#and my mom is visiting hehehehehe

[juststayquiete]

the okuri-inu closely follows people who are walking along mountain paths at nighttime. if by chance the person falls over they will be immediately eaten up

#im busy due to the sudden irl issues #and my mom is visiting hehehehehe #BUT HERE MY GURL FROM THE DRAFTS #the first one as a poster or an album cover??? maybe..... #cyberpunk 2077 #fem v #val garcia #kleff vp

[ilwonuu]

hiii love all of your work btw!!

hear me out please!, this might be a long one😭

okay so you and jaehyun (or whatever idol you may want to use) are best friends. and have been since childhood! your a dancer and he’s a idol so your schedules are complicated. your very close with each other’s families. so one day you visit his mom like usual and surprisingly he is there with his group visiting home too, which you didn’t know he was visiting. you guys are excited to see each other and everyone can see your chemistry ( you get introduced to everyone) but you guys say y’all are “best friends” even his family see it. y’all flirt. (a lot) boom spend the night smut and boom😭😭😭.

(ik it’s a lot i’m sorry😭)

thank u for saying u enjoy my work ily<3 NO NO ITS NOT A LOT ITS OERFECT KSJSHA,,, i love this idea and of course i love rhis idea with jaehyun ehehshs!! i hope u enjoy,,, thank youu for requesting <3

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⤑ jeong jaehyun

𖤓 pairing- best friends to lovers, idol!jaehyun x nonidol!femreader, softdom!jae x sub!reader, established friendship

𖤓 warnings- lots of cringe flirting, kissing, fingering(f receiving), dirty talk, slight smut heheheheh(dw lmk if you want another smut part), lmk what else<333

𖤓 a/n- hiiiii im fulfilling my lovely anon’s ask!!! im so happy that u requested something!! i based this fic off of some of the lyrics from this song<3 thank u for reading🙃🙃

you almost cry after finding out about your 4 days off. you’ve been working yourself to the core with dancing. of course it’s something you love but you really need a break. you decide to go your best friends house. you know he isn’t going to be be there but it’s fine because you’re just as close with his family. his mother always being there for you whenever you needed. today you could use the company. you knock on the door a couple times waiting for her to open the door. to your surprise your very handsome best friend opens the door with a big smile.

“get in here.” he pulls you into a big hug. “jae? you didn’t tell me you were free!” you roll your eyes at him, letting go of him to greet his mother. you hug her with a smile. “i came to see you.” you smile getting comfortable a little more. you wave to the other guys in the room. “hi guys! i’m y/n nice to finally meet you all. i’ve heard a lot.” jaehyun smiles as he introduces each of the members to you.

“yea we have heard a lot too!” haechan smirks at you and jaehyun, causing johnny and mark to snicker at him. “you’re so pretty!” jungwoo says after you compliment his outfit. you smile knowing that you two will be great friends. exchanging numbers with the guys as you and jaehyun basically have the same friends. jaehyun pulls your attention back to him when he grabs your hand.

“so you guys are friends?” yuta asks looking as you guys intensely. “yea- best friends.” you smile at jaehyun. they see right through what you guys are telling yourselves. “definitely.” doyoung says as he laughs at how red jaehyun got at the question. “okay! are you guys hungry?” mrs. jeong cuts the silence with a smile.

after dinner, you and jaehyun spent the night watching your favorite childhood movies laughing and fucking flirting. how could you not flirt with the boy? it’s hard having a hot best friend (a lot of people suffer from this!!!) he has you in his arms as he mindlessly rubs your sides. you are melting in his arms. “i missed you.” he says taking your attention from the movie.

“i missed you more jae.” you smile at him. he blushes hard at the gesture. “no like i seriously couldn’t wait to see you. i couldn’t stop thinking of you.” he holds you tighter. “ew you’re being cheesy all of a sudden.” you playfully push him away. “shut up you love it baby.” you choke on your spit. baby?? what the fuck he never calls you baby. obviously because you guys are just friends,,,,definitely! “im just messing with you.” he smiles at you innocently.

“you’re annoying.” he shakes his head. “you don’t really think so, you like me too much.” he kisses your cheek and at first it seems sweet until he moves his kisses down your jaw. “is this okay?” your breath hitches as he holds you in place. “jaehyun- what are you doing?” you look at him nervously. “tell me you don’t want this and i’ll stop right now.” he rubs your side gently. “no- i want this.” you nod at him and he smiles.

“relax baby.” he helps you out of your shorts leaving you in just your panties. your back is against his chest as you rest between his legs. “look at me- good girl.” he smiles at you pulling you to kiss him. “i’ve wanted you like this for so long.” his voice is quiet as it leaves his lips. he’s been trying to ignore his feelings as were you. anyone could see that you guys were more than friends.

“kiss me again.” you sighed against his chest. he chuckles a little kissing your cheek before turning your head to kiss your lips. you moan into the kiss as your legs spread. his hand snakes to your thighs rubbing it gently.

“jaehyun- touch me.” you whisper to him. he nods at you pecking your lips. you grab his hand to move it higher against your thigh. he just smirks at you teasingly. “you’ve been thinking about this for a while huh baby? my hands touching you like this?” he teases as he moves your panties to the side.

“look at how wet you are just from me talking to you.” you nod shamelessly laying your head back on him. you feel one of his fingers sink into your aching cunt. “dirty girl, you are soaking.” he smirks at you as he adds another finger inside of you. “feels so good.” you sigh at the feeling. he scissors his fingers inside of you making you moan out his name. “mm jaehyun-“ you start to squirm as you get closer to your high.

“yea, you gonna cum baby?” he kisses your neck as he curls his fingers. you cum undone on his fingers with a sigh. “fuck you’re perfect.” he pulls you into a kiss. “do best friends finger each other?” jaehyun asks with a laugh causing you to roll your eyes at him. “you ruined the moment.” he smirks at you. “come here baby.” he pulls you into his arms before smothering you in kisses. “i want you to be my girlfriend, not my best friend.”

#jaehyun fic #jaehyun smut #jaehyun scenarios #nct jaehyun #jeong jaehyun #jaehyun #nct #nct x reader #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct smut #nct 127 #nct u

[cwritesforfun]

Regina George x Fem!Reader: NYC

I think we’re all obsessed with Renee Rapp as Regina George …

Y/N = Your Name (I will use this sparingly)

I am trying second-person pov for the first time, don't be mad if it sucks.

hehehehehe

Regina's POV

I think the only person I've ever loved is Y/N. I always thought I would know what real love was when it happened to me, but I realized it too late. I lost Y/N because we just experimented with each other, didn't want to commit to dating or coming out, moved to different schools, made new friends, and graduated high school. I texted her one time and it was to tell her congratulations on graduating and she texted me the same. She even moved houses, which I didn't know until I drove there today and there was a new family there and they had no idea where the previous owners lived. I tried calling her, but it gave me her voicemail and I don't even know what to say. Where is she?! And on top of all of this, Mom is taking me to New York City because I've been moping. I don't want to travel.

Your POV ... 1 week later...

You're working at a coffee shop and you smile. You have been so happy in New York. Dad had us move out to Brooklyn to take over his brother's coffee shop and he's been really great. He's grown so much in the role of manager and owner. You work as the assistant manager on weekends and you're in charge of events. You have fun.

It's Saturday and the day has been buzzing with orders. You have never seen so many lattes made or bagels ordered. Truly, this is insane. To promote the business, you had done a 2-hour 50% deal on lattes and your regular customers went CRAZY then they told their friends. Dad would be proud.

You are sitting on your phone eating your bagel during lunch reading your book when you hear a familiar voice order an iced oat milk latte and a bagel with strawberry cream cheese. That's so fetch. You exclaim, "Regina George, is that really you?" She whips her head around to face you and her jaw drops. You say, "You should join me if you're not busy." She nods, grabs her order, and sits in the seat across from me.

You exclaim, "I had no idea you were in New York City." She snaps, "I had no idea you moved. You never told me." You exclaim, "You could've asked one of those times you called me and didn't leave me a voicemail." She asks, "I never knew what to say. If you got those, why didn't you call me back?" You answer, "I didn't know what to say either. I could've told you about the sudden move and made you plan a visit, but I guess I never thought you would agree after we stopped talking... I always felt bad about that. I didn't want to stop being around you. It was just easier at the time than well doing what we were doing." She nods and says, "I missed you." You reply, "I missed you too. My lunch break is over in like 5 minutes, but would you want to hang out while you're in town? My dad made plans for him and me tonight, but maybe tomorrow we can hang out." She replies, "I will have to check with my mom, but I think tomorrow would work. Do you promise to answer if I call?" You nod and answer, "Yes." You both smile at each other and it's like times are like they were in high school. You were happy in high school when you were with Regina, but you never knew if what you did together would lead to something real. You felt like a second choice and it was alienating. Breaking off your fling with her was good for you because it let you be independent at your new school and it let you start to figure out who you were a little. You were bisexual and you were proud.

That night, as you finish getting ready for dinner, you finally ask your dad, "Who are we meeting for dinner? You've been very secretive about this whole night. You just said to dress nice. You have me scared." He hugs me and says, "You'll enjoy tonight. I have a 50/50 chance of being right about that. You look gorgeous tonight, let's head out. We don't want to be late." We leave our house and we make our way to this pizza place that we love that has this fancy upper floor overlooking the piano and more seating. Honestly, it just looks fancy. The food is not bad prices at all, haha. Dad just likes to romanticize our pizza dinners.

We take our normal seats and you watch the pianist play Mozart's Eine kleine Nachtmusik. You know this song on flute and you love it.

Dad exclaims, "Sweetie, our guests are here. Say hi." You turn around and you see Regina with her mom. You gasped and said, "Hi, I'm so confused. Why are you here? Dad, I saw her in our coffee shop today. Did you plan this?" Regina says, "I thought it was weird that we were meeting people in the city because we know no one. Well, except you two and even I just found that out today." Dad says, "Sit down and relax, ladies. Mrs. George and I talked a few weeks back about how it was weird you two hadn't seen each other in a while. We planned this trip when Mrs. George said that Regina had been moping around the house for months and her last happy memory was with dear Y/N." WTF?!? She hasn't been happy since I was hanging out with her?! Regina asks, "How long have you two been talking? Does dad know, mom?" Mrs. George says, "Honey, this is different than that time with John from down the street. This was just a friendly parent-to-parent talk about our kid's well-being. I don't romantically see Y/N's dad. We talk like once a month about finances because I don't get it and your dad hates talking to me about them." lol ... family drama ... Regina slouches and crosses her arms angrily. Shit, she is not happy about something. You used to be so good at reading her. You're out of practice.

Pizza arrives at the table and we all eat while making small talk. Regina refuses to look anyone in the eyes, she just keeps her head down and keeps quiet. You hate this. You want to talk to her, not our parents right now. You nudge her and ask, "Do you want to hang out with just me after this? I could try cheering you up if you'd let me." She answers, "Sure," before turning back to her pizza.

Once pizza winds down, you exclaim, "Hey Dad and Mrs. George, Regina and I are going to go out for a bit alone after this. We will be safe and we will let you know where we go and when we plan to go home." Mrs. George says, "Oh before you leave, I should say, Regina's suitcase is in your dad's car in case she wants to spend the night at your place." Regina snaps, "I'm right here, mom. You're talking about me like I'm not in the room." Mrs. George snaps, "I'm sorry Miss Didn't Say Anything During Dinner and Is Rude To People and Stares At Pizza." OH FUDGE ... You grab Regina's hand pulling her away from our parents and outside the restaurant.

Outside, we start walking and you realize you are still holding Regina's hand. She probably doesn't even want to be holding your hand. It's not like this is a date. You drop it and ask, "Are you in the mood for gelato?" She answers, "Sure." You reply, "Great, let's go. It's like 2 blocks from here."

We walk in comfortable silence until we get there. I open the door for Regina and she thanks me as she walks inside. My friend, Sam, is behind the counter and Sam exclaims "Y/N!!! It's good to see you again!!! Guess what?" You ask, "What's up, Sam?" Sam answers, "Josh asked me out!!" You smile and say, "OMG!!!! You'll have to tell me all about it. I'm so happy for you. This is Regina, by the way. And Regina, this is Sam." Sam waves and says, "Wow Regina, you're really pretty." Regina replies, "Thanks. Could I get a small raspberry gelato?" Sam nods and I say, "And could you get me a small dulce de leche gelato?" Sam nods and asks, "So Regina, are you in town visiting Y/N? She has been rather lonely without you. It's always about you, you know." Regina half-smiles and says "What kind of things did she say exactly?" Sam answers, "She said you were pretty and you are. She said you were her best friend for a long time and you both really liked spending time together. She was scared to commit and she wasn't ready to come out. She said you were her crush for a bit in high school. She said..." You quickly interrupt and say, "I think that is quite enough, Sam. How much is the gelato?" Sam answers, "$8.72." You pay for the gelato then sit in a booth away from Sam. You hear the door open and see two families walk in with little kids. At least Sam will be busy and won't pay attention to us for a bit.

You exclaim, "I know tonight's dinner was terrible, but I'm hoping I can still turn around your night and make it better." Regina asks, "Is it true?" You ask, "Is what true? You'll have to be more specific." Regina mumbles, "The crush on me." You say, "Yes, it is true. I liked you a lot when we were experimenting together and then we broke it all off. It was tough and I had to heal from that heartbreak, but I didn't realize it was heartbreak until I came to the realization that I romantically liked you. And then you were gone and then we graduated and I had to move and the timing was never right. But, I do know three things: I am bisexual and I like you a lot and the feelings never went away." She smiles widely and says, "God, if we weren't by your nosy friend and in a gelato shop, I'd kiss you." You ask, "So. the feeling is mutual then?" She answers, "Yes... I am lesbian though." You reply, "That's pretty cool." She laughs.

After gelato, we hold hands and walk to the Brooklyn Bridge. We were close to it anyway, so why not walk there?!? Haha! Besides, during the day there are tons of vendors, and at night, there are just lots of cars and busy people. You love living in the city. The city also looks beautiful all lit up at night.

As we stand at this pier looking out at the water, Regina asks, "Can we have that kiss now?" You turn to her and answer, "Yes." You kiss and it's like you're the city being lit up at night. You feel bright and you see your future.

#mean girls #mean girls musical #mean girls regina george #regina george #regina george x you #regina george x reader #renee rapp #renee rapp regina george #mean girls 2024 #mean girls the musical

[legolasghosty]

JATP Anniversary Rewatch EP 4

Ahhhhh I GOT THE MUSIC!!!!

I love her gradual costume changes!! The sparkly jeans are such a vibe!!! Also I love how we get to see her hair ribbon things in this episode, long before she does them for real in the last episode!

My girl is jamming!!! Bro the sparkly blue thing!!!! I love it so much!!!

Flynnnnn!!! Yes my girl!!!!!

Lol the drumsticks!!! Leaving us to wonder just how much of that dancing around Julie actually did...

"It's something me and my mom were working on," *cue the protective looks from Flynn <3*

"Just remember he's made of air." "Cute air."

The Country Album!!!

WILLEX MUSEUM SCENE!!! (I'm sorry, I will never not freak out about these two.)

Alex's look when Willie grabs his hand <3333

The Cherry Socks!!!

"I've always been a little anxious, and then I died... which did not calm me down."

Heheheheh they're so cuteee!!!

Okay but the way Willie left his hair down under his helmet in this scene... he fully noticed Alex's gay panic over it the first time they met.

YELLING. IN. MUSEUMS!!!

As someone who recently had to blow up and tie a LOT of balloons for work, I feel Flynn's pain...

"Dad needs all the help he can get, right?" Oh Carlos

Okay... so Finally Free is in Luke's journal... but they were already playing it... was that one a Sunset Curve song or one Julie and Luke wrote? I have been wondering about this for three frigging years.

Oh no... the Trevor drama....ick. Lowkey hate this storyline. Not that it's bad or anything, I just hate the betrayal and stuff.

Bro a helicopter with his face on it? That's just tacky...

Okay but how DID Julie and Flynn get past the security gate? Could it be that they used to come over a lot? And the guards still remember them? And assumed they were just coming to visit Carrie?

Gosh I REALLY wanna know what went down between the three girls...

Reggie and Luke are just like, "You... is that how gay dates work?"

Willie is a mischievous scamp and I love him.

HGC.... Fancy, Gay, and Evil...

#legolas tag #julie and the phantoms #jatp #happy anniversary jatp

[whaleofatjme1920]

Yeah he was my biggest competition in high school. It was funny because I had a crush on him and it just yk grew in our matric year because we were head boy and head girl and yeah we spent every second break working together and stuff... I miss that. Now in uni I'm min of having academic rivals. I'm just tryna get through.

Yeah busy holiday it is but yeah today was so chill. My friend had this kids floaty thing and I just hijacked it and was floating around trying not to fall off. It sunk :( it was fun regardless. This routine is something I actually stick to lol. Also what's your plans for the holiday, sweets?

oh, oh i see. heheheheh but yeah felt. I'm in my last year of uni and I'll hopefully be graduating in the spring! I am CRAVING academics to be over.

Awh that sounds really sweet but :( no, not really. Ever since my mom passed we kinda,,, don't really do stuff for the holidays?? I mean, I shouldn't entirely say that. My dad and I usually go to my aunt and uncle's house to be with all of my first and second cousins, some other family members and generally spend like the weekend before christmas with them! But generally, no in my house we don't celebrate. I like to do little things like make apple cider for the solstice, chocolate chip cookies, and if jess ever gets back to me I want to see the zoo lights and visit the christkindle market downtown and the one at Wrigley. But generally, not,,, formally??? I like the holidays though.

#conversations with a fish woman #yeahneh :]

[ofieugogyshz]

Merry late xmas. I should think up a thing about yesterday's bad mental health and how my husband would try to help me through a day of visiting family on both sides for xmas. LOL.

(I say. Knowing that retiring early would be the only option and yet a difficult option to procure as well.)

#i was gonna say more like 3 sides but then i remembered that just like irl #my sister & brother's is the only family on my side that i'd care to visit #given that one parent is gone and the other's been non-existant in my life for a huge while #....wait i forgot about adoptive mom and dad honey & mustard #....also what if we dragged silver around too bc his birthday is right next to the holiday. #poor boy hehehehehe #family visits! #he's more familiar with lance's side of the family anyways cuz he trains at dragon den and is familiar with several ppl in blackthorn and #the dragon clan there. so. yes. good shit. this is good. why do i have to do chores now i wanna explore this instead!!! #i also am visiting my niece today so there's that for several hours but that i WANT to do so i'll take the imagination L for now

[likeastarstar]

9:19 PM - Jin

(A/N- part of my ITS series! hehehehehe I know I write chaotic love/hate drabbles for jin a lot but i JUST LOVE THE BANTER AND THE TENSION!)

You fucking hated nature.

It was annoying- the bugs, the lack of cell service, the lack of restaurants around.

It just sucked.

Which is why when your best friend, Namjoon, asked if you wanted to spend the weekend away with him and his bandmates, you originally said no. But then your mom called and said she was thinking about visiting you and then suddenly you were little miss camper. You were freaked out by the idea of spending three whole days in the forest until you realized that what Namjoon meant by camping was staying in a mini mansion plotted in the middle of the most beautiful land you had ever seen. It was extravagant enough to make your eyes roll, if you weren't so busy fighting Jungkook over which bedroom you got to sleep in.

You figured you could hide in the house the entire weekend and avoid the entirety of nature surrounding you but here you were- standing in the middle of it, sweaty and squinting under a bright sun. Taehyung had called everyone outside for a game of basketball. You had lost a rapid fire round of cham cham cham, resulting in your team consisting of Jimin, Hoseok, you, and Him.

Him- with his loud laughter and his stupid, neverending jokes. Him- who was about as perceptive as a dog and just as annoying. Him- Kim Seokjin. He annoyed you to no end, especially because he was so fucking nice all the time. Would it kill him to smile less? Seriously what did anyone have to smile-

You couldn't even remember when it was that you decided you and Jin were enemies- maybe it was when he saw you trip up the stairs that one time. He hadn't said anything to anyone else about it, he didn't even make fun of you for it, but it was embarrassing and he had to be punished for witnessing such a travesty. Ever since then you made him your biggest rival in life- although now that you thought about it, it felt stupid.

Now that you thought about it, your reasoning didn't make much sense. Were you crazy for hating him for such a stupid reason? Was it you? Were you the problem?

See- this is why you hated nature, it made you think about things in weird ways and upended your entire life. First, your archenemy wasn't actually a bad guy. What's next? Would you change your mind about hating bananas too? You shuddered at the thought, rejecting any type of self growth if it came at the hands of being in nature.

"This is arguably the worst team in existence, can we just give up now?" Jin whined, wanting to get out of the heat.

You laughed before you could stop yourself, agreeing with him for once. Why the hell were you laughing? He didn't even say anything funny...

Jin smirked when he heard your laugh, staring at the ground shyly for a moment before shaking it off, refocusing on the game. You stared at him openly, taking note of the slight tinge of pink on his cheeks.

Was he blushing or was it just the heat? Did you do that? You felt a weird emotion bubbling up in your stomach, surfacing before you could squish it down with sheer hatred. You frowned, feeling your own cheeks heat up despite your own efforts to quell your mind turning on you and your hatred of your arch nemesis.

"No way," Hoseok bit back, thankfully pulling you out of the spiral you were trapped in. You forced yourself to look towards him where he was jumping in place like he was suddenly electrified by the excitement of it all. "You're just a baby when it comes to heat."

Jimin and Hobi huddled together to come up with a strategic plan for your sad excuse for a team, trying desperately to avoid the penalty of doing the dishes if you lost. You drifted towards Jin for some reason, feeling the need to say something- anything to him. If not to apologize for silently harboring a secret vendetta against him, then to suss out whether or not he was really as bad as your mind had made him out to be.

"It's hot out, you're wearing black." You reasoned, gesturing towards Jin's broad shoulders clothed in a soft looking shirt, "Black attracts the sun more, you should change to be more comfortable."

"Well, is it working? Are you attracted?" He replied, rolling his shoulders in a way that made your mouth water involuntarily.

He said it quietly and without looking at you, staring instead at the ground still. You froze, looking at him with a blank expression. Was he...flirting?

"Wait- I'm the sun?" You asked blankly, tilting your head to one side.

"That's quite conceited of you, don't you think?" Jimin quipped, suddenly appearing behind you. You yelped in surprise, shrinking away from a now cackling Jimin who was pushing you towards the others, ready to start the game. Jin laughed and moved on, seemingly forgetting about the entire incident until the later that day after you guys lost- predictably, resulting in your team being forced to cook dinner for the night except Hoseok didn't cook and Jimin was taking a nap so that just left- Him.

Him- with his sneaky little flirty comments that had you confused and desperately wanting clarity. Did he have a crush on you? Not that you had one on him- no way. No way. No way...

You stopped your internal monologue- red flashes and loud sirens of pain going off in your brain. You stared down at your hand, spasming in pain just from trying to curl into an angry little fist unconsciously. You straightened out your hand, cursing under your breath.

"What's wrong with your hand?"

You spun around like a cat that had been caught with its paw on something that didn't belong to them, wide eyes. Jin stared at you with narrowed eyes, arms full of various vegetables. You frowned, looking around at the kitchen. When had he walked in here? How had he set water to boil, gather ingredients, and set up a full mise en place with you fully zoned out? Had you really been standing here in silence, ranting about him this entire time?

"What?" You snapped, glaring at Jin. "Nothings wrong with my hand."

Jin let out an exasperated huff of air before rolling his eyes, placing everything in his arms on the countertops. He snaked out a hand to grab yours, quick as lightning. Jin flexed his fingers around yours, twisting your hand sharply. You yelped, snatching your hand back out of his hold and cradled it against your chest.

"What's wrong with you?" You cried, trying to stop the throbbing pain in your thumb. You had bent it at a weird angle while playing basketball and it had been swollen ever since, a dull pain radiating whenever you moved it. You figured it was fine, that no one would notice if you just played it off.

"You haven't used your left hand this entire time and you're pretending it's normal. You look like an idiot." He quipped, taking your hand again, much more gently this time. He pulled you towards the dining table and pushed your shoulders down until you were seated.

You said nothing, watching him float around the kitchen instead, pulling an ice pack out of the freezer and carefully wrapping it in a tea towel. He took out a first aid kit from a random cabinet before sitting at the barstool next to you, holding his hand out for yours.

"How do you know where everything is already?" You wondered aloud.

"I stayed up last night memorizing the layout in here in case of an emergency- like a fire, or a zombie apocalypse," He said in a flat tone.

He didn't bother to look up at you to see your reaction, full brows furrowed and gaze completely set on inspecting your hand instead, "Really?" You grumbled, fully weirded out.

"No, of course not. You should take better care of yourself," He reprimanded. "You're so stubborn- what's the point of trying to ignore the fact that you're in pain?"

"It's embarrassing how uncoordinated I am," You admitted, wanting to shrink into a hole and die.

"You and your ego- that's just typical of you," Jin sighed, "This is like that time that you tripped and spent the rest of the week being mean to me."

"It's just a hand." You grumbled. "And I wasn't that mean."

"It's your left hand. What happens if you hurt it badly? Men don't want to put a ring on a stump for a hand."

"That's pretty rude, isn't it? You're saying no man could ever love me if I was handicapped?" You quipped. "My sparkling personality isn't enough?"

"No, I'm just saying other men wouldn't want to." He corrected, staying quiet for a moment. Jin held up pain relieving gel with a questioning glance, prompting you to show him where your hand hurt. He put a paste on your hand where you gestured to, wrapping it with a bandage securely afterward to hold the finger in place. "I wouldn't have a problem putting a ring on your stumpy hand. Even if you are mean and grumpy and you have a huge ego."

You froze, staring at Jin with what must've been a dumb look on your face. You felt his hand trace your ring finger idly, feather light and gentle.

"But stop hurting yourself and be more careful so I don't have to," He snapped, straightening his back out. "Not everyone's as nice as me."

You stared at him with a blank face, mind unraveling for a moment. Were you just desperate or was Jin suddenly wildly attractive? He looked around awkwardly, uncomfortable under your blatant stares. You narrowed your eyes at him, lifting you injured hand slowly before slamming it into the table dramatically. You tried to hide the pain, biting down on your lip instead.

"Yah!" He yelled, grabbing your arm again, "Are you crazy?"

Maybe a little- but at least this would better the chances of you having a stump for a hand. Maybe you did have a crush on him.

masterlist.

#bts fic #bts imagines #bts fluff #bts timestamps #jin imagine #seokjin fluff #seokjin imagine #seokjin fanfic #seokjin drabble #seokjin x you #seokjin x oc #seokjin x reader #seokjin x y/n #bts drabble

[bssaz97]

RWBY Post AU: Training Pains Part 2

- Rose Household -

Ruby: “So what have we learned.”

Whitley: *Nursing multiple lumps on his head with a ice pack* “The Rose family has and always will be a scythe family, I admit that I have misspoken in my last statement about Rowan’s training. Therefore, I sincerely apologize for insulting you in your home.”

Ruby: “And?”

Whitley: “And I promise to never question...the coolness and battle capabilities of the greatest weapon ever made by mankind.”

Ruby: “Good. Now apologize to Crescent Rose the second for hurting her feelings.” *Showing the practice scythe Rowan uses for training*

Whitley: “...I’m not apologizing to that thing.”

Ruby: *Cocks the lever Crescent Rose Sr.*

Whitley: “Alright! Alright! ‘Sigh’ I’m sorry for insulting you mam.”

Ruby: *Smiles* “Good. Now we’re square.”

Whitley: “Wonderful....”

Ruby: “So now that’s out of the way, when do you think we can start Rowan’s training?”

Whitley: *removes the ice pack* “Yang what time does he go to school?”

Yang: “A bit past 7:30 am usually, but his classes don’t start until 8:15.”

Whitley: “And that’s the consistent schedule?”

Yang: “Yep.”

Whitley: *looks back to Ruby* “What time is right now?”

Ruby: *checks her scroll* “A bit past 8:00 pm. Why’d you as-?”

Whitley: *stands up and makes his way towards the backdoor* “Alright, I can start now.”

Ruby: “Wait WHAT? You’re starting now! Whitley, it’s already late and Rowan has school in the morning!”

Whitley: “I won’t keep him long. Call it orientation.” *calls out as he opens backdoor and leaves house*

The sisters look on in worry, then look towards each other.

Yang: “I’m sure he’s gonna be fine.”

Ruby: ..... *she marches towards the backdoor*

Yang: “Oh boy.” *chases after her sister*

—————————————

Rowan sighs in relief as he has finally managed to remove the last bit of that suffocating assortment of training armor his Mom always has him wear. It was so uncomfortable and constricting but he lack the heart to tell her that. He knew she was trying her best just as much as he was in making this training work but it seemed like he was going nowhere. Ever since he unlocked his Aura and discovered his semblance rather quickly his Mom had nothing but supportive of him and Summer. Lately though he worries if she’s been starting to relapse into her overprotective mom state because it seemed like her way of training him was...less than standard.

Whitley: “Evening Rowan.”

Rowan: “Huh? Oh Mr. Whitley I didn’t hear you coming. How are you?” *stands up*

Whitley: “I’m well, thank you. But I’m afraid I’m not here on a ‘normal visit,’ your mother has told me about your most recent sparring match at Signal.”

Rowan: “O-Oh... So you know that I had the floor wiped on me?” *looks down ashamed*

Whitley: “Very much so... that’s why I’m here.”

Rowan: “Huh? What do you mean?”

Whitley: “Like I said I’m not here to visit. Your mother and aunt have hired me as your combat tutor.”

Rowan: *snaps head up* “Wait really?! You’re gonna teach me how to fight better?!”

Whitley: “Rowan you’re at a ten, I need you to lower it to a four.”

Rowan: “Oh right. Heheheheh, sorry. But are you really going to teach me how to fight better?” *his silver eyes filled with promise*

Whitley: “That will be entirely dependent on you. I can’t promise that you will be the greatest teacher or that my methods will even ensure you winning that fight. So Rowan, are you tired of getting mopped on the floor?”

Rowan: “Yes sir!”

Whitley: “Good. Now go get a good sleep and be awake at 06:00 tomorrow. You will meet me out here and we’re going to be having a long day, you’ll need to be at your best.”

Rowan: “Ok!”

Whitley: “And Rowan.”

Rowan: “Yes.”

Whitley: “Throw that in the garbage.” *points to his “training gear”*

Rowan: “...but won’t I need my gear-?”

Whitley: “Not up for discussion.” *walks back to the house.”

Rowan: “Oh well...” *grabs his equipment and goes towards the trash*

—————————————

Ruby: “Why exactly is my son throwing away his training gear?” *she asked with her hands on her hips*

Whitley: “Because he won’t be needing it.”

Ruby: “‘sigh’ Fine. But what exactly are you going to be doing for his training?”

Whitley: “Well first I will be breaking him down, then build him back up. Figure that will be the best way to start off.”

Ruby: “Break him? What do you mean by that?!”

Whitley: “You asked me to make him a decent huntsman in training right. That’s what I intend on doing, by any means necessary.”

Rowan wouldn’t know it yet, but these next two weeks were going to be a literal “Frozen Hell.”

– End of Part 2 –

#rwby post au #ruby rose #yang xiao long #whitley schnee #rowan rose #summer phyrra rose #my ocs #rwby rowan rose #rwby training pains

[treason-and-plot]

REPLIES TO SAOIRSE’S APARTMENT

@dreamsascend​

You tell him, Soairse xD

Saoirse doesn’t take any shit from Roy!

@dreamsascend​

Also, must be hard for Roy but kudos for trying and accompanying her to go house hunting!

Thank you for recognising just how much pride he had to swallow to do that. But he would truly do anything for Saoirse.

@dreamsascend​

Also, the place looks very quirky. Really seem to fit Soairse so much ^_^

Yes she genuinely loves it! Wallpaper and all!

@windermeresimblr​

I feel like Roy maybe should have stayed at home if he's going to be such a jerk about this.

But doesn’t he deserve points for coming along in the first place?

@stsciurussimblr​

Now I do love me some retro wallpaper, but this place is kind of a nightmare. Still. . .if she likes it. . .

She honestly does!

@ktarsims​

xD Maybe it's best she has her own place, Roy... you might shudder at what she'd do to yours to fit her tastes.

She also kind of liked that tacky motel room...

@lilsisterg​

I've begun to wonder just how much longer this relationship is really going to last.

The wallpaper will outlast everybody!

@streetlightaurora​

I'm with Roy on the fabulous brick wall views 😅

@skyburned​

Interior design, more trouble than disagreements about money. Try getting rid of mom's old couch and just see. Poor Roy, but maybe light a whole bunch of candles and avoid the views.

I think Roy would prefer to get a blowtorch heehee

@shhhushhh​

Who lived there beforehand? Socialism itself?!

@simmerjazen​

LOL Roy. I mean the place doesn't look the best, but since she's doing it on her budget she's looking that the brightside of things.

She loves that it’s hers, and that it’s kitsch and quirky, and she also loves the fact that Roy is so appalled...Saoirse is someone who likes to subvert people’s expectations. She has a definite rebellious streak!

@wannabecatwriter​

She's going to live there, so it's up to her. As long as she likes it...

That’s right! I’m glad she isn’t letting Roy influence her decision!

@greywardenconsort​

Roy's right, that's a dump!

It makes my skin itch a little bit, lolol! And I would feel very claustrophobic without a balcony, at least. 

@kscriba​

I can't blame Roy, but if she's content then it doesn't matter, I just can't imagine him visiting!

I can’t either, unless he’s wearing a Hazmat suit.... 

@sweetnovember77​

I would love the place just because—just because i prefer to live alone. Roy is just being a big old baby.

That’s the major reason Saoirse loves it. What it looks like is secondary to the fact that it’s a place to call her very own.  

@mysimsloveaffair​

Roy just now got back on her good side, he probably should hush.

Heheheheh great advice!!

@belasims​

At this rate I’m imagining his visits here will go just swimmingly 😐...😬.

Roy arriving for his first sleepover at Saoirse’s place: 

@sweetnovember77​

Awww... Makes me smile too!! Many disdain the thought of parting with their hard-earned cash. I love Roy! ♥️

People can say what they like about Roy, but one of his most endearing qualities is that he is not a tightarse. 

@dandylion240​

Hmm I'm beginning to wonder what Roy would have been like if his mother hadn't chased Saoirse away when he was a teenager.

Wow! That is a mind-blowing concept to ponder. I think it would have all unraveled sooner or later though. Neither of them were suited to or even looking for a longterm relationship at that time. But they probably would have reconciled a lot sooner.

@skyburned​

now that is opening a mental door because he can see her on the other side and there's no other way to get there, and it's taking him a while to see the way, and to get used to the fact that it's going to cost him, not in money but in a gift of power, to go through.

What a beautiful observation! I have missed your elegant prose so much. And the fact that he is even able to think that way though is a huge milestone! It’s a real sign of emotional growth and his commitment to Saoirse.

@ktarsims​

I’m snickering internally that Roy considers a TV an essential necessity. I kind of bet that Saoirse doesn’t share this particular priority. Points to Roy for -noticing- he was crossing the line again and taking a step back though. I don’t think I’d have her patience. I’d be insulting the things HE likes by now with extreme acerbity.

LOL! She does love Roy though. And thank you for giving Roy at least a little bit of kudos. As mentioned earlier, it must have been hell for his poor ego to accompany her on her flat hunting expedition today!  

@streetlightaurora​

😭

@greywardenconsort​

I agree Roy, I shiver at the thought of taking a blacklight to that wallpaper  =/

@simmerjazen​

Roy!?!?!?! Wow! Okay. And I agree, that wallpapaer is ugly as fuck LOL but I like that he said loan. Now it's a matter of will he actually take the money when she tries to pay him back.

That’s an interesting question. Roy is extremely generous and would not want Saoirse to pay him back, but Saoirse would want to because she does not want to feel indebted to Roy. However if their relationship has progressed  significantly and she no longer feels that a power imbalance exists, then she may not mind so much.

@wannabecatwriter​

It's progress.

Amazing progress! I’m feeling very proud of Roy.

@mysimsloveaffair​

Yeah...the wallpaper looks like the late 60s, early 70s threw up all over it.

I do not know what the obsession was with brown and orange back in those days...was it supposed to look earthy or autumnal or something? Anyway such a horrible, horrible combination. 

(Edit: I Googled it and found this interesting discussion about the very same topic on Reddit!)

@parystrange​

dear god that wallpaper... pass me the eye bleach!

@muses-circle​

Good boy, Roy, support your woman, don't beat her down. The fact that he realizes this is pretty huge. I do agree with him on one point, however: that wallpaper has got to go. Yikes!

I’m so happy that Roy has redeemed himself a little bit! And the fact that their taste in furnishings and interior design is so different is hilarious...imagine what other things they have yet to find out about each other!

@shhhushhh​

Dearest Pru, may you still remind me their both divorce statuses. When you said some of her things will be shipped from SV, I wonder may we expect some farewell unpleasant surprises from her ex. Or will Sonia strike back for Roy's refusal to play a theatro in front of her parents.

No, sadly...as tempting as that is, I’m about ready to wrap up this chapter and set sail for IP. There will be no nasty plot twists lurking in packing crates or anywhere else, lolol!

#replies

[captainflanger]

Rose Is Strange, part 6d?

Since Tell Me Why is out for months now, we might as well change format a bit.

Somewhere in Juneau, AK... present day. (Tell Me Why)

Alyson: Hey Tyler, you know about Pricefield?

Tyler: You mean, Max and Chloe? Why?

Alyson: I don't know. Feels like I want to get to know them. They seem cool.

Tyler: Why not? This summer we'll fly to Arcadia Bay and meet them.

Alyson: Ain't Arcadia Bay already been flown away by a tornado, some two years back?

Tyler: Did you browse through conspiracy sites again, Aly?

Alyson: Uh... no? *slowly dead inside*

Tyler: *literally shows pic of Max and Chloe at front of Two Whales on his phone* This was shot last week. How can that "be flown away by a tornado?"

Alyson: *slowly panicking inside*

Tyler: Aly?

Alyson: Oh! Um, yeah. Let's set the date, then. Should we remind them, though?

Tyler: Max probably knows me, maybe I should.

Alyson: Already sent the DM?

Tyler: Yep. DM sent. Let's see what their responses are.

Meanwhile, in Arcadia Bay... Chloe's house. (LIS S1)

Max: Hey, I got a message from Tyler, saying that he and his sister is going to meet us next summer!

Chloe: The more people we know, the better - right?

Max: Yeah, but I have no idea which is better. Us going to Alaska, or them going to here?

Chloe: Either will do, as long as you got the green bags.

Max: Yeah... Do we, though?

Chloe: Chill - we have Frank-

Max: No, Chloe. We will not owe someone money, ever again.

Chloe: lol. Fine, I'll find myself a part time job, then.

At The Ambers residence... (Before The Storm)

Rose: Found anything useful on the web, Rach?

Rachel: Nada, mom. Oh wait, there's a new post on Twitter. It's from Max.

Rose: And what did she say on her post?

Rachel: "In the next summer Chloe and I will expecting a visit from my friend Tyler, and his sister Alyson. We are so excited!"

Rose: Alyson, huh. Rachel - analysis.

Rachel: *checking profile timeline* Alyson Ronan. Based in Juneau, Alaska. Why? Anything to do with her?

Rose: New jackpot. Hehehehehehe.

Rachel: Are you kidding me... First, we try Max, and now Alyson?

Rose: The more, the merrier - right? *hehehehehe*

Rachel: *straight up facepalm, talking to herself* I thought I was worse than my mom.

Rachel: I am more interested on getting to know her brother, Tyler. You go on with your plans, mom.

Rose: You sure you don't want to tag along with this one?

Rachel: Nah mom, I need a break. *she just wants to chill*

Rose: Okay then. noob

Rachel: *talking to herself* How dare she call me "noob"? Ugh.

See them soon in summer, I guess?

To be continued...

This is a parody chat. Nothing to do with original canon story. For entertainment purposes only. Support by reposting is more than welcomed. Thanks for reading!

Warning - Strong Use of Imagination and Fantasy. Read With Care.

Still here? There's extras.

Victoria: *still cannot move on from previous noise that she heard, presumably screams and screeches from Max's room 219. Oops.*

Courtney: Victoria, are you okay? You've been quiet, pale, and restless for almost three weeks now. We are worried about you.

Victoria: *checks watch* It's... it's been three weeks already? I still can hear that odd noises in my head...

Courtney: *hugs Victoria* It's ok, Victoria, we are all here for you.

Taylor shows up, and also proceeds to hug Victoria after that. Pray for Victoria - wishing her a speedy recovery!

#life is strange #lis #before the storm #rachel amber #rose amber #chloe price #max caulfield #chat #chit chat #padody #tell me why

[badbadbucky]

The Haunted Haunted House

The little girl, Magda, looked at the little boy, Billy, skeptically. “What do you mean you’ve never been to a haunted house?”

The two children sat together on Magda’s bed. Billy wore a cowboy costume. Magda wore a cat costume. They were waiting for Magda’s mom.

“My mama said I wasn’t allowed to go. They had one a couple towns over, in Gerda, and my friend Georgie, his daddy took him and he said it was real scary,” Billy said. 

“But this is a haunted house,” Magda said.

Billy looked at her like she was stupid. “No it ain’t, it’s just got ghosts in it.”  Billy knew a little something about Halloween. Halloween had always been his favorite holiday. Before… he’d always stayed up until the small hours of the morning, and not just because he was buzzing off sugar, but because he didn’t want it to be over. 

For the first few months her family had lived in the big old mansion Magda had been terrified, but Billy had shown her that all the ghosts were actually nice, even if they did look scary sometimes (or all the time in Starla’s case). 

“Haunted houses got like rattlin’ coffins, and guys in costumes jump out at ya, and there’s spiders and blood and skeletons everywhere. That’s a real haunted house,” Billy said. 

Magda didn’t argue with Billy, sometimes she thought that even though she was younger than Billy--he was eight and she was six--sometimes she just understood things better. He always seemed a lot younger than he actually was. She didn’t know if it was a product of being dead, or if kids were just more innocent in the 50’s. 

“That was the year though,” Billy said. He played with the fringe on his satin shirt with the pearl snaps. 

“The year what?” Magda asked. 

“My daddy said he was gonna take me. Got tired of me askin’ probably. It was Halloween, and I was waiting for him to get home then we was gonna drive to Gerda. I was practicing twirling my toy gun. I dropped it. And it broke. And a cowboy couldn’t have an empty holster right?” He dropped his head so that the low brim of his cowboy hat--that he never took off--blocked his eyes. 

Magda reached out and laid her hand over his. It phased right through, but he said that he could still sort of feel it. 

“My daddy’s gun was a lot heavier than my toy one. I didn’t expect it to be so heavy,” Billy trailed off. He glanced up at her and wiped away a few tears. “I really woulda liked to go the haunted house.” Then he disappeared. 

Magda looked around. “Billy? Billy?”

Billy didn’t answer and he didn’t reappear.   

“Ms. Elizabeth?” Magda called.

A stately woman in a maroon gown appeared, a slash across her throat continuously dripped blood down her front. She had dark hair and dark sad eyes. “What is it Magda?”

“Billy’s upset.”

“It is a rather hard day for him,” Ms. Elizabeth said. 

The little girl told the ghost her plan. And then the ghost set about her preparations, while the girl set about her own. 

When the girl got home from trick or treating she ran straight up to her room. 

“Are you there?” She whispered. 

Ms. Elizabeth appeared. “All is ready, Ms. Magda.” She smiled down at the little girl. She held out her velvet gloved hand and very nearly touched Magda’s cheek. 

Magda could feel a cool soft whisper on her cheek. 

Then Ms. Elizabeth removed her hand. “Find Billy, I have to get into place.” 

Magda nodded. She walked out to the hallway and to the staircase that led to the attic. When she reached the top of the stairs, she called out “Billy?”

She heard a sniffle coming from behind an old painting of Ms. Elizabeth in a gilded frame. Magda walked toward the sound. The floor creaked underneath her. Magda stuck her head around the painting and found Billy sitting on the floor, curled up, with his arms around his knees. His hat sat on the floor beside him. “Billy is that you?” 

When Billy heard her voice he snatched his hat off the floor and jammed it on his head, though too late to prevent Magda from seeing the small neat hole in the middle of his forehead. Though, because Billy was her friend, she pretended that she hadn’t seen it. 

Instead, she said, “I have a surprise for you.” 

“What is it?” Billy asked. He wiped at his eyes rapidly, cowboys didn’t cry.

“If I told you it wouldn’t be a surprise anymore dummy. Come on.” Magda said. She swiped at him, and through him several times, since she couldn’t actually pull him to his feet.

Billy climbed to his feet. He never could resist a surprise. 

They climbed down the stairs from the attic and went to the main entranceway in the house. Magda’s gaze slid around, it seemed that everyone and everything was ready. She positioned herself and Billy in the very center of the room. 

Ms. Elizabeth emerged from the shadows. In addition to her customary velvet gown, she wore a cheap black cape, she’d painted fake blood around her mouth, and she wore plastic fangs. The ghosts who were older were better at interacting with physical objects.

“Velcome travelers,” Ms. Elizabeth said, in her best approximation of Magda’s best approximation of a Dracula voice, “Velcome to my home.”

“What’s going on?” Billy asked.

Magda shushed him and pointed at Ms. Elizabeth.

Ms. Elizabeth continued, “I exp-, I exp-” she struggled to speak around the fangs,  “Heaven’s sake.” She removed the fangs. “I expect that you’ll want a tour. So I shall show you around. But be warned, my friends are in town. And some people find them quite...frightening.”

The lights flickered and there was a great crash of thunder. 

Billy jumped.

Magda shot her mom, who was hiding under the stairs operating a sound machine and a dimmer switch, a thumbs up, she’d hit her cue perfectly. 

Ms. Elizabeth walked out of the entranceway and Billy and Magda followed. She led the two children toward the massive kitchen. And there stood Old Man Gibbons at the stove, stirring a bubbling cauldron of green muck. His face was painted green and he wore a ratty wig with long black hair and a pointy black hat. He cackled as he stirred.The witch costume did a marvelous job of hiding that Old Man Gibbons’ legs were nothing more than bloody stumps. He’d been the groundskeeper on the estate and had a terrible accident with a tractor.  A stuffed black cat sat on the counter behind him.

“Ah, here we have my old friend Hilda. And what diabolical potion are you making Hilda?” Ms. Elizabeth said, maintaining the Dracula accent. 

“Hehehehehe, this potion turns little boys into little mice! Ahahahaha!” Old Man Gibbons said. He lifted a spoonful of the “potion” toward Billy’s lips. “Want a taste?” 

Billy leapt backward, “no!” he squeaked. 

“Perhaps later, Hilda,” Ms. Elizabeth said. “We have many more rooms to visit.”

“Hilda” cackled. “Let me know if you get thirsty.  I could use a nice fat mouse to feed my cat, HEHEHEHEHEHEHE!”

Billy and Magda hustled out of the kitchen and followed Ms. Elizabeth to the dining room 

Tomas stood behind the long banquet style table, dressed in a white labcoat. Lucindra lay on top of the table, under a sheet. 

“Victor,” Ms. Elizabeth drawled, “you said you would show me your latest creation.”

Tomas nodded eagerly. “Ooooh yes, she’s nearly ready.” He rubbed his hands together in manic glee. “Igor! It. Is. TIME!”

“Yes, master,” a voice rasped from right behind Magda and Billy. 

Billy let out a little shriek and turned around. 

Stuart, the devastatingly handsome senator’s son with the rope burn around his neck, had sneaked up behind them. He lurched and staggered toward Tomas and handed him what looked suspiciously like salad tongs. Then he dragged his leg behind him until he reached the light switch. 

Tomas placed the salad tongs on either side of Lucindra’s head. “Give me power Igor!”

“Yes, Master,” Stuart said as he flickered the lights. 

Lucindra thrashed under the sheet.

It had taken some convincing, and a private threat of grounding from their mother, but eventually even Magda’s brother Todd had agreed to help. He was under the table, making electricity noises with his mouth and rocking the table occasionally. 

 Billy took a step behind Magda, but he couldn’t take his eyes off the scene.

“MORE!” Tomas screamed. 

“Yes, Master,” Stuart grunted. He flickered the lights more.

Lucindra flailed, occasionally the sheet would flip off her face and Tomas would quickly pull the sheet back over to conceal her face. It was not yet time for the big reveal. 

“MORE POWER IGOR!” Tomas yelled, his eyes rolling madly in his skull.

“But Master--” Stuart began. 

“NOW!!!!”

Stuart turned off the lights, plunging everything into darkness. Then he turned on a black light. The sheet over Lucindra glowed an otherworldly white. As did Tomas’s labcoat as he danced around the table. 

Todd deployed the fog machine. Tendrils of fog curled out from under the table. Billy was too entranced to hear Todd’s muffled coughing and choking. 

Slowly, Lucindra raised her shaking arms. 

“It’s alive,” Tomas howled. “It’s alive, it’s alive.” 

Tomas whipped the sheet off of Lucindra revealing her face. The blacklight made the paint on her face glow demonically. She hissed at Magda and Billy. Billy gave out a little yip and even Magda jumped a bit. 

Magda and Billy ran back out into the hallway, giggling. Stuart and Ms. Elizabeth shared a soft smile. 

Todd climbed out from under the table, he rolled his eyes at the two ghosts making googoo eyes at each other. According to Chrissy, these two had apparently been doing this dance since at least the 80’s. He stomped out of the dining room and yelled up the stairs “Okay mom, I helped. Can I go now?” He had a date with Becky Sherman, and she’d told him that he was really going to love her costume. 

Ms. Elizabeth led the kids up the stairs to the long hallway where all the guest bedrooms were. The hallway was strung with fake cobwebs everywhere. Magda got caught in them while Billy easily phased right through them. They reached the end of the hallway and Ms. Elizabeth held the door open for the two children. 

In the middle of the room there was a sarcophagus, which was really a trunk from the attic that Magda had decorated with hieroglyphics. The lid rattled ominously. 

Magda’s father, dressed as Indiana Jones, ran up behind them. “You better get outta here kids. The mummy inside will curse anyone who looks at him, and he’s waking up!” 

But before the kids could turn back, the door slammed in their faces. Magda tried the door. Ms. Elizabeth held it closed. 

“We’re trapped!” Magda yelled to Billy.

“What do we do?” Billy asked.

The lid of the sarcophagus flopped open. Bandaged arms gripped the sides. 

Billy and Magda huddled together. Though Magda wasn’t scared. Of course not. But maybe she’d huddle a bit closer to Billy, just to make him feel better. 

The mummy, really Chrissy wrapped head to toe in bandages, rose from the trunk. He moaned and groaned dramatically.  

“Don’t look!” Magda’s dad yelled. He stood in front of the kids. “Squeeze your eyes shut.”

Magda and Billy both squeezed their eyes shut. Then, Magda’s father gave a great yell and flopped to the ground. Then the only sound was the mummy shuffling toward the kids.

Billy and Magda couldn’t stand to keep their eyes closed anymore. They looked down and saw Magda’s father lying frozen on the ground, his face wrenched into an exaggerated rictus of pain. Billy and Magda both gave little shrieks. 

When they looked up, the mummy was no longer shuffling toward them, they twisted around to see where the mummy had gone, when suddenly he appeared right behind them and grabbed Billy’s shoulders. Billy screamed and jerked away from the mummy, then laughed shrilly. 

Ms. Elizabeth opened the door and took the kids back down stairs to the conservatory. Magda’s mother had transferred the fog machine to the conservatory and it had been filling with smoke while the kids were upstairs. Wisps of smoke hovered around the bases of the trees, turning the bright cheery room into a haunted forest. 

Billy and Magda hesitantly entered the room. Ms. Elizabeth disappeared into the fog and so the two children were left alone. They walked between the trees.

Magda jumped when she heard a bird chirp, and Billy gave out a faint scream when he’d mistaken a potted tree for a figure coming for them. 

A figure whooshed past them. The kids turned to see what it was, but it was too fast. Then something went by again, and Billy was able to catch the flapping tail of a sheet. 

“There!” He pointed to the center of the conservatory. “It went that way!”

The kids chased after the figure, laughing. They almost caught up with the figure, but then lost it again. They found a small area that was largely cleared of the fog. 

The figure was hiding--very poorly--behind a tree.

“We see you!” Magda called.

“Yeah, we see you,” Billy said. 

The figure, dressed in a sheet with eye holes cut into it that had been nearly bleached white over the years, but still had the faintest hint of a floral pattern, stepped out from behind the tree.  The very spooky ghost, Starla, raised her arms over her head and the sheet dropped back a bit, revealing her blackened flesh. She wiggled her burnt red fingers. “Oooooooooooo.”

Billy giggled. “You’re not scary.”

The sheet twitched a bit, as Starla smiled to herself.  She liked the idea of not being scary, if only for a time. 

Ms. Elizabeth returned, and she’d put the fake fangs back in. “I hope you enjoyed our little tour. Because you can never leave.” She lunged forward with her fangs bared. 

Both of the children screamed and ran out of the conservatory.

 Ms. Elizabeth reached out and squeezed Starla’s hand. “Well done, darling.”

Magda pulled Billy up to her bedroom. They jumped into her bed and threw the covers over their heads. Magda stuck her arm out of their blanket fortress only long enough to snag her flashlight off the floor. She turned it on, casting both their faces into sharp relief. 

“I think we’re safe,” Magda said.

Billy nodded. 

They sat in silence for a moment. 

“Did you like it?” Magda asked shyly. 

Billy answered by trying to throw his arms around her. He phased through, but she got the idea all the same. 

They lay down for a bit, but both of them were still wide awake. Their eyes slid towards each other.

“I can’t go to sleep,” Billy said. 

“Me neither, Magda said. 

They sat, talking and laughing until 11 o’clock, when Magda’s mother stumbled in and told them to go to bed. Then they huddled under the covers, whispering and giggling, until 2 in the morning, when Ms. Elizabeth appeared and told them in no uncertain terms that they must go to sleep “this very instant.”

It was only then, that Magda’s eyes finally began to flutter, and Billy found it harder to hold his form. Eventually Magda fell asleep and Billy went where all ghosts go when they are too tired to be visible anymore. For them,  Halloween was over.

#Halloween #ghost story #here is a little story i wrote for Halloween #ghosts #writblr

[danurso]

For the Dragon(s)later AU: What were Jaunes mom and sisters reaction to little baby Yin? And what did Alexander think about the baby after he finally calmed down?

Irina: *with yin on her arms* she's so cuute! *tickles her belly*

Yin: *cute baby giggles*

Irina: *squeezing her with a hug* she so adorable!!!

Alexander: *massaging his temples* irina, can you please stop playing with the baby and pay attention to me?

Irina: but i am paying attention to you dear.

Alexander: really? Then what did i just said?

Irina: you said that our son slept with a dragon that gave birth to this cute little thing.

Alexander: and you're not gonna say anything about it!?

Irina: why? Jaune looks happy with yang, and they gave us this adorable baby! Why would i need to say something?

Alexander: our son slept with a dragon! How can you accept that so easily!?

Irina: and how can you take so long to accept it!? Come on, i don't remember you being that harsh with saphron's relationship.

Alexander: it's because at least her marriage with general cotta brought peace between our countries, besides, terra is a woman, not a dragon and that is way more easy to understand.

Irina: oh please, you're just angry cause he did the opposite of what you asked.

Alexander: of course i am! Our daughters never had that problems!

Irina: *deadpans*

Alexander: . . .okay, saphron did got engaged to an rival general but the others did not do such a thing.

Saphron: *walks in along the other arc sisters* is someone talking about me?

Alexander: saphron, we're just-

Jeanne: *gasp* who's that!? *joins her mother in a split second*

Arc sisters: *joins their mother as well*

Irina: *chuckles* girls, meet your niece yin arc xiao long.

Anie: xiao long? like the great dragon Taiyang xiao long?

Irina: *nods* he's her grandpa, her mother is yang xiao long, the golden dragon of the north.

Olive: wow. . .wait, if she's the daughter of yang and she's also our niece, that means. . .

Irina: yup, jaune is her father.

Nicolle: JAUNE SLEPT WITH A DRAGON!?

Alexander: finally! At least someone reacted normally!

Nicolle: and what other reaction could i have!? Jaune slept and had a kid with a dragon! What the hell was he thinking!?

Saber: now i'm more curious about how the mating between a human and a dragon worked at all.

Irina: apparently yang can turn into a human, so it was easy for them to do the 'deal', and nine months later this cute little thing came to be.

Yin: *incoherent baby giggles*

Jeanne: aww, she's so cuute!

Anie: she really is.

Olive: i kinda want one too now, she's way too cute.

Nicolle: i mean, if you ignore the fact that she came from a dragon then yeah, she really is one of the cutest things i've ever saw.

Saber: i think the same.

Saphron: i bet she and adrien will be great friends.

Irina: *chuckles* i know they will. See dear, they already accepted her, and they agree that she is irresistibly adorable.

Saphron: oh, so that's why you and dad were discussing?

Irina: *nods* your father refuses to accept that jaune slept with a dragon despite him telling that jaune should slay it.

Alexander: of course i do! I told him to slay it and he impregnated it! Just think about it, one of our kids sleeping with a monster! Our daughters would never commit such a mistake!

Jeanne/Anie: *flinches*

Saphron: welp, count me out girls, i'm not telling him.

Alexander: wait, telling me what?

Jeanne: err. . .well. . .it's a funny story y'know?

Anie: *nods*

Alexander: *harshly* what happened?

Anie: well. . .remember that a year ago you told us to visit a village on the edge of the kingdom to kill a demon that lived there?

Alexander: i do.

Jeanne: *fidgeting sheepishly* well. . .about that-

???: *a tall man with pitch black skin, long messy white hair, white eyes with black scleras, a pair of bat like wings and a pair of dark horns walks in carrying a pair of sleeping babies* they finally fell asleep, and it only took me an hour to do so today.

Alexander: w-who are you!?

Jeanne: ahem, err dad, this is dante.

Anie: *blushing* our. . .husband.

Jeanne: aaaand the father of our kids

Alexander: h-husband!? Father!?

Irina: *gasps in awe* more babies!! *disappears in a blur, reappearing in front of the demon* and they are so adorable too!

Dante: *steps back covering the kids with his wings*

Irina: *whines*

Jeanne: i-its okay dante, you can trust mom. Sorry mom, apparently demons are a bit overprotective.

Dante: *still glaring at irina* *sighs* fine. *lower his wings showing her the babies*

Irina: *gushing* oh my god they're so cuuuuuute!!!

Alexander: HOW DID THAT HAPPENED!?!?!?

Jeanne: well, you see, there's a whole story filled with drama, action and romance on how we both fell in love with a demon, but i don't think you would like to like to hear it.

Alexander: *sigh* can this day get any worse?

Illia: *sneaking in* so olive, is your family ou-

Everyone: *staring at her*

Ilia: *freezes* err. . . .

Alexander: olive. . .isn't that the spy i told you to take care of?

Olive: *sheepishly* hehehehehe, y-yes she is.

Alexander: and why is she still here and alive?

Olive: cause she is. . .well. . .my girlfriend now.

Alexander: . . . .

Olive: h-hey, look at the bright side, at least she's not a monster!

Saber: still, having an affair with an enemy spy, i'm really disappointed.

Olive: said the girl who's sleeping with a magecraft son of the biggest assassin of the kingdom.

Saber: *bright red* w-what are you talking about!? Me and shirou are just friends!

Olive: *grinning* of course you are~ i heard you two making very friendly sounds yesterday. 

Saber: *dark red* y-you!! *draws excalibur* i'm cutting you down!!

Oliver: oh, scary~ *bolts away*

Saber: *running after her* get back here!!!

Illia: w-wait! *follows them*

Nicolle: im not losing this. *follows as well*

Saphron: me neither! *runs after them*

Jeanne: s-sorry dad but we need to go too.

Anie: yeah, we need to settle some things with dante.

Dante: humans can really be weird sometimes, don't they?

Jeanne: you have no idea. *leaves with them*

Alexander: . . . *sighs, sitting down on his throne* and all of a sudden, the fact that my son slept and had a daughter with a dragon isn't the craziest thing happening anymore.

Irina: you're probably right, but maybe now you that you're calmer you can at least take a better look at your granddaughter. *places yin on his lap*

Alexander: *holding her* . . .

Yin: *cute baby giggles*

Alexander: *internally* oh my god, this is the most cute and adorable creature i have ever seen in my entire life.

Irina: so?

Alexander: . . .she's not that bad.

#rwby #arc family #yin arc xiao long

[vitosscaletta]

6, 8, 9, 11, 15, 19, 25 for audrey & joshua? 👻

🤡

What was their first official date?

I mean there isn’t really much to do in a canyon so I guess they just.. take a looong walk around Zion and talk (it’s really mostly her ksdkjd).. it’s nice because she gets him to stop talking about the bible or other weird shit for a few hours

What do they do in their down time?

LMAO they’re really boring as hell… probably just talking about weird hobbies/interests whatever, chillin at that one campfire you know which one and talking shit about Ca/esar lol.. he’s also probably trying to teach her how to slow dance but to no real avail (ok sorry I just stole that from that one comic I’m too lazy to find but it was cute ok) 

What was the first meeting of parents as an official couple like?

Ohhh this is my favorite question >:^) With her parents she’d really avoid introducing them or even telling them she’s met someone or anything. for obvious reasons.. They know who he is and they certainly wouldn’t be thrilled to hear that this is their son-in-law now fkjkff 🤡. They wouldn’t disown her.. but it wouldn’t end well. Drama! 

I really don’t think his parents are.. alive anymore? probably has siblings that are still around (kjdfkjfdg I imagine he has two or three younger sisters.. they’re much older than Audrey but they like her hehe)

Which one is more easily made jealous?

J*sh hehehehehe… she often talks about the adventures she’s had in the mojave and the people she met… and how nice some of them where kjdfkjdf n he’s like “ok….. :|”

How long do they wait before sleeping together for the first time? What’s the circumstances?

🤡 lmao.. CRINGE  but uuhhhh on like her 2nd visit to z*on sooo a few months after new vegans? in…. a cave or something (not the one where other people can hear. that’s nasty). like I know there’s the uh.. religion thing with no s*x before marriage bla bla but I guess this isn’t as bad as committing war crimes so. jhdsfhjsdf jeans man literally after that: so you’re gonna marry me right?she: ???? huh?

Which one is more organized and prone to tidiness?

hmmm I’d say both but Audrey a little bit more 

Do they have children? How many?

UNFORTUNATELY….. two. A son (Ben) and later a daughter (Rachel).. Ben takes more after his father but in a less. weird way. And he has his mom’s overpowered charisma stats. Rachel seems to be a lot like her mother but can be.. not so nice 

#no one is allowed to laugh at me ok! #rcberthouse #ask #I should make an infodump eventually I feel like those ask memes always sound so.. shallow?? like there's a lot more

[stressedanddepressed250]

My friend and I wrote this in french class part 2

2 months later

I have a slight baby bump, now is the time to tell sans about sonic. I am so anxious I could puke...maybe that was just morning sickness. Well anyways I go to the kitchen (Where sans was) And explain everything

“Heheheheheh?”

“Sans what do you mean you don’t understand?”

“HEhehehEHEheHEHeHEheEHEh”

“What do you mean you don’t want a baby?!?! This is our child you are talking about and I wont stand by and LET you talk about sonic like that!!”

“HEHEHEHEHEehehheEHhehhehehehHEhHEhEhEHhehEHEHEHE!!!”

“NO! I AM NOT LEAVING! YOU TOLD ME THAT WE WERE GOING TO BE IN THIS TOGETHER!!”

“HEHEhHehehehehhehEhHEheHeHEHEHEHEHEhheheheheh!!” Sans then slaps me and I run out sobbing and crying.. I feel horrible.. I feel used

I make my way to my best friend’s house, I’m so glad Mr. Gus and Pizza Steve are so kind.

“You AINT no hollaback gurl!” Mr. Gus supported me. I took comfort in the fact that at least *SOMEONE* appreciated me. We invite papyrus for some spaghetti and milk.. Naturally he made the spaghetti

I went on a late night stroll and whilst I was walking I bumped into a man.. I could sense he was holding back a great power.. It felt familiar.. I looked up to see the man.. He had his fists clenched but he realized.. “How are you still alive?” He cupped my cheeks, “Are you-..... Y/N?!”

I hug him tightly, “NORVILLE! I MISSED YOU!” I too have learned how to contain my power to only 0.01% yet only feeble mortals will still die by my hands.

“I don’t go by that name anymore…” His voice trailed off, I took note of his colder, older eyes.

“W-What do you mean Norvie?”

“I go by only Shaggy… nothing more.. Nothing less..”

“O-Oh.. well I hope to see you again..” I fake a warm smiled and walk away but he grips onto my arm. I feel his grip burn my soul. He is using 5% of his power! But I was used to the pain since we had equal power. I jump back surprised, is….is he trying to kill me..? I try to run but he has me in his grip but I somehow I was able to slip out a ran out thinking about this.. He is really trying to kill me… what if I can’t run? What if he goes after Patrick? Or spongebob? Maybe even Sans.. I’m scared and I need to find out.

Months later

I get back in touch with patrick and spongebob.. Of course at first spongebob didn’t want to talk to me. Here’s how it went:

“You sneaky snail get out of my IG DMS!!!!” He replied to me in dms

“Listen, I need to tell you that my brother… Norvie is back…” I replied

“Who?” Spongebob replied

“Remember Norville?” I replied

“Oh my goodness he is back?” Spongebob replied

“Yeah” I replied

“Oh my god! I’m coming!” Spongebob replied

“Make sure you bring patrick” I replied

I go visit my parents, Spiderus and my pepper headed mom, they were just as panicked as I was that Norville is back… I thought we banished to the other world.. I looked at my baby brother Caillou.. He was hanging out with his girlfriend Peppa Pig and her little brother George.

I told them both that Norville was back

Peppa snorted in disbelief

George started crying

We turned on the news and Andrew Hussie explained

“We are gathered here to today to report of a murder…. Naruto Uchiha was found dead by Sasuke the Kazekage. Sasuke was Naruto uchiha’s former girlfriend. It seems that chara and Shaggy has killed him. His rasengan, sharingan and shadow clone jutsu just wasn’t enough”

I broke down into tears, They’ve already started

“If you see these men”

Two pictures pop up on the tv of the boys

“I mean.. You don’t have to and all but like.. Report it to the police.”

Sans’s POV

HehehehehHHEHEehheheheheHEHhEHehehhHEhehehehHEheheheHEhhh; EhHhehehehehehhe, HehehehehheheehehheEhhehehe.

Reader’s POV

Sans teleported behind me and I nodded, “I agree.. With our combined powers we can defeat them.” Sans nodded “HeheheheheHHEhehehHEHheheheHEHhehHEHEHHEHhehehehHEhehehehHEhehhehHEhehHheheehHEHhehH” I couldn’t agree more with what he said.. He’s right… even though he is my brother we might have to kill him..

It is almost time for me to give birth to sonic… I still have to do my part and fight..

THE FIGHT

I go off to where I can feel my brother’s presence.. He has quite a strong one and it’s easy to sense his power.

“So… You’ve finally come..” He smirked

“I came to fight you not join you!”

“You are foolish…

Do not think I will hold back just for you.”

“I am not expecting you to hold back!”

“Then stop being a scaredy cat and fight!”

I feel a wet sensation going down my legs… I-I… I’m in labor..

Sans POV

HEHEHEhehehehehHEheHEHEehehheheHehehheHehehehheehehehHHEhehEHHEhheHEhHEHEHEHEhHEHEhHehehEheh

hehehehehehehehHhEHehehHEHehehHEHEhehHEhehHEHehHEhH w EEEhehehehehHEhehehHEheHEhEhHEheehHEhehHhHEhehe……. Heheheeheehehhehehehehehee???

heeheheheheheheheHEHEHEheheheheheheHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEhehehehhehehehehehHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEhehehehehehehehehHEHEHhehehehehHEHEHEHEhehehehehehehehheheheHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHhehehehehehehehehE

Heheheheh

hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehHEheHEHheHEHHHEhehehHeHEHhEHehehHHEhhEheheHehehehheheheheheheheheheheheheheehhehehehehehehehe

Reader’s POV

It was like ripping off a bandaid it hurt a lot but it was fast… I forced myself up, “I have to keep on fighting for the sake of sonic!” the doctors cried and they all clapped for me.

I got up and ran to norvill- I mean Shaggy and Sans followed me to Chara. We got our powers ready on the way. I was going to use 100% of my power… but that would be like uncle Thanos snapping sans into oblivion.

We slowly approached Shaggy and Chara. We felt a huge boom resonate behind us. We looked up, and saw… Clifford. After four years in the war, he had finally returned. But no w was no time for celebration. Now…

It was time to fight. But then we heard a plane crash and four tiny little penguins jump out, “Smile and wave boys… smile and wave” said what the appears to be the leader penguin.

#cute #fanfic #x reader #sans #undertale #papyrus #chara #shaggy #norville #spiderus #pepper headed #mother #baby #dora #peppa pig #george #doctor #caillou

[bugsrepellsgant]

OKIE ive been kicking this au around my brain for months so here’s an outline or whatever

WORKING TITLE: toki and pickles travel cross country to california like kermit and fozzie in the muppet movie OR toki and pickles do america

TL;DR toki and pickles are both 17-ish, the year is 199X, theyre hauling ass to socal to audition for SnB, but instead they accidentally get dethklok together and fall in love :-)

pickles has freshly stepped out and couch surfed his way to greenbay, and just managed to scrape together enough cash for a bus ride to minneapolis (going east to go west is counterintuitive and dumb but so is american public transport) BUT THEN

toki’s one-ish year out of home, has scraped together enough money working for runke to apply for a passport but once he gets to the offices oh no!!! he doesn’t have any proof of citizenship! and he’s a minor! aw fuck now he’s gotta stow away on an oil tanker cus staying isnt an option (yes this is paddington now)

he lands in boston harbor, gets far enough inland on foot and by ferry until he reaches GREEN BAY, WI and he’s a day or two of panhandling away from meeting the ticket fee BUT THEN

its friday night which means its fucking college football night which means SHITTY COLLEGE BROS HAVE DESCENDED UPON THE CITY!

pickles gets briefly needled for being short and ginger but u know he Lives hes been getting this kind of shit forever. HOWEVER toki is immediately singled out as a funny lookin, high voiced, gnome hat weirdo with an accent and he’s trying to laugh along ??? ha ha?? but its so Bad and pickles feels Bad but he’s gotta get outta here-

Oh God one of the bros tried to to take toki’s guitar away and toki flipped shit and its a fight now!! he’s outnumbered but our boy pickles intervenes!!! they’re winning? OH GOD SOMEONE CALLED THE FUCKING COPS

escape! safe; breathless in an alley; “hey whats yooooour name???” “toki!” “heheheheh toke-ki >B-)” “?????” “im pickles” “you namesed pickle???? ‘,:-/“ bla bla bla oh u play guitar? i play drums but i like guitar too there’s a band in LA i wanna play for ya wanna come with???

a car is obtained at... some point

and OH BOY DOES HE!

a long series of shenanigans occur! our boys get stopped, turned around, detoured, misdirected, all kinds of classic farce bullshit, later on we make and pick up friends at pitstops! a fellow highschool dropout with a killer voice in kissimmee, the best guitarist youve heard in your life dodging swedish mandatory service in chicago, a dude with the stankiest bassline (and feet) that side of the mississippi in the texas panhandle, a TOTAL buzzkill geek of a harvard freshman on summering at his family villa near denver, a cool headed, smart as hell, fuckin julliard composer in training who produces music FOR FUN visiting her family in downtown phoenix.

oh my GOD what is seth fucking DOING HERE is that lady his GIRLFRIEND is she PREGNANT what the HELL GO HOME IF YOU TELL MOM WHERE WE ARE ILL KILL YOU DEAD

seth’s also hanging out with this other guy who seems...... cool? you think? fun, talented, good at guitar like both our boys, pickles’ kinda guy to be honest? there’s something about him thats hard to trust though.

sharing hotel rooms, sleeping in truck beds, they get curious about each others lives? pickles clocked toki as a weird hick at first blush, and tbh he was right but? he went to highschool with farm kids and knows farm kid-weird from weird-weird and toki’s WEIRD-weird. and sweet. and funny. the polaroid in toki keeps of a man and a woman, the man in a reverend’s hat, makes pickles scared to ask. especially since toki’s been cool enough to mind his own business.

toki’s fascinated by pickles’ bouts of righteous anger. unlike runke, his rage has energy and intent, and the stunt he pulled in green bay was so nice and so COOL! he’s one such real cool guy with a cool leather jacket and cool hair... but Why is he so mad all the time? why does he drink so much, it doesnt even taste good? why does he STEAL drinks when they have no money? what happened to toki’s nice, cool, brand new friend pickle? something like what happened to toki? but? pickles is so Cool and Nice and NORMAL and toki is so Weird and Stupid and Wrong in ways toki’s horrified to let him discover. its better not to ask him, he guesses.

feelings get stronger as all the bad things come to light. crying hugs are had. pickles drops what was going to be bus money on a replacement V for toki and toki drops his panhandling dough on a goldtop for pickles.

WE FINALLY GET TO LA AND......? what the fuck

the glam/hair scene is dead in the water. Snakes n Barrels supernova’ed. no more audition. no more career. shit shit shit.

but all the friends weve made along the way are here for our boys! they’ll just start their OWN BAND!!!! TAMPA! MORDHAUS! DETHKLOK’S A-GO!! everythings comin up milhouse!

our boys are Officially *an item* and they ride into the sunset together, stirrup to stirrup, side by side. big gay kiss. the end :-)

OTHER THINGS THAT HAPPEN:

amber goes into labor during one of seth’s drop in visits and everyone gets emo about family as a concept, pickles and seth gave a heart to heart, no one is too metal for feelings when the baby comes bc life is beautiful

magnus pulls some scary/mean bs but its nothing too awful and theres forgiveness and lessons learnt and stuff.

the duel! but theres THREE GUITARISTS?????!!!!!!!!!! MAYBE FOUR?

toki and pickles will both have religious drama but pickles’ drama is more of a sidenote in his list of Issues (pickles’ family is probably catholic and i was raised catholic and i GOTTA project. i GOTTA)

lgbt themes because IM GAY and THEYRE GAY PRRRRBBBBT

murderface? finds love?? GAY LOVE???

this post is too long g-g-g’byeeeee!

#tickles #toki wartooth #pickles the drummer #LOOOOOONG POST OH MY GOD #4 AM????? HELLO?????

[theleastcarefulofgamedevs]

hehehehehehehehe ur turn. overshare pals

hehe im lov u ceec :)

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1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

water bottles and soda cans!

2. chocolate bars or lollipops?

chocolate.... im lov it

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

cotton candy!

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

hardworking, earnest, and honestly? they gave me too much credit ebagweaganegioawnegew

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

soda bottles!

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

somewhere between boho, goth, and grunge hehe

7. earbuds or headphones?

headphones!

8. movies or tv shows?

movies,,

9. favorite smell in the summer?

you know that wet pavement smell after it rains? love that

10. game you were best at in p.e.?

dodgeball hehehe

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

nothin tbh. i don’t wake up early enough for it

12. name of your favorite playlist?

Writing Music! i made it hehehe

13. lanyard or key ring?

key ring!

14. favorite non-chocolate candy?

GUMMY BEARS AND JELLY BEANS

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?

“A Child Called ‘It’“ by Dave Pelzer

16. most comfortable position to sit in?

cuddled up to someone in blankets,,, im lov anything with my s/o tbh

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

i have this beat up pair of blue slip ons that have bloodstains on em bc i got a nosebleed one day bwaeiugbaweugbaweubguaw

18. ideal weather?

post-raining, or like. just before it starts raining

19. sleeping position?

anything with my s/o or bein wrapped in like. a billion blankets

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)?

on my home pc in my room!

21. obsession from childhood?

dice and video games!

22. role model?

i know it’s gonna sound dumb but like. a lot of characters from media have influenced me a lot, like sans/komaeda etc. another one from my real life would be my aunt on my mom’s side!

23. strange habits?

i bounce my leg while listening to music or stressed,, that’s abt it. OH and i like twirling a small blanket around on my arm bc... acrobatics of sorts

24. favorite crystal?

amethyst, but anything clean cut and rounded looks rlly nice imo,,

25. first song you remember hearing?

the first day i remember in my life was christmas at my grandma’s when i was 4, so probably random christmas music ubwegebwgwebgoibgweg

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather?

sometimes when i get tired of sitting around at home i like to walk down to the dog park by my house! 

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?

cuddle,,,,,,,,,,, wrap up in a blanket with some freshly baked cookies n just. be there

28. five songs to describe you?

megalovania, medley rush 2 from the sonic rush ost, the promised neverland english op, metal crusher from undertale, metal scratchin’ from sonic rush

29. best way to bond with you?

just talk to me! im godawful at starting convos but i love talkin to ppl! 

30. places that you find sacred?

every person’s room feels that way, as well as obvious places, like churches n whatnot. we went n visited my aunt’s old house so my mom could pick up some stuff and being in her room after she died in 2015 was just like. an emotion i can’t rlly describe

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?

hoodie, trackpants, n sneakers hehe

32. top five favorite vines?

back at it again @ krispy kreme, ADAM, they were roommates, two dudes in a hot tub, my croissant

33. most used phrase in your phone?

either “be there soon” or “ily” 

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head?

none tbh. i don’t watch much tv so i don’t see ads often

35. average time you fall asleep?

either 10:30 or sometime after midnight. no in between 

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?

it was a rage comic

37. suitcase or duffel bag?

suitcase!

38. lemonade or tea?

lemonade, but i LOVE tea!

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie?

LEMON CAKE....

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school?

i was walkin in the halls with my friend and someone dropped a styrofoam cup of pasta on my friend’s head from the second floor awbegiuawbeguiawbguaewg

41. last person you texted?

the person who sent this ask heheheheh

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets?

jacket pockets!

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

hoodie!

44. favorite scent for soap?

anything really, but i like whatever my s/o uses bc it would remind me of them!

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?

fantasy!

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in?

underwear tbh. like. that and a tshirt or just underwear is the only way i can sleep

47. favorite type of cheese?

sensory issues say i have to hate all kinds of cheese outside of like. grilled cheese so let’s go with that/cheddar

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be?

dragonfruit! 

49. what saying or quote do you live by?

GOD pretty much every quote from monomi or chiaki in danganronpa 2, but mostly “if you learn to love yourself, that love will continue to carry you for your whole life! love, love...”

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

OH HERES A FUCKIN STORY OK so i was at my friend’s house with a bunch of others bc we were doin a sleepover type thing and we were eating raising canes in his attic at like 3 am and some guy high on like. 3 different drugs at once got impaled through the leg on his fence. nobody saw him but we knew he was there and the cops were there in like 3 minutes. that very same friend has some of the most wack stories ngl

51. current stresses?

just doing well in school and making sure my s/o is happy!

52. favorite font?

comic sans.......................... im sorry

53. what is the current state of your hands?

my palms b sweaty but my fingers are dehydrated tbh. typin

54. what did you learn from your first job?

work.... difficult

55. favorite fairy tale?

probably the princess and the frog!

56. favorite tradition?

christmas!

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

probably my most noteworthy traumas tbh. gettin therapy for em, too

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

writing, my ability to overcome obstacles, being able to help ppl as well as i can, and making friends fast!

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

“Not dead yet.”

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?

Probably either shounen, romance, or moe,,,,

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?

“It’s a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming. On days like these, kids like you... should be burning in hell.”

62. seven characters you relate to?

sans, komaeda, makoto naegi, komaru naegi, toko fukawa, chiaki nanami, and chihiro fujisaki!

63. five songs that would play in your club?

they’d all be fall out boy tbh. that and videogame osts

64. favorite website from your childhood?

armor games hehe

65. any permanent scars?

i don’t think so? at least, not yet

66. favorite flower(s)?

roses and anything blue!

67. good luck charms?

my dice sets!

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried?

vanilla york peppermint patties... gross

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?

pikmin in pikmin 1 who are underneath a bridge when it’s completed are killed because they get pushed through the ground

70. left or right handed?

right handed!

71. least favorite pattern?

probably the hellish bumpy pattern all teachers have all over their fuckin classrooms

72. worst subject?

math

73. favorite weird flavor combo?

chicken nuggets in milkshake... good. or frankly just like. cooked chicken mixed with anythin cold like ice or ice cream

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?

like. 3 or 4

75. when did you lose your first tooth?

i was eating a crunch bar and it fell out hehe

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?

I WOULD DIE FOR FRENCH FRIES.

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill?

any small blooming plant, like a single rose or flower!

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store?

hrm. coffee from a gas station tbh

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?

NEITHER LOOK GOOD LMAO and i don’t have a driver’s license. that’s just like. a prediction

80. earth tones or jewel tones?

jewel tones!

81. fireflies or lightning bugs?

lightning bugs!

82. pc or console?

either works but i spend more time on pc!

83. writing or drawing?

writing, but i like both!

84. podcasts or talk radio?

talk radio, but i love podcasts like TAZ or Critical Role! 

84. barbie or polly pocket?

neither? but probably barbie bc it’s more well known? idk

85. fairy tales or mythology?

mythology!

86. cookies or cupcakes?

cupcakes all the way b

87. your greatest fear?

me being the last person i know alive. i’d rather die than outlive everyone

88. your greatest wish?

i hope that no matter what there is after we die, i get to be with the people that are most important to me. 

89. who would you put before everyone else?

my s/o and family tbh

90. luckiest mistake?

buying danganronpa bweguowabguawebogbaweibg

91. boxes or bags?

boxes!

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights?

fairy lights!

93. nicknames?

i go by wes, dev, bines, anything rlly

94. favorite season?

spring!

95. favorite app on your phone?

tumblr hehe

96. desktop background?

it’s the ddlc cast! it’s a greyscaled image of four of the events cut together and their eyes glow hehe

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

only one, and it’s my dads bc i have to call him every time i go to my grandparents’ hehe

98. favorite historical era?

probably the one we’re in now tbh, but like. also hate it