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Scattered (Yugyeom)

Originally posted by magiccastles

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 1,719

Summary: A brutal breakup leaves Yugyeom alone in a new city where he is reminded of his past relationship, he soon finds out that the brutal breakup affected y/n more than he would ever want it to.

A/n: I really hope you enjoy reading this, I worked really hard on it so please enjoy it!~Joy

Yugyeom had headed home from a long day of practice when he saw you and the boys playing a game, he felt annoyed looking at you and saw that you were handing a lunch box up for him. “Babe, you’re home!” You smiled brightly, as you walked up to Yugyeom handing him the lunch box.

“I’m not hungry” Yugyeom grumbled as he pushed passed you, you just smiled and tried again.

“You just came back from practice, have some food!” You offered again as Yugyeom turned to face you, hitting the lunch box out of your hand as it broke on the floor.

“I said I’m not hungry!” Yugyeom snapped as you shuddered from the sudden anger.

“You didn’t have to knock it out of my hands” You muttered as Yugyeom clenched his fists.

“How else was I suppose to get it through your thick skull?” He shouted as all the boys started to get up.

“Yugyeom, chill” Jackson cautioned as Yugyeom shook his head.

“I’m done…” He whispered harshly as you widened your eyes.

“You’re done?” You asked as Yugyeom nodded, “what do you mean?” You asked as he started to gather your stuff.

“I’m done with coming home to this! I hate seeing you, I’m tired of this, I want you to leave” Yugyeom snapped as you took a step back, taken back with his sudden aggression.  

“Yugyeom, don’t do this” Jaebum warned as Yugyeom snapped his neck to Jaebum’s direction.

“How about you back out of this? You don’t know how hard it is to be with her, she’s boring…Everything we do is boring, even the sex is boring.” Yugyeom hissed.

“Yugyeom!” Mark snapped as Yugyeom rolled his eyes. 

“Can you all back out of this? I fucking want to speak” Yugyeom shouted, now facing at you “I hate that I can’t even come home without seeing you, I want to be able to sit at home without someone fucking breathing down my neck.”

“I’m sorry Yugyeom, I didn’t know I was becoming this annoying… I can start coming less? Maybe just twice a week?” You offered as Yugyeom groaned.

“You don’t get it! I don’t want to see you anymore, I’m breaking up with you!” Yugyeom shouted as you felt tears run down your face.

“Yugyeom, please! Don’t do this, I love you!” You begged as he scoffed, grabbing your coat and bag off of the couch and threw it at you.

“Get out!” He growled, as you ran out of the house in tears, Yugyeom felt happy to finally be free but everyone looked at Yugyeom with shame but mostly disappointment. 

A year had passed since that day and Yugyeom had decided to move to another city nearby to “find himself.” It was late at night and Yugyeom decided to travel through the streets to see what the nightlife of the city had to offer. He strolled down to a tiny store that sold cute cakes which reminded Yugyeom somehow of you. He remembered that you loved to bake cakes for the boys and him and it just made him think of the night, after the breakup Yugyeom did nothing but party and talk to hot girls, but he was never looking for a long term relationship. He often found that after the fun night all Yugyeom really wanted was someone to cuddle, but the girls were out of the house before Yugyeom could even open his eyes. He wondered how you had been since then, he wanted to talk to you but he knew that you probably changed your number or that you wouldn’t answer his phone calls. Yugyeom thought to call Jackson to see how you had been doing since you and him were so close. Yugyeom picked his phone out of his pocket and dialled Jackson’s number. “Yugyeom? It’s 1:30 in the morning, why are you calling me?” Jackson mumbled as Yugyeom smiled.

“Hey, Jackson! Haven’t seen you in awhile…” Yugyeom started off, as he heard Jackson groan.

“What do you want?” He cut to the chase as Yugyeom cleared his throat.

“I just wanted to know…” He started again as he heard Jackson hum, “If…”

“Look Yugyeom, if you’re gonna waste my precious sleep time I’m just gonna end the call now.” Jackson yawned as Yugyeom widened his eyes.

“Don’t!” He screamed as he looked around to see the other citizens look at him funny, Yugyeom coughed as he headed into an alley way. “I mean, I just wanna know how Y/n has been…” Yugyeom could hear Jackson choke on the air after hearing what had come out of his mouth.

“Well, this is new…” Jackson started as Yugyeom anxiously gripped on the phone. “She hasn’t been heard of since the breakup.” 

“What do you mean? You’re telling me that you cut ties with her after I broke up with her?” Yugyeom asked, a little surprised that Jackson would ever do that to y/n since he seemed like he would always choose y/n over Yugyeom.

“I wouldn’t say that…” Jackson denied a hint of sadness woven into his sentence. 

“Then what happened?” Yugyeom asked as he could hear Jackson take a deep breath.

“She went missing…On the night you broke up with her she just vanished! Never to be seen again, some say that she killed herself.” Jackson explained as Yugyeom scoffed.

“You make it sound like an urban legend, how do you not know what happened?” Yugyeom asked as he could hear the sigh from Jackson.

“Well…There was an article about a girl who committed suicide and jumped off a bridge, her body was never identified so we had a funeral for y/n the week after you left.” Jackson explained as Yugyeom felt his heart drop.

“W-why didn’t you guys tell me?” Yugyeom stuttered, trying not to choke on his own tears.

“We didn’t think you would care, after your brutal breakup and all,” Jackson replied a hint of bitterness directed to Yugyeom.

“I didn’t know she would kill herself.” Yugyeom shouted, trying to protect himself “Is this why none of you call me anymore?” 

“You killed my best friend, what’d you expect?” Jackson bitterly replied before hanging up. That night, Yugyeom couldn’t sleep at all, he kept thinking about how he could have kept his anger down and could have kept you alive, but instead, he decided to yell at you till you ended your own life.

It was the next morning and Yugyeom realised that he hadn’t gotten a single wink of sleep, he decided to go to the tiny cake shop to get something sugary to wake him up and hopefully some coffee. He went to the cashier to see a very flustered girl, the name tag stated her name was Mina. “Morning! What can I get you?” She asked as she tried to keep a professional voice.

“Can I get a double double and perhaps even a tiny slice of strawberry cake?” Yugyeom ordered as she nodded, punching the order in.

“You’ll very much enjoy the coffee and cake here, we have the best in the city!” Mina cockily added as a way of advertisement. 

“You’re incorrect, my girlfriend makes the best coffee and cakes in the whole wide world.” Yugyeom smiled sadly as Mina’s smile turned into a frown but back into a smile.

“Oh? Well perhaps leave her phone number so we can hire the best in the world.” Mina joked as Yugyeom laughed.

“I wish I could, but she passed away just a couple months ago.” Yugyeom sadly added as Mina coughed, suddenly the air tensed up.

“I’m so sorry for you loss” Mina squeaked as Yugyeom shook his head softly.

“Don’t be, you’re not the one who killed her.” He added as Mina looked at the line.

“Well ah, here’s your order?” She smiled handing Yugyeom his order as fast as possible. Yugyeom nodded as he headed to the table, he took a sip of the coffee and then a bite of the cake, instantly memories flooded through his mind. He was reminded of all the times y/n would come to the practice room with a cake for the boys and him to share. The coffee reminded him of how y/n would make him coffee after he slept over. Yugyeom went up to Mina with the look of shock of how similar the taste of coffee and cake were.

“Who made this?” Yugyeom asked as Mina’s eyes widened and she quickly ran back to the kitchen to bring someone out. Mina had grabbed you out of the kitchen and your eyes had met with Yugyeom. Yugyeom’s eyes widened as he saw you.

“Y-y/n? I thought you were dead?” Yugyeom stuttered as you looked at him with shock.

“Why would I be dead?” You asked him, as you crossed your arms.

“Because Jackson told me that you killed yourself after I broke up with you.” Yugyeom began as you looked at him with shock.

“As if I would kill myself after you broke up with me…I’m not like that.” You scoffed as you looked at him with disgust.

“It doesn’t matter anymore, I missed you so much!” Yugyeom smiled brightly as he tried to get behind the counter to give you a hug.

“And who said I missed you?” You asked him as his eyes widened once again.

“Look y/n, I’m sorry I hurt you…I was just overwhelmed with the attention you were giving me and I needed a break.” Yugyeom confessed as you scoffed.

“And what makes you think that you can come back crawling to me and I’ll forget about everything you said that night?” You asked him as you saw Mina back away from the counter and you soon realised that you were still working. “Look, I’m working right now, can you please leave?” You asked him as you walked back into the kitchen.

“Wait, Y/n! Come back!” Yugyeom called out for you but Mina stepped in.

“Look, buddy, I don’t know who you are and why you’re bugging my boss but stop. She’s my best friend and you’re just a cute stranger that is now a creepy stalker.” Mina barked as Yugyeom stepped back.

“I’m not a stalker!” Yugyeom snarled as she rolled her eyes.

“Whatever, just go away!” Mina yelled as Yugyeom walked out of the store.

A/n: I hope you enjoyed part one! I will be posting part two soon!~Joy

christina-dh  asked:

in WAY, what does every character do to relax? we know aelin skates and rowan goes for a run, what about the rest? ps. just imagine manon knitting for relaxation xD

Right so, I’m gonna do this is list form cause it’s easiest.

  • Aelin - Skates.
  • Rowan - Goes for a run.
  • Lysandra - Takes a nice, hot bath. She goes all out too - candles, bath bombs, light music, the whole works.
  • Aedion - Plays video games.
  • Nehemia - Bakes. She makes the best sugar cookies.
  • Elide - Journaling. She writes down everything.
  • Dorian - Reads a book or walks his dog.
  • Chaol - Like Rowan, he goes for a run.
  • Manon - Knitting. I'm kidding! She jumps in her car and goes for long drives while blasting music.
  • Lorcan - Goes to the gym.
  • Fenrys - Draws (He’s actually a really good artist but no one knows).
  • Connall - Cuddles with Vaughan.
  • Vaughan - Cuddles with Connall.

(I hope I didn’t forget someone… LOL)

Send me your questions/thoughts about We Are Young

Pegoryu Prompt: Red String Pt 1


This is gonna be a two part fic. I’m almost done with it, but posting a long work on mobile is a beezy. Also sorry it took so long. Enjoy, babes!

In Ryuji’s dreams, he sees a red thread connecting him into the void. The blond follows it further and further into the depths. This is so strange, but he doesn’t question it. He would take any company in these dark, lonely dreams. Deeper in he runs in this space where his leg no longer hurts him. Where he might find someone who will stand beside him. Who does fate have in store for this boy abandoned by everything he once held so tightly? The darkness melts away.

Suddenly he is walking the halls of Shujin Academy. A heavy sigh escapes from him. This person is someone he’ll meet at school? He tugs at the thread, winding it around his wrist. Everyone passes by him. He stops in front of one of the classrooms on the second floor where the thread slips beneath the door. This is it. He will finally see who will be the one he’s destined for. He gulps and tentatively reaches out to slide the door open.

The room pulsates. Hulking creatures in suits of armor surround an unseen person. They grab at them and throw punches. Groans of pain and wet splatting sounds pervade the air. Kamoshida stands there at the teacher’s desk, lording above all of them. His eyes are yellow and crazed. The vulgar boy’s heart sinks into his stomach.

Not him…This asshole isn’t taking something important away from him again. Anger wells up within Ryuji. Something unstoppable fuels his actions as he makes his way to the edge of the crowd. No one notices. He’s invisible to these monsters, but not for long. None of these weird freaks in armor are gonna stop him. He psyches himself to shove his way through.

“Eff off!” The blond explodes into action. He shoves his way to the center of the fray.

Kamoshida eyes up the blond and cuts him off, leaping into the center of the horde of armored soldiers. As Ryuji reaches the center, Kamoshida snatches up the object of the blond’s desires by the throat. The vulgar boy stops in his tracks. The figure’s hands hang limply, with the thread wafting from the left ring finger. A mop of dark hair covers their facial features.

“What? You thought you could escape me?” The older man sneers and gives a wicked cackle. “I broke you and destroyed your future. You think I can’t take him from you too?” He hoists the figure higher, revealing that it’s wearing a boy’s uniform for Shujin Academy.

“Him?” Ryuji is incredulous. The one at the other end of the red thread is a guy? He seems to be, handsome, at least what he can see of the boy. His sculpted features make Ryuji blush slightly.

“Yes, a guy that is just as worthless as you.” The man gives a possessive stroke to the dark haired boy’s head. “Oh yes, if only this were a girl. I could take so much more from you both.” His lips twist up in a disgusting, perverted smile. That trashy bastard even has the nerve to plant a kiss on the boy’s neck.

Kamoshida takes pleasure in watching Ryuji’s disgusted face before he dumps the figure onto the ground. Thinking that he can squeeze just a bit more emotion from the blond, he jerks the brunet up by his bangs. A white mask clatters to the ground. Finally the blond can see the object of his destiny. Ryuji’s face burns with a deep blush. This boy’s face is gorgeous. Glasses cover grey eyes that are half lidded under red blood. Red as the rage within Ryuji’s heart. Red like the thread that binds them. It drips from his forehead, along the sides of his nose, and down to the corners of his shapely mouth.

“Ryuji…” Quivers out of his lips that are being stained in red.

Red cascades over everything. It distorts Kamoshida’s maniacal features. It covers all of the knights. It even covers the dark haired boy and pulls him down into the darkness. He reaches out for Ryuji and the blond reaches back. This can’t be happening. That asshole of a teacher is denying him happiness even in his dreams. He fights against the dark currents whisking away this boy away. He struggles hard against the dark waves of the abyss until his fingers are just barely able to brush against those of the bespectacled brunet. They both struggle to grab onto one another, but the slick dark ooze makes them both slip off of one another.

“Stay with me!” Ryuji shouts down at the brunet.

The brunet smiles up at him, no longer able to keep his head from sinking. Ryuji begins to cry, this feeling of helplessness is too much for him. He can’t stop the boy from drowning in this hell. All that is left with Ryuji is the red stains from the brunet’s blood. The void disappears, leaving him behind and alone again. The glasses come floating back up to the surface. Ryuji picks them up with trembling hands and holds them close to his chest. He will remember this face. That pale skin and sleek features. That head of messy dark hair. Those eyes that he could lose himself in. Eyes that burn with disdain for this fate. He will save this person. Kamoshida will not take this away. He sinks down into the abyss. Black and red fill his vision, then nothing.

Ryuji bolts awake. Sweat trickles down his forehead. He stares out his window into the night, the glow of streetlights and electric signs filter into his room, with the low hum of the evening club crowd. He sighs and flops back down to his mattress. Shadows play on his ceiling in vague shapes. One almost looks like the guy from his dreams. He reaches up and gives the jaw line a mock caress. He wonders if he’ll see this mysterious boy soon. Part of him hopes that he doesn’t, just so Kamoshida doesn’t have something else to take away from him. Ryuji is disappointed in himself. The features of dream boy are starting to become hazy, but those eyes are still there in all of their intense glory. He grasps at the air, almost hoping to capture that image and store it away. His arm drops and drapes across his eyes. Why is he still crying?

A month passes in a flash. Another day of being late to classes, on day one no less. The rain is coming down in buckets. Along with the added bonus that he just so happens to not have an umbrella since genius him decided to stay up playing the new Neo Featherman game instead of going to bed on time. Even worse is that the trains are all messed up from that incident where the bullet train driver lost his mind. Every line is congested and the entrances are switched all over the pace. And then he sees it. The worst thing he could possibly see this crappy morning. That asshole, Kamoshida, ushering Ann into his car. The hell is up with her being involved with a guy like that any way? The rage bubbling in his head translates to his eyes and face. He almost doesn’t notice that he ran past a cute looking guy.

“Dammit…Screw that pervy teacher.” Ryuji hisses out.

“Pervy teacher?” The brunet inquires in a low melodic voice. Where has Ryuji heard it before. It sounds so familiar.

The phone in the bespectacled boy’s hand starts sounding off a weird alarm, or app response. Both the boy and his phone attract the blond’s attention. He turns around and eyes the guy up. They’re about the same height. This guy has a little bit better posture than himself. He is also kind of a good boy looking person, wearing his uniform all proper n’ shit. It kinda pisses him off that this goody two shoes almost sounds like he’s mocking him. This kid really wants an ass kicking. The blonde squares up and gets up in the brunet’s face.

“…What do you want?” It comes out more like a sneer than a legitimate question. He’s almost glad that it sounds that way, maybe this guy will startle a bit and not be such a smart ass. “You plannin’ on rattin’ me out to Kamoshida?”

“Kamoshida?” The brunet seems genuinely confused, but unfazed by how gruff Ryuji was being. It’s almost impressive, but to not know who coach asshole is…

“Huh? In that car just now. It was Kamoshida.” His brown eyes narrow and betray every feeling he has for that rat bastard. “He does whatever the hell he wants.” The words keep spilling out, he doesn’t even know this kid, yet he feels comfortable telling him this shit. “Who does he think he is-the king of a castle? Don’t you agree?”

“King of a castle?” The shaggy haired boy just seems more confused.

“No, I mean…” Now he’s the one confused. Does this boy really not know? “…Wait. You don’t know Kamoshida? Are you for real?” He folds his arms across his chest and assesses this goody two shoes, know nothing guy. “You’re from Shujin, right?”

“You go to Shujin too?” The brunet’s grey eyes light up. God…where has he seen those eyes? He looks him over again. The pin on his lapel indicates 2nd year.

“A second-year, huh… We’re in the same grade then.” He can’t help but stare now. He has to remember him, for some reason this guy feels important to him. It’s not coming to him. “Never seen you before though.” His brows furrow, the brunet seems to be feeling a little awkward as well. Then it dawns on him. “Oh, you a transfer student?”

“Yeah, I just moved here a few days ago.” This guy’s smile…Ryuji can’t help but smile back at him. His heart feels just a little bit lighter. His posture relaxes.

“Then no wonder you don’t know him.” The tone of his voice is a total 180, he could probably even pass for friendly now. This day has gotten slightly better. “This rain ain’t too bad. We better hurry up, or we’ll be late.”

A violent ringing noise sounds off in both Ryuji’s and the brunet’s ears. They clutch at their foreheads in agony. Ryuji feels like he could topple over from how excruciating this headache is. What the hell is up with this? Just as this day was looking just a little better.

“Uuugh, my head hurts…” He looks up at the sky and hefts out a sigh. “Dammit… I wanna go home…” At least there he may be able to remember what the person from his dream looked like. He’s been trying to remember for weeks. Shoulda written down a description or something.

The two start their trudge toward the school. They weave through back alleys, lined with cooling fans and water pipes. The ringing sound still persists. The air doesn’t feel right at all. At least this new guy is on his heels just in case anything out of the ordinary happens. Ryuji can hear every time the brunet pauses due to the lack of splashing through the deep puddles in the walkway. He wonders if this guy feels the same way about this place. He reaches where Shujin should be…the keyword “should”, but there in its place is a big, stinking, medieval castle.

“Wha…” Ryuji is dumbfounded. There is nothing that could ever prepare him for this shit so early in the school year. What in the ever loving fuck is this?

The brunet comes rushing up the alley. At least he’s still here. He’s not alone in this crazy experience. Or rather, hopefully he isn’t alone. He would rather not be hallucinating things. He looks around, back at the alley way.

“We didn’t…come the wrong way though…” He turns back to the castle. This is the school that he’s been coming to for the past year, but it’s not. “Yeah, this should be right…” Now he’s really not so sure of himself.

Nothing is right today. Not the rain. Not the train. Not the teacher. And definitely not the school. The place is bathing in a sickeningly reddish hue. The ringing sound is persisting like no other. Everything feels totally out of whack.

“What’s going on here?” Ryuji looks at the brunet, who looks equally as nervous. Poor guy. His first day here and the school is totally fucked up. Time to suck it up and try to sound confidant. He doesn’t want this poor, cute nerd to lose his shit right now. “I guess we’ll just have to go ask.”

TalesFromTheFrontDesk: "Do you promise? Don't lie to me..."

I got a call from a guy asking if we have rooms for tonight. I’ve gotten, no exaggeration, at least 100 of these calls so far. I work at a downtown property in a semi major tourist city, there are cruises coming in and out, baseball games and a big food festival happening.

So I tell the man, sorry, we are sold out.

The following conversation happens. He’ll be DI for Drunk Idiot.

DI: “so like… zero rooms at all?” Me: “nope, one hundred percent full” DI: “c'mon, don’t lie to me.”

At this point I can sense he’s drunk so I bring out the sass

Me: “what would I gain from lying to you?” DI: “you’d get to go home early!” Me: “do you have any idea how hotels work? at all?”

He starts muttering something and I hung up.

Couple minutes later, the phone rings. I wonder who it could be!

DI: “hey cunnislaire I need a room for tonight.” Me: “I already told you, we’re sold out.” DI: “i’m gonna come there to see if you’re really sold out.” Me: “go for it, but i’m still not gonna have a room for you.” DI: “cunnislaaaaiiiree…..” Me: click

By: cunnislaire

Kissing Meme: Ten Characters I Would Kiss

Tagged by the amazing @leafwrington on my other account @whatarefrogz

Decided to post my list here because a vast amount of these characters are going to be FFXV related. I’ll go ahead and do game characters as well so this list of ten doesn’t turn into a list of 100 

1. Ignis Scientia: although the name of my blog is singlebecauseofthechocobros is should be singlebecauseofIGNISSCIENTIA. I LOVE LOVE LOVE HIM OKAY? TRULY I THINK I WILL BE FOREVER ALONE BECAUSE OF THE HOLD THIS CHARACTER HAS ON MY SOUL. 

Originally posted by lunar-catt

2. Gladiolus Amicitia: I mean look at him  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Originally posted by fieryfantasy

3. Ravus Nox Fleuret: Look I know he’s the worst, but a story I am working on is putting me in Ravus Hell. Send help

Originally posted by thingsinlifeyoujustdo

4. Solas from Dragon Age: Look I don’t know why either but part of me just really loves him. EVEN THOUGH I KNOW WHAT HE IS AND WHAT HE DID AND THAT HE WILL NEVER LOVE ME BECAUSE I AM HUMAN 

Originally posted by kiwi-xeet

5. Lara Croft: She’s a babe and a bad ass. Nuff said. 

Originally posted by croftqueenbr

6. Cullen from Dragon Age: Who wouldn’t want to romance that handsome dork? He tries to be so cool but he just isn’t and it’s perfect.

Originally posted by thatoneoboegirl

7. Noctis Lucis Caelum: I thank @leafwrington for the Noctis hell I am currently in. THANKS A LOT. 

Originally posted by feather-pauldrons


Originally posted by stephicness

9. Princess Peach: Look I’ve grown up playing Mario and I just think that since I literally do all the work, Mario shouldn’t be the only one to get a kiss  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Originally posted by heroroller

10. Elliot from Fable 3: “He isn’t even that cute.” Yes. You are completely right, he’s not, BUT after accidentally killing him by electrocuting him to ash, I feel like I feel I owe him this much ¯\_(ツ)_/¯(Honestly, we go married, had a child, aaand then I hit the wrong button on my controller and fried the poor guy. Oh well.) 

I’m gonna tag my best friend @biirdfeeder because I want to see her list :)

anonymous asked:

Prinxiety, "did you just kiss me?" Dialogue prompt

A/N: I really hope you weren’t looking for a dialogue only prompt because i’m horrible at dialogue, and that’s definitely not what ended up happening. I hope this works for you, tho, and if not i’ll fill another prompt for you if you want . xo
Warning: Mentions of anxiety, but nothing actually depicted in the scenes
W/C: 1.9K
Pairing: Prinxiety w/allusions to Logicality

In which Virgil gets his shit together and gets his prince

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So I was making a yogurt parfait, and saw a fly in my kitchen, on my hunt to kill it I found a big ass bug on my living room mirror. I decided climbing a chair to investigate this bug would end up with me on the floor with a broken bone, so I left it for Rich, and continued to search for this stupid fly. Rich came home, and I instantly put him to work to kill this thing that could eat our entire family as a snack. He couldn’t think of a good game plan on how to squish it, so we decided to use the vacuum to suck it up. This mammoth (which turned out to be the king of moths, I shit you not) hid behind the mirror (which weighs like 80lbs, so we can’t just take it down willy nilly). Rich started shaking the mirror, while I hid in the kitchen trembling with fear that I was about to be killed by this….thing. Finally it came out angry as a mother fucker, on a mission to kill us, and leave Liam parentless. So Rich chased it with the vacuum (it was legit flapping its massive wings to get away from that thing) while I ran away screaming with my hands on my ears (I have a fear of bugs crawling into my ears). It finally went by the mirror again, and we either sucked it up, or it’s plotting its revenge to kill us in our sleep.

If you don’t hear from me tomorrow, then it was the latter of the two.

rip anyone who has notifications on for my blog

since Tiny Kitty broke the Good Laptop, i’ve been stuck with mobile + slow old laptop and on this slow, old laptop tumblr just Does Not and i can only have 1 tab open at a time or else the internet just crashes…and on mobile its hard to find ref posts and reply to asks since you can’t see the whole thing, etc. etc. so i’ve just been stuffing things in my drafts box! :D so while my hubs is at work (he games a lot when he gets home and this is his big fancy gaming computer~), i’m going through this giant pile of like 40 or so drafts :)

First time healing

So I’m a dps player. I’m always nice and polite to healers I’m with because I hear all of these horror stories and because how hard is it to be a decent human being. I was playing HoTS with my brother and he usually plays healer and I usually play an assassin. This was when I was still very new to the game and didn’t really know how it worked all that great. I asked if it’d be cool if I could play Malfurion for a round cause I wanted to try it out. He agreed and gave me a run down of how he played. We get in the match and I follow an Azmodan to the bottom lane. I’m trying to keep my attention on rooting the enemies and healing the Az but he keeps diving so his health is dropping faster than I can heal plus I’m pretty much out of mana. So of course he dies. I kinda just laugh with my bro and tell him I tried my best ya know? Then the Az comes into the team chat. Wow Mal could’ve saved me if they would’ve just pressed Q!! I didn’t even know what I was doing. I just shrugged it off and kept on with the match as the Az kept saying nonsense in the chat. After the match I just decided I probably shouldn’t heal and stick to dps. I recently tried Mal again (after about a year of just sticking to dps) and I’ve gotten pretty good at him! Don’t let other people ruin healing for you :)

(submitted by corgis-are-life)

Joseph Christiansen Secret/Cult Ending Manuscript

I went digging through the Level 18 gibberish and sorted out all the dialogue into a manageable manuscript if anyone is interested in reading this secret wild ride. None of the dialogue is labeled so I did my best to interpret who was saying what so any mistakes are my bad. It took a few hours to put together but I felt like some people would like more than just a summary so here is the full text:

MC will be short for Main Character or your player.

** edit 07/26/17: minor text fixes, better formatting, the insertion of more images (courtesy of purpledragon42) , and insert of a working readmore **

Level 18- Joseph Bad Ending or True Ending ( Who knows? )

This appears to take place after MC and Joseph Christiansen engage in sex in the yacht, except you don’t wake up to what you expect. This takes place in Cult_Dungeon1.

(Photo Credits: Game Grumps)

START: You’re A Monster


Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaawn. What time is it? Must have been asleep for ages. I wonder what will happen now that Mary is gone? What about Joseph’s kids? And how will Amanda feel about all this? That’s what matters… . Well, we all have each other. I guess time will tell, right? Better get up and greet the day.

Am I tied up?! What the hell?! How did I get here? What’s going on?! Joseph? Anybody?

You’re probably just dreaming. Why would there be a… Don’t panic… . a dungeon. An evil dungeon. Why would there be an evil dungeon here? This can’t be real. Maybe I had too much Twilight Rouge. I’m dreaming, or something.


Oh, I guarantee this is real.

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You guys


So to summarize:

1) Doomfist is NOT AWARE that Genji was saved by Blackwatch, nor that he was/is a BW agent. Genji was involved in the mission that led to Doomfist’s arrest (the implication being that BW - aka Gabriel - approved Genji’s participation in the mission).

2) DF is not aware that Gabriel himself led the Strike Team through the second half and “arguably most dangerous parts” of the Uprising mission. If Gabriel was already a Talon agent he had multiple opportunities to undermine the mission and cause it to fail, but he did not take them.

3) Reaper is aware of Sombra’s ambitions and was aware of her interest in “failing” the Infiltration mission. This confirms that Reaper was at least in on her plan, or knew of her intentions. At the time of Infiltration, Reaper was either NOT a Talon leader, or may have offered his services to Vialli in order to undermine Vialli. In either case, Reaper knowingly let the mission fail. (Notice how the mission failing aligns with Doomfist’s belief that Volskaya will contribute to the war?)

4) Although Reaper says sentimentality is not preventing him from killing Soldier: 76 and Ana, he has had at least one opportunity to kill each of them, and either “threw” his chances or failed on purpose.

5) Widowmaker is in Doomfist’s good graces. Angering her or arousing her suspicions will surely result in him knowing about any factions attempting to undermine him.

6) If Reaper is allied with Sombra as their canon in-game interactions imply, then Sombra may be taking on the role of “the chaotic neutral fool” so that Reaper can focus on working his way to the top. Reaper wins trust by “selling out” Sombra to various higher ups and assuring them that he is “keeping tabs on her” - Sombra, meanwhile, benefits by sharing info with Reaper and helping him get access to the council.

7) by the time of Masquerade, Reaper has achieved a spot on the council.

8) Team Talon is HELLA EXTRA about their costumes.


“You two could at least say hello,” Wymack said, somewhat aggrieved. 

“There’s no point,” Kevin said. “All they are is a distraction." 

"It’s called a support network. Look it up." 

"Thea is watching from South tonight,” Kevin said, looking to the elevated VIP box. It was too far away and too high up for Neil to make out any faces, but there was a small crowd gathered at the windowed walls already. Knowing the Court was here to watch them play sent a chill through Neil’s veins. Kevin dragged his stare back to Wymack’s face and said, “and my father comes to all of my games. That is enough." 

On Wymack’s other side, Abby’s gaze softened. Wymack’s jaw worked for a moment before he could say in an even tone, "Your mother would be proud of you." 

"Not just of me,” Kevin said in a rare bout of humanity.

-The King’s Men (All for the Game Book 3) by Nora Sakavic

my scene for the @giveyourbacktome-zine​! I had so much fun working on this and I was lucky to snag a #dadscene :D

anonymous asked:

Victuuri merman au? (btw I luv ur art)

thank you anon! okay so I came up with two different aus because I love merman aus <333


“afternoon chats”

AU where Viktor was forced to go fishing and he almost kills Yuri by accident (and Yuri almost kills Viktor by trying to drown him) but they forgive each other and fall in love ;7; <3 But in order to meet up with Yuri, Viktor has to pretend he’s going fishing everyday when really he’s meeting Yuri <333 (so kind of like a how to train your dragon au too)


//this is probably my fave ahaha// AU where merman Viktor is curious about the outside world and goes onto the beach but then nearly dies (he’s a fish;;;). Luckily, little Yuri saves him and brings/drags him home because he has no idea what to do (what do you do with a merman??). He puts him in the bathtub and they spend the next few weeks together as Viktor heals <3 //with Yuri secretly wishing he could stay a bit longer//. (Yuri’s parents are also away on vacation. Yuri has told Mari about the merman in their bathtub but she doesn’t actually believe him and thinks he’s just playing pretend in the bathroom so she doesn’t use it). BUTTTTT one day, Viktor suddenly disappears ;o;;; The beautiful mysterious merman is gone!! And Yuri is very sad and when he tries to tell his parents and his sister, they don’t believe him;;; //protect him asdfjkl;// and Yuri talks to Vicchan about it. Eventually, Yuri forgets about the merman he saved //and how he (indirectly) pROPOSED to him cOUGHS// //and he even made little matching “friendship” rings to match// and Vicchan dies :’))))

A FEW YEARS LATER;;;; GUESS WHO APPEARS IN HIS BATHTUB BUTT ASS NAKED ;A;;; <3 And this time Viktor is human too!! And claims to be Yuri’s fiance!! And Yuri is just overwhelmed (why is there a hot naked man in my bathtub) and confused :’D He didn’t know how to explain to others so Viktor has to pretend to be his coach until they can figure out how get him back to sea as a merman;;; //but Viktor plans on staying shhh//. Makkachin is a dog fish and Yurio also temporarily becomes a human to try to get Viktor back to sea but,,,, yeh that didn’t work *7* Viktor also cries to Makkachin after he realized Yuri doesn’t remember him ;v;;;

Will Yuri ever remember his long lost lover?? Will Yurio manage to get his instructor back to sea?? Will Viktor be able to pull off a game of pretend?? Will Yuri fall in love once again??

who knows :’D

anonymous asked: Have you considered drawing Robert Small from Dream Daddy Dating Simulator? He looks like the type you may like *wink wink*

LOL, he looks so much like the type i actually sketched him a couple of days ago to see if I can draw him looking differently than Corvo XD 

No idea if it worked and that’s all i have <3


            ↳ Rafe Adler + Character Selection Quotes

[Special thanks to @rafe-adlers​ for providing me w/ the Biker Rafe footage!♡]

Rivals? || Peter Parker Imagine

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Word Count: 2238 words

Request by anon: hi, can you please do a peter parker x reader imagine where the reader is tony starks daughter or something and she and peter hate each other but they low key have sexual tension or something like that? and the imagine ends with them kissing or something? idk sorry if that didn’t make sense

No spoilers homie

Originally posted by peterbparkerr

Y/N Stark always wanted a normal life. She hated being known as Iron Man’s ​daughter. She hated not being a normal teenager. For her entire life, she was home schooled,being taught from the best in New York. So of course, she wanted to go to a high school, to have the experience of hating her teachers and falling in love.

The first day of freshmen year was strange at Midtown High, most people didn’t know who she was until she told them her name. Rumors had been going around about the infamous Y/N Stark was attending Midtown, but nobody thought of it to be true.

Teachers would kiss up to her, not wanting to face the wrath of her father, Tony Stark. Everyone wanted to be her friend by the Friday of her first week in high school, everyone but one person, Peter Parker. He hated how she got treated like royalty by the teacher and the students, especially Flash, who did anything to get her attention. He hated how her grades were as good as his. The whole school knew about their rivalry quickly into freshmen year.

After Peter got bitten by the radioactive spider that gave him his powers, he knew he had to do something with his ability. Like his Uncle said, “With great power comes great responsibility.” This only convinced him more that he should be out there, protecting the people of New York. He was also happy that he finally got something that Y/N didn’t have.

He would never admit it to anyone, but he thought she was the most beautiful girl in the world. When she was around him, he was captivated by her beauty. They would share glances in the hallway but would both quickly look away from embarrassment.

Y/N didn’t hate him, she tried to be nice to him. She didn’t like how her dad gave Peter all of his attention, but she understood it was for a good reason. The two teens were always battling for first place for everything such as science fairs and debates. They were always neck and neck, him beating her as much as she did him. But, she thought it was cute when Peter did little things like tap his fingertips on his desk when he was nervous or whenever he spoke, she was drawn to his lips. She thought Peter was cute in general.

Most people saw his ‘hatred’ for her as love masked with hate. Everyone thought that by the end of high school the two would be dating. Peter’s friends tried convincing him to talk to her, nicely, but he wouldn’t. Y/N’s friends tried to get the two smartest kids at Midtown High together, but it just failed.

“Hey Dad?” Y/N asked while she sat at the dinner table alone with her father. He looked up from his food, “Hmm?” He mumbled back to her, with food in his mouth.

“Can I go to a-a party tonight?” She questioned, playing with the food on her fork.

“Where is it?” Tony asked, stuffing food into his mouth. Y/N looked up at him, “Queens. In the suburbs. A lot of my friends are going.” She added.

Tony nodded his head, “Fine you can go.” Y/N looked at her dad, eyes wide. “Really?” She exclaimed.

“Yes. But no drinking,” He stated, pointing his finger at her but paused, “Okay. Minimal drinking.”

Y/N smiled widely, nodding her head muttering, “Yeah, yeah of course. Thank you.” She ran up to Tony and hugged him.

She left her chair and went to hug him. “Let me take you.” He said as he hugged her back. Y/N pulled away furrowed her eyebrows, slightly confused at the man, “Why?” Usually if Y/N had somewhere to be, Tony made someone else take her so the act was strange.

Tony smirked, “Come on, you’d be the coolest person there because I have sweet cars.” Y/N nodded her head, agreeing with him. “Okay, well I’m gonna go get ready.” She beamed, running up the stairs.

Tony pulled up to you’re friends house, music blaring and red solo cups already littering the ground. He looked at Y/N, wondering where all the time went. “Ugh, you’re growing up, guess it had to happen sooner or later,” He joked, making Y/N giggle.

“I’m gonna go, I’ll call you when it’s over, or text you if I’m staying the night, alright?” She asked, exiting the car. Some of the teens who were standing outside or just got dropped off were staring in shock. Tony Stark just dropped his teenage daughter off at a party in a, most likely, a very expensive car.

Y/N slammed the door shut, “Bye Dad!” She waved with a smile, waiting for him to drive away.Tony smiled at his daughter, bidding his farewell before speeding away.

“God, she irritates me. She would obviously have her rich daddy drive her here in a cool ass car just to make herself look good.” Peter groaned as he went inside with Ned.

“Or maybe he wanted to take his daughter to a high school party?” Ned suggested, realizing that the statement didn’t make much sense. The boys walked over to the drink table. Booze, booze, booze. Whatever. Peter soon found the fridge and got water, in a red cup so people wouldn’t call him so prude.

Y/N had found a couple of your friends to hang out with. They were already buzzed, she wanted to stay sober just to make sure her friends got home safely.

Halfway through the party, Flash, the host, shouted, “Yo, if anyone wants to play seven minutes in heaven, bring your ass over here!”

About half a dozen people followed him. Everyone at the party was either too drunk to car about his statement or didn’t want to play the game where they were locked in a closet with a stranger. “Come on, let’s go.” One of your friends exclaimed.

“Yeah let’s go.” Your other friend yelled.

“Um, I don’t think it’s a good idea.” You shouted over the loud music. Your friends rolled their eyes and grabbed either of your arms, dragging you in Flash’s direction. The group of people who wanted to play were already there, sitting in a circle, around a bottle that was resting on a table. You looked at the faces of all the people, and was met with the grimace of Peter Parker.

Her friends found an open spot in the circle so naturally, Y/N sat with them, sitting diagonally across from Peter. “You all should know how the game works. But, to those of you who don’t [cough] Peter Parker [cough].” Flash boomed, making his friends laugh. Y/N felt bad for him, he didn’t deserve to be treated badly. No one does.

“Whoever wants to start, will spin the bottle. Whoever the bottle lands on, you have to go into that closet,” He said, pointing to a closet nearby, “for seven minutes with that person. You can do whatever you want in there cause it’ll be locked. After seven minutes I’ll open the door and yeah. Start the process over again with the person next to you. So, who’s first?”

It was about 4 rounds into the game, and Y/N was getting bored. But she was glad she didn’t have to go in yet. After a pair came out of the closet, with lipstick smeared all over their faces it was Peter’s turn. “Be cool about it, there are a lot of hot girls in this circle man.” Ned whispered when Peter spun the bottle. Peter nodded his head, agreeing with his friend.

The bottle spun slower and slower, Peter’s hands were starting to get clammy. The bottle stopped and he looked up from the green glass. The person sitting in front of it was none other than Y/N Stark. All the teenagers froze, shocked at what had happened. “I-I gotta go,” Peter mutter, standing up from his seat on one of the couches.

“Na-na-na-na no,” Peter felt a hand on his shoulder, turning to see Flash, “You’re gonna go into that closet with your best friend Y/N.” Flash finished sarcastically, pulling Peter over to Y/N, before grabbing her arm and pushing them into the closet. Flash slammed the door closed, making the two flinch.

“Seven minutes starts now,” Flash shouted from behind the door, before walking away towards the group of teens.

It was quiet for about thirty seconds, the two both scared of talking to the other. There was enough space in the closet to leave you both a couple inches apart, but only a couple inches. “Um, I’m sorry you had to do this,” Y/N apologized sympathetically, “I should’ve never come to this stupid party.” She muttered the last part, shaking her head. Peter stayed silent, holding one arm with the other.

“Why do you hate me so much?” Y/N asked, desperate to know.

Peter sighed, “I-I don’t hate you. It’s just,” he paused, not knowing what to say, “I was so used to being the smartest kid in class and suddenly you show up, beating me in nearly everything. I guess I was just, jealous of what you had.” He admitted honestly, slightly frustrated. Looking down in between the two to look at his shoes. “You have everything in the world. You have a lot of money, a rich dad, and a bunch of friends.You’re fucking perfect. I don’t have anything like that.”

“I’m sorry,” Y/N apologized again, feeling bad for him. She started playing with her thumbs, “But, I’m not perfect, I hated what I had. My rich dad gives you more attention now than he gives me because of the whole, superhero thing.” She whispered the last part, not knowing if anyone was listening, “My friends only want to be friends with me because of my name and the money I have. It sucks, ya know?” Y/N finished, a few tears leaking from her eyes.

“I, I didn’t know you felt that way,” He said, regretting the way he has treated this girl for the past couple of years. He moved forward, closing the space between them, moving his hands to cup her cheeks, brushing away her tears with his thumbs.

“You didn’t deserve the way I treated you. I didn’t know what things were like for you. I am so sorry I was so rude to you.” He apologized, leaning his forehead against hers. Y/N reached up and placed her hands on his shoulders, squeezing reassuringly.

“You didn’t know, it’s alright.” She whispered, her breath fanning against his cheeks, and a small, understanding smile on her lips.

“But it’s not alright,” Peter murmured, rubbing one of his thumbs on her cheek. Y/N closed her eyes for a second, “If you kiss me, I’ll forgive you.” He looked at her slightly shocked. But he closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly to the right before leaning in and capturing her lips with his. She closed her eyes once again, putting her arms around his neck and her hands into his hair.

His lips were soft, and hers tasted like candy. Her nose brushed against his cheek, but the act went unnoticed. She started playing with his hair, twirling it around her fingers.

Unbeknownst to Peter and Y/N, Flash shouted that the seven minutes were up. He moved towards the wooden door, not hearing anything coming from the other side due to the loud music. He went to unlock the door. When it opened, he froze. “Holy shit!” Flash shouted making the two kissing immediately pull apart, out of breath.

Peter had a blush rising on his face, mimicking Y/N’s. Most of the people who were playing were curious at what was happening, a crowd forming around the door. “They were just making out!” Flash shouted with a smirk on his lips, making the blush on Peter and Y/N’s face deepen.

“Alright Parker!” Someone in the crowd of people yelled, making Y/N stifle a laugh. Peter glared at her playfully. The crowd of people began to fade away, Flash telling the two to get out of the closet for the next round of people to go in.

Peter and Y/N walked to a place in the house where there wasn’t a herd of people. “So, do you want to go to the movies with me sometime?” Peter stammered, nervous about what her answer might be. Y/N smiled, “I would love too, Peter. Now, go enjoy the rest of the party. I have to go deal with my drunk friends.” You chuckled starting to back away. 

Peter nodded his head understandingly, “I’ll text you then. Yeah?” 

Y/N tilted her heard to the side slightly. “You better. You don’t want to make a Stark angry.” She said with a chuckle, walking back towards her friends.

Peter fist bumped the air, before whispering to himself, “I have a date….. awesome.”

Someone raised the challenge to take the idea of the cult ending that was assembled from non-canon datamined content but figure out a way to reassemble it into something that’s both tonally in-line with the rest of the game and a satisfying cap to the story so I rose to the challenge because bouncing from springboards like this and connecting plot points is basically what I do for a living.

Also tried to find a way to include all the dads because these “bigger picture” stories are more fun like that.

Putting it under a cut for length and hella spoilers, but here’s my response to the question of “well how would YOU handle the cult end”

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#BendyHTtakeover Recap

((so I’m gonna compile all the Good Shit from the #BendyHTtakeover event into one post okay here we goooo))

  • Sammy has been writing music for most of his life, “from a young age […] tunes would pop into my head, [writing music] was the only logical step. ;)”
  • Willow Weep For Me” is Sammy’s favorite song, he apparently considers it modern. what time period does this game take place in jfc
  • Sammy made a handful of puns during the event. Puns are great.
  • Apparently he liked Bacon Soup at one time, but “it kind of lost its luster after a bit.. But you’d have to be crazy to not love chocolate cake!”
  • Putting on pants is apparently a struggle for him.
  • Someone asked if Norman was behind the organ from chapter 2. He responded with “The organ… I don’t know what you mean. Although Norman, our projectionist, he was always very bright..” which might be a hint to something, a compliment, or another pun - who knows.
  • An ad for a Little Mermaid bedspread got posted in the middle of the event, probably on accident. Someone joked “Sammy’s favorite Disney Princess is Ariel, confirmed.” All he had to say was something was amiss with the post, and the bed looked comfortable.
  • Sammy still writes and sings music when he’s not praising Bendy, and has written “so many dozens of songs! So many! When you’ve been in this business as long as I have… you’re quite busy.” He also said “Perhaps you shall hear them someday.” pls
  • His clearest memory of the studio besides the ink pump is “a whistling sound, a vague melody.. with a sinister purpose.”
  • When asked for advice on composing music, he responded “Music is all about layers. Rich and lush. Practice, my friend. That’s what it’s all about!”
  • Wally’s catchphrase is apparently contagious. Someone asked “Sammy, what would happen if Wally lost his keys again?” To which he responded, “That Wally! That man can’t ever keep his things in order! If I didn’t know better I’d say his mind was wayyyyy out of here!”
  • Headcanon confirmed, “Sheep Songs” is Sammy’s favorite song he wrote for the Bendy cartoons.
  • He wears the mask to “resemble the most perfect form I know!”.
  • He might not be able to see without the mask as well, someone later asked “how do you see with that mask?” and he replied “how do you see without yours?”. Might have just been a joke, or confirming the “ink monsters can see through Bendy’s eyes in cutouts and posters” theory.
  • Sammy thinks Susie is “A charming woman.. quite… charming.. I recall only her face… that.. smile.”
  • He took some selfies for us.
  • Someone asked how he felt after what happened to him at the end of chapter 2. “I can’t recall any injustice on the part of the Ink Demon. He is.. most fair.” Apparently he’s fine with being pancake’d.
  • “Who’s better? Bendy, Alice, or Boris?” “There is only our lord Bendy.”
  • What makes Bendy so worshipable is that “[He] knows all and sees all. He is the hope we’ve been waiting for!”
  • “The last I can recall… I had a flowing cascade of brown hair.. I miss it so… or was it blonde? No matter.. it was splendid.”
  • He regrets never going to Coney Island.
  • Someone asked what he thinks of Alice “Ohhh such a voice! So.. heavenly! So beautiful!” Tied with his earlier comment about Susie, this makes Samsie shippers such as myself rejoice.
  • He is honored that people write songs about him, and Bendy.
  • He doesn’t only make puns, he memes. According to him, “if you have the proper training, mayonnaise IS an instrument.”
  • His favorite instrument is the banjo, he was always fond of it and it “plucks the right chord with me”
  • He thinks bacon soup can be good, “it’s best when aged for a while I hear.”
  • He’s happy Joey let him name the song “Sammy Jam” after himself.
  • Someone asked if he had a special someone before becoming an ink monster. His answer was a flustered “Someone.. special? … I.. well.. there was.. this one. I almost remember.”
  • He doesn’t quite know where Joey is, but he thinks he’s off raising his salary somewhere.
  • He doodles Bendy sometimes.