#now frog time is cancelled

[churipu]

CUTIE ! — JJK MEN & THEIR PARTNER WHO WEARS CUTE SOCKS

featuring. itadori yuuji, gojo satoru, todo aoi x reader

warnings. none :)

note. i was wearing this really cute pair of socks with very cute frog motives and just got this idea out of nowhere, i kept asking myself how jjk men would react with having a partner who likes to wear cute socks. also for requests, i'm working on them! so they will be coming out one by one anytime soon <33 (and i've been having a todo brainrot lately, we need more fics of him :(( )

ITADORI YUUJI. i feel like yuuji fanboys when he sees you in your cute socks, he clutches onto his chest and just thinks about how he got such a cute partner. and i feel like yuuji will buy you socks when he's out, for a mission, for a hangout, on a date with you. there will at least be one pair of socks that he takes home with him.

yuuji thinks about you so much sometimes he remembers what socks you have and don't have — and every time he sees one that you don't have for sale, he wastes no time in buying them for you.

"baby, look!"

you look at him dangling two matching pom pom purin socks, "you got that for me? oh my gosh, i've been wanting to buy them for some time now! how did you get them?"

"i saw these while i was walking back and immediately thought of you, so i bought it for you!"

yuuji just loves watching you wear cute socks, especially the one he buys for you. he won't stop in buying them for you in the future.

fun fact: he got you a box of sanrio matching socks so the two of you could match.

GOJO SATORU. absolutely. loves. your. collection. he treats them like his own, would gush over how cute they are on you and would try to look for more. gojo is totally that person who sees you wearing them and immediately tries to find the same motive with his size so he could match you.

he wants to match with his partner.

he is so that "matching outfits" type of boyfriend, loves it when you ask him to accompany you to buy more socks. i feel like he would literally drop whatever he's doing even if it's important (unless it's a mission) and just teleports over to you.

"okay, let's go shopping."

"aren't you in a meeting?"

"no, they cancelled." obvious lie, he just didn't want to be left out — he has to be in on it when you get your socks. and if you come home from somewhere with a pair, he'd literally break down.

"you.. how could you do this to me y/n? i trusted you!"

"satoru, i just bought socks! what do you mean?"

"exactly. fake people everywhere i go." big baby. gojo just wants to be there when you buy your socks. period. no more debates.

TODO AOI. have you seen his necklace? it's a picture of his idol and yuuji. but ever since he settled down for you — he changed his idol's picture to a picture of you smiling brightly. he's so in love with you it's cute.

and todo, the first time he finds out you have a cute socks collection was when you invited him over for the very first time into your apartment. and you were wearing these really cute dinosaur printed ones that managed to attract his attention.

and when he asks you about it, you told him you had more.

so now socks are just a daily gift for you, todo would go on missions and come back with at least two pairs. he's out there obliterating curses and comes back with the cutest gift for you (apparently according to his friends, he strolls around after the mission trying to find a shop or two and if he doesn't find it, he buys you something else). what a cutie.

"look, i saw these when i was fighting a curse. so i came back to the shop when my mission was done."

"...you scare me sometimes," you tell him with a nervous smile as he looks at you, arching a brow in confusion, "you're hurt and you still managed to look at cute socks in a fight?"

"anything for you, darling!"

© CHURIPU 2023 , DO NOT COPY OR REPOST ANYWHERE !

#jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader #fluff #jjk fluff #gojo fluff #gojo satoru #itadori yuuji #itadori yuuji x reader #jjk itadori #jujutsu itadori #itadori x reader #yuji itadori #todo aoi #jjk todo #todo aoi x reader #todo aoi fluff #todo fluff

[facts-i-just-made-up]

New Zelda Duplication Glitch!

It's hard to find what you need in Hyrule. Sometimes the frog you need is high up a slippery wall. Sometimes there just aren't enough bomb flowers. Sometimes you really need just one more Smotherwing Butterfly and not a single one can be found.

Here's how to duplicate an item fast and easy in Tears of the Kingdom's latest patch:

Collect exactly 25 of the item you want to duplicate.

Head to Wayansbro Grove in the depths and defeat the two armored silver lynels without losing any hearts to gloom.

Equip one of their 5-shot bows, reload and defeat them again if they only drop 3-shot bows. Note that this must be within 10 minutes before a blood moon.

Select and drop all 25 of the item, making sure not to let any fall in the surrounding gloom. If any of the items touch the gloom you will need to collect a different 25 of that item. You must drop all 5 sets of 5 within 2 seconds, so get ready to do some fast button mashing.

Ultrahand all 25 items together into a single blobby mass, then quickly enter up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, + to perform the glitch that will summon three moldugas. Do not attack the moldugas, just avoid them for now. Grab the ultrahand blob of items and carefully leave it on the tail of the northmost molduga. If the molduga leaves you'll have to restart the process (this happens 96% of the time, or if you equip the fully upgraded Hero's Aspect, 94%), but if the three moldugas begin to play hacky sack with the ultrahand blob, the glitch can succeed.

Call the Nintendo Power Hotline and request a "back-cancel." They will send you the forms to fill out in triplicate to mail to Nintendo so that they can send a "ping" to your Switch. When the "ping" arrives, press the square button exactly when the southern molduga hits the blob with its tail. If you time this perfectly, you will get an extra item when you pick up the blob. Previously it held 25 items, but now it holds 26!* Congrats!

*This glitch works ONLY on Bokoblin Horns.

#totk #zelda #nintendo #gaming #dupe glitch #unreality

[hornedqueenofhell]

Steddie Sick fic pt. 1

Pre s4 - Eddie is sick but doesn't want to miss Hellfire, until he collapses from his fever and the kids in a panic call Steve. Steve taking care of Eddie who while delirious calls him pretty and says he had a crush on him.

Eddie had been feeling off since he woke up, his throat was dry and scratchy and his body ached like he got hit by a bus. But he needed to maintain some level of attendance at the school and he was already pushing his limits so he downed some painkillers with a cup of coffee and grabbed his books and keys before heading to school.

He doesn’t remember if he managed to take notes or not, even if he did they probably wouldn’t be coherent. His head feels stuffed full of wool and he barely managed to keep down two of the crackers and the water Gareth insisted on nudging his way. When the last bell rang he trudged towards the Drama room to start setup, because of course he couldn’t just go home when he felt so awful, they had Hellfire tonight. He kept his head down, waiting for the halls to mostly empty before moving, and if he had to occasionally lean against the wall to get there that was his business.

A lesser DM may have canceled or postponed but he knew little Will Byers would be leaving them soon for California and that Wheeler, Henderson, and Sinclair were trying to spend as much time together as possible. Honestly it felt a little codependent the way that the others clung to Will, all of them insanely attentive to the smallest flinch the smaller boy let out. There was clearly a story there, one Eddie wasn’t in the mood to hear today. 

He got the minis set up and all but collapsed into his throne, everything hurt and the room was swimming a bit around the edges of his vision. He was breathing hard and shallow too, he needed to get it together. Gareth showed up earlier than everyone else, Eddie was fairly certain his friend could tell that he was under the weather. This was confirmed when the drummer pressed more painkillers into his hand and passed him a still warm cup of tea.

“You break into the teachers lounge?” Christ, was that his voice?! He quickly downed the pills and took a quick sip of the tea.

“You sure you’re up for this man?” Gareth asks instead, Eddie waves his worries off as he takes another sip.

“Yeah man I’m fine, just a frog in the throat is all.” It’s pretty clear neither of them were convinced by that but before his friend could protest or make him cancel the children arrived and the other boy was forced to retreat.

This wasn’t Eddie’s best game he’ll be honest. Between trying to sip the tea as little as possible in order to make it last and all of his npc voices still coming out weak and raspy he just wanted this session to be over. The kids were arguing and Eddie barely had enough strength to smack a hand on the table to shut them up instead of shouting at them. Will kept staring at him, intuitive little fucker he was, could probably tell Eddie wasn’t all there. Okay it was time to end this.

Eddie stood from his throne and tried to make it look like he planned it when he had to splay his hands across the table to stay upright. Black spots danced across his vision and he blinked hard several times to try and clear them. He shook his head when that failed and oh shit that only made it worse, now with spotty vision and vertigo Eddie had to swallow hard as bile climbed up the back of his throat. Just two more minutes damnit.

“Alright everyone, tha-,” he cleared his throat, why did it feel like he was swaying in circles, he wasn’t was he? “That’s all forrrr…” His knees started to buckle so he locked them, fat lot of good it did when they already felt like jelly. He straightened up to his full height and realized too late that was a very bad idea.

“Shit.” Was the last word that slipped from his lips before everything went black.

Pt 2

Follow the #Steddiefic Chronicles tag to keep track of this story

#stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #steve x eddie #dustin henderson #will byers #mike wheeler #lucas sinclair #gareth emerson #jeff stranger things #corroded coffin #stranger things unnamed freak #sickfic #emt!steve #steddiefic chronicles

[darkbluekies]

What would Edmund do with a Jester! Reader? *COUGH* asking for a friend 👀

Dance, my puppet

platonic!Yandere!king OC x jester!male!reader

Summary: being the spoiled king's personal jester puts a lot of pressure on your shoulders ... but what happens when he overworks you to the point of needing rest?

Warnings: unreasonable Edmund, choking, kidnapping, objectifying reader, mentions of killing

Word count: 2k

You hate how he looks at you. The way his icy blue eyes stare right through you as if you were nothing more than a piece of meat. You should be used to it, shouldn’t you? You’ve performed for him more times that you can count, but it never sits right with you. Every time he’s in need of entertainment, you’re brought out to embarrass yourself. 

This time when you go to the dressing room reserved for you, you can hear the door open behind you. You turn around … and there he is. 

“What do you want?” you ask and quickly add: “your majesty.”

“I want you to be the royal jester”, king Edmund says simply, cutting straight to the point. “I want you to perform for me only.”

“I wish I could, your majesty, but I have more clients I’ve already booked.”

He takes a step forward. 

“So cancel them”, he says. 

“I can’t”, you tell him. “They’ve scheduled months in advance, I can’t just … cancel. They’re high class families, if I cancel them, they’ll give me a bad reputation.”

“I don’t care. Cancel them. You’re going to be the court jester from now on.”

“Your majesty-”

“If you don’t accept the offer, I will force you to. You’ll be my personal jester whether you like it or not, so choosing the preferred way is entirely up to you, sir.”

You sigh and roll your eyes. There’s always been an eerie feeling after you’ve been performing for him. You’ve felt … dissected — like a frog or a fish. You only perform for him because you have to, he’s the king after all, but you don’t want to make it into a habit. 

“How dare you roll your eyes at me?” king Edmund scoffs. “You have a lot of nerve.”

“And a lot of stress, your majesty”, you mutter. “I’m honored that you want to have me as your jester, but-”

You don’t have time to finish the sentence before you feel his hand wrap around your throat. It shuts you up in an instant, and brings you at his mercy. 

“As I said”, kind Edmund says lowly. “I do not care about your other clients. I’m your king and you shall obey me, is that clear?”

You nod quickly. Even if he wasn’t squeezing his hand around your throat until you saw dancing dots, you’d not dare try your voice — unsure if it was going to hold. 

“You will cancel every, single event”, king Edmund tells you warningly. “Otherwise I will make your life a living hell. Do you understand me?”

You nod again. Your blood has gone icy and soon your vision has gone black. Edmund lets you go and you draw in a deep breath while stumbling backwards. You grab a hold of the drawer and give him a wide eyed look. Edmund walks over and pets your hair.

“I’ll see you back here tomorrow”, he says and leaves. 

The second the doors close, you gulp. What are you going to do?

From day that onwards, you perform for him every. single. day. If you come late, repeat jokes or show the slightest disinterest, you get a taste of the rat infected dungeons. You want to rip your hair out from the stress of coming up with new jokes, new acts, new songs. You’ve gotten a room a the castle and while you’re not performing, they lock you in and tell you to come up with something new for the next day. You’re not burned out, you’re run over, thrown in a ditch and left to rot. 

“He looks weird today”, the king mutters as you start your act. 

You can barely hear what he’s saying. There’s a wall between you and him. Your limbs are heavy and hard to move, your voice comes out in a sluggish mumble. The world around you shrinks along with your vision and before you know it, you’ve hit your head on the marble floor. Edmund stands up and signals for a guard to pick you up. 

“What’s wrong with him?” Edmund asks. “Why is my puppet not up and running?”

“Your majesty, I think he fainted”, the guard who holds you says. He touches your forehead. “I think he has a fever.”

“A fever? How can that happen?”

“I’m not sure. I think we need to get the doctor.”

“Go put him to bed.”

Edmund follows the guard to your room and watches how you get tucked in. The guard runs to fetch the royal doctor. Edmund stays … and watches you. He removes your jester hat and places it on the nightstand. The bells on it rings, mocking him. He stares at you. 

The doctor arrives and examines you thoroughly. 

“He’s overworked, your majesty”, he says and sighs. “He needs to rest. No performances for at least two weeks.”

“Two weeks?!” king Edmund bursts out. “I can’t go two weeks!”

“We can hire another jester”, the guard suggests. “Until Y/N is well again.”

“I don’t want another jester!”

“I know, your majesty, but for now there’s not much we can do”, the doctor says. 

Edmund runs his hand through his dark hair and looks at you. 

“Give him something!” he demands. “Some medicine, some elixir, I don’t care! He needs to be working as soon as possible!”

“And that ‘as soon as possible’ is in minimum two weeks, your majesty”, the doctor reminds him. 

Edmund grabs the jester hat and throws it against the wall. 

“Fine”, he says and turns to the guard. “Get another jester. They better be half as good as Y/N or else I will kill them, do you understand that?!”

Edmund has time to kill three jesters before you have the energy to leave the bed. The king runs to your room and slams the door open. 

“You can stand!” he says in satisfaction. “Therefore, you can perform for me!”

“Your majesty … I can’t”, you say weakly and sit down on the side of your bed. “I feel horrible.”

“But … you’re a jester … you should be able to crack jokes … and sing. That’s your whole thing.”

“Your majesty, have you ever felt tired of your royal studies? Your teachers force you to do more and more homework when you feel like you’re going to fall asleep?”

“Why are you asking me that?”

“If I could perform for you, I would. That’s what I mean. You need to believe me that I’m not feeling well.”

“How much longer is it going to take then?” Edmund almost whines. “I’ve been bored out of my goddamn mind these last two weeks! I’ve hired jester after jester, but none of them entertains me in the way you do. You have to get well quickly.”

“In that case, I need the right type of rest.”

Edmund looks lost. For once, he can’t buy what he wants, he can’t get what he wants in an instant. And it makes him crazy.

“What can I do to speed up the process?” he asks. “What do you need?”

“I need to sleep, eat and get some fresh air.”

“Fre- … fresh air?” Edmund almost chokes on his spit. “I don’t want you to go out. I can open a window.”

“I want to be able to change environment, your majesty. You’ve been keeping me locked in for a month.”

“Stop calling me that. Call me Edmund. It sounds so weird when you call me that.”

“Are you sure? We’re not friends.”

“Well, you’re my private jester. You’re obviously something to me. I’ll stop calling you ‘sir’ and you’ll stop calling me ‘your majesty’, okay?”

You nod. 

“Alright”, Edmund decides. “I will go out of my busy way to personally make sure that you get well.”

“Oh, uh, thank you … Edmund.”

For once, he smiles. 

“Shall we start now, then?” Edmund asks with his hands clutched together tightly behind his back. “What do you want to do?”

“I’ve been lying in bed for two weeks, I’d like to stretch my legs. Can we go out?”

“...fine.”

You walk side by side, wearing your pajamas while Edmund is wearing his entire costume. The garden is currently covered in red, yellow and brown leaves, there’s not a single flower left in sight. You shiver. 

“Why didn’t you bring a coat?” Edmund asks harshly, but before you have time to answer, he’s taken off his own and hung it around your shoulders. He starts buttoning it up. “You’re a clueless little puppet. When you’re not well you can’t even think on your own.”

“I’m not a puppet.”

“Yes, you are. You speak on command, you sing on command, you dance on command — what else would you be?”

“Sounds like a bird trapped in a cage.”

“At least you have nice feathers then.”

You stroll around the garden for fifteen minutes before Edmund decides that you’ve had enough. He grabs a hold of your arm and drags you with him. 

"Oh, please be careful!" you beg him. "My legs hurt."

Edmund halts.

"They hurt?" he asks. "Why didn't you tell me? I need to know everything if I'm going to be able to help you!"

"It's manageable, I thought it didn't matter."

"Didn't matter? Fucking hell, Y/N."

He takes a harsher grip on your arm and steps closer. You want to back away, but stand your ground.

"You are to tell me everything you feel, think and want", he tells you warningly. "You're my jester. My property. And if I want you to tell me something, you do it without fuss. That's how things work."

He reaches out his free hand to touch your hair, but you flinch your head away. Wrong move. Edmund pulls you closer by your arm until you're standing chest to chest.

"Stop resisting me", he whispers. 

"This isn't … professional", you mumble with your head turned away. "Stop."

"You're quite a thing, aren't you? Do you really think you're in any position to boss me around?"

You try to pull your arm away, but Edmund doesn't let you. He can't let you go. If he doesn't feel your warmth under his fingertips he'll freak out. When you fainted in front of his throne, he thought you died. He has never been so scared in his entire life. The thought of being without you sends him into a void he's afraid to never get out of.

Your attempt to get away doesn't succeed. Edmund pulls you even closer and wraps his arms tightly around you. You can feel his palm press on your back. He hides his face into your shoulder and breathes in. At first, he can only smell his own scent from his coat, but then … there's a small tingle of your sacred scent. It clouds his head and he brings you even closer to chase it.

"Ouch, you're hurting me", you mumble. "Your majesty, please let go-"

"Edmund", he reminds you without lifting his face out of your shoulder.

"Edmund, please let go, you're crushing my ribs …"

Edmund loosens his embrace ever so slightly.

"You need to go inside now", he says. 

He brings you inside, and back to your bedroom. Edmund tucks you in (rather forcefully) as you lie and watch.

"Now sleep", the king says. "In an instant."

You hold in your laughter. The king must be magical if he can fall asleep whenever he wants.

"What are you smiling at?" Edmund mutters. "What is so funny?"

"Nothing", you say.

His body language tenses. "What is so fucking funny? Tell me!"

"Fine. The way you want me to fall asleep in less than a minute amuses me."

He relaxes. "Oh, okay. Yeah, I suppose it could be taken … in a funny manner."

But you do fall asleep quickly, much to Edmund's delight. He sits down on a chair beside your bed … and waits for you to wake up again. You might not be able to crack jokes, sing or recite poetry, but your presence is all Edmund needs. Just being by your side is enough to make his day. Edmund lets his upper body rest on the bed right by your legs. Edmund shuts his eyes and decides to drift off to sleep. He can’t wait until his little puppet is well enough to perform for him again. But don’t you worry, he’s going to help you. He’s going to do whatever it takes to make sure you’re how he wants you to be. 

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere drabbles #yandere oc x you #yandere fics #yandere stories #yandere oc x reader #yandere king #yandere writing #yandere male #male reader

[harrysarchive]

Pleasing

Pâtisserie:

h.s.

pairing: tattoo artist!harry x baker!reader

summary:

"now i know my innocent lil bee did not just tell me she did shrooms with a woman old enough to be her grandmother." i snicker and she chuckles.

"you should ask her about the time we hot boxed her car!" martha yells and y/n's ears start to burn again.

"martha! we did not!" y/n tries to defend herself but a look of mischief gleams in her eyes.

or

another adventure with bee and tattoo artist harry.

or

a continuation of girls who drink espresso martinis

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘'𝐒

𝐏𝐎𝐕

"bee," i let a moan slip as the blackberry frosting melts on my tongue, "you're a fuckin' bakin' wiz."

i watch as her ears start to burn and a smirk covers my face, "tell me about it, i swear the only reason we have costumers is because of her baking and her ass." martha chuckles.

"martha!" y/n scolds the 68 year old lady, martha rolls her eyes as to say, you know i'm right.

"you got men comin' in here lookin' at your ass, bee?" i tease as she sits next to me.

"harry!" she whines digging her head into my shoulder, i wrap an arm around her waist and tug her closer to me.

looking around the cute bakery, a pastel pink covers the walls and little white cloud fish are painted on the walls. little frogs are decorated at the bottom along with flowers, trees and other animals likely elephants and loins.

"who the fuck was on shrooms while thinkin' of the design?" i ask causing y/n's body to vibrate against mine as she shook with laughter.

"when martha first bought the place i swear to god, it had shit stains on the walls," she started and i bursted out laughing, "and well martha, she was like you know what we should do? and i was like what, she was like we should come up with a design and then tear down the walls. so i was like okay and we tried to come up with one sober and it failed it was giving 90's diner. we didn't want that, it's so basic. so martha came up with an idea she was like, what if we do shrooms. and i was like eh why not. and that's how Pleasing Pâtisserie came about."

"now i know my innocent lil bee did not just tell me she did shrooms with a woman old enough to be her grandmother." i snicker and she chuckles.

"you should ask her about the time we hot boxed her car!" martha yells and y/n's ears start to burn again.

"martha! we did not!" y/n tries to defend herself but a look of mischief gleams in her eyes.

"y/n! you are a bad girl!" i exclaim teasingly and she gapes at me.

"i am not! 'm a good girl!" she huffs crossing her arms over her chest.

i take a minute to really look at her, her little apron has hearts splattered all over them, her big round glasses cover the apples of her cheeks. her hair's in a messy ponytail with her fly aways running loose. my hand subconsciously comes up to move a curl that's dangling in front of her forehead. a loud sound of an alarm goes off and y/n's eyes bulge, and she's quick on her feet.

"my scones are gonna burn!" she yelps making her way to the back.

"baby i gotta go." i hum as i stand, she quickly pokes her head out the walk way to the oven and frowns at me.

"cant stay a lil' longer?" she says with puppy dog eyes.

don't do that

i think to my self and frown shaking my head, "gotta appointment in 20 minutes bee."

"cancel?" she suggest and i let out a chuckle before shaking my head.

"y'know i cant." i say shrugging on my jacket and her frown deepens.

she makes her way over with a cute little pout a puppy dog eyes, she wraps her arms around my waist and nuzzles her head into my chest.

"don't want you to leave." she huffs hugging me tighter.

"christ pet, squeeze me any tighter ya gonna pop me." i choke out.

"can i come over tonight?"she ask with a giddy smile and i nod.

"yea baby, i'll come get you yeah?" i ask and she nods with a wide smile, then moving behind the counter again.

"kiss?" she muses and i smirk making my way over before being stopped by martha.

"employees only!" martha snaps and flicks my forehead.

"martha let him give me a kiss!" y/n scolded the lady and she shook her head before letting me through.

i grab ahold of her face before pulling her lips towards mine and slowly moving our lips together. i let myself to let go and bite her lip softly causing her to whimper and pull away.

"your a bad boy mr. styles." she says groggily smiling up at me with plump lips.

"not too much on my name baby." i tease with a smirk and she rolls her eyes, "be ready by 5." i say tapping the plump of her ass and she scolds me.

i walk out into the store area before waving at martha, "take care of ma girl martha! and don't do drugs."

"oh c'mon son, 'm no pussy. i got a blunt that's ready to be lit out back." martha teased winking at me.

the door jingles as i chuckle and i make my face go stern looking ahead. y/n runs out from the back and smiles at the woman and child, "welcome to pleasing pâtisserie, what can i get you today?"

a/n : this is how i start off writing LMFAO idk what to be naming shit😭

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[fandomwriterlover]

When they realice that they are in love

Leo

You are Leo's new best friend. The one person he enjoy to made pranks and watch Captain Jupiter movies; you two just clicked since day one. To the dismay of the other brothers you two were partners of crime (pranks). An instant duo.

So, for him, it was a bummer when you sometime had to cancel plans because of your family or becasue you were sick with a flu. In those cases he would come to your place through one of his portals to keep an eye on you and keep you company, it became an habit of him.

It were his brothers who pointed out that he was acting like a clingy-loving boyfriend. Clingy? Boyfriend? HIM? ... Now, could he? He did enjoy to spend time with you. And you are very fun and kind. You even encourage him and... bust his confidence up, making him feel good... But he brushed out those thoughts.

"Y/N and I are just best friends." "Riiiiight..." "Oh come on, what's the big deal about me checking on Y/N? I just love being with them-" Then it hit him. "LIKE! Like I LIKE being with... Y/N?" Oh... What? WHAT?! WHAT DID HE JUST SAID!? He escaped from his brothers merciless 'we knew it' with a portal, and before his face got set on fire.

Please, don't think that Leo is intentionally avoiding you lately; behind all his unbelivable excuses, like he had to feed Señor Hueso's apperently new pet or something, there's a bubble of anxiety mixed with fear placed in his chest that he is concealing it from you. What if you don't fell the same way?

Raph

Who's the best sparring partner Raph ever had? You. Not to offend Buddy, but practicing with you it's both great training and fun; specially when you both are fans of GhostBear and emulates his special wrestle moves.

One day, you did the impossible: you made Raph fall backward and pinned down him. It was like the time stopped for a moment for him, he was starring you as you where gleefully happy that you managed to have a win for once. Your smile and laugh... That bright in your eyes...

It was like suddenly his heart went-- BOOM!!

Thank heavens you were busy that week after that day, because Raph needed desperatly time to figure out why was he feeling so... So strange around you! It was like he was forgetting how to speak to you, his hand would sweat rivers... His fear stink was oozing out of his skin, and he didn't like it! He needed to talk to someone he could trust his issues, someone he could open up easily and seek for advice. Sadly he couldn't find Ghostbear anywhere, so he went to Splinter.

"... And since then I just feel weird around Y/N. And I don't know what to do." His father was already at the edge of the couch, having his son this naive about his brand new feelings was so much interested than his show. He managed to put his "sensei voice" and ask him calmly. "I see... Tell me, son, normaly how do you feel about Y/N?" "Well, It's my best friend.. And I like them." "Try to repeat that..." "I... Like Y/N." His father gestured him to go on. "I like Y/N... Like, very..." His mind gears rolled at last, his face were blushing as a tomato at the realitation of his brand new feelings toward you.

Donnie

It was perfect friendly relationship between you two: you can get help with your homework and assigments and he had a videogame multiplayer partner. You were in his ranking of people he can stand, right above Leo.

It was one game night, you two were online from your respective homes playing Teenage Mutant Punk Frogs (did you get the cameo?) at the last level. It took weeks of tears, sweats and tons of caffeine to finally reach this moment... And you won together! You both cheered from the mics and out of nowhere from Donnie's throat came a loud "I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!"-- It took a second for Donnie to process what he just said and go out of the game.

Don't get upset if the turtle don't answer your calls, the poor boy was being a wreking mess right now. He couldn't concive what he just said! Of course he would say "I love you" to his family and friends when he feel excited or when he (rarely) wants to express his feelings... But saying it to you... Something in him felt too different.

His first reason of why was because... Something was wrong with him. So he run some test of himself: blood pressure, temperature, brain CAT... He even programated Sheldon to monotorice his vitals and signals, even his brain waves. And by the passing day, everything was apperently normal. He sighed as relief, thinking that maybe it was the rush of the game and the excessive caffeine.

He called you back apologizing about yesterday. Of course you did, and you tell him that you were so happy when you both aced the game together. And that he was great. "Your heart beat as quicked." Suddenly Sheldon voice appeared. You asked what was that. "Huh, NOTHING! I've updated Sheldon and... He is STILL in downlanding process!" He was getting nervous, a mostly because he was indeed felling his heart beat faster than usual. "Your pituitary gland is segreating hormones-" And with a crashing sound he hang out. So... Yep, to his dismay, the diagnosis was this: He's in love.

Mikey

There's nothing more that Mikey loves than making new friends, and you became his brand new friend since minute one. He invite you to skateboard, to walk over the mystic city, the rooftops... And if you have any artist vibe, boy he would excited!

You spend mostly of the time drawing and painting together; trying new techniques and tricks. Also portraits of the rest of the gang and each other. Mikey you paint you colorful, because you always end up with paint stains over your face. He thinks it's a good trait of you. Later at night he would dradle a little more before going to sleep... And somehow, he started to draw you.

It started with a simple emoji of your face with your usual hairstyle. He did nailed it. He also remembers your clothing style. Your accesories. The size of your hands and the color of your fingernails. The color you eyes... Your eyelashes... Your smile... Your lips... "Orange! Lights out and go to sleep!!" His father's voice snapped out of that trance, unconsciously closing his sketch book. He opened it again... Gosh, WHY DID HE DRAW YOU SO MUCH?!

He couldn't get even a blink the whole night! And when you ask him if he was alright, he just tense up and try to hide his tireness. Since when does he feel tense around you?! You're one of his best friends! His most caring and adorable friend... Who has tons of drawing of you all detailed... and hearts around you. Last time you saw him his face were getting red and sweaty. "I GOTTA GO!" And runaway.

He hide inside his shell the whole day in his room. His brothers eventually comes to see what was wrong with their baby brother; Raph would be soflty ask, Leo would be more teasing, Donnie would peek at his phone... And then he noticied the sketch book. "Huh, what do we have here-" Like a thunder beast, Mikey jumped over Donnie and snatched the drawings off his hand. Safe, he thought. But his brother had one page of the drawings... And the other bothers took a peek too. "Ooooooooohhh~" And Mikey kept hidden on his shell for two weeks.

#rottmnt x reader #rise of the tmnt #rise!leo x reader #rise!raph x reader #Rise!Donnie x reader #rise!mikey x reader #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of tmnt #rottmnt

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Uncertainty II

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hello yall this is pt 2 of this!

Din Djarin x fem!Reader

wc: 3,090

Summary: You are confused, you're always confused around him. He's always on your mind and you don't know why. You hate it. You always put a bit more effort around him. You want to impress him and you don't know why. Maybe it is because he's so irritating.

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Info/Warning: angst, fluff, suggestive material (teeny tiny part not a lot), argument, an oc makes an appearance. lmk if I forgot anything. remember when i write i always have poc in mind, especially black women.

enjoy

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So, he’s amazing…that’s all you have to say. He’s absolutely perfect and it doesn’t get any better. You know that absolute perfection is basically impossible but if anyone is perfect, it's him, you want him to be here forever. 

His big eyes and green face are the most adorable things created by the Maker. Even though he has wrinkles and the fact that he has hair but is bald at the same time, he’s still cute. You feel like during these two weeks something changed in you because you immediately wanted to keep him forever.   

If this child was a flower, he would have bloomed overnight. You watch as he makes himself comfortable in your home, making a fort with pillows to sleep on the floor. You watched as he played with the trinkets you had lying around. He tried to bring live frogs into your home, which gave you a mini heart attack from reacting quickly to get the slimy amphibian from your home, as gross as that was at least he was comfortable to try. 

Not only did he grow comfortable with you, but with your other students and kids that you taught. You told the Mandalorian during the day the child would accompany you to the school. He would sit in on the classes where you would teach him with the other children and pack him lunches so that he could eat during breaks.

The Mandalorian dared to disagree with you, to suggest that you cancel two weeks of school so you can focus entirely on the kid. “First of all, you’re not the only one with responsibilities, my students are also my responsibility. Second, I’ve taken care of children since I was still merely a child and it might do him some good to spend time with other kids.” You told the Mandalorian, now extremely irritated, he didn’t trust you and now he’s trying to tell you what to do.

You’re glad the Mandalorian reluctantly agreed because per usual, you were right. He made friends immediately; all of your students loved him. The child became more talkative, even though no one could understand him, he was a social butterfly. He made friends and played with them, ate with them, and learned with them. 

When you woke, you were excited. Today was the day the Mandalorian will return, and you’re buzzing with excitement. Definitely not because you want to see him, you’re just excited to share with him how well his son did, how much he grew in two weeks. You want to tell him, suggest to him that while he’s on Nevarro the child should be enrolled in school. 

You get up from your small bed and start your morning routine. This morning is different, this morning you put in a bit more effort and you don’t know why. Why do look at your face a little more closely this morning? It's definitely not because of that feeling you get whenever you are around him. 

You think back to the day when he dropped off the child.

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“Thank you for watching him…” he says in an uncertain tone. That irritated you, you feel like he thinks you’re incompetent. He’s always given off those “vibes”. Maybe he hates you? Maybe he thinks, you’re not skilled enough to watch his son? He’s always sent you these mixed signals. 

“It’s not a problem,” you said annoyed.

“Remember to watch him, don’t let him put anything in his mouth, don’t let strangers near him, and if anything goes wrong call me, my transceiver is always on. My transceiver code is 7 -”

“-75292MRC?” you cut him off, he’s told you all this at least four times, and you resist the urge to roll your eyes. 

“Um yes that’s right…” he’s said followed by an awkward silence. 

“And um…thank you, I’ve never left him alone this long before so I apologize if I’ve been… irritating.” He says, sounding shy.

You feel bad now, what’s wrong with you? Of course, he’s skeptical of you, you would be the exact same way if you had to leave your child alone with someone you barely knew for so long. You’re about to apologize but then he takes both of your hands and you go mute.

“Thank you… sincerely. I know you do a lot for the children here so I’m so grateful you agreed to watch my son.”

You’re stunned and all you can do is nod to him. Before he lets go of your hands, he gives them a gentle squeeze. He walks over to his son and talks to him with a stern tone before giving him a hug, probably telling him to behave. He picks up his son and walks back to you and you feel your heart racing. He hands you his son and you jut out your hip to carry him on your side. 

Even though you can’t see his eyes, you feel like he looks you up and down. He stares at you for a second before he finally says goodbye to you, and you’ve never felt so warm from someone just saying your name. And you stare as he walks off.

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You put more effort this morning, you do your makeup with a little bit more focus. You try to accentuate your features, like your lips. You add a nice dark outline to them, adding a nice neutral color to the middle. You add a little color to your eyes, making them darker with a bit of brown pigment, you feel you look natural but different. You unwrap the scarf you put on your head last night. You were excited, so excited that you prepped your hair to be styled in the morning. You spend the rest of your morning styling your hair, taking your time instead of just wrapping your hair in a scarf and calling it a day.

You put on a brown wrap dress that was the color of Caf. The dress had a low-cut V-neck, definitely lower than you're used to wearing. It has long flowy sleeves that are wide at the end. The dress is long and you pair it with some boots. You add some jewelry and finish by admiring yourself in the mirror. 

You even go as far as wanting to spray a bit of perfume. You look at your perfumes “Which would he like?” you ask yourself. You internally cringe because who cares which he would like, you for sure don’t. You settle on your favorite, a warm and mature perfume that you haven’t worn in a while. You usually spray this perfume when you go out with your friends or on special occasions, today feels like a special occasion. 

When you finish spraying, the baby monitor goes off. The child is up and whining, he's definitely hungry. You need to make him some breakfast and soon, if you learned anything in the couple of weeks it's that this child can eat. You prepare a full breakfast, a traditional breakfast from your home planet Lah’mu. 

You get sentimental while cooking food from your home. You make a traditional grain and you top it with an assortment of vegetables that look like the ones you grew on your family farm. You top it off with three large eggs. 

You talk to the kid while you cook, and ask if he’s excited to see his dad. You tell him about the food you’re making, you tell him the origin. You tell him what ingredients to use like which vegetables are necessary, which rice grain is best, and which seasoning must be added. You know he can’t understand you but it’s nice to have someone to talk to. You finish his food and serve it to him. 

“Enjoy cutie, should I make more for your da-” Before you can finish you are cut off by a deep groaning sound coming from your kitchen sink. You rush over to inspect the sink and open the bottom cabinet to look at the pipes. You have a leak. Now you’re irritated. Irritated by the problems you get from owning an old home. The creaky floors that make it impossible to sneak up on anyone, the outdated appliances that require older parts when being fixed, the uneven stair steps inside and out of the house, and now a leaking kitchen sink pipe. 

“Kriff!” you curse to yourself, looking for a bucket to place under the sink. When you place the bucket under your sink you search for your transceiver. You start to dial the

number by memory but before you hit ‘Enter’ you hesitate, it takes you a second but if you want this to be fixed you need to call.

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 “Thank you for coming, I know it's short notice and you usually need to make an appointment so I'm sorr-”

“Don’t worry about it Mama” he cuts off your rambling with a wink and a cocky smile.

Mazian Xorsson, you’ve known him for a long time now, he’s definitely…interesting. He’s around your age. He’s very tall and you always see his physique under the tight black shirts he always wears. He has short buzzed hair that is a nice golden blond color and light skin. He had dark deep brown eyes and you’ve always had a thing for deep brown eyes. 

He’s nice to you at least, he's a bit cocky and a big flirt however he's very considerate and funny. He was one of the first people you met when you moved to Nevarro. He helped you move and spent time with you when you felt lonely. When you first met, you asked what he did for work, he told you a little bit of anything, he was a handyman and plumber, and he even knew a good amount about fixing ships. Those were good jobs but that never explained why he always seemed to have money. He made you nervous in a good way, but not the same the Mandalorian made you feel. 

 You internally want to beat yourself up because why are you thinking about the Mandalorian right now. You literally have a tall and handsome man in your house right now. 

 “How much do I owe you?” You ask going to get your wallet.

 “C’mon, you know you don’t owe me anything,” he says with a smile

 “Pleaseeeee Maz, I didn’t pay you when you fixed the fresher! Let me pay you” you whined

 “You can pay me with a kiss,” he says with a wink and turns his cheek to you.

You roll your eyes and begin to walk away, not before saying “You're such a flirt” You go to the kitchen and see that the baby has finished his food already and he looks at you with a giggle. You pick him up and take him out to the family room walking past Maz as he walks into the kitchen with all his tools. 

You sit and you wait for the Mandalorian, your knee is bouncing and you don’t know why. The kid is in your lap playing with the belt of your wrap dress as you zone out waiting for the Mandalorian. 

You jolt when you hear a knock at the door and run to the door with the baby in your arms. You check the peephole and see a ‘T’ shaped visor looking around your front porch. You give yourself a second to try and catch your breath but you open the door when you see he is going to knock again

 “Hi,” you say breathlessly.

“Good morning,” he says back.

 “Come in,” you say and move to the side so he can step in. He goes to sit down on the deep armchair you have that’s facing the couch. He sits down and adjusts himself by spreading his legs, wide. You look at his thick armored thighs and you feel like you're being disrespectful. You shake those thoughts out of your mind and walk close to him to hand him his adorable son. 

“He did such a wonderful job, you have such a great baby,” you tell him with a big and bright smile on your face. You tell him how he made friends and how talkative he has become even though you can't understand him. You tell him about the things you tried to teach him and how well of a learner he is. You told him how good he ate and all the new foods he tried, for some reason, he’s not a fan of poultry but a big fan of red meats and eggs. He's an angel and you made sure to remind Mando of such. 

“Maybe when you’re here… he can come over or visit the school?” you say quite shyly.

“Yeah maybe, I think he'd like that…” he replies

You try to suppress your smile, excited not only to spend time with the kid but also to see the infamous Mandalorian more often.

“Alright, I’m all done but I’m still waiting for that ki-… oh I didn’t realize you’re having guests,” Maz says as he enters the room and sees the Mandalorian. You and Mando both stand but the Mandalorian stays and watches as you walk over to the man.         

You walk over to your purse and find your wallet to give him the credits. “Here, this is all I have but I should have more by the end of the month”.

“It’s all good, don’t worry about it” Maz replied

You both went back and forth for a few minutes and you could feel the Mandalorian staring at you. You finally give up and thank Maz for his work, you see him out and give him a hug before he leaves.

Awkward. That’s how you felt, that’s how the room felt.

“Anyway, how wa-”

“Who was that?” he said, his voice stern and serious. He said it like he knew the answer.

“My friend, Maz… my sink broke so I called him to fix it.” You said and you hated that you sounded so nervous.

“I thought I told you, no strangers. “He said, he took a step closer to you.

“You did, he’s not a stranger”

“He’s a stranger to me”

“Everyone’s a stranger to you, he’s my friend and I trust him,” You told him with an attitude, ‘why is he always questioning you like a child’ you thought to yourself. 

“I asked you to watch my son and you can’t follow some simple rules”

You’re pissed. You’re mad and you feel disrespected. “Why are you treating me like a child, I followed your rules and I would never let a stranger near your child, let alone in my damn house. I’m not an idiot so stop treating me like one.”

“Stop acting like one. Why can’t you follow some simple rules?  Do you think I’ll ever let you watch my kid again?” He argued.

That broke your heart. You only spent two weeks with the kid and now you are already attached. Fine. 

“Fine, you’re right. I’m an idiot, I’m a idiot. So, you’re right, you happy?” You ask, you’re so upset.

“Yeah”. He says, he sounds cocky and you hate it.

“Get out.” You’re done, he crossed the line and now you're pissed off. You go to get all of the child stuff. You shove everything in a bag. You’re angry and when you’re done you throw the bag at the Mandalorian feet. 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t me-”

“I don’t care, get out. Now.” You say and you watch as the Mandalorian grabs the bag and walks out the front door. He turns around like he’s about to say something but you shut the door.

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You ignore him. You can possibly seem to understand why he keeps trying to talk to you. He’s made his point clear, and you’ve accepted it. He’s dropped off the kid to the school for a couple of hours but you know he’s close by. Every time he comes to pick the child up, he tries to talk and you ignore him. 

Maybe you’re petty, it has been a whole week and you can’t stop thinking about it. You’re currently wrapping your hair, trying to complete the final step of your nightly routine but you’re distracted.

Every time you do think about the incident your mind wanders. First, you think about the times he tried to talk to you after the incident. Then you think about the time he asked you to watch his son and he held your hands, or the time he helped you down the steps of your home and held your hand. 

Your mind wanders even more, you think about when he came to pick up the child. He sat down and spread his legs. You think about that a lot, late and night, and imagine his gloved hands on your body. You imagine sitting between his spread legs.

There’s a knock at the door, and your thoughts and routine are interrupted as you pause. You listen to make sure you heard that right. You finish wrapping your hair quick and you go to the front door. 

You rush to the front door and look out the peephole. There is no one there, not even on the street below and you are now on edge. Maybe today is the day you get kidnapped and die and with that thought in mind, you open the door. You look out and no one is there but before you close the door something on the floor catches your eye.

Flowers.

Your favorite flowers to be more specific. Skeleton flowers in a dark green vase with a red ribbon attached to it. You take the flowers inside and set them on the small dining room table. There’s a note attached to the vase and you’re surprised that you're a little excited to open it. You open the note and all it reads is:

I’m sorry, forgive me.

-M

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next part will be mando's pov lol

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GRWM to participate in a life or death brawl!

platonic!Johnny Cage x platonic!gen-z!reader; neutral!Kenshi Takahashi x neutral!reader; platonic!Raiden x platonic!reader; platonic!Kung Lao x platonic!reader; platonic!Lui Kang x platonic!reader

@one-green-frog @whore-of-many-hot-men xox

thank you guys for showing love to my very first piece! i look forward to providing you with as much content that i can pump out! now that i’ve essentially finished the general background info, I’m gonna try to follow the storyline as closely as possible while also developing the lore for !reader. bear with me pls! don't know about any relationships taking place, but that may change. anyway, enjoy! xox

“hey guys! welcome back to my channel! as you all know, johnny and i decided to take a little vacation in between some of his big projects. that doesn’t mean that you miss out on all the action though so here’s a quick little get ready with me in this rehab facility he checked us into!” you poke your tongue out and shoot a peace sign to the camera before turning it around and showing the beautiful scenery of the monk academy.

“y/n! check this shit out!” johnny wails, he began showing his improved skills by throwing punches at a wooden dummy and with an uppercut, knocked the head a good 5 yards away. 

you whistle and track the trajectory of the dummy head with your phone. you’d managed to ration out your battery life despite filming and posting an abundance of johnny’s new life of martial arts. 

johnny runs over after to see the video for himself and as you play it back for him, he notices someone looking on with great disdain. 

“kenshi, man! I’m telling you, if you wanna piece, all ya gotta do is ask.” he makes a show of it by flexing his arms and posing as if he was back on the red carpet. 

kenshi rolls his eyes and lets out a puff of air, “i dont want anything you have to offer, john.” he crossed his arms and turns his attention toward the other guys that lui kang recruited to be the power rangers of earthrealm. 

you learned that kung lao and raiden were their names. you had to stop johnny from getting himself cancelled as he tried to make references to Godzilla when the men clearly were not of that origin. but they were cool people, you’d have to make a mukbang with them one day for sure. you paused, realizing you were no better in terms of geography.

“oh really? not even sentō?” speaking of being an antagonistic asshole, johnny removed the sword from his back and waved it around, trying to perform swift and severe moves as a ninja would. he made it a goal to make the sounds as well. 

you just stood at the ready, phone already recording and the sound picking up the popping of bubblegum in the background. a week in and you traded in your black flats and pantsuit for the same training attire that the guys were wearing. you were by no means throwing any punches, but you’d be damned if you didn’t match for aesthetic purposes.

kenshi stopped in his tracks, “oh i think you done did it now, johnny baby…” you twirl a curl of hair between your fingers, lowkey focused more on the rippling muscles and raging testosterone that put itself on display for you.

“now, now. if there is gonna be a brawl of any sorts, its going to be the one that decides who our champion of earthrealm will be.” 

“ahhh, the all-knowing, all-powerful always has such perfect timing,” you coo. “what’s hopping kangaroo?” 

“ah, i’ve been managing the behind the scenes of the competition. making sure all is in order for whomever our champion will be.” he smiles genuinely before bowing before you out of kindness. you would be rude to not return it.

“which is totally going to be me.” kung lao says affirmatively before throwing his makeshift razor-hat. it passes just over your head before getting imbedding in the side of a building.

“watch were you throw that thing! you kill my assistant, you replace her!” johnny pokes at his shoulder.

“nice to know that you value and care for her…” raiden chips in. 

“word.” was all you said in agreement.

“right…” lui kang claps his hands together, looking over the lively bunch in front of him. part of you wonders if he was beginning to regret his choice in heroes.

“as I was saying, today is the day. whoever comes out victorious in the matches will be earthrealm’s champion and will go on to battle against outworld warriors to defend the title. we will start with johnny and kenshi.”

“y/n, watch me beat his ass real quick.” 

“best 2 out of 3?” you say as you join lui kang on the sidelines. he simply nods.

“round 1… fight!” you say before banging the gong.

“beat his ass, johnny! wooooo!” you jump and cheer from the sidelines. 

“finish me johnny cage~” a robotic voice chimed from your phone. the sideline goes silent before you mutter a quick “oops” to check what the fuck just happened. 

you’re accidentally livestreaming. the voice being someone who donated. well, gotta get paid someway. you turned the phone back on the action, watching as donors flooded the chat, saying how sexy johnny looked when he was fighting and the whole nine yards.

“chat thinks you’re so cool right now. don’t disappoint!”

and how could he? with a swift uppercut, kenshi called it quits for the first round while he regained his balance and strength. 

“you’re not done yet johnathan carlton!” you call. he runs over as you take a gatorade bottle and squeeze the contents into his mouth and a little bit on your hands before smacking the shit out of him. “you get out there and you finish it!” he nods without a word before bumping your fist. when he turns to get back in the ring, you deliver a swift slap to his ass for encouragement.

“does that actually help?” raiden comments. he wouldn’t lie, he was tickled by the nonchalant relationship you and Johnny exhibited.

“nah. he just has a really nice ass.” you say, body language unwavering.

it definitely wasn’t helping. he was getting his shit handed to him this round. so much so, he tagged you in.

“whyyyyy am I here! i’m so quitting after this!” you scream as you block many of kenshi’s attacks. johnny, who claims he is just taking a breather, now acted as cameraman as he and the chat giggled at your attempts to evade kenshi.

lui kang had a smirk on his face as he watched the growing potential in you. Despite your obvious fear, you were evading kenshi’s offensive moves quite diligently. He eventually spoke with the goal to guide you.

“compose yourself, y/n. you’re bouncing all over the place, use that momentum for something else.”

you were desperately running out of air from running around the ring, but you couldn’t let up or else kenshi would deploy his frustrations about johnny on you (mmmmm). despite your fear, you heard lui kang’s voice and man, does this god have a voice of reason. you had to obey. so you placed your trust in it and stopped before quickly ducking.

 In doing so, you felt a gust of wind fly over your head, surely a devastating blow from kenshi. you then turned and blindly threw a punch. surprisingly, you made contact, square in the middle of his chest. he gasped for air as the assault caused it all to exit his lungs and drop to his knees. he looked up at you with a fire burning in his eyes. you did not wait to continue and tagged johnny back in.

“now who’s the kangaroo?” lui kang smiled.

“you must think you’re so funny.” you respond, completely stale-faced.

johnny ended up losing the second round, before recovering and winning the final round. quickly though, he was thrust into battle with kung lao where he lost. 

“a brawl between old pals,” you start. “how you feeling kung fu panda?” you put the camera directly up to his eyebrows on a 0.5x setting, getting an insane shot of his forehead.

“first, you’re no better than johnny,” you gasp. “second, i’m feeling really confident.” he finishes. 

“and you ray ray?” you proceed to give him the same media coverage.

“i’ve been waiting for this day for a while.”

“oh he’s so gonna beat your ass”

and you should’ve bet money on it too as raiden came out victorious. 

“so these outworlders, they hot? mutated? what exactly should we be expecting God-Almighty?” johnny asks but not without you delivering a swift elbow to his side for his crudeness. 

“outworlders do have an enhanced strength compared to humans. some also have powers like me.” lui kang demonstrated with his possession of fire.

“so what’s raiden got that can go up against people like you.” kenshi spoke up, finally seeming over the bitterness of his loss earlier. 

“i am always prepared. raiden, i bestow upon you the element of lightning. i ensure that it will aid you tenaciously. i am certain earthrealm will remain in good hands with you.” He hands the amulet over and raiden immediately demonstrated his new abilities by electrocuting the shit out of some training dummies. 

“ok one, he just literally roasted the fuck outta y’all and two, can he charge my phone with this new ability.” 

“can you be serious for one moment?” kenshi grumbled.

“oh im sorry, i thought someone who’s ass i kicked earlier had something to say?” you retort.

he was ready to respond again, but lui kang redirected the conversation.

“it is time. we must depart. outworld is expecting us.” he begins to move his hands in the same circular motion as before and another portal beings to open up.

“y/n! y/n! Look!” johnny points as if he was kid asking his parent capture his performance.

“i got it johnny, damn! it’s not like this isn’t my whole ass job.” you roll you eyes as you break your slowly dying phone out again. before entering the portal, lui kang turned to you,

“i trust that you won’t be getting yourself in trouble?” he raised an eyebrow, his playful demeanor replaced with a serious one.

“don’t worry kangaroo, i’ll be doing the PR work for both johnny and i. count on me to clean up any mess these boys make. it’s all in the job description.”

his face screwed up in thought before he nodded.

“Let us show these outworlders what we are made of.” he led first through the portal.

-end-

I will update as much as I can but just know I am a college student with other commitments. bear with me!

#mk1 2023 #johnny cage #kenshi takahashi #raiden #lui kang #kung lao #x reader #mk1 x reader #reader insert #shitpost #self insert #mortal kombat #platonic

[fairytale-poll]

ROUND 3! MATCH 2 OUT OF 4

Propaganda Under the Cut:

Queen Red Riding Hood:

She's a girlboss who is sometimes a little vain but still loves her friends and will do anything to save her kingdom. Also she was in love with a guy since she was like 8 and he continuously rejected her, and then she found out he was in love with her archenemy. So yeah, she needs this.

She's kinda spoiled and high maintenance but gets better. I just think she's a fun character

i loved the land of stories series as a kid and i especially loved red because shes sooo full of herself and wears beautiful dresses and expensive jewelry and stuff (she became a queen lol) but also she does come to genuinely care for people and her friends and has a good heart (even if she does brag about it) she’s a very funny character x)

She’s a great example of how sudden fame and wealth at a young age can go to your head, and she gets great character development about it. She has an entire giant chamber in her castle full of baskets (it’s unfortunately quite flammable). My most favorite detail about her is when she finds a wolf pup in the woods, she assumes it’s a dog and names him Clawdius (yes, spelled like that). Everyone else knows it’s a wolf but no one wants to be the one to tell her. She learns the truth and gets over it and now Clawdius is her guard wolf. (Oh also she had the original Big Bad Wolf made into a winter coat, and that’s the original reason Clawdius came to her) I love her, she’s married to a giant frog man, she got elected queen, please vote for her.

Queen Red ftw!!!!!!

As you can see from these little excerpts [Mod's note: click on link to look at the excerpts] that I managed to gather in less than ten minutes, you should vote for Queen Red :D

YESSSS VOTE FOR QUEEN RED, SHE DESERVES THIS SO MUCH

Vote for Queen Red TLoS!!! She's a girlboss who married a frog man :D

Cerise:

She’s the child of the red riding hood and the big bad wolf. Don’t question it to okay. Also she was the first character I thought of when I saw this!

She’s the daughter of red riding hood and the big bad wolf! She’s a werewolf!

Love her design very much. She gets a lot of great outfits. Also, another version of Red Riding Hood that incorporates both the girl and the wolf together.

1: ever after high was iconic and amazing and so well written and i'm really bitter that it was cancelled so i think cerise deserves this win (i do too) 2: her design is really good. like no one else could EVER if you ask me 3: wolf girl. do i NEED to say more. ...honestly, my brain cannot bring out any more words so fingers crossed someone else submits her and she gets some ACTUAL GOOD propaganda (sorry cerise forgive me)

She’s a badass red riding hood with a secret (her dad is the big bad wolf)

She's the daughter of Red Riding Hood and the Wolf, so she has wolf ears and is really strong. She's supposed to be the next Red Riding Hood so she should count.

She's the daughter of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf making her a daughter of forbidden love and thus a double representation of Little Red Riding Hood's age-old story of maturity and adolescence.

She's really cool! She was born from a forbidden romance between the wolf (don't worry he turns into a human lmao) and Little Red Riding Hood and has to hide her heritage from other people which I think is really interesting. Also her hood is really pretty.

She's the daughter of red riding hood and is meant to take over that role when it's her time

she slays so hard!! while technically shes not THE little red riding hood, she is her daughter and the FUTURE little red riding hood. shes also half wolf, which is really cool!! and yea. she slays.

idk she’s just cool & definitely gay

She’s meant to be the next Red Riding Hood but her whole bit is that not only is her mom Red Riding Hood, her father is the Big Bad Wolf and she needs to keep it a secret. The best of both worlds. The tween girls went crazy for the wolf thing. Had a pretty doll and cool outfits. Has an older sister who’s meant to be the next Big Bad Wolf (Ramona Badwolf) who she comes into conflict with. Identity crisis! She was everything to eleven year old me

She’s half wolf, she has cool white streaks in her hair, she’s a jock with super speed and I like her a lot.

she turned me lesbian.

Fan favourite, my first lesbian crush on a character

She is a daughter of previous Little Red Riding Hood and Big Bad Wolf, how cool is that

She’s a furry yeuwu

she’s the daughter of red riding hood and the big bad wolf. she’s a wolf girl. i love her

#red riding poll #round 3 #queen red riding hood #the land of stories #chris colfer #queen red riding hood's guide to royalty #cerise hood #ever after high #little red riding hood #red riding hood #poll tournament #poll bracket #polls #character polls #battle of the middle grade

[1-800-papaya]

Fur, Claws and ButterBeer

Mattheo Riddle x Hufflepuff!OC! Estelle Scamander Warnings: None

Estelle sighed as she sunk into the plush red bench seat. The year had been dull, with no suitable replacement for the Care of Magical Creatures professor; the class had been cancelled. Her grey tabby cat, Nimbus, rested his head on her lap and nudged her hand, seeking pats. Staring at the rolling hills in the distance, Estelle wondered if at least one of her brothers remembered what today was. She reflected on her past year at Hogwarts. With one less class on her schedule, Estelle had more time to explore and focus on other subjects. This year's yule ball hadn’t been as exciting as Estelle ever remembered; her eyes drifted towards the trunk with her initials hoisted above the opposite bunch. The soft yellow knee-length gown had looked lovely on her - well, in her opinion, it did. The dress had not ended the night pretty; Missy Mcgoran had thrown Mulled wine at her, and now an ugly red stain marred most of the dress.

Estelle was broken from her thoughts when the door to the compartment roughly slid open, Her closest friends spilling into the compartment. Dean and Tyler were laughing about some stupid joke or action involving a second-year, falling unceremoniously onto the opposing bench. Mattheo followed, his signature smirk on his face as he sat beside her; Mattheo ran his hand through Nimbus’s fur.

“It’s a pity you and Marcy couldn’t get that stain out; it truly was a lovely dress on you”, spoke the dark-haired Slytherin. His eyes followed Estelle’s and her focus on the trunk. “How would you know you were too busy swapping spit with Lacy Fargraves?” Came Tyler's teasing tone; he and Dean had stopped laughing long enough to listen to their friend's conversation. Mattheo looked cautiously at the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, whom he could tell wanted him to spill the secret he’d held for the last four years. “I wasn’t swapping spit; I was trying to get more butterbeer for miss sweet tooth over here”, Mattheo defended himself before poking his thumb at the girl. Estelle merely shook her head and moved Nimbus off her lap to greet the trolley witch. “Four chocolate frogs and a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, please.” “5 sickles deary”

Estelle shoved the box of Bertie Bott’s every flavour beans into the open arms of Dean and Tyler before sitting back down. The rest of the train ride back to London seemed to flash by outside the widow in a blur. Before she realised it, the Hogwarts Express was pulling into King’s Cross. The group of friends slowly made their way off the train, and soon enough, they were bidding each other goodbye before running off to greet their families. Mattheo was the last to bid Estelle goodbye, his eyes lingering on his friend, who seemed to have still a slither of hope in her hazel eyes.

“Hey, you’ll write over the summer, yeah?” He nudged her shoulder, shaking the poor girl out of her thoughts.

“Sure, I'll try, Mar” She spoke before sighing heavily and casting a quick spell to shrink her belongings to a small enough size to stuff them into an extended pouch. “I’ll see you in September.” Estelle waved goodbye after picking up Nimbus’s cat carrier.

Mattheo watched as Estelle disappeared through the platform portal, Her long brown hair swaying slightly behind her.

#hogwarts oc #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle #fantastic beasts and where to find them #newt scamander #theseus scamander #harry potter

[dek0pon]

walked to the grocery store and washed my sheets today was going to go work in the shop because i have review on friday but got distracted knitting because i'm in the home stretch of a hat i've frogged like eight times sine january and also its raining and also my therapist cancelled so i can work all day in the shop tomorrow instead and i made a deal w myself that i would do my hw that's due tmw today instead since i didnt go to the shop but unfortunately i'm illiterate right now and i cant go for a walk to reset because it's raining

#kr

[anonymousfoz]

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Series:

Doomsday Uprising (Finished)- A story of revenge, conflict and change. A ambitious leader brought to his downfall, a warrior brought down to her knees. With their clan's future in their hands, will they be able to change things for the better, or leave it to burn for the worst?

Crimson Eclipse (???)- In a town where crime runs rampant and those with special abilities are oppressed. A few outcasts find each other through troubling times and find family in each other. But as times get worse, will they become the heroes the town doesn't deserve or will the crumble under the pressure?

The Earth, Stars and Moon (Cancelled)- don't have a summary for it yet, but it is about a duo that basically are mother nature's hitmen for crappy people.

Raven's Rising (Scrapped)- It had been thousands of years since the nuking of what is now the old world. In 4032, the place that was formerly London is in disarray as criminal organizations battle for control of the city. With it split in 4 and constant battles in the streets, a small group decides to try to fix it. Armed with deadly assassins and two seemly immortal beings, will they bring a downfall to this corrupted system or will they fail to take down one of humanities greatest weaknesses, lust for power?

#welcome to my blog #welcome to my page #writings #writeblr

[stem-sister-scuffle]

STEM SISTER SCUFFLE: ROUND 1 MASHUP 2

Reagan Ridley (Inside Job) vs Futaba Sakura (Persona 5)

Reagan Ridley is a Roboticist!

Futaba Sakura is a Computer Scientist and Hacker/Programmer!

Why you should vote for each contestant:

Reagan Ridley:

"She is my blorbo <333 my specialest little girl <3333 she is going to take over the world with the power of daddy issues, superiority complexes and SCIENCE <333"

"Mommy and daddy issues. In her 30s. A REALISTIC woman witn features that a normal (?) freaking human could have. She's so girlboss and girlfailure at the same time. Just a fucking loser. Nice non-romantic relationship with (male) her BFF (business friend/family forever)."

"guhh shes so cool. emotionally neglected autism lady (also implied bisexual). she made a robot replica of a guy on a dating app to practice date him so she didnt fuck it up. also she works for the deep state. "Who's the weirdo now? Not the girl who invented robot arms to hug strangers! Oh my god I sound insane""

"I don’t think she’s in a specific field other than conspiracy theories. Maybe robotics. She built a robot boyfriend and robot president both of which developed sentient AI, and she built herself a set of robot arms. But she also created a giant sentient frog, like a real frog not a robot, when she was in fifth grade. Autism swag. She goes to the moon and hears that there are moon nazis and goes “have you tried shooting them? It works for earth nazis”"

"she skrunkly, never sleep, tragic backstory babygirl"

"neurodivergent girlboss"

"She is girlboss and she’s cringefail. She made an AI robot president. She made a robot replica of her date. She was uhhh “tweaked” in the womb to be more like her dad (who is also a scientist.) She would prefer to engineer literally anything over dealing with her problems directly. She is everything. Justice for inside job getting cancelled"

"She is absolutely insane, and also relatable. She is severely undervalued in her corporate deep state work environment, deals with the worst situations imaginable on a regular basis, and also cares deeply for the people around her. She is easily the smartest person in any given room and yet she is still very insecure."

"its because shes just like me fr. one small caveat is that i think she's straight in canon. oh well cant have everything"

Futaba Sakura:

"shes a 15yo autist who can take down the in-universe equivalent of anonymous in an afternoon. she has mommy issues"

"she is a silly goofy girl who can also pull insane feats of programming. she can hack into anything. she set up her own giant computer rig. she can remotely tap into people's phones."

"She is so blorbo! She’s very smart and funny, could use her powers for evil (and occasionally causes mischief) but uses them for good, cool character arc, just a silly little guy :)"

"she's silly i like her tetris shirt and she speaks in dorky references"

"technology (shes a hacker??) with a side of science (she has an interest in her mothers work in the field of cognitive "psience" as its referred to in-game!!) uhhh cant really explain stuff well but shes really epic and truly the hackergirl ever. shes cool enough that i partially based a character i recently made off of her tbh"

"Futaba is a traumatized shut-in that hates getting out of her room and interacting with people. She first contacts the heroes by hacking their group chat, asking for them to consider changing the heart of ""Futaba Sakura"".

Once they do, Futaba manages to confront her feelings and trauma and heal. She makes peace with the survivor's guilt she feels after the unfair death of her mother, who was a researcher/programmer before her.

Futaba does a lot of hacking for the sake of her friends, the Phantom Thieves. This also reflects in her Persona Necronomicon. She's the navigator/mission control of the group, not having combat abilities but being able to scan enemies to show their weaknesses.

Futaba's hacking also helps save the protagonist's life at one point. Like that's literally a huge plot point in the True Ending of Persona 5 and 5R. She's amazing."

"She is very good with computers and she helped the Phantom thieves with her hacking abilities"

#stem sister scuffle #round 1 #reagan ridley #inside job #inside job netflix #futaba sakura #persona 5 #p5 #p5r #p5 futaba

[apomaro-mellow]

S01E04: Say Yes to the Mess

S01E03

In the living room, Robin checked things off a clipboard while Steve packed them into a duffel bag.

"Flashlight?"

"Check."

"Goggles?"

"Check."

"Umbrella?"

"Check."

"Is all of this really necessary?", El asked, sitting on the arm of the couch.

"I have to watch you little brats all day. I can't be too prepared", Steve said.

"Rope?", Robin continued.

"Check."

"First aid kit?"

"Check."

"You goin' to war, son?", Jim asked when he came in from the kitchen.

"I'm taking El and her friends wherever they wanna go today."

Jim whistled. "Lost another bet?"

"Last time I make a bet while being hi-iiiigh on life", Steve stuttered, trying to cover his tracks. "High on life. Because Jonathan and I are such best buds."

"Uh-huh. Buds, right", Jim was obviously unconvinced. "You expect trouble?"

"I'm rolling with the same kids who tried to Frankenstein a dead frog in Joyce's kitchen", Steve said.

"You wanna borrow the hand saw?"

"The 14 or the 20?", Steve asked.

"Take the 20."

"Hand saw, check", Robin said.

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"I can't believe this is happening!", Dustin shouted as he got into Steve's car. El, Mike and Will were already in the backseat. Dustin reserved shotgun for the day, part of the agreement.

"Sooo, how exactly was this gonna work?", Steve asked. "Because we still need to get Lucas and Max but oh, there's no more room in the car. Guess we need to cancel."

"We have a plan for that, duh", Mike said.

"Just drive", Dustin said. "Remember, today you have to say yes to everything we ask you to do."

"Anything", Mike pressed.

"Yeah, yeah." Steve started towards Lucas' house where Max was sure to be waiting. They got there and found that Eddie's van was waiting in front of the house as well.

Steve looked to Dustin, who was grinning, then to Mike, who was looking at him like he was an idiot, then Will, who gave him a pitying look.

"No. No!"

"You can't say that!", Dustin exclaimed.

"It's a Yes Day", El pressed, giving him big eyes.

"No, El, no not the puppy dog eyes", Steve groaned.

She put out her bottom lip in a pout.

"Uuuugghh, I regret teaching you that. Okay. Let's go."

Now Steve was riding shotgun in Eddie Munson's van, with a gaggle of kids in the backseat, on their way to a breakfast of ice cream sundaes.

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"Alright, kids are gone. Zero distractions. Time to get this cable situation figured out", Jim said to himself. He dialed a number on the house phone.

"Hello-"

"Hey, this is Jim Hopper-"

"Welcome to our automated call center. Please listen to our list of options in order to be directed. To hear a repeat, press pound."

Jim let out a sigh and slouched against the couch.

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Steve was smirking. "Had enough yet Mike?"

"Mmmmno", Mike said through a mouthful of ice cream. The empty bowls sat in front of him and he was well into his fourth.

"Mike, come on, just give up so we can go", Lucas said.

"We didn't plan to spend all day eating ice cream", Dustin added.

"I think he can do it", El said encouragingly.

Mike took another bite with a shaky hand. He swallowed with a heavy gulp.

"No shame in admitting defeat, Wheeler", Eddie said.

Defiant, Mike took another bite, laden with whipped cream and cherry, then his eyes bulged out. He stood and rushed into the parlor's bathroom, the other boys following behind. Max rolled her eyes and led El over to the claw machine in the corner.

"Soo how did you get roped into this again?", Eddie asked when they were alone at the table.

"I lost another bet to Jonathan." Steve stuck his spoon into his own, nearly done bowl and ate a bite of his ice cream. "And how did they enlist you? Actually, how do you even know them?"

"I was at the middle school, helping out with the drama club, came up on some less than pleasant fellows giving your little brood a problem. I scared 'em off, no big deal."

"Oh...well, thanks for looking out for them, man."

"Steve Harrington showing some grace, who would've thought?"

"Come on man, I'm not a complete asshole", Steve said.

"Steve! Come win this thing for us!", Max shouted after having failed the claw a third time.

"Can a guy get a please?", Steve said as he got up anyway.

Eddie watched him, a small smile forming. "Yeah...not a complete one..."

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Jim was in the middle of making a sandwich, phone still playing some hold music.

"How many people could possibly be calling right now? And more importantly, how many people do they have employed? Shouldn't take forever and a day to get off their asses to answer a goddamn ca-"

"Hello, you've reached customer services. How may I help you today?", a woman's voice on the other end finally answered.

Jim scrambled to get the phone at the table. "Hey, hey, hello, um, I was calling about these uh, packages you guys have."

Unbeknownst to Jim, Joyce Byers was sitting comfortably at her kitchen table, receiving his call.

"Alright sir and which of our packages were you interested in?"

"Uh, would you mind telling me about them?", he asked.

"Why don't you start by telling me about your family and your viewing needs?"

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"I know I can't say no to anything today but-"

"Then shut up and enjoy the ride", Dustin said.

"Please tell me that's a joke."

"Obviously", Lucas said. "Who would take that seriously, honestly?"

"Whose idea was this again though?", Mike asked.

"El's", Will answered.

And Steve could never say no to El even if it wasn't a forced Yes Day against his will.

"What have you got against the zoo, Harrington?", Eddie asked as the kids ran up to the first exhibit.

"The smells? The lack of babes? And just being boring in general?"

"Now look at those smiling faces and tell me this is boring", Eddie gestured to the group looking at the tiger exhibit. "Besides, I'm at least a 7/10."

They went through the zoo, Lucas was particularly interested in the bird pavilion, while Max was really interested in the snakes. Of course, when they asked Steve to buy them all corn dogs he had to say yes. Eventually they did break off for a bit. El wanted to go to the petting zoo. Steve, Eddie, and Will went along with her.

Dustin and Mike wanted to look at the reptile house again while Lucas and Max went off on their own. Steve didn't ask where. Steve snapped a few pics while El petted a very friendly goat. She looked up at him with a smile and then looked off to the side and suddenly bubbled up with laughter. Steve looked over to find Eddie with a very hefty armful of ducklings.

"Hey you guys. Look at all the ducks I give", he grinned.

Despite himself, Steve laughed and took a picture.

Carefully Eddie put the ducks down and crouched to pet each one on the head. The sound of quick footsteps approached and Lucas practically threw himself at the fence, Max not too far behind.

"Steve! You gotta come quick! Those dipwads have Mike and Dustin!"

He bolted immediately, finding the two kids cornered in a dark section of the reptile house. But it wasn't just their bully classmates. There was a high schooler with them too.

"Dirk Baret? Since when do you pick on kids?", Steve asked, arms crossed. The other two kids, Steve didn't know their names, had Mike and Dustin in headlocks.

"Since they cause problems. What's it to you Harrington?"

"Let 'em go and it won't be anything."

"I'll do that once I teach a lesson. They need to learn who not to mess with."

Steve cracked his knuckles. "Sounds like a lesson you need to learn."

"You gonna take me on by yourself?", Dirk sneered.

Steve was about to answer when Eddie came up to the scene, panting and bending over. "Jesus...Christ...you're fast."

"The hell is Munson doing here?"

Eddie stood up straight. "I think the better question is what're you doing getting involved with literal children."

Dirk looked between the two of them. "What is this? Are you just...hanging out?"

Steve looked unsure. "Uh..."

"Stop changing the subject, you have a choice to make", Eddie said. "Square up or hit the bricks."

Dirk sucked his teeth with a grimace. "You two!", he shouted to the ones holding Dustin and Mike back. "We're outta here."

"What?", one dared to question.

"Just shut up and let's go. I won't forget this Harrington, Munson."

Steve ignored him and went to Mike and Dustin. "You guys okay?"

"My neck is killing me and I was subjected to Cheeto breath, but yeah, I'm fine", Dustin said.

"You guys got here fast", Mike said, astonished. "Well, one of you did", he looked to Eddie.

"So sue me for not keeping up with a jock", Eddie threw his hands up.

Steve let out a sigh and led them out of the reptile house, figuring they were done with the zoo for today.

"I just can't believe you jumped into action so quick", Dustin said.

"You all annoy the crap out of me….But I'd kill for you", Steve said.

Lucas smiled. "You know it's interesting you'd say that-"

"Not. Literally."

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"So I believe we've landed on a package best suited for you", Joyce said. "We've got sports for you and your son, science channels for your daughter, news, and a couple of movie channels. That all sound good to you?"

"It sounds perfect actually. We've got something for everyone", Jim said. "I can't thank you enough for this, you've really been a great help uh, what was your name again?"

"Oh, it's Joyce."

"Byers?!"

"Hopper?!"

Jim hung up, then got up and closed his blinds for extra measure, despite Joyce knowing he'd be home.

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Eddie pulled up to Lucas' house, where they left Steve's car. All the kids piled out like it was a clown car. Eddie took a breath before speaking once all the kids were out.

"I got a question for you Harrington."

"What is it?"

Eddie's eyes met his. "Do you think we could ever be friends?"

Steve didn't answer immediately. And when he did open his mouth, Eddie held up a hand.

"Hold that thought. When you answer, I want to be on a day when you're not obligated to say yes. I'll see you around, okay?"

"Yeah. See you around."

Steve got out and went to his car, ignoring the kids' arguments about who was getting shotgun on the way home. Max squeezed her way in by sitting across El and Mike's laps.

"How was your Yes Day?", Jim asked when they got home.

"Fun!", El exclaimed, beaming.

"Um, enlightening?", Steve said. "You?"

"Uh...same", Jim said, looking out the window to the Byers residence.

Episode 5

#apo writes #stranger things #fanfiction #the party #steddie #jopper

[dreamofmetoday]

QUICK READING RECAP

27th to 30th of march 2023

💌✨🍓does justin bieber love hailey bieber?

↳ 3oS,KoP, frog rx

it’s hard to explain because the answer is yes and no. i don’t think he married her because he was deeply in love with her. she was just there, convenient and compatible with him so he considered her a good longterm option. he always had affection and love for her (it just wasn’t “in love”) and he’s grown to love her more over time. she’s a good wife on paper and there’s a sense of being comfortable but i don’t think he’s been faithful.

💫🍄🫧does justin bieber miss selena gomez?

↳ 4oC, 10oC

yes, he reminisces sometimes and misses her. when he’s bored or upset with how his life is he does wonder how it could have been but i don’t think he wants her in a serious way, so in that sense he doesn’t miss her.

🍇🧸💭what makes someone romantically desirable (personality) to nct’s jaehyun?

↳ heart, stars

when someone wants simple, classic romance. someone who’s compassionate and gentle. he naturally likes someone who’s more on the optimistic side and is peaceful and happy.

🏮🦒💡how does ryujin feel about her masculine image?

↳ stars, 6oW, plantain

she is fine with it but she doesn’t see it as “masculine” herself and wouldn’t appreciate being called manly or anything male-adjacent you could say. she thinks she’s just being her most comfortable self, so she’s not trying to present a masculine image and nor is she trying to present a feminine one. she basically just sees her masculine image as “non-idol ryujin” in her mind, it’s not super deep to her.

🍊🥭🥬how is crush and red velvet joy’s relationship currently?

↳ wheat rx, star, QoC

they’re out of the honeymoon stage for sure so there’s a need to be proactive and for them to add spice to the relationship themselves, they also have to deal with conflicting schedules but it’s pretty solid. they have fun together and feel emotionally fulfilled.

🧁🍡🍬how does aespa’s winter see giselle?

↳ house, tower

winter sees giselle as someone who’s out to get something or achieve a goal but doesn’t quite have the ability to yet (ambitious), though winter sees she is working steadily. she thinks giselle is consistent and doesn’t expect too many surprises from her. she sees giselle as well-connected (most likely through family) but that despite this she is actually pretty lonely and sort of an outcast.

🎂🥞🍰is nct’s taeyong dating right now?

↳ mandrake, 6oP, emperor

yes. could be in the early stages currently because i get he’s still in the phase where he’s showing off and doing his best to put his best foot forward to impress the other person. strong physical attraction.

🍸🥡🍾how will aespa’s comeback do?

↳ cow, 10oW, 7oC

bit confusing because it seems sm will be satisfied with the result and they are being protected and helped in many ways (idk if it’s about past scandals or if this comeback will involve more scandals happening such as plagiarism or even from the members or something). however, the members themselves will be really upset with this whole comeback once it’s over… i’m meaning almost wishing they never debuted in this group sort of upset. this could be a sort of filler comeback in the company’s eyes, so it gives the girls enough exposure and the company enough money while they focus on the next new thing, but it’s not exactly spectacular or what aespa thought they were going to be doing.

🍂🎍🍁random prediction for aespa within the next year?

↳ 8oC, 5oS

new concept or way of approaching their image. reminds me of embracing simplicity, so i think they will try a more tried and true og girl group method and it will be a good move for them overall. however, there is some sort of interruption coming up for them that will likely also affect their reputation in some way - a scandal, losing someone or something, someone leaking something, a cancellation, sabotage etc. but they will overcome this and are protected.

🎏🎁🧸something random about ive’s wonyoung right now?

↳ 8oC, 6oC, QoC, 9oS, mistletoe rx

she has a lot of anxiety about having to grow up. she isn’t happy about not being a minor anymore and is worried about what people are going to expect of her now, personally and professionally. she is afraid of dating for this reason too, i don’t think she has ever been in a relationship and likely even avoids crushes and gets nervous about people approaching her.

🥂☕️🍪is starship mistreating ive’s liz? is it because she gained weight?

↳ lady’s mantle, KoC, judgment

no, they’re not technically mistreating her nor are they too concerned with her weight gain. they’re actually worried about her mental health and confidence and liz herself may have even requested to not have so much attention on her after becoming insecure from reactions to her in previous comebacks. i don’t think it’s that serious in the sense that she’s going to be super hidden in this comeback* but realistically she would probably even go on hiatus if she could. however, starship did think they could twist this to their advantage and get some attention from it, all press is good press sort of thing. they think the sympathy for liz and marketing her as an underdog is actually beneficial to them. so in this sense they are not really looking out for her.

*as in she’s not actually going to be super hidden.

💐🍄🍃is twice’s sana bisexual?

↳ clover, celtic bean, KoC, justice

yes! but when it comes to serious relationships may focus on men, at least currently.

🥂🪷✨what did sullyoon think of jinni leaving nmixx?

↳ star, devil, empress

she was genuinely a bit sad but she mostly viewed it in a very objective way from a work perspective. she thought it was a good thing because she didn’t trust jinni to behave and she thought about how there’s less people to share their pay between now but she was upset about the fact that jinni was one of the prettier and more talented members (in her eyes) so she was worried people wouldn’t like the group as much anymore. mostly, she just did her best to be optimistic.

#kpop tarot #melody tarot #tarot #kpop #celebrity tarot #quick reading recap #nmixx #wonyoung #ryujin #twice #nct #justin bieber #hailey bieber #selena gomez #jaehyun #red velvet #joy #blackpink #aespa #ive

[thebananwithaplan]

Well, as is with Hollywood, the show must go on. To cancel any showings at such a short notice would mean that the Dancing Banana was afraid. And by which would also mean the Noise-imposter would have his way with scaring off any competition in regards to being the only gameshow standing.

Notably, for the first time, it was not a full house of audience members, with visible empty seats per round. Nobody could blame them - they probably did see a giant frog thing get shrunk down and blended into a pink smoothie with such ease. Now imagine if that were to happen to any living food being?

It was of utmost importance that there was not a single sign of any terrified, wall-breaking lemons in the studio today.

Other than that, the episodes today went on as intended. Until...

👮‍♂️ 🍩 "Heya, folks!" The studio security guard called out. "I know you've got a thing going on here but if I could just make an announcement real quick that'd be just swell!" As expected, the pink donut rolls out a wanted poster.

But instead of a odd-looking, three-fingered fruit that totally did NOT resemble any infamous banana hosts in particular...

👮‍♂️ 🍩 "We've got a dangerous wanted criminal on the loose. Have any of you seen this man?"

That, unfortunately, got the remaining crowd mumbling with even more uncertainty.

"...No, sir. Haven't seen him around here." Not long enough to catch him. DB may be keeping his usual composure here, but even that caught him off-guard. At least whoever was 'that other guy' is no longer a threat.

The bad news is that someone else is.

Even when he's not here, he's still being the goddang center of attention.

👮‍♂️ 🍩 "....Alrighty then! Sorry to take up your time." The poster was finally put away, after what felt like a long minute of pondering. "Please resume."

That's right. Just resume.

The show must go on.

#where he at (ic update) #appeeling show host (dancing banana) #shovelware security (pink donut) #((heehee hoohoo))