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Why Midori is such a breath of fresh air or how to actually write a Villain.

So the awaited essay, the winner of the FrenchGremlin polls of laziness finally has come! It took some time but it’s finally over. If your choice didn’t get chosen that’s okay! I’ll repost a new poll with old and newer options. Please reblog this one i put a lot of time in it, it's like, five pages long over a silly goose. Also sorry for the grammar i sucks and i'm not native. So let’s begin:

(also here is the link to the video format)

So first let’s make things clear, What IS a villain?

“A villain is a character whose evil actions or motives are important to the plot.” That is why I do want to make a difference between a villain and an antagonist, an antagonist is a character who are a plot devices that creates obstruction to the protagonist. That means that a villain is forced to be an antagonist while an antagonist is not forced to be a villain. For example shin is an antagonist but not a villain, he is driven by selfish desires which are themselves fueled by fear anger and loss, he is the protagonist of his own story and is a sympathetic character despite it all, and Midori is just a bitch. Midori falls under multiple stereotypes of villains. Such as “the mastermind”, “evil incarnate” (lmao),”related to the protagonist” etc. Midori is evil, there is no denying in this, he is purely evil, and he doesn’t have a sad weepy backstory, he doesn’t feel empathy towards other, he is a despicable piece of shit who ruined so many lives. I won’t list everything but here is a list of his crimes, murder, assault, domestic abuse, grooming, verbal abuse, and torture, crimes against humanity lmao, stalking, violent crimes, and participation in a cult. And his worst crime is being a pussy bitch of course. So now that we have put the bases up let’s really begin.

Hollywood has a hate boner against villains and I hate them for that.

Recently Hollywood decided that pure evil bad guys is actually a bad thing, so now they decided to do stupid side story with them, to give them ”””depth””” since I guess how could we like those villains since they are bad. A great example of this is the Disney remakes which I loathe so much oh god I hate them. So first they did a maleficient it was okay honestly, then they did a freaking cruella movie where her mom gets killed by Dalmatians, that’s not a joke, in the peter and wendy movie that nobody saw they decided to have made the captain hook be a lost boy who was abandoned by the lost boys and peter, oh also they decided that PETER CUT HIS HANDS OFF AND LEFT HIM TO DIE BECAUSE HOOK WANTED TO SEE HIS FAMILY. They are going to do a freaking mufasa movie, in no time I can’t wait to have a Ursula movie where it’s discovered that ariel killed all of her family in cold blood or something’s. So you might say what’s the problem? I mean isn’t that supposed to make the story more interesting. No, no it doesn’t, because first they take all of the character personality traits and throw them in the bin, second they are supposed to be the vilain in a musical animated movies, I am not against complex villain, I love them, but by doing this, the original character doesn’t exist anymore. Just create original content with new interesting characters instead of doing stuff like this. Also it’s kind of funny than in all of those interpretation they take all the fun and sucks it out, what do I mean by fun, the gayness, Disney vilain are fun because they are camp, they are fabulous extravagant extra in all the ways possible, and that’s the reason we liked them. Not every character needs something super deep, like “my family was burned down at the stake and my dog was eaten by my ex”, sometimes we just like bad fun people, they are the story, and Hollywood hating them so bad just bothers me a lot. Also now the new thing is to not have a villain at all which can works in some narrative but not all of them, it gets boring after a while. In the past people were angry that villains are bland, but now I kind of miss it. While I will critique villains who have no purpose outside of being evil that’s dumb, like for example Voldemort is bland like white bread because his only motivation is being evil, but evil people do exist compared to what some Hollywood writers think, they should know. So that’s why I will put a difference between evil villains and villains whose only purpose is being evil; we loved Disney villains but they still had motivations, goals, reasons that to them a least were worth everything. World domination isn’t enough, why do you want world domination, what is the true reason deep in your heart, is it an inferiority complex, is it a savior complex fuelled by xenophobic beliefs.

That is how to write a pure evil villain, evil people exist all over the world, but I have never seen one who doesn’t have they own reasons to be so bad, it doesn’t excuse their actions nor really explains them. We do not want justifications we want explanations. If you are justifying evil behavior then do it, but don’t claim that it is a pure evil character. A pure evil character can be fun, can be interesting, he can be deep, it’s all about balancing all of their traits to truly make them greats. Which is why midori succeeds while current villains fail. Current stupid remake/spin off try to justify the behavior because they feel like this is what the audience wants, but it’s not what we need. So I will defend to the grave evil villains.

Creating an evil villain doesn’t make them boring guys.

Why the heck does big budget movies have either the blandest protagonist or the blandest villains sometimes both, like I said evil people do exist but comically evil character only works in satire not in a serious multiple millions of dollar movie. Example that boring ass avatar movie, the one with blue people, none of the characters are interesting the villain is one note. The lords of the rings also suffers from that, but I don’t care because the protagonist are so awesome that sauron being personality less doesn’t matter. Also sauron is more of a force of nature villains so it’s not the same. The recent kingsman movie has a bland one note villain, there is nothing entertaining, funny, about him he’s just evil, borrrrring. Every Disney remakes depiction of the characters are boring. I just feel bored out of my mind. Atla one of my favorite shows of all time has a main villain that’s kinda one note, Ozai, but he is actually intimidating guy, azula is the superior character, but I wouldn’t consider her a villain she is an antagonist though. I honestly don’t get why Hollywood thinks that just creating a character with no personality and whose only goals is to be evil is good.

So back to midori for a second, here is my question, when midori was on screen did you ever feel bored? Never right! Because despite midori being an evil character he has an actual personality, he’s fun, you want to punch him in the balls. Because midori has other personality traits than evil, midori is petty, childish, extremely intelligent, controlling, a natural manipulator, he is a trickster, he doesn’t seem to get some social norms, he is narcissistic, easily angry, and fears death etc See how I counted a lot of traits, traits that in other character would works, midori has positive traits, and I think that is the best thing nankidai could have ever done, midori has traits that a regular person could have. Which is why if I put midori in any settings his character would work.

Example, instead of a death game the cast is under the sea to discover the insane wildlife and supernatural stuff happening, what would midori do in this situation? Well he would very passionate about finding all of what’s happening, he’ll do anything to find out, even sometime sacrificing others, not only will he try to find what’s happening, but he is also going to try to find a way to make this discovery favour him in the end. Or let’s imagine it’s a vampire situation, where a vampire attacks  the city, midori would try to stop it, not because he cares, but to experiment on them to get their biology and finds the real secret of immortality since he fears death.

Here is my second advice, after creating your character try to imagine them in another completely different situation, like normal life, or a fantasy world, ask yourself the question what would they do in that environment? If you can find a real complete explanation of their actions then yes your character has multiples dimensions if not try thinking about it again. Some example of questions I do want to point out are some like “if my character had all the power in the world what would they do first or”, “if my character had only a day left to live what would they do”

Why is Current media incapable of creating good threats like bruhhhh.

Okay so first of all let’s talk about stakes in a story, let’s say you are watching a slasher movie, slowly the cast gets slimmed down and people die in horrible ways, that should set stakes right ? Well if the villain is an absolute buffoon who makes the stupidest actions and decisions in the world, you wouldn’t feel intimidated at all because despite what the filmmaker might try to say the plot armor will NEVER make a character intimidating. It’s just like a detective character who just seems to know everything without a thought, well you won’t really fear the character failing. Worse is the the final girl, who is for some reason always escaping the slasher guy by pure luck every time, she is shown as incompetent but still she survives, which make the villain seem completely incapable so now you feel nothing.

To avoid this filmmaker often use techniques such has unpredictability, I mean good I mean good ones, for example instead of immediately seeing whose going to survive because the black guys always dies first and the virgin white woman is the last survivor, change the status quo, make us think that this character is obviously safe while they actually aren’t at all. Or actually make them menacing by SHOWING to the audience how horrible dangerous they can be. Which is why SHOW DON’T TELL is so important, telling us how dangerous someone can be only to see them get beaten to death at the end of the movie makes us feel nothing.

Midori felt like a impossible person to beat, he is smart, had twenty plans in advance, even in situation where the cast felt like they might have a chance he was always armed, just like the gun he promised to use or the rocket punch. When they felt like they were finally advancing, he put obstacle in their ways, such as the collar game or the moment he put the collar on explode mode for  ranmaru. The entire point in the murder game was to make time pass, it took a long time for the cast top realize that this whole time they were losing precious time not realizing that the dummies were the real problem. The characters that made you feel the most hopeless were the dummies, if you won by killing midori they would die, but if you lost you might lose people you love (keiji or gin). It felt hopeless because they were no solutions in the end. That creates tension so that creates stakes. If we were told how dangerous unpredictable sou was then it wouldn’t hit the same, we are shown that he is that terrible. There is a scene ingame where bbg shin ai tells us that midori tortured and like to destroy people. That’s exposition so TELL, but do you why it works, because we are SHOWN before his behavior. Midori felt unbeatable, so the fact that we were shown his weakness such has his petty behavior, hatred of minors, and fear of death, for the first time it feels like there is a chance that we might survive this. And still after he isn’t shown has an incompetent buffoon, he is one, but the narrative doesn’t show us that he is.

What is also consider is good to make the audience feel actual stakes is to first really develop well the main characters, how can we feel worry for a character if we don’t know them, the audience need to feels emotional connection to the main cast to actually care. You can use things such has moments where there is nothing special happening just character talking getting to know them. Make us feel why we need to care about them possibly losing, instead of being indifferent. Or I don’t know maybe make an entire spin off game where we get to have the cast talk to each other and seeing dynamics between character that died early to get them a chance to shine and make their death even more tragic, or even make mini episodes of characters who only got a single chapter to show off their characteristic, to get us to know them better? But that’s just a silly idea of course, wink, and wink.

My favorite thing about Midori is that he is actually pathetic, like really pathetic, but weirdly realistic?

Midori is the most pathetic character in the cast, yes more than shin, shin is leagues less pathetic. No I’m not saying that midori is not intimidating or scary, I would piss myself if I saw him. He’s a scary guy. But if you look at him more closely you can see that he is a baby brat in a big boy suit.

So let’s start by something clear, Sou Hiyori clearly displays antisocial behavior, or in common terms he is a psychopath/sociopath, this illness is very badly seen in medias, I am not saying that people who lacks empathy like him are inherently bad, he is, a lot of people with antisocial behavior actually suffers a lot and have a difficult life. Sou real issues is not his antisocial behavior, it’s his narcissism and god complex. Sou feels the need to HAVE CONTROL over others, he like the feeling of being in power, he sees the rest of the world has beneath him, toys for his pleasure. He says that he “really like humans” because despite it all he seems to put himself in a different categories than regular people, they are beneath him. When he loses control his calm and cool behavior disappears and we see his true face, a grown man who has throws a tantrum like a baby. One of the best representation of this is midori views on the cast:

Midori hates kanna, like no jokes he has beef with her, a fourteen years old, actually he has beef with a lot of people in the cast. Midori views emotional people has weak, people who are loving optimistic as beneath him and useless. He preferred when sara was cruel and horrible, that’s what he loved about her, he liked seeing her scary emotionless side. But Kanna, kanna is everything he hates. A crybaby who not only puts the group in harmony, is a source of hope in general, is the reason he near got to have closure with shin (killing him), he views kanna as “not fun shin”. We have many proofs for this, if you type the word kanna kizuchi he says this: “Poor Kanna'd weep! I think a more worthless name would be better for someone like me” He mocks her, but also himself (I’lll come back on this later), he calls her worthless. Also in the electric charge minigame, when he can choose who to shocks he chooses two people in particular, kanna who he hates and hinako who ruined his fun by giving the cast a chance in saving ranmaru. But he does also says mean spirited stuff to other people, qtaro and gin. He also says some sarcastic comments about nao and joe, saying that it’s such a shame that they died so young. But you might say why kanna especially? Because he is a petty baby who is jealous of kanna, Yes jealous, of kanna, a fourteen years old. Because he feels like she stole his hubby wubby shin away from him…. God I hate him. And you know what that make him a pathetic idiot, after the scene where kanna beats his ass, he’s all mad and like “uhh I’m going to pout I wanted you to cry like a lot, now I’m gonna cry”. An that’s actually god, because it humanize him, he wants need thoughts, he isn’t one note, and that’s the most important!

Sou is a villain but before that he is a character, a fully developed character, and THAT’S WHAT MAKE HIM GREAT, Sou works because he works realistically, I mean if you forget the robot part, it’s easy to imagine a narcissist man child who needs to feel in power towards other, so his main prey are young vulnerable people.Which leads me to my next point:

Sou is a failure like really, and we aren’t sad for him.

Sou failed everything he worked on, he failed to get the paper from alice, he failed whith shin since he had to leave earlier than he thought he would leave, because of his mistake he lost his position in the death game, then he failed to kill gin or keiji, and then he died like an idiot losing his cool and acting like a toddler. And he knows it that why he is a bit self-hating (he should be). And yet none of us feel any sympathy towards him, why? Because sou is one of the most despicable guy in existence. He is a disgusting pervert, sadistic asshole, and abusive narcissistic cunt who thinks he is better than everyone. From the bottom of my heart I hate him sooooo much he is literally the character I hate the most in existence. He abused shin, ruined keiji’s life, traumatized the entire cast, literally assaulted sara like he physically assaulted her. He mocked nao and joe and kugie life as useless. He is an obsessive jerk AND I HATE HIM. And you know what…… It’s good. Like I actually feel a lot of emotions when I think about him, he fuels me with anger and disgust, and if your characters can make me feel that much rage then you did it, you created an actual perfect character. Hiyori is such a shit person that I think about him a lot, writers shouldn’t be scared to make a character such hittable assholes, example bojack horseman in bojack horseman is the vilest man on earth and I love it, because I genuinely hate him. Just like I genuinely love kanna, like really I really love her, I in the same time despise midori so bad. We hate him because he is horrible to good people that WE KNOW AND CARE ABOUT, not random npcs. There is a lot of… disgusting implications in his story with shin that I will not talk about it makes me really uncomfortable right now. SO HERE IS A VERY TACKY TRANSITION TO TALK ABOUT WHY I HATE JUNKO FROM DANGANRONPA.

Junko is boring, that’s it, she is boring, not funny not interesting, she is a fetish, she is the biggest Mary sue on earth, she is a gross character made to make fun of people with disabilities and queer people. Her only traits is being crazy, that’s it. I wouldn’t call midori that crazy actually, he’s methodical calculated, and precise. Crazyness is a term for people who aren’t in control of their actions and delusional about reality, sou is not crazy, he knows what he is doing, he is in full control, while characters like shin should actually be consider crazy, like shin is actually crazy but sou isn’t.

Conclusion:

Sou is a breath of fresh air, because nankidai had the balls to write an actually interesting deep and threatening character AND make him a villain. He didn’t fall into the trap of making him have a sad backstory or good motives, sou is just selfish, that’s all he is. He make him a fun entertaining guy who you absolutely hates, he made him threatening and at the same time a complete doofus. He made him humane and pathetic.

But the thing that make me love nankidai the most is this

The fact that he actually killed him that takes courage as a writer to just end a character THAT WAY, which is why midori will never come back alive he is forever dead. And that take a lot of talents as a writer to just take one of the most important characters and just get him drilled to death in the anus, like dammn nankidai you are a savage. That fact alone makes him one of the best characters in game, I hate him as a person, but has a character he is a masterpiece.

Though Kanna could solo him

this was posted as a video on my blog this is mainly so people who don't want to stay there reading a 24 minute video of my stuttering can have a bit of quiet

#yttd #your turn to die #kimi ga shine #shin tsukimi #kanna kizuchi #sou hiyori #midori yttd #cna you tell i have no life #i spend a part of my short existence writing about fucking midori #yttd analysis #frenchgremlim polls of laziness

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Listening to The Amelia Project in 2017: Oh haha what a fun take on an office comedy! A death faking business, this is hilarious!

Listening to the Amelia Project in 2023: Death is inescapable, we will always leave behind those we love and be left behind, we do the best with the time we have and it is never enough, our stories will always outlive us so long as there is someone to tell them after we cannot

#I’m fuckin #I just #and it was a GRADUAL transition! #it wasn’t a fun sitcom with a hard transition into heartbreaking drama it naturally evolved! #don’t get me wrong it’s still very funny!! #but in a very bittersweet way #I’ve been describing season 5 as the hospice season #I feel like a CNA at a hospice home care listening to one of my patients tell me all their stories #and it’s great because have you ever really sat down with someone who KNOWS they’re dying and they tell you their whole life? #from the most traumatic experiences imaginable to the happiest days of their lives?? #what the FUCK Amelia Project how did you get that so right?? #how did you capture that unique feeling that privileged moment of listening to someone’s story while they’re on their death bed? #IN ONE SHOW??? #im gonna cry #the amelia project

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sometimes i remember how young both evan and michael were and i fucking. WHY WOULD HE DO THAT HOW COULD YOU DO THAT.

evan was literally so small. he was small and he needed someone to be there for him when no one else was and he turned to his brother and his brother fucking ruined everything but WHY. WHY DID HE NEVER STOP TO THINK. WHY DID HE NEVER PAUSE AND WONDER IF EVAN TRULY DESERVED TYHAT BECAUSE HE DIDNT HE DIDTN HE DIDTNEF

#tzu rambles #cna you tell im upset #its hard having comfort characters who suck. #because i could go on about how tragic his life was but in the end #nobody forced him into that. #nobody did that to him. #ughvfufuiifuiifjjdffdjsfdlkj

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Tell Me,What's on Your Mind? (Kenpachi x F.Reader) NSFW‼️ 18+

AN: Ahh yes, I finally finished it!!!! This is a -very- late birthday present for ZADDY Kenny. He makes me soft. He derseves the whole world and me🥲 I feel like he needs to be reminded that he’s not a monster and that he’s just a good guy who cares for everyone around him. happy birthday Kenny 11.19! 💕 thank you so much for waiting for so long for this too. Enjoy! 😊

Shoutout to: @ur-favorite-pincushion @sister-cna-reader @electronicwitchcollection for helping me with the emotional parts of the story! Thank you 🙏🏾❤️

Synopsis: Kenny has some things in his mind and it’s been repeating over and over in his head, recently. How can he overcome that? You.

WARNING: cuddles, kenny being kenny, looove and confessionsss, humping, fingering, squirting, mirror kink(?), GRAMMAR.

I wanted to make this special so please take your time reading due to pacing and dive into the story! ✨☺️

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The sun rays tried to shine through the curtains but to no avail. The sounds of the birds chirping outside so early in the morning filled the air between you and the man beneath you. The random sounds of wood creaking in the house from time to time. Everything, all at once, felt eerily comfortable — in his ears.

Including you.

Your soft exhales filled his ears while you were sleeping. Your body was felt by the rise and fall of your gentle unconsciousness on his chest. He felt a sense of belonging. The type when a bead didn’t fall off the other end of the knotted string. Peace. The feeling when a bloodthirsty beast was in the state of submission. And truth — Lying beneath him is a fragile woman sleeping on top of that monster.

Me.

Kenpachi stared up at the wooden ceiling. In fact, he has been staring at it for a very long time. His light brown orbs looked in between the cracks in the ceiling — finding a way out of those dark holes that takes up space in his mind. He’s not sure why, but he’s aware that it’s been happening recently. After the war, he lost a very close friend of his. Yachiru. Who isn’t physically here anymore. He blinked slowly and eagerly searched for another crack in the ceiling.

Another reason why you haven’t left him…

Yet.

The white noise filled with your soft exhales sounds oddly pulled him out of those thoughts, randomly. There’s something special about you.

Was it your looks?

Your calm voice?

Your fortunate background? of not having to live in the rough slums?

He took in a deep breath and exhaled as he stared into space, and blinked again. “Mn.” You groaned. His eyes ripped away from the ceiling and looked down at you. your body was shifting a bit from the sudden movement below you. but you immediately fell back asleep, peacefully. He pulled the white blanket up to your back and rested his left hand on your head. His other hand was on your back under the covers. You shifted a bit more to relish his warm embrace.

Protection.

He then looked at the tall mirror in front of the futon and saw his reflection. He noticed how safe you looked in his arms.

You’re not scared?

Of me?

He continued staring at himself before he looked down at you. You looked so calm. His soft orbs observed your messy hair slightly covering your face in your unconscious state. He watched the way your form gently rose up and down on his broad chest. Especially, the feeling of your dry drool on it too he mentally noted.

His peace.

Kenpachi felt comfortable in this state. With you. Weakened by your presence and your relentless love for him. He didn’t want to loose any time with you. So he remained unmoved. Relishing your warmth and his love for you. And only you.

I…never felt love.

I was never loved by anybody in this life.

In this world.

But…she showed me that with open arms.

With an open heart.

To a bloody man like me.

I didn’t even have a name.

And yet…

He took another deep breath to stop being so dramatic. No. Emotional. “Mm.” You hummed again, slowly raising your head up while trying to open your eyes. Your neck strained a bit while you stretched it a little bit.

He observed you. Watching every move you made.

And yet…

“Babe?” You called sleepily, still trying to open your eyes. He didn’t answer. He continued watching the beautiful scene in front of him. You finally shifted your head to face him — chest to chest and your hazy yet dowey eyes finally met his.

“Mornin’.” He said in a low gruff, feeling warm inside and welcomed by your endearment. He stroked your back underneath the white covers — his rough fingers tracing circles on your soft skin. You gave a soft smile and giggled while you rubbed your eyes.

“Mmm.” You hummed. “Happy Birthday, Kenny.” You said softly, smiling at the man in front of you.

Kenny.

He felt another wave of warmth in his chest. A familiar one. Belonging.

Ah. Right. She always call me that. But why?

“You finally ‘wake?” He asked, still drawn in by your beauty — your round dewey eyes and your puffy face from your sleep.

You nodded. “You’re welcome.”

“For what?” He raised an eyebrow, his lips moving downward. He’s confused. You laughed softly at his question. That it echoed in the room. “It’s your birthday today, Kenny. Did you forget?” You kept giggling at the bewildered man below you.

“Hah?”

You sighed and sat up. The white covers fell off your back. Your bare body in full view in front of the man who forgot that today was his birthday. “It is?” He wanted to make sure you weren’t being silly even though, he had unintentionally forgotten about it; he won’t admit it.

“Mhmm.” You nodded.

You…even remember my birthday.

You always did.

Your eyes still felt heavy from sleep but you still looked at him in the eyes — you meant it. You leaned forward and gave him a morning kiss. Your soft lips smacked against his a few times, playfully. His chapped lips slowly began to not feel chapped anymore. You broke the kiss and smiled. “I would give you all the kisses to count for your age but that would take foreeever.” You giggled, raising yourself to stretch as you straddled him. Your back arched to break the tension in your muscles while you stretched your arms above your head. He looked at all the love bites while he admired your beautiful body — caressing your lower back as a silent apology.

You had the most passionate and rough sex with him as an early birthday gift. Which explains why your body felt sore in some places. Nothing hurt though. You felt completely satisfied from the amazing sex you had last night. It was worth it.

Afterwards, you laid back down on his chest. His hand naturally slid down the sheet and grabbed your ass cheek. You raised your leg up by his side to feel his hand fully grasp your ass. A satisfied groan escaped from your nose — his hand felt so warm. To reward him, you peppered kisses on his chest where your face laid on.

After a while, you stopped and traced his arm with your fingers. You watched as it traced his veins like a stream and then gliding up his muscles as if they were mountains.

There it is. There’s that comfortable silence again. But now, it’s felt between you and him.

There’s something special about you.

But. What is it?

The room started to get bright due to the sun’s persistence on piercing its rays through the curtains. Creating a warm atmosphere in the room. And now, the bedroom glowed with enough sunlight. You listened to the random wood creaks in his household and each other’s gentle breathes. However, his mind was still clouded. Unbeknownst to you.

Your eyes felt heavy again — you were going to go back to sleep. But that got intercepted when a sudden rough smack was felt on your ass cheek. You whined. You raised your head to look at him and pouted. You turned away but he did it again. Gently. You let out a playful whine while your head remained on his chest. He chuckled while he grabbed it — He can’t get enough of you.

Another way to get out of his mind.

“You feelin’ alright?” He asked, his left hand gently ruffling your messy hair. You nodded. “Nothing hurts. Just a little sore.” You mumbled, staring at the wooden walls across the room, relishing his fingers massaging your head.

“I’m sorry.” He said.

Your eyes slowly widened. You waited for him to continue but he didn’t. You rose up a bit and gave him a confused look. He looked at you with guilt. “Why?” You said lowly, looking into his eyes for an answer but you saw a sad expression in them. “I hurt you.” He whispered, feeling bad for being rough on you last night. “Ken.” You called him softly. “You didn’t hurt me.”

“But -“ his eyes lowered to your form covered with his love bites. Some are red and some are blue.

“We made love.” You spoke softly, cutting him off. “This is what happens when you’re so in love with someone that you’re willing to show them just that.” You pointed out. “You didn’t hurt me at all, babe.” You gently lifted his head that was atop your head and and kissed the back of it.

“Y/n…”

“Plus, I had so much fun!” You giggled, caressing your puffy cheeks with it.

Just ask her already.

“Why do you love me?” He suddenly blurted out. You stopped in your tracks — trying to register what he said. You stared down blankly at him. Confused. His heart sank. Ready to be crushed. But, Without hesitation, you placed your hands on his broad chest and said, “because I love you just the way you are.”

“Y/n.” He said, looking into your eyes, searching for lies. But all he sees are you round dewey eyes blinking down at him, softly. There’s no fear behind them. He mentally noted. But he wants a better…answer. More, in fact.

“Yes?” Your head tilted.

“What do you see in me?” His eyes lowered. Afraid to know the truth.

I’m a monster. Just say it -

Without delay, your first response was a soft smile forming on your lips. His eyes stared into yours anxiously.

“Everything.” You admitted, your calm voice came out low. smooth like warm honey. Gently pouring onto his face. He took in every word and remained silent.

The birds still kept on chirping and the random wood creaking sounds in his house echoed through the walls.

Again.

His eyes softened.

Again.

There’s that familiar yet comfortable silence. Your voice always ends with a homey feeling. His rough hands brushed your thighs under the covers, gently.

You’re safe with me.

You always have.

As if you read his mind, your soft voice melted into his ears as you spoke:

“I love your honesty.” You lowered yourself to his gaze. “You’re always chasing after what you love. Even when it doesn't necessarily paint you in a good light.” You moved your hand up to cup his left cheek. Your voice poured out on his chest like warm honey again as he watched your lips. “you don’t let your authority get to you because You’re caring — you take care of those working underneath you and actively push for their growth as warriors.” You softly spoke, your soft fingers traced the scar on his face.

He blinked softly. Absorbing your true feelings while he was silently asking for more. You leaned down on his chest. Feeling your nipples on his chest. Your body quickly felt the familiar comfort and warmth as you laid on him. He felt the same way too. So much that he wrapped his arm around your back to keep you close. “You wear your scars with pride.” You added, watching your fingers lazily trace the scar up and down, softly. “And I really like that. A lot. “You admitted, focusing on your task.

“it’s physical evidence of everything you lived through.” You leaned over to kiss it. He closed his eyes briefly. Your warm and soft lips made him feel warm inside while you peppered it with kisses. “and a reminder that as long as you’re living, you will feel the thrill of fighting again.” You giggled, continuing your task. “Kind of like a trophy in a way.” You mumbled, your lips softly traced the scar and moved down to kiss the side of his neck. The gentle lip smacking sounds echoed in his ears.

“Mmm.” He hummed.

His eyes flickered up at the ceiling. Mindlessly, looking for more cracks as you so. But got interrupted when you licked his nipple playfully. Making him twitch. “Oi.” he said, almost sounding like a growl. You giggled. He knows you can be playful in certain situations. Like this. But not now. Not when you’re in a position of vulnerability. You raised your head and giggled at him. “Sorry, I so sound cheesy, babe.” You mumbled, snuggling up in his chest.

“You don’t.” He looked up at you, softly. He noticed your eyes widen slightly from his words. “Hmm.” You blushed, slowly laying your head down on his chest, watching your finger circle his nipple as a distraction.

“Well…” you puckered your lips, trying not to feel shy. “ I love how much you love yachiru.” Your eyes flickered to his almond colored eyes, “the girl is like a daughter to you and she’s very attached to you.” Your eyes glanced at his sheathed sword laying beside his dresser and looked back down to your finger doing its task. “In any shape or form. You taught her to appreciate the simple things in life.” You eyes searched around the room for an example. “like creating your own sun set…on Ikkaku.” You giggled softly. “Even a moonlight.” You added, the motions from your body shifted above him as you laughed at the memories. He snorted and rubbed your lower back.

“Mhmm.” you hummed, switching to caress his chest with the palm of your hand, removing the memory from your mind. “But more importantly,” you took your time to think of the right words to say to him. You looked up at him. “I love you because you love me back, Kenny.” You whispered.

Suddenly the sun was covered in the clouds and room became murky.

“I love you.” His voice filled the void, gently. You leaned closer and your soft lips wrapped around his. A soft and gentle one that lasted for a short moment. but he wanted more. His free hand reached out and held the back of your head and he deepened the kiss. His lips danced with yours — keeping you close to his. The slow yet deep lip smacking sounds filled the air in the shadowy room.

As the slow deep kisses echoed in the shadowy room, You hand reached for his own that laid atop your lower back under the covers. You moved it under and in between your legs and wrapped your dainty hand around his wrist. Kenpachi was lost in the sensual kiss. His lips slowly moved with yours while his eyes were closed. Letting you do your thing. You then rubbed your pussy against his rough callous fingertips. Sliding up and down your slit — aiding you to spread your folds. “Mmm.” You moaned, holding his wrist up as you humped on his digits. The rough calloused pads stroked your folds and up to your clit — sparking fires inside your tummy. You slowly circled your hips — allowing the digits to explore your pussy. The sheer friction making your pussy bloom by making you wet. your slickness starting to cover his fingertips— making it slippery whenever you grind on it.

“Ahh.” You hissed, your pussy throbbing in delight from the friction. You rolled your hips steadily — Feeling the fingertips rub your clit so well. You broke the kiss to focus on the feathery sensation. Your steady breaths fell onto his face. “Ooh. Yeah.” You whispered, circling your hips on the digits for good measure due to your arousal covering them up. He watched how flushed you looked while you glided on them. Soon after, his left hand held the back of your head and pulled you closer to him. His long tongue easily slipped into your mouth — in search for yours. You whimpered when he founded it. The strong appendage circled yours over and over. making you get hotter and dizzy.

You pulled back a little to watch the way your tongues danced with each other. Flicking each other’s tips and twisting them around; earning an open mouth moan from you. The sounds of your tongues gliding around rang your ears, erotically. His fingers stroked your hair as You sucked his long and thick tongue — bobbing your head slowly as if you were sucking his veiny cock, and closing it with a few thick kisses.

The sun still remained hidden behind the clouds. “Mmmm.” The heavy kisses lasted for a while until you broke it. You sat up and licked your lips; making his free hand slide down your back. Your soft hands caressed his broad chest. “Haaa…yeah baby.” You breathed, steadily rolling your hips up as he rubbed your pussy. He watched you as he slowly glided through your folds — back and forth. Your slickness feeling so warm on his fingertips.

Soon after, he bent two digits and began rubbing your clit. Your clit throbbed as he rubbed it in a “beckoning” way. You bucked your hips back and forth with enough force. “Oooh.” You moaned, sounding erotic while the fluttering sensations danced in your veins.. “Unh.” Your mouth ajar as it spread through your body.

“Mmm, I feel so good.” You leaned over on his chest to give him a few kisses, rewarding him for how good he’s rubbing your throbbing pussy. He hummed in agreement, feeling your erect nipples rub his chest, and grabbing your ass cheek, all while you peppered his lips with kisses. Your hand rested on the side of his face while you kissed him — as you’re rocking your body to meet his beckoning fingers rubbing on your clit. “You like that, baby.” He said gruffly in between the soft kisses, grabbing your ass cheek roughly and smacking it. “Mhmm.” You giggled softly in the kisses, making him chuckle and grab it roughly again.

“Rubbing your pretty pussy on my fingers.” He added, focusing on his task as his lips smacked gently against yours, with his eyes closed. You hummed. He did the same while he caressed your ass cheek. “Riding it like it’s my cock.” He said thickly, resting it there.

His big hand felt so warm on your ass cheek. Making you feel more needy for his touch from his last statement. You circled your hips — Trying to get his finger to enter your core. He gave a throaty chuckle in between the kisses and smacked your ass, roughly. You whined while you were trying to get it in.

Soon after, you broke the kiss and breathed onto his face. He slowly slid his thick and long middle finger into your cunt. He watched how hot your were getting while he did so. Your plush walls gladly pulling him in. Your breathes kept hitching pleasurably as you looked at him — taking him all in, in one go.

He hummed in approval when he felt you squeeze around him. “U-unh.” You breathed out, relishing the rough digit now fully inside your cunt. He chuckled at your response. Smirking at how soaked his finger has gotten. “Oh baby.” You whispered, feeling the rough finger thrust into your needy cunt, slowly. You quivered from the slow yet sensual burns from his skin — squeezing it lovingly.

To make this the best morning orgasm ever, the sheets quickly shifted under your feet as you spread your legs further apart and arched your back. Spreading your cunt open more than you think you can. To get it in deeper — to feel everything. Even though, you already are. As if he read your mind, he grabbed your ass cheek with his other hand to “help”you get it inside deeply. He began thrusting his finger slowly into your needy cunt. “Ungh.” You groaned, clenching his finger relentlessly, when he’s only giving you short thrusts.

You could literally cum in any minute.

No. You didn’t want that. Not that you’d minded, though.

He noticed how blissed out you looked. “Y’okay there, baby?” He chuckled, kneading your ass, encouraging you to do as you please. feeling hot, you sighed and smiled softly. You can take it. Just like you took his thick girth with no problem last night. “For the record,m, I’m always okay, with you. Kenny.” You admitted, leaning back up, skimming his chest with your soft hands.

“Hmph.” He hummed and smacked your ass again — making you whine playfully. “I like that a lot, baby.” Relishing the sensation of your fingertips brushing his nipples in circles.

You looked down at him deeply in the eyes and slowly began rolling your hips on the girthy digit. Pushing it back and forth. Steadily with enough force. “Ahh.” You hissed, taking your time to relish the pleasurable sensation, squeezing his finger each time you rolled it up. The light wet sounds was heard between you two — his finger completely covered by your arousal, each time it entered your warm cunt. “Mmm.” You hummed, feeling the sole finger massage your walls and poke your sweet spongy spot.

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“Ahh, fuck.” Slowly bouncing off of his finger while he gave short strokes, the squealching grew more relentless, ringing in his ears erotically. “That’s it, baby.” He mumbled, feeling your slickness drip down his digit and on the back of his hand. His free hand gripped your ass gently while you bounced on the digit steadily. “Good girl. Ride it.” He watched your tits bounce, eyeing your suckable nipples bounce around his sight; distracting him from his strokes. “Mmm.” He groaned, lifting his head up to suck your right nipple with so much need. “Unh. Baby.” You whispered, holding the back of his head, Brushing his hair with your fingers lovingly as you felt his tongue licking your pebbled nipple in circles.

He sucked it with so much desire. “Mmm. Yeah baby. Like that.” You praised breathlessly, clenching his digit. The lewd sucking sounds rang in your ears. He rewarded you by increasing his pace. Pushing his finger up into your sobbing cunt, rapidly. “U-ungh!” you gasped, your hips started jerking and your legs squeezed his sides. “Oh fuck!” you started riding it roughly — His fingertip kept poking your g-spot — making your mind spin.

His tongue flicked your nipple frantically. “Ooooh.” You dragged out. “Hehe.” He pulled back, looking at how hard your nipple had gotten. He looked past you and saw your reflection on the mirror. Your ass bouncing under the blanket; the squelching sounds adding more to the thick atmosphere. He bucked his finger roughly. The wet slapping sounds sounded rough while he slammed into your soaked cunt. “Uuungghh.” You whined, the pleasure felt so good, your long gratified breathes echoed in his ears. He smacked your ass with his free hand and moved it up to stroke your glistening back.

He laid his head down on the pillow. His almond colored eyes watched as you so. Absorbing your beauty as you pleasured yourself. His orbs followed every move you made. Your beautiful assets responding to his and your ministrations. “Oh baby.” You called out breathlessly, snapping him out of his daze. “Feels so good.” You praised him, looking at him with pure lust behind your eyes.

He grinned and slid his hand down to smack your ass again. “Good. Cum on my finger baby.” He said thickly in a low voice. You leaned over to kiss him. Your soft lips met his own with so much want. “M-mmm.” You whimpered in the kiss, feeling his finger bend to get more out of you. You took a deep breath , “haaaa.” You sighed, pushing your legs up, stretching them so that your legs squeezed his sides. “Ungh. Fuck yeah.” You breathed out in his mouth, the new position making you get better friction as you bounced the girthy finger.

He held the back of your head to keep your from moving away. He gently pushed it down to meet your lips again. His finger wriggled in your tight cunt and brushed your spongy spot. “Mm!” You twitched in the kisses, trying to keep control of your body. However, he kept rubbing it relentlessly that you were getting closer to your climax. You legs started trembling — pushing your knees up and down against the sheet uncontrollably as your body kept jerking. You whined in the kiss. You were getting closer. you knees digger into the bed and ass gyrated quickly as you rode on it, feverishly.

The sounds of the bed sheets getting pushed and pulled under your feet and the wet stokes bounced off the walls. You exhaled heavily in his face through your nose in between the kisses. Your lower stomach started swelling as Your walls started trembling uncontrollably. He grabbed your ass cheek roughly and thrusted roughly in your cunt while he felt your walls crumbling.

“Ha…ha…” you broke the kiss, breathing heavily, feeling the tingles of your orgasm coming in seconds. Soon after, you slowly started spurting out your fluids. “Unh-ah!” You cried, the feather-light release overtook your body as your squirted on his hand, dripping down on the bed. “Ah! Kenny!” You grabbed on the sheet, slamming your hips down on him, roughly. He kept slamming his finger into your clenching cunt while you spurted your fluids out each time, forcefully. “Mmm. Let it all out, baby.” He mumbled, wrapping his arm around your waist to keep you from moving away. You whimpered. Feeling your ass getting bumped roughly by his soaked palm while he did so. “Good….don’t…stop.” His mouth opened slowly, letting the words come out of his mouth one by one, as if he was caught in a daze — feeling your walls squeeze around his finger, lovingly. Reminding him of the same feeling of his cock getting embraced by your tight trembling walls when you were cumming last night.

He slammed in your cunt once more and froze.

“Good girl.”

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“Mmm.” You whined erotically, feeling fully satiated after the orgasm. You lifted yourself a bit and pushed your hips back on his digit slowly. “Mmmmm.” You dragged out, circling your hips side to side, hearing the filthy thick wet sounds coming from your cunt.

He listened to the slow thick sounds too as he watched you ride your the remaining sparks of your orgasm. A few moments passed, the clouds moved away from the sun. Slowly illuminating the bedroom. “Phew!” You sat up, fanning yourself with your hands. “Now that was a good orgasm.” You said out loud. “Wow.” You giggled breathlessly, looking down at the mess you made on him. “Yeah. You did that.” He pointed, chuckling at your surprised face. He loves it though. Your genuineness. He mentally noted. Even from the mess you made proving that you’re not afraid to go all out. Even if he told you to.

“W-well!” You stuttered, pouting at him. “It’s your fault that I was in the moment!” You smacked his chest, gently. “Sure.” He smirked, chuckling as he thrusts his finger in your warm cunt. You gasped,— feeling your pussy pulsate from the familiar muscle. “Kenny!” You pouted, your body relishing the sensation.

“I’m still sore!”

“Didn’t seem like it at the time.” He replied quickly, sitting up, grinning like a smartass.

“Oh yeah?” You smirked, resting your hands on his shoulders, giggling at his game now. “Yeah.” He bit his bottom lip, caressing your ass cheek. You leaned to forward and gave him a kiss. For being right. “You know, you always make me feel so good.” You broke the kiss. “I do?” He said, a soft smile creeping up as he pulled out his middle finger from your cunt and began rubbing your clit. “Mhmm.” You nodded, meeting his lips again, bucking your hips slowly against the calloused pad.

“Mmm.” You began peppering his neck with kisses while your small hand rested on its sides. You moaned while he rubbed your throbbing clit. “Good to know, then.” He stared at his own reflection in the mirror, watching himself in your embrace.

I’m safe.

In your arms.

He smiled before You pulled back and looked at him. “Mhmm. Wanna know what else you can do to make me feel good?” You whispered, smiling softly at him. “What?” He answered, kneading your ass softly with both hands.

I feel at home when I’m with you —

I love you.

“Tell me, Kenny.” You smiled knowingly. “Why do you love me?” you stroked his face with your thumbs.

“With pleasure.” He grinned and smacked your ass roughly.

“Happy birthday, Kenny~.” You said quickly, giggling as your body was shifting under his grasp to be underneath him, his warm cock landing on your tummy.

I love you.

End.

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Just As Important - Surgeon!Stephen Strange x Reader

Paring: Surgeon!Stephen Strange x F!Reader

Word Count: 2,550

Description: Stephen and Y/N have been dating in secret for awhile, but when one of the nurses seems to deliberately be making her life harder, he has to step in.

Request: “Surgeon!Stephen being in love with a SRNA(CNA).”

Requested by: Anon

Other Things: Established relationship. Mild Hurt/Comfort. Fluff.

Warnings: I don’t work in the medical field/haven’t ever worked at a hospital, so I just had to guess on some things 😬 Some swearing. Bullying by coworkers.

Masterlist

The sound of a loud crash from behind her sends Y/N spinning around to see her cart full of supplies tipped over and scattered across the ground, one of the nurses and her personal pain in the ass standing over it.

“Well well, what do we have here?” Joy chides with a smirk, looking at the mess then scribbling something down on the clipboard in her hands. “Not working very cleanly are you? Also left a tripping hazard right here. That’s not going to look good in the reports.”

“But I-” Y/N opens her mouth to argue but snaps it shut as Joy brings her pen back to the page.

“Are you looking for backtalk to a superior to be on this report too Y/N?”

“No,” she says quietly, glancing down at the mess at her feet.

“Good, then get fucking cleaning,” she snaps at her before heading off in the opposite direction.

Y/N sighs heavily and drops to her knees when a pair of familiar shoes comes into her field of vision.

Following his legs up, she gives her boyfriend Stephen a soft smile as he glares in the direction Joy went, “Does she always speak to you like that?”

“Stephen I swear it’s fine,” Y/N says as she starts gathering the supplies off the ground.

“It’s not fine,” he insists, crossing his arms. “She shouldn’t be speaking to you that way. And dumping your supplies on the floor and false reports? No Y/N.”

“Please just let it go,” she sighs and stares up at him with pleading eyes. “I don’t want it to become a whole thing…”

Stephen closes his eyes for a moment with his own sigh and nods before dropping down to his knees to help her clean up, “I’ll let it go this time, but if this continues or gets worse… tell me ok?”

“And let the lead neurosurgeon step in to defend a CNA against an asshole nurse?” she scoffs and flips the cart she had back up right.

He shakes his head and reaches out his hand to cup her jaw and run his thumb across her cheek, “You don’t deserve to be treated that way. Don’t let your position make you think you have to put up with this. If you need me to step in I will, or if you want to go to HR I will back you up, I’ve seen it.”

“I don’t deserve you,” she mutters, turning her head to rest in his palm and look up into his eyes.

“Yes you do,” he states firmly, pressing a searing kiss to her lips. “And you know I’ll remind you of that as many times in as many ways as you need.”

“Paging Doctor Strange to Surgical Ops,” a voice on the speaker interrupts them, followed by a loud buzzing on Stephen’s hip.

Making an annoyed noise, he leans into her briefly to press another kiss to her lips, “We’ll table this for now, but remember what I said alright?”

Climbing to his feet, he offers his hands to her to pull her up to him. “Go be a hero and save a life Doctor Strange,” she smiles and squeezes his hands.

“And you go make sure my patients make it through their recovery like you do?”

“Paging Doctor Strange to Surgical Ops.”

“Sounds urgent, you better go,” she muses as she loads her cart back up and gives him a reassuring smile. “I’ll be fine, I promise.”

“See you tonight then, at mine?” He asks hopefully.

“I’m all yours tonight,” she confirms and swings her cart around him to head toward her next patient. “Now you get to work.”

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“This is wrapped horribly,” Joy states as she looks down at the wrapped wound in disgust. “Did you learn anything in your training?”

“Apologies, but you wrapped that patient last night because you thought I wouldn’t do it properly,” Y/N remarks, pulling a snort from the patient in question and earning a glare from Joy.

“It’s not professional to lie Y/N, take responsibility for your mistakes,” she seethes.

Running the comb through the patient’s wet hair, she bites the inside of her cheek and focuses on her task.

“She’s telling the truth, you wrapped it last night,” the patient finally breaks the silence after a moment. Joy’s pursed lips saying more than either of them have to say.

“After you’ve finished here Y/N, I’d like to speak with you at the nurses station,” she states sharply and walks out of the room.

“Did she seriously not even change it?” Y/N mutters under her breath, forcing a smile as the patient chuckles. “Pretend you didn’t hear that.”

“Bit of a high strung one isn’t she?” he asks as she moves toward the gauze on his arm.

“She’s an absolute delight to work with every day,” Y/N states through gritted teeth and sets to work on cleaning the wound.

Once she finished up with her patient, Y/N sets off toward the nurses station with a feeling of growing dread in her gut.

“There she is, the one involving a patient in our internal disputes,” Joy says with crossed arms. “That was completely and totally unprofessional Y/N.”

“I didn’t involve him, you falsely accused me of something and he corrected you. If you’re going to degrade me in front of a patient, you’re the one involving them in the conversation if they choose to join in.”

“If you could just do one thing right maybe this wouldn’t be an issue time and time again!”

Before Y/N can respond, she catches the sight of a head of dark hair with grey streaks slipping around the corner and she bites her tongue, gaze dropping to the floor.

“Is everything alright over here?” Stephen asks as he steps up to the nurses station, firmly planting himself beside Y/N. “I heard yelling.”

“Doctor Strange!” Joy greets him with an overly enthusiastic tone. “No nothing I can’t handle, just some trouble with one of our CNAs.”

“Oh?” He asks, and Y/N can feel his gaze on her.

“Seriously nothing you need to concern yourself with,” she smiles and slides in closer to him. “How is your day going?”

“No no, enlighten me, I’d like to know. Most of my patients are on this floor,” he states simply.

“Badly wrapping a wound, involving a patient in a dispute between us. And that’s just today,” she explains and clicks her tongue. “This one is a walking disaster.”

“We both told you that you wrapped the wound last,” Y/N insists once again, staring past Joy at the wall behind her as she clenches her fists.

“And now you’re going to bring our lead neurosurgeon into this? Like he doesn’t have better things to do than listen to you lie and bitch?” Joy snaps. “Get out of here and go… clean something or do something else useful. Heaven knows we could use some of that from you.”

Looking back to the ground to avoid Stephen’s gaze, Y/N heads off immediately toward her next task trying to blink away the tears threatening to break through.

As if it wasn’t bad enough she had to put up with the bullshit. Now Stephen’s seeming to become a regular witness of it all too.

Stepping into the nearby storage closet she takes a moment to catch her breath as her thoughts race and she stares at the stack of gauze in front of her.

She still wasn’t even sure how she managed to get Stephen’s attention in the first place. The man was a medical prodigy, and by far the heartthrob of the hospital. Young, brilliant, successful, attractive. It felt like he had everything going on.

Yet he had noticed her, and stopped her one day to pull her aside and insist she give him a chance to take her on a date. And the rest just sort of flowed from there.

She’d been the one to ask that they not tell their coworkers. The higher up places that needed to know knew, but those they interacted with she’d wanted to keep in the dark. She’d told him so things stayed professional. But the dark parts of her mind were worried if everyone knew, it would negatively impact him.

Especially with how Joy and her pack of jerks seemed to constantly be on her ass. The idea that could reflect badly on Stephen’s performance when he’d worked so damn hard and did all the right things to get there… she’d just rather they not know. Even if it meant enduring the inevitable flirting thrown his way.

But she also had hoped to hide that side of work from him. It was humiliating. And a part of her worried maybe the more he saw and heard it, the more he’d agree with them. That one day he’d see the same things they saw, and not waste his time with her anymore.

Taking a deep breath, she stepped back out of the supply closet, glancing around and sighing in relief to not see a certain nurse or neurosurgeon anywhere around.

-

Dropping her lunch box on the table in front of her, Y/N slips in her seat and glances up when she feels someone staring at her.

Stephen with his own lunch sits at the table across from her. Sending her a wink he indicates with his head toward the outside door.

Giving him a hesitant smile, she gets back to her feet to head toward him, stopping as a shrill voice interrupts her mid-step.

“I didn’t know you had your lunch now Doctor Strange!” Joy smiles and slides up to him, a hand on his arm.

“Oh, I was about to-” he tries to say before she grabs his bicep and pulls him back into his seat and sits beside him.

“I thought we could have lunch together,” she says sweetly, her fingers moving over the fabric on his arm. “Have you been working out more?”

Standing frozen in place with a bitter taste growing in the back of her throat, Y/N shifts from foot to foot unsure of where to go.

Glancing up from Stephen, Joy fixes her with a forced smile, “You weren’t going to sit here were you dear? Maybe you should go find someone closer to your pay range to sit with.”

“Alright, I’ve had enough,” Stephen huffs angrily, pulling his arm away from her.

“Pardon?”

“I’ve had enough of all the bullshit quite honestly,” he snaps and stands up.

“Stephen it’s alright…” Y/N tries to say but his sharp glare quiets her.

“I’m done with your elitist attitude like you think you’re some hotshot here and better than her because you have a higher position,” he states looking down at Joy who looks at him in shock.

“Excuse me? I think someone’s been lying to you. She,” she indicates at Y/N. “Is useless. I’m constantly going behind her to fix things. She never does anything right.”

“I’ve gone to check on patients immediately after she left and everything has been done properly.”

“A broken clock is right twice a day. But why are you even concerning yourself with the the daily tasks of a CNA Doctor?” She argues unhappily.

“Because I’m pissed off at the fact you think you have the right to harass my girlfriend on the grounds you think you’re better! It’s been going on far too damn long, and frankly it’s ridiculous.” He shouts, several other employees turning to look at the scene.

“I- girlfriend?” Joy asks looking between the two, eyes widening.

Stalking around the table, Stephen wraps an arm around Y/N’s waist and grabs his lunch from the table. Pressing a kiss to her temple he glares at Joy, “So cut the shit or you will be hearing from HR very soon, I’ve seen plenty with my own eyes to make a scathing report. And if you want to play the outranking game, we very much will.”

Joy goes pale at the threat, stammering out an apology before rushing from the cafeteria.

“What… what even just happened?” Y/N whispers as she glances around the room at all the eyes on them.

“Me defending my girlfriend,” he states simply and leads her toward the doors to the courtyard. “I’m sick of her shit, it’s not happening anymore.”

“I- I’m not even sure what to say,” she mutters but leans in closer to him as they walk.

“You don’t have to say anything, I’m doing my job,” he chuckles and places his lunch on one of the outdoor tables and takes a seat. “But seeing as the secret is out anyways…”

Stephen pats his lap and looks up at her hopefully.

Shaking her head with a grin, she laughs loudly and sets her own lunch down before taking a seat on his lap. His arm quickly slips around her waist and his chin rests on her shoulder.

“I’m going to want this from now on I hope you know,” he says as she feeds him a carrot stick.

“To be hand-fed?”

“To recharge,” he mumbles and buries his face against her neck for a moment. “Just holding you for a few minutes gives me more energy than you can imagine.”

“You know you just have to find me, I’m always willing to give you a hug babe.”

“And now that we don’t have to hide anything, I’m going to take advantage of that fact more. Stop by for a hug from you, glare at Joy to remind her she’s on thin fucking ice, then get back to work.”

Picking at her own lunch, she leans back into his chest, “Thank you Stephen.”

“Anything for you,” his free hand drifts up her arm and he presses a kiss to her cheek. “No one, and I mean no one, talks to you that way. You don’t deserve that, no one does. Your job is just as important and valid as anyone else in this building.”

“Perhaps not as important as yours,” she teases and steals a bite of his sandwich before holding it up to his mouth.

“Someone has to take care of the patients after I’m done with them, I might save their lives but if they’re not getting quality care afterwards they’re not going to make it,” he says seriously and takes a bite. “Don’t let some asshole convince you otherwise.”

Slightly turning in his grip, she looks up into his determined eyes that go soft as they glance down at her, “You somehow always know the right thing to say with this kind of thing.”

“A gift,” he chuckles and winks at her.

“You’ve also got food on your face,” she comments and swipes her thumb across his lip to wipe it away.

Before she can pull her hand away, he reaches up to grip her wrist and sucks it off her thumb. “Minimizing food waste,” he teases and leans in closer to her.

“Oh, is that what you’re calling it?”

“Mhm, and I think you might have some on you too. Just let me take care of that for you…” he whispers against her lips and captures them with his own.

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[marymary-diva17]

Getting hurt and taken care of as well

Even due living on Pandora was wonderful and beautiful there had been times, but there are times when someone will get injured or hurt. There was many ways someone can end up getting hurt while living life here, and most of these times happened during childhood. There was always someone getting hurt that was out of their control at times, and later coming home and getting some care and attention.

Jake x neytiri

knocked off your Ikran

You had been knocked off your ikran and it was out of your control, as some teens had been goofy off doing g stunts and showing off. When one of them had chased into you sending you and your ikran, falling and crashing down to the ground. The landed was soften a bit by the leaves and grass, but there was still some pain as well.

y/n " ahh that hurt .... yeah that hurts" you are looking around and saw you ikran standing once again, but she seem a bit dizzy from the fall.

y/n " hey girl I'm happy to see you are okay ... that was bad crash"

????? " y/n"

y/n " over here" you soon looked and saw your brother landed their ikran and run towards you, they soon kneel down once they reached you.

lo'ak " that looks bad"

y/n " you don't say"

lo'ak " can you stand"

y/n " on my own maybe not I need some help up" lo'ak soon helped your onto your feet.

y/n " well all seem good I don't feel any pain while standing"

neteyam " good but we need to get you home as you are hurt, and these injuries need to be attend to"

y/n " sure I don't think I can fly on my ikran right now she needs time to recover, and after that fall I don't think it a good idea"

neteyam " you cna fly with me sister lo'ak"

lo'ak " I will call dad and tell him what happened" neteyam had helped you onto his ikran, as the two soon took off into the air followed by lo'ak. Soon the tiro had arrived back at the village and neteyam had helped you off the ikran.

???? " kids" Jake had been seen rushing towards the kids and soon stopped when he saw you.

y/n " hey dad as you can see I have had a very interesting day so how was your day"

Jake " that seems to be true now come on lets take you home" neteyam and Jake had helped you get to the home, where the family was at the moment. When they laid eyes on you they all had gasped seeing you, as your grandmother and sister began to work to help you.

kiri " this will string a bit sister but it will help with your injuries"

y/n " it okay I understand"

mo'at " so they were playing around reckless and hit you and your ikran"

y/n " yes"

neytiri " I happy you are okay my mother but please don't worry me that much"

y/n " I promise mom" neytiri soon kissed your forehead as she hand you some soup to have.

y/n " thank you"

Jake " okay we are home we checked on your ikran, she is good but you two will not be flying for a couple days"

y/n " yes sir"

mo'at " your father is right it will not be good idea until we know you are healed"

y/n " okay"

neytiri " what about those kids"

Jake " I talked with them and they will be in trouble for their reckless actions, but it will be good afterwards now we have to make sure y/n is okay" your family had attended to you that night making sure you were okay, and that there was no bad side effects will happen to you.

Jake x Neytiri x Tsu'tey

falling from a high height

It was a good day for you to be out with your siblings and spiders, as you all are enjoying your day off and just having some fun. It was all going well as the family, was walking and jumping on some branches and vines. That peace and fun had ended when tuk had nearly lost her, balance you had been closer and caught grabbed her hand but the tree branch gave away you had been able to push tuk to safety.

y/n " ......." you had fallen very the very high branch and had hit a couple other branches and leaves, during your fall before you ahd hit the ground.

????? " y/n" you had been able to hear your sibling calls you but you could see them at the moment, you had felt pain in your body. you soon enough her movement coming towards you.

kiri " sister"

y/n " hey"

kiri " are you okay"

y/n " is tuk okay she didn't get hurt"

kiri " she fine always worrying about us"

y/n " always"

neteyam " can you move your head slowly" you had moved your head slowly feeling no pain, while doing that so that was good.

lo'ak " I called dads they will be here soon"

spider " to pain of one to ten tells us"

y/n " seven maybe"

tuk " y/n"

y/n " hey tuk tuk"

kiri " someone grab me some of those herbs together I can help her, for now but we will need grandma and uncle norm"

tuk " yes spider"

spider " come on I will help you"

y/n " well this looks bad hey if I'm lucky mom will let me leave the village, after this whole situation"

neteyam " she won't not that easy"

y/n " yep"

?????? " kids"

lo'ak " dads over here" Jake and tsu'tey soon came rushing they soon stopped when, they saw the kids and soon kneeled down when they saw you.

Jake " hey sweetie"

y/n " hey dad"

tsu'tey " okay she can move that a good sign right"

y/n " ahh" you had moved your arm to feel pain soon everyone looked at you.

Jake " it her arm she might of broken it or twisted it"

y/n " I think that right" soon tuk and spider came back with the herbs, that had been used for your cuts and scraps.

Jake " okay we are taking you home your mom and grandmother, are waiting for us they have something that will help you and food as well" you had nodded your head as Jake had picked you up slowly, and soon had carried you towards bob. The family had soon left and headed home right away. when you got home your mother and grandmother are waiting there, you had been taken home and attend to.

Neytiri " until you are healed properly you will not be leaving the village that much or, doing that much climbing either"

y/n " yes mom"

Neytiri " we are proud of you my daughter now eat something" you had nodded your head and started eating some dinner. That night your siblings and parents made sure you are okay, as you will be needing care for the next couple days. Tuk had made some cute design on your arm cased at made you smile brightly.

Tsu'tey x norm

hit by hunter trap

It was morning and you had spent the night at the base with your dad, as it was too late to walk home and it was better for you to stay there for the night. So in the morning you had walked home it was bright and early, so most of the village might be awake by now. It was all going well for you until it was not, as you had been walking on tree truck when something came flying towards you knowing you off balance and onto the ground.

y/n " ahhh" you had hit the ground hard as you soon looked at where you were hit, it see a hunter rope wrapped around your leg.

????? " hey I think I caught something and it sound big by the sound, it made hitting the ground"

????? " that cool bro we can bring it home and show our dads the prey we caught"

????? " I wonder what creature we caught it most be foolish to be walking here"

???? " will you two hush you might scare away the creature or anything else, or might attract the attention of beast" you had know these three voices well as you tried getting yourself free.

???? " oh come on bro you are being to serious when we get home I can tell I brought home a good meal .... I hold my head high and say I caught a .... y/n"

y/n " oh look the mighty hunters have come"

spider " wait what did we get ... oh hey sis"

y/n " hey brother of mine"

neteyam " what oh y/n"

y/n " hello boys well it good to see you are up and awake"

lo'ak " what are you doing"

y/n " well I was walking home until this wonderful and pain gift caught me, sending him falling from there onto here making me the caught of your so called hunt"

neteyam " here let me free you" neteyam had came to help you from the trap around your leg, but even he couldn't undo by his hand and had to use his blade.

neteyam " I think you two have a long way before you two become the clan hunters for everyone sake"

lo'ak " yeah"

spider " hey sis have you see your legs " you had looked at your legs to see burn mark along with some scraps as well, you soon look at the boys.

y/n " I think you need to work on your rope material and tossing"

lo'ak " we didn't know it was you we thought it was a pray by the sound you made"

neteyam " lo'ak"

lo'ak "what I'm being honest"

y/n " well hunters why don't you help the so called caught of day get home"

spider " sure come on we had always been tasked to come get you as well"

y/n " well you have completed both task for the day good for you all"

lo'ak " I sense you are being sarcastic towards us"

y/n " oh no"

neteyam " come on let get her home and pray that uncle tsu'tey is mad at us" the trio had helped you get home as the four teens, had ran into their dads who were happy to see them but soon become shocked when they saw you were hurt.

kiri " so you three went hunting and decided to knock down y/n as well"

lo'ak " sis that was not our agenda we had gone hunting and were going to get y/n but, our plans got mixed up there for a moment"

y/n " yeah"

mo'at " well you are lucky that was not a other hunter trap are, we will be doing more work here"

y/n " oh goodie"

tuk " I thought you three like y/n"

neteyam " we do"

tuk " then why is she hunt because of you three"

lo'ak " well we were not looking and thought it was prey, we didn't know it was here until we looked at her"

kiri " it sounds like something you and spider will do"

spider " yeah it was not our best moment"

tsu'tey " how are you doing my daughter"

y/n “ good no bad damage had been caused”

norm “ good I can come home right away …”

y/n “ we are good dad the other based need you”

norm “ okay”

Jake “ boys as for you hunting trips for the time being with be supervised, for your safety and everyone else safety”

the boys “ yes sir”

neytiri “ good here some fruit for you all to eat and tea”

the kids “ thank you”

spider “ hey sis we are sorry”

y/n “ it okay but next time when you go hunting, because don’t place me in a trap” soon laughter had been heard, as everyone started laughing. The boys had nodded their heads the group had stayed with you that day, doing tasks and making sure no one else got hurt for the remaining of the day.

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[rlbbackup]

To be a Menace || SxF ficlet

Thank you @glacialdawn for this inspiring one. 😘 Love you babe! Also, thanks to @sister-cna-reader for sparking my love for this rare pair 💕

This is really short, so I'm just going to post it here for now. Maybe I'll put it on ao3 later. Maybe not. Who knows?!

Summary: in the wake of Your Spare Blade, Twilight has words with his Handler before being assigned a new mission.

Reporting on his most recent mission hadn't been too much of a hassle, minus the argument discussion about rushed assignments when little information was available. Fortunately, he and Yor had gotten out of the last one relatively unscathed, but there was no telling if that would be the case next time.

And while Handler had shared Twilight's frustration, she couldn't guarantee that rushed, inadequate assignments wouldn't happen in the future. Sudden changes happen and both he and his wife were well equipped to handle them when necessary.

It wasn't what he wanted to hear, but at least she had listened rather than brushing him off. (Had she ever brushed off his concerns? He couldn't recall a time when she hadn't taken what he said into consideration…)

The spy took a file, a new assignment, from his Handler and flipped it open just as a thought struck him. Born Industries stared back up at him from the first page and his eyes scanned over the details, committing it to memory while a thought swirled in the back of his mind.

Back in the early days of Strix, Bond had mysteriously shown up at Born Industries while he had been working to retrieve a possible truth serum. The whole mission could have been a disaster, with the lack of prior reconnaissance and short timetable, but the dog had made the whole ordeal so much easier.

Maybe…

“Could I bring Bond with me?” He inquired almost without thinking.

“No.” Sylvia answered, almost reflexively. There was a beat before, “May I ask why you are requesting he accompany you?”

Twilight didn't look up, keeping his eyes resolutely on the file, turning a page to pry further into the details. There was more to work with on this assignment, but just barely. “He was instrumental in helping me retrieve Gerrulimus, helping me navigate the building unseen.”

Sylvia's foot tapped the air for a moment, as if pondering it. “This infiltration should involve you disguising yourself as one of the specialists there, so having Bond there with you will most certainly draw more than necessary attention to you. It would be a risk.”

He can't help the quirk of his lip as he pointily looks at the dog at her feet. “Is that why Aaron is with you today?”

The shepherd perked at hearing his name, sitting up and looking at his mistress. The older spy lifted an eyebrow but placed a rewarding pat on her dog's head. “Matthew is watching him later. It's more convenient for him to come along rather than run back home and then to City Hall.”

The smile turns rapidly into a smirk. “Oh? So he's Matthew now?”

The stapler thrown in his direction was worth it. Fortunately, his reflexes had never been better, effectively dodging the attack. A short, amused laugh escaped his mouth as he dodged another object, skipping back as pens followed in his wake.

“Family life has made you incorrigible,” Sylvia hissed. “Get out of here! And make sure you complete this mission alone. Bond, Yor and especially Anya better not appear in your notes!”

Now there's an idea. The smile didn't quite leave his face as Twilight nodded, put his hat atop his head and began his retreat. Once arriving at the elevator he called back. “Tell Matthew hello for me and Yor looks forward to seeing him at the next family picnic!”

One last object flew past his ear as the door closed.

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[crying-fantasies]

Terraformer Special Unit family

The terraformers squad Sunset is part of is practically a combination of the group of cadets on Top Gun: Maverick and the Mitchell family, in a few words: a horrible disaster in the making soon to auto combust, Sunset sadly inherited his dad's bad luck magnet genes and more times than not they are all into a life or death missions even when it wasn't supposed to be like that and try to survive with whatever they do, they end up going full MacGyver more times than not, if you ask, Mariah and Cloudjolt are the ones who have swiss army knifes.

Windblade gets such a headache and a attack to the spark when Sunset dials and tells her the details of the mission: "Infected?! By the cosmic rust?! How?! You were supposed to just look out the perimeter! What do you mean there are zombies?!" Chromia has to make her take a seat and let her ventilation system act before Windblade or any member of the Senate pops a circuit, and then take her axe while Ironhide charges his blaster to bring the kids and their Capitan back home.

No one says a word to Eminence, because she could start a war for her friends using every detail or omission in the intergalactic law, and she could win, but they don't have time or resources for new surrendered planets or more population, they are at their minds end.

So, Sunset is the leader, Blood Horn, little and intrepid murder machine, is second in command and Chainbreaker is the third in command before he goes to earth, later on Mayhem takes his place.

Who is in charge of this intrepid, and constantly in the verge of dying, squad? Well, let's say Astrotrain is busy keeping them alive, he is the Maverick of this group and also a very bad mouthed Rick Mitchell that is just so done with his situation and constantly asking himself what kind of spawn of a glitch put younglings on his care, why not call Springer? If he can with the Wreckers then he can also manage these kids (In the background Sabersky is laughing like a mad scientist with a explosion behind, the whole group screaming in pain or annoyance, oh ,the screams of the innocent passerbys).

There is so much he can take especially with Sunset being a magnet of bad luck and simping for his second in command ("How come that you're alive?!" "Natural talent?"), Blood Horn trying to fight beings twice her size with her bare servos ("Don't even think about it" "But-" "I said no"), Mayhem and his constant necessity to eat organic things ("Five seconds rule" "...You're so gross, kid..."), Mariah and her snob bullshit ("My designation is Black Mariah now" "It's the God-damned same thing!"), Cloudjolt trying to play and carry little things even when he is scaring aliens away with his sheer size ("Can I keep it?" "Let it go in this instance, that's this planet's king!"), even Sabersky, his old friend Blitzwing's sparkling, gets on his circuits everytime the son of a glitch tries to bug him on how he can change faster than him ("C'mon, old bot!" "You really are your sire's spawn")

Astrotrain does understand how the autobots got to "reproduce" with humans, frag, Soundwave has always been popular with human femmes and some males, but is still beyond his understanding how the Insecticons' original hive (he thinks Cloudjolt is Shrapnel's at least) and Blitzwing got their spikes wet and valves used with humans with all their shit, and he says it because he thought humans had basic standards, and one of those is apparently come and see their sparklings from time to time, Astrotrain still has to make a double take when Cloudjolt's human carrier comes to visit him with a horde of sparkmates that call themselves Cloudjolt's sires or when Rodimus (and his whole crew) come to see Sunset, it's not his fault Rodimus' doomed CNA got Sunset in the mess his life is and he tells the former Prime so when Sunset has a new injury, Bumblebee isn't thrilled to see Astrotrain be his little femme's teacher or whatever, no surprise there, and at least Jazz and his conjunx are decent (how did they get such a pain in the aft of a kid?), Soundwave still gives him the creeps when he is only there, standing, not saying a word but somehow communicating with Mayhem when they get a mission on earth and Mayhem's human creator only smiles while giving everyone energon goodies to share, Blitzwing laughs at his misery and Astrotrain can't understand what the human saw in his friend to sparkbond with Blitzwing and even giving him a sparkling.

Humans are strange creatures.

Astrotrain misses Chainbreaker, even with those organic creppy things the kid created creeping around the spaceship and the whole fact the kid was Prowl's at least he was the most sane and decent of the whole group.

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[kingdoms-and-empires]

Spoilery question, will we ever be able to tell RO's or family members that we were reborn?

Here's a drink for your drinking game 🍷

It's just so funny for me to imagine peoples reaction. Like our parents are like "wait, SO YOU ALREADY KNEW WHERE BABIES CAME FROM AND YOU KEPT ASKING US AND MAKING US FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE!?" and MC is there like "heh, yeah 😜"

I mean there are probably so many moments where the MC seemed to know more than they should've, or acted older than they should've, that would just make so much more sense when people look back with the knowledge that MC had a previous life they could remember

"Spoilery question, will we ever be able to tell RO's or family members that we were reborn?" Honestly this is a really weird subject for me, but thankfully I wont have to answer it for a while lol, ive thought long and hard about it, but i still need more time to see how i can wring it out into the story without it seeming like a simple choice of "Do you or do you not" and it just being a meh decision of no consequence.

Of course I cna be an asshole and just let the MC do it early on, to everyone's laughter and shrugging it off, only for later for them to be like "Oh shit, I dont think MC was joking"

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[callsign-artemis]

A/N: Okay okay so. Ive decided after starting my 100th rewatch of The Walking Dead that I need to write a fic. It’s OcxOc but the plot twist is that y’all won’t meet the Love interest until season 7 and I’m starting at season 1 because I’m here to COMMIT!! Everything has been proofread by @ebodebo (go follow her she’s amazing)

ANYWHO! Updates will probably be sporadic so I’m going to do my best to make all chapters after chapter 1 as long as possible🙏

Introducing: Wandering - A walking dead story

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Most people say they don’t remember the day the world went to shit, but I don’t think that day will ever truly unstick itself from my bones

Chapter one- the end

August 26th, 2010

The beeping of hospital monitors haunted my sleep. I’d been spending every night in uncomfortable, plastic, hospital chairs for as many nights as my mom allowed. My father Rick Grimes had been shot in the line of duty 2 weeks ago and had fallen into a coma from the blood loss. I stayed with him when my mom worked so he wasn’t alone. I’d tell him about school, keep him updated on Carl and read to him, praying he could hear me. A fresh vase of flowers at least made the room bright for when he’d wake up.

But right now I was sleeping, or trying anyway. I could feel a thin hospital blanket on me. Theo, one of the hospital's CNAs, harassed me about taking care of myself and usually I fell asleep fully clothed in their shitty chairs without a blanket.

“Peaches?” The voice behind her made Nadia practically jump out of her seat.

“Jesus Shane….you scared the shit out of me. What are you doing here?” Nadia asked harshly. She never liked Shane, even as a little girl they butted heads. She couldn’t for the life of her imagine why Rick would hang out with him after work.

“Nadia we need to go. Now.” He spoke quickly, making his way to her dads bed and kneeling down beside him. “Rick, if you’re gonna wake up now’s the time man, shits going down and we need to leave.”

“Shane,” Nadia laughed half heartedly “what are you talking about?” Just when she thought he was finally losing it, gunfire started to ring out from outside the door. Shane pulled Nadia down under him as she screamed. Shane covered her mouth and she would’ve bit him in different circumstances.(I mean who the hell opens gunfire in a hospital?!)

Nadia could feel the tears start to well as Shane begged her father to wake up so they could leave, telling him that if we stayed they’d all die. After a few minutes of bargaining Shane picked Nadia up and dragged her out of the room.

“No!” She tried to push against his grip but he was incredibly strong. Nadia kicked and pulled until Shane pushed her into a hallway, begging her to be quiet or else they’d be found. She peaked around the corner, Shane pulled a gurney in front of Rick’s room. There was blood everywhere, screams and gunfire echoed down the hall. Shane grabbed her arm and they ran from the hospital, Nadia broke down when they got to his pickup.

“YOU MOTHERFUCKER!” Nadia hit Shane’s arm as hard as she could over and over and over until she didn’t have it in her anymore. She knew he was hurting too but didn’t care. He left her dad there to die.

“Peaches I had to.”

“Don’t call me peaches Shane. My dad is fucking dead.”

Shane sighed again, the truck roared to life as we peeled out of the parking lot. She stared out the window, thinking of her dad. Would he die? Would they leave a comatose man’s body to sort himself out? What if he woke up and everyone was gone?

Nadia and her father had always been close. She was the stereotypical ‘daddy’s girl’, hell as soon as she was old enough to hold a rifle without falling over she and her dad had gone hunting every season. He taught her how to cook, she knew all his favorite bands and all the words to every corny song that he absolutely loved. Sometimes when Carl was a baby she and Rick would sneak out and go to the 7/11 down the block just to get candy and rent cheesy movies to watch together….and now they’d never share those moments again.

“We’re here.”

Shane’s voice broke Nadia from her daze, she looked out the window to see her mom and brother already packed up ready to hit the road. “Go’n and pack a bag, I’ll talk to your mama and Carl.”

Carl.

He was only 10…and now he’s going to find out he’ll never see his dad again and the world might be ending?? He’ll never get those moments hunting alone with his dad as the sun breaks the day. Or watch cheesy movies with her and their dad when Nadia would be home from college. Nadia could feel the bile rising once again as she made her way past her family and into her room.

She had a typical 17 year olds room. Honestly, the floor was littered with laundry she needed to do as well as some CDs she’d rummaged through that morning. Her walls were a neon teal, they’d mostly been covered with posters of movies and bands, and paintings she’d created out of boredom. She tried to soak in every inch of her room in case she’d never see it again. As she started to pack she took a Polaroid off her wall.

“Jeez Anthony….you should be at practice right around now. Please be safe.”

She tucked the Polaroid of her and her best friend into the pocket of her backpack and kept packing. Just the essentials: a couple pairs of jeans, some tee shirts, boots, hat, dads hunting jacket, socks…toothbrush? Definitely a toothbrush. A hairbrush and a few notebooks and pens (and some comic books for Carl). She also made the decision to pack her hunting rifle in case they got stuck foraging for food, as well as a heavy knife.

She threw her bag into the back of the truck so that no one would suspect how heavy it was. Her mom and brother were crying into Shane as he had just broken the news. Or however he’d spun the story…but Nadia knew the truth that Shane had abandoned his “best friend”. Shane loaded everyone up into the truck and said they’d be headed to Atlanta and that the military would help them.

“Are we going to die?”

While it was spoken barely above a whisper, the question jolted Nadia out of her daydreamed haze. She looked down at her brother Carl who was laying in her lap.

“No baby. Because I’m going to do everything in my power to keep you safe, and so will mom and Shane.” Nadia tried her best to reassure him, rubbing his back softly. She’d instructed him to lay in her lap so he couldn’t see the panic that the rest of the world was in.

Before they knew it, they’d left King County and were headed to Atlanta. Nadia fiddled with her cross necklace, Carl had fallen asleep leaving the truck uncomfortably quiet.

The Grimes weren’t really a religious family but Nadia did occasionally attend Wednesday night Youth Group with her best friend Anthony when she was in town. The necklace was a gift from him.

Anthony. There he was on her mind again, she’d thought about calling him but Lori demanded she save her battery incase of emergency. Anthony Smith had been her best friend since middle school. They did everything together and were practically attached at the hip when they saw each other. He was a year older than her but that never mattered in how close they were.

Anthony was actually quite soft spoken, and smart as a whip. He was a tall kid, probably standing at about 6’3. He was built like an athlete, but he had to be with Track and field. They actually became friends at a track meet in sixth grade and kept up with eachother daily through AOL and Skype. And obviously only hung around each other at said meets. Anthony’s dad was a PE teacher and Coach so he definitely fueled the athletic fire in both kids. Anthony has always been a sweet kid and even when he was an asshole Nadia could never be mad at-

“Nadia! Get your head out of the clouds I’m talking!”

Nadia jolted in her seat, there she was daydreaming again. Lori was giving her daughter quite the concerned look.

“Where are we mom?” Nadia looked out the window to see full bumper to bumper traffic.

“Outside of Atlanta but as you can see we’re stuck in traffic” Shane answered from outside, with quite an annoyed tone Nadia noticed. She ignored Shane and hopped out of the truck so she could stretch her legs.

“Where’s Carl? I think I threw some comic books in my bag, I’m sure he’s bored out of his mind sitting here.” Nadia looked around and spotted Carl a few cars down playing checkers with a girl who looked to be about his age. She had a short blonde bob and a smile as bright as the sun. Nadia smiled in amusement and made her way to the car with her mom. “Someone has a cru-ush!” She teased in a sing-song voice. She yelped when Carl turned around and smacked her arm as hard as he could.

“Mo-om!!! Carl hit me!”

“Don’t tease your brother then!” She laughed. Nadia rolled her eyes and fluffed her brother's hair before sitting behind him to watch the kids play. Right as she sat down a woman came from the front of the car with waters. She was a smaller woman with buzzed gray hair.

“Oh! You must be Nadia, I’m Carol!” She had a smile just as bright as Sofias, Nadia made a mental note that they must be related. Nadia smiled and thanked her for the water, and just as she took a sip Carl enacted his revenge.

“You say I have a crush on a girl I just met when you’ve been after Anthony since forever.” Nadia showered the back of Carls with the water she had just taken a sip of and was prepared to cuss him out when the commotion started. Bombs were dropping into Atlanta.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Nadia screamed as she pulled the kids down to the ground underneath Carol’s car. She moved her body over the both of them so they would be shielded if anything came down.

The rest of the night was a blur. Shane grabbed everyone’s bags from the truck, grunting as he lifted Nadia’s particularly heavy bag. They ran into the woods with Carol, her husband Ed, and Sophia. There were screams in the distance and somehow Nadia and the kids got separated from the rest of the group. They ran until they came up on a high spot with a small clearing.

“Stop right there.” The shotgun barrel was aimed right between Nadia’s eyes. They widened with fear as Nadia put both her hand in front of her slowly.

“Sir, we’re just trying to get off the road…I have two small kids with me, please.”

The man’s aim faltered and Nadia rushed him, taking the gun and pointing it back at him. It probably wasn’t her smartest move but she had Sophia and Carl to look out for. There was a shriek behind her and Nadia whipped around just in time to shoot a man who was trying to get Sophia. Wait…what the hell?

Nadia slowly crept up to the man. He looked pale, his eyes were white and glossy and there was fresh blood around his mouth.

“Good aim kid. I’m sorry I pointed that thing at you. I just had to make sure you weren’t like him. The names Dale, you kids can stay with me and the girls tonight and we’ll look for your crew in the morning.” Dale smiled at her warmly, he was an older man judging by his white hair. But he had kind eyes and it was late so Nadia decided he could he trusted for the night.

She nodded, grabbing the kids as they headed into Dale's RV. There were two blonde girls sitting on the couch. One older one younger, Nadia figured they were probably sisters.

“Dale, who are they?” The older blonde asked, glaring at the three kids.

“Easy Andrea, the older one can take out those things like you wouldn’t believe!” Dale smiled back at Nadia. “They’re just staying for the night and…I didn’t get your name sweetheart?”

“Nadia. Nadia Grimes.”

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2nd A/N: (I will also be posting this story on Ao3 & Wattpad under Artemis Bradshaw_writes/Art_Bradshaw_Writes)

#the walking dead #ao3 fanfic #wandering #oc #Nadia Grimes having beef w Shane for no reason is actually me #zombie apocolypse au #the walking dead au #fanfic #yall I cannot wait for Nadia to get Shane’s ASS #rick grimes #carl did Nadia so dirty bring up Anthony like that but she deserved it

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Linked Universe Boys as Healthcare Workers

Y’all ever watched stuff like Grey’s Anatomy or Scrubs or all those crazy 911 shows? I briefly watched Grey’s Anatomy, thought it was cool, and then I got into healthcare and have been cursed to never be able to watch those kinds of shows again because for heaven’s sake stop shocking asystole and WHAT KIND OF CPR IS THAT AND--

Anyway. I just thought it would be fun to see what the boys would do based on their personalities.

Legend: Emergency department nurse all the way. “Experienced, to the point, snarky, prickly exterior with a soft heart” is a description for both Legend and a typical ED nurse. Has a love/hate relationship with his job. Lives off coffee and energy drinks, has a sore back 75% of the time, is a grouch but will absolutely look out for the newer nurses on the unit. Turns into a softie when taking care of pediatric patients and then will flip Warriors a bird at the nurse’s station when he teases him about it. Can tell Frequent Flyer Beedle no, do not bring bugs you found in the parking lot and in the same breath rush to the next room with the code cart when the patient crashes and then go to the room after and deal with the Karen complaining about waiting too long for test results. Keeps saying he’s gonna quit but absolutely will not. Always losing his trauma shears and pens because his roommate Ravio keeps selling them to his coworkers.

Hyrule: Paramedic. Street smart, adaptable, will MacGyver whatever he has to in order to treat the patient. Despite having GPS and having worked the streets for ages, he will still get lost trying to find a patient’s house. Has a very sweet bedside manner and is gentle and caring, but by heaven if he perceives you as a threat to himself, his partner, or his patient he will call the police on you so fast your head will be spinning (he would take care of you himself but there are rules, so he lets law enforcement handle it). Is one of the best medics out there but still thinks he’s nothing compared to the others, and feels especially small when he is giving report to the RN and MD at the hospital and they start interrogating him over pointless stuff. Legend always materializes in the room when that happens to back Hyrule up and tell the RN or MD they’re being stupid.

Warriors: Military nurse, used to work in field hospitals in their ED and take care of trauma patients, now he’s transitioned to civilian life and works in the same ED as Legend. Is having a really hard time dealing with frequent flyers and people who use the emergency department as their glorified boo boo station because he’s used to high acuity (i.e. very sick/injured) patients all the time from his previous work and now they’re only actual emergencies like 20% of the time. Has the patience of a saint, though, really only shows his annoyance through stony facial expressions as he charts on the computer (or really, slams his hands on the keyboard). Is a natural leader, has already been put in the position of charge nurse a few times, much to Legend’s chagrin. Warriors and Legend are constantly trying to prank each other, Warriors one time asked Legend for a hand with medicating patients and asked him to medicate the most talkative one, knowing that Legend would be held hostage by a conversation for like half an hour (Legend was seething, Warriors was dying of laughter). Always makes sure his accessories match his scrubs - his favorite is dark green scrubs with a blue stethoscope. Buys Legend’s pens from Ravio just to annoy him.

Twilight: CNA on the pediatric floor. All the kids love him, and he is such a hard worker, the nurses praise him all the time. Knows every patient and their needs. Has a giant collection of stuffed goat plushies and toy horses that he brings to the kids. Gentle, patient, caring, and protective. Once threw hands with a parent who was completely out of line and trying to attack a nurse - situation was de-escalated and resolved before security ever got a chance to get there. Dude is freakishly strong, can move any equipment and pick up even teenage patients without any help. Will hold babies for hours if he’s between tasks and they don’t have anyone there to be with them. Brings a therapy dog to the unit when he’s not working. Is the literal best.

Time: Military trauma surgeon, used to work in the same hospital as Warriors and they enjoyed working together when they saw each other, transitioned to Hyrule Hospital where all the other boys are and still gets to see Warriors when he comes to see trauma patients in the ED. Decisive and takes charge of situations, works well under pressure, and always has a keen sense of where the issues are and how to fix them. Runs his operating room with decisiveness and seems very stern and strict, but can be kind as well, just has high standards. Views his job as a calling and a duty, and as such can get caught up in it and usually has to be dragged out of the OR by Malon, a scrub nurse who is tough as nails but gentle and understanding - and who just happens to be his wife. They met when he got to Hyrule Hospital and she didn’t fall for his aloof demeanor that usually kept everyone else at arm’s length. His OR, despite being the most chaotic and unpredictable branch of surgery, is the most well organized and timely out of the entire hospital. Other surgeons are mind blown how he manages to keep things running as well as he does. Some think it’s because of Malon, others recognize it’s because they’re both excellent at keeping the place running, and they know how to pick the best team.

Wild: Transporter. Absolutely loves ferrying patients to different destinations, and he’ll chat with them the entire way. Oftentimes can slow down operations at the hospital because he will get lost with the patient (they eventually reach their destination, the patient is never upset because they’re always laughing with Wild about how they had a great adventure) en route to wherever they’re going. Loves to bring homemade meals to his favorite units (like the pediatric units, he loves visiting them and seeing the kids and Twilight) or the most under served units (like the emergency department). Occasionally zones out, worrying all the staff around him, but he always snaps back and is okay - he just says it’s a side effect from a brain injury he got a while ago. Loves to take selfies all over the hospital (he’s careful not to mess with patient confidentiality, of course), has an Instagram account for his “hospital adventures” and patients love being part of it. (The most recent was a selfie of him and a teenage patient who he was supposed to be transporting to MRI but they somehow ended up in the ambulance bay, where the teenage patient then got to see what the inside of an ambulance looked like while Hyrule showed them the equipment) Will 100% experiment with broken equipment when he’s in between transports and one time was found twisted and tangled in EKG wires. Once ate a french fry off the floor in the staff room and everyone was convinced he was going to die because for heaven’s sake, Wild, NEVER EAT ANYTHING THAT TOUCHES A HOSPITAL FLOOR. (Twilight was there and almost had a heart attack, seriously considered asking a nurse to give him syrup of ipecac to make him puke it out) Is considering getting training to become a registered nutritionist.

Wind: Training respiratory therapist. Decided to go into healthcare after his sister got seriously ill and was hospitalized for a time, and he was determined to make sure that he could take care of her if anything like that happened again. Very boisterous and excited to learn new things, eager to prove himself, has more energy than basically anyone else in the hospital. Is always arriving before the actual respiratory therapist he’s training under and has all the equipment ready to go when his preceptor (his teacher) arrives. Passed out when he witnessed his first intubation (it was in the ED, Legend still hasn’t let him hear the end of it, Warriors then gets on Legend’s case and it devolves into an argument between the two) but since then has been 100% focused and learning his hardest so he can do it correctly. Wild once offered for Wind to practice intubation on himself with Hyrule’s guidance (since paramedics can intubate) and Wind was totally gonna do it until Twilight intervened. Often practices intubations in the OR as well, and he gets the most nervous when he’s in Time’s OR but it’s the most satisfying feeling when Time compliments him. His favorite patient population is pediatrics and he wants to specialize in that. It’s the best feeling in the world when a breathing treatment helps and a kid who was struggling so hard is suddenly breathing much better. It reminds him of Aryll when she was struggling during her hospitalization, and he feels good knowing he’s making a difference. Wants to travel when he gets enough experience.

Four: ICU nurse. Methodical, detailed, observant, and very organized. Somehow always has his life together, his charting done, his tasks completed, and his patients clean and in good order. People swear he can do multiple jobs at once and they don’t know how he does it. Very understanding and empathetic but no-nonsense, his patients will walk three times a day and they will get their bath. Always manages to be the one to find Wild breaking equipment and nearly loses his mind when Wild accidentally breaks an IV pump. Is the person people go to when something needs troubleshooting. Writes down his plan for the entire shift after assessing his patient at the start of shift (he uses different colors for different tasks). Prefers night shift because he likes that there are fewer people around, gives him focus to do his tasks uninterrupted. Meditates to decompress after a bad shift. Loves nagging Legend and Warriors when they give him reports on their patients who they’re sending to him from the ED even though he’s already read the patient’s chart eight times to be sure he knows what he’s getting. (”Ok, but what about their skin, have you assessed their skin?” “FFS Four, they’ve got a freaking emergency tracheotomy that I’ve been handling and they coded twice, just take the damn patient”)

Sky: Air medical pilot, flies the hospital helicopter that brings in critically ill/injured patients either from the field or less equipped hospitals. Has passed out at the sight of his own blood but has learned to handle gore pretty well early on. Lives off of energy drinks, exchanges different ones with Legend to see which one works best. Once flew to a scene of a pediatric trauma alert despite there being a thunderstorm because all the other air medical places turned the flight down due to weather, and somehow they all survived to see another day even though his flight medic was convinced they were going to get struck. Volunteers in the NICU at his off time to hold babies. Twilight has been trying to get him to become a tech on a pediatric floor, but Sky keeps saying no (”Sky, you like the babies, there are a lot of babies here!” “Yeah, but they’re not all babies, the other patients talk and demand” “Come on, I know you care about them” “I’m not a kid person, Twilight. Just the babies.”) Is trying to convince Hyrule and Legend to become a flight medic and flight nurse, respectively, so they can be on the helicopter together. Flew helicopters in the military and met Time and Warriors that way. Always drops everything to give the others hugs. Brightens whatever room (or helicopter) he’s in.

#oh boy I had fun with this #now I've got the Grey's Anatomy theme song stuck in my head #lu in healthcare #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu sky #lu time #lu twilight #lu wild #lu warriors #lu wind #lu four #lu hyrule #lu legend

[bumblebeerror]

I hate medical questions I’ve decided

How am I, the guy sitting here telling you that I have been in constant pain for pretty much my whole life and only three years ago did it get bad enough for me to consider that abnormal, supposed to just know that when you ask how long I can stand or walk or sit that you mean BEFORE IT HURTS. Why the fuck wouldn’t you add that second bit that’s important context to your question

“Do you have cough or shortness of breath” well yeah. “Is it new?” Oh. No.

“Do you have circulation issues?” Yea. “How long have they been diagnosed?” Oh. No.

Like for fucks sake dude a crumb of fucking context is all I ask. And I GREW UP with a mom that worked as a nurse in a clinic and then in a hospital. I had a cna license. How the fuck is someone who doesn’t know how many days you have to wait before urgent care will give you a zpak supposed to navigate this? Or am I just extra fucking dense

WHY DO THEY NEVER CLARIFY ANYTHING DUDE

[hearts4juzi]

no bc ik in fnaf 1-6 fazco was known for being pretty sketchy but i love how sw era fazco is genuinely just ufcking awful. hell yeah chop that kids leg off with a saw. yeah just gas him if he starts crying. dont look in the vents theres nothing there. oh giant robot that learns things? lets have him rip stuff up in our basement sure. accidents? no idk what u mean. yeah check out this game the last guy who tested it ripped his face off but thats okay youll be fine. no i know i should report this but like. its probably not you so i wont lol. yes im your company provided therapist now tell me about your tragic life. wow you're a piece of shit do you actually deserve therapy or cna i interrogate you?

#henry emily may be a horrible boss but #hell never be as bad as the sb company owners #ignore the jab at luis it was funny #tzu rambles #help wanted 2 #help wanted 2 spoilers #hw2 spoilers #hw 2 spoilers

[docholligay]

Ep 4: Misty

Hello! This is about up to Episode 4 of Yellowjackets, and ONLY episode 4 of Yellowjackets. I have not seen beyond the fourth episode, at all, and know NOTHING about this show. Please do not spoil it for me.  Things that are spoilery in nature, for me, include: saying things like  “Just wait!!” confirming or denying anything I put forward, outside information about the cast interviews or creator statements, leading questions like “Do you think “blank moment” means anything?” etc. Remember  that Y’ALL HAVE SEEN THE SHOW AND I HAVE NOT. This informs the way you  talk about things relating to the show. Just be really careful is all  I’m asking. Also: If there is LITERALLY any stance I  could take on this show or character that would make you upset, please  just fucking block the tag

If you WOULD like to discuss the show and my takes on it, the Discord is right here! I don’t go there, so it’s a great place to get every emotion out.

Please thank @sailorsunspot and @moonlight-frittata for backing this odd way of doing a liveblog, and remember my tip jar is always open

I feel like every time I watch this show and specifically every time I watch Misty, all I can say is “Holy shit, oh my god” and though it is not very interesting, it is always right. I laughed ALOUD at the “do people write notes…before they’re murdered, or is that more of a suicide thing?” I have never identified with Misty more even though I would not be surprised if in fact Misty did kill Travis. Why? I mean, at this point I’d be satisfied with “for the same fucking reason she pulled Nat’s starter” to bring her closer

Which is sort of a tangential segue into what I wanted to talk about with Misty and her being a CNA. I am so embarrassed I didn’t see this before, but it’s just a natural outgrowth of her desire for people to NEED her, to be placed in a position where she’s the one who can help. But she couldn’t hack it as a nurse, I guess, or the schooling, so here she is, and it’s not at all what she imagined, it’s bringing jello to old people. 

This is another reason why it wouldn’t surprise me at all if Misty were at the heart of a lot of this. It’s getting the band back together! It’s reconsturcting a part of Misty’s life that, so far, we’re shown is some of the happiest she’s ever been, because she is useful, and in groups like this, she can’t be on the outs. She can be teased, but even when they tease her about wanting to give a sponge bath to Coach Ben, she is more a part of this group than she has been before. She is more a poart of SOMETHING. 

So, even to the extreme negative, I absofuckinglutely think Misty is capable of this shit, and quite willing to engage in it--we see how she has access to people who can hack email, she can track people down, and she knows enough about being caught to know how NOT to be caught. 

So where do we think her obsession with coach Ben is going? I mean, TIMES ARE TOUGH, we’re out here with exactly two guys and a lot of women who so far assume they dig on dudes and also are swelling with hormones. But I think Misty was latched onto him long before we ever boarded that plane. His leg has made him rely on her, and that reliance feels like love to her, I think, even if there is no way in heaven or hell Ben would be interested. 

Fucking tailing Nat after Nat tells her the plans are none of her business, Jesus Christ, Misty, and it’s just another example of how Misty doesn’t understand why no one likes her and why she can’t have friends. Nat is no fucking peach, and I’m the first to say that, but Misty either has no actual idea about appropriate ways to act, or doesn’t care. And really, I think it’s a little of both, i think Misty has somehow talked herself into the idea that she alone, bullied and beleaguered, has the right to act however she wants because she’s HELPING. When she stalks Nat, she sees it as HELPING, she talks herself into the fact that she is looking out for her, she ‘has her back’ this isn’t creepy, it’s helpful. I think to a very large extent, she buys her own bullshit on this. 

It’s pathetic as fuck, but Nat is the closest thing she has to a friend. It’s such a perfect moment when the gal that she takes out as a cover (brilliant, by the way, I laughed. Great touch.) tells her that she reminds her of her granddaughter and “no one really likes her either” 

The show is working with Misty in such a way that it wants to show us how a person can be lonely and unliked and to what extent do we allow ourselves to feel like they have it coming?

#Doc watches Yellowjackets #yellowjackets S1 E4

[randomshinobi]

I hereby present to you, Ravenus, a predacon oc of mine.

Was originally a cybertronian named Echolight, who fell onto an unfortunate situation back in war on cybertron, where she was ambushed and almost left to die after being tortured for refusing telling Optimus' whereabouts. Shockwave decided to take her in as one of his experiments that no one knows.

Without statis, she was infused, and experimented in fusing predacon CNA into her body as his early Project Predacon development with a cybertronian as a host. The Autobots somehow mamaged to ambush the secret lab in as they managed to detect her weak signal in mere further away from battlefield, ended up with the place and everything destroyed. As the Autobots arrived, theyre too late, and she was dead after running amok and losing control with them temporarily.

The experiment failed unfortunately.

Or so he thought.

As she woken up, she realized she was already been buried deep down as all of them thought she was died, and Echolight possessed a new host and memory so ancient, that she needed more answers for this. With this, Echolight slowly guiding the new predacon about life, and made a pact together, in return for Echolight to return to the Allspark, and Ravenus able to reunite with her brethern as promised.

Her mistake was both cybertronian and predacon CNA couldnt mix so well, nor that the predacon CNA slowly actually slowly eating herself up, as she is dying slowly in progress. She went neutral for her own good.

That until she met Predaking, alone infront of the abaonded cave as he was devestated with his loss. Her questions slowly have more answers as she seek loyalty under him, and him helping her out with everything she required, especially interrogating Shockwave. Her deal was make sure Echolight's body managed to be restored in one piece, while Ravenus' CNA and memory still intact in a new life vessel in future.

#tfp #transformers prime #original character #oc #oc lore #geno's work

[actuallyacerrr]

If we were irl friends (delete if it makes you uncomfy 😣)

inside, feeling relaxed from the rain

Maybe we're listening to Mitski or Cavetown some chilll music

We would he the type of friends that can just sit in silence but still spend time with each other

Maybe I would be reading and you'd be drawing

you would be the friend to go to when I need to chill you seem like you'd be good at that

Lile we just peacefully coexist and we like it that way

I don't think you are JUST chill

I imagine us having the crAziest dance parties in your room

Lile busting out all the lame moves like the robot or the running man while giggling like idiots

Music is BLASTED to where we cna barely hear each other

But w're still trying to gossip

You'll tell me about your life and I'll offer very helpful (/half sarcastic) advice

I'll lend a listening ear and some witty remarks once we're too exhausted to keep dancing

Yes. Genuinely sounds like it be a blast.

To add onto this (+ some little things about me sprinkled in and everything out of place.)

• I’d ask for book recommendations to add to my ever growing TBR, I feel like you’d have good recommendations.

• Have a little mini book club where we just talk about the books. And if it’s a series we’d theorize on what happens next.

• Playlists.

• Sitting around together peacefully would be heavenly. Gods know it be need it with the chaotic (and sometimes to much) energies of my irl friends.

• But i’d stop to show progress or get opinions on what i’m drawing or ask you how your book is.

• I may subject you to rants about ocs, writing ideas, characters, etc. Plus random facts that I somehow know. (In hopes you do the same.)

• We’d go to these little hidden gems around, a boba place with cat looking cups that are the cutest!! and a cat cafe. You seem like the person to like that stuff. (correct me if i’m wrong.)

• The music would be a very wide variety of songs no doubt, cheesy love songs to the most randomness song out there.

• Book shopping trips, both at big chains and independent shops. ^

• We could probably talk for ages though when we get it starting, jumping from topic to topic, there’d always be something, cool post, art, fanfic, gossip, etc.

• We’d either be chilling doin tv our things (parallel play) or having chaotic times but like a chill chaotic, not the way my irl friends are.

• Overall the vibes would be great.

#acerrr rambles