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thedevilsoftruth · 9 months

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Just Go to Bed ~ Loki x fem!reader

Warning: smut, smut, smut, SMUT!!! barely any plot, dirty humor, sex thoughts, a reallyyy sweet dom Loki, masturbation (m),unprotected sex, fluffy after care mentioned, Minors dni!!!

Summary: Loki is your husband and comes back home super late after doing missions. Wanting to surprise you when you wake up with him lying right next to you, it seems like you’re going to get that surprise a bit earlier… and a bit different than he had expected.

Notes: I wasn’t expecting my first post to get the attention it got, so I’m back again cooking up more Loki smut where he is once again your husband because I just want to write happy scenarios. This one is realllyyy short, so if you have like 10 minutes to kill, this is a good one to read. Enjoy!!!!

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Read time: 10 minutes

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Loki had a problem. He had come home really late from doing doing missions again and he wanted to surprise you. You were sound asleep in your shared bed, which was perfect for his plan because now you could wake up to your beloved husband right beside you. His night was going just like he wanted. He could crawl in bed with you and finally get his so badly needed rest… if only you weren’t keeping him up. You were talking in your sleep all night— well, more like moaning and saying his name in that adorable little voice of yours he loved so dear. And because of that he had something worse to deal with; a rock hard cock.

Oh god, what was he going to do now? He could go into the bathroom and jerk himself off— but what if you woke up? er, id be an extra special surprise, right? no, he wasn’t going to wake his beloved wife up with jacking off. Perhaps maybe he could just go downstairs? No, that was just weird. He glanced at you, biting his lip and his hand palming his crotch. God, he was so pathetic. Getting hard off of his wife saying his name in her sleep? really who in their right mind would do that? Guilt was washing over him like a tsunami, it was overwhelming.

“ Loki.. mmm.. “ he heard your small voice mumble his name again as you grabbed the sheets with your tiny hands. God, he was the most pitiful husband of all time. But he so badly needed you at the moment, just to feel your hand running up and down his erect cock, to feel the tight walls of your cunt clench around him. He felt his dick twitch at the thought of being inside of you. God, he wanted nothing more than to fuck you senseless, but he was not going to wake you up just so he could bang you. It was selfish and unnecessary. He needed to man up and just ignore the party in his pants because what good husband would do such things?

He gave you a second glance. He was killing himself.

You moaned again and your cute face scrunched up as if you were in immense pleasure. Your hand unclenched the sheets and went to touch his chest subconsciously. Loki’s eyes became wide and he covered his hand with his mouth, he couldn’t even ignore his erection anymore.

“ oh fuck, “ he muttered under his breath, biting his lip and sliding his hands under his pants. who did he think he was? masturbating in front of his sleeping wife? god, he needed it so bad though. His hand rubbed around his pre-cum lubricated tip, accidentally letting out a small whimper at the contact. His slid his hand up and down his thick shaft, trying his best not to make any sounds as to not wake you up. He curled his fingers around his full length and quickly moved his hand up and down his wetness. Your arm jerked and his name left your lips again, which was just what he needed to hear. His hips bucked upwards and he used his thumb to rub around his tip before moving back down to pathetically stroke his shaft. He was too busy pleasing himself that he didnt even notice that your eyes were wide open.

“ Loki? what are you doing? “ his hand immediately snapped out of his pants and his gaze turned to yours. Your eyelids looked so heavy, you looked so precious as you were barely awake. “ I’m back, my love… and I have a uh— “ he bit his lip again as he glanced at his crotch and then back at you. He gave you a pleading smile and tilted his head to the side a bit. “ I have a slight problem. “ He whispered to you as you looked at him confused. now he had done it. he was a complete fool, an utter clown. He could just lie to you so he wouldn’t have to fuck you with feeling guilty, but he hated lying to you.

“ mm.. what is it? “ you asked, rubbing your head as you sat upright. Words couldn’t describe how bad Loki had felt in that moment.

“ I’m so sorry, my love. “ he spoke, crawling on top of you and giving your forehead a kiss. His hand ran through your hair and your brows furrowed. “ Loki, are you hard? “ you spoke bluntly, figuring him out immediately. Loki had made love to you millions of times before and so it wasn’t hard for you to know when he wanted to get in your pants anymore. His eyes fluttered shut for a moment because he knew you knew him so well. “ very. “ he spoke simply, giving you a pout and his hand moving down to rest on your waist. You giggled and laid back down, letting him take the covers off you and get in between your legs.

“ I missed you, love. “ you said, brushing your thumb on his cheek as he positioned himself nicely. He smiled at you softly. “ I missed you too, darling. “ he said, leaning down to kiss your soft lips.

“ once again, I’m sorry-“ you cut him off. “ Loki, just fuck me and get it over with. “ you said as your tangled your fingers in his dark curls. He nodded his head and smiled in embarrassment, magicking his way out of his clothes. His hands slipped underneath your silky nightgown and pulled your panties off your beautiful legs. Your body glowed in the moonlight, you looked absolutely stunning to him and it only made him crave you more. His twitching shaft slid into your tight entrance, making the both of you whimper as he worked slow thrusts into you gently.

“ what were you dreaming about? “ he asked with a wicked grin, leaning over to intertwine your fingers with his while his quickened his pace. “ this—ha- exact moment. “ you said in between moans as his hips rolled in a steady rhythm against you. You arched your back and bucked your hips forward as he pounded into you like the hopeless man he was. God, he could already feel his climax coming up. He couldn’t even last a second and that went to show how truly pathetic he was.

He flipped you over so that you were on top, letting you take control of your own pace. You rocked your hips against his, making yourself moan as you rode him slowly. Loki gripped onto your hips tightly, slightly guiding your rhythm. He hated admitting to it, but he did need so much more than just that at the moment. Your body was too tired for any of this at the moment. He groaned loudly and flipped you over on your back again. You tugged at his hair as he moved so fast against you that you felt like you were going to tap out.

Loki kissed your neck softly, sucking on your skin and making you moan even more and louder with the overwhelming pleasure surrounding you.

“ Loki, please- ah! d-don’t s-stop! “ you said breathlessly as your fingernails dig into his back. His lips continued to work at your neck, taking his right hand from yours to go to your clit. He massaged your wet nub of nerves as he continued to thrash himself into you. The smell of your sex filled the air, the sounds of him penetrating you reverberating through the room. You could swear you had never seen Loki this horny in your life, the way he could repeatedly slam into like that for so long was truly amazing to you. Every thrust sent you over the edge, making you grip onto anything for dear life as he worked you into a frenzy.

“ come with me, dearest. “ Loki said, feeling a burning sensation deep inside himself that he so badly needed to release. His fingers danced around your clit, rubbing fast circles around it to simulate you until you were completely chafed. You threw your head back and screamed as he hit your sweet spot, sending you completely to heaven as waves of hot, wet, orgasmic bliss engulfed you and you reached your high.

Loki moaned softly, his orgasm releasing into your soaked core. The both of you panted heavily, trying to take in everything that had just happened. Sure, it was quick but goddamn was the the best thing you’ve ever woken up to. Loki leaned forward and rested his forehead against yours, pulling out of you slowly while you both tried to catch your breaths.

“ we should go get cleaned up, darling. “ He said, placing a few short kisses on your forehead before standing up and carrying you into your bedrooms bathroom. He sat you down on the counter and reached into the cabinets to pull out a hand towel.

“ It worries me when you’re out there. I never know when or if you’re going to come back to me. “ You said, watching him use warm water to soak the small towel. He smiled warmly at you and placed his hand on your thigh. “ My love, I have no intention to leave you. You are my world, and I can’t imagine it without you. “ he said, running his hand up and down your thigh comfortingly. All you could do was smile and nod. “ That’s all I wanted to hear. “ you replied softly, giving his forehead a kiss. He returned the smile and reached in betwee your legs with the towel to wipe away any traces of cum off your core.

“ Thank you for sharing that moment with me, I’m sorry for waking you up. “ Loki said with guilt laced in his voice as he cleaned you off gently. You yawned and your eyes closed, you really were getting tired now. “ Don’t apologize, it was….enjoya…“ And with those final words, you found yourself falling over a bit and passing out on his shoulders. Loki stood there for a moment, unsure what do to.

“ oh sugar, “

#loki #loki laufeyson #loki odinson #mcu loki #mcu #marvel smut #marvel cinematic universe #marvel mcu #loki x reader #loki x you #loki smut

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lovlive · 17 days

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˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ midnight insomnia' - c.yj

SYNOPSIS - its the middle of the night and you have 2 problems; no.1 you cant sleep, and no.2 you miss your boyfriend. PAIRING - choi yeonjun x f!reader GENRE - fluff, established relationship WARNINGS - reader is depicted with a pink colour, reader is called ‘baby’ and ‘girlfriend’, just yeonjun and y/n being really cute with eachother <3 requested from anon: hi! i dont think you've posted yet, maybe your busy or just dont know what to write about since your a new blog, but i want to put in a req.. could you do reader x yeonjun with the prompt “i can’t sleep, come to my bed” id actually die AAH im so curious what you could turn this into, thanks :}

notes: thanku sm for the req! yeah, i havent been writing yet since my brain was blank tbh i had no ideas for a fanfic in mind 😭😭 but now youve added fuel to my fire and ill try start writing more often :3 (and yes, the 127 in the fic was on purpose)

The moon cast a soft glow through the small sliver between your curtains, painting the room in hues of silver. In the quiet of the night, you tossed and turned under your soft blanket, unable to find solace in slumber. As you battled with your insomnia, you just couldnt keep your mind off of one thing; Yeonjun. You couldnt stop thinking about the way he would hold you through these chilly early-spring nights, and how much you missed his warm body next to yours. At this point you’ve realised just how starved you were from him despite only seeing him a couple of days ago.

You gave up on your slumber, rolling like a log from one side of your bed to another to pick up your phone. The sharp glow from the screen hit your eyes, your face instinctively scrunching up since you werent used to the brightness. Your fingers lazily glided over to the message app icon, and then tapped on Yeonjun’s contact. The time at the side of the screen caught your eye, and your realised it was 1:27 AM. You were a little weary of texting your boyfriend at this late hour; you knew that he was probably tired after a long day of practicing and you didnt want to seem selfish or too clingy. But you shook off your bad feelings since you knew that Yeonjun wasnt the type to be able to fall asleep easily either. You began to type your messages…

“jjunieeee..”

“baby… ☹️”

As expected, Yeonjun was of course awake. Your one word messages were opened by him a minute later. He looked at the texts, a little confused on why you’d be texting him right now. Any how, he started typing back.

“y/n? why’re you still up. you better not be up to some weird shi 😐”

“jjunie, i cant sleep. come to my bed.”

“baby, its half 1 in the morning.”

“please..😔 i really cant sleep and i need sum1 by my side 😞”

“y/n you’re going to be the death of me... but what wouldnt i do for my beautiful girlfriend”

“ill be there in 5”

“yippee! 😇 i love you ❤️”

“love you more baby ❤️”

Your face lit up as your boyfriend agreed to come over. You immediately put your phone back on your side table and plugged it back into charging, then quickly tossed the dirty socks that were lying on your bedroom floor underneath your bed to appear a little tidier. After a little while, you could hear a quiet knock echo through your small apartment; your face lighting up once again. Your feet quickly brought you to your hallway, where you rummaged your drawer for your keys. Eventually finding them, you jammed the correct key into the keyhole, twisiting it and gently opening the door. As your boyfriend appears from behind the door, you immediately pull him into a hug, shutting the door behind him. “Whats up with you today?” He teases as he feels your arms lock around him tightly, wrapping his arms around your waist in response. “Just missed you baby.” You responded, taking in his soft scent which you missed badly. “Y/n, we just saw eachother a few days ago..” His chuckle landed right in your ear, warm breath brushing right up against your ear. The sensation of course did not fail to make you blush a little. “Yeah, but ‘just a few days ago’ feels like an eternity to me.” You whisper into his shoulder, finding comfort in just burrying your face in his shoulder and hiding from the world. You feel his hands come away from your waist and up to your back, rubbing small circles. “You really arent a patient person, are you? Now, lets get you to bed.” He whispers as he takes your hand in his and begins to lead you over to your bedroom. You obviously dont resist, and grip his hand back as you walk behind him. None of you made a sound as you walked to your bedroom. Both of your social batteries were drained from the long day you’ve survived today, and all you wanted to do was to hold eachother in peace as you tried to fall back into a slumber.

You walk into your bedroom, and Yeonjun leads you straight to your bed. He lets you crawl in and under the covers as he takes off his jacket and throws it onto the chair you have by your desk. He came just wearing his pajamas, since he knew all you were going to do together was snuggle and sleep. He climbs onto your bed, arms wrapping tightly around your body as your face hides in his chest. His hand runs through your soft hair in a consoling manner, trying to get you to feel more tired and sleepy. His hands work like magic, your eyes beginning to feel heavier by the minute. But before you fall asleep, you give his hand a gentle squeeze and manage to whisper a set of three familiar words.

“I love you.”

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 3 months

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AITA for being friends with someone my roommate didnt like?

ok this might be long but here we go. Last semester I had a roommate who I liked pretty well, and we had a mutual friend, H. At some point, roomie got mad at h because h had apparently outed someone as schizophrenic.

H is not exactly anti-weed, but she is very adamantly against it for herself and anyone else at risk of psychological complications from it. My roomie was smoking with someone who h knew to be schizophrenic, so h told the group that they were smoking with about her concerns. I don't really agree with the way h went about this, but I'm ashamed to admit I sort of forgot to bring it up with her.

Later, h told me that roomie was avoiding her, and we talked about her possibly apologizing and why it was something roomie was particularly sensitive to.

[I'm afraid there's something missing here, maybe something more that I did to drive roomie away. I dunno.]

Roomie began to avoid both of us, but I didn't realize that it was on purpose and I was probably forcing myself into conversations with them because of that. Eventually, roomie started to move out of our room without telling me. Somewhere towards the beginning of this, a mutual friend? of ours made a joke about them looking for a new roommate. I asked why their books were all packed up, they told me it was because they'd be taking them home for thanksgiving. I thought ok, sounds like a lie, but I'll give them the benefit of the doubt. I truly had no idea why they would be moving out. I gradually went a little crazy watching them sleep in another room and pack all their stuff up, all the while saying nothing to me about it. I finally asked them about it, and they told me yes, they were moving out. Problem is though I think they might've been upset about something already when I asked about it? But they said they were fine so I accepted that as the truth. Again, I dunno. I think I was rude during this interaction but sadly can't remember anything I said besides yelling maybe the start of a sentence and then cutting myself off.

They moved out the next morning. I offered to help, they asked me not to. I was really upset and, stupidly, decided to take it up with them. That evening when I asked if we could talk, they openly rolled their eyes at me. I know it's stupid and probably the most asshole-y thing in this ask, but that drove me crazy. I said some shit, I don't remember what, but part of it was that I was "disappointed" in them. I don't know what that was supposed to be but it was NOT what I wanted to say. They, understandably, were really mad. I left and, too soon, texted them an apology. They replied, not rudely, telling me they don't want any contact with me, but also said, and I'll paraphrase, that they knew h had told me some things (probably referring to the possible reasons they moved out) and [my] friend is one of the reasons [they] left because they like to lie. This really hurt me because I still have no idea what this was about.

Later on, I'm not sure how much later, I was talking to h while roomie and their friends were in the next room. h was saying some things about the situation that I thought were a little extreme. I don't totally remember the order of events but it somehow ended up that roomie was yelling at h and they said something about h "creeping on transmasc freshmen." H is a trans woman and a sophomore, we are college students. I have a vague idea of who this might be referring to, if not myself or my roomie, who I don't think identifies as transmasc, but h had led me to believe that things ended amicably with this third party.

Anyways this story doesnt totally fit the aita format but I just needed to write it all out. If you're involved in this story, please know I'm trying not to be mad abt it anymore which is why I'm submitting it here, I'm hoping to be told why i'm TA or NAH.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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cowboythighs · 8 months

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thinking of steve driving miles and miles out of town to the nearest adult store to covertly purchase some toys and videos and not realizing until after he’s skulked around the empty store for far longer than he needed to that the cashier was eddie ‘the freak’ munson.

he nearly drops everything to make a run for it, not exactly keen on being seen in a sex shop, but then Eddie’s looking right at him and the damage has already been done- if Eddie was going to ruin his reputation, Steve figured he might as well get something out of it.

So he takes his selection up to the counter and tries his hardest not to make eye contact- holds out hope that maybe Eddie didn’t recognize him. After all, it’s not like they really knew each other. His face burns as Eddie inspects each item he’s picked out.

“Is this for you or a friend?” Eddie asks holding up the bright pink ‘Rabbit Pearl’. When steve doesn’t manage an intelligible reply, Eddie clarifies “If this is for you-or anyone without a clit- I’m pretty sure I can find you something better.”

Before he can protest, Eddie’s stepping out from behind the counter expecting Steve to follow. Asking him about what he’s looking for in a vibrator like he’s selling Steve a car. holding up item after item, explaining pros and cons not even really waiting for Steve’s replies- just reading the expressions on Steve’s face as if that’s sufficient to determine what he’ll like. He asks Steve how much money he’s looking to spend and takes his shrug as an invitation to pick out a few more toys he thinks Steve will like.

“You really don’t need to do this” Steve manages to spit out while Eddie is bent over a selection of vhs tapes.

“It’s no problem, man,” Eddie waves him off. “My pleasure.”

And god if that doesn’t go right through Steve. Having someone (excitedly) picking out all the tools he’s going to use to get himself off later. It felt a little like being taken care of. He’s not used to it; it makes something burn hit in his gut. He’s embarrassed; he thinks he likes it.

When Eddie was satisfied with his selection he went back to the register, Steve trailing behind. nearly dying of embarrassment when Eddie slid one of the vibrators out of its package, popped batteries in, and handed it to Steve.

Eddie read the question on Steve’s confused face. “You have to make sure it works. No returns. Store policy.”

Steve wondered if it was really policy to make customers turn on vibrators in front of the clerk, or if Eddie just wanted to make him squirm. He didnt think he minded if it was the latter.

“Go on,” Eddie encouraged. “Turn it on.”

Steves hands shook with nerves, but he managed to turn the knob at the bottom of the toy and nearly dropped it as it buzzed to life.

“Right on.” Eddie took the toy back, turning it off and placing it back in its packaging. Hands Steve the next toy to test.

Eddie acts professional as he guides Steve through a selection of lubes and cleaners in a way that made it feel more like a doctor giving out a prescription; take this amount and apply liberally and let set for 60 seconds before washing clean to properly disinfect. It would almost be boring, if Steve wasn’t so turned on seeing the toys he was going to use to get off in Eddie’s big hands while he showed Steve the best way to clean them.

Finally (finally) Eddie rings Steve up and slips the receipt into a bag far more full than Steve had anticipated. He waves Steve off with a suggestive “Have a good night!” as Steve all but runs out of the store.

Back in his car, Steve’s heart felt like it was about to hammer out of his chest from the thrill of it all, but it was nothing compared to the pace it set when he noticed the phone number written on the back of his receipt with a note-

“if you have any questions give me a call, king steve ;)

-your friendly neighborhood freak xx”

#steddie #ns.fw #cowboythighs #ficlet #crossposted from my twt #but tweaked a little #grammar? editing? i don’t know her #anyways this is so old but tweaking it for tmblr has made me want to do a part 2 #i have Thoughts #but idk

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trash----panda · 3 months

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STORY, PT 1

Honestly, this faucility was too big for comfort, built for those who are "normal" size the walls seemed to tower over her, not that she cared. Joey was used to being ignored when it came to archtecture, they figured since she had wings she didnt need a ladder or anything, what about when she was tired? Just walk up the wall. Gods these people are annoying. The pixie stood around 1.5 inches tall, she was in no way large, just below average in height. She had fuzz covering most of her body as well as rounded wings to support her body in the air. She was a type of black fly so they needed to make special accomodations in the canteen. Supposedly it was worth it as pixie agents were in short supply, she knew at this point she was only on boarded as a diversity token.

A soft sigh escaped her as she headed through the hall towards her new dorm, she'd been warned she wouldnt like her roommate, but just like the safety briefs, she'd ignored that. She finally found the room towards the end "109"... She didnt like the number. Whatever she was being paid, they said something about her roommate being a... 'what was it again?' she unlocked the smaller door made for her 'it started with a c didnt it-' she froze as she stepped through the door, making eye contact with the massive, blue, creature.

'Coloratus.... It was a coloratus'

They starred a moment before she took a slow step backward and slammed the door, her hearts racing as she quickly tried to get out of there. 'what were they thinking?! Im going to die in there' she was so caught up in her mind she didnt even notice the other rushing out of the room. He was scared of...well... scaring her, trying to speak softly, little "wait wait wait"s coming from him as he tried to follow, causing the ground to shake when he ran over. She yelped, feeling her face redden with embarrassment at the noise, doing her best to hold her ground

"what"

'fuck that was supposed to sound confident'

she watched his eyes, trying to spot even the faintest hint of hunger before he gets a chance to strike, instead just finding worry.

"sorry, i-i know it isnt ideal but we can work something out ok? I-i didnt know you'd be here today or i would've cleaned up, or do flies like dirty rooms? I dont really know, that's kinda why..." he just started rambling, trying to salvage the situation in any way. This was her partner? This is who was supposed to accompany her to battle?.... She could work with this. She did her best to straighten her posture, wanting to at least seem a little bigger.

"i just forgot something at intake" she tried to play it off, knowing that was probably the worse excuse she could pull, at least it shut him up for a moment.

He froze, just kinda starring down at her, his blank expression making her nervous. She even flinched when he finally did move, his sigh washing over her when he did "o-oh ok do you need help moving it? If it's big i can get it? I-it's really no problem at all" well.... at least he seemed to have bought it

"no it's just my scarf, but since you offered" she dropped her bags, figuring she might be able to boss him around a bit "you can put my bags inside"

He perked up immediatly, a soft purr escaping him "o-ok, i can do that!" He scooped them up, getting up to leave before pausing "oh right, my name is Dendro" he smiled at her, still blushing over how stupid he felt right now.

She hesitated, if they were gonna be living together they needed to exchange names at least "Joey"

He tried to keep it hidden but he was obviously excited for this "Nice to meet you Joey!" He hurried back to put it away, leaving the pixie alone with her own thoughts.

'gods why does he have to be so cute'

#giant/tiny #oc #size difference #my ocs #gt fluff #gianttiny #gentle giant #pixies #gt story #gt writing #my oc stuff #oc story

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bridgyrose · 1 year

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Ruby infiltrating Salem's inner circle, maybe getting closer to Cinder as time goes on for Reasons™ Fallen Petals AU?

(Ruby defection arc?)

It all started as an easy mission. Salem hadn’t known about Ruby or her silver eyes, just a mysterious huntress that seemed to get in her way. But now, as she sat at the table with Salem and her followers, everything seemed to have become more complicated. She was still no closer to finding out Salem’s true goals, only able to delay the attacks on the academies for the relics by sharing her own information about the maidens.

“Red,” Cinder said as she nudged her. “Are you going to answer her?”

Ruby paused for a moment as she realized everyone was looking at her. “I… I’m sorry but I didnt catch the question.”

Salem frowned and stood up, eyes locked onto Ruby. “Then I’ll ask you one more time: how do you know so much about the maidens?”

Ruby froze for a moment as she tried to think of an answer, one that wouldnt get her killed. She very well couldnt tell Salem the truth, but if she lied. Her voice cracked as she tried to answer, her eyes looking down at the floor as a glyph started to open up under her. “I-I uh…”

“She’s been intercepting reports to Ozpin.”

Ruby went quiet and looked over at Cinder for a brief moment. “I… have a contact that works with Ozpin and have been getting his reports that way. Its how I knew where the fall maiden was so Cinder could obtain those powers. And how we know the whereabouts of two other maidens.”

Salem slowly sat down. “I see. And how do we know that you havent been giving information in exchange?”

“You dont. However, Ozpin hasnt made any further moves to stop you. Qrow was still late to stop Cinder from killing the fall maiden, everything is still going according to plan in Vale with Roman, and Atlas is starting to become more and more divided between Atlas and Mantle. I… I can also get Cinder to the Beacon Vault to take the relic without alerting Ozpin. Take it right out from under him and move onto the next one.”

“If you’re certain that you can do that, then you and Cinder will go collect the crown. Once you have it, we’ll move to our next target as soon as Leonardo gives us the whereabouts of the spring maiden.”

Ruby sighed and nodded. “Yes, my goddess.”

“You and Cinder will make your way to Vale to obtain the relic-”

“But we cant yet!” Ruby hesitated when she realized she had stood up and slowly sat down. “I-I need to make sure everything is correct and-”

“And you’ll do as you’re told.”

Ruby froze as she was pulled to the ground by a few arms that came out of a glyph and started to pull her down. “I… I’ll take Cinder to the vault…”

Salem smiled. “And there wont be any problems.”

Ruby picked herself up as the arms let go of her and started to disappear. Her body shook as she took a deep breath and nodded. “I’ll make sure we dont have any trouble.”

“Then see to it that you come back with the relic.”

Ruby nodded and stood up to get herself ready, shaking with each step she took to her room. Her mind started to wander as she tried to think of a way to spin this to Ozpin, though she kept coming up short. Sure, she could tell him immediately, though if anything happened, Salem would be the first to find out and it wouldnt be long before she was on the chopping block. But if she didnt, then she’d have to make everything convincing for Cinder if they were caught. And the last thing she wanted was to fight her friends while she was supposed to be learning Salem’s plans.

She practically jumped as she felt a hand on her shoulder and instinctively reached for her scythe, pausing when she saw Cinder next to her. “Oh, Cinder. I… I didnt see you there.”

“Alright Red, what has you on edge?” Cinder asked. “You’re not acting like yourself today.”

“Its… nothing.” Ruby slowly lowered her arm and continued walking. “We’ll get to Beacon, get the relic-”

“And probably have to fight a few people you know, right?”

Ruby stopped in her tracks and put up a fake smile, hand twitching as she started to look for a way out. “What makes you think I know anyone there?”

“Because I’ve seen your scroll.” Cinder sighed. “I wont let anyone know, but that does mean you’ll have to make a choice soon. Either continue to help us, or help whoever it is you’re really working with.”

Ruby looked away from Cinder and dropped the smile she wore. “And if I dont make that choice?”

“Then someone will have to make it for you. And trust me, if it ends up being someone else, they can spin it however they want.”

Ruby faced Cinder again and watched her curiously. She wasnt sure when she started following Cinder or when she found her hand on the woman’s shoulder. “What do you mean? You’ve been through this?”

“Everyone here has.” Cinder opened the door to her room and motioned for Ruby to join her inside. “For me, it was my mentor. I… didnt exactly have a great childhood. Abandoned as a baby and sent to an orphanage, adopted by a woman who only wanted to use me as a slave and shocked me any time I messed up. Then… I met Rhodes. I stole his weapons to use to free myself, but he caught me and started to train me as a huntress. But, as time went on, I… I couldnt take it anymore.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Dont be. I killed my adopted family and Rhodes condemned me. He made my choice for me before I even had a chance. Hazel is here because Ozpin let his sister die. She was sent on a training mission that went wrong long before she could graduate Beacon. Hazel went to Ozpin for answers but was ignored and sent away before meeting Salem. Watts… well… he’s just an ass. I’m sure you’ve figured that out by now.”

Ruby nodded and sat down on Cinder’s bed. “And Mercury and Emerald?”

“Mercury was abused by his father and Emerald was in a similar position as me. So, I took them in and offered them a spot. But Salem, she ended up with the worst of it.”

“What happened?”

“She was cursed by the gods for daring to want her lover back.” Cinder scoffed. “Not like it really mattered to them. They cursed her and left her to wander in her own grief. Its why she wants to change the world. Undo the shackles of this world so no one has to know loss. So no one has to go through what she did.”

Ruby looked down at the ground and sighed. “Sounds like its been rough for all of you.”

“It has.” Cinder moved her hand to Ruby’s and smiled a bit. “And, if you end up staying with us, you can help us make a lasting change.”

“I… I dont know…”

“You have time to think things over.”

Ruby blushed a bit as she felt Cinder kiss her cheek. On instinct, she looked away to hide her blush, hand shaking slightly. “What was that for?”

“For helping me get these powers. Now, go get some rest. We have a long day ahead of us.”

Ruby nodded and slowly got up to make her way to her room, mind racing as she walked. Her heart was torn about fighting her team or staying with Cinder, wanting to make sure things could change no matter where she went. Once she made it to her room, she turned her scroll off and laid down to rest.

#ruby rose #rwby ruby rose #cinder fall #salem #rwby salem #defected rose au #defected rose #drabbles #fallen petals #cinder x ruby #yeah its going that route #rwby

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wordsarefakeokay · 7 months

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What does capitalism taste like

Does it taste like white picket fences and 2.5 kids

What about a dog in the backyard and BBQs on the weekend

Knowing all your neighbors names and having the HOA on speed dial

Does it taste like the life you want to live?

Are the HOA in your contacts because they keep calling you

Or are you calling them

Does that complicated C word taste the homogeneity in your neighborhood

Where the police arrive in 2 seconds flat, with a gate and a patrol to match

Does it taste like "I'll wait here for your manager" and weekends at the golf course

Does it taste like a martini because the trophy spouse has a long day?

Does it taste like security cams and a ranch on the property with the stable boys and the guest house to the side with the cabana ones?

Does it taste like equestrianship is in your blood from birth? What about fencing?

Does it taste like ivy league vines crawling up babies spines from birth?

Does it taste like "Harvard is your dream not mine" and then rebellion

Does rebellion look like a fully funded backpack trip to Europe with your first great love

Or does it look like "I'm going to work for my parents equally rich rival company"

Or does it look like different freedom, independence, simply a different life

Where you can still ask your parents for money because you reached a happy ever after in the movie

What does capitalism taste like

Happily ever after is fake for us real folks so it must hold true for those up top right?

People in gated communities who's stepford mother's figures are earned with the local book club

Who's menopause kicks in at the same pace because we're all just clucking hens bonding together aren't we

Aren't we all just girls looking to connect with other girls in line for the bathroom?

Let's be honest, we all have some kind of mommy issue don't we? #justgirlythings

And what about the men? Is it really just an opportunity to measure up?

Is it a subtle side eye to measure manhood, even tho bro code states "thou must not make eye contact with another bro I'm the bathroom"

Doe you feel like enough when you see a guy like your ex is now dating

Do you feel reassured when you notice your manhood is better?

Why does size matter?

Why am I automatically called "a little lady" by cowboys who are raised to believe "bigger in Texas" really means better

Is this what capitalism does

Does "be a man" follow men into the bathroom like "don't be a pussy" does for women?

Why must public communal bathrooms make us decide a gender right at that moment

Can't we measure a bathroom by the content of their room?

Stalls or urinals? Privacy or not? Right this way fellow citizen

Citizen. Human. Person. Life.

What does capitalism taste like

Does it taste like legislation against the gays?

No cakes no websites no space no homos

No healthcare no rights no sports pro bono

Hare dare anyone use pronouns! Fake news!

Them libs want you to think you can be referred to anything but your name. It's the devil's work

Didnt you hear that song? Call me by your name? He was a devil in the music I daresay! The devil!!

I'd let the devil fuck me

At least he would treat me right and show me a good time

What has capitalism done

This thing we fought for so that all our founders' legacies might have a future

Future away from tyranny and taxation and being slaves to our king

We have no kind any more, no crown jewels to protect, but we act the same

Why is the one who's always on top always the winner who writes the history

The winner who's educated

from a family with money

who were taught good Christian values

with a fencing rapier in hand and

Shakespeare in their veins

Is this what capitalism does

Dilutes us to the elite

Homogeneous suburbia and "all you need is fairy tales and you can be rich too"

Political correctness and "just find a man to solve your problems"

It's not just little girls who get told their not good enough

The gender non conforming community has definitely unlocked a whole cheat code on life

That and the furries who have been the scientific backbone of this country for eons

But why do my apples taste not like what an apple tree looks like in the movies?

The one in the corner of Mamma Mia on the isle in Greece

Where my problems were solved by not getting married but traveling the world as a skinny white woman with her Kenough manly man

Singing voice for character wink

Why don't my apples taste like those on the Grecian island where the stories of the locals are forgotten to the American story, the American dream

I escaped my mom and became one myself

I'm a self made woman now

With a mortgage she can't pay and life problems that were clearly solved by marrying the man who hurt her the most in life

Why doesn't my apple taste like how that apple tree looks?

Why doesn't it taste like the apple from the garden?

Why doesn't it taste like the freedom eve must have felt when she disobeyed

Why is the taste of temptation diluted in my cheap apple from the superstore in the fruit section

Does it taste like pesticide and FDA regulations

Who keeps them in check? The CDC? WHO?

The DOJ or FBI or NAFTA or the Geneva convention

Was it a Geneva suggestion or a line from the treaty of Versailles or did agent orange bring us here

How many babies were born deformed before I ate this apple

And how many nat GMO products have I consumed that my human body has endured?

What does capitalism taste like? Because I swear, remaining tribal lands must not be like this

Forgotten poor African villages eat different

Forgotten poor native south America cultures remain intact on top of mountains that the white or Spanish or French have not yet learned to monetize

And now they will never because the people on the ground know better and are stronger

And capitalism stays the same

Progress is progress no matter how small

But all this progress

Is it good for us

Good for our taste buds

They say to beware vaccines and microchips but aren't we already a cyborg because we carry a favored microchip in our hands?

The ones we avoid calls from home on and instead laugh at cat videos

We share, bare our souls online to strangers but the people in our lives could never break our pokerface

But if we were born this way

Would we ever know what capitalism tastes like

If we don't ask someone else?

Does capitalism taste like the additive sugar in a fun size bar of crunch

Does it taste like the chocolate take over energy found in the Nestle headquarters

Or does it taste like the cocaine they put into coca cola to keep people buying more

I'm not convinced that the girl scouts didn't take that idea for themselves

Does capitalism taste like the working conditions of these massive corporate overlords

Or the factories where they bottle and bag and package comfort for 1.25

Does it taste the endless metallic conveyor belts

Or the chance that peanuts were used in any of those products

Does it taste like our countries trade deal for cheap products made from other companies

Does it taste like the the sweat shops that make your favorite new shirt or those fashionable high tops

Does it take like the abused labor that built this country

Does it taste like all the ghost statues of people who should have been memorialized instead of forgettable white men from history

Does it taste like the rust they should have earned all along

Or does it taste like the pain of forgotten artists

The heart of Harlem the beasts of Boston the cheeps of the Cherokee

Does it sound like the ones who's names we forget

The neglected breaks of the Oregon trail the gentrification of the only pockets of culture in this country

The Japanese internment camps

Border patrol and the place where there was almost a wall

Are the tears of all the family members of witches still a part of Salem

What about the hurt caused by the fights for gender equality that excluded black women

Does capitalism taste like Jim Crow or strange fruit

Just because it's rotting in the back doesn't mean it's in our past

These caged birds still sing can't you hear?

I fear for my brother and my niece and my nephew daily, their lives matter too

Friends neighbors family

They're still part of your labor or did you forget what The 13th taught us

Toni Morrison, Frederick Douglas

Miles Davis, Billie Holliday

MLK and Malcom X

HER and Missy Elliott

They run in our veins

The revolution is not televised

Stonewall certainly can't be told by anyone else

Nor can we forget the power of black trans women in the creation of pride spaces

What about the flyover cities that are meant for rural living with signs screaming "no airport here"

The pain of the indigenous people who's land a mindless mall was built over

Being given back land that belonged to those born here ages past

Ancestral home can be yours with a side of steak knives

And while I'm here can I interest you in the Book of Mormon

What about their tears? Their blood their breaks their pain

Does capitalism taste like that?

The endless lost even now and memorialized in art with a red handprint to their portrait

The lack of water and resources to land promised back

Ancestral home returned but you're on your own. Unless you're ready to hear about our Lord and savior

When will we realize we aren't a savior to begin with

Is this what capitalism tastes like?

Institutions built for white people who forgot that the land isn't theirs and never was

Home of the brave where those with the most force and money can get anywhere

We're the underdogs, the land of opportunity, come on by

You just have to follow these few simple rules

So if you're not perfect or cookie cutter, don't worry we'll just sand around the edges

So you'll fit into these boxes and society can know what to do with you

But if you're too much or not enough be ready to hate the rest of your days here

Welcome to the country of goldilocks and fuck you if you're not "just right"

What does capitalism taste like for you?

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oddvanilla · 1 month

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Some vent idk skip this

Yeah so this vent isn't really about me cause I barely have any problems to be struggling with but uhh I guess I have a small issue in my life

So if I didn't mention this before, I sit at the very back of the class between my two friends, In front of me is my other friend and in front of that is one of my classmates that i barely talk to💔 I'm really extroverted and I'm the student council president of my class so im pretty much in good terms with everyone in my class (or else they would vote for me lol) and the ex president was this really popular girl and stuff, and i dont dislike her but i just dont see myself having a casual conversation with her because she thinks I'm loud and stuff but whatever. Then my classmate who's Infront of my friend is for some reason always staring at me and my friends whenever we're joking around and acting dumb, and my friends got REALLY bothered by it but i dont think its annoying, i just think its interesting and i got curious and why that classmate is always staring at me. I had eye contact with them a couple of times but it never went past that. The ex president girl picked a fight the other day with them and I felt really bad because they're always quiet and almost never talked to anyone before. I learned that my classmate has 2 younger twin sisters in the same class as my sister, and my sister was telling me yesterday that she made a "your dad" joke in front of them and they told her that their dad is dead, sadly. When my sister told me that last night I felt really horrible and guilty, even though I didnt do anything wrong. Maybe that's the reason why my poor classmate is so reserved and doesn't have any friends, I never saw them sit with anybody during lunch and they're always left out whenever people are picking their groups for projects and stuff. I let that classmate in my project group because I felt sorry that they were a leftover and nobody wanted them in their group. I don't want them to feel alone anymore, I wanna be their friend. But then my whole class will hate me because everyone hates them and hates anybody who's friends with them. I wanna be someone they'll remember and feel safe to always hug me when they're upset. But I don't know how my friends will take it. My friends are pretty much done with me lmao😭 they're a little introverted and don't like new people, but every week I'm bringing in people from lower or higher grades to sit with us during lunch, and let me tell ya, it takes them WEEKS to get along together. I'm pretty sure that there's a sob story behind why nobody likes that one classmate, but whatever it is, I bet it's some stupid teenage drama. I feel like I'm on their side even without knowing the full story, and I wanna make sure to make them feel wanted and loved. But idk, maybe I'm just being too open and my hopes are WAY too high. But whatever???? Everyone needs a sunshine-person in their life, and I don't mind doing that for free🤑🤑🤑

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soo0mi · 11 months

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When the sun hits .. — 17. human scum (written)

hey guys guess who’s back..

warnings ⚠️ — stalker ex bf ( weirdo 😒 )

wordcount ‼️— 1029 / 1.2k wrds

__ seven - eleven ( 1:58 pm )

beep beep — the noise sounded strangely familiar..

you firstly walked over to the chip aisle, looking for something savory you two could munch on. (ouu u a munch 🙈)

“ermm.. what should i buy..” you eyes wandered all over the shelves, looking for an appealing snack. no luck.

“nothing sounds or looks appetizing ..” you sulk, going thru your contacts to find the person who always came and confided in u ever since middle school.

the plan was supposed to be easy.. you go in the store, find snacks, then leave. you didn’t think you’d spend 20 whole minutes with nothing but your phone in hand and your wallet in your pocket.

ring.. ring.. ring.. waiting for him to pick up felt like an eternity.

“what” niki spoke slowly in a low, raspy voice

“dude, did you just wake up..” you check the time on your phone, 2:18 pm.

“and what about it, u got a problem w it ??” he sounds so hostile

“woahh i just asked a question, gang..” you scoff, “why are you so defensive” you say in a teasing tone.

beep beep — the door opened to an unpleasantly familiar face, that lame excuse for a human.

silence fills the air as you both face each other for the first time in god knows how long.

“yn..?? are you there?” the silence is deafening, “jesus fucking christ.” he mumbled as he hung up the phone.

“ynnie..” how dare he call you that after everything he’s done?

“dont call me that, dont ever think you deserve to say my name ever again.”

“can we talk please.” he seems to be desperate.

you look back at the selection of chips behind you.

a rough hand meets your arm from behind. turning around quickly, he flinched and took back his arm, “what the fuck do you want from me, Lee Jong suk.” (lets pretend hes not like old.. ☺️)

“i just wanna have a little talk.” he comes closer to you

“just say what you need to say, i bet its useless anyways.” you back away from him, “nothing useful ever comes out of your shit-hole mouth.”

he kept coming closer to you but you kept backing up. thud! you hit your head and backed into a corner, that was his fucking plan.

holding his hand out, he reached out to your face.

“jong suk.” you recognized the mans low voice

“..niki.” the scum turns around, “long time no see?”

as your childhood bestfriend drags your lowlife ex out the store, you dialed the police. you reported jong suk to the police after you accidentally stumbled upon his attic.

(flashback) — 10:37 am, monday

he always told you that the attic door was locked shut and that he couldn’t budge it in, you didnt think anything of it until you heard footsteps above his room. you gathered some tools you thought would help you open the door and waited till he went to work. jong suk worked a 9-5 job so you had plenty of time to try and open the attic.

it turns out it wasn’t that hard to open it, just needed s lil unscrewing and 20 minutes!

you opened the “abandoned attic” filled with pictures and information of girls your age. it was startling to know this side of your beloved jong suk.

you cautiously entered and wandered around the triangular room looking for clues on what the hell he made the room into.

what a fucking creep. —

you heard footsteps heading towards the bedroom, it seems like you lost track of time and stayed longer than you expected. you patted your pockets to look for your phone but it’s nowhere to be found, “oh my fucking god, i left it in the bedroom.” you run your hands thru your hair and scrunch it.

you carefully walked over, avoiding any creaking noises, to the computer near the erotic pictures of women, you felt disgusted.

time : 1:29 pm

wait, what the fuck.. why’s he home so early ? you started at the main screen Nd found a folder named ‘Huh Yun-jin.’

you were frightened by everything. the pictures, the folders, the information, and especially your boyfriend. You stood up and [bang!] knocked over a cup of pencils, you didn’t notice that it was there. the footsteps got louder and louder until it reached the attic door, you need to find a way to escape this psycho.

you looked around and found nothing but a window, your only exit. the attic door opened, jong suk grabbed your foot weakly and you managed to kick him down the ladder. you ran to the window and jumped, adrenaline was pumping throughout your veins, you didnt feel anything.

you ran to the nearest station and reported him for the criminal harassment of multiple women.

(which is like 3/4 years of prison idk 😣)

( end of flashback ☺️☺️ ) — 2:47 pm

“are you okay?” niki came back to comfort you

“yeah, but he just got my face dirty!!” you complained while looking at a mirror, “i just did my skin care + a mask and now he ruined ittt..” you say, sulking.

“bro.” he snickered, “just tell your millionaire boyfriend to take you to get a facial or something.”

he took your phone and dialed ‘soon to be malewife’ ; “what the hell is that contact name, noona..”

“hello?” even through the phone, jeongin’s voice was like an angels.

“hyung, your gf wants to go to a salon and do a facial.”

“yahh!! i never said that, he’s lying!” you snatch the phone out of niki’s hands.

jeongin giggles, “ill get you anything you want, just ask, okay?”

your jaw fell to the FLOOORRR. “im going to kiss u so bad, kys” niki cringed at your response.

“i love you too, what snacks u got so far?”

“oh.. abt that..” you both told him what happened (and who the guy is, duhh)

“what a fucking creep, i hope his balls slowly get eaten by a dog.” you and niki giggle at his response, “anyway, where do you guys wanna eat?? ill get you two food.”

(what a gentleman😢😢)

no hate to my bae jong suk 😢😢

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#jeongin x reader #stray kids smau #yang jeongin #le sserafim #soo0mi #spotify #enhypen #jeongin smau #niki enhypen

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fanfiction4sooya · 4 months

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thanksies, i guess this isnt really a problem its like making me confused..so i have a problem in school(yes im a minor im so sorry😔) i like this one girl whos like 1 yr older than me, i really like her and i kind of stalked her ig acc and i knew that she likes aespa..and since it was almost time for school holidays, i decided to confess but, i used my other account and tried to be someone else just to see something..i said "hey i like you, its ok if u dont accept because im only letting my feelings out, i also wanted to tell you that (my name) likes you too but didnt want to confess to you." i kind of exposed myself so it wont look obvious, her friends have beef with me for some reason..and then she replied with "oh im straight" and i was like okay...then i told myself to move on and i did..then when school reopened, she starts searching for me, looking at me, staring, making eye contact with me. and tbh she would even follow me sometimes..i dont want to be called delulu but i know what i saw..and i want your honest opinion on this..

also im sorry if this confused you i didnt really know how to explain😞

Oh honey bun... I am sorry you are going through those tough things.

Well, there's a few ways this could go down. I understand you secretly telling your feelings, you tested the waters; but since you've done it anonymously these looks and stares might be of:

1- Confusion as to why the "person" who told her about your feelings did that in the first place (like she might be asking who of your friends would tell on you like that). I know if it was me I'd feel bad for you having someone in your life willing to tell a major secret like that;

2- Since you told me you are a minor (btw, don't take any of my works to life or interact with them please) she probably is one too or 18 ish, she might not be out yet. You know, it's hard to getting accepted and if that's the case she might be trying to hide it or not show too much and jump into conclusions. Everyone has their own pace when it comes to coming out, not everyone feels safe to do it (understandably so). So try to be friendly if she ever stares at you again and hope for the best. You technically didn't make the first move, someone did it for you so she might be considering if it's true or not. (Also if her friends have something against you she might be scared of going after you and losing her friends or being judged, etc).

3- She is straight and it's staring because now she knows you are a sapphic and in love with her. (Or at least now she suspects it, since there's no confirmation on your part)

Well, that's it. I think patience is key in things like this, specially because you are young and so is she. Just don't let her "rejection" get too much in your mind. It's hard being a teenager, I know, but try your hardest to not run straight into dangerous situations when it comes to dating someone of the same gender as you.

I hope I was of any help, luv 💖💖 and please keep your chin up, hun. There's plenty of girls out there, try to be as confident as you can!!

(if someone has any helpful advice or feels like correcting me on something, please let me know)

#lua rambles

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Good evening! i am here for the matching request! if its not over yet of course!

I have black hair and Jellyfish cut which used to be wolfcut but grew and became jellyfish one ><

and my zodiac sign is Gemini, i am not really sure on my mbti but i think its either ISFP or INFP :)) (but i think its the latter one tho)

i dont really have anything specific about me, but i do get sick like get really often once in like 2 or 3 weeks!

I like writing a poem or short letters and sometimes i enjoy making little book for my brother (aka fairytale) , And i love listening to musics like, Lily chou-chou , LAMP, (calming music). I am not a good artist but i enjoy drawing things such as my favorite character or some kind of styles!

I hate insects i think they are really disgusting and i believe i have phobia of it!! I dont like making direct eye contacts with person i am not used to, its really awkward. I despite people who has too biased opinions.

My favorite games are: Yandere simulator, Minesweeper, and any of the "bad dream" games! (bad dream: coma etc)

I like watching romance movies but i also like thriller movies my favs are! Alice in borderland, Coffee and Vanilla and lastly Sweet home (also crash landing on you) .

My fav artist is LAMP and i love some authors as osamu dazai etc and i love jaejoong (he looks way better irl and some of the tv shows did him dirty) and also cavetown!

I have hard time making decisions. I dont like socializing with people but i am pretty much fine with delivering debate! I tried to but i cant cook i am really really bad at it and the only thing i can make which is close to food is fried egg and ramen. I am scared of lots of things such as lighting matches, ducks etc. I like sleeping a lot. (i am not sure if they were too useless info)

I would like to get matched in twst or bsd! any of them is fine which you see fit!

I hope i didnt bother you and be safe<333 Have a nice day love!

WOW im jealous of your hair :O You didn't bother me at all love please be safe and have a nice day too! <3 (*≧ω≦*)

I match you with... (っ＾▿＾)💨

JAMIL VIPER!

First of all, I think the most compatible thing about Virgo and Gemini is that whenever one needs to take the lead, the other takes the lead. This is very important for you because both of you can sometimes get tired of daily life and ask for a break. The reason why INTJ and IXFP are very compatible together is that they respect each other's personal space and provide a very sweet flow of emotions, albeit silently. <3

Jamil finds your sweet silence and inability to look at anyone attractive. He has always loved respectful people. Although he seems angry that you can't cook, it's not a problem at all! I know he hides it with his tsundereness but he likes to cook for you and enjoys it. It saddens him that you get sick often because he loves you a lot :( I see that he stays in your dorm until the morning to take care of your illness, no matter how busy his day is.

I think the main problem in your relationship would be Jamil's slavery and accumulated emotions. He tries not to show it to you, but it obviously wears down his mood and this causes fights between you. However, as the pride of the fight fades, he runs to you and you make up immediately because you both understand very well where the problem comes from. I don't see any big problems in your relationship other than the ones that life drags on.

Some moments I dream of for you two: Making an anti-insect mix together and proudly spraying all over the place and falling in love with each other even more, with Jamil's eyes watering as you read your poems for him and he writes you a poem called "ya habibi" in beautiful arabic, giggling together while making fun of funny scenes while watching romantic movies and finally showing scalding sands the sweetest night couple while holding each other's hand on the roof of kalim's house and looking at each other with your foreheads leaning against each other <3

#by.aychu #matching/shipping event!#jamil viper #jamil viper x reader #jamil #twst #twisted wonderland

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harryshousesworld · 1 year

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𝐼𝑇𝑆 𝑌𝑂𝑈 – ZAYN MALIK ONE SHOT

ZAYN MALIK + FEMALE CHARACTER

Olivia just a normal girl with dark brown hair and brown eyes who wanted to life her life as long as she could ,she was a huge fan of one direction and all of the members but the band disbanded afther five years at least she got the luck to go to theyre concert when she was a kid,but she still love theyre solo careers she still has her first 1D pillow and still love them all equally.

While on zayn’s side he was getting ready to go on tour,yes he left the band first but he still got all the memories he made, all his concert he played with the boys, all the fun they had when they were younger ,all the good things in life but afther he left he started dating gigi hadid the famous model they had a kid but gigi’s mother wouldnt let zayn saw his daugther because they created fake acusations about him so he left gigi’s house and go to his own house and he was alone all the time sometimes he checked his coments on his post and saw someone named olivia he remembered her he knew she was a fan of one direction because she used to go to theyre concerts all the time and at the end of the concert they ended up finding something in commun and decided to keep in contact but since zayn left 1D and the family problems he havent talk to any friends from his past , so since he trusted her he decided to texted her he holded his phone with his tan and beautiful finger and texted olivia .

“ your olivia rigth?” olivia was walking trougth tiktok and then she saw a message poping off her phone she opened instagram and saw it was zayn she tougth for a moment” could really be him, how does he still remember me its been ages”she asks to herself and smiles looking to her phone and texts zayn back “hey its me!” she asnwers happily and waits for zayn’s text zayn saw that she asnwer back and he smiled but since he wanted to make sure it was her he decided to ask if it was really her “are you that tiny little girl with barbie’s glasses girl?” olivia saw and asnwered back “yup thats me.” She said taking a sip of her Camomille tea , zayn looked trougth the message and said “i missed you so much, im sorry i didnt talk to you in a while..i was going trougth some hard time” she looked worried at his message and said “its okay dont worry, you have your life!” zayn looked relived and said “maybe we could hangout some time?” olivia smiled back again and said “of course!” zayn smiled and texted her saying “ maybe at a cofee shop” olivia answered back saying “of course!” then zayn had to sleep because he had work the next day “look , i gotta go to sleep tomorrow is a big day , i got work to do but before i go i’ll text you” she looks at his messages and texts him back “sure! But take care of yourself zayn” zayn just read the message and turned his phone off and go to bed while olivia was holding her phone next to her chest while thinking about what just happened then she decided to get up get some pijamas take a shower and go to bed , she putted her phone charging and before go to sleep she pinned her hair up so her hair wont fall on her face while she sleeps , afther that she lays on bed and covers herself and falls asleep.

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micewithknives · 1 year

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I posted 481 times in 2022

That's 66 more posts than 2021!

84 posts created (17%)

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I tagged 462 of my posts in 2022

Only 4% of my posts had no tags

#archaeology - 310 posts

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#this - 39 posts

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#academia - 25 posts

#theres a mouse loose in a hospital - 23 posts

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#place me in tumblr jail and you will be forced to read an archaeological report of the contents of the tumblr jail dungeons

My Top Posts in 2022:

One of your posts said you could tell us about pre-contact textiles and that sounds incredibly interesting! Do you have any examples you think are particularly neat?

Hey anon - I'm afraid you've got me muddled up with the tags from @buckets-of-dirt from this post who im sure can tell you ALL about that given the opportunity

australia doesnt really have pre-contact textiles per se in terms of a weaving type technology. but sewing and working with skins, as well as string and cord making was very common

not an archaeologically common find - but i love them and even though Wally is the one you want to talk to, imma tell you all about these anyway because i love them.

possum skin cloaks - they typically started for a baby, and then were added to and grown as the child aged. they dont typically survive from past periods since individuals were often buried in them

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anyway i love them and everyone should read about them (x) (x) (x)

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Welcome to archaeology. Lesson #1, dirt has a smell. Lesson #2, please ignore the fact that literally everything smells of dirt.

426 notes - Posted June 8, 2022

Life as an archaeologist means that sometimes you will have to accept the fact that sometimes you dream about archaeology.

It also means you must accept waking up and criticising your subconscious’ excavation technique

689 notes - Posted March 9, 2022

Side effect of archaeology that i didnt realise WAS a side effect of archaeology #1482

turns out i cant stop staring at the ground when walking across a paddock and could be staring at the sunset instead

(and no, i dont mean ‘dont trip and fall’ occasionally keeping an eye on your feet, i mean like gave myself a crick in my neck automatically scanning for artefacts level staring at the ground)

955 notes - Posted October 9, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

The distinct lack of decent archaeology books and movies and tv shows and all that is an actual travesty and im still not over this

i just really want a sitcom of whacky fieldwork shenanigans ok

1,667 notes - Posted January 12, 2022

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married-guy-still-looking-4-love · 26 days

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My last night in Plymouth

Im writing this on my last night of a weeks stay in a hotel in plymouth for work. I arrived on Monday night around 9:30pm after a long travel, managed to eat dinner in the restaurant just in time as it closes @9:30 pm (beef burger & chip) and went to my room and slept.

I turned up for breakfast and there she was, a beautiful, curvy lady wearing B&M polo top, jeans, glasses and her hair tied back, she sat with a colleague I presume as she was wearing the same top but most importantly, they both were from different worlds. I would not have put them together unless it was work related (its my opinion anyway).

They sat on a table to the right hand top corner from where I sat on my own, she sat facing me as he colleague sat with her back to me, I could not help myself but enjoy looking at her beautiful face as she talked and laughed with her colleague, for sure she did notice me looking at her and from what i gathered she enjoyed my eyes falling on her and when our eyes met as her face turned red and flicked her hair with a gentle beautiful smile.

I really enjoyed that morning having my breakfast and looking at her beautiful face and her curvy thighs in the jeans she was wearing, specially when our eyes met.

That evening i finished my work and came back to the hotel and went straight to the restaurant as i was starving, and to my beautiful surprise they were there, sitting on a table under the TV in the hotel bar/restaurant, I found myself a nice table facing the TV and close to them, she was facing me and her colleague had her back to me but kept looking at me with a smile, which made me think that they have talked about me.

I sat enjoying my drink watching football on TV as well as looking at her, i really thought there was something there, in my head i really wanted her to come back to my room just to stay in my cuddle on the bed and to tell me about her life and about all her problems so I can take them all away and make them disappear . I decided to make the first move after nearly an hour of us looking at each others, I went to their table with a gentle smile and offered to buy their next round of drinks but SHE said no thanks, she went a bit red and laughed to her colleague so I went back to my table and sat there carrying on enjoying my drink as they both passed me on the way out. Her colleague looked at me and smiled but she didnt make any eye contact.

I didnt see her for breakfast the following morning but I did see her for dinner and she was part of a group of 4 girls, She sat where we can see each others but sadly no more communications were made and i have heard her talking to a member of staff that tonight is her last night (same as me), I really tried to show her i really liked her without bringing attention on myself or her but i had no success, they all passed me on the way out at the end of the night and she was last to pass me, I stared at her from the moment she stood up to go ignoring looking at any of the first three to find out she did not make eye contacts with me at all but a loud laugh as she walked through the door.

I have no idea how to describe that moment in words or the feelings I have felt as she passed me with me knowing ...... THIS IS IT!!!

#plymouth #Ibishotel #ibis #looking4love #fate #unfound love #hollow heart

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freemindedspirit · 6 months

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Hi miaro..

Im in my first year graduation and there is this guy, he is my senior..

There is a strange, how do I say, i didn't knew him properly and when I met him a few months back it was not that good meeting too but I don't know what it was, I started to kindoff get obsessed with him,not in a bad way,it was, as I got to know him more I got into him and saw myself in him...

I felt him like myself,

I go through his social media and watch him and I just cant take my eyes off of him, this started to happen around 6 months ago and I strangely used to feel like "he is the one"...

I was at the best times, I felt like I won over everything and it was crazy feeling, but slowly I don't know why but things started to turn negative, people I didn't wanted to meet came back into my life, things that I ignored, few situations and emotions I had forgotten, it's like life is restarting again from the beginning and wanting me to work on all those things and it's tiring and toxic as hell...

It's like I met him, he made me feel like a queen, and once I started to feel that way life was like this this this this it's like showing a mirror to who I'm...

Strangely he is going through same experiences as me not the romantic one, that I don't know but more about issues with family, friends, few life problems we face, when he shares few post or when we gather for any group meetings or college fest, he shares exact thoughts like something I had in my mind, say we are talking about an old song or view on life, he shares exact words and it's crazy ..

There are so many I want to share but I'm going through awakening and life is shifting in the sense that it's meaning, what actually matters and all...

And I'm growing more and more towards that person too ..

Could it be a twinflame thing? Can you please help me out with what it could be?

But what's strange is, I have not seen him experience any sort of things romantically, we are not in contact that much too and I don't want to be judged too.. if it was a twinflame thing he would've felt same right but why did he trigger me so much, and why do I feel so confident in him as to he being the one?

Other than the romantic angle 😜 everything fits in and I just don't know how to go about it..

What if I tell him all these and he laughs his ass off

Also there is a girl in his class he probably likes, guys around tease him with her, so I don't wanna mess, my heart breaks but I just cant stop loving him and the way he makes me feel..

Some sort of lesson-causing soulmate ? Probably. Twin Flame ? There isnt much here to show that. Yes, i do see that the two of you meeting may have caused some mayhem in both your lives. But graduations in general tend to do that.

Obsession has nothing to do with any kind of soulmate. Feeling like someone is the one is also extremely subjective, and there are so many stories of people thinking someone was the One when it just was not true, i do not think it is sufficient to indicate anything, especially since soulmates are not even supposed to be the One in the first place.

The romantic angle, as you said, also has nothing to do with twin flames, or any meaning towards what you are meant to learn whatsoever.

A twin flame does not necessarily feels the same about you as you do. They are simply a soul that mirrors yours and if coming across each other in a life, both should learn major learn lessons.

Let him laugh his ass off, who cares. But according to what you have given me, there is no good reason to think this is a twin flame relationship, so even less to talk to him about it.

Honestly, I just think you are having a crush...

He may not reciprocate, in which case ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. it may feel like you're in love and he's special, but likely he's just some guy that you have a lot in common with that you met at turning point on your life. Or at least, you didnt give info that make it seem different.

I see my answer seems very cynical, however this is as genuine as i can be to help you in the circumstances you have chosen to give me.

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