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ourflagmeansgayrights · 7 months

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ofmd s2e1 rewatch where i pause to jot down my thoughts and other random shit

not quite a reaction post bc i've already watched the whole thing. not quite a liveblog bc it's one post and it's probably gonna take me a full hour to get through a 28 minute episode at the rate of pausing and typing i'll be doing

s2e1, s2e2, s2e3, s2e4, s2e5, s2e6, s2e7, s2e8

anyway, pirate time:

i love how much fun con is having choking on his own blood

dream!stede's extremely teary face right before he takes off running down the beach is doing psychic damage to me

also dream!stede's stupid ridiculous outfit with all the long ribbons and shit...

ed and stede make contact so hard shjfkhsgjkfd the loud OUGH sounds from both of them

also the return of ed's old beard! i didnt expect to see her at all this season, so that was a surprise.

"babe" "love" im tearing out my own hair

stede has yet to learn that ripping ass near your beloved can be a love language

stede is a terrible fucking roommate just deal with wee john's gas in silence like the rest of them. goddamn.

WHO HAS THE OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH TRAMP STAMP. WHO IS THAT.

i like when the background OST is familiar to me lol the little strings when stede starts his letter throwing me back to s1

olu: that–that's the swede the swede: Im the swede roach: he's single ;) me: *pissing my pants with laughter*

also the direct confirmation that the swede literally doesn't have a name. incredible

shjkfhdhfkj the crew encouraging him. stede's "it's okay" and roach "be brave" im CRYINGGGGG

stede doing customer service is something that can be so personal. "reservation?" "eat my fuckin' shit" "right! walk-ins, then" average restaurant experience

the random background guy saying "my favorite hand!" abt getting stabbed in the hand is making me giggle. i love the humor on this show

why does stede have so much shoulder movement going on when he's walking through the bar. whore behavior.

"this is for mom!" sorry but i want to know more abt whatever's going on there

also the purple mohawk. dope.

buttons is so distressed LET HIM RETURN TO THE SEA THESE CONDITIONS ARE INHUMANE

"i know the odds of you finding this are slim but so were the odds of us finding each other in the first place" IM RIPPING OFF MY OWN SKIN

also stede's lil sad hopeful smile after throwing the bottle... i care him

i love how they make this wedding fucking suck so we don't feel too bad abt the whole massacre thing. "the natural condition of humanity is base and vile. it is the obligation of people of standing, such as yourselves, to elevate the common human rabble through the sacred transaction of matrimony" if i was at a wedding and the officiant said that i'd also start killing people probably

yayy murder montage :)

FANG BREAKING THAT GUY'S SPINE OVER HIS KNEE

the whole cake scene is so fucking funny im sorry. i love u jim drawing the line at attacking a shitty wedding. i love u archie who wasn't here for the good old days so you dont really see a problem with how things are. i love u frenchie with ur box in ur brain that u never open again. i love u fang it's gonna get better i swear. i love u frenchie again bc u just took the cake right out of fang's hands while he was fucking sobbing hfjhgkjhdkjkf

I MISS IVAN JUSTICE FOR IVAN. wish they could've said he'd just fucked off somewhere instead of dying but i think that would've raised the question of why hasn't anyone else fucked off since they all seem so miserable

very relieved that stede isn't taking the racist/antisemitic caricature drawings of ed to make like a boyfriend scrapbook like some people were theorizing. would've been overkill if after episode 4 from last season stede still didn't realize that ed hated these sorts of depictions of him.

INTERESTING DETAIL THO the background music in this scene is "a pirate's life" aka the song frenchie sang in the pilot. it's an instrumental version obviously but yeah i recognize that tune

also more cool background ppl with dyed hair man i love this show

zheng yi sao flirting with olu is so good. he deserves it.

how nice of ed to offer his drugs to the crew. sharing is caring.

also it's so funny to me that the thing izzy is tormented by is ed saying "you can't do the job, someone else will" the toe thing's happened three times and apparently that was fine but the thing the show edits together right before izzy breaks down into the most pathetic aheemheem whimpers isn't any of that it's ed threatening to fire him

also they cut ed throwing knives at izzy!! what the hell.

releasing the clip of izzy crying kinda ruined it for me when it came time to watch it in the show bc i watched it several times since it dropped and now seeing it in context i was like "ok i've seen this already fast forward." i mean i didnt fast forward through it but i did kinda zone out bc i've seen this bit already. this post kinda sums up my thoughts on it

"trifling ingrate plan" dshkjfshgdskhfjkhgkjh

"SEMI-CLEAN WATER"

JACKIE CALLING THE SWEDE "BOO CAKES"

"i know that guy we had breakfast together!" "you'll be having a lot of breakfasts-es together" "oh, okay" i fucking love this whole dynamic like i can tell they're writing the swede out of most of the episodes for budget reasons (sorry nat faxon) but by god do they give him such an excellent fucking send-off. can't wait to see him again when he's in his trophy husband number 20 era

roach is upset abt not being able to cook, buttons is tied up so he doesn't go running back to the sea (i assume). stede you are not giving your crew the environment they need to thrive.

olu being an optimist :)

buttons opens his mouth to drink the rain and in the background u can see roach yanking the rope around buttons back fhdjskgfjhgkjfh STEDE YOUR SEA WITCH CANNOT THRIVE IN THESE CONDITIONS

stede tries to make things sound good in his bottle letters to ed but out loud he says his actual insecurities... it's so fucking tasty tho that he thinks ed could be doing better without him and THAT'S why he's been stalling so much. not afraid for his life even a little bit he just assumes he's not wanted. brb i have to cry now

"im sorry if that's a little bit creepy" "you are creepy" in this scene where they're soaked from the rain. ofmd said this prince ricky guys is creepy and wet.

stede's fucking FACE when prince ricky says "you're my hero" his fucking "clearly you dont own an air fryer" face I CANT STAND HIMMMMMM (affectionate)

prince ricky "these rubes" "men of our standing" yeah i cant fucking stand this guy (derogatory) i love how he's barely even in this episode

stede's face when the swede is talking abt how happy he is with jackie... my man believes in love so much im gonna cry

also in what fucking way does the swede owe them a life debt. roach and buttons literally tried to eat him

izzy's "you know me better than anyone knows me and i daresay the same about you" this is literally so false i dont even know where to begin. izzy in e6 being like "if i didnt know any better i'd think maybe ed might possibly maybe be actually enjoying bonnet's company" while ed and stede are giggling and making each other friendship bracelets. this guy doesn't know ed at all.

also i cant get over how izzy wont make eye contact he's like staring blankly into the middle distance delivering these lines so flatly until he goes to say "i have... love for you" and in that moment he looks like he'd rather ed were feeding him more toes.

"im worried about you, we all are" not gonna lie my dude you've had a weird way of showing it thus far. where was all that worry when you told him he was better off dead than wearing a robe and singing songs?? where was that fucking love then?

and NOW izzy wants to talk it through. izzy literally voted to make blackbeard great again and now he wants to give open communication a chance???

lmao there's a limit to how many characters can be in a bulleted list so here's fucking. part two. on the same post:

ed asking everyone if the vibe is poisonous and fang cant stop crying and ed's face is just like "eh good enough" im fdhksgfkjtdkh

anyway ed with a loaded gun under his chin talking to himself is hurting me so fucking much actually. ed my beloved babygirl for whom i would die. this poor traumatized man. yes he is making this workplace toxic as hell but god. GOD. im gonna throw up.

the way ed is so fucking casual about shooting izzy in the leg. just calm and jovial as he promotes frenchie to first mate. stepping over izzy all crumpled on the floor. everything about this is so fucking good. i mean it's horrible for ed and everyone around him but for me watching the show this shit is DELICIOUS. i love when the pirates get violent and unhinged i love when this shit gets fucked up. ed's mental state is so bad right now and it is causing me severe anguish but also it is so tasty. fuck.

anyway frenchie trying to turn down the promotion fhjkghdfjkhf

the cut to the swede performing the husbandly duties is INSANE. COMPLETE TONAL WHIPLASH. I LOVE THIS SHOW.

"fuck those hammies up!" spanish jackie i love you

black pete why are you so fucking loud AND WHY WOULD YOU JIX IT LIKE THAT???

why is prince ricky so small. he's like a full head shorter than stede. also this guy is insufferable i love how stede just fucking abandons him fhjkgdhkdfghkj

"the calf muscle is the most mysterious of alllll the muscles" what the FUCK does that even mean. oh swede i will miss you

NOSE REMOVAL FUCK YES. I LOVE THIS SHOW.

obsessed with the swede playing dumb. the dramatic gasp. "wow, so bad!" fhjsghdkjf

"aint you that soup bitch?" "im the money bitch" i love women.

sfdsjkh spanish jackie being into double-crossing. and slapping the swede's ass on the way out. i love this show

i love how zheng says "this much indigo is worth three times what i paid" while spanish jackie and the husbands are still like, right there. and they just don't hear that bit. incredible.

OUGH the back of jim's weird rope armor looks like a ribcage that's so cool

i love how jim is so fucking bad at telling this story. i love how the monkey's paw comes into it. i love fang asking them to do the voice. i love archie trying to hold back her laughter i love jim and fang giggling together I LOVE THIS SHOW

ed's fucking voice breaking through his whole convo with frenchie. im tearing out my own teeth

HEY DID YOU GUYS KNOW THEY HAVE POST-CREDITS SCENES IN THIS SEASON?????????? WHAT THE HELL

i take back what i said about jim being bad at telling this story their version is so much fucking better. squeaky voice "I pray to you, Dark Lord, to make me real flesh! I want to be real flesh!" IM FUCKING OBSESSED. JIM I WOULD DIE FOR YOU

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swishmahbish · 1 year

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Power Outage

Solomon x fem Reader

Warnings: smutt

Summary: You are playing an innocent game of musical chairs when the power goes out and somebody starts getting steamy with you. The only problem is, you don’t know who since it’s pitch black.

It was a stormy night and you were over at Purgatory Hall playing musical chairs with Simeon, Luke, and Solomon. Luke lost the first round and angrily declared he was going to get a snack, slamming the door as he left. Solomon chuckled at that, but you felt bad for the kid. “I’m going to go check on him,” you said, heading for the door. However, right as your hand grasped the doorknob, the power went out. The room you were in had no windows, so it was pitch black.

Suddenly you felt arms creep around your waist from behind you and you gasped in surprise. “Shhhh,” you heard in your ear. You couldn’t tell whether it was Simeon or Solomon. Then a hand slipped under your shirt and started lifting it up as you inhaled sharply. Thank goodness it was pitch black so nobody could see how red you were becoming. The other hand grabbed your waist and turned you around so your now exposed back was against the cold door, and you were now facing whoever was doing this to you. You heard the lock click behind you, and you grew nervous.

The next thing you knew soft lips crashed into yours and you barely held back a moan as a tongue darted into your mouth sloppily. Whoever was doing this was being messy; desperate. Hands continued to explore your exposed skin as you decided to screw it and deepened the kiss back.

You decided two could play at this game as you let your hands slip under their shirt and explored the new territory, finding their pecs and rubbing your thumbs over their nipples. This got you a grunt in return as the other person went to unhook your bra. Normally you would have shoved them away, but now you were getting drawn into the hungry atmosphere as if you were almost in a lustful trance.

You shimmied your shoulders to help the bra straps slide off and you felt the kiss be broken, only for their mouth to be replaced on one of your boobs instead. You grabbed a fistful of their hair as they sucked on your nipple, biting your tongue to suppress any noises that dared to escape you.

“So,” you heard echo from the corner of the room. It was Simeon speaking. “Are we just going to continue to sit here in silence or are we going to go check on Luke?” You and the other person, who you realized must be Solomon, froze, remaining silent.

Suddenly you felt Solomon resume sucking your nipple but more aggressively this time, and you gasped out loud. Knowing it was Solomon turned you on even more, and you started hungrily grinding against the bulge in his pants. Solomon came back up and whispered in your ear, “Desperate, are we?” You could hear the grin in his satisfied voice and if you weren’t so horny right now you’d slap him. Instead, you only nodded in reply, despite knowing he couldn’t see you do so.

You heard Simeon sigh since he didnt get any response from the two of you, but it was drowned out by how desperate you were for Solomon. You reached a hand down and grabbed his ass as you continued grinding against him sloppily. He responded by grabbing your boob and drawing circles with his thumb over your sensitive nub. You felt like you were going to burst from holding back your moans which was becoming more and more impossible to do by the second.

A buzz was heard overhead as the lights turned back on and instantly Solomon froze. However, you were so dazed that you kept grinding against Solomon and squeezing his ass, not caring if Simeon saw you. In fact, the thought of Simeon seeing you turned you on more.

It was someone knocking on the door behind you that snapped you back to your senses and you quickly re-clasped your bra and put your shirt back down before unlocking and stepping away from the door, allowing Luke to come back in.

“That was so scary! I was all alone in the dark!” Luke exclaimed. “Why didn’t you come find me, Simeon?”

All of your gazes shifted over to a blushing Simeon, who was standing stiff as a log and had his eyes wide open, looking like he had just seen something horrendous. Which, to be fair, he did.

As Luke walked over to Simeon and tried asking him what was wrong, you looked over at Solomon who had the biggest shit-eating grin on his face. “We’ll finish this later,” he mouthed to you smugly.

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Author’s Note: Writing this fanfic is how I decided to spend my birthday lmao. I thought of it during a power outage (go figure)

#obey me shall we date #obey me solomon #om! solomon #solomon x reader

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gerard5d · 2 months

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remembered some of my host design thoughts from 2020 just gonna straight up copy and paste them some grammar mistakes don't mind that too much

host design progress/thoughts/etc/etc

schmitty - when i listened to his (scared) tmp2 voicelines i imagined him (and did like 2 doodles) as a humanoid red quip. whether or not that's because me and my friends memed said quip a lot and i began assoisating the quip with schmitty might...idk be up in the air lol.

anyways i basically made him a human verison of the red quip and my human verison for him came later

cookie masterson - i think i listened to his F U easter eggs? and then boom. cookie, made his tie a ...cookie tie bc of his name lol

REDACTED - i think i listened to the tmp1 " voice reveals "? i forgot, man it's only been two months. anyways i know i based their look soley on something said on their tumblr page, " based raised in the woods ". and i made their " not shadowy " form not too long after

to quote myself: " well hes a serial killer or something right " . oh and i believe i made his shirt purple bc that color is sometimes associated with evil! woo. as for my first take on his Totally normal man in society he did not seem like a guy that could play off being a Totally normal man in society. he had fricking pink eye and was bleeding from his mouth and looked really sickly

todd - ah the funny internet man! my first design for him ..funky hair. i know i went through like 3 hairstyles for him and whether or not i wanted to give him shorts.

the 3 things that stayed through out all the designs are: shades, fire tie/fire on the pants and green crocs. now that i think about it his clothes are weird lol..

nate - soley based on his F U easter egg. " i'm pretty (fricking) expensive. " i also wanted to use a different head shape.

from my first sketch of him, nothing has really changed except for the stripes on his tie

guy towers - oh fgod my first reference drawing of him, the colors and design are pretty much the same now except i changed his shoes a bit and give him a short ponytail

idk hes the sports guy and sports people wear visors...yea

oh my gosh i think i gave guy a ponytail bc of some " au doodle/ the whereabouts of the ydkj hosts "

binjpipe - oh uhhhhhh ,is pink , hair shapes a b, she is the only character with a eye color (i guess bc i didnt really bother giving eye colors to any of my hosts)

my design for it has not changed, the onyl thing i added recently was circuits on her hands! bc . idk circuits are cool

schmitty but human - ohhey i found it, i imagined in his ydkj days hes just...pretty tired. hence gray hairs! and i know the tie i very loosely based on Funny Faster Funnier or wahtever it is

dr ro (hc name: dr.rangsey) - short science girl! idk i think the phrase " lab safety is mint colored! " fits her and thats something i thought about..and her colors are based on her game

again her design did not change much i think i just made the labcoat look better

hfelicia - ohhh i remember really wanting to make a design for her . i was like I GOTTA DO THIS.. and tentacles were a requirement. and a eyeball in her hair

one sketch i have is her with eyes on her arms which i believe i did put in, in her monster form . ok i just found when i got around to linearting and coloring, i realized her outfit was too similar to the mother in her game so i changed it (and ngl i was thinking of maid outfit kinda) i looked up vintage clothes and gave her something from that, and red shoes lol

guesspionage host (hc name: abigail s) - oh!! i doodled him on paper first, my final design is pretty different my gosh

my next sketch for him then has boots and a different head shape , uhh yea, eventually i made the shoes Not fricking big and i gave him some cool glove thing with...circuits! bc to quote on my reference page " epic shocking prank ". ngl that was mostly bc of gandra dee in dt17 bc she has nanobots or whatever on her hand and its pretty cool and i thought this host would be the kind to get stuff like that

and could be used for self defense i think? shocking hurts and its like ..opposite of binjpipes' kinda. his are on the palm while hers are on the opposite of the palm (??i dont know my human terms)

dandelion - design hasnt changed much either! and i hc him to be schmitty's brother so i uhh yea made them look similar somewhat. BUT MAN THE SHOES IN HIS FIRST DESIGN............not great. i added a bit more to his suit..jumpsuit? in my latest design for him! swaggy

buzz lippman - when i first heard him there were 2 things i know were needed - a tophat and yellow glasses

my first design for him isnt different from his latest deisgn, i jsut gave him a blue tie. blue as to tie into nate bc theyre cousins and i gave nate a yellow tie os yea

dixie - aww my first sketch for her was cute, i wanted something flowy, i made her somewhat angelic! and her dress has clouds ..and the thing around his waist and her cape are supposed to represent the millions of words made up! (vaguely bc no way am i gonna write words there) oh and the cape is kinda uhh like her wings persay!

civic doodle hostress and old man - AHHA my first doodle of old man was just a stick figure bc thats how hes shown in the ride. and i gave them both stick figure forms bc why not? EHAj i wasnt sure what colors to give to them at first so i used ms paint colors, AND OLD MANS BEARD WAS MADE OUT OF POMPOMS..God haa i didnt give him a beard at first when i finalized both of their designs

gene - referenced from his ingame look in sti, thought hed be a office guy so yep! and his pants have pixels similar to todd's sleeves , bc they are kinda a duo right

helen - awhhg she looks pretty anger in her first sketch and latest design...i thought of her color being green at first and man her skin color was more sickly

otherwise her hair style and form havent really changed. ohh there was a short time where i thought she was the ceo of binjpipe ..glad i didnt continue on with that thought, anyways stan helen bc she has to deal with 5 men sending each other to the bottom constantly </3 , or did so in teh ride

dot! - ah! my first digital sketch of her, really the two things that changed were her hairstyle and her pants. hairstyle is a thing thats stumped me several times lol, ooh her colors changed a bit too

ahh i wanted to give her a tuxedo shirt at first but i didnt 😔

bob - hairstyle REALLY stumped me with this one . and for my first digital sketch i quote myself " honestly keep seeing bob as bald " , then i saw the tvtropes page where it says he implies he has 80s hair or something and i was like " shit "

bidiots host (hc name: quant) - not much here, i based his suit on one i saw on a show we were watching in one of my classes. idk why i gave him a red gem thing tho, why not i guess!

dode - i know i looked up reference images for short hair! her design has changed p much the same the most ive changed were her colors

eventually i drew her ingame look :P

word spud host - literally a cardboard cutout, i think it was seriously inspired by box from inanimate insanity / a humanization of box that was a cutout cardboard and i thought it was nice

as for a serious design for them? maybe,

Ok um i guess the canvases are down here it goes august 2020 -> september 2020 -> started in 2021 minor edits here and then so this is most recent one 2023 -> december 2023

#mine #jackbox

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thetypingpup · 1 year

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vampire yy w pain kink/into being bitten back... i feel like yangyang would be the kind to like taunt you into biting him more/harder like "that's it? that's all my baby's got? aw, you didnt even draw blood" just being like such a cocky little shit bc he wants you to bite him again, bite him harder........

wait...w-wait this is unbelievably hot holy fuck. like imagine him tilting his head back and baring his neck for you while you're on his lap, just opening himself up to you in every way. in a breathy voice, he tells you to bite him, to sink your teeth into his neck. you feel his cock twitch against you just at the prospect of being bitten, so you oblige. at first, he moans softly, before chuckling at you. you didn't bite him very hard, and he notices, a mischievous taunt gleaming in his eyes. he looks at you, eyes fiery with an almost defiant glow, "that's it? that's all you got? c'mon, i'm harder than that when i'm being gentle with you. bite me like you mean it".

and the taunting works, prompting you to bite him harder, to leave marks. of course they'll fade right away, but he loves the sensation of pain nonetheless. he keeps trying to taunt you, to goad you into being rougher, only for his voice to get breathier and more desperate. his teasing turns to begging as he pleads for you to make it hurt, his cock pulsing every time you bite down on his neck and collarbones. you leave a constellation of red and pink that fades within moments, and fuck he loves it. his hands grasp your waist for purchase, hips rolling up to chase the pleasure that builds within him.

"that's it baby harder, more, fuck bite me harder." he can barely get the words out between low, breathy gasps. one of his hands grasps the back of your head, pressing your face in deeper, as he pleads with you to nip and suck on the bites you left just to really intensify the pain. the stinging ache from each bite morphs into pulses of pleasure, buds of pain blooming within him as those soft petals of bliss each every part of his body. he cums just from you biting him alone, stiffening against you before holding you in place, letting the lingering sting of your teeth fuel his orgasm as he cums right in his pants.

#wayv smut #wayv yangyang smut #nct smut #nct yangyang smut #the pup actually types #monsterfucking #tw monsterfucking #supernatural!au

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miczoid · 11 months

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maria and louise sketch #2

maria(marie?mari?) and louise outfit sketches! + paper sketch i thought was pretty. i tried a new way of coloring for their faces, cause they would stay the same. i didnt like the way it turned out, looks weird and plastic-y but tell me what you think?. you can tell where i gave up coloring right loll? pls accept this sloppyness as this is simply concept sketches, i was unsure which one i liked the best so i just wanted to get the idea across with simple lines. i also did luises hair wrong i just couldnt get the hat right sorry

i faced even more difficulties than i mentioned in the last post, especially concerning “keeping things canon looking”. another thing about the mario universe girlies is i’ve never seen them wear pants either, but mario and luigi do wear pants. do you keep the original design for recognition? or do you try and match what nintendo would do?, ok they’ll just wear denim overall dresses then with white stockings, but they’re plumbers? that would just be impractical why would they wear skirts?. what about denim overall shorts?, that seems like a compromise. still pretty impractical though.. and i havent even started with turtlenecks or collar cuffs or discussed the length of their sleeves. their clothes technically shouldn’t change at all, but im also thinking about how nintendo designs girl characters and try to match that to make it as canon looking as possible

now onto explaining the results!

first sketch - is just their original outfits, the either thick and wooly or thin hugging-the-neck type of turtleneck people draw them in. gloves, boots(i got tired ok) all the good stuff. there is no actual reason to even change their outfits so this makes sense.

second sketch - is when i took the whole “never seen a mario girl in pants” very literally, the difference in dress length i felt would differentiate them and i think it fits. white stockings because it jst makes sense. (again the whole difference in turtleneck thickness and the sleeve length difference is not like for real its more like presenting different options cus i couldnt settle on one, thats why in the next drawing the sleeve length is switched) they might look like this if nintendo designed them, but again it seems unpractical?, not something they would actually wear.

third sketch - might be a compromise?, just realised they’re called dungarees woops,. balloon like/wide end, makes it sort of look dress-like at the same time. something nintendo might settle on if they realised their boys are a special case but still wanted some girlypop. (basically if they got over themselves)

- and then the uncolored layer and the little maria sketch. i like all the outfits i dont think i can decide on something permanent :((.

im thinking about doing this with bowser too!,would be an interesting thing trying to capture his likeness. build, plastron, hair - whatever. (bowsette i pretend i do not see) and i might do something mischevious when im done >:D(its lesbian bowuigi, thats the mischevious thing)

#mario #marioandluigi #genderbend #smashbrothers #mariobrothers #luigi #mario fanart #luigi fanart #mariomovie #nintendo

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tparker48 · 1 year

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Request for Tinytoy0

The night would still be young as the party continued in the lounging area. Bailey sitting at the bar as the music filled his ears. Letting it draw his attention as he took a swig from his drink. But drew elsewhere when a very lean guy sat next to him.

"Give me two glasses" they said to the bartender. Watching them walk away before looked towards Bailey. "What's up?" He said to him.

"Hey." Bailey responded.

"Never seen you around here, you must be new"

"Well, only partially new, been here for about a week. Though still getting my bearings" Bailey responded, taking another swig of his drink.

"I see, I see" the guy responded, the bartender arriving back with his drinks. Placing the two glasses in front of him, but moved the other slightly to the side. Hovering his hand over it before moving it over to Bailey. "Here, one on me." He offered.

Bailey was cautious at first as he looked at the glass, unsure to take it as held his in his hand. But shrugged the thought aside, it couldn't help to be courteous right? drinking the remaining liquid, he grabbed the extra one. "thanks." He said in response, toasting the cup to him before downing it in one go. But winced as he slammed it down. "God that stings."

"Like it, it's got my own special taste for it."

"When you certainly got your own taste, Are you trying to kill me?"

"Heavens no! Well at least not exactly. Just showing you a little about what this town's drinks have to offer." He responded Bailey starting to get up from his seat, but the guy's hand stopped him as he held his arm softly. "Wait, I didnt mean to overstep. But, how about I make it up to you."

"Oh? And how would you do that?"

"Oh I can do that in many ways. Some physically" he leaned closer to Bailey "or sexually."

Bailey was taking off guard by the suggestion as he stepped back from them. The hand pulling him back as a hand laid onto his pants. Making his bulge flex in its state, but clenched it in rage before placing a hand on their shoulder. "Why you litt-"

"Its a simple offer, you don't have to take it. However, I don't think you'll want to be so pent up. There are many sharks who like to take control that fire of yours."

"Control me? Fat chance, I'm a top. Im not one to ache in the knees like these other pups."

"Oh yeah? Well then.." The guy pressed closer "show me."

"Alright, I will!"

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A couple of minutes later, Bailey and his acquaintance made their way to the back room of the hotel. Stopping at a changing room as the two entered inside. Switching the lock to occupied to stray away any lookers.

"Argh!" The guy huffed, tossed over to the cushioned sofa as Bailey approached. "So strong."

"So you want me to show you what I can do? Then I hope that ass of yours is ready to use crutches" stepping forward, Bailey unfastened his pants hastenly as he threw his belt to the side. Throwing down his pants before aligning his cock forward. Ripping of theirs as he hoisted his jeans down to his ankles. But felt a little dizzy as he as he held his head in comfort. "Rrrngh.."

"Something the matter? Don't tell me your getting cold feet."

"Like hell I am!" Bailey barked, grabbing onto their thighs before gripping along his asscheeks. Spreading them to reveal his anus in the center. Sticking his ccok head against it as it pressed firmly into the orifice. Inserting it. He began to slowly gring into His waist. Sinking his cock into his hole as it began to widen. Letting it loosen a bit more before he pulled the shaft up to the tip. "You're gonna regret getting me pumped up. You-" As Bailey was about to speak, a pulse moved through his body as his body raced to the floor. The world around zooming upwards before being overshadowed by misty skin. "What the-" he muffled, beginning to fight against it as it hugged at his sides. The blubbery flesh smothering his words before the mounds squeezed together.

"Well that was easy, took a little bit longer than expected though.." the guy announced, feeling Bailey rub between lower part of his asscheeks. Getting up, he dusted himself off before stood up from the sofa.

"Mmm..mmph!" Bailey muffeled more, finally managing to pierce through the thick muscle muscle. "Gah-hah! What's going on. Why am I small!" He yelled, Struggling between the mounds as they bounce back from from his pushes. The earthy scent filling his nose as the hole underneath puckered at his feet. But was shocked when a pair of hands reached down from the sides of the giant ass. Prying them apart as he landed ontop of the sofa. Looking up to the half naked dude as he turned around to see him. " Wait a second..That drink you gave me..you drugged me!"

"I wouldn't exactly call it a drug..more of a potion."

"Potion?!"

"Now that the pleasantries are out the window, allow me to inteoduce myself. My name is Carlton, Dr. Carlton if you will. A scientist with a knack of messing with sizes. A pleasure to meet you."

"You're a scientist that messes with other people's sizes. You're sick in the head-grck!" A thumb pressed down on Bailey as it mushed him into the cushion.

"Mad, not sick. Not that it matters at this point. All of my greatest works are admired one way or another. As will you too after you partake in a few tests."

"Tests?" Bailey asked him, but received no response before a hand came down toward him. With little time to escape, he was hoisted up into a pinch as Carlton brought him to his waist. His free hand at his cock as he peeled back his foreskin. "hey! Hey! I didn't agree to be-mph!" Thrusted forward, his words were cut off as flesh raced towards him, the loose skin overlapping his body as he plunged into its embrace. Bumping into the pocket below, his face was smothered in sweat built up along the loose skin. Fingers beginning to prod at his legs to burrow him deep, the flap closing over his feet as the cockhead against him sealed his way out. His kicks knocking into the backside of the head to get free. But were blocked and absorbed into its fluffy sides.

"They always seem to try to have a say in the matter. But doesn't matter once I got them." Carlton finally spoke, poking at the bulge underneath his foreskin watching it wobble in place before a lump stretched out from it. Putting his cock back into his underwear as he put back on his pants. Making his way out the change room before heading out to his car. A little sway added to his step with the additional company stashed underneath.

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Making his way home, Carlton went into his room as he shut the door behind him. Pulling ooen a panel behind the door as he stepped inside. Leading him into a wide room, materials would be all over the place. Chemicals sat at the top of the shelf, some bubbling as fire torched into the flask. A computer resting along the table as it awaited to be used. But received no attention as Carlton walked towards the mats off in the distance. Drawing out his cock as he let his length droop off his pants.

"Grghgrgh! Mph! Mph!" Bailey's muffled voice echoed from within. The bulge bouncing up and around the skin as he felt a slight punch absorb into it.

"Calm down, calm down" Carlton said, unable to help himself from giggling from Bailey's efforts. Massaging over the lump to stimulate the flesh more. Beginning to grind the hood over his cockhead, before peeling it back slowly behind it. Stopping over the lump when arms emerged out from it. Slapping against tip as Bailey struggled to get free. "Hm hm" Carlton chuckled, rolling the foreskin back more to reveal the flesh inside.

"Mmph..nnn!..Gah" Bailey gasped, his head popping out from underneath the skin. His arms pushing at it to let the rest of him out. Plopping to the ground of the mat as he landed with a wet splat.

"Welcome to my lab my honorary lab rat. Make yourself at home."

"It's Bailey you jerk!" Bailey scorned, getting up from the damp spot on the floor. But struggled as the sticky surface from the foreskin stuck to him.

"Bailey.. right. Well Bailey, I hope you are ready for the test I have in stored. Your gonna be front and center for it all."

"Like hell I will! You tricked me into doing your sick offer, then you kinapped me, and now you want me to participate in your tests. No thank you!"

"Oh come now, I'm sure it wasn't that bad. You wanted to prove you're the top dog right? Well, you had your chance, but I wasn't quite convinced otherwise. Even before the shrinking. Besides, you look way more cuter than you were before. Like a new born ken doll brought to life." Carlton said.

Upon the response, Bailey foimd himself begin to fluster. His face becoming red as he quickly looked away. "I-I..I am not cute!"

"Sure you are.."Carlton added, taking off his shoes as he tossed them to the side. Leaving his socks on before stepping onto the mat. "but alas, I suppose all that barking you did before was all a bluff. Like rest of the littles puppies right?"

"You lousy-..No! Its not a bluff" Bailey retorted, stepping closer to Carlton as he stopped at his feet. "I am a top and nothing will change that! And if I have to have to get through you to get it, then I will!"

"Will you now? Is that a challenge?"

"You bet it is!"

"Heh." Lifting his foot, Carlton stepped over Bailey. Watching him wince down below before he moved further down the mat. Heading towards the far wall as he held onto a lever. "Alright Bailey, I'll bite." He agreed, flipping the lever as the room began to change. The walls spreading further apart as the mat began to extend. Traveling down the room as the equipment collected themselves into the walls. Stretching to the entrance ahead as a line drew over the floor.

"What the?" Bailey puzzled.

"Let's test that bite of yours top dog. If you can get across this mat and reach the door without me stomping you, I'll consider changing you back. But if I catch you.." He clicked on a button, a ray rising up from the table behind him. "Then I'm shrinking you more and will continue my tests. Do we have a deal?"

Bailey was hesitant as he looked at the ray. Choking on his words before he finally gave his answer. "Deal!"

"Then it's settled then.." Carlton stepped forward, raising his foot towards Bailey. "Let me be the first to start us off!"

"Ah crap!" Bailey yelled, leaping out the way before the foot crashed down. The mat turning from the impact as the wind carried him to the side. "That..was close." Bailey blurted to himself. But forced himself to focus as another foot lunged towards him. Instinctively rolling out the way as the heavy thud echoed next to him.

"Almost had you that time, you really are a nimble fellow." Carlton commented, raising his foot into the air. "But don't think I'll take it easy on you because of it!"

Bailey started to run as the foot crashed down. Hearing its boom echo behind him as he raced down the mat. Gazing at the door as the exit sign hovered above it. It seemed so far the path along the mat stretched out, But he had to make it there if he wanted to have his size back. Clenching his fists, he motivated himself to run faster. His feet kicking with all their might as they carried him along. But a foot cut their motion as a socked foot crashed in front of him. bumping into its side as he Looked up the leg to see another foot race toward him.

"Incoming!"

"Gah!" Bailey yelled again, hopping over the top of foot as he jumped a few inches ahead. The loud crash piercing the silence as he landed back on the mat. But couldn't catch his breath before he proceeded to waddle forward. The sounds of loud stomps echoing behind him. The line just within sight as he kicked his tired legs faster. "Almost there, almost there!"

"Wow you're quick one.." Carlton's voice boomed. A shadow casting overhead as he jumped ahead of Bailey. Crashing down in front of him before turning quickly. Lifting his foot up like a panel as he waited for him.

"No no no!" Bailey cursed, his feet tripping over themselves as he toppled forward. The foot in front of him lifting up higher as he planted against the heel. Bouncing to the floor as he laid there dazed. But refocused as the foot began to lower.

"Game." Carlton became to say, beginning to lower his foot.

"No."

"Set."

"No no no!"

**Thud** the foot came down as Bailey started to run. Fumbling to get up to his legs before the toes arched overhead. "Match." Carlton finally finished. Placing weight on his foot, he leaned into his knee. Looking at the flailing arms sticking out from underneath the fabric. "Ooh so close Bailey, you almost had it for a second there."

"Bastard..you cheated. Your size is bigger than me.."

"And yet, you still decided to challenge me." Carlton responded. ""And lost. Which means" He lifted his foot up a bit before pressing a button. The ray beginning to spark as its nozzle extended towards them. Lowering as it aimed at Bailey underneath. "Time to collect that size of yours."

"Wait! No, No noo!"

**zap!**

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After being shrunk down, Carlton continued with the rest of his tests he had planned for Bailey. Sitting along the couch as he watched Tv, a couple of fruit snacks in a bowl next to him. A string laced to the side of it, Bailey was tied on the other end. Pouting in his shrunken state as he gazed at the window. Stressed at the new size he missed seeing the clear sky outdoors. But even that was taken away as the wooden edge blocked his view. But looked back when a tug came along the string.

"Hey little bud, it's snack time again" Carlton announced. Bailey shuttering at his words before he turned toward the bowl. Picking one as he slumped his way towards the side of the couch. Carlton leaning down next to it as he smiled at Bailey.

"Aaah" he opened his mouth as he laid his tongue out like a welcome mat.

Bailey shuttered again the maw that aimed toward him. The hot breath washing over him as the old snacks he ate still remained. Making him fan at the air to comfort his nose.

"Coma un!" Carlton teased, flicking his tongue out to Bailey.

"Nrrgh." Bailey groaned, tossing the fruit snack onto the tongue. Its surface quickly coated with saliva left on it before it was flicked towards his gullet. The back of the tongue lifting up as the fruit snack disappeared. A light gulp signaling its descent before the tongue lowered down. A satisfying sigh coming from Carlton as his breath washed over him again.

Bailey fanned the air to comfort his nose again, but wasn't able to ease it before the mouth opened again.

"Another one" Carlton said. Bailey proceeding to get another as he held in his arms, tossing it inside as it bounced on the tongue. But muscle would lay flat as the fruit snack rolled back out. Landing at his feet before it retracted. "Uh-uh, no tossing. I want you to put it inside." Carlton said.

Bailey was confounded as he looked up at the giant scientist, looking at the fruit snack before he looked at his mouth. The throat dancing from its entrance as the uvula above swayed in place. "There is no way im doing that!" He thought himself. Taking a step back, but was pushed forward when a hand reached behind him.

"Now now, don't get cold feet. You're way too adorable just stand there like a deer in headlights. Buut if you want a little nudge.." carlton pushed his hand closer "I'm much more happy to-"

Bailey fanned at the hand behind him, swatting at the thick digits before moving ahead.

"hehe, alright then top dog.." Carlton replied, opening his mouth once more as he flicked the tip of his tongue imward. "Ruh hea" he pointed a finger inside.

Bailey wimced again as the maw opened toward him, but forced himself to shake it off as he carried the fruit snack in his hand. Moving closer to Carlton, he stepped upon the tongue. His body quaking from its sponge like surface as he tried to get his balance But they seemed to not register as each step slipped off the tongue. Tripping him as he landed along its center. The bit sized gummy landing in front of him as it rolled down the fold.

"A lita ma!" Carlton jumbled through his words, waving his tongue around to motivate the shrunken tiny. Bailey finally managing to get up when he grabbed one of his molars. Hoisting himself up into the mouth. Picking up the fruit snack, but didn't like holding it as its sides were drenched in drool. Making him hurry faster as he waddled up the tongue's length. Leaning over the fleshy hill as the throat gaped open. The muscle clenching with anticipation as it awaited its treat. Then, with a final push, Bailey through the treat into the tube. The back of the tongue rising over his hand before the rest of the tongue pushed him into the cieling. The mouth soon closing as Carlton began to move from the outside.

"Mmm-mmm" Carlton hummed to himself. Swallowing the fruit snack he was fed, but kept his tongue in place as he pinned Bailey inside. Folding the sides around him like a taco as he pounded at its sides. Turning off the Tv, he sat along the couch for a bit and toyed with him. Curling his tongue around before letting up the pressure. Pushing him along the side of the mouth and glossed Bailey onto his right cheek. Pressing him into the fleshy pocket before moving him over to the other. It was like rubbing around a sucker the more he thought about it. Sucking the air inside with a swift inhale. Letting the drool inside inside mix with Bailey before draining it into his cavern. He enjoyed the action, pressing softly at the bulge in his cheek as it pressed back. Bit soon drew his attention towards the door when it opened suddenly.

"Aaaa!" A yawn pierced the room. A broad figure coming from behind the door, stretching between the frames. "Is it the afternoon already? Hardly thought I'd wake up so soon." He said, making his way into the rest of the room. Stopping near the couch as Carlton sat at the far end. "Was wondering where you ran off too Carlton. Fishing for studs again?"

"Mor o les Terry.." Carltin replied, continuing to swish his tongue around. A kick soon extending out from the cheek.

"More of less huh? And what's that in your mouth?"

Carlton tilted his head up a bit before he opened his lips. Lifting his head up to the light above as it shined inside his clear white teeth that glistened in place. And in the center, Bailey as he was entangled underneath the sides of the tongue. But just as he fumbled to get to his knees, Carlton closed his mouth shortly after.

"I see, you went to the bar again." Terry said, shaking his head as he approached. "Wasn't that last one enough for you? Barley had enough time to play with them before you lost them."

Carlton swirled his mouth around as he adjusted himself along the couch. Holding his hand out in front of him before he spat out Bailey. "It wasn't that long. I just needed a little more time with them. It's not my fault that window was open now was it Mr. spring cleaner?"

"I'll spring clean your ass if you test me"

"Oh ho, will you now? With a lip like that you just might end up as my lab rat" Carlton responded, but was caught off guard when. They Jumped ontop of him.

"And if I do, im gonna make sure to blow you til the cows come home" he responded. The two of the looked at each other for a split moment as they gazed into each others eyes. But soon turned into a light kiss as the two locked their lips gently.

"God I love it when you say that" he said.

"You and me both ya stud" Carlton replied.

"So who's the squirt?" they replied.

"A little pick up I ran into on the way out the bar. Guy seemed pretty cute enough on the outside, so I decided to take them with me."

"Heh, you and your selected favorites. They're not teddy bears"

"True, but they sure act like one" Carlton responded. Holding up Bailey as he struggled in his palm. Rolling him down to his fingers before he dangled in mid air. "Besides, you think of them as side toys to get you off."

"Because they are. And they get you hard too"

"Pff, no they don't"

"Uh-huh. Well then how about I prove it to you, the one who blows first gets to cook breakfast."

"Breakfast? You cooking? Hah, now that I would love to see. Alright you're on!" Cartlon responded, the two of them making their way to the couch. Sitting down next to each as they pulled down their pants. Exposing their thick bulges, they each flexed with anticipation. Carlton soon holding up Bailey as he presented him to his boyfriend. "You're gonna have a part in our fun too bud." He announced. Holding him between the two of them.

Bailey fanned at the air as he yelled at the top of his lungs. Refusing to partake in their little activity as he flailed around. But his voice only came as squeaks to the two giants.

"Well he's certainly a fiesty one, I like that."

"you'll find he's got quite the kick. Now let's get down to the rules. We have a timer here that'll count how long it takes for one of us to get hard. The one with highest time, shall be the winner. Deal?"

"It's a deal. A feasible feat to say the least. Heh, for me." Terry said proudly.

"Well then hot stuff, you'll go first"

"Gladly" Terry said, plucking Bailey from his hands into his. Lowering him down to his crotch, he opened the waistband out a bit past his inner thigh. Letting his cock breath for a moment before hovering Bailey above it.

Bailey couldn't help but flail more in disagreement. Yelling at the tip of his lungs for their attention. Hoping they would reconsider as he caught a glimpse of the glistening skin down below him. But he received no response before the fingers around him dropped him inside. The waist band racing back to Terry as it snapped back in place. The fabric surrounding it wrapped back over his thick arch of the bulge inside. Bailey's outline on top of it as he spread eagled along the length of his shaft.

As his underwear snapped in place, Terry crossed his arms together. Letting his bulge do the work, he let it flex slowly on its own. Feeling Bailey wiggled around inside as the lump lifted into the fabric. "See? Nothing to it." He said proudly.

"Just wait til the time starts" Carlton replied, pressing the button on his phone. The time beginning to race as it began to climb. "And further more, just having him on your cock is child's play of pleasure. How about you put your money where your mouth is" Leaning down on Terry's hips, he grabbed at his crotch with his whole hand. Scrunching and turning it in place to soften up the surface. Moving Bailey along with it as he moved his fingers along his lump. Rotating around the shaft before pressing it into a pocket. Finishing, he retracted his hand, looking at the crotch for any sign of the little guy. But found nothing but light shift beneath the roundness of his balls. "There."

"Nnng! Alright..you called my bluff there" Terry admitted.

"Can't let you weasel out this bet." Carlton taunted, letting the timer tick away as he observed his boyfriend's process.

Meanwhile, Bailey would be in complete disarray within the confines of his prison. Skin pressed everywhere around him as its warm surface stick and peeled of of his body. The thick muscle of the cock at the top of his head, as it laid its weight into him. And the bulky balls beneath his feet, cushioning against him as they disrupted his balance along them. Refusing to give room as they shifting and morphed around his body. the two mushing together as Bailey wrestled with bits of pubic hairs that wrapped along his legs. "How is it that I'm the one to get into these scenarios!" Bailey cursed, Streching into the crotch to ease his legs. But was forced to crouch back as the weight increased. A grunt echoing from the outside, but couldn't see much past the dark fabric. "dang it, let me out already!" He yelled again, pushing into the cock once more to get there attention.

"Mmm..little guy's really putting some effort. Not bad." Terry respomded, watching below as bulges danced around his crotch. His cock beginning to stiffen as its outline slowly began to grow

"look's like its not the only thing putting in work. Is that pre I see?" Carlton pointed out to his underwear. A light wet stain trailing along the tip. "Time up!" He happily announced.

"What? No fair! We didn't say anything about signs!"

"The key word was "get hard". That means anything goes. But hey, you lasted 10 seconds at least. Congrats." Carlton teased, sticking his tongue out for a momemt, but stopped when Terry tackled into him.

"Is that so? Well then how about we even the playing field..." Terry announed.

There was bits of shuffling going on along the outside. The bulge beginning toss and turn, the cock above turning over to the left of Bailey's body. The balls moving themselves out from underneath as he backward into the cock underbelly. The pressure beginning to increase, and the space within becoming more cramped. Bailey wasn't having it, continuing to bat around at the walls.

The air inside getting musky as it made him and the skin around more humid. "Come on...let me out!" He yelled. Now resulting into bucking into the shaft. But only made it slouch more as it laid across his shoulder. The heavy pulse booming into his ear as its flexes pushed the side into his head. But just as he was about to hit it again, the fabric above opened.

Lowering down the cock like a curtain as the shaft sprang out from underneath. Bailey along with it as they landed against Terry's palm. "Ah..finally" He stressfully sighed, but soon widened his eyes as Carlton's crack presented himself to him. The smooth mounds jiggled to an abrupt halt before they started to lean back "oh no, oh no no no!" he started to panic. Beginning to wiggle around underneath the cock to get himself. Pushing against the foreskin that drooped over it as his hands slipped in and over surface. But to no avail.

"Hey, save that energy" Terry said. Clenching his fist around his cock to Correct. But he still kept going as his arms pounded at the cockhead. Stimulating the organ as it slowly began to grow. "Fine.." He finally conceded, pinching at Bailey's sides, lifting him up to the front of his cock.

Aligning him near the slit before proceeding push him into the lips. but were halted as the little guy held against the rim of the hole. Refusing to go inside as the slit pouted between his hands. But wasn't long before he gave way, stuffing Bailey's torso deep inside the hole. Leaving only his legs sticking out as he placed a thumb over him. "Its already hard as it to contain your wiggling, but I suppose that will do." He replied, corkscrewing his waist behind the lips to secure him.

"Sounds like my lab rat's giving you trouble." Carlton responded.

"And you're in even more trouble than he is.." He remarked, but grinned as he gripped at his cheeks. Prying them apart to reveal his tight hole in the middle"But don't worry, I'll fix that.."

"Ah great" Bailey cursed. "This is the last place I wanted to be! Grch..it's so sticky in here!" He pushed into the tube's walls to push himself out of the lips embrace, his hips bucking against as the lips to set him free. but to no avail, the slit held a tight grip on him. Clenching firmly as he slip deeper. The orifice puckering around his waist as it held him in place. He pounded at the walls to get Terry to release him. Listening to the Sound of them chatting behind the thick walls and churns that echoed from it. But vanished, the area soom beginning to move. Feeling pressure at his feet as he felt the lips tighten up to his ankles. Grinding soon filling the void as Terry began to grunt.

Outside, Terry commenced with his payback as he placed his cock inside Carlton. Lodging his shaft all the way to the base, he slowly began to move his hips in place. His light stride turning into a fast pace as his hips connected with his. "I hope you're ready." He said intimately, thrusting into him as he held his hands at his cheeks.

"Oh noo, Im starting to feel like I'm going to regret what I did" Carlton said playfully, leaning down along the couch as Terry pounded at his ass. A hand on his cheek as he focused on the feeling.

"We'll see if that mood changes when I fill you up" Terry retorted, grinding his body faster as his hips bounced against his rear. His body getting warm as his cock began to stiffen.

As the tension increased, Bailey was having trouble getting his balance. The grinds around him rocking his body up and down the tube. Dunking him into the pre that spilt inside as he became coated in its substance. "Peh!..mm..peh! God that's salty!" He pushed into the walls, spreading them with his hands as spat out droplets that touched his lips. But only barely before the walls began to harden. Forcing his hand to squish into him. The heat beginning to warm the shaft as the walls contracted closer. Hugging into his sides as their heavy pulse echoed into his ears once more. "Ah..come on" he gritted from his teeth. Prying at the walls with little space he had, but went nowhere as his hands slipped against the coated walls. Tucking against them as he was sandwiched between the walls. Forced to wriggle around as the pre began to collect inside the tube.

"mmm..it's getting a little loose back there" Carlton groaned, feeling Terry's cock slip in and out of his chamber. His hole wrapping the ring around his cock before widening out for the rest of its length.

"Good, because I'm hot and ready. And this little guy's making me harder" Terry grunted, feeling his shaft begin to swell as the fluid began to race. Bailey sinking deeper as his cock grew more tighter. Bucking his hips forward he locked hips with Carlton as his humps increased. Its light claps beginning to echo in the room as two got closer

As the grinding got faster, the walls contracted more as cum began to fillinto the urethra. Covering over Bailey's hands, it lubricated his hold on the walls as he started to slip up tube. The cum turning into wads as the sphincter above grew closer. "Grrgh! I don't know how much of this I can take!" Bailey gritted, holding on as best he could. the sphincter clenching and spilling more cum out from its lips. Refusing to find out what lied beyond it as he as he arched his fingers into between the tight folds of flesh. Receiving a moan from the outside before the walls drew him closer, the sphincter ahead now nipping at his hair. "I can't..hold on!" He struggled, doing his best to hold onto his grip. But grew tired, his limbs failing him as his energy loosened. Letting him slip deeper into the tube, the pucker beginning to gape to enter him inside. "No..No!" Bailey gritted, making eye contact with the sphincter. Watching his body inch closer as the hole blew salty air into his nostrils. Beginning to crown around his face as more cum expunged out from its depths. Pouring heavily into him as a puddle captivated over him. Climbing up his body as he was submerged in the seed. Forced to hold his breath, he was afraid he would as swam around. The walls keeping still despite his struggles, but soon found himself carried up the tube as they suddenly clenched. Racing towards the opening, the pink walls were replaced with white fluid. Carried off by the cum, Bailey fainted as its substance washed over him.

"Aaaah" The loud moan echoed in his ears, darkness soon taking over as his body disappeared.

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Several hours have passed since Bailey blacked out. The image of Tim's cock still filling his mind as he patted away the walls. But seemed relentless as they went nowhere. "Mmm..nnn" As the walls continued to raced, he noticed them starting to fade into darkness. Patting at them once more, but the texture felt different. It was soft, warm even. And..fluffy? Coming to, he was snapped back to reality as he arched himself up. "Gah!" He gasped, wakening up from his slumber. Finding himself laying on a soft bed, the sound of sizzling lingering off in the distance. "Was that a..dream?" He muttered to himself, having a slight headache as he held a hand to his forehead. But looked up when a shadow shifted overhead. Carlton hovering above as he gazed at Bailey.

"Well well, look who's finally up." He announced. "Did you sleep well?" He asked Bailey, still groggy as he sat up in his bed.

"Thought we lost you in there. Would have been ashame if we lost another one" Terry responded. Grabbing his plate of eggs and bacon before he sat at the table. "Bottom here really wanted you inside him. I guess you twohave that in common.

"Oh come on, I wanted to see what his limit was. Besides, it seems you enjoyed it most than I did. Releasing your load into me and all."

"Serves you right for testing me.."Terry responded. Spooning in a couple of eggs into his mouth.

"Rrr...I don't have the energy to deal with these two right now.." Bailey grumbled. But looked up as Carlton stood closer.

"We still got lots more planned for you later. You left quite the impression on me. So as thanks, I've agreed to keep you for as long as possible. Catch up on a few test I have to run." Carlton said.

"Don't forget your sexual duties. You're not living here for free afterall." Terry chimed in.

"Yes yes, that too. They'll be plenty of time for that. But first.."Cartlon reached into the glass room. Making Bailey wince as he braced himself to be grabbed. But only the sound of clanking greeted him as he looked ahead. A very small plate resting near the bed as it towered a bit. "You need rest and energy before we go again. A lab rat can't function otherwise."

Bailey was confused a bit as he looked at the plate of eggs he was given. Hesitant at first to inch closer to it as he looked cautiously at Carlton. But received a light pat from his finger before the giant figure moved away. Leaving him to observe the plate of food as he inched closer. Taking a piece of the egg as he chewed on the end of it. It was slightly soggy as it was freshly made. Its texture soft and warm, but a little salty along the surface. But despite its salted taste, it seemed rather good as Bailey kept eating. "Hmm..maybe it won't be too bad staying like this.." He muttered to himself. Continuing to eat his food. Looking at the two above as they chatted throughout the day.

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Hi its me the anon who sent the first message. Oops I didn't mean to start a whole advice train. But I do have some examples! So someone mentioned brightly colored skinny jeans and yes for sure BUT split leg skinny jeans were also very much a thing. Like the legs were two different patterns or two different colors. I had a friend that only wore jeans where the legs were different. Also snake bites (a lip piercing on both sides of the bottom lip) and spider bites (2 lip piercings right next to each other) for piercings for the sceenie weeny kids (yes that was the term). Also the headbands weren't pushing hair back but keeping the bangs down. You just put a giant piece of elastic directly on top of your head and pushed your hair onto your forehead. No lipstick but yes lip gloss. Always wearing a tank top too. Preferably with lace at the top for modesty. Also layers of pants. Tights under ripped jeans under a skirt or dress. Also those rubber bracelets (either the livestrong ones, band ones, silly bandz, or the colorful ones that all meant different things). You either wore lots of colors all the time or mostly black with pops of color (usually a band tshirt) also this was the era of ombre and dyed tips. Converse were a big deal among my group or sperrys were big among the more popular groups. Most of the fashion was pretty universal. Like both emo kids and popular people would wear the headbands to push their bangs down they were just different styles of headband and different styles of bangs. Also I didn't know a single kid who didnt write or draw on their arms and hands. Usually homework or notes but I used to draw fake tattoos or one time I drew fake gloves on my hands. People doodled on their hands and arms and also shoes. If you were wearing Converse someone had drawn a heart, skull, or star on the toe cap.

Sorry that got really long but I vividly remember 2011 lol

#this is all extremely helpful #thank you anon #message received☎️#anonymous

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doasyoudesireandlive · 2 years

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Was it all a fucking dream?

Pairing: daredevil x reader, matt murdock x reader (but reader doesn't know that)

Summary: You wake up to a bloody figure laying on your livingroom carpet. What is the price for helping him?

warnings: an attempt at smut, mentions of blood, mentions of injury, identity porn, kissing, pinning/restraining, cunnilingus.

A/n: This is my attempt at a kinktober fic with the kink being "identity porn". I hope you like it! I hope I got the warnings right, but please do tell if I didnt! This is my first time writing for daredevil.

You jolt up, tossing the sheets of your body. Grabbing the bat you keep by your nightstand, you make your way into your living room. You swear you heard sounds coming from here. Carefully turning the corner, you change your grip on the bat. Entering the living room, your breath hitches. A figure is laying on your carpet. It looks like a man, muscular build. You can’t see his face – a mask covering the upper half of it. It looks to be red and gold, with… horns? That can’t be right.

Your eyes widen as realization hits you. Holy shit, Daredevil is laying on your living room carpet!

With caution you walk slowly towards him. He draws a breath and cough, making you jump back and yelp, dropping the bat to the floor.

“Help me…” his voice is dark and rough. A shiver runs down your spine. Taking a deep breath, you walk up to him and sit down beside him. He lies perfectly still, except for plump, bloody lips parting – whispering a broken “thank you, I’m so sorry”.

You start to examine him expertly. You are a doctor after all. Nothing seems to be broken, but a large gash on his arm is bleeding heavily.

“This need stitches” you tell him. He hums in response. You help him sit up and back away from him “just gonna fetch my kit, please just wait here” You take one last look at him before walking away.

When you come back, his fingers are digging into the gash. “Hey, stop it!” you step up to him and tug his hand away. You glance over to his face and you actually see a smile playing on his lips.

“I’m sorry but… You’re gonna have to take your suit, or whatever this is, off for me.” You gesture with your hand over his torso. To your surprise, he stands up.

“Turn around” he says, his hands already tugging on his suit. You do as you’re told, but when you turn your head to peek at him, you see the back of his head. Black, messy hair is all you see before he barks out “I said; turn around”. The tone of his voice leave no room for questions.

“Ok” he says, the sound of his voice makes a spark form in your belly. What the hell? Turned on by this? Now? You’re lost in your thoughts, snapping out of it when he clears his throat. Turning around you feel your jaw drop. Oh my god, he looks like a god. Toned muscle is all you can see. Big arms and a broad chest, ending in a sixpack with a dark trail of hair down towards the hem of his pants.

“You ok?” he smirks at you now, the mask/helmet back on his head. You shake your head and close your mouth. “Um, yes sorry. Imma just… hold on” You blush and fumble with your kit, trying to find all the stuff you need.

“I’m sorry but I don’t have any anesthesia…. And you’re gonna need stitches” You wince at your own words, feeling sorry for him. Glancing up at what you can see of his face – not a trace of worry seen there.

“You do what you need to do. I can take it. Don’t worry about me”

You prep your gear and get to work. With the first pierce of the needle, he jumps a little and bites down on his lower lip. You mumble an apology, but continue. Stitching him up as fast and gentle as you can. When you’re done you clean the wound and put on a bandage. You go to clean up and when you come back, he is still sitting right where you left him.

He turns his head so he’s looking a bit past you and gestures for you to come closer. With hesitant steps, you walk towards him. He stands up and takes your hands into his when you are close enough for him to reach. Pulling you closer, his lips almost touching your earlobe he whispers;

“Thank you. Let me make it up to you.” You pull back, but he quickly pulls you back in as his lips crash into yours.

This was so wrong. He’s a vigilante. Or a superhero. But you can’t seem to care. Kissing him like there is no tomorrow. Tongues fighting for dominance and moans escaping as he kisses down your throat. You paw at his helmet, trying to take it off. He stops and clamp your wrist tightly.

“No. It’s not safe” his voice is so tender, the sorrow and regret prominent in it. A big contrast to his actions, gripping your wrists so tight you’re sure you have bruises in the morning. A moan escapes your lips and he cocks his head. A smirk plays on his lips. He backs you up to your couch, and make you lay down, grip on your wrists still unbreakable. He hold your arms over your head and kiss down, down and down until his mouth is straight over your clothed pussy. At this exact moment, you were rather happy with the sleeping attire for the night. A big t-shirt and panties.

His other hand trails up your leg and up to your panties, gripping the hem of them and ripping them off. His fingers trail your slit, almost as if he has to feel his way. Lowering his head, he licks a long wet stripe over your pussy, swirling his tongue around your clit.

You struggle against his grip as he eats you out like a starved man. Orgasm after orgasm comes crashing down on you, his gruff “thank you, thank you” spoken after each one. You lose track of time, space and the number of orgasms. Your vision is turning black and you doze off, falling asleep.

You wake up in the morning, tucked into your bed. You get up and look yourself in the mirror.

“Was it all a fucking dream?” You can’t believe it! The best head ever, and it was a dream?! You almost run into your living room but to your disappointment, there is no signs of anything or anyone there. Shaking your head, you walk into the bathroom to shower.

Stepping out of the shower and drying off, you stop and look at yourself in the mirror. On both wrists are fresh bruises, and when you look on the side of the sink, there is a small note.

“Thank you, for both the stitches and the meal.

–Daredevil”

taglist: @animnerd

#tonje writes #matt murdock x reader #daredevil x reader #kinktober 22

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sakumasmut · 1 year

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I wanna start a whorification of rei so.

(amab reader and ex-fine and five eccentrics era)

Lets just say that you were an idol, 5th member of ex-fine specifically. And ofcourse you were pretty close with the "emperor" Eichi Tenshouin but again you're an ex-fine member and ofcourse you would support Eichi no matter what which makes you one of the peoples that Five Eccentrics hates.

Andd lets just say when the war is still on-going one of the eccentrics founds you interesting, its none other than Rei Sakuma himself. But thats a secret that nobody knows, even Ritsu. But oh-well Rei never shows his interests in you infront of any people including you and eccentrics. why? because obviously it would ruin his reputation and loose his eccentrics friends.

Fast forward to the present era where now you're a member of Akatsuki(somehow) which means you'll see Rei more often. Say there is a meeting for the whole rhylink, and I forgot to say this but oh does Rei still interested in you? hell yeah. You enters the meeting room 1 hour 30 minutes earlier since you wants to prepare the meeting room and surprise surprise you see Rei there and he greeted you by "hello." and you casually replies "oh hi."

he offers to help you cleans the room and you gladly accepts but then when he cleaned the windows he teases you by bending down the window and tables. Which makes you hard immediatly. Though Rei didnt point it out but you could feel him staring at your ahem, hard dick. So Rei being a kind person he is, he offers to help you out, which you nervously accepts.

When he shows the "protection" and lube out of his pocket like he already planned all of this, he offers "do you want to be balls-deep in me, or do you want me to be balls-deep in you?" and you choose the first option.

starting off with pulling his pants down and rubbing his cock till it hardens, and then lubing up his hole out of nowhere you said "we dont need this do we?"while holding the 'protection' which Rei lets out a nervous "sure."

And when his hole is all lubed up you pull your pants and boxers down to your knees and lining your cock to his hole while hes bending down on the table. when you're completely in Rei lets out a pleasured sigh mixed with moans and you started to thrusting inside him while he moans like a bitch in heat. "Im- mhnghh close!!" says Rei. You answered with a "me too." and then you both came at the same time, your seed filled his tight hole.

After both of you catch breathes you started to hurriedly clean the room up since the rest of rhylink would be there in 30 minutes, and then the whole rhylink cames in and was impressed how clean the room is. The meeting goes well till evening and after everyone is out of the room lets say you have another session with the vampire.

sorry if this didnt make sense.

-🎨nonnie

whew, spicy public sex, I like it. definitely think there’s a lot of things you can draw for hate sex or at least sexual tension if reader is ex-fine, and rei would definitely tease you for wanting to cum inside him. though you can easily retaliate by saying he likes it too, and proving it to him right then and there by bending him over

#nsft es!!#enstars smut #rei sakuma smut #thirsts #🎨

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13thsinnr · 10 months

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🧊

🧊 - Is their current design the first one?

THIS IS SUCH A GOOD QUESTION im gonna do it for vino since hes the one ive been writing about lately

not at all!!! in fact vino's design is INCREEDIBLLLYY inconsistent, most of the mayhem characters have undergone redesigning to some degree but none more than vino

originally (i never drew this design but ive been considering doing so) he had far shorter, choppy hair (a little above shoulder-length), a big scar over his right eye, and attire similar to like a rogue's outfit? he had a cloak for sure that he wore

this was just the initial design i came up with in my mind and the reason i scrapped this design was cause it didnt really make sense with the rest of the world, since everything was very modern. i also sort of threw out his original backstory/motivation/personality along with it, maybe sometime ill talk about that version of vino again. (i like to call him bloody mary cause that was actually the temporary name i gave to vino)

the first design i actually drew was similar to his current design, however he retained this short haircut and i wanted to draw him with a half-up-half-down hairstyle? but it never agreed with my art style 🙁(these drawings are recent and there are some old ones but i am NOTTTT showing them) (also this design actually didnt have this scar i just wanted to add it in these drawings as a callback)

eventually i settled on long hair for vino after making this drawing and i havent changed it back since :) (+ the redraw of this i did not long ago)

however it doesnt stop there with inconsistencies cause ive also never been able to decide on one consistent outfit for him. like i know he wears a dress shirt and dress pants but i can never decide what exactly that looks like. is it a white tucked in shirt with a black tie, harness, and black pants (my most common design)?? is it suspenders and beige pants?? is it a black shirt with no harness or tie??? its entirely inconsistent and nowadays i try reigning it in to just the first one but even then. ugh. i dunno why its so inconsistent

(some examples)

(i apologize for all this old art i know its bad)

plus for some reason his features are really inconsistent .. lately ive been leaning heavier into him being a bit more muscular and with specific features such as a bigger nose and a sharper jaw but its so inconsistent across different drawings that he looks like a different character at times (tumblr isnt agreeing with me so im gonna leave art out of this one) (plus im not sure what exactly to add)

ty for the ask!! this was really fun to talk about :)

#vino #oc tag #mayhem au

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sk3tch404 · 1 year

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Lmao np <33 I always enjoy drawing Yandere's as pathetic lil meow meows hehe (funfact: I actually drew Rory first but after I finished his lineart I was like, wait shit I don't have a full color reference- and then I hyperfocused on drawing jay instead lol)

Also, you 🤝 me: jayce + jack o' lanterns = stonks ✅ ✅ ✅

Also also, ngl if Darling were self-aware she'd def hate me, because I always try to speedrun the Bad ending first lmaooo

Also^3, every time I hear baggy pants, I can't help but remember the boys I went to school with a few years ago, who wore the most ugly, most a t r o c i o u s pairs of baggy pants I have ever seen 💀💀

For Reference: https://imgur.com/a/fZsHsF7

This is what I'm talking about^^ like pls,, just sTO P-

About the blue reference, the paragraph I meant was the one about how I only liked EJ so much because of his BLUE mask 😔 young me truly set the bar too low (maybe it's because of him that I'm attracted to most fictional mad scientists/doctors with no morals now, damn this bastard 😒)

Oh, and the OG mikey myers Movie is the 1978 one! ^^

And finally about the Christian Gang /hj (every holiday Yandere of yours has/used to have strong Christian influences but these three are still considered extra Christian to me so I'm just gonna start calling em that lolololol)

Gonna be honest, when you revealed that one of them was gonna be Christmas, I immediately headcanoned him as just some guy in Christmas elf costume- thank god that's not the case though (I say, even though I know damn well that I'm still gonna draw him in that costume the nanosecond you drop a ref for him, because he's a lil skrimblo who needs to get a reality check via me shitposting him into humility)

Also ofc the twins are ginger 😒🙄 /derogatory /j okay but fr, whenever I see a fictional ginger online I'm like ....Ed Sheeran??? 😱😱 (coughcoughchildecough)

-Ren'py anon

OKAY OKAY I'LL DROP A SMIDGE OF RORY SPRITES SO U CAN COLOR IT BBG

He only wears shades outside lol

HEHEHE YES JACK O'LANTERN STONKS GO UP IN THE BRAIN CELL ACTIVITY

Eh, I mean, its always fun to get the bad ending first though. Just to see then get all angry and violent 😍 good shit tbh

MC would def hate you, but I feel like it would take a bit to get the bad bad ending yk? I don't have the obvious, good/neutral/bad choices most of the time (although there are some choices that will obviously lead to negative consequences lol)

JAYCE ONLY WEARS THE ONES IN STYLE RN NOT THOSE LMAOOOO

Though they can look good if done right, those boys at school were definitely not doing it right 💀

Now I understand the blue reference! Ugh how did I MISS IT SO BAD 😭 gosh you were going crazy abt him and the color blueeeeee

I understand how that all kick started ur obsession with fucked up men. We are one in the same 😎

Hehehe thank you for the confirmation! I will be watching Myers stand there menacingly as I look up fics of him 😍

It's so funny that you call them the Christan gang, but it's not gonna have all the significant original values and whatnot. It's just a global holiday thingy that everybody does regardless of religious background (Though I'm glad you still see their origins and acknowledge their important purpose to many other people!)

GOD HELP WHY? I ONLY WATCHED LIKE 10 MINUTES IF THAT ELF MOVIE WHEN I WAS IN 6TH GRADE DURING LUNCH? WHY WERE THEY PLAYING IT DURING LUNCH YOU ASK? BC OF CHRISTMAS OR SMTH IDK, BUT IT WAS OKAY IG

It would be very funny to see him as an elf that works at the mall as a side 😇 He needs it anyway

Regarding the Twin's, THEY HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE MAKE GINGER JOKES, SO BAD. THE MINUTE SOMEONE SAYS ANYTHING ABT ED SHEERAN AROUND THEM, THEY EITHER ZIP OUT OF THERE OR FIGHT. NO IN BETWEEN.

Typical gingers 🙄 so sensitive dude

Childe is one of the only gingers I can tolerate. If these two didnt have a life and played Genshin, they would favor Childe so much.

#renpy anon #sorry this took ao long to answer #rory flynn

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fictionfixations · 1 year

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man im gonna miss the owl house.

its a fucking masterpiece. that ending. Its all wrapped up in a nice and pretty bow and im so happy and im actually crying its precious to me like how gravity falls was, and amphibia (i admit im not the biggest fan of amphibia, with as fear of bugs and also holy shit thats a lot of 'filler' thats technically not filler because they DID have to wait like months to be able to venture outside but eHHH) gravity falls and its entirety was precious and nothing can match watching it for the first time amphibia was pretty and quirky with characters i genuinely cared about and the world building was cool and the owl house is a whole... IT HAD GAY, it had magic, it hAD BOOKS, it had so much stuff that i really liked and im so happy about it. and all of their endings made me cry and im still crying shut up oh my god and i didnt watch the episode like yesterday because i forgot and got distracted (haha sorry) and i want to make something to never forget but i already have the amity necklace, the season 1 poster (because season 2 had sold out by the time i checked sob, huNTeRRR) AghH but its in a pretty bow now and i have nothing to write about it. the perfect show honestly has to be the one that there's nothing that you can add to it because its perfect.

theres nothing that makes me want to add on to it, nothing to build out angsty and sad scenes (i mean it had everything i wanted LMFAO. anything else would have to just be like either a drabble, or like canon divergence and therefore hunter pov. because i am the writer who mainly writes male pov, clap clap) AND IM HAPPY FOR HIM HE HDWUISAHDIUA oh my god i just saw the flapjack grave oh my god it just spawned a new set of tears (I HAVENT FINISHED WATCHING THE CREDITS I HAVE WORDS TO SAY)

OH MY GOD AMITY (THEY ALL LOOK NICE. also can i backtrack and talk about how gus reunited with his father, with the illusions of multiple hims and then his dad was just hugging them all and that made me so happy??) also back track further LUZ WAS ROCKING THAT TITAN STYLE and she still has the litlte marks on her eyes (it was probably makeup though maybe? i dont remember if she had that after she turned back i dont think she did? idk) OH OH OH DARIUS (thats abomination coven guy right. oh my god i forgot what their rank was already LMFAO) NAD AND AMITYS DAD ?????? RAINE YOU LOOK SO PRETTY EM(ira? I FORGOT HER NAME. I JUST REMEMBER ED AND EM NAMES ARE FAILING ME RN) OH MY GOD THEIR DESIGNS next thing you know on youtube: nolstalgic the owl house lofi HOLY SHIT IS THAT GUS?

YEAH THATS HIS PALISMAN- HOLY SHIT ??? OH MY GOD EDA. AND SHES WEARING RAINES EARRING THING *SOB* AND HER ARMS A HOOK. OH MY GOD I LOVE HER /P AND THE LIGHT GLYPH im rewatching this so many times im so happy, this is like a literal timeless show in my eyes (like how you can watch gravity falls over and over AGHHH)

OH DEAR STEVE--- its just so perfect and im repeating myself and AGHHHH also can we talk about how they taught the collector what mortality was? i think thats the right word (i was about to say morality haha) LUZ JUST BRRR but like halfway through i remembered that papa titan (like the one from. i think it mightve been the first of season 3...? like when they go through theres that waving guy who sounds like hes running and panting and yelling 'hey' in the background, and i remembered 'OH IS IT HIM') and just oh my god *exaggerated hand movements*

oH MY GOD (and i know thats not the actual light glyph we had before- i know this because i tried drawing it once)

LOOK AT THE LITTLE HORNS AND THE DIAMOND SHAPE ADNWUIAS HDAIUD YEAHHHHHHH MORE LEARNING

i need to take a moment before i cry again my hands are shaking. im going to miss this show. i really hope i can find out what to write in the future (AHAHA unintentional pun to the episode 'in the future') EDIT: NO ITS FOR THE FUTURE, IM SO DUMB ahhh i want to immortalize it. i have this bad habit of forgetting things easily (on the plus side, YEAHHHH i can finally put my half a semester of spanish classes to use for luz!!)

#the owl house #the owl house spoilers #toh spoilers #toh #toh s3e3 #toh s3 #the owl house season 3 #thoughts #toh thoughts #ending #the ending #honestly its just me going 'its perfect'

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bloodycassian · 3 years

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Tender - Azriel x reader - Pregnancy fic. Fem! reader. LONG!!!

Prompt - Hi! I just read most of your imagines, and i loved them! You have me as your faithful follower, I don't comment much because English is not my first language. Could you write one where az manages to perceive that reader is pregnant right in the middle of the war?

You woke to yelling. Not screaming. Not fear or pain, but battle cries that you'd grown to love. They made your blood sing in harmony with the Illyrian voices. It made your heart hammer in your chest, and your muscles tense - ready to fight. Azriel groaned beside you, curling around your waist like a vise. You managed to break free from his muscled arms. Pale light shining through the tent tinted his shadows a light gray. They wrapped around you, drawing a chill down your spine. The war cries grew louder. "Get up. It's time." You shook him, pulling on your light armor. He covered his face with his hands, and did not leave the cot. He groaned again when you pulled the blanket off his mostly naked body. He was never a morning person. Cassian rushed in when you were putting the last of your gear on, and Az froze. His grip on his pants went white knuckled. Cassian's face was pale, and before he could say anything Azriel was hurriedly pulling on the rest of his clothes. Your stomach dropped at the sight of the Warlord. "It's a diversion." You said, voice hollow. Cassian's slight nod was enough to make the breath leave you. "It's going to be fine." Azriel grunted, pulling his tunic over his head. "We just need to move the troops. Get Rhys here." He waved a hand at his brother dismissively. Cassian grabbed Az's wrist. He forced the male to look at him, to see his worried eyes. You tensed, ready to defend your mate even against Cassian's might. "Rhys is on the battlefield already. We're on our own." His voice was low, and the warning in his eyes was enough to make the hair on your arms raise. Azriel pulled away from him, slowly. He began strapping his weapons belts on, pushed his hair back and sighed. "Where do you need us?" The air was cold, and the howls of battle echoed across the hills. Azriel's shadows curled around your legs, comforting. Then they slithered their way across the valley where the battle was beginning. + You could barely raise your sword by the end of it. The mud had been the most challenging part of the entire fight. The enemy horses had done a good job of making obstacles when they fell in the mud, lame with broken ankles and necks. You wished to put them out of their misery, but there was no time. The forces seemed to come in waves. Like a test against your small unit. Few were lost from your side. The dewey grass steamed in the morning light, carrying up the reek of enemy blood with it. You wiped your face, trying to get the taste of dirt and blood out of your mouth. Sharp stinging pain seared your ribs under your arm. You hissed. Then, you felt the warmth of your own blood. You swore, and looked for a medic that wasn't tending to wounded on the ground. Some Illyrian bodies were being lifted away, high into the air for burial at their homes. You dared not take a healer away from more critically injured soldiers. You nodded grimly to the ones that you passed. They were covered in blood, and yet still gave you fierce grins when you went by. They respected you. More than any other Illyrian Female before you. It was sad, but you hoped to forge a new path for other females of Illyria. You held an arm under your side and limped your way out of the mud. The packed mess inside your boots made moving your feet hard. You couldn't wait to shower. You spotted Cassian far down the field, and watched as he raised his sword high over his head. Your stomach twisted in pity for the suffering animal under him. You looked away before you could see the lifeblood drain from the horse's neck. He sent a blessing to the Mother for the animal, and continued on to the next suffering soul that would meet its end via his blade. + You hadn't seen her in a long while. Too long for a friend, but she gave you that same look she always did when she saw you hobbling up to her for help. Jeva was your favorite healer, and one you knew could keep a secret. She was round, and her voice was light and comforting. She smelled of nutmeg and berries. Something you had appreciated about her since you had met. "What is it this time?" She waved you inside, holding the tent flap open for you while you dumped your battle stained gear on the wood hutch beside the entrance. The tent was light and airy, filled with small plants of different varieties and cluttered with boxes and books everywhere. Her desk and bed were shoved to the corner, and a long wood table took up the majority of her area. As if she had known you were coming, she already had potions of different types laid out on the end of the table. "Probably nothing." You said, pulling off your armor as gingerly as you could manage. The soft light flickered and changed to a harsh beam when she laid you down on her exam table. "I'm not supposed to be healing anymore you know. I'm retired." She clicked her tongue at you, earning a pained grin. It was hard for you to bother a healer for any amount of time for something that you were sure was so small. But something about it stung too much for it to be just a scrape. And you knew Cassian would lecture you about it being infected if he saw through your mask to the pain. Az would force you to see one anyway as soon as he learned of it. "You know I wouldnt be here unless I had to be, Jeva." You said through your teeth as she cut away your muddied undershirt. "Oh, I know. That's why I have my best potions ready." She laughed, then paused. Your shirt lay limp on the table. Her eyebrows knitted together at the sight of your open wound. "Is it bad?" You asked, craning to try to look for yourself. She held you down. "Metal. Fragments are still in here, likely why it hasn't healed yet." You relaxed at that, grateful that it wasn't worse. "Thank the Mother. Az would have yelled all night." You rolled your eyes, and sighed as she started working on you. The first part was always the worst. The stinging hot potion that made the nerves around the wound numb. "One-" She began her countdown, then poured. You growled at her, gripping the end of the stained table hard enough to crack. "Easy..." She warned, and smoothed down your hair. She knew how to take care of her patients, that was certain. You relaxed as the stinging eased. The dull ache that it left behind turned into a bad memory. "I'm going to extract the blade then we can close you up. Simple and easy." She picked up her tools and began tugging away at your side. You could have fallen asleep with the relief the numbing potion brought. And with her humming in the air around you, it was a struggle not to. The time seemed to pass quickly, but when the clank of the metal tools jolted you from your dozing, the tent was lit in orange from the sunset outside. "Relax, we're going to close it up now. Once the potion wears off you will still be sensitive." She placed her hands over you, and the familiar warm vibrations of her healing magic set in. Then it stopped abruptly. You cracked open an eye, then narrowed your brows at her. "What is it?" You said gently, then again when she didnt reply. She stared at you, mouth agape. Her eyes locked to yours, even when you sat up to demand she tell you what the problem was. "Am I dying?!" you took her hand gently, in case she was going to push you away. Then she started laughing, her hand gripping yours back. The warmth glowed in your palm, the light radiating out from it was starkly contrasting the tent walls bedecked in orange. The light she emitted shot through you, and you felt the wound tingle, and seal. You stared at her in shock. That amount of healing power was incredible. Especially for field medics. "Youre not dying, no..." She waved a hand, fanning herself. Her eyes were glassy with tears. She sniffed and clutched your hand tighter. "Quite the opposite, darling." She pulled you in for a warm hug. + You spent the rest of the evening with Jeva. Until she got a hurried message about student healers needing help on the battlefield. You stayed in her tent as long as you could manage with the ringing in your ears. You stared and stared at the mirror across from you, showing you the bloodied warrior that you wanted to be. That you wanted to stay. The warrior that carried the Shadowsinger's child. The thought made tears sting your eyes. You refused to let them fall. You had been ignoring his tugs down the bond for well over an hour. You knew he was concerned, but you couldn't bring yourself to shout back down. The only thing that echoed in your mind were Jeva's words "You're pregnant..." Pregnant. Pregnant. Pregnant. You nearly punched her when she told you she wasn't joking. The only reason you even believed her was because of that powerful zap of healing she sent to you. That she sent to scan your body and make sure the fetus was okay before you even knew about it. You could barely hear half the words she said as she told you your options. You roiled with the thought now. The Mugwart she left on the table was daunting. You desperately wanted her back. Jeva would be able to deliberate with you. You knew she would tell you to do whatever makes you happy. You knew that. But you wondered how ethical the choice that made you happy was. Bringing a child into a world of war seemed cruel. Even if it made you happy. You distantly noticed Azriel as you passed him, walking to the forest edge just passed your tent. Worry laced the bond between you. You tried not to show anything back. But you knew he felt the tension, the void there. "Where the hell have you been?!" Azriel's eyes were furious when you passed him, his wings flared out slightly. You couldnt even look at him with anger back. Your emotions ran wild. You were frozen, and as numb as the potion Jeva had given you when she began removing the blade. "Do you know how worried I have been?! I sent Cassian to-" He tried to grab for your hand to stop you, but you flicked him away. He stopped for a moment, stunned. Then returned with more energy than before. That yawning abyss in your bond was growing darker with shame, worry and anxiety. His shadows roiled around him as he caught up. "You dont get to-" "Azriel..." You stopped in the edge of the clearing. The small meadow was silent in the darkness, not even the monsters of Prythian dared roar tonight. Your mind did all the roaring you could handle, anyway. You tried to focus on the swaying grass, on the soft smell of wet bark and pine hanging in the air. "Dont try to excuse this I need to know you're okay and-" He stormed in front of you, ready to burst with rage. His fear always made him angry. And for good reason after losing so many close to him. A tear ran down your cheek, your face burned hot with hundreds of feelings at once. Fear, pain, shock, joy, hope.... elation. You wanted his children. You wanted to help raise his child. You wanted to see Azriel be a father. You knew he would be the best damn Illyrian father there had ever been. The thought hit you like a well placed punch. He saw your paleness, your tears and stopped his yelling. You fell to your knees, the mud splattering all around you. You wanted to lay down. Lay down and think about the implications of carrying his child. Would it be good for the baby to be born at all? Just because you wanted it didnt mean it needed to happen. You knew that Jeva would give you a potion to extract it without hesitation if it was what you wished. "I'm-" You choked out, fighting the panic that flooded you. Your mind roiled with the conflict of your mind and heart. It turned you into a muddied, dark ocean on the bond. A turmoil that he couldn't see past. If you were an ocean, he was your lighthouse on the cliffside. Signaling you home. His eyes darted to your body, to your hands and how they wrung together in front of you. "I'm sorry. I just-" He sighed and took one of your hands. "I'm sorry." He kissed the back of it and brought his forehead to yours. He normally needed a lot longer to cool down after a fight, but seeing you in tears shocked him out of his pride. "I shouldn't have said that... I know you can take care of yourself." his voice was low, and he ran a hand comfortingly down your back. A hysteric laugh bubbled from your throat. It sounded like a sob. You didn't know exactly which it was. He sat back and pulled you into his lap, despite the grass being dewey and damp. He rocked you there for a few seconds before you had to tell him. Before he could be too close if he didnt want you anymore. The doubt crept into your head, and the nerves ate at you. Your heart raced, you could feel it in your neck. "Azriel..stop." You pushed away from him, to catch his beautiful dark eyes. They were painted in a silver hue by the moon above. You took in his face, the curve of his cheeks and lips for possibly the last time. You had to consider the worst possible outcome. You braced yourself for the rejection, for the pain of his reaction. You knew it had to come out. You knew you had to say it now or you never would. Your stomach flipped over and over. You opened your mouth, a soft sob wracking out of you before you began. He froze. Went utterly still, his shadows even stopping for a second before whirling faster than before. Your eyes went wide. His nose flared, eyes narrowed. He held you closer, sniffing at your neck. He pulled back and his eyes were even wider than before. His mouth fell open when you nodded. "I'm-" "Youre-" his face went through a whirlwind of different emotion. Then, he broke out into a small laugh. He couldn't stop. You felt the tears running down your cheeks and didnt bother to wipe them away. "Honey... I'm sorry." He stopped laughing suddenly. "What do you want to do?" His eyes were masked, his expression the most serious you'd ever seen him. His aura on your bond seemed to go completely gray and still, as if he didn't want you to see him. He masked everything. In preparation for whatever you decide. The gesture made your heart squeeze in appreciation. You stammered, resting your forehead on his. "I dont know." You muttered, voice cracking. Then, he was wrapping his arms around you in a smothering hug. When he pulled away, he cradled your face in his hands. The hands that had seen so much cruelty in his life. The possibilities of the same thing happening to your child made your heart race. "I'm here for whatever decision you make." He brushed your cheek with a thumb. You nodded and let him hold you like that for a while. Quietly rocking back and forth with you in his lap. + You were near falling asleep when the war cries rang out again. Illyrians howling for their leaders to join them. Another onslaught of death coming their way. The calls were distant, but Azriel tensed the second he heard them. Your blood went cold. He buried his face to your chest, as if he wished he could hide there. "I'm not going." He said when you tried pushing him away. "I wont leave you." He promised, locking his muscled forearms around you. The echoes of battle cries faded. He stroked your hair, and traced his fingers along your back. Then he swore. "Let me take care of this." He said, voice edged with anger. Nerves pricked at your stomach, but you stood, wobbling on your feet slightly. He took off into the night sky painted in silvers and blues by the full moon. Then came racing back down right behind Rhys. the high lord took one breath and then he was hugging his brother. Azriel shoved him off, and they shot into the night sky. Well, Azriel did. He dragged Rhys with him. Grunts of pain and fleshy sounds of punching rang out. You followed them high into the air where they had their conversation. Your wings led you around them with ease. "Stop fighting and use your words, boys." You warned. You recognized Azriels growl and smiled to yourself as they broke apart. Rhys adjusted his tunic and cleared his throat. "I need you there. Cassian is handling the Western front, the others need a leader." Azriel began protesting against the high lord. "I cant with my mate-" "I know it feels impossible right now but-" "I will not, Rhys-" You set your jaw. If they wanted to fight over if you needed protection or not, you would take the option off the table all together. "I'll go." you said, voice strong since hearing Jeva announce what grew inside you. Pregnant, pregnant, pregnant. You shoved the thoughts away as far as you could. They both turned to you, horror striking Azriels features. "Absolutely not. No." Heat and rage flared down the bond. It made you want to defy everything he said. You locked eyes with him and glared. Rhys glanced between you with tense shoulders. He cleared his throat. "It would be a good compromise, Azriel. You can go together to the Eastern front. Think about it." He placed a hand on his brother's shoulder and gave him a grim smile. "I wont say a word." He said, summoning the darkness around him then winnowing away. Azriel's cold eyes made him look like a statue. "Let's go." He said, and started circling lower. Back to the meadow. "I'm going, you cant stop me from following you." You said, expecting a fight. He said nothing. You were met with that silence that drove others crazy tryin to find out what he wanted from them. The bond seemed to snap taut, then go into a relaxed state. He was hiding. You knew it, but would rather have silence and peace than him trying to fight you again. He walked you back to the tent, and exhaustion took you under before you could remember him laying down with you. You hoped it it was exhaustion, and not whatever the baby was doing to you. Despite your best efforts, you couldn't resist the urge to cradle your belly while you slept. There was no bump, but it felt like the most natural thing to do now that you were aware of the being inside you. You slept hard, and awoke to the breakfast bell chiming. The sounds of slow footsteps marching through the mud kept you awake. Azriel was gone, but the candle on the table was lit. A note lay there waiting for you. His messy scrawl made you smile, the familiarity of his writing reminded you of the notes he would leave you when he had to leave early for meetings with Rhys. "Back by nightfall, lover. A guard is at the tent, ask her to bring you anything you need. -A" You peeked outside the tent to see Jeva there, her long fur coat shimmering in the morning light. Her breath clouded in front of her when she gave you a soft smile. "Good morning." She pulled a muffin from her coat. "Your favorite." She winked, and you pulled her inside. She had a fire roaring by the time you finished your food. "How are you not freezing?" She complained, blowing into her hands to keep them warm. You brushed the crumbs from your shirt and really took into account the changes you'd noticed lately. How hungry you'd been, how tired after the easiest days. "Do you know... How um..." You gestured to your stomach. She gave a small smile and nodded. "Only a month or so." She said quietly. You stared at your stomach, as if waiting for something to answer you. To give some sort of affirmation that Jeva was right. She continued warming herself by the fire, and soon the tent was filled with her warm chestnut smell. Cassian entered the tent when you were starting to doze off again. The wool blanket on your lap reminded you of a time when you first met Az. Your heart squeezed at the memory of those long nights shared together by a fire. Taking your turns on watch duty. You shook yourself from the memory. Cassian froze. His face scrunched up at the sight of you. The scent, you realised. You swore to yourself, and Jeva only nodded when he looked to her. "Youre pregnant?" He asked breathlessly, and you could smell the fear and excitement coming from him. In fact, you could smell the smoked meat on his breath. And the cold air that clung to him from outside. It was refreshing, like a cool drink on a hot day amid the dry heat inside the tent. "I'm sorry, I shouldnt have.." He ran a hand through his hair, trying to remain focused. "Its okay, Cass. What's going on? Az left me this note." You handed it to him. His lips moved as he read it. He went white as bone. Your stomach dropped. + Azriel had gone in the night to take out the entire eastern flank with a small group of Illyrians. You felt your world skittering away as Cassian told you. Your vision went blurry, and tears fell, dripping on your hands that clenched the wool blanket. "He's on his way here now. He had to answer to Rhys first." Cassian waited for you to say anything. But your lips just couldnt form the words. The hurt, anger... the betrayal you felt for him going to battle without you. And defying a direct order from his high lord like a fool. "I suggest you leave before Azriel comes back. It may get messy." Jeva spoke for you, and you were grateful. You gave Cassian a nod of thanks before he turned and left. The cold wind that blew in from the door gave you goosebumps. "Take it easy, you dont want to be too stressed." Jeva handed you a mug of tea and gave you a small squeeze. You could smell Azriel before he entered. Jeva shot him a glare, but said nothing. "I'll be in my tent if you need me." She promised, gave you a look that said 'find me after' and left. Azriel took off his armor plates one by one. A bit too slowly to be considered normal. Stalling. You said nothing. You let the tension roil out of you, let it hit him down the bond. Like a wave getting ready to break. He rolled his shoulders, stretched his wings. The mask he wore cracked when he saw your fists balled in the blanket. "I couldnt risk you... or the babe." He tried to hide the fear that shone through. The fear of his mate or child being hurt in battle. He wouldnt be able to stand it. The fight was needed, anyway. He needed to get out his instincts to protect protect protect. You said nothing. You let that looming wave grow larger. He sighed, and sat at the end of the cot beside you. "I'm sorry. I needed....I needed to get my head straight. I should have told you. I'm sorry." That wave crashed, not on him though. Internally, guilt and fear melting in on yourself. "I cant lose you, we... We cant." You said through your teeth, trying to hold back the tears that begged to spill over. He tried his best to hold back his surprise. "We?" He asked, a small smile playing on his full lips. You gave him a grim smile. "If you're...ready to be a father. I like imagining you, with my child." "Our child." He said with a bubbling laugh. You laughed with him, and it turned to hysterics. He wiped tears from the corner of your eyes. "We're going to have a baby?" He cradled your face, looking into your eyes. You took one of his hands, and placed it on your flat belly. "Yes. We are." You said, voice quivering. He wrapped you into a hug, and you cried together in the cot.

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Riff x artist!Reader Chapter 3

Notes: sorry guys.😭 I wasnt feeling that great in the last weeks, thats why it took me so long to write a new Chapter. I m trying my best, Friends.✨Hope you like it. Stay Hydrated, love Mai💗

Warnings: bad grammar

Desperate about what had happend to my painting, I sat on the fire escape and pondered. I had to find a plan as quickly as possible. Preferably one that could still work out today. It was already in the afternoon. The sun was shining between the skyscrapers of the city. I saw mrs Murphy lugging her groceries across the street, talking to the janitor of the building across the street. She was probably spreading the latest gossip she had heard at the market. I found myself thinking about Riff again. I had heard his name before - I was convinced of it by now. Maybe mrs Murphy had talked about him once. I thought about how she would spread gossip about me and Riff. I would much rather have that, than stories about me and Tommy of whether or not we were engaged.

Only now the stories about me and Riff were not even that unrealistic. I thought with horror that Mrs Murphy could have found my drawings. If that had happened, then I was as good as dead. My father would probably lock me up in our apartment for months and John would lock up my stuff, or worse, throw it away.

John couldn't stand it if I had feelings for a jet. Or any gang member. He's dreamed of seeing me and Tommy together for too long. Nothing could stop him. Sometimes I think about what I would do if women had the same rights as men. I wouldn't be here anymore. Maybe I would travel around the world, or wear pants. But these kind of thoughts were pointless.

I thought I had reached a new low point of the day, when suddenly I had an idea.

John really wanted me and Tommy to get together. That was for sure. So what if I just played along.

"Brother, I have a question. I know I've already been to docs once today. But is there any way I can go there again real quick? I'll be back in 15 minutes I promise."

" I don't think so. I don't like you spending so much time there. Those gang boys hang out there a lot. That's no place for a young lady like you."

" I know, I know John. But you know I've been thinking about it and...I'd like to ask Tommy out.“ i tried to sound as honest as possible. „ And he's coming to see you tonight. So I thought it would be nice if I got him his favorite chocolate from Valentina. He really likes it and I would love to have a present for him. He is always so generous to me. Please John."

"If that's the case, then thats fine with me. I'm glad you finally fancy him. I've always said you'd make a beautiful couple. But be back in time."

I really hoped he didnt notice my fake smile. The idea of me and Tommy as a couple was too horrible. Nevertheless, I could not help but rejoice. If I was lucky, the painting was still where I had lost it.

I walked through the noisy streets of new york. Past the paperboys on the street corner. A confident look on my face. A bag in one hand. The other one was nervously playing with the hem of my skirt. A habit since childhood. Father had always hated it. He said that my insecurity could be seen from miles away. Besides fidgeting was nothing what a young woman in my social rank did.

Fortunately for me, Valentina had not yet closed. Without thinking further, I went into the store. At first glance it was dark and no one was to be seen. But I heard voices coming from the basement. It had to be Tony and Valentina.

"They will be with me soon," I thought. I was overwhelmed that I was so lucky again. There was no one in the store, which meant I could search intensively for my picture. Without having to find a stupid excuse like "I dropped my pearl earrings" . This thought made me smile.

I went to the table where I had been sitting in the morning. This was the last time i Hand Seen my painting. But instead of my drawing, there was only a pack of cigarettes. The box was almost empty. Only one cigarette was still in it. Dark blue paint was stuck to the side of the box. I took it in my hand to have a better look. Even though my brother and father had the habit of smoking, I had never held such a pack in my hand before. My brother said it was not something suited for me. Just like alcohol.

I had always kept to the rules of the two men, but in this moment the feeling of curiosity overcame me for the first time. What would happen if I would not keep to these rules. But before I should continue to think about whether I should dare to smoke a cigarette or drink a sip from the gin bottle that stood on the top shelf of the kitchen, the door opened behind me. Without giving it much thought, I put the pack of cigarettes in my pocket.

Standing in front of me were Tony and...

Not Valentina. It was Tony and Riff. The two were still engaged in their conversation. Neither had noticed me.

"Come on Tony, it will be fun for you to dance again. And please let me know if you find out anything."

Nervously I started playing with the hem of my skirt again. I wanted to stare at the floor but instead I looked at him again. As if we were the only two people on this planet. He had a beautiful laugh. One of those laughs you always want to hear. His whole face was beaming.

He turned his head a little to the side. With his left hand, unnoticed by Tony, he reached into the bowl next to him.

"Would he look at me? Would he know it was me who had drawn him like a madwoman in front of the store. Maybe he'd say something to me..."

The thoughts just bubbled in my head. I had the feeling of completely losing my mind. I didn't even know this young man! What was i thinking?!

„Yeah, we'll see. And hey, Riff! Don't steal milkyways again." Tony tried to take the candy out of Riff's hand. But Riff was faster, he turned around and ran past me without giving me a glance. I didn't realize what had happened until the door had closed behind him and Tony had said my name out loud several times.

The rest of the day felt numb. I bought the chocolate for Tommy and asked Tony as uninterested and normal as I could about the drawing. But Tony just gave me a knowing look and told me to ask Valentina about the drawing. Tony definitely knew more than he wanted to say. He had probably found the drawing himself. Normally I would be freaking out now. Or start asking Tony about every detail he knew. But the disappointment that Riff hadn't even noticed me, had already triggered a different feeling.

Lost in my thoughts, I walked home. I hadn't been feeling this low in a long time. Now I had to go on this stupid date with Tommy. And my excuse was pointless. With my head down I walked along the street. Not knowing that on the other side, across from docs, an excited young man was walking up and down the road. In the small pocket of his ripped shirt, was a carefully folded sheet of paper.

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