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grapecaseschoices · 1 year
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I took this quiz for Andy and Kendis.
Tagging:  @paptalk @kdelarenta @trebondialanna @aylaaescar @mt07131 @quaxorascal  @quinnorion @likesomethingblooming @moderarato @solarisrenbeth @umbertors @anotherbeingsworld @amlovelies @roxaro @laufire @equusgirl @yes-prisoner @thelittlestspider @dumortains @heroofpenamstan​ @dakotawritesif​ @agentnatesewell​ and anyone else interested
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wollfling · 1 year
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4 am and I can't sleep bc my joints are in so much pain 😒
#im so tired too o<-<#miss the days i could draw in bed easily at night. i share my bed now.. but would be worth trying djdndjdb#my puppy sleeps in the bed now too i really like it!#except in the morning if shes up she will dig us out of the blankets.. its cute but ridiculous dhdndh#also omg... this evening i forgot to give her dinner (so much going on w me 😞) and didnt realize until a few hours late#but like. it made me also realize that she doesnt really ask for food. i dont think she knows she can ask...?#i was like omg are you hungy ? and she was like omg yay ☺️#idk why this is a thing w me rn. like she doesnt know she can ask for dinner. babey..... ;_; ...#anyways i think i just came here to complain as usual#nothing new with me other than new art. reading more. think thats abt it..#my partner and i have been reading together before bed. he reads out loud to me#i like it a lot. were really into horror right now and looking for more !#he does voices and the whole bit and i love getting to freak out together mid chapter and stuff.#its different than while watching a tv show or movie idk.#and currently on my own im reading ag/e//ls bef/ore man. maybe 80 pages in or smthn its nice so far#what ive been REALLY wanting to read is medieval horror. surprisingly hard to find.#i asked someone who works at the bookstore and she was so like. baffled by it o<-< she was trying so hard but couldnt think of or#find anything but genuinely trying so hard i felt bad... and i tried to say it was okay but she was dedicated atp 😭#and then at the checkout she came by again like. medieval horror..... thats a tough one. and i just profusely apologized again djsbsusbshsn#so if anyone had some medieval horror they enjoy 🧍‍♂️ id love a recommendation
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evilminji · 7 months
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Can You "Accidental Baby Acquisition" Yourself?
Like? Say you have a You... who is NOT You, obviously, but A You in the Multiversal sense... and their childhood suuuuuucked. Just? Truely awful for reasons beyond their control.
Such as the veil NOT being so easily peirced in their reality and humanity a bit more... Reactive(tm) to ectoplasm, due to the lower concentration of it in the Everything of their Universe. Which makes their parents research? Unattainable. Dangerous.
Ultimately fatal to their elder sister.
And then later, them.
Not that they were even the loving if wildly eccentric parents most of the other You's KNOW and have. Due to that very say research and their long-term exposure to their own samples. The Reactivity.
"Pit Rage" as some circles call it.
They weren't themselves. Stopped BEING themselves long before their children ever came into the picture. If they could think clearly, they would BEG for someone to save their children. From them. From their house of horrors. From what they've become.
And well? You exsist outside of Time. In the Zone. Maybe you have a wide and crazy adventure with this grizzled, worn, badass of a You. Figure he's pretty cool. Ask if he needs anything. And he laughs this broken glass in your chest sort of sound and says:
"Not unless you could give me a real childhood."
Like? Dude. Buddy. My buddy dude. Gonna have to explain that one. You can't just drop that and walk away. We Crazy Action Bros Adventure(tm) bonded. You can tell me. And reluctantly... he kinda does.
And... Look. You exsist outside of TIME. Your mentor IS Time. You can TOTALLY do that.
This.
But like? You realize... there wouldn't be TWO of you... right? If you take mini-Bamf out of the timestream at point A... you, big guy, stop existing at every instance of point B and onwards.
Yeah. Yeah, he gets that. Fully consents. His life was full of bad decisions and dramatic bullshit. He wants a real childhood. His sister back. Wants them BOTH out of that house and somewhere safe. If he could do it himself, he would. Call it his fucked up way of healing. Finally facing his trauma. It's haunted him long enough.
.....well then. Now You've got a baby and a fussy toddler. They have superpowers because of course they do. That house was OSHAs waking nightmares and deepest fever dreams. Jazzypants is hungy. And baby You did a stinky.
This is Fine(tm).
You're a King! You can TOTALLY handle this! Teeeeeemporarily. Since it's not like they can stay HERE. The Zone is literally uninhabitable long term for the living. So time to fire up the ol Brain Meats. Gremlin Ideas formulating. Loading... Loading... Loooooooading. Got it!
You kidnapped them.
Brilliant! FRIGHTY! Where's the Trenchcoat Booze Slu-...SLUHeuth. Sleuth! Totally what I was planning to say, Starshines! Don't curse. Cursing Bad~☆
The Detective Of Loose Morales in The Trenchcoat, who's Soul I Own, Frighty! Where's he at?? *Distant muffled answer* Close enough! Time to give him a heart attack! And throw a fight! Can you toss me a nightmare medallion? I need to instill mortal terror! Thaaaanks, Frighty! Also can you change diapers? *affirmative noises* Ancients, you're the best.
Smash cut to John Constantine. Busting up some cult, as you do. When? Oh fuck. The leaders heading for the store room! Not today, fucker! They fight. They struggle. It's Manly and Gritty and dramatic! When?
A terrible CRASH. Some artifact must have activated. What... have you DONE? *dramatic musical sting* swirling green and DEATH radiates out from a pin prick of nothing. A black hole in reverse. The cold oblivion of space, given bones to claw its way free. Eyes that sear in colors too technicolor and hypersaturated to be mortal. Green. Green! GREEN.
Ice and stars and death and a terrible, unspeakable Crown.
Two... two little sprogs. Tiny bits of nothing in a monsters hand. KIDS, wrapped up in something they never should of even had to nightmare about. John's eyes catch on red, red hair. A tiny little headband with butterflies on it. Pressed so close to dark locks, as she wraps herself around her little bits of a sibling.
The other ones dressed up in stars.
Someone SOLD their fuckin KIDS. Or this damned this STOLE them. It doesn't matter. Not now, not to John. Because this bastard isn't keeping them. He slides like breathing into the waves of luck and chance, odds and fate. Is on his feet and drawing attention. Whatever it takes, he's leaving here with those kids.
He laughs and it's not a kind one.
"Oi! A word if you will?"
@hypewinter @hdgnj @the-witchhunter @nerdpoe @ailithnight
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raphael-angele · 9 days
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Nico's Big Brothers
Nico: Conner, can you open this please. *gives him a can of peanut brittle*
Conner: Did Travis okay this?
Nico: Mhm.
Conner: You know you can't eat these kinds of things without drinking water directly after, right?
Nico: Yep.
Conner: Where's your water?
Nico: *points to glass on table*
Conner: Alright *opens can and spring snakes pop out*
Conner:
Nico: :)
Conner: Classic *impressed*
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Nico: Travis!
Travis: What's up, kiddo?
Nico: Annabeth gave me homework. Can you please help me?
Travis: Yeah, sure. *pulls ups a chair and sits on whoopee cushion*
Travis:
Nico: :)
Travis: *pulls out whoopee cushion from underneath him* ...I'll teach you better pranks if you get an A in this.
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Visiting an Aquarium:
Percy, carrying Nico: Nico, c'mon. Look at the pretty fish.
Nico, burying his head in Percy's shoulder: No! I don't like the ocean! The ocean is scary! It's gonna eat me!
Percy: *sigh* C'mon. Look, there's a turtle over there.
Nico: *looks hesitantly*
Percy: See? Over there. *points to turtle* Say, "Hi, Mr. Turtle*
Nico: *waves* Hi, Mr. Turtle.
Turtle: *waves back*
Nico: GAAASP HE WAVED BACK! PERCY, HE WAVED BACK!
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Nico: GROVEEERRRR! *running*
Grover: Woah! Woah! Woah! Nico, calm down. What's wrong?
Nico: *opens his palm to show a baby bird with a broken wing*
Grover: Oooh.
Nico: I think she fell from her nest. B-but you can heal her right? Or Juniper can?
Grover: Nico, I'm sorry. Juniper or I don't have healing powers
Nico: B-but, we can't just leave Beanie alone! He's tiny and just a baby! He needs his family!
Grover: *sigh* I know. C'mon. We'll go to the Apollo cabin to see what they can do. Then we'll put him back in his tree.
Nico: I'll still get to see him, right?
Grover: Of course.
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Jason giving Nico a tour of Camp: And that over there is the arena. It's where we train.
Reyna: Jason! Who's that?
Jason: Oh, Nico, this is Reyna. She's my best friend. Reyna, this is Nico. He's a visitor.
Reyna: We don't accept visitors
Jason: He's an exception. Diana asked us to-
Nico, playing with a dummy sword: Jason, I'm hungry.
Jason: Aww, okay. Let's get you some food.
Octavian: What are you two doing? And what is that? *points to Nico*
Reyna: Back off, Octavian.
Octavian: No. That thing needs to leave. This place is-
Nico: *throws his dummy sword at him*
Octavian: OW!
Jason: Nico!
Reyna:
Jason: Octavian, are you okay? Do you-
Nico: *throws stones, sticks, and whatever he can pick up from the ground at Octavian*
Jason: Nico, you can't-
Reyna: Wait, give him five more seconds to learn his lesson
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Nico: *wakes up from his afternoon nap*
Alice: Oh, looks like someone's awake from his nap
Nico: Clovis...
Clovis: *picks him up* I'm here, kiddo. You need anything?
Nico: Hungy...
Clovis: Alright. Let's get you some food. Did you have a good nap?
Nico: Mhm. I had a good dream
Clovis: Aww, tell me all about it.
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Nico: Charlie.
Charles: Yes, Nico? What is it?
Nico: Can you make something?
Charles: It's kind of what we do here. What do you need?
Nico: I made my sister mad.
Charles: What happened?
Nico: I almost broke her bow. So I want to make it up to her.
Charles: So you want me to make her a new bow?
Nico: Not exactly. *shows paper*
Charles and other Cabin 9 kids: *looks*
Charles: Oh, wow. That's...that's certainly something.
Nico: Can you make it?
Charles: Maybe like...2? 3 weeks?
Soon:
Bianca: Hey...Charles, right?
Charles: That's me. What can I help you with?
Bianca: Nico said that he had you make something for me?
Charles: Oh, so you're Nico's sister. Yeah, I have what he asked for. *hands over case*
Bianca: What is it?
Charles: *opens case* He felt bad about almost breaking your bow so he had me make you this. *shows violin*
Bianca: Oh, wow. That's...very generous of you. All of you.
Charles: That's not where it ends. *pushes a button at the top and the violin turns to a bow*
Bianca:
Charles: He had blueprints and everything.
Bianca: I'm going to say something I swore I'd never say. Oh my Gods.
Charles: *chuckles*
Bianca: How much does he owe you?
Charles: Ah, it's on the house. It looked really cool and all of us wanted to take a shot at it. It was fun enough for us to make it.
Violin
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Nico: *crying cuz he fell fown and scraped his knee*
Lee: Nico, calm down.
Nico: It hurts!!
Lee: I know, kiddo. I know.
Nico: I want Bia!!
Lee: Michael already called for her. Just be a good boy and keep still, okay?
Nico: *nods*
Lee: Okay, there we go. *blows on his wound and applies betadine*
Nico: Can I get a lollipop later?
Lee: Well, if you're a good boy, I can give you one in your favorite flavor. *patches him up* And we're done. See? That wasn't so bad, right?
Bianca, coming in: Nico?
Lee: Over here. He's fine. He just scraped his knee. Nothing a little betadine can't fix.
Bianca: Oh, good. Thank you.
Lee: Yeah. And he was a very strong boy. *shows lollipop jar* Here you go, Nico.
Nico: Yay!
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Michael: Good. Don't close your eye. It'll be harder if you do. Stand properly
Nico: *does as he's told*
Michael: And...release.
Nico: *shoots an arrow bullseye* I DID IT!!!
Michael: YEAAA! *picks up Nico* Aww, great job, little man.
Nico: DID YOU SEE IT? MICKEY, DID YOU SEE IT?!?!
Michael: I saw it. And it was perfect. C'mon, let's go tell Bianca.
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virgo-dream · 8 months
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Flowing
based on this lovely post and @softest-punk’s ficlet on the reblogs. it scratched my brain so good I actually wrote something!!! this miracle took at least 76 lazari.
dreamling, t4t, fluff, all that good stuff. not beta’ed we die like Hob doesn’t yadda yadda yadda, idk how many words it’s 4:30am and I’m eepy and hungy wow
Dream’s fingers run over the keyboard on his laptop in a staccato rhythm. He feels his fingers clicking against each individual key clumsily, almost as if for a moment, he’d forgotten how words should be strung together. He hits the backspace, once, twice, holds it like he means to suffocate the words on the screen. Like they scare him, like his chest is being torn open by a fictional claw.
It’s not flowing, he tells himself. It hasn’t been flowing for a while now.
Still, he pushes through, typing away, forcing the words out, until a hand much warmer and steadier than his own reaches out, stopping Dream in his tracks.
“Dove, I can hear the cogs turning in your head. What’s the matter? You’ve been jumpy all day.”
Dream’s eyes stay focused on the screen, and time starts to dilate in his mind. He’s not sure why, but his chest tightens. He’s not sure if he’s ready to bring a name to that feeling either. Still, it’s impossible not to look at Hob, whose expression is full of warmth and kindness, and unlike Dream, seems to have his chest open and ready to bring his wreck of a lover into an embrace.
Hob wears the scars on his chest like a badge of honour. A body of his own making, a body Dream could sense from afar even before Hob had started growing into it.
“I… I’m not sure.” The words to describe his anxiety are there, Dream knows that. He’s trying to reach out for them, but he falls short.
Hob’s lips curl into a soft smile as he carefully reaches for the computer resting on Dream’s lap. “That’s alright. But maybe you’ve done enough writing for today. No point in frying your brain like that.”
Dream feels his heart climb up to his throat, hands gripping the sides of the laptop as if his life depended on it. “—I’ll stop. You’re right. There’s nothing more I can put on the page for now.” He shuts the laptop down, pulling it away from Hob and placing it on the nightstand.
He’s got nothing to hide from Hob. He’s got plenty to hide from himself. Dream can tell from how Hob’s eyebrows raise that whatever it is, he’s going to have to face it sooner rather than later.
“…ooookay. I wasn’t going to look, you know? I only want to read what you want to show me.”
“Yes, I know.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
Silence fills the room as Dream and Hob look at each other. He can tell Hob is not going to push, but oh, how Dream wishes he would. Maybe a push is just what he needs. Maybe Hob is the only person who can do it for him.
Dream looks at Hob’s chest once more. Open, welcoming, light. Free. At his eyes, loving, wanting, sincere. At his arms, reaching out for Dream, wanting to bring him closer, to protect him, to give him strength. “Duck, is there anything you—“
“—could you use they for me sometimes? I don’t think I’m… I don’t think I’m a he. All the time. Maybe.”
Silence now sucks the air out of Dream’s lungs. They stare at each other as his— their words move through both Dream and Hob’s brains. For a split second, Dream feels a surge of fear and shame, the horrifying possibility that everything went wrong and somehow a line was crossed. A line he cannot possibly ignore now.
Before he can dive into any more assumptions, Hob’s arms are around him in a firm embrace, almost crushing. A hand goes to rest on the back of their hair, fingers tangling with the soft, dark strands. Hob holds Dream like they are the most precious thing to ever exist. “—oh duck, I’ll call you whatever makes you feel good. Thank you for trusting me, I know how difficult this is. Thank you, Dream. I love you.”
Hob’s words feel like a soothing balm to Dream’s crumpled chest, that now opens up as they take a breath, as if the weight of the world had finally been lifted off their shoulders. Hob’s embrace feels like permission, like comprehension, like support. And love, so much love, so much that Dream doesn’t know what to do with it other than let their hands go to Hob’s softly stubbled cheeks and direct his face to meet Dream’s in the middle, lips crashing clumsily at first.
When Dream opens their eyes again, they are rimmed with tears. It’s okay, though. Hob would not denounce him for crying. Hob accepts it, celebrates their moments of emotional release.
“I know. It’s scary. You did something very big right now. I’m proud of you.” Hob presses a gentle kiss to Dream’s forehead, and doesn’t let of them. Dream is not bothered by it, in fact settling into Hob’s arms, like their bodies were always meant to rest against one another.
Dream wonders if Hob knew all along, like they somehow sensed Hob’s truth years before it came to light.
The next morning, their words are flowing again.
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dadbodbensisko-moved · 4 months
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i like how when we learn about what got garak exiled. hes like "i was just hungy :)." and bashir is like "are you sure thats it?" and garak is like "maybe i was a lil chilly too"
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vodrae · 6 months
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Batfamily going to do their public appeareance of the week, sitting at Wayne's 3 Michelin's stars restaurant. The restaurant is under siege rule. Brucie boy and the kids are coming.
Talia ordering for everyone :
"Hello. We'll have 50 beefs burgers, 50 with chickens, 15 vegans. 3 kilos of falafels. 11 omelettes with 8 whole eggs and 4 whites, made with butter. 5 pots of boeuf bourguignon without pork, blanquette and rabbit with mustard. Then 3 pots of each but your vegan version. 1 kilo of each of your salad. 2 plates of evything you have with fish. 13 vegan tacos and burritos. And 2 kilos of ice cream with this."
Beginner waitress with her pen: Hu..Hu...
Talia : Don't worry, dear. Already wrote it for you.
She says with a with and 5 fives hundreds with her papers.
Back at the table Bruce says.
"If anynone, nobody in particular, is sick, they'll be alone to clean"
Harley giggles
"When I have the headache I don't hear Harleen anymore !"
Ivy scolds.
"I was out for billionaire's meat tonight."
She says, planting her knife in the table, watching Bruce. He clears his throat. Harley adds.
"That's Talia and Kitty's dessert !"
Selina puts her hand on her forehead, Talia doesn't react.
Dick, Barbs, Jay, Tim, Steph, Duke, Kate : Oh my god shut the fuck up !
Cass : Want baby.
Bruce : Sweetie. Please.
Cass : Sister.
Talia : In nine months it's chrismats maybe Santa...
Bruce : No. Actually...
Damian : I'm the only blood children forever. And you can't change that, clown.
Harley : Well your daddy has a co
Bruce: ARCADES UPSTAIRS FOR EVERYONE.
Later
Dick, Barbs, Jay, Tim, Cass, Steph, Duke, Kate : Hungy.
Talia : I know.
Dick, Barbs, Jay, Tim, Cass, Steph, Duke, Kate : Hungy.
Talia : I know.
The 50 beefs burgers, 50 with chickens, 15 vegans. 3 kilos of falafels. 11 omelettes with 8 whole eggs and 4 whites, made with butter. 5 pots of boeuf bourguignon without pork, blanquette and rabbit with mustard. Then 3 pots of each but your vegan version. 1 kilo of each of your salad. 2 plates of evything you have with fish. 13 vegan tacos and burritos. And 2 kilos of ice cream with this arrived.
Bruce helping himself some falafels in his salad watching his kids and their plates already half empty.
Dick : It's
Barbs: weird
Jason: something
Tim : is
Steph: really
Duke: missing
Damian : inside
Cass : .
Suddendly, the secret weapon of the restaurant is coming. Elizabeth, boss of the dinner accross the street, she's pinching everyone's cheeks and says.
Elizabeth : A big kid like you needs to eat !
Kate : It's really better now ! Nom nom nom.
Bruce : How's Alfred ?
Elizabeth : Snoring in his potato, sugar.
Bruce : Perfect.
He can finally put a leaf in his mouth.
Dick, Barbs, Jay, Tim, Steph, Duke, Kate, Cass, Selina, Harley, Ivy : Is there more ? I finished.
Bruce :
Talia : Don't worry baby, I got this.
She says slapping his tight, black card in hand.
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icarus-star · 7 months
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nsfw alphabet // possum
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
he's way more of a snuggle bug than you'd have guessed. he's gonna light a blunt, pass it to you (if you smoke), and cuddle up to you. his pet opossum trundles in because he hungy n eepy, you have to take care of him now.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
he can't choose. he likes your whole body, every part of you is equal in his eyes, no matter how much you might dislike yourself.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
he cums TONS. his cum is thick and sticky, and he loves covering you in it. he'll cum anywhere on you, seeing you covered in his cum is his favorite thing ever. he loves cumming on your face, tummy and thighs the very most. but filling you up also drives him INSANE. seeing it leak out of you.. onto your thighs.. down your legs if your able to stand up afterwords.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
he really wants you to tie him up and ride him for hours. it's only a secret because he hasn't felt like bringing it up.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
he's gotten around. he knows what he's doing, but he also kind of just does what he thinks feels right and will make you feel good.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
a little basic, but he adores fucking you doggy style. as sloppy as possible, too. having you on your hands and knees, thrusting and pounding you.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
yes! c'mon, he's always high so of course his mind is gonna wander off to whatever.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
he doesn't take the best care of himself down there, but he doesn't let himself get gross n dirty. he's also got a very prominent happy trail.. he doesn't actually know that it's considered attractive, he just doesn't feel like shaving there.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
no. he sees sex as something purely for getting off.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
often. after a long day, he'd lay down, in his stupid tent take his hard cock out, spit on his hand for some lube, n fuck his fist until he can give himself a good orgasm.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
he's got a very mild breeding kink along with LIGHT bondage (receiving), praise & degradation (giving and receiving) and voyeurism.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
he'll fuck you wherever you want him to. he does especially like doing it in a secluded forest, it doesn't even have to be secluded. his tent, too.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
being teased. im gonna be honest, he can be super dense at times. but if you've got a hand on his thigh n your whispering dirty words to him.. oh, he gets it.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
c'mon, nothing bothers him. he would do pretty much anything. maybe nothing crazy like.. knife play, name carving n blood play though.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
give him a blowjob, he'll love you forever. whenever you give him head, he's smoking a blunt. one hand all buried n tangled in your hair while he's bucking his hips into you, the other bringing his blunt to his lips. oh and he gives good head. fem!reader: he loves eating your pussy. he's always got his tongue buried in your pussy, his nose ever so slightly nudging against your clit. he's always so sloppy, too. masc!reader: he gets so cock drunk, you wouldn't believe it. he'll deep throat you from the get go, and he slobbers all over. the way his big ol eyes look up at you is just.. heart throbbing. mm, he always swallows your cum.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
slow, sloppy n deep. it's barely sex, just him seeing how deep he can have his cock inside of you. he likes to watch himself disappear inside, your wetness and his precum mix, it gets allll over your thighs.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
no. sex with possum always takes a while. always has to have at least two rounds. even if youre in a random forest, he's gonna fuck you for a loonngg while.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
yes! cumming inside, getting caught. he actually really likes getting caught, as long as it doesn't result in the cops being called.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
he can go for awhile. 3 rounds, then he'll start to get a little more over stimulated (when he's over stimulated, i swear, he's the cutest, hottest thing ever.. just your hand brushing against his cock, his body shudders).
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
sure, if you want. he likes being tied up, n using nipple clamps, and cock rings.. he'd let you peg him. oh yeah, toys are a definite thing.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
he actually doesn't tease you that much. he doesn't care to, he likes to jump right in n fuck you.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
LOUD. he has no shame whatsoever. he whines, he moans, he whimpers, he groans, he grunts, he cries. he gives literally no fucks if anybody hears him. he's gotta let you know how good you make him feel.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
he hates wearing condoms. no, not because he thinks that they feel bad or anything. because he has some stupid government conspiracy on them.
average length, thicker than average. he's got a decent cock, what else can i say?
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
he can fuck 24/7. not that he's always horny, but if you are.. he won't stop anything from happening. 9.8/10.
he gets very sleepy. he'll fall asleep whenever you do.
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padawansuggest · 3 months
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You know what else I like???? I like watching people eat. I can watch a mukbang if I’m extremely hungry but need something to watch while stuffing my face (tho for mukbangs themselves I have to turn off the volume entirely because those sounds make me wanna nerf someone lol) or I could watch someone going through a convenience store, getting a whole meal, and eating it, but my fave??? Watching someone do one of those ‘challenge platters’. The ones where ‘you have ab hour to finish this whole platter and get the whole meal, or take longer and pay full’ sorta situations???
Yeah idk what it is about someone stuffing themselves sick but maybe it’s because I actually have a very small stomach and have to eat tiny meals so I don’t throw up, but also because as soon as I’m full, food doesn’t even TASTE good anymore and people in these videos seem to enjoy it the whole way through. I smell a food while full and I’m gagging even if it’s my fave.
Either way. So I get it. I don’t like exaggerated eating sounds, but I love watching someone eat a massive delicious meal.
Either way. This is gonna sound like it’s outta left field. But. AU where Qui-Gon has Once More had to leave his Padawan in the middle of nowhere, only for Obi to run out of money.
Of course, that’s when he passes by someone doing a food volg and talking about the one hour challenge to eat all this food and you get your meal free. You have to eat it all and you gotta do it in an hour.
Obviously, he stops right behind them, not realizing they’re live-streaming, and is all ‘omfg free meal if I eat it all in an hour??’ And the vlogger is all ‘omfg hungy baby Jedi’ and parks his ass next to them all ‘okay, let’s explain the rules’ and Obi is all ‘shit, I can’t afford 100 credits if I fail’ but the vlogger is all ‘baby Jedi, if you try this with me on livestream, I will likely make enough in this one stream to pay for our meals 100x over, lemme feed you’ and then they hear a ding of someone sending like 500 credits worth of blogging tokens all ‘feed him before I track you down and feed him for you’. See. Already paid for.
Anyways. That was the day that the galaxy at large learned that a smol Jedi padawan can eat a Bantha, purrs really nice and contented when they’re stuffed full, and also is a cuddly little worm who very much tried to be the bloggers lap warmer after a nice meal. He’s a baby.
Anyways I’ve decided the vlogger should be a Mandalorian OC and they adopt him and follow him and Qui-Gon on missions for the next 10 years (till Obi is knighted and has a kid of his own, then they follow him and Ani instead) and do a bunch of live-streaming challenges all over the galaxy of food challenge platters.
Also maybe make Obi a lil more plump???? As a treato 🥺🥺🥺????
Yes. That can also be allowed. Bant is his Mando parent’s bestie she’s never seen her bestie so healthy and happy before. Qui-Gon is trying his best but now he has someone to hold a blaster to his head when he’s not being a good master at the moment. Anakin is spoiled rotten and Obi’s Mando Buir gets married to Shmi probably and they travel the galaxy. Shmi isn’t a big eater but she likes her fancy lil delicate meals while riduur is eating a bantha’s share. It’s cute.
Is this entirely For Me? Probably. Am I considering making it because I love playing with holonet, social media in the galaxy, and Mandos adopting Obi? Ya.
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just-an-enby-lemon · 4 months
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Job Requirements to future employees of the Magnus Archives (and tips to nail your interview):
GENERAL
- Be part of the LGBTQIA+ comunity.
- Be neurodivergent
- Have personal trauma (a little bit of trauma is enough but the more trauma the best)
- Have a small or even better non-existent support group outside of maybe other Institute Employes if and when Elias sees fit (he will break your friendship and you won't even notice).
- Better yet just make very clear that the chances of someone noticing your sudden disapearance is something between "almost none" and "zero", same for looking for you if they somehow notice.
- Be extremely nervous and specifically afraid of Elias during your enterview. (Yes, the Head of the Instute does all the job interviews personally, no it's not for quality test he's just hungy and really enjoys the fear of being known and truly seen that comes from job enterviews in specific).
- Deep wish for knowledge
- Opticional: Have a college diploma and some high academic credenciais. Don't worry you can straight up lie, Elias will know but he will hire you for the lols (and because your anxiety of if someone noticed and when everyone will know you're an impostor is a really fun snack).
EXTRA RULES FOR A POSITION ON THE ARCHIVES
- Have no idea how to run an archive
- Cassete Tape Expertise
- Some level of distrust that will ruin your friendships (Martin is the exception because the lie anxiety was a rly good snack and Elias subestimated him).
* Specifically for the Head rchivist position we also recomend you have previous supernatural trauma to pair with your normal trauma, be hard to kill but easy to hurt and be incrledibly easy to kidnapp.
+ SOME GUIDELINES FOR IF YOU WANT TO BE THE HEAD OF THE INSTITUTE
- Have cold grey eyes (alternativally have no one that really rembers your eye color all that well).
- Jonah Magnus considers you to be actractive and healty.
- Answer the question: what the people around you would think if your personality suddently changed with "preffer it" or "they wouldn' notice" or even better some mix of both.
+ Bônus: DON'T try to enter to or act as someone from HR, the HR people are either not real or just Peter Lukas dressed as a slutty secretary after he lost a bet. He hates it. You hate it (you better do or the Fog will get you). Everyone hates it (except Elias because of fucking course Elias is fine). If you try or even if you just do something that looks a bit like HR's job you will be the one testig whatever it is they're testing in artefact storage right now.
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keylozmi · 3 months
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yellowjackets team (alive by season 2) rating and ranking
1. Misty - 9.5/10
i said she was annoying but like i get her now. in both the crash and adult timeline, she has the best story and characterization. maybe because her actresses are so great, but definitely her whole arc is unrivaled.
2. Nat - 9/10
her storylines in both arcs are extremely good. definitely the most important yellowjackets member along with misty, i love their little tandem. i just don't like her purple era but she did find a daughter there!
3. Shauna - 9/10
make up your fucking mind girl! one minute she's against lottie's weird cult shit, the next second she's chasing natalie so she can kill her for food and say the wilderness chose! however her craziness post-birth must be a sort of post natal psychosis. adult shauna makes up like 7 points of the 8.5, she's the better shauna for me because she's a straight up loser with an equally loser husband.
4. Coach Scott - 8/10
high ranking out of pure pity like i am so worried for this man. i hope he's still alive and he's experiencing time-traveling hallucinations or whatever, since time traveling is a pretty big theory. i wish he does survive and all the paul scenes are his present scenes but he's gone off the rocks and thinks he's still in the wilderness. this dude is the only one not extremely or supernatully fucked up bc he didn't participate in the cult thing hopefully. BURN THEM CABINS DOWN BAYBEEE
5. Lottie - 7.5/10
when your schizophrenic dreams are misinterpreted by the rest of the group and you're forced to be the face of cannibalism 😂😂🤣🤣. robbed shauna of her cannibal crown. was just being un-medicated then the rest of the team decided to honor her like a god. there were times were she was annoying but you realize she quite literally has done nothing but every single sidekick of hers decides to speak for her and it just goes wrong every single time.
6. Taissa - 7/10
tie. extremely curious about the bad tai and the man with no eyes, which serves as the only "supernatural" event in the series shown that is not in the wilderness or post-wilderness. it would be fucking crazy if tai was the one who bought "It" in the wilderness instead of it like actually already being there, like maybe that was their home? with all the cult symbols or whatever. sometimes i do just find her boring im sorry, she's just like shauna she's extremely indecisive and it's pissing me off! only 7 bc FREE SIMONE ❤️ joking
8. Travis - 7/10
i pity this man so much but sometimes he's boring and his season 1 arc had me skipping scenes. but his brother went missing, "died", came back, then actually died and then no one said "sorry we had to give up your brother to the wilderness, it was either nat or him and the wilderness chose him! we honestly could've atleast tried in helping him get out of the ice cold water but we were hungy". like can we please give this man a break? i wouldn't be surprised if him and natalie refused to hunt for them, if they're all just going to pick cards and eat each other, why hunt for deer, right?
9. Van - 5/10
i feel like one of the only people with a dislike for van's character like. lottie dickrider, i get you "owe" the wilderness for letting you live like you're obviously the favorite but the way she treats the other yellowjackets pisses me off, especially when she straight up said to travis she wasn't ashamed for sacrificing javi? why is she a stronger indoctrinated christian than lottie? i wish they reveal more about her because to be honest her character's a bit of a blank slate, it would be amazing if they start showing a more deeper relationship between her and whatever's in the wilderness. i feel like, in both the show and the fandom, van doesn't have much to her character without tai. her only storyline without tai is with her mother, which we were shown barely 30 seconds of.
10. Mari - 3/10
i just need her gone
11. girl with the shoulder length hair aka pit girl contender number 56 - 2/10
i remember one line of hers and she was rude to shauna and i just didn't like it
12. lesbian w the cap - 2/10
rude to shauna! dye your hair black and i'll give you a bigger role as possible pit girl number 57
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evilminji · 3 months
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Back on my DpxNaruto ideas cause there's room for SHENANIGANS~!
You ever go on a BIT of a road trip? To a Really Good Restaurant you've heard exsists waaaaay that away? And it's far... but not Unreasonably Far(TM)? You could make it a day trip! Maybe check out the surrounding area! Buy some other stuff or see the sights.
You got a long weekend.
And you heard it's REAL good.
Imagine~! If you will! Broke ass, scruffy, Built Like His Father, Feral Like His Mother, "just here for the snacks, man" type College Student type Danny! A GIANT. Perpetually reeks of engineering oils and the unplace-able yet universally familiar scent of Ectoplasm. And? Probably whatever high-end self care products Sam's mom sends her, since Tucker can't use um.
He eats like a bottomless VOID because somehow he's STILL growing. Will be for centuries. Long after his HUMAN half stops? His ghost half is gonna keep going.
Sucks, man. :/
He hungy.
But he already SPENT his monthly budget on that part he desperately needed. And cheap ramen sucks after the fifth meal in a row. And it's not like he can go fishing or anything. So what to do???
Visit... lunch lady? Maybe? He considers?
He figures "Why Not?". Makes a portal and lazily floats towards the Box-Lady Lair. But? So deep in though is he? He doesn't look where he's GOING and *gentle bonk* oop! Oh man! He's so sorry!
Some giant dude in armor with a HUGE mane of hair. The guy just laughs good naturedly, says it's fine. And turns out? They're going the same way! He's part of Lunch Lady's Cooking Club. Oh, sweet! Danny's heard she started one of those...
But wait! If he's heading over? Is the club NOW?
No, no! He's assured. The guy also watchs Lunch Box for them. He's good with kids, comes with being part of a big clan.
They get talking. Danny fascinated. Ninjas, huh? Cool. And that's when? The guy drops, with no small amount of pride, the little tidbit.... that oh by the way~ no big DEAL~☆
But WE produced some of the BEST cooks in the ENTIRE known world.
:O
Okay now he HAS to try this food. This guy is waxing poetic about it. Descriptions that make him actively drool. Mentioning how this aunt ran THIS stall and that nephew was learning at THAT restaurant. And Danny just? W... Where did you say this was?
Hell yeah! Direction? Achieved!
Danny gonna get him some FANCY BBQ! \( ^ - ^ )/
Smash cut to him making a day of it. Finding the right area. Asking around. Trading some stuff from the Speeder to a dude for not only the location body but permission to take his wallet. Guy says he can have it in return for a travel chess set and a proper grave. Nice!
So he locks up the Speeder, squeezes past the weird "Summon Realms" bubbles, dodges the SUPER cranky Shinigami, aaaaand? We're in! BBQ here we come! It's takes like? Basically nothing to find the guy's body. He's supposed to burn it, put it in an urn, and deliver it to one of some Deer clan near the BBQ shop. Along with his stuff.
Hope they don't mind ice urns.
Just? Imagine A Void. Like Vanta Black. A hole in the world in the shape of where a man SHOULD be. Where ANYTHING should be. You can see through it, the color of simple existence fighting to make your eyes overlook What Is Not. Were it 2D, you know you would be able to see it clearly, but in the presence of a third dimension?
It's Not There.
You are LOOKING at it... and everything it is, is Empty. Void. A perfect Nothing.
Not hot or cold, neither light nor dark, just... Not There. With Chakra being present in all life. Air, the soil beneath you, all of it. This is? A perfect shadow upon the world. No suppressed Chakra, no hidden bloodline trick.
It's like the Patron Spirit(s) of the Ino-Shika-Cho decided to come and visit.
Or, more accurately, the SON of one such spirit decided to sneak off and visit. He has the height, the hunger, and the gregarious nature. The perfect shadow, the black hair, and the incredible intelligence. And those blue eyes? The ability to dive into bodies and take them over? (He wanted to see if he could do it WHILE his "new friend" was doing it to someone)
Most terrifying, though? APPARENTLY his mother? Was some Uzumaki Spirit. Red hair, purple eyes, his dad fell in love with her at first ass-kicking defeat. Terrifying women and Nara's, man. Good to know it even transcends biology. Even their GAURDIAN SPIRITS fall to it.
Now the question?
What sort is THIS one? And can they, POLITELY, make it leave?
@babbling-babull @lolottes @ailithnight @nerdpoe @hdgnj @hypewinter @mutable-manifestation @the-witchhunter
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watatsumiis · 1 year
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i really am on a roll tonight so here's some toootally not self indulgent headcanons about Morax!
Gender neutral reader (referred to as 'you'), some soft fluffy comfort stuff, probably more on the romantic side than platonic in this case! Deviating from canon stuff a bit maybe, just let me have this ok <3
half dragon!zhongli, a bit of a ramblier format than my previous posts, in a list format! kind of a pre-established relationship/friendship, i dunno, snuggles are involved <3
'Morax' is how i refer to Zhongli's half-exuviua form in this case.
He's several feet taller in this form (not even taking into account the horns), and has a tail similar to that of his exuvia - his nails are closer to claws, and he has dark patches of scales in his softer spots (tummy, neck, shoulders, etc.) and markings that match up with his exuvia
His general overall demanour depends heavily on 'who' he was last, with Zhongli skewing him more towards the gentle and patient side, and Rex Lapis pushing him into a more blunt and possibly aggressive state.
I have a whole headcanon thing about how Adepti are empaths and they use their horns/whatever is poking out of their head as kind of like receivers for the emotions of those around them, so Morax is definitely more in-tune with the feelings of others than Zhongli might be (whether he does anything productive with it is a whole other question though)
He's kind of ... shy about showing off this form in front of a mortal that already knows him as Zhongli so well - while he puts up a very stony (ha) facade, he can be kind of insecure about how he's seen sometimes, especially now he's trying so hard to assimilate himself with the mortals.
Because he'd be going from Zhongli to Morax, he'd definitely be a little.. softer around the edges, if that makes much sense? He's got a higher sense of empathy that isn't just from the brain waves he's now picking up
Morax is... not entirely sure how to feel about the way you marvel at his appearance - it's a different kind of admiration than he's used to, not quite the worshipping he's come to expect from mortals that see him, nor is it in the lane of fear he was worried it would be
His physical features are definitely a little more angular like this, so it's hard to take your eyes off of him as you drink in how someone who looks almost the same as before can be so, so entirely different.
He's afraid to be near you at first, afraid that he might accidentally hurt you, or do something to upset you or make you scared of him, and you're afraid of doing something that might make him not want to be in this form around you any more, so you're both a bit flighty
He probably won't go walking around Liyue Harbor like this, but perhaps a hike along a secluded mountain trail might work.
He's so tall
so. tall.
He takes like one step for every one of your three
and seems to keep forgetting his tail is there at all, it works to keep him balanced almost unconsciously
the urge to touch it is very, very strong. that fluff on the end of his tail looks so, so incredibly soft, surely he wouldn't notice if you were to just
oops
nope
he noticed
(he's totally endeared by it though)
He definitely eases up the more time you two spend together like this
if you begin to tire while you're walking together, he'll absolutely pick you up with ease and just. hold you like you weigh nothing. Zhongli could probably pick you up too, but this is different (and not just because you're several feet higher than you might usually be), he's sturdy and warm and he smells like a freshly tilled garden after a sun shower
he definitely wouldn't be opposed to finding somewhere sunny to sit and have a picnic - let's just hope you packed enough, because Morax's appetite is not something you want to underestimate
seriously he hungy, it takes a lot of effort to hold this half-and-half form, yknow
oh he definitely has fangs btw
like BIG fangies, sometimes after he first transforms he lisps a little as he gets used to them poking past his bottom lip and its kind of sweet how embarrassed he gets about it
im sorry i cant resist any longer
SNUGGLES
he gives SUCH good snuggles like this, he'll lean with his back up against a tree as he cradles you in his arms and it's so warm and safe and like nothing could ever ever hurt you here, especially when he coils his tail around you, that gorgeously fluffy tip draping over your shoulder so you can reach up to brush your fingers through it (he totally didn't do that on purpose)
you can just FEEL his voice rumbling in his chest as he speaks, in a slightly lower cadence than normal, it just vibrates through your whole body and soothes you in a way that not much else can as he rubs your back and just.. talks
its his usual inconsequential nattering (something about a small settlement that used to be up this way) - he doesn't expect you to pay full attention, he's just reveling in having someone to talk at
his hair is a bit longer and thicker like this too
if youre lucky he might let you braid it, or weave flowers into it!
I dunno i feel like though he'd be a little nervous at first, spending time with you like this quickly turns into one of his favourite pasttimes, he revels in the admiring way you look at him (and having some insight to your surface level thoughts and emotions thanks to his adeptal powers is a nice change of pace for him)
umm im not sure what else to add or how to wrap this up augh this was just a suuuuper self indulgent piece of rambling (that im lowkey a little shy/embarrassed about posting ngl alkfdlksg), i just love this silly dragon fella SO much you have no idea
please dont copy/repost/otherwise plagarise my work!
I'm always open to ideas and suggestions, or opening discussions regarding my posts!
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sublimecatgalaxy · 2 years
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Can you do something where the reader gets taken by the Governors people and like conflict between Daryl and Merle cuz Daryl likes the reader.
You can do whatever you want with it, even if it doesn’t follow canon :)
Well this is exactly what I needed and wanted to write but I did switch it up a bit to follow canon a little bit more since it gives me much needed structure :)
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The group was already shaken after the attack on the prison by the Governor, Axel's death weighing heavily on the shoulders of all of us. The last thing we needed was the bickering of the men, arguing and snapping at each other, claiming one knows better than the other. No matter how long we deliberated our next plan of attack, it wouldn't help the hurt that every one of us is feeling.
We needed time to regroup and to heal. Only then could we go against the Governor and his army.
There was also the second most concerning matter that everyone was just starting to come around to talking about; the presence of a second Dixon brother, one much worse than the original. It was hard to sympathize for him, to understand that he's Daryl's brother, to make excuses that he had military experience and could be useful.
And it was the hardest for me.
Merle wasn't the type to switch teams because he thought it was the right thing to do. It was obvious that, unlike his brother, he held no loyalty and only changed course to save his own ass. In this day and age, it was understandable. But you don't throw everyone under the bus and support the tyrannical, egomaniacal man that is the Governor and get away with it because you happen to be related to someone we all care about.
Maybe it was personal for me, my eyes tearing at the memory of being held against my will along with Maggie and Glenn, tucked away in the darkest part of their compound. I had zero control over my life, forced to remain at the will of Merle, a prey for him to hunt and tease. He claimed I was his favorite prisoner because I didn't fight against him, that I let him speak to me in any way he wanted to. I knew that I had no power against him at the time, locked against a chair, stripped almost down to the bone, freezing and hungy and completely at his mercy.
But now? I was no ones pet to play with.
"It should probably be up to Y/n." Hershel motions to me as my heart stops in my chest, the whole group glancing over at me, confused as to why it had anything to do with me. Why would my opinion be the ultimate decision if Merle stayed or left?
But as the minutes pass, the people around me begin to remember my recounts of my trauma that I went through while Maggie, Glenn and I were gone. They all knew but the most important person in the room was not aware of the full truth.
"Not this shit again." Merle mutters, watching me with eager eyes as I sit up straighter, catching Daryl's lost gaze from across the room. I gulp as he folds his arms over his chest before pushing off the wall, making his way over to the table where we all sit.
"Why's it up to her?" Daryl asks simply, the group eerily silent as Glenn rubs Maggie's back, the two of them understanding all too well as to why. It seems that Daryl's the only one not in the know.
"Well I ain't gonna tell him." Merle huffs, rubbing a hand over the top of his head as I look over to Maggie, her eyes sad and frustrated as she reaches over, taking my hand as Daryl huffs, waiting impatiently for someone to speak up.
"Daryl." Glenn's voice makes the whole group stop, his eyes locked on Daryl from across the table as he shifts uncomfortably. Without saying a word, realization passes across Daryl's face, his expression filling with a sense of vulnerability and anger as he turns to his brother.
"You told me you had nothin' to do with that." In a split second, Daryl has Merle on the floor by his collar, Merle grunting loudly as his head hits the concrete floor of the prison. My fists clench in my lap at the sight, knowing that Daryl knew what happened to me while under the care of Governor but no one had ever told him who was actually responsible for all of the trauma I went through.
Daryl's eyes flicker up to meet mine as he shoves Merle away from him, immediately standing as he nods in my direction. "Outside. Now." I avoid the glances of my friends, especially Maggie's, as I follow Daryl's footsteps all the way out into the courtyard, his back tense as he tosses his bow to the ground, his hands firmly on his hips as he glares back at me.
"Rick was the one who told me not to tell yo-"
"Shut your shit, alright?" He snaps, brows tightly pulled together as he stutters, switching his weight back and forth as the pieces settle into place in his brain. "It was him?" The air seems to leave my lungs at the question, it being the only question I've dreaded for months. I knew that either Merle would die and it would never get brought up again, or somehow it would come out and I would need to explain why everyone lied to him- why I lied to him.
"You just got your brother back, Daryl. I didn't want you to feel like you had to choose." I explain, leaning against the fence as he scoffs, quickly approaching me as his hands move to rest on the fence on either side of my head.
"You don't get to choose that shit for me." He mutters, hair falling in his face as my shoulders drop, guilt and embarrassment filling me as he sighs. "Merle- shit- he's blood, yeah but..." He trails off, lips parted as he thinks for a few moments, my heart pounding violently against my chest. "Blood don't always mean you a family." I don't fight the smile that fights its way to my lips as he sighs, his fingers messing with the chainlink beside me. He looks bashful- boyish almost- as he clears his throat. "He was the one who did all that shit to you?" I don't bother lying, my head bobbing simply as he takes a slow, calculated, deep breath in before pushing off of the fence. "You gonna stay out here or come witness the can'a whoop-ass I'm about to unleash on that dick?" He asks, my quiet laughter making his tough exterior crack, his hand reaching out to firmly grasp mine as he tugs me towards the door.
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nonnysleep · 26 days
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he was hungy :0
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kofi maybe?
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