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radiance1 · 6 months

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Danny was having a good night, laying down on his side and purring contentedly while his tail swayed lazily. He was living a good life nowadays, freed from his responsibilities as the eternal prince of the Infinite Realms and taking on the mantle of the head of a Familia.

Perhaps, one of these days, he should try and find the wizard who turned him into a cat and thank them for it. What would a wizard even like anyway?

He pondered on that for a moment, perhaps a magical artifact or another could suffice? He stretched. Oh well, it didn't matter right now, he wasn't going to do it so soon anyways.

He opened his mouth, a yawn escaping him as he finished his stretch, tongue peeking out to lick his lips. He changed his position to something more comfortable, sinking into the lavishly soft pillows and reminding himself to get Catwoman something once again for giving him this high-quality cat bed.

Custom made too, multiple times bigger than him, the softest pillows he's ever felt and smelling extremely good. Even when multiple others forced themselves into his bed, even though they had their own as a gift from her as well.

Perhaps another diamond is in order?

His ears perked up as the sound a crash echoed throughout the warehouse, and he lazily peeked an eye open as the sound of paws running towards his direction made themselves known.

His nose twitched, the familiar scent of iron controlling the air as he sighed.

Kevin.

"Graaaaaaaaaaaamps!" A cat of what was once white fur, now stained with blood, skidded to a stop in front of him. Danny sighed once more, other eye opening as he looked at his first, and what others call his second-in-command. "I'm not that old, 150 is still quite young Kevin." He spoke calmly, no real heat in his voice and instead, amusement.

Kevin, predictably, ignored him. "You won't believe what happened tonight." Kevin then turned cheeky, stepping forwards towards his bed, and Danny had half a mind to try and prevent him from staining his bed, before discarding that thought just as quickly. "Guess!"

Danny's stare turned flat, and he had an urge to facepaw. Instead, he sighed, staring at the blood staining the other's fur before resting his head back on his bed. "You died again, didn't you?"

"Yep!" Kevin stepped onto the bed, both face and reply cheerful as the sun. "But that's not it!" Kevin bounced his way over to the elder cat, bloody pawprints marking his path on the previously clean bed.

Danny sniffed, a faint unknown tickling his nose before Kevin flopped on top of him, the blood stains on the smaller cat rubbing off on him, causing Danny to shift position, one that would support the younger better. "Oh, really?" He inquired, reaching out to grasp a glass shard from Kevin's side and placing it onto the bed.

"Yea! I fought spark, the spark!" Kevin purred, tail swishing behind him. "Can you believe it!?"

Danny hummed, picking another shard of glass from his first's skin.

"She was suuuuuper strong! Not stronger than you obviously, but she was really tough, I almost couldn't keep up with her!" Danny used a paw to silently request for Kevin to turn, and he did, with Danny plucking another shard from his skin. "She went all woosh, and boom! And then I went swish, and whish and she could barely touch me!"

"Mhm." Danny shifted, gently lowering the other, younger cat from off of him and instead to his side onto his stomach, reaching over to pick the shards from his back. "Then, then she used her power and then I was going fwoosh! Then I crashed into a nearby window and then we had to scatter because the human inside was mad about it." Kevin chirped, easily moving through his story despite the biggest pieces of glass being currently taken out of his back. "Then I ran all the way here because I wanted to tell you about it!"

"That's nice Kevin," Once he was done, Danny reached forward to lick the other on his head, his tail moving forward-the fur turning from black to glowing white- and flinging the shards of glass up through the air and into the rafters. "However." Danny's speech turned from that of a cat to one of a more humane-like tongue, his eyes narrowing at the form of one of those vigilantes running around the city- this one seems to be the Robin, based on his description of the hero- took the thrown shards of glass as a sign to drop down onto the ground.

"It seems you've managed to have drawn one of the humans into our territory in your excitement." Danny rubbed his chin against Kevin's head, uncaring for the blood soaking into his fur. "I don't blame you, that strain of human is known to be quite sneaky when they want to be."

Robin stood up, cape shrouding his form from ankle to shoulders. He narrowed his eyes at the scene, and Danny, in turn, narrowed his own as the rest of his fur turned glowing white, toxic green eyes staring at the lone human in a den of cats.

A silent threat.

"Care to explain, human known as Robin?"

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dpxdc #dcxdp #dc x dp crossover #ghost prince danny #Had to put that tag in the off chance this ended up as a ghost king Danny post

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 1 year

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The Happy Couple 3

Part 1 Part 2

I wasn’t going to do it. I wasn’t! But here we are. I make no promise and am just following a whim.

Summary: Your father makes a deal to marry you to his top capo. (mob au)

Warnings: dark elements such a mob business and intimidation, spanking, threats. More to be added as they become relevant. You know what I write typically so you know what to expect.

Thank you all for the encouragement and I hope you enjoy.❤️

You choose a red satin halter dress and a pair of pointed Louboutins. The diamond studs gifted to you by your father on your sweet sixteen and a sparkly clutch finish the look, giving you the confidence to face Bucky. He’s always been slightly intimidating, all of your father’s men are scary given their line of work, but his charm adds another layer of fear.

Still, your father is your father. Bucky might have his blessing but he’s not familia yet. As you come down to the foyer, the click of your heels echoing in announcement of your descent, you find him admiring the portrait of you and your father propped up on a silver-trimmed table.

He shifts his feet to face you, his attention lingering on the frame for just a second. His blue eyes flit over and you see the twitch in the corners, the crow’s feet creasing handsomely. You get to the bottom and set your jaw.

“You said something about dinner.”

“Sweetheart,” he says breathlessly, “mmph, fuckin’ christ, look at you.”

“I hope you know I’m getting dessert. I always get dessert,” you lift your nose and strut past him.

“I love dessert,” he follows you, brushing by to open the door ahead of you.

A waft of his cologne tickles your nose and you don’t look at him as you continue outside without pause. You sense his pursuit and move your hand behind you, batting him away with your clutch before he can clap your ass. You shoo him with the glittering bag and click your tongue.

“Ah!” You warn and spin on your heel, “you’re a traditional man, aren’t you?”

“Hm?” A dimple deepens in his cheek as he meets your glare with a placid grin.

“You said you’re a man of tradition. If we’re going to… be married,” you find the words hard to get out as they raise goosebumps along your skin, “then you’re going to have to slow down.”

“Slow down? What do ya mean, doll?” He reaches for you, gripping your hips as he steps close.

“This,” you touch his hand, circling two his thick fingers with all of yours, “save all that for the wedding night.”

He snorts, “you’re not serious? This isn’t 1950–”

“Oh, it isn’t? Right, then whatever my father told you is null and void, right? It’s the twenty-first century, a woman can make her own decisions.”

“Now, don’t you play with me,” he wiggles his hand free of your grasp, “we both know you’re not a virgin. Not flaunting that ass like you do.”

“Excuse me,” you gasp and put your hand to your chest, “are you questioning my virtue?”

“You are ridiculous.”

“I am?” You muse, “well, I hear there are lots of other fish in the sea. Mob wives are a dime a dozen.”

“But you aren’t, sweetheart,” he grabs you by the waist, firmly, pulling you towards him. His heat encases you as you stumble in your steep heels and push your hand and clutch to his chest, “fine, let’s be old fashioned. I’ll settle for a kiss.”

“We haven’t even gone to dinner yet.”

“You know, I don’t usually ask,” his voice turns rigid.

“Alright, fine,” you flutter your lashes as your eyes roll back, “a kiss.”

You pucker your lips and lean in. He does the same and you swivel your neck suddenly so his lips catch your cheek. You giggle and nudge him away, slipping free of him. He catches your wrist and pulls you back so stagger clumsily in your heels.

“That’s not what I asked for, sweetheart.”

“A kiss. You got a kiss.”

“Don’t,” he raises a finger as he grits his teeth, “I got a feeling your daddy didn’t give you enough spankings.”

“And yours didn’t give you enough hugs, huh?”

“Don’t think I won’t bend you over right here.”

“You wouldn’t dare–” You scoff and roll your eyes again.

Suddenly you’re spun around, off-balance in your stilettos. He twists your arm up behind you and grabs your neck with his other hand. You whimper as you stand on your toes, straining as the pressure aches in your shoulder. He pushes on you as you resist, clenching your jaw as you bite down on your anger.

“What the fuck are you–”

“You keep running that mouth,” he shoves so hard you can’t resist. You bend forward so you don’t topple completely. He pinches your neck as he lets go of your arm and trails his hand down your spine. “And I’m gonna keep teaching you lessons.”

He spreads his hand across your ass and you squirm. His fingertips reach the short hem of the dress and he pulls back, a rush of air before his palm lands. The impact stings and radiates down your thighs. You whine and reach back, trying to shield his next slap. He swats you away and gropes you meanly.

“Are you gonna be a good girl?”

“Let me go! How dare you?! My father–”

“Daddy knows the deal he made. He doesn’t need the details but I’ll be more than happy to tell him everything.”

“Get off! Now! You fucking old–”

He raises his hand and spanks you again. You yelp and teeter in your shoes, his nails digging into the sides of your neck.

“Ow, you fucker–”

“Clean up the mouth before I do,” he snarls as he kneads your ass, “old as I am, I’ll still snap you in two, doll.”

“You’re fucked–”

“Baby, this ain’t a negotiation, let’s get that straight because there’s no way you’re winning. So here’s what happens. I’m gonna give you one last tap, as a warning, and you’re gonna stand up, give me a kiss, and we’re going to have a nice dinner. You get your dessert and I get to watch you eat it. How’s that?”

You moan as his grip on your neck sends a pang up your skull and you touch his hand lightly, “alright, you’re hurting me.”

“I told you, I don’t wanna hurt you but I never said I would,” he slaps your ass again, as promised, and lets you go.

His touch glosses down your arm as you stand and rub your neck. He pulls on your elbow until you turn to him and he presents his lips in an expectant pucker. You sigh and square your shoulders. You inch closer and bring your hands up to cradle his square jaw. You close your eyes and lean in until your mouth is on his.

He purrs as his hand settles on your hips and he kisses you back. His tongue flicks across your lips before you draw away, your cheeks hot and tingly. You arch your brow and look away, trying to appear frustrated rather than flustered.

“Can we go,” you sneer, “I’m hungry.”

#bucky barnes #dark bucky barnes #dark!bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #drabble #the happy couple #dark drabble #dark!drabble #au #mob au #mcu #marvel #winter soldier #avengers #captain america #series

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lilpunkrock · 1 year

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Devour

Pairing: Jack Russell x Fem!Reader

AN: @diamond-punk2003 thought we needed a reverse of "Primal," and I wholeheartedly agreed. So, I hope you all enjoy yet another post-Halloween, Halloween-themed drabble!

Read "Primal" here.

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“Jack, these are the same costumes as last year.”

Your puzzled gaze shifts from the Little Red Riding Hood costume lying on the couch to the wide, self-satisfied grin on your boyfriend’s face. Olive eyes dancing with delight, he scoops up the hooded cape and sets to work tying it around your shoulders. “Ay, that’s where you’re wrong, mi amor. Because this year, we are switching. This year, I am the Wolf.”

You cock your eyebrow at him in a challenge. “What, you weren’t pleased with my performance last year?” you inquire with a narrowly-suppressed grin.

Jack smiles widely as he finishes tying his knot and slips the hood over your hair. He leans in to place a quick kiss on the tip of your nose, a gesture that sends your stomach scattering with butterflies. “Of course you did, mi amor. You were perfect. But passing up the chance to show you my Wolf would be a shame.”

Laughter draws your lips into a grin as you watch him walk toward the lightswitch on the living room wall. “Where’s your costume, then?” you ask.

Jack poises one finger on the lightswitch, ready to flick. When he turns to gaze at you from across the living room, the smug curve of his pink lips and the spark of mischief in his eyes are downright devilish. Static skitters down your spine as the breath slips from your lungs. He holds your gaze until the lightswitch gives a soft click. “This is a little different from the story you’ve heard before.”

Darkness.

Immediately, you turn in a circle, disoriented. With the lights off and the curtains closed, you’ve been plunged into pure, unabashed darkness. When Jack’s honey-sweet voice whispers to you from within the inky black, it sounds as if it’s coming from everywhere, all at once. “When I was growing up, mi familia would tell me a tale that had been passed down for generations. It was the story of a young, beautiful woman who went to visit her abuela in the woods. She was as sweet as could be, bringing her abuela wine and cake. However, when the woman lingered too long, she found herself walking home through the woods in complete darkness. It was then that she encountered el hombre lobo.”

When you feel something warm and solid press against your back, you nearly jump out of your skin. Only the familiar rumble of laughter in Jack’s chest keeps your heart from flying out of your throat. “Shit! You scared me.” You turn around, reaching for him blindly in the darkness. When your fingers find the familiar sturdiness of his shoulders and the curved grin of his lips, your heartbeat slows. “So, this wolfman…was he handsome?”

In spite of the darkness, you can picture the amusement dancing in his eyes, the adorable crinkle that surfaces between his dark brows as he whispers, “Oh, yes, mi cariño. Devilishly so. Muy guapo.”

You chuckle, rapping your knuckles against his chest affectionately. “Well, maybe Little Red was lucky, then. How does the rest of the story go?”

Jack’s breath is warm against your face. “How do you think it went?” he murmurs softly.

Your lips part in surprise at his words. Though you give no immediate reply, Jack remains silent. Expectation and anticipation hang heavy in the air. Slowly, a small smile works onto your lips. So, he wanted to play coy? You could give him coy.

Slowly, you trace a feather-light touch up Jack’s arm, across his shoulder, to the nape of his neck. When you curl your fingers in his salt-and-pepper hair and give a gentle tug, a delicious rumble purrs in his throat. Electricity crackles through you at the sound, scattering logical thought from your brain as something primal in your soul responds in kind. “Sir, what thick hair you have,” you murmur, relishing in the feel of the soft strands between your fingers.

That soft hair brushes your cheek as Jack dips his head into the hollow of your throat. When he places a soft, warm kiss to your collarbone, you swear the darkness glimmers with stars. “The better to keep you warm with, mi cariño,” he breathes into your skin.

Narrowly suppressing a shudder, you cup his face in your hands. Though you can’t see his features, your thumbs trace the familiar pads under his eyes, the strong curve of his brow. “But sir, what beautiful eyes you have.”

Jack presses his forehead to yours, placing a gentle kiss to your nose, below your eyes, along your cheekbones, the corners of your lips. You couldn’t suppress the hum of approval that escapes you if you tried. “The better to drink you in with, mi cariño.”

Your heart flutters at the warmth in his tone, a heat that seeps through your skin and settles in your gut. You draw in a deep, slow breath, seeking to calm your hammering heart. Even in the darkness, you feel his lips pull into a grin at the sound of it, each beat a vow, a prayer, a devotion. “What a strong nose you have, sir,” you whisper, tracing the outline of his prominent nose with the tip of your thumb.

The speed with which Jack spins you around is admittedly inhuman. In the space between heartbeats, you find your back pressed flush against his torso, his sturdy arms wrapped around you with a gentleness that makes your heart ache. Jack nestles his nose past the hooded cape you wear, burrowing into the hollow of your throat. The way his chest swells against your back as he draws your scent in deeper, deeper, deeper, feels sinful. The way he holds the air in his lungs like a treasure he never wants to part with feels like worship. Your eyelashes flutter shut as you lean into him, submitting to the storm of sensation raging in you. “The better to savor you with, mi cariño,” he growls against your skin.

A gentle pressure surfaces at the back of your neck as Jack presses his thumbs along either side of your spine. He kneads purposefully with a rhythm that seems agonizingly slow compared to the dizzying rush of thoughts and sensations within you. Displeased with the barrier of the cape between you, you tilt your head back, allowing it to slip from your crown so that his touch can press against your skin, instead.

Jack’s lips smile against the shell of your ear as he places a kiss to the soft flesh there. “Eager, are we?” he murmurs, his tone lilting slightly with amusement.

You give only a quiet hum of resignation in response. Sure, you were always up for a challenge. But maybe, just this once, you could wave your white flag early, accept your defeat with grace and gratitude. If it made you feel like this, it was a victory worth losing. “What big bands you have,” you breathe as he kneads down your neck and along your shoulders, your defiance slipping away with every stroke of his touch.

“The better to hold you with,” Jack murmurs as his hands venture down, down, down. His fingers caress each curve and dip and swell as if it’s for the first time, as if he’s making a map of you by touch alone. His fingers trace constellations over you in the darkness, the soft whisper of sweet endearments in every language he knows a beloved lullaby in your ear.

You’re not sure how you muster the strength to speak, but when you do, the sentence slips over your lips like a prayer. “What a wickedly beautiful mouth you have.”

Jack’s exploratory touch slows. A whine nearly tears from your throat as he draws his mouth from your ear. However, you can’t suppress the primal sound that escapes you when he sweeps your hair aside and presses his lips to that sacred spot on the back of your neck, just below your hairline.

It’s the killing blow, the spot that only he knows. Your soul sings at the glide of his lips against your skin. Warm, adoring, reverent. Your mind short-circuits as he trails kisses from your hairline to the tip of your spine. When his fingertips dig into the flesh of your hips, wanting and insistent, every nerve ending under your skin fires instantaneously. So much love, so much need, so much feeling, and nowhere for it to go.

You’re going to spontaneously combust. You’re sure of it. It’s the only option. The air is so thick with intimacy that you can scarcely breathe.

Some distant part of your mind where your last semblance of coherent thought lies reminds you of last Halloween. Of the scarlet flush of Jack’s cheeks when he’d seen his costume, the honey-sweet song of his laughter as you’d played the part of the Wolf, the overwhelming feeling of adoration and rightness that had filled your soul to the brim as his lips melted against yours. Once, you had thought the only thing in this world that might truly satisfy you would be to open up your soul and swallow him whole. Now, you realize the only destiny that could rival such a fate is to be swallowed whole. To bear every fragment of your being to him and have him love you anyway. To crawl inside his heart and make your home there, to spend the rest of your days basking in the brilliant, all-consuming radiance that was him.

“The better to eat you with,” he whispers against your skin.

For a long moment, all is silent. It takes you several breaths and a desperate attempt to wrangle your thoughts to realize that he’s waiting for you. Waiting to hear what you’ll say next. “I—I don’t know what comes next,” you stammer.

The finger that Jack presses to the underside of your chin is gentle, his touch affectionate. Slowly, he turns you to face him. Though you can’t see his expression in the opaque darkness, when you shift one hand to rest over his heart, you feel the eager thrum of his heartbeat jump into your palm. Ba-bum, ba-bum, ba-bum.

That familiar song doesn’t lie. It tells you exactly what’s coming next.

As Jack lowers his lips to your ear, a grin of anticipation pulls at your own. “This is the part where I devour you.”

. . .

Translations:

"Mi amor" — "My love"

"Mi familia" — "My family"

"Abuela" — "Grandmother"

"El hombre lobo" — "The Wolf Man"

"Mi cariño" — "Sweetheart," "my darling"

"Muy guapo" — "Very handsome"

. . .

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character-estudio · 4 months

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Spotify Character Study Masterpost

Below the cut is the current list of fandom/ character playlists. Many of these playlists are ever-growing because I keep adding more songs, if you have any requests for a playlist or song recommendations for a playlist, the inbox is open!

Movies:

The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds & Snakes

Barbie

Veronica Sawyer (Heathers)

Christine Daae (Phantom of the Opera)

Jennifer Check (Jennifer’s Body)

Ginger Fitzgerald (Ginger Snaps)

Holly Golightly (Breakfast at Tiffany's)

Bonnie & Clyde (1967)

Series:

Hazbin Hotel (NEW!)

Doctor Who

Good Omens

Our Flag Means Death

Reservation Dogs

Fleabag

Stranger Things

What We Do In The Shadows

Character from a series:

Twelfth Doctor

Fourteenth Doctor

Fifteen Doctor

Wednesday

Lucifer Morningstar

Thomas Shelby (Peaky Blinders)

Aubrey Thyme (Good Omens fic) (NEW!)

Aziraphale (Good Omens)

Crowley (Good Omens)

Tanis (Letterkenny)

Willie Jack (Reservation Dogs)

Laura Palmer (Twin Peaks)

BJ Hunnicutt (M*A*S*H)

Hawkeye Pierce (M*A*S*H)

Marvel & DC:

Hobie Brown

Peter Parker

Bucky Barnes

Yelena Belova

Loki

WandaVision

Moon Knight

Werewolf By Night

Harley Quinn

Harley & Ivy

Star Wars:

The Mandalorian

Ahsoka Tano

Obi Wan Kenobi

Anakin Skywalker

Anakin & Padme

Animated Movies:

Howls Moving Castle

Kat Elliot (Wendel & Wild)

Luca

Bruno Madrigal (Encanto)

La Familia Madrigal

Animated Series:

Alastor's Radio (NEW!)

Hazbin Hotel (NEW!)

Marceline (Adventure Time)

Gravity Falls

Pink Diamond (Steven Universe)

Bee and Puppycat

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handeaux · 4 months

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100 Years Ago, Cincinnati’s Christmas Spirit Was Inspired By A Chinless Comic-Strip Star

Over the past century, a deluge of fads and trends has overwhelmed any effort to demonstrate just how popular a comic strip called “The Gumps” really was in 1923. The comic’s creator, Sidney Smith, earned millions from the syndicated comic and its adaptations for film and radio and related merchandise including toys and games, sheet music, playing cards, even branded food items.

Artist Smith engaged his readers through long story arcs that tossed the Gump family and their neighbors into all sorts of troubles from which they emerged through pluck and the occasional intervention of deus ex machina. Smith is credited with being the first comic artist to kill off a recurring character, a bold move that swamped his syndicate’s offices with letters and phone calls.

The Cincinnati Times-Star was rather late to the game in picking up “The Gumps.” The strip had been running five years before the Times-Star added it to the comics page in February 1922. The strip caught on fast in the Queen City and readers took to the Gump family as if they were neighbors.

The Gump family consisted of Andrew “Andy” Gump, pater familias; his wife Minerva, known as Min; and their son Chester Bim Gump – that middle name inserted on the discovery that Andy’s Uncle Bim was quite wealthy. The Gumps had a dog and a cat and a troublesome but humorous maid.

Which brings us to Christmas in 1923. Andy Gump was a business executive, long-winded, opinionated, but basically a decent fellow. He was the president of a company that manufactured hairbrushes – a long-running gag because he was bald. A story line throughout the autumn of 1923 involved Andy taking on a partner named J. Ambrose Hepwing in a scheme to produce a patented combination hairbrush and mirror. As Thanksgiving gave way to December, Andy learned that his partner had absconded with all the money set aside to build a new factory. The Gumps faced a bleak Christmas indeed as the family was evicted from their home. Andy declared bankruptcy, while offering a reward of $10,000 for information leading to the arrest of the swindler, J. Ambrose Hepwing.

Cincinnati rushed to assist the poor Gump family. A reward of $10,000 – even if offered by a fictional person in a comic strip – certainly attracted attention. The Times-Star gleefully reported on tips sent to the newspaper, like this one from 21 December 1923:

“I saw a man answering your old partner Hepwing’s description on Fifth street to-day. He was riding in a large automobile of foreign make and was decked out in a swell suit of clothes, black and white checked overcoat and covered with diamonds. Followed him to a prominent hotel where he registered under an assumed name.”

John L. Richey, manager of the Adjustment Bureau of the Cincinnati Association of Credit Men, stepped up, sending along a pamphlet outlining how his organization could assist companies faced with bankruptcy. As reported in the Times-Star [18 December 1923] Mr. Richey indulged in a bit of self-promotion:

“I am inclosing herewith, a pamphlet which would indicate just what steps Andy could take in rehabilitating his affairs. I thought this might be interesting to you, as credit men generally are attracted by a condition such as we see facing Andy, might like to see him pulled out of the hole by some such medium, and his crooked friend brought to ‘time’ through the same instrumentality.”

A couple days later, the Times-Star reported that Credit Man Richey had received several letters in response to his offer of guidance to the bankrupt cartoon character. One was an official application to the National Association of Credit Men, Cincinnati Branch, apparently filled out on Andy Gump’s part by an anonymous employee of the firm. The other was a letter from the superintendent of the Verona, Kentucky, public schools, applauding Richey’s offer:

“I too have been following Andy Gump in his political and business career, and I am glad to note that such men as you are to consider such cartoons from their real business, psychological and moral angles.”

The Times-Star ran an editorial on Andy Gump’s tribulations on 21 December 1923, and compared his situation with a number of local investors who had been bamboozled by a con man selling shares in a Panamanian oil company that did not exist. According to the editorial:

“The word ‘gump’ is in the dictionary, where it is defined as ‘a stupid person, a simpleton.’ It seems that Andy is just a type.”

Of course, no Christmas drama would be complete without the pencil-scribbled and misspelled note from an innocent child. Seven-year-old Dorothy Hancock of 4710 Hamilton Avenue came through. She sent along a letter accompanied by a hand-drawn check for $3,000 and a sample packet of complexion powder for Mrs. Gump. Her letter, as reprinted in the Times-Star [22 December 1923] read:

“Dear Mr. and mis gump – so sorry you lost all your money just before Christmas but I hope Santa will not forgit Chester. hope you catch Hepwing and maybe you will get bake to making happy hairbrushes for happy heads. Merry Christmas and a happy new year.”

While following the travails of its star comic character, the Times-Star ran advertisements from the Starr Piano Company on Fourth Street, where, for the price of a dollar, customers could purchase a phonograph record on which Andy Gump himself (probably voiced by cartoonist Sidney Smith) offered Christmas greetings.

In the end, it turned out that Andy’s financial woes were manufactured by wealthy Uncle Bim (short for Bimbo) who wanted to test Andy’s financial acuity before entrusting him with any substantial benefactions. Shortly after revealing these machinations, Uncle Bim was called back suddenly to Australia by a mysterious stranger. Andy and the Gumps stumbled on to further misadventures.

Cartoonist Smith died in 1935 on his way home from signing a $150,000-a-year contract to continue the strip. The syndicate recruited Gus Edison to keep “The Gumps” in print through 1959. One of Edison’s assistants was actor Martin Landau. Among the actors performing in the radio version of “The Gumps,” which aired from 1931 to 1937, was Agnes Moorehead, who later went on to star in the television series “Bewitched.”

#cincinnati christmas #the gumps #andy gump #cincinnati times-star

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el-michoacano · 1 year

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Tell me more about Aurelia!

Oh, gladly! I'll start with the most basic bit: The Wiki says Marco and Leonel are twenty-two at the start of BCS, so Aurelia is probably twenty when we meet her. She's their younger sister, though her personality more resembles Lalo. She's playful and chatty like him, but she's bitter and harbors an intense dislike for Hector. Honestly, it borders on hate, though she does her best to keep it to herself. La familia es todo and all. She doesn't want her brothers and her cousins to look down on her the way her tio does.

This dislike is because Hector won't let her get involved in the business even though she thinks she's every bit as capable as her brothers and cousins. I imagine there's a moment near the beginning of the show when she and Hector are having it out and he grabs her by the throat, and no one stops him. No one moves to help her. And that's her breaking point. She's terrified, but she manages to hiss, "I'm not like my brothers, I'm not afraid of you," and then we probably don't see her again until Hector is in the wheelchair.

When she's not annoying her family, Aurelia works in a jewelry store. She loves gold and diamonds and luxury.

She also loves Nacho, even though he has really conflicted feelings for her. She suspects that he's part of the reason Hector ended up wheelchair bound, but Nacho never confirms nor denies it.

She loves her family, too, save Hector. She adores her brothers. She and Tuco have lots of fun together. She practically worships Lalo, he's everything she wants to be.

I think I might do one of the ask memes where people get to ask for headcanons about her, because this was really fun!

#aurelia salamanca #my bcs #asks

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yelek-galleries · 1 year

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¿cual es su canción favorita?

Uff, tengo muchas y de diferentes artistas pero sólo diré 2 de cada uno

Advertencia

Gorillaz, cuarteto de nos,marina y mother mother fan xd

youtube

Gorillaz-DARE

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Gorillaz-cracker island

Hay más de gorillaz pero solo puedo poner 2 xd

youtube

El cuarteto de Nos-insaciable

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El cuarteto de Nos- la bestia

También hay más de ellos pero xd

youtube

Marina and the diamonds- shampaing

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Marina and the diamonds- familia jewels

Igual qué las otras

youtube

Mother mother- wrecking ball

youtube

Mother mother- body

Y yap

Conclusión:

1-Nesesito terapia urgente

2- la terapia no está sirviendo

#yueart #yuyutex #ask the creator

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mariaduda1511 · 2 years

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E parte 6, tenho QUASE certeza que é a última pessoas, e vcs já sabem né, ativem os cps pra procurar pela familia/grupo Lourie, e meu perfil é DudaMaria15

MDSSS VCS JÁ SABEM, PT. 7 QUE JA VOU POSTAR

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thecustomcosplayed · 2 years

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When The Sun Sets

part 2! it’s here! whoo! Sausage tries to check out the Ancient City Gem was talking about. Notes: i was watching game theory while I wrote this, so.. yeah- anyways, another character appears this part :) well kinda linebreaklinebreaklinebreaklinebreaklinebreaklinebreaklinebreaklin Sausage glanced up from the map Gem had given him, looking into the cave entrance. The adventurer had decided it was best to set towards the cave immediately after he left the Princess to sleep. Hopefully, he would find something leading to the reason Gem was acting so strange recently. Now, Sausage wasn’t one to be afraid of caves, not in the slightest. Sure, the mobs were always a problem, but he could take them out with a swipe or two from his sword more times than not. He thought every person needed a place to be free and safe, and while he did feel a little guilty from killing the mobs, he thought it as more freeing their souls than kill them. But no, it wasn’t the average mob that scared him. Heck, he could even handle the Deep Dark and the skulk blocks. What he was afraid of was the Warden. All of the books he had read about the Warden described it as dangerous, and practically impossible to kill, even by some of the most skilled warriors known to date. The psychical description described the Warden as a tall, looming shadow, shaped like a disfigured human, with horns coming from it’s head. It had no eyes, which was why it was always relying on the sensors, and it’s great hearing. Some people had said they could hear whispers whenever they were near the Warden, but that wasn’t too are, at least not in the Empires world. He knew there were several different things that whispered around you, and he could list a few. The soul sand and fire in the Nether, the Evermore’s fog, the End portal, things that like. But it still creeped him out. After all, why- no, how, could the Warden whisper? It was known for it’s ear-ringing shrieks, it’s sonic booms. He found it hard to believe that it was the Warden itself who whispered. Perhaps it was like the soul fire? But, he didn’t have time to question that right now. He had walked to where the Deep Dark started. Apparently, he still had a bit to go before he would in the actual City. The brunette stopped, kneeling and putting on the enchanted boots Gem gave him, putting his own diamond ones away for now, before he quietly snuck onto the squishy skulk material. Sausage was surprised at how well lit up the area was, with a wide area of torches and even some frog lights in the ceiling. It was well lit up enough so no mobs spawned, and he slowly slipped away his own unlit torch. He supposed it made sense that the area would be well lit, but he wasn’t expecting it to be. The adventurer quickly made his way to where the City was, keeping quiet as he stared at it for a few seconds. The Ancient Cities normally spawned rather big, but Gem had grown it out, making it downright huge. It could give fWhip’s Empire a run for his money with how big it was.

The ruins had been made a bit nicer, and easier to maneuver. But, there was still a double chest in front, with a sign labeled in Gem’s handwriting:

“Welcome to Dusk! Please, take a map so you don’t get lost, and some wool so it’s easier for you to move around!”

The brunette opened the chest, taking a map and two stacks of wool. He took this chance to check his inventory and who was on the server right now. His inventory didn’t have much in it, just the bare minimum.

As for who was online, other then himself and Gem (who’s user had some gray z’s beside it), only Shelby was on.

He paused, staring at the witch’s user. Maybe she would know what the wisps were? To be fair, it did sound like it was a magic thing.

You whispered to ShubbleYT: Hey, do you know what a wisp is? He typed on the communicator, glad it didn’t make any noise when he sent the ‘whispered’ message, as he waited for the blonde-banged girl to respond. ShubbleYT whispered to you: no? i mean it sounds familiar but not off the top of my head? ShubbleYT whispered to you: y? and why are we whispering? You whispered to ShubbleYT: In order to your questions, Gem is transforming an Ancient City under Dawn and said some wisps were protecting her, and I’m currently in said Ancient City.

ShubbleYT whispered to you: ohhh.. that’s not very good if i’m right abt what i think the wisps are. ShubbleYT whispered to you: get out of the city, i’ll meet you at dawn. You whispered to ShubbleYT: What? Why? ShubbleYT whispered to you: just trust me please. you plan on killing the warden, right? The adventurer shivered lightly at that. He hadn’t been planning to, not at all, no, he planned to run if he spawned it accidentally. He was just here to find whatever the wisps were and head out to check on Gem. You whispered to ShubbleYT: Not really, I just wanted to know what the wisps were. ShubbleYT whispered to you: well, i guess we’re both doing something we thought we’d never do. ShubbleYT whispered to you: just meet me up at dawn, i’ll be there with potions and bows. You whispered to ShubbleYT: Please don’t tell me you plan on trying to kill the Warden. ShubbleYT whispered to you: no better way to make sure gem’s safe, right? Sausage cursed under his breath, sending one more message with just a simple ‘Fine’ as his response. It had been totally unfair that Shelby had pulled that card, but whatever. He started his way to the surface, only glancing back at the City twice. End part 2. end notes: whoops. i acidentally posted it without finishing. oh well its fixed now :) but whooo you unlocked great witch to your team lol. I really wanted to add Shubble in, and what better way then making her help Sausage kill the Warden? also Shubble’s messaging is an accurate way i type usually but with a lot of typos, so, you know. also, for those ppl who noticed I described Shelby with blonde bangs instead of like blonde haired or brunette, my ver. season 2 Shubble has diff hair. she had dark brown pigtails, then just brown, and then blonde bangs so yeah :D

#When The Sun Sets #mythical sausage #geminitay #shubbleyt #shubble #shelby grace #gem #esmp #esmp2 #esmp season 2 #empires smp season 2 #empires season 2 #empires s2

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groriatrevi10xx · 1 year

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Se vienen las fiestas navideñas!!! :D

Lo cual me dio intriga las brujas celebran la navidad?

Anónimo: Christmas holidays are coming!!! :D

Which intrigued me, Do witches celebrate Christmas?

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G: ¡Se puede decir que sí!... Pero llaman a estos días, Noches Frías.../It can be said that yes!... But they call these days, Cold Nights...

Las "Noches Frías", es cuando nieva extrañamente en el Mundo Oscuro... En estos días las Brujas suelen tomar descansos y disfrutar de la vida, decoran sus casas y calles, comida caliente adorna las mesas o restaurantes, ponen un Árbol que lo llaman "Oscura Luz", lo decoran y adornan con estrellas o esferas de cristal, con diamantes u otra gema, con cadenas de oro... Muchas cosas, los trajes abrigados están listos... Comienzan las "Noches Frías", es un tiempo de paz, descanso y tiempo para uno mismo, también para la familia.../The "Cold Nights", is when it snows strangely in the Mundo Oscuro... These days the Witches usually take breaks and enjoy life, they decorate their houses and streets, hot food adorns the tables or restaurants, they put a Tree that they call it "Dark Light", they decorate it and adorn it with stars or crystal spheres, with diamonds or another gem, with gold chains... Many things, the warm outfits are ready... The "Cold Nights" begin, it is a time of peace, rest and time for oneself, also family...

Es una Celebración, una Festividad en sí misma, en "Noches Frías" se canta y se cuenta chistes, se vive y se celebra... Se come y se ríe.../It is a Celebration, a holiday in itself, on "Cold Nights" you sing and tell jokes, you live and celebrate... You eat and laugh...

Pero esta Celebración, tan esperada por muchos, no sería real... ¡Si esta hermosa Mujer no la hubiera creado!.../But this Celebration, so awaited by many, would not be real... If this beautiful Woman had not created it!...

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...Natalia Noelia, The Witch of the Snowflakes...

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...Natalia Noelia Reyes...

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....Dead...

{Versión fantasmal/Ghostly version}

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{M: Creó las "Noches Frías"... Gracias a ella se hizo esta celebración, Natalia Noelia Reyes, viene de la misma Familia Reyes... Siglos atrás ella vivió, era una mujer alegre que amaba los Chistes malos, cuando Llegó a Nevar al Mundo Oscuro... Solía dar regalos con bufandas o suéteres, luego se convirtió en un hábito cada vez que llegaba esta vez... Los regalos se convirtieron en diferentes cosas, joyas, juguetes, ropa, utensilios y muchos más cosas... Todo lo que querían, aunque Natalia Noelia no suele regalar nada a las Brujas o Brujos que se portan mal, a los que se portan mal les regala un chiste malo y un trozo de madera.../She created the "Cold Nights"... Thanks to her this celebration was made, Natalia Noelia Reyes, comes from the same Reyes Family... Centuries ago she lived, she used to be a happy woman who loved bad Jokes, when she came to Snowing to the Mundo Oscuro... She used to give gifts with scarves or sweaters, then it became a habit every time this time came... The gifts turned into different things, jewelry, toys, clothes, utensils and many more things.. Everything they wanted, although Natalia Noelia did not usually give anything to the Witches or Warlocks who behaved badly, to the badly behaved she gives a bad joke and a piece of wood...

Cuando murió Natalia Noelia, pusieron nombre a estos tiempos que a Natalia Noelia le encantaba regalar cosas, estos días se llamaban "Noches Frías"... Que sería una celebración para recordar a Natalia Noelia, una Fiesta del Descanso y la Paz... Como a la mujer le gustaba.../When Natalia Noelia died, they named these times that Natalia Noelia loved to give things away, these days were called "Cold Nights"... What would be a celebration to remember Natalia Noelia, a Festival of Rest and Peace... How the Woman liked...

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Ahora, exacto... aunque Natalia Noelia Reyes murió... Extrañamente cada vez que llegaban estos tiempos... Bajo los extraños Árboles de "Oscura Luz" había regalos, hace mucho tiempo el Mundo Oscuro estaba lleno de estos árboles y era normal de ver uno en cada casa... Los regalos siempre aparecían a la misma hora, siempre algo que querían debajo de estos árboles... Poco a poco la Celebración fue tomando forma, este Árbol no podía faltar... Tantos habitantes Decidieron cultivarlos y al final cuando llegaron estos tiempos, los cortaban y los ponían en la casa, los decoraban, además de dejar ahora dulces como ofrenda... Porque se decía que los mismos regalos los dejaban los mismos espíritu de Natalia Noelia... Bueno, solo dejó a los buenos y los malos, les dejo un chistes malos escritos en un papel y un trozo de madera debajo del árbol.../Now, exactly... although Natalia Noelia Reyes died... Strangely every time these times arrived... Under the strange Trees of "Dark Light" there were gifts, long ago the Mundo Oscuro was full of these trees and it was normal to see one in each house... The gifts always appeared at the same times, always something they wanted under these trees... Little by little the Celebration took shape, this Tree could not be missing... So many inhabitants They decided to cultivate them and in the end when these times came, they cut them and put them in the House, decorated them, in addition to now leaving sweets as an offering... Because it was said that the same gifts were left by the same spirit of Natalia Noelia. .. Well, he only left the well-behaved and the badly behaved, bad jokes written on paper and a piece of wood under the tree...}

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{Árbol "Oscura Luz"/Tree "Dark Light"}

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{M: Cuando llegan los regalos, este día se llama "Noches Heladas"... Las Últimas Noches de la Celebración de las "Noches Frías".../When gifts arrive, this day is called "Frozen Nights"... The Last Nights of the "Cold Nights" Celebration...}

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witheredlilacs · 10 months

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Canon divergent Q!tilín roleplay blog run by @q-fooriana - part of the yaoiverse

- she's 6 years old

- he/she/they + bomb/explode/tik/tok/mine/cree/per/boom

- she's the oldest of the youngests.

Tags!

#Bowtied - in character posts

#all dolled up! - finished rp thread

#bomb toss - in character reblogs

#tsss kaboom! - asks

#braiding together - interactions with in universe characters

#ooc - out of character

#yaoiverse - regular universe tag

#Yuriverse - non canon tag

#straightverse - angsty lore tag

Yaoiverse tags!

mis hermanos!

@yaaay-propellerhat - #diamond point (trumpet)

@bobby-el-mas-chingon - #batwing (bobby)

@bulletflips - #semi-butterfly (juanaflippa)

@goo-amalgamation - #van wijk knot (gegg)

@music-among-the-amapolas - #merovingian knot (tallulah)

@footballpigeon - #four in hand (richarlyson)

@autismbeamsyou - #Windsor knot (dapper)

@cha-cha-cha-chayanne - #fishbone knot (chayanne)

@carmalized-apples - #onassis knot (pomme)

@inventorswag - #eldredge knot (ramón)

@minibuilder777 - #trinity knot (leo)

mi familia humana!

@duckduckquackity - #pa quacks (quackity)

@psicologoier - #dadoier (roier)

@sparrowsunrise - #deadbeat 1 (Robin)

@the-bird-behind-the-slaughter - #mamá pájaro (jaiden)

@elfagflippo - #no borax no glue (Slimecicle)

@elwifeguy - #ángel de Dios (mariana)

@tilinsfather - #deadbeat 2 -> dadluzu (luzu)

Adults!!!

@constructor777 - #dragon ball tio (vegetta)

@crows-father - #birdsong (Phil)

@cringefailskeledad - #calavera de azúcar (Missa)

@builderfreak - #tiburón enorme (foolish)

@daddestboyhalo - #inventaron la muerte (bad)

@maximum-father - #maxtape (maximus)

@tazeredmike - #science tío (Mike)

@spawnradio - #tío calvo (fit)

@catboyarg - #cool nice guy (cellbit)

@in-the-arms-of-death - #a brush of cempasúchils

Federation..?

@theyaoidevil - #friend or foe? (devil rubius)

@thecensusbureau - #freddy fazucho (cucurucho)

@jeremymeremyleremy #pato mojado (duckling)

@jesusyaoi - #fake j's (angel rubius)

The unknown.

@theducklady - #who? (Baghera)

@packedtazer - #where? (Pac)

#ease of access #bowtied #all dolled up!#tsss kaboom #braiding together #bomb toss

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heavenboy09 · 1 year

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Happy Birthday 🎂 🥳 🎉 🎈 🎁 🎊 To 1 Of The Most Youngest Prominent Latina / Cuban Born American Singer & Songwriter Of Today's Age

Hailling All The Way From The Good Ole Place We All Know & Love.

Havana, Cuba 🇨🇺

Born In Cuba 🇨🇺 She rose to prominence as a member of the girl group Fifth Harmony, which became one of the best-selling girl groups of all time. While in Fifth Harmony, She began to establish herself as a solo artist with the release of the collaborations "I Know What You Did Last Summer" with Shawn Mendes and "Bad Things" with Machine Gun Kelly, the latter reaching number four on the US Billboard Hot 100. She left the group in late 2016.

In 2021, She made her acting debut, starring as the title character from the film Cinderella. She released her third studio album Familia in April 2022, with the lead single "Don't Go Yet" released in July 2021. The second single from Familia, "Bam Bam", reached the top five of the Billboard Global 200 Chart, Her highest entry and peaked inside the top ten in several countries, it also peaked at 21 on the Billboard Hot 100. Familia peaked at number 10 on the Billboard 200, number 9 in the UK and number 6 in Canada.

She has amassed billions of streams on music platforms, and "Havana" became the best-selling digital single of 2018, according to the International Federation of the Phonographic Industry (IFPI). Her many awards include two Latin Grammy Awards, five American Music Awards, and one Billboard Music Award. In 2021, "Havana" was certified Diamond by the RIAA, making Her the first Hispanic woman to receive this certification.

Please Wish This Outstanding Young Latina Music Artist & Upcoming Actress In The Making A Very Happy Birthday 🎂 🥳 🎉 🎈 🎁 🎊

Ms. Camilla Cabello 🇨🇺🧡

#Camilla Cabello #Spotify

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sbrluvr · 1 year

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MASTERLIST !!

PART 3 -> STARDUST CRUSADERS

in the works…

PART 4 -> DIAMOND IS UNBREAKABLE

in the works…

PART 5 -> GOLDEN WIND

motherly affections -> PLATONIC! narancia, giorno, trish x reader

|- summary: how could someone so kind and sweet join passione? thats all they could ask to themselves. you, a new addition to their team was almost as hard as a rock on the outside however on the inside was a kind and nurturing person. you treated them exactly as your familia even though you’d just met.

PART 6 -> STONE OCEAN

in the works…

PART 7 -> STEEL BALL RUN

Johnny hcs!

#jjba #jjba masterlist #jjba part one #jjba part two #jjba part three #jjba part four #jjba part five #jjba part six #jjba part seven #jjba x reader #jjba headcanons #jjba x y/n

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riveramorylunar · 2 years

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The Blood Moon

Chapter 5 of Diamond Ridge University

Pairings: Ruby x Reader x Mackenzie x Regina

Warnings ⚠️: Dark forest, dead animals, Blood, red moon, creepy noises & glowing eyes

Pet Names/Nicknames: Sweetheart, Red, Mack & Gina

Word Count: 2,092

I woke up in my dorm room making me confused. I sat up and realized it was morning. I decided to take a shower and go see if Nemuri and the other two were alright.

I got dressed after my shower and braided my hair before leaving my dorm room. I left the dorm building and started making my way off campus and towards the small block. I arrived at Nemuri's sorority house and knocked on the door. I waited for a couple minutes but there was no answer and I was about to knock when someone stopped me. "She's not home" I heard Regina's voice. I turned around to see her standing at the bottom of the steps. "Where'd she go" I said and she frowned. "She didn't tell you" she asked and I shook my head in confusion. "Oh well she Natasha and Icy went out of town for the rest of the week" she said and I just stayed silent as I looked at her. "Oh" I said as I played with the sleeves of my shirt. "Well I should get back to the dorms then" I said and walked past Regina when I felt her grab my wrist. "Why don't you come join me and a couple others were going camping tonight" she said and I turned around to look at her. "Are you sure" I said and she smiled before nodding her head. "Alright" I said and she let go of my wrist. "I'll come pick you up at around 6 then alright sweetheart" she said and I smiled before nodding my head.

I went back to the dorm building and went back up to the dorm room. My phone started ringing so I took it out and saw a message from Stella to go in discord and to the group chat. I walked over to my desk and sat down before opening my laptop and turning it on. I logged in before going to discord and opening up the server to see them all on a call.

"Y/N" Stella shouted and I smiled before waving. "Hey you four" I said and they all said hey back. "Y/N are you alright why do you look down" Izuku said and I just looked at the screen. "I'm alright there's nothing to wor-" I was cut off when Stella and Peter gave me a stern look. "Alright fine I'll tell you but please promise me you guys won't get made" I said and they all promised. "So yesterday I went out to the beach with Nemuri, Natasha and Icy and we all had a ton of fun until night when they started acting weird after an elderly lady asked if we were all dating" I said and I heard Stella shriek as the other three just looked shocked. "Y/N/N you are absolutely clueless and a dummy they like you" Stella shouted through the screen and my eyes widened in shock. "They can't we haven't even known each other for that long" I said and she huffed before folding her arms. "Y/N I think Stella's right I think they do like you if they didn't why would they have a picnic with food that's meant to be for romantic picnics" Peter said and I looked down. "Also why would Natasha give you her hoodie if she didn't like you and let you keep it" Alice chimed in. "I thought she was just being nice" I muttered and heard the four of them laugh.

We continued to talk until there was a knock on my dorm door. "Hold on a sec you guys" I said and they all nodded. "Come in" I shouted and watched as the door opened. I saw Regina walk in smiling. "What are you doing here" I said and she showed me it was already 6. "Oh" I said before looking back at the group call. "I have to go you guys I'm going camping" I said and they all said with who. "She's going camping with me and two others" Regina said stepping into view. "No fucking way" Izuku said and I laughed before saying bye to them and ending the call.

Me and Regina made it down to the main floor of the dorm building before walking out. I saw a car waiting by the dorm building and the windows rolled down.

I looked through the passenger side window and saw a woman that looked awfully familiar. She was leaning back against the car seat with her left arm hanging over the steering wheel while resting the other one on the thing that separates the front seats. "Come on Y/N" Regina said and the woman looked over and I realized it was Mack I think. She smiled showing off her pearly white teeth making me blush.

Regina opened the back seat for me and I got in as I saw another woman. "H-hi" I said and she smiled. "Why hello there I'm Ruby" she said holding her hand out. "Y/N I said grabbing hold of her hand and shaking it. I watched as she brought my hand up to her lips and kissed the top of it. I blushed before pulling my hand away and scooted over to the other side of the car. "Are you guys ready" I heard Mack say and I buckled up before looking out the window. I was lulled to sleep when Ruby started humming to a song that was playing on the radio.

"Hey sleepy head we're here" I heard someone say and I stretched before rubbing my eyes open. I looked out the car to see we were surrounded by trees. I looked over to see Mack holding her hands out. I grabbed them and she pulled me out like I weighed nothing. "How'd you guys set up already" I said as I saw the huge tent set up besides a table that had lights hanging about it and four chairs surrounding the fireplace. "It was already set up before we got here" Ruby said and I just nodded my head.

We had gathered around the fireplace and I already felt the warmth of it hit me. "That feels nice" I breathed out and heard Mackenzie laugh.

"I hope you guys are hungry I might have made too much food" I heard Ruby say after an hour. I looked over at the table and my mouth started to water. I got up and walked over to the table. "This all looks absolutely delicious" I shouted and heard the three of them laugh.

As we were eating I stole a fry from Mackenzie's plate when she wasn't looking before shoving it in my mouth. "HEY" I heard Mackenzie shout and I looked up to see her glaring at me and I just smiled. "Get your own fries" she said. "Aw Macky be nice it was just one fry" I heard Ruby tease Mackenzie and I giggled. "Oh you think that's funny huh" I heard her say and she snatched a piece of sausage from my plate and my eyes widened in shock. "MACK" I shouted and she just smirked as the other two watched in amusement. I reached to steal another fry but she just raised her eyebrow. "I don't think you want to do that sweetheart unless you want another piece of sausage to be taken from your plate" she said and I pulled my arm back before huffing.

After we finished eating we headed back to the campfire. "Do you guys bring stuff to make s'mores" I said and all three of them nodded. "Of course we did it would be a camping trip if there weren't any s'mores would it" Regina said teasingly and I shook my head no. Regina stood up before walking towards the car and I looked back over at the fire pit. She came back a couple minutes later with a huge tray of s'more ingredients making my eyes widen in shock.

It was a couple hours later and I was sitting in the chair reading a book when I heard Regina's voice. "Y/N look at the moon" I heard Regina say. I looked up from where I was sitting in one of the chairs and saw the moon was blood red. "Why is the moon that color" I said looking at the three them. I saw both Mackenzie and Ruby zoned out. "It's called the blood moon" Regina said snapping my attention to her.

"Oh well it's really pretty" I said and she nodded before smiling. "I think me and Ruby are gonna go get some more wood for the fire" I heard Mackenzie say. "There's wood by the tent though" I said and I just watched as Mack and Ruby got up before walking into the woods. "Gina are they okay" I said looking over at Regina who looked over at me. "Don't know let's just head in for the night" she said before standing up and holding her hand out. I took it and she pulled me up before walking towards the tent. "You can take the bed me and the other two will sleep on the floor" Regina said and I shook my head no. "It's big enough for all of us I don't mind sharing" I said as I was facing away since she was changing. "Are you sure" I heard Regina say and I turned around to see her already looking at me so I nodded my head.

I was looking up at the roof of the tent thinking about where Mackenzie and Ruby went. I looked over to see Regina fast asleep when I heard a loud howl making me jump. I slowly got out of bed before walking out of the tent to see the blood moon was glowing a bit. I heard a howl again and I looked over to see glowing yellow eyes and my eyes widened in shock at what I saw.

"M-Mack" I stuttered out and she snapped her head towards me. The wolf that was beside her snapped its head towards me as well and I gulped. I screamed as the wolf started running towards me. I was pulled back and I looked up to see Regina standing in front of me holding a gun in her hand. "Get out of here damn wolf" she hissed out and the wolf looked at me before darting off along with Mack well I think it was her. "Y/N are you okay did it hurt you" I heard Regina say and I looked up to see her looking down at me with a worried expression. "No it just frightened me that's all" I said and I felt her arms wrap around me in a tight hug. "Come on let's get you back in the tent" she said and I followed her back into the tent.

I woke up the next morning with my head rested on a rock hard stomach. I sat up and looked up to see I was sleeping on Mack. I looked at her features and didn't see any wolf ears or anything. "You're staring and I hope you know you still have your hand on my stomach" I heard her say and my eyes widened in shock as I removed my hand while I looked away blushing. We're the other two" I said and I heard a voice from behind me. "I'm here" I looked over to see Ruby standing in front of the tent holding a coffee mug. Her hair looked messy as hell and I giggled at that. "Your hair looks like a bird's nest Red" I said and she just rolled her eyes before smiling. "Come on come have breakfast before we leave and head back to the campus" she said and I got out of bed but winced. I looked down to see the bottom half of my leg wrapped up in a white cloth. "What's this for" I said and I heard Mack sit up. "When me and Ruby got back with the wood for the fire pit we saw you laying on the ground with a wound mark on your leg so we patched it up" Mackenzie said and I frowned. "I don't remember any of that" I said and Ruby walked over wrapping her arm around my waist. "Well you were pretty out of it probably because of all the blood loss" Ruby said as she helped me out of the tent.

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