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circumstanceworn · 1 year

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𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬.

1. What does your muse smell like?

most of the time, he smells like soil with a vague hint of herbs, flowers, and dew. occasionally there’s a mix of oil and metal, but that’s only if he’s been playing around with a mechanical project.

2. What do your muse’s hands feel like?

quite soft. he’s got a couple callouses but they’re small and almost unnoticeable, oftentimes healing over because he gives them time to do so. his hands are his way of experiencing the world around him, so it’s important to him that nothing impedes that ability.

3. What does your muse usually eat in a day?

whatever's around the house. usually this is very basic, simple foods that are inexpensive and easy to prepare — a lot of sandwiches, soups, cereals, rice, that sort of thing. on occasion there's a splurge for something more interesting and more tasty, but that's largely based on whether the money is available or if there's something to celebrate, like someone's birthday or a holiday. other than that? a lot of coffee, at least 2-3 cups a day.

4. Does your muse have a good singing voice?

yes, actually, but it's rare for anyone but his plants to hear it. he's too shy to sing in front of people and really only does it when he gets wrapped up enough in his plant care that he forgets to worry that someone else might walk into the greenhouse and overhear him.

5. Does your muse have any bad habits or nervous ticks?

one could certainly argue that his coffee drinking has become a bad habit, with how many cups he has in a day. he also tends to slouch a bit. as far as nervous tics though, he has a lot of those. lots of fidgeting, especially playing with his sleeves, the end of his shirt, or any jewlery he might have on. he shifts his stance a lot, plays with his fingers, chews on his lip or the inside of his cheek, and, when it comes to conversation, he stammers, pauses often, and interjects with a lot of 'uhms.'

6. What does your muse usually look like / wear?

his hair is usually a bit ruffled and mildly unkempt, but otherwise he's very clean. his clothes are almost always a bit too big for him, but he takes comfort in that — especially in sweaters that are too large. his typical outfit consists of pants that are a size or two up, oftentimes jeans or sweatpants (but he'll wear anything that's comfortable), an oversized t-shirt of some sort, and a huge sweater on top of that — either a hoodie or a jumper. sometimes he'll opt for a long-sleeved shirt, but he prefers a good sweater. ultimately, his favourite clothing is based on comfort & softness, as well as how easily he can simply hide himself in it.

7. Is your muse affectionate? How much? How so?

yes, but with extreme selectivity. while he remains kind with most people unless given reason to not be, he has a great deal of distrust toward most. only those he trusts receive his genuine affection, and he has to trust them more or less implicitly. once someone holds his trust though, he is quite affectionate — how he displays it and how much he displays it depends a lot from person to person, however. by default with anyone he trusts, si-u takes no issue in touching, though he balances this on their preferences over his own. in most of these cases, he'll take their hand or grasp their arm when they're out walking, allowing them to lead the way, and easily engages in affectionate acts like hugging. with those he's especially close with, si-u can be almost clingy; he'll sit very close so as to feel their movements & take comfort in their presence, he'll hold onto them even if they're just sitting at home, he'll play with their fingers or the sleeves of their shirts, lean against them, hang off of them, etc. he's very touchy with those people he trusts with his life. another big show of affection of his that spans even to those who haven't fully gained his trust but are close to it comes in the form of gifts, usually that of plants. if he offers you one, whether you accept it or not, it means he likes you quite a bit.

8. What position does your muse sleep in?

fetal position, on his side with his arms and legs pulled toward his chest. he basically curls up into a ball. there's definitely an aspect of self-comforting that comes with this choice of sleeping position, and maybe it's simply because it's the way he's slept since he was very young, but it's the position he's most comfortable in.

9. Could you hear your muse in the hallway from another room?

no. si-u is very aware of the volume of his voice and actions and he's careful to ensure he's as quiet as possible while also being audible enough for those in the room to be able to hear him speak or, at the very least, know that he's there. he likes to be as unnoticeable as possible, but also hates to accidentally frighten those who enter the room without necessarily realizing he's there. much of this is habit from his younger years wherein being quieter meant he was less likely to be harrassed.

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prettyyktskii · 7 months

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𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐀 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄

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TW/CW :: brief mention of denki x reader, swearing, angst, mention of alcohol, mention of nsfw, nsfw, acting like stuck up lil bitches lmao, rough, degradation, oral ( receiving), choking

this is another one from one of my wattpad books, so proceed with caution and know that this is a SPOILER! i am also open to requests tho :)

NSFW UNDER THE CUT.

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i groan, tumbling out of bed and putting my hair up lazily. my head is throbbing from the alcohol i had consumed the night before, and i can barely stand because- well, you know.

the smell of breakfast cooking lightens my mood a bit and i remind myself to thank momo. i guess she had let more than myself sleep here.

i can feel eyes staring holes into me as my shaky legs slowly wobble me down the stairs and into the kitchen, all the while still wearing denki's shirt.

i lift my gaze from the floor to see a familiar pair of red eyes shooting daggers at me. wow, i didn't realize bakugou was even there last night.

i spot denki sitting at the island in the middle of the room with no shirt, not helping the situation at all. sure, it was kind of on me for taking his shirt, but he offered!

no words are spoken as i sit down on one of the stools, waiting for the food to be plated. i decide to break the tension. "thanks, momo. you didn't have to let us all crash here."

momo turns to smile at me for a moment, "no worries!" she's quick to continue her task of plating the food for everybody. "looks like you needed it." she winks at me and my face flushes.

okay, so that basically meant everyone could tell that something happened with me and denki last night. oh god.

holy shit, i feel even worse now about doing that is someone else's house. what was i thinking?

whatever. hah, it was worth it.

"don't worry about it, y/n!" mina chirps after seeing the look on my face. "at least you didn't do it while the whole house was trying to sleep, right?" she adds with a wink.

my face flushes in embarrassment as momo places a plate in front of me. i don't give myself time to thank her as i quickly shovel a bite of food in my mouth, hoping to somehow hide my flustered state.

a loud bang is heard causing me to almost choke, turning my head with the rest of the group to see bakugou with his fists on the counter. he looks panicked for a brief moment before gathering himself, spitting out. "are you gonna give me my damn food?!"

what the hell was that?

i scoff at his behavior, scarfing down my food so i don't have to be a part of this damn conversation any more.

i get up to place my dish in the sink, mumbling to kaminari as i pass him. "denki, could you please drive me back to the dorms?"

he nods with a small smile, about to say something as he's rudely interrupted by everyone yelling out in unison,

"i heard that!"

. ��

i'm laying down in my dorm, denki only having dropped me off about ten minutes ago. aw damn, i was still wearing his shirt. oh well.

i sigh, leaning back into my pillows, letting my body relax. it seems to have been a while since i've actually been able to relax. since it was saturday, i might as well just rest. god, i guess this ended up working perfectly. i smile lightly.

just then there's a loud knock on my door and i groan out. "damn it." my legs stretch off of my bed, making their way to the door slowly. i swear to god if it's just denki asking for his fucking shirt back-

i cut my own thoughts off as i open the door. in a matter of seconds i've been shoved out of the way, the door slamming behind the two of us. "dumbass." bakugou grumbles as he strides further into the room. "you slept with dunce face?"

and there it goes, my face turns bright red again, but i quickly collect myself. "don't call me a dumbass," i scold him. "and it's none of your damn business!"

"i'll call you whatever the fuck i want!" bakugou shouts at me, clearly not giving two shits about my opinion. "just answer the damn question!"

i roll my eyes. "no, dumbass!"

"don't call me a dumbass!" he yells angrily. god. fucking hypocrite.

"so you can call me a dumbass, but when i say it you're gonna get all pissy?" i scoff at his immaturity.

he grips at his hair, wishing he could just rip it all out. he was getting more and more ticked off as the time went by, but i didn't give a fuck. he lived to make me frustrated, so i guess it was just karma. "just tell me if you fucking slept with him!" he orders, little sparks flying out of his hands almost as a threat.

i groan in irritation, fed up with him. "okay, fucking fine! yes, i slept with him, damn it!" throwing my hands into the air, the room goes quiet for just a moment, my head feeling relief.

"fucking dumbass," he growls, breaking the silence. "why the hell would you do that?"

i laugh at him sarcastically, feeling like i'm losing my mind. "oh, i don't know- maybe because i fucking wanted to?!"

"what? so you're a whore now?"

i look at him in shock. what the fuck is wrong with him? does he even think before he speaks? "excuse me?"

he's completely unfazed by my words obviously, taking a step forward. "clearly you're just sleeping with any guy now, right? such a whore."

my face contorts into a look i can't even place myself, looking at bakugou with disbelief in my eyes. he just laughs, taking another step towards me. "never even fucked me." he scoffs. "what? you like denki more than me now?"

i feel my confidence draining quickly, but fight a response anyway. "yes. you're an asshole."

my words only flare his anger up more, taking one final step right up to me. he grips onto the back of neck harshly, closing the gap between us and kissing me roughly. i can't help but kiss back, god, as much as i didn't want to.

was i really going to give in that easily? was i really just gonna let it slide, after weeks of him being a complete jerk to me? just because it's what the thing in between my legs wanted? god, maybe i am a whore.

he roughly pushes me onto the bed, following suit. "i'm really pissed off you let dunce face fuck you before i did." he snaps, tugging my underwear off quickly.

"i can have sex with whoever i want." i bite back.

"bullshit," he growls, "take his fucking shirt off. can't believe you're still wearing it."

i roll my eyes, reluctantly pulling the shirt over my head. something is immediately thrown into my lap and i look up, seeing that now bakugou had no shirt. i then look to my lap, bakugou's shirt. "tsch, dumbass." i mumble, throwing the shirt on anyway.

"the fuck did i say about calling me dumbass?" i can tell he's not actually that mad about it, but i scoff and roll my eyes anyway. i don't know if i've ever been more irritated.

i'm about to retort when he suddenly presses his tongue flat against my clit, making me gasp in shock. the sudden jolt of pleasure making my hips buck, though bakugou places his arm over my hips, holding me in place. he chuckles lightly at my reaction, the vibrations making my eyes roll back. "bakugou, i-"

"shut up." the sound of his voice sends vibrations through me again, making me whine in protest. i just want him to fucking touch me, and he won't even let me speak.

yea, no. fuck that. "how-"

i start to speak again when his tongue presses against my entrance without warning. he's quickly lapping up by wetness, his tongue flicking my clit rather aggressively, ripping a moan out of me. "i said shut up."

he then pulls away from me, confusing the hell out of me. "what the fuck was that for?" i groan in frustration.

he just smirks at me, almost laughing a little. "you didn't actually think i was going to let you cum like that? especially after what you did." he's pulling his belt off while he speaks.

seriously? what a fucking tease. why the hell would he do that?

i can't help but pick up on the words 'especially after what you did.' i guess denki was right. he was pretty pissed off about it. i can't fight back the small smile playing on my lips as the words come out of my mouth. "you know, denki said you'd be pissed- but i didn't believe him."

bakugou scoffs, fully aware i'm just trying to piss him off. "you're really gonna keep talking about that fucking extra?" he snaps, pressing his crotch onto mine, making me let out a gasp.

i try to wriggle around, desperate for him to just go inside of me, but he just raises his body slightly from it's previous position. "you're not that fucking desperate, are you?" he smirks at me.

god, no. of course not! i'm mad at him, right? he's been a bitch to me for weeks! why was i doing this? i'm not desperate, right? i can't believe i'me letting this happen. what am i thinking?

bakugou uses my silent moment of thinking against me, pushing in all at once as i'm distracted, causing me to let out a sound somewhere between a moan and a yelp. "ah- what the hell?!" i groan.

he begins to pound into me, wasting no time to fuck me mercilessly. my head feels like it's spinning as i cry out, eyes shutting tightly. not a moment later there's a hand wrapped around my throat, my eyes shooting open. "open your eyes damn it." he grunts out, and i try to force my eyes not to squeeze shut.

he groans, fucking me deeper and making me moan out. his free hand threads in my hair, his elbow supporting his weight on the bed as he attacks my lips with his own. the angle he thrusts into me makes me let out a moan, his tongue slipping into my mouth.

he disconnects us when he feels me clench around him. "gonna cum already? slut." he laughs a little when i let out a whine at his words, a similar sound coming from him moments later.

his hands lift from their previous positions, grabbing onto my thighs as my legs instinctively begin to try to close. "god, s-shut up." i breathe, not really wanting him to but feeling the need to retaliate.

he scoffs at me, his hand moving slightly to rub my clit as quickly as he can. tears prick at the corner of my eyes at the overwhelming feeling, and i can feel myself chi clench around him again. he lets out a groan at this. "ah- that's it, cum for me."

i feel myself release, his harsh thrusts stopping as he cums inside me, the fingers on my clit still moving lightly until he finishes with a grunt, pulling out of me carefully.

"asshole." i mumble out as he rolls over next to me, while i turn over onto my side, body shaking slightly.

"really?" he scoffs, though his arm snakes it's way around my waist as he also turns over. my face flushes a little at this, both of now in silence as we breathe heavily.

my eyes flutter closed, drifting off into a surprisingly peaceful slumber. though, i can't help but wonder.

why?

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quokkareactions · 1 year

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Prompt list:

Cute prompts that came to my mind but I could never write for them. I would love to see better writers use them tho, so please go for it and tag me if you do. ♥️

1. "Right now I don't know if I want to kiss you or shove you off the bridge."

"Can I pick?"

2. "What's the worst thing love can do?"

"Love can make you stop believing in love."

3. "Buy me cute underwear and I will let you see me wearing it."

"If I buy you nothing, can I see you wearing that?"

4. "I'm sorry, what were you saying? I keep getting lost in your eyes."

5. "Don't yell at me in languages I don't understand!"

6. "When I said 'whatever helps you sleep at night' I didn't mean this."

7. "They don't love me. They are not that stupid."

8. "Love at first sight doesn't exist."

"Then how else do I describe how I felt when I first saw you?"

"Y-you love me?"

"Apparently not, according to you."

9. "I just ended a four year relationship."

"I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, it wasn't my relationship."

10. "Your heart is as cold as my dorm room, and I can't feel my toes in that room, so it's bloody cold."

11. "I already know I'm going to hell. At this point it's really go big or go home."

12. "You are being all sweet and cute, it's making me wanna kiss you."

13. "Oh my, what have I done to deserve such a beautiful smile?"

14. "I love you. You enormously stubborn pain in the ass."

15. "I don't have enough middle finger to let you know how I feel."

16. "I heard that!"

"You were supposed to!"

17. "You fainted... straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn't have to go to such extremes."

18. "I don't sleep. My mind has the scary capability of being dark and demented."

"You're afraid of your dreams?"

"Yes"

19. "Careful."

"What?"

"Your smile. You look like you're about to fall in love."

20. "If you bite your lip one more time, I'm gonna do it for you."

21. "I am fully convinced that you never graduated kindergarten."

22. "I didn't do it."

"Then why are you laughing?"

"Cause whoever did it is a freaking genius."

23. "If I tell you I... You know... Care about you... Would you laugh at me?"

24. "What? No! I wasn't staring... I-I was looking at something behind you."

25. "Why should we date?"

"Because we are attracted to each other."

"I'm attracted to pie, but I do not feel the need to date a pie."

26. "There's a fine line between cuddling and holding somebody down so they can't get away."

27. "I can't get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now your having breakfast with me in my hoodie."

28. "Quit smiling at me. I can't stop messing up my sentences when you look at me like that."

29. "This is going to sound controversial but I think that went well."

30. "I'm gonna kill him."

"Sit down. You are not murdering anyone on my watch."

"Then look away."

31. "It's okay. Everything will be alright. Don't blame yourself."

"I'm not. I'm blaming you!"

32. "Fix it, please."

"Fix what?"

"Me"

33. "Nah"

"Don't 'nah' me!"

34. "You gotta stop doing that."

"What?"

"Saying things that make me wanna kiss you."

35. "What an idiot"

...

"Oh hey, that's my idiot!"

36. "You don't scare me."

"Then why's your heart beating so fast?"

"Cause you're kinda cute."

37. "I have a plan."

"Is it a good plan?"

"I have a plan."

38. "Now... Let me teach you how to lose."

"Yeah, I imagine you're an expert at it. You had a lot of practice."

39. "Did you just fall?"

"No, I attacked the floor."

"Backwards?"

"I'm freaking talented!"

40. "Why are you avoiding me?"

"Because... Because I think I'm falling in love with you, okay? That's why."

41. "If you wanted a sign you should have said. I would have punched you in the face."

42. "No, I don't like them. They are loud and obnoxious and I think that thing they do with their hands when they're nervous is dumb."

43. "Do you not see it?"

"See what?"

"The difference between her and you. He looks at her like she's the prettiest girl in the world. But you... He looks at you like you are his whole world."

44. "I'm not jealous! It's just... you are mine."

45. "A broken heart is small price to pay, when you're not the one paying it."

46. "Why don't we take a nap? We can be nap buddies."

47. "Why am I on the ground?"

48. "Are you... Is this flirting or are you starting a fight?"

49. "How drunk were you last night?"

"Well, I still have my pants on, so not that drunk."

"Those aren't your pants."

50. "I'm with him. For better or for worse."

"It'll probably be for worse."

"I knew that the day I met him."

51. "I'd be more than happy to show you a good time if you are looking for one."

52. "Show me your scars."

"Why?"

"I want to see how many times I wasn't there when you needed me."

53. "Well, fuck me."

"Already did."

54. "Get in"

"No"

"Get in"

"No"

"Now"

"Make m..."

"Trust me, love. That's a sentence you don't want to finish."

55. "... You didn't."

"Oh, I did... I did so very much."

56. "I didn't fall for you, you fucking tripped me."

57. "I will destroy you and everything you care for."

"You do realise that includes you, right?"

"I'm counting on it."

58. "I remember kissing you... WHY DO I REMEMBER KISSING YOU?"

59. "Am I your lockscreen?"

"You weren't supposed to see that."

60. "Can you stop playing connect the dots with my freckles?"

61. "Not to toot my own horn or anything, but the dog loves me more."

62. "Permission to lean in?"

"Permission granted."

63. "I'm not a delicate flower. Kiss me like you mean it."

64. "Is there a reason you waited until she walked in to kiss me?"

65. "You talked in your sleep... Do you really love me?"

66. "I mean, I'd make out with them but like... platonically, you know?"

"You can't make out with someone platonically."

"Of course you can! We've done it like severeal times already."

67. "Can I buy you a drink?"

"Go ahed but only if you buy one for my boyfriend too."

68. "I hate you!"

"Why? I'm lovely."

69. "Did you just tell the person I was gonna go out with that we're dating?"

70. "He excelled! How the heck did you do it?"

"I promised him a date if he passed."

#dialogue prompt #fanfiction prompts #kpop imagines #prompt list #kpop drabbles #writer challenge

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hermes-whistle · 1 year

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LES MISERABLES 22/23 CAST REVIEW

Wednesday, November 30th, 2022

ACT 2

Cast:

Nick carnell-Jean Valjean

Hayden Tee-Javert (temporary replacement)

Haley dortch- Fantine

Matt Crowle-Thénardier

Christina Rose Hall-Madame Thénardier

Hazel Vogel- little Cosette

Cora Jane Messer- Little Eponine

Christine Heesun Hwang- Eponine

Addie Morales- Cosette

Gregory Lee Rodriguez-Marius

Devin Archer-Enjorlas

Kyle Adams- Grantaire

Gavroche- Harrison Fox

Well uh, unfortunately my theater decided that they weren't gonna flicker the lights to let us know to go back to our seats so I missed all of building the barricade and eponine giving the letter

On my own

-"Now I can make believe he's here" that tone she had was gorgeous

- I couldn't focus on most of the number because some kids behind me decided to get chips during Intermission because they were bored

- the blocking feels a bit stiff

-the lights where pretty tho

-again unfortunately I couldn't pay attention due to the kids behind me

-bUT oh my God when that barricade comes out with all the fog, one of the best scenes ever

At the barricade

-seeing the boys climb over the barricade was funny ngl

-the barricade bits are blurry in my head sorry yall

Javerts return/little people

-it looked like javert picked up a stick and started drawing

- this is a Gavroche Stan page

- gav tried jumping off the barricade like enj does

-gav flipping javert off might be my favorite thing

-marius in the back literally went like :0

-meanwhile after that grant picked gav up for "your the top of the class" after enj had his whole speaking bit he came over and ruffled gavs hair

A little fall of rain/ night of anguish

-during the small battle scene or whatever happened (I'm sorry I'm writing this In a car and can't remember so) ep moved marius and got shot perusal, she had a very small scream but it was at the same time the gunshot went off so it wasn't as noticeable

-she basically stumbled off the barricade with marius

-the way he said "oh god it's everywhere" was chilling tbh, he sounded scared almost

-miss girl basically falls onto him and then he carefully lays her down

-towards the end Gav ran over, taking a few moments to realize what happened

-Enj and grant then walked in (more like enj strutting) gav then clung to grants leg once ep actual died

-rip bad bitch, you will be missed

-IM SO SORRY THE WAY THEY CARRY HER OFF IS SO FUNNY

- FELT LIKE I WAS WATCHING THE QUEENS FUNERAL OR SMTH

-"her name was eponine,," lawd that was a kick to the gut huh

Valjeans revenge

-wake up babes daddy is climbing

-javert is back on stage (I don't know if he left)

-the hesitant 'he belongs to you'

-jean pushes javert down onto his knees facing the audience

-javert stayed looking forward while Jean approached him from behind (📸)

- he kept shaking his head as Jean was talking, he then grabbed the gun and forcibly put it in his hands then made Jean angle it at him

-Jean seemed clearly upset about this and the way he says "you are wrong,," sounds like he was trying to remind himself that

- he then continued to grab onto his jacket while saying "clear out of here"

- the gunshot scared me and my mom, we knew it was coming but it's so loUD

Drink with me

-once Grant starts singing and goes to the middle, Enj now looks over and starts getting off the barricade

-"marius, rest please" was very gently said

-the boys gave a small cheer when grant started singing

-grant lightly shoves one of the boys

-once he sees enj his mood changed

- during "can it be your death means nothing at all?" Enj clearly tried to hug him and grant pushed him away then walked away

-gav was standing right by enj and then held onto his leg

-grant goes over where the sewer is and puts his head against it, enj looking down and told gav somthing

-gav then ran over and hugged grant for behind (more like his legs since grant was tall) and he then put his hand over gavs arm

Bring him home

-chills the whole song

-nick gave it all ON A RANDOM WEDNESDAY NIGHT

-he really does sound like he's begging for marius to be alright

-enj is at the left top of the barricade, has his head slightly tilted down watching (I can't blame him)

-grant and gav are still sitting against the sewers, it was dark where they where but I think grant was holding him while he was sleeping

-the way my soul actually left my body at his last note

-breath support is all I gotta say

Second battle/Gavroches death /Final battle

-I don't remember much pre gav dying sorry

-everyone is dead silent the second gavroche starts singing

-Enj holds out his arms for gav then puts his fist up for "you better run for cover when the pup grows u-" and then he's shot

-gav falls onto enjs shoulder, enj took a second to hold onto him and slowly turned around clearly looking upset before giving him to grant

-everyone looked horrified at what they just saw

-grant held him close to his shoulder

-eventually when the shooting did happen Jean ran over and took gavs body and took it off stage then returned

-Randy Jeter was really slaying for the loud hailer

- the "until the earth is free" note gets faded into the music

-I don't know if it was on purpose or not but when enj is supposed to be kicking people down from the other side he nearly fell off, thankfully one of the fake boards was there and he pulled himself back up

-enj waving the flag has got to be the most beautiful thing I've ever seen omg, he was waving it very desperately

- the first one to go is Enj, before he starts falling grant starts trying to get up the barricade to grab him, only missing his hand by a little bit

-I'd like a moment to appreciate Jean basically t-posing while laying unconscious on the ground

-grant is the last one to die

-jean woke up then crawled over to marius whispering "shhh your okay please get up, get up" and then drags him off stage

-javert comes running over the barricade, the live fire torch looked so pretty for the scene

-when he got down he watched as the barricade opened

-Enj was vibing on the cart upside down per usual

-only one of his arms was hanging which is important in a second

-Javert walked over to Gavroche, prays over his body then lets the other dude pick him up

-gav gets thROWN in

-when the cart starts getting rolled off, enj was a little too far off the edge of the cart so it looked like he was gonna fall off, his other arm now fell off the cart

sewers/dog eat dog

-okay this scene deadass is my guiltly pleasure

-I got a tiny bit dizzy with the back screen visual

-the way Thénardier draggs one of the boys by the ankles💀

-I just love the song, it's so groovy

-valjean let go of marius and he just fell like the tower of terror

-when Thénardier goes over by marius he takes his hand like singing and puts it on his cheek acting as if it's his own hand

- "only the moon looks down" is still one of my favorite vocal moments, it scratches an itch in my brain

-"vALJEAN😧😧😧😧 AINT THE WORLD A REMARKABLE PLACE😧😃😧😃😧😃😧"

-marius seems to be like slightly awake

-I TRIED SO HARD NOT TO LAUGH WHEN IT CUTS 3 TIMES TO HIM CARRYING HIM DIFFERENT WAYS

- instrumental was such a bop

-javert is already waiting in the dark by the time Jean comes out

-once Jean looks over and sees him, javert points a gun at him (is this a new thing?? I don't remember seeing it before in boots)

-just gay old men arguing

-when Jean leaves with marius he looks back at him the same way javert did to him at the beginning, same places on the stage

Javerts suicide

-This is one of the scenes that is so so much better in person

-i personally think Hayden is one of the javerts that perform this scene best

-the stage is completely dark during the first Part

-but in the background you can see the bridge coming together on both sides which was so cool to see

-I definitely got more of a panic attack vibe from him instead of angry

-he kept on literally reaching out but his hands where extremely shakey

-javert was very slow about getting up on the bridge, he seemed hesitant

-"I am reaching but I fall" part was almost the exact same way nick as Jean performed it at the beginning with his hand reaching up

-once javert starts his final note I wasn't expecting the bridge to come out from Underhim and MANS WAS FLYING

-ofc he was up on wires but I never seen them and was shocked because I didn't know the scene is done like this (usually the bootlegs are taken from a weird angle for this scene)

-the visuals behind him are going down and eventually he gets pulled back into the darkness, the last thing you see is his hand reaching out

Turning

-interesting but sad scene transitions

-some of the women where dressed upperclass and half lower

-the little girl :((

-I'm not sure which actress is the one who says "what's the use of praying when nobody will hear??" But it was said very raw and emotional almost angry

-very beautiful song though

Empty chairs ar empty tables

-the tree is back

-yet another nice song transition

-love the performance but I don't have much to say???

-when le boys came in enj was the closest to him

-they pick up the candles, marius then waves his arm behind him like he was trying to make them go away during "don't ask me what your sacrifice was for"

-everyone blows their candles out except marius and enj

-enj is the last one to leave, marius looks over then enj blows his candle out then goes bye bye

-marius raises his candle at the end

Everyday/valjeans confession

-marius In his emo era then there's Cosette westing purple like hey lol

- cosette helps him walk over to the bench, once he sits down Cosette takes his cane and puts it behind the bench

- pretty vocals but everyday is kinda a basic song

-here comes the dilf, and he's got his limp again

-when he tells Cosette to go inside Cosette kinda looks between them like what's going onnnn and then leaves

-the change in tone when Jean talks to marius is interesting

-"who am i?" Idk man you tell me

-its 2:34 am when I'm writing this sorry I ain't remembering much

Wedding/beggers at a feast

-holy shit that is a very fast quick change for marius, I know he wears his coat over the wedding costume but sTILL

-again height difference between Cosette and him>>>

-Cosette's veil is gorgeous it's a shame it's only worn for like 5 minutes

- them dancing is the cutest thing ever and they kissed again before walking off the the side of the stage

- Marius introduces her to someone then goes over by the Thénardiers

-i was focusing on Cosette dancing

-the way the ensemble and cosette dance is interesting because they are clearly listening and moving to the tune

-Marius punching Thénardier was a slay per usual

-once they run off the plates drop ofc, overall the audience loved them

- the little hops during "among the elite"

- the line is back to "there goes a jew, this one's a queer but what can you do"

-the chaos that is the rest of the number>>>

Epilog

-Lmfao the change between songs

- he struggled for a sec to light the candles but got them eventually

-Nick made me appreciate jeans final solo part

-the chills I got when fantine comes out, I know she's an angel and she looked like one, she came out from stage right and had an orange haze casting over to her

-Jean looked relieved when he heard her, just ready to die

- Nick said a few times that his favorite line in the show is "she's the best of my life" and it shows 🥲🥲🥲

-Fantine got about 3 feet away, she was reaching out for him then Cosette comes running in

-this part is a bit of a blur since I was trying to get my phone out to get a small audio

- Marius comes in a few seconds after her, then he goes over behind the candles and looks at them until "you must forgive a thoughtless fool" then he sits by Cosette

- during the confession he slowly reached over and gave it to her, during "those who always loved you" He booped her nose again

- cosette is holding onto his hand until he gets up, more like he dies

-i wasn't paying attention to eponine I was trying to figure out why my camera didn't show the stage, turns out it was facing the wrong way

- "to love another person is to see the face of god" I'm not religious but that line always gets to me

-by the time Valjean gets up the chorus is starting, and the bishop comes out

-listen I know some people think it's stupid but I do like the Jean and bishop hug💔

-marius is holding Cosette and kissing her hair while rubbing her arm

-the ending just is so🤌🤌🤌 probably one of my favorite musical closers

Bonus if you made it this far

#les miserables #les mis #Les miserables us tour #nick cartell #hayden tee #Haley Dortch #Matt Crowle #Christina rose hall #harrison fox #Devin archer #Kyle adams #Gregory Lee Rodriguez #addie morales #Christine Heesun Hwang

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waithyuck · 4 years

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PUPPY

pairing: werewolf!lee jeno x reader (f) *halloweenie special*

genre: smut, supernatural au

word count: 4k

warnings: mature content, excessive explicit language, sexy times (meaning sexual content), I used the word ‘penis’ ONCE and only ONCE, mentions of a knot, knotting (I’m sorry), slight impreg kink, cumming inside, unprotected sex, blood, aggressive behavior, other stupid cliche werewolf things that are most definitely prob in hundreds of fics, jeno does NOT like being called a puppy even tho he’s called it oNCe

a/n: the first release of the dreamie halloweenie series! I hope this one sets the tone for what’s to come 👀 sorry to anyone who hates werewolf cliches and for the extreme lack of any substance or plot lmaoooo anyway I hope y’all enjoy reading

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~10/10/2020~

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“are you cool with jeno staying the night?” your brother shot out, startling you as he spoke, not even looking at you as he spread too much peanut butter on a slice of bread nestled in his hand.

you looked up from where you were sitting at the kitchen table to face your brother, not saying anything in reply as you got lost in your thoughts.

jeno was an oddball. he was nice and he wasn’t creepy or even that weird, he just had his moments that were just well, odd. he was your brother’s friend of about six years; they met in their second year of high school and have been inseparable ever since. because of that, you have also been surrounded by jeno in all that time as well.

in the first couple years, you didn’t notice anything strange about him. he seemed like a normal and healthy young teenage boy. he was incredibly handsome, so of course your poor soul developed a small crush on him that only grew as the years progressed.

since you paid such close attention to him, you could pick out the oddities in his behavior occasionally pretty well. just from that, you’ve deducted that his sense of smell was almost god-like, like he could smell things that a normal person couldn’t.

now, you supposed that it wasn’t that weird that he had a good sniffer; there were probably tons of other people in the world with the same ability...but it wasn't just his sense of smell that had you curious.

sometimes he would act strangely at night; not often, but enough to have you questioning it. he would either disappear completely without a word or come up with a half-assed excuse to leave and then run away like a frightened animal.

it was just plain odd...and you couldn't get over it, no matter how much you tried to will yourself not to think about it.

snapping out of your stupor, you felt your heart jump at the thought of jeno coming over, even though he’s been here countless times, but you didn’t let it show and you shrugged your shoulders.

“it’s not like I have a choice in the matter,” you stated truthfully, looking down to pick at your nails. “you would have just said he was coming over anyway if I said no.”

your brother smiled at you, beaming as he placed the bread down and patted your head.

“you know me so well, y/n.”

you rolled your eyes, shoving him away. “yeah,” you retorted, slightly annoyed. “It’s not like you’re my brother, or anything.”

he didn't say anything further and you left him alone with his sandwich, getting up and making your way to your room where you could successfully hide for the rest of the night. before your cold make it far, you heard your brother yell something about jeno coming around 8, but you didn't say anything back and just minded your own business all the way upstairs to your room.

you pathetically holed yourself up in your dark room for about four hours, only coming out to quietly sneak to the bathroom and then you would go back into hiding once again.

even when you got word that there was pizza downstairs, you ignored it and continued to watch horror story narrations on youtube.

you just couldn't deal with being in the presence of your long time crush today. it took everything in your power to stop yourself from going downstairs and being potentially spotted, but you managed to pull through successfully and be a pathetic hermit in your room.

it was around 3 a.m. when you were finally finished with watching youtube videos, and you felt gross. you supposed that the two boys would be sound asleep by now, considering your brother never ever sacrificed his beauty sleep for anyone. you grabbed some clean clothes and gathered them in your arms before trudging tiredly to the bathroom, swinging open the door without a second thought, not realizing that the light was already on when you got there.

your heart almost jumped out of your chest as your eyes bulged out of their sockets.

“holy fuck!” you screeched as you took in the sight of jeno, in the middle of the bathroom completely naked, stroking his painfully hard cock right before your eyes. you couldn’t tear your eyes away from the show and you accidentally discovered that there was something not right about the way it looked...

your mouth fell agape and you barely heard him gasp loudly before trying to cover himself with the closest towel.

“jesus christ, y/n!” he yelled back, both of you not even considering your sleeping brother that was just three rooms over.

your eyes stayed glued to where he was covering himself with the towel, still thinking about the oddity of his dick. it seemed to be swelling at the base, which was definitely not normal for a human penis to do.

“what the fuck is wrong with your dick?” you blurted out unapologetically, causing a blush to cover his entire face and neck. you tore your eyes from his covered crotch to look at his eyes, which were now a shocking shade of bright yellow. you jumped back, dropping your clothes on the floor as you watched him breath heavily, most likely trying to calm himself down the same as you.

“oh my god, what the actual fuck is happening?” you murmured out loud, your eyes wide and never leaving his own as he stood silently in front of you. “am i dreaming? am i fucking high?” you tried to reason out as to why you were seeing what you're seeing, but jeno didn't give you much time to think before he spoke.

“you’re not dreaming,” his voice came out low, almost like a growl, and you felt your heart freeze up. “I dunno if you’re high...but what you're seeing is as real as it gets.”

your mouth opened and closed like a fish gasping out of water, trying to formulate the words to say next. your brain literally couldn't think of anything except his abnormally large and weird dick.

“okay…” you trailed off, your hands coming up to rest over your racing heart. “so then I’ll ask again: what the fuck is up with your dick??” and then you quickly added, “and your eyes??? I'm so confused right now, jeno.”

he sighed heavily and turned around, giving you a full view of his ass before he gathered his clothes to get dressed and cover himself. you really should have looked away, but your eyes wouldn’t listen to your internal screaming no matter how hard you physically tried to stop staring.

when he pulled his shorts on he finally turned to face you once more, forgoing a shirt much to your dismay (but really, you were dying on the inside at the sight of his abs). he stared at you for a second, his eyes back to their natural deep brown color.

“...there's a lot we need to talk about.” was all he said before grabbing your wrist in his scorchingly warm hand and dragging you out of the bathroom and down to your room. you didn’t protest and you let him practically drag you all the way there, closing the door behind him and guiding you to plop down on your bed. jeno walked to the opposite side of the room, distancing himself from you as much as possible.

“um..so,” he started hesitantly, trying to form his words correctly. “I’m uh, I'm a werewolf.”

your eyes bulged out of your head in disbelief, but you didn't say anything in reply. you both stared at each other across the space of your bedroom, not uttering a single word.

at first you were ready to call him crazy; there was absolutely no way that it was true. but then you thought about his eyes, his sense of smell...and then thought about his cock...holy shit wait, was that a fucking knot??

“um, yeah, it was…” you heard him say suddenly. you jumped out of your skin at the sound of his voice, not expecting him to reply. did you say that out loud by accident?

“you did.”

okay fuck, you needed to stop thinking and pull yourself together. what were you supposed to say to that? ‘oh cool, your cock has a knot and you’re a fucking werewolf, that’s super, jeno!’

jeno went on to explain the ins and outs of being a werewolf to you over the next twenty minutes, the small pink blush on his cheeks never truly leaving as he went into detail about everything. he even corrected certain cliches that were not true, a scowl making its way to his features with each inaccuracy you brought up.

“so...my brother doesn’t know?” you questioned quietly, looking down at your lap.

“no one knows besides you and my family.” he confirmed, and you looked up again to see him lean against the wall behind his back, eyes gazing sharply at you.

you panicked slightly, thinking that holy crap, now that you know, he's gonna have to kill you so the secret doesn't get out.

“oh my god,” you whimpered out, “are you going to kill me now?”

you watched his eyes widen before he choked, coughing violently before composing himself. he straightened his posture, but still didn't make any move toward you, still keeping his distance.

“what?!” he practically shouted, startling you. “of course not! why would I do that??”

you felt your face grow hot and you looked away once again, wringing your hands together on your lap. you shrugged, murmuring quietly, “i dunno...I thought you'd kill me to keep the secret, well, you know, a secret…”

you heard him sigh exasperatedly before hearing his soft voice grace your ears from across the room.

“I don't kill people, y/n.” he sounded slightly sad, and you then felt bad about assuming something so terrible of him. “the only time I kill is when my instincts become too much to control, and I snap.” his head hung low, but he quickly added. “but I’ve never actually killed a person, even if my instincts were screaming at me to.”

you tried to wrap your mind around what his wolf instincts were like; he only briefly touched on that topic earlier, seeming like he didn't want to talk about it too much. you being yourself, of course you had to pry.

“so like, what you’re saying is,” you started, your hand cupping your chin in thought as you pondered over your thoughts. “that if you were to like, hypothetically, snap right now and go all feral, you would want to kill me?” the question came out inflected as a statement, but you nonetheless awaited his answer patiently as you took in the sight of his face going through about five different emotions in the short span of a couple seconds.

“I don’t think…” he trailed off, looking down at the floor while clenching his fists. “I don’t think killing you would be my first instinct,” he looked up at you, his eyes blazing a slight yellow again as he seemingly stared into your soul. “...if you catch my drift.”

at first you were completely confused, not sure what other instincts he could express while being feral, but then it all clicked and it had your body heating up at the thought.

“oh.” you simply retorted, your eyes glazing over at the implication of him pinning you down and taking you as he pleased. “oh, fuck. you’re fuckin’ serious?”

his eyes were dark as he drank you in, his nostrils flaring slightly as he subtly sniffed the air between the both of you. dear god, you hoped that he couldn’t smell the sudden arousal that consumed you. you watched his eyes glow into a bright yellow and you felt your instincts screaming at you to run, but you held his gaze as he let a low growl escape his mouth.

“y/n,” he said, low and strained as he tried to fight his animal instincts. “you need to leave if you don’t want this, right now.” his words were final, no room for questioning.

you briefly tried to think it over; what would actually happen if you stayed and let him have you? you could probably die, first and foremost, but you shook that thought away even though it was a very real and serious possibility. you couldn’t deny your arousal at the whole thing, being taken like a bitch in heat by a guy you’ve been thirsting over for a while now. you may not get the chance to fuck a werewolf again, so you quickly made your decision.

“I’m…” you trailed off, dragging your gaze down to his neck and collarbones where you could make out the sweat forming on his perfect skin. “I’m staying, jeno.” you spoke softly to him, watching his brow furrow in confusion before smoothing out again.

you made your way to him and he stiffened up, watching your every move like a predator as you tentatively stopped in front of his panting form. reaching a hand up, you caressed his face, your breathing shaky as you leaned in closer.

“you can have me, puppy.” you threw in the last little jab with that sudden nickname just for fun, your heart soaring at the sound of the deep growl he let out upon hearing it. you fought the smile off your face as he practically pounced on you, pushing you over to the bed and pinning your body underneath his in one swift movement.

“I’m a puppy, huh?” he questioned darkly, his glowing eyes roaming over your face before his head dipped down to nose at your throat. you whimpered softly as his teeth nibbled on your sensitive skin, earning a satisfied growl from him.

you felt your shorts stick to your core from how insanely soaked you had become, and you grew hot at the idea of him pulling them down to find that you were, in fact, pantieless. he had your wrists pinned down against the mattress, not allowing you to touch him much to your annoyance. you tried to struggle against his supernaturally strong hold, but was met with a deep snarl in response. you immediately grew pliant underneath him out of pure instinct.

he pulled back, sharp canines prominent in his mouth as he fixed you with his glowing stare, red swirling with yellow in his bright irises.

“don’t fucking move,” he spat, his voice coming out low and gutteral, causing a flood of your own arousal to escape you down below. his nostrils flared for the second time that night, and he breathed in deeply at the scent of your wet and begging cunt. “be a good girl and take what I give you.”

the statement was final, and you barely had time to nod before he was tearing your t-shirt in two, biting the skin of your shoulder. his sharper teeth did not sink deep into your flesh, but when he drug the canines across your skin, you felt them rip you open. you let out what could be considered a poorly concealed scream, but it came forth as more of a moan as you felt hot blood trickle down your arm.

your shirt was in ribbons, and he looked extremely pleased as he took in the beautiful sight of your naked breasts, no bra in his way. he watched as your chest heaved up and down in anticipation, and he released your wrist to gently trail both of his hand over your body.

“your tits are so pretty,” he murmured, diving down to take one of your nipples into his mouth. he worked your other boob with one of his hands, kneading it and flicking your sensitive nipple.

your back arched into his touch, and you tried your best to stay as quiet as possible in fear of your brother hearing you.

he suckled hard; nibbling your nipple and dragging his teeth along it, causing shivers to run up your spine and your core to clench around nothing. your shorts were without a doubt ruined at this point.

your nails scratched down his back and he continued to ravage your chest, alternating between both of your breasts and teasing your sensitive buds with no remorse. it felt like hours of play, but eventually he pulled back to roughly grip the fabric of your shorts and tear them down your legs, exposing your dripping core to his hungry eyes.

you whined as he stared at you, reaching your arms out towards his own pants, wanting to see his cock again now that you were laying there, desperate and pouting for it.

his eyes shot to your face, smirking as he watched your brow furrow and your lips purse, your hands trying to grab at him from your place on the bed.

he didn’t allow you to pull his shorts down for him; instead he hooked his own thumbs in the waistband and pulled them down slowly, exposing his cock inch by inch before it finally sprung out, slapping against his stomach proudly.

your mouth watered at the sight of him once again and you moved to try to sit up, but didn’t get very far. he grasped your non-bleeding shoulder and roughly shoved you against the mattress once again, not saying anything. the stare he gave you oozed enough dominance for you to clearly get the message that he was trying to send.

jeno didn’t waste any time spreading your thighs open, two of his fingers immediately swiping through your embarrassingly wet slit before easing inside your tight hole. the stretch burned at first, considering he was starting you off with two fingers instead of one, but you welcomed the slight pain that mixed with the pleasure of him reaching up with his thumb to graze over your throbbing clit.

jeno thrusted his fingers into you gently at first, gradually picking up the pace as he went along. before you knew it he was adding a third finger, stretching your more than you’ve been stretched before.

you gasped at the feeling, your back arching off the bed as you cried out while he started finger fucking you with earnest.

“shhh, baby,” he said quietly, his movements never ceasing. “just gotta open you up for me, make sure you can take my knot.”

you held back another moan at that, thinking of how his cock would stretch you open, and how full you would feel with his knot nestled inside you.

he abruptly pulled his fingers from you, causing your back to arch again as you protested the loss of stimulation. his strength amazed you, and with one hand on your belly he pinned you down completely, sucking on the fingers of his other lewdly while stating you in the eyes.

after licking his fingers clean, (which caused heat to crawl it’s way down your belly), he kissed you sloppily on the mouth once again before gripping your waist and roughly flipping you over onto your knees.

your chest was flush against the mattress as well as your face, and your hips were lifted high in the air and you could feel the heat radiating off of him as he positioned himself behind you.

his nails drug down your sides and he gripped one of your hips with his hand, using his other to position himself at your leaking entrance. you wiggled your hips in anticipation, whining as he drug the head through your folds before slowly sinking inside you.

your fingers gripped the pillows as he bottomed out, his knot already slowly forming at the base of his shaft. it stretched you ever so slightly at the entrance of your core, and you whimpered out in pleasure as he started thrusting in and out.

the small form of his knot caught on your entrance with each precise thrust, and you were finding it very difficult to stay quiet. jeno’s breaths were heavy and every so often he would let out a soft growl as he felt his tip pound gently into your cervix.

your small whimpers were short and staggered, escaping your mouth with each thrust, which spurred him on to create a faster and harsher pace. he leaned over your back and didn’t relent as his cock punished you pussy, and when you let out a cry that was just a little bit too loud, he shoved your face right into your pillow to silence you.

“shut up,” he panted, a rumble low in his chest following his words. “just fucking take it.”

you nodded your head in response to the best of your ability, biting your lip to keep quiet as the presence of his hand left the back of your head.

he seemed to be getting close now, and you could feel yourself teetering on the edge as well. it was uncommon for you to cum without any clitoral stimulation, and you were amazed at his ability to reach all of the most pleasurable spots inside you.

you felt your stomach tightening up and you gasped sharply when you felt his cock press right against your sweet spot, making you reach your high almost instantly.

you clamped around him, barely registering that he buried himself completely inside you and was now stretching you to the max with his fully developed knot. the pain of the stretch only intensified your orgasm, which had you screaming into your pillow to muffle your cries of ecstasy.

jeno growled loudly as he came shortly after, biting the back of your neck aggressively and painting your walls with his cum, emptying completely inside of you while his knot kept a single drop from escaping.

he withdrew his teeth from you, surprised that it didn’t break your skin, and gently moved the two of you to lay on your sides as you basked in the afterglow of what just occurred.

your chest heaved as you fought to catch you breath, you pussy still stretched to its limit as you laid with him. you reached an arm around to caress his face, a small show of affection as you smiled in bliss.

after catching your breath, you sat in silence for a bit, just bathing in each other’s warmth, before you had to go and open your big mouth again.

“so your knot is supposed to like, plug me up?” you questioned, your voice still sounding slightly out of breath as you panted. “to make sure I get like, hypothetically, pregnant or whatever?”

he groaned in response and gripped your hips tightly, his hips bucking and causing his still painfully hard cock to sharply jab against your sensitive insides, making you yelp.

“dear god, y/n,” he whined, his nails digging into your skin. “don’t say things like that, fuck.”

“oh, so you like that idea?” you teased, turning your head to try to look at him to the best of your ability considering your current position. “fucking me full of babies?”

his eyes stared down at you intensely, the color of his irises brightening up as he growled lowly at you. he suddenly gripped your hips and turned you both over, his body completely laying on your own as you were pressed against the mattress on your stomach.

“keep talking, y/n,” he growled out lowly, his hips pressing tightly against your ass, the head of his cock kissing your cervix. “I’ll fuck you again right now, and give you my fucking babies.”

he couldn’t see you, but you smiled contently, preparing yourself for another intense round with this beast of a man. there was a small chance that you would actually get pregnant, considering the IUD you had…but the thought of it had you ready to go at it again.

in some fucked up way, you were content with this, and you threw your hips up to grind back against him, grinning even wider as he pinned your body down even harder.

jeno fucked you like an animal until the sun came up, and your brother was none the wiser.

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astersofthesky · 3 years

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I decided to reread the MHA LN Chapter 4, you know, the canon bkdk angsty slow-burn fanfic 😌😌 Spreading the BKDK LN agenda because WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT THIS MORE !!

Anyway, I FOUND ANOTHER TRANSLATION but sadly OP haven't finished it yet 😢

And since I need an emotional outlet so I can scream at how they're so canon, Im'ma do it here ahwjdhfjsh 👀✨

Warning: Long post; potential manga spoilers

– I forgot that this chapter literally started with the angst 😭 Deku saying that he can't imagine having lunch with Kacchan is like a pain in the gut. He just wanna be friends with his Kacchan again 😢

– One word, ✨SOULMATES ✨ afshshahah PLS, even the universe can't help but ship them together 😩✋ they're fruityness is on whole a new level I CAN'T 💚🧡

– I see what you're doing Bakugou 👀 You really can't leave your sweet broccoli behind huh?? Also, crybaby Macchan and aggressive Takkun?? 🤔 Do I need to say more? 🧐

– If that's not flirting then idk what is 🤷 also, "In front of my soba? Really?" (Todoroki, probably)

– There's no ss but I just wanna give a special mention to jealous!Bakugou. No cos srsly, implying you're not friends with Deku as if you're not dying to hold his hand then getting irritated over Todoroki claiming the "friend" card 😩 Just, Bakugou, don't @ me ☺️💢

– The angst had reached full force it seems ಥ‿ಥ The line was cut but it actually says "Not friends, just childhood friends" 😭😭 and I am telling you Im'ma throw my brand new book when Bakugou explicitly acknowledges Midoriya as his boyfriend. Because before they were rivals, Bakugou and Midoriya were first friends. And I'm not saying that they aren't one now because we as readers, can definitely see they care for each other. But the question is, do they already see the other as a friend and not just a mere rival? They don't cos they're boyfriends your honor

– Tbh, It still haven't sinked in that this is kind of canon 🤧 This is such a cliched romantic scene like wtf?? So what's next? The full moon is illuminating half of Bakugou's face, red eyes glowing and face soft from the natural white luminescence or something sappy like that?? 😩😩 I love it

– Izuku in this LN chapter whenever he talks about Bkg: ✨ THEIR RELATIONSHIP ✨

– I know, I get it. You don't have to shove it my face every single time Deku 😌 and pls, why are you still flirting at the middle of the night?? Or was it pining that I see 🤔 i mean comparing each other to their kid parallels 😕 hmm a severe case of mutual pining indeed

– Yes yes, of course you're only looking for food stalls Mr. Bakugou "Tsundere" Katsuki, I completely don't believe that you're worried about the kids. No! of course not! Who says you want the kids to reconcile so they wouldn't experience the pain that you and a certain green had gone through?? Hahaha I mean It's not like they're your parallel what??hmmm no no, go on, look for takoyaki or smthn ☺️☺️

– Wait, did the last part say '"Bakugou grabbed Izuku's face and pushed it away..." Aksfksjdhdisjs what in the actual gay fanfic is this??!! Or wait, is this what Bkg usually do to Deku in the official art he's like, I love agressively gripping your head as I entangle my fingers on your soft curls but no homo💀

Since OP's translation isn't complete, I'm going to use Lau Ren's translation and yes I'm continuing this shit even though Tumblr mobile only lets me post 10 pics per post

– Bkdk domesticity with children pt. 95736 💚🧡 They love kids so much 😩 Yk I'd donate my kidney just to see this ANIMATED ✨ like this has so much fluff potential 🤧 Or at the very least a drama CD. I'd ascend 😭

– WHAT THE FUDGE ?!! I'M SCREAMING 😭 I SAY IT AGAIN 💞 SOULMATES✨ and pls, it has my favorite fic trope, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings. Anyway, I need a minute to collect myself cos I can't move past the "With the said person himself nearby, Kacchan thought his fate had gone crazy" ( ≧Д≦) dammit Katsuki, why r u so gay. Izuku loves you, you emotionally constipated gremlin

I have reached my 10 picture limit so I'm just gonna copy paste some of the twts 💀 I hope I don't get in trouble lmao Xd

- Kacchan fixed his gaze to Deku who looked relieved. "He..."

- Somehow, Kacchan remembered the fight they had after All Might's retirement. It was the first time they were able to let out their conflicts sincerely. Although his fear towards Deku had decreased since then, there was still a feeling of disgust about Deku being a hero who save others residing in Kacchan.

- He couldn't understand it. But he knew, there will always a being whom he cannot understand

– Bkg rlly said 👀 on Deku while having angsty thoughts ಥ╭╮ಥ Looking back on this tho, I just can't help but be proud when I remember 285. Bakugou is loud but he is very rational in battles. He thinks of a plan on the spot meaning he's mind is on work 24/7.

– When he had his "My body just moved on its own" moment, Katsuki had understood Deku and his nature to "Save to Win." It'ss that Katsuki must not analyze it with his brain, but instead feel it with his heart 💚🧡 And this is the reason why I badly want to see him on the manga 😭 that was some MAJOR CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT I'm ahwjdhfjsh

– Takkun and Maachan's pinky swear deserves their own mention. They're so pure 😩✋

- He said he still hasn't done hatsumoude so Kacchan can go first, but Kacchan refused and wouldn't let Deku do hatsumoude before him.

- Kacchan tried to take a head start, but in the end, they ended up visiting and praying together.

– AND WE'RE BACK with the gays 😌 hsjdjajs they compete with every single thing it's honestly cute. Also YES THEY PRAYED TOGETHER and shoujo scenes with the main couple praying on the shrine but make it BKDK flashed before my eyes 😖✨

- After finishing their prayers, Deku looked at Kacchan, "What did you wish for?" "Shut up."

- Even with Kacchan's sulking expression seen from the side, Deku felt that they had wished for the same thing.

– DEKU YOU'RE BEING TOO LOUD!! I just can't with these two 😩✋ Both of them are down so bad for each other and you can't tell me otherwise 💚✨🧡

- With those serious eyes, Deku knew they were aiming for the same thing. Win to save, save to win. To be the best heroes.

- Deku knew well that he and Kacchan are polar opposites. But even so, Deku couldn't imagine a world in which Kacchan doesn't exist.

– Deku just went 😍 on Kacchan and thought "I CAN'T IMAGINE LIFE WITHOUT YOU 🧡💚" (insert Imagine by Ben Platt)

– I can't even stress how much I love this line, y'all this is so misleading I-- this is too much 😭 Anyway, I believe this go both ways. Bakugou can't also see a world without Deku in it, and since Deku decided to be the self-sacrificing person he is, I'll just SCREAM IN CH. 304 ( ≧Д≦)

- Seeing the two praying side by side, he commented, "so you've become good friends now, huh."

- Both of them immediately opposed, and Kacchan threatened to explode Shoto's mouth for saying such a disgusting thing.

– Let's go Todoroki, best wingman 🤣 And flustered Bakugou makes a reappearance hdjsja Dammit half n' half I ain't flirting with Deku fvck you

And this is where it ends afshshaha anyway bkdk canon 💚🧡

#bakudeku #dekubaku #bkdk #dkbk #mha light novel #bnha light novel #decchan #bakudeku canon #no edit #typo be damned #austere posts

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siriusmydeer · 3 years

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hi !!! so happy for you that you have reached 300!!! you deserve it :)))

🧬so this might be kinda dumb but I wanna know what sirius would think about his s/o still sleeping w a stuffed animal (bc I'm almost 20 and i still sleep w my teddy bear lol. HOT BITCHES SLEEP W STUFFED ANIMALS NO ONE CAN CHANGE MY MIND)

anyways, hope you're doing well and sending lots of love and good vibes !!!

first, you’re right and you should say it HOT BITCHES SLEEP WITH STUFFED ANIMALS

- ok so you have this little fluffy bear

- actually it’s completely gross

- like the fluff is flat

- it has some weird build a bear clothes on it

- it’s essentially a squishy thing

- like it almost doesn’t even look like a bear anymore

- but it’s still cute

- i mean you’ve had it for so long

- and you have nosy friends

- an even nosier boyfriend

- so whenever they come over to your dorm

- you hide it

- always under the bed

- in the closet

- in your trunk

- literally your hamper

- ANYWHERE

- ITS HIDDEN

- so one day you’re in the library helping a third year hufflepuff study for potions

- and sirius doesnt step foot in a library

- ever.

- so he does not check the library for you

- but he checks his dorm

- your common room

- his common room

(technically both if ur both gryffindors)

- the great hall

- transfiguration?

- he checks everywhere

- but then he’s like

- wait i didn’t check the dorm

- so he marches up the stairs (disabling the jinx if he needs too)

- and he sees this.... discombobulated bear

- chilling infront of the pillow on your bed

- and u didn’t think to hide it because you didn’t think sirius or anyone for that matter would just go up to your dorm

- back to sirius

- and he laughs at first

- so he grabs it and he’s like

- well it’s not like ugly

- it’s got..... meaning

- so he grabs it and he sits on your bed sitting this bear on his lap

- fast forward after tutoring

- you’re tired asf and want to take a nap

- so you walk up to your dorm rubbing your eyes and everything

- and you see SIRIUS AND YOUR BEAR

- IN THE SAME SETTING

- UR WIDE AWAKE NOW

- and this little shit head is like “aw y/n you didn’t even introduce me?”

- PRETENDING TO BE UPSET

- YOU SPRINT OVER AND THROW IT UNDER YOUR BED

- AND YOU YELL AT HIM

- “sirius orion black if you ever bring this up ever again i will literally never kiss you again.”

- king of drama

- TAKES IT SERIOUSLY SERIOUSLY

- so he’s like NO

- so he doesn’t bring it up

- but u still hide it when he’s around

- and so let’s fast forward to another night

- your very sound asleep

- bear in arm

- soundly asleep

- pretty dreams about unicorns and sirius

- and sirius has a nightmare

- the only thing that helps when something like that happens in you

- whenever him and regulus fight

- when he goes home for break

- when he gets a letter

- always you

- so even tho it’s like 3 am

- he walks over to your dorm

- and before he’s even in ur dorm u wake up

- u don’t open ur eyes but ur awake

- ur brain is like somethings wrong

- because u sense his presence

- and then u hear the door creak

- and he’s not gonna knock bc he things ur sleeping

- so he was just gonna slip in ur bed

- but before he can do so

- he sees u hugging said-discombobulated bear

- and he’s just like 🥺

- so he gets behind you, thinking you’re asleep

- and you’re like “what happened”

- SLURRING LIKE BRINK OF SLEEP SLUR

- he jumps JUST A TAD

- and he’s like “why’re you awake?”

- and you’re just like hmm i sensed you’re presence

- it’s also 3 am so he’s like

- right

- so he lays down

- but what do u do

- you turn over so you’re like facing eachother

- and you shove the bear to to him

- comforting moments with discombobulated bear

- and you guys fall asleep with the bear baby just chillin in the middle

taglist: @dear-luna @famdomhideout @hufflepogue

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throwmethatcello · 3 years

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My Vox Machina extremely cliché highschool AU

Vex: That bitch. Black shorts and fishnet stockings. combat boots. eyeliner. Had a goth phase but kinda got over it. Fucks, but not as much as everyone thinks. Has dirt on e v e r y o n e and will use it. Runs at least 4 ilegal businesses in school grounds. Basically everyone in the school has had a crush on her at some point, she's aware of this and finds it convenient. Acts like she doesn't care but actually cares a decent amount. Always on her phone but it's always "work related".

Vax: Had a goth phase and still do and at this point it's clearly not a phase. Lowkey will never forgive his sister for getting over the goth fase. black beenie. Not to be cliché but actually hates most of the cool kids. Sometimes he just skips a bunch of classes and dissapears for hours, no one knows where the hell he goes. Skateboards. Takes skateboard to school because he thinks it makes him look cool. It doesn’t really. Basically trapped in the 2000s aesthetic and refuses to leave. My sister is my weed guy.

Keyleth: She's that girl who's always collecting signatures online for some cause nobody cares about. She's that girl who refused to dissect a frog in science class. Social anxiety. Dresses terribly. Once in 3rd grade had to read a poem she wrote in front of the whole school and got so nervious she peed herself a little.Terrified of public speaking since. Still managed to be in the student council, she doesn't really do much tho, mostly decorates the gym for prom. Keeps losing her house keys so she spends a lot time at Percy's. Percy made her a keyholder. Lost the keyholder and cried about it for a whole afternoon.

Scanlan: Drama club's resident fuckboy. Gets along with absolutely everyone. Pool parties at his house are wild. Learnt to play the guitar exclusively to get the ladies. At this point Pike is the only girl who has sistematically rejected him and he wont get over it. Class clown by day, tormented lonely teenager by night. 46 notifications in his phone at any given time. Anyways, here's wonderwall.

Percy: Captain of the debate team, president and founder of the robotics club, was in the science club but left because it was "too boring". His parents are assholes. Sleep is for children, i'm a busy person. Every year gets asked to run for school president and every year roundly declines. Got a B- once and punched a wall about it. Has an asthma inhaler but would rather choke to death than use it in public. No one understands how he is best friends with Keyleth but it kinda makes him more likeable.

Pike: Also friends with everyone. She's that fucking bitch who's extremely pretty and cute and good at school and was in the cheerleading squad a few years ago but decided it wasn't really for her, so now she's just a cool pretty girl that doesn't care that she's pretty and the worst part is no one can possibly hate her bc she's just.so.nice. She's genuinely a very nice girl who keeps bandaids and tampons in her bag in case anyone needs one and will approach a crying girl and ask "oh sweetie, what's wrong :(". Basically the whole school's mom friend who also tackled a dude into a trashcan once for calling Vex a whore so maybe don't try her.

Grog: Just. A jock. The most jockish fucking jock who was a bully back in middle school until Pike lovingly smacked the mean out of him and now he's just a run of the mill football player who gets terrible grades and will make your party memorable by showing up with a huge keg of beer and shoving it into his face.

Tary: Treasurer of the robotics club and by treasurer I mean all the money of the club comes from him. Known by the whole school as "the rich nerd". Likes girls. like really, are there gonna be girls, where are the girls tho. Thinks Percy is just the coolest, desperately wants to be like him and will spend whatever kind of money is required to achieve that. Did I mention he’s into girls? bc he really wants you to know that. His best friend is the school librarian and not necessarily in a sad way. One time percy dated some girl for like, a week, and Tary literally got a fever and got sick and couldn't get out of bed for like, a week, isn’t that weird, anyway no dots to connect there, too busy liking girls.

#yes i went and made my own au bc i have no chill #critical role #vox machina #au #modern highschool au #modern au #highschool au #campaign 1

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hazard-queen · 4 years

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Hi!! I'm not sure if your requests are open, but I just wanted to say that I love your most recent hc's with a nervous MC!! And I wanted to ask if you maybe can kind of continue it with Lilia, Trey, Silver and Rook? It's ok if you don't do it ofc!! Thank you for such amazing works!!

Hello ~♡

Request are always open dear till i announce it's not but as i mentioned before my college started so i took long time sorry for my late, i hope you apptreciate ♡

Thank you for saying tho, it actually made my day~♡

Have a good day and take care ~♡

Silver

• You were busy on your on focusing on cooking and creating some delicious meals for your friends, everything was quite around you so you give 100% of your attention in what you're doing

• He wasn't sure what to in this situation, he was just watching you cooking things he would really want to try but instead he gets lilia's food!

• "Ehem....can i have some of those?"

• You were carying plates on your hand but the sudden voice behind you when it was supposed to be no one there made you shocked and dropped all plates to the floor smashing them!

• "Oh no!"

• You said to yourself as you didn't even turn to face the person who was speaking as you bent down to collect broken pieces

• " i I'm sorry...did i disturb you?"

• You shook your head still not looking at him busy collecting broken plates until he heard a small "aw" and you stopped

• His eyes widened as he saw blood dripping from your finger, he quickly pulled you away from broken shards and took you to the sink to wash the cut, he looked everywhere for something to warp your finger with but he didn't find anything close so he decided to warp it with his handkerchief

• "N no! It will be stained like that!"

• You blushed as he warped your finer and held your shaking hand tight then he gave is a sigh

• "If i knew that i will cause all of this i wouldn't have came"

• You looked at silver as he felt guilty for what happened to you, he cracked an apology before excusing to leave

• "W wait!....why did you come here from the first place?"

• He turned to you and blushed abit before telling you the reason

• "I wanted to have some of the meals you're making for others but you know lilia wouldn't let me eat from a stranger human "

• Silver moved his hand to the back of his neck as he blushed harder as you looked at him

• "How about i cook you something you like as an exchange for the handkerchief i stained?"

• You gave him a big smile and you could see how the guy became happy

• "Y you mean you can cook me risotto?"

• The guy's eyes were sparkling with as you accepted his request and began to make it to him

• "Whenever you want to eat anything tell me and i will cook it for you and Don't worry, i won't tell lilia!"

Trey clover

• He was making his special delicious strawberry tarts for one of their unbirthday parties...yes, you're not in the same dorm you just watch him in silence in kitchen

• Those tarts made your mouth run and there you are drooling as you watched him adding more and more of these delicious fresh strawberries and give them a wipe of gello that gave the tart a glossy sparkle, you want one don't you?

• The male was working in silence and you thought he didn't know you're there but you're totally wrong cause he knew you're there watching him explained by the smirk on his face and the Mischievous expression written on his face as he looks at you at the corner of his eyes and you always hide but still he could see you.

• "Oh well then seems i made an additional tart hmmmm i will leave it here then!"

• He spok loudly as he took the rest and left the kitchen, you directly ran to the counter and took the tart in your hand then you took a full bite

• "Awww it's really delious!~"

• In a more like singing you spoke as you shove more of the tart in your mouth that was dancing from happiness! And of course trey stood there just behind you!

• "If you really like it you could have asked me for some!"

• As trey bent to speak in your ears your eyes widened as you went pale and unfortunately you miss swallowed the tart and it made choke you and now you're coughing!

• "Eh! Are you ok?!"

• You couldn't breathe and held your neck, he strongly patted your back and hurried to hand you a cup of water

• As you took some sips you began to swallow it and now you can breath, trey sigh and gave you an apologetic expression.

• "T The tarts you make are r really delious "

• You weakly spoke as he could see tears in the corner of your eyes but still give him a smile.

• " glad to hear but why didn't you ask me for some from the start...i wouldn't have refused"

• He gave you a wary smile as he spoke which made you blush...he's cute isn't he?

• "I i just thought you wouldn't agree cause we're not from the same dorm..."

• Just on hearing this he let out a soft chuckle then he gave a heart full laugh (you know trey's laugh don't you?)

• "I would have never do something like that! Listen...as long as you want any sweet delicacies tell me"

Rook hunt

• He was doing his favourite job...Hunting!

• Eyes are fixed on the aim as he takes a deep breathe, closing his left eye to be focused on one thing....his prey!

• Realising the arrow it just hit the target! A big smirk was from ear to ear as he grow proud and proud of himself each time he just don't miss it

• And there you are hiding behind a bush watching rook as he hunt! Since when you're watching him? Has it been an hour or so? Do you know you're in the forest now and it's not safe?

• You were ready to leave when your feet stepped on a brunch breaking it getting the male's best attention

• "Who's there?"

• The next thing you saw was his arrow directed to your direction and rook being ready to realse it at any second

• "If you don't come out i will shoot you! You have 3 seconds to reveal yourself!"

• You were shaking what shoud you do?

• "One!"

• Going back isn't an option cause he can shoot in your way and this would be dangerous!

• "Two!"

• This time he took more close steps towards you, he's not joking!

• "Three!"

• "NO NO NO NO PLEASE DON'T SHOT ME!"

• You came out from your hide begging him to stop and you nearly got the male a shock as he blinked twice

• "(Y/n)! What are you doing here? I was going to shot you!"

• Lowering the bow and arrow from your face he pouted and gave you a questioning expression

• " i i i....i w was....watching you"

• You looked away from rook as you spoke trying to hide your blushing face from the guy whom you could see the smirk on his face grew wider

• "O mon dieu! HAHAHA "

• You pouted as he laughed at you

• "W what makes you laugh that much?"

• He stopped as he noticed that you're embarrassed and have you a smile

• "Nothing it's just the first time i know the real meaning of curiosity kills the cat! Look, if you want yo accompany me in hunting just tell me and i will be glad to!"

Lilia vanrouge

(Song is "lili" for Allan walker)

• Every day he walkes by your room and watch you from the window as you sing! And let's say you also were trying to play guitar, but it seems you're really trying to keep it up with it but you always mess it up at the end

• "Ugh i can't make it!"

• He chuckled at how you look cute when you always miss it, but let's admit that actually you're not bad at all

• (Everything you wantin gonna be the magic story you've been told and you will be save under my control just let me in ooooooh )

• You were in a harmony with yourself, you're really good in your own and that's what actually made lilia interested...should he just join you?

• Lilia is well known for giving students heart attack by appearing out nowhere scare the hell out if others, he just decided to bring his guitar and just join you!

• (Then she ran , faster than start screaming is there's someone out there.....)

• You stopped singing as you began to hear music that wasn't yours, you turned to see lilia sitting on the window holding his guitar playing on it!

• "Please don't scream!"

• Lilia waved to you trying to laugh it off but he was actually late

• "EEEEEEEEEEKKKKK"

• "I said don't scream! I just wanted to join you here!"

• You took some time to calm yourself down it's not normal to see someone sitting in your window out nowhere in the middle of night is it?....well....at least better than him standing upsides down above your head on the ceiling!

• " i i I'm sorry b but since when you're here?"

• "Since you started! I always pass by here to listen to your singing, You're really doing great!"

• Lilia spoke with a wide smile on his face innocently not like if he was going to the life out of you!

• " y you think?"

• You blushed on hearing lilia complementing you that was acutely out of sudden!

• "Yeah! Can i join you?"

• "Sure thing!"

#twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #twisted wonderland imagines #twst wonderland #twst silver #silver #trey clover #twst trey #twst rook #rook hunt #twst lilia #twisted wonderland lilia #lilia vanrouge

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r3b3lgrrrrrrrl · 5 years

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A LunaTic and her Gunn (Part 10)

"Cut 'Em"

Back at Colson's, everyone is still in full swing. Making the quiet ride back, with Luna and Colson simply resting upon each other, even nicer. Foster the People's Torches is bumping, helping the weed smoke roll through out the house. Colson, Luna, Baze and Slim are sitting at the kitchen table about to play spades, surrounded by girls. Mod, Pete and Ashleigh are playing Mario Kart in the living room. Surrounded by girls. Benny, Phem and a few others are out by the pool with more girls. The scene looks as if they brought all of VIP back with them.

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"So you think you can throw cards?" Slim says to Luna, eyeing her while he shuffles.

"I've sliced some hands off with a spade or two before." She says leaning back. After she takes a swig of her beer, she says "My cut."

"Sure." Slim slides the cards to the middle of the table.

Luna cuts the cards. Slim deals.

"Yo. Slim looks like he wants to fuck her up. He BIG mad she took me as her partner. My girl better walk as hard as she talks, Boy..." Colson thinks to himself watching the two of them.

Slim deals. Luna looks at her hand. She's got 5 solid and a possible 6. "First hand bid it's self?" She asks.

Slim looks a little surprised. "Yeah."

"Alright, on me. You ready?" She asks Colson.

"Get it, Kitty." He tells her.

She opens it up with the ace of hearts.

"Ok." Baze says throwing low.

Luna and Colson play off each other magnetically. One look. She walks all 6 books easily. He pulls another 3. "Just a preview." She smirks at Slim as she begins to shuffle.

"Well, if I had my PARTNER." Slim emphasises. Lighting up another joint.

"Whoah!" Throws out Baze. "You didnt pull shi.."

Luna interrupts him. "You want him, take him." She says, extending her arm across the table at Colson, turning her head. One look. Looking back, "I'll whoop both your asses." She taunts Slim with a half smile.

"Aight, bet. Switch places with me."

"Y'all are REALLY outta pocket." Laughs Colson. Watching them playfully bicker.

"Fine. It's still my shuffle tho." She says getting up. As she sits down, she leans over to kiss Colson. "I'm sorry, Bunny." She grins at him. Then she looks across to Baze. "You ready to run these hoes, Partner." She says swigging her beer.

The three of them look a her for a second before erupting into laughter. "THAT is definitely YOUR GIRL." Slim states. Luna swigs her beer again before she begins to shuffle.

After they bid, Slim throws the ace of clubs to start. It should've walked but Luna slices it with the 4 of spades. He looks at her. "You wanted your partner." She shrugs laughing.

"This is true, Bro." Colson backs her up, shrugging too.

"Fuck you both." Slim laughs.

It's a fun game. There's a lot of laughter and shit talking. Surprise books walk and others that are supposed to, end up cut. Luna and Colson play footsy under the table. It's not a massacre but Luna and Baze take Colson and Slim by 200 points.

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"Good game. Where'd you learn to play like that?" Slim asks afterwards, impressed, as they light up cigarettes outside. They can see the sun begin to dance.

"I did a summer at Crossroads." She says exhaling, leaning against the house.

"What, like summer camp?"

Luna laughs. "No. Like maximum security juvie." She says taking another drag.

"REALLY?" Slim cocks his head towards her. "YOU and your 5 high to a knee high. For what?"

Luna chuckles at his metaphor. "A knee high though?" Crossing her ankles as she leans.

He shrugs. "For real tho, what cha do?"

"I picked up something like 96 charges. Multiple accounts on most, so some of them don't count. It ranged from terroristic threatening, 2nd degree assault, fleeing, resisting arrest..." She sighs, rubbing her forehead. "Annnnd assault on an officer and possession and intent. I believe." She finishes, taking a drag off of her Newport.

"God Damn, Girl!!! What you do all that for? His face scrunched up.

She throws her hands out as if, I don't know, as she looks at him. "Enh. These two bitches jumped my friend. So, I jumped em back with a Louisville, after picking up." She takes another drag. "I feel like they trumped up the charges because it was on school property."

"Not because of the Louisville?" Slim laughs. He puts his cigarette out. "You know," he says pointing at her "I wasn't sure about you at first but you aight." He nods his head. Agreeing with himself.

"Thanks. That means a lot and is important as Colson's best friend." She says honestly, taking her final drag before putting her cigarette out too. "I'm glad we got a chance to hang out." He agrees.

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Slim sticks around outside admiring the sunrise.

"Rook was right, she is quick and funny as fuck.... Can hang too...Shooo.... The way she cut them books.... Kells'll be good if she's as hard as she's coming off to be..... At least she seems to be living up to the hype after the all years he fucking sweated her." He thinks, lighting one last Newport.

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Walking inside Luna stretches wide and yawns, looking around for Colson. Things are surprisingly quiet. She finds him in the kitchen eating a cold fried chicken leg. "Ahhhh!!! Tell me you have more. I am starvingggg." She whines.

"YES." He proudly shoves one her way with paper towels.

"You. Are a God." He leans down so she can kiss him on the cheek. She then hops onto the kitchen counter and begins to eat her chicken. "So," she says swinging her bare feet "What's the plan for tomorrow?"

He walks towards her, she's still swinging her feet until he gets close enough that they rest on his naked stomach. He looks down. "You wanna get fucked right here?" One look.

She smirks and looks around " I mean...." She says biting into her chicken, shrugging. "I am trying to eat this chicken tho."

He laughs "You want another peice?"

"Yeeeeessss pleeease. This shit is slammen'."

As they hang out eating their chicken together, he says to her "Tomorrow's gonna be chill... I'm picking Cas up Sunday morning." He takes her finished chicken and throws it away. Walking back to her, he continues "I meant what I said. I want you to meet her. Maybe we can go out to dinner." He says moving to in between her thighs. One look. Pulling her across the counter, up against him. She puts her hands on his collar bones.

"HOLY FUCK MY LIFE. SHE'S GONNA HATE ME." Panics Luna mentally.

"I don't think that's how you meet kids, Bunny." She says to him, shaking her head. "Especially if you want them to like you." She laughs lightly. "Doooo you want my completely uneducated thoughts?" She asks.

"Always." He responds kissing her.

"I think, you should hang out with her first, and then maybe tell her about me when you feel it's right annd then ask HER if she'd like to meet me. Wherever she'd like." She's looking at him seriously. "Buuuuut I vote Disneyland." Luna smiles widely, raising her hand.

"I vote Universal." He says pushing her arm down with his now raised arm.

"You're an idiot." She laughs, squirming as they weirdly arm battle.

"You the one who loves an idiot." Trying to move, trapped in her things, continuing to raise arm battle her. The sight of him makes her retreat, laughing loudly as he continues on his own, pleased by her laugher.

"I do love you" she smiles pulling his face towards hers. With this he also retreats into her hands. Kissing her wetly and deeply as her thighs tighten around him even more. His hands run through her long hair, down her back, onto her ass, pressing her hard against him. She drags her blue nails down his bare chest, before she slides her hands alongside her own body and pulls off her bra with her black sheer shirt off in one swoop. Although he could see her breasts all night, he was tired of the shirt and is pleased to see it go. He NEEDS to feel her skin right now. Both of them begin to take the other's pants off. His drop to the floor as she lifts herself up for him to slide hers off. He runs his index along her lips before dipping inside of her.

"You're always so wet for me, Kitten. I fucking love it." He says gnawing at her neck as he slowly works his huge cock deep into her pussy. "And tight." They both groan in pleasure as he makes his way into her fully. Arms wrapped tightly around each, sloppily tongue kissing. Their hips slam together as they grind and fuck each other, deep and hard on the kitchen counter. "You're such a dirty, little slut." He says in her ear.

"Who's dirty, little slut am I? She asks lowly, bucking against him harder.

"MINE." He says firmly, "You're MY dirty, little slut." Kissing her back on the mouth. His words excite both of them. They're both close to cuming as they fuck each other harder.

"And what are you going to do to me?" She pants.

"I'm going to fuck you wherever, whenever, however the fuck I WANNNNNT." He growls loudly, pulling her hair as he releases himself inside her, for the second time tonight.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!" his mind explodes. He knows he's drunk but if he's going to believe in religion. It's her fucking pussy. He decides.

The yank does it. She buries her face in his neck as she tries to muffle her squealing giggle as she cums with him. "Mmmmm...Colson." She purrs. "I love you."

After a few moment, they unwrap themselves and kiss sweetly. "I love you too, Luna." He says before lifting her off the countertop. They do a quick clean up job before he grabs her bag and they head upstairs together.

"Jesus Christ that was amazing. I wonder if anyone heard us. Probably. Oh well....... Thank Fuck, I stayed on birth control. I knew shit was gonna pop off between us but DAMN...."

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"That was fucking HOT. She wasn't lying. We do fuck like rabbits. How can I not with that fucking ASS!!" He refrains from biting her as he watches her ass bounce up the stairs. "And she fucking loves me." He thinks beaming, heart racing while admiring his view. "I've never came like that before...." his mind drifts watching her ass guide him.

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To be continued...

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kazjaurelia · 5 years

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PROMPT TIME! So if you wanna do Marvel I'm weak for anything where Tony gets a chest infection because of the arc reactor. If you wanna do DBH, maybe something where Connor is so busy on a case that he forgets to do rest mode and ends up experiencing random powerdowns and overheating issues from a battery working too hard?? :O

Okay, so I’m pretty sure this ask took like two years to actually fill, because my goldfish brain yeeted it into the abyss, but alas, it is done. @taylortut If anyone asked Tony, it wasn’t his fault. It really wasn’t. No, you could blame it on the newest menace that S.H.I.E.L.D. had tasked the team to. They called themselves Gadianton, and they targeted charities mostly. Either quaint or worldwide, it didn’t matter to them. Everyone was a target, as long as they had money. They’d been attempting to track the group down for a month straight by now and had made very little process. It seemed like every possible lead turned to dust almost as soon as it was discovered. Ultimately, time led to an escalation in the group as they became more confident. The first time a life was taken by a Gadianton operation, it struck a giant blow. It stung worse that Peter had been patrolling in the area, gotten involved(of course), and subsequently injured.

Tony was determined not to let it happen again. He did what Stark men do best. Focus on their work and neglect their personal care. He wouldn’t stop until he had caught Gadianton.

Tony took a sip of his fifth coffee of the morning and returned to typing away at his keyboard. He knew he was making headway, and that, if he dug just a little deeper, he would find something. He was hoping to be able to put an end to it all before the dinner for his mother’s charity, but things weren’t looking the brightest.

He scrubs a hand over his face as he pours more closely over the text, the words beginning to slightly blur together. His whole body was beginning to ache and shiver with how cold it felt down in the lab. Tony wondered for a moment if he was coming down with a cold, or worse, another chest infection, but quickly dismissed the idea and wrote it down to how much coffee he had ingested in such a short amount of time. He turned back to the screen while taking another draft of his coffee and settling in for a while.

Peter was practically jumping out of his suit. The suit which Mr. Stark had so nicely bought for him so he could attend the Maria Stark Charity Dinner. The ballroom that had been rented was enormous, and it appeared to be completely filled with people. This made it increasingly difficult to figure out where Mr. Stark was. Peter knew he should have continued to follow Happy once they were through the entrance, but he had quickly gotten distracted by some of the scientific displays of student projects that had been put up for the crowds to see what they were supporting.

“Maybe if I can get higher I can find Mr. Stark,” Peter mumbled to himself as he made his way towards the stairs, weaving his way in between the pulsing crowd. Up in the balcony, the crowd didn’t thin at all. In fact, it seemed like there were more guests packed up onto the ledge. Peter picked his way through the crowd as fast and as politely as possible, but, of course, someone else wasn’t watching where they were going and happened to trip into the young hero. The pink champagne in her hand exploded out of the flute and cascaded down the front of her alabaster gown.

“What are you doing!?” she shrieked as she desperately tried to brush off the champagne, only spreading it more. “Do you know how much this dress cost? You’re going to pay to have this fixed!”

She had been inching closer as she screeched, looking angrier and angrier as Peter stuttered an apology.

“That won’t be a problem. I’ll cover the bill, just send it to Pepper,” rasps a voice behind Peter. The lady immediately simmers down and merely grumbles about her ruined dress but meanders away from the party’s host with an agreement.

“Mr. Stark, I’m so sorry she just bumped into me and I didn’t mean for her dress to get spilled on and then she just started yelling-”

“Kid relax. It’s okay,” Tony rasps out as he pulls Peter with him towards the stairs. “She’s usually high strung about everything anyways.” Tony walks over to a chair on the side of the ballroom and plops himself into it. His body has steadily become more and more achy over the course of the event, and it was yet to be half way over. Every so often, a rough, chesty cough makes itself known, further adding to the aches in his body. He wants more than anything just to retreat back to his lab, but knows that isn’t an option right now. Tony is dragged from his thoughts by Peter’s babbling.

“Are you okay, Mr. Stark?” Peter can see how pale Mr. Stark looks. “You look like you don’t feel so good. Do I need to call Dr. Banner?”

A sigh escapes from Tony’s mouth as he tiredly runs his hand over his face, again. Another spike of pain drives its way through his skull, running from his eyes to the base of his skull. He knows he most likely has another chest infection due to the combination of the arc reactor and self neglect, but there are more important things to be worried about. Like making it through the rest of the charity dinner. Besides, it’s not like he hasn’t worked through worse.

“Look, kid I-”

His retort is cut short by the sudden sound of shattering glass and screams as the glass dome above them shatters under the weight of sixteen armed men. They position themselves around the ballroom and being herding the guests into the middle of the room. The guests trip over each other in their hurry to obey their captors’ demands.

“Come on, ladies and gents, we don’t have all night!” one of the men shouts as he shoves a couple harshly onto the ground in the center of the chaos.

Tony really isn’t in the mood for this to happen tonight. It’s bad enough that they’ve been on a wild goose chase to find the group of armed robbers, but for them to so blatantly attack his own charity event? He should have seen it coming, but that doesn’t mean it’s any less annoying.

One of the men comes up behind Tony and Peter, aiming his gun directly at the small of Peter’s back. “Ah, Mr. Stark, what a nice event you have put together for us. Now, if you’ll follow me please.”

As the duo is guided to the center of the hostages, F.R.I.D.A.Y. reports that the rest of the team is on the way, only about three minutes away. He just has to keep the bullets from flying until then, and most importantly keep Peter safe.

His attention is pulled back to the present and the leader moves the gun to aim at Tony. “Now Stark, where do you keep the donations, hmm? Hopefully not too far, if you wish to remain unharmed.”

Tony lets out a short peel of laughter, sending another spike of pain through his head. “Yeah, you do know me tho-” He’s cut off by a sharp blow to the left side of his face, sending him to the ground. The world seems to be rocking around him, unable to remain still as pain ripples through his body. Air seems to be coming through a straw, and Tony can faintly hear sound returning through the ringing in his ears. All he can hear is his raspy wheezing and the sound of Peter shouting.

“Stop! Don’t hurt him!”

The world manages to right itself long enough for Tony to see Peter being held back by another one of the intruders. That’s all he sees before a foot is being driven into his abdomen, knocking what little breath he had out of his lungs. Black spots border the edges of his vision and he desperately tries to draw in at least one breath of air. His lungs seem to have given up. The black creeps closer, taking up his whole view. As he falls into the darkness, he swears he can almost hear the sound of Peter pleading before it’s over taken by the sound of breaking glass.

Consciousness comes back to Tony slowly. Cool air on his face, a weight against his thigh, a steady beeping, and the smell of disinfectant. It takes him a few moments, but eventually he gathers enough energy to open his eyes. A mistake, he notes, as the blinding light sends pain shooting through his head, though thankfully not as painful as before. He must have made some noise, because the weight on his thigh eases and he can hear someone talking to him, although still struggling to piece together the words.

“-ark? Mr. Stark? Do you want me to get Dr. Banner?”

“Underoos?” The light has finally dimmed to a tolerable level, allowing him to see a sleepy and concerned Peter Parker.

“I’m gonna go get Dr. Banner,” Peter announces as he starts to get up, but is stopped by Tony softly grabbing his arm. “Mr. Stark?”

“Not yet, kid. Let me have a little peace before Bruce and Pep start worrying at me.”

#marvel #peter parker #iron dad #tony!whump #tony whump #iron man #spiderman #spider man #chest infection #kazjawrites #taylortut #prompt fill #ask

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because apparently i'm not allowed to ask all about morgen i guess you have to do 1-10 rose, 11-20 ayo, 21-30 your seafolk girl i can't remember how to spell her name, 31-40 morgen. i expect you to write a book

WHOOPS I’M GONNA WRITE A NOVEL

ROSARY

Does your character have siblings or family members in their age group? Which one are they closest with? Rosary is the lone teenager! Both of her cousins are under the age of 12 and her mom and aunt are early 40′s and late 30′s respectively! She doesn’t know her dad’s family well and isn’t really familiar with whether or not she even HAS cousins her age on that side.

What is/was your character’s relationship with their mother like? She loves her mom so much. She respects the shit out of her mom’s work ethic and will do whatever she can to support her mother in her endeavors. However, she misses her mom because their schedules don’t overlap much, since her mom works a lot and Rose is either in school or off solving mysteries or some shit. Her mom is very supportive but generally isn’t in the loop about her daughter, which drives a wedge between them.

What is/was your character’s relationship with their father like? Rose’s dad is dead but he was very supportive and involved with his daughter. He was very open about his culture and encouraged artistic endeavors from her. However, she was 9 or 10 when he passed and Rose feels a temporal distance from his love and support now.

Has your character ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them? If so, does anyone else know? Oh boy. Having her abilities sealed off, seeing her mother break down after learning her father didn’t make it after the accident that killed him, reading the final missing page of Sharon’s diary (the one chronicling the leadup to her untimely death). The only people who are aware of ALL of these things are Ayo and Morgen.

On an average day, what can be found in your character’s pockets? She has a lot of twine in her pockets because she works as a florist. She usually also has receipts from the coffee she purchases before school, and the change from that. She also usually has eyedrops in her pocket because she cannot stand if she gets dry eyes while wearing her contacts.

Does your character have recurring themes in their dreams? Rose doesn’t remember most of her dreams, but if she does, it’s usually super bizarre shit.

Does your character have recurring themes in their nightmares? See above. Rosary isn’t really a dreamer. She doesn’t have enough information to draw from to draw off patterns.

Has your character ever fired a gun? If so, what was their first target? Rose’s weapon of choice isn’t really a gun, so N/A.

Is your character’s current socioeconomic status different than it was when they were growing up? Rosary has always grow up pretty smack-dab in the center of middle class, but money was very tight after her dad passed. When her aunt moved in with her kids, they were able to return to the smack dab of middle class sort of position. (Also they live out west so that cost of living tho).

Does your character feel more comfortable with more clothing, or with less clothing? Rosary likes to show more skin, but she’s also a 17 year old with tattoos, which is considered pretty illegal or is at least frowned upon by others. Also her mom has no idea that she has them, so she’s very careful about how much skin and what skin she shows, which feels stifling for her.

Ayo

In what situation was your character the most afraid they’ve ever been? Her first time out with Rosary investigating her friend’s murder kind of tosses her unceremoniously into the underworld of demons and spirits and stuff and she definitely doesn’t sleep for a few nights after that. In what situation was your character the most calm they’ve ever been? She’s really chill when she’s spending time with her boyfriend, Al. He keeps her grounded.Is your character bothered by the sight of blood? If so, in what way? This is an interesting question. Ayo is pretty rough-and-tumble and plays catcher for her softball team, so she’s used to getting roughed up and bloody from time to time. However, she really HATES seeing other people’s blood. For example, Rosary uses blood magic, and Ayo has to look away whenever Rose cuts herself to use it.Does your character remember names or faces easier? Ayo has a great memory for both! It’s one of her predominant character traits. She can hear a full name once and remember it always. When she met her boyfriend in freshman year of high school, he introduced himself by his full name, and she was able to greet him by it when she met him again for the second time months later. Also, her facial memory is kind of nuts.

Is your character preoccupied with money or material possession? Why or why not? Ayo kind of grew up in a pretty wealthy household, so she has that rich kid “doesn’t really understand the value of money” thing. She kind of just assumes she’ll be successful in life. In short, she doesn’t really have a preoccupation with it: it barely crosses her radar.

Which does your character idealize most: happiness or success? Before Sharon’s passing, Ayo was never truly unhappy in a broad sense. Her dreams are usually about the sort of job she’ll have and the sort of house she’ll live in, so I suppose success is what she idealizes.

What was your character’s favorite toy as a child? Ayo’s favorite toy was her older sisters lol. She liked to bother them and get them to play make believe with her rather than play with dolls or action figures or other toys. She has a stuffed dog from when she was a child named Dottie that you would have to pry from her cold, dead hands.

Is your character more likely to admire wisdom, or ambition in others? Ayo’s parents are both from cultures where elders and their advice are heavily respected, and this has passed on to Ayo. She views heavy ambition as a way for people to undo themselves. Ayo generally doesn’t value this quality as much.

What is your character’s biggest relationship flaw? Has this flaw destroyed relationships for them before? Ayo tends to overinvest in relationships at the beginning of them, which usually drives people away or makes them take advantage of her. She had a number of short-lived, unhappy relationships before she met Al because of this, but he was patient with her as they began to date. (note that they were friends for two years before they began to date).

In what ways does your character compare themselves to others? Do they do this for the sake of self-validation, or self-criticism? Ayo tends to compare on a level of “what is x person doing that I’m not?” She’s fairly confident in her body image and appearance, not caring if she has slobbish days. However, if she feels that a friend is doing more than her, she may begin to internalize that she’s somehow lesser for not being as involved or as busy. (A large flaw of hers is equating busy with productive or fruitful). It’s more self-critical than anything.

Caarda

If something tragic or negative happens to your character, do they believe they may have caused or deserved it, or are they quick to blame others? Caarda is a young teenager by her species’ standards. She tends to blame others before looking at herself, although the tragic events that happen to her in her story are generally just terrible luck rather than anything she can actively control.

What does your character like in other people? Caarda enjoys altruism (she hates sensing ulterior motives) and confidence. She likes people who hum or sing to themselves, too, especially if they think no one else is watching. Also, those who actively swear without a filter.

What does your character dislike in other people? Caarda doesn’t like people who are closed-off or hard to read. Her biggest pet peeve is also when people touch without asking, and will actively do her best to avoid these sorts of people if she can.

How quick is your character to trust someone else? Though flighty, Caarda tends to trust people pretty quickly if they speak nicely enough and smile genuinely.

How quick is your character to suspect someone else? Does this change if they are close with that person? Caarda’s trust is quick to die if someone does something that speaks against her morals. For example, if someone were to actively lie in front of her (with her knowing the truth of the situation), then Caarda would begin to distrust that person. It doesn’t change if she’s close to someone, but it can cause her more angst/grief if she’s familiar with them.

How does your character behave around children? Caarda is a child lol. But with younger children she’s the “fun older kid” who teaches them shitty behaviors and fun games.

How does your character normally deal with confrontation? Caarda is very avoidant with confrontation. She’d rather someone else deal with it while she hides away. Again, she’s pretty flighty, but that’s sort of to be expected from a young kid.

How quick or slow is your character to resort to physical violence in a confrontation? Caarda is very slow to resorting to physical violence. While she may horse around with friends or play-fight, she doesn’t want to actually fight and gets scared the minute things come to more than shoving and splashing. If necessary, she will do incapacitating blows and swim away as fast as possible.

What did your character dream of being or doing as a child? Did that dream come true? Caarda wants to visit every major ocean and sea on the planet and meet all other seafolk (current stand-in name for her species). I’m hoping she gets to!

What does your character find repulsive or disgusting? After being taken aboard a research vessel, Caarda finds needles and human men repulsive. She doesn’t mind women, like Ayelet or Lillian (two other female characters in this story), but MAN OH MAN. If a human man ever touches her again she may resort to violence.

Morgen

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most comfortable. Morgen is most comfortable when doing something he’s good at, especially if he looks good doing the thing he’s good at. For example, if Morgen got to play a really wicked violin/fiddle solo in a well-lit, gorgeous building, he’d feel really comfortable and happy to the point of being showoffish. He’s kind of a vain little creature.

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most uncomfortable. Morgen would be extremely uncomfortable in a situation in which he has no prior knowledge of what to do but is expected to perform/do a task perfectly. If someone gave him a task with no direction and not enough time to do it, he’d be uncomfortable to the point of excessive defensiveness or even tears.

In the face of criticism, is your character defensive, self-deprecating, or willing to improve? Morgen and criticism don’t mix well. He tends to get a bit defensive or deflects, asking if the critic could “do it better” or something like that. He can also get darkly self-deprecating, mockingly saying things like “Yeah I know, I fucking suck” etc etc. He’s pretty caustic when it comes to that, and he often has to be reminded that he doesn’t have to be perfect and criticism is okay.

Is your character more likely to keep trying a solution/method that didn’t work the first time, or immediately move on to a different solution/method? Morgen will strive toward perfection and the best-fit solution, so he will get really pissed off that it didn’t work but then invest quickly into finding a new solution or method to solving a problem. He’s the sort of person who would write like 80 drafts of something trying to find the “perfect” one.

How does your character behave around people they like? Oh god, this boy is so sappy and sweet, almost to the point of being overbearing. He likes to be physically affectionate and hug people or touch them, which can make some people uncomfortable. He’s also very chatty, because he likes to share what he’s thinking and feeling.

How does your character behave around people they dislike? Quiet. Cold. Distant. He will not look them in the eye, might use words they don’t understand (whether it’s a language or knowledge barrier), and will do anything to keep them from continuing to talk to him. He’s kind of childish in that regard.

Is your character more concerned with defending their honor, or protecting their status? Why not all of the above? Boy’s super worried about he’s perceived both physically, mentally, and any other form. He’s worried about looking good in all facets.

Is your character more likely to remove a problem/threat, or remove themselves from a problem/threat? Morgen will eliminate a threat as efficiently as possible. He doesn’t scare easily in the face of danger and would rather make the threat pay for being a threat than anything else. This sometimes can lead to what might effectively be an execution.

Has your character ever been bitten by an animal? How were they affected (or unaffected)? Dude gets bitten by cats constantly. He loves them but they do not love him back. It depresses him because HE WANTS THE CATS TO LOVE HIM OH MY GODDDDDD.

How does your character treat people in service jobs? A waiter could spill coffee on Morgen and he would apologize for sitting where the coffee fell instead of demanding an apology.

#novel concept #stariose #answered stuff

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whimsically-ominously-auspice · 4 years

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"40 acres and a mule"

Baby what the Hell you want a mule for?

Alright baby. Let me tell you.

You will never ever ever get reparations.

Y'all this lady instigated him and pissed him off. Called him a dam liar and a begger and all kinds of bad.

I quit watching it. I seen enough. "Hustler"

Bitch I'll hustle my fist in your teeth and get you a new set, don't talk hustle when you don't know a dam thing about it.

Let me tell you about me.

I'm registered 1/16 Muscogee (Musckogee and/or Muskogee as well) Creek Nation out of Oklahoma. Our tribe headquarters is in Oklahoma in a mound of dirt -- under a pile of earth is our headquarters.

We have the original council house of brick in town it's a measeuem were all very proud of. Its on 6th street. On a big ole square.

So. Let me tell you. We used to be in Georgia. That's why i picked Atlanta for a big ole fuck you fire. I picked others but I said "this is a government thing?"

"Not really Sabrina it's more police"

"I'm hearing government in that word. Can I fuck up Atlanta? I'll take some country Georgia but you know my tribe is from Atlanta specifically. I don't want no one to get hurt though"

Tree said "i got something perfect, a Wendy's because you use to live in Ireland, too Miss Red Leg hairs in the sun"

"Alright then. Ill take you on Then. Its a done deal".

This was 2008 and to be clear, we didn't start human trafficking in that parking lot -- they already was. 12 years and they ain't stopped. We did intervene but, they dumb and stubborn and they stayed away from the Wendy's unlike the other night. For the last 12 years. This way they would be more inclined to use it. Like we bust them and they keep on. They don't care. Its greed. An addiction. They can't see. So.

I get punched in the face and I get back up and fight again. Same thing - different American Dreams.

So Spain came now Spain is over by Europe. Look at a map. And we left. From fear, we went to Florida.

We didn't have no label. We were humans. We were love. So we moved down to Tampa area.

Then we got named by the whites. The whites then fought us unlike the Spaniards who just wanted to share and we didn't want to. So we just left.

So some of us was all fuck you. We ain't moving just because Spain said we did for them don't mean we will for you. So. We fought.

Some of us were captured. So then the white people said you will show us America, The New World. Like bitch you think we know it all been all over and shit like we got cars. Fuck.

So the whites raped and tried to kill all that refused to move. So they left them. We left them. They were named Seminoles.

Because semen they were raped and we also left the old that were unable to travel. And the small kids. Two words. Semen in. Olds. Raped. Wounded. Old and children.

The rest of us took the whites and Spaniards (some did and some didn't war) across the new world.

And we followed Creeks. The Spaniards knew the rivers went North and South. They wanted to go West.

So we walked. All the way to the Middle of the United States of America. And stopped.

We said we want our land. We want our trust. We want our lives back. You go do you and leave us here and alone without you.

The Spaniards agreed. And the whites of course so fucking greedy and non cognitive. Fought.

Eventually we got our land. My family. We had a big ole 2 floor 10 room mansion. It felt like.

32 years later the government decided they wanted to build a dam. And once again. Our land was gone.

And our land was stolen.

Now that glorious home we had that my family earned to show the way West is gone. Flooded under a lake built by a dam in Oklahoma.

They moved us to Okmulgee about 45 minutes South of Tulsa.

Its not a reservation. Anyone can live there. In fact our HQ is in the city limits.

And we don't have land. We don't have anything we were promised.

Since i don't live there and i live in New Mexico, I don't get any of the benefits. And because New Mexico Native Americans warred with each other due to the Hispanics from Central America. Other Nations don't like to help me.

Here. Native American tribes in New Mexico. They're prejudice against each other. And whites.

And it's really fucking bad. I used to work at the BIA. Beaururu of Indian Affairs. "What tribe are you?" And if you were Aztec you were cool. If you were Peublo you were fighting with Navajo. And vice versa.

And we were making sure people of ALL Tribes got money for their needs. Like for medicine or transportation. And our office was fighting each other.

Like what the Hell? We all have the same purpose here. We all come from the same place, we all have the same heart and same pain. And we're all are hurt and so why are you all hurting each other?

I got a tattoo of an Indian Head on my left lower arm so no matter what unless it was long sleeves, everyone could see.

And i would hear them physically hitting each other. And they all remembered I got the tattoo and i showed them when i came back from lunch and I wss all bleeding and it was brand new.

Then i went around and showed them all as it healed. Showed them progress and lack off.

So they would fight. The Aztecs didn't put up with shit like me. And so people would try to dominate them

So i could always hear them fight. And it was a big office. An entire floor of the big Compass Bank building in Albuquerque. But I could always hear them except on the complete opposite because door ways. But three certain ladies would go to the hall and call for me to go stop it.

You know. It was the year 2000. I was only born in 1985 although I have always used a different birthday since i was adopted of 1980.

So literally I was 15 years old. "Legally" i was only 19 and not even old enough to buy alcohol and there I was pulling grammas off each other And people old enough to be my mom.

They called me a stupid white. Because I am light skinned. A stupid white nigger. I know what that is. An abusive slave owner

Me!! Me of all people!!!

I already had PTSD coming out the ass and i could barely drag my ass out of bed in the morning because i wss so suicidal depressed. And i get called a slave owner. A lazy and abusive one at that!?!

"Well i don't see you working!! You wanna call people nigger you brown ass bitch?!?! Your ass is always fighting!! Why don't you go earn a paycheck!!" She regretted running her mouth at me more than 2x. I had shoved her and when she got closer, she claimed because she couldn't hear although people from the complete opposite walls came running, i punched her in the face. Cold coked her dead to the floor. She had that evil gleam. The dead Zulululu look. That evil dumb bitch look. And no fucking way was she touching me. So then her back up who was like 7 foot tall grabbed up my hair and vagina and threw me 8 feet across the room.

I just got up and sat at my desk and pretended like nothing happened. Just like the Zulululu do. I had road rash like a mother fucker tho.

I got him later in the parking lot. Shoved him in front of a moving car at 40 mph. This girl that worked with us. A 68 mustang all real metal total steel.

He never came back to work to mess with us. And,the girl got transferred to another floor. And I got called down for her 5th fight and I interviewed the people around the fight area and they said they all worked in peace until she had come. They had whites tho.

And most New Mexico Native Americans HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE whites.

So she got fired, I recommended it. She couldn't get along with anyone. I recommended she get a job on her reservation in Montana for her tribe and so the BIA paid for her to move. Citing emotional difficulties, PTSD due to government intervention in Native American lives.

So this man he's asking for reparation in this video.

And i just want to answer him..

You never will. They were gonna fire her. Leave her dead. I asked special they send her away to a place she could likely find peace.

Nd she did. But if it wasn't for me, she would had nothing.

And she had called me a white nigger and I got thrown 8 feet across the room because of her.

I'm adding her now and him to the list. Idc if they been interviewed, its eye for an eye. They are both Zulululu and still causing fights over nothing.

I had slammed her against the wall by her throat and i wanted to kill her and i should had. But i told her "im going to do something for yoh because i hate myself more than i hate you and you will accept it. And if hou keep acting like this you will receive death more than me slamming your head on this printer until you can't breathe" then i put all the pressure I could without killing her on her throat. Then killed her anyway. Died myself went through the black hole and dragged her ass back in her body pushed the EMT OFF ME, got up and jumped on her stomach and chest full body and killed her again then this bitch tried to go to the sun, so i got her ass back. Threw her ass back in. Woke up in the fucking elevator, trying to get outta the stretcher "oh im fine where is this dam bitch"

"Oh my God! You gotta lay down!"

"Fine i bet she's not back in" got out of my body and found her hiding in the dirt.

This bitch wanted to fight?! She was gonna find me fighting her. Behind death for the rest of her life.

She was old, too. Like 46... I was only 15/19. More than twice my age. 3x my real.

I woke up in the stretcher downstairs laughing and farting. She was crying how scared she was. I thought it was funny. I was so mad I didn't care how she felt. Scared was not what i expected. It surprised me and made me laugh. I didn't know how she would feel. She never stopped fighting. Scared of me? Nah. Im just an innocent sweet babe.

So other than her, i would show people my tattoo when the fought. "You and I. You and her. We all come from the same place. We are all Indians! Look at me! My tattoo! It hurt! For no reason and I didn't want it to! Lets just get over it and heal ourselves in our souls the Indian way!"

They had saw. Some had taken photos. They knew it hurt. It swelled up. It was red. Imflammed but not infected. Like anger of the hearts.

I shouldn't had to prove we suffered

So I ask those asking or demanding reparations, please don't.

We don't all have benefits. And we have pain and suffering. And a lot is jealousy because some tribes have more than others.

If you get reparations, i fear the ramifications.

"Oh them ni**ers got shit and we didn't"

Babes. Sometimes it just time to let go.

Just let it go, baby.

I can't think of my family's land and mansion under water. Flooded. I get punched in the fucking heart. And it hurts. It hurts so bad

I ain't a piece of trash. Following a dam creek so fucking far just to climb what looked like another mountain. Fuck that.

Then they flood it. Fuck you back.

Fuck you back. Fuck you back. They said. FUCK YOU. BECAUSE YOU DIDNT WANT TO BE RAPED AND WOUNDED AND YOU TOOK US TO THE MIDDLE OF THE COUNTRY ON YOUR BARE FEET AND HALF YOU DIED ALONG THE WAY BECAUSE WE BEAT AND RAPED YOU ANYWAY. FUCK YOU BACK FOR NO REASON THAT YOU WERE ALIVE AND IN OUR NEW WORLD FIRST.

OUR NEW WORLD. FUCK YOU. PIECE OF TRASH.

Lost city of Atlantis. People look for it by Greece and shit. Its just in Oklahoma.

We came from Atlanta. "Fine this can be your new Atlas location" said the Spaniards..

But they were too nice. Christopher Columbus was too nice. Spaniards brought food and shelters. But we we're afraid of them. Their odd food, and so on. We did not know what they were. We didn't recognize any one. When we went to Florida they did go with. It was exploration to them. Running away to us. They followed, just curious.

Then we understood. They were like children playing. Innocent. They followed. They kept us safe.

They knew we were afraid once there was a ravine. Their scouts spotted it. They knew we ran our horses too fast and we would all died. They raced ahead in the night while we camped and they all stood to block us off. 100 feet from the edge they formed a line of their own bodies to stop us.

That is when we knew we could trust the Spaniards. So we went scout back to Atlanta to see what happened there. And to tell what had occurred. That our lives had been saved.

Then we took court. We camped near side them for 10 days to decide how much of our lives we should give. Reports came back that 100% trust would be accurate. And so slowly we allowed the "wapuauhaluani" to lean into the Spaniards to truly see what they were all about.

We became friends.

But the whites took over the country. And we all lost.

So I understand what my brothers and sisters and my ma's and pas and little babies in the African American community is going through.

From the eyes of my current life as a registered 1/16 Native American, 23andme says only 3%

As a person to get a tattoo to stop war after I did so many years of community work in the Black Panthers where obviously I am not black any more and I was accepted.

I know what it feels like to be white and hated.

I know what it feels like to be hated for the color of my skin.

As a white person.

But fully accepted into the black community..

So excuse me when I go to a state that has an actual African American population and I just sit and stare looking like a true jack ass.

I just feel like myself. I feel complete. And I feel accepted.

And so not all of you know me. I do work in South America and all over the globe and i treat them all the same.

Reparations, i am afraid. I know and I believe will have repercussions this day and age.

So now Altlanta. Where i am from. My tribe was all brown there. Is now black.

I don't be ignorant and hate them because they took over my town.

That's not why i say. I say because it happens to everyone else.

And so I plan to treat people all the same. We do the DNA4U paid education and quizzes. And i know its not what you ask but it is done by the Tree of Infinite Knowledge.

And right now I'm just a POW and i can't do more than what I can.

But all you beautiful people that is gonna survive. I promise you.

Every single person on this Earth has suffered.

Every single person will get rewards for living. Every thing will be okay..

I know it's not today. Today is the fight for our beautiful children in this world and ourselves.

Its not almost over yet its not just beginning.

This is the orgasm state. Orgasm. So intense and wild and pleasurable and exhausting.

What comes after? Bliss and peace.

Tree keeps telling me two to four years more

My babies, it sounds so long. But every time he says 2 years I say "Well at least it's only 2"

I ask him 3 times a week. "How long is it now?"

We are gonna be okay.

You know those books that you pick the ending? What you do effects it?

Sometimes you can do 5 different things and the ending is the same?

People. I saw call it the "plandemic"

Trust me, it's planned so hard core the black hole feels it. We will win.

I gave up my only child. She was 4 years old. In 2008. I have a clone. And her spirit comes sometimes in it. And sometimes it's other ghosts.

People were wondering why I was crying the other day when I was driving. And I didn't want to say.

My daughter is in prison now. To keep her safe. You cannot imagine the intense fear I have every single day. And I don't even understand myself as for why.

I can see my daughter and she's safe and she's happy and laughing. But... She's a divine clone. My parents made her and the evil aliens took my real daughter.

They call her Sophia. She volunteered. Well. Voluntold. She said "someone needs to fix this! I was born on Martin Luther King's (Jr) birthday of his I have a dream speech and I have a dream too! For someone to fix this!!"

And my mom said from the dead, "I have a proposal"

Like I'm screaming and already bawling but u stop myself because she goes straight out of body and stands in front of my mom.

Its so beautiful. Then it is like a horrible Disney Fairytale curse.

"So i just want you to say yes and don't think about anything and don't think about your mom. She's hurt. Remember her back is broke? Now back to Martin Luther King. Yoh can make all dreams come true. You can be the Hero for the whole entire world because your dad is a mess and you can change this from oh 47 years to about 12 what do you think about that?"

"Yes!! I do! I want that! What do you think mom?"

And i could only stare at how beautiful mu child is. And I felt the horrific horror of how the Queen or fairy God mother puts the whole town to sleep for the curse and you know i began to bawl.

In our past lives. She wasnt the brave one. She was the first born. And she was always with me. Over protective like crazy. Someone was always watching just to make sure she breathed right and had all she needed immediately. Never went out. Always had 7 layers of guards between her and the outside world.

And my mom of all people was telling her to go free and go Just walk in the front door of evil to live.

I was proud. And joyful and in complete agony.

I had to do what was right.

God didn't send his only begotten son to die on the cross. That never haoend.

But a Goddess gave birth to a girl after having sex. And the aliens that attempted to kill her on a cross, named her Jesus and wrote a shameful book about her called the Bible. With nothing but lies. And that Jesus. The real Jesus. The Only Jesus. Sent her only daughter into the pits of Earths most Evil to destroy it with dreams.

So we will all suffer for two to four more years..

For that child to allow us to finish our work.

And no one will say the word reparations again. They will simply say "thank you, I am happy with the changes"

My mom promised me and my daughter.

Due to the True Annabelle parading around as Sophia (now in my prison and went swimming with a historical sibling that was born in a lifetime different than this in their shared hall cell) we are down to two to four years as opposed to 35.

So please quit fucking with Christopher Columbus.

The statues that are being taken down by states will be placed when it's safe to do so in places Christopher Columbus loved, if that is okay with every one else.

Robert E Lee as well. Tree has already publicly listed our blessed that we were so lucky to have that ARE heros for Earth.

Obviously not all white people are bad. But they used to be. Back then. Obviously I am 95% White according to 23 and me.

We had an emergency situation. So we changed the skin of all people not on the Africa continent to white. That os on the non American side. Later after invasions we changed all our good to brown.

This way. Because the invading aliens were so power full. So #1 is protect.

So Northern Europe was changed to white from Negro in order to blend in with the invaders. This way invaders in that,area,didn't know who to kill.

So,obviously invading in Ireland was red heads and white skin.

Sweden, yellow hair and white skin.

So we instantly did that.

Then because of information they would continue to invade that area, we kept them the aliens color.

So all of us except the negros are the color of aliens.

But the Zulululu kills and invades the body with their souls. So now African color folks have alien as well as every other color..

And that is why I'm fed the fuck up.

Im killing every fucking alien i don't agree with.. We did 12 years of intensive studies. In 1994 we jailed ass holes like Trump and more. And this is the end result.

THIS IS THE APOCALYPSE..

Y'all Jesus been here 35 years.. And i want to kill myself. This Earth. I just wanna blow it up and start all over. But I'm stubborn.

And I'm PISSED the fuck off.

And i have a child willing to risk her life until age 16.

Like the damdesr Princess in the world.

So every one will get the land they are owed.

African Americans. Remember VIKINGS.. Our babies, our brothers and sisters our elderly had their land stolen.

People in Africa. The Middle East.

I had to tear down a dam wall in the middle of Germany.

Okay?

I'm here and i hate it.

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