[secondgenerationfair]

“If you put that in the microwave uncovered I swear I will beat you to death with a plastic spoon.”

ZJ was going to cover his spicy wutain noodles. Only a complete scrub would be okay with messing up a freshly squeaky clean  box of radioactivity with sauce and spice if it could be avoided. He was just going to set the dish inside it first, then cover it.

And, yet, he had now been forbidden to leave his food free to create chaos as it warmly pleased. So, an urge raised itself within him. Undeniable in it’s potency.

Keeping their gazes locked, ZJ very slowly, primly, closed the microwave door on his uncovered meal and pushed START.

Then turned so that he was facing Chiara properly, and spread his arms. Feeling a sense of peace with his impending doom, he said, ‘Come at me.”

[robvalentines]

le petit prince; (•‿•)

[secondgenerationfair]

@noctobo

[secondgenerationfair]

@noctobo || Continued

Silently thanking his enhancements, ZJ easily keeps just a few steps ahead and out of Noctis’ reach. Because what kind of friend would he be if he let Noctis catch up just like that?

“Sorry, Le Petite Prince~! My Guard Hound doesn’t like normal dogs, so this one’s all yours!” So said, ZJ tossed him a two fingered salute and sped up even further. 

[aquariiumsarchive-deactivated20]

what doesn’t kill you fucks you up mentally and affects your ability to have stable relationships with other human beings

[secondgenerationfair]

@meteor-shots || Continued

ZJ wobbles inside his dad’s place- trying not to trip any where because this was live super wiggly cargo he carried. The box was set on some relatively dry space and he did his best to shake the water out of his eyes.

“Heh, does this mean you’re keeping that one~?” He said. “I really hope you are because I’ve got no space for ‘em.”

[imlostinthesnow-blog]

The Egg is Hatching! What could it be?

Reblog and your muse will receive a randomly generated pokemon in their ask!

[secondgenerationfair]

Tell me a story from when you were five

“Well, not long after I met Dad, I had my first birthday party. He put up all these big really colorful streamers and got a giant cake. At first I didn’t really get what was going on, so I was really confused and kept asking him what the food was for. Since I still only spoke Wutain, eventually Dad had to call Uncle Tseng and translate everything.

‘Once he explain to Dad what was going on, Dad had him translate to me about the birthday thing. Once I figured it out, I ended up crying and to keep Dad from seeing, I put my whole face in the cake.

‘Heh, Dad took like, a hundred pictures or something of my face being covered in cake.”

[secondgenerationfair]

Me: I’m going to get back into the sing of rping! gona meet new peeps and make new friends! -pumps fists- WHOO I’M READY

Me, twenty minutes later: -goes back to personal blog and lurks there for ages and gets nothing done- ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ whoops

[lindseymorganarchive]

I never got to say goodbye.

a six word story (via shewailed)

[devincta-moved]

shitgothssay:

Honey, stop telling me I’m cute. I’m a creature of the night. I’m suppose to scare civilians.

[queerlove]

me: *catches myself being judgmental* me to me: i did not raise u this way

[merliaseidon-archived]

This has been on my mind for long but I’m gonna do this - please reblog this if you’re comfortable with pre-establishing relationships. I do not mean “met at the grocery store two weeks ago” or “have a common friend”, but rather stuff like “have been best friends since kindergrden”, “go for a beer every friday”, “friends with benefits”, “dated in highschool”, “hate each other’s guts because -insert reason-”  etc. Something meaningful (but not necessarily shippy) and I mean with muns/characters you have not interacted with, because I cannot believe I am the only one who prefers jumping right into the heart of the human interaction

[secondgenerationfair]

ZJ squealed and laughed, clinging tightly Zack’s hair as sat up straight. He couldn’t wait to be this tall! The world looked so much cooler from this height.

“I like pickles!” He replied excitedly. “Wutain spicy pickles! Sweet Mideel pickles! The extra sour Nibeheim pickles! Salty Junon pickles…!” And this went on for a while, him rattling off different tasting pickles and where they came from. Eventually ending with him asking, “And all of the are the best!”

[somniumxangelus-blog]

With the rattling off of various pickles, Zack couldn’t help but laugh. “That’s a lot of pickles, buddy! Are you sure you’re gonna be able to eat them all? I’m not going to be carrying a ZJ pickle home, am I?”

Zack turned down toward the street where the joint was and pointed to it. There were kids playing all over the place and parents milling about or ordering at the counter. Zack carefully got ZJ off of his shoulders and took his hand. “Alright, pickle man, let’s go order you something to eat, yeah? Just stick close to me.”

[secondgenerationfair]

” ‘A course I can! I’m your son, I can do anything I want!” ZJ puffed up his his chest and struck a pose from his perch on Zack’s shoulder. “I’m the son of the greatest hero in the world! And the strongest! I know you could carry pickle-me home!”

When ZJ felt himself being lifted, he giggled with excitement and ruffled Zack’s messy spikes before being set on the ground. 

“O-Kay!” He chirped, gripping at his father’s hands and trying to tug him along. “You get something too dad! A hero’s gotta eat too!”

[secondgenerationfair]

@somniumxangelus || Continued

ZJ beamed when his hair was mussed up- his dad was pretty much the only one allowed to do that really.

“Choco Burger! I wanna big french fry and extra pickles and ketchup on my burger!” He tugged on Zack pants in an attempt to climb up onto his shoulders.

[somniumxangelus-blog]

“Oh really?” Zack reached down and picked the little boy up to place him right down on his shoulders. It was damn nice to get to spend the day with him. 

     He hummed softly and glanced around them, it might take a little while to get there. Either way, he started walking. 

“Pickles huh? I dunno, little man, but you might just turn into one with how many you eat half the time.” 

[secondgenerationfair]

ZJ squealed and laughed, clinging tightly Zack’s hair as sat up straight. He couldn’t wait to be this tall! The world looked so much cooler from this height.

“I like pickles!” He replied excitedly. “Wutain spicy pickles! Sweet Mideel pickles! The extra sour Nibeheim pickles! Salty Junon pickles...!” And this went on for a while, him rattling off different tasting pickles and where they came from. Eventually ending with him asking, “And all of the are the best!”

[arurelius-deactivated20200810]

*creates oc doomed from the start* *fleshes them out* *starts feeling sorry for* *successfully finds loophole in order to keep them alive longer*

[secondgenerationfair]

@somniumxangelus || Continued

ZJ beamed when his hair was mussed up- his dad was pretty much the only one allowed to do that really.

“Choco Burger! I wanna big french fry and extra pickles and ketchup on my burger!” He tugged on Zack pants in an attempt to climb up onto his shoulders.

[meteor-shots]

tagged by: @withoutanumber

BOLD any fears which apply to your muse. italicize what makes them uncomfortable.

the dark. fire. open water. deep water. being alone. crowded spaces. confined spaces. change. failure. war. loss of control. powerlessness. prison. blood. drowning. suffocation. public speaking. natural animals. the supernatural. heights. death. dying. intimacy. rejection. abandonment. loss. the unknown. the future. not being good enough. scary stories. speaking to new people. poverty. loud noises. being touched.