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sh1-n0bu · 10 months

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yall this is my first time requesting something from someone so im a bit nervous but

imagine overstimulating venti until he cries 🤭

also can i be 🌊 anon ? PLEASE tell me if anything i asked made you uncomfortable!!

♡︎ 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙤 𝙜𝙤𝙙’𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 ♡︎

characters: sub!venti x nb!dom!reader

warnings: overstimulation, size kink, dacryphillia, reader’s genitals/pronouns are never mentioned so the cock can be interpreted as a strap on

notes: of course you can be 🌊anon! and yes, i’m slowly coming back to life. man author’s block is hard to beat. also, if this get’s flagged by tumblr when i wake up tmrw, i’ll delete it and post it again so don’t get too scared if it’s suddenly gone bbies

venti, or better yet known as barbatos to his people, was never really much of an archon.

he never plays by the rules, governs over his people nor even tries to abide by celestia’s rules. often, the wind spirit simply prefers to lay back and watch as his people takes care of any problems. they’re strong after all, his children always has been. of course, the windborn bard slurs out words of being the anemo archon in his drunk dazed self but no one ever takes it seriously.

and another thing was that, venti never worships the celestia. the floating island in the sky is full of nothing but liars, manipulators and cowards. besides… why would he worship those pathetic things when you’re right here?

why kneel before them when he can kneel before you?

why worship those who spat venom everytime they open their mouth when ballads and praises, songs of life flow from yours?

why chase after meaningless praises when your words sting like the strongest alcohol, burning his throat, making his eyes water as he becomes more and more addicted to you?

that’s exactly why the anemo archon prefers to worship you instead. when you braid his hair and comb out the knots as he nuzzles against your form, dazed and sleepy.

when you’re there to console him, help him through his darkest days when those wretches of celestia has done nothing.

when you’re kissing away the tears that spill from his eyes, shushing his slurred speeches and sobs of pleasure as you continue to ram into that one spot inside him, making him shriek and spill over his stomach again and again.

the windborn bard could worship you for eternity.

spilling another load into his stomach, the god in your arms spasms and twitches as his legs weakly wrap around your waist to at least try and calm the twitching of his small body.

dear stars above, you felt so big he could almost feel your tip in his stomach in his sex drunken haze. slurred whines of what seems to be your name flowing out of his mouth as he tries to keep his last threads of sanity together but how can he do so when he can just feel your previous loads slipping out of his rim and down to the sheets.

it all felt so hot, the room was so hot, everything was spinning. the warmth of your cum seeping out of his hole, the slight bulge in his stomach, the feeling of your finger wiggling in next to his already stuffed hole and pushing the cum back inside while your cock stays in — venti lets out a weak sound.

“look at you, little bird. you’re leaking out my cum that i worked so hard to put in you. can’t have my hard work being spent, right?” you coo out teasingly, a grin bit too sadistic tugging on your lips as venti writhes under you when you add in another finger. stars above, were you trying to break him?

venti couldn’t respond. he couldn’t even fully understand and register your words. brain too fried from the previous rounds of your just absolutely handling his small body around, pinching, teasing, smacking, leaving marks and hickeys but he loved it all.

as a response, the bard only weakly bucks his hips back into your strap again seemingly wanting more. my, what an insatiable little bird.

throwing his leg over your shoulder, you take out your fingers from his hole and squeeze his tiny waist once in a warning before fucking back into him again. small whines, weak noises and slurred whorish moans spill out from under you, the anemo archon far too fucked stupid to even try to properly say your name anymore.

making a grabby motion with his hands — a silent ask to hold you close while you fuck him full of your cum again — you decide to be nice and lean down, the absolutely filthy wet noises of your cock easily entering him causing venti to dig his blunt nails into your back, pulling you closer to himself.

feeling another orgasm building up embarrassingly quickly, the archon chases after your lips with weak whines, a sob following as you deny him of a proper kiss. instead teasing him by kissing his soft cheek. he didn’t even realize he was crying.

but soon those soft and weak whimpers and slurred words turn into a sharp scream as he feels himself cumming into both of your stomachs again, a sob of your name following along as you chase your high, getting more frantic with your movements.

the archon feels himself getting filled up again when your hips stutter, causing the short man under you to whimper a quiet “[n-nameee…❤︎︎]” in your ears.

after having caught your breath, you pull away from him slightly. pushing his hair away from his face, you couldn’t help but laugh as you wipe away his tears. but that laugh is cut off short as the archon bucks his hips against yours again, a cheeky grin pulling on his lips.

#nobu.writes #sub genshin impact #sub genshin #sub!genshin impact #sub!genshin #sub venti #sub!venti #genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader smut #genshin x reader smut #genshin smut #venti x reader smut #venti smut #🌊 anon #new anon!!!#gender neutral reader

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belphiesreverie · 1 year

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Hi! I absolutely love your platonic harbingers posts and was wondering if i could request yandere platonic harbingers with a very shy/quiet reader?

Yes ofc!! If you want anything more detailed, feel free to request for specific harbingers!!

Pierro thinks it is a good thing overall. If you were bold and outgoing then you’d be much more likely to want to be out and about where him or the others can’t constantly supervise you. Yes, having you willingly shy away from strangers makes his job much easier

Capitano is very overprotective. He has a sort of sixth sense as to when you’re feeling overwhelmed or someone is making you feel uncomfortable. People don’t normally have the luxury of being able to approach you or even be able to be around you at all, but they’re definitely not going to be getting any closer with Capitano lurking behind you

Columbina finds it ever so adorable!! She’s always looking for new ways to get cute little reactions out of you, whether it be sneaking up for a surprise hug or dedicating songs to you! Only she’s allowed to tease you about it though, anyone else that tries is bound to end up regretting it

Arlecchino let’s you rely on her. She knows from looking after the many children in her orphanage that enabling your behaviour will only make it worse, but she can’t help herself but to let you whisper to her what you want and speak for you. She can’t help but enable those behaviours that will lead you to becoming dependant on her

Dottore thinks you’re ever so fun to rile up. Finding out what things bother you and to what degree is quite a fun experiment for him. Of course, he’ll never take it too far… but coming to help you juuust before it’s too late always gets the best reactions from you and gives him an excuse to be as harsh as he wants to the ‘danger’

Signora wants to help you become more confident. She knows your worth, and she wants you to know it as well so she sometimes comes off a bit harsh with her words to you. But just know that it all comes from a genuine place in an effort to help you be the best you, and her words don’t hold the same biting chill as they do when speaking to those who even dare to look your way

Pantalone loves spoiling you constantly. The way you’re too modest to want to accept the gifts but also not assertive enough to reject them makes for a very interesting reaction. He can practically see the gears turning in your head, but is always very pleased when you accept it each time. Just be sure he’s the only one who’s gifts you take so earnestly

Sandrone wants to add you to her collection. She has a variety of puppets, big and small, tough and timid; but you’re so unique and well… you. She just has to have you. You’re so docile and sweet and follow along with her every command already, now she just needs to find a way to keep you by her side

Tartaglia’s older brother instincts constantly kick in around you. He just wants to spoil you and coddle you and make sure no harm can befall you. He’s ever so gentle with you, making sure never to displace a hair on your head, but anyone who even thinks about inconveniencing you will get some extra brutal treatment

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bomber-grl · 4 months

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Leo Valdez x Child of Apollo ✶ ₊ ⊹

Pairing(s): Leo Valdez x Gn!Reader

A/n: I’ll probably do a child of Apollo one where they’re the opposite of the stereotype lol

Honestly if you’re a child of Apollo then you’re more likely than not extroverted and more into the arts

So going off of that you’re definitely outgoing and pretty much the personification of sunshine

That’s what Leo notices about you when he first sees you

And seeing that people who are out of his league are his type, it’s an automatic attraction

Most likely introduced to you through the infirmary

Will and your other healer siblings were busy with more injured people and Leo was there due to some invention gone wrong

So when Will leaves after settling him,the last thing he expected was to see you

You began helping him and he wouldn’t be too surprised if you pointed out his drooling

Your gentle touches and soft voice, plus your patience and upbeat attitude really just made him simp even more lmao

After that he was practically begging annabeth to officially introduce him but that never really ended up happening cuz she’d just shoo him away

That however, changed when he was shown around and given a chance at handling other weapons

Once he got to the archery part of it he was absolutely terrible

He was pretty bummed out but when he noticed then switching out helpers, much to his surprise you were actually there

Once again handling and gently guiding him even when he failed terribly

He decided to shoot his shot (haha get it?) and he made the worst joke/pick up line known to man

He was so embarrassed especially since it came out half assed and said through his stutters

Then you laughed

You were so gorgeous and just honestly so attractive that once you left, Jason and Piper had to drag him away because of how mesmerized he was

Of course the two of you share more interactions, even before you got together

But once you do make it official? He’s honestly just the best and and likes watching you heal others (even if it comes off as uncomfortable or creepy-)

Plus he uses you to secretly heal his injuries without getting the backlash of being scolded

+ he gets to spend time with you

What really makes him confess to you, if he hadn’t already-

Would be pretty stereotypical and kinda cringe but please bare with me

So it all happens when at the nightly campfire and your siblings- in traditional Apollo spawn fashion, decide to sing some songs and play some instruments

- which isn’t exactly a rare occurrence

Apollo children get many talents in the arts and you just happen to be one of those people-

Once you finish Leo is so mesmerized that Jason had to shake him out of it

And if his jaw was on the floor, he’s guilty as charged

He’d probably confess by doing something spontaneous and would probably accidentally confess in front of your whole cabin

🚶‍♀️honestly can’t even say anything since you agreed to be his s/o

Most times he’d probs just love to watch you heal others and just be in your presence

Even if it could come off as creepy or uncomfortable sometimes….

Anyway, he’d definitely love to ask you to heal him especially in secret so he doesn’t get scolded

—And then he ends up getting scolded by you too …

Well not only were you seen as kind in his eyes by your always help with whatever you could: arts and crafts, music and other things you could lend your guidance

Because of how much you tend to be nice - it def left him shook when you suddenly got a little attitude

And ofc it’s when he decided to sneak in your cabin, wake you up, all cuz he wanted to do a nighttime rendezvous

I meannnnn who are u to decline??

So you do, yknow half unconscious basically being dragged along and Leo ended up learning his lesson to not interrupt your beauty sleep

Especially when it’s morning and he asks what that was all about

Then you’ll go on to explain during night just isn’t the ideal time of day for an Apollo kid

Plus add a “never do that again “

And he never will 🫠

Mostly out of fear

He learned his lesson

Anyway-

We all know how Leo is

He uses humor to cover up how vulnerable and sensitive he truly is

And he was admittedly afraid to pursue a relationship especially because you have to be open

And being open with his emotions would mean having to be basically stripped naked and seen at his core for who he really is

It’s only when you accept him and comfort him when he’s insecure -

That he realizes that maybe he was silly for thinking that way in the first place

Ofc you still have to bare with him and his shenanigans, plus the injuries he gets from them

You still love him at the end of the day ofc despite how often he gets hurt

Then you just cuddle and hope not to be ripped to shreds by harpies 🫠😭

Atleast you can heal him and go back to bed immediately LMAOO

Because of how upbeat you are, your reassurance and comfort to Leo really helps him out

I mean how could he be so pessimistic around someone so optimistic and energetic

So of course he returns to his charming and ridiculously cringe self

He’s really just grateful to be dating you

Especially for that fact you’ve never snitched when he would sneak out and stuff

If you were to ever make him a poem or anything he’d probably fluster/cringe

I mean you probably know it’s cringe which is why u even showed him lol

However, the day Leo mentions haikus you tell him to please shut up before you here the familiar voice of your father from afar.

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poppet-seed · 2 years

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HUGE GIFT DUMP #1

So for the last two days I've been doodling art for AU's that I admire/ enjoy. I'm not finished with all my doodles but wanted to post what I have finished so far

I have no self restraint and was dying to show these off

I basically went through my animation meme playlist and found a song for each doodle. You'll see the name of the chosen song and the au I paired it with.

Some songs might not fit at first glance. But I assure you the amv I had in my head makes them work.

Sleuth Jesters - @naffeclipse

Candle Queen by GHOST. This one is kinda obvious as to why I chose it. If you've heard the song and have read the fics you'll understand immediately.

Space AI AU - @bones-of-a-rabbit

Loosing my mind by Mystery skulls. I like the narrative of good people doing bad things for a good purpose. It fuels me so much. I'd think that after having their heart completely crushed by sun and moon, Y/N would be more unstable that usual. Promoting me to choose this song. I just enjoy them being kinda passive aggressive towards sun and moon because they're hurting.

Also have I mentioned I love their design? BECAUSE I REALLY DO LOVE IT!!

Nightmare AU - @opudontdonut

Happy pills by Weathers. This one is one of the few I had an idea for to make the song choice work.

I just wanna quickly add a TW for drug abuse. If this upsets you skip past the next chapter.

(Inspired by the prompt writing "I'm tired of being tired" that @/paper-lilypie made)

Y/N is so overly exhausted from fighting sleep due to nightmares that they completely break down in the kitchen. In their sleep deprived state they get the brilliant idea to take strong sleeping meds to hopefully skip the REM stage of sleep. They end up mixing the pills up in their state and taking one too many happy pills. It ends with them going on a nasty hallucination trip and passing out.

Cowboy AU - @castercassette

Everything black by Unlike Pluto. Another one that isn't too hard to see if you've heard the song. While it wouldn't fit the wildwest theme. It definitely fits the fact the sherif can't seem to locate the missing children or prevent more from vanishing.

Gremlin AU is mine. I just wanted to draw my own boys to one song. There's no real reason why. Just that I wanted fluff after drawing so much angst/ drama.

Meteorite by Emmit Fenn/ CloudKid

I have like 4/5 more doodles planned but they might take a while.

Anyway I'm sorry for the mass ping and to opudontdonut in particular, if my scenario makes you uncomfortable please message me and I will remove it immediately.

But yeah-

Y'all are really cool and creative and I just love your au's

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firesnap · 5 months

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Okay I'm sharing my review here from just an initial listen of Wilbur Soot's new sad boy msuic.

I liked it. It's experimental. It's a Tour Bus album -- which is one that's usually very confessional and experimental and occasionally difficult and self-indulgent.

There are definitely some failed experiments here. One of them, the one where he sounds like he's talking to a group of children, is fascinating even if it doesn't work as a song. I was saying it sounds like he's having a a brutal and actually honest conversation with his chat. He's lowering the walls as a persona and, in twitch chat fashion, getting replies back of young-ish people just sorta echoing the last things he said. Like, whether I think it works musically it's still interesting.

And there are other moments where he's yelling and the music is clashing and it's not for me, but I love that he's trying it at all.

I love that this doesn't sound like YCGMA 2.0. It's brutal, and has him showing off a lot of new skills and growth, and experiments with music in a way that's new for him. The little melodies (and bleeps and bloops) that are laced through all the tracks are interesting and create a thread you can follow through all the songs.

Lyrically, this is the best Wilbur has ever done. It's honest and raw and deeply moving to the point of being uncomfortable. At times I zoned out and stopped listening to lyrics because it honestly felt invasive. It's not lyrics that would work for indie pop rock songs.

There are some songs that are such an emotional gut punch and then paired with some of the most melodic Wilbur-esque chord progressions you've ever heard.

There are times where his vocal growth really shines and you can hear a warmth and strength to it that adds layers to what would have otherwise been a very Acoustic Wilbur era type song. There are times when he plays with falsetto and enunciation to create sort of conversations in songs with himself.

Lyrically and vocally you get a lot of influences from Sparky Deathcap and Crywank, but the most experimental music side reminds of some of Damon Albarn's more quirky solo music.

It feels more like a complete album than YCGMA. Even the songs I didn't think worked still fit into the scheme of things and made it feel like an entire story.

I really recommend listening to all of it in one sitting.

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mack-anthology-mp3 · 7 months

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I’d love to hear you talk about PJ Harvey and queerness, if you’re so inclined!

OH MY GOD ANON I LOVE YOU reveal yourself so i can kiss you /joking and platonic (unless...)

this is gonna be really long so TL,DR, A Lot of PJ's work can be interpreted to be about a sapphic and/or gender non conforming experience.

OKAYYYYY SO

PJ Harvey, despite having never actually said she isn't straight, has written some Very Queer music, both in subtext and fully in the lyrics.

a few examples -

Dress could be interpreted to be about feeling the pressure to be a stereotypically girly girl and trying to navigate social situations where it's expected you have a boyfriend -

'Must be a way that I can dress to please him It's hard to walk in the dress, it's not easy [...]

Filthy tight, the dress is filthy I'm falling flat, and my arms are empty Clear the way, better get it out of this room A falling woman in dancing costume'

but failing to do so because it's just not you. feeling uncomfortable in a dress, trying and failing to have normal interactions with guys - which of course cishet girls can feel as well, but hits particularly hard as a queer, gender non conforming, girl adjacent person

O Stella, while the symbolism makes it about a religious idol, could be interpreted to be about idolising an older girl. Oh My Lover is about being totally fine with a partner's hypothetical polyamory.

Man-Size is a big one, before i even knew the term gender envy i was Deeply Aware that that was what man-size is about (in my opinion, at least) - wanting to things that guys do but not being able to cos you're a girl.

'Good Lord I'm big I'm heading on Man-sized got my leather boots on Got my girl and she's a wow [...]

I'm man-sized no need to shout Let it all, let it all hang out / out out out'

fantasising about a reclaiming of power while presenting in a more masculine way - WITH A GIRLFRIEND I MIGHT ADD - before going back to feeling as though that is unattainable -

'Silence my lady head Get girl out of my head Douse hair with gasoline Set it light and set it free'

like, 'get girl out of my head' is a pretty queer thing to say, yknow?

and 50ft Queenie -

'Hey I'm one big queen No one can stop me [...]

Hey I'm the king of the world You ought to hear my song Ah come on measure me I'm twenty inches long'

which is at the same time using male terms - even though the song is called Queenie, and that word is used a lot, she specifically calls herself King of the world, and proceeds to make fun of the perceived importance of a particular male organ, while at the same time saying she's better than them

more songs with gender and lesbian undertones - Yuri G, Catherine, to a degree A Woman A Man Walked By / The Crows Knows Where the Children Go (that one's quite explicit, word of warning if yu haven't heard that one before) - and songs that are covers of songs written by men without any pronoun changing - Shake Your Hips and I Can't Get No Satisfaction are two notable examples of that.

and then there are her songs that are just sapphic without being specifically gendery - My Beautiful Leah, Claudine the Inflatable One - i first thought that Down By the Water was about sneaking out to meet a sapphic lover under the bridge in the dead of night, a doomed romance, but there are lots of better and far more likely interpretations than that.

Polly herself has also said a lot of things that just kinda read queer. Like Patti Smith before her, she has said that she writes her songs from a place 'beyond gender', and just writes them as stories, sometimes from a male perspective. But of course, to a queer audience, you can hear her singing and *know* she's singing from a male perspective, but also can't help but to hear it as queer as well.

bit of a quote to go with that -

You've said that you don't like to think in terms of gender when it comes to music. Why do you think the gender issue, especially the concept of you being a feminist, is constantly mentioned with your work?

'I can only presume that, especially in the early days and early those labels tend to stick, but I know that I really played with gender in my lyrics, and I might sing in the shape of a man or I might sing in the shape of a woman. Or I might be dressing women in a loving way as a man or as a woman, or sometimes as neither. Sometimes more as just an essence, a feeling or an atmosphere. And I think that feels quite natural to me, but I think for some people it's not natural, and that's where the gender issue seems to become quite important.'

she was also adamant that she didn't want to be seen as part of riot grrrl, but rather as part of grunge - grunge was a very very aggressively male genre, and i don't think she thought riot grrrl had the right idea about how to go about empowerment - she took herself more seriously than that i think. she didn't want to be called a feminist, because she didn't want to be called a 'female artist', but rather just an Artist.

her gender presentation, moving from fairly neutral in 1992 (big black leather jacket, black boots etc, to the hyper-feminity of the To Bring You My Love era, 1995, also comes into play - she was showing femininity to be a performance, while also using it to her advantage, she didn't actually dress like that normally, no one wears that much eyeshadow, it was closer to a drag show than an actual outfits, a lot of the stuff she wore on stage. which is another one of those things that makes sense to a cishet girl, but gains more complexity as a queer person.

there's probably a lot more i can say on this, but that's everything off the top of my head! i cannot tell you how excited i was to get this ask, PJ Harvey is so much of how i've explored my own gender and sexuality, i could talk about this for a very long time!

#thank you so much for the ask!!#not joking i was so so so excited about this one :D #pj harvey my beloved <3 #pj harvey #gender #<3 #thank you anon #i won't kiss you don't worry

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stawpny · 6 months

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GUYS I AM BEGGING YOU

SOMEONE DRAW NEW YORK IN THE 1989 ERAS TOUR OUTFIT OR THE REPUTATION ONE

PLEASE I WOULD LITERALLY COMBUST AT THE SEAMS

AUGHHH

🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

anyways, ik a lot of ppl go on here and see when I post, hoping it’s headcannons and I just disappoint them

so here’s some hc’s for u children

ny and the south edition! (pls I don’t know much about the south so don’t kill me 😭 I’m a new yorker)

(the quotes with names on it are southerners communicating with NY or whoever else u want, but more specifically NY)

- NC and SC always force NY or any other state who would hate it to sing and/or play the banjo when singing a song at a campfire. Even if they suck at singing or playing the banjo!!!

-speaking of campfires, I believe that the states usually have fires every Summer and Autumn. most get together and sing songs and stuff (u can use this idea if u want)

-New York was forced by Gov to make sure a southern party didn’t go terribly. He stood by the door while Texas wouldn’t leave him alone. He stole Texas’ hat when they all passed out, drunk and still has it to date.

-as (maybe) stated before, York plays a lot of instruments, and sometimes they force him to play the acoustic guitar, harmonica, banjo, electric guitar, etc. The NE makes fun of him for it.

-acts gay especially in front of the south just to make them pissed. he’ll flirt with them and make them uncomfortable with the high amount of gay in the room with them. Florida just goes along with it, laughing and pointing at all the southerners that turn away out of embarrassment.

-made fun of Texas and California when they were outlaws and they just joined the union. “I’m tha toughest cowboy ya will ever meet!” “Mhm.” “DONT JUS’ HUM AT ME!!” >:( -Texas

-They know better than to mess with a northerner. Texas doesn’t though, he’s just stupid. York punched him once and he swore he saw him crying to Virginia after.

-has bit many southerners, does not regret it

-“Gimme yer best ‘yeehaw’” “yeehaw..” “Ya can do better than that! I’ve heard ya yell at Jersey.” “yeehaw.” “York, I swear-“ “YEE- FUCKIN’ HAW!”-Texas

-“just add some ol’ bay, it’ll make it taste better.” “No it fuckin’ won’t. Keep that shit away from my brownies.”- Maryland

-played poker against Texas, won and almost got shot by him. (Sore loser)

-“what are yous gonna start growlin’?” “GRRRRR-” -Kentucky

-“nah yer good ‘ere.” “Yous are ontop of me. I dunno if I should feel turned on or uncomfortable..” -Georgia

-“off-brand me.” “southerner you, which makes better.” -also Georgia (Empire State and Empire State of the south)

- “who made you this way..?” “The man yer datin’, Y’know, Mass’.” “He would never-“ “Gin, yous even know the answer to this question, it’s an obvious yes.” -Virginia

-“get rid’a the car at this point.” “Hey! I spent my life savin’s on ol’ reliable ‘ere! I ain’t gettin’ rid o’ her if she jus’ has a leak!” “Life savin’s? Jesus, what’s wrong wit’ yous?” - Tennessee

-“ that’s ‘cause Sippi’ wants a sip of that dick.” “WHAT. I ain’t gay!” *crickets* “GUYS PLEASE-“ -Mississippi

-“are yous happy to live in this shithole?” “Hey! I work hard to make this house a home!” “Work harder next time. This looks like if a hillbilly came in ‘ere trashed the place. Y’know, that makes sense knowin’ that yous idiots live ‘ere.” *walks away* “HEY! YOU TAKE THAT BACK!” -Alabama

- “I HATE YOU!” “NUH UH! I HATE YOU MORE!” “‘nuh uh’ really proves yer point, north.” -NC & SC

- “Mais sha, ya really know how shade the south, huh?” “I’ve had enough of all of yous and I’ve seen ya at yer highest and lowest, so I know what will make yous cry later.” “Uh huh, do me then.” “Nah. Don’ get me wrong, yer barely tolerable, but ya don’ get one.” - Louisiana

(loui was upset later bc he didn’t get one 😭)

-“I swear, ya say anythin’ about me bein’ in ‘misery’ then I’m gonna-“ “Nah, I don’ care ‘bout that. What I do care about is why you like mules better than horses. Isn’t that like the whole southerner thing? Horses and idiots with hats?” -Missouri

-“are yous even apart of the south, or are you like the West Virginia of Kansas?” “JESUS IS GONNA NEED TO BLESS YER ASS SOON, WHAT THE HELL DID YA JUS’ SAY TO ME?!” “I’m Jewish.” -Arkansas

-“yer mid-atlantic, but I understand why ya don’ go to family dinnahs wit’ the Northeast. If I had an excuse, I would use it too.” “You guys are scary up there, I’m shocked you still go to those things. In the ‘contract’ they said they were optional.” “FUCKIN’ OPTIONAL?!” -Delaware

-“I will eat your face.” “Uh huh.” “PAY ATTENTION TO ME OR IM GOING TO DO SOMETHING DRASTIC!” “Uh huh.” “AAAAAAAAA-“- Florida

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could u tell I got lazy at the end?

anyway, I hope you liked

I spent so long on the quotes, trying to come up with a good one was the hardest part.

and I know half of them are reaaally bad 😭

augh

I have no clue what to do for the next chapter of a fic

but anyways, ily guys

#wttt #welcome to the statehouse #wttsh #wttt new york #wttsh headcanons #wttsh new york #wttt headcanons #wttt southern states #wttt south #ARG #please 🙏#draw him I beg of you #(jk) u don’t have to #I just think he would look hot

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swagcoolcat · 1 year

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RANDOM THINGS FROM BE MORE CHILL BROADWAY THAT I REALLY LIKE: CLIPS

(Note before we begin, LGW and MitB aren’t from Broadway here. LGW is from off Broadway, and MitB is from a rehearsal. I couldn’t get Broadway versions, and I can’t clip longer than a minute, so that’s how I tried to resolve that.)

Act 1:

The SQUIP telling the audience not to record (x)

Jeremy looking exhausted the moment he walks onto the stage (x)

The bus effect during More Than Survive (x)

The way Christine acts when Jeremy is singing about her, 1. (x) and 2. (x)

Jeremy seeming to agree with Christine’s ‘touch of ADD’ (x)

“There’s also a part of me that wants to do this!” (x)

Mr Reyes explaining the play (x)

Jake slapping his bicep (x)

“Leave me alone, I’ve had a bad day!” (x)

Rich flopping onto his back and Jeremy leaving him there to die (x)

Jeremy quietly whispering “drugs” (x)

Michael’s whole thing with Crystal Pepsi (x)

Michael’s shimmies during “cool in college” (x)

Michael’s body rolls, More Than Survive (x), Two Player Game (x), The Play (x)

The spin thing Jeremy and Michael do at the end of Two Player Game (x)

The box of squips being the only light source on stage (x)

Intro to BMC Part 1 (x)

Jeremy exaggerating while following the SQUIP’s directions (x)

“LOOKANG PRETTAY SEXAY BROOKUH” (x)

Chloe breaking a hanger at the mention of Madeline’s name (x)

“She is a life 👏 ru 👏 in 👏 er 👏 uh 👏” (x)

Brooke slapping Jeremy with her straw (x)

Jeremy trying to floss (x)

Chloe kicking away Christine’s backpack (x)

The whole Bowling Alley Performance Art scene (x)

Jeremy lifting Christine toward the end of A Guy That I’d Kinda Be Into (x)

“Eminem is dead?!” (x)

“I’m tired of being the person that everyone thinks that I am” round (x)

“Sever your ties, or you both drown.” (x)

All of Loser Geek Whatever (x)

Act 2:

Brooke talking about why she likes Halloween (x)

“Right, I’m Prince!” (x)

The SQUIP dancing with the students during Halloween (x)

Chloe falling backwards onto Jake’s parents’ bed (x)

The SQUIP face planting onto the bed (x)

“Yeah, unless you use it like you!” (x)

“I’m having my period!” (x)

All of Michael in the Bathroom (x)

Christine talking about her feelings on her costume (x)

“Seriously, where the FUCK can I get some Mountain Dew Red?!” (x)

Christine’s pucking pun (x)

Christine and Jeremy vocally stimming (x)

Christine simply saying no, followed by ‘I’m sorry’ instead of explaining why she turned Jeremy down (x)

The SQUIP entering with a “hello, Jeremy” after Jeremy’s had the worst night of his life (x)

Rich making the choice to burn the house down (x)

Brooke throwing her banana during the smartphone hour (x)

George Salazar and Jason Sweettooth William’s entrance in the Smartphone Hour (x)

“A house party? You took my car to a house party? And the house BURNED DOWN?!” (x)

Jeremy getting angry with his dad (x)

Michael being visibly uncomfortable during the pants song (x)

The whole “say it like you mean it” thing (x)

Mr Heere flashing Michael, then the neighborhood (x)

“WAAAAIIIIT!!! How? Are you? Doing? Today?” (x)

Jenna’s vocals during The Pitiful Children (x)

Michael mocking Jeremy during the play (x)

Jeremy flipping off his SQUIP (x)

Michael being punched in the face twice during the play, by Jeremy (x), and by Jenna (x)

The arm crawl thing Rich does on Michael (x)

Christine’s SQUIP being Ruth Bader Ginsburg (x)

Everyone dancing together at the end of Voices in my Head (x)

Tags:

@emotional-moss @silksong-when @happistar @thesquirrelqueer @stoptestingme @cleanupyourlooks

Final notes:

I’m sorry this took me so long! Even after collecting all the clips, it was just really tedious to organize them and list them, and at one point I accidentally closed the app without saving so I lost a ton of progress. Plus, I’ve just been kinda busy. But! It’s here now!

If you’d like any other moments from the show clipped, I can do that for you! I can also clip most (not all) of these from a different video that’s not from closing night. This one zooms in on the characters more, so I’d be able to get clearer shots. Just let me know, I’ll grab it for you, no problem, as long as it’s not closing night exclusive.

Thanks for your patience, and I hope you enjoy!

#be more chill #bmc #long post

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mothmans-left-nipple · 11 months

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@afreakingdork Sooo here is my Weak Spot playlist; Donnie focused instrumentals, a lot of his POV to reader, some Reader to Donnie. So far one Donnie to Leo

I scoured my spotify for songs and ran out; i didn't want to clog it with TOO many instrumentals for now, so just a few.

I will continually add to it as i find more, hopefully i'll remember to update this post

Songs are listed with notes and my personal favorite Lyrics as an eye catch, purple for Donnie, Green for Reader!

@garbagemilkshake i used your WS Donnie doodles as the image, you're credited in the playlist description! Let me know if you'd like me to change the image!

Songs; in order of adding them. Feel free to shuffle the playlist!

Bear in mind some of these songs are NSFW

1. NGAHHH!! - Undertale ost

So many Undertale songs fit ANY donnie's Energy

2. Blah Blah Blah - The Oozes

Donnie @ Leo

"You've ruined the colour blue for me"

3. Honeybee - Steam Powered Giraffe

Donnie to reader

"You didn't have to offer your hand

Cause since I've kissed it I am at your command

But you did"

4. Dummy! - Undertale OST

This song is peak rise Donnie energy in general

5. Everyone But You - The Front Bottoms

Donnie to Reader

"I fell in love

'Cause no one saw me the way you did

And no one's seen me that way since"

6. Love Like You - Steven Universe

Donnie to Reader

"I always thought I might be bad

Now I'm sure that it's true

'Cause I think you're so good

And I'm nothing like you"

7. Blue Moon Motel - Nicole Dollanganger

Reader to Donnie

"Take me to the Blue Moon Motel

Carry me over the threshold

Treat me like I am your young bride

Together on our wedding night

Fuck me in the motel shower

Make my makeup run like a pornstar

Carry me naked to the bed

Fawn my hair out when it's still wet"

8. True Love Café - Nicole Dollanganger

Reader To Donnie

"You have such a beautiful face

I've been dreaming about it between my legs

Come over and crawl into my bed

Kiss me, get me wet, give me head"

9. Lil' Red Riding Hood - Amanda Seyfried

Donnie to Reader

"What a big heart I have

The better to love you with

Little red riding hood

Even bad wolves can be good"

10. This is Love - Air Traffic Controller

Donnie to Reader (big Bad Villain song in general doesn't fit to a T but it is mighty sexy)

"Oh I was hit as a kid

I was good but then I quit

Everyone that tried to fix me

Knows that I can't change a bit

I've got no shame, got no pride

Only skeletons to hide

And if you try to talk to someone

Well then someone has to die

Once you chase me down the hole

Yeah once you think you're in control

You'll believe that we are partners

And you'll feel uncomfortable

Oh then the darkness rolls in

And you'll forget who I have been

But you'll love, love, love it, this is love"

11. 10 Simple Murders - The Future Kings of Nowhere

A Villain song for Donnie

"By this time I had become accustomed to the kill

And I'm not proud about it but I kinda like the thrill

To feel the heartbeat in the throat, the terror in the eyes

The sorry choking noises as they beg you for their lives

Oh, strangulation music... that was number five"

12. Everything Black - Unlike Pluto ft. Mike Taylor

Donnie to Reader

"Baby, you

Should come with me

I'll take you to the dark side

Me and you

You and me

Do bad things in the night time"

13. Addicted To Love - Florence + The Machine

Reader to Donnie

"Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah

It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough

You're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love"

14. Cradle of Myriad Stars - Wolf Children OST

Romantic Track for Donnie & Reader

15. You Are My Beautiful Song - Wolf Children OST

Romantic Track for Donnie & Reader

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haitaniapologist · 2 years

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COLLARD GREENS. ( chapter six. )

pairings — bonten!sanzu haruchiyo x assassin!female!reader

word count — 4.5k

chapter song — collard greens, schoolboy q & kendrick lamar.

warnings — an ass*ssination, mentions of r*pe and gr*oming, finger s*cking (if there's more pls lmk)

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your home didn't feel like a home anymore.

sachi still giggled the same, the house still smelled like lavender and had the most cozy cushion you ever saw, but it wasn't like a home. everything felt too… strained. no more welcome home kisses to sanzu or late night cuddles while watching sachi's favorite cartoon.

no more feeling safe trapped between the arms of the pink haired man that was sitting uncomfortably beside you in mikey's office.

the silver-haired man looked puzzled between you two — he expected, probably, you and sanzu being at each other's throats, and not the palpable tension that he could cut like bread if he wanted.

but you didn't know how to act near him after almost killing him. you slept the night in sachi's room after the fight and, when sanzu saw you at the breakfast table, you thought he was going to murder you — it was the reasonable thing to do, at least in your mind. but he seemed surprised and happy, to some extent. his eyes were bloodshot — from crying or from using drugs, you didn't know — and devoid of any emotion, even when sachi demanded affection from him. it was like your previous actions had broken him, and you couldn't look at the shell of that man anymore, knowing it was your fault he stopped smiling or calling you sweetcheeks.

“i have a work for y/n.” the sound of your name snapped you from your thoughts, and you widened your eyes at mikey. you had lost hope of being useful to bonten in the first week of being a housewife. “i see you're interested.”

“as much as i love sachi, it's getting quite boring just playing housewife.” the bitterness in your words didn't go unnoticed by haruchiyo and he gripped the handle of the chair he was seating on, mikey squinting his eyes at him.

but if he wanted to say something, he didn't.

“it'll be this friday, at a gala.” you smiled at the thought. it has been ages since you went to one, and the prospect of wearing a pretty dress and having a bit of fun was amazing. “more details will come soon, but you'll need to find sachi a babysitter.”

you both understood mikey's words. it was a mission for both you and sanzu — you would do the killing, and he would make sure nobody knew it was bonten the culprits of the crime.

if you were on good terms with him, you were sure both of you would be the deadliest duo in the world. but it had been a week since the last time you two slept in the same room or smiled at each other, so you didn’t know if sanzu wasn’t going to throw you at the wolves — it would be better to see his wife was killed by enemies than by the hands supposed to protect her.

the ring, which sanzu left in the chiffonier beside the bed in the guest room two days after the fight, was sitting heavy on your finger — but you needed to wear it publicly, because nobody else knew how rotten your marriage was. and your heart bled, especially for sachi. even though she didn’t show it, you knew she was suffering from whatever happened between you two. especially with her birthday coming up, and you didn’t know if you would be able to sustain this act in front of everyone next week.

you and your husband left the headquarters in silence, after mikey said the details would be delivered tomorrow night, and you followed him to his car. sanzu was going to leave you at sachi’s school and you and your daughter would get a car ride with aya to her and shouta’s house, to have lunch together and let the children play. it would be good to you — aya became a great friend, in the limitations your relationship with her had, and she knew what was going on with your husband.

maybe her words in person would give you some insights on how to try to repair what you had broken.

the car ride was awkward, and it seemed like sanzu wanted to say something to you. he kept stealing glances your way, and you only knew that because you were also stealing glances — in the first days after what happened you were too afraid to look at him, but you missed his green eyes looking softly down at you.

he parked in front of sachi’s school and, before you could exit the car, he spoke up.

“the vice-principal was fired.” a wave of relief crashed upon you. you weren’t the biggest supporter of sachi being in a school with such a man dealing with her education, but you weren’t her mother. you needed to keep reminding yourself of that through the week and, even if it broke your heart even more, someday sanzu was going to make sure you would never see her again and you needed to be prepared for that.

“that’s… good to know.” the silence that followed your answer was excruciating, and haruchiyo wanted nothing more than to just cup your cheeks and say how sorry he was for hurting you. you didn’t deserve any of that, but he was a broken man — trying to glue his pieces together to be better for you and sachi, to be the husband and father you both deserved. you would probably leave him as soon as the mission was finished, but he needed to make the rest of his time with you a good one. “i will—”

“have a nice afternoon. you deserve it….” it was almost like the sanzu you met four weeks ago was back, and you felt butterflies flying inside your belly. “... sweetcheeks.”

you smiled at him while exiting the car, and haruchiyo knew he still had a long way to go before winning again your trust — but that smile made him hope that despite everything that he said and made you do, you would be willing to forgive him nonetheless. he wasn’t deserving of it, but he craved it like a sunflower craved sunlight.

the steps to where aya was waiting for you was like stepping on the clouds, and you were almost floating.

you didn’t try to think too much about it — sanzu still could think about killing you, but the look on his face when you smiled at him probably said otherwise. and you couldn’t be happier about it. ideas were appearing in your mind, and you thought about what you could do to ask his forgiveness.

aya gave you a knowing smile. “i suppose he said something?” the number she gave you wasn’t just to schedule play dates between shouta and sachi — in those weeks, aya became a good friend of yours, a confidant. you were craving other human interactions besides sanzu and takeomi — and even some other bonten’s members — and craving someone that understood you, and aya was somewhat that person. she understood your struggles as a mother and a wife and, even if she didn’t tell you much about her struggles, you knew your company was what she needed.

you nodded. “he called me sweetcheeks again.”

the laugh that escaped aya’s mouth infected you too, and the other mothers, waiting for their children gave you dirty looks. “he calls you sweetcheeks?” she asked quite dumbfounded, and you nodded, cheeks red in embarrassment.

“he calls me that since day one.”

the day aya was thinking was the lie you told her — that you were hired by sanzu’s cousin, takeomi, and started to babysat sachi on a rainy day, meeting haru all drenched because you forgot an umbrella. however, the day you were thinking was when you went to the bonten’s headquarters after a night you thought you were going to die at every little sound in your small apartment.

but before she could say anything, the school’s bell rang and the kids started running towards their mothers, and you crouched down with open arms to welcome sachi. she jumped in your arms with ease, snuggling your faces together. “mama looks happier.” she whispered, and you hugged her tight, pressing a kiss to her cheek.

“auntie y/n is so beautiful.” you heard shouta whispering to his mother, and aya winked at you.

sachi decided to ignore her best friend’s comment, her small hands on your cheeks to bring your attention to her. “today i won a praise for scoring the highest in the languages test, mama!” she explained and you gasped, smiling proudly at her.

“we should tell papa this as soon as we can when we arrive home!” you said, starting to walk alongside aya to her car. sachi smiled at you, hearing you say her father’s name — something you weren’t doing since she showed you the drugs, and she was getting worried. she heard some friends saying their parents were getting a divorce, and while she didn’t understand what was that, she didn't want her papa and her mama to leave her.

but the smile on your face told her that she didn't need to worry.

—

things back home seemed to be better.

it wasn't the same as it was before. you were still hurt from sanzu's words, or how he used something you confided in him against you, and afraid that he would do something in retaliation of your actions. everyone knew bonten's number two fame — you only heard stories of his torture sessions on traitors, and even though he didn't seem to bring such behaviour near his daughter and his home, you were still hesitant.

but you were sleeping closer to him, talking to him and making sure that everything in front of sachi seemed “normal”. she was a smart kid, and you came to realize that she knew something happened between you and her father that day. you couldn't do much, but you hoped you had brought peace to her heart.

because to yours, you did not.

it seemed to be worse, your feelings for your fake husband. if they weren't good before the fight, after it you noticed how dull your life became when you withdrew him from it. he was insufferable, annoying and a tease — but you loved all of it. it wasn't easy to live in the same house as him and pretend he didn't exist. but you knew you should live like that, especially if your suspicions about sachi's mother were correct. the time you two spent not talking made you come to a realization: you would never steal senju's life away and, when the mission was over, you would leave both haru and sachi and pretend nothing happened. it wasn't supposed for you to be there.

but how could you? how could you leave them behind when sanzu was sitting on the edge of your shared bed with him, tie unmade and dress shirt opened a few buttons, looking at you as if you were the brightest star in the whole galaxy?

“c'mere.” he whispered and you got up from your dressing table, taking care with your dress. it was still unzipped and you knew you needed to ask for his help, but you were too flustered to do that.

but sanzu seemed to notice it, manhandling you after you stopped in front of him so you were seated on his lap, his hand holding you by your hips. one of them travelled to the exposed skin of your back, tracing your spine, and goosebumps erupted on your skin. you didn't utter a word, feeling his fingertips gracing your skin and zipping your dress. he finished it with a kiss to the nape of your neck, and you turned around, legs straddling his legs while you tried to tie his tie and make him look presentable.

you tried to ignore the intensity of his eyes, boring holes in your skin, as if he wanted to mark you forever.

“now you look like bonten's number two.” you smiled at him, trying to get up from his lap but his hands forbid you to do so. you thought to try to reason with him — you two would arrive at the gala late if you two stayed like that for too long — but the words were stuck on your throat, especially when he nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck.

your arms encircled his shoulders, uncertain as to why he was acting like that — did he… no. you couldn't get your hopes high. your feelings were one-sided, and sanzu was probably needy, thinking about senju or whoever was sachi's mother if not your best friend. and that was okay with you, if that meant you could pretend he loved you too.

haruchiyo sighed in your skin, his head light from the proximity of your bodies.

he missed it. oh, how he missed your warmth. it was more addicting than any drug he ever took in his entire life, and the days he spent without it were one of the worst of his life. seeing how you acted as if he didn’t exist, having to arrive home only to sachi’s kisses and hugs, and to see the look of pure sadness in her eyes whenever he tried to initiate something between you two when she was near and you would walk away. but he understood why you didn’t want anything with him anymore — he had betrayed your trust, to the point you thought it was better to kill him than to hear him talking. he didn’t even know why he reacted that way to your words. you were right, after all, and he probably was too afraid that you would start to think of him to be like your father — and you did, and that was what had upset him the most.

the look on your face when he returned your wedding ring two days after everything happened would always be the reason why he swore to never put any dangerous substances in his body again, or to lash out at you when you were only trying to help him.

haruchiyo loved you so much that it hurt physically, leaving him panting and disoriented, the thought of you leaving him again.

he placed a kiss on your sensitive skin, hands gripping harder your hips. “i’m sorry.” he whispered against your skin and your eyes widened, face hot and mind racing with thoughts. but haruchiyo felt at peace — he could die with you between his arms and he would die happy. and he would gladly let you kill him if the circumstances reached such an end.

what would be the highest honor than dying by the hands of the woman he loved?

before you could say anything — how sorry you were from your actions in the fight — a knock on your shared bedroom, followed by kokonoi’s voice, interrupted you. “are the lovebirds ready?” you could tell he was pissed by how long you and sanzu were to get ready, and you chuckled, kissing the right scar on your husband’s face and leaving his lap to finish your makeup.

when you both were ready, you took the wedding ring from your finger, placing it inside your jewel’s box — however, this time, it didn’t feel like your skin was burning after you took it. you giggled at sanzu’s pout at seeing you without it, but it was necessary.

tonight, you wouldn’t be bonten’s number two wife — you would be his favorite whore.

—

it seemed like mikey wanted to redeem your from your past mistakes.

your target was the american diplomat, once more, who seemed to be exonerated from his job because of meddling with some underworld’s organizations, which were bonten’s enemies. he was giving too much power and money to them, and mikey wanted to eliminate the ex-diplomat before he fled to the united states once more, and continued to sponsor such organizations from overseas.

you knew how many underworld bosses wanted to end with bonten, but you never thought politicians would be involved in it.

working as an assassin, you went to different types of gatherings, but none could be compared to the gala sponsored by the diplomat. everything seemed to be more fancy than the fanciest things your eyes ever saw, and you felt a bit out of place. the feeling was worse than the one in sachi’s school, but, like what happened there, sanzu’s warm hand on the small of your back was your anchor.

but you still felt as if someone was observing you, someone who wasn’t eyeing you because you were stunning.

you didn’t understand why the diplomat wanted the presence of bonten’s number two and three, as well as kokonoi’s. but you didn’t like the way he eyed you up and down when your husband went to greet him, and you wondered if he was dumb enough to not recognize you. of course, you had blue hair back then and you wore colorful contacts, but your face was still the same.

however, you smiled at him sweetly, making sure that, when you bowed, he could see the outline of your boobs perfectly. it was disgusting, but you had done worse jobs than to whore yourself out to a loathsome old man. and you hoped sanzu would play his role too, because if he kept looking at the old man like that and treating you as if you were his, everything would be for nothing.

you played the role of a whore with grace. sanzu’s hands were on you the entire time, feeling your body, and even shared you with his gang colleagues. kakucho and koko had nice hands and cute lips, but nothing could be compared to the ones of your husband — at the end, you always returned eagerly to him, pouting so you could feel his hand on your skin again.

he let you go to initiate the plan after he made you suck his finger when the diplomat was looking, and you made your way outside the room, to where the hotel rooms were, head dizzy from the sexual innuendo the action had — you almost forgot to wink at the diplomat, but you did, smiling triumphant when you noticed he followed you. but you still felt uneasy from the another pair of eyes that were following you — maybe it would be another body to your count.

you turned around, smiling sweetly at mr. wilson, before entering an empty room. it was previously chosen by sanzu and kakucho, even before you arrived with them, so the plan could be executed perfectly — haru would know where you were so he could meet with you as soon as mr. wilson was dead, and you two could pretend you found the body and bonten wouldn’t be blamed for his death.

it was what you always did when you used to work for your previous boss, but this time you were working with a team.

mr. wilson followed you like a prey was following their predator, and as soon as he entered the room, you sat on the bed. it was disgusting to have his eyes looking at you like that, and that prompted you to want to kill him even more. you had done a whole research about him before your first attempt to kill him, and he was a disgusting man. he had a long line of summons to the police for harassment and accusations of rape by underage girls, and while you knew your old boss didn’t want him killed because of that, you wanted that.

before his hands could touch your skin, your fist met his jaw, making the older man fall on the bed. exactly like you and sanzu planned before, and you smiled before taking the gun from your stockings.

“will you give me the honor of taking your life, mr. wilson?” you said mocking the first time you tried to kill him, but that stupid guard inside the closet stopped you. you wondered what happened to him, but you had a feeling mikey had taken care of that.

recognition flashed in the diplomat’s eyes and, before he could say anything else, you pressed the trigger.

you sighed, watching as the blood came out from his head. taking someone’s life wasn’t easy, and you wondered if a bit of your humanity died each time you did that. but you had grown used to it; killing people since you were fifteen, so you wouldn’t die wasn’t the best way to grow up. you remembered your first kill as if it happened a few hours ago and not twelve years — you remembered how the smell of blood and the victim’s corpse made you throw up, and how you cried in the red queen’s arms the whole night.

but now you took people’s lives like they were small ants, and you wondered if that made you a monster.

an arm snuck around your waist and your back was pressed against a warm chest and you smiled. the night was over, finally.

“fucking bitch.” someone that wasn’t your husband whispered against your ear, and a knife was pressed against your throat. your eyes widened and you knew there wasn’t something you could do — your pistol was on the bed, away from your reach and if you moved a centimeter, you would be dead.

“mr. vice principal.” you whispered. you never bothered to learn his name. he was supposed to be only the vice principal of sachi’s school, not someone who almost ended with your fake marriage nor someone who could get in the way of your job.

he sneered, the hold he had on your waist tightening. “you’re wondering what i’m doing here, aren’t you, your little slut?” actually, you weren’t, but you nodded — making him talk would give you more time to formulate an escape plan or make sanzu arrive to finish the original plan. “you and your little husband made my life hell. i lost my job and the respect of my colleagues.” well, he deserved it. the way he talked with you wasn’t supposed to be the way a vice principal talked with the mother of one of their students.

you let him pour his heart out, but the more he talked and nobody arrived, you started to panic. death had always been a friend of yours, and you had never been afraid of her, because you never had someone to return home to. but now? what would sanzu say to sachi about your sudden disappearance? she would lose again a mother figure, and you didn’t want to bring despair to her. the thought of her crying, not understanding what happened to her mama brought tears to your eyes. and aya and shouta, too. you were her only friend, the only person who brought a bit of happiness in the middle of her abusive marriage, the only person that treated her son like a child and not the heir of a mafia boss. what would sanzu say to her? the three of them would cry over your coffin, and you didn’t want to be the source of their despair.

and sanzu… maybe he would even be happy that someone else disposed of you before the mission ended, so he wouldn’t need to do that. yet, you couldn’t die before saying to him what you truly felt. you couldn’t take your feelings for him to the grave — even though he probably didn’t feel the same.

“... and that’s why i’ll take your life, so your husband will know what despair feels like.” the vice-principal ended his speech, and you closed your eyes, accepting the fact you would be dead in a few seconds. you tried to think about the good moments you had with your little family, and you wished to die thinking about sachi’s and haru’s smile.

“who said i don’t know what despair feels like?”

your husband’s voice reverberated through the room, and you took the opportunity of the shock of the vice-principal to wriggle out of his hold and take the knife that was on your neck with you.

“i told you, that you would be a dead man if another filthy word about my wife came from your mouth, didn’t i?” you never saw someone looking so cold while threatening someone, and now you understood from where bonten’s number two reputation came — but he was saving your life, and you couldn’t be more grateful.

you felt nothing as you watched sanzu killing the vice-principal with a bullet to his head.

as soon as his warm body hit the ground, haruchiyo walked towards you. he was fuming. he had noticed that guy in the gala, but he paid no mind to it — he had made sure no other school would hire him, and maybe he had turned his attention to the underworld of tokyo. that was normal. but he started to worry when you took more than the scheduled to come back, and he decided to see if everything was alright, hearing through the closed door how the vice-principal degraded you.

nobody would stay alive after saying such things about you.

he was so engrossed in his speech that he didn’t notice the door opening, or when sanzu pressed his gun to his temple again. fucking pig. haruchiyo should’ve killed him in the parent-teacher conference.

his arms embraced you, bringing your head to rest on his chest while he traced circles on your back. you were strong, he knew that, but you looked like a little girl inside his embrace — shoulder trembling while you clutched his dress shirt, which was getting wet with your tears. he was happy he killed that man. nobody should be able to make you cry and be alive after it.

he said nothing, just pressing a kiss to your head while you calmed yourself.

you took a deep breath, basking in his warmth and cologne. you were safe, you were alive — your husband saved you. you couldn’t be more grateful to him because of that, though you didn’t feel worthy of that. you slowly lifted your head from his chest, blinking away the tears to properly look at your husband. the hold you had on his shirt tightened, and he smiled down at you.

“i’ll never leave you alone again, sweetchecks.” you nodded, eyes flicking between his eyes and his lips. “you’re mine.” he whispered, leaning down, and you met him halfway.

you pressed your lips against haru’s harder than you intended, but you were acting on your instincts — you needed to feel his body against yours, you needed to grip and touch his skin to make sure you were alive, to make sure both of you were alive and that wasn't just a trick played by death in your final moments. it seemed like sanzu had the same line of thinking, as his hands were roaming your body as if you would disappear at any time while he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth while you moaned against his mouth.

you back soon hit the wall and sanzu broke the kiss, and you whined at the loss of contact. “d-don’t stop.” you cried while he directed his attention to your neck, sucking and marking it. you tried to wriggle on his hold to make your needs known, but sanzu only bite harder on your neck.

“as much as i would like to fuck you, y/n, we still have a plan to execute.” he finished his words with a peck on your lips and you pouted, following him outside the room, continuing the make out session outside it.

until you screamed and the bodies were found.

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thislovintime · 11 months

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The Peter Tork Project, 1983. (Read more in previous posts.)

"The Peter Tork Project, Tork likes to emphasize, is not a revival, although the band members do play some Monkees songs 'better than the first time,' says manager Carol Gore. 'Peter will never get the Monkee off his back,' she adds." - The Philadelphia Inquirer, July 6, 1983

"[Tork] says The Peter Tork Project plays music ‘sort of on the heavy end’ of album-oriented rock radio. ‘We’re not heavy metal per say, but we’re just on the pop side of that,’ adds the affable performer." - The Daily Oklahoman, November 7, 1983 (x)

“Peter Tork (he was the blonde funny one) is currently making a comeback on the New York club circuit with his band, the Peter Tork Project. He told me about his style: Home: ‘Legally I live in Southern California but I also have an apartment on the Upper West Side of New York. We have a spectacular view of the sunset, but the area is so trendy it’s become absurd.’ Family: ‘I am married to a writer named Barbara and have two children, Hallie, 13, and Ivan, seven. They go to an alternative school locally. We decided on it bevies it’s a place where if the kids wanted to do something they can insist on it. My kids have whale watching classes where they rent a boat and go and watch whales. I have never seen it but they tell me it is a transcendental experience.’ Food: ‘We go anywhere that is handy and convenient. There is a good sushi place near and I like Hunan cooking. We don’t go to the trendy restaurants because they are expensive and uncomfortable.’ Clothes: ‘On stage I wear New Wave clothes, black and gray colors, jeans and sneakers. But you won’t catch me dressing up like Adam Ant or any of those guys.’ Ambition: ‘I would like to have a viable career and enjoy the prerequisites of royalty (again) but if it does not happen I won’t be disappointed. Basically I’m pretty content.’ Monkees: ‘The project included other people who had to be taken into account, but they were not accountable to us. The politics were not for me but by the time I realized how absurd my demands were, it was too late to retract them. But I learned an awful lot of what not to do.’” - “Tork of the town” by Jessica Berens, Evening Standard, July 26, 1983

#Peter Tork #Tork quotes #long read #The Peter Tork Project #1983 #80s Tork #Barbara Iannoli #Hallie Iannoli #Ivan Iannoli #The Monkees #Monkees #Scott Avitabile #Jerry Renino #Derek Lord #<3 #The Philadelphia Inquirer #The Daily Oklahoman #Evening Standard #can you queue it

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polyamorouspunk · 9 months

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hi sorry this is a genuine question, i dont mean to be offensive im just kind of confused! ive always been told labeling things that have mature content is good, so people can avoid it, even if theyre not following you they can avoid it in the tags or if someone they follow reblogs your stuff without warning. and that stuff thats about death, violence, and other horror content is mature since children shouldnt be exposed to that stuff and even adults might be uncomfortable with it since not everyone likes horror or death, so as a horror writer ive always made sure to label all my writing and posts accurately no matter what site im on so everyone can avoid it. i feel like im missing something pretty big bc i cant figure out how that stuff doesnt apply on tumblr but im seeing a lot of posts like yours really upset that your stuff is labeled accurately and i know everyones gotta have a good reason for being upset im just having a hard time figuring out what it is and if you could explain in more detail id really appreciate it! if not thats fine i hope youre having a good day anyway!

Reporting someone else’s content for mature themes is basically narcing on them. You as a user are responsible for your own media experience: if you don’t want to see horror themes, don’t (in this case) follow a blog (me) that posts horror themes or search through the tag of a band (INK) that posts horror themes. Because of tumblr’s fucked-up-ness when you click the links in my masterpost to the posts I’m making they take you off the app. That means that if you get re-routed you can’t have the option to see if the post without signing in which can sometimes loop between the app and the website causing your stuff to crash.

I tag my stuff appropriately. If I answer an ask about SA or CSA or whatever I will tag it. This is literally song lyrics. That’s it.

I’m also a horror writer and I tag and add labels to my horror stuff as well.

But narcing on someone else’s post to a really sketchy corporation (aka Tumblr) is a huge breach of trust and is very scummy and boot-licky. I, personally, have made it very clear that INK is my favorite band, so if someone has an issue with me posting literally just INK lyrics and not even graphic images then that’s their job to unfollow me 👌🏻 forgive me if I disagree that song lyrics that include the word “die” are “accurately” tagged as “mature”. “Children” aren’t even allowed to be on this website (minimum age requirement is 13). You step into an adult space you respect that it’s an adult space. Don’t go to pornhub if you’re 13 and you don’t want to see porn. Don’t go to a place where people post horror content if you don’t want to see horror content: OR take the time to curate YOUR dash so you don’t see it instead of narcing on creators. Creators are going to stop giving you content if you’re slapping problematic labels on them with minimal reason:

#punk gets mail

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dementedfilament · 2 months

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Coming here to ramble about my boy and his goth family-

(This got kinda long so have a read more link:)

He's an Egyptian Cobra and, like many of my placeholder names, "Caspian" is probably going to stick.

He has demon blood in him.

He's very short and somewhat young-looking, but is in fact an adult. Dokugai is over a full head taller than him.

His scales are very sensitive. This fact is taken advantage of frequently.

He hisses when he's upset, even if he doesn't mean to.

He once bit Dokugai and managed to knock him down with his venom. However, Dokugai recovered before Cas could make it outside. After getting punished for the escape attempt, he never tried it again.

He thinks Dokugai is creepy and weird. However, he does find the demon physically attractive.

Dokugai nabbed Cas to harvest his venom. One thing led to another, and Cas ended up staying there more willingly to repay a debt. After enough flirting from Dokugai, Cas gave in and they started to be physically intimate.

Caspian was intially kidnapped when he was in his snake form.

At some point, both boys simply got used to living together under these arrangements. Though they'll likely never get traditionally married, they kind of exist together as a sort of married couple.

Cas is indifferent to the idea of marriage. He just wants to be happy. He'll never fully achieve this so long as he's with Dokugai, nor will Dokugai ever settle down with Cas.

He has mixed feelings about his family. On one hand, the girls are his own children, though they do terrorize him sometimes. On the other hand, they're Dokugai's kids too and are very similar to him.

He's come to appreciate some side of Dokugai, but would still rather be away from him.

If he had the choice to leave, he isn't sure if he would take the girls with him. He isn't sure they would want to go with him either, nor if they would even care if he disappeared on his own.

Cas is at least happy that Dokugai loves the girls since he knows he struggles to himself.

Cas has a sort of faux angry personality. He cries when he's alone sometimes. He's fairly mentally strong though.

He doesn't like that Dokugai runs around and plays with other men and boys- but he can't do anything about, so he simply bears with it and avoids the rooms he's told to stay out of.

Dokugai doesn't harm Cas, and at most just does things that Cas is uncomfortable with, including testing out a few non-violent potions on him. Dokugai loves playing with his little snakey-snake.

One of the closest times the two have ever gotten emotionally was when Cas initially got pregnant with the girls, because of a split second whim they had together. Dokugai was furious, and Cas was panicked more than angry about it.

However, once Dokugai calmed down, he was curious about what kind of kid the two of them would make, and chose to let things be to sate that curiosity. Once the girls were born, he instantly fell in love with them (parentally) and has adored them ever since.

I feel like Dokugai keeps to himself, so no one knew about Cas or the girls for a long time.

Dokugai likes brushing, playing with, and braiding Cas's hair. When Cas isn't around, he'll brush and braid the girls' hair too.

Oh shit I almost forgot their playlist lmfao (It needs more songs but I can't think of any more to add.)

(Pretty Devil doesn't really apply anymore, since Cas is more snake than demon now, but I'm leaving it.)

Arseni and Mercuri:

As Caspian is a snake, the two girls hatched from eggs.

I like to think that the girls have hidden fangs and forked tongue like he has. They'll develop a few light scales as they get older, and their hair will lighten to a more brown-ish colour.

Dokugai wants to "teach them how to catch boys" when they're older. (Cas does not approve.)

They call Dokugai "Daddy" and Caspian "Papa".

Though they adore terrorizing him, they love their papa very much. They will favour Dokugai as children, but start to love both parents more equally as they grow up.

Dokugai and the twins love cuddling with Caspian, even in his snakey form.

As adults, they are nearly as tall as Dokugai.

When Mercuri gets older, she develops a crush on Lec Hijoushiki.

#[ Echoes from the Multiverse ]#Caspian #Dokugai #I love my boy and his goth family lmfao #I forgot a lot of what I was going to write but whatever #I feel bad tagging the fandom so much tbh #listen y'all are just gonna have to put up with me

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Hi! I just wanted to say that I finally watched that deleted scene of Michael and Kay prank calling Tom from a hotel and I adored it! I was smiling the whole time and thought that the two were very cute together. Imo that one short scene contained more love/chemistry than the whole Sicily sequence and I wish it was kept in the film. I’ve come to realize how ridiculous the Kay slander really is and how uncomfortable a lot of takes about the film in general have made me. I even saw someone claim that she’s just as bad as the mobsters for getting the abortion 😬. Luckily I found a great article online written in Kay’s defense that I think does a great job summarizing her perspective!

Link: https://nicolesanacore.medium.com/in-defense-of-kay-corleone-87265a2cfb60

Also on the topic of Michael and Kay, I wanted to add that the song Made in the USA by Demi Lovato reminds me of their relationship ^^. Anyway sorry for the long ask and hope you have a good day! 😅

Hiii, sweet anon!! 🥰 Omg yes, that's my favourite since from the first film even if it's technically deleted off of some versions! I love it soooo much! 💖 It's Michael and Kay FOREVER to me. 😭 And I ABSOLUTELY agree with you over the Sicily sequence. In that hotel scene alone we see so much fluff, love, intimacy, the snuggling, Michael smiling at Kay while she's talking to Tom on the phone 😩🥺...!! So many things!

That was one of the first articles I ever read when my hyperfixation for TGF started!! 👀 NOTHING BUT FACTS!

I've been a Kay stan from the moment I watched The Godfather and have always loved her and her character. ❤ She's honestly a very misunderstood and hated character which is so weird to me because the opinions I hear online/on TGF video clips are always misogynistic, hating Kay for standing up for herself/leaving Michael as if Michael's actually a good person...lmao. 💀

I also really wish people would stop comparing Kay and Apollonia all the time; they're literally two different people who played two completely different roles in Michael's lives and impacted him greatly. Sadly with a lot of Kay slander/hate like a good 80% of the time, Kay is hated while Apollonia's praised for being submissive...wishing to give Michael babies, etc, a lot of cringe, disgusting, misogynistic traits some people have been assigning Apollonia like...do you hear yourselves? Yikes. 😬 I also think we can appreciate and analyze both characters without tearing them down (mostly Kay in this case). Kay is also so much more of a developed character in the book too, which I wish we saw in the film because she's almost a completely different person!

Kay is, if anything, one of the most good natured characters in the entire film. From start to finish, she loved Michael and only wanted the best for him and his family, but when he continued to lie to her, put her and her children's life in danger and was all nonchalant about it, you know miss Kay had the right to ask if Michael was a sociopath or what... Michael was SELFISH. 😭 He didn't give a shit about anyone except for himself in TGF1 & Part II.

Kay had all the right to leave Michael's ass imo. I love Michael for so many reasons and he's the blorbo of my blorbos, but I know he's not a good person (nor will I pretend he is lol), the atrocities definitiely make him interesting but he wasn't a great father and not a good husband either. 😩💔 As for the abortion Kay had, tbh I think a vast majority of some people's opinions on it is coming from their own personal opinion of whether they generally support abortion or not. It's always "she killed a baby", it's never considering the context, what happened to her, or anything else, really... Kay is not worse than a mobster for having an abortion. 💀 People just hate strong, independent women like her especially against Michael when Kay wasn't afraid to talk her shit and point out what Michael was doing and who he was becoming.

My bad for the equally long response... 🤣❤ But I love mini discussions like this!! Thank you for your ask! 🥰💖 I'll definitely give that song a listen too!

THEM, THEM, THEM! ❤❤❤

#the godfather #kay adams

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Spartan Social Structure: Part One - The Helots

Thanks in large part to pop culture, we think of the Spartans as a homogenous group - everyone from Sparta was Spartan, weren't they? But it should be clear by this point that the answer to that is absolutely not. Being a Spartiate was bound by a lot of conditions - birth, education, behaviour and a certain level of maintainable wealth.

So who else was there?

I wanted to begin with the helots, as we have the most information about them as a group. Be warned, this is not a pretty topic, and if you find discussions of slavery uncomfortable, perhaps give this one a miss.

The Helots.

They were the enslaved native population of the region - Lakonia was conquered first, later Messenia was added. The word helot was derived from the Heleia, (Helos Plain), in the south of Lakonia, but it was understood to mean, 'the conquered.'

The below gives a sense of how they were treated, though it's to be noted that this is taken from a fragment of the lost Messenian Affairs, written during the third century, after the liberation of Messenia, and has propagandic purpose, so may be exaggerated (but probably not):

‘They impose on the helots every kind of insulting work which leads to total degradation. For they made it a requirement that each should wear a dogskin cap, and be dressed in leather as well as receive a fixed number of lashes annually – without reference to any offence – so that they should never forget to act like slaves. Moreover, if the physical wellbeing of any surpassed the usual appearance of slaves, they prescribed a death sentence and also a penalty for owners who failed to curb those putting on weight.’

We can add a few words from Plutarch:

'They would force them, for instance, to drink quantities of unmixed wine and then they would bring them into the messes to show the young men what drunkenness was like. They would also order them to perform songs and dances which were vulgar and ludicrous, while excluding them from the ones fit for men.'

There's a distinction to make here in an academic sense, because it's natural that we think of the later Trans-Atlantic slave trade whenever slavery is mentioned: This wasn't chattel slavery. These men and women weren't bought and sold, and were technically not owned by individuals or the state, though it's pretty clear that each helot family was answerable to one Spartan family, and that they and the state saw fit to treat them just as they chose (very, very badly).

For example, each year, the state declared war on them - thus cleansing their hands of any possible blood debt should a Spartan kill a helot - which they did, routinely. I will leave further exploration of this unpleasant topic for a post I'll make about the Krypteia soon.

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Each helot family was assigned to land held by a Spartan - the kleroi - probably a family land holding, rather than held by an individual [see my summary of land ownership as it relates to the phiditia and citizenship here]. The helots were permitted to live in their own homes and family units, to marry and have children. We don't know how many helots might work an individual kleros, but more than one family is attested, and we might suppose on large estates that there might be many.

Helot men and women did the housework, cooked, wove, child-minded and whatever other domestic duties needed doing.

The helot men accompanied Spartan warriors on campaign, at least one per man, probably more, to carry armour and look after their needs. There were said to be seven per man at Plataea, but this was probably unusual, or there has been some corruption to the text. There's some suggestion that helot boys were raised with the Spartan boys from a young age in preparation for joining them in this capacity - but this remains speculation.

Rebellions & Repercussions.

I can’t emphasise enough how, in the Spartan mind, the security of the state depended on them violently suppressing all forms of resistance from the enslaved population. The fear of rebellion was the driving force behind Sparta becoming a military power in the first place, and accounts for their continued military culture and several, otherwise inexplicable, behaviours.

The history between the two groups was always heated, and one thing is certain - at no time did the helots just accept their lot.

There are three rebellions that we know of, called the first through third Messenian Wars, and the third, which occurred in 464 BCE after the 'Great Earthquake', was an extremely close-run victory for Sparta - but this deserves its own post with much more detail than I have room for here.

I can't close out the topic of the helots without adding to it the notorious story of actions taken by the Spartan state in the wake of the devastating defeat at Pylos in 425 BCE.

Thucydides tells us:

'The Spartans invited all helots who claimed to have given signal service in war to present themselves for selection, with the promise of freedom for those chosen. This was a ploy: they reckoned that the first to claim their right to freedom would also be the most likely to have the spirit of revolt. They selected some two thousand, who then put on garlands and paraded around the sanctuaries thinking themselves free. Shortly afterwards, the Spartans did away with them, though nobody knew how any of them were killed.'

This is mentioned as being an exceptionally brutal action taken when rebellion was in the air - The Athenians had taken 120 Spartiate prisoners, many of them related to the most prominent familes - (again, we're brushing up against that population issue I've mentioned before); Pylos, on Messenian land, had been fortified by the enemy and the helots were defecting to them in large numbers - so we should be wary of thinking of this as anything like a usual occurrence; but there can be no doubt that the episode speaks very loudly of Spartan attitudes.

#tw: slavery #sparta #ancient history #ancient sparta #ancient greece #ancient greek history #history #slavery #helots

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