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nyxronomicon · 2 days
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so... gallagher's story part ii huh...
gallagher x reader
umm brainrotting about him (again) bc his story only further confirms my delusions of being the ex wife he never got over and he still pines over every day... (so uh yeah very selfship coded again lol)
cw: making out, groping, reader wears a skirt, implied history, cigarettes & whiskey
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He's been waiting so long for you to grace his bar with your presence again. He was starting to think you'd never walk in again. Even though the open sign is switched off and everyone's gone, he hears that little bell when you walk in. His heart races because he knows. There's no one else bold enough to walk into his bar this late.
Less than a minute after he sees you step into the room, he's hopping over the bar to pin you against the wall. He doesn't care that he's been chain smoking and slugging whiskey since kicking the last patron out. He doesn't care for hellos or asking where you've been. He hasn't stopped thinking about you. Not for one minute. And damn if he'll let another one pass without feeling your skin under his calloused fingertips. Hearing the surprised little gasp when he kisses you without warning. And the way you melt into the kiss instantly almost makes it feel like no time has passed at all, and that you were always right where you were meant to be. Here. With him.
All it takes is a light moan and he's itching for more. God he missed that sound. Your voice. His fingers get bolder as he's groping your tits and hiking up the hem of your skirt.
"You always did love skirts," he mumbles, the first words spoken as his kisses drop to your neck, teeth leaving marks as if he needed to make up for lost time.
"Easy access," you half chuckle, coming out as heavy breaths more than a laugh. Your back arches and you struggle to piece thoughts together in this whirlwind of a reunion. "You miss me?"
"Mmhmm," he moans. You can feel his hard cock as he grinds it against you. "What gave it away?" he'd laugh, but his mouth is too busy exploring your collarbone. You can smell the smoke and whiskey in his hair, too, inspiring you to tangle your fingers in his strands.
"Your raging boner." This time, you do giggle, your free hand tracing over the bulge in his pants. He pulls away, putting his hands on either side of your face as he looks into your eyes.
You're real. You're here. This isn't a dream, is it? Does he even care anymore?
"God, I fucking love you." he doesn't wait for a response before tugging you in for another kiss.
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ok i brain dumped this in discord to @pearlsxandxpeonies and cleaned it up bc the yearning is real and i wanted to share lol...
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komoboko · 15 hours
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1-800-BINDING VOW
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𖦹 husband!nanami kento x gn!reader
𖦹 my petition to the jjk community to let me start writing also break post bcs next post is gonna be HEAVY angst back to back LOL
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husband!nanami who can’t help but linger and stay in bed with you for a few more minutes instead of getting ready for work. Needing to bask in your presence a little longer.
husband!nanami who can’t leave the house without giving you a goodbye kiss. He enjoys when you return it but on days where he leaves extra early he’s content with waiting on you to return his kiss later on.
husband!nanami who gets so bored with his boring office job that he ends up loosing track thinking about you. His mind wanders to things you’d like for him to do, places he could take you, what you would like for dinner tonight. He has to stop himself so he can get his work done and leave faster.
husband!nanami who always text you or tries to call you during his lunch break. He likes to pop in and see how you’re doing and make sure you’re ok. Always telling you he’ll be home soon and to not miss him to much. He always tells you it‘s just to say hi but you think it’s to help him push through the day.
husband!nanami who always uses you as an excuse to get out of any work events or after hour activities. “Sorry, tonight reserved for my partner.” , “Unfortunately i cannot join you. I need to get home to make dinner for my partner.” , “Sorry, my partner needs me.” The list can go on, anybody who works with him may get to know you without even meeting you because of nanami.
husband!nanami who hates having to stretch out his days whenever he has to do anything for jujutsu tech. As much as he doesn’t like doing it, it brings him some peace of mind knowing the curse he’s exorcising cannot harm you or anybody else.
husband!nanami who tends to talk about you around some of the students in jujutsu tech more than he realizes. Just like his coworkers they to learn a lot about you whether they have met you or not. Some of them start looking up to you as another guardian figure the same way they look up to nanami.
husband!nanami who on his way home gets distracted and ends up buying you flowers. Using them almost as an apology for his long day away from you and also to reassure you once again that he loves and cherishes you. He always likes to buy you tulips but on other occasions he’ll buy you roses or daises as well.
husband!nanami who can’t be happier once he makes it back home. Being able to lean back into your arms once again. He feels his shoulders drop down as his body finally relaxes, he feels at peace being in the comfort of your shared home finally back home to you. Who he’s been longing to see ever since he stepped out the door.
husband!nanami who holds you close once night finally falls and your both laying in bed, sleep about to fall upon the both of you. His arms wrapping around you in a comfortable but firm hold. Even when you are asleep he wants you to know he’s there for you, that he’s always going to be there for you.
husband!nanami who’s been saving up money for both of you to move to Malaysia. To finally escape the busy city life, the dangerous sorcerer life to somewhere peaceful. A place where both you and him can be together without anymore pain or grief to try and approach the two of you. A place where he can love you in peace.
husband!nanami who adores you so much and will make due with his office job and sorcerer life so that you will be happy.
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0809sysblings · 2 days
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ok the more i go over it the more convinced i am that i may be right that the translation of Kotoko's interrogation answer is incorrect.
so now i want to give my take on what the translation could be.
here's what the question and answer is in Japanese:
Q: 「正義同盟」 を知っているか?
A: 何それ。 知らないけど徒党を組まなきゃ 正義を成せないなんてろくなもんじゃないね。
and my personal translation would be something like:
Q: Have you heard of the "Justice Alliance"?
A: What? No, I haven't. But, I mean, if we don't band together, we can't achieve justice, and that's unacceptable.
now i'll try my best to explain how i came to this translation.
何それ。
yep nothing to add really. "What's that?", or just "What?" if you want to sound more casual.
also "それは何?", the more textbook way of phrasing the same question has a different feeling than "何それ". "何それ" sounds a lot more curt. so "What?" or "What." just fits better than the full phrase of "What's that?".
知らないけど徒党を組まなきゃ 正義を成せないなんてろくなもんじゃないね。
"知らないけど" is just "I don't know, but...". so, so far this is the same as the translation by the unofficial eng milgram twitter.
"徒党を組まなきゃ" is where i start to deviate. なきゃ is a contraction of なければ. this is a negative conditional conjugation (one of them, at least. there's different ways to conjugate the conditional form of verbs in Japanese, but this isn't a Japanese lesson so i'm not gonna explain all that lol). this would make it "If (conditional) we don't (negative) [verb]..."
"徒党を組む", the unconjugated form of this verb/phrase, means "to form a faction/to band together". so now taking into account the negative conditional conjugation, we have "If we don't band together..."
using this specific conjugation is a very common way to phrase statements like "If we don't do x, there will be a negative outcome". the "there will be a negative outcome" part will depend on the context, obviously. "If we don't study for our test, we won't get a good grade", "If we don't sleep, we won't be in a good mood", etc.
this way of phrasing usually uses a double negative. so the conditional is conjugated in the negative and the possible outcome is conjugated in the negative. this double negative then makes the meaning 'positive'. which is why these phrases are usually translated as "We have to do x" or "We should do x". because that's the idea being conveyed. "If we don't do x, that'll be bad; so we must do it."
the 'outcome' in this sentence is "正義を成せない". unconjugated, this would be "正義を成す", meaning "to achieve justice". the conjugation being used here is the negative potential form. so taking into account the conjugation now, we have "We can't (potential, negative) achieve justice".
so if we now put "徒党を組まなきゃ" and "正義を成せない" together, that would give us something like "If we don't band together, we can't achieve justice".
now, this is all preceding "なんて". to keep it short, "なんて" in this sentence basically just acts as a ~spicy~ "は". "は" is a particle used to mark the topic of a sentence, so what the sentence is generally about.
this means the sentence is discussing the idea of 'not being able to achieve justice because we didn't band together for it'. the rest of the sentence is then 'about' this idea.
"ろくなもん" is made up of "ろくな", an adjective meaning "satisfactory/good/respectable/etc", and "もん", a contraction of "もの" which means... well it can translate to a lot of different things and also sometimes can't even be directly translated at all. i don't really think it's all that important to pinpoint how もん is specifically being used in this case. it's likely just being used in a sort of 'fluffy' manner to emphasize her point, so it likely has no direct translation and doesn't really impact the overall meaning of the sentence.
lastly we have "じゃない", which is making it so she's saying whatever she is talking about in this sentence (the main idea i stated a paragraph ago), isn't "ろくな", or "satisfactory/good/respectable/etc".
the "ね" at the very end is a sentence ending particle used when the speaker expects that the listener agrees with what they're saying (it also has other ways it's used, but, again, this is not a Japanese lesson lol). often this gets translated as ", right?" or ", isn't it?". but... personally i find that translating it as that can make it kinda clunky and less natural sounding depending on what's being said. so in this case, i've more or less ignored it.
if anyone disagrees with any of this or has any corrections (because i am definitely Not fluent and have lots to learn still!!), please feel free to say something! i do not want to be walking around in clown shoes honking my clown horn!
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puuta-heinaa · 2 days
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Joker Out, Paris (Café de la danse) 22.3.2024
I arrived at the venue around 14ish, and was third to last in the EE queue. However queueing is part of the party! I exchanged sooo many bracelets and met amazing people, some of which I just met that day, some I knew from Discord or tumblr or earlier gigs, couldn't have been happier. Got selfies with Bojan and Jan?? Hug from Bojan??? HELLO. That would never happen in Finland. I described his hug as jämäkkä and turvallinen, which roughly translates to sturdy and safe.
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Some of the bracelets I made for the concert!
Met someone in the queue who had hawk's eyes and who encouraged me to go and ask for a selfie with Jan, and later on she spotted Bojan on the street 100 m before everyone else did. I had a chance to give Bojan 3 2 ananaslonkero -bracelet that I'd made, with a tiny drink charm. If the main joke in fandoms is that a hug from your blorbo would cure you? well it's true. Getting a hug from Bojan removed some stiffness between my shoulder blades that I didn't even know was there. It was literally easier to breathe after the encounter. I also kept vigorously shaking for 3-5 minutes afterwards, so much that some people asked if I'm ok. Just released years worth of trauma ig. Also LOTS of happy hand stims throughout the day, my autism was showing lol.
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Jan was outdoors SMOKING!!! And Bojan had charmingly dirty hair! He was taller than I had thought.
ANYways the gig !! I ended up on Jance side, which was nice as I was on Kris' side in Helsinki. Whole stage was about as wide as K-18 section at Kultsa, and I think they suit better on smaller stages.
We got Vem da Gres and Gola in soundcheck! I was wearing Vem da gres -bracelet that I got in Helsinki a few weeks ago and thought about that person for a few seconds!
Gola was ok. Bojan got disney mickey ears, and he was wearing my 3 2 ananaslonkero bracelet. Bojan also got a maca plushie that he was NOT scared of, he even made it fly.
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Kris left the stage as soon as the last notes of Gola were over, other boys stayed jamming in accelerating speed for couple of more minutes. I showed them my UM sign that only read "I want to sing UMAZAN" at that point. :')
20h02 was ok, didn't connect with their music at all though. JC Stewart seemed a bit sick, but sounded good nevertheless. Finished my sign.
They started with Katrina and Bele Sanje, and people were singing even guitar riffs along. Dopamin hit like dopamine followed by Ne bi smel, Nace was staring at me several times during those songs.
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Liinu's superb edit of staring sc Nace and struggling Kris and Arcti's edit about Jan's forgotten library books made my day
People were already singing along to Sta bih ja, and Bojan was sooo happy (and sweaty. We were all very sweaty, the concert hall was ridiculously warm.). Kris disappeared for a moment in the beginning of Sta bih ja, and Bojan looked like a lost puppy (wait, where is kris?? about 5-10 seconds into sta bih ja). Bojan said Kris didn't like how Jan played the riff and that's why he left the stage :P. Jan flipped a bird to him.
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Decibels raised by about 20 when they played Ona and Demoni. Turns out they might be the easiest to sing along for absolutely everyone, not just for people who speak Finnish. Bojan looked me directly into eyes during second verse of Demoni for several seconds, and I felt so seen (in a good way). EE was definitely worth its price.
In Helsinki I felt like the setlist was over before it even started, but in Paris it felt more like we were really dancing and playing until the stars fade. I think it had something to do with how much they interacted with each other and with the public during each song. In Helsinki they seemed like they had forgotten how to be on stage, and there was just TOO MUCH SPACE, whereas Paris had Nordic Tour energy.
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They all moved a LOT on stage!! Kris was on jance side several times! Nace had a mating dance thingy going on with Kris at least twice, Jan once. Jan interacted with the public on Kris's side a few times. Bojan almost run into Kris at one point - no wonder he caressed Kris's arm to let him know he's there before grapping his hips?? and dancing behind him??? during Behind those eyes. It's cafe de la danse after all.
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Def thinking "THIS is how we'll trend on tumblr tonight" right after the famous dance
Everybody's waiting and soooooo many people raised hands when Bojan asked in his spiel before the song if anyone here suffers from panic or anxiety attacks, and I think it made everyone feel less alone. He sang I'm the problem it's me -line to make things a bit lighter before proceeding to the song.
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We got Omamljeno Telo and I felt SOOOO HAPPY (but also sad for Moonu) but also SOOOO HAPPY it was on the setlist, I think I screamed VITTU JES on top of my lungs (manifesting it for Ruisrock huh). Famous water spray on Jan during OT, and it shows I've grown old, because instead of "yeeeess I want Bojan's spit on me" I went "rat disease, why am I not wearing a mask".
Everyone sang along during CD, not in French though even if there was a fanproject French translation published a whole 28 hours before(....). Plastika hit like a hammer once again, but I think I was already waiting and stressing for UM, so I didn't mosh for example. Which, good idea, because my neck was soooo sore after Helsinki.
Bojan announced the karaoke song, and asked which versions we have today. He saw my sign, asked "Slovenian version?", to which I "said" (from 4th row on Jan+Nace side) Finnish version, and he heard it and corrected himself and said perfect. I was not afraid at all even if I knew I'm probs going to sing in front of about 500 people in 5ish minutes???? How??? I'm usually a ball of anxiety but here I was just proud and excited to sing my version of it.
I loved the Bretogne/French version (I've still no idea what were the words, but it rhymed super well and she sang well, but that was def NOT paris region French), cringed at some of the "translations" because they did not fit the lines and did not rhyme, sang along to Slovenian versions in Finnish, felt bad for one of them as the karaoke singer started at the wrong moment and Bojan spent most of their special moment trying to orchestrate the band.
When Bojan approached with "I think we still have a Slovenian version, OH NO, A FINNISH VERSION" I chortled, and felt the last bits of nervousness disappear. (Cue "some boat, titanic, oh no".) I had my ACTUALLY finger pointing moment, which, on point with my personality, telling him it's a hybrid version. I don't know what he meant with SUOMI SAA, but it was NOT full-on Suomi SAATANA, that much is certain. I quite like the idea/interpretation he was making a pun with SAA(tan)Are you ready? But who knows. Sad about missed chance to answer "ArE YoU???" now that I think about it, but at least I wasn't the only one who failed the moment :') . Speaking of cursewords though, a histronic youngster next to me did shout vittu though! I loved my spot but she was super annoying throughout the evening.
The Finnish version is in the beginning of this one, and the Arabic version right after Finnish version is AMAZING. The French version is on the first part, as well as Bojan going "uuu Finnish version? perfect".
Started in Slovene, which made him have a Ok?? face, but when I switched to my own Finnish version that rhymes with the Slovene version, he raised his brows and seemed so impressed that I just nodded to him, sending telepath(et)ic messages that yes, our languages match and rhyme, about time you collaborate with Jere. I think he remembered I asked for a hug in the afternoon, because he did not hug everyone during karaoke. Afternoon hug was better btw.
I love his little surprised smile right when I finish the first Finnish line on this one
I usually think quite a lot about how other people perceive me, but now I didn't give a single fuck, just enjoyed being the main character for 20 seconds, having this interaction with my blorbo. Forever grateful for the 4 different angles I received from friends I made in the queue, and 1 from a random guy who asked me after the concert if I'd like to receive a video he took of me singing. Even Vita was filming the whole thing with her big light + camera + phone ensemble. I often sing in my car, and even IMAGINING i'm singing karaoke makes my voice suddenly tiny and weak and compressed, so I'm overflowingly glad it went this well, you have no idea even if I've just bragged about it for 4 paragraphs.
I later realised I was the only one who didn't hold the mic themself, this is a clear example how I objectify the boys, seeing Bojan just as a mic stand.🫣😵‍💫
I got fluent Kiitos from Bojan, that guy needs to move to Finland he speaks Finnish so well. Also LMAO I forgot to sniff him in the afternoon, now I'm praying the snifff I took after karaoke wasn't too evident and doesn't show on Vita's video……….. Jere is wrong, Bojan does not smell like shit, but there were no parfume smell either? He just smells like nothing in a pleasant, pheromone rich way lol.
my translation: Sanje so tvojega okusa Aamuihin taas tuoksusi Neula ei haarukassa Sieluni on hukassa Etsimässä tietään luoksesi
I haven't figured how to translate the first line. I've been playing with "Makus' on tarrannut uniini", but it does not rhyme with the og well enough. Otherwise super proud of my version. Neula and haarukka are parts of compass, basically saying the compass is layed on the map the wrong way. 🧭
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This is how small the place was??? I was in 3/4th row, and the hat guy in the right corner was right behind me during the concert so the club truly was tiny.
Apparently bubbles were not allowed on stage in Cafe de la danse? But some people had brought their own so we had bubbles anyway.
Jure exchanged his drumstick to a breadstick. I laughed because a) it was a clever pun and b) such a stereotypically French thing to bring a BAGUETTE wrapped in a napkin to a concert. Also no wonder boys are always sick, I don't even want to know how many people touched that bread before it was on stage.
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Life is pain (in mouths)
We waited for the boys after the concert outside the venue in the rain, and they walked past quite quickly. Bojan stayed for 30 seconds to take a group selfie. <3
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Honestly so happy I traveled there and met amazing people and surpassed myself on so many levels.
I feel like 2004 again, because that's when I last made a post this long on livejournal and also when I last was this hyped about a group.
I loved band's AMAZING OUTFITS in Café de la danse, everyone had some idrija lace on them, and I'm afraid my next special interest will be bobbin lace.
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crushedsweets · 2 days
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What does nat and Kate do want they spend time together (plus love your art and the little story of nat got attacked by that coyote and Kate saved her)
everythings here is suited for my AU/headcanons!!! if its not canon, i know! LOL
ok so. kate loves running. its practically her only hobby. she does laps around the lake even when shes not patrolling. it clears her mind, lungs, etc.
meanwhile, clocky used to play volleyball and basketball in highschool (and she was damn good at it)
SOOO I THINK!!! I THIIIIIINKKKKK!!! clocky would start joining kate on her jogs. it'd be funny cuz at first, kate would fucking SMOKE clocky and not even realize. she'd turn around and see clocky out of breath leaning against a tree like ?????????
in turn, clocky would teach kate how to play volleyball. kates naturally pretty athletic and coordinated, so i think she'd catch on quick and it would be really nice for the two!
they'd also watch movies, listen to music, maybe teach kate charcoal? fits the whole..yk... mine..thing...
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Actually Asthmatic
Summary: Reader comes to work despite being sick and pepper makes sure you’re ok.
TW: asthma, fever, overworking, sickness lol
Pairing: pepper x Platonic!Reader
Words: 2.5K
A/n Part two coming soon (part two will have natty and wands >:). Also, so much has happened since I posted last and I’m so sorry it’s taken this long. I’ve been super busy with uni. But… I got a girlfriend :) I also have a ton of uni work I have to keep up with and I have like no time for anything now. But I will do my best to keep writing. So expect my updates to be a bit more spaced but I’m NOT giving up on this account :)
Living in a dorm was an interesting thing. You had a room, kitchen and bathroom to yourself, but it was lonely.
You knew you were in for a rough time when your lab partner came to a lecture sick. Not only that, but they were coughing … a lot. You knew no matter how hard you tried you were bound to get sick and mentally you resigned yourself to your new fate.
Lo and behold the next day your throat hurt, but it was manageable. Another day passes and your head had begun to feel like it was stuffed with cotton. A truely lovely experience. To make matters even better, you had three classes and work today. Your shift at stark industries was something you couldn’t miss even if you wanted to.
Pepper was coming to check on your branch of the company and you needed to be able to show her the numbers at the meeting you were both attending. You needed to prove it hasn’t been a mistake to hire a collage student with crippling debt and insomnia to run a branch of what was probably the most successful company in New York if not the world.
You flipped the page on your textbook and bit back a sigh. There was still an hour left of class and the world seemed to be against you, time was moving slower, and it felt rather personal.
You rested your head on the table and tried to block out the droning of your collage professor, he was a great guy, but your head felt like it was being run over by a bus and your cheeks were warm and your fingers cold.
You must have drifted off at some point because before you knew it someone was nudging you. You groggily sat up and squinted into the light, a frown marring your face.
“Y/n/n, get up. Class is over.” It was one of your friends, you gave a half grunt and looked around.
The lecture hall was quickly emptying out and so you grabbed your bag and textbook and stood, swaying slightly.
“Whoa. You good?” Your friend asked and you nodded mumbling something about standing up too fast before beelining for the door.
You bid goodbye to your friend at the train station and boarded the tube that would take you to work.
It was about a five-minute walk from the train to stark industries, but the cold weather that threatened your lungs working in tandem with your asthma and what you were now beginning to think was the start of a nasty chest infection, made it seem like hours of hiking through the amazon after dark.
You adjusted the backpack on your shoulder and waited for the train to slow, the next stop was yours and despite it being the quiet carriage there was still the loud sound of train tracks passing under making your head feel like a drum being beaten by a tone-deaf monkey on steroids.
The train almost had pity on you as it slowed just as you thought the monkey had found an amp to make his music ‘better.’
You stumbled off the platform and hurried up the steps to the footpath. The crowd jostled you and you felt more than desire to just let the ocean of people sweep you out with the tide.
But you forged on. So did the monkey.
You must have looked like death incarnate by the time you arrived at the lobby. You were flushed at the very least and you could hear the wheezing in your breath as you took in air by the lungful.
You scanned your keycard once you had located it in the mess that was your backpack. Stepping into the clean white walls of stark industries made you feel like a racoon in an upper-class neighbourhood.
You made your way to the elevator that would take you to the board room and finally paused to catch your breath which was now just a string of wheezes. You knew that because the look the lady at the reception shot you was one that was a mix of concern, confusion and pity.
Your throat was raw, and your face was congested as well as your chest. You sounded like you swallowed a frog, and the frog was also now sick and subsequently congested.
When the lift arrived you thanked Stark, who was your own personal god that there was nobody else in it. You stepped in and lent against the railing after thumbing the button for your floor with what was probably more force than necessary.
You sat back against the cool metal bar and watched the numbers climb higher and higher as you approached the master board room which was also the same floor as peppers office. A place you rarely visited except when you had the quarterly board meeting like today.
As the lift pinged and the doors slide open smoothly you stepped off and gathered your bearings.
You caught sight of a door at the end of the hall with peppers name on it and smiled. She was also one of your own personal heroes. She worked like a horse and kicked ass like an avenger all while wearing heels and a smile that said, ‘don’t fuck with me before I’ve had my coffee’.
You navigated your way to the board room and cracked the door a bit. So far there were a few people in there and it was still early. You smiled at the unfamiliar faces and sat down.
You didn’t know any of them yet and so you kept to yourself as you and the others waited for pepper and the rest of the companies branch managers and board members to come in.
After a bit pepper entered looking as swauve and elegant as ever. She took her seat at the head of the table and took note of the empty chairs with a small frown.
“It seems some people are still absent, so we’ll wait for a bit until the numbers are more … concrete.” She said with a smile drawing a few laughs from around the room.
You kept your head down, but your eyes kept straying back to pepper.
After a few minutes of you being sat there doodling in your notepad, the meeting started.
You paid attention to most things but once you had presented your numbers you had more or less zoned out. At one point you caught pepper looking at you closely and decided to try and pay attention again.
But the meeting droned on and soon your chest felt tighter and tighter. Your face flushed with the effort of suppressing a cough. The wheeze that had left you in the elevator had seemingly returned and you were doing your best to keep it quiet.
Your eyes looked around the room for an escape and you caught pepper looking at you again. She looked worried.
‘Are you ok?’ She mouthed and you nodded but she looked unsure.
You decided to leave, just to step out for a moment to get some air and let your lungs do their thing.
You waited until all eyes were back on the man presenting before slipping out the door.
You beelined for the bathroom which were luckily empty with everyone currently on the floor in the meeting.
You braced yourself by placing your hands either side of the sink and let out a string of deep chesty coughs. The wheeze got worse, and you cursed yourself for leaving your asthma inhaler in your backpack in the board room.
The coughing still hadn’t ceased, and it seemed the attack was making it harder to catch your breath than normal.
You barely registered the door to the bathrooms being opened and the sound of high heels click across the floor in hurried steps.
You felt a hand press between your shoulder blades as someone drew slow circles on your back. Someone was telling you to breathe and you recognised the voice.
Pepper.
You felt something being pressed into your hands and looked down to find a glass of water.
You gratefully took a sip and found it soothed your throat pretty well.
After a second, the fit ended and you just had the wheeze to worry about.
“Are you alright?” Pepper asked looking worried and trying not to fuss over you.
You shot her a weak smile.
“I’m ok.” You grinned unconvincingly. She gave you a look you assumed tony often received and caved. “I’m sick.” You rasped.
“I’d have never guessed.” Pepper joked rolling her eyes and guided you by the shoulders out the door.
“Where are we going?” You asked still holding the water.
“Well, you need to rest, and the board can handle the rest of the meeting. I want you to get that cough looked at and i have some emails to check. So, we are going to my office, you are going to lie down and I’m going to get some work done.” Pepper said with a smile, and you looked at her like she had hung the stars in the sky.
“Thank you.” You mumbled.
“That’s quite alright honey.” She smiled and then her brow crinkled as if she just noticed your wheezing. Which spoiler alert… she had.
You avoided her eyes as she scrutinised you closely. After a second her pace slowed and yours matched it before she stepped in front of you and placed a hand on your chin. She tilted your head back to look at her and met your gaze with a motherly worried expression.
“You’re wheezing.” She noted.
“And you’re pepper potts.” You said back looking nervous.
“Yes.” She deadpanned in response. “Y/n, are you … asthmatic?” She asked and you looked away.
That was enough of a response for her as she sighed. “Wheres your puffer sweetie?”
“Back in my backpack in the meeting room.” You mumbled.
“Alright here’s what we are going to do. I’m going to get you set up in my office and then go and get your bag for you.” She said and resumed her pace to her office.
When she arrived, she scanned her keycard and opened the door. It was an amazing office. Floor to ceiling windows in a corner room made the whole space perfectly lit with natural light.
You stepped inside in awe, and she guided you over to an expensive looking blue couch with a fond smile.
“You stay here, I’ll be right back.” She said and you grinned and nodded still star struck.
You could see the New York skyline from up here, the city bustling below.
You had barely blinked by the time pepper had returned.
She handed you your bag which you took and thanked her again.
“Now take whatever you need to and try to get some rest, I’ll be at my desk just there if you need anything.” She said with a smile, lingering to make sure you took your inhaler.
After you had uncapped the small blue device and administered the medicine, she gave you a curt nod and headed to her desk.
Almost as soon as your head hit the soft fluffy throw pillows on the couch you were out.
The next few hours were spent toeing the line between sleep and wakefulness. At one point as you dozed you heard pepper talking to someone on the phone before you returned to sleep.
Pepper had sat down to get some work done but had barely typed out one email before her eyes were back on you. You seemed so small in this moment. Just a young adult, you reminded her of peter. She wanted to make sure you were ok and the small wheeze coming from your lips made her worried.
Your face was slightly flushed, and pepper was sure nobody had been messing with the room temperature controls. Feeling maternal, she picked up her phone and punched in the number for Bruce’s lab. Better safe than sorry.
After a short conversation with Bruce in which she relayed your symptoms, he decided he wanted to see you to run further tests and rule out pneumonia. Pepper had looked over at you and agreed, you had been sleeping for nearly four hours now and seemingly weren’t doing much better, and including your asthma she didn’t want to risk anything.
Bruce and pepper agreed to bring you to the avengers' tower to check your lungs and maybe put you on a nebuliser to be safe as the wheeze was still lingering.
When the phone call ended pepper stood from her desk and walked over to the couch, gently she sat down beside you and nudged your shoulder. You groaned and rolled over trying to escape.
Stifling a giggle pepper placed her hand on your arm, frowning when she felt heat radiating off you. She paused and then lifted her hand to your face, laying the backside of her palm to your forehead and feeling for a fever.
Finding what she was looking for, pepper gently rubbed your arm again.
“Y/n? Honey, you have to get up. We’re going to the doctor sweetie.” She said softly and you whined and buried your face in the couch.
“Tired and don’t wanna move.” You mumbled into the cushions.
“You can lean on me the whole way to the car, alright?” Pepper said carding her hands through your hair.
“Okay.” You mumbled and blinked your eyes open to look at her. The haze of fever was settled in and the pink hue of your cheeks made you look both dazed and cute.
With peppers help you stand up and lean into her side. She had already called happy to bring the car around and he was going to meet you both out front.
With your bag slung over one shoulder and you curled into her other side, pepper slowly began the trek back to the lift. The board meeting had ended hours ago so it was just the two of you left on the whole floor.
After a slow and sleepy trip down to the car pepper got settled into the backseat with you so she could keep an eye on how you were fairing.
Your cheeks had darkened slightly, and she felt your forehead again as happy peeled out of the car park. Your fever had definitely risen, and she frowned as the glossy look in your eyes was increased ten-fold.
Part two coming soon :)
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pandorasfavorite · 9 hours
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Saw your post abt being idealess and I am trying to brainstorm for you lol
Okay so first thought, hear me out, a bratty sub dominik x reader (smut ofc) or one where he finds out how much the reader likes him speaking Spanish
Or a story where dom and reader are childhood friends and decide to 🍃 together and one of the confesses (fluff)
I've got a few more ideas but idk if you like these so far or not lol
Love you 💕💕💕
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AN: I love you. I hope you don't mind but I'm going to try and use this opportunity to explore Dominik's point of view. (Please don't kill me, I swear if it is not popular I will never do this again). I just whipped this up yo....kinda impressing myself
Dominik's expectations for tonight were much different than yours. He always felt so drawn to you, and that feeling only grew as you both grew up together. Of course, as children Dominik wasn't in love with you; he didn't even really know what that was. But when he started to understand the concept, it took a short time to find out that's exactly how he felt about you.
For the past few years, Dominik felt absolute calm with you, anytime you made a presence he felt contained, relaxed, and most of all trapped. Trapped by your essence, trapped by the look in your eyes, trapped by the wit in your voice, and his favorite trapped by the way you yelled his name each time you saw him.
"DOMINIK!", you screech and sprint into his arms; acting as if you hadn't seen him in years. Dominik would be taken aback by your excitement to see him, eachtime it happened. And his heart would regularly race, so much so that he once had to step away and remind himself that he was not dying. You gave him a grin and pulled him along with you everywhere you went. Dominik had no complaints when it came to following you, he'd go to the ends of the earth if it meant being by your side.
Now that you both are 25 with too much time on your hands, you took it as your personal responsibility to be the red devil on Dominik's shoulder. He sat with you on the dingy couch you had for years now in the center of your small living room. He felt so comfortable in the familiar area, but sitting next to you with his leg pressed to yours was all he could think about. The moment you both sat down, your mischievous grin rose up and you reached into a drawer and pulled out a tin.
Dominik looked at you with suspicion, but he felt settled being beside you, as you felt being beside him. "What you up to Hermosa?", Dominik asked and moved his head into your space to look at your moving hands. He had been calling you Hermosa from the ripe age of 13, he heard it from his dad at first, and it seemed to apply to you perfectly. You open the tin and pull out the preroll, "Dom it's time", you say like it has been a weight on your chest. "Corazón...", he seems unsure. Dominik has never done this before, and he is 100% positive you have never done it either. He was less worried about the action and more worried about how it would make him act around you.
However, you looked at Dominik with pleading eyes; and without any words, you scathed by and convinced Dominik to smoke with you. "Ok", he drops his protective act and reaches for the lighter also in the tin. If he was going to do this, he would be the first to try it, to warn you, also it seemed more polite to light it for you. If Dominik is anything it is polite. He puts the preroll in his mouth and spares you a quick glance, you smile so cute that he is less nervous to do it. He lights up and takes a deep inhale; a really deep inhale. The smoke hits the back of his throat and the mild burn makes him cough it up.
You smack a hand over your mouth, stifling your laughs as Dominik hacks up a lung. After the initial pain of a gut-wrenching cough, the weed hits instantly. Considering he hasn't done it before it was easy for him to get high. The preroll is dangling from his fingers and you look at him with expectation. He jumps in realization and brings the preroll to your lips for you. You inhale much gentler than Dominik, but the thick smoke hits you just the same. Luckily for you, the coughing fit wasn't nearly as bad as Dominiks.
After another few less apprehensive hits, the high really set in. Dominik's eyes went low and glossy with a light hue of red. His goofy smile instantly graced his features and he turned his head to look at you quickly, though in his point of view, it was like slow motion. When Dominik looked at you his breathing came to a stuttering halt, he felt good; but you looked good. Truly perfect and the low eyes and that pretty smile would've brought him to his knees (if he wasn't on the couch). "How do you feel?", you say and somehow manage to lean closer to him as you speak.
Your words knock Dominik out of a haze and he has to inhale a breath before being able to talk to you. He breathes; his eyes staring into yours without care, he looks you over and answers, "I feel as good as you look". His eyes widen as soon as the words slip from his lips, he is about to speak but your giggle cuts him off. Your cheeks are a light tiny of pink and you put a hand on him as you laugh. If you were to look up 'What does a man in love look like?', a picture of Dominik staring at you with his lips parted in astonishment would pop up.
You sit up and your eyes go comically wide, "I want to do something" you declare and you somehow peel yourself from the couch. Of course Dominik got up just as you had. You both stand and look at each other without a clue of what to do and then you mutter a intrusive thought. "Hm?", Dominik asks you to repeat yourself in a small hum. You look up with those big glossy eyes, and his heart rate seems to beat back to life, "Give me a piggyback ride". Didn't have to tell him twice. He crouches down, "Get on then Hermosa".
You climb on his back and you lay your cheek on his shoulder when he stands up completely. "I like when you call me that", you mumbled against his shoulder, your arms barely hanging onto him. Yet you trust Dominik enough to know he would never let you fall. His cheeks hurt from smiling so much and so largely. He swallows and his mouth has gone dry; sure it was probably from the weed; but in his hazy state Dominik was convinced you have begun to affect him more physically than he anticipated. He walked into the kitchen with you slung on his back and his hands under your thighs keep you on him completely. He whispers that he is going to sit you down on the counter. Afterward, he pours a glass of water for you both to share, handing you the cup to get the first drink.
You moan in contempt as the cool liquid slides down your throat and you feel much better now that your mouth also isn't dry. Dominik eyes shoot to your lips at the sound that came from them. But he shook the thoughts from his head; he will not be that guy. You pull Dominik to you by the collar of his shirt (he curses under his breath at the proximity). "I really want some fucking chocolate", you say with wide eyes that are utmost serious. Dominik's eyebrows pull together in seriousness and he raids the cabinets for you. He finds a candy bar in the bottom cabinets and he pops up when he finds it; he smacks his head "ow". He says under his breath.
You jump off the counter and move to crouch down beside of him, your lips plant on his head before he can anticipate it. "There. Feel better?", you ask and snatch the candy bar from him. Dominik's mouth went dry again; this time, he thought he'd fall from the tingles that shot through his body. He nodded and his glazed-over eyes blinked at you twice. He watches you break off pieces of chocolate, he has the intense urge to pull you into his arms and kiss the chocolate off your lips. He thought, "god I'm in love".
Your head whips to him but Dominik doesn't acknowledge it as he slips a piece of chocolate into his mouth, "This is really good". He talked around the chocolate and then he finally looked up to your surprised look. He looked at you, just nearly as confused.
"Wait what?", you put the chocolate down.
"This chocolate is really good", he says again; rubbing the back of his neck.
"No Dominik what did you say before that- you said that you were..you know". His eyes fly the fuck open and his heart has surely fallen to the pit of his stomach. "What did I say?!", this was his worst fear. You waste no time repeating the words that were now inked into your mind, "You said, god, I'm in love". If his heart was in the pit of his stomach, his lungs were probably in the same spot. His breathing stops and his mouth is opening and closing like a fish out of water. Now that you are looking at him, telling you the truth seems so much harder. The way you were staring at him, with a heartbroken look; he couldn't take it. "I'm sorry Corazón, I should've told you sooner", his glazed-over eyes flickered from your eyes to your lips without the intention. "Me?", you asked in utter surprise, he liked you back, after so many years, he was just in love with you as you were with him.
"Who else?", a breathless laugh escaped from my mouth. You gasp at the complete confession, you fall into him heavily; wrapping your arms around him and holding Dominik tight. "Me too", you say into his chest, Dominik heard it and he felt as if he was floating. He pushes you back to see your face but you stay close, "You too?", he asked just to confirm. You nod and tears begin to well in your eyes at the finality and long-awaited desire coming to life. He smiles and breaks into a quick laugh at his luck, he tilts your body down and gives you a long kiss, pulling back to attach to your lips again; over and over again until his lungs recicitate and until his heart gives out.
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sleepybabybees · 11 hours
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Some more ft kortac and Los vaqueros (Farah and Alex too-)
Alejandro : Who the fuck-
Rodolfo : Language!
Alejandro : Whom the fuck-
Rodolfo : No.
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Alejandro : This bloodline ends with me.
Rodolfo : That's the fanciest way I've ever heard someone say "I'm gay".
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Rodolfo : You’ve got to learn to love yourself.
Alejandro : But don't you hate yourself.
Rodolfo : Yeah, but this is about you. Stay focused.
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Alejandro : Look, I’m glad everyone’s on the same page.
Alejandro : But it’s the last page in a book titled “we’re all going to die”.
Rodolfo : That’s not even clever.
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Alejandro : BE A BETTER PERSON!
Rodolfo : WHY?!
Alejandro : BECAUSE SOMEONE NEEDS TO HAVE MORALS IN THIS RELATIONSHIP, AND IT SURE AS FUCK AIN'T GONNA BE ME, SWEETHEART!
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Alejandro , throwing his head into Rodolfo 's lap: Tell me I'm pretty!
Rodolfo , lovingly stroking his hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.
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Farah: What? I'm not aggressive!
Alex: Last Tuesday, you wacked me with a pair of crocs and stole my chocolate chips?
Farah: Survival of the fittest, bitch.
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Alex: Who's in charge here?
Farah, shrugging: Usually whoever yells the loudest.
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Farah, texting: Alex, will you please go to sleep?
Alex, texting back: What makes you think you didn’t just wake me up?
Farah, yelling: I CAN HEAR YOU CLAPPING TO THE FRIENDS THEME EVERY TWENTY MINUTES SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP!
Farah, texting: Just a hunch :) You goin’ to sleep soon?
Alex, texting: I’m trying
Farah, yelling again: TRY HARDER I HAVE A 5:45 AM MEETING TOMORROW BITCH
Farah, texting: Okay, don’t stay up too late or you’ll be cranky :)
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Alex: Do you love me?
Farah: We’re literally married.
Alex: Yeah, but as friends or—
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Horangi: It’s quick, it’s easy, and it’s free: pouring river water in your socks!
Konig: Why would I do that?
Horangi: It’s quick, it’s easy, and it’s free!
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Soap: Lol. Heads up if you try to make a candle with food coloring, the food coloring will just sink to the bottom of the glass, and when the flame eventually reaches the bottom all the food coloring will catch fire and become one giant tall flame that you cannot possibly blow out and the glass will start to crack and then you’ll throw your tea on it in a panic and then the extremely hot food coloring will boil and sizzle horribly and then the glass will shatter. Please take my word on this.
Ghost: What did you do, soap?
Soap: a Mistake.
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Gaz: So... what would you do if you were in bed with me?
Roach: Depends. Is your bed comfortable?
Gaz: Yes.
Roach: I'd sleep.
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Price: Wow, I feel happy and I’m having so much fun!
Price:
Price: *narrows eyes* Something’s wrong here.
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Price: The dinosaurs didn’t rule the earth they were just alive. Stop giving them credit for administration skills they didn’t have.
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Ghost: I don’t think our death ray is working. I’m standing right in it, and I’m not dead yet.
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Farah: I ran into Alex in the kitchen at 1 AM last night and when I asked him what he was doing, he just shrugged, said “these are my roaming hours,” and wandered off, strumming vaguely on a guitar...
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Soap: I’m gonna kill you.
Ghost: Get in line!
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Farah: I'm gonna need a human skull but you can't ask why.
Alex: Only if you also don't ask why.
Alex: *pulls four pristine human skulls out of his bag*
Farah: ...
Farah, grabbing a skull: This one will do.
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Alex: It’s nice to be wanted, you know?
Soap: Not by the law!
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Ghost: I have an idea.
Alex: A good idea?
Ghost: Let's not get ahead of ourselves.
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Farah: If you get in trouble, I'm gonna be like... a lawyer to you. Ok?
Alex: Okay.
*later*
Ghost: Alex! Sit down on the chair, you're in trouble.
Farah, whispering: Deny everything.
Alex, loudly: That isn't a chair.
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*While the Squad is in a battle*
Alex, trying to warn about the location of an enemy: To the left!
Soap: Take it back now y'all!
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Gaz: I told Roach that their ears turn red when they lie.
Price: Do they?
Gaz: No.
Price: Then why did you tell them that?
Gaz: Because I can do this.
Gaz: Hey Roach! Do you love us?
Roach, with their hands over their ears: No.
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Roach: What have I done wrong?!
Ghost: Everything. For your entire life.
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Soap: Hey! Wanna hear a joke?
Roach: Sure.
Soap: Your life!
Roach: Actually, my life isn’t a joke, jokes have meaning.
Soap: Roach, no.
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Horangi: Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m doing. Everything is going to be fine!
Konig: How can you still say that?
Horangi: Because sometimes, when things get tough, denial is all we have.
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Konig: Do you want to explain the text you sent me last night?
Horangi: It was autocorrect.
Konig: Autocorrect wrote "You're so hot. Please step on me."?
Horangi: Yes.
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Horangi, texting Konig: Konig there’s a moth on the outside of the bathroom door can you get rid of it?
Horangi: Pls hurry because I’m going to cry
Horangi: Konig
Horangi: Konig
Konig: Konig is dead. You’re next. Love, Moth.
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UPDATEEEEE
I've made it to season four so here's an updated log of the Magnus archives thingy mubob (this contains spoilers :3.)
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Oh the pig no no like you sir
Oh god I guess this pig is a weird thing
THE CIRCUS?
Oh god not more circuses
Oh dear I think the pig has decided to eat clowns now
Oh self cannibalism
Whelp the pig ate someone
Loud sound
The eyes doing it's thing
JOHN DOING THE THING WITH THE EYE
Tim keeps scaring people
Tims not ok
OMG TIM STATEMENT
Tims brother went missing
I don't think it's Tim's brother
Whelp he's gone
Oh clowns know
OH DEAR CLOWNS
I don't think that's your brother Tim
Oh blood
Oh dead clown
Oh no more skin .
Oh famous clown
Tim and Elias drama
Oh we're in China
Oh creepy opening
I wonder. Is this in Chinese? I know that the eye can allow you to read other languages in order to obtain more knowledge. Even if you never spoke that language or were able to read it you just suddenly are able to.
Oh screams
Nevermind I'm pretty sure it's in English cause it seems the person writing it is a British soldier
Does he have the black plague?
OH DEAD BODYS IN THE WATER
Oh-
This is a sad man
“True and total war”
GOD DAMMIT NO CIRCUS
HE CAN READ MANDARIN AND AND CHINESE NOW (cause of the eye)
IT WAS FROM 2004 NOT 2014
Oh the proper one's are in America
Space station time
I wonder if this is the same space station as the one Gertrude read
I think she kept talking about it in one of the statements well more specifically the guy who it is from
We love Melanie (even though she keeps trying to kill Elias but she has a good reason)
FAIRCHILD IS BACK
IT IS THE SAME SPACESHIP BUT JUST A DIFFERENT GUY
Because the one Gertrude read was the isolation guy. This is about the other two people who were on the ship
Oh god the space weird space hands are back I think
Oh blood
Oh he's bleeding
Oh god he's just going to let himself die
Old screaming things
Don't envy the isolation guy he had a really shit time
Whelp now he's in limbo space
OH SOMETHING'S BLOCKING THE STARS
Oh deep thoughts
Melanie is thinking deep
She's skeptical of stuff
Oh dear
IS HE STUCK IN SPACE
Viscera I think is how to pronounce her name?
MARTIN HAS A CRUSH ON JOHN?
Viscera and Melanie are gossiping and I'm here for it
Oh performance review
OH GOD ELIAS
JESUS CHRIST ELIAS STOP LEAVE POOR MELIAINE ALONE
WHAT DID HE DIE OF
WHY DID YOU GIVE HER THE KNOWLEDGE OF HIM DYING
THAT'S TERRIFYING
He can just make her watch her dad's death!
I want texas toast I'm going to go make some
JOHNS IN AMERICA
Whelp he's being followed by a police officer
And Jared's “death”
GERTRUD WAS ARRESTED FOR BREAKING INTO A MORGUE
He just has to read statements to make him feel better
A screaming oven lovely
OH THERE'S A FIRE
OH A TRAINS ON FIRE
What do you mean you'd burn them?
John is better!
OH SHIT IT'S THE POLICE
WHAT IS THAT ACCENT
OH MY GOD ITS THE VAMPIRE HUNTER
YIPPEE MARTIN
I fucking hate Shakespeare
Lovely more masks
Poor Tim
And Melanie
AWW
OH SHIT
SOMETHINGS HAPPENING
PETER LUCAS IS BACK
Lucas seams so silly
Viscera gets really excited about her reading and I love that about her
Mmm more statements
I'm pretty sure John just asked for a statement because he was starting to feel sick lol
MORE VAMPIRES (I think) YIPPEE
His accent is kinda hard to understand
BODYS IN BOX
Spoopy people
Love how she calls the vampire hunter old man
Oh bodys on table
Silent screamers
OH WATER
Staby stab
Oh she killed him
OH SPOOKY THING
HAHAH DOLL THING (why is his voice kinda-)
More Marten :3
This girl sounds like an asshole
THIS PERSONS TRANS TDZSDHUGDZ
That is a long ass name
“Spiders are eating” PFF
Oh don't walk into people's jaws
Mmm Japanese spider movies
YOU HAD TO TRY AND CONVINCE YOURSELF HE ONLY HAD TWO ARMS
Oh spoopy
Oh they found A Way to distract Elias
A leitner?
JARED
Jared is cool
Jared's mom was an ass
Hmmm more things to kill and torture everyone
I keep forgetting meat is in this
Jared is so sad
MURDER
YIPPEE VISCERA
We're back in America and they found a bomb and the taxidermy or what's left of it
John and Tim drama
YIPPEE TIM A JOHN ARE OK
Oh tunnels
Bomb time
The meats back
LITENER
No more arm
And now he's in the water
PFFF
HELEN
Aww
YIPPEE SPOOPY
Meeting timeee
Gurtrud tape time
Wolfgang?
Puppets?
I think this is from a older time in europe because of the writing and how it is worded
DON'T GO
Mmm more robotic things
OH GOD A STAGE
Mmm birbs
BLOOD
WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CURL YOUR LEGS INTO A FIST
Funsies
Oh he's being protective of martennnnn
PLANS
SECRET PLANSSS
JOHN STATEMENT HDHJDGKDVJHK
Awww john
ITS LIGHTENERS
Melines to relatable
MELANIE STATEMENT
MARTIN NFSUSSTUDIY
TIMM
Aww goodbye Jarey
mmm masquerade
MARTIN!!
“sorry Elias I can't hear you there's a DOOR in the way” I love marten
Hehehe bomb
Oh god marten don't die
OH GOD THAT'S NOT WAX WORK
MARTIN NO
ELIAS FUCK YOU
Uh oh
SILLY MUSIC
WHAT'S HAPPENING
Mmm nothing is everything and everything is something
God what is happening
EYE THINGGGG
TIMMM
TIM SET OFF THE BOOM
Oh
What the fuck is this
He's not responseuve
Oh eye always watching
ELIAS STATEMENT?
(I'm listening to this for a second time)
Hehehe sad man
Oh
Oh dear
THE ELBOWS DON'T WORK
The sky?
Oh
OH
Ma ma that's not edible
I don't want the box to sing
NOT THE COFFIN
Oh tunnel
Hmmm blood
TRAIN TIME
Hmmm watching
WHERE'D SHE GO
Oh dig
DOOR
Ants?
Oh
He screams
Who are we watching?
MARTIN
What
ARE TIM AND DAISY DEAD?
Bye Eliasss
PFFFF
OH
Lucassss
YIPPEE PETER
NO TIM AND DAISY ARE DEAD
Season 4 babyyy
Oh
Poor marten
This is so sad
Oh
WHAT
WHAT DO YOU MORE GOODBYE
First actual episode of season 4 :3
Oh?
WHO IS THIS
WHAT
WHERE
YOU SAW JOHN IN A DREAM?
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU
Oh statement
He sees how people die funnn
“What am I?” I ask that often
Oh
OH
Ship into the middle of nowhereeeee
MEMENTO THING
Snakes?
Oh
Nevermind it's death
Why ya calm
Oh
Did you accidentally kill a bunch of people
Nope
YOU GOT A GUN?
YOU KILLED THE CAPTAIN!????
oh
OH GOD YOU KILLED EVERYONE
This is this Oliver guy
SPIDERS
Oh
That's funnn
Oh boy
Melanie (I think it's her)might have scared him off
Oh
OH
JOHNS AWAKE?
Zombieeee
I keep sending the homophobic vase because I can
oh no it was gorge
AND VISCERA
Magic tape?
JOHN!
HIII JOHN
oh
6 MONTHS
He's very confused and I can see why
Hehehe eye thing
Statement timeeee
YOU CUT SOMEBODY'S HANDS?
I think this dudes on something
Maybe
Idk any more everything is odd
YOUR BEING FOLLOWED MX STATEMENT PERSON
Oh
This person's a little silly
Awww I love John
Even though he keeps making have deep thoughts
THEY CAN'T FIND DAISY'S BODY?
Oh oh god marten are you okay buddy
Oh
Aww
He miss his boyfriend (I'm desperately waiting for them to get together)
W E B yippee
Oh god meline she's very traumatized
Oh
Oh that hurt
OH MY GOD THEY'RE GETTING ATTACKED BY THINGS
(Not at the moment)
I think everyone's losing it
HE JUST CALLED HIMSELF THE ARCHIVIST NOT “Johnathan Sims head archivist” JUST THE FUCKING ARCHIVEST
EVERYONE IS EITHER DEAD, PART OF SOMETHING, FUCKING LOOSING IT OR ALL THREE.
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headin into homestuck 2024 :^)
#was debating if sollux truly was lurker type but then i rmbr'd him quietly reading all of karkat's memos for a good laugh HAHAHAHAAH#ask#aleemie#homestuck#karkat vantas#sollux captor#solkat#2024#vioart#but o. regarding the etiquette learned frm other socmed#spamming here is safe+good! it does not harm the op by shadowbanning like instagram#and its not 💀 like twitter where ur likes/following are permanently set to public#ur tumblr experience is within ur control it can be as free/empty/curated as u want!!#((tho ofc i do encourage rbing for ppl who've been hoping to start that habit!!#s'cool to slowly work ur way up from the extra special posts that hv lingered longest in ur heart and quietly build ur cache trove :-)#for example back when i was struggling to rt on a new twt acc i just started setting nonsense criteria for myself LOL#like “breaking this void is scary holy fuck ok i shall start by rting posts w brownish/reddish clrs bcs its inspo vibes for my art”#and gradually after a while of deliberate sharing i gained more confidence to share a larger variety of posts that make me feel things!!!!#no more training wheels i may be scared but i love loving more!!!!#same goes for engaging w fics too it takes energy to think of how to comment and thats ok‚ do ur best to explore what works for u!!!!#take screenshots of ur fave paragraphs & start annotating in gallery/notes app if that helps!!!!#also tumblr's customizable queue means u can stack posts and bolt hgehehe. my preferred form of existing on the net))
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raiiny-bay · 16 days
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the kids released a new album
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turrondeluxe · 11 months
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How old do you think the turtle tots are in the comics/art you've shown? (like, roughly, how it's their development)
will probably be a bit long because of pics so!
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^ a few weeks after being mutated (basically still newborns, very small)
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^ Around 6-7 months! Can be seen crawling around the house
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^ Roughly around 8 months old (already starting to string together syllables)
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^ Around 3 years old! (Yi is VERY smart for her age)
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^ Around 4 years old!
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^ extra silly fun fact! they started purring being only a few days old!
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blaithnne · 5 days
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The first Heron design I showed off was from before Confidential Casefiles, so I thought I’d show you guys her look after she gets her new arm. Plus a few changes I made to her character for this AU! Just realised the way I placed my signature makes it look like I’M her worst enemy, whoops.
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you know the contrast between how Vergil is presented vs thinking too hard about Vergil’s story is pretty funny. Man’s reputation is this iconic badass, the pinnacle of what video game rivalries can be, the coolest guy to play as, the guy who breaks every game he’s added to,
and then you go to the story and like. man’s lost his free will and autonomy at 19 and then came back a fractured man half of which was a lovecraftian eye beast the other half of which was a chronically ill goth man. and then he reunites and hes in like his 40s now I believe but legit the last time he was actually in a game where he wasn’t being mind controlled when he was 19 which is both sad but also thinking about how this guy who’s considered one of the top badasses of gaming has never really lived life outside of being a teenager.
Anyways this is the secret comedic potential of post DMC5 for Vergil because not only has the human world probably changed a fair bit in terms of technology, if he’s sticking around Dante he’s gonna actually have to learn in depth how taxes and grocery shopping work. Amazing.
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