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fleuraimer · 5 months

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I saw your reblog and i couldn’t help it…

I’m begging on my knees… write a breeding blurb. Doesn’t have to be long cause i can’t wait. Like 100-500 words

PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

THIS IS MY FIRST BLURBY, SO I HOPE U LIKE IT :D pls excuse any typos, most of this was written on my phone 🧍🏽‍♀

wc: 1.7k

cw: smut, minors dni, 17+. breeding kink, and more. not proofread.

It really had started out as a joke.

Thanksgiving inspires spending time with family, and family means entertaining all the new cousins and little nieces and nephews that had joined the family in the past year.

So, Y/N naturally gravitated toward the children.

They’re irresistible! With their chubby cheeks and gummy smiles, innocent stutters and big wide eyes that are subject to tears at any moment.

It’s not as if they put up much of a fight either, Cole and Oliver practically fell over each other to claim the thorn that was her lap.

She was consumed by them; if they went somewhere, she was right behind them making sure their little heads didn’t knock, stubby legs wobbly like a newborn doe. She ate on the floor with them (“The carpet’s comfy, Titi!”), played games with them—if you could even call it playing, they just oohed and ahed and slobbered over a deck of cards—laughed with them, wiped their tears for them, held them close, cradled them into a dreamy state that had her cooing in their ear.

And he saw. From his personal spot on the couch, that he’d homed since the first thanksgiving he could remember, he saw his girl becoming his family, too. He saw the hearts in the eyes of his nephews, he saw her adoration for them (not that he’s much better, they’ve got him wrapped tight around their tiny fingers), saw the bond that began to blossom between them.

He saw how calm Y/N looked as she cared for them, saw how natural she was.

And so maybe, on the car ride back he made a few teasing remarks about her motherly tendencies. And perhaps he mindlessly let it slip that he’d thought about her, pregnant, with his child.

But it was all in good fun, right? She’d scoffed in her seat—though the flush of her cheeks did not go unnoticed—slapping his shoulder to halfheartedly reprimand his crude comments. Sure, it sent a yummy tingle up her spine. And, yeah, okay, her panties got, admittedly, a little more uncomfortable after hearing his confession.

But that didn’t matter, because it was just teasing. Just words that he said to get a reaction, like always.

…Right?

———

Y/N now understands that he was not joking.

Not one fucking bit.

It’s kind of difficult to find miscommunication in any of his words now. She understands him, she gets him—Holy fuck, she gets him.

“Prancin’ around with babies on your hips, an’ you think m’not gonna wanna get you pregnant with my child?”

She gets him, with his fat cock stuffed in her snug, tiny pussy, filling her up, up to her fucking stomach. Literally. With the way he’s got her bent into herself—ankles up to her ears, thighs squishing her arms in, which in turn pushes her tits together, shiny with spit and quite bruised—his cock molds to her, pressing at her tummy, glaring at her. It scares her.

And it’s fucking everything.

She gets him, but she doesn’t fucking get how he has the ability to tease, mock, and degrade her so thoroughly, after so much time spent doing nothing but abusing her poor, helpless cunt. He stretches her out to the point of pain—unsurprisingly, there was little to no prep in the build up to their current state, though, at the time, it didn’t feel needed, she’d been dripping down her thighs as soon as the first button of his dress shirt popped. His cockhead shoves into her cervix relentlessly, viciously. He bullies his way through her, her essence soaking his prick to the base, a sticky mess between their crashing hips.

“Wan’ you stuffed full by the time m’threw with you,” he grunts against her lips, his hot breath fanning over her face, grounding her to this moment. She gasps with every plunge of his hips, the lack of activity in her brain clear as day from the cute, stupid look on her pretty face.

Eyes crossed in the middle every other second, glossy from past and reoccurring tears. Her cheeks puffy and rosy, glistening in the lamp-light from drool and salty droplets of tears. Her hands push fruitlessly against his hard, sweaty abs, chocking out spineless protests.

“S’big, too big— too deep, Daddy!” She cries sweetly, hiding in the puff of his pillows cushioning her head.

“Shhh, Baby, lemme fuck you, plug you up with my cum…” His hands move from the headboard, one pushing down on the back of her thigh, keeping her spread open for him, and the other to her ruined face, three fingers shoving between her kiss-swollen lips. She slobbers over them immediately, brows furrowed in devoted concentration, desperately aiming to please him. “Tha’s a good girl, Puppy, jus’ suck on Daddy’s fingers while he uses your cute, slutty little pussy.”

She whimpers through her gag, nodding dumbly, drooling all over again, the sparkly, moony glow in her eyes letting him know that her head is empty.

“You wan’ my babies, Pup?” His thrusts slow, working himself into her with a heightened calculation, forcing her to feel every vein and ridge of his big cock. She squeezes around him, whining. “Yeah? Tell me, were y’thinkin’ ‘bout it when you were takin’ care of the little ones?” His fingers slide farther into her mouth, his cock hitting places brutishly and delicately at the same time. “Were y’thinkin’ ‘bout bein’ my pretty baby mama?”

“D—addy,” She chokes pathetically over his fingers, tensing up in every way.

“Yeah,” he chuckles, “you wan’ my babies, Puppy.” He picks up the pace again, pistoning his hips so her special spot, oversensitive from so much use, gets completely smooshed by his prick every single time he grinds back inside of her weepy pussy. His hand on the back of her thigh moves to the crease between her leg and her slippery cunt, his thumb poking her puffy clit.

“Oh, ma goo—ness!” she bleats, huffy, wiggling away from his assault.

“Cut it out, Sugar,” he tuts, the hand on her thigh coming down to smack against her cunt, strings of her silky cum stuck on his palm when his fingers move to fuss over her achy button meanly. “Fuckin’ take my cock,” he strikes her again, her hips jumping in response, tears sprouting and spilling from her bleary eyes. “Keep still before Daddy gets sick’a your squirmin’ and ties you to the fuckin’ bed.

When his palm makes rough contact with her swollen clit for the third time, Y/N comes instantly.

She squirts, everywhere, as a matter of fact.

“Oh, fuck, Puppy,” he groans, hips stuttering as his cock twitches, and before he can stop himself, he’s being flooded with an overwhelming warmth, his cum spurting in thick, white ropes that paint her insides.

There’s a lot. More than usual, probably. It fills her up to the hilt and then some, dripping from her cunt and smearing down her sloppy pussy lips, over her mound and his faintly hairy pelvis. He fucks her through their simultaneous orgasms, through the crippling, divine sensations that somehow fatten his prick even more, urging on his insatiable desire.

Y/N shakes beneath him, still crying over his finger, chomping mindlessly on them as the pleasure continues to roll over her in waves.

Eventually, his cock slips out of her, too soaked for his thrusts to remain precise. She gasps at the sudden, jarring emptiness, and he grunts, animalistically, at the loss of familiar, snug, wet heat.

He doesn’t immediately push back in, however. His eyes get distracted on the view of his milky cum gushing out of her stretched, abused hole. His hand drops from her mouth to join the other, smearing their mess into her flesh and spreading her puffy pussy apart. Inspecting.

His head tilts curiously while he collects his cum on his middle and ring finger that’d dripped down to her puckered entrance, scooping it up before tentatively pushing it back inside.

It does more bad than good, honestly; more cum spills from around his finger, leaving them right back where they’d left off. But, that doesn’t stop him from repeating the action. Once, twice, hushing her screechy crying when her massages it into her silken walls the third time, smearing it onto her special spot when he pushes it back in the fourth. He jams his fingers into her cunt until he loses count, and the sound of her messy, stuffed pussy is louder than both their moans combined. He adds a third finger and picks up speed when her hand wraps around his wrist, when her voice grows hoarse and she screams bloody murder.

“Too much, too—I can't, please!” she screams, eyes clamped shut, body trembling.

“Shut up, Puppy, ain’t shit too much,” he dismisses, standing to his knees and using his free hand to keep her pinned to the mattress. “M’gonna fuck my cum back into this slutty, precious cunt ‘til you fuckin’ squirt f’me again.”

His gruff voice, his big, veiny hands trapping her to the bed, the incessant press of his fingers into the perfect spot that makes her toes curl and her stomach coil tighter and tighter. The sweat that drips from his face—from the tip of his nose, across his forehead and temples, glazed along his cupid’s bow—his beefy biceps, straining as he fights against her involuntary shudders. His chest, massive and buff, firm and slick with sweat under her palm.

It doesn’t take long for Y/N to oblige his demand.

“Just like that, Sugar, wet the fuckin’ bed, keep fucking coming.”

She keeps fucking coming. When his fingers are gone and his pretty, fat, perfect cock is reintroduced, she comes then, too. Like, as soon as he starts to push in.

It’s embarrassing, pitiful; pathetic.

But she can’t help it. She can’t help anything that she does or says when her cunt is stuffed with cum and cock, her sore pearl rubbed and swatted cruelly, her tits fondled demeaningly. She just lies there and cries, and takes his lovely cock. She lets him dump load after load of his spunk into her, claiming her, marking her as his. Making it stick.

“You’re my little cumdump, Pup,” he grumbles harshly, squeezing her pert nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “You’re fuckin’ mine to kiss, love on, take care of,” she whimpers below, crying for his mercy, “my dumb slut to use, fuck, breed,” he plunges into her as deep as he can go, leaning in close and whispering, “you’re my fucking girl; my pathetic, needy fucking puppy that’s obsessed with my cock.” Y/N nods, gargling agreement.

He smirks, “Yeah, my little breeding bitch.”

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carlyraejepsans · 1 year

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you just mentioned in the tags ''toriel stopping sans from [cutting the humans' journey short] by killing them'' ive always wondered, do you think sans would actually have killed the human if he hadnt made the promise to toriel? i think you mentioned once that the ''youd be dead where you stand'' moment is another one of sans fumbling attempts to seem threatening but despite that, do you think he wouldve actually done it ? if hed seen them kill monsters or during a pacifist run? or do you think it wouldve played out similarly to canon in the genocide route or that he wouldve been just less involved with the human during their journey in a pacifist run?

(ok i found this in my drafts and I don't remember where i was going with this, but i kinda went off so have this as it is lol)

i keep 5 versions of sans that are Ever So Slightly Different According to How I Interpret Different Details simultaneously rotating in my brain at all times. so uhhhhh yes and no.

jokes aside, I'm starting to gravitate more towards the interpretation that like... the threat he made at the restaurant? full on jackassery. shithead extraordinaire. he WAS messing with us.

but would he have tried to kill a human if toriel hadn't made him promise otherwise?

...yeah i think so. let me elaborate

here's the thing though: i think people put way too much weight on that! i mean it's a fighting RPG, every single other character—bar toriel—fights you to either capture and have you sent to the capital or to kill you themselves. either way they want your SOUL. papyrus... is his own neutral case here with his refusal to kill you.

my point being: every monster you meet wants to fight you. it's through that fight (or what happens afterwards) that you actively challenge their point of view and befriend them.

you don't go through this with sans. he never fights you, so you never need to change his mind because that belief was challenged before we even got to the underground, through toriel's words alone. that's... kind of admirable?

but it does frame his actions in a very creepy way from our point of view in-game. not to forget his dumbass scary pranks. because we go from someone a bit mysterious though ultimately friendly and goofy whom we thought we could trust, to someone who openly tells us he could've been a threat for us... and then never delivers. at least, not in any playthrough where we hear that line of dialogue.

so much of sans' character and appearance stems from tonal dissonance. he's shamelessly comfortable in the game's tone and vibes, but still stands out as an outsider. he plainly doesn't play by the same rules as everyone else, so we don't judge him by the same standards, either.

even more, if he actually kept his promise the way toriel meant it, that would've meant playing the entire game like a tutorial. sure, you can enjoy the story, but did you enjoy playing the section in the RUINs when she's with us? it's basically handholding the entire time. it's BORING for us, and ultimately, Undertale is a game! so it should be enjoyable to its player. which brings me to our next point:

ultimately... yeah maybe he would've tried to kill us. and yes it is kinda shitty that he only kept his promise by not doing that. in a sans characteristic troll way, i mean. but acting like the "sans was happy to watch a baby get beat up and killed" jokes are, well, anything other than jokes is just a plain bad reading. forget about post pacifist. during a gameplay, frisk IS the Human IS us IS the PLAYER. which means capable of RESET and SAVE. which means essentially immortal, at the end of the day. it's the "special power" sans tells us about in his judgement. you can't treat us with the same moral lenses as an NPC. the power we hold over their world in the game is lovecraftian. we can literally destroy it entirely, an outcome that was scientifically predicted by some characters in the game...

...sans being one of them. every interaction with you, every joke and every hand extended in friendship and eye closed to your shenanigans. all of it, the good and the not-so-good. it's all colored with the knowledge that the "human" in front of him could end the world. whether you actually do that or not.

this is one of my favorite moments in the canon. one time. one second where the mask slips and we see through the cracks in the façade of laid back confidence. and what we see is a mirror, held up to our face.

and it's fucking terrifying.

"waaaa sans is bad because he lets us die" boo-FUCKING-hoo brother! cry me a river then throw ice cubes in it. mans goes through all of this on the daily and still gives us a chance, you should be thanking him.

i have a few other opinions on this topic that i feel are relevant, but I don't feel like putting them into a coherent argument so I'll just list them instead:

there are some collateral factors that i think would've prevented him from killing us outside of toriel's promise. mainly the fact that papyrus was feeling down and meeting a real human would've cheered him up. then he would've befriended us because of course he would, and of course sans wasn't going to kill his brother's new bestie.

so would he have fought us in a pacifist or papyrus-friendly netral run? maybe not! but he WOULD'VE whooped ass sooner if things got out of hand.

it's kind of a given that sans figures out you can manipulate time very early into the game. he works for/with asgore, who knows from first-hand child-murder experiences that it's an ability humans have, he's a scientist who studied the space-time continuum of their world and he's a friend of alphys', the royal scientist who studied human souls and determination (and let's not even get into his connections to gaster). he's a bright lad. he put two and two together.

while he COULD have seen taking a humans' soul as a necessary evil for monsterkind's freedom (promise to toriel aside) he openly sympathized with the anomaly. he's not there to be a time cop. he just wants to avoid the literal annihilation of the universe.

[...? yeah i never continued this. still stands tho.]

#answered asks #undertale #sans #entry log

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thestitchywitchy · 1 year

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PAC: What Effect Do You Have On Others?

Hello and welcome to my second PAC! I was not expecting the wonderful feedback from my first one. Thank you so much!! 💐 I hope I can continue putting out PACs everyone likes in the future 🙃 This one is about what effect you have on those around you and others you come in contact with. I hope you enjoy and feedback would be greatly appreciated as always 😊

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Please take a breath, close your eyes, and choose a cocktail that stands out most to you. This is a general reading, so take what resonates and leave what doesn’t. If you feel inclined to choose more than one group, please feel free to do so.

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Group One - Purple Cocktail | Group Two - Pink Cocktail | Group Three - Blue Cocktail | Group Four - Yellow Cocktail

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Group One 💜

2 of Swords, 5 of Swords (rx), The Chariot

Hello group 1, welcome to your reading! The effect you have on others is that you inspire them to take action. Where most people might avoid certain situations like apologizing when they’re wrong, taking responsibility over projects, or even just staying on path to reach a goal; you’re the one who goes out and pursues those things. You have a lot of determination and will power that inspires those around you but what they don’t understand is that it took a lot for you to gain this much control. You’re not letting hard choices and past mistakes take hold of you the way they used to and that is incredible of you, group one! That takes a lot of mental and emotional strength. What I see when hanging out with you is people getting inspired by your passion, like a leader making a speech at a pep rally. Lots of amped up energy but for a good cause. The unwavering calm in the chaos that people look to for answers. You could sway a crowd with your passionate words if you really wanted to. I feel that some of you may be activists, as well. Now that I think of it...if any of you have read "Magic, Lies, and Deadly Pies" your energy reminds me a lot of the character Melly. I definitely recommend that book! People look to you when it’s time to make difficult decisions. You seem to always have the answers and people can’t help but gravitate towards you. This is a good time to remind you that its ok to slow down every once in awhile, group one. There will always be a problem for you to solve after you get some much needed rest. Taking a breather is good for the soul🌬 I’m getting that some of you have this thing of going out of your way to find a mistake to fix. Some of you even go out of your way to start fights lol and Spirit is saying that you need to pull back from that energy a bit. Some issues aren’t worth your time and every conversation doesn’t need to turn into a debate, you know what I mean? Save that fire for the bigger issues. But other than that, you really know how to get people to kick it into gear and chase those goals! You've got great leadership qualities that I feel you should lean into more. Thanks for reading, group one! ☺️

Other intuitive messages for group one: 242; 424; purple hair; curls of either ribbon or hair; a city bus; Scorpio, Aquarius/11th house, Capricorn, Pisces placements; "Taco Tuesday"; library; bean bag chairs; meeting around a table/in a circle; study group kind of vibes

Group Two 💗

Queen of Cups (rx), The World (rx), Judgement

Hello and welcome to your reading, group 2! You have a very soothing and calming effect on others. There is something about you that makes people want to take their time to stop and smell the roses. People feel comfortable around you. Your vibe is very welcoming so it allows others to feel like they can open up to you. You may be a stickler for self care and self love, which i find to be so sweet. Over all, I’m just getting a really pleasant vibe from this group. When I try to envision hanging out with those who chose this group what I get is being surrounded by fluffy pink clouds, kind of an airy feel to the environment…time is moving by slowly but everyone has smiles on their face while chit chatting and eating finger sandwiches on comfy couches. Then we get a glimpse outside of the clouds where the rest of the world goes by in real time. There is so much hustle and bustle and it’s feels like you have to stick to a certain schedule. All that looks daunting so no one wants to leave the happy cloud space lol they just want to sit and hang out with you! You really know how to create a welcoming environment! I get the feeling that a handful of you like to host guests and parties. A lot of you have a knack for it. Your presence makes people want to slow down from their busy lives. People feel like they can share their inner feelings with you because you feel like a judgment free zone to them. I must warn to be careful with this because some people may become co dependent on you because of how safe you make them feel. I’m getting that it will be important for you to set firm boundaries with these individuals. Let them know when you aren’t emotionally available to take on their problems currently but will be at a later time. You’re definitely someone people go to when they need a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on. The giver or mom of the friend group. You make people feel safe, loved, and cared for so you may find yourself being surrounded by people who need healing often. But with all that you do for other people, you have to remember to take time to care for yourself as well. It’s been a pleasure, group two, but your reading has now come to an end. Thank you for being here 😊

Other intuitive messages for group two: 626; Pisces, Virgo, Taurus, 7th house, Cancer/4th house placements; 727; Alice in Wonderland -esque tea party; the Mad Hatter specifically; Small feet; dainty cookies; melty marshmallow in hot cocoa; a lot of small, cute, and whimsy imagery like fluffly bunnies made out of cotton candy lol

Group Three 💙

The Fool, Hermit (rx), 9 of Wands

Welcome to your reading, group 3, nice to have you here! The effect you have on others is that there is just something about you that makes people want to get out of their comfort zones. I think a lot of people have the tendency to people please because they're afraid of being alone, but you don't seem to have that issue and people are awed and inspired by that. You aren't afraid to walk this path alone and you often leave people wondering how you do it so effortlessly. You're really good about keeping firm on your boundaries with others. Some people get off put or maybe even butthurt by this because they don't understand your reasoning for doing so, but others respect it but worry that you may isolate yourself too much from others at times. I'm getting that they just want to spend more time with you but also they don't want to bother or disrupt you because you're off doing you're own thing. Some may think there's a naivety to your nature but I think you're just more private about your plans so this leads to people assuming this about you. You'd just rather walk to the beat of your own drum and not everyone gets it's, but that's ok. Keep doing you. When hanging out with you, I think you'd rather dive into deeper or obscure topics. It makes some people uncomfortable but for others, it gets them out of their comfort zones and they think about topics they don't normally think about. They really enjoy your viewpoint on things. It may be different from what they normally get in their typical daily conversations. It seems that a lot of people admire your courage, group three. You have a lot of originality that people wish they could pull off! You often enjoy your own company and you also don't really let other people's opinion obscure your own. By doing this, you've created a style or a vibe about you that's all your own. You're pretty resilient as well. It looks like a lot of you who chose this pile have had to struggle to keep their originality by either having to support themselves in a not so typical fashion or having to stand up for their sense of style or interests. You seem to always get lucky in your pursuits and it often leaves people wondering how you do it. Honestly, a lot of you in this group have a handful of haters in your midst lol. A good handful of people around you always expect you to fail in your endeavors so they get really surprised when they turn out in your favor. Good for you, pile three! Show those haters how it's done 😂 overall, you keep people guessing. People are interested in what you're up to next. Thank you for reading, group three!

Other intuitive message for group three: 818; caramel corn; team mates acting against each other; red and blue; roasted carrots; Capricorn/10th house, Gemini/3rd house, Sagittarius/9th house placements; plaid scarf; a potluck; smell of herbs on your fingertips; cheers like a toast; checking off a to do list; koalas

Group Four 💛

7 of Cups, Ace of Cups (rx), 10 of Pentacles

Hi there, group four, welcome to your reading! I'll jump right to it. You have a very dependable but at the same time illusionary effect on others. By this I mean that the people around you may not entirely know the real you and it seems that most of you are fine with this, for the most part! For those of you who are not, it's ok to show the real you and you should probably do it more often. Others will be a lot more accepting of the true you than you may realize. A lot of you in this group may be the people pleaser of the friend group, which isn't a bad thing but you should ask yourself if you're really content doing it... People see in you what you can do for them and that has an effect on them. They get excited about the possibilities. You may try to come off as wealthy, or over selling how much you really enjoy your job, or you often post about going out to eat, treating yourself or your friends to nice things, partying, etc... just really playing up your lifestyle. These are all lovely things and kudos to you for achieving them, but are you really happy and doing it for yourself? Or are you only doing it because you want people to believe you're happy and successful? A lot of people in your group like to take advantage of your good nature and need to do things for others. There is nothing wrong with doing things for others from the kindness of your heart. But with that, give yourself some respect by getting rid of toxic individuals and setting firmer boundaries for yourself. A lot of you like to paint a picture for others to see so that they may be distracted by who you are behind the mask. For the most part, people believe the image you're trying to portray. But for those closest and who truly care about you, they do worry about you burning out trying to keep everyone else happy. You don't need to make everyone else happy, dear. Your true friends will enjoy your company regardless of what you can offer them. You repress your emotions a lot and others can sense it but most of them aren't going to pry and pull it out of you. Spirit is urging you to be more vocal about things that are bothering you. what I'm getting is that, for a lot of you in this group, people find you to be a little bit naive. They think you have a lot of opportunities going for you but may feel you're not taking them as seriously as you could be. It seems that a lot of people are confused about how to feel about you, group four. On one hand, people see you as financially secure, successful, and that you have a good home life. But on the other hand, they get a vibe that you're not as happy as you try to come off to people and they wonder what it is you're hiding. For those of you who are ok with people not getting the full picture of you, keep doing you! For those of you who are not, Spirit is encouraging a change in how you present yourself to others. You'll be pleasantly surprised by the outcome. All right, that's it's for now group 4! Thanks for joining me ☺️

Other intuitive messages for group four: 123; purple perfume bottle; Pisces, Libra/7th house, Gemini, Virgo placements; adventures; starting over; spilled milk; something to do with either hunting or a trophy of sorts; “fair game”; take out menus; Snorlax the Pokémon; picking berries

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midwestmade29 · 4 days

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Trust 🩷

Thanks @judgementdaysunshine for sending in your request! Your prompts were helpful and I loved your idea. I hope you like it 🖤

Word count: 2,365 Divider by: @saradika-graphics GIF credit: @r-truth Original Request:

Can I have young Adam Copeland x Fem reader where he stays and takes care of her after being jumped and it leads to fluffy smut with friends to lovers? along with the prompts

"Can I trust you?" + "You mean the world to me" + "I want you"

Disclaimers: Cursing, black eye, concussion, cuts/abrasions, bruised ribs, unprotected sex. Read at your own discretion.

I wrote this story about a younger Adam Copeland, but he's in AEW instead. I don't know much about his time in WWE, so I wrote what I'm familiar with. Sorry if it's confusing 😅

Your relationship with Adam goes through some changes after you get attacked...

The House of Black had it out for you, especially the TBS champion Julia Hart. Every week on Dynamite she made her intentions and feelings known to you and the rest of the world that she does not like you and would love nothing more than to take you down. She thinks you are weak and hates the things you stand for such as kindness and goodness. Your light shined brighter than her darkness and she was bound and determined to put it out. Something inside of you kept you calm and unafraid of Julia and the rest of the House of Black members. There was no way their empty threats and harsh words were going to get the better of you!

One of your coworkers you just started being friendly with reached out to you after Dynamite was off the air. He appeared genuinely concerned about you. “I heard what Julia said about you tonight and I just wanted to check on you. Are you okay?” Adam’s kindness was refreshing, especially after the things Julia said to you earlier. He was incredibly handsome, which made your stomach do a flip when your eyes met his. His long blonde hair, 6’5 body frame, and his bright smile made you forget how to speak momentarily. “Oh! Yes, I-I’m fine, Adam! I appreciate you checking on me, but It’s going to take a lot more than Julia to scare me. I stopped being afraid of the dark a long time ago,” you joked. The sound of Adam’s laughter made you smile, and from that moment on you made it a goal to hear it as often as possible.

Time marched on, only bringing you and Adam closer. There was hardly a time where the two of you weren’t together. Your personalities complimented each other well, but there was something stronger that made both of you gravitate towards one another. The way he looked at you, cared for you, and his protectiveness over you was something that you weren’t accustomed to in your past relationships. Something about him made you want to trust him and believe everything he had to say and that scared you. You were afraid that you were getting in too deep with him, so you tried your best to keep him at arm’s length even when your heart begged you not to. The dreams you were having about Adam lately were anything but friendly. They were downright dirty! A couple nights you woke up panting with dewy skin from the sexy things he did to you, only leaving you longing for your dreams to be reality. Was it possible that you were falling for your closest friend?

Late one night, you were leaning up against Adam’s rental car while you waited on him to finish up inside the arena. He needed to gather his things and change into street clothes before he could join you and drive the both of you back to the hotel. He was hesitant to let you go outside on your own, but you insisted that you would be fine. While you were lost in scrolling through your phone, someone walked up behind you and attacked you! You didn’t have any time to fight back as their blows to your body just kept coming. There was no way you could scream or cry out for help since the wind had been knocked out of you when your attacker kicked you in the stomach and ribcage. Any of your exposed skin continuously brushed up against the rough pavement, giving you scrapes and abrasions all over. You could already tell your eye was starting to swell just moments after being struck by a fist. The attacker never spoke or made a sound, so there was no way you could identify their figure that was covered in all black clothing. With one final punch, you felt yourself falling in and out of consciousness. Your body was limp as you laid on the ground silently wishing the pain radiating through you would go away. You were unaware of how much time had passed when you heard muffled footsteps and curses getting closer and closer to where you were. “Shit, Y/N! Open your eyes for me baby, come on! Please be okay! You have to be okay!” a familiar voice cried out. “My beautiful Y/N, stay with me,”

When you finally came to, you found yourself back inside the arena in what appeared to be the medical room. You heard Adam speaking softly to someone else nearby, explaining where and how he found you. “I walked up to the car, and she was lying on the ground next to it. There wasn’t anyone else around by the time I got to her, so who knows for sure who did this! In my panic I scooped her up and carried her to you. Y/N is going to be okay, right Doc?” Your voice was nearly inaudible when you called out for Adam, but he still heard it and rushed to your side. “Y/N! Oh, thank God! I was so worried about you sweetheart. You’re safe now, I’m not going to let anything else happen to you! I’ve got Doc Sampson here with us and he’s going to take a look at you,” he explained on the brink of tears. The grip he had on your hand was firm, but it brought you great comfort knowing he was there with you.

Two weeks had gone by since you were jumped, that night still replays in your mind frequently. Doc Sampson had diagnosed you with bruised ribs and a concussion, along with several cuts and a black eye. Adam insisted that you come stay with him while you recovered since the doctor didn’t want you being alone until you were medically cleared. Tony Kahn granted you as much time off as you needed to recover, and he even launched an internal investigation to find your attacker! Considering how Julia was always vocal about her hatred towards you, her previous words and actions put her in the hot seat. Even if she wasn’t the one who laid hands on you, she had to play some kind of role in your attack.

Early one morning, you woke up abruptly after having a nightmare. You tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall back asleep afterwards. You threw in the towel on getting anymore sleep so you made your way to the couch in the living room. You sat in the early morning silence, going over the recent events trying to piece the puzzle of your attack together. Your mind started to drift into darker places, and you began questioning everything and everyone you’ve ever known. Why would someone do this to you? What could you have done that was so bad to deserve this kind of pain? How could you trust anyone after all this?

You were rounding the corner of the hallway on your way to the bathroom when Adam suddenly appeared in front of you, causing you to jump in surprise! “Whoa, hey! It’s me! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you. I thought I heard a noise, so I wanted to investigate. What are you doing up so early?” he said softly. When he saw the tears welling up in your eyes, he took you in his arms and embraced you tightly. “What’s wrong? Why the tears sweetheart?” Adam murmured against your hair. Your head rested on his chest, his scent floating around your nose giving you a momentary gift of peace that allowed you to speak, “I-I don’t even know anymore Adam! I thought I was brave, that goodness always wins, but now I’m not so sure. My attack has me questioning everything! I don’t know what to believe anymore,”

While running his hand up and down your back trying to soothe you, Adam asked you to elaborate, “What exactly are you questioning, Y/N?” “The choices I’ve made in life. If I’m strong or if I’m weak. Who I can trust! Can I trust you, Adam?” your words came out rushed and fragile. When you pulled your face away, the pained look Adam had on his face made you feel worse. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. You’ve done so much for me with my recovery, and you’ve always been there for me long before I was attacked. I’m such a mess,” “Look, Y/N. You mean the world to me, you always have. Of course, you can trust me, I will always protect you and do my best to help ease your worries. As long as you’re breathing, standing here with me, nothing else matters,” Adam’s hands were cradling your face, his thumbs wiping away the stray tears that fell from his sweet words. The vulnerability in his eyes made you melt into his touch, and it reminded you that Adam is one of the good ones. When he felt your body relax, he suggested you lay down with him in his bed and you agreed. He took you by your hand and led you into his room and helped you get situated.

He propped himself up on his elbow, his head resting in his hand while the other ran gently up and down your arm. You reached over with your hand and brushed Adam’s cheek with the backs of your fingers, his stubble scratchy underneath them. You moved your fingers down his jawline to his neck, the feeling of his beating heart seemed to quicken as you traced along his collarbone. You ran your fingers through his chest hair which caused goosebumps to form on his skin and you couldn’t help but notice how well his body was responding to your touch. Your worry and anxiety seemed to suddenly dissipate, your body now consumed with want and need. You were craving Adam now more than ever before. It was as if he was reading your mind when he grabbed hold of your wrist, bringing it to his lips and planting soft kisses there. He kissed each pad of your fingertips, the tenderness of his simple act caused heat to spread through your entire body and rest in between your legs. “Adam…” you whispered. “I want you. Kiss me. Make me forget about everything, please,” There was a sudden hesitancy in Adam’s movements and expressions as he moved closer to you, making you wonder if your desire got the better of you in your recent plea. “Did I say something wrong?” you asked sheepishly.

“No, not at all. I’ve wanted you in this way for a long time Y/N. I don’t want you to force yourself, I know you’re still in pain. Are you sure you want to do this? What if we take our relationship to this next level and it messes everything up between us? What if-” You silenced Adam’s concerns when you pressed your finger against his lips, reassuring him with one last sentiment, “Don’t think, just feel. I need this, I need you,”

In one fluid motion, Adam was hovering above you, making quick work of removing your clothes. You winced when you sat up to help him take off your shirt, but smiled to let him know you were okay. “If any of this becomes too much for you, please tell me Y/N. I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered against your lips. Your bare chest brushed up against his when he closed the gap between your lips, your nipples quickly puckering at the soft friction. You began to tug and pull at Adam’s shorts and underwear, trying to remove them simultaneously. He shimmied out of them and tossed them to the floor, your panties joining them moments later.

Adam positioned himself in between your legs, the tip of his hard length lightly pressing up against your entrance. The anticipation was killing you, so you tried wrapping your legs around him and push him into you, but he resisted. “Easy there beautiful,” he chuckled. “I want to savor this moment; I want to savor you. After you were attacked, I blamed myself for it since I let you go outside by yourself that night. You’re everything to me Y/N and I never want to lose you,”

You ran your thumb over Adam’s bottom lip, taking a moment to soak it all in before you kissed him sweetly. “That night was not your fault Adam. I’m so thankful you found me and got me the help I needed. You’re never going to lose me. I hate to tell you, but you’re stuck with me now,” you smiled before kissing him once again.

With a gentle push, Adam eased himself inside of you, making sure to take his time so your walls could stretch around him. The sudden fullness you felt made you gasp. With each push, pull and rock of his hips, it brought you closer and closer to your release. The two of you were completely love drunk off each other, consumed by the feeling of your mind, body and souls connecting. Every sound Adam made excited you that much more, the sight of him completely losing himself in you was one you won’t forget. No one had ever been this gentle with you before, taking their time to please and satisfy your needs.

“You’re so beautiful, Y/N,” Adam murmured against the shell of your ear. “My beautiful girl,”

Your breathy pants and moans filled the bedroom, intertwining with Adam’s as both of you tumbled over the edge. “Yes! A-Adam! Oh Adam!” you cried out as the waves of your pleasure threatened to drown you. Your body quivered beneath him as the pressure deep inside of you finally released. Adam came inside of you after his last few thrusts, his length pulsating against your walls while he filled you with everything he had. His breathing was unsteady as he came back down to earth.

When you untangled yourselves from each other, sleep threatened to overtake you. Your mind and body were at ease now and you’d never felt more sated. Adam is your safe place, your best friend. You can’t imagine anyone else by your side.

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viviennelamb · 6 months

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Hi Vivienne, I subscribed to your content a while back and its changed my life! However, reading and contemplating this information is one thing. Practically applying it consistently? That's a whole different story.

I realised I've been passively consuming your writing and other likeminded creators, spiritual texts etc. As a crutch to delude myself into believing I was changing, and to stroke my spiritual ego. Reading the works of the few individuals that speak the truth about the nature of this reality is like using crack to me lol. It feels exhilarating, electric and almost illegal to read.

I'm gradually implementing meditation, prayer and service to others in my daily life, though my mind naturally gravitates towards distractions in the material world and media. There is a constant fight between my higher self and my ego and lust consciousness. I know it's not easy because if it was everyone would do it, but this hardship leads me to believe deep down I'm just not willing or ready to dissolve the ego yet, or until I'm faced with enough Karma and suffering.

I would love to know more about the 'Coldest Winter of Egotism' and if there is an aspect of divine timing in regards to self realisation.

Thanks for all that you do <3

Hello Celest,

The fact that you're reading means you're looking for something - once you have found that something you resonate with you will act or store the information for the next lifetime :) lol. Most people enjoy having passive consumers; if people improve, that means they're going to level up and leave the content creator behind. Same thing with therapists and doctors who string along their patients with decades of sessions and prescription pills so they have a cheque. The answer is simple and it's God, but people truly believe it's has to be something more complicated because they want to try everything else out first which is how we got into this mess in the first place. There is no philosophy that will help anybody but living in the Present Moment.

You can get all the information you require from God once you start meditating. The internet, as well as every other piece of technology will seem archaic as its the consciousness of the masses that makes the internet valuable and right now there's very few people to place your attention on if one actually wants Truth. There will be a day when you're done with reading intellectual takes and you'r ready to start living. Living in reality and realizing that the world is already the best movie with the greatest storylines will push you to become the lead actress instead of the egoic filler character who remains passive all her life. I naturally lost interest in the falsehoods within reality and started putting all my effort in the Game of Life which is levelling up spiritually. I'm trying to see how good I can get at my role and if I can successfully complete The Game within this lifetime.

It's difficult to remain ego-driven when I compromised and allowed some egoism to please society, but it still wasn't enough for the ignorant to let me live in peace, so I'm demolishing their treasured egos.

⚬ "A constant fight between my higher self and my ego and lust consciousness"

One thing about people working towards sainthood is that since childhood, they had no interest in the material world, due to their experiencing this Drama countless times before. To start your meditation and prayers right now, regardless of what you think they will yield, will pay off in future lifetimes.

Life is only a zero-sum game for those who waste it on materialism, but for the selfless, it's increasing bliss and an optimism that has no physical source, but rather stems from the love of God built over lifetimes prior.

Since you have found my blog I'd say you were on this path before in some manner, as it has been retained in your soul's memory which is why it feels good for you to read. That's your Soul giving you the green light to burn up your karma by remaining on this path. Do your best, but when you are finally free from egoism and ready to take action, you will be able to overturn every stone on earth to embody Truth, and nothing will be able to stop you.

⚬ Coldest Winter of Egotism

The coldest winter is when it hits you that you have never experienced true love and can never love which is the lowest depths of egotism. Many people experience this and call it depression and believe there is no point in living if they cannot love. However, they do not know that it is because they do not love God.

Notice how former drug addicts are more calm once they're saved through Jesus Christ, and they just love life? Just a sunflower seed of knowing God implants lifelong happiness in an individual. For those people during this lifetime, it's enough to have those beliefs. If they were chaste, meditated, and loved God so much that they worked to unite with God, hence becoming God through meditation, the God-Ego would be created as I explained in another post. The God-Ego is one that decimates evil, and if more people obtained God-Consciousness, the world would become the utopia everybody claims they want, which would be the most pleasant summer day.

Thank you for reading. ❤︎

#ask

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biitchcakes · 7 months

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— character info sheet.

(repost, don’t reblog)

name: Jessica Miriam Drew

name meaning: Jessica ( Hebrew: "to see" ; "God beholds" ; wealthy / rich ) Miriam ( Hebrew: "wished-for-child" )

alias/es: Jess, Spider-Woman, formerly Archane

ethnicity: White British

one picture you like best of your character:

three h/cs you never told anyone:

The fragrances she uses are most often are vanilla scented. And, if not that, she tends to gravitate more towards sweet &/ or fruity scents or spice scents, such as: coconut, black cherry, berries, cinnamon, coffee, pumpkin. . . Bath & Bodyworks had two seasonal fragrances I always pictured her loving ( 1. Pastel Skies — "soft cloud berries, pink spun sugar, & coconut musk" and then 2. Sweet Whiskey — "golden amber, vanilla-infused whiskey, & sweet red berries" ). That said, what she views as overly sweet, such as birthday cake or frosting, she tends to avoid.

I actually don't think I've brought up her favourite colour ! Amazing. Obviously, she loves red, it's her whole ✨thing✨, but if you actually asked her to pick out ONE favourite ? It's #facbdf ! It's the colour she painted the walls in her and Lindsay's first PI office, and she's incorporated into every office she's had since. Makes her nostalgic, a little at peace for a few seconds.

The venom that courses through Jessica's veins is what turns her irises the green colour they are. Naturally blue, her eyes fade back to their genetic shade whenever powers are weak ⸺ like when she's brought back to life and her abilities fluctuate. Or, to a lesser extent, whenever she needs some time to recover from a fight, they fade juuust a little while she heals. It varies if it's noticeable or not.

three things your character likes doing in their free time:

Riding around Manhattan and Queens on her motorcycle, somehow there's always something new to see ⸺ as well as the comforting familiar.

Puzzles ! Solitaire ! Sudoku ! Brain teasers ! Crossword ! Simple problem-solving games and things of the like. Basically anything you can find in an adult activity book at the gas station.

Rewatching some of her favourite movies, such as: Star Trek II: Wrath of Khan, Alien, The Karate Kid, Short Circuit, Total Recall, Heat, Sean Connery era Bonds, or really any 7/8/90's era martial arts, action, sci-fi or horror movie. She's got a lot of genres she likes the most and couldn't chose between if you asked her to, but most carry some significant theme to her: such as the main character being a detective or spy, a science experiment gone wrong, the strength of friendship and how much it can mean, standing up for your morals and values, or it's got a mentorship of some kind ⸺ usually a paternal one. It's not something she really realises she does.

Eight people your character likes / loves:

Carol Danvers ( bestie )

Lindsay McCabe ( bestie )

Miguel O'Hara ( boyfriend )

Johnny Storm ( boyfriend )

Clint Barton ( boyfriend // ex; he still means a lot to her even when they're not together ⸺ don't tell him )

Magnus ( father figure // mentor )

Nick Fury ( father figure // mentor // friend )

Logan Howlett ( mentor // friend )

two things your character regrets:

A lot of her anger, and the way that causes her to reaction in some situations and towards others. How she lashes out, and how venomous fists and words are always her first instinct. . . And how this has occasionally hurt those she holds closest.

Retiring her private investigator agency in Madripoor. After some time, her and Lindsay return to San Francisco, where Linds begins taking classes to become a professional stuntwoman, and Jess starts to take up more jobs wherever she can find them ( including all the way to places like Istanbul ! Lindsay went along for that one — ). This leads to her being on the east coast / in New York more often than she'd have ever thought. And, the more she's out there, the more she's encouraged to allow HYDRA restabilise her powers, which she eventually agrees to ⸺ only for it to turn out to by the Skrulls in disguise. So, tl;dr, she feels leaving Madripoor lead to her getting abducted, and allowing the Skrulls to fully return her powers resulted in the Skrull Invasion since Veranke, the queen, chose to impersonate her. After that has been a mixed bag that has a lot of good, but sometimes, she wonders. . .

two phobias your character has:

musophobia: the fear of rats

monatophobia: the fear of dying alone

tagged by: @gwenbiote tagging: all of you, tag me in them ! if you've already seen this and you're tagging people, tag me in yours anyway !! I wanna read them all asfksj

#the irony of her name meaning wealthy and she's one of The Broke Heroes #THREE hc i have never told anyone....#bruh i never shut up about her ahsjkfha #THAT KEPT ME STUMPED #so i listed hc i may or may have not talked about idk #if u have seen them before no u haven't #also obvs the boyfriend thing is verse dependant #BUT i couldn't leave her boys out cmon #whew this was a lot more info than i thought it was gonna be tbh #i do not mean to ramble she simply just makes me 😔#( ch. study. ) ⸺ ⌜𝕚 𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥⌟#( headcanon. ) ⸺ ⌜𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕒𝕤 𝕨𝕖 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕚𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕕𝕒𝕪⌟#( queue. ) ⸺ ⌜𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖⌟

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debbiechanclub · 10 months

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What are your thoughts on bullet club war dogs as a whole and what are your thoughts on each of the members?

What a nice treat in my inbox, thank you for allowing me to subject you to my insanity about this group of people. My thoughts are that I love them, and let me tell you why.

Preemptively inserting a cut, because I'm sure this is gonna be long.

*Morgan Freeman voice*: It is.

I assume you know this, so I don't mean to mansplain, but it's crucial to my point to reiterate that the original intent of Bullet Club as founded by Prince Devitt was to be a stable of despicable gaijin (or foreign) wrestlers. Which makes total sense as a concept, especially in NJPW. Japan is not the cultural melting pot that North America or the UK is―if you're not Japanese, you stick out. So it makes perfect sense that the foreign wrestlers would gravitate toward each other and band together in that locker room as strangers in a strange land, so to speak.

However, to me, it hadn't felt like that's what Bullet Club was in a long time. Ever since The Elite left NJPW and during the bulk of Jay White's tenure as leader, basically (and he is the longest tenured leader!). At some point under Jay's leadership, BC became less about being a group of foreign menaces and more about just being a group of menaces. And a group of menaces who didn't really have each other's backs, to boot? There was so much in-fighting and it got so old.

But David Finlay and the War Dogs―in my admittedly completely biased opinion―have brought BC back to its original intent. They're a group of young, hungry, foreign guys who came almost entirely out of NJPW's American arm in Strong. And they're obsessed with each other. You can tell from social media and their backstage comments and in-ring promos that they're a cohesive unit who have each other's backs.

Outside of the War Dogs, though... BC is still a hot fucking mess. I'm highkey annoyed that Jay is just being allowed to get away with BC Gold in AEW, and I want nothing more than for Finlay to finally cut House of Torture loose (and hopefully there will be movement on that with him and EVIL being in the same G1 block). I do, however, think Ace and Bey should be brought into the War Dogs; they would fit right in (and I love Chris Bey). As for the BC subgroup in NJPW Tamashii, while I know absolutely nothing about them it does make sense that NJPW would want an iteration of their most-known faction in their Australian arm. And plus Bad Luck Fale is heading it up and he's an original member, so. Pass.

Okay, so now that I've told you my thoughts on the War Dogs as a group, lets get into each of them individually.

David Finlay

I mean, he's blorbo prime. My special (not really) little guy. He just scratches a very satisfying itch in my brain, and it actually started for me back when Kenny Omega took the AEW World Championship over to Impact to become the Belt Collector. Because when Kenny did that, I―like many others―tuned into Impact for the first time in actual decades, and when FinJuice started feuding with The Good Brothers for the Impact World Tag Titles, I just knew I'd vibe with Finlay, you know? Like I said, he scratched an itch. (Also, I should say here that I didn't start regularly watching NJPW until like... mid-2021, so my exposure to Finlay up until watching Impact was essentially that I knew he was a person who existed.) And then Finlay came back to Japan for the first time in over a year to compete in last year's G1 post-split from Juice, and he was a bit more aggressive with a bit of a chip on his shoulder, and the feeling of "yeah, that's my guy," only grew. And then he walked out with Gedo in Bullet Club gear for the New Japan Cup and I was just a goner. Plus his dad is Fit Finlay who I love simply for everything he's done to help elevate women's wrestling. Like, love and respect, Steph, but you didn't start the women's revolution―Fit did when he started treating WWE's women like wrestlers and not just eye candy 💅🏻

Oh, and I will die on this hill: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, will Tony Khan or someone in fucking AEW acknowledge all the history between Finlay and both Juice and Jay and give us the fucking War Dogs-BC Gold feud we deserve????

Okay, moving on.

Clark Connors

Okay, so. If Finlay scratches a satisfying itch in my brain, Clark scratches a hedonistic one, and that's just it. Seriously―when he first joined BC, he had me acting and thinking weird. He's despicable and cocky and he likes to drink and smoke and fight and I am simply helpless against his dirtbag rhinestone outlaw swag. Plus, he's just a good hard-hitting wrestler. There's a moment in his match against Kevin Knight from this year's BOSJ where he did this crazy sort of spear-spinebuster combo that lives absolutely rent free in my brain. OH. And his theme song is a fucking banger.

Dan "Drilla" Moloney

To be perfectly transparent, even though he was great in this year's BOSJ, I didn't pay much attention to Drilla until he joined BC and linked up with Clark, and I don't know that I like him so much as I just like him and Clark together? That's not to say I don't like Drilla on his own, because I do―he's mouthy and entertaining as fuck and just does not give a fuck. At all. But him and Clark together are just *chef's kiss* to me. Although, I am very much looking forward to Drilla's impending match and feud with Will Ospreay.

Alex Coughlin

This might come as a surprise, but... Alex is lowkey my second favorite after Finlay (sorry, Clark 🫣). And it’s for the same reason that I gravitated toward Finlay in the first place: I just know I'd vibe with him based off the things he posts on IG. I also like that he brings a completely different dynamic to the group in the sense that he's not loud or outwardly cocky and doesn't run his mouth like the rest of them do. He just stares into your soul and picks things up and throws them. And I just think he's neat. I hope he does well in the G1 and I will be sad if he doesn't.

Gabe Kidd

So as of right now, I have the least feel for Gabe out of all the War Dogs, and my thoughts on him are similar to Drilla in that it's not so much him as it is him and Alex together for me. The two of them are a completely different flavor of swag from Drilla and Clark, and I absolutely love that. I love that the War Dogs are a well-rounded unit with both a junior tag team and a heavyweight tag team who each bring something unique and dynamic to the table. That being said, Gabe is quickly growing on me, and I'm sure I'll have more to say about him during and after the G1.

And Jesus H. Christ, I just wrote you a novel. I hope it answers your question? 😂

Seriously though, thank you for asking me this, and now everyone who bothers to read this knows how extensive my brainrot for the War Dogs is. They're my special guys and I adore them.

#asks #it's a fucking NOVEL #thank you for asking and to anyone who bothers to read lmao

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itsseohannbin · 13 days

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thank you for the tag Pookie!! @feelbokkie

Get To Know Me!

❣ Who is your favorite Kpop group?

Stray Kids is my main group, but I'm also dabbling in some others, like Ateez, Big Bang, iKon, Enhypen, Astro, The Boyz, NewJeans, BlackPink, BTS/Jungkook. (One OK Rock & The Rose are also heavily loved but idk if they qualify as Kpop or not?)

❣ Which member sparked your interest first?

I think my answer is the same as nearly every other Stay out there.... Lee Felix Yongbok.

he's just such a sweet lil cinnamon roll with the voice of a devil. his smile got me first, cause hello? look at it and tell me you aren't melting!!?? (being considered the embodiment of sunshine by all my close friends/family of course only heightened the adoration I had for him). I truly and utterly adore him sm 😊

❣ Who was your first bias?

Han Jisung, obviously 🙄🙄 smooth lil bitch that he is..

I mean, look at this smol bean :(

He is absolutely adorable, and he held my heart for such a long period of time before Binnie came along out of nowhere and shut that shit down LOL

it's almost like I convinced myself Han was my bias and Changbin was my number 1 bias wrecker, when in reality, it was the complete opposite. Bin has always been #1 with Han fighting for his chance in #2.

❣ Who is your current bias?

I think I've made it abundantly clear over the last few days 6 months lmao help who my heart truly belongs to, and it's this fucking dude right here omg.

juST LOOK AT HIM!! Boba eyes, curly hair, plushy lips 🥺🥺

I just wanna hold him😭😭

I denied it for so so SO LONGGGGG and I'm so ashamed that I did because the moment I was like "fuck, yeah, this is the one," I felt like I could breathe properly for the first time since becoming a STAY LOL.

I had a little dramatic moment with a Chan Bias Friend of mine about the whole ordeal (thank you again for Syd for holding me through that crisis bc lord it was a big one!), and told her that I feel like I've been wearing beer goggles for my entire journey as a STAY and I just now took them off, and the world seems so much clearer now.. everything makes so much more sense LOL. We always talk about how your bias is most like you and your wrecker is what you look for most in a partner, but it's the complete opposite for me. Changbin truly has my entire heart and I could not be happier knowing it's him that's protecting it

❣ What makes them your bias?

This is a loaded question, but I'll try to explain it as clear and concise as possible.

I fucking adore this man.

So so fucking much.

It's so true that you don't find Stray Kids in your time of need, they find you. Changbin found me. 6 months or so ago, I had an "oh shit" moment where I kind of realized that it's been Binnie all along, but I wanted to deny it and stay loyal to Han because he was my first and I was determined to keep him as my #1.. but after my Binnie moment, I started going HARD. I watched everything. interviews, skz-codes, live performances, tiktoks, vlogs, skz-talkers, the entirety of Kingdom LW then all the way back to music videos and the bts for the mv's. I became obsessed, not just with all of the members, but with Binnie. His personality is so so sweet and so genuine and so raw that I couldn't help but gravitate towards him. His duality, his personality, his stage presence. It was overwhelming in the best way possible. He's become such a safe space for me over the course of the last year and a half that I've been apart of the STAY community and been a fan of the group. His encouraging words, his gentle and loving presence, his loud and confident personality. All of it.

He's unknowingly helped me come to terms with my eating disorder and helped me stay on a healthy and positive path in my journey to self-love. He taught me the importance of our bodies and how to properly take care of the body you were born with. He taught me how to stick to my principles and never stray from my own beliefs, no matter what people around me have to say/do about it. He taught me how to appreciate the family I was blessed with, and that yes, sometimes it is nice to just dance with them in snow. He taught me confidence and self-acceptance in ways no trainer or therapist ever could. He's helped me accept myself, helped me realize that life is not about the journey, but who you spend the journey with. He's taught me to Never let the fear of being myself, stop me from being myself (this one is so fucking huge and so fucking important to me, you'll never understand). He is such a huge inspiration for me. I can't get over how much I love him and how much I owe to him and his existence. I see posts and tiktoks all the time about how Changbin is like everyones own personal happy pill, and he truly is.

I could go into very specific details with video timestamps, specific lyrics, tiktoks and moments where my love for him was solidified more and more, but I feel like we would be here all day and I want to keep this post short and sweet.

So yes, I adore Changbin and his presence in my life. He is truly an inspiration in so many aspects and I just cannot imagine a life without him, or the rest of SKZ, in it.

❣ Who is your bias wrecker?

For the longest time possible, it was a Seungmin. The little menace he is. It was him, and then I had a moment where I slowly starting veering off towards Minho, cause he's like, the king of menaces and Seungmin is just his little menace-in-training. Then it went back to Seungmin after watching most of Kingdom: Legendary War and seeing his performance in I'll Be Your Man and Love Poem.

THEN as of the most recent two comebacks, Hyunjin shows up and is like "hello I'm here too. I also require your attention". But truthfully, I think I've come to accept the fact that I'm a Changbin bias, but OT7 wrecked on the daily, because each and every member wrecks me in different ways.

Bangchan with his astounding hardwork and adoring personality. Lee Know as the king of menaces/ultimate butt hunter. Hyunjinnie with his passion and love for all the art and beauty in the world. Han with his dedication and lyrics that always hit so close to home. Felix for his rays of sunshine, demonic voice and heart of gold. Seungmin for his shy and guarded personality but the prince following in the King's foot steps. and INNIE?? BABY BREAD??? No baby bread ain't a baby bread anymore, he's a freakin' Daddy Toast and I'm uNWELL

Hannie definitely holds the top spot for bias wrecker (hello he was demoted from #1 so it only makes sense for him to fall to #2), but the remaining 6 are fighting for the title on a daily basis. It's very concerning LOL

❣ Which member(s) are you currently obsessing over that aren't your bias/bias wrecker?

As of right now, I cannot for the life of me get Channie out of my fucking head. Idk what it is lately, but there's just something about Chan that takes up all my attention. Maybe it's the excessive amounts of fics I've been reading and writing for him, but he's just someone who captivates your attention and absolutely requires you to keep it on him. It's frustrating but I'm also not complaining.

❣ When did you first discover this group?

I first heard of SKZ by the boyfies little sister who is a die hard kpop fan. When I first met her when she was 11 or 12, she was a big fan of BTS, and I tried to bond with her over Kpop, although it was something I never thought I'd ever get into, and she was like "well, BTS isn't for everyone. Have you listened to SKZ?" and she showed me Gods Menu and like one of their early SKZ Codes, and I was like "alright, they're pretty cool. Demonic voice sunshine boi, fast rapper #1, fast rapper #2, maniacal little puppy, ethearal fairie who likes to touch butts, best leader, tiny baby with large hands and pretty artist." but after that I didn't really give them a second thought.

Then, in January of 2023, I started a new job with my lifelong best friend who I hadn't caught up with in a long time, and she was obsessed.. she had already been apart of Stayville since maxident, and she got our other friend into them as well, so when we spent every break and lunch hour together scrolling through tiktoks and listening to her gush about how amazing these men were, I was like, alright. I'll give them a shot. If my best friend adored something so much, who am I to not give them a shot and see what all the fuss was about.

She showed me the MAMA 2022 performance and from there, I was hooked.

Thank you Kennie for bringing these losers into my life.

❣ Have you ever been to one of their concerts?

I have not. I've seen so many concert videos and tiktoks of others living out the ultimate dream and I am so so jealous. I really hope they come to Canada on their next tour. I will be absolutely devastated if they don't, but I am fully willing to road trip down to any state at any time to see them live. I will not miss another concert. I will not.

❣ What are some of your favorite songs by the group?

oh fuck.

okay uhm, lets see...

DLMLU

Case 143

Scars

Doodle

Alien

Chill

Give Me Your TMI

3Racha

Taste

Circus

Thunderous (definitely getting a Thunderous tattoo)

Volcano

Sorry, I love you

Venom/Maniac (First performance I watched)

Charmer

Waiting For Us

Gods Menu (first song I heard)

EASY ??!!!!??

TOP (holy fuck incredible song 10/10)

Back Door (first choreo I learned)

Miroh

SuperBowl

Get Lit

Butterflies

Hello STRANGER

Comflex

LOL it's really hard to pick favorites when their entire discography is played on repeat 24/7. There is not one song I skip while listening to my SKZ playlist. Not one!

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No presh tags :) || @moonlightndaydreams @channieandhisgoonsquad @bethanysnow @noellllslut @queenmea604

#get to know me #get to know me skz #stray kids #kpop #itshannjisung #get to know hannji

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tutuandscoot · 1 year

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(More thoughts from the RODcast)

Part of it is their personalities just clicking. I think we and certainly I have romantasised it in they are soulmates (which I do believe on some level) but the way they talk about it-just finding this instant joy and their energies playing off each other- at 7 + 9 there’s no way you know what that means but but they felt it meant something and they knew that’s where they wanted to be. That’s the crazy part that in those early years- being paired up, it just happened to be that they clicked and it clicked in a way that made sense- even though they didn’t know what that sense was. That is just the luck factor, or if you want to take the ‘fate’/ soulmates angle. Like if their personalities just didn’t click there’s really a very small chance it would’ve gone much further. Tessa seemed to come with that determination and work ethic at a young age but by the way they tell it and reflect on it, it was her that brought that out in Scott.

It’s also really interesting- but not surprising- that tessa gravitates more to talking about realising they had a shared goal and vision and working towards something they found great satisfaction in. It’s also really interesting the way T is more attracted to acknowledging that more strategic, part of it, that she maybe took on a bit of an early leadership role in that respect. You can see in early videos how cute it is that on the ice she is leading him - which is very common in young dancers especially committed and ambitious ones you see the girl leading (whether that’s in a male/female partnership or just picking a single girl out of a group of other girls) but I think very quickly they were taught and adapted to their responsibilities within the partnership- as I said maybe T stepping up into that more off ice leadership role and Scott very quickly learning to be the leader and the one in charge on the ice which was something they did for their whole careers and I always find particularly very beautiful in the way they went about that.

Whereas he talks more about the feeling and connection he felt with her. He was a hyper little boy who just wanted to run around throwing snowballs and playing hockey but as soon as he held Tessa’s hand he felt something special and found purpose (again without knowing particularly why or what it exactly meant). He started feeling a love for it develop only with her and realising he just didn’t have that same feeling for hockey which is what he thought he should love.

That must’ve been such a confusing time for him because (as he tells it) he didn’t really deal with bullying or being feminised for being an ice dancer, but he dealt more so with that internal struggle and confusion, at times maybe (again as he has said) fighting against the love he had for skating and dancing with T, with what he thought should be ‘normal’ and every time he talks about that is just so beautifully honest and vulnerable.

It is so significant to me how adamant he is that he only loved and does love the sport because of Tess and had she not come along he may not have ever found that purpose, whereas she says that he just loved skating much and was so passionate about it- she can delineate herself from his own emotions, but she can’t delineate him from her emotions for skating, which is really interesting- not that it’s contradicting themselves but they do tie so much- really all of their love and commitment to the sport to each other but similar to how they can recognise and celebrate each other’s success separately from their own, they can recognise those really special qualities in each other, even though all their success came exclusively together. And again with her, she can’t separate her love and dedication to skating because of him, he drove her to get better and be the partner she felt he and his talent deserved, while he gushed about how talented she was throughout their career. She says his the single person who’s had the biggest impact on her life. Then scoot will publicly say how superhuman and “unbelievable” she is- that she deserves this fame she would undoubtedly achieve anything she does.

Simply put. They only did this because of each other. They only love it because of each other. They hold all their success and opportunities in life to the care and support and confidence they gave each other. They believed in each other.

There is absolutely no doubt they would’ve both been amazing humans and had incredible lives had they never met, but the fact is they don’t need to contemplate that scenario because they were blessed with finding each other when they needed to, and they get to live their whole lives feeling they are a better humans for having lived in this world together 😭😭😭.

Going back to the start now, that Tessa speaks about their goals and Scott about their love and passion, those are things they were so critical of themselves during their career- Tessa just not ever feeling up to his standard technically but him saying she’s the best ever and it’s crazy that he’s the one who lucked out having her as his partner, then Scott being self critical of his emotions and dance ability and being too passionate, but Tessa says his passion and raw emotion is his best quality and that inspires her so much. So while they are different in those respects and that’s maybe reflected in their occupations now- Tessa more tactical and business oriented and Scott more attracted to that creative activity, the two do exist in each other and they are both expressing the opposite traits in their daily lives - probably because of that influence they had on each other for so long.

It’s like they always said that they are such different people, but they really were perfect for each other. They brought out all the best qualities in each other, and lifted up and gave confidence and validation to those qualities they themselves felt critical of. Then the A M O U N T of care and attentiveness they gave that. You COULD NOT put that much work into fostering a relationship with someone if you didn’t inherently care about them. It’s just incredible. It’s so so moving. It’s always been obvious watching them skate how much chemistry they have and how they must be madly in love. And of course there are hundreds of teams out there who have their own unique relationships, but it is just really underestimated the importance Tessa and Scott placed, on loving each other- the work they put into loving each other, was important to them. Any couple, on ice, off ice, random people in to world, imagine what kind of society we could have if we all treated each other with the respect and compassion that TS do… but this is what no other ice dance team has. Then encased in working on that love is the time spent learning about each other, listening to them, empathising with them, caring about them, acknowledging their fears and doubts, shining a light on what makes them special, protecting not just their bodies, but their souls, caring about each other as humans, not simply athletes.

That’s it. That what the magic is. It’s their humanity and human connection with each other. From there they could express anything. Then of course came the skating and the dancing and the gym and nutrition and costumes and everything else. But as a partnership- partners expressing emotion and telling a story- relating to each other artistically.. there is just no one like them and there will never be anyone like them. Because it all had to work. Their personalities had to click, they had to be the right age and size and grow correctly and have the families with the means to support them and for fucks sake find each other just 10 minutes down the road!! Then they both had to work night and day for 20 fucking years and be ridiculously talented and have the work ethic to become the best in the world. They are a ⭐️ GOD DAMN ANOMALY! ⭐️

In the moment watching them it’s impossible to comprehend all of that, so we just have to watch them and accept that it’s magic because how could two people possibly have earth-melting chemistry in the middle of a set of twizzles or simply holding hands or as she’s standing with her full weight on steel blades pressed into his hips and emote music so perfectly it’s like it’s being composed for them live as they are dancing to it.

Aaa..hhhhiii. 😰😰😰

I really don’t know what else to say.

I’m not writing this to convince anyone.. it’s all there, all 22 years of it just about, plus it coming from their own hearts and minds. It’s incredible. It’s just the most beautiful and inspiring story. They didn’t go to space or sail round the globe. but they just loved each other for who they were and shared that with the world. That’s brave enough in itself.

Here’s a pic of these incredible humans to finish this off.

#I said I had no more words but trust me there will be several more rants to come #I will NEVER shut up about these angels #I legitimately just cry sometimes about how incredible they are #it’s just unfathomable #deeeppp sigh #it’s all I see now when I watch them is just this…. love

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big-golyat · 8 months

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A thought on the Abyss Watchers boss fight:

Nearly every boss fight in the Soulsborne series are (mostly) intense affairs, what with the dark atmosphere, character designs, oppresive movesets, and the lore if you're into that kind of thing. I have a wide array of feelings towards these boss fights, ranging from "holy shit this is awesome" to "what the fuck, this is bullshit". Across all of these fights, these feelings start off fairly balanced but gravitate towards "holy shit, this is awesome" after I've beaten them.

However, after beating the Abyss Watchers, I still had a lot of "what the fuck" feelings, which is highly unusual. I'd like to talk about why that is.

The main component of fair and fun gameplay, I think, is a matter of interactions. How we can interact with the game, and how the game can interact with us. For Soulsborne boss fights, we interact with the boss by moving, rolling, attacking/casting spells, and healing. The boss interacts with us by moving and attacking/casting spells, with some other actions on a case-by-case basis (such as the Witch of Hemwick fight in Bloodborne). A large part of the fun of these fights is learning exactly how these bosses attack and move, so that we can react and perform our own moves/attacks/spells.

However, not all interactions have equal value. Dodging and healing may be crucial mechanics, but they won't win the fight. We need to be able to attack, or else the fight won't be winnable. A large part of what makes the Bell Gargoyles in DS1 so hard is finding an opening to attack in between the two of them. Dodging is easy to do in their arena; killing is not.

I also had some "what the fuck" feelings after the gargoyles, which leads me to believe the reason what I disliked the Abyss Watchers so much might be similar.

The Abyss Watcher's moves caused me to dodge and move far more often than attack, which already makes the fight somewhat tedious. His long reach and ability to dash across nearly half of the arena means that even running away to heal is difficult, since he can just interrupt your healing animation with a dash and slash. This isn't a problem by itself; it can still be a fun challenge, if we have some openings to attack.

The rest of the problem, I think, comes with the two other Abyss Watchers. Having two enemies who both like to overwhelm you with long, overbearing attacks means that while one has an opening, the other is covering that opening with his sword. Being able to deal damage is meaningless if I have to take that time to use lower-value actions like dodging, or swearing at my monitor as I watch another 10-second-long death animation.

(And yes, the point of the third one who attacks the other two is to help create opportunities for the player to act, but since he can also damage the player, he can cover openings entirely by accident.)

This also seems to apply to the Bell Gargoyles, who, despite having long recovery times for their moves, cover each other's openings with extremely far-reaching polearms and fire breath. It's also what makes Ornstein and Smough more fun than my other examples; they also like to attack constantly, but their differences in reach, moveset, and even movement speed make it easier to work out a strategy for beating them.

Now maybe I'm only having these problems because I favor melee combat. Perhaps using more magic would've made these fights easier, or more manageable. I also might be missing something vital about these fights, or have a suboptimal build, or need to just get good. But I honestly believe that in a series of games where the point is to kill challenging enemies, having extremely limited chances to kill them doesn't make for good gameplay. If I have to kill, and my enemies won't let me get close enough to hit them, I'm not having fun; I'm just being bullied.

I'm glad that I finally managed to beat the Abyss Watchers. I'm not glad at all that I had to do it.

#soulsborne #elden ring #dark souls #dark souls 3 #fromsoftware #get good #mistyped gargoyles as gaygoyles and seriously considered leaving it in #off my chest

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phillipdiffy · 1 year

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turning red was one of my faves too! another is live action monster high and i really loved the lost city. it's so much fun you should check it out if you haven't yet. it has great 2000s romcom vibes. i'm most looking forward to the mh sequel and the pocket watch next year!! i know you said kate was your fave character from lizzie mcguire, what do you like most about her? - 🤶

OKAY! So I already gravitate a lot towards "mean girl" characters because I think they're really fun. But what I like about Kate in particular is how complex she is for the archetype, especially for being from the early 2000s.

A lot of "mean girls" will just be kind of basic. The only reason they exist is to cause problems for the protagonist. Which like, that's fine in some stories, and I don't think every character needs to be super fleshed out if it isn't the goal.

But Kate does end up getting a lot of characterization throughout the series. She used to be best friends with the group. She is insecure about a lot of things, like being a year older than everyone.

Like the thing that gets to me the most is how often Kate and Lizzie will just drop everything about being "enemies" to just help each other with their problems. Like I can name about 4 episodes off hand where this happens and I haven't even re-watched the show in years. (Also the movie lol)

Like yeah, they pick fights all the time, but they're also clearly playing it up when their friends are around, because as soon as they're alone they just start laughing and being friends.

Plus she gets to wear fun outfits and has funny lines.

#answered #Anonymous #gcwca secret santa

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leafdottxt · 1 year

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randomized danganronpa fics day 2

Makoto Naegi - Nekomaru Nidai (1702 words) [A bit happier with this one, still no chance to edit since I ran out of time so I'm just posting it raw - regardless, all feedback is appreciated and I hope you like it <3]

In a high-end academy like Hope’s Peak, with top notch facilities and an entire building dedicated to fitness, one would think Makoto would make the most of his time here and use all of the incredible resources at his disposal. Yet, when it came time for Makoto to begin his newly desired exercise regiment, he found himself gravitating towards the Old School Building, the now obsolete building that was previously the entirety of Hope’s Peak Academy, before its expansion alongside the introduction of the Reserve Course.

Makoto often preferred avoiding the more crowded facilities, if he could - not that he was antisocial by any stretch of the imagination, but distractions had a way of springing up on him the more that other people were around. For his first day of trying to build good habits that he would hopefully carry for the rest of his life… it was better to minimize the chances of unforeseen circumstances.

It was only when he arrived at the boy’s locker room that he realized what it was he was missing out on by going off alone. Gazing around at the equipment available to him as he gingerly shut the door behind him, Makoto very suddenly felt out of place. Weights he wasn’t sure he could lift, a punching bag that could probably beat him in a fight… It had been very easy to tell himself he wanted to start working out, but he quickly realized that he didn’t really know what that meant.

Well… every journey begins with a single step, he told himself, as he began swapping to the more athletic clothes he’d brought along with him. Now just where would that first step be… Makoto stared back at the punching bag, almost finding its presence amusing, and bumped a fist against it - it wasn’t meant to be a punch, and certainly didn’t qualify as one, but one feel of its weight and surface was all he needed to confirm that this was not the way forward.

Maybe the weights? There were a few dumbbells still here, so he reached for the middle-sized one. Once more, he was immediately discouraged upon feeling its weight; if this was the middle, he had a long way to go. Still, he had seen someone do a curl before, and managed a very shaky one before dropping it back down with a clang! As much as he wanted to be stubborn and try for at least two, it wasn’t a good idea to hurt himself all the way out here.

Next on the list… Well, there was a pull-up bar. How hard could that be? Makoto himself was pretty light, he reasoned, cautiously approaching as he stretched upwards, only just able to reach it and get a decent grip. After a moment’s hesitation, Makoto lifted his feet, feeling the full of his weight become his hands’ responsibility… and it wasn’t terrible! At the very least, the act of hanging off of the bar wasn’t that straining, which meant he could at least handle his body weight. Emboldened, he then tried to lift upwards, only to immediately see where the difficulty came from - moving his body weight was completely different from holding it. Makoto realized that trying to start on his own had likely been a mistake. He let out a tired sigh as his arms relaxed, trying to clear the doubt from his head in preparation for another attempt, only for a sudden noise to send a jolt through his whole body, causing him to let go of the bar and fall to the ground, luckily landing on the mats.

“Gahahaha, what an excellent surprise,” came a loud, boisterous voice that immediately decimated the somber atmosphere Makoto had begun producing. “Didn’t mean to startle you, stranger. Go ahead and get back to it, I won’t be in your way.”

This guy was… massive. He had to be three times Makoto’s size. The only other person he’d seen with muscles like that was his classmate, Sakura Oogami… “Ah, it’s okay, I was just finishing up anyways,” Makoto lied as he got to his feet, resolved to take his leave now. He’d already embarrassed himself enough without anyone around, the last thing he wanted was this guy to judge his pathetic lack of strength.

“Finishing up, huh?” The large man squinted down at Makoto, crossing his arms. “But how can that be? You couldn’t have been here longer than twenty minutes.”

“Wh-what?” Makoto was more surprised that the guy even cared, but it wasn’t like he could prove otherwise. “Why do you think that?”

“Because,” the booming voice began, followed by a large hand pointing accusingly right at Makoto. “I usually show up here the moment the courtyard gates open, but today I had some business to take care of first, so I was running a little behind. Which means, you must have just gotten here too.”

…Makoto had no idea the courtyard gates were on a schedule, although he did know they were off limits from dusk ‘til dawn.

“Well… yeah, you’re right,” Makoto admitted with a sigh. Was he about to get mocked for his low stamina? Much to his surprise, however, the man seemed to pick up on Makoto’s defeated posture, and took a seat on the bench beside the lockers.

“You’ve barely even broken a sweat,” the man noted. “Whatever your reasons for leaving, you should just be honest. If you’d like me to leave so you can train by yourself, I can just come back later.”

“I-It’s not that,” Makoto hurriedly insisted, even if the man’s presence had been the straw that broke the camel’s back for him. “I just… didn’t really know what to do.”

“Hmm.. A beginner, huh? Excuse me for a moment.” Without any other warning, the strange man stood up and stepped towards Makoto, reaching out and feeling for a few of his muscles, while the smaller boy stammered the beginnings of a protest. However, the man had gotten all he needed within a few seconds and took a step back, giving a hearty, boisterous laugh.

“You’ve never exercised a day in your life, have you?” Without waiting for an answer, the man took up a serious expression again. “You’re pretty determined to come out here on your own and try to get a routine started, but it takes a little more than guts to make a change like that. Be honest with me…” He crouched down to eye level with Makoto, lowering his voice as if to imply subtlety, yet his natural volume meant it was still loud. “...Are you doing this to impress a… special someone?”

“Wh-what?! N-no, I-” “Excellent! No determination is more fickle than teenage love.” He clapped Makoto on the back, almost knocking the air out of him, and stuck out his other hand towards Makoto’s chest. “My name’s Nekomaru Nidai, the Super High-School Level Coach!”

Unsure of what was happening, Makoto awkwardly took the hand and shook.

“I’m… Makoto Naegi.”

“That’s a good name! You should say it with more confidence!” Nekomaru had regained all of his prior intensity, which seemed to spur Makoto to action.

“I’m Makoto Naegi!!”

“SPLENDID!” He clapped Makoto on the back again no less forcefully than before. “Now, listen up Naegi. It takes spirit to want to start building up your body. Without spirit, you won’t accomplish anything, but it takes more than just high hopes to see results! You gotta know how to get it. So, Makoto Naegi…” Now he was gripping Makoto by the shoulders. “Tell me what you’re after, and to reward your spirit, I’ll make sure you get there!”

This guy was… kind of ridiculous, Makoto thought to himself. But, at the very least, he needed to give him a serious answer if he was going to be helpful.

“Well… to be honest, I’m not sure. I was hoping to be able to get a little stronger, but now that I’m here I don’t even know what that means.”

“Hmm…” Nekomaru crossed his arms, appearing to be deep in thought for a few moments as he stared down at Makoto. “You don’t seem to have any particular setbacks in building muscle, you’re just a little small by nature. Scrawny, but not underweight - you could fill out with some muscles with even the most basic routine.”

Makoto chuckled nervously at the prospect. “I don’t need to get, like, ripped or anything. Just, you know… maybe some more arm strength would be good for carrying stuff.”

“Carrying stuff, huh? Even in everyday life, lifting isn’t as simple as it seems - there’s more than just your arm muscles involved. If you only train one part of your body, the rest won’t be able to keep up,” Nekomaru declared, shaking his head. “I’ll design you a regiment that builds your overall body strength, so you have a foundation to build on later if you choose.”

“A foundation…” Makoto echoed his words, processing the concept - everything he was saying made sense, at least.

“That’s RIGHT!” The sudden energy in Nekomaru’s voice caused Makoto to jump. “Like I said, Naegi… It's good that you want to get stronger. Some people don’t even make it that far. Even natural prodigies won’t put in the effort…” Nekomaru clenched his fist, but before Makoto could even begin to wonder why he seemed so grave, he continued. “Without determination, natural talent is meaningless! There are no prodigies of self-improvement, understand?” “I… I think so.” Makoto nodded, his expression turning thoughtful as he tossed this concept around in his head. Even if… he wasn’t sure what it had to do with him, Nekomaru seemed too serious about it to disregard.

“SPLENDID!” Makoto jumped again when Nekomaru’s voice boomed, and the third clap on the back didn’t help. “Now that you’ve resolved to do something difficult, you’ve already proven you can do difficult things. With that in mind, I have no intention of going easy on you!”

Internally, Makoto felt his heart drop at those words, but something about Nekomaru’s words caused him to give an entirely different reaction on the outside, and he found himself smiling, even if it wasn’t all that confident.

“Heh… well, bring it on!”

#danganronpa #makoto naegi #nekomaru nidai

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angelatmidnight1 · 2 years

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Any lee/lee Wattson hcs?

Sure, I had more than one request for Wattson headcanons. These will basically go hand in hand with the 'reasons the Legends tickle you' headcanon that I made for her, but it's totally fine. I hope you like these 😊

Ticklish Wattson Headcanons

Lee-

The Queen of Puns has a weakness, and it’s that she is very ticklish.

Easily an 8 out of 10 on the ticklish scale.

She has an infectious giggle and an adorable laugh.

Which can get kinda squeaky depending on how hard she’s laughing.

Ticklish everywhere but her top two tickle spots are her armpits and stomach, with her armpits coming in as #1 by a slight margin.

She’s a teasy ler, but if you use that strategy against her? She can’t handle it.

She’s the kind of lee that will have her ler smiling and laughing along with her.

You’ll have to move fast to hold her down, otherwise she’ll turn the tables on you.

So she’s a fun tickle fight partner to have.

If you get her to snort, props to you. But she’ll turn bright pink.

“Wait, so do all engineers snort like that, or is it just you?”

“Thahat’s nahahat fuhuhunny!”

Telling jokes and tickling at the same time will lead to an incoherent Natalie.

Especially if they’re centered around electricity.

If you haven’t fallen into a laughing fit yourself, expect a giggly, breathless Wattson after you stop.

She’ll never admit it, but she doesn’t mind being tickled.

That doesn’t mean you’ve gotten away with it though; if you don’t think revenge is coming, you’ll be in for a shock.

Ler-

A very playful ler; tickling is a fun way to bond with her fellow Legends outside of the games.

The OG tickle monster of the Outlands.

None of the Legends are safe.

Everyone is fair game, but she gravitates towards the quieter/shyer Legends, since she thinks they especially need a good laugh.

She has no problem in approaching someone and asking if they are ticklish.

No matter what the answer is, she’s gonna tickle.

Or, if she’s feeling cheeky, she’ll poke someone in a common tickle spot, and then pretend that she shocked them.

“Oh, non, non, non! I’m so sorry, mon ami. I should’ve been more careful. Here, let me make sure you’re not injured.”

Cue some no-so-subtle, ticklish poking at the same area, and then the Oscar-worthy gasp at the revelation.

“Mon dieu! I didn’t know you were ticklish. Why didn’t you tell me before?”

There’s no point in running, but if you do, Natalie will happily chase after you.

She knows every nook and cranny of the arenas, so you won’t get far.

She’ll chase you down into a dead end and approach you with wiggling fingers.

“Any last words, (Y/N)? Or are you ready to laugh?”

And you will laugh- Natalie is intense, but she keeps it fun.

She’ll be the happiest woman in the world if she can get you to snort or squeal.

She’ll tease you to the moon and back.

Usually isn’t an evil ler, but she has her moments.

If you ever make the mistake of calling her puns lame, you should start running and not look back.

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cyberstatic-fox · 2 years

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Ask dump! There’s some old ones in here lmao

lmao the funniest part is, sun mostly gets to decorate for the puppet shows because small things are the easiest to make, but most kids aren’t into them half the time bc they want to play or w/e so he doesn’t get to do them as often as he’d like. so having cress and flare around would be a great way for him to get out that creative spirit for once! (plus they’re super stoked by the attention so it’s a positive feedback loop of affection lmao)

sun’s a big fan of bouncy, high-intensity music, but he’s especially fond of electropop and hyperpop! he’s not as fond of slow music, and he doesn’t like anything with crude language or super negative lyrics

moon’s super into anything with strong lyrics because he likes to sing along and make a whole production out of it, so he gets bored easily during heavy instrumental music but has a lot of fun with fast-paced, lyric-heavy things like rap and story albums.

eclipse doesn’t really “get” music, so he doesn’t really have much of a preference! mostly he just gravitates towards whatever his siblings like lmao

alex is a bit of a wild card cuz they also don’t have strong opinions for or against most things, so their playlists tend to be pretty eclectic! emo rock and dark metal are their guilty pleasures, tho.

lmao it used to happen all the time, sun being the primary means that his impulses even in the back tend to leak over into the front really easily and it’s only a relatively recent development (sub-two or three months) that moon’s been able to resist. and even still, if he’s not expecting it or paying attention, sun’s handsiness still tends to come through!

most of the time moon gets embarrassed and pushes sun back into the front so he doesn’t have to deal with the inevitable surprise x]

i just want you to know that this ask has stayed in my ask box for like two months because every time i see it i start laughing

that’s the kind of reaction he likes to go for, honestly! he has a self-persecution complex because of the whole “dangerous child-murdering virus” thing lol

but don’t worry, he’s regrettably (in his opinion) quite fond of the newboots! they’re adorable and don’t hate him for being what he is, so they’re a little bit like tiny therapy dolls for him lmao

honestly as the middle child writing the kind of dynamic you see between algol and nova is the most hilarious fucking thing. i’ve seen so many older-younger sib clashes that it borders on absurd, i s2g. i think it’s mandatory that the youngest and oldest sibling fight like feral cats lmfao

oh absolutely, if eclipse hadn’t been there and sun got injured in any way, the gunman absolutely would have been basically vaporized on the spot. which is why it’s good eclipse was there, because it saved moon from being decommissioned for murder lmfao

i keep these asks around to make me feel better when i start feeling low ;v; yall are incredible and im thankful every day that i managed to attract such a kind audience

this killed me lmfao just the image of mom opening the door, screaming, closing it, opening it again, and then going “ALEXIS LOUISE AFTON WHAT DID YOU DO”

#fnaf sb #cypher's notes #wheezes this is so many things #and there's still more lmfao #im not used to this level of follower interaction holy shit #ask dump #ask

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madaramee · 2 years

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— 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒

(𝐏𝐄𝐍)𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄: red

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒: he

𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂: scorpio

𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 / 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍: single again :(

— 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒

1 . So I dance. A lot. I’m no professional but I’ve danced Bachata for like 3 years now and am staff in a local dance club. I also dance Zouk which I doubt anyone here knows of and it’s hella fun. It started out with my friend hooking me in and riling up two other friends of mine, though stuff happened and now I’m on my own lol. Apparently I was always good at it, just took the right thing to get myself invested in.

2 . Unlike mostly everyone else in this stupid country, I never had a minute to rest during quarantines. I have military training as a combat medic and, when the first outbreak hit, I was immediately enlisted as a medic to deal with corona panic. This repeated every quarantine period we had here. I was unemployed at the time so that was a nice source of income tbh ~

3 . I’m vegan. So I practically live off eating grass and committing photosynthesis. Mmmm, sunlight.

—𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄

So I’ve been roleplaying on forum RPs for the longest time. Since I was 13-14, which makes it... 14 years now. I’ve roleplayed almost exclusively on Animanga RPs since that’s my preference tbh. I’ve had experience with combat RP, romance, adventure and just general plot-driven stuff too. So Tumblr was new to me when it came around at 2014. My first blog was an Uryu Ishida in a closed Bleach RP group, and my first indie subsequently too. Though I switched names and some of you may know me as Cricket. Ultimately my longest-running blog was a Smoker RP blog from One Piece. And now here I am!

— 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄

I almost exclusively play dudes. I’ve had female muses before but I’m mostly uncomfortable writing them. I also almost always played canon characters given the chance. Having no personality means I can easily insert myself in a canon’s mindset - and dare I say, I’m good at it. My preferences in characters however, seems to gravitate towards the kinds most don’t notice immediately. I usually don’t like fan-favorites and somehow end up taking... Well, idiots.

— 𝐒𝐔𝐁-𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄𝐒

Humor. Oh my god, humor threads. Are so criminally underrated. I’m not talking crack or modern-day humor, I’m talking good-old Shinigami Illustration Book stupidity. Give me the opportunity to make you laugh with my muses’ actions and I will get so invested it’s not even funny (pun intended). Screw angsty emo kids, show me your emo kid annoyed at not being able to brood. I’ll take that any day!

Romance. Hello, I’m Red, and I’m a huge sucker for romance and shipping. I thrive off all the disgustingly cutesy stuff between two muses. From establishment to progress to encountering issues and solving them and the smallest things in like, 3 PM Saturday afternoon sitting together at the apartment listening to music on speaker. I mean of course it depends on the muse, but wow do I love my tackyness.

Fluff. I am a stern believer that angst needs a reason to happen. Fluff, or just idle day-to-day, being the norm. Reason is, most of the time I can have muses interact with other muses they never got the chance to (especially true if it’s canon muses). The best thing about it is that fluff can easily develop into angst, and depending on muse and verse, can evolve into fight threads, which I also very much miss. Speaking of which --

Combat. I’m not the best writer when it comes to combat, but I can’t help but appreciate a good fight. The tension of two muses that can actually square off, doing just that; for whatever reason. In popular fandoms, I’m honestly shocked that I barely see this kind of genre played out. We all have superpowered muses, but nobody cares to use it. So why not let loose?

— 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐒 𝐯𝐬. 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒

I love both. Memes are awesome when you’re having brainfarts and can’t figure out proper muse at the time, but plotting can get you to so deep levels of muse exploration you just can’t pass it up. Memes are also inherently flawed in providing a mixed bag, which can be either underwhelming, satisfactory or fucking amazing in potential response. I think overall, I’d take plotting over memes.

— 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃: @softmortem

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆: @rangikuxmatsumoto, @pernicious-charm, @pimpinpantyshot, @divineslcyer, @korosakis, @ryusxnka, @kenpxchi, @hirako5hinji, @hisdaddy, @hisnephew, honestly anybody who wants to try it

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prettyhighforawhiteguyblog · 22 days

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David Attenborough adventures around in his old age playing with a lemur and turns to the camera and be like

Behold this beautiful yet terrifying Cosmos and the plucky bands of happy bountiful plants and critters that play together there.

I think that's what we all really love about him. If you can learn anything from David, learn to see the world that way. It's what he would have wanted.

He's not dead or anything.

Good God! No! He's fucking rich and happy living his best life ever.

He's just never going to read this and go "This!"

It's just you me and the 10 other people in this Tumbler backwater echo chamber Tumbler stashed me into who have even glanced at "Behold this terrifying dessert and the happy bountiful plants and critters that play together there." Let alone read anything more.

Well, my fellow weirdos, we have no gods or kings, and saviors are looking thin, but we got a few prophets. David is one of them.

Watch David's Nova episodes. They're his masterpieces. Marrying his love and unchecked wonder with FUCKING NOVA! It's like David met Goliath and they raised a child together after deciding not to fight after all.

Anyway I'm high and I'm starting to ramble.

See the world more like David doesn't mean "believe in everything he says and does"

I'm sure he's got some questionable views and has abused his place a bit with the ladies or whatever. But have you seen his peers? He's about 95% perfect other than all his cultural baggage that he's been so desperately trying to overcome all these years and was so excited to help his other Whites finally get with the program too! Look how much he's grown and helped us all to grow up even more!

He's more of a saint than a prophet then. Well, watch the Nova Works of Saint David Attenborough to learn how to see the world with more wonder and, I'm just wildly guessing because I know absofuckinglutely nothing of his personality life and his views on anything. And let me tell you. I want to keep it that way. If someone needs justice get them justice. If something heinous in his past comes up I want to know all about it. But I think he's just a decent White British guy with a bit too much money power and privilege even for his saintly good. He seems to have handled it about as well as Saint Fred Rogers. I don't want to learn nothing more about Fred's problematic shit. I'm sure it's nothing any of us wouldn't had done in his shoes. Given all he was. And sometimes a guy just fuckers it all up on a whole fucking lot. So fucking what. We basically know what he's like.

I have to admit to somebody and my therapist will laugh at me to much. But if Mister Rogers ever turned out to be a kiddie diddler or some shit I might kill myself. At the very least I'll have a lengthy existential crisis. I might have a major breakdown.

I gotta let that man be a Saint, but Jesus just shined out of that man so brightly and he loved me so much when I was at a very vulnerable age. His love was like another family member watching over me for an hour every single morning.

Every single morning Mister Rogers loved me and talked to me and played games with me and took me on adventures with him and introduced me to his friends and co-workers and all the cool people we meet along the way. And he helps me see the world around me a bit more for a moment and I always appreciated that. Those were often my favorite parts. Whenever we watched Mister Rogers in church daycare or something, because we'd all just sit down and watch for a whole hour it felt anyway. The only time kids minds world wander was during the educational segments. Those were the commercials and the kids could get up to stretch a bit or just go play and work off some energy while the handlers were paying attention.

I loved the educational segments. I kinda talk like them sometimes at the zoo with the kids. It's creepy.

Which is probably why I gravitate towards a decent guy like David. But this is all just a sideshow.

The main point is Behold this beautiful yet terrifying Cosmos and the plucky bands of happy bountiful plants and critters that play together there!

#ph4wg #ph4wg original #civilization #apostate #christian #heaven #capitalism #David Attenborough #Attenborough

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