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honeypirate · 3 years

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Congrats on the 420 honey! You deserve it!!!

For your 420 event could I pretty please get Tanaka with She/Her pronouns?

Date idea #6 Reality #5

Can you also put edible #6?

Okay I love you and congrats again!

Oh my god thank you so much for this I had so much fun writing it!!

Event Masterlist

Tanaka x fem!reader + theme park + soulmate au + scarf kiss

Okay so for this soulmate AU I couldn’t choose which one I wanted so I choose both of these hopefully you like it haha

1. Colors of things or places your soulmate’s been/touched are brighter and more vivid.

2. Whenever you lose an item (like a sock), it ends up in your soulmates’ possession somehow

For spring break you and your friends decided to take a group to a theme park a couple towns over. It was perfect except for the fact the fact that it was a cool spring day.

“Hey Yui! Have you seen my scarf?” You were searching your room frantically. Since it was a little chilly you wanted to wear your scarf instead of a jacket since you’ll be outside all day.

“I haven’t. When was the last time you saw it?” She asks from her spot on your bed doing her makeup.

“Just a few days ago! I had washed it because it fell in the mud, remember?”

She nods putting the mascara wand back and twisting it closed “maybe your soulmate has it now”

You groan and flop backwards on a pile of clothing “you’re probably right. It was my favorite too.”

“Don’t they also have your favorite daisy earrings, your tamagotchi, and the left shoe of your favorite heals you wore to prom?”

You chuckle “yeah they do. I hope they’re taking care of my tamagotchi baby”

“Those things are so old I can’t believe you still took care of it religiously”

“It was my baby! It was my job to take care of it!”

She laughs and rolls her eyes “what do you have of his?”

“Uuuhhh” you look around and start grabbing random things “this little volleyball charm I keep meaning to put on my keys. This sweatshirt that has a bleach stain but is obviously super loved. And this water bottle” you take a drink from it and Yui looks at the bottle, feeling that she’s seen it somewhere.

She shakes her head “anyway. Are you ready? We have to go soon if we want to meet the rest of the group”

You sigh and pull yourself up to sitting again “yeah I’m ready. I’m just gonna go with no jacket or scarf and hopefully the thrill of the theme park will keep me warm”

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“Is this yours?” Tanaka asks Saeko and she shakes her head “nope!” She says with a pop on the p sound “must be your soulmate’s again” Tanaka felt his stomach fill with butterflies. He wraps the scarf around his neck as he heads out the door, noya and the other guys waiting for him on the doorstep “see you later little bro! Do what I would do and have some fun!” Saeko calls out with a laugh

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“Who else is gonna be here?” You ask as you slip the volleyball charm on your keys, the water bottle in the side pocket of your backpack as you walk towards the theme park gates from the car

“The boys VB club, the rest of our club, and a few guys from other schools that the boys invited” Yui says as you get to the line

“Are we meeting them somewhere?” You ask and she nods

“For lunch we are all supposed to meet up at the pizza place by the dragon ride. Or at least that’s what Noya told me”

You smile “so then we have a few hours to do what we want!”

You ride the crazy rides first, screaming beside Michimiya as they twist and turn and make you feel dizzy. “This is the best day” you say after you stumble off the dragon ride, dizzy and not able to walk in a straight line. “But the pizza place is right there so let’s go claim a table before it fills up”

You were the first ones you guys knew at the pizza place, claiming the largest table as you waited for the rest of the group.

Asahi and Daichi came first, Daichi sitting right next to Yui and chatting like usual. Part of you hoped they would be soulmates but Yui said the things she has don’t belong to him and the yellow flip flop he had wasn’t hers.

Boys you didn’t really recognize came next, filling in around the table as some went to order. Noya and Tanaka came next just as a chill from the breeze went through you. “Y/n how come you don’t have a jacket?” Noya asks as he sits beside you. “I wanted a scarf but I lost mine today so I decided I’d rather be a little cold than have to carry around a jacket all day”

Tanaka’s ears perked up. You lost a scarf? He wanted to rush over to you and ask if you also lost daisy earrings and a shoe and a tamagotchi? But he controlled himself and sat across from you, his hands messing with the ends of the scarf around his neck.

You noticed Tanaka’s scarf, but that couldn’t be yours, it was too vivid of a red to be yours. Yours was plain red, a muted color you liked.

When you all got up to finally order, Tanaka pulled Noya aside “switch me seats” he said and Noya raised his brows “okay. Why?”

“Because she lost a scarf. And this” he holds out the ends “isn’t mine. It just showed up today.”

“She could be your soulmate?!” Noya exclaims and places his hands on Tanaka shoulders, jumping in excitement “that’s amazing!!”

Tanaka hushes him “keep calm bro. This might just be a coincidence. I need to do some recon” noya grins “oooh right right right okay okay. You got it! Let me know if I can do anything”

Tanaka sits beside you at the table and you raise your eyebrows at Noya across from you. He just grins and takes the biggest bite of pizza you’ve ever seen, making you laugh.

Tanaka places a bottle of water next to your plate and you cover your mouth, still chewing a little as you ask “is that for me?” You meet his eye and he nods, a blush on his ears.

“Thank you Tanaka!“ You say place your hand on his forearm that was on the table, giving it a light squeeze.

“No problem y/n” he takes another bite of his pizza.

You pull out your water bottle from your bag and unscrew the top, pouring the water he got you into your bottle, empty from the first half of the day.

“TANAKA!” Noya shouts and you look up at him with a confused look “yes? Noya?” Tanaka says stiffly, trying to get him to shut up and calm down. His eyes said ‘yes. I see it. Be cool dude’

“Uuuh I was thinking we should uhhh GET COTTON CANDY!” He tries to cover it and nods proud of himself, you look to Tanaka and he looks a little nervous but responds with the same amount of excitement “yea!! I agree!! I love cotton candy”

You chuckle softly, pushing your empty plate away “I like the pink kind best” you say with a smile and Tanaka’s heart starts to race at how cute you looked.

“No way! The blue kind!” He says back and rocks his shoulder playfully into yours

“No the blue kind tastes like it’s just trying to hard to be better than pink. It’ll never win”

“Wanna bet?” He asks and you laugh

“What are we betting?”

“How about we decide that after we see who wins?”

“Ooh I like it. More of a risk” you say with a laugh “you’re on” you hold out your hand and he takes it with a firm shake.

“What ride should we hit next?” Yui asks and she pulls out the park map, unfolding it and placing it on the table.

“How about we go in a huge circle around the back that way we can hit the cotton candy stand here” you point to the back of the map “then we can hit all the best ones on our way out”

Tanaka watched as your finger traced a path on the page, watching as the colors of the paper changed with your touch, becoming more vivid and bright. He gasped softly and you looked over to him

“Did you have a different idea?” You ask and he shakes his head, you thought it was weird that he was being so quiet but you didn’t pry.

The rides on this side of the park were slower and more interactive. You had fun shooting lasers through one ride, then number cars the next, feeling special every time Tanaka wanted to sit beside you.

you get to a teacup ride and Tanaka takes your hand when the gates open, leading you directly to the blue one in the middle. You laugh as he pulls you along.

“Are you ready for this?” He asks with a grin and you laugh, nodding as the music began and the ride started. His hands move to the wheel in the middle and for a moment you think it actually changes colors. His hands moved the wheel as fast as he possibly could, making your world spin and making you laugh uncontrollably. The wheel he was turning was such a vivid shade of blue now but you didn’t know if it wasn’t always like that.

Tanaka loved the sound of your laughter, it was beautiful, like a song just for him. When the ride ended he took note of your messy hair and the tears from the corner of your eyes from laughing so hard. You looked like an angel. His angel.

As you wait for the ride to stop completely you just look at each other, panting from laughing so hard with smiles on your faces. It was like the world stopped and gave you two this special moment.

“Come on kids! Cotton candy time!” Noya shouts as the doors to the teacups open and everyone shuffles out.

Tanaka exits first, holding his hand out to help you which you gladly take. Smiling and feeling your cheeks heat under his soft gaze.

“Ready to lose this bet?” He asks and squeezes your hand but doesn’t let it go as you walk behind your friends

“I don’t know Tanaka, are you?”

He laughs “I’m ready to win” he says with a goofy grin and you felt your heart race.

You didn’t really know what was happening. You and Tanaka were friends but you hadn’t been this flirty before. He’s told you that you were gorgeous but most of the time he was all over Kiyoko asking her if she’s got any of his lost items. (She hadn’t. Her soulmate wa someone from a different school who she’s already met)

“You get blue. I’ll get pink. And then we will share and compare” you say as you wait in line at the stand

“No lying. Say what you honestly think” he adds and you laugh

“Of course. No cheating”

Noya behind you speaks up “but they also have green and yellow. What if those are better?”

You and Tanaka speak at the same time “they’re not”

Making you laugh and making noya wanna vom at how cute it was.

You get your cotton candy and drop his hand to open your bag, humming in delight when you popped a bit in your mouth. “Pink is definitely better” you say and offer him some but something beeps in his pocket and his hands are a little occupied with holding his blue cotton candy and fishing around in his pocket he just opens his mouth with a little smile and sparkle in his eye.

You don’t miss a beat, placing the bit of, to his eye vibrantly pink, cotton candy on his tongue and accidentally brushing his bottom lip when you pulled away your hand.

“Yeah” he says “pink is amazing. But just wait for blue” he pulls out the thing he was looking for in his pocket and it was a pink tamagotchi. “Sorry. Gotta feed it too” he says and you laugh

“it’s fine. I had one of those before but I lost it. I think my soulmate has it and I just hope they are taking care of my little guy” you watch as his thumb presses the buttons. That couldn’t be yours. It was too bright of pink. You had a lighter pink version.

“Hey what’s that?” Yui asks when she comes to chat with you “he has a tamagotchi too isn't that cool?” You say and she nods “that’s pretty neat. Yours is pink too” you shake your head “not that pink though! It’s vibrant and mine is lighter than that” Michimiya gives you a look like you’re the stupidest girl she’s ever met and you raise your eyebrows “what?” She shakes her head with a laugh and changes the subject

“So what color is better?”

You gasp and turn to Tanaka who has a mouth full of blue already and you laugh at him, cheeks flushing s little because of how oddly adorable it was.

“Let me try” you say and he pulls off a piece, raising it to your lips and you smile and let him feed you, feeling your face heat even more.

“Pink is better” you say just as he says “Blue is better” making you laugh and making Yui give you a smile before she quietly left you guys to figure it out.

“I don’t think you had enough pink” you say and he shakes his head “I think your taste buds are broken” you gasp “hey!” You say and playfully slap his shoulder. He smirks and you watch as he places a vibrantly blue piece of cotton candy into his mouth.

“Try some more pink” you say and hold your bag out to him, finally beginning to realize that the colors aren’t just random.

He takes a piece of your candy and you withhold a gasp from the way it changed from normal pink to vibrantly pink.

“Okay okay” he says after a few more bites and then comparing them side by side “I think you’re right. Pink is better”

He looks up to you, finding you wide eyed and staring quietly at his hands “are you okay?” He asks and you shake off your shocked feelings. Warmth and excitement taking their place in your heart.

“So since I won that means you need to do something for me, right?” You ask and he nods

“What can I do for you, malady?” He asks and you chuckle at his goofy ways.

“Maybe you could give me back my scarf” you say softly and he gasps “you figured it out” he said and you nod with a laugh

“It took me almost all day but I finally realized”

“That we’re soulmates” he finishes for you with a dopey grin and you nod “yeah. That were soulmates”

You don’t know when all your friends abandoned you but you weren’t really worried. You take your backpack off one shoulder and open it, storing your leftover candy as well as his.

“So. What now?” You ask with a laugh and he shrugs “I. I don’t know. I didn’t think past this.”

“How about..”

You reach up and take a hold of the scarf, he assumes to take it off him but he gasps when you pull him down to your level with it “how about this?” You suggest and bring your lips an inch away from his

“Yes. Yes I like this” he says and cups your cheeks as he connects your lips together.

The moment his lips touched yours it was like the sky exploded. Your body tingled and you saw vibrant colors behind your eyelids as he kisses you, quick peppering of pecks across your lips to make you chuckle before you wrap your arms around his neck and melt into him. Your tongues and lips moving together as the rest of the world melts away.

“Okay.. gross” a small child said in passing and you break apart to start laughing with him. “It wasn’t gross” he says with a hurt expression but you just guide him back down to give him one last peck. “Come on, soulmate. Let’s go meet back up with our friends so we don’t miss out on the dragon ride”

“So you should have my vb keychain and my hoodie as well” he says and you nod “and you should have my daisy earrings and my shoe” he nods “amazing” he says softly and you return his smile. “I’m glad it’s you” he says and you raise your eyebrows “really? You’re not sad it’s not Kiyoko?” You look down and he reaches out to tilt your face back up to look at him “I’m so glad it’s you. Kiyoko was a crush. But you, everything is so much brighter now. I feel like my world has changed”

You spot Noya first and he runs up to Tanaka “so?” He asks and you laugh “did you know?” You ask and he nods “the water bottle” he says and you laugh, forgetting all about that.

You spent the rest of the day holding his hand and flirting, watching as colors of things changed when he touched them and experimenting with it. You rode the crazy rides one last time as you held his hand as he sat next to you. When it came time to leave, him and noya ask to ride back with you guys and you can’t hide your excitement.

Noya takes the passenger seat while Yui drives and you sit in the back with Tanaka. Within ten minutes you’re both passed out and cuddled into each other and Yui can’t help but smile. She couldn’t wait to find her soulmate and couldn’t help the twinge of jealousy she felt that you found yours first.

#tanaka x reader #tanaka ryuunosuke #haikyuu tanaka #tanaka fluff #tanaka x you #tanaka x y/n #420 event

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snowboiwinwin · 3 years

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NCT Dream (+ Shotaro and Sungchan) as types of Among Us players

this is all based on my friends and I whenever we play Among Us... it is a mess but absolutely hilarious! Hope you enjoy! :)

Mark: the yellow character, uses some type of nickname that no one actually calls him

Is never saying much, but is especially quiet when he is an impostor

Actually a really good impostor

Wins 8/10 times

Very risky killer thoguh, he has BALLS

Always has an alibi somehow

But don‘t sus him please - as soon as he opens his mouth and is put under pressure.... everyone knows its him

“Guuuuuys, I swear. It wasn‘t me! Oh come ooooon. I was in admin! Oh.... you were in admin too? Bro, I didn‘t see you though. Guys, I don‘t wanna sus anyone, but he might be it.... Guys, guys, listen! I was-, hey! Guys! OKAY! I AM THE IMPOSTOR, I ADMIT! JUST KILL ME ALREADY!“

Renjun: most probably the black character, uses a cute nickname and puts cute accessories on his character

yes, yellow (aka Mark) is a great impostor

BUT Renjun is THE best

his character looks so innocent with the cute lil name and the christmas lights

But don‘t let it fool you

ALWAYS has an alibi as well

And even when you sus him - he has the best arguments as to why you should believe he is actually innocent (he never is) and always manages to make someone else look sus, so he‘s off the hook (not that you sus him to begin with)

Usually is the impostor 5 times in a row

Wins 9/10 times

“Can I just say something? Chenle has been really weird this whole game. I think he even closed the doors on me when we were in electrical but he didn‘t dare kill me cause someone was in front of the door... why are you getting so defensive? I just said it was kinda sus, not that I actually think you’re the impostor... your behavior is very off man... bro, I was with Jeno this whole time! yeah, let‘s vote for Chenle, just to be save.“

Jeno: changes his character‘s color all the time but usually it‘s either dark or lime green, uses his last name and puts fancy suits on his character

Literally the best person to play Among Us with

He is so chill and laid back and let‘s you actually talk (some people just outscream each other and I find that annoying)

Also an amazing impostor

He is just so nice and kind, you would never sus him

“Don‘t worry Haechan, I can confirm that you are innocent! I saw him doing tasks, guys. It can‘t be him.“ (well yeah, cause it‘s you Mr. Lee)

Due to this, no one would ever sus him

Kills usually the same people at the same spot (apparently not even on purpose) and that‘s actually why the others sus him

Wins 9.5/10 times

“Okay, only us three left... we really have to think this through. Chenle, why are you trying to proof your innocence so hard when we haven‘t even said anything? Ugh, I don‘t even wanna vote anyone, I really don‘t know who it could be. To the impostor, you did a great job! I‘m honestly shocked by how well played this was. Oh? We voting Chenle? Okay!“

Haechan: the dark blue character, uses a „cool“ made up rap name and suits to look even cooler

He is LOUD

And he has literally no mercy

Do not sus him or else you will lose your hearing

He outscreams everyone

Kills infront of someone else and acts as if the other person (usually Jaemin) has killed Jisung

Literally self-reports but due to Jaemin not being able to get a word in, EVERYONE believes him

But although he is doing quite well most of the time, the others see the pattern in his impostor tactics and stop believing him at one point

Wins 5/10 times

“I SWEAR IT WASN‘T ME!!! IT WAS JAEMIN; I SAW IT WITH MY OWN TWO EYES!!! You know what guys, fuck you. You are unbelievebale, you are all gonna lose now! Thanks for nothing.“ *mutes his mic*

Jaemin: he chooses the colors pink or purple, goes by his actual name and uses either a cool cap or flowers for accessoires

He is alwas the one the others sus, just becasue

They don‘t even have reasons but apparently he is always acting hella sus

Which frustrates him, because they only sus him when he is a crewmate, never when he is the actual impostor (which is hilarious)

He is genuinely doing tasks and trying to defend people he deemed innocent but still, he is always the one getting accused of the killing

When he is impostor, he usually doesn’t even kill people cause he is so nervous and afraid hahaha

So the crewmates know, when there isn‘t a single kill after 5 minutes, it is probably Jaemin

But when he is on a killing spree, he is actually quite good - 100% better than Haechan

Wins 7/10 times

“Guys, why would it be me? I was just with Shotaro and Jeno the whole time! I didn‘t kill either of them!!! GUYS I AM NOT THE IMPOSTOR I SWEAR TO GOD!!!! If I would be the impostor you would know cause no one ever dies! Omg, are you for real??? Guys I AM INNOCENT!!! YOU ARE KILLING THE WRONG ONE!!“ *gets voted off while being an innocent crewmate*

Chenle: the white character, uses a weird name and also dresses up in cool suits

Boy is always sus

Probably because he constantly is the impostor

He also kills very fast

The game just started and there‘s already a reported body

So that‘s what makes him sus immediately - he kills 5 seconds into the game

But he is good at talking himself out of it - people still sus him though

He is making stupid mistakes though; “Jisung, let‘s stick together!“ and suddenly Jisung is dead

Usually plays 2-3 rounds as an impostor before people know for sure it‘s him

Wins 6.5/10 times

“Noooo? It isn‘t me wtf? Are you guys drunk? WELL I PERSONALLY THINK IT‘S SUNGCHAN! Every other opinion is INVALID!! I haven‘t seen him this WHOLE game! Shut up Sungchan, that‘s what an impostor would say as well. Yes guys! TRUST ME!!! Bye Sungchannie!“

Jisung: the red character, uses a weird name he came up with that has nothing to do with his actual name, also wears suits cause Chenle wants to match #chenji

He never is impostor

He wants nothing more than to be the impostor once

When he suddenly gets chosen to be the impostor - he gets voted off immediately

But not because he is bad - his impostor teammate is the reason

Imagine; lights go out, his impostor mate kills one person directly infront of the electrical, infront of jisung and runs away... suddenly lights turn on and jisung stands infront of the dead body

People immediately vote him off, no questions asked

Wins 3/10 times

“I know it looks so bad, but I swear it wasn‘t me! Renjun got killed infront of me, I didn‘t even have time to report him yet! Guys, seriously, it was NOT me!!!“ but due to Chenle (most probably the other impostor) throwing accusations at him, he doesn‘t even get to say much

Shotaro: the orange character, goes by a nickname and usually chooses the egg for accessories

Is not that experienced with the game

so let‘s say, he plays for the firs time with the boys

He is the impostor for the first 4 rounds - he is completely overwhelmed

Never gets suspected cause “he just started playing this game - no way he is impostor and gets away with it so easily“

Whenever people sus him he plays the “i don‘t know how this works“ card - and the others believe him

The boys are SHOOK when they see he was the actual impostor

Wins 11/10 times - his cuteness and innocence make him win every time

“I was in that one room, I don‘t know what it‘s called....“, “I have a question; why are these alarms going off? Huh? Impostors can sabotage? How is that possible??? Oh okay, wow. Good to know. I hope i can remember this when I am the impostor then!“

Sungchan: the brown character, shares the same braincell as Chenle and chooses a weird name haha, is the only one who has a pet

He is the only one that thinks logically

Doesn‘t sus people without having his reasons (even when he is impostor)

Plays very well, sticks with his partner most of the time - double kills occure often with him being impostor

Him and Jaemin are actually a very good team

Although they stick together a lot, they also try to get alibis from other players

Win 10.5/10 times (sometimes he does mess up)

“No guys, I can confirm that Jisung is not the impostor, let that guy live for once! Haechan on the other hand apparently finished the ‚Simon says‘ task in less than a minute, which i find very weird as it takes longer than that.“ *cue Haechan‘s screaming*

#nct 2020 #nct dream #mark #renjun #jeno #haechan #jaemin #chenle #jisung #shotaro #sungchan #among us #nct scenarios #kpop #nct

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theriverpersonshadow · 3 years

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Lamia Drama Part 8

WELL THAT GOT LONGER THAN I INTENDED. But I guess that’s what happens when you have a majority of the people in one place XD

I hope this chapter went well... It felt kinda rambly, but it was fun seeing people play off each other. It was hard to get the same level of depth with characters as previous chapters with so many, but hey, interactions are fun too! Hope you guys enjoy.

As always, the species of lamia in this fic belong to @vex-bittys

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Keith and the rest found Alex pretty easily. And a few other lamia that were either allowed free roam or had just slipped out. She didn’t seem to notice the onlookers, more caught up in petting Oozy… who wasn’t technically in his hammock. Maybe it’s best he didn’t make that bet with Hux earlier. Sure, Oozy’s close to the hammock, but Hux would absolutely rules lawyer him and demand snacks because he’s not in the hammock. Hux was a rule stickler… when and only when it helped him in some way. Eh, Keith could roll with it though (even if his dice sometimes couldn’t, but that’s what a DM screen is for).

Keith was hesitant to break up the cute moment between the two – Oozy was apparently having the time of his life, and Alex seemed pretty wrapped up in it herself, humming some tune or another while stroking him. Keith listened, trying to place it, but…

She was repeating it, huh? Was that the only part of the song she knew? Then again, it seemed like the good part, whatever it was. Easy enough to pick up too. Keith started humming along.

Hux rolled his eyes, mumbling something that sounded suspiciously like “great, two of them” and slithered over, “Yo. Girl person. Ya coming or what?”

Alex looked up, “I mean, yeah, I think? Coming where?”

“nooooooooo…” Oozy said, taking her hand and putting it back on his head. “Sorry guys. I’m stealing her. She’s my personal petter now. That’s the rules.”

“Since when?!” Hux said.

Oozy looked a moment, then licked her hand. “I licked her, she’s mine.”

Keith stared at him in shock, not sure whether to laugh or slap him. “Dude.”

Nikolai gave a heavy sigh, rubbing the bridge of his nose, “Don’t lick party members. Or people in general.”

“How does that work anyways? You’re a skeleton,” Alex said.

“Maaaagic,” Keith said, wiggling his fingers in emphasis. “In other words, uh… Monster biology is weird. Or half monster biology. Whatever the fuck we are.”

Nikolai nodded, “More or less, yes. I can explain it in more detail later, if you’d prefer.” He started coming forward and Alex inched away. Keith hissed before he could catch himself, but Nikolai didn’t seem offended. Instead, he lowered himself in a bow, “And I’d like to apologize for how I acted earlier… I’ll admit I, erm… Overreacted. But we’ve had issues in the past of people coming in to steal babies or eggs, one of the fools tried to snag a mamba egg and got himself killed. I just get a bit jumpy about strangers around them.”

Alex nodded, relaxing a little, but still staring off at a clock instead of Nikolai. Her hand continued to run across Oozy as she said, “I get it. They’re just little dudes, too freaking small. And some are venomous. Not like you knew me.”

“Still, I should’ve given you more of a chance or at least asked you politely to leave before turning to threat displays,” Nikolai said.

“Eh… It was my fault,” Keith said. “I should’ve warned ya I was bringing someone in. Anyways, let’s try this again. Alex, this is Nikolai. He could probably fuck you up, but he’s everyone’s mom.”

Nikolai made no move to deny it.

“Hux here is the grumpy snake. He’ll warm up to ya.”

“No I won’t.”

Keith rolled his eyes, “He’s just a grump.”

Hux mumbled to himself.

“I think you’ve met Oozy pretty well by now.”

“Sup,” Oozy said, making absolutely zero movement.

“And, erm… Nikolai, you’ve got Trousle, right.”

“Hello human! I’m Trousle! Please let me say hi.” Said Trousle’s little speaker. He was poking out from Nikolai’s sleeve, apparently wrapped around his arm.

“He’s mute, but he’s pretty fast at typing. Got his own phone and everything,” Keith said, watching this girl intently. Apparent soulmate or not, if she was dick about Trousle, she was out of here. She might’ve earned Oozy’s enthusiastic (well… enthusiastic by his standards, dude looked like a kid in a candy store, but the world’s laziest kid) approval, but he wasn’t going to let an asshole mess with the little dude. Hux would warm up, that was more him being a bit of an ass than her, but he’d get over it… probably.

“Oh that’s cool! Do you have a phone number? Honestly I think my fingers work better than my mouth sometimes, but I guess talking out loud doesn’t really have a backspace key? But yeah! C’mere… Wait, I can hold him, right? Snakes are just, like, noodle puppies.” She paused, looking at everyone in the room. “I’d offer to hold you guys, but I am literally the second smallest person in here. I mean, guess we can try, but I don’t think it’ll go well?”

Keith snorted. Gosh, she was something, huh? A little awkward, but who wouldn’t be super awkward in this situation?

Nikolai brought Trousle over and she draped him around her neck. He nuzzled her cheek, giving her little scratches behind the ear.

… should someone tell him that she’s not a dog?

…

Naaaaaaaaaah. She didn’t seem to mind anyways,

Hux made a fake-gagging gesture at the two and Keith rolled his eyes, whispering at them, “Oh let’em have this. It’s cute.”

“I’m getting diabetes. Like, right now. They’re just beaming diabetes across the room.”

“Be nice,” Nikolai said, “It’s not going to kill you to have to actually smile at a human once in a while.”

“Yes it will. It’s, like, a terminal thing. If I smile at a human, I will instantly turn to dust.”

No such condition had ever existed and likely never would.

Keith’s first instinct was to back up Nikolai, but it was almost an in-joke that he’d at least try to defend Hux no matter how clearly in the wrong the guy was. Admittedly, it was as often as not either due to boredom or just feeling bad for the guy…

It’s not like Hux didn’t have a point – a point that he had iterated in frustrated, sometimes tear-filled tirades at least a few dozen times. He didn’t want to be treated like a pet, he’s allowed to not want to be a pet. Sure, not every adopter is like that. Some might’ve been looking for pets, yeah, but just as many want a kid or a friend, especially with full sized lamia. It could be more or less just like adopting any other monster, save for needing a good deal more raw meat. But Hux didn’t see it that way… Not that Keith ever blamed him. There wasn’t a huge market for full-sized Corals, their reputation as being stubborn, a bit lazy, and tsundere as hell was cute in something you could pick up and snuggle as it chirped indignantly and secretly enjoyed it – like an extra intelligent, reptilian cat – but less so when it was just as big as you and probably stronger. Everyone wanted a housecat, no one wanted a mountain lion. Or those that did need something to growl and hiss would probably pick Kings or Mambas.

Nikolai gave a long-suffering sigh, “You will not turn to dust if you’re forced to be nice every now and then.”

“Yeah I will. It’ll, like, strangle my soul or some shit. Keith, back me up here. Tell ‘im.”

Nikolai had the distinct impression of a haggard mom trying to reason with an unruly kid. He just looked so done. Dude could handle customers, angry mamba moms, being a jungle gym for babies, and training employees who may or may not have believed he knew he what he was doing, but Hux was his breaking point.

Keith stifled a chuckle, stuffing his hands in his pockets as his mind worked over what to do… He didn’t want to just abandon Hux – Nikolai would know it was just him being a loyal bro – but Alex wouldn’t. She might not’ve been looking at them, but he caught the way she kept glancing over…

“Welp, ya heard him. He’s sick. I prescribe ten CC’s of coffee with extra sugar and bribery with shiny objects.”

Hux’s head popped up, body at attention. “I’m listening… How many shiny objects are we talking.”

“… we’re not bribing him.”

“I’ve got extra dice?” Alex said hesitantly. Trousle was looking at her in concern, patting her face. She said, “I mean, I kinda like having all my dice, but I guess I don’t need seven sets… I’m keeping the black ones though, they’re good for fight scenes. And the orange ones, they were my first set ever and are not for sale. Also, the green and purple ones are just a fae vibe, I’m keeping them. They’re just average, but I like them.” Pause. “And the lesbian dice are mine. They won’t like you anyways, you’re a boy.”

All of them nodded understandingly. You could only play DnD so long and not get irrationally attached to the colorful little click clack rocks of fate.

“That counts as one shiny object,” Hux said.

“There are seven in each set!” Pause. “Well, more or less. I’ve lost some over the years.”

“You’ve got a point… More dice for the dice dragon! Mwahahahah!” Hux said, hamming it up.

Keith’s mouth twitched into a grin as he shook his head at the goof. How was he this cute? Just… goober. His friend is a total goof sometimes.

“Can I try the lesbian dice?” Trousle asked, holding himself at an awkward position to type.

“I… I guess? Just give them back after…” Alex said. She ran a finger across Trousle’s head, smiling as he let out little breathy attempts to “Nyeh.”

“Why are they lesbians anyways? Do they only work for girls?” Nikolai said.

“Here, lemme show you.” She unzipped one of the pouches on her bag and brought out a baggy full of dice that were lesbian flag colored. “My friend got them for me for Christmas.”

“That’s amazing. I want twelve,” Keith said.

“You’re not a lesbian… or a girl! I think… I mean, if there’s something you want to tell us, that’s fine, but I was under the impression you weren’t even interested in relationships,” Nikolai said.

“Maybe I could get, like… Dice that are for people who are just no.”

“Ace and aro. Probably,” Alex said.

“Oh cool. Words for it. Nice!”

“Give me words for friends with everyone! I want a flag too!”

“I… I don’t know if there’s a flag for that? Maybe we could put a dog on a flag? It’d be hard to make dice with dogs on them though,” Alex said.

“Ya could put a little dog face on every side and interpret the roll based on how much they’re a Good Boy,” Keith said.

“That would only roll Nat 20’s,” Alex said, deadpan.

“… good point. It could be the luckiest dice,” Keith said, grinning.

“I AM THE GOODEST BOY. Give me dog dice.” Trousle said, tucking the phone away to throw his little fists in the air, a gleam in his eye as he sat on Alex’s head.

Keith laughed. “Oh my gosh. I mean, that sounds adorable, but, uh… I think that miiiiight be a little too game breaking, even for me.”

“Give me dog dice.” He slithered back down to around Alex’s neck, holding himself out towards Keith the best he could and giving some mix between a glare and a pout.

“Trousle no.”

“Trousle YES,” Alex said.

Troulse nodded enthusiastically, bouncing in place so hard that he fell off and Alex yelped as she caught him.

“Are you alright?!”

Trousle gave a thumbs up, coiling around her arm.

Oozy had apparently fallen asleep on the floor, so Hux poked him with a stick, making Oozy whine. “Soooooo… Are we gonna get Glitterass, or are we just shadow banning him from this? I mean, I wouldn’t say no if we are…”

“We should probably go get him, yeah,” Keith said. “Ya ready Alex? Liam’s a mamba, and one of his eyes don’t work. Try to stay on his good side, literally. Metaphorically too if you want, but he doesn’t like having people where he can’t see or hear them well.” Not that anyone would like that, just courtesy really, but maybe not something you’d think of immediately.

Alex nodded, “Alright, let’s go!”

#Lamia Drama #Lamia Drama Part 8 #Keith #Hux #Nikolai #Oozy #Trousle #Keith the Chain #Hux the Coral #Nikolai the King #Oozy the Corny #Trousle the Papython #Bittybones #Lamia Bitties #Vex-Bitties #Longass chapter #I meant to have liam here too but guess not #Kinda rambly

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Character Palette/Personality Palette

If I have seen the movie/show/or whatever this character is in I will let you know! But if I haven't I'm just gonna give my best guess to their personality or what I think they like and everything. I will make them two palettes, one based on their appearance and one based on what I think their personality is. If you'd rather not see this just block the tag "character palette and personality guess" I figure no one's tagging anything like that so it should be easy to filter out. If you genuinely like this character and I lowkey diss them I'm sorry, I'm not going to apologize though, you're going to have to live with it. If you wanna send me a character for a palette and my guess at their personality/interests just drop it on anon and I'll see what I can do.

Alright so this is Thane Krios from the game Mass Effect 2. I haven't played any of the Mass Effect games, I don't play as many games as I used to.

I fuck with his color scheme, not exactly sure why they have him showing cleavage but I guess I can get behind it. He kind of looks like the guy from Shape of Water. Except I doubt there are any mute ladies for him to fall in love with. But I don't know, maybe he'll find one or maybe he'll find a mute man, you know? Who knows. I would love for him to just speak completely normal but like whenever someone surprises him he just hisses and his body has some sort of weird reaction. And everyone just kind of looks at him like "Bro..." And he just pretends nothing happened. He seems very serious, not like murder serious but definitely like "We should leave, the others will be waiting on us to get there and we wouldn't want to upset them by being late." Like, that kind of guy, you know? I'm looking at this guy and he's managed to become so boring, I don't know what it is about his face, maybe he just bores the shit out of me because his face shape just reminds me of a founding father and I just can't look at him without seeing an old man. Like, he straight up looks like alien George Washington and I can't unsee it. He looks like he's going to lead the next American Revolution. He looks like his favorite fruit is like peaches or something. I bet he eats oranges with the skin still on and says shit like "I like the inside fruit but the outside is not very good." And someone tells him he probably shouldn't eat it with the skin on. And like once he peels it off he's just surprised because it's much better now. I can picture him learning about hats, and that probably takes up about half of everyone's day because he just doesn't understand why there are so many types of hats. And maybe they just take him to a hat store and he tries them on and he falls in love with the cowboy hats and sun hats because they're huge. But he also gets the winter hats with the dangling strings on the sides because it makes space cats like him or something. I just like the idea that this guy and his friends are super busy and they just go to a hat store and it's the happiest they've ever seen him until the cats swarm him to play with the ends of his hats. And his friends are just happy he's happy and not telling them they need to leave for things.

Anyway here's his palette based on his character design.

And here is his palette based on what I think his personality is.

#character palette #character palette and personality guess #personality guessing #thane krios #mass effect 2

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danetobelieve · 4 years

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As Mime Goes By || Harsh, Ricky, Rio and Winston

Winston looked over at Ricky as they pulled over to the agreed point they would park. Turning to Orion and Ricky, they swallowed before looking out the window. They’d taken the essentials of course, flashlight, tablet, camera, everything that you needed when you were doing recon, not to mention lots of energy heavy snacks for when they inevitably over did the magic. They hoped that wouldn’t be a problem, but just in case they’d brought a baseball bat. “Listen, these,” they waved their bat as they got out the car, “are just precautions, we’re just looking around and Rio is here because he’s you know you’ve got the whole,” Winston flexed and grunted before continuing, “going on and Ricky is here because he looks like that. So recon. No fighting, oh and this guy’s name is Harsh. So no funny jokes about it, please.”

It was the unspoken rule of heists that the guy with the truck drove, and so Ricky was the one behind the wheel as the three of them pulled into their destination. Winston had asked them to tag along and Ricky was in the habit of doing whatever Winston wanted because well it was nice to have more members of the family. He snickered a little bit as Winston dragged the baseball bat out of the car before tucking one of several hunting knives he’d picked up into strategic and easily accessible points around his person, “Uh huh. It doesn’t help that the last time the three of us went someplace together we almost blew up a restaurant. We probably need more than a baseball bat but, that’s why you’ve got me and muscles over here.” he pointed to Rio and shrugged, “Harsh isn’t the weirdest name I’ve ever heard. As long as they don’t feed us to the mimes I’m chill.”

This whole thing was a terrible idea. Harsh shouldn’t have agreed, hell he shouldn’t have suggested it. Oh well, too late to back out now. Winston seemed decent, so he couldn’t just let them and their roomies go it alone. He lingered in the shadows, watching as the car pulled up and parked. Those looked like the guys. Lifting a hand in greeting, he made his way over. “Winston? This is our backup? Nice to meet you, I’m guessing Winston already told you about me. I figure we just go around, try to keep quiet and see if we spot anymore of those assholes wandering around. As soon as we run into trouble though, we run. I fought one of those things already and I’m not up for doing it again tonight.” He shifted on the spot, glancing back toward the restaurant. The area nearby seemed way too normal for some place that should have been blown up recently. “So, you ready to head in?”

Another day, another potentially dangerous and absolutely stupid thing that Orion had let himself get dragged into. The things he did for his roommates. “I detest being called muscles” Rio spoke nonchalantly from the back seat. He wasn’t serious for the most part, though he wasn’t exactly a fan of using the super strength unless necessary. And he was currently praying to the God he didn’t really believe in that it wasn’t necessary. He was getting pretty sick of mimes trying to kill him. “Nice to meet you mister. I’m Orion, or Rio.” He introduced himself to Harsh. “I like the running idea. We should bring you along more often.” The only reason he agreed to come along was because he was afraid his roommates were going to get themselves hurt. Plus he had night vision. “If I say no, do we get to leave?”

Rolling their eyes, Winston wished to all hell that they could just walk away from here. But with their mime attempting to murder them multiple times now, enough was enough. It was time to find a solution. Skylar was losing her mind, Roland was mute, Athena too. It was too much. Something had to be done and Winston might be able to do it. Hopefully. “Yeah, I’m Winston and this is my other friend Ricky,” they wished that they had someone like Nic with them, but it seemed weird to come to a hunter with a random problem when they didn’t know them and they DEFINITELY weren’t talking to Athena about this. “Let’s get this over with so that we can begin planning how we solve this problem.” Winston crept slowly down the deserted street. Which was weird for this time of night. It shouldn’t be this empty right? Was it also really necessary that the street lights were flickering?

Ricky flashed a peace sign as Winston introduced him, “Yo. I’m Ricky. I drive the truck, get stuff off tall shelves, and have some knives for mime stabbing. I would love not having to rip anyone else’s throat out with my teeth. That’s like…. Stretch goal for the evening.” He followed closely, if not nearly as stealthily, behind Winston as they made their way slowly to the restaurant “There are… uh there’re street lights, my dude. I think they can see us. Also if we were gonna be sneaking you should have told me so I didn’t roll up in a fucking bro tank and skinny jeans. Archer would be so disappointed in me.” He glanced quickly behind him to make sure Rio was still in his field of vision. Hunter revelation aside Ricky felt a certain level of protectiveness over his new roommate. He wasn’t the biggest fan of the fact that there was a real chance they’d all get murdered by a fucking mime. “Yo. W.” he got closer to Winston and lowered his voice, “Is your new friend chill? If I have to go all bitey again I don’t want someone freaking out.”

“Oh yeah? I think I heard about that throat ripping thing, nice work on that, man,” Harsh said, with a little grin. “But yeah, I’d rather run than have to resort to that.” He kept pace with the others, eyes flicking this way and that. It was quiet, way too quiet. There was a knife tucked inside of his jacket, but he didn’t plan on going for it except as a last resort. As they drew closer to the restaurant, he frowned, an odd smell catching his attention. It was almost… sweet? “Hey, you guys smell that? It’s like… pastries? The place is supposed to be closed isn’t it?” His frown grew slightly. Wait… he knew this smell, the last time he had noticed it was at Flipped, right after he had cut that mime’s throat. Not a great sign there. His eyes drifted around again. “Anyone see anything moving? I think… those mime things, when they bleed, they smell like this.”

Orion crept along with the group, keeping an eye around the place to see if anything caught his attention. “Maybe they cook overnight?” Rio asked curiously, but he could already tell that he couldn’t hear any footsteps or anything from within the restaurant. That didn’t seem to mean much honestly, he also hadn’t heard anything when Erin’s mime chased them or when Rio and Blanche’s mime had broken into the house. Somehow these things moved completely silently. For someone that was so used to hearing everything, it was a bit unnerving. “I don’t see anyone moving around inside but…” He hopped a bit, trying to get a better look inside, “I see something on the floors.” It was dark, almost viscous. It only took a moment for Rio to realize that it looked remarkably similar to whatever it was that the mimes bled. “I think… I think you’re right,” Rio looked over at Harsh. “I can see the stuff on the floors inside. Like trails of it leading somewhere.” Rio personally had no desire to figure out where it led, but something told him he wasn’t getting off that easily.

It would be a dream come true if Winston was able to believe that that bizarre smell that had enveloped them was from them cooking overnight. Whilst they were sure that was something that a normal thing that restaurants did, but this was as far from being a normal restaurant as it was possible to be. Their baseball bat felt somewhat unwieldy and Winston was regretting not bringing a knife along with them like the rest of them. They guessed ultimately they wouldn’t be doing anything other then trying to use magic to work things through. “That stuff looks kind of like … tar?” Winston hadn’t really ever seen tar before but this was exactly how they imagined that it looked. Winston crept closer, were those foot prints? “Hey guys, come look at this, looks kind of like someone walked in that stuff. Maybe we weren’t the first ones here?”

The smell and the look of the footprints on the floor immediately gave Ricky flashbacks to the Al’s parking lot and his first face to face run in with the mimes. “I don’t want to be the bearer of bad news… but… well we’re all in a fucking mime restaurant in the dead of night tracking killer mimes we all knew this was gonna be bad news from the fucking start…” he toed the goop on the floor a little, “This be the shit those fuckers bleed. Smells like baked goods, looks like tar, tastes pretty fucking gross too if you were wondering.” He walked over to wear Winston was standing, glad that for all his color blindness his dark vision was actually pretty fucking good. “My incredibly uneducated yet fantastically handsome guess wouldn’t be that someone walked through it. Maybe… secreted it? Trailed it from them when they were birthed into this world from whatever screaming fucking hellscape breeds clone mimes? We should probably all stick real close together.”

Great, just fucking great. Harsh clenched his jaw, focusing on any slight sounds. He followed after Winston, keeping his head on a swivel, watching for the faintest hint of movement. Crouching down, he tentatively dragged a finger over the print. “It’s dry. I think these have been here a while. I’m no tracker, but I don’t think whatever left these is still around. Or I sure hope it’s not.” He straightened up slowly, wiping his hand absently on his jacket, even though the stuff hadn’t stuck to him. Just touching it dry made him feel like he needed to wash his hands. “So… is everyone else thinking that at least some of those things came from here? I think it’s not just their blood. This is gonna sound weird, but… I think they’re made of this stuff, whatever the hell it is.” He grimaced as he turned toward the doors of the restaurant. “It looks pretty empty in there,” he said slowly, glancing at the other three. “I agree, let’s stick close, maybe circle around the place, see if there’s more footprints.”

Orion cringed when Harsh bent down and touched the stuff. “Ricky, stop giving theories you’re gonna give me nightmares.” He should have offered to wait in the truck, be a getaway driver in case they needed a speedy getaway. Anything to keep him away from here. He had goosebumps trailing his arms. “Well they’re clearly not human. Whatever they are they burst into smoke when they die. It’s uh… well I don’t like the idea that they’re coming from a restaurant. Where food is made.” Not that Rio had ever eaten there, nor did he ever plan to. “Just make sure you keep an eye out for anything. This sounds crazy, but they don’t like, make noise. Footsteps, heart beat. Nothing.”

Somehow, not that Winston was sure how it was possible, the smell here seemed to be even stronger. “It doesn’t seem like a bad theory that these things are related to this goop in someway.” They could help but crouch down alongside Harsh and examine it as well, though they hadn’t touched it out of fear of what it might do. Harsh seemed fine though and Winston put the thought from their mind. “Maybe they could be made from this stuff, do you think this means that this stuff is made here?” They wondered if it was some kind of weird magic or something else. Whatever the case, Winston didn’t want to know what was going on. Not really. Not enough to actually be here. The urge to bolt and sprint from here was irresistible. But they managed. “We should see if we can see anything else, maybe see if we can get around the back.” Winston was sure it wasn’t going to be there. “Just be careful, I had a run in with something weird here a little while back.”

“Rio if you get nightmares I’ll read you a bedtime story and fix you a glass of warm milk with vanilla and cinnamon. My mom used to swear by it.” What Niamh Cordero had actually sworn by was mackerel before bed but there wasn’t any reason for Harsh to get the idea that Ricky wasn’t human. Not at least until it was unavoidable. “It is nice that for once at least my near deafness isn’t a detriment. We’re all gonna be fucked for hearing!” When Winston suggested checking around the back Ricky took point, pulling a serrated knife out of its sheath tucked into his jeans, “You know…” his voice was low as they all crept towards the back of the incredibly fucking spooky restaurant, “It was entirely too easy to buy like all of these knives. There’s literally a section in the farm goods store off route 48. It’s practically a whole “get ready to skin trespassers” department back there. He peered through the oval window of the swinging door back to the kitchen, not seeing anything immediately visible. “I’ll go through first. Since in classic horror trope the dumb jock dies first.” He had expected at least a little squeak from the door but the hinges were whisper quiet as he slowly pushed through.

“I don’t know, it could be coming from this place, but what even is it? If this place is making this stuff, I don’t want to know what kind of food they serve.” He followed after Ricky, eyes lingering on the knife. “You have a lot of those? Listen, if we see another one of those mime things, I’d rather bolt than try to fight it. The first one of them was hard enough to take out.” Harsh stopped by the door, watching Ricky head inside. He looked over Winston and Orion. Maybe it had been a bad idea to ask them to tag along. They were both young… and scared. Shit, this whole worrying about people thing was a pain in the ass. “You two hang back, I’ll go in after him. Just keep watch out here. If you see anything, yell and we’ll come running.” He shook out his hands at his sides before following after Ricky, careful to keep his steps light and quiet as possible. Only a few steps in, he froze. There was something, the faintest of sounds, like… like footsteps, but wrong. Reaching out, he lightly tapped Ricky’s arm, trying to get his attention as he more mouthed the words than said them: “There’s something in here. I don’t think it’s human.”

There was a certain amount of relief that Orion felt when Harsh told them to hang back. He was also worried, and scared and anxious but he spent most of his life being those things. At least out here they could keep an eye on things. A few seconds later and Rio and Winston were standing alone out in the darkness. They had been alone a lot since the two had first become friends, first within the Scribe building after Winston’s night of sleepwalking, which Rio often regarded as one of the luckiest nights of recent memory. Now within the house too, if Ricky was gone and Rio and Winston found themselves hanging out. Things felt different now than they had when they first started hanging out. He wasn’t sure if it was because of the Athena revelation or from… something else. And because Rio had no time to start panicking about that particular revelation, he decided he needed to distract himself from thinking about what that something else might mean. “Dying at a mime restaurant would be the worst.” Rio whispered randomly, wandering around the open space because he couldn’t stand still at the moment. As he wandered, he noticed some sort of smell. He wasn’t sure what but… it wasn’t a good smell. The bakery smell of the gross liquid had mostly kept it covered up, but there was definitely something else around here too. “Hey, I think there’s something over here.” Rio warned before heading off to try to find the source of it. And… well unfortunately he did.

Thank God Winston wasn’t expected to be taking point here. They made a mental note that they had to make more friends with people who were far more capable then they were so that they didn’t have to continue taking point in potential life or death situations like this one. “Oh I don’t know, better to die in a mime restaurant then a clown rodeo or something equally absurd, besides, the french have the best cuisine right?” Winston rolled their eyes and sighed, this was as from their idea of fun as it was possible for them to have. “What the hell is that?” they moved away from where Harsh and Ricky had gone, wondering if there was something other then terrifying footprints and the smell of pastries here. Moving as stealthily as they could (which was not very) Winston crept across the room. The first thing that they witnessed was what looked like a very heavily chewed hand. Bite marks littered the fingers and here and there the flesh was entirely stripped away, leaving clear sections of bone exposed. Then there were more body parts, and more bones and more chunks of flesh. What Winston had originally decided was the tar like substance was actually a grotesque mixture of the substance and blood. It had congealed together into a viscous mucous like liquid and Winston had to stop themselves from being sick, but that seemed clear to them that it could only mean one thing. Eyes flashing up to Harsh and Ricky, they lurched to their feet and sprinted after them. The thing they’d found with Regan. It was clearly still here, but if they shouted they’d draw it’s attention faster then before.

“I have a lot of them now that there are killer mimes on the loose in the town. I decided to make a “you might die horribly but at least you can try to defend yourself first” shopping trip before this little outing” They crept through the kitchen as quietly as they could; the smell of yeast and dough turning from something appetite-inducing to something bone-chilling “I would also like to run since I don’t really fancy getting a chunk taken out of my shoulder again but I’mma make sure Winston and Rio make it back to the truck before I do. I managed to kill mine last time. So I’m 1-0 for mime slaughter.” The tall stainless steel of coolers reflected the dim emergency exit and Ricky nearly had a heart attack when Harsh reached out to tap Ricky’s arm. He turned and watched the other man’s lips move, spelling out a sentence he desperately hadn’t wanted to hear. Nodding tersely he kept his head on a swivel, trying to see what was purely shadow and what was a murderous stereotype waiting to devour them. It was only by chance that he happened to see the reflection of something in the glass door of the tall rotating oven. He grabbed Harsh’s arm and tugged them towards the relative safety of a small alcove that seemed to hold spices and flavorings. He hoped his wide-eyed panic and pointing to the general direction of whatever-the-fuck that thing had been was getting his point across properly.

Shit. Harsh had known this was a terrible idea from the start. He really had to start not diving into these things headfirst… and dragging random strangers into them with him. That was probably the part he should feel bad about here. At least that hollow inside had plenty of room for gut wrenching fear. He didn’t resist the pull on his arm, letting Ricky tug him into the alcove and flattening himself to the wall. The knife in his pocket was in his hand before he could think about it. If they could wait, stay quiet, maybe the… whatever it was would pass. But then he heard it, footsteps--Winston’s footsteps getting closer. Shit, they weren’t in cover and that thing was still out there. “It’s coming,” he muttered to Ricky. Whatever it was, the damn thing was almost dead silent, but it wasn’t invisible. Harsh saw movement and made a choice. “Grab Rio and go, I’ll get Winston. I’ve got a couple tricks up my sleeve, but that thing won’t be confused forever.” He shifted, moving to the edge of the alcove as he held a hand next to his mouth. “Over here, frenchy! Suck on this baguette, asshole!” The yell was his, but his voice came from the far corner of the restaurant. Those skittering feet turned on a dime, heading toward the sound. Harsh looked back to Ricky. “Go, now,” he said before darting out of the alcove. He reached Winston’s side with admittedly inhuman speed, but now wasn’t the time to worry about keeping pesky little secrets. Grabbing at their arm, he tugged. “We gotta go.”

Whatever the leftover remains that Winston and Orion had found was, it seemed abundantly clear that they were human. Rio felt sick, and his vision blurred a bit before he realized that Winston had ran off to find Ricky and Harsh. “Winston!” Rio whisper-yelled after them, but they were already gone. “Crap.” He crept toward the entrance, slower and more cautious than Winston had. This was not going as planned. Rio was ready to get into the room when he all but crashed into Ricky. “What the heck is going on?” Rio questioned, hearing Harsh yell some expletive. He was… distracting something. That wasn’t a good sign. “Truck, trucky” Rio said, turning and running off for it. Ricky was the getaway driver, so Rio needed to figure something out. He slid into the door, running too fast to have time to stop himself and through it open. “Why do you have a hacksaw?” Rio asked as he dug around in the backseat. Between that and an axe, Rio didn’t have a lot of options. “I hope you aren’t super attached to this.” He exclaimed, grabbing the axe, “Get the car started.” Then he took off running to another side of the building, taking a deep breath before he swung the axe at the window, shattering it and making as much noise as he possibly could.

As Harsh yelled, Winston knew that they had been too late in their mission of preventative warning. They were by their side alarmingly fast and Winston didn’t need anymore convincing that it was time for them to get out of here. They had seen that thing that had been behind the restaurant snapping up a cat and they didn’t want to see what would happen if they were given the opportunity to try and eat Winston again. They were running headlong from the restaurant when Winston saw an axe that looked shockingly like one of Ricky’s axes in Rio’s hands. “Hey, is that Bertha?” Winston grunted as they turned and saw their friend setting off for the other side of the building. It was their turn to do something about this all. “Uh, cover your eyes!” they pulled to a stop, the mime monster thing scrabbling after them, taking a deep breath they summoned their energy and hurled a bright spark of energy through the air in the direction of the friend. It exploded with a bright flash. “That’s like maybe a few seconds right?”

A lot of things happened in really quick succession, and Ricky wasn’t really sure he was prepared for any of them. Harsh threw his voice in a way that was decidedly not some expert ventriloquism and between the two of them they divvied up the friends waiting in the dining room. Ricky couldn’t run as fast as Harsh could apparently, but when the choices were hustle or being eaten by whatever the fuck had been stalking them in the kitchen, he could pound the pavement with the best of them, “We’re going now!” he grabbed Rio’s sleeve and kept running, charging for the truck that waited just down the street. “Not the axe!!!” he tried to stop Rio from throwing what had been a $250 investment in a hand-forged Swedish axe but it was far too late. “Yeah that’s Bertha but we’ll mourn her later. Everyone in!!!” Winston threw up a truly impressive magical flashbang grenade and Ricky started up the truck, “Everyone in?! Sound off quick cuz I’m about to floor it and I don’t wanna leave anyone in the dust.”

Apparently he wasn’t the only one with tricks up his sleeve. Harsh made a mental note to ask about that when they weren’t being chased by some kind of horrific spider mime or whatever the hell that thing was. He wasn’t really in the mood to stop to get a better look. On Winston’s command, he ducked, throwing up a hand in front of his eyes, shielding them from the worst of the light. “Not bad,” he noted before grabbing Winston again, half lifting, half dragging them to the truck. Offering an arm, he boosted Winston into the truck before throwing himself in behind them. “We’re here, let’s move!” The flash had definitely thrown the whatever-it-was for a loop, and he couldn’t imagine the crash of the axe had gone unnoticed either, but sticking around to make sure was not high on his list of priorities.

Orion made a beeline back to the truck after throwing the axe and jumped for it, missing the door and smacking into the side of the truck. “Ow.” Rio ring out before correcting himself and climbing into it. Ricky peeled onto the road once everyone was in. “Oh god oh god I can’t believe we just did that.” He was breathing heavily and staring at the ceiling of the truck to try to calm himself down. “I’m sorry about your axe” Rio apologized to Ricky, trying to connect the dots from what they had found. Had they even found anything? “What was in there? I never even saw it.”

Shuddering gently, Winston settled in next to Ricky and sighed as they drove off into the night. “That was enlightening, obviously whatever it is that is causing this seems to be coming from the restaurant itself…” Winston frowned and tried not to think about whatever that thing was. It seemed to have gotten somehow more dangerous. “As for whatever that was, I don’t know, but I sure as hell don’t want to find out.”

#para #p: harsh #p: orion #p: ricky #wickedswriting #chatzy para #chatzy #as mime goes by

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kinkymagnus · 4 years

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Twi YouTube AU?? 👀

dlgjk ok i dont have a coherent au idea i just like the idea of like.

alec being this confident youtuber man who does all sorts of shit, like funny vlogs and maybe some sketches with his siblings or some lets plays or something, idk, he’s just a popular youtuber like, idk, fuckin markiplier or something, you know, kinda does a lot of stuff. maybe some fashion/interior design shit? idk? but like. he’s pretty popular and if there’s any list on tumblr that’s like “some queer creators you should try watching” he’s always up there because he’s pretty open about being gay. maybe at first he wasn’t in the earlier youtube days but he had a pretty emotional coming out video and everyone was like “holy shit”

meanwhile magnus is like, a quietly popular youtuber, you know? kind of a niche audience, but with decent numbers. he does a lot of things, like vlogs about being trans. like, oh my god. magnus documenting his transition? would that even be a thing? wait oh my god is this mundane au, or is this canon? because twi magnus who’s actually a warlock with a youtube channel would be hilarious but maybe not a good idea. you know what? how about a mix. he’s mortal and was born in modern times and all, he’s like the same age as alec–idk why but i’m thinking he’s like a few weeks older or a month or two older than alec and alec jokingly teases him about being old–but he like…. still has magic, because why the fuck not. actually, you know what? fuck it? it’s an au where magic is just openly a thing. not even necessarily canonverse magic, just. some people have magic. magnus does little tutorials and shit, he has a real talent for it and he’s actually really powerful but he hides that. (possible plotline: some paparazzi discover he’s like, a level ten mage, and it’s a scale from 1-10 and 8 is the most powerful u get most of the time, there’s been a few really famous 9s and there’s been one 10 ever and that was fucking merlin. you feel. because why not. idek fuck.) anyway he has little diy make your own magical charms and weaving enchantment and safe summoning circles and tips for writing magical contracts and shit like that. he’s this cute little nerd but he’s like incredibly knowledgeable and he knows how to teach it in a way that’s understandable and accessible? and he answers questions in really clear ways, and he does amazing demonstrations that look so cool people accuse him of editing but he’s just That Good. and he’s like, actually a really well-published wizard/magic scientist, he invented the fucking portal, but probably under a pseudonym because he doesn’t really want the attention. (his last name is fell in honor of his mentor. yes. although if he does multiple ones he may or may not also use loss, santiago, rollins, etc.) anyway he’s just so fucking good, he has all these videos explaining magical theory in pretty easy to understand ways (maybe going from really simple to like “i understand the basics here and am ready for the technical terms but need an overview” videos you know.

also he doesn’t just do magic videos, because i said so. also maybe some blogs, and like. because i want to. some fashion/makeup tips. and it’s weirdly endearing because it’s not something you’d expect since he doesn’t wear makeup that often–although a) there are def gifsets of his full makeup looks on tumblr, and b) when he does occasionally decide to wear lipstick or eyeshadow or whatever, most of his fans are like omg yes!! u look cute! also headcanon: twi magnus wears less makeup in general but he still indulges in nail polish. mostly dark/muted colors on his fingers, but bright silly colors on his toes. NAYWAYWYA

also magnus bane is his chosen name because he wanted something cool and wizardy sounding and undeniably masculine.

also he’s so fucking sweet like look his videos are pretty popular because they’re just handy but he’s not exactly like, a super popular celebrity or anything, you know? but when he does meet fans he’s so incredibly sweet and he does selfies and he’s very appreciative of his followers? he’s so genuine?

and alec is way more popular–not that he’s not kind and appreciative of his followers. it’s just the thing is, magnus and alec are totally opposite sides of youtube. alec is friendly charismatic completely non-magical youtuber, he plays video games with his sister and like, does vlogs and reaction videos and shit you know. magnus is out here with educational tutorials and excited rambles about magical theory. (i feel like sometimes he accidentally starts doing groundbreaking research for a video and forgets to like, publish it first, and people are like wait what the fuck holy shit)

but then they fucking meet.

and a) they’re Instantly smitten. b) this will eventually result in the weirdest collab ever.

like NO ONE would expect magnus bane, tarot reader and tutorial on magic diy and shit, occasionally does makeup videos and little vlogs and talks about Issues sometimes, to collab with typical hot vlogger gamer man alec lightwood. but it happens, and somehow it’s the best fucking thing ever.

i’m not sure how their channels collide. maybe alec plays a game involving magic and magnus talks about all the ways it’s right/wrong but it ends up just being bantering and giggling and magnus may or may not end up leaning into him on the couch their sitting on and giggling as he makes a stupid joke with the character in the game and immediately everyone’s like…… we ship it

not that i support irl shipping but u know how it goes, everyones like “damn they’re cute” and they’re both openly queer so there’s that. i mean, still not cool, but you know

but really tho they keep doing collabs after that and become actual friends and both start kind of….. doing things for each other’s channel? magnus does a thing like “interview with someone who knows nothing about magic” and we just see a total mundane take on magic and honestly it’s really interesting for both of them, we have more “magnus, who’s an Old Soul and despite having a youtube channel is actually not that great with technology, raphael does all the editing, tries to play video games and kinda fails at it but he gets the hang of some of them”?? he likes puzzle games and mariokart, he does NOT like super smash bros because “THE CHARACTER NEVER DOES WHAT I WANT IT TO ALEXANDER” “you’re just jealous bc i beat ur ass” “you wanna play mariokart again, lightwood?!”

magnus does a tarot reading for alec, alec does a vlog with him just like “day in the life of alec lol :P” and there’s moments where he just comes up behind magnus like “hey what’s up” and magnus, who’s in rumpled home clothing, sees the camera and chuckles and kinda half heartedly waves it away, and the audience loses their mind at how cute he looks lkdhjgfh

they just become actual good friends, you know? it’s weird bc you wouldn’t think it would work but it really, really does

also on of alec’s fans at some point tries to make a transphobic crack at magnus during a livestream and alec goes OFF on his ass and it’s trending for the next week, the clip goes viral, it’s like “HIMBO GOES OFF ON HATERS FOR BEING TRANSPHOBIC TO HIS FRIEND/POSSIBLE LOVER?” and alec apologizes to magnus for all the attention it brought them but magnus is like “it’s okay, we can use this” and they end up using the hype to do one of those charity livestreams youtubers do and all the proceeds go to something like mermaids or the trevor project, you feel? they’re like “suck it transphobes look at all this money you got trans ppl” khjfgh

ok but eventually they do get together, not on camera, and while it’s slow at first and kind of secret (from the internet, not from friends and family) they’re also not super subtle. they know they’re not, but they’re just sort of like “it’s no one’s business, we’ll announce it when we’re ready”

and honestly tho they love each other so much

also i’ve just decided it’s not uncommon for strong magic-users, even like, level 4 or 5 and up, to have marks, so while his cat eyes are usually glamoured maybe he showed them after a q&a or in a vlog or something? and there are like. lots of gifsets of this, okay, and like, lots of thirst comments. which are like, this weird mix of slightly uncomfortable, really flattering/validating, and embarrassing (in a good and bad way). anyway, magnus has cat eyes in this au, because i fucking said so.

ANYWAY back to their relationship, they’re in love

how did they meet? maybe at a con they bumped into each other, or a totally random fan was like “y’all should do a collab” and everyone was like “what”

or maybe a mutual friend and fellow youtuber, meliorn, who is a nonbinary youtuber who fucking has a sword don’t question me, introduces them?

idk. but when they meet they hit it off instantly and flirt and end up getting coffee and they don’t date for a while (maybe mutual pining/misunderstandings like “oh he doesn’t like me like that, but it’s okay, we can still be friends :)” or something lkfgjhfgh) but eventually they end up getting together

how? no idea. let me think about it.

idk why but im thinking they’re filming at magnus’s apartment and they’re on his couch and just. late night. they’ve finished up filming but they’re still bantering and maybe playing some video game like mariokart or watching a movie together and just. magnus is leaned all the way into alec, just snuggled up and pressed close against him, alec ends up putting an arm around him, and alec cracks a joke or teases him and magnus sits up a bit to like, poke his chest or flick his nose (you know what i mean? like in an otp person a shifts, still kinda sitting in their lap, and is like [playfully hits shoulder or boops nose or something] and now they’re making eye contact and person b ends up pulling them into a soft kiss???) anyway THEY MAKE EYE CONTACT AND ALEC PULLS HIM INTO A SOFT KISS and alec almost pulls away when he realizes what he’s done but magnus makes this soft little happy noise and leans into him, kissing back, and they just end up kissing for a bit and when they break apart alec is just looking up at him with breathless wonder and magnus is looking down at him with that same soft reverence and alec blurts out something like “you’re magical” and magnus just loses it and he’s giggling and leaning against alec’s chest and alec starts laughing too and magnus can feel the vibrations in his chest and it’s just so nice and pleasant and wonderful and they may or may not end up making out

they have to talk about it in the morning when they end up falling asleep together in magnus’s bed, cuddled close, but they find, to both of their delights, they both want to date and be in a serious relationship and it’s so fucking good ok

they go to dinner and the transition from friendship to romance is a little awkward but so worth it, especially when they realize HEY IT’S BOTH YOU DONT STOP BEING FRIENDS WHEN YOU DATE. i mean like, they didn’t not know that, but it’s like, idk how to explain you know they’re kinda like “are we doing this right” and then they’re like “fuck doing it right we can keep cuddling on the couch and giggling and bantering over stupid shit and watching dumb movies and kicking each others asses in video games it doesn’t matter we just also kiss and have dinner more often and sleep together and also we may or may not be in love”

also they’re That Couple. they’re like straight to the honeymoon, they’re domestic from the first week. magnus is casually doing magic around the house (imagine: he just dyes his hair on a whim and grows it out a little bit and alec is like “i love u no matter how u style ur hair and stuff, and like, ur usual look is so fuckin cute and handsome, but also I Love This.”) but like he’s like (casually summons small ball of light to read book at night) (casually makes alec little protective charms–side note alec def makes him some of these too, but he asks magnus’s old mentor, ragnor, and two of his friends that can do magic, catarina and dot, to enchant it, since he can’t himself, and having magic woven by people who care about him will make it stronger. oh mhyhogfd) and just like. magic used to be something he mostly kept to himself (this def has something to do with his parents–his mom, who he thinks killed herself because of his eyes/magic, his birth dad who’s a powerful sorcerer–level 9, actually, and they think magnus is level 8 for a long time–who was an abusive fuckstick) and then he started doing youtube and it was a kinda show, a gift, something to share, but still not really something he just used openly in front of people he cared about (other than his close friends, since most of them do magic too anyway) but with alec it’s so easy to do that casually?? it’s so easy to just feel comfortable and safe????? yes

anyway they do eventually “come out” as boyfriends, maybe something short and sweet like just. a tweet of magnus sleeping curled up on alec’s chest and he’s like “god i love my boyfriend

they were already not subtle but now that they’re not hiding it they’re so fucking blatantly in love tbh. they do one of those boyfriend tag videos and it’s fucking adorable, at high request they do some couples games kind of videos, like the newlywed game and fuck marry kill (mostly on alec’s channel but magnus has a few, too) and it’s just HIGH QUALITY FUCKING CONTENT

also originally i was just thinking something along the lines of “in canon verse, twi alec is instagram famous/famous on social media and he gets cute tarot boyfriend and is like look at my cute boyfriend and then magnus’s small insta account mostly for his business gets a fuck ton of new followers and alec’s gets a considerable amount too” and now i’m imagining everyone from their respective audiences first thirst-following the other, then actually getting invested

but really tho they’re the internet’s hottest couple for a while it’s great

for some reason i’m picturing them doing a live tour now, with like, accessible tickets and magnus does magic live on stage and idek what else they’d do tbh but it’d be fun as fuck

anyway this au got away from me

me: i dont have any real coherent ideas

also me: [vomits a 2,500+ word ESSAY]

#malec #magnus bane #alec lightwood #shadowhunters #twi #twi malec #trans magnus #long post #youtube au

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golbrocklovely · 5 years

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the chosen daughter // colby brock - chapter two

A/N: Chapter two here we go!! Let me know what you think of the story so far. I’d love to hear it. Plus, let me know if you want to be added to the taglist. Thank you for all the love yall have given the story so far, it means so much to me. Alrighty, on with the story.

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taglist: @far-to-many-bands , @idfk-tbh-oops , @muted-mayham , @ughwhyislifesohard , @justtanerd , @ashyoungxblood

trigger warning: cursing, alcohol mention, manipulation powers, general vampire things

word count: 1245

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Nights that I didn’t have to work revolved around me lounging around in my apartment, watching movies, and eating copious amounts of stuffed-crust pizza.

But tonight was a change of pace.

I had been up all day trying to figure out what XPLR Services was. The paper X had dropped had no info on it, besides a number. Looking it up yielded no results. Searching for XPLR Services did nothing either.

How the fuck was he hiding it?

Unless…

“It’s a vampire thing.” I whispered.

A lot of the vampire world was completely hidden from humans. No one really knows how vampires came to be, or how they went about living their lives. Maybe this explains why XPLR was hidden.

I jumped up off my couch and got changed. Rushing out of my building, I knew exactly where I needed to go.

Trapp Haus.

Luckily tonight was the second ‘Human and Vampire Night’ there, otherwise I wouldn’t be allowed in. I knew who I needed to talk to.

I walked down the alleyway behind the club, hearing the thumping music vibrate outside its walls. I banged on the back door four times.

A sliding piece of metal moved at the top of the door. A set of red eyes peered back at me.

“Password.”

I rolled my eyes. “Kevin, you know me.”

“Password, Jade. I don’t make the rules.” Kevin insisted, his eyes melting back into their regular brown color.

“You own this club, so technically you do.” I sighed. “Fine… ‘Let me in…Dad.’”

I could see Kevin’s shiny white teeth through the darkness of the alleyway as he grinned. “Close enough.”

Suddenly the metal part closed, and then the door swung open, enough space to allow me to walk in. I stepped inside, the music now twice as loud.

“Nice of you to show up finally. I’ve only been begging you to come to a human night for months now.” Kevin stated, giving me a tight hug.

“Well, I’m only here because I need some help. You know I’m not a partier.” I shrugged.

Kevin Langue was a tall, dark, and handsome man and one I had known for about a year and a half now. He was one of the only vampires I trust, mostly because I don’t know many, but also because he’s the most genuine out of all of them. He is kind, which you don’t find that often in vampires. He came into Vampiro one night, and we became friends instantly. He’s one of the few I feel I could tell about my ‘abilities’.

I still haven’t though.

“Help? What’s wrong?” He walked me into the VIP section. We slid into a booth that overlooked the whole club. This was his booth, one that he sat in every night.

“Um, I know this is gonna sound weird. But I need your help. I found out about something, and I think it has to deal with vampires, because I can’t find anything about it online.” I replied.

“What is it?” He laughed, taking a sip of his drink.

“XPLR Services?” I asked.

Kevin froze for only a split second, gulping down his drink hard. He cleared his throat. “Nope. Never heard of it.”

“Are you sure? Do you think there is someone here that might know?” I inquired.

He glanced around the club, trying to keep his eyes off me. “Maybe. I think there is someone here that might know. Stay here in the VIP. Enjoy yourself, though. Get a drink. It’s on me.”

Kevin stood up and left the booth, smiling as he went. Something about his smile was off though.

He was hiding something.

I ordered a vodka soda, sipping it slowly as I waited for Kevin to get back. My eyes scanned the whole club, but no Kevin was to be found. I grumbled to myself.

Maybe I shouldn’t have come.

“Jade, I’d like you to meet someone,” Kevin stated, pulling me out of my thoughts. “This is Mike.”

I looked up at Kevin and Mike. Mike was dressed in a dark t-shirt and jeans, tattoos covering both his arms and hands. He had dirty blonde hair and mischievous eyes.

“Hi, nice to meet you Jade.” Mike smirked.

I nodded. “Nice to meet you, Mike.”

Kevin and Mike slid into the booth, both staring at me. Mike reached over and took my hand. “So you want to know about XPLR Services?”

“Yes.” I agreed.

Mike closed his eyes softly, taking in a deep breath. Slowly, a neon pink aura appeared around him. It reached his hand, and he opened his eyes. They met mine instantly, pupils dilating.

“Why do you really want to know about XPLR Services?” He questioned, his voice deep.

An image came to my mind: he was ‘forcing me’ to tell the truth. That was his power.

I yanked my hand out of his, blurting out. “I was planning to tell the truth. You don’t have to force me.”

Shit…

Kevin and Mike’s eyes widen. They glanced at each other quickly. I tried to step out of the booth, but they appeared in front of me suddenly. They both took my hands and ran me out of the booth and into an office at the speed of light. Slamming the door shut, Mike leaned against it.

“Holy shit, vampire speed is no joke. I think I feel faint.” I groaned, hunched over.

“How do you know about his power? You’ve never met him before.” Kevin responded, ignoring my illness.

“Did you tell her? That’s the only way.” Mike spoke, glaring at Kevin.

Kevin scoffed. “Bro, why would I tell her? That doesn’t make-”

“I have abilities.” I cut him off, finally recovering.

“What?” They both called out.

“I know what powers a vampire has. And… no vampire’s power works on me.” I admitted.

“How is that possible?” Mike stepped away from the door.

“I don’t know, but it’s how it’s always been.” I responded.

Kevin crossed his arms, gazing between me and Mike. “So, not a single vampire power works on you. None whatsoever?”

“None. Try yours out. I’ll be able to tell what it is.” I challenged, sighing.

Kevin shrugged. “Alright.”

Kevin stared me down, a green aura materializing around him. I could feel what he wanted me to be: happy.

“You… manipulate emotions?” I guessed.

Kevin relaxed as his aura dispersed. “Wow. That’s weird. Yeah, that’s my power.”

“And Mike’s is to force people to tell the truth.” I remarked.

Mike nodded his head. “How are you immune?”

“If I had an answer, I’d tell you.” I chuckled.

Kevin and Mike strolled towards each other, turning their backs to me. I could tell they were mumbling to each other, low enough that I couldn’t understand what they were saying.

“Look, I told you guys about my abilities. The nicest thing you could do for me is tell me what XPLR Services is.” I ranted.

They stopped talking, turning back to me. After a pause, Mike smiled. “Why don’t we show you?”

Mike strutted over to a door in the corner of the office, opening it. Behind the door was a set of stairs.

“Head on up.” He ordered.

I squinted my eyes at him, giving him a weird look as I passed him and headed to the top of the stairs. At the end was another door.

I lightly grabbed the handle and turned it, opening the door.

“Who the hell are you?”

<< CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 3 >>

#colby brock #kevin langue #mike's dead #colby brock fanfiction #colby brock fanfic #colby brock fic #colby brock vampire #colby brock angst #colby brock x oc #the chosen daughter #vampire #colby brock story

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onepdumpsterfire · 4 years

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The Love struck neighbors

Modern life!AU

"Are you spying on her again?" Asked a voice from right besides me. "Gah! Don't do that, Ace. it isn't funny" I say, trying to slow my racing heart "And I'm not spying, for your information. I'm just looking outside, it's just a coincidence that our neighbor, that lives across from us, is uh... Stretching..."

"Uhu just a coincidence, like the other times that she happened to be doing yoga in her living room," He walks towards the kitchen; all the while continuing his mocking, "or writing, or cleaning or-"

"Okay I get it!" I interrupt him. "And, by the way, your drooling," Ace shouts over the clattering of pans. "N-no im not!" I reply, quickly wiping away at my mouth. My face is beet red and it'll probably keep getting redder if we continue this conversation. Time to change the subject.

Getting up I follow him to our cramped kitchen. "Don't touch the food on the stove; wait till luffy gets here and then we can eat"

"You should just go talk to her, if you like her so much," grabbing a piece of hot food from the stove, he tosses it into his mouth. "Ah, fuck! That's hot."

"That's why you should wait till luffy gets here in 20 minutes." I usher him out of there before he decides to eat more food. "But it'll be cold then and I'm hungry nooooow, saboooooo," Ace whines. "It's in low heat so it won't get cold, and we're waiting till luffy gets here." I guide him towards the living room. "By the way you haven't answered. Why don't you talk to her?" Stopping us in front of the linen couch, he turns to face me. "I have but it's just so awkward between us? I wish we could just start over but by now she probably thinks I'm a weirdo." Sitting on the couch, Ace pats the spot next to him. "Nah I doubt it. You only, what? Fallen down the stairs in front of her,"

Groaning, I remember that embarrassing day. I was trying to be neighborly and greet her, but got...distracted and tripped over the last few steps. At least she helped me up. She smelled so nice that day. "Dropped and broke most of her groceries." Remembering that one actually made me flinch. I'd seen her unloading some groceries when I got home from work. I offered to help, but clumsily dropped most of the bags I was holding. I exploded her soda and most of the plastic plates she bought for a get together she was having. She invited my brothers and I after that. I ended up avoiding her most of the time. Ace, on the other hand, tried to talk to her every chance he got. And luffy....ate just about everything there. "Awkwardly talked about labradors, for some reason. Yeah, no I see your point." I just couldn't shut up that day. Grrrr, I'm pissed off at myself.

"Are you done listing how much of a loser I am? Thanks, man. real motivational pep talk." He turns on the couch, now facing me, he puts a leg on my lap. "Hey, you know what, luffy might have talked to her recently." Now that's news to me. "What do you mean?"

"Well remember when luffy set that fire to the apartment a while ago? when we were out." Eugh, just remembering makes me wanna throw up. He tried barbecuing for us on the balcony once, but ended up almost burning the apartment down. AND he still made us eat that vile lunch. It makes me shiver at the thought. "Yep. He's the reason we have no balcony, why?"

"Well she's a firefighter intern or something right?"

"I think?" I'm not following...

"Then she probably came here to help put the fire out. And you know how luffy is. He probably talked to her and mentioned we are neighbors and that she had invited us to her place before." My face pales, I'm following his train of thought now. He's probably gonna invite her over soon. He does that with every person he befriends. Oh no. Oh no no no..... If he did talk to her then he more than likely told her about me looking at her through her patio door. He has no filter! I'll never be able to face her again! "Luffy talks way too much! He probably told her that we've seen her through her balcony-" Ace puts a hand up, stopping me. "Hold up, WE? What's this 'we' you speak of? YOU'RE the one spying on her." He moves his arm to the small stand next to the couch, grabbing the controller. "And besides, if he did, she hasn't closed her curtains yet; she probably has a thing for you too."

If she does I'd probably just about faint. Considering how awkward things are between us. Man, I hope she does. It would be a big help. My panic subsides and the sounds of the TV provide a nice background noise while I drift off into a daydream about how it would be like to be with her. Being able to hear her voice all the time, see her smile everyday. To BE the reason she smiles every day. She makes my insides feel all warm and fuzzy. Gross, it's like I'm a school girl or something. I'm usually not like this, but she just seems to make my brain go mush. I sigh contently, probably smiling like a fool as I continue to daydream.

I practically forget why I was panicking before. Then the day dreaming is cut short when I hear voices and the jingle of keys at the door. "Really, it's fine. You don't have to invite me over. It'll probably be awkward." The door is opened in the middle of the first person's sentence. "No! It's no big deal! Honest, it's a thanks for helping put out the fire that time." Came the other voice.

That second voice I recognize, it's luffy. But the first..... A girl.... Putting out fires... Oh no. My mind goes blank as the the two walk in through the door. Well, more like luffy walked in and y/n was dragged in by him. Oh god I'm not dressed. Is what I'm wearing fine, Shorts and a t-shirt?Will she like the food? I mean luffy did invite her over so we gotta offer her to stay for a while, right? Right? I hope she likes spaghetti and meatballs. Ace, help me, please.

As if to answer my silent prayers, Ace mutes the TV and greets the two. "Hey, guys. What's up?"

"I saw y/n get out of her car, and invited her over for dinner!" Luffy chimes. "That so? Well since Sabo seems to be frozen, I'll serve the plates." Stammering y/n tries to object. "Oh no. You don't have to. I wouldn't wanna impose. I'll just be going now." She turned to walk out, but Ace stops her. "Don't be silly. Stay for dinner, it'll be nice. Plus my brother, over there, made it. He's a pretty good cook, husband material." He winks at her and all the color returns to me once more. I shoot up from my spot, dragging Ace to the kitchen by the ear. "Ow. Ow. Ow. Dude stop." I let go of him, looking mad. I try to glare him down, but that's hard to do with my face being as red as it is. "Oh come on, you were just sitting there, frozen. I had to do something to help my bro get his boo." My cheeks sting from how much blood flow they're getting today. "Don't say it like that!" I whisper yell at him. "Oh calm down. It's hard to take you seriously when you look at me like that. It's adorable." Ace dramatically puts an arm over his forehead. Why, this asshole wants to get punched today. I'm about to blow a fuse when luffy walks in. "Hey guys what's up? Is it not okay to bring her over?"

"No, no, it's fine. It's not that I uh..." I can't seem to find the right words... "Sabo, just can't handle it right now. His crush is getting him all flustered." Ace answers in a mocking tone. O-hoho I'm gonna kick his ass later. I glare at him walking out of the kitchen. "Just set the table."

Back to the living room, y/n is standing awkwardly by the door way. "Come on in, the food is being served." She looks at me, god, her eyes. "I understand if you weren't expecting company. I can just go, it's oka-"

"No! I uh... mean uh.. no no everything's okay, don't feel bad about this. It's nice to have company over for a change." I awkwardly trail off, cheeks still beet red. Swear to god, I'm about to spontaneously combust. "The uh.. Dining area is this way." I wave her over. I'm being awkward, oh god. 'Dining area' who even says that. This is an apartment; he can see it from where she's standing. God fucking djfjfhfuej...

My head is swarming with thoughts. I can't do this. What do we talk about. Not labradors, please brain, something else. As I plead with myself, y/n takes a seat next to luffy.

Hold up.... Do I sit next to her? Across? If I don't even go near her, will she be offended?? I must have looked stressed out because Ace ends up putting my plate next to hers. Pushing me into a seat. He sits across from her. Boxing me into a seat. If I move now, next to ace or luffy, it'll look rude. I have no choice, but to sit here.

As awkwardly fantastic this would be, being next to her and all. I can't help but notice we boxed her in too. She must be feeling uncomfortable by now. Even more than before. Oh geez. Ice breaker. Ice breaker. Something to start a conversation. "S-so uh," my voice fills the, otherwise, quiet area. It caught me off guard, I didn't think this through. What do I say???

"You helped put out the fire, right?" Ace saves me once again. "Yeah, I'm just an intern so I didn't do much, really" she has her hands in her lap, awkwardly, almost as if she's scared to get closer to the table. "Stop being weird, guys," luffy cuts in, "hey, y/n, is being a firefighter cool? Do you ride in the fire truck? Can you drive it? Have you-"

"Stop bombarding her with questions, Lu. Giver her time to answer, at least." I stop him before he can drown her in his questions. He's too curious. Chuckling I relax a bit. "So, firefighter, what got you interested in the job?" Y/n turns to me, sending butterflies to my stomach. "Uh... Well," she tucks her hair behind her ear, nervous habit? "I just liked the idea of helping people, and really liked fire trucks I guess?" She forms her response like a question, laughs nervously. "O-oh um.. I don't know what you guys do? It's okay if I ask, you don't have to answer if you don't want to." she waves her hands in front of her.

"Hahah It's fine. I'm working to be a paramedic. I'm about to graduate, actually" Ace smoothes over her awkwardness. "Oh! That's great, congrats!" Bashfully she congratulates his almost accomplishment. It's cute how flustered she can get. "I'm still in between majors. "I say, swirling some spaghetti onto my fork. "I thought I wanted to be a computer science major, but now I'm not so sure."

"I didn't wanna go to college." Luffy chimes next to her, spaghetti sauce on his lips, "more school after school? Boring! I'm working as a mechanic with franky!" He shoves the last pit of his pasta into his mouth. "Mm-sabo more!"

"Don't talk with your mouth full luffy. There's more in the kitchen" before I finish he's up and out of his seat. "Franky?" Y/n questions, going back to the previous conversation. "He's owns the shop luffy works at." I fill her in, "he comes by here once in a while. Really cool dude." Running back to his seat, luffy joins in the conversation "he has this cool robot arm and foot! He told me once that some of his head had metal in it! Like a cyborg!!" He's too excitable. "Stop screaming lu, she's right next to you." He practically inhales his next plate of food. "Sorry sorry," luffy mumbles, mouth full of food.

"Franky isn't a cyborg, he just has prosthetic limbs and a plate from when an accident at the shop." Ace gets up, "you should get one of those cool prosthetics too, sabo." Now in the kitchen, he continues, "anyone else want seconds?"

"No, this is enough for me." Y/n points at her plate. "Save some for me." I walk to the kitchen. "You have a prosthetic, sabo?" Y/n asks from the table. "Yea, my leg, I lost it in a car wreck when I was little."

"S-sorry, I didn't mean to-" I stop her mid sentence. "Don't worry it was a long time ago. And Ace, prosthetics are expensive."

After dinner is finished y/n offers to help with the dishes. Ace and I decline, she's a guest after all. "Y/n wanna stay for a bit and hang out?" I ask her, hopefully it isn't too forward. "It's not that late, promise to have you back at yours before 10." I give her the best smile I can. "Sure, haha." I hope that she doesn't feel obligated to stay.

"How's your balcony?" She asks no one in particular, "are they gonna start repairs on it soon?" I walk towards the sliding door, next to her. "Yeah, they were supposed to start a few days ago, but with all of the rain these past couple of days..." I trail off. She nods her head, still looking at the charred ground outside.

Luffy joins us at the door. "Look, y/n, you can see into your place from here. Sabo sometimes lo-" I slap my hand over his mouth. Oh no. Shit. I hope she didn't understand what he was getting to. "He does what now?" She turns to us all, wide eyed, startled by what he might have said. Fuck.

"N-no. I don't spy o-on you or a-anything!" My face heats up, bright red. I scramble to find some form of excuse. "I just enjoy the view." I wave my hands wildly around me hoping it'll do ANYTHING to help this situation. "NO! Not what I meant. Outside! I like looking outside." There's no salvaging this situation. I can hear Ace laughing his ass off in the living room. This bastard! "No you don't" luffy says, pulling my hand away from his mouth. He takes a step back, away from my grasp. "Don't you like her?" Why this little gremlin!

"No! No, of course not." I quickly turn to face y/n, "not that there's anything wrong with that. I do like you. I mean like a friend! Right, but iflateronweendeduotogetherthatwouldntbesobadeither..." I. CAN'T. STOP. TALKING.

"..Ahahahah umm okay? I like you as a friend too?" She tilts her head. "What was that last part you said? I couldn't quite get that "it's like my body is trying to give me a heat stroke. I'm burning. "N-nothing! Nothing. Phew, is it hot in here? I'm gonna go turn the a.c. on." I grab Luffy's hand, hurding him to the small hallway, adjacent to the dining room.

"Stop saying stuff like that" I whisper to him. "It's embarrassing." Luffy, completely bewildered, can't seem to wrap his head these words. "Why? Don't you like her? Was I wrong? You only wanna be friends?"

"No. I mean yes. I like her, okay." I put both hands to my head, pulling at my hair. "And I wanna be more than friends, but she's gonna think I'm some kind of weido if she finds out I sometimes look at her through her balcony." Luffy laughes, to my dismay. "We'll it's a bit late for that."

"No, hopefully I can make her believe that I do just casually look outside. Just please stop talking about my crush on her." I give him a pleading look. "No, it's too late." Luffy points behind me, "she's right there." I turn around, abruptly. Shit.

"I just wanted to tell you that it would probably be best I'd I left" y/n mutteres, her face completely red. She. Heard. EVERYTHING. My mouth is drawn into a taut line; my muscles feel stiff, my hands are clammy, and I can't seem to move from the shock of it all. It's almost like an out of body experience. I wish I could run away like my mind is doing. "You guys okay?" Luffy looks back and forth between the both of us. "Yes, everything's fine." My voice cracks at the end. "Let me walk you home y/n." I walk past her, robotically leading her towards the door.

"I'm gonna take y/n home." I state outloud; not really noticing if they reach Ace or not. Opening the door, I let y/n pass though first. She walks to the stairs and all I seem to be able to do is look at the door closing behind me. The golden light diminishing into a crack until it's finally gone. I have to turn around now, but I can't. How can I bear to look at her right now? What do I say to her? Do I bring it up or does she just want to forget it?

My heart sinks even further thinking about that last question. I could have stayed at the door all night panicking about what I had done; but she pulls me out of my anxiety induced hysteria. "Sabo?" Y/n calles out to me, barely above a whisper. I face her, half expecting her to tell me she could walk home alone. "Are you coming?" Her words hit me like a punch in the gut. Violent butterflies swarming inside me, excited about what's to come. Do I still have a shit? "Y-yes. Of course." My mouth pulls up into a smile. I can't make it stop and it'll probably creep her out; but the fact that I may still have a chance. I nearly trip down the stairs again with how much I'm overthinking it. Falling, again? I'd ruin my chances, being so clumsy.

Walking side by side, y/n decides to start the conversation first. "So...." She looks up at the sky before staring straight ahead. She's nervous, like me, I hope it's for the same reason. "W-what I heard inside....was it true?" Her checks flair, refusing to spare a glance at me. Well, it's now or never. Taking a big breath I tell her how I feel about her. "Yes, I like you a lot." I stand in front of her on the steps to her apartment. I'm just as flushed as she is, but I need to know. "Y/n.... Do you like me?" Y/n stuteres a bit, unable to find the right words. My stomach tightens; taking the air out of my lungs. Please say yes. Y/n fiddles with the hem of her shirt. Please say yes. She looks up into my eyes; hers wide in panic? Embarrassment? Bashfulness? Please say yes. "I-I do...l-like you that is." She looks away, pushing some hair behind her ears. Her words are like electricity running through me. They send a shock all through me. I can't help myself, I'm just really happy, I throw my arms around her. The sudden embrace startles her, but she doesn't pull away. Slowly, she puts her hands around me; burying her face into my chest. I can feel her start to smile. It only makes mine grow wider. She likes me. Holy shit. She likes me.

#one piece #one piece imagines #sabo the revolutionary #one piece sabo #revolutionary sabo #sabo x reader

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glasyasbutch · 4 years

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It’s math week!! So. Start at 80 and go down by ten for each character until you run out of characters to talk about

thank you for sending one in, and especially for making it math based. as i discussed, i will be answering according to modulo arithmetic to get one for each character.

80. How do they spend a rainy day?

Craving: Not fucking going outside, she’s in a full face of makeup and several layers of Heavy skirt fabric probably. She hates not moving though, so there’s a lot of pacing and making Manic play Uno with her, and throwing her dagger at the inn wall and the covering it up with furniture so they don’t have to pay for it.

Ebbie: Tinkering inside for HOURS on end. Hyperfixation boy. No one can make him go outside and garden or do monk practice so its weird contraption hours. 70. When it comes to clothing, what’s their style?

Tov: Tov is such a funny choice for this ask because he cares So little about his apperance. He’s that guy who has 50 variations on T-shirt and jeans because its comfy and simple and he doesn’t have to Think About It. In D&D world, he’s like. muted tones, tunic and traveler’s pants. Something breathable and easy to move in. Now, in like 10 years when he’s gotten out of his depression hole and Savra’s cleaned him up a bit, I think he’s like a sweater dad. Still comfy at its base, but a little bit of personality shows through in picking sweater colors/patterns. He’ll match them to the weather outside (He has sunny day sweaters and rainy day sweaters and windy fall day sweaters and SO many snow sweaters). Also fuck you a sweater is the opposite of a sexy cropped flannel.

Roona: TACKY SHIT ONLY! SHE DRESSES LIKE THRIFT SHOP ROULETTE BUT ON PURPOSE! ALSO SHE HAS SO MANY POCKETS! SHE ADDS THEM TO ALL HER CLOTHES BECAUSE POCKETS FUCK!!!!!!!!!

60. Have they ever committed a crime, or something they felt was wrong? What was it?

Stella: She was literally a hired assassin for several years. So. She does feel wrong about the fact that she ever was, though, so there’s that! (It was a ‘make yourself useful or get disappeared by the criminal underworld’ sort of situation so she said hey I’ve got like. Really good aim.’)

Gent: NooooOOooooOOoooo of Cooooouuuuurse notttttttttttttttttttttttttt the Bladed Wench Is A Very Respectable Legal Merchant Vessel Thank You Very Much. Piracy, theft, and smuggling are things Gent has NEVER!!!!! done.

50. What’s their earliest memory?

Hed’ja: Getting sung to by their parents! They grew up a show biz kid of people devoted to a bard god, pretty much every free moment as a child was full of song and music.

40. Do people expect a lot from your character or look up to them? Why or why not?

Gildy: She’s a mother of 6 and grandmother of 13 + isaac, so like, those people think she’s pretty cool, ‘cause she was/is a good parent. But she’s not like, famous or anything, nor is she famed for her smithing or anything. She might be once she gets back from her adventures, but for now she has a slight reputation as the oldest lady in the forge, but that’s about it.

30. Does your character have a family? If so, do they get along with them?

Ezra: He was very close with his sister, but she died (?) 5 or so years ago. His parents are still alive, and he knows them, they’re like. Personable. But they gave him up when he was a toddler and his sister just born because they couldn’t afford to be parents, and he was raised in a church. He doesn’t hold it against them or anything, but he didn’t really grow up with them as present in his life as most people so their relationship is a little weird.

20. How would your character define love?

Udoora: She is SUCH a lover! Romantic, platonic, you name it, her heart is full. She likes to think that love is our default state. Love is inherent in every person, and compels all our actions towards each other, unless something is actively suppressing it.

10. Your character has discovered that they only have a week left to live. What do they do with that time? (god this one missed ebbie by one and uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh literally JUST went through that bro).

Nissy: He would change absolutely nothing about his life. He’d maybe make sure to tell his sister and friends he loved them but other than that he’d do whatever the Fuck he wanted.

#asks #craving #tov #stella #hedja #gildy #ezra #udoora #nissy #ebbie #roona #gent

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miss-ivyness · 5 years

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Given Ep 1 Meta

I fell in love with Given over the course of a single day. I watched all eight episodes that were out and then proceeded to start and finish all 28 chapters of the manga and now I’m left with nothing but Feelings. So while we wait for more content...Have some meta under the cut.

Given has one of the best intros I’ve ever seen. Period. I once had an English teacher who said “the most important part of any film is the first minute” and oh boy does it show.

We start off with this poor, sad boy getting ready for school all alone in a dark, empty apartment. He picks up nothing but his phone and his guitar and heads out to the narration of “I keep having the same dream over and over again.”

What’s with the guitar? What kind of dream does he have? Why does he look so sad? This first scene sets up all these questions and then surprisingly Answers them all in the first minute.

Dive into a flashback. All grey and dark with muted colors. You see two brief images. One of this boy clutching the guitar and staring up towards the ceiling with the back of someone’s head hovering in the corner. The next image is cans of beer littering the floor and what looks like the legs of a tipped over chair. With the haunting music in the background, it’s easy to guess what happened.

You look into this boy’s terrified eyes while he clutches the guitar so hard the strings snap.

Snap back to the present and the boy has boarded a train, standing alone in the corner, hugging the guitar to his chest, and he says, “I’m not lonely.”

SURE OKAY. I’m just going to quietly cry for you in the corner over here. Don’t mind me.

In a single minute we’ve established our main character. We know he lost someone he cared for deeply and is repressing the trauma which is leading to him isolating himself. In a single minute! With amazing music and beautiful transition shots and just A+ heartstrings aching for you.

OK! On to the next victi- I mean protagonist!

Uenoyama intro!

Now, where the previous character’s intro was all in the visuals, this guy is all in the dialogue. It starts with him turning down a friend’s invite for lunch and then their subsequent invite to play basketball. My favorite line is the friend’s indignant, “Again!?” because it implies that Uenoyama has recently started turning down all his friend’s invites. Why is the big question.

And then the Meet Cute!!

There’s our sad baby boi, hugging his guitar and sleeping on the stairway that Uenoyama was going to take a nap on. First off I want to point out that this sad, sad child has taken the guitar out of its case and is hugging it in fetal position on a random, secluded stairwell like a sad, sad child who has not had good therapy. Second, I’m 100% sure there’s a better nap spot than a sunny stairwell in this school but who am I to judge their animated backs.

Uenoyama: *what the heck is with this weird child sleeping in my spot*

Mafuyu (who’s name we still don’t know yet): *ignore my repressed trauma and let me nap in peace.*

And then when Mafuyu scoots over and offers the other side of the stairwell to this stranger who woke him up from his nap we get this beautiful shot of, according to @dabicult,

“Two bros, chillin' on the stairway, five feet apart cause they’re not gay.

Spoiler alert: they are.”

But more than that is the Dialogue! The Dialogue folks!

Mafuyu: *breaking that weird silence between two strangers who aren’t sure if they should try to talk to one another Who are you?*

Uenoyama: *frantically pulling together his manners* Uenoyama

Mafuyu: *silently staring into the distance lost in the echoes of his thoughts, not bothering to introduce himself*

Uenoyama: Seriously, say something! Use your words! And your strings are rusty and that’s why one of ‘em broke! Fix it already! Why do you own a Gibson if you can’t even —

Mafuyu: *Gets all up in his space and very, super seriously asks* This can be fixed??

And there it is! Our first peek of Uenoyama. Short tempered, brash, and enough of an expert on guitars that he could recognize the guitar’s model in a single glance. And Mafuyu instantly recognizes that expertise too and for the first time says Words and comes to Life!

Uenoyama is as surprised as us by just how much life. And now he has the same question we all just had running through our heads. Why does Mafuyu care so much about this guitar? Haha we know but you don’t. And now we can’t wait to find out more, together with Uenoyama. See how that works? Got us hooked, got us Invested. (Only on minute 4)

And then when the tension ratchets up enough that poor, impatient Uenoyama can’t stand it anymore he runs back to his classroom to grab his toolkit and change Mafuyu’s guitar strings.

This is the first time the anime picks up the pace: when Uenoyama and Mafuyu are first thrown together. Their quiet, steady lives, stuck in their lonely ruts are about to be changed (ie meet cute, success!)

And then once again Uenoyama with his beautiful dialogue: “It all started with that chord I played. I had no idea I was strumming hard on his heartstrings with my own fingers.”

Like what. What about MY heart!

Enter intro at 5 minutes 30 seconds. My world is literally upside down and my day has been dedicated to these two morons.

#given anime #given #uenoyama #mafuyu #meta #lol i thought i was going to do the whole episode #instead i got 5 minutes

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clarkgriffon · 4 years

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Rules: Answer 21 Questions and Tag 21 People

tagged by the love of my life, fire in my soul @talistheintrovert

1) Nicknames: ive said this a bajillion times but mira is the nickname.. have i done this tag game? i probably have, oh well.

2) Zodiac Sign: aquarius, the best AND most emotionally distant sign

3) Height: 5′1″

4) Hogwarts House: RAVENCLAW ALL THE WAY BABEYYY (not even changing talis’s phrasing, she’s right and she should say it)

5) Last thing I googled: “the mandalorian”

6) Favorite Musicians: ugh i dont know a lot of stuff? early 2000s pop mostly, britney, christina, bsb, n’sync, but also mid 2000s era pop punk that you listened to if you were a lil emo but not totally emo. you feel me.

7) Songs stuck in my head: cold hearted snake - paula abdul, 100% because i watched the glee cover recently and remembered that’s what turned me gay

8) Following: 281, i like the ability to scroll through my dash and get back to where i left off because apparently im crazy

9) Followers: 7606 which is insane

10) Do you get asks: sometimes? definitely a lot during show season for the 100, not so much in hiatus, which is to be expected. and i think people mostly follow me for my visual content, not my theories or commentary, so i get it.

11) Regular amount of sleep: 8 hrs probably? maybe 7. i sleep pretty regularly mostly because i can’t function without both sleep and coffee.

12) Lucky Number: 2018 or 8.

13) What are you wearing: super boring flowy blue shirt from uniqlo (i have it in 5 different colors because im that lazy), but im wearing a green sweatshirt with a moose on the slope of a triangle (a... hypotemoose)

14) Dream Job: hahahah as if i have one

15) Dream Trip: i go to italy, meet a popstar who looks just like me, we swap places and i fall for her hot costar only to find out he’s a jerk who can’t sing, we close by singing together live on stage and shaming paolo forever

16) Do you play any instruments: nope

17) Do you know any other languages: n o p e

18) Favorite Songs: bro this is too hard for my brain just having woken up

19) Random Fact: i can do the weird four leaf clover thing with my tongue that’s apparently genetic?

20) Aesthetic: i dont have one, i wear what’s comfortable, style factors in very minutely. if i have to choose, i probably mostly wear solid colors and muted tones, i don’t know why.

21) Dogs or Cats: both are amazing, and i also i dont know how to behave around either

tagging: @fen-ha-fuck-you @chase-the-windandtouch-the-sky @little-oxford-st @still-watching @foreverandalwayscrysis @mamabearsdontthink @aainiouu @braveprincess @loveisalwayswise (i literally just stole your list talis, thank u for doing my work for me)

#tag game

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seouledbysisi · 5 years

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A Time Like No Other

Chapter 7

Misun

“What in the world are you talking about, Nori?” Misun exclaimed with laughter. She figured this was a plot to try and get close to Joohoney one hunnit.

Nori sighed loudly. “Stop laughing at me! I'm being serious right now!”

“If this is a scheme to get close to Monsta X I'm going to slap you through the phone, Nori!” Misun rolled her eyes a bit.

Nori gasped. “How dare you think I'd pull this just to get Jooheon. I'm a little hurt by this!”

Misun shook her head. “What is it then?” She was beginning to become a bit frustrated.

“Okay, so you know Ktown Entertainment?” Nori asked.

Misun simply nodded. “Yeah, the management company in South Korea, right?”

“Yes, well Miranda said that she received a email from the president.”

Misun cocked an eyebrow up. “For what?”

Nori took a deep breath. She knew Misun was going to freak out just as she did when she first got the news. “He wants to sign us and sponsor our show!”

“WHAT?” Misun yelled a bit too loud because the other patrons in the ice cream shop all turned and looked at her. She mouthed 'sorry' and grabbed her things and left out. She couldn't control her excitement.

“Yeah so next week he wants to meet with us and see if we can get a contract drawn up.” Nori explained.

Misun was still in shock. “So you mean to tell me that all of this hard work hasn't been for nothing?”

“We've been discovered, like for real for real! He even wants us to experiment with singing, modeling and acting. He believes in our work.” Nori kept talking.

“I can't believe this. Is he coming to us or what?”

Nori shook her head. “No he's really busy so we'll have to fly in for a few days and see what happens. Is that okay with you?”

“Okay? Girl it's totally wonderful! This is our dream.” Misun answered. As they were talking she was pulling up in front of their apartment building. “I'm heading up so we'll finish this conversation when I get inside.” She told her and ended the FaceTime call.

As Misun opened the door Nori flew into her arms with tears in her eyes. “Are you okay?”

“Yes I'm just so happy. We're getting somewhere finally!” Nori wiped her tears from her cheeks.

Misun walked with her over to the living room couch and plopped down. “Don't be too excited we might not like what he has for us!” Misun jokingly said to her best friend.

Nori slapped her leg. “No negativity! Positive vibes only!”

“Okay okay I'm sorry. I wonder what living there will be like.” Misun thought out loud.

Nori looked up at her. “It'll be great, especially if you stop being stubborn and let Shownu shower you in love.”

Misun pushed her off away. “Don't play with me! He's strictly business. Nothing more and nothing less. I don't know why you think we're destined to be together.”

“I was getting power couple vibes from y'all. Excuse me for being a fan!” Nori chuckled.

“So me pushing him away was 'power couple' vibes? You have a weird outlook on love!” Misun turned the channel on the TV.

Nori grabbed the remote and muted the TV. “Don't give up on love just because you and Chris didn't work out.”

“I'm not giving up on love but lets face it I'm hella busy, do I really have time for a relationship?”

Nori just looked at her for a moment. She knew that her best friend had a habit of engulfing herself in work to avoid falling in love. She had been hurt in relationships a few times that she unintentionally strayed away when things were becoming too serious for her comfort. “Everyone is busy in one way or another but they make time for what really matters to them. I'm not saying that you have to end up with Shownu, I just don't want you to push away every guy that shows you attention. Every guy isn't going to hurt you. Like Chris for instance, he just wanted to love you.”

Misun looked away. She knew Nori was right but she really wasn't ready to settle into another relationship, especially one that probably wouldn't work out anyway. “You're saying some really good stuff but we both know Chris wasn't right for me. I need someone who understands and respects my hustle when it comes to work. I will never apologize for working this hard and making my dreams come true and I need someone who can accept that.”

“Oh I know he wasn't right for you. I knew that when y'all decided to be more than friends I just never said anything.” Nori laughed a bit. “I just think you need someone to match your work ethic and it'll all fall into place.”

“You knew? You just let me waste my time with this relationship. Since we're talking about them though, why haven't you contacted Jooheon?” Misun asked. Nori was always pressuring her to talk to Shownu but she hadn't even made an effort with Jooheon.

Nori smirked. “Don't worry he's still on my radar. I gotta make him miss me though and then I'll shoot my shot!”

Misun giggled a bit. “I hate to admit it but sadly I think that'll work on him.”

“Oh don't worry, he's right in the palm of my hands.”

“I like the way you think. You expel confidence!” Misun complimented.

Nori cocked her head to the side. “i really hope we end up running into them again. Wouldn't that be cool?”

“I doubt that'll happen again. We got super lucky in L.A. Luck has probably run out for us by now.”

“Maybe not though. I mean first we run into MX out of nowhere, now we're setting up a meeting with a huge entertainment company in South Korea. The only thing missing is my engagement ring from Jooheon!” Nori laughed out loud.

Misun shook her head. “ I need you to pipe down little missy! Let's get through this meeting and then we can talk about luck.”

A week later in South Korea

The ladies walk into the apartment that the president of Ktown Entertainment rented out for them for the week. It was beautiful. They began to look all around. Their apartment back in the states had absolutely nothing on this beauty. Yes, their apartment was nice but it looked like rubbish compared to this one.

“Can you imagine living like this everyday?” Misun asked as she continued to admire the apartment.

Nori shook her head. “I'd feel like a queen everyday.”

“You are already a queen, everyday!” Misun gave her quick wink.

“You always know just what to say, I don't think I could've chose a better best friend than you!”

Misun gave her a hug. “Don’t worry they don’t come better than me!”

Nori rolled her eyes playfully. “So I'm hungry, can we wash airplane off of us and grab some food please? Nori asked.

Misun chuckled. “I was just about to ask you the same thing. Give me 45 minutes and I'll meet you back in here!”

They both got showered and changed into something more appropriate for going out.

Misun outfit:

Nori outfit:

Monsta X

The guys had been stuck in the dorm resting so they decided to go out and do some shopping on their last off day before they had to get back to touring.

Wonho went straight for the muscle shirts. “Which color?” He asked the guys.

“Why don't you get all four? You know you want to.” Minhyuk joked with him.

“I mean why have all the muscles if you're not going to show them off? Besides monbebes love it.” Wonho replied.

Shownu and Jooheon went to a different part of the store. They were looking at the jeans. “You seem better today.”

“I'm taking your advice. I was being crazy over a woman that doesn't even like me. Like she literally made it known that she didn't like me. I don't know why I kept trying to be nice. I sorta feel stupid.” Shownu told him with an awkward smile.

Jooheon patted his back. “It's called playing hard to get, hyung.”

“More like impossible to get.” Shownu said as he grabbed the pair of jeans that he was planning on buying. He and Jooheon also grabbed some shoes and caps.

The other guys found them in the store and they checked out.

“Is that your stomach, Hyungwon?” Kihyun asked.

Hyungwon became a little embarrassed. “I'm hungry. I haven't eaten today!”

“Lets go to the food court then.” Shownu told them and they headed in that direction.

They all grabbed food at the different restaurants and sat down together.

“I can't lie we needed this break. I love touring but it's tiring sometimes.” Hyungwon stated.

Minhyuk nodded. “Yeah but seeing all of our beautiful fans all around the world makes it worth it. They spend all this time supporting us so it's refreshing to actually meet them and give the same energy back.”

“Yeah. Talking to them always has me on edge for some reason.” Shownu replies.

The guys all laugh. “Is that why you don't talk much?”

“I don't know. My conversation skills aren't the best I guess.” He replied with laughter.

They all shook their heads at him. “As long as we've been doing this you would think that you'd be a pro at talking by now.” Kihyun added with laughter.

Shownu simply shrugged and zoned out.

The guys followed his gaze. They couldn't tell what he was looking at.

Changkyun waved his hand in front of Shownu's face. “Earth to Shownu! Hello?”

A few moments later Shownu snapped out of it. “What?” He asked them as they were all staring at him as if something was wrong.

“You were out of it just then, dude!” Hyungwon told him.

Shownu shook his head and looked around the area as if he was searching for something.

“Bro, what's with you?” Jooheon asked him.

Shownu chuckled a little. “Y'all are gonna think it's crazy so never mind.”

Wonho simply shrugged.

Kihyun raised an eyebrow. “What is it, Shownu? We won't think it's crazy!”

“I just thought I saw Misun and Nori. That's all but I'm sure it wasn't them.” Shownu explained.

Jooheon stood up and looked around. “Where? Lets go find them!”

Minhyuk jerked him back down in his seat. “Those girls are not here. He was daydreaming!”

“Now I know for a fact that you're in love. You having illusions of them and everything.” Changkyun added with laughter.

Shownu waved him off. “I'm definitely not in love. It just looked like them but they're in the states. Maybe I am going crazy.”

“Yeah crazy in love!” Changkyun continued teasing with him.

The guys all laughed in unison.

Misun & Nori

Misun took in a deep breath as she smelled the food that was illuminating from the food court in the mall that they had decided to stop in after they ate. “This food is making me hungry all over again!”

Nori giggled. “We literally just ate like 20 minutes ago. Just chill.”

“I know. I'm just saying it smells really delicious. Remind me to grab a to go plate. I can always eat it later on.” Misun said with a huge smile.

“I got you, now come on so we can shop a little. Maybe I'll find something to wear for our meeting tomorrow.” Nori told her as she dragged her into a clothing store.

“You didn't bring anything to wear for the meeting?” Misun's eyes widened.

“Of course! But I may find something better here. You never know.” Nori replied.

Misun simply rolled her eyes. Her bestie loved to shop so who was she to stop her. After all, this was Seoul and whose to say they would ever be back after this. This meeting could change their lives and it would determine the next step in their career. May as well take advantage of this once in a lifetime opportunity.

#monsta x #shownu #hyungwon #minhyuk #wonho #kihyun #jooheon #changkyun #im #fanfic #kpop #kpop idols #stories #monbebe

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Treasure

(( @criminarchy s humanformers again- Mimi learning to be a big sister, learning what it feels like to be loved without feeling like she has to Earn it.))

Knowing clouds will raise up Storms will race in But you will be safe in my arms

“Wanna meet him, Froggy?”

A shy nod.

Little gold-plate eyes blink at Mimi from the sling around Whirl’s torso.A hand, infinitely too small, in Mimi’s opinion, reach out to gently grab at Whirl’s overlong braid and try to pull as soft huffs and muted squeaks sound from the tiny bundle.

“Leave m’hair ‘lone for a bit, QD. I know you got the grabbies, but say hi to Sissy.”

“Sissy?”, asks Mimi as QD blinks at her and makes a soft sound, reaching out to her now.

“Mhm. You look like a good big sister type t’me.

“...If you say so, Birdy.”, she answers softly, “I guess.”

When QD comes home, things change. At first, Mimi isn’t sure she likes the changes. He likes to crawl over to her, no matter where she is- but she always knows that not long after sitting down with legs crossed and her homework out, she’ll feel a tiny hand patting at her thigh only to look over and see QD- his blankie trailing behind him and his tiny body dressed in soft blue.

In the beginning, she’d let him sit there. He was... oddly good company. For a baby anyway. More often than not, he’d drag his blankie closer until he dozed off on her leg...

That couldn’t be comfortable, she reasoned with herself. Ever wary of familial titles, ever wary of being open, she’d frown and try not to move until Brainstorm would sashay in with a “THERE he went... Thanks for watching him for a bit. I was wondering why he was quieter than normal.”

Mimi would nod, silent, and pretend she didn’t see the strange mix of pity and worry in Brainstorm’s eyes.

Then QD got sick. Nothing too bad, said Ratchet, it happens a lot with little ones.

Mimi didn’t like the twinge in her chest she felt every time QD would cry and hiccup and sniffle- unable to get to his favorite watching place... She began doing her homework by the crib; just to make sure he didn’t fuss, she told herself.

But feeling a tiny hand gently close around her sideways ponytail made her feel... warm.

But after a while, it wasn’t enough. QD was still crying, still fussy. Brainstorm always looked so worried, Birdy looked so tired...

Three in the morning, the witching hour. Mimi awoke from dreams of snow and ice and empty houses to the soft sound of hiccuping in the nightdark. Her unslippered feet were quiet over the floors as she padded to Whirl and Brainstorm’s rooms in the maze of now-connected habs her odd family laid claim to and she peered in the door. Brainstorm was gone, probably working late in the lab that still held Perceptor captive. Mimi ignored the lonely pang in her heart.

Whirl wasn’t in, must have been called out for a patrol. Ratchet and Drift slept like logs....

Which left... her. The big sister.

She padded over to the crib to see QD with his mouth open and only little coughs and quiet whines coming out. She shifted from foot to foot nervously before steeling her resolve.

“Hey, hey li’l dude.”, she said quietly as starlight leaked in, “Hey, don’t cry. I’m here now.”

He blinked teary eyes... and reached up for her with a whine. She moved on autopilot, carefully picking him up- support his head, rang in her ears from when Brainstorm whispered it- and she lifted QD to her chest with a soft, “Shhhhshshshsh. It’s okay Quickdraw.”

His little hands curled so tight in her shirt as she carried him. He buried a little face against her neck and she carefully swiped up his blankie to pull over his back. Lullabies, Whirl would always hum lullabies to her on the Trion...

She cleared her throat carefully, and began to hum. She paced over to a bedside light and flicked it on, the dim glow illuminating them... she remembered being so scared of the dark when she was younger, so afraid of the nightmares that hid in it.

QD made soft sounds, huffs and mumbles against the side of her neck- a tiny little burp that made her giggle in the middle of her hummed lullaby. She sat down on Whirl and Brainstorm’s bed, letting him hold tight to her...

Something melted. Maybe it broke.

“You’re kinda weird.”, she whispered as her little lullaby ended, “Most people are weirded out by me. You aren’t. Probably cause you’re a baby.”

An annoyed ‘Mmmm!’, was QD’s answer.

“Well you are, y’know.”

He curled tighter against her when she stood, walking over to his crib. She leaned down to lay him in it, and he wouldn’t let go. His blankie slid, and he cried out softly as tears bubbled up again and she sighed.

“Alright. Well, how about we go lay down in the living room then? My feet hurt, li’l dude.”

A tiny mumble as he buried his face against her again.

Quiet steps, ever quiet steps out of the room- only to nearly bump into a tired Whirl.

“Froggy?”

“Uh, uhm. He. He got fussy and I woke up and-”

“Hey, hey it’s alright. He doesn’t seem too fussy right now though.”, he said with a grin.

“He gets upset if I try to put him in the crib. I figured I’d lay down in the living room til he fell asleep and sneak him back, like you do.”

“A good plan. Here, I’ll take him now- Brainstorm and Percy are on a real late shift tonight.”

Mimi nodded- and was struck with sudden reluctance. QD clung so tightly to her, soft little hums and murmurs and then the smallest yawn she’d ever heard. Her grip on him tightened as her chest throbbed.

Whirl had a knowing look in his eye, “Actually, I need a shower kiddo. How about you go settle with him on the couch til I get out, yeah?”

“Y-yeah. Yeah, I can do that.”, she answered, not knowing why gratitude flooded her as she scuttled into the shadows. Shadows she suddenly felt the urge to fight for QD’s sake as she settled on the couch in the main room. He yawned again, and Mimi’s eyes burned as he snuggled closer to her heartbeat and she closed her eyes to stop the sensation.

“You’re... you’re the only one aside from Birdy who’s hugged, y’know.”, she whispered into the dark room.

A yawn and sleepy baby babble was her answer... And the feeling of a tiny hand, closing around a messy side ponytail that hung low from sleep.

“...I like your hugs, li’l bro.”, she said with her own yawn, “Even though you’re so small.”

Whirl walked out later, freshly showered, and couldn’t help thesigh he let out when he found Mimi asleep on her back- QD softly sleeping on her chest with her arms around him and his blankie.

Something... changed in her after that night. After her lessons, she now sought out her little brother, smiling wider every time he reached for her with a happy squeal and kicking legs. Brainstorm smiled warmly every time he peeked out at them to see QD perched in Mimi’s wide lap as she did her reviews and book reports; watched Mimi giggle and pull her hair tie to lower her lengthening ponytail so QD could reach it as he sucked on two fingers and watched the brightly colored cartoons borrowed from Rewind.

Whirl and Brainstorm watched (with a few glares shot at Perceptor and Drift) as Mimi would talk to a now happily babbling QD as she lay on her stomach.

Mimi, who always knew where QD left his stuffed ship. Mimi, who now doubled her backpack as a backup diaper bag on outings.

Mimi, who’s silhouette would ghost in to Whirl and Brainstorm’s bedroom when QD would huff and fuss only to lift him out of his crib and steal him away to the couch- where she’d lay on her back, and QD listened to her heartbeat.

Stronger than ever; thanks in no small part to a tiny little hand that held tighter to her ponytail than it did to the blanket over them both.

#tf #humanformers #ot6 kids

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