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twistedj420 · 3 days
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funkycatbruh · 10 months
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jungkook recs 2
one shots y series sin terminar
INCOMPLETAS
SERIES
Dilf Iinstalments - @mercurygguk
SYNOPSIS. this series follows jungkook’s life as a divorced father. but wait, how exactly does one balance being a father, a boyfriend, a friend, and a respectable boss at the same time? read the installments below to find out!
GENRE. established relationship, smut/angst/fluff
♡ an ode to a broken heart - @smoochkooks
pairing ↠ jeon jungkook x reader
SYNOPSIS. you’ve watched jeon jungkook slip out of your reach your entire life. now it’s time for you to finally move on, bury the past and open a new chapter. however, you’re doing it in your own, unconventional way - by publishing anonymously a novel about your miserable relationship.
GENRE. unrequited love, best friends to (?), heavy angst, future smut
Colour Me In - @taegularities
pairing ↠ artist/fuckboy!Jungkook x reader
SYNOPSIS. Jungkook's door only opens for you when there's a barter: a trade of lust and haze. But today you knock for something more, as intriguing as it is frightening – and you hope it doesn't close his door forever.
GENRE. fwb, fake dating, college!au; fluff, angst, smut
Our Beloved Summer - @jeonqkooks
pairing ↠ producer!jungkook x songwriter!reader
SYNOPSIS. You made a vow to hate Jeon Jungkook ever since he packed up and left you without a single explanation, but when he shows up at your door after years of radio silence, it turns out that maybe your resolve isn’t as strong as you thought.
GENRE. exes to lovers, slow burn, fluff, angst, eventual smut; individual warnings for each part
Gold Is Dull - @kookluvre
pairing ↠ jeon jungkook x female reader
SYNOPSIS. your once-love abandoned you to chase his dreams as a boxer, leaving you and unknowingly, at the time, his son. as much as you want to forget him, you can't. you see him on the billboard, tv commercials, and in your son's room, reminding you of everything you once were.
GENRE. boxer!jk, dilf!jk, single mom! oc, heavy angst, ex-boyfriend, eventual smut, fluff
Bloodline - @jjkeverlast
pairing ↠ fuckboy!jk x fuckgirl!f.reader
SYNOPSIS. a relationship was the last thing you wanted, but having wild and experimenting sex? now that was something, and jeon jungkook is there to give you simply that. as long as either catch feelings... but that won't be hard for you knowing you'd never go for a guy like jungkook, although jungkook might have another opinion about you. let the (fun) begin!
GENRE. slow burn, smut , humor, angst and college au.
All I Want - @sxtaep
pairing ↠ fuckboy!jk x textbooknerd!reader
SYNOPSIS. you fall into the temptation of fucking your best friend, aka the biggest fuckboy on campus.
GENRE. bf2l, smut, angst, fluff, dom!jk, sub!reader, annoying jk, awkwardness, tension, some pining, teasing, making out
Tears Dry - @codebts
pairing ↠ jungkook x reader, ft. eunwoo
SYNOPSIS. he walks away, the sun goes down. he takes the day, but i’m grown. and in your grey, in this cool shade, my tears dry on their own.
GENRE. smut, angst; hybrid au, university au; one-sided love
♡ Hustlers - @jinconda
pairing ↠ Jungkook x Reader
SYNOPSIS. When Jeongguk’s girlfriend, Jihyo is taken by the Daechwita gang, everyone’s friendships are tested as Jeongguk does anything in pursuit of getting her back.
GENRE. : violence, killing , graphic themes, dark themes, swearing, angst.
Dilf jk series - @venusiangguk
pairing ↠ jungkook x reader / dilf jk x grocery store clerk oc
SYNOPSIS. you find a baby in your store and in turn, a dilf finds you
GENRE. strangers to lovers, friends with benefits, smut, fluff
♡ For What Its Worth - @citrustan
pairing ↠ student!reader x crush!jungkook
SYNOPSIS. you make an awful revelation about your crush of two years.
GENRE. angst, fluff (this comes in a bit later), light smut, college
♡ Love Lies - @kooktrash
HIATUS
pairing ↠ jungkook x reader
SYNOPSIS. an arrogant womanizer who’s spent his life numb to love. an unlovable romantic who’s been hurt one too many times. he’s your friend’s ex boyfriend but he tells you he wants you. he’s obsessive and you’re not as much of a victim as you make yourself out to be. you’ll both do whatever it takes to get what you want.
GENRE. angst. smut. future yandere jungkook. college student au. rich kid jungkook. f!reader. unhealthy attachment.. slutshaming. toxic friendships. implied emotional trauma from both ends
Paired and Pierced - @yoon-kooks
pairing ↠ hotnerd!jungkook x popular!reader(
SYNOPSIS.  When your professor assigns a collaborative midterm project, you’re paired up with Jeon Jungkook, the quiet grumpy smartass who keeps to himself and doesn’t fuck with popular kids like you. If you can win him over, he might give you a taste of the tatted and pierced body he’s carefully tucked away beneath those
GENRE.  smut, fluff, college!au
The Hit List - @whoretan
pairing ↠ Fuckboy!JK, introvert!Reader
SYNOPSIS. The Bangtan Frat is known for its prestige reputation of top GPAs, hosting the hottest most qualified students in the country, and above all: their undefeated list of heartbreaks. What happens when one of the seven ends up drunkenly at your doorstep?
GENRE. Smut (Future), emphasize on the Angst, and Romance
♡ Polarity - @darkestcorners
pairing ↠ yandere!jungkook x (f) reader
SYNOPSIS. Your best friend’s new boyfriend becomes infatuated with you…
GENRE. toxic relationships, unhealthy and obsessive behavior , mentions of mental health, manipulation, blackmail, cheating,
This Is Us - @btsgotjams27
pairing ↠ jungkook x f!reader
SYNOPSIS. after fighting to be in a relationship with jungkook, you begin to wonder if it's all worth it.
GENRE. drama, romance, angst, fluff, smut | est!relationship, age gap. cheating
If you love someone, say it - @letsstargaze
pairing ↠ jungkook x reader
SYNOPSIS. jungkook and you made a promise to each other five years ago, one you feared he would keep. now that the promise was close to being broken, shouldn't you feel relieved? why is it he's the happiest he's ever been, and you're wishing you were anywhere but here?
GENRE. angst, implied s*x, mentions of alcohol use.
♡ Ecstasy - @gdjyho
pairing ↠ jungkook x female reader
SYNOPSIS. jungkook fucks the reader completely dumb. you need him so bad. you can’t help it
GENRE. cheating, side chick au
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UPCOMING
Wrong Time - @spideyjimin
SYNOPSIS. meeting ten years later the girl he deeply fell in love with is something Jungkook never thought would happen. but here you are, standing before his eyes with a bright smile on your face as you walk through the massive lobby of his company. at that exact moment, he realizes that the two of you fell in love at the wrong time but is now the right time?  
GENRE. parent au, exes to lovers, ceo au, angst, fluff, and smut
Over Wine - @koocycle
pairing ↠ husband! jungkook x ex-model! fem reader
SYNOPSIS. designer dresses, spa weekends and rare wines are no longer enough to keep your marriage afloat. with your husband gone from home and a marriage standing on shaky grounds, you stumble back to your neglected career in the hopes it’ll fulfill the void in your life. you’re ready to take the risk this time, whether that is with the emerald cut diamond around your ring finger, or without.
GENRE. rich couple! au, established relationship! au, married couple! au, semi sugar daddy! au, suburban couple! au, angst, fluff and smut.
TO BE READ
ONE SHOT
The Lines Between Us - @chateautae
pairing ↠ detective!jungkook x detective!reader
SYNOPSIS. you’re detective partners who hate each other’s guts and everyone knows it. what they don’t know however, is that there’s so much more between the lines, and he knows damn well how to rearrange your guts too.
GENRE. detective!au, partner!jungkook, e2l!au, fwb!au, slight fantasy!au, one-shot, smut, angst
SERIES
The Rule Book - @another-army-spot
pairing ↠ Jungkook x reader
SYNOPSIS. Despite being the notorious fuck girl on campus, you have morals and values that you stick to with a solid set of rules.  One of your rules excludes Golden Boy, Jungkook, from ever getting a chance with you, much to both of your dismay.  And he intends to change that, with one really irresistible bet. 
GENRE. friends-to-lovers, college!au, softfuckboy!jk, fuckgirl!oc, fraternity!au, eventual smut 
INCOMPLETA
Chasing Pavements
hiatus
pairing ↠ dad!jk/married!jk/bff!jk x reader (ft. taehyung) 
SYNOPSIS. But tonight, Jungkook is taking a different route. One that does not lead to his home, but to your apartment building instead. He never takes it unless it’s Friday, the day he drops Sunhi off in your care for a few hours while he pretends he wants to fix whatever marital issues he has.
GENRE. f2l, angst, unrequited feelings au, sad stuff, future smut, cheating
Hate At First Weeb
pairing ↠ weeb!jungkook x weeb!reader
SYNOPSIS. You just want to weeb in peace but your annoying downstairs neighbour just won’t let you bREATHE.
GENRE. college au, e2l, weeb!reader, weeb!jungkook, weeb!jimin, jimin is lgbt, taehyung is lgbt
You Belong With Me - @joonscroll
pairing ↠ jungkook x reader
SYNOPSIS. you’ve been in love with jungkook since the moment you first saw him. he's always seen you as a friend. watching him date other girls and having to pretend you’re not in love with him is killing you.  
GENRE. : angst, fluff
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octuscle · 9 months
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CHAVTF - Smart casual
Michael and Charles were sent shopping. The dress code for the dinner was explicitly "sporty-casual". Just like for the boat tour yesterday evening. Their understanding of casual was a summery three-piece suit with an open shirt. The colleagues with whom they were teambuilding understood it to mean jeans and a T-shirt.
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If their boss hadn't insisted that the two of them wear something else, they would have come in a suit again tonight. So after the last group meeting, the two had to run off and find something to wear. Both agreed that jeans and a T-shirt were not their style and that they would only need the clothes for this one evening. So spending too much money seemed unnecessary. Google showed a store near their hotel called CHAVTF with good reviews. That's where the two headed. The first impression was immediately repulsive. The store attendant was wearing army pants with combat boots and a worn-out tank top. But the two didn't have time to look for anything else. They now had to buy something for tonight in fifteen minutes.
Oi mates, the clerk greeted them. Are ya lookin' for somethin' in particular? Michael said they were going on a pub tour today and needed something suitable.
"Sure, mates! Me fuckin' name is like jack. Trust me, us'll find just the reel thin'. Dee ya also go to normal pubs? Or are ya strictly gay on the road?"
Michael said he wasn't sure. But probably mostly gay.
"Cool, that'll get ya undressed, i'll brin' ya somethin'."
Michael gave Charles a kiss and a slap on his butt and the two stripped in the open locker room.
Jack asked if they preferred jockstraps or boxers. "Jockstrap," Michael replied. "Fuckin' nothin'" replied Charles. Jack laughed, tossed them both some soccer socks and handed Michael a jockstrap.
"Cool haircuts ya got ther, mates. Is like the rest of ya 'ody anarl shorn as ya neck?" Michael laughed, holding his arms behind his head and showing off the bush under his armpits. "Nit canny, mate" Jack laughed again and came up with a pair of leather jeans for Charles and a pair of bleached jeans for Michael.
"Ya guys train hard for ya 'odies, or is like workin' on the docks enough to get a 'ody like that?"
"Nah, mate! just haulin' loads ain't enough. It takes regular 'oxin' trainin' to get an arse n' a six pack like that"
"Sure, i get it! all that 'eer in the evenin' needs to be worked off too, after all."
Mike and Chuck stroked each other's board-hard washboard bellies and French-kissed deeply.
"Hey, the place isn't closed yet. Ne way sex while i still havta work!"
Chuck grabbed Jack's crotch and told him to lock the door quickly then. He wouldn't be able to hold back much longer.
Jack tossed them both T-shirts, locked the door, and returned with a pair of DocMartens for Mike and a pair of combat boots for Chuck. And while the two of them got down on their knees to lace up the shoes, Jack got his dick out of his pants. Mike and Chuck promptly responded and began sucking Jack's balls.
"Hehehe, this like isn't the first time ya two hav done this like, huh? Dee ya guys always work together as hustlers? Or 'an ya be 'ooked separately?"
"Sure ya 'an get us separately" replied chuck. "But the other one watches n' jerks off" Mike added n' started suckin' jack's cock.
"Fuck, ya guys are mint! Why are ya still workin' on the docks anyway. As hustlers ya must be earnin' yourselves silly."
"Mate, us're just gay too. Just 'an't handle money. What us earn, us drink or gamble away."
And Mike added that cigarettes are not free. Whether he would get at least one for the blowjob.
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Mike and Chuck were satisfied. Jack was always generous when they needed new clothes. And as a rule, he also found them good customers. In the hotel diagonally across the street there was such a nerd event. Some of the snobby guys would surely spend dough for a night with the two of them.
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dungeon-strugglers · 1 year
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✨New item!✨ Pantaloons of Possibility Wondrous item, rare (requires attunement)
These magical pantaloons have 7 charges. Once per turn, while wearing the pantaloons, you can expend 1 charge to do one of the following abilities:
While attempting to Hide, you can add 1d10 to the Dexterity (Stealth) check. If you roll a 10, you become invisible for 1 minute. The invisibility ends early if you attack or cast a spell. If you roll a 1, the pantaloons make a loud ripping sound that can be heard up to 100 feet away.
While making a long or high jump, your jump distance is increased by 1d12 feet. The extra jump distance only costs 1 foot of movement. If you roll a 12, your jump distance is increased by an additional 12 feet. If you roll a 1, your total jump distance is reduced to 1 foot.
While taking the Dash action, your walking speed is increased by 1d20 + 5 feet during this dash. If you roll a 20, your movement speed is increased by an additional 25 feet. If you roll a 1, you fall prone after you complete your dash.
The pantaloons regain 1d6+1 charges daily at dawn. If you roll a 6, the pantaloons gain an additional 7 charges (for a total of 14) until the next dawn. If you roll a 1, the pantaloons regain 0 charges.
Amplified. These pantaloons are a piece of the Highway Hustlers set. If you attune to another Highway Hustlers set piece while attuned to these pantaloons, they gain the following attributes:
One other set piece: You can expend 1 charge as a reaction when you fall to reduce any falling damage you take by an amount equal to five times 1d8. If you roll an 8, you take no falling damage. If you roll a 1 and you take falling damage, you’re stunned until the end of your next turn.
Two other set pieces: As an action, you can expend 1 charge to inflate the pantaloons, allowing you to float on the surface of liquid. If you inflate the pantaloons while submerged in a liquid, you are carried to the surface of the liquid at a rate of 60 feet per round. The pantaloons can be deflated as a bonus action or if you are subjected to piercing damage.
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marvelmarieeee · 7 months
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You know my boy Tyler? He was a whole hustler.
He’s got job, school, was ordered to woo one spooky girl and that’s all on the backdrop of a murder plan. His schedule was PACKED. No idea how he fit any sleep in there. Homework anybody?
No wonder he went a little mad.
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luminnara · 2 years
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Billy Hargrove x addams!reader
Billy Hargrove meeting and developing a crush on you, who he just happened to run into while on vacation. Not HIS vacation, mind you—he’s still living in Hawkins, Indiana. The shit with the upside down is over. That vecna guy is gone for good. Everybody else thinks it was just some weird freak earthquake disaster that tore the town apart, and life in Hawkins moves on and goes back to being just as boring and insufferable as he remembers.
So WHY are you there? WHY is that your idea of a good vacation destination? Because of all the weird shit that happened, of course! You’re a young adult, the same age as Billy, and your parents let you venture off on your own for a little road trip. You visit all sorts of ghost towns and haunted houses, stop to go werewolf hunting in the swamps and even run into some vampires on the coast before you double back and head to Hawkins. Besides a few memorials commemorating those who died in the earthquake, you don’t find much—which is weird, considering everything you heard about the town having some connection with another dimension—and you’re about to leave for home before you run into a guy.
He’s not your usual type. In fact, compared to your past boyfriends, he sticks out like a sore thumb. He’s big and broad shouldered, with a curly mullet and bright blue eyes the likes or which you’ve never seen before. But something about him makes you stop and talk to him outside the diner, and you end up getting along SO much better than you expected.
You’re not his usual type, either. He’s usually more into hustler models, not weird goths who wear sunglasses at night and can’t stop talking about disembodied hands and whatever the fuck a Cousin Itt is. But hey, he can’t deny that you’re hot—and disarming, and easy to talk to, and actually really fucking funny.
He manages to score a date with you before you leave town. And then another, and another, because you’ve already called home and told your parents that you were running a bit behind, but you have a surprise for them. Because once you get to know him and you dig your way past his macho facade, Billy is actually really, really sweet, and you think you might bring him home to meet the family.
Plus, on your first date, he threatened to a kill a guy who looked at you for a second too long. The idea of Billy dueling someone to the death is just so romantic, the sort of thing your father would do for your mother, and the more he threatens people, the more you fall in love.
When you tell him you really do have to go back home, he’s devastated. He doesn’t want to go back to life in hawkins before you. He doesn’t want to have to deal with his shitty dad. He’s really distraught, actually, because you were such a good escape from his home life, and he can’t bear to see you leave…so of course he agrees to come with you. He jumps at the opportunity to skip town. He’s got a bag packed and he’s picking you up from the motel later that night with his camaro. Is it a little crazy to go out of state with somebody he just met? Yeah, but it sure beats sticking around Hawkins.
You’re ecstatic. You know your parents will be a little disappointed that he doesn’t have two heads and he doesn’t howl at the moon, but you don’t care. You think he’ll manage to fit in just fine after some adjusting.
Then again, you’re a lot more used to your family then he is.
It’s raining as the car pulls up to the front gate. Billy’s jaw drops as he sees the house. It’s massive and stately, but from what he can see as the gates swing open on their own, it’s run down. It doesn’t look like anyone’s lived there in years, but you’re absolutely positive that it’s the right place. You think it’s cute that he keeps asking, and you take all of his comments about it looking like a dump (respectfully) as compliments.
He parks in front of the door and gets out first, already preparing for his nice “hello mr. And Mrs. so and so, I’m a perfectly respectable gentleman” routine. He gets the passenger door for you, taking your hand as he helps you out, and you’re giggling and biting your lip because you know the more old fashioned he acts the better the impression on your parents.
“Leave the bags in the car, don’t worry about them,” you tell him as you climb the steps. “Lurch will grab them.”
“…Lurch?” He asks as you ring the doorbell.
He hears a foghorn. Not a bell.
Okay, Billy. He tells himself. So they’re weirdos. Not a big deal. You’ve got this under control.
When the door swings open and he’s faced with the tallest man he has ever seen in his life, he begins to doubt that he’s got this.
“Welcome home,” the butler says slowly, in a voice that seems to be reverberating through Billy’s very bones.
“I missed you so much, Lurch, you have no idea!” You exclaim, surging forward to wrap your arms around Lurch’s waist.
Billy stares as Lurch smiles and pats your head. He figures this is about as weird as things will get. Clearly your parents have a lot of money, to afford a house like that and keep a butler around. They’re just a little eccentric, probably.
He soon realizes that that’s a severe understatement.
“Aha! There you are!”
Billy’s eyes are wide as something sharp whizzes past his head, narrowly missing him. It turns out to be a dart, and it hits the doorframe just beside Lurch. The thrower is, of course, your father—a short man in a pinstripe suit, a cigar clenched between his teeth and an absolutely wild look in his eyes that has Billy automatically fearing for his life.
“Father!” You run forward to meet him, hugging him tightly.
“Welcome home, welcome home!“ Gomez laughs, dropping his handful of remaining darts as he returns the hug. Then, he spots Billy, and he’s suddenly shaking his hand with a bone crushing grip and insisting that the two of you come into the parlor because Mamá is nearly finished preparing dinner and everyone had better eat quickly so they can catch the remainder of the thunder storm.
You’re ecstatic, and Billy is utterly shocked, because a house full of spiderwebs and exotic taxidermy is not something he’s experienced before. He’s pretty sure there’s a real mummy in the corner. He’s also pretty sure the bear rug roared at him.
“Oh, darling, look at you!” A woman in an extremely tight black dress says as she knits. Billy thinks he can hear disappointment in her voice when she adds “only five fingers on each hand…”
And at the mention of hand, one of them pops out of a box on a nearby table, and Billy nearly jumps out of his skin.
And that’s still not the strangest thing he’ll see in your house, by far. Because Cousin Itt is. And Uncle Fester is a close second.
Your grandmother is a real witch. Like, for real. He’s doing his best to be polite at dinner, but your little sister Wednesday keeps making comments about how much she thinks his organs would sell for and his first instinct is to shoot back like he would with Max. Your mother has to tell Pugsley that he can’t have live dynamite at the table, and he has to wait until after dinner to set it off. They have a pet lion named Kitty who eats the leftovers. And despite all the weirdness, it’s the best family dinner he’s ever experienced.
He goes outside in the rain with you even though it’ll mess up his hair. He totally sticks out, because your family all wear nothing but black and he’s in jeans and a red silk shirt, but your father spends way too long inspecting the weave of it and then declaring that he likes it, so Billy counts that as a win. The entire family likes him, he thinks, so he decides to stay for a while…because honestly, it’s not so bad at the Addams house.
Gomez teaches him how to fence and how to be a good boyfriend. He has hours worth of stories about how he wooed Morticia, even though Billy quickly learns that the real story was more about love at first sight and less about winning her hand in a fight to the death. Morticia teaches Billy about communication and also how to take care of plants, which he’s surprisingly good at (Cleopatra the African strangler takes a liking to him. He learns to appreciate the strangling.)
Uncle Fester…doesn’t really teach him anything, but he’s a fun guy to have around. He figures out what all of Thing’s hand gestures and signs mean, and learns that he’s actually a formidable arm wrestling opponent, despite not actually having an arm. Cousin Itt gets easier and easier to understand as the days go by. Mama uses him as a taste tester for meals, because “this boy’s surprisingly resilient! I coulda sworn breakfast would’ve killed him, but here he is!”
Wednesday warms up to him. Pugsley thinks he’s cool. They play games like wake the dead and Billy discovers that zombies do in fact exist, and he isn’t as surprised as he maybe should be.
When new, normal people come visit, Billy takes it upon himself to be one of the first ones they deal with, because they generally do better with him than Gomez, for some reason. Billy discovers that he never has to work a day in his life if he’s involved with your family, and that’s just an added bonus, because he really, really enjoys dating you, and he enjoys how relaxed your family is about him being your boyfriend. You even get to share a room.
He settles in so well that he nearly forgets about Hawkins entirely, and it’s pretty healing for him. The stuff in your life is weird as hell, but it’s a weird he can handle. And he knows now that if his father ever comes calling, he’s gonna have a LOT more than Billy to worry about.
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stannyramirez · 5 months
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𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞
 ❝Not a side or a main, I’m the only bitch he entertains. ❞
 ❝All my battles have been won but the war has just begun. ❞
 ❝The city looks so pretty, do you wanna burn it with me? ❞
 ❝As in heaven as on earth, we’ve been dead since our birth. ❞
 ❝Thank God I ain’t have to smack a bitch today. ❞
 ❝If I see you in the street, bitch, your ass is done. ❞
 ❝I don’t need your opinion, I do what I fuckin’ want. ❞
 ❝If he don’t eat it, he a d-bag. ❞
 ❝I’m killing myself when bitches would kill to be me. ❞
 ❝He keep calling, I ignore it. he says I’m crazy. Don’t I know it? ❞
 ❝I’d rather just do it then I’ll think about it later. ❞
 ❝I never learn my lesson, so I always do it twice. ❞
 ❝Say something once, why say it again? ❞
 ❝Cut deep and I’m still alive, I’ll talk my shit ‘til the day I die. ❞
 ❝They won’t fix it, they ain’t with ya. They won’t muzzle the mouth that just bit ya. ❞
 ❝Might show up to the party with a blunt — might get stoned, might get drunk. ❞
 ❝Walking passed the mirror like, ooh, damn, I’m fine. ❞
 ❝Haunted house, I make him scream. ❞
 ❝Bonafide hustler making my name. ❞
 ❝No one on the corner has swagger like us. ❞
 ❝We pack and deliver like UPS trucks. ❞
 ❝I got a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same. ❞
 ❝You can spend your whole life working for something just to have it taken away.❞
 ❝I don’t know why I say the things that I say, but I say them anyway. ❞
 ❝Keep on building prisons, gonna fill them all. Keep on building bombs, gonna drop them all. ❞
 ❝Chaos and commotion wherever I go. ❞
 ❝Tonight, I’m gonna let the Devil in. ❞
 ❝It’s my party, and I’ll fuck who I want. ❞
 ❝Who are you to change this world, silly boy? ❞
 ❝I’m a gangster, but I’m such a fuckin’ lady. ❞
 ❝First to watch my story but don’t like me? Weird. ❞
 ❝Never mind what I had to do to get these diamonds. ❞
 ❝These bitches wanna judge me but I don’t care. ❞
 ❝Only want a love where the card never declines. ❞
 ❝My baby is my employer. ❞
 ❝No, I don’t want your number. No, I don’t want to give you mine. ❞
 ❝Sun goes down, another dreamless night… you’re right by my side. ❞
 ❝You say go fast, I say hold on tight. ❞
 ❝Got you so obsessed, it’s sickening. ❞
 ❝You know I might break your heart, just let it slide. ❞
 ❝Could hurt you really bad, take everything. ❞
 ❝I let you try it, now you want to buy it, but you know my price is going up. ❞
 ❝So what if I’m toxic? ❞
 ❝Yes, sir, I’m’a do it again. I’m fucking him, her, probably they and them. ❞
 ❝I know you’re wondering what I’m gonna say, I do, too. ❞
 ❝My mind always wonders what will I say? I wish I knew… ❞
 ❝I love myself, I wanna see it. ❞
 ❝I’ma do just what I like on the regular. ❞
 ❝It’s really not my fault if you’re scared of a sweet little unforgettable thing. ❞
 ❝No, I’m not sorry. I’m just loving my body. ❞
 ❝You know I don’t give a motherfuck about your last name. ❞
 ❝Has someone like me ever existed? ❞
 ❝I can’t help it, I just woke up like this. ❞
 ❝Nightmare dream girl, I am what your type is. ❞
 ❝When I go into that ground, I won’t go quietly. ❞
 ❝I got troubles, they won’t let me be. ❞
 ❝I’ve been on the run since I was a boy. ❞
 ❝I’ve got troubles of more than one kind. ❞
 ❝If I had a dick, you’d probably lick it like a lollipop. ❞
 ❝Bitches say they fuckin’ with me, chances are they’re probably not. ❞
 ❝If he had a twin, I would let them run a train. ❞
 ❝I swear I feel like a toilet bowl shitting on everything I’ve said or I’ve done. ❞
 ❝Thanks for the talk, are we done? ❞
 ❝I’m over wasting time in life trying to be something I’m not. ❞
 ❝Do you ever feel like you’re underwater, drowning inside? ❞
 ❝I’m not gonna hang my head and be another accident. ❞
 ❝I’ve given up our romance. I have nothing left for love. ❞
 ❝I’m not sick, but I’m not well. ❞
 ❝Fingertips like memories, I can’t forget the curves of your body. ❞
 ❝Been around the world and found that only stupid people are breeding. ❞
 ❝I don’t even have a TV. ❞
 ❝Put me in the hospital for nerves and then they had to commit me. ❞
 ❝It’s a sin to live so well. ❞
 ❝I’d like to turn off time and kill my mind. ❞
 ❝Hear the voices in my head, I swear to god it sounds like they’re snoring. ❞
 ❝If you’re bored then you’re boring. ❞
 ❝The agony and irony, they’re killing me. ❞
 ❝She says she loves me at dusk, but at dawn I pack up my things and I’m gone. ❞
 ❝Never been a perfect soul but I will not apologize. ❞
 ❝I did a lot wrong that I can’t make right. ❞
 ❝That face, baby, it ain’t fair. ❞
 ❝I eat boys like you for breakfast. ❞
 ❝I never said it’s right, but I’m gonna keep doing it. ❞
 ❝I’m sick and, honestly? I’m getting high off it. ❞
 ❝We don’t deal with outsiders very well. ❞
 ❝They can smell the intention on you. ❞
 ❝They call me an American horror show. ❞
 ❝What I gotta do to find a sub or a dom to choke me? ❞
 ❝I could be your little monster. ❞
 ❝I like when you piss me off, it usually means the sex is rough. ❞
 ❝I am the big idea. ❞
 ❝If you got a problem, better speak up. ❞
 ❝My generation’s had enough, and you should be afraid. ❞
 ❝I like my coffee black just like my metal. ❞
 ❝I can’t wait for you to shut me up. ❞
 ❝I’m friends with all my demons. ❞
 ❝I’m the definition of the worst kind of mean. ❞
 ❝I will not die in the night but in the light of the sun with the ashes of this world in my lungs. ❞
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Just The Three Of Us
Thanks to @selinbaskaya for letting me take a shot at her request! Hope I did it justice!
Based on this TikTok
Please note: this content does mention fathers and father’s day. If this is triggering for you, please do not engage.
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“Thanks for inviting us for brunch, sis.” Clay says with a mouth full of crepes. “You’re so welcome, Clay. You may not be a dad yet, but I wouldn’t be able to raise Brooklyn without the help of her favorite uncle.”
“Hey!” Urban exclaimed, reaching for the bowl of hash browns across the table. “Sorry, Urb, of course Brooklyn loves you. It’s really a tie between the two of you.” You gestured across the table. “Thanks for lying to him sis, his ego is really so fragile”, Clay whispered loud enough for Urban to hear. Jack walked back into the kitchen, Brooklyn in his arms. “Everything okay, did you get her cleaned up?” You looked up at Jack as he placed Brooklyn in her highchair. “Yeah. She poops so much.” Urban grimaced, placing the bowl of fruit he was about to get a serving from back down. “Appetite officially ruined.”
“Ok, now that everyone is done eating, let’s do gifts!” You disappeared into the living room, returning with three gift bags, one bright blue with ‘Happy Hannukah’ on the front, the second with a rainbow unicorn on the front with the words ‘Make A Wish’ exploding out of the unicorn’s horn, and the third, a pink, striped bag with a baby bottle and the words ‘Hush Little Baby’ in gold lettering. You handed one to each of the guys, sitting back down at the table.
Jack raised an eyebrow at you, letting out a chuckle. “I know, I know. I gave Brooklyn a few dollars to spend at Dollar General for each of you, and she went a little wild.”
Brooklyn giggled, clamping her hands over her mouth. “So pretty, Daddy!”
You stopped everyone before they could open their bag. “I should warn you, she was very generous with her choices.” You rubbed the back of your neck, your cheeks beginning to flush. “I’m sure we’ll love whatever she picked out for us.” Jack gave you a peck on the cheek. “Ok, Urban first.”
Urban reached into his bag, pulling out a box of Super Plus tampons. “Wow, how did you know, B.” Urban joked, putting the box on the table. “I’ll take those, actually.” You shrugged at Jack as you reached over the table. Urban continued, pulling out a stapler, a pack of little green army men, a bottle of power steering fluid, and a silicone basting brush. “I, uh- thank you B. I love everything.” Urban announced, blowing Brooklyn a kiss.
Brooklyn got Clay a pair of floral gardening gloves, a bottle of window cleaner, some foundation that was at least three shades too dark, and a copy of ‘Everybody Poops’, the children’s book. “Why do I feel like she was trying to tell me something.” Clay muttered as he flipped through the pages.
Finally, it was Jack’s turn. “She was extra excited about your gifts, babe.” You rubbed his back as he pulled out the first gift. The first one was a glittery sand shovel and pail. “Ooh, for the beach, baby girl! We have to plan a trip!” Brooklyn squealed at her daddy’s suggestion. He set it down on the table. Next, he set out a value pack of Ziploc sandwich bags. He immediately handed it over to Urban. “For your weed habit.” Jack reached into the bag, stopping to look at you, his hand still inside. “Babe, did you have something to do with this?” You looked over, clapping a hand over your mouth. “Oh my god, she must have slipped that into the basket when I wasn’t looking.” You gasped, looking at Brooklyn. “What is it?” Clay asked, nosily leaning over. Jack pulled out a box of condoms, some off brand the store carried.
“Trying to get rid of the competition at the source”, Clay nodded, reaching out to Brooklyn for a high five. Brooklyn slapped his hand, a big smile on her face. “I told you she was a born hustler.”
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jonahdeforest · 4 months
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Zola: Digital Storytelling and Racial Performance
“Y'all Wanna Hear A Story?...”
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Zola is a glittering piece of postmodernism, filtering the infinite jest of touch screen technology through the medium of film. This is appropriate, considering its source material – a 148-Twitter thread from 2015. Narrated with lacerating wit by Aziah “Zola” King, the thread details the Detroit-based waitress’ wayward excursion to Tampa. Packed with suspenseful twists and turns, it's only natural that it eventually became a feature length film. After years of middling in development hell, Zola was eventually released in 2020. Directed with auteur sensibilities by Janicza Bravo, Zola uses a road-trip from hell to interrogate (or subvert) American race-relations, transaction and bodily autonomy. 
The plot unfolds on the heels of a newfound friendship. Zola (the magnetic Taylour Paige) meets Stefani (Riley Keough) at her waitressing job and the two strike up a bond. Both strippers on the side, they appear to be cut from the same cloth – funny, street-smart hustlers and practitioners of a particular brand of femininity. This femininity is one patterned off of Black womanhood and Stefani, who is white, is shameless in her racial posturing. With stray braids, slicked down baby hairs and the unmistakable accent of a white girl imitating Blackness, Stefani represents a post-racial spectacle of appropriation. Keough delivers a comic tour-de-force performance, ringing each AAVE-inflect line with the appropriate amount of misplaced conviction. That Keough is the granddaughter of Elvis is not really relevant, but it does add just a pinch of subversiveness to the proceedings. 
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Shortly after they meet, Stefani invites Zola to strip with her in Tampa. Joining them are Stefani’s misbegotten beau (Nicholas Braun, giving a masterclass in patheticism) and her enigmatic, increasingly shady “roommate” (Colman Domingo). Zola comes to discover that she is in the throes of a trafficking scheme and that Stefani’s intentions may not be as innocent as she proclaims them to be. In her essay “Eating the Other: Desire and Resistance,” author/academic bell hooks writes of cultural appropriation and its manifestation in the media at large. She writes that, “The overriding fear is that cultural, ethnic, and racial differences will be continually commodified and offered up as new dishes to enhance the white palate – that the Other will be eaten, consumed, and forgotten.”
In many ways, Zola functions as a story of otherness – specifically White consumption of the other. Stefani is the walking embodiment of white consumption and continual exploitation/coercion of Zola only emboldens this quality. Zola, on the other hand, is expected to look out for Stefani, opining at one point, “Who’s looking out for me?” This line is indicative of Zola’s compromised safety as a Black woman – a figure who is expected to take care of everyone but herself. When Stefani tells her pimp that, “Zola made me a whole new bitch,” she is literally referring to Zola’s help in increasing her net value in the realm of sex work, but more implicity speaking her debt to Black womanhood as a means of adornment. 
Zola and Stefani are depicted as mirror images of one another, both literally and figuratively. Bravo follows in the footsteps of many a psychodrama in her choice to present the two as spiritual twins. Walking down a hallway in corresponding outfits or gazing upon their reflections, they are both augmentations of one another and so completely diametrically opposed.
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Elsewhere in her aforementioned essay, hooks states that, “Cultural appropriation of the Other assuages feelings of deprivation and lack that assault the psyches of radical white youth who choose to be disloyal to western civilization.” This feels like an appropriate diagnosis of Stefani, someone who exists outside of white parameters and thus adopts Blackness in relation to her perceived outsider status. 
Bravo has described her films as existing a step-away from reality. This is fitting for a film like Zola, which renders a stranger-than-fiction story into filmic material. In a profile of Bravo for The New York Times author Jenna Wortham wrote:
Her movies are reminiscent of being on psychedelics — the way even the most mundane interactions become revealing, exquisite and worthy of intense examination, and the way something humorous can seem sinister for a flicker of a second before shifting back into levity. Bravo specializes in exploring the way seeing clearly can happen in an instant and permanently alter your experience of yourself and your life.
Bravo walks a tonal tightrope, but through the imaginative force of her storytelling, manages to pull it off.
Shimmering in neons and buzzing like a smartphone, Zola occupies a distinctive sonic and visual landscape. There are qualities that seem like a callback to old Hollywood: orchestral swells and grandiose title cards. These stylistic nods come across a little cheeky, especially considering the ways in which Zola rejects the Hollywood formula. Aided by playwright provocateur Jeremey O. Harris (who co-wrote the screenplay), Bravo presents a narratively frenetic fever dream that sidesteps convention at every turn. Even though Zola is unequivocally the narrator, the nature of authorial authority is subverted in a sequence where Stefani speaks to the camera, telling her side of the story.   
In the Western sphere, stripping is one of the more fascinating, and literal, representations of our bodies’ entanglement with capitalism. The physicality, the need to appease and titilate, the showering of dollars. All of it seems like a particularly charged ritual of commerce. Zola does not incriminate the profession nor does it glorify it. For the titular character, the act of stripping has an autoerotic verve to it: through it she is able to explore the dimensionality of her selfhood. This is most evident in a sequence in which Zola envisions the different personas she can adopt before a performance. Repeating, “Who you gonna be tonight?,” she appears in multitudes, as if in an elaborate musical number (yet another moment that made me recall the stylistic grandeur of Old Hollywood).  
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If this moment is any indication, Zola is a film in which pleasure and pain are offered up with equal aplomb. It is a disorienting and spellbinding exercise in absurdism, confounded by the fact that its story is ripped from the digital headlines.
Work Cited:
bell hooks, “Eating the other: Desire and resistance.” In Black Looks: Race and Representation, pp. 21–39. Boston: South End Press, 1992.
Wortham, Jenna. “How She Transformed a Viral Twitter Thread about Sex Work into a Sinister Comedy.” The New York Times, The New York Times Company, 16 June 2021, www.nytimes.com/2021/06/16/magazine/how-she-transformed-a-viral-twitter-thread-about-sex-work-into-a-sinister-comedy.html.
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vampirehusbands · 9 months
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1) Vicente had a horny & menace era between conversion and Brotherhood. Due to the fact that he did not know how to live with this Dark Gift, how to hunt, control himself, etc. he could drink an entire village from hunger or go to a brothel and drink in the process from the hustlers. He could have become that blood-crazed vampire that Janus despises, but he didn't become one (he learned to control himself and hunt properly)
2) Before the attack, Rona adored caring for and growing roses. After she fell into a coma, Janus began to take care of him. He watered, fertilized and did not let anyone near them.
3) Vicente cooks well. Vampires don't need food because it doesn't give them energy and strength, but no one forbids them to enjoy delicious food.
4) Janus has a large collection of blades and cutlasses, which he inherited from his grandfather.
5) Vicente was in Hackdirt. One night was enough for him to get out of there as soon as possible and never return there again
6) Janus limps on his left leg. As a child, he and his friends secretly took horses (as it turned out, very playful and very timid) and went for a ride in the vicinity of the West Weald. They collided with a pack of wolves and Janus' horse reared up in fright and threw him off. His foot hit a stone unsuccessfully when falling. He has cane with blade hidden in it.
7) Vicente asks Lucien to take Tenegriva on trips to Skingrad. He also has his own horse, but it is already too old for long journeys across the province.
8) Vicente, who can't sleep. constantly spinning, spinning. And Janus, who knows that in the morning he will wake up on the floor by the bed. Because it's not enough for Vince. And in general, he is in the pose of a starfish, brazenly pushing his husband off the bed, sniffing.
9) Vicente is a sweet tooth. Janus doesn't like the sweet much but he always has something for Vicente. He himself like medium rare steaks and hate tomatoes.
10) Janus and Vicente are perfect duo when it comes to solving vampire slayers problem, vampire pack conflict and unsolved cases in the County. They like sparring a lot not to lose shape ( and maybe they like it because it is usually finishes in the bedroom)
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true form Anna/Ruby anyone? for @spnprideweek - day 4 - wlw/joy
TO THE GARDENS OF LOVE
she tells me: our deadbeat fathers - gods or lucifers when they thread their so-called destiny made us creatures of greed and feathers - not worth mortality
she learned poetry from trees and beating hearts a fruit from a soil which would nurture nothing in Heaven alas, she sighs, a few allegories never killed anyone let alone an angel
it's a tragedy alike those of the Greeks we only move and forget, never forgive and repeat one can not be alive in the infinite
I tell her: devoted hustlers - gods or reapers crushed me into black ashes one could only hold through a stolen skin, a slough that would never stick
those roots that you crave, they threw me away with their trash from a soul to empty bones to cut on a rack seeds for an Eden of apathy labeled some demon witch something - never someone
it's a romance, don't your Greeks have these? we may live and forget, I won't pack any regret I've only been alive with you to cherish
I plead: can't you see? we're creatures of lust and fire! free from faithless submission!
what could Thanatos give that we can't create in the space between the stars and the salt of the seas flowing into your grace I found humanity and we got enough love to spend eternity
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homomenhommes · 4 months
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STORY:
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'Twas the night before Christmas in my redneck house; Junior was wringing the neck of a mouse. My .357 sat right on my lap Just waiting for Santa, to take all his crap. The young'uns were restless and watching in shifts To see if he'd come and I'd shanghai some gifts, When out from the yard came a godawful noise O could it be him with a shitload of toys? I jumped from my chair and my crotch screamed in pain I caught my left nut on my wallet's big chain But then I unwrapped it and flew out the door Yelling, "Hold it right there, you old son of a whore!" "Hands in the air and kick over that sack, And then real slowly move 20 feet back." He did as I told him, fat, stupid old elf; I laughed so damn hard I near pissed on myself. I grabbed his big bag with a hearty guffaw Then I dragged it inside after spitting some chaw. I heard him take off - in a second he split, Leaving my yard heaped with fresh reindeer shit. Back in my chair I let out such a yelp That the wife and the kids came to offer their help, Their eyes filled with wonder - I started to drag A whole shitload of presents from Santa's big bag. A big can of crawdads for when I go fishin' A whopping belt buckle - a brand new transmission, A carton of Redman, some boots and a knife, A nice leather strap just for beating the wife. A matched set of hubcaps, some new fuzzy dice, A country 8-track and a Hustler, how nice! An inflatable dollie for when the old hag Starts her bitching and moaning and goes on the rag. When out of the bag I had pulled every bit I said "Looks like you kids won't be getting no shit." Here was my chance to try out my new strap When they started their bawling and screaming and crap. I chased them upstairs and I popped me a brew, I sat back in my chair, filled my mouth up with chew, With my heart full of gladness, my soul full of cheer, I yelled up, "Maybe you'll get some presents next year!"
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'Twas the Night before Christmas, and all through the shack Not a creature was stirrin', cept the lice on muh back. The skoal cans wuz nailed to the screen door with care, With hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The children were sleepin', all snug in their beds, While visions of tractor pulls danced in their heads. And Ma in her nightgown all stained with pound cake. Had just settled down to watch Ricki Lake. When out in the driveway, a loud noise I heard, I opened the winder to check muh T-bird. I ran to the door, like I's on a mission, But I tripped on some parts from muh granny's transmission. The moon shone outside, the hound dog wuz barkin'. Muh daughter weren't home yet, she wuz still out parkin'. When what to muh whiskey blind eyes should I see But a Chevy S-10, pulled by eight flyin' sheep. With a fat nasty driver, so disgustin' and sick I said "Shoot Fire!" That must be St. Nick! More rapid than X-lax his wooly sheep came And he belched and he hollered, and he called 'em by name. Now CLIFFORD! Now VERNON! Now LESTER and ENUS! On FESTUS! On ELMER! On ROSCOE and CLETUS! From the top of the shack to them there garbage bins Now Dash Away! Dash Away! Dash Away youins! I heard a loud sound on the roof of muh shack. Pud down muh beer and went fer muh gun rack. He fell through the roof, plum killed my dog, I swear that ole' Santa looked just like Boss Hog. He wore a T-shirt, rebel flag on the front, And his jeans were all bloody from that morning's hunt. A big nekkid lady tattooed on his arm, And he wore black boots that he'd picked up in 'Nam. His eyes, how they glazed from too much Wild Turkey. From the side of his mouth hung a stick of beef jerky. A scar on his cheek from a fight with the cops. The veins on his face looked ready to pop. The butt of a Marlboro clung to his lip He wore a hip pack full of B-B-Q chips. He had a fat face and a hairy beer belly. I ain't seen one that big since muh ex-wife Shelly. He was gap-toothed and dumb with an I.Q. of three And I laughed cause that redneck was smarter than me. A wink of his eye, a fierce shake of his head, From his hair came a rat that ran under the bed. He reached in his sack, sipped his gin and tonic, Then filled the kid's stockings with Hooked on Phonics. His toys came from Big Lots and they weren't very nice But he had lots of them and yuh can't beat the price. He gave us a tape of them hound dogs that sing Jingle Bells. Some Crisco, some Spam, some Oatmeal Cream pies, And a Nascar T-shirt in Double X size. When the presents were gone and he had no more, He staggered and stumbled right through muh screen door. He hopped in his truck, to his sheep gave an order "Hurry up youins! To the Tennessee border!" And I heard him cry out, with a strong southern drawl,
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  Jeff Foxworthy - Redneck 12 Days Of Christmas
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New school, New you.
(A Recess x New Kid!Reader fic)
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(AN: This is a part two to my previous x reader fic, I have aged all the characters up to highschool to account for language and more modern references. Probably a few OOC characters, but overall, I tried to stick to the characters original concepts.)
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Admittedly, you weren't expecting your first encounter with a fellow student to end up with you getting dragged around the Third-Street school's back lot. Ashley Spinelli pulls your arm, yanking you up a set of concrete stairs, giving you a decent view of the playground. Gus quickly grabs his marbles and follows the two of you, almost tripping as he scuffs one of his loafers on the bottom step. He lets out a yelp, prompting Spinelli to roll her eyes.
"Alright, new kid. Lemme get you caught up with the, uh-" Spinelli trails off, trying to think of a word to describe how the playground works. "Hierarchy?" Gus interjects. "Sure, yeah, that's what I was gonna say." Spinelli looks back over the playground and whispers "Geek...". Motioning to the center of the playground, a large jungle gym emerges. Bright red and green slides, blue climbing bars, and various other contraptions cover the structure, giving it a rather grand look, despite it just being playground equipment for an under-funded school. "See that guy up at the top?" Spinelli points upwards, to a boy sitting on top of the structure with a crown. You squint harder, noticing the crown seems to be more of a craft project than an actual crown. "Is he wearing a crown made out of-" "A baseball helmet? Yeah, I think so, no one's really sure where he got it from." Gus responds, answering your question for you. You get the feeling that's been asked a lot.
"That's King Bob, our schools dear leader." Gus holds his hand over his chest, eyes wide in admiration. You tilt your head in confusion, and Spinelli lightly smacks him on the back of the head, leading him to scramble as his glasses fall off. "Yeah, what Gus said. You're new, so you're definitely gonna have to meet the King at some point." Your posture tenses, getting a little smaller. "Um, why?" You ask. "He likes to keep tabs on all his, 'subjects.', y'know?" Spinelli uses some heavy finger quotes around subjects, giving you the impression not all his policies are popular on the playground.
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"Now, check out the dude under the tree over there." A guy in a trench coat can be seen leaning against a tree, eyes shifting back and forth as if checking for teachers. "That's Hustler Kid. He sells extra study guides, toys, snacks, and banned books. 'Long as it won't get him in trouble if you're caught, he'll sell it to ya." Spinelli explains, and Hustler kid seems to be sure the coast is clear, as he takes out a pack of smokes. "I thought he didn't sell stuff that could get kids in trouble?" You ask. Spinelli nods, "He doesn't. Those cigs are his, only his. I've made that mistake before." she sighs in exasperation. Gus scrambles back up the steps.
"Spinelli! You knocked my glasses halfway across the playground!" He complains, panting as he rests for a moment, hands on his knees. Spinelli only chuckles, folding her arms. "Didn't ask, Gus." You giggle a little at this, and Spinelli shoots you a grin. "Have you mentioned the Ashley's yet? T-That's kind of important." Gus trails off, freezing as if he recalling a harsh memory. "Good one Gus. Give em' the rundown, I gotta go to the bathroom." Spinelli heads out, casually punching your shoulder as she walks by. "The Ashley's are the meanest girls on the playground. They know everything that happens on the playground." He gets real quiet, and looks around quickly before repeating himself softly. "Everything." You nod, brows furrowed in concern. "The worst of them is Ashley A." You follow his gaze and see a gaggle of four fashionably dressed girls. One stands out, a girl with long brown hair dresses in purple sits in the middle. "Her dad is rich, and if she says she'll ruin your life, she means it. Whatever she says, goes.". "Have you had a problem with the Ashleys before, Gus?" You ask. He shudders. "I don't like to talk about it..." He mumbles, and you nod awkwardly.
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"Yo, Gus!" A loud voice rings out from a few feet away, causing you and Gus to turn your attention towards the voice. A tall boy in a basketball jersey jogs up the stairs. "Hey, we need a ref for kickball, 'think you can sub in?" The boy asks, foot tapping as he speaks. He clearly has quite a bit of energy, and seems desperate to get back to his game.
"I can't Vince, Spinelli's having me give the new kid a tour of the playground." Gus explains, gesturing to where you're stood. You give a small wave. "Oh shit, we got a new kid?" Vince says. "Language!" Gus squeaks, only to be brushed past. Vince leans up against the building in front of you, extending his free hand. "Hey, Im Vince, Vince LaSalle. Where you from?" He seems to look you over, as if unsure what to think of you just yet. "I'm just a transfer, it's my first day." You explain. "Spinelli caught you yet?" He asks with a laugh. "Yeah, she's, interesting..." He nods. "Are you any good at sports?" You shrug. "I mean, I was on the swim team at my old school, but I don't play many team sports." You admit. Vince sighs, but seems satisfied. "Well, I'm sure we can find something for you to do, maybe an equipment manager..." He pauses, and puts his hand on his head as if thinking.
"Or maybe, they just don't want to play sports?" Spinelli suggests, having returned from the restroom. Vince looks shocked, fumbling the ball in his hands and exclaiming "What! It's kickball, that's like, everything!" He seems almost offended. "It's everything to you, Vince." Spinelli slaps her hand on the underside of his ball, knocking it up out of his hands. He doesn't even flinch, now locked in a staring match with Spinelli. "Gus, go the ball." He says, and Gus only sighs before running to retrieve it. You're left with the pair, awkwardly looking back and forth between them. "Um, well..." You try to think of what to say to diffuse the situation. "Maybe I could go and watch you play sometime?" This seems to snap Vince out of his eye-brawl, and he looks over to you. "Yeah?" He asks. You nod. "Okay, yeah... cool!" He nods as he thinks, trying to suppress his grin. Spinelli gags. "Jeez, Vince. You're cheesin' harder than Mikey when we read 'Romeo and Juliet'. Knock it off." She groans, prompting an embarrassed look to spread across the boy's face. "Whatever, I gotta get back to my game." He turns around, hoping no one noticed the light blush dusting his face. "See ya' later, new kid". He calls, heading back to his Kickball game. Just as he leaves, Gus returns to the stairs, panting heavily. "Wha- where'd he go?" Gus asks, and Spinelli grins. "Just wandered off... who knows why?" Gus groans.
"I had to run halfway across the playground for this ball..."
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✨New item!✨ Crystal Ball of Thieving Wondrous item, legendary (requires attunement)
This crystal ball is about 6 inches in diameter. While touching it, you can cast the scrying spell (save DC 17) with it.
You can use an action to cast the mage hand spell while you are scrying with the crystal ball, the spectral hand appearing within 30 feet of the spell's sensor. When cast in this way you can make the spectral hand invisible. When the scrying ends, so does the spell, and any object held by the spectral hand is teleported into your open hand or to an unoccupied space at your feet. Teleporting an object via this method is unreliable and has a chance to fail. Roll a d20 to determine if you are successful. If you have had physical contact with the object before add 5 to your roll. If the object has spent more than 24 hours in your possession, add 10. The DC is 15. On a failure, the object reappears in the space that it occupied before the spectral hand interacted with it, or in the nearest unoccupied space if that space is now occupied. Once used, the thieving power of the crystal ball can't be used again until the next dawn.
Curse. Each time you successfully steal an item using this crystal ball, the owner of the item immediately sees an image of your face and hears your name in their mind. They don’t necessarily know the context, but if your theft arouses suspicion, it’s a likely deduction that you are related to the disappearance of their possession.
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laresearchette · 2 months
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Friday, March 01, 2024 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)
WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?: THE COMPLETELY MADE-UP ADVENTURES OF DICK TURPIN (Apple TV+) MURDER IS EASY (BritBox) THE BRAID (Paramount+ Canada) IN BLOOM (Paramount + Canada) FBI TRUE (Paramount + Canada) SIDE HUSTLERS (The Roku Channel) BMF (Starz Canada) 9:00pm
NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:
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CBC GEM THE ADVENTURES OF PADDINGTON (Season 3) CBC MUSIC LIVE AT MASSEY HALL CHATEAU DIY (Season 6B) CROUCHING TIGER, HIDDEN DRAGON THE NEXT STEP (Season 6) RUSTY RIVETS (Season 3) TRIGGER POINT (Season 2)
CRAVE TV ARGO BATTLE OF THE GENERATIONS (Season 1B, Canadian title) BMF CABARET CATWOMAN KNIGHTS OF THE ZODIAC LA LA LAND MAN OF STEEL NEVER GOIN’ BACK ONE DAY AS A LION PACIFIC RIM THE SOCIAL NETWORK TMNT
DISNEY + STAR WONDERFUL WORLD (Premiere)
NETFLIX CANADA ANÍKÚLÁPÖ: RISE OF THE SPECTRE (NG) THE ART OF WAR BLOOD & WATER (Season 4) (ZA) BRIDESMAIDS THE CIDER HOUSE RULES DUNE (1984) FURIES (FR) GEOSTORM GROWN UPS IT (2017) MAAMI LEGAL HAI (IN) MY NAME IS LOH KIWAN (KR) NOTTING HILL PREMONITION THE RUINS S.W.A.T SOMEBODY FEED PHIL (Season 7) SPACEMAN STRANGE BUT TRUE SYDNEY WHITE THEY/THEM THE UGLY TRUTH UNDERWORLD: BLOOD WARS YOU ARE NOT ALONE: FIGHTING THE WOLF PACK (ES)
MLB SPRING TRAINING (SN) 6:30pm: Jays vs. Yankees
NHL HOCKEY (SNEast/SNOntario) 7:00pm: Sabres vs. Blue Jackets (TSN5) 7:00pm: Coyotes vs. Sens (SN) 10:00pm: Devils vs. Ducks
NBA BASKETBALL (SN1) 7:30pm: Warriors vs. Raptors (SN Now) 7:30pm: Mavericks vs. Celtics (TSN2) 10:00pm: Bucks vs. Bulls (SN1) 10:30pm: Capitals vs. Clippers
CURLING (TSN/TSN3) 7:00pm: Montana's Brier: Pool Play
NLL LACROSSE (TSN4) 7:00pm: Swarm vs. Thunderbirds (TSN/TSN4) 10:00pm: Bandits vs. Warriors
MILLION DOLLAR ISLAND (Discovery Canada) 8:00pm
THE REAL HOUSEWIVES OF CHESHIRE (Slice) 8:00pm: You’ve Been Served
BOLLYWED (documentary) 8:00pm: With the Grand Opening of the second location only a week away, mom and dad to come to the rescue one last time.
ABOUT THAT (CBC) 8:30pm
NEVER GOIN’ BACK (Crave) 9:00pm: Angela and Jessie are best friends intent on taking a wild beach trip, but when their roommate loses all of their money in a drug scam, the girls -- blissfully stoned -- go to increasingly daring and absurd lengths to get it back.
THE SUMMIT AUSTRALIA (Discovery Canada) 9:30pm: The group is torn between loyalty and strategy as another hiker is voted off the mountain; a massive rocky chasm stands between the final four and the summit.
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allycat75 · 6 months
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Boy, Boston Dumb Fuck!
Just saw those new clips from Pain Hustlers and let me tell you:
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So glad you don't want to act anymore, but I went to a street fair this weekend and the pottery market looks to be pretty packed. Better get to practicing if you want to pay for future WDW trips with the family, because that comp'd VIP stuff ain't gonna last much longer.
That is, unless, the rumors are true and you are going to come back to Marvel (if they'll even have your fatshaming, racist, antisemetic loving ass back; it is Disney, so I'd give it 50-50). Just hope Mackie understands when you stab him in the back (but I guess that tracks with your new racist brand).
Are you going to lean into that White Privlege of yours or are you going to do the right thing? Come on, man!!!
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