#I got worried for a sec but thankfully it's all good

[wayfinderships]

GOOD MORNING GAMERS! DUNGEON MESHI ANIME TODAY!! I GOT TO SEE MY GUY ANIMATED!!!

#pan rambles #Feels so good to see him animated and hearing his voice and- #Also I'm. so so relieved they were normal about Marcille when she was on those vines #I got worried for a sec but thankfully it's all good #Back to Laios though! gjdbgkdnfk THERE HE IIIIS #I'll probably rewatch the episode a bit later but yeah-sfjsnfkdj #f/o: 🍖

[inuyashaluver]

Hey, I have an idea for a Maybe you could do something with asthma where the reader gives her best during training or something but it got worse and then Guro helps reader ???

You don’t have to write it with Guro you can chose who you write for

Thankss

here for you - niamh charles

niamh charles x reader

description: in which reader has asthma and pushes themselves to their limit, resulting in a minor asthma attack, thankfully, your girlfriend knows exactly what to do

warnings: asthma attack, comfort, slight self loathing but very brief, lovesick idiots

a/n: hellooo, thank you so much for the request, I also have asthma so this was quite funny hehe, hope you enjoy! btw - lovely person who requested this asked for niamh instead!!

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asthma was something you struggled with all your life. it was always recommended that sport would allow you to benefit from the disease and expand your lung capacity, thankfully, your parents put you in soccer young - resulting in you getting signed to chelsea and the lionesses.

you met your girlfriend, niamh in the lioness youth teams, mainly acquainted until she got signed to your club, chelsea. you both began to grow closer to one another, steadily forming into a relationship after both of your pining and a steady push from your friends.

niamh knew about your asthma, she frequently got anxious thinking about you being in a vulnerable state. she always had your medication on her person just in case. especially now, since you were overseas at national camp, there is no way she would let anything happen to you. proven on your team walk in a foreign city.

“niamh, baby, you don’t have to carry my medication for me, I feel bad”

“I know babe, I just want to be extra prepared, what if something happens to you? also, you don’t need to feel bad about anything, silly”

she grabbed your hand in hers and lightly swung them back and forth, smiling down at you and placing a quick kiss on your lips.

you placed your cheek on her shoulder, lightly cuddling into her as you walked. after a lovely moment in solitude, you hear people behind you grimacing. you both turn to face milly and mary gagging,

“ugh we get it! you’re in love, good for you!” mary makes kissing noises at both of you. you look up at niamh again, “it is good for us isn’t it, baby” she leaned down and pulled you into a longer kiss, purposely stopping in front of them to hear their continued grimaced noises. you giggled when she pulled away and you bumped your shoulder with her own.

“you’re silly, niamhy baby”

“only for you, my girl” she smiled, shaking her head at you, giggling.

it was time for training, the final match was slowly approaching, meaning training was getting more intense and the girls are getting more serious.

everything was going well at first. everyone was doing training drills and light laps around the training grounds. you and niamh always partnered up for drills, she wanted to keep and eye on you but you were also both so incredibly obsessed with each other that any amount of separation was painful.

while the team was doing their laps, niamh noticed your laboured breathing, much heavier than it would be regularly. her alarm bells ringing as she looks at you concerned.

“hey, baby, how about we stop for a sec and have a drink hm?” she asked, slowing down to walking instead of jogging.

“niamhy, I’m okay” you breathe out,

“you’re not though, baby, please?”

“I promise I’m okay, beautiful, I’ll have a drink after we’re done.” you sped up and ran past her, you felt guilty that all she was focusing on was you and felt some separation from her would ease her worries.

she frowns watching you run away from her, watching you catch up to ella, alessia and maya. she decided to give you your space, as much as it was hurting her, she didn’t want to stress you out. she put her hand on your puffer in her pocket, squeezing it slightly, thoughts racing through her mind. she was stressed, and she couldn’t focus.

during the mini match, you were placed on the opposite team. you actively avoided niamh, still feeling extremely guilty that she felt that she was responsible for you. you’re stress and the intensity of the game had you struggling to breathe. you were standing with your hands on your hips while the play was going on. you couldn’t breathe. alessia, placed on the same team as you grabbed your arm and told you to sit down.

you were coughing and wheezing uncontrollably, you were having an asthma attack. niamh’s worst nightmare. she immediately sprinted over to you.

“(y/n/n)?” alessia asked “are you okay, love?”

you shook your head.

“need-” you breathe out, “niamh-”you continued to cough. you felt alessia move off you as niamh arrived where you were.

niamh took the puffer out of her pocket, kneeling in front of you.

“baby” she exhaled “baby, try and take a deep breath for me” she made eye contact with you

the girls moved away from the both of you, wanting to give you and niamh your space, this didn’t mean they weren’t looking at you concerned from a distance.

niamh directed the puffer into your mouth, placing a hand on your knee and lightly rubbing her thumb against it.

“breathe in, baby,” you inhale the medication, taking four breaths, “good girl baby, okay three more”

she administered the medication to you, your breathing finally regulated.

“well done, baby! all better?” you nodded at niamh but instantly started to cry.

“niamhy, baby” you cry out, tears frantically running down your face.

“what’s wrong, lovey?” she grabbed your face in between her hands, wiping the tears off your cheeks

“I’m so sorry” you shook your head in between her hands, closing your eyes tightly.

“hey, hey, hey, baby” she moved your head upwards in her hands, “(y/n), look at me, love, come on” she only called you your first name when you were in trouble, or you were in a serious situation

you open your eyes to look at her pouting,

“what are you sorry about?”

“that i'm a burden to you, you always have to look out for me and i’m making you miserable.”

she looked at you in disbelief, she was so upset at your words, her own tears brimming in her eyes.

“you listen to m,e (y/n) (y/l/n), you are never a burden to me, nor are you making me miserable, how could you even say that. you’re my girlfriend and I love you.” she spoke, not stuttering on any of her words.

“ if I didn’t want to take care of you, I wouldn’t. but guess what, baby, I do want to look after you. and I will for the rest of my life. my baby girl. don’t speak about yourself like that. it hurts me”

“is this why you’re distancing yourself from me?” you nodded at her with a pout. she looked right into your eyes. a tear ran down her cheek. you moved up to kiss it away and pulled her down into a tight embrace. crashing you down to the floor, her lying on top of you.

“I’m so sorry, baby” you spoke into her neck.

“if you apologise one more time I won’t hesitate to beat you up”

you laugh at her, she moves to slightly straddle your waist.

“I’m always here for you, okay?” you nod at her

“me too, baby” she puts her pinky out to you and you link your own with hers. smiling gently at each other.

“I like this position” you wink at her,

“cheeky” she shakes her head at you. she moves off you and grabs your hands to pull you up.

niamh pulls you into another tight hug. she whispers in your ear. “at least wait till we get back to the room.” her hand was on your lower back, beginning to move lower and lower.

“niamh charles! who’s the cheeky one now!” you exclaim, moving slightly to keep her at arms length.

“you love it, don’t lie.” she laughs when you don’t decline, giving you a loving, short kiss, communicating all her love and affection.

“alright you two! enough!” millie, your chelsea teammate expresses, “i can’t escape both of you.”

niamh picks you up bridal style and you yelp, quickly wrapping your arms around her neck. the entire team was smiling at the both of you, loving that your love was so genuine for each other.

“it’s not my fault, mills, she’s obsessed with me” niamh calls out, walking over to the rest of the team and placing you on the ground.

“no denying that, charles” you say, feeling her arms wrap around you and resting her head on your shoulder.

“okay, (y/l/n), sit down for a couple minutes and freshen up, you can join in a little later” sarina says, “the rest of you back to work!” she smiles at you and you go to move to the bench, stopped by niamh’s grip. you laugh and hold her hands and she places multiple pecks on your neck.

“charles! that means you too!” sarina yells, “I’m going! I’m going!” sarina and you both laugh at her antics.

she grabs your head with her hands again, peppering your entire face with kisses and finally landing on your lips, giving you a little kiss.

“love you, bye!” niamh gives you cheek a squeeze,

“I love you too, niamhy baby, off you go” giving her a light tap on her backside as she runs away from you.

“cheeky!” she yells out, running backwards and giving you a wink.

she managed to score a goal, pointing her finger at you. “for my baby!” you shake your head at her and blow her a kiss and she returns the gesture.

on the bus home, you both fell asleep, cuddling up to each other on the way to the hotel. everyone was gushing over you two, equally loving your relationship, you were in love and everyone couldn’t be happier.

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for the sake of the fic, this is you and not tooney (TOONEY I LOVE YOU)

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[pensat-i-fet]

Do you want to play a game? (Pedri x Reader)

**Hi! I got another Pedri request. I don't normally need warnings but I thought I would let you know there are a few quick mentions of anxiety. It's not much but if that is something you don't feel ok reading for whatever reason, you can skip this one 😊 Also, I read the title in the Ghostface voice because of Scream 5. You might want to try it. Anyways, enjoy! ❤️**

Word count: 2086

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"You are coming to the match tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, hello Ansu. How are you? Me? Oh, I'm fine. Thanks for asking".

"Are you coming or not? I need to sort out the invitations".

"I am", you said, rolling your eyes. You liked football but not that much. But Ansu was obsessed with you attending all the home matches lately and meeting his teammates.

And the reason for that was he knew one of his best friends in the team, Pedri, had been crushing on you for a while. He wouldn't admit it at first but…well, it really was that obvious.

"She'll be at the match".

"Who?"

"Come on, Pedri. You know who. And I'll convince her to come to your place after the match".

It was Pedri's turn to host a little gathering with some of the boys after the match and Ansu was trying to think of ways to leave you two alone at some point.

He knew you liked Pedri too, even if you had denied it. But he knew you well and also would never push you to be with a guy you didn't at least find attractive.

What Ansu didn't tell any of you was that your ticket was for the seat next to Pedri's. He still couldn't play because of his injury, so he had to watch the match from the stands.

"Hi. There must be a mistake. Don't you have to sit with the other injured players? Why am I here?"

Pedri had an idea why. "I didn't want to be there today. Too many cameras and all that".

"Right. Well…".

“I could find you another seat or…”.

“No, it’s fine”, you said, trying not to blush at the prospect of spending two hours sitting down next to him. "I'm ok sitting here with you".

But the match went by pretty quickly. How could it not when your best friend scored two early goals that had you jumping from your seat? And that also meant you and Pedri found an easy first topic to talk about. You always felt weird when Ansu left you alone with his teammates. The only one you’ve known for a while was Eric. What were you supposed to chat about with the rest?

“See you in a bit”, said Pedri when you were leaving after the match.

“You will?”

“Aren’t you coming to my place? We’ll be meeting there and Ansu said you’ll join us like you have the last few times”.

“Right. Sure! See you there”.

You made your way to the car, wondering why Ansu kept making plans for you without telling you first. And you were also mentally checking if you had the time to run back home and get changed.

“Hi!”, you beamed when Ansu got to the car and hugged him to congratulate him on his great performance.

“Ready to go?”

“Can we stop by my place for a sec?”

“Why? We’ll be late. Even more than we already are”.

“I need to change my outfit”.

He raised his eyebrow, looking at the clothes you were wearing. “You look fine. We’ll just be home watching some movies or whatever, no need to dress up”.

“But I don’t look good”.

“Who do you want to look good for?”

“Start driving before I hit you. And stop smirking. I’m feeling insecure and you’re being mean”.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure Pedri can reassure you and tell you how pretty you look”.

“I hate you”.

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The weather forecast was bad. A lot of areas in the eastern side of Spain had been surprised by big storms and now it seemed it was time for Barcelona to join the party.

Thankfully for you, you made it to Pedri’s right when the storm started to get worse. Driving in those conditions always felt pretty scary.

“You made it!”, exclaimed Eric, opening the door for you so you could get inside quickly.

“Barely”, you said, sighing.

Everyone else was already there and you joined them right when they were choosing a movie to watch.

“It’s spooky outside”, said Gavi, ��how about a horror movie?”

Both Ansu and Eric looked at you, the horror movie expert. “What?”

“You know those movies. Choose one!”

“I…ehhh…”, you didn’t enjoy seeing everyone stare at you. “Bodies bodies bodies?”

“Huh?”

“The movie. It’s about all these friends in a mansion hiding from a storm and they play a game and…well, it’s a horror movie. It obviously doesn’t end well”.

“Ok”, they all said and went to the big tv to find the movie.

After excusing yourself to go to the bathroom before the movie started, as if missing 5 seconds of a movie you’ve watched ten times was a huge drama, you got back to the living room and tried to find a place to sit.

There was only one spot available, right in between Ansu and Pedri. Your friend looked up at you and you moved your head to motion for him to move near his teammate but he shook his head.

“You little shit”, you whispered but it only made him smile more.

“So you’re a horror movie fan?”, said Pedri and you turned to look at him.

“Yeah”.

“I’m not the biggest fan myself. I get scared too easily”.

You laughed before Ansu had to ruin it. “You can hold her hand if you get too scared. She’ll protect you from the monsters”.

"Ignore him", said Pedri, making you blush even more.

The movie started and you relaxed, watching the already familiar story for you and waiting for everyone's reactions to the jumpscares and plot twists.

"I cannot believe that happened", told you Pedri when the movie finished.

"I know", you said, laughing. "I was so shocked the first time I watched it. I didn't see it coming at all".

“Do you want to play a game?”, asked Eric, and you all looked at him, confused. "We should play a game too. To pass the time. There's no way we can drive home in this weather", said Eric when he got up to turn the lights on.

"Not the game from the movie, right?"

"No, something more…simple?", he shrugged. "Hide and seek?"

"Eric, haven't you seen Ready or not?"

He rolled his eyes at your comment. "No one got married today. We'll be fine".

"What?", Gavi's confused face made you laugh.

"We'll watch that movie another day. You'll get it then".

So hide and seek it was. At least it was a big house so the game could be fun.

After a couple of rounds, you were trying to study the house well to find the perfect hiding spot. You always took games way too seriously.

"I have an idea", whispered Ansu when he found Pedri.

"What do you mean?"

"What is a place here where no one will find you?"

"I'm not telling you".

"Pedri, forget about the game. I just want to help you spend some alone time with a certain someone".

"Stop it. You are making her uncomfortable and she'll push me away because of you", Pedri was shaking his head but the idea wasn't so bad.

So even though he left Ansu there, hiding, he quickly thought of all the places where he could take you. Just so you could win the game, of course.

"Hey".

You jumped hearing his whisper and he laughed. "You're going to get us caught".

"Follow me. I know a place where we can hide".

Why was he helping you? But this was his house, so if anyone knew where to hide, it'd be him.

Both of you walked slowly, trying not to make any noise. And then you were alone in a room.

"Is this your room?"

"What? No. This is not a trick to get you in my room…".

"Ok".

"It’s the guest room. And there is a small room that we used to use for storage. Not even my brother will think of looking there".

"Smart", you said, following him inside.

The room was…small. But big enough to keep some distance between you two. A small lamp provided a bit of light, which you appreciated. You had to leave your phones in the living room so you couldn't use the torch.

"What if they never find us here?"

Pedri's laugh was interrupted by another lighting.

"One, two, three …".

"Do you do that thing to guess how far away the lightning is?"

"It used to calm me down as a kid. Storms can be scary for children. I'm tough now".

With the sound of the thunderstorm as background noise for your conversation, you kept making small talk and waiting to be found. But the hiding spot was really that good.

"So you want to study…", the thunder that interrupted Pedri was so loud, it made you both jump. "Jesus!"

And then, the electricity went out, which meant the little room was completely dark. You felt your whole body tense.

"It'll come back in a second, I'm sure".

But you weren't listening. You couldn't listen to anything in your state.

"Hey, you ok?"

Pedri was trying to look at you in the darkness but couldn't see much.

"I'm afraid of the dark", you managed to say. And he laughed.

That sound made you feel even more anxious. How could he laugh when you were feeling so scared?

"You watch all those horror movies but are scared of the dark? That's hilarious".

He expected to hear you laugh back but that never happened. And he quickly realised how stupid he had been.

"Are you really scared? I'm an idiot. Sorry!"

He got up to open the door. The guest room didn't have any light either but some light could come through the window. He just needed to go there and open the curtains.

"Don't leave", you whispered.

"I just need to open the curtains and…".

Another thunder scared you so much that you let out a little whimper. Pedri needed to think and he needed to do it fast.

"I'll stay here with you, ok? The electricity will be back in a second and we'll be fine".

He sat down next to you and put his arm around your shoulders. During the movie, he had imagined himself doing that classic move but…too many people around. Now it didn't feel romantic at all. He could tell how terrified you were by how stiff your body was, so he moved you towards him to try and give you some comfort.

"So it has to be me holding your hand so you aren't scared after all".

You closed your eyes, placing your head on his shoulder and trying to control your breathing.

"That was a joke, by the way. I'm sorry I laughed before. I didn't think your fear was so serious".

"I know".

Your voice was still weak but Pedri thought it was a good sign you could talk.

When the next lightning came, you didn't jump at the sudden light.

"One, two, three, four, five, six…how many kilometres was that?"

"Two", you said, a small smile on your face.

"You're better than me at math. How many seconds does it have to be so we can pretend it comes from my hometown?"

"I don't think that's how the distance thing works".

"I said pretend…and I'm rolling my eyes, by the way. I say it because you can't see me".

The smile was substituted by a giggle.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Yes, thank you".

"Do you want to move now? The rest of the room is bigger and if we open the curtains, we can get some light inside the room", he offered. But you still didn't feel strong enough.

"Not yet. I'm fine like this".

Your words were followed by your moving closer to cuddle him better.

"You know? I'm not sure it wasn't Ansu who planned all this so we could finally be alone like this".

Your laugh was now louder. "Was it him that caused this storm too?"

"Have you heard his singing? We can't completely rule out it was his fault".

The noise of footsteps reminded you two you weren't alone in the house. And it was Eric, torch in hand, that found you.

"Oh God, you are here. I was so worried about you and your fear of the dark. Are you ok?"

"I think she's more than fine", said Ansu when he got to the room and saw you and Pedri. "And four is a crowd. Let's go somewhere else, Eric. Leave the lovebirds alone".

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[madneedshelp]

Smoke - Jake Kiszka x FReader

pic : sophiechoosestheroad instagram

Summary: Jake wants to try something new for a show, and who better to help him out than you?

Warnings: some adult language, implied sex

Note: This is purely inspired by all the eyeliner pics because I am an absolute whore for men in eyeliner. Sorry it’s a bit short, I just had to get something out because these pictures are my whole train of thought right now.

“Babe! Can you come in here for a sec?” 

Your head snaps up at the frantic call for you coming from your boyfriend. 

“Coming!” You hurry out of your seat backstage and head for Jake’s dressing room.

The pounding of your heart instantly calms once you see inside. He sounded purely panicked a second ago and you were expecting something awful. You thought maybe he’d hurt himself or ruined his stage clothes, but no. This was nothing of the sort.

Jake had eyeliner messily smeared all over his fear-widened eyes. 

“It won’t come off.” He whispered, tissues in hand. You couldn’t help but laugh at him. “Hey, it’s not funny, sweetheart. I’m serious, this shit is on there good.” 

“It’s a little funny.” You gave him a quick peck on the cheek. “Give me one minute.” 

Thankfully, Josh was getting his rhinestones done and their makeup artist always had plenty of remover on her. You popped over, acquired some makeup remover, and make it back to your worried boyfriend in seconds flat. You sat him down and immediately got to work.

“Here, look up and try not to move or blink, if you can.” You murmured as you began to gently wipe off the eyeliner. 

“Thank you, baby. I really appreciate it.” He began to visibly relax as you worked. 

“Of course. And you weren’t kidding, this stuff really is stuck on there. I’ve just about got it all, though.” As you wiped away the last of the eyeliner, another question came to mind. “What inspired all this anyway, Jakey?”

His cheeks flushed slightly. “I don’t know…I guess everyone else has been doing something lately. Sammy did some rhinestones, so does Josh, and Danny does too. I just thought maybe I’d use some of this.” He paused for a moment, and you were truly shocked to see him this bashful. “Do you think people would like it?”

You swore you could feel your heart melting a little bit. “Well, even though what matters most is that you like it, I think everyone would love it.”

“Would you help me do it right this time?” 

The question came so suddenly, and it was a bit of a rarity. Jake didn’t usually ask you for help, he didn’t really ask anyone for help. It definitely wasn’t his strong suit. That’s how you could tell this meant a lot to him. 

“Are you sure you want me to do it? I think Josh is almost done, I could go get-” You were cut off before you could finish.

“No, I want you to do it, baby. I’m sure.” He leaned up to plant a kiss on your lips. 

The kiss left a smile on your lips as you nodded. “Okay, I’ll do it. You’re really twisting my leg here, Jacob.” 

While he didn’t like to ask for help and was relentlessly stubborn at times, he was following instructions incredibly well. You told him not to move, and he was practically a statue. While you did your own eyeliner at times, doing it on other people was trickier, but you could tell he was doing his best to make it easy for you. 

You finished up by gliding the eyeliner pencil over his bottom waterline one more time and then stepped back to admire your handy work. 

“How is it?” He looked up at you with excited brown eyes.

“Honest answer?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Always.”

“It’s hot as fuck, Jakey.” 

He stood and went to go look in the mirror himself. He looked very pleased with the look and shot a glance back in your direction. “All thanks to my wonderful makeup artist.”

You stepped up behind him and wrapped your arms snugly around his waist. “No, it’s all you for sure. You look fantastic.”

His grin turned into more of a mischievous smirk. “You really like it that much?” 

Now you were the one with flushed cheeks. Your boyfriend was attractive no matter what he was wearing, but something about the eyeliner…it was doing something for you. 

“Yeah, it’s alright I guess...” You feigned nonchalance. 

He turned and leaned down to whisper in your ear. “Want to show me how much you like it?”

His words sent heat flooding through you, and you desperately wanted to oblige him, but a knock outside the door derailed your plans.

“Jake! Ten minutes to go, brother!” Sam called from the hall. 

Jake cursed under his breath. “Sorry, love.”

“No worries. Duty calls, rockstar. We can always revisit this later.” You gave him one last kiss before he was off to grab his guitar and go out on stage.

And revisit it later you did. And when you revisited it, you made sure he left the eyeliner on. 

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[deannagrey]

Just Dare Me: Chapter 2 (4/4)

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

My second attempt on the bull went much smoother — which isn’t saying much but I did manage to mount it this time. I yelped in celebration, tossing both hands in the air like I was a ref calling a touchdown. A few people nearby clapped for me, too. My workwear appearance was starting to garner attention. Could a cubicle worker stay on a bull longer than resident riders? Stay tuned to find out.

David gave me a clap as well. It was slow and mocking to match the glint in his eyes. He was so ready for my fall.

“All good?” the operator asked when I finally stopped squirming around to find a decent position.

“Not much traction,” I complained, mostly to myself.

“That’s the point,” David reminded me.

The operator chuckled and nodded in agreement. “You ready to start?”

“One sec,” I said and held my middle finger out at David. He laughed and returned the gesture. “Okay, now I’m good to go.”

The machine kicked into motion. Despite the slow, steady back and forth, I squealed enough for the operator to repeatedly ask me if I wanted to stop.

“No, no.” I gripped the strap so tight I thought my wrist might pop out of the socket. “I can do this.”

Somewhere along the line, I made up my mind that I was going to try for the record. Yes, occasionally, I could be one of the densest girls in the world. My toxic trait was thinking I smash any goal set before me. I might mope, whine, and complain about doing something new. But when push came to shove I always went big before going home.

A few onlookers whistled and cheered for me when they realized I didn’t go flying off the bull in the first second. Instinctively, my legs tightened and my body moved in rhythm with the machine. I was moving too fast to make out anyone, least of all David. I knew for a fact he was still watching me though.

The operator asked if I wanted to go a notch up. I gave him the yes signal. Bad idea. My neck whipped around enough that I knew I'd feel soreness in the morning. And my ass cheeks…god, I thought my upper body would be getting most of the beating during this process.

As to be expected, I felt like a loser on this silly machine. Had to look like one, too. Was there any way to look good on a bull? There had to be some kind of technique because the up and down came off as a bit erotic when I watched clips of some people.

Once again, the operator asked if I wanted to go up another notch. I gave him a thumbs up. My hand barely went back down before I got thrown headfirst into the mat. Thankfully, I landed on my side and not my head. The fall was rough enough to knock the wind out of me. My small crowd cheered for me. I stayed flat on my back, not moving as my brain caught up to my body.

“You okay, Miss?” the operator sounded worried, but it was David who joined me on the mat.

His head appeared over mine. I got an upside-down view of his face because. He placed his hands on both sides of my head, leaning in to get a better look at me. The worry in his eyes was new. It blossomed, traveling from his eyes to his jaw, making muscles tight. I triggered a lot of emotions for David. Mainly ones that sparked arguments. But this emotion looked ready to trigger an apology.

“You going to help me up? Or did you just come in here to admire my beauty?” I reached out my hand, trying to see if this new mood would stick around. Maybe my near-death experience would make him finally offer a nice word to me.

David stared at my outstretched palm like it was poisonous. His worry melted into nonexistence when he saw me smile.

“Get up,” he ordered in a hard voice. “You’re holding up the line.”

I scowled and pushed myself into a sitting position. Sure enough, people were queued up, voluntarily willing to get yanked around until their brains rattled. I fumbled my way off the mat, nearly tripping when I realized how dizzy I felt. My boots were gone from the spot where I left them. The operator nudged his chin toward David who was a few paces away.

“Nice work. Nowhere near record level but…” The operator shrugged and handed me a drink voucher. There was a number written on the back of it. “This one’s on me.”

The wink he gave me before I left went straight to my head. I guess I didn’t look too foolish on the bull.

“You know what?” I said as soon as I caught up with David.

He raised a brow as if he could care less. My boots were in his hands, and I left them there for the time being, enjoying the idea of having a personal caddy for the night.

“I think I’m having that drink,” I said, waving my voucher back and forth. “Got to celebrate my victory after all.”

David frowned and said, “Fine. After you.”

#westbrookeangels

[stuck-in-2012]

Theres nothing wrong with you, its true, its true

“Hey, have you seen...” Peter trailed off as he looked around the room searching for the one missing face among his team.

“I thought they were with you?” Ava asked, watching Sam’s face slowly contort in worry, hand reaching out to his helmet, ready to zip away in a blur of blue light.

“Yeah… they were. I’m here for…” Peter pointed at Sam.

All eyes turned to Nova as he stood slowly, nerves getting the better of him. Something was wrong. Not ‘time to dive over the tricarrier and make a dash before they hit the ground below’ level wrong, but Webs’ brows were knit and he came looking for Sam specifically. That only happened when a special kind of TLC was needed. “Where?” Sam’s terse voice came out like a demand as he put his helmet on.

“The usual”. Peter hadn’t gotten three syllables before Sam was gone down the hall.

“So what happened?” Ava asked as Spidey sat down.

“Fell into the wrong corner of the internet.” At Danny’s confused look Peter went on. “ ‘Phobes, “that doesn’t exist”, just crummy people being crummy people.”

Iron First nodded and frowned at the hall sympathetically.

 Nova stopped outside the locked door. “Babe? It’s Sammy, can I…” He paused, not so much waiting for a response but listening for… The door panel light changed to green indicating it was open from the inside. As Nova opened the door, light flooded the room. …’sign 1: sitting in the dark’. “Oh, honey…”

He took his helmet off and sat nearly flush on the bed. Sam held his arms open slightly. Not a demand, just an offer. A welcome one at that, tangled hair got pressed into the side of his face as he was pulled close. Sam could admit he wasn’t the best at comforting and worse at offering affirmation but thankfully he was dating someone that gave really good preemptive instructions for how to help and what to do when/if they get like… this.

“Mm?” Sam prompted, nuzzling.

“Mm-mm.” Well, alright then… ‘sign 2: not having emotional energy to communicate verbally’.

“Do you…” before Sam could offer things he knew they liked they started to cry. “Yay, there you go I gotchu…”

“It… it sucks!” they clutched onto the gold straps of his suit as shaky breaths turned into earnest sobs. “Just, sucks.”

Gentle pets and tight hugs, helped the tension ease and the tears flow. Letting it out always was the best thing for them. Sam took a deep breath -one they mimicked trying to calm down. “No, no no, let it out, gumball, let it out”- hearing them sob like this was always contagious, making his eyes water. Sam reached for their phone, their ears must be ringing like sirens in the silence... ah, yup. A familiar icon; four houses: three blank, one with colorful stripes.

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As the emotional chords and lyrics filled the small space as did more tears and sobs. Sam held the shaking body close as the song looped again and again. When the first yawn broke through he knew they’d feel better soon. They tugged at the strap they still held getting Nova’s attention. When he looked down they pressed the tips of their fingers to their chin and pulled a flat hand away from their face.

“Don’t thank me, baby. You don’t have to thank me. I love you, I’ll always be here when the world sucks.” That got a little giggle, before the sobs came back and they latched on like a vice. A few tears slipped down his own face. He couldn’t help it, as much as he’d like to be a calm and collected comfort watching the dysphoria hit always broke his heart to see.

“Ooh! Hol’ on a sec.” They let go and scrubbed their face as their boyfriend searched through their regular day bag. “Ah ha!” he sat down just as they tossed away a soiled tissue. “Bam. Passport and driver’s license are next.” Sam set a small card in their hand. They looked at the piece of plastic and smiled before clutching it to their chest. Their S.H.I.E.L.D. I.D. was the only official document they had that had the correct name on it. It was useless everywhere else but still made them happy to have.

“I love you, Sammy.”

“I love you, too, handsome.”

A pause. “Promise?”

“Yeah. The real you.” His statement accentuated by running his fingers over the bump of each scar on their chest. “We can talk to Connors about bottom and T. tomorrow if you feel like it then?”

They nodded and presses kisses to his shoulder as they pulled him to sit in their lap, tangling themselves together snug. More tears flowed, again and again as they curled tight. After what felt like could be an hour a knock tapped at the door. They nodded into the boy clutched in their arms prompting Sam to hold them tighter and turn to the door, “It’s open.”

The team peered in with matching sorrowful expressions. Sam may be the one actively in a relationship but all five of the team had grown to need the young agent. Danny held out bottle. Sam looked down. “Do you think you could try and drink some water, love?”

They sniffled and sat up eagerly, nodding and pulling stray hairs off their wet face. Danny smiled at their immediate interest in hydration. Sam pressed a kiss to their temple after they swiftly downed 3/5 of the liquid. When they yawned for the n’th time Ava ushered the others to leave and let the couple be.

“Mm!”

“What’s up?” Peter asked from the doorway.

They pointed to Sam, then to the team, then snuggled back into their boyfriend. Surly they weren’t asking for Sam to leave (they didn’t do it like that). At Peter’s confused face Sam spoke to his partner loud enough for the others to hear the message being translated to them, “they’ll grab me if Nova’s needed.”

“Nah, dude stay, we go-” Sam cut Luke off with a shake of his head and continued quieter, “they’ll spiral if they think they’re keeping me from something.” The taller boy nodded as the four heroes bid the two goodnight and closed the door.

“Think you could sleep?”

The start of a nod before a shrug.

“Wanna try?”

Soft nodding.

“Okay,” Sam sighed as he spoke and laid down. He felt the familiar weight and warmth as they curled around him and pressed a few gentle kisses to the back of his neck.

#cried while writing this #nova x reader #sam alexander #Ultimate Spider-Man #spider-man #peter parker #ava ayala #sam alexander x reader #white tiger #Luke Cage #Iron Fist #Danny Rand #fanfic #one shot #the village #wrabel #trans reader #OP is sad

[huggybug]

Trevor zegras Dilf!Day

Can you do a labor and delivery of there 3 child and what the babies name is

happy dilf day!

“Well that could’ve gone smoother” Trevor laughed from beside your bed as you glared up at him. 

“Oh I’m sorry was the last 10 hours hard for you?” You ask sarcastically. It was a long delivery this time around. You thought that after the first kid, it got easier which definitely was the case with Lucas but this time, it was just as difficult as your first time.

Thankfully, there weren't any complications and it was just your baby being stubborn but everything did go well and 10 short hours later, you had a healthy baby girl.

“Right, right. Are you good? Do you need anything?” Trevor suddenly remembered that you had just given birth and snapped into action, getting up from his chair to get you anything you wanted.

“I’m okay, do you want to call the guys?” This time, you figured it would be easier to just have the kids meet their new sister when you come home which meant there were no visitors coming in and your friends obviously had to meet her over FaceTime.

“Yeah, one sec” Trevor grabs his phone, sending a couple texts and then you hear his phone ringing; a moment later you see everyone on his phone in a Group FaceTime. Jack, Cole, Alex, Jamie, Pat, Matt, and a couple other guys are all floating around on Trevor’s screen, ready to meet your newest daughter.

“Y/n!” Your name is chorused through all the boys and it makes you laugh as they all start to talk over each other, asking if you were alright and how it went. It was almost like they had forgotten about your baby until Trevor tipped the phone to show her and they all stopped talking.

“What’s her name?” Cole asks and you look up at Trevor, letting him go ahead and announce it for the first time.

“Charlotte Paige Zegras” He smiled down at his little baby and pointed the camera so the guys could all coo over her. They stayed on for a few minutes, asking to send any and all photos in their group chat before hanging up, letting you finally get some rest while Trevor got some baby snuggles.

...

You pulled into your driveway to see Poppy and Lucas standing at the front door with your mom, anxiously waiting for you to bring them their baby sister. As soon as the car was parked and Trevor got out, they were sprinting to the car, attacking you both in hugs before trying to get past you to peek into the backseat.

“Go back inside, you guys” Trevor laughed, “We’ll bring her to you” He helped you out of the car before reaching in to get the car seat, letting you lead the way up to the house. You said hello to your parents before following the kids to the couch, waiting for Trevor to bring her in.

“She’s gorgeous” Your mom smiles as she looks over Trevor’s shoulder, into the carrier. “What’s her name?” Apart from Poppy and Lucas, you hadn’t told anyone her name before she was born. 

“Charlotte Paige” You say softly, smiling down at your perfect little baby.

“Lemme see her!” Poppy shouts from the couch.

“Alright, alright calm down” Trevor sets the carrier down, carefully taking Charlotte out and walking over to Poppy. He places her little sister in her waiting arms and Lucas scrambles over to see. 

“You’re a pro P!” Your mom says as Poppy expertly holds her baby sister.

“Because I held Lu too” Poppy explains which makes your mom laugh.

“Do you want to help Lu hold her?” You ask, moving to adjust Lucas so that he could hold her also. He started squirming when Poppy shook her head, whining for his turn and Trevor sighed before sitting with Lucas to hold Charlotte in his lap since he was still a little too young to hold her alone. 

“I want to hold her!” Poppy reached for her again and you laughed.

“She’s not a toy babe” Poppy sighed dramatically as she fell back into the couch, “You’ll have lots of time with her don’t worry”

“Char Char” Lucas giggled and you smiled.

“Yeah dude, what do you think?” Trevor asked him. 

“I like her” He smiled up at his dad. It was interesting to see the kids with a baby. When Lucas was born, Poppy was already old enough but this time with Lucas being two, it was a very different experience.

“I wanna call her Lottie” Poppy announces, “It sounds like Poppy” 

“We have a lot of nickname options P, don’t worry, you can call her whatever you’d like” 

“I’m gonna be her favourite because we’re girls and Lu is a boy” Poppy grinned, staring down at her sister.

“Maybe she’ll like Lu because he’s quieter” Trevor argues and Poppy’s jaw drops.

“She can’t help it Trev, she got it from you” You tease and now Trevor looks up at you with a slack jaw while Poppy laughs loudly. You suddenly remember you promised everyone pictures so you grab your phone, snapping a few of the kids before sending them off to your family and friends, then turning off your phone to soak up the peace before Charlotte wakes up crying, which you already know will just set both kids off.

#happy dilf day! #trevor zegras x reader #trevor zegras imagine #trevor zegras blurb #poppy zegras #dad au #anaheim ducks #hockey writing #hockey fic #nhl players #nhl fanfiction

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

🦉 Being Fukurodani's Manager 🦉

Manager with ADHD

Fukurodani x GN reader

Warnings: Swearing

AN: This is part 2 of an Anon request!

🌠 Please Like, Reblog and/or Share to help support my writing 🌠

Hear me out for a sec ✋️

You are so good for Bokuto

It's like when you take a dog to the dog park and they get all their energy out

That's what you do for Bokuto

Having ADHD has its perks YN

It can be difficult to function in chaotic places but thankfully, you are completely use to that 😀

When you were first asked to be a manager, it was Akaashi who approached you

He knew you had ADHD because you've been vocal about your struggles

If anyone knows struggles, it's Akaashi 😬

Seriously, he might not have ADHD but dealing with Bokuto just might be worse

I adore that loveable himbo to death but tell me Bokuto wouldn't wear on someone

That's where YN comes in!

Your energy, chaoticness and sometimes lack of self control is a huge benefit to Fukurodani

I mean, they already have two other managers

So like the rest of the team is handled

As for you 👀 well you are specifically there for one Kotaro Bokuto

When Akaashi gets tired, you take over

Bokuto is pretty good at hitting most sets so even if you aren't great, he will make do

You aren't really the greatest at planning but hey, neither is Bokuto 🤗

So when he wants to stay a little later to spike more, you are more than willing to accommodate

The other managers set timers for you to help you stay on task 💅

You aren't the greatest at taking notes, so you main objective is anything physical

Ball retrieval ✔️

Blocking help ✔️

Tossing up balls ✔️

Running after Bokuto ✔️ ✔️

It's nice that your energy matches Bokutos for practice purposes

But not so much for Tournament purposes

I'm on a Nationald kick lately so here we are

🙌🏻Tokyo Nationals🙌🏻

It's almost time for your first match but of course, you have to go to the bathroom

I mean there's just something about using the bathroom in a giant stadium full of trees that resonates with me 🤗

Anyways, you tell your fellow managers you will be tight back

Unbeknownst to you, someone follows you 👀

So when you emerge from the bathroom, you find yourself in a remote part of the stadium

But you also find yourself with Bokuto

Because why not 😄

Seriously ita those bathrooms with the double doors that like lead to different hallways

Those are brutal 😫

"Hey Yn"- Bokuto 🤸‍♂️

"Bokuto what are you doing here?"- you

"I followed you incase you needed help"- Bokuto 😊

"I was going to the bathroom Bo, not running a marathon"- You

"Ok!! Well let's get back-" Bokuto, turning his head in every direction

"Ummm YN- I think we maybe lost"- Bokuto, definitely lost

"Crap"- you, also most definitely lost

Meanwhile 👀

"Ok, it's almost time to line up- wait ✋️ where are Bokuto and YN?" - Coach

Akaashi's eyes practically buldge out of his head 😳

"You cannot be serious right now"- Konoha

"YN went to the bathroom"- Yukie says

"Alone? With Bokuto?"- Washio

"Well shit- time to send out the search parties"- Saruki

Back with YN and Bokuto...

"Bokuto get off the floor, we will be fine"- You

"WEVE BEEN LOST FOR HOURS YN WHAT IF WE MISS THE MATCH?"- Bokuto literally dying on the floor

Pls you are pulling him by his ankle 🤣

"Bokuto we've been gone not even 10 minutes! Will you please get up!"- you

You don't even have time to worry about your ADHD with Bokuto around 😆

It's almost like Bokuto is a magic cure all for aliments because his emo modes trump all

Suddenly your phone rings

"Akaashi, please come help me. Bokuto is laying the floor and I can't move him"- you

"Is he ok?"- Akaashi

"He's Bokuto"- You

"Noted. Send me your location. Be there in a but"- Akaashi

Back with Akaashi

"Maybe we should shout something to find them faster"- Saru

"Ok but what"- Komi

"I got it! HEY HEY-" konoha, stopping to listen

"HEY"- a distant voice

"That was actually a good idea"- Washio

Akaashi and the gang pull up to see Bokuto sprawled on the floor and you just done

"Akaashi is that you! I thought I'd never see you again! Have you grown?"- Bokuto

"Next time I go to the bathroom, I'm bringing someone else"- You, palming your face 🤦‍♀️

"I mean, you and Bokuto are basically walking disasters so that's probably a good idea"- Konoha

Glare at him YN he deserves it 😑

Back in the gym, the game heats up

This is where you shine YN

Your ability to celebrate and get hyped up is beyond compare 🤸‍♀️

Bokuto is in top form and your celebrating is only helping!

Akaashi is so thankful for you 😍

#haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyu! #haikyu #haikyū!! #haikyu x reader #haikyu x gender neutral reader #haikyu x you #haikyu x y/n #fukurodani's manager #fukurodani x y/n #fukurodani x reader #fukurodani manager #fukurodani #Fukurodani x you #bokuto kotaro #akaashi keiji #konoha akinori #komi haruki #sarukui yamato #washio tatsuki

[trashyswitch]

The Ghost Under the Pizzaplex

Gregory goes down to the basement of the pizzaplex and finds an old Freddy animatronic. Not only that, but there seems to be a little girl's voice speaking from the animatronic. Who is she? And how long has she been down here for?

This fanfic was suggested by an anonymous person. Don't worry, you weren't rambling. I actually loved your idea so much, I decided to make this story its own thing separate from the other series. I thoroughly hope you enjoy.

Gregory walked up to the basement pizzeria. Gregory had told Freddy about where he was going. And thankfully, his only response was ‘Please be careful’. Perhaps Freddy now trusts him to walk around on his own? Or perhaps Freddy was giving him the freedoms even if he wasn’t so sure about it himself. He really is like a father: protective for very good reasons, almost to the point of it being a fault. 

Gregory closed the door behind him and looked around in the dark, dirty place. It was small…or rather, smaller than the Pizzaplex above the room. There were old party hats, old plates, tables knocked over with plastic striped tablecloths all askew, and chairs all over the place. The only bright colors that filled the room were the red cups thrown on the tables, the white squares on the checkered floor, and the red upper walls. But even those bright colors were masked by the darkness of the basement. 

And I don’t just mean the lack of lighting…I’m also talking about the black splash marks all over the floors and walls. Though, it didn’t really look like ink or dirt. Upon closer inspection, it looked more like…burn marks. In fact, there was a slight smell of a mixture of things. At first, he could smell ash…then he could identify the burnt plastic smell. He could smell the slight after-smell of burnt cardboard, followed by the strong smell of burnt wood. 

But as Gregory walked through the old pizzeria, Gregory brought his flashlight over to the back wall. And then, Gregory noticed something in the corner. Something black and yet, something bright enough to reflect off his flashlight and catch him in the corner of his eye. Gregory walked himself closer to the thing in the corner, curious as to what was catching his eye. 

The closer he got to the black thing in the corner, the larger and larger it proved to be. As he finally stood in front of it, Gregory looked up at the large thing. It looked to be the size of a refrigerator! And…it looked like a robot. It was huge! And…it strangely looked like the shape of Freddy. But…more blocky. It was brown…or rusty gold? It was hard to tell. It looked filthy, and had the same burn marks on it as the floor had. Only…it looked like it had been burned about 5 times over. 

He moved the flashlight over to the right, and noticed a large robot hand that weirdly resembled Freddy. Wait a sec…Freddy is an animatronic. This thing is shaped like Freddy…Is this an old animatronic? Gregory shook his head in denial. No. No, it couldn’t be…there’s no way!

…Right? 

Gregory looked at the hand, and pulled out the animatronic, rusty hand. He felt the thumb, and gently wrapped his hand around the animatronic’s fingers. It was strange…it was almost gross, feeling the hand. It felt almost mossy…or furry. One of them. 

“Who’s there?” a voice called. 

Gregory widened his eyes and looked up at the head. The animatronic was now looking down at him, and there were white pupils staring right at him. 

“Uh…Uuuuh…” Gregory mumbled, unsure how to react. “Hiiii…” Gregory finally said. 

The head tilted, looking like it was trying to show how confused it was. 

He let go of the hand and backed up a few steps. “I am so sorry. I didn’t know you were alive. I would hate to disturb you and-” 

“Hush, little boy.” The voice told him. “Don’t worry about me. I’m worried about you.” the voice said. “How did you get here?” She asked. 

Gregory looked towards the entrance area. “Th-The elevator leads right down here.” He told the animatronic while pointing to the entrance. 

“I see…” The animatronic responded. Then, the robot head looked back down at its feet, and started to move its feet around. It lifted the right foot, moved it a couple inches in front, and placed the foot down. It lifted up the left foot, moved it a few inches past the left foot, and placed the foot down. A couple more steps later, and the animatronic was now standing back in front of Gregory. “Can you hear me?” She asked. 

Gregory widened his eyes. “Y-Yes. I can…hear you loud and clear.” He replied. 

“It’s me.” The voice said next. 

“…I’m…sorry, I don’t recognize your voice.” Gregory admitted. 

The animatronic moved its hand out from beside itself, and laid it out, opening the hand up in front of the boy. Gregory looked at the hand with his flashlight, before looking at his left hand. Did the animatronic want to shake his hand? Or…did it want something else? 

“Light.” The voice said next. 

Gregory widened his eyes and quickly put the flashlight into the robot’s hand. He then flipped it around so the LED light was facing Gregory himself. With the flashlight, the animatronic started to move its hand up a bit, to see Gregory in full circle of gamma rays. While the hand moved, Gregory could notice some screeching and squeaking sounds that told him the metal parts were super rusted and dry from the lack of oil over the years. This told Gregory that this animatronic could be decades old by now. 

“You are new.” The voice said, looking at Gregory while the animatronic head tilted to the other side. 

Gregory nodded. “I didn’t know there were more animatronics.” Gregory admitted. 

The animatronic moved its hand a bit more, before dropping the flashlight onto the floor. Then, something crazy happened: a gust of wind blew by Gregory, while the animatronic lowered itself down like a limp rag. Then, a bright, translucent being revealed itself to the boy. The being was just bright enough to be seen without the need for a flashlight. “What is your name?” The being asked him. 

Gregory gasped and covered his mouth. The translucent being…was a girl! A little girl! With long black hair and a yellow long-sleeved shirt. She was cute…she was pretty…but she was a ghost…which meant…

She was dead. 

“My name is Cassidy.” The ghost told Gregory next. “I came to this place with excitement and glee…and lost my life not long after.” She told Gregory. “But that was long ago.” She told him. “What is your name, young boy?” She asked. 

Gregory stared at Cassidy with wide eyes, and a pale, terrified face. “G-Gregory…” He mumbled. Then, he shook his head rapidly. “My name is Gregory.” He answered properly this time. 

“Gregory…” The girl said. “I like that name. Your mommy chose a good name for you.” She said. 

Gregory could’ve cried upon hearing that. His mom…he hasn’t…

“I was so lonely…I held onto the hope that someone would find me in this form, and bring me out of here.” Cassidy admitted. “But I never knew it would…take so long.” She said next. “I am lonely down here. I have no one else to talk to, but myself. My thoughts have traveled to the deepest depths in these last few decades…and the dust and debris of this place is making me mad. Mad like the Mad Hatter. Except even his mind would be healthier than mine.” She told Gregory. 

Gregory nodded as he listened. “Is there anything I can do to make you feel a little less lonely?” Gregory asked. “At least for a little while?” 

The girl looked at Gregory with sad eyes…before moving her lips into a small, bittersweet grin. “Have you experienced tickles?” She asked. 

Gregory widened his eyes and nodded to her. “Yes! I have. I’m tickled all the time.” Gregory told her. 

She floated closer to Gregory. “I used to fear being captured by the tickle monster. I feared losing control of my body and laughing in ways beyond my control.” She admitted. 

“…Oh.” Gregory mumbled. 

“And yet…As the years turned to decades, I began to grow fond of the memories me and my mother and father made. They would pick me up, carry me around and tickle me all over. They would put me on their shoulders and tickle my socked feet. They would wrap me in blankets like a large burrito and tickle my neck. They would even read me the story of Mr. Tickle and tickle me while they read the book to me.” She told Gregory. “I sometimes enjoyed it. But the older I got, the less I enjoyed it. But now…” Her face winced into an expression of pain and despair. “I would do anything to experience that feeling of laughter and love again.” 

Gregory could feel his eyes starting to well up with tears. But he quickly squeezed his eyes shut to stop the tears from falling. He wiped his eyes clear of any leftover tears, and nodded his head. “I can do my best to give you that feeling again.” Gregory told him, deciding then and there, to channel his sadness into something more worthwhile. 

“Okay. But I don’t know how to do that. I don’t know if you can tickle my ghost, or if you have to tickle the Freddy robot.” Cassidy mentioned. 

Gregory hummed as he walked up to the ghost, and tried poking the ghost. But when he did, his hand just flowed through the translucent ghost form. His hand was poking out the other side of Cassidy’s body form. It was…definitely strange. And he assumed that the cold feeling he felt from his fingers to his lower arm would be caused by her ghost form itself. He wondered if the ghost had no feeling, but instead, had a temperature. 

“I see…” she said. “That’s a shame.” She added. 

“It really is. But that doesn’t mean it’s impossible.” Gregory mentioned. “At least, not yet.” 

She nodded and watched Gregory head to the rusty old robot. As he placed his hand onto the animatronic hand, he visibly cringed as the dirt and ash just fell off the animatronic and onto his hand. He looked at Cassidy with an embarrassed smile. 

“I apologize. My new form has not had a bath in over 30 years.” She admitted. 

Gregory couldn’t help but laugh at her words as he rubbed his hand on his pants to get rid of the dirt. Then, he slipped his hand into the animatronic’s fingers and held the robot’s right palm. 

Cassidy’s eyes widened as she looked at her right hand with shock. “I must be dreaming…this can’t be real!” She reacted, touching her right hand with her left. “I can feel…” she covered her mouth and welled up with tears. “I can feel your hand holding mine!” She reacted, unable to contain her cries of happiness. 

“You can feel it?!” Gregory asked, before drawing a finger on the robot’s palm. “Can you feel this too?” He asked. 

Her cries grew stronger as she nodded rapidly. “Yes! I can feel it! I can feel it!” She replied, sounding exactly like a child who had just been told they were going to Disney World. 

Gregory smiled and removed his hand from the robot hand. “I’m glad.” He replied. 

Cassidy quickly looked at Gregory with confusion and a smidge of disappointment. “W-why did you stop?” She asked. 

Gregory chuckled. “Because I want to give tickling a try.” He admitted. 

Cassidy nodded and put her hands together in front of her stomach. “Okay. I’m ready.” She said. 

Gregory nodded and looked towards the robot. He started poking and gently scratching the right side first, to try it out. 

Cassidy’s reaction was immediate: she squealed loudly and held her head as she leaned her head back and laughed. “HEHEHEHEHE! WAHAHAIT TOO MUHUHUCH!” She yelled. 

Gregory gasped and stopped right away. “SORRY! Sorry!” He reacted. 

Cassidy stopped laughing almost right away, and stared down at her own translucent body. Pecifically, her middle. “……Whoa…” was all she could say. 

Gregory chuckled awkwardly. “I had no idea you were THAT ticklish. I just thought you were the normal amount of ticklish.” Gregory admitted. 

“Ihi…I don’t remember being that ticklish either.” She admitted. “I guess…you have to be gentle.” She presumed. 

“I guess so.” Gregory replied. “But I can do that.” He added. “I’ll make sure you have a good time. I don’t want to force you to take it if you hate it.” Gregory told her. 

“I appreciate that, Gregory.” She replied. 

He placed his hand onto the left side this time, tickling in a very gentle manner. He started with one-finger scratching. Then, he moved to slightly tickling the furry layer of the robot. Cassidy’s laughter came back in small spurts. She started off with fits of giggles, before lessening to occasional giggles. “Thahahat’s behehetter.” She told him. 

He smiled and kept going. “Good! I’m glad.” 

She just allowed herself to let out every giggle that entered her lungs. She covered her mouth withem her fingers quite lightly. Though this technically muffled her giggles quite a bit, she was still letting them out. And for that, she was proud. 

“Hehehehe! Hehehe! Hehehe! Ohokahay, cahahan you tickle ahaha bihit haharder nohow?” She asked. 

Gregory nodded his head and started to add a couple more fingers. “Sure thing!” He replied. He started skittering a small bit more, skittering 3 fingers on one side while scratching one finger on the other side. 

Cassidy squealed and squeaked as she tried to process the newfound feeling of two spots being tickled at once. “Yeheheheah! Lihihihike thahahat! HAhahahahaha!” She reacted. 

“Alright, I’ll keep it up. If you ever need a break, then just tell me to stop.” Gregory told her. 

“Ohohokahahay. Ihihihi wihihihihill.” She replied. 

It had been ages since she’s experienced such ticklish feelings with such strong instinctual reactions. It was overwhelming! But at the same time, it was also exhilarating! It was such a complicated mix of feelings for the girl to experience at the same time. But there was no doubt, it all felt great. The serotonin levels were slowly rising up thanks to Gregory’s actions, helping her loneliness and sadness fade away…at least for a little bit. 

Gregory kept on tickling her for a little while longer. He was thoroughly enjoying tickling Cassidy like this, and felt really good helping her get better slowly. He couldn’t imagine being kept in the pizzeria for all those decades. He knew how lonely and quiet it would’ve been for all that time. So, he wanted to bring as much noise out of her as he could, without overwhelming her too much. 

“Yohohou’re soho gohohohood at sehehelf-cohontrohohol!” She reacted. 

“I…am?” Gregory asked. 

“Yeheheheah!” She replied. 

“But…I don’t feel like I’m trying too hard to stop myself.” Gregory admitted. 

“Thehen yohou’re a naturahahal.” She replied. 

“Thanks!” He replied. 

After a little bit longer, Gregory slowed his fingers to a stop. He looked towards the ghost with a smile, and watched as her giggles lessened to a small smile. “Thank you, Greg. That helped a lot.” She told him. 

Gregory smiled. “You’re welcome! I’m so glad I could provide a break from the quiet.” Gregory told her. 

“And a break from my thoughts. That is the best blessing I’ve received by meeting you.” She said next. 

“Good to know.” Gregory replied. 

“So…” She looked around, and slowly started to look down with ever growing sadness. “I guess you have to leave now?” She asked. 

Gregory’s smile fell. “What? No no, I don’t need to leave yet.” He told her. “If anything, I wanna stay for a while longer.” Gregory added. 

She widened her eyes. “R-Really?” She asked, not fully believing him yet. 

“Really! I have quite a few hours till I have to go, actually.” Gregory admitted. 

She stared at Gregory with a big, growing smile on her face. “That’s great!” She reacted. “Can we keep going, then?” She asked next. 

“Keep going? With the tickle session?” Gregory asked. 

“No no. I wanna cuddle.” She said almost like she was demanding it. 

Gregory couldn’t help the little smile that grew onto his face. Her demand made her sound like a toddler demanding another cookie…and it was kinda funny. 

“Sure. I’ll cuddle you for a while. But only if you say the magic word.” Gregory replied. 

She chuckled and looked down. “Please.” She said. 

Gregory giggled and leaned in a little bit. “Please…what?” He asked. 

“Please…cuddle me?” She asked. “Sorry-” She cleared her throat. “Can you please cuddle me?” She asked properly. 

Gregory smiled brightly and started to climb up the Freddy animatronic. 

“Wait:” Cassidy said quickly. She possessed the golden Freddy animatronic and made the animatronic move. “Hold on, Gregory.” She said. She made the robot sit down and stretched out the animatronic’s legs. “Now you don’t need to climb the dirty animatronic.” She told him. 

Gregory giggled as he wrapped his arms around the middle of the animatronic as best he could. “That’s true.” He said. “I can easily save my feet from getting dirty, and get the rest of my body all dirty instead.” He declared. 

Cassidy bursted out laughing, and kept on laughing for a good few minutes! And Gregory just soaked in that little girl’s laughter as much as he possibly could. He only knew this ghost child for 30 minutes to an hour, and he already felt like he wanted to die for her…

Though technically, he knew that’s not how saving ghosts really works…

#touch starved #emotional hurt/comfort #eventual fluff #ticklefic #ler!gregory #lee!cassidy #believe it or not #this is a separate story from the first cass & greg fics #ghosts #insanity

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35 | Pickle

Pairing: Tokyo Revengers x Fem!Reader

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In the back of the airport, Naoto and Akkun start up a fire. When you’re ready with the prepared meat all cut up, you gather around with the others and allow it to cook. Soon, Takemichi and Hinata return and sit beside you while the meat starts to fill your nose.

Once it’s cooked and you take your first bite, nobody complains at all. Sure, it wouldn’t have been your first choice if you could pick anything in the world, but it’s good. You have nothing to be upset about.

After your group finishes eating, Takemichi nudges you in the side. “Got a sec?” he asks.

“Yeah, sure,” you shrug, looking over at Hinata on the opposite side of him for a moment before standing up.

“What’s going on?” you ask as he leads you a little ways off from the group.

“Hina told me you two were separated for awhile. How’re you feeling after, uh, everything that happened?” he shrugs.

“I’m guessing she told you about what happened at the mall,” you sigh.

“She did,” he replies truthfully. “I always knew those guys were jerks!”

“Takemichi, I’m fine. Really. It’s not a big deal. I worked my way out of it like I always do when it comes to Sanzu. You don’t have to worry. Did Hina say something about being worried?...”

“Nah, I was just curious,” he answers with a shrug. “Hey, how’re things goin’ with you and Chifuyu? You two seem close.”

“It’s a love-hate relationship,” you chuckle. “I doubt it’ll ever mean anything serious.”

“Well, if it does, I approve,” he smiles as he pats your back.

“No you don’t,” you roll your eyes. “When have you ever approved of anything.”

“Okay, okay, I see your point,” he laughs. “But I’m serious. He seems like a nice guy. I don’t mind him sticking around as long as you want him to.”

“I’ll certainly let you know if I plan on kicking him out,” you smirk. “Now let’s go back before Hina starts getting worried that we’ve fallen off the face of the earth.”

“Yeah, good idea.”

When you get back to the others, you join in on the conversations they keep up around the fire. For once you finally feel like you’re around a group of people who all get along well and it’s so refreshing.

The night ends as you lay your head against Chifuyu’s shoulder and your eyes slowly close.

Once your eyes open again, it’s light outside. You can hear the others talking. And when you pick your head up, you notice Takemichi looking at Hinata’s wrist.

“What’s going on?” you ask as you notice Hinata start hyperventilating.

“She’s having a panic attack,” Naoto breathes as he runs up to his big sister and places a wet towel on her forehead. “You’re finally awake?”

“Chill out, it’s not like we were ignoring you,” Chifuyu intervenes on your behalf as he starts to wake up as well.

“I lost two days overnight, Y/N,” your friend sadly explains to you. “What the fuck is going on? Is this because of that raccoon?”

“Raccoon? What’re you talking about?” Naoto asks as he starts to dab the cold towel against Hinata’s head.

“The raccoon… I think I killed it…” she continues to panic.

“Hina, this has nothing to do with the raccoon. Maybe we all lost two days,” you suggest as you look down at your wrist. However, you only lost one.

“Jesus, what the hell do we do? If this happens again she’s down to zero!” Naoto starts to shout. Thankfully, Chifuyu attempts to calm him down as you and Takemichi stay beside Hinata.

“What’s wrong with me, Y/N?” she starts to cry. “Why is this happening to me?”

“Hinata,” Chifuyu suddenly speaks up, turning from her brother towards her. “Where did you and Takemichi go last night?”

“What do you mean?” she replies nervously.

“Did you go somewhere? Or did you stay in the airport?” he continues.

“What does this have to do with-“ Takemichi starts to ask before he’s interrupted by Naoto.

“You’re pregnant,” he nearly faints. “Jesus, Hina.”

“No, I can’t be,” she shakes her head. “It was only twice. Doesn’t- doesn’t it need to happen more than that?”

“Fucking twice?” Naoto whispers as Chifuyu helps him sit down.

“Hey, hey, maybe you need the towel now,” Chifuyu offers.

“No. No, I’m okay,” Naoto tries to assure him. “Just help my sister.”

“How the hell do you want us to do that? We’ve got no idea what’s going on,” you groan.

“I don’t know. Can’t you get her like a test or something?” Naoto then asks you.

“Fuck,” you scoff as you look down at the ground below where you’re kneeling by your friend.

“I think I saw a Pharmacy on our way here,” Chifuyu interrupts. “I can go and get-“

“No, I’ll do it,” you say as you stand to your feet. “I’ll go alone, make it quick as possible. Don’t leave her, okay?”

“Y/N,” Chifuyu looks at you, shaking his head in disapproval.

“Chifuyu,” you whisper. “Watch my friend for me.”

Despite the disapproval from your friend, you walk away from the group. Does it make you stupid as hell for denying his help? Possibly, but you know Hina needs all the support she can have around her right now. And it’s only right if her best friend gets the test, not anyone else.

Your trip to the Pharmacy is uneventful. You walk in with your shotgun strung over your shoulder and pick up the test with no problem. Sure, it’s expired, but so is pretty much everything else. So it’s no big deal.

On your walk out of the store, a man with wild hair stands in your way.

“Hey!” you shout at him as you pull your gun from your shoulder and aim it at him. “Get the fuck out of my way!”

Despite how you shout, he continues to just stare at you with wide eyes. Slowly, he takes a few steps forward. He’s covered in blood. And for some reason, he makes you hesitate.

“Are you okay?” you ask him as you take a small step backward, uncomfortable with the close proximity between you two.

As your finger glides over the trigger, you realize that it might be a better move to keep him alive. Perhaps if you can convince him to come back with you to the airport, Hinata can get the kill. You know she needs it most of all.

However, too deep in thought to realize what’s happening in reality, the man grabs you by the arm and starts dragging you off.

You squirm against his grasp, trying to free your arm and aim your shotgun at his head, but it doesn’t work.

He continues to drag you down the street and into a house. Your heart rate spikes the second he bends down, slides a rug to the side, and unlocks a secret basement. You’re then quickly shoved down the stairs, nearly stumbling down, no matter how loudly you scream.

And then he starts following you down…

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Buried Feelings: Facing Love at Last Chapter 2: Seeking Guidance

Ever since the defeat of Galaxia, the Sailor Meetings had essentially just become extensions of their study sessions. Rei would have everyone over and they'd study and gossip and it would inevitably end with Usagi passed out on her textbook. There was one key difference between these and their old study sessions, however: Ami.

Rei had noticed that something was off with her blue-haired friend for a while now. Whereas before when they would get distracted from their studies Ami would try desperately to corral them back on track, nowadays if she wasn't looking at her book she would just… stare. Rei had wanted to bring it up to her, to ask her if everything was okay, but she never quite knew how. Thankfully she had been spared having to figure that out when Ami approached her earlier before the meeting and asked if she could talk to her alone after everyone went home. When that time came, however, it was apparent that Ami had not prepared a cover story for why she would be staying after with Rei instead of going home when Makoto assumed they would walk home together like always.

"Well, are ya coming?" The tall brunette asked her friend while slipping her jacket on.

"Oh, well, um, you see-" Ami stumbled, clearly desperately trying to think of something to say other than 'I need to have a secret conversation with Rei.'

"I asked her if she could stay behind for a bit to help me with Trig one-on-one." Rei interjected, "I've been really struggling with it. Don't worry, I'll make sure she gets home safe." In the corner of her eye Rei could see Ami breathing a subtle sigh of relief.

"Oh," Makoto began, "well I could always wai-" was all she could get out before Minako linked Makoto's arm with her own and started all but dragging her towards the exit.

"Well, you heard the lady. C'mon Mako, I'll walk you home." The blonde said, shooting a sly wink towards Rei, to which the raven-haired girl gave a subtle nod in response.

"Oh, well, okay, I'll see you tomo-" were the last words Ami and Rei heard from Makoto before Minako shut the exit on her.

"Did you tell Minako to do that?" Ami questioned.

"No, the girl is just very good at improvising." Rei responded. "Wait a sec, almost forgot." Rei walked over to the table and lifted the blanket they draped over a sleeping Usagi off of her.

"Hmzuwha?" The formerly sleeping blonde muttered as she rubbed her eyes and looked around the room, "Oh, did I fall asleep again?"

"Sure did." Rei responded gently. Since what happened with Galaxia, Rei had softened up on Usagi a lot. She figured the girl had been through enough that she could spare her for at least a few weeks. "Here, how about you go lay down in the front room. I'll walk you home in a minute, me and Ami just need to do something real quick."

"Okay Rei…" Usagi muttered, still not fully awake as she made her way out of Rei's room and into the hallway, closing the door behind her.

"It's sweet of you to offer to do that Rei." Ami said, commenting on her friend's behavior.

"Ah, well, it's not like I'm gonna send her home by herself half asleep at night. Who knows what could happen?" Rei responded, "Anyway, now that we've got all that out of the way, what's up?"

Ami took a deep breath. "Well, um, Rei, what I'm about to tell you is something I've never told anyone."

"Okay."

"Now, don't get me wrong, it wasn't like I was worried about telling you all because I thought you'd treat me differently, I know you all love me and I would never think so little of you."

"Okay."

"It's just that this being out there could have negative consequences if a certain person found out so for the sake of being cautious I just thought it was better if no one but me knew."

"Okay."

"Which is why you have to promise me-"

"I promise I'll keep it to myself, Ami. Now please just spit it out, you're working yourself up."

"Okay." The blue-haired girl said before taking a deep breath, "I'm in love with Mako."

Rei paused for a moment, unsure of how to respond, but not for the reason she was sure Ami was worried about "Is… is that it?" She finally asked.

Ami was stunned by this response. "What do you mean 'is that it'? Is me laying out my deepest darkest secret not enough for you?"

"No no, it's not that, it's just… well…" Rei began, "I kinda already figured."

Ami was taken aback by this "You 'already figured'? Does that mean that everybody-?" She began, worrying about who else might know.

"Oh no, not everybody." Rei said, realizing her bluntness at the beginning of this discussion had been a mistake, "Just me and Minako. Well, and Setsuna probably too, given that she knows everything."

"But not Mako?" Ami questioned.

"No, Ami, not Mako." Rei answered.

"I need to sit down." Ami said, setting herself down on Rei's bed. Rei took a seat next to her. Ami took a long pause before she eventually spoke again. "Is it that obvious?"

"Whaaaat?" Rei said in response, trying her hardest to sound sincere, "No, of course not! I mean, Usagi never figured it out." Ami simply stared at her silently after she said that. "… okay yeah it really is."

"Great." Ami muttered, "What gave me away?"

"Well," Rei began, taking a deep breath, "I could always kinda tell there was something between the two of you but my first real tip off was how you freaked out at us when we were talking about Mako going on that date with Haruka."

"Well you were all being very rude!"

"And then there was that time you danced with her."

"As friends!"

"I think what really cinched it for me though were those lyrics you wrote. They were definitely written with someone in mind and, considering you really only hang out with us, that narrowed down the options pretty heavily."

"Well… I mean… yeah…" Ami said, hanging her head low in embarrassment. Rei quickly put her hand on Ami's shoulder.

"Hey, it's nothing to be embarrassed about. This is a good thing." The miko told her friend.

"Heh, yeah, great." Ami said sarcastically, "It sure is great having feelings that I can't control, didn't ask for, and have to keep buried out of fear."

"Well… maybe you don't." Rei responded, causing Ami to lift her head and look at her, "It doesn't take psychic powers to tell that keeping this all bottled up is taking its toll on you. So maybe it's time you just told her how you feel?"

"WHAT?" Ami asked incredulously in response, "I can't do that!"

"Why not?"

"Because if she doesn't feel the same way, which she almost certainly doesn't, she'll-"

"She'll understand." Rei said, cutting off her friend, "She'll still be your friend. Worst-case scenario, even if she doesn't feel the same way, you'll have some closure and you'll be able to move on."

"But the team…"

"The team suffers a lot more from you torturing yourself like this than it would from whatever awkwardness would stem from Mako rejecting you." Rei stated matter-of-factly. "Not to mention the fact that you're presupposing that she's going to reject you, which might not even be the case."

"You think?" Ami asked shakily.

"You'll never know for sure until you do it, but maybe put some faith in your psychic friend." Rei said with a smirk.

Ami giggled at the comment. "Okay… okay… I'll do it."

"Good. Now come on, we need to get Usagi up."

…

Minako had understood loud and clear what was going on with Ami and Rei, she couldn't call herself the Goddess of Love if she hadn't, and while she didn't quite understand why Ami hadn't sought her out for advice, she knew she had to help in any way she could which, in that moment, meant getting Makoto out of the shrine as quickly as possible. Once they began walking down the steps, however, Minako couldn't help but notice something was off about her auburn-haired friend.

"Everything okay, Mako?" The blonde asked as they made their way down the long stretch of stairs.

"Hm? Oh, yeah. Everything's fine" The brunette half-heartedly responded.

"Well, what have we here?" Minako thought while looking at her friend's facial features, which clearly belonged to a person trying to sort something out in their head.

"Are you suuuure?" Minako pressed, trying to get at the heart of the matter to see if she could confirm her suspicions.

"Well it's just… like… we both know that trig line was crap, right?" Makoto responded.

"Oh, well, I guess I don't know." Minako said, trying her best not to give anything away.

"And clearly Ami has had something bothering her over these last few weeks."

"Oh, clearly."

"And just earlier today I told her that she could come to me and talk about it, but instead she goes to Rei?"

"Why, Mako," Minako began with a devilish smirk, "are you jealous?"

"WHAT?" Makoto shouted, her face turning red, "No, of course not! I just… y'know… I just don't understand why she would go to Rei and not me about what's upsetting her."

"You… don't…" Minako began, realizing she may have more work to do than she thought, "By the way, Mako, what exactly is it you think she's talking to Rei about?"

"What do you mean? It's obvious that Ami is still struggling with what happened with Galaxia, but she doesn't wanna talk about it because she's worried about how bringing it back up will affect us."

"Uh huh." Minako said, trying to follow along with what Makoto was saying.

"And I've been really worried about her because she hasn't been acting like herself and today I went up to her and was all like 'Hey, you can come talk to me about it' and she was all like 'Okay' and then on the same day she decides she needs to have a secret conversation with Rei? And, like, I get that she's known Rei longer and I should just be happy that she's talking to someone about it rather than holding it all in, but I just can't shake this weird feeling that I have about it."

"Uh huh."

"But it gets even worse when you consider that maybe I'm wrong about it being the Galaxia thing."

"You are."

"And why is that?" Minako questioned.

"Because then that means that the reason she wants to talk to Rei about this and not me is because it's something she specifically doesn't want me to know about."

"It is."

"Like, is it something I did? Is it something I said? I just can't think of what it could be." Makoto finally finished.

"You… can't?" Minako asked.

"No. Do you have any idea what it could be?" The brunette asked, looking at Minako with hopeful eyes.

"Uh… well…" This was a predicament. She could just tell Makoto that Ami was in love with her. After all, Ami never told her so it wasn't even like she really knew. So she could just tell Mako that she suspected it and see how she reacted. But that still felt like it would be a breach of Ami's trust. It was clear that Ami didn't want anyone else, especially Mako, to know yet. And Minako couldn't bring herself to betray that. However… that didn't mean she couldn't still meddle. "Maybe you should just talk to her about it." The blonde finally said.

"What do you mean?" Mako asked in response.

"Just go up to her and tell her that you know she didn't stay behind to help Rei with trig and that you're worried that whatever it is that's been causing her to act this way may have something to do with you. Easy."

"Yeah… I… I guess I could do that."

"Great! Well, let me know how it goes tomorrow!" Was the last thing Minako said to her tall friend before they parted ways. Based on Makoto's demeanor, Minako wasn't sure she had even realized they had gotten to that corner with how much she was in her own head.

"Goddess of Love Minako strikes again! Now, let's just hope Rei did her part."

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Aaaaaaaand that's it for chapter 2!

But please, let me know what you guys think! Comments, likes, reblogs, etc. are of course all greatly appreciated.

And come back next time for chapter 3: The Confession.

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#Sailor Moon #Ami Mizuno #Makoto Kino #MakoAmi #AmiMako #Ami x Makoto #Makoto x Ami #Sailor Mercury #Sailor Jupiter #Sailor Scouts #Sailor Senshi #Ami/Makoto #Makoto/Ami

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Could you perhaps tells us how Popopo would react when he finds out that the few abilities Meta has is not considered 'real' abilities? (If I remember right, I have to re-read your story a bit when I have the time. So much have happened the last few chapters I just need to read it all over again just to make sure I haven't missed anything). And thuse the dark blue knight understands him better than most as Meta himself had prove with skill and hard earn strength that he could be a star warrior.

BSbjdhf I hope it's not too overwhelming, I just like a lot of connected stuff, and it's totally okay to forget a few things here and there. It's a lot and is just a fun trip to go through. I don't expect a 500 page essay or anything, that's for me to do to have fun and see if anyone catches certain details/hints I planted<3

And Meta sees a lot of himself in Popopo! That little fella is just a lot softer than Meta was---he has a lot of insecurities about it but went in a more passive direction than Meta did. That is what worries him the most since the poor boy struggles a lot, but he thankfully keeps getting back up despite it all.

I'll kind of go deeper into that little Puff's stuff below the cut with some small bits of my fic to kinda show stuff off but yeah there's some small details that I sprinkle in about every character, even if they're minor.

But yeah, the inspiration can only go so far since he's realllllyyy hard on himself. Meta is like this too, in a lot of his POV chapters he berates himself over so many things despite doing a lot of amazing things. Meta is really keeping an eye on this one out of the other children since they don't have the same issues.

Even Volcan, who was traumatized, is adjusting pretty well all things considered.

Now for some fun character details/parallels below the cut that will also tie into the no-Ability thing they got going on:

Keeby, being the eldest of the Gold Generation is very much the big brother and tries to encourage Popopo to be nicer to himself. (To mirror Meta for a sec, Falspar was the one who tried to encourage Meta to not be so down either.)

Keeby's even yelled at his Shadow self back in the mirror world for being so mean.

His mirror self really hits how Popopo sees himself; useless, a waste of time and resources and ultimately broken. Someone that's only good to be a shield for Kirby if needed.

But the thing is, out of all the kids, Popopo was the one to realize the Mirror World denizens were just reflecting their worst selves. He showed mercy and sympathy while Artemis was ready to just shatter them all. He didn't want her to hurt the other because he could tell they were already suffering, even if the other insisted on picking at his insecurities.

Sure, there's a bit of envy from how much attention Kirby gets, being a fabled prophetic baby and all, but anyone would. He wants to be special too, but he doesn't see that he can bring something else to the table as well, much like Meta Knight didn't see when he was younger.

They see from the lens of "how useful am I in combat?" but can't see beyond that. It's like someone focusing solely on one singular thing that they feel will dictate their value while ignoring everything else.

Meta was lucky in that he brute-forced his skills in battle and cultivated his ego well enough with his wit and intelligence.

Popopo on the other hand is struggling with battle but is very perceptive and doesn't just charge into things unless he has to. (He's a kid so he's still figuring himself out too.)

Meta Knight's words were genuine here, knowing everyone has a purpose, even if there isn't a fancy prophecy to them. Meta doesn't have one and look at all that he has accomplished---Galacta and Kirby, two extremely powerful and legendary creatures, wouldn't be where they are without him guiding them along.

It's a hard thing to grasp for these two and even to this day Meta still mentally berates himself for not being good enough despite doing everything he possibly can do in situations.

While Meta has been at this longer, it's a very hard and toxic mindset to entirely shake off. He knows that and doesn't want Popopo to feel that way, but is unsure how to get out of it himself.

It's also why you see Dark Meta Knight constantly boasting about being the best while also being extremely critical. (He needs to be the best or else what purpose does he fulfill?)

Meta tries to help Popopo with combat where he can, gave him a sword, and even noticed Joe and Silica's suggestion to help the boy:

He just wants the kiddo to succeed as well, but unlike himself, Popopo just doesn't have the same strength he had as a young baby. They aren't one-to-one the same. If they were, Meta would have a run for his money, haha. Popopo is far too soft and sweet to really have the same bite Meta had as a kid.

But don't worry, there's a happy ending for this little lad.

As a teen/adult he is definitely a lot happier and sure of himself. He's actually a very decent fighter once he stops dragging himself down.

But until then, he's working through his insecurities like all the others around him. His just happen to hit Meta far closer to home.

I mean, heck, even Kirby of all the kids has insecurities about being unable to summon his Warp Star alone or being unable to speak like them. Galacta Knight fears never being good enough to save everyone as he always wanted and is also hard on himself when he can't do everything.

Just goes to show that even "special" sorts also have their issues too.

I've rambled a lot now but yeah, there's some fun fluff to digest about these guys<3

#A small rule in the back of my head is every character is a main character in their own story #Even if that story isn't directly told it can be alluded to in the back while everything else is happening #Some even lead up to subplots and threads which is fun #But yeah Meta definitely sees his younger self here and really hopes Popopo can figure himself out #He knows he can achieve great things too #ASMR Chitter Chatter #Starlyteart #and resting time again

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Ok I am gonna talk about the things I like in this post because it's fresh in my mind and most of these things will be spoilers! Also this could be long.

First of all hi pjo mutuals!!! Idk if any of you are reading this but I really am thankful so many of you decided to stick around despite the Cookie Run hell of it all.

It's been like two years now and even if we haven't talked much in that time, you guys mean a lot to me <3

ANYWAYS THE SUN AND THE STAR!!!!

This book has been on my mind since it was hinted at at the end of TOA, so it's been a sec. The idea of this book actually helped me quite a bit when I wasn't doing very well mentally, which is very sad!

Ok, first thing's first.

Ok my soul can be put to rest now.

Second of all, my statement still stands:

For the most part the queer representation is pretty damn good this time around!

Epiales and Menoetes immediately getting defensive was a bit jarring and a little bit worrying to me but thankfully their bursts of anger about it last like five seconds each.

I'm really glad they say the words gay and queer naturally and not like they're some forbidden line to be crossed in a novel for young teens/late tweens. It genuinely made me smile.

Persephone even bringing up the notion of aromantic people almost made me lose my shit!! I am aromantic!!! That's me!!!! Just like me fr!!!!! But seriously I kinda feel forgotten a lot in queer media and literally any mention of aromanticism makes me smile, it was a very nice thing to see.

That's barely even mentioning the queer characters!

Nico bluntly saying he's gay is so fucking satisfying to see now, it's so nice to see him so comfortable with who he is.

Will canonically being bisexual is really nice to see, I could feel the writers' sigh of relief as they put the discourse to rest.

SPEAKING OF DISCOURSE... Piper MyQueen! It's nice to see a questioning character because I haven't really seen one represented before! She's still figuring herself out after the months following the end of toa and it's nice to see the message that it takes time to figure yourself out being shown because it's a surprisingly rare one to see. I appreciate how she also gravitates towards the queer label :)

Now minor characters:

Epiales: I appreciate them because of how ridiculous their existence is

Hiss-majesty: iconic and also that name makes me confused

Menoetes: my beloved

Geryon: Ok that's just hilarious I cannot deny that

Thirdly....

BIANCA DI ANGELO MY BELOVED MY ULTIMATE FAVE I MISSED YOU HOLY SHIT.

Besides uh....

That. I have LOVED seeing how Bianca and Maria have affected Nico over the years! It's so tragic and amazing and YES.

Seeing Bianca one last time and Maria for the first time ever was so so so satisfying even if they didn't say much. I almost teared up a bit. A lot. I got emotional.

Nyx using them against Nico was SO fucked up and I love it

Speaking of... Nyx.

Design.

Design.

Very cool, moving on.

Hades and Persephone's growth was so unexpected I am just gonna be real.

Hades was going to happen naturally because of what we say in HoO but him caring enough to send Nico a prophecy? And bring back Maria and Bianca? That's so sweet! I love that! I love that SO much! And also he isn't completely not an asshole which is appreciated.

Persephone is my favorite one of Riordan's interpretations of the gods.

I never thought I would say that sentence ever in my life. She's so caring and sweet for the 10 minutes we see her and I really appreciate her growth and seeing how she's finally getting over her grudge. It was unexpected and completely welcome.

Also I appreciate clarifying that Hades and Persephone's relationship is a good one from Persephone herself.

Also Nemesis is a badass and I did not realize how much I missed her! She has no reason so be so cool and yet she still is.

Gorgyra's chapters were all wonderful, I love her SO much and I hope Bob visits her sometime.

Speaking of which: Bob and Small Bob are amazing as always.

I appreciate the theme of change around Bob's character, he's different from how I remember him being is HoH but that's probably more natural than Nico's change in character (which I don't mind as much as most people I've seen but is still jarring) because of him and Iapetus switching every two seconds for over a year so yeah.

Small Bob is Small Bob. Cat. Gato. Wonderful.

Will actually having more of a character was nice to see too! Also his ultimate magic hidden deep within being hayfever is very funny to me.

Actually talking about the trauma these characters have been through and addressing it is also very satisfying.

Overall I think it was a good send off to these kids who have been through too damn much. I will have a post airing my criticisms probably but I really did like this lovable train wreck of a book, me from two years ago would be very pleased.

Can't wait for the road trip book where both Percy and Annabeth come out as bisexual simultaneously and for this series to be OVER!!!

#🎀.txt #lincoln goes to hell

[theshotsheardacrossworlds]

It's the holiday season, I just wanna give Estinien of Modern au a heart attack. How did Estinien handle losing the triplets in the mall during the holiday season and thankfully Haurchefant manage to rangle all three of them:3

Haurchefant: Me, Laure, and Esme are almost done at the bath and body store. They're so cute picking out little soaps and such for Agi! :D

Estinien: good good i've got the rest of the bunch at the jewelry store. got something for agi and mum just need something for luci

Haurchefant: Excellent! :D

Estinien: wait...where are they?!!?!?! they were here a second ago!!!

Haurchefant: D:

Estinien: FUCK I LOST THE BOYS

Haurchefant: Be calm! We'll find them! They surely haven't gone far! I'll be there shortly!

Estinien: OH FUCK AGI IS GOING TO KILL ME AND FEED ME TO HER MUM

***

Haurchefant, with Laurent and Esme in tow, made their way to the jewelry store at the Brume Mall to find an anxious Estinien calling out to the other children.

"MARC! HAMI! PIP! WHERE ARE YOU? BAPA IS VERY WORRIED! PLEASE COME BACK!"

Oh dear, if Estinien didn't already have white hair then it would be gray by now. Haurchefant approached his friend and lay a hand on his shoulder. "Calm, Estinien. You don't want to frighten Laure and Esme." Esme was already tugging on her father's jeans, and Laurent was grinning at his father. "You two stay here and keep your father company while I find your brothers." Haurchefant said with a wink, making the two toddlers giggle.

He turned and looked around the jewelry store. Not here. They can't have gone too far...

In a few long strides (longer than Estinien's!!!!!) he glanced at the crowd outside the store. No toddlers of his that I can see. But...ah! Haurchefant noticed that there was a play area with several children running around.

Including three Varlineau boys.

He walked to the play area and knelt in front of Hami, who immediately squealed and hugged his honorary uncle. "Unca Ha!"

"Hami!" Haurchefant hugged the toddler. "Now, where are your--"

"UNCA HA! UNCA HA!" Marcelin and Pip came running and crashed into Haurchefant.

"Boys! Boys! See, I knew you hadn't gotten far. Let me text your poor father and tell him you're safe and sound."

Haurchefant: We're in the play area nearby. I suppose they got bored with shopping! :D

Estinien: THANK FUCK LUCI ISN'T GOING TO FILLET AND EAT ME

Haurchefant: o_O Well that's oddly specific! Anyways, we're here! :D

Estinien: ;_; my babies ;_;

Haurchefant: And what cute babies you have, Estinien! :D

Estinien: be there in a sec trying not to cry agi would've been so mad at me i can't bear it

Haurchefant: All is well now! :D And Agi loves you no matter what! She's a wonderful woman, and you're blessed to be married to her! :D

Estinien: MY WIFE ;_; MY BABIES ;_;

"Bapa come?" Hami asked, staring at Haurchefant. "Miss Bapa."

Haurchefant chuckled and ruffled his hair. "He's on his way, yes! He loves you all so very much, so please don't run off."

They ran off again not five minutes later! What funny children!

#estinien wyrmblood #estinien x wol #estinien varlineau #wolstinien #modern au #haurchefant greystone #asker i wuv u #ask and you shall receive #agnes currai #agnes varlineau #luci littlefoot currai

[the-haunted-office]

Open Starter

There's a hefty amount of blood that's been left on the floor for Thursday to clean up, but thankfully this time it's in the warehouse so at least it's on a non-porous floor and much easier to clean up. Also thankfully it wasn't due to murder this time - someone simply fell off the lift that goes across the warehouse floor. Yeah, the whole set-up would make an OSHA worker turn over in their grave, but Thursday didn't build the Office, she just lives here, and if the OSHA worker is turning over in their grave they're already dead anyway and they probably fell off the lift too so what are they complaining about?

Anyway, someone falling off the lift has to really try because they had safety railings installed quite a while back to prevent this very thing, so either someone was horsing around or they were really determined to hit this concrete floor at terminal velocity.

At any rate, it's not Thursday's job to wonder too much. Actually, it's not her job to do anything. She doesn't have a job anymore, and she's certainly not getting paid to do this. She doesn't get paid to do anything, she's just here to clean up the mess because somebody's got to do it and usually that person is her, so she takes it upon herself to wheel the ol' mop and bucket in there and get to mopping.

It's when she's in the middle of this grim task, pushing around the puddle of sanguine, soapy water and squeezing it out into a bucket full of much the same, listening to some 80's synthwave through her headphones, that she suddenly feels the presence of someone else in the warehouse with her. This doesn't necessarily bother her, but she does acknowledge that they're there by stopping what she's doing and pulling off her headphones.

Looking up, she notices the stranger there. Seems the Office has pulled someone in from another dimension again. She smiles at the stranger and welcomes them.

"Hello! How are you? Sorry about the mess. Someone fell off the lift earlier," she says, gesturing at the halfway cleaned ruddy mess on the floor. "Don't worry, they're all right, just made one hell of a mess, as you can see, ahahahaha. Anyway, ah, yeah, you're probably full of questions right now, and that's okay! That's normal. I'd be full of questions too. The good news is, I can probably answer all of them! Most of them. And I'm happy to do that."

Setting aside the mop, Thursday goes to offer her hand for them to shake in greeting, but then realizes they might not want to do that given she wasn't wearing any gloves just now while cleaning. "Er- maybe in a sec after I wash up. But- my name is Thursday! That's right, just like the day of the week. I mean, if you have days of the week where you're from. But, anyway, you're welcome here!"

#cw blood #open starter #that moment when you spend part of your morning writing up a starter for someone only to discover they've blocked you out of the blue xD #okay well it's an open starter for everyone now! here you go! :p #permanent open starter

[baekhvuns]

Yes fantasy anime for suuuuure, an epic one. I'm the opposite because I listen to Fireworks VERY often, I need to by hyped all the time so Wonderland, Fireworks, The Leaders, Rocky etc. I need to be in a certain mood for slower tracks, the hard-hitting ones are my go to because I need NOOOOOISEEEE. I actually much prefer Still Here over Better I don't listen to Better often, it's fine but just doesn't do it for me you know? But My Way is so nice and the sax too?!

I will neverrrrr link the video here don't worry, I have my limits x.x I have a friend who saw Hwa's soft side, but is still a bit disturbed by him, in a good way, but they don't get me calling him my lil meow meow :( he IS one though. I know irl he has a resting bitch face and looks judgemental and serious I still don't understand people saying they're scared of him wtf, lmao. What are you 5?!

I clicked on the link expecting nerd, got MILF instead well...

That Y/N sounds really fun, I'm excited! Yes, the lack of personality is the issue really, sometimes they're also "not like the other girls" in a way and is pisses me off. Had to mention Addicting Kitten again lmao there's no escape, but AK was on the shy side, but she was so sweet and fun too. I mean girle let some goth guy eat her out just like that 😭😅 absolutely BBHwa Y/N was so cool I love her. I know people's experiences are different, but some the characters sound like they're borderline nuns or 10 year olds...

Gotta buy a safe at this point, nvm putting my pcs in binders to the safe they go! I wish the merch was cheaper though 🥴 after all it's pretty simple, so relax maybe

The tiny cat is a she and she's very sweet and cuddly, but also likes being alone. She's not very playful though :( the other two are devils and run around like little horses, but she's just like "no, I'd rather chill" she looks feisty but is shy. Kinda like Seonghwa...😵 the devils aren't cuddly but they demand to be petted at all times and they always purr and talk shit hahaha. One even "sings" high notes kahdudyayhsjshs and he always randomly flops belly out so you have to rub it

Taehyung is my almost birthday bestie and so is SVT's Joshua that much I know. No my mother is truly a 🤡 what can I say, we don't get along most of the time 🔫

Ironically the pcs that look too perfect are often fanmade, because the originals have certain markings or are sometimes messed up 💀 listeeeeen, I don't really buy Hwa's broadcast photocards because the prices are crazy, but otherwise I gotta collect them all <3

Right so what was the point of showing off his cheek and ear moles just to erase them in the next photo, consistency who? Whenever they cover Felix's freckles I'm closer to my 13th reason. Thankfully he's been showing them a looooot recently, but I always check if they're visible or not 👀

Oof that's a whole psychoanalysis for sure, some of the quiz creators need to stop 😭 and when they kind nail it...

I'm the general yes! Omg you're a pirate congrats *Pirate by Everglow starts playing* Okay so you're a pirate that kidnapped my prince Hwa and we need to duel ⚔

I'm dying we got Hwa x Soohyuk, we got Hwa as Joonggil's and Ryeon's child, now it's this https://twitter.com/sthwars/status/1530515868190646272?t=yrtrnwRTQoHouMVwzIQ8Rw&s=19

- DV 💖

hi hello!!!

Yes fantasy anime for suuuuure, an epic one. I'm the opposite because I listen to Fireworks VERY often, I need to by hyped all the time so Wonderland, Fireworks, The Leaders, Rocky etc. I need to be in a certain mood for slower tracks, the hard-hitting ones are my go to because I need NOOOOOISEEEE. I actually much prefer Still Here over Better I don't listen to Better often, it's fine but just doesn't do it for me you know? But My Way is so nice and the sax too?!

ateez anime ost when 😭😭😭 JCKABDKW SCREAMING BULNORIYA EVERY TWO SECS,,, do u ever just out an ateez song up in ur headphones and do ur model walk to it in public and it just 🤌🏼🤌🏼 to the beat FRR GETS ME GOINGGG,,, LMFAOOOO NEED THE NOISE FHEJDHKS okay yes still here is so good, the chorus seems like their in a arena and fans ate chanting with them, YES PK ALBUM UNDERRATED BOP NO SKIP

I will neverrrrr link the video here don't worry, I have my limits x.x I have a friend who saw Hwa's soft side, but is still a bit disturbed by him, in a good way, but they don't get me calling him my lil meow meow :( he IS one though. I know irl he has a resting bitch face and looks judgemental and serious I still don't understand people saying they're scared of him wtf, lmao. What are you 5?!

i wouldve watched the link but gehqdkw 🔫 DISTURBED BY HIM?? 😭😭😭😭 GIRLIE TRAUMATIZED IN A GOOD WAY JVDKWJ if hwa fans don’t call hwa lil meow meow are u even a hwa fan 🤨 NO FRRR SOME PPL BE SO SCARED OF AN IDOL WITH A RBF??? FOR WHAT?????? i knew someone who was terrified of sehun bc he has rbf and they said they’d never wanna see him angry and them i showed him his real self and they did the “oh” BDKQHDKW BUT YEAH WHATS WRONG WITH RBF 😭😭🤚🏼

I clicked on the link expecting nerd, got MILF instead well...

✨✨ANON MILF ERA MANIFESTING ✨✨

That Y/N sounds really fun, I'm excited! Yes, the lack of personality is the issue really, sometimes they're also "not like the other girls" in a way and is pisses me off. Had to mention Addicting Kitten again lmao there's no escape, but AK was on the shy side, but she was so sweet and fun too. I mean girle let some goth guy eat her out just like that 😭😅 absolutely BBHwa Y/N was so cool I love her. I know people's experiences are different, but some the characters sound like they're borderline nuns or 10 year olds...

super fun! like u know those side character best friends who’re kinda loud,,, this is that yn bC SIDE CHARACTERS DESERVE LOVE,,,, sTOP NO THE NOT LIKE OTHER GIRLS 😭😭😭😭 like they say it so subtly u can literally see it 😭😭 YES AK WAS SHY BUT GIRLIE A FREAK AND WE LOVED TO SEE JF FBFB bbhwa yn absolutely amazing, i would love it if she beat me with a broom <3 i just know she’s hot <3 NBBFMWDNSBDHWDW BORDERLINE NUNS GET THE FUCK OUT IM SCREAMJGMBGKEBFKWBDKS THATS SO SO TRUE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IM YELLING GET OUT U JUST MADE MY DAY

Gotta buy a safe at this point, nvm putting my pcs in binders to the safe they go! I wish the merch was cheaper though 🥴 after all it's pretty simple, so relax maybe

LMFAOOOO 😭😭 if the merch was cheaper the way they’d sell it out 😭😭😭 ateez world domination if merch was cheap 🔫

The tiny cat is a she and she's very sweet and cuddly, but also likes being alone. She's not very playful though :( the other two are devils and run around like little horses, but she's just like "no, I'd rather chill" she looks feisty but is shy. Kinda like Seonghwa...😵 the devils aren't cuddly but they demand to be petted at all times and they always purr and talk shit hahaha. One even "sings" high notes kahdudyayhsjshs and he always randomly flops belly out so you have to rub it

omg 😭😭😭 ADOPTING THE TINY ONE SHE SOUNDS SO CUTE PLS,,, we love that girlie she’s the unbothered one <33 AYO AYO RHWKHDKW U HAVE UR OWN SEONGHWA AYO AYO 🤚🏼👁🤚🏼 LMFAOOOO THE DEVILS JCNDKDJ TALK SHIT FBFB I BET THEY KNOW SO MUCH TEA,,, 😭😭😭🤚🏼🤚🏼 THE ONE WHO RANDOMLY SINGS IS A WOOYOUNG THAT IS HIM 😭😭😭😭

Taehyung is my almost birthday bestie and so is SVT's Joshua that much I know. No my mother is truly a 🤡 what can I say, we don't get along most of the time 🔫

FBWMFBWKBD at lEAST THERES A LITTLE BIT OF HUMOUR,,, are u near the dec 26-jan6 birthdays??

Ironically the pcs that look too perfect are often fanmade, because the originals have certain markings or are sometimes messed up 💀 listeeeeen, I don't really buy Hwa's broadcast photocards because the prices are crazy, but otherwise I gotta collect them all <3

AAHHHHHH i have a broadcast pc of his and like it looks so basic but i have a fan made one and those ones usually seem more over the top FBNEBDEJ LMFAOOOO UR LIMIT DISAPPEARS AT SEONGHWA

Right so what was the point of showing off his cheek and ear moles just to erase them in the next photo, consistency who? Whenever they cover Felix's freckles I'm closer to my 13th reason. Thankfully he's been showing them a looooot recently, but I always check if they're visible or not 👀

EXACTLY CONSISTENCY WHO,,, FBWMDBKW NO BC THEY COVER IT SO MUCH I THOUGHT HIS FRECKLES WERE FAKE 😭😭😭 also

Oof that's a whole psychoanalysis for sure, some of the quiz creators need to stop 😭 and when they kind nail it...I'm the general yes! Omg you're a pirate congrats *Pirate by Everglow starts playing* Okay so you're a pirate that kidnapped my prince Hwa and we need to duel ⚔

no fr i just wanna have a chat with them bc how are they so accurate 🔫 FBWMFBKW A PLOTLINE AYO AYO AYO 🤚🏼

I'm dying we got Hwa x Soohyuk, we got Hwa as Joonggil's and Ryeon's child, now it's this https://twitter.com/sthwars/status/1530515868190646272?t=yrtrnwRTQoHouMVwzIQ8Rw&s=19

if hwa’s mom doesn’t look like her 🤨 FBWKDB i also saw this soohyuk post yesterday and screamed dv anon

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