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reverentmisfortune‌:

     Mitsunari didn’t say anything at first. His eyes didn’t move from the fixed point he’d been staring at for the past few minutes, and he seemed to be lost in thought. He understood that this individual was trying to help him. He couldn’t show his gratitude as easily as others could, especially not now that he had such a heavy feeling of despair in his heart that dampened those emotions.

          “…What is your name?”

     He spoke suddenly, his concentration broken by a thought that had pierced through the shroud in his mind.

          “If you have told me before, refresh my memory…”

     It was rare that Mitsunari remembered someone’s name at first if they weren’t immediately important. Even in some of those cases, he forgot. Unless they were around him often or important to his lord, he didn’t take the time to commit them to memory. 

     He knew it was a great flaw, one that he hadn’t been able to rectify even before Lord Hideyoshi’s death. Once, he had asked Lord Hanbei about how to remember names easier despite feeling like he had been bothering him with such a mundane question. He had given him advice, and he had applied it to situations in which he had met new people. Now, it just seemed like there was no point in trying to fix it.

     Still, he used those techniques. After all, he had asked again what this man’s name was, hadn’t he?

   As Mitsunari stared, Jon could feel a cold sweat dripping down his neck. Was he angry? Was he upset? Jon really couldn't tell and that was the worst thing when someone trained under the Oracle herself could not even see through a man's disguise. however, when Mitsunari finally spoke he felt himself spark back into reality rather than being in a mess of tangling thoughts.

       "M-Me?"

   He had heard that the Ishida wasn't that good with memory-- or at least-- remembering people's names or faces. A lot happens when loved ones are ripped from your very arms... he could... understand that in a case. A soft sigh left the boy's lips before bowing his head.

       "I apologize, Lord Mitsunari, I will remind you... I am... Jon Burke... I come from the Iyokouno forces where I was trained by the Oracle, herself, however, I have not been home in quite some time. I left... when my sister suddenly vanished and have been traveling since... helping others while also attempting to find my sister..."

   He replied in a soft tone, keeping his head bowed in respect to Mitsunari as he was still a general.

#x Story of Old || Text #reverentmisfortune #x The Dark King || Ishida Mitsunari #x Land of the Rising Sun || Sengoku Basara Verse

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hbicbebe‌:

When she finished smoothing the contour lines on his cheek and took a step back again and for a moment she felt like she could cry, she was just such a genius. She picked her contour brush back up and started on his jaw. She swore that one day she would get someone from Craigs group of friends to sit int his chair. She could probably get Tweek to do it since he was so scared of her but it would be hard to apply anything with him twitching around. 

It was a rare occasion when she hung out with the boys. Craig and his friends were fine but boys talked about the dumbest stuff like sports or video games or ‘what if we sent spike to the moon’. 

In terms of gossip this was pretty bland. Like it wasn’t anything new but just stuff shes heard for years. Which kind of sucked because that means she hasn’t done anything recently that made her classmates jealous. “Oh that’s it? Hm that’s boring. I was hoping for something new or interesting. Like come on I’ve heard that for years now can’t they be a little more creative?” 

She put her brush down and picked up her sponge to buff out the little bit of contour she put down. “Ok and I think we’re done, unless you want anything else. But take a look in the mirror!” 

        "Haha... I don't think... most boys in this town are pretty creative---"

   Jon started before looking over toward the mirror, resting a hand on his cheeks before blushing lightly. Wow... he looked... so much better than he did before. Was he really not that good at the makeup he had done before? Either way, he learned a lot today from what Bebe was telling him, and he had been paying very close attention to her strokes and what kind of materials she had been using.

   Perhaps it was time to another trip to the store..? Either way, Jon smiled through the blush and looked back at her.

       "I love it... it looks... fantastic! I... I have to thank you... I... this was more than just a tutorial today actually... I... I'm going on a date tonight and I wanted to look my best... and I thought... who other than you to ask, and I was right... you did... you did amazing!"

   Jon smiled brightly looking back at the mirror as he marveled at Bebe's work. He couldn't get over how nice he looked-- Jon just hoped that his date would have felt the same way.

#x Story of Old || Text #hbicbebe #x Pretty Popular || Bebe Stevens #x New Kid In Town || Normal Verse (Default)

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technonewkid‌:

The Beast Tamer simply covered her ears when the roar rang out. The echoing hurting her sensitive hearing, more so than it did for the others in the room. She whines slightly, keeping her head down for a moment. Her head pounding from such a loud noise. Why did he have to roar to make people be quiet? That really hurt. Vivian scratches behind one ear, trying to stop the ringing as the dragon made his way closer.

She looks up when she hears the North being mentioned, a little surprised to see the dragon so close to her. The Beast Tamer situates herself on the floor, head shaking slightly to ‘fix’ her hair. A few twigs and dried up leaves falling from the dark brown mass. “The only clothes ‘m wearin’ are pants. Yer probably jus smellin’ that on my skin. That important?” She cocks her head to the side, curiosity clear on her face.

   The dragonkin huffed heavily, dark purple eyes illuminating in the darkness around them. He could see the figure almost as clear as day while other beings had a hard time seeing through the harshest of darkness the Dark Kingdom provided. Jon found comfort knowing that, but if this was a beast, he was cautious none the less.

       "It is not often... one from the North would be spotted so far South... what brings you to these lands... and how are you not finding yourself weak from the Lands of Darkness...?"

   That was an effect these lands had on people that weren't used to its dark intent-- sucking the very life source out of anything that existed here. It was why the Earth around her was so dead, so dry, and no life could exist in such a desolate place. It was nice... nothing but the sound of complete silence.

#x Story of Old || Text #technonewkid #x Loud and Proud || Vivian Pavlov #x The Fallen Dragon || DnD Verse

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reverentmisfortune‌:

          “What point is there to tending wounds                when the most harmful of them all can never be healed…?”

     Even so, Mitsunari sat still, though he leaned even in a chair with a back. He’d been reckless, but it had been ages since he had last cared about his own well-being. His eyes pointed downward, seemingly staring at his feet. His focus was beyond them, bringing to mind the visages of those who had fallen.

     What would they think of him if they saw him like this? Would Hideyoshi find it pathetic? Would he have laughed? It was hard to say. Mitsunari’s only remaining order, in his own mind, was to avenge him and Hanbei by ending Ieyasu’s life. Even when he completed that task, he would still be a disgrace for letting Hideyoshi die.

   As much as Jon would like to tell Mitsunari to stop being over-dramatic, he figured this wasn't the time nor the place. Mitsunari--- or the Dark King as most called him--- was most known for his temper and loyalties toward the recently deceased lord, Toyotomi Hideyoshi. It was-- a sad thing, really-- knowing stories of how close the two had been, but only going off that, one could not really understand the true burdens that Mitsunari carried.

   Jon wrapped bandages carefully around each arm, making sure not to miss a single part of Mitsunari's arm before making sure it was secured. Jon was a very careful person when it came to these things having lived a life as a healer more than a fighter, tending to soldiers among Madam Tsuruhime's army.

       "I... apologize... that... I cannot ease those wounds for you... I... I only want to... assist... with what I can..."

   A soft voice left the boy's lips as he kept his eyes on the assortment of wounds on him.  He felt strange looking at a lord in the eyes--- someone who couldn't even amount up to someone with high praise. Mitsunari didn't see it that way, but of course, that was how Jon chose to see it.

       "I-If... I don't do it well... I can... dismiss myself... and... not bother you again, Lord Mitsunari..."

#x Story of Old || Text #reverentmisfortune #x The Dark King || Ishida Mitsunari #x Land of the Rising Sun || Sengoku Basara Verse #JUST LET HIM PATCH YOU UP #GEEZ MITTENS

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       “L-Lord Mitsunari, it really makes things difficult when you can’t sit still... I won’t be able to patch your wounds properly with you fidgetting...”

#x Story of Old || Text #reverentmisfortune #x The Dark King || Ishida Mitsunari #x Land of the Rising Sun || Sengoku Basara Verse

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hbicbebe‌:

As she finished up the contour she thought about if she had even ever seen him at school. Bebe wasn’t great at paying attention to other people unless it involved some sort of scandal or fight. Really people who weren’t in her inner circle didn’t really exist to her. And the fact that he was happy that she of all people was the first person to hang out with him and talk to him was pretty fucking sad. Of course he was lucky to even be in her house and talking to her but she didn’t really see why she was the first. But she had to admit that being someones first something that wasn’t sexual was pretty great. 

“But why? Like you aren’t ugly or anything or super creepy so I don’t get why other people don’t talk to you.” She of course wouldn’t mention that if it weren’t for this makeover she really wouldn’t be talking to him either. He just wasn’t popular enough for her standards. 

She put the brush down and picked up a makeup sponge and started to buff everything out. He was going to look like a chiseled god when she was done. She wondered what the current gossip about her was. Shes been hanging around Craig and those guys recently so she assumed it could be something about that. But really when it came to her the rumors could be anything. Like the small things she did were turned into those youtube clickbait titles. 

“Great it’s a deal then. Also this is going to sound weird but when you heard about me what was the rumor then? I’m not gonna get mad or anything I’m just curious.” 

   Jon gave a little shrug of his shoulders as he was unsure of the real reason. He would have guessed because he wasn't as confident as people thought he was on Coonstagram and Facebook--- he had millions of friends there--- but honestly, all that never really mattered to him. People like Craig, Tweek, and Clyde--- he really liked them because they gave a damn for the person he actually was not some profile of who they wanted to be.

   He wasn't even popular in his own mind even while the Facebook numbers never lied--- he didn't feel like he had any real friends, well, other than Craig and his crew, that was pretty much the gist of it.

   However, when she finished up, the question really wasn't all that weird to him, at least. He remembered hearing a lot of people talk about even himself and his sister behind their backs and this town was just known for its gossip. Thinking about it, Jon looked up at her with a weary kind of look.

     "Th-That I should avoid you? That you... are kind of like... the prep town slut or something or other... I... I don't see it..."

#x Story of Old || Text #hbicbebe #x Pretty Popular || Bebe Stevens #x New Kid In Town || Normal Verse (Default)

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poofballhat‌:

          stan’s laughter slowly began to subside when he realized how genuinely frightened jon felt. ❝ look, um. i’m sorry i freaked you out, dude. some of the guys at school do this kind of thing every year, & it’s all in good fun. well, except for cartman. you should definitely watch out for him. he made butters pee his pants last year. ❞ riddled with guilt, he bit his bottom lip, trying his best not to burst out laughing.

        "I-I'll do that... but please... d-don't scare me like that again... I... I'm not really good when it comes to the... spooks of Halloween..."

   Quinn was more the type for that-- always playing the part of the witch-like in the books she read. Jon, however, always thought that the dressing up part was fun, but everything else, he kind of steered clear from. Movies, the scares, he really wasn't good with that sort of thing.

       "The... mask is super... realistic though... that's kind of cool..."

#x Story of Old || Text #poofballhat #x His Right Hand || Stan Marsh #x New Kid In Town || Normal Verse (Default)

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       “I think I’m pretty scary this year~. I learn how to use makeup and latex to make up this costume!”

   Jon was in that usual zombie get up-- only it was more Smoker like from that game, Left 4 Dead. 

#x State of My Head || Open #x Betrayal Begins With Trust || Jon Burke #x New Kid In Town || Normal Verse (Default)

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Welcome back Fairies～♪, Story of Magical Forest & Fairies Forest (Firefly) by yume

#x This Isn't A Game || Queue #x Betrayal Begins With Trust || Jon Burke

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June is the best time of the year to see the beautiful natural phenomenon of fireflies in Japan. This is the mating season for fireflies and the congregation of the little bugs is almost magical.

#x This Isn't A Game || Queue #x Betrayal Begins With Trust || Jon Burke

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B E T R A Y L

Headcanon Game - A to Z (NSFW)

      “M-Me…!?”

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) 

      “I-I guess for me it would be… my skin… I’ve been told I have very soft skin and… it’s nice because— I try to take care of myself. As for my partner… um… his belly? Can I choose that?”

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

       “No..? I mean… like… I know about sex and the like— but I don’t think I’d be any good at it.”

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

       “No… but my partner does? I just… I’m too embarrassed to be caught with them to actually keep something in my house.”

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

      “I mean— I don’t really like to take the risks of doing something that might hurt..? If anything… I’d just like to go off what little I know.”

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

       “I… would want to take care of my partner. It would only seem right. Like. Cleaning.. and what not. Honestly, it doesn’t feel good to have cum in your ass for the whole night…”

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

     “No that high considering I like the romantic aspects more than the sexualized aspects.”

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

       “My room?”

#x Story of Old || Text #x Carrier Raven || Askbox #windstcrm #x Betrayal Begins With Trust || Jon Burke #x New Kid In Town || Normal Verse (Default) #x Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time || NSFW #x In My Head || Headcanon

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Fireflies

#x This Isn't A Game || Queue #x Betrayal Begins With Trust || Jon Burke

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Blissful a u t u m n

#x This Isn't A Game || Queue #x Betrayal Begins With Trust || Jon Burke

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Headcanon Game - A to Z (NSFW)

Hey guys! I thought I’d so something fun this weekend, so I did my best to sexualize the alphabet and turn it into a headcanon game!

So here’s how it works. You send me a character (or a few), and the corresponding letters that you want me to answer for them!

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex) B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person) D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?) F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual) G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)  J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon) K = Kink (One or more of their kinks) L = Location (Favourite places to do the do) M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

I’ll have this running all weekend, so feel free to drop by!

#x Something To Do || Memes #x Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time || NSFW

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#x This Isn't A Game || Queue #x Betrayal Begins With Trust || Jon Burke

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pyrokinetics‌:

          “Really?! You mean it???”

       "Of course, you are my sister after all~."

#x Story of Old || Text #pyrokinetics #x An Innocent Girl || Quinn Burke #x New Kid In Town || Normal Verse (Default) #I #LOVE THEM????

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thosebxstards‌:

“Eep!” The girl jumped slightly when she heard something rustling, biting her lip a little as she walked back to get away. This was just perfect, getting lost was one thing but getting lose someplace creepy? She really wanted to go home…

   The beast would stalk the outskirts of the castle-- normally looking for things to hunt to satisfy his need for blood and what seemed like incurable hunger. He was able to catch a few things--- animals that had adapted to living in such a wasteland as the Dark Kingdom. However, catching the smell of something--- familiar--- peeked his interest, and not familiar as in it was from the Dark Kingdom, no, no no, familiar as in this was living, breathing, and something to kill.

   Moving toward the sensation like a lion to its prey, Jon appeared from the dead brush to see a particularly smaller figure terrified of the areas surrounding. Probably not helpless--- no one in their right mind would travel into the Dark Kingdom without some kind of protection, but that didn't matter.

      "Fresh meat..."

   He growled under his breath, coming more into view. Feet morphed like a dragon, claws more than hands, ragged wings, and horns that protruded from the man's head giving an even more unwary feeling. This 'person' could have been labeled a dragonkin, but that was just something about him that seemed more--- unusual.

#x Story of Old || Text #thosebxstards #x Healer of the Druids || Mirabelle #x The Fallen Dragon || DnD Verse #the wrong dragon to run across mirabelle