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quctetheblade · 2 months

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🔪🔪 BANG ‼️ BANG ‼️ 🤪

Jamie ‘Jay’ White has been raising pure hell since October 9, 1992. The New Zealand native started his wrestling career in 2013 as a way for him to simply “not get arrested or die”. It was the healthiest outlet he could find that didn’t bore him half to death. He started out as a Young Lion in NJPW and while it seemed very opposite of his usual disposition, Jamie obeyed just to prove a point. That he has sense and he is capable of following orders. Jamie compares being a young lion to like being in the army. Upon graduating, he had developed a sense of character and making waves in various promotions before finally deciding that new japan was where he wanted to build his empire. His first transition was to become a member of CHAOS.. not a good fit so Jamie joined and eventually led Bullet Club to the promise lands. If you ask him, Bullet Club never took off until he became the leader..

From 2018 until 2023, he led the Bullet Club to various feuds, championships, and through a pandemic. It was a weird time in professional wrestling but Jay felt it was his responsibility to stand by his men like a war general. Being apart of NJPW also had him briefly join impact wrestling as well while also sporadically making AEW appearances. After a few readings of will he/wont he, Jay put pen to paper and signed a contract with All Elite Wrestling. Hes currently the leader of the Bang Bang Scissor Gang and (as of this writing) is 1/3 of the ROH World 6 Man Championships.

so now that I’m done sounding like his wikipedia page, here’s your gold star 🌟 for reading all that and give me a too sweet in the comments of the post. 🤘🏻

jamie comes across as very cocky and very arrogant but if you’re nice to him, he’s nice to you. he has a 5 year old son with his ex-wife (divorced as of Jan2023 and a NPC). his son’s name is blade (of course it is) and co-parents with his ex fully… as much as a party hard/coke addict can. blade is typically seen backstage with his mom (who also works for aew) or his dad on an iPad in catering. This is a very mature portrayal. I’m playing Jamie as a very flawed, much darker on the inside, human being. If he isn’t scheduled to perform, he’s 9.5/10 high off his fucking ass due to his addiction.

**THIS DOES NOT REFLECT THE ACTUAL JAY WHITE. THIS IS JUST MY VERSION OF HIM.

#tw drug mention #everybody wants to rule the world 🔪 ( @jaywhite )

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littlesugarwords · 9 months

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𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚘, 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞

𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 / 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴

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rurecka-odbior · 1 year

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I'm back on drugs like a boomerang. I catch a moment of balance, I enjoy it and it will come my way, a mini failure and I fuck everything and I hit the stuff ... again just to feel nothing, not to think, to have emptiness. It just gets worse each time you stop. I've had enough of failures and loneliness. Take care of me..

#warsaw #lifestyle #love and other drugs #my world #warszawa #photography #dark side #life is strange #my live #sin city #nightlife #nighttime #drug blog #war on drugs #drugs addict #no rules #sex and drugs

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ai-dont-care · 2 years

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okay so i know it's a drug hallucination playing on mcgraths fears inside a plot twist zelda drug hallucination and not actually skip bc it's a halloween episode of a comedy podcast but " I can't, it's agaisnt company regulations" has been playing in my head nonstop

#mission rejected #mission rejected podcast #im being straight baited by this spy propaganda podcast #okay ignoring the zelda framing bc thats end of episode joke plot twist #okay mcgraths two fears are 1) becoming a narc and 2) being emotionally vulnerable (in general but also potentially romantic) around skip #and she does become a narc ! not fully but this is a spy propaganda podcast she does join the agency #and she does throughout the series become closer and more vulnerable with skip #okay but mcgraths fear hallucination skip doesnt flat out say or to fear monster mcgrath but 'i cant'#mcgrath knows skip is such a stickler for the rules #but also is letting it slide for bowden and gloria #but would never let it slide for himself #and then the fear monster eats hallucination skip!#she scared that being emotionally vulnerable w skip will/does hurt him #and skips sacrifices himself so much throughout the series for mcgrath (and also ya know the entire world but mostly for mcgrath )#most notebly before this episode risking his job by not thinking she's the mole #skips fear drug hallucination is less analyzable to me most of it is haha basic zombies but #the main fear is that he is the least important/ skilled member of his team #which.... he is #but he has his optimism and organizational skills and blorboness #and gets character development and keeps sacrificing himself for the world/his friends/ mostly mcgrath #bowdens is just 'what if my life is just a role' which eh #and gloria doesnt get one bc time + she's the most under developed of the main 4 characters #anyway ive been marathoning nightvale and i dont want to burn myself out on it bc i still have over 100 episodes to go #so i thought id relisten to some mission rejected inbetween episodes #and then i just started marathoning mission rejected again instead oops #theres an official mission rejected discord but im too awkward to talk in discords so imma just yell into the void of tumblr #if you see this please like it i want to know people read my blorbo rant

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polarfarina · 2 years

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Just watched rock and rule on YouTube. They did a great job stitching together different recordings of the movie, at first I thought the blurry effects were on purpose because they almost seemed to fit the story and the aesthetic. I wonder if there's a fully clear version out there though, with the same aspect ratio throughout, I think seeing it in fully clarity would be awesome

#ghostly posts #rock and rule #it's a movie that's about a rock star trying to summon Satan in the future #after world war three where all the humans died and then mice and other animals evolved into the new humans (this is canon)#(pretty sure I think they just did that to make it narratively make sense as to why they all have that 80s/90s animal nose thing going on)#there's drugs and kidnappings and overall the narrative and dialogue could be better but they were going for a vibe and I respect it #definitely a sort of gritty movie in a way. with lasers #as the movie came out in 1983 and I was born in 1998 #and my parents definitely weren't really into this kind of movie that much #i just never saw it til now ...#even though I know I've posted about it on this very blog all the way back to 2017 or even earlier #i just. never saw it... back then it was NOT on YouTube I hadn't heard it was uploaded #i just found a compilation of the evil guy and went 'wait where did people grab this footage from'#and realized. wait it's probably on YouTube #and bam! uploaded three years ago #it could disappear at any time though...#anyway

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softshuji · 2 years

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Listening to one of my favourite songs and having intense Rindou thoughts rn

#I'm full of problems #love sick #no way to go #I was fine to die #im a loser in this game #the only one rule of this world #save me take my hand #please use me like a drug #i know i love you #say you love me. say you love me to the end of the world #all or nothing i want all if you #I know i love you #say you love me say you love me to the end of the world #all or nothing i give all of you i know i love you #chills this is the Rindou song #this song encapsulates every feeling i have for him #hal talks #i love him so much i'm gonna throw up #my actual fucking baby I'll fight anything for him

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jellogram · 7 months

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Rock bands used to just write about whatever the fuck. Not to be all "old music was better!" but when's the last time the world's highest selling band released a song about killing people with hammers. The Who made an entire rock opera about a deaf, mute, and blind guy who is so good at pinball that he inspires a cultlike group of devotees who think he's the next christ. It was released at the peak of their popularity and was made into a movie featuring people like Elton John and Tina Turner.

I think classic rock gets a reputation for being all about girls and cars and drugs but for about 15-20 years there were absolutely no rules on acceptable song subject matter. Pink Floyd has a song about a gnome going on an adventure. Alice Cooper has a whole album about breaking out of the Ableist Insane Asylum because he misses his dog. These weren't weird little indie groups, these were all highly successful charting bands getting radio airplay and selling out stadiums.

We need to bring this culture back. No more love songs. Sing about wizards.

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gravityofsouls · 3 months

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Everyone loves the edgy alternative queer look until they have to face the fact it's not just a look and I'm a radicalist in basically all forms, then they have a problem.

#oh so sexy until u realize I'm a pro sw sex positive pro immigration anarcosocialist transradicalist queer punk #wym u'd do sw and have sw friends #wym u aren't against all drugs and have dealer friends #wym ur pro polygamy #wym u'd destroy all power structures and think all companies are evil and exploitative and would spit in the mouth of those giving u work #in exploitative conditions like it's a gift and not a necessity from both parts #wym u think society as we know it should be blown up entirely #wym u think abled and disabled people should be able to afford not working and still deserve living #wym u think the healthcare system is disgustingly inadequate biased and umbalanced and should be also demolished and rebuilt #and so on and so forth #very unsexy views of the world where everyone should be able to do what they want forever #if there is structure and common responsibility we don't need strict rules #and common responsibility is built through respect and community not oppression and division #fun fact most people want to be good and do good and build and create they just need to be given the right personal and practical tools #suddenly once they realize I'm not their sexy manic pixie dream fag I'm a slutty delusional trash addict and bad person or whatever

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fulgursmediaanalysisdrama · 8 months

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Nihilism is a positive, life affirming philosophy. Something my christian mother couldn't, or didn't want to, understand

And Schoppenhauer is interesting but only worth anything when you conclude he is wrong

Berserk as a Nietzschean Tragedy — Art, Morality, Affirmation by Jonas Čeika

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#when I was 16 in the face of my friends still being close to christian morality and therefore by extension fascist thought (something I was #incapable of naming back then and only fully getting out of in my 20s after falling out with all of them)#I invented the term of ''positive Nihilism'' on my own. this in turn was a thought that spread throughout our very depressed and more #hopeless shunned by other students friend group and synergized well with the hedonistic freedom we gained by getting old enough to buy #alcohol and other drugs. but didn't lead to all of us moving away from moralistic and judgy world views. for most it only changed #what the rules and who worthy targets of morality and judginess were #and influenced by this bad philosophy taught in school and right wing influencers having the biggest presence online I also #didn't manage to free myself from christian moralistic and fascist world views. even if I developed an #understanding of how racism and science were related at the time and thought myself to be a true liberal (I wasn't) ( andthat's kinda true #for essentially all liberals. because they denie collective action for the greater good. and thereby denie that collective action for the #bad can already exist. implicitly without any great plot to be necessary #and I used the terms bad and good here. but not to describe any conviction of anyone. to describe a result of action/inaction taken #back then I struggled heavily with self worth because there wasn't any system in which I could get ranked that affirmed #my worth or my virtues. my talents. because it can't. and if there was it would need to denie someone else's value #that's inevitable. being good at something is great but has no implications on other people #alone for the fact that they might have different standards. different goals #the complexity of humanity and the inability of us to weigh one another against each other. to compare ourselves amongst one another #is what truly reveals the worth of each and every one of us. we're alive and nothing can be worth more. so we should strive to keep everyon #around as long as they want to be around. and we should always denie anyone who wants to denie others ability and right to live #and I'm not some Kantian Idiot believing that the laws of nature mandate you aren't allowed to kill yourself or something #I'm just here to say even if I hate you I'd rather you're alive so that I can decide not to talk to you than for you to be dead.#someone else will love you and cherish every moment with you and I'll love that you're spending that time together.#I kinda lost the thread and my brain is producing thoughts I wanna write down but can't make sense off or put into words.#I don't know what the thoughts are myself. I forgot at least one of them after formulating it correctly because there were so many #kissing you (only if you want to/allow it)#Youtube

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afeelgoodblog · 4 months

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The Best News of Last Year - 2023 Edition

Welcome to our special edition newsletter recapping the best news from the past year. I've picked one highlight from each month to give you a snapshot of 2023. No frills, just straightforward news that mattered. Let's relive the good stuff that made our year shine.

January - London: Girl with incurable cancer recovers after pioneering treatment

A girl’s incurable cancer has been cleared from her body after what scientists have described as the most sophisticated cell engineering to date.

2. February - Utah legislature unanimously passes ban on LGBTQ conversion therapy

The Utah State Legislature has unanimously approved a bill that enshrines into law a ban on LGBTQ conversion therapy.

3. March - First vaccine for honeybees could save billions

The United States Department of Agriculture (USDA) has approved the world’s first-ever vaccine intended to address the global decline of honeybees. It will help protect honeybees from American foulbrood, a contagious bacterial disease which can destroy entire colonies.

4. April - Fungi discovered that can eat plastic in just 140 days

Australian scientists have successfully used backyard mould to break down one of the world's most stubborn plastics — a discovery they hope could ease the burden of the global recycling crisis within years. 

5. May - Ocean Cleanup removes 200,000th kilogram of plastic from the Pacific Ocean

The Dutch offshore restoration project, Ocean Cleanup, says it has reached a milestone. The organization's plastic catching efforts have now fished more than 200,000 kilograms of plastic out of the Pacific Ocean, Ocean Cleanup said on Twitter.

6. June - U.S. judge blocks Florida ban on care for trans minors in narrow ruling, says ‘gender identity is real’

A federal judge temporarily blocked portions of a new Florida law that bans transgender minors from receiving puberty blockers, ruling Tuesday that the state has no rational basis for denying patients treatment.

7. July - World’s largest Phosphate deposit discovered in Norway

A massive underground deposit of high-grade phosphate rock in Norway, pitched as the world’s largest, is big enough to satisfy world demand for fertilisers, solar panels and electric car batteries over the next 50 years, according to the company exploiting the resource.

8. August - Successful room temperature ambient-pressure magnetic levitation of LK-99

If the claim by Sukbae Lee and Ji-Hoon Kim of South Korea’s Quantum Energy Research Centre holds up, the material could usher in all sorts of technological marvels, such as levitating vehicles and perfectly efficient electrical grids.

9. September - World’s 1st drug to regrow teeth enters clinical trials

The ability to regrow your own teeth could be just around the corner. A team of scientists, led by a Japanese pharmaceutical startup, are getting set to start human trials on a new drug that has successfully grown new teeth in animal test subjects.

10. October - Nobel Prize goes to scientists behind mRNA Covid vaccines

The Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine has been awarded to a pair of scientists who developed the technology that led to the mRNA Covid vaccines. Professors Katalin Kariko and Drew Weissman will share the prize.

11. November - No cases of cancer caused by HPV in Norwegian 25-year olds, the first cohort to be mass vaccinated for HPV.

Last year there were zero cases of cervical cancer in the group that was vaccinated in 2009 against the HPV virus, which can cause the cancer in women.

12. December - President Biden announces he’s pardoning all convictions of federal marijuana possession

President Joe Biden announced Friday he's issuing a federal pardon to every American who has used marijuana in the past, including those who were never arrested or prosecuted.

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And there you have it – a year's worth of uplifting news! I hope these positive stories brought a bit of joy to your inbox. As I wrap up this special edition, I want to thank all my supporters!

Buy me a coffee ❤️

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

#best news of last week

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bunny--manders · 16 days

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Thinking about how each protagonist in the Fallout TV show believes themselves to be the last true American because each of them is a different kind of American myth. Is being an American all about getting to be the lone gunslinger who exists in a world without rules or limitations? Is it about being controlled by a corporation in a hyper-consumptive society that only gives you the illusion of free choice? Is it about being in control of such overwhelmingly dominant military technology that you believe your power grants you the responsibility of being the world's moral authority? Let's do some drugs about it.

#fallout

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luminnara · 1 month

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Gladiator | Feyd Rautha x Reader

REQUEST: Feyd-Rautha fights in the arena, hoping to win your favor and maybe even your hand.

Warnings: violence

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

Feyd-Rautha didn’t know why your face was the only one he seemed able to pick out of the crowd. Out of all the eligible daughters the Houses had thrown at him, you were the one he couldn’t get out of his head. Deep down, he knew he should consider himself lucky for the privilege to have a say in his marriage, but most of the heiresses he had encountered did little to interest him and he had grown more than bored of the whole ordeal.

Until he was presented with you.

He had known little of your family, and he hadn’t cared to learn more. You had been from far away, and your culture was probably far different from his own. Perhaps it was arrogance that had fueled his initial disinterest, his ego rearing its ugly head. He had seen you and assumed you were boring and prudish, based on your style of clothing, and had initially been beyond irritated when you were offered up before him. He had cursed his uncle the Baron, and nearly killed the nearest servant. He had wanted nothing more than to be as far away from you as possible, exhausted and annoyed after a week of meeting princess after princess, all of whom he had rejected.

Why, then, had he become intrigued by you? Had it been the way you looked at him with such boredom, as if he had nothing to offer you? Had it been the information that he was simply one in a long list of suitors you were slogging through, much in the way he had been for what felt like an age? Or had it been the sudden revelation that you had more in common with him than he had thought possible, and the sudden knowledge that if he wished to catch your eye, tradition dictated he must show you a spectacular fight and defeat every other man whose goal was your hand in marriage?

“It is the way of her people,” Rabban had shrugged, oblivious to the way Feyd’s world was slowly being turned on its head. “I have heard that they were fighting long before House Harkonnen built our first arena.”

Now, Feyd-Rautha was stalking back and forth through the sand, thinking of all the ways he could slaughter his competition. He was one of ten, ten suitors, none of whom were drugged or weak from starvation the way his quarry on Giedi Prime always was. As he glared at the opponents around him, he knew that you were watching from the stands, in a luxurious box with your parents and ladies in waiting, and when a glance in your direction confirmed his suspicions, he was overcome with the desire to kill for you.

He had never felt that before. He was plenty familiar with the urge to maim, to slice and tear, to take lives—but he had never wanted to do it for another person. His darlings, in a sense, garnered that from him when he killed servants to feed them…but this was different. That was a life taken as a gift and a means to spoil them. This was a fight to the death, a way to prove himself to you…and for some strange reason, he wanted—no, needed—to succeed.

“Today we gather in the ancestral arena of our great House to honor a tradition which we have kept alive for one thousand generations!” A voice boomed. “Today, the Great Houses send their sons to fight for the hand of my daughter, and should they be so lucky, one will win her favor!”

Feyd-Rautha glanced at his nearest competitor, a round-faced man who was far too old to be marrying you. He knew the man thought he was safe; they had all received a speech on the importance of not actually killing each other, but Feyd had had no interest in listening nor adhering to the rules. If he was to truly win your hand, he knew he must make a grisly spectacle of himself. He had gone so far as to fight shirtless, so as to show you his smooth, unscarred skin, and display his enemies’ blood upon his flesh.

“Now, warriors…do battle!”

You watched from above as the fight commenced.

“I like the looks of that Halleck boy,” your mother commented as she peered through her positively ancient opera glasses.

Your eyes found the one she spoke of and you sighed. “He favors his right leg. He will not last.”

Your father plopped down in the throne next to you, a hearty laugh booking from his chest. “That’s my girl. Ever the strategist, with the sharpest eye in the known universe. Tell us, then, who do you predict will win? We can make a bet on it.”

“I hardly think gambling is appropriate on today of all days.” Your mother shot him a glare.

He only laughed louder.

“I like the Harkonnen.” You said, watching as Feyd-Rautha drove a blade into another man’s shoulder.

Your mother made a tutting noise. “He is…”

“Bloodthirsty,” your father offered.

“Yes,” you said, somewhat transfixed. “He is.”

Your eyes followed Feyd-Rautha’s every move, glued to his form as he lithely parried and dodged his opponents’ attacks. He was a surprisingly welcome sight after the many suitors you’d turned your nose up at, and while he had initially bored you just as the rest had, there was something in his demeanor that had piqued your interest.

Upon meeting, you had both been irritated and more than ready to stay unmarried forever. You had heard that Feyd-Rautha had also been meeting potential suitors, and if the rumor mill was correct, he had nearly killed more than one of them. When you had first laid eyes upon the pale, hairless Harkonnen heir, you had immediately decided that you might give this one a chance; many of the others you had met had seemed ill suited, abhorred by the concept of fighting for your hand in an archaic ritual. Feyd-Rautha, however, had changed when he had heard, shifting from disinterested to focused, his dark eyes gleaming with excitement at the prospect of a duel.

Now, he was stalking through the sand below you, wielding wickedly sharp hunting knives as he attacked a competitor from behind. He wasn’t above fighting dirty, you noted, his blackened teeth bared as he head butted another man. Only six remained including him, the other four having given up or lying unconscious at the feet of their opponents.

“He’s going to kill someone!” Your father exclaimed, his voice gleeful.

“And what a diplomatic nightmare that will be,” your mother mumbled.

You weren’t sure if Feyd-Rautha had truly taken any lives so far that afternoon, but as he drove a knife into the gut of another fighter, you surmised that your mother may be spending the rest of her day smoothing things over with and paying off the families of some of these men.

You watched, smiling to yourself as they all fell, one by one, into groaning, bloodied heaps in the sand, until only one remained on his feet. Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen was the victor, as you had hoped he’d be, and as the crowd erupted into a roar of cheers, you stood.

Your parents watched you carefully.

“Are you certain?” Your mother asked.

“Do you have any objections?” You countered.

“…none whatsoever.”

You turned to your father. “And you, Father?”

He shrugged, leaning his chin on his hand. “I quite like the boy. He will make for an interesting match.”

“Then it is settled,” you sucked in a breath, steeling yourself before turning and walking to the stairs.

In the arena, Feyd-Rautha was drinking in the sounds of an entertained crowd. He could put on a show anywhere, it seemed, and if he had been at all concerned by leaving Giedi Prime to fight on your planet, they were long forgotten. His blood was still boiling, chest heaving as attendants began collecting his fallen foes, of whom more than a few sported serious, possibly life threatening injuries. And after he had struck each one down, he had glanced up to find you there, watching him.

The crowd hushed suddenly, and Feyd-Rautha saw that it was because you were approaching him, stepping over your battered suitors without so much as a glance down at them. Your eyes remained focused on him, never leaving, boring into his form as he straightened up and faced you.

“Feyd-Rautha,” you greeted him.

“Princess.”

“You fought well.”

“Thank you.”

You smirked at him. “You hope to gain my favor, do you not?”

“I had hoped for your token, yes,” he admitted, watching you with those dark, intelligent eyes.

“A token, or my hand?” You asked.

“I will take whatever you see fit to bless me with, princess.”

With a sly smile, you closed the gap between you, pressing a hand to his chest. He felt warmth there, and when you pulled away, the roar of the crowd returned and he looked down to see a crimson handprint on his skin.

“Congratulations, Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen,” you said, your voice cutting below the cheering of your people in the stands above. “We are now engaged.”

With that simple statement, you turned on your heel and left.

It was foolish to turn one’s back to a Harkonnen, especially Feyd-Rautha, but you both knew he would never do anything to you. Not now. Not when his eyes refused to leave your retreating form. Not when his heart thudded in his chest excitedly. Not when he knew he suddenly had a wife, one for whom he would kill anything and anyone.

#feyd rautha x reader #feyd rautha

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dcxdpdabbles · 4 months

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Congratulations! It's Triplets. Part 3

@unadulteratedsoulsweets said: In Congratulations! It's triplets! As much the entire thing is so wholesome I wanna see some bit of angst. Imagine dis the entire family is out in public.Includes the Batfam, Jazz and the triplets for a huge family bonding activity. Some random person( a karen) commented on how Jazz is a teen mother, an irresponsible person, a whore... Etc (you know the usual comments of being a mother too young) and the Batfam reaches the conclusion that the Pit Rage transfers onto the kids as two of the triplets have already green glowing eyes with rage filling it by the second and ready to tackle/punch the person who made the comment but the last of the triplets have their other "siblings" by their collar but despite holding the two back they too have their eyes switching from blue to eery toxic green and was one second to join them to murder whomever bad mouthed Jazz

It's not that Jason didn't think that the Pit would only have repercussions in his life. He just always assumed it would only be his life.

He never considered the possibility that it would affect his offspring in any way. (Besides having a father that was completely mad in Pit Rage)

Maybe it was a pipe dream to think that or maybe it was just having hope that his messed up second life had already been hard enough so the universe was going to give him a break on this one.

The three small children currently growling at a reporter, eyes flashing in and out of green, told him that wasn't the case.

It had started off as a fun little day out. Jazz and the kids mainly kept to themselves in Wayne Manor. Bruce had housed them in the west Annex, a place usually only used when guests of high importance would stay in the Manor's history.

It came complete with its own kitchen, bathroom, sitting room, seven bedrooms, and three bathrooms. It even had its own entrance that usually stayed out of sight of the main gate- a compelling feature for Jazz, who didn't want her kids in the limelight until everything legal was settled.

The distance between the two buildings was one acre, giving the family of four the privacy they needed and keeping them close for Jason to get to know.

As far as Jason knew, Jazz had not revealed the father of her children to anyone.

As far as the world knew, Jazz had recently moved to temporary housing until her insurance could help her rebuild her house or, if she was at a total loss, find new housing.

Thankfully, no one thought it strange as they weren't the only ones displaced. Poison Ivy's latest Save the Earth stunt targeted overpopulated neighborhoods guilty of destroying the land to build upon (in her own words).

She returned the favor and broke down the buildings to give back to the Green. Never mind the people inside the buildings or the livelihoods she destroyed in progress.

Ivy had gone through five streets before the Bats stopped her and returned her to Arkham Asylum.

It's been a week since the incident. Jason hasn't seen much of his kids, not for the lack of trying, but it was hard to fit their schedules. The three were in school most of the day, and when they got out, Jason usually had to run to prepare his "nightly" job.

He couldn't just slack off- doing so would mean those scum bags that didn't directly work for Red Hood would think that they could get away with breaking his rules.

He had slowly been dividing his responsibilities among his men- drug dealing, weapon dealing, illegal car races, prostitution, and protecting kids and street workers- so that he could have one night off without worrying.

That didn't mean he didn't see his kids at all. Jason usually had two hours a day with them, where he tried his best to connect to his kids, but the triplets seemed weary of him.

He could tell they didn't feel comfortable with him invading their space, so he tried to stay outside the annex. As someone who worked a lot with street kids, he knew never to break the sense of safety their hiding holes were to them.

Instead, he decided to meet his children in the open space between the Annex and the Manor.

The four-five with Jazz casually reading on the Annex floating balcony. Jason pretended not to notice she was doing so to keep an eye on her kids- would sit down at the garden table to have an after-school snack, enjoying the multiple rose bushes nearly as tall as him that Alfred cared for.

It was always one of Jason's favorite Wayne gardens because it often made him think of magical castles with giant mazes and lovely scattered flowers.

He noticed that his eldest- Dan- might have felt the same, given how the boy would sometimes spread his arms and run through the rose bushes pathways. He even picks up sticks and plays knights against invisible enemies.

(Jason pretended he was a knight in these gardens when Bruce first took him in.)

Danny, his second, seems more interested in lying underneath the rose bushes and reading about the stars. If Gotham had clearer skies, he think his boy would be a cat napping in the sunlight and sitting around at night to glance at the starlights.

His daughter seemed even more adventurous than her brothers. She often would test Jazz's patience because she wandered away from the Annex garden to explore the others. Jason had seen her climb statues and trees to get a better viewpoint, marking whatever she saw on a little map.

He got a look at her map and felt his heart swell at the childish little drawings- Damian's painting corner in the east Garden was now "Artist Alley", the south garden had a dragon fountain so Dani had decided it was "Dragon Keep" and she had found the north floating balcony where Bruce liked to go practice his not so secret love of singing.

Dani had marked her map as "Siren's Side" with a cute little drawing of Bruce singing.

The more he learned about his three kids, the more Jason loved them.

Jazz wasn't kidding when she said she didn't mind him in their lives- she was just worried that he would try to take them, and with his money and connections, she wouldn't be able to stop him. Her worry bled into the three children, and with intelligent eyes that belied their five years of age, they would watch him with guarded caution.

The moment they would finish their snack, the three would make excuses to run off and do their own thing. Jazz would continue reading, but Jason wouldn't be a Bat if he didn't see the way she relaxed whenever the kids left the table.

It was rough....to want to be accepted by them but also understanding why a random man wanting a family connection would be difficult to establish.

That's why Jazz's suggestion that they all visit the zoo had been such a shock. She gave Jason a strained smile, but her eyes were soft. For a moment, Jason felt his heart skip a beat. "It would be nice for the kids to see the zoo with their...dad."

The five had headed to the zoo- with Bruce and the rest following behind in disguises because they are all nosy assholes. He had gotten so used to the clicking of Tim's camera- as his brother was over-excited to capture his nephews' and niece's first zoo outing- that he hadn't realized a second camera was following them.

They had just finished watching the penguins swim when Danny tugged on the leg of his pants. "Mr. Dad, sir. Can I tell you something?"

Jason's heart jumped. Is Danny starting to like him? Sure, he put Mr and Sir, but he called him Dad! Grining widely he kneed down to get to his level.

"What up, bud?"

Danny leaned in to whisper in his ear. "There is a man taking pictures of me in the bushes."

Usually, Jason would have told him something like, "Tim is weird, but he's harmless." However, he knew for a fact Tim was on the roof of the Penguin exhibit and that meant some random man was taking pictures of his kid.

Green bleeds into his vision slowly, and Danny jerks back, surprised by the sight. "Go with your mother-"

"Pervert in the bushes!" Dan's voice cuts Jason off. They both turn to the little five-year-old throwing stones into the surrounding bushes and a man stumbling out of them with a shout. "Pervert in the bushes"

Danny facepalms, which is not the reaction his son should have. How in the world did Dan even know the word pervert?

"Dan! What on earth are you doing!?" Jazz screams alarmed. She raced back, a tray with four ice cream cones in her hands, and Dani, not far behind, also carrying her own cone. The girls had gone to get some frozen treats for everyone not too long ago.

The man turns to her with a very familiar predatory glint in his eye. Shit, Jason knows who he is. He is a paparazzi and one of his kids called him dad in front of the stranger.

The man takes Jazz's picture, momentarily blinding her with the flash, before firing questions and taking more pictures of her reaction to each one, "Miss, are you the baby momma of Bruce Wayne? Or one of his many kids? How did it feel to be a mother so young? Were your intentions to get pregnant to have access to the Wayne Will? How much money did the Wyanes pay you for a night?"

What?

Jazz's eyes go wide, her face drained of blood, and she looks frozen in fear. "I don't-why would- I'm not!"

"Not a whore or not a gold digger?"

"Neither!" Her voice wabbles like she's about to break into tears.

Jason sees green. He is about to beat the disgusting pig to the ground but his children are faster. Dani races forward, little arm pulled back and throws her whole body into a jab at the paparazzi's manhood.

The man drops his camera in a wheeze. Dan smashes it with another stone, hitting the lens five times just to make sure it is broken and starts to advance at the man.

Dani is currently yelling at the top of her lungs, swearing, and punching the man with her belt buckle wrapped around her knuckles. It's satisfying to watch- his kids beating down a full-grown man with no training, just vicious righteousness to protect their mother.

That is, until Danny- the apparently more level-headed triplet pulls them both off by the back collar of their shirts. Jason sees it for the first time.

The kids eyes are glowing green.

Horror creeps into every part of his mind, and he doesn't even realize the creep is screaming about suing them or Tim and Bruce's fantastic entry to get a handle on the situation.

He is distantly aware of Steph and Cass, helping a silently crying Jazz walk away, and that Dick, Damian, Duke, and Harper form a protective circle around the kids, but it's Cullen that realizes Jason is frozen.

"Jason? Are you alright?"

No, he is not alright.

Pit's madness ruined his life. It left blanks in his memory. Left him lashing out and killing quickly. It makes him attack Tim and others. It made the child Jason used to be, feel sick and revolted.

It made it hard to look in the mirror and not be disgusted. It was everything that was wrong with him since the Joker took all his innocence away with his blasted crowbar.

Pit Madness is a curse that he has to live with sometimes where he claws at his own skin in a pathetic attempt to get away from it. But he could never escape its taunting whispers, its controlling green, or its presence sitting somewhere behind his eyes that turned him into a monster.

A curse he gave to his children.

He truly is Wills Tod's son, isn't he?

#dcxdpdabbles #dc x dp crossover #Warning: bits of self-hate #Paparazzi are scum #Jason trying to connect to the kids #The kids: You shall not succeed #Jazz thinks Jason is sweet #In a strange turn of events it's Danny the voice of reason among the triplets #Congratulations! It's Triplets #part 3 #angst???

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