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mdemontespan1667 · 2 years

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DIRT ROAD HONEY

DARK SHANE WALSH X READER

DARK RICK GRIMES AND READER

SUMMARY: YOUR THANKSGIVING BREAK GETS INTERRUPTED

WARNINGS: NON-CON/VAGINAL SEX/ORAL SEX (MALE RECEIVING)/SLAPPING/CHOKING/CHEATING(RICK)/RECKLESS USE OF A FIREARM/GIGANTIC ABUSE OF AUTHORITY/HANDCUFFS/PROFANITY/FORCED ORGASM/NON -CON

(I'VE HAD THIS HALF WRITTEN IN MY GOOGLE DOCS FOR ABOUT 2 MONTHS. IT VERY SIMILAR TO "THE TROUBLE WITH COYOTES" BUT THIS FIC JUST WOULDN'T LEAVE ME ALONE. SO, FOR BETTER OR WORSE, HERE IT IS. I APOLOGIZE FOR ANY MISTAKES. I WANTED TO GET IT OUT OF MY SYSTEM SO I COULD MOVE ON LOL.

“You need help with that Darlin? Hose looks a bit big for you.”

It never fucking failed.

Every time you filled up your bright, fiery orange ‘72 Chevelle some wannabe Alpha male had to make some sexist comment.

It wasn’t your fault the designers had put the damn fuel cap under the license plate.

And it certainly wasn’t your fault you had to bend over to keep the nozzle from falling out.

Nor was it in any way your fault that you occasionally might over exaggerate how far you had to bend over, especially like today, when you were wearing tight, frayed jeans and a wide neck off the shoulder teal sweatshirt.

“I’m fine.”

“Oh yeah,” he whistled, “You are most definitely fine.”

The pump kicked off.

You put the nozzle back, securing the gas cap before facing the latest offender.

He was tall, rough cut facial features with a mop of short, dark curls.

You made a show of pushing down your sunglasses as you blatantly checked out the rest.

Wide chest and muscle corded arms encased in a tight black t shirt.

Tan cuffed cargo pants sat high on his tapered waist.

Well.

Nothing wrong with that either.

You licked your lips, hand propped on your hip.

“I bet you say that to all the girls.”

Your voice dripped, saccharine sweet.

“No, it ain’t like that.”

His knuckles brushed along your upper arm.

“You are hands down, the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Snorting, you batted his hand away.

“Bullshit. That line might work on your little dirt road honey’s but..” You slid your oversized tortoise shell Ray-Ban’s back in place, “It’s not working on me.”

You pushed past him, strutting toward the tiny attached convenience store.

God, it was so easy winding men up.

Fun too.

They were so damn transparent.

And, despite how you’d coldly dismissed him, you knew, KNEW, he’d be jacking off later thinking about you.

Not because you were devastatingly beautiful or had a killer body.

In those categories you ranked a solid average.

What you did have was confidence with a capital fucking C.

Own every room you walked into, all eyes on you, smart as hell, know your worth, every woman wants to be you, every man wants to fuck you, (and woman, let’s not be coy here, you knew damn good and well your face would be buried between Ivy’s lush thighs at some point this weekend, you were all about equal opportunity), bone deep confidence.

It’s what had gotten you through Grad school and later your Doctorate in Mathematical Engineering.

The rusty bell above the worn metal screen door dinged, announcing your arrival.

You took your time perusing the limited snack aisle, selecting a bag of Funyuns and a fountain Pepsi, flicking the straw provocatively, making sure to flash a little cleavage at the old guy working the register.

Back at your car you checked your phone.

“No service. Fucking wonderful.”

When your best friend had proposed a quick getaway to celebrate your latest promotion you’d been expecting sun, sand and endless Mai Tai’s, not a rustic cabin on some forgotten lake in rural Georgia.

You waved your phone around trying to find a signal.

“Ain’t gonna work.”

Oh lord, not him again.

“Why not?” you huffed.

“We’re in the middle of a deadzone Darlin’.”

“Lovely.”

You took off your sunglasses, resisting the urge to throw them at the odious man.

“How the hell am I supposed to find that goddamn cabin without my phone?”

“What cabin are you looking for, girl?”

Your eyes narrowed at the nickname.

“Some stupid fucking cabin on some stupid fcuking lake off of some stupid fucking Bob’s road!”

The octaves rose with each word until you were practically yelling.

“Bob’s Road?”

Oh shit. Probably shouldn’t have shared that with the entire gas station.

“Uh, yeah.”

You pulled a piece of paper from your back pocket.

“732 Bob’s Road, Lake Horton.”

He chuckled.

“That’s Bob Schermer’s place. I can give you directions.”

The setting sun sketched him in shadows.

A kernel of unease settled in your gut.

Jesus, get a grip. This isn’t Deliverance.

“That, uh, that’d be great.”

He smiled, teeth showing.

It reminded you of a predator sizing up his next meal.

“So you’re gonna take a left outta here on’ta Highway 92. Just keep going North for about an hour and a half, maybe two. You’ll take a right at white mailbox. If you see the “Jesus Saves” sign you’ve gone too far. Go about three miles then turn left. Cabin will be on the left.”

“Two hours?”

You exhaled dramatically.

“Fucking great.”Dropping into the driver's seat you cranked the ignition, the Chevelle’s 454 V-8 rumbling to life.

“Thanks.”

“My pleasure.”

Another unnerving smile.

The hair on your arms prickled.

“You be real careful on those back roads. It gets awful dark out here.”

“Uh, yeah, sure.”

With a curt nod, you revved the engine, throwing gravel in your wake.

They like to get you in a compromising position

Well, they like to get you there and smile in your face

Yeah, they think they’re so cute when they get you in that condition

But i think its a total disgrace

And I say

I fight authority, authority always wins

Well, I fight authority, authority always wins

Well, I’ve been doing it since I was a young kid

And I come out grinnin’

Well, I fight authority, authority always wins

You cranked up the volume on your after-market stereo singing along to your Spotify road trip playlist.

Jesus fucking tits, the guy was right, it was dark.

Not like the dark you had grown up in.

A pale shimmer had blanketed San Diego from sundown to sunup.

The light from a full moon helped soften the inky landscape, a little.

God only knew what might be hiding out there, watching, just waiting for the perfect moment to…

FUCK!

You slammed on your brakes.

Was that a white mailbox?

Turning the volume down so you could see, you dropped the transmission in reverse, taillights casting an unsettling glow.

You sighed in relief at the sight of the pock marked mailbox.

Shifting to First, you swung off the HIghway to a narrow gravel road.

I swear to God, I’m never, ever letting Ivy pick a destination again. After this she’ll be lucky if I let her pick a restur….”

WHOOP WHOOP WHOOP

Red and blue flashing lights blazed in your rearview mirror.

What the fuck?

Where the hell did he come from?

You hadn’t seen another vehicle since you left town.

“License and Registration.”

You jumped, startled.

“License and Registration.”

“Yeah, Yeah, I heard you the first time.”

You reached across the seat digging the items from your bag.

“What am I….Oh my God, you can’t be serious.”

Leaning in your window, now attired in a shit brown Sheriffs uniform and matching baseball cap, was the man from the gas station.

“I’m gonna need you to exit the vehicle, ma’am.”

Something was off.

“Why? I didn’t do anything. I wasn’t speeding.”

“Please step out of the vehicle.”

“Oh for fucks sake.”

Climbing out, you glared at him, arms crossed.

“Ma’am, you were driving erratically. I detect the smell of alcohol on you. That gives me probable cause to search your vehicle.”

Ducking, he rummaged through your car, dumping your purse and overnight bag, scattering the contents.

“Well, look what I found,” he announced, producing a half drank pint of cheap vodka.”

“That’s not mine. I don’t even drink vodka. You..you put that there..I’m not.”

‘Hey, Shane, taillight’s busted out too.”

In total disbelief you watched another officer bash the red plastic with his boot.

“What the hell!” you hollered, charging toward the other, leaner built man, “You can’t fucking do that…”

Grabbing your elbow, Shane swung you back, jerking you off your feet.

You stumbled, arms pinwheeling.

You bumped into him, knocking his hat to the ground.

“Woah, woah, Sweetheart, now that’s assaulting a police officer.”

“No…wait..I…”

He placed one steel cuff on your wrist, tugging the other behind your back.

Twisting, you wrested your arm free.

WHAM

Shane slammed you face first onto the hood of your car.

Wrenching your arm, he secured it in the cuffs.

Hauling you up he snickered.

“Guess we’re adding resisting arrest to the list.”

He paused, eyes crawling along your form.

“Unless you want to work out a little private restitution.”

“Are you fucking kidding me,” you laughed, “What? You can’t get a piece of ass like a normal guy? Let me guess? Can’t get it up? Two pump chump? Or..”

CLICK

“Ought to be polite to a man with a gun.”

Shane’s partner pressed the gun barrel to your temple.

“Only common sense.”

“Oh shit,” you rasped, “yeah, okay, what..whatever you want.”

Shane unzipped his pants, stroking his cock.

“On your knees.”

You knelt down as best you could.

“Doesn’t she look pretty like this Rick?” he called to his friend.

“Open wide. Let’s see if you suck dick as good as you mouth off.”

Gun still aimed at your head, your mouth fell open.

Shane gripped the back of your head.

Viciously, he shoved his cock to the hilt, your nose nestling in his pubic hair.

You gagged, trying to draw back but he was too strong.

Holding you steady he languidly fucked your throat, his cock cutting off your air.

Tears poured down your cheeks.

“Maybe next time you’ll show a little respect Darlin’”

Time stood still.

Shane rammed his cock down your throat over and over and over again, both hands keeping you in place.

Eventually he came, warm, sticky cum filling your mouth.

Finished, he pushed you away.

He bent down to your level.

“That wasn’t so bad now was…”

You spit on him, mixed saliva and cum dripping from his chin.

“You’re done!” you shrieked, “Both of you! I’ll own the fucking Cook County Sheriff’s when I’m through! You limp dick bastards won’t be able to….”

SMACK

You reeled from Rick’s backhanded slap.

“I don’t think she’s learned her lesson yet, brother.”

Shane wiped his face.

“I guess we’ll just have to keep teaching.”

Tugging you to your feet, Rick threw you on the hood, upper body jarring from the impact, cheek thumping the cold metal.

He tore off your boots then ripped your jeans and underwear off, kicking your legs apart.

“Don’t touch me, you fucking piece of shit!” you bellowed.

Shane stuffed your thong in your mouth, ending your tirade, his hand splayed between your shoulder blades, pining you to the hood.

“You talk to fucking much,” he snarled.

Panic took hold when you felt Rick’s cock brush against your slit.

Rick spit on your inner lips.

You screamed behind the gag, your dry cunt unprepared, as he plunged in.

He was bigger than Shane, your walls straining to accommodate him, every thrust carrying fresh agony.

Rick snapped his hips quicker, zipper chafing your tender skin.

Sobbing softly, you closed your eyes, vainly wishing this was just a dream.

“Fuck. Haven’t been in a pussy this tight since before I married Lori.”

“Just hurry up, man. I want another turn.”

Your eyes flew open to see Shane palming his newly hardening length.

Rick’s movements became stilted, hips pumping wildly with his orgasm.

Pulling out, he motioned to your prone body.

“Batter up.”

The two men switched places.

Gritting your teeth, you waited.

Instead of Shane’s cock, his fingers gently probed your battered cunt.

You jolted at the swipe of his thumb across your clit.

Deftly he worked you, circling your nub, slick coating his hand.

Shame and disgust gnawed in your brain at your body’s natural reaction.

He draped his large frame over yours.

“You love this, don’t ya.”

You shook your head frantically.

“Knew you would. Way you showed your ass, flashed your tits at Charlie. Damn near gave the old man a stroke.”

Shane applied more pressure, eliciting a series of muffled moans.

“Hear that Rick? Slut loves this.”

Your pelvis rocked against his swirling digits.

He pinched your clit,sending you over the edge, streaks of lightning fraying your nerves.

Shane wasted no time in slipping inside.

You keened at the intrusion, channel swollen and bruised from Rick.

WHACK

He left a heated handprint on your ass.

Grasping your hips, he pounded your cunt feverishly, your juices and Rick’s cum easing his way.

All out of tears, you stared into the darkness.

Shane rode you cruelly, your legs growing numb.

His breathing hitched, hips faltering.

He came with a grunt, grinding into you.

Almost tenderly, he released the cuffs, holding you upright, removing the gag.

Trembling, you shimmied your jeans up.

“Hey.”

Nearly catatonic, you barely registered him speaking.

SMACK

“Listen to me.”

You tried to focus, terrified it wasn’t over.

“Rick and me? We got your ID. We know where you live.”

Blinking, his threat set in.

“You tell anyone, we’ll find you.”

“I..I won’t tell…never tell..” you stammered.

“Good girl.”

The two men sauntered to their cruiser.

“Thanks for your cooperation ma’am,” Shane taunted as they drove away.

Crawling into the driver’s seat, you clutched your phone.

“911. What is your emergency?”

“I need,” you sat up straight, “I need to report an assault.”

Shane and Rick were about to find out they had fucked with the wrong woman.

Authority Song

John Mellencamp

1983

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fogwitchoftheevermore · 9 months

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i'm going on a VERY fun rabbit hole with this life series/hermitcraft/empires blaseball au thing, so have the next installment, the hermit blaseball au! this one is a lot easier to understand if you don't know anything about blaseball, because this is Much more "i've just put them into the plot of blaseball, they're just hanging out in there". my empires blaseball au can be found here, and the third life blaseball au will be linked here one i finish writing that up.

also, a few of my choices for teams i am not... particularly confident about (namely xisuma, bdubs, hypno, and tango) so if you have a better suggestion for them please pitch it.

Grian: Batter for the LA Unlimited Tacos

Scar: Batter for the Miami Dale

Mumbo: Batter for the New York Millennials, Siphon

Cleo: Pitcher for the Kansas City Breath Mints

Ren: Batter and team captain for the San Fransisco Lovers, Charm

Bdubs: Batter for the Hawai’i Fridays

Impulse: Batter for the Hellmouth Sunbeams

Pearl: Pitcher for the Houston Spies, Precognition

Gem: Pitcher for the Kansas City Breath Mints

Xisuma: Pitcher for the Philly Pies

Evil X: Pitcher for the Hades Tigers

Wels: Batter for the San Fransisco Lovers

Hels: Batter for the Baltimore Crabs

Hypno: Batter for the Mexico City Wild Wings

XB: Batter for the Atlantis Georgias

Beef: Pitcher for the Dallas Steaks

Keralis: Batter for the Core Mechanics

Joe: Pitcher for the Kansas City Breath Mints, later batter for the Seattle Garages

TFC: Coach of the Ohio Worms

Doc: Pitcher for the Core Mechanics

Jevin: Batter for the Charleston Shoe Thieves, Flinch, later rerolled into Reverberating

False: Pitcher for the Tokyo Lift

Stress: Batter for the Tokyo Lift

Iskall: Batter for the Breckenridge Jazz Hands

Tango: Pitcher for the Chicago Firefighters, Fire Eater

Cub: Batter for the Charleston Shoe Thieves, got Flinch from fighting god and got it rerolled into Debt

Etho: Pitcher for the Canada Moist Talkers

Zedaph: Pitcher for the Yellowstone Magic

Wormman: Pitcher for the Ohio Worms

This AU is, even more so than the Empires part of this AU, just me shoving the Hermits into the Blaseball universe and letting it happen.

The only people who are even sort of replacing an actual Blaseball player are Cleo, Joe, and Gem.

Cleo is our Jaylen. She pitches for the Kansas City Breath Mints, and is the best pitcher in the league, and when the Forbidden Book opens, she dies. Her intended replacement is False Symmetry II, aka Empires!False, but when the Forbidden Book is opened in the Empires, Hermitcraft, and Life Series universes all at once, everything gets a little muddled, and everyone comes out of it a little muddled. The biggest change is that Cleo is instead replaced by Gemini Tay, the newly generated player from the Empires world who was meant to replace Xornoth.

When she is resurrected at the end of season 6, Joe goes into the Shadows in exchange. Within a few seasons, he is able to leave the Shadows and bats for the Breath Mints for about a season, afterwards he is transferred to the Seattle Garages, where he stays. I am not putting him back in the Shadows because it makes me kind of sad.

Cub and Jevin are both players for the Thieves, so they get cursed as a result of the boss fight against the Shelled One. We will resolve that later. Hels, despite being on the Crabs, does not get cursed, because he doesn’t join the Crabs until after they return from ascension.

Other than that, the Hermits are just sort of Existing in the world of Blaseball. Evil X and Hels are both created in similar ways to Evil Twin and Bontgomery Mullock, which is to say, Blessings break and accidentally clone a guy, so we just slightly edit one of their names and keep going. Don’t worry about it.

At one point during Expansion, while the Reroll Will is still in effect, fans of the Thieves attempt to reroll the Flinch modifier that Cub got as a side effect of fighting god and losing that one time. It gets rerolled into Debt, in a similar vein to what happened to Silvaire Roadhouse, but because he’s on the Thieves, he actually gets to kill people. Good for him. Jevin’s Flinch modifier also gets rerolled, but he gets Reverberating. Good for him, but in a different direction.

#mcyt blaseball au #hermitcraft #ooooo come closer you wanna learn about blaseball/mcyt stuff so bad #important other notes: joe hills wrote and sings rejoice in this world because DUH of COURSE he does #all of the ex hermits got incinerated at some point but i dont know enough about them to tell you what teams they were on #any hermits who go on extended hiatuses (hypno wels mumbo etc) are just elsewhere. dw they'll be back. probably.

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sleepdeprivedsimp234 · 9 months

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!!Human Name HC’s for the states!! (Don’t question the last names nor the fact that only some have middle names cuz i will not hesitate to throw the chancla, I am a professional 🤠🩴✨)

Alabama: Alan Johnson (Nickname: Al)

Alaska: Ivan Morozov (Nickname: None)

Arizona: Alejandro Desilva (Nickname: Ali, Ro)

Arkansas: John Merryweather (Nickname: Johnny)

California: Calvin Solester (Nickname: Cal, Calv)

Colorado: Colton Fournier (Nickname: Col, Colt)

Connecticut: Connie Laurel Kirkland (Nickname: None)

Delaware: Darrel O’Connor (Nickname: None)

Florida: Flynn Martinez (Nickname: None)

Georgia: George Casey (Nickname: Georgie, Geo)

Hawaii: Aolani Kekoa (Nickname: Lani, tho only Alaska can call her this-)

Idaho: Ian Ryder (Nickname: None)

Illinois: Isaac Williams (Nickname: None)

Indiana: Indiana Jones :3 (Nickname: Indi, Diana)

Iowa: Michael Sawyer (Nickname: Mike, Mikey)

Kansas: Kayden Tarrel (Nickname: Kay, Kaydee)

Kentucky: Ken Davidson (Nickname: Kenny)

Louisiana: Louis Beaumont (Nickname: Lou, and his first name is pronounced Loui)

Maine: Mac Barkley (Nickname: None)

Maryland: Merri (yes we must be fancy-) Smith (Nickname: None)

Massachusetts: Matthew Mayflower Kirkland (Nickname: Matt, and Mattie which was given to him by NY)

Michigan: Omar Johansson (Nickname: None.)

Minnesota: Marley Dickinson (Nickname: Mar)

Mississippi: Morgan Mackentire (Nickname: None)

Missouri: Max Haroldson (Nickname: None)

Montana: Monty Lambert (Nickname: None)

Nebraska: Nicholas Elsher (Nickname: Nick)

Nevada: Nathan Hansley (Nickname: Nate)

New Hampshire: Niles Barkley (Nickname: None)

New Jersey: Vincent Kirkland (Nickname: Vin, Vinny which was also given to him by NY 🥺)

New Mexico: Stephen Sanchez (Nickname: None)

New York: Micah Rosales Kirkland (Nickname: None)

North Carolina: Nigel Hudson (Nickname: None)

North Dakota: Noah Lopez (Nickname: None)

Ohio: Buck Foxworthy (Nickname: Bucky. If you call him this, he might kill you so maybe just don’t-)

Oklahoma: Kai Campbell (Nickname: None)

Oregon: Owen Mire (Nickname: None)

Pennsylvania: Adam Jones (Nickname: None)

Rhode Island: Rhodey Nelson (Nickname: None)

South Carolina: Sebastian Hudson (Nickname: None)

South Dakota: Scott Lopez (Nickname: Scotty and only ND and his s/o can call him this. Anybody else will be dropped in the road during Sturgis.)

Tennessee: Sam Maxwell (Nickname: Sammy)

Texas: Terrence Morales (Nickname: Ter, Terry)

Utah: Peter Rickinson (Nickname: None)

Vermont: Malcolm Barkley (Nickname: Mal)

Virginia: Virginia Adams (Nickname: Ginny)

Washington: Whyatt Wesley (Nickname: None)

West Virginia: Wilson Adams (Nickname: Will, Willy)

Wisconsin: William Anderson (Nickname: Will, Willy. Him and WV get confused sometimes.)

Wyoming: Taylor Beckett (Nickname: Tay, Tay-Tay don’t call him this. Florida almost died.)

Gov: Eli (Ee-li) Jones (Nickname: None)

IDC: Elizabeth Jones (Nickname: Lizzy, Liz)

CDC: Drew Lynch (Cuz that’s who plays him and I’m lazy af)

FINALLYYYYYY!! This took too damn long 😭😭😭

#welcome to the table #welcome to the statehouse #ben brainard #wttt #wttsh #I’ve been curled up the entire time I was making this and my back is in pain 🥲👍#BUT ITS FINALLY DONE 😩✨

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pudgy-planets · 3 months

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...you're in FL??????

@someheartlesslady

Tay, I live in Georgia. Florida at the minimum is two hours away from where I live.

We’re going to Dave and Busters.

#mun says things #someheartlesslady

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pinturasdeguerra-1945-1985 · 1 year

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1970 Huey Hobby 174 ACH - Hobby Boss

i UH-1C Huey Gunship - 'Easy Rider' US Army 174th ACH Vietnam 1970 "Dolphins and Sharks" - The 174th Aviation Company was activated at Fort Benning, Georgia on October 1st, 1965. On March 15th, 1966, the 174th Aviation Company departed Fort Benning, Georgia for Oakland, California, arriving in Qui Nhon, South Vietnam on April 6th, 1966. On April 7th, 1966, the unit established a base camp at Phu Tai Valley west of Qui Nhon and became the 174th Assault Helicopter Company and part of Task Force Oregon and later part of Airmobile Light. The 174th AHC was initially assigned to the 52nd Aviation Battalion. On May 24th, 1966, the 174th AHC was placed under the operational control 14th Combat Aviation Battalion, 1st Aviation Bridge and conducted combat assault mission with their sister helicopter companies of the 71st AHC "Rattlers and Fire Birds", 161st AHC "Pelicans and Scorpions", 176th AHC "Minutemen and Musket", 178th ASHC "Boxcars and "C" Troop", 7th Squadron, 17th Air Cavalry's "Ruthless Riders". The majority of the 174th assaults were in the Phu Cat Mountains and associated valleys. The 174th Shark's Gun Platoon received permission from General Claire Chennault's Flying Tigers to use the famed Shark Mouth for their gunship platoon. The 174th Shark Mouth's painted helicopters became known through out Vietnam as the Sharks.

#vlastimil suchy

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aidendh · 1 year

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Magic Mi | Tokyo Mew Mew New!

[P5 of Tokyo Mew Mew New! OCs]

[P1 of Gen 2]

-:Base:-

Alias: Food (Must match color)

Animal: Red Data Animal (Endangered)

Color: Main (Must match food)[+Accent]

Mew Mark: Must be symmetrical (based on Animal)

Weapon: Resemble an instrument

Power: Ribbon (Alias Pun)* Description

{Casual}

---

Animal:

Weapon:

Attack:

-:Zyna Hyanokai:-

Alias: Tapioca

(Tapioca Peals in Bubble Tea)

(Matches her trim color)

Animal: Pygmy Hog

Color: Pink

Mew Mark: Left side of her Left Shoulder

Weapon: Tapourine, Chakram (Tambourine)

"Tap, Tap, Ta-pourine!"

Power: Ribbon Tapi Charm* Aligning the heart of her Weapon with her ribbon-broach, it starts to sparkle. She then starts tapping it around and throws it into the air, only for it to bump/fall onto her Target, making them Lucky

(Luck)

Tapioca

Animal: Pygmy Hog

Weapon: Tapourine, Chakram (Tambourine)

Attack: Ribbon Tapi Charm* Luck

-:Tai Georgia:-

Alias: Mochi

Animal: Iberian Lynx

Color: Red

Mew Mark: Nose, cut threw by their scar

Weapon: Mochi Sticks, Nunchucks (Marching Baton)

Power: Ribbon Mochiyaki Flare* Snapping their Weapon into one, they start spinning and twirling their Weapon causing it to glow and heat up, sending out an Inferno of Flames

(Fire)

Mochi

Animal: Iberian Lynx

Weapon: Mochi Sticks, Nunchucks (Marching Baton)

Attack: Ribbon Mochiyaki Flare* Flamethrower

-:Avery Harmony:-

Alias: Plum

[Plum Blossoms]

Animal: Bali Myna

Color: Pastel Blue

Mew Mark: Back of her Neck

Weapon: Plum Flute, Bow (Flute)

Power: Ribbon Plum Blossom* Snapping her Weapon into a Flute, she starts to play a soothing melody, causing glowing music to surround her then move to her Target and Rejuvenates them

(Rejuvenation)

Plum

Animal: Bali Myna

Weapon: Plum Flute, Bow (Flute)

Attack: Ribbon Plum Blossom* Rejuvenation

-:Lilly Camerie:-

Alias: Cream

(Team Leader)

Animal: African Wild Dog

Color: White

Mew Mark: Back of her Left Knee

Weapon: Cream Ball (Shaker)

Power: Ribbon Cream Whisps* She starts eagerly shaking her Weapon and then drops it into keepy-uppys, causing a Whisp like ball of Wind to appear each time to aid each Ally on her team

(Wind balls)

Lilly

Animal: African Wild Dog

Weapon: Cream Ball (Shaker)

Attack: Ribbon Cream Whisps* Balls of Wind

#aiden's aus #oc #magic mi #tokyo mew mew #tokyo mew mew new #tokyo mew mew 2020 re turn #tokyo mew mew new oc ver #zyna hyanokai #Tai Georgia #avery harmony #Lilly Camerie #mew tapioca #mew mochi #mew plum #mew cream

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recordsfm · 2 months

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╰ ☆ ◞ renee rapp / cis woman / she/her ——— no way is that SAVANNAH-LYNN COOKE? you know they’re TWENTY-ONE YEARS OLD and they’ve been in los angeles for TWO YEARS. they’re chillin’ as a STRIPPER at LUX. oh and they’re notoriously known for being JADED but there are some people who have seen them be CHARISMATIC. i heard they’re a part of a SOLO ACT called SAVANNAH ROSE, yeah they’re a SINGER/SONGWRITER to be honest they sound a lot like RENEE RAPP, LAUREN SPENCER SMITH, KELSEA BALLERINI & KELLIE PICKLER. they’re actually UNDERGROUND.

PART ONE: STATISTICS.

feel free to omit some questions as you see fit.

basic information:

FULL NAME: Savannah-Lynn Rose Cooke

NICKNAME(S): Sav, Savy, Venus

AGE: 21

DATE OF BIRTH: October 10th 2002

PLACE OF BIRTH: Macon, Georgia

GENDER: Ciswoman

PRONOUNS: she/her

ORIENTATION: Bisexual

LANGUAGE(S) SPOKEN: English.

NEIGHBOURHOOD: Southcrest

LIVING ARRANGEMENTS: Southcrest Terrace

family ties:

MOTHER: Tammy-Jo Cooke

FATHER: Harrison Cooke (dead)

SIBLINGS: None

SPOUSE / PARTNER: None

CHILDREN: None

PETS: None

occupational information:

OCCUPATION: Sex Worker

POSITION (IF APPLICABLE): Stripper

NAME OF THEIR ACT: Savannah Rose

SO THEY PLAY INSTRUMENTS? IF SO WHAT?: Piano, guitar, flute.

ARTIST INFLUENCES: Shania Twain, Taylor Swift, Honey K.

CURRENT MONTHLY SPOTIFY/APPLE MUSIC LISTENS ON AVERAGE: 200

personality:

WESTERN ZODIAC: Libra

CHINESE ZODIAC: Horse

POSITIVE TRAITS: Charismatic, Caring, Flirty

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Jaded, Stubborn, Clingy

HOBBIES: Singing, Dancing, playing guitar, writing poetry

AESTHETICS: Glaring spotlights, leftover glitter, crumpled dollar bills

PART TWO: QUESTIONNAIRE.

start at the beginning, who are you and why are you important?

"My name is Savannah Rose, I'm a 22 year old from Georgia and I'm a singer."

how long have you been making music?

"It kinda feels like forever. I did pageants as a little girl so my mama had me doing all sorts of singing bits and stuff like that. But when it came to actually playing instruments, I think I was about ten? so 12 years?"

how would you describe the kind of music you make?

"For me it's pretty real and raw. Vulnerable. It's very much just a girl and her guitar vibes right now but I'm trying to work on that."

who are some of your biggest musical influences?

"Honestly, Tay swift is my girl. I love how she just writes her truth and doesn't accept peoples bad behavior. But I really did look up to both Shania and Honey K and Jenna for a long time."

what is the first record you ever bought?

"The first one I ever bought? My dad took me to the midnight release of Red by Taylor Swift at target... My mom was so mad because I was tired and cranky for my pageant the next day, but in the end it was worth it."

what has working in the music industry meant to you thus far in your career?

Savy pulled in a deep breath. The last thing she wanted was to dox herself in an interview. But at the same time it was so hard to care. At least now she was taking off her clothes for more money then she ever made in pageants. "I haven't found much success doing just music yet. I'm hoping to change that soon."

what are some stand out moments from your career so far?

"Well, this interview is probably the biggest one so far."

how would you describe your style of performance? what makes your shows worth seeing?

"I try to make sure everyone is having a good time. I mean you always have those people who who will never be happy, but I'll do everything reasonable to make sure you're having a good time."

what are you still hoping to achieve in your career?

"All I wanna be able to do is make a living doing what I love to do."

what’s next for you?

"Well, honestly I'm hoping to get discovered. Signed onto someone's label so I can put out my very first album and see how it goes from there."

PART THREE: BACKGROUND:

Savannah was an unwanted child. Though you've never know at looking at it from the outside.

Tammy Jo was promising Miss Georgia contestant who had her title stripped from her once she got pregnant unexpectedly from a one night stand.

With a baby on the way, there really wasn't much more that Tammy or Harrison could do other then get married. Even if the two were complete opposites.

Due to her dreams being dashed, Tammy Jo entered her three month old daughter into a beauty pageant, much to the dismay

#sonicfm:intro

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scotianostra · 10 months

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18th July 1743 saw three men from the Black Watch Regiment shot for desertion and mutiny at The Tower of London.

Following an order to march to London, the men of the Black Watch were uneasy. However, unrest was calmed by explaining that the King merely wishes to see a Highland regiment, which he has never seen. Upon arriving in England, however, the men of Black Watch discovered that the King was on the continent and not present to review the regiment. Rumours spread that the regiment was to be sent to the West Indies - not the duties of the Highland Watch for which the men had signed up.

On May 17th, 1743, approximately 100 men deserted, and set off to return to Scotland. They were intercepted by General Wade's regiment of horse, and after some negotiations, reached a surrender. All the deserters were tried by court martial, and sentenced to death. The capital sentence was commuted for all men except for Corporals Malcolm and Samuel McPherson, and private Farqhuar Shaw. The "pardoned" men were drafted into service with regiments in Minorca, Gibraltar, Georgia, and the West Indies, and the rest of the Highland Regiment left for Flanders.

To understand why the mutiny happened you have to look at the history of the Highland Regiments. In the year 1739, the six independent companies of the "Highland Watch", along with four newly-raised companies, were incorporated into the British Army as a Regiment of Foot under John, the Earl of Crawford. This Regiment was originally numbered the 43rd Highland Regiment, but was renumbered as the 42nd in 1749.

It has long been argued whether the soldiers really knew what was expected of them as a Regiment. Stuart of Garth, who had his book on the regimental history published in 1822, claims the men only saw becoming a Regiment as changing the title from that of an Independent Company and also changing their officers. They never thought they would be expected to serve outside the Highlands. The vast majority of the soldiers had never set foot out of Scotland. Authorities, however, argued that the Highlanders should have realised that, as a Regiment, they would be expected to serve overseas.

In the end three men out of the 139 were executed; Corporals Samuel Macpherson, Malcolm Macpherson and Private Farquhar Shaw. The rest were sent to other regiments serving abroad. The two executed Corporals had been from respected families in the Parish of Laggan. Samuel and Malcolm’s execution probably played a part in their families’ decision to support the Jacobite uprising of 1745. Private Farquhar Shaw was said to have been the best shot in the Regiment and was made an example of. If you visit Aberfeldy today you find, on the banks of the river Tay, The Black Watch Monument. It was unveiled in 1887 and standing on top of it is a Black Watch figure – a representation of Private Farquhar Shaw.

In 2006, a plaque was installed in the Tower of London to commemorate tome of those known to have been executed within it. The list contains the names of Anne Boleyn and Catherine Howard, two of Henry VIII’s wives. Also on that list are Corporals Samuel MacPherson, Malcolm MacPherson and Private Farquhar Shaw.

There's a full "narrative" of the mutiny from the late 19th century here http://www.siol-nan-gaidheal.org/manuscripts/mutiny/bwmindex.htm

#scotland #scottish #history #black watch #british army #executions #mutiny #tower of london

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taylormarieee · 10 months

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💋~About Me~💋

Age: I'm 19 I Like: Coffee, Roller Coasters, My Moots, Family time, board games, and trying new things. Favourite Color: Blue💙

Names U can call me: Londyn, Taylor, Londybear🐻 or Londyn bridges, or Tay, or Marie, Whichever one you want!

✨Extras✨: Brown Skinned girl, Guyanese and Jamaican, Born in Georgia raised in New York, Love writing and Reading, want to be either a Biologist(Study Genetics) or a Marine Biologist, Libra, She/Her.

-Just have fun and be nice and unleash your inner slut!💕 Divider Credit:@cafekitsune

#✨About me

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le-very-weird-goat-09 · 7 months

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!!Human Name HC’s for the states!! (Don’t question the last names nor the fact that only some have middle names 🤠🩴)

Alabama: Alan Johnson (Nickname: Al)

Alaska: Ivan Morozov (Nickname: None)

Arizona: Alejandro Desilva (Nickname: Ali, Ro)

Arkansas: John Merryweather (Nickname: Johnny)

California: Calvin Solester (Nickname: Cal, Calv)

Colorado: Colton Fournier (Nickname: Col, Colt)

Connecticut: Connie Laurel Kirkland (Nickname: None)

Delaware: Darrel O’Connor (Nickname: None)

Florida: Flynn Martinez (Nickname: None)

Georgia: George Casey (Nickname: Georgie, Geo)

Hawaii: Aolani Kekoa (Nickname: Lani, tho only Alaska can call her this-)

Idaho: Ian Ryder (Nickname: None)

Illinois: Isaac Williams (Nickname: None)

Indiana: Indiana Jones :3 (Nickname: Indi, Diana)

Iowa: Michael Sawyer (Nickname: Mike, Mikey)

Kansas: Kayden Tarrel (Nickname: Kay, Kaydee)

Kentucky: Ken Davidson (Nickname: Kenny)

Louisiana: Louis Beaumont (Nickname: Lou, and his first name is pronounced Loui)

Maine: Mac Barkley (Nickname: None)

Maryland: Merri (yes we must be fancy-) Smith (Nickname: None)

Massachusetts: Matthew Mayflower Kirkland (Nickname: Matt, and Mattie which was given to him by NY)

Michigan: Omar Johansson (Nickname: None.)

Minnesota: Marley Dickinson (Nickname: Mar)

Mississippi: Morgan Mackentire (Nickname: None)

Missouri: Max Haroldson (Nickname: None)

Montana: Monty Lambert (Nickname: None)

Nebraska: Nicholas Elsher (Nickname: Nick)

Nevada: Nathan Hansley (Nickname: Nate)

New Hampshire: Niles Barkley (Nickname: None)

New Jersey: Vincent Kirkland (Nickname: Vin, Vinny which was also given to him by NY 🥺)

New Mexico: Stephen Sanchez (Nickname: None)

New York: Micah Rosales Kirkland (Nickname: None)

North Carolina: Nigel Hudson (Nickname: None)

North Dakota: Noah Lopez (Nickname: None)

Ohio: Buck Foxworthy (Nickname: Bucky. If you call him this, he might kill you so maybe just don’t-)

Oklahoma: Kai Campbell (Nickname: None)

Oregon: Owen Mire (Nickname: None)

Pennsylvania: Adam Jones (Nickname: None)

Rhode Island: Rhodey Nelson (Nickname: None)

South Carolina: Sebastian Hudson (Nickname: None)

South Dakota: Scott Lopez (Nickname: Scotty and only ND and his s/o can call him this. Anybody else will be dropped in the road during Sturgis.)

Tennessee: Sam Maxwell (Nickname: Sammy)

Texas: Terrence Morales (Nickname: Ter, Terry)

Utah: Peter Rickinson (Nickname: None)

Vermont: Malcolm Barkley (Nickname: Mal)

Virginia: Virginia Adams (Nickname: Ginny)

Washington: Whyatt Wesley (Nickname: None)

West Virginia: Wilson Adams (Nickname: Will, Willy)

Wisconsin: William Anderson (Nickname: Will, Willy. Him and WV get confused sometimes.)

Wyoming: Taylor Beckett (Nickname: Tay, Tay-Tay don’t call him this. Florida almost died.)

Gov: Eli (Ee-li) Jones (Nickname: None)

IDC: Elizabeth Jones (Nickname: Lizzy, Liz)

CDC: Drew Lynch (Cuz that’s who plays him and I’m lazy af)

FINALLYYYYYY!! This took too dang long 😭😭😭

#welcome to the table #welcome to the statehouse #ben brainard #wttt headcanons #wttt #wttsh

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