#curious cats - gotta love em <3

[happyheidi]

𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝗒 𝗃𝖾𝖿𝖿𝗋𝖾𝗒𝗐 ♡

#curious cats - gotta love em <3 #cottagecore #nature #naturecore #cats #animals #water #water lillies #water lily #pond #garden #kittens #photography #cottage aesthetic

[flwersgarden]

Hey!! I would like to request a yandere Elvis with a reader who is in a group? Who like dances and sings and stuff like that. Where like Elvis saw their group performance, but he can't take his eyes off them? Please do this if you want to or not! Also, take care of yourself, please! Love you, darling! <3

note: I LOVE THIS!!! i love when yan elvis is so in love he doesn't care about anyone else but the reader <//3 and also take care, i love you too, my love! hope you like it ♡

“ do you know how dazzling you are? ”

elvis' voice interrupted your singing, turning to look at him who was just watching you with the biggest heart eyes anyone could have.

“ do you know how tacky you are? ”

elvis giggled.

“ only for my best girl. ” he whispered, his hand coming to cup your cheek. “ my best, best girl. ” he then leaned to kiss you but was interrupted by some knocks in the door.

“ y/n? we gotta go, girl, come on! ” some giggles followers after.

“ coming! ” you screamed back, rolling your eyes before standing up. elvis still sitting as he watched you get ready for your performance.

“ will you be in the audience tonight? ” you asked, buttoning your dress before fixing your hair and checking your makeup.

“ of course. i wouldn't miss it in the world. ”

everyone knew better than to keep elvis from watching your shows.

last time he missed one ended up with the colonel having a black eye and half of the memphis mafia holding elvis back from almost killing him.

but you didn't knew that, of course, so everytime you innocently asked him the same question. just to be sure.

“ i love you. ” you said, crouching down a bit to kiss his lips which he returned.

“ 'love you too. ”

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elvis could explain the feeling of watching you in stage as euphoria.

you were incredible, simple as that. he loved to shower you in compliments every show.

“ you were fantastic, darling, you gotta teach me your moves. ” — “ elvis, i just sway to the music. it's not a big deal. ”

“ whoo, mama, let me take you to dinner! ” — “ my boyfriend, ladies and gents. ”

but now that he was this big thing, he just had to endure it until the end.

knowing elvis was watching have you a confidence boost, your voice was louder, your body moved slightly and your smile shined.

you didn't danced like elvis did but you did some moves like swaying your arms to the music, your feet moving your body side to side and your head shaking a bit when the music was more upbeat.

your bandmates always told you how hypnotizing you could be because they saw how the audience went quiet the moment you step the stage, your white long dress flowing like a princess gown and your hair loose enough to catch their attention.

you were the opposite of elvis in some ways. you mostly sang ballads, sometimes groovy stuff if you felt like it, but you were more experienced in that area. and elvis loved it.

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the first time elvis saw you and your band performed was in one of those shows he finds while being a curious cat.

sitting on one of the few chairs that remained he waited to discover new music.

but what he discovered, were new feelings.

he sensed the feeling of protection over you as soon as you walked into the small stage with a soft yellow dress. looking like the sunshine that greets you after a storm.

a sigh left his lips when you started to sing, his mind was transported to another dimension, he swears. no one ever made him feel that way with their music.

to say he was surprised is an understatement, he was enchanted, in love, calm and at peace.

how did he never heard from you?

he asked b.b king about it once.

“ man, i don't know them, you gotta be in some weird places to find such an amazing band lemme tell you that! ” b.b king chuckled as he dusted off his suit. “ those are gems, presley, if you let 'em go... ” he turned away fron the mirror in front of him, the sight of a blushy elvis presley made him believe in love at first sight. “ you are stupid. ”

so, with that advice, elvis looked for you. finding you in some dinner he, also, didn't knew about.

“ he- ” he cleared his throat, shaking his body as if that would shake his nerves off.

he was practicing his lines outside the dinner, some people looking at him weird when they passed by him.

“ hello, i'm elvis presley. ” he winked while extending his hand. grimacing at the single thought of how he looked like he retrieved his hand.

he entered the dinner, repeating to himself what he was going to say.

' hi, i'm elvis presley, i saw your show the other night. i think you're really beautiful and i'd like to invite you for a dinner somewhere. '

simple as that!

“ hi. ”

he turned to the sound of a voice, his smile falling as the sight of your gorgeous face drowning his thoughts.

you raised your eyebrows. elvis kept his silence.

“ um, well. i-. ” you looked at your bandmates, who were just encouraging you. “ i wanted to ask you for your autograph, for my friend. over there. ” you pointed at the giggling friend that was at your table but when you returned your gaze to him, you noticed he didn't stop gazing at you like if you were an alien or something. “ hello? ”

he blinked. ok, now you were scared.

“ uh... i'll just go... ” you whispered.

“ I WANT TO GO OUT WITH YOU! ”

you turned abruptly to him, the whole dinner going silent.

“ what? ”

“ i-.. i want to, y'know, go o-out with y-you. ” he closed his eyes, waiting for the rejection to come.

he sure didn't expected for you to laugh.

“ oh, you are adorable! ” you said while laughing, your friends following with some chuckles.

elvis smiled a bit. “ is that a yes? ” his confidence level suddenly upgrading.

you stopped laughing for a few minutes, a smile in your face as you nodded. “ it's definitely a yes. ”

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in yours and elvis first anniversary, he sang a ballad 'can't help falling in love' while you slowly danced with him.

“ wise men, say... ” he softly said next to your ear, his cheek pressing against yours. “ only fools fall. ” he kissed your cheek, making you giggle.

he smiled at the memory, noticing how people started to clap when they mentioned your band name which made him clap too, even whistle a bit.

jerry slapped his arm. “ man, shut up, they gonna see ya'! ”

elvis just laughed.

“ thank you! ” you raised your hand, the audience growing quiet. “ thank you so much. we are so honored to be here and to perform in front of you, lovely people. ”

the audience looked at each other, clearly smitten with the shy intro you did.

“ i... uh, really don't have anything else to say, so. ” you chuckled, the audience and elvis following your lead. “ here's the first song! ”

the audience clapped before going silent as your bandmate started playing the acoustic guitar.

elvis always noticed little things you did on stage that no one could. like the way you close your eyes as the first seconds of any song starts sounding through the place, how your fingers twitch with the need of touching the microphone in a way to feel closer to the music you loved to sing. you were the calmer version of the passion you and elvis shared for music.

elvis was outspoken, moving as the music made him feel, passionate with it, hard with the connection he wants to pass with the audience making them cheer up and scream.

you were timid, swaying to the instruments that the music was composed by, your hands touching the microphone stand with the same softness the music made you feel; as if you were floating in a big cloud, your voice connecting the audience to heaven making them want to close their eyes and imagine themselves in a big cottage, baking some pie and listening to the birds chirping.

like the ying and yang, like bonnie and clyde, like love and adoration, like obsession and admiration, you both were the perfect combination.

the audience was focused on the music but elvis was focused on you.

how your lip gloss he bought for you made your lips shine right, how your eye makeup that he helped you in made your eyes feel like an angel guiding the sinner to the right path, how your dress made you look like a divine sight, how your whole presence was something he would never get tired of.

he was elvis presley, the boy parents feared theor daughters would marry, the man that made it to the top. and he found the one to he with him forever.

the songs went in a blur, the audience clapping for every time one of them ended, elvis gifting you smiles whenever you looked over at him. and when the performance ended, elvis didn't lost time.

he got up from his seat, jerry following behind to confirm no one spotted them before leaving him alone with you backstage.

“ baby! ” elvis screamed at you, who were chatting with a bandmate.

as soon as you heard him you turned to look at him, a big smile in your face.

“ elvis! ”

you ran to him, thanking god you weren't wearing any heels, hugging him when you reached him.

“ how did i do? ”

“beautiful, amazing, astounding- my darling, you are truly an angel sent from heaven just for me. ”

you grew shy at the compliments, even if you were looking for them, hiding your neck in his chest catching the smell of his expensive cologne and that smell that characterizes him. that smell of peace, of safety, of home.

“ thank you, my love. ” you kissed his chin.

oh, how happy you were of being with him.

#request 🤍 #austin!elvis x reader #yandere austin!elvis #austin!elvis #elvis 2022 #elvis presley x reader #elvis x reader #yandere austin!elvis x reader

[tsuki-sennin]

Ei! Ei! Oh! A transcendent victory! The big 3-0! The greatest milestone thus far, with non-stop bangers since Episode 1! Avataro Sentai! Donbrothers! Our festival is yet to reach its climax! Everybody jump! Everybody dance and sing together!

Spoilers, I guess continues this Saturday! Yeah, I mean this one!

-Donbros Fantasia!

-Toradora Onitaijin!

-Oh shit, Auntie Yuriko has been kidnapped!

-...you remember her, right?

-Those darn Anoni!

-Obviously they're trying to save her from Chef Haruka's Beef Stroganoff.

-The Anoni finally exist! As like, characters!

-Gotta hunt the Juto.

-HOLY SHIT TARO BHJKL:LHK

-I guess the Anoni do hate being eaten. I mean, I would too.

-Imagine literally the only family you have being Auntie Yuriko.

-...now I'm curious, what might've happened to Haruka's parents? Or rather, how little connection do the team have to regular society outside of each other and their civilian workplaces?

-"I have a wife!"

-oh

-Oh, we're finally letting that house of cards collapse, huh?

-Guess he's a real gentleman.

-Kijino Miho.

-Ah, yep! Hanamura!

-Knew that guy was trouble.

-Sorry Tsuyoshi, but we've gotta hunt 'em all down.

-Sassing and making small talk with her own kidnappers? Like aunt, like niece, I suppose.

-That's a pretty fancy spread they've got.

-.

-YURIKO

-Y'know, I can respect the honesty.

-But like

-Yeah, your shitheel ex-boyfriend's mom is a furry.

-Oni hidden in the leaves.

-Sneak 100.

-OH NO

-Yep, that dude is gonna die an absolutely horrendous death.

-At the zone.

-OH MY GOD THAT BITCH JUST TORE INTO IT

-Didn't even pay for it!

-"Oh, don't mind me, just a little oni lady doing her weekend shopping~!"

-Ohhhh, here it comes, my one weakness! Extremely awkward public confrontations about infidelity!

-Help, I'm gonna die!

-Stop crying, you overgrown flamingo chick! She was talking to this dude for like five minutes!

-...still love you though.

-Sayama appears!

-Everybody's here!

-Hanamura's mom sent him to a farm upstate.

-Whole-ass sukiyaki plate.

-Meatless sukiyaki!

-Gotta let the dog out?

-Harucrawl.

-oh

-Tsuyoshi

-Sayama was just chomping the whole time, huh?

-Find Murasame.

"Your food, sir."

"GIMME"

-Shinichi's look of terror is honestly justified.

-YOU pay!

-Man, stiff 'em like that.

-And Kaito just accepts it.

-God, man.

-Spice Spice Spice

-Oh.

-Oh, Tsubasa you charmer.

-Dog Man meets Condor Woman.

-"So like... you wanna be friends? Kinda?"

-So the Anoni went to the Donbrothers as messengers, while Sononi chose to ask Tsubasa perfectly.

-Oh shit, we're all going to the townhouse.

-"Get spiced, idiot!"

-Oh shit, Miho's here.

-From the Don Clan.

-"Don't hurt the cats. I'll deal with it."

-Alright, that lines up with what Sonoi told us.

-I mean, you guys are kinda just going off of your instincts, but the Juto possessing Sayama's boy has been trying to murder Tsubasa this whole time, so...

-Oh, copy!

-Oh, so... Don Murasame's meant for killing, huh?

-Penguin?

-Oh shit, penguin.

-CRAAAAANE

-That's it, grab your aunt.

-"Murasame, it's shark time!"

-"The plan's over. No more beast hunting!"

-Oh, Jirou's taking care of the Spice Guy.

-Donbrothers really is a lot, huh?

-Good job, Jirou!

-Spice man's really gone up the Scoville!

-Transcendent wind!

-Ohhhhhhhh

-They know.

-Inu Brother focus episode.

-The dog unmasked.

-The confrontation we've all been dreading is near.

-And I'll be on the edge of my seat the whole time.

#super sentai #avataro sentai donbrothers #donbrothers spoilers #donbrothers #don! don! it's a full force peachy festival!

[upthetracks]

1/1/24 - After June

June I was sitting with her watching her childhood cat take its last breath and crying and loving her just as much as always. Eating a can of mandarins by the river with the gnats crowding in, quickest thing I could grab out the pantry after I heard her laughing with someone I once hoped to love, delirious in the heat and the hunger. Sitting in one of the back pews of a tiny church, white in all black in a sea of black family in baby blue - they'd invited me but I didn't hear about the dress code - wiping tears and snot on my sleeve after seeing my full-of-life friend dead and still in the casket.

And June is the month I met my friend from Georgia who I been clinging to ever since. We started feeding people on a hot August day and haven't stopped. Made a pot of stew just two days ago to hand out. Same month I had a 3 day romance, last week back home for christmas I had my first gay hookup. In October, went to a trans celebration and won a vial of T, saw my friend's set up for diy hormones, tried dmt. Made a couple things I'm proud of - big back patch for a Palestine march, a t-shirt design to fund raise for the Atlanta community bail fund, 100 stickers against the cpc up the street. I've been learning how to be a better listener and friend to the kids at work. I've been laughing often. My weeks are often full. I sat in on a mutual aid teach in recently, and met a black organizer who makes me feel like there's work in this city that is actually meaningful and direct. There are some folks around me with passion who I feel I could learn from. A friend saved up a whole pile of bread tags for me and gave em to me as a Hanukkah gift, one of the sweetest things someone's done for me in a while. I feel like I'm better with people than I used to be, like I can sit and chat with anyone if I gotta. Makes me less scared to be around new folks. Watched some John Waters movies with my ex-lover. We spend a lot of time together still, I'm grateful there's still love and friendship between us. I think I've learned how to be there better for my friend that has panic attacks and spirals. I feel like I'm a better cook than I used to be. I feel a little older, a little more steady on my feet. Mostly I am ashamed of myself, but sometimes I catch a facet of myself reflecting some light back. I stand taller. The fog is less constant. There is more sharpness and motion and change. The months do not bleed into each other so much. I feel more. I think more, want more. I feel like I am living a sad small life, but a life.

This year I want to be more dependable, committed, autonomous, skilled. I want to build this distro up strong and right, I want to grow bolder and less afraid. I want to make art, read, learn, be curious, be spontaneous, fluid, quick to spring and do on a whim. Less lethargic, less trapped by inertia, indecision, comforting numbness. I want to laugh with friends, grow closer, kiss lovers, text back, climb trees, get hurt, get up, get to work. Be honest, be blunt, be open. Desire, want, hunger, plan, enact. Stick with it. More life, more life.

You will be ashamed, you will feel alone, you will feel lost, impotent, cowardly, stupid, stuck, stagnant. And you will wake up. And you will try just a little bit, and it will feel like an unfurling. And you will forget again, and when you feel it again it will be familiar. And then more familiar, less impossible, more reflexive, more matter of habit. Maybe one day you will have teeth and be free. More life, more life.

[little-fics]

Curiosity Killed the Cat

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Stucky x Reader

Request summary: you are not happy about your daddies new way of keeping track of you, but maybe you could warm up to the idea of it

Warnings: Age regression; pacifier mention; sort of leashes but its like a baby leash connected to a backpack; baby has hurt feelings; I could have missed something so please read at your own risk.

Word Count: 2.6K

A/N: I really hope you like it nonnie, I really enjoyed writing it. love you buggy boos <3

You wanted to look at everything not matter where you went with your daddies. At the park it was every dog, every leaf. At the store it was every fluffy thing you could find, every piece of candy or toy. If you saw something you wanted to look at, you were gone. Steve and Bucky had discussed their options after the fifth time you'd run off from them. It wasn't that they didn't want you to look, but you're their baby and you needed one of your daddies to go with you. The problem with that? You forgot in your excitement; a lot.

That's how you've found yourself in this predicament.

You were ready to go to the zoo, tattered thigh jean shorts and a pretty tie-dye shirt with SpongeBob's crew with cute purple shoes. You were bouncing on your heels at the door, waiting impatiently on your daddies. You know better than to go out the door and wait for them by the car, so you're whining, rushing your daddies.

"Papaaaa, it's time to go! We not gonna get to see eb'ryfin'!" Steve came rounding the corner, Bucky trailing right behind him with a lavender backpack in his hand that seemed a little full. Steve picked you up, balancing you on his hip, "We're almost ready little one," he wiggled his finger on your tummy, "we just want to show you something before we go." Bucky held the backpack up, smiling innocently.

It was so cute, it was a shade lighter than your shoes to match perfectly. It was plain, other than the pins and small keychain fidget toys your daddies had surely put on. He opened it up and it had a coloring book, a pack of colored pencils, your favorite pacifier and Lincoln the Ram, the oldest stuffie you had. You reached for the ram, and when you'd pulled him out you saw a bag of candy. Bucky laughed when your eyes lit up, "No baby, that's for today, you can have some later." You jutted your lip out and he shook his head, "Nice try, but puppy dog eyes only work on papa."

When you accepted that, Steve spoke up, "This is a special backpack sweetness." Your brows furrowed as you looked at it, not seeing anything about it. Bucky pulled out a stretchy cord that ended in a scrunchy like bracelet. "When you put this backpack on, daddy or papa will put this on." He slid it on his wrist and tugged at the cord close to his wrist, "So you can't go wondering off like you always do." You whined loudly, "Won' run off!" Your face in Steve's neck, letting out another loud whine.

“Oh silly baby,” Steve kissed your hair, “it’s okay, you’re not in trouble for being curious, we’re just trying to protect our kitty.” You let out a heavy groan, “No, don’ wanna wear it.” You clutched to Lincoln, your chin wobbling on edge of tears. “Dollie,” Bucky said softly, stepping forwards to rub your back, “it’s dangerous when you run away from us, you forget in the pretty head to tell your daddies where you’re going and we can’t find you.” You let out a long groan in protest and stayed in the crook of Steve’s neck, Bucky’s hand still on your back, “We can stay home instead of going and seeing all the animals, would you like that better?” Your head rose and you shook your head at him, “No daddy, I’ll wear it.” Bucky felt a strain on his heart when he saw the way your pout still rested on your face. “You won’t hardly notice it baby,” he kissed your nose, “not with all the pretty animals we’re gonna see.”

When you got to the zoo, Bucky unbuckled you in the back. You always sat in the middle because that’s where you were most protected, so he had to drag you out of the car a bit. “Okay baby,” he held the backpack up, “put ‘em in there.” You just stared at him a minute, “What if I pinky p’omise to be good?” He shakes his head, “Baby, you already are good. You agreed to wear it to be safe, we can’t go in if you’re not going to be safe.”

You huffed and put your arms in it, the band already around Bucky’s wrist. “Good girl, now listen to me baby, you gotta keep your backpack on, it can’t come off or it defeats the whole purpose.” You nodded deftly, body now trained on bouncing towards the gate. As you got around more people, Steve grabbed your shoulder and bent down to your face. “Did you hear daddy baby? That backpack doesn’t come off until we are back in this parking lot or you're in one of our arms, understood?” You nodded and Steve raises his eyebrows, “Yes papa, I understand.” He rubs your cheek with his thumb before giving you a quick kiss, standing back up.

It had worked remarkably well, you’d gotten distracted by all the animals as suspected. You were pulling Bucky around everywhere, and of course with Bucky came Steve. You pulled them to the lions rather quickly, jumping up and down, changing positions all over the outside of the enclosure to see them. “Daddy!” You ran to near the end of the enclosure, stopped dead in your tracks by the leash.

Bucky chuckled, but to you it was no laughing matter. “Wha’ you doin?” You pulled on him, shaking your bag roughly, “Baby, slow down okay, we’ve got plenty of time to look at the lions.” You made an angry face at him and continued to pull at the leash, “Come on! Wanna walk wif it!” You stomped your feet until he finally caught up with you. “Dis’ is why I always look wifout you, you too slow.” Bucky ignores your comment, mainly because you grab his hand and intertwined your fingers with his, shaking his arm and pointing at the big cat, “Take it home wif us?” Steve, who stood behind you, laughed in shock, “That’s a no from me bug, come on, let’s go see what’s next.”

With his recommendation you remember that there are so many more animals at the zoo. You squeak out a high pitched okay and take off skipping. Your long legged daddies had no problem keeping up throughout the next few hours, but then you had to potty. Truth be told, you were tired of looking at the giraffes anyway.

You glanced up to your daddy, who's whispering something in Steve's ear and laughing. You tug on him, and he turns toward you, "Gotta go potty." He smiled, nodding his head, "Of course bug, thank you for telling us without trying to run off." You grumbled and started walking to the bathroom, keeping the leash taught the entire time. You started to shrug off your backpack, irritation creeping up your spine before stopping.

You turned around to Steve and Bucky, a frown plastered on your face. You waited until they were dead in front of you, you slid off the backpack and pushed it roughly into their chest, stomping away to the bathroom. Both of them stared at each other for a moment, Steve commenting lowly, "Awfully grumpy." Bucky's mind swirled, you're not one to be outrageously bratty, so when you came back out, he knelt down and grabbed your hand.

"What's going on my buggy boo? Is something bothering you? You not feeling good?" You shrugged, pulling your hand back and taking the backpack with a wobbling lip. He made a clicking noise, smiling and took the backpack from you. "How about papa wears the backpack and I'll carry you, it's about time for lunch anyway, right?" You seem to instantly relax and let Bucky balance you on his hip, kissing your cheeks.

Steve slipped on the backpack, an odd and tight fit on his body but with the straps completely loosened, it had a millimeter of wiggle room. He starts to lead the way and Bucky whistles sharply at him. Steve turns around with raised eyebrows, but Bucky is looking at you with a 'can-you-believe-him' look.

Bucky turns to Steve, grabbing the bracelet part of the backpack and sliding it on your wrist, "You can't go running off either," Bucky looks down to you, giggling into his shoulder, "isn't that right sweetness?" You nod, looking up to Steve, shaking your wrist, "Papa we gots tuh know you safe!" Steve immediately catches on to what Bucky's doing, and smacks his forehead playfully, "How silly of me, huh dovey?" You pointedly nod, a smug look on your face, "Uh-huh, now nommies please!"

You're in a much better mood being carried by your daddy, shaking the leash playfully at Steve when you sit down at the table. He slid the backpack off of his back, laying it down on the table. "I thought maybe you'd like a dum dum while we wait on Daddy to come back?" Steve was bouncing you on his knee, already popping the sucker into your mouth. You laid your head on his shoulder, your eyes fluttering closed while enjoying the sweet lemon in your mouth, too asleep to notice it disappearing from your mouth.

Bucky sits down with Steve, smiling at your tired form, "I told you she'd tucker herself out and we wouldn't be able to get through the whole zoo today." Steve scoffed, "You act as if she's going to be willing to leave." Bucky kissed Steve softly before planting kisses all over your face, rousing you from sleep.

As much as you don't want to be grumpy, you can't help but frowning at Bucky. He just kisses your nose and tilts his head towards the food at the table. Your eyes land on the chicken strips first and your whole body bounces at sight of the large slushy on the table. "I-Buh-'S mine?" Bucky laughs at your apprehension to breaking the rules, don't have too much sugar. "Of course baby, we thought you'd like something sweet, like yourself."

When you are done eating lunch, Bucky tries to help you put your backpack on, but you run away from him, around the table. "Nuh-uh," you cross your arms over your chest and look to Steve with puppy eyes. "Baby," he starts, coming over to you, sitting on the metal seat, "what's going on? Don't you like your new backpack?" Your bottom lip wiggles again, tears in your eyes, "'S ugly." Steve looks shocked, "Honey, you love purple, what's really going on?"

That's when the damn broke, tears falling from your face and broken sobs coming out. Steve's holding his arms around you, and Bucky's found his way to rub your back. "Shhh, dove, tell papa what's got your head going so fast." You're hiccuping, letting out broken coughs with small gags, unable to form coherent words. Bucky grabs your chin, holding your straw to your lips, "Here baby, take a drink of your slushy." Somehow you listen to him, sugar is always a good bribe for you.

"Dollie," Bucky pulls you onto his lap, "what's wrong?" His eyebrows are raised, forehead against yours, noses almost touching. He's waiting for you to regain a normal breath to press harder. He doesn't get the chance, because you start talking before he can ask again. "J-jus- 'nother reason tuh ignore me."

Bucky's heart breaks, Steve's expression matching the hurt Bucky feels deep inside him. "What on earth are you talking about honey?" Your eyes start to tear up again and Bucky scolds you gently, "No, no more of that you hear me?" You nod and let Bucky wipe away one of your stray tears. "Honey, we bought the backpack because we were so worried, not so we could ignore you. You run around and poke at everything, you forget to tell your daddies what you're doing and it scares us. You understand baby?" You shrugged and Bucky sighed, kissing your cheek. He's about to say something else when Steve picks you up from Bucky's lap.

"Bucky, put the backpack on, let's go," he's gentle about it, but you're still upset. "No! Wanna see more pets!" Steve tries to lightheartedly chuckle, but it comes out dry, "Oh dove, we're not leaving the zoo, we're just moving on." When Bucky has the backpack on he puts the leash on your wrist, just as it was when Steve wore it.

Steve catches you shaking the band around your arm, and a lightbulb goes off in his head. "You see baby?" Steve starts, and you're confused, so he continues, "You're constantly playing with it, that means your eyes are on daddy at all times." You furrow your brows, a pout still resting on your face. "Go on Bucky," Steve nods in an opposite direction, and Bucky starts walking. When the leash reaches the end of its rope, your arm is pulled until Bucky turns around to face you.

You're hesitant, eyes flickering between Steve and Bucky, "No forgettin' me?" You're looking up into Steve's eyes, swimming with love, "Dove, you're everything on our mind every second of every day. We got it so if anything happened, anyone tried talking to me or Bucky, or we argued over dark or milk chocolate, we'd never be too distracted for you." You instinctively wrap your arms around his neck, cuddling closely to him.

You can feel the leash pulling on you, and it takes your attention away from Steve. Steve doesn't move his feet though, Bucky playfully moving side to side to pull at the cord around your wrist. "Papa, daddy's tryin' to run off!" You could hear Bucky laugh as Steve caught up to you. "Whatdya say we get some of that ice cream you love so much Dollie, before we go see the rest of the animals?"

You beam at Bucky, a genuine smile crossing your face that lights up your eyes. "Dippin' Dots!" You shake and dance in Steve's arms, "Lemmee down, lemme down! Dippin' Dots! Dippin' Dots! Dippin Dots!" Steve lets your feet hit the ground, and you pout a little, glancing to the backpack. Steve seems to pick up on your hesitation, "How about daddy wears the backpack, you wear the bracelet and hold my hand? That way everyone is kept together and safe?"

You happily take his hand, all wariness thrown to the wind when you started skipping. "Dollie," Bucky stops, making you and Steve stop in place. He looks stern for a minute, but then breaks into a laughing fit, pointing to the righthand turn at the intersection. "You were so excited," he kept laughing, moving you to see the stand with many balloons and a sign that says 'Dippin' Dots', "that you ran right by it!"

You take off running, Bucky and Steve quick to follow. They didn't bother trying to gently reprimand you, they didn't care if you were excited and couldn't contain yourself. In fact, they loved it, as much as they needed a way to keep track of you with the leash, they wanted a way to make sure they never miss your bubbling excitement.

When you've made it to the stand, you are tugging on Steve. He looks down to you, watching your eyes flicker to the balloons. He smiles at you, adding your favorite color balloon to the order. Once you'd all sat on a bench, he starts to tie the balloon around your free wrist but you jerk away. "Daddy," you turn to Bucky, "we switch." You starting pulling the backpack off Bucky without waiting for a response, causing him to struggle to shuffle around his dippin' dots while laughing at you.

You've safely switched who holds what, now chowing on your dippin' dots in your hand and a y/f/c balloon on your wrist. You're starting to think the backpack isn't so bad, maybe you can convince them to buy you more of the things you want if they see you so excited over them.

Or you could always pout about the backpack and get what you wanted any ways.

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[just-another-storyteller]

Writer Asks!

Asks from @writtendevastation :3

1. What are you working on now?

Uhhh, right now, mostly a horror fic for a zine; still got 2 rounds of editing to do. Also currently making the 2nd draft of Finding Magic, but the horror fic has a deadline and I already asked for an extension so uh. Gotta hurry.

2. How long have you been working on this WIP now and has anything changed since I last asked about the WIP??

The horror fic, not too long. Joined the zine server on March 16th, and started some time later. FInding Magic I started when I was... 15?? So 9 years ago maybe? Don’t think much has changed there recently, but I haven’t done much work, either *pensive emoji*

3. How many scrapped WIPs do you have and why did you scrap them?

Not many, most just hibernate indefinitely. I completely scrapped and deleted one story where a bunch of kids (self-inserts for me, my crush, and a few friends, plus some boys to be their love interests) ended up in a fantasy world, and one where the MC runs away from home to live in the forest, but her cat follows her and it was supposed to end with her being basically feral and not quite human anymore. Not deleted, but scrapped, I have one about two horses, one whose human dies when they get attacked during a hunt, making the human’s parents chase out the horse, and the other horse being a wild horse running away from some humans who captured him. Semi-scrapped I also have one about a girl who’s curious about demon stuff, and manages to actually summon a demon who ends up luring her to become a demon herself. Scrapped ‘em because... None of them were very good tbh, though I might revisit some or all of them at some point. Definitely got interested in reworking Dark Sides (the semi-scrapped demon one) a while ago at least. Also semi-scrapped a wlw detective couple, I’ll probably still use the characters but probably in very different roles (maybe a romcom how they meet, or maybe I’ll make them journalists instead one being a writer and the other being a detective)

4. How many OCs do you have across all your WIPs? (im not counting people you give names that are mentioned once and never again)

Many, I never counted.

5. If your characters could be stuck in any video game or tv show, what would it be? Why, and would they survive?

(Gonna save that question and do it as a separate post, I think this’ll be fun but I have enough OCs it’d make this super long)

6. What is the longest time youve worked on a single WIP?

Theoretically... 10 years? I think that’s when I started Changes, but there were long breaks in between.

7. When did you first start writing as either a hobby or full time?

Phew uh, I think I was 10-12? Had some long breaks, tried being more serious when I was 16-19 or so, and got really into it again like 2 years ago at 22 I think. Breaks were shorter if we’re also counting forum RPGs, but still there.

8. What is your average wordgoal for a novel?

For a novel, I’d try to go for 50k or more, but I don’t want/need all I do to be novels; for short stories, there isn’t really a minimum, though I kinda try to go over 1k.

9. How many drafts do you plan to do for any of your WIPs?

Short stories always get 4 drafts, 4th gets posted. Not sure yet for FM (since that’s the most complete one), considering I want to publish that and that means also getting a professional editor etc, but I’d guess at least 2-3? Especially since I don’t outline.

10. Who is the hardest character to write and why?

Hm... The MC for NaNo 2020 who still needs a new name, though that’s not really something about her character but because that was written in 1st person present tense, but I’m more used to 3rd person past tense.

#long post #writtendevastation #Writer Asks #personal

[hypnowave]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you. Learn to know your mutuals and followers ❤

okay ily for sending me this no joke!! this is such a huge infodump i'm actually going to cry

1) just dance + dance central 3,, you DEFINITELY expected this one, i never shut up about how much i love both of these games and how they've helped me get exercise 6 days a week during the pandemic. i don't even OWN a copy of dance central 3 yet (though that might change when i get off my ass and actually spend some time looking at secondhand xbox 360s and kinect sensors) but it was something i was completely obsessed with in my childhood and it feels really nice to be able to talk about how happy it makes me without feeling shameful about it being weird or niche. it's a game where you can time travel using the power of swag dance moves, what's not to love?? on the other hand, i got a digital copy of just dance 2020 on discount not long after i got my switch, and i've managed to get the megastar rating on 95 songs so far! i'm hoping to hit 100 before just dance 2021 releases in two to three days, but even if i don't manage to get it by then, i'm still pretty excited to hit that milestone. i'm also currently trying to memorize the choreography for the alternate routine for lady gaga's bad romance and oof ouch my bones

2) i started watching buzzfeed unsolved true crime about two days ago and i'm absolutely hooked. i have no idea how i've gone so long without watching it (save for one episode that i took a look at because i was curious about the particular case they were talking about), but it's nice finally having something to put on while i eat my meals that isn't pokemon or among us. both games are great, but sometimes you just need to throw something fresh into the mix, y'know? it also feels nice going on a true crime kick again in general, haha.

3) I LOVE MY CHARACTERS AND ART and i've been drawing a lot of humans recently! i feel like i'm actively improving and that i'm gradually becoming more confident with my human artwork. i'm no maestro and i know my work isn't astounding by any means, but doodling my friends' characters and seeing their reactions has helped me push forward and try new things when it comes to art. i don't draw my own characters as often, but i've been working on some new plots and it's slowly coming together and it's giving me that sweet sweet serotonin. tangentially related but my FRIENDS' characters and art also makes me incredibly happy. i'm now going to annoy the hell out of them by tagging them; @/polygarnstars you know i would absolutely die for all of your characters (especially bate and fanael. horrible children) + i swear you know my own characters better than i do, @supernovacity if i had a nickel for every time i drew eyvind i'd probably be able to get a better laptop and drawing tablet by now, @arasolcan YOUR CHARACTER CONCEPTS AND DESIGNS SLAP and i always love when i get a chance to hear about them and doodle them, @kingsmanmechanics the starboys live rent free in my head and our current AU is SO GOOD i love it, @fihyn hello i love elvoth and co., and i should honestly take a shot and drawing more of your characters!! they're so unique and i'm excited to see what you have planned for 'em.

4) my cats,, i have five cats and they all share one brain cell. mochi usually has that brain cell. kiki still doesn't understand that she's not allowed on the bed and i've given up on trying to convey it to her sgdhgnshfkd

5) uhh i'm highkey blanking out because i really gotta go get some sleep but man, i can't believe i'm in university. sure, it's a stressful thing to go through, and i'm not going to pretend that the pandemic isn't making it even harder to socialize and get out of my comfort zone, but a year ago i was thoroughly convinced that i wouldn't get to experience this. the fact that i managed to get here and study the things i'm interested is amazing to me and i don't think i give myself enough credit for that :")

#ask.msg #rey.log #long post #i want to put a readmore here but i don't know if tumblr would let me #so very sorry

[if-the-crown-fits-translate-it]

Discord pt 106

[Date: 28/03, 2:57 AM GMT - 28/03, 3:40 AM GMT]  

[Direct continuation of pt 105]

jayyyyyyyy: “can I assume you both like the color pink? or am I just reaching”

[Duke: “However, civility is the noblest pillar of which humanity stands on. Please cease your fighting you two, it can be easily discussed later.”]

Renboobigceenzatublraffectionate: “y'know what fine I don't want to get shrunk any further so I'll try not to argue for now, sorry if I upset you”

Jack the Observer: “I'm sorry, Duke and Duchess, I was about to retire for the night when I noticed you had arrived. I must be on my way, but I hope you will find this humble place at least interesting :)”

Duchess: “Of course; you need not neglect your rest for our sake. Have a lovely night.”

Duke: “Thank you! I wish you happy dreams and sweet slumber.”

llyr (they/them): “ooh, what about favorite animals, if you two have one?

jayyyyyyyy: “I’m still curious-- is your favorite color pink?”

Duchess: “I would say our favorite animal would be cats. And yes- we are both guite fond of pink.”

Renboobigceenzatublraffectionate: “why are you asking for colors? this isn't normally something we ask-”

Duke: “It represents such glorious things, pink. Both soft and strong, loving and deceiving, cool yet warm.”

jayyyyyyyy: “nice! I’m not too big on pink, but its a really nice color”

jayyyyyyyy: “hey siblings, do you want to hear a fun fact about pink?”

Luna Stories: “Hey, what did I miss?”

Renboobigceenzatublraffectionate: “Duke and Duchess are here”

Big G (they/them): “Apologies for not speakin in ender, Im too tired right now. But pink is a nice choice!”

Luna Stories: “Oh!”

[Renboobigceenzatublraffectionate: “why are you asking for colors? this isn't normally something we ask-”]

Big G (they/them): “We don't normally ask this?”

Duchess: “Certainly, Jay! what is it?”

Duke: “The Korat and Dragon Li are my favourite out of the feline breeds I feel compelled to add. Cat is such a widespread response it only feels fair to gift you with more.”

jayyyyyyyy: “theres actually a specific color pink that Icant really remember the name of that, when standing in a room with the walls painted the pink, would lower your strength by 30%”

[Big G (they/them): “We don't normally ask this?”]

Renboobigceenzatublraffectionate: “no we normally ask things like, fit check, favorite number, chicken nugets, circlet color n' stuff, memories about meeting crown, etc. etc.. I dont think we've ever asked about colors in the first bunch of questions-”

jayyyyyyyy: “the nfl had to ban teams from using it because they would go and paint their opposing teams locker rooms the color before games”

Big G (they/them): “Well that's very odd, huh.”

jayyyyyyyy: “scientifically theres no reasonable explanation for it, but it still happens. its very intriguing”

Duchess: “That is very fascinating!”

llyr (they/them): “actually, that's a fair point :3″

Duke: “How interesting!”

jayyyyyyyy: “mhm! I’ve always wondered about it, but could never even think of an reasoning”

llyr (they/them): “what's you two's opinions on chicken nuggets??”

Big G (they/them): “and on soup?”

Duke: “I am unfamiliar with this dish known as chicken nuggets. It... Is a dish correct?”

Duchess: “Oh, I think they're a fine food! I did enjoy them regularly as a child. And soup is a wonderfully versatile dish.”

jayyyyyyyy: “aWHATA”

jayyyyyyyy: “Duchess, has Duke never had chicken nuggets?”

Duchess: “Duke... Again, I apologize. I am unsure as to why he is... Like this. We have both certainly had chicken nuggets before.”

jayyyyyyyy: “I was about to be so upset if Duke never had chicken nuggets”

Duke: “Duchess, we have not? Not to my recollection - what in the world do you mean?”

Big G (they/them): “jay, friend, I think you should hide your befuddlement you're being a bit rude.”

jayyyyyyyy: “well now I’m just confused

do you guys have alternate memories?”

emuhlee: “I find it quite odd how your experiences differ so much as you're twins, and you ideas and opinions are so similar. very interesting.”

Duchess: “Duke, we definitely...It is fine. Chicken nuggets are small pieces of chicken which are breaded and fried. They are a popular food item for children.”

jayyyyyyyy: “its a genuine question! they seem to be having similar confusion!”

Duke: “Oh, nonsense! we of course do not, we are twins after all! I'd say we even have such a strong connection we could finish each other's sentences. There just must be a simple mix-up in this all, no?"

jayyyyyyyy: “Duke, we gotta get you chicken nuggets, theyre so good”

emuhlee: “my twin and I never really got the hang of finishing each others sentences...”

Duke: “A popular item for children does not sound terribly appealing I'm afraid. With runny noses and sticky palms children have quite... Adverse tastes.”

Renboobigceenzatublraffectionate: “Duke, Duchess, sorry if this seems rude, but are you two human? it's a genuine question. I apologise if I come off as impolite”

Duke: “Oh! Oh! You have a twin?”

jayyyyyyyy: “although its popular with children, its still very much loved as adults!”

Duchess: “Not at all! we are human, yes.”

emuhlee: “I do! A twin sister :)”

jayyyyyyyy: “I still think Duke should try chicken nuggets. theyre So So Good, not just to children”

llyr (they/them): “Ilike chicken nuggets :3

they taste like. chicken :D”

Big G (they/them): “Wendy's chicken nuggets are really good,”

jayyyyyyyy: “if not nuggets, tenders are also good!”

Duke: “I hope you cherish her, emuhlee.”

Renboobigceenzatublraffectionate: “Duke have you tried bacon before? if so what'd your opinion on it?”

emuhlee: “oh I do, she's my best friend”

Duke: “Chicken is rather tasty although sometimes almost too salted, I do hope these nuggets will not dissapoint.”

Duke: “I have had bacon, yes. It is quite tasty.”

Duchess: “Apologies to you all, but I have had a rather busy day and I feel it may be time for me to retire for the evening. I will leave you all with my brother and bid a good night. It was delightful to meet you all.”

jayyyyyyyy: “goodbye, Duchess! have a good night!”

Renboobigceenzatublraffectionate: “goodnight Duchess!”

Dollar General Tubbo: “Good night, Duchess! Rest well”

llyr (they/them): “goodnight, Duchess!! :3″

emuhlee: “goodnight!”

Duke: “goodnight, sister.”

Duke: “Oh dear me, I have been reminded that I have not given a fit check. I hope I used that sentence correctly?”

emuhlee: “yes, you used it correctly.”

Renboobigceenzatublraffectionate: “yeah you did”

Raeva: “I'm a bit late but excited to see Duke and Duchess here”

Duke: “I do not have photos such as my sister but certain family members have said - and I am quoting this so do forgive me if it makes as little sense to you as it does to I- that I am "stealing her look" and "you're basically just wearing her clothes but male dude lmaoooo like you got that bow at your throat but where's the og style? is this a twin thing or do we need to take you shopping? no don't get mad at me I'm just speaking facts."”

Duke: “Raeva, hello! I know of you through my sister, I hoped you enjoyed the conversation you two shared.”

Kate: “Alright, I'm back! Hello again, all!~”

Big G (they/them): “Hullo kate!”

llyr (they/them): “I think I'm actually going to go, heehee. night, y'all!! please be nice to each other :3″

Kate: “Hello! :D”

Raeva: “It was interesting to say the least I don't believe I've spoken to you though.

Night Llry!”

Big G (they/them): “gn llyr”

Duke: “I wish you sweet dreams and soft slumber.”

jayyyyyyyy: “whoever said that to you, Duke, is generally rude and shouldnt have said that

who cares if one person dresses like another? if they like it, let them be”

Big G (they/them): “I would have fought them”

emuhlee: “Duke, I have a question, if you don't mind?”

Renboobigceenzatublraffectionate: “who tf is ur family member?? I will beat their ankles >>:(”

bite I meant bite”

Duke: “I do believe it was meant in jest and it was before they knew us as they do now. It is alright, but I thank you for getting angry on my behalf. What question do you have, Em?”

emuhlee: “Oh! I was just wondering, which of the two of you is oldest?”

Duke: “I am, of course. Do not listen to Duchess if she tells you otherwise, I adore my sister but when it comes to things such as that she likes to bend the truth.”

jayyyyyyyy: “...I sense a little bit of hostility?”

emuhlee: “I see.  I understand where she comes about, on that.”

Duke: “Oh! none at all. She is wonderful and kind, my sister. She is a beacon of glory and I love her to my heart's deepest corners - she is the one who I would dive down for into murky waters and toil in horrid sun and sand for. However, it has been an issue since childhood with her claiming to be older. Our parents did not refute her so this has continued on despite the fact she should know better.”

jayyyyyyyy: “I see.. did your parents favor your sister? since thats what it sounds like :(”

Duke: “Oh my! what a ridiculous notion. My darling parents adored us both. I do hope they are doing well now.”

jayyyyyyyy: “I see.. they sound nice! they probably miss you guys a lot”

Duke: “I.... Suppose so.”

jayyyyyyyy: “mhm. though, its not my business-- how about a topic change?”

Duke: “Oh well! We live in the now, no? Dwelling on the past is for fools and crumbling men and we are neither"

#on:discord #by:duchy #by:duke #by:duchess #if the crown fits

[jellyfishdooter]

Okay so, back when I asked for asks for my Ego DnD AU, @lace-maze sent a really good ask a while back asking about why each of the egos chose the characters they did and their playing styles- and I can’t for the LIFE of me find the original anywhere on my blog. ;3;

But! I finished it and I bet it reads horribly but whatever who cares I’m tired- enjoy!

So to FINALLY answer your question, the way I went about choosing what each of the egos would play more or less boiled down to a combo of trying to pick what I think THEY would want to play, and what I figured they would be in the Dungeons and Dragons universe. (wink wonk)

Marvin- Dragonborn Sorcerer

One of the top veterans of the game, he likes to play something with more of a challenge and a lot more mechanics. And since he’s a magician it’s definitely has to deal with magic of some kind (I mean c’mon, he’s already got the aesthetic wardrobe irl for it so why not?). So he’s currently playing a Sorcerer- a magic caster who has the power naturally within him (which ties in his Race for it’s from his draconic bloodline:)

He could have easily chosen his race to be a Tabaxi (a human-cat like hybrid), but he already got enough shit of being the “furry” of the group as it was so instead he decided to go for a Dragonborn. In the game there are different types of Dragonborn, so specifically he’s Brass- which both deals fire damage breath, and is also resistant to fire.

Being one of the older players, his play style depends on the day. For the most part he is the cool, collected member of the party who doesn’t rush in and thinks things through... Until it’s later in the evening with a few drink in ‘em and then they just say, “Yeah, this might as well happen.” Before taking another shot and round-housing someone poor guy’s ass for mocking his scaly features.

Jackie- Half-Orc Fighter

Always wanting to be the hero, Jackie wants to fight and protect his fellow party members. He only has a few sessions under his belt, but he’s confident in saying that he's comfortable with playing more tanky characters and dealing heavy damage.

Jackie doesn’t have a lot of reasoning for his Race other than Orcs Are Cool so he just rolls with that.

As for his Class he likes having a bunch of different fighting styles to choose from while in combat so he can pick and choose which would work best for the situation (they also get more of a range in picking which Armor Class they want-).

His play style is Protect the Party, but also Rush In Head First Into Danger. He’s always in the front lines of a fight to tank the most damage and provide cover for the more squishy characters. It can get quite frustrating for the healer at times when he runs battleaxe-first into battle, leaving his head behind.

Speaking of healers-

Henrik- High Elf Alchemist

A lot like Anti, Henrik found the idea of playing to be quite silly. But once he got into it, the doctor found it quite enjoyable to get into a fantasy character and forget about the real world for a couple of hours. But wanting to retain some kind of dignity, he decided to play as a High Elf. He was drawn to their grace, wonderlust for adventure, and near perfectionism. To say the least, it's easy for him to slip into character.

Strictly speaking, Alchemist is not the the 5E DnD Handbook, but Jack allowed it and made some homebrew additions to the character so their party would actually have a fucking healer. So in addition to the damage-dealing bombs Henrik’s character uses, he also has a special healing bomb he can yeet at the other players when needed.

Henrik’s play style is serious, but curious. He’s always wanting to explore the world Jack created for them and peacefully interact with the NPCs, enjoying events that unfold naturally. However when it’s time for a proper fight he does not beat around the bush, staying in the back for more long-ranged attacks rather than right on the front lines.

Chase- Human Ranger

The recently-single father needed an outlet other than drinking to try and cope with the loss of his family. So like any good friend, Jack offered Chase a spot in his campaign that he was putting together! He wasn’t too sure at first, Chase said that the game seemed really complex and hard to get into. But Jack waves it off and told his friend, “You honestly have to fully jump into it if you’re gonna get anywhere. There’s not really a small way to start. It’s pretty much all or nothing. But trust me, it’s gonna be great!” And ever since his first session, Chase always looked forward to next week’s game.

Being one of the newer players, Chase doesn’t really play anything too crazy, so he sticks to his guns and runs a Human pc. And he may or may not have based the character on his old life to some degree. Giving himself a stable home, a fulfilling job, and a big loving family and at least 3 dogs. Ya’know, real heavy fantasy stuff.

Jack offered him the newer class/ homebrew of a Gunslinger, but he politely declined ‘cause he didn’t want to have to deal with new rules. So he decided to go with a Ranger for his class, figuring it would make for a cool character to play.

Chase’s play style is pretty average (no pun intended), and not all that spectacular. He gets a few good one-liners in here and there, but for the most part he plays passively. Fights when there’s a fight, and interacts almost only when others interact with him directly. (He’s been trying to get better at being more engaging, but he tends to zone out.)

Jameson- Halfling Bard

This session being JJ’s (and Robbie’s) first ever game, JJ pleasantly surprised Jack when he decided to be a Bard. When asked why, the silent man replied simply, “There’s nothing in the rules saying bards HAVE to sing. At the core of them, they are performers.” Jack beams and asks what’s their instrument of choice then? Jameson smiles and shows him this video, saying he thinks it would be interesting to have this as his musical item. (Also gotta love that good The Bard Seduces Everything trope. He’s keeping that in his back pocket for the right moment.)

As for being a Halfling, Jameson figured it would be fun to play a smaller character. And nobody ever suspects the small man to pack such a whaloop. But really, his love for the hobbits in the Tolkin books had captured his heart and really wanted to try and emulate that in the game! Maybe leaning more towards being a little prankster, but still at the core- in short- Soft Cottage Aesthetic™

Jameson’s play style is bouncy and go-gettem. He’s eager to explore the world and have fun with the NPCs. In battles he’s more comedic relief in the back inspiring the other players (and intimidating enemies by aggressively cranking his music box rapidly). And AT LEAST ONCE he has had Jackie’s character YEET his at the enemy to get the final blow to slay the beast. That was a fun session.

Anti- Changeling Rouge 

Do I really gotta explain this one? 

Naturally Anti always tries to play the edgiest characters he can. Giving them dark, moody personalities but with a slight crazed tick. (Chase naturally calls hypocrisy when Anti says his character is a self-insert to the game.)

I’m almost out of steam here so in short-

Anti loves the idea of having puppets to mess around with irl- so in the game he can somewhat do the same- by changing his figure/ features to mimic those of somebody to manipulate another. He doesn’t care much for the society around him and does his own thing, but can easily blend in and slip into other’s traditions if he needs to. His character has a tendency to pick fights pretending to be someone else before ducking out and watch the fight take place with a smirk on his hidden features. None of the party has ever seen his real face/ form, always changing it subtly so every time someone tries to take a second look something seems different or off.

Rouge: Quick and Stabby. Like the bitch himself.

Robbie- Undead Druid

Jack had to make a special homebrew character for Robbie ‘cause he was set on being an Undead. Apparently Robbie and Marvin talked about character ideas before hand and Robbie got a little overwhelmed with all the options that they had, so Marv suggested something Rob could relate to easier. So after an afternoon of crafting a special stat sheet, Jack allowed their favorite zombie ego to play.. Well, a zombie. (I’m sure someone else has made something similar out there but I might try and make a sheet later.. That could be fun lmao)

As for Druid, I like to see Robbie as being a little more connected to nature than the rest of the egos. Since he.. Yaknow, crawled out of the dirt at one point. (Side story- before the others found him in an old cemetery, he liked to just hang out around the area that was slowly being reclaimed by nature and liked watched the birds and animals). So he was pretty drawn to choosing this class. It’s a little complicated at points, but that’s why Marvin sits between him and JJ, so he can help them out through the whole process. Robbie gets really excited when one of his spells works in combat or just having fun interacting with the NPCs by growing them some flowers to be nice. 

As a whole Robbie’s play style is pretty passive. He gets distracted pretty easily and unless Jack is waving his arms around or using miniatures/ figurines to keep a visual, the zombie will sometimes lose focus and stare off into space for a minute before coming back to the game and raising his hand for something to be repeated.

It’s one big mixing pot of different people and play styles, but at the end of the day, Jack has a lot of fun trying to bounce around and keep up with everyone’s antics and storylines. It’s hard as hell at times and it gets a little frustrating when things get out of hand, but they all try to check each other and keep things rolling. And at the end of the day, all the boys enjoy the game and what Jack has to offer and really fucking enjoy themselves. DnD is a good destresser for most of them and all around a grand fun time!

#shut up jelly #in which egos play dungeons and dragons #dnd au #jse egos #lace-maze

[queen-scribbles]

OC Interview

Rules:

1. Choose an OC.

2. Answer as that OC.

3. Tag 5 people to do the same. 

I was tagged by: @haledamage Thanks! (I have so many freaking OCs, I’m always a safe bet for these things xD) Not going to tag anyone else though, unless @captainofthefallen still needs an excuse? Consider this a tag, if so. :D

This time around I’m gonna answer with Jas, circa where she currently is in-game(tail end of 4711, mid-Varnhold Vanishing; tracked down two of the three Defaced Sisters for Along the Cold Trail, so no spoilers, please. I’ve already seen some big ones and wanna avoid any more)

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1. What is your name?

She swings her legs for a minute, seemingly tickled by how far they are from the floor, before registering she’s been asked a question. “Huh? Oh! Sorry, Jasiri Swallowtail. But please, call me Jas.”

2. Do you know why are you named that?

“Well, Jasiri’s from a.. ridiculous number of greats-grandmother or aunt who was an explorer” --she waves one hand with a laugh--”and Swallowtail’s the family name.” A wink. “Though that did work out well when I pledged myself to Desna.”

3. Are you single or taken?

The infectious joy dims significantly, and her expression is pensive as she devotes all her focus to twisting one of her rings. “Um.... that’s complicated right now.” 

4. Have any abilities or powers?

She brightens. “Desna gave me a whole bunch of cool stuff I can do through my faith in Her; healing people, curing stuff like poison and blindness, protect people, throw fire at bad guys.... it’s a really long list. And my parents used to joke I’m supernaturally curious and energetic, so maybe those count, too?”

5. Stop being a Mary Sue.

She cocks her head, twirling a loose wisp of hair around one finger. “I’m not; I’m Jas. Don’t know anyone named Mary Sue, though I did have a friend named Susanna growin’ up.”

6. What’s your eye color?

“Grey-green, though which one stands out more depends on the light and what I’m wearin’.”

7. How about your hair color?

“Dark red.” She tugs on the wisp she’s twirling as if to emphasize the words.

8. Have any family members?

“Oh, lots,” she nods happily. “Both parents are still kickin’, last I heard, and I have five sisters, all but one older’n me,”

9. Oh? How about pets?

“OH! You haven’t met Ember yet?!” She hops down from the chair and almost skips to the doorway, giving an unusual trilling whistle. “Em! C’mere, there’s a new friend!” A few moments pass before a frankly adorable red panda somersaults into the room, and she beams as she scoops it up, careful not to step on the tail trailing between her feet. “There you are! Say hi to a new friend.” She “helps” it wave one paw, then scratches it under the chin before setting it down again to climb back in the chair. It amuses itself playing in the corner as she continues, “There’s also a cat named Tiger hiding somewhere, and this really cute stray dog that followed Octavia home from one of her ventures out to Spruceheart, but I dunno if that one counts as mine, since he likes her a little bit better.” 

10. That’s cool, I guess. Now, tell me something you don’t like?

She purses her lips in thought and taps one finger against her chin. “The standard stuff, I guess. Y’know, people who hurt innocents or take advantage of them. Also, being stuck inside too long. Snow. And peaches.” She makes a face. “Can’t stand peaches. Don’t ask me why.”

11. Do you have any activities/hobbies that you like to do?

“Climbing trees, exploring, reading....” She ticks them off on her fingers. “I enjoy pretty much anything if I can do it with a couple really good friends, honestly.”

12. Have you ever hurt anyone in any way before?

She shrugs, pick at a scab on one knuckle. “Some, yeah. Mostly good ol’ physical violence if I couldn’t solve things with talking--I’m a really good talker--but I’m sure there’s people I’ve hurt with things I said.” .

13. Ever… killed anyone before?

“Same as I just said; ones I couldn’t talk down, yeah.”Another shrug. “Some people are just lookin’ for a fight. Or I say the wrong thing.” She wrinkles her nose. “I do feel kinda guilty for those.”

14. What kind of animal are you?

“You mean, what would I be if I was an animal? ‘Cause, I mean..” she gestures at herself. “Pretty sure I’m a halfling. But if I was an animal, I’d either wanna be an otter or a red panda like Ember. Look at her, she’s so cute.”

15. Name your worst habits?

She snorts good-naturedly. “I talk too much, leap before I look, and say things without thinking.”

16. Do you look up to anyone at all?

She snorts and grins mischievously. “Almost everyone; I’m not even four feet tall.” A pleased wiggle follows the joke. “Or is that not what you meant?”

17. Are you gay, straight or bisexual?

“Straight,” she says with an airy shrug.

18. Did you attend school?

“Yeah, for a while.” She giggles. “Sitting still was torture, though, and I managed to persuade my parents I could learn just as much from explorin’ the world as I could from a book.”

19. Ever want to marry and have kids one day?

That pensive looks flickers again, and she starts twisting the ring, though she does keep eye contact this time. “I... wouldn’t be opposed if the right guy wanted to.”

20. Do you have any fangirls/fanboys?

“Oh, yeah. They almost manage to balance out the detractors,” she says with a self-deprecating grin. “I’m very popular.”

21. What are you most afraid of?

“Drowning, I guess?” She taps her chin thoughtfully. “Yeah. It’s a scary way to go, and between my height and the fact I usually wear heavy plate armor, it’s a.. present concern for me around water.”

22. What do you usually wear?

“Somethin’ comfortable,” she shrugs. “Shirt and pants, dresses, whatever fits my mood. Gotta be bright colors, though.”

23. What’s one food that tempts you?

“What’s one that doesn’t?” a new voice mutters out in the hall--miraculously still loud enough to be heard.

Jas rolls her eyes and twists around to kneel on her chair so she’s facing the door. “No one asked you, Jubilost!” She returns to a proper seated position, flashing an angel-innocent smile, “I do love all things sweet, but there’s an extra special weakness for chocolate ice cream. And kameberry pie.Oh, no, my biggest temptation would be sweet pancakes. Yeah, that.”

24. Am I annoying you?

“Oh, not at all!” She grins. “I love talking to people.”

25. Well, it’s still not over!

“Okay!”

26. What class are you (low/middle/high)?

“Well, as Baroness, I’m pretty sure I’d count as high class?” Her nose wrinkles. “But I’m still confused by the ins and outs of nobility and politics and all that, so maybe upper end of middle? My family’s pretty solid middle class, though.”

27. How many friends do you have?

“Lots, though the exact number varies by how many people are in the room,” she jokes, toying with the carved butterfly talisman that hangs around her neck.

28. What are your thoughts on pie?

“Give it to me, all of it, right now.” She laughs and half-grimaces. “Unless it’s peach pie. Then the opposite, keep it away from me.”

29. Favorite drink?

“Never really thought about it,” she admits breezily. “I like a lot of things. Maybe milk? Or honeyed mead, that’s really good.” 

30. What’s your favorite place?

“There’s this flat rock that overhangs the river out behind Willowmere that’s the perfect distance from the surface to hang your feet in the water or skip stones.” She starts to smile, then gets distracted by a clearly less pleasant thought. “Up a tree’s always good, too. You can see for miles. It’s great.”

31. Are you interested in anyone?

She clears her throat and fidgets, looking down into her lap as she fiddles with her ring again. “...Yes.”

32. That was a stupid question…

“Not really, everyone wants to know if I’m spoken for.” She flashes a reassuring smile, dazzling as the sun. “I’m used to it, you’re fine.”

33. Would you rather swim in a lake or the ocean?

“Hmm... Lake, I guess. Less chance of being swept off never to be seen again.”

34. What’s your type?

“Quiet’s good, to balance me out. Blond’s nice. And sharing a passion for seein’ the world. Oh, compassionate, that’s a big one...” Her voice trails off, and she looks toward the window as a figure clad in white passes below. “Can we move on?” 

35. Any fetishes?

Her face colors ever so slightly and she clears her throat. “If I had any, I wouldn’t share them with a stranger.”

36. Camping or outdoors?

“Yes to both, as often as possible.” She bounces a little in the chair. “Sleeping under the stars is so much better than indoors. And on that topic, I’ve hit my limit for sittin’ inside when it’s so nice out. Maybe we can talk more later.” 

And with that, she hops down from the chair and darts out the door.

#tagged #jasiri swallowtail #this was SO MUCH fun #i love jas so much guys

[lollyholly99]

PiCk OnE qUeStIoN fRoM eVeRy LeTtEr wItH OcS oF yOuR cHoOsInG

folks somebody is too sweet and values my time too much (more than I do) to let me fill out the ENTIRE thing w/ my ocs so instead we have this ^ prompt so hERE WE GO

A: Aptitude

1. what are your oc’s natural abilities, things they’ve been doing since young?

ok I NEED to do all of them for this since most of em are/began their life as DR ocs so their abilities are kinda? important to them

Hotaru - solvin them puzzles

Ren - relationship advice

Noburu - maths and comedy

Akiara - makes clothes

Sachiko - honestly? being a lil shit. and manipulating p much anything to work out in her favour

Mayu - acting

Morten - rly good leader

Chouko - shoot gun real good and accurate

Yaulmi - actually they don’t have anything they do all that well,,, but they’re having a fun time anyway!!

Momoko - knitting

Takara - any kind of skating (skateboarding, ice skating, roller skating, ALL of it)

Tarou - baking

Umeko - weightlifting

Kouta - doing (LEGAL AND REQUESTED) things to dead bodies

Isamu - directing films

Airi - beekeeping

Frances and Gumm and Freya - uh,,,,,, being baby,,,,

B: Basics

4. how old are they?

again I’m doing them all bc this one’s easy safdsg

all the dr babs are 22(?) if my working out of their timeline is correct \o/

Frances, by her vague count, is somewhere in her 20s? but she gave up keeping track of her age after being turned into a vampire ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Gumm is. centuries old I’m thinking. but she’s also goop so time doesn’t affect her much

Freya is just baby!! built just 2 years ago but implanted with a functioning “brain” that does Not work like a two year old’s

C: Comfort

5. who is the best at comforting them when down?

for 

-Ren and Hotaru 

-Chouko and Airi

 -and Momoko and Umeko? Eachother!!

later on Momoko also gets to add Akiara to the folks who comfort her best uwu

D: Decoration

4. what type of clothes and accessories do they wear?

if it has aliens on it, Yaulmi is ALL OVER that (or rather it’s all over them bc it’s clothing,,,) bc they love human interpretations of aliens

E: External Personality

4. are they up-to-date on the internet fads?

yes absolutely they are all memelords

F: Fun

3. who would they have the most fun with?

^^^ refer to answer C above ^^^

G: Gorgeous

1. what is their most attractive external feature?

now y’all can feel free to disagree but personally I’m STILL enchanted w/ Ren’s hair and imho??? most attractive part of any of these bastards

H: Heat

2. do they prefer summer or winter?

as dumbasses who wear black and refuse to give up their aesthetics, Kouta and Akiara will choose winter over summer in a HEARTBEAT

I: In-the-closet

1. what is their sexuality?

again i’m gonna go through all of them WOOO

k so all of them are bi except:

Ren, Mayu, Kouta, Freya - pan

Chouko, Airi - lesbian

Yaulmi - pan? they don’t get gender so they’re just attracted to whoever they’re attracted to

Takara - Takara-sexual (this bitch doesn’t pay enough attention to other people to consider attraction to anyone addfsdf)

J: Joy

2. who makes them happy?

^^^ refer to answers C and F ^^^

K: Kill

2. have they ever thought about homicide?

well uhhhhh some of them have and have,,, ACTUALLY carried out those thoughts(within the story that I’ve basically given up on writing for em) (bc they are/began as DR ocs)

Morten plans on killing Mayu and (accidentally) gets killed right back instead

Yaulmi kills Chouko

Tarou kills Momoko and Takara

Umeko kills Kouta

and Isamu kills Airi

L: Lemons

1. what is their favorite fruit?

Ren’s a big strawberry fan for the simple reason of I like to insert my own traits into these guys

M: Maternal

1. would they want a daughter or a son?

Ren and Hotaru are ABSOLUTELY gonna have kids and they don’t mind any which way what their genders’ll be

N: Never Have I Ever

5. have they done anything they thought they’d never do?

gonna go with murder here, folks. for Morten and Yaulmi and Tarou and Umeko and Isamu \o/

O: Optimism

4. is there anyone in their life that throws optimism on them?

Momoko is a negative babby but Umeko makes sure to be the MOST positive force EVER for her

P: Personality

2. what is their worst personality trait?

Tarou’s a chill guy most of the time but when he gets mad he gets m a d

boy’s got a bad bad temper

Q: Questions

5. are they curious?

Yaulmi is just a big ball of curiosity abt anything earth/human related man they just Gotta know new things!!!

R: Rules

1. do they follow rules?

Sachiko has never followed a rule in her life and she’s not about to start now

S: Streets

1. are they street-smart?

Sachiko? absolutely.

T: Truth

1. are they honest?

Akiara’s too sweet to tell a lie!!! he’s an honest babby :>

U: Underdog

1. have they been bullied?

Airi’s been bullied plenty bc she’s ~weird~ and she likes bees like too much and she talks to them wha

she tends to ignore it

V: Vomit

2. do they get lots of stomach aches?

sometimes Isamu’s anxiety gets REAL bad and on those occasions the stomach aches start flaring up

W: Water

1. do they drink enough water?

all of em drink plenty of water bc they’re gonna be good role models in that regard

Stay hydrated, kids!!

X: Xylophone

3. do they have a favorite band/artist/singer?

watch me slap traits from myself onto my ocs and say Ren is, at any given time, listening to CRJ or vocaloids

Y: You

2. what inspired you to create them? 

Akiara was first and he came about bc I wanted to get in on making some fanganronpa content, and like visually? I realised halfway through making him that I’d been super inspired by Damien from dream daddy

Gumm well she’s here bC BERRI WAS TOO CUTE and i HAD to get myself a slime

I listened to Built 4 Love by TWRP for like an hour straight and then made Freya

and the only other one who I can place a specific inspiration for is Takara and for him it’s that I had the hots for Tom Hardy’s Bane and rly wanted to give a character a cool medicinal mask sfdafsgsgf

Z: Zebra

5. do they have any pets at the moment?

Momoko has one (1) dear little bastard cat who she loves and who plays with her wool while she knits c:

#pwease readmore pwease work #ayakayuuna #ask loly

[will-you-be-my-savior]

asks for 08/21/18

spooncryptid asked:

Hewwo!! I’m back!

Tord: well hello.

Matt: hi cryptid!

Tom: huh. the collar worked. good for you cat freak.

spooncryptid asked:

I’m not a freak anymore! I’m a cat!

Tord: don’t bother. he still calls me commie most of the time.

Matt: he says it with love.

Tom: … *quiet chuckle*

spooncryptid asked:

Fiiine, what ya eating?

Tom: tord thought we needed variety.

Tord: if it were up to you we’d never try anything new.

Matt: bulgogi! it’s Korean!

spooncryptid asked:

Boogogi? What’s that??

Matt: i dunno but it’s good!

Tord: thin steak cut into strips, marinated in a special sauce and fried.

Tom: …

spooncryptid asked:

Can I try some?

Tord: sure. we left you a bit in case you decided to come around.

Matt: if you don’t like it i’ll eat what you don’t.

Tom: matt no. that’s disgusting.

spooncryptid asked:

Yay!!

tord puts the plate on the floor for your ease of access. it has strips of meat sitting on a bed of rice and vegetables. the meat’s juices are soaking into the rice turning it a reddish color.

spooncryptid asked:

//licks the sauce//

matt waits impatiently for your opinion.

spooncryptid asked:

Mmm!! Mlem mrem mrm//continues licking sauce//

tord looks over at tom smugly. matt just looks happy that you’re happy.

spooncryptid asked:

//just licks off the sauce instead of actually eating it//

tom and tord don’t notice as they are too focused on each other. matt looks down at you disapprovingly once he notices.

spooncryptid asked:

//just licks off the sauce instead of actually eating it//

matt gently taps you with his foot. tom and tord will never stop fighting if you don’t eat even a little of the meat.

spooncryptid asked:

So what have you guys been doing today?

Tom: i’ve been working on the remaining parts of my project.

Matt: i learned how to stitch up a major wound!

Tord: today was the day i teach the fenrik. today’s lesson was the benefits of entropy.

spooncryptid asked:

Oo //jumps up on Matt’s lap// that sounds fun!

Matt: it was.

Tord: meh

Tom: it passed the time.

spooncryptid asked:

Mm, can I have pets?? I want pets!!

matt laughs and starts to pet you happily.

spooncryptid asked:

Ya!! Pets!!!

Tord: yes pets. *chuckle*

spooncryptid asked:

//purrs and curls up Matt’s lap//

Tom: okay. I’ll admit it. That is kinda cute.

spooncryptid asked:

You’re cute too Tommy

Tom: *scowl*

Tord: *snicker*

Matt: yes. yes he is.

Tom: *blush*

Tord: *snort*

spooncryptid asked:

You humans can be good and cute sometimes

Tord: *blush*

Tom: *snicker*

Matt: yes. yes they are.

(remember tom isn’t human. but tord is)

spooncryptid asked:

Why can’t all humans be good like you?

tord is the same shade of red as his hoodie. matt thinks this is adorable and while tom thinks so too he’s laughing too hard to say as much.

spooncryptid asked:

I guess there’s just a few, I’m glad I found you guys

Tord is flattered… And very embarrassed. Tom finally stopped laughing and is cooing at him.

anonymous asked:

would it be rude to ask- if tom isn’t human, what is he?

No one knows… Not even tom. ( I’ll tell you what they do know if you ask but this is all they would tell you)

spooncryptid asked:

... but why are humans mean sometimes?

Tord: if I had the answer to that question the world would be a much better place.

anonymous asked:

oh. i don’t want to be rude! just curious :3 sooo tom- when did you discover all these powers??

Tom: discover? The same time anyone is figuring out their own bodies. (You’re not being rude.)

spooncryptid asked:

I wish everyone was as nice as you

Tord: okay stop. Please.

anonymous asked:

how was that like? i love hearing stories~

Tom: well… i guess it was okay… until the fire breath kicked in… i had to be careful where i talked, laughed or even so much as sighed or i would set random things on fire.

anonymous asked:

oh no... what else happened? you don’t have to say, i just wanna listen! hey mod? should i have an “”anon name”” now?

Tom: i once took over the teacher’s mind and made them dance half naked on their desk… i was kinda drunk at the time…

(tom’s powers are listed on his reference sheet. if you have any more questions about that i’ll be answering them as he would just avoid the issue. if you want a signature go right ahead and make one. i don’t mind either way.)

anonymous asked:

curious anon: that sounds hilarious! can i bother matt about the same thing? mod i can’t find links to the references

Matt: after the hunger was gone most of my powers came naturally. except flight… flight was hard.

(check the timeline in the important info tab)

anonymous asked:

curious anon: matt can you turn into a small dog

Matt: NO! even if i could i’d be allergic to myself!

spooncryptid asked:

Dogs are bad and mean

Matt: they make me sick…

(when raised together cats and dogs get along very well actually)

spooncryptid asked:

If any dogs come around I’ll fight em off so they won’t make you sick!

matt is grateful… but tord kinda doubts that.

spooncryptid asked:

I’ll use my scratchers and scratch em up! No dogs will be biting or making anyone sick while I’m around!!

matt started petting and scratching you with enthusiasm!

spooncryptid asked:

Imma good guard cat and I won’t let nothing happen to you, mmm, pets good //rolls over and stretches out//

the three of them chuckle at your behavior.

anonymous asked:

curious anon: do you have a preferred blood type? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) can you drink animals blood?

Matt: not really. but no, animal blood just makes me sick.

anonymous asked:

LMAO OK THE TORD SPIDER THING- since it’s the only m!a for today about 10 asks. should go pretty quickly (hopefully for his sake lmao) soo tord’s legs become spider legs n all that jazz~ he can still talk and use his arms don’t worry

… why a spider… why not an octopus or something… fine spider it is.

anonymous asked:

IM LAUGHING- can i m!a matt into a dog for 7 asks? included that he’s not allergic to himself lmao

you got here just a bit too late but if you come back in ten asks (don’t worry they go quick) maybe.

anonymous asked:

ah! hello （^人^）how are you today? -shy anon

tord was about to answer when.

*poof*

…

*unholy shriek*

(1/10)

spooncryptid asked:

//purrs and nuzzles into Matt//

Matt: uhhhh….

Tom: holy hot dog in a ball cap!

Tord: *continued unholy shrieking*

(2/10)

anonymous asked:

oh no... Tord can you walk? (O_O)-shy anon

tord can’t hear you right now he’s too busy shrieking but if he could answer he’d say “no i can’t walk! my legs are twig thin and i have EIGHT OF THEM!” but that would just be the shock talking.

(3/10)

anonymous asked:

Umm, I don't know how to help with panicking, but I'm pretty sure this is temporary, so it'll go away soon enough Tord. Just try to focus on something other than the legs. - Glitchy Anon

tord heard you but doesn’t care. he has EIGHT LEGS!!! … tord is hyper focused on the legs and has stopped screaming.

(4/10)

endragoneel asked:

ahhh! bad time to come in-

Tom: ya think?

Matt: no duh?

Tord: how are you guys more angry than i am?

Tom: weren’t you just screaming your head off.

Tord: …

(5/10)

endragoneel asked:

i can stand here and be support? you just gotta focus to walk.... recluse adapted well! (for the most part..

Tord: who?

(i think i know who you’re referring to but tord wouldn’t)

(6/10)

endragoneel asked:

oh! he’s a reject clone- kinda got his legs cut off and some evil scientist replaced them with spider legs. he’s doing alright all things considered... there are some really cool things you can do with spider legs!

Tord: reject clone?

Tom: remember that time that freaky director cloned us?

Tord: yeah.

Tom: they didn’t all come out right.

Tord: oh.

(7/10)

tord would very much like to have his legs back to normal and invites any and all questions…

spooncryptid asked:

Mrrrmm

Tord: i’m surprised he didn’t bolt…

Tom: honestly… me too.

Matt: i give good pets.

(8/10)

spooncryptid asked:

Ssnnnzzzzz (no one else is sending asks this is really awkward)

Tord: oooohhhh that makes more sense.

(agreed)

(9/10)

anonymous asked:

I'm sure this'll be fine soon enough. Better than your entire species being changed like with me. Extra limbs can be fun sometimes, and other times, they just get in the way. - MWT

tord sure hopes s-

*poof*

oh thank god

(i don’t know your signature, what does it stand for?)

(10/10) (M!A 3 end)

anonymous asked:

That ended fast. I got stuck as a Leviathan for a couple days. The tentacles made great hands, but it was not fun trying to sleep only to wake up tangled up in your own limbs. - MWT

Tord: oh i would not have done well like that for two whole days.

anonymous asked:

MUTANTS WORLD TOM IS THAT YOU?!

no they clarified. MayhemWorld tord, not mutants world. i don’t even think mutants world knows this blog exists.

anonymous asked:

Well, Leviathans can take human form, but being a human originally, sometimes that true leviathan form bled through a bit and I'd wake up tangled up in tentacles and no longer having actual hands. -MWT

Tord: … like some kinda hentai?

Tom: you are vile.

Tord: it’s just a question.

anonymous asked:

I might have made a few hentai monster jokes, but never really did more than that. The tentacles were more used to grab books and papers while working. - MWT

Tord: so… you just had lots and lots of tom tails?

Tom: my tail is not a tentacle!

Tord: …

endragoneel asked:

it’s funny that mutants world was mentioned? i’m a mod there o:

i guess mutants world has heard of this blog then.

anonymous asked:

I wouldn't compare them to a tail, they kind of formed along the upper parts of my back. Nothing like any tails on the Tom I know or your Tom. Probably should have mentioned I'm another Tord sooner.. -MWT

Tord: … like a clone?

Tom: …

Matt: hi other tord! *waves excitedly*

anonymous asked:

More like alternate universe stuff. Found a weird device that lets me communicate with other worlds. Can't fist fight my alternates with it to be alpha Tord, but I can talk to them at least. -MWT

Tom: *snort* alpha *snik* alpha tord…

Tord: you want… to get in a fist fight… with me?

Tom: *literally ROFLMAO*

spooncryptid asked:

Mmrem //stretches and yawns//

Matt scratches you some more. he doesn’t know how you’d react to two tords. especially when the new one realizes that you got here and are able to touch them and that he might be able to do the same if he tried hard enough.

(i kinda wanna see this happen)

anonymous asked:

Yeah! Though I have no clue how to even get to you. There's another version of us that's a literal robot, but well, one of my roommates dragged me away when I had a chance to fight him. Something about how humans don't mix well with neurotoxin. - MWT

Tord: neurotoxin!??

Tom: *laughing so hard he can barely breath*

anonymous asked:

We get along now, researching the oddities of my world and all that. But I still kind of want to fight him. -MWT

Tord: … who… no what raised you?

Tom: *has actually stopped breathing. he is dead… he’ll be back in an ask or two*

spooncryptid asked:

//nuzzles into Matt// hi Mattie

he greets you but is unfocused because of the oddity in front of you.

anonymous asked:

Extremely religious parents that thought I was possessed twice cause of bullying. I am nothing like how they wanted me to be. - MWT

Tord: … you turned out rather well for your circumstances.

Tom: *gasp*

Tord: are you done?

Tom: *burst out laughing again*

Tord: i guess not.

spooncryptid asked:

//Rolls over and jumps up on the desk// .. what happened to Tommy?

Matt: tom died. he’s back now though.

spooncryptid asked:

I guess that works? Who’s Tordie talking to?

Matt: another tord.

anonymous asked:

So, I guess your Tom can take another form too? You guys have any clue what he is, because I think the Tom here would love to know too. Poor guy's been trying to figure out what he is for years. -MWT

Tord: yeah sorry. we don’t really know either.

Tom: you’re probably shit outta luck on that one.

spooncryptid asked:

There’s two? Is the other one nice?

Matt: he wants to physically fight our tord… but other then that he seems nice.

spooncryptid asked:

Oh ok, What’s Tommy laughing about?

Matt: the other tord is an idiot.

spooncryptid asked:

Mm, makes sense

Matt: Mhm.

anonymous asked:

Darn, it was worth a try though. So, what kind of creatures are in your guy's world? I've got an entire book with information on the ones in mine and I'm really curious. -MWT

Tom: … more than a single book’s worth that’s for sure.

spooncryptid asked:

Is anything else happening?

Matt: nah. they’re mostly just talkin’ ‘bout supernatural stuff.

anonymous asked:

I would love to study them, just observe them, maybe ask questions. Just see what they're like. -MWT

Tom: any species in particular you have in mind?

spooncryptid asked:

Super-natural? Like you go vegan and get superpowers or something?

Matt: no like vampires and werewolves and zombies and stuff.

anonymous asked:

All of them. I just love learning about the paranormal. Kind of hoping one might help me figure out what causes that false positive uncanny valley feel to appear on some humans. - MWT

Tom: … i could probably do that, just have to touch you somewhere. *holds out his hand*

spooncryptid asked:

Oh, that makes more sense, kinda..

matt nods at you.

anonymous asked:

*Thud*(There is now a confused Tord face-down on the floor.)

Tom: how?… your grip is pathetic… and sweaty.

everyone welcome mayhemworld tord!

anonymous asked:

"Well, I didn't expect to trip into another world out of nowhere. Rude." (He is totally not pouting right now.)

Tord: how do you trip on a wall that’s no- oh my god tom! what are you doing!?

Tom: *purrrrr*

spooncryptid asked:

WAH!!! //runs and hides//

Matt: hi other tord!

endragoneel asked:

i’m always confused when i get back-ohmystarstheres twotords

yes you are. ever meet mayhemworld tord. we’ll call him mayhem for convenience. mayhem meet ever.

anonymous asked:

"Does he normally do this with people he meets?" (He's just getting more and more confused right now.)

Tord: not that i’m aware of!

Matt: he did that to one of the magic shop employees once.

Tord: why?

Matt: i dunno.

endragoneel asked:

welcome welcome!! visitors are always fun!

yes!

endragoneel asked:

wh- whats tom doing ?

Tord: i have no clue.

Matt: hugging!

endragoneel asked:

*confused noises????*

Tord: *equally confused noises*

anonymous asked:

"Okay then, this is happening. So, what was that magic shop employee like? Maybe it's exposure to magic that causes this. I do live with a guy that practices witchcraft and makes glamours for nonhumans." (Slightly confused pat on the head for Tom.) -MWT

Matt: but all the employees did magic. he only ever did this with ashley.

Tord: *has a hunch* describe ashley in three words.

Matt: small nice siren.

spooncryptid asked:

//creeps out, fur puffed and back arched// WHO????

Matt: cryptid meet mayhem!

endragoneel asked:

@tom? are you okay?

tom isn’t home right now call again later.

spooncryptid asked:

WHERE DID HE COME FROM????

Tord: another dimension.

anonymous asked:

"I am honestly just as confused as Ever. Though kind of curious, are Sirens bird people here or are they like mermaids?" -MWT

Tord: merfolk, harpys are the bird people.

Matt: he had the nicest voice.

Tord: did he ever do this with you?

Matt: hmmm… yeah i think so.

spooncryptid asked:

WHATS HAPPENING IM CONFUSED????

Matt: i dunno but tom seems to be happy.

endragoneel asked:

is he passed out? ?? ? i really can’t tell what’s happening at this moment

tom is currently wrapped around mayhem’s waist like some kind of living belt.

anonymous asked:

"Weird. Umm, is that cat alright? I know I have this weird uncanny valley effect on other humans and animals. I hope I'm not freaking them out." -MWT

Matt: …

Tord: a little late there buddy.

spooncryptid asked:

WHAT ARE YOU????

… that is for him to say not me.

endragoneel asked:

hmm i am getting a werid feeling off this guy... not quite sure what it is though

uncanny valley my friend.

mayhem:

“Really sorry for the effect I have on that cute cat. I don’t even get it myself. Also…” He’s looking at Tom a bit confused. “How long does he normally cling to people like this?”

savior au:

Matt: … i don’t know. he only hugged ashley for like ten minutes and me only about five…

Tord: that does not match up to now very well.

spooncryptid asked:

//hisses and bats at mayhem//

Matt: bad! bad kitty! i know you’re uncomfortable but he’s a guest.

mayhem:

“I hope he’s okay… though kind of nice the false positive uncanny valley effect isn’t freaking him out. Even my Tom was uneasy around me for a while until he got over it.”

savior au:

Matt: the uncanny valley affect seems to be reversed for him.

Tord: how much can he hear us right now? is he even in there right now?

(not really tord, sorry)

spooncryptid asked:

But he’s scary?? He bad?????

Matt: i know you’re scared but we’d protect you. you’ll be okay.

mayhem:

“Hopefully he’s okay…” He’s kind of concerned for this Tom, seems like he’s off in his own little world. Maybe he should try moving him? He gives a small nudge to the shoulder.

savior au:

why nudge when matt can just pick him up. which he does. with great pleasure. they bring him to tord’s room and put him on the small couch.

(matt likes carrying people. he thinks it’s funny)

endragoneel asked:

i’m not sure what it is about this guy, although he does seem pretty cool to me~ we both seem pretty interested in monsters and other non-human species!

i’m sure you’d like each other.

spooncryptid asked:

????? How is?? What???? //confused cat noises//

tord picks you up and pets you in an attempt to sooth you.

spooncryptid asked:

//squirms a bit before deciding to just cling to Tord, still glaring at mayhem//

tord hums as he pets you.

spooncryptid asked:

//whispers// I don’t trust him

tord gently moves your head so that you’re facing towards an exit if you feel like you need to escape.

mayhem:

“Oh come on, can’t we try to pull him off? Why just carry me to another room?”

He does pause for a moment.

“Is that cute cat gonna be okay? I… feel pretty bad that me just being here is scaring them.”

savior au:

Tord: well. i wouldn’t advise trying to remove him with those claws so close to your skin but go ahead and try if you want to.

Matt: cryptid should be fine just so long as you don’t get any closer to him.

mayhem:

“Cryptid? That’s an amazing name for a cat!” He is now distracted from the Tom clinging to him. “I’ll keep my distance though. It’ll be up to him how close he is to me from here on out.”

savior au:

Tord: technically we didn’t name him and his name is spooncryptid but just cryptid sounds better.

Matt: i think he’d appreciate that.

mayhem:

“Still a cool name. “ He’s just kind of pouting now. He’d like his freedom back soon. Maybe something to do too… well he’s got his book on the creatures in his world. Could start updating some of his notes. Yep, he’s doing that. The book is out and he’s looking for a pen on his person. And there it is! Time to start writing!

savior au:

Tord: hm? some kind of note book?

Matt: whatcha writing?

spooncryptid asked:

He’s writing to the demons....

Tord: ha ha. very funny cryptid.

endragoneel asked:

IS TOM GONNA BE OKAY THOUGH? how’s matt doing?

tom is fine. he should be coming around any minute now.  matt is fine too.

mayhem:

“This is actually a book that’s about the creatures in my world. I add my own notes to it when I have time. Figured I could work on it while stuck with Tom on me.”

savior au:

Tord: alright. then what are you gonna d-

Tom: *SHREAK*

Matt: ow what’s gott-

Tom: *bolts into the bed room*

Tord: … well…

mayhem:

“Is he okay?” He really hoped that wasn’t his fault. “And to answer Cryptid, I do not write to demons. I do live with someone that’s half-demon though. Real lazy guy that adores cats and treats his own cat like royalty at times.”

savior au:

Tord: i’m gonna go check on him. matt you hold cryptid.

Matt: right!

spooncryptid asked:

EEH???!? //hides in Tords arms, fur puffing up again//

matt pulls you from tord and holds you tight.

mayhem:

“Me knowing a cambion isn’t a bad thing… is it?” Now he’s starting to worry. He’s gotten used to the weirdness in his home, and he accepts his roommates for who they are, but could that be an issue.

savior au:

Matt: nah, tom’s mom is a wrath demon and his dad’s a poltergeist, you are fine.

Tord: *quietly from the other room* come on out. hiding under there isn’t gonna do you any good.

Tom: *muffled hissing*

Tord: i know it was embarrassing but-

Tom: *hisssss*

Tord: at least apologize for trapping him like that.

Tom: *grumble*

spooncryptid asked:

//clings to Matt// what’s happening??

Matt: tom seems to be throwing a fit.

spooncryptid asked:

//whines// Everything’s loud and scary //hides face in Matt’s chest//

matt doesn’t know how to comfort you so he holds you tight and covers as much of you as possible.

mayhem:

“Okay that is fascinating, wonder how those powers mixed together with him… and how a spirit was able to have kids with a demon… unless demons lack physical bodies here most of the time.” This world was pretty interesting, so many things are different.

Maybe he could start his own book for this world?

savior au:

Tom: *coming back into the room. now human* both. mom had a physical form she just didn’t like using it too much. she preferred to possess stuff like dad did.

Tord: it was so weird watching a bowling ball follow you around as a kid.

Matt: i thought him carrying a pineapple everywhere he went to be stranger.

Tom: yeah yeah mock my childhood some more why don’t you.

spooncryptid asked:

//attempts to hide in Matt’s arms, it doesn’t work very well because of all the fur that’s fluffed up and going everywhere//

matt smooths the fur as much as he can with his petting.

mayhem:

“Huh, the Tom in my world just had a sentient Pineapple and Bowling Ball for parents. Or humans cursed into those forms. They did swear they weren’t anything like possessing spirits or demons… Or Tom did for them.” He shrugs, maybe Tom’s parents were hiding something from him back in his world.

savior au:

Tom: i don’t know anything about your tom but from what i can tell he’d have little reason to hide anything like that from you.

mayhem:

“Kind of thinking his parents might be hiding something from him honestly.” He gave a little shrug, not sure what else to say. “You okay? You were kind of out of it for a while. That false positive uncanny valley thing didn’t do anything to you did it?”

savior au:

Tom: *whispered* false positive?

Tord: you said you were a leviathan before right?

spooncryptid asked:

//starts quietly purring//

matt pets you more!

mayhem:

“One of those grey things turned me into one. But the false positive thing has been around for a long time before that… got me put in the hospital as a kid thanks to it freaking out my classmates.”

savior au:

Tom: … you didn’t just get randomly turned into just any supernatural creature you know. IF you WERE a supernatural you WOULD BE a leviathan, that’s a powerful thing. that… type of person is very appealing to my kind… whatever that kind is.

mayhem:

“No the grey thing pretty much told me I was getting turned into another creature. And I can’t bring out tentacles anymore. Plus I’m human, and raised by humans.” He is pretty much just gonna dismiss that theory. “I also have a really ancient friend that agrees I’m human with a weird uncanny valley effect. He’d be able to tell if I wasn’t.”

savior au:

Tom: … *thinking “wow this guy is dense”* then i guess you’re just that kinda human…

Tord: … i am ashamed to be your counterpart… OW.

Tom: SHHHH

spooncryptid asked:

//yawns and nuzzles closer//

matt brings you into the bedroom and closes the door so you’re away from every one else.

spooncryptid asked:

Mrmm //keeps purring//

matt relaxes on the bed with you on his chest.

spooncryptid asked:

Gnight Mattie

Matt: good night.

mayhem:

“What’s that supposed to mean? Do you normally insult guests? Do you want a fight or something?!” Well, him being prone to fighting was a definite mark against him being a leviathan, the ones in his world are pretty much pacifists.

savior au:

Tord: look… just… *sigh* lets just go to bed. it’s way too late right now.

Tom: *yawn*

Tord: see. you can sleep on the coach. good night.

mayhem:

“Fine.” He’s probably gonna pull an all-nighter working on the book… or locate and raid the kitchen for some food. Hopefully seafood… with shells. That crunch from the shells is the best part!

savior au:

while tord heads to bed tom sneaks out and picks up a bit of shellfish for him. he knows mayhem will return to his own world by morning just like everyone else who isn’t in contact with him over night. he wishes him good night and tells him he can visit any time and that if he ever needs anyone to talk to about his uncanny valley problem he can come here.

mayhem:

“Thanks.” And there he goes just biting into the shell and eating his fill. He works for a while before he’s just gone from this world and back in his own. At least Ringo’s there to instantly curl up on him upon his return.

#eddsworld #ew tord #ew tom #ew matt #savior au #ask response #spooncryptid #endragoneel #shy anon #lmao anon #curious anon #mayhemworld tord #anon #mod x #M!A 3 spider legs tord

[nctmoonstarsun]

11 question tag

I was tagged by @g-te  for the 11 questions game where you answer 11 questions then write 11 new questions! (Thank youu! ^^)

how are you? / Meh lmao

sad ballads or happy upbeat songs? / Depends on my mood really, but right now, happy upbeat songs

fave anime movie? I haven’t watched any haha

dogs or cats? / Cats!!

do you keep stuffed animals in your room? / no ^^

someone you miss? / Honestly everyone is there for me, so no one

describe your phone case? / A black, professional-looking case 

favorite lore/myths? /  Ooo i dont know..

earbuds or headphones? / earbuds

can I steal your heart? / um you can try..?

favorite thing about your ult bias? / How he is always really cheerful and positive, such a little fluffball honestly ^^

cloud’s q’s

Do you know a ksong by heart? (bc I don’t :x I can hum a trillion tho) / A few (I do karaoke a lot sooo)

When it comes to friendships, are you low or high maintenance? (As in your friends gotta talk everyday with you or you’ll feel like the friendship is dying OR if you can spend days without talking to them yet you still remain close) I can spend days without talking to them yet I still remain close

Do you have a secret that you will take to the grave? (Ofc I’m not asking you to reveal it) / No XD

Recommend me 5 songs (not necessarily kpop songs) / DRAMARAMA (MonstaX), Limitless (NCT), See You Again (Wiz Khalifa ft. Charlie Puth), Red Flavor, Russian Roulette (Red Velvet)

What do you prefer?: first, second or third gen kpop songs? / I listen more often to third generation kpop songs

What’s the cheeeeeeeeeesiest thing you’ve done? (one time a former friend of mine was telling me about a problem she had and at the end of our convo I kissed her in the forehead bYE) / Um… honestly I have the worst memory so I can’t actually remember

If you were asked to participate in a variety show, which one of the following would you pick and why? (Pick two!): problematic men, master key, hello counselor, weekly idol, one fine day, law of the jungle / WEEKLY IDOL, Hello Counselor (honestly I love these shows so much)

Your top 10 kpop songs of 2017? / DNA, Mic Drop, Cherry Bomb, Red Flavor, Likey, Really Really, Dramarama, Russian Roulette, Limitless, Rookie

Would you rather live in a huge mansion or a compact studio house? Compact studio house 

Tell me a fun childhood story (I’ll start! One time an aunt gave me money to buy ‘papas’ (potatoes) at the grocery store so bc I’m obedient af I went and asked the counter lady how many of em could I buy with the money I had so she went ‘uhh, not many tbh’ so i ended up getting like two and when I returned to my aunt’s house she laughed her ass off and said: I meant ‘papas fritas’ (potato chips) Not those! - and uh yeah this is funnier in Spanish but it proves that I’m such an innocent angel I mean wow) /  Well not much happened in my childhood but I remember how before I moved to England (I used to live in India), me and my friends (we were 7 year olds) would practice talking in English because ‘I needed to get used to it’, and now I talk to them about that and we just laugh at it lmao trust me it’s funnier than it sounds if you’ve experienced it.

If you were offered to start a band, would you accept? / HELL YES (even tho I have no talent I still love singing does that count?)

kiki’s q’s

Link your favourite playlist here if you can and if you can’t write out the first 10 songs on it! (Not a question but shh) / I don’t really have a playlist I literally just go onto the group and then pick the song on spotify ahaha

Is your current ult bias your first ult bias? If not who was your first? / No… My first ult bias was Jungkook ^^

Who is your ult bias? / Jung Jaehyunnnnn <3

Who is more likely to hog the aux cord, you or your ult? / Hmmm I feel like neither of us would hog it, more like just take turns or something I guess

Who is more likely to forget an important date, you or your ult? / Ummm… guilty as charged (basically me)

Who is more likely to ask the other to pick them up after work, you or your ult? / Me, just cos I love the idea of him picking me up after work lmao

Who is more likely to write the other a hand written note expressing themselves rather than just saying it, you or your ult? / That will be me… I’m not that good at expressing my feelings in general, but if I really want to, I’ll sit down and write a long heartfelt note

Who is more likely to cry when a dog dies in a movie, you or your ult? / I don’t cry at movies, but I feel like he’ll be upset and then I’d start crying because he’s upset

Who is more likely to almost burn the house down while cooking, you or your ult? / I can cook, but so can he..? So I don’t know

Who is more likely to start a pillow fight, you or your ult? / Probably me, I have a habit of throwing pillows at people if they tease me 

Who is more likely to ask the other to come over to cuddle with them so that they can fall asleep better, you or your ult? / Me probably haha

Mir’s q’s :D

If you could travel anywhere, but were completely by yourself, where would you go? / I honestly don’t know because I hate going places on my own

What inspires you? / Stories of successful people who got where they are now by hard work and dedication (esp. those with the same aspirations as me)

How many pets would you have in your ideal future? Any specific names or types in mind? / Just one small puppy

What are you opinions on fedoras / Um, not really the biggest fan of them

how many spoons can you balance on your face at once (picture or video proof preferred (i’m trying to get someone to do it pls anyone)) / They’re all the way downstairs and I’m in bed right now I can’t be asked to move

What is your favorite type of tree? / Willow tree

If you could convince one person to like kpop who would you convert? / My dad, cos if he’s convinced, my mum will automatically be converted too XD

What are three things you are normally associated with and/or what are three things you want to be associated with? / Well, I guess making people happy, but that’s pretty much it

If you were in a kpop group what position would you hold (ie. leader, main vocal, moodmaker, etc) feel free to tag your mutuals and who they would be! / I think I’d be vocal, leader and the 4D member haha ^^ @g-te would be rapper/moodmaker and @thatbubblecat would be the lead dancer and visual 

If you could have any wild animal as a tame pet what would it be?? (i’m ocelot loyal all the way) / Probably a lion

What is your opinion on mint chocolate chip ice cream? (for maj) / LOVE IT!!

Gitte’s q’s

What is your (clothing) style? like is it casual, street style, sporty, classy… It really depends on my mood, like sometimes I wear casual, and sometimes classy, sometimes girly.

Would you reather be very smart/intelligent but ugly, or dumb but beautiful? Very smart but ugly 

Which languages do you speak/understand? English, Hindi, Malayalam, French

What is your biggest dream? To be a doctor

Do you fold or do you crumple up your toilet paper? (I am curious okay?) Fold XD

Your favourite season? Winter

Do you have a favourite number? If yes, which and why? It’s always been 17, I think it’s my lucky number

Do you prefer, day or night? Night

Do you like bright or dark colours? Both, I usually tend to stick to two colours though; bright red or black

Do you have any habits? Accidently hitting people when laughing (even though I apologise immediately after), covering my mouth accidently with my hand when awkward and mumbling at the same time if I’m talking. 

What’s your ideal type? Oo well he's caring and protective, a pure baby but can be manly. Can sense if I'm upset and quickly tries to make me feel better. Empathetic, down to earth and modest, generally cheerful person who is positive and optimistic. A bit extroverted. In general, similar to me, I guess.

Ae Sook’s qs

      1. What qualities do you like of your ultimate bias? (Say who he/she is too)

      2. What sort of animal would you be if you were to choose one? (your spirit animal)

      3. What is your favourite ice cream flavour?

      4. Do you like kpop? If so, how long has it been since you’ve been into kpop?

     5. What star sign are you? 

     6. List all the groups/bands you listen to regularly (any genre of music).

     7. What is your favourite choreography (kpop)?

     8. How would you describe yourself? (positives and negatives, but put mainly positives)

     9. Sushi; yes or no?

    10. Who is that one idol you can relate to most? (Who do you think you’re most like? - and no, I don’t mean your ultimate bias)

I tag:

@thatbubblecat @taeyongtown @deeimana @g-te (i know you’ve done this, but I want to see what you would put for my question lmao x)

#kpop #tag

[ifdragonscouldtalk]

What happens when reioka and I talk

reioka: For real?! Tony's tiny, not person sized?! ifdragonscouldtalk: No XD hes person sized in the fic But it would make it funny Imagine bruce trying to find a needle small enough to get a blood sample reioka: I mean... ask a bird vet probably ifdragonscouldtalk: Tony hanging off Steve's pinky finger by his tail reioka: The idea is very adorable, if impracticle ifdragonscouldtalk: Bucky has a cat. The cat likes little tony. Tony does NOT LIKE the cat reioka: Awww. Wait like like "dinner" or like like "person!" ifdragonscouldtalk: We dont know. Tony screams when Cat gets within 3 feet. Steve keeps Cat out of the room now. reioka: Aw poor kitty lol Poor Tony "It's big! It's get sharps everywhere! EVERYTHING IS SHARP!" ifdragonscouldtalk: Bruce puts a filter in the tank. Tony doesnt like the filter. It swirls the water around and blows him away. Tony launches a war with the filter. Bruce is Not Happy. reioka: Smol Tony building tools with the rocks at the bottom of the tank, sacrificing one of his pieces of seaweed to tie them all together to fling into the filter and cause it to jam ifdragonscouldtalk: Hes smug af cuz he clearly Won until he sees Bruce's face o h s h i t reioka: Lmao does he even understand WHY he needs a filter Does he want to swim in his own excrement ifdragonscouldtalk: He lived in the ocean before reioka All he knows is before the waters were still and now they are Not He probably doesnt notice XD reioka: Lmao the waters were never still you water horse you were just too far down to notice

ifdragonscouldtalk: But ok tony getting so excited he flails around in the water and winds up tangled in seaweed He does Not Appreciate pepper taking a picture reioka: "Pepper I am suffering. This is abuse. I'm going to die here." "You are not going to die you dumb seahorse I won't let you." "*choking sound*" "...Are you crying--" Tony ducks further into the seaweed and mumbles no ifdragonscouldtalk: Bucky and steve storming in from opposite doors shouting whO MADE HIM CRY WHY "I'm not crying!" reioka: Lmao just the idea of them trying to threaten Pepper tho Like... what a death wish ifdragonscouldtalk: Im sobbing imagine some intern giving tony little barbie tools and shit and he gets so frustrated because "I know these are fake! They're plastic!" reioka: He lets go and they float to the top of the tank and he is at the bottom just glaring up at them like... "You've all betrayed me. I know they're plastic and I hate you." ifdragonscouldtalk: Im a g ine someone buying Real Seahorses and putting them in the tank and tony is so territorial and ends up actually just wrestling a bunch of them reioka: I just snorted water out my nose omg "MY tank. MINE. GET OUT." ifdragonscouldtalk: And the actual seahorses are just so curious about this Strange Seahorse They think hes just trying to bump bellies until he grabs ones snout and then theyre Angery reioka: OH NO What does an angry seahorse do [ifdragonscouldtalk sends a screenshot of seahorses fighting with their tails] ifdragonscouldtalk: Seahorses punch Tony with their tails. Tony wails. Theyre meanies. reioka: Wtf Tony you've got actual fists HIT 'EM BACK ALSO A TAIL What a whiny baby I love him ifdragonscouldtalk: Tony eventually emerges victorious They find them the next morning with the others cowering in the corner and the water very slightly pink Bruce is Not Happy reioka: Just name the entire series Bruce is Not Happy because that will probably always be his reaction to everything. ifdragonscouldtalk: Series starts Bucky -- hey yo stevie look at this weird fuckin fish i found Steve -- screams reioka: *snort* Everyone debates on whether or not he's technically a fish and he's just sitting there like "I'm a seahorse" but are you a FISH? "A seahorse." ifdragonscouldtalk: "What is your species" "Awesome" reioka: "What do you call yourselves?" "Our names? I'm Tony, in case you've forgotten." "No, I mean, as a group?" "A family? *gasp* Do you guys not have families, is that why you don't know?" An intern is crying in the background from the effort it takes not to laugh because Tony looks honestly distraught that they've never heard of a family. ifdragonscouldtalk: Oh my g od Good reioka: Finally "Tony. Tony. Are you a fish?" "I'm a seahorse." "Seahorses are fish." "Then I gotta be a fish." Bruce screams in frustration in the background. They've been at this for hours. God damn it. ifdragonscouldtalk: Shoulda just googled it Tony compliments Bruce's singing because he's a gentleman But secretly wtf sort of singing is that reioka: LMAO if the real seahorses are still in the tank, just whispering to them "Did you hear that? Do they draw mates with that? Horrifying." ifdragonscouldtalk: The seahorses just look at him Bruce screams again reioka: Bonus if Betty is there for some reason and comes to see what happened and Tony gasps. "It worked!" ifdragonscouldtalk: Im crYING Whenever pep walks in the room now tony screams reioka: Bonus points: Pepper knows why and one time she screams back and Tony ducks back under the water, covering his blushing face. God I wish I could draw Just seahorse Tony covering his face and Pepper laughing good-naturedly in the background ifdragonscouldtalk: Bucky and Steve spend the whole day trying to figure out why tony keeps blushing and why hes making a "mating hut" reioka: HAHAHA I wonder if Pepper feels bad for "leading him on" because come on, they don't--even have compatible parts, not even talking about the size difference ifdragonscouldtalk: Tony scoffs and says he knows and he was only joking and then literally just turns around and starts crying. Shes still standing there. TONY. reioka: TONY THE ENTIRE TANK IS SEE-THROUGH Aw now I feel really bad for him haha ifdragonscouldtalk: He'll be fiiiiiiine, natasha challenges pep to a fight on his behalf The fight pretty much entails nat biting and kicking peps hand with her tail, but w/e tony loves it reioka: "I will protect Tony's honor," Natasha tells everyone and then BITE BITE BITE Pepper pretends it hurts more than it does tbh Natasha beating the shit out of Pepper's hand Pepper wrapping it in bandages longer than strictly necessary because every time Natasha sees it she puffs up proudly and Tony looks pleased ifdragonscouldtalk: Tony still kisses all the band aids tho Cuz hes a whiny sweetheart reioka: Aw Natasha grudgingly tells Pepper she was a worthy opponent and Pepper glows for hours. ifdragonscouldtalk: Tony starts screaming at steve ans bucky instead reioka: One time when the humans go out for drinks Pepper gets sloppy drunk and cries and the others are like "What's wrong" and she's just like "God I just love these stupid fish so much" YEEE Are they smart enough to scream back or do they just get nervous because they think they've done something wrong ifdragonscouldtalk: Oh my God pep I bet bucky screams back just for the heck of it and steve shrieks cuz hes startled but tones takes it for a scream. Tony glows "I got /two/ human mates nat" She screams at hill just because she likes a challenge and human women are Cute reioka: Natasha is daunted but if they hurt Tony she's gonna fight 'em anyway lol Lmao does Hill scream back OH Hill doesn't scream back but Natasha's just like "aw yisssss motha fuckin challenge" Tony supports Natasha's endeavors even when he thinks she's out of her mind ifdragonscouldtalk: Tony is a Good Bro Tonys new mating house tho Its glorious Nat helps him with it Bruces like "what are you doing" and tonys like "showing off for my mates" "Who?" "Bucky and Steve. They didn't say?" Bruce is Not Happy reioka: It's a good thing Bruce doesn't have Hulk powers because I assume literally everything we've said so far would make him turn into the jolly green giant. ifdragonscouldtalk: "You guys cant fuck the seahorse. It is physically impossible to fuck the seahorse." Steve actually chokes ifdragonscouldtalk: Real question: is clint a seahorse or a human Because i can see him accidentally almost killing Tony and Nat on a weekly basis and them loving it but i can also see him convincing Tony to do stupid shit with him like rock their tank off the table Bruce comes in and screams so loudly and tony looks at clint and goes "wow he really loves you" reioka: On one hand: "You wanna try coffee?" *pours coffee directly into tank. Everyone hates him. Tony and Natasha have not stopped vibrating for hours. They could have died. "MORE COFFEE! MORE COFFEE!" they chant, banging on the glass. Everyone HATES him. On the other hand: "That box they brought in looks interesting do you think you can throw me at it." Tony puts his engineering cap on and Bruce walks in just in time to watch Clint fly out of the tank, screaming, and lands on a pizza box with a splat. ifdragonscouldtalk: Im vibrating desperately as i try not to laugh Clint: puts an entire bar of chocolate in the tank, its gone in two hours, Tony and Nat are simultaneously in immense pain and doing theur best to tear the tank apart Or Clint: challenges natasha to a fight and sends everyone running when he screams because "SHE WAS GONNA RIP MY TAIL OFF" reioka: Lmao beautiful "She wouldn't have ripped your tail off," Tony tells him soothingly as Natasha gives Tony her best wtf face and mouths "yeah I would." ifdragonscouldtalk: Either way bruce screams and tony thinks theyre mates. reioka: Tony, whispering: Bruce must really like you, he screams an awful lot. Clint, thoughtful: ...We could make it work. Natasha: I dunno he screams at a lot of people? Maybe he's not monogamous. Bruce: *notices all three of them staring intensely and is somewhat uncomfortable* ifdragonscouldtalk: Tony: maybe he's what the humans call a player! Clint and Nat: *gasp* Bruce: why tf are they glaring at me what are they planning now ifdragonscouldtalk: Imagine someone trying to explain to them that screaming =/= mating reioka: Tony: It worked for me??? In both cases??? Pepper's just not ready for children but I am and I understand that. Pepper: *spews coffee* Tony: But Bucky and Steve like me! :D Natasha: *smug* Maria likes me. *everyone turns to look at Hill* Hill: ...I have paperwork to do. ifdragonscouldtalk: Bucky and Steve nearly have a heart attack when bruce askes when they were planning to tell him about the children reioka: Steve: Tony, we... can't have children. Tony: D: you... you don't want children with me? Bucky: That's not it! We, uh... we're physically incapable of. Conceiving. With you. Tony: ...WELL. You can't help that you're barren. Steve and Bucky: *bug-eyed* Tony: Maybe I could talk to Natasha. The fry wouldn't be your biologically but it's the love that matters. Bruce finds Steve and Bucky crying later and he doesn't want to ask but he does anyway. "It's the love that matters," Steve sobs, and Bucky adds, "That's so beautiful, holy shit." ifdragonscouldtalk: Oh my g od If they did have children only one ends up having a normal name because bucky and steve are never quick enough to imprint on the fry reioka: Lmao LOL THE PREGNANCY Steve: So how many kids are we lookin' at, Bruce? Bruce: At least two dozen. Bucky: *faints* Bruce: Probably more. Steve: ...Can I afford that many children Bruce: GET OUT OF MY LAB. ifdragonscouldtalk: OH MY VGOD Pepper buys another bigger tank Clint and Nat start hissing at anyone who tries to touch tones except his mates reioka: Aw, little tiny ultrasound on Tony's belly! Bruce endures Clint and Natasha's biting with aplomb. ifdragonscouldtalk: Steve and Bucky both pass out minutes into the labor and continue to pass out every time they wake up till its over By the time they wake up the last time theyre already named - dummy, you, cutie, friday, toast, stan Nat names one Hill and Hill is her Best Niece reioka: Lmao "Why Toast" "Why not Toast? Do you not like it? Well it's too late her name is Toast." ifdragonscouldtalk: Steve and Bucky are crying. The seahorses think it's joy. Pep and Bruce are just patting their shoulders. Pepper thinks they shouldve seen it coming Clint names one Hawk just to piss ppl off reioka: Lmao Tony introducing all the fry to Steve and Bucky, "Children, these are your fathers. Steve, Bucky, this is" long list of names. They're never going to remember them all, they're terrible parents. Eventually Tony orders his children to tell them who they're speaking to because when they misbehave he wants to yell at the right one. "That's fair," the fry agree, and then start doing it for everyone except Pepper and Hill. reioka: Pepper: Isn't it... kinda cruel? Natasha: I heard a seahorse gave birth to fifty kids once. Some of them drift away because they're idiots that won't listen. One time my mom called me every name but mine. ifdragonscouldtalk: Imagine how much Trouble clint gets them into reioka: Clint: Do you think with all these seahorses we could tip the tank Tony: Do not tip the tank. Clint: I bet we could. Natasha: Do NOT Fry: *cheerfully* TIP THE TANK! TIP THE TANK! Tony: STEEEEEEEEEEEEEVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEEE CATCH THE TAAAAAAAAAAANK ifdragonscouldtalk: Tony and Natasha actually screeching Bucky and Steve catch the tank but tony is sobbing and panicking because his cHILDREN ARE GOING TO DIE LIKE IDIOTS reioka: Steve: *angry* DON'T DO THAT TO YOUR MOTHER. Bucky: Steve, you shouldn't yell at the kids. CLINT YOU LITTLE SHIT. Tony: *sobbing, gathering the fry to him frantically* Fry: *feel terrible* ifdragonscouldtalk: Imagine them all going to the beach and all of them are hanging off Buckys hair and Steve is makin sure none of them drift away Tony is actually screeching in joy because a c t u a l s a n d Toast would prefer to be near Steve so she hangs on to his drawstring of his swimsuit Nat teaches Hill how to train and ride hermit crabs reioka: Tony: *cries* Look at my beautiful family. Bucky: Aw, doll. :) You don't have to-- Tony: MY FAMILY KICKS EVERY OTHER FAMILY'S ASS. Bucky: ...Doll. Steve: *laughs, chokes on sea water* ifdragonscouldtalk: Clint.... Challenges a blue crab,, to a fight Bruce has to save him reioka: Okay so hear me out -- Bruce and Betty are together but Clint just kind of gets inserted into their relationship because "I'm pretty sure he's lowkey trying to die" Bruce says and then Betty has a baby and Clint was like "Holy shit this thing is huge. I love her. She's mine now." Betty's amused. Bruce just sighs. ifdragonscouldtalk: G O O D Clint trying to get the baby to challege a crab to a fight reioka: Baby sitting on it and crushing it with her diaper. Clint: ...That works. Bruce: Stop trying to get our child to fight everything bigger than you, Clint! Clint: *starts crying* Bruce: Oh God what did I do Betty: *snorting, trying to get the crab to let go of the baby's diaper* You called her 'our' baby and he's included in the 'our' and he's happy you idiot. Bruce: Oh ifdragonscouldtalk: Natasha rides past on a hermit crab and clint starts blabbering to her and shes just like yeah? Can YOUR kid race hermit crabs Clint looks at Bruce and Betty. Bruce: No, our kid cannot- Betty: if you can find one big enough Bruce: BeTTY reioka: Betty: Oh my God Bruce he's never going to find a crab big enough. Bruce: I don't believe that. I believe he could find one. He regularly gets himself thrown out of the tank to steal my pizza. Betty: He's so tiny how much could he eat? Bruce: *stony silence* Betty: D: ifdragonscouldtalk: Ok but Bucky with seahorses just hanging onto his hair. Theyre everywhere. He looks like a seahorse tree. reioka: Pepper takes lots of pictures. Bucky loves them. He'd thought about cutting his hair at one point but now that he has become the seahorse tree he vows to only have it trimmed. ifdragonscouldtalk: A horseshoe crab scares one of the kids and Tony's just like im gONNA FITE IT and Steve is like nO reioka: Tony manages to knock it upside down but it's so distressed by it that he gets Steve to turn it back over and it scuttles away in the opposite direction ifdragonscouldtalk: Ok but also Clint and Tony and Natasha forcing pep to help them set up a 'human date' for Nat and Hill because yes reioka: Clint and Tony vibrating when they see Hill coming back with Natasha, ready to interrogate her on whether the date went well, but then Hill leans down and presses a kiss to Natasha's cheek (Well, her entire side of her head, but they intention is still there) and they squeal and then slap at each other to shut up because NATASHA IS BLUSHING OH MY KRILL ifdragonscouldtalk: G O O D Natasha is smug like "She's definitely my mate. She just hasn't done the ritual yet." Hill going to Coulson like "a fish is courting me" reioka: Coulson: Stranger things have happened. Hill: Not to ME ifdragonscouldtalk: Wwheezesx justin hammer,,, stealing them reioka: NOOOOO Can you imagine Tony, Natasha, and Clint trying to protect all the fry Trying so hard, but they all get taken anyway, and they know they couldn't really do anything against a human but they feel like they SHOULD HAVE ifdragonscouldtalk: Can you imagine,, tony breaking down,,, and justin trying to get them to breed. Cuz m e r m a i ds. And tony just telling him that if he touched the kids his mates would kill him reioka: Justin would probably curse himself for missing two seahorses But NAY TWO SUPER SOLDIERS ifdragonscouldtalk: ScReech can u imagine justin putting a little glowy tracking device in tonys chest reioka: Honestly I'm just imagining them all being so scared that their tails clutch at each other until they're just a big ball of trembling, teary seahorses WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT I love it ifdragonscouldtalk: When they finally do come it's actually Maria who gets there first and she scoops up hill and nat and holds them desperately Just nuzzling them Bruce finds clint actually sobbing Steve and bucky beat justin mostly dead reioka: GOOD He deserves it ifdragonscouldtalk: Tony clings to steves fingers and cries while bucky gets the kids reioka: Steve presses desperate kisses all over Tony's body but his lips glance over whether the tracker is and Tony wails in pain and Steve is horrified because oh God what did Hammer DO Bruce physically stops Steve from walking over and crushing Hammer's skull under his boot because he needs to know everything Hammer did

#long post #reioka #reioka writes #talon writes #tal talks #kampos #sort of #seahorse au #tony stark #natasha romanoff #my favorite people #sorry reioka but i had to share

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Skateboard Sally: PART 3

“I think I like her, Ed,” the blonde groans as she slumps across her friends couch on another Friday evening. It’s been two weeks after the rock pool adventure. Karlie reported feeling ill during their time apart. Taylor found this to be true as she wasn’t seen around the half pipe or in school. She anxiously inquired if Selena’s cuisine had finally failed her but Karlie assured her it was the flu. 

The girls had been communicating over the break from one another. Often it was a tag in a funny post on Facebook, usually something school related. Sometimes Karlie would tag Taylor in a cat video after noticing she shared them a lot. Taylor would usually tag Karlie in skateboarding failure clips, along with a somewhat teasing warning of this could be you. New profile pictures or updates were ‘liked’ here and there. This behaviour went on without question from either. Recently Taylor received a text saying a full recovery had come about and that Karlie would like to meet her at the park.

“I saw it coming,” Ed says as he taps away on his laptop. He saves his file and then removes his glasses to look at Taylor more intently. “You’ve been mentioning her non stop since that photo thing you’re doing together.”

“I’ve got it that bad?” Taylor sighs with her hands over her face.

“She wants to meet at the park. Maybe start giving her a few signs and see what happens,” Ed says clasping his hands together on his desk like a school principal.

“I don’t even know if she likes girls, Eddie,” Taylor grumbles. She crosses her arms and stares at the ceiling in despair. “I mean…she’s kind of a guy and hangs with guys, but it’s a dumb move to assume her sexuality based solely on that.”

“Then start hinting that you like her and see what happens,” Ed repeats, more firmly this time. “If she’s not into girls there’s nothing you can do, love. But you can’t waste precious time asking yourself why or what if. You said she texted you today? See what the plan is.”

Taylor digs out her phone and stares at Karlie’s contact. There’s a rain cloud emoji beside her name. She sighs at it and continues to stare blankly. Ed coaxes her on and she selects it. She begins a response.

Hey there! Glad you’re feeling better. What would the plan for the park be?

Her response is almost instant and it nearly gives her a heart attack.

We could meet tomorrow at 10? I was thinking about the lake where all the ducks are…

Taylor notes the better use of grammar in the text. She keeps in mind that Karlie only uses abbreviations when she’s feeling awkward about discussing something. Smiling she texts back.

Sounds good! I’ll be ready… You can bring that skateboard of yours if you like.

Taylor hesitates to add the last part but takes a leap of faith and sends the text. Karlie replies minutes later.

Haha! Thanks. But walking is better for the park. I’ll see you tomorrow then.

Taylor’s heart flutters at the reaction she’s received. Did Karlie imply that she made her laugh? Ed catches Taylor’s blushing smiley face and rolls his eyes. “Is it good news or great news?” he asks amusedly.

“Hush,” Taylor murmurs, still smiling like a goof at the screen as she begins typing. Ed throws his arms up in defeat and stands to check the roast chicken in the oven.

Taylor - Maybe you can show me how some time haha! Karlie - I don’t trust you with a skateboard. At all. Taylor - Oh? And why is that? Karlie - your dumb long legs couldn’t step over one without falling that’s for sure

Taylor takes a moment to realise that Karlie’s once seemingly crude way of speaking is simply a characteristic of hers. She uses it to make herself seem bigger. But she also uses it to make others she trusts feel comfortable. To show that she’s comfortable around them.

Taylor - Your dumb long legs are LONGER than my dumb long legs? Karlie - spazz Taylor - Dumb Long Legs Karlie - touché…

Taylor bursts out laughing and Ed nearly drops her plate of roast chicken. He sighs and places it on the coffee table. “Plate’s hot, be careful,” he says and sets down cutlery wrapped up in a napkin. “What are you laughing like a hyena for?”

“Nothing,” Taylor smiles.

“Right, I totally believe you. What, did she make a dirty joke or something?”

“No, please,” Taylor says shaking her head. “We’re just setting up tomorrow.”

Ed shakes his head. “Your food will get cold, let’s eat.”

~*~

Karlie’s lens is inches away from the pile of sleeping ducklings. She silently snaps a few pictures and Taylor has her hands over her mouth a few feet away. The girls had found a secluded part of the park at the edge of the lake. Karlie was the one that spotted the nest amongst the reeds and flowering rushes. She then carefully tip toes away so as not to disturb the babies. They sit at a park bench.

“Wow, check these out,” Karlie says, letting out a breath she hadn’t known she’d been holding. She slides through the six pictures she’s taken and Taylor smiles in awe.

“They’re so precious!” she squeals excitedly. “Their little fuzzy faces.”

“One shook its head in this one so he’s all blurry except for the other four. Looks like he’s transforming into a ghost or something,” she says with a brief chuckle.

Taylor laughs and nods at Karlie’s observation. “Oh, they are all so cute,” she coos. “Good job!” she grins facing Karlie. Karlie half grins back and they even hold eye contact for a few seconds. It’s the first time Taylor has noticed how striking her gaze is. It’s a mix of a mossy green and hazelnut brown. Karlie is the first to break it and coughs awkwardly.

“You wanna look for more stuff? I bet we’ll find squirrels in the trees,” she says as she stands.

“Bet we will. Let’s go,” Taylor grins.

Sure enough they find a trio of squirrels munching on someone’s spilled McDonald’s fries under a tree. Taylor takes these photos, crouching down a good five or so feet away. The squirrels take no notice of her and feast away on their treat. Karlie grins at the scene. A proper grin too. One she’s not holding back.

“Maybe we can call this one Modern Day Squirrel. Make a statement about today’s society. Reminiscing on the days squirrels used to eat acorns and birdseed.”

Taylor giggles loudly at the comment and nearly startles the bunch. She stands and shows the results to Karlie who’s highly amused by them. “These are gold.”

“A real natural beauty of Earth, huh!” Taylor smirks. “You wanna get lunch?”

“I, uh, had somewhere planned for today actually,” Karlie says with a shy turn away. “You like burgers?”

Karlie takes Taylor to a rustic looking burger bar and café. The sign out front reads Blood Bath. Taylor raises an eyebrow at the name and sees that their company logo is a simplistic pig head outline over a pentagram. “Looks intimidating,” she murmurs.

“You scared, stupid?” Karlie grins as she opens the door for her. They’re seated at a booth for two. The restaurant is a dark colour scheme but well lit. Taylor notes this as a clever interior design feature, always being one to take in the decorative choices of any establishment. Karlie helps her order. “I’d highly recommend the Red Cheddar Roost. That’s a personal favourite of mine. Or if you don’t like a lot of cheese I’d go for the Big Blood Classic.”

“What’s with the blood aspect of this place?” Taylor asks amusedly as she skims over the menu. “I’ll have what you’re having.”

“The blood aspect is kind of just an eye catcher for tourists. But they do do a beautiful rare blue steak burger. It’s their best seller or something.”

Taylor is glad to see that Karlie is getting more talkative with her. She smiles warmly at the girl’s enthusiastic description of the favoured restaurant. They order two Red Cheddar Roosts and Taylor is blown away by how good it is. Karlie is pleased by her reaction and smirks humbly at the sight of her devouring it. They end up spending two hours at the restaurant, ordering a shared dessert of chocolate cake and tea afterwards. Karlie charms Taylor more and more with each her wicked sense of humour, and Taylor is fast melting Karlie’s ice cold heart with her innocence and sweetness.

When Karlie walks her home again they linger at the doorstep.

“Today was pretty successful. We’re practically almost done!” Taylor says proudly. It then dawns on her that…they’re almost done. She gives Karlie a smile and a tilt of her head that encourages her to say something.

“Yeah, I’m… I’m glad we’ll be able to…finish this up soon. I should get going,” she nods and turns to leave.

“Kar– Karlie!” Taylor exclaims nervously. Karlie turns back and looks up at her. “Do you…want to come inside for coffee?”

~*~

Karlie is enthralled by the sight of Taylor’s cats. She muses over their funny little ears and their bushy tails. “I’m not even a cat person but these guys are cool,” she says as she jingles a feathery toy mouse around Olivia’s curious face.

“I’m glad you think they’re cool,” Taylor grins as she sets two coffee cups down in front of the couch. She sits herself beside Karlie. Olivia grabs her toy and pounces off with it, leaving Karlie to shake her head laughing at her playfulness.

“Wish I had time to look after a cat,” Karlie says and takes her mug.

“They’re not too hard to care for. You just gotta feed em and change their litter box. They don’t do a lot,” Taylor giggles.

“She’s doing a lot,” Karlie nods to Olivia who is scampering around the legs of the kitchen table.

“I think she likes to show off around guests. Once you leave she’ll be out cold like her,” Taylor says and nods towards Meredith’s chubby body sprawled out on her cat bed by the window.

Karlie smiles and sips her coffee. Taylor sips hers. It’s a comfortable silence, one that Taylor is glad happened. She enjoys that she can be quiet with Karlie as well as have colourful conversations with her. Karlie is the first to break the silence.

“So what are you tryna be?” she asks casually.

Taylor chuckles, “A writer. I wanna write this great American novel, ya know. Maybe a series. I wanna keep the literary world popular. And you?”

“Nice,” Karlie nods. “Me? It’s stupid.”

“You haven’t even told me,” Taylor teases.

“Well… An artist, I guess.”

“That’s not stupid, Karlie,” Taylor smiles. “I don��t know why you think that’s stupid.” She sets her coffee cup down, showing that she’s ready to listen.

“Ugh, because everyone hates an artist. Oh, could you not find a real job? How does that make money? Are you starving? Depressed? Can you draw me? I hate it sometimes.”

Taylor is intrigued by now Karlie has suddenly opened up to her. She feels as if she’s seeing a completely different side to the person. One that is secret and hidden.

“People like to be nosy. But all you gotta do is smile, nod, and move on doing what you love,” Taylor says. She got this advice from none other than Ed, and hopes that he’s going to be proud once she tells him she has shared his knowledge with someone.

“…Thanks, Taylor,” Karlie murmurs. She then sets down her mug too and stares at the girl. Taylor, once again, is breath taken by the girl’s eyes. And not only their colour, but the way they seem to be staring into her more so than at her.

At first Taylor Taylor thinks it’s the new clock she has hung in the wall when she hears the pounding in her ears. But it soon becomes clear that it’s her heart. She feels her cheeks heat up and she knows she’s full on blushing at Karlie. But Karlie’s expression remains calm as she continues to seamlessly hold their stare.

Am I leaning in or is she? Taylor wonders to herself internally.

Either way, lips brush against lips. And soon enough Taylor is cupping Karlie’s left cheek in one hand. Taylor has not kissed many girls before. The times she has were enjoyable. But this kiss is different. This kiss is slow and thought out. Karlie’s arm is resting on the back of the couch with her hand dangling between them. Taylor’s arm is doing the same and their fingers brush against one another. The bliss ends too quickly.

Karlie pulls away, startled. She catches her breath and stares at Taylor. “Why…Why did we do that,” she pants. The comment rubs Taylor the wrong way and she bites her lip to hold back the tears that are welling up in her eyes.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean for us to…” she trails off. She’s shaking her head and babbling apologies but she herself isn’t too sure she understands them.

“I gotta go,” Karlie murmurs and grabs her backpack.

Taylor races to the front door and stands in front of her, digging herself a deeper grave. No, Karlie I– I’m sorry! Please, I didn’t mean to– I don't–"

“Shut up, idiot!” Karlie yells and moves her aside. She clambers down the stairs and doesn’t look back. Not even as Taylor cries for her to come back.

~*~

Selena squeals with glee as she picks out a sea blue party dress from its hanger. She holds it in front of her for Taylor to see and she cups her face with awe.

“Sel, it’s absolutely perfect,” she breathes. “Oh the colour, it’s stunning!”

“Is it five stars?” Selena asks with a wiggle of her eyebrows.

Taylor giggles, “A million stars. Billions! You’re gonna look fantastic tomorrow night.”

“All right, now let’s get you sorted out,” Selena says as she folds the dress over her shoulder.

“Me? I have a dress,” Taylor says.

“You’re prom dress from high school is pretty, Tay. But this is a bigger event. This is five stars on my fucking restaurant big!” the brunette beams.

Taylor chuckles and sighs. “I don’t need a new–”

“Nope, it’s final. We’re finding you a hot dress. You gonna bring a cute date to this thing?” Selena asks as they walk through the store.

Taylor bites her lip. She despises that her mind has automatically gone to Karlie. She had spoken to Selena briefly about the incident last week, and Selena didn’t know what to do. Taylor doesn’t blame her. It’s a peculiar situation.

“I guess not,” she says.

“What abouuut…her?” Selena says.

“She hates me,” Taylor mumbles as she brushes her fingers over some hangers with cream coloured dresses.

“She’s probably just freaked out that you like her back. Most people who are bullies get like that around crushes.”

“So you’re still pretty certain she’s bad for me and yet you encourage me to get to know her better?” Taylor asks. “Twisted, Selena.”

“Do you wanna bring her to the party or not,” Selena chuckles as she scoops out a dress for Taylor to judge.

“I don’t know,” Taylor sighs.

“Well make up your mind soon. We gotta know how much food to make and tables to set out.”

That evening Taylor finds herself pacing her living room floor. She has her phone turned on and set down on her coffee table. Karlie’s contact is open. Their last conversation was about when to meet at the park last week. Karlie hadn’t bothered to reply when Taylor sent an apology and asked to talk about things. Taylor feels the tears beginning to brim over her cheeks again. She places her head in her hands and Olivia slinks over to lovingly rub against her legs as if she knows what’s wrong. Taylor cries softly to herself, muffling her gentle sobs with sweater sleeves. She sinks down into an armchair and let’s her shoulders shake with each breathy cry.

“Do I like her?… Or do I just want her to like me?” she whispers to herself. Taylor usually found herself talking to herself in desperate times. Often it helped. She hopes this time it helps too.

“I like her… I definitely like her and I’m scared of that. But if I keep waiting around like this…asking myself what if…I’ll get nowhere.” Taylor takes a deep shaky breath. She stares longingly at her phone and then slowly reaches for it. She’s not going to text Karlie. She’ll call her.

The phone rings five times before Karlie answers it. Taylor’s about to hang up on the sixth ring but the sound of shuffling on the other end makes her heart stop.

“Hey,” murmurs a voice. Karlie sounds moody. She sounds like Taylor is the last person she wants to speak to right now. With a heavy heart Taylor feels like hanging up. But Karlie surprises her and speaks again. “You gonna say something?”

Taylor tries to bite back the impending sob in her throat but it comes out in her next sentence. “I like you…”

A silence falls over the conversation. It’s ear shattering to Taylor and she fears she’ll break down completely if Karlie doesn’t say anything. Thankfully her wish is granted.

“Is that so?” Karlie asks. Her tone is different now. It’s soft. Almost motherly.

“Yeah,” Taylor says dumbly. She sounds like a whimpering puppy.

“How much?” Karlie asks, whispered.

“I don’t know. A lot I guess,” Taylor sniffs. The conversation sounds like a cliché high school confession. Taylor winces at how raspy her voice is.

“Hmm,” Karlie says, followed by another silence. She continues, “And what are you gonna do about it?”

Taylor isn’t sure if Karlie is being rude or genuinely asking how she’s going to deal with the situation. She assumes the latter. “Selena’s restaurant got its five stars… There’s a party, and…”

“And you want me to come with you?” Karlie finishes.

“Yeah,” Taylor says. “It’s at eight, tomorrow.”

Another silence. There’s the sound of Karlie puffing out air and Taylor wonders if she’s smoking. She hopes she isn’t smoking.

“Okay,” Karlie finally says.

Taylor wonders if she’s heard her right. She coughs and speaks. “Uh, okay… I will see you there.”

“You will,” Karlie murmurs. Her tone has been the same through mostly the whole conversation. Taylor wishes she could keep her cool like that.

“Okay… Bye,” Taylor says shyly.

“Bye, loser,” Karlie murmurs. Taylor can hear a smirk in her voice and it just about blows her lungs up.

~*~

Selena’s five star party is a loud, colourful, music filled celebration. Neon lights grace the ceiling. Silvery balloons float at every corner. People chat happily and eat the finest of food. Taylor stands in a corner with Ed and a few of his friends. They greet Taylor and she hits it off with the group. Despite having people to talk to she still feels isolated. Her stomach has been in knots the entire night and she hasn’t been able to enjoy the food. She continuously smoothes down the deep red cocktail dress Selena helped her choose out. Occasionally she scratches at her arm, a nervous habit. Ed notices her tense behaviour.

“She said she was coming?” he asks her quietly.

“Y-Yeah,” Taylor stammers, taken aback by the question.

“She’s nearly an hour late,” Ed says as he shows her his watch.

“Well, people are still coming in! Not everyone is here yet I’m sure,” Taylor rambles.

Ed gives her a pitiful look. “Tay…I think she stood–”

“Taylor?” calls a husky voice within the crowd.

Taylor’s head spins around to scan the sea of people. Sure enough Karlie is craning her long neck to try and find Taylor. The blonde excuses herself and hurries towards her. The crowd departs for her as she tries to get to Karlie. She grabs her arm and turns her to face her.

Karlie is dressed in a black dress pants and blazer. A crisp white shirt with the top two buttons casually undone rest underneath. The girl wears beige heels, making her even more tantalisingly tall. A smokey brown eye and nude lip grace her sharp features. Her dirty blonde hair has been straightened and tied into a high ponytail, a golden leaf hairpiece decorating the back. She’s stunning.

“Hey there, dork,” Karlie greets.

Taylor wants to cry tears of happiness. “I was worried you weren’t coming.”

“Yeah, sorry about that. I had to drop a friend to hospital. Skateboard accident. Happens a lot,” Karlie smirks. “Just a broken arm.”

Taylor laughs, “You look… You look wonderful.”

“You don’t sound too sure about that,” Karlie says with a playful side eye. A man stops by them and offers a glass of champagne, which they both take gratefully.  

“I just haven’t seen you like this before. You brush up well,” Taylor teases as she sips from her glass.

“That’s an honour coming from you. That little red number really suits you,” Karlie says with somewhat of a dark undertone in her cool voice. She brings a finger out to bounce one of Taylor’s soft curls. “Your hair is nice this way.”

Taylor blushes like a shy kid and has to sip her champagne to stop herself from giggling like an idiot. “I like your hair too. It’s nice tied back like that.”

“I just didn’t have time to do anything fancy,” Karlie smiles. “They got anything to eat around here? This being a restaurant party and all?”

“The meal should be starting soon. There’s finger food going around though,” Taylor says.

“I’ll be a good girl and wait,” Karlie smirks.

Eventually they are seated at their tables. Taylor asked for Karlie to be seated at hers and Selena happily allowed the request. Karlie sits across from Taylor and they chat away the night. Karlie is surprisingly very good at talking to strangers at a dinner table. She catches the eye of many the male guests. But she seems to only have eyes for Taylor. By the time desert comes it’s safe to say that everyone is either drunk or tipsy. Taylor falls more on the barely tipsy side but Karlie is laughing loudly at even the unfunniest of dad jokes pulled up by the guys at her table. It isn’t all that noticeable however. Many people are letting their drunk selves be known. After things begin to die down, Taylor suggests she and Karlie get some fresh air on the outdoor balcony. Karlie is sipping water now and sobering herself up. Taylor has her arms wrapped around her as they stare out at the full moon and the still ocean.

“I had fun tonight,” Taylor whispers, the alcohol making her cheeks heat up faster than usual. She’s getting shy again.

“Me too, I had fun,” Karlie grins. “Here’s to the first night of spring break, huh” she says as she raises her glass of lemon water and sips.

Taylor stares up at her adoringly. She’s in love. And she knows she’s in for a whole load of trouble with this woman because of that.

“Karlie?” Taylor whispers.

“Yes, Taylor?”

“Can I kiss you?”

Karlie finishes her water and sets the glass aside. She stares down at Taylor, the moonlight making her eyes seem to glow. Her expression is gentle. She licks her lips and nods slowly. Taylor almost gasps softly before closing the space between them with a kiss. A kiss that is accepted and eagerly returned.

~*~

Taylor discovers that Karlie’s house is only twenty minutes away from her apartment. The estate is a tidy area with small Victorian style houses, grey lampposts at every stop. Karlie was trusting in Taylor to drive them while she directed. They come to house number twenty two and Karlie leads Taylor inside once the car is safely in the garage. Taylor is pushed against the front door with rough kiss as Karlie removes her blazer and tosses it aside. She’s breathing heavily and getting her fingers lost in Karlie’s hair, her ponytail long undone. Taylor is moaning softly with each hard kiss. Karlie suddenly hoists her up and carries her bridal style upstairs. Taylor is sucking on her neck as she does this. She turns the light on with her shoulder and lands Taylor on her bed so she can undress herself. Taylor takes a moment to catch her breath. She sits up on her elbows and looks around.

Karlie’s room is noisy. Her walls are white but there are posters of various bands and icons pinned to it. Her bedsheets are black. The print is a white demon eyed goat head surrounded by a satanic pentagram. Shelves of strange items such as animal skulls and taxidermy butterflies decorate the walls. Taylor is startled by the sudden volume of Karlie’s stereo. She apologises and turns the music down. It’s a heavy metal or rock band playing. Taylor is thankful she has turned it down. When she lays eyes on Karlie again she fears she’ll melt. Karlie’s underwear is matching. She’s in a black lace bra and satin panties. Taylor’s eyes widen on seeing Karlie has abs. Not too prominent. But just enough to make her eyebrows raise with impressment. Karlie kneels down on the bed and helps Taylor out of her dress, before both girls press themselves to one another again. Karlie pulls away suddenly.

“Wait just a sec,” she pants and hops up from the bed to the en suite bathroom. She cones out with a handful of black candles and lights them around the room. Taylor’s heart races as the lights are turned out so that they are left in flickering candle glow. Karlie appears mysterious now, shadowed by the orangey candle light. A small bedside lamp is still on, so she’s clear to see. But the atmosphere is still…romantic. That is apart from the muffled heavy metal music. But Taylor doesn’t mind it.

“I always imagined you as a white lace girl,” Karlie breathes as she snaps one of Taylor’s bra straps, causing Taylor to gulp with excitement.

“Oh, Kar,” is all Taylor can whisper.

Karlie smirks evilly and trails kisses down along Taylor’s neck. Taylor moans softly at Karlie’s hot touch. Karlie moves aside one of Taylor’s bra cups so that she can suck at the nipple. Taylor moans louder now and covers her mouth for fear of stirring the neighbours. Karlie removes her bra completely and tenderly massages at her breasts whilst kissing them passionately. Taylor gets wetter and wetter. She gyrates her hips underneath Karlie, silently asking her to move south. Karlie giggles deeply and begins sliding down Taylor’s body to her panties. She teasingly kisses and sucks her trembling inner thighs, all the while massaging her breasts. Taylor closes her eyes, her mouth hanging open as Karlie does this. Soon enough her panties are tugged down her hips and flutter to the floor.

Karlie licks once over Taylor’s slit and she gasps with excitement. Karlie’s tongue gently teases her outer lips, slowly licking up and down the brief length of her wet core. Soon she flattens her tongue and dips into Taylor’s centre, licking upwards and eventually over her throbbing clit. Taylor shoves her knuckles into her mouth and bites down. She pushes her hips towards Karlie’s face and whimpers her name. Karlie is loving the attention and begins to swirl her tongue around Taylor’s clit. She hums and makes kissing sounds against Taylor’s dripping entrance.

“I wanna try something with you,” Karlie murmurs.

Taylor is starry eyed and panting. She stares down at Karlie, a curious expression on her sweet face. Karlie leans over the bedside and pulls out something. It’s in a paper bag by the sounds of it. And encased in plastic packaging. A few metallic clinking sounds follow. Karlie is then stepping into something. When she positions herself at Taylor’s entrance again, Taylor is surprised to find a sizeable strap-on between the girl’s legs. Her eyes widen with lust as Karlie removes her own bra. Taylor bites her lip, gazing up at her perky breasts.

“I’ll be gentle. I think you’ll like this,” Karlie grins. There’s complete and utter sex in her stare and it’s melting Taylor to a puddle. She helps Karlie guide herself into entrance folds. Once Karlie slides herself in Taylor’s on cloud nine.

“Oh baby, that’s good,” she breathes.

“Mm, I knew you’d like it,” Karlie smirks as she confidently starts to thrust in and out of Taylor’s pussy.

The combined candles, heavy metal, and strap-on together is the closest thing to a sensory overload Taylor has ever experienced. She wants more and more with each of Karlie’s thrusts. Karlie hooks Taylor’s legs over her shoulders, kissing her calves as she pounds her. Taylor is in constant O face mode and nearing her climax. The girth of the strap-ons shaft is perfect. It generously stretches Taylor’s walls, hitting her G-spot seamlessly each time. Karlie is a master of seduction and display.

“Still think I’m an extremely rude individual?” Karlie grins.

Taylor let’s her pound a few more times before fluttering her eyes open. She dazedly blinks up at the woman, darkly shadowed by the candles that make her tan body glow like fire.

“I think you’re the Devil incarnate.”

Her comment was supposed to come off as teasing but it comes out breathy and tender. Karlie’s eyes flash for a split second, seemingly aroused by Taylor’s choked comeback.

“Karlie, I…I’m gonna… Oh gosh, I’m going to…” Taylor babbles feverishly.

“So polite, even on the brink of coming all over me,” Karlie purrs. She speeds up her thrusts and pounds Taylor hard.

Taylor let’s out one final cry and orgasms hard on Karlie’s toy. Karlie coaxes her on whilst continuing to slide in and out of her. “Good girl, come for me. That’s it, Tay.”

“That was…amazing,” Taylor pants, shakily recollecting herself. Karlie removes the strap on and crawls over to her. She rolls Taylor on top of her, kissing her passionately. Taylor drags her hands down the length of Karlie’s lithe body. She finds the girls panties and slips her hand underneath them. Karlie smirks at her and flutters her eyes closed. She moans softly as Taylor slips two fingers into her wet core. Taylor curls her digits against Karlie’s tight walls, pumping slowly. Karlie squeezes Taylor’s hips as she does this. Taylor’s eyes never leave Karlie’s face as she fingers her.

“Baby, that’s so fucking good,” Karlie whispers. She bites her lip and makes approving grunts and moans with each of Taylor’s curls or pumps. “Little faster, babe,” she says.

Taylor obliges and pumps faster, causing Karlie to jolt slightly. She chuckles at her own reflexes and brings her hands to Taylor’s face, pulling her in for a deep kiss. Taylor moans into the kiss and Karlie’s back begins to arch. She tangles her slender fingers into Taylor’s hair and tugs it. “That’s it, Tay. I’m gonna come, keep doing that. Oh I’m gonna fucking come. You’re making me fucking come, Taylor,” Karlie chants breathily. Taylor adores how vocal she is and presses a thumb to her clit, which does the trick.

“Fuck, Taylor! Oh, fuck me!” Karlie moans as she buries her head back into her pillows. Taylor wants to cry at how beautiful she looks in ecstasy. She rubs circles around her clit and a splash of wetness coats her hand. She looks down and smiles wide. Bringing her hand back up she inspects the clear, stringy stickiness between her fingers.

“Look,” Taylor grins, showing Karlie her hand.

“Woah,” Karlie giggles. She blushes hard, “Sorry about that.”

Taylor chuckles and wipes it against the sheets, but not before sucking on her pointer finger and staring straight ahead at Karlie as she does so. Before long Karlie has blown out her candles and opened a window to let cool air in. Taylor is nestled under her sheets. Karlie soon joins her.

“Karlie?” Taylor murmurs sleepily.

“Yes, princess?”

“Are we… What are we?”

Karlie brings her arms out to pull Taylor close to her bare chest. She rests her chin atop her head. Taylor’s arms wrap around Karlie’s waist.

“I’m not so sure,” Karlie whispers. “Is that okay for now?”

Taylor can’t help but feel a tad disappointed. But Karlie’s question strikes a glint of hope in her chest and she smiles warmly. “Yes, that’s okay…for now.”

“Good,” Karlie nods.

Soon they fall asleep in each other’s arms.

~*~

“You guys aren’t even a part of the photography team and you outdid the entire photography team,” chuckles the freckled, red headed art student in disbelief. She congratulates and thanks Taylor and Karlie for their contributions to the yearbook and Mr Tweed let’s them off the hook, warning them to behave from now on.

“I’m kinda sad the project is finished. I had fun taking pictures with you,” Taylor says as she walks alongside Karlie to lunch.

“We can still take pictures together, stupid,” Karlie says with a grin. “That’s sweet though.”

“You’re sweet,” Taylor smiles. Karlie stops to kiss her gently.

“Can you guys get a fucking room,” Selena comments as she passes by.

Taylor rolls her eyes and then stares lovingly up at Karlie. “We should move in together. Unless that’s, like, totally too far too soon. I don’t want you to think I’m some crazy obsessed girlfriend that wants to tie you down and–”

“Hey, zip it,” Karlie chuckles. “I dunno. Maybe one day,” she grins.

Taylor blushes and smiles back. “Yeah, maybe one day.”

“Let’s go eat. I’m starving.”

“Are your friends joining us?” Taylor asks.

“Theeey may or may not be taking their punishments for what I made them do to you in the park.”

Taylor raises an eyebrow. “What kind of punishment?”

Karlie smirks and then gazes ahead. The group of rowdy skateboarders are painting a mural under the guidance of Mr Tweed. “I told him they were bored of skating.”

Taylor laughs out loud. “You made them do that for me? And what’s your punishment?” she grins.

“Getting stuck with you!” Karlie teases. Taylor playfully throws a punch to her arm and she laughs gleefully. “They’ll be busy for a week at least. We’ve got the half pipe clear for me to teach you a few things. That is if you’re willing to wear pads for those accident prone knees and elbows of yours.”

“Just put me in a full body cast right now,” Taylor sighs. Karlie chuckles and kisses her cheek.

“So you’re not game?”

“Oh, I’m game… Skateboard Sally.”

“I said don’t call me that!” Karlie exclaims and proceeds to chase Taylor along the green of the campus. She catches her and Taylor giggles as Karlie presses kisses over her face.

“I’m glad you skinned my knees, Karlie,” Taylor smiles, a fresh blush heating up her cheeks. Karlie laughs softly at the confession. She takes Taylor’s hand and intertwines their fingers.

“Me too.”

#kaylor fanfiction

[the-nysh]

Relevant Saigenos quotes from the English OVAs

For those curious to see how the dub team translated certain classic lines from our dorks! :D Taken from my previous post (which has even more examples), I’ve listed most of their significant interactions/convos here without commentary this time for easy reference.

OVA1:

Saitama: “Man, I gotta admit, stalkers really are scary. Come to think of it, lately I’ve been feeling eyes on me from somewhere too. …It’s no big deal if it’s just someone with a grudge. But…if that anger turned into some kind of warped love or twisted infatuation the way it did in that movie, then…how should I handle it?”

Genos: “…DAMN! It IS just a french fry! He has a normal diet; it is no different from an average person’s. I have not discovered a single thing. Is it possible that Master could be a cyborg like me? I have considered the data, just one thing left to do.”

Saitama’s internal monologue: “If I continue being a hero, I’m sure this won’t be last time someone’s out for revenge against me. That’s my fate; it can’t be avoided I guess. I just need to change how I think. Right! I need to think positively! I simply have to believe there’ll be people in this world who appreciate what I do. People who’ll know that I’m there to help. I became a hero 3 years ago. I’m not saying I need fans or anything, but it’d be nice if someone noticed all the things I’ve been doing around here. …Oh yeah! There was that one guy who wanted to be my disciple.”

Genos: “Investigation day 5. I have prepared myself for the worst. *deep breath* Sensei, sir!” Saitama: “You actually showed up.”

OVA2:

Don Pachino: “This little giraffe must mean a lot to you!” Genos: “Yes. It is extremely important.”

THE ‘Faaa’ BATH SCENE: full transcript posted here 

Saitama, naked on the massage chair, noticing Genos staring/standing awkwardly close to him: “Uhh…you can take off without me, you know. *gives keys* Wouldn’t want you to get a chill after your bath. But hey, don’t lose those, ok? These are crazy times we’re living in. Losing your keys will only lead to trouble.” 

*flash to present* Genos: “In any case, the key is important and I would like it back now. Surely you have…one or two things that are important to you.” Don: “My Family means everything to me! I’d do just about anything for ’em!” Genos: “I see, then you understand how I would do anything for Master Saitama.”

*flashback* Saitama: “So you decided to wait around after all? It’s so cold, too.” *sneezes* Genos: “Are you ok, Master?!” Saitama: *shivers* “It’s freezing out. The chill’s gettin to me.” Genos: *glances at his head* Saitama: “Uh–were you just checkin out my head?” Genos: “No! I would never.”

Saitama, imitating Genos: “DINNER TARGET ACQUIRED~!”

*flashforward* Genos: “And finally after all that, I was able to get the key back. But unfortunately, I missed the sale.” Saitama: “Well…I had a spare key so in the end it was no big deal. But it sounds like you had a lot to contend with, didn’t cha?” Genos: “Master, I must apologize to you. I am too incompetent to run your errands!” Saitama: “Nah~! It’s no big deal! We’ll just have a tofu hotpot tonight.” Genos: “This will not make up for it…” Saitama: “Hm?” Genos: “But here, *offers special bag* I went by another store.” Saitama: “Huh? NO WAY! That’s some super expensive meat you brought home!” … Saitama: “Good thing we had some eggs, it’s sukiyaki time! Let’s dig in!” Genos: “RIGHT!” 

OVA3:

Genos: “So is this what you would call a ‘bear hotpot,’ Master?” Saitama: “Yeah, you heard those rumors about the giant bear causing all that damage right? *takes a bite with blushing cheeks* YUM~” Genos: “You mean, you can really eat them?” Saitama: “Sure, you can eat most any animal.” Genos: *takes out notes* “I see!” Saitama: “Oh, a-and I hear wild boar is pretty good too.” Genos: “I LEARN SO MUCH FROM YOU, MASTER!”

OVA4: 

*At the scene of the dead cabbage monster* Saitama: “What should we have for dinner? I think we’ve got some cabbage left.” Genos: “Cabbage alone will not be enough. Shall I purchase some meat, Master?” Saitama: “Ugh, what am I supposed to do with you, Genos? Now listen! Don’t underestimate cabbage! Stir fried in yakiniku sauce goes great with rice.” Genos: “Ah! I see, so preparation is what truly dictates the results. Even a powerful weapon can be junk in the hands of the incompetent. Tell me; is that the lesson, Master?!” Saitama: “Uh, I wouldn’t go that far.” Genos: “YOU TEACH ME SO MUCH, MASTER!” … Saitama: “Uaah, all your talk about meat made me wanna eat some! Great, way ta go, man.” Saitama: “What’s with the weird old guy? He’s gone all quiet.” Genos: “He is eccentric. Many are like that in Class S.” … Bang: “How ‘bout this, why not stop by my dojo sometime? Might be interesting, what do ya say?” Saitama: “Uh…nah I-I’m good.” Genos: “Master Saitama is a very busy man.” Bang: “C’mon, don’t be like that. Here, this is the address for my dojo. I’ll be there all day tomorrow.” Genos: “Did you not hear what I said?! Master is–” Saitama: *yoinks card* “Allllright, old man. See ya tomorrow.” Genos: “Uh! MASTER!”

*later* Genos: “I thought for certain you were going to stop by the dojo.” Saitama: “Well uh, I’ve learned old dudes like that can be persistent. Humoring them then blowing ‘em off is the only way to avoid big headaches.”   Bang: “…He’s so very vulnerable and inexperienced.” *Saitama dives in front of a truck* Genos: *gawking shock* “!!!! MASTER!!” Saitama: “Thought it was a cat, but it was just a stupid plastic bag. And now all that delicious meat we bought has been run over by a truck and ruined.”  

Genos: *finished clattering on phone* “Master, I will do it.” Saitama: “You understand all the rules?” Genos: “I do. The explanation took too long, so I just looked them up.”

Saitama: “Whatever, let’s go one more round and finish this! I’m STARVING!” Genos: “Master, shall I play you next?” Saitama: “Uh-what? Why?”

OVA5:

Genos: “They are crabs. Crabs for my Master!” Fubuki, internally: “??? Uuhh, isn’t this guy from Class S?” *Genos naked, at the LAB* Genos: “Dr. Kuseno. Beyond strength, speed, range. I now know there is another type of power I lack.” Kuseno: “Well this is quite sudden. What is it?” Genos: *intense close up* “SUPERNATURAL.” Kuseno: *turns away* “I’m sorry to say my technology can’t help you with something like that.” Genos: *visibly distraught and pouting* Kuseno: “Must’ve been quite the formidable enemy you were fighting. Tell me, what happened?” Genos: *sulking* “…I utterly failed at shopping! *walks away* If only I possessed supernatural powers, the crabs would not have exploded as they did!” Kuseno: “The poor boy must be tired~” … Saitama, waiting for Genos to come home for dinner: “Sure taking his time, what gives?”

OVA6: 

Genos, literally fighting a child to defend Saitama’s honor: “Hold on. Are you implying that Master Saitama is a suspect?” Child Emperor, to Saitama: “Well, maybe not with that face.” Genos: “Listen to me! Even if My Master wanted to destroy Zombieman, he would not need weapons, a single punch would– *realizes, internally* Wait a second, if Master wanted to test the validity of Zombieman’s immortality, he might have used a weapon to go easy on him. Unfortunately, that would make sense.” Saitama: *notices Genos staring at him* “Hm?” Genos: *secretly to him* “Easy, Master. Do not worry. I will defend you at your trial.” Saitama: “I! DID NOT! DO IT!”

*Saitama and Genos, walking home in the sunset together* Saitama: “It was her, huh? The little brat caused all that trouble. You know, you gotta wonder why she’d do something so crazy.” Genos, internally: “…Unfortunately, that is likely your fault, Master.” *flashback* Tatsumaki: *offering Genos her drink* “I’m done~ Here. I just don’t like drinking, it tastes gross.” Saitama: *takes it away from Genos, scolding her* “Of course you don’t like doing that! You’re still just a little kid! Stop trying to act so much like an adult, alright? You shouldn’t be drinking to begin with. Little kids should just have orange juice or something!” Tatsumaki: “WHAT!? Listen you–” Saitama: “I’ll go order one for you right now.” Genos, current time, internally: “Tornado’s pride got hurt, so in an act of retaliation, she forced herself to drink more, despite its flavor.” Saitama, beaming: “I gotta say, Genos! That hot spring sure felt great, didn’t it?!” Genos: “YES, MASTER!”

#opm #saigenos #english dub #long post #man so many gold lines! XD #decided to list them here separately for those who prefer to see them without interspersed comments :)