#gaahhh! i did it!

[nemnums]

redraw of bun

#fidough #pokemon #pokémon gen 9 #fanart #pokémon #pokémon fanart #artists on tumblr #original art #art #artist #artwork #pokeblr #I don’t know how I slept over 18 hours on this but I did #even though the older one took less than 4 hours #anyways #I think I’m satisfied with how it turned out…. I think #GAAHHH I STARED AT THIS FOR TOO LONG #passes out

[dogboycolumbo]

mad as fuck at my mom for saying i can only draw bc of natural talent

#-_- #THIS SHIT HAS BEEN MY MAIN HOBBY SINCE I WAS 8 YEARS OLD… AND IM STILL NOT EVEN GREAT AT IT #fuckingn. it’s bc i worked at it . GAAHHH. i did not suffer ten million bad drawings for my art to be called natural talent #’oh u were always good for your age and i think your childhood drawings were better than other kids’ too’ GAAHHHH

[hopecomesbacktolife]

unintentionally did a “sapphic gets a crush” speedrun this weekend omg. the timeline went as such

got all dressed up in vintage outfit -> went to a Sinatra cover band concert -> thought the soft butch lady emcee was cute as all hecc -> kept seeing her throughout the evening -> complimented her suit while both waiting in line for the bathroom -> she flirted with/back at me too and it was so 🔥 -> she was so cute and her eyes were just soooo pretty -> seriously considered asking her out -> she didn’t wash her hands after using the bathroom -> my germophobic/illness-traumatized/covid-precautions-taking self immediately loses interest

like 🫣😂 anyways she was super super cute and I felt so gay and flustered and I am very very very tempted to use this experience as like a basis for an act 1 of either a sapphic AU fic or mayyybe an original story but we shall see! perhaps changing it/fictionalizing it to have a happier ending, as one does for a romance genre, but y’know 🏳️‍🌈💕💜💙

#personal #idk I just thought it was kinda funny it was like a sudden oh?👀 ohh?🫣 oh hi😍 oh.🙁 nvm 🫡 over the course of like. one evening lolll #about me #me #it was a wonderful evening tho and so much fun even apart from the gay happenings! #being bisexual is a Time TM sometimes #but y’all it was so !!?!?!??!!! I complimented her suit and she said thanks and that I looked nice too. then did like the down-up once over #and then she pauses for a beat and goes. yeah you look good #we chatted/flirted for a couple more minutes and I think I said something about having to dress vintage for Sinatra #and she complimented my dancing too #but like. gaahhh. #gay ♡

[livelaughlovesubs]

Chuuya with a remote controlled vibrator in him while going on a date, ueudgdgd im going insane imagining how needy he'd act when you'd put the vibrator a notch higher everytime he tried to talk

And OHHMYGOSH imagine you start dirty talking Infront of him while he starts panicking looking around trying to see if anyone heard you before replying back

I don't know if you've noticed but im a big sucker for sub chuuya heheh!!

-🍰 anon

No I didn’t notice, i never even knew you like chuuya until now. Nooo…. @nvllxiety

Dom!reader x Sub!chuuya

Warning: use of sex toys, exhibition, dirty talk

This was supposed to be innocent, so how did it end up like this? Chuuya asked himself, cursing a little under his breath. His plan was to take you out to a nice restaurant, have a romantic dinner and good wine, not whatever he was doing right now.

You asked him before the date if he was willing to play a little, pinning him against the wall with his back facing you. He was just looking into the mirror, adjusting his attire when you grabbed him by the waist and did all that. Next thing he knew you slipped a hand inside his pants, and inserted a little vibrator in him. That happened so quick he couldn’t even refuse, only gasping a little at the feeling. “You perverted… asshole.” The male insulted you, cheeks a little rosy from your actions. “Haha, I can’t deny that.” You smirked joyfully, letting him go soon after. “Can you keep this inside you during our date? It’s such a small thing, nothing will happen.” No matter how you looked at this, it was shady, he had all reasons to disagree. And yet, he couldn’t help but accept the challenge.

That turned out to be a mistake, sadly he only found out during dinner. While he was looking at the menu, he suddenly felt something move and rub against his insides. “GaaHhh..” A low moan escaped him and he instantly jumped, looking at the tables around you two to see if anyone heard him. Since no one was looking in his direction, he sat down quietly, also embarrassed to the core. What about you? Oh you were enjoying yourself, too much even. Sitting in your seat with a bright grin, giving him a peek of the remote controller just to tease him. “Why you, give that to me!” He murmured, face already beet red. Instead of listening to him, you turned it up a notch. That earned you a nice reaction.

His hand was quickly thrown over his mouth, muffling the whines he would have let out. Chuuya glared at you, but you weren’t scared in the slightest. All you did was point towards the menu and whisper, “pick something out, chuuya, or do you want to take your sweet time with this date?” Your voice lingered in his head for a while, enough to make him feel dizzy. Maybe it was the fault of the vibrator buzzing inside him and not you, who knows. You were truly merciless, testing his resolve like this. When the waiter came to take your order you turned it up, whenever he tried to curse at you the vibrations would get stronger, and whenever he pleaded you’d answer with more teasing.

“You can do this chuuya, I believe in you. After it’s over I’ll give you a nice reward.” That’s what you said when you noticed him gripping his fork tightly, unable to eat his food. All of this was entertainment to you, and he couldn’t help but like it secretly. He’d never say it out loud, but the blissful expression on his face explains everything. “Come on, don’t get all worked up on your own now.” You chuckled, watching him shake and tremble. Poor boy couldn’t say anything in opposition, because he was sure if he opened his mouth now he wouldn’t be able to hold his voice back. Even if it was pleasurable, he was still a bit worried that others would notice. What would they think of him…? “You are squirming so much, how adorable.” On the other hand you didn’t care about all that, so you just kept complimenting him and commenting on his behaviour. The boy gritted his teeth and showed you the middle finger. Now you really couldn’t stop laughing.

Since he still haven’t touched his food yet, you decided to be nice to him and turned the little toy off. A sigh of relief left the male, before he scoffed at you, “I knew you were planning something, but doing it in public? For fucks sake.” He was blushing a lot, face all crimson as he bawled his fists. How funny, he was already letting his foul mouth run loose like this. “Don’t forget I still have the remote~” you reminded him, this shut him up in an instant. “You lost the game, chuuya. I’ll think of a punishment. So take your time and Bon appetite.” After he heard that, he couldn’t concentrate on his food anymore. Were you serious? What were you going to do to him later…? The anticipation and fear were tormenting his thought, curiosity peeked and heart pounding. Right now he didn’t care about the food anymore. And the next day he doesn’t even remember what he ordered the previous night, all the memories he had were of something much more delicious.

#sub character #sub!character #dom reader #dom!reader #sub bungou stray dogs #sub bsd #sub chuuya

[euncsace]

for lovers . — quiet afternoons with heaphones and a familiar melody

psh x f.reader genre. fluff highschool!au drabble estd relation comfort wc. 0.4k warnings. none listen ☆

inspired from this post prompt — ♡ one always keeps a pair of headphones in their pocket so their s/o can use them when they don't really feel like talking to anyone.

you sighed stepping out of the school building. finally, you whispered to yourself.

be in student council, they said, it'll be fun.

somedays school was just a chore, a chore that seemed way too much of a burden especially when you had spent the past few hours talking and planning for an upcoming event.

your social battery felt on an all time low as some of your classmates crossed you, waving you a bright goodbye. you mustered a small smile, probably failing.

what made it worse that you hadn't seen sunghoon since yesterday.

and it's like someone had actually made your wish come true because as you made your way out of the gates, you found none other than your boyfriend waiting, silently looking through the crowds of students.

you stood there for a moment, admiring his tall frame with his bag casually slung across his shoulders before your eyes met with his.

sunghoon's face lighted up as you made your way towards him.

'long time no see?' he asked, jokingly. you rolled your eyes, walking ahead of him.

sunghoon joined behind you, noticing your weirdly quiet behaviour. 'tough day?'

you nodded, turning to look at his face. he gave you a soft assuring smile, you couldn't help but reciprocate it.

sunghoon knew it could get hard for you sometimes, he knew it all too well. he wasn't much different than you when it came to having to socialize.

only your duties required you to interact a lot more with people whereas sunghoon could spend it in the field with his teammates and long hours of silent practice.

you noticed him digging in his coat pocket before taking out a pair of earplugs. you gave him a curious stare but sunghoon just shrugged. 'we both could do with someone else's words instead of ours right now', he said, offering you one.

you took it, feeling a flutter in your stomach.

'lamp?' you asked as the song started to play. 'you don't even like them.' 'it's growing on me.'

it was a simple thing, right?

but why did it feel weirdly intimate? - walking side by side, listening to the soft melody as sunghoon intertwined his hands with yours, humming along to song, his features lit up in the afternoon sun, looking so etheral.

you smiled to yourself before sunghoon caught you. 'what?' he mouthed. you shook your head and he bumped into your shoulder playfully.

you moved closer pressing a soft quick kiss on his cheeks as a familiar melody filled your ear, calm and subtle like the early spring

watching the petals that fall

the pinwheel in my hand

continues to turn

the time i yearned

idly passes by

an- omg guess who's back w a fic 🤓✋️ erm achsually, this was very impulsive written!! but omg i love the introverts in love trope sm 😭😭 gaahhh its getting late night guys lysm feedback and rbs are highly appreciated <3! (ps request still being written)

#ㅤ fic 𓂃⭑ᜊ #enhypen x reader #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen imagines #sunghoon fanfiction #sunghoon x reader #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen fluff #sunghoon imagines #sunghoon drabbles #enhypen scenarios #enhypen #enhypen drabbles #sunghoon fanfic #sunghoon

[neonross]

What did the bean say to the other bean?

ur cool beans

OHHH MAHHH GAAHHH

Ya doodles man- they're so eeeepppyy I luv emm

Barnaby ya silly beloved

[weirdbisexualdisaster]

GAAHHH. I'm so late I forgot to post the lil birthday fanfic I made for Ren, I'm so sorry Renren 😭🫶 BUT ANYWAYS HERE IT IS BELOW:

The brightness of the sun practically slapped you in the face as you groaned, and turned on the side to turn off the blaring alarm that was going off on your phone. Still half-asleep, you check the time. "Hmm, why did I set an alarm for this earl- Ren !" You shot up from your bed and rushed to the wardrobe, getting out the best outfit you could find. It was Ren's birthday *and* Valentines day.

That's why you set an alarm. You had planned for him to come round to yours. After getting ready, you quickly rushed to your living room. "Fuck. It's still messy." You quickly got to cleaning up your place, and managed to finish just in time for a knock on the door. A smile appeared on your face as you walked over to the door, and opened it.

"Mornin'" Ren was stood there in all of his attractive and tall glory. "Morning. Right, give me a sec !" You rushed back to the couch to grab the gift, and gave it to him. "Happy birthday ! And happy Valentines day." Ren's eyes widened slightly, before it was replaced with that smile of his and he took the gift from you. "Angel...thank you."

"Just having you with me on my birthday would have been enough, (Y/n)." Ren said as he pulled away and grasped a hold of your hand. With a smile you gave his hand a squeeze. "Are you ready to go, Angel ?" You nodded and grabbed your keys from the bowl and the bag that was on the side and left your apartment with Ren.

"Rennn. I wanted to pay." You said with a pout as he took you to a seat. "It's valentines day, Angel. I'm allowed to spoil you." With a fake glare you huffed and sat down. "It's *your* birthday, Ren." He sighed and sat down, moving a hand onto yours. "How about this, the next place we go to, you can pay, is that okay, Angel ?" Satisfied you nodded.

"Yes. You better not go against your word, birthday boy. Or no kisses." It was his turn to pout and it made you giggle a bit. "I know you wouldn't go against your word, silly. Don't worry. You'll get all of the kisses." Just to prove this, you grabbed his hand and lifted it to your lips, and placed a kiss on the back of his hand. "Happy Valentines day, love." Ren's face heated up at that, and he smiled. "Happy Valentines day Angel." He muttered as he leaned over the table, cupping your cheek and kissed you gently.

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Ren/Redacted is @cutiesigh creation for the game @14dayswithyou :D ALSO I HAVE NO IDEA HOW WELL IN CHARACTER THIS IS 😭🫶

#happy late birthday Ren #14 days with you #14dwy ren #14 days with you ren #happy late valentines day too my love

[steam-beasts]

The Little Steam tram and Brakevan that Could

It was a stormy winter's night at Arlesburgh West. In the diesel sheds, Toby and Henrietta's pups; Bruno and Tabitha were staying the night with DJ to keep him company. To pass the time, DJ was telling the two about his journey for the ballast truck a couple weeks ago.

"And so, I brought the ballast truck back! The end!" DJ said happily. His little audience of two just sat there quietly, it was hard to tell if either were looking at him with their still unopen eyes. Nevertheless, he knew the two were listening, especially Bruno.

Speaking of Bruno, the little orange brakevan replied with a squeak and a little wiggle. DJ giggled and smiled "Glad you liked it, Bruno"

"Gaahhh...pbbbffhh!!!" Tabitha babbled, DJ rolled his eyes "I didn't mean to wake Rex up, Tabitha"

The steam tram pup blepped her tongue out and yawned. DJ raised an eyebrow and looked up at the clock "Oh, I guess it's bedtime, huh?" He remarked to Bruno, who was also yawning. He couldn't help but let out a yawn himself.

As if right on cue, a guardsman wearing a thick coat cracked open the shed door with a lantern and walked inside. Strangely, he had a pair of fluffy blankets and baby bottles full of milk.

He tipped his hat to DJ "Hullo', DJ"

"Hi, Mr guardsman. Why do you have those?"

The guardsman gently shook one of the baby bottles "These are for these two little boxes here" He said, gesturing to the two pups on either side of him. Tabitha looked up at the guardsman despite her very blurry vision and perked up excitedly once she smelt the warm milk. Bruno stirred in his sleep, but was stopped from crying as the familiar smell of his mother filled the air, hitting his nose.

The man chuckled "Alrighty, you two. One at a time" and so the tiny diesel watched as the guardsman sat down and set Bruno in his lap first.

After the first bottle was emptied, the brakevan was set back on to the miniature guage rails, where one of the cozy blankets was set on top of him. The same pattern happened with Tabitha and soon enough, both of DJ's friends were wrapped in blankets.

"What's with the blankets?" He asked curiously.

"Bruno and Tabitha normally sleep beneath their father or mother for warmth during the nights. But since those two can't do it this particular season, we've had to improvise and give them blankets" the man explained. The wind outside howled loudly and deeply, sending shivers through the mini diesel's frame. The guardsman patted the young engines roof.

"Settle down, little one. The storm will only be here until tomorrow night" He assured him. DJ gave him a small smile and closed his eyes with a sigh as the man left.

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Bruno's eyes fluttered open with a yawn, the bright daylight shining into his eyes. He looked around groggily at his surroundings and squinted at the sunlight shining on his face.

Ignoring the light the best he could, Bruno took a better look around and... was it just him, or did everything shrink? Or maybe he grew? It certainly seemed that he grew overnight, because the brakevan saw who he was pretty certain was DJ and his big sister Tabitha out of the corner of his eye. Tabitha warmly smiled at him as she rolled out of the shed "Morning, Bruno" she greeted kindly. Bruno gasped – when did his sister learn how to talk like their parents?! The brakevan watched, slightly dumbfounded as Tabitha rolled away into the distance. Was she leaving without him? Also, were they grown-ups?

Hesitantly, unsure of what would come out, he called out "W-Wait, where are you going?" To his surprise, he could also talk!

"Don't worry! I'm coming back, Bruno. Like always, don't get your axles in a twist! I'm just gonna to switch to your track" she called back.

"What's the matter, Bruno?" He heard DJ ask. He looked over to the diesel, who looked back, waiting for an answer. Bruno averted his gaze "Uhhh..." He tried to think of a good answer, something that he would hear his mother or father, or even the workers would say. So awkward...

"I'm... fine, DJ. W-What, um... makes you say that?" He replied, simply reciting words he'd heard before "Eh, just curious. You looked like you saw a ghost for a second, heh heh!"

"Oh, ok..." he mumbled, taking his time to get a good look at his friend and playmate. As a pup, the little brakevan would typically be able to make out a blurry box shape in his dark and blobby vision, but this time, DJ looked a lot more detailed. He had a pointy nose, lots of weird little boxes along his sides, lumps and bumps here and there...the red rectangle below his face even looked more clear! Bruno then yelped as he felt a bump on his front, the bump turned out to be Tabitha backing up into him. Out of thin air, a man dressed in a blue uniform appeared with a big stick with a hook in his hand. He began poking at his sister's rear buffers and hooked on to the small chain thingy. Next thing he knew, the man hooked the chain thingy on to the hook thing on his buffers and shouted something to Tabitha.

Everything that happened next was a blur, and Bruno found himself being hauled along the track by Tabitha. All around them were infinite amounts of grassy green fields filled with sheep and cows, along with plenty of mountains. He had no clue what Sodor actually looked like in detail, but he supposed it was something like it. It was all bright and sunny, a complete opposite to all the weirdly cold white fluffy stuff that had been everywhere.

He and Tabitha then found themselves going up a big hill...a very big hill. Tabitha went slower and slower as they went up, strangely not talking to him. Well, to be honest...he was kinda glad she wasn't saying anything, they're both supposed to be little pups and talking felt too abnormal. As they rolled further up the slope, the gentle breeze began to get colder, and significantly stronger. Dark clouds began crowding in the sky, the sky's natural blue colour slowly transitioning into a dark purplish hue

The brakevan looked around anxiously, taking notice of the rabid change of weather "It's dark..." He gulped in a quiet and nervous tone. Tabitha didn't say anything, remaining deathly silent. Only the sounds of her chuffing and the rumble of their wheels against the ground was heard. He may not favour how they were now capable of talking, but he didn't like how silent it was besides the howling wind. It was scary.

Eventually, they finally reached the top of the hill. Rain drops had begun falling from the sky as soon as the sun's light was completely snuffed out by the clouds. The cold rain sent unpleasant shivers through Bruno's frame, making him shudder "T-T-Tabitha, can't you go at least a bit faster...? The rain is c-cold"

Tabitha still remained completely mute. Bruno really hated this now, the silence was creepy and he wanted to hear something or someone speak. They were going really slow now, they weren't even going down the hill yet. Mountains and forests could be viewed as far as the eye could see.

Just then, Bruno's attention was dragged over to something in the corner of his eye – a man. Not just any man, a conductor. Bruno didn't know what a conductor even was, so he had no idea what he was looking at.

The two siblings were slowly approaching the man, wheel turn by wheel turn, they got closer within each agonising minute.

(A/N; Lengthy character description coming up! Be prepared, and warned)

The conductor had a tall and slenderish build, his uniform was a maroon pink colour...or was it maroon ruby? Nevertheless, his uniform looked quite fancy, and was accented with golden trimmings that absolutely popped out of the jacket, almost as if they were glowing. His conductor's hat was the same.

Admittedly, there were a couple coal stains here and there, but it was overall stylish. His trousers were black and he wore a pair of sleek black shoes. Something creepy about the conductor though was his strange looking mask which prevented his face from being seen.

The mask looked identical to that of a steam engine's face, except cartoony. The mask held an eerily cheery grin with rosy pink cheeks and eyes that bulged out slightly. The eyes themselves were an amber yellow colour, both glowing like an engine's lamplight in the darkness.

He held an umbrella above his head, a sensible thing to do in this type of weather. Bruno didn't like him already, his face was creepy and he just stood there. Not to mention that a weird droning sound filled the air as he came closer.

Soon enough, they were now coming up beside him, and the conductor was staring right at him. Bruno stared back down at him intensely. The conductor slowly pulled his hand up to his mask's mouth and made a shushing sound, as if to keep him quiet. Then in the blink of an eye, he disappeared immediately, no quieting footsteps, nothing. The conductor was gone...

Bruno then felt a sudden tug on his buffers and noticed Tabitha moving much faster...and faster...and faster. Too fast! They had already began going down the hill when he began frantically putting on his brakes, but they were failing.

"A-AAH!! S-STOP, PLEASE STOP!! AHHHH!!!" He screamed and begged to his sister, tears leaking out of his eyes. They were going to crash!

A scorching pain erupted from his wheels as they barreled down the oh so huge hill. As they were about to hit the bottom, poor little Bruno woke up...

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High pitched wailing could be heard from the diesel sheds at around 4am at night, the storm hadn't stopped, but that didn't stop the guardsman from going inside and checking. Once he found that it was Bruno behind the sobbing, he quickly managed to console him and put him back to sleep. Tabitha cuddled up to him for the rest of the night to make sure no scary monsters entered his dreams. Poor Bruno was a weeping, sniffling mess for the rest of the night.

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The next week rolled around fast, Christmas Eve was two days away. Over at Knapford station, decorations such as bunting and fairy lights were being hung around the station. Sir Topham Hatt was out on the platform, finishing off on telling a couple of workers where to put the wreaths.

"Hmm, right a bit... no, left a bit...ah, yes! Thank you very much, lads. That'll do!" He smiled gratefully. The two workmen nodded and retreated with their step ladders and boxes. Until they were out of sight, the stout man's face fell a little as he took out his pocket watch and looked at the time with slight concern. He glanced around for any diesels that could've been pulling any particular goods train. None so far.

Sir Topham Hatt turned heel and went into his office, sighing and shaking his head as he sat down at his desk "Dear, oh dear...it was supposed to be here last week" he muttered under his breath. He was about to drink some of his tea when he heard his phone ring.

"Oh, bother that telephone..." he groaned before picking it up "Hello?"

"Good morning, Sir. Apologies if I bothered you, but Theodore and Charles have arrived at Platform 5" the stationmaster informed.

"Oh, right. Tell them that I'll be over in a few minutes" Sir Topham Hatt replied before setting the phone down.

Roughly 15 minutes later, Sir Topham Hatt made it to Platform 5, where on the benches sat Theodore and Charles, Toby's driver and fireman. Beside them was a rather big stroller with two babies that the controller recognised well.

"Hello, you two. Sorry about the wait, I was at Platform 1 helping some men with the decorations" He apologized. Theodore waved dismissively "Oh its alright, Sir. No rush"

"We're not in a hurry" Charles added.

"Very well, then. So, what brings you two here with these little bundles of joy?" He asked, squatting down a little to see Bruno and Tabitha who were hiding under the blankets. Charles beamed at the question "Oh! That's actually the reason..." he said as he pulled the stroller closer "...you see, these two little flower petals have a little surprise for you"

Inside the stroller, the two pups were squirming around in blankets. Theodore pushed down the roof more and gave the blanket lumps a little poke as Sir Topham Hatt moved closer to see.

Tabitha and Bruno finally shook the blankets off themselves and looked up at Topham, who gasped – the two pups had finally opened their eyes!

The two little babies babbled and giggled as they looked up at the controller and their surroundings, leaving the stout man dumbfounded.

"W-Wow...oh goodness me, their eyes are open!" He stuttered, still bewildered at the sight. Toby's crew chuckled at his reaction, because it was the same as theirs.

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Theodore and Charles, a pair of divorced old men who shared a house and drove an elderly steam tram. Their kids often came around every couple weeks or so, so they weren't depressed or lonely. They both had each other as well, so it wasn't entirely sad. They also had Bruno and Tabitha to look after while their parents were sleeping.

Theodore had just woken up when he went over to the playpen with his mug of coffee.

"Good morning, lil' ones..." he cooed, sticking his hand down to tap the blankets. To his surprise, Tabitha shot right out of the little makeshift pillow den she and her brother somehow made. She pinned his hand down with her wheels and nibbled at Theodore's wrist, which didn't really hurt as her teeth still haven't came through.

The old train driver chuckled "Good morning, Tabby-catty, still attempting to fight my hand, eh?" He then gently pulled his hand away, much to the steam tram's disappointment. She looked up at Theodore and whined for attention, ringing her bell and making little wheeshing noises. The moment he got a good look of her face, Theodore nearly spat out his coffee – Tabitha's eyes had opened at last. She was now staring at him with those little dough eyes.

"Oh my..." he gasped, hands trembling as he set down his mug. Bruno came rolling out of the den, and sure enough, his eyes had fully opened as well, though they were more half-lidded that his sister's. Theodore stood there in amazement, taking in what he saw. The pups looked up at him blankly, making little chirping noises. Another pair of footsteps were then heard behind the old man, accompanied by a yawn and the creak of the door. It was Charles "Morning, Theo... heard you gasping and –"

"Call Sir Topham Hatt"

"Huh? What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Theodore then snatched his shirt and pulled Charles over to the playpen, at first Charles complained, but once he saw what Theodore talking about, his mouth was shut tight. He looked down at Bruno and Tabitha, then back at his co-worker in stunned silence.

"I'll call him..." he said in a quiet whisper.

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"Ah, so this was why Charles sounded so hyper on the phone" Sir Topham Hatt commented, petting Bruno's roof, making the latter blush with embarrassment. He then paused momentarily, remembering Toby and Henrietta and sighed "It's quite a shame their parents aren't here to see this wonderful change"

Theodore and Charles both frowned and exchanged deflated looks as Sir Topham Hatt took a step back from the stroller, adjiusting his hat "Now, gentlemen, I must get back to my office, you never know when that telephone will go off"

"Of course, Sir. We'll see you at Christmas Eve then?"

"Certainly! Oh, and one more thing?"

Theodore raised an eyebrow "Yes, Sir?"

"Could you maybe collect the star for the Christmas treeat Brendam Docks? It will be arriving on Christmas Eve afternoon, i...erm...couldn't get an earlier date" He said. The driver and firemen exchanged looks shrugged "Sure?"

Suddenly, the loud honk of a horn filled the station, accompanied with Diesel oiling in at Platform 1 with a big rectangular crate on a flatbed "Oh Sir! I've got a special gift for yooou~!" He called out in a sing-song tone. The Fat Controller perked up "Ah, finally! The Christmas tree is here. Got to go, lads! I'll be sure to see you at the party" He said, bidding farewell as he walked off the platform. Indeed, on Christmas Eve, there was to be a big party in Knapford. Tabitha and Bruno both babbled and cooed as they watched the man with the top hat get smaller and smaller until he disappeared. Then the stroller began to slowly move, letting them see the rest of the station.

Bruno was too busy giggling and looking around to notice the same man from his dream at the platform opposite from them.

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It was an early Christmas Eve morning, the whole station was getting prepared for the big party, and all the workers were invited. All the decorations had been set up and the tree was standing right in the middle of the station. The tree stood tall and was already being decorated by the many workmen and stationmaster. Sir Robert Norramby was even there, insisting that he wanted add some extra "razzle dazzle" to the place. By "razzle dazzle", he meant littering the station with fake elves and reindeer, along with a few mini christmas trees. He even added a fake Santa Claus with his sleigh and reindeer on the roof (which Sir Topham Hatt thought was quite unnecessary).

"So, what do you say, Bertram? Does the station have the razzle dazzle that you needed?" The older man asked, hand falling on the stout man's shoulder. Topham jolted a little from surprise and smiled with a little strain "W-Well, it certainly looks festive"

"Indeed, all that's needed now is the star! In fact, I believe it should be at Brendam as we speak. Are any of your engines free to go and collect it" The Earl chirped cheerfully. Sir Topham Hatt sighed "Afraid not, the rails on the mainline are severely icy, and there's been a shortage of sand recently, so I've sent Toby's crew to collect it. In fact, I'd say they should be coming from Brendam Docks as we speak!"

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And so they were.

Theodore drove along the frosty road of Suddery, Charles sat beside him with the star in his hands, humming a merry Christmas song. The darkening sky was a beautiful orange, but the road ahead was dark, so they had their headlights on.

"Well, to Knapford station we go then, aye?" Theodore piped up, glancing at his co-worker

"Yeah..." Charles replied quietly. An awkward silence filled the car, neither had much to say. The only noise was the ringing of a bell.

Theodore broke the silence "Charles, check on the little puppers" Theodore told him. Charles huffed and set aside the star before looking at the back passenger seats. Playing on a nest of heated blankets were Tabitha and Bruno. Bruno was currently nudging at his sister's bell.

Charles looked back at Theodore "Yeah, they're alright" he murmered. All was silent on the drive, until Charles spotted two little pin prick eyes up ahead, they were very small but still noticeable.

"Hey, there's eyes on the road"

"No there's not. I don't see any" Theodore replied.

"Uh, yeah. There are, just look!" Charles argued. Theodore glanced at him "No, there's not –"

Just then, Bruno began jumping up and down, making little barking noises. Tabitha just giggled and babbled, as if she were encouraging him. Theodore sighed annoyingly and looked over at Bruno "Bruno, settle down —"

"COW!!"

Theodore yelped and looked back at the road to see a escaped cow on the road. The car slid and slipped on the road and careened down the slope towards a stretch of tracks. Everyone screamed and the pups squealed as the car hit the rails and went over them. Finally, the car came to stop as it hit a muddy ditch.

The two old men stared at nothing for a dead minute, their eyes blown wide, their hands trembling, Tabitha and Bruno were whimpering, and everyone was catching their breath.

Slowly, Charles dragged a glare towards Theodore "...I told you there were eyes on the road" He hissed.

"Oh, shut up..." The driver spat back, narrowing his eyes. Their attention was quickly drawn to the pups behind them, who were crying and whimpering. Theodore's gaze snapped to them, and his frustrated look softened into a more sympathetic one.

He let go of the wheel and opened the door "C'mon, Charles. We gotta get outta here" Charles shoved his angry mood and followed suit , taking the star with him.

Bruno and Tabitha watched tearfully as the men left the car. They wanted their parents, they were so scared.

Soon enough, the men came back like they hoped and lifted them out of the car.

Theodore and Charles grunted as they scrambled up the slope and past the splintered and broken fence with the pups (and star) in hand.

Theodore panted as he set Bruno on the wide track, Charles doing the same.

"Oh man..." The fireman panted, hands on his knees. They took a moment to gather their breath before setting their focus on the situation;

"Alright...wheeeere did we crash?" Theodore drawled, looking around. Charles hummed, taking in the sight around them "I think...this is where Edward broke down during that passenger run"

"What do you mean?"

"Edward's driver told me a story he heard from Edward; Edward's crank-pins broke somewhere in this area. He had his siderods taken off and still had to pull the train home, but he pushed through the struggles and got back safely...I think he got an overhaul after that or something" he told him in a rather ominous tone, which was a little opposite to the story's actual tone.

Theodore raised his eyebrows with intrigue "Huh, never knew that" He muttered. He then glanced back at the car "How're we gonna get to Knapford now? Car's a wreck and we need to get that star there before 6pm" He said, pointing to the decoration.

Charles shrugged "I suppose we have no choice but to continue on foot"

"In this weather and time?" Theodore exclaimed "It'll be two to three bloody hours or so until we reach Knapford!"

"We might as well try. Here, hold this" Charles replied, handing him the star "I'll be right back" and then he went back down the hill to where their car crashed.

After a few minutes, he came back carrying a small green wagon "This will do" He grinned.

His co-worker frowned "How's that old thing gonna help? It's as old as you!"

Charles rolled his eyes "Very funny. I got it when I was 5! Quit your whining!" He shot back as he set it on the track in front of Bruno. He then went back and grabbed the star from Theodore's hands. He placed the star gently in the wagon and beckoned Tabitha and Bruno to come closer. The pups rolled up to him with curious little chirps and squeaked as he lifted both of then into the wagon.

"Tada! It's like a baby-sized flatbed. We'll just pull this to Knapford and–"

Theodore cut him off "Woah woah woah...what do you mean by we?" He asked. Charles picked up the handle and started pulling "We'll take turns!"

Theodore just watched as Charles walked to Suddery with the star and pups in tow. Tabitha and Bruno babbled and gurgled as they were taken along the track. Reluctantly, Theodore groaned and followed behind. This was gonna be a long trip...

They travelled...

...and travelled.

...and traveled. It was until they reached the Wellsworth bridge that something happened.

"Ah shit!" Charles cursed, picking up the handle which had snapped and came off. They in the very middle of the mainline, and things were a little tense but all the more cold. It was now 5:00pm, the two were miraculously fast walkers, so at least it didn't take several more hours.

"Oh that's just great!" Theodore growled, smacking his face. Bruno sniffed at where the handle used to be and sneezed.

"We should just wait for an engine to come by" Theodore told Charles "Maybe if we shout, they'll hear us. They have ears like a rabbit!"

"There are no engines here or nearby! The mainline is closed for maintenance and gritting you stupid plonker!!"

While the two were arguing, both Tabitha and Bruno had climbed out of the wagon. Bruno was at the back and Tabitha at the front. They felt agitated and nervous from all the frustrated noises the two men were making, and it was almost night time.

"Tablpfffffffh! Ba...!" Bruno chattered, using his pilot wheels to pull himself up to see his sister.

"Braappffh! Gabah...bah!" She blabbered back. Just then, the two heard the sound of footsteps crunching against the ground. A fire-yellow colour drenched the snow in its hue, and a funny sense of calmness overcame both babies.

They looked up, and Bruno squeaked as looking back down on them was the man from his bad dream a few nights ago. He loomed over them, and Toby's crew didn't even acknowledge his existence, it was almost as if they couldn't see him.

He stared down at them, even with that creepy mask, it still felt like he was boring his eyes into their souls. Behind him, there was something big coming closer, it was gold and slightly sparkly; it was a golden cloud of mist. As it came closer, outlines appeared, along with two angelic eyes.

The outline soon took the shape of a ghostly engine, a steam engine, coming up behind the conductor. The ghost soon came to a stop directly behind him, both stared down at the two with golden eyes.

Theodore and Charles seemed to have faded out of existence, now only the siblings, the engine and the conductor remained. The conductor turned to face the engine behind him, the engine's mouth moved like she was talking to him, and he nodded. He turned back to them and stepped forward.

He gazed and crouched down to them, holding some sort of sparkly golden powder. Gently and slowly, he sprinkled some into Tabitha's funnel. Next, he sprinkled some gold powder into Bruno's funnel (tube? I know he's a brakevan but I'll just call it a funnel–). Both ended up sneezing and coughing a bit.

The gold dust felt weird, but nice...it was like having some lovely warm soup enter your stomach.

Soon, a burst of adrenaline coursed through the pair! Their faces lighting up and their wheels itching to move! Without waiting for Theodore and Charles to stop arguing, Tabitha and Bruno rolled forward at an amazingly fast pace.

"Wait, wha..." The driver and fireman noticed the two leave, moving the wagon themselves along the track. In panic, they gave chase.

"Stop! No, stop!!" Charles yelled.

"Oh god, Toby's gonna KILL us if they get hurt!" Theodore fretted, following Charles.

The two little pups panted and hurried along the tracks, whizzing past the nearby Nunnery.

Even with the energy burst, both babies were getting tired. Tabitha sweated profusely, on the verge of crying from the ache, even Bruno was crying a little.

Eventually, the sped past Crock's Scrapyard, where the workers gasped and yelled. Then, they zoomed through the town of Crosby. Bear gasped as he watched the two whizz past, confused and startled.

A tunnel soon came along and consumed them. It was dark and scary for a moment, but the light came back, what a relief! Bruno cried from the funny burn under his wheels, but kept pushing from behind while Tabitha pulled. They had the feeling of doing something important; never ever EVER give up!

After what felt like an hour of irresistible energy bursts, the two pups soon came to a halt, and found themselves pushing the wagon off the rails and up on to the platform where Sir Topham Hatt and his wife stood along with Mr Percival, Mr Fergus Duncan and the Earl.

Tabitha weakly rang her bell and squeaked for their attention. The Earl was the first to notice, and as soon as he did, he came running over "Oh my goodness!" He exclaimed, stopping and scooping up the two babies "Oh you poor poor things! What were you doing pushing such a heavy decoration?!"

Sir Topham Hatt and the other controllers came over as well, baffled and dumbfounded as well at the sight.

"What is the meaning of this?! Where are Theodore and Charles??" Sir Topham Hatt said, looking around angrily, angry at the thought that his own employees may have forced the two babies to work their frames off. It wasn't right!

"Sir!" Came a new voice.

Following the voice, two cold and out of breath men came running on to the platform. But before they could say anything, Sir Topham Hatt cut them off.

"What were you two THINKING?!" He boomed, stepping forward "...making an engine and her brakevan, who are still INCREDIBLY young do your own work?! Why, I am BEYOND disgusted!"

"W-Wait, no, Sir! Please, let us explain!"

"Explain?! Explain why you—" just then, Lady Hatt interrupted him with a hand on his shoulder "Hold on, Bertram. Let them explain...we need the full story if we are to understand the situation" She said soothingly.

The Fat Controller glared at the driver and fireman before sighing "Alright then, you two...tell us what happened"

And so, the duo explained their actions. They explained how it all started with nearly hitting a cow on the road, crashing into a ditch. Then how they used a little old wagon to pull the star across a chunk of the railway, then entering a problem with the handle snapping off. Finally, they ended on how the two pups suddenly began speeding off with the wagon in tow.

The group stared at them with blown wide eyes. They were as silent as mice, not a peep. Finally, Mr Percival spoke up "Ehem! Well, considering how our engines became giant furry train monsters, that story doesn't seem our of the ordinary!" He chuckled. Everyone took a second to murmer their agreements and giggled themselves.

"Well then, now that we got our star...I believe the party should be going underway right about now?" Sir Topham Hatt asked. Now that was something everyone would settle with.

So, the star was taken to the new Christmas tree and placed on top where everyone would see! The light shows were spectacular, and the music was amazing. It was certainly the dawn of a happy new year!

Happy New Year!!

Credit songs (listen to if you want ^_^)

#SoundCloud #thomas and friends #thomas the tank engine #monster engines #tatmr #ttte lady hatt #ttte lady #lady the magic engine #ttte edward #edward the blue engine #ttte toby #toby the tram engine #ttte henrietta #ttte oc #ttte bear #ttte sir topham hatt #ttte mr duncan #ttte mr percival #ttte diesel #ttte sir robert norramby #ttte tabitha #ttte bruno #ttte DJ #Spotify

[giggly-squiggily]

Hi Squiggly! Hope you’re doing well!

So, now that I’m obsessed with Blue Lock (thank you btw), for the headcanon to drabbles:

I headcanon that Bachira absolutely loves to play tickle games with the others on Team Z, they either always fall for his tricks (Isagi and Chigiri especially) or Bachira just straight up surprises them (Kunigami, Raichi, and Gagamaru particularly). However, sometimes, the others will plan a game for him and this is how they find out that as much as Bachira loves to tickle and be tickled, he absolutely cannot handle tickle games being played with him as a lee. Absolutely destroys him, he gets so shy. (You can choose the lers for this).

Anyways! Sorry I rambled! I love Blue Lock, especially Bachira! Thank youuuuu!

*squeals and kicks my feet* YESH!!! Oh my goodness I freaking love this! Bachira getting a taste of his own medicine is my lifefuel! I've gotcha covered, anon! (And no need to apologize- I welcome rambling!)

“Come on, Bachira- keep your arms up.”

The mentioned boy was a mess of giggles, cheeks pink and smiling big as he attempted to stretch his t-rex arms back over his head. “I cahhahahn’t! I cahhahan’t do iihihihhit!”

“Can’t or won’t?” Isagi raised a brow, shaking his head as Bachira snorted. “Being stubborn won’t win you any mercy. You know what’s coming.” Above the trapped boy’s head, Gagamaru made a show of cracking his knuckles. Bachira laughed harder.

“Fihihihihne, fihihihine!” Flapping his hands about, he took a shaky breath before stretching them above his head. Isagi nodded, satisfied.

“Good. Now stay still…” He slowly raised his own.

“GAH!” Almost immediately, Bachira had them back against his sides, giggling in his hands. “I got nehehehervous!” He wheezed, making the other two grin.

“Man, you love to do this to me, but the second I do it to you it’s all over.” Isagi looked up at Gagamaru, nodding. “Shall we?”

“Noohoho! No I can dohoohohoho it!” Bachira waved them off, bringing his arms back up. He pressed his wobbly lips flat, closing his eyes with noticeable effort. “Doohohooho it!”

“Okay!” Isagi brought his hands down so they laid against Bachira’s lower ribs. “One step, Two steps, Three step, four. 12 steps to Bachira, can’t wait to explore.” With each word he sang, Isagi pressed into the corresponding rib, making Bachira squirm and laugh. His arms shook, but he kept them high.

“Five steps, six steps, there’s so many more. Nine steps, Ten Steps, Eleven’s at the door,” Isagi tapped against the second highest rib, drilling in some to make Bachira squeak. His eyes were squeezed shut, breathy giggles puffing against his lips. Blinded by his mirth, he missed Isagi winking. “12 steps to Bachira, now open the door!” 

“GAAHHH!” Bachira all but shrieked when four hands attacked, two drilling into his armpits while two attacked his highest ribs. “GHEAHHAHAHAHA STAHHAHAHAHAP! STHAHAHAHAP THE DOOOHOHOHOHOR’S OOHOOHOOHPEN!”

The tickling came to an end, Isagi and Gagamaru laughing hysterically as they high fived. Bachira groaned in his hands, gasping for air as he struggled to recover. It was only after Isagi gently tapped on them did he move them away. “Thahahat was mehahan!”

“You love it.” Isagi leaned in, stealing a kiss. Bachira hummed, satisfied.

“Maybe I do.”

Send me a headcanon and I'll write a dabble for it!

#headcanons to dabbles #blue lock #tickle #tickle dabble #bachira meguru #isagi yoichi #gagamaru gin #fluff #I freaking love lee!Bachira so much #almost as much as I love lee!Chigiri lols #but genuinely this headcanon was so grand!

[maentisiw]

Every single time I start to draw, my indecisiveness kicks in and I have NO idea which style/process my brain is gonna pick. Lineart? Grayscale? Pencil brush or airbrush? Are we gonna render this? What did you say? “Let’s merge all 25 layers”? Nah but look at this artist’s style, isn’t is cool?! Let’s try this new brush! Realism or comic-like? What about both? Both is good!

gaahhh I just want to have a consistent style

anyway

here’s a sketch of Eddie grocery shopping with Steve

#vent #steddie #steddie fanart #eddie munson #steve harrington #my art #artists on tumblr #sketch #fanart

[mishanym]

Yours truly.

Day 1.

Yesterday, there was a random message sent to my phone from an unknown number that said,

I O V I E B S Y E U D X O E R V N W P O U

Yeah.. I know. Seems like a text from a madman or a drunk who mistypes but then again it's too neat to be a typo message. Hmm..

I spent hours cracking it until I realized I can use the Fibonacci sequence.

1 1 2 3 5 8 13 21

I I O V E Y O U

Wait. Sometimes "I" can be seen as "L" too, so..

I LOVE YOU??

Okay, who would ever use a complicated way just to say I love you? And that person knows I love puzzles.. JAKE?!

He's alive?!

I stared at the message for quite some time, my heart started to race as I'm trying to reply to the unknown number.

Number doesn't exist.

Hmm. So this number cannot receive text. My text didn't get delivered.

How about I try calling?

The number you are calling does not exist..

Okay.. These things are screaming "Jake" in all elements. It must be him.

Meanwhile:

MC has activated my spyware. Not a wise move MC, but, I'm sure it's because you already cracked my puzzle. A smile on my lips, I executed my spyware immediately. The moment you tried calling the number, your phone activated the trap I set for you. Correction: love trap :)

I am sorry. I merely.. Miss you. But I cannot contact you directly. Any direct contact to you would risk leaving traces of evidence that we both are connected. That we know each other. And if they ever find you with any trace of me in it you will be in danger.

"You're not being fair, Jake!"

Somehow I can hear you say that in my ears. I am sorry. All is fair in love and war. I grin. Forgive me. I miss you too much. Please let me at least hack into your phone and listen in to you. I want to know what you're doing. I want to know how your day is. I want to make sure nothing hurts you, despite my limited power because I can't be there physically for you.

Note: Jake's POV is gonna be in green color, MC's POV is gonna be in blue color. Let's get their perspectives together at the same time because Jake is now in "I can hear your voice mode: on." ;)

I completed the activation of my spyware on MC's phone and suddenly felt the rush of excitement. I try and take a deep breath. Finally. Very soon, I will be able to hear you. I put in the last line of codes and.. voila! I ended my series of typing with a firm tap on my enter button.

I see the strings of code processing before me and the donut shaped "connecting" icon running in circles. Come on connection! I can not wait to hear the voice of the woman I love. The swirling circle finally stopped and I am connected to MC's speaker.

"GAAHHH! THIS IS ANNOYING! I hate you, Jake! You can hack me but I can't hack you back!" I grunted and shouted out my frustrations.

I chuckled. "I love you too, MC." I mumbled to myself and I can feel my face lit up in glee. Oh how I miss you, MC.

I lie on my bed, my phone beside me. I am hit with realization. "I know your spyware is here." My face made a knowing smile.

I smile. You're smart. You caught on fast. Thankfully not faster than me. If it was any faster, I wouldn't be able to hear you, love.

"Jake?" I say your name out loud subconsciously.

"Yes, MC." I can't help but reply to you despite knowing you can't hear me.

"Where are.. you?" I sigh in exasperation.

"I am here, MC." Well. Physically I am somewhere, hiding safely in my hideout. I quite like my new hiding place. It is safe enough to let me stay for a few days.

I am very worried about you. I miss you.

You must be missing me. I remember your last message for me, saying you love me too. If only I could hear it one more time...

"I love you too, Jake." My lips are echoing the last text I sent you over and over again, every time I think about you.

I gasped. Did you read my mind? I chuckled. Your hacking skills are better than mine MC, because you have hacked my mind, and.. my heart. You fascinate me.

My eyes glanced at the clock out of habit. It's late. If I could just send you a message to your mind. If there's a slightest chance at all that we are connected, please hear me and go to sleep.

I sigh, trying to calm the worries in my heart. "I think I'd better sleep." I reach for the cover and cover myself warmly.

I am still in disbelief. How intriguing that you can hear what my mind is desperately telling you. Like a magical connection. Two souls that are connected.

"Good night, Jake." I speak to my phone. I don't know whether Jake can hear me or not but I say it nonetheless. It helps me cope with loneliness, thinking that he's right there, listening in to what I say.

"Good night, MC." I transferred the access to MC's spyware on her phone to my phone and put on my earphones. This way if there's a suspicious noise around her I will hear it too. But the thing is, I've been very exhausted. After weeks of being on the run, I never really find peace. Peace is when I can talk to you. Peace is when I know for sure that you're safe. Peace is when I am able to hear your voice, it gives me a big sense of relief. At this point I don't know who is protecting who. I thought I was protecting you. Ironically, it is actually you that is protecting my sanity. Meeting you makes me start to have hope again. And I can finally sleep soundly.

Day 2.

I overslept. I only meant to sleep for four hours. But when I woke up this morning, it was already 9 AM. I slept for 9 hours?! This is insane. I panicked. I hurriedly checked all of my surroundings and ran my safety procedures. All systems are normal. No anomaly, no threats. I'm good. I sigh a breath of relief.

MC! I hurry and check on you. I can hear you breathing evenly through the speaker. Okay. I have to regain my composure. Suddenly there's an incoming text to your phone. I am tempted to read it but I am having second doubt.

What if it's something private? I do not dare. But then there's another and another new message incoming. I am starting to worry. If you have to hate me for this then you can hate me. It's a cheap price to pay if it means I can keep you safe.

I open the text, it's from someone that I assume is your classmate. "Class moved from 1PM to 9.30AM. YOU MUST HURRY, MC!" I look at the clock, 9.10AM. That's soon!

"Alright." I speak to myself. "Commencing, 'Operation getting MC to class on time'." I grin. I will get you to class on time, MC.

I hacked into your phone alarm and set the alarm to maximum volume. I grimace. "I am sorry for this, love." I ring your phone alarm in a jiffy. This is child's play.

My phone alarm is ringing so loudly. "Ughh?!" I groaned.

I grimaced again. I'm sorry. But you need to wake up. You got class.

I pressed stop on the phone alarm notification.

Oh no, I won't let you go back to sleep. You need to wake up. I set your phone alarm on again.

My phone alarm rings again. "Ahhhh! Jake!" I screamed his name now completely sure I am not imagining it. I'm pretty sure he did something to my phone alarm. "What are you doing, Jake?" I take my phone and turn off the alarm. Still annoyed I look at my phone and suddenly it opens my text messages. "Class moved to 9.30AM?" Gasp! I look at my phone's clock. 9.15? Oh God!

I hurry and get out of my bed, change to the closest clothes I can find and grab my bag. I ran to the subway. It usually takes me 25 to 30 minutes to go to my university how am I going to make it in 15 frikkin minutes?!

"I will be your escort, my love." I say this and a smile formed on my lips. I followed your movement through your phone's GPS location and CCTV. "Ahh despite being in a hurry you are still looking so beautiful." I mumble to myself. For a few seconds I was admiring your beauty until I slap myself to reality. Ahem. I need to focus. I will have my own sweet time admiring your beauty after you arrive at your classroom on time.

I quickly tried to get on the subway train but I was late by a split second, the door of the subway closed in front of my face. "Ahh!" I quickly stopped before my face hit the subway door. I can see the guy in the suit inside is sneering at me. I grunt. "Ugh. Wipe that smug off your face!"

I saw the sneer that stranger gave you through nearby CCTV. "What a bastard." I quickly type strings of codes on my computer. "Let's secure your carriage, my love." My speed is faster than normal, maybe because this is for you. I ended my input with a sharp sound of my enter button. "Aaaand done. Who's laughing now?" I snorted.

The subway door opens up again in front of me. THIS NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE. Could it be... I pull up my phone quickly. "Jake? Was it you?"

"It is I, Jake, yours truly." I smile lovingly to the camera live feeds showing MC standing in front of the subway door.

Astonishing! I smile, impressed. I hurry to enter the subway. The guy in the suit who just sneered at me now has his mouth agape. I give him a smug smile. "Heh."

"Alright, now for the finale." I cracked my knuckles and started working on my next hacking. I scan your route to University and while you're in the subway I am securing your next trip. I feel like my fingers are flying on my keyboard. I have never felt so ecstatic, so alive, hacking for anyone. Is this what it feels like to do your best for someone you love? You are the first one who makes me feel like I'm on fire. And I like it.

My train arrives at the destination nearest to my university. Now to quickly get on my bus. I only have 7 minutes left! "Will I make it in time, Jake?" I talk to Jake who is listening in to me. Right now I'm pretty sure if I don't mess around with my phone his connection to my phone will be secured.

"Way ahead of you, love. I will make sure you arrive in time." Eyes on the nearest bus to your bus stop I'm watching its movement closely, making sure it's not stopping on any red lights.

"Hmm? The bus is here so fast!" I squeal in joy. I get on the bus quickly.

"Now let there be only greens on your way..." I nimbly move my fingers on my keyboard typing in correctly every code I need to turn all the traffic lights in your way to green. "And... done." My computer swiftly processes my hacking inputs.

I can't believe my eyes. I see every red light in front of me quickly turning to green whenever my bus is approaching it. Now 7 minutes is long enough for me to arrive at my university.

"Yes!!" I jumped for joy. MC arrives in time.

I grab my phone and whisper to it softly while I'm walking to my classroom.

"Thank you, my sweet boyfriend." I smile with affection and put my phone away inside my bag.

I heard the words you just said, utterly dumbfounded by them. "Did you just, call me your boyfriend..?" I feel my heart skips a beat. I.. I.. I never experienced the great happiness of being called as someone's boyfriend. And it's by someone as wonderful and as gorgeous as you, MC.. I don't deserve you.. and yet.. The happiness in my heart right now is betraying my logic. I know deep inside I want this. It is dangerous, but I simply can't evade you. And I do not want to. I want to be with you. And I am elated to be your boyfriend.

Yours truly,

Your man hacker,

Jake. :)

#duskwood fanfiction #jake duskwood fanfiction #jake duskwood fanfic #duskwood jake fanfiction #jake x mc fanfiction #duskwood jake x mc #duskwood jake x mc fanfiction #fanfiction

[vanillaxoshi]

help i didn’t realize that i accidentally deleted api’s name while editing💀 cuz it’s supposed to be like this:

getting his ass kicked at video games thanks to api and gopal

gaahhh😭😭😭

butbutbut ur idea of cahaya making a little surprise party just for them is fucking heartwarming

assuming that it probs into late evening when they came back home, the brothers might just teared up at the effort cahaya did (and probs from tiring themselves out) and see said person accidentally fell asleep while waiting for them gahhhhh

my heart cant take it

Theres scenarios i came up with this idea

Where Cahaya actually feels bad his brothers are not coming back yet/not with them

Its their birthday afterall, and hes the only one not with them

At least he was able to do something for them right?

In septuplet au, hes more closer with Tok aba since he would usually stay with him

The timeline before The bros went to find databot

"theyre not here yet." Cahaya says sitting down crossed arms on the table, the table filled with sorts of food, and a 3-stack cake with seven color coded candles, he checked the time, it being about 10 in the evening

"be patient Cahaya theyll come home soon." Tok aba spoke in a soft tone, Cahaya looks up to the elder who was beside the sofa,

Tok aba goes to sit down next to cahaya and they both sit in silence for a moment

"Its sweet of you to prepare all of this for your brothers, they'll appreciate it greatly once their back. I expect Air and Daun to dig in immediately. Im sure they would be hungry too" Tok aba continued to speak in a soft tone while looking at the preparation set up

'will they come home?' Cahaya thought, he took a deep breath and spoke "they're leaving me behind atok... Aba already left us for a huge amount of time... They said we'd stick together. But. Im here alone." His voice was quiet, soft, as he talks his voice starts to crack up.

He took a deep breath and stood straight.

He took a moment before looking at tok aba

"i... Dont want to be left alone atok..." His face scrunched up with sad a look of desperation. "I... Want to get my powers now, if thats the solution for me to be with them.", his voice still continues in a soft broken tone. "If that can make me fight for them too, protect them.. if you could say that so" He looks down voice becoming more quieter

"well, your not alone arent you?" Tok aba's voice made him look up at the elder

"im here, and i will be here" Tok says with open arms, Cahaya gave in and hugged him

"oh my grandson, despite creating a tough exterior, your still the same child as you once were" Atok spoke while softly combing the younger's hair

"im not." He buried his face unto atok's chest

"all of you are still the same, yes, your all more matured now, but still as vulnerable as back then" Tok Aba continued

...

"Will you stay Atok?" Cahaya spoke brokenly

"I wont guarantee ill stay forever, but i will stay for as long as i can"

". . ."

"ok." A quiet mutter came from Cahaya before silently tearing through Atok's clothes

Tok aba stopped the combing and gave a full hug unto the boy

#boboiboy #xoshi asks #xoshi answers #bbb septuplet au #boboiboy galaxy

[rwby-encrusted-blog]

Penelope aftrr the tea party crying for her dad, and wanting to leave the everafter to escape the evil cat

All The Doll could do was sit back and watch, watch as Ruby, the first friend of one of her, was beaten, battered, The Doll's own life threatened multiple times, with Ruby taking most of the hits.

But only most of them.

Bits of shattered casing were on the floor, scattered about, internal mechanisms readily visible.

Ruby laid on the floor, Neo placing the tea cup in front of her.

Then the Curious Cat showed up

CC: Penelope Get up. You need to keep everyone but me from harming ruby.

???: Y-yes! Riiiight AWAY!

It hurt, and scared her, the feeling of being changed, having her ability to act on her own taken away again was raw in her heart.

The Doll's Blades fell against Neo, chasing her causing her focus to change from Ruby.

At least she could protect Ruby from monsters, even if it wasn't Her-

Ruby: GAAHHH!

???: RUBY!

Penelope turned to see The Cat digging it's claws into Ruby's chest, sparks of soul flying out from the intrusion.

Something slammed into The Doll, tearing her attention away from her friend, returning to fight Neo and her Clones.

The next part she couldn't quite remember. She hit a wall, and nearly fell into unconsciousness, but when she came to, Ruby and the Cat were Gone, Neo broke through the wall of the Crumbling mansion, and Fath-Jau-

Neo Grabbed her again, Though she felt the Cat's influence push into her.

CC: You're going to slow them down with Everything you have.

The Knight and WBY showed up, the Knight rushing to her side, and pulling her close.

Jaune: Penelop-

???: I'M NOT PENELOPE!

Jaune: ...

???: I Don't Kn-KNow!

Blades floated around her, as she fought to bring them down.

???: I'M dangerous! You NEED to LEAVE!

The knight ignored her warnings and rushed towards her, dodging and blocking her attacks, with WBY supporting him

Then he hugged her.

Pushing his semblance out, Amplifying her soul and allowing Whoever she was to take control again.

She began sobbing, shaking, rattling. She hurt, inside and out. It was too much. She wanted to be back in her fathers arms- Which father? Who did she want? What did she want?

???: I ... I wanna go home ...

???: But don't know where that is!

#rwby #ruby rose #penny polendina #penelope au #asks and answers #anonymous #jaune arc

[lunar-system]

izzy thoughts

i didn't feel at all the death was accidental or without a cause. izzy was the most himself when he told ricky to go fuck himself and defended the pirate way of life without a regard for his own personal safety. he was targeted by ricky's gun because he so vocally and ferociously stood up for what he believed in

izzy dying because he stood up to what he believes in FEELS BAD because it IS BAD in the show's actual universe as well. He died to what is the show's equivalent of homophobia, he got hate-crimed for his pirate life style, ricky targeted him because he stood up for himself and his people – that is horrible! for us and for the characters! in the actual story! it was a sad and unfair way to go! and ricky is a villain who did a horrible thing to a character we love! it hurts! gaahhh!

what hurts in real life is that we were under the assumption that there would not be hate-crime equivalent things in the show. it was a safe show for many. so yeah, of course it's a shock. the assumption is that if someone does something racist or homophobic etc in this show, they get punished right away and laughed at. but this time the bad guy actually killed someone. the violence was real. izzy hands still didn't operate under the muppet rule set. real world violence rules applied to him this one time.

why was this wound deadly when no other was? because this show decides the stakes and accuracies on a case by case basis. right now it wanted it to count. eternal arguments can be had about if that was the right choice or not.

yes, it felt kinda unfair that the show trained us not to fear death. ed practically died earlier this season, and he was fine. it was a weird surprise that for izzy the death was permanent. well. unless season 3 proves us otherwise. a long con. we'll see.

the fact that djenkins happens to be mostly on the same page with fandom, i think that's a happy accident. remember that he was surprised that people didn't dare to believe ed/stede was happening? he didn't know the fandom's long history with queerbaiting. he was just writing his show. it makes sense he would not be up to date with the fandom style politics of that you should not kill a character who is a strong symbol for something in the real world. sounds to me like it was a similar surprise than the queerbaiting one. earlier he happened to play with fandom rules, but he doesn't really know there are that much rules at all. now he happened to go against one rule, just like he happened to go by the rules earlier. he writes the kinda fanfic he likes. and right now he liked the weight that an actual character death has. unfortunately in tv shows there are no tags "major character death" to soften the punch.

could he have predicted how massively popular izzy became with his new added arc? i'm not sure. To some degree you can try to predict the impact your writing has in the real world, but you can't really control how your work is received. with the release of s2 i saw it in real time, the weight that izzy had and the importance of him for many. maybe it was a surprise that the redemption arc was that effective. and tv shows are really, reaaaally slow to make. you have to stick with a decision you have made a long time ago, unless you have ridiculous amounts of money to throw around for reshoots. And once a season is airing, it is absolutely too late to start changing anything. Djenkis wanted an impactful death, and he ended up with a bit TOO impactful one. There's no changing it, I personally don't see a point with fighting it, it happened, it was written, shot, edited, colour graded, composed, produced with care and set in stone a long time ago, and now we work with what we have. Maybe i'm just not confrontational, but I was given this, it's what I have, so I'll find a way to roll with it. Maybe I'll use a bit of fiction to cover the trauma, you know? cause not moving on is worse? Honestly, I think whittling a shark would be a great way to pay homage to izzy. I should get some soft wood to do it.

no end thoughts, just, gosh he was a wonderful character. loved to get to know him. rip izzy <3

#i neeeeed to step away from the discourse cause i just want to enjoy the shoooow #but it's hard cause i got so much into the habit of scrolling the tag when the season was airing #and i still want to see what is beingtalked about but it's a bit of a mine field #oh izzy #i loved you so much #and the crew loved you too! #you were loved #now fly high seabird #izzy hands #ofmd #ofmd s2 #ofmd spoilers

[geekrenaissance]

Oooh, I love this #starwars shaker! This #milleniumfalcon baby, with that subtle heart shape to the back, & the bit inside with Han & Leia's quote on it! Gaahhh! It's just perfection! ::sigh:: Han, my original space daddy crush... he swaggered, so our baby Din could STRUT! 😍

I wanted to keep this cutie simple, & it was a struggle not to overfill it with glitter 😅 But I think I did ok 😉

This baby will be finished tonight, along with a whole squad of grogu shaker keychains... so many cuties!

#craft #resin #resincraft #art #diaries #fangirllife #etsyseller #resinart #shopsmall #fangirl life #star wars #millennium falcon #han solo #princess leia #i love you #i know

[honestlyvan]

gaahhh

That's my atttempt number mumblemumble of an idea where Wheeljack (TFP) takes a big hit to the head and loses his memory of basically the entire war, and Team Prime gets to experience what he was like before The Cynicism(tm) ate his soul.

It's one part long-form thesis of "G1 and Prime Wheeljacks aren't that different, you cowards" and one part a grand complicated narrative to make the OTP kiss -- interacting with Wheeljack when he's trusting and relaxed is a new experience for everyone except Bulkhead (and even he gets to experience new sides of him, they did meet when they were both already Wreckers) and it hits Bulkhead right where it hurts because oh fuck he yearns he wants he always wished he could have a future with Wheeljack and now it looks like the Wheeljack that he loved might be gone and it's not fair for him to project those feelings onto Jackie as he is now, so he's happy and also kind of dying on the inside about it

and meanwhile Wheeljack (not stupid) is like "oh no hello soldier", his crush on Bulkhead re-emerges immediately but without the buffer of shared history he has no options but to be terribly horribly awkward about it. And Bulkhead being astonishingly nice to him doesn't help. Basically, for him this is a romantic comedy with the slight mishap that apparently his memories don't stay where they're supposed to but whatever he's a genius, he can work with that.

The biggest reason that one isn't yet gone anywhere is that I can't get the structure to come together so there's basically no quotes I can share T~T) I welcome you to contemplate the mental image of Wheeljack being like "OH thank Primus I thought I was about to make a fool of myself. I'm sure you've known me long enough to know I can't talk to a pretty mech to save my life. The other option would have been me making my stupid one-sided crush your problem for thousands of years" when he and Bulkhead finally have the Were We Actually Involved conversation at one point.

#van's answers #the274 #I should work on that again it's just... complicated #I have all the basic elements of the plot figured out but can't really get them to flow