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py-dreamer · 3 months

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So... I know I'm late...

But yea! I said I was coming back with some stickers and I kept my word! I would've hoped that I could've completed the sheet in like a day but as you can see...that didn't work out

I know I've been a bit MIA lately but burnout sucks. I do have a lot of WIPS I really want to work on but again, it seems that the ProcrastiNation hath struck my feeble mortal brain again.

But anyways:

I headcanon Aroace Mei, just a personal headcanon (disagree if you like) I also like lesbian Mei but thought I'd give some aroace appreciation

Silktea was only given 1 episode but OH BOY did it fuel our wild shipping habits. And I jumped on the bandwagon. It's a reference to that scene in She-Ra where Scorpia tells Catra she 'didn't want to do this' then wraps kitty up in the blankey and cradles her like a wee baby. And Sandy would do that for any friend, I will die on this hill

Saw a fanart where Mk had a pig nose themed pacifier and I just yoinked that idea. The pig hoodie and the pacifier seems like something Tang would do for Pigsy (also to get away with free noodles cause who can say no to that face?~)

Mac showing Wukong the lantern. What can I say, mans' fascinated by them pretty lights. Though our little performer's eyes seem to be straying from the show (^u ')

I know many people have issues with shipping with Nezha and such and I know the two had a rough history but y'know what fans do; they love to make the people who kill each other soulmates (platonic, romantic or otherwise) Even if it wasn't romantic, I still love the idea of them being buddies and just chilling, the danger noodle prince and the angy prince snuggle and watch a movie (mainly from Nezha 2019 but I also saw New Gods and can I just say, I want those two twinks to bicker then kiss awkwardly and I want Yun Xiang to BEAT. HIS. ASS) but in case anyone asks, I do perceive Nezha to be a consenting adult in general outside shipping drama and if the two are adults, it does make my heart squeal when I see these two hold hands and whatnot

HOW COULD I EVER FORGET MY SPICYBOIS, inspired by that one Ponyo kiss scene. I was actually gonna make a bigger piece but then I saw someone do it already in a much better fashion than I ever could and I just gave up on the idea but Ig here, its just like the two cakes mentality and I gave it a go. Hope I could do the concept justice

Have spider queen or scorpion queen ever interacted before? No. But they are both queens and I believe Spider Queen's confidence could rub off on Scorpion Queen and she'd appreciate the company of Spider Queen's children henchmen. Also she give yummy food so lesbian venomqueens for the win

Redraw of that moment with Peng and Azure. I normally detest that bird but these two do get some gears grinding and whatever anyone says. Neither of those two are straight. I'll tell ya that.

Toxicinsanity is another rarepair that had like 1 sec screen time. I don't think they'd ever work out in canon and had virtually no chemistry. I still love all the fluffy ship content I can find of them though and if it ever were to happen. I think the mayor would scare the sh!t out of Syntax

Let's get at least one hetero couple here, Chang'e and Hou'Yi are a couple of favorites ngl, I took most of their outfits from Over the moon cause both of them looked stunning, Chang'e especially. I've seen people ship mah girl with other people and while I do agree it's healthy to move on, in my heart she will always long for Hou'Yi

Also irl, on valentines, my mum took us out for lunch, she treated us to bubble tea and donuts. We walked home so I waited to drink mah drink in my room while I drew and I accidentally finished it all... I'm so sorry mum

f*ck I forgot ironbull. Uhh....I'll draw something later, rn I need to go to bed before I get yelled at...

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mindflay3r · 1 year

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You belong with me

Pairing: ajax petropolus x reader

Request:Oooo let's see! How about annn 8 and 35 with MAH boy Ajax? :D

Summary: y/n and ajax like each other but don't know that the other person likes them back. So in an attempt to get over him, y/n goes on a date

Ajax entered yoko's dorm with a smile on his face. He couldn't wait to spend the day with his friends (he was probably more excited about spending the day with y/n)

"Do you guys know where y/n is?" He asked as he took a seat on one of Yoko's bean bags

"Didn't she tell you? She's on a date" Enid smiled happy for her friend

And just like that ajax's perfect mood was gone it had been crushed. Though he never said it out loud, he liked y/n he's liked her since they first became friends. He just never plucked up the courage to ask her out and he couldn't blame her for going on a date

But his friends noticed his mood shift. They all look at each other with knowing glances

"Why didn't you ask her out?" Bianca decided to be the one to start this interrogation

"Everyone knows you like her, it's really obvious" Enid chimed in

"Haven't you liked her for years?" Kent grinned

If looks could kill they'd all be 6 feet under , unfortunately looks can't kill so he is stuck answering all his friends dumbass questions

"Can you guys shut the fuck up. It wasn't that obvious that I liked her! And I didn't ask her out because she doesn't like me like that now stop with the questions"

Y/n entered the room after hearing everything ajax had said. Hope sparked in her, maybe he liked her back

"How was your date?" Xavier asked trying to change the topic

"It was bad, that guy was so boring I contemplated taking a nap" y/n lied a bit to hopefully make the gorgon besides her feeling ok

The friends ended up putting a movie on before curfew and when they had to leave ajax walked y/n to her dorm

"Will you come in? We need to talk" y/n played with her shirt , a nervous habit

Ajax smiled at her and followed her into her dorm before sitting down on her bed

It was now or never for y/n, she couldn't go on without knowing how he felt

" I like you ok ajax and I have for a long time and that date was a bust but only because I couldn't stop thinking about you" y/n blurted everything out in 1 go

Ajax gave her an award winning smile as he got up from her bed.

"I have liked you for years but I thought I'd ruin our friendship" He took her hand

" fuck being friends " y/n cupped his face, leaned up and kissed him gently

It took ajax a few seconds to register what was happening but as soon as he did. He kissed back, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her closer

When they finally pulled away for breath, y/n didn't know what the boy was gonna say

"Will you be my girlfriend? I know I've wasted a lot of time by being a dumbass but I'll make it up to you " ajax put a strand of her hair behind her ear

" you know it took you long enough. So yes" y/n wrapped her arms aortic the boys neck and pulled him into another kiss

Ajax couldn't wait to tell xavier what happened

Requests are open :)

Thank you <3

@iam-mentally-unstable

#ajax petropolus x reader #ajax petropolus #wednesday

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urfavenarrator · 1 year

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[daryl dixon] [cxm!r] [fanfic] [daryl forced to sub, rope play, body worship, muscle worship, edging, overstim, praise kink, all to daryl]

ya i am a horny fucker what about it

Same lol anyway

Got board a wrote dialog in a accent not happening again

Slutty!needy!Daryl Dixon x Top!male!reader

------♡Starved♡------

growls.

"Need somethin’, dar?" You say, not looking up from your book. Daryl stares you down with deadly eyes

You sigh. "Come ‘ere," you say, as you put the book down.

He sighs and walks over. He looks down, standing before you. Then, he stares at you with his sapphire eyes, waiting for you to talk.

You pat your leg and say, "Sit down, baby." He obeys but is still on edge. "'m not yer 'baby,'" he says in his southern drawl, eyes hard. l"What do ya want?" "What happened out there?" You gently rub his back. "You seem so tired." You reply softly.

"Gotta lot on mah mind," He admitted as his expression softened. You can tell he's tired by the way he leans his head on your shoulder. His short black hair sticks up in various places. His clothing has seen better days. There are dirt streaks on his face, and there's a cut on his forehead. He's tired, hungry, and ready to take on the apocalypse. The world around you is silent and still. Daryl closes his eyes and leans into your shoulder with a deep sigh. He seems to be relaxed.

"Wanna go home?"

He sighs at your words, "Home... What does home even mean anymore? Everywhere I go, death follows." he pauses"'m tired."

"Alright, le’s go home." You pick him up, your muscles flexing softly, and carry him back to your shared house in Alexandria.

Daryl grumbles and blushes, unable to contain a slight look of amusement at your show of strength. He scrunches his face slightly as he tries to maintain his tough guy act. He looks down at your feet, unable to look you in the eyes as you carry him. He gives up and relaxes into your arms completely. He lets out a soft sigh.

We get home, and I spend about an hour and a half trying to get him in the shower.

Daryl sits in the shower, silent. He isn't exactly crying, but it is clear that he has been. His face is streaked with tears, and his eyes are red. He stares ahead of him, his face stony and unfocused. He's trying to stay in his tough guy persona to maintain what's left of his dignity and his pride. But in reality, he isn't the tough guy he likes to think he is. He's tired. He's hungry. He's not a hero or a leader. He's a survivor. And he's struggling.

I grab the shampoo and rub it into his greasy, matted hair.

Daryl flinches.

"Oi! Stop!" he snaps, in a louder tone than intended. He's embarrassed and is trying to maintain his tough guy act while fighting back against his tired, bruised, and battered nature. But it's obvious he desperately needs a wash. He's been out of action for a while and has accumulated a fair amount of grime and dirt on his face and body. Despite his best attempts to stay stone-faced, he cannot hide his exhaustion. His eyes are bloodshot, his face is drawn, and he is covered in days worth of facial hair.

"Daryl!" you shout, putting your hands on your hips.

Daryl scowls at you. It's clear his true self is beginning to show.

"... What?" he says through gritted teeth, his face still covered in cuts, tracing trails down the sides of his face. A bruise can be seen on the skin of his neck.

"Yer actin’ like a toddler, just let me wash ya," you say with a huff. Your face is stern, your [E/c] eye glaring at him; he knows he won't win this argument.

His shoulders sag and his arms droop limply by his side as he allows you to take control of the situation.

"... Fine." He says this dejectedly, letting out another sigh, and lowers his head. You can see the tears that have been streaming down his face. The rough look on his face is starting to give way. Reality is catching up to Daryl. He is tired, and he hurts.

"Good boy, see that wasn't hard, was it?" you say, washing the shampoo out of his hair and then washing it out of yours. You smile and grab the Lofa and some body soap; it foams up nicely.

Daryl rolls his eyes. His tough-guy act is completely gone. He's not even trying at this point. Daryl's once rough expression has softened. His eyes are no longer stern and aggressive. They look tired. Exhausted, even. His face is relaxed. Daryl just stands there, looking at you with his sapphire eyes while not saying a word. However, he can't hide how grateful he is for the bath. The dirt and grime of the outside world are being removed, and Daryl can't help but feel a little bit of relief from the process.

You wash the dirt and gore off of his toned body and clean yourself, as well.

Daryl sighs, his eyes still closed. A small part of him enjoys the feeling of getting clean, even if he doesn't want to admit it. A smile crosses his bloodied lips as you clean his hair. The dirt, sweat, grease, and blood that have been covering his face for days are finally being washed away, leaving soft, smooth skin beneath.

You finish up and head to bed. You go to the closet and grab a box from the closet.

"Hey now, I don' bottom," he says sharply. His southern accent becomes thicker.

"'Didn't ask, now sit up," you command, not looking at him as you dig through the box and pull out some rope.

He looks over at you with a confused look. You quickly tie the rope around his arms and legs so he can't move, and you take another piece to make a nice design.

He glares up at you. "Too tight?" You ask.

"Nome…. t‘s not too tight," he replies, a faint smile on his lips. But while he seems to be enjoying himself, a certain look of confusion forms on his face. It's almost like he's shy. Daryl tries his best to maintain his tough-guy act, but to no avail. He's so used to being in charge. So used to being the "big man" and the "leader". But now? Now he's just...happy. He's embarrassed to have been tied up so easily, and this, of all things, is making Daryl feel...shy and vulnerable.

"Good. You look so fuckin hot like this, tied up just for me," you smirk as you run your hand up and down his thigh.

"Yer going to sit here and be a good boy, yeah?" You declare before you stop touching him.

"Y-yes’sir," he said, and there was not a trace of his usual bold, brash, and cocky attitude. This is a new Darryl—the calm, reserved, and shy one. The Daryl you never knew existed.

"Good."

He's not used to being the one who is being "led" in a situation like this. But despite his shyness, Daryl does not argue with you. He is your "good boy", and he will do what you order. He nods again before speaking up, trying to maintain a calm and level tone.

"Yea ‘m yer good boy," he says quietly .

"Look at all those muscles," you say as you run your hand over Daryl's biceps, "nice and pudgy," and you give them a squeeze.

Daryl blushes as you run your hand over his biceps. Your words make him feel shy. Despite his tough, no-nonsense persona, Daryl secretly loves it when you show him affection. You can tell he's not a person who is used to receiving compliments like this. He's the kind of person who always has to be tough and "macho" all the time, but deep down, he loves it when you compliment him. He secretly craves validation and praise. Daryl starts to calm himself down again, taking deep breaths to clear his head. You can see the relief on his face as the tension leaves his body.

"Ya like that?" you whisper in his ear.

Daryl gasps at your whisper. The tone of your voice sent a flutter through his heart. He stares at you, a slight shade of pink on his cheeks. This is Daryl, who loves to be given praise and to be praised for what he does. He loves your attention.

"Tell me what ya want, Daryl."

Daryl blushes profusely and turns his cheeks a bright pink. Despite his tough-guy persona, Daryl has a soft side. He enjoys praise, validation, and affection. This is the Daryl you don't often see out on the streets. This is Daryl, who is shy and introverted. But still... Your words and your actions have an impact on him.

"Answer me, Daryl."

The prideful, "macho" side of Daryl starts to take over again. He's the "big man", the leader. He can't show weakness! If he does, who will protect the others? The community needs him! But Daryl's vulnerable side still wants to respond honestly. Daryl feels torn. In the end, Daryl chooses to be honest. He's always been honest. Daryl's a survivor. But his honesty is part of what makes him Daryl, so he is always honest. What comes out is his honest answer—the answer to your question.

Despite being stubborn and tough and being seen as a strong, independent man, he's still a human being. And a romantic and a lover, too. And he is not afraid to admit that. Daryl gives you a soft smile and nods back in reply to your question. Daryl's heart begins to beat faster, fluttering like a bird's wings in his chest. Blood floods through his body, leaving his face red. His eyes are still locked on yours. You're close to Daryl now. He can feel your warmth and your touch. This is something Daryl is not used to. In a way, he's embarrassed by these feelings, but in another way, it's something Daryl craves. He craves love, affection, and attention. Your attention, specifically. And Daryl doesn't know anything about words, anyway. All he knows... in action

"Say what ya want," you tighten you grip on his chin.

"T-touch me please," Daryl begged.

"Touch ya where?" You smirk, knowing it'll break his ego a bit.

"I- Anywhere, j-just be gentle." He looks up, his face flushed with embarrassment, his ego hurt.

"Of course, sweetheart, 'll be gentle." You lean forward and kiss Daryl.

Daryl melts into the kiss,

He lets out a deep sigh of relief as he relaxes into your touch, while your hand gently traces and caresses his cheek. Daryl looks at you with his sapphire eyes, wide-eyed and a little bit scared as the situation sets in.

"Don' worry, 'll go slow," you say, resting your hand on the side of his face.

"L-Listen..." Daryl says, stammering a little. He looks a little embarrassed. He rests his head on your hand, and he looks away from you. You can tell it was an action he didn't anticipate, and he is at a loss for words. The man in front of you is very unfamiliar and very different from the Daryl you see every day. It seems that when Daryl gets emotional, he can't help but lose all his usual composure and dignity.

"Hm?"

"W-Well, listen, I..." he stammered again, and he struggled to even form basic sentences. He looks up at you expectantly. He cleared his throat and looked a little flustered, his eyes darting from the floor to your face and back again, trying to find something to say. It's like the Daryl you thought you knew has left the chat. Right now, the Daryl you're talking about is not the strong, "macho" guy he usually is. He's the Daryl that craves affection and attention.

"Take yer time, 'm plenty patient," you smile at him.

Daryl is vulnerable, and he craves affection, attention, and validation, but he won't say it aloud because it is too embarrassing.

"Ye alright, honey?" you said in a worried tone, your words soft and caring.

He shakes his head; he feels vulnerable under your gaze. The rope isn't helping; he's shy and embarrassed and craves your touch.

"Don' worry, 'll be careful with-cha." Your voice is intoxicating for Daryl ; he wants you in him. Wants you to whisper sweet affirmations in his ear.

He blushes hard; he's supposed to be a man, supposed to take care of you, but here he is wanting your touch, wanting to be taken care of.

"Don' worry, honey; I know what ya want. Ya want my hands all over you; you want to be touched; you want to be taken care of. 'll make sure yer needs get taken care of.”

You were right, and you knew it, but it's too embarrassing for him to admit it yet. It's too much for him to bear. But deep down, his eyes say more than his lips could ever tell you. You have found the hidden Daryl, and he's vulnerable—vulnerable and craving validation. Daryl craves affection, attention, and praise. And he deserves it. He's sensitive and in need of love.

You run your hand over his pecs, then his stomach, then his thighs, saying, "What soft skin ye have, all scared and pretty."

As your hands run down his body, they leave a tingling trail. It's something he hasn't felt in years. He loves it. You see what your touch does to him—he's flushed from embarrassment. You smile

You smirk, "God, I think 'm goin’ to need to mark you up; I'd love to see you with my bitemarks going down yer chest." Daryl blushes heavily, his mouth slightly ajar. There's a small heat building in his abdomen.

You lean forward and gently bite his neck, making sure you leave a hickey. Daryl shutters, his neck is sensitive, and the feeling is intense. He looks up at you, his eyes like big sapphires. You can see how much he craves this sensation. You go back to biting him, trailing down his chest, and kissing in between the makeshift shibari. "Mmm," he holds back a moan as his head hits the headboard. Daryl looks at you with lidded eyes; he needs your touch; he's completely at your mercy. You hold the power; Daryl's all yours.

Daryl's breath hitches as you kiss his lower abdomen, his whole body burning. He's scared to show this side of him—the soft, touch-starved, needy part of him. He thinks it's his weakness. You stop kissing his body and sit back up and put your hand on his cheek, saying, "Ya look so pretty like this." You lean forward and give him a quick kiss; he looks at the floor, embarrassed. Although his body's acting normally. He's sheepish about it, about how he leans into your touch and wants you closer, about the heat growing between his legs.

He thrusts up, trying to get any friction at all, and he lets out a needy moan. You smile and move away slightly; "Need som’ help?" you say with a shite-eating grin. "YES! Please. Please touc-" you start kissing him. Dragging your hand up his thigh slowly Daryl kisses back excitedly, and when you pull apart Daryl's breathless and panting slightly, his eyes are closed. He's so needy as you get closer and closer to his member, but you stop right before.

“Huh?” he looked hurt and slightly embarrassed.daryls is unable to make eye contact. “Beg” you commanded. “please…” he said meekly, his tone sheepish and soft. “Please what?” your stern voice “i… i need you…”daryl spoke quietly, looking away from you he can't bring himself to look at you. “Need me to what?” your tone is much sweeter now. Daryl blushed the heat of embarrassment rising to face, his heart fluttering and his mind a whirl of emotion. He couldn't think straight, you face inches away from him, your hands spreading his thighs, “anything” is all he could manage. “Want me to touch you” you pry him for an answer, he nods, you put your hand on his cheek and make him look at you. “Alright” you say burying your face in the side of his neck. You wrap your hand around his shaft and move at a painfully slow pace.

Daryl bit his lip trying to suppress his soft mewls, he hasn't been touched like this in years. He rutts into your hand and you stop moving, “no moving honey '' Daryl whines in response, tears of frustration start to form. You move your free hand to his hip to hold him in place and go back to your pace, his crumbles and starts begging for you. “Please, i- ‘m a good boy,” he pleads. You bite your lip and start to move much faster, sending shocks of pleasure through him. “Fuck yeah, ye are such a good boy” you voice echos around the bedroom, daryls brain is turning to mush as you praise him, and love on him. The room fills with lustful sounds ``that better?” “mhm” is all he can manage. “What do ya say daryl?” your voice antagonizing, “t- thank you, s-”

“Ya close?” he doesn't respond, “i need ya to talk to me daryl '', he says yes but it's hard to, .he lets out a choked moan, you can tell he's close so you stop and grab a bottle of lube. His powerful thighs quiver when you stop, he's panting “wh-why’d ya stop?” he pleaded quietly “cant have ya cummin yet can we” you spread the lube around your fingers, and gently put one in him. His face contorts eyebrows drawn to each other as he screws his eyes shut, but soon relaxes. You pump it a bit before adding another finger. As you stretch him out you can help but listen to his stifled moans.

There's a light layer of sweat coming at him “ye look pretty like this' ' he doesn't respond and you don't make him respond, you decide he's stretched enough and slick up you dick. “Ya ready dar?” After a couple seconds he nods, you slowly push in, his face twists in discomfort and pain, you pause halfway so he can adjust. He nods and you fully bottom out in him and he lets out a small sob, you wrap your arms around him and stay like that for a while til he starts grinding down.

You pull all the way out then gently push back on him, it's clear he's never bottomed before. You keep your arms around his midsection and your face in the bend of his neck, his chin on your shoulder. You keep your pace for a while before speeding up, he bites down on your shoulder to hide his moans. It's still embarrassing to him.

You feel his legs start to shake and his knees clench around your waist, you slip one hand into his hair and gently pull at it. “Good boy… so good”is the last thing Daryl hears before the coil in his stomach breaks,his whole body spasms.

He paints your stomachs with cum. He pants heavily as your thrusts get slopier and erratic. “In- in or out” you say unevenly your quick breaths now audible “in '' daryl says still heaving. After a few more thrusts and more whines from daryl. You slam into him and release as deep as you can. You thrust one more time before pulling out.

You sit up and look at Daryl, his hairs messy, and he's covered in sweat and semen. His chest rises and falls as his pants grow softer. You wrap your hand around his now flacid dick and give it a few more tugs, he squeezes his eyes and wines in a high pitched voice, you stop before he gets hard again and grab some tissues to clean him up a bit. You cut the rope off of him and lay next to him. He curls up in your arms and you both fall asleep next to each other.

#- ̗̀❀⋆˚̩̥̩🪻Bo writes🪻˚̩̥̩⋆❀ ̖́-#daryl dixon smut #bottom daryl #twd daryl #TWD #daryl dixon x male!reader #bottom daryl dixon #top male reader #x m!reader #x male!reader #the walking dead

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lattefissssssssh · 9 months

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Okay okay okay okay

Was reading this fic called ‘Shifting Adaptation’ by Kuraiarcoiris on Ao3 and I’m always down for exile arc babyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!

So here we go with da blobs

Oh and ig spoilers for Shifting Adaptation haha—

Dream still sus as hEECK and I definitely don’t think he’s super great so I was lowkey pretty excited for the end bit of chapter 5!!! Hopefully Tommy boy can get some good, *healthy* relationships outta this turn of events (crossin mah fingers for some lil cuddles mixed in perhapsssss, goodness knows the boy needs it).

Annnyyways! I was tryin my best to get the little blob guys to be decently unique cause why not ig lol. Hopefully they’re accurate, but I think these blobbys and pretty cute either way.

(Purposely did little squinty eyes for Tommy cause I was like ‘OOO itty BITTY blobby boy :D he do da squinty cause smol :D’ so that’s my only reasoning: it’s cute.) also thought he’d have a bit of an unhappy expression cause, like, he seems like he’s kinda conflicted a lot and I think he’s allowed to be upset bout it. I mean, bro dunno who to trust at this point :P

Anyways anyways—

I have another sketch I drew cause art stuffs is gettin me in a choke hold and I’m losing but winning at the same time (cause I gots motivation) so I might color it tomorrow cause it’s laaaaetteee for meeeeeee ;-;

Anyways, please check out da fiiiicc

(I’ll try to add the url at some point in edit, but my wi-fi is failing me currently :P)

Edit: here is is finally :D

#digital art #fanfic #fanart #blob dream #blob tommy #shifting adaptation #dsmp au

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gamerbunny1996 · 1 day

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The Heart of the City

Chapter Three:

Taylor’s POV

I was working on one of the cars when I heard yelling coming from the group. Getting out of the hood of the car I see Rick run by with a gun. Maggie then ran up to me. “We have people at the gate, come on, we might need your help.” She said to me, throwing my rag to the side. I ran with Maggie up to the front gate.

Once I got there I saw a group I know all too well. It was the group I ran into a few weeks back at the house I was staying in. They noticed me and started to shout “Hey we met before let us in we need a place to stay!” The one I know as Jade said. My new group looked at me with angry eyes. “Okay I don’t know ye all I know is ye stealing mah stuff and taking mah only dug food I had for mah dug so I’m not helping ye at all” I said turning away ready to walk away. I stop when I hear one of the guys say “Please let us in, we have a pregnant woman, a dog and an injured one.” Everyone lowered their weapons. I stayed still when Maggie spoke up. “You can stay but only till the person who is injured is healed and the baby is at least one then you're out of here.” Then they opened the gate.

The group walked past me. One by one I see each one pass by me. Last was the girl, Jade. She turned around and smiled an evil smile mouthing the words “I will always win bitch.” She then turned around and continued to walk away. That was weird. She thinks she is stronger than me and that makes me laugh.

Walking back over to the car I was working on I see Maggie talking to that Jade bitch. They noticed me walking up to them and Maggie waved at me. “Hey Taylor, what are you up to?” Maggie asked me, grabbing my rag off the ground I looked up at the two. “Fixing this car so we can use it on runs” I said emotionlessly. Maggie nodded and walked away leaving me and Jade alone. I turned around and started to work on the car. “My job around here is going on runs.” Jade said to me. Looking up from the car, I looked her dead in the eye “Cool now let me finish this in peace please and thank ye” I said going back to what I was doing. Jade huffed and stayed put “You know I’m great with a gun,” she said. I just ignored her. “Jax can ye please hand me some water? '' I said to my baby boy, He ran to get me some more water.

Jade got mad and walked away to go bug someone else. Jax came back with my water and I started to work again. Jax layed down under the car with his head out to keep away from the hot sun. I started to hum a song that was stuck in my head.

Carol POV

Me and some of the girls are outside washing and drying clothes. We looked up and saw some of the guys talking and watching something. The rest of the girls noticed as well and looked over to what they were looking at. I followed the gaze of everyone and saw Taylor half way in a car hood.

She has a red rag in her back pocket with really short shorts on. I see why the guys are looking now. Looking back at the group of guys I see some of them argue. Once I looked at my group I saw a girl walk up to us.

“What do you think of that Taylor girl?” she asked us. One of the new girls named Amy responded “ I think she is awesome. I feel like she can save us if needed” I nodded in agreement. “What do you think of her?” I asked her if she looked at me. “I’ll tell you what I think of her. She is bad. She will turn on us and kill the weak of us and steal things. Taylor stabbed my thigh just to scare my group a while back. We should kick her out or even kill her in her sleep. Everyone was shocked by her response. Beth then tried to defend her. “Yeah she can be mean but that’s just who she is. Just like one of our own we have someone just like that he can be mean but he does well” Beth argued at Jade.

This was getting a little out of hand so I got up to get one of the guys to help me split everyone up. I don’t get why people get so mad at Taylor. She is a little weird but I feel like she can help this group a lot.

3rd person POV

“She is good at working with a car,” Daryl said.

“She got a good ass,” Merle said.

“She is good looking but not my type” one of the new guys named Nate said.

“Really not your type? You're dating Jade! She is a huge bitch.” The leader of the new group said.

“I would date her,” Daryl said walking away.

“Let’s all go back to work now,” Rick said.

All the guys went their own ways to do the job they are assigned to. The girls all went their own way. Now Taylor is the only one still fixing the car without anyone watching. But she has a feeling that someone is watching close by.

Taylor’s Pov

I can feel a stare into my back. I looked around and I didn’t see no one. Going back to working I heard someone talking close by. “We need her gone, and now.” Someone said. I walked closer to where the conversation was happening. “Why is Rick the best here? I know I saw her fight three walkers at once and everyone here loves her.” A different voice said. So Rick and another are talking about me. “That new girl Jade told me she had bad news. Taylor stabbed her in the leg just so she can get all their stuff. She could do the same, maybe worse. I don’t want to risk it.” Rick said. So Jade is behind this I see how it is. “Rick you can say whatever you want but it’s up to everyone” I hear the mystery man say.

Slowly backing away I went to finish up the car and then show everyone they need me more than I need them. This is one battle no one should try and win. Jade will learn who the stronger one is.

? POV

“It’s all clear now, let’s go.” Kaede said looking out the window. We grabbed our stuff and ran out the door. We are going to find a place to live after a year or so of being out here. All I can do now is hope we can make it.

“We should go west, that looks like a clear path,” Tofu said.

“That means people most likely went down that way. Let's go south it seems calm but also it looks like no one went down that way” Kaede said back.

“Let’s have more fun where there are a lot of walkers. Let's go east.” Pip said.

They all argued about which way to go but I have a feeling we should go north. They would just think it's a bad idea. I just started to walk North and if they follow great if not oh well. My goal is to find Taylor, if someone finds her they will go insane from her personality. Taylor may seem mean but she only wants to protect herself and the ones she loves.

My group noticed I was walking away and tried to catch up. We stayed silent for a while and Kaede started to talk. ̈So why are we going North ̈ she said, walking next to me. I stayed quiet. My only focus is Taylor. Tofu laughed “Because he loves her." She said in a sing-song voice.”̈Well, that's not the reason why he picked this way but it's true” Kaede said back. This is going to be a long way with these guys.

#twd #jacksepticeye #markiplier #oc #the walking dead #youtubers #fanfic #yep the boys #daryl dixon #thriller

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lightvsdark18 · 1 year

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Some responses to voicelines (Epel)

You and I are in this together, right?

Yeah, of course.

Why're you spending so much time with me, anyway? I'd be flattered if I thought it was because you thought I was so tough and dependable, but I'm guessing...not.

Why do you have to be tough and dependable just for me to want to hangout with you?

With this much power, I'll challenge the headmage himself!

You probably shouldn't challenge him, but I would totally watch you beat his ass.

I'm gonna get a lot stronger. You believe in me...right?

Heck yeah.

School Uniform

It was cold as a frosted frog back home. What? You haven't heard that before? It means it was, well...real cold.

My uncle said "it's a snow cone in a Phoenix" when it's hot outside.

Mah meemaw... Er, my grandmother sent me a shipment of apples. Would you like some?

Yes :3

Y'know, I'm startin' to wonder... Are you pickin' on me 'cause you think I'm a wimp?

No, I'm picking on you because you're a gremlin.

P.E. Uniform

Worn out? Heh heh heh. Mages need to keep up their stamina.

Well, I'm not a mage, so let me be weak.

I work out, but I never build any muscle. I wish I could bulk up like Coach Vargas...

Just don't become a meathead like him.

I don't think I'm the best dancer... I never really let loose at any of the hoedowns back home, so.

I can't dance in general.

Labwear

Is it just me, or is the curriculum here at Night Raven pretty hard? I can't keep track of all these medicinal herbs with long names...

Imagine how I feel, I have to relearn what plants exist and don't exist.

The school library here has books from all over the world. The housewarden tells me to read a book a week.

Read a book a week? I couldn't do that.

Have you ever grown a plant? ...Oh, I see. I could give you some starter seedlings if you're interested.

A sunflower, but the soil at home killed it instantly... Yes, I'm interested.

Ceremonial Robes

Did you know the hood on these robes is based on how the Fairest Queen looked in the guise of an old woman?

Really? I didn't know that.

The Queen was willing to take on a hideous form through magic to win her place as the fairest. By golly, that's amazin'...

("She tried to kill her step-daughter.")

The Mirror of Darkness is supposed to assign dorms based on the nature of a student's soul, but is my soul really suited for Pomefiore...?

*shrugs*

The makeup Vil put on me just won't wipe clean... Any ideas?

Sorry, I got nothing.

Dorm Uniform

Care for a sweet apple? You'll find it downright dreamy.

I'm always down for an apple.

I wish people would call me cool instead of pretty or cute, y'know?

What about gremlin? I kid.

I once got lost in the dorm and stumbled across an eerie basement cellar. I wonder what that gets used for.

I'm now concerned.

Don't tell the housewarden, but just between you and me, I wanted to get into Savanaclaw. They seem like the bad boy dorm. Is that cool or what?

They're a brunch of jerks, though.

Ramshackle Dorm's great. You get to fly solo and be totally free. That's the life, right there.

Not really if your dorm is deathtrap.

Suitor Suit

Even pretending to propose is nerve-wracking. Do you think I should, um, practice?

You have to be convincing, so it wouldn't hurt to practice.

Y'know, it's actually kind of cool how the Ghost Bride is taking the initiative instead of just waiting around forever.

Though, forcing someone to marry you isn't the best option choose.

One day, I'd like to work with my sweetheart and grow apple trees, make jam... Ah! I mean, I read that in a story once!

*teasingly presses X to doubt*

Whenever my grandparents get in a fight, they make up by baking an apple pie together. That's sweet, don't you think?

Yeah.

Halloween

Boo! Did I scare you? If you aren't careful, I'll come and startle you again! Ha ha.

And you're not careful, I'll pick you up and throw you in my cauldron.

Bwah! I tripped 'n mah cape again! If Vil saw me, I'd get an earful about how clumsy I am.

He would yell at you for tripping over a cape that's too long?

Riddle and I were just getting excited talking about all the candy we have to stock up on for Halloween. I have a major sweet tooth.

Same.

Halloween in my hometown isn't all that fancy, but I can vouch for the food, at least. I hope everyone can come visit someday and taste it for themselves.

I hope I can...

I'll scare the socks offa ya! Mmm, no, that won't work. Oh, maybe if I smear ketchup on my face?

You have to try harder than that if you want to give me a good scare.

What? You want candy? Well, sorry, but I gave all mine away already. I'll carve an apple for you later, so lay off the tricks, okay?

My trick is just silly string, don't worry.

#twisted wonderland #epel felmier #twst voicelines

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rosietrace · 2 years

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Hello~! If you can, can your Scarabia and Ramshackle kid will think of mah Dom?

They just... *chef kiss*

You betcha!

Disclaimer: Pixel banners do not belong to me, they belong to @arcdiris

Yuuta

Low-key had no idea who Dom was until someone introduced him to them

Man's was too busy counting the profit he gets off of being an errand boy to notice another person from the same world as he js

Doesn't really care much about them since his priority is getting as much cash as he can

Though I'll admit there was a language barrier between the two since Yuuta is from Japan and Dom is from Texas-

They for through it.... Mostly-

Yuuta will help Dom with debate assignments and help them write essays for debate class

If they're on opposite sides during debate, it's game over for Dom's side since Yuuta could just say random shit and make it sound inspirational

And he'd win the debate either way-

Can and will manipulate Dom if he feels he needs to for his survival

Dom will admit he's charming but very money obsessed and... Germaphobic-

All in all, I'd say they're neutral with each other, and Yuuta wouldn't really hang out with them much

Also a headcanon that he calls a harlequin from time to time

Lumina

I'd say pre-development Lumina would just pretend to be nice around Dom like she did to everyone but Jamil

Due to her trust issues and her slight habit of being a bit of a two-faced snake, Lumina would just do the usual and put up with the facade of a mother figure

And then Jamil overblot and her true colors were revealed to the entirety of Scarabia

Because her personality had been fully revealed, no one in Scarabia seemed to like her after Jamil's overblot because of how she deceived them all

Hence, why she made it a personal mission to fix her tarnished reputation by trying to be nicer to others

And that includes Dom

First she'll apologize for deceiving them and would offer to make whatever food they want since she's good at cooking

Since Dom likes marshmallows, Lumina made homemade marshmallows that melts into your tongue easier

Would also offer to help them with their astrology homework and possibly tutor them

Would allow Dom to pet Tempest(her pet tiger), unless they were scared of them

All in all, it would be a rough start for Lumina since their friendship started with her deceiving them with a fake personality

#twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #night raven college oc #nrc oc #twst nrc #night raven college #lumina glow #twst scarabia #scarabia oc #twst yuuta #sumeragi yuuta #yuuta sumeragi #twst yuu #twst ask #ramshackle oc

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overlyimmersed · 2 years

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LIVE BLOG TIME AGAIN

Spoilers ahead, you know the drill by now. Oh also strong language this time. I have a lot of feelings and some of them involve cuss words.

OOOOHHHH Blight drama! Also Kiki's little mocking XD

OH MY GOD LUZ'A TINY PONY TAIL!!!

aww he just wants to help. Let him see what he can do!

replacements...lovely... fuck face Bitch-los...

XD Eber's hiss

Flesh...eating...beetles...? EWWW! "Only a few people would get eaten" XD dude...

O.O oh...my god... OH MY GOD...OH.MY.GOD... boy that's a plan...that's not computing super good. that's...one...idea... i don't know HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS IDEA!!

an egg?...She carved an egg?...you can do that?... I need to know more about how palismen are made. Aww, that's so cute.

Aww, what a lovely moment :) ...Why does it make me NERVOUS!

aww... King... You'll do fine little titan.

OOHHH!!! KATYA'S PALISMAN! YES! We still need to see Raine's though. STILL WAITING FOR THAT DANA!

OH MY GOD! NEW OUTFITS! THEY LOOK AMAZING!!

*GASP* MAH BOI!!! HUNTER BB IS BACK AND ROCKING SOME NEW THREADS!! OH MY GOSH!! YAY!! boyo still needs a nap though :p someday he'll get to sleep.

Aaaand he's still buggin... poor Hunny. OH BUT THAT'S LITTLE HEADBUTT/HANDSHAKE! SO CUTE! BABY BOY'S GOT FRIENDS!!

And timeframe. Luz was gone for a week.

XD Hunter apologizing to the coven scout. Yeah that's fair, he's just doin his job.

they tried to burn down that factory...GUYS!

Aw, I love when the siblings are nice to each other.

OH! OHOHOH!!! OOOOOOHHHH!!! you're all going nuts aren't ya XD I expect this is all the fandom will be talking about for the next week. WAY TO WIN, OWL HOUSE CREW! The animation for that moment was something. Also Luz what was that? XD

Agreed, Raine. I have some... very weird emotions about this. Haha.

I *know* Eda pulled her/Raine's head off, I did not watch that, covered my eyes. I don't need *THOSE* nightmares...

Oh oh...I don't know if I can watch *this* either...I'm sure when this is all said and done the sigils won't even be a thing anymore, but still this is soooo not cool :(

OH COME ON! LET KING HELP!

oh...

huh?

700 snorse power XD

And Kikimora likes to be tall XD Someone edit that one meme! Has that been done? Do it again!

Wow guys...

NOT THE ANNOYING VOICE THING AGAIN! I LIKE HIS VOICE! Also on no they're in trouble now... He held a grudge XD

That blue haired wild witch is cute :) Also not having a good day :(

Oh! that trail of trash led to Alador. Didn't expect that. AWW! Cute! OH! KING'S SPILLING THE BEANS!? OH! HECK!

Oh man...she is THE WORST mom!! makes mine look like a saint

She didn't know they were dating!? Ooooh...

HOORAY! DAD TO THE RESCUE! this is about to go very bad isn't it... OH... that's gonna be a messy divorce.

i am filled with rage. i had to get up and take a moment to be obscenely angry. i am shaking.

Wait... I saw that. Luz doing Hunter's teleport magic thing. Are they disguised as each other?

holy god, Willow...

XD Alador. Y'know I'm glad he wound up being on our side. I knew I liked his vibe from the start. WHOA, his eyes!

Yep. Called that.

#toh spoilers #toh live blogging #toh reactions #the owl house #clouds on the horizon #seriously I was MAD #you should see what i did to my desk #with my FINGERNAILS #i didn't know they could do that i was sure i'd hurt myself if I ever tried

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an-ecu-harrypotter-au · 2 days

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TPS Part 10: Jacklin's 1st Match

I wake up early so I can get ready for Gryffindor's first Quidditch game. Even though I won't be playing, I still think it's appropriate to follow the same routine as the rest of the team.

"Good morning, Tiger. Are you ready for breakfast?"

Tiger meows from inside of his cage.

"In that case, I'll let you out of your cage for a while."

I unlock Tiger's cage and start to prepare his food. Tiger starts to stretch out and walk around on my bed.

"There you go Tiger. Here's your breakfast."

He gets off the bed and starts eating as I start getting dressed in my robes.

"Now you behave while I'm gone, Tiger."

He meows quietly as he eats his food in peace. I leave my dorm room and make my way to the boys' dorm room to see if Toby's awake yet.

"Zzzzz."

I see Toby sprawled out on his bed, lips parted as he sleeps. I realize that to entertain myself until breakfast, I should study my Quidditch book. While I'm more than familiar with the rules, it never hurts to go over special techniques and plays far above my skillset. It helps me learn how to train and prepare should the need arise.

"The Wronksi Feint: A Seeker from high above dives down, sharply, as if to collect the Snitch, causing the opposing Seeker to chase after him, only to pull up at the last second, causing the opposing Seeker to crash into the ground below."

I shake my head knowing I never want to intentionally hurt another player. A play like that is shameful and should be banned. If you see the Snitch, you follow it. You shouldn't have to resort to injuring another player as a means of getting an advantage.

"Ngh ah. Mornin, Jacklin. Yer up early."

I look up and see Toby coming out from his dorm room yawning. He sits down next to me while he rubs his eyes.

"Good morning, Toby. Our first Quidditch game is today and I don't want to be caught off guard."

"Ok. How important's it tha' yer team wins?"

"I can definitely say it isn't a life and death situation. The team with the most number of points by the end of the season, wins the Quidditch Cup. The winner of each match gets 50 points for the House Cup."

"Ohhh. Makes sense."

We walk down with the rest of Gryffindor to the Great Hall for breakfast. As we eat, I hear the sound of Arthur flying in with a small package.

"Oh. Thank you, Arthur."

He flies away and I look at the label.

"Who's it from, Jacklin?"

"It's from my father. I was wondering why he didn't send me anything for my birthday."

"Open it. Open it."

I open the package and there's a letter attached to the small box.

"He specifically waited until my present was finished before sending it. It was custom made while he was in Paris and is supposed to wish me luck for my first Quidditch match."

"Wow. Wha'd he get ya?"

I open the small box and Toby's eyes widen.

"Whoa! Ya got a bird bow."

"I think it's also meant to be similar to the Golden Snitch. The wings are golden even though the hair clip is green."

"Do ya know bout humminbirds?"

I think for a tick to make sure I know what Toby is asking.

"No. We don't have hummingbirds in this part of the world. Are they small?"

"Yeah they're real small. Ah thought yer daddy sent ya one cause a how it looked."

"Oh. Well it definitely looks lovely. I'll put it on after breakfast and send my father a thank you letter."

"Ok."

We go back to eating breakfast until it's time for our free period.

Time Skip (Toby's POV)

We have lunch an Ah'm gettin excited bout mah first game a Quidditch. Ah still dunno the names a all the balls they use but Ah wanna cheer fer Gryffindor. Jacklin's sittin in front a mah mirror ta put on 'er bird bow. Ah know it ain't called that but tha's how it looks.

"Ah jus can't stop starin at yer bird bow, Jacklin."

"Is that so? Why do you think that is?"

"Cause it jus looks so much like one."

Ah see 'er smile an Ah hope it ain't cause she thinks Ah'm a dummy.

"Yes the wings definitely make it stand out. I have no idea if this was my father's design or the one who made this clip. I'll definitely be sure to ask him when I send my letter with Arthur tomorrow."

"Makes me wonder though why ya don't use it ta tie all yer long hair up cause yer gonna be flyin round a lot."

"Well. It's because my mother likes to stick to the Veela tradition of keeping hair long and untied. Veela hair is so valuable in Bulgarian culture, that we can't even cut our hair unless it becomes a hazard. It's only when we become fully grown that Veela women can design their hair anyway they want. Veela men are very rare so they don't have to follow that same rule."

Ah take a sec ta think bout all that.

"Well at least ya ain't gettin yer hair caught in doors cause Ah'm sure yer ma'd be upset ya didn't tell 'er bout it bein a problem."

"She did say in my birthday letter that she will see if it needs to be cut during the Christmas holidays."

"Ok."

Time Skip

"I'll be sitting with Professor McGonagall, Toby. She wants me to be ready in case our regular Seeker gets injured."

Ah look over at Jacklin an' Ah smile.

"Yeah, okay, Ah'll be watchin' ya."

"Oh I likely won't be playing today. It's only the first game of the season."

"Really? But, if somethin' happens ta the Seeker can ya go in, then?"

"That's right."

"Ok 'cause Ah really wanna support ya."

"I know you do, Toby. Maybe you can make a banner for the team."

Ah figure Jacklin deserves somethin' special for bein' real patient wit’ me, so Ah start tryin’ ta think of anythin' Ah can do fer her, but Ah dunno nothin' bout banner-makin' an’ Ah ain’t got no ideas.

"I know it's a little late to get it ready for this game but I think wearing your House scarf would be enough. I'm sure some of the older students already have things prepared."

"Ah guess wearin' it could be enough, but Ah know, if Ah woulda been real smart, Ah coulda figured somethin' else out."

Ah look down at mah feet an' try real hard ta stop feelin’ so disappointed in mahself for not bein' good ta Jacklin.

"You don't need to feel bad about it, Toby. I didn't think of it myself until today."

"Yeah, yer right."

"At least we can sit together when Gryffindor isn't playing. Our next match isn't until March."

Ah smile wider. It ain’t really wha' Ah was lookin’ fer, but Ah’m just tryin’ ta feel better.

"Now let's walk down to Madam Hooch's office. I have to pick up my broomstick."

"Broomstick?"

"Oh yes I forget to tell you. Professor McGonagall and Madam Hooch gave me special permission to use one of the training brooms."

We finish walkin down ta get 'er broom.

"So when ya say trainin broom ya mean tha brooms we use in Flyin classes?"

"Yes of course. It isn't a fancy model since it's only meant to be used to teach, but it still serves well in a pinch."

"Yeah."

"I think you should get the Bluebottle. It's a family model so you and your Pop can safely fly together on the same broom."

"Yeah it seems like a good choice ta me."

"Now for me, I would want something that's fast yet controllable. Probably the latest Cleansweep or Comet series. The Nimbus series is just too fast to control."

We make it outside ta the stands an Ah feel real cold. It's like Ah'm takin our midnight Astronomy classes durin the day. Ah see a bunch a grown ups who ain't teachers.

"Jacklin who're all 'em people in the stands."

"Oh those are members of powerful wizard families and donors to St. Mungo's Hospital. Headmaster Dumbledore personally invites them to attend the first Quidditch game of the season."

Ah look round the stands.

"Yer dad here? He oughta be if he's one a the wizard kings."

"No he only attends international events held at the school. My father is way too busy doing ambassador work across Europe to attend Quidditch matches. My mother usually attends in his place but she was unable to make it this time."

"Ok. How's bein an ambassder work?"

"He maintains and builds alliances. My father has been meeting with wizards from other countries ever since the darkest wizard in recent British history, Voldemort was defeated. Voldemort's plan was to eliminate all human born wizards in existence. He would've started in the UK, then France, then slowly all of Europe."

"Whoa."

Ah see McGonagall come up ta us.

"Come with me, Miss Gryffindor."

"Yes, Professor McGonagall. Well Toby, I'll see you after the game."

Ah watch Jacklin walk over ta where she's gonna sit wit' McGonagall.

"Yeah. Ah'll see ya after the game."

Ah turn round ta walk back toward the Gryffindor section. One a the bigger kids nudges me.

"Wouldja like to hold our flag? I gotta help me mates hold our banner."

"Ok. Ah reckon it’s jus holdin’ it up, right?"

"Yeah mate, ya just hold it and wave it 'round for Gryffindor."

Ah take the flag an Ah hold it up an’ try ta wave it 'round.

"Captains prepare to receive the Quaffle on my whistle. 3. 2. 1. GO!"

Madam Hooch tosses the soccer ball in the air an both Quidditch captains start goin fer it.

"And the game is underway! Slytherin just barely gets possession of the Quaffle!"

Ah hear the announcer's voice an Ah try ta stay calm an’ not screw up.

"Captain Marcus Flint makes his move up the pitch! He's aiming to score with the Quaffle!"

Ah watch the Slytherin player fly real close an throw the ball. Jacklin's captain flies in front a the hoop.

"Captain Oliver Wood knocks the Quaffle away! No points for Slytherin as Chaser Alicia Spinnet gains possession for Gryffindor!"

Gryffindor cheers cause we got a chance ta score.

"Alicia Spinnet passes the Quaffle to Angelina Johnson! Angelina Johnson swerves past a Bludger and throws it in the hoop past Miles Bletchley! Gryffindor scores!"

Everybody in Gryffindor's cheerin fer Angelina scorin first.

"Gryffindor's Seeker, Sean Lee spots the Snitch with Terence Higgs following right behind him! A bludger comes flying towards Lee and he dodges it successfully."

Ah keep holdin' up the flag an' wavin' it 'round.

"Sean Lee makes an attempt to grab the Snitch but is blocked by Captain Marcus Flint! That's going to be a foul on Slytherin!"

All a Gryffindor cheers while all a Slytherin boos. Suddenly Ah start ta see a vision a Jacklin strugglin ta hold onta 'er broom.

"Jacklin?"

Ah look round an let out a sigh of relief when Ah see 'er still sittin wit McGonagall. Ah wish Ah didn't have a vision, but Ah gotta focus on mah flag wavin.

"Gryffindor's Alicia Spinnet lines up for the penalty throw! She takes aim and the Quaffle goes right into the hoop!"

Gryffindor cheers an Ah'm lookin real closely at the weird soccer ball. Somehow it kinda teleports back ta the Slytherin side cause it's their turn ta have it.

"Gryffindor's up 20-0 as Sean Lee's still following the Snitch! But wait a Bludger crashes right into his broomstick! It shatters from the impact and Lee's falling to the ground!"

Ah watch the black ball hit the broomstick an’ the boy crash ta the ground. Ah really don’t want anythin’ bad ta happen ta Jacklin, so Ah gotta figure this out real fast. Ah turn an see Jacklin gettin on 'er. Ah'm real nervous.

"With Sean Lee out of the game, it's up to Jacklin Gryffindor to take his place! Boy is she a cutie!"

Ah hear Jacklin’s name gettin' announced. Ah’m still so confused bout how Ah can help 'er. Ah feel like Ah gotta get out there an' do somethin’ ta protect Jacklin.

"Jacklin Gryffindor immediately takes her position high in the air looking for the Snitch! There's a Bludger coming her way as she's flying!"

Ah get that bad feelin’ again as Ah watch it headin’ right fer Jacklin’s broom!

"Unbelievable! Jacklin flips over her broom and dodges the Bludger like she's been playing Quidditch for years! What a talent!"

Ah see Jacklin flips over an’ dodge it. She flips back ta the right side up an’ continues 'er search. Suddenly Jacklin start's buckin round like she's at a rodeo.

"What's this?! Jacklin Gryffindor's losing control of her broom! Slytherin is taking advantage of Gryffindor's concern and is racking up points! It's now 60-20 Slytherin!"

Slytherin's all cheerin an Ah dunno if it's cause they're winnin or cause they wanna see 'er fall. Ah know Ah gotta do somethin’ even if Ah don’t know what it is, Ah gotta try somethin’.

"Here take this!"

Ah don't even see who Ah give it to an’ Ah run over ta McGonagall's seat. Ah reach over an’ Ah grab 'er arm.

"Mr. Kwimper what on earth is going on?"

"Someone's jinxin Jacklin's broom! We have ta help 'er!

Ah look over at Jacklin an' see 'er holdin’ on fer dear life.

"It's a rogue Bludger! Watch out in the stands people!"

Ah hear the announcer as Ah dive ta the floor. Ah kinda crash inta the teachers an’ Ah look over at Jacklin. Somehow the broom stops movin weird.

"Amazing! Jacklin Gryffindor manages to gain control of her broom again! You can all rest easy boys!"

Ah help McGonagall stand back up cause Ah feel bad bout knockin 'er over.

"I understand what you mean, Mr. Kwimper. This is a situation that must be investigated. At the very least it is most peculiar to see a bucking broom suddenly stop as soon as the Bludger flew into the stands. I can assure you that it will be taken care of so for now please go back to your seat."

"Yes ma'am."

Ah go on back ta mah seat. Ah hope she knows Ah didn't mean no harm by it.

"After what could have been a disaster, Jacklin Gryffindor shakes it off! She sees the Snitch again and gives chase!"

All a Gryffindor's cheerin ta see 'er flyin. Ah take a breath cause Ah'm feelin better now.

"Despite only having a training broom she’s dodging Bludgers left and right! But wait here comes the Slytherin’s Seeker, Terence Higgs! Both Seekers spot the Snitch as it makes a nose dive to the ground!"

Ah wonder what's gonna happen. Ah’m on the edge a mah seat.

"Only 5 meters left before someone’s hitting the ground! This Snitch is baiting someone to crash! But wait, Terrence Higgs pulls up leaving Jacklin Gryffindor alone! She needs to make a move fast!"

Ah’m holdin’ mah breath. Ah don't wanna see Jacklin crash.

"She’s still making a grab for it! She flips upside down to grab it and oh no she hits the ground!"

Ah feel mah heart start beatin' a million miles a minute. Ah hold mah breath.

"She’s sitting up but what’s this?! Is that?! Unbelievable! Jacklin Gryffindor has the Snitch!"

The tension jus flies right outta mah body an' Ah start cheerin'. Ah feel joy flood mah system an Ah feel like huggin' someone ta get rid a the excitement rushin' through mah body.

"Gryffindor wins! 170 to 60!"

Ah watch the crowd cheer fer Jacklin. Ah jus hope Jacklin ain't hurt cause she hit the ground real hard. Tha's the last thang Ah want. It don't matter what team yer on. Nobody should be gettin hurt over somethin tha's just a game.

Tagging: @arrolyn1114, @nemos-rapture, @xanatenshi, @briefpandatimemachine, @hooked-on-elvis, @vintagepresley, @aliengoth3, @smokeymountainboy, @bigdaddyelvislover, @mercsandmonsters, @pledgingmylovee, @presleysgirl6, and @thetaoofzoe.

#jacklin the veela princess #toby and the veela #the philosopher's stone #quidditch

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cartoonmanic34 · 2 months

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Let’s End This

I do very love Hazbin Hotel so much and I’ve seen the episodes on WCO (WatchCartoonOnline) and these episodes were so great and such a great masterpiece and I totally respect that. Vivziepop has done an amazing job and she has made the best episodes known to man and I’m so very excited for Season 2 and see more of mah bby boi Angel Dust🥰😘

But for that villainous monster Hatsampixie, she thinks that show is a s***show.

Idk where on Earth she got that word from but she needs to stop with all this nonsense right now and she needs to stop show shaming. Show shaming is very very wrong and inhuman behavior and she keeps on doing it which makes me and others very angry and upset.

If she manages to keep this crap up like whining like a five year old and bullying Vivziepop for bullcrap nobody cares, someone must report and block her for what she has done and hopefully she’ll get booted off from this site for good. Nobody gets their own way and she doesn’t have to throw a fit like a baby for nothing and that really angers me when people do that and it’s just so frustrating and stupid at the same time😡

I will not get booted off this site. I’m not a brat. I have the right to stand up for myself and I don’t care if Hatsampixie makes a selfish mean post about me saying this then I guess boo hoo nobody wins. If she does I swear to God I will report on her post she makes about this and Tumblr will ban her for good. Someone must stop her before it’s too late. It’s not too late. We can end this. Together. We can end show shaming and stop it from spreading.

I need all the help I could get to end this nightmare once and for all. To all my mightiest followers and heroes @jatcv, @jazzyrazzy157, @masiy-blooms, @kaiju-wolfdragon, @kristinmrshmeow, @wayofthedeedee, @lui-ra-art, @oscarstudios, @muttsterion, @nuttiemations, @myst3r10nxd, and the others, we can save the Hazbin Hotel fandom from any dangerous HH/HB haters like Hatsampixie and we can save the day🫡

Who’s with me?

#let’s save the world #let’s rise up #let’s end this #we can do this

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deke-rivers-1957 · 4 months

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Jacklin The Seeker

I wake up early so I can get ready for Gryffindor's first Quidditch game. Even though I won't be officially playing, I still think it's appropriate to follow the same routine as the rest of the team.

"Good morning, Tiger. Are you ready for breakfast?"

Tiger meows from inside of his cage.

"In that case, I'll let you out of your cage for a while."

I unlock Tiger's cage and start to prepare his food. Tiger starts to stretch out and walk around on my bed.

"I have your food ready now, Tiger."

He gets off the bed and starts eating as I start getting dressed in my robes.

"Now you behave while I'm gone, Tiger."

He meows quietly as he eats his food in peace. I leave my dorm room and make my way to the boys' dorm room to see if Toby's awake yet.

"Zzzzz."

"Ngh ah. Mornin, Jacklin. Yer up early."

I look up and see Toby coming out from his dorm room yawning. He sits down next to me while he rubs his eyes.

"Good morning, Toby. Our first Quidditch game is today and I don't want to be caught off guard."

"Ok. How important is it tha' yer team wins?"

"Ohhh. Makes sense."

We walk down with the rest of Gryffindor to the Great Hall for breakfast. As we eat I hear the sound of Arthur flying in with a small package.

"Oh. Thank you, Arthur."

He flies away and I look at the label.

"Who's it from, Jacklin?"

"It's from my father. I was wondering why he didn't send me anything for my birthday."

"Open it. Open it."

I open the package and there's a letter attached to the small box.

"He specifically waited until my present was finished before sending it. It was custom made while he was in Paris and is supposed to wish me luck for my first Quidditch match."

"Wow. Wha'd he get ya?"

I open the small box and Toby's eyes widen.

"Whoa! Ya got a bird bow."

"I think it's also meant to be similar to the Golden Snitch. The wings are golden even though the hair clip is green."

"Do ya know bout humminbirds?"

I think for a tick to make sure I know what Toby is asking.

"No we don't have hummingbirds in this part of the world. Are they small?"

"Yeah they're real small. Ah thought yer daddy sent ya one cause a how it looked."

"Oh. Well it definitely looks lovely. I'll put it on after breakfast and send my father a thank you letter."

"Ok."

We go back to eating breakfast until it's time for our free period.

Time Skip (Toby's POV)

We have lunch an Ah'm gettin excited bout mah first game a Quidditch. Ah still dunno the names a all the balls they use but Ah wanna cheer fer Gryffindor.

"Ah jus can't stop starin at yer bird bow, Jacklin."

"Is that so? Why do you think that is?"

"Cause Ah know it ain't a real bird but it jus looks so much like one."

Ah see 'er smile an Ah hope it ain't cause she thinks Ah'm a dummy.

"Makes me wonder though why ya don't use it ta tie all yer long hair up cause yer gonna be flyin round a lot."

"Well. It's because my mother likes to stick to the Veela tradition of keeping our hair long and untied. Veela hair is so valuable in Bulgarian culture, that we can't even cut our hair unless it becomes a hazard. It's only when we become fully grown that Veela women can design their hair anyway they want. Veela men are very rare so they don't have to follow that same rule."

Ah take a sec ta think bout all that.

"Well at least ya ain't gettin yer hair caught in doors cause Ah'm sure yer ma'd be upset ya didn't tell 'er bout it bein a problem."

"She did say in my birthday letter that she will see if it needs to be cut during the Christmas holidays."

"Ok."

Time Skip

"I'll be sitting with Professor McGonagall, Toby. She wants me to be ready in case our regular Seeker gets injured."

Ah look over at Jacklin an' Ah smile.

"Yeah, okay, Ah'll be watchin' ya from tha stands."

"I think you'll get a better view watching the game since I'm not playing yet."

"Really? But, if somethin' happens ta tha Seeker can ya go in, then?"

"That's right."

"Ok 'cause Ah really wanna support ya."

"I know you do, Toby. Maybe you can make a banner for the team."

"I know it's a little late to get it ready for this game but I think wearing your House scarf would be enough. I'm sure some of the older students already have things prepared."

"Ah guess wearin' tha House scarf could be enough, but Ah know, if Ah woulda been real smart, Ah coulda figured somethin' else out."

Ah look down at mah feet an' try real hard ta stop feelin’ so disappointed in mahself for not bein' good ta Jacklin.

"You don't need to feel bad about it, Toby. I didn't think of it myself until today."

Ah look up an' nod mah head.

"Yeah, yer right."

"At least we can sit together when Gryffindor isn't playing. Our next match isn't until March."

Ah smile wider. It ain’t really wha' Ah was lookin’ fer, but Ah’m just tryin’ ta feel better.

"Now let's walk down to Madam Hooch's office. I have to pick up my broomstick."

"Broomstick?"

"Oh yes I forget to tell you. Professor McGonagall and Madam Hooch gave me special permission to use one of the training brooms."

We finish walkin down ta get 'er broom.

"So when ya say trainin broom ya mean tha brooms we use in Flyin classes?"

"Yes of course. It isn't a fancy model since it's only meant to be used to teach, but it still serves well in a pinch."

Ah look at tha broomstick real close.

"Well, that don’t look like no regular broomstick ta me."

Ah hope tha sounds alright ta Jacklin. Ah just want her to know she got a real nice broomstick, ‘cause Ah think she would be embarrassed to be flyin’ somethin' lame.

"At least next next year we'll be able to get something different. What type of broom would you want to get, Toby?"

Ah think real hard ta try an' come off as someone who got tha confidence an' knows tha answers to all a the questions. But Ah don’t think it’s workin’.

"Ah dunno, ‘cause Ah’ve only ever been on tha one broom we use fer Flyin."

"Oh yes that's right, you don't handle it well. You would want a broom that’s safe and reliable."

"Yeah."

"I think you should get the Bluebottle. It's a family model so you and your Pop can safely fly together on the same broom."

Ah look at Jacklin an' Ah can feel tha relief floodin' through mah veins.

"Yeah, tha seems like a good choice ta me."

"Now for me, I would want something that's fast yet controllable. Probably the latest Cleansweep or Comet series. The Nimbus series is just too fast to control."

"Ah guess tha makes sense."

We make it outside ta the stands an Ah feel real cold. It's like Ah'm takin our midnight Astronomy classes durin the day. Ah see a bunch a grown ups who ain't teachers.

"Jacklin who're all 'em people in the stands."

"Oh those are members of powerful wizard families and donors to St. Mungo's Hospital. Headmaster Dumbledore personally invites them to attend the first Quidditch game of the season."

Ah look round the stands.

"Yer dad here? He oughta be if he's one a the wizard kings."

"No he only attends international events held at the school. My father is way too busy doing ambassador work across Europe to attend Quidditch matches."

"How's that work?"

"My father has been meeting with wizards from other countries ever since the darkest wizard in recent British history, Voldemort was defeated. Voldemort's plan was to eliminate all human born wizards in existence. He would've started in the UK, then France, then slowly all of Europe."

"Whoa."

This sure is a lot ta take in. Ah ain't realized this' real serious.

"When he goes on his trips, he builds and maintains alliances. That way if any country ever had a sudden uprising, they could call on allies to help."

"Ok."

Ah see McGonagall come up ta us.

"Come with me, Miss Gryffindor."

"Yes, Professor McGonagall. Well Toby, I'll see you after the game."

Ah watch Jacklin walk over ta where she's gonna sit wit' Professor McGonigal.

"Yeah. Yeah, Ah'll see ya after tha game."

Ah turn round ta walk back toward tha Gryffindor section an' Ah remember tha banner Ah was gonna make. One a the bigger kids nudges me.

"Wouldja like to hold our flag? I gotta help me mates hold our banner."

"Ok. Ah reckon it’s jus holdin’ it up, right?"

"Yeah mate, ya just hold it and wave it 'round for Gryffindor."

Ah take tha flag an Ah hold it up an’ try ta wave it 'round like tha last flag holder Ah saw.

"Am Ah doin good?"

"Yeah yer doing great."

There's a loud whistle noise.

"Captains prepare to recieve the Quaffle on my whistle. 3. 2. 1. GO!"

Madam Hooch tosses the soccer ball in the air an both Quidditch captains start goin fer it.

"And the game is underway! Slytherin just barely gets possession of the Quaffle!"

Ah hear the announcer's voice an can feel all tha Gryffindor fans stare at me. Ah try ta stay calm an’ not screw up tha flag holdin’ job.

"Captain Marcus Flint makes his move up the pitch! He's aiming to score with the Quaffle!"

Ah watch the Slytherin player fly real close an throw the ball. Jacklin's captain flies in front a the hoop.

"Captain Oliver Wood knocks the Quaffle away! No points for Slytherin as Chaser Alicia Spinnet gains possession for Gryffindor!"

Ah hold the flag up an’ wave it ‘round like tha last flag holder Ah saw.

"Alicia Spinnet passes the Quaffle to Angelina Johnson! Angelina Johnson swerves past a Bludger and throws it in the hoop past Miles Bletchley! Gryffindor scores!"

Everybody in Gryffindor's cheerin fer Angelina scorin first.

"Gryffindor's Seeker, Sean Lee spots the Snitch with Terence Higgs following right behind him! A bludger comes flying towards Lee and he dodges it successfully."

Ah keep holdin' up tha flag an' wavin' it 'round.

"Sean Lee makes an attempt to grab the Snitch but is blocked by Captain Marcus Flint! That's going to be a foul on Slytherin!"

All a Gryffindor cheers while all a Slytherin boos. Suddenly Ah start ta see a vision a Jacklin strugglin ta hold onta 'er broom.

"Jacklin?"

Ah look round an let out a sigh of relief when Ah see 'er still sittin wit McGonagall. Ah look back to tha game an' Ah wave tha flag again. Ah wish Ah hadn’t had tha vision, but Ah gotta focus on mah flag wavin.

"Gryffindor's Alicia Spinnet lines up for the penalty throw! She takes aim and the Quaffle goes right into the hoop!"

Gryffindor cheers an Ah'm lookin real closely at the weird soccer ball. Somehow it kinda teleports back ta the Slytherin side cause it's their turn ta have it.

"Gryffindor's up 20-0 as Sean Lee's still following the Snitch! But wait a Bludger crashes right into his broomstick! It shatters from the impact and Lee's falling to the ground!"

Ah watch Ah’ve watched the black ball hit tha broomstick an’ tha boy crash ta tha ground. Ah really don’t want anythin’ bad ta happen ta Jacklin, so Ah gotta figure this out real fast. Ah turn an see Jacklin gettin on 'er. Ah'm real nervous.

"With Sean Lee out of the game, it's up to Jacklin Gryffindor to take his place! Boy is she a cutie!"

Ah hear Jacklin’s name gettin' announced. Ah look at tha flag Ah’m still holdin’. Ah’m still so confused bout how Ah can help 'er. Ah feel like Ah gotta get out there an' do somethin’ ta protect Jacklin.

"Jacklin Gryffindor immediately takes her position high in the air looking for the Snitch! There's a Bludger coming her way as she's flying!"

Ah look over at tha pitch an’ Ah see Jacklin flyin’ in tha middle. Suddenly Ah get tha bad feelin’ again as Ah watch it headin’ right fer Jacklin’s broom!

"Unbelievable! Jacklin flips over her broom and dodges the Bludger like she's been playing Quidditch for years! What a talent!"

Ah see Jacklin flips tha broom over an’ dodge it. Ah watch as Jacklin flips tha broom back ta tha right side an’ continues 'er search.

"What's this?! Jacklin Gryffindor's losing control of her broom! Slytherin is taking advantage of Gryffindor's concern and is racking up points! It's now 60-20 Slytherin!"

Ah watch as Jacklin struggles ta stay on tha broomstick as it bucks ‘round. Slytherin's all cheerin an Ah dunno if it's cause they're winnin or cause they wanna see 'er fall. Ah know Ah gotta do somethin’ even if Ah don’t know what it is, Ah gotta try somethin’.

"Here take this!"

Ah give tha flag to tha student next ta me an’ Ah run over ta Professor McGonagall's seat. Ah reach over tha railing of her seat an’ Ah grab her arm.

"Mr. Kwimper what on earth is going on?"

Ah take a minute ta think, Ah try hard ta say tha right thing that will make her take me seriously. Ah flap mah hand a bit ta help me think when Ah got it.

"Professor McGonagall, someone's jinxin Jacklin's broom while she's tryin’ ta catch tha Snitch! We have ta help 'er!

Ah don’t know if tha’s tha right thing ta say, but Ah feel tha urgency. Ah hope she understands how important it is.

"What exactly do you expect me to do?"

"Jus look at 'er! She's barely hangin onta 'er broom!"

Ah look over at Jacklin an' see her holdin’ on fer dear life.

"It's a rogue Bludger! Watch out in the stands people!"

Ah hear the announcer as Ah dive ta the floor. Ah kinda crash inta tha professors an’ Ah look over at Jacklin. Somehow the broom stops movin weird.

"Amazing! Jacklin Gryffindor manages to gain control of her broom again! You can all rest easy boys!"

Ah help McGonagall stand back up cause Ah feel bad bout knockin 'er over.

"Yes ma'am."

Ah go on back ta mah seat. Ah hope tha professor knows Ah didn't mean no harm by it. Ah sit next ta tha other student who Ah gave tha flag to an' Ah watch tha game play out without any further incident.

"After what could have been a disaster, Jacklin Gryffindor shakes it off! She sees the Snitch again and gives chase!"

All a Gryffindor's cheerin ta see 'er get back on 'er broom. Ah take a breath cause Ah'm feelin better now.

Ah wonder what's gonna happen, but Ah’m on tha edge a mah seat.

"The Snitch is getting dangerously close to the ground but neither Seeker’s letting up! We have a game of chicken in this match!"

Ah hear tha danger an Ah'm not sure what he means by 'game a chicken', but Ah know it's dangerous fer Jacklin.

"Only 5 meters left before someone’s hitting the ground! This Snitch is baiting someone to crash! But wait, Terrence Higgs pulls up leaving Jacklin Gryffindor alone! She needs to make a move fast!"

Ah’m holdin’ mah breath. Ah don't wanna see Jacklin crash.

"She’s still making a grab for it! She flips upside down to grab it and oh no she hits the ground!"

Ah feel mah heart start beatin' a million miles a minute as Ah watch Jacklin hit tha ground. Ah feel tha worry flood mah body an' Ah hold mah breath.

"She’s sitting up but what’s this?! Is that?! Unbelievable! Jacklin Gryffindor has the Snitch!"

The tension jus flies right outta mah body an' Ah start cheerin' along wit tha rest of tha crowd. Ah feel tha joy flood mah system an Ah feel like huggin' someone ta get rid a tha excitement rushin' through my body.

"Gryffindor wins! 170 to 60!"

Ah watch tha crowd cheer for Jacklin an' tha Gryffindor team. Ah know Ah only played a small part a winnin’. Ah hope Ah did tha right thin’.

Tag list: @arrolyn1114, @aliengoth3, @vintagepresley, @comebackep, @thetaoofzoe, @presleysgirl6, @bigdaddyelvislover, and @mercsandmonsters.

#toby kwimper #toby and the veela #ecu fanfiction

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poltergeist-coffee · 7 months

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WE WEEE RIGHT THIS TIME

FCELL IS BACK

YEAAAAAAAH-

Wait, no-

Just don't hurt my favourite cúbito(qpac)pls, mah boi has been through so much

It's not like I've been waiting for a villain arc of one of the favela six, noooo, never

I'm just saying that they have been through so much y'know? Let them be silly

Wait until my ADHD kicks and the next thing you'll know is that there's a long rambling about jellyfish or octopus or any other sea creature and trying to mix then with qsmp characters in your askbox

Back to lore

Hide your federation works, they might get JVNQ'd

The twins be arguing

Qcellbit is okay, he's the most same person in the room

I'm watching qbagi and qcellbit argue about the dead workers and damn, ccCellbit doing a good acting there

WE ARE GETTING GOOD CONTENT TODAY LES GOOOOO

"why do you sabotage yourself?! Now that you have a family you want to be alone, now that you have a family you want to fight alone, we are here to fight with you but not like that"

"I'm tired, Bagi, I'm tired, I've hold myself for so long I- I had feelings, I manage to feel again for the first time and all of this is being taking away from me one by one. You talk about my family, you talked about Richarlyson, talked about Roier, you've already saw how Roier is, you've already looked deep into his eyes and seen the empty soul that is inside because he lost everything he had, he lost Bobby because of the federation, he lost Richarlyson because of the federation. We have nothing left. I don't feel anything anymore and the only thing I can feel right now, THE ONLY WAY TO FEEL ANYTHING now is to feel their damn blood flowing down my hands and that's what I'll keep doing, if my name needs become a legend, a- a monster, if they all tremble and stay up all night because of me, THAT THEY DO UNTIL I MANAGE TO GET THE ONES I LOVE OUT OF THIS FUCKING ISLAND, BAGI, AND YOU NOR NOBODY WILL BE ABLE TO STOP THIS"

"Roier became even more empty after I told that it was you that was killing the workers. So if this is what you want, if you want to lose everyone for once, It's by continuing what you're doing. But if you want your family to fight by your side you just need to stop for a moment and think little, you just need to give us a chance to do this with you, you just have to stop doing things alone, you've always done everything alone because you are used to being alone but you are not alone anymore.

"I'm not."

"You are not alone anymore

"It's not a matter of losing you or not, the matter is, you- I've asked you a while ago if you were willing to burn this island with me"

"I will burn this island with you, but I'll not burn innocent people, you are becoming a serial killer, you're not becoming a revolution."

"I will become whatever it takes to win-"

"Cellbit-"

"-this fight"

"This is not how we solve problems, we knows that there are workers working from inside to break the federation, Pack shower me a place-

Mans process to laugh maniacally because he is just like that

"-but you need to understand that we need to fight together to do it. You spent your whole life alone and so did I!"

" 'Work from within', you have no idea of how thing works inside there."

"You won't kill workers anymore. You can kill Cucurucho, you can end the federation, the big boys(not sure how to translate that) but everytime you kill a worker you are only losing the reason, they are not here because they chose to be here.

"While they are here, they will be stuck with me"

"And you with me"

"If you want to be on their side, you will regret because now-"

"I'm on your side

"-is no longer a matter of a- of- of a (little) game, I played their game for long enough, I followed their rules for long enough-

"Just don't play their game"

"-Now is time for them to play by my rules"

...

"You- ... What made you like this? It wasn't the workers, it wasn't them.

Totally sane laugh.mp4"I've always been like that, Bagi, I've always-"

"No-

"Been like that. The last months-"

"You weren't aways like that"

"You don't know, you don't know how much I- why do you think I drank coffee all the time? I can't sleep, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't rest, this is the true me- every damn secong that I didn't kill someone, every damn SECOND I didn't taste blood, was a second I was controlling mulsef, holding who I truly am and I just lost and I just suffered. I got tired of losing and I got tired of holding myself back, I just want to got back to feel again."

"Didn't you want to feel a family, a love? You want to feel anger, violence, hate. This ia how you lose your family, we- everybody that loves you wants to end the federation but the way you doing things is very dangerous to you, you will end up dead if you keep like that, you will end up with the island, you will end up killing yourself. You think I'm arguing with you because I want to argue with you? I'm arguing with you because I'm scared that you will you kill yourself"

"If that's what it takes, I've already died many times."

...

"And you won't die again. Because we won't let it, your family won't let, even if you don't consider me your family, I don't care, I am your family and I won't let"

"Then I will see you on the battlefield with me"

Leaves dramatically

Sorry for the random transcription, got way too involved

I tartes It middle watching it because I thought it was a cool part and I ended up transcriptig the rest of the whole thing(there's a bit from the start missing, where Bagi hit him with the frying pan), I thought it would be just a small bit of it but it's kept scalating 😭

Who let these two roleplay together? Gosh, it was great

Cellbit's voice when he says "I just want to go back to feel again", it's just- qbagi desperation while having to keep calm, to think in a way to convince him to stop, gosh

Just- damn

I was smiling so hard because that acting was great

That's is what I was waiting for

I can't help but think cellbit's voices was sounding a bit like what he sounded in Fuga impossível

The way he starts his first line I wrote, the way it scalates, from a calm(ish) to anger, and qbagi's voice after it? More calm, trying to reason with him, she lost him before because of the federation, she don't want to lose him again because of... Himself

He breaking into laughing, her worry and own anger, his months of anger and murderous urges bottled up, her desperation, his emptiness, their hate to the reason their life was spent like that, their loneliness

Qbagi wants Cucurucho dead as much qcellbit does, she hates the federation as much as he does, the difference between them? Qcellbit is tired of everything, his friend got kidnaped, he got tortured, he infiltrated into federation, hurt the people he loved the most. Not once, the duo who stumbled on important thing by pure accident, that were the ones more out of this mess? Arrested, as if they don't have bad memories brought back by it. And to watch the guy who used to said "we can lose 20, 30, 40 times, we just have to win once" to become this hopeless, this scared, to sacrifice himself in the first chance to get their friend back. To the other spend weeks missing, to come back different, to not awake again for weeks. To see the only one who hasn't been forced into that, but instead having to watch his family suffer, to lose his mind and be drugged, to go on a dangerous quest in the hope he will find their son and the other children they cared for and disappear. His son? Gone, only a shirt and a sign left as this dark matter stay untouch on his castle. His husband? Well, not good neither but at least he's there

He's tired of losing, of everything he tries being useless, of watching people around him get abused by the federation, tired of this game. He doesn't care.

"While they are on his side, while they are wearing the fucking federation uniform, while they are on the other side, they will feel fear and if- if needed to kill whoever it be, they will suffer, they will fall, they will bleed. If the fucking Bear doesn't bleed, if the fucking Bear doesn't lose, everyone around him will lose, everyone around him will feel the fear they need to feel"

But qbagi? She simpatizes with them, they might have a family. They could've been her parents. While qcellbit don't thinks in that way, because as he says, he doesn't have a father, he doesn't have parents, he didn't had a family. She simpatizes with the workers. The others? The ones above? She wouldn't care, she wants them dead, but she don't want to lose qcellbit, not again

They are different, but still, they still similar

Fifteen years apart, they still siblings to her, even if he is a monster, she knew, and she don't care if he doesn't seen her as family, he's stuck with her, she found him and is not willing to let him go so easily

I spent way to long writing this

Sorry about that, gêmeos do mistério woke up my writing side and it kicked me out of the keyboard

BUT YEAAAAAAH LOREEEEE

- 🍽️ (<- regrets nothing)

i love when i come to tumblr and in my ask box is you waiting for me with like an essay length ask JNDSVJNSDAK they're always super fun to read

ALSO i will be very excited if you ever come in my askbox with a bunch of different sea creatures assigned to all the qsmp cubitos. maybe ill even try and draw some :3c

QCELLBIT IS BACK TO KILLING!! NO ONE IS SAFE!! It seems like cellbit plans for this to be like a long term arc? which im very excited for because all the other times this has sort of tried to happened it ended very quickly.

qcellbit has such a martyr complex (?) not caring about if he dies/what happens to him as long as he can take down the federation or to keep his family safe. Like this is what happened during the regret/divorce arc AND HE SAID IT AGAIN TODAY WITH BAGI LIKE!!! QCELLBIT!! YOU DON'T NEED TO DIE PLEEEASE DON'T!!

cellbit and bagi both were dropping such banger lines today during their argument/talk i can't wait to see people make animatic of it or very emotionally charged artwork of the moment

qcellbit most normal man on the island has a coffee addiciton but it was so he didn't go crazy and start killing people again asnvasdkjvmlak

YOU'RE INSANE FOR WRITING LIKE MAJORITY OF THAT TALK SAKJNVKSJA PLATE ANON YOUR A LEGEND I CAN'T IMAGINE THAT WAS EASY TO DO BECAUSE OF HOW MUCH THEY WERE TALKING ASJNDVJAS thank you ur amazing try and rest your hands so they don't fall off from all that typing

ccbagi was amzing because she was told like right then when cellbit was in the room to log on and she had no idea what to expect but she pulled all that out. AND AT THE END AFTER HE LEFT SHE WAS LIKE ACTUALLY TEARING UP I WAS SO AKDNVAKJS ooorgh i love her she did amazing today

the federation is stuck with qcellbti not the other way around askjdvnksjad he is so going to be SO MUCH WORSE because he can get better which is not going to happen anytime soon

YOUR ANALYSIS IS ALWAYS SO GOOD AN ON POINT!!! GRAAAH !!!!! i adore qbagi for not giving up on qcellbit. like she lost him once she sure isn't going to lose him again. even if he hates her even if he clearly doesn't want her around she's not going to let him forget that she's here and no matter what he does, even if she doesn't agree with it, she willl be there with him every step of the way and that makes me so miserable TT SHE LOVES HIM SO MCUH!! LIKE SHE LITERALLY SPENT HER WHOLE LIFE LOOKING FOR HIM AND NOW ALL THIS :(((

the mystery twins fr posessed your body KJASNDVKJDASK hopefull they've left you alone by now lolol

#✉️ asks or whatever #🍽️ anon #plate anon swooping in with so much of the argument translated what a goat #like seriously that cant have been easy to type so much esp if they were doing it live kasdvkjas

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king-clyde-wy · 9 months

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The characters of demon slayer are selected for the Hungry Games! Here are some notable events! First the lower moons kill each others, then just the upper ranks, then both and then more characters were added.

when i said lower moons need to stick together that's not what i meant but sure

deserved.

almost accurate

kokushibo activities

she's making up for her sudden death in the anime, it's her time to shine!

oh no the feels...

LITERALLY

more likr she would give it to him💞

MAH BOI NUMBER FOUR WINS!

#demon slayer #hunger games

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oceancloudaea · 2 years

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OCT 16, 2022

The day I started cooking for myself and it's truly life changing. I followed Sadhguru's advice to only eat twice a day, slowly and only lively food, oh boi it made a huge difference! I'm more attentive in my class 😌 and I only need to prep twice a day that's a big win gurl!

OCT 18, 2022

I remember this day was pouring and I received both of my orders ha! I still haven't used my grinder and filter but damn mah tea and coffee game are improving 😌

Here are the first batch babies and they are yummy! I haven't found mah recipe still but we are on its way 🤸🏻‍♀️

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slasherrabbitmadness · 3 years

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Beach day with the Slashers

Female Reader -Bo- Gender-neutral -everyone else-

Bo- Fingering but no penetration. Dirty talk.

Angst and Fluff with Herbert and Dan (They pronouns used for Y/N) Fluff with Michael and Jason.

Michael Myers (1978 with the extra height of the 2018 one)

> Wants to visit the beach during the day. He’ll even have his mask off. Instead of enjoying the beautiful view of the sun hitting the blue ocean, you spend your day staring at your handsome boyfriend.

> Michael is just there to scan for new victims. He kills people who litter, hates seeing wrappers and cigarette butts littered across nature.

> You egg him on to go swimming, it takes a lot of coaxing. “Please, Michael, just for a little bit.” He points to your belongings on the towel, “They’ll be fine, who’s gonna want to steal some sandwiches and some towels?” He shook his head. You got down on your knees and gave him sad puppy dog eyes. He grumbled then lifted you onto his shoulder, you squealed as you placed your hands on his firm back, rubbing his taut muscles.

> When he got up to his pecs in the water he threw you in. You came up for air, “Mikey, what the hell!?”

> “What? You wanted in the water.” He gave a small smile.

> He made you swim in front of the beach while he just stood in the water and watched. He knew you’d be fine, it was your belongings he was worried for. You caught his eyes, his already dark blue eyes were now matching the deepest parts of the ocean. He barreled through the water, pushing you aside. You watched him as he made his way up onto the beach.

> Some fuck had the bright idea to do some stealing. He just happens to choose the one man’s belongings you don’t fuck with.

> Before that guy had time to react to a six-foot-three man, hauling ass like he is a tiger chasing after a deer, Michael clocked him so hard in the face the man immediately went down.

> People stood around Michael, some congratulating him for knocking out a thief, others gawked “My God he swung that punch so hard.” “Is the thief even breathing?” Michael stood over your belongings, and turned back towards you, just making your way out of the ocean. Michael was mad, but not as mad at what he saw next.

> Some random beach Chad made his way over to you, “Yo, that was wild huh?” You gave a quick, “Ya.” not caring to speak to him, just wanted to get back to your boyfriend. “He just knocked that guy out in one punch.” You made your way up the beach, he grabbed at you “Hey, be careful, probably want to stay aw-”

>The poor sap never stood a chance, Michael swung his fist so hard Chad went flying back into the water.

> “I’ve had enough, we're leaving.”

> You were gonna protest, but when you scanned the crowd, you realized that yeah, we’re gonna go home.

> Walking back home, Michael held your hand, tightly. “Mikey?” He grunts, “You don’t like people touching your belongings, huh?” You turned to look up at him and he caught you in a kiss. He snuck his tongue in, dominating yours, you moaned and he pulled away. You whined and he smiled.

> “what’s mine is mine.”

Jason Voorhees

> He’s the beach’s lifeguard, so if you wanna spend a beach day with Jason, you’ll have to do it after hours. You would, but Jason takes the evening shifts too.

> Everybody loved Jason. Kids loved him, he was always so nice to them after all. He gave them swimming lessons. He was always so patient with them, never getting mad if a kid was struggling to grasp the basics.

> Men and Women loved Jason. His stoic demeanor, his calming presence...his bulging muscles. Jason was oblivious to all kinds of flirting. “Your hands are like, so big!” said a bubbly tanned beach bunny. Jason just grunts. A muscle-bound beach bro asked, “Bet you lift a lot eh, what’s your macros?” Jason just looked at his large bicep, he shrugged.

> When you visit him at work he gives you small waves then his eyes go right back to the water, not wanting to miss anything. Dedicated <3

> He doesn’t take a proper lunch break, he’ll eat his food while watching the beach, scarfing down the food as fast as possible.

> After a long day, you’ll finally have Jason all to yourself.

> Night swimming!

> You and Jason have splash fights, that he often wins, his large palms create huge splashes that knock you back into the water.

> Keeps you incredibly close in the water, will bug you to wear a life jacket if you ever swam without him. He’s very protective.

> Holds you close to him the further out you go. He won’t let you go, so it’s the perfect time to smother him in kisses.

> Jason hums into your kisses, his large hands running up and down your back, the water and his hands feel perfect on your skin.

> Jason couldn’t be happier that you're together.

Herbert West + Dan Cain - Poly relationship or what Derrick Barry calls a ‘throuple’

> “Please Herbert, for me?” He grimaced at you. Don’t you know how busy he is? Perfect specimens don’t just end up dead you know? Someones gotta end a life! You sighed and brought out the big gun. “Well, Dan said-” The moment Dan left your lips, Herbert was pushing you and him out the door.

> You and Dan had a blast, building castles, collecting seashells, playing some beach volleyball with another friendly couple.

> Herbert sulked under the beach umbrella, nose in a large medical textbook.

> “If you come with us, Herbert, we’ll get you a grape freezie!” Dan coaxed but it did not affect Herbert. Herbert waved you both off as if you were two mosquitoes bugging him.

> You and Dan walked hand in hand, swinging them in between yourself on your way to the little concession stand. “You sure it was for the best we brought him, Dan?” Dan looked at you and frowned, your eyes were a little glossy. “He only came because you were coming.” You felt the tears rolling down your cheek.

> “fuck, Herbert, you little monster.” Dan cursed to under his breath. Dan knew Herbert gravitated more towards him. It’s not that Herbert didn’t like you, just Dan was there first. Dan never told you but he often caught Herbert staring at you, a softness in his eyes that Dan knew meant one thing…

> “I’m sorry…” You mumbled, quickly rubbing the back of your hand over your eyes. Dan shushed you and brought you in for a hug, kissing the top of your head.

> “Don’t be, Herbert should be. Some Vitamin D is much needed for his pale little body. I’ll talk to him, okay? In the meantime, focus on me!”

> Dan and you continued with the most fun day ever. You ate your freezies, swapping flavors halfway through. A little boy asked Dan to help with flying his kite, Dan’s height coming in handy.

> Herbert stewed in his spot under the umbrella, watching you and Dan have fun, “Hmph, wasting time.” He kept peeking from his book, eyes on you, how you smiled when you looked into Dan’s eyes, how you leaned in closer, head resting on his shoulder. How Dan wrapped his arm around your waist, lips on your ear whispering...God knows what, Herbert can only imagine.

> “They could just yank me away from this, make me spend time with them...not that I want to. But if they dragged me away from my book then I’d have no choice.”

> When it got late, You and Dan packed away everything into the bags, Herbert supervised. How helpful/s

> Dan had you drop a few of the smaller items at the car on your own, he made Herbert help with some of the heavier items. As your figure became smaller and smaller in the distance, Dan turned to Herbert, “You know, they wer-”

> “I can’t believe you two, frolicking about so openly.” Herbert had cut Dan off. Herbert fumbled with the bags while trying to push up his glasses. Dan fumed.

> “You mean act like a couple, which we are, which you're a part of. Or are you only a couple with me?”

> Herbert snapped “excuse me, you and Y/N are most certainly a couple, which I have no part of.”

> Dan scoffed and shook his head “They want to be with you too, Herbert, They do like you, They feel upset with how you treat them. Now I know deep down you adore them, you best start showing it.”

> Herbert stopped, he looked at Dan and then at you in the distance starting the car.

> Later that night, Herbert had asked if you’d help in the basement. As tired as you were, you went to help. Herbert scarcely looked at you, but he found ways to touch you. Hands ghosting over yours as you handed him some flasks. Grabbing your hips softly to move you out of the way.

> “Everything good, Herbert?” You asked. His eyes looked everywhere but you. He stepped a little closer to you, His face only a foot away.

> He smashed his lips onto yours and wrapped you up in his arms. His hands rubbing along your sides, pulling you in so tight you were surprised he was strong enough to bring pain that way.

> “Don’t cry over me. Okay?” Your face felt hot, you nodded. “You are mine too, not just Dan’s, okay?” You nodded again. “Good. Now kiss me.”

> The kiss started tender but that just wasn’t gonna cut it with all the tension between you two.

Bo Sinclair /Female reader/

> Lookin’ at all the pretty girls go by.

> Catches you catching him staring, flashes his baby blues at you, “C’mon darling, you know you're still the apple of mah eye.”

> Gets pissed when other guys check you out. Strolls on over and wraps an arm around you, sneering at the Chads and Kyles.

> “You just had to wear that sexy little number, didn’t ya?” He snarled in your face. You grabbed your tits in the cute red bikini and gave them a Lil shake.

> Bo yanked you away from the beach, you protested, hitting his large forearm, “Bo, what the hell? Oh come on, you act like a leech an-” He cut you off, his lips slammed onto yours, the kiss was teeth and a little tongue action.

> Bo had yanked you away to some run-down looking bathrooms, the paint was so old it looked like the original coat from the 1960s

> “Now, Darlin, looks like you’ve just been wanting to rial me up now, huh? Wanting those sons of bitches to fuck you?” He leaned in close to your ear, his heavy breathing making you shake with anticipation. He suckled on it, causing you to buckle at the knees.

> “Bo, no I didn’t wan-want ah, the- them to” You were panting as he made small circles on your clit over your bikini bottoms. His fingers were calloused but he could be surprisingly gentle.

> “Now, yah best be quiet so no one hears ya, understood, Doll?” You whimpered and Bo flashed you his pearly whites. “That’s a good girl.”

> You should make him jealous more often.

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