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[quackle]

haiiiii everyone. happy valentine's day :] i've written another mkulia fic. it's got one sided julia vs theodore beef, mutual julia vs olivia von trashpanda beef, and indirect kisses

#julia kinda sorta goes through it in this 🧍🏾‍♀️ #total drama #td spoilers #mkulia #i'll be back to upload a different fic later today btw >v< tee hee #quackle writes

[geeknik]

Quackles

In the far reaches of the galaxy, on a planet known as Zog, lived an alien named Zib. Zib was a renowned scientist, known for his groundbreaking work in interdimensional potato farming. One day, while conducting an experiment on a particularly stubborn spud, Zib accidentally opened a portal to Earth.

"Great Zog! I've discovered a new planet!" Zib exclaimed, peering through the portal at the blue and green sphere. "I must inform the Council of Zog immediately!"

As he turned to leave, a rubber duck floated out of the portal and landed on his lab table.

"Curious," Zib said, picking up the duck. "This must be a native creature of this new planet. I shall name it… Quackles."

Meanwhile, on Earth, a man named Bob was in the middle of his bath when his rubber duck disappeared. "Not again," he sighed, reaching for his spare duck.

Back on Zog, Zib presented his findings to the Council. "Behold, the first extraterrestrial life form from the newly discovered planet!" he announced, holding up Quackles.

The Council gasped. "It's… beautiful," one member whispered.

Just then, Quackles let out a squeak. The Council erupted in applause. "Truly, this is a momentous day for Zog," the Council leader declared.

Meanwhile, back on Earth, Bob was eating a sandwich. Suddenly, a potato appeared on his plate. "Hmm," he said, taking a bite. "Needs butter."

#ko-fi #kofi #geeknik #nostr #art #blog #writing #science fiction #fiction #short story #story #twitter #earth #aliens #zog #zib #quackles #the council #a potato #a rubber duck

[papichulomacy]

Make me cry

Pairing : Yuta nakamoto x reader (exes to lovers, forced proximity, enemies to lovers)

Summary: whereas event planner reader gets her big solo project after years of working beneath her superiors, the only problem? It's her ex-boyfriend's wedding who also happens to be the father of her twin children.

Word count : 7528 words, kinda long but y'all will live

A/n: I was feeling angsty while writing this lol, even made a playlist

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0K5bqgnpr1gKNITHBDeek3?si=7xSbPUlEQcuc6dmncVln0A&pt=8f0b8fd0de7b29d8e83096b4009ed6d5

"Mommy, wake up" an overly excited Seiji yelled jumping on top of his mother's bed "Huh?, What time is it" mumbled the 27-year-old as she rubbed her eyes "It's 10 Am Mommy" whispered shiho which caused Y/n's eyes to widen almost comically as she quickly got out of bed.

"Oh god, oh god" she yelled running around her bedroom, quickly grabbing whatever work outfit she could find throwing it on the bed and running out straight into the twin's room to grab their clothes.

Which luckily she had put together the day before, "Time for a bath you two" she mumbled filling up the bathtub as she quickly bathed the twins who happily obliged, "No time for duckies i'm afraid" she told them as Seiji pouted and shiho looked like she was about to burst into tears "but, mr quackles" she whined as y/n sighed grabbing the dumb looking duck and throwing it in the tub.

After 10 minutes they were done she quickly dressed them and showered herself while they ate cereal and watched Bluey on the TV.

After she was done she quickly did her makeup and got ready herself "OK babies, grab your overnight bags i'll be dropping you off at Granny's" she shouted putting on her flats.

Scrambling the twins put their cereal bowls in the sink and took their bags, locking the door she and the twins went downstairs and she quickly unlocked the car and strapped them in their baby seats.

Pulling up into her mother's driveway she rushed out and helped the twins out who as soon as they both were out of their seats ran straight towards the door, They adored their grandmother, and sometimes y/n joked they loved her mother more than her.

"There are my favourite grandbabies" Mrs. Kim Baby talked as the twins threw themselves at her, "Mom, they're your only grandbabies" She playfully rolled her eyes as she went into her childhood house and put down their bags.

"Now remember, don't trouble your grandmother too much, i'll be back tomorrow afternoon to pick you both up okay" She kissed their foreheads and hugged her mother goodbye.

After a 10-minute drive she practically ran towards her boss's office, "miss kim, just in time" smiled her boss, Mrs Martin, She was a woman in her mid-40s, who y/n greatly admired due to her work as an event planner.

"Since you've been working with us for almost 5 years it's time you get to plan your very own solo event" "You're not saying..." "Yes y/n, i'm assigning you a solo project" "Excuse me" she squealed due to how excited she got as Mrs Martin laughed. "I'll take that as you agreeing" "I've been waiting for a solo project for 2 years, of course, I agree. What is it," she asked sitting down.

"Well it's a wedding and not just any wedding, it's the wedding of the year apparently" she spoke as y/n gasped "Shut up" "No joke, it's the wedding of the CEO of Nakamoto corporations with his fiancè of 4 years" y/n's smile instantly dropped at the mention of the surname

"Is... Is something wrong?" Questioned Mrs Martin as y/n quickly put on a fake smile, "Nothing, I'd be more than happy to plan this wedding" she stated as her boss smiled "Lovely, here's the address of their house, they want it to take place on their property so you'll have to go there to check it out to plan and hear their suggestions" taking the binder she curtly smiled as she exited.

(T.w: mention of v@mit)

Walking into the restroom she felt bile go up her throat as she rushed into a cubicle, she threw up her entire breakfast until she was left dry and heaving until she felt someone gently grab her hair putting it aside.

"Feeling better?" Asked Sora as Y/n nodded getting up to wash her face and rinse her mouth "Here, take these mints" She thanked her as she put them in her mouth.

"Now are you going to tell me what happened? Are you sick?" She questioned sitting down beside her as she put down two coffees on the table.

"I got my first solo project" she stated, voice void of any emotion as Sora's eyebrows jumped up "That's something to be celebrating over, not throwing up over " she joked as y/n groaned slamming her head on the table.

"Oh, what am I going to do!!, Should I like quit? Yeah i'm gonna write a resignation letter" she rambled confusing her cousin even more who looked at her like she had gone crazy "And why the fuck would you need to do that?!" She questioned getting frustrated with her cousin/best friend who looked to be on the verge of a breakdown.

"They're getting married Sora..." She whispered trying to keep her emotions at bay as Sora sighed "Whose getting married hmm?" She asked rubbing her back as y/n's lips quivered "Yuta and Jieun, they're getting married "As soon as those words left her mouth she broke down and her cousin's expression softened as she tried to console her.

~~

Taking in a deep breath she rang the buzzer as the intercom beeped followed by a voice asking "Name and business with the Nakamoto's ?" "I'm kim y/n and i'm here from Eden Springs, to work on the wedding" she stated.

The huge gate opened revealing the huge manor as she tried not to gap at it "This way miss" stated a polite butler who gestured for her to follow him, which she gladly did, he sat in the driver's seat of the golf cart as she sighed in relief "thank god, I thought I would have had to walk to the front door" and in a matter of 3 minutes they stood in front of the huge dark oak door.

Gulping down her nervousness she prepared herself to face whatever was behind the door, "Ah you must be Miss. Kim, I've heard a lot about you from Mrs Martin, i'm the groom's father if you have any questions please feel free to ask me or mrs sim, who'll be in the kitchen I suppose" he smiled at her politely as she bowed.

"Is the wedding planner here? Oh good, come with me as I tell you about the theme my daughter wants" spoke Mrs. Sim in her snobby posh voice which irked y/n but put on her best people-pleasing smile she went out following the old woman towards the huge backyard.

"This is where the aisle is supposed to be" "I was thinking we make it longer you know, the bride can enter from the back door directly? As the music plays" Mrs Sim looked at her with a sickeningly sweet smile "Is this your wedding? No? Then keep your suggestions to yourself" she stated as y/n pursed her lips and nodded.

~~

"I'll come back tomorrow with my team to start working if you'll excuse me" She left the manor and went straight home. As soon as she did she broke down feeling broken and tired.

The next day she picked up the twins and called their nanny to look after them "Pumpkin, now I want you to behave with seolhyun ok, take your meds right after lunch " she told shiho who pouted "But they taste bitter" Y/n smiled as she kissed her forehead "I know they are baby, but please, for mommy?" "Okay, for you" She stuck her pinkie out which y/n linked with her own.

"Look after your sister," she told Seiji who nodded as she kissed his forehead. "Bye and the food is in the oven, I made lasagna" She waved them goodbye. Getting in the car she drove off.

When she got into the manor her team followed as she started ordering them to start working. An hour or so went by and they started working on the lighting arrangement.

When they were putting on the lights she noticed the servants of the house scrambling around due to god knows what she shrugged thinking it was none of her business until she was harshly spun around by someone.

"What the hell-" "What do you think you're doing here" he hissed standing there while having a tight grip on her shoulders which was hurting her as she tried to pry his hands off "My job, ow, Mr.Nakamoto can you let go that hurts" she whisper-yelled as his eyes softened for a second when he realised how tight his grip was letting go his scowl was unfaltering.

Dusting off her shoulders she glared at him "You can't just go around grabbing people, what manners!!" She hissed as he rolled his eyes "Oh please, manners are the last thing I want to talk to you about, I don't want to talk to you at all" he barked as she smiled at him, her work smile not the genuine one he used to get when they were together.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I need to work on your wedding" she hissed walking passed him, Meanwhile he rubbed his forehead already feeling a headache forming.

Y/n tried to avoid him at all costs at the manor, but seeing as he was everywhere she was it was impossible. But lucky for her he was resting in his room for the most bit due to the jet lag.

After hours it was 7 pm and she pulled up in her building's parking lot. When she got in she was greeted by her kids running up to her "Aww I missed you too" she cooed pecking their cheeks.

"Did you take your meds on time? Hmm." She asked as shiho nodded eagerly "That's my good girl" She smiled as she bid their nanny goodbye and quickly freshened up.

"Can we sleep with you tonight?" Asked Seiji looking down as she cooed picking him up "Of course, come on bedtime, tomorrow you have school okay". The twins rushed into their mother's room and lay in bed, keeping space for her.

"bedtime story!!" They yelled at the same time as y/n sighed, Despite the exhaustion she nodded as she started telling them a story, which in the middle of it she realised they had both nodded off, Seiji holding his bear plushie and shiho her racoon plushie.

When they were asleep she got out of bed to collect her thoughts, after all, he was the father of her kids and the man whom she once loved dearly.

Pouring herself a glass of wine she settled down by the window sill not being able to control her thoughts which were plagued by him, seeing the look of absolute disdain and disgust on his face made her heart feel like it was stuck in thorns.

The very same eyes that once used to look at her like she held the universe in her eyes.

(6 years ago).

They were both lying in bed cuddled up together while having talks about the future Despite being young they talked about marriage and kids of course y/n brought up the topic "How many kids do you want in the future?" She whispered, chin on his shoulder as he hummed.

"Well I was thinking two, a beautiful girl like her mother and a handsome young gentleman like me" he spoke while smiling as she too couldn't help but smile herself "That sounds perfect, ooh Can we name the boy Seiji? I love the name," she asked hopefully as yuta laughed softly. chest vibrating as she rested her head on it.

"Anything you want my love" he had stated and kissed her forehead, she had gotten up and kissed him, the innocent kiss turning more heated by yuta who just couldn't keep his hands to himself.

"What you say we start making one already" he had joked and she had hit his head "Dream on" she laughed trying to run away but had ended up getting trapped in his muscular arms "noo we're not done cuddling" he had then nuzzled his nose into her face, both ended up falling asleep holding each other.

~

(Present).

Sighing she washed the glass and got in bed with her kids "I wish he could have been there to see you guys grow up like this" she whispered kissing their tiny foreheads as she too let sleep consume her.

Days had gone by, and she had planned everything and made arrangements for the wedding and had done her best at trying to stay neutral around yuta who made her job harder than it was.

He had somehow found ways to sabotage everything she was arranging the flowers. He doesnt like them. the lights? Thinks they should be brighter, the alter? Should be placed in another direction.

She sighed as she held a bunch of fake peonies in her arms trying to get them to the decorators to put them near the back door. "You aren't good at this job, if I had known they'd be picking someone this... Incompetent I would have told them to change the wedding planner" he taunted as she rolled her eyes trying to go past the pool while he stood there with a smirk that made her want to slap him across the face.

"Can you move? I need to go past this way" she whispered as his smirk widened "Oh do you? i'm sorry here" he barely gave her any space as she grunted trying to move past him and the chairs as he rolled his eyes "Yeah well I don't like this either " she hissed as she pushed at his chest as a way of telling him to move which him being the hardass that he was he didn't.

She lost her footing and fell backwards right into the pool as he walked away.

"It's kinda funny how you're known for being on our high school's swim team while I don't know how to swim" she had said laughing as they both sat at the edge of the pool soaking their feet in, "well Why don't I teach you?" He had suggested while she hummed.

"Too slow" he had pushed her in and had jumped in straight after and held her up, keeping her afloat "You're such an ass" she whined hitting his chest as he laughed kissing her "i'm sorry".

His eyes widened when recalled that memory not missing another second he sprinted towards the pool while unbuttoning his coat jacket. Which he discarded while running and jumped straight in. She had stopped thrashing and was sinking to the end of the almost 8-foot-deep pool.

Grabbing her by her waist he swam up when he had gotten out he laid her down on the grass while she gurgled and coughed as she spat out water, she was beyond terrified, not because she wanted to live for herself, but rather for the two little kids that were at daycare at the moment, waiting for the time to be up so they could be picked up by their mother who'd take them to get ice cream.

It terrified her since she knew that she was the only parent they had ever known, and this caused her to feel horrible as a thousand thoughts ran through her mind while the water consumed her body whole, " I haven't even told him" she thought but when she felt him grab her shaking body she was forced out of the trance she was in while all these racing thoughts.

"Y/n!!, Are you okay?" He asked trying to get her attention She stared at his face calming down from her frenzy as she started tearing up, Looking around she saw all the servants and the decorative workers looking at her and she quickly got up.

She grabbed her bag and ran out of the house, She couldn't care less that her clothes were soaking the seats of her car as she drove back to her house, heart hammering she couldn't stop the sobs that raked her body and broke out like a terrible beat of unsteadily loud drums.

After all, it hadn't been like this for them, they were so in love If you had asked either of them about their future they both would have answered the same thing "Everything about my future, I can't picture without him" is what s/he would have said.

Not sure about that now she thought as she put her head against her steering wheel, She remembered that day so well like it was yesterday, she had repeated it over and over again in her head, not being able to forget the way he had looked at her then.

(6 years ago).

His mother had invited her over for dinner which was unexpected since the old woman made it clear that she didn't approve of their relationship.

Y/n sat in front of yuta's mother as she cut into her steak trying to keep her nerves at bay, after all, anxiety wasn't good for the child she was carrying that she wanted to tell her boyfriend about today.

"I'll cut to the case and tell you straight forward, I never really approved of this relationship, plus I can see that he's getting tired of your presence too" words thick with venom the older woman drank her wine as y/n gripped her fork and knife.

"I was a fool thinking that you called me here to apologise for treating me like shit for all these years but I guess some things never change huh, and for your information he loves me he is not tired of me" she seethed as Mrs Nakamoto smiled that devilish smile of hers that made her feel uneasy.

"Aw he loves you?, Are you sure about that? To me, it looks like he'd rather spend time with Jieun than with you" she spoke in a taunting voice as y/ns lips quivered, with both sadness and anger.

"You're lying!!" She yelled slamming the utensils on the table as the older woman wiped her mouth and pouted faking sympathy, Taking a tablet from her assistant she slid it over the table "Look for yourself" she stated as y/n hesitantly took the tablet in her hands.

And what she saw made her heart feel like it was squashed by a rock, for on the tablet were pictures of him with her, the pictures made them look like a couple "The last pic is of them at a jewellery shop" she fake gasped putting a hand up to her lips as y/n's grip on the tablet loosened "oh imagine if it's to get her a ring, I'd love to have her as my daughter in law" she stated.

Reeling back from her chair she stormed out of the house as she let anger cloud her mind and take over her actions, reaching their shared apartment she got in and was faced with a rather angry-looking yuta.

"Oh, you're back already?" He asked voice lacking any emotion She felt her heart fall as she realised the situation"I should be asking you that" she said accusatorily as she scoffed.

"I can't believe you " he yelled as she furrowed her brows "What do you mean?!" She asked calmly as she was practically fuming and she was trying not to lash out in her condition.

"Was I not fucking enough!!?, I gave you everything, my time my love heck I even stood with you when everyone told me you were just using me for money, guess I was a fucking fool" his words were like a slap to the face as she looked at him dumbfounded.

"What the fuck are you on about!?, You think I cheated on you or something!!" she yelled now getting angry How dare he accuse her of something he is the one guilty of

"Don't act dumb, My mother saw you, she saw you with the other guy you've been sneaking off to see" he unlocked his phone to show her the pictures which she looked at confused because they were of her with her cousin's husband, and heck she wasn't even alone with him sora was there with them just not in the pictures.

She wanted to explain that it wasn't what it looked like but all that came out was "What the fuck, she spied on us!!?" She scoffed as yuta looked at her as if she was crazy "You have no shame, does he know you're two-timing him? That youre such a slut opening your legs for every guy-" she cut him off with a harsh slap across the face which sent his face to the other side with the impact, red-faced he turned it around glaring at her with hatred.

Which she mirrored, while she felt more hurt than angry "How dare you ... I- can't believe it I should have known" Laughing incredulously she gripped her hair "You are just like your mother, the apple doesn't fall that far from the tree huh" "DON'T FUCKING TALK ABOUT MY MOTHER LIKE THAT!!" " fuck you" she yelled as hot tears poured down her face.

Storming into their shared room she quickly pulled out her suitcase and took out her clothes which she dumped into it and all her other useful belongings before leaving him.

Not forgetting to look him in the eye as she spoke "hope she makes you feel whole, since apparently, I failed to do so, goodbye yuta" Confused by her words he looked at her, not finding it in himself to call out to her, to beg for her to stay.

~

The whole pregnancy was a weird and lonely experience for the one she thought she'd be experiencing it with wasn't even aware she was carrying his child.

She remembers the way Sora had been there for her and so had jaehyun, her husband and their childhood best friend, the three had been inseparable since they were kids y/n thought of him as the older brother she never had and when he married Sora it was official.

And she was so thankful to them for putting up with her, she had refused to burden her mother by staying at her house, her being too old to stress about her daughter's condition.

Sora and jaehyun welcomed her with open arms and had been there for her throughout the 9 months every checkup she was accompanied by both of them.

And during her first checkup when she found out she was having twins she was beyond terrified taking care of one kid as a single mother was one thing, but taking care of two was beyond compare.

But now she could only laugh at the fact since she wouldn't trade either of them for anything, they were her world.

The day she went into labour was both funny and excruciatingly painful to remember, she had been quietly sitting in the living room, binging random romcoms as jaehyun walked in and sat down beside her.

"Watchu got there" he spoke licking his lips while eying the candy and popcorn on her side as she eyed him warily "Don't even think about it Jeong" she warned taking some popcorn and popping it in her mouth as jaehyun rolled his eyes "don't be such a hoarder, gimme some" "HOARDER?!? Mind your fat ass I'm eating for three, so fuck off and go bother your wife" she smacked him upside the head as he whined.

"Wait is that Sora holding muffins?" He whispered, loud enough for her to catch on as she whipped her head to look behind her which jaehyun took as an opportunity to grab a fistful of popcorn as she gasped.

"You did not.." She whispered staring at him as if he had just kicked a puppy "Oh yeah I did" he spoke with a mouth full of popcorn as she frowned deeply. Suddenly a painful contraction hit which caused her to grip his arm.

"Ow- fine, i'm sorry LET go- oh." His eyes shot up in worry when he heard her breathing pick up "Are. Are you okay?" He asked as she quickly got up.

"Fuck, this hurts" she cried out trying to walk to the nursery of her nephew where she knew Sora would be but halted when she felt liquid go down her legs.

"What's all the commotion about, jaehyun You better not have made her cry again- oh my god honey" Sora quickly rushed to her side as she cried out in pain.

"What the fuck are you looking at, go ready the car you dunce" she yelled at her husband who was standing there panicking "The car, yes!" He yelled rushing out.

As Sora quickly took the baby bag they had prepared for this moment and helped y/n into the car.

"Drop Chan at my mom's, and come to the hospital straight after," she told him as he nodded bidding her goodbye.

When Y/n was rushed inside she kept asking for yuta, god he was all she could think about at that very moment, "sora Please... Call him" she cried as Sora pursed her lips nodding.

"Pick up damn it" she hissed at her phone as the call went straight to voice mail "What is it is he not picking up?!" wailed out y/n as she looked at her cousin desperate.

"No, it keeps going to voicemail" "fucking hell, try his mother tell her to give him the phone" Sora quickly dialled the number and after a few tries she picked it up.

"What is it you, idiotic girl" came the shrill voice of the woman over the phone as Sora greeted her teeth "Where is yuta?!" She asked as the annoying voice laughed mockingly over the phone "At his engagement party, where else" she taunted as Sora yelled "Well tell him to come to the xxx hospital this instant it's y/n shes-" "Oh get over yourselves as if he'd like to see the face of that idiotic girl, don't ever call this number again or i'll have my lawyer on your good for nothing asses" she snarked hanging up on sora's face.

"Is he coming?" She asked staring at the older with a small bit of hope which disappeared seeing the look she received "Oh god!" She wept.

"Honey, I think it's time we take you to the operating room" came her doctor as she kept crying. Not being able to answer Sora nodded at the doctor "It's okay you can start now" and with that, she was wheeled away for the c-section.

When she had woken up the nurse brought in her son who had been crying She outstretched her arms as if on instinct to hold him and soothe his cries.

"Does he have a name yet?' Asked Sora as she looked at her sleeping nephew in her cousin's arms as y/n smiled tiredly yet tenderly "Seiji,.. Seiji Nakamoto" she whispered the baby stirred in her arms making a small noise that caused them to coo at the cuteness.

"Where is my daughter?" She asked the nurse who looked at her sadly which caused her to furrow her brows. "Your daughter, she is in the NICU" Y/n looked at her confused "Why is she there?" She questioned handing a sleeping Seiji to Sora.

"Your daughter when she was born didn't cry so we were doing a series of tests and checkups on her, the doctor found that her heart seems to have a defect" she continued as y/n sucked in a breath feeling lightheaded.

"Wha-what do you mean, I- I was sure both of the babies were healthy, I made sure of it Why" Just then the doctor came in as the nurse explained to him what was happening.

"Ms.kim, you see your daughter has a defect called Coarctation of the aorta a critical congenital heart defect, it's when a part of the aorta is narrower than usual. The defect occurs when a baby’s aorta does not form correctly as the baby grows and develops during pregnancy."

All she could do was cry as she took in the information "Can I see her?" She asked as the doctor tilted his head as if in sympathy "Please?!" She begged as he sighed "Okay, prep her and take her to the NICU nurse Jang" The nurse nodded and helped her off the bed, she was still in recovery from the c-section after all.

When she went to the NICU looking at her baby attached to all these wires made her almost lose her balance as she sobbed at the sight of her "Mommy is sorry for not being able to make your heart properly" she whispered as the nurse looked at her in pity.

"Your name is shiho, and i'll make sure nothing breaks your heart" and with one final look, she went back to her room.

~~

It was the day of the wedding and y/n stood in the garden as it was filled with the chattering of guests as they arrived, greeting Yuta's father and him and congratulating him.

She felt overwhelmed and the fact that she stood here on the sidelines waiting for the wedding to start, to watch the man she still somehow loved swoop another in his arms and say vows to.

She couldn't take it, feeling nauseous She went inside, trying to find the restroom she wandered off, Opening random doors she stumbled into a bedroom, where sat his mother in a wheelchair, looking out the window straight at the altar where her son stood.

Hearing someone walk in she turned around and was faced with her standing there "I-I was just leaving" she stated turning around "No, wait, please" Hearing the pathetic tone of the woman whose voice used to make anyone cower caused her to halt.

"I want to talk" "Well I don't" She once again went ahead, almost out the door but stopped hearing the words that left the woman's mouth "i'm sorry" she cried out as Y/n stormed in, fuming as angry tears stung her eyes.

"You're sorry?!! For what? Huh, for treating me like shit for 4 fucking years, making me feel so fucking small just because I didn't have a father, or enough money to be deserving of your son?!, yeah well it's too late for that"I seethed as if the old frail woman in front of me pursed her lips.

"I didn't know about the kids, I swear whatever I did it was for the good of my son and his future " she cried out as y/n's lips trembled.

"Yeah well your actions caused my kids to grow up without a father, just like their mother, I hope you're fucking happy" Her voice was filled with all the pain she was feeling right now as the woman in front of her could only look down in shame.

After all, it was after 4 whole years did she showed up wanting to meet her grandkids, begging for her to hear her out but y/n's wounds were fresh and she wasn't going to let her rub salt all over them.

She had heard about her accident, and a small part of her thought she deserved it but the part of her raised by her mother that was taught nothing but love and empathy felt awful for thinking so.

Exiting the room she was faced with everyone running around the house "What happened?!" She asked one of the maids "The bride has run away, and we can't seem to find her " Worried she looked at yuta's father whose eyes found hers.

"You!" He bellowed as she looked around pointing to herself confused as he approached her "Please help me out here, and from the looks of her letter she isn't coming back, The garden is filled with guests, and this would be bad for my son's reputation as the new CEO".

"You can't be suggesting, what I think you are suggesting" She laughed incredulously but stopped when she saw the look on his face "Oh you're serious ..." Confused she looked at the older man who took her hands as a way of appealing to her as she pursed her lips.

"That is ridiculous, I can't just marry your son, I mean what if im already married!!" She screeched, her voice getting high-pitched and squeaky as the older looked down at her hands "Are you?" He quirked a brow as she looked away embarrassed.

"No" she answered as he sighed "So please, I- i'll give you anything you want, money, a house ANYTHING just please save my son a lifetime of embarrassment" She was going to decline straight away but the desperation in his eyes and the shake of his voice caused her to give in.

"Oh thank you dear," he gave her hands a thankful squeeze as the maids quickly rushed her into the room Jieun was supposed to be getting ready in.

When yuta looked at the back door of the house open he let out a sigh of relief seeing as the guests had started murmuring amongst themselves, which had caused him to get anxious.

But seeing as she was walking down the aisle beside his father confused him, after all, they weren't that close and the veil was rather heavy, shielding her entire face.

When her soft hand grasped his firm one he found out that the woman in front of him wasn't his fiancè but rather the woman who still owned his heart, his father quickly whispered something to the officiant who furrowed his brows but nodded nonetheless.

There weren't any heartfelt vows exchanged aside from the mandatory ones "Do you nakamoto yuta take Kim y/n as your rightfully wedded wife?" Yuta felt his heart jump hearing that as he felt a lump form in his throat until he felt his best man nudge him.

"I- I do" he managed to let out as the officiant looked at her "Do you kim y/n take Nakamoto Yuta as your rightfully wedded husband?" "I-" she paused staring at his face which was void of any emotion, feeling a whirlwind of emotions she contemplated if she did the shiho could have better treatments that she couldn't afford on her own.

Sucking in a deep breath" I do" she let out shakily as the officiant nodded "I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride" and she felt her heartbeat pick up abruptly.

She was about to make an excuse, anything to get out of this but stopped as her eyebrows jumped up feeling her veil being lifted as yuta's hollow eyes stared right into her shaky ones.

Gently he grabbed her chin and captured her lips in a direct kiss as her heartbeat slowed down, she didn't even realise that she was tearing up until she felt him wipe away the ones that escaped.

Everyone clapped and congratulated the newly married couple as they both thanked them all with fake smiles "When are you going on your honeymoon?" Questioned his friend's wife as she came to congratulate them y/n pursed her lips and looked at him as his grip tightened around her waist, his fingers digging into her flesh as she tried not to show the fact that it hurt.

"Oh, we already have our tickets to our flight to Milan, which is in 2 days" The woman cooed at how romantic that was as y/n nodded along, excusing herself as she went to sit down as his father approached her.

"I don't know how to thank you, really" she sighed looking at him "Well you can start by paying for my daughter's treatment" She gave him a tight-lipped smile as he looked dumbfounded "YOU HAVE A KID?!" He whispered yelling as she rolled her eyes "Yell it out to the whole world why don't you" she hissed as he smiled apologetically.

"I have two kids, twins a boy named Seiji and a girl named shiho" she added smiling softly remembering her kids "Damn, I indirectly got grandkids..." He whispered to himself but she caught it and felt her heart pinch Ohh only if you knew" she sadly smiled looking at her "husband" who was conversing with the guest, stiff as a board, "god doesn't know what to do with that boy, he acts like he's 50" grumbled the old man as he looked at his son.

Y/n snorted "he wasn't always like that" she stated but seeing him whip his head in her direction she widened her eyes " I KNEW IT!!" he yelled triumphantly as she looked at him horrified.

"You do know each other" he wiggled his eyebrows as she stumbled over her words "You're hallucinating-" "I have 55 years of experience on you girl, don't test me" he fixed her with a stare which meant "spill the beans willingly or I will get them spilt somehow, and it will be hella messy" rubbing her forehead she stared at the old man pouting "you guy's are so alike, it's kinda annoying" "oh and so I've been told" he gave her a shit-eating grin as she started telling him about everything, minus the fact that Seiji and shiho were yuta's kids of course.

"Wait, wait... So you're the ex-girlfriend that cheated on him?!?" He gasped out as she bit her lip to stop the exphrastated scream that was building up at the back of her throat.

"Yes?, But for your information, I didn't cheat, I left. he just assumed the worst" she scoffed as the old man looked at her confused "But... My wife told me that you guys broke up due to you cheating-" "Yeah well your wife also made me believe that your son was in love with Jieun and wanted to break up with me".

"That's not- oh oh my god what am I supposed to do with that woman" he sighed avoiding her eyes as she pursed her lips "im so sorry" he whispered as she could only give a strained smile "It's in the past now". " but you- you guys are married" "yeah well, I can already feel a storm coming from his direction, and i'll be waiting for the divorce papers that your son will be arranging to get rid of me" she half-joked as he sighed rubbing his forehead.

"Looks like it's time for the dance for the bride and groom" he whispered to her as she listened to the song playing, Make You Feel My Love by Adele, the very song they once danced to in their shared apartment on a long winter night, both clad in sweaters as they embraced each other, swaying softly.

The very night they shared unspoken promises about a future they weren't so sure of, too in love at the moment to care as they smiled feeling each other's warmth as they stole a few chaste kisses.

Her train of thoughts was interrupted by a hand being extended in front of her face, and she looked at the owner, "People are expecting us to dance" he whispered, in a tone that meant she didn't have much of a choice, looking at his father who gestured for her to take his hand she shakily grasped it.

His grip not being soft to calm her nerves down, unlike all those years ago the embrace wasn't warm, and the man in front of her wasn't whispering sweet nothings into her ear as he swayed her gently.

"What are you pulling hmm" he whispered against her ear, his hot breath fanning it as she felt shivers go down her spine, gulping she looked him in the eye "What are you thinking? For someone whose bride ran away, you sure are being a stubborn git" she gritted out as her arms around his neck tightened.

He smirked, not the slightest bit amused "How much is he paying you? im sure it must be a hefty sum for you to agree to be tied down like this, after all, you aren't the loyal type" he taunted as she felt her blood start to boil at his audacity.

"Hah!, So you do know how insufferable you are, of course, Your daddy dearest offered me a lot just for me to put on a show tonight" she purred bringing her face dangerously close to his as his smile faltered a little as he felt his neck get hot.

"Oh, would you look at that, the song is over, i'll get myself a drink now, later, husband~" Pecking his cheek she walked away straight towards a server holding the champagne glasses, as yuta stood there both turned on and angry as he watched her walk away from him.

"Yeah no wonder you never introduced your fiancè to us, she's so mother" whispered a tipsy Johnny as he swung his arm around yuta who fixed him with a glare which at the sight of him, he pinched his lips together and walked away.

"Kim, y/n you are treading dangerous waters" he mumbled, A smack at the back of his head caused him to hiss turning around to yell at the culprit, probably cussing them out to blow off the steam he was feeling on the inside.

"Oh spare the poor girl, she's just doing what I asked her to do, You should be grateful to her, not act like a barbarian. Interrogating her like that " he berated as yuta's stoic expression didn't falter, but hardened even more "You seriously trusted this girl enough to present her as my bride?!" he whispered and yelled as his father rolled his eyes rather sassily.

"Don't play with me boy, i'm not the one, I know of your history together. The past is in the past I feel like you both have a lot to talk about, maybe some truths to unveil, besides that don't act like you still don't have feelings for her, and from the looks of it, so does she" all yuta could do was listen as his father talked, after all, he respected his father a great deal.

It was later that evening when all the guests had left y/n had found herself standing in the middle of the huge manor, beneath the magnificent chandelier that looked like it could crush a dozen people in a heartbeat.

"Are you going to stand there looking like an idiot the whole night?" Came yuta's booming voice as he came down the stairs, now in a pair of sweats, most probably to get himself something to drink after a long day.

"Well you can't really expect me to prance around in this god-awful dress as if I know my way around" she hissed as he snorted obnoxiously "Ah right, I forgot you don't belong, here, don't worry you'll leave as soon as my attorney gets our divorce finalized " he spoke, words flowing out of his mouth as if he didn't really care if they did any damage, or maybe he was doing it to hurt her.

He did, the fact that he could barely stand the thought of having her as his wife felt like she had been stabbed and had bled out of all her worth, his words causing her heart to shut down as her mind went into protection mode.

"I need clothes," she told him as he finished his glass of scotch slamming it down on the counter he looked at her up and down, then swiftly turned around to go up the stairs, "Are you coming or not?!" He yelled over his shoulder as she ground her teeth from irritation.

Following him up the stairs she was faced with a long hallway at the end laid his room, stepping in he went straight towards his walk-in closet as she tried not to gape at the size of it "Here" he tossed her a random Tshirt and sweatpants, hitting her in the face.

"Real mature Nakamoto" She rolled her eyes as he gave her a shit-eating grin, similar to his father as she rolled her eyes "This dress has a really low zipper help me with it if you're gonna just stand there" without another word exchanged he approached her back.

Gliding his hand down her back, along her spine she sucked in a shaky breath causing him to smile slightly as he bought down the zipper torturously slow causing goosebumps along her body.

When the zipper was down she held her dress from the front in case it was going to fall off "What?! Turn around" she barked as she felt his eyes over her body, drilling holes "Awh, insecure?" He taunted as she seethed letting go of her dress as it pooled at her feet.

If he was surprised he didn't dare let it show as he gulped the building lump in his throat, quickly grabbing the sweatpants she wore, She turned around to pick up the shirt.

When she picked it up she started pulling it over her head "What is that!?" He yelled approaching her as she looked at him confused as she continued to wear the shirt until she felt him lift it to reveal her stomach.

"That scar, what the fuck is that and where did you get it!?" He questioned as she pushed him away "It's none of your business" she hissed as he scoffed "Right, I forgot you don't deserve people caring for you" Trying not to cry she bit her lip.

"Where am I supposed to sleep?" She asked trying to keep her voice from trembling as he looked at her figure clad in his clothes, which still seemed to affect him as he resisted the urge to grab her by the neck and kiss her hard until she was begging for him.

"The room beside mine" he mumbled waving her off as she didn't spare another second in his room, Walking out she went straight to the room beside his and sat down on the bed, just when her phone rang.

"Mommy!!" Yelled an excited seiji bringing a smile to y/ns face and replacing the sour expression on her face "What are you doing awake bub" she whispered as he pouted "shiho was annoying and wouldn't stop crying over every little thing" he whined pushing his face close to the camera as she cooed.

"Where is your sister now? "Asleep, she was having pain where her heart is" he spoke sadly, feeling his twin's pain as she felt herself go into panic "Chest pain? How bad was it? Give the phone to your grandma Bub" His tiny feet padding against the wooden floor of her mother's house could be heard from across the phone as she waited.

"Y/n, I heard the news ... Are you okay?" I'm okay ma, how is shiho, seiji told me she was in pain?" "She's better now I asked my neighbour Mrs Shin who's a doctor as you know, and she told me it was just because she was worrying herself so I gave her the pain meds you gave her and she's sound asleep now, Are you okay?" Giving her mother a small smile she nodded.

"Lemme talk to her granma" fussed Seiji causing the woman to chuckle as he took the phone "Mommy I made pizza with Aunt Sora today!" "Really? Did you save me some" he smiled sheepishly at the camera as Y/n fake pouted "Don't be sad Mommy i'll make a whole pizza just for you!" He spoke promisingly as she smiled softly.

A yawn broke out of his small mouth as she couldn't help but coo at him "Go to sleep bubs" he rubbed his eyes nodding "Goodnight Mommy, I love you" "I love you too" he ended the call as she waved.

"Wow didn't think the word love was in your vocabulary" came yuta's mocking voice as she pinched her eyebrows "It's too late for your bullshit, go sleep or drink to your fake ego' she hissed as he gritted his teeth.

" don't be such a priss" Gaping looked at him "Does he know how unloyal you are? That love doesn't mean shit to you" he barked "You don't know shit okay!" "Oh but I do know you, you're a materialistic bitch who's so selfish she'd choose money over love" "Take that back!!" She hissed as tears gathered in her eyes.

"The truth hurts doesn't it" "No wonder Jieun ran away heck any sane woman would, you're unbearably suffocating to be around" she laughed incredulously "HOW DARE YOU!!" He yelled "HOW DARE I?!!, no, HOW DARE YOU" she yelled as the tears she had been holding in started streaming down her reddening face "HOW DARE YOU, you- you act like you're such a perfect person when you can't even fight to keep the people you love in your life, you're just so unbelievably fake, it's pitiful, I feel bad for you. No wonder your mother felt like she had to set a path for you, heck she even chose the woman for you to marry, but you screwed it up too" she pouted faking sympathy as her frown deepened.

"You- you didn't even take one moment to consider that maybe it wasn't true, that I love you, gosh I wish you fought for me, for us, yuta All you had to do was ask!!" She broke down as his eyes softened, he tried to approach her but halted when she raised her hand signalling for him to stand there.

She picked up her ringing phone and brought it to her ear "Y/N honey!!, It's Shiho...GOD she- I went to put Seiji to sleep and to check up on her in case she was running a fever and she was barely breathing!!" "MOM!! what!?, Can you calm down and tell me what happened to shiho?" She whisper yelled trying to stay calm as her mother sobbed on the other line "i'm at the xxx hospital, they rushed her into the emergency room- please hurry Seiji won't stop crying" The call ended abruptly "Mom!?, MOM" she yelled.

"Oh god!!" Frantic she looked around the room, spotting her purse she took it and wore her shoes She tried to run out of the room but stopped as yuta grabbed her arm "Woah woah woah, where are you going in this state What happened!?" He asked in a softer tone than before seeing her panicked state.

"My- ... Our daughter she's at the hospital GOD yuta I have to go" she wailed as his grip on her arm loosened "Our... daughter?" He trailed off in question as she looked at him desperately.

Deciding to drop it he nodded "Let's go" Without question she let him take her to the hospital, The car ride was silent, she was silently crying the whole way while a thousand questions were running through yuta's mind.

When they reached the hospital she rushed in, going to the receptionist She asked "Nakamoto shiho, where is she-" "She's in room 503" replied the receptionist "And your relation to her?" "I'm her mother' With that she ran to get to her daughter.

Yuta stood there trying to process the bomb that had just been dropped on him "Nakamoto shiho...." He felt his heart squeeze painfully as he didn't know how to feel.

When y/n reached the floor she went towards the room stopping as she faced her mother who was trying to calm down a crying Seiji "MOMMY!" he yelled as he threw himself into his mother's arms sobbing uncontrollably.

Yuta finally got out of the elevator and was faced with the sight of Seiji crying in your arms as you were trying to calm him down "is shiho gonna die?" He asked while sniffling as his mother sobbed shaking her head as she kissed his forehead wiping his tears.

"No no, she's a strong girl you know, just like her brother, She'll be all better and we'll finally go on that trip you both wanted to go to" she promised as he stopped shaking.

Yuta felt his heart tug at the sight of the little boy who looked like a perfect mixture of him and you, Seiji pulled away to stand next to his grandmother as Y/n went to the approaching doctor to discuss her daughter's condition.

Seiji peeked from beside his grandmother at yuta who was already looking at him, slowly The young boy approached him "You're him" he stated looking up at the man towering over him.

Curious yuta bent down to be at eye level with Seiji "And who do you think I am?" He inquired softly while drinking in  the sight of the smaller boy who was looking up at him with a deep frown etched onto his face.

"You're my dad, I know because every time I saw mommy cry she had your picture in her phone. She doesn't keep any man's photo" he stated as a matter of fact as yuta felt winded.

This little boy spoke like he was in his 20s, maybe he was more of a man than he was, standing up for the ones he loved, At least he got that from his mother.

"I am" he spoke, more to himself than to Seiji who looked at him angrily "Why did you not call my mommy, You made her sad" he spoke with such anger that he felt small under the little boy's gaze.

"I was an idiot, I took your mother for granted, but i'm willing to make up for the lost time," he spoke determinedly Seiji's frown dropped as he looked at his father with starry eyes.

"You will!?" He gushed "Even if it takes me a lifetime" he stated as Seiji threw his arms around yuta who held him securely, he felt all sorts of emotions all at once, peace, contentment, sadness and love.

Love for this little boy he had never met nor knew the existence of a few hours prior, oh he was confused yet delighted, walking with Seiji in his arms he approached a rather upset y/n who was close to lashing out at the doctor.

"What do you mean the catheter needs to be changed ?, She just got it changed 2 months ago, " "i'm sorry Ms.Kim but the catheter we installed isn't working well for her, Pay the amount so we can start the surgery".

Frustrated she gripped her hair as yuta approached her "What's wrong" he asked as she looked at him, red eyes filled with tears "They want to change the catheter even though they did it 2 months ago, I- saved up for that catheter god where am I supposed to get the money-" "what do you mean where" he asked confused as she looked at him baffled "hold him" handing Seiji over to her he stalked over to the doctor "i'll be paying for her treatment whatever she needs, make sure she's situated in the best room this hospital has to offer" "and who might you be?" Questioned the doctor eying him oddly.

"Nakamoto yuta, her father" The doctor visibly paled as he nodded ushering the residents and nurses along to rush the girl into surgery.

Y/n couldn't help but pace around in worry as yuta watched silently, Seiji had gone home with his grandmother when Sora had arrived, "You're gonna tire yourself out, quit pacing around" spoke Sora as she held the girl by her arm as she looked at her "you can't keep pacing around it's a 3-hour long surgery" she stated as y/n sighed nodding.

She sat down as yuta stood against the wall, Sora went to call jaehyun about their son, leaving a fidgety yuta and an angry y/n alone. yuta opened his mouth "SAVE IT!" she hissed as he pursed his lips looking at her eyes filled with guilt and worry "If you had just listened IF YOU HADN'T JUMPED TO CONCLUSIONS i- if you hadn't put me through so much pain throughout my entire pregnancy my daughter would have been healthy!" She hissed as he tried to calm her down.

"Y/n please, calm down you're going to pass out at this rate" he whispered trying to reach for her as she held up her hand "Don't act as if you care, for fucks sake when I was giving birth I still tried to call you, I wanted you to be in their lives even if we weren't together but you were too busy throwing a party after proposing to jieun!" She yelled enraged.

All he could do was listen as she talked, "I was the one who was there for my kids, not you! I was there when shiho was diagnosed, I was there for her monthly doctor's visits, and I was there when Seiji wanted to join an Academy for Soccor you told me YOU promised me that if we ever had kids you'd be there for me and them and YOU WERE NOT THERE" she wailed as he quickly hugged her cradling her head as she shook with violent sobs.

"I was so alone" she whispered against his chest as he couldn't stop the tears that escaped his eyes "I am so sorry, i'm so sorry my love, please don't cry, not over me please i'm not worth crying over, i'll do everything I can to make sure shiho is better okay, she'll be on the top priorities of the donor's list, i'll make sure you and the kids go on the trip whether it's with or without me just. Please don't cry" he hushed her as she stopped shaking.

After a while when he was sure she was better and Sora had come back, he excused himself to go back home for an urgent matter

Barging into his mother's room he found her sitting and reading a book, being a terrible insomniac caused her to stay awake for odd hours until she was too exhausted to keep her eyes open.

"Why did you do it" he calmly said as she took off her glasses and put her book aside, "What do you mean?, What happened" she asked confused as he gritted his teeth together.

"Why did you play such a cruel game with me and y/n I- I could have been there for her and my kids" he spoke hurt and guilty as his mother's eyes became teary seeing her son in so much pain.

"Why!! WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME MOM" he yelled hurt and betrayed as his mother sobbed "I'm so sorry" "My daughter is going through surgery right now, I could have been there for her from the start making sure she was the closest thing to being fully healthy there is!!" He sounded so defeated.

His mother looked away ashamed "I thought what I was doing was the best thing! I- you're my only child I was consumed by greed of having to shape everything about your life to the point I didn't realise I was ruining it for you instead! i'm so sorry" she cried out as he couldn't find it in himself to look at his mother.

"Yeah well you're right about ruining my life" he bitterly smiled as he left her room, bumping into his father who had heard it all, he looked at his father's worried gaze for a second before exiting.

When he went back to the hospital he didn't waste a second being by her side as she was alone due to Sora having to leave. Unknowingly she rested her head against his shoulder as he held her hand, rubbing reassuring circles on it.

20 or so minutes later the doctors came out as they both got up "How is she doc?" Questioned y/n, still holding his hand that tightened in hers. "She's a strong miracle girl, the surgery went well and we were able to successfully take out the catheter that was causing her discomfort and replace it with a new one, we're moving her to a private room now per her father's request" he smiled patting yuta's shoulder as he left.

She exhaled shakily as she tried not to collapse on the floor, Thankfully yuta was there to hug her close as she breathed in his scent, the same mixture of body wash and cologne he used back then due to them being gifts from her.

The next day when shiho woke up she was greeted by her mother's face which lit up at the sight of her small smile a rather excited Seiji barged into the room, "Dad and I bought shiho so many raccoon-themed things, and a wife for her raccoon plushie" he gushed as yuta walked in running behind him.

"Woah, goodness those short legs sure can run" he panted as y/n tried not to smile at the sight of the two, Seiji already being open to yuta was something she didn't bother trying to understand, "You're just old" teased Seiji as yuta huffed "oh i'll show you old!" He said as he swooped Seiji off his feet, "Noo" he giggled as Y/n laughed.

"Look who's awake Ji" Seiji's smile widened as he approached his sister, Putting her new raccoon plush beside her old one he softly kissed her cheek "That tickles" she giggled as he did it again "I love you Shi," he told her as she smiled wide "I love you to ji" and the parents couldn't help but coo at the soft display of affection.

"Can I talk to you for a moment?" He gestured for her to walk outside the door, following after him she stood in front of him as he fidgeted with his cufflinks, "I don't know where to start, I- know I messed up so much, I was blinded she's my mother you know. I always trusted her blindly maybe thats why I couldn't even find it in myself to even for a second think that she might have lied" Inhaling he looked at her emotionless face he continued.

"To be honest I was gonna propose, jieun had been helping me look for rings, and I wanted it to be perfect, I spent days looking for the perfect ring, and when I did Mom just dropped that bomb on me- I know me being anxious and insecure isn't an excuse but please if it takes me the rest of my life to make up for the lost time i'm more than willing i-" he got down on one knee as she looked at him both surprised and touched.

"I know we're already married, that our wedding wasn't filled with the passion it was originally supposed to have. Despite all that I want you to wear the ring I've kept all these years with the thought that if you came back I wouldn't care about what happened and was more than willing to spend the rest of my life with you one-sided or not I would have done it, that's how crazy I am about you, please my love give me a chance to be the father shiho and seiji deserve, and the husband you deserve" he finished off eyes glossy with tears, a small crowd of hospital staff had formed.

Y/n looked into his glossy eyes as hers welled up with tears "You're such an idiot" she whispered as he looked at her, they communicated through their eyes as he smiled taking her hand and sliding the ring onto her finger, it fit perfectly as  said.

"Oh thank you" he whisper-shouted picking her up as the crowd clapped, "I love you so much" he stated as she smiled pecking his lips "I love you, I always have" She smiled "OHMYGOD, I DIDN'T JUST MISS MY CHANCE OF SEEING THE GREAT NAKAMOTO YUTA ON HIS KNEES?" came sora's loud voice as jaehyun and y/ns mother followed after her.

"Haha, very funny snotty" he stuck his tongue out at Sora who gave him a middle finger, they were well acquainted. "You must be jaehyun" he spoke bashfully as jaehyun smiled his usual dimpled smile "Yup, i'm the supposed man she cheated on you with," he said while smiling, but his tone carried a warning meaning "Do that shit again and i'll have your head" all yuta could do was smile and shake his hand that gripped his rather hard.

(2 years later)

Sora stood in the kitchen helping y/n make dinner "Genuine question, what happened to make him grovel you know" she asked gesturing towards her baby bump.

"The man has his ways, he can be very convincing" She grinned sleazily as Sora made a disgusted face "Gross, keep that information to yourself" she scoffed as y/n rolled her eyes at her dramatic ass.

"Do you all have a package deal with the kids or what, You're having twins, AGAIN" she inquired as y/n laughed "Is the booger monster bothering you, my queen?" Questioned Yuta as he came to stand beside her, instinctively putting his arms around her stomach as she couldn't help but smile.

"You!!, Out of the kitchen before I light you on fire like a firecracker" she hissed pointing the ladle in his face as he blew a raspberry "She's mean" he stated as Y/n laughed at their bickering, jaehyun came in dressed in a pink tutu and glittery eye makeup.

"What drag show do you perform at?" Asked y/n seriously trying not to laugh, but hearing yuta and Sora cackle like hyenas caused her to laugh too "Oh, that's a good one" Sora cried wiping her eyes as yuta held his stomach.

"WHY DOES HE GET TO BE THE KNIGHT, WHY AM I THE PRINCESS" whined jaehyun stomping his feet as Sora tried to catch her breath "Hush princess, go back to your tea party" stated Sora shooing him away "Princess Jaeya, knight yuyu" came the voice of shiho as jaehyun was dragged back inside by an overly enthusiastic yuta.

Y/n and Sora looked at each other and laughed "idiots" they snickered.

The end .

#kpopimagines #nct imagines #nct x reader #nct #nct127 #nakamoto yuta x reader

[leviackermanscleaningbuddy]

JESSSSS! JESSSS!JEESSSSSS!

I HAVE AN EXTREMELY IMPORTANT THOUGHT!!

The pack share a secret stuffed duck that is a comfort duck hidden from Chan. The duck gets rotated through the weeks or if someone is having a bad day they automatically get the duck. Now what special about the duck is that it’s 1) refreshed weekly with a little bottle of Chan’s cologne that has to travel with said duck and 2)it has one of those voice recording messages inside of it that sings the rubber ducky song Chan loves. (I took literally a 15 minute break while writing you this cause I got sucked into how cute this man is)

The pack has done a great job of keeping it to themselves until someone has to go away. I’m imagining Minho has to go somewhere else in Korea for a dance workshop so the pack is gonna go see him off at the train station. Halfway there Innie starts freaking out demanding them turn around.

“Channie hyung you don’t understand. I messed up and forgot to place something back into Minho hyungs suitcase. We have to go back.”

See Minho, who normally passes over his turn for the duck, packed it away for himself last night. But Innie had a rough day and class and lent it over under the grounds he would slip it back in before they left.

“You didn’t put Quackles back in?!” Cue death stare from Minho. “The baby’s right, we have to go back Chan. I can get another train if I miss this one.”

So after going to retrieve Quackles, Chan starts asking questions and poking/teasing at them all HEAVILY.

“So when did Quackles even join our pack? Who’s idea was he?”

“It was Noonas idea when she left for her trip to America.” Han fesses up

“Listen I left my favorite hoodie back home for you. I need a piece of you with me because of my generosity.”

“You mean you left me my own hoodie!!”

Nikki

OMG QUACKLES

SIR QUACKLES

WELCOME TO THE PACK LITTLE GENTLEMAN SIR

(I imagine he looks like this and Jisung won him at one of those stupid booths at the arcade for like way too many tickets.)

#skz #stray kids #stay #ot8 #skz!pack #inbox #reply #ask #moots #mutuals #anon #anonymous #sweet nonnie #nikki #my submissions #submission #quackles

[snackles-maniacals]

when are you writing a real quackles fic?

don't tempt me anon

Royalty au where we arrange marriage for peace between two kingdoms

#how i met your queen was very much real #staph putting ideas in my head anon #ask #anon #the quackles #i don't think I can write ao3 fic about this :/ #but for now you can enjoy those two paragraphs of how I met your queen

[hellogirlslikegirlslikeboysdo]

The 3 times the breadwinners avoided dealing with loaf and the one time they failed

Fandom: Breadwinners

Pairings: Swayduece, Buhdeuce x Himself, and one-sided Jenny x Sway Sway

Status: Discontinued :/

Summary: The first time was when Buhdeuce ate the love loaf.

“Sorry things didn’t work out, babe.”

Sway Sway practically jumped at Buhdeuce’s comment before he snapped his head in Buhdeuce’s direction. Whoops. Guess he must’ve gotten too wrapped up in his melancholy musings over his failed attempt to get Jenny to like him to notice Buhdeuce talking to him. He gave the duck a smile. “Oh, don’t worry about me. I’ll get her next time. And if I don’t, I’ll deal with my emotions like a mature responsible adult by locking myself in a small room and sobbing uncontrola-”

“I wasn’t talking to you.”

Wait, what? Sway Sway tilted his head in confusion before swerving the rocket van back in the right direction to the swamp pad, not wanting to deal with Rambamboo yelling at them for crashing. No one else was in the van except them so who could he be talkin-

He caught a glance of his front view mirror only to find Buhdeuce (poorly, though it wasn’t like it mattered) sweet-talking the reflection in the side view mirror that fell off the van earlier that day. Oh, right. That. He softly chuckled and shook his head at himself. Man, his recent rejection must have had him spacing out hard if he didn’t question his best bap calling him babe, though the weirdly familiar slight sting accompanying his acknowledgment of this fact made his smile falter a bit. Weird. No big deal though. He’d just summon the breadmaker to ask him how to reverse the love loaf effects tomorrow afternoon and his bbfl would be rika-rika-right as rain before he could recite the Breadwinner’s motto.

Buhdeuce gasped over-dramatically. “How could you, Sway Sway? Me and myself love each other more than anyone else in all of Pondgaea! I can’t believe you would want to take that away from us.” he huffed, holding the mirror close to his chest as if trying to protect his reflection.

Ah crummers, did he say that out loud? Must not ha- Wait, more than anyone?! Oh, he was so calling the breadmaker first thing tomorrow!

“That’s quazy talk, I love you way more than that!” he cried, locking his eyes on the road while fighting off the urge to slap his hand over his mouth, since he was still driving, by digging his nails into the plastic ends of the levers. Hard. Jeez, why did that feel like it held more weight to it than usual?

“Not that kind of love, silly goose.” Buhdeuce sighed, albeit while donning a playful smile while slightly giggling. Right. Of course. He meant platonically. Anything else would be riduckulous (there was that weird sting he swore he recognized again), after all. And that’s what Sway Sway meant too, obviously!

He shut out the voice in the back of his head accusing him of lying and focused on getting home asap. The strange and partially tense atmosphere haunting the rocket van was really too much to deal with that day, especially with how his pitiful failed attempt to woo Jenny left him.

After throwing the van keys onto the couch and muttering a quick “hey girl” to Jelly, Sway Sway immediately ran a hand through his feathers while reaching for his hat to yank it off his head, more than ready to sleep away his (hella freaky, since Jenny ignoring him certainly wasn't anything special) emotional exhaustion.

“I swear, even the stars can’t shine as bright as you!”

If Sway Sway had rolled his eyes any harder than he did then, they would’ve fallen out of his head. Christ, did his Deucer pull that line out of a hallmark movie? He resisted the urge to gag and whoa wait where “his Deucer” come fro-

“I don’t think there’s anyone in the whole world that means more to me than you, me.”

...oucheewawa that stung.

He was calling the breadmaker tonight. No way he was spending anymore time with his Buhdeuce (there it was again!) spouting quazy nonsense like that! No ducking way! As a matter of fact, as soon as he dried off the tears sliding down his cheeks, he was gonna march right up to that duck and giving him what fo-

...wait, tears?

He swiped a hand under his right eye and, sure enough, it’s feathers had dampened. “What on Pondgaea?” he muttered.

“You say some’m, bap?” questioned Buhdeuce, not looking up from his reflection and continuing to shoot it a love-struck grin, hearts in his eyes.

Oh, now he acknowledges his existence.

“Uh, yeah. Can I get that mirror? I wanna hook it back up to the rocket van.” Sway really just wanted to get his bap’s mind off of his newfound attraction to himself (though he really couldn’t perfectly pin down the reason why, no matter how much he racked his small brain) but he didn't exactly know how to put that into words.

Buhdeuce crossed his arms over the reflector and whined. “Can’t you get Ketta to do it?” He pouted, earning a forced smile from his bap and a “Yep, and I’m sure she'd appreciate some extra parts to work with.” spoken through gritted teeth. After reluctantly forking it over while simultaneously scanning the room in vain for another reflective surface, Buhdeuce threw himself onto his nest and slid underneath the covers while Sway Sway strolled back outside, wiping off the oily kiss stains his partner (why did that term feel like it had a double meaning all of a sudden???) left on the mirror and, consequently, gripping it so hard with his other hand that by the time he made it to the garage, it left its own imprints.

He groaned in frustration and slammed his head into the warm glass while walking. What was up with him tonight? He was never this possessive of his bap, especially when it came to romance! And what was the “his Buhdeuce” and the sudden crying? He was always calm and level-headed!

...Okay, so maybe that wasn’t always true. Or even mostly. And yeah, ok, he was kind’ve a bit over-emotional all the time sometimes, but it was never to this extent! And it was normally just overwhelming joy and excessive hyperactivity. He rarely did any of this stuff, the only instance in recent memory being when that douche-bag Hotshot swept Jenny off her feet at the talent sh…wait.

…

“...oh, crummers.”

#breadwinners #swaydeuce #fanfiction #nickelodeon #love potion #creative writing #writers on tumblr #fanfic #sway sway #buhdeuce #jenny quackles #breadwinners fanfiction #angst #discontinued #canon compliant #crush #realization #pining #jenny x sway sway #fic #5 + 1 #5 + 1 things #5 + 1 fic #writers of tumblr

[queenxxxsupreme]

Super tiny idea: A fic where Lambert's SO notices he's being unnecessarily harsh on Ciri so they decide to difuse the tension by initiating and impromptu snowball fight, which Lambert loses so he has to apologize for being too much of a dick yaay :D

A/N: I just love writing for Lambchop :) I hope you like this! I added a bit more to it and I'm not 100% sure how I feel about it but I think it turned out cute.

***

You watched from atop one of the ramparts as the young girl swung her sword at a straw dummy. Though the sword had fallen from her grasp numerous times, and she had even slipped in the snow twice, Cirilla still remained persistent. She’d pick the sword up or pick herself off of the ground and continue slashing at the dummy.

“How long has she been out here?”

You turned your head to see Lambert approaching you.

“Nearly four hours.”

“She’s a dim one, isn’t she?” He crossed his arms as he came to stand next to you.

“I hardly think you have any room to label anyone as dim.” You held Lambert’s gaze for a few moments before looking back to Ciri. “You’re the same man who thought until three years ago that baby ducks were called quacklings.”

“I have my moments, Y/N, but have you heard her? She wants to be a witcher! What kind of foolish nonsense has Geralt put into her head?”

“Geralt hasn’t put anything into her head, my love. She’s just upset because she’s been through something she had no control over. She wants some sort of control.”

“And becoming a mutant bastard will give her that control?” Lambert crooked a brow at you.

“Learning to fight, to defend herself, that is what will give her the control she needs.”

“You sound so sure of yourself.”

“I’ve been in her shoes before.” You absentmindedly rubbed the back of your right hand.

Lambert noticed, his eyes flickering down to your hand. There was a scar there that you always rubbed when something bothered you, when you were thinking too much, or when something was on your mind. Or when you were bored and needed to keep your hands busy, when Lambert had gotten on your very last nerve and you were so frustrated with him that you clenched your hands so tightly that the scar had started to hurt.

You rubbed that scar a lot and for many reasons.

“She just needs guidance.”

“And I’m sure Geralt’s the best guidance she could be graced with.” Lambert snorted.

“Sometimes the best isn’t what we need.” You gave him a little smile.

“You sound like Vesemir.” He rolled his eyes.

Ciri let out a frustrated cry, cursing at the sky as she swung the sword above her head and then swung at the dummy.

“Go help her, please.” You told Lambert. He sighed heavily, irritated with your request.

As he started to step away from you, you placed your hand on his arm.

“Remember, Lambert, she’s been through a lot. Just be kind to her.”

“Kind is my middle name.”

The witcher stepped off of the rampart, landing nearly ten feet below on the ground.

Upon hearing the thud of Lambert’s feet meeting the frozen ground, Ciri turned to face him.

You pulled your cloak tightly around yourself to keep the cold out.

“Haven’t you had enough for today, princess?” Lambert approached her.

She didn’t answer him. Instead, the girl chose to scowl at the witcher. She was in no mood for his jokes and bantering.

“You’re holding too far down on the hilt.” He told her, drawing his own sword so he could demonstrate. “If you hold too far down or too high up, the balance will be off. You’ll drop it every time you hit your target.”

You watched as he showed her how to hold the sword.

“Y/N?” Coen spoke from your left. You turned your head to see the witcher walking towards you. “Vesemir needs your help in the laboratory.”

You nodded your head, casting a glance in Lambert’s direction.

He had heard Coen even though he was far away. Your eyes met and he nodded his head once, acknowledging that you would be leaving.

***

When you returned to the training area, you found Ciri angrily fighting with the dummy while Lambert stood and coached her on. Coached was probably the wrong word to use.

“You should’ve stayed in your castle, princess!” He shouted at her. “Little girls like you aren’t meant to be witchers.”

You should have known better than to leave him with her.

As you began to approach the witcher and the princess, an idea came to mind. There was a good amount of snow on the ground, and you needed something to lighten the tension in the air, to make everyone feel a bit better, at least until you could get Lambert alone.

You scooped up a handful of snow and made it into a ball before throwing it straight at Lambert. It hit the back of his head and broke. Pieces of snow fell down the back of his shirt while some of it stayed in his red curls. He yelped and jumped, spinning around to look at you.

You quickly moved to make another snowball.

“What the hell are you doing, woman!”

“Ciri, give me a hand!” You laughed as you threw the snowball at Lambert. This time he had enough time to dodge your snowball.

“Oh, you’re in for it now!" Lambert scooped up two big handfuls of snow and mashed them together to form a snowball.

You picked up the skirts to your dress as you hurried to try to find cover. Luckily as Lambert was throwing his snowball, Ciri had thrown one and caused it to hit him. In return, that made him mess up where he threw it. It landed a few feet away from you.

A snowball fight ensued with you and Ciri on one side and Lambert on another. You thought for sure that you and Ciri would lose against him, but surprisingly you both worked very well together.

Soon, snow was stuck to Lambert's red hair and beard, and he was holding his hands up in defeat.

You laughed as you and Cirilla approached him.

“Good job, Ciri.” You praised. “Go inside and warm up. Geralt won’t be happy if you get frostbite on your fingers.”

She nodded, grinning from ear to ear as she passed Lambert.

“I was trying to work with her, you know.” He told you, placing his hands on his hips.

“You were bullying that child.” The smile fell from your lips as you looked up at him. “Go inside and apologize to her.”

“What? Like hell I will!” He furrowed his brows.

You started to make your way to the doors to Kaer Morhen, brushing the snow off of your cloak.

“If you don’t apologize to her, Lambert, then I will not talk to you.”

“Bullshit! For how long?”

“Until you do apologize.”

“That’s fucking shit, woman!”

“What’s shit is you telling her she should have stayed in her castle.” You stopped and turned to face him. “You know what happened to Cintra.”

“I was just working her, bug.” Lambert’s tone softened. He wiped his hand over his beard to get the excess snow off. “Trying to make her practice better.”

“That’s not how you make a child practice better, Lambert. That’s how you traumatize them.” You shook your head. “Can’t you see that’s what happened to you and your brothers?”

“We turned out just fine!”

“You lot turned into a bunch of pricks.” You disagreed. “Anyways, my love, when you’ve decided to apologize to her, let me know. Otherwise, I’ll be staying with Triss.”

“With Merigold!”

You waved over your shoulder as you walked away from Lambert.

***

Later on that night as you settled down to eat dinner, Ciri chose to sit across from you. Geralt sat next to you.

“How did you get those scars?” Ciri asked, nodding to your right hand. She was timid when she asked, her voice quiet and her eyes hesitant to meet yours. It seemed as though everyone in the keep had scars.

You pulled the sleeve to your dress back to better show her the scars that trailed up your right arm.

“They’re from a long time ago.” You answered with a little smile. “My village was attacked by a bunch of bandits. I was one of the few to make it out alive. Vesemir saved me, actually.”

“He did?”

“Brought me back here to Kaer Morhen and raised me like I was his own.”

“Were you raised as a witcher too?”

“Gods no.” You smiled a little. “He taught me alchemy and the knowledge side of being a witcher…. But it was not in my destiny to be a witcher.”

Ciri nodded her head softly.

Something moving behind you caught her attention.

You glanced over your shoulder to see Lambert approaching the table. He cleared his throat, brushing a hand through his red curly hair.

“Can I speak to you for a moment, Ciri?”

She nodded and began to stand up.

“I think it’d be alright if you stay right where you are, Ciri.” You told her.

Lambert glared at the back of your head, cursing you up and down.

“Did you not just hear what I asked her, woman?”

“I heard you plenty, my love.” You hummed as you lifted a glass of wine to your lips. You turned your head to meet his gaze, raising a brow at him. “Did you hear me?”

He cursed under his breath, displeased with how you always got your way with him.

“Sorry, princess.”

“That was rather pitiful, wasn’t it?” You looked at Ciri, scrunching your nose up a little.

"I think so."

“For fuck’s sake! I’m sorry for how I was earlier, princess!”

Ciri grinned as she looked up at the witcher.

"Cirilla." Geralt said her name. He thought the scene was amusing as well, but he knew Lambert would only play along for so long before losing his patience.

Ciri cleared her throat and straightened her posture.

“Apology accepted, Lambert.”

“Would you like to sit with us and eat, love?” You asked him, reaching back to brush your hand over his arm. “Go grab yourself a bowl of soup and come sit.”

He grumbled something incoherent under his breath but agreed.

As he walked away, Ciri followed him with her gaze.

“What was that about?” Geralt’s question was directed to you.

“Lambert was a bit rough with Ciri earlier today when she was training.” Your thumb brushed along the rim of your soup bowl.

“I never took him as one to apologize for anything.” Ciri admitted quietly. "

“He knows when he’s done wrong. He’s only a stubborn bastard.” You said.

“I don’t know how someone like you could end up with someone like him. You’re sweet and kind and…. He's an ass.”

“You haven’t had a chance to see that side of him yet.” You smiled lightly. “Lambert doesn’t let people in easily, but once he does let you in, he’d die for you.”

“Lambert is a good man.” Geralt agreed. “He just takes some getting used to.”

Ciri nodded her head with wide eyes.

“You’re telling me.”

“Have you ever heard him call Y/N ‘bug’?” Geralt gestured to you. You smiled at the nickname.

“Bug?” Ciri repeated, crinkling her eyebrows together in confusion. She giggled, amused with the odd pet name. “Are you serious?”

“I think it’s rather adorable.” You nodded.

***

Lambert sat down on the side of you, effectively putting you between two witchers.

You placed your hand on his arm, giving him a smile.

“What’re you looking at me like that for?”

“Humility looks good on you.” You leaned over to kiss his cheek.

He grumbled and leaned away as if he didn’t want your kiss, but really he didn’t try too hard.

“You annoy the piss out of me, ya know?”

“I know, but it's for your own good.. I won't let you turn into a bad man. It's not who you are.” You smiled. “Thank you for apologizing.”

He took your hand from his arm and held it underneath the table for a few moments.

“Anything for you, bug.” He murmured quietly.

Taglist will be reblogged because tumblr hates me :(

#lambert x reader #netflix!lambert x reader #netflix!lambert x reader fluff #netflix lambert #the witcher netflix #the witcher #the witcher 3 #lambert witcher #the witcher lambert #kacey answers #queenxxxsupreme

[maryellencarter]

If "Bacta shortage snuggles" is half as cute as it sounds, I'm just going to die of glee

Got distracted from answering this one by working on it instead. It is adorable and porny and whumpy in excellent proportion; it's set during the bacta shortage around the end of The Krytos Trap / beginning of The Bacta War, just before Wes and Hobbie get called back from training school to run the publicity Rogues. The premise is that Wes was goofing around showing off for the quacklings and did something to his ankle -- sprained, broke, we're keeping it fairly vague. What matters is that he can't get it fixed in the usual Star Wars instantaneous manner, because no bacta, so he's wobbling around on crutches and being generally achy and whumped while Hobbie takes care of him. Also, as often happens in our fics, they're an established couple who are allllll over each other, so there's a *very* generous helping of porn.

This is one of the ones ("Wes/Hobbie hotel" is another) where it could probably wind up novel length depending on how much of it we want to write. Sort of a leisurely established relationship piece where we just take a premise and meander through it till we find a good place to wrap up.

Sometimes I despair over us having ninety-odd WIPs, I really do, because some of them are "we got stuck on such and such a matter", but I'd say about three quarters are "we wandered away and forgot about it before finishing", and it's so hard to wrangle them into any kind of order and tackle them.

#writing #meme #star wars #wes janson #hobbie klivian

[ghostofbambifanfiction]

But Catastrophe smut is really good though?? and I remember the fics where it's scheduled to happen and the ones it's already written for but not published yet and am very much looking forward to that 😂😂😂 (waiting for Smut!Sarah's return)

Catastrophe smut was written fully conscious! Like honestly, I wrote the word “quackl” instead of “quick” so it was an entirely bizarre experience to open the document with no memory of writing it and see all of this nonsense nestled in amongst nipples and nakedness and the like. It reads really well now I’ve fixed it up, but I’m struggling to remember what plot I’d constructed around this scene, and there must be one because there’s some weirdly specific dialogue going on. I blame the sleeping pills because they’re new and a stronger dosage than what I’m used to (7.5mg instead of 3.75mg)

[rootbeergoddess]

A Night of No Schemes

@weirdkev27 asked for me to write a story featuring Zan Owlson and his OC, Phillianne Tropy

                                                      ~*~

Zan Owlson was shocked; she honestly couldn’t believe it. Quarters for Quacklings was going well! Not only was Glomglod too busy with his stupid bet to be invested, but there had been no attacks, no one trying to rob the charity and no one had summoned magical beings. Zan felt like she was dreaming. This was going well!

“Enjoying yourself?”

Phillianne Tropy, the Scrooge McDuck of Duckington, walked over to Zan. Zan felt herself blushing. Phillianne had helped get Scrooge to go up from dimes to quarters. She really was a wonder. Unlike the billionaires Zan had dealt with, Phillianne was more interested in actually running her business or doing charity work. There were no adventures to distract her. It was refreshing.

“Y-yes,” Zan cleared her throat. “I want to say thank you again for all your help.”

“Oh, darling, please! You’re the true mastermind behind this, I only pulled a few strings here and there!”

“No, really! You have no idea how nice this is,” Zan said. “Duckberg is---how should I put it?”

“A center of magical, mythical or supernatural shenanigans?” Phillianne asked.

“Your words, not mine.”

Phillianne laughed, and Zan smiled. Phillianne was so posh, so elegant. Zan had never met a woman like this. When they had met, Zan had been so surprised that this upper-crust woman had a big heart and wanted to do good. Most billionaires wanted to be selfish or in Zan’s case, hold stupid bets. Phillianne was different. She wasn’t interested in some pissing contest with another billionaire, and she genuinely cared about people. Zan had heard the rumors that her family wasn’t the most humble family of ducks. Phillianne was a bit of a black sheep apparently. Zan didn’t want to pry either way.

“Still, I can’t thank you enough,” Zan repeated. “If there is anything I can do?”

“Actually, there is something you can do for me,” Phillianne took a sip of her punch. “See, I’ll be in Duckburg for a while on business, but I don’t know the area. I was wondering if you’re not busy tomorrow, you could maybe show me around?”

Zan could feel her face getting redder. This almost sounded like a date. Well, at least to Zan it seemed like a date. She didn’t want to assume, but she knew that Phillianne wasn’t dating anyone right now. Zan tugged at her collar and took a long drink of her punch. How could she respond to this? She wanted to say yes, but what if she was misreading the situation.

“Well,” Zan finally said. “I have some free time tomorrow. I guess I could show you around.”

“Oh darling, that’s fantastic! Thank you so much!”

Phillianne reached down, took Zan’s hand in hers, and then kissed it. The owl froze, trying to process what had just happened. She didn’t get a chance to say anything because Phillianne was already on her way, socializing with other guests. Zan watched her, stunned into silence by the kiss and the prospect of a date. Maybe things were starting to look up for her.

#Rootbeer Writes #Ducktales #ducktales (2017) #Zan Owlson #OC #Disney

[quackle]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52407193

haiiiii :] i made a silly quick fic based on this tumblr post for funsies. it's got everyone at playa des losers bonding over their disdain for mkulia while some are bitter mkulia truthers. the duality of teenager <3

#total drama #td spoilers #total drama spoilers #since i guess we'll never see them at playa des losers i'll just write it myself 💔 #mkulia #quackle writes

[elenisms]

I was tagged by @hand0ngie to do this avatar maker thing, AND IT’S SO CUTE THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR TAGGING ME HHHHHH

I’ll tag @1eegahyeon @spicylechuga @justasimplekpopper @kyoohyeon @gunpowder-writes @quackle

#had to throw the peace signs in #my trademark. #might use it as my icon it's so CUTE #my hair's a bit longer but im gonna cut it soon so it counts

[1haseulie-remaking]

I was tagged by @honeyvernon!! TY <33

Rules: Write the first 10 songs that come up on shuffle and quote your favorite lyrics from each. Then tag 10 people\

Cherry Bomb by NCT 127: In this world that is busy chatting / I don’t want to be lost and trapped

Love Dischord by beat crusaders: She started taking funny pills / slowly falling into shallow sleeping / even though the world is turning lonely eyes

Cotton Candy by Astro:  I’ll pick the white and fluffy clouds / from the sky for you / then will you gather your growing feelings for me?

Tina (its obvious) by Pristin:  Why can’t you tell me when you miss me? / Wherever I look, you catch my eye Feels like I can reach you but I need to extend my hand

Run by BTS :  I am happy enough even though I can’t get you / curse me, this foolish destiny

I Will Show You by Ailee (QUEEN): If I ever run into you, I will give a dazzling smile / pass by your surprised face and click clack go on my way

Tokyo by Kinoko Teikoku: After going through the turnstiles / Until I reach home / I indulge in rambling fantasies /  It makes me so uneasy

3rd eye by Stray Kids (uhhh this is hard,,this entire song has good lyrics): Is that eye sleeping / Or pretending to be asleep?

Kimi no Shiranai Monogatari by Supercell: We joked around and walked / Like fools on that unlit path / So we wouldn't be crushed / By the loneliness and anxiety we held

Baby Dracula by Scarling: You are so transparent / Can't see your own reflection / You look the same to me

I tag: @haobf (ill do the thing u tagged me in after this^^), @quackle, @supportloona, @bookwan, @yoongisbuns and @eunbihwang

[14domino]

I have a lot of ideas for improving the state of tournament and recreational Scrabble, mostly revolving around the technological aspect of things. I am aware that there are many other ways in which it is lacking, but my expertise is in technology, and that's probably the best way I can make an impact.

Let's start with some projects I have already built:

Aerolith

https://www.aerolith.org is my word study website. It's been around in some form or another since 2007; I believe I launched it as a downloadable desktop app around the time of the Players' Championship. I rewrote the whole thing in 2011 as a web app, a considerable undertaking as I knew nothing about web programming, but the experience acquired here helped me obtain a job as an early employee-turned-cofounder at a YC company (Leftronic), which was then acquired a few years later, giving me some minor version of success.

I've used it as a bit of a technological testbed; I added and removed sockets at some point, I've rewritten it with the latest in JS tech (React.js at the time, although it looks like that's here to stay for a bit longer), and played with backend deploy technologies like Kubernetes (mostly a mistake, honestly, especially for such a small site). I get a few hundred users a month, around 450 monthly actives and 150 daily actives last I checked. It's a nice site that I'm pretty proud of, and is mostly self-sustaining in that I get just enough in donations to cover running it for free.

As far as the usefulness of it, it's a bit debatable. I certainly like using it and have learned a lot of words from it, and many people enjoy it and tell me about it, but it has at least a few glaring omissions. The one that comes to mind is some programmed way to study; i.e., something like spaced repetition / cardboxing. I've collected a ton of data on word difficulty that I could use, but I haven't had much time to add more features to my app recently. The deployment of it is also suffering, and I need to greatly simplify it.

For the future, the main things I want to add to it are spaced repetition / some sort of intelligent way to study words, which would keep per-user and global statistics on words that are easy or hard and know how to ask these of the user. I think this would make the tool much more useful. There are also a ton of small improvements, like showing previously guessed anagrams per question, allowing user to easily continue when their time runs out, untimed quizzes, etc.

Macondo

Macondo is not released yet; it is intended to be a machine-learning version of Quackle. I am still quite early in the development of it, although I have made a bunch of progress. Mostly, it can play games against itself with some preliminary "superleave" values for every rack. We need to determine these superleave values in a better way and have them converge to, or at least be close to Quackle values (or explain why they're not).

Machine learning hasn't been done with Scrabble yet, but I think this field is ripe for innovation. I think a proper machine-learning enabled AI can beat Quackle's Championship Player at least 60-70% of the time. The ideal place to showcase the finished AI would be in a best-of-X match against a top player (ideally Nigel Richards!) with some sponsored prize money on the line. I think this would provide great publicity for the game of Scrabble. Additionally, the tool would make huge strides in making players even better.

Some improvements I would add to it as well:

Automatic rangefinding

Heat maps for simulations, other statistics

A great pre-endgame solver, with a UI clearly showing winning and losing variations, etc

A great endgame solver (this is a prerequisite for the pre-endgame solver). The Quackle one is good but has issues with stuck tile endgames. I have spent a ton of time building a minimax-based solver with alpha-beta pruning; it's quite slow and buggy. I think I can significantly improve its speed.

Lots of graphs (showing values of tiles as the game progresses, winning % as game progresses - for easy analysis of famous games, etc)

It's still quite early and it's hard to find time to devote to both projects and my full-time job. Progress can be found here: https://github.com/domino14/macondo

Crossword Online

Or whatever we want to call it. The state of the art for playing online Scrabble sucks to put it mildly. ISC has an ancient interface, may actually have legitimate randomizer issues (I don't fully buy it but I've heard enough anecdotes and some data), and its phone app is not very functional. EA Scrabble is awful and is going to be discontinued. Its replacement is not getting rave reviews. We need something akin to lichess.org for Scrabble - this beautiful online Chess site is mostly a one-man job it seems. It is my dream to build something like this for Scrabble, but a giant undertaking in terms of time. I actually started on a game viewer and made a lot of progress on the front end for this app, but have almost no server code, and abandoned it once I saw ISC was releasing a phone version. However, after seeing the phone/browser version of ISC it's clear we still need a good solution.

From another perspective, I think an app that allows us to have proper tournaments would be great for the environment. I don't think it's sustainable in the long term for people to be flying everywhere constantly. I'm not saying the world will turn into Ready Player One anytime soon, but with an awesome app and proper anti-cheating technology we could start having some more high-profile tournaments without players having to travel to each other. I do, however, still prefer the analog feel of Scrabble, the actual tiles and board.

Once I decide to tackle this again, I should be able to salvage a lot of my front-end viewer code, and combine it with Macondo to provide a back-end engine. I'd just need to write multiplayer code. The app should support both live games and correspondence games.

Phone apps for everything

Conrad has designed some nice mocks for Aerolith Mobile, and the Crossword app should also have a mobile app. I can probably use React Mobile to make it easy to cross-develop for Android / iPhone. I've never built a phone app before, but can always learn!

Aeroblogs, articles, etc

People write ephemeral tournament reports / blogs / strategy articles nowadays as Facebook posts. That's not ideal. They're hard to search, and if you're not on Facebook when they're written you might never see them. LiveJournal was cool while it lasted but people moved on. I think we need a proper blogging platform with actual Scrabble integration (imagine pasting a board diagram in ASCII and it generates a viewable board, with comments, etc, or links to tournaments on cross-tables, etc etc).

I also want to have strategy articles and video content easily available for search on this site. I'm thinking it could be something like channelfireball.com (for Magic The Gathering). We'd need to get content makers, but I think we have a few people who are willing to do that.

What do I need?

Time and funding. Even though I have some time on weekends, I need to be better at managing it. I am considering setting up a Patreon to see if people are interested. None of this makes much sense if people are not interested - after all, people vote with their wallets.

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An original post. What? From me? Who has heard of that? No one. I am kidding, I have some, like 3 or 4 original posts, but even that is debatable. Aaaaanyway, I found this audio yesterday and I HAD to make something out of it.

Ok, ok, so, before I start, I will clarify what´s that thing up there. I found this gem while searching for stuff about Robbie Daymond (Prompto´s voice actor). He voices this character on an animated show called Breadwinners, and someone had linked a scene of the show and…DUDE, HE SINGS! Like ROBBIE FREAKING SINGS LIKE AN ANGEL AND HE KILLS IT! IT´S PROMPTO ROCK STAR GUYS! And after I heard it I got inspired and made a “little” fanfic to go with it. I know my writing won´t make my idea true justice, but I wanted to try. This is my first thing of the sorts here so be nice, and sorry for any grammatical mistake I make. I am still learning English. I am really excited. I really hope you guys like it, and please tell me what you think. So *breaths in* let´s start.

( Beware of loud parts and cartoony effects in the audio. Can´t really eliminate those XP)

Dedicated to All B who helped me and is such a great friend and I love you <3

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JENNY QUACKLES

It was late at night. The boys were strolling through the city after a big and busy day.

“Dudes! I´m so hungry! Can we have dinner or something?”asked Prompto to the gang.

Gladio was pretty hungry too. He started looking around and had an idea. “Mmh, I know a nice diner just a couple blocks from here. Wanna try it out?” he suggested.

“I would eat anything at this point. Lead the way Gladio.”Noct said between whines.

They arrived just outside the “diner”. But it wasn´t really a diner. Noct was about to comment on his reluctance when Prompto beat him to it. “A karaoke bar?” he said. There was fear shown in his eyes.

“What? You have a problem with that?” Gladio asked judgingly.

“No, no, it´s just, I don´t want to sing.”

“You don´t have to sing just because you are eating there.” Ignis said trying to reassure Prompto. It seemed to work.

“Oh, okay then.” He said relieved “Well, what do you say Noct? You want to try this place out?”

Noctis noted Prompto´s nervousness and that made him change his mind and want to enter. “Let´s enter and eat.”

They sat at a table that was two roads away from the main stage. It was really small, only about three people could fit up there, and that was if they were willing to budge up. The table they chose was one of only two possibilities. It was either that one or another one next to the bathroom. And surely the prince wouldn´t be willing to seat near the bathroom door.

“So, Gladio, how come you know about this place?” asked Noct curiously.

“Iris likes to come here every once in a while. We come here for family outings. She is the one who sings, mostly; though I must say I have given some awesome renditions of Can't Stop by RHCP on that stage.” Gladio answered.

“Too bad we missed that.” Said the prince.

Just then a waiter appeared and gave them the menu, and with it, the list of songs that the karaoke machine had available. They started ordering, but Noct couldn´t take his eyes off the karaoke song list. He suddenly saw one song and a smirk originated in his face. He quickly hides it though; he can´t let his plan be known.

“So… have you guys seen how many songs they have listed in here?” he started saying.

“Yes, the amount of variety is rather alarming actually, although understandable. They need to attract as much clientele as possible. They certainly aren´t coming here for the food” Ignis said as he eyed off what people were eating at the other tables. Nothing really appetizing.

“Yeah, they put new ones every month. It´s impressive how they don´t run out of songs.” Gladio answered.

“You know, it would be a shame if we left this place without anyone of us singing, don’t you think Prom?”

Prompto was starting to get nervous at Noct´s questions “Emm, er, maybe. If you wanna sing you should totally do it.” He said trying to deflect Noct´s attention from him.

“I was thinking something more like you got up there and sang.”

“What? Me? Nononono, no way” Prompto was hyper nervous now.

“Come one, it will be fun”

“No thanks, I am good”

“Ok, I will sweeten the deal for you. If you sing I will gladly pay dinner AND a trip to the Chocobo Ranch” Noct said tentatively.

“The chocobo ranch?” Prompto asked. Now he was interested “But, I thought you didn´t want to go there again after last time.”

“Hey! Just ´cause I fell in the middle of the race doesn’t mean I am not going back there again.”Noctis answered. Gladio was trying to hide the giggles without success. ”Besides, this is a challenge, my opinion doesn´t matter; if you like it, we will go there.”

“Em, can I think about it?”

“Where is the catch kiddo?” Gladio now asked seriously.

“Catch?” Prompto asked.

“You must know him by now. He always has an ace under his sleeve. Spill it out, what´s the catch? Surely singing isn´t all you really want.”

Noctis tried to defy Gladio but couldn´t beat his stare. “Ugh, fine. I wanted to tell him once he agreed but I guess now I have to obey my shield.”said Noct in a sarcastic manner “I will pay for all of that if, and only if, you sing this song” he said as he pointed the chosen song with his finger.

“Jenny Quackles??!!” shouted Prompto scandalized.

“What the hell is that?” Gladio asked in confusion.

“Just a silly song from a cartoon we saw a video of. I am not singing that!”

“Aw, come on, it´s funny!” Noctis pleaded.

“Why don´t you sing it then?”

“Because I don´t want to and I am the one who is paying.”

“Leave him alone Noct, he doesn´t want to do it” Ignis said firmly.

“I..I gotta go to the bathroom, be right back” Prompto claimed as he got up and left.

Ignis turned his head and looked at Noct disapprovingly. “You shouldn´t put him in these kinds of situations Noct.”

“Aww, come on Specs. It´s harmless fun. Besides, he can just say no.”

At the bathroom, Prompto started washing his hands, and then his face. He couldn´t stop thinking. “By the Six. What should I do? I really don´t want to sing that stupid song.” he sighed” But if I do I can visit the chocobos. And they created a new track just last week.” He elevated his gaze and looked at himself in the mirror “Why am I like this? It´s just a stupid song. Just go up there sing it and it´s over. Why are you so scared?”

He knew why though, he wanted people to perceive him as an extrovert and outgoing person so they wouldn’t note his insecurities. He cared about what people thought of him, even if he didn´t know them. And singing meant full exposition, everyone can see you; after all, you can´t hide on a stage, even if it were a big one. He likes to sing but he usually does it when he is alone or around people he is close with. This, well, this was really out of his comfort zone. But he kept wondering “Could I do it?” Suddenly there was a rush of a warm feeling, almost like fire. He felt something. What was it?

Determination. He was determined to do this; to throw his fears aside for the next couple of minutes and just do it. He had never felt like this before, so secure, so motivated to do something without caring about the consequences. He decided to go out there and do it before he changed his mind.

He went straight up to Noct, who was conveniently talking to the waitress at that moment. He did not sit, but instead looked straight into his eyes and said “Let´s get this over with.”Noctis immediately started smiling and asked the waitress to prepare the next song.

Prompto waited next to the limited stage for his turn. He would go after a young woman who was singing “Stand by me”. It was a beautiful rendition though it seemed she was on the verge of tears. Prom hoped she was okay, but he immediately started concentrating and gaining strength. If he was going to sing that song he was going to sing it right, with all his self-taught skills.

The girl finished singing. A couple of people applauded her, including Prompto, and then she went down the three steps next to the stage. Sweet and caring Prompto congratulated her and gave her a sympathetic look, in case that would make her feel better. The girl smiled and wished him good luck. Accepting those wishes, he went up the steps and stood behind the microphone. There were two monitors on the floor, where the lyrics would appear. He looked forward and thought to himself “You can do this”. The first notes started playing and he took a deep breath.

He started singing with real confidence. He read the lyrics as they were and used them to his advantage. It didn´t matter if the lyrics were silly, he was gonna grab them and turn them into something cool. He was not going to let this stop him. The others were pretty impressed with his skill, though it wasn´t otherworldly.

“Not bad” Gladio commented.

“Not bad at all” Ignis agreed.

Prom took advantage of the “that´s you girl” verse to point to the nice girl who had just wished him good luck. The girl smiled and that small gesture motivated Prom to go all…the…way.

And suddenly he took the microphone off its stand and started singing in a rock and roll style so good that made everyone´s jaw drop. Even Iggy was struggling to keep his mouth shut. It was so out of nowhere, no one could imagine that incredible voice coming out from him. And he sounded so cool even though he was singing a song from a cartoon. It really shocked all the people at the bar.

And finally, in the last verse he decided to eff the whole thing, kneel down and go full Aerosmith and shout the last words. The place metaphorically exploded. Everyone was at a loss of words, but instinctively stood up and started applauding. The gang followed, with their mouths still open. Gladio was really amused and was already laughing and cheering for the impressive blond rock star. Ignis was still trying to process the whole thing. He really didn´t expect that much power and voice control to come out of that small boy. And Noctis? Noctis was speechless; he couldn´t believe what he had just witnessed.

Prompto couldn´t believe it either. He was trembling. He couldn´t believe that he had done that, and couldn´t believe all the cheering and praises he was receiving. The warm feeling of determination disappeared to be replaced with happiness and gratitude. “Thank you” He quietly said into the microphone, as he was still breathing heavily.

He went down the steps and towards the table where his shocked friends were waiting.

“So… What did you guys think?” He asked nervously. Even after all that he really cared about what they thought. They were his friends after all.

“Ha ha ha. I think his highness here now owes you a big meal and a whole day at Chocobo heaven. Isn´t that right Noct?” Gladio said as he slapped Noct on the back.

Prompto started laughing at Noct´s face, which was a mixture of shock, annoyance and amusement. Although it had really scared him at first, he was glad Noct had challenged him. That had been an incredible experience, and one he would never forget.

#FFXV #final fantasy xv #ffxv fanfic #fanfic #mine #Robbie Daymond #prompto argentum #Noctis Lucis Caelum #gladiolus amicitia #ignis scentia #hope you like it #i am proud

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haiii everyone. happy new ep eve/new ep day, wherever you are in the world :] i wrote another fic! this time it has mkulia, cheating, and a campfire betrayal!

#since i fear for ep nine i figured why not make my fears come to life :3 #total drama #td spoilers #total drama spoilers #quackle writes #late night upload because i don't believe in sleep‼️ #also no proofreading because i genuinely hate reflecting on my work LOL #mkulia