#im starting with the drawing of mushrooms I did a while back if I do

[jaylleoo14]

TW: BOTMM is a short drabble leading up to Keratoconus Entrapment. Although nothing explicit happens in this drabble be wary that the following will contain such themes/mentions (along with Keratoconus Entrapment): Horror/dark themes, deaths/murders, butchering/gore, unsettling descriptions, kidnapping, gen violence, blackmailing, alcohol, partying, corruption, morphed views of artistic expression, manipulation and gaslighting. All characters are aged up, you have been warned 

This idea sparked while I was listening to an audio and I was like "hmm, i like how ominous and spooky this can be." then suddenly boom, Jade Leech has spawned. So hear me out okay WAIT IM ACTUALLY KINDA SCARED RN BECAUSE SO MUCH IS BEING ENVISIONED IN MY MIND😭🙏 :') Okay but as the ideas kept on racking and stacking on top of each other I started to get a little "oh wow, this is actually starting to sound kinda good tho-" (im envisioning an uncanny Jade rn and i'm scared-)

Have you heard?

Heard of what?

The Mushroom Man who lives down Rocker Lane.

I. From paints to charcoal, to clay to wood. Then to pencil and pen, then back to your roots of finger painting on cardboard.

You've always had this sort of love for drawing. Since you were little you can recall your mother had always talked about how you were such an artistic child. A crafty one at that. Your dad was always telling his friends that his child was always so expressive and imaginative whenever the topic was brought up. Continuing on keeping up with art along your adolescence, to middle school, to then high school, you felt like you knew what you wanted to do. That being why you decided to go pursue an art major.

The university you are going to attend, University of Arts in Atlantica, was where you'd be heading on over next. Its a funny feeling in your stomach really, moving out and all and going to meet new people as you drift away from your old ones. The feelings welt up inside you slowly, feeling a sad weight bringing you down. You'd be staying in a co-ed dorm, at least then you'd be able to hopefully meet new people and make more friends. That's one of the main things you were looking forward to. It's time to look on the positive side here, and as you make your daily affirmations to yourself you bring out your phone to go to your notes app to remind yourself of the good things that happened and what to look forward to.

I saw a man helping his old relative (not sure) down a street earlier. That was really nice.

I saw some black cats cuddling with each other near the grass yesterday

the weather is nice today, it's not too windy and the sun is out high

I was able to pack another box of my stuff, I should go reward myself now

I was able to send in my resume for a job application nearby. I should also reward myself because I did a good job at tending to it.

Oh, that's right. You recently did submit a job application. You submitted it to a bakery oddly enough.

Art comes in many different shapes and forms, and you personally had another interest. That being the culinary arts. For at least once in your life you wanted to experience the working life of a culinary student, and although pursuing it as a career plan wasn't your solid choice - it was one of the options. And thankfully enough, the man there who skimmed through your resume seemed rather gentle about your chances. Hopefully you get the job, I mean you have plenty of experience before as well with handling and decorating foods. That was the main thing you were interested in. Sure you do enjoy baking, but it was the expression of being able to decorate cakes and pastries there that you were more eager to do.

Trey was the person who introduced himself first, claiming that his family owned the business. After the whole process of submission for your intended new job, something blue catches your eye. A natural call of curiosity causes you to divert your eyes a little away from Trey- who was finishing up the bases of what's to expect- and see a tall man through the window of the kitchen door. He had teal short hair, a longer black length of hair tucked behind his ear and his eyes looked rather sharp and lifted from the side. If for just a moment of observation, Trey caught where your eyes were distracted at.

"Oh, well it's still business hours, you know. He's another employee working here as well. If you get the job you'll see him more frequently." He says it so casually, but you would really hope you do get the job. Fiddling your fingers a little, you show a bit of anxiousness but you keep it professional. "What are the chances of me getting hired? I'm really eager to get this position."

A thoughtful look is splayed on his face, his glasses framing them well. "Well your past work seems promising. It doesn't look professional enough for it to display but I'm sure with enough practice it may work. Just wondering though, you're an art student, yes? Do you think you'd manage the hours alongside your classes?"

His words were a little hard for you to hear but you greatly needed it, a set reminder that you really still are an inexperienced culinary artist if anything. However you proceed to give him a determined answer. "Yes, I'll manage. I will uphold my duties responsibly, please consider taking me."

"They seem eager, don't you agree Trey?" Both your attention is turned and directed on the voice who spoke from behind, the teal haired man coming forward. He had a black plain apron on with the logo of a clover on his right chest, a white chef shirt on as the sleeves are rolled up to his elbows. “Eagerness and experience are two separate things. I’ll consider it, don't worry.” 

Not knowing what to say, the teal haired man turns his attention onto you. You both meet each other's eyes and his lips curve more upward to be more inviting and polite. “Oh how rude of me, where are my manners? You can address me as Jade Leech.” He goes over to shake your hand as a formal greeting, and ever since then things have been going alright. Would you look at that, you got the job! And you’ve already moved in, meeting friendly people from all over with wild stories to tell. “Ugh, such an extroverted thing to do. I could never.” Idia’s voice is made metallic through your phone as you tell him about how you plan on going to this frat party to welcome the new incoming people. It was a new time of your life, why not let loose and meet new people? “Your reasoning still stinks. Imagine all the sweaty smelly bodies you’d bump into there. Not only that but eee! So many loud normies! My HP would already max out by the time I get there, definitely not.” 

“Look, I’ll be back soon okay? I want to try and enjoy this night before anything real happens like classes and work.” Bringing your coat on, you sling over a fanny pack over your torso with all the required things for what you can expect at this frat party. “If you don't let me know that you came home safely I’ll be adding modifications into that device of yours.” A simple reassurance is all it takes for him to hang up and with some worn converse shoes you slip out of your room. 

Clink!

Here's to a new school life. Surrounded by other lively participants of party go-ers, you hold a drink of alcohol in your cup. Everyone seems to have a good time, the music is blasting, the people are dancing and enjoying their time, and you have crazy party go-ers here climbing the roofs and pulling crazy stunts. It's quite the impression really. Taking a step outside all the way to where the cars are parked from the frat house, you take a deep breath and catch yourself a breather. Idia was right for the most part, and for this to be your first time at a frat party it was definitely overwhelming. However one thing for sure was that you were able to meet new people and enjoy your time there, just needed a little break is all. 

Little did you know though, that nearby deep in hidden trees and bushes laid a beaten up person. Most likely dead. No, definitely dead. For Jade Leech is always one to ensure that the deal is done. Frat parties, loud music, drunken party go-ers, it was all the perfect set up for him to strike and take advantage of. Who would know if just a person or two went missing? Especially ones who come by themselves. He’s got an eye for people you could say, with the way his eyes are arched up so meticulously. The location was just too good to miss out as well. Here it’s a little more isolated with vegetation growing around, the house being more secluded due to its bigger land. Blood is soaked into the dirt, his smile content that the earth is gaining some nutrition. 

Oh, what a surprise. He sees a familiar figure in the distance leaning up against one of the cars on the dirt path. It’s you. He could strike, but it would cause trouble. You aren’t his target. At least not yet. He can play a patient game, and a patient game he will play. The future awaits many things for the two of you, so until then, enjoy your fresh new life and your new job. You clock in the day following tomorrow, where Jade will surely start to learn more about you. And as much as he will learn about you, you my dear reader, will surely start to learn about him much more than what ordinary people see and know about him behind closed, faux smiled, bloodied doors.

I hope this reaches the right audience, but to all my dark/horror/yandere enthusiasts

just know..... JADE IS A BAKER IN HERE WITH NICE MF ARMS><

Literally the only thing i was fixated on when I was writing this, I was like "oml yes Jade with them nice buff baker arms anfisdifbfiubwif Trey you arent gonna be alone in this✊🤞." I practically melted just thinking about it while writing this ^^;

#twst #twisted wonderland #jade leech #jade leech twst #horror #dark themes #jade leech x reader #yandere twst #yandere x reader #yandere jade leech #yandere jade leech x reader #yandere jade x reader #idia shroud #trey clover #yandere twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twst jade #okay onto the more lighter stuff now #beware of the mushroom man #BOTMM

[oswaldcobblepotssugardaddy]

Jerome Valeska, Victor Zsasz, and Jervis Tetch with a male!crossdresser!reader

Jerome Valeska

Jerome thinks it’s hot

Some people judge you, but Jerome doesn’t really see why

He says as long as it looks good on you he doesn’t have a problem.

While you guys are together, he buys you a dress that says J on the back.

You guys live together, and whenever you do your makeup, he sits on the counter and asks what everything is.

HE ASKS YOU TO DO HIS MAKEUP

it’s kinda hard with his face but you do it anyway

When you guys first met he asked you if you were a drag queen

If anyone starts bothering you about it, Jerome just comes up and says “Is there a problem here?” then they just run away.

He always calls you hot or sexy

if you’re ever sad, he goes in your closet and matches outfits with you, then takes you out on a date

He’s never embarrassed to be around you, Jerome honestly doesn’t care about your looks, but he does think you’re hot.

Victor Zsasz

He saw you while he was on a mission.

Thought you were pretty brave for being a guy wearing feminine clothes in a place like Gotham.

Once he killed the person he was sent to kill, he rushed over to you.

Victor just gave you his number, winked, and left.

He picked up the phone as soon as you called and asked you on a date.

You said yes (obviously)

You guys started talking on the date then just kinda started a relationship from there.

After dating him, nobody has messed with you.

Some random guy comes up to you and says “What are you, gay??” Shot immediately. (I mean if you’re dating Victor technically you are gay but whatever)

That just continues until you’re treated like a normal person.

Victor is not ashamed of being seen around you, because why would he?

He would never admit it, but he thinks you’re adorable

HE TAKES YOU SHOPPING WHENEVER SOMETHING GOOD HAPPENS

It’s your birthday? Shopping. You got promoted? Shopping. You paid bills? Shopping.

Yeah

Victor just wants to know what you like so he can buy you stuff himself

If someone makes fun of you guys while you both are out somewhere

They get yelled at before they get murdered

It’s mostly just Victor saying “What did you just say about him?” Before shooting the person like 7 times.

Victor has to go on missions a lot, so he spoils you a lot to make sure you know he loves you :)

Jervis Tetch

HE LOVES IT SO MUCH

Jervis didn’t expect his Alice to be a man, but whatever.

You caught his eye one day when you were out with your friends and you had a blue dress.

Thats when he knew he was in love.

He followed you home and put a rose outside your door with a note telling you where he was.

When you got there, there was a tea party set up at his house.

Jervis gave you a box, and when you opened it, there was a dress identical to Alice’s.

(I’m going off the Disney movie whenever I make any reference to Alice or anything related to that)

YOU HAVE AN ENTIRE ALICE IN WONDERLAND RELATED OUTFIT NOW

Mushroom earrings, the Alice dress, a mad hatter hat, a necklace with a card of hearts (is that right lmao) and a bracelet with a rabbit charm

He draws little teacups on your face when you’re doing your makeup

(Sorry im always doing domestic Jervis LMAOOOOO)

Jervis couldn’t care less that you were a man, all he cares about is that you’re his Alice and he’s your Mad Hatter.

Don’t ask why Jerome’s was so short

Request

Tags: @jervis-tetch-my-beloved @gotham-swag @mazoga-the-dork and one more it won’t let me tag

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[lamafuntrolls]

(first Time a did a drawing in m'y mini stories,so basicly that one i though trollex could have Bern Méan before,Do i did that)

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Trollex pov

We were all at the meething mushroom (greet i have it on the head),all were kinda talking about stuff it didn't involve me so i almos fall asleep,but the Bell ring and a pop troll whit mail came in.

Pop troll Mailer(i forgot what IT called):your majesti you got mail

Poppy :Ohhh greet i love mail

Poppy took the lettres,and from what i saw they were only 3,suprisely two were for me,the other for Evryone.

I took the first one,and it was some sort of warning saying im Watching you,but i didn't care since it wasn't the first one,then i open the other and i almos barfed,i Hide it before anyone could see it.

Poppy then open the letter whit evryone else Watching it,and their face didn't Méan good.

Poppy:ummm trollex,youuuu might Wanna look at that

I took it and this Time i literlly barfed,it was a pictures of me and 3 other trolls literlly almos Kipling a troll,by that i mean is arm was almos open and you could almos see it inside.

They all looked at me whit discuss and horror,Poppy finally speaked after 13 minutes of silence.

Poppy:umm trollex,what is...that

Trollex :ohh it nothing it not even me it ....umm nothing

I ripped all the letters and i almos started crying again,i though they erased the photo .

Barb:you sure it nothing,i dont think anyone else as a crown

Trollex :look just forget it,it was suppose to be erased

Branch:you now mayby you should explain a bit because what we just saw was ....let just Say horrifying

Trollex :are you sure i mean,it not important taht Much.....

Poppy :hey we wont critic you just explain and clear a bit what just happend

Trollex :ok.....when i was in high school,i wasn't sweet and kind like today....

---------------flashback----------------

Trollex was whit a group of 3 trolls,hé had a jacket and a crown except of the headband,the first troll was big had red soin Blue hair and eyes,green purple mouth and green purple Blue bands,the second was medium had green skin purple hair eyes Teeth,had no bands but had pixel on his tail,

The last one was small had orange skin,yellow hair mouth and teeth,hé was always at the back and mostly was a scout.

Trollex was the Biggest of the school and the Most intimidating,no one dared stud Up to him,hé didn't lost a chance to béat someone Up,and When you wouldn't listen to him,you will never want to go back to school again....

Right now they were at the always,coming Up to the New kids Who was in front of His Locker,and guess Who it was,synth.

The red one who name was Scar When to him When trollex did a hand sigh,hé then lay himself on the locker.

while Scar When un front of the New kids.

Scar:your the New kid hein

synth:umm yes umm can you help me found m'y Locker

Scar :im gonna show you first how it done un this school

Hé took synth by IT arm and When close to trollex

Synth:l..look i .i Dont Méan trouble o..ok

Trollex :awewww dont worry im not gonna hurt youuuuuu...

Synth:t...then why you bringing m..me here

Trollex:didn't you listen earlier

Hé When closer to synth while the 3 other trolls surounded them, some other kids were around to see what gonna happend

Hé then punched synth in the face making a black été,je Snapped is fingers yelling two if Them to grab him and put him against the locker

Trollex :i dont think you understand Little grape,first..

Hé punched him in the stomach

Trollex :im the King here ,second...

Hé punched His head

Trollex :you dont have a place here,tird....

Hé punched him to the Ground and jumped on him

Trollex :Talk to me again and you Will never put a fin in this school again....

Synth then Sean away crying and bumping into lockers while they were laughing at him.trollex then looked at evryone whit death on His eyes,evryone then Started laughing scared that it Will happend to Them.

A few Days passes and the crowned,as evryone called Them just continued beathing Up trolls,untill....

Trollex and His pack were un the all way waithing for the New kid to Côme,they always béat Them Up,but for some reason it changer that day.

the New kid came,hé had black sking red haïr ,a missing eyes red Teeth,orange mouth and pixel ,the gang were ready for him,but the more hé came closer,the more trollex was feeling...different.

his Heart was beathing faster,His chéri turned purple and hé didn't want to punch him

His gang When around him,and took him close,and just like synth evryone When around to look,but trollex was just Frozen in place.

They all looked at him,Scar just looked at him and deside to start punching the New kid Who name was red,the 3 were punching him untill trollex Will join.

Trollex désires to punch him.... but is feeling were too mix Up,so hé kinda ...almos Killer him.

The best Day hé Heard that red was at the hospital,between death and life,a week passes,and it turn out...he died

Trollex was feeling broken,because if His feeling and His statue ,it was all is fault,after that hé just deside to stop it and stayed in the shadow,the gang suprisely didn't care and left,and as for trollex hé though hé wouldn't get any friends.

But hé manage too,since that Day hé would always protect anyone and wont punch anyone at all.

------------------end of flashback----------------

The leaders all looked at trollex Who finish crying at the end,Poppy felt bad for kinda all,but at the same Time was surprise about trollex.

She came close to him and Hugged him,they all jointes him after,hé started crying again.

But outside,someone was Watching,a red troll was Watching him whit dead eyes,almos ready to jump and kill him...

#queen poppy #trolls 3 #fanart #fanfic #trollex #branch #queen barb #king trollex #trolls #poppy #Bully #Trolls world tour #Mini story

[artbymavy]

Oh btw I’m thinking of making some stickers! Any suggestions as to things you guys might like to see?

#im starting with the drawing of mushrooms I did a while back if I do #Im not really trying to make a bunch of money or anything I just think having stickers of your art would be neat #and it would be neat for other people to have them too or to give them as gifts or something #also I want to do some lino cuts so if you have any suggestions for that too pls let me know!!

[levinneheart]

Home, Sweet Home

➳ Pairing: Aone Takanobu x F!Reader

➳ Genre: Fluff, Hcs, Engagement Proposal, Domesticated, Established Relationship

➳ Warnings: Slight manga spoiler if you squint, extremely long, may or may not give you diabetes cuz of sweetness overload, self indulgent cuz i need smth soft to enlighten my emo mood, also me being a hopeless romantic so be warned

When he became a college student, you two moved in together along with a couple of his vb teammates at a two story flat

You and Aone ofc shared a room while the others had their own rooms separately, although sometimes his underclassmen Koganegawa would barge in to ask if he could pratice tossing with your bf

Not that you hate him or anything but... one time, he almost walked into you two doing the deed 😳 Aone bless him immediately reacted by pulling you close, tucking you underneath him before covering you both under the blanket and pretended to be asleep

Poor baby chick was so clueless and confused cuz he thought he heard both of your voices and assumed that you two would be together inside, I— 💀

But that’s a story for another time~ 😝

You would always laugh when you remember that tho, while Aone would just have his usual small smile with that soft doting look in his eyes as he watches you

This man knew right there and then that he was gonna marry you so you could stay by his side forever and he would come home to you making dinner

He could even imagine himself waking up everyday to see your face first thing in the morning and stare at you lovingly while thanking his lucky stars for bringing you in his life

He mayhaps.. start thinking of making a family together with you in the future, it doesn’t even matter if you don’t want kids cuz he’s satisfied with fur babies too 👉👈 aww 🥺

His friend Futakuchi was def the first one to know, next are his upperclassmen in vbc and lastly everybody else he was acquainted with

Aone, despite being quiet, would already have something planned out so he lets everybody in on it and nobody gets left behind, just cuz he babie 💗

Ngl everybody was highkey shooketh and impressed when he told them his plan of proposing since it was simple yet so meaningful

Everyone helps out as much as they could and started calling it ‘Mission: Get Aone Engaged’ or Mission GEA for short

Time skip to the day of the proposal — Aone held your hand and began leading you to his car before driving off to somewhere as you soon as you got into the passenger seat

You quietly watch the scenery passed by the window for a while before glancing back at your ever so quiet bf “Are you taking me there? Where you wanna show me smth?” You asked as he hummed in response, looking at you through the windshield and smiling softly

You smiled back and continued to look out of the window while enjoying this little adventure and his company duh, ofc you were ecstatic yet nervous at the same time cuz it’s been a while since Aone took you somewhere and surprised you

Last time was when you came home late and drunk from a night out with your colleagues after work, he took you outside of the backyard where it was decorated with fairy lights and lanterns with a pillow and blanket fort in the middle

He got you sober by making you eat snacks and drink water as you two played board/card games all night before binge watching some anime and streaming any disney/barbie/ghibli movies on your laptop

This called me out as single lmao

You two arrived at what seemed to be an empty house, it was decently sized with a somewhat large backyard, a porch and a small garden up on the front

You heard a grunt from Aone, making you turn around to face him and gasping at the sight: your tall light-haired sweetheart was kneeling down on one knee with a small box help up held up in one hand

He slowly opened it to reveal a note attached on the inside lid of the box that said ‘marry me?’ and a cute simple pearl ring before ‘locking onto’ you

Bonus:

Ofc you said yes, how could you say no to him??? Aone’s literally husbando material, FIGHT ME 😤 jkjkjk

You also show him the ring that you were supposed to give him when you proposed— Well, if he wasn’t already whipped for you, he is now but more intensely 🥴

When you did, the whole deadass Date Tech came out of hiding, popping wine and confetti everywhere while congratulating both of you

Everyone tells you that Aone planned and built this house with the help of others and them ofc, but he planned everything so he gets all the credits 🥺

Your reaction would literally transition from 😮 to 🥺💗💞

Your heart mayhaps had exploded from the overwhelming love and adoration that you have for him ✌️😌 same tbh, loves

Futakuchi rolled his eyes at the sight of all the lovey-dovey stuff he’s just envious cuz he’s still single lol and was about to say smth snarky but Moniwa smacked him right on time lmao

When the congratulation party was over and everybody had gone home, you asked Aone why he picked this day in particular

“It’s the day we first met.” “You remembered?” “Of course.” “Aw, Nobu.” You cooed before leaning up him, their lips touched for a soft kiss before parting

“Guess, this is: home, sweet home.”

Since I promised y’all that if my first Aone fic reached 100 notes, I’ll write another w/ a surprise bonus so here it is

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[almondmilks-posts]

Schlatt- executed pt2

*I am so proud of part 1

pls go show some love

Maybe a SERIES?? Maybe pt3??? Maybe some more angst?? Maybe some cute fluff with glatt?? Maybe idk if you would like to see more uwu

This took so long omg... I'm sorry

Context: in part 1 you became ghost!y/n much like Ghostbur  you forgot most of your memories including your death...

Life after death was weird. You had very vague memories of each member of the sever but other than that you completely forgot about your past life including how you died. You never expected that you would become a sentiant ghost on the server after death you also never expected Wilbur to become one either so here we are. You took a great liking to Ghostbur as he did to you, you both hanging out became a regular occurrence on the SMP you mainly liked hanging around quackity he had these homely vibes to him that made you want to be around him but you were not quite sure why although he had been seeing you less and less and when you did meet he seemed on edge always looking behind him, shaking his head off to the distance when you turn around, nothing.

You didn't know why Ghostbusr was obsessed with the colour blue, always handing out lapis lazuli to saddened goes by with a "here have some blue" but he always did. You guys can't mine down in the caves something about bedrock pressure?  but he always had stacks of blue on him at all times.

You- hey bur where do you get the blue from?

Ghostbur- oh uhhh umm I just have it sometimes I get it from Phill

You- oh cool. I want something I'm not sure I've decided on what...

Ghostbur- hmmmmm y/n how about

You- I know red mushrooms because they look so cool like lil toadstools.

Ghostbur- yes that's such a good idea

You- I need to ask Phil to see if he has any spare mushrooms adiós bur I'll see you later.

You began to float your way over the the snowy tundra that Phil resides in. You passed many different landmarks on your way only knowing by the names you and ghostbur had given them. Home home also known as the community House although in ruins after it was exploded by puffy. You did try to stop her however your attempts were unsuccessful. 

You- omg I'm so sorry I wasn't looking where I was going here look I have some seeds take this as a sorry

You were in your thoughts so much that you had phased into a body. As a ghost you are able to phase through people However you phased into the body meaning whoever you walked into was not alive. You reached your arms into your pockets to see what you have as a sorry before the mushrooms which you still haven't been managed to find any. Thecno needing them for potions ofc knowing the butcher army was coming for him he planicked stealing so many resources including some of blue from Wilbur accidentally. You found three seeds in your pockets your had picked up from when you were hanging around Callahan (he's my fav on the SMP omg) and punz this one time just giving while punz went on a nether mission for ghast tears. You extended your arm out to the person, lifting your head up to look the person in the eyes.

Glatt- y/n?

He had Horns. Deep black horns protruding out the side of his head. His skin a pale grey ash colour, contrasting his flaming red eyeballs which looked down upon you due to the height difference. His suit a very dark grey almost black but not quite,  You looked at him than back at the seeds. He seemed like he didn't take any interest in taking the seeds from you as a sorry, you furrowed your eye brows at his sort of question? You really didn't remember your past life, thecno told you that most ghosts don't when they die the ones that do are 'poor damned souls of wrong doers' comforting you that you did some good when you were living.

You- uhh sorry I don't know a y/n?? Im ghosty/n! Well it would make sense that I'm y/n well was y/n hahahaha I don't remember much from my past life unfortunately

Glatt- you don't- you don't remember how you died do you?

You- uhhh no? Should I? I ask quackity you know quackity right? Small guy, blue beanie anyway he wouldn't tell me how I died he said it was a too long to explain anyway I gotta go bye uhhhh...

Glatt- oh it's glatt

You- well nice to meet you glatt if you see Phill tell him I need some red mushrooms

And with that you floated off on your mission to find some red mushrooms. Glatt stood there face slashed red. He felt embarrassed? Sick to his stomach? He wasn't quite sure what he felt, quackity had told him of your ghost life when he was pestering quackity this one time however he was scared. He was once a ruthless tryrant president drinking all day and all night because he couldn't handle the power and disappointment of his peers knowing he was struggling being president so he turned to alcohol. He was so plastered when he stabbed you he didn't even know what he did until quackity and Niki Walked out on him with some fruitful words.

Schlatt thought back to when quackity had confronted him, carrying your enchanted diamond boots Phil brought on your wedding day and never took them off since. Quackity looked so hopeless his eyes filled with tears, trembling hands as he screamed at schlatt so hard his vocal cords never recovered even after all this time and everything he's been through. Despite this he carried on trying to ruin quackity's life. Even after death the fucker never lost his need for power and bullying quackity is all he knew how. The issue was he could not find the small mexican, he floated all through what manburg was, he floated past the church, the target, the community house but no sign of quackity. He was searching through the community house for anything he could steal just because 'he was glatt he could do what he wants'; as a ghost he really didn't change. A fit of giggles rung through his ears, he hadn't heard that noise in years. Glatt knew that it was you of course you were married for several years before the incident. He caught himself smiling as he once did to see your face (which could easily fit between his larger hands.) He floated across towards where the noise would come from. To see you, a blue sheep with a wonkey eye and Wilbur? He felt anxious, his ghost heart started beating faster, if he wasn't dead he would be having another heart attack right now that would actually kill him. He wasn't sure of it was because you look so happy contracting the last time him saw your glum face as the XP dropped or knowing Wilbur might still be bitter about the election or what happened as a result of it.

You toyed with the blue sheep known as friend. Friend was the first thing ghostbur saw when he woke up as a ghost so there was a major bond between the two,.you would argue it was a closer bond than what tied you with Wilbur but nothing could compare to that. You both had years and years of history some even before Tommy was born but you both just didn't know that. (maybe pt3 y/n becomes human??) Friend was very entertaining for a blue sheep fried could make you and ghostbur cry with laughter but just standing there. ( Ok this is my HC so it's not cannon but I think it should be) The blue sheep had a lazy eye, so for long enough if the sheep did nothing the eyes would travel opposite directions as per usual you and ghostbur were dying over this. You bent down to pick at a blade if grass to feed to friend when a glum feeling came over you. Were you being watched? You wanted to cry, so you turned your head to Look at the assailant to see glatt standing there just looking at you or through you it was unclear.

You-oh hey uhhh glatt? Ah yes I'm right would you like to come hang out with friend, ghostbur and I would love it if you joined us and I'm sure friend doesn't mind you do you? No you don't because you are a cute sheep boopboop

Glatt- I'm not so sure

You- oh come on don't be such a killer it would be fun friend is very well friendly haha come on.

You grasped his cold wrist with your much warmer hands. The size difference between the two contrasted immensely. You blushed, a warm feeling coming over you almost as if you had known him for years. Which y/n did but you didn't know that.  Schlatt frowned at you calling him a killer, did you know? Did Wilbur tell you? A lot happened to manburg after you had died, stuff you missed that you could and would have stopped. You dragged schlatt closer to where friend was excited Wilbur could meet your 'new' friend glatt.

You- hahah bur meet glatt

Ghostbur- oh uh hey glatt nice to meet you, your a friend of n/n's huh?

Glatt- uhh yea something like that

Ghostbur- oh crap! I have to meet with Callahan (he's my fave member) I'm helping him build a forest, well you guys have fun with friend. And glatt? Its nice to see you again.

And with that he floated away from the pair riend looked at schlatt than back at you, than back at schlatt. Its pink tounge slipping out of its mouth. Glatt looked down at you sitting cross legged on the grass petting friend. He thought you looked beautiful with the sun on your ghostlike form, he felt shame wash over him he really ruined you.

You- sit next to me glatt, the sun isn't that bright down here

Glatt- no I don't want to get my suit dirty!

You sighed, why was he so cold? Was it that he didn't like you, was it the fact that he didn't like friend no that's not true everyone loves friend. You frowned over thinking lots of things glatt noticed your frown after he yelled at you; he felt worse that he yelled. Many nights after your death did he think about you and his actions. He numbed the feeling penultimately resulting in further alcoholism and finally his death. He kept your diamond boots in his desk draw so they could be next to him at all times he even picked up some of your XP but that stuff didn't matter to him. Nothing mattered to him. Expect you. He never was good at expressing his feelings to you, and you never pushed him to do that.

Glatt- do you seriously not remember your past life?

You- hmmmm not much

Glatt- what do you know tell me?

You- well, I don't really remember memories it's more feelings and smells towards something? Like Niki I feel very calm and peaceful around her she smells like bread, Wilbur it's like he feels like a brother to me and he smells like gunpowder almost, ummmm who else? Oh Tecno smells like potatoes I'll tell you about that some other time

Glatt- what about me? What do I smell like ( Father Fragrance??)

You- ummmmm it's a weird metallic smell? At first I was like iron smell but I'm not so sure. I was super anxious when I first saw you almost hmmm anger? Fear? But I also wanted to give you a hug it's weird what about me... Your a ghost I'm sure it's the same for you it is for wilbur... What do I smell like glatt?

Glatt- uhh well, it's metallic aswell

You-oh heyy look it's ranboo, Ran heyy look down here? Ranboo? Oh no he's enderwalking again ok well this conversation isn't over glatt

You followed the half enderman who appears to be on his enderwalking state. You don't say much to him as you know he won't hear or respond to you. You follow him past twitch prime, past the portal near to the prison? Confused you stood behind him a little, why was he going to the prison? To see Sam you hope...

But no. He didn't.

#jschlatt #dream #dream smp #mcyt x reader #mcytumblr #mcyt fandom #mcyt x y/n #glatt #glatt x reader #dsmp glatt #glatt my beloved #ghostbur

[chasseuses]

reasons why I love jade leech and why you should too.

yes- my overwhelming love for jade has brought me up to this point. this is just me rambling about jade. i may regret doing this bUT FUCK IT LET'S GIVE THE MUSHROOM MAN SOME LOVE ༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽

NOT GONNA FUCKING LIE BUT THE FIRST TIME THE OCTAVINELLE BANNER THINGY WHEN TWST WASN'T RELEASED I-????

I THOUGHT THE TWINS LOOKED WACK + AZUL

"no way in hell am I gonna stan these two lmaoo they look wack smh"

turns out I was wrong-_;3+4+_(_+($_+($+$(&+$(+$(#+$

I PAID NO FUCKING ATTENTION TO OCTAVINELLE saying to myself that I AM A RIDDLE SIMP THROUGH AND THROUGH

lol but

chapter 3

changed my life

SIR HIS VOICE-- HELLO????????? BRO???_($99#($($($ I HAD LITERAL SHIVERS GO DOWN MY SPINE WHEN I HEARD IT BECAUSE O H G OD

the fact that his exchange with floyd, yes the "ne jeido" "e floyd" thingy, IS ABSOLUTELY SO FUCKINDHDSKDHJSVRJSGDHDDGDJDGDJDGSJDGJSDHJSHSJSJSJDJDJJ J CANT BRRATHE

ok I'll get serious now fuvk

Jade Leech, the vice dorm leader of Octavinelle and the twin brother of Floyd Leech. Founder of the Mountain Lovers club and a fucking adorable dork who loves mushrooms and terrariums.

God knows how I love him so much I can cry over him for weeks.

100/10 seems shady af- looks like he can kill you, and he can. that's kinda hot don't u think so???

bruh, the way he talks about creepy things while smiling all gentlemanly is kinda hot. ik it's weird to be attracted to this but pLEASE-

THIS MAN HAS SHARP TEETH I WILL CRY PLEASE [REDACTED] ME.

HE HAS REALLY REALLY REEEEEALLY NICE EYES‼️ IT'S ONE OF THE BIGGEST REASONS WHY I LOVE HIM SO MUCH‼️( also purple eyeliner hehehe u gotta love him )

His matching earring with Floyd?? Absolutely wonderful. The thought that the both of them have matching earrings i --- cr y a little everytiime.

Also- that darker and longer strand of his hair? I want to play with that, please.

his mf face oh god, do you ever think abt how he could say "I'll gobble you up." in his normal voice and we can't fucking tell if he's serious or joking because of his fucking normal expression oh god gobble me up please-- IM KIDDING OF COURSE, maybe.

He has nice, long, slender hands. Perfect for unprotected h*nd h*lding 😳 GODDAMN I WANT TO HOLD HIS HAND WHEEEJFHEKBFKEHDJFHDKCHKCHKDHCKDHCJ

Also the glove-????? I'D PREFER IT IF HE TOOK IT OFF BUT THAT'S ONE NICE GLOVE YOU GOT THERE 😳

holding hands with him will be a fucking blessing sent directly from the heavens above. pls stan him.

he's an eel. that is all

LOOK AT HIS MF EXPRESSIOFN I A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A SIR-??'?($83)$+#)+")$+_("!$

ok back to the topic-

do you ever think about how-- how he loves mushrooms sm and even founded a club because he likes hunting for them in mountains?? DO YOU EVER THINK ABOUT HOW HE'S PROBABLY ALL ALONE WHILE DOING THAT????????? LET ME INTO THAT CLUB‼️

He likes gazing at stars. Please pleasr please let me gaze at the stars with u sir

He's pretty good with his hands- or so they say 👀 he can cook-- and he draws 👀 you gotta love a man who can use his hands well don't u think so too 👀👀👀

this bitch is 190cm tall. that is all. i want him to tower over me.

"Fufu, I grew up in the deep sea up north. The cold in the freezer feels pretty good." YOU CAN PUT HIM INA FR E R ZER IT'S RLLY RANDOM BUT HE CAN STAND THE COLF WHICH IS A FNKDHFKSBDKSHDJSGDKXHKSGCKSHCKDGXKDHCKDKC

have I mentioned his obsession with mushrooms??? This!! THIS CUTE EEL RAISES HIS MUSHROOMS WITH ALL OF HIS HEART DJDJDNXB ALL THE LOVE AND AFFECTION FOR HIS SHROOMS..... ISN'T HE JUST-???"($(_+($+_ THE CUTEST?????

DO YOU SEE HOW SOFT HE LOOKS???? I WANT HIM TO LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT TOO WTF ༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽

AND THE WAY HIS CHEEKS..... HIS CHEEKS GO SQOOSH GFJSJSHZKHRKDHRJSHD JEIDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽

HIS TALENT IS SERVING TEA‼️‼️ DON'T U WANT SOMEONE AS GENTLEMANLY AND HANDSOME AS JADE TO SERVE U TEA ‼️‼️

Don't you just hate how Jade can go from "I'll have her home by 8" to "Your daughter calls me daddy too" bECAUSE I

I'm not even gonna explain this one.

JUST IMAGINE IF HE,,,,,, IF HE WENT FERAL‼️‼️ I WOULF PAY TO SEE THAY OH MY hjfhdkDHSKDHSKDHKXJDKXHD FERAL JADE E E E E E E E E E

yeah so you know his one voice line that goes "Clothes feel so restrictive… It’s been a while since I came on land, but I’m still not used to them." Yeah then take them off! I won't mind (☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)☞

DID I MENTION ABT HIS TERRARIUMS???? I LOVE HIM SO MUCH OH GOD HE'S SO CUTE DO U JUST IMAGIEN HDIFMFEBJFHDNFB FOCUSINDGFJDUFJDNJRNXKDBDKDBDKDJKFDHKXHFKDJDKDK wait jm freaking out

this man.... this man can cook. and that seals the fucking deal for me because 😭

He!! Loves!! His!! Brother!! KFNSKDHKSJDKSHDJD BABY 😭😭💖😭💖💖😭‼️HfbskdhHFKSBFKSBDKSNDN JEIDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

he likes unpredictable things which is why he likes being with floyd all the time i 😔 I'll be unpredictable for u ZjfjsjdJFBDJFND KIDDING

this is floyd's caretaker we're talking about 😭 which means he is husband material ™ DONT CHEAT ON HIM ༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽

or else 👀

did i mention how cute he fucking looks everytime his cheeks go sqoosh because istg I start simping whenever I see it.

ALMOST FORGOT TO ADD BUT LIKE-??? THE WAY HE SAVED MC AND CATER FROM ROOK AND TREY DURING THE BEANDESJD SEVENT I WILL FJDJFJFKDJFJJDHCJDHFKDHFKHFJDCJDHCNDJFBJDHFKDJFJDJFKCIFNCKFBCKFNFKFJKDJFKRBFKDJFKFJJF

KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR HELL YEAH HE'S PERFECT

lastly, i want him to punch me in the face. that's it.

AND I THINK THAT'S IT-??? ( Of course not- i can point out more things i love abt him but like-???? I NEED TO CALM DOWN!! anyways, pls stan jade i love him so much i cr y <3

#twisted wonderland #twst #disney #JADE APPRECIATION POST #Octavinelle #why you should love jade leech #twst jade #jade leech #twisted wonderland jade

[teacubes]

I got into twisted wwonderland a while ago and was happy to see you did requests for it! If it's not too much, could you do some short Octavinelle cuddle hcs please? If you don't do multiple people, then you could just do Jade. Thank you! ^^

GURLL, IM A HARDCORE SIMP FOR TWISTED WONDERLAND LIKE DEADASS I WAS THIS CLOSE 👌 TO CHANGE MY ACCOUNT TO TWISTED WONDERLAND FICS. I MIGHT CHANGE IF I GET MORE SUPPORT ON CHANGING THO 👁️👁️

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Pairings: Azul Ashengrotto x reader, Jade Leech x reader, Floyd Leech x reader

T/w: none, only fluff

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𝕬𝖟𝖚𝖑 𝕬𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖔:

Alright, Azul didn't know he was this touch-starved after he met you

It started when you hugged him after seeing him being tired bc mans a stronk business man

He immediately melted on your arms, getting putty with the warmth that y'all shared

His hands immediately flew to hug you back, like automatically

After realizing what he had done, he gently push you away and got really embarrassed

His cheeks were tinted with blush, a shade that was similar to tomato

Cue Jade and Floyd snickering over Azul's face

Obviously he asked you not to do again, but he was fine if it was private (he is only okay with light PDA like hand-holding, forehead kiss and patting etc)

When y'all go back to his room to chill, he immediately ask for hugs again (btw he was embarrassed when he ask)

It's slowly become a routine that y'all have a cuddling hour

Also!! He likes to play a soft jazz music as you guys cuddle

Y'all would talk about how y'all day went on school

Maybe also talking about opening a shop when y'all graduate

Sometimes you guys would be napping as yall cuddle

Of course he will give you a soft peck on your lips to remind you he love you so much!!

He would tell you some funny stories about Jade and Floyd to make you laugh cause he loves seeing you smile

He felt really safe when y'all are cuddling

Sad boi hour? Cuddle time! Also bring some cookies or warm tea (unless you want chocolate drink)

Hugging Azul will also make you feel safe because the hug was genuine af bro

It was like y'all are eachother safe space

Sometimes you guys would tickle eachother though (Mans was confident he would win in tickle war but y'all got draw ✌️😔✨)

Or even a soft make-out because yes

He loves it when you kiss every part of his face, he felt so loved as his stomach is filled with butterflies

In the end, y'all really so soft on loving eachother

Even sometimes you guys would have an argument, CUDDLE TO MAKE UP

Btw he loves being a small and big spoon so y'all occasionally switch

Sometimes yall cuddle together when one of y'all are reading stuff

Cause y'all are like glue to eachother hehe

OKAY HORROR MOVIES

He will try to act brave in front of you you

Jade obvs be the one who is hosting it

When y'all cuddle as you watch

Expect a sudden jump from him

He won't scream, no no

He would j u m p

So you finna boing with him

SOMETIMES y'all get yeeted along with Floyd so good luck LMFAOSIDIKASJ

Jade would be sitting his ass on sofa and watching y'all on the ground like 👁️👄👁️

Azul def scolded Floyd but you are too busy laughing because deadass you three just got yeeted along the jumpscare

Def would grab you and sit back down and continue cuddle

But among the trio, Azul is the one def got jumpscared a lot (first place to easily get spooked)

⚝──⭒─⭑─⭒──⚝

𝕵𝖆𝖉𝖊 𝕷𝖊𝖊𝖈𝖍:

You were the one who brings up because you wanted some cuddles

Jade, being the gentleman.

Didn't know how to do since he was quite new to the ✨couple things✨

But he was up to try it!!

“Oh my, this is quite nice” That's what he said for the first time after your guiding

His expression doesn't say a word but the moment you snuggle close to him, he immediately went b o o m

Like?? You are so tiny in his arms

(I stfg this man and Floyd is a mf tree 😭)

Seeing you being safe and comfortable his arms, not to mention being cute as hell

He thanked the Great Seven for blessing him with you

He just chuckles and pet your head gently

Of course him being gentle with you made you fall asleep and he loves watching you sleeping

Not in a creepy way though, like he is adoring you and appreciating you

He gave you a light smooch on the forehead before laying down back and gently patting your back like a baby

Cause you are a baby to him, sorry I don't make the rules ✌️😔

Cuddling you brightens his day up, like he is so motivated to make a new dishes related to mushroom or finding someone who is troubled so he can bring the student to meet Azul

Also he is def a beeg spoon because he loves you being in his arm

Sometimes you managed to convince him to be a small spoon

And w o a h, he felt peaceful with you hugging him like it was okay to relax for once

One time he accidentally fell asleep and woke up confused

He just look at you and blinked

But obvs sometimes he will tease you while you are cuddling with him

And what did you do?

Tried to tickle Jade but Jade ain't ticklish

But he is ticklish on his foot tho, good luck reaching there

Bc this man will tickle you first before you can even reach there

And he will just sitting there, giving his usual smile as he tickle you

I STG EVEN YOU TOLD HIM TO STOP, HE WON'T

But moving on, when one of y'all are moody

Y'all literally like ✨emergency meeting✨

Because y'all know that yall will make eachother feel better

But obvs sometimes y'all will have movie night and this man will pick horror movie

Because he thinks it's cute when you guys are cuddling, you would try to smoosh yourself against him because you were scared

To summarize, you: (;ŏ﹏ŏ)

Jade: (人*´V｀)｡*ﾟ+

I swear he won't get jumpscared so he is entertained on watching you getting spooked (last place on getting spooked bc this mf ain't scared)

⚝──⭒─⭑─⭒──⚝

𝕱𝖑𝖔𝖞𝖉 𝕷𝖊𝖊𝖈𝖍:

The moment when y'all started dating

He already started cuddling you

Like hug or cuddles, just expect one of them when he see you

Of course he will refrain cuddling you in class

But in front of Azul and Jade?

“But Shrimpy is so cute—♪ Look how tiny they are—♪”

Of course sometimes he is in bad mood, he wouldn't be hugging or cuddle you

Alright time to be a beeg spoon yall

He is gigantic babey so just place his head on your chest, pat his head then he will feel better

Obvs it will be a solid silent 30 minutes

But he will start talking why he is in stinky mood

It's either someone annoyed him or the teacher is nagging him because of his poopoo result

Of course you are just listening and just give him a smooch then his mood go: 💯

You probably would try to do something to make his mood even better since he is a very active baby

Sometimes he wanna go for a swim but mainly he just want to cuddle

And he would be needy af so expect a make-out and cuddle in the same time

But if y'all gonna nap as y'all cuddle

Mans is speed on sleeping (not fast like Leona but you get it)

He sometimes would squeeze you too hard when yall sleeping and it would woke you up sometime

Because of that, you got a stronk ribs and deadass got used to it

Don't worry, he don't always squeeze you in sleep

It's just happen in few seconds then he is loose on you

Okay s o, sometimes Jade would host a horror movie night

Then he would cuddle you so tight as you guys watch cause he is low-key scared but also not

But there's a moment where the jumpscare is really too frightening (second place on getting spooked bc the majority of the scene was not scary to him but more funny)

Prepare to get yeeted together out of the sofa

He ain't letting you go tho, y'all live together and die together

Then he would be laughing like

“Ahh, it was so scary, right? Lil' Shrimpy—♪”

YOU WOULD BE SITTING BETWEEN HIS ARM CONFUSED LIKE??? YALL WERE AT SOFA FOR A SECOND AGO???

He also give you a surprise cuddle attack at any hour and minute so prepare your heart

#twisted wonderland x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #azul x reader #jade leech x reader #jade x reader #floyd leech x reader #floyd x reader #im having fun

[ask-marios-apprentice]

The worst weekend ever

I'm glad to be back home. I never want to go to that mall ever again. Good thing to, I'm pretty sure I'm banned

I guess I should explain what happened.

Throughout the weekend. I had a bus trip with Mario and his family. That being himself, Peach, Luigi, Meggy, and Toadsworth. We were going to spend a weekend shopping.

While on the bus I held a Q&A.

I had never felt such cold before Im glad that I was wearing some new clothes

I got a picture drawn by Lady Eggy with my new clothes

I had ended the Q&A after arriving in Mount Kracuchul (pronounced Krack-a-skull) and the city built around it. We had gotten out of the van. peach had started planning out their route. Mario had set me aside. He had explained to me that my mission was to collect five items throughout the mall over the course of the weekend. For each item, I will help one of the people in Mario's family.

And so...we went in.

Thank you Armonia. They drew this nice picture of us walking into the mall.

Peach: A Blow torch

Hardware was where I first had to go. I had to get a large blow torch. I saw chaos in this 2 story MoterMaster store. Peach had told me to go to the jumper cables, hook one up to f breath mint and the other to a bottle of air freshener she had bought.

I had made tear gas. I had no productive year in which my eyes were burning. It was basically just a crying-fueled mad dash to a blow torch. I'm pretty sure I stepped on someone's foot and another glasses. I finally managed to get the blow torch

Luigi: Light Bulb.

In the department store section of the mall. I had to collect a bunch of coupons, Luigi apparently broke his book containing them in the van. I swear it was like that game where the Ghost monsters chase that dot/cookie/berry/pellet muncher. The people who were chasing me and Luigi were pretty angry due to the knocking over of them. I never thought that I would make it out. We

I had run for a few hours while collecting multiple coupons. it was tough as nails, and I mean like nails that were coated in titanium, like some salon for mechanical beings like Meggy's friend or Merida.

I was glad when we had bought it. Because that meant we got to go... to a hotel and do the same thing the next day.

I am glad I had brought some extra clothes. Unfortunately, that was the only reason to be glad.

We had to leave first thing in the morning. I was already awake so was reluctantly anticipating the day.

Meggy: A Set of Head Phones

I have never seen so much colored hair in my life. The tech store we had entered was basically what I thought a dystopian future would be if only the populous fought over products and the companies looked more moral in comparison. (It makes more sense in my head).

Meggy said all I had to do was create a path for her. She only came to this store for the Headphones and had ordered them for pick up. She just needed to head to the pickup desk at the back. The massive sea of people in the store was discerning. I had wish I brought the Polterflud or something similar. My only way through was to, unfortunately, fight.

I have not had much fighting experience aside from a small karate class I took during summer in elementary school. But I had forgotten the moves. The Fighting was Brutal. I swear if I did not have a mushroom afterward, I would have been in the infirmary. It took me most of the day to get through the fierce mass of people.

Toadsworth: Miniatures

Toadsworth was very simple. Walked into a book/hobby store. Sorted through some Civil War Miniatures. Bought some. And left.

The next day. We all stood together to get one last thing.

EVERYONE: A GIANT SPEAKER SYSTEM.

We had to get a Speaker system that would be considered "a bit much" by a band consisting of the greatest rock legends of all time. FROM THE OPPOSITE END OF THE MALL TO THE VAN. A speaker system that everyone would want. It would be a mission that would basically be impossible. but it was the one we will be doing.

I said a prayer to myself.

We made our way through the mall. I'm pretty sure Toadsworth broke an arm. I hope he sent the person a get-well card at least.

We just bought the speaker. And people had started swarming us. It was chaos.

I swear if it was not for the fact that Mario went and crashed the van through the wall. I would not be in my home writing this.

I'm going to go back to recovring mentally from that chaos.

Garth signing out.

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[summertime4k]

forgetting to not forget you // karlnapity

AU: karl comes up with how to to stop all the bad from happening...but he has to sacrifice the ones he didn’t want to

A/N: sorry for any spelling mistakes, i spent all night proof reading lol. uh, let me know if you have any suggestions for other oneshots !! they don’t have to be karlnapity only :]

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Karl closed the book, running his hand through his hair as he thought about his plan carefully. surely, it would work, it had to. but was it worth it?

he wanted everyone to finally be happy. to bring peace for once and for all. he’d gone through hell and back; future and past. it seemed easy enough.

but it isn’t.

he looked behind him, the covers of the tales surrounding him. the stories he’d lived and seen. almost like if they were mocking him. laughing at how indecisive karl was acting, this should be an easy decision; risk losing the ones he loves, or have everyone be at peace.

letting out a loud sigh, karl walked backwards until his back hit the wall. he slid down and held his forehead to his hand. the headache getting worse and worse the more time went on.

peace or loss. peace or loss. peace or loss. peace or loss.

“karl? where are you?” sapnaps voice rang from above. the floor.

his eyes widened, he got up and shoved all his books into the chest, running up and starting to up the ladder until the trapdoor opened. Karl was met with Sapnaps face of confusion. “Karl? it’s been an hour, are you okay?”

“of course,” karl got himself up and moved sapnap far enough to where he couldn’t peak inside as he closed the door. “i was just doing some things- non important things that i got carried away with...”

Nodding to himself, not believing karl but deciding against interrogating him. “Okay...quackity made food by the way. he made birria?? i don’t exactly know what it is but it seems really delicious and quackity is really excited about it.”

“sure, i’ll be there in a bit, i need some books.” karl spoke, getting up from the floor and helping sapnap up. he softly kissed sapnaps cheek and smiled, “you can go on without me”

sapnap trusted karl. he nodded and pecked karl’s forehead after moving the hair covering it, “okay, but don’t take too long because quackity and i are probably going to down them all”

the two shared a laugh, forgetting as to why karl was in the hidden room. sapnap simply turned around and started to make his way out the library and back to their home.

karl’s eyes followed sapnap, his heart fell when he realized what he had to do. he ran his fingers where sapnap left the kiss, and thought about the countless other from both him and quackity.

He turned back around to the secret room and thought about his plan better. after much thinking, he knew exactly what he needed to do.

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quackity and sapnap looked around the library as they ran in, looking for karl once again. the two were out of breath, but had bright smiles stuck on their faces.

“karl?! karl!! we-we have good news!!” quackity called out, “you’re gonna be so happy!!” he turned around and signaled to sapnap to go up the staircase.

he continued looking around the furniture in the library. the seats in the far corner were empty, and didn’t show any sign of karl having to be there recently. his eyes looked at the mushroom, something drew him toward it. his feet took him closer, placing his hand on the stem of it as he thought about karl.

one of the loves of his life- he no longer needed to worry about the past. they could all live happily together with no worry of a war that could be going on.

sighing, quackity looked around it, eyes fixating on a brown note taped on the stem. he’d try to get it, but his height wouldn’t let him. “sap!! i found something!!”

the stairs creaked, sapnap speeded down the stairs to where quackity stood. confused about the note as well, “you think it’s from karl?”

“shit, probably...”

the two stared at it for a little. they didn’t know if they wanted to read it. the pit in their stomach felt at unease, but their heart told them it was important.

Dear sapnap and quackity,

you’re probably reading this because you have good news. and i can’t wait to hear it!! just know that...i had to do something for this to happen. i’m not supposed to tell anyone about this, but because you’re my fiancé’s, i trust you two.

as you two know, i’m not exactly like you guys. one of the things that separates us, is my powers. i couldn’t tell you guys this because i feared that it cause for realities to shift. but after during more thorough research, i was able to decide that after this i can tell you guys. as long as you don’t tell anyone.

i can time travel. and i used it to my advatange to figure out how i can save our reality. and im going to do exactly that. which is why i’m writing this down before i do that. because it did come at a certain price.

if i used my powers the way i had to, it would wipe my memory. the only thing i’d know would be what i did, why, and how. i would lose my memory about the people i’ve met- which included the two of you.

but one thing i know for a fact, is that i know that our love won’t change. you’ll see why later in the future when we look back at this. but i just needed to tell you guys this.

and becayse i know everyone will ask why i don’t remember them, tell them that i fell from a really high place, and landed on an enderman. sorry to ranboo for that one, lol.

please, promise me; you won’t tell anyone about this anf why it happened. i’ll be in the hidden room under the trap door, i will probably be sleeping when you guys walk in.

with all my heart, in all timelines, i love you both.

sincerely, karl j.

Quackity looked up at sapnap, who had the same shocked face as him as they finished reading the letter. tears threatened to fall down their face as they processed everything they just read.

their fiancé could time travel, and he gave up his memory about everyone just to have everyone live in peace.

that was such a karl thing to do.

sapnap looked at the trap door, scared to get close to it. his feet felt frozen to the ground the more he stared at it.

“hey, sap,” quackity spoke, “karl said that our love won’t change no matter what. and i have a good feeling about it” he attempted to soothe his fiancé.

sapnap glanced at quackity, biting his lip and letting his hand make its way to quackity’s. drawing circles on it to calm himself down, “you’re right. karl wouldn’t lie...”

“that’s the spirit” quackity lifted their intertwined hands and gently placed a kiss on sapnaps. “it’s gonna be okay sap.”

nodding. the two began to step toward the door, anxiety circling around their minds as they began to unlock it. the pit in their stomach went into flames while they opened the trap door.

they started to make their way down the ladder, each step down sending their stomach down as well.

they noticed karl was laying on the floor, hair on his face, with his left hand covering the lower half. quackity and sapnap looked at each other, and back down at karl.

“should we wake him up?”

“would that be a good idea?”

the two debated on waking him up, failing on noticing the sounds of confusion coming from the melatonin filled voice that belonged to their love.

“wh...what?” karl’s voice softly rang through. sapnaps and quackity’s head whipping toward karl’s direction. “who...what happened?...” he looked around, his left hand coming up to his head and rubbing his temple. his eyes finally locking with the two boys in front of him.

they looked heartbroken. no tears were visible, but their eyes were like the ocean, pulling at the strings of karl’s heart the more he processed their facial expressions. he stood up, once again; scanning the room before standing a couple feet away from them.

karl looked down, blushing red as the two boys looked at him. his eyes darted around the room and and took in his surroundings. “did it- did it work??”

“mhm” they said in unison.

he looked back at them, trying to distinguish their face. “i don’t...i don’t recognize you guys...who are you?”

it stung their hearts as the words left karl’s mouth. “we are- we...” the two failed, they looked at each other, then at the paper between them.

“maybe this can help?” sapnap asked as he handed karl the paper. “you left this the other night, maybe it can help...”

accepting the paper carefully, karl moved his hair and began to read it. the two fiancé’s stood there, waiting for him to finish reading it.

after a couple of minutes, karl looked up slowly with his mouth slightly open, “i- i- we’re all- we’re fiancé’s??” he curiousity rang in his voice, looking at sapnap and quackity with wide eyes. “the- the two of you...love me??” he asked, slowly letting himself sit down again.

“very much, karl,” quackity said, sitting in front of him as he brought sapnap down with him. “sap and i are so happy to have you back”

#dream smp #karlnapity #oneshot #fanfic

[frenchphobic]

long fucking post on why a c!dream is a shitty person and probably should not have a redemption because it is unpog

honestly i just want to refute dream apologists thats why im making this post. i think that dream as a villain is interesting but i think that trying to make him out to be secretly a good guy is just bad ngl. also /roleplay and all

tw for abuse and mentions of suicide

dream as a villain

dream is a villain. he is chaotic evil according to wilbur, deliberately does not stream to appear less sympathetic (and yet), and is set up as an antagonist to tommy who bears the title ‘hero’. dream is not a good person, no matter how you look at it or try to justify his actions.

‘but he wants to unite everyone to be a big family :((’ the ends dont justify the means believe it or not. having a vaguely positive goal does not excuse the actions you’ve done. it also goes hand and hand with saying dream is correct for punishing tommy the way he did because he acted up. if i socked you across the face and then suddenly said ‘sorry there was a roach on ur face’ does that make it okay? probably not i still punched you, enacting an unnecessary amount of violence. thats a very simple analogy i will admit and there are more complex comparisons. another example off the top of my head is say a child just scribbled all over you walls with crayons. would hitting them be a justified answer? if u said hes thats really fucked of u go seek help u loon. violence as a punishment is very toxic, just because it gets the job done does not mean it is okay. at the end of the day, you still committed this act and the harm you caused is real, having a good motive doesnt suddenly make it okay.

‘but tommy causes all of the conflict’ the disk war wasnt even caused by tommy, it was sapnap and then tommy got involved. and the reason why tommy even caused conflict was because of the discs, because he wanted them back. and most of the time there was a level of antagonism from another party, such as schlatt exiling him, dream taking the disks in the first place, dream threatening l’manberg. and if dream wanted to end the conflict so badly, why didnt he just give tommy back his disks? tommy upfront said everything started with the disks, so he wants them back so he could end the conflict. notice how after tommy got his disks back he has been staying out of conflict, apologizing to everyone, and the only bad thing hes done is try to scam people but everyone does that. this would have been the most peaceful option, yet dream chose the path that would further antagonize tommy which then draws everyone else into conflict. why did dream need to have leverage over tommy so badly? why did he want to hold power over tommy so badly? its because of control, and that’s ultimately dreams end goal. sure he wants a big server family, but would said family have a free will?

‘but dream is sad’ the thing is dream is completely at fault for everything that happened to him. he pushed away sapnap (and george ig). he tried to take control over the server and their possessions. literally everything that happened to tommy. literally everything involving ranboo. villains can be sympathetic, i am not arguing against that. but it does not mean that they should be left off the hook. that doesnt mean u should ignore the shit theyve done because ‘oh no theyre sad’ because it doesnt make anything better. dream had this shit coming for him.

now people also skirt around calling dream an abuser. which is fair ig, its a very loaded word. its much easier to say manipulated. that being said, dream can classify as abusive. and no, tommy is not abusive. abuse is about control and a power imbalance. dream has power over tommy, but tommy does not have power over dream, at least not in the way dream does. he’s taking back power to stand up for himself, dream uses power to control.

the reasons i listed for why dream is from the Domestic Abuse Intervention Project so if u want a source on that, there you go.

using coercion or threats: dream often threatened tommy, such as the pit thing and often employed violence on him. while normally this could be attributed to Normal Minecraft Player Go Smack. minecraft mechanics cannot always translate to real world since violence is pretty normal in minecraft however we also need to consider the context of the scene. dream gave an order, tommy refused, dream applies violence, tommy submitted. thats why its a threat, it has tangible effects that can correlate to real life.

using intimidation: dream blew up logsteadshire as a punishment. dream also destroyed tommys items anytime he visited. dream also hit tommy with his axe i believe. he killed mushroom henry, one of tommys pets.

Using Emotional Abuse: dream guiltripped the shit out of tommy for just hiding things and pinning the blame on tommy for just wanting his own private items. he definitely played mind games on tommy, pretending to be his friend. honestly i probably dont even need to go as in depth because it was so obvious.

Using Isolation: putting him in exile in the first place. destroying the bether portal so no one could visit tommy anymore. i really dont think i need to expand upon that.

Minimizing, Denying, and Blaming: dream in tommys stream when he got trapped said that exile wasnt that bad. he does shift the blame onto tommy for logsteadshire being blown up, even though dreams reaction was entirely unjustified for not listening and hiding.

Using Economic Abuse: see this is where i attempt to parallel minecraft mechanics to real life. obviously, there is no monetary system in place, so when i mean economic, i will use valuables such as armor, food, etc in place of currency. the idea behind economic abuse is to limit the victim’s resources so that they are dependent on the abuser and cannot escape. dream only really allowed tommy to have the armor he gave him while not giving access to armor so he does not regain a sense of power, and in the prison stream, dream holds all the potatoes which puts him in a position of power over tommy. this argument is more ambiguous i feel cause the whole minecraft mechanics thing is kinda weird so u don’t necessarily have to take this part in.

i feel like i need to emphasize this very strongly because dream is not a good person. abuse cannot and should not be a response to someone. its an awful mentality to have. i just want to prove the point that dream is not a good person, his reasons absolutely do not justify his actions.

what makes a good redemption

redemption arcs are tricky. when done right they are great. when done poorly, its a slap in the face. rn im going to establish a formula to what makes a good redemption with an example.

the most well known example of a good redemption is zuko from atla. first, its the magnitude of what theyve done and why. zuko did commit some shitty actions, since he was in a position of power in the fire nation but its because he is a child being abused and wanted to regain honor. zukos real awful acts was season 1 and the whole betrayal thing. thats not to say that zukos actions suddenly are okay, he did shitty things. but its something that can be traced to a higher entity or seem less malicious then the other villains. the thing also about the magnitude of actions is that there is a certain point of atrocities that there is no redemption. some people simply cannot be redeemed because the actions they commit are so ingrained in their character or the action itself has serious moral issues that it would just be wrong.

the next is acknowleding what they did was wrong. a genuine reflection on the self and analyzing what they did and why it was not okay. zuko realized what he did to uncle iroh was bad for example. he turned his back on his father, realizing he didnt and shouldnt seek acknowledgment from someone as heinous as him. its pointing out your actions and going ‘hey, this wasnt right i should not have done this’ and not even excusing ur actions. its also going straight for the root of the problem and figuring out to stamp it from the source. just because a character is sad does not mean they are reflecting, sometimes they are attempting to garner pity. it has to be direct and clear acknowledgement of the injustice.

and finally, an important part about redemption arcs is the actual redemption part. its when you make amends. zuko made amends with katara by trying to help her get revenge, he fought against the fire nation and tried to make things more peaceful in his rule. he apologized to iroh. an important part of the amends section is that it does have to be a genuine desire to change and become a better person, not to change a person’s perception of you. the thing is u cant expect a person youve hurt to forgive you. you cant expect people to be sympathetic towards you nor should u attempt to make urself sympathetic. u shouldnt be expecting a pat on the back or an award. redemption is about internal and character change.

why dream should not be redeemed

ive already established the key points to a good redemption (imo) but heres where dream falls short. his actions are extremely heavy so redemption may not even really be possible. abuse is not something you can wave off so it does cross to the point of fucked up. acknowledgement of what he did was wrong? all he said was that he changed, yet never explained why he changed or was too vague. he needed to label specifically what he did and bring it up. attempting to make amends? he’s been doing the exact opposite in fact he continues to manipulate tommy and ranboo. its not a genuine change. he is still repeating the cycle and has given no indication of ceasing. at the moment he does not have any signs of redemption.

and the thing is most of the attention around a dream redemption comes from either justifying his motives (which i do want to emphasize does not make anything suddenly okay) and because he is sad in prison sad face. these are not good reasons. its gonna pain me severely to bring this up but snape from harry potter does have some form of sad character ig yet he very much abused his authority to bully children as old as 11 just because he said ‘aight gonna die’ doesnt suddenly make his general bigotry and abuse suddenly okay there is a threshold. again im so sorry for using harry potter as an example none were coming to mind and i needed a popular one i do not like harry potter please dont say i do i would pass away.

and the last thing to consider is the audience. keep in mind that the audience is composed of minors and while yes there are adults, minors are the main component of the fandom. keep in mind that there are quite a few people who can relate to tommys character because they might be in the same position or have gone through his experiences. tell me what kind of message does it send to that audience that abusers can be redeemed. this is not a narrative u should push to this audience in these situations and the writers are seemingly aware of it. remember how in exile tommy spiraled into a suicidal mentality? consider how fucked of a message it would be if he just committed suicide instead of escaping abuse and attempting to recover from his experiences. tommy did an excellent job in not going that route and having a message of ‘it will not get better’. its the same thing here. victims are not obligated to care for or forgive their abuser, and portraying an abuser as sympathetic might fuck with the message a lot, even change their perception in that ‘oh, maybe my abuser was right, maybe they had a reason for treating me the way they did’. this is not to say that every victim watching this will internalize this message, but people also look up to these characters. there can be a degree of influence from the story onto oneself and thats the dangerous part.

conclusion

all in all dream is a shitbag asshole and probably shouldnt get a redemption because it would not be pog thanks for coming to my ted talk.

#dream smp #dsmp #tommyinnit #dreamwastaken

[moon-goddess-posts]

Hello everyone! This is my first fanfiction and I decided to write kaeya first because I just love him sm 😭😭😭😭 anyway hope you guys enjoy! Zhongli is up next. I'm also new to Tumblr so idk how this works LMFAO

Kaeya x Gn reader

Fluff, kaeya is weird but its ok cause he warms up to you, didn't proof read this cause it was 1am

You were walking around the streets of mondstadt, you always loved the night and decided to come out for some fresh air. Lost in thought, you were reflecting on your first moments here and how the handsome calvary captain gave you a tour of the city. You were an adventurer from Fontaine seeking to do research on all the 7 regions. Mondstadt was the first region on your list. You've heard most of it from stories on barbatos and how he saved mondstadt, but you'd love to meet the people and all the certain flowers that were around. You finally arrived at the front gate and the guards gave you a warm welcome. The city air was fresh and everything had a carefree warm feel to it. "This truly is the city of freedom" you thought to yourself and smiled. Having everything written down on your notebook, you decided to try out the foods that were common here. "What can I get for you today?" The women spoke as you came up to the counter. You took out your notebook and chose a dish. "I'll take one chicken mushroom skewer please, ah would I also ask for your name if you don't mind?" You gave a friendly smile. "My name is Sara, worker at Good Hunter! Your food will be right up. I see you arent around here." "Nice to meet you Sara, im actually traveling the 7 regions for my art pieces and mondstadt just happened to be my first one. I would love to know some tourist attractions around here, would you happen to know a guide?" It was nice to see a conversation going well especially since you were never really the best at conversations. But you wanted to hurry up because your social battery was draining fast. "Id love to be your guide" and unfamiliar voice came to the right and you shot your head to that direction. His appearance was definitely different from the rest of the citizens but looked really attractive either way. He was leaning against the booth almost giving off an intimidating nature underneath the layers of charming. "Really? That would be great, thank you so much! And uhm your name is...?" Depsite the oddness you got from him, you did your best to continue the conversation as normally as possible. "Kaeya, Knights of Favionus, happy to be your guide dear" his sudden pet name made you flitch but you pushed it off "So where are we going first dear calvary captain" you gave him a teasing remark as you smirked. He chuckled "well obviously I wouldn't be a good tour guide if I didn't show you the Barbatos statute first." "Ah of course haha" you gave him a nervous chuckle. "Is there any other reason you decided to come here other than to just "explore"" You thought he ease dropped on your conversation, and even so he still didn't find you that trust worthy. "Well I'm a pretty well known artist where I'm from, but besides just coming here to make art I also decided to write a few poems for each region. If you'd want I can show you my works" you smiled happily and his cold attitude started to fade just a bit. "You can show me once we get to the next place, feel free to draw me then too ♡" it wasn't the best first impression but at least he didn't feel as hostile anymore. You and Kaeya finally made it to the statue and it was more beautiful in person than your thoughts could ever imagine. Ideas started to flow through your brain on how to paint it. "Wow its so...." you were at a lost for words. "Breathtaking isn't it?" Kaeya finished your sentence and you flahsed him a small smile and nod. "Yeah it is, ill be sure to mark it down as the first place to paint. Maybe if you'd like, you can give it to the Acting Grandmaster as a token of my thanks for having me here" "Such a kind hearted soul arent you? I'll be sure to inform her." Kaeya patted your head and walked off, assuming he was leading you to the second destination, you started to follow him. "You should stop by the tavern Cats Tail sometime tonight, I can tell you more about this place and if you'd like, more about me," You saw this as an opportunity for more research on the area, and maybe get to know Kaeya a bit more, he truly was an interesting person, so you

accepted. "I'll be sure to make it around 18:00 or 19:00!" The next destination included a beautiful tree, lake, and another small statue of barbatos. You thought it was truly magnificent, especially how the sun hit the leaves all so perfectly giving it a warm glow. "This place is Windrise. Its often associated with love and is one of the most well know spot for dates." He winked at you and you looked away, not really sure what to do. "Is that so? I can see why. Its very beautiful." You did your best not to stutter from how flirty he was being. "This statue here is for offerings. You find anemoculous and you offer them to the statues. In return, you get a gift from the God." "Oh! We have on of those where I'm from as well, but its a different person." You weren't really sure why you wouldn't tell him where you were from, maybe it was because he was super analytical, or the whole predator with its prey vibe he got going on. "There are 7 types of statues that represent the 7 archons, would it be ok if you'd tell me where you're from? I'm just so interested in you." He gave a flirty smirk and you couldn't help but blush a little bit. "Uhm I'm from Fontaine, if you couldn't tell by the clothes. Its quite similar to Mondstadt, but I find it here to be more peaceful and calming than there." "Fontaine huh? I've heard people live the luxury over there. Very formal." He laughed a bit, part of him was right but it wasn't all that good as he was making it sound. "Hmm I guess you could say that, my parents were pretty well off but I can't say much about the rest." Your gaze drifted off to the forming sunset and you wondered if you should head back soon. "Ill head back, ill tell you more about the attractions tomorrow. Don't forget our date tonight deary..." He waved goodbye and walked off. "Deary.." you said to yourself, he flattered you very much but all of it seemed off in a way. You didn't think to much about it and decided to head back too. Your memories of your first interaction with Kaeya was over once you heard someone call your name. A familiar voice that was. "Y/n!" Kaeya called out. Automatically knowing who it was, you turned around to be greeted by a fine tall man dressed in blue tones "Hi Kaeya!" "I dont think its a good idea for a pretty lady like you to be walking out so late at night." He sounded amused but you were over it. "Oh cut it out captain, I know you were just swooning some girls a couple minutes ago." "Haha so what, you jealous?" "Dont flatter yourself, why would I be jealous anyway? Feelings like those are just a waste of time" you hated to admit that you were just a tiny bit jealous. You weren't sure how your crush on the calvary captain formed but it did and it didn't seem to be going away any time soon. Part of you thought maybe he already knew and he was just toying with you. Or maybe he was oblivious to it, thinking no one could love such a person like him. Either way, you still kept these feelings inside. "There's no shame in bearing emotion, love, its just our nature. And for a while I think you've been feeling pretty intense emotions about a certain someone..." His hand tilted your chin so you could face up to him. Shoot did he know? How was that possible? Was I that obvious? You thought to yourself, you weren't sure how you were going to get out of this situation. "I...I-its nothing that concerns of you" you broke eye contact but you knew kaeya wasn't letting up. "A lie to a lier is no stranger, but if you wish to keep your secrets then who am I to cross such a boundary." He back off from you and you started to breathe again. You wanted to tell him so bad. How much you loved and cared for him, how much you so desperately wanted to be there for him no matter what situation. You were willing to take risks for him if it meant that one day you would forever be together. But maybe you thought the image you had of him was wrong. You knew well enough his flirty nature was never sincere, and how he was hiding something much darker then you ever wanted to imagine. Even so, you still wanted your

thoughts of him to become right. So before he walked off again you mustered up the courage. "Kaeya wait! I, I do actually want to tell you something." He looked surprised now but intrigued. "Ever since we met, there was always something different about you. It always left me wanting to know more and over the years I did learn more about you. But then I started feeling these weird emotions and having thse weird thoughts like thinking maybe one day we could be together...or knowing the real you even. I know you say less than you lead on but I felt like I'd be willing to take extreme risks to know who you actually are. I feel so safe around you and I always smile at those good memories we have. I dont know if this is called love, I dont know fully what love is but you're special enough for me to be having these feelings." Thats it, you let everything out. Awaiting for rejection, you began to panic when the silence held for what seemed like an eternity, until you heard him walking toward you. He held your chin again and gave you a look you've never seen before. A mix of admiration, and happiness. He swiped his thumb over your bottom lip and you tensed up. "Kaeya...." Before you could say anything else, he pulled you into a kiss. A new feeling started to arise and your whole body began to feel hot. Euphoria was coursing through your veins and you felt like you were going to fall without Kaeyas support. He was so warm, so intoxicating. You couldn't even feel where you were or he was, it all just became a bundle of sensations and happiness. You couldn't tell how long you both had kissed for but you were the first one to pull away as your breath began to shorten. "As much as a flirt as I am, I dont do well communicating my actual emotions. So id prefer to show them through my actions. I cant say it right now, but I hope that helped you realize what my answer is." He pulled you into a hug and you buried his face into his fur jacket. Already knowing his answer, you breathed a sigh of relief

#genshin impact kaeya #kaeya x reader #kaeya fluff #i love kaeya #kaeya x gn reader #kaeya genshin impact #kaey

[hale-13]

Submersion

By Hale13

For the Summer of Whump Day 3 - Drowning

Peter never thought he would see the day where he wouldn’t enjoy fighting side by side with Iron Man but here he is.

Words: 1759, Chapters 1/1 (Complete), Language: English

Fandoms: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies)

Rating: Gen

Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark

Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark

TW: Drowning

Read on AO3 or below the line break.

“Duck,” Tony called as he sailed over Peter’s head to knock over bot that was sneaking up behind him. Peter rolled his eyes but dropped anyway to stay clear the the incoming repulsers blast; he had both heard the sound of the heavy metal steps and felt his Spidey sense tingle to warn him of the upcoming threat and was already prepared to web it to the wall to be dealt with later but now he was just lying on the ground like an idiot while Tony took out the drone. His mentor had been super overbearing for the entirety of the past couple hours that they had been dismantling the reinforced bots and it was really starting to grate on Peter’s already thinned out nerves.

“I had that!” He hollered up toward the floating Iron Man armor, paying no heed to the comm in his mask that would perfectly translate his words without the extra effort and strain on his vocal cords. Peter didn’t care though, it felt good to yell and blow off a little steam. He violently punched through the chest plate of the bot he was fending off and then shook out his hand once it was shot off the side of the Brooklyn Bridge – he had definitely busted a knuckle that time.

Tony zipped away to head off a few more of the flying ones above them and said a quick, “You sure did kiddo,” which made Peter bristle up even more. He knew that Tony meant well and was just trying to help but he still over interpreted the words to sound condescending and demeaning – like he was here for no other reason than entertainment. Shaking his head to clear it, Peter hopped back into the fight. Now was not the time to get distracted and over-analyze anything.

“Shit!” He heard Tony shout both over the comms and through the air as he took a hit from the surplus of Hammer Tech as he was knocked to the far end of the bridge.

“Tony!” Peter called, his irritation of before quickly overshadowed by concern. He hastily fired a web to swing towards his mentor but ground to a halt when Tony coughed out an “I’m fine!” as the brilliant red and gold armor crested the edge of the bridge in the distance to smash into the drone above him. “I can’t leave you over there with all of them alone!” Peter protested.

“Just catch the outliers,” Tony said, breathing slightly ragged in exertion. “Some of them are bound to get past me.”

Peter felt his eye twitch in renewed vexation as he relaxed his grip on the webbing enough to let it go. Tony knew that he was the target of this latest attack by Justin Hammer and was, clearly, doing his level best to keep Peter as far away from the action as humanly possible. Twitching from his overload of adrenaline, Peter bounced on his toes and webbed up a partially destroyed drone that landed a few feet away.

“How many we got left K?” Peter asked, eyes following the fight with the assistance of his suits AI.

“I’m unable to tell Peter,” Karen’s bright, chirpy voice replied through his private comm. “They are cloaked from my sensors. I can ping FRIDAY if you’d like?”

“No,” Peter said, petulant, as he replaced his web cartridges. “Don’t bother.”

“Sure thing!”

Peter sighed again and leaned back against the smoking car behind him. He hated being useless and he hated twiddling his thumbs when he could be helpful; and he was pissed because he knew that Tony knew this about him. His Spidey sense tingled up his spine but Peter brushed it off after a quick survey of the area – it still occasionally did that for no reason if he was amped up.

“Finishing up here, kid. You all set?” Mr. Stark asked as he soared overhead with three of the drones following closely on his tail. Peter felt his eye twitch a little but responded in the affirmative, trying to keep the frustration out of his voice – there would be plenty of time to hash things out with Tony after they were back in the Tower. As the flight stabilizers of the Iron Man armor faded off Peter felt his Spidey sense twitch again just a second too late.

Clearly, both of them had missed one of the Hammer drones somewhere as Peter fell to the ground, the metal arms wrapped tight around his waist and arms and locked into place. He struggled as he was dragged back to the edge of the bridge but couldn’t seem to break the grip. His logical brain was working through equations and understood that, with the lack of space to move, he would be unable to escape.

All these thoughts came too slowly, though, because it only took a few seconds before he was pulled over the edge of the bridge and into a free fall, smacking into the cold water of the Hudson moments later. Unprepared, Peter’s lungs let out a burst of the limited amount of oxygen he had been able to take in as water rushed down his throat and his struggles renewed. He opened his eyes and felt them sting from the dirty water, the sunlight barely visible the lower they sank. His HUD was lit red and he could hear Karen’s muffled voice in his ear as his body convulsed and his vision darkened.

His last thoughts as he passed out were of May and Tony and the overbearing pain in his chest.

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“Please tell me that was the last one FRI,” Tony begged from high above the smoking Brooklyn Bridge. He was sweating through the three-piece suit he hadn’t managed to completely shed before stepping into the armor and he was dying for a shower and a large mushroom and olive pizza from Mario’s.

“Area secure,” FRIDAY replied. “Karen has sent an SOS from the Spider suit – I’m sending the directions to your HUD.”

“Shit,” Tony cursed as he immediately blasted toward the opposite side of the bridge and the blinking beacon FRI was projecting for him. “Vitals?”

“Unable to read Boss,” the AI said. “The suit GPS is reading one-hundred and twenty-seven feet below the water directly under you.” Blood going cold at the implication, Tony increased his speed and broke the surface at high speed, eyes darting through the water to find the bright red of Peter’s suit.

Peter’s body was completely limp in the grip of one of the larger drones and Tony didn’t bother to unhook the two as he grabbed Peter and swiftly pulled him close before surging out of the water and back to land on the uninhabited bridge above him. FRIDAY helpfully removed his helmet as Tony activated his laser to release Peter from the drones grip, yanking the stretchy mask over the teenagers head. His lips were blue and his face pale under the bright mask and Tony crammed his unloved fingers to Peter’s carotid artery, heart sinking when it was still beneath Peter’s chilled skin.

“Fuck,” Tony cursed, positioning his hands over Peter’s unmoving chest and beginning his first round of compressions. “Fuck fuck fuck,” he continued, counting to thirty in his head before tilting Peter’s head back to clear his airway and administering two rescue breaths. Peter’s chest still didn’t move after and he felt no breathing so Tony took up another round of compressions. “Come on Pete,” he begged, tears beading at the corners of his eyes but he refused to let them fall and cloud his vision. “Not today. Not like this!” He gave two more breaths and had to lean back quickly when water gushed from Peter’s mouth. “There you go buddy,” Tony said, rolling Peter onto his side in the recovery position and patting his back firmly to help release the water from his lungs. “Get it all up now.”

“Tony,” Peter choked out, his voice sounding rough and warbling around his coughs. His lips were still a pale blue but were rapidly pinking as his lungs cleared of water and were able to absorb oxygen.

“Don’t talk,” Tony said, lifting Peter’s trembling body up to rest against his chest. “Just breath for now, ok?” Peter nodded as more water dribbled down his chin and he gagged, vomiting a mixture of bile and vile river sludge. Tony crinkled his nose in disgust but wiped the kid’s chin down anyways with the corner of his suit jacket. They sat for a few more minutes in silence as Peter continued to cough and retch before going silent except for the ragged gasps he was drawing in. “I’m going to take you to see Cho now alright? Just let me do all the work.”

Not waiting for Peter’s permission, Tony fully suited back up and cautiously maneuvered Peter into his arms where he laid limply with his head lolled against Tony’s chest. Tony felt his heart clench before taking off, pointing his thrusters in the direction of the compound.

“If I have to tell you to keep that mask on one more time,” Tony threatened, “I’m going to glue it to your face.”

Peter huffed, but obediently rested the oxygen mask back against the lower part of his face, his steady breaths fogging up the clear plastic and doing nothing to hide the look of exhausted indignation on his protégés face. “I feel fine,” Peter protested but Tony didn’t believe him. The kid’s voice was still raw and hoarse and he looked like he had gone a few rounds with the Hulk. Most telling, though, was the fact that Peter hadn’t yet tried to engage in an elaborate escape attempt from the MedBay.

“I’m sorry, when did you get you medical degree?” Tony retorted with an eye roll. “Dr. Cho is keeping you overnight on oxygen until your saturations are normal and starting you on a heavy duty antibiotic and breathing treatments. Do you want pneumonia?”

“No,” Peter answered, petulant but wiggling around until he was more comfortable in the bed and resting against the pillows propped up behind him.

“Then you’ll do as she says.” Tony said firmly, reaching out to run one hand through Peter’s gritty curls and down to squeeze the back of his neck. “Just give it one night okay? One night before you’re back out there figuring out new and improved ways to make me prematurely grey.”

Peter smiled and let out a chuckle before letting his eyes slip closed. “One night,” he agreed.

#summer of whump 2021 #Prompt: Drowning #spider man #irondad #summerofwhump #summerofwhump3

[victoria-daydreams]

Something’s Gotta Give

Chapter Three: Tea for Two

AN: Honestly, I should be asleep as I post this chapter, but if I delay this any longer I think I might rip my hair out (not really). If there are any mistakes, I’m sorry, it’s 3am and I’m bleary eyed. Anyways, thank you to everyone who has supported this story! I really didn’t think anyone would enjoy it but myself.

Chapter Four: A Frightful Dinner

Summary: What should’ve been a fun and simple dinner between Livia and Booker takes a dark turn when she discovers a startling secret about him.

Having a cup of tea with each other became a weekly ritual for Booker and I.

And from tea, sometimes we swap over to coffee, where I discovered that Booker makes the best coffee known to man. He always made my cup of coffee sweet, rich, creamy, and added a dash of cinnamon to top it off. It's so perfect, I'll never look at coffee served in cafes the same anymore. Regardless of the beverage we were drinking, Booker and I always made sure to bring food for our little get-togethers. When its my turn to bring the food, I usually buy pastries like eclairs, macrons, pain au chocolat, etc. I couldn't help myself, I've got quite the sweet tooth which Booker commented on clearly amused once he noticed the trend. While Booker opted to bring sandwiches and quiches, which were a lot healthier than my choices.

At first, our little “tea parties”, as I liked to call them always took place in my apartment, but as the weeks passed and Booker grew more and more comfortable with me, he invited me to his apartment for the first time for a cup of coffee. To my surprise, when I entered Booker's apartment, it was not shrouded in darkness like I previously believed, the space was actually well lit.

Unless, he had the lights on and blinds opened for my benefit.

But you know what, I wasn't going to complain about it. The mere fact that Booker felt he could trust me by letting me into his personal space brought me indescribable joy. Each week over tea or coffee, a new subject was discussed. One week it's about books, the next about traveling, the following about daily life, and so on. Truly, it was a very gratifying experience to see how our relationship had blossomed. Not too long ago it felt like I had to pull teeth to get Booker to speak to me or I had to decipher his body language to determine if he was even comfortable speaking to me.

But now, conversations between us flowed naturally.

However, I have noticed that other things have changed between Booker and I. Well, at least for me it has. As of late, I would feel my heart start racing and beat like thunder whenever I would spend time with him. I would find myself studying Booker's features instead of listening to what was coming out his mouth. My eyes would move from down his nose, across his cheeks, around his jaw line, and at his lips. Heat would always flush my face and down to my neck when Booker called my name to snap me out of my daydream.

I couldn't help it, from the jump I said the man was handsome, but I didn't think I would catch feelings for him.

It certainly didn't help that our hands would innocently brush against each other when doing simple tasks, for example, doing the dishes together. Or the way he would lightly place his hand on my mid-back to usher me into his apartment after we've came back from the market. I always felt like I was set aflame every time Booker and I made contact with each other. I began to wonder if Booker had caught onto my growing feelings for him, he hadn't said anything or treated me differently. But, at times I would feel Booker's gaze linger on me when he was supposed to be reading, like the time when I was detangling my hair or when I was drawing in my sketchpad.

There's also the fact that Booker brought me flowers one day when we were having tea. They were roses, yellow roses to be specific. He told me the roses reminded him of me because of their warmth. And don't get me wrong, I damn near gushed over the beautiful, sun-colored bouquet of roses because I hadn't received such a gift in god knows when, but I also had mixed feelings about the flowers. Yellow roses symbolize friendship and I was left wondering one single question.

Did Booker just politely friend zone me?

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"When I invited you over for dinner I was hoping you would actually help me make it," Booker quipped, looking over his shoulder.

I chuckled a little, "Hmm," I hummed, as popped the last bit of cracker that had fromage fort spread across it. "It seemed like you had everything under control," I replied, a smile on my face.

If someone had told me that by the end of this day I would be having dinner with Booker, I would tell them they were crazy, hell I might even laughed at them. Having a cup of tea with Booker is one thing, but to eat dinner together, it's different, more intimate. When Booker invited me over, I had just finished putting away groceries and was about to make dinner myself, but in stepped Booker. It was quite adorable when he asked to have dinner with him, in my opinion. He was clearly nervous, he stumbled over his words a few times. Whether it was because Booker is still a slightly reserved man, which meant doing this was uncharted territory for him or it was the possibility that he also had feelings for me was unclear.

I hoped for the latter.

"Do I now?" Booker asked, turning around and folding his arms across his chest.

My grin widened, "Undoubtedly," I said, with a laugh.

Feeling a bit of cheese on the corner of my mouth, I took my thumb and wiped it off before placing the speck of cheese onto my lips. Booker's eyes darted down to my lips and I had to force myself to keep a straight face as I felt a slight increase in my heart beat from Booker’s lingering gaze.

"Maybe it was just involuntary," I thought.

I picked up my wine glass, "But since you're begging me so much, I guess I have no choice but to help," I joked, standing up from the kitchen chair and taking a sip of the dry wine.

Booker faced the counter again, "Your kindness knows no bounds Livia," he deadpanned, resuming his work on slicing the mushrooms up.

I walked up to him and placed my hand on the back of shoulder, at first his body tensed before his muscles relaxed.

"What would you like me to do Chef Booker?" I questioned, my lips curving into a smile.

He rolled his eyes at the title, but still a smirk made its way onto his face, "Can you chop the broccoli please?" he asked, motioning to the vegetable to the side of him.

"Gladly," I replied, removing my hand from him and placing my glass down.

I moved over to the sink and turned the faucet on, pumping soap into my hands I placed them underneath the warm water, giving them a good scrub. Drying my hands on a towel placed on the sink, I took my place next to Booker and began chopping the stalk of broccoli.

"In the month and a half that I've known you, I've noticed a difference in you,” I stated, still cutting the broccoli up.

Booker glanced over at me, "Like what?" he asked curiously, dumping the mushrooms into a pan on the stove.

"Well for one, you don't look so haggard," I commented, placing my knife down and picking up the cutting board.

"Haggard?" Booker repeated, breathing out a laugh. "Wow, Livia," he chuckled, taking the board from my hands and tipping the broccoli into in the pan as well.

"Wait, let me finish!" I said, laughing myself now. "There's a glow to your skin. I can sense a newfound joy in you, an emotion that you believed would never return," I continued, and from the corner of my eyes I saw Booker still. "And your eyes," I breathed, shaking my head. "Your eyes always conveyed to me of a man who lives in silent misery. Your eyes would say what your mouth would not," I explained, my voice taking on a softer tone. "But now, I can see a small shine, a little glimmer twinkling in your eyes," I finished, turning my head slightly to look at Booker, who seemed to be stock still.

Silence swept over the small room, apart from the sounds of the vegetables in the pan sizzling and the wind outside softly rustling the colorful leaves on the trees. My heart began hammering in my chest, the elongated silence from Booker made me nervous. God, I hope I didn't say anything that offended him.

I cleared my throat and brushed the bangs of my hair away from eyes, "I don't know, maybe I've been reading too many of those poems you suggested," I guessed, chuckling while shaking my head.

A warm, rough hand covered the top of mine and my head snapped up to look at Booker.

"I guess, it's kind of hard to remain gloomy when you have a neighbor that is the personification of a ray of sunshine, annoyingly persistent as she may be," Booker teased, looking down at me with sincereness in his eyes and a small smile gracing his lips.

I playful bumped his arm with my own, "You love it though," I teased back, sticking my chin out.

"I do," he agreed softly, stroking his thumb back and forth across my hand.

The gesture sent shivers down my spine and goosebumps raised on my arms. Booker's exquisite blue eyes were locked with my rich brown orbs. The proximity between us was making it hard to breathe, all Booker had to do was lean his head down a little further and—let me not get ahead of myself.

"More wine?" I squeaked out, trying to regain my breath subtlety.

Booker smirked, almost as if he knew the effect he had on me, "I would love some," he answered, giving my hand a squeeze before removing it to work on the garlic bulbs.

I turned around, a grin on my face as I held my hand against my chest. I made my way back over to kitchen table, a slight spring in my step, to where a bottle of unopened wine was located. Grabbing the corkscrew, I jammed it into the top of the bottle and began twisting the knob a few times until the familiar and gratifying loud pop of a wine bottle being uncorked echoed throughout the room. It startled me, but at the same time a satisfied smile grew on my face until I heard Booker swear loudly behind me. Immediately, I placed the bottle down and turned around to see little red droplets dripping from Booker's fingers and onto the floor.

"Oh my god Booker!" I exclaimed, rushing to his side.

"It's nothing Livia!" he insisted, cradling his bloody hand as he moved towards the sink.

"Nothing?" I repeated, disbelief clear in my face. I moved in front of him and grabbed his wrist to show him the severity of his wound. "Booker, your palm is split wide open!" I pointed out, my tone turning frantic "We need to go to the hospital!" I stated, releasing his wrist and turning around to grab the towel from the sink.

"Livia-"

"Here!" I began, spinning back around to face Booker. "Use the towel to...." I instructed, but slowly trailed off as my eyes widened at what I was witnessing.

My breath began to quicken, becoming shallow as I watched the skin on Booker's palm draw itself back together. The towel fell limply from my hand and onto the floor with a soft thud. Slowly, I raised my hand and covered my mouth in horror as I watched tendon by tendon mend itself, and at that moment I felt my stomach lurch and a strong wave of nausea hit, forcing me to place a hand on my stomach in order to calm it down. The deep laceration on Booker's palm inexplicably became a mere scratch before the scratch itself simply disappeared.

As if Booker never injured himself in the first place.

"What the hell!" I whispered, my eyes still glued to Booker's his hand. The image of his palm knitting itself back together flashed in my mind, making me slightly gag. I lifted my eyes to Booker's who's face had gone ashen and was contorted with unease. "What the hell was that?" I asked, my voice once again not above a whisper, but the panic laced through the question couldn't be clearer.

"Livia, I can explain," Booker stated slowly, reaching his bloody hand out to me and taking a small step in my direction.

My eyes slightly widened again and I recoiled backwards, my back running into the cupboard. I tightly gripped the counter as I watched Booker's shoulders deflate like a balloon losing air, hurt was evident in his eyes at my reaction to him and a sad frown formed on his face. The silence was deafening in Booker's apartment, the only thing I could hear was the blood pounding in my ears. I slid my body along the cupboard, reaching down to snatch my coat from the chair that was next to it.

"I-I need t-to go," I announced shakily, avoiding Booker's stare.

Hurriedly, I moved to the door and made haste of the lock on the door, nearly yanking the door of its hinges as I left.

"Livia, wait!" Booker called, and I thought I heard movement behind me. "Please!" He pleaded.

My hands fumbled around in my coat pocket for my keys, but finally managing to grab them. I nearly sprinted towards my door even though it was only a short distance away. My hands trembled as I inserted the key into my door and jerked the key hard, twisting the doorknob and pushing my door open. I entered my apartment straight away and as I went to shut the door I paused, glancing at the apartment door across from me. Out of nowhere, the sound of glass shattering across the hall made me jump back, causing the door to slam shut louder than I intended it to. I slid the deadbolt lock into place and did the same with the bottom lock, leaning my forehead against the door, closing my eyes.

I flipped around with my back against the door, slowly I slid down the door and covered my face with my hands.

"What the fuck did I just see unfold in Booker's apartment?"

Chapter Five: Avoidance

#the old guard #the old guard fanfiction #old guard fanfiction #black fanfiction #black original character #black!oc #black!female character #booker #sebastien le livre #old guard #booker x oc #booker x reader #the old guard imagine

[obtain-this-grain]

“All of It.”

this is my first maplekeen fic! it took me like 7 hours, so if you like it, consider reblogging! its probably not the best but im proud and thats all that matters. please excuse any typos, i proofread like 6 times but still.

_______________________________________________________Argo crept into the dorm, thinking about his meeting with the Unbroken Chain. The group still needs much more information on Fitzroy. Argo hates going around his friends back but he’s sworn to his “hobby”. 

Argo tried his best to “tip toe” into his and the firbolg’s' side of the quarters, not noticing the half-elf staring at him. Fitzroy cleared his throat, making Argo look towards him on the couch in the common area. Panicking a bit, Argo started rambling. 

“Er.. hello Fitzroy! How are you, my dear friend?”

“I'm fine, Argo. Couldn’t sleep.”

Fitzroy tried his best to play it off like that, atleast. In reality he had been waiting here ever since Argo left, being practically torn apart by the anxiety of where his coworker could be. 

God, he hated calling Argo that. “Coworker”. It made his stomach hurt. 

“Oh! Good!.. Well not good that you couldn’t sleep but... You know what I mean” Argo replied, getting more anxious by the second. 

Fitzroy hides a smile at that and pats the couch next to him. Argo debates this for a second, thinking it would be easier to just go to bed and forget about this whole interaction. 

He gives in when he looks at Fitzroy again, this time at his eyes. The half elf’s eyes look so exhausted yet so beautiful, the moonlight coming in through the windows making them shine.

Argo drops his bag and walks over to his friend. He sits down a few inches away, feeling uncomfortable.

Fitzroy looks at him, somewhat admiring his face. Fitzroy wants nothing more than to just scoot closer to the genasi and lay his head on his shoulder. 

Argo looks down at his hands and at the coffee table, looking anywhere but at his boss. He feels, no, he knows he’ll break down if he looks at Fitzroy’s face after just discussing the half elf’s life to strangers who have no business knowing.

Fitzroy coughs a bit, perhaps trying to lessen the silence the two are sitting in. 

“So... Where did you run off to?” Fitzroy asks quietly. 

Argo is knocked out of his “trance” when he replies. “Hm? Oh well ya know, just some errands. Went to the library, dropped some books off. The usual.” 

“At 3 in the morning?” Fitzroy questions again.

“Yeah! Well. I guess the library is closed right now, isn’t it?” Argo states, slightly more to himself rather than the man next to him.

Fitzroy simply nods, his stomach tying itself into knots.

“To tell you the truth. I-. I can't tell you Fitz, I’m sorry.” Argo practically whispers the last bit.

Fitzroy’s heart practically bursts. It’s a lover, isn’t it? He knew he wasn’t for Argo. He knew it. He knew it. 

“Well” Fitzroy’s voice cracked. “I hope you had fun.”

This makes Argo look up at Fitzroy, seeing the tears welling up in his eyes. 

Fitzroy quickly wipes his eyes and takes a deep breath. “Hm, goodnight, Argonaut.” He says, quickly standing up and walking to his quarters, closing the door gingerly.

Argo finally breaks, letting his tears fall. 

“God! Why’d I have to join this dumb club? I just ruined my fucking chances! We were so close.” He put his head on his hands. 

Sitting on the sofa and sobbing at 3 am wasn’t how Argo thought his Friday night would go. He especially didn’t think it would be over practically losing someone he cared for. 

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Fitzroy woke up late that day, expecting everyone to be out and about. Instead he found Argo asleep on the couch and the firbolg sitting next to him on the floor, sketching some sort of tree. 

“Good morning.. bossss” the firbolg spoke without looking at Fitzroy, staying focused on his drawing. 

“Morning, Dr. Mushrooms”

“I.. heard you speaking wit.. Argo last night.” Bud added

“Oh! You did? I apologize we woke you.”

“Argonaut was wery... angry wit himself. After you.. left.” 

Fitzroy didn’t reply this time, he just internalized what Bud had said.

Argo started to stir with all the noise, blinking his eyes open and stretching. 

“Ermm good morning, Master firbolg.”

Argo sat up and looked around the room, seeing Fitzroy and staring at him for a moment before getting up and quickly walking over to the door, picking up his bag. 

“My! Would you look at the time! My blame taking class is about to start.” he stated, closing the door behind him.

Obviously it wasn’t, Argo just needed to get out of that situation. Fast.

“It is saturday... is it not?” the firbolg asked, confused.

“It is.” Fitzroy replied sadly. “God, I'm so scared I messed up. He probably hates me.”

The firbolg simply stares at him as Fitzroy walks to the door.

“I have to go, we’ll catch up later.” and with that, Fitzroy is gone.

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Argo is seated at a lunch table with Raineer, talking about the night's happenings but making sure to leave out the bit about the Unbroken Chain.

“And- and I fucked it up! We were just getting close. He was just trusting me. God, what am I gonna do?  I ruined it. I fu-“ he was cut off by Raineer.

“Why don’t you just tell him how you feel? You might not be able to tell him the whole truth but at least tell him your feelings.” She replied, taking another bite of her ramen. 

Argo kept rambling on. “I can't do that! He already hates my guts!” 

“That’s not true, I know it for a fact.” Raineer said in return.

“Either way, I can’t tell him. we’re- we’re colleagues!” Argo pauses.

His face saddens when he realizes what he said. They really are colleagues, nothing more.

“Thanks for the chat Raineer. I’m gonna go.” Argo got up from the table, tossed his orange away and left the dining hall.

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Fitzroy is sifting through books at the library. He normally isn’t here, but it’s the only place without people on the weekend.

He spots a specific book, “Kathy Easom's Easy Cake Recipes”. Grabbing it off the shelf, he walks over to a quiet corner and starts flipping through. 

Fitzroy tried to read. He really did, but was unsuccessful overall. He couldn't stop thinking about Argo. He couldn't stop thinking about last night. He couldn’t stop thinking about how much he hurts. He closed his eyes, letting a tear fall. 

He sat for a moment, simply breathing.

Fitzroy got up after a few minutes. He's got a mission now. Fitzroy was going to find Argo and talk to him. Maybe tell him how he feels, maybe just fix whatever happened last night. Either way it should help.

Leaving the library, Fitzroy went back to the dorm. 

The half elf stayed there for a while, till about sundown, when he realized Argo probably wasn’t going to show up. 

Instead, Fitzroy headed to the fountain. Thinking back to a previous late night conversation with Argo. He remembered that Argo likes to go there when he’s stressed.

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Fitzroy doesn’t find Argo at the fountain. However, he does find a bit of peace. 

He was the only student there and the sound of the water almost lulled him to sleep. If he wasn’t anxious he probably would’ve dozed off. 

Fitzroy sat at the fountain until the moon was high. The firbolg had stopped by earlier to check in, bringing him a water bottle, but he left soon after. 

Fitzroy wondered when he would go inside, if he would go inside. He simply sat alone with his thoughts and the sound of running water. 

The half-elf yawned, about to stand and head in for the night when he heard humming from the other side of the fountain. 

It was the fucking Thundermen theme song.

Whoever was humming had to be Argo. The three of them are the only ones who know the song in the first place, and it’s definitely not the firbolg. You would’ve been able to see him over the fountain.

Fitzroy froze, thinking of what to do. He could just leave, pretend he didn’t see the argo. That wouldn’t really fix anything, though. 

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Argo was completely oblivious to the half-elf standing on the other side of the fountain. He stared into the water, watching it ripple as he dipped his hand in. He sighed. 

“What am I going to do? I ruined any chance I have with him.” Argo spoke out loud. After all, he thought he was alone.

Fitzroy heard this. Straightening out his cloak, he strutted around the fountain (trying to look very cool), towards Argo. 

“hEllo Argo. Fuck.” He whispered the last bit, not expecting his voice to break like that. clearing his throat he tried again.

“Hello. Argo.” He said, calmer this time.

Argo was already staring at him in shock. How much had Fitzroy heard? Had he followed him out here? Argo was in deep shit if he followed him.

“Boss!” Argo exclaimed.

Fitzroy winced.

“Erm. How long have you been here?” Argo questioned.

“Sunset. I’ve just been here, chilling.”

Fitzroy cursed himself for that. “Chilling”? What was he thinking?

“Oh! so you’ve been here quite a while, hm?” Argo chuckled nervously. “How- how much did you hear?”

Fitzroy was silent for a few seconds before replying. He went over and sat on the ledge of the fountain, next to his friend.

“All of it, Argo.”

“Oh. Well then. I guess the cats out of the bag then. Listen-“ his words quickened. “I'm sorry about last night. I just really can’t tell you where I go-“ talking a bit faster, “I just really care about you and I’m so sorry I hurt you. I hope I can fix this, I'm sor-“. 

Fitzroy placed his hand on the genasi’s leg, effectively silencing him. 

“I- I care about you too, Argo. And I also wanted to apologize. I overreacted last night.” Fitzroy spoke softly, trying to calm the man sitting next him.

Argo smiled weakly, looking into Fitzroy’s eyes. They were just as beautiful as the night before. 

Fitzroy was doing the same, looking into Argo’s eyes. They were an amazing green tonight. Fitzroy blushed. 

Argo raised his hand to Fitzroy’s cheek. The half elf leaned into his touch, closing his eyes and sighing. 

Now both of them were blushing. 

They leaned forwards, almost touching their foreheads together. Fitzroy cupped Argo's face as well, his eyes flicking from the other man's eyes to his lips and back. 

“May I?” Fitzroy asked.

Argo simply nodded, leaning forward and kissing Fitzroy. God, he had dreamed of this moment. 

The kiss was beautiful. It was soft and passionate and full of so much pent of love. It was perfect. 

When they came apart they both took a deep breath, smiling. 

Fitzroy’s hands were on Argo’s thighs now, resting there. Argo's hands were on fitzroys shoulders now. 

Their foreheads leaned against each other and Argo started laughing. Fitzroy quirked his eyebrow, questioning Argo’s “outburst”.

“I never thought I would get to do that!” he smiled.

Fitzroy just kissed him again, this time shorter but full of the same, if not more, love. 

That evening they returned to the dorm, hand in hand.

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[lightskinrry]

SHE

Daydreams and lost love; a fine line in space and time. 

a/n: guess a bitch is back!!! sorry for the elongated break,,, I'll make a lil post about this and what happened to part two of if you're good... in a bit!! but for now, I hope you guys enjoy this little piece I wrote for the #FineLineFicChallenge hosted by the wonderful @tiostyles​ 💗

also..... I wrote this while I was really fucking high lmaodjnfks let me know what you think and im sending y’all so much love and good vibes as always x N 

Word Count: 1128

“In the beginning it was hard to tell where the sky began and where the ocean ended. It was deep and blue, and pink and orange and golden. It was the sun and the moon. It was crazy, insane, colourful and sad. Sometimes. It had a taste of strawberry and acid. It was intense and beautiful. Disgusting and painful. It was a glory in the night time and a wretch in the morning. I never understood why. Maybe because she was like the sun; shining, blinding, warm. I couldn’t look at her too long. 

She never seemed real but I could touch her, I could feel her, I could hear; when she laughed, when she cried. She never really cried, she’d pull away from me for a second, look away in the distance and close her eyes and she’d ask me to close mine. I would and I’d hear a melody and the wind, as if her sorrows were fading with the music, flying away in the sea. 

The sand was always hot and she would always bury her feet in it because they were ugly or because they were cold. Her skin was smooth even the hair on her legs and the ones on her low belly. She was soft and feral. She never stayed. I didn’t want her to, she was my secret. My little treasure that I kept to myself. And I think of her every day I do not see her. And I’m hoping she’s not lost forever, gone forever. You can only take so much rejection and heart break before it’s time to let go. But I could never let go. It was poisonous, infectious, sick. I feel like I was always drawn to her even when I didn’t knew her and sometimes I wonder if I ever knew her.

She said I was funny, beautiful and handsome. She said I was arrogant sometimes. She said I never knew what to say. She said I wasn’t alone in my head. She said she felt like herself around me. She said if I wasn’t British, she’d think I’m crazy. She said she loved me. Did she? Did I made it up when she said she loved the sea? Did she?

I remember the first time I saw her. As soon as she walked in the room it was electric; the atomes in the walls started shaking. She was walking on water. She was god. And it was the first time that I felt truly understood by somebody. I never felt that way before. Not ever. She liked to touch my hair and kiss the mole on my face. She’d listen to me sing sometimes, she once said that my voice was like soap and I never got it. The trails of colours she saw coming out my mouth made her think of rainbows. She explained to me once that it was funny that we called them rainbows cause it never rains here and even less bows. 

She was a bad kisser, she never opened her mouth enough and she’d always laugh when she kissed me. She told me it was because she was ticklish in the mouth. Her lips were soft and she always told stories of a time we never knew. Every night when we laid in the sand under the moon and the water would brush our toes, I would turn around and look at her look at the sky. She was nice. Sometimes we’d sleep here. Once it hit me; I was out there with her under the sky, on the beach and I was like “Holy shit, that’s what the movies are like”. It was like a fucking rom-com. She loved to dance, she loved it, she’d dance all the time. On a Tuesday, we started dancing and we never stopped. It was a endless spiral of her hair floating around and her hands on my hips.

The only time we slept in my bed, I couldn’t find her in the sheets but I could still smell her perfume the next morning. I was heart-broken. Not because she wasn’t here but because I couldn’t tell if she was ever here. It felt lonely. I wasn’t ready to be lonely again. Maybe that’s what started all this. Maybe the timing never worked and the clock stopped on us before our last dance. It felt like losing a love I never had and somehow it was worst than if I had it. 

She never said goodbye. She left nothing behind. 

Sometimes I’d see her in dreams where we live on the beach, and she sleeps in my bed and I pretend she’s still here in the morning. 

Sometimes I’d think about her smile in the middle of the day and wonder where she is. If she was a vision, I wish she would’ve stick with me. I wish I would’ve gone mad with her. 

I wish I would’ve gone with her. I wish…

I saw her last night, in the club in Malibu. Maybe it was the lights or the music, and no-one else saw her. But I saw her from afar and she was dancing and laughing. And I ran to her like I always do in my dreams but I couldn’t tell where the dream ended and where the reality began because when I woke up in my bed in the morning; she was here. 

And I pinched myself three times and I touched her hair and I couldn’t move because I was scared she’d vanish if I did. So I laid there for hours, watching her sleep. She was peaceful, so deep into slumber, I could hear her breathe. I could see the rays of sun drawing forms on her brown skin; golden patterns moving across her back, spelling my name from time to time. It felt like I stayed there for days before she woke up. When she turned around, I saw her eyes; sad and empty like she gave herself up just to be here with me. Just to fulfil my need for company. She said she loved me. She meant it. She said she wish she could stay but she belonged to the sea. So I set her free. I let her go. And sometimes I still hear her melody and that means she’s crying and other times I see her in my dreams and that means she’s with me, somehow.”

I looked up at Mitch for a second, playing the guitar. I took a long breath and I told him, “She lives in daydreams with me, now.”

He just scrunched his nose and scoffed. “Those mushrooms are fucking strong, dude.”

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