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[lissomeingenuestuff]

CLARA BOW // charles leclerc - pt. 4

charles leclerc x figureskater!reader

part 1 part 2 part 3

summary: you're an aspiring olympic gold medalist who just wants to compete and have fun. on the way there, a handsome monegasque f1 driver slides into your dms and changes the trajectory of your life.

note: pt. 4 bby! i'm so excited to finally get into the main part of this story with you guys! you have no idea of the devilry i have planned 😈

cassievilleneuve

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cassievilleneuve we weren't cool enough for the amex lounge 🥲

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carolinevilleneuve sleepy bears 🧸💙

y/n l/n at least my ass looks nice 🤷🏻‍♀️

cassievilleneuve speak for yourself i look like a potato 😭 thanks care

carolinevilleneuve anytime 😁

leclerclover43 y/n is so unserious i love her 😄 "at least my ass looks nice"

y/n l/n well it does, doesn't it?

leclerclover43 you're so right queen ofc it does 🤧

leclerclover43 also, any reason why you might be traveling?

y/n l/n 👀🤫

leclerclover43 oH

isabeau.levito vacation without me? 🥲

y/n l/n bby issy you have school!

isabeau.levito australia >>>>>>> school

isabeau.levito also, where did all these people come from? what did i miss?

carolinevilleneuve you missed the y/n x hot driver saga!? dm NOW

callsignice am i the only one wondering why y/n's going to australia literally like 4 days after the olympics ended? didn't she just get back home?

y/n l/n

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y/n l/n cassie's man crush treated us to... whatever that is 😄

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cassievilleneuve i do NOT have a crush!!

y/n l/n bro be so fr i know more about him than i know about my own crushes 😭

sainzismysign don't be shy y/n, tell us, who's your crush 👀

y/n l/n i don't kiss and tell 😝

charles_leclerc Whatever that is it looks like a lot of sugar 😳 can i have some?

y/n l/n i'd get you some, but i don't need your trainer up in my dms threatening me 😔

charles_leclerc Andrea's an angel, I promise 🙏🏻 no threats

pierregasly Andrea, an angel? LMAO

charles_leclerc Pierre, fermez-la!

emmalechair yeah pierre let our boy shoot his shot!

carolinevilleneuve ...where did this picture come from? i don't remember going to a restaurant?

y/n l/n neither did i 😄 the man crush sent it to me

carolinevilleneuve @cassievilleneuve YOU WENT ON A DATE!?

cassievilleneuve IT WASN'T A DATE

y/n l/n liar 😆

mclaren

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mclaren Live footage of @landonorris lying straight to our face after going on a date and consuming his weight in sugar.

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alllyyyssson ehem eXcUsE ME!? LANDO WENT ON A DATE!?

cecelewis ADMIN TELL US WHAT YOU KNOW

jazzyruiz admin rlly thought they could slip the "lando went on a date" at the beginning of the caption and we wouldn't notice 😭

landosleni my husband is cheating on me!?!?!

landonorris IT WASN'T A DATE

mclaren Sure it wasn't, buddy 😛

danielricciardo why you lying

neonorangepapaya LMAO dragggg him daniel!

y/n l/n ✓ 2m

Melbourne Grand Prix Circuit Melbourne, Australia

"Are you sure this is even a good idea?" Y/N bit her lip nervously, letting the hometown hero - Daniel Ricciardo - drag her down the paddock.

"Bit too late for second thoughts now, isn't it?" Daniel quipped, nodding his head at a passing mechanic.

"I'm not having second thoughts, I just... he didn't even invite me here."

"Which is the whole point of a surprise," Daniel pointed out. He turned back to look at her briefly, "By the way, where's your friend?"

At that, Y/N giggled, "With Lando. Those two have been joined at the hip ever since he picked us up from the airport."

"So it was a date!" Daniel crowed triumphantly.

"Obviously!" Y/N snickered. "What else could it have been?"

"He was telling everyone you were there too after the McLaren admin made that post."

Y/N scoffed, "Now, that's a lie! I was dead asleep in our hotel room. Cassie snuck out and I didn't find out until I woke up and saw that Lando sent me that picture, saying she was in good hands."

"I'm not surprised. I wouldn't want to be caught dead on a date with Lando either." Daniel nodded, mock thoughtfully.

Y/N giggled again, "I don't think that's why she didn't tell me."

He hummed, but refrained from saying anything else as they reached the Ferrari garage, bustling as it was with mechanics, engineers, and strategists.

Y/N came to a full stop as he called out, "Oi! Frenchman! Over here!"

An accented voice yelled back, "I'm Monegasque!", as Charles Leclerc emerged from the sea of red, clad in his own scarlet racing gear.

"Same thing," Daniel grinned, but Charles' attention was no longer on him.

"Y/N?" He blurted out in shock.

Y/N lifted a hand nervously and waved, "Hi?"

Charles stood there, staring at her like he'd seen a ghost, until someone behind him shoved him forward and he snapped out of his reverie.

"Uh, hi! Hi!" He laughed, hovering in front of her uncertainly. "What are you doing here?"

"Lando and Daniel invited me," Y/N bit her lip, cheeks reddening. "They, um- we thought it might be a nice surprise."

He didn't say anything for a moment, but just as she was getting ready to backtrack, his face broke out into a beaming smile and he pulled her into a half-hug - an uncertain one, the kind you give someone if you know them, but you don't know them enough to give them a full hug.

"Welcome to Ferrari," he stated loudly as camera flashes went off, pictures and videos recording the moment that would go viral on Twitter and Instagram for the entirety of that day. "The best team on the grid!"

tag list: @1655clean, @norwayxo, @thecubanator2, @theendofthematerialgworl, @c-losur3, @lightdragonrayne

#ferrari #charles leclerc #f1 #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc smau #charles leclerc social media au #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x you #f1 fanfic #lando norris #mclaren #mclaren f1

[octoberautumnbox]

hello kuya box, just wanted to pop in and ask how you're doing :) I've been (im)patiently waiting for yuri comeback news so I can finally get into her more :<)

Fluffy question for you:

Imagine you and Yuri are in school together. You're both in the same friend group and you've had a secret crush on her for years now. While you're hanging out with your friends, you suddenly find yourself alone with her. Despite your anxiety, the moment just feels right - how would you confess to her?

have a yuri :)

hi 0cta9on! everyone and their moms on the edge of their seats for that cb i get it GJKSHFJKDHSGKJSFHJK but we gotta let her cook!! :DDDD

also i keep getting requests and ideas for this general plot LMAO i'll get to that draft eventually! in the meantime please enjoy this short thingy ehe

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It's been about forty minutes now, and nearly everyone is rolling around in the grass of the Sunken Garden. The admin should be kicking people out right now, but for some reason, nobody hears your friends' racket, allowing you free reign for as long as nobody comes near enough. It's strange that you have the free real estate all to yourself, but you're not one to complain. Finals were tough on everybody, and by the looks of it, you and your friends most of all.

Hanbin and Jeongin are locked in a verbal argument, threatening to turn physical soon. Somi yaps on with Chaeryeong off to the side, spilling their drinks on the soil and forming puddles of intoxicating mud in the ground. And finally, Ryujin lies face down in the grass, true to character, and the sheer fact that it's Ryujin silences any alarms that she might be in danger that would have otherwise started blaring in your head.

All that's left is you and Yuri, sitting on a nearby tree root, watching the scenes unfold by the light of a streetlamp infested with moths. She eyes each one lazily, from the fight, to the gossip, to Ryujin who is most probably not dead, as she sips beer from her bottle and punctuates the swig with a relief-filled "ahhh."

Her beauty is mesmerizing, from her half-lidded eyes, to the way her hair perfectly frames her face, to how her lips curl with each sip she takes of her drink. It's nothing like anyone has ever seen before, or, at least not the way you've seen her. It doesn't help that the moon, full as can be, shines its borrowed light as if only on her, like a spotlight to the main character of a soap opera.

It must be the alcohol; it must be. There's not a single reason in the world that you feel the way you feel right now. Never mind that it's bad tonight, never mind that she's so pretty, never mind that this is the first chance you've ever had alone with her, never mind that it might also be the last...

Your heart pounds nearly as hard as your head throbs in search of water. Everything is wrong, and there's only one way to make it right. Lie to yourself, "it's only the alcohol, it's only the alcohol..." Kick yourself mentally: you know it's not.

"Yuri," you say tentatively. Part of you wishes she'd heard and would turn your way, the rest of you prays she didn't.

"Yeah?" Look over to her, find her gaze still glued to the various comical sights in front of the both of you. She smiles at her friends' antics, and she smiles to you. Your eyes make contact, and you swear you've never felt more honest — honest and vulnerable.

"It's only the alcohol, it's only the alcohol..." It repeats like a broken record in your head. You try your damnedest to convince yourself it's only the alcohol, that she's just that pretty tonight, that she's just that pretty every night the past ten years you've known her. This isn't anything special. This is just plain old Yuri. Nothing more, nothing less.

Just Yuri.

"N-nothing. Nice night out, huh?" You realize you're staring, and you avoid her eyes. Take a panicked sip of your own beer, but, fuck, did you make it look not-panicked?

"Yeah, it is. Really is." Yuri places her head on your shoulder and sighs all the air out her lungs. Her eyes flutter shut as she fills her lungs again with a crisp night breeze. By accident, you swear by accident, the fragrance of her hair enters your nostrils, and you take in the comfort of her being plainly close to you.

And just like that, you fail again. Your feelings stay tightly locked in a box, buried deep in the recesses of your heart. Who knows when they'll surface, or if they ever will.

Fuck it. This is enough. More than, even. This is Yuri.

Just Yuri. Nothing more. Nothing less.

#jo yuri #jo yuri fluff #kpop fluff #girl group fluff #izone fluff

[maskyartist]

EXPLOSIVE KINGDOMS questions

did creek find them after the events of the first movie or is it different?

why does creek tell the putt putt trolls everyone is dead if it does takes place after the move?

how did clay and viva take the fact both branch and poppy are dead?

do you think clay also believed floyd is also dead seeing as he left before clay and clay lived in isolation will no idea if floyd left after him?

what inspired you to make this au?

i have more questions but i think this will cover most of what im questioning and also give me more questions i can ask later

FINALLY SOMEONE ASKS THE REAL QUESTIONS AROUND HERE! Been waitin for this one, have a timeline goin on my phone and everything OKAY SO!-

Creek finds them about 1 month after the first movie (a bit after World Tour starts. keep in mind the Putt Putts were isolated completely so they have no knowledge of the rockpocolypse n all that). Instead of the usual canon ending, Creek actually leads the Bergens to Pop Village as usual and ends up escaping in the chaos of the capturing of Trolls, running into the forest and essentially leaving them all for dead

2. So to answer ur second question with the first, its because Creek HIMSELF believes them to be dead! He assumes he saved only himself by leading Chef to Pop Village, and ends up telling Viva just that, fudging the story a bit to make him look sympathetic and the "only survivor of a tragic capture"

2.5 (To follow that up, he essentially tells Viva he and his village were captured by Bergens (true), but that he was the only one who managed to escape by the skin of his teeth and has been alone ever since. he paints himself as a victim entirely to avoid being denied entry to the village)

3. Here's the thing with the Putt Putts. In my mind, i've always hc'd that everyone HOPED the other Trolls were alive but...that was just hope. Everyone actually BEING alive was a pipe dream in their minds after the cave in. They believe the cave in extended to the entirety of the tunnel, not just their end, so they believe the entire Pop Tribe that were ahead of them are dead. Clay has a sobering realization he was right all along, and Viva is stone cold anger.

Learning her people were still out there, still being hunted, and eaten, it lights a fire in her heart.

This is the spark that begins the Putt Putt's aim for an all out war. So at least for this AU, the Putt Putts always believed the other Trolls were dead from the start.

4. While yes his brothers did leave, Clay had no idea WHERE they left. The only brother he has doubts on if he's dead is John Dory, seeing as he left for the mountains, and even then no one's a perfect survivalist. Who knows if he made it?

In my mind (and canon for this specific AU), the leaving order went JD immediately, then Spruce a few days later, Clay a couple weeks after that, and finally Floyd leaving Baby Branch with Grandma. Having it happen so immediately in the movie doesnt really sit right with me for this situation? So I wanted it spaced out

Clay has no idea where Floyd went. Hes got no clue hes on a "solo career". So he assumes he stayed with Branch and that they're both gone. Along with the unknown place of Spruce and the potential of what the mountains did to JD...

There are five planted flowers behind the Admin Building. One for each of his brothers, and one for his grandmother who he assumes died in the tunnels as well.

5. Honestly? And ur gonna laugh but aside from my general love of dramatic AUs and the idea of Clay being an arsonist making me laugh one night, I got tipped over the edge...CAUSE I FOUND THIS ANIMATIC-

AND ITS SO GOOD

the actual animatic (while being incredible amazing tasty spectacular) didnt inspire me, the SONG did. the idea of Viva singing the first half while her Putt Putts charge into Bergentown-

"In all of my years of living, it isn't very often that I get this far-

I try to chill with the waves...but damn, you've crossed the line~"

"I've been so gracious! And yet you hurt the people of mine!

That's right, the Trolls that you made die...were mine."

(with a lil tweaking to make it fit)

While Clay's under the city rigging things up cornered by Poppy and Branch trying to make him stop this and just-

"You are the worst kind of good, 'cause you're not even great." (aimed at Poppy)

"The Queen, who reeks of false righteous, that's who I HATE!"

"Because you fight to save lives, but can't kill, and won't keep us all safe.

I mean, you totally could've avoided all this, had you just ended them...

But no."

"You are far too nice! Mercy has a price!"

LIKE THERES A VIBE HERE (obviously this isn't what'll happen im still ironing out details but this was my inspo :) That and Persona 5 Tactica that game's all about revolution)

I would say, keep in mind, this scenario would take place after finding out that yes the other Trolls are still alive, but now Viva and the Putt Putts are committed to completing with they started for those they lost to Trollstice's before them. They WANT revenge. Why should they have to play nice? Why should THEY forgive the consumption of their people? That kinda vibe :)

AND WHATEVER ELSE U WANNA ASK IS TOTALLY FINE! Send questions as u think of em! :D This AU isn't entirely complete quite yet, so these asks help me really nail down what details I want or at least see things written out and get some good feedback! :D

#masky gets the mail #explosive kingdoms au #trolls dreamworks #trolls clay #trolls viva #trolls creek #long post #i would've done a read more but i feel this is just gonna be long no matter what #hopefully this answers ur questions!! :D #if yall got anything to ask about my other aus absolutely send em my way #again this helps me iron things out SO much more then u think #my adhd brain needs the help #there's still one more AU i wanna design for and then i'll have my nice lil star of AUs #cause i think i deserve to have a John Dory in the John Dory support group too >3> #....well two if we also include The Royal Party but he'd never admit to needing therapy

[ballercollective]

i have so many regretevator ocs and i have all their current info under cut. WARNING THERES A LTO AND NORMAN'S ISN'T FINISHED [they all have designs i promise. also if you remember my old charades art NO YOU DONT]

Name/Nickname: Charades [No NN] Age [Optional]: Early 30s Pronouns: They/Them Gender: Nonbinary Sexuality: Pan Ace Personality: A very shy person when out of their town, they try their best to help others, yet it’s hard for them to reach out at first. They struggle with social situations, especially awkward/sad moments. They’re a big fan of catching bandits and being the hero. They’re pretty anxious about a lot of things. Occupation: Sheriff Species: Cat; Grey And White Tuxedo[?] Etc.:

Has anxiety

HEAVILY implied to not be a cat at all

Phrase when walking in is “Meowdy! Haha.. get it?”

Birthday is July 27th ————————— Gets on at: Minefield, Other Elevator [Rare] Gets off at: Two Stud Camp, Slide 4 Admin Can be killed?: Yes [MR] Can damage?: No If full..: Minefield: Hop the fence and start running away Other Elevator: Stand still If MR is on..: Minefield: Walk on a mine and explode Other Elevator: Fall apart

Idle: “This place.. isn't very big on the inside.” “I hope I can get back home soon.” “Are you a bandit?? If yes.. can I arrest you?” “I gotta hang in there!” “I’ve always hated elevators.. Where do you think we’re going?” “Fun fact! Us sheriffs, we don’t actually carry guns a whole lot!” “oh god please don't talk to me-” “Uhm.. you seem nice enough.” “Fun fact! I only have 7 lives! “S-Sorry ab-meow-t how.. nervous I am.” “Agh.. I can’t stop thinking about.. that nya-ghtmare…” Leaving: “Bye!!” “I’m outta here- way too spooky!!!” “I should get back to town… later.” Petals: “Oh… thanks.” “purr” “They’re getting stuck in my fur!” “Well, aren’t you sweet.” “What purr-etty petals… Please tell me you got the joke..” “I-Is this some sort of confession?? Sorry, but no..” Spray: “HEY! CUT IT OUT!” “Ughh.. I hate getting wet.” “Ew ew ew ew..” “What did I do wrong??” Snowball: “AIEE!!!” “Brrr.. so cold.” “OW!” “Please don't do that..” Tomato: “EWEWEWEWEW!!!!” “Leave me alone!!” “It looks like I’m covered in blood, hAha…” “STOP IT.” “I’M SORRY!!!” C4: “THAT REALLY SCARED ME!!” “WHAT DID I DO??” “I-I didn’t even do anything to you…” “That reminded me of a bank heist..”

Name/Nickname: Kirnamii [Kirn] Age [Optional]: 264 Pronouns: She/Her Gender: Female Sexuality: Agatic Personality: Laid-back and talkative, she loves making friends and meeting new faces. She’s sort of forgetful, but she tries her best to make every time a good time. Occupation: N/A Species: Ghost [Human] Etc.:

Loves talking about dance

Phrase when walking in is “Boo!” or “Sup?”

Phrase when walking in when MR is inside is “oh.”

Birthday is November 1st ————————— Gets on at: SharkCo Mall, Shop Space Gets off at: Happy Home, Backrooms Can be killed?: No Can damage?: No If full..: SharkCo Mall: Float around Shop Space: “Walk” around If MR is on..: N/A, no difference in entering.

Idle: “Why are there so many floors??” “BOO!! Did I get you?” “I keep trying to think about my life..” “This place is full of WEIRDOS!!” “When does a man become a monster?” “I could leave anytime I want, but I'm too tired.” “Did you know I used to love to dance? I can’t anymore, but.. It was fun.” “Hey.. do you know what happened to Kasper?” “Last night, I dreamt about going to a party!! But.. it wasn’t fun for long. That beret..” Leaving: “See ya!” “I guess this is my stop.” Leaving [Happy Home]: “I know I’m not invited, buuut..” Petals: “Wow, these are really pretty.” “I’d toss petals back at you, but.. Y’know.” “Even though they go right through me, I appreciate the gesture!” “Yeah, no thanks, keep your petals.” “Are these.. fresh? How are they not dead??” Spray/Snowball/Tomato/C4: N/A

Name/Nickname: ID_INVERT.EXE [Invert] Age [Optional]: N/A Pronouns: She/It Gender: Supposedly agender, unconfirmed Sexuality: AroAce-spec Personality: Kind-hearted and suspicious, but tries to get friends. It’s hard to trust them. Occupation: N/A Species: Chemically charged computer program, technically a robot. Etc.:

Related to Unpleasant somehow

Has implied that it kissed Bive a few years ago in a conversation with her

Phrase when coming on is “[]”

No confirmed birthday, but it’s implied to be when “The Thing [1982]” came out, aka June 25th ————————— Gets on at: FNARB, Dodge Teh Teapots Gets off at: Cardboard Mansion, Two Stud Camp, Infected’s Apartment Can be killed?: Yes [If sprayed] Can damage?: Yes [If MR is in the elevator] If full..: FNARB: Fade away Dodge Teh Teapots: Walk the other way If MR is on..: FNARB: Walk out one of the doors. After a second, all of the power cuts, which basically guarantees Reddy going in the office. Dodge Teh Teapots: Get on the elevator and play a ticking noise, exploding after 5 or so seconds, killing all NPCs and players in it. Including MR.

Idle: “>_WHAT ARE THE SCHEMATICS FOR THIS MACHINE??” “>_DO YOU ENJOY READING? I DO.” “>_CAN WE BE FRIENDS?” “>_SUSPICIOUS? ME? UNLIKELY.” “[<ACTION_IDLE>]” “[<ERROR. ERROR. BATTERY LOW. RECHARGING…>]” “>_…AWKWARD. THIS IS AWKWARD.” “>_THAT BLACK AND FUZZY ONE. DO YOU KNOW HER?” Leaving: “[<ACTION_LEAVE_RGTVR>]” “>_GOODBYE.” Petals: “[<SYSTEM OVERHEATING. COOLING ACTIVATED.>]” “>_I LOVE FLOWERS!” “>_RUBIGANOSAS…” “>_I THINK YOU DROPPED YOUR PETALS ON ACCIDENT.” “>_DID YOU PICK THESE?” “[<CHECKING FOR VIRUS “ILOVEYOU”… NO VIRUS DETECTED.>]” “>_PLEASE DO NOT LITTER.” Spray: “[<ERROR. ERROR. ERROR. SD_SEQ ACTIVATED.>]” Explode!!! Snowball: “>_I HATE SNOW. IT IS WET.” “>_HAS WINTER COME?” “[<ERROR. HEATING ACTIVATED.>]” “>_IS THIS SOME SORT OF WEIRD GREETING?” Tomato: “>_I WOULD RATHER YOU NOT.” “>_WHAT AN.. ODD GESTURE.” “>_DID YOU WANT ME TO EAT IT OR SOMETHING??” “>_I DO NOT LIKE TOMATOES.” “>_DISGUSTING.” C4: “>_THAT WOULD NOT HURT ME.” “>_I CANNOT DIE FROM EXPLOSIONS.” “>_I AM BLAST-PROOF.” “>_NOT FUNNY.”

Name/Nickname: Erick [No NN] Age [Optional]: N/A Pronouns: She/He Gender: Nonbinary Sexuality: Trixic Personality: Just Poob and Infected mixed together. A lil bit of Split too. Occupation: Science/Math teacher. Species: Epic face, “Epickani” Etc.:

Cringe

Constantly says random references, such as repeating “The president’s shoelaces.” during a conversation with Flesh Cousin

It’s implied he bites you after you hit him with 16 snowballs, with the lines “Yummy!!” and “Om nom nom!!”

Phrase when coming in is “HAI!!”

Birthday is December 13th ————————— Gets on at: Gumball Machine, Skyblock Gets off at: Slide 4 Admin, Tumblr Ballpit, Backrooms Can be killed?: Yes [MR] Can damage?: Yes [If hit with 16 snowballs. -25 hp.] If full..: Gumball Machine: Jump on top of the elevator Skyblock: …Also jump on top of the elevator If MR is on..: Gumball Machine: Run up the machine quickly, standing near where the player enters to beat the floor Skyblock: Jump off the side

Idle: “Do u liek teh color of teh sky?? :3” “JINKIEZ!!! @_@” “Pineapplez r in mah headdd… ^_^” “Beep boop!!!! I look 4 accidental haiku postz!!!! Sometimez I mess up.. :3” “Do u evn understand color theory???? xD” “1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7…” “Blu canary in teh outlet by teh lightswitch!! :33” “Mah stupid dreamz let dat THING in again!!! >x[“ Leaving: “SRRY YALL!!!! FOMO!!!! x3” “#StayWoke!!!” Petals: “Woa.. u could b mah bae… :O” “ILY!!!!!” “Teh rosez of romance!?!?!?” “woa.. this is so kewl…” “Kiss mee!!! Kiss me wif ur eyez closed!!!! X3” “RAWR!! <3” Spray: “I will smack dat bottle STRAIGHT outta ur handz. I’ll do it." “grrr…” "This is how 2 b a heartbreaker.. </3” “Ur such a n00b.” “Who do u think u r??? Teh queen of mean???” Snowball: “grrrrr…” “Spleef moment ^_^” “I used 2 eat snow :7” “This makez me hungry..” “Dat felt liek a mallet :[“ “Don’t throw so hard!!!!!” [After 16]: “Om nom nom!!” “Yummy!!” “I said DON’T THROW SO HARD!!!!!” “If ur hp gets 2 0, u lose!” “grrr BARK BARK." "I'm cold >:/" Tomato: “Ah, a classic!! :3” “I feel liek a hospital floor now…” “I’m nawt a jester!!! :[“ “BOB!?!?!? :O” “Nawt very epik…” C4: “Plz don’t scare me liek dat..” “C4.. more liek.. c u l8r.. xD” “KABOOM!!!!” “TACTICAL NUKE INCOMING!!!!” “AIRSTRIKE!!!!”

Name/Nickname: Pot [No NN] Age [Optional]: 20 Pronouns: She/Her Gender: Cis Fem Sexuality: Pan Personality: THE KINDEST LITTLE GAL YOU'VE EVER MET. SO GENUINELY SWEET AND CARING!!! She’s really big into gardening, and she loves to plant clovers and daffodils specifically. Occupation: Gardener Species: Plant Pot Etc.:

Her pot can either have clovers or daffodils in it

Phrase when coming in is “Well hello there!”

Phrase when entering Pick-a-Plant is “Welcome to my shop! Have a look around!”

Birthday is April 22nd ————————— Gets on at: Bugbo Gets off at: Two Stud Camp, Cardboard Mansion, Pick-a-Plant [Fanmade Floor] Can be killed?: Yes [MR] Can damage?: No If full..: Bugbo: Stay at stand [she replaces the rock stand btw] If MR is on..: Bugbo: Same

Idle: “What’s your favorite flower? Mine’s the stock!” “I should grow some more clovers when I get back..” “Maybe I shouldn’t leave my plants around those bug-folk.. Eugh..” “I’ve tried to advertise my plants, but I don’t get many orders.” “I have this one client who keeps asking for apples. She’s really nice!” “I keep hearing rustling near my shop.. I hope it’s nothing.” “Sometimes, I’ll see a figure in my dreams. We talk a lot!” Leaving: “I need to check on my flowers!” “Did I forget to feed the venus flytraps!?” “I have to water my plants!” Leaving [Pick-a-Plant]: “Here we are!”/“Buy whatever you’d like!” “This is my shop!”/”You can browse if you wanna!” Petals: “Aww!” “Oh, are these rose petals? Adorable!” “Did you pick these yourself?” “Thank you!” “How lovely!” “You’re very nice!” Spray: “Thanks a bunch!” “How refreshing..” “That really helps!” “Now my plants are watered!” “Oh, I forgot to water these earlier! Thank you!” Snowball: “Yikes..” “I hate winter..” “That feels weird!” “Why’d you do that?” “If you’re trying to water my plants.. Don’t do that.” Tomato: “Oh no!” “Y-You dropped it!” “AYE!!” “The poor tomato…” “sniffle” “You could’ve really hurt me with that!” C4: “Woah! You nearly scared me to death with that!” “Yippee!!” “I’m really fragile..” “That’s a really mean prank!”

Name/Nickname: NO-R-MAN [Norman] Age [Optional]: N/A Pronouns: He/She/Any Gender: Male Sexuality: Hype-Bisexual Personality: {WORK IN PROGRESS} Occupation: N/A Species: Warning Sign [Robot] Etc.:

His face changes when talking.

Phrase when coming in is “Good evening.”

Birthday is Jaunary 1st Gets on at: Suspiciously Elongated Room Gets off at: Backrooms, Tumblr Ballpit, UES Can be killed?: Yes [MR] Can damage?: No If full..: SER: Doesn’t appear. If MR is on..: SER: As soon as she gets in front of the elevator, TARMITE crushes her. The floor ends after.

Idle: {WORK IN PROGRESS} Leaving: {WORK IN PROGRESS} Petals: {WORK IN PROGRESS} Spray: {WORK IN PROGRESS} Snowball: {WORK IN PROGRESS} Tomato: {WORK IN PROGRESS} C4: {WORK IN PROGRESS}

#regretevator #regretavator #roblox regretevator #roblox #regretevator roblox #regretevator oc

[spotsupstuff]

So, in the off the string Ancients time au, What is the reaction of the Ancients that live on top of the iterators when they discover that the puppet just disconnected/disappeared from the structure? How much time does it take them to discover this?

oh dear Heavens above. scandal and horror and anger and affront... they and their little comfortable asses go "oh how can we live now! !!!?!?!!" when the consequences of the separation start hitting them might take like. a month or however long it was meant to be till the next resource delivery

it all ultimately depends on the Iterators' relationships with their citizens and Mechanics/Admins if the ittie has 'em, honestly!

Euros' citizens would try to immediately bring him back (first gotta find him but lets be honest he'd be hanging out in that one farm district n wouldn't try to run so like. it wouldn't be that hard.) n lock him in the chamber so he'd somehow plug into the umbilical arm again by himself. they wouldn't really care that he wouldn't be able to or that he'd most likely end up dying in there, he just better figure it out! thankfully, Sparrows would Not accept that in the least

she might not stand up for herself, but for her boyfriend she fuckin Will and with that shotgun of hers at that

it would take longer for the citizens of Desaevio to notice that Boreas' Blessing isn't supplying the city anymore because of how big it is. that would be the better scenario. they'd notice pretty early he isn't acting right because of the Iterator Mechanic school. which is the bad scenario. because he'd need to figure all of this by himself which would be much harder with how old he is (so used to his usual state of existence unlike hardly 100 year old Euros). n then he'd have to figure out how to make an escape away from himself, cuz unlike Euros he Would suspect immediately that if he is found here like this it will Not end well for him. not to mention the need to find some kind of way to feed the puppet... Boreas' houses would be way less merciful to him than Euros' which says a lot

Fish would cry out for help to the Ancients! he wouldn't try to run away or anything of the sort, instead would do his best to notify them and then would be very compliant with them. they'd house the puppet in the shrine while they'd be trying to figure out how to fix this (Fish would very much like to return to his work and unlike Boreas he can afford to trust his citizens to have his best interests at heart), the kids would try to bother him and play with him and he'd indulge them while putting on a show of being all grumpy about it. the lil shrimps would be the ones to teach him how to walk in the end!

Notos wouldn't be around at this time, along with Haboob, but for the fun of it: since Gen 3 chambers are like never visited and its Hivemind would stay stable even without the puppet, Notos would have basically all the time in the world to figure out its situation Until it would start to feel weak (cuz of the lack of food, the puppets wouldn't be getting hungry, but weak) even if the Ancients figured it out that quickly n tried to stop it- which they would not because Notos is legit seen as smth that should not be messed with- it would be able to work with its structure despite the disconnect to keep itself safely away from the grabby arms

aaand Zephyr n Haboob would be mostly unaffected. Zeph at least until Boreas would manage to somehow drag himself over to her (she'd be his first destination cuz 'oh damn- now that i am... severed i could offer zephyrus finer services.'). then she'd probably be like "you know what, fuck the structure. it's probably all half dead at this point without me keeping it in order. we'd do well to depart as fast as possible- come on.". MAYBe she'd try to get out of her structure by herself but that'd be pretty risky ngl

#Spot says stuff #rw #oc tag #off string ancient times au #and then Euros n Sparrows get a call that this is happening group-wide prolly from Boreas' overseer n theyd be like 'SHIT WE GOTTA HELP EM' #n theyd race for it. now imagine Euros in baggy pants sparrows jacket a hat goggles and rebreather mask all in the name of disguise

[creatress-corruption]

More... headcannons? Kinda? I dunno

It has an effect on you, growing up surrounded by magical items.

Cassie would know this the best.

Being raised with the Old Builders and their many mystical items has left her with some... oddities. But we already know these, so instead we'll look at the others and how they are effected.

Harper spent decades with the Redstone Heart, tinkering with redstone, building machines; even after PAMA has been dismantled, gone, dead, the woman can still feel the static at the back of her neck, can hear the electrical current running from one piece of machinery to the next; she knows, sometimes, how to fix things without even having to look at it.

Ivor and Soren both spent time with the Command Block, more than any of the others had, touched it with their bare hands, touched an item that could bend reality, create and destroy, that could tug at the threads of the universe, doing whatever the user desires; but Soren knew what he was getting into, and once the Order disbanded, threw himself into anything that wasn't the gods-dammed block. But even so, he can still see it, if he stares off too long, eyes glassy and unfocused, the code of something no mortal is meant to see.

But Ivor- Ivor who lived in the Farlands where order goes to die, who messed with potions and enchantments, who went far and beyond, first in revenge, then in curiosity- for him it's worse. Sometimes at night he'll be sleeping, but- and he knows it sounds crazy, because it is- but he sees himself, asleep, and the longer the stays there, staring, the more the world begins to unravel. Code- yellow, blue, red, and all the colours in between- flashing and crawling and taking over until only he remains.

It reminds him of the Witherstorm, devouring everything until only it remained.

And beyond it, he sees... something. He doesn't know how to describe it, but-

Here's the thing. The Command Block isn't supposed to effect people like this. It just... isn't, kay? But the constant use- creating portals between worlds when it was too dangerous to do so by hand, despawning an Ender Dragon (a dimension guardian), the corruption of a Wither (and a potion, a failure, but still soaking into it, dripping between pieces of hardware and redstone wires centuries old (sparking, glitching, failling), that too effected it)- it all adds up to this: like mold it takes over, spreading, invisible at first, but there.

And it effects Ivor, and Soren, and the Order- hell, even the other Builders were effected (and Cassie, young Cassie, left alone, staring staring staring, hearing whispers when there were none). And there comes a day when Jesse and Ivor talk. And the description Jesse gives him is- it's-!

- but Ivor stares at an infinite galaxy. Structures everywhere. A line-up of every plant, animal and sentiment being lined up like some twisted museum. And in the center- (calling-glowing-whispering-powerful)- is- its...

Well. You've met Romeo, yes? Looked into the eyes of an uncaring god, thousands of years old. And... well. Ivor muses that the Admins had to have gotten their powers somehow.

Mevia and Hadrian, more than Otto, guarded the Atlas with a fervor that had the man worried. The Flint 'n Steel weren't special, it was the enchantment on them that was, but the Atlas... well, making more of it would be a... trying endeavor, let's just say and leave it at that.

But that possessiveness leaves the two with a perfect sense of direction. Getting out of that bedrock world with nothing but chickens/zombies was easy, but it was this imprint of the Atlas' powers that sped that up by whole weeks, leading them straight to the weak point between walls. It helps them, Hadrian knowing where to step to avoid a trap in Cassie's mansion, Mevia knowing where to go in the cramped, desolate Underneath.

And- while it wasn't the crowns themselves that gave the chickens their Eversource abilities, but just a way to tell them from normal chickens- there is something there. Isa can tell Benedict from a normal chicken with just a glance, crown or no crown. Perhaps it's something innate within her, or because she took one as a pet- a familiar- but Isa knows an Eversource when she sees one, her own or a wild one. And it can't be a simple intuition, a guess, because she's always right. There is no tell, the chickens are identical down to their last atom- the only difference lay in the eggs they lay, and that's a magical difference, not a scientific one, so no one can actually tell them apart. Except Isa.

There's a magic to their world- their universe, with its millions of worlds and thousands of dimensions. And Cassie- free, seeking forgiveness, and mending broken and strained relationships- wants to see more of it.

And there is a man here, in Beacontown, who leaves her with fleeting feelings of familiarity, hair like hers, but while her eyes where the green of trees and grass, his were of honey and the sun.

She knows the looks they get- worried, suspicious, angry, horrified- and she gets it. Because they are similar. And everyone knows it, and they are worried.

But it doesn't matter, because Cassie Rose has never really cared for the opinions of the masses (being raised by Hadrian and Mevia will do that), and Romeo, after a few frightful, tiring weeks of being human, has stopped caring as well. Instead they spend their days, side by side, him telling her about times long past, her telling him recent events he didn't care to learn about.

And Jesse may have taken his powers, he may have taken Xara's, but Cassie knows magic, knows power. But she knows that people are fearful of such. And why wouldn't they be? They've gone through so much in only a decade.

So Cassie Rose stays quiet when Romeo gets angry and the room temperature rises or falls. She doesn't mention how his eyes glow, or how his teeth are still so sharp. Or how- when they leave, off to explore- the monsters leave a wide berth, never attacking the ex-admin. She pretends to not notice, like everyone else, she notes, how Xara can break blocks with a single punch, how sparks light up around her when she gets angry, how the tips of her fingers are still an endstone yellow, nails a code green in the right light.

She's more careful now. She's learned after all. She's more patient, observant, secretive. She has to be. Because now she has more to loose.

Before, she knew that if she died, then at the very least, Stampy (kind, sweet, caring Stampy) would take care of her cats. But now she has her dads (and she still feels weird calling them that), and her aunts and uncle. She also, uh, met this one kid? Aiden? And well... she likes him, she supposes, and they're similar, both, uh, attacking Jesse and what-not.

And Romeo. Red-haired, honey-eyed Romeo, who helps her take care of her cats, who knows potions and poisons, machinery and architecture, who teaches and cares for her. He fits right in, in her little (but growing) weird family. And she thinks he likes her too, missing someone, her being not-quite a replacement, but something to soothe whatever hurt still exists.

Sometimes he pats her head, ruffling her hair. She likes that.

She likes him, likes all of them. And... maybe she's finally happy.

This morning I randomly thought about all this, put it into words, and then I had to go to school without writing *any* of it down. So there's a chance I've forgotten some things. Which sucks.

#holy shit its been a while huh? #mcsm romeo #mcsm admin #mcsm #headcannons #mcsm harper #mcsm jesse #mcsm order of the stone #mcsm old builders #mcsm cassie rose #mcsm hadrian #mcsm mevia #mcsm otto #mcsm aiden #mcsm headcanons #mcsm isa #mcsm ivor #mcsm soren #text #my stuff #mine #romeo & cassie friendship/found family bc y e s #ive been in a slump for so long and ive finally written something again. props to me ig

[mrstsung]

Vent below if you like liu kang this post isn't for you. This is basically an anti liu kang and really angry post.

Giving y'all a warning.

Again DNI if you like liu kang or "stan" him. Or are a fire god liu kang fan. Because this post isn't for you.

Like I'm giving a warning for a reason because im not gonna be nice rn. I choose violence today ok?

Trying to cite warnings and tag this so people don't get up in arms. (Which they may anyways but hey thats on them if they click further)

Cw:vent,angry admin.

Last warning. If you like liu kang. Plz for the love of god dni and keep scrolling. But if you dont like him. And especially hate fire god liu kang. Plz Continue.

Vent below cut

If you like or stan liu kang but more so mk12/mk1 god *redacted titans derogatory* liu kang.

Kick rocks. He's an asshole. Have a nice die liu kang. 💀🗑⚰

Nah. You can miss me with that. Liu kang deserves nothing but death and suffering. In fact everyone BUT shang tsung deserves it.

Nah if yall would have gave shang something actually decent,livable,love and care,maybe a fucking decent friend that wasn't a previous roster member?,etc. None of this would be a problem. But nope. Liu kang had to be a petty whore bitch with bias agenda. Could have made him evil and made him like dark raiden. But nope you had to make him insufferable and unlikable.

Like a guy who hides behind the im nice,till you disagree or reject his ideals and suddenly you're gaslighted and given shit. Omg much like religious indoctrination. How interesting. But they dont wanna talk about that.

People don't wanna talk about how shitty the writing is. But people don't care so as long as the characters are pretty and fuckable enough. But the more things change the more they stay the same i guess.

Everytime i see mk12/mk1 liu kang i wanna spit on him and punch him and set him on fire and just want him dead and gone for good. Because i fucking hate him. I have never hated even kronika this bad,more so i felt she was a waste of potential, and redundant af. Nah He deserves die.

Like go to Super hell liu kang. Piss off with your shitty fanfic Timeline. Loser bitch ass hiding behind a fake ass smile and preaching peace. Peace my ass. Shit happened anyways. Makes fucking shinnok look like a fucking saint sweetheart in comparison.

Like im not even joking. I don't even care about his reasons. I dont even care what canon says. Or these fucking mk1 liu kang fans say anymore. Im tired.

Which we all know it's because he has weird hang ups over kitana when he could have just fucking left,said fuck it and married her anyways. She would have said yes. But he had to be weird about it,roundabout af,and make everyone suffer because he couldn't get edanian pussy.

Or it's because maybe he thinks he can do better than raiden. The arrogant prick. Nah that god dilf raised you and you give him this shit?! After all he went through?! Thi s is the thanks you give him?! Liu kang im not just disappointed in you im disappointed in the fact raiden didn't kill you off when he had the chance when he went dark. Would've Saved us a shitty game and a half.

Like liu kang did all the things and still had bad things if not worse things. Happen. Preaching peace and prosperity my ass. Fake ass ugly ass hoebag bitch. I hope he chokes on his spit in his sleep. I hope sand get in his ass and never comes out. I hope he dies from this bullshit lame tarkat disease and gets ultra mega plague. I just fucking hate it man.

The villains are lame. The story is lame. Liu kangs fanfic is lame. And nrs is lame.

I'd rather deal with the shitty 2021 movie than this shit. I'd rather deal with shitty writing in mk11 than this. Fr. At least it's entertaining shit.

And shang tsung isn't a fucking dumpster fire in the story. Shao kahn while a meathead is still terrifying. Quan chi isn't there but in 10 he was fucking beeeeeast. Shinnok. Poor shinnok. You deserve better. Cetrion was a waste. Kronika too. Geras was actually scary,but now he's a tool.

Legitimately the gameplay is just juggle better,gimmicky kameos bullshit,and same ol crap different wrapper.

Mk12/mk1? More like mk11.5 . Nothing changes thats worth the money.

I can find better shit on emulators.

Graphics aside what does the new game really truly have to offer? Nothing.

Wishful thinking. Like a bag of lays chips but unlike potato chips which is useful. This game sadly. Is not.

(Liu kang is only valid if he's from the 95 movie thats it. Fuck every other version. But even then it's thin ice at this point. Nrs has ruined liu kang for me.)

So yeah kick rocks liu kang. I hate liu kang and anyone who stans his ass rn in the story and the new game can fuck right off.

#vent #mortal kombat #this is a Liu kang hate post so dni if you like him #but more so if you like mk12/mk1 liu kang #cw vent #cw: vent #admin in not nice today #admin is not nice to liu kang rn #all this potential....wasted

[seekdevotion]

*          𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐒     𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐃          :          mw  types  of  characters?

oh,  baby  we  welcome  all  sorts  !  to  be  helpful  though i'd  like  to  redirect  to  admin emms's  lovely  ideas  here  + the wcs we have open over here but  also  to  add  some  of  my  own:  

literally  any oc of yours  you  love — from  your  most  whimsical and outgoing  characters,  to  your  introverts who are perhaps just as whimsical or alternatively too steely,  to  the  curious  and  nosy,  to  the  antagonistic  and  esp  to  the  most  absurd,  we'll  have  a  ball  anyway!

would  love  love  love  for  more  spots  available  in  our  listings and bits of lore within  to  be  utilized  in  char  creations  as  we  may  have  fun  lil  activities  to  tie  with  each  location  to  post  as  mini  plot  drops  soon.  like  i  would  die  for  an  empire  records  type  vibe  at  flagship  records  or  even  comet  videos.  (when  duncan  isn't  busy  running  the  bowl  like  the  navy,  they're  busy  running  comet  like  the  navy!) and it could be for anything! e.g davey wavey? bring their siren ex partner who mans the food truck that they share custody of after the break up! the  bowl?  needs  its  last  employee!  do  they  have  to  be  a  ghost?  no  but  i'd  love  it  esp  if  they're  related  to  the  owner  who  passed  it  onto  them  and  now theyre  out  here  beefing with  the  local  arcade out of the same establishment while dually hosting karaoke nites and a nice lil partie every third week of the month!  a  strange  establishment  that  needs  the  strange  management  it  deserves! the  faithfulls? bring the horde of faithfull kids running about in town or even their parents! + as  briefly  mentioned  but  in  mind,  they're  a  family  consisting  of  an  retired  priest  ass  over  titties  in  love  with  their  gorgeous  nymph  partner  and  their  possibly  3  children  who  now  own  and  manage  the  diner  +  gas  station. if not keen, just bring anybody with your own personal take on their ties in town! it goes on and on but it's a seemingly small town and we expect many of the chars to be entwined one way or another. of course you'd have to mind present chars with already established relations to mentioned npcs but that only makes way for delicious plotting opportunities!

more  faeries;  those  newly  coming  through  devo  from  their  realm,  those  who  have  stayed  for  longer  and  know  everyone  in  town,  those  who  left  devo  to  go  back  home  and  came  back  years  n  years  later  with  all  the  people  they  once  knew  dead  and  gone  (or  not  quite),  those  who  cannot  go  back  home,  etc.

nymphs  in  general,  i  would  welcome  v  greatly  from  younger  nymphs  to  their  elders, nymphs who collect prophecies like trinkets or keep a record of them like the most elusive time capsule you've ever seen - annotated! - that reads more like a dream journal until things get slightly too literal or personally fugartive and then it's shit and fuck, nymphs who set out to make those happen on their own or reject said prophecies entirely and risk upsetting their elders, nymphs who barely have left their grounds, etc.

mediums  &  ghost  consultants  who  not  only  consult  with  ghosts  or  relatives  of  ghosts  but  intervene  when  they  become  malevolent  and  offer  banishing  services.

characters  interested  in  exploring  the  forests  as  best  as  they  could  and  perhaps  wish  to  craft  sufficient  maps  of  the  area  while  looking  for  the  ones  already  made  (and  even  hidden)  of  town.  i  imagine  them  to  be  working  at  shrike  point  light  for  the  access  of  info  they'd  need  for  this  but  could  be  a  group  effort!

visitors  who  found  themselves  in  this  surrealist  side  of  the  country....  did  the  town and its funky little locals  already  lull  them  into  a  sense  of  belonging  or  are  they  perpetually eyeing the exit sign that kind of gets farther the more they recall images of it in their heads or are they just tourist passing through and having an absolute ball of a time?  are they overwhelmed by the energies coursing around in devo or is it just a  silly  town  that's  weirdly  big  on  parties  every  now  and  then?  did  they  find  their way into devo  incidentally or through yelp for the neat little spots  or  by  word of mouth from the locals and  were  surprised  to  learn  just  how  literal  certain  things  seem  to  be  /  "the  faery  of  a  girl  with  a  yipping  rabbit  is,  in  fact,  an  actual  faery,  accompanying  an  actual  guy  in  a  rabbit  suit  giving  uwu  frank  of  donnie  darko  who  won't  shut  the  fuck  u-"

and much more! these  are  just  ideas  you  could  perhaps  riff  off  of  and  see  what  works  but  really  get  creative  if  you  have  the  muse  +  feel  free  to  message  us  if  you'd  like  more  info  or  any  help  with  ideas  or  insight  in  certain  areas  x

#anonymous #faq. #new rp #appless rp #town rp #supernatural rp #saying ill go 2 bed and yet here i am but im GONE now (and will be BACK) #mumu rp #semi appless rp

[wannawrite]

Min Yoongi Flower Boy AU ! Part 3

Water from above travels from a algae blanketed, cobble stairwell onto the the school river, in the form of slivers of light blazing and twitching in front of Yoongi's eyes, so much that it nearly looks unnatural. It falls heavily to the bottom of the river, blossoming into foamy, snowy flowers. They quickly take the shape of a round, bubble-shaped jellyfish next, before seeping onto the surface of the water as thick squiggles of white and dissolving into the water as bubbles, joining the collection. Lotuses sprout from the bottom of the river, firmly anchored to the solid mud despite its flimsy, unstable looking stem that spiral to the top. On the left, a tree that Yoongi doesn't know of elongates rather crooked branches, its pointy leaves sticking its edges into a little spiny circle. It's practically dotted with green dandelions that hang from twigs, and whatever it was, Yoongi had took a liking to it ever since he came to this place to write songs-it was so, uniquely beautiful, harmful but harmless all at the same time.

"This is a nice spot, Yoongi-ya."

The boy turns his glassy, demure eyes, which quickly lock with his senior's beautifully angled ones in less than a second. Upon seeing his friend here, Yoongi pats the side of the wooden platform lightly, gesturing for him to have a seat. The floor screeches in pain as the older boy takes a seat-yeah, maybe there were a few tiny black holes littered on the surface of the dull, dark-chocolate coloured planks, but hey, the picturesque however simple view more than made up for the quality of some umpteenth year old area. At least, that was what Yoongi thought.

"Namjoon-hyung. Where's Taehyungie? Isn't he normally here to ask questions for his maths homework, or may I say, isn't he normally in school? He would've dropped me a text if he was sick." Yoongi asks.

Namjoon shakes his head. "Taehyung is off having tuition with Jimin's top-of-the-level younger brother, which is good because Taehyung and Jimin are great friends. I just hope he won't get too uncomfortable with Jungkook, a dongsaeng teaching him-"

"Ha, probably not. Taehyung's such a social butterfly, and I've talked with Jungkook before-he's a lot like his student, if I'm honest. Tae doesn't get embarrassed easily, I'm sure he'll be fine." Yoongi ruffles Namjoon's back lightly, before adding, "-Also, I heard from Seokjin-hyung that you tried auditioning for Cube Entertainment? How did it go?"

Namjoon winces slightly, squeezing his pupils in what looks like iron fillings attracted to the center of a magnetic field. Oh, elementary school science-Yoongi suddenly feels a long yearning to go back to when everything was so easy to comprehend. "Ah!!!!!! It was terrible...I felt like digging a hole for myself after the performance. As if there isn't enough pressure from my parents wanting me to choose some law course instead of being a rapper-I've already gone for 5 auditions, tried my luck with the Big 3 and I'm flopping at all of them." He clutches his forehead, both index fingers tracing tiny circles on his skin in an attempt to regain his composure. The very mention of how awkward he had been in front of the Cube judges, twiddling his thumbs and not daring to meet their dagger-like, threatening eyes was nothing but his soul journeying back to hell. Yoongi feels cool tingles rocket up his back. The impression of Namjoon to many was the portrayal of a pretty calm, reserved, and responsible person, so this sight beholding Yoongi's eyes was definitely uncommon.

"Hyung...I know it's difficult for you. I mean, I have two friends which are trainees from there-Lai Guanlin and Yoo Seonho. They thought they did rubbish like you did, but they still went in, didn't they? You're always setting high expectations for yourself Namjoon, even if you're not guaranteed a position there-aish, try not to think about it too much." Yoongi consoles, more tingles springing quicker and quicker up his spine like shooting stars. That is, when he sees his hyung's chin quaking at the speed of a building in an 5th degree earthquake.

"I-Yoongi, I just-It's so hard to be strong." Namjoon's voice surrenders to his feelings at the last part, pitch raising a little at the words 'hard' and 'strong'. He ends up sobbing into Yoongi's school uniform, splashing big blobs of salty liquid close to the collars of the younger's shirt. Yoongi flinches a little at the sudden skinship, but his heart seems to compress into a tight lidded jar when his eyes dart to the leaky faucet in Namjoon's. He gingerly places his pen and paper on waterproof ground, at least a good 10+ cm away from the river, and hastily pulls his hyung closer, nudging Namjoon's head towards the nape of his neck.

"You don't have to be strong. You don't always have to be. I'm not the best with words, but the only advice I can give? Cry now, please do." Yoongi whispers quietly, his nonchalant attitude softening, however only ever so slightly. And so, Namjoon's screams pierce the air, the yelps of pain, of his hard work going up in flames, of the pleas and ambitions that his parents were, and had been always blinded from. Yoongi wins the battle against his own tears as he feels a slightly stinging sensation seeping into his shoulders; from Namjoon's fingers digging into his skin and pinching the soft, white fabric with his sweatcapped, clammy hands.

"I'm so sorry you had to see me like this, Yoongi-ah." Namjoon's cheeks flush hotly once his sobs and yelps die down like flames to embers, "-I'm always trying to set a good example for you, but I was just a train wreck today." That line earns a hard slap from Yoongi on the wrist.

"Let's hope this hit wakes you up, you stupid. You don't apologise for these kind of things; you're not superhuman, hyung." he grunts, letting loose a few sighs. "Take care of yourself, I swear you're so bloody annoying, making people worried about you like this. Also, go drink some water, your voice is incredibly hoarse."

Namjoon can't help but lift the corners of his chapped pink lips, the brightest, most dimply grin gracing his face as he hugs Yoongi again, just breaking away a little faster this time. "Thanks, Yoongi. I really don't know what I'd do without you."

Yoongi, having wore his perennial, hardened features of pure boredom and nonchalance yet again, rolls his eyes. "Yeah, you better thank me, you punk, after treating your mental health like trash and taking up our time to finish our song lyrics."

"You're really unforgiving with your words, aren't you Yoongi?" A joking sigh escapes Namjoon's lips, still lifting his attractive cheekbones higher than it had ever been, "Tsk, tsk tsk."

"Am I not allowed to state the truth?" Yoongi retaliates defiantly with an eyebrow raise. However, Namjoon knows better than to argue with his dongsaeng, and throws his hands up in surrender. "Okay, okay. Yeah, you are, that's the boy I know and love."

"Ew, don't give me that soppy crap, please. Let's get to work now, I still want to visit Jimin and Tae and Kook after this." Yoongi, still showing his childish side, does a retching motion as he says so.

Namjoon's eyes light up, and Yoongi can't help but smile a little, knowing that the visit would take things of the older's mind. "Good idea. I can help them if they need it too."

"Yeah, I always have good ideas."

"Well, at least they're better than your old grandpa jokes." Namjoon joshes, poor boy getting slapped for the second time today.

"Oh, shut the hell up."

"I swear, Daehwi, you are going to stop, or I am going to kick you again." Your teeth smash together with an obnoxious click as you feel the pressure of your best friend's fingers tugging at your tiny ponytail again, tendrils of lethargy and boredom preventing him from succumbing to slumber, no matter how hard he tried. Really, he acted like a little kid sometimes-it hit a nerve, something you'd have to put up with before getting to your cousin's house. You can feel your adrenaline soar and your legs pushing on the pedals faster, determined to hasten the minutes to the way there.

Daehwi pouts from the back of the bicycle, jutted out lips probably cute and plump, "But Y/N, I'm booooored." He drags his little kid tone mischievously, yet you smirk, coming up with a witty response.

"You won't be very bored if I get Jungkook to tutor you, right?" You say with a wink.

At the mention of tuition, Daehwi scrunches up his face, numerous wrinkles digging themselves into the gap between his small, rosy nose and forehead. Eyebrows arched and eyes narrrowed, he protests whilst dragging his words again, "Y/N, shut uuuuuup !!!!"

"Jeez, you're such a kid. I was only getting my own back," your lips stretch into a large grin as you whirl around briefly to face the boy, itches tiptoeing up your fingers from the urge to caress Daehwi's high, rosy cheekbones. Those cheekbones raise even higher, just as his eyes widen in shock.

"HEY! Y/N, LOOK AT THE BLOODY ROAD-"

All you hear is the painful, deafening screech echoing from the floor before you ascend, leaving the comfortable, warm offering leather bicycle seat. Gravity plummets you to the charcoal coloured road quickly, little pebbles and bits zooming into vision at lighting speed before your skin brushes against the hard surface and eventually careering forward, friction cutting through your skin. It triggers a few squeals that escape your lips as you feel stings course up your right thigh and shoulder like needles lunging at your flesh. Instinctively, you shift the painful bit into your line of vision to find out that it's sprayed with chalk like friction marks, patches of angry, red blood in the shape of bits of land littering the Earth's surface. You can't help but feel an urge to retch at the sight-yuck, it looked nasty. Not wishing to see the monstrosity that your shoulder part probably looked like, you prop up a leg, the stings gradually sinking in and becoming more of a habit as it throbs in your body uncontrollably.

"Y/N...I-It's painful..."

Your pulse rate speeds up, and even more so when you whirl around to see a crying Daehwi, face scrunched up and eyebrows raised into ramps. He squeezes his eyes shut as tightly as he can, lips parting and revealing his teeth, gritted together in pain. Spots of red litter a few of the ridges in his palm before trailing into a red, burgundy blanket creeping under his fingers and dripping onto the floor incessantly. The sight absolutely terrifies you and you scoot over to comfort him, gently rubbing a finger over the wound in the tear of his jeans, spilling thick, red blood. His hands was the worst case-probably from the attempt of stopping himself from falling. You knew Daehwi didn't tolerate pain well, contrasting to you, and he had a way more serious injury. Which, in fact made you all the more flustered.

"Daehwi! I'm so so sorry. I’ll get help, wait." you say worriedly, cheeks tinted a shade almost as red as Daehwi's blood. A pang of guilt hits you as you see his tears add to the growing puddle of red surrounding him, unleashing rings of ripples that increase in size, and slowly, fade away. You reach towards your back, slipping your hand in your pocket and fumbling around for your phone, gaining access to it through your fingerprint before pressing the numbers 1777, the line you called for a non emergency ambulance. 

“Ah! Are you alright?” a deep, manly voice, laced with slight worry seems to cut through the draggy, boisterous beep from the phone, which in fact had been going on and off for a good 1 minute. You tilt your head up to see a man who resembles your fellow class monitor, Seungcheol-intimidating features, as you could see from his sharply yet beautifully angled eyes, and if they bore an angry glare one fine day those looks would probably pierce right through your soul and kill. However, the gaze in his eyes was practically the bane of all hatred and violence. It’s soft, caring-maybe even a little demure, when his eyebrows raise into little ramps concernedly. Probably the aftermath of you not replying to his question after a whole 5 minutes.

“Uh...Are you okay?” he asks again, this time a little more tentatively.

“A-Ah, yeah, I’m okay.” You blush, praying that you didn’t look starry eyed or anything earlier on upon scanning his features-it was quite an annoying habit of yours. “But um-I’m not the best at treating injuries, and my friend’s just about dying with the throbbing pain in his knees-so your help would be nice?” 

The guy laughs before saying, “I’ll see what I can do.”

A thankful grin runs across your face as a sigh of relief escapes you the weight on your shoulders suddenly growing wings and chasing away the pressure from your aching bones. He notices the grin and returns it, perhaps a little amusedly. On the other hand, relief is the only that his torture was going to be over soon. He kicks back his legs, only to have it lifted back up again by the guy, whose eyes narrow as he examines Daehwi’s injury, face contorted with concentration. He seems to know what he’s doing, and your mouth can’t help but part in wonder-ah, all the medical crap you’d never understand.

“Y/N, I see your classmate over there!” Daehwi suddenly yells, flicking a finger in the direction of the path you were previously travelling on, just before the big misfortune had came to befall both of you.

You turn your head to see the ‘classmate’ waving a hand at the guy fixing Daehwi’s injury, and panic rises up to your chest quickly.

It’s Yoongi.

#admin N #min yoongi #flower boy bts #admin n isn't dead

[angelic-guardienne]

psa

Prompto!! Can!! Cook!!!

#the skill level isn't as high as ignis but i'm ten billion percent sure prompto can hold his own in the kitchen #he always helps out ignis bc he's always looking to improve #he didn't cook after iggy went blind bc 1) he was gone half the time and 2) everyone probably told him not to bother. everyone was tired #and he probs also didn't cook bc he didn't want to make ignis feel like he was being replaced even if prom can't cook as well as igs #the least prom could do tho was make everyone's cup noodles so he did that much #but yeah prompto can cook and you will have to pry this point from my cold dead hands if you want me away from it #i've always thought that. when i first made this blog i made a hc that he cooks lasagna for his s/o when they're upset #people who can't cook don't just cook lasagna. it's a Thing i've always known and stood by #prompto argentum c a n cook #admin note #prompto #prompto argentum #ffxv #final fantasy xv #psa

[twillightteaparty]

Yanderes! Azul, Malleus, Riddle and Vil with the reader who returned to their universe without telling them.

Yandere! Twst boys Response to Reader Returning to their Home Universe!

this is my reminder that Yandere Tropes should stay fictional and are inherently Toxic relationships.

Mentions of: Blackmailing, threats, breaking of items

Azul

Unreasonably, and Undoubtably pissed to the high heavens and back. Will try blackmailing, threatening, and literally use any of the power and fear-mongering he can to get Crowley to give him any information and or let him straight into your world.

Even if Crowley doesn't give him what he wants he lives by the motto of if there is a will there is a way. thus he will be finding any and all resources he can to see if he can just make a spell or something that will let him threw into your world or like will bring you back.

wouldn't be unfortunate if someone were to steal his reacher and or ruin it. what a shame indeed /sarcasm

when or if all else fails will cry in his octo pot for a long while.

Malleus

I imagine him getting very upset, pouty, and grumpy. maybe it's also now raining all the time. debates if he should abuse the very powerful magic he has to go make a portal and drag you back. but that would give his like three knights a heart attacks and raise too much suspicion, wouldn't it.

honestly gives the entire school a real reason to fear him for once, because he is basically a walking storm of unpredictable emotions. I imagine he develops a look that everyone goes if looks could kill I'd be dead.

Too restricted to really do anything about it and kind of has to suck it up. probably has days where he's still upset about it a little too much. even years, upon years later. probably concerns Lilia a little bit.

collects anything that reminds him of you now, a little bit creepy not gonna lie.

Riddle

His dorm wasn't safe for a week at least. cracked down on the rules way more than he normally does. everyone during his moody fit or pure r a g e was living in fear of him over blotting constantly. Trey managed to talk some sense into him. but really riddle took the phrase to try to put your anger into something else all wrong. didn't pick up a hobby like cross-stitch or something. nope.

so here is how we have Riddle interrogating Crowley, if not that he is suddenly abandoning his duties in a way never seen before to try and reconstruct or recreate the magic that allowed you to be here and leave here in hyper detail.

We can thank trey for going out of his way to pull Riddle to 'reality' once more and whatnot. because it's him constantly pulling riddle away from his obsession that makes it almost impossible for him to get any work done.

will be bitter and resentful for the rest of the time. so I hope you don't plan on coming back any time soon because um. Revenge is best served cold and several years late i suppose

Vil

Had rook looking for you for d a y, maybe even a week or two. but once he hears what happened or finds out or realizes probably has the meltdown of the century. Probably broke something in said meltdown. Rip favorite makeup palette.

Probably also tries questioning Crowley about everything, if he gets no answers out of it Vil suddenly remembers if you want to do things right you have to do it yourself.

que Vil planning around his busy life to set aside time to figure out how to fix this 'temporary setback'. though I have to say he hardly has time to figure anything out, though what time he puts into isn't wasted to be honest.

definately gets more pissed when he cant get the portal to work to let him threw or to have you fall through it again or whatever. bitter, and angry tries to not let it get to his skin. but like *slaps vil* this man can hold so much a n g e r

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this was a post for me to specifically bully the Yandere!twst boys and I had maybe a little too much fun with this. so thank you to whoever asked for this, thank you very much.

love the vibe of reader just being like bye bastards without telling anyone.

signed, Admin Tea

#twisted wonderland #yandere twst #yandere headcanons #twst yandere #twisted wonderland Azul #azul ashengrotto #twst azul #Twisted wonderland Malleus #malleus draconia #Twst Malleus #twisted wonderland riddle #riddle rosehearts #twst riddle #twisted wonderland Vil #vil shoenheit #Twst vil #x reader #gn!reader #gn reader

[daily-dose-of-imagines]

Value

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Anon asked: ahhh hello! could i request oikawa, ushijima, and tendou (or whoever you guys see appropriate!) comforting the reader who feels like no one appreciates/values them and what they do? (like today i showed my parents an edit i worked on for 2 hours but they brushed it off like it was nothing) if that makes sense lolololol Thank you for everything you do !! I really love your guys' blog and i smile and get excited whenever i see a notification that you guys post <33

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Hello anon and thank you so much for requesting with us! I am so sorry your parents did that to you, but I am sure you edit was amazing! I hope this cheers you up and I am so sorry this came out so late! I've done ushijima and tendou, I hope that's okay!

>Admin 𝕋

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Tendou would see you sitting on his bed, sad, distraught, no smile to be seen

and he would immediately want to fix that

and being the joker that he is, he tries to make you smile with some puns or maybe an inappropriate joke that you say you hate but really love

but nothing was working and the smile was coming out at all

finally he would was wrong

and when you told him what has been on your mind, how you felt worthless, and that nobody valued you, he frowned deeply

Getting up from his position on the floor, he took you in his arms and held you tightly

"oh come on! That isn't true at all, your anything but! You amazing in everyway!"

"That's so vague! When was the last time you needed me for anything?!"

"I need you all the time! To help me pick what I want for lunch, what kinda clothes I should wear, what comic I need--"

"What am i, your mother!"

tendou laughed, "No, definitely not, but you are someone important to my day to day life, I need you (y/n). Please know that."

Tendou kissed you cheek, his smile never wavering. Although it wasn't what you really wanted to hear, it made you feel a lot better than before.

"Thank you tendou, i understnd"

"good cause i'm really not good at these things"

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Ushijima would see you playing with your food, barely eating it any of it

when he asks what was wrong you shake your head and drop your fork to your plate.

You tell him what you felt, how you feel like you are nothing, that people don't see you, don't need you, don't value you

He listened quietly as you spoke out your feelings, watching you intently

When you were done, he was silent which only made you feel worse about spouting nonsense to him

You think he thinks it nonsense but what you didn't see was the hint of sadness in his eyes

sadness for you, thinking that you weren't valuable, it made his heart hurt for you

without so much as word, he got out of seat and went over to your side of the table and knelt down, taking your hands in his

he looked you dead in the eyes, trying to convey everything they couldn't possibly express with words alone

" I am not good with words, but I want you to know that you are valuable, to me and many others" he said with extreme love swimming in his eyes

he then kissed your hands and knuckles before getting up and kissing your forehead before he went back to his side of the table and continued to eat

when he didn't see you start eating either he said "eat. you need to keep up your strength. please. I don't want to see you starving."

you picked up the fork you left and smiled a bit, taking a bite of your meal

ushijima smiled a heart warming smile and you both ate in comfortable silence

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#haikyuu x reader #ushijima x reader #matsukawa x reader #ushijima headcanons #tendou headcanons #haikyu headcanons #hq hc #reader insert #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu imagines #ushijima imagines #tendou imagines

[just-antithings]

This just seems like an issue that only white people care about, genuinely. I know that there's an Indigenous and Latinx admin, yes, but A) ytppl lie about that shit ALL the time and B) both of those groups can be functionally white and operate within white privilege, anyway.

Anyway, I REALLY do not want a white mod touching this because that is absolutely not your place, but I would step back from this blog for a second, damn. How many Black people do you know, love dearly, who would consider YOU a friend IRL? I haven't seen any slur discourse here (though I don't doubt that if I scroll down just a few posts I'll find some), but it's the general consensus in the Black community that white queers are so rabid with slur discourse because they SO desperately want to say the N word. I'm incredibly proship (and am an RPF incest shipper lmao 😔) but sometimes you can just tell that a blog is written by white queers who just don't talk to enough real people, and ESPECIALLY not enough people of color.

I guess it feels weird to pull the race card here, but this is an issue that's pretty exclusive to white communities. If you took a poll of all of your followers, I can guarantee around 90% of them are white. This sort of discourse just doesn't happen in communities of color. Fandom communities of color are.... Smaller, yes, but this shit does NOT fly. There are more important things to worry about.

Okay, first and foremost, where is this even coming from? Like I just back scrolled to try and figure out why this ask cane in when it did, no clue still. Second Latinx is not the right word because the x at the end doesn't work with Spanish its latine.

So at least for me personally I only found this blog because a black woman who I know in real life/personally recommend it to me. I would not know this blog existed otherwise. Also yea sure white passing privilege or whatever but at the end of the day a white supremacist still wants me dead, so I don't call that one much of a privilege most people who assume I'm white are just openly racist around me about people like me who look more ethnic, again such a great privilege love being told by the people around me how much they hate people like me but because they see me as white, and the only way to stay safe from those people is say nothing.

Also no we don't get involved in slur discourse most of the time, kinda not what the blog is for.

Also what even is this ask about, I've read it several times and still have no clue what problems you are actually trying to address, you just keep saying oh this isn't a problem in poc fandom or that white people only have these issues cause they don't talk to real people of color. Like what problem? You never once said what it is that you want our white mods to work on. "This seems like an issue only white people care about" "this is an issue that's pretty exclusive to white communities" what issue???? I don't know cause you never make it clear. You need to be more clear if this is an actual conversation you want to have cause right now, there is nothing we can even work on, if it's worth working on, because you didn't even say what was wrong

-the latine mod since it's important

#mod gatito #racism mention #white supremacy mention #asks

[insfiringyou]

Do you think RM and Jieun are a good couple? It's a pretty vague question but I was just reading their fics in order and it seems like for the most part, they're not very happy with each other. And this isn't a reflection on either of them as individuals, but what do they see in each other? I'm kind of asking with the Boat Party fic in mind, where the drunken fight seemed (to me, at least) way more than just a few insecurities come out. The things she said when she was throwing up were shocking; does she really think some of that, somewhere deep down? Does she remember saying all that? Would Namjoon have forgiven her if he knew what she'd said behind his back?

I saw an answer you posted yesterday saying that her quitting drinking won't solve their problems and I see what you mean. For some reason I picture Namjoon with someone who helps him loosen up, given that he has a tendency to get a bit serious and wound up as leader. But he just seems to be even more stressed and worried with Jieun. Again, this isn't a Jieun bashing post - she has a lot of baggage that she's trying to navigate as best as she can. I just feel really bad for Namjoon because she kind of seems to be taking her insecurities out on him fairly often and I'm anticipating the moment he decides he's had enough.

This is a really long ask - but I kind of imagine they're hitting a dead-end of sorts like with Tae and Cass, where they love each other but it's just not working. Do you think you'll ever write a fic where they're just doing something fun and enjoying each other's company? (Apologies if you already have and I've missed it!)

I think they see a lot in each other, but that doesn't necessarily mean they always 'click' comfortably with each other. What I mean by that is they'd be able to list what they loved (or liked, admired etc.) about the other person for a long time in quite an academic type of way. For example, their intelligence, ability to critically think and analyse, their creativity etc.) and when they are in a 'good' place, their relationship would be REALLY GOOD. But also, I don't think they have the level of comfort of some of the couples. Part of that is because they are both quite 'strong' people with quite a solid outer shell, who are less willing to be truly vulnerable. One of the moments we really love which does sort of show the more soft side to them is when they are reading in bed together in the fic 'A Late Night Discussion in Bed' (we loved the fic so much Admin N created an artwork of it here).

In the Boat Party fic, she definitely lets out a lot of her frustrations, but also it's important to note that most alcohol experts don't actually think alcohol = truth. When she drinks (and we think here she was drinking almost to the point of being black out drunk where, arguably, you could say she's not really in control at all of what she says) she would definitely lose her inhibitions, but also start talking shit. Once she drinks past a certain amount, she's simply not in control anymore over anything and all she wants is another drink (which is actually what alcohol does - dehydrates you and craves itself). She would remember bits and pieces and generally have a sense that she did something really bad, but not the full story. They did make up after that fic here.

I think it's hard for Namjoon as you say, but also he really doesn't want to give up on her. Even though, emotionally, he would feel exhausted from her drinking and a bit fed up of it all, he does intellectually know it's not so simple for her to quit something she thinks is helping her. She drinks to relax, relieve stress, socialise etc. She doesn't realise how doing it is actually making all of those things worse. Society teaches us that alcohol is the cure-all for life's problems, and for someone to go against that and reprogram the way they think is really hard. Namjoon is wary of her drinking, but it's hard even for him to fully see that she's an alcoholic because drinking (especially among intellectuals) is so normalised.

It'd be nice to see them doing something fun together. I do think of the couples they generally take themselves the most seriously as a couple. When apart, as we have seen with Ji-eun, especially in fics like Jin's Bachelor Party, she does let loose quite a bit.

#bts #bts rm #rm #rm x oc #rm x ji-eun #kim namjoon #namjoon #bts namjoon

[fifteenskies15]

Spouse made of Snow

(Obanai Iguro x Yōkai! Reader x Kanroji Mitsuri)

Summary: Iguro finally got his happiness with Mitsuri in marital bliss, but everyone didn't know that they have another spouse and they're made of ice and snow...

Admin's Note: This is my first Obamitsu x Reader and it's certainly bizzare yet interesting since this fic include poly marriage, cross my fingers to hope this will go well, this'll be OOC (besides who wouldn't want to be sandwiched between Iguro and Mitsuri? I mean what-)

⚠️WARNING: SPOILER OF OBANAI IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE MANGA, TREAD LIGHTLY, OR JUST PLEASE LEAVE FOR YOUR OWN SAKE

(Artwork does not belong to me)

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Winter is here at long last, not many people enjoy winter because of a lot of factors like food and weather, in winter only specific plant and crops that could grow in such a cold and harsh season, food are said to be limited in times like this

This season however is the one that Snake Pillar and Love Pillar favored the most, Iguro and Mitsuri always loved winter because of some reason...

Knock, knock, knock

"She's/he's here!" Mitsuri said as she rushed to front door with Iguro trailing behind her, under his bandage, he's probably smiling now, eagerly, Mitsuri open the door...

And to find a beautiful girl/handsome guy in white kimono, her/his skin is as white as the snow and (E/C) eyes clear like crystal, the girl/guy pull down the hood and smiled at them "Mitsuri okusan, Iguro danna" you smiled at them as Mitsuri squealed and hugged you "We're so happy to see you again!!"

Iguro nodded and put his hand on your shoulder "We have missed you, (name), winter couldn't came sooner" Odd that Iguro seems being nice to you, eh? Well now, he knows that he have to be nice and affectionate towards his wife/husband.

That's right, wife/husband.

He's with Mitsuri but he had you as his second wife/first husband.

You could feel something around your neck and to see Kaburamaru slithering your neck and nuzzled you with his head, you smiled and use your finger to caress his head "Why, hello to you too, Kaburamaru, it's been a while" you booped his muzzle and chuckled.

Mitsuri pulled away from the hug and took both of your hands with hers "We finally get to spend time together!! Are you hungry? What would you like to eat? Nabe? Some hot soup? Or nice hot nikujaga?"

...

...

...

...

Iguro sighed and facepalmed as you just laughed nervously

"Mitsuri..."

She looked at you and Iguro in confusion she realized something.

Oh...right...

You can't even eat any hot food or else...

...

Mitsuri start to blush and sweat nervously and covered her face in embarrassment "I'm so sorry!! I forgot that you can't eat anything hot!!" You smiled and patted her back "It's okay, okusan, it's not a big deal"

"I believe it is" Iguro said crossing his arms "We feared the worst, dear (name)" his tone of speaking are rather gentle and show great concern towards you, you smiled and shook your head as you pull Mitsuri to a reassuring hug "Danna it's okay, I knew that okusan would sometimes forgot that" Mitsuri let out incoherent mumbles as she buried her head in your chest.

Iguro sighed and nodded as he ruffled Mitsuri's hair "It's fine, Mitsuri, just try to remember next time" she looked up at you and Iguro then nodded, wiping the tears off her eyes "Okay, I won't forget next time"

Iguro nodded in acknowledgement "Well, now that we're all here, why don't we enjoy the snow together?"

You and Mitsuri nodded in agreement and smiled "I'm going to get us some senbei and tea! Iguro, you can go ahead with (name)-chan"

"I'll help you, Okusan"

"No, no! You leave this one to me!" She said as she push both of you and Iguro to the engawa, you pouted and sighed "But I really want to help Okusan..." Under the bandage Iguro smiled and caressed your (H/C) locks "You will, next time, we still have plenty of month" you smiled and nodded "You're right, danna, I'm going to cherish the month we're going to spend from now on"

You smiled at him "I guess, you're right" you looked up at the snowy sky, you decide playing with the snow and make them into various shapes, "I never get bored to see you doing that" he said as he lay his head on your shoulder, you smiled and kissed his forehead, Kaburamaru lolling out his tongue as if he wanted some affection.

"Hehehe, you want a kiss too, Kaburamaru?"

He responded by giving you a boop on your nose, you giggled and stroke his head with a smile "You're welcome, Kaburamaru" Iguro looked up at you "Should I be jealous that Kaburamaru get more attention more than me and Mitsuri?"

You chuckled as you put your arm around him.

(Admin 15: You're taller than him by the way)

And gently run your fingers through his black hair as he hummed "If I did, I'm pretty much married to Kaburamaru than you and Mitsuri" he chuckled at you, your sense of humor never ceases to make him smile "That's an audacity"

"Yeah! Don't you think Iguro and I are cuter?!"

You both looked at Mitsuri with plate of senbei and three cups of tea, she put down the tray and lay her head on your shoulder too.

"Come on, say it! We're cuter!" She said huffing her cheeks, you decided to tease them "I don't know, Kaburamaru is rather cute, wouldn't you say?"

Kaburamaru lolled his tongue in response, maybe saying "I know, I'm too lovable"

Iguro though seems jealous, he pulled himself away from you and crossed his arms, huffing, his snake is winning his wife/husband by landslide?! Outrageous! "Then marry him instead"

You couldn't hold your laugh and hugged Iguro close to you and bury his head on your breasts/broad chest "I was just joking, danna! No need to be so angry!"

"I thought you were being serious!!" Mitsuri said hugging your arm as you giggled and kissed her cheek "No I'm not, why would I do that? I had the best husband and wife in the whole world"

Mitsuri smiled and give you a kiss on cheek "I can't argue with you there, what do you say Iguro?....Iguro?"

You looked down at him and to his face was beet red, he shyly hide his face under the sleeve of his haori "N-next time you're doing that, warn me..."

You laughed nervously "Sorry..." He just sighed and smiled through his eyes, the three of you then decided to enjoy the snowy view while eating senbei and drinking a cup of hot tea (and cold ones for you), you looked as Iguro gently took off his bandage, you smiled at him, kissing his scar, he return the smile and kissed your cheek as well.

"How long has it been?" Mitsuri said while sipping her tea and tugging her haori tightly to warm her up a bit, you don't know what she's talking about, but Iguro seems catch what she meant "It feels like a long time ago we met you, (name)"

"To me it feels like yesterday though!" Mitsuri said smiling at both of you "I remember that day we take a mission on snowy village"

Ah, so that's what they mean.

A warm smile spread across your face as you played with the snow "It did felt like yesterday... I'm feeling a little bit nostalgic, can we have a trip to memory lane?"

Iguro put his cup down and lay down on your lap "I don't mind" Mitsuri grinned and join him "Me too! It's so memorable that it's impossible to forget!"

You smiled while stroking their hair.

You could almost see that day when you met them...

Few years ago...

Mitsuri and Iguro were appointed to patrol in the snowy village near the mountain, many people was struck in fear regarding the demon attacks that has been recently happened and missing people.

Some of the villagers thought there is a Yuki onna/Yuki ottoko that cause a great concern towards the villagers, everyone knows well what Yuki onna/Yuki ottoko do to most missing people, Iguro actually disregard this, he never believed that something mythical like Yuki onna are exist.

Mitsuri however was different, she's intrigued and curious whether she's exist or not, she knows well that Yuki onna/Yuki ottoko are known as the beautiful yōkai in many Japanese tales, Iguro convince her that they don't exist, but she insisted on investigating, and who is Iguro if he refuse her wishes?

So at the third day of their mission, both of him and Mitsuri went to the forest where the snow yōkai lives armed with their sword and oil lantern, it was snowy night it was colder than usual, Mitsuri was kind of scared but knowing that she had Iguro she feels safer than ever.

"W-whatever you do, Iguro-san I hope you'll be careful, because we're going to see a yōkai"

Well that's not reassuring...

"No matter what happens I won't die, this bitch or whatever it is, they should know their place even though we're armored with swordsmanship"

Mitsuri nod and keep following him, she stopped as she hear something "Iguro-san..." Iguro gripped his sword and looked around "Stay close, Kanroji..." She nodded and keep following him, she flinched when she saw a silhouette of a human kneeled next to a dead body.

She instinctively reach for her sword, Iguro even ready to fight.

No matter how they try to move silently, the person seem to notice their presence "W-who's there?" They both froze in place, but knowing that it won't do any good, Iguro take initiative "Whatever you do, you better stay put before I cut off your head" the figure froze in fear, as they both come closer, they stopped their tracks as they see you.

The rumored Yuki onna/Yuki ottoko.

There's a dead body next to you and blood everywhere and on your hands but not your mouth.

"So you're actually the culprit behind the recent attacks and missing people..." Iguro said pulling out his sword, you look at them in fear "Wait! This isn't what it looks like!" Iguro just scoffed "Typical words coming from a scoundrel like you"

He was ready to cut you until...

"Iguro-san, wait!!" She managed to grab his arm which cause him to stop and looked at her questioningly "She's/he's innocent! I don't think she's/he's not the one who caused all of this, look at her/him! She/he doesn't have any blood on her/his mouth!"

Iguro looked at you closely, you don't seem to have capability to hurt someone, and Mitsuri got a point, there's no blood on your mouth meaning you didn't even eat the man, Iguro scoffed and put his sword back and glared at you "Then why would you have a dead body there?"

"This man was running away from the demon, I happen to be around... I tried to stop the demon but..." You bit your lip "you know what's next..."

Mitsuri listened closely and nodded, she then looked at Iguro, tugging his sleeve "Iguro, I'm sure she/he did nothing wrong, she/he wouldn't kidnap a human much less killing people..."

You nodded "Yes, I won't! I may be a famed Yuki onna/Yuki ottoko, but I never had a heart to hurt humans! Please believe me, sir! I'm sure I could be a help to you and your lover here!"

Iguro blushed as you call Mitsuri his lover, she also blushed at that, their eyes met but they quickly avoided eye contacts, Iguro cleared his throat and looked at you "Very well, Yuki onna/Yuki ottoko, but if you didn't keep your word, I swear I will burn you alive"

Mitsuri looked at him, terrified, "Iguro, I think that's-"

"You have my word" you say smiling and bowing respectfully at them "By the way, you can't call me Yuki onna/Yuki ottoko for too long, I'm (name) by the way"

Mitsuri smiled at your friendly demeanor "Nice to meet you! I'm Mitsuri Kanroji and This is Iguro Obanai! You can call us whatever you like!" You smiled at them "Okay, Kanroji dono, Obanai dono"

"You're so polite!" Mitsuri said as she hugged you, you could feel Iguro glaring at you with jealousy and try to not to be unshaken by it, "You better make yourself useful tomorrow" Iguro said turning his back from you, you pouted "He hates me doesn't he?" Mitsuri smiled and ruffled your hair "He's actually very nice when you get to know him even more, well, we'll be looking forward to work with you!" You smiled at her "Y-yeah!"

The very next day, you helped them scouting the demons, knowing you always wandering around the forest area you know how demons would hide here now and then, in your spare time, you and the two pillars enjoy having a good warm food until you tell them you can't eat anything hot or warm because you'll melt.

"you're joking"

"I-i'm not... I'm not like my mother and siblings who could return to our forms normally..." You say twiddling your thumbs "Aww, poor thing! But don't worry! The next time we came we'll bring something for you!" You smiled gratefully at her "Thank you Kanroji dono" you looked at Iguro just scowling, he must be jealous because you're close with Mitsuri...

Day by day and weeks passed, the three of you keep scouting for demons together, it took Iguro to finally warm up to you but he was being tsundere to admit that, he would just scowl and steer clear from you

Once you found the demon behind all the chaos in the village, the two pillars fought with you by their side, Mitsuri was very thankful to you and Iguro...well, he's thankful but he didn't show it.

Knowing Mitsuri, she will definitely will bring you to the estate so you and Iguro can get along really well, he, of course, refused, but she insisted him because you're actually a good yōkai and won't eat him in his sleep, you even begged him because you really want to get along with him, and he had no choice but to obey...

However, upon hearing the news about you going with the humans, the mountain spirit had no choice but to not letting you come back ever, you were sadden knowing that you don't have any place to live, but Iguro reluctantly decided to take you in with him, both of you and Mitsuri couldn't be more happier.

Discreetly, Iguro bring you inside the wooden box, you're made of snow so it's easy for you to adjust (like Tanjiro carrying Nezuko), everyone was suspicious of him bringing a box to his estate, they joked that Iguro bring a demon just like Kamado did, haha, not demons but yōkai...

Having you in his estate certainly give changes... He didn't want to admit it but he find your presence rather pleasant, no one aside from Mitsuri knows about this, but they assume things as Mitsuri would always visit Iguro's estate.

Few months later, he became comfortable with you , he slowly show his fondness towards you and find comfort in your presence, and he was awfully happy since Mitsuri accept his proposal, you are very happy hearing them finally going on that level, he noticed you sitting on engawa, recently he notice you always looked anxious and awry.

"You looked agitated, is everything okay?"

"Iguro sama..."

He noticed tears in your eyes "(Name) what's wrong?"

"Iguro!!~ (Name)!~ I'm here..."

She stopped as she saw Iguro hugging you as you cried, she hurriedly ran towards you "(Name)! Why are you crying? Is everything okay?" You looked up at them with tears in your eyes "Iguro sama, Mitsuri sama, I'm so sorry... I think it's time I say goodbye..." They both widen their eyes with surprise

"Why?! Is everything okay? Why would you leave?!"

Iguro looked at you wistfully

"...Is it about me and Kanroji?"

You shook your head, you both love them too much there's no way you're not happy that they're finally together "Spring will come soon, and I'm not that strong to keep my form like this, meaning that I have to leave you two... At least until the next winter comes..."

It sounds like hearing thunder in broad daylight, the two of them planned to take you as their spouse in secret, sure you can all live together but that only last every winter...

...

Both Mitsuri and Iguro hugged you tightly as if they're afraid to let you go, "So that's what bothering you lately..." You nodded and wipe your tears "I'm not saying anything because I don't want to make you worried but I guess the cat's out of the bag now...I could visit you even if it take so much time

They both parted the hug and looked at you, Iguro placed his hand on your cold cheek "(name), what if the three of us get married instead?"

"What?!"

Mitsuri nodded "Iguro and I talked about it, we want that you stayed with us after our wedding and even take you as our spouse in secret, but I guess it's not that easy, huh?" She smiled sadly, then caressed your hair affectionately "But actually, it's not that bad, at least we can see you again even in winter only"

Iguro nodded and slid his bandage down, even though he had a scar on his face, he's still beautiful to you, he gently kissed your head and smiled as Mitsuri did the same "Once my wedding with Mitsuri is over, we will have one for the three of us afterwards, if you don't mind..."

You smiled and hug them "I don't mind, I love you both so much and who am I to refuse?" They smiled and hugged you back then they remember that winter over in two weeks, so they plan it all quickly, they even asked Himejima to officiate their wedding with you, they trusted him and Oyakata-sama to help them with this wedding.

And once their own wedding is over they headed to nearest shrine where Himejima and the rest of Ubuyashiki family waiting for the three of you there, it was short and simple but memorable regardless how simple it was.

Once the last night of winter come, you embraced them and give them a sweet kisses on lips as you pressed your foreheads together "I will see you in next winter, okusan, danna..." They smiled at you with tears in their eyes as you headed out.

The next morning, they saw your (F/C) kimono laying on the ground, Mitsuri took it and hold it close to her as Iguro hugged her and looked up at the morning spring sky

"See you in next winter, dear (name)..."

Mitsuri wipe her tears as she hugged you, Iguro followed her suit and embrace you as you drink in their warmth, it didn't make you melt though it feels nice...

"I have good news though..."

They both looked up at you "What is it?"

"I think if I get enough strength I could live for all season even in summer" they both smiled brightly at the prospect "Then we will do our best to make it happen"

You smiled even more "Oh, and guys?"

"Yes dear?" They say in unison, they were distracted when a strange light came in front of you and an adorable child came out of the thin air, Iguro and Mitsuri gaped at the little child, it's a girl with Mitsuri's hair, Iguro's eyes and your face.

You giggled and hugged the adorable child "I'm a mature Yuki onna/Yuki ottoko now so I'm able to have our own Yuki warashi~"

...

...

"Oh my God..."

"AAHH!! She's so CUTE!!" Mitsuri say hugging the child as Iguro looked at her in astonishment, the child looked at Mitsuri, Iguro then you, you nuzzled her affectionately "Hello, child, we're your parents, nice to meet you" the little girl point at Mitsuri.

"Mama!"

Mitsuri squealed and nodded, then she looks at you "Mommy/dada" you smiled and hugged her then looked at Iguro "and he is...?" Your daughter looked at Iguro for a while and giggled "Papa!!"

Iguro felt like he got a heart attack, she's just too cute.

"(name) can I hold her?"

You smiled and nodded and hand her to him as Iguro hold his daughter, her small hand touched his scar as she smiled, her touch is cold but in pleasant way, Iguro can't help but smile "We're so going to raise you to be a fine woman, kid"

You and Mitsuri smiled at him as the three of you played with the child and planning on making her.

The winter you had with them is certainly amazing now that the three of you became parents...

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Admin 15: Ahahaha, I was bored so I made this, the ending was definitely unexpected to me, all of you may be familiar with Yuki onna and not Yuki ottoko, I added it for the sake of the story.

And also some of you might haven't heard about Yuki warashi, well they literally mean "snow children" there is the story about a child sculpted by old childless couple, the pattern of reader's visit to Mitsuri and Iguro had similarities from the Yuki warashi visiting their parents.

Also you might wonder why the reader call Iguro "danna" and Mitsuri as "okusan"

For some of you who doesn't know yet danna (旦那/旦那様/旦那さん) means "husband" or "my husband" and Okusan (奥さん) means "my wife"

Well that's all for now, I hope you enjoy it and if you're not, then I'm sorry, I try harder next time, and apologize for that random ending, well then, see you later!

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The Accident: EP4~ The Judge

???: Oi.

Me: What the-

I twist around, virtually snapping my neck in the process. I wheeze in pain.

???: Over here.

I turn to the other side and see him. The member from the concert. No. The murderer.

What the heck is he doing here? That useless security guard was useless but not that useless to forget to lock the cell door of a prisoner. I mean... I did try to get out with the classic hair pin and lock trick... It didn't work though😩

Hold on. I'm getting distracted here.😑

How did he get in here?

I'm scared.

I don't remember feeling this scared since a long time ago...

Me: H-How did you get in here?

Member1: Wrong. The question is, how did you get in here?

Wait. Does he know something? If so, he needs to spill.

My eyes flare up as my turbulent state of mind remembers. What he did. To those innocent people. He's a monster. A real monster. Vomit trickles into my mouth as my body starts to shake with disobedience. I can't stop. It just won't stop. The sickness hurts. Everything hurts. Please. I can't be like this here. Why do I have to appear so weak??

You are weak.

That deep and breathy voice once again. I know I've had premonitions before. All coming from this hushed whisper. But it's strange. Almost as though something is speaking to me because... I know it can't be me. This voice isn't me... It's like someone gives me the premonitions.

You are weak.

No I'm not. I'm not weak. I can't be weak. I'll hide it; pretend this helpless, pitiful feeling isn't there. Wait.

This is the first criticism I've gotten from this voice.

The same voice that knew those thousands of people would die.

Knew... That thousands of people would die.

My face screws up into a knot as I suffocate the weakness in me. How dare this voice criticize me. How dare it say I'm weak. My face reddens again as I grit the sick feeling between my teeth.

I will be strong.

I will avenge those people.

And nothing will get in my way.

I look to the monster.

Me: ...What do you know?

Member1: That you were very, very naughty last night.

Me: Don't screw with me.

Member1: Well I wouldn't need to. Until you screw the nail on the head.

Me:... Stop joking around. What did I do? Tell me.

Member1: Heh. Well, you broke into the police station. That is, after banging your head like a crazy bi*ch on the door. Then you trashes the whole station, punching as well as pissing off god-knows how many guards in the process. After all that, you ended up in this cell.

No way. Oh shit. I really did have screw loose.

Member1: Shall I let you into a really funny secret?

Me: Funny you say. What?

Member1: You're gonna be chucked in with the other screw-loosed people.

Me: Wait, what?

Member1: Oh looks like you don't know. You're next stop tomorrow is the cray-cray hospital.

Me: I saw you kill those people. I'm not sick. I was out of my mind because of you.

Member1: Well the guard don't seem to think so. They think you're so crazy that it's unsafe for you to remain with your people.

Me: My people? What do you mean?

Member1: Haven't you guessed already? I ain't human like you.

So... It's true? I didn't imagine any of it? He really did turn those people into ash??

Me: What are you??!

Member1: Ssshh.

He puts his hand over my mouth tightly as I squirm underneath his grip. I can't breathe. Suddenly I hear footsteps from outside the cell.

Member1: Now now, Mei. We wouldn't want to give those guards another reason to out you in the hospital for longer would we?

I clench his hand and squeeze it until it becomes purple. He releases me and gets up from the floor.

Me: Your hand. It's like a human's hand.

Member1: Yeah. Like a human's. Remember that.

Me: Yes. Like a human's. You're a monster in flesh and blood.

Member1: How sweet.

Me: Why you-

Member1: See you tomorrow, Mei. I have to get something from here so I'll pop down again.

That's right. I need him to come back. He's the only way I'll be able to avenge my people, as he so happens to put it. I can't lose him. Until he's dead. I can't.

I look up again. And there the room was black and bleak. Like it was when I first arrived. The monster had vanished.

Until tomorrow, monster.

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