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aiura-stan · 2 years

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❤️🦋🔥🌧🌏⚾️🔮🍀😇💣🤩💅🏽 ✨Katha’s Long List of Proposed Creative Saiki K Shipnames ✨

Sure, smashing names together is fine, but I like creative and quirky ship names! So I have taken it upon myself to make up as many as possible…

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~Intro~ (feel free to skip ahead)

As a Saiki K fan who originally didn’t ship anything in this fandom, I have grown fond of reading fanfics with different pairings. It’s admittedly very fun to think about all of the alternate universe potential of ships. Ships go beyond canon, and explore the potential relationships and implications of one plot point happening before another, and how it could wind up impacting two people’s lives together.

I think there’s something inherently interesting about the stories fans tell about two characters and their interpersonal dynamics, and how it plays into the source material- or goes against it. It’s creative! And very cool, and I think the fandom should have more creative ship names to reflect that. I miss the days when a ship name told you something about the pairing it was referring to.

So I came up with a bunch myself, ft my silly commentary. I welcome people to propose additional names, ships or alterations, or take this entire list and copy+ paste it to workshop it/rework it themselves. Without further Ado.

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KuboKai (Kuboyasu + Kaidou)

-Troublemakers

-Wannabes

-Legend and Legendary

SaiTeru (Saiki + Teruhashi)

-Battle of Wills

-Heaven and Hell (thanks Kuusuke)

-Destroying Angels (a type of beautiful but deadly mushroom, with an angelic appearance)

-Divine Intervention (My personal favorite)

-God’s Chosen (courtesy of Saikikthoughts)

SaiAi (Saiki + Aiura, Aka Mikosai or Saiura)

-PSIoulmates (from a chapter title)

-Destiny Reawakened

-Future Nostalgia (Yes, like the Dua Lipa song)

-Power Couple (It’s simply true)

Future Sight (It was super effective…)

SaiShun (Saiki + Kaidou Aka KaiSai)

-Sweet Reunion

-Cotton Candy (already a homestuck femslash shipname but shhh, they have a nice color scheme)

ImuTeru (Imu + Teruhashi)

-Pretty Girls Rock (come on let’s do the pretty girl Rock…)

-girl power

SatouSai (Saiki + Satou)

-Average Life

-Normal Boyfriends (In which Saiki gets the normal life he has always dreamed of.)

SaiKechi (Aka AkeSai, Saiki + Akechi)

-playmates

-battle of Wits

-Bet

-Horsegamblers

-Pushing Luck

-Luck by deduction (something like that.)

ToriSai (Saiki + Toritsuka)

-Master Worship (Jared Kleinman voice: kinky)

-impervect chemistry

NenRo (Nendou + Hairo)

-Gym Bros

-Himbos

-CompetiPSIon

-Buff n’ Buffer (Courtesy of Saikikthoughts)

KuboSai (aka SaiYasu, Kuboyasu + Saiki)

-Rule of Fists

-Delinquents

-Karma

-Vigilantes

-What Goes Around

AiTeru (Aiura + Teruhashi)

-Girl Power

-Saiki Approves

-Poetic Duet

KusuKoto (Aka MaKuusuke, MakoKuu, Makoto x Kuusuke)

-sibcon binate

-wit and charm

-fool’s gold (pyrite is an interesting and useful mineral in its own right but it’s DEFINITELY not gold or a substitute)

-Monarch Mimicry

-kill-a-fellow (like the snake rhyme)

[insert phrase meaning deceptive appearances]

ToriAi (Toritsuka + Aiura)

-Fate and Death

-Bi-Psychics

SaiSai (Saiki + Saiko)

-Rich get Richer

-Alliteration boys

YumeAi (Yumehara + Aiura)

-Love Deluxe (Let the voice of love, take you hiiigher…)

-Hearts on Sleeves

-The Love Club (like the Lorde song)

-Love Fantasy

-Love & Truth (Mother Mother anyone?)

-Gossip girlfriends

(They’d make such a good couple, just from a storytelling POV)

NenSai (Nendou + Saiki)

-ramen buddies

-pals

SaiKoto (Saiki + Makoto)

-Aggravation Games

-Roku/Six Eyes (this one’s so stupid)

-Romcom (doesn’t it sound like one. I fell in love with the girl-who-has-a-crush-on-me’s overprotective brother with a siscon…)

ToriHii (Toritsuka + Hii)

-Disastrous destiny

-Tit for Tat

-Lady and the Damned (haha)

SatouHii (Satou + Hii)

-A Perfect Match

-luckbuddies

SaiHara (Saiki + Yumehara)

-Love Fantasy

SaiMera (Saiki + Mera)

-Coffee Jelly

-Sweethearts

-Café Date

-Eat your Heart Out (to all the haters of the ship!! XD)

SaiRo (Saiki + Hairo)

-Motivation

TorIsu (Toritsuka + Arisu)

-A Ghostly Couple (remember Saiki saying Arisu chan was probably a member of the occult generation of miracle kids?)

-Fight or Fright

-Creep n’ Creepy (tbh)

-Phantasmagoric

-Grimms (Anyone seen NBC Grimm…?)

ToriKai (Toritsuka + Kaidou)

-Rabble Rousers (one of those chaotic ships, I think)

KuriAi (Kuriko + Aiura)

-girlbosses

KuriTeru (Kuriko + Teruhashi)

-café denial

YumeTeru (Yumehara + Teruhashi)

-Love Advice

-whispers

(was trying to find some cutesy equivalent of female version of ‘bros before hoes’ but couldn’t find anything not vulgar)

NenKai (Nendou x Kaidou)

-Me or You

SaiHii (Saiki + Hii)

-Unluck in love

-Fortune Chasers

-Breakdown Buildup

SuziyumaHiiisunderrated came up with a bunch of cool ones:

-Death Flag

-Worldbreakers

-PSI-lamity

(these all sound so METAL I wanna write a long, epic fic about them)

KuuTori (Kuusuke + Toritsuka)

-a blind date (because kusuke probably blindfolded him when kidnapping him… also took him on a “cafe date”…)

-Stockholm Syndrome (i’m laughing help)

ToriKechi (Toritsuka + Akechi)

-run, don’t hide (they can locate you with ease…)

KuuAi (Kuusuke + Aiura)

-Fashion showdown (I feel like Kuusuke’s probably into fashion as a hobby when he’s not studying. Aiura is definitely a fashionista.)

-Certainties (With Aiura’s accurate predictions and Kuusuke’s intelligence, who knows what they could bring about together…)

HiiTeru (Hii + Teruhashi)

-Even Out

-Grace and Klutz

HiiAi (Hii + Aiura)

-pathfinders (Some sort of Milo Murphy’s law type situation where Hii chan’s girlfriend Aiura comes prepared for all situations and they work together to avoid daily disasters in life and wind up going on all sorts of adventures together. Think about it- if you know every way something can and will go horribly wrong, you also know exactly how to make it go right…)

YumeKai (Yumehara + Kaidou)

-Knight & the Princess

MetEra (aka MerSaiko, Saiko + Mera)

-Rags and Riches

-Dedication (one thing both share)

KaiMera (Kaidou + Mera)

-(for) Love & Money (both work their hardest. One gets more money than love, the other more love than money…)

NenTeru (Nendou + Teruhashi)

-couth and uncouth (sat on a bench, couth fell off… wait nevermind wrong word pun)

-Beauty and the Beast (akdjsjdj I couldn’t resist)

YuMera (Yumehara + Mera)

-Extraordinary Ordinary

postscript

I don’t even ship most of this, so I’m sure someone who did ship it would come up with something better. So please feel free.

Several of these could be called the ex-Saiki crush club. How many characters have/had a crush on saiki again? Like five, I think. Yumehara, Aiura, Teruhashi, Toritsuka (as Kuriko), and that one unnamed girl near the beginning.

Psychic Duo could apply to either SaiAi or ToriSai, Perv BF’s could be either KuTori or KuusuKoto. Some of these might be confusing, or apply to multiple pairings. Not entirely sure.

Did I miss your favorite? Tag me with the ship name + a proposed creative name and I will add it ^^

#saiki k #saiki kusuo no psi nan #ship names #saiteru #saiai #kaisai #saikechi #and many more inside!#ship meme #the disastrous life of saiki k.

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belphies-cuhm-sluht · 3 years

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And here's a thought! Lucifer and Belphegor pining after the same F!reader. A fic or headcanons, whichever is easier for you. How would they go about wooing her? What are their flirting techniques? Who's more touchy feely and who drowns her in words? I want that good, kind of filthy because we know they dont play fair, brotherly competition

Sincerely,

Your favorite aka the Queen of Smut @diavolosthots

Lucifer and Belphegor Pining Over The Same F!MC Headcanons

did I get carried away with this? Yes. Did it go from Headcanons to like ... headcanony fic? Yes. Do I Hope it’s still good? Also yes.

This isn’t friendly competition, not at all. As soon as they realized that they liked the same girl, it was like a race to see who could get to her first, who could win her over first. They are out to spoil each other's plans, no matter what it takes.

Lucifer would take you out on little lunch dates or grand dinner dates, it just depends on how busy he is, but he does enjoy smaller lunch dates since the restaurants aren’t packed during the day, but the dates were always under the guise of a friendly lunch or a generous dinner for helping around the house. His pride made it hard for him to handle any type of rejection, so he never told you that it was a date, just in case you didn’t like it.

Belphie, if he found out about the reservation that Lucifer had made, would always attempt to hold everything up. The dishwasher just so happened to start leaking bubbles from the bottom as soon as you and Lucifer were about to leave, or all the lights in the house somehow went out while you were getting ready. Strange things, but they were also normal things that could happen in a normal household. You were none the wiser to what was going on, but Lucifer knew, and he could play just as hard at that game.

Belphie wasn’t one to take you out of the house, he didn’t see the point in doing it. He could have a normal date with you up in the attic, and that’s exactly what he does. Snacks lined up next to the beanbags that he has placed in front of the television. Just a simple movie night, and the best part is that, this was one of the things that he and you did before he even realized that he had feelings for you, so you wouldn’t think any different of it, but this was his way of getting closer to you.

Lucifer hated it, he hated how simple it seemed to be for Belphie. He was lazy, so he didn’t have to try as hard to impress you. Him just getting out of bed was a means for a round of applause from you. He wasn’t one to spoil things the way Belphie did, but he would text you occasionally during your movie, just to make sure that you were still capable of texting back. Sometimes, if you didn’t text him back within ten minutes, he’d go up to the attic himself and inform you that it was time for dinner, or that he needed your help with something.

It started out as somewhat normal brotherly competition, but once one of them started getting handsy, that’s when the other ramped it up. Lucifer was definitely more handsy, although he’d play it off quite well. Pulling you into his lap in his office while he worked, and when you’d question it, his excuse was that you kept him from getting up and getting distracted. Now, he and you both knew that he wasn’t the kind of person to get distracted, but he also did seem to work much faster with you on his lap. That, and the fact that his arms were on either side of you so you couldn’t really move, and his chin was resting on your shoulder. What better way to get closer to someone than to actually have them close like that? That was Lucifer's way of thinking, and Belphie didn’t like it one bit.

Belphie was too awkward to do stuff like that, not that he didn’t hold onto you during the naps that the two of you took together, but that was normal to him, and it was normal to you as well. Any other kind of physical affection though… he couldn’t do that. What if you pulled away from him? What if you didn’t like it? That was scary to him.

Belphie liked to use words, and while he wasn’t the best at telling you how he felt, it seemed way better than just pulling you onto his lap and staying silent. That just seemed awkward. His “words” were usually just off handed compliments, things that wouldn’t make you feel uncomfortable, and things that he found easier to get out. He wouldn’t stumble over his words when he told you that your hair looked nice, and he wouldn’t turn into a blushing mess when he complimented your outfit or your shoes. It was easy, and you would always smile and thank him when he said those things. Your reactions alone made him feel like he was winning, and they made Lucifer more irritated because you didn’t smile and thank him when he held you on his lap. What did he have to do to receive the same gratitude?

Soon though, they got tired of basically beating around the bush. You were either clueless to their advances, or just didn’t like either of them. No matter what, they had to find out, and they were going to try twice as hard. The bad part is just that though… they were both trying, and that was a recipe for disaster.

Lucifer is used to getting what he wants, when he wants, no matter what it is. His best friend is the king dammit, and he isn’t going to give up. If he has to bring Lord Diavolo into this, he will. Don’t doubt him.

Belphie on the other hand, he’s not used to getting what he wants at all, but he feels like he at least deserves to have you considering you’re the reason he got locked away in the attic in the first place and he still wants to be with you. That should amount to something in your eyes, right? Can’t we just get over the fact that he killed you once and then attempted to do it again?

Lucifer started bringing random gifts and flower bouquets to your room. Stuffed teddy bears, and random pieces of jewelry that “caught his eye” and “made him think of you”. Everything that he got you was exquisitely beautiful, and probably worth more than everything you owned combined.

While he had the upper hand monetarily, Belphie had the upper hand in the fact that he was easier to get along with, and those kinds of things weren’t really expected of him. Sure, he had money, but unlike Lucifer he didn’t spend it on grand things to try to buy you over with.

Now, every time Lucifer even comes to your bedroom with gifts, Belphie is in there with you, and that in itself was his gift. He was staying awake, for you. That’s not to say that he didn’t get you things though, but they weren’t as marvelous as the gifts that Lucifer got you, but they had more meaning than a silly little bracelet or multiple vases filled with flowers.

Belphie had gotten you a little cow plushie, and it had a simple note attached to it that said “When you can’t be with me, you can still cuddle with a little piece of me.” And now you brought it with you everywhere, even into Lucifer’s office.

If gifts didn’t work, well… then they’d just go at it full force. Lucifer would put some of his pride aside, and Belphie would let his hatred for Lucifer really shine as they both tried to win you over.

Lucifer would lock Belphie up in the attic for an entire and if you asked where he was he would lie and say he went out with someone else, hoping that it would make you not want to see him anymore. Then he’d take you out on a date, only to find that his credit card isn’t in his wallet and you end up having to pay for the meal.

Yes, Belphie stole Lucifer’s credit card, and the guy should be happy that he just hid it in the attic instead of giving it to Mammon.

Whenever Belphie tried to hang out with you, Lucifer would miraculously claim that it’s room inspection day, which only seemed to begin just recently, and the attic always seemed to need to be cleaned, and so did your room… although Lucifer would always offer to help you with your room when it needed to be cleaned.

If Lucifer had you in the office with him while he was working, Belphie would text Lord Diavolo and tell him that Lucifer wanted to hang out today and he was just too prideful to ask. He knows all too well that Lucifer can’t say no to Lord Diavolo.

That, in turn, had Lucifer using the same trick against Belphie with Beel though. He’d tell Beel that Belphie wanted to work out at the gym with him and was just too embarrassed to ask since he was so scrawny and weak.

It was a constant tit for tat, back and forth with the two of them, and finally they wouldn’t be able to handle it anymore. They’d sit you down at the table, and even though they’re kicking each other under the table, they’re smiling at you.

“I like you, Y/N… so… who are you going to choose?”

#obey me #obey me shall we date #om! shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me imagines #obey me scenarios #obey me x reader #obey me x mc #obey me! shall we date #obey me belphegor #obey me Lucifer #obey me lucifer x mc #obey me Lucifer x reader #obey me belphegor x reader #obey me belphegor x mc #lucifer avatar of pride #belphegor avatar of sloth

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thedashingcaptainweird · 3 years

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The "Newlyweds" Game: Max and Orion

I was tagged a while ago by @the-lastcall (thank you!) and had loads of fun doing this, and even drew a silly little thing. You should try it with your special couple!

(Also, Max and Orion aren't married, it's just the name of the game 😆)

1. Who can outdrink the other?

Orion: He's gonna say it's me, so he can maintain the mysterious and sophisticated air of a man who doesn't get wild on vices. But that guy could drink a handle of Glacial Aged and still recite the six pillars of Scientism. Even if he has renounced them.

Max: Me, no question. Orion starts to fall asleep after half a glass of wine. It's rather sweet, honestly.

2. Who says “I love you” more?

Orion: Who tits for tats on something like that? I say it, he says it, and not a minute goes by that I don't know it's true.

Max: I don't think I could possibly repay the 'I love you's" he impresses upon me, though I try. The DeSotos were a much… quieter and emotionally withheld set than my dear Captain, and we didn’t say it very often.

3. Who has trouble sleeping alone?

Orion: Me. Can you blame me? I slept alone for 74 years. And yes. I know I was only in the tube for 70.

Max: Orion.

4. Who swears more?

Orion: I think we'd both earn an R rating if we were in a movie.

Max: Me.

5. Who does more of the housework?

Orion: SAM.

Max: The automechanical. And me.

6. Who forgets their anniversary?

Orion: Max, but I seriously don't mind. It just means I get to look the chivalrous hero when I plan some winning set up, and I get to see that sly smile of his.

Max: Time is an illusion after all. What matters is how we spend each present moment, and I feel we do well by that measure.

7. Who steals the duvet in their sleep?

Orion: Me

Max: I hope you’ll pardon my ignorance, but what does “duvet” mean?

8. Who keeps the other awake at night with their snoring?

Orion: As far as I know, neither of us?

Max: I've never been awakened by it, if it happens. And I do believe Orion would do me the courtesy of letting me know if I snored. I doubt he'd let me live it down.

9. Who finds stray animals and begs the other to let them keep them?

Orion: Hey, Max heavily implied I should bring that weird little mutt onboard. Him and Felix. Little thing gives me the creeps. But what am I gonna do… say no to Felix and Max?

Max: Did he tell you that I begged him to keep Anubis? Because… guilty as charged. The canid is quite a sharp little fellow, and a good companion. I'd do it again.

10. Who usually makes dinner?

Orion: It's one of my favorite things to do.

Max: Orion. It seems to make him very happy, and admittedly he's much better at it than I am. But helping him do it, being a part of the process, I find I enjoy that immensely

11. Who plays their music out loud?

Orion: Me. It isn't like Halcyon...ites? Halcyoners…? It isn't like people in Halcyon actually have real music. I mean it wasn't even all that great in my time. I go back a couple centuries for the good stuff.

Max: He plays these incredibly theatrical, over the top, but admittedly catchy ballads and sings along with them with great enthusiasm. It's quite a spectacle. Old Earth music had a lot of heart.

12. Who hogs the bathroom?

Orion: me

Max: It takes him an obscenely long time to get ready for the day.

13. Who gives the most compliments?

Orion: Max

Max: Orion

14. Who usually starts/causes arguments between you?

Orion: Used to be Max. Now? I honestly couldn't tell ya. We don't tiptoe around our differences anymore. I’ll tell him anything, even if that means telling him he's pissing me off

Max: Likely me. You know how I can be.

15. Who isn’t afraid to embarrass the other in public?

Orion: I guess I'd be worried about embarrassing anyone in public. I want him to feel safe and confident with me. But, I guess I'm a bit much sometimes… over the top? Flamboyant? Anyway not much seems to embarrass him anymore.

Max: Embarrassment is in the mind, and comes from an inability to let go of our own sense of self importance.

16. Who gives the other cringeworthy pet names?

Orion: It's probably weird that I still call him Preacher, isn't it?

Max: Is it strange that I still use Captain from time to time?

17. Who fusses over the other when they get sick?

Orion: He is so gentle and kind when I'm sick. It's almost too much. More than I deserve.

Max: "Fuss" isn't a strong enough word for what Orion does. Every time I get so much as a fucking splinter you'd think the universe was crashing down around us and only he had the power to stop it.

18. Who finds it impossible to stay angry at the other for long?

Orion: I can't stay mad at him

Max: I can't stay mad at him

19. Who clings to the other for comfort when they’re sad or scared?

Orion: Look. If you’re scared, there is no person in the star system… probably the universe… who is going to keep you safer than Max.

Max: Orion provides an emotional security and comfort that I am entirely unused to, on a level that I’m not sure can be matched by any other human being. In terms of actual physical protection and safety? His strengths lie elsewhere.

20. Who is more ‘physically passionate’? (hugs, kisses, or maybe more…)

Orion: I think most people would be surprised how physically “passionate” he is. I mean, imagine his enthusiasm out on the tossball pitch or in a fray… and turn that into something intimate. It’s. Uh. Really something.

Max: I’m sure he’s telling you all sorts of sordid details, but that simply isn’t my style. You’ll have to use your imagination.

#captain orion augustus #maximillian desoto #the outer worlds #my art #maximillian desoto/male captain

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heli0s-writes · 5 years

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The Thief

Summary: Where do all of Bucky’s shirts keep disappearing to? Pairing: Reader x Bucky A/N: 2.1k word count. Silliness, fluff. Posters from the fic LOL

Bag of Tricks One-Shots Masterlist

Bucky is missing another shirt on Saturday morning. He rifles through his closet, slapping the hangers to the left and down the pole where they clack against each other fearfully. Last week, this happened too. His favorite red Henley with the threadbare hem and black buttons— all day he had searched for it until—

Oh.

With a slightly exasperated groan and a backwards tilt of his head, he closes the closet door. Quietly, he slips out of his room and down the silent hallway until the chatter of voices from the kitchen meets his ears.

Wilson stands at the stove top, flipping pancakes the size of plates— heavy, thick, wheat ones, overloaded with blueberries. Steve is to his side, pouring milk and stealing fruit when Sam isn’t looking. Natasha is perched on the counter, sipping black coffee.

And then, his eyes skip over to the dining table where a pair of delicate feet are propped up on the glass, toes tapping off-beat to a tuneless song.

You.

No matter how many times Tony and Steve tell you to stop putting your feet on the table, you still do— almost out of spite and with glee. You match Steve in stubbornness and Sam in annoying-ness. You’re just a step behind Natasha when it comes to acting, too. The combination could be lethal if you weren’t such a lawless brat, squandering your talents on petty revenge.

You’re leaned back in the chair, comic book in hand with a silly lopsided smile and your hair tied in the messiest of buns. Strands loop out from the elastic, flop against your ear pathetically. There is a smudge of toothpaste on the corner of your mouth, and when you lick your dry lips, you lick it away too.

“Hey, when are those pannies ready?” You ask over the line of the glossed book.

“Don’t call them panties! And don’t rush perfection!” Sam hollers back.

“Okay…” You try again, “When are those pancakies ready?”

“Pan-cakes.” Steve sends over his shoulder, “Pancakes. One word, two syllables, no ‘y’ at the end.”

“Uh. It’s I and E, sir.” And when Steve sighs in displeasure, you tug the collar of the shirt over the bridge of your nose and hide your snickering inside. You pop a finger in your mouth and flip the page, leaving a wet round print on the edge. Tony is going to kill you when he finds out that you are desecrating his rare collection with spit.

With a snort and shake of his head, Bucky runs his hand through his bangs and walks up next to the table. “Huh.” He mumbles, finger rubbing the sleeve spilling from your shoulder, threatening to flood all the way down to your elbow. The specked brown fabric, slightly pilled is familiar beneath the pads of his thumb.

The very one he was searching for this morning. That timeworn thing, half falling apart because it’s been so many times washed.

“This looks familiar.”

“This?” You ask, eyes wide, “Is it— is it yours? Aw jeez, Barnes. I found it in the laundry room. It just looked so comfy.” One foot scratches the other and the shirt rides up your legs and folds against your stomach. Your rub the fabric against your collarbone, shifting it side to side, and the middle falls in-between your breasts, outlining the shape of you.

He has to bite down on his cheek to stop his next expression, but hums a noise of surprise anyway, “Wonder how it got in there.”

You shrug and blush, give him a fake demure smile before scooting your chair back and heading over to grab food. He follows lazily behind, watches the hem swing at the top of your thighs, a tiny inch of your athletic shorts peeks out underneath. You’re ridiculous, he thinks.

“Yummy yummy yummy, get into into my tummy.” You pull three pancakes onto your plate and Steve glares at the way you use your fingers even though there is a fork in your other hand.

“Your germs are gonna go into my tummy.”

Shocked, you press three bent fingertips to your sternum, “Captain, sir! It’s called a stomach! Two syllables. No Y!”

Steve follows your hand with a wry smile, then the slightest tilt of his head happens as he narrows his eyes on your chest.

“Captain Rogers, are you checking out my tit-tats?”

With a stutter, Steve flushes and turns around, busies himself with getting his own pancakes. Everyone else follows suit and soon enough the dining table is seated with all five, pouring syrup and cutting fluffy stacks into smaller pieces.

To his right, Bucky watches you roll up a pancake like a log and dunk it into a lake of syrup you’ve squirted on your plate. With your mouth full, you take your fork and steal a triangle from him. Syrup dribbles onto your— his shirt.

“We literally have the same food.” he complains.

“But… yours is better; Wilson put more love into yours. I think he put fingernails in mine.”

Across the table, Natasha smirks, “Arsenic, maybe.”

“Actually,” Sam corrects, “It’s rat poison.”

Behind another log dripping with syrup and melted butter, you grin and waggle your eyebrows at Sam, tongue slipping out beneath the roll to lap the dripping syrup away. Bucky kicks you under the table, a quiet reminder to stop being so obnoxious.

Instead of heeding his advice, you shove the rest of the sticky tube into your mouth and choke a little.

“Jesus Christ.” He mutters, turning away from where you are pounding on the table and coughing. “You dead?”

“Rest in damn pieces.” Sam adds.

Steve continues to stare suspiciously as you press your cheek to the glass surface and catch your breath.

You’re going to drive him crazy, he thinks.

He hides the smile behind a cut of pancake and a swig of coffee. A few more bites and he loads his plate into the dishwasher, returning to his room to take a shower, even thanking Sam for breakfast without an insult. Wilson looks after him curiously but takes the compliment where he can get it.

On his way back to his room, Bucky stops by the familiar door decorated with a single poster you printed off in the lab—a kitschy and poorly edited photograph of Sam with a rainbow-colored clown wig over his head, not even fully covering his hair. Underneath his torso are the words Sam Wilson Local Dumbass.

You had made it after a mission where Sam’s wing clipped your shoulder and your gun went off into a gas tank, blowing out half the floor. It’s been almost half a year and you still haven’t taken the poster down—vowing not to change it until the year passes. Petty revenge, Bucky scoffs to himself.

Bucky pushes past the door and yanks open your closet, staring at the piles of shirts and shorts, mountains of pants and dresses you’ve never worn. On top of each heap are a million pairs of panties, like you just grab your laundry basket and throw it in. You probably do. The doors are always shut probably because you have the object permanence of an infant and if it’s out of sight, it’s out of mind, too.

He laughs when he sees the assorted hangers on the pole, varying sizes and some bent completely out of shape. There are precisely four, neatly aligned next to each other, out of place with the rest of the disordered space.

His hand reaches up to tug on the familiar red Henley he found last week over your torso as you sat watching a movie with Natasha. You had tied an elastic band to the bottom of it, the tiniest sliver of your hip showing beneath.

Next to the red is a gray long-sleeve. Next to that is a cream-colored shirt he hardly wears but you mentioned one night that you liked seeing him in lighter colors. Ironic that you’d steal it from him, then.

At the end of the row, folded neatly over the bar of a plastic green hanger, is a single pair of his black boxers and he nearly hisses when he yanks it off in mortification.

“What?” Your voice calls from the doorway, “They’re clean.”

“Jesus! Why do you have these?”

A wide grin stretches over your mouth, “I wear ‘em to sleep sometimes. Mostly when you’re not here.”

“Darlin’, you got your own clothes.” Bucky smiles, wishing he could genuinely find your antics annoying and not so damn cute. Walking forward, his fingers reach under your shirt where the smooth plane of your stomach starts, other hand moving over your head to push the door close. “It’s hard to keep a secret when you’re so obvious about it.”

You whine, bratty again, and he shuts up the noise with a press of his mouth over yours, “It was only fun for like, two months.” You mutter into his mouth, “But really, Buck. Everyone here is so oblivious that we could probably fuck on the conference table and they wouldn’t notice.”

A strangled breath falls out of his mouth, “We- we haven’t—f—” He can’t even bring himself to say it, because unfortunately, he is so stupidly shy when it comes to you. “D-don’t say f...” His face burns red and he attempts to look at anything else but your devious smile as you tap a finger over the band of his sweatpants.

“Fuck?” You laugh, “Fucky-fuck-fuck, Bucky-Buck-Buck.”

Then, quick as a whip, you leap up and lock your ankles around his waist, knees splayed out to his sides. Automatically, his hands catch underneath your bottom. Three months of secretly dating and all he’s done is kiss you senseless in utility closets. And now you’re saying… Jesus.

You’re going to kill him, he thinks.

Leaning back, you almost pitch out of his hold but then you stop yourself and slowly shrug the shirt—his shirt from your torso. “You wanna, right? Three months, Bucko. You’re playing a slow burn game that I am not good at.” You grin and drop the shirt onto the floor, the sight of your bare skin turning his entire body hot. “Bucky…!” You whine loudly, bouncing in his arms, “Come on!”

He groans at the way you shift against his groin and thinks fuck it. If you kill him, it’ll be a good thing. Rest in damn good pieces. Bucky sighs and tilts forward, pressing his nose to your neck, inhaling the scent of maple syrup. “Baby, you’re so—”

The door slams open and you yelp, falling out of Bucky’s hands and onto the floor on your back. “What the fuck!”

Steve is pointing, wide triumphant grin across his face, “I knew it! I knew that shirt looked familiar!” Bucky pitches forward, covers your bare chest with his body and nearly crushes you underneath.

“You fucking perv, Steve! Stop trying to look at my tit-tats!”

“I didn’t mean to!” Steve cries, turning around. Bucky kicks the door shut with his foot as you continue to curse out Steve on the other side of the door. With an amused sigh at the way your nose scrunches up as you hurl insults, he presses his nose to your collarbone again, licks away the stain of syrup you’d dropped earlier on yourself.

He wakes up in your empty bed around noon, groggy and a little confused as to why you’re suddenly gone. Disappointment and fear sparks in his chest at the thought of his lonely state. Was it bad? Maybe this is how you’re breaking up with him. Fuck—was it that bad?

Bucky slowly gets up, slips on his sweatpants from the earlier morning and scoops his clothes into his arms, mind set on clearing out his belongings from your room if the relationship is truly over, not even bothering to put a shirt on.

The hallway isn’t empty this time—down the walkway you are crouched with something in your hand in front of Natasha’s room, but you pay him no mind. Bucky tucks his clothing under his arm, turning around to close your door before his eyes catch sight of what’s been newly taped to it.

An enormous poster decorates the plain paint. Steve’s face is blown up and touches each corner. Over his eyes you’ve photoshopped two enormous breasts and under his chin are the words: Steve Rogers, Local Pervert.

Bucky sputters before a loud howling laughter tears itself from his throat as he pitches over to hold himself up on the door frame. It’s obscene—the petty revenge, it’s your worst one yet. He’s really going to fall in love with you, he thinks.

Down the hallway, you look over and grin at him, taping yet another poster to someone else’s door. Over your torso, again, as always, is his shirt.

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creative claims verification — the visitor

summary: things i hate about you, but i still love you — the general gist of the song. warnings: none wc: 1233

break-ups are easy.

or so she used to think when it goes about the same status quo of wake up, feel sad for a few days, piece yourself together and forget the rest. because life moves on, and she moves on without a second thought to the boy written in the clouds.

but this time’s different, and she supposes it’s the after effect of actually opening the confines she builds for herself, no longer letting the nomadic effect sweep her through.

figures, she’s left to fend for herself at the end of all this.

and she wonders how she got here in the first place, and how she became so susceptible to things she used to chide those around her for. the ease and thrill of puppy-dog love, and she’d call it a sadistic joke to fall through each sweet lie tainted with the kiss. past artificial physical touches, and how it seeps deep into a soul. touches you, imprints — how it feels all too real when it all comes to life in full-motion.

she writes down the traits — a bullet list of images that become the hook for the pull. his grave manner in polite sentences, the smile that bustles out when he doesn’t feel shy. she remembers the first glance across a table of acquaintances and a tit for tat humor that catches her off-guard and pulls her awry when she least expects it.

she hates every single one, marks it with an x of things to forget. the words that brought the thrill back into her life like she stepped forward, up to bat in a game of things she told herself she’d never get caught up with. things change, and she learns to despise each one — dig it deep under where she’ll never resort back to her pocket of delicacies. (but as much as she detests each one, she knows she won’t ever forget any single one of them).

and she theorizes, it’s all those things composed into one. the very reason why her eyes wouldn’t flee to anyone else’s, or how she was drawn to the instantaneous magnetism of his presence, living life as if he had no reckoning of what a bad day was.

and as she thinks about all those facets coming back full-circle once more, she falls back into one of the five deadly stages of grief: bargaining. it starts with the question why, toppling over the second it starts off a trigger of questions left unresolved. why she writes these silly love songs, the broken hearted pieces or why she says i love you when her heart’s still torn apart.

she can write a checklist of things she hates, or things she’s learned to hate over the time period apart. she could tell herself time and time again of each dagger that’s aimed to her front — in the end, it’s no use when it still pulls her back into the underside where her lungs fill up with the unspoken revelation: she’s never fallen apart.

each touch she remembers like it sears her memories and pierces her skin. how many times she’s fallen inside the self-destruction of bottles of alcohol and crumbled packs of cigarettes — it doesn’t matter. because patience isn’t a virtue, and there’s no vices to cover up the remains of something completely thrashed. she’ll push it away for what it’s worth, only to find herself in the midst of failure each time.

but the only question floating around in her head’s a simple one — it’s how it looks from the flipside. how it looks when he’s on the other edge of a crumbling mountain. avoidance is key, and she’s avoided every nook and cranny of the small size inside seoul. no where to hide, they say, and she’s only made a home in places where he can’t see her.

curiosity gets the best of her with her questions still hung high around aquaintances. cold shoulders, and she starts another bulleted points of questions she wishes she could ask — time changes all, but how does it change him? what he’s doing, she knows. only she wishes it’d remain a variable inside it all, so instead she’d ask: what kind of music he’d dance to, and who he’s with.

turns out, she’ll never get those answers when all the questions lie inside the leather bound journal, never spoken out into the void.

she shuffles between the idea of a song, but no base to the melody nor thought. just the words and a big picture image — mystery and wonder shrouding the words now brought to a melody. the base is set, a saving grace when sooah’s surge of creativity comes to save the day (in this thought, sooah’s saved her ways in more ways than one).

so, when she steps forward in the recording booth, lets the general melody carry the way of the first set of vocals — she lets herself hear the playback. it sounds eerie, the way it manages to inch its way up her spine.

taunting and creepy where the guitar takes a major play with the rifts sprinkled throughout. her voice climbs up when each verse is sung, and she plays her voice like it teases and taunts. a mental checklist of things when the song feels like it’s a series of backhanded questions given to her when she stops and stares at the reflection in front of her. for a split second, she pays no attention to whatever’s going on in the studio. instead, she rolls back and allows herself to stretch out emphasis on words when the guitar breaks into silence and fades to percussion.

her voice picks out a half-breath, half-voice tone — she uses that to the advantage of adding on the layers of an enigma when she draws out the overall tone of the song.

it falls within the boundaries of a subdued jazzy bar, late-night where the wanderers no longer spill in. instead, it draws a peek through the doors closing, the room filled with the lonely souls left lingering in the room. and in the big scheme of things, she thinks that it’s only irony mocking her when she becomes the only soul left in the big room filled with jazz.

it’s only when she gets to the finish of the vocals, and the late night restlessness brings back the finished file of the track. with her head tilted, eyes closed — rethinking the song and the elements, she finds herself with a missing void. eyes narrowed, she repeats. plays it over and over till the missing piece comes in the sentiment she wants to hone in on.

the why’s.

she adds a filter, one that muffles out the perfect polish of the song. instead, it sounds like a second-hand account of listening to it as it falls past the speakers — like a graze of a gentle breeze. it rakes past, a nonchalant thought tossed to the side, picked up only once it’s already passed by.

it’s the sound of what she wants to harness, so she keeps the filter at what it is only at that set part. it’s a shift in the songs entirety before slowly transitioning back into the facets of the regularities. straight in the middle, it’s a statement piece — a statement of something she’ll face for herself.

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sirjustice1400 · 3 years

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Inbuilt phone/console within TV

Temperature detection app when u ask the code voice tells you where such hidden, and they found to be true to launch their own as they were waiting 4 my death to gain recognition with the same thinking the other too black have not made it yet, yet they have done the same dude, what u gonna do bro, Tell me dude as in the links below

https://kintronics.com/solutions/ip-door-access-control/biometric-door-reader-with-temperature-detection/

https://zkteco.eu/news-center/news/zktecos-touchless-biometrics-body-temperature-detection

Ask 4 play 8 ball pontoon software or phone app as print all the pages of the same and add, money insertion column on both players if u like or not or write the same and sign on it b4 stepping on the above folded many sheets and even u can incorporate with all money exchange ration 4 every nation currency and boom ya software as u can also write all PS5 OR 4 GAMES in list and sign b4 u step on within printed format as above with monies column and place your bet or monies on both sides column so people play and whoever win takes the monies at what specified time dude as in the app in the link below

https://www.arkadium.com/games/free-8-ball-pool/

step on the folded as above on Cd hole as well as on same hole on Cabbage leave on grass on tile floor, heap guava and cabbage in dim light chop hay and paw paw raw on wood soaked in millet porridge in sand with maize or with mud or lemon or chop lemon seed with hay on wood soaked in guava juice and boom ya software within ya yard on gone up places, made a circular/rectangular/squire hole and on its side few yards from the ground level make another side hole to place the heap, synonymous with like copper apparatus and aluminum made on flat bottom roadside ditches with hidden holes on the side where u place the heap or wash feet in surgical spirit add lemon juice or seeds with kids or women pet Hyde or nails or feces unto it and boom ya software or just all pets 2 or 1 leg inserted unto the basin in the dark grab the inside of many fruits seed and extract within ya 1 hand as u rub on different walls and boom the same or try to press each fruit either ripe or raw to reach the seeds as u lean on the wall with ya upper hand parts.

They want to get to a nation where they have known how to make their coins or notes as Japan which when liquid cash eliminated stop the same as they hate hustling dude, the luo blooded dude and not straight forward but always in pretense to be lenient than other tribes dude and those lands they can place voodoo to slow down crop growth to say its a bad character within that leads to the same yet not so people follow them as in the song link below. Jah deliver me from hunger when all my dubious ways all learnt dude

https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-e&q=think+twice+riddim

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F7fHwVSJrkQ

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nEy3ZLbeHfI

After placing ya voodoo to shield u from bullets or being ambushed ask the coded voice what happens when u start the war or another as what can be hit within ya or the other person as when u r on the wrong side and start war and vice versa and with the other party so u know dude

Kisii worked hard to get to USA to get name, while the kikuyu did the same to get to Russia later, while luo did the same so they are called jew and attack another land, dude where will hard work with little pay take you when all nations have got military ware like missiles as you and even radar surveillance and voodoo. Tell me doc, now taking ya to controlling 1 withing his knee, kinda, as you are taking this and that much, and asked what is the intention, so now not to share ya food but get into ya house, where if u refute the same leads into open fights within the roads as they attack u organized with the police and dignitaries cementing hunger meaning now they know they know they are poor but the above continues. Bro how can it be stopped, u place voodoo and fight them even if hungry and that's the best tit 4 tat way/method. Locating things to steal to place in the budget which also got voodoo they fear and which to be stolen they have stolen all now, kinda, u see their imagery, kinda, grabbing one food from a joint and that's the plan b4 they are annihilated or taken back to their yard, vindicating to people they are tire, restless and hungry we should feed them they are Gods kids yet oblivious of their yesterday refusing to fathom character dude. Stupid and silly die ya own death bro, now disturbing people with blackouts with WiFi city power switches dude

TV with inbuilt console or phone u take the photos of both fold of TV and step not folded of the to be inbuilt or write name and joining with signatures or try with another pattern and even write the size of the TV and the company name or your name, step on within Cd hole on hay maize cob land on sand grass land, heap guava and hay or cabbage on gone down places within ya yard in dim light chop guava and cabbage on wood soaked in milk in hay or euphorbia milk or wash feet with kids and cats or rodents inserted head and like one leg on the same with old men 1 hand on the wall rubbing grinned extracts of many veggies, fruits and leaves as u try until it gets out bro and boom excetra excetra ya TV as in the link below

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/716705728176025903/

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/762234305669326451/?d=t&mt=signup

https://www.amazon.com/Haloview-Wireless-Digital-Monitor-Observation/dp/B07XKSH8M5

https://www.samsung.com/in/support/tv-audio-video/using-the-built-in-camera-in-samsung-f-series-smart-tv/

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sirjustice1399 · 3 years

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Making things inbuilt

https://kintronics.com/solutions/ip-door-access-control/biometric-door-reader-with-temperature-detection/

https://zkteco.eu/news-center/news/zktecos-touchless-biometrics-body-temperature-detection

https://www.arkadium.com/games/free-8-ball-pool/

https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-e&q=think+twice+riddim

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F7fHwVSJrkQ

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nEy3ZLbeHfI

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sirjustice1398 · 3 years

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Biometrics

https://kintronics.com/solutions/ip-door-access-control/biometric-door-reader-with-temperature-detection/

https://zkteco.eu/news-center/news/zktecos-touchless-biometrics-body-temperature-detection

https://www.arkadium.com/games/free-8-ball-pool/

https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-e&q=think+twice+riddim

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F7fHwVSJrkQ

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nEy3ZLbeHfI

Sugar also made below the staircase where a hole is made from below to above where people step on, where 1 insert the penis or one lick the pussy as of any sex gives ya another product as u reach up-to to any fruit u press the fingers up-to the inner seed and boom ya sugar. With sugar the heap can be apple with guava 4 the lick or with paw paw 4 the caress and ask the code voice with any succulent fruit with sugar as well as making other produce via the same gimmicks dude

Buy the sexy pussy in the link below from amazon and stop longing 4 women or going after prostitutes depleting ya cash dude

https://www.instagram.com/p/CKxsl2IJbYl/

Ask the code voice on ways u can extend ya 100 M finish time with like 3 - 2 second or more to beat the game like Kevy told the Jamaicans and many Americans to take the medal and even with other long lapse races in the finish time have the capacity to do the same as with many Ethiopians and Kenyans and even Chinese Kebi told the same. He can make others Legend while himself not crowned dude

As the devil how u can fly from 1 building top to another like spider man or just like insect or birds and ask 4 how long and distance covered dude

And ask what if u do the car can not knock u down and in case of the same what happens to that car and the people inside it and even the driver and let us know dude

And ask what if u do, u can be transformed into people who can not take bitter/sour things and if already 1 what can u do to reverse the same as now happy to eat ya food once again as bitter, sour or plane and let us know dude

As what if u do 1 can not pierce ya eye or break your teeth as b4 they bring close their hands u see that move and what combination of things if u eat u can hear what 1 thinks or say or able to see things they see in their eyes and 4 how long dude and ask personally what if u eat or do Mr Hindu cant see what u are seeing in their eyes, gauge ya mind or hear what u r hearing dude, to bar such practices that they can monitor crime and be body guards when such dignitaries can combine things to eat and do, so bullets or weapons and even crude get them and even their cars be bombed, ambush or knocked down as gunned, so even Mr president or CEO can be all alone in the slums dude. So stop dude u can be this man Body guard as your utility u do gym to get by, to me Mr is ya plan change bro

Ask the coded voice what if u place on another as synonymous with fruits and berries or veggies as u can give them preservative thing to stay long break this and that animal an even human when they wanna still and ask 4 of every animal 1 can transfigure into to steal ya properties instead of heaping blames on others dude synonymous with rodents and after placing this on that or inside this where to place it, on the wall, wood, clothe or tile, need to ask these so shield ya property to stop reproaches dude and even with Jig-as and Amoeba or leach and at what distance to the part it is at that time so killed to shield u from much abuses and spending as in drugs. HELP JUST few yards away from you to bring the biblical truth Nehemiah Helped the poor when on the right side to take over using the above practices dude, AND EVEN IF U CAN GLUE the crosses on the wall so u kill even insect in ya house, so not buy insecticides dude

Even ask what to do to 1 if the corpse exhumed as u can ask 4 the same and if u see kinda their left hands bending they took my cash and refusing to respect me to return it, instead wanna kill me as above i know the remedies to make they be in awe and ask in what due time will it completely bent if they refuse to to the same and what u employ on those frequently abuses ya and the area affect as with the stealing ya properties so we identify them and know them bro. Cant run cant escape and even with those destroy ya soil what area affected we see and with every crime even hidden direct to 1, families or community

Ask what happens to 1 who want to place jigas or LEACH UNTO ya system as what affected as they give people who have shielded themselves the same so they stop may be reason 4 coughing dude and they know not dude and even those placing body floods and bad stuff on food what u do to harm them as get back to them and affect which parts dude

If u can as a nation beat another nation in-terms of economy or war, ask the coded voice what u gonna do to achieve the above, instead now following 1 who can not make u achieve the above in later manner as he ought to have helped ya in the former case but failed to listen to him now still u want him with u to no avail homies

Horse top speed at this link and compare with ya machine

https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-e&q=Horse+top+speed

Sugar made at the road bend as of Migosi school church gate, the rough red one heap placed as u touch the same wall or on slanting roads, with ya road making tractor beside it make a slanting platform against the road or the lake or the same with ditches where on the sides inside the ditches that stones joins with cement u place like kale and look 4 another 1 to place on the floor half way as eggs on the create and on side when the slab meets the soil, separate with hard metal to make holes or fissure and inside any fruit to along the fissure as hoho and in between the stones place like avocado and boom ya sugar crystal where the heap can be sugar cane with hay then u chop mango on wood soaked in milk in mud sand mixture as u hang raw paw paw to grab up-to the inside seed as u chop or step on hay within CD hole on mango cabbage heap and boom ya sugar and same u can try with any succulent fruit as mango with pumpkin, oranges with okwaju, paw paw with hay, melons with mango, tangerine with hay and guava with kale as u step on many and chop many or resort to the wash style or Jog naked running grabbing ya penis on mud bent or not bent in the dark or not in the dark dude

Ask rain water comes from where and if there are pipes from lake Baikal to trukana to lake Victoria and more and if on plane u see such pipes and made of what and the dimension and if u can get there and let us know dude

Ask IF northwhitehead strong than Gor mahia or Lwanda Magere and what load in KG could both of them carry or hurl and at what distance with any KG if on the right side and one started him and if they can finish the world and what type of bomb can only destroy him

Who championed Northwhitehead suffering if not Orengo and whay and he thinks his father owns what in Russia and what have relent them with the Bar Kalare with Gold thing and the hoax was to do what that, that place have Gold and who came out with such idea and why they wanted to kill nelson and if 50 cent was pro that game and if not Good

Ask who called WSU that Nelson have money to frustrate him and the figures behind all happening and why and the lies told to WSU to send 1 out of the campus to take his cash when this side and why was it not done this side and did the Ethiopian shoe company know or pay pal behind it and if its truth, he cant continue being abuse on the media indirectly to find a way he lives good as the same tribe wanting to kill him still saying investigating him if he can take their women to wives or live with their kids which he wants not, if not so thwart his deals or kill him on the road which he got voodoo telling them the same to go ahead without stop. Dude how can it be stopped and the figures in such big school be sent home cause it aint a joke destroying the name of the state or the city and if its a plane and why and who behind it dude

And ask who sand this song long time ago on the Eminem side and Dre side and what they did in Oklahoma to get to like Kenya and get to know dude and if he was Daniel u read his scripts and u belittle when u see, maybe a lesson 4 women to learn as synonymous with me dude

Charity called the University and said if Kevy deported she will get out the cash and give them like 100% and that was the deal and now still such women crop without 2nd bearing to castigate the fact the world destroyed and now is not even a hoot that One has this man or that and with the property and better u can create now every single race of no other disturbing races as Kamba or kikuyu or trukana or Hindu and if weak as the Devil or coded voice to inbuilt another tribe strong in weak tribe so people just have sex and buy Made kids cause now those already living got much bad blood will destroy the world more dude and ask what if u do the world extends to to end as said when u ask when it will end and see if 1 u belittle is right dude

Ask what if u eat maybe 3 like Gor mahia your hands becomes active forever and cant be destroyed unless u ask the coded voice 4 how it can be destroyed and use it dude

In all the USA bank stealing and robbery and even of Eu and of ya own nation ask the culprits who did the same and with what machines as submarine and jets and with whom they shared the money and who send them and even with the killings of most affluent people who keep cash in their homes as Kobe Bryant, u see how this side they abuse 1 and that side without people they do this, to show the world the same that pretenders of well behaving are bad dude and better the reverse bro

If u make a hole on Gebo house and climb the roof and urinate on the hole to the floor and defecate at the same time what happens and with the roofs of other houses and if u don’t urinate what happens dude and let us know bro. And ask why the Whites want black people in Kenya most and mostly answer are 2 to let u know so u stop with them and who is behind their advice and why with men who have lived much as what he wants with them and a blessing in disguise and currently he lives where and how many years old and in which songs dude

Ask the jet with green, like siren gas cylinder made how and even of red, purple, maroon and yellow and red and maroon and red and marble white are made in what boom environments, the heap combination, the chop what on wood or stir what or wash what and let us know the speed in Miles/hr and the shortcomings and such remedies to the former dude and even with the missile and ask this beautiful house and this and that hotel and this or these posh hire cars are 4 which nations and why and even such people owning them so u stop the same cause enriching rude people who ought to suffer

And ask in these cheap chain store why are such produce cheap yet of high quality and even if u buy such place it in ya mind and ask the same. U will find they are produce from those rich nations that have stayed half way on the shelves so brought to nations poor yet saying are rich so it moves on as the poor now can save without such they disturb their own poor wanting them to be tired with life so they die as kill themselves and take their properties and ask if good and let it be more cheap bro and Kenyan chains also ought to do the same, maybe underlying reasons 4 many shop and ask as above this shop belongs to which nation and which dude and lets us know bro

And to save the3 day what makes, the vision of a picture of something on a kid forehead that makes their nation men hate her/him and bring them to certain poor nations to struggle dude and get the answer and warn women not to listen to the same or watch motion pictures with the same as get into a kids mind send forth wrong ideas which are right in a kid as he/she will follow suit of the above dude

Ask the 2 kids now currently living in Kenya but were born in Denver who were brought to Solon to judge and who killed Solomon and why and even with his father David and if justified and what was the underlying reasons why they were killed and if it is beautiful dude. With stealing the monies did the school some teachers or workers send like Tychus, Muga and Omwaka to steal the bank yet this side u can afford an affront without them, they sideline ya as outcast cause u have refused the above deal and if they should be wiped and who are behind the whole game and what ought to be done to them. And even ask with Tunisia, SA and the fallen recent Airplane since 2015 and get to know and as u solve the same solve remember to solve my case with a haste dude

And ask which kind of people love to be all alone and their characteristic and why and if its beautiful and if Northwhitehead got that blood dude and if where they came from should accept them if they got that blood but not infused with the bad above instead of letting others to those nations which aint of such blood into their yards cause the same above as with kids were done to them and if a curse to such people doing the same or good this side only few bolts need to be tightened bro

And ask on the step on the CD hole with a running metal bar fixed within ya shoes where heap is 1 and cloud being the heap or water vapor how can u make such rain of these harmful substances and how can it be barred so affect our soil, food and health not and let us know dude and even when jets and drone monitored 1 can resort to this dubious means

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[hq] To answer the question, How the hell did you Tendo get a girlfriend(before us)???? (Some Random funny conversation of the shiratorizawa boys my husband and me talked on a weekand morning , he can sound like Tendou, it’s so funny , has the same eyes like Atsumu Miya,<3) ) Warning language, they are boys they are talking about stuff like that Tendou: Well on a reject shop at the bargain table. We want to grab a banana shaped box. We accitently hit our heads at each other. Tendou: She thinks I’m funny somehow. We lay in bed on our first date, joking around. ((Semi:And you havn’t even kissed her? Tendou: Nope why?)) Tendou: She liked the noises I sincroniced of her .t....s Shirabu: What? You were allowed to touch her b-...s?! Tendou: Yeah she wanted to know how they are sound. Semi: And she touched you where? (Tendou(Tit for tat)) How can you be so calm? Havn’t you checked her feelings? She was hot like a dog and you hadn’t get it? ((Ushijima She is a Hot dog? Ohira: No uhsijima!!)) (Sorry I love silly Ushiwaka, I know he isn’t like that ,fully) ((((( the original doesn’t work in english sadly XPP)))) Ohira: Damn the first yaers are unconsious!! Semi: And on your second date you touched her? Yo know where??! Tendou: Yes why not? Shirabu: She was hot as fu$ you dumba$$ Ushiwaka So it was a hot hot dog? (sadly again the translation lacks...) Kawanishi: How the hell have you done this with your kappa face? Tendou: She intruduce me to her parents. They were death. She lives with her grandpa at a temple... everyone ‘‘‘‘‘‘‘‘ (( Her grandpa: Demon get out! *his sport is throughing beans against DemonTendou.* Akari: Stop it. We are together since a year! Grandpa: It’s a matter of principle! Tendou. *is used to it*)) Tendou: We had you know on our 3 date Ohira: Shi.. we killed our second years too. _____________________________________________ extra two years later Akari: Satori honey. We alowed to get married, finally. Tendou: Why this all of a sudden? Akari:>> It would be even more emberresing for the family to get a baby if you are unmarried my child! <<He said. Tendou: WHAAAT ??? You are pregnant????! Extra of the extra two years later, again Tendou: Are you looking forward to the game Katoshi? Katoshi: Yeah! I can’t wait to see Kageyama! He is the coolest. Tendou: Ohoho. don’t tell uncle Waka he will get mad if you say so. Akari: If he isn’t already seeing it coming. *meens the tricot*

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Life is a Game of Risks, Chapter 24

Chapter Summary - Tom and Alexianna wake up after the night's confrontation with Edward in better moods, which becomes even better again when Tom meets with his old schoolmate.

TRIGGERS - Past domestic abuse, Past emotional abuse, Past sexual abuse.

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Tom stretched as he woke, grinning as he felt a body beside him in the bed, but groaning as he felt his back ache slightly. Opening an eye, he was delighted to see the brunette hair of Alexianna beside him. She moaned slightly in her sleep a moment later and turned over, her eyes flickering as she woke. ‘Good morning.’ He smiled.

Alexianna groaned and rubbed her eyes. ‘This bed is horrible.’

‘It is actually.’ Tom was forced to admit, he pulled her to him. ‘The company is good though.’

Alexianna curled in close to him. ‘It is.’ she smiled as Tom kissed her head. ‘I need to get up though and go into the bedroom.’

‘Why?’

‘Because Lily might see us.’

‘We are dressed.’ Tom pointed out.

‘I don’t…’

‘Mommy.’ Alexianna swore silently before looking around. ‘Why are you on the sofa bed with Tom?’

‘We fell asleep last night after your mommy made the bed for me to sleep in.’ Tom answered, ‘Good morning Lily.’

She giggled and jumped up next to her mother. ‘Hi.’ She leant in and tipped her nose off Alexianna’s.

‘You need to brush your teeth.’ Alexianna smiled. ‘Did you have nice dreams?’ Lily nodded. ‘What did you dream about?’

‘That you, me, Tom and Nana went to a restaurant and I got a big ice-cream with chocolate sauce.’

‘Well, that was a great dream.’ Lily nodded happily at her mother before looking at Tom too and smiling.

Tom gave her a wink and she giggled. He felt a surge of sensation through his stomach, one he had not experienced before. As Lily leant over her mother and held out her hand in a fist, he could not explain it. He looked between her and her fist expectantly. ‘She wants a fist bump.’ Alexianna explained.

‘Oh right, silly me.’ Tom extended his fist and Lily bumped hers forward before pulling backwards singing slightly, startling Tom before rushing back into the bedroom. ‘What was that last part?’

‘It’s from Big Hero Six.’ Alexianna stretched.

‘Never heard of it.’

‘You will, she’ll make sure of it.’ Tom frowned at the statement, which Alexianna caught. ‘Sorry, I don’t mean to make you feel pressured.’

‘It’s not that, I just...it’s odd, I never needed to have a child like me like this before, so to have her so accepting…’

‘Tom?’

‘I am in her thoughts, her drawings, her dreams, alongside you and Daniel, her family, it feels...I feel...’

‘Pressurized?’

‘A little, because I feel I have to live up to her expectation of me. She sees me as part of all this now, I feel I could leave her down.’

‘We are all human Tom, we have to accept, even at four years old, that putting people on pedestals only causes us to be disappointed when they err because no one is perfect.’

‘How do you bear it, she idolises you?’

‘I am her mum, I will be there for her when no one else is, when Daniel moves on with his life, when you are not here, I will be.’

‘I am not leaving you.’

‘You will, be it for a movie, for a Marvel press junket, or if you decide you are finished with this, you will leave.’

‘I am not going to just up and leave Lexi, stop thinking like that.’ Tom stated firmly. ‘I have to do things that pull me away, sometimes for weeks on end, but I will return.’ She looked at him uncertainly. ‘I will, it is not always going to be easy, I am not going to lie, and there are going to be strains, but I want this, you and Lily. I love you both so much already.’ Alexianna frowned. ‘I do, I love you. You have been forcing yourself out of your shell so much in the time we have been together and you have instilled so much trust and faith in me, I cannot put into words what it means that you do.’

‘But it scares you?’ Tom looked at her guiltily. ‘Tom, I feel incredibly overwhelmed pretty much every day with raising Lily, and I am her mother, the person she has genetic links to, the human that effectively chose to allow her to exist, I cannot fathom how it is for you, but you can leave if you need to, I won’t blame you if the day comes.’

‘I feel like we’ll be doing this a lot.’

‘What?’

‘Me telling you I am not leaving.’ Tom stopped a moment later when he realised. ‘Of course, I am saying this to a woman that only knows people who leave and abandon her.’

‘I am starting to think it is me.’

‘It is not you, Lexi, your parents and your ex are not nice people. Look at my family, we are actively trying to see more of you.’

‘Are you sure it’s not you that’s defective?’

Tom chuckled, ‘we could easily be.’ He kissed her for a moment.

Alexianna pulled back after a minute. ‘I need to get us some breakfast and you need to get ready, you have another day of mopey Danish prince to train as.’ Tom chuckled and got out of the bed reluctantly.

‘Here you go.’ Tom extended his hand and took the envelope. ‘One divorce papers, with every T crossed and every I dotted.’

‘Jeremy, I cannot thank you enough.’ Tom beamed looking at the sealed manilla paper.

‘It’s the least I could do.’ the other man smiled. ‘So, stepdad, bet you never thought you’d play that role.’

‘It was unexpected.’

‘It makes life fun, the unexpected.’ Jeremy joked before his face went serious. ‘I need to warn you of something Tom, I am not sure you are going to like it.’ Tom felt unsure as to what Jeremy was going to say. ‘Edward Rice, the firm has had dealings with his before, effectively stalking, the whole shebang your girlfriend went through and more, they are, to say the least, bottom feeling, scrupulous scum.’

‘I have noticed.’

‘You need to be careful, he could still make good on his threats.’

Tom pursed his lips. ‘He is going to make it that she will never be free.’

‘Those type seldom do, and the force used to twist his hand into this is not going to help.’ Jeremy pointed to the envelope. ‘Just be careful.’ Tom nodded. ‘I am not the first to warn you of this, am I?’

‘No, and you won’t be the last.’

‘I’m sorry Tom, I just…’

Tom put up his hand and smiled, ‘You’re just looking out for me,’ Jeremy nodded. ‘Thank you, I appreciate it.’

‘Anytime, and I mean that. If he rears up again, I will deal with it.’

‘Thank you, Jeremy.’

‘I am glad she got away from him anyway, he does not seem like a nice guy, but why not get money for the kid if it is his?’

‘She wants to keep away from him, he said he would demand half custody and she decided that it isn’t worth it.’

‘That’s understandable, though I think, considering his lack of interest until now, that is just a tactic to stop her considering it. She should have gone for it. Just remind her she still can in the future, should she decide to, but I do believe he will demand a DNA test. A judge would very much be inclined towards having one too in a tit for tat situation.’

‘Okay.’ Tom nodded.

‘Good luck with it all, who knows, you might be giving that little girl a sibling soon enough.’ Tom frowned at the jestful comment as his old friend began to walk off. ‘It’d be handy actually, I need someone to save my kid’s ass in school if it’s anything like me, so if it is the same gender as mine it would be great.’

#Life is a Game of Risks #tom hiddleston #tom hiddleston fic #chapter 24

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AEW Fyter Fest

AEW keeps the momentum going with a card that was a little less prestigious, but a little more chaotic, but overall entertaining and plenty filling.

- What’s the draw of the ‘Buy-In’ pre-card, especially when the whole show is free? Obviously don’t give away your best offerings for nothing, but if the point is bringing eyes to the product and having them follow-up by buying the event... these pre-cards are not going to do that. - I sort of love the introduction of JR with entrance music as a ‘and now the real show is beginning’ signifier. JR’s really got some of his passion back, and the combination with Excalibur continues to be a surprisingly satisfying one. May Alex Marvez stay out of the both indefinitely. - Camera cuts have calmed down. I think this event was at .5 Dunns for unnecessary cuts, which is still far too many, but at least they stopped stacking cut/cut/cut and opted for more of those lovely crane shots. Entrance music should be way louder, the pyro was fun, the dumb fyre fest gag at least allowed for a colourful set design and AFAIK no legendary Canadian grapplers fell off the stage trying to head straight back up the tunnel. So that’s a big win. *Pre-Card Best Friends v SCU v Private Party (**) - Three way tag-team matches with only two active teams is always an odd stipulation and as fun as that match was to get the party started, the format leads to any finish getting a bit dusty as a result. Really enjoying Marq Quen and his Wesley Snipes-in-Demoltion Man fit. Allie v Leva Bates (dud) - The Librarians are an intentionally awful gimmick with plenty of winking going on, which is fun on BTE for thirty seconds a week but the live crowd seems to be beyond done with Bates and Avalon and the shushing. I will admit it took too for long it to click for me to realize the heelish potential in wrestlers attempting to keep the crowd as quiet as possible, but as fun as that meta-irony is, it meant this slow moving match which should’ve hyped up the crowd on the debuting Allie (The Bunny alive and well after being killed to death by Su Yung on Impact, Cherrybomb’s current whereabouts unknown.) looked worse than it was and was the worst thing on the card. Michael Nakazawa v Jebailey (**) - I have heard the name enough by now that I know that Jebailey is ‘the’ CEO guy but I don’t really know what that means or what he does in everyday life but he’s certainly a non-wrestler and yet he showed a decent grasp of the fundamentals and Nakazawa ran him through what was a DDT-esque comedy match with some funny spots and a nice turn for Bryce Remsburg as wrestling’s most committed comic referee. *Main Card CIMA v Christopher Daniels (**1/2) - Daniels has never felt like a bigger deal than he does now, on the edge of fifty. Hard not to root for a guy with 25+ years experience trusted to have an explosive curtain jerker and get the crowd into the evening. CIMA’s an excellent foil, the pair are so smooth and deft at building a match I only wish there was more at stake between them, which is maybe the through-line of the whole evening barring some exceptions. They’re putting in groundwork elsewhere for the fall, but before AEW gets to TNT they’re going to do some more of these exhibition style affairs. Riho v Nyla Rose v Yuka Sakazaki (***) - A pox on B/R live or my friend’s wifi for stalling and so we missed Yuka’s amazing theme song, but AYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYA aside, this was a really nice match with a bit of sloppiness that nevertheless made up for the kneecapping of Nyla via Awesome Kong last month. Nyla looked every bit the powerhouse, pulled off a couple really nice high-energy maneuvers (knee drop from the top rope to the rope-hung Riho was nuts.) Conversely, there were definitely moments early on where it looked too much like a two-on-one match, though it did ultimately build to a satisfying bit of anguish for poor Yuka. Hangman Adam Page v Jimmy Havoc v Jungle Boy v MJF (***) - Prayers up for the audience-cutaway victim of MJF’s savage (rote but knocked out of the park) promo. Salt of the Earth. - Wondered what Havoc was bringing to the match until I realized it’s nice to show him in a more conventional competition and it doesn't harm him in the least to eat a pin. A good showing, though I miss the AFI. - Jungle Boy is going to be great. Got in some really bananas aerial stuff, and like... not to put too fine a point on it, but he looks like Luke Perry. - Adam Page is money. I don’t remember exactly but how is it he was more or less randomly assigned to Bullet Club-RoH as ‘just a guy,’ just three years ago? Sure, he was 24 years old and still finding his pace in the ring, but everyday there is less and less doubt that he’s a top guy, he’s your big beautiful babyface hero. Match was as good as one could reasonably expect from a four-way. Cody v Darby Allin (****) - A lot of the cards for All In, DoN and Fyter Fest have been exhibition matches for skill and style. Cody, probably recognizing where his strengths as a wrestler lie, has been the big exception -- nothing at All In had the emotional resonance of Cody winning the NWA World Heavyweight Championship, nothing at Double or Nothing (or most of wrestling in 2019) could touch the intensity of the Rhodes vs Rhodes match, and last night Cody delivered another of the best version of himself and helped Darby Allin make himself a big fucking deal. The kid is nuts, though I have to assume some skateboard bumps put falling on mats to absolute shame. Maybe my friends and I are nuts, but we were all pretty sure that the controversial post-match chair shot was largely taken on the shoulder with some accidental (and sharp) contact to the head. Also is it really a Cody match if he doesn’t gig? Apparently there have been some subsequent developments suggesting they really did intend for one (1) unprotected chair shot for the love of the sport, to which I say, again, Cody is his father’s son. The Elite v Lucha Brothers & Laredo Kid (****) - 100% exhibition, 100% spot fest, despite the pseudo-feud going between the Young Bucks and Los Hermanos de Lucha, this was bound to be one of those pure sprint ‘show me what you’ve got’ type of matches. Emotions, strife and storytelling are integral to the wrestling theatre, but so is the actual wrestling. The Young Bucks and their perfect opponents -- Penta & Fenix, also the Motor City Machine Guns, also SCU, also the Briscoes -- are the finest purveyors of tag team wrestling in form of the free-flowing, spot-to-spot-to-spot kinesis that they’ve made their name on and this was no different from the ‘usual’ mind-bending and entertaining spectacle possible when The Elite are in the ring. That Laredo Kid came out and hung tough with 5 of the best wrestlers in the world is astounding and marks him as one to watch. - Of special note, as usual, is Fenix, who is better and crazier every time I see him, like he’s in the process of a Hiromu Takahashi-esque supernova. Legitimately might be the best talent to appear in the ring for AEW. Jon Moxley v Joey Janela (***1/2) - Loved the work Justin Roberts did to introduce this match. Such gravitas. So silly. - Moxley’s back in his element, and I’m suddenly a huge mark, though I am way more excited about what he’s been doing in New Japan, up to and including his choices in ring gear. Though at least he’s out of jeans and wife beaters. Match was well-paced for a deathmatch style, no doubt owing to both party’s absurd enthusiasm for this sort of utter nonsense. - Joey Janela has way too much of a Mick Foley (for the fans, for the love of pain) in him and I don’t think any amount of beatings will beat it out of him. Though Moxley seemed game to try. - Barefoot thumbtacks is decently fucked up, I think. The level of mayhem was balanced nicely between sadism (tacks, barbed wire boards,) wrestling nonsense (barbed wire wrapped chair) and satisfying spots (Joey’s big elbow drop.) - Kenny getting his revenge was necessary but seemed a bit half-hearted, almost? I’m plenty excited for their match as is, all he needed to do was assault Mox in the ring and peace out, but I guess tit-for-tat is the law of the jungle.

#AEW #Fyter Fest #aew fyter fest #pro wrestling #wrestling reviews #all elite wrestling #kenny omega #jon moxley #joey janela

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