#and i found out its from '91

[abc-91]

Geto Suguru x curse reader, fluff

971 words

PART 2: https://www.tumblr.com/abc-91/740047038810554368/getou-suguru-x-curse-reader-fluff

Suguru was surprised at how easy this mission was. He was told he was facing a special-grade cursed spirit, but all he found was a humanoid spirit with a low output of cursed energy. He quickly turned it into an orb and swallowed it. Strangely, this curse didn’t taste like the other curses he’s consumed. It tasted floral and slightly tart, but he doesn’t think much of it since he’s just thankful that he’s done for the day. That night he goes to bed feeling peaceful; his missions for today were all easy, and he doesn’t have any classes or missions scheduled for tomorrow. Suguru could sleep in and spend the day relaxing or maybe hanging out with Satoru or Shoko if they’re free.

Suguru is still sleeping when he feels fingers gently playing with his long hair. The hands are cold but not cold enough for it to be uncomfortable. He starts to gradually awaken while the cool fingers continue running through his dark locs and occasionally massaging his scalp. He groans softly at the sensation, as he starts to come to his senses. Suguru finds himself leaning into the touch mindlessly, feeling soothed by it. His eyes are still closed, but he’s awake now.

“Hm, this feels nice… so gentle.” He thinks to himself.

“I wish my dreams were always this peaceful. It feels so real…… too real. What- What is this?” Suguru’s eyes flutter open, the sun shining through his curtains. He looks and sees the same humanoid curse from yesterday’s mission hovering over him, playing with his hair, and he freezes.

“H-Huh?!” He’s in complete shock and confusion, but a soft voice breaks him out of his thoughts.

“Oh, you’re awake.” Suguru just lies there staring into the curse’s eyes in disbelief.

“I didn’t mean to wake you; I just couldn’t wait.” His eyebrows furrow.

“W-Wait for what?” A soft giggle erupts from the curse and a gentle smile spreads over its lips, both of which make a warm feeling blossom in Suguru’s chest.

“To play with your hair. It looked so soft and pretty; I wanted to touch it.”

The curse is still playing with his hair, and he’s still shocked.

“H-How are you here right now? You- You’re not supposed to be able to come out without me controlling you. I-I’m supposed to be in complete control of you.” The curse tilts its head like a puppy and giggles softly again.

“Don’t be silly; I let you consume me.” Suguru is even more confused now. “What does this curse mean they let me consume them??” There’s a thousand thoughts running through his head, and there’s a confused look on his face. The curse notices this and pouts.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“H-Huh?”

“You’re looking at me like you’re confused.”

“I-I am. What do you mean you let me consume you?” The pout disappears from the curse’s face, and it giggles again.

“I felt drawn to you, so I let you consume me.”

“You felt drawn to me?”

“Mhm! You’re pretty, and I wanted to come with you.” It’s still casually playing with Suguru’s hair while grinning. He feels a warm blush spreading over his cheek.

“B-But how? You’re not supposed to have autonomy if I consume you.”

“Yeah, but I let you so I can do what I want.”

“And you just want to sit here and play with my hair? That’s really all you want?”

“Yep!” Suguru sighs but doesn’t protest. The curse isn’t doing anything bad despite being able to do what it wants, and if it does he can still exorcise it with one of his other curses if necessary. If he was being honest, he’d have to admit that he actually quite enjoys having this curse’s fingers delicately running through his hair.

“What’s your name? Humans have names, right?” The curse asks with a curious look on their face.

“Uh, Suguru.”

“Suguru? That’s pretty, like your face and your hair.” He feels his blush deepening. “Does this curse even realize how embarrassing the things they say are?”

“Do you think everything about me is pretty?” Suguru says in a joking tone, but the curse quickly answers.

“Yes, everything about you is pretty.” The curse’s response makes his breath catch in his throat and his embarrassment increase.

“You don’t have to keep calling me pretty. I was just joking.”

“Okay, but you’re just so pretty.” Suguru huffs in annoyance, but in reality he’s just flustered. The curse is still playing with his hair soothingly, and its delicate touches feel good to him, not that he’d admit that. He’s disappointed when he feels the curse’s hands move away, but he freezes when he suddenly feels its thumb gently outlining his lips.

“You’re so perfect, Suguru.” He remains frozen as the curse starts to lean closer to his face. The curse’s face is just a few centimeters away from his now, and he can feel its breath on his face. The curse’s breath smells just like that tart floral taste from earlier. It’s still leaning closer, and it’s clear what the curse’s intentions are. His lips are so close to the curse’s, but just before they touch someone starts banging on the door. The curse disappears into thin air, presumably as quick as it appeared in the first place.

“Suguru!” Satoru groans as he bangs his fist on his door.

“Come on! I know you don’t have anything to do today!!” Suguru remains lying in bed frozen, still flabbergasted from what just happened.

“Suguru!!!” He comes to his senses and gradually sits up.

“I’ll be there in a moment, Satoru. Let me get dressed first.” His voice is calm like usual despite his thoughts and emotions being scattered all over the place. Gojo huffs and stops banging.

“Fine, hurry up.”

Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/abc-91/740047038810554368/arie-shethey

#jjk #geto x reader #geto suguru #geto x you #jjk geto #jujutsu geto #getou suguru x reader #jjk suguru #jujutsu kaisen suguru #getou suguru x you #suguru fluff #fluff #jjk x reader #jjk fic #jjk fluff #jjk x you #teen geto

[therhythmafterthesummer]

Safe Haven (M) ~Bang Chan

Pairing: SpaceRebel!Chan x WitchQueen!F.Reader Themes: Fantasy AU | Sci-Fi AU | Royalty AU | Soulmate AU | Slow Burn | Mutual Pining | Angst | Smut | Fluff. Word Count: ~127k | AO3 Synopsis: Being a rebel fighting against a galactic oppressor was no easy feat, but it was something Chan took great pride in. As they took part in a stealth mission, Chan and his friends found themselves stranded on an unknown planet, and meeting a mysterious ally; an ally that, over the course of five long months, will help Chan regain hope.

Series Warnings: Third person POV · Very loose and liberal usage of Star Wars concepts (mostly to refer to weapons and tech). you don’t need to know anything about SW to read this, trust me · Physical descriptions of the main female character such as: can visibly blush, having long hair, and being short · Violence · Swearing · Mature themes and language · Original characters · Graphic smut (later chapters) · Mentions of the members of other groups (later chapters) · No one is straight, beware · Each chapter will include its own individual warnings. Chapters marked as M (Mature) either include highly detailed violence, or smut.

Due to all the abovementioned warnings, this story is intended for an adult audience only. Minors please do not interact.

Index: Day 1. | Day 2. | Day 3. | Day 4. | Day 5. | Day 6. | Day 7. | Day 8. | Day 9. | Day 10. | Day 15. | Day 17. | Day 60. | Day 82. | Day 90. | Day 91. | Day 92. | Day 152. | Day 159. | Epilogue.

Post story drabbles/one shots ⤷Available exclusively on AO3. An account is required to read these.

Author’s note: the idea for this monster started while i was watching Obi-Wan Kenobi… one thing led to another and now we’re here. this series is special to me, i fell in love with every single one of the characters and i’m ecstatic about it. i’m really just posting it for the heck of it since this is purely self-indulgent (i literally went mmmm, i need more fantasy AUs, guess i’ll do it myself). English is my second language, so constructive feedback on grammar, pacing, plot, etc is always welcome :) 16/08/2023: i started writing this series sometime in July 2022... then i started to publish each chapter from September 2022 until November 2022. in July 2023, i decided i wanted to re-work it since my writing has developed quite a bit and i felt like i could do a much better job... so i did. i’m genuinely much happier with this version of the story, and i hope that those that read it back then, and those that will read it now get to enjoy it as much as i do (: if you notice any weird formatting/sentences, don’t hesitate to point them out to me! this fic is a monster, and there must be things that i missed for sure hahah

Disclaimer: the story presented in this work does not represent Stray Kids in any way; anything described in this story and all actions performed by the characters are purely fictional, this was created just for good fun.

© therhythmafterthesummer 2023. all rights reserved. do not repost or translate my stories.

#stray kids fantasy au #stray kids fanfiction #bang chan fanfiction #bang chan fic #bang chan fluff #bang chan angst #bang chan smut #bang chan x reader #chan x reader #neverendingdreams #skz fanfic #skz fanfiction #stray kids fanfic #✨🌙✏

[ms-scarletwings]

Aberrant Fish

The first hint many an angler will get of the dark, insidious secrets these waters hold,

and yet, they are the first thing to be accepted as only another flavor of mundane.

The game text calls them grotesque. The fishmonger calls them corrupted. You get to call them a bonus. Rather than fear and revile them, tradesmen will pay a shiny extra penny to add them into their stock. They are gestured to and spoken of, but never truly elaborated on by the townsfolk. They have probably been here long before most of them, and so will be here long after they are gone. They were certainly here before you. Maybe you don’t need their answers, and yet if you are like me, you still witlessly question and keep dredging for more.

Like many things pulled from those cursed depths, they whisper flecks of madness from an impossible voice. What messages do they carry, and what forces do they play vessel to? Are they the lingering embers from a long-extinguished calamity, or are they harbingers of the next one to come?

I believe we have already seen signs of fire with our own eyes- impossible, great beasts that prowl the four (now five) coasts, the dying cult, gibbering fog…. That damned book. These tortured creatures are but another form of the same smoke.

To the question of where they came from, if your fisherman pokes around enough and braves the darkness, he may have already found a response in one of the many obelisks scattered around the map. Specifically, I refer to this.

This would suggest the aberrants themselves are what leaked in through the cracks that the largest of all monsters wants to rend apart? Not entirely, but in part. For the researcher at the Stellar Basin came to her own conclusion I want to factor in.

Her words give credence to the possibility that it is actually those greater beasts themselves at the heart of the corruption. I think she was half onto something, because what if these twisted forms, both large and small, were blooms along the same set of festering roots?

The more dark stones you disturb in the frenzy of your own madness, the more you learn about the age before your arrival, about the islands, and especially about their current guardians. The Mindsuckers- carrion puppet masters given a home, the Basin creature- a spore that miraculously survived its dive to the abyss, and the Serpent- lifeless stone made animate and malicious, all had their creation remembered in great detail by the obelisks. Some hints point that their emergence was rather recent, relative to even more powerful beings, such as the leviathan.

Maybe there are even more unseen horrors far below, blessedly out of our reach, for now. My view is that the malformed beasts are the aimless children of that unfathomable thing which waits beyond the veil. With them came its influence, and its corruption, and from them it continues to spread to all life surrounding. The smaller rifts were always a transformative disease upon the harbor’s fish, but with the rise of the new monsters, the sickness runs farther and less avoidably than ever. Whether these aberrant spawn are a gift to the worthy, or another deceptive evil that leads to madness remains left to be seen.

I will be giving a spotlight to each of these fascinating specimens at the back of Dredge’s encyclopedia, including those found in the Pale Reach, for further comment and appreciation. Updating the list below as we go along!

[#79-84]

[#85-90]

[#91-96]

[#97-102]

[#103-108]

[#109-114]

[#115-120]

[#121-126]

[#127-132]

[#133-138]

[#139-144]

[#145-150]

[#163-168]

[#169-174]

[Bonus I. Night Angler]

[Bonus II. Serpent]

[Bonus III. Basin Creature]

[Bonus IV. Mindsuckers]

[Bonus V. Unseeing Mother]

[Bonus VI. “Narwhal”]

#dredge game #dredge #dredge analysis #aberrant fish #grotesque fish #dredge spoilers #scarlet talks about things

[hotchaways]

pov: your instagram but you’re dating aaron hotchner (part 2)

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its(Y/L/N): the love of my life and aaron :) #wheninlondon 🇬🇧

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itspennyg: WEEEE LONDON!!! have the best time my lovely furry friends 💘

↳ its(Y/L/N): aaron did not enjoy the furry friends BUT we’ll get you loads of penelope coded things :) miss you!!

e.prentiss: oh coffee is the love of everyone’s life ❤️

↳ jenniferjareau: mine would be cheetos

↳ its(Y/L/N): we know that. your breath smells like cheetos

spencer.reid: i believe (Y/N)’s love language is to bully hotch

↳ jenniferjareau: it’s so weird to think about because he’s our unit chief…..

↳ aaron_hotchner: the bullying never stops in the hotchner household

↳ its(Y/L/N): don’t forget the loaf of bread and baguette retaliation :)

↳ aaron_hotchner: jesus christ please stop with the breads

↳ e.prentiss: no (Y/N) keep going with the breads

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its(Y/L/N): “no, coco is mine.” and do you think coco enjoys being in your arms 🤨 #dognapper

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spencer.reid: what is even so endearing about that rat?

↳ its(Y/L/N): no clue why i started dating him honestly

↳ e.prentiss: it should’ve been our ship that sailed 🙄

↳ derekmorgan: hotch gotta watch out for emily, she’s about to steal his girl

↳ aaron_hotchner: she’s right, she’s out of my league. i don’t know why she did either

↳ its(Y/L/N): AARON, BABY :( i love you, you’re the one out of my league

↳ aaron_hotchner: also, emily– why not make the ship sail with cheeto breath?

↳ itspennyg: LET THE JEMILY SHIP SAIL 🚢🤍

↳ jenniferjareau: man when will i ever stop being called cheeto breath I HAVE A NAME

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its(Y/L/N): cause of my death: my boyfriend in a polo shirt playing golf 😩

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derekmorgan: any news about the women fawning over him?

↳ e.prentiss: we haven’t received texts in the group chat so im assuming all is well (for now)

↳ aaron_hotchner: she followed me like a lost puppy and publicly displayed her affection to make sure they knew.

↳ jenniferjareau: well! looks like you’re not gonna be attacked by bread this time

↳ its(Y/L/N): no he’s gonna be attacked by bread when we get home

↳ daverossi: i just have to say– why do you have to attack him with bread?

↳ itspennyg: so she doesn’t waste money buying a weapon and if she attacks with bread, she can eat it afterwards, mr. holy pasta man 🍝🧔🏻‍♂️

↳ aaron_hotchner: (Y/N) just said it’s because she can and she will…not because she found out about the soccer moms fawning over me from the clubhouse this time

↳ e.prentiss: the bread retaliation will literally never stop

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its(Y/L/N): my handsome boyfriend being all grumpy and it’s tempting to smooch him all over 🥺

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e.prentiss: you both are my close friends but you have to tone the mushiness down at work

↳ itspennyg: NO LET THE LOVEBIRDS BE. PENNY LOVES LOVE 🤭❤️

↳ jenniferjareau: penelope you’d be glad you don’t have to be with (Y/N) out in the field because she goes feral when she sees hotch with kevlar vest

↳ its(Y/L/N): uh no i don’t. psh kevlar vest? nah doesn’t look good on him. i don’t know what you’re talking about

↳ spencer.reid: your respiratory rate increases whenever you see hotch wear that and in general your pupils dilate when you just see hotch

↳ its(Y/L/N): go choke, spencer

derekmorgan: she wants another dog, doesn’t she?

↳ aaron_hotchner: yeah. she saw one at this little adoption event held at the park last week

↳ daverossi: you’re about to give in, aren’t you?

↳ e.prentiss: the silence is loud, of course he’s going to give in to her

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its(Y/L/N): why has he not looked at me for the past hour :(

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derekmorgan: i smell jealousy in the air 👀

↳ spencer.reid: who? hotch or (Y/N)?

↳ jenniferjareau: have you not seen hotch’s eyebrows go deeper than it usually is, spence?

↳ e.prentiss: sulky (Y/N) is also my favorite version of her

↳ its(Y/L/N): i just want my boyfriend to give me attention :(

↳ daverossi: guess aaron’s still a jealous man when it comes to detective peralta aka that goofy detective here in brooklyn.

↳ aaron_hotchner: i don’t know what you’re talking about, dave.

↳ itspennyg: sir hotch, don’t you worry! detective peralta is in no way infatuated with our (Y/N) because he’s happily chained to detective santiago

↳ spencer.reid: i don’t know whether i should thank you for this penelope, but i did not miss the mushiness of lovesick (Y/N)

↳ e.prentiss: aaaaand we’re back to the madly in love hotch and (Y/N)

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its(Y/L/N): i am gifting everyone with young aaron hotchner because i simply cannot stop swooning

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aaron_hotchner: sweetheart, i love you but– this is embarrassing.

↳ e.prentiss: this feels almost illegal to see. what even happened to you?

↳ jenniferjareau: i seriously cannot believe this was hotch

↳ itspennyg: HOTCH??? I AM??? IN ABSOLUTE SHOCK??? 😧

↳ spencer.reid: just erase the wrinkles and lessen his eyebrows a tad bit, we’ll come up with the image of the present aaron hotchner.

↳ derekmorgan: boss man must’ve gotten a lot of ladies

↳ its(Y/L/N): my man’s so handsome though. present or past >:( also morgan, no

↳ aaron_hotchner: my girl :) and morgan, i do not want to bread to be thrown at me

↳ daverossi: she’s saying that so you could let her get that dog.

↳ its(Y/L/N): literally go choke on pasta, rossi 😒

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its(Y/L/N): someone sent jack and i to run errands just so he could send me this selfie saying “come home mama” 🥺 HE GAVE IN TO ME. welcome to the hotchners, cooper! 🐾🤍

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e.prentiss: i simply cannot believe how much of a simp hotch is for you

↳ derekmorgan: she should make him give us more weekends 😉

↳ its(Y/L/N): your wish is my command my lovely friends

itspennyg: every time (Y/N) uses ‘welcome to the hotchners’, i forget you two aren’t married :( WHEN WILL I HEAR THE WEDDING BELLS 🙈👀

↳ aaron_hotchner: soon enough, garcia.

↳ jenniferjareau: hotch, im gonna need you to pay for my ear check-up because (Y/N) just called me to screech into the phone

↳ spencer.reid: yeah, you’re gonna need to pay for two check-ups.

↳ e.prentiss: make that three, she busted out my ear drums. put a ring on her now, hotch

↳ its(Y/L/N): EXCUSE ME I DID NOT SCREECH IN YOUR EARS 😒

↳ aaron_hotchner: i heard you from the sidewalk when i threw out the trash, sweetheart.

↳ daverossi: i don’t know whether i should be terrified or amused. but im gonna need that (Y/L/N)-hotchner wedding soon.

A/N: im enjoying way too much with this fake social media thing and this makes me yearn more for our favorite grumpy dilf 😒 ANYWAYS i hope you love it, lmk what you think :)

ps. yes i did put brooklyn 99 in the cm universe 🤭 just want my crime fighting worlds to collide <3

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[bratshaws]

goodness gracious 1. brb x oc

THIS FIC IS 18+ ONLY! MINORS PLS DNI!

a/n: * pulls up megaphone * Rooster was raised right by his mom and doesn't care about body types. The lack of plus size fics made me upset so I literally returned to Tumblr to create this blog and write this. This is the first time I'm writing for this fandom so... I HO PE YOU GUYS LIKE IT??? its been centuries SINCE I WROTE aNYTHING ( also god im not creative with titles, please forgive me )

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pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

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warnings: mentions of bullying, self doubt, aNGST, mutual pining, Rooster being a sweetheart.

“Hello!” Beatrice calls once she enters Hard Deck by the employee’s entrance, popping out her airpods to slide them inside her bag shoulder, “I’m not late, am I?” she calls to Penny who’s currently fixing the tables ahead of her.

“No, you are just on time!” she calls, her voice a bit muffled since Bea put her bag inside the little closet area for employees. She checked her appearance before going out on the mirror hanging on the wooden wall, pulling her dark brown hair up in a bun and fixing her Led Zeppelin shirt, wiping the dust off her jeans before finally walking out. Once she gets out, Penny is turning the lights on in the back area of the bar that leads to the beach. 

Meanwhile Beatrice grabs one of the bags of ice, carrying it to the ice machine behind the bar, plopping the cold cubes down the container, crumpling the plastic bag once it was empty to toss in the recycler. “I’m here, babes!” a voice calls, then a blonde head of hair shows up, “Hope you two didn’t do everything with me gone!”

“Just waiting for your presence,Michelle!” Penny calls, looking over her shoulder to press a kiss to her niece’s cheek, when she hugs her “Hi, honey, Bea is already here.”

“Bumblebea!” Bea smiles when the blonde comes over to the employees closet as well, removing her denim jacket to expose the low cut red tank top and jeans. “Need help?” Bea nods, pointing to the other bags of ice in the corner, “Friday night, tonight will be a long night huh?”

“Sure will.” Bea noted, the two of them dumping the rest of the ice “How was your date though? With the policeman?” the brunette asked, chuckling when the blonde girl rolled her eyes with a sigh.

“I swear, police officers are the clingiest guys.” Shells said, grabbing the empty bags from Bea’s hand to shove down the recycler, “He didn’t want to leave! I kept saying, ‘hey i gotta go to work,’ and he asked where I worked and I told him he didn’t need to worry about that.”

 The two of them then marched to the storage room area where Shells grabbed a box of handkerchiefs. “Then he said ‘oh it’s not a problem, I can take you’ and–and! Then he said ‘I like you a lot.’ Like!! We’ve only hooked up twice!...” she shakes her head, “I just told him it’d be better if we didn’t contact each other anymore and it was fun while it lasted.”

“He accepted that?”

“Course not, called me a bitch all the way out, I think I saw tears in his eyes before he left.” Shells shrugs, waiting on Bea to grab the recycled straws from the upper shelf, then turns off the light once her friend walks out “I swear, I’ll give up on Tinder like you did. It’s insane!”

Bea chuckles, opening the bag of straws to put them inside a glass, “I mean, you know my sister found her husband on Tinder.”

“Um, yeah, but he’s a handsome doctor from London with the body of a god and deep bronze skin. He’s like a beautiful statue!”

“I shouldn’t have never shown you their wedding picture.” Bea laughs, shaking her head with amusement. “and to think I just wanted to show you how pretty the location was.” the two of them looked at the clock, seeing they had little time before the bar opened for the public, so they had to finish everything up quickly.

Once they did and the bar opened, it exploded with people, the voices getting louder the more people entered. Music floated on the air, much to Bea’s delight as she hummed to herself with the songs. 

To think, just a few months ago she was looking for a job to help her with the bills and if it wasn’t for Shells and Penny, she’d never get it.

Beatrice is from a tight, traditional Italian family. While they are progressive in certain areas, most of her family doesn’t think women…should do much. If they have a job it should be a useful job, like banking or something like that, not Liberal arts. Which was what she always wanted to do, being a creative person since she was a child, she just wanted to work with what she liked.

But being the youngest of six siblings, the literal baby that had to stay home while her older siblings went out to live their lives out of state or even out of the country she had very little control in certain choices. Maybe it was the empty nest syndrome, with all her siblings gone from the house, her parents only had herself to… take care of in a way. It took years for her to actually go to her choice in college,juggling between work and long study hours, choosing to leave her job once she had enough money saved up to help herself once she got her place.

During college was when she met Michelle, or Shells, who took her to the Hard Deck a few times. It was distant from her job and her parents’ house and Beatrice loved it. She loved the atmosphere, she felt welcome by Penny and even if this was a Naval bar she didn’t feel like she was intruding in some way.

When Shells mentioned they needed one more person at the bar, Bea said yes immediately. Her parents weren’t happy with her choice, but they couldn’t stop her, especially since her own siblings supported it. So now she was here, working, happy, focusing on how she’d continue her career as an artist.

The bell rang, drinks were served, people were dancing. It was a nice night so far. Bea was washing one of the glasses when she heard a cacophony of voices that she heard a few times and her body heats up. She couldn’t help but just stare at him, he stood out of his group like a beautiful floral patterned thumb. With her eyes following him until they all sat down on their usual spot, Bea couldn’t help but bite her lower lip, feeling her cheeks warm up even more when he laughed at something.

“Ohhhhh, cock-a-doodle-doo huh?” Shells’ teasing voice snapped her out of her staring, Bea’s green eyes wide as saucers, seeing her friend’s teasing grin, “How long until you finally make a move?”

“I…I don’t know what you mean.” she continued washing the same glass, the squeaking sound of the sponge rubbing against it giving her some of a distraction.

“Bea, please,” Shells took the glass from her hand, then tilted her head, “You look at that man like he hangs up the moon every time he comes by.” but her friend then turned to the opposite side, focusing on checking the liquor bottles. Shells sighed, coming to her friend’s side and crossing her arms, the brunette trying too hard to keep her eyes on the label.

“This is a 1975, right?”

“Bea.”

“I can’t really see, the label is a bit faded–” the bottle disappears from her hand, Beatrice snapping her gaze to Shells, who holds the liquor under her crossed arms, her eyebrows going up to her hairline. Beatrice sighs defeatedly, “I…I don’t know what you want me to say.” she shrugs “He’s so…” she groans, covering her face with her hands, “He’s so…so hot,Shells. and he sings! and-and he’s funny and…he’s everything I’ve always wanted in a guy.”

“One more reason to go to him.” Shells whispers, “He’s single and handsome. You are single and gorgeous.” the blonde held her fingers up in a V position, before joining the two with a kissing sound, “Perfect match.”

Bea frowned, “It’s not that simple.” she murmured “I…I mean…look at me Shells.” she spread her arms to emphasize. But her friend just frowned, “Oh come on, like…look at me I’m not the type of girl who gets guys like that.”

She was a curvy gal, always had been. Normally, she wouldn’t mind it, but when it comes to guys, more especially when it comes to Rooster she just lost a good amount of confidence. He was literally adonis personified, just the most beautiful man she had ever seen. and she felt less than pretty when she remembered the type of girls that surrounded him or worked with him. 

“You know that’s not true.” Shells said with her voice low, a kind smile on her face, “You have as much chance as any girl out there.” Bea however scoffed, “You gotta believe in yourself Bea. You are gorgeous, any guy would be lucky to have you.”

The brunette’s eyes stung with unshed tears, the same eyes she clenched shut in hopes to hold them in. Memories of past relationships flooding her brain, bringing memories she wished to forget “Can we not talk about this anymore?” Shells is about to say something else but a customer calls for a refill, which Bea thanks every powerful being for, slapping on a smiling mask, “Coming right up!”

Shells only watches her friend go to the opposite side to serve one of the guys there, laughing when he says something to her - clearly drunk -  before walking away. Shells’ stare broke when she heard the bell ring, turning on to face the person. 

She immediately smiled wider, “Hi Bob.”

She likes Bob, she thought he not only was sweet he was also so smart. He knew he had a hard time with the group, especially Jake, but he was getting there. She leaned on her elbows, giving him a sweet smile, “What can I get you?”

The way his cheeks flushed and his eyes tried to look anywhere but the cleavage she put on display was so cute, “Oh, uh, just more beer?”

“Sure! Should I put it in your tab?”

“Yes,please.”

Shells went to the fridge to grab the beers, then paused, sending a look to where Beatrice was currently talking to two female customers. She then looked over her shoulder to Bob, who smiled at her, then past Bob to where his group was…a devilish thought showed up in her brain, “Why don’t you wait with the others? I’ll bring it to you.” 

“Oh, okay! I’ll be there then.”

With the beers on top of a tray, she sent one last look to her friend who was still busy, then sped her step maneuvering through the crowd until she reached them. “There you go, more fuel for the pilots.” she teased, making them laugh while switching the empty bottles with the full ones, throwing some quick looks to her brunette friend, “So,” she rested the empty tray on her hip, “What else can I get you?”

“Your number would be nice, sweetheart.” Jake was quick to say, sending her a wink with the bottle to his lips.

Shells chuckled, “I meant something achievable,Hangman.”

“I think we are all fine.” Phoenix says, “Thanks Shells.”

“Hey, not a problem. Oh, just letting you guys know, I’ll go on a break in a few minutes so if you guys need anything else, you can ask Bea.” She kept an eye on everyone, but especially Rooster. The way his eyes just snapped to her friend made her insides flip in triumph, the little smirk on her face hidden by her biting the inside her cheek, “She’ll gladly serve you.”

Rooster’s eyes finally left the brunette at the bar counter, meeting Shell’s knowing blue gaze only to clear his throat and look away again, “Well” she drawled, walking backwards, sending them a salute, “Enjoy the night!”

The moment Shells approached the bar, she ran to her aunt, whispering something in her ear. Both Penny and Shells looked in Beatrice’s direction, who was leaning down to pick something behind the bar, unaware of the scheming happening behind her back.

Once the time came for Shells to have her break, Penny kept an eye on Beatrice. It took just a few seconds for a known pilot to approach the bar, the bell rang and Beatrice turned around with a wide smile, a smile that faltered for a quick second before returning - albeit a lot milder than before - “Hi!” her voice was higher, so she cleared her throat, “Um,hi.”

“Hey.” Rooster replied, leaning his elbows over the counter, which made Bea suck in a hard breath once she saw the curve of his pecs underneath the white tank top, “Can you believe I came here to get more beer? Just three this time though.”

She couldn’t help but huff out a chuckle, covering her mouth with her hands then “Well, it is a bar.” she adds, “I would be surprised if you came here for groceries.”

When he laughed at her joke she almost felt like fainting, biting her lower lip hard with her head dipped, “I-I’ll go get it.” practically power walking towards the freezer where she stood for a few minutes, letting the cool air hit her cheeks as she tried to calm herself. She shook her head for a quick moment, grabbing the beers between her fingers and turning back around, almost letting out a yelp of surprise to see he was still looking at her “There you go.”

“Thanks.” but he didn’t leave, pointing his index finger at her “Bea, right?” she nods with a small smile, “It’s weird, I’ve seen you for a while and never got your name.”

Maybe because she chickened out every time he seemed to want something, ending up telling Shells to do it, “Oh, well,” she only gave him a weak shrug, then felt like her arms were too exposed, quickly lacing her hands behind her back to hide them the best she could, “I haven’t been here long.”

He hummed, a tiny smile on his face, “I’m Rooster.”

“I know,” she blinks when his eyebrows raise in amusement, “I-I mean, I heard Penny and Shells talking about you and heard your name being called around.” her face was so warm she felt like she was boiling. She hoped the light above her head hid her blush from his view. “I…is there anything else I can get you?”

“I don’t think so, no.” he looks back at his friends, seeing they are still chatting amongst each other. Then his eyes travel to the splotches of ink on her upper arms, the parts that weren’t hidden behind her. However before he could ask her about them, she snaps her head ahead when she sees someone on the table lifting their glass.

‘Sorry I–” she moves her own finger over his shoulder, “I gotta go get this.”

“Oh, oh no no, yeah, go ahead.” he smiled and her knees almost buckled just like that, “I’ll go back then.”

“Okay.”

“Okay.”

They stood there for a bit longer, until Rooster shook his head, picking the beers with one of his hands “I’l see you around then,Bea.” he smiles then turns on his heel back to the other pilots. Bea just stood there, face flaming and eyes wide, then she cleared her throat walking out from behind the bar to the table.

Penny, who watched the entire ordeal, just smiled, sending Shells a quick text once no one was looking:

“It’s on.”

#bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x oc #top gun maverick #boy am i down bad #like woof man #bradley bradshaw x reader #ill go freak out now ha h

[ostrichmonkey-games]

Crews? Homebase? Headquarters?

Been thinking a lot about Crews in Blades/Forged in the Dark, and how I want to play with those ideas in Furry Crime Game (sidenote: I really need to come up with an actual title for this game before that sticks permanently).

The general idea of Crews in Blades "exist to create a legacy that will last beyond the founding members" (p. 91, BitD). My personal view of Blades is that it has a lot in common with Darkest Dungeon - its just as much about the moment to moment, zoomed in character-play as it is (maybe even more so) about the zoomed out progression that happens through the Crew and the world around the players.

Characters in Blades are not designed to stick around for very long. Stress, harm, and trauma pile up very quickly. I fondly call the game a "meatgrinder" and I'm not joking! Unless you are the most cautious player, your PC is going to get shredded (and cautious play is just not nearly as fun in Blades, it is way better to embrace the meatgrinder experience and go for it).

So anyways, Crews stick around, forming your table's legacy, while your characters get turned into ground beef. Got it. But, in all my experiences of playing and running Forged in the Dark games (which, most of them adopt very similar "meatgrinder" experiences to Blades, everyone seems to care waaaaaaay more about the characters over the Crew. Its very easy to forget about the Crew, when you're focused on your cool little Crime Guy that you want to keep alive as long as possible, because little crime guys are fun.

Now, I like Crews! I think they're an interesting piece of design and fit very well into the whole engine of Blades in the Dark. But for the style of play I love (character focused vs legacy focused), they can feel a little too "board game-y" to engage with.

Compared to Blades, I'm planning on having PCs in Furry Crime Game being a bit more sturdy than their BitD counterparts, so the design space for a lasting "legacy" isn't as important. But! The idea of having this shared advancement, that progresses as the group of PCs also advance is fun.

So, where I'm at right now is some sort of headquarters/homebase that the PCs all share that gets upgraded and evolves over time (building on ideas from Blades' turf mechanics I think). Actually, I think whatever this HQ thing is going to turn into is going to involve folding a lot of Crew and turf tech into one thing. The hard part will be making it feel like a character that the table wont forget about lol.

I think tying some new downtime actions to the HQ is an interesting way to go. @temporalhiccup's Twilight Throne has some really fun downtime actions that are great at setting scenes and exploring character relationships. So, creating downtime actions (which who knows, could maybe be upgraded as you play) that take place specifically within the HQ and provides a framework for exploring the HQ as a "character" and also for exploring your character (and their relationships with the other characters), feels particularly fruitful.

Still a looooooong way to go on designing this game, I really need to finish Dark Confluence first, but I think it's gonna be very cool once its done!

Here's a little peek at the doc's outline as a treat though.

#ttrpg #indie ttrpgs #forged in the dark #ostrichmonkey games #furry crime game

[powerofelvis]

Meeting The Family w/Elvis (Sweet Inspiration Headcanon)

Warnings: Fluffy as can be! Slight thoughts about reader being pregnant with his child, family bonding, talks about future, Elvis and his big appetite

A/N: This is my very first headcanon based off of my Sweet Inspiration fic. I definitely see that this is gonna have a world of its own so I’m gonna write a few because of my friends who share the same delusional ideas as me. Special thanks to @austinbutler-91 and @flwrs4aust for giving me this idea. The Sweet Inspiration world is now beginning ;)

Elvis follows you everywhere, in fact, he wouldn’t let you go anywhere without him.

The thought of Elvis attending your family’s barbecue made you nervous as he had never met your family before.

Your sisters were excited that Elvis and the mafia were coming up to New Jersey, telling everyone to be on their best behavior.

“Mama, ya don’t have to roll out the red carpet, I already have that happening enough.”

You couldn’t dispute your sisters or your parents, reminding them that you were exclusively dating the man but he was also your vocal coach.

You spent the night before the trip, preparing Elvis on the different personalities that your family had.

Your mama reminded him of his own mother, loving everyone that she came in contact with. 

She often was called “mama” by strangers because she never knew a stranger. 

Your father on the other hand was a preacher by nature, meek and straightforward as his daughters were his world. 

You were more worried about Elvis getting along with your father than your mother, his straightforwardness often scaring boys away all of your life. 

“Don’t cha worry, chocolate mama. I’m good with the parents.” 

The day that you were set to arrive in New Jersey, you couldn’t shake the nervousness that you felt at Elvis meeting your family.

Your family was welcoming, making sure that Elvis and his friends had comfortable living arrangements. 

He couldn’t sleep in your room though. 

The first night in New Jersey, Elvis took you out for a night of the town.

Takes you to a clothing store, letting you pick out the dress that you had your eye on before you left town. 

Carries your bags because he’s still the southern gentleman regardless of how much he had changed over the years.

“If I knew that ya liked shopping so much, chocolate, I would’ve taken you a while ago.”

You both returned home before Dawn, giggling and whispering about how your family would skin you alive if you did this as a teenager.

Your mother prepared breakfast the next morning, Elvis standing by her side as he listens to her tell stories about you as a child.

Your mother did remind him of his mother, always wearing a smile even if she was tired. 

HIS FIRST BARBECUE!

Elvis had plenty of barbecues that he threw at Graceland, you even attended a few.

His nerves were all over the place as he had when he first met you in the International.

You were excited as well. 

You dressed in the yellow sundress that he bought you the night before, putting a Daisy in your curly locks. 

Elvis could have fallen over, your bronze skin glowing in the New Jersey sun as you helped your mother in the kitchen with the food. 

Pictures you barefoot and round with his baby as you stir the potato salad at Graceland. 

He loves potato salad! 

How cute his face was when he saw you in the kitchen stirring up the potato salad.

Wraps his arms around you in the kitchen out of sight from your father as he watches you. 

The smell of the potatoes and your shea butter lotion stirs up an erection in his pants.

“You make the best potato salad, mama.”

“Yeah because there’s no raisins in it.”

“You know I don’t like no damn raisins, chocolate.”

It takes everything in him not to bend you over the counter, taking you before the rest of your family arrives. 

As your family arrives, he disappears to meet them. 

Follows you and your mother around like a lost puppy, before he is found with Jerry and Myrna (who were now dating at this point).

He loves talking with your cousin Junior about his music career, sharing pointers about guitars and blues music. 

Nearly cleans his entire plate, barbecue sauce over his mouth and chin.

You clean his face off with a napkin, laughing at how childishly cute he was.

“El, you’re a mess honey. Please.” 

Laughs as his blue eyes shined at your hand patting the sauce away from his lips.

He was a fan of chicken skin, stealing the skin that you peeled off your chicken thigh before placing it nicely on your plate. 

Loves your mother’s sweet potato pie, begging her for the recipe so that you could make it for him as he pleases.

LINE DANCES!

Elvis follows your lead as you teach him the moves to Slow Twistin’ by Chubby Checker.

Your family loves his moves.

Your little cousins are learning his dance moves as he dances along to some of his songs.

Watch you as you speak with your sisters about your next shows, holding a platter of fried green tomatoes.

His big appetite became a favorite from your parents, especially your mother.

Your father bonded with him over religion, singing spirituals as the sun set.

As your family leaves, they all speak about how they want Elvis to visit more often.

Spends the rest of the night helping you and your family clean the dishes and put away the food.

Sneaks off with another piece of sweet potato pie while he talks with your father.

“That boy sure does love potato pie, songbird.”

Sits around the fireplace, singing songs with your family as he plays the piano that sits in your family’s living room.

Plays with your fingers as he talks about his dreams of having a strong nuclear family.

Dreams of his children visiting their grandparents and having barbecues like your family.

“Would you want to have children in the future, songbird?”

Kisses you as he tells you that he wouldn’t mind having mixed children with your curly hair and his eyes.

Your family asks for Elvis to return for Christmas later that year.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, but only if Y/N would be okay with it.”

“You know that I would, silly.” You playfully nudged him with your elbow as you sat beside him at the piano. 

He had to leave the next day, his engagement with the International picked up later that night.

Hugs your mother, kissing her cheek as he wishes her well.

Shakes your father’s hand as he promises him that he would take care of you as long as he could.

“You’re a good man, son. I’m grateful that my daughter has you.”

That makes him smile as he nods his head at the older man, taking you by the hand as you both leave your family’s home.

His smile couldn’t be contained as he thought about his weekend with your family.

“Songbird, this is the nuclear family that I’ve been wantin’. I think I wanna make an honest woman outta ya one day.”

As you returned with him back to Las Vegas, you couldn’t stop thinking about how welcoming your family was with the man that you loved. 

Not to mention, he loved your mama’s cooking so he was definitely a keeper. 

Only time would tell before those mixed children he was talking about came back with you when you had the next barbecue. 

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[lesbianspeedy]

Sorry if this is a bad question or more likely just hopeless. I’ve been trying to find a good Connor Hawke comic to read (first found out about him in Damian’s Robin solo and he and Rose were the only two things I liked besides the Robin chase but I’m a bat brat) and I’ve only read the Silver Monkey story and as I’m not a fan of Oliver Green at all (my exposure to him has in no way been positive) and I HATE Dixon and I know he’s the main writer for Connor, but I had to drop the Tim solo because of his obvious, I guess bigotry would be the right word to use here, but he is one of the three writers I refuse to let myself read anymore to try and keep my blood pressure low. Are there any Connor stories or series that exist outside of those parameters to read because I’m having 0 luck. I’m also not sure if you’re a fan of Mia or Emilio or have any go-to stories for them, but I know nothing about them and I’d like to change that if at all possible.

i understand, i do i do. while i think dixon is capable of good character writing, and he did manage to do it in connor's run, i also understand his very very obvious politics shine through all the time and it gets tiresome (at one point in his ga run he manages to write OLIVER QUEEN "both sides"ing literal nazis that he and hal fought in GL/GA). here's the best i can do for recs outside of dixon (though few and far between)

Before i start, i do wanna clarify that his character in robin is. well. pretty different from his actual pre-established character. I'm not saying you won't like him, and im genuinely begging you to give him a shot, but if youre looking for the snarky brawler type, you might be a lil thrown by the polite buddhist monk you're gonna get.

you are in luck, as his first few appearances were by kelley puckett, so if you havent already read GA vol. 2 #0, do that first! #91 and #92 are also by puckett until dixon takes over for #93, so read those if you dont mind just stopping in the middle of an arc, otherwise avoid.

now this next rec IS 1/3 written by dixon but if you can get through it, the crossover connor has with wally and kyle is enjoyable, thats Green Lantern Vol. 3 #96, GA Vol. 2 #130, and The Flash Vol. 2 #135

Connor's JLA run! JLA Vol. 1 #8-#15, #8 and #9 are specifically about connor saving and joining the league, the rest of the issues just feature him in a team setting, as, well, its the league.

if you want to read mia as well, read Green Arrow: Quiver (GA Vol. 3 #1-#10), Connor plays an important role but its almost entirely in the very last issue, and it's more about Ollie's role dynamic with him than anything else, so just read that if it tickles your fancy.

I wish i could recommend more of GA Vol. 3 for connor, unfortunately he's pretty fucking sidelined, and for every good moment theres 2 bad ones. (immediately after quiver he is shot and put in a coma for an arc, somehow this isnt the last time this happens.) Though i do recommend #11, and i think #21 is a good issue to read for ollie and him, but it also includes a pretty huge retcon to Connor and Ollie's past

Other than those, he has One-shots in Green Arrow 80th Anniversary 100-Page Super Spectacular: "One", DC Pride 2022: "Think Of Me", and DC Festival of Heroes: The Asian Superhero Celebration: "Hawke & Kong"

to answer your second question, my URL aint lesbianspeedy for nothin! Mia is what i breathe and bleed, my recs for her are here!

as for Emi, your best bets are Green Arrow Vol. 5 #18-#20, #22, #28-#34 for her origin (though read N52 green arrow at your own risk, even i havent properly read these), Green Arrow Vol. 6 #1-#7 (this may feel like a completely new character, i'm sorry, dc has a angsty characterisation problem, if you enjoy either of these characterisations, i'd recommend you keep reading said runs past my specific recs for more issues with her!) and Stargirl Spring Break Special + Stargirl: The Lost Children #1-#6

#comic recs #connor hawke #green arrow

[melonteee]

Story time: When I was little and first start wachting anime (not counting Pokemon and Digimon because I didnt know what anime even was when first seeing them on tv) I learned about the big three, and wanted to watch all of them. One at a time thou.

So I watched few videos like amv or top 10 lists on yt to decide which one to start with. Bleach I found pretty boring, still do, just dont think its an anime for me. Im sure its good as it has a lot of fans. But not for me. And One Piece I thought was too childish, not sure if I saw 4kidz dub or it might be before any one of the big emotional scenes (before water 7, as in genocide wasnt a plot point yet) but I thought it was a 'friendship is magic' type of show. Naruto I saw there was blood (why I think I might have seen one piece 4kidz videos) and the nine tail fox, which I thought was the cooled thing ever. So I ended up with watching Naruto first. Spoiler: Nine tails barely have any scenes so that was a huge let down.

I didnt like Naruto because he kept trying to sneak in the womens bath and transforming into a naked girl to give people nosebleeds. Little ace me, who didnt know what asexual was, didnt approve. Sasuke I thougth was an idiot, I normally like the overly emo characters but I just thought hes reasoning and actions were stupid. (Like in the end he came back like "Im going to be the new hokage". like bitch! You are a war criminal that sided with the enemy that tried to destroy the village at one point! Why the fuck would the village want you as their leader??!!) And Sakura just seemed really pointless. There was a thing that she was supposed to be the more giften one in channeling chakra but Naruto and Sasuke quickly cought or was atleast good enough that Sakura wasnt needed that often. There was some good scenes but they were few and far between.

Not liking the main characters is a bad start when watching a show.

I dont remember that much what happend in the anime because I got so mad about how long time it took for things to happen that I ended up suppressing the memories. I didnt know what filler episodes was untill after I was almost at the end of the serie. So I watched all and every filler episodes thinking they were nessesary.

Did you know 41% of the anime was filler? 91 of 220 episodes of the original anime where filler. And 203 of 500 episodes of shippuden where filler. And one point there was even 76 episode in a row that was filler. From 13 july 2005 to 1 february 2007 where just filler episodes.

I refused to watch Bleach and One Piece after thinking they had as much filler episodes as Naruto. Untill I got recommended one piece videos on yt and decided to give it a try. But looking up which episodes where filler so I could skip it. But One piece only had 10 %. I know there were someone that had counted how many minutes where filler scenes in each episode which made that procentage a lot higher.

I know its annoying that One Piece has a lot of scene filler where things are dragged out little too long. But if I had to choose I do rather have filler scenes than filler episodes. Even thou filler episodes can be fun from time to time. But not 76 in a row.

End of story time.

Love your videos~ Keep it up!

LMAO I can't speak on the Naruto stuff, but One Piece's LACK of filler surprised me too? And I say lack of filler because, shocker! Having like, 3-5 fillers per 100 EPISODES?? SOMETIMES NOT EVEN THAT?? People truly don't realise how insane that is, and how lucky we are for that?

I've said it before and I'll say it again, people really need to watch One Piece SECOND to something else - especially second to other anime. You truly see how good you have it and how good of a show One Piece is when it's the SECOND thing you watch LMAO

#ask #melonask

[greycaelum]

91.hide and seek

29. lifting him/her out of excitement

[Gentle Affection Collections]

Jujutsu Kaisen: Elf Gojo Satoru X Village Maiden Reader

[Gentle Affection Collections]

Request 91 & 29 [ List is Here ]

—hide and seek & lifting her out of excitement

Notes & Warning: elf Satoru, betrayal, run away bride, forced arrange marriage (unsuccessful), spiriting away if you squint, ; Word Count: 2.2k

"I was thinking of Vampire or Elf Satoru, and here it is, Elf Satoru wins. I hope you enjoy this and thank you for joining!" —Grey

Woods

"Satoru? Come out, this is not amusing." Your toes curled as you duck to avoid the thick bark of the trees and find your way through the forest.

"Satoru, come out." A strong gust of wind swept through you, blowing the loose ribbon of your hair, freeing your soft tresses with the breeze as they flutter down your back.

Your heart grew anxious as you shiver from the cold. You know he always has his eyes on you, perhaps even if you fall into the darkest pit he will find you but the worry is creeping into your heart as you try to search even for his shadow. Walking and evading the woods you find yourself at a crossroads.

"Satoru?" Perhaps he has already gone back. A matter that needs his immediate attention to leave you without a goodbye. It's not the first time he disappears into thin air.

Disappointed, a tired sigh slip past your parched throat from all the blind chase.

"What's with the sigh, Precious?" An airy laugh resounded behind you. Pale, slender fingers fiddled the locks of your hair and brought it to his smiling lips for a gentle kiss

"I thought you left." Your lips pursed as you turn around.

A man dressed in sheer purple flowing robes with a belt made of silk, sparkling like a starlight river secured around his waist stood before you. His height towers over as a shade from the straining sunlight through the foliage. Hooded orbs that glisten like sapphire and turquoise search for your eyes, looking at you as the center of his world as he fondly fiddles with your hair... His long white locks cascade like a waterfall parting on his pointed elvish ears down to his broad shoulders.

"Didn't you say you are going to seek for me?" He said, a tad apprehensive from your pout. "Did I upset you my Precious Flower?"

It's the way he said those words in cajoling that your heart simply cannot bear to find fault in him, not that he has.

That's right, you were playing a game that the village children play. Your eyes wandered to the otherworldly beauty before you. For a second he may seem to hold so much of the world that you could ever know but his eyes are filled with unspeakable depth.

Subconsciously your hand found its way to the beautiful elf's cheek, caressing the smooth white jade-like face. He has always worn a look of ethereal forlorn deep in his sapphire irises that moves your heart whenever your orbs held his.

"My bad Satoru. You were gone for a long and I was worried."

As soon as you say those words you realize how foolish they sound. The man before you holds the forest and earth beneath his feet and the under his disposal.

"You're the only one who frets over a trivial matter. No one can hurt me." Satoru conjured a coral peony and carefully pinned it behind your left ear, tilting your chin with a satisfied smile on his lips. 

"Y/n?!"

Your friend's voice echoed through the trees. A sign that your rendezvous is about to end.

"I will lead you until the borders of the woods." Satoru offered his hand to you. The slender thoughtful hands lead you as the trees bend and give way to you and their lord.

"I'll come and visit." You promised. The mouth of the woods coming into your view.

Satoru simply smiled tucking your hair at the back of your ear and brushing the beautiful petals of the flower he gave you. A brush of sparkle kissed you, turning the flower ever vivid to behold.

"Y/n?!" Your cousin's voice got nearer and nearer signaling its time to say goodbye for now.

"I'll go now..." You murmured, squeezing your elf's hands and slowly letting go.

But before your hand could fully free from his grasp Satoru held on to your little finger and brought it to his lips, rewarding your pretty trim nails with a gentle kiss of parting.

"I will wait. Be careful." His lips smiled but it never reached his eyes.

"Y/n there you are!" Your cousin gasped.

"Hey," you glance back to where Satoru was standing but there was no more.

"Stop scaring me every time you enter the woods." She reprimanded you. Pulling you away from the gloomy trees while she shivered. "This place is so creepy."

The villagers told all the little kids to keep out of the forest for fear of the unknown elements lurking in the dark depths of the woods. A young and beautiful maiden like yourself is one of the many that entered the woods and never came out. But you were never one to listen, not when you could touch what's beyond these woodlands.

"Why are you putting the flower in your left ear? It's in the right, silly Y/n."

She chuckled and reach out to touch the flower but you held her hand away from your face.

"We should go, it's gonna rain soon." Coldly, you went ahead towards your house.

Your village is nowhere to be called an impoverished one. It is a thriving community almost considered a city by the forest all thanks to the bounties of the earth and minerals. All the traders and merchants pass by to sell their goods. Having astonishing beauty gave you privileges. The praise and favor of everyone in the village and the foreigners. The bolts of silk and ornaments coming from all corners of lands you've only read in books as tariffs to the village accepted by the village chief—your grandmother all go to you. Her beloved precious lass.

But all things come at a cost.

"You must go. He is the only suitable man for you." Your mother refused to bend down.

"He already has a son. You're asking me to be the bride of some stranger whose son is the same age as me? I don't even care if he has 10 wives and grandchildren. But marrying me to a man I never met?" You cried in frustration from the absurdity of what they are asking of you.

A man. Old enough to be your father. Nonetheless, a wealthy and influential man heard about you and sent a proposal for marriage.

"That fate is better than being taken into the woods and never coming out for the rest of your life. Never seeing you until we die." Your mother hissed. She pushed you aside and barge into your room, calling your helpers to pack your bags and prepare for departing to the village hundreds of miles away.

This is stupid. No one is going anywhere. All these people kept fearing the woods when it is the woods that has sustained and brought the village prosperity from all its bowels and roots. You march out of the house in anger. Since no one is interested to listen to you. Fine!

You could be treated no less than a carrier of offspring. A decorative trophy that keeps her mouth shut and stands behind her husband. For all, they care you could be the 10th wife.

"Satoru!" You shake off the branch of the tree from your face. "Where are you?" A broken-hearted cry rang out in the cold mist. The trees look ghastly, shadows of foliage like monsters concealing their forms clouded over you.

"Sator—agh!"

You slipped sliding down to a puddle. A burning sting spread through your ankle, your chest pounded hard feeling the damp ground dirty your dress. The sun has fully sunk and the crows are singing their haunting call like a requiem of dread in the dark woods.

"Y/n!" You heard the villagers calling out for you and the crackling of their torches.

They will drag you home and you'd probably be locked up in the carriage making sure you'll never run home. Abhornment filled your heart at how your mother tells it as if marrying you off is a better life sentence than living in the woods.

The voices grew louder prompting you to gather yourself and get away from here. Wading through the thickets of shrubs and trees you push deeper into the forest, unminding of what direction you take as long as you can get away.

It's alright, Satoru will lead you out. He always had, and always will.

"She's here!" Someone screamed, you look back in horror at the man holding a blazing torch. An unfamiliar face that you could swear came with the carriages of dowry to buy you.

You can but the long skirt got caught in the trunk of a dead tree ripping apart the fabric you took off in a panic. Your heart is beating in your throat, ears ringing in static as you run without a break fully blinded to where you're running to.

Until a harsh force yank you back and all you saw was darkness.

"Mother, why does Father always tuck the flower in your left ear while mine is in your right ear?" Your child self admired the flower tucked in your mother's left ear. Your father simply laughed and bid goodbye as he left to work.

"It means I'm already with the person I choose to spend the rest of my life with. While you my dear are still waiting and finding for yours."

Your eyes fluttered open and a canopy made of intricately carved wood with sheer glistening silk-like starlight hang loosely to provide ample privacy. 

Your first inquiry is, where are you?

You remember the chase in the woods and after you've been grabbed back you lost consciousness. Did they catch you? Is this your gilded cage? Bought and crafted to fit your stature as a mistress.

The door creaked open but you made no move to see who it is. The footsteps were light, making no sound except for the sound of wood creaking open and the gentle whistle of the breeze.

"Milady, the Lord is waiting for you." The voice was of a woman, it sounded airy and strange. But you didn't dare to make a sound, turning to your side and closing your eyes in denial.

Layers of sheer purple silk dress with beaded diamonds hang on a stand. The dress is thin and danced with the wind but when you put it on it perfectly fitted you, with the outer purple robe you look simple yet regal in the flowing dress. You let your hair down and steeled your face allowing no room for any emotion to show.

"I shall take my leave, please ring the bell if you need this servant's assistance." The woman left you alone and you released a breath you'd been holding inside. Everyone has abandoned you. Before you could stop it, fat beads of tears started rolling down your cheeks from the bitter betrayal.

For a long time, you silently cried, not allowing a whimper or sob to be heard by the walls. When you've drained yourself, knowing you won't have any more tears to offer even if they taunt or degrade you, you stood up and wash your face with a bowl of water prepared by the side table.

Outside a line of maids bowed down to you and lead you to a majestic castle. The structure is too foreign for you. This place is crafted from the roots of a giant tree and everything around is green with a dash of glitters floating in the air.

"What are tho—" Before you could ask you have arrived at the place and a loud voice announced your arrival.

Your heart forgot the spectacle and hardened as the door slowly opened. A tiled path stretch afar and your eyes followed it upon a man sitting on a Malachite Throne. His soulful eyes bore in your soul faltering your heart bringing the valve of your tears to loosen.

Waiting sapphire irises surveyed you as he stood up and descend his throne. Every step he took and every breath you take you could feel your knees buckle with the sole question in your mind.

Why?

In less than a minute everyone vacated the room leaving you and the man with privacy.

"Come," his hand beckoned you to him. "My Precious Flower."

Your heart pounded in confusion and relief at the same time. Your feet almost stumbled as you threw yourself in his waiting arms. But he easily caught you and lift you up from the ground settling you in his bicep as his other hand held your waist, your forehead against each other.

Traitorous tears roll down as Satoru shush you. But this time it's not from agony but from the happiness of being in his arms. Satoru's brows furrowed in your tears as he wipe them away with his thumb, cooing to you until your frustration subsides.

"Why?" You breathe and open your eyes to stare into this beautiful elf's iridescent eyes. Gone was the forlorn sadness in his eyes, it was replaced with tranquil and determination as he answers you.

"You're finally mine, My Empress."

—GreyCaelum

PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME

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Biden Admin Releases Ambitious Strategy To Fight Antisemitism

The Biden Administration has released its long-awaited document outlining an ambitious national strategy to combat antisemitism. "This strategy," the document concludes, "represents the most comprehensive and ambitious effort to counter antisemitism in American history."

Mostly, I want to give immense praise to the Biden administration for putting this document together -- not just talking the talk, but walking the walk. It is no revelation to say that many Jews sometimes feel like the fight against antisemitism is an afterthought -- a fact that document acknowledges expressly ("One  report found that 91% of Americans believe antisemitism is a problem for everyone, and yet, in  many instances, Jews feel as though antisemitism is ignored, discounted, or not taken as  seriously as other forms of hate and bigotry."). With this strategy plan, the Biden administration is taking Jewish concerns seriously in a way that no other administration has. It has my thanks for that.

Given the discourse of the past few days, one might expect that I'd want to focus on the inclusion of the "Nexus" antisemitism definition in the document text. Several commentators, insisting on a fundamentalist version of sola IHRA scriptura, tried to curtail this inclusion by insisting that any discussion on antisemitism that goes beyond IHRA will necessarily be diluted or "confusing".

The snarky part of me wants to extend my sincere condolences to these critics, given that final document is 60 pages long, virtually all of which comprising of words other than "IHRA". Turns out, there were more things to say. More to the point, here is the sum total of the document's treatment of this roiling controversy:

There are several definitions of antisemitism, which serve as valuable tools to raise awareness and increase understanding of antisemitism. The most prominent is the non-legally binding “working definition” of antisemitism adopted in 2016 by the 31-member states of the International Holocaust Remembrance Alliance (IHRA), which the United States has embraced. In addition, the Administration welcomes and appreciates the Nexus Document and notes other such efforts.

That's what we've been obsessing over? Seriously? An unadorned mention, following the document's "embrace" of the IHRA definition, that it also "welcomes and appreciates" Nexus?

I will say that, in the veiled language of diplomacy, this is quite the swipe against JDA. The document "embraces" IHRA. It "welcomes and appreciates" Nexus. And as for other, unnamed definitions? Yes, we note their existence. It's kind of like how I described the 2020 Democratic primary: "There are many great candidates running for the Democratic nomination, and also Tulsi Gabbard."

But that's me being petty again. I'll just one of other thing here. In the paragraph before the one I just quoted, the document describes antisemitism as follows:

Antisemitism is a stereotypical and negative perception of Jews, which may be expressed as hatred of Jews. It is prejudice, bias, hostility, discrimination, or violence against Jews for being Jews or Jewish institutions or property for being Jewish or perceived as Jewish. Antisemitism can manifest as a form of racial, religious, national origin, and/or ethnic discrimination, bias, or hatred; or, a combination thereof. However, antisemitism is not simply a form of prejudice or hate. It is also a pernicious conspiracy theory that often features myths about Jewish power and control.

The first sentence of this is clearly adopted from IHRA, albeit modified -- IHRA says that "Antisemitism is a certain perception of Jews, which may be expressed as hatred toward Jews." The Biden administration's formulation is clearly better (what is a "certain perception"), which already demonstrates that blind adherence to IHRA's text is neither necessary nor desirable.

But the following sentences go beyond anything in IHRA. Discussing antisemitism as not just a perception, but also discrimination and other actions, is closer to the language one finds in the Nexus definition: "Antisemitism consists of anti-Jewish beliefs, attitudes, actions or systemic conditions."

When you look at the above paragraph, and the portions that go beyond that first sentence, are you "confused"? Does it feel "diluted" or "counterfeit"? No. The inclusion of those iterations of antisemitism make the document stronger, not weaker.

IHRA is an important and valuable component of the national antisemitism strategy. But it couldn't shoulder the burden alone. Fortunately, it didn't need to. IHRA and Nexus are strogner together. And while I sincerely hope that this "debate" fades into the far, far periphery of future discussion over this document, for now the Biden administration deserves tremendous praise for understanding that the fight against antisemitism is too important to leave tools on the table. 

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Slime: Forever, are you breaking TOS and smoking crack on stream right now, man?

Forever: Not right now

Slime: Are you– You're on fumes, bro

source: i believe it's this vod (day 91)

Finding the source from this clip was a struggle and a half dude.

If it wasn't for a tweet a made about getting 7 ads as gegg was placing down a sign i would've never found it.

Then, based on that i searched "Portuguese translations" on the qsmp global acc to find the exact day. Turns out it was on day 91, June 20 2023.

But then came another problem: Forever's vods from before day 122 don't have the day in the title, so i had to count backwards until i found one close that date.

It wasn't the one i checked, so i thought "He still has the same skin as the guapoduo wedding. It has to be a couple of days after that"

I scrolled a bit more down and found a vid called "celbo and roier getting married", then i clicked on the vod next to it... But it wasn't that one *cries*

On the comments of that vid there was a comment saying his vods are uploaded a day after being streamed, and the vod i was currently watching was from june 17, so i was like EUREKA!! I clicked on the next upload, and there it was! Posted on june 21, 9 hours long: The vod from where this clip came from in all its splendor.

What a struggle man

#for context: 4ever asked him if he was gegg lmao #qsmp slimecicle #qsmp forever #💤 caspian clips

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BSD Untold Origins: Anime VS Novel (2)

As I promised, here's the second part, covering the teahouse scene! There's more cut-out moments than changes soooo I tried to highlight the more important and some funny parts..

Season 4 and light novel spoilers!

(Part 1) - (Part 3)

[...] Only after making sure the assassin was unconscious could Fukuzawa finally let out a deep breath. "So that's the hit man?" Fukuzawa turned around toward the voice coming from the other room. "Call an ambulance. And the police," he ordered. "Wouldn't the police be enough? I mean, the secretary's already dead. More importantly, I'm out of a job now, so could you help me out?" Fukuzawa's head was spinning. What was wrong with this kid? What just happened? [...] "Hey don't just leaving me here. What happened to taking me out to eat?" [...] "You-" The young man with cropped hair beamed, radiating innocence and mirth. "The name's Ranpo Edogawa. Don't you forget it!" -Page 84-85

Fukuzawa felt as if he were watching a nightmare play out before his eyes. [...] There were a few other customers present, and they kept glancing in Fukuzawa and Ranpo's direction. Fukuzawa had to fight against the impulse to go around the shop explaining that this kid just followed him here for some reason. [...] -Page 85

Not sweet? It's red bean porridge. The stuff is more mochi than red bean. [...] It was hard to watch, but it wasn't as if Ranpo were committing any crimes. He didn't want things to get worse by saying anything, either. Just imagining Ranpo peeling off the bread of the sweet bun and eating only the red bean paste inside made him shudder. [...] -Page 86

About a page long part is explaining what happened after the secretary's dead. Ranpo tried to walk away but Fukuzawa stopped him, and the two explained the events to the police. The evidences were found in the secretary's overcoat, then another paragrapth of Fukuzawa thinking about Ranpo's deduction skills.

[...] "At the workplace, on the side of the street... I used to always stick my nose into stuff that bothered me, but people would just treat me like nuisance or think I'm weird. After a while, I got tired of it. Sigh. Good grief. The adult world makes my skin crawl." Ranpo shook his head and frowned in disgust. "Do you dislike the adult world?" "I hate it. It makes absolutely no sense." [...] Fukuzawa felt the urge to point out that there were also many wonderful things in the world, but he yet again kept it to himself. He didn't feel as if he had the right to tell such fairy tales. "Fukuzawa, you dare betray us?" "Was our outh to the welfare of the nation nothing more than a lie,Fukuzawa? Did your words have no meaning?" Fukuzawa gave up the sword that day, but he could feel its weight against his hip. [...] -Page 89

A detail I'm actually a little uhh disappointed?? about is not talking of his parents more in anime.

"This city really is a mystery to me." The city - why did he leave his hometown? "What about your parents back home?" "They're dead." A faint hue of sorrow flashed across Ranpo's face.

"Died in an accident. I don't have any siblings or relatives, either, so I came to Yokohama. My dad told me to go to the Yokohama Police Academy's principal for help if anything ever happened to him." [...] "What was your father's name?" When Ranpo told Fukuzawa, he was slightly taken aback. It was a name even Fukuzawa knew. [...] The man was a legendary detective. The "Headless Officer" case, the "Moonlight Phantom," the "Cow Head Incident" - [...]. His powers of deduction and observation were so extraordinary that people called him the Clairvoyant. [...] There were rumors that he retired and moved to the country-side, but...he passed away? "He probably wasn't amazing enough to be known to the public or anything, though. He could never beat my mom when it came to solving mysteries or reasoning, [...]." [...] Apparently, she wasn't a police officer, detective, or even a criminal psychologist, but just an ordinary housewife. [...] -Page 90-91

There it was again. Fukuzawa felt as if something was off. "I have absolutely no idea what adults are thinking," the kid said - and something about how that came across seemed vaguely wrong. A naive only child raised by genius parents... This kid was different from the others. There was something about how his brain worked that was... extraordinarily different. [...] Did this kid not realize he was special? [...] Ranpo knew the secretary was the criminal [...], but the reason he didn't speak up was because in his head, he thought the adults in the room all knew that as well. That must be why he kept rambling on about himself rather than the murder. Or perhaps it was because he had simply lived a sheltered life in a bubble with his parents and no one else. [...] -Page 91-92

"That's it?" he repeated. "Isn't there, like... you know? Something a little more tangible? Don't you get, like... a lump in your throat when you see a wayward fourteen-year-old boy who lost his parents, is jobless, and has nowhere to go?" [...] "I sure do," admitted Fukuzawa. "I still can't believe you ate nine bowls of nothing but soupy red beans." "Oh, this was nothing," Ranpo said boastfully, then almost immediately shook his head. "Wait! That's not what I'm talking about! I'm talking about mutual aid - the spirit of helping one another! You can't take connections like this for granted... Wait. Taken for 'granite'? 'Granted'? Uh..." "Granted," Fukuzawa replied. [...] -Page 93-94

I'm too soft. Even though I try so hard to avoid getting involved with others, I can't stop myself from doing things like this. I want to be alone, but I can't even kick a troubled boy to the curb. It's true that I do owe him, but... Ranpo quietly accepted the business card. [...] -Page 94

"Great! Now that that's settled, let's get a move on! First, I'll just get my stu- Wait. First, I'll wash my hands and - Wait, Wait, Wait. Before that, [...]" Ranpo was full of smiles. A thought crossed Fukuzawa's mind: Maybe I ought to just toss him into the ocean.

My absolute favourite part hahah!! The walk to the theatre wasn't without Ranpo being annoying when he's complaining. 'City sucks but countryside worse', 'I want candy', 'I hate walking', 'Are we there yet?', 'I want candy', 'I wanna feed the birds'-

Three times, Fukuzawa told Ranpo to quiet down as he whined for candy. Twice, Ranpo wore down Fukuzawa's patience until he caved. Three times, Fukuzawa convinced Ranpo to keep walking when he complained his legs were tired. Four times, Fukuzawa carried Ranpo on his back. [...] -Page 96

Nevertheless, while he was responding with nods and brief interjections, he had mentally already tossed Ranpo to the curb. He tied up Ranpo, left him on the street corner, and went home... in his head. He removed a manhole cover, tricked Ranpo to fall into it, and splash! After hearing Ranpo fall to his demise, he closed the manhole cover and left... in his head. Fukuzawa quietly came up with fifty ways to get rid of Ranpo and go home, [...]. -Page 97

#so...long....paragraphs.......*flops to floor* #bungou stray dogs #bsd #bsd season 4 #bsd s4 #bsd anime #bsd light novel #bsd untold story #bsd untold origins #bsd spoilers #bungo stray dogs

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Some Doctor Who RPG Homebrew

TLDR: TARDIS Stuff, and Humanoid TARDISes

So one of the things I really liked about Doctor Who RPG 1st edition was being able to create a TARDIS with the rules in the Time Traveller's companion.

The level of customisability and the like was a bit lost in 2e, as TARDISes were made with the same system as your run-of-the-mill time machine, so I decided to write up an alternative homebrew system that's based on the 1e rules that basically models TARDISes as NPCS. I also chucked in rules for playing humanoid TARDISes, which is actually shockingly achievable in 2e if you're willing to forgoe a lot of the more powerful aspects of being a ship.

Full creation rules below the cut

Step 1 - Choose a Template 

TARDISes are constantly being improved upon and designed, currently almost 130 “types” of TARDIS exist. Talk with your GM about the kind of TARDIS that’s allowed, and pick from the following list of templates

Ancient TARDIS (Types 1-30)

An old, wise ship, with millennia of experience. It may be a little run down, out of date, and hell it’s a surprise it can even fly - but it’s yours.

Attribute Points: 16

Skill Points: 20

Distinctions: Ancient TARDIS (+Telepathy, +Vortex, -Barely Functioning), Chameleon Circuit (+Shapeshift, -Fragile System, prone to breaking). 

Story Points: 10

Decommissioned TARDIS (Types 31-60)

A ship found decaying in an old repair bay, quadrigger station, or only used as an academy training ship. A decommissioned TARDIS can be bothersome and a bit old.

Attribute Points: 18 

Skill Points: 18

Distinctions: Decommissioned TARDIS (+Telepathy, +Invulnerable, +Vortex, -a flaw of your choosing), Chameleon Circuit. 

Story Points: 15

Modern TARDIS (Types 61-90)

Top of the line, but not as experienced as other ships, a modern TARDIS is strictly monitored and hard to come by. Modern TARDISes tend to be quite argumentative, and stubborn - they are quite young after all. 

Attribute Points: 20

Skill Points: 16

Distinctions: Modern TARDIS (+Telepathy, +Invulnerable, +Vortex, -Flaw of Your Choice), Chameleon Circuit. 

Story Points: 20

Battle TARDIS (Types 91-101)

Born for war, the battle TARDIS is a heavily armed time ship designed to be deployed en masse. Some are even equipped with the ability to remove entire planets from the timeline

Attribute Points: 22

Skill Points: 14

Distinctions: Battle TARDIS (+Telepathy, +Invulnerable, +Vortex, -flaw of choice), Chameleon Circuit, Armed (+Carries shipscale 4/L/L weapons, -personality is impulsive and battle-ready)

Story Points: 25

Humanoid TARDIS (Types 102-106+)

TARDISes with the ability to take on a humanoid shape, walking, and talking with their operator. These ships are very rare and still experimental. Humanoid TARDISes are made as player characters (although they may be an NPC), with the Humanoid TARDIS distinction. This distinction gives them the ability to travel through the Vortex, and Shapeshift. However, it comes with the drawback that they are incredibly sensitive to temporal distortion, and can often become seriously ill in their presence.

Step 2 - Concept and Focus

Now you have your TARDIS template, decide its concept (e.g. Ancient Timeship, Stolen Training Craft, Traumatised War Machine), and its focus (e.g exploration, battle, survival, knowledge).

Step 3 - Distribute Attribute and Skill Points

TARDISes are varied and unique individuals, so distribute the attribute and skill points that you see fit. TARDISes, particularly older models, may have very high knowledge skills, whereas younger models may have a more physical distribution. The TARDIS skills are used when the TARDISes sentience decides to pilot itself, or in symbiotic operation as described in the Time Traveller’s Companion.

Step 4 - Experiences

Like player characters, TARDISes learn and grow from their past. Decide one experience that your TARDIS has before the start of the game. 

Step 5 - Distinctions

A TARDIS template comes with a number of prepackaged distinctions (with its story points already including their cost), however each ship can be further customised. Perhaps they have a cloaking device, or a weapon that can remove things from the timeline, etc. 

Each Distinction costs another 2 story points, as a PC. PCs may further customise the individual distinctions working with the GM, I’m not the boss of you.

You may wish for a system to be significantly ‘broken’ and for the distinction to be lost, like the Chameleon circuit. This increases the number of story points a TARDIS has by 2, and fixing the system would involve purchasing the distinction with XP, and then reducing the number of story points again. Damage to an individual system within the main TARDIS distinction might instead be represented by an appropriate flaw. 

Step 6 - Finishing Touches

Decide what your TARDIS’s interior dimension looks like, if there are any particular rooms of note (each player may want to decide on 1 or more room to add), and you’re done. 

#dwrpg #doctor who #ttrpg #homebrew #house rules

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ꨄ︎Bubblegum Bitchꨄ︎ ____________

Fandom: MHA (My Hero Academia) Characters: Mina Ashido x Fem!reader Genre: Fluff and smut A/n: Happy pride month!!! its my first btw...if you didn't know im Pan <3, also here is a cute gay fic :D

____________________ Having Mina as your friend was amazing, she is amazing. She is so bubbly and such a friendly person. You often found yourself staring at her, during lunch or

stealing glances at during classes.

She was your pink mutant best-friend. Key word…was…

You loved and hated your study sessions with her, reason being most of the time you wouldnt even study…

The pink haired girl wouldnt even open a damn book, much less read its contents.

She would usually just sit down and talk about cute guys she sees on the road, literally airport crushes. The chances of you ever getting to see them were very low, and you didn't want to do the math.

At some point it got annoying…not like you would ever tell her… you know what it feels like to get shut out by the people who you think care about you and are interested in what you have to say, especially if its something your passionate about.

But the thing that worried you the most was the fact that your mind wandered, like really far…

you would see her bubble with excitement and her pretty pink lips move with every word, you swore time both slowed down and speed up when you were with her…

She noticed…

Mina noticed your reaction to her 'antics' and how you treated her… she knew but never really said something.

That was until one night…it honestly was a blur for you (listen im too lazy to give you background details, use your imagination for this one T-T)

You could only focus on the pretty bubblegum pink girl on top of you, and how close her leg was to your private areas.

Admit you like it, is what your sinful nature told you, but she was your friend and you have to admit, her being your somewhat crush was ok, but that didn't give you the right to overly sexualize her.

You made sure not to lay a finger on her, scared that you would scare her away…

She opened her mouth and you could see she was speaking, but you were too lost in the moment to focus.

she moved her head between you neck, "can i?" she asked, her hand dangerously close to her destinated area.

You wanted to speak but you were afraid you would let out a pathetic little whimper or moan instead, so you just settled for a nod and a little 'mhm' giving her a green light to let her have her way with you.

Things got heated and you soon found yourself on top of her, her chest and pretty pink nipples exposed for all and by all i mean you to see.

you wanted to touch her but felt so embarrassed by your wants and needs that you just buried your face in her neck.

she let out a small chuckle and a few harsh breaths, patting your head, reassuring you… and the rest was a blur.

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LMAO I HAVENT POSTED IN LIKE FOREVER Had art test today :D art is my fav subject and i think the highest i got in art so far was 91% aiming for higher though >:D Did my painting today the theme was 'night lift' i painted a fancy wine glass and explain the painting and at the back, i used mixed medium lmao...and when i finished one guy from my class and his exact words were "Author/name why you does do everything so good dawg" anyways my classmates loved it and i put tons of effort i really hope i get higher this term :D <333

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Story time: This  particular car has come full circle..1988 NA FC RX7 with an unknown history & a spirit that won’t be snuffed out. I met my buddy on our first touge drive with his other friend, both randoms I met at a gas station the night before. First corner on the local run and the man in back understeers straight off into a tree killing the 91′ miata.. Due to life circumstances he had to sell the car which was in bad shape and, he sold it to his friend (other driver). Me and the friend became close, I helped him rebuild the wrecked miata into a drift missile. New gas tank, subframes, welded diff, suspension, a arms ect. Due to my life circumstances then, I had to move and never got to see the car drive. We stayed friends, and I got to see videos of it driving and drifting. An awesome feeling to see the car I helped put together getting use and enjoyment! Time goes by and the friend ends up trading that missile miata for this 1988 RX7. 187,000 chassis miles. Original NA car, with a turbo ii drivetrain swap running on one rotor, and paint/interior trashed. Car was an wreck..A great financial choice for a college student. So naturally he goes full budget or f-ck it build. Rebuilds the motor, “wires” it together, and has a turbo 13b car. Car is broken and rebuilt throughout the learning process of driving. Car goes to North Carolina, does drift events, touge, street duty. Years down the line buddy moves to where I am. I have the opportunity to drive the car, drift it, work on it, tune, help out with whatever. Felt like a team car. Took it to events, meets, touge. Naturally, life situations, I move again and don’t see the car for 2 years. It gets beat, broken, but not rebuilt. Time goes on, she sits. But cannot be laid to rest. Life situations, blessings, I get the opportunity the own the car. I drive 1200 miles to pick up the rx7. It looked like a barn find when I put it on the trailer, covered in dust. I get it home and assess the issues, fix a few so I can move it about. Rip it around a few times but on one drive it developed a major electrical issue. Car sits for a year due to life situations. I got to work on it for the first time in a while and plan to regularly whenever possible!  I want my friend’s dream and spirit to live on in this car because he was so inspired to piece this thing together. And the way it all came together and the friends who have helped keep it going along the way. And I know he will drive it again and probably even own it one day.. The motor rebuild was pieced with used parts from local rx7 guys. With FD rx7 irons, FD rotors, s5 turbo, s4 rx7 other bits. Along the knowledge passed down by other rotary enthusiasts. A true frankenstein build. This car just has to live and be driven. This car has to scream again! This is how its sitting currently... car was repainted and looked great a few years ago, but now.. its trash Also I dug into the whole wiring mess, isolated every wire (harness was heavily modified)  and properly insulated it all, routed nicely ect. Fixed a ton of connections and bad crimps, bad grounds, redid a lot of the harness. Found wires rubbing through on metal causing shorts, AFR 12v source intermittent connection, battery cable from trunk to starter was about to rub through and cause a fire!  Haven’t taken pics as its been a few weeks since ive been into the shop.. but all that effort I did fixed the major wiring issue and I knew the instant it started up, smooth idle. Took it for a few drives and just fell in love again. The feel, sound, experience of this 80′s chassis with a 250 HP turbo rotary is just something unique and really special. This car is a few steps closer to being track worthy! -I want to delete the swirl pot setup that I don’t trust is routed correctly. And the extra port is capped with a zip tie. Which already blew off once. Rather delete this setup and eliminate extra leak points. -Car has mismatched coilovers with too stiff of springs rates -Car has nice cusco LSD rear end but need adjustable camber and toe bits + alignment -Need extra 5 lug wheels for drift spares -Few minor leaks need to be addressed -I do have bumpers for it, but cosmetics are not priority -Need to rebuild front wheel bearings -Car has Inline hydro e-brake which I am not a fan of. Going to remove it and do a dual caliper setup to retain brake feel -Exhaust leak under the car fills cabin with premix smell

-Passenger bucket seat/harness

*down the line* -BNR rebuild turbo w/ billet compressor wheel and porting

-New intercooler setup, greddy throttle body inlet, exhaust (it was made quiet for cali..no emissions where the car is now) and retune on new ECU. It’s on an old old 2000s version of adaptronics.

The motor runs great on the current setup.  So I want to keep it simple for now, and just spend more time in the cockpit after I go through and make it a bit more reliable. Dreams, time, money 💖

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