#yippie thought this should be here too

[pistachi0art]

uhm hi sir 💖

#demon gordon au #yippie thought this should be here too #as close as I could get 😈 #not maintagging this #lol #not happening

[asuyaka]

"How do the monster trio act around (and eventually get with) their crush?"

☆ - Monkey D. Luffy, Vinsmoke Sanji, Roronoa Zoro x M! reader.

♡ - guys m'sososososo insane ab these three m'literally gunna explode | also !! jus cus reqs ar gunna be closed, doesn't mean m'won't be uploadin !! jus not takin reqs f'the time bein (❁´◡`❁)

— MONKEY D. LUFFY.

He's so clingy around you, more than he is with anyone else.

Always, always, shares his food with you. Especially if you were busy training before dinner.

He's always around you no matter what. Oh? You're trying to help Sanji cook? He's on the floor watching you. Want to go buy supplies for Nami? He's clung onto your back like a Koala. Want to sleep due to a long day? He's right there in your bed with you.

He's so dorky about it too! Wants to spend every waking moment with you but doesn't know that he has a crush on you, just always wants ta be around you!

He's so jealous without even knowing it. What are you doing hanging out with Usopp when he's right here??

"[Name]..." Luffy groaned, clinging to your back with a sad expression on his face. He had his limbs wrapped around your torso and his head between your neck. "You aren't going to talk with Usopp again, are you?"

You stop walking, staring at him through the corner of your eyes. "Yes? I thought you and Usopp were best buddies, what happened?"

Luffy groans louder, causing Nami to yell at him to shut up from her room. "Nooooo, stay here and talk with meeeeeeee!" He wraps his arms around you three times (thanks to his devil fruit) and starts to shake your body around.

"Luffy— I can't even move if you don't let go of me!"

Luffy looks at you with puppy dog eyes. "Why hang out with Usopp when I'm right here?! I should be the only one you have eyes for..." He pouts as he presses his cheek against yours.

Your body flushes. Did... did he realize what he just said?

"Luffy, you can't say things like that if you don't know what they mean..." You huff, trying not to look too deep into what he could've meant by that. Luffy says things he doesn't mean, so you don't want to get your hopes up.

That only seems to coerce Luffy into whining. "I do know what it means! I said it, dummy! Stupid!! You should be mine, not Usopp's! I'm cooler and better and bigger and amazinger and uhm, you're mine because I say so!!"

Amazinger...?

You can't help the giggle that comes out of you, trying to force yourself to calm down while Luffy shakes you repeatedly. "[Name] c'mon, you'll be mine, right? Not Usopp! Cause, he can't cook and he's a sniper!"

"What does him being a sniper have to do with anything? And besides, you can't cook either Luffy."

Luffy blanks for a split second before going back to what he was doing. "I dunno. Doesn't matter! C'monnnnn, [Name], you're bullying meeeeeeeee!"

You hold onto Luffy's arm with a laugh, pressing your cheeks together as a form of affection. "Yes, Luffy, I'll be yours."

Luffy stares at you with surprise before turning back to his usual happy-go-lucky self. "Yippie!! Now, we can do all the things boyfriends do! Like go on dates, and eat together, and sleep together, and—"

As he continues to list off all the things he thinks boyfriends do, you can't help but chuckle.

Not like you two weren't doing that before his confession.

— VINSMOKE SANJI.

(inspired by @/sanjisboyfie 's oneshot ab this tragic little adorable man !! :3)

It took so long for Sanji to realize he liked you because he's not used to being attracted to men.

Thought that every time you complimented his cooking and his heart swelled up, it was just the flu. Nothing interesting or important.

Then, he started noticing how pretty your features were when you were eating, or how embarrassed he gets whenever it's just you and him in the kitchen.

When he realizes he does like you, his mind utterly falters, because... why would you like him back?

Even though there are lingering fears in his heart, he always tries his best to please you. Even if it means blushing like a moron whenever you address him directly.

"[Name]! I uhm, made this for you since you were... hurt, during our last fight." Sanji muttered nervously, averting his eyes as he held out a plate of food. Something small and easy to digest, but a food you like.

You smile warmly as you take the plate from his hands, your fingers brushing slightly as Sanji's face flusters even more. "This looks amazing! Thanks, Sanji. Do you want to sit with me? The seas are calm tonight."

Sanji pauses as he looks at you. His cigarette is inches away from falling out of his mouth and his face dazes.

"Sanij? You okay? You can say no, I won't be mad. It's not even your shift yet and everyone needs sleep." You say with an airy smile as you turn your attention to the food.

Sanji was right (like he was most of the time when it came to you and food), after the 'Big Mom incident' you were quite injured (and hungry). Seeing all the... talking food, didn't do much to raise your appetite.

There's a soft thud right beside you, long black legs resting a safe distance away from yours. A comfortable silence falls between the two of you, even if Sanji's cheeks are flushed and he's nervously playing with his thumbs.

"Wowww, this is really good Sanji!" You say happily, flashing Sanji a warm smile as you return to eating the food so gracefully given to you. Oblivious to the man beside you whose face looks so red it rivals Luffy's signature vest.

Sanji looks at you with nothing sort of affection. It's not the same as when Nami or Robin compliment him, you just saying his name is enough to make him flustered, but being this close to you alone might send him into cardiac arrest.

"[Name]...?" His voice is quiet, staring at you with expectant eyes.

You pause eating, covering your mouth, and cocking your head in confusion.

"This uhm... might be a weird question, but do you um,, l-like anybody?" He becomes more flushed with every word that comes out of his mouth.

The second you take too long to answer he starts to curse himself out for even sitting down. Everything was going so well until he opened his mouth—

"Yes, I do. What, trying to feel out if I'm single?" You tease with a light chuckle, picking up the last bit of food and holding it out expectantly. "You want some?"

Sanji can't say no to you. Even if he tries his hardest, his body will not let him say no, not to an indirect kiss; especially when you're offering. Even if you might not see it in the same light he does.

He opens his mouth and lets you place the spoon in his mouth as your eyes turn into crescents. "See? Does it taste good?"

God— Sanji feels like he's going to explode.

He nods, begging himself to calm down before his mind starts to run.

"Oh," You say suddenly, "—that was an indirect kiss, wasn't it?" You lin hum thoughtfully and place the plate beside you, letting out a soft yawn as you stretch. "You sure you don't need to—"

"I am so in love with you."

"...pardon?"

Sanji stands up immediately, his face red. "Nothing!! I'm sorry, I'm really sleepy now so I'll—"

"Sanji, what did you say?" You ask carefully, holding onto his hand to try and stop him from running away.

"It's nothing, [Name], please just let me—"

"Sanji." Your voice comes off soft, relaxing your body so you come off as gentle and not hostile. "Just say it, one more time for me, okay?"

Sanji could feel his entire body burning up just from holding hands, more so from him getting caught blurting out his feelings again. He stares at the floor of the Sunny, too ashamed to look you in the eyes. "I... I'm in love with you? I'm sorry if you don't like me back, I didn't mean it I swear!"

"Sanji, what makes you think I don't like you back? Better question, what makes you think I didn't know?" You cock your head playfully, pulling him gently so he's sitting again.

"...what?"

You chuckle. "I've heard all the other embarrassing times you've confessed your feelings, it's just that the crew was around and I didn't want to put you on the spot. I've liked you since we met on the Baratie, silly."

Sanji's eyes widen as his mouth falls agape. You've liked him... for two years?!

"Sanji...?" You move up to straddle him, your hands resting on his cheeks. "Can I... kiss you?"

Sanji nods so fast he thinks his head might fall off.

You smile, leaning forward to press your lips together. Sanji's body physically relaxes as he practically melts into you, his face redder than blood.

It takes all his willpower and the need to breathe for him to finally pull away from you. His face is flushed and his breathing is heavy, staring at you like you're the only man in the world— like you're the prettiest thing in the world.

You giggle, pressing your heart onto his chest. "I love you so much."

Zoning back into reality, he carefully places his arms around your waist. "I love you too, so so much [Name],"

— RORONOA ZORO.

Zoro isn't good at expressing his emotions, everyone knows that.

So, when he figures out he might have a romantic attraction to you, he's confused about what to do. Considers asking Nami about it, but goes with Robin since Nami is... an interesting woman!

Robin tells him to be upfront with his feelings, or subtly tell the person.

He's a naturally mature person, having a crush on his crewmate doesn't change that by any means.

Even if he is cold to everyone, if you two are alone on the deck of the Sunny, he lets you sleep with him or touch his swords.

Just having you around is enough to calm him down. Seeing as his biggest love language is quality time and you enjoy talking about the randomest things around him, it makes his heart flutter whenever you act like he's the only person in the world who you care about.

"Mhm! And did you know that otters hold hands when they're asleep?" You point to an otter in the marine life book Zoro got you during your last pit stop.

Zoro shakes his head, his arms crossed with a small, barely noticeable amused smile on his face.

"Yeah! It's so they don't drift off when they're asleep. Not sure anyone knows why, but I like to think it's because they don't want to lose each other. After all, they're social animals! Oh! They also like to cuddle a lot—"

"Kind of like me and you, no?" Zoro interrupts with a playful aura, causing your train of thought to stop, face flushing as you stare at his smug expression.

"Um, y-yes! Like... like me, and you..." Your voice progressively gets smaller under Zoro's gaze. He moves closer, causing you to move your arms back, resting on your palms. "Zoro?"

"Keep telling me about the otters, don't worry," He replies coyly, grabbing you by the waist and bringing you into his lap.

Your face flushes, stuttering over your words as you nod. Shakily grabbing the book to bring it closer. Carefully picking your words, you begin speaking again. "They might also, uhm, hold hands because they don't have very thick fur. It could be to share body heat and keep warm, since they get cold easily."

"What if I said we were otters?" Zoro asks from behind you, resting his chin on your head.

"Ah, then we'd have to hold hands when we sleep!" Quickly realizing what you said, you try to reel it back in. "O-of course, only if you want to! I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable or anything, I know how much you like your personal space so—"

"You're in my personal space and it doesn't look like I mind very much, does it, [Name]?"

Twiddling your thumbs meekly, you shake your head no. Zoro laughs and takes one of your hands, putting it above his. The size difference is obvious, your fingers stop just below his second knuckle. Something about that causes a riot in your brain, especially when Zoro squeezes them together.

"Okay, another question," Zoro starts, moving the intertwined hands to your lap. "What if I asked you to be my boyfriend?"

You turn around immediately, staring at him with wide eyes. He isn't... joking, is he? Zoro doesn't normally joke about things (unless he's with Sanji), so it wouldn't make sense for him to joke about this. Especially when it's something so serious.

"Hm? What's your answer, pretty boy?"

You've liked Zoro ever since he sat down and listened to you talk about the different kinds of fishmen after the ordeal with Arlong. Zoro has never expressed romantic attraction to anybody, not even to the bountiful amounts of women who've expressed attraction to him.

Your mind blanks, and you must've been staring at him for too long because the smallest bit of worry falls on his face. "You okay? I'm not forcing you, you know? Saying no is okay."

Saying... no? To a man that looks like he was crafted by Zeus himself? Hell no! "No! I-I mean, yes, I mean—"

"Take your time pretty boy, I'm not going anywhere."

He's adjusted your position to where you're facing each other, hands still intertwined as he looks at you with a soft (?) expression. Taking a deep breath, you force yourself to make eye contact with him.

You've never looked at his this close before. Sure, you two have cuddled to sleep on countless nights, but then you were always faced away from each other.

He has long eyelashes. Not extremely long, but longer than you thought they were. Even if his eyes are black, you've noticed they soften whenever he looks at you, it makes him pretty.

Meekly, you nod. Holding your head down to try and hide your embarrassment. Before you can, though, Zoro stops you by lifting your chin up with his finger. "You can use words, can't you?"

It should sound condescending, the way he's talking to you, but it sounds more encouraging than anything. Even if there might be light teases mixed with his words.

"Yes, I, I would want to be your uhm... your boyfriend."

Zoro grins at that, pressing a quick kiss on your lips and twisting you around, pulling you closer so the back of your head is between his boobs pecs. "Love you, pretty boy."

"I-I love you too, Zoro," You force out, even if it feels like you're overheating due to the blood rushing to your cheek and... other places, as well as Zoro's added body heat.

You two truly were like otters.

#writin' shit. #one piece #one piece x male reader #x male reader #male reader #zoro x male reader #luffy x male reader #sanji x male reader #roronoa zoro #vinsmoke sanji #monkey d luffy #monster trio x reader #sanji x reader #luffy x reader #zoro x reader #monster trio x male reader #one piece x reader #x reader #monkey d luffy x male reader #roronoa zoro x male reader #roronoa zoro x reader #monkey d luffy x reader #one piece fluff #straw hat pirates

[honeyspotpie]

Thought I should post this here too! A Jaya for @kobrafangs' 1K DTIYS CHALLENGE YIPPIE!!!

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago masters of spinjitzu #jay ninjago #jay walker #nya ninjago #nya smith #nya jiang #jaya #ninjago jaya #jay x nya #honartzz

[hisaame]

hi hi! Could you do a Scaramouche x fem!reader with angst to comfort? Specifically with reader having issues on how they view their body?? ((Like their insecure)) preferably modern au plss

first time writing on request yippie!! hii and ty, i hope this is what you've asked for!! <3 also im stillll new to writing and stuff, so im praying im good for now!

╰』ˋˋ"What do you mean you aren't pretty?" «

ˎˋ╰⪼Scaramouche x fem!reader ˎˋ

[angst with comfort] — modern au,,,

『warnings: body negativity, cursing, body touch, reader uses she/her pronouns, reader being like half naked (NO SPICY STUFF THO), idk what else to add im not good at warnings.... 』

— Scaramouche simply couldnt understand.

How could you, a pretty girl with the body of a goddess, possibly think you look less than he thinks?

It was in the afternoon, you had invited Scaramouche to come over to your dorm, since it was the weekends and you had no subject to study, you finished two exams last week. So you wanted to have a nice day off, where your lover would be there.

But before that you decided to take a shower, u have already been outside with your friends Hu Tao and Yanfei, spending time with them since they were from another school.

You hated your bathroom. Why? Because the mirror there was huge.

Slowly taking off your clothes, its almost impossible to ignore your reflection. Its there no matter where you turn—seriously, its like they made the dorms' bathrooms like this on purpose, just to make you feel even worse about yourself as if before wasnt already enough.

You cringe at yourself once you took off your clothes. You should hurry up in the shower—but something made you stay in front of the mirror, criticizing yourself with your own thoughts. Turning a bit to the side to look at other various parts of your body, finding nothing decent or enough for yourself. You sighed, you should be positive right now, school isnt in the way and you should be relaxing.

With a glare at your own reflection, before getting into the shower quickly, turning on some warm water. Showers should be relaxing, but as you washed your body, using soap, making there be various white bubbles on your skin, they smell quite nice, and are certainly fun to play with.

But the feeling of your own hands on your body distracted you. The way you felt under your own touch, it somewhat... Disgusts you.

Finally—once you were done with showering, taking a towel and wrapping it around your body, shivering as the cool air hit against your wet skin. You dried off your hair, brushed it out, trying not to stare at the mirror too much. Maybe you're just too judgemental. Maybe you're not as bad as you think?

After you were done with your hair—you must not have noticed, but there was a sudden knock at your bathroom door. Then it opened up to reveal Scaramouche. Well, he peeked through it first to check was he invading any privacy.

"Damn, this was the last place i was gonna check. I came here like five minutes ago." Scaramouche sighed in relief to seeing you, not at all bothered by the fact you're only in a towel. He pressed a kiss to your lips as a greeting, ruffling your half dry hair.

Though, you looked uncomfortable. Not with the fact your lover had come into the bathroom while you were in just a towel, but the fact your body was pretty exposed to him, and you thought, what id he judged you? Maybe not out loud, but what if he was thinking about it?

Noticing your discomfort, Scaramouches eyes widened for a split second at his realization, then spoke up, "i can leave if you want—to wait for u to get changed." , he gave you a half smile. But you told him its alright. Why? You wanna just push him away.

At your answer, he smiled softly, nodding. Maybe you just needed him here, after a hard week. What he thought was different than what you thought. Seeing this as a nice opportunity, he went behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, his chin on your shoulder as he gave you a goofy, lazy smirk, looking at the mirror where you two can be seen. Maybe you should've kicked him out...

"You always look so pretty after showering—like all clean, pretty, and u smell nice." Scaramouche mumbled, as if shy to admit. "wait i said pretty twice. Replace one of those words with 'gorgeous' then." You couldn't tell if he was flirting with you or genuinely fucked up with his words.

But the way you looked at him with almost surprise at what he said, his eyebrow raised as his expression changed.

"Why do you look like i fucking said i discovered the moon and flew to mars? Dont you know youre pretty?" He said, his usual personality showing. He doesnt exactly like being all mushy, but for you, he's a sucker. So he's nicer...

Maybe it was finally time to admit it. He was your lover anyway, and you trusted him. You nodded slowly, then immediately looked away, regretting what you just did. That... Shocked Scaramouche! You, not pretty? Were you high!?

".. Huh? Did someone tell you you're not pretty? Ill fuck them up. Who was it?" He narrowed his eyes, his embrace around your waist tightening. His protective side definitely was showing. But once he didnt get a reply, seeing the way you frowned and refuses to look at the mirror, he realized the situation.

"... [y/n]? Dont tell me you tell yourself that..." Scaramouche sighed. Figuring you werent comfortable with the mirror, he turned you around, so you can face him again. You even thought he was prettier than you will ever be. Well, he's here to prove you're better than you think!

"[y/n]. I know i dont say this a lot, but you're gorgeous to me. God, these words sound so cliche.. But its true. You're the most gorgeous, pretty, beautiful—fuck, what else—cute, adorable girl i have ever met. Okay?" Scaramouche stared into your eyes. He definitely wasnt the best at comfort, but he wants to try his best—for you.

Then he softly smiled at you. "Hey, lets get you dressed up and we can talk about how magnificent you really are?", he kissed your nose, hos face flushing immediately right after as he lead you out of the bathroom, talking to you along the way.

"You may have your flaws and all that, but thats what makes you, you. You know? I like your flaws." Scaramouche admitted, blushing like an idiot when he looked away once he told you what he thought.

Soon enough, you were dressed, dragged to bed by Scaramouche who quite literally forced you to be the little spoon this time. You could barely hear the tv over him talking about how pretty he thinks you are.

Yeah, if anyone even dared to even joke about you being 'ugly', he's getting suspended because of reasons you know what happens.

♡

#scaramouche #scaramouche x you #genshin scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #genshin impact scaramouche #genshin #genshin impact #scaramouche fluff #scaramouche angst

[mesmir-ized]

*flipping through cue cards

ponysona…no……..my little persona……..no…………

(elaboratig on cutie marks below BC i thought about them a lot !!! ahhh so long)

(not spoiler free !!!!!!!!!!!!)(corn get outta here !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

i wanted to keep these as simple as possible , and not cram too much imagery in to them , so they wouldnt look out of place in the show &c ! fun little challenge i gave myself , just for context :D

akechi: a white pawn chess piece ! my friend actually came up with this ! and its kinda genius ! to paraphrase what she said: white chess pieces move first ; akechi is always the one to (attempt to be) one step ahead of the thieves , having everything lined up for himself to succeed . 

     her words: “akechi sets the first gambit, the tone, and gets to begin laying out the chess board how he sees fit, and joker is the reactionary. but heres the thing. strategists differ on how you should play as black, like if you should automatically be on defense from white's offensive move. but the most famous black player of all time is magnus carlsen, who is WILDLY an offensive player and absolutely goes for it every time, to the point where white has been INTIMIDATED by him and played poorer statistically against him because of it . like thats CRAZY!! hes one of the boldest chess players in existence and he prefers to go SECOND! it was pretty much unheard of before him.”

    plus , (my words now) theres the idea of not only him manipulating others (the pawn) , but he himself becoming a pawn in a plan much grander than him . the p5 wildcards and their games of strategy a nd all !

joker: joker card(+mask !) i was actually trying to come up with something “better” , but the joker card really , really fits him . not only literally being a wildcard in the metaverse/persona sense , but also IRL , how he’s adaptable to every situation ! canon pretty much explains it , LOL ! but again bringing in the theme of classic games of strategy , joker with his joker card !

ryuji: EPIC awesome skull (literally his na,me...) , but i liked it with the idea of delinquency/pirates(YIPPY !) , as well as the lightning not only for power , but symbolizing speed~  hes just cool

ann: lipstick kiss mark ! this one actually came to me really quick , LOL ! it symbolizes her role as a model (makeup !) , but also has to do with how she reclaims her sexuality and looks for herself ! that , as well as her caring nature , especially to the little guys(like a mother’s kiss goodbye on your forehead..)

yusuke: ink brush + swirls !!! funny enough this one took me the longest to come up with . i wanted to avoid giving him a palette , since i wanted to focus on traditional japanese art forms above all else (since thats basically his whole tyhing !) and ended up going with an ink brush ! it’s not exclusively japanese by any means , but its recognizable , and we see him work with ink many times ! the little swirls are meant to be the golden ratio (beauty ?)LOL , but just kinda look like swirls.......maybe shapes found in his art ?

makoto: gavel and books ! also took me a weirdly lomg time to come up with , but i figured it out ! the gavel is obviously meant to represent justice/the justice system , but also wanted it to represent power as well (since makoto can often act like a secondary “boss” LOL , and her role as a leader at school !) . the books are for her intelligence (perhaps legal books) ? yippy !!!!

haru: a coffee cup with a plant growing out of it ! this is a bit on the nose , but i had fun figuring it out ! keeping her goal of opening a cafe (and coming up with new coffee blends throughout the game) in mind , as well as her love for plants and gardening ! the plant is meant to form a sort of heart (which can also look like steam coming fromt he cup).. , to also show her nurturing side !

futaba: computer and medjed eyes !!!!!! also a bit on the nose , LOL ! for this 1 , the computer is obviously tied to her skill as a hacker/her computer-focused life , but the eyes carry a bit more weight ! theyre literally the eyes of the deity medjed , who is known for those two eyes that look directly at you ! we dont see any medjed logo with graphics like this in game IIRC , but i added it for the double(triple?) meaning ! medjed in game carries the weight of being a part of the book of the dead , and connected to futaba’s palace themed around egyptian tombs , but i also felt the eyes could be tied to how she monitors everyone , and interacts with the world through her computer (almost as if shes looking out from it !) yippy !!!!!!!!! :D

sumire: magic wand/gymnastics ribbon ! as explained by my description , LOL , this mark is meant to look both like a magic wand (cinderella/fairy gdmother ...) as well as a gymnastics ribbon ! we see her with these in game , which made my job much easier ! the ribbon forms sort of an “s” for her name , and also looks kind of like a shooting star , to symbolize how she is always shooting for the top ! (and on a darker note , how shooting stars can often be meteors that fall apart)... kasumi’s mark is hers but reversed , and has an additional sparkle/star on it , for “3 stars”, 1st place ! the absence of this sparkle for sumire can represent how she lost her sister , and how she feels lesser (even if just as wonderful !)

okay yayyayy thats all bye bye !!!!!!!!!

#goro akechi #akira kurusu #ren amamiya #joker p5 #ryuji sakamoto #ann takamaki #yusuke kitagawa #makoto niijima #haru okumura #futaba sakura #sumire yoshizawa #kasumi yoshizawa #persona 5 #p5 #p5r #mlp #p5 x mlp #my little pony #mir.art #long post #i loooove coming up with pony designs i made a bunch of mlp ocs too :3 #will post later~!

[artstimasthetic]

DANCING BANANA X READER SPOILER EPILOGE

READER POV: Imagine this was you as you were playing shovelware Studios brain game, and you got a trip prize. Would you go or stay

I was waiting for the silly banana to ask me a question while the other people was thinking too. IN MY MIND I THOUGHT THAT *THIS IS BORING. When the timer was over,I saw the other people looking nervous as they looked at the banana, and so did I. Then, one person asks, "Excuse me, Mr banana, did we get the answer right?" she asked nervously. The banana looked at her then said, "Sorry you got it wrong he said positively as he picked up his microphone off the floor. He came to me and said, "You were the only person who got it right."Well done,"he said.As I was about to say thank you, someone in the crowd interrupted it was Pear he said, "You know what? I thought this was humorous, he said Crossly. "But it is,"said the banana. "Then, if this is humorous, then where are the jokes?"said Pear, and he added,"If there aren't jokes, how is this quiz game funny? "Well, he does have a little point," said a random person near me. Then he added, "You said no jokes yet." Then the banana stared at him in disapproval and said,"Anyways, YOU JUST POSTED CRINGE."Im leaving,"said Pear. "There's nothing here to entertain me, AND I WANNA REFUND,"he yelled. While this chaos, I thought to myself, "How long am I going to wait for my question and hurry up silly banana? I do NOT have time for this.* "Hummmm" said banana. "I'm sorry if you have to wait a long time for your question he said to me."Well, it's fine, I said, but how long will u be just wondering banana"? "Mabey, two minutes if that's ok, smart contestant." I blushed. And mubled quietly "ok". "Pear," said banana. "Do you umm, "he thought for something Pear might like, "Do u like gift shops?" he finally said. "Giftshops"? Said Pear, his eyes lit up. "Tell me where they are silly banana,"he said happily. "To your right, Pear," he said. "Ok, thanks."

In a couple of minutes, Pear came back wearing lots of merchandise of the banana like this, and we all giggled. "What?"snapped Pear, "what's so funny? " We all stopped. Typical Pear I thought to myself.

"Anyways," said the banana, "Let's get back to the show." Finally," I said happily as the banana finally let me choose my question option. I looked at the three thinking which one should I choose as I was cautious of the timer because it was nearly gonna run out. So i chose...

Can u guess which options out of these three I chose without cheating

If u picked puzzling puzzlers-Sorry buy you are wrong

If u picked talking about states- sadly, you are wrong

So if u picked shovelware studios-U ARE CORRECT HERES YOUR REWARD YIPPIE

As I pressed Shovelware studious, the timer was 1 second, so I pressed it in time

Anyways mr banana what's the"- Before I could ask, what's my question the banana inturupted with a speech "Sorry contestant, can I make a quick speech? " In my mind, i thought *ughh ok, but do hurry up* But instead I said "OK sure"."Contestant said the banana. "If you get this easy question correct, you can win this prize," he said. He told his nephew who was near the curtains to pull the curtains for the prize, and he did, which revealed the prize, The anouser anoussed the prize, which was...

A trip to Brazil.

🎙You're going to Brazil!

🎙That's right,you and your whole family are going to Brazil!

🎙Explore the sights and sounds of South America on this six month long mandatory excursion to Rio de Janeiro that you can NOT back out of!

🎙I repeat, you will be LOCKED IN to this obligation with absolutely no way out! This can NOT be undone if you win this prize!

"Pretty cool prize, hu," said the banana

"YEAH Pretty cool prize" I said.

"OMG guys, imagine we're all in Brazil with our parents," said the person who was on the left side of me. "It would be a good trip for us."Everyone agreed apart from me as I was thinking about it."What about you? " said the person on my right. "Yeah, it would be cool but forever, and we can't leave if we win it. "So what it would be fun. Please come,"."Ok, fine," I said, agreeing with them anways."What's my question?" I asked curiously.ok, here it is, my nice sweet contestant." I blushed. "Your question is who's the owner of Shovelware studios I looked at the answers

1,Dancing banana 2,Dancing apple

3,Dancing Pear 4,Dancing orange

I looked at the timer 10 seconds. I had to be quick, so I chose number...

Find out more like what happens next to you on Shovelware Studios' brain game,Will you be a smartypants and beat your friends if you have good knowledge like a guiness, Will you get the answer right and get forced to stay in Brazil with your family FOREVER.It will continue on an app called Wattpad if you have the app your lucky to see it if not download it and you can write your own stories.WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO YOU NEXT.

#wattpad #shovelware studios #brain games #dancing banana #pear #Its peanut butter jelly time #Pov #reader pov #fruit love #gay

[mykatzone]

Answering asks #2

Let's goooo!!! With this I've answered all the asks in my inbox!!! Yippie!!!!!

@chouchinobake Hiya to you as well!! Omg thank you so much for the kind wordsss <333 I'm always happy when people say they like my artstyle bc I go through periods where I'm not sure if it even works, so it makes me mega happy to hear ppl like it!!!!

OOO to answer your question I, I do have some silly headcanons over how the Reapers act in office amongst eachother 👁️!!!

It's nothing to developed, but I'll just vomit them all out:

Listen listen... Grelle might be a girlboss but she's also a girlfailure. I don't think she can cook to save her life, BUT I DO THINK she'd want to make Will lunch. Like she thought it'd be cute, but then William suffered food poisoning and she was discouraged. I want to believe... That she managed to learn how to make like simple foods ala cookies. And occassionally brings them to the office. Let me have wholesome interractions...

People often micharacterize Grelle and think she doesn't know how to do her job, but she does!! She's a career driven woman (Yana's words). But she's also really silly and loves to goof around. I feel like her and Ronald are infamous around the office for goofing around. I can see them doing this and will making them work overtime after they crash into some table and scatter papers everywhere:

I love that in canon, Ronald calls Sebastian- Sebas-chan as a joke. It's clear Grelle told him everything about Sebastian, and I think that's really funny. Like Ronald just has an indepth knowledge about Grelle's love life/crushes. It's cute I love them.

I sadly don't have any cool funny headcanons for William, he's just in his plank of wood in a suit mode, doing his job like in canon. Same goes for Othello, since he works at a diff appartment. And Undertaker went rogue so I don't have much for him either :(

Hope you enjoyed these!! Sorry for the wait and thank you for your patience and kind words!!!

@eemoo1o

I haven't watched Centaurworld (yet) BUT I have listened to the songs which are all honestly bangers. If you don't mind some out-of-context spoilers, I made an animatic based on one of the songs with Umineko characters:

But yes I really love the songs and I should probs watch the show too... it just takes me forever to get to stuff XD.

As for other pony shows I like. UHHH- does Bojack Horseman count? He's a horse I know, but that's kinda like a pony... I love Bojack sm... One of my fave shows of all time. The reason I got Netflix actually!

But my dearest pony show is forever MLP!!! It shaped my childhood and I love it dearly. Twilight best pony.

Kinda! Not really. Maybe! I'm no professional voice actor and I barely know what I'm doing, but I do like to voice act here and there!

I actually have an Umineko Fandub I'm doing (on my own), where I voice act... all the characters...

You can watch it here!

@numbereightforever Never apologize for supporting my art!!!! Thank you so much that's really sweet of you <333!!!

@anyarlly I appriciate so much when y'all send me messages like these it makes me so happy that ppl look through my blog and observe the arts it makes me AAA it's like ppl looking into a lil gallery show I made. It's so cool!! Thank you for liking my Grelle arts <33

@anawkwardlady Y E S. Y E S. Finally someone thinks I'm good at selling this damn game. You don't understand how much I struggle to get anyone irl to care abt it, so this... this makes me feel powerful... AAA if you do Umineko consider liveblogging it 👁️ Umineko fans are crazy and love hearing ppl's thought process as they are solving the game >:)!!! But only if u want to! AAAA I'm so happy this made me so happy ty!!!

I consider this a huge win, THANK YOU anon!!! It's the biggest compliment for any queer person to hear their art made someone gayer.

I wanted to draw you something too, so I decided to finish this Sebastian doodle I started awhile ago. Mr yaoi hands still thinks he's in his prime shaking my smh.

#katanswers #cw suggestive

[kitkatyes]

Whumptober Masterlist!

Yippie! (I've gone mildly insane) Anyway, I thought I might as well go through and link all my fics for whumptober in one post so see below for all those goodies

I've quite literally linked every single fic I wrote over the course of the month in here as well as their descriptions so this is a long post (I think I kinda broke Tumblr when writing this out so oops-) Just make sure you heed the tags on ao3 when you're reading- some things get a little graphic and all that jazz

But if you wanna go through the list without all my nonsense, then you can take a look at the series link below:

Without further adieu, lets begin!

Operation: Jest

There's a note on Phoenix's desk… "Meet me in my office at 14:00! Please don't set anything on fire while you're waiting… - Your Handler"

They really hoped they weren't in trouble

Prompt: Safety Net

Keep it Cool

The mission had gone mostly to plan. Phoenix was still in one piece, all they had to do now was make it back to Agency headquarters

Prompt: Thermometer

Operation: Settling Dust

All good EOD agents should know that if their mission is going exactly to plan, there's something up Phoenix really should have listened to their gut

Prompt: Debris - Start of a miniseries

Search and Rescue

"Their eyes slid shut as someone wearing a familiar uniform appeared in front of them." Mason could only watch his monitor in horror as a Zoraxis operative dragged his Agent out of the rubble

Prompt: Recording but it can also be seen as made to watch- This one is also a continuation of the previous day

Come and Go Out My Mind

Paid time off is very hard to come by at the Agency. Sure, Phoenix has had plenty of medical leave but having time to spend with themself was practically unheard of. Let's just hope they'll get to enjoy it.

Prompt: Alleyway - Part of a twoshot

So the Blade Pierces Through Me

“Hey, bossman,” The agent began, “I’m gonna take them to the hospital– the Agency’s too far away.” Phoenix fades into consciousness

Prompt: Overcrowded ER - This one is a continuation of day 6 (Search and Rescue)

Thirty-Two

Phoenix smiled sombrely as they disconnected the generator from the elevator, ignoring their Handler's pleas. Their stomach dropped as the elevator fell.

Prompt: Mistaken identity

Lost Without You

It was a routine mission: Get in, get the files, get out. With their luck, it decidedly wasn't.

Prompt: Standard - Start of another miniseries

Loose Stones

"The blearing of an alarm broke through their thoughts, jerking at the sudden noise. Looks like they didn’t have the time to think things through. Phoenix ran."

Prompt: Animal trap - Also a continuation of the prior day

Operation: Losing Sleep

Phoenix scribbled crude stick figures in the back of their notebook as they shifted uncomfortably in their seat for the 15th time that hour. Occasionally, they looked up at the small door they were tasked with surveying. God, stakeout suck

Prompt: "I'm up, I'm up!"

Steady-

Phoenix’s mouth opened in a silent scream as tears pricked the edges of their vision. The three above them conversed, the words seemingly foreign to the Agent. A hard boot kicked at them as they were lulled into a fitful state of unconsciousness.

Prompt: Feaver - Also a continuation of day 11 (Loose Stones)

Operation: With The Fishes

Great! Phoenix gets the pleasure of infiltrating a fishing boat. They can already smell the fish

Prompt: Flare

Assumptions

So what if Phoenix gets hurt during a mission? They'd be fine, they always were

Prompt: "I'm fine"

Code: Red

Phoenix smiled as they knocked at the door of their Handler's office, eagerly awaiting his somewhat sullen response. Listen, they were bored.

Prompt: "Don't go where I can't follow"

Trust..?

Phoenix felt tense, listening to the constant 'tick, tock' of the clock. They couldn't help but keep surveying the room as their fingers ran across the bandages that circled their neck.

Prompt: Touch aversion - Also a continuation of day 7 (Come and Go Out My Mind)

Decline

Artificial wind rushed past them as they felt their stomach drop, arms flailing uselessly at their sides. Through lidded eyes, Phoenix noted the shocked expression of their Handler before they landed with a loud ‘crunch’.

Alternate prompt: Aftermath of failure - continuation of day 16 (Code: Red)

Keeping You Company

The constant beep of a heart monitor echoed throughout the room. Mason found himself in the doorframe, a bundle of flowers in his arms.

Prompt: Floral bouquet

Lights Out

They were in an oddly-shaped elevator- it felt familiar. They couldn't do anything as they felt the cables snap under some unseen force, plummeting Phoenix woke up in a cold sweat

Prompt: Blanket

Rue

Mason nervously adjusted his tie as he paced the hospital's waiting room. He knew, logically, Phoenix would be okay, but he needed to see it himself.

Prompt: "Don't move" - Also a continuation of day 8 (So the Blade Pierces Through Me)

Fragmentary

Phoenix thumbed the makeshift license in their hands, eyeing the Agency-issued car. Well, they just hoped it wouldn't explode- but they didn't exactly have the best track record

Prompt: Vehicular accident - be mindful of ieytd 3 spoilers

Stalkers Tango

Phoenix hummed to themself as they bustled around their kitchen, cleaning up the mess they'd made while cooking. They got to work cleaning the dishes

Prompt: Stalking

Doing Everything so Manically

With nimble hands, they grabbed their keycard before leaving the room. If they were quick, they’d be able to escape before anyone realised anything was wrong. Let's just hope their luck won’t run out now.

Alternate prompt: Miscommunication - Continuation of day 13 (Steady-)

Still Standing in the Rain

Phoenix smiled to themself as they looked out the window, eying the bleak grey of the clouds. If they were lucky, it'd start to rain soon.

Prompt: Storm

Set the Stage Aglow

Phoenix usually loves long-term undercover missions but every now and again, it really drains them. They find themself sitting on the edge of a stage.

Prompt: Seeing double

Ember

Phoenix ran their fingers along the edge of the briefcase, occasionally flicking one of the latches. The nuclear codes were safe- they'd get it to the Agency in one piece

Prompt: Matches

Split Decision

Phoenix finally has a day off after God knows how long. They just want to watch a movie

Prompt: "You'll have to go through me"

Take it Back to the Start

Phoenix visits the place where they grew up

Prompt: Troubled past resurfacing

Split the World in Two

Following the events of project [REDACTED]

Prompt: Bridal carry - be wary of ieytd 3 spoilers and the start of a twoshot

Before I Burn Out

Phoenix needs to really stop waking up in places they don't recognise- Now that they think about it, why does their head hurt so much?

Prompt: "Take it easy" - continuation of the day before and some minor ieytd 3 spoilers

#whumptober 2023 #fanfiction #literally everything I wrote for the month #ieytd #i expect you to die #agent phoenix #the handler #john juniper #roxanna prism #long post #very long post #god fucking help me #I went insane making this post- #this took me far too long to make #I literally couldn't save this as a draft

[fortunemars]

OH BIO TIME!!! (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡

Hilo! I'm Deimos, I go by a million names online but here I'd prefer Deimos or Bunny! Does it make sense with my branding? NO, not unless you've been thru the various stages of my branding and have some knowledge of space...

This is really long so read on at your own risk! /⁠ᐠ⁠｡⁠ꞈ⁠｡⁠ᐟ⁠\

So about me, I use He/it and I'm queer + disabled, I'm an adult now (yippie), and I do a lot of writing! This account is mainly a "repost art and randomly go on super detailed tangents about my fixations" but I am super into writing and I love to talk about my interests (⁠^⁠.⁠_⁠.⁠^⁠)⁠ﾉ I have an ask box open where you can send in anything really, I'd really love any that are writing prompts (for fandoms listed below) or general "what's your thoughts on (blank)" submissions, just be warned I can be very long winded and can rant a lot about anything I'm passionate about. (I will also delete any asks that are too personal/rude or inappropriate)

Fandoms I interact with (always changing): MORTAL KOMBAT, fma/fmab, aphmau (MCD, mystreet, and MID), hetalia (rarely), midnight mass, the walten files, fallout (semi rare? More like new), miraculous ladybug, and I can edit later with others! (Ps I also love learning about your original worlds and characters!)

Non fandom content I enjoy: Minecraft, stardew valley, ART (for any fandoms!!!! I will reblog any good art!!!!), pen pals, crafting, poetry, fanfiction, animal media, music + singing + instruments, original characters/self inserts + OCs and original works!!!, gardening, space, info dumping/sharing, I'm open to trying anything (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。

My ao3 is untilwemeetdeath and my poetry blog is @destinypluto and I'm always open to comments and ideas from y'all! If you wanna be mutuals then send me a message cause I'd love to talk with other people who share my interests!!!

DNI CONTENT BELOW:

My DNI list: anti-cringe, bigots, jesson supporters**, hate blogs, discourse blogs, and mental illness related blogs***, ableists and transphobes especially

**I may enjoy aphmau content (albeit heavily removed from her actual channel) but I do not support aphmau's channel or either Jess or Jason. They're both bad people, they've done bad things, and their new content is cash grabby as shit, I know that. I attach to certain old aphmau content because it was my safe space as a child and I know now how to denounce Jesson and their actions while still enjoying the content I liked as a kid, it's not hurting you so leave me alone :(

***by this I mostly mean those weird pro-ana blogs but I also don't want to consume content centred around EDs in general, nor do I want to see pro self harm, doomers, and people who purposely put others down. I don't mind blogs where you vent or talk about your struggles with mental illness!! As long as you're not posting triggering things without warnings then you're welcomed here!

I have no guilt about hitting that block button and neither should you. If you don't enjoy the content being given to you by your feed then block people!

(((this account was previously burnbirds, if you're looking for that then I'm here!!!!!!)))

#blog bio #get to know the blogger #blog intro #intro post

[asuyaka]

Heyy, idk if u're still taking requests or not but if u're not just ignore this!

TikTok really came to drag me down the Satosugu hole by the foot this week goddamn. Anyways, I'd like to request my favorite sad gay boys with a m!reader who's a effeminate soft boy and is usually pretty quiet and cooperative but the second someone says something remotely negative about the two m!reader is already throwing hands and burying the offender's head onto the ground. Bonus point if he's from the Zen'in clan!

No one's ever calling Geto's bangs 'weird' with m!reader around lol.

- '🌈' Anon.

★ - yes! reqs are open !! when the first (yippie!!) one piece one shot comes out s'when reqs are gunna close briefly cause 've got other things m'needa work on! (❁´◡`❁)

☆ - Satosugu x M! Zen'in clan reader!

Lulling chirping sounds sounded through the second-year classroom as the sun began to rise. The sound of sweeping and the screech of desks moving across the table sounded through your ears.

With a gentle hand, you plucked the dead leaves off the bouquet of flowers that usually resided on the window sill next to your seat; plucking off the leaves as well and shaking it so the petals could become more pronounced.

After cutting the stem so water could flow through them, you placed the flowers in their vase and put them in their designated position, a pleased smile on your face when you realized that was the last thing you needed to do for cleaning duty, even though it wasn't your turn.

The door slid open behind you as a tired-looking Yaga walked into class. His eyes widened for a bit when they saw you before his expression turned sour. "Good morning, [Name]. I thought Satoru had cleaning duty for today?"

You bowed politely in greeting. "He asked me to do it because he had to get limited edition crepes today."

Yaga sets his things on the table with an annoyed mumble. "Thank you, please make sure he gets to class on time."

You nodded as you left the classroom. The sun shone down on your face through the windows as you made your way to Suguru's and Satoru's dorms.

You pass by Shoko in the kitchen who was hunched over the counter making a cup of coffee. "Want a cup?" She asks, biting and finishing the remaining pocky in her mouth.

'If Suguru woke up a few minutes ago, he'd want some. Maybe Satoru would like some hot chocolate too.' You thought briefly before turning your attention back to the brunette. "Yes, please. One hot chocolate and black coffee."

Shoko grins at that instantly recognizing the order. "You've got it Mister Zen'in."

You wave goodbye and continue your journey. Suguru's dorm isn't that far from the kitchen so you got there in a short amount of time. You knocked, politely waiting for an answer.

"[Name]-chan? If it's you, you can come in!" Satoru's voice answered.

You open the door to see two bags of delivered crepes beside Satoru, who is painting Suguru's nails black. "See? Got some for you guys 'cause I'm such a nice person!"

Suguru rolls his eyes. "You only got them because you remembered flunking on cleaning duty."

You take a seat beside them, staring at Suguru's black nails. "Yaga says I should make sure you two get to class on time."

Satoru snorts, the tiniest bit of blue peeking out from his glasses. "Yeah, and when have we ever listened to what Yaga says?"

"You don't. Maybe Suguru, but I actually enjoy not getting punched in the head every time you do something stupid." You interject, causing Satoru to gasp loudly.

"Suguru! Do you hear this? I do everything I can to make sure you two are well fed and all I get in return is bullying!" Satoru whines as he sets the nail polish aside to let Suguru's nails dry and picks up the bags with a bright smile on his face.

Shoko kicks the door open with two mugs in her hand. "Here you go losers. Zen'in blink twice if they're forcing you to be here."

Suguru and Satoru stare at you expectingly, an exaggerated gasp when they see your eyes close twice.

Shoko giggles, patting the top of your head affectionately. "Yeah, I'd be scared if I was forced to hang out with them too."

She walks out of the room with a reminder that class starts in a few hours. Satoru brought out the crepes and immediately started eating them as he read the Digimon manga, periodically sipping his extra-sweet cocoa.

"[Name], why didn't you get a drink?" Suguru asks, picking up a crepe carefully so the paint doesn't smudge.

You shrug. "The place I normally get my drinks at is too far to walk in the morning."

Satoru looks at you blankly as he stuffs his face with more food. "I could've teleported, dummy. C'mon, road trip time!" He exclaims as he grabs you and Suguru.

"Satoru, no— you haven't even mastered it yet—"

You feel reality split and your stomach churns uncomfortably for a brief second before everything stills again. The sound of cars blaring runs through your ears as a familiar sidewalk reflects through your eyes. "See? easy!"

"[Name]? Are you okay?" Suguru asks, squatting in front of you with worry all over his face.

Taking a minute to breathe, you feel everything finally settle. You have no idea how Satoru can do that without throwing up. "Yes, I am... okay. Just a little disoriented."

Suguru shoots a glare at the albino who rubs your back apologetically. "Well, my apology is your drink! So come on, I wanna get back to the crepes before Shoko's fat ass eats them."

"Shoko doesn't even like the crepes you order. It's always too much sugar." Suguru defends, slapping Satoru upside the head as the three of you walk into the shop.

It's a small cafe situated inside a bookstore with soft Lofi music playing in the background. The three of you get in line. It's short, most likely due to how early it was but that only meant you could get back to the dorms on time.

You hear snickering behind you but pay no mind. After all, it was a public place, and whatever affairs other people had wasn't your business.

Then, you hear something about how a guy has his nails painted. In the corner of your eye, you can see them pointing at Suguru.

Either Suguru and Satoru notice and they don't care, or they don't notice. Either way, you weren't going to let them poke fun at your friend (boyfriend?) and get away with it.

"Is something the matter?"

They stare at you, visibly sizing you up. "Wondering why your friend has nail polish on, isn't that only for chicks?"

Satoru taps you on your shoulder. "Take it outside, don't want you to beat their ass and get banned, yanno?"

You acknowledge him but keep a sharp gaze on the two of them. "Giving gendered terms to inanimate objects is an extremely stupid thing to do. It is not on you, so why should you care what he has on?"

The implication of calling them stupid seemed to hit a nerve because a vein pops in their forehead and their fists clench. "Cause it's fucking gay. What? You like taking it up the ass too?"

"If a fight is what you want, then that is fine with me. Do not let your petty ideals and quite frankly shitty opinions mess up my morning."

They keep talking as you make your way outside. The instant the door chimes close, a loud groan rips through one of their mouths.

They hold onto their nose, now streaming blood and broken. "Dude, what the fuck?!"

"You wanted a fight, did you not? Now, I am quite busy at the moment so if that is all, then I bid you a good rest of your day."

As you were about to walk back into the store, Suguru and Satoru came out with your drink in hand. "Yo! Here, got the kind you like cause I loveee you so much!" Satoru kisses your cheek and hands you your order, especially as you like it.

"Thank you, Satoru. Would you like to go back to the dorms now?"

Suguru stuffs a cake pop in your mouth, handing Satoru one and eating one as well. "Thanks for... that, by the way."

"It's no problem. You are my... partner, after all."

Satoru grins as he latches onto the two of you again. "Teleportation time, let's go!"

"Satoru, no—"

#writin' shit. #ANSWERED LETTERS — 012 #★: anon! #jjk x male reader #jujutsu kaisen x male reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #gojo x male reader #x male reader #gojo satoru #geto suguru #satosugu x male reader #jjk x reader #gojo x reader #geto x male reader #suguru x male reader #satoru x male reader #male reader

[dreamstarisland]

So, starting off, Hamphrey mailed me a Beautiful Statue, my first thought when I saw it was "booby" and then I remembered I didn't have it in the museum yet, yippie.

IDENTITY THEFT IS NOT A JOKE WALKER.

after giving Walker a stern talking to (I glared at him then left because confrontation scares me), I talked to Kid Cat and then I slowly realized that I should probably help him invest in sound-proof walls, yippie.

OMG THEN I SAW BUG BOY, HE FINALLY VISITED AGAIN, I gave him some bugs then left him alone, I also made sure to thank him for the Walking Leaf bug sculpture, yippie.

Next up,MONEEEYYSS!! YES THAT'S RIGHT, MONEY, BELLS, KA-CHING KA-CHING BABY, buried 11 thousand bells in that golden hole and Im gonna be getting BIG BUCKS later this week, BIG MONEYS, YIPPIE!!!

In other news, Rhonda is here!!! and she's got wood, yippie.

In all seriousness, Im so excited to see Rhonda, she is so cool!

I then made a Snowboy, this guy got me blushin' with those compliments (kidding!), but I plan to make more when I can, yippie.

Then afterwards, Lyman decided to give me a heart attack, yippie.

But he just wanted to call me Cookie like the other islanders, so cute, yippie!

In better news, I finally found a cute bed, I've been sleeping on that camping mat thingie for a year now, i also got that cute mirror too.

...Im gonna bite Hamphrey on his ankles, so freakin' hard.

(Image Date: Feb 15th, 2023)

#[[taken from nookphone]] #acnh #ac walker #acnh walker #ac kid cat #acnh kid cat #acnh flick #acnh rhonda #ac rhonda #ac lyman #acnh lyman #ac blathers #acnh blathers

[nimata-beroya]

Thanks for your answer (it was well worth the wait)! First of all, yippie for continuing Rough Awakening - I've reread it a few times and still love your take. In regard to the SWR parallels: Though I like fics that reunite Cross with TBB, I think a long redemption arc is much more meaningful and - if well executed - would illuminate the struggles that weren't shown by Kallus' redemption arc. There's a lot of potential for powerful story-telling (1/2)

Aww! 😊🥰 I´m glad that I didn't lose you as a follower during my absence. And yes!! Long, well-crafted redemption arcs are the best! I also wish we had had that for Kallus but we might have it someday. There's a post in my queue for today or tomorrow that says that since Andor and Ahsoka are having their own shows, Kallus needs his. That way all known Fulcrum agents have a show. I wholeheartedly agree!!! Can you imagine? They could show everything we didn't get to see in Rebels. Anyway, sorry, I went off the topic.

You're right, my confidence in the TBB writers to pull that kind of storyline off is not the best. There are some issues that irk me with what they've done so far. It could improve in season 2 tho. I'm hoping for the better, but I'm preparing myself for being disappointed, just in case.

Crosshair is such a complex character that I could go on and on about each of his layers. Again, you're right. Part of his motivation is to prove to everyone that he's the best. Many can see it as arrogance, and certainly, there's some of that. But I think it goes much deeper than that. To me, that implies self-esteem issues as in If I'm not the best then I'm nothing. And he's not the only one with similar thoughts, I might add. Both Rex and Echo had said a similar thing ("We're soldiers, what else is there?"). Isn't it ironic that, out of everyone in the BB, Crosshair who despises the regs is the most similar to them?

Anyway, Echo and Rex don't take that sentiment as far as Cross does, but we can only imagine how his cadet days were like. Just as any clone, not meeting the Kaminoans' expectations meant death at best and reconditioning at worst, and even when the batch had "desirable" mutations, they were not exempt from that threat. The trauma of that has Crosshair in survival mode 24/7. Even now. It's that so, that he says it to Hunter in 1x15, that they'd be safe with the Empire. He wants them all safe.

As for which scene confirmed to me that Cross has still the chip in, nothing major. Just a voice-over of him saying YET AGAIN "Good soldiers follow orders". Granted, it could be a voice-over from season 1, but why use it on the trailer? Why do they insist on that, a phrase that means that the clones are controlled if Cross isn't being controlled anymore? It doesn't make sense! the only explanation I can find is that Cross in fact still has the chip. I will die on this hill until I get 100% confirmation, via scan done by Azi3 or Tech. And even then, I might ignore it 🤣. In the GFFA everything is possible, so if Palpatine somehow returned, Crosshair can still have the chip.

And just for you, a tiny teeny bitsy sneak peek from my fic below the cut. It's a bit angsty. Don't kill me! 😅

"What if something is wrong?" Omega asks no one in particular, stopping halfway through her path. "They should be done by now."

Hunter approaches her and goes on one knee to get to her eyes' level. "Nothing is going wrong, ‘Mega. Dr. Kinall and Azi are taking care of Crosshair. He'll be fine."

"But they're taking too long. It was faster when we were on Bracca."

"Probably because there's no surgical pod here like in the cruiser's medbay. The doctor and Azi have to go by hand and hence why it’s taking longer."

"Echo is right. They're going slow because they're being careful. We just have to be patient, okay?"

Omega looks at them in turn and huffs sadly. "Fine!" Then, she returns to her pacing. Hunter and Echo share a worried glance. Even when their arguments to pacify Omega are true, it's hard to ignore her concerns. Same concerns have crossed Echo's mind as well.

#mare replies #tbb crosshair #the bad batch #tbb

[vgckwb]

P5R: Rebel Girl (A FeMC Story/P5R Rework) Capter 111: Looking Up

The next morning, as Ren was getting ready, she noticed her phone was lighting up with messages from the group chat. She picked up her phone.

Lena: Hey everyone.

Lena: I know we did something yesterday, but, well, I still want to do something today too.

Lena: I mean, I haven’t really been allowed out much, and there’s so much I want to do!

Ann: Sorry. I’d love to, but I’m having family over soon, and we need to prepare.

Ryuji: Yeah, I’m working on somethin’ of my own too.

Yusuke: I’d go, but Makoto has asked me to do something with her.

Lena: Oh. Are you two going out as well?

Yusuke: Strictly speaking, no.

Makoto: I just needed help with something, and he seemed like the best available option.

Yusuke: Makoto is quite crafty; matched only by her particularity.

Sumire: I can’t either.

Sumire: I have to practice my gymnastics.

Ren: Right, what day is that again?

Sumire: It’s the 30th.

Ren: Great! I can’t wait.

Ren: In the meantime though, I can keep you company, Lena.

Lena: Really?

Ren: Yeah. I got nothing better to do.

Lena: Yippie!

Ren: Are you up for joining us, Jose?

Yusuke: I think he might still be sleeping.

Jose: No, I just got up.

Yusuke: Oh…

Jose: I’m still a little tired though.

Jose: You can go without me.

Ren: Maybe next time.

Lena: I’ll just meet you at Leblanc then, I guess.

Ren: Sounds good.

A little while later, Lena showed up. “Welcome,” Ren said. Lena waved back. “So, where do you want to go?”

Lena thought about it for a moment. “I’m not sure. There’s so many places I’d love to go. I can’t decide.

Ren thought about it a bit too. She smiled. “I know what we should do.” “Really?” Lena asked.

Ren nodded. “We should go on a SHOPPING TRIP!”

“Eh?” Lena said, confused.

Ren chuckled. “C’mon! It’ll be fun. Besides, I think since you can go out now, you should do it in style!”

Lena welled up. “You…you don’t think I’m stylish now?”

“No, sorry, sorry,” Ren said. “I didn’t mean that. You’re very stylish. I just-” Lena chuckled. Ren caught on to what Lena was doing. “Hm. Man you’re good at that.”

“Thanks,” Lena said, playfully.

Ren shook her head. “So, do you want to, or…?”

“Huh?” Lena said. “Oh yeah, that sounds really fun!”

Ren nodded. “Alright then. Let’s go!” The two girls headed out. Ren led Lena to where Ann usually likes to shop. “Well, here we are.”

Lena was surprised. “Woah.”

“Let’s head in, shall we?” Ren invited.

Lena nodded her head. “Let’s.” Together, they entered. They perused the store, looking through several racks of clothes.

Lena soon found a flowy purple dress with a yellow floral and vine pattern on it and was taken in. Ren noticed this, and walked up to her. “You find something you like?”

“Huh?” Lena said, snapping back to reality. “Oh, yeah, I really love it. But…”

Ren was confused. “But what?”

“Well…” Lena said. “Purple is my favorite color, but Goro says his favorite color is blue. So I’m wondering if I should get something blue…”

“Hm, is that all?” Ren said. “Listen, I might not know a whole lot about your relationship specifically, but I do know this: if you like someone, it’s not because they are you, it’s because they are them.” Ren paused. “Wow, sorry, that was a little confusing.”

Lena chuckled. “No, I think I get it. You’re saying I should be myself.”

“Exactly,” Ren said, relieved she understood.

Lena looked at the dress again. She smiled. “Alright, I’m gonna get it!” She folded it in her arms, and the two continued shopping.

Once they finished, they looked over what the other had gotten. “I don’t know what you’re so worried about,” Ren said. “You practically bought an outfit every color of the rainbow.”

Lena chuckled. “I guess you're right. But you on the other hand… Your selection is a little more muted.”

“Well, what can I say?” Ren said. “I like wearing darker clothes.”

“It just feels a little contrarian,” Lena said. “Er, what I mean is, you just have this huge positive aura, and black, well…”

Ren giggled. “I get it. But I think that’s part of it. I’ve always been sort of an outsider. I’ve never fit in with the crowd. But I don’t need to. So long as I do what I can to make me happy, then the people that make me happy will see past the darkness into the light.”

Lena was shook. “Woah.”

“Eh, heh,” Ren chuckled. “Sorry. Was that a bit too much for you?”

Lena shook her head. “It’s fine. I get it. It’s sort of like how some animals will sometimes make themselves appear to be something dangerous to dissuade predators.”

Ren chuckled. “Someone’s been paying attention in class.”

“Well, I mean, I doubt Goro would like me if I was failing…” Lena said. She realized she said that. “Oh, I did it again, didn’t I?”

Ren noticed they were still in front of the shops. “We should probably find somewhere else to speak.” Lena nodded. They left the shop.

Soon after, as Lena was looking around, she found a crepe stand. “Ooo!” she said. “Let’s go there!”

Ren looked over. “Hm. You and Ann would get along swimmingly.”

“Huh?” Lena wondered.

Ren giggled. “She has an insatiable sweet tooth.”

“Oh,” Lena said. “Well, I guess that’s something we have in common.” They giggled and headed over together. Once they had their crepes, Lena took a bite. “Delicious!” Ren giggled. Lena frowned somewhat. “About what I said earlier…”

“It’s fine,” Ren said. “You were just trying to make a joke.”

“But between all that, what happened with my host mom, and me being an exchange student in general…” Lena trailed. She sighed. “I guess I’m more worried about fitting in than I thought.”

“Well I mean, you already have us,” Ren said. “Plus there’s also Akechi, and I assume your mom’s gotten better.” Lena nodded. “The point is, you have people in your corner.”

“Yeah…” Lena said. “But… It's just a lot, you know?”

“Yeah,” Ren admitted. “Like I said I was never the most popular person. However, there’s no sense in worrying about things you can’t control.”

Lena smiled. “You’re right. But I do want to be more sure of myself. I mean, despite everything, I’m still here, right? I didn’t accept Eris’s offer to betray who I am, and I didn’t let my mom squeeze out my happiness despite her best efforts.”

“That’s the spirit,” Ren said.

Lena sighed. “I’m still a little worried though. Despite having been here for months, it feels like I finally just arrived, and the emotional jet lag has kicked in.”

“Well, I’m sure as time marches on, you’ll fit right in,” Ren said. “Besides, you have us.” Ren smiled. “You know, I only know about those stores because of Ann.”

“Really?” Lena said.

Ren nodded. “When I first got here, I felt alone too. But I soon made friends with Ann, and, well, we’ve been giving each other strength since. It’s not just her though, everyone I’ve met here who I consider my friend has helped me just as much as I’ve helped them. So, what I’m saying is, I know it can be troubling at first, but pretty soon, you’ll shine as brightly as me. Maybe even more so.”

Lena was slightly embarrassed. She smiled and said. “Thanks.”

I am thou... Thou art I… Thou hast acquired a new vow...

It shall become the wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity.

With the birth of the Adjustment Persona I have obtained the winds of blessing that shall lead to freedom and new power.

Adjustment-Lena Minamoto: Rank 1

The girls finished their crepes and headed their separate ways.

Later that evening, Ren got a message from Yoshida.

Yoshida: How did your family’s trip go?

Ren: It went really well.

Yoshida: Splendid.

Yoshida: Are you available tonight?

Ren: Yeah.

Yoshida: Very well.

Yoshida: See you soon.

Ren: Seeya!

Ren put her phone away, and headed out to meet Yoshida.

Once she arrived, Yoshida greeted her with a hearty “Ah, Amamiya-chan! Wonderful to see you.”

“Likewise,” Ren responded.

Yoshida grew a little serious. “Apparently, something’s happening after my speech tonight.”

“Oh?” Ren wondered.

Yoshida nodded. “Remember when Matsushita told me that Kuramoto’s grandson was going to contact me?” Ren nodded. “Well, he made good on that promise and wants to meet with me tonight. I was wondering if you would accompany me.”

Ren smiled. “Of course.”

“Splendid,” Yoshida said. “Well then, let’s get started, shall we?

 Ren nodded. Ren went to pick up the sign. “Tonight’s Topic: The Social Healing Process.” Ren was intrigued. “Hm.”

“People of Tokyo!” Yoshida began. “The Phantom Thieves are still embroiled in their war with Medjed. However, while we wait to see what happens, let us reflect on what they have taught us.

The Phantom Thieves have uncovered evils dwelling within our society, both large and small. These evils had been with us for quite some time now. However, once the Phantom Thieves uncovered them, actions were taken to make sure that those who were responsible were punished justly. But the battle doesn’t end there.

In truth, once said evils have been exposed, we can begin to heal. For some of the smaller targets, the healing process can be done quickly However, for the larger targets, some of the damage done is lasting, and healing can take a long time. In fact, some of the wounds inflicted might never fully heal.

However, this is where we come in! We as citizens must be able to help our victimized population in the face of such grotesque evils! It might seem like the victims themselves are the only ones involved in the healing process, but that is simply not true. We must be there to help our fellow citizenry in times of crisis and comfort. Otherwise, healing will take a lot longer than it needs to.”

Yoshida looked at Ren. Ren was a little tuned. Yoshida nodded and turned back to the crowd. “Recently, I’ve been able to overcome my own pain through the assistance of a new confidant. Alone, I knew I was hurt but recovering, but with someone else to confide in, it makes the process easier.

However, none of the healing done by some of the recent victims could have been done if the Phantom Thieves didn’t expose the evils they have!” The crowd was shocked. “And THAT is what the Thieves have taught us. If we wish to heal what is broken, we must identify what is broken in the first place. Otherwise, we can never truly heal.

I promise you, as your voice in the National Diet, that I will not only expose what evils have befallen you, but also work to heal them! Thank you!”

The crowd was really excited. The applause was louder than it had been, but Yoshida’s speeches were getting better as well. So while Ren was a little shaken by the applause, she wasn’t entirely surprised.

After the speech, she and Yoshida met back up. “How did you enjoy the speech?” Yoshida asked.

Ren smiled. “It was brilliant.”

“Thank you,” Yoshida said. “Sorry for the brief mention of you. I forgot to mention it before.”

“It’s alright,” Ren said. “I’m honestly flattered.”

“I see,” Yoshida said. “Well, we shouldn’t keep Kuramoto waiting.”

“Do you know where we’re meeting?” Ren asked.

“He told me the location,” Yoshida said. “It’s a restaurant not too far away from here.” Ren nodded, and the two were off.

As they were walking, Ren was a bit nervous, but voiced a concern. “Um, not to say your speech wasn’t good, but I do think the Phantom Thieves would want to make sure everyone is OK after the fact, but given their nature…”

Yoshida chuckled. “I don’t doubt it for a second. I know that not everyone is on board with them yet, and a lot of people would like to see them arrested, so I know that keeping to the shadows is beneficial for them for now. I’ve always maintained that they aren’t perfect., but are doing good things.”

Ren nodded. “Right.” They kept walking.

They soon arrived at the restaurant, and were greeted by Kuramoto, the grandson. “Hello,” he said.

“Good evening,” Yoshida said. “You must be Benzo, correct?”

“Yes,” he answered. He noticed Ren. “And I see you brought your little protege with you as well.”

Yoshida got a little tense. “So, you are aware of her.”

Beno nodded. “I’ve been attending your speeches for quite some time. They’re really intriguing.”

“I see,” Yoshida said. “Shall we sit down?”

“Let’s,” Benzo said.

They sat down, ordered, and were soon served. “So, to what do I owe the pleasure?” Yoshida asked.

Benzo looked at him intently. “I’ve seen Matusita stop by your events, so I can assume he at least partially filled you in.”

Yoshida nodded. “I do wish to hear what you have to say.”

“Very well,” Benzo said. “Put simply, my father wishes to bury the hatchet with you.”

“I see…” Yoshida said. “Well, I am all for making amends. But is that really it?”

Benzo shook his head. “We are splitting up from the ruling coalition to form our own. And we wish you to join us.”

“You’re splitting?” Yoshida said, surprised.

Benzo nodded. “You’ve seen what’s been happening. The writing is on the wall. The ruling coalition’s position has become untenable. Cabinet members are resigning left and right. A big change is coming, and we need to position ourselves to be at the forefront of it.”

He looked intently at Yoshida. “I know you wish to be at the heart of the greatest change Japan has ever seen. We want you to be there too.”

Yoshida stared Benzo down. “As tempting as that sounds, I have to decline.”

“WHAT?!” Benzo said.

“Don’t get me wrong, everything you’re saying is true,” Yoshida said, “and I will gladly bury the hatchet with your grandfather, but I need to stay true to my convictions. As a politician yourself, you should know that.”

“You’re just gonna pass up this opportunity?” Benzo said. “Your only chance to shake off the name of ‘No-Good Tora’ and join what will probably become the greatest political coalition this country has ever seen?”

“I don’t doubt your ambition, nor your ability,” Yoshida said. “But in order for me to cast off the shell of ‘No-Good Tora’, I have to do it on my own terms.”

“What about what you said tonight?” Benzo asked. “What about healing together?”

“As I’ve stated, I will gladly make amends with your grandfather,” Yoshida answered. “However, I have been hurt by him once before. I simply do not wish to be hurt again.”

“Hm, you make it sound like it was my grandfather who made you the ‘No-Good Tora’,” Benzo snapped. “When in reality, it was your own shortcomings.”

Yoshida sighed. “I grant you that I was responsible for some of what earned me the name ‘No-Good Tora’. However, I am not wholly responsible either.”

Benzo was incensed. “Are you implying something?”

Yoshida smiled. “As I keep saying, I am willing to forgive and forget.”

Benzo got a little upset. He turned to Ren. “What about you?” Ren was a little surprised. “What do you think of this deal? Is it not everything he wants and more?”

Ren was a little on edge. Seeing two politicians talking like this is something she has rarely seen this close. It was a little intense, but Ren managed to hold steady. “Well, I’ve never known him as ‘No-Good Tora’, so in a sense that label has been at least slightly shaken off at this point.”

“Ignoring that then,” Benzo continued, “this is an opportunity to do what he wishes to do. Is that not a good deal?”

“He wishes to maintain his independence,” Ren explained. “Accepting your offer wouldn’t do him any good on that front, would it?”

Beno was not pleased. “Very well.” He sighed. “The invitation is open, should you see the light. And as a courtesy, I will pay for your dinner.”

“Thank you,” Yoshida said. “However, as I’ve been saying, I am willing to meet with your grandfather about making amends.”

“I shall talk to him about tonight’s meeting, and message you as soon as I have a reply,” Beno said. He paid the bill, got up, and left.

Yoshid sighed. “Are you doing alright, Amamiya-chan?”

“I think so…” Ren said.

Yoshida chuckled slightly. “I apologize. Talks among politicians can get heated in ways that most people aren’t used to.”

“I can tell,” Ren said.

“Still, you managed to hold your own,” Yoshida said. “And against the grandson of a very notable politician who is also notable in his own right at that.”

“Well, what can I say?” Ren said. “I learned from the best.”

“Ah ha ha,” Yoshida laughed. He smiled. “You know, ever since I was labeled with ‘No-Good Tora’ I haven’t felt entirely confident in myself. However, after getting to know you, I feel much more confident than before. I feel like I am more than just my mistakes.”

Ren smiled back. “The feeling is mutual.”

Sun-Toranosuke Yoshida: Rank 7

“We should be heading home soon,” Yoshida said. Ren nodded. They finished what they were eating, and headed home.

Meanwhile, at Leblanc, Sojiro was about to get ready to close when he heard the door open. He thought it was Ren. “Oh, you’re ba-” He looked up. It wasn’t Ren. It was Tamako. Both of them were stunned. “Tamako…”

“Sojiro…” Tamako said. “So, this is where you’ve been.”

“Yeah,” Sojiro said. “I’m just here in my own little corner of Tokyo.”

Tamako sat at the counter. “Well, it seems like you’re doing well. I don’t think I’ve seen you since…”

“That sounds about right…” Sojiro said. “What brings you here?”

“Well,” Tamako said, “I heard from someone that this is a pretty good place to get coffee. I was a little surprised to see it also served curry, but seeing you behind the counter, it makes sense. I take it it’s her recipe?”

Sojiro nodded. “That’s right.”

“Well then, I’d like a curry and coffee,” Tamako said.

Sojiro smiled. “Coming right up.” He prepared her order. “Order up.”

“Thanks,” Tamako said. She took a bite of curry and a sip of coffee. “Tastes as good as I remember it.”

“Glad to hear that,” Sojiro said. “So, how are you doing?”

Tamako was a little surprised. “Well, it hasn’t been easy, but I think I’m doing better than before.”

“That’s good,” Sojiro said.

Tamako nodded. “And you?”

“Hm. I could probably say the same,” Sojiro said.

“Well that’s good as well,” Tamako said. She finished her curry and coffee, and paid. “Thanks for the meal.”

“No problem,” Sojiro said. As Tamako was about to leave, Sojiro added “If you need help with anything, you know where to find me again.”

Tamako nodded. “I’ll keep that in mind. Thank you.” She left.

Sojiro smirked. “Hm.” His old friend was finding her way again, and he knew he was finding his. “That kid. I’ll tell ya.”

#persona 5 #persona fanfiction #persona 5 royal #p5r rework #p5 rework #p5 femc #p5r #p5 #FeMC #female ren #ren amamiya #Lena Minamoto #yoshida toranosuke #Sumire #ann takamaki #Ryuji Sakamoto #yusuke kitagawa #jose #makoto niijima #Tamako

[sammykiszkasunusedshoes]

Summary: 1968. What a shit show of a year. But every bad thing has a good outcome, right?

A/N: decided I'd post the first chapter today ! This chapter is heavily based on the Chicago 7 trial movie (it's so good 100% suggest it.) There's not much of Sam but there will be in the next chapter! I still don't know how many chapters I will make out of this but I'll try my best. This is my first series so please bear with me. I really hope you guys like this series though, because I know little too much about 1968-69 and I'm finally putting it to good use!

Pairing: 1960!Sam kiszka x reader

Warnings: violence, swearing, blood

Word count: 1.5k (tbh it's a lot shorter than I wanted it to be but it's fine, next one will be longer.)

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Chicago. Such a loud, busy, and corrupt city to be in. But here you were, choosing this path that many in your generation were taking. Everyone who wanted to have a voice and break history came to Chicago. With the war getting worse and more of the country's men getting shipped out like cargo. It was a shit show. But you were determined to do something about it. And that's how you found yourself a part of the Students for a Democratic Society. You found yourself helping Tom Hayden and Abbie Hoffman set up many of Chicago's protests, and finding yourself trying to make sure everyone stayed out of jail.

But, low and behold Tom just had to get himself arrested for slashing a police officer's tires, and you were not bothered enough to figure out why. You decided to spare yourself of the details as a small group you gathered decided to go march the streets of Chicago to get Tom set free, but that small group quickly turned into hundreds of people. You smiled to yourself proudly at this accomplishment. You found yourself lost in thought as the in sync hollering of "Free Tom Hayden!" put you in a state of trance. You noticed a group of frat boys harassing a girl that was on someone's shoulders because she was carrying an American flag, you were about to go stop them with Jerry Rubin, a friend of Abbie's, before Abbie told you both to leave it be. You took a turn onto 11th street, and that's when you noticed that the police were lined up outside of the station with their rifles loaded and ready to shoot down every single one of the protesting Yippies.

"Abbie, we gotta turn around." You stopped walking, turning your gaze quickly to the man beside you.

"Definitely." Abbie gulped. "Jerry help get this crowd turned around, we'll start marching to the park." Abbie turned to his dear friend Jerry Rubin.

"What- why? We are here! Let's show these pigs not to mess with us!" Jerry exclaimed and you quickly shot him down.

"Absolutely not. We are not about to rush the police. We'll March to the park. We still will get the attention we want while lowering the chances of getting people killed." You put your foot down. Quickly looking around before deciding which way to lead the crowd.

"I agree with y/n" Dave Dellinger and Renni Davis nodded in agreement.

"Dave and I will stay here to make Tom's bail. The rest of you, turn this crowd around and calm them down." Abbie said as he grabbed Dave's shoulder, pulling him closer. "Do you carry cash on you? … Because I don't." Abbie asked with a slight smile. "I do. Because I'm an adult." Dave said, nodding with a sigh.

You turned around to the crowd, "Jerry we gotta get everyone to make a left on Roosevelt, get us to the park." Jerry nodded and you both got the group moving.

Once the group of protesters had gotten to the park safely, they were met with three divisions of the officers that had already headed south to beat the group.

You, Jerry, and Renni had pushed to the front of the crowd. Everyone was screaming at the police, yelling names and taunts. Even Jerry fell into the name calling. "You all are pigs! Your children are pigs!" Jerry had called out as Renni cleared his throat. "We should leave their children out of this." He said. "Yeah you're right. I know." Jerry said with a defeated sigh.

Jerry walked forward, testing the police. "Put down your guns! Fight like real fucking men!" He shouted. You grimaced, this was turning into something you didn't think it would. Violence wasn't what you had planned. You turned your head examining the crowd. The girl with the flag you saw earlier? The douchebags from the frat we're back and we're harassing her again. You started rushing towards that scene when someone from the crowd shouted, "TAKE THE HILL!"

And just like that, everyone was rushing forward, you got knocked into multiple times as you tried to defuse the situation. But as much as you hated to say it, you knew what was gonna happen next. The police rushed forward to meet the crowd, they started beating people down. Throwing tear gas. Busting skulls open. You started running trying to find Renni, or Jerry for that matter, but as you were running someone pushed you down. You heard a thud and a scream of pain. Expecting that you were the one about to get beaten you saw four guys. One on the ground holding his head, and three others jumping the cop that had hit the man on the ground. You scurried to get up, helping the man next to you. "c'mon! We gotta get out of here!" You shouted at the men. One of them responded, "get him somewhere safe! We'll take care of this!" You nodded and grabbed the boy by his arms, helping him run the best he could despite his moans of pain.

After what felt like ages to get to some part of the park that was safe, the protest had ended, the fight was over. You found yourself helping at the first aid station after you had gotten the boy settled down. After a few rounds of helping others you circled back to the boy. You got a rag and some rubbing alcohol to clean the wound on his forehead.

"Y'know, I didn't expect that I would be taking a blow from a pig for a pretty girl today." The boy gave you a smug sloppy smile.

"And I didn't expect to be cleaning blood off of a flirt" you added.

"Well, there's always a first for everything, dove." he hissed at the sting of the rubbing alcohol.

"Shit I'm sorry- dove?" You were taken back by the sudden name.

"Yeah. Dove." He smiled. "Doves are seen as a peace symbol and that's definitely what you give off. And I don't know your name so I just decided to give you a nickname." He lazily explained his reasoning.

"Well, my name is y/n. Definitely not dove." You smiled and finished cleaning up his cut.

"Well it certainly fits you, dove." He smirked. "I'm Sam, Sam kiszka" he put his hand out for you to shake.

"I would shake your hand, but I have your blood all over my hands." You laughed slightly.

"That doesn't bother me-" Sam was cut off by the three boys you saw earlier running up to the first aid booth.

"Holy shit. There you are Sam!" A shorter man compared to the other boys said.

"Thank you so much for helping him. I'm Danny" a boy with long curly hair said. "And this is Jake and Josh." He pointed to the other two boys who definitely had to be twins.

"It's no worries, it's the least I could do. Especially after letting this protest turn into a bloodbath." You sighed.

"Y/n, this turn of events wasn't your fault." Abbie said as he walked up to you, with Tom and Dave following behind him.

"Wait wait wait. You're y/n. Like y/n l/n?" Sam asked with his mouth agape.

"Yeah.. yeah that's me" you said as you wiped your hands off with a wet rag.

"See, that's why dove fits you. You are the equivalent of peace." Sam said with a sparkle in his eyes as he looked at you.

You averted Sam's gaze, as much as you loved helping with the protests, you didn't like the 'fame' that came with it. Many people knew your name, knew what you looked like. All because the police were either trying to find a way to arrest you or because of the small following you had from doing some stand up comedy with Abbie and teaching the SDS class with Tom at times. You looked over your shoulder when you heard Tom and Abbie fighting, something about a convention Abbie wanted to protest in front of.

"How do you even sleep at night?" Tom snarled, their argument getting heated about the blood that was shed today.

"Probably drugs." You chimed in. Sam laughed at your response before Tom shot you both a galre.

"Y/n, who even is that?" Tom pointed towards Sam.

You looked at Sam then back at Tom. "Sam, he pushed me out of the way when a pig tried to smash my brains in, he took the blow for me instead." You nodded.

Tom looked at Abbie and raised his hands up. "I hope you're happy with this outcome. All this blood is on your hands." Tom walked off.

"Well from the looks of it my hands are blood free." Abbie scoffed under his breath as he looked at his hands. "Y/n say goodbye to your knight in shining armor, we gotta get out of here and figure out what to do next"

Your cheeks quickly turned red as you stumbled with your words, "k-knight in shining armour?" You squeaked and turned your head towards Sam, who was leaning back with a smug smile on his face.

"I do like the sound of that," Sam jested.

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A/N: that's it for the first chapter. Next chapter will probably be out Saturday ! But keep an eye out because it may be sooner.

#flower child #1960!sam kiszka #sam kiszka #sam gvf #sam kiszka gvf #sammy gvf #sammy kiszka #sam kiskza #sam kiszka imagine #sam kiszka x reader #greta van fleet #greta van fic

[sundance201]

Kibbs & #26 for the AU fic challenge?!

This reminded me that I still have like 5 WIPs for these two that I should definitely finish so I can feel accomplished. :P Thanks for the prompt!

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"Sitting on the same park bench"

It was just one of those days. The lights of the office seemed too harsh; Abby and Ducky’s chatter was too much; Tony and Ziva’s bickering was far more than he could handle. He just needed a break.

The yippy dog currently running up to him seemed to disagree. “I am so sorry!” the petite brunette holding onto the leash apologized as her dog jumped up onto his lap and started licking his face as she jogged up to him. “She’s not usually like this! Especially around men. She’s tried to bite most of the men I try to bring home.”

“Must be bringing home the wrong sort of man,” he muttered, without really thinking as he scratched the dog behind her ears. He replayed his comment in his head and shut his eyes tightly, shaking his head, before looking up at her amused face. “Sorry. Didn’t mean that the way it came out.”

He expected that to be the end of it. She’d pick up her dog and walk off in a huff. She seemed like the type that would excel at a huffy exit. But much to his surprise, she laughed and sat down next to him on the park bench. “You’re probably right,” she said lightly, petting her dog’s rump as the dog continued to lick at Gibbs’ face. “But I have to at least give them a chance. Toni knows that I don’t judge based on first impressions, otherwise we’d have never ended up together.”

He looked over at her, eyebrows raised curiously. “Toni?”

She laughed and nodded. “Long story. Weird name for a dog, I know.”

“Just funny. I work with a Tony. He yaps almost as much as she does. It’s cuter when she does it though,” Gibbs said, making a face at the dog still happily sat in his lap.

The woman smiled as she watched them. “She’s seriously never like this with strangers. She bit me the first time we met at the shelter. You some sort of dog whisperer or something?”

“Afraid not. I’m a federal agent,” he said.

She nodded. “What agency?” In most towns, the federal agent line would get people jumpy, as if he was about to bust them for that joint they smoked when they were sixteen. But she seemed to take it all in stride. Gibbs looked up at her, giving her a once-over, trying to determine if she was an agent herself.

“NCIS,” he said finally, watching as there was a spark of recognition in her eyes.

“FBI. Word on the street is that your agency is full of cowboys who are pains in the ass. Toni can’t be *that* bad at judging character, can she?”

Gibbs laughed at that and shook his head. “Afraid so. You’re talking to the prime example of a cowboy and pain in the ass.” He looked over at her. “You don’t work with Fornell, do you?”

“Not usually, but our paths have crossed on occasion.” Her eyes narrowed, but there was a light of amusement in them. “You wouldn’t happen to be Agent Gibbs, would you?”

He laughed again and shrugged. “I would, actually.”

“Wow, if even half the stories that I’ve heard about you are true, I will definitely have to reconsider Toni’s judgement of character,” she said, laughing at Gibbs’ overly offended look. She then stuck out her hand. “Kate Todd.”

He smirked and reached over her dog, who was still perched happily in his lap, to shake her hand. “Jethro Gibbs. Though you apparently already figured that out.”

“I sure did – the first name was a surprise though,” she said teasingly. She stood up and clicked her tongue at Toni, tugging slightly at the leash. “Well, Toni and I should get going, Gibbs. Do you uh…come here a lot?”

He gave a noncommittal shrug. Kate’s lips quirked up in a smile. “Well, today’s my day off. But I usually come here for lunch when the weather’s nice. Around 1:30-ish…”

“Seems late for lunch,” he said, trying to figure out if what he thought was happening was actually happening.

She nodded. “Yeah, but it’s quieter. Better to clear your head…or get to know someone.” She jutted her chin towards the bench. “You even picked my favorite bench.”

Oh yeah, she was definitely dropping hints. “Well, it is a good bench. Might just decide to use it again. Maybe tomorrow, around 1:30?”

Kate smiled brightly. “It sounds like we’re lucky that the bench is big enough for two. At least tomorrow I’ll be without Toni. We’ll have more room and less dog slobber.”

Gibbs grinned. “Sounds like a pretty good afternoon.”

“Yeah, I think it will be.” She smiled at him and tugged lightly on Toni’s leash, starting to walk away. “See you tomorrow, Gibbs,” she said, looking back and tossing him a smile over her shoulder.

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[painterofhorizons]

From the writing meme: let’s go Friday, Saturday, Sunday, please!

Weekends, yippie! :D Thank you for asking. :*

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friday: most self-indulgent fic you have ever posted?

Posted: I would say On the Helmsman's Watch. I knew it was something that wouldn't have a broad audience due to very specific topic and gen-fic. But I really liked the idea and having @swaps55 as a beta reader made the whole writing process even more fun and helped me get exactly the story out in the end that I wanted to write. Turned out exactly the fic I wanted to write in the end, and I enjoy reading it a lot.

Written (but not yet finished/posted): The sprakling unicorn dildo fic. Sounds like crack, started as a total crack idea, more like a "what if I wrote about-" and I don't even remember anymore what started it in the beginning. But it is SUCH a fun thing to work on. It turned out much less crack-y than the initial idea, of course having some major serious touches. But yeah, the initial thought might have indeed been: women should be talking about masturbation a lot more and more freely, fuck taboos, so why not write about it? And so I did. And I discovered that just writing about it very freely is so much fun, and getting feedback in bits and pieces from @chyrstis who enjoys the story a lot so far, too, has been a great experience.

saturday: what gets you excited whilst writing?

I mean... writing, right? Sometimes when the muse hits you and you get into the flow and the words just keep coming and I end up just using a whole saturday for writing? That gets me really excited. Or, having finished something and it ends up be exactly like I wanted it to be, that gets me really excited, too. Like, physically excited, up to a point where I have to take a step back and tell myself "dude, chill out, man". :D Happened with the final version of Ghosts from the Past recently. So, the act of writing itself is just something that makes me really happy. It's been my hobby #01 for all my life, and I'm glad it's still there despite having had times when I didn't write at all.

sunday: how frequently do you take requests or prompts, if at all?

In theory: always, in reality: barely ever. By which I mean I love recieving prompts or requests, and I would love to act on them, but either something clicks with me or not, so often I end up not using them, or using them waaaay later when brain comes up with a sprakle of an idea. But please don't get me wrong, I LOVE getting prompts, because I never know when brain will be like "ah, yes, good, here is what we'll do with it".

#painterofhorizons writes #thank you for asking! <3 #theoriginalladya