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Wait wait hear me out PLEASE:
What if price found out someone among the followers, was slowly realizing this whole thing wasn’t just a loving community and instead something… more?
at first, one of his trusted guards (maybe gaz or soap) came up to him and mentioned someone lurking around the gates way too often, or maybe they heard someone talking about “ the outside”,
And just the thought of everything falling apart because of an unruly follower, boiled his blood,
So he asks the guard to show him the person trying to ruin the loving community he had made, and when the guard points to the sweetest girl just walking around, with naivety written all over her, he understood that the “threat” he was so worried about was just a cute little thing with too much time on her hands, and the suspicious behavior was just because of her curiosity
His frown instantly changed into his signature smile that made everyone in the community to adore him, and he decided to have a “talk” with her parents about marrying her off to his most devoted man: simon.
Having a family and a husband to take care of would keep her busy enough for her to stay out of trouble.
And the girl’s parents were unbelievably happy about price’s decision, after all as the leader he knows best for each and every one of them, right?
And so the night before the wedding price gives simon a speech about his duty as a husband to make sure his wife wouldn’t cause any problems and his responsibility to payback the community with kids of his own
and that speech just changed something in simon, he knew that price trusted him and he took pride in that, but this? Gifting him a beautiful wife to mold into a loving member of the community? He was filled with emotions he had never felt before
And so during the wedding ceremony poor simon was holding himself back to not just fuck her right then and there, his mind was completely filled with the thought of his wife walking around pregnant with his kids and helping out the other followers with chores and price praising him for creating such a wonderful family.
(Also ps, i LOVE your writing so so much 🙏, you can ignore my request but i would be so very happy if you didn’t 😢)
anon you have summarised everything I have been trying to capture about this AU fucking perfectly
now come and claim your forehead kiss 😙
c/w: cult!au, arranged marriage, traditional gender roles in relationships, if that’s not your thing then go away, nsfw, masturbation, implied virginity loss, breeding kink
he can’t help the relived sigh that leaves his lips when he comes to realises the big bad threat that everyone was so worried about, was nothing more than a sweet girl like you who just needs a few babies and a house to keep her hands full :(
he could’ve gifted you off to kyle or johnny, with their ladykiller smiles and warm eyes but they’ve got time to fulfill their purpose to the community. plenty of years to find a lovely girl and settle down but simon didn’t have that luxury, and he certainly wasn’t trying to achieve it in anyway
he was perfectly content to stay in his home in the near the woods by himself or keeping himself locked up in the armoury all day, cleaning every nook and cranny of the weapons inventory before dragging his feet home to sleep by himself the same way he’s done for the past decade
he knew simon wouldn’t say no, he didn’t really have a choice anyway. besides, what’ll happen if your curiosity gets the better of you and you figure out that everything really isn’t what it seems? john would really hate to make a lovely girl like you disappear :( he can only afford a few loose ends before people start to get suspicious and he really didn’t see a need to waste one of those on a harmless, bored young woman
simon thought he’d hate this more than he does, but he must admit that walking into his bedroom and seeing his new bride kneeling on the edge of the bed waiting eagerly, really did it for him. he has to tell himself not to rip you apart right there, to taste and appreciate you rather than devour you whole
obsessed with the way you squeeze your eyes shut, fingers digging into the sheets when he pushes into you for the first time. a few quiet squeaks leaving your throat as you adjust to the feel. you don’t expect his gaze to be boring directly into yours when you finally let your eyelids flick open
he’ll hold that eye contact when he slowly drags his hips back, only to bury himself all the way to the hilt in one smooth thrust. there’s a tightness in his balls when he watches your mouth form into a little ‘o’ shape after his tip bumps against your cervix
the timidness shared between you doesn’t lessen as time goes on. you fall into a comfortable routine, however. wake up, cook breakfast for your husband, clean whilst he’s at work, have dinner ready when he gets home, wait for him on the bed in your modest nightgown as he showers
it’s like that for a few months until he finally gets the validation he’s been seeking. the way you shuffle up to him, mumbling something about your menstrual cycle being late with warmed cheeks, couldn’t have come sooner. the clap on the back he gets from price is enough to send him spiralling
you pretend to be asleep when you feel your husband’s fingertips dragging over your tummy delicately. you had only just found out but the lack of swell on your pregnancy progress didn’t seem to bother him. he has plenty of time to enjoy your pregnancies pregnancy
and the gradual shift of watching you meekly shuffle around his house, too shy to say a word to him despite him casually spreading your thighs open every night, to a woman that one would comfortably assume was his wife rather than his maid. you’ve begun to make use of all that empty space in his home
he’ll occasionally catch a glimpse of you waddling around, hand resting on the underswell of your belly as you hold a laundry basket on your hip. even though he’s your husband, he had to admit it felt perverted to hide behind a tree, hurriedly jerking his cock to the sight of you hanging his boxers and shirts on the washing line <3
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I have another new idea for Cato Sicarius, so we’ve been talking about how Cato Sicarius bullies the reader and sends a truckload of mixed signals with each of their interactions. Now, Sicarius can afford to take this long and painful approach to ‘romancing?’ the reader because he’s doesn’t seem to have any active competition. But what if this wasn’t the case?
Just imagine it, Cato Sicarius sulking and stewing in a corner in rage, watching as another space marine compliments the baseline human and gets her blushing. Now because Sicarius is incapable of basic emotional awareness, he can’t understand that the reason he’s furious, is not because the human woman is wasting his time with frivolously bantering with another marine, but because this space marine is flirting with his human
Now as for the other space marine in this scenario, the obvious choice would be Titus. Because of his natural charisma and being quality husband material. However, you could also have it be a space marine from another legion, someone who’s on Ultramar to meet with Guilliman. Someone who would feasibly come across Guilliman’s favourite cute diplomat. A White Scar who being fun and flirty with the lovely human he just met. Or an Imperial Fist who’s genuinely impressed by the reader’s accomplishments and makes their interest known. Basically Sicarius looks on in envy as he cucked by his cousins
I love this lmao, any opportunity to make Sicarius cope and seethe is good in my books. I wrote this at like 4 in the morning while playing WUWA and keeping an eye on a very sick bird, so forgive any errors.
Warnings: Sicarius’ shitty attitude and being jealous, a dtf Astartes gets all flirty with you, the implication that Sicarius thinks you’re a little harlot for Astartes and really is he wrong?
The Ultramarine couldn’t stop his brother fast enough, speaking to Captain Sicarius through the vox channel connecting their helmets.
“This is going quite well.”
Both Ultramarines then suddenly freeze under the deathly stare of their captain, and they see his heartrates steadily rise in their helmet HUDs.
Higher and higher and higher it goes, as Sicarius’ helmet turns from them back to the scene in front of them. They’ve been tasked to stand guard for you as you greeted the guests aboard the ship, and stand in silence. At least the younger two marines do, the way Sicarius is boiling in his armor is anything but silent.
“Well little one, if you ever find yourself on Fenris, you’re in welcome company.”
A Space Wolf captain gives a wide, toothy smirk at you, and Sicarius turns up his nose at the nonstandard protocol on display at the marine’s red mane of hair. A mess waiting to happen- braids getting caught in armor, something to be grabbed.
“I’m glad to hear that!”
You smile back at him, completely wooed by the Wolf’s obnoxious boisterousness. He’s also massive; Sicarius can see plates of terminator armor blended in with the standard make Astartes armor. The three Space Wolves behind him are smaller, around his size.
The youngest Ultramarine that had nievely commented is visibly confused by his captain’s behavior, while the others, though also confused, have dealt with it for longer and stand in silence. None of them have the command to doubt Sicarius unless there are concerns of him breaching Ultramarine protocol or committing some form of heresy, and so they keep their mouths shut.
“Ahh, but we never realized that the Ultramarines kept such funny little maidens on their ships. Maybe they aren’t as stuck up as we all thought.”
Sicarius seethes; The disrespect on display against the Ultramarines, their primarch, and you! They didn’t even say your proper title, how dare they-
You laugh more, crossing your arms and conveniently accentuating your chest. Sicarius nearly fogs his visor from the heat of his breath. You smile, and the disgusting things that enter his mind at the thought of you and this Space Wolf sicken him. You’ve never displayed the female proclivity for idle chatter so much, he thinks.
Do you, like them? You never act like this in his company. Unless it’s Titus.
“They aren’t as bad as they seem I assure you, they just are very by the rules.” The massive Space Wolf chuckles, before tapping against the bottom of your chin with a knuckle. Sicarius’ heartrate makes a jump, watching you give the wolf a smile with gentle, lazy eyes. He would call them wanton.
Are there no Astartes safe from you? Titus, Helix, half of his men, and now this Space Wolf. He would utter what he thinks you are if he wasn’t dedicated to standing here in silence.
“Alas we should return to our ship. Fenris calls. But we’ll owe you and your Ultramarines a good deal for this assistance. We will not forget this, should you ever call on us for aid.”
Your Ultramarines?
Sicarius swallows a knot in his throat. You do not own him; If anything, Primarch Guilliman owns you, though Sicarius doesn’t understand still why his primarch deems it so valuable. Have you wooed him all the same?
No; His primarch would never fall for such a cheap display of whorish charm. Never. He will not falter either, unlike Titus.
You smile warmly again, face warm at the wolf’s tender touch.
“Then we wish you all safe travels on your return to Fenris.” The space wolves leave, and you turn around to face them all, including Sicarius. You’re much more composed now, smile much smaller and contained. Proper and respectful, unlike moments before.
“That went well. I should report all of this to Guilliman.”
Sicarius doesn’t say anything more than an irritated grunt, turning away.
#reply#Getting bullied by Cato Sicarius timeline#Misty’s book club#Cato Sicarius x reader#space marine x reader#warhammer 40k x reader#reader insert#reader#mywriting
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Annnnnnd how would Lip act in the situation of the devastation fic
i’ve had to think about this tbh. bc he kinda already had his own version with the unexpected pregnancy news of freddy.
but i started thinking in terms of lip’s reader leaving and taking the kids with her, and genuinely, i can’t think of a situation where that would happen and she would come back. like they’d be done.
now, with that being said, i could see lip and you getting into a fight- a huuuuugggeee fight. bigher than the one when you found out you were pregnant with amelia. this is based off of lip with best friend!reader who’s a elementary school teacher. she does pretty well, has a salary and insurance so wayyyy better than anything lip grew up with, but they’re not rich by any means. truly comfortable. lip’s working at the auto shop, still doing odd ball jobs but more full time, got promoted to a shift supervisor and got a raise. you both share a bank account together bc it makes it easier.
debby (bc it’s always debby and i’m a debby hater sorry) does something stupid. stupid enough to need bail money, stupid enough that she might get franny taken away or placed into custody elsewhere. debby calls lip, wailing and frantic for money, and lip, of course, rushes to give in.
comes to you all frantic and manic. “hey, uh, i-i need to move some money alright?”
“move some money? why?” you frown. “lip, are you- is everything alright?”
“debby got arrested.” lip mumbles. he’s known you for a while, a long while, he knows your disdain when it comes to debby and her carelessness. more so, his incessant need to always pull her out of the hole she dug herself in. “she needs money for bail.”
“woah, woah, hold on.” you stop him. “you’re- you’re not- lip, absolutely not.”
“what?” lip snaps. “absolutely not? what-“
“-lip.” you glare at him lightly. “no, we-we don’t have that kind of money right now. jude starts daycare next month, and the daycare fees are going to double-“
“-yeah because you insist on puttin’ them in that fancy ass one by your school.” lip scoffs. “couldn’t leave them with mrs. mcgee. too fuckin’ good for that.”
“yeah, i am too good to leave my babies with a lady who chain smokes and watches the price is right all day.” you glare. “i want my babies to go somewhere safe and- that’s not even the point right now. lip, no. you’re not doing it. we can’t afford it.”
“we can fucking afford it. don’t start this shit with me-“
“-lip, we might have the money for it, but that does not mean we can afford it. that’s our savings, our safety net-“
“-and this is my family. my sister.” lip gritted his teeth. “isn’t that what the safety nets for, huh? for shit like this? unexpected bad shit?”
“not for debby.” you snap, finality in your tone. “not for someone who continues to make bad decisions and not learn from them and then wants you to run and get her out of it every time. i’m sorry, lip. this time i’m not letting you do it.”
that escalates bc one, you told lip he couldn’t do something which just made him turn more stubborn, and two, he’s blinded with irrational rage.
“what about franny, huh? she’s your fuckin’ niece, you’re gonna just let her get put in the system-“
“-franny is more than welcome to stay here. i will gladly take her while debby’s figuring shit out, but you have kids you need to think of. two kid that are yours that you need to think of, lip!”
“don’t you fucking dare.” lip snarls. “don’t you use my kids against me.”
“i’m not using them against you! jesus, lip, you don’t get to just come in here and tell me what we’re doing with our money! that’s my money in there too, ok? i’m telling you right now, if you fuckin’ use my money on this, and not think about our kids, you might as well just not come home.”
lip is furious, leaves without another word, slamming the door hard behind him leaving you in the house with freddy and baby jude. you’re fuming, upset, hurt- he’s feeling the same. lip is furious, furious at you telling him what to do.
he ends up at ian’s house after coming dangerously close to going to the alibi. ian talks him down, tells him you’re right, which was not what lip wanted to hear.
“debby can wait. she’ll get out soon enough and she can figure it out.” ian rolls his eyes. “she shouldn’t have been such a fuckin’ moron.”
“what about franny then, huh? you’re gonna just let her go into the system? let cps get her until then?” lip spat furiously.
ian scoffs. “franny is with carl right now. he’s bringin’ her here tonight.”
lip burns with embarrassment, feeling petulant but still pissed. “hey, word of advice?” ian smirks. “quit bein’ a hard headed jack ass and go home and apologize to your wife before she comes to her senses and leaves your ass for good.”
and lip is still mad but it’s dwindling, a guilt replacing it instead. he just needed to calm down, to think straight. walking back to your house, he had the time to.
lip jammed his key in the door, the ridges not sliding the usual way, not clicking. so he tried again, turning the key with no luck- it didn’t budge. he pulled on the knob, twisting again and again but nothing. “stupid fuckin’ piece of shit door.” lip grumbles, knocking on the door.
he waits, huffing, knocking louder. when there was still no response, lip goes to pull out his phone, only then does he see the pink envelope with his name on it on the welcome mat.
lip opens it up to find a note:
“phillip,
since you insist on doing whatever you want without asking me or considering our family, i decided i would do the same. you can go stay with debby since you chose her over me and my kids.
ps. don’t bother with the lock, i had them changed xoxo”
he found his car keys under the envelope. lip was furious, absolutely fucking furious and sick and upset and just overwhelmed with every emotion possible. you hadn’t even given him his lighter, so he took a walk to the corner store to buy a pack of spirits and a lighter. he called you on his way back, not surprised when you didn’t pick up.
“hey, you know, i know you think you’re bein’ real fuckin’ funny but this shit isn’t funny, ok? i didn’t choose debby, i didn’t do shit, alright? so let me back in the house and let’s be adults about this.”
then another voicemail.
“alright, seriously? you’re not gonna let me in? you’re not gonna let me come say goodnight to freddy or jude? that’s fucked up. really fuckin’ fucked up.”
“you’re bitchin’ me out about not spending money, and-and you get that done? get the locks changed? how much did that cost huh? you can use money to be petty and childish but i don’t get a say in what i want to use it in?”
“ok this is ridiculous. let me in. talk to me. be a fuckin’ adult.”
“seriously? where the fuck am i supposed to sleep tonight? i know you’re fuckin’ seeing’ these- i can fuckin’ see you! just let me in!”
you don’t budge. don’t reply back, don’t answer the calls. he knows better than to bang on the door, wake jude or freddy up, and truthfully… he’s a little terrified at the moment. very scared that you’re truly done with him, that ian was right and you’d come to your senses.
so he slept in his car. in the driveway, thankful it was warm that night and he had a few spare shirts and things in the back. he waited until the next morning, when he knew you’d be up with the boys, to ring the doorbell.
his anger had vanished to fear and guilt, retreating back to you with his tail tucked between his legs, all sad eyes and gentle apologies that you deflected with anger still bubbling.
it definitely took him a while to make it up, a very long while before you actually gave him his new key. he had to make it up to you, work on his communication and his sharing especially with you.
#thebearer#bearblahs#lip gallagher x you#lip Gallagher#lip gallagher angst#lip x you#lip x reader#lip gallagher blurb#lip gallagher x reader#lip gallagher x teacher!reader#dad!lip gallagher x mom!reader#dad!lip gallagher#shameless fluff#shameless#shameless us#lip gallagher imagine#freddie gallagher#jude ian gallagher#lip gallagher x fem!reader#lip gallagher x female reader
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Twisted Wonderland Vice Housewarden Persona AU
TW mentions of death
No beastmen, merfolk, or fae outside the Shadow World
NRC is a normal non-magic school in a modern setting (Either UK or US but probably UK)
Everyone lives in their own house
^ Working title
To enter, you must find the places where the most blot from one person accumulates and dive into the ink
Anyone who hasn't been in the Shadow World can't see or feel the blot. The only exceptions to this is are the Velvet Room residents and Yuu, who unlocks the ability after their first interaction with Igor
Someone who can see the blot can bring those who can't into the Shadow World if they have physical contact while transitioning between worlds (ex: holding hands or bumping into each other)
Those who get sucked into the Shadow World are brought to a place that represents the state of their hearts (aka the dorms)
Think of the dorms as Palaces
They also change into their dorm uniforms and kind of wander around until they meet their shadow (overblot) selves
They can't leave until they either die or decide to move on from whatever turmoil they're going through that brought them here
The shadow selves manipulate their real-world counterparts into letting them take control until they use too much power and die
The shadow forms become the overblot entities when they capture and take over their host
Once a shadow is defeated, the real world counterparts can leave, but they have to get out before the place implodes on them because the shadow is gone
When someone dies of overblot, their bodies return to where they last were in the real world covered in ink
This has been happening a lot recently, which prompts Igor to summon Yuu to deal with it
(WIP)
The squad is called the Vice Wardens
When they get their Personas their outfits change to their dorm uniforms
Yuu is the wild card. Yuu's first Persona is either the Ramshackle ghosts. Their Arcana is the Fool and their weapon is a large hammer
They're a first-year transfer student that was found unconscious somewhere and has no ID or anyone to contact
Leader of the Vice Wardens and, of course, the resident therapist
Grim doesn’t have a Persona yet, his Arcana is undetermined, and his weapon is hand claws
Joins during the prologue
Grim is in both a Teddie and Morgana situation where he's a shadow but doesn't know it, and when he's in the real world he's just a regular cat that only the team can understand
Trey's Persona is the Mad Hatter, his Arcana is Temperance and his weapon is a sword
Joins during the Riddle arc
Before Kalim joined the squad, his house somehow became the team meeting spot. He did NOT agree to this arrangement
ESPECIALLY since his teammates decided it was more appropriate to climb through his window instead of knocking on the door like normal people
Ruggie’s Persona is Shezi, his Arcana is undetermined, and his weapon is undetermined
Joins during the Leona arc
Lives with his grandma and forgoes school to work and help support her financially
Ruggie can’t afford to attend NRC, but he does sneak in to meet up with the others. And steal food from the cafeteria
Gets his hyena features with his Vice Warden uniform
Jade's Persona is Jetsam, his Arcana is the Wheel Of Fortune and his weapon is a spear
Joins during the Azul arc
The team weapons dealer. You give him money, he gets you upgraded artillery. Where and how does he get it? That is an excellent question.
Gets his eel features with his Vice Warden uniform.
Kalim’s Persona is the Sultan, his Arcana is the Star, and his weapon is a staff
Joins during the Jamil arc
Happy sunshine boy
His house becomes the meeting spot because it's super big and Kalim’s room is very soundproof
Rook’s Persona is the Huntsman, his Arcana is undetermined, and his weapon is a bow and arrows
Joins during the Vil arc, but is involved with the Shadow World prior to that
This fucking guy has been following the squad into the Shadow World since Trey joined the team in the FIRST ARC
Dude is fascinated by the whole “entering people’s hearts” thing and even more fascinated the Vice Wardens
Jade is the first to realize that they’re being watched and the others are FLOORED when they find out how long he’s been following them
The only reason he’s not dead yet is because he’s a hardcore survivalist and always brings his bow and arrows with him
Ortho’s Persona is Hercules, his Arcana is undetermined, and he is the Navigator
Joins during the Idia arc, but is involved with the Shadow World prior to that
Works for STYX, an organization trying to study the blot and the deaths linked to it
Goes into the Shadow World to do field research by studying the Shadow selves and the Vice Wardens
His job is to buff, heal, analyze the opponent, and occasionally contribute in All-Out Attacks.
Being a robot, he doesn't attend NRC, but he does sneak in to meet up with the others.
Lilia's Persona is the three good fairies, his Arcana is the World, and his weapon is a cleaver
One Yuu's first allies and mentor for Shadow stuff
Joins during the prologue
Poses as a high schooler and transfers to NRC to gain access to the areas in the school that blot accumulates
Gets his fae features with his Vice Warden uniform
(Spoilers for chapter 7, scroll until the next image)
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Lilia was a wildcard that used his Persona powers to protect Briar Valley against a diety, but the diety decided to play dirty and manipulated the kingdom of Dawn to start the war, thus limiting Lilia from his fighting capacity.
Lilia's Persona was unresponsive due to all the changes in behavior and the mourning over the lost lives, but years later, he gained his first Persona back, weaker, when he decided to raise Silver. So with time, his Persona could grow stronger and Lilia could realize that his time as the lone fighter is over and that he needs to train the new Persona users to team up together and succeed where he alone failed.
^ (credit to @lowkeyclueless5137 for the specifics of Lilia’s backstory)
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The Velvet Room takes the form of the Mirror Chamber
But instead of the Dark Mirror it's Igor
Yuu enters through a coffin in the ceremonial robes
Ace and Deuce are the Velvet Room attendants
Ace’s Arcana is Strength and Deuce’s is the Chariot
They work together to do fusions, where Ace has his playing cards and Deuce has the giant book
Sometimes they fight and cause a fusion fail, which I’m sure surprises no one
Ace can often be seen in the real world hanging out with the team or annoying people
That’s how he meets Yuu, and Trey later on
Deuce usually stays in the Velvet Room, but if he has Igor’s permission, he’ll go hang out with Yuu
Deuce has some… issues
Due to some bad experiences in the past, he’s nervous about going to the real world
Basically: Unfamiliarity with human customs/social cues + People that really suck = Pent up anger that he sometimes loses control of
Yuu tries to help. Ace does not.
That's all I have for now. Ideas and criticism are always welcome! :)
#twisted wonderland au#persona au#disney twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland#disney twst#twst#persona series#twisted wonderland yuu#twisted wonderland grim#trey clover#kalim al asim#ruggie bucchi#lilia vanrouge#ortho shroud#rook hunt#jade leech#persona igor#deuce spade#ace trappola#this is the result of trying to think of fun au ideas for shipping purposes and the velvet room theme song being stuck in my head forever
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Shadow [Ch. 6]
pairing: villain!jungkook x side kick!reader
genre: villain au, fluff, crack, 18+
summary: You think about your life after crime and say goodbye to your penguin pals for now.
wc: 1.5k
warnings: mention of mental health (allusions to depression), mention of death, cum shot mention, shared shower, stolen car, stolen jet, car gets set on fire, taking control of someone else's body, melatonin used to put someone to sleep
date: June 2, 2024
A smile appears when you hear Jungkook’s soft snores, thankful he's sleeping peacefully. You often worry being a villain might put a strain on him and his mental health and he’s not quick to admit he’s struggling. You know most of his plans fail, but some have been successful and those few keep you motivated to do better and be better. You love Jungkook and you love the life the two of you have built together and while he’s been dreaming of taking over the world, you’ve been saving and working towards your future and your life after crime.
You dream of a remote island, surrounded by nothing but the ocean as far as the eye can see— a safe place to build a home, and a family, and eventually have little villains running around with Jungkook’s bright doe eyes. The thought has your smile growing bright, your hand resting on Jungkook’s back, softly rubbing circles into his skin.
You love him so much. You can’t imagine what your life without him would be like and you know this life can be dangerous. You want him to achieve all his dreams before asking him to settle down. A jet here, a robbery there, a plot to take over the world, steal some jewels, it all fades to nothing because you’d go to the end of the world just to see him smile, and just thinking of losing him makes your heart sink.
Everything had to be perfect tomorrow.
You couldn’t afford anything but perfection.
A soft knock startles you, making you turn your head toward the door as you grip the sheets to your bare chest. P pops his head in, squawking a few times to alert you of someone at the door. You nod, sending him off as you climb out of bed and pull Jungkook’s shirt over your head before grabbing a pair of leggings as you quietly tiptoe out of the room until Jungkook’s snoring is too far to hear.
“Hello?” A voice comes over the speaker as you lean into Penguin Pal, who’s pointing at the screen. “I’m here for some penguins?”
“Come in!” you call, hitting the button to open the door and the man drives in. He’s got a frazzled look in his eyes but does so. After all, he wasn’t one to question anybody; that made him perfect for the job.
You call your penguin minions, helping the man line them up and place a name tag on them. They all know they’ll return to Antarctica, where you will meet them shortly after you’ve procured the jet.
“My babies,” you pout, kissing each of them before they get in their little cages. They squawk their goodbyes and P clings to you.
“My sweet boy,” you coo as you drop to your knees to be at eye level. His flippers move at his side, your eyes pooling with tears that you blink back when you sniffle. “I’ll see you in just a few days. I promise. Nothing will keep me from you, P.”
Your words seem to comfort Penguin Pal. He nods, waiting for one last hug while the delivery man stares blankly. This is definitely not the weirdest pickup he’s done, but this is why he makes the big bucks.
Once everyone is settled, and your card is approved, the delivery man is gone with your minions and you’re left with a pout on your lips. You’d love to mope around the rest of the day but your body is sore from last night and you desperately needed a shower after the final round when Jungkook finished on your chest. Hot in the moment, but sticky right after.
When you’re in the shower, rinsing your hair, you hear the shower curtain get pushed to the side. Jungkook’s careful as he steps into the shower to join you, his sleepy voice murmuring how he missed you.
“Sorry, baby. I had to see the penguins off,” you inform him as his arms wrap around you and his head rests on your shoulder, not caring that the shower head is pelting him.
“I didn’t get to say bye,” he pouts. You smile, “You’ll see them soon enough.”
“You’re right,” Jungkook sighs. “Maybe they’ll like me by then.”
“We can hope,” you tease as you turn to kiss him, your hands resting on his shoulders.
After your shower, you have a quick breakfast before changing into your sidekick outfit. Jungkook’s busy getting dressed, going over the plans one last time.
Nerves threaten to eat him alive, but he’s done things like this for as long as he can remember. He hopes this will be successful. He’d like it to be his last heist.
“Do we have everything?” You ask as you zip up your backpack. You’ve taken the liberty of stealing a car to buy you some time while you steal the jet. You couldn’t exactly drive your car to a heist.
“I think so,” Jungkook looks into the trunk, checking each bag with the lists you’ve handed him. He grabs an extra bag of snacks just in case and then opens the door to the passenger side for you.
Jungkook gets into the driver’s side as you set up the GPS. He looks it over, mumbling to himself before he nods and starts the car.
The drive is long. Jungkook sings along to his Villain playlist, smiling when you join in here and there. He holds his hand in yours as he drives down the highway.
Hours fly by and you lose yourself in your thoughts. Stealing a jet is no big deal, but having to steal the gem makes you sweat. You have a vague idea of its location, but getting there on foot would be tedious.
You’re consumed by your thoughts when you arrive at a private airport. You had Omen scope it out beforehand, and now you were abandoning the stolen car after changing into your flight attendant uniform.
Jungkook was disguised as a pilot. It took all your willpower not to jump him right then and there with how ridiculously hot he looked! You would make sure he didn’t ruin the outfit before you got a chance to fuck him in it.
Jungkook is oblivious to your naughty thoughts as he grabs the bags you’ll need before using a gloved hand to wipe your prints and his from everything you’ve touched. You begin walking away from the car, with Jungkook checking you’re at a safe distance before he takes a new lighter out of the plastic wrap to toss into the car’s driver’s seat.
With a quick jog, Jungkook is at your side as the car takes moments to explode, creating a loud bang! And a huge cloud of smoke.
The two of you stick around long enough to make sure the front seats are destroyed as sirens fill the air and the two of you run in the opposite direction.
The night sky cooperates for once, cloudy and dark to hide the both of you in shadows. The airport isn’t too far from the blown-up car, but far enough to make it as unsuspicious as possible. You hope the explosion will keep people occupied long enough to steal the jet Omen had scoped out for you.
A chill passes through you as you press your back against a wall, slowly sticking your head out to peek into the hangar. The jet sits in its spot, but it seems a pilot is sitting in the cockpit.
“Fuck,” you curse. “There’s someone inside. There’s no telling if there’s a crew as well.”
Jungkook curses, looking over his shoulder before dropping the bags at his side. “We’ll just have to play it off until you can take his shadow. We can drop him somewhere and take the jet.”
You nod in agreement, fixing your uniform before plastering a flirtatious smile. You confidently stalk toward the plane, swaying your hips as you go.
Jungkook can barely contain himself from drooling.
“Hello,” you call as you step into the jet. The seats are empty, and no response comes from your greeting. You quickly melt into your shadows, using the seats to get from one side of the plane to the other.
“Just the pilot,” you whisper into your earpiece.
Jungkook grabs the bags and heads to the jet as you open the cockpit, surprising the pilot doing his preflight checks.
“What are you doing here!” The pilot exclaims. “We’re not leaving for an hour at least.”
You smirk. “Change of plans.”
The pilot’s brow furrows in confusion as you melt into a shadow, taking over his and gaining control of his body.
This was almost too easy.
“Jungkook!” you sing as you rise in your new body.
“That’s my girl,” Jungkook praises you as you walk past him and off the jet. You look for a quiet spot to take the pilot to before scarfing down a handful of melatonin gummies.
“That should keep you occupied while I take the jet for a ride,” you cackle as drowsiness overcomes your new body and once you’re on the brink of sleep, you slip out of the pilot’s body and back to your own.
Stretching, you stifle a yawn as you hurry back to the jet.
Jungkook has already finished performing preflight checks and is waiting for you to take your seat once you shut the doors.
A few minutes later, you are in the clouds, heading to your destination.
This truly couldn’t have gone any smoother.
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Mother Of The Spores
“Hello to you too, pretty boy,” Cuteguy greets him,”Now tell me what exactly are you doing in woods that are owned by a witch?”
Written by: FeatheredEnby
Word Count: 2,222
Part Four of: Show Your Fangs
A Super Hero AU of Empires SMP/The Life Series/Hermitcraft
She has to be quick as she plants it, if anyone were to see her she would be done for. As the red clad figure makes her way through the forest she gathers the herbs and mushrooms that are needed to set the trap. She shoves them all into a small pouch that sits at her waist and goes over the list in her head, rosemary, belladonna, mandrake, and white lily along with inky cap mushrooms, fly agarics, and shiitakes. Using these she can do what The King has requested, and as she thinks this she reaches the desired location. It's a large cave in one of the forest’s many glades, and just inside she places the items needed for the spell, before beginning to cast.
“ᓵ𝙹ᒲʖ╎リᒷ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷᓭᒷ ╎ℸ ̣ ᒷᒲᓭ ᔑリ↸ ⊣╎⍊ᒷ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷᒲ ᔑ ꖎ╎⎓ᒷ ᔑᓭ ᔑリ ᒷリℸ ̣ ╎ℸ ̣ || 𝙹⎓ !¡𝙹∴ᒷ∷ ᔑリ↸ ᓵ𝙹リℸ ̣ ∷𝙹ꖎ, ∴╎ℸ ̣ ⍑╎リ ᔑ ᒲ𝙹リℸ ̣ ⍑ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ|| ∴╎ꖎꖎ ℸ ̣ ᔑꖌᒷ 𝙹⍊ᒷ∷ ╎リ ⍑𝙹!¡ᒷᓭ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᔑℸ ̣ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ᓭ╎ꖎꖎ|| ꖎ╎ℸ ̣ ℸ ̣ ꖎᒷ ⍑ᒷ∷𝙹ᒷᓭ ∴╎ꖎꖎ ᓵ𝙹ᒲᒷ ℸ ̣ 𝙹 ╎リ⍊ᒷᓭℸ ̣ ╎⊣ᔑℸ ̣ ᒷ.”, and with that it’s done and she can return to the city.
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It had been about five in the morning when Scar had gotten the call telling him to report to The GFHA headquarters at seven, and now it’s nine and he’s hiking through the local dark oak forest with Cub, one of The GFHA’s top scientists. As they walk he feels like there’s something watching him but that’s not what’s important at the moment, as according to the briefing there had been rumors of a strange fungus causing odd behavior in the local animal. Cub and him are almost there when a twig snaps behind them and Scar sends an arrow flying to the source of the sound only to find that nothing’s there as Scar goes to collect the arrow something or someone drops down from the trees behind him, Scar turns around to find a smirking Cuteguy in front of him.
“What the… Cuteguy? You almost gave me a heart attack.” Scar exclaims.
“Hello to you too, pretty boy,” Cuteguy greets him,”Now tell me what exactly are you doing in woods that are owned by a witch?”
“I didn’t know that this forest was owned by a witch.” He lies.
“Uh huh… in that case what are you doing here?”
Cub interjects,”That’s classified information.”
“Okay don’t tell me,” Cuteguy retorts,”But I’m still going to follow you.”
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Grian doesn’t know what exactly possessed him to follow Hotguy into Shelby’s forest but something did and now he’s standing in a glade that’s covered in strange mushrooms and mycelium vines. He can’t see very far in front of him either because of the thick fog that engulfs the clearing and he turns to see Hotguy and the scientist putting on gas masks but he’s Cuteguy and he can’t afford that luxury, however it soon becomes evident that they’re useful as he starts to become dizzy and nauseous. He still tries to clear his head, and as he does he sees a small chicken now that was weird. Maybe he should try to talk to her and ask if it’s okay. “𐎧𐎤𐏀 𐏂𐎧𐎤𐎱𐎤, 𐎠𐎱𐎤 𐏀𐎮𐎸 𐎮𐎪𐎠𐏀”
“Uhm Cuteguy, what are you doing?” Hotguy asks.
Right Grian had forgotten that most people don’t know that he can talk to chickens, “I found a chicken,” he explained, “I can talk to chickens, I’m questioning it.”
“Okay I guess…”
Now the main question is if the chicken would respond as they aren’t the most talkative kind of bird, and it just dashes off which is just plain rude. In any case he could have sworn that there was something off about that chicken anyways. Grian just brushes it off however and continues to walk around dell until he finds a cave, he almost missed it too as most of its mouth is covered in mycelium tendrils and inky caps maybe? He would quite like to get into the cave but the layer of fungal growth is thick and he sadly only has two guns on him which won’t be very useful. Maybe he should try to kick it in, yes that’s a very good idea, much to Grian’s surprise the wall of shrooms breaks easily to reveal a cavern filled with bioluminescent fungi and lichens.
“Hotguy,” he calls,”you might want to see what I found.”
“Okay,” Hotguy calls back,”be there in just a second.”
So Grian waits in the mouth of the cave but it feels like something is calling him into it, so after a few minutes he gets impatient with Hotguy and goes further into it. The cave it turns out is surprisingly large if he had to guess Grian would say that he could fully extend his wings in it, but at the same time it makes him feel surprisingly claustrophobic but that’s probably just because the strange mist that they found outside is getting more heavily concentrated. Additionally as he goes further in the voice gets louder and he starts tripping on mycelium vines that are now about the size of tree roots. As Grian walks he examines the tendrils he’s looking at, a particularly large one as he walks into what he at first mistakes to be the end of the cave only to feel a shower of spores rain down upon him. The spores enter his lungs and he gasps for air while screaming for help before passing out.
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Scar rifles through the undergrowth at the edge of the glade in an attempt to find a suitable specimen of the mushrooms to bring back to The GFHA’s lab in Hermitopia but based on his luck so far he probably won’t find any as it appears that the local animals have been eating the fungi. He wants to finish this quickly too, so that he can see what Cuteguy found as it sounded important, that’s when he hears a scream.
“What was that?!?” Scar yells.
“I’m not sure,” Cub replies,”but it came from that cave that Cuteguy found.”
“I’m going to go check what happened then,” Scar tells him,”I’ll be right back.”
As Scar walks over to the cave he nocks an arrow in his bow and turns on the dark vision in his glasses before stepping in. The inside walls of the cave, covered in lichen and mycelium, would have been quite interesting had he not known that someone was in danger. Scar’s quite glad that he turned on dark vision as the concentration of fog gets thicker and clouds his vision. He has to be very careful when making his way through the cave as there are thick roots growing out from the rock which could seriously damage his mechanical leg braces.Maybe when this whole thing is over he should ask for more durable ones or a cane or crutches or- Scar trips over the largest root yet and sees standing in front of him none other that Cuteguy except the fact that something is off, his eyes appear glossed over with a purple tint and there are various mushrooms sprouting from his head. Scar’s so focused on what happened to Cuteguy that he barely has time to move before a thread of mycelium can grab his leg, he rolls over hopping up and loosing an arrow from his bow at Cuteguy’s foot only for him to dodge. The next root hurdles at his stomach and Scar deflects it with his bow only to get his leg yanked out from under him.
As Scar is hung upside down from his leg Cuteguy approaches him, “W̸e̶l̸l̴,̸ ̶w̸e̶l̴l̴,̵ ̷w̵e̷l̴l̸.,”he says in a voice that isn’t his,”̵L̶o̶o̶k̶s̸ ̴l̴i̶k̷e̷ ̴t̷h̴e̴ ̶p̷o̶o̵r̵ ̷f̵a̷e̶ ̸g̶o̷t̴ ̸s̶t̷u̸c̸k̷ ̶i̴n̶ ̷m̵y̸ ̴l̵i̷t̷t̴l̷e̶ ̷t̸r̷a̸p̷.”In fact the voice reminds him of someone who he fought about a month prior, she had joined in a fight with The Dogwarts Duo out of the blue and had summoned ghost wolves to attack Canary Call and him and introduced herself as “The Red Witch”.
“Wait what- You’re the red witch!?!” He exclaims.
“Y̷o̵u̵ ̵c̴o̶u̴l̶d̸ ̷s̴a̷y̷ ̶t̷h̴a̷t̷ ̸b̴u̶t̸ ̴n̵o̷,̴ ̵n̷o̶t̵ ̸q̶u̴i̸t̴e̵,” the thing in Cuteguy replies,”I̶ ̴a̴m̷ ̴m̶e̶r̶e̵l̷y̸ ̷o̶n̵e̴ ̸o̵f̴ ̶h̷e̴r̶ ̸c̶r̷e̸a̷t̴i̴o̴n̵s̸.̵”
“Okay so you aren’t her but what the heck do you want with Cuteguy?”
“O̵h̸.̵.̵.̴ ̶y̴o̴u̴ ̷m̵e̶a̶n̸ ̴m̶y̷ ̶n̸e̸w̴ ̷v̶e̷s̸s̷e̶l̴?̴,” it asks,”I̵ ̵j̴u̶s̷t̴ ̵n̴e̶e̷d̴e̸d̴ ̴h̸i̶m̴ ̵t̴o̶ ̶g̸e̷t̴ ̶t̶o̸ ̴y̴o̴u̶.̷”
“What do you mean to get to me?” Scar inquires.
“T̷h̶a̵t̸'̵s̷ ̴e̵n̴o̴u̶g̵h̸,̸” it snaps before covering his mouth with a vine,”t̴i̸m̷e̵ ̸t̷i̸m̵e̷ ̸t̷o̸ ̷d̶e̷a̶l̶ ̴w̶i̶t̵h̵ ̸t̸h̸a̷t̷ ̸l̵i̵t̷t̶l̵e̶ ̸s̴c̷i̸e̸n̴t̵i̸s̷t̵ ̶o̴f̵ ̴y̵o̸u̸r̶s̴.̵”
With that the thing possessing Cuteguy walks off, if Scar could just find a way down from where he’s hanging he could get out of the cave and find help. All of his arrows fell out of his quiver but he might be able to reach one, however the regular ones won’t be of any help unless he can use one to saw through the vine wrapped around his leg. So Scar reaches down until he feels an arrow in his fingers and as he pulls it up he sees that it has the black shaft that tells him it’s a normal one. He gets to work sawing through the vive with one hand while holding his bow in the other until it drops him when he gathers all of his arrows, not bothering to put them in the right compartments. At this moment the thing returns and Scar feels a slicing pain as a sharp rock hits him in the side, “O̵o̶p̶s̵,̶ ̴d̶i̵d̸ ̶t̴h̸a̵t̷ ̵h̵u̸r̵t̷?̵”
Scar reaches back and frantically grabs an explosive arrow before slowly walking toward Cuteguy, “Cuteguy,” he starts,”I know that you’re in there.”
“H̷a̷!̶ ̸Y̴o̶u̵ ̶s̷h̴o̷u̵l̶d̵ ̶k̷n̷o̷w̵ ̷a̵s̸ ̶g̵o̸o̸d̵ ̸a̸s̶ ̵a̵n̷y̵o̴n̵e̶ ̸t̴h̴a̸t̵ ̷h̶e̸'̷s̸ ̷n̷o̴t̶ ̷h̵e̴r̷e̶ ̷r̴i̷g̴h̵t̸ ̸n̸o̴w̴ ̸a̸-̵,” the thing is cut off,”Get out. Get the fuck 𝙹⚍ℸ ̣ 𝙹⎓ ᒲ|| ⍑ᒷᔑ↸!”
Cuteguy’s eyes glow bright purple as he… casts a spell? Scar didn’t know that he could do that, all of the mushrooms on Cuteguy get pushed away but soon after the mycelium tendrils start attacking him and Scar.
“Run!” Scar screams at him and the two of them bolt out of the cave but despite their speed the vines are faster and as they reach the mouth Scar turns around loses an arrow from his bow and the cave explodes sending hunks of rock and mushroom flying and he’s knocked out.
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He can’t believe what he’s done, to be fair Grian had no idea what was going to be in that cave but as he drags an unconscious Hotguy and a bleeding scientist to Shelby’s house the guilt is waying down on him. As he reaches the front door Grian hesitates as to bring them to Shelby means he has to tell her what happened but it’s better than explaining it to authorities so he knocks. A warm glow showers over him as she opens the door but her face can’t hide her shock.
“Oh my gods…” Shelby quietly exclaims,”Grian what happened?”
“It’s a long story, can we come inside?”
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“⍑ᒷᔑꖎ !¡ꖎᒷᔑᓭᒷ, ⎓𝙹∷ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ꖎ𝙹⍊ᒷ 𝙹⎓ ⊣𝙹↸ᓭ. リJJリᒷ ╎ᓭ ↸||╎リ⊣ ╎リ ᒲ|| ⍑𝙹⚍ᓭᒷ リ𝙹ℸ ̣ ℸ ̣ 𝙹↸ᔑ||,” Shelby finishes the spell on Hotguy,”okay these two should be fine but do you want to explain what happened?”
“Well there was a cave in this forest with a lot of weird mushrooms in it and it was kind of an entity. I don’t really remember much but it possessed me and I hurt Hotguy and whatshisname over there.” Grian explains.
“Okay and?”
“I managed to get free but the thing started attacking me and Hotguy so we ran but it almost got us so he blew up the cave with an arrow. That of course caused him to get knocked out.”
“Wow. That’s a lot to take in.” Shelby says as she opens a book on possession.
“I just feel so guilty,” he continues,”I might stop being Cuteguy for a little bit at least until this whole mess blows over.”
“If that’s what you want.” She says absentmindedly as she flips through the book.
“I’m just dont- oh no.”
“What?” She asks while turning around,”You good?”
“I’m fine! But Hotguy’s waking up.”
“Okay then. Do you want to do it or should I?”
“Do what?”
“Um… Actually, never mind, I have to go grab something, keep an eye on him.” She says while leaving the room.
Oh no. No. No. No. No. This is not good. He almost killed both Hotguy and the scientist and now he has to be alone in a room with them? It’s fine he just has to act perfectly calm and collected and normal. Grian snaps out of it as he sees Hotguy try to get up only to lay back down on the couch. He turns to look at Grian. Shit.
“Wha- Cuteguy? What happened? The last thing I remember is blowing up that cave and-” Hotguy starts to look confused, and Grian realizes that he’s crying,”Are you okay.”
“I… I have to go.” And with that Grian leaves.
#Ya like angst#Cause now you have some#life series#trafficblr#traffic life#grian#goodtimeswithscar#hotguy#cuteguy#cubfan135#hermitcraft#hermitblr#empires smp#empiresblr#superhero au#superhero#anti hero#vigilante#mother spore#show your fangs#fan fiction#fanfic
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Everything in this has absolutely been our experience, and it's incredibly frustrating. We have looked at basically every house that's available at this point-- I want to say a dozen, which isn't very many, but that's literally all there is. the vast majority of what is available is on the other sides of what we need-- either an enormous mansion or essentially the same house we have now. We have not seen a single house that has a child living in it. Like, that is important-- not one single family leaving their house currently has children. No one is moving up. We are, sorry to be crass, looking at houses that belong to dead people. Almost everything we've seen is being sold by an estate or a remaining living spouse who is moving into elder care. Think about how many houses are just being sat on by empty nesters because they also have nowhere to go!!
And we have upped our budget by a shitload, and I feel EXTREMELY weird about this! But look, I will be honest-- we have upped our budget to about a million because my father in law is going to be our mortgage holder. He has money, it would be ours one day anyway, and he is going to give it to us. This is NOT because we can't get a mortgage-- we can! We make plenty of money! But like everyone in this article, the interest rate makes the house we need impossible to afford if we financed with a regular mortgage. Like if we can even find one! I mean, I'm going to say this because I am showing y'all the houses we're looking at! you can see those numbers and wonder or see them and know, IDK.
I still don't know what a million is going to get us. Like, truly, there is nothing. One house this week and it has a 70 year old roof and no one could tell us how it was heated. For ONE POINT TWO MILLION DOLLARS!!!!
#I am trying to stick to our original budget of like 775#bc on top of all this do you know what the taxes are here#on our little house we pay 12k#TWELVE THOUSAND DOLLARS A YEAR IN PROPERTY TAXES#so on top of the interest rate you are essentially renting your land from the city at eye watering rates#but the schools! the schools are very good. they are unairconditioned but they are very good.
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I just want to remind everyone that Wallace is canonically the worse one to sleep in the same bed with.
Scott can be a bad roommate in every other aspect but GUYS Wallace is the one that canonically snores and kicks in his sleep.
Scott sleeps like a princess with his back against the sheet lying perfectly straight (and also taking all the covers) and Wallace sleeps semi-on-his-side and apparently just fucking punting Scott in the leg every so often (not to mention he talked in his sleep too) and I don’t know why this is important to me but it is.
Because when people draw them cuddling in their sleep it’s always Wallace being normal and Scott turning and snoring and shit but you’re missing out on sleepy-cuddly Wallace turning and snoring on Scott. Let that cringe-fail 25 year old be annoying. Istg.
I’m talking to the Mobillace people too btw. Not that I’ve seen anyone draw them cuddling in bed (which is a CRIME btw. Draw that. For me.) but like imagine how funny it would be: Mobile stays the night for the first time and the hot-weirdo is a bed-menace, snoring and kicking and tossing and turning and suction cupping for warmth and Mobile is like “I want him to be my boyfriend” THATS FUNNY! LIKE-
#scott pilgrim#scott pilgrim vs the world#scollace#scott x wallace#scott pilgrim takes off#wallace wells#mobillace#mobile x wallace#mobile scott pilgrim#I’m sick of the cringe-fail erasure of Wallace#he might be more mature than Scott but that fucker ain’t mature#(however yes generally he is the voice of reason for Scott but anyone can be a voice of reason to Scott. Scott has no internal reasoning /h#I made an analysis post at one point about how I believe the primary reason Wallace manages to do half the shit he does#is because it’s easier to get the motivation to do them if he’s telling off Scott for not doing them#we know DAMN WELL that he is scared of their landlord#considering he got plastered the night before they had to go#(he seems to drink when he’s anxious)#and because of how uncharacteristically timid he was in his office#(and can I mention he said the line ‘it’s not our fault we can’t afford rent’ and like. I don’t know it feels important to point out lol)#but he tells Scott that they *have* to go and there landlord is all bark and no bite#despite being visibly nervous around him#so. the reason he dragged Scott to see him with him is because it would make him feel less nervous to see their landlord#if he focused on dragging Scott to see him instead of his own worries#but I never posted that analysis lol#but all this to say#um#i don’t know#but I’m saying something for sure!
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jafar raised jay to be slippery and selfish but jay knew there was strength in numbers and decided to trust and love and hope despite everything else. and he protects these people that he finds, the only things his father can’t take from him, his own treasure he guards like the lion’s head at the cave of wonders.
he’s the last one out, there to watch their backs, as close to them all as their own shadows. he’s their third eye, always hyper-vigilant, always on the look out. he knows when to start a fight, and when it’s best to leave it alone. it’s nearly always best to leave it alone. he wrangles them all back in, keeping them safe so they don’t have to worry about injuries or repercussions or consequences. his job is to keep them safe, and keep them alive.
and yet, in auradon, with no brawls or street fights or leering parents or turf wars or rivals or enemies, what is there to protect them from? passive aggressive comments? pastels? afternoon tea? what is a guard dog with nothing to guard? jay has built his entire life, his entire self, around servitude. if it’s not his father, it’s his gang, always the helping hand and the shoulder to cry on (metaphorically, of course) and the reassuring presence. without any of that, he is nothing.
he is the thief that gives. the boy desperate to hold on to his only sense of purpose. it’s all he knows: give enough away and they might let you stick around. chameleonic, knowing exactly who to be where and when. the charmer, the heartthrob, the villain, the protector, the liar, the snake, the attacker. anything you need. he can be anything at all, as effortless as breathing.
#ANYWAY#where the hell did that come from hello#i just think that jay having no sense of self#because his entire life has been spent giving himself away!!!!#idk like he learned from jafar that ‘love’ and ‘protection’ is conditional#he had to be good enough - had to be PERFECT#and so with the gang it’s like. he cannot afford to be anything other than that strong & unwavering anchor#he’s unfazed by everything#he makes jokes and doesn’t take things seriously bc he can’t express what he’s really feeling#he’s trying to relieve the tension#it’s shielding the true paranoia and fear and guilt he’s feeling#and GAAHHHHH. JAYYYYYYY#like he just cares So Much. all of his actions are bc he just loves his gang so much and he wants what’s best for them#and he will get that with any means possible#i could literally go on forever about him#he’s been sidelined atm bc of my new hyperfixation but i am ALWAYS ready for a jay rant#descendants#jay son of jafar
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I’ve come back from the dead to show you the FIRST EVER teapot that I actually purchased 😭😭 This week I was walking around in Balat and came across an antique shop that had this teapot waiting for me on its display shelf right behind the shop’s window. Again, unfortunately, I don’t know about the teapot’s past or how it ended up there because the kind seller lady didn’t really know about it either. But I’m so happy that I found it!!
#and i don’t think you guys know how much of a lucky find this is!!! i really can’t afford novelty teapots because i can barely find them in#antique shops and when i actually do they’re incredibly expensive!!#but unfortunately the reason i was able to get it for such a small price is because the shop was closing down 😭😭#but I’m sooo happy i found it its as if it was waiting for me to come and take it home 🥺#teapot#teapots#ceramics#cottagecore teapot#mushroom teapot#house teapot#mouse teapot#teeapot
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I really need to get serious about personal projects again
#I think I said something like this last year too lol#currently in a weird headspace about it#the biggest reason why I lost focus on them was bc I prioritized engaging in fandom#(something that I never really did when I was focused on publishing a few years back)#so part of me feels like in order to make considerable progress on projects again I need to cut myself off from fandom#and I kinda have been weening myself off a bit from animanga but not really for that reason#it was mostly bc I was getting overwhelmed by how much I was consuming and I wanted to appreciate things fully#I don’t think I’d cut myself off from fandom completely either I’d still try to keep up with stuff#but the idea of not engaging in fandom anymore kinda.. scares me?#idk I feel like a major loser admitting this lol#it just feels like I’d lose a lot of connections with people#and would lose a lot of the love I have for stories if I’m not actively interacting with them :(#and then there’s also that stupid feeling of being a ‘fake fan’ because I’m not dedicating every single second of free time to fandom#which is dumb bc like I have a life and need to make money yknow I got things to do#im just Stressed bc I’m at such a critical stage career wise and im getting closer to 26 so hhhhh healthcare coverage will be up in the air#so I really can’t afford to dawdle#there’s just so much I wanna do and while I’m not necessarily racing to get it done I still want to take advantage of the time I have#but it also sucks feeling like I’m giving up a part of myself to progress on another part of myself#I don’t think any of this makes sense sorry I just needed to dump my thoughts bc I am Terrified™️#anyway personal projects! gotta get back to those !#blahblahbills#delete later
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maybe for YOU
#yes i’m being torn apart by wild animals on the daily as part of my job#yes i’m gonna dress up and look cute#sucks to be you i guess. survey corps gang 💪#i get tons of money every day for doing menial tasks and only occasionally falling down a mountainside#peach plays legends arceus#on a real note i understand this sentiment#i imagine the clothing shop and hairstylist aren’t super popular places unless you’re already very well off in jubilife#just because people are worried about their security and whether they’ll have enough food to eat etc#stuff like that is a luxury for them that they can only treat themselves to once in a while#maybe they somewhat resent anthe and arezu for what they represent (a life of fun and luxury they can’t afford)
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I love playing Pokémon in a way that would absolutely kill anyone who knows a thing about the game. No I don’t know most weaknesses and strengths of typings or what I should be using. No I’m not building a well rounded team. No I don’t remember battle to battle what moves are effective against what Pokémon’s even if I just fought them and lord knows I don’t really understand their power or literally any stat my mons have. I am heavily brute forcing my way through this game with my team full of Sunflora fusions because this is Infinite Fusions and I can do that. Yes having everyone a grass type presents problems. No I don’t care! I will beef them up enough they can tank hits until I can destroy whoever I’m fighting and if all else fails I have potions and revives and everything I need on stock to keep going. I do not know what I’m doing but I’m having fucking fun with it!!!!
#ravenpuff rambles#there are few moments I want to be a streamer but good lord it would be funny to play Pokémon for people who actually understand the game#everyone would be so angry with me#meanwhile I’m tehehahaing because I accidentally made a good move and one shotted a man with my Alakazam fusion#I only play to have fun and also have cute Pokémon’s#even if this wasn’t a fusion game I would have a problem not having a lot of grass types because I love them#worst news is that I can’t afford to have a grass/grass Pokémon because I need some coverage#I miss my Sunflora/Leafon the little legend#but I do love my team they’re all so cute#I did have to replace my Sandslash/Sunkern fusion who was an absolute cutie but unfortunately had low hp because I could evolve the Sunkern#there’s no custom sprite for Sandslash/Sunflora and I couldn’t have the default horror on my team#I do still have my Alakazam/Sunkern fusion though because despite being a hella glass canon he’s fast and hits hard and psychic moves are so#good!! He also does have a Sunflora sprite which is sad but the Sunkern one is fucking epic#the rest of my team includes Vensaur/Sunflora (my starter)#raichu/Sunflora fusion (Who I had in my last run and an absolute cutie) Ninetales/Sunflora (who thankfully has an ability that makes him#immune to fire moves) Umbreon/Sunflora (Literally baby. also a bit of a heavy hitter)#and my Lapras/Sunflora (my newest edition who replaced the Sandslash mostly so I can surf)#I can’t wait to destroy the Elite 4 when I eventually roll up there with my crew#Truly they’re all unstoppable as long as you don’t use fire and also that one move that literally takes them all out#anyways I need to get a photo of them all because they’re so cute but for now take my word#and know I’m playing Pokémon in a way that will piss off so many people. because I’m just quirky like that
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genuinely it is so depressing to spend money drinking just to end up doing nothing interesting and just sitting around
#i need friends who like. doing things.#i need more friends in general but i mean yeah.#would love to have an actual college experience one day. I’ve been in college 4 years or so and I’ve never been to a party and I’ve never#made lasting/close friendships. since pre-covid I haven’t really made friends at all#all my friends (all four of them) are from high school#it’s really fucking pathetic actually how incapable I am of making friends or having a life#and it just feels like a huge fucking waste of time and a waste of a college environment#part of me wishes I would rent at a place full of mostly other students and get a roommate I don’t know (as much as that’s a bad idea if#it’s anything like last time) just so I can be around people and be forced to meet people#also so I can avoid getting lowkey fucked over because my friends I’m supposed to be renting with eventually don’t want to pay a#significant amount of rent and I’d end up paying way more than them just because they supposedly can’t afford it (we all have about the same#income.)#gehsdhdhdhshhd#they also want to rent a place with four of us total and I just. really don’t want to live with that many people. like I think it would#drive me fucking insane. I need control over my surroundings and that leaves me with no control and I don’t like it#and a million other reasons I don’t like the idea#it was originally just supposed to be me and one friend. so. this was not the plan#hahsgshhshh anyway kill me#I’m in that post-drinking state where all pleasant affects of the alcohol have long since worn off and I’m just sort of left a hollow shell#depressed and disappointed.#and I have to go to work this afternoon woohoo awesome so cool#kibumblabs
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1. it’s my 24th birthday today, so my goal of being published by the time i’m 25 is now a one year looming monster, but i never specified what kind of published and am currently looking in various literary magazines that are recommended for writers who have yet to be published, so i’m surprisingly confident that i can make it work? and tbh even if whatever i write isn’t officially published before my 25th birthday, if i have someone in the process of being published then i’ll be happy!! no matter what though, i’m gonna try to be proud of myself for at least giving it my best shot!!
2. i honestly love that my birthday is on the ides of march because the ides of march meme shitposting is only a thing on tumblr but it also being my birthday makes it easier to like. be excited about the ides of march outside of tumblr. like even in person i can be like “it’s my birthday! i’m an ides of march babe (:” and if someone is like oh what’s that? or if they say something along the lines of oh like julius caesar? i can be like yep!! and even if it’s a small thing outside of tumblr it brings me immense enjoyment and amusement being able to bring it up off of tumblr
3. transportation situation has been very rough since june 2023 when i totalled my car, my gap insurance are being assholes and i ended up putting my foot down on the phone with them yesterday which i’m pretty proud of because i am NOT a confrontational person (something i’ve been working on this past year, so seeing some improvement with my ability to hold my ground and not be a pushover yesterday was very cool!!) i was told i’d get a response from them by friday next week no matter what, and if i don’t then friday of next week i will continue to wreak havoc upon them. but my moms car which i’ve been using since my accident broke down yesterday, hopefully it’s fixable but my parents were saying it might be done for, so trying to think of how i’m gonna get to work next week is kind of stressing me out lmao, but for now i’m just gonna focus on enjoying my birthday the best i can because i don’t want to start off being 24 with an overwhelming anxiety for something that won’t be a potential issue until monday. plus i already messaged my boss today to let her know that i’m going to do everything i can to make it work out but just so she’s in the loop and knows of the potential of me not being able to make my morning shifts (one of my coworkers said she’s more than happy to give me a ride for our afternoon shifts which does help relieve some of the stress!) and i told her i’d let her know for sure sunday so that if necessary she can have time to figure out someone to fill in for me in the mornings!
overall: life is weird and i ended being 23 yesterday with a shitty situation but a positive outlook and i am going to enjoy my first day of being 24 no matter what because honestly i fucking earned it. happy friday everyone, i hope it’s a good day for you and me both!
#aritalks#i did cry a little bit when i first woke up because i dont really know what to do about work and also i hate not having a car i can use#not only because of the work aspect but also getting my license when i was 18 gave me a freedom i didn’t have before#and i don’t like having to rely on other people just to like go to the fucking store or something yk#but then my best friend/roommate messaged me happy birthday and i was like fuck it! today is going to be a good day!#the stressful uncertainties can wait until tomorrow#also one of my best friends who hasn’t said happy birthday to me the past two years#(not intentionally im p sure they were just busy on my birthdays the past two years#and then had that moment of ‘oh shit i didnt send a message fuck i think its too late now’ which i totally get bc anxiety things yk)#was one of the first people to message me happy birthday!!#i’m also hoping to still be able to go see my mom and then stay the night at my dads tonight#so i can see both my parents and also my baby siblings for my birthday#my dads working today but after he texted happy birthday i sent him a text asking if he thinks we could still make it work#my mom is asleep still i think (she called me at midnight and left a voicemail singing happy birthday!! but her sleep schedule has been all#over the place recently so i’m waiting until 11:30 to call her which is in like 30 mins)#but she said something yesterday about driving out to me to give me a hug and also bring me my diabetes stuff that got delivered#(her house is my mailing address because i know it’s not going to change bc it’s my great grandparents house that she’s partially inhereting#when my great grandpa dies but since i have moved out of my dads my address has changed twice and i didnt have a mailbox at my last place so#just for the sake of consistency and not having to worry about important shit getting sent to the wrong address i’ve had her house as my#mailing address since i moved out of my dads at 19)#so i think i’m gonna ask her if she can just pick me up instead so i can go to her house w her and hang out with her#and hopefully my dad will be able to at least stop by with my siblings so i can see them too#i’d like to stay the night with them but if we can’t make it happen then i can also stay the night w my mom and hopefully tomorrow figure#out the car situation. might have to rent a car for a week if i can afford it? best case scenario is my moms car can be fixed but i still#dont know whats wrong with it ik there are two potential problems and one is fixable the other is not#the fixable one would cost like $150-$400 to fix depending on if we get a used part or a new one#if its $150-$200 ish i can probably afford to pay for the whole thing or at least most of it#but if its more than that hopefully my dad or one of my family members can help#and i can just pay them back in like $50 increments with my next few paychecks#just realized i said i wouldnt worry abt the car thing today and also i think im at tag limit to i’ll stop now lmao xoxo gossip girl ❤️
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Guess who’s miraculously the only person in my house that don’t have Covid 💪🏻
Both my parents are miserable right now and we knows they got it from my grandfather who we saw Sunday but didn’t find out he had it until Monday. I don’t have it now but if I get it I’m gonna be fucking pissed cause I have never had Covid in the over 4 years it’s been around. And I’m the only person I know who still always wears a mask whenever I’m out in public
So I have now quarantined myself to the living room where I’m sleeping on an air mattress. I mean it ain’t that bad tho cause I’m right next to the kitchen and it means I have the big ass tv and my ps5 lol. You might be thinking why not just stay in your own room? Because of the shitty timing we’re supposed to be completely redoing my room rn which means all my shit is everywhere, I have no floor, I can’t sleep in my own bed 💀
Also there is a long ass rant about stuff in the rags that you don’t have to read. Really you didn’t even have to read anything anyways lol.
#i kinda don’t feel bad for them at all cause they’re the same ones who were like ‘well you know it is what it is if you get it’#btw i know wearing a mask is a personal choice now but i still wear one even while living with people who don’t because#i still acknowledge that there are plenty of people with issues where they can’t afford to get Covid#and i just like to know I’m not the one who could technically kill someone#also i’m very fortinuate that i don’t have any physical health problems (only mental) so even tho i know I’d be fine now#i also don’t like that we obviously don’t know the future health implications of Covid and like no one cares???#despite having passive suicidal ideation and past suicidal ideation in my teen years one thing i cannot deal with is illness#<- i also acknowledge how privileged i am to even be able to say that#also my dad was like covid tests are rare now why are you using one of you don’t feel any symptoms#and like sorry i want to know if i can interact with you or not???#and also honestly i have shit sinuses anyways so I can’t breathe well on a good day#so half the time even when i get a mild cold I don’t notice cause that’s just what my nose feels like 24/7#and why do people not remember that you can still have it and be a carrier even if you don’t have any symptoms???#personal
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