#I need a cat one for Tesla

[asmolfolk]

Hi! Sooo, theres a tiktok video that is "Ivan, how did you bag that baddie?" and this come to my mind: Tesla, Buddha, Sasaki, Jack and Ares (separate) hcs with a s/o like that? They're like: Idk how, but she picks me up like I'm nothing. Let's just say I can imagine it, lol - Sorry for my English and kisses from Brazil <3

Oh my! A fellow brazilian! I'm also brazilian, so, kisses from the southeast part of Brazil &lt;3 Hope you liked this one, I really loved to make this one, it was very fun!

🥀♥︎.•° Fandom: Shuumatsu no Valkyrie. Characters: Nikola Tesla, Sasaki Kojiro, Jack the Ripper, Buddha and Ares (Separate) Ask: Inspired by the video 'Ivan, how did you bag that baddie?' 🦋♥︎.•°

Nikola Tesla

"Tesla, how did you bag that baddie?" The one who asked him was his friend, Robert... And that got him... Thoughtful. Tesla looked to the side, looking directly at your direction...

He was thinking about the differences between the two of you... And the similarities too. How you react to things, how you smile, how you show affection or interess in something... He is thinking all of those things at the same time. It would be a reason to "Why he stayed", after all, he never showed any interest in love or relationships that were romantical... But seeing that you were just like a Math question... [A lot of outcomes - Needs hard work and understanding to seek the problem...] That was enough to make his mind so... Full of love and interest. Of course, he couldn't not remember how did 'he bag this baddie'... Spoiler, he didn't. He still remember the day you just looked at him and straight up said "Oh, I don't have this color yet" and just picked him up like a cat and walked with him in your arms. He would tell anyone who saw that the exact thing "I accept it for cience!" But the truth was that he just didn't care to be holded... He liked that and the fact that he could still write his notes was a plus one. Since that, both of you started to talk and later on, date... It is still a surprise to most of Tesla's friends... He can still remember the first dates... And now, you are his... Girlfriend, aren't?... He can't be happier. You respect his space and actually, you were the one to start a lot of intimacy stuff with him... You seemed to always knew when he wanted something or when he acknowledges that you want something from him, but was too tired or busy and didn't want to leave you feeling unwanted by his lack of effort... So you - seeming to read his mind - do exactly what he wanted and started to give him some words of affirmation and to be sure that he knows that it's okay to not fit into some category... Or to not want to do something like sex, PDA or others.

It seemed like a he was off for some seconds IRL while in his mind, he just saw yours love story together... When he noticed that, he knew... He knew his answer. He looked to Robert and started his monologue. "Oh, you are surely mistaken, my dear friend. I'm aware of what could give the impression for you to think like that... But!" He stands there, smilling as if he is explaining math to someone "She, indeed, picked me up and straightly putted me into a consensual relationship that I do really, extremely, like." He puts a hand over his heart, as to give emphasys to his next words "This woman has a exceptional mind and strenght... Aren't I a lucky guy? Her mind is as brilliant as mine... Of course, in Differents/Same matters... Do you understand, Robert?" Robert is lost in words, he doesn't know what to say or what to do... After all, he just saw all of his - 'Don't want to date' - friend being so deeply in love with someone... He could only chuckle as his wife carries a surprise and shocked expression. "Oh my! I'm so happy that you found someone that matches you perfectly, Tesla! And her body is so pretty too... She would look awesome in a wedding dress, don't you think so?" "Hm... Wedding? I think it's a strange concept... But if she wants one..." Tesla, even having his disagreements over weddings... He couldn't say no to you. After all... You are his everything.

Sasaki

"Kojiro Sasaki, how did a loser like you bag that baddie over there?" It was the question of his opponent... He was looking directly at your face, seeing how it changed... After all, you were in fiery! How dare them say call Sasaki a loser... And before you could start approaching to 'ora ora' this person face, Sasaki holded your hand to stop you and smiled brightly. "Well... I may be a loser in battle... But she picked me from the ground and made me her boyfriend, resuming the whole story" He told his opponent as he chuckles as he feels you pinching his cheecks a bit "Ow-Ow! Sorry, sweetheart..." He laughing a bit. "It was nothing like that. I saw him on the ground and thought he was deeply hurt, so I carry him home so I could take care of him." You said, explaining it better than Sasaki resume... Or trying to. "...Okay...? Look, I don't really care..." Sasaki's opponent tried to say that but he wasn't heard, now, Sasaki and you were discussing about this first meeting and he seemed overly in joy after hearing your version of the facts. "So... How were you capeable to hold me?" He finally asked "I mean, I'm pretty heavy-" "I carry boxes that weight more than you, Sasaki."

Jack the Ripper

"How a serial killer like you got to bag that baddie?!" That was the question of Hlökk, who was actually curious to know more about this whole relationship between the two of you... After all, nobody seemed to know about Jack's partner. "Oh my... Well, it's interesting that you asked me this... Well, may I just tell you..." He said with his british accent and sweet tone appearing, he was at your side, holding your hand while looking directly at Hlökk. "She was the one and only who got me, who actually had me on her arms... When she was carrying me around." As he said it, his other hand started patting your head "Isn't it the most romantical and sweet thing someone could ever do to their partner? Carrying them around like they weight nothing" His explanation was not meant to make you feel that proud of yourself... Or to blush like you did. But in a way or other, you could only feel how much you matter and is loved by him... He is trully a gentleman. "EWWW, YOU CLINGY OLD MAN!" Hlokk seemed to think in a different way.

Buddha

"Buddha, my deaaaar friend. How did you manage to bag this baddie?!" Said Zeus... The sluttiest god "Oh my me! You should help me get a baddie like her, I swear to you... I give you candies... Hehe" Zeus - again - couldn't hide his horny. "No." A short and straight answer coming from Buddha, who looked unimpressed by Zeus atticts "I'm not helping you cheat on your wife." as he explained that, Zeus only rolled his eyes - remembering that he is married. "Aw,come on, Buddha, my great friend... It's not like I would steal your... Partner~ I just want to know what did you do...!" "...You have some serious problems, Zeus." With that said, Buddha just moved along his way... But Zeus question was enough to make him think about... That. How did this all happened?

You just looked straight at him and picked him up, saying "This is mine." and just straight up runned away from the gods. That was enough to make him be not only proud but happy - that reunion was a really shitty one.

"Hah... It seems like the puberty made her really strong." Remembering that day, Buddha couldn't hide his smile as he made his way towards you... He WILL use you as his pillow, after all, you can pick him up.

Ares

"Not that I don't respect you, Ares... But how did you... And her got together?" Asked Aphrodite with a rather... Amused expression, she seemed to be making fun of him. "How did you just do that? How did you manage that...? Did you finally follow your daddy ways?~ Because I don't see how you couldn't do that properly... You get no bitches at all~" "She isn't a bitch or anything like what dad do with Hera! She is different, I love her... I want her, she is the only one I truly love." He said, with a confused expression. "Oh love? Now you feel that... How patheti-" She is interrupted when you just walked straight to her, looking to her eyes with a hateful rage. "What did you just say to MY partner? Do you have a fucking problem with him?" As you started to swear at Aphrodite... Ares looked at you with a little smile on the face... Finally... He finally has someone who sides with him and stands up for him...

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[bones4thecats]

Heyy hii hellooo , hruuu and what's your fav cat breed , btw can i req a leonidas , Nikola Tesla , hades , and Hercules x fem!homura akemi!reader

I hope you watch Madoka Magica , i just want a simple long ahh angst and then fluff

So basically the reader is like the goddess of time (for the gods part) and a time traveler(for the humans part) the reader basically repeat the same month that Ragnarok has taken place for over 1200 years just to save them from their fate which was turning into a green weed snort dust in because the charas are who she hold dear so much since they are her husband , each time she failed and failed and that affect the universe since she bend the time around the charas making them stronger but each timeline they just die , and i want them to confront the reader Abt it and then the reader is like having a meltdown or something and then tell em all the stuff she have been doing to the point she almost gone insane with all the timeline of watching them die

And after that can you just put on like a huge comfort scene where the charas finally survive and comfort the reader after all the pain she gone through

I hope you don't mind , sorry if it too muchhh srryyyyyy

A/N: Okay, my favorite cat breed is the Birman, it's just so fluffy and cute!! It also reminds me of a Siamese. This is one of the saddest things I have ever written, so expect to cry a few tears and then feel like your heart’s gonna explode! This is kinda themed after the song Haunted by Taylor Swift because I was listening to it while writing. Enjoy~~

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🚬 You had tried so many times, yet you always fail… why?

🚬 Why wasn’t it fair then, why wasn’t it fair now? Why did he have to die, why couldn’t that selfish and impish God Apollo die?!

🚬 1,200 years you have tried, over 103,782 attempts have been made in counting, maybe this would be the one to work!

🚬 But it was too much for one person to watch their one and only, their husband, die over and over and over by the same cause

🚬 You watched as he trained, and you couldn’t stop crying each time

🚬 Leonidas looked over at you and grinned his signature grin saying, ready for battle

🚬 When he hugged you that night you started to cry and not stop, which caused him to look at you with shock

🚬 You never cried

🚬 He kneeled down and tilted your head towards his face, his eyes asking the same question over and over again

“ Are you okay, my love? “

🚬 That was when you let loose, spilling everything, the endless death and depression you had gone through just to see him win, it made his heart ache

🚬 You went through all of this to see him come out on top, to see him alive again

🚬 Leonidas held you and shushed you, while you mumbled how it wasn’t fair since no matter how much you tried it never worked

“ You cannot escape fate, love. But, no matter what happens, believe me, I will always, always be by your side. No matter what. “ “ Promise? “ “ I promise. “

🚬 And he did. He won. He beat that snobbish bastard, Humanity cheered for the win while you smiled and cried happy tears for another reason

🚬 You finally did it, he lived…

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🧪 This stupid myth wasn’t coming to fruition, it said every time you traveled, he’d grow stronger! Just how much more strength did he need?!

🧪 Time after time again he died from that depleaded and god-awful immortal Beelzebub, why did he have to live?!

🧪 He hurt a child for crying out loud, causing him to turn into a blood-thirsty monster for the heck of it! He didn’t deserve life! He showed no remorse for what he had done, even Thor showed some of it to Lü Bu!

🧪 While thriving on the past, you were watching Nikola work on a problem for his armor for Ragnarok and you smiled when he got the fact right, it was better than last time, maybe this was it?

🧪 He did the same thing as last time, but he added more weaponry and more strength to it per your request, now maybe it could work!

🧪 You sat by Hlökk and Jack while the fight ensued, and you were praying that he would win, that your husband could finally come home safe and sound

🧪 And he did it… he- he beat Beelzebub!

🧪 Nikola was healing as you jumped onto him, he chuckled and kissed your forehead, and that was when you let it loose

🧪 You spilled the tea, all of it, the 1,200 years of torment that you faced watching him die, the same fate over and over and over again, not being able to stop it hurt

“ Darling, I am sorry for failing you so many times. “ “ It’s not your fault, you’re here now… and I’m thankful. “ “ I am thankful as well, Y/N… “

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💀 No, no, no, no!

💀 Every god-forsaken time, the same damn thing!

💀 Oh that human will pay for his insolence, killing the King that you loved was a crime only punishable by death at the hands of his victim!

💀 Every single time that Hades proclaimed his wish to fight, you were with him, helping him train to beat that puny being

💀 But every time it wasn’t enough, and it hurt so much…

💀 And the way that human smiled and had every human there cheering for him made you sick, many lost an ally, Zeus, Hermes, Ares, and Adamas all lost a brother and uncle, one that cared for them oh so much, and you…

💀 You lost your one and only love…

💀 But maybe this time it would work! It said that they grew stronger every time you traveled, so maybe now it would be right!

💀 Hades looked up at you and smiled as he prepared for battle, and every cut and bruise only gave you the biggest PTSD stain in history

💀 He couldn’t die, he just couldn’t!

💀 And when the cry of Zeus’ cry entered your ears, you started to doubt everything

💀 It worked, it finally fucking worked!

💀 You had never sprinted that hard before into the arms of your love, dragging him to the infirmary after sharing the best kiss known to the Gods

💀 Hades saw how sad yet happy your eyes were while he healed, and when he looked at you and asked why you were so down, you tole him everything, sobbing the process

" My dear, you've seen that happen all those times? For that long? " *Sigh* " I apologize for not being able to change that for so long, but, now we can start the life we've always wanted, by each others sides for eternity. "

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💪 He was the kindest soul you had ever met, why would fate just screw him over like this?!

💪 You understood he knew Jack far better than you, but watching the human just kill your lover blinded all of your judgement, no matter what

💪 Heracles had died so many times in front of you that you felt like crying tears of joy and sadness from both seeing him alive and from knowing what was bound to happen

💪 This time he had been talking to his adoptive brother, Ares, when you traveled back to see him and try getting him to survive, and seeing him with the only other person who wept and understood how much the lose of him affected you just hurt

💪 He called out to you and hugged you in his arms while calling his goodbyes to Ares, in which the God of War just smiled and waved back

💪 Your husband was the one person you didn't want to lie to anymore, and you hopes that after 1,200 years, this may be the final time you'd have to travel to save him

💪 You grabbed his hand which caused Heracles to turned around and give you a curious look, and that was when you told him

" 1,200 years for me? Angel, you... you didn't have to do all of this for me! "

💪 Heracles looked at you with shock, he figured nobody would drain themselves physically or mentally to the point of near insanity just for him...

💪 He hugged you even closer and he swore the same thing you heard over the last thousand years;

" I'll be safe, and when this is all over, we'll rest together just like before... I promise. "

💪 Your husband laid the most gentle kiss on your lips ever as you nodded, believing the words more than you ever did before

💪 Before Round 4 of Ragnarok started, you strolled over to the Humans side to speak to their fighter, Jack the Ripper, so you could get something clear

" In these last 1,200 years, I have been trying to get my husband back... as whenever he fought against you, he lost... died at your hands. And while I respect you and everything you have done for your people, I am just asking you one thing; Is this really what you want to be known for? Pure murder? "

💪 When Jack was about to kill Heracles, he remembered your words and smiled humbly before lowering his hands to the ground and laying on his knees, causing Heracles to stop and stare at the male

" I do not wish to kill you, God. " " Heracles. And Jack, I do not wish to kill you. This match stays at a draw! "

💪 All Gods and Humans were obviously pissed, but you got your husband back, and one of your previously close friends. Win-Win for you!

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[the-hottest-band-tournament]

Welcome to the hottest 80s band tourney

In this tournament you can submit an band from the 80s here and we’ll see who’s the hottest

Submissions are now closed

Submission requirements

It must be a band no solo artists

I need a list of the members and the instrument they play

They had to have produced at least one album during the 80s

Choose the lineup that you want just make sure that they just all performed together during the 80s

For a list of the lineups check here a quicker list of submitted bands is down below. We are trying to get to 256 submissions so don’t worry about submitting to many bands.

List of submitted bands

will be updated

Guns’N Roses

Mötley Crüe

Queen

Hanoi Rocks

Iron Maiden

Poison

Rush

Anthrax

Possessed

Bon Jovi

Skid Row

Talking Heads

Warrant

The Cure

The Bangles

Def Leppard

The Traveling Wilburys  

U2

Dokken

Blondie

Duran Duran

Quiet Riot

Aerosmith

Dio

Metallica

Winger

The Human League

The Clash

Cinderella

Nirvana

The Smiths

The Police

They Might Be Giants

Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band

R.E.M.

Spın̈al Tap

Tin Machine

Red Hot Chili Peppers

ZZ Top

AC/DC

Beastie Boys

Depeche Mode

The Pogues

Bauhaus

Prince and the Revolution

Joy Division

Fleetwood Mac

Devo

Van Halen

Van Halen (again)

Led Zeppelin

Joan Jett and The Blackhearts

Genesis

Primus

Ramones

Yes

Siouxsie and the Banshees

Kraftwerk

The Alan Parsons Project

Hall and Oates

Echo and the Bunnymen

Tears for Fears

The Psychedelic Furs

Misfits

Living Colour

XTC

Adam and the Ants

Run-DMC

King Crimson

Public Enemy

KISS

N.W.A.

Whitesnake

Black Sabbath

Deep Purple

L.A. Guns

W.A.S.P.

Pantera

Styx

B-52’s

Vixen

The Go Go’s

The Residents

Pretenders

Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers

Asia

Jethro Tull

Green Day

Journey

Wham!

Pet Shop Boys

The Who

Scorpions

Heart

Ratt

The Beach Boys

Queensrÿche

The Cars

Foreigner

Marillion

GWAR

Max Webster

Twisted Sister

Stray Cats

Megadeth

The Stone Roses

Slayer

Operation Ivy

Bam Bam

Cybotron

Steve Miller Band

The Highwaymen

10cc

Fugazi

Minor Threat

Dead Kennedys

Blackfoot

Stevie Ray Vaughan and Double Trouble

Dire Straits

Electric Light Orchestra

The J. Geils Band

Judas Priest

Motörhead

Crosby, Stills, Nash, & Young

Elvis Costello and the Attractions

Chicago

The Replacements

The Kinks

Pixies

Men at Work

Stryper

Faster Pussycat

Thin Lizzy

Grateful Dead

Sepultura

Bananarama

Nine Inch Nails

Foghat

Blue Öyster Cult

Culture Club

Tesla

Soundgarden

Berlin

Boston

Public Image Ltd

Pink Floyd

The Professionals

Starship

REO Speedwagon

Extreme

Shonen Knife

Night Ranger

De La Soul

Salt-N-Pepa

Earth, Wind & Fire

X

X Japan

The The

The Time

Steely Dan

Godley & Creme

The Tragically Hip

Dexys Midnight Runners

The Cross

Sonic Youth

Roxy Music

The Rolling Stones

Hüsker Dü

DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

New Kids on the Block

Huey Lewis and the News

Eurythmics

A Flock of Seagulls

The Blues Brothers

Love and Rockets

Strawberry Switchblade

Los Lobos

Santana

Oingo Boingo

Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five

A-ha

Crack the Sky

Crowded House

Yellow Magic Orchestra

Eric B. & Rakim

Commodores

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

KIX

White Zombie

UB40

Great White

Bruce Hornsby and the Range

White Lion

.38 Special

The Tubes

Utopia

The Sugarcubes

Faith No More

Throbbing Gristle

Ministry

'til tuesday

Sparks

Bob Seger and the Silver Bullet Band

The Oak Ridge Boys

The Judds

Dinosaur Jr.

The Moody Blues

Pat Metheney Group

INXS

Status Quo

Melvins

Pandora's Box

Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark

New Order

Meat Puppets

Descendents

The Fall

Spandau Ballet

Thompson Twins

Tom Tom Club

Jane's Addict

Bob Marley and the Wailers

Modern English

Cutting Crew

My Bloody Valentine

Black Flag

Wire

The Cult

The Jesus and Mary Chain

The Specials

Missing Persons

Simply Red

The Romantics

Madness

Violent Femmes

Skinny Puppy

Cocteau Twins

The Damned

Simple Minds

Frankie Goes to Hollywood

TISM (This Is Serious Mum)

The Cockroaches

The Allman Brothers Band

Cold Chisel

Midnight Oil

NOFX

The Crucifucks

America

Bad Religion

Helloween

Mother Love Bone

The KLF (a.k.a. The Justified Ancients of Mu Mu, a.k.a. The Timelords) [same group, just used numerous names]

Dog Police

Frank Chickens

Men Without Hats

Europe

Can I submit propaganda?

Not right now. If you do I won’t post it until the polls start which looking right now could be a while. But it will be posted eventually

can I submit more than one band?

yes!! Go wild

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[deathmetalunicorn1]

Part 1 and 2 of Morticia Reader with Yandere Rudra (Gomez 2.0), Tesla (Gomez 3.0), Shiva (+Wives), Hercules (Gomez 4.0), Thor, Lu Bu, Indra, Ares (Gomez 5.0), Hermes and Sasaki (I can see him screaming he gives up in part 2 and tries to run)

I also bet a 100 bucks Reader would scare Shiva and his wives with her stamina (Along with everyone else, questioning if she’s actually Human)

-Beautiful, dark, deadly, passionate, loving, unique, all were words used to describe you and all of them were true.

-You were like the moon against the dark night sky, surrounded by pitch black darkness, bright but eerie and quiet.

-You found enjoyment in the dark and macabre, but to you, they were normal, beautiful things, skulls, poisonous flowers, dangerous plants, death, how lovely.

-Many thought you were odd by the way you dressed and carried yourself, always wearing elegant black gowns paired with matching jewelry with spider or coffin motifs. However, sometimes you would wear different colors when it was warmer out, just a slightly lighter shade of black with an umbrella, you didn’t need any unwanted color in your complexion.

-Your tone was always even and deadpan, never showing emotions the way others do, so nobody could ever tell if you were joking or not about feeding someone to your kitty-cat, an actual lion that you kept around who was like a housecat with you and those he knew, but vicious and violent with strangers.

-Many made comments that you would be attractive if you were ‘normal’ but where’s the fun in that? It’s much more fun to keep others guessing- keeping them on your toes.

-Speaking of keeping others on their toes, if anyone was to visit your private greenhouse, they would need to watch where they step or risk losing a few.

-Your garden was notorious for being filled with poisonous and carnivorous plants, and not just little things like little Venus Fly Traps, no you had a giant 4 ½ foot one that would eat people if they got close enough if you hadn’t fed them yet!!

-However, due to their healthy fear of your garden, you didn’t have many visitors, which you liked, less of a risk of your babies getting trampled or damaged.

-Your lover liked you the way you were, you were unapologetically unique, and he loved it, you were so different from other women and that’s what drew him to you.

-At first he did think you were a little odd, intimidating was a word he liked to use, as you weren’t afraid to speak your mind and there was always an air around you, a silent warning, but as time went on, he fell hard for you.

-Rudra- Found you absolutely stunning, you were unapologetically different, something he admired deeply about you, you didn’t care what others thought about you, but you were also kind to them in return, offering kind words instead. He liked that you were calm, as he needed someone calm because he dealt with enough with Shiva’s antics and you were the perfect partner. He could just come while you were reading or knitting and kneel before you and lay his head on your lap and stay there for hours if you let him. He was respectful to you and demanded the same from others, he wouldn’t hesitate to throw hands with anyone who would dare insult you in front of him, even if you do tell him it isn’t needed.

-Nikola- He was a bachelor all his life back on earth, finding women to be something unobtainable, believing he would never be good enough for them, and when he first laid eyes upon you, he almost collapsed to his knees. You were beautiful- the very definition of perfection itself, he couldn’t look away from you. When you saw this stranger on his knees outside your garden, you came over to inquire if he was alright, thinking he had been poisoned by one of your babies before he tried to speak, but only a sound like a deflating balloon came out. He ran off, red-faced and leaving you confused, but you quickly understood when he returned the next day with a bouquet of red roses, unable to look you in the eye. He was rather cute, being so flustered, but you made it worse by taking his arm, asking him to walk with you around your garden. He would follow you into the pits of hell if you asked him to.

-Shiva + Wives- All four of them were thrown off by you at first, you were so different, so unique, but so ethereal looking, and Shiva led the charge, wanting to know more about you. Kali instantly liked you, seeing your home and garden, seeing all of the dangerous and poisonous plants you had in your gardens, and you grew close to her after learning she was a goddess of death. Parvati was a little slower to warm up to you, a bit intimidated by you, but she quickly learned that you were so elegant and gentle and while she was your opposite, the two of you got along easily. Durga found you hysterical, your sense of humor never failed to make her laugh after saying, “I long to be looked at like all women to, with fear in the eyes of men.” Shiva was instantly taken with you, wanting to make you his fourth wife. Shiva loved you the way you were, he wouldn’t change a single thing about you, but at the same time, he appreciated that you wouldn’t make him or his wives change for you either. You all had your own hobbies and likes and if they wanted to learn, you would teach them, and in turn, they would teach you when you would ask.

-Hercules- He actually met you thanks to your kitty cat, your precious cat had gotten out and Hercules returned him to you, after reading the tag on his collar. While initially worried about you, as you seemed to be a petite woman, he was stunned when he saw your vicious and violent lion turn into a total cuddly baby with you. Hercules was curious about you, wanting to know more about you, you looked so different compared to other people, dressing in all black, even in summer, and snipping blossoms off your roses, only wanting to keep the thorns. You had an air of mystery around you, one that seemed to grab him by the neck, dragging him into your web of darkness, but he was happy to follow you, wanting more of the mystery you were offering.

-Thor- Met you through Loki, after Thor mentioned he was looking for a plant that was poisonous, but was used to make a rare medicine, and Odin asked him to find some of this plant. Loki knew you would be the best person to come to and when they found themselves outside your greenhouse, Thor froze, seeing you for the first time. You were so dark and mysterious but there was something else about you, something dangerous, but you were calm and elegant, even when you shooed Loki away from pestering your carnivorous plants, “If you lose a finger I won’t be patching you up again.” Loki pouted up at you, “Don’t be so cold Y/N~~” Thor was the one who tossed the troublemaker out and you were a bit surprised but offered a small smile, “Now then, you mentioned you were after something in my garden?” Thor nodded, taken by your calm and stoic nature.

-Lu Bu- He had met a lot of weird people in his life and when he first saw you, you quickly went to nearly the top of the list. You were dressed like you were mourning someone, you surrounded yourself with weird curiosities and carnivorous plants and a freaking lion!! He had never met a woman like you before, however… you piqued his interest. He wanted to know more about you, finding himself insnared by you, you were kind and polite with him, finding his lust for combat admirable, as he liked to fight. You weren’t like other women who would panic and faint at the sight of blood, you seemed to enjoy it, finding beauty in death. You sure were weird, but you were very beautiful, and Lu Bu quickly grew attached to you, not wanting to let you go.

-Indra- He had no idea there was a woman like you out there, you looked so gloomy and elegant all at the same time, you were so beautiful, but also intimidating. He could see how other men would look at you in fear, but you seemed to love it, crave it even, and Indra was the only man brave enough to approach you. He fell quickly for you, you were mysterious, elegant, and insanely beautiful, you were also well worded, you could hold conversations for hours with him, and you were able to keep his attention. He was notorious for having a short attention span, he would lose interest quickly, you were the first woman who grabbed him by the neck and held on tightly and you weren’t letting him go, not that he wanted you to.

-Ares- He saw you walking around under the pale moon, holding a black lace umbrella over you, shielding yourself from the rays. You looked like a demoness, dark, beautiful, and deadly and Ares couldn’t tear his eyes away from you. He followed after you, following down the pathway after you and before his brain could comprehend what he was doing, he called out to you. You were so pale, so beautiful, you looked like the moon itself against the night sky, he instantly felt his throat go dry as he stammered before you, trying to form his words. When you smiled he instantly fell for you, and you quickly grew fond of this giant man, he was affectionate and loyal, he reminded you of a dog, but Ares quickly wormed his way into your heart.

-Hermes- Adored you, you were beautiful, mysterious and incredibly intimidating, how could he not love you?! Zeus found you to be a bit odd, but Hermes adored you, he found you relaxing to be around. The two of you could talk for hours about music and books, comparing teas and baked goods, and the two of you just vibed with each other. Hermes loved spending time with you, especially in your gardens, as you taught him how to tend to your precious babies, however, he was still hesitant about dealing with your kitty cat. Hermes loved to waltz with you, putting on music and he would happily dance the day away with you, feeling the happiest when he had you in his arms.

-Kojiro- When he first met you, Kojiro’s first words to you were, “Are you a demon?” which just made you laugh while he was red faced, stuttering out apologies to you, however you weren’t upset, you were flattered by his words, telling him that they were lovely. He was taken aback by your words, seeing that you weren’t bothered, and he quickly grew more curious about you, wanting to know more about you. You were gentle and kind, but also very wise and mysterious and he found himself wanting to be by your side at all times. Kojiro’s focus and determination while training was breathtaking, his hard work had such fruitful results, it was like your plants, they took lots of time and effort, and Kojiro was the same way. You adored him for his drive and he loved you for your mystery.

-One thing that (Love) learned, once you became intimate with him, you were not as gentle in bed as you were during the day, you were like a hellion, scratching at his back in the heat of passion, demanding more and more from him.

-In bed, gone was the elegant and levelheaded Y/N, instead you were a succubus, wanting everything he had to give you and even more, even willing to go as far as taking it yourself if he was unable to do so.

-He couldn’t understand it when you could be up and walking the next day like nothing while he could barely feel his legs, and if he could they were shaking.

-He loved it however, because you would drown him in your passion and your love, doting on him so gently in the afterglow, kissing him softly, whispering gently on how wonderful he was to you. He wouldn’t trade it for the world.

-(Love) looked down at you, seeing you still asleep, your hair creating a halo around you, you were his angel of darkness, beautiful but deadly.

-A soft kiss to your cheek roused you and you smiled gently up at him, “My love~ you were so- so unhinged last night. I’ve never seen you like that before. You were like some desperate, howling demon. How you frightened me~ do it again!”

-Rudra- He couldn’t help but grin, leaning away from you just slightly, paling sightly, “I’m not sure if I can move at the moment, my love. Maybe we can try later after some food.” You smiled softly and crawled over to loom over him before settling into his arms, “Well then, let’s get to feeding~” he put his hand on your forehead, pushing you back, “Oh no you don’t- you’re not tricking me again!” you pouted lightly, and he pecked your lips before getting up to go and get some food.

-Nikola- Stammered comically, unable to form words, his hands holding you back by your arms as you tried to lunge at him, “I-I need a break Y/N! I can’t keep up with you!!” you smiled down at him, watching him fight before you cooed softly, “Well then- we should work on building your stamina then.” He smiled weakly up at you before allowing you to rest against his bare chest, hugging you close, sighing softly, thinking you were going to give him a break until he felt your teeth and lips nibbling at his neck.

-Shiva + Wives- You stamina was inhuman, even for the four of them, and they were gods and you had drained them all dry. They couldn’t keep up with you! They all shared a look before Kali, Durga, and Parvati threw Shiva at you, “We’re going for food!” you licked your lips down at Shiva after straddling his hips as he panicked, “Wait! Don’t leave me here!! You traitors!!” their laughter was heard as they went to go and find food. Shiva looked back up at you, trapped before his eyes narrowed, “Fine- I’ll give you what you want!!” delight flashed across your eyes as he grabbed at your hips to get started.

-Hercules- He reached a hand up to cup the side of your face, stroking his thumb across your cheek, “Food first- we worked off our dinner and our midnight snack. If we want to continue we need to eat first.” He pulled you down and kissed you softly and you hummed quietly, pressing a bit harder and he instantly lifted you up with his strength, holding you above his head, “None of that now- you’re not getting out of this without eating first.” You pouted but agreed as he set you down beside him.

-Thor- He learned early on that you were insatiable, with a sex drive for days, something that he had to work on, to match your stamina, else you would suck him dry. Normally he wouldn’t mind it, but certain times of the month were you feistier than others, and he had to learn how to put you down quickly to save himself. However… you grew aware of this and now your stamina was matching his own and now he had to deal with the consequences of his own actions.

-Lu Bu- Has stamina for days, however in bed you were quickly proving to be almost too much for him, he was always up for a challenge, and you were giving him that, but after the third straight night of going from sundown to sunup, his poor back was beginning to feel the burn and he felt like he was going to fall apart. Just groaned and managed to hug you close, pinning you down and fell back asleep, leaving you unable to move, making you pout before you cuddled him and went back to sleep.

-Indra- Immediately put an arm around your shoulders, pulling you back down into his side, pinning you there, “I’m not moving for at least the next hour! I can’t even feel my legs! You’re gonna be the death of me.” you cooed softly, nuzzling your nose against his cheek, “You know how to flatter a woman.” He snorted with laughter, but was true to his word, he wasn’t moving, and he wasn’t going to allow you to move either.

-Ares- His eyelid twitched lightly, gawking down at you as you batted your eyes up at him, he couldn’t believe how much energy you had. He moved to stand to get out of bed and you lunged, wrapping your arms around his neck, pressing yourself to his bare back, “You’re not going to leave me all alone are you~~?” he sent you a weak grin, “Y/N- I literally can’t feel anything below my hips. It’s gonna fall off if you keep attacking me like this!” you cooed, running your nail down his neck, “You make me sound like some sort of fiend~ but you’ve never told me no.” he twitched under your affections, swallowing hard, he could sense his doom incoming.

-Hermes- Pressed a soft kiss to your lips and smiled as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down into you before he spoke, “If we’re going to do this, first we need some food, and I need an ice pack for my back. I think I pulled something going so hard last night.” You nodded, pressing your lips to his temple and he sighed in content, remaining there with you for a moment or two, basking in your affections for a few moments longer.

-Kojiro- His eyelid twitched before he instantly tried to roll over to run away but you lunged at him, hugging him from behind, “Don’t run from me my love~” he turned to you, his eyes wide and face pale, “I-I can’t do it!! I’m not a young man anymore!!” you licked your lips, looking like a hunter, “Don’t run my love~ I like to chase.” Anyone passing by your home could hear the scream of a man, begging for help, but then again, you didn’t have neighbors and you rarely got visitors. How lucky for you~

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror rudra #ror nikola tesla #ror shiva #ror heracles #ror thor #ror lu bu #ror indra #ror ares #ror hermes #ror kojiro sasaki

[film-in-my-soul]

Cannon divergence- Buck/Eddie??

I hope you liked this one!

.⋆｡°✩ Eddie becomes a paramedic instead of a firefighter but his and Buck's paths still cross. ✩°｡⋆.

The worst part, Buck thinks, laying on the sidewalk struggling to breathe, is that he's not even on the clock. At least when the universe decides to hand him his ass on a silver platter, he's getting paid for it (if he ignores Abby, and Taylor, and Ali...). Still, it could be worse; Bobby can't get mad at him for getting sideswiped by a car pulling a kid out of the road.

Side on fire and wind still knocked out of him, Buck makes the choice to stay on his back. It's a decision based upon years of training and the fact he thinks he'll lose his breakfast if he tires getting upright. The people in his periphery are making a scene, calling for help, but none of them are actively checking on him, and he's too focused on breathing to hear what they're saying or care. 

Just when Buck thinks of closing his eyes and passing out until an ambulance arrives, a small hand lands clumsily on his non-screaming shoulder, and his attention is forced to shift, eyes sliding unbidden to the side.

A tear-stained face, messy honey-brown curls, skewed glasses. It's the kid Buck had seen tipping sideways into the busy street, his crutches catching in a half-hidden crack in the pavement, sending him topping over. Buck does his best to smile around his grimace.

"Hey buddy," he hopes there's no blood on his teeth. He hopes he's not bleeding at all.

"I'm sorry," the kid says, light eyes wet and redrimmed, his bottom lip trembling hard. He's patting Buck like a cat that needs to be soothed. It twists up Buck's heart, and he wishes he could sit up to comfort him, show that, really, this isn't the worst he's been put through the wringer, but he can't. Buck does try to shrug, though, and bolstered by the need to not be the reason the boy cries even harder, he manages a better grin.

"Hey, don't be. It's not your fault-"

"Chris!" Much louder than the crowd still hanging around the edges, a voice breaks over the murmurs, and Buck feels the kid's (Chris's, he's sure) hand squeeze him hard.

"Daddy!" Chris calls back, and Buck watches from his position on the ground as, at first, a shadow falls over both him and the boy, and then a man comes into view, kneeling over Buck, but whose every bit of focus is on Chris.

"Christ, Mijo, what the hel- what happened?"

"Dad, you gotta help him. He got hurt pulling me away from the car. You gotta-"

They're talking over each other, and Buck feels as in the middle as he is, but the awkwardness is quickly swiped away when Chris's father tips his head down, blocking out the midday sun, and Buck is hit full force by how beautiful the man is. Soft brown eyes edged with the tease of crow's feet and smile lines, thick dark brows to match his swept-back hair, and the promise of stubble at the edge of his jaw. Buck is struck with an immediate attraction so powerful it rivals the impact from the Tesla that he's pretty sure sped away from the scene.

"-ir, sir, can you hear me?"

Buck blinks back into the moment, nods, and immediately regrets it.

"Oh shit, don't do that, okay, you need to keep yourself still until the paramedics arrive."

"No, I-" Buck swallows, trying to clear his suddenly tight through, "I know. Firefighter." He'd point to himself, but Chris is still clinging to his undamaged arm, and the idea of shifting just to make it clear he's not delirious is both daunting and directly in opposition to his claim of knowing better.

The man smiles, and it's devastating how it brightens every corner of his face.

"Good to know. Someone's called 9-1-1, so I'm going to make sure you're alright until the ambulance gets here. I'm a paramedic." He tacks on the last bit like an afterthought, like he should make it clear that the gently probing hand suddenly on Buck's flank isn't for nefarious purposes.

"You sure you're not an angel?" It slips out, easy like breathing still isn't, and Buck can't find it in himself to be cowed at having said it.

The man, whose gaze had slid down to watch as his fingers worked, snaps his eyes back to Buck's face, expression wide with surprise, and Buck hears a soft giggle from Chris.

"Uh, no," he says, a satisfying splash of color coming onto his cheeks, "Just Eddie the paramedic."

Eddie. It fits. Buck likes it. He also likes how Eddie's clearly trying to tuck his bashful smile away and get back to the task of ensuring that Buck isn't bleeding internally.

"Coulda fooled me," Buck can't help himself, rewarded again by Chris's laughter, finally done with crying, it seems, and Eddie's soft chuckle and headshake. He flusters easily, and Buck can't help imagining pushing his luck just to see how much he can get the rosy color to spread over his tan complexion.

He doesn't get the chance, and before Eddie can reply, the sound of the ambulance is there, and then two paramedics descend upon them, one going to squat beside Eddie.

"Diaz, thought you were off duty today."

Eddie rolls his eyes, and Buck wants to comment that, really, are civil servants ever off duty? But then the other paramedic waves a penlight in his eyes and starts asking him questions, carefully dislodging Chris from his place by Buck's shoulder so she can get a collar around Buck's neck.

When they leave and return with the stretcher, Eddie helps load Buck on, and Chris fists his hand in Buck's shirt when they try to wheel him toward the flashing vehicle.

"Chris, we have to let them take Buck to the hospital," Eddie says, coming around to his son's side. Buck smiles, something twinging in his chest that has nothing to do with being jostled forward. He opens his mouth to assure Chris he'll be okay, that as long as Chris is fine, it's all good, but Chris beats him to it as he turns his face up to his father and asks, "But can't we go with him?"

The request floors Buck, and it seems to leave Eddie equally stumped. Chris uses the opportunity to continue.

"It's my fault he's hurt. I want to make sure he gets to the hospital okay."

Something flashes in Eddie's eyes, something that implies a story underlining Chris's words. If he could, Buck would wheel himself into the ambulance and away from what probably needs to be a private conversation. He can't, though, so he sits silent, trying to communicate to Eddie with his eyes that, really, they've already done enough, Chris with his getting Buck's help and Eddie putting up Buck's brazen flirting.

The female paramedic at the head of the stretcher, amused and unhelpfully, adds, "We've got the room."

Between that and Chris's blatantly pleading pout, Buck watches Eddie sigh and momentarily hang his head before he looks back to Buck, smiling small and crooked.

"Only if you don't mind the company. It would... it would mean a lot to him."

Buck wonders if he plays his cards right; he might be able to get that 'him' to become 'us.' He smiles.

"The more the merrier."

Ficlet Bingo! (Still Squares Left!)

#buddie #buck/eddie #buddie ficlet #9-1-1 ficlet #ficlet bingo

[insinirate]

I'm gonna need you to explain more about this dog-au because it's gotten so developed now I can't tell myself not to think too hard about it anymore.

Can the dogpeople talk? If not complex enough vocal box can they use sign language? They're doglike enough that people still own them but human enough that romantic relationships aren't frowned upon, is neutering something that is ethically/legally allowed? What are their rights regarding their own autonomy? Is it considered animal abuse or just abuse? Do you put down strays or are they too human so it would be considered murder? Was Tesla a dog-dog?

god i was afraid of getting an ask like this.......just know that in the end this really is just one big petplay au. no more lore, only dogboy and their dom

+yes they are capable of speech (x, x)!! most are accustomed to human speech from early on but others that are more in tune with the dog in their brain take on fast to sign language

+normally i would not like to think about the idea behind owning something that can communicate intelligently but when the thing is a war machine with fangs, near indestructibility, and the impulse control of beast........ suffice to say normies would in fact feel safer if they walked around with professional handlers

+heat/rut cycles can pose the same health risks to dogpeople as they would with regular cats/dogs the longer they go on without proper management. neuter/spaying is an option but it needs to be co-signed by the dog-patient

+the longer the generations go on the more stable the whatever scientific thing about them becomes that makes them smarter and safer to interact with. diversity win! the fuzzy abominations are here to stay

+either a stray is personable enough to walk around and hang out hachiko style or enrolls into a system to give them a guy that tells everyone else 'no guys its fine. this ones with me'

#tridog stambreed #anonymous

[davenweenie]

This is very self indulgent to make me feel better about my TS

I present to you:

Chase Davenport with Tourette’s

Chase started developing tics when he was 6. It started with shrugging, which was passed off as another odd behaviour bc Davenport is an oblivious dick.

His tics were only realised when they became more distracting to him and his siblings. Aka when he started to head jerk and exclaim randomly.

He diagnosed himself with Tourette’s because he’s just that smart. I have to give credit to Aster ( @firelitsparks ) for coming up with the ‘Chase diagnosing himself with things’ idea because it’s genius.

Adam has difficulty knowing when something is a tic and when it isn’t. Chase’s tics calling Adam names and then Adam being mean back because he thinks Chase is being mean on purpose is a prime example.

Trent and his cronies were so horrible to Chase about his tics that they sent him into a tic attack on his second week of school.

Trent calls him ‘parrot’ while bullying him because of Chase’s echolalia (repeating things that he has heard) and Chase hates it so much.

Adam has absolutely punched the shit out of Trent or anyone else that bullies Chase about his tics

Bree can make her body vibrate because of her superspeed which they’ve all figured out can help calm Chase’s tics down. So on a bad tic day Bree will let Chase lean against her and start to make her body vibrate. They’re not sure why it works but it does so they do it.

Leo built Chase a pair of noise cancelling headphones that were bionic hearing proof to help Chase out not only with his sensory issues but with his tics as well.

Adam has used himself as a weighted blanket before when Chase had a tic attack that lasted about 12 hours (no joke this happened to me and I ended up in hospital and had to be sedated, it’s scary shit)

On that note, Chase has had to be sedated because of his tics before. Adam and Bree were really scared because Chase was only 10 at the time and he had started to really badly hurt himself during a tic attack.

Tasha is so gentle with him on a bad tic day. She’ll make food that’s easy to eat for him and gets him water in a bottle that can’t be spilt.

She’ll push his hair out of his face and comfort him if he’s getting overwhelmed (I love Tasha 🫶)

Davenport used to blame Chase’s Tourette’s on his bionics and always called them glitches because he didn’t want to accept the fact that his ‘son’ is disabled. (I use the word son loosely because I don’t think Davenport ever really saw them as his kids, if he did they wouldn’t have been treated the way they were)

Douglas never mentioned Chase’s tics, not even when he started living in the Davenport-Dooley household because he didn’t need to. He knew what they were caused by and why they happened, the best thing to do was just ignore them or laugh with Chase if he had a particularly funny one.

Tesla and Einstein (Chase’s cats. Einstein belongs to Aster and Tesla was my cat hc that was inspired by Einstein) have a very deep understanding of Chase, including his tics. They will both cuddle up with him when they notice he’s struggling which will almost immediately help calm Chase’s tics down.

Kaz has never made a big deal of Chase’s tics and he makes him feel so comfortable. Chase almost cried the first time he’d had a tic attack around Kaz because he had been so good and knew exactly how to respond to it. Kaz explained that one of his siblings (holy shit why does he have 11) has anxiety tics so he’s grown up around people with tics.

Chase has a tic that makes him lean back really far, quite often resulting in him falling. People try to catch him all the time and most of the time succeed. Cooking in the kitchen? Someone has just had to catch Chase. Happen to be brushing your teeth at the same time as him? You’re gonna end up having to catch him. It’s turned into a bit of a game in the EF penthouse to see who can react the fastest to Chase nearly falling. Skylar and Bree are both in the lead. Chase loves them all dearly.

Because of a blocking tic (tonic or dystonic tics that interrupt motor/physical activity) Chase once got stuck hugging Adam. His tics had made him wrap his arms around Adam and then he got stuck there. He was so embarrassed because him and Adam never really hugged, they usually wrestled and beat each other up to show affection so it was a strange experience to be stuck hugging like that. Adam did try to pry Chase’s arms off him but there was no way around it without hurting Chase so they just sat there for a good half an hour before Chase’s arms loosened up.

I have a ton more of these if you want more. I might just do more anyway because it’s making me feel better about my tics. I’m in a bit of a flare up so I’m struggling a bit. I’ll be okay tho

#chase davenport #adam davenport #bree davenport #donald davenport #lab rats #leo dooley #oliver mighty med #skylar storm #tasha davenport #chase x kaz #douglas davenport #einstein davenport #tesla davenport #kaz mighty med

[mybrainismelted]

Weekly tag Wednesday!! 🌟🌟🌟

Thanks to Elle @suchagallabitch for putting it together this week!!

1. if you could switch bodies with anybody for only one hour who would it be and what would you do? geez, ok... making me think right out of the gate. Let's go with Elon Musk. Totally screw with him. Sell twitter. Give everyone at Tesla raises. Obviously send myself large amounts of money somehow.... Basically drain him dry with charitable donations and acts of goodwill.

2. what's your most trivial / dumbest hot take? oh gosh. Ummm.... I don't have kids, so I should be allowed to take extra time off because my cat needs me

3. if you had to teach a college course what would it be in? Probably something boring and work-related

4. season 12 of shameless is suddenly happen and youve been put in charge! what plot point(s) are you gonna make happen? ok, so first, Liam living with Ian and Mickey because it makes way more sense. Obviously more of the soft and happy side of Gallavich that we all love. Lip and Tami are separated and trying to juggle co-parenting their kids, and the return of Brad.

5. who would be your godly parent? (can be any mythology). wow... really making me think today. ok.... Persephone maybe?

6. what’s something you love about yourself? I can bring groups of people together and force them to bond. lol

7. describe your day in 5 emojis: 🥱💻🖼️😲🦥

8. what shameless character do you think you could beat in a fight? Franny? Freddie?

9. tell us 2 truths and a lie, we’ll try to guess the lie!

I love seafood

I have a pizza addiction

I once ate a giant container of chocolate covered cherries and then puked them back up

10. do you have a pet(s). if so how did they get their name? I have one adorable kitty named Savvy. She is a rescue, and that was what they named her at the shelter. She had already had the name for over a year so I didn't want to confuse her.

11. show us a meme (or picture) that captures your essence

12. whats your typical coffee / tea / beverage order? depends where I am, really. I get different stuff just about every time. But I love a good chai latte.

13. use a song to describe the last 5 years of your life?

2019- I'm like a bird - Nelly Furtado

2020- Bad Day - Daniel Powter

2021- Basket Case - Green Day

2022- Every Day is a Winding Road - Sheryl Crow

2023- It's My Life - Bon Jovi

Phew! That took awhile. Tagging in some peeps to play along! @juliakayyy, @krystallouwho, @jrooc, @creepkinginc, @crossmydna, @ian-galagher, @dynamic-power, @heymrspatel, @lingy910y, @rayrayor, @such-a-barbarian

#tag game

[shoe-def1sh]

Just watching mutant mayhem again so I'm gonna take notes of my favourite quotes.

"get a girlfriend. Go to prom" - "with your rizz, not likely"

"I'm gotta get this scooter back to this beautiful charming human woman" - "woah it's like all his hormones kicled in at once"

"Maybe we could confuse this sitch with laughter" - "you're not funny enough for that dude"

"Save the beautiful humans scooter"

"he's Tokyo drifting around us"

"she said we're sus! That's not good that's not good"

"look human woman."

"it's like hulk in avengers endgame"

"who's got no rizz now"

"no. It's even better! Attack on Titan! Whosevers locker this is likes anime. I don't even know this person and they gave me more than anyone ever has"

"I need my bacon egg and cheese too"

"with the bev yurr yurr"

"I bet the cat is back. He (splinter) freaks out every time"

"and there's a cockroach riding on a turd"

"I like your vibeeeee"

"that's bad, that's very bad. For me"

"you good to drive?" - "heh hehehe. No."

"you launched me out the front of that van. that is not cool" - "I'm so sorry we had to." - "You know what, I don't accept that apology" - "yeah I'm not sorry at all not gonna lie"

"you're not being nice!" - "he'll be less nice!"

"6 in the morning police at my door"

"NO! he used my stick against me! Now he's mollywopping me"

"Does it hurt?" - "of course it hurts she's milking me!"

*I just wish I could see BTS irl"

"Mega-Milker 2000"

"broskiii"

"I bet the army will be here soon" - "well according to every Godzilla movie they'll eventually get here"

"the Mercedes e-class no!" - "that's one a prius it's okay" - "the Tesla, somebody's mad about that"

"they think we're villains." - "No worse. They think we're monsters"

"of course! Attack on Titan! Giant monsters attack and they have one weakness, on the backs of their necks!"

"we gotta get you into therapy man"

"and if you ever call me puke girl fight me. Cause I did it. WOO!"

"no. But I do have the Australian version. Crikeys"

"wait this is as friends right?" - "what-"

#tmnt #mutant mayhem spoilers #mutant mayhem #tmnt quotes

[strixcattus]

I want to make a list of everything that needs to agree with something in the time travel conlang, just to get my thoughts organized.

The guiding principle here is: Everything that might have cause to agree with something, does so. A Watsonian explanation for this would probably be something like, "there are a lot of ways time distortion could drop information or cause someone to miss it, and they would really like to know whether they're talking about their friend or an evil future version of their friend." The Doylist explanation is absolutely that I think it would be funny and fun and also I've never done any sort of agreement in a conlang before and have a lot to make up for.

The numbers this conlang inflects for are: —Singular (needs no explanation) —Monogender plural (a given group of one gender) —Multigender plural (a given group of multiple genders) —General plural (used for blanket statements that may or may not have exceptions, such as "stars give off heat" or "cats have fur")

The grammatical genders of this conlang are: —Null (always and exclusively used for 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th person) —Former (past variant of myself, you, or a familiar 3rd person entity) —Future (future variant as above) —Alternate (alternate-timeline variant with a branch point in the past) —Split (alternate-timeline version of a future variant, with a branch point in the future) —Dopple (they're not a past or future version, our lives are identical, but somehow we exist separately at the same time and I need to gender them somehow)

(The distinction between 3rd and 3.5th person can get complicated. If I'm friends with someone named, say, Alice, and her future self travels back in time to now, then regardless of whom I'm speaking to, Alice is referred to in 3rd person and future-alice as Future 3.5th. If, however... let's say Nikola Tesla. If Tesla were to time-travel to 2023, and I met him, I would refer to him in 3rd person, because he would be the only Tesla I am familiar with and the only Tesla in this time frame.

On the other hand, if my grandfather were to travel through time as a young adult, and we met in the present, I would refer to him in 3.5th person, because I already know my grandfather as someone else. However, if I did the time-travelling, and met my grandfather in the past, I'd refer to him in 3rd person, and the version of him who is my grandfather in 3.5th... unless I happened to bring my present grandfather with me, in which case my present grandfather would be referred to in 3rd person and the past version in 3.5th.

Get it? By default, the native version of a person in the current time frame is referred to in 3rd person and all interlopers in 3.5th... unless they do not exist in that time frame, in which case the one with the greatest familiarity to the speaker is referred to in 3rd and all others in 3.5th, or if the speaker is travelling with the native version of that person to their time frame (or another person native to the same time frame who also knows the person), in which their native version is referred to in 3rd and all others in 3.5th.

As a sidenote: If my young grandfather (3.5th) time-travelled to a point after his death, but within my life, I would be well within my rights to refer to him in 3.5th person, even if he is the only version of himself in the current time. Those who did not know my grandfather at his current age, but met my time-travelling grandfather, would be well within their rights to refer to him in 3rd person and my present-day grandfather in 3.5th (future gender—or alternate, if my present-day grandfather didn't do any time travel in his own life).

(I don't know what you would do if Nikola Tesla showed up in 2023 in his time machine, then took you back in time to meet his self from a few years later in that self's native time. Leave it as exercise for the reader, I guess.)

—Adjectives agree with gender of the nouns they modify, by way of suffixes. If they need to agree with multiple genders, the suffixes are stacked in a set order. They're also inflected for number and for person, because you can expect to have an adjective attached to a 1.5th, 2.5th, 3rd, 3.5th, or 4th person noun/pronoun (e.g. in 1.5th person, "the evil me").

—Adverbs agree with the verbs they modify in terms of objective tense, again by way of a suffix.

—All persons of noun and pronoun that have multiple genders inflect for gender and number.

—Verbs are conjugated first for tense in objective time, then affixes are attached (these can be prefixes or suffixes) which encode person, gender (if applicable), and subjective tense for the subject and object. The positioning of these affixes is fluid, but they each point towards the nouns they're agreeing with.

—"No tense" is a valid objective tense for a verb whose objective tense is unknown, but whose subjective tense is known. For instance, if I know I'm going to mail you a letter, but I'm not sure when in time I'll be when I do so, I can refuse to inflect the verb for tense.

—A particle (which may act as an adjective or an adverb) can be constructed to indicate objective and/or subjective time for something not normally indicated. For instance, it might be attached to the noun "his texts" to indicate that the texts have not been written yet, or that whoever "he" is hasn't written them yet, but the texts themselves exist already, or to a verb to indicate that some third party (with which it agrees in number, gender, and person) has already experienced an event which is in the future for all other players in the sentence.

Verb objective tense conjugations tend to indicate the subject's person in some way. Some objective tenses lump 1st person with 1.5th person and so on, and others distinguish between them. I haven't decided yet, but this may be dependent on the base form of the verb. Like French! But worse.

#conlang #time travel conlang #<- also to swap out once it has a name #I think I'll be making this a dedicated project so uhh expect updates maybe? #vaguely coherent rambling #I don't know if I'm confident in my conlanging skills enough to declare that a feature in a language I'm making will be #“like French but even worse” #but hey #if any conlang I can make can be “like French but worse” this would be it #maybe I should see if I can dig up my notes from when I took it in high school #just for inspiration #I feel like looking at all the conjugations might be... helpful

[agomeangelcat]

For your record of ragnork, how would the fighters react from both sides react to Jeanne winning? Also what would be some memorable interactions between her and the gods?

TW: lil violence.

Context: The God Joan faced compared her to his daughters, and asked her to smile before killing him, but before he could say the phrase Jaon just decapitated him.

Some of the Gods:

Zeus didn't expect a woman in battle, but he was acting as perverted as he was throughout the fight, and when Joan decapitated her opponent, he just stopped like: oh...shit.

Shiva didn't know whether to be angry or impressed that out of all the fighters, it was an almost completely fair fight using only swords, something like fencing. And seeing God being beheaded...it wasn't a pretty scene.

Loki just blinked with a smile, in disbelief, it was the death of a God more grotesque even if simple.

Thor, surprised that Joan can lift such a large sword, let alone kick the sword.

Buddah let out a loud "HA" because he knows that a woman killed in fire would show nothing less than fury in battle goes "What a woman!".

Hermes wonders if the warrior woman would be able to stop him, the idea of ​​her being able to keep up with him makes him curious.

Beelzebub, Simp mode on, as soon as Joan took the crucifix off her neck, Beelzebub was bright-eyed throughout the fight.

Ares was surprised by Joan's knowledge of fighting and fury, seeing her great soldier spirit, equaling that of a knightly muse.

Some of the Humans:

Sasaki, woman who can break him in half? he's in, Sasaki won't admit it but seeing Joan fight sparked something in the old samurai.

Leonidas, he's a gentleman, he just got on cheerleader mode loudly, he's proud of human women, he needs to talk to her.

Tesla, would like to have science class time with Jaon...literally to compare ancient and modern science through the eyes of someone like her.

Jack, thought a fair fight and lady, a fair lady for sure.

Interactions that would be very "Wow thats so cool":

Joan and Beelzebub would probably be "partners", I imagine something like the panels of One Punch man, Genos and Tatsumi (I don't ship them but the arts are good).

Joan being held like a cat wanting to show how badass she is, and Buddah says " Set fire to them Joan!” when she tries nothing comes out and she just says "I can't do it on command!" and Buddah goes: "She can't do it on command!"

Joan and Nostradamus are friends and he is the only one who can touch her without the armor...Apollo trying with all his might to touch her without the armor.

Imagine Joan enjoying the pampering of the modern world after suffering so much, she is full and beautiful in a white summer dress shopping, a reference to the intro of the movie Breakfast at Tiffany's and Buddah is just the one who crosses her way.

#Ror #record of ragnarok x oc #shuumatsu no valkyrie #original character #I talk too much #bad english #anon <3

[deathmetalunicorn1]

What if God killer kitty talked to Tesla as he question if there anyone that even close to see their void domain, and only one did and it's Buddha but he only got one small glimpse of what the actually looks liked and it is frightening as he sees all the eyes that they consume to be part of it

-You licked your paw free from the whipped cream Nikola had provided for you, payment for answering his questions.

-He was a curious human, even more so than other humans you had met, but you didn’t mind, especially since you got whipped cream!

-Buddha was nearby, as he was answering his own questions, about what it felt like to be enlightened, if there was any physical feeling to be felt.

-Tesla then spoke, turning to you again after writing down his notes, “Has anyone ever been able to see into your void, Y/N?”

-While in cat form, your void was inside you, only able to be seen through your eyes if you allowed it to be seen, as you know the void would drive others mad.

-Buddha flinched lightly as you turned to look up at him and he nodded, “I did, Y/N let me have a glimpse when I got curious. It was… not what I was expecting.”

-Nikola noticed the god looked a bit freaked out, but didn’t push, allowing Buddha to speak, but you spoke first, “The void is everything and nothing all at once, what Buddha saw might be completely different to what you would see, but as a human, I won’t allow it, as you would go mad.”

-Nikola did have to admit he was curious about it, but agreed with your decision.

-Buddha, after stuffing his face with whipped cream, after topping your dish off, spoke, “It was frightening. I could see nothing but darkness, then eyes- just millions of eyes, all staring back.”

-A shiver went up Nikola’s spine, hearing the description of what Buddha saw, “Eyes?”

-You licked at your nose, getting whipped cream on it, “He saw the eyes of those I have absorbed, they became one with the void, forever trapped.”

-Growing just slightly nervous, Nikola asked a bolt question, “Do you just absorb beings into your void at random? Or do you only absorb certain ones?”

-Buddha was nervous as well, which you easily sensed, finding it amusing, but soothed their worries, “I only destroy gods and beings who are corrupt, even, those who kill senselessly. They have no place in life. So don’t worry, I don’t plan on eating either of you.”

-Buddha then asked his own bold question, “Is there anyone from our world you’ve thought about absorbing.”

-You chuckled, your voice low, “A few, gods and humans both, but for the moment, I don’t feel a need to. I’m content how things are.”

-The two men gave you a nod before the questions returned to other things, like what does it feel like to change your form and for the moment, their fear diminished.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror buddha #ror nikola tesla

[throwawaydracula]

Readers. Friends. I ask you to pick up your Bibles and please do not turn to John 15:13

Greater love hath no man than to eat bugs, beg for kittens, shank a psychologist, and devote himself body and soul to a scary Romanian guy.

Again, do not turn to that chapter and verse. You have no need to, I've just outlined it for you and that is definitely what it says. You have no need to verify anything because of the bond of trust we share. You all know I would never, ever steer you wrong. Some people will tell you not to trust anonymous randos, and they are absolutely right. But I am not just any anonymous rando: I am an anonymous rando with a vision.

@draculadailybracket is running a contest to find the ultimate Sexyman of Dracula. This is no easy task. Scholars have debated this question for over a century. Nikola Tesla once put all the brilliant intellect to the test searching for the answer, only to determine it was an injured white pigeon. Dr. Sara Josephine Baker was once quoted as saying "Wash your goddamn hands right this minute. Also I'm torn between Renfield and Van Helsing, but unquestionably the sexiest person is Sister Agatha." Marie Curie, along with her husband Pierre, conducted an experiment by which the book was encased in radium in the hope something interesting would happen. It did not. Perhaps most heroically, Elijah McCoy posited the answer could only be confirmed once all the characters were properly and thoroughly lubricated.

My friends, I don't claim to have any more insight than the esteemed thinkers listed above. All I know are the facts: Thomas Bilder is a fine, fine man. He is a good, dutiful man. Not just anyone could flip off Dracula verbally and live to tell the tale.

But he is not R.M. Renfield.

Renfield (full name Royal Majesty Renfield, Roy to his innumerable friends and admirers) is a different sort of man. He doesn't have an interesting accent or ready access to wolves, it's true. But here are some things he does have:

Flies. So many flies.

A box of spiders.

The ability to summon flocks of sparrows at will, like a Disney princess.

The fortitude to eat all those sparrows, something no Disney princess to date has had the courage to do.

A deep reverence for all life, great and small.

The conviction necessary to shank his psychologist, instead of just hanging on for months thinking "I really need to switch psychologists but it's so awkward oh my god, finding a new one is a hassle, OK maybe just a few more sessions, goddamn it, how do I get out of this."

A friendly attitude toward Romanians that technically makes him more progressive in the 19th century than Tesco circa 2020.

He's like. Aged beef.

Seriously, he's a big strong energetic silver fox. I mean. You see where I'm going with this.

He is definitely good at sex is where I'm going with this.

Might be kind of awk being around him if you're menstruating, though.

Or not, if you're into that kind of thing. I know some people are, no kinkshaming here.

This is an inclusive space.

...what was I talking about again?

Oh right.

He's hot.

Hot swole sexy old rat man

Aaaaaa.

Friends, once again pick up your Bibles-- nah, actually let's pick up the Tao Te Ching for a little variety. Please do not read anything from chapter Three:

The wise therefore rule by emptying hearts and stuffing bellies with flies, spiders, and ideally also cats, by weakening ambitions except for drinking your psychologist's blood, and strengthening big sexy silver fox bones.

Again, there is absolutely no need to check for yourself. Because you, my dear reader, trust me. And because you trust me, you know I'm right about this. So please, whatever your feelings about Mr. Bilder, know that Renfield is the right choice. He deserves your vote. He deserves a kitten. And he deserves all the blood he can slurp up off the floor.

I know I can count on you to make the right choice. Thank you.

#cw: menstruation #dracula daily #td: silly stuff #i am not entirely sure what possessed me to write this #tw: menstruation #unreality

[joe9cool]

Collide-Justin Herbert-32

A/N This is fanfiction, I do not know or associate with anyone on the Chargers. You do not have permission to steal my work

Sara couldn't say anything. This went from 0-100 faster than a Tesla accelerating. Her gaze was on the ring, not wanting to look at Harry's face.

If this was 2020 she would have said yes before he even could have finished his proposal. But in the almost three years since a lot of shit went down. After their breakup, she dreamed of this moment, she would have wanted nothing more than to stomp on his heart. To get revenge,

Before she could respond, Erika came around the corner. "Look who passed his vet check." Harry jumped up, wide eyed while Sara stood up from the couch. Both of them hoped Erika didn't see anything. It looked like she didn't "What's up? What's going on?" She was carrying Eugene in his carrier. Looking confused from Sara to Harry, who jumped up quickly when she announced her arrival.

He wiped his hands on his pants. "Nothing! Just having lunch. A matter of fact Kit called, I have to be in the studio soon."

Erika smiled. "You're working on another album?" Harry was confused before he opened his mouth, she cut him off. "Of course you are! You're dedicated! Congrats on the Grammys by the way." He nodded in thanks and turned towards Sara. "We need to do this again, and maybe actually plan the event." He joked. Sara could only nod, still white as a ghost, still in shock from what happened and confusion on how he could be normal after that. He hugged her and whispered in her ear. "Please think about it." And pulled away. He hugged Erika, and with one final wave he left.

Erika waited until the door closed. Taking Eugene out of the cat enclosure he held on to him. "Okay what the hell just happened. You're white and he is just…. well not himself."

Sara ran her hands through her hair. "Erika, I don't even know how to explain what just went down." She shook her head. "Everything was normal and fine, and then…. He asked about my relationship and then he got down on one knee."

Erika's already big eyes widened. Almost cartoon-like. "What the fuck? Like he had a ring?" Sara nodded and looked down. The open box was on the floor, the ring sparkling. He must have dropped it when he was Startled. She picked it up and showed Erika, who grabbed it. "Holy shit! That's a rock! He must be serious."

"The size of the diamond doesn't matter, Erika. I don't give a fuck about a carat size. Sara stood up pacing. "Are you going to say yes?" Sara stopped and looked at her friend like she was the stupidest person alive. "What? No! We are not even together! We just hung out a couple of times and he comes out of left field? Not even 'give me another chance?' Just goes right into a marriage proposal?"

"What If he wanted to get back together? Would you say yes?" Sara couldn't answer that one. Yes Harry did hurt her, yes she hated his guts for a while, but now things were different. She wanted him back into her life. Just friends, but who knows if he was serious about changing. "I don't know." She admitted. "I'm still hung up about Justin."

Erika rolled her eyes and it made Sara think about something Harry said earlier. "Hey Erika?"

"Yes?" She was in the kitchen, still holding Eugene looking for a treat for the cat. Her back was to the Brunette

"Have you been talking to Harry behind my back?" Sara watched as Erika paused.  "What are you talking about?" She still hadn't faced her.

All of the sudden Sara's phone buzzed again. It had been buzzing the entire time Harry was talking to her before launching his proposal. She hadn't thought about it, she was too occupied, plus it was probably Heidi or Alex, or her agent.

Wanting to get rid of the annoyance before confronting Erika she went into the bedroom and saw it was Brittany.

Weird, since they haven't spoken since their fight in January. Sara felt bad, because of what her mom said.

She picked up the phone, and she wished she didn't. "Hello?"

"Sara you need to come home." Katie sounded like she had been crying. There was screaming all around. "Wait what happened?"

"Dad had a heart attack at work. His secretary found him unresponsive and they rushed him to the hospital right She paused and she let out sobs…."It doesn't look good. " —---------------------------------------------------------------

Justin was on the road.

He was going faster than usual. He had spent the night trying to figure out what to say to her. He had written a speech, but it sounded awkward and unnatural. He fell asleep around 1am and woke up at 7am. Later than he would have liked, but it was 1pm. He was almost out of Oregon. He should have taken the plane, but he wasn't in his right mind.

He was cringing, replaying the fight they had. Her cries pierced through his heart, knowing he was the cause. Justin hoped it wasn't too late, he'd do anything to make it right.

Something else was going on in his head. The fight that he had with Bosa in Vegas. When Joey said he was a two timer.

This was going to be awkward, but he had to know. Dialing Bosas number in his car he was shocked when he picked up. "What do you want?"

Justin just went straight to the point. "What did you mean when you called me a two timer? Is that supposed to imply I was cheating?"

Joey was silent and Justin thought he had hung up on him. "Hello?"

"Fuck, I'm not supposed to even tell you this. Annie told me that while she was going to confront you for standing her up at the fashion show. She ran into Taylor, who told her that you guys were still together behind her back. Apparently she had photos and tweets that you guys were spotted all around town."

Justin was seeing red. "What proof? She cornered me at the grocery store in October. I broke up with her and I haven't seen her since!" He made a mental note to cuss the blonde out. "Joey, I swear to God I never saw Taylor behind her back."

"She claims you visited her apartment after your injury. You two had sex, she tried to shove you off but you were persistent."

Justin couldn't believe what he was hearing. He had to pull over. "Joey, I did go over there. She kissed me and I ran out, I swear to God! I never did anything!"

There was another pause. "Nothing happened?" Justin shook his head. "I swear, I love Sara and I may be a lot of things but I'm not a cheater. I'm on my way home to see her. I'm sorry I flew off the handle at you."

Joey sighed. "Look man I get it, I shouldn't have said the things I did, but dude. You got to prove that what Taylor said wasn't true. You got that on top of what an ass you were, and ditching her fashion show."

Justin was exasperated. "I didn't! When I went to click on the ticket it said it was revoked and I couldn't get it!"

"Annie said you accepted it and then didn't show up."

He got back on the road, driving faster than usual. He needed to get back to Sara's. "Who said that?"

"I think it was Sara's assistant, she handles all of that shit."

At the mention of her it was like Voldemort. Justin's hands gripped the wheel even harder. "Anything else?" He spoke through gritted teeth.

"According to AnnSophie, Taylor said some really nasty things to Sara. Saying she was stupid for thinking you'd want something serious with her. Was basically implying in a rude way that she wasn't your type based on appearance. Also said she should go after Pickett since he plays for the Steelers."

Justin was trying to wrap his head around everything. "Oh my god. Joey I swear nothing happened with Taylor. Is AnnSophie with you?"

"No."

"If you see her please explain everything, that nothing she said was true?"

"What about the photos.?" Justin was still confused on that one. "I'll see if Ashley can pull them up. But I need to get back to Los Angeles as soon as possible. I still have like 6 hours left." Part of him wanted to do something irrational and access a private jet. Though he didn't know how to get access to one despite money and status.

When he and Joey hung up. He called Ashley. "What's up?"

"I need you to scope social media and find any pictures of me with Taylor or a blonde or anyone fitting that description."

"I can try, but I don't think there's anything."

"Try as hard as you can." He merged on another freeway that was a long haul but it entered California.

Justin wasn't a mushy guy, being told by past girls that he needed to be more romantic and thoughtful. He did some stuff in high school with his then girlfriend but everything else was flings and girls he didn't care about

Sara… well this was a territory that he never crossed into. His dad spoke to him about fear about falling and he thought about the times he was a total ass to Sara and the fear he felt. He had never fallen so hard and fast. As Justin hit the California traffic he wished he took the flight.  He ran through all of the possibilities of what he should even say to her. This wasn't a simple "I'm sorry.". Patrick had been right in saying this was buying a private jet fuck up.

Sara wasn't a materialistic person. Yeah she enjoyed nice things and bought them sometimes. But when it came to love she wanted the feeling of knowing when someone loved her through acts. Justin felt the tears come down his face as he thought of all of the times he made her feel like she wasn't loved. The conversation they had at his home in Oregon when she spoke of them being on unstable ground replayed in his head. All of the times he made her feel that way. Yes at that moment he was sorry. He tried to be a good person, and he didn't want to hurt anyone purposely. He broke a lot of hearts in college and beyond when he would tell girls he didn't want anything serious.

But sitting here now and truly realizing her pain and he was the cause of it. It was one of the most painful feelings he felt. Fuck this was being in love felt like right? Like truly in love where your heart was beating fast at the thought of that person.

He managed to take some resting breaks, and by the time he got to Sara's house it was 7pm. Justin didn't even stop at his place, he didn't want to waste any time.

His car went right through the gate, he entered his personal code and was grateful she didn't have it removed from the guest list. He drove up to her house and got out. He was nervous, not exactly knowing what to say after not speaking for almost three months.

Justin didn't see her car in the driveway, but it probably was in the garage. He saw Erika's though, and the thought of her being there to witness him groveling had a sour taste in his mouth. He would have to find some way to get Sara alone and explain the fashion show ticket knowledge. If she handled everything she must have told Sara he accepted it and then revoked it. Bitch.

He went up to the door, and after a quick pep talk he knocked on her door. Justin was holding his breath as he heard shuffling. The door opened, and he was faced with Erika. The redhead had a sour look on her face. "Can I help you?"

"Hi Erika." He scratched the back of his head with his good hand. Before he could open his mouth Erika cut in. "Hope your recovery is going well."

So she was keeping up with him. Weird considering she told Sara she wasn't into football and never paid attention. "Is Sara here? I need to talk to her."

She crossed her arms. "No she isn't. Aren't you supposed to be with a reporter right now?"

He narrowed his eyebrows. "I know what Taylor said, and it's a lie."

"You are so full of shit." She went to close the door. "Just like you were with the tickets to the fashion show. You were in charge of those weren't you?"

Erika paused. He got her.

"I don't know what you're talking about. She didn't want you there I was only following her orders"

She had no idea that AnnSophie was connected to Bosa. "That wasn't what I heard."

"You can believe whatever you want. But you need to know this. Sara is with Harry, and they agreed to get back together after the fashion show.

Justin felt a pang in his chest. "I don't believe that."

"There's photos of them together." He knew that. That shit tormented him when he saw them. "That doesn't mean anything though."

Erika smiled and did the Wait motion before she disappeared. She came back holding a small box. "Harry asked me to pick this up for him. Sara doesn't know, but he is going to give this to her." She opened the box, and Justin was blindsided by the sparkle of the huge diamond ring. It took him a second to recognize what it meant, but when he did he wanted to be sick. Erika shook her head. "Justin, you're too late. Sara moved on, shes happy, our group is happy, and Harry fits in better than you ever could. I suggest you move on as well. Go back to Taylor, she.will probably give you another chance

This time she slammed the door in his face. —-------------------------------------------------------------

The last time Sara was on her way to see her family there was excitement, even though it didn't end on a good note she was glad to have seen her nieces and nephew's.

This time around was totally different. Britt was a mess explaining the whole family was a mess. Alyssa was on her way with the kids. Once she hung up she filled Erika in while she was throwing clothes in a suitcase, her friend making plans for a private jet to Pittsburgh. "The plane is set at LAX. Come on, I'll drop you off. Also the car will be there to take your house." Sara nodded, still on autopilot.

Erika drove recklessly through LA traffic, and before she knew it she was LAX. She hugged her friend. "Tell everyone I said hi. I'll look after Eugene. Call me when you land. I'm praying for you." Sara nodded, tears down her face as the reality of the situation set in. Her dad, who she hasn't spoken to, and left on a bad note, was in the hospital fighting for his life. What if he was dead? What if he died while she was in the air? She couldn't wrap her head around anything. The whole flight she was nervous, pacing back and forth. She realized she forgot one of her rings to play with.

She should have just called when her mom told her about her dad during their conversation in Paris. Why did she put that off? Her dad wasn't this young man. He was in his upper 60s, having their last child in their 40s, Sara should have known that her parents couldn't live forever.

Before she knew it, a flight attendant came over to try to calm her down. She was on the verge of a panic attack.

It was 10pm Pittsburgh time when she landed. As Erika said, there was a car waiting to take her to her home. She wanted to stay with her parents. But with her sisters and the kids being there it was probably packed. The Wozniak's family home was huge, but seven kids under the age of seven. No thanks.

She texted Katie who replied that they would be over As soon as possible. Within fifteen minutes, Sara opened the door and collapsed in all of her sisters arms. After a bit and a good cry she pulled away. Sniffling, she asked. "Where's mom?"

Katie answered. "She's spending the night at the hospital. The nurses tried to kick her out but she wouldn't budge, and they figured out quickly not to argue with her." Sara laughed but then got serious. "What happened?"

Alyssa stepped in. "Mom went to visit him, take him lunch. The secretary tried to go into his office to let him know she was there but it was locked. He was working on someone's portfolio. They kept knocking, and they called security who broke down the door. He was slumped over his desk. They had to do a few rounds of CPR on him to get a weak pulse. He's hooked up to all these machines, and he's even on a ventilator. They don't know the damage when or if he wakes up."

"He will wake up." Katia cut in. "This is dad we are talking about. He's going to wake up."

Sara took everything in. She wiped her eyes and tried to make a joke. "Maybe we should talk to him about the stock market. He will wake up for that."

"Mom was already ahead of you, she was playing Live footage of wall street on her phone." The girls shared a small laugh over that. "You guys are welcome to spend the night. I'm surprised you came over this late."

They shook their heads. "We'd love to, but the kids. Theo was already freaking out about being away from Brent and he was inconsolable when I left. We just wanted to update you in person." Sara nodded. "I'll meet you guys at the hospital tomorrow."

"Visiting hours start at 9am. He's at the University of Pittsburgh." They were known for their heart issues. It would be about a thirty five minute drive. They hugged before Sara saw them leave. She set her security alarms as well as made sure her doors were locked.

She hated being alone, she should have packed up Erika and Eugene and had them come with. Maybe she should have stayed in the family home. As Sara got into her bed, she finally let exhaustion from the busy day take over.

Please God, let him be okay. She thought as sleep over took her.

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Justin was in a funk.

After his confrontation with Erika, he went home. Sitting on the couch, he wished he had some Alcohol. Going through his empty fridge and somewhat empty cabinets, he found the blueberry wine that Sara loved. Figuring it would do, he broke it open and poured himself a glass. Before he drank it he remembered he was on pain medication and that it wasn't a good idea. "Fuck." He muttered As he poured it out.

He thought about the redheads words. "Harry and Sara got back together after the fashion show

He shook his head. So his attempt was worthless. She was happy and moved on. Serves him right, he guessed. But when he thought about it. Erika said that everyone in their circle knew, so AnnSophie must have known, and since she and Joey were… well whatever they were doing… wouldn't he know as well?

So Bosa fucked him over as revenge for their fight.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He understood that while he hadn't been the greatest friend, it was still a lousy thing to set him up for the humiliation. In fact, Erika was probably on the phone with AnnSophie right after he left to laugh at how stupid he looked on their doorstep.

He grabbed his keys and ran to his car. Determined to go after his teammate again.

He drove fast to Bosa's house, and he thanked his lucky stars that he hadn't managed to get a speeding ticket. Approaching Bosa's door. He knocked hard, and after ten seconds he went even harder, his anger not registering the force of his knuckles against the wooden door.

The door opened and there was Bosa, shirtless and his long hair wet from the shower most likely. "Hey Justin."

"You fucking prick." With his good hand, he shoved Bosa hard to make him stumble. Confused Joey's eyes narrowed. "What the fuck is your problem?"

"Joseph who is it?" They looked to see AnnSophie Bouncing down the stairs in one of Joey's St. Thomas's shirts, hair wet as well. She looked at Joey's confused face and Justin's angry one. "Hey what's going on?"

Justin walked past Joey and went over to the blonde, towering over her. "You think you're funny setting me up like this huh? You-"

Joey was next to him in a flash. "You say one more word and I'll make sure you need surgery on your good arm I don't give a fuck if you're my quarterback." Joey was glaring at him hard

AnnSophie put her hand on his chest. Knowing her friend was a hot head. "Joey back off." He looked over at her and took a few steps back but still kept his eye on Justin. Her attention turned back to him. "What on earth are you talking about?"

He shook his head. "Sara and Harry are back together and you didn't think to tell me that important information before I showed up at her doorstep?"

AnnSophie shook her head. "Justin, you saw the photos of them at lunch. It was just friendly. Sara swore she would never take him back."

"Really? Then why did Harry pick up an engagement ring for her?"

Joey's eyes widened. "Wait what?" He looked at AnnSophie. "Did you know this?"

AnnSophie shook her head. "No, but she would have told me this? Did she tell you herself?"

Justin shook his head. "No, but Erika did. He had her pick up the ring. She showed me everything."

At the mention of her name, AnnSophie sucked in a deep breath. "She told you that?" It was her turn to get mad. She held up her finger. "One moment please." She went back upstairs.

Justin, feeling awkward, sat down on the sofa, Joey followed suit and sat on the other side. After a few moments of silence Justin spoke. "Hey man I'm sorry I keep assaulting you."

Joey huffed. "I think I'm just shocked. I didn't know you had it in you." Justin smiled at that. "I guess I'm rubbing off on you." He looked up to find his older teammate smiling. "Yeah I guess."

"You really love her don't you?" Justin nodded. "I do, I can't live without her. I hate myself for even trying to get a second chance. But I can't let her go without a fight." Joey nodded. "You just have to show her you're worthy." Justin smiled sadly. "I'm afraid I'm a little too late for that."

"I knew it! The lying bitch!" They both got up to see AnnSophie running down the stairs, holding her phone in her hand. "I just got off the phone with Erika. I just asked her if she and Harry were back together, and she said no. However, Sara told her that Harry was over and told her he loved her and asked her to marry him. Sara was too stunned to say anything, but she told Erika she thought about getting back together with him."

Justin let out a sigh of relief he didn't know he was holding. "Why would Erika tell me that?"

"She probably hates your guts and thinks you don't have anyone on your side." Justin looked at AnnSophie. "Are you on my side?"

She sighed. "I wasn't, I thought you were the biggest scum of the earth. Joseph told me about your conversation while you were on your way back here."

Justin had some hope. "And?"

"I don't know what to think. I understand that you felt your privacy was violated, but hers was too. And yet you still thought she wasn't innocent in this. If you had just given her a chance to explain yourself you wouldn't be in this damn mess."

He nodded. "I know."

"Another thing, you want her back, but that comes with fame. You got to accept all of her and what comes with this. The good, the bad, and the ugly. Whether you like it or not there are times you're going to be front page. People will disrespect your relationship, have an opinion on what you should and shouldn't do. People will tell lies for a chicken wing to these blogs. Do you understand?"

Justin didn't even hesitate. "I should have just let it play out." He admitted. "Do you know where she is?"

AnnSophie sighed once again. "That's another thing. She's on her way to Pittsburgh, her dad had a bad heart attack, and she's there with family. She will probably be gone a while before Filming starts in late May."

He didn't want to wait. He needed to go see her. " I have to go see her." He got up. But Joey stopped him. "Dude i dont think that's a good idea. ."

"I'll get you on a private jet in the afternoon tomorrow." The guys looked at the blonde and she smiled. "You're lucky you know an international supermodel Herb. I'll get you on a plane as soon as one becomes available."

"Thank you." Justin breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to waste any time. She needed to hear him out, she needed to know how sorry he was. It couldn't wait til May.

They all sat there for a little while, before Justin took in the couple's appearance. "Was I interrupting something?" He smirked

Joey rolled his eyes. "I liked you better when you were quiet." He laughed and AnnSophie giggled. "No, we went for a run, then we showered in different bathrooms. Justin looked at Joey while her back was turned and he nodded sadly to confirm her story. "We're just friends" She stated. That looked like a punch to Bosa's gut.

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Sara hated hospitals.

There were more bad experiences than good for her family. Her dad's parents died in the hospital.  She was hospitalized for her suicidal thoughts, which resulted in being forced to go to a therapist approved by said hospital, and force of taking pills. Then she was hospitalized for passing out in college. Simple dehydration and low blood sugar. When she was a teen, she fell down the long staircase and broke her wrist, along with a nice concussion.

But there were good moments, each one of her nieces and nephew's were born in the hospital. She remembered flying out to Chicago where Brent played at the time to see baby Theo, then in St. Louis last summer to see Kenzie and so on and so on.

But being in the Intensive Care Unit, it was a whole different monster. There were only three visitors allowed. So they each took turns. Cathy didn't leave her husband's side, so it was Katie and Brittney, then Alyssa and Sara. The husband's (except Brent) were back at the home with the kids.

Sara met her sisters for breakfast before heading up to the hospital. They needed food and no one liked hospital food. As they all spoke Sara noticed that Brittney was being quiet, only speaking if Katie or Alyssa spoke directly to her. She knew they didn't end on a good note, but Jeez, this was bigger than any fight they have had. Growing up Sara and her sisters had gotten into many fights, sometimes being physical, but they always worked out because well, they are sisters.

It wasn't until they departed to their cars that Brittney pulled Sara aside in the parking lot "Can we talk?" They looked over to see the other girls' cars turn out of the parking lot on the busy street. "Sure."

They walked by Sara's car, and just like her, Brittney played with her wedding rings as her hands rested on her pregnant bump. "Mom told me what you talked about while you were in France." Sara groaned. "Damn it mom"

"I'm glad she told me. Because I just wanted to apologize. In fact I should have when you came from the hospital after you alm-" Brittney sniffled. "All of us have taken you for granted, and I just.. mom was right, you are braver than all of us. The article, what you went through so publicly with Harry and now this."

Sara nodded. "Thank you."

"You don't have to answer this, but mom told us a little bit of what's going on… Justin thought you purposely put out the rumor?" Sara nodded. "Yep."

"He's an ass. I understood why you didn't say anything, but I think we all knew the way Alyssa said you spoke about him at Thanksgiving. You were crazy about him." She nodded. "I still love him, I know how much pain he caused.. but I think of all of the good times you know?" Brittney nodded. After a few more minutes of chatting, they got in their cars and made the half an hour drive to Pittsburgh's best hospital. Sara had on a baseball cap, sunglasses and her mask. While Gibsonia was a small town where everyone respected privacy, Pittsburgh was a whole different realm. She was well known and someone would question seeing her outside of the hospital.

When they entered through the main entrance, Katie walked up to them. "Uncle George and Aunt Willa are here." Of fucking course. They had to come, Sara should have expected it, but still. Why couldn't it be anyone on her moms side? Of course, they were in Philadelphia, no sense in coming over, they didn't have the money as the Wozniak's did. They were also stubborn and refused handouts.

They went to the hospital waiting area where Willa and George were. George was in a suit, and his wife looked ridiculous in a black business dress donned with expensive pearls. "Hello Sara, surprised you made since you don't seem to care about this family."

She wanted to start an argument, but Sara wasn't going to allow it. "Hi Aunt Willa, Uncle George. Thank you so much for coming. Family is really needed at this time." George nodded while Willa scowled, not expecting the cordial response. Since Cathy was up in Mike's hospital room George and Willa went first, the girls hoping that there was no drama In the room since Cathy and Willa didn't get along, especially after Thanksgiving.

Sara was on her phone while passing the time. She should have packed a hospital bag, as she found herself looking for a snack. Deciding to scope out the vending machines, she asked her sisters if they wanted anything. She had never been so grateful that they started accepting debit cards.

She didn't realize while she was vending the snacks, her mask had been pulled down, and that there were two people staring at her. "Excuse me?" Sara looked over and saw two girls who were about her age smiling. "I'm so sorry, but we just noticed you and we are such big fans. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity!" Sara smiled, she really didn't want to reject them, but they asked for a photo. "If I let you take a photo will you not say that I'm in the hospital? I'm visiting a family member and I want to keep their privacy."

They nodded enthusiastically, and she hoped that they were staying true to their word. They took the selfie, and once they walked away she put her mask back up. Heading towards her sisters, she handed out the snacks, and Alyssa said that it was their turn to go up. She took a deep breath and they went on the elevator, this was the first time that she would be seeing her father this way.

Nothing could prepare her for this as she walked into the room. She broke down as she saw her dad lying in the bed, tubes and wires hooked up to him. He looked pale, as if he was already deceased. Sara couldn't register what was happening before her mother wrapped her arms around her. "I should have just called." She sobbed into the older woman's arms. "Oh honey it's not your fault."

"What If dad doesn't wake up? What if he-?"

"Sara Christine, we are not thinking that way. Only positive thoughts." Sara was sure her mom was trying to convince herself more than anyone. Truth be told Mike wasn't living the healthiest of lifestyles. He loved Cigars, worked himself to death, and was constantly under stress. She knew her family didn't want to admit it, but they were all surprised that this didn't happen sooner. She could remember the countless arguments growing up. At one point her mom threatened to leave, but it never happened. When Sara was in high school she asked her mom why she never followed through. All she could say was

"You will understand when you're in love."

And that's what happened with Justin, she did more for him than he ever did for her. Sara broke from her thoughts, now was not the time to think about him. She was sure he never thought about her —-----------------------‐—-------------------------------

"Mom, you need to go home, get some rest. You've been here since dad arrived." Cathy shook her head, she came down to the lobby to get some food. Her daughters wouldn't allow her to go back up. "I need to be here. What if something happens?"

"Then keep your phone up, and if they call we will be up here first thing." Katie reasoned. Sara chimed in. "Mom, you need a bed. If you want, you can stay by me. I'm closer." It was only by a few miles but it gave her mother and them a piece of mind.

They went back and forth for ten minutes before Cathy agreed to stay with Sara for the night. Brittney was going to pack an overnight bag for her. It was around 9pm when they left the hospital. It was pouring rain and visibility was shit. So Sara was driving slow with Cathy. After some silence Cathy broke it. "Thank you for offering your place. I didn't want to go home with all of the kids."

Sara smiled. "I figured. I love those rascals, but wow seven kids is a hassle. Thanksgiving was a nightmare."

Cathy sighed. "I'm sorry for leaving you out of things. For thinking that because you're single you're a babysitter."

Sara reached over and grabbed her moms hand. Squeezing it, she said. "Let's not dwell on the past. Let's just focus on dad."

Cathy nodded. The pulled up outside the family home where Brittney ran outside. Handing over the bag. "The kids know you're here." Sara looked and saw the little faces peeking through her old bedroom window. "Charlie wants to come with you. He's begging Katie."

As much as she wanted to see them. "Let's have mom have her peace. I'll see them tomorrow. I'll stop by." Brittney nodded before running back, already soaked from the downpour.

Sara turned on the radio on the way back to her home. "Sara, be careful, you need to focus in this weather."

She rolled her eyes. "Mom I've been driving for ten years. I drove through the blizzard, remember?"

"I could still kill you for that. I don't understand why you felt like you needed to go into the city for that concert."

"First of all it was Panic at the Disco, second the weather wasn't like that when I left. Third, there were no hotels at that time of day. Sara turned the radio to an old station and it was at the end of "It's now or ever by Elvis Presley. Coincidentally it was her dad's favorite artist. "Remember for his 60th we went to Graceland?" Cathy smiled.

Sara turned down her street, seeing  the familiar cul de sac that her house was on in the distance. It looked like there was a figure in her driveway but she couldn't see.

It's now or never Come hold me tight Kiss me my darling Be mine tonight Tomorrow will be too late It's now or never My love won't wait.

Sara looked over to see her mom crying. "Oh mom. It will be alright, dad will be okay." She reached in her middle console for a tissue, taking her eyes off the side street as she was preparing to turn into her driveway

It's now or never My love won't wait

"SARA WATCH OUT!" Cathy screamed as Sara slammed on her brakes. Right infront of the lights of the car was a male figure, the same one she saw in the distance. She squinted trying to see him and she gasped, her mouth opened and frozen in shock

Standing in front of her headlights was the last person she thought she would see.

Tall, thin, and soaked

It was Justin.

MY LOVE WON'T WAIT

A/N: Reunited at last btw. The last scene was inspired by this scene https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WH5AOrKAHhE  Just a beautiful scene with the music. Enjoy everyone! and thank you for reading!

#justin herbert #Alexa writes collide #NFL imagine #Los Angeles Chargers

[sword-dad-fukuzawa]

got an ask on curious cat and wanted to crosspost it here because it's trigun meta!

hihi, really really loved your thread on knives/vash and the masks they wear. it was an insightful read and i admire your grasp on vash and knives' characters! (your post-trimax kv fic is also one of my favs in this fandom, GREAT shit right there) i would be curious to hear your thoughts on vash and how he experiences/deals with his trauma in trimax (PTSD/C-PTSD, rem and tesla, guilt from the big fall, the separation between him and knives, aftermath from the July/fifth moon incidents, plant body horror and all that jazz) i know there's a lot sjdfksjh you don't have to touch on all of those points but only if ur interested ofc!

HELLO. I REALIZE YOU SENT THIS TWO WEEKS AGO. IIII UHHH FORGOT I EVEN HAD A CURIOUS CAT SKNFDKLMFKDSSD HI, SORRY!!

thanks! i'm glad you enjoyed the meta and the fic!! seriously i think i blacked out while writing "we've got to get back to that stinking garden," i was so ill about them. still am. 

anyway. trauma, huh? i think i usually gloss over talking about vash's trauma only because it feels so clear to me. knives's is so easily misinterpreted for the purposes of lambasting him or woobifying him but vash wears all that pain on his sleeve. uh. literally. because of the. the arm thing. but the way he deals with it is so!! it's /so./ 

short answer: he runs away. all the time. 

long answer: it's his coolest thematic motif because his name is "the stampede," right, a horde of animals sprinting for their fuckin lives because something behind them spooked them so bad they're going to trample everything in their path just to get away. and occasionally, when he feels he /really really has to,/ because of a sense of sheer responsibility, he runs toward the Bad Things. said bad thing is usually knives because vash believes that his brother is inherently his responsibility, and also all the guilt from the big fall. that's trauma, as you mentioned, that manifests over and over again as soul-wrenching guilt. 

the reason vash fashions himself into gunsmoke's friendly neighborhood jesus figure is because he's tortured by that guilt, especially in stampede, because of that lil addition the writers made to the canon: that vash is partially responsible for letting his brother Commit Atrocities. and that's something that clearly drives him batshit insane. how can he laugh when the suffering of a whole planet sits partially on his shoulders? how can he eat when they're starving? how dare he /not/ be their meat shield over and over again when he's the reason they need one in the first place? 

his trauma drives him to atone for a sin that can't really be atoned for and can't really be ascribed solely to him. he was, of course, 1 year old (mentally ~6?) when he helped knives perpetuate the fall. it's an impossible, Sisyphean endeavor, but because he's functionally immortal and never /really/ had a chance to grow up properly, he's going to fuckin try. 

mf i'm running out of characters here this is evil!! anyway. i think his guilt about rem is why he develops such an, uh, oedipus complex about her that has even wolfwood thinking he's talking about a dead girlfriend. and i think with tesla he just. put her out of his mind. how the fuck do you even begin to cope with a sister dismembered and brutally killed, a sister kept in a jar, a sister you never knew you had or got the chance to love. i think vash just avoids it. it's too big, the ramifications too Much, when all he wants to do is move on and live his life. 

(in contrast, nai is forever stuck in that room, in that horrifying moment. he can't escape it even as vash runs and runs and runs away.)

The same thing happens post-July. Post-fifth moon. Vash sees the horror he’s wrought (that knives has wrought) and goes. Fuck this shit i’m outta here. Fight or flight more like flight or flight even fuckin faster amirite. But knives always catches up to him in the end, is the thing—nai is the physical symbol of his trauma, the narrative vehicle for vash’s pain. He is everything that has traumatized vash made flesh. It’s part of what makes every fight between the two so gripping, imo. By overcoming knives, by putting his brother in the ground, that’s him trying to atone and appease the guilt. This is vash overcoming his trauma. Trying to, anyway. 

Which is what also makes the ending of trimax so. So utterly vash. Because he says fuck this there’s another way, and it happens in a split second when he has to decide if he really and truly wants his brother dead. His trauma!! Does he want to overcome it like this!! With violence and blood and the corpse of nai rotting in the ground!! 

No. the answer’s no. 

He saves knives. He declares that even though nai has done all of these things to him, he still doesn’t have it in him to kill his brother. And that’s a way of coping with trauma, too, isn’t it? The declaration that you won’t let it rule you. Won’t let it dictate what you do anymore, how you live your life. It makes me so, so fuckin emotional ;-; 

Anyway, thanks for the ask! Didn’t touch on the plant body horror as much because i haven’t. Uh. read enough of trimax to properly talk about all that. My reading order is a little unhinged. Hope it satisfied regardless <3

#trigun stampede #trigun maximum #trigun meta #vash the stampede

[commander-gloryforge]

staring any game and experiencing the story for the first time is always fun but with ffxiv it hits different like. i have never in my life seen any talk about the story of this game online beyond “it’s one of the best mmo story out there” and “a realm reborn is really slow and boring”. never have i perceived any of the (assumably) 13 games that come before it, nor any of the ones that come after it in the series.

i just hit level 15 in the main quest and have no idea who and what’s important, and i got jumpscared by a cutscene about some sci fi army and their emo spaceships or whatever after having spent hours getting used to this beautiful fantasy forest. i also saw someone use a tesla looking ass mount running over various squirrels, and i’m really struggling to comprehend the setting of this entire game.

five years ago, some big event happened, and also fifteen years ago, and apparently 50 years ago something happened as well. but the one five years ago is the most important. i think. it was really bad and a lot of people died and the land is still healing and a lot of people died, and everyone needs to tell me this because apparently i didn’t know, even though a lot of people died and the land is still healing. perhaps just a few many people died, and just a small part of the land requires healing, i don’t know yet.

i am going to become a warrior of light, because everyone keeps saying “you’re just like a warrior of light. lol just kidding.”

there are a lot of expansions. what will they even be about. what’s anything about, actually. the only reoccurring character i’ve seen online is some red haired cat boy(?) and that’s all.

like i’m really really intrigued and want to go into the story as much as possible but also what the fuck is happening at any point in time.

#dios wisdom #ffxiv