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cocopineo · 4 years

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So...

My dumb self made a Callyieverse Summer Camp AU

So the next gan characters are camp counselors and everything this is the first batch of characters I did and I'll add more later or others can chime in and add their own characters. I just thought it would be funny with the heros and villians working all together in a camp. (I literally wrote down every creator so I wouldn't forget cause I feel like not crediting/mentioning them at anytime is wrong)

Kingsley/Renee: Renee and Kingsley aren't a bad duo together it's just sometimes with the kids it's chaos. The lids prefer Renee a lot more and poor Kingsley gets bullied by these kids. Rénee and him are both head consulers so they mandate what can and can't be done. However Rénee handles more of it and she makes sure everything is in tip top shape. Kingsley also sneaks in some tech just in case for emergencies cause you never know when a kid will start a fire.

Chloe/Opal: Lucky these two are cit's cause they really bicker and argue A LOT. Chloe sucks with the kids and so does Opal from time to time they can work real well getting those kids to behave. But that is rare and the misplace kids 24/7. Sometimes you can find these two sleeping somewhere it's a big problem on who is the one leading the group of campers. They also attempt to sneak out a lot only to get caught by one of the older counslers and they're put on lunch duty for a week.

Dai Tai/Basteta: Really good with the kids and the kids actually like them a lot. Basteta has a real hard time trying not to cuss in front of them, but let's just say parents are gonna be shocked when their kid's come back with colorful vocabulary. Dai Tai loves doing activities with the kids and showing her skills they honestly love her goddess powers. Plus really want to touch her silky hair ONCE and only ONCE, also Basteta really be giving the best and worst campfire songs she almost had the kids sing Get Low.

Seraphina/Xiang: Seraphina loves interacting with the kids and likes to get them involved in every activity. Xiang is more chill with them and tries his best cause sometimes he's slightly awkward with them. Even though these two work well with Seraphina's powers it can get chaotic so Xiang has a couple of survival, first aid kits and every single kids file with him at all times. Seraphina is also one of the head runners of Crafts and sometimes Xiang will help her with them. Surprisingly he's real good with crafts even when he didn't put that much work into it.

Drake/Alisha: Drake is bad with kids and he doesn't care for them either. It's hard when the kids are all messy and just straight up destructive. Alisha has to calm him down so they can get everything together, she's okay with kids the kids are netural with her. Sometimes when Drake is having real trouble with them Alisha doesn't care at times or she probably taking a cat nap.

Ambrosine/Cayenne: Ambrosine is the most popular girl counselor out of them all, with those amazing fight stories she be telling kids love her and wanna be her. Kids don't even come near Cayenne they're honestly scared and she's 100% fine they are. She doesn't even try to cover up her cussing no matter how many warnings she gets it'll stay cuss city. The two are real decent as well working together yet Ambrosine does lecture Cayenne every once in awhile.

Damien/Juniji: Due to Damien's whole thing with trying to seem gloomy and having confusing stuff,kids bully him a lot. Junji is adored by the kids and honestly the hype man for them all that optimistic attitude can really cheer a kid up. He's the most popular out of all the counselor too. The kids actually laugh at his terrible jokes and he's the therapist for counselors and kids when they having a rough time. Damiem also spends most of his darn time hiding out in his cabin cause he's always so scared and Junji or someone else has to drag him out.

Vivian/Serena: Vivian is real awkward with the kids and tends to mess up a lot with them. Serena is the one to tend to those messes and make sure everything is good, she teaches some kids some kid friendly potions. Really calm and collected in the face of danger and kids don't mind her at all. Vivian also has the same level of no filter like Cayenne when it comes to cussing. She's also viewed as a living breathing meme to the kids.

Adam/Victor: Adam tries and teaches the kids all about plant life and tending to them. (He dies inside sometime when they try and start a fire hurting the plants) He loves to host the daily hiking trips amd likes to give mini lessons as they walk. Victor is barely seen he's usually sleeping somewhere or doing god knows what somewhere. Most kids don't know him so they're neutral about him.

Micah/Vera: It's odd they were pared up to work together but they honestly work real well together. Vera is the hype beast when it comes to Micah especially with the sports activities. They're the favorite duo out of the campers and have the best time with them. Micah is also liked real well cause he be teaching the kids everything he know with games but not too much.

Astro/Olevia: Astro is real strick with the kids and honestly follows every rule in the book. It can get out of hands at times and kids don't care for him that much, but Olevia tends to soften him up a bit. These two are probably the most to not have anything too chaotic happen to them they're decent counsler. He does warm up to the kids slightly and starts to enjoy the little things but he'll never admit it. Olevia also doubles as a therapist for the counslers and kids just cause of her calm soothing nature. Astro also likes to help Basteta with the campfire song but sometimes he really just shuts her up cause she's trying to getthe kids to sing My Neck, My Back.

Kingsley, Xiang, Damien, Micah, Vera, Victor, Ambrosine, Chloe, Opal, Alisha, Drake, Serena, Rénee and Cayenne belong to @princesscallyie

Junji belongs to @japanda-draws

Olevia belongs to lordgrape

Adam belongs to @purfectprincessgirl

Astro belongs to @kururu418

Basteta belongs to @onelastfic

Dai Tai belongs to @laylaylamode

Vivian belongs to ppgzmlpfimlover

Seraphina belongs to me

#callyieverse #stupid rambling #i'm crying #callyieverse camp au #camp young league au #I just imagine this being chaos 100% the time #sometimes fires just randomly start

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broken-hearted-barnes · 5 years

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The Perfect Revenge

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Still fairly new at writing fics, I hope you all enjoy it!

What happens when Sam takes pranking his adopted sister too far?

Warnings: mild language

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With all the fighting that was happening, people began to fear the Avengers. In an attempt to ease their worries and show them that they could relate to the people of the city, Tony decided to open a daycare inside the tower.

The daycare offered free childcare for employee’s families. It was fully decked out with all the latest toys and learning equipment available, along with a few products that hadn't hit the shelves of stores yet. It had been open for five years with you running it all. Overall it was a dream come true. It had done what Tony had hoped for and eased people’s minds of fear. Even the day to day for the most part seemed to go smoothly.

Until one day Julie, your colleague, called in sick; leaving you to handle the children alone. This hadn't been the first time you had to cover for her but today would prove to be the most unexpected. You had the children sitting at the table for snack time and stepped out of the room to prepare the food. When you returned the children and all the children were missing.

You called and searched for them, thinking they were hiding since it was impossible to leave without scanning a card to open the door,but there was no luck. Panic set in; how did they escape? Where did they go? What if someone took them? Your mind raced. Your phone rang; pulling your phone from your pocket you looked at it. Tony Stark's name flashed across the screen; swiping you answered as you continued your frantic search. "H-hello, Mr. Stark... We h-have a problem..." You tried to sound calm but the fear in your voice was clear.

"Yes, Y/N it seems we do. Care to tell me why there are children running wild all over the tower?" He questioned; obviously annoyed.

"I... I don't know, Sir. They were at the snack table and I stepped out of the room for just a minute go getthe snacks, since Julie is sick today. When I returned, the children were gone and the doors are still sealed tight! I am so sorry Mr. Stark, I will gather them immediately." You rushed to say.

"Just get them out of my lab, Now! Before someone gets hurt!" He snapped before ending the call.

You quickly scanned your keycard and pushed out the door, sprinting towards the elevator. Jamming your finger to the button, you waited, a tightness working its way through your chest.

Were you going to lose your job because of this? Surely there were bound to be consequences.

Impatiently you tapped your foot whilst you waited, when the doors opened Steve and Bucky stepped out laughing until they noticed the distressed look on your face.

"What's wrong Y/N?" Steve asked, placing a hand on your shoulder.

Wide eyed and teary you told them what had happened. "I am going to lose my job! I don't know how this even happened, it's never happened before! I... How..." By the time you were done you were out of breath and unable to form anymore coherent sentences.

Pulling you against them, both men hugged you, trying to calm you down. "Breathe Doll, we got you. Steve and I will help round up the kids and we'll get to the bottom of how this happened. Tony won't fire you. You're the heart of the daycare." Bucky told her, Steve nodded in agreement.

It didn't take too long to gather the children up with the three of you working together. The rest of the day went on without a hitch and at the end of the day you went to Tony's lab as instructed.

Steve and Bucky were already waiting inside for you, hoping to bring you some comfort of not being alone.

"Cap and I went over the security footage to find out what happened.You won't be losing your job, but this is something I think you should see. FRIDAY play the security footage of the daycare from this morning" Tony said. As requested the video appeared on screen, showing that Sam Wilson had been the one to cause the chaos.

"I am going to kill him! I can't believe he would do this to me! I mean he used to play pranks on me growing up but he hasn't in so long. I thought he grew up! I am going to kill him!!" You ranted, pacing the floor before making your way to the exit. "FRIDAY where is Sam?" You questioned.

"Mr. Wilson is in the gym, Miss” friday answered.

"Great.. I am going to kick his ass!" You growled; making your way to the elevator. However, before you could reach it a pair of arms wrapped around you, pulling you against a well toned chest, low chuckling and warm breath against the back of your ear. "As much as we all would love to see that sweetheart, I have a better idea." Steve whispered, still holding you close.

The next day you sat cuddled up in between Steve and Bucky watching Tony approach Sam on the flat screen. "You've got a mission Wilson." He said, motioning for Sam to follow.

Tony led Sam to the daycare. "Seeing as your little stunt caused so much trouble for Y/N yesterday, I've decided to give her the next fewdays off. You will be filling in for her, and I have disabled your keycard till then end of your shift." Tony spoke; a smirk playing on his lips.

"You're joking right? This isn't funny!" Sam retorted.

"Neither was your prank, frankly I'd like to see her kick your ass around the gym but the double mint twins thought this was a better punishment." Tony replied walking off.

You watched as Sam struggled to get the kids to listen. Paint, food and toys flew across the room. You laughed as he tripped over things. All the while Bucky and Steve spent the day pampering and spoiling you. It was, in fact, the perfect revenge.

#marvel #sam wilson #fanfic #bucky barnes #tony stark #steve rogers #giving this writing thing a shot #Pranks #revenge #avengers

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aishiarmoore · 3 years

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We Bykeee

Mannn

These boys think I REALLY give a fuck. While I do tend to show a lot of interest, IRDGAF .I stopped giving a fuck a long time ago when people started playing me. It’s like you're not going to hurt my feelings and apparently they like it when you’re mean. I rather set my intentions early on and if you’re not digging it. fucking leave.

It’s like these boys ghost me, leave, don’t message me etc. THEN all of a sudden when they’re bored or feeling like some interesting conversation, wanna come and text me. Like don’t. I rather you stay where TF you are. It’s just so annoying because I am a better person than these boys think I am and it’s disappointing and embarrassing to know and to think this is what they think of me. I am not the chick you hit up when things are going south with your shitty relationship. No way-- I also don’t want a situation ship AND I don’t wanna fuck y'all. LMFAOOO. WTF. Genuinely don’t. Like it’s only going to be “fun” for you. It’s annoying and a waste of time FOR me, but of course, not y'all. Plus its a lot of talk and not a DAMN THING to back it up. I rather you waste someone else's time, please.

Also someone keeps trying to hit me up but has a girlfriend. Like boy.. so what did I do? I went on his page and liked the photo w. him and his gal. Don’t fucking come to me. you’re in a relationship. WORRY ABOUT THAT and not the other bitch. It’s annoying asf. Like I’m not DOING THAT! Another guy who I knew when I was in like elementary school is trying to get with me, like absolutely not. I didn’t like you then and I damn sure am not going to like you now. Another guy who HASN’T SPOKEN TO ME IN TWO MONTHS reached out to me asking for nudes, like nigga are you FOCKIN CRAZY?! noooooo!

OHHHHH and then I found out this guy who supposedly cut me off because he was “moving” isn’t moving anymore. LMFAO. I’m a JOKE! A FUCKING JOKE. I just don’t even wanna try. The thing is I like conversation and the cat and mose tease game, but I want nothing more of that. I don’t want you to like me, I don’t wanna like you, I don’t wanna fuck you. I just wish that would click.

People are annoying and YES I know i’m suppose to be working on myself. we getthing there .Things I highlighted that I needed to work on :

-caring about MY FEELINGS and not other peoples

-putting myself first! (stop being so fucking selfless)

-Putting in more effort for something ppl don’t give a fuck about

-Being SOOO available (w. my time as in messaging and etc . not hanging out)

-liking the wrong guys because they’re idiots

There’s more to that but dassit for now. Plz send help.

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takemyfret · 7 years

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submission from

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I remember with perfect clarity the first time i laid eyes on Sara Royalt, as though i had frozen time for a single instant. I remember the smell of the grass i sat upon, the feel of the warm summer air on my skin. I remember this because i knew in that selfsame instant, i was in love. I also remember the exact moment i realized Sara did not exist outside of my head. This all started the summer after my senior year in high school. i was free of the indentured servitude that had been my home (more often than not) five days a week, nine months a year, for the last four years. And not just for the usual two month tease, this time i was done for good. With a diploma in my hand, high school in the rear view, and my eighteenth birthday barely a month behind me, I was invincible. God Almighty him(or her)self couldn’t have struck me down. The next few months were a blur of drinking, smoking, and generally making a fool out of myself. In other words, i was acting exactly like any 18 year old graduate would. Somehow, during the course of my partying, i managed to attract a possible mate. Her name was Ann, and we met through a mutual friend one especially hot June afternoon at a pool party. We were introduced, and hit it off immediately. My sarastic, depreciative jokes were matched by her dry humor and razor-sharp wit, which she wielded with the poise and elegance of a master. She was 5'1, with shoulder length light brown hair and an ass that wouldn’t quit. She was 18 as well; though a few months my elder, a fact that was quickly discovered and exploited. The liquor flowed open and freely that afternoon, as did the conversation between Ann and me. There is no better way to get to know someone you just met than getthing thouroughly shithoused with them, which we proceeded to do. Ann had just graduated from Justin Siena, a private Catholic high school tucked away in the beautiful Napa cityscape where her father also worked. Ann had spent the last nine months expecting to attend Arizona State University after the summer break to major in photography. What she was not expecting, however, was the letter stating that her applications for student aid had been denied. All of them. Her parents didn’t have the monetary availability to send her there on their own; so in the blink of an eye her plan for the next four years of her life crumbled to dust. I was salty to her sweet, so to speak. Never having taken high school very seriously, i’d managed to not fuck around just enough to scrape up a diploma. College was the absolute last thing on my mind. I’d just finished four years of school, why the hell would i wanna dive right back into it? Of course, looking back on it now i know *exactly* why i would want to, but i digress. We were the perfect match, balanced each other out. I was the careless rebel, she the cautious student; one who’d just had all her well-organized, thoughtfully laid out plans had just gotten smashed into tossed into a blender and set on high. She was looking to throw caution to the wind, and i was right there to guide her. After that day, Ann and I were an item. Every seond of every day we could we spent together, never seeming to run out of things to talk about. Over the next couple months, it became clear to us that this was no summer fling, that there was something real between the two of us. During the course of our nonstop communicating, i had learned that Ann was a virgin. Not to say that she was prudeish, far from it. She knew her way around a cock, she had just never gone ‘All the Way’. She had planned on leaving for college a virgin, she explained to me one night as we lay stoned by her pool, staring up at the night sky. Me, in all my marijuana driven eloquence responded with “Oh.” She sat up, and looked over at me looking at the stars, a coy smile playing on her lips. She continued, “And, well, since I’m not going to college anymore…” My eyes snapped from the stars to connect with hers, just as she pulled off the bikini top that she wore earlier as we swam. She reached down and grabbed my hand, giggling at my dumbfound expression. I told her that i’d never taken anyone’s virginity before, still resolutely refusing to be budged from my seat. She winked at me and said, “Well, if you can fuck anywhere near as well as you eat pussy, then we have absolutely nothing to worry about.” Still, i didn’t move. She heaved a huge sigh and rolled her eyes, turning away from me to walk into the house. As she reached the doorway into her house, she paused and called my name. Making sure she had my full attention, she bent at the waist, making a 90 degree angle, and slowly slid her bikini down over her ass to her ankles. “Coming?” she asked lightly. That night, after i had deflowered Ann, i dreamt of Sara for the first time.

thanks for the story hun and thanks to the followers who read it 😙

#submission #short story

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viralhottopics · 7 years

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11 Surprising Things Most People Dont Know About Motorcycle Clubs

Thanks to depictions in movies and TV shows, most people tend to getthe wrong idea about motorcycle clubs and their members.

Having grown up with my dad in clubs for as long as I can remember and getting to know his buddies like they were our own family, I’ve always known that there are a lot of kindhearts hidingunderneath all of the tough leather the riders wear. For instance, someamazing men and womencame to the aid of a little boy and his family when they were on the receiving end of brutal bullying.

Of course, I’m not saying you should walk up to any old biker and start ticklingthem like a kitten and expect that to be a-okay. However, you definitely don’t need to cower when you see someone in a vest walking by you at the grocery store, either.

Take a look below to learn even more about the truth behind motorcycle clubs and their members, and pleaseSHARE with family and friends!

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1. There Are Very Few Outlaw Clubs

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In fact, most of those that are involved in illegal activities are referred to as “1%-ers” because for the most part, the other 99% of the community are simply groups of individuals who love to ride their bikes as often as possible, known as “riding clubs.”

2. There’s A Chain Of Command

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Like any other club, they have a President, Vice-President, and Treasurer who take care of the collective business aspects of the crew.

There arealso unique roles, like a Sergeant-at-Arms who is responsible for the safety of the club members while at events and on the road, and the Road Captain who maps out and organizes every ride.

3. They Like To Get Creative With Their Nicknames

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As the Sergeant-at-Arms in his club, my dad was quickly dubbed “Gunner” by his brothers, while my uncle was given the name “Preacher” based on his younger, squeaky-clean image at the time.

Another member went by “Grey Bear” thanks to his bushy grey beard, but the sky is the limit when it comes to crafting your biker name.

4. They Use Hand Signals To Help Each Other Out

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Whether they’re riding as a club or just tooling around town, there is an unspoken code of respect between motorcyclists which you can see as they wave to each other, extending their hand low rather than high, or using specific signals to warn them of speed traps and other traffic issues.

5. They Know There’s Safety In Numbers

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According to studies from 2014, motorcyclists were 27-times more likely to be involved in a fatal accident than those in passenger cars. In 2015, there were88,000 injured riders in America andnearly5,000 deaths.

By riding as a group, they heighten their visibility and know that they have someone watching their back.

Of course, there’s also the responsibility of other drivers on the road to pay better attention and keep this number from growing any higher.

6. There’s A Difference Between Patches And “Colors”

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Their vests can be adorned with several different patches for different organizations they might belong to, such as Bikers Against Child Abuse (B.A.C.A.) or the American Bikers Aimed Toward Education (ABATE), or othersthat claim 1% status or just an inside joke.

Their “colors,” on the other hand, are usually a group of about three different patches: a “top rocker” with their club’s name, their club logo in the center, and a “bottom rocket” that identifies their club’s region.

7. You Won’t Be Getting In With A Sports Bike

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As you can see bypretty much every single photo of groups gathering in their vests for a ride or event, motorcycle clubsmembers tend to prefercruisers like Harley Davidson or custom-built choppers.

8. Getting “Full Patch” Status Can Take Time

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Before being granted “full patch membership,” when they receive the club’s colors for their vest, a rider can spend months (or even years, depending on the club) as a “prospector” tallying up miles on their bikes and proving their loyalty to the brotherhood.

9. They Do A Lot Of Charity Work

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On top of working with groups like B.A.C.A. and the Patriot Guard,men and women riders volunteer their time for annual Toy Rides to collect Christmas presents for needy children, offer protection to women’s shelters, and organize their own fundraising rides for other charities all year round.

“Poker Rides” are a popular way for clubs to promote their charities and have a fun time out on the road. The riders pay an entrance fee as part of the fundraising, then check in at various points where they’re dealt a card to complete their poker hand and hopefully win a donated prize.

10. It’s Not All About The Boys

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Women riders, both as passengers and owners of their own bike, make up roughly 25% of the biker community and haveseveral exclusively-female clubs across the country.

11. They Speak Their Own Language

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Like most communities, the riders have developed an ever changing vocabulary of their own over the years with colorful, creative, and, of course, oftentimes vulgar euphemisms.

One of the more PG examples you might overhear: calling someone a “RUB” is the biker’s way of poking fun of them as a “rich urban biker.”

Did we miss any little known facts behind most motorcycle clubs and groups thateveryone should know?

Fill us in with a comment below and be sure to SHARE with your friends!