#but lord I. miss those pancakes

[wigglebox]

“What’s cookin’ good lookin’?”

#spnfanart #destiel #spncreatorsdaily #dean winchester #castiel #this was a commission prize won by someone on Twitter and they were super #patient with me as I picked and pulled over every pixel #they said their fav pancakes were blueberry so I did bluebrrry bc of that but also I love blueberry myself #and I made them in honor of the stack I can no longer have #when I go to Maine because the cafe closed during covid #also I’m gluten free now #but lord I. miss those pancakes

[dailypersonamodding]

Saturday, April 15th, 2023

[ Sorry for the prolonged absence! Life got complicated for both of the admins and for the time being you'll need to deal with me! ]

ANYWAY, Goro Akechi Time

So, as is considered nearly common knowledge by now, data present in P5 and P5R points to the existence of a scrapped Akechi Palace for our ✨lovely pancake boy✨, but how much is known about it *really?* Here's a data breakdown of the scraps left over!

Every field in Persona 5 has a Major and Minor Field ID, and the game is programmed to assume Major ID's between 150 and 200 are Palaces. The final game uses IDs 150 to 162 for each Palace like so:

f150 - Prologue [ Casino Duplicate ]

f151 - Castle Pt.1

f152 - Castle Pt.2

f153 - Museum

f154 - Bank

f155 - Pyramid

f156 - Moon Base

f157 - Casino

f159 - Cruiseship

f160 - Holy Grail Path

f161 - Mementos Depths

f162 - Labratory

As you can see, there are missing Fields between 157 and 159, but how can we prove this is Akechi? We look at the dialogue for negotiating with Shadows!

When knocked down, Shadows occasionally mention whatever Palace Ruler is currently active. This data is stored in BATTLE\TALK in various .BF ( Binary Flowscript ) files that are run based on the enemy type.

Inside the BMD ( Binary Message Data ) chunk of these files, there's some unused dialogue:

Flee while you still can! Ahahaha! It is futile to oppose Lord Akechi! You would do well to tread carefully. Lord Akechi is a man possessed of immense desire. Hmph… I wonder if your power would even pose a threat to Lord Akechi… I give up… *sob* Lord Akechiii…

There are 27 lines in total from Shadows referencing "Lord Akechi", all of them localized! Normally, this is where most investigation ends. There was a planned Akechi Palace between Sae and Shido, but all data was scrapped and any attempts to load into the Palace by force fail due to an intense scrub of all related data.

( Generally this is a sign things are not going well )

This, however is not the end of things just yet—Atlus was not entirely diligent in the data wipe. One of the things left behind is a single .ENV ( Environment ) file. These files—among many other things—specify properties like texture color, color grading, light effects and so on for every field.

ENV\ENV0158_001_000.ENV is found in this folder, corresponding to the missing 158 Palace ID. However, since there's no meshes left over, we can only see ENV 158's effects by placing it on another field. Here is the front hall of the Bank Palace as seen in-game normally:

Here is what Akechi's Palace would have looked like, at least the ambiance, had development continued:

( I'm sure someone can make some kind of argument about how this represents Akechi thematically, lord knows I can. )

One other aspect still remaining is found in FIELD\FTD\FLDDNGPACK.FTD, a list that specifies what encounters can be found in any Palace, along with loot in Chests and Search Objects. Akechi's DNGPACK List is not entirely empty!

We can see by parsing this file that Akechi's Palace would have had around 21 different Fields, about the standard for every Palace in P5R, though this excludes Safe Rooms. While the Encounter Entries sadly lead only to default Kamoshida Castle battles, his list references a unique Random Loot Table 7! At the time of writing, it appears no other part of the game references Random Loot Table 7. While it lacks unique items found in other Palaces, the data is indicative of what could've been found inside Akechi's Palace Search Objects.

Jades and Garnets are placed at surprisingly high priority, along with the Marble Chessboard. Of note are the items such as the Marble Chessboard and Brass Pocket Watch, those specific Item IDs cannot be found in any other location in the ENTIRE Random Loot Table .FTD file.

Until more info about how Palaces function is uncovered, it seems like our Detective Prince will continue to elude us in his heavily fog-covered ways, this subject clearly needs more research to find any more remnants!

That’s all for now, see you soon!

#persona 5 #persona 5 royal #persona modding #goro akechi #akechi goro #p5 akechi #p5r akechi

[arzuera]

Damian walked into the dining room where a few of his siblings and his father had already gathered for breakfast. In a slightly robotic movement, he headed over to his designated spot at the table and sat down. Bruce took a sip of his coffee while Dick yawned in his normal over exaggerated way. It was kind of surprising that he wasn’t face first in his cereal yet. Duke sat next to him, not fully awake himself though he was at least able to get a forkful of eggs to his mouth. Small victories. Damian sat in his chair, and Alfred brought him his breakfast of pancakes made of oat flour and almond milk. Setting a small dish of bananas and peanut butter next to it, along with a small syrup dispenser.

“Good morning, Damian,” Bruce said as he took a bite of his own breakfast.

“Morning, Father. Pennyworth.” The boy replied, and he also received a wave in greeting from Duke and a cut-off greeting from Dick as he yawned again.

“Good morning, Master Damian. I do hope you enjoy your breakfast. I made sure to make them with your favorite almond milk.” Alfred said kindly before heading back into the kitchen to finish preparing food for those who weren’t up yet.

Damian idly played with his food for a few minutes. Using a knife to put peanut butter on the pancakes or taking a bite of banana. Nervousness bubbled under the surface of his stoic demeanor. He could do this. It wouldn’t go wrong. He looked up to his two adopted brothers and his father, who wasn’t really paying him any mind. “I am… courting someone,” Damian said, watching as Dick and Duke’s heads whipped up, and Bruce looked at him with a soft smile on his face.

“Congratulations. That’s wonderful, Damian.” His father said with a warmth that didn’t always manage to reach his voice but this time it had. Duke let out a cheer and Dick was wiping a fake tear from his eye.

Seeing the positive response from his family, Damian continued. “I don’t know if we’re compatible yet. I just like him a lot and, physically, he’s very nice to touch.” Duke snorted a bit and Dick managed to keep a smile on his face without laughing as Damian kept talking. “I bought him a keychain. And a bracelet. Also, I’m going to drag him to a fair with local small business owners. The small one that is being held right outside of town.”

“As long as you are safe, having fun, and enjoying being with him, then you have my approval,” Bruce stated taking another sip of his coffee. Giving his son a proud look. “Small fairs are the best.”

Damian’s lips quirked up a small it in a rare smile. “He’s so cute. And works with small animals so we can bond about that too.”

Dick leaned forward onto the table with his elbows. “I’m glad you are having fun.”

“A fair!” Duke exclaimed with a big smile on his face. “With local small business owners. That’s the peak of romance oh my lord…” he fell back in his chair, fanning his face playfully, and Dick lightly knocked the younger boy’s shoulder.

“It’s so cute and romantic.” Dick agreed with Duke, taking a bite of his cereal and not missing this time since he was now fully awake.

Damian felt himself buzzing in excitement. His family doesn’t even know the boy’s name and they already approved. He looked up at them fully, his breakfast completely forgotten. “He promised to show me a woman who makes tea blends based on superheroes.” Damian’s normally monotone voice had an excited lilt to it that brought everyone in the current room into soft smiles.

“My best wishes on this romantic endeavor, baby bat,” Duke said with a twirl of his fork in the air.

“We both have a slight obsession with tea.” Damian continued on almost bouncing in his seat from all of the positive energy he was feeling.

“Oh my god.” Dick said at the same time that Duke replied “Oh my lord…”

“Keep him!” Dick exclaimed, standing up abruptly while brandishing his spoon at his little brother. “Even if only as a friend.”

Damian hummed in thought for a moment. “It’s more of a platonic one. I am aromantic after all.”

“Courting endeavor then,” Dick replied with a shrug not worried about the semantics and just happy his brother was happy. A smirk formed on his face as he said, “Damian, the aromantic, going on the most romantic date ever.”

Now that Damian thought about it, it really was kind of romantic, wasn’t it? “Should I tell him it’s a date? Should I?” he asked looking to his brothers and father for guidance before looking down at his pancakes. “Maybe not… I’m still feeling our relationship out…”

“DOES HE NOT KNOW IT’S A DATE? HE’S TAKING YOU TO SEE THE SUPERHERO TEA LADY?!” Dick exclaimed in slight disbelief and Bruce chuckled behind his mug. He leaned toward his little brother as close as the table would allow him to do. “Damian, is it a date? Because it sounds like a date.”

“Listen, the first time we went out, Danny bought me an iced tea on his insistence.” Damian rolled his eyes as he replied to his enthusiastic older brother. “Then brought me into a secret basement vinyl shop and let me place my chin on his shoulder. As in, I was fully pressed up against his back and watched him browse said vinyl.”

Dick stared at his little brother. “I think you have a boyfriend, baby bat.”

“Tt.” Damian tsked a bit and looked away from Dick. “I do not. I have only seen him once face to face. He has stated that he has never had a relationship, and I do not wish to make him uncomfortable by springing this upon him.”

“Do you talk on the phone or online? Because that definitely counts.” Dick asked, putting his head in his hands as he continued to look starry-eyed at his little brother.

“Yes but only after we met in person.”

“How did you two meet?” Bruce asked, taking the opportunity to chime in and learn more about the boy that Damian was interested in.

Damian pulled out his phone and scrolled until he found out what he was looking for. “There is a chat for trans people in Gotham, and occasionally, I will join in asking if anyone wishes to do activities together. Several people will then reply at once. That is how we met.”

Dick moved to sit properly in his chair after getting a stern look from Alfred. His pout turned into a thoughtful look as he rolled over Damian’s words in his head. “And on your first meeting, he bought you tea, and y’all cuddled up in a basement vinyl shop while looking at records together?”

“Mmm yes.” Damian nodded his head as he recounted the encounter in his head. “And he walked me to my designated safe drop-off and hugged me goodbye. He also hugged me hello, as well.”

“Was anyone else there?”

“For a brief period of time, yes. Others popped in after tea and hung around for about 40 minutes and then went their own way.”

Dick was vibrating in his seat, and it was obvious he was trying to contain it. “I’m trying not to get too excited about all the hugging because hugs entirely depend on the culture people grew up with, and one might see it one way but not another.”

“I am trying to be better with physical affection, but a lot of people aren’t so comfortable with me on the first try.” Damian had come a long way from the angry assassin child his mother had dropped off. “He was, though. That’s why I’m happy too.”

Duke chuckled. “Okay. Do you like him?”

“I do enjoy his company so yes. I do like him.”

Bruce cleared his throat when he saw the slight moment where there was hesitation on Damian’s face. Getting his children’s attention effortlessly. He turned his full attention to Damian as he set his mug down. “You don’t have to date Danny or label anything if you don’t want to. Just hang out and have a good time.”

Damian nodded his head briskly and quickly looked back to his breakfast with a secretive smile. “Yes. Thank you, Father. I will.”

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The dialog was done by 4 peeps in the batpham server with the one as damian being gay motherfucker.

These peeps are cute ya'll

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[dorothy-rainbird]

Here part 2

“Y/n? Why does Bu look so depressed?”

Kuni poked at a purple blob in his picnic basket as he took a bite of his sandwich.

“What do you mean? He was fine a few days ago.” You answered from his lap. That’s right. You both are currently having a mid night picnic at Starsnatch Cliff. Eating sandwiches while laying on Kunikuzushi’s lap as he eats his own. The only problem is that Bu seemed sad about something, sitting inside the picnic basket and making sad squeals that sound like “sighs”.

You sat up from his lap and inspected the blob in the basket. Good lord it seems it’ll deflate like a balloon any second. Wonder what’s troubling Bu…

“Yeah but…he’s kinda off these days.”Kunikuzushi looked at Bu worried. He continued, “He doesn’t even go beyond the garden anymore. I don’t think it’s healthy for him to stay holed up in a limited space.”

“Is he sick or something?” You finished your sandwich and carefully picked Bu out of the basket. Instead of being a happy energetic blob, you were met with a sad little slime.

“Oh no…something IS wrong with him.”

______________________

Bu’s sad behaviour has now taken 2 days. He only likes to be in the garden and with his daddy. You’ve flipped through every book on slime illness but none helped. Kuni isn’t having it easier either. He is stressed to the point he ruins his sleep schedule. You wonder…Is he terrified of losing Bu? You wouldn’t lie that you were also scared if anything happened to him. There’s gotta be a reason he is so depressed. So, with another sip of coffee at 11pm, you began to flip through the books again. There’s gotta be something you misse-

???

You heard snores from the living room…

Slowly getting up from your seat and out of your room, you tip toed down the hall.

In the living room, was Kunikuzushi, hugging Bu and a small plant?? They are fast asleep on the couch with a huge messy pile of books surrounding them. You sighed. Quietly getting a blanket, you draped it over them and started cleaning the mess. Once satisfied with the result, you turned to leave when someone grabbed your wrist…

Kunikuzushi was holding it.

“Please don’t go…” he muttered half asleep.

After processing for a few seconds, you gave a small smile and gently used your free hand to caress his cheek. Your eyes wandered on Bu, and you gave the sleeping slime a soft pat. It gave a low squeal and cuddled closer to into its plant.

Sitting beside them, and without causing much disturbance, you guided your roommate to lean on you. He did so sleepily and snuggled into you with Bu and the plant still in his arms as you held them and fell into slumber yourself.

______________________

You woke up. Still on the couch? Yes. Cuddled with your family? No. Where are they?

Just when you thought of that question, you heard noises from the kitchen. Ah…right, they are probably in the kitchen.

You got up from the couch and stretched. Thank god it was a Sunday.

After washing up, you make your way across the hall (a familiar plant catching your sight sitting next to the window) and into the kitchen next door. You met Kuni making pancakes.

“Good morning” you wished him and plopped onto the counter. He looked at you and returned the greeting with a sad little smile. He’s still stressed. You huffed.

“Are you still worried about Bu?” You gently asked him. That remaining small smile of his fell as he hastily flipped a pancake.

“*sigh* Don’t worry, whatever it is, must have a reason. Trust your guardian buddy, we’ll fix the problem in no time!” You tried reassuring him which was replied by another sigh.

“I don’t know…he’s been like this for three days now. It’s pretty concerning. What if we don’t-“

“Oi Oi Oi! Don’t think any of those bad thoughts. You gotta stay strong and positive for him, okay?” You gave him a light bonk.

“Right…”

…..

“By the way why were you hugging a plant in your sleep last night?” Curiosity strikes again. Hold on is that Kuni or a tomato cuz god damn he is red in embarrassment.

“U-Uh…well…ahem, Bu really liked the plant and would whine if I tried to take him away from it…” he tried saying that with a straight face. Keyword: tried. His face was a red mess.

“So…you slept with the plant?” You raised an eyebrow and smirked. He only managed to squeak out a “yes”. ‘Why tf is he so cute?’ you mentally squeal over him.

Wait…speaking of plant where is the tiny blob who cuddled it?

“Kuni, where’s Bu?” You asked.

“Oh, he’s in the garden, probably digging into the soil again.” He chuckled. That’s right our electro slime likes to bury himself in the ground. What a weird little slime Kuni found….

“Pfft, cuddling plants? Burying himself in the ground? What is he? A dendro slime?” You joked as you approached the back door to the garden. Little did you know….

__________________

“Hey little buddy.” You greeted Bu. Kuni was right about him digging holes in the ground. Bu looked up to you from the small pit he was halfway in. He still had a sad look on his face but something was off…Without any squeaks of acknowledgment, he turned to the fence, staring at something.

You stopped in your tracks for a second.

“Everything good?” You tilted your head. No response….you wonder…

You crouched down to his level and tried to spot what he was looking at. Was there something wrong with the fence? Were the small doors for him to crawl in and out of the garden too small? You looked harder and then you realised that…he wasn’t staring at the fence. He was staring beyond it.

Squinting hard, you catch a glimpse of…Dendro slimes…? Now it was pure confusion. Why was he so gloomy at the sight of dendro slimes? Did they bully him whenever he went out?

The dots didn’t connect until Bu hopped out of his hole and approached the small pond in your garden. (Yes you have a pond in your garden fight me)

He stopped at the water and looked at his reflection and made a noise that sounded like a sigh.

Cuddling with plants…digging holes in garden….

Aaand the dots connected.

___________________

“Y/n! Bu! Breakfast is re-AAH“ Kunikuzushi was interrupted when the back door opened to loudly he jumped.

“I KNOW WHAT THE PROBLEM IS!” you declared with Bu in your arms.

______________

“So let me get this straight…” Kuni sat in front of you and Bu on your lap, arms folded.

“Bu thinks he is a dendro slime.”

“Mhm”

“But he doesn’t look like one,”

“yep”

“And he gets insecure because of it.”

“Correcto!” You nodded.

There was silence for a moment.

“I mean...I guess it does explain his obsession with plants and distaste for those electro crystals…”

“It does!” You exclaimed.

…

Kunikuzushi picked up Bu from your lap and looked into his eyes.

……

“What are we going to do…?” He asked in a hush whisper.

You pondered for a moment and then…, an idea struck.

“Kuni you know how to sew right?”

“Yes but how will sewing help?”

“Okay so- hear me out..”

_____________One hour later…

“Bu~ we’re back!”

“Bu?”

Huh…where did he go?

“Y/n I don’t see Bu anywhere-“ kuni called as he looked under the cushion.

“Calm down he’s probably in the house somewhere. You can’t expect him to sit in one place for an hour.” You replied while checking under the table.

“Right”

“Bu! Where are you?”

“Come out little buddy we got a surprise for y- oh…Kuni I found him!” You saw the familiar blob nestled next to the same plant. The plant next to the window in the hall…

“Oh really? There you are!” Kunikuzushi stood next to you and saw his slime child snoozing away.

He chuckled.

________________

Bu woke up. His “antenna” feeling funny. He didn’t know what the reason was. It was mid afternoon now with the sky bright blue and for some reason he wanted to go out…

He started off by deciding to “hug” daddy first before leaving. He hopped off the window and made his way to the living room where his family was playing “chess” or whatever they called it. He stopped next to where his daddy was sitting and nuzzled against his leg. Kuni looked down on him and made a “surprised” gasp.

“Y/n look! Bu grew into a dendro slime in his sleep!” He giggled. Bu was confused now.

“Oh my! That is the prettiest dendro slime I’ve ever seen~” you played along.

Bu just stared. Did he finally grow into a dendro slime…? You got him a mirror and-

He was surprised at first, then began shaking with joy. He finally turned into a dendro slime!

You watched in amusement as he hopped around the round with loud squeaks and finally into Kuni’s arms where he got a nice hug.

“Who’s my little dendro slime? You are~” Kuni raised him high up and cooed at him.

“Congrats little buddy! Say, don’t you dendro slimes want to cuddle plants or something?” You raised a playful eyebrow at the slime while patting him. Plants…that seemed to hype him because he jumped out of Kuni’s arms, gave him and you a quick affectionate nuzzle and hopped his way to the garden.

“There, he’s back to normal now. Told ya you could trust your guardian buddy~” You grinned and elbowed him playfully.

“Nice sewing skills by the way. No way I could have made that flower petal acces-“ you paused.

Kunikuzushi was looking at you. Into your eyes. His eyes had pure admiration in them adorned by a small dreamy smile…

You chuckled and pat his head. “Come on dreamer boy, help me with drying the laundry.”

He snapped out of his admiration and replied with a sheepish smile. “Right!”

Here, part 4

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[iamyoursonly]

Sunrise (7/11/2023)

it’s the prequel to sunsets but it’s not a must to read this before that, it can be read separately too, also I’m running out of ideas so this is kind of short :< but enjoy!!

Morning skies are elegant and beautiful, it somehow reminds me of the fresh feeling of grass. Every morning I would wake up in your arms and when I look out of the window, the first thing I see is the beautiful sunrise.

"Hey ‘Toru?" I’d say when I nudge you, and you would mumble, "Nooooo, I don’t want to get up yet..!!" into your pillow, because the sun always shines in your eyes. But once you peak out of your pillow, and your eyes make eye contact with mine, it seems like those eyes signified forever.

That day, I remember was your birthday. December 7th. It was freezing cold, and the sunrise was particularly late. I don’t know if the Gods took a liking to you and gave you the privilege to sleep longer on your birthday or what, but the way you were breathing soundly next to me, made me feel guilty to wake you up.

A god. That’s what you look like. But more like a divine God, to be honest, your outlooks are so gorgeous and so beautiful I could stare at it all day. I mean those visuals? How could I be that lucky woman that stole your heart.

Your morning voice was especially groggy, "Mornin’ baby" You’d smile, even when your eyes can barely open. You’d come closer to me and wrap me in your arms, and we’d fall asleep together again on the weekends after seeing the sunrise.

I remember one morning when you woke up earlier to make me pancakes and I jolted up after a nightmare, you rushed in after hearing me scream and you left the pancakes burning. We spent a few hours washing the pan. But the laughter and the fun we had was unforgettable, you looked adorable in the pink apron with ‘You love the chef’ written on it. "Awww, Satoru you’re adorable" I would squeal every time I see you in that thing, and it’s true, you look stunning in that it’s almost breathtaking.

Oh my lord, your smile is so precious I would want it stored in a museum or somewhere safe and  away from touch. Being possessive was your thing but now it’s mine, because why would you flash that smile of yours everywhere and to other girls? It’s meant for me only. Me only.

I love you I love you I love you, I’d chant that until you know it in your soul, I was in love, but maybe just obsessed with you in other people’s eyes. But I think deep down you know that I love you so much I’d risk my life for you.

 

It was like that with you until you weren’t here anymore…

 

One morning when I woke up, with the same old warm sun shining onto my face, and on my left, you weren’t there. I went around the house looking for you but you weren’t there anymore. There was just a note left on the stool which read, ‘I’m sorry baby’. The handwriting was literally yours and I just can’t understand why…

Sunrise was my favourite time of the day, but only if you were by my side, but when you aren’t it just makes me feel lonelier and lonelier, until I close my curtains every night to sleep, so I don’t see the sun when I wake up. The sun reminded me of you, not the stupid fresh feeling of grass anymore.

When I take a stroll down the streets near we live, I miss when you hold my hand in this cold weather and keep me warm. I miss when you give me your jacket even if you’re cold yourself too. I miss you.

All that joy and glee you brought to me had faded away over time, our relationship turned into nothing, even worse you had never even formally broke up with me. I had to sigh and rest my eyes from crying at every thought of you.

But now I know, sunrises aren’t good without you, so are sunsets.

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sunsets

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[snowdrrops]

LOVE & LIP-GLOSS

FEAT: haino/cytham WC: 1.7k SUMMARY: a simple goodbye kiss leads to the most embarrassing day of haitham's life

or you can read it on ao3 here :)

Alhaitham didn't say much when Kaveh excitedly called Cyno over to his room to take a look at some of the gifts he had received from his clients for his good work. 

“My client owns a cosmetics brand, you see. So she gave me some samples to try out.”

He heard a series of gasps and 'Oh, what's this?' but paid them little mind, his attention on his book instead.

It’s only when Kaveh said, “How does he look?” did Alhaitham look up at Cyno, who had a trail of black eyeliner just above his eyelashes. 

Although Alhaitham will admit that he does think Cyno has been attractive since their schooling days, it is his mind that he fell in love with. Nevertheless, eyeliner did work its wonders on him. 

But he didn't want to admit this out loud, especially in front of Kaveh. He had no interest in dealing with the constant teasing that would follow for weeks. 

Hence, his response was, “He looks alright.” 

Kaveh visibly deflated. “Fine?! I spent a good fifteen minutes on him– how could you just say fine?”

Cyno, on the other hand, is a lot more reserved about his response. Alhaitham almost missed the flicker of emotions in his eyes before it quickly dissipated into his usual calm demeanour. 

He dismissed this thought. Perhaps it was a trick of his mind, nothing else.

Kaveh continued rambling on about his unappreciated efforts, dragging Cyno away to redo his eyeliner.

Alhaitham returned to his book.

A little over a week later, Alhaitham arrived home to find Cyno and Kaveh in a deep discussion. 

They didn't even notice him as he entered the living room. 

Curiosity piqued, he attempted to listen in. 

“I’m not too sure… this could become a problem for us and, by extension, the Akademiya.”

A laugh followed by, “You're worrying too much! He could always make up some excuse for himself, anyway.”

“Yes, but what will people think of him?”

“Are you kidding? Those Akademiya gossip mongers will never stop talking about it! Maybe people will start to like him more.”

“Eh…”

Kaveh abruptly stood up, clasping his hands together. “Well then, we should start planning how you should– Alhaitham?! What are you doing here?”

He returned Kaveh’s shock with a blank look. 

Cyno turned to face him as well, his expression sheepish and surprised. “When did you arrive?”

“Approximately five minutes ago. I didn't want to interrupt your conversation,” he said, eyeing them suspiciously. “So, what were you two so engrossed in?”

“N-nothing of great interest, of course! We were talking about…” he trailed off, giving Cyno a look. 

“A novel that Kaveh had ordered from Inazuma last week. It speaks of the struggles Akademiya scholars face,” Cyno finished for him while looking as composed as always. 

“Yeah, what he said!” Kaveh chimed in. 

Alhaitham didn’t believe them one bit, but he decided to play along. “I see. Could you give me the title of the book? I’d like to give it a read.”

Kaveh’s expression turned into one of sheer panic. “You wouldn’t like the book at all. In fact, you would hate it so much that you’d go to Lesser Lord Kusanali suggesting implementing a ban on it in Sumeru.”

Alhaitham saw Cyno suppressing a smile. 

He didn’t know what compelled him to not press the issue any further. Maybe it’s the exhaustion wearing on him, being the acting Grand Sage had its toll after all. Although it would’ve been entertaining to watch Kaveh struggle to come up with excuse after excuse, Alhaitham prefers the truth from Cyno.

Cyno was noticeably happier the next morning, 

He got up half an hour earlier to prepare breakfast: warm pancakes topped with honey and blueberries. 

Alhaitham didn’t find this that unusual, since Cyno enjoys whipping something up once in a while. It was a hundred times better than the dry sandwich stuffed with cheese that they purchased from the bakery every morning.

Still, he asked, “What’s the special occasion?” 

Cyno looked at him from across the table in disbelief. “What?”

Alhaitham gestured to their food. 

“Oh, this?” He waved it off. “Felt like doing something for you.”

Alhaitham believes that words are meant to sugarcoat the truth, and that they come at a price of nothing unless accompanied by a supporting action. Cyno causes this opinion of his to waver. His words break the barrier Alhaitham has set for himself and the fact that Alhaitham does nothing to amend this says a lot in itself.

They finish eating and washing up. The usual routine consisted of them leaving together and separating ways at the Akademiya, so they did just that. 

“I’ll see you tonight?” He said it like a question, because Cyno’s working schedule is never fixed. If he deemed a case too important, he wouldn’t stop till he had closed it. 

“Definitely,” was not the answer he had expected, but he accepted it anyway. 

Out of the blue, Cyno stood on his tiptoes and gave Alhaitham a lingering kiss on his cheek before retreating back playfully.

Alhaitham disregarded the red that had formed on his face. He was confused, yes, but he didn't complain either. Hopefully Cyno will take that as a sign. They weren’t anything close to affectionate, but Alhaitham decided he did like these simple gestures.

That day that goes by is probably the strangest one he’s ever lived.

Everywhere he goes, no matter if it was the House of Daena or the eateries in Sumeru city, people will not stop gaping at him.

After he parts ways with Cyno, he heads straight to his office to work on some paperwork. He receives a few guests, who all look equally shocked to see him. Seriously, he’s been the Acting Grand Sage for three months now. How are they still reacting in this manner?

As he leaves the Akademiya to head to the city during his lunch break, cliques of scholars whisper after him. He doesn’t bother to hear a word of the nonsense they’re sprouting, and opts to focus on his newly arrived book about psychology. 

Alhaitham heads back to his office a few minutes ahead of time, since he’s had enough of the wide-eyed stares directed towards him. Although he is aware of the fact that people did stop to glare at him whenever he passed, he didn’t realise that this many people were upset by him. 

But it isn’t as though he cared for their perceptions of him, so he goes about his day paying them no mind.

One person, however, does have the guts to approach him as he passes her along the corridor. 

“Acting Grand Sage Alhaitham,” she greets, bowing so low that it’s a surprise she doesn’t fall over. “Have you looked at yourself today?”

He doesn’t feel anger towards her. She couldn’t have meant it literally, since he did take a quick glance at himself in the mirror before leaving the house. So, what did he have to look at? His actions?

“Whatever do you mean by that?”

She looks up at his expression and bows down again. “Forget I said anything! You look as normal as always! Sorry for wasting your precious time!” 

He barely hears the last sentence as she scurries off in a hurry to get away. A crowd of onlookers are not-so-secretly listening in on their conversation, and they quickly disperse when he gives them a look of impatience.

Nothing but endless questions filled his mind, which was a rare occurrence. 

He ends the day with a meeting with Lesser Lord Kusanali, who gives him the same look he’s gotten the whole day. Alhaitham is beyond baffled. 

“Is there something wrong with my face?”

The question visibly surprises her. Kusanali takes a moment to give it some thought, before she responds with, “No, nothing is wrong with your face.”

He breathes out a sigh. “That doesn’t explain why everyone’s been gaping at me the whole day.”

“The problem lies with what is on your face,” she continues with a hesitant smile. “I don’t know if you want to see it.”

“That bad, then?” 

Lesser Lord Kusanali conjures up a mirror with Dendro and hands it over to him. 

She’s right; there’s no issue with his face. He looks exactly as he did yesterday, except for a lip gloss stain on his right cheek, exactly where Cyno had kissed him this morning. 

Now he knows why Cyno was a tad more energetic this morning. Alhaitham hands the mirror back to Kusanali as he thanks her.

Alhaitham can’t find it in himself to be annoyed at Cyno, for some odd reason. Although it would cause him a headache dealing with all those nosy people, he feels underwhelmingly upset. In fact, Alhaitham finds himself smiling. 

“You must really like him,” Kusanali says, causing Alhaitham to raise his gaze towards her.

“Pardon?”

She laughs into her hand. “Oh, it’s nothing.”

As Kaveh had predicted, this news travelled far and wide, going as far as to Inazuma city. 

It reached Liyue first, where a friend of Alhaitham's spent his time listening to the storytellers of the harbour. When he heard this piece of gossip, he merely chuckled.

Many authors of the Yae Publishing house have gained a spark of writing inspiration from this, and were fighting to see who can publish a new novel that would take the nation by storm the quickest.

As for the people of Sumeru, it's crystal clear that this would not be dying down anytime soon. The Akademiya public message board is bombarded with messages.

‘Is nobody going to talk about it?’

‘No, we were waiting for someone else to start the conversation.”

‘Now that that's out of the way, who are your best guesses?’

‘My instincts tell me it’s someone within the Akademiya.’

‘Duh. Of course the Grand Sage would have tastes refined enough to choose someone of high intelligence.’

‘How about General Mahamatra?’

‘Now that I think about it, they did go to school together.’

‘Doesn't General Mahamatra have a special relationship with a certain Forest Ranger, though?’

‘Eh?! When did that come about?’

‘Are you living under a rock?’

‘Hey, not everyone's got time for gossip…’

#genshin impact #cyno x alhaitham #haino #cytham #general mahamatra #alhaitham

[slovo-kvnnt]

✦HEADCANONS by

Tf2 Freakshow.✦

<×(and small drawings of my Heancanons)×>

⚠️warning⚠️.

These ARE HEADCANONS, that is, they are not really canons of the characters and it is used for PERSONAL USE. nothing here is confirmed by the creators of different Freaks. but hey thanks for watching ;).

✦Panis cupcakes may not know how to read, write or even count well, but he is an excellent piano player.

(by the way I made these drawings of the different versions of painis cupcakes, includes my Heancanon).

✦Intelligent Heavy and Vagineer are the only ones with the sense of humor of...

MATHEMATICAL SCIENCES.

✦Both Cakehole and Pi$$ are fans of Naruto. And in fact, Cakehole is the vice-president of the Otaku Club and Handsome Rogue is the president-at-large.

✦Ass Pancakes is wondering if he's really straight.

that is why both Gentlemanspy, as Spyper and even his best friend, SoupCock Porkpie often call him "bisexual Dumbass".

✦Pi$$ cakehole unlike the others, he needs glasses to see from a distance or read more comfortably. But once Cakehole grabbed his glasses and half and part of the glass broke, so he had to fix it himself, and since that day nobody touches him.

and curiously, he is in a relationship with Cbs but let's say that his relationship is something... unusual

(and they both smoke marijuana, while Cakejole prefers cocaine)

a strange mix between obsession and hate... yes hehe...

✦Polite Spy when he has a specific feeling or emotion his eyes change color depending on what emotion it is.

✦Cps smokes in the church bathroom, yes literally everyone calls him a ...

H Y P O C R I T E

EVEN ERZENGEL, Karmasolly and Dream demo (rarely, but does).

✦Allright, we all know that erzengel and cps hate each other and it's for the same reason that cbs would HAVE to BE in hell. but let's say that he only defended him from his fate and that's it, arguments, fights, dissolution, etc., but even so Brutal and Pure are friends.

✦Karma Soldier and Lord Degroot used to be best friends until one day everything changed forever ...

✦Each Freak has his sexual orientation or how that Freak identifies.

for example, Soldine IDENTIFIES AS AN ORANGE CAR- okno( but they tend to make those kinds of jokes with Ghost, MSG, Orangeman, Cyborgneer and Medizard).

(I was thinking about digitizing but due to personal problems and mere laziness, I couldn't do it, and now I realized that I didn't color the pants from CBS XDDDDDD)

✦The Spyper Red, or simply Red. And his personality is the opposite, he is someone malevolent and a professional psychopath.

✦Medizard x Cakehole pi$$ is good

✦Demo Samedi and Samedi Spy are Haitian

✦Ghost doesn't like to be called "GHOSTY" (Major and Soldine never misses an opportunity to call it that).

✦Madic has a collection of pigeons in his laboratory and one of the birds he has is a raven named Lewis, after Major Lewis.

✦Cyborspy has CyborSoldier as a sex slave. not to specify their shady situations... but for now no one knows... FOR NOW.

CyborPyro has the appearance of a woman, because once everything was destroyed. The only thing they were able to recover was his head and some small parts of it.

Cybormedic cleverly spruced up its appearance and gave it some personality and the FemCyborPyro was born. her appearance is because it would be easier to distract her enemies using her female "Methods".

Fem/CyborPyro can be identified as both "SHE" and "HE" but can also be referred to as "they" or "It"

✦Cyborscout and Drunk Monk (actually this is Canon XD) are a couple. And they're planning a wedding, they just can't decide who the best man will be.

precisely MSG and cyborneer fight over that.

✦everything you saw here is an "AU" Alternate Universe (Slovo's AU).

a world where innocent respawners and mercenaries leave the servers empty and discolored.

The pacifist Freaks are more dangerous than the feared High Ranker, but their psycho mode or "killer instinct" is disabled, of course unless you want to unleash TRUE CHAOS.

Let's assume that the real danger would be the peaceful Freaks like Cps, I.H and Politespy ESPECIALLY.

So HECU, from time to time interrogate Freaks of this type and examine their way of thinking, socializing, defending themselves, and seeing the Tf2Freaks-Wolrd in their angle view ...

"So, those idiots over there *points to all the freaks, including Soldine and the entire HECU staff* are they one step from the far future?...."

yes... but not at the same time. My AU is in the 20's post 2001. Psycho Freaks lost interest in killing due to server inactivity and are getting more and more modernized, until reaching a "current" state.

HECU Staff Documentary Narrator: Everyone is in a neutral or peaceful state for now, but they miss the good old days...

#erzengel #cyborgmedic #tf2 freak #freak fortress 2 #christian brutal sniper #tf2 headcanons #cps #polite spy #Spyper #gentlemenspy #dream demon #Soldine #karma soldier #Lord Degroot #my au #Slovo's AU #Cybormedic #Cyborneer #stuff #digital art #ibispaint art #my art uwu #intelligent heavy #christian pure spy #cbs x psch #piss cakehole #tf2 freakshow #cakehole piss #team fortress 2 #painis cupcakes

[dat-bruv-person]

hihi how are u doing today!? :> can i get single dad hcs (aged up characters ofc) with izuku midoriya, katsuki bakigou, and kirishina with a teen daughter reader. platonic ofc

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ singlehandedly single

a/n: hello anon, nice to see you - I am fine. I changed the reader to gender neutral if you don't mind, and the skin colour of your other parent is not stated for those who are poc, because of diversity :)

gn!reader, poc!reader friendly always mwah <3

彡

Single Dad!Deku cried when his spouse left him, to this day he still doesn't know the reason. All he knows is that when they gave birth, they handed over his legacy of a child and walked out after recovery. You, [name] Midoriya, were his miracle. You were his pride and joy, the apple of his eye, his everything: he couldn't afford to let you go. So he worked. He worked tirelessly to be a role model for you, and his heart beat to see you smile. Unfortunately for him, his happiness was short lived because, a few years later after his ex-spouse found out how smart and talented and gorgeous you were, they came back to collect you. You didn't know what was happening, you just wanted to stay with your dad, but after hours of screaming they finally left you to him - oh but they didn't hesitate to give you their number in case you changed your mind. Single Dad!Deku grinned when you turned 16 and bought you the newest car available- in four different colours. He's the number one hero for fuck's sake! Still, if that pathetic excuse of an ex tries to come back because of high you are now, they'll have another thing coming.

Single Dad!Bakugou calls you squirt, angel and kiddo, he ruffles your hair when you get an achievement, and, oh my lord, he never stops bragging about you. His side chick left him because she claimed that he never paid attention to her, that she wasn't his priority- he wasn't even married to the nigga 😮‍💨. She walked out on him angrily, telling him that she was going to raise you better than he could ever imagine, and that he'd come back for you. The pain was too much for her after labour and told him that he caused her this pain. She gave you up. Shitty woman, he was going to give you the best fucking childhood you'd ever have, and one day you'd be as great as him. Single Dad!Bakugou ditched the car and took you on walks every day to get some fresh air. He'd make the best breakfasts and cook you the best lunches: fluffy and thick pancakes stacked on top of each other that jiggled like ass cheeks when you poured the syrup on top, and a top-notch Caesar slada with grilled chicken and hot white rice accompanied with chilled water. No sweet shit until dessert: a slice of cheesecake with powdered sugar on top. ONE SLICE! Okay that slice is a bit small, go on take another if you must. You grew up healthy and loved. Single Dad!Bakugou never missed any of your performances or activities, and cheered for you the loudest. You are even better than him now! Excuse him from leaving your 16th birthday celebration, but he has to double check the locks, should the mother find out that her child is living the dream.

Single Dad!Kirishima was so happy when he won the court trial to be able to keep you. He tries his best to make you happy, and you can bet he's done a great job of that. You were surrounded by many other parental figures from childhood: Auntie Mina, Uncle Denki and Uncle Sero. From piggyback rides to going on holiday every summer along with their kids, your life was fun filled. You visited your other parent every weekend, where they'd try to outdo Eijirou by playing games with you, introducing you to their friends, arranging meet ups with celebrities and taking you to all-you-can-eat buffets. Whenever you got home, full of bliss, it never failed to make you slightly upset when they exchanged glares. Single Dad!Kirishima never told you why him and your parent split up, often changing the subject instead to something like what you wanted for your birthday in ten years time. You were as happy as could be, and proved yourself in many different ways: both parents were proud of you. Your dad went the little extra mile on you sweet 16, opting to hire planes to fly and write messages for you in the sky. Of course, this struck competition between the two of your guardians as the other had daytime fireworks spell out your name in bright gold letters which, to Eijirou's dismay, looked absolutely beautiful. Back and forth it went, money draining from each others pockets until it was a fucking statue of you built in the front garden with a fountain. Goodness knows how much debt those two are in.

#ainsley writes #ainsley's gift pile #ainsley answers #mha x reader #bnha x you #mha x you #bnha x reader #bnha x poc!reader #bnha x black!reader #mha x black reader #mha x poc!reader #bnha x gender neutral reader #mha x gender neutral reader #bakugou x gn!reader #bakugou x black reader #bakugou x poc reader #bakugou x platonic reader #deku x black!reader #deku x poc! reader #deku x platonic reader #kirishima x gender neutral reader #kirishima x black reader #kirishima x poc!reader #kirishima x platonic reader #deku x gender neutral reader

[dragonfryed]

trip down memory lane - eddie munson

//warnings//: mentions of death, implied depressive state, but other than that, just bittersweet energy

note: this is the first time I've ever written something like this so if it reads like it was written by a middle schooler, I'm still learning.

An old bleach stained metallica t-shirt, and a pair of ratty old converse.

That was all you had left of eddie, all that was left of the boy you had loved so deeply. You had never expected him to pass so young, but nobody did.

After he passed, it left you feeling like a part of you was missing, like there was a hole in your heart that could never be filled. though you knew this wasn't what he would've wanted you to be feeling, you couldn't help but grieve the loss of someone who meant more to you than anyone ever had.

You never thought you would lose him, you had always seen the two of you growing old together, having slow sunday mornings with pancakes and coffee, laughing and watching old movies on rainy days cuddled in blankets and enjoying eachothers company.

But instead you were in your room, crying into your pillow and clinging to the faint scent of him that was still stuck on the fabric of the bleach stained t shirt you were wearing and staring at his shoes, that had been left in the corner of your bedroom trying to convince yourself he wasnt entirely gone, that you still had some part of him with you in these material things. you couldn't fathom the idea of living without him, and you never thought you would have to go through this.

As you lay there, snotty nose and puffy face, you remember all the moments you and eddie shared in this town, you think about that girl wearing baggy jeans that caused her to look much shorter than she was with an extremely faded band tee found at the back of her closet. And how eddie munson sat next to her and talked to her and made her feel seen.

You remember you and Eddie's first meeting, it was a very cold and rainy tuesday when he had walked into your English class for the first time all year and sat next to you in the back. And you recall after he sat down, when he carefully inspected the book sat at the corner of your desk and then proceeded to ask you for a pencil, which you gladly gave him, earning a thankyou and a small bow.

You think back to another day in english, the only class the two of you had together. And how that particular day you were quite run down and spread thin and eddie had slipped a crumpled piece of paper to you that read:

i hope that you're ok. you look kinda dead and I've grown to enjoy sitting next to you.

-E.M.

you then slowly and carefully scrawled underneath his note:

im ok. and I've grown to enjoy sitting next to you as well

-y/n

you passed the note back to him, receiving a small smile. he didn't write another note the rest of class that day but he did leave a note tucked into your windshield that you had grabbed it furiously, thinking it was a ticket, only to see his name and phone number with the words 'call me sometime' scrawled underneath.

You had read that note with the dumbest smile on your face, and full intentions to call him when you got home. When you had gotten home, you threw your bag down on the floor of your room and you put a cassette into your player and listened to the sounds of metallica combined with the rainy weather. meanwhile the thoughts had swarmed your head about whether or not calling him right now would seem too desperate or too much, and looking back on it you realize that was stupid, knowing eddie was probably sitting by his phone smiling like an idiot and feeling proud of himself.

when you eventually did decide to call him, the two of you ended up having better conversation than you could've hoped for. You talked for hours about lord of the rings and debated about different bands, for the first time, you had thought, someone finally understood you.

you had grown so close to eddie in those short months, and you recalled when you had found out about everything in the upside down, and you got scared of losing the person you loved and started becoming distant and talking to eddie less, convincing yourself he was better off without you. You thought back to a day when you were still working at the record store next to the family video. You were stocking some records after closing when there was a knock at the door, "Hey, dude, we're closed, you've gotta leave," you called from the back of the shop. the knock came again. You finally turned around to see eddie standing in the rain and immediately went to let him in. "eddie, what are you doing? dude, it's pouring rain, " you said, gesturing for him to come in. in that moment, you thought you had never seen him look more confused and sad in your life. he looked at you with his big brown doe eyes and spoke, "Why have you been ignoring me?" he had said, intertwining his hands and looking up at you. The fear started creeping over you that you were going to have to tell him how you felt and that you were afraid of losing him. "I have no idea what you're talking about," you said, attempting to ignore what he had just asked you. "bullshit, y/n" he said, "please just tell me why, or what I did, I'm always fucking up it has to be something" eddie added, eyes brimmed with tears. "i-" you started, struggling to find the words. "You didn't do anything wrong, eddie. i just wouldn't be able to lose you, " you breathed, regretting your words immediately, embarrassed of your feelings. Eddie's eyebrows furrowed, and a look of realization panned his face. "You weren't ever gonna lose me, y/n," he said, inching closer to you. "But what if I do?" You had said, voice cracking. "You won't. And you never will"

That was the last time that you had kissed eddie munson. The last time you were close to his perfectly sculpted face, the last time you felt his unkempt curly hair, and smelled his cheap cologne, and the last time you told him you loved him.

When dustin told you, your heart dropped.

You had opened your door to a teary eyed 14 year old who looked like he had been crying for days. Dustin was your favorite of Eddie's friends, and seeing him look so disheveled made you think there was something very wrong.

"eddie-um-uh, eddie is dead" dustin had told you, crying mid sentence, hiccuping uncontrollably. You had immediately pulled him into a hug and your heart felt like it had dropped to your stomach, and you heard dustin talk through muffled sobs, "he wanted me to tell you he didn't run away this time". and soft smile appeared on your face, tears still flowing.

#eddie munson #eddie munson angst #stranger things #eddie munson × reader #eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson × y/n

[danidoesathing]

I agonized over which to pick because I just want to ask about all your fics in progress!! I narrowed it down to two and that's just going to have to be ok

the world is staged and the script is set (you cannot change the ending)

Jukeboxes and Maple Syrup

its very funny you pick those two because those like. two of the only three on that list that ISNT lord huron related lmao. those are both hatchetfield fics ive started in secret. regardless those are the main ones im working on right now SO

the world is staged and the script is set (you cannot change the ending) is a fic based on the ending of TGWDLM where like. you know how in the credits where Emma starts begging the audience for help? and like. you know how in TTO how the audience is also referred to by Bliklotep's title? soooo the fic is the ending but i throw him in the mix and ramp the already existing horror of "begging for help and being ignored a cheering crowd" by going "realizing said crowd has been treating your suffering and death as a source of amusement right before you die". only fun times in hatchetfield

"She stumbles to the edge of the stage. The stitches in her leg have come undone and there’s blood seeping through the bandage. That is real. Emma is real, and she needs to help right now."

Jukeboxes and Maple Syrup is a fic that takes place directly after the end of Yellow Jacket that focuses on Daniel and Sophia like. right after the ending. we dont really see them after the Otho fight and we still have no clue is Sophia is even ALIVE and also i miss them dearly. the fic mostly focuses on Daniel trying not to have a panic attack in Miss Retros because one friend is missing after almost dying and the other is in the hospital after also almost maybe dying and he doesn't really know what to do. Not a whole lot of plot it's mostly him trying to deal with that whole. mess. luckily he's got Miss Holloway and Duke to make things a bit easier (responsible adults? in MY hatchetfield? its honestly only these two but its better than nothing)

"He feels so stupid. Sophia is in the hospital and she might never wake up. Hannah is missing and could be kidnapped or dead or worse. And he’s just sitting here in a cozy diner with pancakes and orange juice, and Hannah’s Jacket but not Hannah and not Sophia."

#you're always welcome to ask again if you wanna see the other ones <- please god im desperate for attention #unfortunately. ive been infected by the alien blue shit (hatchetfield brain rot) sorry #slap my ass and call me paul matthews cause i dont even like musicals but. the silly horror comedy with a side of eldritch fuckery got me #and all the silly little characters got me too. hannah paul holloway duke ethan lex richie emma pete daniel sophia my beloveds #idk how but they managed to make an exact copy of me in 2017. hate his weeb ass (deeply agonized yet deeply affectionate) #i have lots of feelings on hatchetfield but i dont post about it much. or like at all lol #im actually almost done with the world is staged. like really close. just need to finish up the beginning and then clean it up #dani speaks #asks #ask #also fucking with the nmt2 timeline by making miss retros still a thing in yellow jacket despite it taking place after killer track #i want daniel and the kids to have some actual good adults in their life. my timeline now. #(god bless ethan is trying so hard but he is. not good at being responsible.) #i wanted to write about Sophia too but she's like. in a coma #if i ever get a burst of inspiration then i might write a second part following her waking up and being ok and getting panacakes with danie #(and dealing with hannah just. having left hatchetfield overnight without a word) #might be fun who knows

[mysticarts]

☆~ Sweets and Treats ~☆

basically part 2 of Carmen adopting Nia.

(Note: THIS IS IN THE PAST!! The ages mentioned here are just their regular ages but minus 2)

When Nia woke up, the first thing she hears is...nothing. no screams or the sound of people running down the street, just nothing. Nia was so used to the noise around her that she didn't know how to react to silence.

Nia looked around the area she was in, it looked like she was in a room. She was sitting on a nice white bed while there was a nearby canopy in the corner. However, Nia wasn't interested in the room she woke up In, she was interested in what the amazing smell of bacon was coming from. So Nia got out of her bed and opened the door, exiting the room.

Nia followed the smell until she reached downstairs and saw Carmen putting some pancakes on two plates. Carmen looked at Nia and showed a warm smile to her.

"Good morning! I made you breakfast" Carmen greeted as she put down one plate of pancakes and eggs on the table.

Nia hesitated before sitting down at the the table and looked at the food. She couldn't remember the last time she even had proper food. "...I don't need to do anything to eat?"

Carmen raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, I was told that I have to be good to deserve to eat food" Nia explained as she played with the food with her fork.

Carmen's eyes widened. "Look, Miss Nia, your a young girl! You need to eat a lot so you can grow strong!"

"I mean, I'm not that young....I'm only fourteen" Nia argued.

"FOURTEEN?? That's even worse! Those people who said that to you are not your gaurdians dear there tyrants" Carmen replied with shock in her voice.

"Eh, I know they are, that's why I ran away from them...." Nia replied as she looked to the side. Nia really wanted to change the conversation, so that's what she did. "What about you? How old are you?"

Carmen seemed suprised by the question, but decided to go along with it. "I'm twenty six" Carmen answered before taking a bite of her food.

"Twenty six?...." Nia replied with a bit of suprise as she looked at Carmen's hands for a while. "Are you a widow?"

"What? No, I've never even married" Carmen replied immediately with a chuckle.

"Odd, most women usually are married by your age...." Nia trailed off before looking at Carmen, seeing Carmen had a face with a little bit of guilt on it, Nia changed her question."your name is Carmen, right? It kinda sounds like the one sweet called Caramel"

Carmen seemed to brighted up at the observation. " Your right! My paretns bonded over Caramel sweets before they had me, so they named Me Caramel!...well not really but Carmen is just a better name than Caramel" Carmen rambled.

Nia watched Carmen as she rambled, eating a peice of the food on her plate. She was never shown so much kindness in years...this was probably the best treat the lords gave her.

(Feel free to ask questions!)

#my wrting #my wrtitng #creative wrting #free wrting #wrtiting #wrtieblr #lackadaisy ocs #lackadaisy #lackaoc #♤ carmen aragon ♤ #♧ nia aragon♧ #oc lore #lore

[curlsandsnakes]

Donuts

Molly Marks

Eddie Munson

“Come on, we have to go quick or we’re going to miss her section, those tables go quick!” Dustin dragged him through the heavy glass doors, tripping over his shoelaces and practically falling on his face, Damn near taking Eddie with him.

“Who’s section?! What tables?!” He was more than a little confused, the curly haired kid had shown up at his trailer at 8:00 am on a Sunday morning begging him to “please take me out to breakfast, please, I’ll do anything!” And it’s not like Eddie Munson was a softie, absolutely not, but no one had ever wanted to even be in the same room with him for a meal let alone specifically choose him to go out to eat.

Not to mention, Dustin was a cool kid, and he had a special place in his heart for the little nerd.

Eddie cautiously took the open space across from the eccentric boy.

So that’s what brought them to the next town over at a random rundown diner just off the freeway, rushing through the parking lot to apparently get to a specific table.

As soon as the doors swung open Dustin made a beeline for the booth closest to the back of the Diner. He slid into the cracked leather and grinned at Eddie, waving him over and pointing at the opposite side excitedly.

“Do you want to tell me why we drove 45 minutes to come to one of the most dingy diners I’ve ever seen when we have a perfectly decent one right in the center of Hawkins?” He raised a brow.

Dustins eyes were scanning the restaurant clearly seeking out something, before they practically lit up like a lightbulb. He dropped his folded hands to the table and beamed

“I like their pancakes.” He explained plainly.

He opened his mouth to respond but was cut off by a distinctly feminine voice.

“Dustin? This is three time’s in one week, I’m starting to think we might just need to hire you here sweetheart.”

The first thing he noticed was legs.

Long, tan, gloriously smooth legs peeking out from a far too short waitressing uniform and tucked into a pair of white sneakers and lace trimmed socks. His mouth just about started watering as his gaze followed the length of her body all the way up to the mess of blonde curls piled high on top of her head with a pencil sticking straight out. She had crystal eyes and dimples as she moved her gaze from Dustin right towards him.

“And you brought someone new this time! Will wasn’t in the mood for French toast?” She smiled at Eddie. “Hi I’m..”

Dustin cut her off

“This is molly. She’s the greatest waitress in the world.” He offered, gesturing to her uniform and pad.

She shook her head and laughed, it was bright and clear and it vaguely reminded him of a zeppelin song.

“I sure hope not. I don’t plan on doing this forever and lord knows who’s gonna serve you your pancakes when I move on.” She teased, ruffling the boys hair.

“This is Eddie, he’s one of my best friends.” Dustin explained.

Oof, that one hit him straight the heart. The younger kid really did like him and lord knows he had no business being friends with a 15 year old when he was 20 but still the sentiment was enough to make him blush.

He looked up at Molly who wasn’t judging him just nodding along as Dustin talked on and on about how they met and how cool Eddie was and how nice and how much of a gentleman he was.

Something was going on here and he wasn’t quite sure what it was.

“And I’ll have blueberry pancakes with extra butter and syrup.” He finished off, nodding to Eddie to place his order.

“A black coffee please, it’s a little too early for me to even consider eating.” He shuddered and felt his lips lift in a smile when she giggled.

“If I didn’t work every Sunday morning I don’t think I’d be much of a morning person either.” She closed her pad and tapped her hand on their table “pancakes and coffee you got it. It shouldn’t be all that long, as you can see we’re pretty slow,” she gestured to the near empty diner. “The church is doing a free breakfast today for the holiday coming up so we’re out of luck.” She shrugged “but at least the customers I’ve got are pretty cool.” She winked at the boys before heading to the kitchen.

He would like to say that he didn’t watch her walk away but that skirt was awfully short and her curves were pretty damn magnetic.

When he turned back to the table Dustin was smirking and tapping his fingers on the cover of his menu.

“What?” Eddie questioned the boys weird behavior.

Dustin shook his head giddily

“Oh nothing, I just knew it.”

It was way too early to try and decipher the hidden meaning behind the kids words

“You’re gonna have to give me more than that,dork.”

“Molly.” Dustin said pointedly, as if he was supposed to know what that meant.

“Molly?” He repeated, already lost.

“I knew that you would like her. All the guys said she was too pretty for you and that you liked all that makeup and leather and stuff but I knew she would be your type. I mean who’s type wouldn’t she be right?”

Ah, there it was. The missing piece to the puzzle.

“Dustin are you trying to set me up with the waitress?”

Dustin didn’t waste a minute

“She doesn’t go to Hawkins so that already makes her really cool and she’s literally the nicest person on the planet and so are you. Even though you try and pretend you’re not you are. And she’s hot obviously. Plus she’s really funny and smart and she already got accepted into community college and she’s single and I even brought Steve here to tempt her and she definitely wasn’t looking at him as much as she’s looking at you. And I’m really good at this stuff, trust me. Not to mention I want you to have a girlfriend because you should, Hawkins girls suck but she’s really really cool.” He rambled, hardly taking a breath.

He couldn’t believe this kid, he had such a big heart it was almost physically impossible to be such a good person but of course Dustin didn’t really fit into any of the typical categories.

He sighed, shuffling the sugar packets in his hands.

“Listen pal, I really appreciate the sentiment. Really dude I do. But I can promise you a girl like that is not going to go for Eddie “the freak” Munson. I can almost promise you she’s probably trying to pass this table off to someone else.”

He didn’t mean to sound like an insecure toddler but this girl was beyond beyond. She was gorgeous and clearly sweet as pie judging by the way Dustin has taken to her. She looked smart and determined and fun and he truly was trailer park trash.

Dustin didn’t have time to respond because she was already back with his pancakes and eddies coffee, sliding the saucer towards him and the syrup towards Dustin.

“Alrighty, Bennys famous blueberry pancakes and coffee. Oh!” She exclaimed reaching back on the tray and pulling off a plate with a chocolate donut directly in the center. “I know you said you’re not a breakfast person but a little sugar should kickstart your day in the right direction.”

Dustin kicked him under the table and he didn’t need to look at him to know he was cockily wiggling his eyebrows.

“Oh thanks. Yeah that’s.. thats great. I love donuts.” He stuttered like an idiot. He was typically pretty collected and he took pride in his confidence around new people but today was apparently not that day and Molly was not just any girl.

“Well you boys enjoy. If you need me just holler,” she started to walk away before Dustin called her back over.

“Molly! Wait! Come sit down with us for a minute. I never get to talk to you when it’s this slow.” He fixed with a proper pair of puppy dog eyes and she was defenseless against the sweet boy. She plopped down beside Dustin and smiled.

“Alright then handsome, pick my brain.” She wiggled her fingers at him.

“Oh boy, you have no idea what you’ve just done,” Eddie playfully dropped his head on the table and only lifted it when he heard her laugh.

“I’m fearless, ask me anything Dustin.” She braced herself teasingly and closed her eyes.

Dustin apparently was not one to beat around the bush

“Why are you single? You’re really pretty.” 

Her eyes popped open and they were soft as anything.

“Oh Dustin. That is so sweet, Thankyou.” She squeezed his shoulders affectionately. “To answer your question, I wouldn’t date not one of the boys in this town. Perkins High is not particularly dating central for me.” She shook her head.

“How come?” Dustin mumbled over a mouthful of pancake.

Molly glanced between the two of them and shrugged lightly

“We’ll I didn’t grow up with a whole lot. My grandma raised me so we didn’t have much money and people weren’t very nice to me here when I was younger. It’s hard to get over that no matter how much you try to be an adult about it.” She laughed.

Eddie didn’t even realize he was speaking until her eyes snapped to his

“My uncle raised me, I know the feeling.”

She nodded

“I didn’t really want to go over to anyone’s house and see them with their mom and dads when I couldn’t have that.”

Eddie agreed almost immediately.

“Yeah and no one wants to date the loser with no friends and hand me down jeans.” He offered

“Oh my goodness yes!” She was practically leaning across the table “and they taunt you for it before they know better and then want to act like it’s no big deal when it doesn’t matter anymore.”

Eddie leant over slightly too

“That’s why I tend to stay home. Dealing with those jerks sober is bad enough I don’t even want to deal with them drunk.”

Molly laughed, bright and musical

“That’s why having a job is the best. “Sorry I can’t come, I picked up a shift,” she faked an apologetic frown.

“I do that too!” He laughed, he couldn’t count the times he managed to get out of being dragged to some dumb teen party by girls wanting free weed by telling them he had to work at the bar that night in particular.

The chimes to the diner rang through the the tiny building and all three of the kids whipped their heads to the door where an elderly couple was hobbling in and towards one of Molly’s booths.

“Well duty calls.” She motioned towards the table and smiled “it’s on the house today if you promise to bring El next time! I miss that kid!” She hugged Dustin and turned to Eddie “it was really great meeting you. I hope you come back and we can finish our conversation about how much people suck.” She waved at him again as she headed towards her new customers.

Dustin shoveled down the rest of his pancakes and hopped out of the booth pulling Eddie along with him. He just wanted one more look at her, just something for his memory if he never got the balls to come back and see her face to face. He glanced behind and almost passed out when he saw her watching him leave, the prettiest smile he’d even seen gracing her perfect features.

They were almost to his car when Dustin stopped them both and stood directly in front of Eddie.

“Still think she wasn’t interested?”

Eddie sighed, side stepping the younger boy and rolling his eyes

“Dustin she’s just a nice person, that’s all.”

He Opened the drivers door only to have it slammed by Dustin, nearly catching his fingers in the process

“Hey! You better..,”

Dustin shoved a coffee stained napkin in Eddies face, girly handwriting and a series of numbers sticking out amongst the brown splotch.

“She wrote down her number on your coffee napkin. That seems a little more than nice to me.” He was practically skipping as he rounded the car “I am so good I swear. I should do this for a living “Dustins matchmaking service.” I could make millions.”

Eddie stared at the phone number in his hands, well this didn’t make much sense, she was perfect and he was the nerd who hung out with 15 year olds and listened to heavy metal.

Maybe things were finally starting to look up.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x oc #eddie munson fanfic #stranger things #eddie munson #eddie Munson fanfiction #stranger things fandom #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #steve harrington x oc #dustin henderson

[cynic-view-ahead]

@angelosearch thanks for the tag! I love these lmao barbie or oppenheimer* // ketchup or mustard // crinkled fries or curly fries // robots or dinosaurs // silly hats or silly socks // spring or autumn // harry potter or lord of the rings // vacation or staycation // day or night // board games or video games // books or movies // money or love // milkshake or iced coffee // waffles or pancakes // chocolate or candy // beach or pool // laundry or dishes // take-out or dine-out // fantasy or sci-fi // lays or pringles

*I still haven't seen either of those lmao oops I tag @call-me-miss-biskitty @thewillroar @ohshitthisbloghasothercolors and @lionhearted-soldier if it seems like a fun thing you'd like to do too!

#tag game #meme #my shit

[regina-daemonium]

Devildom blood strawberries and hell pancakes.

“Oh. Hi y/n.” the gluttonous demon greeted her with a smile so bright it would melt the coldest of hearts. His lips were stained a rich crimson red, glistering like blood in light of the flames dancing within the stoves. An ominous sight to see on a demon, if y/n hadn't known just what had caused the blood-like appearance that stained the demon's mouth.

“Hi Beel”, she gave the orange-haired demon a beaming smile as she pointed out towards the still growing stack of pancakes. “Are you serving out those for lunch? And are those fresh Devildom blood strawberries?” She licked her lips, as she pointed to the large bowl filled with what she considered one of the most tasteful fruit in all the three realms. “Can I have some...”, she gave Beelzebub her best puppy dog eyes,“...Please.”

Beel`s warm rolling laughter filled the room, “You look like you would sell your soul to have some of those blood strawberries the way you are near drooling y/n.”

“Pssss, I wouldn't be going that far as to sell my soul, but it's a close call fur sure”, her own laughter danced around the large demon as she sauntered over closer to the sinful fruit that was just begging her to take one.

“Take as many as you like y/n, you have to eat well you know, to keep your strength up. You pretty much skipped breakfast.”

Just as she was just about to protest, Beel cut her off, “That bit of toast doesn't count.”

“I had coffee too.” she weakly countered, the disapproving *hmpff* that Beel gave her, enough to let her know he wasn't impressed.

Leaning against the counter, she was just about to reach into the bowl, but Beelzebub bet her to it. Fishing one of the largest strawberries out of the bowl, with his long strong fingers. He held it up towards her. Taking in his intentions she leaned forward, her lips brushing over his fingertips as her mouth closed around the offered piece of fruit. A soft moan of delight spilt over her lips as the sweet taste of it bled out over her tongue

A slight blush formed on the orange-haired demon's face as he dipped his head slightly, his voice turned so soft it almost made her miss his whispered, “Good girl”, followed with a happy humm from the gluttonous demon as he pulled his fingers back from her mouth.

Y/n raised one eyebrow her lips forming a playful smile as she looked up at the blushing demon, "Good girl hmmm?" Now had anyone else called her that, she would retort with a snappy comeback, but coming from Beelzebub, it sounded cute and made her feel loved.

Realizing he had actually said that out loud, Beel`s pink turned a deeper shade of red, spreading even more over the demon's face. The seven lords of hell might be dangerous and powerful demons. But when they blushed, they looked so frigging adorable.

Though it did not stop him from already holding another piece up against her lips. One that she gladly took from his fingers as she sucked the piece of fruit into her mouth, curling her tongue around the demon's fingers teasingly before he pulled them back to feed her another strawberry.

Oh, how she loved the taste of fresh Devildom blood strawberries. They tasted like human world strawberries that had grown during the hottest days of summer, grown big and red from the abundance of sunlight and heat. Juicy enough from just the right amount of summer rain so when you bit into them they filled your mouth with just the right amount of sweet juicy perfection.

But Devildom blood strawberries were much larger than their human world counterpart and packed with so much juice it would always spill over, colouring one's lips with a shimmering hue of red, giving the appearance of blood coating one's lips. The more one ate the more juice would collect upon one's lips, until it spilt over, making a trail down one's chin like that of a drop of blood. Just like the drops, y/n could feel forming in the corners of her mouth were about to do.

Beel`s deep purple amethyst coloured eyes followed the bead of red that started sliding down from the corner of y/n`s mouth. A look of hungry desire filling them, for a taste of it? For a taste of her?

Hesitating for a moment, the large demon leaned in closer, his breath sweet with the scent of blood strawberries. His voice was gentle, filled with affection, “I missed having you round in the kitchen y/n, you… you somehow make everything taste better when you are around.”

“And you…”, his tongue flicking out, hot and wet against the tip of her chin, just in time before gravity won and her shirt would have been stained red, slowly he worked his way up till he ended at the corner of her mouth. His tongue slid over her slightly parted lips to the other corner of her mouth before the juice made its way down her face on that side. “… you taste so good as well y/n.” His lips brushed feathery light over hers, before turning into a full kiss. Beelzebub's kiss didn't feel demanding nor rushed. Instead, it started out more like an inquisitive subdued kiss, as if to see where it might lead to, without any pressure or assumptions, before slowly gaining passion the longer their lips stayed locked together.

Slightly surprised by the more daring behaviour of the usually more quiet one of the seven demon brothers, y/n wondered if their encounter this morning perhaps had not fully cured the sixth born from the effects of the Golden Hellfire Newt Syrup. Or perhaps had their little game opened the gates to a more daring Beelzebub? One that would not sit back anymore and pursue her more openly now?

Either way, y/n didn't mind it when the ginger demon's exploration of her lips ended with a kiss. A slow and tender kiss, a kiss that made her hunger for more, made her heart flutter as it grew in passion. What she did mind was that their kiss got cut short due to the smell of food about to burn. The way Beelzebub crinkled his nose was pretty cute though as he sniffed the air. Braking away from her the orange-haired demon gave her an apologetic smile, as he pulled the pan off the stove and chucked the blackened pancake in the bin.

Pressing the back of her hand against her mouth y/n tried to smother the sigh of disappointment over the loss of the demon's lips on hers. Beelzebub`s attention now fully back on his cooking she helped herself to some more blood strawberries. Their sugary taste made up for some of the loss she had felt over their sweet kiss cut too short.

#Obey me #obey me beel x reader #obey me beelzebub #Story snippet #kissing #Food

[headinthxclouds]

Our First Fight

Addie and Jeb have their first big blow out and the rest of the gang has to pretend they’re surprised.

“It’ll be fun I promise.”  

And it was fun once they actually got to the formal, but the lead up had been awful. Having to scramble to get ready because Addie had actually thought Jeb was kidding when he asked. Neither of them screamed ‘formal’ people but it was his first one. The first real thing he got to do that wasn’t a regular party since initiation and he had looked at her with those stupid eyes of his and there was no way that Addie was going to say no. So, she had shoved away her pride and asked Noelle to borrow a dress and the other girls help her get ready. Lord knows she was not equipped to get herself ready. 

Luckily Akarai would be there too and Noelle and Lydia’s sorority was throwing their formal the same night so all of the girls had gotten ready at the sorority house. “You know for someone who is about to look like a total knockout, I don’t know why you look like you’re being walked to the gallows.” Lydia had pointed out as she finished up Addie’s hair. Addie had shrugged it off as nerves but it was more than that. She missed her nights or days with just her and Jeb. Recently it had been event after event or big parties or study groups or group meals. She knew the others would go out on dates, she saw it on social media. Jeb hadn’t seemed to get the hint. It was partly her fault, she hadn’t ever said anything to him explicitly, but also didn’t want to. Why did she have to spell everything out?

Noelle had put her a midnight blue dress that showed off the little curves Addie had perfectly and done her makeup so she was glowing. Jeb had every reason to be blown away when he had seen her, but neither of them had expected Tyler and Elliott, walking up as they were leaving, to comment on it. Addie had blushed and told them to shut up, she barely noticed that Jeb’s hold on her hand got tighter but once the other boys were inside, he had kissed her in a way that was almost possessive. “We don’t have to go to the formal.” She had teased him, but obviously they had gone and Addie just stared up at him on the dance floor. 

Jeb was looking around, people watching but he could feel Addie’s eyes on him. “Not as painful as you thought it was going to be right?” She had to roll her eyes. “I didn’t think it was going to be painful, I just didn’t really think this was my scene.” “Well it’s not mine either.” which Addie had to laugh. “I think it is now, babe, but it’s okay you clean up nice.” Jeb spun her around and in to him, holding her tight. “You look absolutely beautiful.” and Addie believed him, letting him kiss her as he had outside the sorority earlier in the night, thinking maybe she had been overreacting.

The rest of the night flew by in laughs, kisses and snuck drinks. By the time, the two fell into Addie’s bed they were both wiped out, but neither felt like going to sleep. So after they finished attempting to completely wear the other out, they curled up together, listening to the other breathing in the darkness. “Thanks for coming with me tonight.” Jeb whispered into Addie’s hair, “I know it wasn’t your thing.” Addie kissed wherever she could reach on Jeb, “It was important to you. And it was fun… but maybe tomorrow we can just do our thing?” Jeb nodded. “Just us?” Addie emphasized, but the slow breathing and the loosening of his hand on her arm just told her he hadn’t heard that last bit and Addie drifted off to sleep shortly after. 

The sun seemed to come up earlier than either of them would have preferred, but once it was up so were they. “If I don’t get coffee, pancakes and bacon right now I’m going to die.” Addie groaned, rolling back onto Jeb’s chest where it felt like she had just fallen asleep moments earlier. “Then you’re going to have to get off of me.” Jeb pointed out, not making any effort to move or move Addie. A few kisses and Jeb rolled Addie off and rolled out of bed. The two made quick work of showering and heading into the campus town for breakfast. 

Addie was optimistic. Maybe she had been projecting all of her nerves about the formal onto Jeb. He was clearly obsessed with her and he had promised today could be about them. Maybe, once they had some food in them, they could finally go take a hike around the lake like they had been talking about now that the weather had started to warm up. There was plenty of midterm studying to do, but a few hours of fresh air would actually probably be good for them. 

The day was perfect and it made her even more excited to be out with Jeb for the day. “We could finally go on a hike after breakfast? I doubt anyone will really be out by the lake today with it being the day after all the events being last night?” They both needed to study for midterms but Addie needed the time with Jeb more. He squeezed her hand. “That sounds perfect.” He agreed. Addie let out a sigh of relief. She was going to get her day and they would be right back on track. 

The two entered the local townie diner. It was always packed, but Addie’s prediction seemed to be correct. Most people were laying low. Except for a four top that was full of a group that rarely emerged before noon on a weekend. Noelle and Kai on one side, with Lydia and Ty on the other. Addie held back a grown as they were waved over and the boys added two tables. Addie sat down next to Lydia, across from Jeb. It was just breakfast, honestly it would be nice to hear their gossip from the night before while it was still fresh. 

Thankfully there was plenty so the two were able to keep prying questions about their own night away.  “What are you guys up to the rest of the day?” Lydia asked as they were finishing up final cups of coffees. “Jeb jumped before she had the chance. “We were actually going to go take a hike. Do you guys want to come?” He was like a little puppy just so excited to spend time with as many loved ones as possible. Addie shot a look at Noelle, pleading her to decline which she did with barely a glance at Addie. “No, we’ve been doing a lot of that lately I think we’re just going to study and chill today.” Noelle shot a look at Tyler for good measure who nodded in agreement. Addie let out a small sigh of relief.

It was short lived. “Babe.. they have a point.” He had clearly forgotten about midterms like Addie had guessed and Noelle’s attempt to save her had backed her into a corner. “I know but it won’t be all day. We can study after.” Tyler, bless his soul, picked up right where Addie had left off. “Yeah she’s in good shape! The hike will probably help focus anyway.” It was a little patronizing, feeling like she needed to get permission for the day but she knew he meant well so she let it go. 

Jeb shot a look at Tyler and essentially ignored him. Yeah but don’t you have your English one due first? That’’s going to take you forever.” Addie bristled. “I know how long it’s going to take me.” She had had a learning disability her whole life, she didn’t love being reminded of it like a child. Jeb sighed, “I’m just saying that-” 

“Fine!” Addie cut him off and took the napkin out of her lap, throwing it on the table. “We’ll go study with everyone today that’s fine. I’ll be right back.” Addie, as gracefully as possible, pushed herself off the diner stool and stormed off to the bathroom. The door slammed behind her.

“Dude…” Kai let out a low whistle incase Jeb wasn’t aware that he hadn’t handled the situation well. “Well what the fuck did I do?” He asked, looking back towards the bathroom door that Addie had stormed through. “We just had this whole night together and it was great did I miss something?” All the men at the table turned towards the girls. Finally it was Noelle, of all of them, to speak. “I think.. I think maybe last night was pretty nerve inducing for her and she just wants some normalcy.”  Addie and Noelle weren’t the same, by any stretch of the imagination, but Noelle had been able to feel her nerves and how they had stretched beyond just the night. She knew the feelings of self doubt deeper than she ever would care to admit and she would be damned if anyone - especially a man - was going to cause Addie any more of those feelings than she had on the day to day. 

“What could be normal than this?” Jeb asked, gesturing to the table with all of the friends. No one said anything. Addie didn’t have to voice her concerns for it to be blatant to all of their older friends. Everyone knew everyone’s schedules and they all knew that Addie and Jebs were pretty group centric. “Maybe she wanted some normalcy with just you?” Tyler offered, pretending like Addie hadn’t let slip a frustration earlier in the week. “I mean you guys are really busy all the time?” Jeb probably could have taken that advice from anyone else at the table, but Addie and Tyler had a special bond that he barely understood. He didn’t look to Lydia to be a surrogate sister? Any free time Addie had that was not studying (with Tyler), working, going to class or being with the group went to training with Ty and Elliott. Now, Addie would argue that wasn’t free time, but Jeb’s jealousy couldn’t see that. “Yeah? And whose fault is that? Every free moment she has shes with the two of you ‘training.’ Don’t know why that takes as long as it does every time. It’s weird.” The words had just spilled out of him like vomit and even though he hadn’t said everything he sometimes thought, he said enough. Neither older boy responded because, in a true study of bad timing, Addie had returned and was standing behind Jeb. 

“If you have something you’d like to say, please. Say it.” It was so rage fueled yet collected that Noelle would have stood up and applauded if the situation had not been so uncomfortable. Addie was much more observant than Noelle had ever given her credit for. Lydia held her breath while Tyler looked like he was going to strangle Jeb. Kai just shook his head wondering how he could have so spectacularly failed his younger brother in the ways of dating. Addie stared at Jeb. Tears were threatening, but she absolutely refused to show anyone her crying, especially over a boy. She grabbed her wallet and phone. “Venmo me for the food.” Everyone nodded with not a single intention on actually following through on that request as Addie turned on a heel and walked out of the diner. “Shit. Addie, wait.” Jeb practically knocked his chair over 

Addie did not wait. She would fight with Jeb all day, but she wasn’t going to do it in front of all of their friends and the strangers at their favorite diner. “Addie!” Jeb called again, but Addie kept walking, wanting to be out of sight of their friends windows before losing her temper. Finally she stopped and wheeled around on her boyfriend who almost slammed into her. Like he hadn’t actually expected her to stop. “What? What could you possibly have to say?” Where Noelle’s rage was cold and calculated, Addie’s was fiery and uncontrolled. She had an incredibly impressive temper and little regard for who stood in her way when it was activated. 

Jeb had never had that tempter wielded at him and the look in her face took him a back. Not hatred, never hatred, but a combination of anger and deep hurt. He tried to get his words out. “I shouldn’t have said.. I just meant you three just..” Addie cut him off. “You just accused me, in front of everyone, of cheating on you with not one but two of our best friends with no problem so please spit it out.” 

“I never said that” 

“Don’t play games, I’m not stupid.” Addie’s temper flared a but causing some leaves to flutter off the trees around them. Back in the diner Addie could practically feel Tyler tense. She just prayed he stayed put because she couldn’t think of anything that would make the situation worse. “You knew exactly what you meant even if you didn’t say it.” The insult on her intelligence was not helping the situation and Jeb could actually feel himself sinking into the hole he was digging for himself, but he couldn't stop. If she was going to get all mad and defensive so was he. “Well you are always with one of them, even in your free time you’re with them not me. It’s weird. You don’t see any of the other girls doing that or me spending every waking moment with Akari.” 

“THEY’RE MY FRIENDS!” Addie yelled. That was a weak word, those two were her brothers as much as Rhody. And had the first few times she had spent time with Elliott, had her brain turned to mush? Had her heart pounded and she had actually felt shy? Sure. But none of it had ever been reciprocated seriously and absolutely none of it compared to how Jeb made her feel. “And the girls don’t think it’s weird because their boyfriends make sure that they have quality time so that they can all hang out and no one is jealous.” Another rustle of the trees and Addie took a breath. The worst thing she could do, especially if she wanted to win this fight, was be angry and out of control.” “I have been practically begging you to to spend time with just me for weeks. Last night you promised we’d have a day and now the group wants to have a study party and you’d rather do that and I get pushed to the side?” Addie took another breath. “So I find it weird that you should be so concerned with who I train and study with when you fill my free time with everybody but you.” 

The silence that hung in the air after was thick. While there was a relief that she had laid it all out, Addie almost immediately braced herself for a break up. Maybe the reason she feared was why he hadn’t wanted to spend time with her was real and she had just given him an easy pass to admit it. But Jeb was just staring at her in shock. To be fair, while she had a temper, she had been pretty calm during the school year. Being the odd duck out and feeling unsure had kind of masked the quick anger. But it was back and part of it almost felt like a relief. Like she could still be her old self with the new people in her life and grateful she hadn’t lost the grit that made her her. 

Whatever Jeb fired back at her she could take. 

But what Jeb came up with was just pre disbelief and confusion. “I’m.. But I’m with you every day.” And most nights as well. Addie was the best part of the nights and the best part of any day for him, no matter who was there. He wouldn't want to experience any of their day to day without Addie. He had, wrongly he realized, assumed that they would want to spend their days the same. “You’re with me and everyone else every day.” Addie corrected him. “I just.. I miss my boyfriend… and that boyfriend either doesn’t miss me or… actually and slash or..doesn’t trust me.” Jeb winced. He had never thought that Addie would actually cheat on him, but if she was he knew it would be with one of them. He wasn’t stupid either and the whole thing made him extra on edge. 

Unfortunately again for Jeb, Addie took his silence as agreement. “Yeah.. so maybe you take some time to figure out the answer to those questions and whenever you do, you know where to find me.” The absolute smalled, sleepiest, faintest angel on her shoulder woke up to stop her from tacking on ‘with Elliott’ to the end of her sentence. She just instead turned back to the campus and started her walk back to the dorm. “Addie can you just wait?” Jeb’s thoughts weren’t straight but he did know he didn’t want her to walk away in any way. “Seriously just figure it out” She called back without turning around. The tears were threatening to spill over now that she was walking away and couldn’t look at Jeb any more. 

The diner door opened almost instantly with Kai, Tyler and Noelle tumbling out of it. “Dude!” Tyler smacked Kai in the back of the head. “I slipped. Kai hissed while Noelle ignored both of them and went over to place a hand on Jeb’s shoulder. “That was rough.” but she gave him the smallest reassuring squeeze before heading off after Addie in a way that somehow didn’t give away that they all had heard what had happened.

Jeb turned around with a groan at the older boys behind him. “I don’t want to hear it. He said quietly trying to fish some money out to cover breakfast and escape to somewhere alone. “Neither did we” Tyler pointed out, earning an elbow in the ribs from Kai. “Are you okay?” Kai asked the red head. Jeb couldn’t even answer as he handed over a wad of whatever money he had. “That was fucked.” Tyler pointing out, not bothering to hide the hint of anger in his voice. He pocketed the money and went to catch up with Noelle in hopes that shed would approve him going to talk with Addie too. 

Kai watched them go off with a few choice thoughts of his own, but pushed them aside to focus on his brother. “Dude…” There was plenty more to his speech, but he couldn’t get it out before Jeb was walking away from him with a shake of his head. He needed the foreseeable future to try and figure out he had screwed up so spectacularly.

#addie x jeb

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hello! im esper, she/they pronouns please, and im currently attending naranja-uva academy here in paldea!

i was born in kalos but grew up in spikemuth over in galar and i may be moving to paldea? im still not completely sure on the details—

i like baking and reading and just generally chilling out with my friends and close ones

Team Info !!!

• Ozzy - Braviary - M

• Freddie - Alolan Rattata - M

• Lady - Persian - F

• Laffy - Lopunny - F

• Bucky - Sawsbuck - M

• Evie - Umbreon - F - Service Pkmn

• Ouppy - Stoutland - F

• Mio - Espurr - M

• Miette - Espurr - F

• Mobi - Lucario - M

• Niki - Fennekin - F

• Kippy - Skitty - F

• Maya - Plusle - F

• Lord Fuzzyboots - Furfrou - M

• Chilly - Absol - F

• Sentry - Patrat - M

• Gizmo - Rotom - X

• Berklie - Spinarak - M

• Lemony - Sewaddle - F

• Crescent - Gothitelle - F

• Batsy - Noibat - M

• Scobie - Houndoom - M - Service Pkmn

Important OOC Stuff Under The Cut !!!

No explicit NSFW aimed towards my character, vague NSFW jokes are typically okay with me just nothing explicit, thank you.

I am 18, I’m saying this just so those who are uncomfortable interacting with someone who is older or younger than them are aware.

I tend to stay with the canon of the games over the anime but if something funny/fun happens in the anime I may reference it, such as events like the Pancake Race in Alola.

If I don’t interact with something it’s typically for 4 reasons: I have nothing to add, I feel like the interaction has come to a good conclusion, I’m not including what you’ve said in my own canon, or I’m trying to set up something for plot and responding would throw that off

I will try and tag everything to the best of my ability so if I miss anything let me know!

I do like writing dark stuff so be aware that this blog may at points touch on stuff like that, I will have a tag dedicated to it so you can mute the tag if you don’t want anything like deep angst on your feed.

My asks are always open, feel free to send asks at anytime and I will try to answer them when I can!

Tags !!!

#esper posts -> any posts made in character

#esper answers -> any asks answered in character

#esper reblogs -> stuff i reblog randomly

#espers darkest day -> esper specific angst/high stakes

#high stakes -> any and all high stakes