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matchbet-allofthetime · 10 months

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HOLY MOLY!!!!!

ANOTHER SWOLEFISH??! SHIPPER PLEASE BE MOOTS!!!💞💞💞💞💞

I actully was only a fan for goto at first but when i figured out that there ARE more fans of him and he has HIS OWN SHIP with kiga (hc name for moonfish) I WAS SO HAPPY LIKE OMG HE'S FINALLY GETTING ATTENTION THAT HE DESERVES FROM HIS 16 FANS AROUND THE WORLD HE DOESN'T HAVE TO BE DESERTED ANYMORE COMPARED TO OTHER CHARACTERS💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

then i started to have some interest in kiga and became a fan of him and started to support his ship with goto (I WAS ALSO SO SURPRISED WHEN I SAW HIS FACE HE'S SSSOOO PRETTY LIKE PRETTY BALD BOI SKSJSKJSKSJSKJS✨💕✨💕✨💕)

sometimes i just look at these two and go "yep I'm gonna make them ALOT of fake scenarios in the middle of math class and smile like an idiot for sure"

they're SO perfect together i wonder how did they become together? like who confessed first? who noticed the them looking at each other multiple time in the middle of the meetings first??WHEN AND WHERE DID THEY HAVE THEIR FIRST KISS??!?AKAJAKJAKAKAKAKA✨💕✨💕✨💕✨💕✨💕

also do think goto might be into spicy food?? MAYBE KIGA WOULD TRY TO MAKE HIM HIS FAVOURITE SPICY MEALS AS A GIFT???????💓💓💓💓

(أنا آسف إذا كان هذا طويلًا جدًا حتى لو كان سؤالي الأول وإذا كان هناك أي أخطاء في اللغة الإنجليزية ليست في الواقع لغتي الأولى ، فلا تتردد في عدم الإجابة ، فلا بأس بذلك 💖).

oh my gosh, i'm so very sorry!! i did not see this until just now bc my asks have been like,,, ruined for a few months

yes, we can totally be moots!!

goto and kiga are such cuties and i love them both with all my heart. i was a moonfish fan from the moment i saw him and same with muscular

i love that more people are slowly liking muscular more! he's such a cool character and so is moonfish. and dw, i do the same in my lectures too, just always thinking about these two tbh. i've sketched muscular on classwork more times than i can count.

i have so many ideas for who confessed first and i'm honestly in love with it going either way. kiga could be like "oh you're such a menace of a man and are absolutely feral i love you" OR it could be muscular being like "...you're so creepy. we should kiss 💖." just so many ways it could go!!

yeah, moonfish is so pretty! i love the little scar in his ear, it's such a wonderful little detail. i imagine him having a shaved head makes it easier to wear his suit when he's working as a villain, yk?

i definitely think one of four scenarios for their first kiss:

they had their first kiss on a battlefield one day

they had their first kiss sitting on the roof of the LOV bar while watching the stars and talking about different things

they had their first kiss after the prison break

they had their first kiss after they slept in each other's arms one night and they both just woke up and kissed the other because they can't live without the other

i really like any of these four ideas for them!

goto ABSOLUTELY LOVES spicy food. as a spicy food lover myself, i just KNOW goto is the type of guy to eat the spiciest noodles and still add extra chilies, spicy sauce, and peppers. he needs it spicy enough to melt metal otherwise it isn't good enough. i think his favourite dishes are actually korean and indian dishes, rather than japanese. i think he'd love korean buldak and Gochujang noodle dishes. as for indian traditional dishes, he'd adore laal maas and Kolhapuri chicken, as well as any really fiery curry! i think muscular just really loves spice.

i HC that moonfish is REALLY good at cooking, so i think he is constantly cooking meals for goto as a part of his way to show love!

adding onto the moonfish-can-cook hc and -goto-loves-spicy-foods hc, i kinda combine them into- japanese/korean kiga and japanese/indian goto, who share their other culture's dishes with one another as a love language

(and dw, english is not the only language i speak and your ask has done nothing but make my early morning utterly wonderful. i am so very sorry i was unable to see it sooner, tysm for sending this! currently drawing the two sweet boys eating spicy noodles early in the morning <3)

#bnha #moonfish #bnha muscular #goto imasuji #bnha moonfish #kiga imasuji #swolefish #moonfish x muscular #asks #answered #dohma.random

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crimsonkenjii-writes · 3 years

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Congrats! Can I ask for A and C on Rengoku and Reiner please 🤗

I’m so glad you asked for Reiner!! I haven’t written for him yet and I love him so much!! I’m excited to write for him :)) tysm for the request! .｡*ﾟ+.*.｡(❁´◡`❁)｡.｡:+*

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A - Arcade:

Kyo would not be a poor sport at all!! He’d find games really really fun and just be happy that he gets to spend time with you! He wouldn’t understand why someone would get so upset over losing. It’s just a game?? You could win next round??? He just doesn’t understand

“What’s this game?! How do you play it?! AHA! I DIED!!”

In a modern au, I can see Kyojurou not knowing shit about games lolol so he’d learn it all from you if you knew more than him

“A game? About ghosts?? Why would you want to scare yourself like that?”

Games I can see him really enjoying is Mario Kart (or any mario game lol), any fighting game (like street fighter, mortal kombat, ultimate smash bros, etc), Wii Sports, maybe some PC games like Valorant, Minecraft or League of Legends but his knowledge is pretty limited and would depend on the console(s) you have

He’s sound like a parent when he asks you about your games lmao

“Y/N, my dear! Is that the crossing of animals?! How do you win the game?! ....You don’t???”

“Could you pause the game really quick, My Dear? I need your help with something. You can’t pause it? Why not? Isn’t that button usually the pause button?”

He can’t remember titles for the life of him! Making him sound even more like a parent with your games

“Duty That Calls!” “Man of Spiders for the PX4!!” “Thievery of a Grand Auto?! That’s what it’s called, right??” “Redemption of the Dead!” “The Last of Them!!” “Zelda’s Legendary???”

C - Cooking:

Surprisingly an amazing chef!! He cooked a lot for his father and brother so he knows a few tips and tricks that make him an excellent chef

Although, I can see Kyo failing miserably at a recipe he’s never done before. But the second time he makes it, it’s like he was a professional at that recipe for seven years

He’s also willing to explore other cultural foods and learn how to make them, especially if it’s from your culture! He loves to explore new things and learn about them so you opening a new door to all different kinds of foods excites him

“Oh, this is something you always ate as a child? Do you know the ingredients? I’d love to try making it!”

I can also see Kyo being pretty sloppy in the kitchen while he’s cooking. He’s just so in the zone he doesn’t realize he spilled some sugar on the floor, wiped his flour ridden hands on his forehead or knocked over the salt and let it spill all over the counter

But he does a very well clean up afterwards and leaves the place looking like he didn’t just create a mess for two hours straight

He’s always excited to hear your input on is good so that he learn how to improve it and make it taste even better

You guys typically switch on a off with cooking and he loves the way you cook. Even if you fucked up the food a little, he’s still love it because he can feel the secret ingredient of love in the cooking

Even if you’re so terrible that all you can even make is cereal, Kyojurou would literally gobble that shit up as if it’s the most tastiest thing in the world

“You poured me this cereal, Y/N?” *ANSOOQNFIFHAIOWO* “IT TASTES SUPER GOOD!!!” “DELICIOUS! DELICIOUS!!”

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artwork by: twitter.com/AFpocketbee

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A - Arcade

In a modern au, I could totally see Reiner loving games

He got a lot of the consoles when he was a young boy so the older version of consoles are super nostalgic to him

And since he dabbled in a in all the consoles, his range of games is real large so he plays almost any and every game on every console

If you’re not into games, he’ll try his best to get you into it as well so that it’s something you both could share together he just wants to do everything with you 🥺

“Here, Babe, look. This one is easy! All you have to do is aim at the target and shoot. Try it!” you failed miserably “Oh... no no you did good!! Just... keep practicing and you’ll be an expert in no time!!”

And honestly, this guy’s a little bit of a poor sport. Not to a toxic level but enough for it to be kind of cute. If you beat him at one of his favorite games, sheeeeesh he’s gonna pout so much!

“What?? No. You got lucky. That’s not - I - you - ANOTHER ROUND!”

He will literally keep playing you until he wins then turn off the game as if he “doesn’t wanna play anymore”

He would definitely beat you up a lot in a new game you’ve never played before and not even teach you the controls or give you time to learn them. He’d just beat you up.

He’ll get his fill of victory though and then start to teach you and take it slow. He’d even let you beat him a bunch so that you can start getting the hang of it. But once you do, beware. He will not hesitate this time, he’s going all out.

C - Cooking

Oh dear... oh gosh... this man cannot cook. Get him out of the kitchen. Please, he’ll start a fire.

There’s like literally only two things he can cook and that’s French toast and pancakes. Maybe Kraft Mac and cheese.

But he makes some really good French toast and pancakes, he loves making them for you when you wake up

But other than that, he’s so bad. He’d manage to burn the outside of the chicken and the inside be raw

But if he really, really practiced, I think Reiner would end up be a pretty good cook

Now, if you can cook, you can bet your ass this simp would act so extra when he eats your cooking

“It smells SO GOOD!!” “Mmm!! Oh my god!!! BABE!! MMMMMMM!!! MMHHMMMM!!! SSSOOO GOOOODDDD!!!”

“Reiner, stop simping with your mouth full.”

He always looks forward to your cooking and is literally drooling the entire time waiting for it to be cooked. Let’s just say he’ll be a very well fed man because that’s how much he asks for you to cook for him and how much he eats, not even the left overs are safe

#so sorry for getting these out late! I’ve been busy with work lately ^^;;#thanks for being patient with me and I hope you guys enjoy!!#send in more requests!! I’m super happy to get more!!#demon slayer fanfic #demon slayer x reader #kny x reader #shingeki no kyoujin fanfiction #snk x reader #rengoku x reader #rengoku kyojuro x reader #reiner x reader #reiner braun x reader #reiner braun x you #rengoku x y/n #rengoku x you #kyojurou x reader

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purewhitewolf · 2 years

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"empty bottle" to anyone character of mine Kaitlyn wants to drunken ramble to

Here have several scenarios: Kaitlyn wobbled home and immediately stumbles over towards the couch to pinch Past's cheeks "ThOsE little cheeks are sooOoooOooo irresistible~ hehe~" Suddenly pounces and pins her down with a purr. "We had this couch...this couch for so long. S...So many memories were made m-made on it~ This... righht here. Thish ish where I fell for yah. This is where we held each other for our beginning, thish ish wheres we puppy kissed and played, thish ish where Ezzy and I made Zekeyyyy, thishhh is where Charlotte was made." Bringing up Charlotte's conception seemed to make Kaitlyn pause a bit before rambling on that topic. "Bunpup, I-I k-keep remembering that night differently. Sometimes I remember a potion or spell backfiring thing and you were still uh... still recovering from your full moon wounds on the couch and were out cold... sometimes though s-sometimes I remember us both being fully awake making love, but I know that one's definitely not right... I... I now n-now Ish wemember it like-like this... t-that on another...another full moon... we did it as wolves... t-that big feral me shrunk down to make it work... Maybe that's why Charlotte looked more wolflike as a baby than Clementine does.... o-or maybe my mind is... making stuff up again to lessen guilt of not really remembering much and lack of known consent? All... All I really remember is that it was on this couch... you were either out cold or not quite awake... and I was leaning over you, kinda how I am now. ...I don't know what really caused the blur of memory or what initiated me doing anything. I wasn't quite myself either, that I know too... My... My mind keeps trying to romanticize that night to be more pleasant t-than it probably wassss... I just don't understand the shift in my behavior then... I-In the past... I was even afraid to touch you then despite my attraction out of r-respect of your trauma... I love you sssooo much I didn't want to hurt you. But... I did anyway... ....B-BUT much has changed and... we are better than where we started..." There was a long pause as she drunkenly stared at her wife "G-gosh I really want you right now~...."

Before she could lean forward to give a kiss, she collapses onto Past and was out cold for the rest of the night.

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A very underdressed Kaitlyn laying on her desk covered in beer bottles "Xandyyyyy~ Wha? I ain't druuuunk!" She playfully boops his nose "I was just... just celebrating a-and thinking about a lot of stuff. Ya know... thinking about how much things have changed and how I treat you. hehe Ya knooow, I was initially confused about my feelings towards you. At first... I really wanted to kill you. I blamed you for breaking my family up. But... it wasn't you that made it happen. You were just the final straw after playing on Past's insecurity of feeling useless. No... Past and I broke our family then. We were naive children when we had kids and had to learn a lot of our foolish flaws the hard way...... Then I guess you could say I had a little crush on you after a while, but even after those feelings faded... somewhat, 90% anyway, Dragonhubby~... I still had a strange fantasy about marrying you. I then realized...realized it wasn't a romantic desire. I had no desire in actually dating or anything like that. No...no no no no.... It was a protective desire. I wanted a reason to be able to nag you to take care of yourself. I wanted to stay near you in case there were any threats or someone trying to take advantage of you. ...Because you're my little shadow bro. A brother that I must protect. ...Yeah, sure, I may've banged my actual brothers and have a messed-up view on family because of it, b-but this is different. You...you reminded me... of a younger me. A younger me... that was a puppet for others... obedient to my monstrous grandfather... I...I wanted to... set you free. After we broke your curse, honestly while you were crying I...I wanted to hug you. I didn't because neither of us were in the right headspace... but I regret not doing it then. I wanted to give you a long sisterly embrace. Give you comfort and pure affection you hadn't had in a long time. I wanted to let you know that everything... everything will be alright. .......................Anywaaaay I'm glad you made me a godmother and tolerate my antics."

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Kaitlyn puts down her twentieth glass finally feeling the buzz she wanted. Her face quite flushed as she stares at Brooke. "heheheHEHEhe Goldilocks, would you believe if I told you I had dreams of us drinking together like this? I know I at least told you about the romantic dinner fantasy, right? I did, right? Well, either way I always had these little funny thoughts in my head even when you hated me. Thoughts of eating out together and checking out hotties, thoughts of hunting prey like a wolf and fox, thoughts of trying out some new clothes and styles, thoughts of kissing and affectionately biting you all over~, thoughts of... thoughts of bringing Shadow out more for ya since he seems to make you happy. Heh... Although lately... I really want the kids to get to know their grandma more. O-Oh yes! I just remembered that Zeke made some art for you, and I think even Charlotte made a character based on your appearance. I should show them to you tomorrow... unless you wanna come over tonight? We have a guest room. I-I know the cabin isn't a five-star resort, b-but you'll be able to see Clementine some more! of course I understand if you don't... I even understand if I'm being too weird and repulsive right now... I'm always flirtin' at ya after all, even through Shadow, through him I am flirting at ya. I-I... I just really like spending time with you and want to let you have a chance to bond with the kids...."

#purewhitewolf #xxrppastxx #kaitlyn

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dindjarindiaries · 3 years

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I have a confession...

I CANNOT find Pedro Pascal attractive. He is such a great person, but looks wise I just cannot do it. I was so underwhelmed in the series when his helmet came off. Is it wrong that I picture a totally different man as him? Like his voice as mando is sssooo sexy, but him...I just can’t do it 😩

Hey, I mean, we all have our preferences! We can’t force ourselves to be attracted to people, you know? As long as you’re not going around calling him ugly then there’s nothing to be ashamed of!

But remember that attraction to a person doesn’t just have to be physical. Honestly, I’ve found that I typically become attracted to people because of their personality first! And that’s okay. The physical is important, but it’s possible for you to be attracted to Mando as a character for things that don’t have to do with his physicality.

But don’t beat yourself up!

#pedro pascal #you have spoken

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chain-unchained · 3 years

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December 17

The rustic twang of country guitar played over the jukebox in the Saloon. Sundays were far from the busiest days for the establishment, but there was always a handful of regulars that would come by, and someone would always plonk a few coins into the machine. The music was never loud enough to make conversation difficult; it was just there as background ambience.

It was a familiar song to Ashe as he stepped in through the door. By this point he’d visited so many times that he knew just about every track on the old machine. And this was one that he remembered fondly; he would often listen to it with his mother. Before the illness.

“Hey, there you are!”

Emily’s smile was a mile wide as she hastened around the counter to greet him. “It’s been forever since you stopped by.”

“Emily!” The hug they shared was mutual. “Sorry, just—I’ve been so busy.”

“No need to apologize. I’m just happy to see you again.” She held him back at arm’s length to study him with a critical eye. “You doing okay now?”

“Ah—” His cheeks flushed, and he looked anywhere but at her. “Yeah. I’m better. Definitely better.”

The smile was half-forced, half-genuine, and 100% embarrassed. It felt so awkward, having so many people ask him how he was doing these last few days. The same kind of awkwardness as standing there while people sang happy birthday.

“I’m glad to hear that. Don’t start pushing yourself too hard again, okay?” She gave his shoulders a squeeze. “You’ve got people you can talk to.”

“I won’t. I promise.”

“Good.” With another smile she let him go. “Well then, let me show you to the back. Shane’s waiting for you.”

The blush deepened. “He is? Am I late or something?”

“No no. He just got here early. Right this way.”

She led Ashe through the short swinging saloon doors to the left of the room. His heart began to flutter in his chest; it wasn’t their first date, but… this felt different to the gridball game. He didn’t know what to expect.

They made their way down the hall and to the private dining room. A ‘reserved’ sign hung from the hook in the center of the door, which sat slightly ajar. A different song was playing through the crack; it was softer, melodic.

‘Oh no—was I supposed to dress fancier?’

A nervous thought raced through Ashe’s mind as they drew near. The music sounded almost classical, and he couldn’t help but feel like maybe he should have dressed up a bit more.

“Hey, Emily?”

She stopped and turned back to him. “Yeah?”

“Um, is my outfit okay?”

“Hmm…” She observed him again. “Do a little spin for me.”

He did, the anxiety rising at the unreadable expression on her face. It wasn’t like he’d come here in his farming best— dark-washed bootcut jeans, his lavender turtleneck beneath a white sleeveless vest, his good boots—but the insecurity was there. He couldn’t help but doubt.

After a moment, Emily’s face split into another smile. “Very cute—Shane’s going to go crazy.”

“Really?” Ashe’s face lit up at the praise and prediction both. It was a relief for a worry that he knew was unfounded. “Whew… Thank you~”

“Hey, there’s that sunshine smile! I was getting worried I wouldn’t get to see it before winter ends.”

The private room was small, and quaint, styled much the same as the bar area. Paintings decorated the walls, and one of Emily’s own hand-woven rugs adorned the floor, upon which an aged oak table rested. The music was coming from a smaller radio resting atop a matching end table in the corner; candle wall sconces cast a warm and gentle glow upon the red hues of wood and fabric both.

Shane was already there, of course—and Ashe’s face turned several shades of tomato red as his eyes fell upon him. Though his back was to the door, it was clear that he’d cleaned up for tonight. His hair, which he’d been letting grow out, was freshly washed and styled; he wore a well-fitted, plain dark sweater tucked into new jeans, with a black leather belt. He turned his head in response to the door opening—he’d even gone so far as to shave.

“Hey, you made it…”

His own voice trailed off as his eyes fell on Ashe, and there was a moment of silence as they both just stared at each other, somewhat slack-jawed.

“Wow,” Emily looked between the two of them, “you really are made for each other. I’ll go and grab some menus and some drinks to get you started.”

She traipsed out, shutting the door quietly behind her. Shane cleared his throat, his face nearly as red as Ashe’s at that point.

“You, uh… you look good, chickadee.”

“Th-thanks.” Rubbing the back of his neck, Ashe shyly added, “you do too.”

Shane grinned self-consciously. “Heh, you think so? Kinda feels like my gut’s gonna bust through this sweater…”

Ashe tip-toed closer until he was completely leaning against him, and his voice trailed off. “You look amazing,” the farmer mumbled, his face hidden in the fabric of Shane’s chest. “I can’t handle it.”

That was enough to silence Shane’s self-doubt—or at least keep him from vocalizing it further. “Yoba, you’re too cute.” He took the opportunity to steal both a hug and a kiss from his boyfriend, lingering perhaps a bit longer thank he intended to upon his lips. “So… d’you wanna sit down?”

“Y-Yes, please.”

It was with only minor reluctance that Shane stepped away from him to pull one of the chairs out from the table. He gestured for Ashe to sit, and pushed the chair back into place when he did. All the while, he had to fight to keep his hands from shaking. It had been at least a decade since he’d been on a fancy dinner date like this before, let alone with someone he cared so deeply about. He wanted it to be perfect.

By the time he’d taken his own seat opposite Ashe, Emily had returned with glasses of ice water—lemon slices included—and two menus. “Here you go,” she said with another smile. “Take your time, and press the buzzer when you’re ready to order.”

“Thanks, Emily.”

She dipped back out the door again, and for a moment there was silence as they both skimmed the menu. “Order whatever you want,” Shane said, glancing up to see the conflicted look on Ashe’s face. “Don’t worry about prices. It’s my treat.”

“But—”

“No buts.” He grinned. “I can afford to splurge on my favorite dweeb every now and then.”

Ashe hid his blushing pout behind the menu. It was hard to focus on choosing, because every few seconds he couldn’t help peeking over the top to get another look at Shane.

“… What?” Shane caught him staring. “Did I nick myself when I was shaving or something?”

“N-No no—It’s just—” He hid behind the menu again, face redder than it had been before. “I-I never realized how good you look with long hair. Sorry, I’ll stop.”

Now it was Shane’s turn to become a tomato head. “Bud, you’re gonna give me an ego with all these compliments.” He looked through the menu a bit more. To be honest, he was in the mood for pizza, but he wanted to impress Ashe—

“Would you judge me if I said I wanted pizza?”

He lowered the menu to look at him again. There was a meek sort of grin on the farmer’s face, which he was quick to hide once more behind his own.

“Nevermind, I’ll—pick something else.”

“Actually, I was literally just thinking the same thing.” Shane dropped the menu onto the table. “Do you just wanna order a large and split it?”

“Oh my Yoba, yes please.”

So much for a romantic dinner. Shane’s expectations went out the door, and with them the hesitant awkwardness that hung in the air. It was like they both settled back into their skins, and once the 16-inch pie was on the table they dug in. No forks, no plates, just greasy slices in hand and a couple of paper napkins.

“Ahh, I’m in heaven~” Ashe practically melted into his chair. “Sssooo good…”

“Yeah, it’s been awhile since I had one of his pizzas.” A long strand of cheese stretched out from Shane’s mouth to the slice he’d taken a bite from. The sign of a quality cheese pie. “This cheese didn’t come from Hanako, did it?” He joked.

“I wish it did! She’s still just a baby though. I was kind of thinking I might see about getting a full-grown cow in the meantime—sometimes I worry that she’s lonely, being in that big barn all by herself at night.”

“What about Silva?”

“Oh, well… Silva kind of picks on her a bit. I had Robin build her a stable.”

Shane sighed. “Bugaboo, I’m not gonna lie—that horse scares me.”

“I’m not giving her up.”

“I wasn’t going to suggest that—” even though he really thought that was the best idea, “—I just want you to be extra careful with her. Please.”

The plea made Ashe deflate a bit. He picked up a strand of cheese that had fallen and nibbled on it before answering. “I will. Don’t worry, I haven’t tried to ride her yet. And I still really believe that she wouldn’t ever actually hurt me.”

“I sure hope that’s the case.”

Shane helped himself to another slice, hesitating only briefly in contemplation—it was going to be more calories to burn in the gym later—and taking a bite when he decided it was worth it.

After a minute, Ashe spoke again. “I, uh… I saw Dr. Vance yesterday.”

“Oh, that’s why you were gone. I was wondering.” Shane licked a bit of sauce from the corner of his mouth. “You don’t have to answer, but how’d it go?”

“It went… good.” The farmer began to gently rock back and forth in his chair. “A lot of talking. It was harder than I thought it would be.”

Shane could see that he was getting nervous. Wiping his hand on one of the napkins, he held it out to Ashe across the table; after a moment, Ashe took hold of it. “Yeah, it can be like that sometimes. But it’ll get better. Might not ever be easy, but better.”

“I hope so.” The warmth of Shane’s hand was comforting, and the rocking ceased after a minute. Ashe even managed to smile as he added, “I’m getting really tired of crying my eyes out already.”

“Hey, there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s part of the process.”

“Did you cry?”

“Oh yeah. More than I’m comfortable admitting, honestly.” He laughed. “So yeah, don’t feel bad about it. It’s different for everyone, and some of us just gotta cry before we can start moving on.”

“Yeah… I guess so.” Ashe shifted in his seat. “… I know I’m the one who brought it up, but… can we talk about something else?”

“Of course. Uhhh…” A stream of air blew past Shane’s lips as he fished around for a different topic. Of course now of all times he was drawing a blank.

“You still haven’t told me what you want for Christmas.”

Shit, that was the one he was hoping to avoid. “Cos I don’t want anything. I’ve already got all that I could ask for.”

“Shane,” Ashe leaned forward a bit, a very serious expression on his face, “I’m gonna get you something. It might as well be something you actually want.”

“Oh! Shit, that reminds me. Would it be okay if Jas hung out at the farm with you tomorrow?”

Ashe blinked. “Uh—of course. Why?”

“Because me and Marnie are gonna get some shopping done in Zuzu. And both Penny and Jodi are gonna be busy, and I feel bad for all the times they babysit her already. We’ll pay you for it, of course.”

“Oh, nonono you won’t.” He shook his head.

“You sure?”

“Yes I’m sure. Use that money to get Jas an extra present.”

“Bud, believe me, she’s gonna have more presents than she knows what to do with.” Shane wiped his hands on his napkin again and took a sip of lemon water. “What about you? You haven’t told me what you want.”

Ashe went quiet. The truth was, what he wanted more than anything was something that he knew he could never get back. But… well, there was one other thing…

“I just don’t want to be alone. That… That’s all…”

This time Shane gently took hold of both hands. “Who says you will be? The Feast lasts all day, and you can hang out at the ranch with us after. Okay? Don’t even worry about that.”

“I-I’ll try.” Ashe drew a shuddering breath. The emotions had utterly blindsided him, but at least he’d managed to keep from crying… again. But he was going to end up with whiplash with how all over the place his emotions were.

“You know, there’s gonna be a big countdown in Zuzu on New Years’ Eve. Would you feel up to going?”

“… Y-Yeah.” He managed a small smile. “Yeah, that sounds nice.”

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thebookwormfairy · 5 years

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What if Marinette had a Retired Police Dog Part 2

I've have had so many request for more Captain, so here you go. Also I just want to say thank you to the maribat community for adopting Captain into the community. Hopefully I do him justice.

Damian really did not want to say goodbye to Marinette yet, but as the sun dipped behind the buildings Marinette had to return to her hotel

Standing in front of the doors of her hotels they said their goodbyes

Marinette: Thanks for the great time Damian. Captain and I had a blast

Damian: I'm glad to hear that and really the pleasure was all mine

Damain bend down giving a kiss the the back of Marinette's hand

Marinette felt the blush grow on her face

Marinette: Will I be able to see you again?

Damian: Of course Angel maybe we can meet again tomorrow I can bring my dog Titus.

Marinette: Sure here's my number I can text you when I have free roam

Damian: I'll be waiting Goodnight Angel, Captain

Damian gave a little salute to the german sheperd

Captain gave a bark in goodbye while Marinette gave a little wave before heading into the hotel

Damain watch her walk away with a dreamy smile on his face until he couldn't see her any more.

Turning around Damian was met with the sight of his brothers all with teasing smiles on their face

Damian now scowling: Shut up morons

Dick: We didn't say anything baby bird

Damian: Your face did

The rest of the way home was spent teasing Damian about his lady love and Dick dramatically called her

Once Marinette had settled down after their day out she settled on her bed and made a call that was meant to be made earlier in the day

Dialing the number she looked up earlier she waited for the person on the other end to answer

Receptionist: Hello thank you for calling Wayne Enterprise, this is Cheryl how can I help you?

Marinette: Hello, I'm sorry for calling you so late, but I'm going to be in the French school trip group coming to tour the building tomorrow and I just had a quick question

Cheryl who was told by Dick earlier about Damian's little girlfriend knew exactly what to do

Cheryl: No problem sugar let me transfer you over to your tour guide. He can answer any question you might have.

Cheryl put Marinette on hold before she could protest about bugging the tour guide and made a call to Dick's cell phone

Dick: Hey Cheryl what do you need

Cheryl: Hey Dick so that girl you were telling about called me, with a question

Dick: No way. Connect her

Cheryl: Right away

Dick to his brothers: Guess who's on the phone

Jason: Damien's girlfriend?

Dick: Ding ding ding we have a winner

Marinette from phone: Hello?

Dick: Yes hello this is Mr. Grayson. How can I help you?

Marinette: Hello I'm Marinette and I'm so sorry for calling so late, but I had an important question to ask.

Dick: Don't worry Marinette, what's your question

Marinette: Well you see thanks to unforeseen circumstances my dog is actually with me on the trip. He's not a service dog, but he's really well trained and well behaved, and I was wondering if I could bring him with me on the tour. If the answer is no that's totally okay

Dick *thinking*: Omg she's adorable

Dick: That's completely fine. We have employees bring their dogs to work all the time. One more dog in the building won't make any more trouble

Marinette: Really thank you so much. And again I'm soooo sorry for calling so late. Have a goodnight

Dick: You too, I look forward to seeing you and your dog tomorrow

Dick: omg Baby Bird your girlfriend is sssooo adorable she was so sweet and shy and polite. I swear if I was talking to her in person I would have squeezed the life out of her

Damian: Don't you dare. You would just freak her out and make her never want to talk to me ever again

Tim: So you want to see her again?

Jason: It's sound like our Demon Spawn has found his true love

Damian could feel his face turn red

Damian: Shut up you idiots

Marinette: Good news Captain you're going to be able to come on the tour tomorrow

Captain gave Marinette a lick on the cheek to show that he understood and was happy about it

Marinette: Goodnight Captain. Goodnight Tikki

Tikki: Goodnight Marinette. Goodnight Captain

Marinette wrapped her arms around Captain snuggling her face into his fur as Tikki laid down on top of Captain

The next day

The class all gathered down in the lobby Marinette and Captain came down last but on time

And of course since Marinette looked happy and had Captain with her Lila had to throw a hissy fit

Lila: What are you doing Marinette. They probably don't allowed dogs at Wayne Enterprise

Ms. Bustier: She's right Marinette you shouldn't bring your dog with you. Captain will have to stay here.

Marinette: But Ms. Bustier I made sure to call ahead of time to make sure it was okay. And you wouldn't want Captain to be locked into a small room all day would you

As Marinette said that Captain looked to Ms. Bustier with the biggest puppy dog eyes he could muster

Ms. Bustier looking into Captain eyes and just couldn't say no

Ms. Bustier: Fine, but he's your responsibility Marinette, and I don't want to see any funny business between either of you. If I see either of you step a toe or paw out of line Captain will be spending the rest of his time in your hotel room. Am I understood?

Marinette: Yes Ms. Bustier! Thank you so much.

Marinette gave a big smile to her teacher before heading back to the class. Standing in the back of the group little away from every one.

Marinette: Dont worry Captain we just have to get through the tour then we can go meet up with Damian again, and we get to meet his dog Titus this time.

Captain gave her another quick kiss on the cheek when he heard somebody approach them

Adrien: Marinette why do you have to cause so much trouble. Captain would have been perfectly fine in the hotel room for a day

Captain forced his body between Adrien and Marinette not wanting the rude boy near his girl

Marinette: well good morning to you too Adrien. I don't see how having Captain with me is causing any problems. He literally only interacts with me. And for your information Captain would not be okay in the hotel all day today and then have to do it again tomorrow. Yesterday I made sure to call all the places we're going to over the trip to find out of Captain could along or not. Since we're spending all day tomorrow going to different museums he won't be able to come with us it would be cruel to lock him up all day 2 days in a row

Adrien: But he's still upsetting Lila, you know could happen if she gets too upset.

Marinette: I don't think a butterfly could fly across the Pacific Ocean Adrien, much less in the time frame we'll be here

Ms. Bustier: Okay everyone let's all get on the bus

Marinette: you better go ahead Adrien. You probably want go sit with your FRIENDS

Adrien catching onto what Marinette was hinting at gave her a small glare, but still ran to catch up to Nino, Alya, and Lila

Captain pressed his head into Marinette's side and tikki did the same.

Marinette: Thanks guys I'm okay

Marinette put one hand on Captain's head and the other on top of her purse

Damian checked over him and Titus one more time to make sure they both looked good

Bruce: I don't suppose your suddened interest in how you and Titus look have anything to do with that little French girl you met the other day

Damian: Don't be ridiculous father-

Dick: It totally does! You should have seen how those two looked at eachother. It was like love at first sight

Damian: GRAYSON!

Jason: it was so ridiculously sweet and she evan has her own dog, a german sheperd

Damian: TODD!

Tim: I did a bit more research, you know to make sure she wasn't a villian in disguise, and according to the adoption records his name is Captain and he use to be a police dog

Damian: DRAKE!! Would you all just stay out of my love life!

Bruce: They just care about you Damian. Weither you like it or not. You should have seen them when Dick first brought home Cori.

Once they got to Wayne Enterprise the family went their separate ways to complete their duties

Damian and Titus hung around Dick waiting for Marinette, Captain, and her class to arrive.

Cheryl: So I heard that you met somebody special yesterday Damian

Damian: wait how do you know about Marinette? Dick???

Dick: Well I had to tell her in case Marinette called yesterday I wanted to be the one she talked to.

Damian: Do you have to share my love life with everybody you know

Cheryl: It's just because we love you Damian. Now tell me everything.

Damian was about to respond with a sarcastic comeback when the class arrived

Dick: Hello welcome to Wayne Enterprise, I'm Dick Grayson I'll be your tour guide today. And this is my little brother Damian and his dog Titus. I hope y'all don't mind but he'll be joining us on your tour today

Ms. Bustier: Not at all it's always nice to make new friends when you're some where new

Damian made his way towards the group his eyes set on Marinette who just walk in after making sure Captain did his business before the long tour, but was intercepted by Lila.

Lila: Hello I am Lila it is nice to meet you

Lila began to speak with a heavy Italian accent.

She was the worst at speaking English in the class

The rest of the class finished introducing themselves when Marinette made it to the group

Damian: It's nice to meet you all, Marinette mentioned she was here with her class.

Alya: Marinette?

Marinette: Damian?

Damian flashing a charming smile: Hey Angel, I hope you don't mind but I found out my brother giving the tour for your class and asked if I could come along.

Damian walked over to Marinette and Captain with Titus following him

Damian: Hello Captain, how are you doing buddy?

Damian slowly lowered his hand giving Captain plenty of time to move away incase Captain didn't want to get a pat from him

Captain decided he would allow it partly because he had to admit he kinda like this kid, and partly because he knew it would freak out some of her class

Kim: Ah he touched Captain

Kim sadly learned the hard way that it took a while for Captain to warm up to someone new

Marinette: And this handsome boy must be Titus

Marinette held her hand out to let Titus sniff her.

Titus being the loving goofball he is gave her hand a big lick before snuggling his head into her hand

Marinette giggling: Well he's a friendly boy huh

Alya: You two know each other?

Marinette: Yeah we met yesterday at the park and just hit it off

Lila with a strained voice: Well isn't that great that you were able to make a new friend.

Damian and Marinette noticed the strain in Lila's voice but it didn't seem like anybody else had or if they did they ignored it

Dick: Alright everybody with introductions out of the way let's get started

Damian and Marinette fell to the back of the group so the can walk side by side with their dogs

While this was going on Titus and Captain were sniffing eachother out as they walked together

Captain: Hello I'm Captain

Titus: I'm Titus. I have just met you, and I love you

Titus gave Captain a big lick on the side of his head

Captain: That's great... So he's your boy

Titus: Yep he's been my boy for years now. He acted like he didn't like me at first but I knew he loved me

Captain: Is he your first human?

Titus: Yes, his father gave me to him when I was 7 months old. What about you, is she your first human?

Captain: No, my girl didn't find me until I was 3 years old. Before her i was a police dog. My partner was my first human. He was a great man and a great police officer. He always made sure I was well fed and when it was a slow night he would take me to the park and play fetch with me...

Captain trailed off his mind going back to the night he lost his partner

Titus: What happened to your first human?

Captain snapping out of his memories: I don't like to talk about it

Titus: Well what about your girl, how do you like her?

Captain: My girl is the best. She saved me from the pound. Her parents brought her there for one of the adoption events, at the time I didn't even know if I wanted another human. I was there for a couple of months, and didn't really have much hope to find a new family. Most people just go for the puppies. So I was just sitting in a corner away from everybody else when this girl comes walking towards. She seemed so sad at the time, like me. She asked me if I wanted to be alone together with her, and i looked into her eyes and something just clicked you know? Like she was also suppose to be my person. After that life turned around for me. My girl just has so much love to give.

Titus: I know what you mean it was the same with me and my boy. Do you have any siblings or a mate?

Captain: No my girl and her family live in a small apartment, so one big dog is their limit. I wouldn't mind having a mate one day though. I do have a couple of friends in Paris and the local dog park, and there's Fang, who's crocodile

Titus: you have a crocodile as a friend cool. I have one older sister Ace, no mate myself yet. I do also have a cat and cow as a friend

Captain: Nice

During the tour Damian noticed that some of Marinette's classmates (Alya, Adrien, and Lila) kept shooting dirty looks back at his Angel

He did his best to not glare back at them, but when Adrien did it for the 10th time on the tour when Marinette wasn't doing anything but softly giggling at stuff Damian whispered in her ear Damian had enough

The next time Adrien looked back at her Damian gave him the scariest look he could muster, which is very scary

Adrien widened his eyes and turned his head around quickly not looking back for the rest of the tour

Dick seeing about half of the interaction assumed that Damian glared out of jealousy and shot him an amused looked when he caught Damian's eyes

After the tour Marinette convinced Ms. Bustier to let her go off with Damian for their free roam

Ms. Bustier let her but made sure she wore the tracking bracelet so incase something happened she would know where Marinette is at

Damian and Marinette decidind to go to a near by dog park to let the dogs roam free

On the way out Damian noticed Adrien quickly walking over to them with a determined look on his face

Not wanting to deal with the annoying blonde Damian quickly guided Marinette outside and into the car

Marinette already figuring out whi Damian really was didn't question it and just let Damian lead her into the car

Damian: I thought you'd be a little more shocked about it

Marinette: I kinda figured it out when Mr. Grayson said you were his little brother

Once they made it to the park the dogs started to run around together and seem to play a game of chase even though Captain seemed a little more reluctant to act a bit crazier like Titus

Marinette: Well it seems like they like eachother

Damian watching Titus give Captain a big lick on the side of his head before running off leaving Captain with what could only be described as disgruntled look on his face.

Damian chuckling: Yeah they sure do

The pair spent another 2 hours at the park going back and forth with sitting in the shade watching their dogs run through the nice dog park and playing fetch with a stick the dogs found

They spent the rest of the afternoon wondering around Downton Gotham Damian showing Marinette all the best sites

As sunset came Damian found himself once again standing in front of the hotel holding Marinette's hands as Captain and Titus watch the interaction

Damian blushing: I've had a great time today Marinette

Marinette: So did I

Damian: I was wondering if you would like to go out to dinner with me tomorrow night, like a date?

Marinette also blushing: I would love to, but can Captain come along

Damian: Of course beside Captain is going to be stuck in your hotel room all day tomorrow it wouldn't be fair to make him stuck in a small room for even longer.

Marinette gave him a beaming smile: Thank you for understanding Damian

Damian: Of course I'll pick you up tomorrow at 7 wear whatever you like.

Marinette hugged Damian goodbye giving him a peck on the cheek as she pulled away

Marinette: I can't wait! Goodnight Damian I'll see you tomorrow

Damian in a dreamg voice: Goodnight Marinette, Captain

Once Marinette and Captain were out of site Damian jumped up and gave a whooped of joy completely forgetting that Alfred could still see him from the car.

Bonus

Alfred on the phone with Bruce: It looks like Damian just asked her put and she said yes

Bruce on the other side of the phone silently fist bumped the air mouthing yes over and over again

Bruce in a monotone voice: That's good

Dick: omg you guys I wish you were there! They spent most of the time quietly whispering to each other and Damian glared at a boy who kept glancing at Marinette it was the cutest thing.

@mikantsume @carrisarune @strudelqueen @Aloha_Posts_Stuff @shmowl @maxdark158

#maribat #daminette #Captain the Retired Police Dog #pet headcanon

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shewantedtobeasecretgirl · 4 years

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The Backstage Pass (Out)

Hey everyone... this is still not an update of Do You Wanna Dance? but another pathetic attempt of me to provide you with PJ-related reading material... Sssooo, there was this post of @gardenofstoney... and I’ve always taken tags verry seriously. I felt addressed since the situation she described sounded absolutely like a perfect fanfic material so I ended up playing with the idea. One thing led to another and a Stone Gossard one-shot happened, which I hereby share with you (with her and @mookiebaelock’s consent). Disclaimer: may contain traces of Jeff Ament!

Ps. I solemnly swear I get Judy out of the shower soon.

„Are you sure you don’t want to move towards the side of the stage? These Vedder-fanatics seem pretty dangerous, I’m not sure I want to be here when they go wild…” Mel asked fidgeting with the setups of her professional camera.

“No, I’m pretty sure I’m fine here…” Maggie answered leaning her forehead against her arms that were resting on the barrier. She was dog-tired; she and her best friend, Mel were cueing the whole day to get there at the show of their favorite band, Pearl Jam. Actually, Pearl Jam was their second favorite band but it was the rock group that brought them together. They saw each other’s introduction in the “Pen Pal Wanted” column of Footsteps, the band’s fanzine and the rest was history... And finally, they were there, standing at their precious front row places, waiting for the show to begin…

They agreed on standing in front of the center of the stage since they both had different preferences… Mel was dying to make close shots of her bassist crush (and maybe steal a few smiles and glances from him), while Maggie was interested in the other side of the stage… to be more accurate, in the person who regularly ruled it. Stone Gossard. The absent-minded, aloof alien who played the rhythm guitar parts and who, unfortunately, wasn’t the most responsive member of the band. He was said to be a sarcastic, hilarious and nice guy but at shows he just… didn’t give a shit about the crowd. He was usually absorbed in the songs, following the rhythm with his entire body, marching to the beat or just bobbing his head… but that was all. No interaction, no communication, just the chords. If Maggie had been alone there, she would have picked his side and stayed there as if she had been pinned to the ground… but Mel wanted to stand near Jeff so they made a compromise. Of course, Mel tried every kind of dirty trick to lure her closer to Mike’s and Jeff’s territory and Maggie begged desperately with her irresistible sad puppy face to move in the other direction, after all, if the mountain won't come to Muhammad… and Jeff would bounce around, anyways, she argued. But neither of them could convince the other one so they were stuck in front of the place of Eddie Vedder and they knew they would have to fight hard to be able to keep their position.

“You will defend me, I know.” Maggie cuddled to her friend, letting herself be pulled in a bear hug. She was short and slim, the top of her head barely reached the level of the tall Mel’s chin, that’s why they often joked about themselves being two dogs coming from different species but being allies and best friends forever.

“I’ll defend you just… not now, oh my god, ohmygod, they’re here, that’s him!!!” Mel suddenly let her go frantically taking one picture after another of her main target.

“Okay, I can’t win against Jeff Ament…” Maggie shook her head with a forgiving smile only to discover the object of her admiration appearing on the other side of the stage, walking around with a deadpan on his face. She couldn’t help chuckling when she noticed he was wearing a black socks-dress shoes combo... with light brown shorts. She’d already got used to these weird testimonies of his terrible fashion sense but he always managed to surprise her with a newer unacceptable outfit.

When the singer finally showed up too, the crowd moved forward, pressing the girls against the barrier… and from that moment on, they only had some rest during the slower songs. Not that they wanted to complain, they were singing along the lyrics, screaming, laughing, crying or just squeezing each other’s hand making sure they were not dreaming, they were finally together, having the time of their life, really living their favorite songs. Mel was overly contented with seeing the bass player’s manly moves in the tight tank top he was wearing and the passionate solos and dazed-off moments of Mike pleased both of them too, even if they were within the spitting range of Ed. But as time went by, they both started feeling the depressing thought that this would be over soon, even if they tried to fight against it by bouncing and screaming twice as intensely as before…

When Stone started playing the opening chords of State of Love and Trust, the crowd went completely nuts and Maggie had to tighten her grip not to be drifted… the pressure behind her eased for a second but at once, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head and lost the touch with the outside world…

***

Mhmmmm… what are these bright lights? I must have died and got in that shining corridor about which people who experienced clinical death always tell…

“Jesus, I go blind…” I mumble… or am I just hearing my own thoughts? Shit, this splitting headache, I’m definitely alive, I must have fallen asleep after taking in my migraine pill.

“Do you prefer low light?” a nasal male voice asks and as I look around, I find myself lying on a couch but I’m not in my own apartment, I don’t know this place. Oh, so I’m in a dream, nice, let’s see where it’s going…

“Yes, please!” I groan covering my eyes.

“Clouds roll by… sorry, bad joke, here, is it better his way?”

I take away my hand from my eyes and let them adjust to the pleasant half-light provided probably by a standing lamp somewhere out of my sight. When did I learn how to change the setting of my dreams? Cool… The owner of the voice takes place opposite me only to make me realize, I’m in a Stone dream, moreover, this time it’s a new one.

“Are you okay?” he’s checking me with the inquiring but still expressionless stare of a toad.

“More or less…” I mumble helplessly. Interesting, I’ve never had such a vivid dream about him, it’s somehow different, like I was in charge, I’ve never felt like this before while dreaming… Familiar melodies provide the musical accompaniment, I have to listen for a few bars until I recognize Yellow Ledbetter… but he’s here… and the music comes from…?

“Are we… at a show?” I ask suspiciously, I’m afraid that despite the realistic surrounding, it’ll turn into an incoherent screenplay written by my subconscious.

“Yes, we are…”

“But how come you’re not playing? You should be on the stage with the others…”

“I don’t feel like playing… I mean in that song, I have basically not much to do, I strum the same chords as Mike, it’s boring. At sound checks, sometimes I beg until I can play the drum parts, I’m a desperate drummer but I love it. But the rhythm guitar part is just… nah. Plus, I had to pee, anyways.”

“Fair enough.” I snicker. He’s such an awkward dork, even in my dreams. “Well, that happens if a musician is too busy with drinking beer at gigs instead of playing”.

“Excuse me?” he startles offended. That’s my favorite thing in dreaming, I can do and say what I’d never dare in real life.

“Do you think we don’t notice when you’re just fudging, walking around with the guitar and use the change of amplifier setups as an excuse to take a few sip of your booze? That doesn’t really count as musical contribution.”

“Ugh, busted. I try not to drink before the show though. Right as soon as I get onstage I start drinking. But come on, I never belch out of key, what’s this if not musical humility?”

I snort shaking my head and keep grinning from ear to ear. If he’s such a hilariously funny guy in my fantasy, how adorable he can be in the reality… I know he used to be an annoying, sarcastic little shit but when PJ got really successful, he mellowed down and made himself to the main target of his irony… The mixture of this down-to-earth humbleness and calm confidence was one of the main reasons why he became my favorite member in the band; in the band that only consists of great, relatable people, by the way.

Maybe I should use the occasion to have a chitchat with him, I could ask him questions about stuff I’ve always wanted to know… even if the answers are only the products of my mind…

“Do you see the world in yellow?”

Okay, maybe that’s not the best start but the colored lenses of his spectacles somehow distracted me and it just slipped out. He reacts with that short, amused eyebrow twitch I love… good job, Maggie.

“It’s a good question! It’s funny, nobody asked that before… but to answer it, I do, it’s like being trapped in that moment of sunset when everything is glowing in that golden light… but to be less poetic, it makes everyone look as if they were Lego figures, they have yellow head, y’know…”

The mentioning of my favorite toy brings back old memories about the times when I was building my own town with eclectic houses that served as the scene of the made-up action stories crafted by my cousin and me.

“I you were a Lego figure, you’d be a bad boy.” I remark with a timid smile and try to ignore the fact that my cheeks are in flames.

“Only if I were a Lego figure? That’s offensive. I was the member of the gang Newton Street Boys. We were the most dangerous guys on whole Capitol Hill, we terrorized the district by taking protection rackets from kindergarten pupils. They were scared to death when we showed up riding our bikes, I liked the banana-seat ones with the high handlebars - maybe a card in the wheel could have been part of it.” he chuckles playfully. “Anyway, why a bad boy?”

“It’s because of the scruff.” I giggle and reach out to pinch his neck but he leans away.

“Please don’t touch me.” he grunts.

Hey, brain, we had an agreement: if I behave decently enough in real life, you won’t throw any obstacles in the way of my naughty tendencies at nights. So if I want to touch Stone’s perfect neck, I’m gonna to do it. Period.

“I said no!!!” he repeats this time angrier when my fingers approach his skin again. What the hell???

“Sorry. I… I just wanted to say that there were those bearded figures… and you could get them mostly from the pirate or the police station series.”

“You mean they had an attachable Lego beard?” he inquires confused and excited at the same time; I’m sure he’s already forgotten the embarrassing intermezzo and is now desperately trying to recall the look of the little yellow dudes.

“Haha, no, it was just painted on their face. There was the moustache, the regular beard and the scruff that basically meant black dots on their face. And the scruffy guys always played the role of the bad boys in my stories. You know, the bank robber, the fleeing prisoner…”

“… the fucked-up musician… we should definitely have a Lego party once!”

“We should…” I repeat and we’re smiling silently at each other for a few seconds… I clear my throat and swallow hard since my mouth got completely dry, shit, it must be that damn gum-shield I have to wear at nights to prevent myself from gnashing.

“You want some water?” he asks walking to a fridge standing at the door.

“Fuck, yes, I’m dying of thirst.” I moan and I mean it.

“Here.” he hands a small bottle to me while he opens a beer can. I rather don’t make any remarks, the show is over, after all… But now that I think into it, maybe the other band members will show up too… I can’t wait!

I lower my head and press the ice cold bottle against my forehead. It feels incredibly good, that blinding pain is still pulsing in my head. As I direct my gaze onto the ground, I can’t help laughing again when I spot his dress shoes and the black socks tucked into them. The hem rolled down around his left ankle making the socks look like they were unmatched.

However thirsty I am, I can only take small sips since I’m already snorting at the next part of this weird vision.

“Anyway… before the others would arrive, there’s one thing we have to discuss.” I begin when I finally manage to force my facial muscles into a serious expression.

“Something that stays between us? Like a dirty little secret?” his face lights up with a boyish smile.

“Kind of, if your socks are dirty…” I roll my eyes. “It’s the footwear.”

“Yours or mine?”

“Of course yours, mine is normal. Matching boots, a totally adequate choice for a rock concert. But yours is just… criminal.”

“Don’t be rude with my shoes, they look good and they are comfy as fuck!” he circles with his feet comically.

“They do but man, look in that mirror!” I point at his reflection in the mirror hanging on the opposite wall. “You look like the mixture of an elementary school boy and a bachelor dressed by his mother. Shorts with dress shoes? How? Why? It’s an obvious no-no!” I scream.

“I have only these ones, sneakers and flip flops with me, which doesn’t leave much variation.” he shrugs briefly.

“You should have chosen the sneakers… as for the “f” word, I’m not even willing to pronounce it.”

“I always wore hiking boots in the earlier times, they were the most comfortable choice but they weren’t compatible with the heat on stage. And then, I got introduced in the magical world of orthopedic sandals but the band somehow vetoed them, I don’t really understand why... I was only allowed to wear them between shows and at soundchecks but at gigs, I had to wear the boots… Once, before a show, maybe in Atlanta, I can’t remember exactly, the sole of my boot separated so I could only wear my sandals… the guys freaked out about my velvet shorts-sweatpants-white socks-sandals outfit and obliged me to wear Jeff’s shoes during the show.” he recalls but I can barely listen to him, his hand talk and the fidgeting alien fingers are definitely more appealing than the image of Birkenstocks worn with socks.

As my eyes are glued to him, I involuntarily start playing with my hair but my fingers land in something sticky. I check them and glance at him helplessly, as if he could help me find out why blood is the next nonsense feature in this scene.

“Fuck, why didn’t you tell me earlier that you’re bleeding?” he shouts and rushes to the fridge.

“Because I didn’t know…” I mutter and can’t form further coherent sentences since he steps back to me with an ice bag and presses it to the back of my head… and he keeps standing opposite me with his arms laced around my neck. I’m desperately trying to look at the ceiling, the ground and the four walls at the same time, anywhere but him…

“This is too embarrassing, I want this to finally end… this is terrible.” I whisper in pain, fixing my gaze on the ugly shoes and working on calming down my hyperventilation with all my nerves.

“Hey, I just wanted to help! Just for the record, we don’t often let passed-out fans in the backstage, you were in bad shape and…”

“No, I mean, thanks and all but this dream… it’s going nowhere, it was funny but you entering into my personal space creates a tension that needs resolution, like a hug or a kiss or anything, this makes just no sense!” I blurt out, basically arguing with myself, the director of the movie.

“What? That doctor could finally arrive, you must have a concussion!” he gently tries to push me back onto to the couch but I shake his hands off me.

“What doctor... wait… the pain… the blood… is this… real?” I flail still hoping he doesn’t exist and suddenly disappears or turns into my real crush or Edge from U2 or whatever.

“You got hit with by a half-empty beer can and you passed out so the security personnel fished you out of the crowd. Since I came back anyway, I suggested that they should lay you down here until they get a doctor. You got a backstage pass by passing out. A backstage pass out.” he tries to ease he situation with a pun but I’m not really in the mood.

“No… the scruff… the shoes… the ki… I can’t believe I said all this bullshit, this is worse than a nightmare…” I bury my face into my palms completely mortified and stumble back towards the couch dizzily. Suddenly, I hear a familiar voice… Mel!!!

***

“I’m not going to repeat this again, my best friend is in that room so if you won’t let me in immediately, I’m going to fuckin’ sue you!!!” Mel pointed with her index finger outraged at the huge guy standing in front of the door of the dressing room. Actually, instead of suing, she wanted to headbutt him in the chest but she knew it would feel like running into a concrete wall. She’d already been arguing with him for like fifteen minutes but the guy was just standing there with folded arms, stoically bearing the threats and the various spells casted on him by the furious girl.

“Hey, Ernie, I think you can let her in, her friend has just woken up, it’d be better if she’s with her when the doctor arrives…” a top of a head with ruffled hair peeked out of the door. The security guard obeyed and silently stepped aside.

“Maggie!!!” Mel shouted and tossed the young man in the door away to get a free way to her friend. “I was so worried about you!!!” she captured her into a rib-breaking hug.

“I’m… I’m okay… Stone took care of me…” Maggie mumbled against Mel’s chest trying to point at the guitarist under her friend’s arm.

“Stone???” Mel screamed making both of them turn around without breaking the hug.

“Yup.” the guitarist waved clumsily with one hand at her, digging his other hand deeply in his pocket.

Maggie managed to tiptoe enough to rest her head on her friend’s shoulder, which allowed her to saw the door opening… only to recognize the other members of the band arriving back from the stage. The small group was guided by Jeff who stopped at the door exchanging a surprised look with the embarrassed guitarist standing in the room.

Maggie started silently shaking of laughter because she could already imagine what’d happen next…

“Uhm… Mel… I’m choking… please let me go…” she acted patting her friend’s back a few times. “I think you should turn back… slowly…” she recommended biting her lips to hide her amusement when she pulled away to see the girl’s reaction.

“Why… what…?” Mel looked back over her shoulder and… due to the bassist’s excellent reflexes, she didn’t land on the ground but in his arms. Jeff stared shocked alternately at the unconscious girl and the other ones, begging for help with his eyes.

“Jesus, not again… “Stone sighed facepalming.” She’s yours, I’m out.”

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thingssxthatxshine · 5 years

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THANK YOU TAYLOR!

I don’t think any music has ever spoken to me then this album. i’ve never been in a relationship but the lyrics are beautiful and it’s just makes me speechless.

First of all the line “He likes my American smile, like a child when our eyes meet” 🥺💞 This is beautiful and I love it because i’m a first generation American in my family bc the rest of my fam is from Pakistan and idk but it gives me hope and happiness i guess. Because i’m always told how American I am by my family and how I need to start speaking urdu and how i seem snobby and all thsi stuff that makes me kind of insecure about my American style and I guess i’m making this line deeper than it is but Taylor you have no idea how much it means to me.

Also okay the lyric “you are what you love” is amazing. idk if i was just being over dramatic but it was definitely true 🤧 when i started almost (actually) crying if happiness becaus ur hate being told the things i’m not and the things i don’t like bc i don’t wanna be defined that way 😞 I just want to be defined by the things I love liek YOU and reading and coffe and pink and so much more ❤️

Okay and then Paper Rings is just so beautiful and fun and i love it. it’s got a theme song vibe and i love thattttt 😻👏 I love all of that song it’s just amazing 🤪👍👏

And then “step into the daylight and let it go” is just a perfect ‘no bad vibes allowed” kinda vibe 😂 it’s just this relaxing that makes me feel happy and calm bc we all gotta just calm down 😌 I hate taking stress and it feels nice to just walk out into the daylight and let it go 😍

In Cruel Summer I love “Devils are the dice and angels role their eyes” also the “looks up grinning like a devil” IS THE ABSOLYTW BEST! and just so much of that song is like this pastel, rainbow darkness 😂 It reminds me of “darling Ima nightmare dressed like a daydream” It’s a beautiful song 💞

The Man is just 👍👍🤠 LIKE YESSSSS WOMEN! Taylor is THE WOMAN! she’s a queeeen 👑👑👑 WAIT SHES THE CAT! @taylorswift let’s quit being man or woman and let’s just all be CATS 🐱

I’m I Forgot You Existed I love “It isn’t love, it isn’t hate, it’s just indifference” I luv that so much because sometimes you just have to forget, let it go and be i different 😌

Death By a Thousand Cuts is just amzing and beautiful 🤧💕 “saying goodbye is death by a thousand cuts” i think i loves this mostly bc i’m usually known in my family as the one who cries when a family member leaves after visiting. And it feels like death by a thousand cuts bc i don’t know when i’ll see them cuz my fam lives around the world. basically i just don’t like goodbyes 😭

(ik this isn’t going in order it’s just what i think of on the spot)

I loved Afterglow so much because it was about accepting the blame and asking for forgiveness and i think that’s beautiful 😻

I think he knows is liek this cute song you can skip through the neighborhood with ☺️👏💕 i love it, i’ve never been in a relationship so i can’t relate much but i stilll absolutely love it!

Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince is like this high school story and it’s reallllly amazing i loveee it zjjzjssj! I love the cheering and also how you say “It’s you and me, that’s my whole world” and i love that because i hate it when people change their ways because of someone else whispering. for me it’s just me and the people i love, that’s my whole world 🌎.

Cornelia Street I LOVE! i think bc of my tripp ti nyc this summer, i’ve been loveing ny so much. Thanks to WTNY i fell in love with the place. And the lyrics are so beautiful and relaxing. It’s like listening to starry and i love itttt! I love how it’s a song about nostalgia about a place bc i miss nyc. i was there for 2 days but i cried when i had to leave. it’s amazing and wonderful and magical.

Soon you’ll get better is giving me Safe and Spund vibes. it’s so sad and beautiful. i’m a muslim is some of the lyrics don’t relate to me but itssss beautiful i love ittt! “ cuz you have to” is so heartbreaking but so trueeeeee!

Ok False God was the “Ohhh 🤭” song of this album. Like dress “the altar is my hips” but i think my fave lyrics is “Hell is when i fight with you” because we all have that relationship (any kind) that we don’t wanna ever fight in. and that whole verse is amazing and i love it because it speaks to me. i also love “I’m New York City” because I LOVE NYC AND NOW TAYLOR ISSSS NYC 🤯💃👑!!!! YEET

I LOVE ITS NICE TO HAVE A FRIEND! This is basically a PASTEL TOY STORY 😂💞 I LOVE THISSSSS bc it’s a friendship song, and it’s amazinggggggg! i love this new friendship song and it’s just so sweet and cute ☺️😻❤️

okay so now for the singlessss!

LOVER is JAHAJSJSJAJSJS! ITS JUST THAT! like it’s so beautiful and amazing and romanticcccccc! The bridge is amaizng i love it it’s my favorite part it’s like Vows and it’s just so sweeeeet!!!!! 😻😻👏 and omg the “dirty joke” in the me is 😂😂😂

ME! is always gonna be iconic i’m just really sad that the “HEY KIDS SPELLING IS FUN” was taken out bc my friend and i were obsessed with that😂 SWIFTIES WE GOTTA YELL IT OUT DURING THE TOURR!

also for ME! @ all the haters about it, this song was supposed to be fun and cheerful and it started the hunt for easter eggs and it was the beginning so to anyone who was saying that it was getting boring or whatever. be thankful cuz this album was def worth the wait

YNTCD is 🤪👏👏👏🤪🤪🤪👏 I use that line everyday like u have no idea 😂 and now i have an album if things i could sayyyyyy! alll these singles are iconic and this is amazinggggggg 👌

The Archer is like the best thing ever! LIKE ITS TRACK 5?!!!! sijsjsk! It’s so vulnerable and true and i’m so happy we have it 🤧❤️ it made me cry bc it’s so metaphorical that it can connect with anyone 💕💕💕

OKAY BUT IN ALL! All the music is great and everything but you know what’s even greater? TAYLOR OWNS IT ALLLL! She’s her own company and some how that is everything! I’m sooo sssooo sooo happy that this is her first own album and she finally happy and in this amazing place. like everyone’s always complaining about watch out for taylor or she’ll write a song about you BUT if u treat her with respect and love she’ll write and album dedicated to you 🤧😍 (and the best songs of rep). This whole album is Taylor’s and it can rule the world! 💃 like literally it has a song for all the good people of the world 😌 like lyrics anyone can connect whether u have a love life or not this album is for everyone and it’s owned by the one and only taylor. Taylor i can’t thank you enough ever for sharing this absolute masterpiece with us, it’s so raw and true and vulnerable but you’re giving it to us to protect and cherish. i love it and a i LOVE(R) you TAYLOR 😘😘👏

THIS CAT ANGEL IS EVERYTHING 😻 @taylorswift

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garnetshell · 6 years

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@yukiothecollielover Here is the SECOND PART OF YOUR BIRTHDAY PRESENT! (used a reference for the last part.)

I’m SOOOOOOO sorry that it took so fucking long. But I wanted to make sure it was super sweet just for you.

First part

I’m so tired.Sleep deprived.

Okay script can be seen just fine when the image is saved, but because Tumblr is an asshole I’ll give the transcript.

Page 1:

Leo: Sssooo~

Donnie: *sigh*

Donnie: Look, Leonardo... I don't blame you for what happened in the Fade. I know it was a demon that was trying to tempt you, bend you into making a deal with it.

Donnie: It's just... when I got to you and saw that vision...it... was painful for me to see.

Leo: P-painful?

Donnie: I'm sorry, Leonardo.But I'm going to tell you something you don't want to hear;I love you.

Page 2:

Donnie: In the Fade... the Desire Demon made you see something you didn't want, warping your morality, trying to make you believe that the scene before you- of you having your way with my body- was what you really wanted.

Donnie:That creature wanted you to become greedy with lust so it could convince you to make a deal with it.

Donnie:And I hesitated.I saw what was before you and I hesitated in helping you because I felt something envious stir within me.

Donnie:I wanted it to be real.I wanted to feel you pressed against me.I wanted to taste your lips and feel the throws of passion with someone I choose.Not have it forced upon me like before.

Donnie:And I knew I couldn't have it.I was envious of that.And I'm disgusted with my behavior of wanting you in such a way.

Donnie:I'm sorry, Leonardo.I'm sorry.

Leo:Don't ever be sorry for wanting to beloved, Donatello.

Leo:Don't ever think that you deserve anything less than the utmost respect and dedication from your lover.

Leo:What the Desire Demon was showing me, it was -my- desire.I have fantisized about you many times in many different ways.

Leo:In the Fade, you saw something I want to do;but only a fraction.

Leo:If you would permit me, I will dedicate my life to you.I will keep you safe from all that I possibly can.I will try my best to make sure you would want for nothing.You would wear fine clothing, eat the freshest of foods,and sleep on the softest bed.

Leo:If you would permit me even one kiss, I would give you all of this and more.

Leo:Because, I love you.

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-Kiss-

Leo: Think I'm going to need a few more of those kisses to make sure I'm kissing you and not an angel from my dreams.

Donnie:You're a perfect sap, you know that?

Leo:Mmm~ I've missed your sass.

#my art #da turtles au #leotello #leo/donnie #leo/don #tcest #turtlecest #donatello #donnie #mage donatello #leonardo #leo #Templar Leonardo

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osakishinya · 6 years

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My Experience At Monsta X Concert

@last-dance-anywhere-but-here id like for you to read my experience bc i need to express my feelings i cant hold in my heart ^^

I was so nervous when i got to the theatre. My brother who went with me was trying to calm me down lol. I knew that we had tickets to go meet and high five them but I was scared that I was going to make the same mistake again and not get to meet them. *** Short Story last year: I bought tickets last year thinking that it was where the high touch area was at. But dumb me didnt check the seating chart correct and ended up at the very back of the theatre, meaning that i didnt get VIP seats and so no high touch. I was very upset. *** When I went to the front desk to ask them I was sssooo anxious and nervous. I didnt want to feel the same disappointment as i did last year when they told me that i didnt get the right tickets to meet them. As I waited anxiously for their reply, my heart almost stopped right then and there when the lady said, "So you are in the VIP section so you do get to join in the high touch."

Was I finally going to meet them in person?? Is this a dream?? Dont tell me wrong plz! Am I really going to meet Monsta X? The group that stole my heart?? The same group that always has me on my toes?? The very same group that taught me how to smile, how to laugh and how to love again?? My heart adn my brain can barely process it all. Standing in line for 3 hrs wasnt too bad....but why did it feel like forever?? Maybe bc I was too excited and anxious to see them. As I looked at the lanyard around my neck that said "VIP" I smiled and felt some weight lifted off my shoulders. I did it right this time around. I was finally going to see them face to face. I told my brother I wasnt going to cry this time bc i already kind of saw them already. (even tho the tickets i bought last year was all the way in the back!!)

*Fast Foreword* When we finally got to our seats, I was ssssoooo happy where we were seating. They were perfect! Right in the middle on the second row. My hands were shaking so bad bc i was so excited. Maybe too exited that I started literally hypevenilating. I was finally going to see them perform live at this close of a distance!

You know, ive always watched them from a distance. always watching their music videos and their live stages on youtube or on TV. I've always wondered if i would ever meet them in person. I told my mom at one point that if i meet them in person at least once in my life, my life will finally be complete. Why you ask?? They're just some boy group. No, they're not just any boy group. They're my happiness that I thought I gave up on. They helped me pick up the broken pieces of my heart that was shattered. They mean the world to me.

As soon as the music started and they rose from the stage, I swear time froze right there. Am I really seeing this?? Where they really in front of me?? Is this a dream?? Without realizing it, my vision was starting to get blurry. Am I really crying?? AGAIN?? I thought to myself, that I have to hold it in bc i didnt want to meet them with swollen red eyes, plus ruin my makeup i nthe process! Damn I knew I shouldve wore waterproof eyeliner! lol As they performed, all i could think was, wow.....they are real people living in the same time frame as me. And I finally get to watch them perform my favorite songs ive been listening to forever. Seeing Wonho just a few feet away from me was like a dream. His smile, his laugh, his silliness, all real. He's the very reason I can love again. His love for his fans, his love for his members, his love for music. That's the reason I can feel love again. Overall, they were all amazing!! They exceedingly performed very well!! It was the best performance yet!! As the stage was coming to and end, I felt like time went by too fast. I didnt want it to end. Ending it felt like the ending of our time together. The ending of my dream. Am I about to cry again?? Stop!! When it did end, we waited until it was time to go backstage to finally meet them. And oh man was my heart about to burst out of my body!

We went and stood in a single file line to go meet them. As the line was getting shorter and closer to them my breathing starting shortening. I couldnt breathe at all!! I turned to my brother to help me control my breathing. Im really going to meet them! Can I really do this without screwing anything up? Or fainting in front of them?? Im so nervous!! When it was finally my turn, Hyungwon was the first I saw. As I walked towards him and touched his hands, time literally froze right there when our eyes met. He was sssoooo ethereal that I swear there was light shining behind him at how handsome, how beautiful, how elegant he looked. He gave me the sweetest smile and said, "Nice to meet you, thank you!" My heart stopped right there. At that point I realized something.....no way, I think Im in love again. (im sorry Wonho!)

Though i wanted to stay longer with hyungwon, of course I had to move on. And so next was jooheon, he was sssooo super cute and adorable!! I finally got to see those cute dimples in person! Thought I wanted to touch his cheeks so bad I had to continue to move on! I.m was very handsome!! I mean he looked really good!! 3 years difference is ok right?? Im not that old! lol Kihyun was definately the highlight of my life. Not only cute but handsome and very friendly! I could tell he really loves his fans. His interactions with me and his fans was wonderful!

Then finally, next was my Won & Only. Wonho. The man I fell in love with. The reason for my life to be brighter again. The reason I can love again. As I touched his soft hands that felt like silk, I wanted to say something to him but I froze right there. Stupid me couldnt say anything!! I have so many things i wanted to say to him but there was just too little time. And so I quickly whispered a "I love you" to him. I think he didnt hear me bc i said it too quiet as he just smiled and nodded. Even though there are language barriers and even though he might've not heard or understand the words that came from my lips, the point is......i got to tell the man of my dreams that i love him. And Im content with that.

Shownu was next and i gotta say....he was FINE as HELL!! damn like when he performed on stage, i knew he was a really good at dancing but seeing him live made me realize that he really got some MOVES. He is just ssooo sexy and such a manly man! Now i understnd why fans call him a bear, a cute, cuddly, and manly bear that i wanna squeeze! Last but not least was Minhyuk. He was sssooo super adorable and his cute smile just made him even more adorable!! He made me feel so squishy and fluffy inside!! Omgsh i really just wanted to hug him so bad bc of how cute he was!

Without realizing it, my night was coming to an end. It felt so fast, too fast as i was leaving the building. Even though I saw them for just those few seconds, it wasnt enough. I didnt want to turn and look at the building bc i knew that if i did, i might run back in just to see them one more time. I wanna tell every single one of them that I love them all. So we headed back to the hotel, when i got to the hotel i walked towards the window and looked at the theatre from below. (we were at the very top floor BTW!). The sky was dark and the stars were already shining despite some clouds still roaming around bc it was going to rain. I reached up and touched the cold glass with my hands as I looked out the window. I sighed a breath and said aloud, "Im going to miss all of you....."

It was finally the next day to go home. As we packed our things in the car and started driving, I turned and watched the theatre disappear from a distance. Then the overflowing tears that Ive been holding this whole time came down like a waterfall. I couldnt stop myself. Even though i know its not the last time im going to see them but why does it feel like it is?? What is this pain i am feeling in my chest?? Why cant i stop the tears from flowing?? I dont like this feeling of pain at all. It really feels like a long distance relationship that's coming to an end. Why am I crying so much? I miss them that much even though it was just a short meeting?? Or Is it because im finally going back to my reality and I dont want to wake up from this euphoria? Maybe this is what missing someone really feels like. Maybe this is what love really feels like. With the short about of time of meeting them, it feels like you've known them your whole life. All i know was that, no words can describe what i just experienced. My love for them will continue on forever. I dont know if ill ever grow out from this, but right now just let me enjoy this moment just a little bit longer. Thank you Monsta X for everything. I love you.

#monsta x #wonho #hyungwon #minhyuk #shownu #jooheon #i.m #changhyun #kihyun #monsta x concert #monsta x chicago #my experience

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the-cowgirl-bookworm · 7 years

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Drunken Road Trips and Family Bonding

Chapter 1

Celebrate Good Times

Kraglin is telling the story for what has to be the tenth time, to the tenth different clan leader. "So I see Quill out there, holding Yondu and just bawling. I pulled them both in with the tractor beam and the kid starts crying even harder. The he grabs me!" Kraglin twisted his face, making a mockery of Peter's blubbery sobs. "'Is he dead? Come on, help me!' Kid runs back over to Yondu, who's just getting up, and tackles him down again. Wasn't until Yondu yelled at him to get off and hit him upside the head that he realized the captain wasn't dead!" This is met with a roar of laughter, and hundreds of drinks are raised the air, fifty different languages translating to one thing.

"To Yondu Udonta!"

Every bit of booze is downed, then more roars from the crowd for more booze, more music, more games, more stories. The Ravagers had been celebrating the near death of Yondu and his return to the Ravager fold for nigh on three days, and it was quickly looking to turn into three weeks with the way the news was spreading. Ravager ships were docked all around the galaxy, hundreds of planets filled with leather coated thieves and murderers, who has sworn off those aspects while they celebrated the return of one of their own.

Said returning one was currently sitting at a table above the pit that housed the vast majority of the bar. Surrounded by what he considered his family, Yondu was pounding drinks as fast as the rest of them, had already played ten games of Five Finger Filet with Stakar, the arrow occasionally wobbling as Yondu got drunker and drunker, his whistling slipping and threatening to remove one of Stakar's fingers. It was during the sixth game that a hush had fallen over the bar as a sleek suited Xandarian walked in, her bodyguards flanking her.

Nova Prime had walked calmly through the bar, right up to the makeshift dais. "Yondu Udonta, I am pleased to see you still among the living."

"And why's that, Irani?" Yondu had chuckled, tapering off into a whistle at the end which almost pierced Stakar's pinky.

"Xandar still owes you a great debt." She reached over and picked up whatever rot gut Yondu had been drinking. Sniffing, she downed it in one. The glass thudded back on the table. "And I do so hate when a debt goes unpaid."

Stakar smiled, patting the seat next to him. "I can think of a few ways you can repay it."

A guard immediately whipped his blaster at him. Nova Prime smiled. "Not likely Ogord. But paying for part of your revelry might be a start." She turned to the bar, raising her voice. "Tonight, your drinks are on the Nova Corps!" This is greeted with a yell, quickly followed by a drinking song about a Xandarian woman who had a hundred different partners and how she left one for the next until she had made her way through every species in the galaxy. At that, Nova Prime had joined the high table, and was currently matching Drax drink for drink.

Rocket had scampered up to a high place, drink clutched in one paw as he kept an eye on Groot who was running through the crowd as fast as his feet could carry him. The bartender had somehow managed to make something that a young Flora Colossus could drink. It was really just sugar water colored with different food coloring, but Groot was enjoying it as much as everyone else was enjoying their booze. For every different colored drink, he's sprout flowers and run around the bar passing them out.

Gamora and Nebula, were doing their equivalent of sisterly bonding, namely sparring so intensely that Yondu was surprised they hadn't broken any bones. They were on their third match, back to back as they fended off five mostly drunken Ravagers. Rule was that losers had to buy the winners drinks.

Now Peter, he had barely left Yondu's side all night. Kept reaching over, brushing his fingers across Yondu's shoulder as he got another drink. He was doing it again when Yondu spun around and grabbed his fingers. Hard. "You doin' that again, boy?"

Peter plastered a dopey smile over his equally plastered face. "Can't still quite believe you're here." His eyes darkened. "Don't want to almost lose you again."

The Centaurian snorted. "Lot meaner things than your jackass of a father have gotten closer, now quit touchin' me." He jerked his coat back over himself, the quick movement dislodging Peter's fingers.

Stakar chuckled. "Little family drama there, Udonta?"

"Shove it Ogord." He'd gone back to nursing his drink.

More Ravagers poured into the bar, already in a fine state of inebriation, and the sight of more of their kind only fueled those already here. Rocket ducked out when Groot fell off Nova Prime while braiding flowers into her hair, taking him to the rooms they'd rented before the massive party. Drax was currently passed out under the table, Nova Prime calmly speaking of the charms of Xandar and the honor in serving in the Nova Corps to one of the Ravager's better strategists, whose eyes were staring to drift away from Irani's face and towards the swell of her bust until one of the Xandarian bodyguards brought his blaster up to the table. At that, he suddenly straightened, listening intently.

Nebula and Gamora were being paraded from bar to bar, defeating the top fighters in each clan. And Peter was still by Yondu, unwilling to leave his side. He had a glassy look to his face, occasionally reaching towards Yondu, but quickly pulling his hand back when the other man noticed. He spoke slowly, words slurred as he tried to get them out. "'M glad you ain't dead." He poked the blue man on the arm. "Wasss sssooo scared."

Yondu jerked his arm away. "Gods Quill, you were out there longer than me when we pulled yer ass back in."

"You allmmoossst died."

"So did you." Yondu glared at the Terran. "And did I sit there motherin' ya? No, I whupped yer ass like ya needed."

"You wan' me to kick your ass?" Peter slurred, looking like he could do little more than raise his head off his hand.

"No, I want ya to quit treatin' me like I'm gonna disappear on ya." Yondu tried shifting in his chair, almost upending himself.

Stakar was laughing from where his head rested on the table. "You two got issues."

Every single person in this bar had issues, it came with being part of the Ravagers.

He kept going. "My dad, when he got mad at me and after we settled it, he'd take me out somewhere. Hunting, fishing." Stakar rolled his eyes up, "Whoring, fighting. Stealing was his favorite. He once stole a whole cargo ship, got the crew shit faced and they gave him the key." He kept laughing, until he fell out of his chair and the laughs turned to snores.

Peter smiled. "There's fisshh back in Miss, Missis," he screwed his face up in concentration, "Miss-ou-ri. Terra."

"What, you want to go fishing?" Yondu sneered, feeling the alcohol roiling in his gut. He wasn't drunk enough to get all mushy on the two Quill's he was seeing, but he was getting there.

"Yeah, Gramps he showed me real good spots." He began to describe them, each description getting more and more vague as the drinks kept coming.

Yondu stayed quiet, until he'd drank about four more rounds. Most everyone else had passed out, which meant it wouldn't get out if he acted a little more fatherly towards the boy. 'Sides, a trip to Terra was only thirty jumps, wouldn't be that bad. "You really want to go back to Terra, boy?"

"Yesshhh."

"Keep your damn mouth shut and come on then." Yondu stood, almost fell, then almost fell again when Peter quickly attached himself to Yondu's side. They made their way out as best thy could, which meant they only tripped over five different people, kicked three out of the way, and interrupted one mating ritual. Quill was nearly asleep by the time they reached what was left of the Eclector, and Yondu wasn't far behind. He left the boy on the captain's bunk, and the last thing he remembered was inputing the coordinates for Terra into the autopilot, because at that point the floor was nice and cold and his coat made a good pillow.

Nova Prime watched the ship leave, a small smile on her face.

#guardians of the galaxy #fanfic #fanfiction #yondu udonta #peter quill #groot #rocket racoon #gamora #nebula #kraglin #nova prime #stakar ogord

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cyberrat · 7 years

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Very SFW for this blog but how do u feel about young mchanzo where they meet and like each other but genji's in the background like .... whom the fuck does this man think He Is....... flirting with My Brother.... this weird American needs to Stop™ ???

hmmmm *rubs chin* I’m not really into jealousy scenarios, which is why I also usually don’t answer to asks about person A ‘punishing’ person B for looking at another or something. (I also generally sway away from ‘punishing’ asks because I hate that word so so much :’ ) )

sssooo... yeah... sorry x.x but Genji being in the background rubbing his chin going ‘hmmm maybe I can get the American to have fun with me and my brother’ now that is something different :3c

#peeps being cutie pies #Anonymous

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eastofthemoon · 7 years

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Hair Care in Space- Chapter 4

And for today’s @platonicvldweek Theme I got your back/Don’t Let Go I have my last drabble for the Hair Care in Space fic. There are going to be more chapters to that story but they shall be written by @isabeau25 when she finds the time to write them. So, look forward to that.

On that note, I do have two other fics for this week, so keep an eye out for those.

Till then, enjoy this!

Title: Hair Care in Space- Chapter 4

Rating: G

Series: Voltron Legendary Defender

Characters: Shiro and Pidge

Summary: Pidge has a problem and only Shiro can help her.

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“Shiro, I need your help.”

Shiro glanced up from the report he had been reading on his bed and turned his head.

“Sure, Pidge,” he started but then lost his train of thought.

Pidge was scowling, which already was not a good sign, and she had a large fluffy towel wrapped around her head. Add to that she didn’t hesitate nor wait for Shiro’s permission before shutting his bedroom door, and Shiro sensed something was a foot.

“Okay,” Shiro said as he set the report aside and stood. “What happened and who did it?”

He was half betting it was another one of Lance’s pranks, although that didn’t exactly roll out Keith. Even Coran could be rather mischievous at times.

Pidge pouted as she slumped. “Me, I did it to myself.”

Shiro raised in confusion. “You?”

Pidge rubbed her eyes. “I should have doubled check, but did I? NO! Smart me had to just go ahead and not bother to check-”

“Okay, Pidge, slow down,” Shiro said gently as he touched her shoulder. “What exactly did you do?”

Although, Shiro was betting it was connected to the towel wrapped around her head.

Pidge then went quiet and her eyes narrowed. “Promise, not to laugh?”

Shiro blinked. “Laugh?”

“At what I’m about to show you,” Pidge said as she grasped the end of the towel. “Promise not to laugh.”

Shiro raised and eyebrow as he folded his arms. “I promise to at least try, but I can’t guarantee.”

He had no idea what was underneath that towel. He might as well be honest with her.

Pidge pouted. “Shiro,” she whined.

“It’s the best I can do, Pidge,” Shiro said gently, “but come on. Whatever you did, I’m sure it’s not that bad.”

Pidge clearly thought differently, but she sighed in defeat as she began to unwrap the towel. “Brace yourself then.”

Pidge arms fell to ther side as the towel was unwrapped and reveal the bright green hair it had been containing underneath it.

Shiro stared wide eyed and dang it, he tried. He covered his mouth and even tried to bite his tongue, but a snicker came and then a snort. Before he could help it, he broke into a small laugh.

“Well,” he said with a chuckle. “At least you and Green Lion match now.”

“Shiro!” Pidge growled as she stomped her foot. “You promised you wouldn’t laugh!”

“I..ha ha, said I try,” Shiro chuckled, “but you got to admit this is funny.”

“Shiro,” Pidge whined.

Shiro wiped a tear from his eyes and took a deep breath. “Okay, okay, I’m good now,” he said as he glanced back and reached out to fingered her hair. “Sssooo, how exactly did you turn your hair green?”

Pidge gave a deep sigh as she went to sit on Shiro’s bed. “I ran out of shampoo, so I went to the supply closet and took out what I thought was more of it.” She fingered her bangs. “When I was done my shower, I found my hair like this. I’m assuming it was some kind of hair dye.”

“Why didn’t you ask Coran or Allura which bottle was the shampoo?” Shiro asked as he sat next to her.

Pidge slumped. “Because stupid me had assumed I had learned enough Altean that I could read the labels and figure it out myself.”

“But you failed,” Shiro replied as he stared at the hair.

“Massively,” Pidge replied and gripped his arm. “You gotta help me fix it before the others see this. I will NEVER live this down.”

Shiro gave a wince. “I’m not sure what I can do about this, except go and find Coran or Allura.”

“Coran is cleaning the healing pods with Lance,” Pidge replied. “The minute Lance sees me with a towel over my head, we both know he would pester me about it until I just showed him.”

“True,” Shiro replied, thoughtfully. “What about Allura?”

“She’s in the kitchen with Keith and Hunk.”

“Keith and Hunk wouldn’t care,” Shiro replied.

“Yes, but we both know Hunk can’t keep a secret from Lance to save his life,” Pidge replied dryly.

“That..is also true,” Shiro replied. Hunk was usually good keep his mouth shut on secrets, except when it came to Lance. The boy could always seem to know the right buttons to push until Hunk came clean with any secrets he was carrying.

“So, what I need you to do,” Pidge instructed, “is to go approach Coran, and tell him I need help without Lance knowing.”

“Ah,” Shiro said with a nod. “You need me as a messenger.”

Pidge relaxed and gave a smile of relief. “Yes, exactly.”

Shiro grasped his chin thoughtfully as a smirk came over his face. “Alright, Pidge I can do that for you.”

Pidge took in a deep breath. “Thanks-”

“After I take a photo,” Shiro said as he reached for a tablet and set it to the camera setting.

An expression of horror appeared over Pidge’s face. “What?”

“I need to keep this as a momento,” Shiro argued.

Pidge growled. “Why?”

“Because Matt would never forgive me if I didn’t take a photo of you right now like this,” Shiro said with a small smile. “And we can show it to him when we find him.”

Pidge paused and she narrowed her eyes like she was debating if it was worth it or not. After a moment, Pidge groaned and glared at Shiro.

“ONE PHOTO,” she said sternly. “Only one and if you dare breathe a word of this to the others no one will find your body.”

“Understood,” Shiro said as he hit the button on the tablet and took the photo. He found it very quite difficult to keep a straight face as he went to get Coran. Pidge with green hair was far too funny, and he knew that if Matt was there he would agree.

#platonicvldweek #day 5 #voltron #pidge gunderson #takashi shirogane #vld #fanfic

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