#these two are sooooo interesting AH

[good-beanswrites]

hii hiii is it alright if I request something with kotoko and haruka?(platonic ofc) their character foils drive me insane with all the weak stuff authngghn icant be normal about them

Oooh thank you so much for the request! I realized that these two actually have one of the smallest windows to talk easily, given Haruka's nervousness and Kotoko's T2 changes. They have such interesting approaches to strength/weakness, and I hope I could capture it a bit here! This takes place immediately following Kotoko's bday timeline after Harrow's release:

“I’ll accept those birthday wishes…” Kotoko gave him a wave over her shoulder as she returned to making her bed.  

She shook her head in awe. It was rather impressive how quickly the boy had changed after his verdict. The others had more subtle differences, but he was someone entirely new. She could rest easy, at least, knowing that her verdict wouldn’t change her much. For as long as she could remember, she’d been like this. She knew where she stood, and neither guilty nor innocent verdict would affect that. This verdict was really only an indicator on whether the warden could be trusted or not. 

Her body tensed up when she turned back around, startled by Haruka lingering silently in the doorway. She decided against chastising him for scaring her half to death. Still, she couldn’t keep the bite from her voice as she asked, “did you need something else?”

“Ah… I just…” He twisted his hands together. “I had a question.” 

He fell silent, but Kotoko could tell he was chewing on his next words. She waited.

“H-how do you do it? All the time? You’re older and stronger and braver and I-I just don’t know how.”

“Give yourself some credit. I’m not that much older, or stronger. I only have, what -- two, three years on you? And you did very well in the arm wrestling tournament the other day.” 

She wasn’t being patronizing. For someone so sheltered, Haruka could do some damage. He stood a few inches taller than her. The others had taken the arm wrestling as a little game, but Kotoko had used the event to measure up her fellow prisoners. After his close match with Mikoto, she had made a mental note to take him seriously. 

“No…” his expression twitched, getting frustrated with the misunderstanding. “Not muscles. I mean… you don’t have someone like Muu. You don’t need someone next to you all the time. But you still talk with everyone… and it looks easy. All the time. You always know what to say, and what to do. You never look scared. You never cry.”

Kotoko’s smile softened. She wasn’t the prideful type, but his words gave her a wave of accomplishment. She certainly was scared. She did cry. But she wasn’t about to show a single crack in her resolve in front of anyone here. Haruka had given her the greatest of compliments by confirming her success.

“Ah, you mean strength of spirit. Well, that doesn’t just appear out of nowhere. It comes with my purpose, with my virtues.”

“Virtues…?”

“I see the injustice around me, and want to protect the innocent. When I see how awful the world can be, when I see the monsters that are hurting those who are weak, I can’t help myself.” She clenched her fist. “The power to do so just comes to me.” 

“Oh…” Haruka looked down at his palms. 

Her heart sank, realizing he didn’t quite understand. It was a shame that not all of humanity could be as righteous as her. That heroic drive had always come so naturally to her; she wasn’t sure she could put it into words to explain to others.

Haruka’s open hands were trembling. “Um. Is there any other way?”

“Hm?”

“All my life… I only cause pain to everyone.” His worry gradually turned to desperation.” I hurt everyone who gets close to me. Especially things that are small and weak. My whole life, I’ve been nothing but a… a curse. So… is there another way? Please. I want to be better. I want to be strong! I want to be like you! Tell me!”

He stepped forward, pleading. Kotoko stepped back. 

His blue eyes widened at her sudden shift into defense. “Ah! I. I’m sorry. I’m-I’m sorry. It’s your birthday. You should be… Have a g-good day.”

“Wait.” Kotoko stopped him before he could flee. She was aware of the massive gap between them, the vastly different backgrounds they came from. Still, she offered the same advice that had helped her in her toughest of days. 

“Don’t worry so much about others’ strength. The quickest way to burn yourself out is getting overwhelmed with the power that’s all around you. Once you start putting all your focus toward honing your own skills and strengths, you’ll realize how much you’re truly capable of. You don’t need anyone else. You’ll realize that you are enough.”

“I… am enough…?”

She placed a hand firmly on his shoulder. 

“So, no need to get all worked up now, okay?” 

“O-okay. I’ll do my best.” He stiffened, trying to appear worthy of her words.

She let out a bitter laugh. “I told the others not to do anything for my birthday, but I don’t think they paid me any mind.” Kotoko still couldn’t fathom how they were so friendly with each other given the situation. “Let’s go see if there’s some cake or something.”

#milgram #kotoko yuzuhira #haruka sakurai #thank you so much! this one was super interesting to write 👀 #the thing is even though they dont have any direct problem between them they would still have a hard time communicating #but once they DO communicate there would so much they could learn from/help each other with!!! #this is leaning into my theory that kotokos murder (like harukas) was a rightful emotion that spiraled out of control #it really puts it into perspective how young kotoko is when you remember shes not too much older than haruka #and theyre both susceptible to strong emotions that stem from feeling weak int he face of the big scary world #but kotokos sees her as some blessing of power to serve her heroic thoughts and haruka sees his as a curse #ty to my pals who helped me find the exact spot in the timeline i was looking for 🙏 #although kotoko doesnt believe she can change that easily she 100% undergoes the exact type of dramatic change as the others #once again referencing the arm wrestling info from yamanaka #between that and the fact that strangulation actually takes a fair amount of power #i just think its very good to remember that haruka is so physically strong #also something something kids looking up and wanting to be like kotoko and her complex emotions on that.... #these two are sooooo interesting AH #drabbles

[bixiaoshi]

i hate translating the formal you from spanish to english bc it doesn't feel the same

#which is why i appreciate other languages im interested in learning have this level of formality #speaking in a formal way in english does not feel formal at all bc it is not the same as it is in spanish #and it feels sooooo weird i feel weird treating everyone as a you instead of having two different ones for formal contexts and for informal #contexts #ah i love languages #jo.txt

[littlelordfuckler0y]

enzo st. john x fem!reader Instagram au

hi anon if you’re seeing this I hope you like it :)

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yourusername mystic falls autumn how I missed you

@gilbertelenaaaa mystic falls missed you too

@yourusrname I didn’t go to war man I was just getting masters

@dam0nsalvat0re oh I heard the rat problem is back

@bonbonniie he literally crossed boxes in calendar each day till ‘y/n gets back’ btw ^^

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@dam0nsalvat0re @bonbonniee you literally had no business making that public information

@stefaNN18 Welcome back y/n!! We missed you!! 🥰💕

@yourusrname the mom energy your texting style radiates💀

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gilberelenaaaa for future reference: don’t ask y/n to watch the stove

@gilberelenaaaa not even for two seconds

@bonbonniie that is some serious witchcraft wow

@yourusrname sorry for trying to be helpful

@1tsenzo nice try! never try again 👍

@yourusrname you literally eat burnt toast for breakfast

@1tsenzo it’s called English brown bread toast

@yourusrname you’re so cheap you’d probably eat anything

@1tsenzo anything…? When you put it like that I can certainly think of a few things I’d be interested in eating

@yourusrname what happened to shame?

@carebear EW HES SO GROSS

@stefaNN18 is everyone alright? xx

@gilberelenaaaa yeah dw we have had a fire extinguisher on stand by

1tsenzo hate this woman’s guts

@yourusrname I call it divine intuition

@1tsenzo we spent half an hour trying to get out of the herd???????? and I have goat piss all over me????????

@yourusrname and? and?

@bonbonniiee CUTIE

@1tsenzo thanks

@yourusrname it was directed to me

@1tsenzo on MY post? Not everything is about you love

@bonbonniie it was directed to her though

@yourusrname HAHAHAHAHHA SEE

@dam0nsalvat0re where are you two???

@1tsenzo idk I was just giving y/l/n a ride

@dam0nsalvat0re why?

@1tsenzo because she asked me to…?

@stefaNN18 since when do YOU do things for other people that aren’t a felony in some way voluntarily???

yourusername Caroline tells you to get the dress? You get the dress.

@bonbonniiee amen

@dam0nsalvat0re even if it’s matching with your grandma

@yourusrname SHUT THE FUCK UP

@dam0nsalvat0re can’t unsee it can you?

@stefaNN18 do not listen to Damon he doesn’t know what he’s talking about polka dots are sooooo back again

@dam0nsalvat0re okay Miranda Priestly

@1tsenzo wow.

@carebear ABSOLUTELY STUNNING

1tsenzo dress like your girlfriend day

@carebear LMAOOOO WHAT

@carebear You?? Don’t?? Have?? A?? Girlfriend??

@1tsenzo yet

@gilbertelanaaaa does he think he’s pulled off dressing like y/n

@yourusrname ????????????????????????

@1tsenzo you’re just jealous I wear polka dot better than you

@gilbertelenaaaa it’s so difficult to tell if he’s flirting with y/n or fighting with her

@1tsenzo a secret third thing

@yourusrname he’s being a bitch

@stefaNN18 delete

@dam0nsalvat0re have you by chance ever heard the term self respect?

@1tsenzo I couldn’t care less mate she is SO lovely I really don’t think much about much

@dam0nsalvat0re can y/n just go out with him at this point I feel nauseous

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None of the pictures are mine I save them from Pinterest

If people want I could do more parts of this (I am dying to) let me know if you’d like to be tagged and thanks you for the request!!!!!!!

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[onskepa]

Hey I wanted to send a request in for a type 1 diabetic reader with Neteyam and sullys I never see diabetes anyway, so I think it's be interesting for them to see her just inject something into her arm anytime she's eats something and at first their kinda like 😨 "what was that?" Before she has to explain. If you don't want to do thats okay ❤️ and have a good day !!

Hellooooooooooo darling! So I will say this up front. This request hits a bit personal for me, since my mother is type 1 diabetic too. So hopefully you enjoy this one along with everyone else!

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Tsan'ul

“I think we should have our lunch break now, doing chores all day really worked up and appetite” lo’ak says while wiping off the sweat from his forehead. Him and his siblings along with spider and tsan’ul all sat down together under a shade from the trees. 

“Finally” tuk sighs tiredly. Kiri and neteyam happily unwrapped the packaged meal their mother prepared in the morning. Handing everyone their portions. It was one of their favorites. Wrapped in steamed leaves, there was meat mixed with roasted fungi sprinkled with puffleaves for that yummy salted taste. Fortunately its the type of food spider and tsan’lu can eat without feeling sick.

Everyone ate their fill, they all relaxed and gathered their energy before continuing on. Spider however nudged at tsan’lu, “hey dont forget your insulin” he reminded her. Tsan’lu makes a popping sound and grabs her pouch. Everyone looks at what she is doing and takes out a long yet thin vile. 

“What is that…?” tuk asks in a bit of a whisper. Everyone silently observes tsan’ul as she takes out the blue cap of a needle. Lifting her sleeve up to the shoulder, a white patch is revealed. Removing the cover, tsan’ul injects the needle to where the white patch was. It only lasted a few seconds when she removed the needle to cover the spot of the injection. Rolling down her arm, she sighs in relief. 

“What?” she asks. 

The sully kids were staring at her wide eyes. 

“Die-ah-beetees…?” 

“Diabetes” 

Tsan’ul was giving a little lesson to the sully kids as they all gathered to know what they just saw. 

“Sooooo….there are two types?” Kiri asks, tsan’ul nods. 

“And you have type 1?” lo’ak asks soon after. Again, tsan’ul nods.

“So this whole…diabetes sickness. How does it affect you? Were you born with it? '' Neteyam asks, still feeling a bit confused. “And how come just now are we seeing this?” kiri adds. Tsan’ul felt a bit shy as they pointed it out. But if they are curious, why not share? 

“Well for me, I wasn't exactly born with it. But it does affect me in a slow manner. Right now I can be as healthy as I can be, but when I grow older things will change” tsan’ul explained. “How so?” tuk asks. “

Smiling a bit sad she replies, “because I have diabetes, my health may decline later on. My vision won't be the same, some organ failure or worse, my heart can weaken or other health problems. Since  my body no longer produces enough insulin. And insulin is very important for our human bodies. It helps control blood sugar. So, for example, since we just ate our lunch, I have to take this pen”. Tsan’ul takes out an unopened insulin pen to show to the kids. 

“Of course there are other ways to take this. But insulin pen injection is better for me, I can easily carry and already has the right dose for me to take” the human girl goes on. 

Lo’ak was close to touching it but tsan’ul pulls the pen away before he could. “Nuh uh, no touchie. This is only for me” tsan’ul gently warns as she puts away the other pen back in her bag. 

“You said you weren't born with it. So how did you get it?” Kiri asks another question. 

“That kiri, is a story for another time. Come on, we wasted enough time already, gotta finish our chores before the eclipse” tsan’ul tells. Everyone agreed their break was already long enough. Packing their things they head their way back to where they were. 

However, as everyone was quick to change the subject of the topic, neteyam wasn't fooled. When kiri asked her question, neteyam didn't miss the strange look in tsan’ul’s eyes. Clearly kiri touched something she didn't know and tsan’ul was not so keen on answering it. 

After everyone had their fill at the communal dinner, neteyam was chatting with his siblings when he noticed tsan’ul leaving with her bag. Spider is still here, perhaps to take her insulin medicine again. Deciding not to leave the girl alone, neteyam gets up and silently follows her to keep her company. 

So neteyam follows her to a little area both were familiar with. Not too far from the village. Tsan’ul sits comfortably on the ground, taking out her insulin pen. “Mind if I keep you company?” Neteyam says out of nowhere, it made tsan’ul jump startled. “Phew, neteyam you nearly scared me to death!” she says with a huff but a friendly smile. Neteyam returns that smile with his own as he sits next to her. 

“Are you going to take your…medicine again?” neteyam asks. Tsan’ul nods and starts to prep her pen. Removing the cap, it reveals a needle. Looks slightly different from the other needles neteyam has seen before. Tsan’ul removes the white patch from her arm and gives her skin a bit of a pinch and inserts the needle to the area. 

Neteyam stays silent, letting her concentrate on what the human girl has to do. And like before, after a few seconds, she removes the needle and covers the spot with the white patch. “There, all done” tsan’ul concludes. Putting away the empty covered pen back in the bag, she leans down to lay on her back, staring up at the starry night sky. “Thanks for keeping me company neteyam, you didn't have to” she thanks. . 

Neteyam gives her a little grin, laying down beside her, “didn't want you to be alone” he says. 

And they stayed in a comfortable silence together, enjoying the beautiful view. However, neteyam had to ask, he knew he would be touching a sensitive topic. “When kiri asked you…how you got the disease…you didn't answer her '' he says slowly. His large hand slowly reached her smaller hand. 

“We were wasting time and had a lot of stuff to get done, so of course I couldn't tell her” Tsan’ul answers a bit too quickly. “Couldn't? Or wouldnt” neteyam says, almost challenging her. There was a long pause between them. “We have nothing else to do right now. Maybe you can tell me? I promise I won't tell kiri or anyone else for that matter” he swears. 

Tsan’ul released a long deep exhale. And a slow blink. 

“My mom” 

Neteyam’s ears perked a bit to hear her correctly. 

“Your mother?” he repeats. 

Tsan’ul nods.

“My mom is also diabetic. For the majority of her life. She believes it's her fault that I got the sickness. A curse she would say. Always feeling guilty that I won't be as healthy or as strong as a normal human. I do my best to tell her it's not her fault, nobody, not her, not me would have guessed I would get it. Yet she can't help but feel guilty for a crime she never commited…” 

Neteyam listened very carefully. Tsan’ul’s voice carried sadness and a sort of guilt of her own. 

“Does it run in your family?” he asks. 

Tsan’ul shrugs, “I am not sure. But, I wouldn't be surprised. From what norm told me, being a healthy human is a luxury and a privilege back on earth. So I would assume it is normal…” 

“Hey, its not her fault. It is also not your fault either. How you got it doesnt matter, what matters now is that you are here and alive and thriving. So what if this diabetes has you, you can overcome it. You are strong tsan’ul. And I know you won't let this set you back. I have seen how you can be. So the only thing you can do is continue to be who you are and get better every day, "Neteyam encourages. Tsan’ul smiles, intertwining her hand with his. 

“Thanks neteyam, I needed to hear that ''

I may have used some real life stuff for it. Also I had to ask my mom so many questions for this. She did wonder why the need to know, I had to make an excuse. But I am happy how it turned out. So I hope you all enjoyed this one! Until next time! see ya!

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Tsan'ul = Improve, get better

#avatar #avatar the way of water #na'vi x reader #na'vi avatar #avatar 2 #na'vi x human #neteyam sully #kiri #lo'ak #neteyam x human reader #neteyam x reader #neteyam x you #neteyam x y/n #kiri x spider #kiri x reader #kiri x y/n #kiri x you #lo'ak x fem!reader #lo'ak x reader #lo'ak x you #lo'ak x y/n #tuk x human reader #spider soccoro x reader

[higherthanvic]

SILICONE | painter!getou drabble.

you just couldn't wait until he got home, huh?

AUTHOR'S WORDS – ima be so real wit yall. but i am high as a mf rn LMFAOAAOAOLA and i noticed we hit over 200+ notes on my headcanons...i love yall !!! in celebration of that, i present to you a drabble that i have came up with from the deep depths of my mind sooooo pls enjoy...and ima go back to seein the stars ! amen

"I was gone for only 30 minutes, love. You couldn't wait that long?"

The sight was jaw-dropping. There was you, your nude figure sprawled out on the plush crimson lounge chair located in the living room, fucking yourself senseless with a pink dildo you hoped you didn't have to use again ever since being with Getou. And then there was him, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed, staring and calculating your every movement. You suddenly stopped and closed your thighs in embarrassment, a yelp escaping your lips as you pulled the dildo out.

"S-Suguru..! Baby..! I-I can expla-"

"Ah ah. No need." He sat his laptog bag down and unbuttoned the two first buttons on his dress shirt. "It was 30 minutes, baby. I said I'd take care of you when I got home."

You could bear to look at him in his eyes. You looked down at your lap as you spoke. "I-I just... couldn't he-"

You were interrupted by a snap of his fingers, your head popping up to face him, his face softening from a stern expression to a sly smile. "Better. Now, what was that, baby?"

The control he had over you was something dangerous. Your voice was shaky and erratic, nervous saliva forming as the seconds went by. Why were you so scared? "I..I was just...I couldn't help it.."

He walked around the chair to be stood right in front of you, causing you to crane your neck to face him. His calloused painter hands rested on your cheeks, the warmth they carried transferring onto your plump skin. "I'm not mad, y'know. I'm just wondering why you couldn't just wait, baby."

His touch carried a sense of kindness behind its devilish intentions. You melted into his touch, his cologne filling your nose.

He took your chin in between his thumb and pointer finger as he leaned in closer to your face. Grazing his soft lips against yours, he moved towards your ear, smirking against your earlobe.

"You know damn well I can fuck you better than silicone could ever achieve. Is the fact that I've left you shaking and breathless against every single surface of this apartment not enough proof that I keep my word?"

You shook with every word he softly whispered into your ear. How could he remain so composed while speaking on such a vulgar topic? He's told you several times how he's fucked you in every square inch of this apartment with only a smile and a gentle tone; why are you surprised anymore? He's bent you over and demolished your cunt over your bedroom windowsill with your head popping out for everyone to hear, for God's sake.

His hand snaked its way down towards your aching clit, rubbing circles with only his thumb. He slowly inserted two fingers into your soaking pussy, making you fall limp to his touch. He was skilled; he knew where your spot was, and oh did he locate it quickly. You whimpered, squirmed and gripped the headboard of the lounge chair in desperation, Getou's head still grazing against your ear as you arched.

"Can silicone make you sound like that?"

"Mm mn..."

He sarcastically seethed his teeth. "Ooh, sorry, baby, can't hear you."

You attempted to choke out an audible response. "N-no..."

"Interesting. Didn't think it did." He starts to curl and thrust his fingers simultaneously in your cunt, sending you into a spiral. You couldn't help but squirm and shake more, your moans and indistinguishable pleads filling the silent void of the living room.

#WRITINGZ. #geto x reader #getou suguru #getou x you #geto smut #jjk getou #getou suguru smut #geto suguru #geto suguru smut #jujutsu kaisen x black reader smut #black writers #jujutsu kaisen

[xxxdegenerate]

Hiya! I saw you're in need of requests!

Ok one piece. Luffy. He is always for weird New people who Peaks his interest

Sooooo. Magician! A real life magician! He would freak out 🤣

The Crew wary, thinking she would hex them or use them to practice curses or other morbid stuff but she is just so sweet! She helps the Crew with her magic, like Chopper or sanji introduce him magic plants he can use for cooking etc. Luffy is more than happy to have her and when Marines come, ready to attack, she just Flicks her hand and the ship gets destroyed in one go, humming before returning to her previous task 🤣🤣

Pls! You would make my day!

I love writing OP reader, and I don't even know why. THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST. (it's acc cool as fuck to imagine this)

Luffy x Magician!Reader

❥note ;; Magician? Hell yee, I feel like I could have done better, or maybe I will write an actual story about this, because it seems really interesting!

❥tw ;; Fighting, cursing // not proofread

You walked the trail on the island you grew up in. Wearing a cape, with some gloves and a hat. The sun was setting and the breeze was calm. You were the odd one out, but that didn't stop you from having a little fun.

You waved your hand around, causing leaves around you to float about. You smiled as you lifted them up into the air. Going in circles before making various shapes.

All of a sudden, big explosions were sounded in the town just ahead. Now as much as you hate this town, and the pirates that accompany it. You rushed over, using your powers to push yourself faster.

Upon arriving, you noticed the towns people and the pirates were in a heated fight. You looked around, trying to figure out why. You snapped your fingers and some cards appeared into the air, surrounding you.

"Ah the weirdo decides to join in hah?" The captain of the lowlife pirates. You rolled your eyes and turned to face the woman. "What are you doing with the town?" You noticed how the houses were getting torn down and fights happening all around. You also happened to notice someone whiz past you and a loud laugh.

Although you decided to shake that off and keep your attention on the lady. "Just finally taking what is ours."

You flicked your hand and cards went towards her. Blowing up.

She coughed and whipped out her sword. "Two can pl-" She was tackled to the ground and a black haired boy with a strawhat sat on top of her. "What-" You choked out.

One of her crew?

You haven't seen him around here, so he must be. You flicked your hand and the two of them go flying. "Weeeee!" You heard the boy laugh.

"Who are you?" A voice, from behind you. You turn around as one of your cards stop at his neck. You narrow your eyes.

"Why are you tearing apart this town." You demanded an answer.

He tilted his head in response as he took a bite out of the chunk of meat he somehow got. "Tearing? AH woah! Your hat!" He looked confused before pointing at your hat in surpise.

"I have one too! Yours is different." You shook your head and turned around, throwing some of the other pirates off of the people.

"Woah! How do you do that?" You deadpan at the boy who followed you around.

"Are you apart of this fight or not?"

"Join my crew!"

"No! You're ruining this town!"

"No were not, that's not my friends." You were confused, you decided to just blast some smoke and go back towards the fight.

Soon, a pile of pirates sat in the center of the town. Smoke and fire erupting around. "Y/n! You did it again!" The elder lady came and thanked you.

You looked around at the town, meeting the eyes of the boy from earlier. He held a wide smile on his face. "That was cool! Join my crew."

"Who are you?"

"Luffy! I'm going to be the king of pirates."

"Sorry dude, but me and pirates do not get along." You were hesitant.

"Come with me!"

This went on for awhile, as you used your magic to held rebuild and clean the area up, he followed you like a lost dog. Watching in awe and standing on some of the broken bits of wood you would raise in the air. He was starting to get on your nerves.

You pull the wooden plank towards you with Luffy on it. "Okay, what do you want?" He smiles widely at you as he has all day. "You're cool! I want you to join me. You'll love it." He giggled.

You scratch your neck before moving him away. He seemed nice, and he did help you get rid of the pirates. But he was also a pirate.

He stretched his arms and pulled himself towards you, crashing into you.

The two of you rolled before you landed a couple feet away. "Dude-" You grabbed at him and pulled his arm, which stretched. "Okay, that's a little weird."

"Pleaseeeee."

Deciding that he would probably not take no for an answer you decided to follow him to his ship. You could either get kidnapped, killed, or worse. You knew you had this in the bag though. "If you try anything I'm teleporting away."

He laughed in response as you somehow finally reached the boat. "Didn't we pass this like an hour ago.." He launched the two of you up into the center of the ship.

"Luffy! Why did you take off! You've been gone all day!" An orange haired girl scolded Luffy. A few others appeared and started complaining. "Who is this?" A blonde man appeared next to you with a rose.

"This is.. uh."

"Y/n."

After meeting everyone they seemed very weary of you. Luffy described what you could do and they looked hesitant. They haven't seen you in battle, but they don't doubt Luffy.

"She's our new crew member!"

"When did I agree to that!!?"

You bicker back and forth for a hot minute. This man acted like a child and it made you fume. You flicked your hand and hit him on the head with a rock. Not toooooo hard, and not like it would hurt him anyone. He fell down and laughed. "Look isn't that cool."

The others around you sweatdropped and were clearly on edge.

"H-hey guys.." The long nosed dude pointed to a ship that was nearing, quickly.

While still arguing with Luffy about joining, you flicked your wrist towards the ship. The ship erupted. Pieces of wood flying and people yelling and jumping overboard. The crew watched in awe

"You are a bad influence! I am not joining your crew!" He giggled at your reaction. You shake your head and turn around, heading to jump off of the ship. Acting like taking that ship down was nothing to you. "H-hey wait.. are you sure you don't want to join?" The girl from earlier had stopped you.

You narrow your eyes. Did you really want to join a pirate crew? You looked back and see a little reindeer chasing Luffy around. "You're hurt! Stop running around!" Your eyes dart to the side, seeing the blonde serve drinks to another lady.

"Ah fuck it."

EXTRA:

Over the past week of being aboard the Sunny. It was a new experience, and you hate to admit you enjoyed these pirates. They were... fun. You helped around the ship, soon they became your family. You helped Sanji and showed him new things, for cooking. You even entertained Usopp and Luffy with your magic.

You were beginning to like the pirate life.

#one piece fluff #one piece scenario #one piece headcanons #luffy #luffy x reader #monkey d. luffy #op #x reader #fluff #Straw hats #Nami #Zoro #Sanji #Robin #Chopper

[tyrant-tales]

Vile Liquid

A/n: Thank you @powerrangers15 for this idea because GENIUS. Sooooo this is made with Xingyun in mind, but it does not have to be read that way if you don't want to! Enjoy!

Wordcount: 1.7k

Lees: Gaming, Chongyun, Xingqui and partially Zhongli

Lers: Zhongli, Gaming, Xingqui, and partially Madame Ping

Prompt: How rude!

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Normally, seeing Chongyun, Xingqui, and Gaming running down the streets of Liyue Harbor was nothing out of the ordinary. Today, however, watching old man Zhongli chase after them was different.

    How did they get in this predicament? Well, somebody (cough cough, Xingqui, cough cough) thought it would be funny to give the old man coffee instead of tea, which didn't end well. Zhongli took one sip and immediately glared daggers at the teen. Gaming and Chongyun didn't actually do anything, but Xingqui dragged them into the whole mess.

    So now, there they were. Sprinting between crowds and taking any shortcuts to lose their tail.

    "Why did you drag us into this?" Chongyun groaned while turning a sharp corner.

    "You were willing to let me suffer all alone?" Xingqui pouted, "Besides, I always drag you into things."

    Gaming just laughed, "C'mon, it's not like you mind it anyways!"

    Chongyun stayed quiet, continuing to run as if his life depended on it. For all he knew, it did. 

     All three teens kept their pace but came to an abrupt stop. They'd run straight into a dead end. Right as they turned to run, Zhongli stepped into view and blocked their exit.

     "It appears you can't run anymore," Zhongli chuckled. Xingqui stepped back into the wall, whereas the other two kept their stance.

     Chongyun looked back at his friends, one looked slightly worried and the older one just smiled. Of course, they all knew the old man wouldn't hurt them, but slight fear still settled in. 

     "So? Who's idea was it?" The eldest asked. 

     Chongyun sighed and stepped forward. Hoping to protect his friend, he lied, "It was mine," His friends' heads shot over to him.

     "But it wasn't? It was mine," Xingqui defended, as he walked up next to the two teens.

     "It wasn't mine, but I did think it was kind of funny, I won't lie," Gaming admitted.

     "What I am hearing is that all three of you had at least some part of it," Zhongli shook his head, "Vile liquid, truly." 

     The youngest teen laughed quietly.

     "I see this is still funny to you."

     "Just a bit, yes."

     "Why don't I give you something better to laugh about, then?" The former Archon tackled Xingqui to the floor. Which didn't take a lot of effort, considering how Zhongli dwarfed the younger in both height and strength. 

     "AGH! Hey, hey! Wait! Ihim sohorry!!!" He pleaded, immediately giggling when the old man scribbled against his sides.

     "I do believe it is a little late for that," He paused to glance at the other two staring in awe, "if you both try to run again, it'll be worse for you."

     After that, they both decided against trying to escape. So they just stared at their friend.

     "I feel kind of bad, but he had it coming."  Gaming said.

     Chongyun pulled out a popsicle and started to eat it, he seemed to be blushing, "I never feel bad. He always dishes it out then drags me into it too," he smiled endearingly, "Hey, now you'll be a part of that tradition too!"

      "This happens often then?"

      "Basically everyday. You really should visit more, it's kind of entertaining." 

      "ZHONGLI pleheahase ihim sohorry!" Xingqui pleaded. Zhongli just shook his head and smirked.

      "Maybe next time do not go after me for your schemes. You know well enough the outcome," he paused to drag his hands up to the youngers ribs, "Come to think of it, it is almost like you try to get this to happen."

       Xingquis squirming intensified and he blushed brighter, "Thahats nohot- ihi dohont-AH!" 

       "Interesting sentence there. Mind explaining what 'ah!' means?" The ex-achron never let him answer; he drilled his fingers into the spaces between the youngests upper ribs. Xingqui screeched.

       "Woah! You're so loud," Gaming teased. He knelt next to the lee's head and patted it. 

       Xingqui shook his head to get Gaming's hand away, to which Gaming gasped dramatically.

       "Oho, you offended Gaming. I'll visit your grave, don't worry." Chongyun laughed, finishing his popsicle.

        The boy in question followed Zhonglis technique, drilling into his underarms ruthlessly.

       "NOHO PLEHEAHASE! STOHOP!!" He screamed, twisting and turning in every direction. Both of his 'attackers' let up, the older one turning towards the other menacingly. 

       "Wait, why are you looking at me like that?" Gaming said, slightly backing up to the best of his ability on his knees, "Nonono! Wait, no!" 

      Despite his pleading, he was tackled to the ground right next to Xingqui. Zhongli then Squeezed his sides, then he relished in the adorable giggles that followed.

      Xingqui sat up and looked over to Chongyun pleadingly. Chongyun walked over to him and sat next to him. Xingqui fell into the other's arms and laughed quietly. 

       "I don't feel bad for you, so don't try to get that out of me," the older chided. Xingqui whined slightly before leaning further into the hug. Chongyuns face went bright red.

       Zhongli spidered across Gaming's ribs, eliciting a shriek, "Well, you seem to be even more ticklish than Xingqui and Chongyun. I did not know that was possible, Gaming."  

      "Shuhush!" He yelled.  

      Zhongli just nodded in disapproval. He switched from spidering to squeezing with one hand and poking with the other, staying on his ribs. Gaming moved from side to side, laughing sweetly. 

      "How endearing," The eldest chuckled, moving his fingers to Gaming's stomach and scribbling. Gaming just shook his head, trying to get rid of the sensations. 

      Xingqui perked his head up and motioned for (a very red) chongyun to let him go, to which he complied. The youngest got behind Zhongli and squeezed his sides.

      He straightened his back and turned quickly, grabbing Xingqui and pulling him next to Gaming on the floor. Chongyun stared in awe of the stupidity of the situation.

      "Now that, child, was not very smart of you," Zhongli feigned a frown while attacking both of the teens under him. Chongyun backed up into the wall and observed, knowing he was probably, no, definitely next. 

      "Yohou ahalreheahady gohot mehe! Why ahagahain?!" Xingqui cried out, wriggling violently. 

      Gaming accidentally whacked Xingqui in the arm trying to protect himself. Zhongli, much against his morals, laughed at that. Xingqui kind of deserved it.

      Zhongli focused on those two for about 5 more minutes before letting them go. Both instinctively curled up on themselves, trying desperately to get rid of the phantom tickles. 

     "Chongyun," Zhongli said, making the younger flinch, "I believe it is your turn." 

     The boy in question stayed seated against the wall, but stared at the old man, blushing profusely.

     "Alright, come here," Zhongli ordered before basically picking up the teen and dragging him to the floor entirely. 

     "Agh! Waitwait! Ihi didn't even doho anything!" Chongyun attempted before shutting up completely when his side was attacked. He laughed immediately, softly batting at Zhonglis hands. 

     "Ah ah ah, hitting isn't very nice," Zhongli deadpanned, grabbing chongyun hands and pulling them up. He looked over to the two recovering teens, "If you help me now, I will go easy on you next time."

     They both seemed to contemplate it, Xingqui standing up first, "I'll help because I want to. It's not for your satisfaction, I just want to see my dear friend smile."

     Chongyun yelped, "You are such a traitor!" Despite Chongyun acting upset, he didn't fight Xingqui when he took his arms, nor did he fight to get free at all. 

     "Mm.. I'm sure you think I'm a traitor." 

     Gaming decided to join them, sitting next to Chongyuns legs. 

     "Noho, not you too!" Chongyun complained. 

     "Yehes me too!" Gaming teased. He experimentally squeezed the youngers thigh. He squeaked and kicked out his legs. Gaming grinned wildly. 

     Zhongli brought his fingers to life on Chongyun's stomach, to which he giggled and tried to curl up. Xingqui smiled down at his friend, wincing back at the loud squeak from the poking at the bluenettes thighs. 

     "You know, you're really cute like this," Xingqui booped his friend's nose, causing him to blush brighter than before. 

     "Ihaha cahant- ACK- Ihim tohoo- plehehease!" 

     "Awe, you are just adorable, haha!" Gaming complimented, skittering his fingers across the lees knees (hah see what I did there?).

     Chongyun dug his heels into the ground, trying to avoid kicking anybody. 

     Xingqui, out of fear of Chongyun hitting his head, moved to sit criss cross. He then moved the olders head to his lap for protection.

     "Are you just too ticklish? Is that what you're trying to say?" Xingqui finally said, "That's just soooooo cute, 'Yun!"

     "Shuhut uhup!"

     "What? I'm complimenting you!" He gasped in mock offense, "Is it too flustering for you? Awe, Chongyun." 

     The exorcist yelped when Zhongli targeted his upper ribs, beginning to cackle loudly. 

     "What is going on here?" A familiar voice called out. 

     Zhongli turned his head, "Ah, Madame Ping, hello."

     "Oh Zhongli, are you bullying these young children? How very rude!" She made her way to the old man, who had since gotten off of Chongyun. The teen was taking heavy breaths.

      "Oh no, I assure you they started this ordeal."

      "How can I be sure? Why don't I just teach you why you don't bother kids right now?" She threatened. Chongyun had migrated to hugging Xingqui, who lazily traced shapes on his back, making him giggle. 

      "I do not believe that would be necessary, Madame Ping," Zhongli defended. He seemed slightly nervous.

      "Oh but look at that boy-"

      "He does not mind it, truly," Zhongli interrupted.

      "And now you interrupt me? Oh I'll teach you a lesson, Zhongli!" She pounced at him. 

      Zhongli jumped before being taken to the floor. Xingqui and Gaming shared looks, seemingly thinking how did she take him down? 

      "I- they really did cause this whole thing, please, I am not lying!"

      Gaming had a mischievous look in his eye, "We did nothing! He just chased us here and attacked us so rudely!"

      Zhongli rolled his eyes. He quickly shut his eyes when his stomach was poked by Madame Ping.

     "Please not in front of them…" He pleaded.

     "Oh fine. Come with me, you bully," she teased, winking at the teens.

     Safe to say Madame Ping would be a new go to for ways to bother the old man.

#tickle content #genshin impact #xingyun #lee!xingqui #lee!chongyun #lee!gaming #lee!zhongli #ler!Zhongli #ler!xingqui #ler!gaming #like no one cares #but yknow

[quill-is-brainstorming]

Quill reads:

The Eight Arrow

Chapter 1: Out of Depths

Part 2/2

Part 1 in case you missed it

I'm sorry Diomedes is BLOND???

"Diomedes knew when to shut the fuck up. Unfortunately for everyone however, I did not" - literally Odysseus

Damn, this'll be My Goodbye all over again, won't it?

LOOK AT ALL HIS HOPES AND DREAMS BEING UTTERLY CRUSHED BY ATHENA, GODDAMN-

Oh, alright so Athena is literally their mom, okay-

Honestly though, the "my sons" aside, this really feels like a mother telling her 9 year old children to go do something for her like taking out the trash and the kids taking it way too seriously.

"You've come to guide us out" :D

"Ah, you wish"

"But what are we supposed to do? We don't even know the way..."

"Yeah that's the point Diomedes, you absolute fucking moron."

Goddess of Wisdom? More like goddess of spitting absolute bars.

Athena, these two have been sitting in a flame for 3000 years, no need to roast them any further.

(Also watch as Athena is later on revealed to be like the Virgin Mary or something-)

Alright so this kinda confuses me.

Athena says they'll be teleported to the first circle of hell, "where the small-souled chase the wind", which I'm assuming is the actual first circle of hell, because the people there are basically forced to live in a tornado (very banal explanation of it, I know).

But then she mentions the entrance of hell...which isn't in the first circle. The first thing you see among entering Hell through the door is the Anti-Inferno, aka: the place where all the people that did neither bad nor good in life and that were forgotten stay in. Then you move down one circle and you find yourself in Limbo, the place where all good Pagan souls go. And only THEN you end up in the first circle.

Sooooo, which is it?

I mean I guess I COULD read ahead, but I'm trying to savor the experience little by little so we'll see.

I actually genuinely don't know if I want them to visit Limbo or not actually. Because on one hand, that's where all the Trojans (- Paris, he's in actual hell because Dante thought he was a pussy) are, which could be pretty interesting. On the other hand, I'm assuming this is where Penelope is (because you can't tell me she doesn't show up come on now) and I don't know if I want them reunion to happen so soon...

Again, we'll see :P

And yeah that's pretty much it for chapter 1. It was pretty short so I don't think I have a fully formed opinion on the book yet, but so far I'm having fun. As someone who's currently studying Dante's Inferno in class (and that likes it too), I am very curious to see where this goes.

#tagamennon #odysseus #diomedes #the odyssey #the iliad #athena #dante's divine comedy #dantes inferno #dante alighieri #greek mythology #trojan war #quill screeches #the eighth arrow

[kitkatt0430]

Wedge, Lando, Mara Jade, and Chewbacca for the character bingo!

Wedge:

I know Wedge best from the X-Wing books I've read and a few other Legends books here and there. And I always get SOOOOO excited to see him pop up in the books. Usually leading Rogue Squad. Except when he's leading Wraith Squad.

He is absolutely the reasonable adult in the room and accidentally dad to his Rogue & Wraith squads. But oh, he gets the angst as bad as anyone who gets main character status in the extended Star Wars universe. At least one of his love interests is murdered :( poor dear.

He has to put up with being tangentially associated to Jedi nonsense through multiple characters - most notably Luke Skywalker and Corran Horn - but because he's a good friend and a good person to have your back in a crisis, he never complains. They're his people, he's gonna be there for them.

Lando:

He's a con man turned legit business owner, though it's a different business every time I check in on him in Legends. lol

So he spends some time in Legends dating Mara Jade. This is later retconned into the two of them going under cover with fake dating to do some recon and Mara was probably plotting his murder the entire time. Though she only wore his clothes (better than him) and probably stole a few of the man's true love interests (his cloaks). But Lando definitely sees himself as the suave playboy, which I enjoy about him so much. (Leia/Han/Lando please???)

Lando is often the adult in the room. He has no idea how this happened and is in perpetual fake it 'til you make it mode when it happens. I love this about him and I'm always excited to see him get put in a situation. Especially when Han and/or Leia are involved. And if he gets whumped... ;)

He introduced Luke to hot chocolate, canonically (Legends), and I adore that because he looked at this Jedi of growing legendariness and accurately diagnosed him with 'perpetually a farmboy at heart'.

Mara Jade:

Ah, my favorite Emperor's Hand, given the final mandate of killing Luke Skywalker upon the Emperor's death. Quite likely my favorite of Timothy's Zahn's Star Wars OCs, (though Karrde and Thrawn are close seconds) and she is absolutely a bit feral. Cryptid energy absolutely.

I adore that she spends so much of the Thrawn Trilogy (Legends) being driven by the Emperor's final command to kill Luke while also fighting it pretty hard while Luke is just, like... batting his eyes and going 'is this friendship? This is friendship. Leia, look at my new bestie!!!' (While Leia watches in bemusement before heading off on her own weird adventure. While being a badass pregnant woman the whole time.)

She is a trouble magnet in much the same vein as Luke too. Which is fun. I'd say she's an unapologetically Mary Sue character, which is well done here. She's a nuanced character with flaws, no one seems sure why they like her at first but she grows on them while she's actively fighting them growing on her too, and she is absolutely the one with the brain cell on Karrde's bridge every time he pulls some crazy stunt.

She's the only love interest Luke has that I don't wind up getting bored with, so it's convenient that she's the one he actually marries... and the way they go about it is they're besties and not romantic at all, but then realize that they're just... happier together and they get married once they're out of danger. Married QPPs anyone???

If not autistic then Mara definitely has some kind of neurodivergence going on, she has that ND putting up with nonsense energy so hard.

Chewbacca:

I love Chewbacca so much. Definitely can do no wrong. Oldest character on the OG main cast, fought alongside Yoda in the clone wars, taken from his home to be enslaved, rescued by this idiot child (Han) whom he becomes a parental/older sibling to because goodness knows Han would get himself killed once a week without Chewie there looking after him.

He's definitely playing up the Wookie stereotypes on occasion for the fun of it, exuding cryptid energy in the process. Is he feral? Is he just playing on stereotypes to win at space-chess? C-3PO & R2 would certainly prefer not to find out the answer.

#thanks for asking :D #blorbo bingo #kitkatt0430 answers #star wars #wedge antilles #lando calrissian #mara jade #chewbacca

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Ok I have returned with a request for sjsm so here I go, could you do spooky who meets reader who is a ghost has been at the mansion long before the specimens made the mansion their home along with spooky

"Boo!! Did I scare you??"

"Ah...! You did! You gave me quite a fright!" Pretending to faint, you placed a hand over your still heart. Then the tiniest of grins formed on your lips as you gazed down at the blue-haired girl in a devil costume.

Somehow this 9 year old child--who called herself "Spooky" and insisted that was her real name--managed to infiltrate the mansion that you inherited from your elders...which you now haunted for all eternity after passing on a long time ago.

You don't recall what exactly did you in, but it was just tragic enough for you to become a ghost. And until you figured out what or why...you'll remain here, attached to this mansion. It was actually not half-bad, although it did get quite lonely up here, especially in recent years.

Rumors around the town began to spread about the precise origins of the mansion.....none of which were true, but sadly you couldn't give any of them the whole story, even if you tried.

Any contact you've attempted to make with humans would only lead to them pointing at you, screaming "ghost" at the top of their lungs, and promptly running away with their hands in the air.

That's how it's been for decades...although as of late people have become less superstitious. They started seeing ghosts, poltergeists, etc. as things of fiction. The only ones they "believed in" were Halloween costumes where kids wore white sheets and cut-out two holes for the eyes.

Apparently, the rumors of your mansion ceased to exist as well. So you haven't had a visitor in a long time....until Spooky came along and bravely entered alone.

Despite her name, the truth was that she was far too cute to ever be considered "spooky". But you didn't want her to feel discouraged, especially after she mentioned her own parents believing she's too young to be interested in Edgar Allan Poe. So you went along with her act to keep her happy.

As they say, "confidence is key".

"Good." Smirking in triumph, Spooky set down her plastic pitchfork on one of the tables, before climbing up the bunk bed ladder, sitting on the top mattress. There, she emptied her pumpkin-themed bucket upside down, candy spilling out into a pile. "Say...do you like candy?"

"I used to." You nodded, floating up to see her sorting her treats into different stacks. "But I can't exactly...eat it anymore."

"..ohhh, right, right..." She muttered, looking disappointed that she forgot that simple fact, although her cheerful attitude perked right back up. "Sooooo what's it like being a ghost? I bet you're a natural at scaring people! Can you teach me some tricks??" She tilted her head curiously.

"Ah, well..I don't do anything special." You shook your head, sighing. "I just need to...appear to them and they'd freak out. Nowadays, kids just come up this hill and dare each other to knock on the door. If they do see me...they call me a "dumb actor". Nothing I do scares them anymore. I wish I had some good advice for you, Spooks, but the truth is nobody believes in ghosts anymore. We're just make-believe to them..."

Although you felt kinda bad for dumping your problems on this child, she seemed to be absolutely focused on your words, her frown only growing as she munched on a chocolate bar. She gazed up at the full moon in thought, although she wondered how the glass windows stayed squeaky-clean when they were alllll the way up there.

But she snapped out of it, realizing there's a more pressing issue at hand:

Ghosts weren't taken seriously anymore.

There had to be a way to change that!

"Hmph..I think what this town needs is a haunted house...a real one. Not a cheap cardboard maze or anything dumb like that." She huffed. "This place is a perfect setting! Maybe one day I can help you haunt this place! And we can invite some friends and build up our own ghost army! That way, everybody will be scared again!"

You blinked in surprise at her never-ending optimism. She was truly an advocate for ghosts. 'Wow...for a nine year old, her imagination is quite vast..'

"It..would be a good way to remind people that the dead are still living among them.." You agreed. "I do miss hearing their screams of fear."

"Yes! I mean..who dares say you're "make-believe"?? You're the living--or erm..unliving proof that ghosts still exist!" She was swift to correct herself, puffing her cheeks out. "I promise you, [y/n]...someday people will take us seriously. We'll even show the whole world what ghosts are capable of!!"

"I'm sure we will, Spooks. I'm sure we will.." Chuckling softly, you entertained the idea, but knew something like that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

After all, this was just the product of one Halloween fan's overactive imagination.

There's no way she could singlehandedly assemble an entire army of ghosts without becoming a ghost herself..

..right?

#clanask #spooky's jumpscare mansion x reader #spooky's house of jumpscares x reader #sjm spooky #ghost reader #human spooky #platonic

[mystargirl-interlude]

Part one ^

Track Two: mean - Taylor swift . A&w part 2

Pairing. Billy Hargrove x OC

Word count : 1.8k

When I finally got to my class after receiving a school tour by a kid I can't bother to remember the name of I walk in a take a quick scan of the classroom and students and notice the same guy from earlier, the one from earlier with the mullet.

I try to sneak past the teacher when his back is turned,

I notice that the only chair left is one next to mullet guy. As I walk towards him I notice him straighten up out of the corner of my eye. I sit down and pay no attention to him only seeing him look at me out of the corner of my eye.

The teacher turns around and I see him scan the classroom and land on me

"Ah! New student" I hear him say and I begin to internally cringe when hear what he says next

"Have you been to this school before? You seem to look very familiar"

"Sorry no, I just moved here from Russia"

He stares at me a bit longer but im grateful he let it go.

I can feel Mullet guys eyes on me but an thankfully saved by the bell but not from him approaching me in the hallway

"Alexandra right?" He asks me as I back up on the lockers

" yeah, um I'm sorry did we meet?"

"No, no, we crossed paths briefly In the office. Im billy" he says radiating confidence

"cool" I reply pursing my lips not knowing what else to say

"Im just gonna...." I say walking away quickly

"Wait!" He says sprinting to catch up with me

I stop and turn around already fed up with him and it shows on my face

I stay silent wanting to hate him but finding funny how persistent he is

"How about I take you to the movies tonight? What do you say, 7 a'clock?

I'm ashamed to say I actually thought about it until I heard laughing by the lockers and saw who I assumed were Billy's friends laughing looking at us.

Everything I was feeling in that moment 3 seconds ago has faded.

I stare at him and scoff walking away not daring to look back at him but as I turn the corner I can see him slightly and see him with his mouth gaping and his friends no longer laughing.

I assume they are like this because no one has ever rejected him. hard to believe anyone would since he's the best looking thing that has probably come into this town in the vast 4 years

I'm not gonna lie it felt good to humble him but that feeling was in the back of my mind. But he's the man that peaks in high school and never moves on. That's what mean kids are . Someday I'll be living in a big old city and all he's ever gonna be is mean.

After school

me and my grandma decided since we are in America and in a basically all English to speak a mix of English and Russian just to help my grandma get more familiar with the language.

"Sasha, before you came I went into Chicago for a bit and I found this ice rink. It's only one subway from the big city" she says

"Wait, really? I didn't think there was any around here" I replied partially thinking out loud

Tomorrow is a half day since it's a pep rally which I have no interest watching

"Do you mind if I go tomorrow? Just to check it out because tomorrow is a half day and I have nothing to do?" I ask

"Yes. Go ahead."

Her replies are very straight forward since she doesn't know many other words but I don't mind

The next day

There is this small friend group that I have been talking to recently I mean it's technically just two people but I am talking to someone else who isn't in the "group" but their names are Steve and Robin and the one that isn't the group is Nancy.

When I first walk in I'm met with Nancy by the doors waiting for me

"Hey! Sooooo are you excited for your first American pep rally today??" She asks

"Actually first pep rally ever, I didn't even know they existed"

"Omg that makes it even better !!"

"I'm probably not gonna stay for it though, I'm planning to leave early cause I have errands to run later" I reply

"Come on, it's your first pep rally, here I'll make you a deal , if you don't like the first ten minutes of it then you can leave ." She reasons

"Fine" I reply slightly smiling

We had this conversation while walking to our first period which we both have together so when the conversation ends we reach our class and walk in .

Class goes smoothly along with my classes with Robin and Steve. Time passes and comes the pep rally one of the American teen necessity's as so I've been told. We enter the gym and see the stands filled with students and the floor filled with basket ball players and snobby cheerleaders.

We begin walking up the stands looking for a seat, we eventually find a little section with enough room for the three of four of us. Once I sit down my eyes gravitate towards billy and I guess his did too cause we made eye contact and I swear I have never looked away faster.

The pep rally started with the band playing music and the cheerleaders dancing along to it while the basket ball players stand back. I could still feel Billy's eyes on me the entire time. Steve told me that he is in basketball and Robin told me that she was in band so I was slightly confused as to why they weren't in this pep rally but I didn't pay much attention to that thought.

I have surprisingly made it through almost the entire game without leaving so that's a plus.

As I was watching I noticed the billy took the ball from a player on the opposing team and it felt like he was dribbling the ball for forever but eventually he made his way around the player and threw the ball into the net cheering as he made it. We all began clapping as he made the last shot of the game but I quickly stopped as I noticed he looked my way winking and pointing at me almost as if he was saying "this one is for you" as if we were in some cheesy rom com. Yuck. But all the girls around me were blushing and giggling so I assume it was for one of them

"holy fucking shit, did you see that!" Robin screeches in my ear shaking me while Steve and Nancy laugh

I roll my eyes playfully shoving her in a joking matter

"You can convince us that wasn't for you" Nancy says

"Why would it be for me? I've spoken two words to him??"

"Yeah and those words were rejecting him after asking you out" Steve replied

"It's probably nothing" I brush off

But thank god that's when the pep rally ends and the band plays some sort of music as we all exit and most leave for the day but I stayed back despite saying I was going to leave early. I went to the girls locker room with Nancy to chance into my skating clothes which is just athletic sports bra and leggings.

Me and Nancy enter the locker room expecting no one to be in there since we have assumed everyone has left besides the ones that participated in the pep rally.

"Sooo are you exciting to explore more of America today" Nancy says to me while helping me do my hair

"I mean kinda? I guess I'm just more excited to get back on the ice-" as I was saying that I was cut off my shuffling coming from one of the stalls and whisper shouting

Me and Nancy look at each other confused and I bend down to look under the stall to see if I can spot feet and I see a pair of men's sneakers and one of rainbow flip flops and messily painted toenails.

I cover my mouth to prevent my laugh and look up at a confused Nancy and I silently telling tell her  to get down on the floor to see what I seeing.

When she sees them she looks at me and we burst out laughing no longer trying to be quiet. We quickly stand up

"Out of all places to fuck why the girls locker room??" I say purposely loud on our way out to make sure whoever was in there heard me as we make our way to the ice rink

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Billy's pov:

After the pep rally this random girl I've never seen before comes up to me batting her non existent eyelashes. She hands me this crumpled up piece of paper and walks away attempting to sway her hips.

I open the paper and it says "meet me in the girls locker room in ten minutes" I debate wether or not I want to torcher myself more but I couldn't bring myself to care cause she's just one more notch on my belt.

I walk into the locker room looking around and I feel someone dragging me into a stall and she gets down to business very fast..

As we were doing our business I guess I heard two people walk in talking, then I heard the accent that can be recognized anywhere and that pris Nancy wheeler

“So why is your name Alexandra but you go by Sasha?” I hear Nancy ask

“It’s like how some people’s names are William but go by billy, it’s so much shorter than saying al- ex- an- dra.”

“Ohh okay”

And then they continue their conversation but then I remember the position I’m in with- Emma? I think her name was but I couldn’t care but the fact that the girl I’m trying to get just walked in while I’m getting blown messed the the mood and I think Emma noticed cause she started going faster which just pissed me off so I tried pushing her off and she started whisper screaming at me while I started at her and then I heard Sasha and Nancy get quiet for a second which made me think they heard us because of how fucking loud Emma was.

Emma kept rambling and then I heard laughing which shut her up real fast and as I was about to exit the stall I heard Sasha’s voice say “out of all the places to fuck why the girls locker room?” And then their laughter fade out.

Well..

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Y’all this took so much longer than it should’ve. I was supposed to be medicated for adhd but I wasn’t so obviously I couldn’t focus and kept getting distracted but I finished about 900 words in a day which is shocking but anyway I hope you enjoyed it and stream boygenius also this isn’t proof read so sorry for misspells 🤞

#billy hargove x reader #billy hargrove smut #lana del rey #billy hargrove x female reader #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove x reader smut #figure skating #stranger things x reader #billy hargove imagine #billy hargrove x you #billy hargrove blurb #billy hargrove x oc #billy hargrove imagine

[variousqueerthings]

Don’t get into a spaceship with a madman

it's "journey to the centre of the Tardis" time. and they are indeed journeying to the centre of the Tardis. and there is... things. this episode feels a bit like this season's "Shakespeare Code" in that because it's promising so much, its flaws stick out more to me

Actually maybe "Dinosaurs on a Spaceship" is this season's "Shakespeare Code," because they both suck when they shouldn't and this episode is definitely better than that! at times it's even great! and also the Tardis is my beloved of all time of course

but let's not beat around the bush, what am I even talking about with all this cryptic so-and-so... well..... you know when you've got an episode of science fiction that should be iconic, but has three Black working-class South London accented small-time crooks and 90% of their portrayal is as casually cruel and somewhat dim? .... ah

sexism rank objectification (female character is ogled/harassed/turned into a sex joke by the doctor and/or a lead we’re supposed to root for and/or the camera): 7/10

sexism rank plot-point (lead female character is only there to serve plot, not to have her emotional interiority explored, or given agency to her emotional interiority): 3/10

interesting complex or pointlessly complex (does the complexity serve the narrative or does it just serve to be confusing as a stand-in for smart, this includes visually): 7/10

furthers character and/or lore and/or plot development (broader question that ties into the previous ones, at least two of these, ideally three should be fulfilled): 6/10

companion matters (the companion doesn’t always have to be there, but if the companion is there, can they function without the doctor– and overall per season how often is the companion the focus or POV of the story): 5/10

the doctor is more than just “godlike” (examines the doctor’s flaws and limitations, doesn’t solve a plot by having it revolve entirely around the doctor’s existence): 7/10

doesn’t look down on previous doctor who (by erasing or mocking its importance, by redoing and “bettering” previous beloved plotpoints or characters, etc.): 10/10

isn’t trying to insert hamfisted sexiness (m*ffat famously talked a lot about how dw should be sexier multiple times, he sucks at writing it): 9/10

internal world has consistency (characters have backgrounds, feel rooted in a place with other people, generally feel like they have Lives): 7/10

Politics (how conservative is the story): 3/10

FULL RATING: 64/100 (if I can count….)

wow this one is all over the place (see what I mean), the good is great, the bad is... worthy of perusal

OBJECTIFICATION: Clara didn't dress for getting thrown through an angry Tardis to be fair. I think this is one of her most well-known dresses actually, this kind of red one

I'm nitpicking a bit, but I guess I'm just not wowed by the personality-building of a lot of this eras outfits generally. Amy was sexy and young, River is a sexy archeologist, and Clara is cute. I think "mainly just cute" is better than "mainly just sexy" but I think what I'm saying is that a lot of the time their clothes feel just off the fashionable costume rack, rather than an indicator of who they are

there's also a bit at the beginning, where the Doctor is attempting to teach Clara some basic Tardis maneuvering and they have an interaction that goes like this:

Clara: Basic? Cos I’m a girl? The Doctor: No! (grins to himself)

just unnecessary

PLOT-POINT: Sooooo technically Clara learns and goes through so much this episode. It's just a shame that at the end she... forgets it all again/it never happened, so we're basically at square one

COMPLEXITY: this story's complexity is in how it builds Tardis Space, and that's technically the point about internal world, and I think it does so very well! it's hard to talk about the Tardis without concepts bleeding together -- is the Tardis a location, time, lore, story, character? yes

but basically, if there's something I really enjoy in this episode, it's the Tardis space itself, and how that builds the story

future bleeds into past bleeds into space bleeds into the tale that's being told. oh the Tardis

CHARACTERS/LORE/PLOT: again, this suffers from removing Clara's memory at the end, but we do get some tidbits

. the Doctor is sure that whatever is going on, Clara herself is human and the Doctor trusts and wants to protect her

. Clara trusts the Doctor and isn't afraid he's going to get her killed

. the most compelling dynamic is Clara and the Tardis, as they've been quite antagonistic towards one another, and the plot gives the Tardis a whole lot of personality. unclear if the Tardis is happier with Clara off the back of this, but I think she trusts her a tad more

COMPANIONS MATTER: Clara does do things -- mainly survives, which to be honest, is fair enough when you're inside the belly of the beast and she's Very Very angry

I also liked the tidbit about Big Friendly Button

“GODLIKE” DOCTOR: the Doctor knows the Tardis best, so leads the charge and that's fair. the Tardis trips him up a few times as well. not a fan of casual memory erasing. Clara says she doesn't want to forget, I kind of wish there had been more tension around the way the Doctor makes that decision for her (especially considering past forgettings like Jamie and Zoe and Donna) -- this is "just" one day, but it's a day where Clara learnt a lot of important information about the Doctor and, crucially, about herself

PREVIOUS DOCTOR WHO: ohhhh there's so much one can barely even get into it all, echoes of past Doctors, continuity of corridors we saw in Doctor's Wife, rooms mentioned in the past, etcetc. particular enjoyment was hearing Nine's "the assembled hordes of Genghis Khan couldn't get through those doors!"

“SEXINESS”: there's this one bit near the beginning where Clara makes a crack about the Doctor and Tardis relationship being like "you’re like one of those boys who can’t go out until he gets approval from his mum."

I mention it because it's not actually so bad, and maybe even serves as an example of something kind of cheeky, without being very eye-rollery. I'm a nitpicker though, and I want the show to stop framing the Doctor and the Tardis through the lens of a "boy" and his girlfriend/mother and dating

INTERNAL WORLD: back to complexity and references to previous Doctor Who and plotting and the Tardis As Character, of course I love this a whole lot! look at this wonderful machine/being, bask in its hallways and its rooms and its temporal leaks and horrifying burnt flesh beings chasing you! just #bbygirlTardis things

I rated it down a bit, because the other part of the world is our three brothers, who're scavengers who inherited a spaceship from their dad, and they are where this episode suffers. but a lot of this is less to do with their background (which doesn't need to be over-complicated) and more to do with how they're written as informed by that background

POLITICS: THIIIIS is its main.... hmmmmmm. we're introduced to a ship of scavengers, crewed by three Black South Londoners, who break the Tardis and then proceed to moooostly be quite terrible and cowardly. NOW one can be an asshole in a narrative and Black, of course, but it's in the way this episode has placed them. they're in the Tardis, in an iconic narrative setting, three Black working-class men, and throughout the entirety of it their tale is one that struggles to give them any empathy, or at least make them interesting in the way a big villain might

they genuinely are just three brothers, two of whom are so casually cruel that they convinced their amnesiac younger brother who lost his sight in an accident, that he was an android and treated him like shit for "not being human" and that isn't really properly resolved at the end. he still thinks he's an android, because time resets. it doesn't feel like the episode much cares about them beyond the function they serve to piss off the Tardis and set the plot in motion

in all fairness (and why I didn't rate it lower) it does seem to try, in the whole "one of the brothers tries to save the other from death and that's what makes them both die" sequence, but in the end there's much less pathos afforded them than other "types" of characters we've seen like them, who are far more three dimensional. I can argue that three dimensionality got lost in the other part of the plot, but I also don't think it needed to be done this way to begin with

FULL RATING: 64/100 (if I can count….)

ultimately this episode ought to have rated higher, and it's a shame that it didn't, because the good is great + it's the Tardis, and you really want that to be awesome!

thankfully it does well on the Tardis portrayal, although I could always do with it being much much trippier, especially considering she's breaking apart, but on the whole I think it's a good mix -- my one Thing is the choice to have the camera blur every time the burnt beings appear. I'm guessing it's to show there's something "wrong" with them, beyond the... being burnt to a crisp thing, but it makes it annoying to watch in my opinion

the bad is really the season arc, Clara As Mystery before being a person and the ongoing nonsense with the Doctor's Secret Name, and the really bad is the -- I believe -- unconscious racism. someone should have flagged that writing, especially in that episode, for another run-through, because in theory these brothers are quite interesting. we just don't... see the interesting. we just see the casual dumb-witted cruelty for the most part

it's a thing I'm thinking about in terms of how would I recommend things to Black working-class friends of mine (this also somewhat speaking of Dinosaurs on a Spaceship and its misogynoir), when the above is most of their portrayal, but it's an episode about an iconic spaceship that I'm sure any Whovian would love to get their teeth into. you want to rec it, but it's such a shame to disclaim that, in flipping genre TV like this, this kind of portrayal is still common. I'm sure many would just shrug and roll with it (same as I do with casual transphobia and acephobia), but why was it done this way in the first place?

one might argue the characters were written that way before being cast, but that is then one of the maaaany problems (as we know) with "colour blind" casting and tbh it's a weakness in the characters regardless of race and class, this just exacerbates the issues in that writing. the cruelty of them is there to have a reason for the Tardis to get seriously angry, but there were ways of having them take a lot of similar actions, without them feeling so disconnected from the themes of the plot, and so lacking in pathos as characters

#im watching nu!who #im watching eleven who #journey to the centre of the tardis #the measurement

[rachaeljurassic]

So, part two of Sunday's double bill

😁

Questions?

Has Jack learned ANY lessons from Paddy?

Has Phryne recovered from Jack actually touching her with purpose?

Has Dot recovered from being shouted at by Hugh?

And is Jack allowed to arrest Hugh's mum?

🤔

Also though, how painful that the reason Dot gave, right at the beginning, for not thinking it was a good idea to date Hugh has turned out to be the reason that all this is happening

😢

Ah, lots of floaty ladies

😊

Oh dear, Aunt P

😞

OMG it's just getting worse

😨

Oh, she's hosting a sanitorium, and things are a bit much

"They're far too wealthy for that, they're just unwell"

🤣

Sounds about right!

And who the HELL is THAT????????

*reluctant* 🥃

Where's HUGHHHHHHHH???????

😭

"Miss Fisher, at last"

His face, trying to ignore that other policeman on the floor

😐

And Phryne tells Jack exaclty what happened

😆

And then stands up in the most suggestive way imaginable

🥵

"Shall I leave now"

NO JACK, JEEZ, you are STILL not getting this!!!!!

🤦‍♀️

Hugh's gone fishing. Nooooooooo. Shut up Constable Interloper!!!! He IS coming back, stop upsetting Dot.

😡

Oh but his face throughout his first experience of Phrack Murder Investigation synchronicity

😦

Yes, you get on with the searching, the lady and I will be interviewing suspects.

The Constable *what the hell kind of operation IS this?*

😆

Oh HOW DARE that woman talk about Arthur like that!?

😡

But at least she's getting some information, although who knows how reliable it is

OK, I'm thinking that it's not Betsy who was consumed with lust

😂

And I have to say that outfit Phryne is wearing, I LOVE that top thingy (fashion is NOT my forte, I have no idea hoe to describe it lol)

Oh god I love the way Aunt P said

"very bed hebit"

😂

Oh poor P, I don't like you being sad

🙁

My god that new guy is very keen

But how long has Hugh been gone

😢

MACCCCCCCC

😍

OMG that whole exchange about the "electric massager"

🤣🤣🤣

Phryne and Mac having the BEST time EVER!

"A what?"

Phryne and Mac's coordinated look at him

😂

Their expersions throughout

😏

Mac leaning forward on the table to get the BEST POSSIBLE VIEW of this, because it's gonna be good

😆

Jack going from

🤔

to

😮

to

😳

"Have you seen one before?"

*Nods* oops *shakes his head* damn *how do I play this without looking like an innocent fool but also without looking like I'm TOO into that stuff?*

And strangely Jack doesn't see the point of this line questioning

😂

Mac and Phryne do though

😏

"Mr Freud would be terribly interested in that"

Oh Mac, you've decided to join in on the torture, I'm sooooo glad

😍

Phryne's very interested too

🤭

And Mac and the end trying SO hard not to laugh

😂

#mfmm #miss fisher's murder mysteries #live blog #3x05

[peach-the-owl]

i think it’d be lovely to see like a younger sibling with Kaylie for npc month, just sweet moments of them bonding 💖

Who doesn’t love some sweet sibling bonding time 😊

Siblings by Chance, Friends by Choice

Kaylie & Younger Sibling!Reader

WARNING: one instance with themes of sexual assault implied near the beginning, but not said outright

“Kaylie! Kaylie! Look what I can do!” Your voice chirps as you bound up to your sister. She looks over and watches you with interest as you jump as high into the air as you can (which isn’t even an inch off the ground), try to do a twirl then proceed to trip on nothing and land on your bottom. You huff for a second before beaming at her again.

“Wow, someone’s gonna be real athletic when they’re older.” She smirks, the minor sarcasm in her voice going right over your head.

“Yeah!” You cheer. “I’m gonna be the best dancer ever, then I’ll get to dance to all those songs you play.” The smirk on her face turns to slight shock then to soft admiration.

“Well then, we best keep practicing together.” She grabs her instrument, you’re all too elated to get up and start dancing even before she started playing, earning a small chuckle from her.

Kaylie thought back to the day her mother came home tearfully after hours of working just so the two could eat for the day, and the shock she felt when Sybil told her that she’d be a big sister. Kaylie didn’t fully understand how that could be, after all, her father left them before she was born. It wasn’t until she got older that she understood what had actually happened. Of course she felt no ill feelings towards you for it, it wasn’t your fault and how could she be upset with how sweet and optimistic your personality was.

“Hey! Why’d ya stop playing?” Your voice cuts into her thoughts as she realizes she’d paused completely in her song.

“Ah, sorry. Got a lil’ distracted is all.” She brushes off casually and begins playing again much to your delight.

~~~~~~~~~~

You were out in the market with Kaylie while your mother was busy with work, looking to get some food for dinner but waiting in line was sooooo boring. You look in every which way to try and find something interesting to watch but come up with nothing, so instead you start humming a little tune to yourself, swaying around as you do. You had improved a lot in your dancing skill, something you very much pride yourself on and as you pick up your own tempo, completely ignoring the happenings around you, you start to hear actual music play. Taking a small peek to see Kaylie playing her flute, encouraging you to continue which you happily do. Your sibling duo performance drew in a nice crowd and before you know it Kaylie set out a tray for people to toss money into, why pass up on an opportunity after all.

When you finished your little performance Kaylie counted up your spoils while you fiddled with the pocket knife she had gifted you a while ago.

“Remember, not everyone wants to be yer friend. It can be real dangerous for folk like us, and I’m not always going to be there to save ya, so be sure to always keep a keen eye out for trouble. Got it?”

Her words echoed in your mind as you look over at her again, she looks up from her counting and you offer her a big smile which she returns with a softer one. You felt so lucky to have a sister like her.

~~~~~~~~~~

“Do ya really have to leave?” You look to Kaylie with glossy eyes.

“Aww, hey. Don’t look so down. I promise you I’ll send ya plenty o’ letters so you don’t miss anything.” She reassures you. You stick out your bottom lip in a small pout but give a slow nod.

“You better.” You mumble, Kaylie ruffles your hair which helps lift your mood a little. “I’ll be sure to send plenty of letters back so ya know how I’m doin’ too!” You say placing your hands on your hips proudly, this earns you a soft chuckle from your sister.

“I’m looking forward to it.” With that she sets off, you wave to her shrinking figure even well after she’s out of your eyesight.

~~~~~~~~~~

Kaylie finished her latest letter to you telling you all about Dr. Dranzel's Spectacular Traveling Troupe which she recently joined. Though part of her did worry that now she was going to be on the road more often there’d be less time for her to send and receive letters with you. She shook her head of the thought not wanting to think so negatively as she stared at your letter she received earlier. It detailed how you’ve been keeping up your self taught dance lessons and how well you’ve been improving as well as putting your skills to the test to make a few extra coin so your mother didn’t have to work as hard now. Kaylie gives a side smile to herself as she stores the letter away with others you’ve sent her and heads out to deliver hers before heading on the road.

Hope this isn’t too odd a place to be leaving this but this was all my brain decided to conjure up 😁

#critical role #critical role & reader #vox machina #vox machina & reader #cr kaylie #kaylie shorthalt #kaylie & reader #npc's & reader #npc appreciation month #nothing romantic here

[incorrect-mordet-quotes]

Best SAO Abridged Lines As RP Starters Pt.3

“Sheeptar the Sheep King, your reign is at an end.”

“If that thing hadn’t already killed seven of us, I’d say this was a really stupid boss.”

“Whoa whoa whoa, we can’t just go around sacrificing NPCs! Some of my best friends have been NPCs!”

“That makes way too much sense.”

“Choke on it! Choke on my vengeance! How does it taste?!”

“Yeeeah. You know what? Maybe he has a point. This is super uncomfortable.”

“Sooooo… how’s your day goin’? You’re looking pretty relaxed there, buddy.”

“This grass feels amazing.”

“I suspect that wasn’t a real question–”

“It was great! You should’ve been there! He was climbing the walls, spitting acid…”

“We’re still talking about a sheep, right? Not like a… fluffy Xenomorph?”

“Its a really stupid boss!”

“Apparently not that stupid if it killed seven of you.”

“…twelve now, actually…”

“I mean, you survived, so hey. Silver lining.”

“Okay, what the hell is wrong with you? You’re way too… mellow.”

“Well, I had some time to kill before the raid, so I figured I’d power level my alchemy a bit  by eating some weird plants, and now everything’s…. just… great…”

“Look, okay? I get it. You had a really bad day. You’re stressed out, seven people died…”

“TWELVE PEOPLE.”

“Not the point. Look, they’re dead now. And really? Whose fault is that? That’s right. No one’s. So why don’t you lie down, relax, and watch the stars with me?”

“Its two in the afternoon! There are no stars!”

“Only if you’re looking with your eyes.”

“You’d better come down soon so I can kick your teeth in…”

“Huh… those dudebros make an interesting point.”

“I mean… as a man, there’s really only one option here.”

“I drew cat whiskers on you because I thought it would be funny, and it was!”

“Vhew eh pfftff Well… tff I… I dfff I-I mean… jju uu You know…! jj–… You- you could’ve… like… tjj ahu…”

“Yeah, remind me to draw on your face more often. I’ll eat like a king. Or at least a very wealthy janitor.”

“This coming from the guy who ate random plants off the ground?”

“Oh really? Well who’s dumber? Me, or the one who takes a nap next to some crazed drug fiend?”

“Need I remind you that YOU were that crazed drug fiend?”

“I can’t be held responsible for stoned _______. That guy’s an idiot.”

“Oh, looks like we are out of time! We’ll have to continue this next week, but in the meantime, please enjoy these lovely consolation prizes from the ________ Is Always Right Foundation.”

“Oh my god, you’re insufferable.”

“Huh… look. A human pinata.”

“He’s dying!”

“Uh… correction: he’s suffering. Probably hurts like a bitch, but he’s not gonna die.”

“Hey man! When you pop, could you try to send the candy over this way?!”

“I’m gonna go cut him down, you jackass.”

“Hey, anyone got like a thirty foot stick? I wanna take a crack at this thing.”

“So did anyone see where the candy went, or…?”

“For christ’s sake, a man just died!”

“Ah, yesss… but that just raises an even bigger question. Why do you care?!”

“I’m sorry, are you asking me why I care that a man was killed?”

“No, I’m asking why YOU care that a man was killed!”

“Welll… let’s see… most people would - charitably - refer to you as the crown prince of douchebags, long may he reign.”

“Your usual reaction to human suffering is to pull up a chair and crack out the popcorn! What’s your angle?!”

“I am shocked and appalled that that is your opinion of me!”

“Starts with an A---… right, Y. Starts with a Y. I mean its close, they’re basically neighbors, you can understand my mistake.”

“Its uh… Yo… Yo… Yo… Ya… Yoooooga pants?”

“Oh, spare me, Wonder Woman. You’re only doing this to prove I was wrong.”

“Hey! At least I PRETEND to be nice to people!”

“Yeah, whatever, uh—wait, ‘pretend’?”

“Well if its not my least favorite customer.”

“Aw, you just say that because I’m not dumb enough to buy any of your crap.”

“Yeah, well if there’s one upside to being trapped with these idiots, its that they’ll buy pretty much anything.”

“What’s the matter with you?! Why would you bring her here?! I thought we were friends!”

“What is up in dis… hizouse?”

“There’s just so much beauty in the world, you know?!”

“So dat’s da sitch. Think ya can scope da deets on dis gat for us, homey?”

“Um, but I’m da one dat asked you.”

“Why you ignoring me bro? You got cotton in your ears?”

“OH GOD! I-I didn’t mean it like that!”

“Grand Wizard _______ here’s not what you’d call a ‘people person’.”

“Um, excuse me?! Mr. Kettle? Mr. Pot called. He said you’re black!”

“What? Its a turn of phrase. It has nothing to do with race.”

“Okay, now you see dat? DAT was racist.”

“Well CLEARLY, I’m stabbing myself with this sword to see if it kills me– Oh god, what AM I doing?”

“Ah… handing the black man a murder weapon. Tale as old as time.”

“Do you really hate this place that much, or do you just love the sound of your own voice?”

“Its my gift to the world.”

“Hate to break it to you sweetie, but the world wants a gift receipt.”

“No refunds or exchanges. Only store credit.”

“Shhhhh. The grown-ups are talking.”

“Really? Then show me the body.”

“There is no body!”

“You can’t prove that he’s dead. Let me give this poor girl some hope.”

“Oh, don’t even PRETEND that’s what you’re doing!”

“________, why would ________ have wanted to make sweet love to your friend’s chest with the business end of a broadsword?”

“Meh, I’ve killed for less.”

“I knew it! They’re finally coming for me! It was only a matter of time! The walls are closing in!”

“Ever since he got trapped in here, he’s been terrified that his more… 'verbose’ commenters are going to make good on their threats.”

“I used to laugh at their comments! You hear me?! LAUGH! But now?! What if they actually DO chop off my limbs, rip out my intestines, and ride me like some sort of meat toboggan?!”

“You hear that? 'Meat Toboggan’. Try getting THAT image out of your head. Grippin’ his entrails like the reins of Santa’s sleigh. Streaking through the fresh morning snow on a trail of bile and gore, as his eyes beg the same question as the horrified children in his wake. 'Why…?’ ”

“This… may have been a mistake.”

“I disagree. I think you’ve got a real flair for this.”

“Did I say 'reason’? Sorry, I meant the screaming monkeys that live in her brain.”

“I don’t know about you, but I have a duty to my fans to survive this! …I mean, to the ones who AREN’T threatening to use my spine as a pitching wedge.”

“I think we can safely assume a ghost is not the culprit here!”

“Of course not. Obviously it was a Hit by the Mermaid Mafia paid in Leprechaun gold! But who was the puppet master? The Unicorns? No… they’ve had a feud going with the Mermaids for years.”

“Damn it, this is serious!”

“Weeellllll… I’m not a doctor… but I don’t like her chances.”

"Ah! Ah! Ow! Ah! Ugh! Ah.... aaaugh..."

"Really? I figured some random perp would be no match for the world's greatest detective. Oh-ho wait, no... THAT'S BATMAN. And you're not Batman, are you? You will NEVER be Batman."

"That, uh... cut surprisingly deep. Well played."

"I can't believe you just left me with that guy!"

"Really? What part of that was out of character for me?"

"If you say '_______', I'm going to stab you in the eye."

"So anyway, I think we should go over what we know so far."

"Why? I figured the whole thing out hours ago."

"My sandwich! It was innocent...!"

"SHHH! I must grieve."

"What do you want?! Scalps?! I can get you scalps!"

"Oh, I see. You're an orphan blood man! Do you prefer your victims pre-drained, or do you like to get your hands dirty?"

"Oh, so you like them crucified! Well, that'll be a bit trickier, but I'm sure I can work something out!"

"...so, where are we on the whole orphan blood thing? We talking heads or liters?"

"For the love of-- We're not ghosts! We faked our deaths!"

"Seriously, ________? How many people would you have killed if we'd asked you to?"

"Thaaaaat's... not important."

"I DISAGREE."

"And Samson said, 'With an asses jawbone, I have made asses of them. With an asses jawbone, I have killed a thousand men.'"

"No no! You sighed! That's not nothing!"

"Boss... I get what you're going for. Bible quoting serial killer... its a great motif. Classic. But... its a big book. They're not all gonna be gems."

"Okay, bigshot! Name one verse that's scarier than that."

"Oh, I don't know. How about 'no flesh shall be spared'? Mark 13:20?"

"Holy shit! That's in the Bible...?"

"Have... you ever actually READ the Bible?"

"Look, we're getting off-track. I'm the guild leader, and I say my verse was better."

"Don't you think the whole 'Jesus tells me to kill' thing is... holding us back? Plus... you're not even all that good at it."

"How DARE you! The J-man's teachings inform everything I do!"

"That's not even a word! Much less--- ugh. Forget it. Let's just kill these guys and go."

"Stupid horse! That entrance was almost perfect!"

"Don't patronize me, Yoga Pants!"

"I'm afraid that's impossible, officer. The Lord has ordered these sinners dead, in the form of a guy who pays fifty bucks..."

"Fifty bucks? Selling yourselves a bit cheap, don't'cha think? You guys provide an essential, in-demand service, and you're DEFINITELY the leaders in your field. I mean, you GOTTA cash in on that name recognition."

"THAT'S WHAT I KEEP TELLING HIM.”

“The high-paying clients won't touch us. They take ONE LOOK at Reverend Killjoy over here, and think we're a bunch of crazy people!"

"You could reach a much wider demo if you just tone down the religious theme."

"What you guys need is a total rebranding. Ad campaign! PR blast! Get your faces out there! Let people know you're not just about the fire and brimstone! You are multifaceted, three-dimensional killing machines, and you have got a little something for everyone, because contract killing... is a beat we can all dance to."

"As payment, the lives of these sinners are now yours to command."

"Thanks! Jesus told me to say it."

"Huh... so I own you guys now. That's cool."

"Serves one per conspirator, may contain trace amounts of 'caaaaalllled iiiiit'."

"How did you realize I was lying?"

"Ah, well, that part was quite simple. You see: I'm not an idiot."

"Yeah, that'd do it."

"Of course... I do have some evidence. If you're into that sort of thing."

"My first thought was ___________. My second thought was 'Oh shit, window.' And with that, much like that window, the cracks in your facade started to form."

"As if anyone would let that moron in on a conspiracy. A friggin' landmine deals with pressure better than him, and would kill fewer people."

"You seem to have put a lot of thought into this..."

"Well, someone had to."

"BUT. This whole thing still leaves me with one question... WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!"

"Oh, right. Totally forgot. I should probably mention that he didn't do it."

"What? I just thought you guys might like to know. You seemed pretty interested in the subject."

"Well, I'm sorry. SHOCKINGLY, he wasn't very COOPERATIVE."

"How big is this web?! You're catching school buses in this thing!"

"Hey! We just gift-wrapped your friend's killer for you! You maybe wanna react here?"

"Ah! A valid point! But tell me. Do you think ______ would've trusted a stranger to do the job? Well then, you must think _______ was skilled enough to kill _______ one-on-one. Or perhaps smart enough to catch her unawares?"

"Oh my god, _______'s not the killer."

"Hey, people threatened to kill me for giving Pokemon: V&R a seven out of ten! At this point, I've learned to just assume the position."

"Hold it, I've got something I've been holding in for a while... That hat makes you look like a HIPSTER!"

"What? No! Bullshit! I had to go to a dark place to pull out that masterpiece! It was full of emotions that scare and confuse me. Now come on, get up! We're doing this again! And this time, you're not gonna fold just cause that hat makes you look like John Lennon joined the mafia!"

"See? There's no challenge in it! Verbal abuse, man. Its a lost art."

"You guys were the best slaves a boy could have."

"Fuck it! I tried! You all saw it!"

"We're gonna make sure you get the help you need, buddy. Behind this tree."

"Look, if this is about me being right about everything, I forgive you, okay?"

"Damn it, I'm trying to be nice and have a moment here, which isn't easy with SOME people being so LOUD!"

"Wait-- nononoNONONO---"

#RP Prompt #Meme #RP Meme

[missmungoe]

helloooo!!!!! im just coming by to say i. am. in. LOVE with your work!!!!!! i truly have been blessed to come across your fics bc theyre sooooo incredibly well written and just JUICYYYYY!!! i been biting the absolute hell out of my nails reading the suspense in some of these i cant help it omgggg! but i have 2 questions!!!! first question is do you ever plan on writing fics on some OP characters like the strawhats individually (not that im not getting my fill w your writing currently) but i love your writing style and i feel you’d be amazing in capturing more character pov. if thats not what your interested in at all thats okay!! i was just curious. and my last question is do you have any other ships that you’d want to write about? im curiousss👀 nonetheless all i wanted to say is youre amazing🥺 plsssss keep up the work and i hope you have an amazing new years!!!!!

(p.s. i hope the new years brings some new shanks x makino as well EEEEEEK!!!!)

HI, your enthusiasm revived me!! To answer your questions: I don’t have any plans right now! I just really love writing Shanks and Makino, and the stories I want to tell are about them, but I do include different POVs in my writing, because even if they’re not the main attraction, there are so many fun characters to explore in this series (case in point: one of my favourite POVs to write is Buggy’s).

Actually, in terms of Straw-Hat centric stories, there is the ‘Shanks and Makino through the eyes of one Monkey D. Luffy’ fic that I’ve been meaning to finish for ages, or at the very least, cross-post to AO3, but I had some more scenes I wanted to add before I do that (among others: the scene behind Luffy’s (mildly horrified) flashback in Andromeda chapter 5).

As for your second question: see above, haha. No but I have written for a few different ships in One Piece, even though it’s been a while! I really want to finish my Rayleigh x Shakky story Peony & Silver (I’ve been working on how to weave in Shakky’s past as a Kuja Empress without altering the story, but then she strikes me as the kind of person who could omit that tidbit for years before dropping it in the middle of a conversation, like ‘oh, did I forget to mention that? ah, well’). I also get the occasional question if I’m ever going to continue It Takes Two, aka the Zoro x Tashigi undercover-as-married fic, and I love that people are so fond of that story? I promise I haven’t forgotten about it; I just haven’t been inspired to write that pairing in a while, but I haven’t shelved the idea of a continuation<3

So we’ll see what 2023 brings! Right now I’m working on the next chapter of Tideswept because I’m on a roll (and the next chapter takes a turn, to say the least!), and my goal for the first half of this year is to get back to Mnemosyne, and if time and motivation allows, to finish both Andromeda Unbound and Moon and Her Maiden!

#there's also the remaining two parts of On the Water #but then this is my favourite setting<3 #ahhhh so many things I want to write so little TIME #but thank you for showing enthusiasm for my writing!! this is the kind of thing that makes me excited to write<3