#the universe tested me and i think i did okay but i'm mad

[rachelfoleyisntdead]

i was so caught up in the brief euphoria of finding another person who understands that purity culture is trying to destroy enemies to lovers and ruin fun that i forgot that we live in a world where men will say anything on the internet to get what they want

#i failed the perception check #the universe tested me and i think i did okay but i'm mad #just a friendly reminder that anyone can fall for bullshit on the internet

[arklay]

🖊🖊🖊🖊 for diana ofc

a fun little fact about diana is that she wears her watch with the face on the inside of her wrist

while working for umbrella (well, undercover for the rival company, that is), diana's employment was never common knowledge to the public – because why would a pharmaceutical company need a herpetologist? instead, she simply held a position as a researcher at raccoon university, and would occasionally do lectures, but for the most part she would just take the cable car underground to the nest

when diana collaborated with the connections through h.c.f. in the early 2000s, they named one of the d-type bioweapons after her

diana saw a lot of her younger self in sherry when they first met due to the similarities in their situations with their parents, and the way she behaved around both herself and albert. despite her dislike of children, she couldn't help but feel for her and even came to enjoy when she would stay over on occasion (i'd love if my brain would let me finish the rewrite of their first meeting because i touch on all of this in there and diana's thought process ough)

#asks. #denerims #oc: diana #thank youuu emily!! ilysm 💖💖 #i think for the diana asks some things are going to be like things i have probably mentioned before but just like a lil more in depth... #you know how i am. or like things i've deleted since posting them. it's fine. i'm normal about her!! but many lil tidbits in my brain i can #share about her too. just not sure if i have enough rn for the couple of asks i got with lots of pens lmaooo head empty and i've talked #about her SO much that there's not much that's not around here somewhere on my blog in previous ask games oopsies or on her page #also ngl i'm forever mad that in the 3 remake they made nest 2. because the university lab was where the vaccine research for the #t-virus was done when things went to shit and they named that daylight. and then for the creating weapons to combat the b.o.w.s and also #test the bioweapons against one another was done at the r&d centre... i'm fine i'm okay it's okay. capcom can i pleaseeee have an outbreak #remake!!! i miss her!!!! but yeah that's weird cause nest 2 didn't exist originally and the nest was a lot bigger?? it's fine. #anyways she just did her typical like Legal research with herpetology and virology there as a front but then she'd take the cable car #underground to the nest because my rules. if travel to the nest was available by cable cars from the waste facility / treatment plant / #arklay labs / rpd sewers & training facility then i can add another one beneath the university :) ALSO in outbreak they travelled to the #actual nest from the hospital and not nest 2 :) so yes. underground system for employees to access all facilities basically 💅🏼 #i originally had her work at the chemical plant as her front but then i went no that would make no sense for her background and like both #of the birkins were already there so it would just be too much going on there and needed to split them up #OH also. sorry omg i talk so much but you know me <3 the part about her working at the university. i literally had this mentioned in that #fic where she went over to the s.t.a.r.s. office and um things happened but i cut that off early cause i liked it ending where it did

[nereidprinc3ss]

okay i know this is kind of a specific request but can you do something with professor Spence and uni reader where they get into a spat and argue bc she did something stupid and he gets mad and she’s like “noooo pls don’t be mad i hate when you’re mad at me I’m sorry🥺” bc she literally cannot function knowing she let him down (me with everybody) but he’s like super stubborn and goes all closed up and quiet so that he doesn’t like blow up on her until she finally says like “pls talk to me” and he’s all pissed and like “hell na bitch u crazy!🗣️‼️” but then later he’s like “it’s ok i love u but neva do that shit again ho” then they make up and it’s good again 🎀 ok i explained that so poorly (and comedically if i may) but i hope u get it and pls make it SO DRAMATIC bc I live for drama! like she steals test answers or something or does something that could like get her kicked out of school OR him lose his job 🤔 sigh … idk I’m leaving now. Also i LOOPOOOCE ORRKGOOVI love your fics. Luv em

hey girl (gender neutral) this made me laugh bc genuinely sometimes i write spencer so ooc that is what he sounds like. and i'm not sorry! anyway this is potentially a vyvanse fueled nightmare but i wrote it and i'm posting it MY BLOG MY RULES BITCHESSSS!!!! but genuinely read the content warning LMAO this one got a lil kick to it

warnings/tags: ANGST, HURT/COMFORT, fem!reader, spencer and r get into a for real argument like they're mean to each other, spencer is a lil toxic but its resolved, emotionally neglects reader just for a teeensy second but then he's really nice and sweet again, discussion of his past addic+ion, gets fluffy because i'm not EVIL, gets suggestive at the end bc i am secretly evil.......

a/n: i don't know whats happening. this confuses me just as much as it confuses you. its 3 am in the morning. im gonna post nice happy things soon. Gootbye

“I cannot believe you right now. I don’t even—I don’t even know what to say.” 

“Spencer, you don’t have to say anything. It has nothing to do with you, and I’m not looking for your approval.” 

He looks up from where he’d been rubbing his temples, like you’re a headache, eyebrows raised and lips parted in indignant disbelief. 

“Oh! You’re not looking for my approval? Well thank god for that, because if you were one of my students I would recommend expulsion to the board.” 

“Are you fucking kidding me? I just said I don’t care about your opinion on this, much less your hypothetical opinion from some alternate universe where you have any authority over my education whatsoever.” 

“You distributed an answer key to half of your class! Objectively this is the kind of thing that gets people expelled. I don’t understand how someone so smart could do something so fucking stupid.” 

The words bite more than you were prepared for—but what hurts even more is how much he seems to mean them. In arguments past you’d both said things you didn’t mean, and then would immediately melt into I’m so sorry’s and the fight would resolve itself. Spencer’s clenched jaw and inability to make eye contact with you do not lend themselves to tender apologies. They cannot be attributed to miscommunication. 

You take a step closer to where he’s bracing himself against the countertop, arms crossed defensively in front of your chest. 

“Spencer, I’m sorry. I didn’t think it was such a big deal. People cheat in college all the time.” 

Still no reply. His head shakes so minutely you wonder if you’re imagining it. Panic wells in your chest. 

“Please talk to me. I really hate when you ice me out. I’m sorry, okay? Just... please say something.” 

Finally, his eyes slide to you. They lack the fiery anger of moments ago but there’s not much softness there either. His normally warm gaze now feels too abrasive, too cold and sharp on your bare skin. You're exposed, much too soft for that grating look, and it feels like he can see everything that’s wrong with you. 

“Believe me when I tell you this. I am doing us both a favor by not speaking to you right now.” 

And then he’s leaving the kitchen—nothing but a breeze against your cheek and the sound of a door slamming to prove he was ever there. 

The apartment is silent. You stand in the middle of the kitchen, unsure of what to do next. Spencer very, very rarely gets angry at you to the point of neglect, and you know he’s doing his best with what was modelled for him as a child and his tendency to feel things so deeply it’s nearly disabling; but that doesn’t make it hurt much less. It doesn’t make you feel less abandoned or alone.  

You’re sad, and you’re still pissed, and maybe you’re in just a bit of shock as you robotically move back to your nest of blankets on the couch and resume your schoolwork. What else is there to do? Unless Spencer is right—unless you really are about to get expelled after getting the answer key for an upcoming test from a friend, who then gave it to another friend, and so on. But is that really your fault?  

It’s a struggle to stay focused as your mind keeps drifting back to Spencer in the other room, those cruel words and that cold steely look in his eye that isn’t supposed to ever be aimed at you. It’s not a secret that side of him exists, but it doesn’t belong in this apartment. It’s not something he needs to use against you. He’s supposed to be on your side. But instead, he’d said you should be expelled and essentially called you stupid. And now you’re doing homework for a class at a school you may not even be a student of come Monday. 

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The sound of the office door opening forty-five minutes later spikes your blood pressure and simultaneously makes your heart flutter, because no matter how mad at him you might be, Spencer is still Spencer.  

He comes to stand behind the couch quietly, but you don’t acknowledge him. Maybe your typing gets a bit more aggressive, but aside from that you flat out reject his presence. 

“Can we talk?” 

You let him sweat for a minute as you finish your paragraph. 

“I don’t know, Spencer. Can we? Or are you not done with your temper tantrum?” 

“That is... well deserved,” he sighs, rounding the couch and tapping the bottom of your foot, signaling that he wants you to move your legs. You despise how automatically you comply, pulling your knees to your chest to avoid touching him as he sits next to you. There’s a long moment of silence, in which you resume typing. Spencer scoffs, leaning in slightly to peer at your screen. “Are you doing homework right now? I’m a complete asshole to you and you just... do your homework?"

“What the fuck else was I supposed to do?” you almost-yell, slamming your laptop shut and blinking away potential tears. “The only person I wanted to talk to called me stupid and fucking left!” 

The tears realize their potential once you admit the blunt truth. 

Spencer carefully moves your laptop and pulls you into his arms—and you just let him. There’s not much fight left in you. There wasn’t a lot to begin with. 

“I am so sorry, angel. You’re right, I shouldn’t have done that. I shouldn’t have yelled, I shouldn’t have said what I said, I shouldn’t have walked away. I overreacted.” 

“Yeah, you really did,” you cry, allowing him to run his hand over your hair. “Why did you do that? Why were you so fucking mean?” 

His voice shakes slightly as he responds, betraying his own anxieties, and a new, unwelcome sense of trepidation slithers through your veins. 

“I was wondering that, too. Even as I was saying it, I knew—I knew it wasn’t what I wanted to be saying. And then I was in the other room and I wanted to be out here, and I couldn’t figure out why I wasn’t. But I think I was just scared. Which—I know, doesn’t really make sense, but... I think about when Ethan dropped out of the academy, and ended up doing heroin in New Orleans for three years, and I think about when I almost left the BAU because I was so convinced I’d never get clean that I didn’t even want to anymore, and—and the idea of you losing your education and your direction like that terrified me, probably unreasonably, and I took it out on you. And I’m sorry.” 

“But I’m not like you or Ethan. You don’t have to worry about that. Even if I... even I do get in some sort of disciplinary trouble. That’s a road you don’t have to worry about me going down, ever.” 

He fixes some unseen wrinkle on your shirt.  

“Yeah, but, remember... I used to not be like me or Ethan either. Do you think twelve-year-old Spencer would have ever even considered that of the infinite realities and universes which exist, he was living in one where someday he’d be shooting up in the bathroom at work?” 

“Mm-mm,” you hum, shaking your head and burying your face in Spencer’s shoulder. The sound is more of a plea for him to be less descriptive than an answer to his rhetorical question. It’s still much easier for him to talk about that part of his life than it is for you to have to actually imagine it. You didn’t know him then, but you’ve seen pictures, and you know Spencer now, and it’s... it’s just too much. Too sad. 

“Okay,” he agrees soothingly, still playing with your hair. “I digress. My point is that literally anything is possible, and while it’s not necessarily likely, I more than anyone know that anxiety even over the most improbable of things is never completely unfounded.”  

You sniffle in response, too emotionally and physically exhausted to contribute much to the conversation by this point. Thankfully, Spencer can talk for two. An idiosyncrasy which you love and comes in handy every once in a while. He can play his own devil’s advocate; in this case, you. 

“But that doesn’t mean I get to take it out on you. Ever. I truly, truly, sincerely apologize for that. I never want to hurt you.” 

You let the apology sink into your skin like a salve, soothing every abrasion those earlier words had left in their violent wake. 

After a few minutes, you find the energy to ask a question that might best remain unanswered. 

“Are you still mad at me?” 

He’s quiet for a beat, seemingly contemplative as his fingers trace abstract patterns in a language all his own on your arm. 

“I’m not thrilled. But you were right earlier. It’s not my place to be mad at you for something like that.” 

“Mm... it’s a little bit your place. You’re an actual professor.” 

He chuckles. 

“At an entirely different university.” 

“Thank god,” you laugh. “You and me at the same school would be such an HR clusterfuck.”

While it’s almost a serious matter, the smile in his voice is evident. 

“Yeah... I, uh... try not to think about it.” 

“Okay, but seriously. In your professional opinion. Am I fucked? Like, do I need to prepare an appeal and character witnesses or whatever?” 

Spencer sighs. 

“It was incredibly reckless and irresponsible. You should be ready for disciplinary pushback from the schoolboard if you get caught. That being said... because over sixty of you got a hold of the answer key, I doubt anyone is getting expelled, and even if they did, it would likely only be the TA and the student he gave the key to. It’s my tentative, professional opinion that you’ll probably be fine.” 

You relax slightly, allowing a tension you didn’t realize was there to shed like an old skin. 

“I’m not gonna cheat again,” you promise on an exhale. It’s simply too much risk for too little reward.

Spencer’s response is quiet, and comes much faster than you’d expected. 

“Oh, I know you aren’t. Because if you do, you’re going to have to worry about disciplinary action from me. And I’m not nearly as nice as the dean of your school, darling girl.” 

But something about the way he says it—a thinly veiled threat/promise contrasted by a sweet kiss to your forehead—doesn’t exactly make academic honesty look all that exciting.

#spencer reid #criminal minds #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid fic #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x self insert #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x you

[thelittleliars]

P.S. I Want You | Chapter 4

Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader

Warnings: dirty talk, mentions of fireworks, (i think that's it)

Words: 5.3K

AN: I wrote like 95% of the chapter months ago and only recently it felt like the right time to edit it and change some things. I had plans for a chapter 5 & 6 happening but I'm honestly not really feeling this series anymore. I still love it dearly and that's why there will be another chapter at one point. I can't leave it all hanging like this! P.S. I Want You Masterlist

Morning rolled in way too fast for your liking. You did sleep in but it simply wasn't enough as you still felt very tired. The sound of your doorbell ringing worsened your mood, you grumpily stood up and walked towards your front door. You let out a breath of air before taking a long breath in and prepared yourself for social interaction but it was as if the universe was having it with you that day because when you opened the door, you somehow knocked your elbow against it, the pain hurt like hell. "Fucking shit!" You shut your eyes before collecting yourself and look at the person standing in front of you. Natasha stood there all shy and for a moment you didn't realize that it was her but when you did you tried to remember what happened the night before. It came to you fast that the two of you fell asleep on your couch. With one look at her clothes you instantly knew she had left at some point at night. You didn't know why you felt sad and betrayed that she just left without waking you up and telling you it face to face but the fact that she was here again had something to mean right? 

She looked in your eyes for a while before asking if she could come in. You of course let her in and closed the door after she stepped into your apartment. Why she was here so early and in a new set of (changed) clothes was something you were wondering but had no desire to ask with that sour mood of yours. Without another word you went into your kitchen, Natasha followed you silently and only spoke when she saw you started to make coffee.

"I hope you're not mad at me for leaving without a note. Everything was suddenly too much for me and I had to get some air. This morning I felt guilty for leaving you so I wanted to buy you coffee to make it up to you but literally everything seems to be closed today." She frowned. 

You shook your head. "I'm not mad even if it might seem right now. All I need is coffee to wake up properly." 

"Okay." The small grin that appeared on her face made her look even more adorable but you didn't tell her that. Instead you told her to wait here as you wanted to freshen yourself up. Natasha took a look around your apartment again as you quickly brushed your teeth, made your hair and changed clothes before grabbing your phone from your nightstand and headed back. "No wonder everything's closed today. It's the 20th - St. Stephen's Day!" You grabbed two mugs and poured the fresh hot coffee in it, then walked over to the kitchen table where Natasha had sat herself when she saw you entering the room again. You quickly walked back to get the milk. "Need any sugar for your coffee?"

She shook her head. "No, I drink it black. Sometimes with milk to switch it up." At first she only sipped on her coffee to test the taste of it, which was heavenly, she had to complimented your coffee making skill that made you giggle. You appreciated her words anyways. "St Stephen's Day huh? Does anything open at all today?"

"Museums and thermal bath are open and so are most restaurants but that's it. Today's national holiday is to celebrate the name day of the first king of Hungary, King Stephen but also the day of the foundation of Hungary and 'the day of the new bread'." You told her as much as you could, which was barely anything but she still listened intently. And boy you felt how intently she listened to every word that came out of your mouth. Her gaze was hot as it wandered around your face, taking in every micro expression as you talked, and every now and then went to your lips. She knew you noticed it as she saw your ears turning into a shade of pink. "Would you be up to go to a museum? Wait not forget it. It's gonna be packed." You were embarrassed that you didn't think it through before opening your mouth to suggest something. What you didn't expect was how sweet Natasha was reacting. "I wouldn't mind going with you but after what happened last year I don't think it's the wisest to go outside when it's packed. There's a high chance of people recognizing me and I don't want to ruin our time together. I came here for you and only you, not for other people recognizing an ex-fugitive and Avenger."

"So a day in? Just you and me and our sexual tension." You wiggled your eyebrows. Natasha was suddenly taken aback from your boldness, she also wasn't expecting you voicing your sexual attraction so openly. You constantly look so innocent that she hadn't gotten in her head yet that your mind is very dirty. "I give it to you. You hide the lust well, I almost don't see it in your eyes but there are seconds where you crack. And what I see then.. oh lord it's fucking sexy." The redhead's body froze, her eyes widen in shock and desire, her breathe got faster as she tried to stop the thoughts from rushing in her head, she failed miserable though. She slowly could feel how turned on she got, that's what had her shift in her seat, you saw it and hid your smirk behind your mug as you drank the coffee. "It's quite hot in here maybe I shou-" She cut your teasing short. "NO! I mean it's not that hot in here. A window should do it otherwise I recommend a cold shower." 

You smiled at her before you looked down at your mug. "I'm sorry for teasing you so shamelessly. I don't know what came over me. All I know is that you gave me a huge boost of confidence." 

"Wow look at that. First being so bold and now getting all shy? 

"It's all your doing! You drive me so crazy that I don't know how to act around you." 

"I do have that affect on people." She smiles smugly. It's as if she wanted to kill you. 

"Have you had breakfast yet?" You changed the topic. She told you that she didn't had anything but your coffee so when you offered to make something she quickly agreed. It was not much but you both were alright with scrambled eggs, bread with cheese or jam and some oatmeal. The two of you ate quietly breakfast quietly, only asking each other a few questions occasionally. Afterwards you retreated onto the couch with another fresh cup of coffee. As you watched a tv show you couldn't help but stealing glances at her. The woman looked so stunning with her loosened braid and the redness of her hair.. it amazed you each and every time you saw it, even drove you almost mad because you couldn't believe how she was real. Your glances turned into a stare at some point. When you got caught you got lost even more in wondering how she could be real that you didn't notice how close she came and where her hands went. "Y/N?"

"Gosh Nat." You almost moaned because of her beauty. "How are you even real? I have trouble believing that you're not heaven sent." The moment you finally realized her closeness to you, it felt like as if your heart wanted to jump out of your chest, it was beating that fast. "Right now the biggest urge I have is to make you mine. You intrigued me the second I first saw you and the more you wrote me your postcards, the more I knew I won't ever be able to let you go. We don't know each other that long and I honestly don't know that much about you but I like you a lot. But I'm honestly so afraid to scare you away by asking you to be my girlfriend so instead of asking I'll just let you know my feelings and when you're ready you can ask me or simply say an answer. Until then can I kiss you to still my urge?" You were right of having to be afraid of asking, Natasha was too overwhelmed and scared to answer. Though she had no doubts about kissing you so she leaned forward and closed the gap. Those soft kisses she indicated turned into a full make out session because you couldn't seem to get enough of her. Something in her mind had switched and everything turned more heated. Open mouth kisses lead to tangling fingers in each others hair and hot kissing trailing down your throat. "Oh sweet fucking Jesus." You cursed and moaned quietly. "I want to fuck you so bad and then I want you fucking me til it's dawn." 

Natasha stopped and looked into your eyes that were hazed. "You sure do have one hell of a dirty mouth for a virgin." You raised an eyebrow. "I'm way too old to be a fucking innocent virgin. Virginity is overrated anyways." 

"Who needs an innocent virgin anyways when you can get a dirty mouthed virgin because that - that is way sexier." You smashed your lips against hers again all while grabbing her waist to push your bodies so close together that there wasn't any space. Despite the kissing getting wild again, you nor her made a move beyond that. You both kind of knew it wasn't the right time. "I think I need an awful cold shower." 

"Me too. How about we save water by taking one together?" She teased you a last time. You groaned and hid your face in her neck. 

"You're the worst." You mumbled as you continued to hold her.

Later that day, hours after Natasha had gone to the place she rented and you had a cold shower, you hit her up with a text message.

Today 6:34 PM Fireworks along the Danube start at 9pm. Wanna go with me? I can give you a cap and sunglass as cover.

Today 7:22 PM At what time should I be at your apartment?

Today 7:24 PM Around 8:30 would be great.

Today 7:29 PM Okay sounds good. See you then :)

Exactly at 8:30 pm the doorbell of your apartment rang. Natasha was punctual and that impressed you significantly. You were once again shocked when you saw her in a grey black striped hoodie and a grey-brownish jacket over it. That outfit suited her so well. After giving her a compliment, you grabbed your keys and stuffed them into the pocket of your pants. 

Together you took the metro that stops at the Parliament. There were already a tons of people which shouldn't be a surprise but it was anyways. You took Natasha's hand in your own to move through the crowd without loosing her. After a couple of minutes you found a perfect spot to stay and watch the fireworks. "I really hope that not more people will come right now. I hate when crowds basically squeeze you to death."

"You have me here so you won't get squeezed to death. I'll protect you." 

"Well thank you my dear knight in shining armor." The redhead didn't say anything, she only raised an eyebrow. "Sorry my bad. I meant to say thank you my dear Avenger."

Natasha scoffed and shook her head. "You're unbelievable." You grinned at her and asked her why that was so. "You didn't know about the Avengers until a few days ago and now you're poking fun at me!"

"Wrong. I knew about the Avengers just not that all of you are the Avengers or what you look like." You explained. The banter continued until they started the firework show. And it blew you away, fireworks always blew you always since it fascinated you deeply. The sound, the colors, the patterns, the explosions. Somewhere in the middle Natasha turned your head towards her and pulled you into a sweet kiss. During that moment it really felt like a once in a lifetime kiss that created butterflies in your stomach. It was probably the start of you falling for the Black Widow. 

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On the other side of the world, Yelena laughed her ass off as Kate showed her what tabloids had written about her sister. She found it extremely funny that Natasha had gotten recognized overseas this quick. She had left New York only 3 days prior and now headlines were flying around without stopping anytime soon. 

Black Widow was seen with alleged girlfriend in Budapest.

Black Widow back in Budapest! 

Black Widow spotted kissing an unknown Woman in Budapest. 

Black Widow getting cosy with a local in Budapest. 

Yelena not only sent screenshots of the headlines of the articles to her sister but she also sent the blurry photo that showed you and the redhead kissing in the middle of the crowd. 

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Today 12:44 PM When are you off work? 

Today 2:16 PM At 4pm, why? 

Today 2:17 PM I'll be waiting for you at your apartment then. Need to talk to you as soon as possible. 

Her text seemed very urgent to you, it  confused you to why she needed to talk to you asap. The curiosity was killing you especially because you couldn't just call her to ask what was up. You were still at work, you had your break a little before Natasha first wrote so there was no way you were able to get another one. For the remaining two hours you were plagued by wondering what Natasha wanted to talk about. It made you incredible nervous when you saw that she wasn't standing in front of your door. You quickly unlocked your door and went inside. Natasha was pacing around your open living room and only stopped after the sound of a door closing. She quickly shoved her phone into your hands, the chat with Yelena was open - you noticed the tiny heart behind your name, the blurry photo of you together was the first of the many screenshots Yelena sent Natasha. You had to admit that the photo was pretty cute and made you feel all warm inside but that was before reading the countless headlines.

"I thought we were safe yesterday!" She started pacing again. The frustration on her face was something you noticed instantly. You stood there nervous, not knowing how to feel about everything. There weren't paparazzi's here so you should still be safe in a way. 

"Nat look, we tried our best among the thousands of people that were on the streets. I know it only took one to recognize you but we are still lucky that the photo is very blurry to even make out my face." You tried to see the positive side of the situation. "And now when we go outside together then well I guess I have to wear a cap and sunglasses too. But I don't mind that as long as I'll have you."

She stopped in her tracks as she needed to be still in order to analyzing your face. The sigh you heard from her sounded defeated, you can only imagine what she must be feeling like. "I don't want you to hide yourself just to be with me but if that's the only way not to drag you into this public shit.. god this is so fucked up!"

"We just have to lay low for the next couple of days. And after that we just need a cover."

"What if I cut and die my hair?" 

"W-what?" You wouldn't mind seeing a new hairstyle on her but it still shocked you. 

"Nobody would recognize me of I cut my hair short and die it blonde. I always wanted to try it out and this is the perfect opportunity for it."

"Are you sure Natasha?" She nodded. "Okay uhh one of my co-worker's husband a hairdresser. They're both always discreet with things. I could ask her tomorrow at work." 

"You'd really do that?" You nodded. "Then yes please ask her." She walked over to you and gave you a kiss. "Thank you." Once again you only nodded your head. Suddenly your stomach grumbled loudly, you had yet to eat something before starting dinner. Natasha playfully scolded you for not having eaten yet. You then took an apple and ate it in front of her. "Do you want to stay for dinner?" She hesitantly agreed your invitation. "Okay good. I need to go to the grocery store though. Wanna stay here or come with me?" 

"I think it's best to stay, if that's alright with you?" You assured her that it was fine and to make herself feel at home. Grocery shopping didn't take long but you came back to Natasha sitting in your reading chair with your fluffy blanket and a book in her hand. A cup of hot coffee or tea and a lit candle were on the small wooden table next to her. The sight of her melted your heart and since it seemed like she hadn't heard you coming in, you took the chance to secretly take a photo of her. After looking if the photo came out good you proceeded putting all the groceries in the kitchen.  

Then you were leaning against your bookcase that was near her. "How's the book?" You asked softly, not wanting to startle her. She immediately put a piece of paper in the book and closed it. "It's amazing." Her attention was fully on you. 

You smiled at her answer. "I'm glad to hear it. That's one of my favorites." 

"I figured." She replied. "You have a lot of different editions of the book and you even put those post it notes in it." She pointed to the colorful index makers you had put in it. And since you loved annotating every book you read, you had your stuff for that in a small box on your shelf. 

"I'm usually very picky and cautious of giving other people my books but if you're certain that you want to finish the book then I'll even allow you to annotate it too." You came closer and pointed to the markers. She was thinking about it before something else came to her mind. Natasha decided to snatch your hand and pulled you onto her lap. She then gently put the book onto the table. "I might want to finish something else first." The woman told you as she leaned towards your face. 

"Something or someone?" You asked while watching her eye movement closely. She sighed and rested her forehead against yours. "You're driving me crazy."

"What if we just decide to have sex?" You asked boldly. "I mean we're both adults with clear conscious of what we'd do. We also went on a date already.. so what do you say?" She sighed. "I don't want your first time to be rushed. I'm afraid that one day you'll regret losing your virginity to me." Her concern was heart warming and instead of answering as softly as her you needed to make it more jokingly. "Aren't first times always something you regret?" You raised your brow. 

"Let's wait and see if you still find me attractive with short and dyed hair." She countered back. You gave her a sad smile. "Not gonna lie, I'll miss your red hair." You rested your arms on her shoulders and put your hands in the nape of her neck playing with her hair. "I definitely need a photo of us where you still have your red hair."

"You have that paparazzi or rather fan photo." That was true but it wasn't the same. "But it doesn't show my pretty side." You pouted. 

"You have a pretty side? Since when?" She joked. You put your hand over your heart. "Man this is cruel. My confidence took a hard hit from your words."

"Let me make it up to you with a kiss." She said before she kissed you gently.

"I need more than one kiss." She was about to kiss you again when your stomach announced itself. You kissed her quickly before standing up. "Apparently my body need me more than I need kisses. Sorry! I really should start dinner." 

"Now this is what you call cruel." She groaned while you giggled. 

Natasha went back to reading as you cooked dinner. You did a simple creamy tuscan chicken pasta for her. If you had more time you would have made Csirke Paprikás (Chicken Paprikash) but the spaetzle for that dish take a while to make. Maybe you could invite her to stay over the weekend and surprise her with the delicious food. 

When you were finished cooking, you set the table and called Natasha to come. Both of you made light conversation over the food that the redhead seemed to love. As it was getting later she said her goodbyes and thanked you again for dinner. For the first time in a long time you slept like a rock that night.

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The next day around 12 pm Natasha received a text message from you, telling her that the hairdresser husband had some free time and could squeeze the redhead in if she was sure to really cut and dye her hair. 

Natasha was very conflicted if she really should do it but she knew she had to choose quick so she didn't think about it too long before she texted you her answer.

Cancel it. I have a better idea. 

You didn't hear another word from her that day and half of the following day. Shortly after she knew your work day were over she asked via text message if she could come over. You texted her back, saying she was welcome anytime. So it wasn't a surprise to see her in your apartment when you arrived home. "How'd get in?" You asked her as you studied Natasha. She still had her red hair and it was also still the same length as before. 

"Picked your lock." Then she shrugged like it was nothing. You closed the door behind you before taking off your shoes and walking further in the room. "I need to buy a better lock then. So.. you haven't changed your hair."

She hummed and nodded in agreement. With slow but steady steps she was quick to be right in front of you. "Something constantly reminded me the sad and longing expression you had on your when I said I'd change it up." That was only part of the whole truth. She couldn't never admit the other part out loud. She'd come off too strong otherwise. 

"You should do what feels right for you and not get influenced by others." You told her. "Though I'm actually a tiny bit glad you're still a redhead."

"You sure are into redheads huh?" You blushed deeply since she was spot on. "I'm flattered." 

"Y-you're flattered? When you look like that." You looked up and down her whole figure. "Like a  - like a literal goddess and I look like a potato!" She leaned towards your ear, feeling the hot air that was her breath, it gave you goosebumps and as soon as her raspy voice hit your eardrums you got weak in the knees. "Potatoes might look average to some people but once you change them into fries, those 'potatoes' are suddenly pretty popular."

"You're seriously comparing this with actual potatoes??" She nodded. "Yeah why not?"

"Because that doesn't make me feel less flustered." You admitted quietly while she smirked at your confession. "Oh my, Y/N does this little teasing actually turn you on?" 

"How couldn't it? I mean with a voice like yours..! Anyways -" You tried to change the direction of the conversation but she cut you off. "No, no don't change the topic on me now this is too interesting. Tell me, what are things that turn you on?"

"You can't be serious Nat."

"Do I look like I'm kidding?" She looked so serious that it kinda frightened you. "I uhh-" Your brain was empty, you didn't come up with anything. "You put me on the spot and now I can't think of anything!" Natasha giggled, she loved the affect she had on you. "Enough about me, what is something that turns you on?"

"The other person being dominant especially in a domestic environment. And when someone plays with my hair." She clears her throat and looked away after she said the last sentence. The woman had said the other reason that she swore she wouldn't admit out loud of why she did not cut her hair cut. You gasped as you realized exactly that. "I guess there are more things but I-" You cut her off with a short unexpected kiss. Natasha thought she'd be embarrassed after admitting something so personal but she didn't feel that way. It was because you didn't judge her, there was no need for judgement in your eyes. She leaned her forehead against yours as she took in the needed comfort you gave her. You saw her relaxing even more when your arms went around her shoulder and your fingers curled in her hair. "I guess your voice is the biggest turn on for me. The different tones of your voice when you talk, especially your teasing voice has just something.. I don't know how to explain it but let's just say the range of your voice is sexy as fuck. But don't get me wrong, I can and do appreciate your voice simply as it is without getting turned on! I don't want you to think that I sexualize anything you do or say." 

"Thank you for being honest and treating me like I'm human." With the way she talked you assumed that most people didn't treat her well and that broke your heart. You were lucky that people weren't cat calling you on streets so you can only imagine how much worse it must be for women who are as stunning as Natasha and also who were in the public eye constantly. "Fuck everyone who doesn't treat you like human! You are not a puppet, you are not a robot or some toy to be played with! You and every other single woman are human beings that simply should be treated like any other human being." You took a deep breath to calm you down. "The idea that just popped into my head is ridiculous. I wanted to show you how you should be treated.. with sex but that's not the only way to demonstrate being treated right or be intimate with one another. So my dear Natasha Romanoff, what does your heart desire? Do you like flowers? Chocolate? Or books? Some people like CD's and Vinyls better. I'd even buy jewelry if you're into that? I'd even make those self made 'friendship' bracelets for us even though I don't have patience for that type of stuff."

"Your consideration is very heart warming Y/N." You felt her playing with the hem of your shirt. It made you think that she was a bit nervous. "I honestly don't know if I like to be showered with so much affection. I had a rough childhood with a much more difficult teenage hood so maybe a hug is all I need right now."

And so you hugged her for a long time. Turned out you needed a hug as badly as she did too. After a while you both moved to the couch and cuddled. At some point though you had the urge to hold Natasha in a spooning position. She agreed when you asked if it were possible to spoon for some minutes. Those few minutes turned into 30 minutes of enjoying each other's closeness. That half an hour was intimate and it somewhat bonded you both in a way you couldn't describe. "Are you ready to get up?" You asked as you planted a kiss on her shoulder. She turned her head as much as she could towards you. "5 more minutes?" You nodded and quickly stole a kiss from her. "I hope you don't mind me stealing so many kisses from you. Also in those five minutes you requested, could be switch positions? I wanna be hold by you now." You pouted with your mouth like a little puppy. 

"Your kisses are always unexpected but I let it slide since they're nice." She then turned her body with her hands on you, ushering you to do the same. You groaned at the sudden warmth change but turned around anyways. The arm that was looped around your waist had a nice comfortable weight and you almost didn't want to change that if you hadn't schemed another plan already. You wanted her hand to rest somewhere else, somewhere where it'd be more cozy, and that would be your boobs. You grabbed her hand and lead it up your t-shirt until the palm of her hand was touching your breasts. "This is so much better." It was the only thing you said. Not even a minute later, you felt soft pressure as she had started to groped your boob gently. The bra you wore was holding back a lot but from everything that you did feel was simply heavenly. "If only I were naked." You uttered the words with an almost inaudible moan. To tease you even further Natasha began to leave warm - nearly wet kisses on your neck. "Oh fuck, don't stop please." The pleading was now turning on the redhead. She never thought that being a little submissive would be so sexy. "Sweet Jesus I'm in heaven."

"We've barely even started yet Detka and you're acting all on edge already." She mused. You groaned again but this time at the little embarrassment you felt. "It was one moan! Don't judge me for something you are doing to me." The redhead grinned then dove back into kissing you. She lulled a few more moans out of you before she stopped. "The 5 minutes are over. Let's get our butts up and do something productive."

"If your 'productive' isn't making sweet love in the bedroom then no thank you." 

"Do you own a strap on or a vibrator?" You shook you head. "Then we won't make sweet love in your bedroom."

"Why are you trying to find an excuse right now? You of all people know that we don't need that to have fun. You have ten wonderful functioning fingers and big mouth to use. Not only that but scissoring, tight riding, abs riding exist."

The Widow looked embarrassed to the ground while trying to find the courage to tell you the truth. She huffed before speaking up. "I have scars." 

"Scars? That's it? Wow that makes you really so inhuman I'm scared." You joked which you then realized was the false move since you saw Natasha visibly tense. "I'm- I'm sorry. I don't know why I said that. Look, we all have scars. Either visible ones or hidden inside of us but those just show us how human we are, that we're not invincible." You took her hands into your. "Nat, having scars doesn't mean you're damaged or ugly. It means you survived the worst and shows how strong you are. And besides the point, I find scars so incredible sexy that I'd fall to my knees and worship every little one you have." She smiled at that before her lips crashed into yours. Hot and wet kisses were happening followed by a swift move of her lifting you up by your ass that got you wrapping your legs around her waist. Before you even knew it your back hit the mattress and your hands were pinned above your head. Her mouth wandered around your whole body, later followed by her hands that left not spot undiscovered. 

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[2smolbeans]

(Yandere CEO's right-hand man) Marco's dialogue towards his darling lover in his original canon universe:

"Me? Murder Angela? Do you really think of me like that?"

"Man, remember college? Pftt- I remember I had that midwest emo phase! But you? You haven't changed one last bit.."

"I'm sorry if I'm too clingy, you just make me happy that's all.."

"Y'know with this new promotion..I could treat you out to a dinner no one else could ever~ what do ya say?"

"Matheias..Man, I haven't heard from him since college..Now what did he say about me?"

"Ahh, well these gifts are for you and no one else! I mean for my first paycheck, I thought the first thing I'd spend it on was on you..Afterall you've been there for me thick and thin.."

"Man, to I'm related to one of the richest men in Korea! Damn..Dude you know what that means? I can do anything I want! Anything.."

"I'm just saying, you shouldn't be around them. I'm not trying to control you! But I'm just telling you, you're better off without them. I mean look at you! I wouldn't want anything to happen to my sweet employee~"

"I won't hurt you! L-Look, I know you saw me with that other guy, and..It was all just a misunderstanding! Trust me, I'd have to be dead before anyone touches a hand on you.."

"I don't understand it, you love me - I know you do! How could you not? You said it yourself before.. I've done so much for you. How could you say that?"

"Don't you understand how happier everything has been ever since you let me in your life? I was made to be with you, you can't deny that."

"I can give you so much more than what anyone could give you in their life! With the job I now have...With my money..You'll be set for life! You'll be spoiled rotten, you won't ever know what it's like to want something ever again. So stop making this hard for yourself, I don't want to be forced to do something that you might hate me for.."

"So what if I'm pathetic? You made me this way. You made me into this wallowing mess. It's your fault, so fix it."

"Honey..Honeybee...Stop this..I'm not mad at you, just a bit frustrated..Now open the door. I said open it...I SAID OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR."

"It's funny watching you struggle in my arms..You're like a small rabbit kicking around pftt- what? It's true. You're so light, I could just easily pick you up and drop you anywhere I want, and you won't even be able to stop me haha!

"Now now now..As much as I like the feeling of you holding me, I'm afriad that I'll have to get rid of your limb privileges if you pull that shit again. Now put down the knife or else."

"I won't let you get away from me. Killing yourself isn't an option. You'll grow old with me, you'll love me until we both die together. I don't care if I have to chop off your hands in order for that. Just... Honey, I love you, okay?"

"Have you ever heard of Sonic underground? Dude I used to watch that all the time as a kid! Like the- oh..Are you there? Ah..I think I might've put too much of a dose..Eh, it's okay, you're cute when your limp against me~"

"Honey... HONEY?! I swear to FUCK when I find you we are going to have a nice lovely fucking chat. Come on..Where are you?!"

"Haha.. HAHA! So that's how it is? You just lie and run off after everything? God, aren't you just a perfect manipulator"

"Ahh.. There you are. And right in the garbage bin? Do you really think I wouldn't tear through this whole entire city to find you? Awww.. Isn't that cute?"

"But ugh- I'd usually kiss you, but you're covered in gunk.. Okay ha. Ha. Ha. You won! Whatever, I'm taking you home you trash goblin."

"I'm sorry honey baby..But you've really tested my patience..I mean running off to the police like that? Causing a scene? I'm sorry but I have to put you in your place for being such a brat. I'm not upset at you darling..But I'm never letting you step foot out of this door again. Don't worry! Maybe we could figure out how you could get some company while I'm off to work..But you really hurt me doing that..You said I could trust you!"

"Haha! You're so cute when you cry like that. I want to see more of it."

"I'm not usually the type to do this, but seeing how you've been acting..I'm afraid that I'll have to collar you up like a dog. It won't hurt, I promise! It's only just a safety precaution for your own safety."

"Mhnn..You're so soft..So warm..I can't ever let you go..Ha! Well- not like you'll ever have the choice to leave me"

"What is it? Is it my looks? My voice? My personalilty? I can change it for you! I'll do anything to make you happy. But I'm not letting you go."

"I don't care how much you beg or scream at me, I don't care how annoying or bitchy you are- I'll never get tired of you."

"After everything..You just expect me to forget it? How can I? You're everything to me. You can't just do that. That's just cruel.."

"I know you're upset at me for getting rid of them.. I know its gonna be hard for you to forgive me..I'm sorry I hurt you that way. But there was no other option."

"I know their dead, but that's okay. I can provide more than they could ever. I'll be your everything, I'll provide everything for you."

"I know you love me, you’re just not ready to say it yet."

"I can't wait to see you dressed in all white.. Haha..Imagine what our wedding would be like?"

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#Marco Sangwook #Marco #Sangwook #yandere COO #rich yandere #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere prompt #yandere headcanons #yandere oc #yandere ocs #yandere best friend #yandere oc headcanons #oc headcanons #yandere oc au #2smolbeans ramble

[purpleisnotacolor]

watching the prequels after seeing all those memes about what the characters should have done was so funny, not only because every character was only ever two sentences away from making the memes reality, but because every single character is trying their hardest to do exactly that... and they all fail miserably, just because they lack the foresight we have.

every character is trying their hardest to double check, investigate, make amends, make the best of a bad situation, plan ahead, etc. ...and it ended the way it ended. the actual correct choices that all the memes frame as simple rationality are actually insane in-universe.

was Obi-wan supposed to accept an army of millions of identical human men? yes? no? how could you plan for that situation?

was Obi-wan supposed to believe Dooku on the spot without investigating his claim? well yeah actually, but who does that?

was Anakin supposed to kill Dooku? obviously not. Anakin straight up says he shouldn't, but his mentor/dad/the chancellor is saying it's okay so... sure? "actually, no I totally shouldn't have done that but... he's dead now so.... uuuuuh????"

should Dooku have yelled "Palpatine is the sith lord!" at Anakin so he wouldn't die? yes! but Palpatine's betrayal was not foreshadowed at all, so he's stunned for just a little too long trying to figure out what the heck is happening. "wait what? was this the plan? is he actually going to kill me? is this a test? what would this be a test of? why would- oh, I'm dead now."

Should Anakin have humbly accepted his place on the council? yes. and he did, just not humbly, because he was mad at the council because he thinks they're just using him to get to Palpatine... which they are.

so then should the council have asked Anakin to spy on Palpatine? ¯\_(:/)_/¯. manipulating people is bad but they need to investigate him somehow. they couldn't just stage a coup out of nowhere.

Or were they? was Mace Windu supposed to kill the chancellor on a hunch? yeah actually, but why would anyone assume that?

so I actually change my mind about the prequels being an idiot plot, it's a genius plot. a tragedy that wouldn't have happened if everyone (except for Anakin) was just a little more impulsive and stupid.

#my blorbo

[earthstellar]

on Propranolol (beta blocker) again for both cardiac and anxiety reasons

honestly it fucks with my asthma meds (some of which are beta agonists, so essentially they cancel each other out a little)

but I enjoy the "I'm not sedated but it sure feels that way" vibe that I personally get from this med lmao

if there's a Cybertronian equivalent of Propranolol, I have to wonder if Ratchet himself might potentially benefit from it, given his spark issues...

although it might be more effective for something like managing certain types of spark destabilisation, not chronic/long term spark burn out, but it could maybe be part of a condition management plan for some age related spark conditions which Ratchet's burn out at least partially qualifies as (on top of likely being stress exacerbated etc.)

once again wishing we had more canonical Cybertronian health details but I am Like This so of course I want those deets, lmao

in the universe where the Lost Light just kept on adventuring, I'm sure First Aid would eventually suggest it to Ratchet once they caught on to what's happening, earlier intervention may have been helpful and I think First Aid even suggests this to be the case in the last issue (would need to double check and I'm on work break right now lol)

but I can fairly easily imagine that Drift would eventually get worried enough about Ratchet's health that between him and First Aid, Ratchet would probably submit to the necessary exams/tests and at least give it a go lol

first few days would be amazing

"Ratchet do you have the data pad with today's outpatient clinic list on it?"

"eh"

"okay. Velocity, do you have the data pad with today's outpatient clinic list on it?"

lmao

he would adjust to it fairly quickly but that initial adjustment period would have Drift hovering around in the med bay like an HCA (healthcare assistant), just to keep an eye on him

Ratchet would try to complain about it but he'd be too physically zoned out for it. "I'm relaxed but not because I want to be. Aid, put those fragging tools back. Pretend I am shouting." First Aid would just give Drift a reassuring thumbs up while Ratchet's leaned back in his desk chair and can't see it lmao

Ratchet ends up falling asleep at his desk the first day and wakes up covered in a tarp/blanket Velocity had draped over him at some point (with Drift hovering nearby, of course)

Drift still worries but First Aid explained that the medication can contribute to drowsiness etc. so even though Drift is concerned, he thinks it's probably good that Ratchet's operating at a slower (and healthier) speed, and he's happy Ratchet is finally getting some much-needed care and rest :')

Still stresses Drift out to see Ratchet so slow and seemingly sedated for the time being, but he trusts First Aid and knows it's worth trying

Ratchet is mad about it lol but also admits that his spark compartment and chest mechanisms are less sore and he doesn't feel as overclocked as usual-- He does feel old, though, and doesn't like being slower and more tired even though that should improve a bit gradually, but he knows it's good to have finally sought out care, even if he only did it for Drift's sake (at first, anyway)

I gotta go back to work now so this isn't really a complete thought or anything but in my defense Propranolol has me slow as hell today LMAO

#idw ratchet #idw drift #idw first aid #lost light #mtmte #maccadam #maccadams

[godlizzza]

just read the epilogue for the couple down the street- love the fic so much, definitely going down as one of my favorites ever. a prompt for in that universe- if you think Dan and Herbert stick around- a teenage Piper? who barges into their house without knocking and complains to Herbert about her stupid teachers while they experiment on a dead body? really adore your writing

"Dr. Weeeest!"

The yell rang through the house, all the way down to the lab, rattling in Herbert's ears. He cringed against the onslaught but didn't get up to investigate. The years had told him what to expect by now, so he remained seated, threading his needle. A moment later footsteps thundered overhead and down the stairs until that someone jumped down the last few steps to land with a hard slap of sneakers against cement on the basement floor.

"Dr. West!" Piper exclaimed again, throwing her backpack down. "You won't believe the day I've had."

"Is it to do with that Brett boy again?" Herbert grumbled, peering through the microscope at the tissue sample of their newest cadaver. "I thought he got the message when you accidentally spilled a crate of dead frogs on him."

"Ugh, no, nothing about him. That was an accident though!" she insisted, slipping her jacket off and pulling a fresh set of scrubs over her t-shirt. She prattled on as she put on all her PPE- gloves, safety goggles, and tying her hair back. "So, I was in English today when Cindy- You remember Cindy?"

"No," Herbert said, adjusting the microscope.

Piper went on as though he hadn't spoken. "Well, Cindy comes up to me and is like, 'Did you cheat off my test?' And I was like, 'Um, no. I actually want to pass this class.' And then she gets all pissed at me! Like she didn't start it by accusing me of copying her- which I never would, by the way."

She came around to stand on the other side of the worktable, finally pausing in her tirade long enough to take a breath. Herbert looked up from his microscope to watch her go about setting up the tools. At just shy of sixteen she looked the ideal image of a girl; lively, pretty, and blonde. One might think she spent her afternoons going to the mall with friends or being taken out on dates by infatuated boys. Little did they know she preferred to spend her time elbow-deep in the guts of corpses.

She had mettle, that girl.

"Fascinating," Herbert droned. "Meet our new subject, by the way." He gestured down to the body laid out on the table. "Lewis Cranston, age thirty-five. Admitted two days ago complaining of pain in the lower abdomen. He died on the operating table when he had an allergic reaction to the anesthetic."

"Ouch," Piper said, pursing her lips. "That's a bummer."

"Major bummer," Herbert agreed. "For him, that is. Advantageous for us. Now, tell me: what's the first step?"

"Finding the cause of death," Piper replied instantly.

Herbert hummed and tapped the microscope. "Yes, but we already know the cause of death: allergic reaction. So, what's next?"

Piper glanced down at the body then back up at him, her eyes alight. "We find out what was ailing him in the first place."

"Correct," Herbert said approvingly and she beamed. "Which means?"

"Autopsy!" she said gleefully, clapping her hands.

"That's right."

"Where's Dr. Cain?" she asked suddenly, looking around as though expecting to see Dan hiding behind some boxes.

"Out on a sandwich run," Herbert explained. "I'm sure he won't mind if we start without him."

"You always say that, and he always gets mad," Piper replied, eyebrows raised.

"Well, then it's got to be true eventually, doesn't it?" Herbert reasoned.

Piper looked doubtful but didn't argue further as Herbert set up the camera on the tripod. She, like him, could never resist when there was work to be done. He liked that about her, even if she was noisy.

"Let's get to it then," he said, picking up his scalpel.

Piper nodded enthusiastically. "Okay!"

Just as Piper predicted, Dan was not pleased when he came home to find Herbert instructing Piper on how to perform a Y incision. The fact that she'd managed a remarkably clean cut did not seem to calm Dan in the slightest.

"-completely irresponsible!" he ranted at the both of them as they sat, cowed, before him. He turned on Herbert, looking furious. "You haven't created a sterlised environment. Neither of you are wearing your hair nets."

"But it itches," Piper whined, and Herbert internally agreed.

"Shush," Dan commanded, pointing a finger at her. "For all your mom knows, you're over here helping us with chores. She wouldn't be too pleased if I told her you'd been up to no good."

Piper sighed, her shoulders sagging with defeat. "Sorry."

Dan aimed a glare at Herbert, and he rolled his eyes but mumbled, "Sorry," too.

"Hmph." Dan crossed his arms over his chest and observed them both with a keen eye. "Don't expect any more sandwiches from me if you keep trying to do autopsies behind my back."

"I promise not to do any more autopsies behind your back," Piper vowed sullenly.

Herbert was more concerned with the first part of his sentence. "What sandwich did you get me?"

Dan looked annoyed but replied anyway. "Ham, gherkin and mustard."

Herbert sat up with interest while Piper made a face. All in all, it wasn't an unsuccessful afternoon.

#thank u so much for your kind message! im glad you enjoyed the fic #tbh ive thought about teen piper and danbert in their 50s quite a bit #piper has the look of a pretty popular girl but is actually a fucking weirdo #shed be a complete social pariah if she wasnt cute and didnt have an odd charm to her #enjoy! #the couple down the street #my fics #writing prompt #re-animator #herbert west #dan cain #piper skrelpton #danbert #kinda #asks

[montydrawsstuff]

I'd love to see if you have any ideas on how you think Katana and Slushie would first meet or become friends! We've been throwing out some silly ideas already but any call out to you specifically?

(Could be a multiverse thing, could be just your universe's Slushie counterpart, idk)

im gonna try to stick to my universe, just in case i mess something up with hers hehe

would love to write the oc cuties!

Katana huffed in his last "calming breath" before stepping back out onto the floor. It had been quite the lunch rush and he was pretty keen to spend the next 4 hours either staring at a wall or screaming at it. Still, he had one hour to go. One hour of busting his stripey ass and trying not to lose his cool- He never did at work, but today may have been his day.

"Keep yourself in the zone, son. Let your mind be calm as a river.."

That's what his father told him. Well, his river was just about ready for a tidal wave. His last table had done it. He was about ready to slice their whole party in half, or quit.

But surely, he could get through this last hour..

Thankfully, the place was dead. It wouldn't be long before they'd close till dinner, so it made sense, but it was still unusually quiet. Lucy gestured to a booth near the entrance, where someone light furred and fluffy took up most of one side.

Table for one? Okay loser... Actually I could do with some loser time too...

"Hey there! Welcome to the Golden Tiger! I'll be your server, names Katana- call me Kat."

The girl- some kind of fox he guessed- seemed surprised at his greeting. She jolted slightly, but didn't look up.

"Soooooo...... Can I get ya something orrrr... is that seat just comfy?" he asked, trying to keep himself from drifting.

"Umm.. do you have any recommendations? The Red Braised Pork looks good..." she murmured, with a sniffle.

Katana read all he needed from this girl, she was upset about something, probably had been crying. Just wants something yummy to make her feel better. So... in other words- an easy customer!

Or at least not his last customer!

"I mean... people order it? I can't tell ya personally if it's good since I'd die if I ate it but..." he chuckled.

Tell a little joke, show them the smile- god I'm such a good server!

"Is it... spicy?" she asked nervously, glancing up through her bangs, finally. She shot her eyes back to the menu soon after, though.

"yyyeah....? I mean, it won't kill ya but..."

"That sounds good.."

"Okay cool, and for drinks?-"

"-And some scallop pancakes, and extra rice... and the pork dumplings... and the egg drop soup please.."

Katana kind of just paused for a little before writing all that down. "Oookayyy.. You are... hungry. Um.. Drinks?"

"Just... green tea is fine..." she added, shyly sliding the menu over.

"Sure.. won't be long.." Katana gave another wonky smile before making his exit, just in time to see her steal a look.

Great, I'm the entertainment today I guess...

He took a look back at her, then to her order. Dang was it a lot of food, was this girl some kind of body builder? Where did she put it all? The cost didn't shake him, since their prices were pretty good for the quality, but the AMOUNT.

Girl ordered 3 sides and 2 mains dang it! Even with MAD munchies I couldn't do THAT!

He couldn't even be bothered to hand the order slip to his mother by this point, choosing instead to rip the page out and flick the page in her general direction and shout "Reflex test!" before heading back out.

Still dead. Good.

He leaned on the wall and stared at nothing, his mind still not hazed enough for his liking. Nevermind, soon enough he could just make a nest and just...

Do nothing?

He sighed and took a stroll back to the table.

"Hey."

The girl shot her gaze up, this was probably the last thing she wanted- to be berated by her server, the horror. But... Katana was bored, so she could suffer.

"So.. what are you doin' here all by yourself? New here?"

She blushed. "I have a friend in station square... well, she wasn't home, but she mentioned coming here before I think? She said it was... good"

"I mean, it's okay..." Katana drawled back "Yea, Sonic came here once. really put us on the map- brought all his friends"

The girl looked quite surprised at the name drop "Sonic the hedgehog?"

"Yea.. I think he was a hedgehog.. Looked like one... Apparently he's a big deal" he shrugged casually, fully knowing the huge celebrity status he had.

"Wow." she responded, kind of in awe "My friend... might have been with them..."

Katana hissed playfully through his teeth, giving a cheeky smile "Dang, you got famous friends? And here I was thinking I could impress ya with that one!"

She giggled. Haha! Cheering up already!

"Actually, I've been meaning to visit Mystic Ruin for a while. The temples are really beautiful and.." she blushed in a sort of dreamy way "at night... you can't beat the view... so many stars..."

"Oh.. right on. I guess I'm used to it, hehe... You don't get a sky like that in the big city."

Katana looked around nervously, where was this girl's dang food? Why hadn't anyone told him to buzz off yet? Weren't people generally creeped out by lizards, anyway?

"You know I don't think I heard you right when you introduced yourself, so I was surprised when you weren't a cat!" she giggled. Oh, so that's what that look was about.

"Oh, that's cool. I thought someone left their coat in the booth"

She giggled more. Okay, maybe this was a nervous thing now.

"It just sounded like... you said your name was Katana?"

"My name is Katana" he corrected, as if it weren't a strange thing to be named.

"Oh..."

"Katana! C'mere! Mom's got the food ready!" Lucy called "Get off your smoke cloud and come get it!"

"Geez, Fine! I'm comin', Batty!" he took his time at first, but remembered he liked this girl now so got his ass in gear. Though he was uneasy at how she stared at him again once his back was turned.

"Okay, that everything? Enjoy! And er... Have a good day!"

"Thanks... by the way.. sorry, you noticed me staring, didn't you..."

Do I make it awkward? uhhhhhh YEAH

"Ya, Don't worry, I know I'm a bit of a spectical.." He remembered the note he got instead of a tip from his last table, growling.

"I can't help but.. be fascinated by... scales... sorry!"

Ooooohhhhhh, she likes lizards! Duh!

Maybe she's dating one hehe

"Oh no worries, enjoy ya meal... errr"

"Slushie."

"Seriously?- I mean!- Nice name! Aw man... Well, we're even now! Hey let me know when you want a to-go box, 'Kay?"

Slushie nodded with a silly smile, already dug into her food.

To Katana's utter shock, she didn't need the to-go box

#have a this #idk if i wrote her well #but it was good practice at least #kat is a bity of a mofo #but hes a sweet boy deep down

[hopeful-hugz]

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🕯️ Okay so I'm sticking to this blog's muses for now and since I don't play favourites in general. I'll just talk about one of the muses that has had my braincell lately.

So, Leah! A muse I have yet to draw a reference for. His original iteration was made on Discord cause I wanted to expand more on the aethers' opposite species, nagete. That soon evolved into my wanting to test aether-nagete hybrids as well and expand on that.

I tend to test a lot of storylines with close friends on Discord so I can bring a more fine-tuned version of things here for you. I did that with Maria and Leah is another example of that.

Leah in particular I've struggled developing beyond him being a permanent antagonist on the blog.

His goals are horrific and terrible (something I'm not spoiling) and has accepted playing the role as the villain for the sake of that. But he really is just a guy who wants to run his radio, tv and online shows with his cast. He's a gameshow host mainly, but he's got some other things he films for the air too, more often than not having a live show or three every night when his shows are available.

Currently he's got a small group of four that make up his main cast!

Amygdala is one of them! Leah made her shortly after he ended up self-corrupting into a mix breed hybrid. Mixing nagete shadow manifestation and Hope's own DNA, she is to epitome of a stoic mad scientist and is responsible for making any beasts and creatures that are used for security and the games Leah hosts. Treats every creation like they're her pets.

The other two I can't go into much since they aren't officially debuted here yet and are written by a friend, but they are Leah's co-host and his best friend. Folks he originally thought would be interesting to save from a "bad end" timeline of their universe.

Originally he was gonna be "just the bad guy for this episode." Now he's attached and has lowkey started to make the amusement park grounds, the tower at it's centre where shows are filmed and the living spaces at the top of the tower a home he and his cast can use even after his plans come to fruition.

Lost Now Found from HOAAR is a good song for him regarding his Cast.

As far as his relationship with Cam, Hope and Teal, it's not a good one.

Leah originally tracked the two siblings down in regards to his investigations regarding Maria and the interest he took in her life, story and legacy. Things didn't exactly work out and he put them in a state of distress instead.

Naturally this got Chamyle's attention and made Leah pay dearly for even laying a metaphorical hand on them. [He's still salty about that and Cam's job as The Archivist having meant she was keeping an eye on him. Now he's more than aware of her "passing" and has instead directed that Pettiness towards Melody.]

Despite this, Hope still gave him another chance. The two talked for a while after that incident, exchanging questions on their views and goals. Until Hope gave him- a purebred nagete at the time- an answer to a question that made him start thinking. Too much logic can start turning an aether into a nagete or completely hybrid them; something that is considered the worst fate for any aether and nagete and something incredibly taboo.

In reaction to this, Leah snapped and had a breakdown. In the midst of said breakdown, he not only kidnapped Hope- having blamed her for the change- and demanded she fix him. When she couldn't, he decided if he was going down he'd take multiple universes with him. He really wasn't in his right mind at the time and even he will admit that if you ask.

Teal was the one to solve this issue and get back Hope. Still bears an aggressive view on the host; believing him to be a heartless monster who's only true goal is destruction.

Hope is terrified of Leah and tries her best to avoid him when possible. Though she doesn't hate him. If anything she feels sorry for him.

Leah still blames Hope for his hybrid state and hates her for it. Heavily dislikes Teal because of him being one of Maria's experiments among other petty things. He won't hesitate to actively mess with either sibling and will often do elaborate things to them just out of that hate and because he finds it amusing and interesting.

As far as the rest of the multiverse?

He's a heavy believer in people being free to do whatever they want or they should be given the power to wield autonomy. It's the main motivator behind his current overarching plan.

He takes freedom very seriously and treats his usual contestants and guests with that. Picking on a volunteer basis and making sure people know what they are getting into (and that they may not leave the studio ever again should they participate in certain games.)

But he can't tell the multiverse this. Doesn't care to with how bored and tired of everything he truly is. It has to stay all behind-the-scenes. He's their enemy of the multiverse; the Big Bad Evil Guy! The Villain!!

People need to believe he's such so they can come up with their own reasoning behind his actions.

He knows the path he's taking, but he's taking it of his own free will.

#askthekirbysquad #Breakfast in Space || OOC #The Way Things Work Here || Headcanons #Your Gracious and Enticing Host~! || Leah #Star Callings || Asks

[juststupid882]

Kinderverse Chapter 1: The Dark

One rainy day on the outskirts of a castle, a prince, a witch, and a bounty hunter were looking for ways to revive... an old friend... but apparently a spell went wrong and now they will have to go on an adventure where they will be in different universes in which they could see themselves but from other universes, someone named Kidd would let them stay at his house while they try to contact someone but one has another plan...

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‘‘ A 34-year-old boy finds 3 people lost in an alley walking aimlessly, and it's a good idea for him to let them stay while he finds out where they are from and how to return them home. ‘‘

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K: My name is Kidd, what are their names?

M, J & C: Monty /Jerome / Carla

K: oh, Uhh..

K💭: Damn!, this will be more difficult..

_Kidd left the room they were in so he could talk to Billy who had recently arrived._

M: I still think this is a bad idea.

J: at least we are under a roof and not getting wet in the rain

C: hmmj..

M: But I don't think it would have been right to be here, and besides, all this happened because of Jerome, right?

C: Monty! don't be a jerk

M: I'm just telling the truth, we wouldn't be here if he had just faced his responsibilities as a prince.

J: We'll talk about it tomorrow, what matters is to rest after all this madness…

_____With Billy And Kidd_____

K: Billy! is seriously! they have nowhere to go we have to call monty!

B: Why don't we talk about this tomorrow about leaving work early? do you think? For now we'll let them stay

K: Okay..

B: Also, I think he's taking care of Samantha.

K: Who?

B: You do not remember? she came to our house one day

K: No ;-;

B: Pfft-

K: Is seriously! I don't remember இ௰இ

B: Hahahah!

K: Don't laugh Jerk! ಥ_ಥ

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The next morning everyone was already a little calmer, they managed to contact Monty and went to his house so he could find out what was happening.

A!M: Other Universes.. uh?

A!M: It wouldn't matter if I gave them some tests, right?

M, J & C: What?!?!

A!M: I just want to check a few things, nothing else, so?

J: It won't hurt us, right?

A!M: Depends

J: Uhhh...

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A!M: How come you walk with flower roots on your legs?!

M: Well, since an "ACCIDENT" the only thing I remember is that someone took me and offered me Tea and Medicine, because I was injured, and while I was growing up roots began to appear and I thought it was because of the Medicines or the Tea that they offered me.

J: ...

M: Besides, what does this have to do with it? Do we have something that can bring us back home?

A!M: Maybe this Citrine Quartz that you have in your friend's crown

M: A citrine quartz?! I thought it was just a crystal, nothing more!

A!M: I don't know, maybe I can figure out a way to return them with this

_After almost 9 hours of work, some did not work… but Carla offered to see if she can still do spells and do the same thing that brought them here…_

C: I think that was…-

J: Carla, get down!

C: What are you talking about, it's not about to explode-

C: Holy Sh"t!

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J: Carla--

C: Shut Up!

J: Carla! take it easy!

C: HOW DO YOU WANT ME TO CALM DOWN IF I DID NOT EVEN DO THE SPELL RIGHT TO TAKE US HOME?!

C: Don't tell me to calm down because the truth is I'm just so scared!

C: I don't understand! Why?! Why did Penny think I was stronger than her or nugget?!

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C: I don't understand!

_In despair Carla left the room where she were terrified.._

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J: It still affects her that Penny is not here..

M: We can't do anything with her about it, she doesn't even want to bring it up..

J: It was my fault..

M: yes, it was your fault

____After all, Jerome went to get some air after everything that happened.___

K: Is there space for one more?

J: Oh, it's you, of course.

K: I have a question for you.

J: what question?

K: Do you miss home?

J: …of course not

K: why?

J: It's so horrible, at least I'm alive, but I can't forget all the horrible things I did and all the things that happened because of me..

K: We can't do anything to fix the things sometimes

K: But you can face the consequences and fight for what you love, right?

J: you're right..

K: start with talking to Carla

K: Maybe that will help…, Monty and I will find another way to return you to your home

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J: Carla…

C: what do you want now?!

J: …

C: leave me alone

J: Did Penny want you to be like this?

…

C: Watch your words because you don't know where you're going

J: I know, and that's why I came to talk about it

C: of what? How penny wanted to make fun of why I don't even know how to fly on a broom?! let alone cast a spell?!

J: Carla, are you listening to what you say?! She never wanted to make fun of her, she wanted you to become stronger than her..

C: and how do you know?!

J: She told me!, before they captured her..

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C: was she with you all this time?

J: Carla, after that the hunters came and left me unconscious-

C: and WHY DID YOU NOT SAVE HER?!

J: Please listen to me!- I didn't do good things! I know, I wanted to run away..

J: I hated everyone and I was happy to see almost everyone die, but then I met you and I knew that there is something worth saving… let me reward you for everything I did, I know you can, you are powerful, but you are distracted by the death of your friend, I know you can, if Penny trusts you, I trust you too

C: Nice speech, idiot

J: Really?! From one to ten, how much did you like it?

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K: I would like to see what your world is like

B: do you want to go?

K: but there will be a way to return, right?

A!M: well yes, so you can visit any place for as long as you want

K: Billyyyyyy

B: I understand- you can go

K: :D but you're going with me! It will be fun!

B: wow wow- do you really want me to go with you?

K: sure! I can't survive without the love of my life..

B: …okay

K: :D

J: We're back.

A!M: Just in time

A!M: Good luck.

M: …

J: We're finally coming home..

C: it seems

K: we will go with you! ^^

J: do you have a way to return?

K: Sure! Everything is under control!

J: Heh, okay, bye!

A!M: they bring me a memory-

B: we will try

~💫🎇~

K: This is your Home..?

J: No…

C: Did it go wrong?! , Where are we?!

B: I don't know, the best thing would be to ask for help..

C: Sounds good to me…

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~end of chapter one~

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Bonus...:

I will not repeat it, where are they

I told you I don't know!

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Will you tell the truth? or will you remain silent?

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AU Creator: @annytodoappforme

Staff:

@annytodoappforme (Director and Screenwriter)

@juststupid882 ( Artist and Screenwritter)

˖ ࣪⋆ ࣪.⌗ ﾟ˗ˏˋ Boing ´ˎ˗ ✮ ( Screenwritter )

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Soon: Chapter 2: Shame

#kindergarten au #kindergarten game #art #kindergarten 2 #kinderverse au

[window-cleaner-9000]

Me and @koi-eats-rocks hold a really wholesome headcanon with Childe and Bennett. That hc is that Childe officially adopted Bennett just so that Bennett could have a legal parent outside of the ones caring for him in the Adventurer’s Guild, and that Childe is one of the best adoptive dads ever.

Before you continue, be aware that this is more of an AU(alternate universe) type work, so please keep that in mind

I’m already planning to finish it at some point later this or next month, so Im giving it a little test run before i officially post it to ao3. here’s that tester:

 “Dad?” The tear-filled words rang out in Ajax’s head as he looked over his computer to see that his son, Bennett, was standing in the doorway, crying.

“What is it? You can tell me anything,” Ajax said as he rolled his chair away from his mahogany desk and patted a pale hand on his lap while smiling sweetly at his son, signaling Bennett to come over and talk about his troubles. Bennett obliged and padded over, clambering into his father’s lap and sobbing quietly into Ajax’s chest, tightly gripping the fabric of his father’s black hoodie.

“Hey,” Ajax softly cooed, running his hand through his son’s silvery hair. “Hey, it’s okay, I'm here. What’s bothering you?” he asked as Bennett pulled his head away. His bright green eyes were stained a pink color due to them being bloodshot as he was crying, and his pale, tear-streaked, freckled cheeks were bright red–and likely raw–from him wiping his shirt sleeves on them.

“Bennett, what’s making you so sad?” Ajax softly asked, and finally got a response from his seven-year-old son.

“The other boys at school are mad at me for my bad luck–hic–making them lose the dodgeball game we had in gym class on Wednesday. They–they won’t stop saying–hic–it’s my bad luck that made momma leave. They're saying–hic–she didn’t want a kid with bad luck–hic–so she abandoned me." Bennett sobbed.

“Well, first of all, if they start talking about or to you like that again, tell me immediately and I will deal with it. I will call their parents myself if I have to. Your mother didn’t leave because of you, she left because she was sick of ‘raising a family’ as she said it. It wasn't your fault, Benny. Secondly, your bad luck doesn’t define you as a person. Hell, you don’t even have this ‘bad luck’. If you did, then we probably would have had to move out of this house ten times by now.” Ajax sighed as he comforted Bennett, feeling guilty for allowing his ex to randomly abandon both him and Bennett in the middle of the night four years ago, leaving him to raise their son on his own. ‘If only I had been more perceptive of the woman’, he thought, ‘then I would have been able to prevent all these years of hardship.’

An hour of soothing a sad and emotionally vulnerable son later, Bennett was fast asleep in his father’s lap, a small puddle of drool now beginning to drip onto the right bicep of Ajax’s favorite sweatshirt. He smiled and sighed as he picked Bennett up and stood, making his way around the desk he’d previously been sitting at and to his son’s bedroom, where he tucked Bennett in for a much-needed nap. The kid needed it, and he deserved the rest after dumping a secret to his father while sobbing uncontrollably.

Seeing as it was noon, and a Friday rather than a Saturday or Sunday, Ajax thought it’d be a good idea to make a call to his son’s school. The ginger hesitated as he tapped in the phone number to the school, before deciding against it. He still had to get the names of those bullies after all. Ajax sighed, thinking about what it would be like to give his son a perfect life, with two loving parents instead of just one. That was why he’d been putting himself out there while his son was at school, attending extracurricular activities during the week, or when he would send the kid off to his favorite babysitter, Zhongli, for an evening. He was desperately trying to find a good candidate to be his empty half and an excellent parent to his son. Someone to replace that bitch of a mother his son had. Still, he’d been unsuccessful for many months.

That’s all for now, folks. If you like it, please let me know! I’m always down for (very gentle) constructive criticism!

#bennett genshin impact #childe genshin impact #genshin fluff #fatherly childe #genshin impact #platonic #mentions of bullying #wholesome #modern au #childe is called ajax

[crystalelemental]

What's one more?  What's one more good showing of something that I legitimately shouldn't be doing?  I'm sure it's fine, right?  It's fine.  Oh wait, it isn't, because everyone wants to act like a clown.

Vs. Lucian Emboldened by hubris, I entered this fight with a team I hadn't used but knew could off-type.  My Lodge Steven is EX now, his sync can absolutely handle it.  Or he would be able to handle it, if he could land the flinch.  And even then we need to survive sync, which only happens by Roxanne's grace.  C!Blue was able to handle finishing up by preparing the sides.  You really need to weaken them so when Steven blows up center with sync, you're in OHKO range.  This team felt like they did well pre-EX in Alola, but Sinnoh is a much different beast.

Vs. Aaron Speaking of beasts, the trial by fire is back, and I am lacking in firepower.  Instead, I got a really funny thought into my head.  Specifically, I bet Emma can do it.  So after a few tries of realizing I accidentally left Strikers Take 3x Damage on, I get to the main show...to find out that Looker/Emma isn't enough.  Looker's damage is too low.  So I had to bring in Iris.  Whose Hyper Beam contributions are just as pathetic, frankly, but at least she has Zone, whereupon Emma was smacking Aaron around for 12k damage per shot.  Which also often wasn't enough!  Because Megahorn can truck Anabel, and you need flinches to ensure second sync, and yeah Emma can wipe them out on her sync but only if she doesn't miss crit, otherwise you're dealing with Endurance.  It's great, everything's fine, I'm not mad who's mad?

Vs. Bertha You know.  I don't think I've ever used base Kris off-type.  We gotta fix that.  Fortunately, she's insane.  Mega Kick is great damage, and her sync is absurd.  Winona is required for a bit of flinch action to reach second sync, and Variety Lorelei...look, I keep forgetting her skill is Fleet Feet, not Pep Rally, which is endlessly disappointing.  This team would be better with Sonia, but weak to Ground.  We did what we had to.  Kris still kicked them apart, but it was rough. Her final sync actually does like half Bertha's HP and obliterates sides. I was impressed.

Vs. Flint Okay, here's where it got bad.  I figured hey.  Lodge Rosa beat Lucian during testing.  Let's try that here.  Hey?  Hey, past me?  You only won because of Colress' accuracy drops.  Flint has Piercing Gaze, you rube.  So, that went great.  Then I thought hey, SC Jasmine!  She can enable someone who can-oh, Hammer Arm.  Hmm.  Eventually, I settled on this shit.  SS Kris is amazing, and Clair is a beneficiary of her abilities.  I figured if I can't dodge, let's debuff with Elesa, who also provides paralysis.  Now, this team should not win.  It had no business winning.  But the universe contorts itself to make Kris incredible, and the end result was the win you see before you.  Kris' buffs kept Clair and Elesa alive through sync.  Elesa dropped just before Flint went down, but Clair endured due to a whopping four paralysis procs.  Clair is alive on accident, but by god she did it.  I have never been more proud of something that was not at all a matter of my actions.

Vs. Cynthia Okay, NOW we can have Lodge Rosa win.  "Did you know H!Caitlin is weak to Fairy?"  Mother of fu-

I feel like this is a testament to Colress.  A bit to Rosa too, but mostly to Colress.  Those accuracy drops mattered tremendously on the sides.  If it weren't for a dodge, Rosa would be a corpse.  Even Fire Blast can miss now.  H!Caitlin is tanky beyond belief, and permanent field effects does keep everyone in top shape.  But the difference between this win and the last one is that this was at least somewhat calculated.  You can plan around the accuracy drops getting you a miss.  Especially when that miss is against Blizzard.  Moreover, Colress also has paralysis, which turns off Cynthia's Healthy Advantage.  Is there anything this man can't do?  Sync.  Because mine is 1/5.  But beyond that, he's ideal.

Final Thoughts I've been avoiding final thoughts broadly because we've been winning fairly easily, but this one took serious effort.  So let's talk.

Aaron is a shitass.  Team Endurance is one of the nastiest things any team has done.  It's so wildly frustrating.  Endure is a major component of why I didn't like Fairy-weak Marshal: Endure with evasion strats is just shitty to deal with.  Getting it on everything, including sides that start spamming AoE?  Awful.  Terrible.  High-DPS on Megahorn combined with AoE moves like Bulldoze and Brutal Swing also just make him a wretched experience.  That said, the real problem is when you go off-type.  Because on-type?  Sync bypasses Endurance.  So someone like Silver can just blow up the sides, problem solved.  That doesn't really happen when you're off-type, unless you are a next-level powerhouse.  This is really the struggle with doing off-type clears with Aaron.  It's an effective deterrent, and one they might want to consider more often. Sincerely, if their current plan is to eliminate off-type offense without ruining stall, Endurance is a very effective tool.

Bertha is pretty easy.  Aside from how easy it is to win at Grass-weak, Bertha just doesn't offer much.  If you can turn off her weather, you've basically won already.  She has trap and flinch through Sand Tomb and Bite, but they're relatively low BP moves and easier to handle than most of this week.

Flint is, in some ways, the hardest fight this week.  Aaron is a punk, but Endurance can be bypassed by a sync.  A strong enough EX Fire-type striker can blow Aaron apart without issue, and Megahorn only happens some of the time.  But Flint?  Flint's got Mind Games 9 on everyone, Piercing Gaze on everyone, Hostile Environment 4 on everyone, and consistently spams high BP moves like Fire Blast, while the sides are Hammer Arm to mess up special tanks, and Heat Wave to mess up everyone.  Flint is just very hard to deal with.  He requires immunity to Burn, immunity to special defense debuffs, and someone tanky enough to take those repeated hits.  It's not an easy thing to do.  The fact that he comes in with +2 special attack and gets Brainy Rush also makes him relatively challenging to keep debuffed without specialization, which makes the fact he has physical moves just great.  I hate him.

Lucian isn't terrible, but he's still a problem.  Satisfied Snarl can really mess up a team, which is extra nasty against Ghost-types that are mostly special.  Earthquake as AoE is also rough, given how many things are apparently weak to it.  Zen Headbutt also causes issues with the flinch rate, and they all seem to have it.  But realistically, that's less devastating.  It's extra manageable because Lucian's moves can miss.  He doesn't have Piercing Gaze, and doesn't seem to buff accuracy, so he's fully manageable.  Bertha at least forces the need for weather.

Cynthia...I feel like she should be trickier than she is.  Togekiss has Fire Blast as a scary move, and again with Hostile Environment 4.  Evasive Rush 3 can also cause problems if it gets that far.  Healthy Advantage providing damage reduction also means there's a gimmick to check.  But strangely, I don't have too much trouble with her?  It's weird, like I expect more resistance than I get.  I definitely don't think she's as tough as Aaron or Flint this week.

#champion stadium #sinnoh cs #off type clear

[olddirtybadfic]

The Sad Saga of James Morgan and Company: The Trouble Is Made Double

In which James loses his blood innocence (first kill drama) but gains a doppelganger.

This fic contains: Colorful language; possible out-of-character moments for James and Meowth; convoluted occult lore; murderous, occult-powered Jessiebelle; ellipses abuse; original characters; blood and violence (including sexual violence); Jessiebelle slut-shames James a lot; Jessie is still dead; Jesus Hades Christ eleven!me tortured James (and Meowth!) a lot in fic (and then I decided one James wasn't enough); James still has magical powers

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*Jessiebelle kidnaps James again. Meowth meets Lenny and they both follow.

*At the dungeon, Jessiebelle has a new guard named Tyrel, who looks down at James mockingly.

Jessiebelle: Tyrel, help me find a way to punish this strumpet. James: I'm no strumpet! I'm still a virgin! Jessiebelle: I would've thought you'd sin with Tylas or Lucian. James: Don't you say their names. Tyrel: If you want, I could dig them up for you. James: I will beat the piss out of you. Tyrel: I'd like to see you try, whore-lock.

*James starts punching and kicking Tyrel. Tyrel is bigger than him, so his fighting doesn't do anything.

Tyrel: You're so soft. Will you love me like the other guards?

*Tyrel grabs James's ass and pulls him down. James bites Tyrel on his dick.

Tyrel: Get this crazy ho off my fuckin' dick!

*Meowth and Lenny come in. Jessiebelle whips James.

Meowth: He fights good, in a dirty way.

*Jessiebelle pulls James off Tyrel's dick. Meowth and Lenny get James out of there.

Meowth: That was weird. James: He grabbed my arse and called me a whore. Meowth: Now I see why you did that.

*Suddenly, a trap closes around James's leg. He shrieks.

Meowth: What's wrong? James: I think Jessiebelle set a trap and I fell into it.

*Meowth and Lenny pry the trap open and get James's leg out, somehow managing to avoid the powder smeared on it. James looks relieved until he sees the powder seeping into his skin. His eyes widen.

Meowth: What's wrong? James: It has poison on it. (winces) I'm starting to think the universe has something against me. Meowth: You and me both.

*James continues to put antidote on the poison.

James: (sighs) I'm just a bad luck charm. If life was a test, I'd get an "F." You're probably better off without me. Meowth: Don't say that. (grabs James's hands) We're stronger as a team. I will not leave you behind.

*They manage to keep away from Jessiebelle and Tyrel for a while.

-O-o-O-

*Imagine Tyrel made James so mad, he did an awful thing.

*James, Meowth, and Lenny are walking through the woods. Tyrel kidnaps James. Meowth and Lenny follow them (as usual). Tyrel does everything to torture James. Jessiebelle just stands by watching and smiling at the whole scene. Tyrel grabs James's nether areas. James tries to kick Tyrel. Tyrel pushes James against a wall with his foot. James gets away from the wall and punches Tyrel. Tyrel grabs James.

Tyrel: You are a disgrace and dishonorable for refusing to marry Jessiebelle. You must be punished! James: Let go of me!

*James starts fighting like mad. He grabs the pure death knife and stabs Tyrel three times. Tyrel is dead.

James: What have I done? Jessiebelle: (smirking) Congratulations, James. Your first kill.

*James just whimpers.

Jessiebelle: You should be happy. You didn't even like him. James: I drew blood. I killed someone. Jessiebelle: And the really funny part is, I controlled you and made you kill him. (laughs)

*James snarls and glares at Jessiebelle.

James: Leave me alone.

*Meowth and Lenny drag him out of there. James is pale.

Meowth: Are you okay? James: No.

*James begins to cry quietly.

James: I hate Tyrel. And I hate Jessiebelle. (sobs) Meowth: I know how you feel.

*Meowth puts his arms around James. James hugs Meowth. They stay like that for a long time. Neither of them are thinking about Jessiebelle's newest guard.

-O-o-O-

*Imagine Jessiebelle got a new guard. This guard really surprises James and Meowth.

*Their day starts out just like any other. Walking along, minding their own business, trying to avoid death. Then Jessiebelle grabs James inconspicuously. Meowth and Lenny follow. Jessiebelle takes James to her dungeon.

James: What more could you possibly want to do to me? Jessiebelle: Don't you want to meet my new guard? James: I'd rather not. Jessiebelle: Well, you're going to see him anyway. Evander, you can come out now. Evander: Is he here?

*Evander's voice sounds very familiar to James, but with a different accent.

Jessiebelle: Don't be shy. Come meet your target.

*A black-clad boy comes out of the shadows. James gasps. The boy looks exactly like James. The same hair, the same body type, the same face. And he's smirking evilly and James is staring at him, horrified.

Evander: What are you staring at, James? James: You have my face.

*Evander looks straight into James's eyes. His eyes are an icy shade of pale green, much colder than James's emerald green eyes.

Evander: Not exactly. I have the same Pokémon, too. James: No, you don't. You can't. Evander: You're right. Koffing and Weepinbel aren't the same as Weezing and Victreebel.

*James faints from the shock and from staring into Evander's eyes.

Meowth: What have you done to him?! Evander: He can't handle my Glare.

*Evander pimp slaps James. James wakes up, covered in sweat.

Evander: Did you have a nice nap?

*James just snarls and scowls at him in a very undignified way.

Jessiebelle: Good boy, Evander. Evander: Thank you, Master.

*Jessiebelle pats Evander on the head. Evander smiles like a dog getting patted on the head.

James: If you're so obedient, why don't you marry Jessiebelle? Evander: Because I'm helping her marry you. And I'm not suited to become the sacrifice. Jessiebelle: Leave Team Rocket. Marry me. James: No. I won't leave Meowth. Evander: Come now, the Temple Witch told you you're no good at it. James: That Temple was a trap! You disrespected Tylas's spirit!

*Evander hits James across the face.

Evander: Don't you tell us about disrespect, trollop!

*Evander takes out a Pokéball and releases a Persian.

Evander: Persian, fury swipes!

*Persian scratches James. He cries out in pain. Evander calls out an Arcanine.

Evander: His name is Archie. James: Copycat. Evander: Archie, bite him!

*Archie bites James. James screams. Evander calls back Archie and Persian. He starts beating James himself. He continues to whip James even after he's unconscious.

Meowth: Get away from James!

*Meowth slashes his way in and fights off Evander. He and Lenny get James out of there. He's covered in blood. Meowth collects some of the blood, cleans James up, and takes care of his wounds. James wakes up.

James: Is he gone? Meowth: Don't worry. He's not here.

*James begins to cry silently.

James: Why did she have to get a guard that looks exactly like me? Why did I have to kill that other guard? Meowth: It was self defense. James: That was my first kill ever. Meowth: I hate to say it, but you might have to do it again.

*James looks at Meowth, horrified.

Meowth: You have to kill Evander. James: No! I couldn't! Meowth: But if you don't kill him, he'll kill you!

*James shakes his head.

James: I'm not killing anymore. Tyrel will be my first and last kill. I can't kill Evander. Meowth: Then what are we going to do? James: I don't know. But there has to be another way.

*To be continued….

-O-o-O-o-O-

Moral of the story: If you keep saying "Make it double," one day a fic writer will actually take you up on it.

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[henryandkalcavillsdogpack41482]

Fluff

"I think I'm gonna fail this test-" "It's okay, you pass in my heart." "That means nothing."

"Am I your favorite?" "I like your dog a bit more than you, I won't lie."

“wherever you want to go, i promise i’ll be with you every step of the way.”

“Do you think we’re friends in every universe?”

“you’re interesting and different and I like that.”

“I feel like I can tell you anything.”

“Please don’t ever become a stranger.”

“I like being alone but I'd rather be alone with you.”

“you're not burdening me, my love. taking care of you is my responsibility.”

“don't worry, I'll be here when you're awake.”

"You have given me enough memories to last a lifetime."

“We should compare hands, you know. science.” “what?” “what? it’s not like we haven’t done anything worse.”

“how do i know if i have a crush on someone?” “Well, you can’t stop thinking about them, you feel strange when they’re around, and then you want to— why are you looking at me like that.”

“they would be so mad if they found out.” “fuck ‘em”

“Dying is easy. I’d live for you. I’d go through anything for you,”

“When I’m with you, I’m not just existing, I’m living,”

“You’re best decision I’ve ever made,”

“Nothing would ever stop me from loving you,”

“i got you sweetheart, come here”

“Apparently all our friends have a bet that we will end up together.”

Angst

“I’ve been horrible to you this whole time, on purpose, to drive you away. Why do you keep coming back?” “Because you’re the only one who isn’t treating me like I’m some fragile, innocent little thing to protect.”

"If I ask you to kiss me in front of all these people, will you do it?"

"I am here to tell you that I cannot meet you anymore."

“you always push people away. i just thought you’d never do it to me”

“i know i have a heart because i can feel it breaking”

“You broke me, and I’m never going to be the person I was before I met you,”

“I’m hurting and you’re still pushing. Why?”

“I was all alone.”

“I’m leaving.” — “I expected nothing more.”

“Please don’t make me say goodbye to you.”

“I’ve spent too long letting my heart break for you, I have to let go. Please, let me go.”

“I cried for you and then I got over you. You have no right trying to reverse that.”

“There’s been an accident.”

“Sometimes, it’s easier to just not say goodbye.” 

“Walk away, that’s what you’re good at.” 

“I don’t want to go alone.” “Just close your eyes and we’ll be together before you know it.” 

“It’s like I don’t even know you anymore.” “Maybe you never did in the first place.” 

“It’s the first time we’ve seen her since everything happened.” 

“It’s been the best three months of my life, I want you to know that.” 

"It's hard, but one day I'll just be a story you tell someone else."

Smut

“You look so good beneath me.”

“Shut up, you’re going to get us caught,”

“Will you be gentle with me?” “Absolutely not,”

“I am not going to be that easy.” “Really? Because I can tell you’re about to be putty in my hands.” “Why don’t you give it your best shot, [name].”

“I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist me.” “You started this, don’t even put it on me.” “You’re the one with your hands all over me, sweetheart.” 

“You better put your mouth to good use before I murder you.” “As you wish [title in a teasing tone].”

“Need help getting out of those clothes?”

“oh, no, don't mind me. I'm just enjoying the view.”

"did you really think we were just going to bed?"

“We can’t just fuck on the side of the road!” “Can’t we?”

“swallow it, that’s a good girl”

“You wanna make me a daddy huh?”

“oh honey, you take it so well”

“you are the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, hands down”

“all I know is, it’s taking everything in me not to fuck the living shit out of you right now”

“Do you want to continue this in the shower?”

“The game is, either of us is only allowed to touch the other with their mouth.”

"I don't care how good it feels, you'd better not cum until I tell you to."

"When I get home I expect you to be undressed and waiting on all fours for me."

"When we get home I'm cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night until my jaw is sore."

[yashashveeroy]

✨"You don't have to love, You just.... fall in love" said my Mother Dearest.

"But... what if it's a love that is unreturned?" said I, her little King.✨

⚜️And there they were, The Empress {mother dearest}, sitting at the table, while The Hermit {I, her little King}, sat on the floor. The Empress spoke of the complexities of Romantic Love and The Hermit simply tried to understand everything that there was to it. They say that The Empress already knew that The Hermit had fallen in love, without even realizing it.⚜️

Disclaimer: As I write this letter in a state of utmost Vulnerability, know that it is to Heal. If not to Heal, then to Express Emotions and to let the Universe know that I am still so new to Romantic Love and that I'm learning. If you too wish to Heal your Heart with me, come aboard, we got this.

For these placements: Saturn in the 4th, 5th & 7th House. Saturn in opposition, conjunction and square to Venus or Moon. It’s okay if you don’t have these placements, just Feel. 🧿✨🤍

Dearest Saturn,

I didn’t think that the predictions of your influence on my life were going to come true so fast. I must say, it baffles me. Regardless, I’m here now and I demand your attention, not out of anger or hate, but rather, the thirst to learn a little bit more about the Matters of the Heart and Relationships that you so grandly rule over, in my natal blueprint.

Obviously, over the years you have always managed to bring some amount of self-discipline, self-reflection, self-discovery and even lessons relating to important moments, in my life. Your prominence is crystal clear through the existence of what I call; ‘The Holy Saturn Trinity’ containing the beings in my house. My Mother Dearest being, of course, in the 1st place. Oh, you must really enjoy the sarcasm thrown my way!

Tell me Saturn, what am I to do with all this love that unconsciously grew after coming in contact with him? I did initially think that I fell for him but I didn’t pay attention until my Mother Dearest said to me “I don’t know if you realise this, but somewhere deep down, I see that you have fallen for him”. These words hit me so hard. I only thought of how I could’ve at least paid attention before when the thought came and avoided this pain. It was now so clear in my face, my heart and in my mind.

I mean, he could’ve at least met me, right? I did tell him that it was far, 14 stations far from where he was going to be. So close, yet so far. I guess I just didn’t think that he would actually stop thinking of meeting me when I said “Don’t burden yourself, it’s okay”. Maybe I was expecting too much and tried very little. Maybe I should’ve just…. called him and said “Where are you? Let’s meet if you have time.”

Instead, I just let him inform me of his arrival and departure. It made me so mad. I really wanted to see him. I was so hurt about the fact that he didn’t even once make a phone call while he was here. That night, I sat with a tub of ‘Gold Medal Ribbon’ ice cream and finished it all. Never did it in my entire 20 years of existence but I just couldn’t that night. Someone better get me a “Gold Medal Ribbon” for that moment.

Yes, while talking to my friend that night I said some horrible things about myself, I thought thoughts that haven’t come to my head in many years. Suddenly, I wanted to become cold hearted, again. It was violent, those couple of hours. I’m just glad I didn’t turn to my old habits and behaviour patterns. Wow, I’m crying, but you know what, I passed the test. It truly hurts but also makes me happy to know that my heart’s strength is growing more and more.

We both know more than anyone how much pain I can cause when I become cold.

You know Saturn, I was once the girl who used to openly tell her crushes that she liked them. I wonder where’d she go or what happened to her. Yeah…..., I was bold like that. Even after getting made fun of and embarrassed by that senior who I confessed my feelings to at the school farewell party, I still had it in me. Oh my goodness, do you remember how I cried my way back home? All because he hated that he and I almost shared the same name and because he found me ugly. My Mother Dearest really got mad at me for thinking so small of myself. She drilled into me that I am worth it and that “rejection is okay” because I have a long way to go in life. She told me that someday I might have to reject someone too and I started crying louder at that because I could only feel what a person who’s been rejected could feel at that time. My Mother Dearest laughed so hard at me during that moment!

In all honesty, it does sound like something out of a comedy show.

But I think I may have closed myself up, rather my heart, from feeling anything romantic. Especially after getting kissed last year by my first love, a love that grew when I first saw him in sixth grade. Funny how my Mother Dearest tells me he felt the same way about me but he denied having anything for me every time someone questioned him. It’s been exactly a year and four days since our kiss today as I’m writing this. Even after all that pain I went through, we remain each other’s oldest friends. We’ll complete 10 years of this friendship soon.

I’ve only ever fallen in love twice, thrice if I count my current situation. First two times, I confessed my feelings. I was rejected on both occasions; it did hurt me but I recovered. This time……I don’t know if I’m afraid of the rejection or… the fact that he won’t open up to me yet and that I’m slightly hurt by his doings.

I don’t know, maybe I’m just in my head. Imagining things.

How could someone like him possibly have feelings for someone like me, right? But then again, he was the one who reached out and actually initiated all the conversations despite me being mean to him and making him mad. I miss it, the texts and video calls. We had some fun too, if you know what I mean. Nothing extreme.

Since I can’t tell him how I actually feel about him, I guess I’ll just release the sentences here.

I…. have fallen in love, very hard. And yes, I love him.

Oh, that was liberating, I’m sobbing again. I really hope I gain back the strength to be so open about my romantic emotions again. I would love that kind of vulnerable yet powerful communication on my end.

Saturn, after Mother Dearest pushed me to talk to him, more men of his age, specifically 26–28-year-old men started to approach me. I asked her why she did it and she said that I needed it to build the courage to talk to men who might romantically approach me or even to make my personality blossom a little more. But the main reason why she pushed me was to open my heart a little more.

Guessing this was your work? You win. You finally got someone to pull on my heartstrings and most definitely there is a lesson that comes with it. Although I’m unsure of what the lesson is here, I’ll tell you what I learned from this.

I learnt not to go back to old patterns, not to grow cold or shut down my emotions when things aren’t going a certain way. I learnt to allow myself to fully feel and express myself even at my lowest. I learnt that it's okay to crave romantic affections. An old one that you taught me at a very young age: I learnt that being single for a long time is okay, entering your first relationship at an older age is also okay. I learnt that the more I look for stability within myself, it’ll help attract stable and self-aware people and relationships in my life. I learnt that it’s okay to let loose sometimes and have fun. I take things way too seriously, I admit.

Most of all, I learnt that opening my heart and loving someone so deeply, even if the affections may not be returned, is infinitely okay. It might hurt, but I’m grateful to feel the bliss of romance, even if it's one-sided.

Ultimately, I think, him and all the other men taught me many things. Age difference didn’t matter from the start anyways, because I chose parents who themselves have a 5-year age gap between them. But the 2 extra years did intimidate me a bit until Mother Dearest said “Really? You won’t talk to him for those 2 extra years? Come on, we both know how you talk, you’re my daughter after all!”. Not me getting called out by my own mother. Nice.

So yeah, not only did I learn these lessons but it also helped develop my point of view on certain things.

My Mighty and Grand Saturn, I leave it up to you to make me learn many more lessons on romantic relationships. But I do have a few requests of my own, which I demand in exchange for all the other tough lessons you will make me learn. You won’t ever hear me complain, I might rant to you emotionally but, I give you my word. Come what may, I accept your grand influence in my life with open arms.

I want you to soften my heart whenever necessary. I want you to remind me to put myself first when I give or sacrifice too much. I want you to remind me of my worth when I forget who I am at times. I want you to make me experience all kinds of love. Bring strict balance in my life when you see fit. Make me learn what ‘compromise’ is, the healthy way. Give me strength to communicate what really lies in my heart without being too harsh. Bring a person/partner into my life who sees no gender roles. Bring romantic love in my life where we both worship each other but also show tough love when necessary. Bring such emotional vulnerability in my romantic life that it leaves the two of us wanting more. Stability, within myself and my relationships of all kinds.

All my demands, and a rightful exchange.

Now I know that this letter might sound like something that should be addressed to Venus, but I am yet to recognize her ways with me. I think I just have a habit of recognizing the harder influences in my life first. Clearly, one of them is You.

I don’t know how to end this letter but I do know what I’m exactly feeling after writing it. I hope that I feel this love many more times in my life, with it being returned as well. And as for him, I don’t know what’s going to happen between the two of us, but I do know that you have a plan.

Show me what you have in store for me, Saturn.

Love, Roy.

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