#oh cy...we are really in it now...
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a friend asked for a quick and dirty TL of the new lunar new year official manhua oneshot (Let's Share a Meal Together) so i Tried★ it's a treat!! perfect for the new year
i forget how the siblings address each other in the official TL so i'm winging it here oops
.: The movie has concluded, please leave in an orderly fashion.
N: Ooh~ These two hours were well-spent. Even if they can't compare to me, this director's pretty promising.
N: Hey! Watch where you're going!
.: S-sorry…
N: Really now. …
N: Feels like Lungmen's been more crowded than usual recently…
N: Right!
N: It's that time of year again.
(cover)
Siblings though they may be, their tastes have nothing in common.
N: So…
N: I'm thinking we should have a family dinner for New Year's Eve.
CY: I don't know where you got this idea,
CY: but that's fine by me.
CY: I don't think you'll find the others as easy to convince though.
CY: Ling's such a free spirit you might find it hard to see her in time, let alone Dusk.
CY: You don't get along with Dusk. Didn't you guys get into a fight over the bowl of noodles you cooked for her before?
N: Bro, aren't you tired? (I know I am, just from watching…)
CY: If you persevere every day, you wouldn't tire from something like this.
CY: Nian, you should also exercise. Then in daily life, you'll…
N: When it comes to martial arts, I'm pretty sure you have everyone in Great Yan beat.
CY: Haha, you speak too highly. Even if that were true, if I let my guard down, in forty years there might be someone who can defeat me.
N: It's just forty years. With a mortal lifespan, how many people are going to be able to match your years of practice?
CY: It's precisely because their lives are so short compared to ours
CY: that the rate of their progress is beyond our imagination.
CY: That's why I believe it's all the more important for us to spend time bettering ourselves.
CY: Nian, if you feel like you have too much free time, how about I draw you up a training regimen…
N: Wow, look at the time, I'm going to miss the next bus.
N: I've rented a place in Lungmen, the address is as I said, don't be late, byee!
CY: Sigh… This child is as impatient as ever…
Shangshu City
N: Well, I've reached this pavilion…
N: Why do all these peaks look the same…
(bottle of booze)
N: …
N: She's not taking the bait, is she…
N: (Last time Ling showed up for Second Brother's cup…)
N: (I guess this doesn't compare…)
N: Open sesame, spin the bottle, whee!
L: (I really don't want to show myself.)
N: BOSS! GET OUT HERE, I WANT A REFUND!
.: Ah…?
N: YOU TOLD ME THIS WAS SO GOOD IT COULD TEMPT AN IMMORTAL TO DESCEND!
N: THIS USELESS-ASS—
N: piece of…
N: When did you get here?
L: I've been sitting here for a while now.
N: How did you know I'd be here today?
L: It came to me in a dream, let's say.
N: (here's a souvenir cup I got you.)
L: So what winds called you here from far away?
L … I see, so you wanted to call us together for New Year's Eve dinner.
L: I'm not against this on principle, but I'm afraid I can't make it that day.
N: Why?
L: A prior appointment.
L: Ten years ago I asked someone to brew some wine for me, and I'm due to pick it up this year, on the 30th.
L: The flavour won't be right if I'm even a day early,
L: and after the 30th, they're going to close for the New Year.
L: It's true that this time is a big occasion for the people of Great Yan. It's a once-a-year occasion, after all.
L: But that has nothing to do with us.
L: Let's do it another day.
N: You'll regret not having a taste of my homemade hotpot!!
L: (Does she think that's a selling point…)
L: It looks like little sister Dusk has a storm coming her way…
D: Who goes there?
D: NIAN! IF YOU WANT TO DIE I CAN OBLIGE!!
D: You vandalised my art for THIS?
N: Wow, the face you're making is ugly as hell.
D: I'm not going.
D: I can't believe you ever thought me saying yes was a possibility.
N: You'll regret not having a taste of my homemade hotpot!!
D: Do you think that's a selling point!?
N: Oh, right! There's a hot new artist's exhibition in Lungmen. I went to see it and it's pretty good! Aren't you interested?
D: If you like it, I definitely won't!
D: I have no interest in the artwork of others.
D: Also, if you want a reunion so badly,
D: one day we'll all reunite no matter how we feel about it. No?
N: Again with that tired old crap.
N: One day,
N: I'll make it so that you never say that again.
D: Hmph.
D: Get lost.
N: Oh man, in the end only you showed up.
CY: Haha, well, I hope I suffice.
CY: I sent word to the Sui Regulator.
N: Ah!
CY: I knew it'd slip your mind.
N: Man! None of them can commit worth a damn!
N: Will there ever be a time where we can just go somewhere together for a day?
N: Like normal people,
N: Like a normal family.
L: Ahh~
L: Looks like I'm out of wine
L: I should seek out more…
D: What a pain.
D: I should knock some sense into her.
CY: Nian,
CY: Let's get a hotpot with a divider. For spicy and non-spicy.
N: Were you even listening?
N: No.
N: Absolutely not.
N: Nooooooooo.
N: Bro! I thought you could handle spice!
CY: Alright, now that the shopping is wrapped up, let's head back.
N: Why'd you insist on the split hotpot..!
N: Brother!!
CY: I just think being prepared is a good thing. (Also, I'm not as good with spice as you are.)
CY: And,
CY: It's not just humans who are capable of change.
D: Open up, it's too cold out.
D: Idiot.
CY: See.
D: What? Your staring is making me lose my appetite.
N: Hehe,
N: Doesn't the real thing taste better than ink?
D: Hmph. Whatever.
N: Whoa, it started!
N: I was part of the prep for this year's fireworks show in Lungmen!
N: Check out my Super Deluxe Two-Step Firecracker!
D: So.. the reason you picked Lungmen was…?
L: Alright, alright.
L: Dusk,
L: It's okay. Open your eyes and see.
N?: It's over.
N: It'd be nice if more of us showed up next year.
CY: Any more of us and the Sui Regulator is going to start raising a fuss.
L: True~
D: I'll skip next time.
N: We had such a nice mood going on, couldn't you guys at least try to not kill it?
L: Yes, this is nice once in a while.
D: There's nothing special about playing house.
CY: Even playing house is nice sometimes.
CY: That's why we've gathered here today.
CY: Happy new year.
L: Happy new year~
N: Happy new year!
D: … Happy new year.
N: Alright, we've mostly cleaned our plates and eaten and drunk our fill.
N: That leaves one last question.
N: Who's doing the dishes?
N: Hey, now you're all quiet?
N: Hey!!
#i love the sui siblings...#also my girl dusk got so many good faces#arknights#sorry in advance if there are any mistakes lol
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Top Gun and Top Gun: Maverick as Brooklyn Nine-Nine quotes
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(Rooster after getting accused of something that went wrong at Ice and Mav’s wedding)
Rooster: Be very careful about throwing around accusations like that, because if you’re trying to say that I somehow ruined my dads’ wedding, then I am going to kill myself.
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(Phoenix and Rooster fighting)
Phoenix: DO I LOOK LIKE JAKE TO YOU!?
Rooster: No, not at all!
Phoenix: THEN WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO SCREW ME!?
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(Ice after getting yelled at)
Ice, talking about his shirt: It says, “what’s up beaches” instead of, “bitches,” for humour reasons.
Slider: But you hate humour!
Ice: Well im a joke now! So, it suits me.
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Phoenix: You need to man up.
Rooster: Man up? sexist!
Rooster: I’m sorry, but i dont see gender, sir.
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Maverick: Permission to take a selfie of the two of us, sir?
Cyclone: Permission denied.
Maverick, already taking the picture: Too late.
Maverick, looking at his phone and walking away: Ahhh, that was a good one.
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Hangman: Did you finish your sentence? It felt like you were gonna say you were sorry.
Rooster: I did. Bob heard it.
Bob: Uh, I would remember if someone said my catchphrase.
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Maverick: People fear me.
Maverick: Not brag, but I was name checked in my kindergarten teacher’s suicide note.
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Maverick: I think I really would’ve gotten along with young Cy Simpson.
Cyclone: Yes, that’s why I decided to change everything about my life.
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(Bradley after causing Mav and Ice to argue)
Bradley: Oh, I’ve caused a problem.
Bradley: I think I am… getting a text message.
Bradley: bloop
Bradley: Ah, there it is.
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Phoenix: Wait, are you only hosting dinner so you can suck up to Mav and Admiral Kazansky? Not cool. This was supposed to be about friendship.
Rooster: You guys said you were only coming to see if my apartment was the reason that I was single or if it was my personality, “like you suspected.”
Hangman: Yeah, but that was before we knew we could get up on this high horse.
Phoenix: Love the view up here. Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop.
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Iceman: When people say, “good morning,” they mean, “hello.” When people say, “how are you?” They mean, “hello.”
Iceman: When people say “what’s up?”
Iceman: They mean, “I am not a person worth talking to.”
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Slider, talking to Maverick: No hard feelings, but,
Slider: I hate you.
Slider: Not joking.
Slider: Bye!
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Halo, leaving Top Gun base and taking her hair out: sighs
Fritz: That was a wig?
Halo: You didn’t think I’d put my actual hair in a bun?
Halo: Are you insane?
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(before Bradley was born)
Goose: What if something happens to Mav and he never gets to meet my baby?
Goose: I don’t wanna hang out with some stupid baby who’s never met Mav.
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(before the mission)
Hangman: If you wanna worry about anyone panicking in the sky it should Bob.
Bob: Damn straight.
Hangman and Bob high five
Bob: …Wait why’d I high five that?
Hangman: ‘Cause you’re a sucker for a high five.
Bob:
Bob, in an excited tone: Damn straight I am.
They high five again
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(Hangman and Coyote in flight school before they got their call signs)
Hangman: Okay, just so we’re clear, from this point forward, my call sign will be Deathblade
Coyote: And I’ll be Rum Tum Tugger!
Hangman: No, Javy, no characters from Cats. Dig deep, think of something scary!
Coyote, immediately after: Adolf Hitler.
Hangman: No—
this is basically just the main characters from the movies. im srry😭
#original: brooklyn nine nine#icemav#hangster#iceman x maverick#rooster x hangman#incorrect top gun quotes#top gun 1986#top gun: maverick#tom iceman kazansky#pete maverick mitchell#cyclone top gun#jake hangman seresin#bradley rooster bradshaw#honckity
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"My lovely boy"
Jon Kent x Fem! Reader
INSPIRED BY : YES TO HEAVEN - LANA DEL REY
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Alien
Freak
Monster
He knew they were doing that just to get under his skin, he knew that. But he could not stop it. He cried. Superboy cried. Alone. In his childhood room, cying his eyes out. He was all alone.
His dad left him in charge of Metropolis while he was gone and he was not prepared for the things he would hear. I hurted him really. Since his return to Earth, it was not the same. Losing his one true friend, years under control of Ultraman changed him. Not only physical but even mental. He hated it. His years of childhood was stolen and it will never be brought back no matter how much he wanted and tried.
But right now the only thing he could do is cry. Cry, cry, cry and it hurted. Son of Superman, Superboy, Man of Steel it didn't matter everything hurt and it was horrible.
Jonathan sat there, his cries muffled by the fast breaths coming from his throat. His head hurts and it is absolutely horrible. First time he felt powerless and damaged in the worst way possible. He is alone, all alone and broken.
"Jon?" it was like a voice of an angel. Sweet like honey, warm as summer breeze.
"Oh Jon, what happened to you?" He hears the soft steps, coming close and closer, bringing feelings of love.
(Y/n), the fifteen years old girl, who stayed at his side since the time he got from space. If you asked Jon right now, when did they met, he wouldn't know. The only important thing is that she is here. An embrace he needed.
"Jonathan what happened? Are you hurt? Did something happen to Lois? Or your dad? Love talk to me..." There it was, the soft voice fron the East. Her soft British accent, he always loves to hear.
He smiles, lifting his hand to her face, his palm gently brushing her cheek. He loves them, the softness, the beautiful (s/c) that just settles with her eyes. She is perfect. More perfect than anything.
And you are a freak. An abomination to society. A monster of destruction. Alien!
Only the thoughts of those words, hurt him. (Y/n) watches as Jonathan breaks down, crying his eyes out, his voice barely recognisable, cover in wimps and muffled cries.
"Oh, Jonathan..."She hugs him and he gladly returns it. He needs support, he needs the help and she is here, with her arms open.
"It's okay Jon, it's okay. Let it all out..." with that words, Jon couldn't stop it, his cries became louder, his eyes watering and sending crocodile tears down (Y/n) 's deculte, as she hugs him closer. It was easier for him, she knows that, what ever happened it hurted him and this was his only way of getting his pain out.
(Y/n) lent herself on the bed, getting herself comfortable on the hard wooden floor. Her hands circled in Jon's hair as his head lays in her lap. It took Jon good half an hour to calm down and still you could hear small cries coming from his mouth. He curled himself into a ball, trying to make himself smaller with his head under (Y/n) 's safety.
"What happened that it broke you so bad?" She says as she tries to change her sitting position, resulting in strong arms wrapping around her torso.
"Don't leave me. Please..."
"Don't worry about that. I want just to make myself comfortable... What if we get you to bed Jonno?" he nods, still motionless on the floor. (Y/n) signs as she puts her hands under his arms, slowly lifting him up.
Surprisingly he was lighter than she expected, but it still resulted in her dropping to bed with Jon on top. (Y/n)'s face burns bright red, her body steel, while Jon on the other hand, buries his face in the crock of her neck, hus hands cycling around her waist.
"Jon this is a little awkward.. Could you-"
"Please don't go... I'm not a monster..." her heart aches from his words. Why did he think that? Why did he even put a mind to that?
"Oh Jon, oh my darling love..."She wraps her arms around his back, one of her hands finding their way to his hair.
"You are not a monster. You are the sweet man i met."(Y/n) says as she gives him a light kiss on his head. Jon slowly moves to her right, keeping her locked in his hands. She smiles looking at his puffy blue eyes, almost red from crying. She lifts her hand to his face, loving evedy part.
"My Superman. I couldn't ask for more." Jon's broken face turns into a sweet smile, putting his forehead on hers.
"(Y/n)... Am i a freak?" she just shakes her head, hugging Jon to her, giving him a light kiss on the forehead. He lifts his head, capturing her lips in his. The sweet taste if honey and love, filling his head. He loves it. It calms him.
"Never, my lovely boy. Never..."
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Rise of the Pink Ladies incorrect quotes
Its long as hell so imma put a post break here
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Jane: I think we're missing something.
Olivia: Teamwork?
Cynthia: Cohesion?
Nancy: A general sense of what we’re doing?
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Cynthia: Olivia isn’t answering her phone
Jane: I’ll call
Cynthia: Nancy and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-
Olivia: Hello?
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Jane: *Gently taps table*
Olivia: *Taps back*
Cynthia: What are they doing?
Nancy: Morse code.
Jane: *Aggressively taps table*
Olivia: *Slams hands down* YOU TAKE THAT BACK-
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Jane: Dammit, Nancy!
Nancy: What?! It wasn’t me!
Jane: Sorry, force of habit. Dammit, Cynthia!
Cynthia: Not me either.
Jane: Oh...Then who set the house on fire?
Olivia: *whistles*
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Cynthia: Is stabbing someone immoral?
Nancy: Not if they consent to it.
Olivia: Depends who you’re stabbing.
Jane: YES?!?
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*Jane's helping Olivia out after she gets injured, while the others are watching*
Cynthia: How does Olivia look?
Nancy: A little better than you, actually
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Jane: I think Nancy was right.
Olivia: I'm surprised she hasn’t marched in here to say 'I told you so.'
Cynthia: She wouldn't do that.
Nancy: You're right, Cynthia. For once in your life, you're 100% right. I would never say that.
Nancy: *turns around, the shirt she’s wearing says 'Nancy Told You So' on the back*
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Cop: You’re receiving a ticket for having three people on one motorcycle.
Cynthia: Shit.
Olivia: Wait, three?
Cop: Yeah?
Jane: OH MY GOD NANCY FELL OFF!!!
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Olivia: Apparently we’re getting someone new in the group.
Cynthia: Are we stealing them?
Nancy: New or used?
Olivia: Wonderful responses, both of you.
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Cynthia: You lying, cheating, piece of shit!
Olivia: Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD
Cynthia: I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING NANCY WITH ME
Jane, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now.
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Jane: *Trying to fill out legal paperwork stuff* Were you guys born AMAB or AFAB?
Olivia: Bold of you to assume I was born at all.
Cynthia: I personally was created in a lab.
Nancy: I just straight up spawned lol.
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Jane: Everyone, synchronize your watches.
Olivia: I don’t know how to do that.
Cynthia: I don’t wear a watch.
Nancy: Time is a construct.
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Cynthia: Sorry it took me so long to bail you out of jail
Nancy: No it’s my fault, I shouldn’t’ve used my one phone call to prank call the police
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Olivia: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming
Jane: Does anyone in this godforsaken group ever think before they speak
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Cynthia, struggling to keep upright in her 1 inch heels: Yeah, I-I don’t really think heels are for me
Olivia, pointing at her and walking flawlessly in sparkly golden 6 inch heels: WEAK.
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Cynthia: *holding a bottle* Is this whiskey or perfume?
Nancy: *chugs entire bottle*
Nancy: It’s perfume.
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Cynthia: I think I'm having a mid-life crisis.
Jane: You're like 15 years old
Cynthia: I MIGHT DIE AT 30!
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Cynthia: I learned some very valuable lessons from this.
Jane: I’m guessing they are all horrible distortions on the lessons you actually should’ve taken away.
Nancy: Death isn’t real, and I’m basically God
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Olivia: You're the love of my life and my best friend, I would do anything for you.
Jane: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule.
Olivia: Absolutely not.
(This could work with either sibling but I’m gay so you get gay people)
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Cynthia: Top 30 reasons why Cynthia is sorry... Number 5 will surprise you!
Olivia: Top 30 anime deaths. Number One: YOUR FUCKING ASS RIGHT NOW!!!
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Jane: So what’s for dinner?
Cynthia, staring at the food she just burnt: Regret
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Jane: WHAT’S YOUR TYPE
Olivia: Anything, honestly, but nerds especially
Jane, desperately, as Olivia bleeds out: YOUR BLOOD TYPE
Olivia: Oh! B positive.
Jane: DONT TRY TO CHEER ME UP JUST TELL ME YOUR BLOOD TYPE
Olivia:
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Cynthia: I'm 10 times funnier and sexier than you
Nancy: 10 times 0 is still 0 though
Cynthia: Jokes on you, I can't do math
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Jane: Can you please be serious for five minutes?
Cynthia: My record is four, but I think I can do it.
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Olivia: You often use humor to deflect trauma
Cynthia: Thank you
Olivia: I didn't say that was a good thing
Cynthia: What I'm hearing is, you think I'm funny
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Jane: Okay, truth or dare?
Nancy: Truth
Jane: How many hours have you three slept this week?
Nancy:
Cynthia: ...Dare
Jane: Go to bed.
Olivia: I don’t like this game.
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Olivia: In light of what you did for me, you can hug me for four to five seconds.
Jane: FORTY FIVE SECONDS?!?
Olivia: No! Four to five seconds!
Jane: Too late!!!
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Cynthia: Don’t worry, I have a few knives up my sleeve.
Jane: I think you mean cards.
Cynthia, pulling knives out of her sleeves: No, I do not.
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Jane: This is such a bad idea.
Nancy: Then why are you coming along?
Jane: One of us need to be able to talk the cops out of arresting us when this inevitably goes wrong.
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Nancy: If I die, my funeral is going to be the biggest party ever and you’re all invited
Olivia: If?
Cynthia: Great, the only party I’ve ever been invited to and she might not even die.
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Jane, to Nancy: My life is in the hands of an idiot!
Nancy, motioning to herself and Cynthia: No no no no no, TWO idiots!
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Cynthia: What if I press the brake and gas at the same time?
Nancy: The car takes a screenshot.
Olivia: For the last time, get the fuck out.
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Cynthia: If I accidentally sat on a voodoo doll of myself, would I be trapped forever in that position, doomed to starve to death?
Nancy: How am I supposed to know?
Olivia: You say, as if we don’t use you as a source of knowledge of the occult.
Nancy: *sighs*
Nancy: You wouldn't be trapped.
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Store Worker: Would a Ms. Jane please come to the front desk?
Jane, arriving at the desk: Hello, is there a problem?
Store Worker: points to Nancy and Jane
Store Worker: I believe they belong to you?
Nancy and Cynthia, simultaneously: We got lost :(
Jane: I didn’t even bring you guys here with me-
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Jane: Let me show you a picture from last night that really upset me
Nancy: Okay, but in my defense, Cynthia bet me 50 cents I couldn’t drink all that shampoo.
Jane: That’s not what I wanted to- you drank SHAMPOO?!
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Cynthia: I told Olivia her ears flush when they lie.
Jane: Why?
Cynthia: Look.
Cynthia: Hey Olivia! Do you love us?
Olivia, covering her ears: No.
Jane:
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*Cynthia and Nancy sitting in jail together*
Nancy: So who should we call?
Cynthia: I’d call Olivia, but I feel safer in jail
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Cynthia: Sometimes I drink milk straight out of the container.
Nancy: The cow???
Cynthia: What?
Jane: Nancy, W H Y?
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Jane: We need a distraction.
Olivia: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?
Cynthia, whispering: My time has come
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Cynthia: Hey, Olivia? Can I get some dating advice?
Olivia: Just because I’m with Jane doesn’t mean I know how I did it.
#nobody cares maddy#at this point that’s just gonna become my tag for this whole fandom#maddy says dumb stuff and no one listens#rise of the pink ladies#grease rise of the pink ladies#rotpl#cynthia zdunowski#jane facciano#nancy nakagawa#olivia valdovinos#incorrect quotes#incorrect quotes generator#sorry this is long as hell
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From the first moment i watched Kiseki i dont really feel like Chen is in love with the Boss. I dont get that vibe. I feel more like he is basically a father figure to him and Chen wants or needs to prove his worth to him (you know how asians parents-children are and all those filial piety shit lol). Especially in mafia world. On IG live when asked why CY try to force kiss AD the first time he said he feel like CY is the type of person that always needs to prove himself. The more u say he can't the more he wants to show you he can. That's why he is fixated on the Boss. Being chinese I guess I understand that. You always have to prove that you are worthy being loved or cared for sort if like am i worthy to be loved this much.. (i know it's sad) And yesterday in GTV bonus clip they were asked a question what attract him to AD he says AD is the type that "u beat/push him he wont run, you pull him he wont budge" and the rest they blip because spoiler .. my take on this is AD is his own person and he does something he does it completely. Unreserverdly. It overwhelms CY. Imagine that 4 years he beats himself thinking why... Do I deserve this kind of love from u? And he hints that hopefully there is going special ep about chenai where they talk about all of that...
Oh, yeah, his love for the Boss was always a kind of desperation. He loved what the Boss represented in his life and the safety and the strength that Chenyi wants so badly.
But romantic love? No. It's duty and filial piety and so many other feelings that he doesn't know how else to label. A lot of this definitely goes back to both of them and their childhoods and being rescued by the gang that brought them from danger and into safety or, well, as safe as a gang ever is.
Chenyi wants to prove that he's worthy of being rescued and the way that comes out and expresses itself for him is that mistaken love that makes him want to be found worthy, somehow, more worthy than anyone else because he needs to be found worthy and because it's the only way he can protect the other people in his life.
I think a lot about how much Chenyi wants to protect Ai Di and how much he sees Ai Di's lack of fear of death and willingness to die for him and how much Chenyi is torn between having Ai Di at his side and trying to keep him safe and getting him to consider a different life.
And then Ai Di chose to go to jail to protect both Chenyi and Zongyi. Ai Di chose jail because it was the only way to repay the two friends he had and the one person he loved so much he couldn't help but sacrifice for when faced with the choice.
Ai Di is his own person, stubborn and stiff necked and unwilling to bend because he is always convinced of his own correctness but also because he will not back down. Ai Di knows his own heart and he will not change.
And Chenyi loves that about him. He just didn't know how to balance protecting him and loving him. And now he's had four years without him to face that down and to realize that loving him is more important than protecting him but also that he has to have him in order to protect him and he wants to have him at this side.
I would love a special episode from Chenyi's POV because we need it and it would be great to see more of him and his love for Ai Di and how it changes and grew apart from him.
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SMUT ! ! ! Headcanons with cyno (Fem. Reader)
Can't stop thinking in these two scenarios for Cyno, don't ask me why i just did
Playing TCG or...
You know? Sometimes you think your boyfriend spend a lot of time in this stupid card game...sadly you can't say something bad about it he would be very sad and angry if he notices what you really think of genius invocatio.
one day you were really needy but that stupid game was more important right now for cyno...he has to update his deck with new cards maybe using a new strategy to win more matches in a next tournament or maybe just with his friends.
"I got an idea!" You say in your mind so meanwhile he was on his office you just try to get under the table were he was looking at the cards, obviously cyno notice you but he thought "she is gonna leave soon if i ignore her, she does this every time...*sigh*" but this time is different! You can't wait for him to take care of you like he does so now you are gonna make him notice you! Of course you are more important than a game.
You finally get under the table, you must be fast and do it right now! unbutton his belt..and you did, now you can't let it like that so..you start to touch him very slowly...cyno starts making noises...is he enjoying it? Good "i must continue" your mind says.
Cyno could not hide it anymore his new tcg deck is less important now! He couldn't deny it he needs you now! So fast as he could pulled your hair and said "Fine...you won, you got my attention"
Rolplay is fun! Let's try it.
It was one these days you were waiting for Cyno to come back from his tournament, you were pretty sure he won, I mean it's Cyno after all he is a professional about that game.
And wow what a surprise! He just came back after you were thinking about him, what a coincidence.
Y/n : what do you have rigth there?
Cyno: well, remember that we talked about a novel that is based on genius invokation? Well... I want you to try this outfit
Y/n : I- oh...that's a very cute..outfit!
A particular outfit was reveled by Cyno, it was just like the love interest of the protagonist of the novel...Thighs showing of course, black thigh highs and black lace langire, just exactly as that one female character you didn't expect Cyno to have those fantasies.
Cyno : can we...just do this for today?
Y/n : I- i don't even know how to act in character...I'm a bit nervous about it.
Cyno : don't worry it will be fine, I just *cough* I- i just need you to wear it for me.
It's just one night right? You can do it for him and you did use the outfit, it feels a bit tiny for your body type even a bit of your tummy can be visible but in the eyes of Cyno you are the most beautiful woman in the whole Teyvat.
You don't even know what to say to start this so called "roleplay" so you went to the basic lines of the damsel in distress.
Y/n : Thank you, oh brave hero from saving me from...that evil sir who got me in...this tower all the time! (Iam...doing this okay?)
And as you asked those questions in your mind Cyno's face were different like it was before now He was is a state of pure ecstacy.
He run just to hold you and whispers to your ear "I need you so bad now" you were so surprised that he wasn't even in character as you thought he will be but still you are firm to what you gonna do.
As it was about a beast he couldn't resist and he pushed you in bed a gasp scapes from your mouth.
Y/n : Cy- dear hero...is this the reward you want from me?
Cyno : ...
Y/n : Dear hero..?
Cyno wasn't even thinking about this roleplay anymore he was just thinking about the moment. He lifted your skirt so he could see your exposed cvnt.
You spread your legs in a way to affirm he can do it now. "If this is what my dear hero wants...I'll give it to him"
His two hands are grabbing your thighs making sure you can't scape from him, Cyno starts giving you small licks on your needy cvnt then after that he licks you up to down, small circles with his tongue make you go insane like you can't hold it, even if he goes slow on you, you just felt like touching heaven.
In your head you repeat it to yourself "just for one night, just for one night, you can get through this just one ni-" until Cyno started playing with his right hand with your clit and with his left hand is grabbing you even more harder than before...yeah just one night.
I haven't write in a while and it's obvious aghhhh I don't like this anymore BUT I had to finish it, anyway I'm back to my grave.
#genshin headcanons#genshin impact smut#genshin smut#cyno smut#smut#headcanon#cyno x reader#MDI!#please!#random thoughts!#very bad writing tho this one is an old one i dont even remember what i got in mind before...
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12, 15 and 25 for Vanica, Dante and Zenon :D
HELLL YEAHHHHH THE BITCHES LETS GOOO. HI CY :DDD
12. What's a Headcanon you have for this character?
Dante: He can't cook for SHIT. like as much as I love him (which is more then I will ever openly admit) bro can't make a sandwich or boil and egg so Vanica runs him out the kitchen with a wooden spoon. Also he can't drink. Homie is a lightweight and he hates that so much
Zenon: He really likes dancing! Though no one (except Allen) knows about it. Not even Vani and Dante. Plus he has a REALLY big sweet tooth, if their is a box of sweets in his field of vision he will leave nothing for the rest the siblings (this annoys Dante beyond belief )
Vanica: She is (somehow) a really great cook! She kicked Lucius out of cooking duty a month after she learned the basics. Dante has made the "Haha, your a woman and you cook" joke only once in his whole life because Vanica put rat poison in his food and uhhh it wasn't a nice experience. And she can sing too! Most of the time she acts like she can't just to annoy ppl
15. What's your favorite ship with this character? ( Doesn't matter if it's canon or not)
Dante: OHHHHHH BOYYYY UHHH. Sweet rat man, I love you (regrettably) but your ass is so fucking bitchless. The closest thing he has to a relationship is the fact that he is fuckbuddys with Lucifero, I won't count Yami x Dante as a ship bc it's literally just rat man being a weird ass mother fucker and getting his ass beat which is funny as shit. However I will say he is pansexual and he will get into a relationship with literally anything and anyone.
Zenon: There is only one correct answer. Allen x Zenon for LIFE. Because come on BC fandom that man is not attached to Wemon in any way, only thing he feels for them is fear bc of Vanica and his Mom. But moving on they are soulmate-coded and I will die on that, Golden retriever bf and Black cat bf
Vanica: Listen, all of Vanica ships are fucking soulmate coded ok??? (I'm dilulu shut UP) and I love them with my heart (except Vanica x Acier, not soulmate-coded but annoying cat x Tired mother of 4). I have three I would die for bc I am insane. 1) Vanica x Megicula and Vanica x Lolopechka really they give off SUCH old married couple energy I wanna DIE. 2) Vanica x Lolo x Gajah, it's the "We can fix her" mentality AND THEY SECSIDED THE MOTHER FUCKERS. They are very funny and funky but not everyone's cup of tea but it's ok.
25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?
Dante: My first impression was "OHHHH, he looks cool! (I also like the beard shot me) wonder what he can do" and now it's "Cring ass motherfucker pls stop being weird for the love of god (affectionately, I'm afraid), can you not have beef with an 18 year old?". Can you tell that I like him but wanna throw him of a clif?
Zenon: First impression "Emo boy, with a sad backstory incoming" I didn't care about bonehead at the start, I thought he had BANING magic but beyond that meh. And now "UHHH BABY BOY LIL WET CAT MAN BONE ASS IDIOT. can someone get this mans husband pls?" now I put him in my pocket and take him as far for house Zogratis as I can
Vanica: First impression "WEEEEEEE WEMON, IF HOT WHY EVIL???" I was uhh it was love at first sight honestly, same with Lolopechka so now I call them BOTH baby girls. Now "Oh baby- I would feel bad for what I put you through BUT I DONT SUFFER, then I wack her with the angst stick in almost all my Aus" really can you get more baby girl then Vanica? ( yes you can but SHUT up) she is both insane and has her mental health hanging on a thread, she really needs some tits to lean on and a tea to drink.
Thank you for the asks Cr!!
Asks for this are always open for any fandom I'm in!!
#black clover#v answers#vanica zogratis#dante zogratis#zenon zogratis#The Zogratis siblings#Really#they all need therapy
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MR. STREAMER ALERT! || CP.2
" W-What... What do you mean by that? " Tighnari stutter.
" Well, I know that you are having a crisis, and I'm just lending a hand. You know, helping you with money? ", Cyno smiles.
Tighnari tries to compose himself then say, " I don't need your money. Besides, I can find them all by myself " he slightly push Cyno and hand over the unfinished bento.
" Oh, come on now! " Cyno annoyed, " Is this because I told you a bad joke? "
" Partly, yes. But also, no. " Tighnari then start swinging himself. " I can't just accept your money, it's not like I'm disabled making me can't find my own money. I like being independent even though it makes my life hard " he slightly smile.
" So, you have issues huh? "
" That's was uncalled for, mister " Tighnari then stare at the man. " Don't you have other things to do? "
" Well, I have been waiting for how long... " Cyno starts calculating and show Tighnari with his 7 fingers up, " 7 months to talk to you. I can't just let this opportunity slipped! "
" What actually do you want from me? "
" I want you to stay by my side ", Cyno calmly say.
" The hell? That's sounds like a cheap confession to me ", Tighnari laugh, thinking it was a joke.
" Well, it is kinda cheap, but! I really meant it! If you stay by my side, I'll pay you. A week, with 100K Mora, is that enough? ", Cyno proposed.
" WHAT?! ", Tighnari screamed and fell of the swing. " Excuse me, but how did you get that much money from?! OnlyFans?! "
" Bold of you assume I do OnlyFans, love. I'm a big streamer, that's how I get my money from " Cyno wink.
" B-But... Why me? "
" What? It is obviously because you have such beautiful face, that smart brain of yours and of course, your personality. I like how you always turn people down. It turns me on " Cyno smiles.
" You are sure a weird one, Cyno "
" So, what do you say? "
" I think you are just going to use me for my body. And yeah, I don't know what to say about that yet though "
Groaning, Cyno face palming himself. " Don't you see? I am just trying to give benefits of being my partner "
" But we never date though. It's not even an official thing "
" Oh fucking Jesus Christ, come onnnnnnn "
" I afraid, I have to say no "
" God dammit! Why are you being difficult?! "
" And why are you being weird?! "
The two of them both screaming at each other then one of the neighbor just scream at them to stop the fight.
" Gosh! You youngsters go to bed! Fuck each other and shut the fuck up! There's people trying to sleep here! " The lady slam her window.
Silent, Tighnari just blush after what the lady said while Cyno just smirking at him.
Cyno grab Tighnari by his hand and put him up on his shoulder like a teddy bear.
" Ah! W-What the hell are you doing?! ", Tighnari kicking air.
" Getting you to my bed, obviously " Cyno smirks.
" I-I I do not consent this behavior! "
" Oh come on, I'm just joking. Come to my apartment first, then we talk about the contract "
" But you can just let me down! " Tighnari then bite Cyno's upper neck.
" D-damn! Stop doing that! My house is near here! Just let me carry you around! "
" Nah! I can walk myself! Stop treating me like a child! " Tighnari again, bite the other place.
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In the end, Tighnari was carried to Cyno's penthouse. He actually shocked how rich Cyno is.
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" Master... Cy...no? Who is that with you? " A personal butler curiously look at the annoyed Tighnari.
" He's kidnaping me! Please help kind sir! ", Tighnari pleading.
" Oh? Master Cyno, did you kidnap this young man? "
" Certainly not. Now, will you excuse us, I have words to talk to him " Cyno open up his door and look back at the butler " If my mother know about this, you will be fired "
In fear, the butler just aggressively nod.
" Good.. "
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[ SLIGHT NSFW ]
Cyno then throw Tighnari to his bed which made the man yelp. " Ah! The fuck!? "
" You sit there, let me see the hardwork you did on me ", Cyno then look on the mirror which his neck filled with hot red bite marks. He touch them and look at it satisfied. He turns to Tighnari and smirks at him. " You wanted me so bad, that's you starts giving me hickeys, Nari my love? "
" I.. I did that because you didn't let me go! I swear I did that because I want you to give up on me! " , for the first time, Tighnari look defenseless, like a little fennec under the jackal wrath. " I.. Please don't do anything to me "
[ NOTE: I'LL SAY THIS ONCE, BUT TIGHNARI IS A GREAT ACTOR! SO YEAH, HE JUST PRETENDING TO BE THE PREY HERE. I MEAN, HE'S A GENIUS AFTER ALL ]
Seeing Tighnari almost cry, he then look at him lovingly. " Well, then, I am sorry. I didn't mean to do anything to you, I'm just teasing you "
" Well, that's a bad tease! I want to go home! " he then take his bag on and tries to leave the room but somehow the door locked. " Wait.. why is it locked "
" Pftt.. ", Cyno laugh. " It's not locked, dummy. You just didn't do it right ", he walk to Tighnari and open the door himself. " See? "
Relieved, Tighnari then slowly walk out, watching Cyno who is walking with him.
" So uh, sorry, maybe I overreacted, here's my number. I can't give you the answer for it. It sounds like a Sugar Daddy-Baby relationship to me "
" It is " Cyno again look at Tighnari " But once you are mine, I will never let you go "
" What a freak you are. The fact we are in the same age, I don't know what to say " Tighnari then open the main door just to see rain outside.
' now, how the fuck it suddenly raining. For God sake .... I'm so tired of this bullshit '
" You want to stay for the night? ", Cyno suggest.
" You are not going to do anything to me... right? " Tighnari making sure.
" Obviously, of course not. I'm trying to get your trust first, and then, I want to devour your heart out "
" Man, you are kinky one. Hope I wouldn't fell for someone like you... " Tighnari softly say to himself.
" I heard that, you silly little kitsune "
" I'm a fennec, not a kitsune "
" Ok... foxxy... "
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I'm feeling kinky, so yeah, HAHAHHA
Chapter 1
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Day 4 of @cy-inky's challenge!!!
Today we get to have... YVES!!!!
Pairing: Yves x Reader
Prompt: "I think I love you." / Arranged Marriage
Genre: Fluff
It was prearranged long before either of us could comprehend the world around us. You and I were destined to be wed in a bid to unite our families. The only major downside is how passionately you believed in marrying for love. You have been fighting tooth and nail to get this wedding cancelled.
I can’t blame you. Though they decided we should marry one another, they neglected to give us a chance to even attempt to develop feelings for one another. A massive disservice to me since I did find you to be incredibly attractive, both in body and mind.
You were traditionally beautiful, bright eyes and silken hair. You were incredibly intelligent, versed in several languages as well as talented musically and artistically; courtesy of your strict upbringing no doubt.
But what I have come to admire most about you in these few short weeks we’ve gotten acquainted with each other is how incredibly bold you are. You aren’t afraid to express yourself, even at the cost of your parent’s wrath. They tend to berate you if you ‘step out of line’ but the way you live is so unapologetic. So free.
Even now as we sit beside each other taste testing various caterers I’m overcome with how expressive you are as you unabashedly shovel sweets into your mouth.
“This cake is far too dry. And the tart isn’t nearly sweet enough.”
I watch in eager anticipation as you bring one of the macarons I had prepared to your lips and pop it into your mouth.
“Woah, this is actually good!” You mumble, grabbing another.
“R-really?” I’m dumbfounded. You’ve had nothing but criticisms of the dishes so far, and hearing such a positive response toward my own dessert makes my heart leap. My face is incredibly hot right now as you turn to face me.
“Oh my gosh, Yves are you alright? Your face is so red!” You shout, reaching out and putting the back of your hand against my forehead. I recoil at your touch… I can’t have you knowing how much your touch affects me. But it looks like you may already have an idea.
“Uh.. erm… I … I’m the one who made those…” I mutter, turning my face away and looking anywhere but at you.
“Oh wow! I didn’t know you were so talented! We have to have these; can you make enough for all the guests?” You ask, excitement rising in your voice.
I swing my gaze back around at you in shock. Did you really want me to make them? And did you just refer to the wedding without disgust in your voice?
“Are you sure?”
“Absolutely! That way I can brag that my husband makes the most delicious sweets!”
“I think I love you.” I blurt, shame blazing through my body as I realize what I’d done.
You just giggle.
“I think I love you too, Yves.”
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i feel like i’m being demanding HEHSJEHSJ but if it’s okay, “nicknames” from the prompt list + cypress? like the first time mc calls them cy hsshsjsjs thank you!!
"That was shit," you murmur with a huff as the ball leaves your foot. Your shot goes whiskers away from the goal and hits the fence around the pitch.
Cypress de Vera is with you. You mentioned that you'd be going to do some private training, and they said they'd meet you there and help out. You can't tell whether it was butterflies you felt when they said they'd come. They're your idol, of course you'd feel something. It's just whether that's the only reason you're feeling something...
"You're leaning back too much. Straighten your posture," they call out, their arms folded as they watch you. "Go again." Cypress jogs over and expertly passes the ball back to you with ease.
You do go again. And again. And again.
Cypress doesn't give anything away by their facial expression. It's neutral, almost calculating as they look between you and the ball. "Slightly better."
You groan as you take a seat on the ground. There's sweat dripping down your face and you're sure there's a stone in your boot that's bothering you.
"'Slightly better' isn't good enough, Cy," you say. "'Slightly better' doesn't win us trophies. And aren't you the one who said that as a team we need to—"
"What did you say?" Cypress blurts out.
You look up at them to see them staring at you. "Huh?"
"What did you just call me?" they question.
You shrug your shoulders as you stand up. "Cypress, that's your name." You watch as they shake their head, and you think back, realisation hitting you. "Oh, Cy... can I not call you that?"
Cypress doesn't say anything for a moment. They just jog over to the ball as they rotate their answer in their head. "I don't..." they trail off. "I don't mind. I just don't hear it all that often."
"Everyone knows you as Cy de Vera," you remind them.
"Sure," they utter, "but that's a media thing, just the stuff that they used to print in the back pages of the newspapers for sales." Cypress blinks. "Only my brother and sister call me Cy, really."
"Oh."
Cypress kicks the ball back to you. "And you now," they say quietly after a long moment.
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YES PLEASE INFODUMP ON THE PISS SMP, I SAW AN INSTA POST YOU MADE IF IT AND I WANNA KNOW MORE/pos
OH MY GODDD AHAHAH LETS GOOO !!! MY EVIL PLAN TO SPREAD THE PISS SMP PROPAGANDA!!!!!!!!!! Okay so
In the beginning, we werent going to do lore, it was just meant to be a server for fun! Me and my brother explored and gathered materials for a while and he ended up taming a dog! Thats where the lore starts. It all started when that damn dog died.
So, he ended up naming the dog Piss, cuz it was funny, and we were exploring more at night. Piss ended up chasing after a spider and fell into a ravine and sadly passed away. (Now in character) Cyrus laughed his ass off, Ezra (he shares a name with my brother just bc he goes by Father Piss for the rest of the series) shouted "PISS YOU FUCKING DUMBASS" and it fucked him up pretty badly even if they both played it off like joke at first.
Cyrus and Ezra settled and started building their bases, however, Ezra was actually making a church. For a while he kept cryptically laughing and saying "oh my beautiful creation" and everyone was pretty worried, of course, but no one thought anything of it. Doc went off to build their base elsewhere (across the lake from the mainland since it was a small island only disconnected by a few blocks) and Cyrus went mining.
While everyone was doing their own thing, Cyrus kept dying in The Pit. It was just a small cave entrance that was really steep and there was lava and a ton of mobs in it, he died a lot from skeletons and burning. He's had a vendetta against skeletons since then and tends to avoid the nether as much as he can. Thats how he got his burn scars.
After that, Ezra finally finished the church. Everyone was invited to the grand opening! (Although in canon only doc and cy made it, ive rewritten it to where everyone else actually came) Ezra declared himself Father Piss, bringing peace and harmony to all the lands in the name of his dog, Piss.
The only problem was.. Father Piss slipped up, it was actually a cult. Cyrus was outspoken about not wanting to be apart of the cult, Father Piss declared him a traitor and killed him. Which is the first time anyone had really lost a life. (Death by mobs/environment arent permanent but DO cause permanent damage to the body over time. Death by players are limited to three before they stay dead. AND lives are counted by red hearts on the napes of their necks, they become black when a life is lost)
When Cyrus respawned they got into another fight, also ending in death. Out of fear, Doc impulsively joined Father Piss' cul- church.
Cyrus was exiled from the Pisslands (names by Father Piss of course) and wandered around the woods for a while. He began construction on a small house in the spruce forest but overnight Father Piss and his goons found it and vandalized it. Out of fear Cyrus ran to Doc, hiding out in their home for the next night.
Thats when he got a great idea! He created the entrance to his bunker on the hill next to Doc's house, Father Piss would've never guessed he stayed so close and he was right! He spent days making that bunker and over the following weeks he just grew more paranoid and afraid of Father Piss.
Eventually, Father Piss requested to meet with Cyrus, at Piss' grave by the ravine. They met up and Cyrus was led back to the church, skeptical but too afraid of angering him to protest. He ended up being imprisoned behind the church. He spent hours talking to himself and playing with sand as it was the only thing left in his inventory. He was scheduled to be executed the next day, however Cosmic busted him out! Laying down her first life for him to be able to get away.
Cyrus then decided to make a second bunker, connected by a LONG tunnel for him to escape through if needed. He spent months making it, he kept a nether portal in the second bunker and tamed a dog that Argent named Swaginator. His friends didnt visit him often, apart from Doc or Argent. He rarely left but when he did it was ALWAYS to see Doc, the love of his life. He was so clouded by anxiety that he wasn't able to be there for Doc. Doc was dealing with their own problems from within the church, not wanting to do Father Piss' bidding and unable to leave.
This put a strain on their relationship, but Cyrus really did try to make an effort. He began experiencing auditory hallucinations which only made his paranoia regarding Father Piss worse, which quickly deteriorated his mental health.
One day, he decided to go into the nether for some supplies to make his bunker look nice. He ended up running into Homeslice, one of Father Piss' goons, and he panicked. Not realizing that he hadn't been noticed he started swinging, he knew it was over as soon as the fight started. Father Piss had been alerted and the two of them cornered him to the ledge, before Father Piss swung his axe and took Cyrus' final life. His body fell into the lava pool below.
After a few days, he came back! As a ghost, he lost all his memories and the first person to see him was....Father Piss. It wasnt hard to trick him into finding his old bunker before raiding it. Ghostrus was completely unaware and blissfully complied with whatever Father Piss wanted for a while. Although he grew weary of Father Piss' instability.
Ghostrus built a house on a mountain near Doc's house and kept a close eye on them. He felt incredibly drawn to them but didnt know why, as he didnt entirely believe that they were married when he was alive.
Axel then joined, making a house on stilts in the sea, he became very close to Doc. Argent also became close to Doc, as they visited his restaurant often! Then again, it was the only restaurant and it was right next to her house. Slowly the three of them became friends and eventually partners.
Ghostrus on the other hand decided to start a taco truck, which was just a front for his drug business. He laced his tacos with coke to keep customers always coming back for more! Father Piss became hooked on his food.
More people moved into the Pisslands, the community grew and so did Argent and Ghostrus' respective businesses. He created a drug empire for himself, which gave him a lot of power. With the lack of memories and moral compass, Ghostrus created an image of himself to be the sweet and friendly taco truck owner. While behind the scenes he was a cynical and uncaring asshole.
He enjoyed the chaos that Father Piss created and became the worst version of himself for it.
AAAAAND THATS ALL WE HAVE SO FAR !!!!!! the rest is much blurrier and not concise so ill stop there, but thats the lore thats absolutely canon as of now ! Ty if you read this far :33
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Sorry for the late update everyone :P
Kinda been sick for the past few days and my wrist has been hurting quite a bit ;-;
Anyways, here's the fourth and final part of this little oneshot! Hope you've enjoyed it and sorry if it hasn't been the best it's been a while since I wrote anything
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.•♫•♬• 𝑷𝒕. 𝟑 •♬•♫•.
.•♫•♬• 𝑶𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝑷𝒕. 𝟒 •♬•♫•.
Crimson was about to reply with a sarcastic remark but was quickly stopped by Orange speaking in a gentle tone while placing their hand on Crimson's shoulder. "Don't let them get to you, alright, Crimson. Anyways, I suppose I'm the part of us that usually takes care of others and ensures everyone's well-being. It's just my nature to be protective and nurturing." Cyan stood anxiously behind Orange and looked up at them with a nervous glance before lowering their gaze once again. "And Cy here might be our anxiety and other emotional vulnerabilities. They tend to worry a lot and overthink things, but they also bring a sense of caution and carefulness to our decisions." Orange said reassuringly at Cyan, offering them comfort and support.
"So, how the hell do we get back to normal, huh? There some weird cult ritual shit we need to do or something?" Crimson said it in a passive-aggressive way, rolling their eyes. "Now that you mention it, how do we get back to normal? Does it have something to do with the swords, like how we got into this situation in the first place?" Orange said as they looked down at Four, each version of you holding the swords to their sides except for Gray, who was waving it around like a crazy person.
"Mhm. The swords should return you to normal when you hold them in the air with their points touching one another." Four said as he looked at each version of you, a hint of uncertainty in his eyes. Gray snickered at Four's words and finally stopped flailing their sword around as Cyan anxiously backed away from them, with Crimson shooting Gray an aggressive and dangerous look. Cyan looked around hesitantly before returning their gaze to Four and Orange, giving them a nervous nod of understanding.
"Alright then. Let's get this over with so we can get back to normal." Crimson said aggressively, their arms crossed impatiently, before skillfully and quickly spinning their sword into the air, the point of the blade pointing into the sky. Gray snickered as they approached the area where Crimson stood before speaking. "You know, you really are impatient. It kinda proves that you are our spite and rage, Crim." Crimson shot Gray a sharp glare, their eyes filled with fire. "Shut the hell up, ya dipshit."
Orange sighed softly as they pinched the bridge of their nose before glancing over at Four. "I assume this is similar in some way to how your colors act?" Four nodded in agreement with a small hum, confirming Orange's odd yet correct query. "Hm, how interesting. Well, I guess we should undo this whole split before we head back to the group and before Gray and Crimson start a fight with one another. Come along, Cy." Orange finished as they looked over to Cyan with a soft and kind look in their eyes before walking over to Crimson and Gray with their swords in hand.
Orange chuckled slightly as they saw how the others were ready to get back together and reunite into one. "Alright, is everyone ready?" "Hell yeah!" "Mhm." "Yup! Oh, can we keep this?" Gray said as they held up the torn-off claws of the Lizalfos from earlier in one hand. Crimson facepalmed as they groaned in annoyance, while Orange just sighed and spoke again. "Yes, but make sure it doesn't make a mess. It's still leaking blood, and it would be best if we didn't get it everywhere." "Yes! Thank you!" Gray said excitedly as they lifted their sword in the air. Crimson raised their sword as well, followed by Cyan and Orange, the points of all the swords connecting before a bright light enveloped them.
You opened your eyes once the blinding light had dissipated, your vision coming back and seeing no other versions of you standing around. It seemed that the fusion had been successful, and you were now the sole embodiment of your existence. Relief washed over you as you realized that you no longer had to split your mind and body with multiple versions of yourself. You patted yourself down to make sure you were completely whole—a subconscious act that proved you were whole once again.
You sighed in relief as you felt a weight lift off your shoulders. The confusion and chaos from that situation were finally over. You looked back at Four, who was staring at you as if you were some sort of divine being, as if you were the highest and purest living thing that could ever exist. You calmly walked over to him before carefully handing his sword back to him, his expression showing surprise and adoration for you. "Sorry about that whole situation. It was really weird, but still quite interesting." You said softly as he took his sword back with great care.
Four's eyes sparkled with gratitude as he replied, "No need to apologize. Your bravery and quick thinking saved us, after all. And I'm sorry for going through your stuff earlier." You couldn't help but smile at his genuine appreciation, feeling a sense of connection forming between the two of you. As the tension dissipated, you both stood there for a moment, silently acknowledging the unspoken connection that had been forged.
You chuckled softly after a moment before looking down at him with a sweet look, your voice coming out in a gentle and kind melody as you spoke to him. "It's alright, I forgive you. We should probably get back to the group before they start getting worried about us." Four seemed to snap out of his trance of adoration before letting out a little chuckle, his own voice coming out a bit smaller and more soft than usual. "Yeah, I guess so." He would never admit it, but he would much rather have more time with you and only you, not the other Links or anyone else.
You made him feel special and understood in a way that no one else could. As you both made your way back to the group, Four couldn't help but steal glances at you, cherishing the moments you shared together. He knew that the bond between you was something truly extraordinary and irreplaceable. Four couldn't help but hope for more moments like these, where it was just the two of you.
#linked universe#yandere link x reader#yandere linked universe x reader#lu four#masked!reader#melody-writes
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Lady Dior and the Seven Dilfs
Chapter 5: Rabbit Hole
Masterlist
You tidied your bedroom a little to make it more comfortable. you did some sweeping, you cleaned the window, and pulled out your carpet. You have your beanbag, scented candles, and those carts with wheels in white to fill in your midnight cravings. you have 2 small fridges to store your skincare and cold beverages.
you ordered a customized mattress to place in the bed frame. if you weren't so lazy, you would've replaced it with metal. you have a full XL bed with soft satin covers, you have your varieties of Squishmallow on top and an Ikea Blahaj plushie.
Moving to the window with beige curtains, you have your own desk. well, Price or Artofay never really told you about having to do paperwork but you have your military laptop with cute stickers around it because you hated the dirty yellow color. Beside it, theres a round desk mirror with a portable lamp to do your makeup and skincare.
It's nice to see outside the window too while at it. your clothes are neatly hung on a clothing rack. below it, there are a few boxes of the heels you brought. you took your time admiring your hard work in your own room until there was a knock on the door.
"Hi, (y/n). can we come in?" Soap peered to your level with Gaz behind. you leaned yourself to the door frame, crossing your arm "Is it gonna be 'how was your room makeover' or 'can I lay in your bed', Soapy?" you smirked at them eyeing your bedroom. "How'd you know? should've used witch as your callsign" Gaz laughs. well, you're not wrong. when you were busy in your own room, Soap wouldn't stop talking about the empty ikea boxes in the base's trash bin.
"Please. I'll cook you... what does American like.. Oh, Cheeseburger!" Soap pleaded with a try-hard puppy eyes. "Do not touch my Squishmallow." you stated and he sprinted into your bed the time you moved to the side. "(y/n), Knowing well you've been doing this all alone, I genuinely think you did a great job decorating a whole room," Gaz commented as he was looking through your scented candles. "It's more than decorating, this is my therapy and work out." you smiled at Gaz.
"God this is the softest fucking bed I've ever been in.." Soap buried himself into your bed. You just chuckled at the two snooping around in your room. you sat in your beanbag scrolling through your phone.
Gaz opened one of your small fridge, he was confused at the content. "(y/n), I know you're rich and all but.." you look up to him "...you drink nia..cy an mide?" he squinted his eyes at your niacinamide face serum. your eyes widen in terror. "Jesus, Gaz. I'm sorry sweetie but please put that back carefully." you pointed at the small glass pipette bottle he's holding. "Oh, I'm sorry (y/n)" he did what he was told.
"It's my skincare thing. you know those jelly things girls wear..." You smiled and got up. "the fridge don't just cool the contents, it kills bacterias in it too." you explained. showing Gaz your skincare routines. "can we do that?" Soap's head emerged from your covers. "Do what exactly..?" you glance at your bed squashed by a humongous man. "Jelly on face thing. can we do that"
you paused and looked at Gaz who is nodding in agreement. "What's your skin type?"
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"Si," Price called. "Here is the last ammunition. it's best we store the combat supplies now. Have you packed?" he gave the last two boxes to Ghost. "I have, capt." He coldly said before placing the boxes and scanning the trunk. he noticed something he hasn't seen, the biggest box in the corner of the trunk.
"What's this one?" Price looked up from the table. "Which?" "The one with carved LD, rectangular black box." Price paused for a moment before forming his mouth into an 'ooh'. "Princess's, those are customized," he said clearing the table off. Ghost got irritated hearing your nickname. "your favorite, I see." he closes the trunk angrily, it made the other car alarm go off.
Price quickly turn the car down with a remote and sighed, "Simon, please." he leaned to the table facing Ghost. "She doesn't even have respect the first she sees me," He walked towards the captain. "she's all 'I wear what I want' bullshit, that's a liability to us, Captain." he crossed his arms to his chest. "Simon, this is getting out of hand." Price defended, he scoffed beneath his mask. "She's the one getting out of hand, one day she'll make a mistake and all she can do is say 'Oopsie Daisy' like a little bitch." Ghost's voice grew angry.
"Simon, you do not call your superior-"
"Was." Ghost refute.
"She was, captain. I admit it, she IS the FBI's world-class multimillionaire soo much above us, richer than four of us combined. claimed hundreds even thousands of honors authentication from the governor, I know." He pointed at the small pink Barbie heels toy Price got for you as a map dummy.
"but she was demoted for a reason, and I know she will make a nuisance on the field." He rested his tensed fist on the table.
"Simon," Price sighs. "If I demote you from lieutenant, does that make you less valuable?" he knitted his eyebrow and looked through Simon's eyes. Price made him tensed slightly. hearing the word 'demoted' draws images of you in Simon's mind, but he kept his head high. "Depends on the reason, captain."
"what if the reason I relegated you was because you don't trust your own teammates?" Price tilted his head, digging for another complaint from Ghost. if he says he's not dumbfounded at Price's statement, He'd be lying.
"If I were you, I would feel the same, Simon. but just for now, please. Her first mission with us starts tomorrow, and I hope that changes your doubt." He opened a multipurpose screwdriver set. Ghost then sigh in defeat and glanced at his tactical wristwatch. '3.45 PM,'
Price gandered at the time too. "You have two something hours until our team meeting. Might as well unwind yourself for a moment. I want the meeting less personal and more rational could you do that for us, Simon?" Price said whilst fixing a device, dismissing Ghost softly. "Affirmative. I will take my leave, captain." Ghost bowed slightly and left Price alone in the garage.
upon leaving the garage, he found out that the shed and range remained untouched. taking a trip to the cafeteria, he lost his tea appetite due to the sudden tranquility. he noticed the box of Jenga and uno Soap brought to play with the team is in the exact same place.
"too bloody quiet." He muttered. he also found out there was nobody in the main bathroom. "Soap?" his voice echoed against Soap's empty bedroom, the same goes for Gaz's bedroom. "Where the fuck is everyone." He heard his own heartbeat and footsteps bouncing in the hallway.
he ran his palm to the top of his head, slightly anxious. He enjoyed the silence, but too silent is suspiciously weird for someone as loud as Soap and Gaz. But soon then he realizes after that your room is the last chamber he have not checked. He noticed that the door isn't closed shut, he took his time to eavesdrop.
"AND THEN BOOM he got hit by a big ass truck!" Your voice resonated. "Whaaat?!" Gaz and Soap's laughter is heard after. Ghost sighs in relief and decided to glance at the sight. your room was rather dark, the only thing lighting up is your Bath and Body Works scented candles.
Soap wearing a pink skincare bandana with a heart-shaped plush in front of it. his face is covered in some kind of a green gooey jelly-looking substance. but his eyes and mouth remained bare. Gaz's wearing a yellow pineapple imprinted bandana too, but the jelly thing he smeared all over his face is pink.
and you are wearing a white bandana, your hair is neatly tied with a silk robe that reaches your knee. but your thighs were exposed from the slit of the side making you look illegally divine. you have black jelly slathering all over your face. honestly, you guys were just wearing a jelly mask. something someone like Ghost would have no idea about. you can wear a clay mask and he'd think you fell to a cow shit.
"When I was on duty in Cali, the radio of our car actually played TS's song. I think it was like Lover or something, Gaz? remember that time?" Soap tapped Gaz's shoulder as you continuously nodding while filing your nail. "Yeah, and since then Soap was all about Swifties." the three of you laughed at Gaz's statement. "I'm not sure about my song of choice though, I.." Gaz shrugged his shoulder. "I listen to anything I feel like. mostly Beyoncè." Soap tilts his head to you, "Remember that one time about the awards drama thing?"
you clicked your tongue and threw your nail filers to the side, "is it the VMA? like that one time when Kanye said something like 'this is suppose to be beyoncè' type of shit, like who the fuck does he think he is, I love Beyonce but TS deserves that win too." you gossiped while tilting your head to Soap. "Girl, you know I think he's giving-" "Desperation." You, Gaz, and Soap said at the same time.
"That dumbass, quote on quote MADE Taylor Swift famous while she was winning an award-" Soap flicked your Prada magazine page while squinting his eyebrows. "How does that add up???" Gaz replied. "I know right??" Soap rolled his eyes.
you were laughing with the two until the corner of your eye caught a glimpse of another life."...Ghost?" Your calling made the two of them jolted, only to see He's leaning in the dark inside your walls already. "(y/n), you're delusional no one is-" Ghost took a step forward letting the light from your candle illuminates him. "Bloody hell you're scary" Gaz hides his face with the magazine Soap is holding.
"People smearing their face with colorized mud versus my existence. I think you're more horrific." He sternly said. Ghost was actually impressed that you noticed his arrival. "It's called Skinwalker, Ghost." Soap exclaimed. "..Skincare," you whispered. "It's called skincare, Ghost." he tuned again.
Ghost rolled his eyes and walked towards the three of you. you were laying flat on your stomach in your bed whilst Gaz and Soap is on the floor leaning against your bed. "There's space here if you'd like." you put yourself in a sitting position and patted the empty space of your bed. he pauses himself before deciding to join the three of you.
but as he sat down, there was a pause between the four of you. Gaz, Soap, and you glanced at Ghost whose making the bed sinking into him as if he was a dark hole.
but not long after that, a small creak and the sound of the bedframe breaking down made you, Gaz, and Soap yelp.
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Ghost watches you angrily dumping your duffle bag near his wardrobe. you were walking around his room placing down your necessities in certain spots. he lets you use his desk to put down a few bottles of your morning skincare.
"(y/n) I-" "Don't." you cut him off as you plug your mini skincare fridge into an available power socket. "I rather not talk about it, I won't beef about it I promise." You huffed your cheek in annoyance.
"Okay, you can use the bed on top. I'll use the lower mat-" "That'll do." you cut him off again. he was slightly irritated but your tone and words reminds him of how he'd treated Soap back when he was first assigned to him.
"Okaaay. I thank whoever is in the sky for whatever mess that happened tonight," you took a deep breath and close your eyes, locking your fingers together. "I hope with today's bad luck, tomorrow will go smoother." you exhaled dramatically. "Okay, I'm off to Capt's." you turned your back and left the room. "Byee." you sarcastically cooed as the door closes behind you.
Ghost sighed in defeat and eventually walked towards the door. but he couldn't help but notice a piece of Polaroid has slipped through one of your binders book. he didn't want to care but he's genuinely worried if it was important.
picking up the small square film, he flips it to see the content. God, you wish you saw his eyes widening in terror. it was someone's mug shot, with a concerning amount of bruises in the face.
On the board, it said 'Rick McRaynott'. Price's voice about your drug smuggling case that made you demoted replayed in his head. he looked over his own desk that you've occupied with her pink binder book and a few bottles of skincare he can't pronounce.
the cover of the book has a red lipstick kiss mark in the middle with a suspicious amount of doodles in the corners. on the center, it said 'Burn Book' with multiple cut-out letters. he scooted over and opened your book. On the first page, there was a thin FBI identification card with your picture printed too. it was inside a plastic and glued securely.
Federal Bureau of Investigation
(Y/N) (L/N)
Place and birth of date: Classified, */**/****
Rank: Executive Agent In Charge
status: Active on Field
card validity period: November 2025
Property of The United States Of America
in God we trust.
he sighed at the card and flipped the pages again. despite the repugnant content, there are multiple cat stickers and doodled flowers all over the pages. even a letter sticker saying 'Homicide UwU' and green tape with frog doodles around the edges of the page. he bit his tongue after recalling how many times he has snitched to Price about you because of his own personal hesitation. he felt guilty.
God, it looked like Leonard Lake's diary but it's all pink and glitters. he saw gruesome pictures of a soaked bloody machete with a note saying 'evidence weapon:3' in blue glitter ink. another picture of a presumably deceased Japanese man with the guts spilling out of a bathtub, followed by your handwritten note again. 'Koisheki (35), 8-10-2018' and a red stamp saying 'solved' over it.
he rubbed his temper in stress because there are multiple gut-wrenching pictures of the victim's dead body. but he lost it in the mug shot pictures with again, your handwriting. saying:
'Mateo X - Rania Gianvito Rossi Pumps'
'Alba R - Emmy London Rebecca Suede Pumps'
'Elioud H - Louis Vuitton Patent leather nude pumps'
he killed multiple people before, he saw gushes, wounds, and unexplainable injuries and he treated them well. but something about your 'Burn Book' surprisingly took a chunk out of his sanity. he never expected himself to discover that the classified stuff you went through before demotion was something that can shake his senses.
"Bloody fucking hell," He quickly places Rick's mugshot on the empty note saying '8 Inch black heels PLEASER BEYOND' assuming that it's where the film belongs.
he fast walked from his room towards Captain Price's office. rethinking his life choices about going through your binder clip. As he was walking, he thought about all the contents. Mid-walking, he stopped in his tracks and inhaled sharply at the sudden realization.
Those abhorrent pictures in the mugshot weren't just assaulted criminals. it's your handwritten records of which high heels you've beaten them with.
you've been working alone. you tortured those bandits by yourself, with your heels.
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"Alright," Price spread open the rolled map on the table, right in the center of the room. Ghost's eyes haven't left your head, but you didn't notice this. Price placed a few pawns on top of the map and colored Sharpies. the small pawn toys consist of a Barbie heel, a skull toy, a cap, a fish, and a bullet. "How come you get to be the cool one?" Gaz picked up the small fish toy. "I think the fish reminds me of you when we went fishing in Islamorada." Price chuckled as he wrote down something with the marker.
your eyes glistened in awe as you pick up the small pink Barbie shoe. you felt Soap's hand around your shoulders. "Let's be tactical, yeah Dior?" He chuckled to you as you look up at him. "affirmative, sir" you playfully leaned to his side.
Time flies as Price plans out the mission. for some apparent reason, the kidnapper hasn't really contacted anyone in the authorities for bail money. After a few talks and conclusions, the hostage is needed alive. you pointed at a specific spot on the map, "Hostage situation is always needed alive. Unless a ransom is fulfilled, they either dismiss her or eliminate her. But in this case, Its obvious that they don't want our interference." you concluded.
"I think it's best if we do a translucent scout complaisant...which sounds stupid." You said, placing your Barbie heels on top of the Scrabble in the map. "...bargain search and clear?" Gaz commented at your statement. "That sounds stupid too, I guess."
"That's not a bad idea, Dior." Price moved his bullet pawn beside yours. "Soap hijacks cctv, Gaz look out. Capt and Lt could do the sweeping," You drew a few lines around the map. "And you? gonna sit still?" Ghost hissed. "I was about to say I'm gonna lurk with Soap's vision but since you said that, maybe I'll change my mind." You sarcastically shrugged.
"Bloody fuckin hell." He muttered. "Is 'bloody fuckin hell' your signature catchphrase or all british says that" you raised your eyebrow which irritated him. but he held back after the content im your book replayed in his mind. "I think that was extraneous but I do agree about the lurking part." your eyes sparked at Price's.
"(y/n), are you going to use your compound?" Soap drawed a few lines in the map, which caused you to look at Price with sad eyes. "we have that choice, you think the one you broke is the only compound in the world?" he chuckled. "I mean, I'm confident to hit streaks. maybe I'll need a lot of arrows that can crush skulls." You place your finger in your chin, "For plucking eyeballs, I need the ones with a contracting stemmed bullet point." you added.
"we have that. were heading to the headquarter first before Urzsk, I'm sure they have multiples kind of arrows with a bunch of stocks." Price said looking down proudly at the plan they've discussed. "or you should hold at least two handguns, just in case." Gaz continued, you smile at him in agreement.
Task Force 141 decided to intelize the kidnapper, bait with bail, get to the location, clear and go home. easier said than done, thats one. "They won't hesitate to kill her if we made the wrong move, I think the biggest responsibility will be at my stake." you tightened the bow in your robe. "Then don't make the wrong move or shake the pot." You frowned at Ghost's statement.
"Alright off to bed you kiddos, we should leave earlier in the morning, avoiding rush hours. pack for a week, snacks for 3 hours, I drive. dismissed!" Price clasped his hand and tidied the map. you rolled your eyes and left the room.
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You stretched yourself in your...well, Ghost's bed. but technically its kinda yours for a few night until they replaced your bedframe. but you have your covers and a fluffy blanket to keep yourself cozy.
you used your eyecover and layed facing to Ghost's bed. usually at this hour, you're busy scrolling TikTok to see Leon Kennedy thirst trap edit, Tumblr to see Miguel O'Hara nasty fanart or Ao3 to catch up your favorite fanfics of other fictional dilfs you worryingly simp over but tomorrow is a big day for you.
you heard the door creaking open and closes. you knew who it was so you don't bother to see who it is. you could hear him laying on his bed and taking his time to position himself comfortably. you pay no mind.
"(y/n)-" "No." you cut him off. your peace is disturbed as you feel your jaw is gripped with strong palms, yanking you up from the bed. "You bloody fucking look at me, y'hear?" you pressed his buttons too much now.
"Well I definitely can see you right fucking now, Ghost." you hissed, your eyelids fluttered as he ripped your sleeping eye mask off. "Hey!" you slapped his wrist off your jaw. his hand is fucking hard. "You rip my shit, I'll shove your balaclava up your ass!" you take over your eyemask checking for any signs of torned. "What is wrong with you? are you mad at me because I drank tea with milk or what?" You faced him fearlessly.
"Nu uh, you're just bloody fucking annoying," he sternly said. "and you better not fuck up tomorrow's mission." your mouth falls agape at his judgement.
"Fuck you mean nu uh, I ain't done shit." You crossed your arm in annoyance. "You better have some respect for your lieutenant tomorrow, because we're going tactical, you fucking demoted shit." He threateningly pointed at you. "When the lieutenant has earned my respect, then I'll be fucking tactical, brits." You fumed to him, he glared daggers to you and tilt his head disturbingly whilst you put your eye mask back on. "I'm sorry?"
"apology accepted." you pull your blanket over your head, huffed and sleep facing back from him.
He was stunned.
Ghost, a man of war. there's no way he is going to sleep easily, hell the last time he slept comfortably was definitely when he came to his apartment back in Manchester. Which was a long time ago, he has severe insomnia.
You were softly breathing in your sleep, which was good. you definitely didn't have dirty thoughts about your fictional men before you fall asleep. Ghost in the other hand, he has your binder book in his bed and his laptop dimming the light. everytime you turn in your sleep, he'd briskly pull his cover so you wouldn't see your book in his hands if you were about to wake up.
he enjoyed the silence and the soft muttering you made as he was researching your past cases. he found out a lot of things.
your personal beef with Sheperd, the classified governer's website and how to access them. A lot about Kate Laswell and other people. he even managed to dig himself into your records back when you're in a private military school.
He sees your flaw, your strength, your insecurities, pictures of your childhood, pictures of you proudly cuffing your first felon, picture of you and Kate Laswell when she got married to her wife, and a copy of your demotion letter. with a handwriten sticky notes below it
'Fuck the military' he rolled his eyes as he read it.
he found out about your mom, but not your dad. which is weird to him. he actually gets to learn about you, even your ex lovers. he knows your specific customized starbuck drink, knew your favorite food, your period cycle, knew why you were so petty to everyone, your Leon Kennedy obssession, why you bitch a lot, why you wear heels all the time, why you-
"No please don't.." Ghost pulled his covers in reflex. "...Dad, could you not do that... I can't.." he gazes his eyes to you sleep talking.
"No I dont like this, can you make it stop... please"
'Jesus, she better not be cryin, I ain't paid enough for that.' he got up and sat in his bed watching your voice shifting from talking to whimpering, listening to every word you muttered in your sleep.
Unfortunately, his expressions changed when you started to hyperventilate.
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💌 :3
OH, YOU WANNA DO THIS? WE CAN FUCKIN DO THIS!!!!! Do not make three mouth at me we can fuckin do this
I am once again saying that Tumblr Mutual is an incredibly funny way to refer to you, my boyfriend from real life, but let’s GO. (Also note from the future it’s 1am and I did 100% kind of lose coherence halfway through this. However,)
Right off the bat. INCREDIBLY cool I’ve been saying this for years now and if you poke me when I finished typing this I can pull up receipts. Top ten Coolest Guys I’ve Ever Met in the most stereotypical definition of that word possible. Yk. The vibes are off the charts
We’ve covered how you’re gorgeous but I’ll do it again now that I don’t have to hold back: god FUCKING damn. god FUCKING DAMN!!!!! and also your VOICE what the FUCK you sing so goddamn well and I’m really really normal about it?? ALSO AGAIN. INCREDIBLY FUN TO DO MAKEUP ON EVEN FOR NON GAY REASONS. also the SKIPPING and the swinging my hand at knotts you’re literally adorable Jesus Christ
also I love the way you care about people— the way you remember things they say and like and are and bring them back up?? I just think that’s very cool (top ten things I can’t remember if I ever wound up saying but have been thinking since you started sending Cy zine apps)(also you held my hand and pointed out all the scare actors and I love you for that)
ALSO. ONE LINERS GUY. POETRY GUY. HOLY FUCKING SHIT. you’re so goddamn good with words I don’t think I’ll ever be over it!!! (also. Definitely never gonna be over hearing you read them. Agh.)
Also. Relatedly. you’re fucking hilarious. All the time. I laugh so much around you.
Good taste in music. Good taste in media. Good taste in vibes and aesthetics. Good taste in blorbos both store bought and homemade. Incredibly chewy takes on all the above. Incredibly fun to talk to about all of them. 10/10
INCREDIBLE hugs also and very very comfortable to put my head on and also YOU CAN PICK ME UP WHAT THE HELL. WHAT THE HELL. what the hell. That’s my job!!! Also you’re WARM?
Also this is not so much a you problem but you have really cool coworkers 10/10
We are setting aside all of the synesthesia shit you do to my brain until it’s not 1am and I can describe it better but you’re so down there you’re so in the dark and in the blue and in the red swirly and there’s the big light coming down and clouds around the moon and maybe a beast that’s too big to even see. TLDR. The Big Deep Dazzling Dark. that’s you. Honorific.
Top ten guys to hang out with ever also if you haven’t gotten that from the. Everything. Where’s the quote about knowing you can get along with someone if you can sit comfortably in silence for half an hour. that’s you. Also very easy to trust which I don’t know how to elaborate on but like!! Top ten guys who are safe to show things to and enjoy things with!
TOP TEN NICKNAMES GUYS ALSO. NEVER GONNA BE OVER THOSE EITHER.
There’s no way to phrase it without sounding insane but the way you?? move through the world??? is really really cool to me you’re just out there!!! You just come across as knowing yourself really well? Unsure how to explain it
ALSO. PREPARED FOR LITERALLY ANYTHING AT ALL TIMES. JESUS CHRIST. you have everything anybody could possibly need ready to pull out at a moment’s notice that was incredibly impressive. relatedly. the way you have recommendations for literally everything at all times?? Holy shit??? Also incredibly impressive!!! Goddamn!!
Also you can talk about things really well which is both impressive and also just always really cool to listen to! Good takes and effectively phrased and it’s just genuinely interesting no matter what it is 10/10 could listen to it forever
Also good driver holy fuck oooh baby when that LA traffic,
Also it’s funny when you bitch at all the surrounding cars 10/10
Also once again. HOT. also once again YOU SHOWED ME YOUR HOMETOWN 😭. also once again some of the most fun I’ve had in the last Ever this weekend we’re so out there we’re so fine we’re so back. Also once again WARM and COMFORTABLE and INCREDIBLY FUN AND FUNNY TO WATCH THINGS WITH I love the way you make your gay little comments and I love your gay little earrings and the things you do to my vocabulary and I love watching you dissect things and your reaction images compilation and your emojis aslo and I love the guy I am around you and I love how you talk about things and the way you write and the way you know me better than I ever could have expected and the way you act and behave and Are and the way you scheme for people I don’t think we even got into the absolutely off the charts generosity and I love your taste in everything and I love making blorbos and stories with you and it looks like you can cook really well and I love how you’re so easy to be comfortable with and I love how you’re so myths and stories and fairytales and I love how you can talk so well and I love how you’re so wetboy and so fishes and so water and so moon and I love how you think of me like the sun and I love being red and blue and I love how you can commit to the bit and to the aesthetic and I love you and you smell good also and there’s definitely more but it’s almost 2am now and I’m losing words so I’ll come back to this in the morning bc I’m definitely forgetting things and they’re Important
Tldr. Holy fuck.
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Counselors in Training
A different version of this ROTPL fic thingy I got a while ago where Jane and Cynthia are camp counselors instead of the campers.
Jane was sitting on the bench near the camp garden. She was just relaxing enjoying this moment.
“Hey Jane!” Cynthia said
“Cy- Gadget! What are you doing here?”
“C’mon, We can use our actual names, nobody’s around.”
“Yeah, but I’m still getting used to mine.” Jane crossed her arms. “And you know what Echo says- campers are everywhere.”
“Whatever you say… Sunshine.” Cynthia smirked. “So, your unit is riding horses? That’s fun!”
“Yeah I’m pretty excited but that’s nothing compared to stand-up paddleboarding.” Jane said. “Did you need to talk to me or were you just saying hi?”
“Oh, Jackalope, Dragon, and Shark were looking for you.”
“Tell them I’ll be there in a second.” Jane said. “I was just distracted for a moment.”
“Well, they’re waiting at the cabin and I think you should go now, It’s a long walk over there and they might be a bit worried for you, yknow, eaten by a bear or something.”
“There aren’t even bears here.”
“I’m just teasing.”
“Alright, see you later, Gadget.”
“See Ya, Sunshine!”
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Random camp hype for no reason I really just want to be at girl scout camp guys
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Nikka! I’m crying and banging my head against the wall at how talented you are when it comes to songwriting because I could neverr have the skill set 😫 however I do have angst & Evren lyrics for you <3 (they’re shit though so don’t perceive me!!)
Less angsty to start with—after Second Coming and Evren meet and become friends, I see him happily name-dropping them in their new song (I’d like to think the song is just a fun vibe, it’s currently title-less though):
More angsty! Evren going to the studio at like 3am after that ‘breakup’ argument with Max, and he’s hurt and pissed off.
I imagine he called Cypress on the way there because ✨rant about the girl you love to your best friend✨ and Ev’s all like “Cy, you’re awake!” “I’m more worried that you are” “it’s cute you’re concerned about me, I’m driving to the studio anyway” “why…? Evren, wait, are you still hung up over Maxine? you can come over and we can chat, my siblings are asleep” and Cypress is genuinely upset and concerned bc he’s seen Evren heartbroken before “Cy, as much as I’d love that, I do need to let some frustrations out”
He calls his band and FaceTime’s them whilst he’s at the studio too—and they all pretty much know about Max and him—but also that when any of them call each other at stupid o’clock it means that there’s a song idea brewing.
Obvs had to name the song after their ship name:
I imagine when he performs this on stage that the fans sing back the bits that are in italics.
And when he has to go on talk shows and social media and promote the song, the question he gets every single time is “who’s the pretty red head?”, and he’ll just genuinely smirk and come up with witty answers like “well, listening to the song won’t be fun if I tell you”
And when nice interviewers ask how he’s doing I imagine him saying, “oh, yeah, I’m okay now. it happened, I wrote a successful song about it, and the good things I said about her are true and that won’t change”
But also him being nervous af to contact Maxine bc she could absolutely hate the song and he’d be ready to apologise for the argument in the first place, but he’d text after a few days like ‘hey, are we good? x’ and then like another one an hour later like ‘by any chance, do you know if your ex hates me??’
MILA SHUT UPPPPP OH MY GOD
no wait cause after the second coming name drop i can imagine max hitting evren up as soon as she hears the song and tease him like “if you wanted to collab all you had to was ask” NDJSJSKSKSK and the tennis references mhm i think he did it for me 😌🥂
and oh my god the cypress cameo 🥹 my favorite boys talking about love problems 🥹 no cause you don’t understand. i love ev’s friendship with everyone but his bond with cy just sits SOOOO right with me. it’s like cy acts like a big brother to him and evren acts like a cool uncle to the mini de veras <3
“i could never have the skill set” NOT YOU LYING TO MY FACE AS IF THE LYRICS OF SOMEWHERE THIS WORKS DONT FUCKING SLAP ?????????
knows i’m better than her ex, ain’t even talkin bout the sex
like after every ride we weren’t fucking high and she hits me with “we should be friends”
SHADE HER EVREN!!!!!! SPEAK YOUR TRUTH!!!!!! HDJSSKKSSJ PLS IM GOING INSANE OVER THESE LINES ACTUALLY
and the miracles verse….. “prayed to lady jesus in church”……… i just know your pen was on fire like i’m not kidding i wish i wrote that verse i’m gonna steal your brain
and the “calm during our storms” he really said OUR 😭😭😭😭😭😭
evren acevedo if things also don’t work out with miko i’m single and ready to mingle
But also him being nervous af to contact Maxine bc she could absolutely hate the song and he’d be ready to apologise for the argument in the first place, but he’d text after a few days like ‘hey, are we good? x’
i don’t think maxine could be pissed at him calling her out at the “we should be friends” line even if she tried like. she’d be impressed tbh 😭😭😭😭 like she would reply with a spotify screenshot with stw on repeat then she’d quote that line in the first verse to him and go “YOU DID NOT” NDNSMSKS but before evren could think she was serious she’d send another text “JK YES WE’RE GOOD EVREN THIS IS SOOOO GOOD” and considering the emotional weight of the argument that inspired the song, maxine 100% would stop herself from making a joke about how he “prayed to lady jesus in church” because she definitely had him kneeling a few times 🫢 sdhdjskkaks
‘by any chance, do you know if your ex hates me??’
HE’S SOOOOO 😭😭😭 the contrast between the wild ace and evren is so funny yet so endearing to me he’s such a cutie pie <333
max would say something like “idk and idc. i like you- *backspacebackspacebackspacebackspace* “idk and idc”
#i never realized how nice it feels to have someone write lyrics about my character too mila you literally made my day thank you ilysm 😭😭😭😭😭😭#we love an author lyricist and future nurse in this household#au: somewhere this works#mila ✨#nikka answers
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