#which for them is just going to a different room most days

[gguk-n]

The Exception (Max Verstappen x y/n)

Summary- 4 times Max let y/n get away with whatever she wanted and 1 time he didn't.

I just have so much love for maxie and I wanna show it so it came out as this. Hope you like it!! I hope maxie is only loved tbh

Max was very young when he had moved to a Netherland. If someone asked him when it was, he'd probably never be able to tell. But he could tell you about the annoying neighbours he had growing up. Yes, he did spend most of his time karting and didn't have the time at home or in school like normal kids his age would but the fleeting moments spent at that house in Netherland left behind fond memories that he can look back and only because of a certain little girl with chubby cheeks and two identical braids on either side of her head who had made quite a place in his life. Jos wasn't very happy with Max wasting his time entertaining those kids but he couldn't do much when the children's father was a tall bulky man who could take Jos out in one punch, insisted on letting the kids play together. The tall man had 3 kids Max noticed when he had dinner at their place for the first time; the oldest being the girl who we mentioned before followed by 2 younger brothers who seemed to love karting. They asked Max so many questions about it that they got scolded by their mother for ruining dinner for everyone but Max thought was cute because the youngest couldn't even pronounce karting but had a lot to say. Every time he would spend time with his neighbours, it would always be with the 2 young boys who wanted to learn how to kart better and become like Max like the younger one put it. Even now it makes Max laugh reminiscing about those days. They never really made it professionally though.

2008

Max and the 2 boys were playing around when their older sister asked if they would like to join her for a session of afternoon tea with Mr Whale and Miss Teapot. The brothers made a face of disgust and ran away from her, dejected she turned around when Max agreed. Her face lit up like a Christmas tree. She quickly dragged him into her room and had him sit next to Mr Longneck, the giraffe. An hour later Max was found in Y/N's room with two pigtails if you could call them that on the top of his head, a tiara and the prettiest necklace Y/N owned. Looking at himself in the mirror he couldn't help but laugh. Y/N on the contrary looked pleased with her handy work. She thanked him for being a good and compliant customer and to come back again if he ever wanted to look pretty. It wasn't easy to get Max to do what you wanted except he couldn't say no to her puppy eyes. She even gave him a drawing of him in his kart saying that it would bring him good luck since she couldn't be there and placed her favourite bracelet on his hand.

If Y/N was to ask him about the bracelet, Max would say he lost it as soon as she gave it to him, but deep down in the watch drawer of Max's Monaco apartment sat a brightly neon pink bracelet with Y/N’s initials.

2014

Y/N had started highschool and remained the annoying self Max had come to love. Her over the top demeanor and affection to screaming at the top of her lungs whenever she spotted Max never failed to make him smile. Having joined Formula one this year, meant Max was way to busy to be home but Y/N seemed to never forget to text him regularly. She would ask him to get autographs of other drivers or souvenirs from different countries. It was a regular race weekend when Y/N texted Max asking him to explain how the engine in a go kart worked. In a split second Max was on call with her asking "why she needed that?" to which she replied "I'm doing a project on that. I even made a small scale replica of your cart Look here!!!" She exclaimed. "I just need to shrink you and place you inside it" Y/N laughed. Max told her not to worry and that he would text her the details in a hour or so. Actually it took a couple hours and Y/N was starting to get agitated and called him back. Max replied with a almost done and smiled at her. He had literally written her entire report for her and sent it to review. Y/N almost screamed when she saw the assignment. She thanked Maxie for doing this for her and that she owed him her life. Max was just happy to be of help, he told himself more than he told her because who stays up till 5 in the morning on a race weekend doing someone else’s project.

He kept the small scale replica of his Kart on the mantle above the fireplace if anyone wanted to know what happened to the kart.

2018

Y/N was freshly 18, so getting drunk was the only thing on her agenda. On a night out, she was so drunk that no one could get her to move because she wanted her Maxie and would only leave with Maxie, she enunciated. Her friend was able to open up Y/N phone and thankfully find a Maxie in her favourite contacts. She called the number to be met with a groggy but worried voice. "Hi! This is Y/N's friend Kate speaking. Am I speaking with a....maxie?" she said tentatively. Max let out a sign while rubbing his eyes, "Yes, this is Max speaking." "Can you come pick Y/N up?" She asked hesitantly followed by, "She won't leave with anyone but you apparently." Max was already out of bed and near the door when he said "I'll be there in 10, where are you guys at?" She sent him the location and waited for 'maxie'. Nothing could've prepared them for this. They had thought Maxie was a friend, a boyfriend maybe even a neighbour; they did not think Maxie was Max Verstappen, F1 driver for Redbull racing. He apologised for the inconvenience and crouched down to Y/N level who seemed to have realised that he was here. She cupped his cheeks and giggled while turning his head to the crowd of people standing, "Look, this is my Maxie." Hearing Y/N say my maxie made his heart beat faster then it should've, he admits but that girl had a tight hold on his heart and he couldn't really do much about it. She stood up and wrapped her arms around Max asking him to carry her since her legs felt like mush. Max gladly carried her back to his car, as he fastened her seat belt she asked him to take her back to his place since her parents would probably disown her if she come in drunk for the 6th time this week. Max looked shocked and asked her to stop drinking so much since it wasn't good for her. All Y/N could mumble was that the alcohol made the pain in her heart bearable. This broke Max's heart. Who would dare hurt his precious little angle, if he met that guy he was so dead, Max thought. Little did he know that guy was the one driving her back home.

Y/N was a nuisance when drunk, she reminded him of the little girl he had befriended when he moved here. She wouldn't listen to anything he asked her to do that night until he agreed to let her do make up on him which he would gladly agree to, real or not.

2022

Y/N had recently graduated and was looking for a place to stay. It was one of those nights after a fruitless apartment hunt Y/N facetimed Max. He looked very comfortable in his sim racing chair in his luxurious apartment in Monaco having moved recently. "Maxie" the younger girl sighed. "Meisje, what's the problem?" came a concerned voice. "I can't seem to find a decent apartment, I've been at it for months now." she said. Max offered to help her find the right place and Y/N started listing out all the things she wanted in her apartment which was sounding a lot like Max current apartment which was true, that was Y/N's dream apartment currently; after seeing it a couple months ago when she had visited him as a housewarming surprise and even held a party for him. "You can move to Monaco, the house you're looking for is here" Max said. After a long pause Y/N replied with a chuckle, "I don't make formula 1 money. I'm too broke to afford a house here. In Monaco, I'd have to sell my organs to afford a place there." As if it was the most obvious thing, Max offered her to stay at his place and look for a job here.

The allure of Monaco was too much and Y/N was able to thankfully find a job there so that she wouldn't be completely dependent on Max which he wouldn't have minded. Max never let her pay rent, he'd always tell her to cook good food and that was rent sorted.

2023

It was the night of the Abu Dhabi grand prix. Max had just won his third WDC so him and his friends decided to go out to celebrate, Y/N included. The night carried on as usual, Max not touching much of the alcohol since Y/N decided to down drinks like a thirsty person. She was now in the middle of the dance floor making herself familiar with Lando's crotch, much to Max's dismay. He made his way to her and led her away from Lando while she shouted at him to let her go. They were now stood in the quieter part of the club but you could still hear the music blasting. Y/N looked visibly annoyed at being taken away from the dance floor. "You are drunk, you'll regret it tomorrow." Max said. "That's for sober me to deal with. Drunk me just wants to forget about everything and having an eventful night with a guy would do just the trick." she said. Max winced at the words and held her arms so that she could steady herself. "I don't wanna feel like this," was this the alcohol giving her the confidence, "the guy I've been in love with for ages can't seem to see me as a woman. I've been trying for years now. If I walked out naked, I'm sure he wouldn't even be phased." she sounded dejected. "Any guy would want you, Meisje." Max whispered. "But not the one I do" she stepped closer, enough that their breaths mingled. The woman in front of him was driving Max mad, had she not been drunk he would've shown her how much any man would want her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and looked into his eyes before saying, "He's so dumb, can't even see the woman in front of him." The statement felt oddly targeted. "You know, he's a 3 time world drivers champion and he doesn't even get that I love him so much." she said while looking into his eyes. "You're in love with me?" Max exclaimed. "I have been since the day you let me make pigtails on your hair but thanks for realising now." she replied sarcastically. "You're drunk, you don't know what your saying" Max replied. "Well, sober me would never tell you this but I love you Max Verstappen. So much that you make my heart beat faster and my chest swell when you look at me. I think about marrying you and having a family with you, but you think I'm joking." she declared. Max couldn't help but smiled, "Tell me all of this in the morning when you're sober so that I can tell you that I love you too schat and then I can finally kiss you." "You can kiss me now" Y/N made a kissy face and eagerly leaned in. Max shook his head and carried her back to the hotel room.

Y/N indeed remembered everything and the first thing she did even though she wreaked of alcohol was finally kiss those soft pink lips.

this is just brain rot at this point. hope you liked it

#max verstappen #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen x you #max verstappen imagine #max verstappen fanfic #max verstappen fluff #f1 x you #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 fic #f1 fanfic #lando norris

[bbyobbyo]

Ever since you stopped using his Spotify account in the mornings, you find other ways to mess with your boyfriend.

A short continuation of this fic, but can be read as a standalone.

content: fluff, established relationship, idol!Jihoon, banter, reader and jihoon just have a permanent jam session going on, they’re in love i swear

wc: 857

note: ahhh they’re back!! thank you to everyone who read the first part and gave it love😊 this has been rotting my brain for a while and i originally was playing with this concept for the original but couldn’t pull it together but we’re here now! shoutout to @highvern because it was partly inspired by her fic “Between the Titles” which is such a great read that i highly recommend along with literally everything else she writes!! all the songs featured here are real and from an era of kpop I hold near and dear to my heart so if you recognize any of them, you’re a real one 🥰

Jihoon is not a morning person, never has been. As he sits in the dressing room of the filming studio, he can feel his eyelids getting increasingly heavy. Some of his members are actively sleeping, in fact, and Jihoon knows he’ll be joining them soon if Wonwoo takes any longer in that makeup chair.

Blasting in his ears is his usual Bruno Mars playlist, a sad attempt to try to recover his energy before he knocks out next to Mingyu sleeping on a mat on the floor, but to no avail because his mind slowly slips away until a piercing airhorn noise jolts him awake.

SEVENTEEN TEEN TEEN NEOWANA SAI E

Uhh. This was definitely not his Daily Bruno Mars Mix.

He immediately searches his screen to find out what happened when he finds his answer in the form of a text from you.

[8:18 am] good morning sleepyhead :)

[8:18 am] hope I didnt scare you too bad :)

He scrunches his face up in disbelief, half amused that you managed to catch him off guard with possibly the most annoying wake up song on Seventeen’s discography, and half annoyed at the realization that he must’ve forgotten to cancel your Spotify Jam session from yesterday.

He decides to leave your text on read. After all, he has plenty of time to be petty today. Furiously searching through his library, he queues up a song and before Mingyu can finish singing the first chorus, he smashes the next track button in smug anticipation.

Now Playing: Fxxk U • Gain, Bumkey

And he doesn’t have to wait long before he gets your reply.

[8:20 am] oh i see how it is

Now Playing: This is War • MBLAQ

If Jihoon wasn’t awake before, he definitely is now. Even as he gets called in to do his makeup next, he thinks carefully about his next move.

Now Playing: LOSER • BIGBANG

…

Now Playing: WHO, YOU? • G-DRAGON

An audible scoffs escapes from his lips as he involuntarily tilts his head back in amusement, much to the dismay of his makeup artist who had just started on his foundation. He mutters a shy sorry before resuming his search for a reply. Maybe he needs to take a different approach to this if he hopes to continue having Jam sessions with you in the future.

Now Playing: Whatcha Doin’ Today • 4Minute

As Jihoon eventually discovers, his hopes to change the topic of conversation were in vain as two songs were suddenly queued one after another.

Now Playing: Why Don’t You Know • CHUNG HA, Nucksal

Next in Queue: Mind Your Own Business • Ailee

Jihoon thinks he’s met his match, coming to the realization that he could never out sass the love of his life. But he wasn’t willing to back down so easily either.

Now Playing: I’m so sick • Apink

Next in Queue: Because of you • After School

Your next move nearly sends him to tears.

Now Playing: Excuse Me • AOA

Next in Queue: You Don’t Love Me • Spica

Next in Queue: I ain’t going home tonight • Navi, Geeks

Next in Queue: I Don’t Need a Man • miss A

As he chuckles to himself for what seems like the hundredth time this morning, this newfound form of entertainment suddenly becomes incredibly precious. Although you see each other nearly every day, Jihoon realizes just how much he misses you, talking to you about everything and nothing at all, bantering like you’ve known each other for your entire lives.

Now Playing: Am I too easy? • U-KISS

...

Now Playing: Mystery • Beast

Even though he couldn’t be with you physically, he knew you were enjoying yourself just as much as him on the other side. He could almost picture your smile of satisfaction as you found your next song, knowing that he would appreciate your humor. And appreciate he did, happily tapping away at his screen until his makeup artist puts on his finishing touches and tells him to call the next member.

Now Playing: Gotta Go • CHUNG HA

Next in Queue: I’m Busy • 2NE1

Next in Queue: Plz Don’t Be Sad • HIGHLIGHT

…

Now Playing: Okay Dokey • MINO, ZICO

Little does he know that his members are in the corner snickering at the sight, knowing that only one thing could have their producer smiling like an idiot at his phone the whole morning.

Soon enough, Jihoon and his members get swept up into their schedule involving the filming of various contents for their Youtube Channel, a task that usually takes the entire day if a game is involved. Thankfully, the game allowed for members to go home early, a rare treat considering how competitive his members can get when it comes to shooting content.

After his usual rounds of “good work everyone” to the company staff and his members, he gets ready to see the person who been on his mind (and in his ears) since the morning. Taking out his phone, he queues one last song while exiting the building.

Now Playing: Run to you • SEVENTEEN

#seventeen x reader #woozi x reader #seventeen fluff #seventeen fanfic #woozi fluff #lee jihoon x reader

[tsukii0002]

My demons' periods cycles. By Mc

Note: these are purely my headcanons at the moment, they are based on animal ethology and behaviours that I think would suit each character depending on their personality and Lore. I would love to read your headcanon in case you have them.

Warning: Long text. Possible grammatical errors. It's written as if Mc was writing for themself.

Hey, it me Mc, the best human. Here is a compilation of the behaviours of my demons during their periods, cycles, for practical day to day use. It wasn't easy but I sat them down and got to talk to them, with a little effort I now know what they need. So now I am ready to assist them during these complicated times and be prepared in case I find a dead goat on the porch as a tribute.

Lucifer, Mammon & Levi || Satan, Asmo, & Beel || Belphie, Barbatos & Diavolo || Simeon & Raphael

Belphie

It could be said that he is the one that best keeps his schedule.

During his period he still sleeps a lot, the only difference is that he has short periods of high activity.

He can stand the light well. In fact, he will often ask you for a spell that simulates sunlight to sleep under.

During his cycle, most of Belphie's body is covered with soft fur, although some parts of his body such as the end of his tail or chest is a denser fur (perfect for sleeping) where spotted patterns can be seen.

His horns and ‘claws” harden and his pupils become horizontal (Little cow boy).

He sheds a lot of hair and his claws grow, but he is too lazy to groom himself. So wherever he is there will be fur everywhere.

To get him to groom himself, you will have to tell him that you will help. Sometimes, he strokes you simulating the action of brushing the fur (so I think that if he wasn't the avatar of sloth he would groom his companion).

Belphie does not build a nest as such, but rather a kind of fort with all kinds of blankets, pillows or stuffed animals, he steals them from his siblings to feel safe, although he won't admit it.

He usually does it in the attic to be quiet, although your room is also one of his favourite options.

Belphie becomes possessive and somewhat capricious, he won't be shy about asking you to spoil and pamper him. Lucifer says he is always like this but it has gotten worse since you offered to help.

Before his period, Belphie will go a couple of days without sleep, which makes him very irritable. Is this the equivalent of hormones?

During his period Belphie's appetite neither increases nor decreases, but he needs to change his diet to high-energy items because of his periods of activity.

He will want you to feed him but he will not feed you.

Belphie can talk, although slower than normal. He will communicate most things to you with puppy calf eyes. He knows how to use his weapons, sly cow.

He produces pheromones and marks everything with them, without you noticing.

This pheromones are not very strong but have a unique scent. He is a bully and sometimes goes around the house spreading them to annoy his siblings.

Belphie likes you to always be rubbing him, in any moment, always looking after him. He gets very touchy.

One thing he will do a lot is lick and bite you gently. Sometimes he expects you to lick him back, my tongue is not ready for that Belphie.

Belphie's courtship consists of little taps to get your attention and release a special kind of pheromones, if you stay close to him he will consider the courtship a success and proceed to groom you insistently (so he can do it >:v)

You can be a bit naughty and get up, just to give it back to him, but come back quickly or he will cry.

The sense that develops the most during hir cycle is his smell, mostly to detect the presence of other people nearby.

His temperature rises a lot, but he won't give up blankets and other warm things. Prepare ice packs for you, not for him.

Belphie's purr is not very loud, it's more of a chest vibration, he's super cute when he purrs, but don't feed his ego.

He doesn't mind everyone knowing he's on his period and will make it everyone's problem.

Mc: *worried* What's wrong?!

Belphie: Mc… Mccccccc!

Belphie: *stretching his arms out* I'm on my periodooo, cuddle me.

Mc: *stifling laughter* Why should I?

Belphie: Eeeeh? *pouting* I'm on my period and you're not going to spoil me? How cruel.

Mc: *cuddling up next to him* You're such a spoiled brat.

Belphie: *sleeping with hs shirt pulled up*

Belphie: *cuddling up against them* Yeah, yeah, whatever you say *smiling*.

Mc: *observing the spots on his fur* Humm *drawing the shapes of the spots with their finger*

Mc: Soft…

Belphie: *shrinking back*

Belphie: *balling himself up into a ball* It tickles..

Mc: *smiling* A cute little cow with a cute little coat~

Belphie: *blushing still in his sleep* Stop…

Belphie: *courting Mc*

Mc: *getting up to go get something, without noticing it*

Belphie: …*his eyes fill up with tears*

Mc: Belphie??!!!

Belphie: Do you still love me?

Mc: Of course I love you,

Belphie: Then don't ever do that again… *biting their arm*

Mc: Ouch

Diavolo

Get ready to go underground. Diavolo nests in a cavern. There is a large underground cavern under the palace for this precise purpose.

Diavolo can go through his entire cycle without sleeping, but likes to do it, curled up in his nest just for the fun of it.

He can tolerate light, but only if strictly necessary.

You can find out a lot about Diavolos' period because the cycles of the royal are well documented.

Diavolo's scales harden and although black, they glow golden in the light and the golden scales double in size.

His pupils tear he's such a big lizar. And ornamental patterns are spread all over the skin.

Diavolo's grooming is complex and laborious, at first he didn't want to, but now he is the one asking for your help.

The scales on the wings, body and tail moult almost every day and it is advisable to keep his skin moisturised. If it gets too dry its can crack.

He needs to sharpen its claws and teeth, usually against rock walls.

Diavolo nests in its cavern, always high up, never close to the ground (you won't be able to get out of it without help).

This nest is surrounded by all kinds of treasures did you think the riches of the kings of Devildom were in the palace? No, most of it is in the cavern, accumulated generation after generation.

Very territorial, during his period almost all the employees of the palace must leave him. Also his sense of protection is increased, he will not leave you alone, he will not.

Diavolo's pre-heat consists of very constant feverish moments. But it is easy to detect that the cycle is approaching because of Barbatos.

During his period his appetite and voracity increase, he needs to hunt often, animals and beasts, but also souls trying to escape from the Devildom among other things (he takes the opportunity to go hunting when you sleep).

He will try to feed you, mouth to mouth, but seeing that it don't work, he will switch to giving you small pieces.

Diavolo in his demonic form can generate fire, not only with his magic. Because of your reluctance to eat raw food he started to ‘cook’ it with this fire.

Can speak on very specific occasions, the rest of the time he is non-verbal. His growls are literally demonic, sometimes it scares you and it is very sad to see his expression of guilt :(

As royalty, Diavolo has one of the strongest pheromones in Devildom, many demons are sickened by them (Ha, human insensitivity mode on), he consciously marks everything, especially his mate.

The only way to calm the dragon is direct physical contact, stroking its complex ornaments and wing membranes with your fingers It's like a game to be honest

Press on the muscles of its wings and neck and you will have it completely entranced. He has spent a lot of time alone during his periods and is in need of contact. Initiate physical contact and it will be pure happiness.

And most importantly, show reassurance, it makes him feel insecure to think that you are there against your will.

Diavolo's courtship is a ritual. First it will show off its grandeur by lighting up its scales and perform a nuptial flight where it will display its wings and ornaments.

After this he will look for the rarest prey to give them to you (the day he brought you a baby unicornia you almost fainted, thanks to Barbatos, you were able to get the baby out of there). Finally, he will try to dress you up with all kinds of treasures and jewels to ‘be a couple’.

All his senses are heightened, especially sight and smell.

There is a rumour that he sees everything that happens in Devildom. Which is a lie because you've seen him run into a wall when he's looking beyond it.

Diavolo's temperature increases a lot, despite the coldness of the cave (You slept on his chest because he's super warm? Yes, That from then on he always wanted you to sleep on top of him? Also).

Diavolo's purr is deep and loud. It will resonate throughout the cave, and will usually purr when you are paying attention to him.

Diavolo: *clearly worried*

Mc: *caressing his scales* What's wrong?

Diavolo: Mmmm *looking around*

Mc: *sighing* I'll tell you again, I'm here because I want to, because I want to take care of you, is that so hard to believe?

Diavolo: wrapping them in his wings Thank you…

Diavolo: *placing a pearl necklace on their head*

Mc: *returning the hug* Anytime.

Mc: *sitting on his lap* Dia...

Diavolo: *placing several precious stones on their chest *

Mc: Diavolo, dear.

Diavolo: *holding up a golden tiara to put on them*

Mc: *filled from head to toe with treasures* Diavolo, this is too heavy, it doesn't- stop, please.

Mc: *caressing a fairy that Diavolo has brought them as food*

Diavolo: *staring at the fairy*

Mc: Don't even think about it, if you burn the fairy, I'm out of here.

Diavolo: * indignant dragon sounds *

Mc: It's true... I can't leave here without you, but if you touch the fairy I'll get angry.

The fairy: *about to have a heart attack*

Barbatos

He doesn't sleep during his cycle, no matter how much you bowel, no matter how much you insist, he won't sleep. It is normal to wake up and find him watching you with his eyes wide open.

Light hurts him, during his period his skin becomes sensitive and burns very easily.

Barbatos' skin becomes very pale with a mucous covering. His tail elongates and ridges appear on his back, forearms and legs.

His horns also develop a membrane between their branches.

Its pupils lighten to the point of seeming to disappear, but then return to colour when it is alert. Sometimes you get the sensation that he stops blinking.

To groom himself, barbatos needs a lot of water. During his cycle he will create all kinds of water springs, (he is one of the few demons who can consciously use his powers).

 He's not a big fan of you helping him or watching him, he doesn't consider his appearance the most pleasant for a human.

He usually nests in his room, but sometimes opens portals to hidden parts of Devildom or even the human world, the latter more so since you started helping him. He creates a burrow, underground or among roots.

Although he occasionally goes out, he prefers to stay in his den.

Barbatos is dangerous, and possessive, he prefers loneliness with the sole exception of his mate, he is not territorial, I think because no one in their right mind would go near Barbatos during his period.

During his period Barbatos gets headaches, because he sometimes loses control of his powers and timelines overlap in his mind. The only thing you can do in these cases is stay by his side and comfort him :(.

Barbatos doesn't seem to need food. But for pleasure he sometimes devours curious prey (souls, blood of mystical creatures, cursed plants...).

He can talk without any problems, but he doesn't talk much. He prefers to attract attention with caresses or small bites. It is easy to interpret his silences.

During his period, Barbatos generates a lot of pheromones but does not mark. He has no sense of territory and prefers to stay close to his mate all day to avoid others approaching.

At the beginning of the period he will be reluctant to physical contact, he'll keep his distance, partly because of his appearance and partly because of fear of his behaviour. But little by little he will ask for more contact.

Don't touch him if he doesn't ask for it and make sure your hands are always wet or cold because even if he seeks your warmth, the normal temperature of a human could overwhelm him. Good thing we know magic, thanks Solomon.

Barbatos' courtship consists of a kind of lullaby, a humming, in which his skin glows slightly in a beautiful colour, quite frankly it is very mystical and magical. If it sees that you don't get disturbed it will hug you and swim with you for a long time (use magic, use it, or it will give you hypothermia).

Barbatos' senses are completely heightened, nothing escapes his awareness, but this is detrimental because very loud sounds, light or even physical contact can harm him. There are far more stimuli than millennia ago so this is yet another reason to isolate himself.

His temperature drops drastically, but he doesn't seem to have any problems with it.

Barbatos' purring is almost inaudible, you have to be very close to hear it. But it is quite easy for him to purr even though you won't notice it.

Barbatos is feeling quite vulnerable because he hasn't had his period for centuries so he is unfamiliar with his own reactions, and feels lost, although he will never admit it.

Give him confidence, by now, you are a master in demon periods.

Mc: Barbatos, my dear *peeling an apple*

Barbatos: *cuddling on Mc's lap* Hum?

Mc: Is there a reason why you chose one of the most remote places in the human world to spend your period?

Barbatos: … no

Mc: It's not so the brothers can't find me, is it?

Barbatos: … no…

Mc: *stifling laughter* Okay.

Mc: *gently stroking his back* How are you feeling?

Barbatos: *laying down next to them* It… hurts...

Mc: I'm sorry I can't help you *gently pouring water on his forehead.

Barbatos: You're here… that's more than well enough.

Mc: Give me some time and I'll find a way to calm those migraines.

Barbatos: *smiling* I'm sure you will….

Barbatos: I have to say I had forgotten what it was like to live ‘a period’.

Mc: I wonder why you've had them again after so long.

Barbatos: *smiling* It's because of you

Mc: Me?

Barbatos: *shrugging theur cheeks and rubbing their forehead against his * Yes, until you came there was no one who could be my potential mate, and my body knew it. Just like it knows you're here now.

Mc: *blushing* Those words count as courting? because they're working.

If you have made it this far, thank you very much 🩷

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[thealtoduck]

Dream of You

Bodyguard!Reggie Mantle x Idol!Male Reader

Kpop Idol AU (Idol x Bodyguard)

Y/g/n = Your Group’s Name

Y/c/n = Your Company’s name

Warnings: Smut, bottom!Reader, top!Reggie, bick dick!Reggie, secret relationship, anal sex, unprotected sex, rough sex, age difference (Reggie is a couple of years older than you), blowjob, cum in ass, maybe ooc!Reggie (idk i haven’t watched Riverdale since Season 3), motel sex…

Summary: You’re a famous idol from a beloved kpop boy group and after a night of winning an award at music show you meet up with your secret boyfriend Reggie…

(A/n: Hi… )

(Special thanks to @roses-r-rosie3 for pre-reading this a while back 🫶)

——

You were a member of a six membered group called Y/g/n under the relatively unknown company Y/c/n. Just last year your group had started gaining traction for your amazing skills in singing and dancing as well as your lighthearted but loud dance music.

You even managed to get your first win on a music show a couple of months ago. Leading to most of you crying as you accepted your first trophy and sang your encore stage. Now you were back with a new mini album, which sales numbers had steadily gone up since your last comeback. And as you attended another music show to promote.

”And the winner is Y/G/N!!! Congrats!” The music shows M/C announced as confetti cannons went of making you and your members jump in both fright and excitement. The six of you now had 3 wins on your comeback title track.

You excitedly sang your encore stage and waved to your fans as you held up the trophy. Once you finished you went backstage towards your dressing room. Once you got there you were met with your security team waiting inside to escort you out.

You went to walk past one of your guards to go change but he grabbed your arm making you turn to him. It was Reggie. ”You were great out there” he said softly with a smile. ”Thanks” you said as his comment gave you butterflies.

You and Reggie had been secretly dating for a couple of months, ever since a passionate night a couple of days after your first win where he had ended up taking your virginity. The two of you would often go on sneaky dates together at night to draw attention.

You and the others went and changed out of your stage outfits and got ready to go home. Security grouped up around you as you prepared to leave, Reggie standing himself next to you, you’re hands sligtly grazing each other.

They escorted you past the fans and to a minibus that would take you home from the music show venue. You smiled for the pictures the fans took and blew them a kiss. Reggie smirked at your antics.

Reggie was quite popular within your group fandom because they thought he was very handsome and also because of his close friendship with you and your members. He always seemed extra protective of the six of you when he was on duty compared to the other guards.

You entered the minibus along with your members and sat down in one of the seats putting on your seatbelt. The others were excitedly talking about your win as your driver drove you back towards your dorms.

Your phone lit up as you got a text notification from Reggie, you opened your phone and read:

Reggie: I’ll pick you up in an hour

Y/n: Okay, i’ll wait outside the dorm building

Once the minibus stopped outside your dorm building you followed your members inside. When you got to your shared apartment the others didn’t waste anytime before collapsing on the couch and turning on the tv.

You went in to the room you shared with your group leader ”Hye”. You changed in to a black hoodie and a pair of dark jeans to not draw attention, you also packed a change of clothes in a backpack. You joined your members in front of the tv for a while.

They were watching a new popular drama about a female idol dating her bodyguard and you couldn’t help but avoiding looking dircetly at the screen the context of the show making you feel awkward. The ficitional idol’s relationship with the bodyguard had been revealed to the public causing huge scandal.

Her and the bodyguard were now arguing about the strain their relationship took on her career and if their relationship was even worth continuing. You frowned at the scene playing out on the tv and distracted yourself with your phone.

You looked at the time, wanting to get away from watching the drama. You saw that it was finally time to meet up with Reggie. ”Guys, i’m gonna go sleep over at a friend’s house, i’ll see you at practice tommorow” you told them. They all each gave you a goodbye hug before you got up and you walked out the door.

It was nice feeling as the cool air hit your face when you stepped out of the building. You didn’t have to wait long until Reggie’s car pulled up beside you. You opened the door and sat down next to him and as soon as you closed the door you immediately felt his soft lips press against yours.

You kissed back passionately and once you both pulled back for air he uttered a ”I’ve missed you”. ”We were together a little more than an hour ago” you commeted. ”I meant i missed being able to kiss you” he corrected as he started the car and drove in to traffic. One hand on the steering wheel and one softly holding your thigh.

As he drove you through nightime Seoul you told Reggie the plot of the drama the others had watched but you intentionally left out the part where everything went wrong for the couple.

He was driving towards the outskirts of town where you had managed to find a good subtle rendezvous spot that gave the two of you the privacy you wanted. It was a sleazy motel. No one would expect to find an Idol there.

Reggie pulled in to it’s parking lot and parked the car outside the small motel. The two of you got out and made your way in to the building and walked to the front desk that was being run by a middle aged man. Reggie asked him for a room for two with one bed, which caught the man off guard at first but he handed Reggie a key.

As you both turned to leave the man called out ”Hey!”. Making both you and Reggie turn back, the man was now focusing his attention at you, studying your features. ”Are you somekind of celebrity? I feel like i’ve seen you somewhere” he asked.

You shook your head and lied casually ”No, i just have a recognisable face”. Before the man could get another glace you and Reggie made your way out and towards your room.

You entered the small motel room and kicked of your shoes and threw your backpack on to an empty chair. You went and laid down on the soft bed spreading yourself out. Meanwhile Reggie closed the door and checked that the curtains were fully covering the windows so no one could spy in on you.

”Come on Reggie, i’m waiting” you said needily. Reggie then turned to you and came over and layed down on the bed next to you. You quickly engaged in a hungry kiss, lusting for the other. You climbed on top of Reggie and stradled him as you made out.

Reggie’s hand slipped down to your ass, squeezing it through your pants. You let out a soft moan against his lips making him smirk, he moved his hand to your front and started palming at your crotch, making you grow hard from the pressure he applied.

You touched Reggie’s large pecs over his shirt feeling them up. Reggie liked the feeling and started unbuttoning you pants, as if you were in competition to see who could make the other moan the most.

Reggie slipped his large hand inside your underwear taking your dick in his firm grasp. You groaned quietly from his grip of your cock as he slowly moved his hand up and down your shaft. While Reggie touched you, you started unbuckling his belt and unbutton his pants, wanting to make him feel good.

You climbed between Reggie’s legs and started pulling off his pants, you pulled them all the way down and pulled them off, throwing them aside. There was a huge tent in Reggie’s underwear, thin fabric concealing his throbbing manhood.

You layed between his legs your face hovering his awaiting dick, you pulled down Reggie’s underwear setting his thick cock free in front of you. You gave a lick up his shaft making Reggie’s bite his lip at the touch of your warm wet tongue.

When you got to the tip you teased him by putting your lips around it, giving small licks on it but not fully going down on him. Reggie made an awating groan, trying not to give you the satisfaction of giving in to your teasing.

Once you realised he wouldn’t budge you took more of his manhood in to your mouth, your mouth felt stretched out as you tried to take his fat cock. Reggie reaching down putting his hands on the side of your head as you accepted more of him.

Reggie moaned in low tone, as the warmness of your mouth felt amazing around him as your saliva coated his dick. ”Fuck” Reggie swore quietly in pleasure as you took as much of him in your mouth as it would allow you.

You then started moving up and down on his cock. You set a steady pace that drove Reggie crazy as you worked his length. After a couple of minutes Reggie felt himself getting close, but he didn’t want to cum yet.

”Stop” Reggie said lightly lifting your head as you brought your mouth off him. ”My turn” he said sittng up in the bed. You laid down on the bed a Reggie’s body hovered over you. He stripped you both of your shirts. Revealing his own meaty muscles to you.

As you made out Reggie started pulling your pants down, once he got them off you were naked beneath him, your own cock hard in anticipation. ”So beautiful” Reggie uttered stroking your thigh. He stood up and went to his own bag and picked up a bottle of lube, spreading some on his fingers.

He got back on the bed and spread your legs to give him access to your tight awaiting hole. Reggie started teasing his fingers over your enterance just like you had done to him. ”Reggie, please” you said in a lustful begging tone.

That was all Reggie needed to start pushing a finger in to you, prepping you for his thick length. He added another finger to stretch you out further, and then another. Once he had loosened you up he slowly pulled out his fingers.

Reggie fully took of his underwear and smeared more lube on his monster length and positioned himself at your enterance and started pushing himself in to your ass. You moaned loudly as Reggie’s huge cock split you open. ”Taking me so well” he said comfortingly had he held your legs spread.

Reggie only just managed to fit his whole manhood in your tightness. You gripped the sheets in a sensation of pain and pleasure as you tried to adjust to his large size. ”Reggie, you’re so big” you whined making him smirk.

”That’s right, and you look so beautiful taking me” Reggie gloated to himself. Once you were adjusted to his size he slowly started moving in and out of you with a slow pace. Reggie loved how warm and tight your hole felt around him.

As Reggie moved inside you, you let out breathy moan as he took your ass. You gripped at Reggie strong chiseled body, squeezing his big juicy chest. ”I love seeing you like this” he said lustfully.

”Your fans could never see you the way i see you” he bragged to himself as he started rolling his faster as he plowed your hole, making you moan even louder. You swore in pleasure as you felt Reggie’s cock deep inside you.

Your bodies glistened with sweat as Reggie powerfully thrusted in to your heat toching against your prostate making your mouth gape in bliss. Reggie placed kisses to your neck as he whispered praises in your ear.

Reggie then swiftly pulled out of you and flipped you on to your stomach with your ass in the air, showing your loose gaping hole. He gripped your hips and thrust his cock back in your ass as you moaned Reggie’s name loudy in to the matress.

”That’s good baby, such a nice warm hole ” he said as pounded his hips against your beautiful round ass. In your bliss you felt your climax getting close as Reggie monster cock pummeled your prostate.

”Reggie- I’m gonna-” you said breatily but was unable to finish as shot ropes of cum on to sheets below you. The sight of you so undone and sweaty made Reggie long for his own release.

He grabbed you around the chest and pulled your upper body towards him, your back against his chest as his meaty cock fucked into you, leaking his pre-cum inside you close to his release.

”I’m close” Reggie said as he relentlessly took you. ”Cum inside me” you told him needily and with a only few rough thrusts in between Reggie buried his manhood inside you, flooding your insides with his cum.

You both panted heavily in exhaustion. Reggie slowly pulled out of you and let you lay down on the bed. Then he went to the bathroom where he wet a towel in the sink and came back and started cleaning your leaking hole. He then layed down next to you and pulled the covers over the two of you.

He pulled you close to him and you cuddled. ”I don’t know how i’m supposed to be albe to walk tommorow, much less dance” you said as you both let out a small chuckle. ”Don’t worry, we’ll figure something out” Reggie said with a smile.

He then held you close as you both drifted off to sleep…

#reggie mantle x male reader #reggie mantle x male!reader #idol au #riverdale x male reader #riverdale x male!reader #x male reader #x male!reader #male reader smut #reggie mantle x male reader smut

[aphrmoosun]

[No words]

NOMAE ; Two Shot!

• Pair.

Noa and Mae

• Movie.

Kingdom of the planet of the apes

• Tags.

NoaxMae, yes it is a ship, dont read if you dont ship them, smutt, au, future, humans and apes politics, ape and human relation, Noa is an inocent ape, twoshot, relationship, Interspecies, strong language, honour apes, writer is not English native speaker, if you see errors tell me, etc

• Other Nomae fic.

You and Me

• Part 1.

DO NOT COPY OR SHARE IT ELSEWHERE WITHOUT PERMISSION!

Yours [second part]

The ape and the human were forced to commit to each other. Not that they were really forced, since after their first physical encounter, both were in agreement that their lives were dedicated to each other.

Noa's father was the one who opposed it the most. It wasn't normal to see a formal wedding between an ape and a human, but the political pressure around him, along with his own son's, had been enough to convince him.

For Mae, her life was starting to sound different. No interested boy came near her again. In fact, no boy at all. Noa had promised his father that he wouldn't touch her until they were married, and Mae didn't agree with that at all.

After that night, with barely an hour together, she had already gotten used to his hands and the way he touched her. And he refused to do it. Mae always initiated the approach. First, silly kisses, then touches on his hairy chest, and when she tried to go lower, Noa would run away to the nearest bathroom.

But that had to end.

Their wedding was being prepared by professionals hired by their parents, with a formal and political theme that came with it, which meant that their wedding would take place within two months to give them time to prepare everything.

Mae was sure she could corrupt her fiancé. She just needed a moment alone with him, in an intimate setting, with no one around to listen.

To do that, she planned the ice cream plan. With the excuse of wanting him to try that human gastronomic wonder, Mae managed to convince him to let her visit him at his home.

She had already bought the ice cream, and her hand trembled with excitement as she knocked on Noa's door.

He was the one who received her with a tender look. Mae hugged him, leaving the ice cream aside. Although the ape only half-responded to the hug, she didn't let go.

"Come, let's go to the living room."

Mae observed the house with curiosity. Due to the clan leader being close to humans and having economic power, there was a lot of human technology in the house, from TVs to computers and even a roomba.

"Are we alone?" Mae tried not to sound too excited.

"Yes, my mom went shopping, and Dad is never home during the day."

Noa could be so innocent when he wanted to.

For a moment, she felt bad about her plan to seduce him, but then she thought that it wouldn't hurt him, she just wanted to do what engaged couples did.

Noa led her to the living room, offering her a seat next to him.

"Here, I brought two types of ice cream for us to eat together."

She handed him a chocolate ice cream and took a tutti-frutti one for herself.

She watched him sniffing the ice cream, analyzing it with his gaze, and that made her laugh.

"Go on, try it. It's good."

Noa took her advice, taking a spoonful to his mouth, and she imitated him with her ice cream.

That's when she started to put her plan into action.

She knew Noa loved to look at her, especially her eyes, and she would take advantage of that. She lowered her gaze to her ice cream and left the spoon in her mouth, playing with it with her tongue. She didn't need to look at him to know he was watching her.

"Mae..."

"Yes, Noa?"

She felt him move uncomfortably on the couch.

"Are you going to give me some of that?"

"Hmm, yes, of course."

She took another spoonful of ice cream and brought it close to the ape, but when he was about to try it, she dropped the spoon, making the contents spill all over Noa's chest and lap.

"Oh, sorry."

"Don't worry, it was nothing."

He was going to clean himself with his hands, but she stopped him, grabbing them.

"Let me help you, it was my fault."

The human didn't think twice. She bent down to reach the ape's chest and started licking the ice cream. She knew how hairy apes could be, but it didn't bother her; on the contrary, that act had given her the opportunity to get close to his nipple, licking it in the process.

"Mae!"

Noa got up from the couch, leaving her leaning forward over it.

"We can't do that."

She couldn't respond because the ape was already heading towards another room in the house.

She assumed it was the bathroom, since he always did that every time she suggested something sexual. Mae suspected he was hiding his erection from her or going to relieve himself alone.

She wasn't going to let him do that this time.

She followed him closely, seeing that the room was his bedroom, with a door that he had closed behind him.

Mae tried to open the door, but Noa had locked it. So, surrendering, she sat on the ape's bed and was able to observe the room more closely.

There were posters of sci-fi movies featuring apes and humans. Others were of music groups.

But her gaze fell on the TV. The ape had a TV with a DVD player in it. And then it came to her mind. Noa had learned to touch her by watching a porn movie, which she assumed the ape still had.

She searched through the drawers of the nightstand, didn't find it. But she saw a box next to the closet, so she decided to look there.

Among music discs and Blu-ray movies, she managed to see a very graphic cover.

Happy, she jumped up and put it in the player.

In the movie, two humans could be seen. A boy on top of a girl. He was kissing her breasts and touching her while penetrating her with two fingers.

Mae felt a tingling sensation in her crotch and sat on Noa's bed. His bed. It was soft and smelled like him. She lay down on the bed, feeling his scent.

The room was filled with the girl's moans from the movie. And Mae couldn't resist anymore. She put a hand under her pants, moving her underwear aside, and started touching her clitoris. She caressed herself softly, feeling the wetness in her parts already.

She moved her head, resting her nose on Noa's pillow, and breathed in his scent. The movie faded into the background, her mind going back to the moment when Noa watched that movie, thinking of her. He must have masturbated watching it, thinking of how he would do all that to her.

"Noa, Noa."

She closed her eyes, letting go. Her free hand went up her jersey and bra, leaving one breast out, which she started to massage and touch with the rhythm of her other hand.

She was about to come. Her fingers moved faster, imagining they were Noa's. And with him in her mind, she came violently on his bed.

"Noa!"

That scream tore through her throat, unable to keep quiet.

The orgasm tensed her body, making her arch her back and close her legs abruptly due to the tension.

After a few seconds, she tried to calm her breathing. And when she could open her eyes, she found Noa in front of her.

"Noa." -she whispered, taking her hand out of her pants and trying to lower her bra.-

The ape was faster, sitting next to her and grabbing her hands, placing them above her head.

"Did you enjoy it?" -he asked, to which Mae only nodded, unable to speak.- "More than when I touched you?"

Mae could have denied it perfectly with her head, but she thought of having fun since he had found her like that. After all, that's what she wanted. For him to touch her again.

"More than when you touched me." -she found her voice, speaking softly.-

The ape didn't respond. He just got on top of her, looking into her eyes.

"I don't enjoy anything. Every time I go to the bathroom, I come back worse than before. My hands are so useless that I don't reach climax. The last time I did was because of your small and soft hands around my faro, and that's killing me. And on top of that, you come and touch yourself in front of my nose."

Noa didn't stop talking, and his hands accompanied everything he said. He started undressing her, taking off her jersey and finishing with her bra. He also pulled down her pants to her ankles, the same place where he put her underwear.

"I only think of your hands touching me, and that leaves me unsatisfied because I can't touch you. My hands burn, I touched myself thinking of you, and I don't reach climax because in reality, you're not touching me."

The ape started touching her, caressing her clitoris, sensitive from her previous orgasm.

"You can touch me, and I can touch you." -Mae tried to touch him, but the ape stopped her.- "Please, Noa. I'm yours. My body is mine, but it only responds like that because of you, because it's a traitor. I can't contain it every time I have you near. Neither my father nor yours can stop this."

Mae moved her hips, bringing her wet entrance to the ape's hard faro, and he sighed.

"Mae. I-I can't. If I can't live after letting you touch me with your hands, I don't want to imagine my life after being inside you."

"Please, Noa. In body and soul, I'm yours. If you take me today, I know it will be forever, just like if it's in two months. It doesn't matter when, but it's going to happen, and it doesn't matter if today or in two months. But it will happen, and it doesn't matter if you take me or not, I'm already yours."

Noa seemed moved by those words. The ape's eyes never left the human's.

Mae felt the tip of his virility in her already wet and ready entrance.

"Noa." -she grabbed his strong shoulders, arching her back.-

"Mae, my god, Mae."

The ape's words in her ear were enough to awaken the fire inside her.

He had stopped after inserting a few centimeters, and she needed him inside her completely.

Her hips moved forward, making him penetrate her more.

"Mae, Mae."

The ape of the eagle clan, known for his singing, was singing in her ear. Or at least that's what it seemed to her. A sweet melody that she was ready to enjoy.

Noa sank completely into her, making her scream his name. The ape didn't hold back and started moving inside her.

"Very... tight." -she heard him whisper.- "Please, Mae. I'm not going to last long!"

That information almost sounded like a plea to her. He was asking her to come before him so that he could finish inside her satisfied.

"Noa, Noa."

She squeezed his shoulders, moving her hips. There was no need for him to beg, since the moment he penetrated her, her vagina had started to contract. Each time with more intensity.

"Noa!"

She screamed his name and felt that electricity that only he produced in her again. Her orgasm hit her hard.

"Ah, Mae!"

Noa didn't take long to come inside her a second after she did. Mae felt the warm liquid inside her sliding out when he pulled away.

Both enjoyed the silence while trying to catch their breath.

Mae looked for Noa's gaze, finding his eyes looking at her. She smiled widely, laughing and lying down next to him to see him better.

"Now you're mine too." -she said.-

Noa imitated her, lying down next to her to see her.

"I were already yours. Since the first moment our gazes met."

Mae felt very grateful because her feelings were reciprocated.

. END!

#noa #mae #nomae #noa x mae #kotpota #pota #kingdom of the planet of the apes #planet of the apes #apes #fanfic #fanfics #two shot #two-shot #english #smutt #interspecies relationships

[ohcorny]

stupid enormous timescale makes me crazy and "well, long lived races--" as an answer makes me crazy in a different way. because unless your long lived race literally perceives time differently, a day is a day is a day.

if your elves get hungry and thirsty and rest the same as any other race, which generally they do in fantasy, they are experiencing time and have a metabolism the same as anyone else. honestly this is maybe my One big worldbuilding nitpick i have about the elves in dungeon meshi specifically.

they're portrayed as having no real concept of time as it applies to the shorter lived races. they apparently have plays and events that last days. they'll imprison shorter-lived races and not account for the length of their lives when processing them or their cases, so there'll be periods of years between developments. they require 60-80 years to mature.

none of that makes any fucking sense when you consider they have the same hours in the day and the same physical needs as everyone else. they need to eat, drink, and sleep just as much as any other race. their minds move at the same pace as everyone else's. if you put an equivalent tall-man and an elf in a room and taught them both a song, they'd pick it up at an equal pace, and they'd break for lunch at the same time, and spend as much time eating it.

so why would anything they do take longer? why would their plays be any longer? they still need to stop to eat and sleep. work is still due when it's due. why would their bureaucracy for prisoners be any slower? they have the same hours in the day as anyone else. are they just not working? if it takes two years to follow up on a prisoner's case, what are they doing with that time?

unless their entire culture is built around unlimited leisure, with an expectation that nothing ever needs to be done on time, none of that makes sense. and if their culture IS like that (which it definitely isn't based on what we've seen) how do they function so well as to be The major power on the planet?

but really the part that makes the least sense of all is the long adolescence. you're telling me they could spend 20 years as physical children? small and vulnerable and fragile? brother the species would die out. they would die out! that is too long to be small and vulnerable in an intelligent society! WE were barely making it to 20 years at all throughout most of history and at least during that time we were growing and learning! if you're a toddler with a toddler brain for 20 years you are simply going to hit your head and die. it's an inevitability. that's not even accounting for diseases.

and if you somehow make it past that gauntlet and grow up to be a teenager and had to spend 20 years with a teenager's hormones and emotional regulation and pubescent body you would KILL YOURSELF. YOU ARE NOT MAKING IT TO ADULTHOOD.

elves are dumb

[nikosdaydreams]

Team Black I'm so sorry but can we stop going like "☝️🤓 erm acshually the blacks won because rhaenyra and daemons son became king L greens jumphaera nee ner nee ner" every time there's a discussion on Rhaenyra's or Aegon's deaths? Not only is it an exhausting and weird argument, but it's also simply not true.

Yes, a line carrying on is very important in ASOIAF, but at the end of the day, nobody won. As important as it is, it does not mean victory.

Rhaenyra still died thinking her son's death was next. As a mother, how could you feel victorious knowing your young child is most likely days from being killed? And that's without considering the fact that three of her children are already dead.

Aegon only made it six months after her before getting poisoned, having seen Sunfyre die, having mourned both his sons, his sister-wife and his brothers, having been burned and disabled by dragonfire.

Alicent began the war with four children (that she never asked for, mind you) and ended it with none, spending her final days in heartbreak and madness.

Aegon III was known for being extremely depressed throughout his reign. Who wouldn't be, after watching his mother be killed so violently and horribly? They say in his reign, Aegon did not even smile, and it was in his reign that dragons fell out of favour in the Targaryen dynasty.

Jaehaera was also known to be a sad, quiet child. She had watched as her twin brother's head was struck from his body. She had likely heard of her younger brother's violent and inhumane death at Bitterbridge. She hadn't been there when her mother could take it no more and jumped to her death. Her father was poisoned just when they thought he had won. She was then married off at 8 to the son of the man who had ordered the death of Jaehaerys, the son of the woman who had a massive hand in the death of Maelor, and by extension, her mother. Her grandmother, her last living relative, then tried to get her to kill her husband, after which she was placed under house (room?) arrest and she likely never saw her again. Even if she wasn't overwhelmed with grief and pain (which she definitely would be), she wasn't even queen for long enough to make much of a difference.

Rhaenyra and Daemon are dead. Aegon, Helaena, Aemond and Daeron are dead. Alicent is insane. Otto is dead. Jace, Luke and Joffrey are dead. Jaehaerys and Maelor are dead. Rhaenys is dead. Criston Cole is dead. Aegon III is scarred for life. Jaehaera is also scarred for life. Viserys II is nowhere to be found. Pretty much all of the dragons are dead.

The point I'm making is, nobody wins. All of them either died in fear and horror and fire and blood or survived in horrific mental and/or physical pain for the rest of their lives.

"There are no winners. Only survivors." - Haymitch Abernathy

#please i beg stop this conversation #its okay to not have winners #its okay to not be the best #also its okay for team black to say 'jumplaena' 'jaeheadless' and 'jumphaera' but when i say 'luncherys' in retaliation im the bad person o #shitpost #anyways bye #*blows this whole place up* #pro team green #team green #team black #house targaryen #house of the dragon #hotd #rhaenyra targaryen #daemon can catch these mfing hands #aegon ii targaryen #alicent hightower #helaena targaryen #aemond targaryen #daeron targaryen #aegon iii targaryen #jaehaera targaryen #jaehaerys targaryen #maelor targaryen #jacaerys velaryon #lucerys velaryon #joffrey velaryon #otto hightower #rhaenys targaryen #viserys ii targaryen

[flowery-mess]

Noah meeting you at your work (sales assistant in retail)

Noah is a tall man, that's a fact

And finding good fitting jeans for him is really hard

He always went to Zara or Bershka or any other basic clothes shop

He always managed to buy jeans that were at least his length, but had to tie them in the waist

So he decided that visiting a specialized shop with jeans, where someone would help him and he didn't have to try on 50 jeans he chose himself, is a great idea

So on his off day he went to his local mall and found a little jean shop

He noticed you straight away, he saw you talking with another man about what colors you have in the type of jeans he chose

He looked around for a bit, but then you approached him with a smile and 'hello, how can I help you?'

You asked, but you already knew what he's looking for

Well, he didn't know what he's looking for (because most men don't fucking know)

He just told you he need jeans that fit nicely and are long enough for him

You were thinking about slim fit, 30 or 31 in waist and 34 or 36 for length

You gave him few pieces to try

Every time your fingers touched his you felt something in your tummy

He kept staring at you, when you were explaining types of jeans you have

That means he didn't really listen what you were saying

When Noah went to try what you handed to him, you made your way behind the cash desk where your colleagues started making fun of your slight blushed cheeks and how you two looked at each other like teenagers

They were pressuring you into giving him your number or ask for his

But you found it unprofessional and were scared of rejection

You went to check with him if the size and type fits

When he came out of the fitting room with the jeans on, you felt something in your tummy (or maybe lower) again

He came in with sweatpants shorts so you didn't see his legs and ass before

But with those jeans hugging him in the right places you couldn't stop staring

To be honest you stare at everyone's ass when they try jeans, that's part of the job, but looking at this handsome man's ass felt embarrasing

He tried different sizes, types and colors and he chose three pairs to buy

You two kept smiling at each other and kept stealing glances

He paid and then left the shop

Your colleagues were making fun of you for the rest of the shift, because you kept day dreaming about Noah

You two were too lost in each others eyes that neither of you noticed that Noah gave you wrong size that he later paid for

He noticed it back home

And he was embarrased

He didn't know if he should come back and exchange it for the right items

He thought about it for a few days, but after he asked Jesse for the 10th time for an opinion Jesse said 'Mate if you don't go back there tomorrow, I will, and I'll make sure she never forgets who you are.'

Which meant he would go there and embarras the hell out of Noah

So the next day he came back like a little puppy

'I'm sorry I took the wrong size when I was here on Monday.'

You didn't mind that, you were happy he came on the day you were at work

You said no worries and helped him find the right size

This time your interaction was more smooth, with some small talk

When you did the exchange on your cash register, he apologized for the 10th time

And before you thought about what you're going to say, you said 'It's no problem, it happens, but if you insist on apologizing you can take me out.'

For a few seconds you both stood there like 🧍🏼‍♀️🧍🏽

'I'm so sorry, that was really inappropriate, I'm sorry.'

'If you insist on applogozing, you can let me take you out for dinner.' he used your words and turned the situation around with a smirk on his face

You said yes, also said 'I'm sorry' few more times

You two exchanged numbers and set up a date for your dinner

Your colleagues were laughing behind the corner at you interaction and then just said that at least you two will have a cute story for your kids

Taglist: @somewhere-diamond @reyadawn

You are the first ones that asked to be tagged in something I post, THANK YOU💗

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[taesancore]

—HEY ANGEL

kim donghyun x f!reader

📜 .ᐟ part one of the bnd as one direction songs series!

📜 .ᐟ synopsis: in which you were oh so curious about your sunbae, kim donghyun

wc: 2k, lowercase intended

“seriously, just go talk to him if you find him cute!” hanni replied as you continued to stare at him. kim donghyun. your senior and the main RJ for your school’s daily radio show. it wasn’t just the fact that you found him cute—scratch that, angelic. it was the fact that he was quite literally a walking talking enigma of some sort.

his mind was a one of a kind, you had thought when you first heard his deep voice talk about through the poem you wrote. you had sat up with a start in the middle of the break period as he continued to read out the poem you had submitted out of boredom (mayhaps to also spread your winter blues to everyone else for fun).

“wow, this person must really hate winters, they’ve described the sadness in how all the plants tend to die due to the cold” he had mused. back then you didn’t have an inkling of who he was. but his words, they weren’t even anything wise or profound. his simple take on your depressing poem had you wondering, just how was he so positive?

“i don’t know…on the bright side of it, i think winters can symbolise a time of rebirth and rest don’t you think? the flowers grow back looking much healthier and prettier after winters, in the spring. everything has a bright side to it right? even the most harshest of winters have beauty in them”

you had crept up to the broadcasting room as he was just beginning to conclude the show for that day. your curiosity had gotten the best of you, dying to know who had read your poem and turned it into a warm ray of hope amid the cruel winter. hearing the shuffling behind the door, you quickly hid behind the wall near the broadcasting room as the door opened and—

oh. oh wow. he was beautiful. was it his large doe eyes? or the slender shape of his nose? or the way his rosy pink lips had a natural quirk to them even when he wasn’t smiling? you weren’t sure what about him was beautiful. but at the same time everything about him was simply angelic, to put it straight. you were lucky he didn’t catch you gawking at him while he was bowing politely to the people who greeted him, as he walked away.

you learnt that he was kim donghyun, the one who was in charge of the break programme along with your senior han dongmin. the two of them hosted it under their RJ names leehan and taesan. their show consisted of them played rock or metal songs that dongmin often enjoyed dissecting musically while donghyun read out different letters, thoughts or writings that students sent.

“it’s not that hanni” you sighed, finally taking your eyes off him as you faced your friend. “…..i want to talk to him” you finished poorly.

“then do it!!” she said exasperatedly.

“how do i explain it to you?! i wanna know him as a person you know? he always somehow makes my poems seem like a ray of sunshine in someone’s cloudy life, and he sees things so positively all the time? i wanna be him and see life though his eyes once”

hanni was left gaping at you after you finished your speech.

“wow you’re in love”

“oh shut up i’m not”

the next day you had prepared another poem for the week, yet another pessimistic one. at this point you weren’t sure why you were writing these sad poems (maybe it was to just hear donghyun read them and state his opinion) but you loved the thrill of being an anonymous listener of gongfourz programme.

tiptoeing near the box where the letters were submitted near the broadcasting office, you barely had time to turn around and walk away after dropping your poem in the box, before you bumped into a sturdy chest.

“careful there” came a familiar voice from above you as you steadied yourself. you held back an embarrassing gasp as kim donghyun’s curious eyes met yours.

fuck, they were probably home to a thousand galaxies weren’t they? you didn’t realise you were staring until he chuckled softly, snapping you out of your reverie.

“i’ll get going then” he smiled, brushing past you into the broadcasting room, leaving you standing there still staring in his direction.

“what if he saw me put my poem in his box?? hanni i’m doomed!” you were currently wailing at your best friend who was calmly sipping her coffee. it was a free period for you as your teacher wasn’t present, giving you enough time to mentally prepare yourself for leehan and taesan’s broadcast. and it also gave you time to cry about your first encounter with him…which wasn’t exactly the best.

“relax y/n, so what if he does?” she questioned.

yeah…so what if he does? you wondered for a minute.

“i don’t know…it’s not like i like him anyways, you’re right” you said to yourself as hanni snorted.

“you don’t like him? sure honey” she snickered as you scowled.

“don’t even try lying to yourself here, you get so excited before his broadcast starts, look at him every time he enters the lunch hall hell you even eat your food at a snail’s pace to leave the hall at the same time as him” she finished befit you could defend yourself, smirking at your dumbfounded reaction to her speech.

“how do i prove it to you?” you mustered weakly.

really though, you didn’t like him…you just liked his brain. god it even sounded stupid in your head but that was the truth! his way with words really did render you speechless at times and dare you say made it flutter too— no. no it didn’t.

“talk to him then” came hanni’s reply. well.

“that you know i can’t!” you whined. “oh the radio’s starting! quick!” you ushered hanni into your regular seats in the classroom as the last remnants of one of taesan’s favourite song faded, the guitar riff still ringing in your ears.

“now let’s see, the first letter! kim donghyun sunbae you’re a greek god— why thank you” he exclaimed politely as taesan burst out laughing.

“you sure you didn’t send that?” hanni elbowed you slyly as you shot her an annoyed look.

“haha very funny.”

“next up, oh my little poetess sent another poem!” my poetess. you loved the little nickname he gave you, it never failed to bring a warm feeling inside you.

“hmm, looks like you’ve had quite the experience with some people on earth, considering how you’ve written that hell is up here itself” his mellow voice floated through the speaker in the classroom as you attentively listened.

“however, maybe hell isn’t the only thing that’s up here? i have a feeling that there are angels in disguise on the earth you know”

“are you referring to yourself?” taesan joked as leehan’s chuckles came from the speaker.

“maybe, but i’m referring to my poetess as well, i’m not gonna lie i’m very curious about you” he replied as hanni let out an excited gasp.

“oh my god?! he wants you so bad” she giggled at you who was still jaw-dropped at his words.

“oh don’t be silly, he doesn’t even know me!”

“are you really flirting with one of our anonymous writers han?” taesan’s amused question made leehan chuckle again.

“if you see it that way then sure. i however do think my poetess is one of the angels in disguise you know…sometimes i wish i could see the world from her view as she makes even the most heartbreaking things seem ethereally beautiful”.

the entire classroom was silent, taking in the senior’s words. you were sure some of your classmates who were his fangirl were glaring daggers at the speaker, probably cussing out ‘his poetess’ in their minds. you? oh you were a blushing mess, you were sure you had no feelings for your senior but now? you suddenly weren’t so sure anymore.

“hanni” you said in a small voice.

“i think i’m gonna talk to donghyun sunbae”.

the next day you had prepared another poem, one that you had penned during the early hours of the morning due to the lack of sleep. you couldn’t help it, you had to do something about the weird feelings you were starting to feel for him, he was a senior for gods sake!! your poem was quite simple this time, talking about how the heart tends to make stupid decisions by catching feelings, ignoring the advice of the head (totally not inspired by your current mood).

upon reaching the broadcasting room before class started, you patted your coat pocket to reach out for the envelope….which you didn’t find.

oh no. oh no no this can’t be.

you frantically pulled out all your pockets, searching the floor beneath you if you accidentally dropped it anywhere until-

“looking for this?” came a low voice from behind you as you whipped your head around.

your worst nightmare had come true for there was kim donghyun, with your envelope in his hand. he smiled at you, a smile that told you that he knew everything already.

“sunbae! good morning!” you bowed down hastily, meeting his eyes with a steady gaze of your own.

be confident. stay calm. stay cool.

“it’s nice to finally meet you my little poetess” he greeted you, walking closer as he handed the envelope to you.

“w-what are you talking about?” you shuffled away from him, stuffing the envelope back in your jacket while still maintaining the eye contact.

“no need to pretend now, i saw you earlier you know?” he said amusedly.

“…fine it’s me” you gave in, looking everywhere but at him now. his smile widened slightly as he tilted his head.

“aren’t you my junior? the one who stares at me during lunch?”

you felt your face burn at his words as you glared at him, yet you couldn’t find a suitable reply because…you did stare at him.

he laughed a soft laugh, and you may have melted inside because hearing it in real life and not through the rusty old speaker in your class felt so heavenly.

“it’s not like that..” you finally managed as he quirked an eyebrow.

his feet moved forward, while yours moved back.

“…i’m curious about you too, sunbae” you finished as you found your back thud against the door of the broadcasting room.

his eyes glimmered with an amused glint, drawing you deeper into their endlessness as you struggled to acknowledge the barely there distance between you two.

“and what do you find curious about me?” he mused, lips tilting upwards into his signature little smirk. or smile. hell you weren’t sure at this point because all you could think about was his warm scent floating around you.

“your…brain” you mumbled, not breaking eye contact this time.

his brain. really. god you sounded like a loser there, so much for confidence.

he laughed, a beautiful sound that bounced off the walls. you stared, ears blushing red as he threw his head back. that smile oh wow.

“you’re quite the funny one” he giggled once he calmed down, still smiling widely.

“no im being for real! you always turn my gloomy poems into something happy! just how do you manage to do that?? and the nickname, my poetess? it keeps replaying in my head everywhere, god you’re everywhere at this point it’s making me crazy!” you burst out, breathing heavily as you felt a weight lift itself off from your chest.

shit. what had you done. your eyes widened as you watched donghyun’s expression go from amused to flabbergasted to something undecipherable…almost soft?

“okay my poetess, how about this? you can satisfy your curiosity by getting to know my brain better hmm?” he said, smiling at you as you furrowed your brows.

“what do you mean—how?”

“meet me after today’s broadcast? it’s a date y/n” he grinned, eyes disappearing into little half moons as he finally stepped away from you.

you were left staring at him for the second time this week as he sauntered away into the broadcasting room, the door shutting behind him with a soft sound, not louder than the booming of your heart though.

hmm. you decided that you liked— no scratch that, really liked the sound of your name when he said it.

a/n: man im pretty sure i used the word broadcast more than 50 times in this LMAO but let’s be fr, don’t we all love leehan’s brain :3

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[jeons-catalyst]

https://www.tumblr.com/beautifulpersonpeach/750046574180220928/hey-peach-i-dont-know-if-you-are-up-for-this?source=share

I saw this few days ago and i agree with them on high level except a thing or two and since i have the similar question i wanna ask you how you see it.

The answer from BPP is funny for giggles now let's be practical and say they're not together have never been so how does it explains those actions? I have noticed this too that while hugging jm it's never like full body but i have seen him hug hobi, jin more proper than jm. With jm the hug last for like a 2 sec that too with just a pat or two in the back but i have seen him hugging jin whole bodily like engulfing hug multiple times. Whenever jm come close to jk many of the times jk tries to retrack and there's like mant such moments so one can't say it's a thing of "maybe he wasn't feeling in at that time, or wasn't in the mood " etc. Maybe there's many moments like these because jm usually gets close to jk more than others.

This is just an observation tho hence I'm asking. And yes I'm aware that he does backtrack with others too but it's like wayyy less compared to jm like jm just had to start walking towards jk and you will see jk already trying to bactrack which is not usual with others. I never got any valid answer for this. Idk if you'll entertain this question but if you have time I'd love to know your thoughts. Thank you..

Hi anon!

To be very honest with you, i didn’t quite understand this aspect of Jikook’s dynamic when i just started seeing them as more. I had spoken about this before and i mentioned that, this was one of the things that convinced me more than anything else that jikook were probably more than friends.

The thing is, we know that when they were rookies, Jikook would put blankets outside their rooms and sleep together on the floor outside. Jimin mentioned that Jungkook hugs him to sleep and Jk got so flustered when Jimin said that at the fan sign. Compare this to when Jin mentioned at at interview that he plays with Jk’s nipples to wake him up from sleep. Jk definitely didn’t have a flustered reaction when Jin said that. We know from the members and Jikook themselves that Jikook are the two who like spending their nights together the most. Jk would pile clothes on his bed and go sleep in Jimin’s bed. When Jihope were roomies, the complained about Jk coming into their room every night to sleep. Jimin mentioned how much Jk visited his hotel room while they were in LA. The point of me writing all this is to show that, Jk still likes going around Jimin when he isn’t required to and he likes being with Jimin at odd hours of the night. Spending nights with him or just spending time with him. Nobody put a g*n to his head and asked him to spend all this time with Jimin right?

Another thing is that Jk initiates touches with Jimin. He likes to hover around him, put his arms around him, and sometimes even touches him in ways that some people might interpret differently.

This is Jk voluntarily going to sleep beside Jimin. He tried waking him up and when he didn’t succeed, he slept by his side

This is Jk going to lean on Jimin who was just there minding his business hugging Hobi. Jk actually moved Hobi and then went to hug jimin and lean on him.

This is Jk hovering around Jimin and then going to touch him before there was a cut and then proceeded to massage his shoulders

We all know what happened on this day so no need to repeat it

This is jungkook being sneaky and finding his way to stand close to jimin. Mind you no one asked him to or forced him to.

This is a small compilation of Jungkook going to hug a sleeping Jimin or go to touch him when Jimin is just there minding his business.

Here, Jungkook felt bad about his performance and wanted comfort. He could have sat anywhere else but he choose to go squeeze himself in the small corner close to Jimin.

Here, we thought he was whispering to Jimin but it turns out he just wanted to rub his cheeks against Jimin’s.

Here, Jimin was minding his business looking at the pictures or videos they just took and there is Jungkook coming to slip his hands into Jimin’s shirt to caress bare skin.

Here he is pulling Jimin closer to him.

Here he is acting like Jimin’s bodyguard

Here he is playing tricks to move Tae and then immediately running to sit close to Jimin

Jk almost couldn’t keep from touching Jimin through out this Live.

These are a few examples of Jk initiating touch or hovering around Jimin or trying to be closer to him.

You asked how we could explain all these if jikook are not together and have never been together. To me, the only way to explain this is that Jungkook doesn’t like being touched by Jimin or doesn’t like Jimin at all. Because like you said, he doesn’t act like that with the other members cuz if he did, then we could have concluded that he just has his moments when he doesn’t want anyone touching him or coming close to him but we don’t see him do this with anyone as much as he does with Jimin. I would have concluded that he doesn’t like being touched by Jimin or just doesn’t like him very much but we all know that if you hate someone touching you, you don’t initiate touches with them, you don’t try to be near them at all especially when you know they could touch you, and you certainly don’t ever put urself in positions that could allow for excess physical touch like going to sleep in their beds or going to visit them in their hotel rooms at 1am at night. You just don’t do that, yet Jungkook does all these. So how else do you explain this?

I know that Jimin could be intense with his skinship sometimes and will definitely understand if jk just isn’t in the mood sometimes but like you said, sometimes all Jimin does is to put his arms around him, something which is pretty normal and you see Jk looking really uneasy. Sometimes he sees Jimin coming towards his direction and he legit starts to move away. Why?

The only thing imo that explains this behaviour is that he acts like that because he has something to hide with Jimin. The other members can touch him as much as they like or even use him as personal pillows or beds and he wouldn’t react because those touches are innocent. He has nothing to hide with them so he isn’t overthinking or worrying about giving too much away.

When you have skeletons in your cupboard, you are always guilty. I feel like Jk acts that way because he panicks. He probably knows jimin’s touches mean more and he worries about people catching on. Imagine yourself as a thief, you naturally panic every single time you see a police or hear police sirens because you have something to hide so whether it concerns you or not, you worry that it might be about you.

One of the most telling aspects about whatever relationship jikook have with each other is the sheer panic and hesitance you see or feel in their interactions sometimes.

We know that Jk doesn’t hate Jimin. He wouldn’t do everything he has done over the past decade if he hated him. We also know that Jk likes touching jimin, likes sleeping by his side, like being around him, like hovering around him, so we cannot say he hates being touched by Jimin. We also have instances where we have “caught” them when they weren’t aware of the cameras and Jk had no issues being in Jimin’s personal space or with Jimin being in his. Moments like the Car selfie, and Jikook at Jhope’s JITB party immediately come to mind.

Car selfie

JITB PARTY

What these two moments have in common is that jikook were not expecting cameras. We were able to see how they are with each other when there are no cameras or watching eyes, and how they behaved immediately they noticed the cameras. In the car selfie moment you could see that Jimin looked a little flustered but laughed it off and started over explaining lol. Jungkook didn’t even notice the camera at first because he was busy looking at Jimin and when Jimin kinda shrugged him off and he noticed, you could see him almost hyperventilating. Why? They were just taking a selfir so why the panic? With the JITB moment, they were standing in a corner alone, very close to each other with Jk’s hand on Jimin’s. Immediately they noticed the camera, Jk quickly moved away from Jimin and Jimin couldn’t even look at the camera. Why the panic if they were not doing anything wrong?

So anon, i really wouldn’t be able to explain Jk’s behaviour if it turns out him and Jimin were never a thing because no matter how much i think about it, i just cannot find another explanation.

If anyone has a different explanation, i would very much like to hear it because maybe there is something i am missing.

#jikook #jimin #jungkook #i took me so long to type this with this nails ugh #sorry if there are typos😭

[sometipsygnostalgic]

Due to a series of unfortunate events (a cancellation of all direct flights for 2 days), im going to be spending between 90 minutes and three hours in IRELAND of all places. The REPUBLIC of Ireland. I was not expecting this on my american adventure.

I wont get to do any irish things but im flying both flights with Aer Lingus instead of British Airways.

Here is my review of Aer Lingus which is by extension my review of Ireland:

- Holy SHIT this airbus is half the size of the boeing i was going to take. I expected it to have insane turbulence like the KLM washing machines but honestly it's no different to the boeing

- it is nice to hear announcements made in a celtic language first again, even if it's Gaelic and not Cymraeg. I look forward to seeing the "Casnewydd/Newport" sign when i finally take the train home, it's the first symbol of being in Wales.

- We left early. EARLY. On one hand this is leagues above all my BA flights that have never left on time. On the other hand if it left just 60 seconds late, id have recieved a free change of transfer plane. Now i gotta hope we get there "early" enough for me to get through customs and find my next flight. Better prepare to run but theres not much i can do about this. I just hope British Airways dont force me to pay for a rebooked flight because they decided 60 minutes international transfer time was enough (hah!) and i dont have superhuman speed.

- Im sat by an emergency exit. This has funny side effects. I get sliiiightly more leg room, but also im sat by the exit and the door is way, way colder than any other wall in the plane. It's not bothersome but it's funny how i have a free Cooling Wall.

- Internet is about same price as BA and i can use discord (good) but i cant use youtube (very bad, you should probably only go for for the im service)

- The dinner was about the same quality as the British airways food, but they had TWO meat options instead of one. I took the Beef Stew. Very yummy. They had cheese and tomato on the side instead of the cursed tomato couscous yoghurt that looks like strawberry muesli which british airways keep serving (prison food). I also really liked the chocolate mousse, slightly easier to eat than the chocolate brownie i get with BA, but i find it weird aer lingus serve most of their drinks in tiny cartons. Why??? At least i get a tiny water bottle with BA, like a souvenir. Also theres a tinier bread roll and no cheese with it, but the cheese felt out of place anyway. Not as out of place as the tiny creamer pot i get on both airlines, with no coffee in sight. It's like a shot.

- you dont get any free alcohol on this flight, you have to pay for your 1 can can of lager. With a credit card. Mine was in the overhead locker. Thankfully a guy on my aisle was feeling generous and bought my can. Downgrade from BA including 2 alcoholic drinks in the flights

- instead of a nice pasty or bacon egg roll for breakfast they gave me a tiny carton of orange juice and a Nature Valley granola bar. Horrible

- the in flight entertainment is on a screen from 2009 instead of 1999. There is no funny controller that stops working randomly. It is a normal ass touch screen. Unfortunately i lost my provided earbuds at the start of the flight so i havent done anything with it

- no reclining chair on this airbus :( it's an overnight flight. My chair is missing an arm but i assume thats because it is by the emergency exit

- BA do this thing where they dim the lights and turn them back on an hour before arrival. Aer Lingus have decided to "dim" the lights by having these purple lights on, instead of turning them off.

More to come when i arrive at the airport

[pendarling]

Power Imbalance 2

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Villain walked to Henchman's desk. Their second in-command's office was in a building further from their own, primarily because it overlooked other rooms where most of Villain's staff worked. The room buzzed with excitement as Villain approached.

"Good afternoon, boss." One of them said as they opened the door for Villain. They waved them off and walked inside. Each person who met Villain's eyes had either straightened up stiffly or greeted them warmly. The mixed reactions were genuinely strange. Usually, they wouldn't come this close to lower-ranking members who weren't the first five people after Henchman.

Villain lifted the smooth slip of paper from their jacket and read the number as they entered the escalator to the highest floor. They'd never physically been in this building before, but at least the numbering system was similar to their building.

"Room 2-18D." They kicked their lips and saw the large white entrance. In bold letters, the name of their Henchman was plastered on the wall, followed by their in-office schedule. However, what caught Villain off-guard was the brutal spray-painted words. A large image of a hand flipped off what was supposed to be directed at Henchman. Villain furrowed their brows and looked around the floor. It was almost empty, and nobody nearby looked to be suspicious.

Villain unlocked the door and entered the quiet room; large window panels were left untouched, and they stared at the scene below them of the city as it bathed in the evening light. Villain stepped toward the desk and gathered the paper Henchman was supposed to work on for that day. They could only hope it would be enough to make their right hand feel better. If they had known sooner— no, if they were more actively involved in what happened, they would've put a stop to it. Hopefully, this hadn't been going on since the day Villain first employed Henchman.

As for the spray paint, they'd need to call someone over to clean it up and find the perpetrator behind it.

Villain shut the door behind them and walked back to the elevator, their mind racing with ideas on how to counteract the unexpected bullying. It was strange to see that even the highest ranking of the group could still be a victim. The elevator paused at the third level, and a group of what looked to be new members froze in their spots.

"I'm so sorry! We didn't know you occupied this one!" He of the girls said as she bowed her head in shame. The others followed suit.

"Not a problem," Villain stepped off. "This is my stop anyway." A look of relief came across all their faces. It wasn't Villain's stop at all, but convincing a loyal team like that to join them would take forever, and Villain didn't feel like putting up a fight. They've already had enough of their subordinates fear them.

As the silver doors closed behind Villain, they walked around to search for a different exit. "Should be some stairs here…" they mumbled and briskly strode against the solid black tiles until their shoes met soft carpets again and glass windows. "Damn." They were really lost this time. All of the halls looked the same. Plain whites and cream-coloured carpets followed by glowing green signs at every turn.

"Boss?" Their name was called from behind, and Villain turned around. To their relief, they had met their fourth highest-ranking member.

"Sharp-Shooter!" Villain's face lit up as they walked up to them. "What're you doing here?"

They laughed, "I should be asking you that."

Villain took notice of the large gun strapped around them, which matched the black suit they wore. Their red visors reflected the light, and Villain couldn't be more impressed.

"Did you just come back from a mission?"

Sharp-Shooter slung the tall gun over their shoulder. Villain didn't recognize it at all, and their subordinate could tell. "Nope, just practicing this new model right here at the shooting range downstairs.

'We have one of those?" Villain held their tongue. "Interesting."

"And you?"

"Well, I just came to collect some of Henchman's stuff and get out of here."

"Let me get that for you." They reached up and collected the papers from their hands. "C'mon. I'll walk you to the exit."

Villain had to withhold thanks in order to maintain their presence. Instead, they gathered up the courage to ask something else. "Say, you don't know anything about what's been happening with…" they shrugged.

"With?" Shooter responded and glanced back at Villain as they descended the steps.

"General things that might be a problem I should know about." They clarified, now feeling the weight of the conversation. This should've been easier. It has always been easy to speak with someone of a lower rank than them, but for some reason, talking about topics in regards to Henchman felt like an impossible task. They wanted to help. But it felt a lot harder than they expected it to.

Shooter remained silent and led them further, "I don't see any problems, boss."

Villain nodded; either Shooter told the truth, or they were also a part of it. All of this was still hard for their minds to wrap around. Their own Henchman? Was the second person in charge deliberately targeted? It didn't make any sense. Maybe Villain was overthinking this, but then again, Henchman wasn't always this upset when they first started.

"You know anybody who might cause trouble?" They probed. By now, they were certain that Shooter was probably going to talk amongst the rest of the team about their leader catching on. If they were going to stop the harassment, it would be because of their actions, and in order to set things straight, they needed answers. Shooter took a long time before responding to each question. Perhaps think about the outcomes of each answer thoroughly. Even their walking speed has significantly slowed.

"Sorry." They repeated, "I honestly can't tell. I don't socialize much. Always trying to improve my aim."

"I understand." They murmured half-disappointingly. Villain knew they weren't going to receive an answer they liked, but having nothing at all didn't help.

Villain cooly followed behind Shooter until they arrived at ground level and reached the double doors.

Villain took the stacks of paper from them. "Good luck at practice."

Shooter fixed their hair awkwardly. "Just my job."

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Random tokoyami hcs to go with my shadow one :P

Agender/voidgender (nonbinary) any pronouns

Bisexual but really only for men and nonbinary people, he’s never met a woman he’s liked before but you never know

Might be somewhere on the acearo spectrum as well

Polyamorous

He’s not really a fan of labels tbh but I’m giving you my closest guess to his vibes

He likes bad boys, tall dark and handsome please, if they wear black and are irksome he’s probably at least a little interested (dark shadow hates this and scares them off XD)

He definitely wouldn’t date anyone unless dark shadow liked them as well because dark shadow would get too jealous

Follows strict schedules like when to eat and sleep

Has never actually had coffee before going to UA because he’s afraid caffeine is an “addictive substance”. He tried decaffe coffee now and decided it’s not as great as everyone said

He has had lots of herbal teas though

Everyone says he sleeps with a night light which is fine but it’s literally just the purple lights he always has on in his room (they are special lights that don’t hurt shadow)

He did used to have one that projected stars on the ceiling as a child though (dark shadow gave it to eri)

His parents make him sleep with the full lights on at home so he’s happy to be without them now

Autistic

Sensitive skin, doesn’t like being touched

Sensitive hearing, doesn’t like when people are being to noisy

Always talking to dark shadow in his head, has trouble focusing at times because they’re so chatty

Might talk to dark shadow out loud when he’s alone but he would get in trouble for that so he doesn’t do it often, the only one who has caught him doing it is Midoriya

Unspecified dissociative disorder and maladaptive daydreaming…it’s pretty bad actually

Acts VERY different when it’s just dark shadow and him, he’s much more relaxed and playful (he’s actually pretty funny)

Likes to dress up in fancy clothes but is to scared to wear them in public

He makes his own clothes sometimes but his aunt is a seamstress and likes to make him and shadow nice dresses and cloaks for holidays and their birthday so most of them are from her. Otherwise he thrifts everything

Also makes his own jewelry

Knows how to dance but won’t do it in front of others because that’s a private bird thing also trauma

Will not make “bird noises” unless he’s alone but he can do it. Occasionally can get a squawk spooked out of him

Has lots of knowledge on psychology and was actually going to be a psychologist/psychiatrist before switching to heroism (AND THANK THE GODS FOR THAT!)

Can give quite the verbal thrashing, he already knows all your insecurities and will wreck you. He never really does this unless the offender SERIOUSLY pissed him off and they need to be taught a lesson on manners. He would also win every argument in debate club if he ever joined

His musculature/training is more in line with calisthenics because he needs a strong core for dark shadow to carry him around all day. Also I think he should do parkour

Has lots of odd hobbies obviously (like bone foraging and sword swallowing)

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CC Origin Story Ch 6

Chapter 6 of my Fanfic for @e-vay’s awesome OC CC’s origin story!

Tails and William salvage what they can from the Fabratory before the Yellow Skies Reclamation Team starts to tear it down… but will they find CC?

As always, comments and suggestions most welcome. Enjoy!!!

Chapter 6: New and Old Friends

The day started at the Fabratory site as innumerable days had started before it. The sun broke above the tree lines, shining light on the overgrown field in front of the ruined building. The building itself creaked and groaned, mourning its decayed state in its battle to remain standing. But this day would be markedly different from here forward.

Through the dusty breeze a work truck with a Yellow Skies logo on the doors drove up to the front of the Fabratory. The silhouettes of a fox and woodchuck exited the truck and approached the building entrance, the latter carrying a large set of bolt cutters and a pry bar. As they arrived at was once the front door of the Storefront, the fox looked at the woodchuck, concerned.

“William, are you sure you’re ready for this?” Tails asked. “We can wait until the Reclamation Team arrives…” “No,” interrupted William firmly but politely. “I want to have a few minutes inside before… it all starts to end.”

Tails nodded, understanding. William severed the lock with the bolt cutters, wincing as it clattered to the ground. “That wasn’t coming off any other way,” he commented, sliding the rusted chains off the door handles and prying away the plywood.

A surprisingly cheery “WW Widgets – Welcome!” logo greeted them on the cracked doors behind the weathered wood. Its spirit seemed little dampened by the shattered glass it held together and the apparent destruction behind it. The two friends carefully opened the door and stepped inside.

The Storefront was largely as William remembered it when he last locked up. The inner ceiling had collapsed but the roof overhead was mostly intact. The Automat cubes had all been emptied and the payment devices removed by William in the immediate aftermath of the Storm, so there was little in this room that would be of interest, especially since the cubes themselves took significant damage from the ceiling impact.

A doorway led from this vestibule deeper into the building. More groans could be heard from the building structure, which immediately concerned Tails. “Let me go back to the work truck and grab some hard hats,” he said, looking up at the roof line. “No sense in us getting hurt in there.” William stepped towards the opening, noting the shattered building material in his way. “I’ll be just inside,” he replied, detached but determined.

William ducked through the partially blocked doorway from the Storefront, sidestepping debris to emerge into what was once the Fabratory Production Floor. Even though he had been in here several times after the Storm, the sight that greeted him still made his heart sink. A yawning hole in the ceiling cascaded roofing material down twisted, rusting support beams into a jumble of ruined building components and the technical wonders they once housed and protected. Pieces of manufacturing equipment could be seen poking through the collapsed roof, all of it covered in rust, mold, and moss from years of exposure to the elements.

The woodchuck slowly made his way over to a partially crushed stamping machine which held up debris from the collapsed roof. Under it he could see two of the Fabratory robots, irreparably damaged by falling debris and frozen in time, handing a Widget between them. William sadly took the Widget from the robots’ end effectors and held it, the product as coated in rust and slime as its two constructors, and likely as unrepairable.

Tails, wearing an orange hard hat, came up behind him and placed his hand on William’s shoulder. “Here,” Tails said quietly, handing him a green hard hat. “Gotta keep us safe.” William took the hard hat and placed it on his head, while turning around to reveal the tableau in ruin to Tails. He handed Tails the filth-covered Widget. “This was an X-24c. Great design. One of Unc’s favorites.” Tails shook his head sadly. “I’m sorry. I know this place meant a lot to you.”

William looked up into the massive holes in the ceiling, a tear forming in his eye. “I wish you could have seen this place when we were running, Tails. It was so… magical…”

Tails nodded somberly. “We can bring back that magic, William. Yellow Sky and us, together.” He looked at the Widget and the ‘bots. “Let’s see what we can find that we may be able to salvage. The Reclamation Team just arrived. They will carefully dismantle and recycle whatever we can’t save or rebuild. When they’re done we can return this plot of land to your family as a garden memorial.” He stepped into the open area in front of the crushed stamper. “Maybe put a monument here. So you can remember the good times.”

Tears welled up in the ruffled woodchuck’s eyes again. He and Tails embraced in a warm bro-hug. “Thank you,” choked William through tears. “I’ve barely known you a week yet I feel like we’ve been friends our whole lives.”

Tails smiled. “I know what it’s like to feel loss and lost. I have a great Friend who pulled me out of that dark place several times. I like to pay it forward. It’s just who I am.”

They looked beyond the collapsed ceiling into the darkened ruins of the rest of the Fabratory. Tails put his hand on William’s back. “Now let’s see what’s in here that is still good,” he said hopefully, as they shone lanterns into the darkness.

As they moved further into the ruined building, Tails noticed a large observation window off to one side of the Production floor. A warped office door stood nearby, with the inscription “W. Woodchuck – PRIVATE” in flaking black paint on its grimy window. He shone his lantern in that direction and pointed to William: “Your Uncle’s workshop? Should we check in there?” William nodded somberly. With significant effort, he was able to force the door open. Behind that portal was a massive pile of debris and collapsed building material. Anything that had been in that room when this part of the Fabratory fell in would have been completely crushed.

William looked sad but not surprised. “This happened shortly after the storm. I was able to get Unc’s drafting and work tables, chair, and nearly all of his tech sheets and drawings out before it gave way.” He shook his head and walked out of what was left of Walter’s inner sanctum. “I guess the Reclamation Team will let us know if they find something under that mess…” He secretly hoped that “something” would not be CC…

The rest of the Production floor was under an area of the Fabratory that somehow managed to stay more intact. The Manufacturing machines in that area were dusty and had some buildup on them, but might be salvageable. A few small Fab robots were also scattered among the larger equipment and appeared to be in decent shape compared to those found where the roof collapsed. William picked one up and opened its access panel. “Battery is shot,” he commented. “But otherwise it looks like he will work.” Tails nodded, lifting a tool box he brought in with the hard hats and lanterns. “I have a few generic power supplies in here if you want to try reconnecting him.” The woodchuck tinkered more with the ‘bot and shook his head. “No, looks like there’s some broken wires and servos too. I don’t want to cause any more damage powering him up.” He placed the inert ‘bot on top of a nearby work table. “We’ll grab him on our way out. I can likely fix him in the garage.”

The sound of heavy machinery interrupted their conversation. Tails and William looked back through the open ceiling to see cranes rising above the Fabratory. “They do know we’re in here, right?” asked William, looking a tad concerned. Tails chuckled. “Oh, definitely. Safety is top priority with Yellow Sky. That’s why they are doing what they are doing. The cranes are to help reinforce the building.” Sure enough, cables soon descended from the tall superstructures and were attached by skillful Team members to key points in the fragile walls. William looked relieved. “This will help us complete our assessment and also allow the Reclaimers to start controlled demolition without causing a chain-reaction collapse,” explained Tails. William clapped him on the back heartily, smiling. “Glad I’ve got a friend who is an expert,” he joked at the fox. The woodchuck shone his light further into the intact area of the Fabratory. “I’ve known this building nearly all my life, but I’ve always wondered why the Production area was so damaged while this end stayed mostly intact.”

As they approached what William recognized as the Warehouse area, the answer to his question became apparent. Drywall and other façade materials had fallen away with the years, revealing triple-reinforced support and ceiling beams. A barn-style door sealed the entrance to the Warehouse. As Tails examined the locking mechanism, it became clear to him that they’d need help to get it open.

“This is amazingly secure,” marveled the fox. “Someone really wanted to guard whatever is in here.” William snorted. “Leave it to the old man to overprotect his junk room while the rest of the ‘Fab falls around him…” Tails looked somewhere between amused and concerned at William’s sudden sarcastic comment. William noticed his friend’s expression and backtracked a bit: “You had to know him to understand. On the outside he was an angry old man who seemed to not care about much, especially other people. But those who knew him well enough could break through that crust and find out how deeply passionate he was, especially about his Widgets.” He gestured to the Warehouse wall, which upon closer inspection more closely resembled a vault. “He put his prototypes and design samples in here for ‘safe keeping.’ Guess I never realized he meant that literally.”

Tails chuckled a bit at William’s pun. “Had you been into the warehouse since the storm?” “Once or twice,” replied the woodchuck. “When the building still had power I was able to get the door open. Once the electricity got disconnected the door sealed automatically and I couldn’t get it to budge. I removed some boxes before that but I’m sure there’s still quite a bit in there.”

Tails saw one of the Reclamation Team members surveying the more damaged area of the Fabratory. He was a scruffy looking badger who had certainly seen his share of wrecked buildings. Tails waved to him and he trotted over. “What’s up, Boss?” he asked gruffly. “Can you find the main electrical panel and connect a 12-hour UPS to ONLY the Warehouse circuit?” “You got it, Boss,” replied the RT tech, cuffing Tails on the shoulder and hustling back towards the work trucks.

“Thanks, Bob,” replied Tails, rubbing where the roughneck had given him a playful (but still powerful) punch. He turned back to William. “That should give us enough juice to get the door open and maybe clean out your Uncle’s treasure chest,” he commented. William nodded in agreement. “I’d like to do that personally if you don’t mind. Nothing against Bob and his Team, but I want to be sure everything in there gets the care it deserves.” Tails shook his head. “No offense taken. I’d be glad to help as well if you want.” “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” smiled William. They fist-bumped as the lights winked on above them and the power panel on the Warehouse door illuminated. William looked surprised, but Tails gave a knowing grin. “Bob always works fast,” he chuckled.

William worked with the controls on the door, but had little success at first. “Guess it’s been longer than I thought,” he mumbled, frustrated. He entered another code that was met with a rejection message, and banged his fist next to the panel, exasperated. To both his and Tails’ surprise, the panel turned green and the locks disengaged. The door groaned and creaked as it rolled away along its tracks. “Heh,” mused the woodchuck. “Forgot about Unc’s special touch.”

The room behind the door was bathed in warm lighting, revealing an array of well-arranged shelving, containing neatly stacked boxes and storage units. About a third of the shelves (those closest to the door) had been emptied, a testament to William’s incomplete efforts before he was locked out. Walter had labeled all of the boxes, some with specific details like Widget model and date stored, while others only had cryptic scrawl, the likes of “Wires too short to save” and “Circuit boards that may or may not work.” William laughed out loud when Tails pointed these out to him. “That’s Unc’s sense of humor…” he said, shaking his head in mock disbelief.

Bob brought over a large all-terrain cart at Tails’ request, and they neatly stacked the boxes on it for removal from the Warehouse. William and Tails opened every one, examining the contents and marveling at some of the designs they uncovered. Tails in particular was geeking out over Walter’s more intricate creations, at times wanting to run immediately back to his lab and test them. “Plenty of time for that,” he thought to himself as he ran through calming exercises in his mind. “I need to help my friend finish this job.”

It took several trips to the work trucks, but it finally seemed that William and Tails were nearing the end of their task. They also had tagged several of the better-preserved Manufacturing machines and robots in close proximity to the Warehouse area, so the Reclamation Team would set them aside to be restored rather than scrapped. Entering the Warehouse for what they surmised would be the final time, William got a bit nostalgic. “I never thought I’d have to say goodbye to this place,” he started. The lights flickered slightly, indicating their power supply and time in this area was growing short.

“Hey William,” called out Tails from the back of the Warehouse. “Come help me with this.” William strode to where the fox had discovered an odd protrusion in the wall between two shelving units. “It looks like this is a false wall panel, but I can’t figure how it opens.”

William thought for a second then surmised, “If percussive maintenance worked once…” He firmly struck the panel with his fist and sure enough, it popped free. “Know thy Uncle,” laughed Tails. The old woodchuck peered inside the opening. “Guess he had one more surprise in store for us.” Behind the panel were several small boxes labeled TOP SECRET DESIGN and a large box with the cryptic message FUTURE DEVELOPMENT. William removed the smaller boxes and set them on a shelf, opening each one to reveal some of the most creatively designed Widgets he had ever seen. “Tails is REALLY going to have a hard time resisting these,” he thought as he worked through the technological wonders.

“Um, Will…” started Tails. The woodchuck whirled around. Tails had never called him Will before and although he didn’t mind the shortened version of his name, it was the seriousness in the fox’s voice that really caught his attention. “I really think you should see this.”

Tails had opened the large FUTURE DEVELOPMENT box and removed some packing material that had been placed on top. Inside was an ovoid levitating robot with several key power components removed and packed along side it. There was some damage evident on the chassis and to one of the impeller vanes, but nothing that appeared severe. William peered into the box, gasped, and was instantly overjoyed.

“TAILS! YOU’VE DONE IT!” he exclaimed, scooping up the fox in a giant bear hug. “YOU’VE FOUND CC!!!”

After his brief moment of elation, the woodchuck released his fox friend with an embarrassed smirk. “Sorry… I just thought we’d never find her.” “It’s quite all right,” replied Tails, flustered. He peered into the box again. “She must really be something special for you to be this happy.” “Indeed she is,” replied William, taking a closer look at CC. His demeanor instantly changed. “Oh, wow. This doesn’t look good. He took her apart. And that damage, Unc… SERIOUSLY?” William’s tone shifted from worried to fuming. Tails put his hand on the shaking woodchuck’s back. “I don’t think it’s that bad.” He wheeled in his toolbox and popped it open. “Let me take a look.”

Tails gently examined the power components and open panels on CC’s chassis. “No, it looks like these were removed hastily but still somewhat carefully. Only a couple broken wires… easy fix.” He turned his attention to the physical damage. “That impeller took a hit but should still be functional. Will likely need to replace it at some point. The holographic camera is totaled though… but that’s not a critical system. Chassis damage is cosmetic… that’ll buff out.” William laughed nervously at his friend’s joke.

The techy fox turned to his woodchuck friend. “Would you like me to do a quick field repair so we can re-activate her?” “Do you think she’ll power up?” asked William. “Her battery is as old as the ‘Fab bot’s that we found earlier.”

Tails examined the battery stored next to CC and compared it to one he pulled from his tool box. “What do you know,” he mused. “Practically the same. What are the chances?” William rolled his eyes. “So is that a ‘yes’?” asked Tails, eyes twinkling at the anticipation of working on some WW Widgets tech.

“Of course,” replied William. “Go for it.” The lights of course picked that time to flicker and wink out. Tails and William had disabled the automatic door lock on the Warehouse so they wouldn’t be trapped inside, but the lack of illumination would make repairs on CC rather difficult.

“BOB,” called out Tails, “Can you get us a few more minutes of power over here?” “ON IT BOSS!” came the reply from across the building. Sure enough, the lights flickered and winked back on a few moments later. “Thanks Bob,” yelled Tails, turning back to his patient. “ANYTIME BOSS,” came the now-expected reply.

Tails was only working on CC for a few minutes but to William it seemed like days. After closing up her access panels, he looked up at his friend. “I think we’re ready,” he said, hopefully. William nodded. Tails flicked CC’s POWER switch, and was pleased to hear a friendly hum from the ‘bot. Her impellers glowed softly, the damaged one emitting a few sparks but stabilizing quickly. CC’s LED lighting began to also activate. She rose off the floor and turned gently towards the two Mobians. They could hear her camera lens and aperture straining to focus, drawing on lubricants which had pooled away from their mechanisms long ago. She drew closer to William and suddenly spoke in an alarmed and distorted electronic voice: “WALTER!!! NO!!!!”

The robot darted towards the back of the Warehouse, ironically entering the secret compartment she was found in and wedging herself towards the back.

Tails sprung up to follow her, but William waved him off. “Let me talk to her. She will know who I am and hopefully trust me. Obviously her last memories were not good ones.”

William peered into the compartment where he could see CC huddling at the very back. He thought he saw her shaking, a few sparks dripping off her damaged impeller.

“CC, it’s William. It’s okay. We found you. You’re safe.”

“Will-William?” stuttered CC. She shook side-to-side as if shaking her head “NO! Walter is trick-tricky. Trying to trick me! Will not-not hurt me again… not turn me-me-me off…”

“CC, it’s me, William. I promise nothing bad will happen if you come out.”

“Need… more data. Visual in-inconclusive. Analyzing voice print.” CC’s voice sounded softer, more normal. The stress on her systems was easing as her processors ran calculations for the first time in decades. Her camera slowly turned towards the opening and tried to focus on the woodchuck looking in. “William? It is… really… you?”

William smiled. “Of course it is, CC.”

The lubricants in the camera finally reached its parched mechanisms and CC’s image of her friend came into focus. William thought he saw the long-lost robot startle a bit. “William. You… you have… become… old…”

William laughed gently and warmly. “Yes it has been a while. But all that matters is that you are back. Come out. There’s someone I want you to meet.”

CC slowly moved towards the opening and looked around. “We… are in the Ware-house?” she asked timidly. “It is-is-is so empty. Where is everything-thing?” She stuttered as her processors struggled to process all the new information bombarding her systems.

“All in good time,” said William softly. He didn’t want to completely overload the confused ‘bot with everything that had happened in the years she was in that box. William motioned Tails to come closer. CC looked at the two-tailed fox inquisitively. “CC, this is Tails. He found you inside a box in the compartment where you’re hiding.” CC focused on Tails and his unique feature. “You-you have an appropriate name…” she said hesitantly.

Tails smiled at the nervous robot peering back at him. “My name is Miles, but my friends call me Tails. Can I call you a friend, CC?” CC looked at William, then Tails, then back at William. “Friends?” she asked. “William, you are… friends?” William smiled and nodded. “Then I am friends with Tails as well,” she stated firmly, as she confidently floated out of the storage compartment. William greeted her with a hug. “Welcome back, CC,” he said. She wobbled a bit as her sketchy impeller sparked again. “Here, let me take a look at that,” said Tails, concerned. “I didn’t think the damage was that bad.” He carefully held CC as he scanned the dented, cracked vane with a diagnostic tool.

His touch is so gentle, CC thought. This is someone I need to know better.

Of course the lights picked that moment to flicker and wink out again. William groaned, as the three stood in the darkened Warehouse, illuminated only by CC’s LED lighting. “Did Walter forget to pay the power bill again?” she asked innocently.

William looked at her sadly. “There’s a lot you need to know. First is that Walter died, quite some time ago.” CC looked surprised, then scared. “Oh no! How? Did he… when he was removing my battery there was a spark… I didn’t…”

“No, no, it was some time after that,” William reassured the nervous ‘bot. “It was nothing you did.”

“So why is the electricity shut off?” CC puzzled. William sighed. “It would be easier to show you.” He hoped that enough of CC’s processors were fully back up to speed that she could handle what lay beyond the door, and was glad Tails was holding her when they entered the open area of the Fabratory.

As they exited the Warehouse, they could see that the Reclamation crew had made significant headway. The remains of the Storefront had been completely removed, as had a significant portion of the front-facing main wall of the Production area. Temporary supports had been installed to keep the remaining structure of the Fabratory from collapsing unexpectedly, replacing the cranes from earlier in the day. Battery powered light poles now illuminated the previously darkened areas of the Production floor, further highlighting the decay and destruction.

Bob saw the three emerge and trotted up to William, handing him the faded sign from the front of the building. “Here, Mr. Woodchuck,” he said respectfully. “I thought you’d want to keep this.”

CC seemed like she was in shock, her systems overloaded and on the verge of failure at the scene in front of her. “ERROR. This-can-not-be,” she stated mechanically. “What-what-what-hap-pen-ed…” Tails patted her “head” gently. “There was a bad Storm several years ago,” explained William softly. “The building couldn’t handle it. I saved what I could.”

The ‘bot still seemed overtaxed. “But-but-but ERROR. There-there-is-no-Fac-tor-y. What-what is my-my purpose?”

Tails spoke up first. “My company is partnering with William to move your operations to our facility. You and all the WW Widgets team will be working with me from now on.”

The ovoid robot activated her impellers and floated out of Tails’ arms, turning to look at him. “Why… would you… do… this?” Her voice sounded more normal although she still struggled to speak through her overclocked processors. Tails smiled at the jittery robot, trying to calm her further. “Because all of you are special. Your designs. Your teamwork. Your friendships. It’s something I want to see continue for as long as possible.”

CC felt herself shudder a bit, unsure if her balky impeller was failing again or if it was from comprehending the two-tailed fox’s words. Who _is_ this Mobian? she thought again. He is like no other one I have ever met!

“Of course,” thought Miles out loud, “I could use a lab assistant… if you’re thinking of doing something different than manufacturing.”

CC looked quizzically at Tails, then back at William. “I… do not know.” She seemed confused. “It sounds… interesting to work with Tails. But I do not want the Fabratory Team to not have someone to interpret for them.”

William responded, “CC, you were already pushing the boundaries of the Business before you disappeared. You would soon have needed more space and greater challenges, and to expand your horizons beyond the Fabratory. I’m so proud to see how you have grown, and would certainly miss you if I saw you less. But it’s your choice. You need to decide what’s best for you.”

CC looked surprised, then confused. “I… can decide?” she turned aside talking to herself yet loud enough that the two Mobians could hear. “I… always had… to ask… permission… before. This… is a new… parameter… processing… calculating…”

She then recalled Tails’ given name from when they were introduced. Would it be wrong to do an online search of him? To have more information, more data to make a better… choice? She turned to the fox. “Miles, is that your only name?” Tails had an idea of what she was doing, and played along. “My full name is Miles Prower. Do you need me to spell it?”

“No, thank you…” replied CC respectfully, her voice trailing off. She submitted the search and was instantly inundated with all the adventures and accomplishments of the tall fox who stood before her. She was amazed at someone who knew and did so much… and was so thoughtful, selfless, and gentle as well.

Logically, the choice is obvious, she thought to herself. But the Fabratory…

“Can I still see William and my ‘Fab… friends… _occasionally_... if I… want?” asked CC sheepishly.

“Absolutely,” replied Tails.

“Then I would be proud to be your Lab Assistant!” exclaimed CC, a happy tone in her voice.

Timing struck again as Bob’s Team chose that moment to drop another Fabratory wall away from where the trio was standing. “SORRY BOSS!” called out Bob from out of sight. They all laughed, but CC noticed that William looked sad.

“William, I can stay with you and the Production Team,” she started. “I… I do not want you to be… upset.”

The old woodchuck smiled genuinely. “No, CC. I want to you go. Grow. Excel. Evolve. Be all that you were built and designed to be. And more.”

After a moment of reflection, William turned in the direction of his home. “Now come on,” he said motioning the robot and fox to follow him. “There’s going to be quite the party at the house when CC comes in.”

#e-vay #fanfic #cc the ai #tall!tails #william woodchuck

[area51-escapee]

I don’t think my mom realizes how unreasonable the changes she thinks we should make are and I’m just like oh I just. Have to figure this out ig

#vent tw #so I’m expected to just #get up and go to work. come home from work #make dinner. and then immediately do all the dishes from dinner + what they accumulated through the day #every day #not to mention when I have to stop and get something to make for dinner cuz they rarely grocery shop #all of this assigned to the worst functioning family member. yeah that sounds like a good idea. I can barely move after work most days #but yeah I’ll do. everything y’all don’t do during the day #because. they don’t. they spend the day doing whatever they want and then go to work #which for them is just going to a different room most days #I have to get up at fucking 5 am every fucking day #I understand this is stuff I’d have to do on my own anyway if I lived alone or with a roommate #but then I’d only be doing it for myself or me and a roommate working together #not. for a family of 4 #doing all this when I’m barely even fucking there #how does this only sound unfair to me #I barely live there #it feels like renting a room I can’t actually use most of the house #what the fuck

[toytulini]

if you draw enough monster ocs, when you go back to drawing a human character, it feels like "sameface syndrome" everytime, by virtue of their face being. human.

#toy txt post #or maybe i am just sameface syndrome #but also different face syndrome #two characters will have the same face but then the next time i draw those characters its a different face than they had last time! #i know part of it is being out of practice but also there is definitely an element of feeling constrained by human facial structure lmao #the monsters have Their Own Problems but like. no one has a face like bokrae no matter how inconsistent i am about drawing her #her features are iconic enough to her that you can tell everytime #birdie???? i faceclaimed eartha kitt for her and im still struggling cos i feel weird about faceclaiming as a concept #but even then 😭 one time i was trying to give headloose a face and someone was like wow he looks like birdie! #me 😭😭😭😭😭 what!!!!!! hes not supposed to!!!!!!!!!!!!! #i need to practice. features #you know the worst part about coming up w a bunch of fuckin Scenarios in my brain for ocs is that i have even fucking Drawn them yet #to give them like. iconic staple features and figure out what their faces look like. which feels like it would really help to have that #knowledge and muscle memory before i jump into trying to draw intense scenes with difficult poses!! #not to mention. listen. i can do the monster faces. somewhat. the bodies??????????? well for one. theyre too big everytime #im convinced i could be trying to draw bokrae on like a full ass wall size paper like a mural thing and run out of room. it just keeps #happening. i have no sense of scale for them either. by which i mean i struggle w scale already and also cant decide what i want it to be #and ive tried to handwave it away by being like ohhh uh. birdie casts spells on them to change their sizes for convenience but also #no. perhaps that explanation works for other ppl. @ myself tho its not good enough i Know Better!!!!!! #agh!!!!!!! i really need to figure out bokrae's Teeth also. like i dont. i coukd get away with it. but i should. and i want to. #anyway all this to say that i need to give these characters faces and body designs (actually the body designs for humanoid ocs is the easy #part. the faces are whats stumping me? well. i need more practice w all the body types again but like i Know what im Going For at least. #for the most part anyway. havent fully figured out heights. struggling w characters that i want to make short but give imposing tall energy #on occasion? birdie can be short all day long no problem. I want Alasdair to be short enough that he has a bunch of short boyfriends that #feel tall around him? bytte was going to be like 6ft max but then i thought about making her taller and like. what if i made her taller #headloose is not that /short/ but he is Not Tall and prolly pretty lean? twink build for sure #and of course all these short /tall distinctions come with a bias of relativity to my own height which i categorize as medium height #but short ppl call me tall and insist its not average and tall ppl call me short. (5'6) and then i have to factor in how the gender changes #the dynamic of a height like my height is Short For A Man but medium to tall for a Woman. which id argue is medium height bc mens heights #are socially held to high standards (hehe) and also i know ethnicity/race is also a factor? but im out of tags. rip. bye