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Shannon was going to blame him, somehow. This is why I don’t trust him! This is why he shouldn’t be around Christopher! He could have gotten him killed.
He was probably the only reason why Christopher was still alive.
Eddie sucked in a deep, shaking breath, held it in his lungs long enough that it burned, and then he breathed out.
It held.
The tears that had stung his eyes were easily blinked away in favor of staring up at the ceiling once more.
No one could predict a natural disaster.
They must have been so scared.
Eddie had been that sort of scared before. He had never wanted that for Christopher. He had made all of the choices he had so that his son would never be that sort of scared and yet, yet, he had failed hadn’t he? How had he expected to go up against nature and win? If nature wanted something, then nature was going to make it happen.
Clearly, nature hadn’t wanted them. Nature had just wanted to… to fuck them up a little bit.
Everything happens for a reason, Adriana would say.
Eddie would call bullshit every single time. He was pretty sure there was a reason for everything that ever happened, yes, but he wasn’t like Adriana or their Abuela - bless her - or any other number of people in the world. He didn’t believe in some higher power pulling the strings because what did it mean for them all if there was? If there really was some… higher being that had created them, what did it mean that that being would set the story up in such a way to cause their creation pain and suffering? Christopher’s base trauma, Eddie leaving, was because of Eddie’s decision to enlist in the army when he was fresh out of high school. His next, Shannon leaving, was because of Shannon’s decision to go… explore a new life with a new family and leave them being. He had suffered because Doug had decided to try and ruin the world they had all built for each other in an effort to keep control of Maddie. He had been stuck in a tsunami because… because they had gone to the pier and Shannon had canceled and… the right pattern of weather happened at the wrong time and it could have happened to anyone, so Eddie didn’t know why it had to just keep happening to them.
“You can’t tell me to go to sleep,” Buck sleepily rumbled from the pillow beside them. Eddie tensed despite himself - had he woken him up, somehow? Or had the nightmares begun so much sooner than he had expected (had they ever really stopped? It was like the cards had been stacked against Buck specifically lately - Doug, Maddie, the truck bombing, the blood clots, a sibling he hadn’t even known about, the tsunami. Had he been given enough time to even work through one of those things or did they all haunt his dreams like a swirl of nightmare fuel?)? “And then just stay awake.”
Eddie very well could. He snorted, “Like you would have been able to stay awake if you even tried.”
And Buck had tried. He had fought it off until he, frankly, had been unable to keep his eyes open anymore. Eddie wasn’t even sure of how awake he was now, mumbling to Eddie with his eyes still shut, three scrapes trailing the length of his cheek and hooking over the corner of his chin. He had a myriad of bruises too, Eddie was sure of it. Big, dark, colorful things that would probably have been bad but were made to look worse because of the thinners. “Is that a challenge?” Buck still didn’t open his eyes, but he did raise both of his brows and his smile, although it was wobbly, was still one of the best things Eddie had ever laid eyes on in his entire life.
“No,” Eddie pitched his voice softer. “It’s not a challenge.”
“Because I’d win.”
Because Buck wouldn’t sleep if he didn’t have to. Because if Eddie thought he was bad at avoiding his nightmares, then Buck was a professional. I used to have night terrors when I was a kid - and sometimes Eddie wondered how he had gotten them to stop. Night terrors didn’t occur just because, not usually. How often had Buck been crying out to be heard and been ignored? How exactly had his dead sibling's death affected him when he was a baby that his family hadn’t bothered to treat? Had Buck ever really stopped have night terrors, or had he just stopped sleeping? “No,” Eddie argued as gently as he could. “Because I think we’re both avoiding things that are going to catch up to us, sooner or later.”
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Eddie Diaz: Whenever Eddie wears brown, beige or tan
Whenever Eddie wears brown, beige or tan, it’s significant because he doesn’t just wear those colors to accentuate his beautiful brown eyes. Each of those colors are included in the brown family and color experts found that shades of brown represent feelings of healing, home, reliability and safety. Over the past 5 years, Eddie has experienced all of those feelings with a large amount of his feelings being dedicated to him healing. He has experienced a lot of grief, pain and trauma including when his estranged wife/Christopher’s mother died, after Buck and Christopher were caught in the Tsunami, Christopher had nightmares, he couldn’t talk to Buck during the lawsuit, Chris’ skateboarding incident at school, he got trapped in a well, he got shot by a sniper, he stayed in a relationship even though his heart wasn’t in it, he was held hostage by an escaped convict and he had a mental breakdown. Even though Eddie’s had a lot of traumas, after he went back to therapy and took it seriously in 5x14 “Dumb Luck”, he began working on healing from his past so that he could start preparing for his future. Eddie’s reliable, he plays it safe instead of being impulsive and he’s a homebody. He plans for everything, especially when it involves Christopher’s future, hence it’s one of the reasons why he named Buck to be Christopher’s legal guardian in his will. He usually wears brown, beige or tan when he’s with his family at home or at Buck’s loft (his second home), when he’s spending time with Christopher and Buck, when he’s on his way home to the family he chose, when he’s talking about Christopher and/or when he’s with some of the members of his found family from the 118.
In 2x17 “Careful What You Wish For”, Eddie wore a dull brown t-shirt while he was on the beach with Christopher and his estranged wife. After she died, he wore a brown jacket as he sat on the beach crying while he read the letter she wrote. Eddie was angry at Buck for filing the lawsuit in 3x5 “Rage”, he punched a guy, got arrested, Lena bailed him out of jail and he wore a tan jacket when she introduced him to the fight club. In 3x11 “Seize the Day”, he wore a beige Henley while he was at his house hosting a gathering for the 118 and that’s when he told Chimney about the family he chose. He wore a tan t-shirt with a plaid button-down with brown and tan in it in 3x12 “Fools” while he talked with Buck about Chris’ skateboarding incident. He wore a beige Henley in 4x3 “Future Tense” when he disconnected Buck and Chris’ video game and he wore a brown button-down in 4x8 “Breaking Point” on his date but it abruptly ended when his family (Buck and Chris) called so he left her to go home to be with them. In 4x12 “Treasure Hunt” he wore a brown t-shirt while he was at Buck’s loft to let TayKay know that he was at home and she was the visitor. He also wore a beige Henley with a tan button-down shirt while he and Buck searched for the treasure.
When Buck took his family to Equine Therapy in 5x14 “Dumb Luck”, Eddie wore a beige t-shirt with a brown jacket and both of his boys’ outfits were color coordinated to match his. Buck wore a plaid tan, brown and black jacket while the Henley Christopher wore underneath his jacket was beige.
In 6x1 “Let the Games Begin”, Eddie wore a tan button-down shirt while he and Christopher had dinner with Buck at Buck’s loft. Eddie wore a tan t-shirt underneath his navy-blue jacket in 6x4 “Animal Instincts” while he was sitting on his couch talking to Ramon on Facetime about Chris skipping his science club meetings. The Henley he wore in 6x7 “Cursed” when he went to Bobby and Athena’s was dark tan. The jacket he wore in 6x8 “9-1-1 What’s Your Fantasy?” was brown when he dropped Chris off at school for the dance.
In 6x9 “Red Flag” Eddie wore a similar outfit to the one he was wearing in 6x4, a tan t-shirt with a navy-blue jacket/button-down when he fell asleep on his couch. It was different from the outfit he was wearing when he was on the phone with Buck, Hen and Chimney because he had been wearing a black Henley.
Therefore he changed his clothes and wore his “family” colors of tan and navy-blue as he slept on his couch in his house after Buck said he was responsible for the creation of new life. Will Eddie wear more shades of brown, beige and tan clothing in 6B? Only the showrunners, writers and producers know the answer to that question.
PIC 2x17 “Careful What You Wish For”
PIC 2x17 “Careful What You Wish For”
PIC 3x5 “Rage”
PIC 3x5 “Rage”
PIC 3x11 “Seize the Day”
PIC 3x12 “Fools”
PIC 4x3 “Future Tense”
PIC 4x3 “Future Tense”
PIC 4x8 “Breaking Point”
PIC 4x8 “Breaking Point”
PIC 4x12 “Treasure Hunt”
PIC 4x12 “Treasure Hunt”
PIC 5x14 “Dumb Luck”
PIC 5x14 “Dumb Luck”
PIC 6x1 “Let the Games Begin”
PIC 6x4 “Animal Instincts”
PIC 6x4 “Animal Instincts”
PIC 6x4 “Animal Instincts”
PIC 6x7 “Cursed”
PIC 6x8 “9-1-1 What’s Your Fantasy?”
PIC 6x8 “9-1-1 What’s Your Fantasy?”
PIC 6x9 “Red Flag”
#buddie#eddie diaz#evan buckley#christopher diaz#the buckley diaz family#buckley diaz family#911 fox#911 on fox#911onfox#911 s6#911 season 6#911 season 6 speculation#911 meta#911#eddie diaz is BAE#eddie diaz character study 911#Whenever Eddie wears brown beige or tan
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Starkid’s Nightmare Time Sentence Starters: The Witch in the Web
I’m not quite sure if anyone else has done this yet, but here is a list of sentence starters taken from Starkid’s Nightmare Time season 1 episode 3, part 2: The Witch in the Web. Some of the lines have been edited to fit as sentence starters, and feel free to change pronouns/add names/etc as you see fit. Tw: alcohol, implied murder, implied choking, possession, mind control, knives.
“No need to run away.”
“No need to contemplate how deeply that you’re afraid.”
“Your life is a waning moon.”
“It’s a matter of time.”
“Don’t need to look far to find it.”
“Look behind you!”
“Hey what was that?”
“Boo!”
“Take every precaution, babe.”
“The timer is ticking down.”
“D’you even understand the danger that you are in?”
“You’re standing on shaky ground.”
“I’m in your head and you know it.”
“It’s all by design.”
“Where’d he/she/they go?”
“Just run away if you want.”
“The witch in the web wants power.”
“I can hold her/him/them just for so long.”
“A witch is a witch if you allow her/him/them, to have power over you.”
“The witch in the web is scary.”
“Their memories are mine.”
“I tell you this for a reason.”
“Just you and your guitar.”
“A witch becomes a coward when you remember who you are.”
“The witch in the web is ancient.”
“I know her/him/them well.”
“She/He/They certainly test(s) my patience.”
“I could throw away the keys now.”
“That’s not me, oh no.”
“A witch is a witch for a reason, until you let her/him/them go.”
“You got any idea what time it is?”
“It’s 3am!”
“I got a date bright and early with my future husband/wife/partner.”
“I have to keep singing, or I’ll forget the songs.”
“Hello again, _____.”
“Miss me?”
“I’m gonna marry you one of these days.”
“That’s amazing, _____!”
“You’re amazing.”
“Go play outside.”
“Where are we going today?”
“So...what’s your name?”
“That’s pretty.”
“Huh? Can’t hold who?”
“Hiya, _____.”
“Heya, darling.”
“Just came to check.”
“Whatcha got there?”
“Where’d you get that?”
“She/He/They inside?”
“She/He/They tell you to say that?”
“Let’s go have a word with her/him/them.”
“Thank you so much.”
“I taught you better than that.”
“If you’re gonna drink someone’s beers, you gotta throw in a few bucks.”
“There just seems to be a pattern here.”
“Oh, don’t get my hopes up.”
“This is no joke, _____.”
“I found her/him/them talking to a tree.”
“She/He/They need(s) to be mentally engaged with something.”
“Where’s her/his/their ukulele?”
“I was just cleaning it for her/him/them.”
“Here you go, _____.”
“Tattle-tale.”
“That’s not mine.”
“It’s wrong.”
“You think I got money for two of these?”
“This thing keeps me up all night.”
“She/He/They won’t stop playing.”
“How am I supposed to get my beauty sleep?”
“Don’t play past nine.”
“It’s the wrong color. Mine’s white.”
“Is this Nightmare Time too?”
“Pick up those knees! That’s it!”
“I see you’ve taken your first tenuous steps into the twenty first century.”
“You knew it was me.”
“Finally cave and get yourself a caller id?”
“That’s some fancy detective work there.”
“So, you busy tonight?”
“_____, are you asking me out?”
“It’s a school night.”
“I gotta wash my hair.”
“This isn’t about us.”
“I think she/he/they might be in need of your...expertise.”
“She’s/He’s/They’re the specialist I told you about.”
“What did I say?”
“You’re up.”
“You don’t know me.”
“I do know you haven’t been sleeping very well.”
“It must be a battle just keep your eyes open right now.”
“You wanna sleep, don’t you, _____?”
“You can rest. Deeply. Peacefully. Isn’t that what you want?”
“Why don’t you let us in so I can help.”
“Go sleep on the couch.”
“I think I’m in love with you. You know that?”
“Wouldn’t blame you.”
“I’m a friend of his/hers/theirs.”
“I work with children. I help them with problems that adults might not understand...or believe.”
“So he/she/they tell(s) me that your sister gave you this.”
“I used to play music too, a long time ago.”
“That’s not mine. She/He/They switched ‘em.”
“Can you tell me about ‘Nightmare Time?’”
“When did it start?”
“She/He/They used to sing to me.”
“I have to play her/his/their songs every night or I’ll forget them. I’ll forget her/him/them.”
“She/He/They want(s) to get rid of her/him/ them. Then she/he/they can get me.”
“What witch?”
“Three months. I bet that’s when he/she/they went away.”
“I bet that’s when the nightmares started.”
“She/he/they and her/his/their sibling were close.”
“I think she/he/they was/were afraid of leaving their sibling with no one.”
“Maybe it’s some kind of trauma that’s keeping her/him/them up at night.”
“I don’t think this is like the others.”
“I think she/he/they may be in some very bad trouble.”
“Can you help?”
“I’m gonna try.”
“So, _____, you say there’s a witch in Nightmare Time. She’s/He’s/They’re the one who wants to get you.”
“If you can promise to keep a secret, I’ll tell you something.”
“I’m a witch too.”
“Are you a good witch?”
“Have you ever seen this?”
“Why do you have that?”
“It’s okay.”
“I keep it safe.”
“It’s called the Black Book.”
“It’s bad.”
“Do you know who the Lords In Black are?”
“They’re her/his/their brothers.”
“They have followers.”
“I think one of them is in your mind.”
“We’re going to get her/him/them out.”
“No! There’s nothing good in there.”
“Sometimes things aren’t black and white.”
“Sometimes we have to use something bad to do something good.”
“It all has a price.”
“I can pay it.”
“I have very good credit.”
“You have to go into Nightmare Time.”
“Don’t worry...I’m going with you.”
“Relax. Focus on the sound of my voice.”
“Drift down. Deep down.”
“Good. Very good.”
“See? I told you I’d be with you.”
“You have to remember...this is your mind.”
“No matter what anyone here tries to tell you, you are in control.”
“Do you understand?”
“All the power here comes from you.”
“You are very powerful.”
“Where’s the witch?”
“That way.”
“Stay away, _____.”
“We can’t hold her/him/them anymore.”
“Who are they?”
“The men with hatchets put them here.”
“They all had a touch of the gift.”
“Some of them didn’t want to be planted.”
“The witch was stuck...but now she’s/he’s/they’re not.”
“Stay out, _____. She’ll/He’ll/They’ll get you.”
“_____, don’t stop.”
“Her/His/Their clothes are...old.”
“They get older the deeper you go.”
“Can I have your autograph?”
“We have to go back further. Much further.”
“This is as far as I’ve come.”
“I don’t know their names.”
“They’re so old, they forgot how to tell me.”
“We’re near the center.”
“The witch is close.”
“Let’s keep going.”
“I can’t do this.”
“Don’t let go.”
“Don’t lose me.”
“Lemme go!”
“You vile creature!”
“No! Please!”
“Kill her/him/them!”
“Her/His/Their immortal soul shall rot here.”
“The roots of the wood we plant shall ensnare her/him/them.”
“You have to take control!”
“You’re giving them the power!”
“They can kill you!”
“She’s/He’s/They’ve put you in her/his/their place!”
“The guilty must be punished.”
“You’re not the witch!”
“You must taste blood.”
“Are you alright?”
“I got scared.”
“I know you’re afraid of the witch.”
“She/He/They want(s) to trick you.”
“She/He/They want(s) to hide, and make a big loud noice.”
“She/He’s/They’re afraid of you too.”
“She’s/He’s/They’re dead.”
“You’re alive.”
“You’re much more powerful than she/he/they is/are.”
“She/He/They want(s) that power.”
“Don’t give it to her/him/them.”
“I don’t want to go back.”
“It’s not safe here.”
“Where are we?”
“I had to get you out of there.”
“I did the only thing I could.”
“I pulled you into my mind.”
“This is my Nightmare Time.”
“Be careful.”
“Look. There’s the exit.”
“Hold my hand. There are bad things in here.”
“Over here, my little star.”
“What’s shaking, _____?”
“Banana split. Banana pudding. There’s a thousand ways to eat a banana!”
“Why are they calling to me?”
“I don’t listen to them.”
“We just keep running into each other. Don’t we, _____?”
“How you doing there, _____?”
“Who are you? How do I know you?”
“Don’t you worry about that.”
“Are you hungry?”
“You’re one slippery little banana peel, you know that?”
“I got you now.”
“It’s a shame. So much power in that noggin going right to waste.”
“Let’s crack it open, see what’s inside!”
“You can’t hurt her/him/them. You’re dead.”
“I killed you.”
“You only killed me about half the time. The other half, I mopped the floor with that head of yours.”
“I ate your heart.”
“I took your jacket!”
“Your jacket fits me better anyway!”
“What are you talking about?”
“You thought you stopped it.”
“She/He/They see(s) it all. Every possibility.”
“That kid’s a battery.”
“She’s/He’s/They’re a nuclear power plant.”
“She/He/They brought me back with nothing more than a toot.”
“You’re a nightmare. That’s all.”
“That one’s a live wire.”
“For two hundred years, the ghost of that old witch couldn’t do much more than spook a few trick-or-treaters on Halloween.”
“She/He/They is/are a very busy woman/man/person.”
“Pretty soon, _____ body will be her/his/their new permanent residence.”
“That sounds like fun. Slipping into someone else’s skin.”
“Maybe I should give it a try.”
“Think about it. A real witch.”
“That’s a match made in...well, I don’t wanna say ‘Heaven.’”
“We’re out of time.”
“You have to get to the exit.”
“They’re not gonna let me go with you.”
“Go now, _____. Go.”
“Well, well. Together again. Just you and me.”
“It’s a grudge match.”
“Back off! I got a knife.”
“You mean this knife?”
“You come back just to talk?”
“You think I’m gonna fight you head-on? On your turf?”
“I don’t wanna get my ass kicked.”
“Hey, ladies.”
“I’m gonna cheat!”
“Hey, you got a frog in your throat?”
“What’re you waiting for? Go get her/him/them.”
“What about _____?”
“It’s up to her/him/them now.”
“Either she’s/he’s/they’re gonna wake up, or the witch will.”
“How will we know?”
“If the witch kills us, that’ll be a big hint.”
“I’m back! They let me go.”
“It’s over, _____.”
“Now we can stay here, together. Forever.”
“Look at all this stuff I brought you!”
“What’s this? A puppy! I’m gonna call you Spot.”
“Didn’t you give me something else?”
“This isn’t enough for you?”
“I used to play it.”
“It helped me remember...a friend.”
“What was her/his/their name?”
“You want some friends?”
“Check out these guys! I got the whole set!”
“Those are...her/his/their brothers. They’re bad.”
“Who told you that?”
“The world is theirs.”
“All worlds are theirs.”
“This can be ours. All you gotta do is agree to stay here...deep down in Drowsy Town.”
“I’m not a monster, like they all said.”
“You’re my own blood.”
“It’s you.”
“I gave you the choice.”
“You could’ve had your sister. Now you will have nothing!”
“Your bones will be mine!”
“Your blood will be mine!”
“You took it from me!”
“You hid it in Nightmare Time!”
“It’s mine! Not yours!
“I have the power!”
“You’ve been hanging around my brothers.”
“My Lords. My King. Your King, bitch!”
“Close your eyes, _____.”
“You were gonna hurt my friend.”
“I’m going to destroy you now.”
“A ghost no more.”
“Just...be gone.”
“Wake up, _____.”
“She’s/He’s/They’re going to confess to something that’s been weighing on her/his/their conscience.”
“She/He/They might go away for a while, _____.”
“What if, somehow, your sibling came home?”
“I’ll see what I can do.”
“You know, I help a lot of kids, and I always give them something when I go.”
“It’s imbued with the power of Greyskull.”
“As long as it’s on your head, nothing can harm you.”
“Take it back.”
“Why do you haunt me like a ghost?”
“You’re supposed to love me the most.”
“Got me in the spell you cast.”
“The iris of your eye is black.”
“Weren’t you the one to watch my back?”
“Have you noticed that my trust has turned?”
“You may have taught me but now I’ve learned.”
“Gotta catch you before I’m burned.”
“You used to keep me at your side.”
“Have you given that up?”
“I suppose you’d have me empathize?”
“You have a tendency to stab my back.”
“I’ll enjoy it as I watch you squirm.”
“What’s the point of giving love and trust?”
“I thought it was something that was worth the fight for.”
“Now I wonder what I worked so hard for.”
“I even thought that I could give my life for you.”
“I was the only one that loved and cared for you.”
“Have you noticed that I have it in for you?”
“As I grow older I have no need for you.”
“Got you in the spell I cast.”
“The iris of my eye is black.”
“If I’ma trust I’m gonna trust in me.”
“You may have taught me but I’m now learning.”
“All this time I’ve been untangling the web I spin for you.”
“I got to buy more time if I’m to run away.”
“You see I can unwind.”
“You got me inside my head.”
“With no way out, I’m caught.”
#rp sentence starters#sentence starters#sentence starter prompts#sentence starter memes#starkid sentence starters#hatchetfield sentence starters#nightmare time sentence starters#tw: alcohol#tw: implied murder#tw: implied choking#tw: knives#tw: possession
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I am going to rewatch one episode of ninjago a day until I ether give up or finish I will put my thoughts down as I watch it and rate each episode out of ten.
Day 3
Season 1 episode 3 snakebit
Waking up by gong sounds unnecessarily mean sensei wu
Matching pjs. Are amazing. Also I like to think wu got them the pjs before he recruited them to be ninja and don’t know what they liked so just got color coded matching pjs
Well Cole ninja do clean in fact they clean alto in the future
also I remember the bunks of their beds talking up a lot more room then they actually do
Cole using spinjitzu should have created more dirt on the bounty then cleaning the old junk by hand would
Also who is going to be in the desert wanting to buy stuff (besides Ed and Edna of corse but seriously who did Cole think would take this junk)
Zane and Kai freezing and melting the cabin to clean it will only cause wet and unstable wood and multiple burn marks
Why does this ship have mechanical bits if it was made in the serpentine wars era
How did they get a new video game console. Did they have like 300 more bucks to buy a new one or did the sunken pirate ship just have one lying around
Those controllers have movement sticks on the front of them. They are a sin on all good controlers out there. One they are huge two they look bad and three they have fudging movement sticks on the front.
Ed and Edna my original favorite parents
I love their car it’s so funky in a good way
I love that jay can tell it’s his parents just from their car honk
At least we know where Jay gets his huge mouth from
That funky little car any time I look at it moving or just admire it’s extraness I just go :D
Ed and Edna are such good parents
They just need to learn some boundaries
I miss the old bounty’s bridge it was so simple but it looks so cool
Also I feel for jay. Having your parents tell embaresing stories sounds so mortifying. That’s why I tell all the embarrassing stories my self so I can make it sound funny.
jay stop being a jerk to ur parents
Stap bullying jay wu
That’s it I’m marking Ed and Edna as national treasures. They bring so much light into the world
Baby Lloyd hyping himself up is so cute I want to give this child a hug
Russian Sneks
The fangpyre were the Sneks I was most scared of as a kid because of the fact of the bite you they turn you into one of them, and as a kid that was terrified of things like zombies, vampires, werewolves, and any fnaf character they were scary. Not nightmare inducing scary but still up there.
Baby Lloyd’s laugh :)
Poor Ed and Edna
The Snek themed vehicles still look so cool
The other ninja trying to force jay into going to the junkyard to visit his parents because none of them have good relationship(parents disappeared/can’t remember) with their parents is so sweet
Also Cole your mom is dead so why are you calling her
Jay is such a simp
That is a huge fricking thermometer. I don’t even want to know where he stuck that.
Poor Cole he’s losing Rocky
Well Cole and Kai are at it again stealing each other’s voices. Another two for the counter (5)
That walk must be miserable. The longest I have walked is all around Disney world and by the end of they day my feet wanted to Rest In Peace. I can’t imagine how they are doing this in a blazing hot dessert.
Two falcon clones because making another bird model would have been too expensive
Any time jay speaks with what ever acsent he speaks with is so jarring to modern day jay that I double take if he is actually talking or if it’s a voice swap
You can see bloody bite marks on there arms that’s wild for a 2010s cartoon show
Why does the staff have the antivenin to every serpentine power it seems counter productive.
Nya be girl bossing out here (I’ll show myself out)
Lloyd with the boom box made me belly laugh for some reason. Has modern day cartoon poop, butt, and fart jokes made me week to any funny looking thing.
Love gremlin Lloyd he be sticking his metaphorical middle finger up at everybody
Also this music be boping
The funny thing is Cole he wasn’t born in a junkyard he was abandoned in it
Jay jumping like that was so cool
Also Snek controls are creepy
Baby Lloyd: GET TO DA CHOPPER
Bouncy boom box bouncy boom box
Kai’s line about riding the sword like a boom stick has so much more meaning the did when I was a kid. It’s ten times more funny now
I love the transformation sequences for the golden weapon vehicles there so fancy
Also from worst to best design probably goes like Kai’s bike, Zane’s bike, jays jet, and then coles car thing. I like bikes and I think they are cool and jays jet stands out, but coles car thingy in just forgettable in my opinion. I actually couldn’t remember what his vehicle was untill I watched the episode.
Bad Cole replacing Rocky so quickly with a forgettable car thingy
Jay forgot to read his instruction manual on how to fly his magical jet and got the staff because he was lucky
Ninja teamwork at its finest
Nya to the rescue! She saved her simp
Go jlopy go
I do not like how Ed and Edna shook after ingesting the antivenin
Ed to the rescue!!
And the bounty has never looked this good before
Fly bounty fly!
Idiots this is why they tell you to always hold on to items when in flight
I love the Walker family they just love each other so much
Also Ed’s line about jay being there greatest invention just makes my heart melt
HUGS :D
Final thoughts
This episode was much better than I remember it being. With the wholesome family content we have in here and the great fight sequences, it just makes a great episode. My only gripes with this one is that it drags a bit and the other ninja kinda were thrown in the backseat for this one. It also brings to my attention that each episode seems to have a focus ninja like how episode two was focused on Zane and this one was focused on jay. Over all I’d give this episode a solid 9.5/10
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Santa Claus Man Pt 2: Mardi Gras
Battle of lights, Coney Island Mardi Gras, oil on canvas 1913-14
So to continue our reading hour of the Santa Claus Man, Our Good Friend John was both the best and the worst person to decide to take up the mantle of Santa Claus in New York. He actually had a lot of experiance with working for a family business customs company, so. The man knew about shipping. He had the experiance to do this and understood what was required, and he was tired of working for his family's company.
The guy got a lot of press later in which he proclaimed that he absolutely super just wanted to do this job for the children 🥺❤️ but, well. There may have been another reason.
The thing is Our Good Friend John may have been in juuuuuust a little bit of trouble. In 1913. Right around the time he definitely purely magnanimously decided to take the job to make some Christmas for children of New York. In September he had been involved in a public relations nightmare when he took a job promoting a Bloodless Bullfight that was supposed to bring all the spectacle of bullfighting with none of the violence. It was taking place during marti gras week in New York, on Coney Island, the stands were packed, aaaand if you know anything about bulls you may be able to guess where this is going.
Coney Island was buck fucking wild in 1913— society was pretty buttoned up on the whole, it's sure not the roaring 20s yet, but on Coney island there were clowns and games and a booth where you could specifically smash china to get some catharsis (which, as a side note, sounds fucking sick, can we bring that back?) And it's Mardi gras, so it's wild, everybody's drunk, Our Good Friend John has charmed the press, and uuuuuuh.
Bull wouldn't fight.
The matador they'd brought over from Spain is waving a flag in this thing's face, trying to get it to fight, charge, do anything, and it doesn't give a Fuck, because bulls aren't actually all that pissed off by the color red. So. The matador breaks Our Good Friend John's promise to the crowds that there would be no violence, and he bops the bull on the nose. And the bull charges him! And he jumps out of the way! And! Then! The bull! Uh.
Rams the fucking barricade separating it from the audience.
The audience runs screaming from the stands, which start to empty out, sure that the bull's about to come back for another round, only it doesn't, because!
It had just straight up knocked itself unconscious.
So.
This event is already a failure, and it's about to get worse, because a number of people (who were perhaps, not idiots) had been absolutely sure this event would come to violence, and they were members of Several animal welfare groups, and vets, who jumped the barrier and ran to the unconscious bull— bloodied, by the way, either from the impact with the wall or by the smack on the nose (probably the wall let's be real) and they very very very swiftly brought the cops down on Our Good Friend John's head for animal cruelty while the matador ran for his fucking life and managed to escape arrest.
So! John finishes Mardi Gras in a prison cell, his reputation is in shambles, and he could go back to his parents customs company to juggle tariffs for the rest of his life, but he's a smart man. He can recover from this. He's resourceful. He has money. And in December, he gets the gift of one more shot at basking in the limelight and the glow of success.
So hey, how hard could being Santa be?
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There are two few things to announce and Mack Daddy thanks people because it need to be said that they are realizing something
-other things to announce we're going ahead with our son's programs these people all stink and suck and we need to light them up and pull them off people all over the world. We're doing it now. We also found that people are very heinous today and awful and he had a hell of a time with this idiot on the phone and the other idiot about the credit card and at the end of it you say it's none of your business what are you doing it for and he's saying it kind of and they're saying well we're told to and stuff and they are kind of told to enforce to and it says it kind of helps a little cuz they're going to be really actually horrendous dicks and they're trying to and they're not really into it and Mom wasn't either see that is and it became a nightmare later but this other thing is happening
-yeah we discovered that we need to purchase more companies and they were coming to us
*gold and it's a valuable commodity we started to purchase it and then we noticed that people want us to refine it for them and it is an industry and it's very picky and you use mercury it's dangerous and they have a reason for that so we know why and they have other reasons too but we are going to get in there and take over the companies oddly enough their names after the Jewelers there are several companies coming to us there is a huge one and people don't think they're huge but it's Kay Jewelers and they did not have our daughter and Son's rings but we bought that company too Kay Jewelers we bought a total of 70% and there's three others they're rather famous and he doesn't know them very well and she's happy about that Tiffany's is not selling but we heard that they were thinking about it and they'll sell if the others do because they'll be pressured people will try and go there for jobs and other and won't be able to get in and it's going to be a nightmare and they thought they took advantage of our son and he doesn't think so they made a lot of money and it is illegal and we will sue if we take over the company it's going to be a painful process.
*along with Jewelers they have metal Smiths and one of the metal Smith's name is is Smith and that's what they're called and no it's called Smith smelting and it is one of the reasons why we don't hire you people for work because when you smelt stuff you screw it up and it's too long or not long enough and a son and daughter saying they really haven't done much of it it's got to be a certain color and texture and it really is it really does not take that much thought we are now 60% of this company
*another smelting company and it is from Spain more or less and no it is it's Cordova and it's everywhere this company does it everywhere and actually Trump imitates the guy fairly well and he does a whole bunch of stuff trying to slander him for some reason and we think that he's out even so it doesn't make sense but that's what he's doing you have 60% of this company controlling share yes we're going to make changes immediately
*Johnson & Johnson circle back and sold their entire hygiene company soaps and toothpaste body wash and anesthetic and antiseptic and and more there's tons of products for the body and we have now have 70% of that division and it is somewhat independent but we have a certain amount of control they'll probably Force us to take over the rest
*Swiss army knife and it is a company that builds all sorts of other stuff but they're Swiss army knives are the most famous on Earth they are a wonderful wonderful life and company the things work great and it's been a joy for our son for a long time and he's a famous fan. One of them was half the size of what he has the other was just two blades and he's had one that was made by them and it was a large buck knife switchblade and people didn't like that one he liked it and it's been a bunch of movies killing you. It's a it's very sturdy it's the blade is very strong and it's going to be a long night cuz the idiot is back
*couple more companies and we'll take a break it's a backhoe company no it's an attachment company and it's called the ramset and that is the name they make things like ram ho and they make all sorts of attachments extendahoe and they sell buckets and all sorts of different buckets trenching buckets and they sell a system that you attach that allows you to trench offset trenching is what it is and they sell crane attachments and all sorts of things for the backhoe big ones small ones they have huge extensions and they articulate and sometimes they have an extra segment sometimes it's for concrete pumping if you meet the requirements usually it's for a very big backhoes that are gigantic they're they're too big for the road but mostly they're ramset which is to break concrete and they use it for saws but that's the mainstay is a demolition and they have all sorts of hammers that you install and our son is seeing him and boy they allowed he says it's so loud and it probably causes damage to the rest of the concrete it's absolutely true you can't break something out of a foundation that way it does not work so we trying to avoid it and you saw us and you can mount sauce on them we have 60% of the company as controlling Sharon we're making changes it's a huge huge company they make a lot of carbide items they have a lot of very hardened steel it's a lot of super strength steel and alloy steel with titanium now because it just takes too long to sell all that stuff and really it's needed all over the world some backhoes are 45 ft tall and 80 ft long and they don't look like a backhoe as much as they usually do most of them are tracked and have a friend attachment that's smaller a front and it's not a loader and they set it down and they said stanchions down and then they use the back which is gigantic it's like 4 ft by 2 ft by about 80 to 100 ft and they rip things apart and they have claws they also provide them and we do now so we're going to switch this company up and start making a lot of demolition stuff they also lift in demo equipment and other equipment and they walk it in in the front end is where usually goes or from a chain on the front end my son has seen that like every day of the week they're very helpful machines you can grade with them and use a special attachment on the back and they call them great all and you can put different attachments in the front and you can plow snow with them they plow sand with them down here and just keep plowing it and plowing it it's a very versatile tool and you can do farm equipment it's basically an old fashioned tractor that is redesigned a little
*he says it's a wonderful piece of equipment and Hera is smiling because she saw him use it like an expert and he was hurting and he was feeling sick and he pulled that stump out and cleaned it up and moved it by pinching it and she said where did you learn that he said I saw it once I think and he saw it once and he did the whole job with no problem except broke one stone from the guy's Walnut store and the guy never noticed the whole thing he did from the driveway tearing the he told the driveway out while they did by hand but then he dug the new one and graded it and he put soil and he ripped out a stump and dug out the old wall and delivered it to someone that was a trick and flatten the whole front yard and dug out for a walkway they did a great job out back he ripped out of a stair and I think he buried it there's a lot of funny things he was doing in the neighbor saws and what he was doing and it took him two days and he had fun how's the commented like crazy how does he know how to do it and they notice it's not moving very fast but he knows how to do it they were amazed they've never seen a kid do that and he's basically a kid and he said I did my driveway in westborough some of them looked at it and said well the kid knows how to run it so they're impressed at work it still did not help him with these maniacs
Thor Freya
Olympus
It's kind of crazy here right now I see what's happening troops are coming in and different ones and they might break up the guy who's trying to take over I wish I'll see what he thinks happens is a pseudo empire goes after the clones and them and we have a report said it might happen that the pseudo empire starts in with the clones they have a war and the pseudo empire fails we do have notes that say that
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Party Like a Pro: Bulk Lollies for Every Celebration
Are you the designated party planner in your social circle? Whether it's a birthday bash, a festive Christmas gathering, or just a casual get-together with friends, there's one thing that can never be overlooked – lollies! And not just any lollies, but the kind that sets your event apart from the rest. In this blog, we'll explore the wonders of bulk lollies, why they're a game-changer for your celebrations, and where you can find the best selection, including some fantastic options for your upcoming Christmas festivities.
Bulk Lollies: More Than Just a Sweet Treat
Let's face it – no party is complete without a sweet touch, and bulk lollies are the secret weapon in every savvy host's arsenal. But why go for bulk? The reasons are as sweet as the treats themselves.
Variety Galore
One of the top advantages of opting for bulk lollies is the unparalleled variety they offer. From classic ABC Letters (Kingsway) to the ever-popular Allsep Snakes, your guests will be spoiled for choice. Picture this: a candy buffet adorned with Almonds – Dark Chocolate and Almonds – Milk Chocolate, creating a visual feast that's as tempting as it is delightful.
Convenience at Its Best
Imagine running out of lollies mid-party – a host's worst nightmare! Bulk lollies come to the rescue with their convenience factor. No need to worry about frequent restocking or running to the lolly shop near you every hour. With bulk quantities, you're well-prepared to keep the fun rolling.
Cost-Effective Celebrations
Bulk lollies aren't just about abundance; they're also about saving you some bucks. Purchasing in bulk often comes with discounted prices, making it a cost-effective choice for budget-conscious hosts. Now you can have a fabulous celebration without breaking the bank.
Lolly Shop Near Me: A Convenient Solution
Speaking of convenience, the phrase "lolly shop near me" is music to the ears of any party planner. The last thing you want is to embark on a cross-city quest for your party essentials. Luckily, with the rise of online lolly shops, the perfect party treats are just a click away.
One such gem is Lolly Kingdom, where you can buy individual lollies in bulk with utmost ease. Their website, lolly-kingdom.com.au, is a treasure trove of delectable options that will elevate your celebration to new heights. From timeless classics to trendy delights, Lolly Kingdom has it all.
Bulk Christmas Lollies: Spreading Festive Cheer
Now, let's talk about the most wonderful time of the year – Christmas! Bulk Christmas lollies are a must-have for adding that extra dose of joy to your holiday celebrations. Imagine adorning your Christmas table with a delightful mix of Aniseed Rings – Milk Chocolate, Aniseed Rings – Sugar, and festive Berries & Creams Rainbow (Allseps). It's a guaranteed way to make your festivities memorable.
Top Picks for Your Lolly Buffet
Now that you're eager to embrace the bulk lolly trend, let's dive into some top picks that will undoubtedly steal the show at your next event:
ABC Letters (Kingsway): Spell out the fun with these nostalgic and colorful alphabet-shaped lollies. Perfect for adding a playful touch to your candy buffet.
Allsep Snakes: A timeless classic, Allsep Snakes are a crowd-pleaser. Their vibrant colors and fruity flavors make them a hit among both kids and adults.
Almonds – Dark Chocolate and Almonds – Milk Chocolate: For the chocolate lovers in the crowd, these chocolate-coated almonds are a sophisticated and indulgent treat.
Animal Pops: Bring out the inner child in everyone with these whimsical and delightful Animal Pops. An Instagram-worthy addition to your lolly spread.
Aniseed Balls and Aniseed Rings – Sugar: Satisfy the sweet tooth with the distinctive flavor of aniseed. These classics are sure to be a talking point among your guests.
Barley Sugar: A timeless favorite, barley sugar candies bring a touch of nostalgia to any celebration. Their clear and sweet taste appeals to all generations.
Berries & Creams Rainbow (Allseps): Embrace the festive spirit with these colorful and fruity delights. The vibrant hues will add a pop of color to your Christmas celebration.
Where to Find the Best Bulk Lollies in Australia
When it comes to sourcing the best bulk lollies in Australia, look no further than Lolly Kingdom. Their extensive selection, user-friendly website, and commitment to quality make them a go-to destination for party planners across the country.
At Lolly Kingdom, you can explore their diverse range of bulk lollies, conveniently order online, and have your chosen treats delivered right to your doorstep. It's a hassle-free experience that ensures your focus remains on creating memorable moments at your event.
In Conclusion
Party planning doesn't have to be stressful, especially when you have the power of bulk lollies on your side. The variety, convenience, and cost-effectiveness they offer make them an essential element of any successful celebration. So, whether you're gearing up for a birthday extravaganza, a casual gathering, or a festive Christmas feast, consider going big with bulk lollies. Your guests will thank you, and your party will be remembered as the sweetest event in town!
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Jennifer Lavin Cheats and Becomes Exposed: Chicago Family Lawyer
You all must be familiar with and aware that clients mostly put their blind trust in their lawyers and believe them to represent their life’s necessary court trial appropriately. However, this may not always reap the fruit one expects. The reason is that money, greed, dishonesty, disinterest, scamming schemes, and selflessness find their way to demolish the colorful pillar of hope for a quick way out of the lawsuit. Well, this is my personal experience of the immensely worst crisis of my life. It was a time when my divorce was already making my life crash, and I got trapped by a swindling lawyer Jennifer L. Lavin to further, lose my precious time and money.
Jennifer Lavin’s Horrific Signs of Negligence and Sudden Shift with Paid Clients
All this nightmare began one day when I sought advice from some friends to hire a good family lawyer to settle my divorce case. I approached Lavin at my earliest convenience, i.e., right the next day. She ‘appeared’ to be someone who would understand and lead my case quickly and efficiently. But I was completely wrong when I got persuaded by her. She cleverly maneuvered her way to gain my trust by promising me everything I needed to listen and believe at that hard time in my life. I was totally stuck, and she took advantage of my weak mental state. So, as I made a decision to hire her, she demanded a huge sum of money as her initial fee. I was really broke and could not afford such a hefty amount.
Seeing my falling spirits, she bucked me up and said there would be no other payment if I arranged this one. I calculated my options and then gave in to her, anticipating receiving an excellent and quick solution.
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➡️ https://jenniferlavinexposed.blogspot.com/2022/11/chicago-family-lawyer.html
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Mutual longing
It’s 03:43 and I missed writing James, uf i love this one
Warning: 18+
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Oh, James is a breathtaking sight. With his dark hair and twinkling eyes, his tall toned body and charming smile. His smooth voice and irresistible accent. He is the whole package.
Lost in thought you imagined him fucking you against the wall, his big hand over your mouth to contain your moans as he pounded you aggressively-
„Hey“ Lily chirped, leaning over the table to give you a friendly hug, „Sorry I‘m late, head girl shit.“
You hugged her back, acting as if you didn‘t just imagine getting absolutely railed by the fellow head boy.
„Don‘t worry ‘bout it. Haven‘t been long anyway.“
Lily rolled her eyes and gave you a teasing smile.
„Knowing you, you probably showed up fifteen minutes early to be polite. You can give me shit you know, I deserve it.“
You laughed lightly before you furrowed your brows dramatically and held up a finger much like Professor McGonagall when she lectured the marauders again.
„Lily Evans you little shit. Hopefully you will have a long dreadful nightmare for the shit you put me through!“
Lily smirked at you and nodded, impressed with your choice of words.
„That would be James trying to hug me again, so no thank you.“ She clapped her hands. „Right, lets start.“
You couldn‘t help but think of just how fucking hot it would be to be in James‘ strong arm. Breathless moans and impatient hands tugging down your skirt. His hands all over your body, slowly moving down towards your-
Fuck.
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Sometime during your meetup Remus appeared and sat down with you. Then came Peter. With him Sirius and of course James.
„I swear Black if you don‘t shut the fuck up“ Lily said forcefully, very close to yelling, „I‘m gonna beat your stupid face with this book!“
Sirius’ wand fell from between his clenched jaw, he was trying to impersonate a growling dog, and he rolled his eyes.
„Calm down, Evans. Besides, Remus would totally not appreciate that, considering my face is number one in his list of“, he cleared his throat theatrically, „Reasons why Sirius Black is the most enchanting being I‘ve ever fucked.“
Remus, already used to Sirius‘ crude remarks, just continued to read his book, his index finger tracing shapes on Sirius‘ palm absentmindedly.
„I agree“ Remus mumbled, missing the way Sirius blushed and melted with his next words, „Sirius is enchanting.“
Sirius, content with the attention he got, leaned his head against his boyfriends shoulder and finally shut his mouth. Lily smiled gratefully at Remus, who send her a wink, the corner of his lips pulling up slightly to show that he had said it on purpose. Not that they needed to know just how accurate Sirius had been with the list.
You threw a glance at James and saw him engrossed with his potions textbook, lips moving silently as he read through the pages. Taking the time to admire him from up close, you watched how his brows would furrow and ease up whenever he worked out a problem, how he would bite his lip in concentration or scratch his nose and push up his glasses when they slipped down his nose.
Truly handsome. Sex on legs.
Fuck why can‘t he just touch you already.
For someone who flirts on the daily he sure was oblivious to girls who were actually interested in him. And not gay, unlike Lily, who literally had a pin on her bag with the lesbian flag on it.
Might get a pin with “Fuck me James“ printed on it. Maybe then he‘ll know, you thought bitterly.
You had already planned a whole color scheme for the pins when a foot nudged your shin under the table and forced you out of your head.
„Need help“ James whispered and slid his worksheet over to you, „Please?“
Oh hell yes. No need to beg, Potter.
„Sure“ You said, congratulating yourself for sounding confident, „Give me a min.“
Reading through the question your took a moment to think about the answer, scribbling it down yourself instead of telling him. You weren‘t sure how long you could gaze into his eyes and act like you didn‘t have wet dreams about him.
Satisfied you looked back up and noticed him already looking at you, or more specifically your mouth.
A devilish idea crossed your mind. Oh, yes.
Acting as if you were still thinking, you bit your lip softly, tracing your bottom lip with your tongue to leave it glistening pink. James swallowed, hand loosening his tie and he lowered his head with blushing cheeks.
„Here“ You smiled, gently sliding the paper back to him and shivered a little when your fingertips touched.
His fingers had to business being so close to the top of the sheet, considering he was sitting across from you and could have just grabbed the bottom part. Hope flared in your chest when you saw him just as taken aback by the touch and you basked in the radiant grin he shot you from under his mop of hair.
Your stomach swarmed with butterflies and you let out a small breath, thighs clenching.
Oh James.
„I should get going“ You said after a while, not in the mood to study anymore.
James‘ head whipped up and he got up as well, packing his bag in time with you. Your eyes widened in surprise, but you refrained from making your excitement too obvious.
„Yeah me too, I‘m tired. Goodnight.“ James rushed and gently pulled you along by the strap of your bag.
The others just grumbled in response, Sirius fast asleep and drooling while Remus waved his hand dismissively. Lily muttered a quick, „I‘ll join in a few minutes“, which actually translates to hours.
Since the others aren‘t here I could have some alone time with James.
Oh shit, there goes your brain. It was really creative when it came to imagening James‘ moans, considering you never heard them before. Or his dick. Fuck.
You silently made your way upstairs and sadly it was an awkward one. Frankly you blamed James for being so hot that you literally had no clue what to say, not knowing that he thought the exact same thing. Sure he is all for, „Everyone can wear what they bloody want“ and he had proven that point by wearing skirts multiple times, but fuck-
You in that skirt has to be criminal by some kind of law right? Has to be a sin in some kind of religion? And don‘t get him started on your lips-
James shook his head to get rid of the mental images and focused on his breathing. Praying that you wouldn’t see his boner.
Somehow you had made it to the empty common room and turned to each other at the same time to say goodnight. Both of you had not considered the distance between your faces, which proved to be extremely short with your noses bumping painfully.
„I‘m so-“
Your words died down when James kissed you hard, his big hands - oh those big, callous hands you‘ve been dreaming about for weeks finally touching your cheeks to pull you impossibly close.
Stunned by his sudden desire to kiss you, you pulled your head away to look into his face and what you saw made you smash your lips on his and his back against the wall.
His quiet, absolutely submissive noises shot straight into your blood and you press your hips against his to hear more of it. His arms were wrapped around your neck, hands buried in your hair as he opened your legs with his knee to press his thigh between your legs.
The rough fabric of his pants made you shudder and your hands slid down his upper body until you got to his cock. James head sank against the wall with a dirty moan as you put your hand in his pants to touch him. Shit, his skin was so soft and hot and he already has precum on the tip.
James lips met yours sloppily as he pushed you backwards onto the couch and sank down between you legs on the ground, moving your feet to rest on the cushion. He clearly didn‘t have any more patience in him and made quick work of pushing your panties aside to rub his fingers against your soaking entrance.
„Come on, James“ You moaned, bucking against him when he finally pushed two fingers inside.
„Mmm look at you“ James groaned out, leaving kisses along your inner thighs and let out wanton sound when your cunt clenched around him.
You didn‘t care about anything but his fingers fucking you at this point, whining when the cool metal of his ring pressed against your clit. You jerked at the hot sensation of his tongue curling around your clit, greedily sucking your pussy lips into his mouth.
„Oh James!“ You whimpered breathlessly, pulling his face so close that his nose was smushed against your lower belly, feeling the vibrations of every moan he let out shoot directly to your cunt.
Pulling him up by his hair you kissed him again, panting into his open mouth when he kept pistoning his fingers into your cunt.
„Please let me fuck you“ James begged needily, brows pinched in longing to feel you around his throbbing cock, „Please I can‘t wait anymore!“
Instead of answering, you pushed his pants down with your heels and trapped him between your legs. James hissed in relief when he felt some kind of friction on his cock and eased himself inside.
„Oh“ James let out a broken whimper, head thrown back in sheer bliss, „Feel so good.“
You couldn’t answer, way to enamored with the way he stretched you open so deliciously, watching his cock push into your body. Oh fuck, the sight was so dirty and crass and yet you couldn‘t take your eyes off him.
„James“ You gasped with difficulty, „James please ‘m‘gonna cum!“
James bend your legs so they were over his shoulders and pounded you harshly, face screwed up in ecstasy with the way you cried out his name. Your moans cut off only to be replaced by sobs when the tip of his cock hit your g-spot over and over again.
„Yes yes yes“ James chanted, pressing his forehead on yours to stare at your dazed expression, „tell me how you feel!“
Your shook your head quickly, signaling him that you couldn‘t possibly form a coherent sentence, but his persisted.
„Tell me how you feel!“ James hissed, thumb suddenly on your clit and you broke.
„Good good so fucking good“ You cried, latching on his body to encourage him to fuck you harder.
„Prove it“ James moaned brokenly, „Cum for me!“
His other hand wrapped around your delicate throat and squeezed firmly, making you tip over the edge and cry out your release. James‘ orgasm made him tremble so violently that he couldn‘t hold himself up anymore, collapsing on your chest with a deep throaty whimper as he filled your cunt with his hot cum.
„Fuck yes“ James ground out, hips still pushing in and out of you, like he couldn’t bear the thought of stopping. He raised his head to watch you, his pupils still dilated, pink lips quivering with aftershocks.
James looked absolutely wrecked and satisfied. He stared at you as if staring at a goddess, nuzzling close to hear your heartbeat.
„You okay?“ James asked quietly and tucked himself back in to help you clean up.
„Yeah, perfect.“ You grinned, letting him help you up and pull you towards his dorm.
He gave you a playful smile, but you saw the slight nervousness in his eyes.
„Stay?“
God, yes. Finally. Fuck those pins, who needs them.
„Yes.“
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Crit Role Miniature Rollout: C3E11 Chasing Nightmares
With Andrew Harshman
An archive and analysis of the minis used on CR.
Lots of action and plot development this sesh! New villain, new miniatures, new moon, and new questing horizons. Plenty of plastic and resin on display this episode, let us analyze the new models.
Buy yourself a chisel and bark at the moon, it’s time for Crit Role Miniature Rollout Campaign 3 Episode 11!
Chest and Trove 5E Condition Rings
Dwarven Forge Dungeons
Dwarven Forge Dungeons of Doom
Dwarven Forge Chair
Dwarven Forge Castle Stone Stairs
Dwarven Forge Dungeons of Doom Cages
Dwarven Forge Dungeons of Doom Vaulted Open Arch Wall
Dwarven Forge Powerstone Charger
Dwarven Forge Dungeons of Doom Bars Insert
Dwarven Forge Pathfinder Plaguestone - Alchemy Poisoner's Bench
Dwarven Forge Dungeons of Doom Vaulted Large Curved Walls
Pathfinder Battles Crown of Fangs: Court of the Crimson Throne Torch Pillars
Terrain Crate Round Table
Terrain Crate Torture Rack
Terrain Crate Debris Barricades
Dungeon Lair Chair
Hirst Arts Large Crate
Halaster’s Lab Candles and Summoning Circle
Tiny Furniture Dark Magister Workplace (barrel on top shelf iteration)
Arcknight Spell Effects
Custom Campaign 3 Party Minis
D&D® Icons of the Realms: Spell Effects: Mighty Conjurations Arcane Eye Spiritual Weapon - Warhammer
Volo & Mordenkainen's Foes #27 Boneclaw
Night Below #42 Trained Carrion Crawler
Mythic Odysseys of Theros #03 Oracle
Monster Menagerie #20 Werewolf
Flaming Sphere - Blood War #27 Living Flaming Sphere
Monster Menagerie 2 #001 Giant Rat
Assorted scatter terrain
The Heroes
At last, there’s our boy! Chetney’s miniature looks amazing. Quite the imposing pose. And the paint looks very good from over here.
Like the rest of the party figures, Chetney’s werewolf form appears to also be custom. A very nice werewolf mini, Joe Manganiello would surely approve. But you know what would take this wolfmangnome to the next level? The werewolf’s shorts should really be the same colorful pattern as Chetney’s beanie. Ah what fun that would be.
The Villains
Nightmare King Volo & Mordenkainen's Foes #27 Boneclaw
Mini image sourced from minisgallery.com
Zoinks Scoob, it’s a BUH-BUH-BUH-BUH-BONECLAW! Spoopy. Say, this is a pretty good model. With impressive table presence that makes for an intense looking boss monster, despite the rather flat paint. And for some reason the boneclaw’s skirt looks like it’s made of black pudding ooze:
Screenshot from C2E116
The Nonplayer Characters
Gurge Human Form Mythic Odysseys of Theros #03 Oracle
Mini image sourced from minisgallery.com
Wildman Gurge is lookin’ fit. And he’s got that sweet championship belt. No wonder he’s famous, this man’s got an impressive aesthetic. I like this character and I like this miniature.
Gurge Werewolf Form Monster Menagerie #20 Werewolf
Mini image sourced from minisgallery.com
Well will you look at that, Matt Mercer picked two miniatures with matching poses. That’s clever as all get out! Well played dungeon master. Not an especially engaging werewolf miniature, but I’ll give it a pass for the pose matching. Spectacular. Inspired mini picks.
Test Subject Monster Night Below #42 Trained Carrion Crawler
Mini image sourced from minisgallery.com
A carrion crawler with a beanie, what fun! A bit puzzling, but fun. When I started collecting prepainted D&D miniatures, I kept encountering this model and not purchasing it. Cuz like, when I’m building a miniature collection, I don’t want a trained carrion crawler. I want a buck wild, ferocious carrion crawler! Kind of a curious sculpt with limited uses. But it just so happens that one of those uses is in a fey villain’s secret laboratory. Another great miniature pick.
Closing Thoughts
The mini rain is here after a three episode drought and it feels so refreshing! Now that all the PCs and their miniatures have been revealed, I expect some promotional miniature photos to appear on the Critical Role social media pages. Excited to get a closer look see at these fine figures.
See ya next sesh!
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alright, this might seem basic but I love that creepy shit- so how about a yandere necromancer?
now, perhaps they didn't start out as a necromancer- or maybe they did, and were highly skilled pre-darling's death.
anyways, obviously, their darling is dead for some reason and they will stop at nothing to be with the one they love. even if something's... a bit off.. with their darling when they reunite with their dearest... ♡
tw - unhealthy relationships, obsessive behavior, codependence, mentions of blood/injury.
I think it'd be fun if they were a healer, too, a gentle soul who knew just enough to close open wounds, break a fever, soothe aches and throbs and all the nasty, terrible things people would have to suffer through, if it weren't for them. They know which spells to use to mend broken bone, which herbs help to cure which sicknesses, and they know your body, all its invisible faults, every blood vessel and nerve ending and little, tender spot, so easily poked and prodded until you laugh and bat their hand away and cuddle into them, content to be seen as a medical specimen as long as you're the medical specimen that won their heart. They love you. They know you. They've had plenty of time to learn.
You haven't changed much, considering how extensive the damage could've been. Once they washed off the blood, sewed what was open shut, preserved what had to be preserved and did what they could to bring some of the color back to your cheeks, it was hard to tell anything had happened at all, even if your hands were still cold, your eyes still lifeless, your body still limp and slack when they're feeling desperate enough to try and hold you. You're still you, you're just different, drained, missing something important. You're a little tired, but they can wake you up. You're sick, but they're a healer. You're broken, but they can fix you.
And they will fix you. You're missing something, something you need, but it's nothing rare, nothing they can't find a replacement for. They're willing to get their hands dirty, too, to cut open the bucks and crows and foxes who used to come and go from their garden freely, to carve symbols they've only seen in nightmares into fur and flesh, to chant incantations that leave their thoughts buzzing and their tongue burning in their mouth. They offer their aid to the sick and dying, trading cures and curses for a willingness to endure experimentation, and when that leads to nothing, they take in the young and healthy, instead, tearing apart and putting together and tearing apart again until they can't remember what they're looking for, anymore. They doubt themself, sometimes, doubt the method, read reports written by like-minded eccentrics of blank stares and black blood, of lost memories and muddled speech and a new determination to carry out nature's will, but then they visit you, cold and pale, and they think better of it. You'd want them to do this. They've already lost so much time to hesitance, trepidation thinly veiled as patience. You need them.
And they wouldn't want to keep you waiting any longer.
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delicate; b.barnes
chapter twelve - “it’s hovercraft time, bucky barnes”
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word count: 2.4k
synopsis: neither bucky nor y/n can sleep... until they do. and the next day brings them an unexpected, but pleasant surprise.
pairings: bucky barnes x fem!reader
It was four in the morning when the psychologist and the super soldier got in their respective beds after the nightmare. Y/N laid on her side in the bunk across from Bucky, facing away from him and staring at the wall. Her body wanted to sleep but her mind kept whirring on and on, worrying about him.
It wouldn't be that bad if she could just ignore it. It wouldn't be so bad if she wasn't wide awake also thinking about how it would be utterly impossible for him to have any eye color other than blue.
She sighed. Christ almighty, just go to sleep.
About twenty minutes passed before she heard it.
"Why are you still up?" he mumbled.
She turned over to her other side, dramatically, staring at his silhouette in the dark.
"How could you possibly know that?"
"I'm a trained assassin," he said, as a matter of fact. "I can recognize breath patterns."
"Yeah, well I know for a fact that you aren't even trying to fall back asleep."
"How could you possibly know that?" he repeated her question.
"I just do," she stated before turning on her back and staring straight up.
He scoffed playfully.
"What?" she asked.
Her tone wasn't as playful. It wasn't angry or annoyed; she could never be with him. But, it was void of emotion and her usual sarcastic cadence. She didn't enjoy people reading her like that. She knew he wasn't, but it felt like she was being called out for caring so much. She wanted to rein in her own compassion, but she couldn't help the way he softened her.
"That's just code for 'I'm a trained psychologist and I know how you're gonna react to nightmares.'"
She replied with silence, desperately trying to end the conversation so she could try to sleep and leave this night behind.
"Sorry, did I- did I say something?" he asked.
"No, you're good."
Part of her felt bad for being short with him, but she needed it to be over. She needed to somehow distance herself from her own feelings.
"I'm sorry if I woke you up with the nightmare and messed with you being able to fall back asleep. I know it's... a lot."
He's sorry. He's sorry?
"Don't you dare apologize. It's not your fault, and it's not even why I can't fall back asleep."
"What's the problem then?"
"It's nothing. Just try and get some sleep."
"Yeah... about that..."
"Will you have another?"
"Not sure. I don't wanna find out."
"I know. And I'm sorry. Sleep shouldn't be this menacing, but you should still try anyway. Your body needs it."
"So does yours."
Y/N let out an exasperated sigh. There she went caring again and he kept deflecting. Her frustrations about her own emotions came out in stubborn defiance.
"I'm not sleeping until you do."
"Guess we're both stayin' up then."
"Bucky," she gently admonished.
"Y/N I can't- that... was the worst one I've had in a while."
That was it. Any and all aggravation faded to nothing, and her cheeks were hot with guilt. To hell with it; she refused to leave him to pain. She then got out of her bunk. Carefully, she maneuvered out and kneeled on the floor, facing him. She felt bad; she didn't mean to push him.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'm sorry, I should know better."
He mirrored her actions, slipping out of his own bunk and kneeling on the floor in front of her
"It's okay," he didn't miss a beat. His voice was as soft of hers. "Thank you."
He was closer now, so she could see a more detailed outline of him. She never really noticed just how large he was. Just his arm looked as big as her head. He was supposed to look frightening, but... she just couldn't see it.
"If you don't wanna sleep that's okay. I'll stay up with you so you don't have to be alone."
"Y/N..."
"I'm already up, I don't mind," she countered. "Seriously. I'm wide awake now. Honestly, I don't even know if I could fall back asleep if I tried."
"I can't ask you to stay up and babysit just 'cause you feel bad."
She scooted forward, determined not to lose to deflection again. Babysit? and Cause you feel bad? How could he truly think so little of himself?
"I am definitely not babysitting. I just happened to be awake at the same time you are... and not because I feel bad."
He scooted forward a couple inches, squinting, trying to decipher her facial expressions. "I can't tell if you're joking or not just from your tone of voice."
In the very back of her head it returned: that hazy enchantment feeling that swelled from her lungs through her brain stem every time she was this close to him. It is important to note - it was in the very back of her brain, and if you ignore something long enough, you can convince yourself it's not there.
"James Buchanan, I am awake and there's not a thing you can do about it."
"Alright," he sighed. "I don't know if you're expecting some kind of entertainment, but I can't really juggle with one arm..."
"I can't juggle with two."
"Ever been to the circus?"
"No."
He laughed. "Oh man, you're missin' out."
"No, I got the clown right here."
"Wow, is that how it is?"
"Depends. You got face paint and a rainbow wig?"
"Smartass."
The air was quiet after their breathy laughs fizzled out. A few moments of awkwardness quietly passed, both unsure of what to say next.
"You know when you're in the dark, your pupils dilate to take in as much light as they can in order to see better?" Y/N asked.
"I think I knew that? I'm not sure, I might've heard it somewhere. Why do you ask?"
"I don't know. I can't see your face super well, so it made me think of it. I can barely even see your eyes."
"Maybe that's better," he chuckled. "I don't know if they're still blood shot from earlier."
"Like I'd care."
"Why wouldn't you?"
"What?"
"Why wouldn't you care? I feel like seeing someone's puffy face and post-cry eyes would be kinda gross."
"You really think I care if your eyes are red or puffy?" she questioned. "Buck, I know I'm probably not supposed to say this because technically I'm your doctor, but I honestly consider you a really good friend. I'd be more worried to see that you've been crying than be aversive to it."
He scoffed in honest disbelief.
"What?"
"I just can't wrap my head around the fact that you think that way about me..."
"What do you mean?"
"...the person I am, the things I've done, the..." he shook his head, "the horrors I've committed..."
"The horrors you've committed are not who you are. I know you see yourself in a lot of different ways because it's hard to un-learn what other people have decided you are: a monster, a ghost, an asset, a machine, an assassin, a weapon, whatever. But have you ever considered that you're just human after all? You're a man who got dealt a shit hand in life. But there is still light in him... light that never left, no matter how hard they tried to beat it out of you. You're a survivor, Buck."
Bucky took a deep breath in, contemplating, before turning and laying on his back. They both remained on the floor, Y/N kneeling a few inches away from the side of Bucky's supine figure. He stared straight up at the ceiling.
"Sometimes I think I'm a better 'ghost' than I am a human being. My mind's a mess, and even though I'm trying, I still can't help but feel like I've lost who I am."
"You haven't lost who you are. You're just different now, and that's okay."
He looked up at her. "How do you always know what to say?"
"I know everything."
Y/N smiled, following Bucky's laugh, allowing the somber atmosphere to lighten up a bit. They so easily slipped in and out of the therapy dynamic, but now it seemed more like a heartfelt conversation between friends rather than treatment between doctor and patient.
"I consider you a really good friend too by the way - closest one I've had since Steve."
"Wow, really? That's an honor."
"Not really," he chuckled. "Steve's a punk."
And there she went laughing again. In one way or another she always found herself laughing around him.
However, she found it more confusing than funny when she woke up the following morning to find herself sitting on the floor, leaning against one of the beds with Bucky's head in her lap. She found her hands resting on his head protectively, fingers slightly carded through his long hair. She woke up before him... That's a first.
Y/N looked down at him. He was fast asleep; he looked peaceful and so relaxed. It was such a rare state to see him in, so she gave herself a few more seconds to study how his face looked when it was completely tranquil before she smoothed her hand along the back of his head and replaced her lap with a pillow.
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"Hey," a raspy voice called out.
Y/N turned around from her seat at the table, hands still wrapped around the cup of tea she made herself a few minutes prior.
Bucky was awake, sitting up, but still in his previous spot on the floor.
"Hey. You want some tea?"
He stood up, nodding and stretching his back. "Did I fall back asleep?"
"You did," she smiled. "I'm pleased. I told you you needed the rest."
He seemed pleasantly surprised. "And on the floor too. Very classy."
She raised her mug to him, as if to make a toast. "Classiest man I know."
He laughed before grabbing the kettle and realizing it was empty.
"Shoot. We're outta water."
"It's alright. We know where to find the waterfall. You want to go get more?"
"Mm hm."
"Alright, I'll just finish my tea and go out in a few minutes."
"Don't be ridiculous. I'm coming too."
"You sure? You just woke up. You can take some time to just relax if you want."
"No. I'm going."
"Stubborn. I can go myself, you know. I know the way."
"Would you let me go by myself?"
Y/N was silent for a moment before sighing.
"Get your shoes."
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"You know, there was really no reason to almost push me into the water," Bucky commented as they were making their way back to the shelter after restocking their water supply.
"I wasn't actually going to!"
"You might as well have! My life flashed before my eyes!"
"Bet that took forever. You wanna backtrack? I can do it for real this time."
"I'm throwin' you in next time."
"You couldn't throw me," she challenged.
"Like a football," he countered, smirking.
"I don't wanna test that theory."
Their banter continued as they continued walking, making sure they were in the tree line and not out in the open. Bucky was always cautious. He was able to laugh with her while still making sure they were safe. That was until his arm was suddenly around the front of her shoulders, and holding her against his chest as his back was flush against a tree, effectively hiding them both from sight. She just stared forward, barely registering how fast he swiveled both of them around.
"There's someone at the bunker. I'm sorry- didn't want us to be seen."
He removed his arm, but her feet were stuck. She had never been close to him like this before; she didn't know what to think of it. She stepped forward a bit, breaking the contact but still facing away from him. She was hyperaware of their proximity but that quickly dissipated as she registered what he said.
"What did you see?"
"There were a couple people, but I didn't get a great look 'cause I moved out of sight fast. One woman, two men? I think."
His tone and demeanor reminded her of that day Shuri told them they had to go in hiding. He was so calm and collected. She forgot situations like these were practically muscle memory to him.
"Do you think someone found us? What were they doing?"
"I only saw 'em for a second, I'm not sure. Stay still, I'm gonna look."
As soon as his head peaked around the tree, so did Y/N's, ignoring his order.
"Wait, I think that's Shuri."
"Are you sure?"
"Pretty sure. I don't know if I'd bet my life on it."
"What's that other thing?"
"The hovercraft?"
"Hovercraft? God, I love this place."
"Wait, see the crest on the hovercraft - that's the one only Shuri can unlock."
"Alright, just... stay behind me. Okay?"
"Okay."
The two slowly made their way towards the three Wakandans. Y/N actually listened this time and stayed behind Bucky. As soon as they were in sight, Shuri came running up to them.
"Y/N!" she exclaimed, immediately throwing herself into the psychologist, embracing her.
She was startled at first, arms awkwardly hanging by her sides before her brain finally caught up to her and she brought her arms up lightly, returning the hug.
"Shuri! What happened?"
"We won!" Shuri grinned. "It's a long and complicated story, but the rightful King never died. My brother has reclaimed his place on the throne. Wakanda is ours once again!"
A monumental weight was lifted from Y/N's shoulders. She sighed in relief, knowing she was no longer in danger, knowing Bucky was no longer in danger.
"That's incredible. I'm so glad everything's okay, and I'm so glad to see you."
"I'm glad to see you too, my partner," Shuri hugged her once more before addressing Bucky. "Sergeant Barnes. I'm sorry for all the trouble. I hope everything was alright?"
"We've been getting along just fine," he nodded. "Thank you."
Shuri called over the two other men - royal guards that came with her - before turning back to Y/N and Bucky.
"You've been camped out here in hiding long enough. Let us go home."
As they walked behind the Wakandan princess, Y/N nudged Bucky with her elbow.
"It's hovercraft time, Bucky Barnes," she managed to say through a face numbing smile.
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10 and 15 for Ripp Grunt, Johnny Smith and Cassandra Goth please?
@al-pomegranate-seeds thank you so much for the ask. it is quite a long answer...
10. What are your head cannons about ripp grunt, johnny smith and cassandra goth?
ripp grunt
ripp was very close to his mother, lyla. his parents divorce and her death tore him apart he can’t forget that day at all,
he is a goofball and tend to joke about everything. he is also a master of puns and quite witty. as young he wanted to be a comedian, he has a secret simstube channel to where he uploads fun videos...
he managed to convince general buzz to enroll him into the drama club. it took him a lot of effort and pleading to do so...
as young both he and tank were in the scouts. ripp is not an outdoorsy person at all and since he is clumsy too he has had way too many accidents in the forest, but at least he befriended ophelia... which was the only positive thing.
he calls his dad general buzz instead of dad, father or daddy.
he has plans to get far away from strangerville whenever possible.... he has tried to run away many times, but the only time who stops him from abandoning the place is buck. ripp just loves him...and can’t leave him behind.
his favorite holiday is halloween... or spooky day.
johnny smith
his hobby is to play basket ball and he also likes skateboarding. he would like to try out snowboarding too... if it wasn’t for the cold temperature. he is too used to strangervilles climate and he doesn’t like cold temperatures or winter at all.
he is very active
being half alien he has some alien powers. pyrokinesis, but his powers are much weaker than jills and they are also very uncontrollable.
the color of his blood is blue. (the reason why his skin looks green)
he befriended ripp through ophelia. at first he didn’t like ripp, mostly because of how tank bullied him... but seeing how different they were from each other he grew to like ripp too and now they are good friends.
i could see him become a doctor, teacher or a personal trainer as he grows up.
cassandra goth
despite not having the trait yet, cassandra is very family oriented. she loves her father, her brother and her mother too, but sometimes she wonders if bella even cares about them... and why she tends to go missing for months... her thoughts led to all sorts of worst case scenarios. what if bella never comes back from her secret agent mission?
cassandra sometimes has very strange nightmares about a different timeline where her mother never returned home...
she is a bit of a pessimist and having the gloomy trait she is easily brought to tears. people tended to avoid her because of her gloomy and sad aura... yes, she has a bit of a gloomy aura around her.
she is in the schools drama club together with ripp.
her favorite music genre is epic/movie and classical music, and she also listens to folk music every now and then.
15. What are your sexuality head canons for ripp grunt, johnny smith and cassandra goth?
cassandra goth i feel like she might might be bi, i also think she is still trying to experiment and figure herself out as she is still young.. in my personal gameplay i have paired her with both yuki and darling so yeah...
ripp grunt i feel like he is pansexual... and he has a lot of love to give. i feel he too is experimenting, trying to figure himself out... as he is still a teen like johnny and cassandra. but boy he had a crush on both ophelia and johnny... and just if they could notice him too and make room for him in the relationship...
johnny smith straight he thinks. he is in a relationship with ophelia.
#ts2 to ts4#ripp grunt#johnny smith#cassandra goth#i struggled the most with the sexuality...#mostly because i think they are still teens and trying to figuree themselves out...
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And Sydney looks like this it's the colors the yellow and the red and the black the words say different stuff it has our label the brewery which is a****** beer it's a different brewery we say it says other stuff but it's a decent brewery and there's no swears and the lines are different and it shows a person but the bear insignia is on there. And it's true bears look like that a lot because the honey ferments and they're like getting drunk
This is a huge reason why Ben and him get along there's like studying him he says you're the top guy now you're saying this guy doesn't know anything but it's a lot of fun and they're boring and they're saying that no tons of stuff. Is a nice bear and should not be mistreated as they do and this isn't him it's a different one you know who it is it's always grouchy it's going to reputation for it I'll make them famous again he likes it
And that was Hera above, now it's awesome we have huge sales we have different versions by different size it's all the same beer there's a wee a****** it's an a****** there's a wicked a****** there's a big a****** and a massive a******
Thor
Okay was saying it separate. There's a women's line for a****** beer and that's the name of it there's little winch we winch Teeny wench, , winch and big winch and massive winch. Like a bar wench. It is a huge deal because these more like fight over whose bear it is well drinking at parties at dinner at lunch at dance party this late night parties car party is drive-ins wherever You are they're trying to take the ladies beer and the lady say that's my beard drinking you're going to turn into a b**** and all sudden it's like okay so they give it back into fights and it's a nightmare but they want to so it's causing trouble too and it has contests to win beer and trips and fun stuff to win prizes we have a lot of prizes huge numbers of prizes whole bunch of stuff that are prizes that are actual beer promotionals and people didn't really do that too much but he said we should go crazy with it so we have banners and big huge beer bottles and we have like a beer bottle bar and there's tons of stuff they're winning they think it's wicked cool like a beer flag. Somebody won an a****** beer car it really looks like some assholes it owns it and you have like beer for life and you have like beer for your wife which is like one year there's all sorts of stuff it's a lot of fun the words are mixed up and they're not badly but they're they're pretty it's pretty much big stuff in the slang it's a lot of fun you should see it they have games too they suggest drinking games party games all sorts of different types of games and they're not just board games it's a lot of fun okay shooting craps for beer and really we haven't a big program together and we're putting together a way to get yourself like a keg system in your house for the small bar and I will give it away the contest and people are buying it it's not much money and it keeps it cold is a huge huge number of people doing it and the plastic kegs and you turn them in, you get five bucks so people do turn them in and they have like a throwaway tap and they're trying to save it doesn't work but okay it's a giant business now down there and his a****** beers taking off we have the other one that's taken off too but this one's going to overtake it and they're buying beer for people elsewhere it tells you how to do it on the instructions and they wanted to do it because it's their stuff it tastes like one of their beers and PGA wants a piece of it so sunset trying to get me something and you get a piece and you get me some more and you get a bigger piece and so it's going okay. You might introduce different beers cuz they're asking for him so we might have a****** beer light a****** ale and a****** Amber all sorts of things like that so it's going to be good so he's coming up with another one so I got a beer with hard alcohol and so real a****** and the other would be real wench but they're all under a****** beer. It's going on now it's a huge deal they make those too when you put alcohol in there it's a certain type it doesn't go bad it's it's a type of whiskey it's more like bourbon and it tastes pretty good and the sound it tells me it's like 24% alcohol or something feels good with stuff it goes good with stuff and it's a party drink and we're giving away coloring drinks you can color your beer there's tons of people walking around with colored beer they put in their coca cola bottles big ones too this is a deal tons of people don't like it but down there they don't care too much and bja made this huge bathrooms everywhere and the Giant and they have like a trough to go in and go to the bathroom and the place is starting to smell better you go to the bathroom number two in the trough too
I've never seen anything quite like this with so much beer being sold so fast I mean it's crazy. So try this new idea and you have like this tap machine looks kind of like a coffee machine and dispenses beer and we're going to put in the street but he said no that's good enough so you going to bar and you have to be old enough and you put it in the money and dispenses the beer with the cup and you don't touch anything and you just keep doing it it's disposable cups that's a secret so they love it and we're trying to get those dispensers in for a****** beer to sports and races and things like that he said that's not right but it's really good and we have to pay him to go in and stuff but we don't pay him unless you get you something and doesn't have to be much but he's trying so keep going into places and adding stuff so he wants to make like an a****** beer eatery and he's asking bja what people eat at the a****** beer place. Probably fried clam strips and he says yeah that's probably it even fish like fish sticks and hamburgers hot dogs some barbecue chicken and ribs and beans just basic stuff like that pizza so we have a supplier this is no and we say why not he wants to make that place with like an area with the dispensers and then like an area at the bar a few a few of them this is okay and you have disposable mugs but they kind of suck we have these plastic mugs that are good for down there and the reason is that they had tossed and thrown and dropped and they don't break and you just wash them with special machine kind of sand them in the scratch comes out so he said that's cool and it's cuz they're big you know they're like 16 oz or something 18 Oz it says that's terrific and you have the different beers that we have the ale and the Amber and he says oh like that place she make it big it's going to be huge it's really huge and so you can maybe we should make it a circle and like a circus thing this is not be nice and we have circus people instead of having a new death thing with the bikes but you can use Hard knock kick their 5150 and you can sell the bikes right there and then I'd have to give you a stipend for you know it's okay so yeah but it's like a half mile I'm in a huge place and is the eatery and it's drinking and you have a circle in the middle with like 20 drink stations and you have avengers vending machines around he said no way let's kick ass and you have big huge screens and he wants us to send plans I'm going to send those now so we can bring all the parts in parsley assemble so there's no but then yes so we think it's good so I'm going to go ahead and do that now these are great ideas and they work
Thor Freya
We're up there trying to relax and it became hell right away and too many people bothered us so we can meet again there and he can have non-alcoholic and I'll have alcohol and I think he's I'm getting drunk and I'm getting steam then I can blow fire. And no thanks stand up my butt it has happened though. There's tons of things going on here and I see you're a mutant too and pretty big but not that big it's not even 16 so we're having a lot of fun and I like the idea and I'm going to help make it and I like the Hard knock kick her 5150 I did too I'm going to put my version in there hopefully it says yes and there's a website he says a winch side and that's pretty good idea like separate the circle you think this is a good idea too few more men sites and that's the way it is and you have sales and you can put like a sales room too kind of closes after a certain time and they put a grape down but really that's a great idea he loves it he thinks it's awesome well that's assemble it he's going to go ahead and do it now
Hera
We want these bars up here and we want it with the a****** beer will you remember that beer too and it was really famous and we're going to go ahead and remark it's the same Brew because it is and I've already gotten some this has a genius and there's nothing about this place it's not fun it's got games going on races and people gambling stuff and they don't care it's got a ton of beer and you can get beer in a vending thing it's just really the coolest place ever and the food comes real fast and it's huge it's it's a lot of fun okay this place can go and talk outside and this room you can go in and talk inside and having their bikes in there doing stunts is awesome this is a fun place instead of probably add stuff to it like the Indy cars for they're really a small Indy cars but really the crap in the race track and BG races them it's a tough race but really it's a go-kart and he wants us to be able to drive around those and I like that too these are fun ideas and it's that kind of place it's a real man's place and you can buy memorabilia for all sorts of sports places I'm going to help him get certified stuff this is going to be awesome
Mac daddy he says I'll be the first a****** in there and it's funny cuz I will but not down in Australia no
Something about drinking we're going to have to do this
Bob of the marsh
I can't believe it but I'm getting ready where is it and it's not here yet so it's got these 10 things and I'm going to put different stuff in them I'm an idea put an act in and it's the Batman versus bane circus act and I want to do it and it's going to be part of Barnum and Bailey and we're already working on it with Ben Arnold it's one of the best ideas I've ever heard and then Arnold says oh maybe that's how that happened
Daniel
Daniel you f****** booger get that retard out of there s*** this might not be a good idea but now I have to
Mac it says I'm all rubbery and nothing happens I'll get that and I'm heavy way too heavy he says I get that
We're going forward so this we have the designs I want to change it over to a****** beer and we're going to put the vending machines in and we got rides and games video games two guys all sorts of video games and for tickets he says and that's a go we're going to knock David busters out and take it over and make little branches people love it already
Thor Freya
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𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓁
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sᴛᴇᴠᴇ ʀᴏɢᴇʀs x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
𝓈𝓊𝓂𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓎: You’re a hydra experiment gone wrong. Not to mention Steve Rogers hates you; and you have no idea why.
𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: angst, substance abuse, alcohol consumption, enemies to lovers kingda but not really, smut 18+ (slight praise?, a bit of pet names? protected sex ;), riding, cockwarming, choking)
𝒶/𝓃: might do a part 2 blurb, but i’mbeginning to run out of ideas so send some requests! also thanks for 100 followers!! :,)
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You sat by the window of your room with a cup of coffee as always wishing life would be different; but also not. You were grateful for your life you’re able to have now; being with the Avengers, learning how to control the powers you now possess. Grateful to have a home again.
Years ago you were out with your friends for the fifth time that week, getting drunk and high off of anything you could get your hands on. Your fiance broke off your engagement for his secretary; typical. You got fired from your job the week prior. You were days away from being evicted from your apartment. You had no family; your life was falling apart.
You were also the perfect target. Stumbling out of the club black out drunk and high as shit you were taken into the darkness never to be seen again. You woke up surrounded by darkness freezing, shivering from the cold. You had no idea where you were, what day it was, who was staring at you from the shadows.
“Welcome home,” the voice taunted you.
You spent years in that cell. They wanted you to possess dark magic. And you did, oh did possess alright. You remember that night like it was yesterday; that night haunted your dreams every night.
You would sit in your cell, moving the toy blocks they left for you to use. You mostly practiced your magic with them considering no one taught you how to use them, they only wrote shit down whenever you saw them. No one ever spoke to you and whatever voices you did hear were whispers in languages you couldn’t understand.
Earlier that day so long ago, a ‘doctor’ injected you with this thick disgusting black liquid. They had been at your door all day waiting for something to happen. But they got what they were looking for; experimenting on you for.
Your back burned and ached as if there were nails clawing at your skin. You screamed in agony, begging someone to help you, to take the pain away. You could see your once blue veins that ran through your body turn black. Your skin ripped on your back, bruises forming, black feathers growing out your body.
Once they were entirely out of your body they applauded. They actually praised the ‘doctor’ who made you into this, this creature. They left you to deal with the pain. You shook in fear and agony. You had wings. Fucking black wings.
They called you the Fallen Angel. You possessed the powers of Lucifer himself. You didn’t fully know it however.
Months later the avengers infiltrated the base. Natasha found you; you were severely dehydrated and malnourished. But you recovered quickly and here you were staying with the avengers fighting alongside them taking down bad guys and shit.
There was a light knock on your door taking you out of your horrid memories.
“Hey, babe,” Natasha opened your door and peeked her head around.
“Hey, Nat,” you replied.
“How are the wings?”
Since you’ve been with the avengers you’ve become happier with your life again and your wings started getting light in color, they’re still not white however and you don’t know why.
“Still gray,” you chuckled.
“That’s so weird. You haven’t done anything and that goop that was in your system is filtered out. What’s making them gray?”
“I have no idea. Anyway are we even sure they're supposed to turn white? I mean I’m no angel; I had a shit life before all of this happened. Maybe it’s just baggage.”
“But it makes sense, you know,” she defended.
“Not everything makes sense.”
“You hungry? Sam was thinking chinese takeout, Tony said shawarma and you’re the tie breaker.”
“Awe man, you guys suck. What do you want?”
“Shawarma,” she whispered.
“Ok. shawarma,” you agreed.
She grabbed your hand and led you to the living where everyone waited for the tie breaker. Your wings were so big and they dragged behind you every time you walked, ran, anything. It was hard sometimes, they were heavy too but you got used to it.
“She said shawarma!” Nat shouted.
Half the crowded cheer and the other half whined. Delivery came fast thankfully and everyone gathered on the couch, Tony putting a movie on while you guys ate. You sat with Bucky and Nat; usually Steve sits with Bucky but Sam was also on the couch next to Buck.
Steve came up to you making your stomach drop; he was so handsome but here’s the thing, he hated you. Since you came to the tower, he always said they shouldn’t have brought you. That you were too dangerous and you could hurt someone; that hurt you.
You spent so long hating yourself for what you became but with the avengers help, excluding Steve, you’ve been able to learn to start loving yourself and appreciate how you can use your powers for good and saving people. But every time your name came out of Steve’s mouth, it was degrading and you hated yourself a little more each time.
And you don’t know why.
“Move.”
“I’m sorry?” you questioned, taken aback.
“I said move,” he said sternly.
“Steve, she was here first. Don’t be a baby. Go sit down somewhere else,” Nat said.
Steve stared at you making you look away in discomfort. He sat in the loveseat alone glaring at you like you had killed his mother or something. The movie continued however and people kept eating. Steve was still grumpy glaring at you whenever you laughed at a scene or said something out loud or literally did anything.
“Rogers, L/n. Briefing, now,” you snapped your head to the voice who was Nick Fury.
“You two doing anything?”he asked when you three were alone.
“We were-”
“Good,” he interrupted.
“I have a mission for you two. We’ve been getting hyperactivity on our radar at these coordinates for the past week now. We do have reason to believe it may be another hydra base trying to regroup maybe, get the band back together type of shit.”
“And you need us why? The rest of the team is in the living room,” Steve asked him.
“You two know hydra best and it’s too soon to put Bucky on a mission that involves Hydra. I’d like you two to complete this with no casualties. We have authorities ready to arrest them, they're just waiting for you,” Nick gave you both a file.
“I want you both on the plane in 5. And please for fuck’s sake, try not to yell at each other. Y/n, Steve is your captain just do what he says,” He walked out of the room and you rolled your eyes. Whenever you guys go on a mission together he always has you stand back and even stay on the plane with Bruce sometimes. You more than once rejected his instructions; now thinking about it might be the reason he hates you…
“Try not to kill yourself this time,” Steve said before leaving to suit up.
The mission was going well and all fell into place. Until while the bastards were under arrest getting ready to be transported, one of the Hydra agents recognized you. He mocked you and laughed at you. Taunted you and brought memories of your time with them back to your mind.
Tears formed in your eyes, you were so angry. You used your powers, developed from the darkness and began slowly killing him. He turned red and choked gasping for air. Steve watched you begin to get angry, feeling empathy for you. But when he saw you snap, he knew he couldn't trust that you’d cause trouble.
“Y/n, stop,” he said. But you didn’t stop; you wanted the bastard dead.
“Y/n!” you ignored him.
Your brain drowning all sounds except your breathing and his lack of. Steve grabbed your arms and dragged you, you bursted into tears, memories and trauma flooding back. Steve was pissed that you couldn’t go a single mission without doing something you weren’t supposed to. But he also knew that what you had gone through was torture and he felt sorry for you.
He somewhat knows about the torture that Hydra has inflcited in the past. Bucky talked about it with him and sometimes still has nightmares about it. His behavior probably doesn’t make you feel better. He didn’t mean it to get this far.
When Nat brought you on the plane, he was hesitant. But he knew if they left you there you would die in no time. After you rested, ate, and cleaned up, he was mesmerized. You were very beautiful but Steve felt like because of Peggy he shouldn’t love another person. Like she would be mad if he moved on.
So, he avoided you at first. Absence turned to frustration when you wouldn’t leave him alone like he had thought. Frustration led to insults and now you think he hates you with everything in his body. But he couldn’t feel further from hate for you.
Sure, he got frustrated when you didn’t listen to him on missions; primarily because you thought he was being a dick on purpose to antagonize you. But when you came home, safely, and laughed with everyone about Bucky tripping and falling on his face, he fell in love a little bit more with you and your laugh. You looked so happy; without him.
But Steve can’t let it happen, so now he stomped away from you pretending to be upset over something so stupid.
“Where are you going?” you yelled at him.
“I really don’t need your shit right now, Y/n,” he snapped.
“No, you’re gonna deal with it. It’s been more than a year, Steve! Grow up and talk to me like a real man! Why do you hate me so much?”
“Enough!” he boomed, scaring you.
“Leave me alone,” he said lowly, having more impact than if he were to yell.
“Please,” you cried, “Talk to me. What did I do?”
“You want to know the truth? You’re too powerful. You’re already reckless and if you knew the capacity of your abilities you'd become more reckless. If you’re more reckless you’ll die; and if you die, that's on me. I can’t let that happen,” there was sincerity in his voice for once; the truth but not the one he wanted to really admit.
“That doesn’t explain why you hate me.”
“God I don’t fucking hate you!”
“Then tell me the truth!” you yelled back.
“I hate myself. I hate myself for feeling the way I do. It's not fair to her.”
“Not fair to who?”
“To Peggy.”
“I thought Peggy passed away.”
“She did,” he went into his room and sat on his bed head in his hands.
“I’m confused.”
“I can’t help what I feel for you; and that’s not fair to Peggy. I feel like I should still be in love with her but I’m not.”
You stood by the closed door listening to him.
“You like me?”
“No, I think I fell in love with you. I thought I could stop by avoiding you but your so fuckin stubborn. You were determined to be my friend; and I don’t want to just be your friend. So I said a couple of mean things and it went too far. I never meant for you to hate me or for you to think I hated you. I was just stupid.”
“Yeah, it was little stupid,” he chuckled at what you said.
You walked towards him and stepped between his legs. He grabbed a hold of your hips and buried his face in your stomach. You held his head brushing your fingers through his hair softly. He looked up at you with soft eyes filled with regret and sorrow. You could tell he was frustrated.
“Is it wrong? To love you?” he whispered.
“No, Peggy wouldn’t want you to spend the rest of your life moping when you could choose to be happy, like she did. She would want you to move on, live life. And that doesn't mean with me. I mean in general. Does that make sense?”
He nodded sincerely.
He slid his hands to the back of your thighs and sat on his lap. You gasped and your wings fluttered behind you, expanding with excitement. Steve chuckled at that and you buried your face in his neck feeling embarrassed. He cupped his hand on your face and naturally you leaned into his hand looking into his blue eyes.
“Can I kiss you?” he asked.
You simply nodded before leaning up to him to connect your lips with his. Your wings once again expanded; lightly ruffling against each other. You pulled away and attached your lips to his neck peppering light kisses all around.
You connected your lips once again and it was Steve’s turn to attack your neck with pecks. You’ve alway worn shirts that were either very low in the back or cut to make room for your wings. Either way Steve slowly pulled your shirt over your shoulder trailing kisses along your chest and collarbone.
“I really care about you, Y/n. Please let me show you.”
You hesitated only because it’s been so long since you had been intimate with someone.
“We don’t have to-” he started.
“No, I do. I really do; it’s just been a while, you know? Being held hostage and all,” you joked.
“I understand. We still don’t have to.”
“Steve,” you whispered in his ear.
“I want you. I want you to fuck me.”
You heard him growl lowly before he stood up with you and almost laid you on your back.
“Steve, I can’t lay on my back!” you laughed.
“Oh that’s right! I’m so sorry,” you both laughed for a second.
He set you down on your feet and stripped his shirt. Your eyes shot straight to his chest, your hands reaching out to touch his chest. He smirked at you before taking his pants off leaving him in boxers; for now. He reached for your pants as well eyeing you to make sure he wasn’t moving to fast but after a smile and a nod he slowly pulled your own pants to join his discarded on the floor.
He kissed your thighs that were slightly scarred from your time with hydra. He stood up and you pulled your shirt down off your shoulders letting it fall to the floor. Steve’s eyes watched your breasts. His hands reached for them as you did to his chest when he took his shirt off.
You pulled in for another kiss until Steve had enough.
“I need to be inside you, baby girl,” he pulled his boxer down, taking your panties off after. He grabbed your hand sitting on the bed. His back leaned against the headboard and you crawled into his lap, your knees falling to either side of his hips. His hands rubbed up and down your thighs and hips.
He reached for a condom and handed it to you winking and smirking. You tore the foil with your teeth keeping direct eye contact with him, Steve getting harder and harder every second passing. Your took his cock in your hands, bigger than you thought it would be, and rolled the condom on squeezing a bit making his hips jerk up into your hand.
“Knock it off, pretty girl.”
You leaned forward and lined your entrance with his cock moving your hips around a bit teasing him before you actually sink down. Steve was so impatient though, he gripped your hips and thrusted quickly into you making you gasp loudly and moan not long after.
You moved quickly, breasts bouncing with each thrust. Steve groaned under you, fingers digging into your hips.
“My angel. You feel so fucking good,” he grunted.
You simply whined and moaned, feeling euphoric being around Steve. Your wings moved along with you guys gracefully expanding further as you got closer to your oragsm. Steve’s hand moved up your body to wrap around your throat, his thrust getting more sporadic. He squeezed gently making your eyes roll back; your wings getting bigger.
“Your fucking perfect, angel. You gonna cum soon? You gonna cum around my cock?”
“Yes, Stevie. Oh god!” you moaned.
Your moans got louder, echoing in the room. Skin slapping against each other mixing with the lude sounds of you both where you were connected. Steve released his hold on your neck and grabbed your waist moving wildly in and out of you.
Your pussy pulsed around Steve’s cocked. When the pressure building in the pit your stomach finally bursted your wings fully expanded and your back arched. You felt Steve’s dick throbbing until it went soft inside you. You collapsed on his chest trying to catch your breath again.
Steve moved you for a minute taking his cock out of you; discarding the condom in a trash bin. He grabbed a towel and iped you clean first then cleaning himself. He crawled into bed with you and you moved your knee over his hips as before making him laugh.
“What’s wrong, angel?” you liked that name he gave you.
“Can you…?” you mumbled into his chest.
“What was that?”
“Can you put it back in?” you asked louder.
“My cock?” you nodded shyly.
“Anything for you, angel.”
You laid on his chest with his cock settled inside you and you dozed off. Steve lightly scratched your back after turning his bedside light off. Before he fell asleep he saw a soft glow of wings turning white. He questioned it but ultimately fell asleep. He’d ask you about it tomorrow morning.
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You woke up with your head on Steve’s chest, naked limbs tangled with the sheets. Steve was on his phone, his hand scratching your head gently.
“Good morning.”
“Morning, bug.”
“Sorry to keep you in bed,” you said sitting up; you pulled the sheet with you to cover your chest.
“Don’t be sorry, angel.”
“I’m really hungry.”
“Want to grab breakfast downstairs? We’ll come back up afterwards. We can cuddle some more,” Steve kissed you with a smile.
You stood up grabbing your shirt from last night and Steve handed you a pair of cledan boxers to wear. He dressed himself before walking with you downstairs to the kitchen.
You walked into the kitchen first everyone’s eyes wide. You thought at first maybe it was because they might have heard you and Steve last night but Nat spoke up before you could ask.
“Your wings! Their white!”
“What?” you asked shocked. You opened your wings so you could see them in front of you to see that they were in fact white.
“How did that happen?” Nat came up to you.
“They weren’t white last night.”
“They changed after you fell asleep, angel,” Steve spoke up; everyone’s heads snapping toward him, confused.
“They did?” you asked, he nodded and smiled coming up to you grabbing your hand.
“What the fuck?” Tony said.
“What the hell happened? I thought you guys hated each other?” Bucky asked.
“It’s a little complicated,” you said.
“Ok but that doesn’t really explain why they’re white now,” Nat spoke up.
“I think it’s because I wasn’t truly happy and fully free of my past until yesterday. I was able to move on and now being with Steve now makes me happy.”
“Really?” Sam joked.
“Yes, really,” you laughed.
“This is gonna take some getting used to,” Tony said.
“Did you guys…?” Nat asked suggestively.
Your eyes grew wide and you got hot. Steve only laughed which was enough of an answer for everyone.
“As long as you’re both happy,” Bucky said.
“We are,” you looked up at Steve, wrapping your wings yourselves and shielding a heated kiss with Steve.
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