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darlingpetao3 · 3 years

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One of Those Days (Harry Wells x Reader)

Rating: G

Summary: How many times can you be embarrassed in one day? Pop, rip, and stumble -- just another one of those days at S.T.A.R. Labs!

A/N: Luckily, in real life, I only ripped my jeans when no one was around me and it was in a place no one could see XD

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Of course this had to happen to you today.

You hadn’t noticed previously, but now, as you scramble to get ready for work, it’s pretty obvious that your blouse has shrunk a bit in the wash. Have all of your clothes shrunk? There’s no time to check -- this one will have to do. At least it covers my body, you think.

As you rush to make it to work at the Labs, you wish that you could’ve been the one to get hit with lightning amongst various chemicals. Super speed would be super appreciated right now.

Also abs.

Abs would be super appreciated, too.

You stride into the Cortex in as large and fast steps as possible right on the top of the hour.

Success!

“Aww,” Cisco whines, “I was really looking forward to teasing you about being late again today. I had a great line all locked and loaded.”

“Ha! You’ll just have to keep it to yourself,” you reply. Cisco’s teasing was starting to annoy you immensely as of recently. If you had been late today, and had to hear whatever jab the engineer had ready for you, there’s no doubt the rest of Team Flash would have to lock you in the pipeline to avoid committing a serious beat-down.

You raise your palm into the air. “Talk to the hand, Ramon. But good morning to Caitlin and Barry!” The latter two come out from the testing room.

“Hey, you’re here!” Barry exclaims but immediately seems to regret his choice of words. “I mean, ready for the workplace safety briefing?”

“Ugh,” you, Cisco, and Caitlin complain in unison. At least that’s something you can all agree upon. “I guess so, but where’s Harry?”

“I’m here.”

Speak of the devil -- Harry enters the Cortex with photocopies of the supposed safety manual you’re all meant to study.

“I took the liberty of…” he trails off. “(Y/L/N), there’s something different about you…”

“If it’s that I’m on time, yeah, we’re all amazed.”

But Harry’s eyes drop slightly. Oh hell, the shirt is that noticeably tight, isn’t-

POP.

Suddenly, the buttons on your blouse give up in their fight to keep everything closed and secure. They betray you and reveal your bra to the object of your affection.

“Ah-” is the only awkward noise Harry can make. He stares but a second longer, and in that time, his face turns the colour of a tomato before turning his whole body around.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God!” You can’t help but freak out. Instead of jumping out of your skin, you flee the Cortex, but not before shouting, “Carry on the briefing without me!”

The workday has barely started. Are you kidding me?

I guess it’s going to be one of those days, then.

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After waiting a calculated amount of time and tracking down the stash of wearable S.T.A.R. Labs paraphernalia, you found that the team safety meeting had concluded. Everyone was back to their respective tasks, and you wandered into the medical lab to work with Caitlin. She’s the last one who would tease you.

“So, do you want to talk about what happened this morning?” Caitlin asks you without looking up.

“Oh what, you mean my horribly embarrassing mishap? I can’t believe that happened. In front of Harry no less!”

After all, Caitlin knows about your giant crush on the scientist. You’re always confiding in her about your hopeless attraction. And you’re certain the others know about the way you feel about Harry, too, just by looking at how you react when you’re around him. The only person whom you suspect is still clueless is Harry himself.

“Yeah, talk about bad luck. He left you a copy of the manual on your desk, by the way.”

You sigh.

“If you’re going to stay in here and avoid Harry all day,” Caitlin continues, “would you mind grabbing me two beakers from the bottom shelf there?”

“Sure thing.”

You sidestep towards the cabinet Caitlin indicated, but when you crouch down, you hear the most frightening sound.

RIIIIIP.

As if every mischievous god in the universe has zoned in on you today, you realize that a huge hole has ripped in the crotch of your jeans. Dammit!! These suckers must have shrunk too!

And wouldn’t you know it, Harry enters the room at this very freaking moment. Your eyes go wide, and Caitlin witnesses your reaction. She understands what has happened and tactically throws you her own S.T.A.R. Labs sweatshirt which had been sitting on the back of a chair.

You catch it expertly and tie it around your waist to hide the colossal tear like your life depends on it.

Harry stops in place, brow furrowed. “What’s with…?” he starts. It must look ridiculous - a S.T.A.R. Labs sweatshirt on top and another identical one tied haphazardly and not in the typical fashion around your waist.

“It’s called style, Wells,” you snap. “What do you want?”

He frowns. “Copper wire. Do you have any spare-?”

A tied band of wire hurtles toward Harry, who grapples at trying to catch the equipment.

“Do I need to remind you of the workplace safety manual, section B?”

“Just go, Wells.”

The perplexed scientist grumbles to himself on his way out of the room.

“Gah, why do my clothes seem to want to destroy themselves every time we’re in the same room?” you ask Caitlin rhetorically. She offers a sympathetic laugh in response.

Later in the day, after you’ve gotten some paperwork and testing done, changed into a full-on walking S.T.A.R. Labs promotion (the joggers are quite nice), and mentally regrouped, you brave a trip to the Workshop.

“Hey,” you say to get Harry’s attention from tinkering with his new gadget. As a reflex, he stands up from his desk at your one, quiet syllable. “I just wanted to apologize for earlier. I’m sorry I snapped at you.”

“Eh, it’s alright,” he replies, in what you perceive as a fake-gruff voice. He’s not that grumpy all the time. Sometimes you think he feigns it to keep up appearances. Harry moves a little closer in your direction but stops to lean back against his desk. “It’s not like I haven’t snapped at everyone else before. Including yourself.”

“Ha, yeah. It’s just been a weird day.”

“We all have those.”

“Yeah…”

You take a step forward, but the heel of your shoe breaks off and you topple over and into his arms.

“Whoa!”

You look up at Harry, with your face burning like a thousand suns.

“Thanks…” you say a bit breathlessly.

“Not-” he clears his throat, “not a problem.”

“Harry?”

“Yes?”

“I can stand now.”

You purposefully hadn’t uttered the words, You can let go of me, because you didn’t necessarily want that. In all honesty, you could have stayed like that for much longer than the ten long seconds it really was.

“Right, sorry.”

Taking off your shoes, you’re about to make another break for it when Harry says something else.

“(Y/L/N)? You might want to have a look at section C of the manual… improper and mildly dangerous footwear.”

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popculturebuffet · 3 years

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Final Space: And Into The Fire Review or Now with 110% More Homoerotic Telepathy

Welcome new and old to my first Final Space review! If you’ve never seen the blog before, and given this is the first “new” series i’ve covered as it come out in some time that’s probably quite a few of you, welcome. I’m Jake, I do recaps and reviews of various animated shows and comics, mostly just stuff I want to do, often on comission (5 dollars an episode if theres any episode of the first two seasons of this show or any episode of any other show you’d like tos ee me cover), or for my patreon patreon.com/popculturebuffet. And it is my utmost honor to add this show to my rotating roster of shows I cover as they come out.

I friggin love Final Space. I was intrigued by it back when TBS released the animatics alongside Close Enough (Wth the two shows ironically finally together on HBO max as of earlier this month), for their doomed block. I heard a lot of good things about season 1.. and let it get away from me, not watching it till Season 2. But both seasons had more than enough to pull me in with intriguging characters, even greater jokes and a truly unique idea for a premise involving giant monsters, an edltrich god and lots of cookies.

So while it took an extra year given Covid, I’m super friggin pumped to get into season 3 at long last after the hell of a cliffhanger, especially since ironically last night I saw Steven Yeun’s oscar nominated performance in “Minari”. Now i get to watch him play a cat teenager again too.. and in a few days Mark friggin Grayson. It’s a good week to be a fan of his is what i’m saying and a good week in general.

Previously on Final Space Yo!: Since it’s been a year and while the series provides a recap , I’m going to be doing these anyway so:

Our heroes finally got all 5 dimensional keys and freed Bolo, and in the process also freed Avacato from Invictus, the horrifying entity controlling final space. Meanwhile Tribore got Sheryl to stop being a selfish prick and she joined the team trying to be a better mother from now on. But freeing Bolo came at a high cost as Nightfall sacrified herself as the sixth key (KVN was natrually both Gary and Bolo’s first choice, but was inllegible. ) So we ended the season with our heroes entering Final Space and Gary reuniting with Quinn.... while Invictus loomed. So over a year later we finally get some answers so join me under the cut for spoilers, recaps, and homoerotic text ahoy.

Something i’m doing since both the roster keeps changing.. and as I correctly guessed from the trailer, and the general tone of the promos for this season, that everyone won’t be all together all season.. or even in one piece.. i’ll be doing a silver age style roll call to let us know who all we have on the Team Squad for the episode Roll Call: Gary, Quinn, Avacato, Little Cato, Ash, Fox, KVN, HUE, AVA, Sheryl, Bolo, and Tribore

So we pick up right where we left off, Gary tearfully reuniting with Quinn, with Quinn wishing he hadn’t come for her, and Gary being Gary naturally having ignored that, and actually been more determined since that made it forbidden which made it extra tempting and him want to extra do it. God I missed this glorious idiot let me tell you.

So things are quickly interrupted by invictus, who turns out to be a giant flaming head.. thing... and chases them and the crimson light, which has to start speeding with our heroes tethered to the outside, Quinn holding onto Gary.

So we get one hell of a thrilling chase as the Crimson Light outspeeds the demon head and runs into two titans, but Bolo shows up to take out one, with Mooncake trying his dimension shattering blast thingy on Invictus.. and naturlaly g ven this is the big bad we need to show off how horrying they are, and it does NOTHING. But Gary catches his little buddy so we’re alright.

Sheryl also shows off her badass bonafieds by LIGHTFOLDING THROUGH A TITAN... granted she still has some parenting skills to learn as “lightfolding while your son is hanging out the back through an edltrich god” really isn’t a motherly thing to do.. but neither is trying to murder your child several times or blaming him for how shitty your life turned out so ANYTHING is a step up for her.

But.. it’s not enough. While she does manage to kill ONE the Crimson Light is too badly damaged to go on and we get two tragic deaths in one go... The Team Squad is forced to abandon the Crimson Light.. and AVA is too damaged to Upload into HUE. “I’m Sad” “For who?” “For you.. and for us. “ God damn Tom Kenny is amazing. You don’t need me telling you that, but sometimes you need a reminder.

So our heroes end up on a desolate mystery world, stranded in final space with no ship, no suplies and no hope. The only thing to do now is survivie and hope they can continue the mission at some point.

ONE MONTH LATER

Things have not gotten any better, as naturally , our heroes have only found weird cartoon eyed worms that regrow their heads when you bite them off. So while this means unlimited food, it’s also disgusting and Garry hates it. “This may be a head but it tastes like a butt”. Quinn and Tribore are with him and Quinn hasn’t been ready to talk about her experiences trapped in this hellscape and still isn’t but being a good dude, Gary dosen’t push her on it. Though the weird red veiny thing on her arm tells me maybe one of you should speed that up before she explodes or gets cronnenburgy. Just saying. I’ll also say i’m not huge on the one month time skip, as while I feel they probably have a reason for being that specific i’ts a bit TOO long and I question why have that long a period of a jump, not the longest but still long enough for things to happen with nothing changingin that time? Still it’s a minor nitpick in an otherwise fantastic episode so I can let it go, I just don’t get it.

What we do get is some Gary Corpses dropping and Invictius puppeting them... i’m with gary that is bowel openingly scary. I also do like how despite the FAR more dire circumstances, they still get in the requisite shenanigans this series requires. I’ts not to the network mandated subplot levels where it distracts, but it’s enough to help ease the terror of the situation and isn’t around for situations like the opening where it really SHOULDN’T be. As the series always has when something big happens, the bollocks goes away. Once we’re in between we can get back to literal pissing contests, KVN leading a crowd to their deaths and HUE in a pimp hat like god intended.

So yeah our heroes have to outrun the horrible horde of Gary’s, though Little Cato catches on something’s wrong as Tribore makes gary cary him as foreshadowing for later and Sends mooncake down to asssit. Our heroes escape.. but a cave in happens.

After the break, Gary wakes up confused with the party now split in two: Gary, Quinn, KVN, Tribore and HUE on one side and Avacato, Ash, Fox, Little Cato and Sheryl on the other. So Gary does the logical thing... and take his shirt off telling Avacato to feel him.

I mean I didn’t even ship them before this scene but... Gary claims because of their bond he can telepahtically connect with Avacato. That’s normal Gary shenanigans.. except not only does he shrug off his girlfriend asking why they can’t do that.. but it WORKS. We have a scene of the two telepahtically talking in a wheatfield that is so homerotic I guarantee there only wasn’t the Careless Whisper sax because they couldn’t afford it.. or their saving it for later this season. Look sometimes you don’t ship a ship because you just.. dont’ care that strongly one way or another and sometimes you just need an incredibly gay scene to see the light. Same thing happened with Weblena same thing here.

Fox also says “that was glorious to watch” same man. That was freaking art. So our heroes split up into three plots. As usual for me

Team Gary: So yeah... Triobore’s pregnant. No way to really softball into that. He’s been pregnant this whole time. So we get a stupid and mildly horrifying gross out sequence with Gary having to look Triobore in teh eyes and Quinn having to “uncork him”. Which is code for ... you know what i’m not going to say it. If you’ve seen the episode you know and if not your better off not visualizing it trust me. Point is this whole sequence is dumb and the worst part of the episode by far. And the series CAN do good gross out. While Olan Rodgers regrets it, the pissing contest was one of the funniest scenes of season 2, and managed to make a gross idea on paper actually pretty damn funny. This.. this is just “Haha males giving birth and tribore’s an asshole”. There’s no joke here just a .. plug. .. gah.. the vomit is rising let me tell you.

We do get something good out of this nightmare, Tribore’s son who hatches as the army of gary’s dig their way in, Quanstranstro, who rapidly ages into a stylsih spanish speaking adult badass. He is fucking awesome and a great addition to the team and the sheer.. oddity of his birth is wonderful even if the actual birthing was not. Then the climax happens so before that.

Team Avacato:

Avacato and Co come across a sleeping giant robot cyborg .. thingy. Naturally Fox wakes him up. Little Cato remains not suprised. It occelates between panicking over it’s legs being gone and amenisa and is pretty damn funny. It’s voiced by John Dimagio. But it gets serious as we find out nothing has ever made it out of final space, and things.. change the longer there there. And Quinn’s been there several months if not a year. Whuh oh. This part is much better both due to better jokes and plot advancment.. though again Quanstrano is still fucking amazing.

Team Bolo: Bolo meanwhile returns and fights a titan, and has mooncake help him rather htan join the others, but looses, hitting the planet with his body.. I mean he might not get back up.. but the impact shatters the caverns and causes an explosion. Everyone but Gary, Quinn, KVN and HUE are MIA, as our remaining party find earth floating overhead.

TO BE CONTINUED>

Final Thoughts: A decent start to the season. Like I said the whole birthing sequence can die in a fire and reminds me of the terrible comedy subplots adult swim wanted grafted onto two episodes.. but otherwise it’s a tense stark opener that sets up the bleak tone while still keeping the series rediciulous shenanigans in tact. It’s the perfect welcome back after so long. I mean the gay telepathy alone would make it a winner.

Next Time on This Blog: We dive into a little history with HIsteria. See you at the next rainbow.

#final space #gary goodspeed #avacato #little cato #quinn airgon #ash grayven #fox #KVN #HUE #AVA #invictus #bollo #sheryl goodspeed #tribore menendez

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cowandcalf · 4 years

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Writer’s Month 2020 - To Find A Way

Prompt No.14 - Metamorphosis Part III

Chapter 1 - 8

Chapter 9

Danny has not thought this through. He stormed out of the apartment with a single goal to clear the situation. He needs to know what Steve has told his little girl. He knows Steve wouldn't just promise such a big thing if he didn't mean to deliver his end of the bargain. Danny knows this like it's branded into his bones. Steve's a warm-hearted and sincere soul. Danny has watched him interact with Mary. God, this man has love to give and he gives.

However, Danny still hears Grace's pleading voice. The yearning behind the words to go and see dolphins at Steve's house tears into Danny's soul. What if this isn't something that's going to happen. What then? He wants nothing more than to make her wish come true. But it's out of his hands. He needs Steve to fulfill his baby girl's dream.

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Danny's concentration gets pulled back on the road when the car bumps hard over stones or a rotten branch. Shit. It is night, and stupidly dark, and he drives like a love-drunken lunatic through fucking dense jungle to get to Steve. He's a bit ashamed of his intentions. There is no sense in lying to himself. He wants to see Steve again. As if he hasn't had a good chunk of the man's time during lunch. But the more Danny spends time with this mysterious guy the thirstier he gets. Danny drives up to Steve's secret garden under the pretext to talk to him about Grace. That's a big reason to skid over the pathetic road at night, caking his Camaro with mud but there's more to it. He can't fool himself. He wants more. So much more it scares him. And he knows Steve only for a little more than over a week. The intensity of the emotions racing through his veins makes his hands shake.

The tires work hard to get through the soaked soil on the dirt road. The jungle looks spooky with the darkness only lit by the bright cons of light. The rain drops constantly on the roof. Danny curses. He doesn't even know if Steve's up there. What if he spends the night at the beach house? God knows where that is. Danny grabs his cell. Fuck, no reception. He is one fine, stupid detective is what he is.

The shape of Steve's huge truck appears in the light beam. Danny throttles the engine and rolls gently onto the wide-open place that spreads out in front of Steve's 'flowers hop'. That word's a joke for what it hides in the backyard. It's the gate to a secret garden with layers as deep as the universe.

Danny pushes the car door close. "Steve?" He shouts into the night. The windows of the house are sparsely lit. Danny has no idea in what condition he might find Steve. Last time, he sneaked up on him with a drawn weapon. "STEVE? Yo, are you home? It's me, Danny!" He looks around but the darkness is too dense. He can't see a damn thing over in the scrubs a few feet from where he's standing. He stares right into a pitch-black hole. The clouded, rainy night swallows all the remaining light. The first rumble of thunder adds a dangerous and audacious touch to the atmosphere. It's a wild beauty and makes Danny think of Steve. Untamed and mysterious.

And jungle nights aren't silent and peaceful. In fact, it's loud with all the rustling, swooshing noises all around, quite apart from the fact that a bunch of wild animals seems to have a meeting somewhere close. The air is filled with insects despite the rain. Gah, the whirring and chirping isn't particularly reassuring either. The things you do for love. Danny scrubs with one hand over his face.

"Steve, are you home? Don't throw grenades, okay?" He knocks on the door. "It's Danny! I keep shouting my name until I'm sure you've noticed my presence." He starts pounding on the door. "Steve?"

Okay, again with the heartbeat racing. Danny feels like a teenager but there is also the rising worry if Steve's on the floor frozen in memories unable to snap out of it.

A new wave of distinct thunder rolls through the thick clouds and swallows most of the sound.

Danny presses down the door handle and the heavy wooden door clicks open. "Whoa, at least, I don't have to shoot the lock open." He murmurs to himself. "Steve! I'm coming in! It's me, Danny, the guy from lunchtime. Grace's father. STEVE?" He reaches the state where he keeps calling Steve's name ongoing.

The apartment is empty, meaning, Steve's not there but he must be around because there are hints, he's close. The back door is wide open. The couch is a pull-out bed. The sheets are rumpled, and several cushions lie on the floor. Danny turns his back on the portrayed privacy right in front of his eyes. The image of a sleeping Steve, a naked sleeping Steve, all mused hair and hoarse voice, is now burned on the inside of his eyelids. He suppresses a moan of want that threatens to escape over his lips. Sweet hell.

The small lamp on the floor next to the bed is lit. Soft music fills the air from a radio Danny can't see. He counts three coffee mugs staying around. And dirt. There's so much dirt on the floor. Like an inside dirt road leading out to the garden. The big old wooden table is scattered with empty crates. Some are filled with seedlings, some are empty. It's an organized chaos but still. "Steve? Hey, where are you? I'm coming out, stepping through the door to your garden in three seconds, okay?" Danny gets anxious. No word from Steve. Not a tiny speck of his clothes or his tattoos under golden skin. "Steve, I'm getting worried! If you do not show yourself in three seconds, I'll pull my gun and come searching for you!" Danny snaps the holster safety off and is about the reach for his gun when Steve bursts into the room.

"Danny! Jesus Christ! I hear you shouting for five minutes already. Didn't you hear me answering? I even screamed your name!" Steve's eyes are comically wide, and he talks so fast Danny wants to laugh. But he can't. What happened to Steve? How can someone look like this?

The thunder moves closer and the dull, heavy rumble vibrates in Danny's chest. "Why do you wear a headlight?" He shouts over to where Steve stands holding on to a create. Danny shields his eyes with a hand. "I can't see shit, Steve, take the light out of my face." Steve is caked from head to toe, caked with mud and wet. Danny stares. "What happened to you? This time you cannot make me believe you haven't been crawling through the jungle, or through your garden." He blurts. "Who looks like that? You covered in mud like you had fun rolling around in it. Don't tell me you miss the freaking insane training you had in BUD/S. I read about that Hellweek stuff. How do they call the mud wrestling exercises? Mudflats? Did you need a bonding moment with dirt?"

Steve hauls the create onto the large worktop next to the back door. "What are you talking about? Mudflats? What – I, no. Nothing like that." He switches off the headlight. "It's nice to see you, too, Danny." Steve smiles over to him. "And sorry to disappoint you again. No crawling through dark jungle patches, just taking care of my seedlings."

Danny nods and escapes into banter. Banter means shallow and safe water. Because this wild, dauntless man who looks like he took a mud-bath makes Danny want to fuck him six ways from Sunday. "Yeah, nice to see you too, Steve. I didn't hear you shouting my name." He clips the holster safety close and leans against the nearest furniture. "What's with the mud, huh? Are all people who do garden work that dirty?" Danny waves his hand and takes Steve's appearance in. His stomach swoops and smoldering lust crawls south and starts to fill his cock.

Steve chuckles. "Why do you even bother how I look like? I'm passionate, is all. I love to feel the soil in my hands. I have to get my seedlings into the ground." Steve can't stop smiling.

"You have to get your flowers into the ground – at night with a headlight – when a big ass thunderstorm rolls in. What happened to gardening by day?" Danny makes wide eyes at Steve and carefully lets the tension turn into a mad swarm of butterflies behind his belly button.

"Hmm?"

"You heard me the first time."

Steve mimics Danny's posture and crosses the arms over his massive chest. Danny pushes every decent thought in the back of his mind. He gets harder with every second he watches Steve's dirt-covered skin. The guy wears a tank top and the same old, threadbare jeans. His feet are black from standing in the mud.

"I had stuff to do. Places to be. Haven't planned to be back that late. That's the boring explanation for the night work. No extraordinary SEAL explanation except that I like to use the rain to water the seedlings once they're in the ground. Because once out in the open the young plants must be covered with water and mud profusely to protect the gentle baby-roots, so they can grow. Rain is easier, saves time."

Danny is mildly impressed. "And you've learned all that from your mother?"

"Yes, that and much more. I grow vegetables too. And I cook."

"Do you want me to throw confetti?"

Steve's laugh is infectious. "You don't look so happy about the thunder, Danny."

Danny tries not to twitch but the roaring thunder creeps closer. "I don't like the lightning that comes with the thunder and mostly there's driving rain in the middle of the storm. I don't like that either."

Steve pushes his butt off the table and reaches for the last crate. He studies Danny over his shoulder, his dirt-covered muscular shoulder where ink peeks through. How can unwashed skin be so damn sexy? "You won't be struck by lightning if that's what worries you. Too many trees, Danny. But the fact that you are here and the fact that there is a thunderstorm gathering tells me you need something from me. So, uhm did you miss me, Danny? Is that the reason you drop by that late? Or what can I do for you?"

Danny performs a helpless motion with one hand. Grace! Dolphins! Wow. Did he forget about why he came here in the first place? No. he did not, did he? Steve's like a freaking black hole. He sucks Danny's entire attention right up on the spot. "Well, I came for a special reason but that can wait. The talk can wait. And what if I missed you?"

It takes a split second for Steve to shut Danny out. It's like a blind gets pulled down behind his eyes. Danny watches the not-visible emotions race over Steve's face. He might be a master in hiding feelings but some seep through. Danny can't see them but he senses them with every fiber of his body. It's like his body hair has turned into an insane hyper-sensitive seismograph.

"You wanna get dirty?" Steve lifts the create and walks closer.

"What are you even asking?" Danny can't balance fast enough. The hard, hot image of Steve's large, rough hand wrapped around his cock knocks the wind right out of him.

"Are you afraid of the dark, Danny? Ready for some funky gardening? Guerilla gardening might be the right word for that. Hmm? Up for that?" Steve's voice is black velvet on Danny's skin.

There's so much hidden meaning behind the questions Steve's asking. Danny is overwhelmed. The sudden heat that blazes behind his chest and between his legs makes it hard to focus. Why can nothing happen in a moderate pace with this guy? Danny pretends to be dense as concrete. If the dull fire in Steve's eyes is a harbinger of what lies beneath Danny will burn with a wild cry on his lips. Holy shit.

Steve challenges Danny. And Goddamnit, challenge's fucking accepted. Danny steps forward and holds Steve's heavy gaze. "You think I'm a damn pussy."

"I might," dark voiced words setting Danny on fire.

"You think I'm a freaking putz because I don't like thunderstorms." Danny tugs the shirt up and rushes through the buttons to pop them open.

Steve leans in with the create pressed to his abs. "What the fuck are you doing, D?"

"That's my best shirt. I don't need to roll around in the dirt with my best shirt on." He tosses the crumpled piece of fabric over to Steve's bed. He doesn't miss. Claim announced.

"Are you fucking with me here, Detective Williams?" Steve growls with his head turned to where Danny's shirt has landed on his bed.

"Does it look like I'm that kind of guy?"

Steve breathes heavily with parted lips. "Nope."

Danny's hard on pulses in his briefs. "Good." He unclips his service weapon and his badge and puts both on the chair next to him. "Got a second headlight, big guy?" His nipples pucker instantly with the way Steve's eyes touch his skin. He toes his shoes off and bends down to pull his socks off, too. He wiggles his toes. He stands the sensual pain with what Steve's eyes carve into his chest.

"Right behind you," Steve's breath fans over his skin. He's so close. "Your pants will get wet and dirty."

Danny unbuckles his belt and pulls it through the straps with a sharp move. The belt buckle clatters when he lets it drop on the floor. "I'm not putting your baby plants in the ground stark naked."

Steve's crooked smile is lewd. "Let's head out then."

Steve gets rid of his tank top outside. The heavy rain pelts down on their bare backs. Danny's pants are soaked in seconds. The wet fabric clings to his thighs. The wet, rain-soaked soil is downright luscious. It's soft and kneeling in it, digging the toes into it fills Danny with a light joy. The rain is cold, but his skin is hot and fiery. It's the craziest thing he has ever done. "When have you become so wild?" He shouts and laughs.

"I don't know what that even means." Steve answers with a lightness to his voice that makes Danny want to lean over to taste the rain on his shoulder.

Steve takes Danny's hands in his and shows him how to drill a small hole with a digit. "Do it like that," he doesn't let go, "you make the holes and I put the seedlings in." Steve's full voice drowns out the thunder easily.

Danny watches their mud-covered hands how they work side by side lit by the small beam of light attached to their foreheads. Danny loses the feeling for time. A thing that seems to happen when he's in Steve's garden. They become a part of nature with the wind tearing at their wet hair and the constant flickering of lightning followed by a sound as if heaven cracks open. The storm is right above them. Steve's body position is relaxed, his movements are floating and beautiful, skilled, and calming. "Okay, that's it."

"Already?"

"Yeah, already." Steve is suddenly in his personal space. He switches off the lamp first before he pulls Danny's headlight off his head.

The darkness isn't so dark. The flickering light of the sky reveals the hunger on Steve's face. Everything fades away. Nothing matters but Steve, kneeling in the dirt, with the rain streaming down his ripped, muscular chest. Danny's eyes dart over to watch how Steve shuffles closer. His knees bump into Danny's. Danny catches Steve's ardent look and the slow move of his arm. Danny groans and leans into the rough grip when Steve wraps his dirt-covered hand around his neck.

Danny cups Steve's face and waits with a racing heart. Steve presses his lips to Danny's for a searing kiss. It's wet and slick, loaded with desire and want. Steve tastes of rain and hope. He pushes his tongue hard into Danny's mouth. Danny groans like he has waited a lifetime for this to happen. He holds Steve's head with both hands, fingers spread wide, and falls backward. He pulls Steve on top of him. Danny opens his lips to get as much of Steve's eager tongue into his mouth as possible. He drinks rain from Steve's lips. The guttural moans Steve pours into his mouth go straight to his straining cock.

Steve's weight presses him down. The wet soil is a strange sensation on his bare skin. The little stones sting, and leaves, and tiny twigs scratch. Danny wants more. The wet fabric of his pants hinders him to spread his legs, but Steve's big hands grab his knees and press them apart. The tear of material only makes Danny want to bite Steve. It makes him wild.

"Wrap your legs around me," Steve says between kisses.

Danny can't hear with the ongoing wind and the rain still pouring down on them. He smears mud over Steve's chest and bucks up into Steve's crotch. Danny's head falls back when his hard on rubs against Steve's bulge. "Oh, fuck."

Steve shuts him up with wild, biting kisses. He licks and sucks at Danny's lips and simultaneously pushes Danny deeper into the dirt. Steve rocks his hips and grinds down on Danny's hard cock. He shows him what he wants. Danny clings to him, hooks his legs up his hip, and crosses his ankles behind his back. He grunts into Steve's open mouth when he gets lifted from the ground into Steve's lap. This crazy guy hauls him up to walk with him over to the lanai. Danny bites along Steve's jawline and tightens the grip of his legs around Steve's waist. He grabs at Steve's pecs, runs his hands over broad shoulders and fans all his fingers through dark, wet hair.

Danny doesn't feel the jet of the shower. It's the same temperature as the rain. Steve washes the dirt from his hair with gentle moves. The water washes away the mud on their skin. Danny peels his pants off and steps out of them. He watches Steve do the same. He wraps his fingers around Steve's hard member and sucks one of Steve's nipples between his lips. He gasps into another round of blinding hot kisses. Without another word Steve yanks him back up. Arms as strong as steel are wrapped around Danny's waist. Steve seals his lips with his and carries him inside.

Steve throws Danny onto the pull-out bed and crawls over to box him in. He towers over him on all four. Steve's cock is a heavy weight between his legs. His gaze is like a whole new universe. And Danny drowns.

"Make me come, babe," Danny whispers.

Steve's bruising kiss is most welcome.

The back door is still wide open.

TBC

#writersmonth2020 #h50 8.14 #mcdanno #fic rec #mcdanno fic rec #ongoing story #prompt fill #this includes smut #mild smut #thank you for reading guys

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cefstickles · 6 years

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Indecisive Interactions

Hello Everyone! First Royality tickle fic! I kind of rushed it slightly because it was for my friend,Turtler’s birthday and it was over a week and a half late, but other than that I think it's ok. The first part was so much fun to write! I forgot how cute Royality is, so I hope you all enjoy this mess that is the sunshine ship! Love you all! Enjoy!

Indecisive Interactions

(Ships): Royality

Words ~ 2,596 ~

Warnings: Tickling

It started with an idea. An idea that both sides had agreed upon, but once the execution of that idea came to pass, neither of them had any clue what to do. So two parties sat there, on opposite couches, trying to discuss what they should do together that would constitute as quality time. Well, more like the fanciful side was rambling idea after idea while Patton agreed wholeheartedly to each and every one. This caused the prince to become slightly self-conscious of Patton's true feelings about any of his ideas.

"Oh! How about a board game?" Patton clasped his hands for maybe the seventeenth time.

"Oh I love board games!" Roman sunk a little.

"Card games...?"

"I love those too!" It was too much for the prince to process. He groaned outwardly and rubbed his temples, trying to get a hold of his temper.

"For Athena's sakes, Patton! Stop giving me the same answer for every idea I have! Just pick one over the other! Ugh. Even you can't love everything with the same intensity! Please, just tell me which one you'd like to do!" Patton frowned a little and thought with a face that could mirror Logan's eyebrow raise of utter confusion. After a minute, the moral side looked just as defeated as the prince himself.

"I don't know Princey! I can't pick! All those ideas you gave are amazing! And as much as I'd like to choose between them...I just...can't! I just want to do what you want to do!" Roman fell back on the couch in dramatic fashion.

"Not again, Patton! We are going in a circle here! What I want to do is what you want to do, yet we both want to do what the other side wants and no decisions are being made on which activity we will do!" Patton hung his head a little and fiddled with his thumbs. He watched as Roman pulled at his hair with frustration.

"I'm sorry Roman! I don't know what you really want to do! But, I promise it's not because I don't want to spend time with you! I do! It's just we both are too nice. Eheh. This 'kind' of argument is just a round Robin for us!" Roman's response to Patton was a pillow in the face, sending the moral aspect in almost the exact position Roman was on the couch in front of him.

"Stop it! I already told you I want to do what you want to do, and I gave you a whole list of options. Just freaking TELL ME!" The moral aspect gave a half-hearted chuckle at the pillow Roman threw at him, and lamely tossed it back allowing the prince to catch it with ease. Roman twirled the pillow in his hands, trying to think up a solution to their predicament. With Virgil and Logan gone, this wasn't an easy task, but it only took a moment for a possible idea to come to him.

"Okay. Patton." Roman clasped his hands together and drew a breath, touching his middle fingers to his nose as he regained his composure. "I have a proposition for you." He pointed with his folded hands towards the moral side. Patton perked up and nodded vigorously, signifying he was intently listening to what he had to say.

"If...you tell me what you'd like to do in these next couple hours, I will personally see to it that your next request is fulfilled! Regardless of what I, Logan, or Virgil think!" Roman stood up on the couch to confirm his point, watching proudly as Patton followed suit and started clapped wildly.

"Wait really?!" Patton's eyes were the widest they had been that day, and finally the prince felt like they were getting somewhere.

"Yes really! But, in order to do that, you need to choose." Roman smirked and collapsed back on the couch, feeling that his side of the bargain had been portrayed perfectly. Patton drew in a deep breath and did the same.

"Okay. I can do this..." He closed his eyes and tapped at his forehead. "Think, think think, think, think."

Roman manifested a glass of water in his hand and drank daintily. "A winnie the pooh reference! Classic." The moral aspect smiled warmly and went right back to thinking. The prince scrutinized his fellow side's face as he did this, when he noticed a peculiar blush grow on Patton's face as he seemed to accumulate an idea.

"How about...umm...oh wait nevermind..." Roman raised an eyebrow at Patton's pinked expression and set his glass of water down.

"Have you thought of something, Patton dearest?" It seemed Patton's blush only grew at the nickname and Roman's interests were now clearly piqued about what he had in mind.

"Uhh...yeah! But...it might not be something you wanna do so let's just move on! Eheheheh! How about that board game idea you had? We could play Monopoly-" Roman quickly put a finger against Patton's lips to shush him.

"At this point, Patton, this is the most interest you've shown at anything today! So do tell me what this original idea you had of yours was?" Patton tried to swallow his blush and was only mildly successful as the prince transfered over to his couch and sat down next to him. Patton laughed nervously and waved his hand around like it was nothing.

"Awh, don't worry about it. I'll just ask for it for my one request you said you'd fulfill! Eheheh!" Roman knew that Patton laugh all to well and it so happened to be the same laugh Patton would use when he was trying to conceal his feelings. Roman was having none of that.

. "Well there's no harm in telling me now is there?" Roman gave Patton a playful grin and watched as the blush came back to spread across his face. Oh this was going to be fun.

"Well...I...uhm-" Patton fiddled with his thumbs faster.

"It's nothing explicit is it, padre?" Roman just had to jest watching as Patton jumped back in hurried fashion and rush to his own defense.

"What?! Nononononono! Nothing like that! It might be slightly intimate-"

"Intimate you say?" Roman grabbed his water and downed it quickly, moving his face closer to Patton's. "I can do intimate." Patton snorted at the Prince's face and playfully pushed it away.

"Stop it. No no nothing like that! You should know by now I'm all about the heart and not about the bod!" Roman gave him a disbelieving smirk.

"Really now? Because I'm positive I'm not the only one who bears a fancy towards six packs." Patton's blush got a bit redder as it began to rush to the tips of his ears. Roman threw his head in laughter, quite glad of his victory.

"R-roman!!" The prince clapped a hand on his back, sending Patton forward a bit.

"I knew it! So how intimate would you like it? I can take off my shirt." Patton was sure his hips didn't need to move that much if he was just taking off his shirt, nevertheless his blush finally spread down to his neck.

"GAH! No! Keep your shirt on Roman!" Patton reached to the hem of Roman's shirt that was already exposing his belly button and attempted to pull it back down. "Modesty!"

"What modesty Patton? There's no one here but us." Patton yanked it down out of Roman's hands.

"Noo!! Stop!"

"Okay fine fine! How intimate are we talking then?" Roman clasped hands with Patton, pulling him and himself off the couch and to their feet.

"I just wanna cuddle!" Patton shouted. A little more volume than what was necessary since Roman was right in front of him, but the prince understood because of how insecure the moral aspect must have felt saying that. "I've cuddled with Logan and Virgil, but it's been forever since we've cuddled! And I feel like we don't have much interaction so I'm sorry if that's weird to ask, but your famILY too. Don't forget that." Roman gave a warm half smile and wiggled from side to side.

"Aw shucks..." Patton smiled.

"Also, this whole bonding thing is because we both agreed that the Sander's Sides videos have been growing us two apart more than bringing us together and we wanted to change that. That was your idea...wasn't it Roman?" The prince smiled and brought Patton in for a hug.

"Yes. I suppose it was. Well to heck with it. Why don't we cuddle a bit?" Roman kicked off his boots and laid on the couch behind them, motioning for Patton to do the same.

"Just like that? Don't you want like a movie on or something-BLANKET!?" The fanciful side chuckled at Patton's reaction when he summoned a large fuzzy blanket that depicted cats and dogs playing together. He had to hold his squeal in as Patton practically jumped on him and burrowed underneath the blanket.

"Judging by that reaction, I don't think a movie will be necessary." As Patton wiggled under the blanket and got himself situated in the prince's arms, Roman couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm for cuddles. He quickly snaked an arm around Patton's waist, hearing him let out a soft, surprised squeal as he was brought closer to the chest of the larger spoon.

They stayed like that in comfortable silence for a couple minutes, until a low rumbling decided to interrupt their wordless hangout.

"Excuse me?" Roman commented, opening an eye to the moral aspect that was in front of him.

Patton giggled nervously. "Oh that was just my tummy. Ya know...I just ate, so food's settling."

The prince inwardly smirked as an idea began forming in his mind. "Your tummy you say?" He rested his hand around Patton's middle directly on the body part in question. "And it thinks it has the gall to interrupt peace and quiet between me and it's owner?!"

Roman rubbed it gently, causing Patton to squirm a little. The smiles on both aspect's only continued to grow wider. "R-roman? Wh-at?"

"Perhaps it needs to be taught a lesson." Roman grinned devilishly as he began to skitter his fingers lightly along Patton's belly. Patton quickly doubled into light giggles, half-heartedly pushing Roman's attempts at tickling away from his person.

"Wahahait! Rohoman! It's involuhuhuntary!"

Roman clicked his tongue. "Such a big word! Tell me Patton have you been spending more time with Logan than me?! That in itself is a crime! You and your full belly shall be punished equally!" Patton was now giggling into the confines of the blanket, quickly realizing that he had nowhere to escape from Roman's wiggling fingers.

"Ihihihi sahaid I wahahanted to cuhuhuddle!" Patton let out a quick snort when Roman's hand had snaked up under his shirt and squeezed his hip.

"But we are cuddling Patton dearest! Tickling is just one aspect of cuddling! And also, might I add we aren't fighting over what to do as a bonding experience anymore. I believe this is an experience in and of itself. Plus, your laughter is an added bonus!" Roman trapped Patton against his front, now skittering just a bit more rigorously once he noticed Patton trying to escape his clutches.

"Rohohohohohohohoman!!! Nahahaht there!!" His fingers were diligently kneading the skin right under Patton's navel.

"Oh why not here? Are you too ticklish here?" The prince raised an eyebrow at Patton's squeal when one of his pointer fingers slipped into his belly button. "Goodness you are adorable. We should spend time together more often if it means I get to hear your melodious laughter." The giggling continued to spew from Patton's mouth, but turned to high pitched squeals when Roman began nuzzling into his neck.

"Rohohohohomahahahannn!! Stahahahaahppp!!!" Patton turned his body inward towards Roman and beat his chest softly, hoping the prince would take a hint that he had enough.

The prince frowned and slowed his tickles. Though he was sad the intimate moment had passed, there was now no trace of awkwardness between the two sides in the blanket. He had the urge to continue tickling, but refrained in case the moral aspect didn't want it.

Patton must have read his emotions because not a minute later, Patton took one of Roman's hands and rested it on his side. "Just a little lighter? It's not that I mind rougher tickles, it's just...I like to enjoy the intimate touch that comes from my famILY, ya know?"

Roman awwed, and gently tickled Patton's sides up and down. Watching him squeak and squirm as if this was the best experience in the world was really quite therapeutic to the prince. Patton guided his fingers up to his ribs, into his armpits, up to his neck, then back down to his belly, only for the cycle to repeat itself. Once Patton had enough, he gently grabbed Roman's wrists, and the fanciful aspect quickly withdrew.

"Tha-ank you." Patton sheepishly grinned, watching as the realization dawned across Roman's expression.

"Say Patton, this wasn't the intimate thing you were blushing about earlier was it?" The moral aspect fiddled with his wrist.

"Maaaayyybee?" Roman chuckled and pressed a quick kiss to Patton's still pink cheeks.

"There's no need to be embarrassed, Patton. It was adorable, and I much rather enjoyed the activity."

Patton yawned and sleepily eyed the side in his arms. "Wouldja want the activity done back to you then sometime?" It was now Roman's turn to flush.

"O-oh...maybe some other time. For now, cuddles are perfectly fine. I'm not opposed to being on the receiving end sometime soon however." The moral aspect pecked Roman on the cheek and snuggled his face closer to his chest.

"Good. Cuz I'll bet that princely laughter is amazing. I'd love to hear a real laugh from you sometime." The royal aspect gave a nervous laugh.

"Sure! It sounds great." But he was thankful when the moral aspect did no other prodding into his real laugh.

Another couple seconds went by before the silence was broken again, but this time by Patton's voice.

"Thank you for cuddling Roman."

"Hm? Oh of course. It's what you wanted and I am also having fun."

"I mean it when I say this Roman, that even if we didn't cuddle, I would have had just as much fun doing any of the things you suggested earlier." Roman took a second to scratch his head.

"Even over this?" Roman gestured to their cuddling position. "Which you clearly wanted so much?"

"Well yeah! Cuddling is always fun, but I still would have been happy with anything else. Wanna know why?"

"Why then?"

"Because the thing I love most of all..." Patton brought his face a little closer to Roman's. "...is spending time with you." Roman flushed a tremendous amount and the grin on Patton's face told him the moral aspect had gotten the reaction he had wanted from him.

"Alright alright. We're even. You and only you can turn me into this mushy sappy mess that I am now."

"I wouldn't have you any other way." Patton pressed another kiss to his cheek before laying his head back down on Roman's chest. "I'm feeling sleepy. Wanna nap together?"

The blush only continued to spread to Roman's neck. "Might as well, I don't feel like getting up anytime soon."

"Then don't! You're too comfy anyways." Patton nuzzled into Roman's neck before letting out a sigh of satisfaction. "Nighty night Roman."

"It's day, but sure. Goodnight...Patton." Patton was asleep long before Roman was able to, but the prince didn't mind. He used that time to think. To think about how much bonding he truly had been missing with the moral aspect. And he could only think about the experiences they could share together if they continued to bond like this. The thought of it all brought a smile to his face as he finally drifted off to sleep.

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yanderemeganekko · 7 years

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Cocktail Prince Event - Summer Festival Story Part 1

In which Caipiroska runs into dangerous strangers, Martini is afraid of ghost stories, Kiss In The Dark is a gentleman, and everyone has some fruit jelly.

I plan on doing more of these later this week - I’m actually gonna write the transcript of the second part down today, so look forward to it being translated. I’ve also added translator’s notes at the end of this, so check them out if you feel like it.

迫りくるデンジャラス Looming danger

カイピロスカ兄さん、どこに行っちゃったんだろう？こんなことになるから、ちゃんと手を繋いでおけばよかったどうしよ。。。きっといまごろ兄さん--- Caipiroska Brother, where did you wander off to? If I knew it was gonna be like this, we should have held hands. What should I do... right now, brother must be- ドンッ (bump) わっ！ごめんあさい！ Wah! Sorry! 男性どうしたんだい僕？ひとりぼっち？お母さんかお父さんは？ Man What's wrong, kid? You're alone? Where's your mom and dad?

カイピロスカ実は兄さんとはぐれてしまって。。。 Caipiroska To be honest, I got separated from my brother... 男性それは大変だ！それならおじさんが一緒にお兄さんを探してあげようだからほら、こっちにおいでおじさん優しいからね。。。 Man That's terrible! In that case, I'll look for your brother with you. So, come with me. This old man here's real nice, so...

マティーニあ～～～。。。あっち！なんでこんなにクソあついんだよ。誰に許可とってこんなに暑くなってやがる Martini Gah... so hot! Why is is so freaking hot! Who said it could be this hot!!

サルティ・ドッグじゃあプール行かない？冷たい水でザバーンってしたら絶対気持ちいいよ！ Salty Dog Well, shouldn't we go to the pool then? Playing around in cold water's gotta feel great!*

カイピリーニャへえ。。。たまにはいいこと言うじゃん Caipirinha Huh... you do say some good things sometimes.

Aoi 気持ちよさそうだけど、人がたくさんいそうだね。。。 It sounds good, but there's gonna be lots of people...

ジャック・ロース朝、ニュースでも映ってたけど人が多すぎて泳ぐどころじゃなさそうだったな。満員電車みたいになってたから Jack Rose People are flocking to places where you can swim. They talked about it on the news this morning. It seems like the trains are all crowded, too.

カイピロスカ満員電車みたいなプールは嫌ですね。みなさんの体温で水が温まってそうですし Caipiroska I don't like crowded pools. It feels like the water gets all warm because of people's body heat.

マティーニ嫌なもん想像させるんじゃねえよ。ガキはビニールプールにでも入ってろ Martini Isn't that just your imagination? Brats should just go play in the kiddy pool.

カイピロスカボクは子供じゃないですよ！ Caipiroska I'm not a child!

サルティ・ドッグプールがダメでも、夏っぽいことはしたいよね～スイカ割りとか。。。あ！怪談話とかどう？すぐにできるし、夏っぽいし、涼しくなれるし！ Salty Dog Even if the pool's no good, I wanna do something summer-like～ Like watermelon splitting, or... ah! What about telling ghost stories? We can do it right now, it's summer-like, and it's sure to give you chills!

マティーニはっ、はあ！？か、かかか怪談話なんてしねえよ！だっだだ、誰がそんなガキみてえなこと！ Martini H-huh!? Telling g-g-ghost stories, who would want to do something like that! Th, that's such a childish idea!

サルティ・ドッグえ～。。。怪談話もダメ？ Salty Dog Aw～... So that's no good either?

コシコシ (step,step)

キスインザダークお邪魔するよなんだか面白そうな話をしているね。夏の計画でも立てているのかい？ Kiss In The Dark Pardon me, I feel like I heard something interesting just now. I take it you are coming up with plans for the summer?

Aoi 暑いだけじゃ嫌だしせっかくだから夏っぽいことしたいよねって話してたんだ It's not just the heat. Since it's the season, we were thinking it would be nice to do something summer-like.

サルティ・ドッグくんくん。。。なんかいい匂いがする。キスインザダーク、もしかして何か持って来てくれた？ Salty Dog Sniff, sniff... that's a nice smell. Kiss In The Dark, is it something you're holding?

キスインザダークああ、連日暑くて堪らないから気分だけでも涼しくと思っフルーツゼリーをいくつか買って来たんだ Kiss In The Dark Yes, since it's so unbearably hot every day, I thought this would at least make it feel cool. So I went and bought some fruit jellies.

カイピロスカうわあ、みてください兄さんとってもキレイですよ！ Caipiroska Uwah, look at them, brother! How pretty!

カイピリーニャホントだ。キラキラしてて、果物もたくさん入ってる。いろんな種類があるし迷うな。。。 Caipirinha You're right. They're sparkly, and there's so many flavours I don't know where to start...

サルティ・ドッグオレ、オレンジがいい―！でもマスカットもいいなあ。。。どうしよう！？ Salty Dog Oh, I want the orange one! But grape is good too... what should I do!?

キスインザダーク急がなくても、たくさんあるからゆっくり選んで大丈夫だよ Kiss In The Dark No need to hurry. There's lots of them, so take your time and choose.

ジャック・ロースありがとう。だけどこんなにたくさんいいのかな Jack Rose Thanks. But there's so much... I wonder if this is okay.

キスインザダークもちろん。みんなで食べたくて買ってきたんだ。だから遠慮しないで Kiss In The Dark Of course. I bought them for everyone to eat together. So, you don't have to hold back.

マティーニ悪くねえな。俺様はマスクメロンをもらうぜ Martini Not bad. I'll be taking melon, then.

サルティ・ドッグメロン１個しかないのにズルいよ！後でひとくちだけちょうだい！ Salty Dog No fair, there's only one of melon flavour! And it's something you eat in one bit

マティーニお前にひとくちゃったら全部なくなるだろうか Martini I think it's just you who eats everything in one bite...

Aoi じゃあ私はモモにしようかな～ Then, I wonder if I should have the peach one～

コシコシ (step,step)

ピンク・レディみんなして集まってどうしたの？ Pink Lady Why's everyone gathered together?

カイピロスカキスインザダークさんがフルーツゼリーを持って来てくださったんですよ Caipiroska Kiss In The Dark-san bought everyone some fruit jelly.

ピンク・レディさすがキスインザダーク！キラキラしててカワイイ！ぷいったー映えしそう～ Pink Lady As expected of Kiss In The Dark! The way they sparkle is so pretty!**

Aoi ほら、アドニスもそんな隅っこにいないでこっち来なよマスカット味でいいかな？ You too, Adonis. Don't just stand in the corner, come here. Is grape flavour okay for you?

アドニス。。。！ありがとう、アオイ。。。！きみの手からもらえるのなら道端に生えた野草でも喜んでたべるよ Adonis ...! Thank you, Aoi...! If it was given by you, I'd gladly even take wild grass from the roadside.

コシコシ (step,step) ドサッ (thump)

ギムレットただいまー日が傾いてきたけどやっぱり暑いね。やっぱり屋敷は冷房効いてて気持ちいいな Gimlet We're back. The sun is setting, but it's still so hot... the mansion's air-conditioning sure feels nice.

ジャック・ロースおかえり。夕飯の買い出し行ってくれて、ありがとう Jack Rose Welcome back. Thanks for getting the meal ingredients.

サルティ・ドッグおかえり―！ゼリーあるよ！はや��はやく～！ Salty Dog Welcome back! We've got jelly, so hurry up～!

カミカゼその前に食材を冷蔵庫に入れてくれ。ギムレット、そっちの袋も貸しせ Kamikaze Before that, we need to put the ingredients away. Gimlet, give me your bag too.

ギムレットありがとう。アイスも入ってるから、先に冷蔵庫入れてもらえるかな Gimlet Thank you. The ice cream's there too, so put it away first.

カサッ (rustle)

Aoi ん？何か落ちたみたいだよ Hm? Something fell.

ギムレットもらったチラシが落ちちゃったみたいだね。スーパーで買い物した時、大通りで配ってたんだ Gimlet Looks like the leaflet we got. They were handing those out on the main street.

カイピリーニャ花火大会。。。？すぐそこの神社で屋台とかいろいろ出るみたいだね Caipirinha A fireworks festival...? Looks like there will be lots of carts and stalls at the shrine nearby.

サルティ・ドッグいいじゃん花火大会！みんなで行こうよ～！ Salty Dog Oh, a fireworks festival sounds good! Let's go, everyone!

Translator’s Notes *This part where Salty Dog talks about cold water... I have no idea what ザバーン means. I can get the rest of the sentence, but I had no luck looking up this particular word. However, since it’s not something very important and didn’t hinder the rest of the translation, I decided to just make something up in the place of that word. If anyone can teach me what it means, I’d be really grateful.

**This part where Pink Lady says ぷいったー映えしそう～ I, again, have no freaking idea what to do with it, mainly because I don’t know what ぷいったー means. But, again, it wasn’t something crucial to the translation as a whole, so I left it untranslated - if there’s someone out there that can help me, feel free to message me or something, I would like to fix it if possible.

Aside from those two, there shouldn’t hopefully be any errors here - I tried to convey everything as smoothly as possible.

Two things that popped up for me during this story: Martini is SO RUDE. He says ‘ore-sama’ of himself, and generally talks like he’s on top of the world. In contrast, Caipiroska is so cute! He speaks very politely, always calls everyone -san (and while not in this story, he usually calls Aoi onee-san) and just generally speaks very mildly. I just wanna pat his head. Kiss In The Dark also sounds like a gentleman, and Kamikaze is so nice~ And, as usual, Adonis has to be really freaking extra, even if he only has one line... boy, I love you, but please.

#kakupuri #cocktail prince #カクプリ #カクテル王子 #translation #I wanna translate more...but I also wanna rank in the event...ughhhhhh #and there's the overwatch event too...im dying. im dead. goodbye

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princesstadashi · 7 years

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Staring in the mirror and trying to get some body positivity going after being on Facebook and seeing someone you use to go to high school with who started working out like crazy and lost a whole lot of weight. And they worked really hard to get there and it’s made them really happy so you want to be happy for them! But you’re just looking at yourself in the mirror and seeing what having to eat like crap because you’re broke and the meds you take for your mental illness have done to your body. Not that you were happy with it before, not when your mom was naturally underweight all the time so that’s what you’ve spent your whole life comparing yourself to.

Everyone tells me I’m skinny and I know I should believe them. But I still struggle with this so freaking badly on a daily basis, looking at myself in the mirror and on a good day not minding what I’m seeing, on most days feeling mildly uncomfortable with it and thinking maybe I should try to take up some form of exercise (while knowing perfectly well I barely have the mental/emotional/physical energy just to go to work every day and hardly any free time as it is), on bad days completely hating myself.

People including counselors over the years have suggested that I might have anorexia, and I probably do. I don’t exactly starve myself, but I know I tend to try to not eat that much on the days mental illness doesn’t fully take away my appetite to keep myself from feeling guilty.

The weight thing isn’t so bad on my days where I identify as a guy, although on those days it’s mostly dsyphoria, and I feel so freaking uncomfortable with the fact that my chest is far from flat and why the hell was I even born in this body?!!

I even freak out about my hair, knowing it’s a frizzy mess most days and thinking about just cutting it all off but at the same time feeling like it’s never long enough, no matter how long it gets, knowing lots of other people have hair a lot longer than mine...

Gah. So... Yeah. That’s me and all my stupid insecurities that go through my mind all day every day. It’s really hard for me to feel positive about myself, but I swear I’m trying. It’s just difficult on days when small things knock you down to the ground again...

#trigger warning #anorexia #body image struggles

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questionableart420 · 7 years

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12, 39, and 40? i found you rather recently because of todobakudeku and i'm utterly in love with your writing style (so i'm mildly freaking out over the fact that i can ask you authorly things without being random)

12: Who is your favorite author?GAH. THIS IS SO HARD. It changes all the time. Right now, it's Leigh Bardugo; her worldbuilding is amazing and she has such great characters, I love it.39: What’s the weirdest story idea you’ve ever had?I wanted to write a short story series about how my toys came to life at night and had adventures around my neighborhood. XD40: Which is your favorite original character, and why?ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME? This is like choosing between children! DXOkay, but tbh, it's probably Kavi. I am a huge sucker for flirty, sassy, I'm-an-immortal-asshole-deal-with-it characters, who come off as cocky af because they're so powerful, but secretly have a soft spot for the others. Kavi is incredibly fun to write and he was actually a second-thought character that I came up with after I'd already written 30 pages. So I love him

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krarchives · 7 years

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Other assorted logs

These logs are unrelated to the previously posted message logs that detail specific days-- rather, these are miscellaneous messages sent between those dates. Names are bolded due to formatting being done differently than in previous uploads.

01/08/2017

[redacted]

Hey!

w/izard-merlin

Yo! Sent you a few messages on steam c:

01/10/2017

[redacted] sent a photo post Cover of an issue of Super M...

[redacted]

cute!!

w/izard-merlin

OH YES THIS IS

w/izard-merlin

[redacted] please get back soon

I really need to talk

01/28/2017

w/izard-merlin

Gah, just I'm super sorry for that. I really haven't been having a good time as of late, and with THAT DAY [Note: Valentine’s Day] coming up, I felt you'd probably not even want to be with me, which is most likely true but y'know... That and I sorta guess I got a little annoyed with this trade, knowing you've been doing other stuff in between? But y'know, can't win them all, must get boring, I imagine...

That and there's still a load of ambiguity about that MRI scan of mine, so I'm mildly worried about having cancer

So yes, I freaked out, but only because I feared you didn't care

w/izard-merlin

About me, that is

[redacted]

I always care about you, Merlin.

[redacted]

I was seriously concerned.

The night before... or whenever it was, I apologize if I sounded moody

w/izard-merlin

Of course

I just fear what's coming, is all

I'm never the kind of guy who gets attention from others so I always feel there may be something else going on

[redacted]

What do you think is going on?

I won't judge you.

I can promise you that I haven't said a word about me talking to you to anybody else.

w/izard-merlin

That's not my gripe

[redacted]

Joseph... you need attention. You need friends who care about you. Everyone does.

w/izard-merlin

Its just the fact that I can't trust people, I suppose

I always feel that when someone's being nice to me, they have some sort of ulterior motive

Personally? I blame my history with shitty people for that

But you can make of that whatever

w/izard-merlin

You know I feel a lot of people try and take advantage of me

[redacted]

There is nothing for me to take from you.

I genuinely enjoy your company, Joseph.

w/izard-merlin

I just have my suspicions about people who treat me nicely, is all

Especially considering my past with people who have been nice to me, and then bit me in the ass

[redacted]

Who did that to you? :(

w/izard-merlin

[Redacted for privacy. This was a sensitive subject and was unrelated to his friends.]

[redacted]

I was aware... regardless, I'm so, so sorry....

w/izard-merlin

Thats why I find it hard to trust people

w/izard-merlin

And its why I'm an incredibly emotional person

So I'm sorry for upsetting you, but I can't help it

[redacted]

You didn't upset me... I was just very confused.

w/izard-merlin

Why so?

[redacted]

Just... seeing you off my friends list out of the blue.

After you requested one last thing.

w/izard-merlin

Did you get none of the messages afterwards?

w/izard-merlin

They explained why I was doing what I was doing

[redacted]

No... I didn't get them.

w/izard-merlin

Well, my final request of you was to enjoy the music I had made for you as our part of the trade

[redacted]

Would you like to see muffet? [A picture I had been drawing for him.]

w/izard-merlin

I'm fine, don't worry about finishing it

Just enjoy the music I made for you

[redacted]

I'm going to finish it

I can't keep not finishing stuff [Note: This wasn’t finished because of the events of 2/4 cutting communication. ]

w/izard-merlin

Well, if you're planning on doing so, don't do it because its for me

[URL removed]

w/izard-merlin

Go ahead and listen to it

[redacted]

I can't, I feel too guilty

w/izard-merlin

How come?

w/izard-merlin

[redacted]?

[redacted]

I'm sorry, I had to help my mom with something.

I didn't earn the right to hear it

w/izard-merlin

No trouble, and well...

That doesn't matter

Go ahead, please

[redacted]

Why do you want me to hear it?

Do you want my feedback?

w/izard-merlin

Because I want you to enjoy it?

w/izard-merlin

As far as I'm concerned, and other friends are concerned, this is a completed piece

I just really, really want you to listen to it

[redacted]

... If you insist.

w/izard-merlin

Trust me, it's going to be amazing

w/izard-merlin

Tell me what you think!

[redacted]

Good god...

Joseph... it's beautiful.

Look, I don't want to sound cheesy. I really don't. It sounds cliche as heck.

But there was a tear in my eye.

It's beautiful. [ Note: This sounds very cheesy reading back, but it was true! Merlin did a great job composing this track. ]

[redacted]

I love the ending, where... ah, what's the music term....

it just gets higher and higher in pitch?

It sounded wonderful.

w/izard-merlin

Crescendo?

[redacted]

Yes.

That's the name for it? It's very pretty.

The tune of it... that kept getting repeated over and over again... it was very, very nice.

w/izard-merlin

Most of the terminology for music is Latin and Italian

[redacted]

Is that so?

w/izard-merlin

Indeed! Most of the stuff relating to tempo, at least

w/izard-merlin

Or... melody, rather

[redacted]

What's a cadence? It seems like a popular name for girls related to music

w/izard-merlin

Its basically a bunch of chords strung together at the end of a piece of music!

And then you've got plagal, or perfect cadences

Plagal cadences are typically the kind of ones you get at the end of church hymns

Its commonly referred to as the "amen" cadence, for that reason

Its used to give something a soft close

w/izard-merlin

But yes, I'm rather happy you enjoyed this

I do feel I captured you rather well in this? Gave it a rather... Homestuck-y tone

[redacted]

You seem to know a lot about music!

[redacted]

And yes... no wonder it had a vibe of familiarity!

w/izard-merlin

I mean, I've been at it for... a whole decade, now

The rabbit hole goes ever deeper

w/izard-merlin

I'm glad you like it, though

Like, I really am

Bet you're glad to have listened to it noooow~

[redacted]

You've been in to making music for a decade?

w/izard-merlin

Well, music as a whole, rather

I got my first guitar when I was 8

[redacted]

It was gorgeous, Joseph. I'm going to keep the file in a special spot so I can always find it easily.

[redacted]

Awww, really?

You can play guitar

w/izard-merlin

Ayup!

And well, yeah! It'd be stupidly hard to teach myself all this terminology without any sort of previous instrumental knowledge

And of course! Where will it reside?

[redacted]

Probably on my desktop, hehe

w/izard-merlin

D'aww

Thank you!

[redacted]

Do you own any other instruments?

w/izard-merlin

Yup!

w/izard-merlin

I've got a really nice Taylor 214ce

And then y'know

A Yamaha keyboard ;w;

[redacted]

Oh wow

w/izard-merlin

And then my ukulele... Somewhere?

[redacted]

Ahh! How cute!

w/izard-merlin

I bought a cheap one to learn a few songs and never picked it up again

Their use is VERY niche in comparison to other instruments

[redacted]

That's true. Can't throw a ukulele in the middle of many songs

w/izard-merlin

Unless its like

w/izard-merlin

Cheesy jokey stuff

Which is fun

I really must find it

w/izard-merlin

But either way, acoustic guitar is where its at

[redacted]

Guitars always sound so nice.

w/izard-merlin

They doooo

[redacted]

Is that your favorite instrument?

w/izard-merlin

[URL removed]

Here's the one I own

And well, yes it is!

[redacted]

Goodness, it's beautiful!

Say...

Have you ever made a theme for YOU?

w/izard-merlin

Nope!

I... Probably should

Just not sure where I'd even start with it

I can read people better than myself ;w;

[redacted]

I can't help but imagine something that has an atmosphere of magic in it

w/izard-merlin

Any sort of genre?

w/izard-merlin

[redacted]?

[redacted]

Yes?

Sorry, sorry

Hm...

I can't think of anything.

w/izard-merlin

Ahh, okay!

Well, I shall keep it on the backburner

w/izard-merlin

Gonna shoot you a friend request on steam, hope you dont mind

[redacted]

Okay!

w/izard-merlin

Done, and done

[redacted]

Also, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=snzjXp6fbrI&t=97s

[ Note: URL kept bc its just an undertale song ]

[redacted]

Something like this without the really ominous part

w/izard-merlin

Ooooh

That could work!

[redacted]

I don't know how a guitar could be thrown in to that

w/izard-merlin

Once you've accepted my friend request I need to gush about the Undertale OST

[redacted]

Accepted!

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