#q: away with the sirens

[jams-sims]

Because its so late, I think I can say this. As much as I fucking hate purgatory. As a DM to a story I think its the most natural out for characters and Muns. Oh! my character can have either lived or died on the purg island? Do I feel like coming back? If the answer no. Easy out, no over the top feeling, no need to do a final stream if I dont want to. Just a stark sad tragic exit that leaves it mark. Because no one expected people to die on this silly fucking island. But deaths, mark very important and poignant moments. The island is curel and its consuming its islanders.

Max's death is one of sacrifice for his friends and the eggs. He was in a hole of loneliness, I think that loneliness took him as well. But I think qMax's death was a simple stepping stone while q!jaiden death will be a full on turn. See-

Jaiden death is probably the most fitting for her character because it is the most tragic. Q!Jaiden died when bobby died. She speant her days in a home just cluttered with his images and his likeness. She was being used by the Feds and I think deep down she knew that. Her connections were severed do to grief, her platonic husband while also spiraling found hope. He got married had a new kid and while he made sure people put some respect on her name when it came to Bobby. He had moved somewhere she could not get to him.

An in a way, I think that's all she truly needed. Her last connection, Roier was happy living his full life in a castle. An what did she have to go back to? A sunset in a house full of memories in a field of flowers surrounded by nothing. The week spent in purgatory felt like a century of suffering.

Something in her finally broke and maybe she didn't make it to the final part where everyone else was. Maybe she walked slowly, legs and feet numb. An she got to a clearing, the world is doused in chaos once again. An her ears are rinning with sirens. An all of it fades away as she stops, she stops limping along, she falls back into sitting on the cold earth.

She realizes their nothing waiting for her back on the island. What was the rush for? What was all the screaming and crying, the begging the longing. She's tired. She so tired of it all. All of it and what was it for? A new start that would never truly be hers.

She relax for the first time in a long time and the sunset looks beautiful. And she hopes that roier stays happy that all the eggs get to live happy and healthy lives.

She doesn't even hear the explosion. She closes her eyes. An when she opens them she in the air, weightless and flying. She has food she hasn't eaten in a long time. She tells Bobby not to worry, she happy now. Only to feel a swift kick to her shins. As Bobby takes her hand and she gets to tell him about all the thing she did after his passing.

She finally get to go back home.

#qsmp #jaiden animations #qsmp roier #fucking sobbing while writing this #qsmp jaiden #roier

[carlplsrailme]

can you do a carl grimes nsfw alphabet?🤭

𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭

Carl Grimes x Fem!Reader

everyone is 18+ <3

A = Aftercare (What They're Like After Sex)

Carl is so sweet. he'd get you water if needed, cuddle you, kiss you, clean you up, just everything ugh he is so adorable <3 he'd just wants to make you feel loved and safe after sex

B = Body Part (Their Body Of Theirs and Their Partner's that they like)

He likes his hands, seeing them pump in and out of your gushy cunt, and having his arms around you, keeping you safe, and making you cum basically.

He loves your eyes, as sappy as this man is he is in love with them, Siren or Doe he is obsessed. (especially when you're focused, like when you're killing walkers)

C = Cum (Anything to Do with Cum; because yum.)

I'd say his favorite place to cum is honestly on your tits (he is nasty nasty) it's hot when it dribbles on your nipples and makes him so fucking hard again

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty Self Explanatory, A Dirty Secret of Theirs)

remember back at the prison? with those flimsy curtains we tried to use as doors? yeah, he peeled them away when you were changing.

E = Experience (How Experience are They? Do They Know What They're Doing?)

he knew absolutely nothing at first. I mean..obviously, it's the apocalypse. but with trial and error, you guys found the perfect pace and perfect angles <3

F = Favorite Positions (This Goes Without Saying)

missionary. like I said he is sappy and loves to hold your hands above your head while he looks at your face when having sex with you

G = Goofy (Are They More Serious In The Moment? Are They Humorous? Etc.)

he is more serious, and emotional out of everything. when its just love making tho he can be more goofy

H = Hair (How Well Groomed Are They? Does The Carpet Match The Drapes? Etc.)

it's not on his mind to shave his pubic hair, I mean why would it? there are a million other things more important than that. but, he does grab scissors and to a trim every so often (don't worry, he's very skilled with his hands)

I = Intimacy (How Are They During the Moment? The Romantic Aspect)

bros a fucking rom-com. he is so sweet and so loving, buuuut when he's stressed it could get a little more freaky, he is just a switch with those things

J = Jack Off (Masturbation Headcanon)

he doesn't jack off so much anymore now that he's with you, but he probably jerked off in the shower thinking about you as his daily routine before he got with you.

K = Kink (One or More of Their Kinks)

your innocent eyes looking up at him when his cock is down your throat (told you he had a thing for your eyes)

loooooves it when you're vocal, he wants to hear just how good he's fucking you

L = Location (Favorite Places to Do the Deed)

shower for sure. gotta live out those fantasies he had when he was fucking his fist now he has the real deal. but on a serious note, it's easier for you to be louder and it's easier to clean up.

M = Motivation (What Gets them Turn on, What Gets Them Going)

everything! he is a teenage boy, after all, bro is 18 and has a girlfriend what do you expect? but the top of his list is when your cleavage pops out, makes him wanna take you right then and there

N = No (Something They Wouldn't do, Turn Offs)

hurting you, or just making you feel bad is not something he'd like

O = Oral (Preferences in Giving and Receiving, Skill, Etc.)

I think as much as he likes receiving, giving you pleasure is so much more rewarding. ( he could be stuck in between your thighs allll day)

P = Pace (Are They Fast and Rough? Slow and Sensual? Etc.)

slow and sensual...unless he's had a rough day....then buckle up.

Q = Quickies (Their Opinion on Quickie, How Often, Etc.)

i think he likes them. the shower for example -easy cleanup and easy wake-up or wind down-

R = Risk (Are They Game to Experiment? Do They Like Taking Risks? Etc.)

if risks mean fucking you in "oh fuck are we gonna get caught?" places, then yes. (such as the kitchen, it's happened so many times, thank goodness you guys haven't gotten caught yet)

S = Stamina (How Many Rounds Can They Go For? How Long Do They Last?)

he can go on forever, 4 rounds if you can keep up, but 2-3 if you're tired.

T = Toys (Do They Own Any Toys? Do They Use Them? On A Partner or Themselves?)

where is he supposed to find toys!?!? but if he finds an unopened, new, clean vibe then I think he'd store it in his bag to ask you about it for later.

U = Unfair (How Much Do They Like To Tease?)

a good amount I think. he likes to tease you in the walls of Alexandria, just cuz for shits and giggles and seeing that pouty look he can kiss off, but outside the walls, he doesn't bother you too much. -doesn't wanna distract you-

V = Volume (How Loud They Are, What Sounds They Make. Etc.)

in bed, low grunt and praises in your ear. in the shower, full-on groaning and moaning as he pounds into you.

W = Wild Card (A Random Headcanon For The Character)

he once fingered you in the living room while someone was in the kitchen across from it, he'd had a blanket over your both, your head was limp on his shoulders as you let out little whimpers in his ear but to anyone else, it looked like you were having trouble waking up. the fear and excitement of getting caught rushing through your veins (tho he'd die if someone found out) was so thrilling as his fingers fucked into your pussy, and when you came he was daring enough to slip his fingers in his mouth to lap on your cream, then rick walked by and he turned his palm so it looked like he was yawning. he still looks back to that as the craziest thing you've guys done.

X = X-ray (Let's See What's Going Under Those Clothes)

6.2 inches. and he has a raging cock. veins all over with a deep red tip that oozes with pre-cum. it looks so fucking sore and all you wanna do is relieve that uncomfortable ache in his cock :(.. he has a nice pair of balls, they're heavy with the need to pump you full of babies and he loves it when you take one into your mouth <3

Y = Yearning (How High Is There Sex Drive?)

pretty high. he can get his fill with one quick rough fuck for a day or two but if it's like a week then you start to notice he can get a little snappy with people and more irritable so once you start to notice that you make sure to give a good sucking that night that has him whimpering and whining <3

Z = Zzz (How Quickly They Fall Asleep Afterwards)

after making sure you're safe and okay, he kinda watches you for a while then knocks out not too long after...making sure to kiss your lips or your nose if you are asleep and mumble 'love you' before drifting off himself <3

an: omggg i loved writing this sm <3 I had kinda a weird day today and writing this made me feel so much better. lmao my writing kinda seems off to me but I just think it's because I'm writing like narration pov in this post, anyway, i hope you guys enjoyed it!! mwah! <3

#twd carl grimes #carl grimes #carl grimes x reader #the walking dead #twd #carl grimes imagine #the walking dead fanfiction #carl grimes fanfic #carl grimes fanfiction #thewalkingdead imagines #carl grimes headcannon #carl grimes smut #thewalkingdead oneshots #thewalkingdead #carl grimes imagines #carl grimes x y/n #carl grimes x you #carl grimes x fem reader #the walking dead imagine #the walking dead imagines #the walking dead fandom #the walking dead x you #the walking dead au #carl grimes angst #carl grimes fluff #twd rp #twd smut #twd carl #twd fanfiction #twd fluff

[onmyyan]

A/N: Lil something sweet for ya Happy Valentine's!! Yandere Gotham Sirens X reader

TW'S: YANDERE, DRUGGING

Coming home to a cold, nearly empty apartment on Valentine's day was the last thing you wanted to do, but alas, your previous plans of getting baked and watching all five Twilight movies had to be postponed as sweet, kindhearted you agreed to cover your married coworkers shift so she could spend the love filled day with her wife.

Eight grueling hours later, here you were, shuffling in your house with a well earned yawn, when your eyes registered the hue of pink coming from the heart shaped lights on the wall, lights that you definitely didn't leave there earlier, all at once any tiredness you had left your body.

You definitely needed new locks. This was the first thought you had after taking in your fully decorated apartment.

Pink, red, and black streamers were pinned to your walls, a giant teddy bear with X's for eyes sat dead center on your couch besides him was your typical heart shaped box of chocolates but the front of the package had been doodled on, stick figures of a woman with pigtails and what looked like you littered the front, each in an adorable display of affection.

In the bear's fuzzy arms sat a red and black card tucked snug, when you picked it up a rainfall of gold glitter hit the floor, but before you could read said card your Tabby cat Socks sauntered his way into the living room, he rubbed against your legs in his familiar greeting, it was only then you noticed the new diamond encrusted collar wrapped around his neck, the gems twinkling in the pink light and before you could question that, he lead you back towards your bedroom, where an entire collection of shimmering gems and jewelry were laid out like a feast, the no doubt expensive items seemed so out of place against your cheap sheets, each item was placed with a care you couldn't help but notice, the small note beside it simply read, ' A gem like yourself needs to be locked away so no one can steal you, as such, you should also only have the finest jewels kiss your skin, this is just a taste.'- S. K.

A red lipstick stain sealed the small message.

Mind still reeling, your socked feet rushed back into your small living room, it was here you took note of what appeared to be your last gift.

The Venus flytrap sitting idly in your windowsill looked beautiful in the warm light, when you approached the carnivorous plant, it seemed to brighten up, actually reaching out to curl against your hand, sort of like a cat. Planted in the soil beside it was a note written in cursive. 'A beautiful flora for you my little rosebud, when and if I am not around to protect you, our small friend here eats more than flies.'-P. I.

You gaped at the scene, it felt as if you were dreaming, you tried in vain to wrap your head around it all when finally, you remembered the card in your hand and haistly opened it, glitter be damned.

'Happy Valentine's day Honey! Did we surprise ya? I know we did, hope we didn't scare you baby, you just looked so sad earlier! :( not okay for my Darlin' to be upset on this capitalistic holiday we all know and love! I personally could not let that slide, so me and the girls did a little somethin' small to show ya how much we care! Selena said I shouldn't bother with a long note because by now the drugs will be kicking in, but don't worry a single hair on that pretty little head, Ivy's a pro, bet your brains gettin' all fuzzy huh? Gotta be careful touching suspicious letters left in your place babes! Best part is, when ya wake up, you'll be home, your real home, and we're never lettin' go. Xoxo- your soon to be favorite. -H. Q.

#yandere dc x reader #yandere dc imagine #yandere dc #yandere Gotham city sirens #yandere Harley Quinn #yandere Selena Kyle #yandere poison ivy #yandere Pamela Isley #Yandere x reader #various Yandere x reader #Yandere dc villains

[unchartedthelostlegacy]

"What's it like inside your head? Air raid sirens? You always look constipated, china."

Nadine was stretching her arm over her head, and gritted her teeth. Behind her, Chloe walked into the room, slipped by her, and flopped onto the bed.

"You're not funny."

"I can make fun of constipation," Chloe said with a laugh. "As a sufferer myself."

"Didn't need to know."

Nadine stepped over to the clock radio. It was on her bedside table, a dependable model she had used since...studying at a university in America?

It was some miracle it wasn't melted shrapnel by now.

"You don't...actually have air raid sirens going off in your head?" Chloe's voice was nervous.

Nadine clicked the power button. The energy of Ukhozi FM filled the silence.

Why exactly had she let this clown into her life again?

Chloe had to be reminded to help with weekly cleaning like she was a kid. She forgot to turn off water and lights sometimes. Nadine had exhaled through her teeth numerous times, remembering that people who grew up in different countries, countries where load shedding and saving resources wasn't as common, had different habits. And also didn't apparently clean the fucking bathroom ever.

But Chloe wasn't going to get away with the constant. mocking. commentary on her facial expressions. Nadine owned her face and she did what was natural to her with it. The angry black woman trope bullshit could go fuck itself.

"Why...don't you run over to the shops for bread for tomorrow, Frazer?"

Nadine finally sat, not looking behind her.

"Because you're mad at me," Chloe mumbled. "And you won't let me back in."

"You could just pick my locks and get back in. Don't be ridiculous."

"You're doing that deep breathing and jaw clenching thing, mate. I'm not stupid."

Yes you are were the words Nadine so badly wanted to say.

"Go on, the bakery's not far," she said instead, keeping her voice level.

Behind her, Chloe must have punched the mattress, or at least elbowed it, or maybe just thrown her back against it violently. She heard Chloe's sharp exhale of breath.

"I'll go in the morning. When it's actually fresh."

No she wouldn't. She'd forget.

Nadine took a deep breath (guilty as charged) and ran her fingertips under the openings of her socks. She always slept in socks. They went on right after she dried her feet after showering. Chloe had made some sort of stupid comment about that too.

"You...know you can talk to me about anything, right?" Chloe swallowed.

Nadine felt a hand against the small of her back.

"You could say 'you're annoying, Chloe, I need some quiet time by myself'. Instead of sending me off on some bollocks errand. Use your fucking words, mate."

"You wouldn't listen."

Nadine said it with a scoff. She pulled her legs, finally, into bed. She sat cross-legged and reached for the wireless earbuds in the drawer.

"I'm going to kill you in your sleep," Chloe whispered with venom.

"Ja? I'll kill you wide awake."

The hand on her back gripped into her T-shirt's fabric. "You really don't think I'm worth speaking to anymore, Nadine?"

"Nothing I say gets through that thick skull anyway," Nadine snapped, "Why bother?"

"Oh it's fucking--ON--"

Nadine felt the grapple around her neck. Oh no. Not both of Chloe's poorly defined arms. Scary. She slammed her elbow into where she knew Chloe's open armpit was and half-turned, flattening the woman into the sheets with her upper body.

"Don't go becoming a pro wrestler," she said into Chloe's red-angry cheek. "Horrible form, that."

"Did you--"

Chloe fell silent, and Nadine felt her ribs fill with a gasp. And then she, also, heard the telltale vibrating clatter of Chloe's phone.

The treasure hunter must have left it on the counter. Or on the bathroom sink. Or on top of the fucking fridge. Nobody left their phone in more baffling places than Chloe J. Frazer.

"Look at that, your boyfriend's calling," Nadine said, releasing her pressure-point grip. "Bet you never told him he looked angry."

Chloe slapped her across the face.

It was so quick. Nadine didn't know how Chloe had sat up that fast, or where the wind-up had come from, but clearly those arms were better defined than Nadine gave them credit for.

Because at least one of her ears was ringing and her cheek was Soviet nuclear submarine's core levels of hot.

As she blinked, holding the side of her face, Chloe's words on the phone in the kitchen blending together, Nadine took another deep breath.

She should have gone out for the bread herself. A walk did wonders when you were, yeah, okay, angry.

#chlodine #chloe frazer #nadine ross #uncharted #the lost legacy #uncharted: the lost legacy #fanfic #angst #established relationship #arguments

[tournament-of-the-twinks]

Characters included in bracket

The Onceler from the Lorax (11)

Noise from Roleslaying with Roman (10)

Link from The Legend of Zelda (8)

Ambrosius Goldenloin from Nimona (4)

Enjolras from Les Miserables (4)

Chip from Just Roll With It (4)

Osamu Dazai from Bungo Stray Dogs (4)

Vash the Stampede from Trigun Stampede (3)

Hong Lu from Limbus Company (3)

Silver the Hedgehog from Sonic (3)

Julian Bashir from Star Trek Deep Space 9 (3)

Homestar Runner from Homestar Runner (3)

Keefe Sencen from Keeper of the Lost Cities (3)

Marvin the Magnificent from Jacksepticeye (3)

Ballister from Nimona (2)

Howl from Howl’s Moving Castle (2)

Yuki Sohma from Fruits Basket (2)

Hunter from The Owl House (2)

Nico di Angelo from PJO (2)

Prompto Argentum from Final Fantasy XV (2)

Tamaki Suoh from Ouran High School Host Club (2)

Mercutio from Romeo and Juliet (2)

Hamlet from Hamlet (2)

Daniel from Camp Camp (2)

Lear from Pokemon (2)

Asmodeus from Obey Me Shall We Date (2)

Nathan from Misfits (2)

Scout from Team Fortress 2 (2)

Nagito Komaeda from Danganronpa (2)

Alfredo Linguini from Ratatouille (2)

Tomoe from Kamisama Kiss (2)

Jermey Heere from Be More Chill (2)

Shin Tsukimi from Your Turn to Die (2)

Rui Kamishiro from Project Sekai (2)

Luke Skywalker from Star Wars (2)

Nei Huaisang from mdzs (2)

Lester Papadopoulos from The Trials of Apollo (2)

Vince Noir from The Mighty Boosh (2)

Rick Pratt from The Young Ones (2)

Haruka Sakurai from Milgram (2)

Lilia Vanrouge from Twisted Wonderland (2)

Riddle Rosehearts from Twisted Wonderland (2)

Kuzco from The Emperor’s New Groove (2)

Ennon from Good Omens (2)

Eric “Bitty” Bittle from Check‚ Please! (2)

Mars from Project Nought (1)

Twink from Q-Force (1)

Mike from Roleslaying with Roman (1)

Icarus from Greek Mythology (1)

Kajiyama Fuuta from MILGRAM (1)

Damien from Dream Daddy (1)

Mills from Be my Villian (1)

Kyo Sohma from Fruits Basket (1)

Tobias from Faroff (1)

Venti from Genshin Impact (1)

Kyoya Ootori from Ouran High School Host Club (1)

Bo from She-Ra (1)

Zazie from Trigun Stampede (1)

Leviathan from Obey Me Shall We Date (1)

Demon Eric from Good Omens (1)

Hypnos from Hades (1)

Jenson Endo from The Prince of Southland (1)

Yule from Wild Beast Forest House (1)

Lyney from Genshin Impact (1)

Kyle from She Ra (1)

Sampo from Honkai Star Rail (1)

Tartaglia from Genshin Impact (1)

Oscar from Tea for Two (1)

Ezra from Tea for Two (1)

Shut from Pretty Cure (1)

Merlin from Fate Grand Order (1)

Felix Escellun from Last Legacy (1)

Asra from The Arcana (1)

Julian from The Arcana (1)

Florian from Tea for Two (1)

Marlon from Tea for Two (1)

Errol from Tea for Two (1)

Billy Kaplan from Young Avengers/Marvel comics (1)

Chuuya from Bungou Stray Dogs (1)

Belphegor from Obey Me Shall We Date (1)

Haku from Spirited Away (1)

Anasui from Jojo's Bizzare Adventure: Stone Ocean (1)

Mizuki from Kamisama Kiss (1)

Kurama from Kamisama Kiss (1)

Sigma from Bungo Stray Dogs (1)

Gowther from Seven Deadly Sins (1)

Yukito from Cardcaptor Sakura (1)

Ren Ichimoku from Hell Girl (1)

Ashitaka from Princess Mononoke (1)

Shuntaro Chishiya from Alice In Borderland (1)

Bailin from Bailin and Li Yun (1)

Li Yun from Bailin and Li Yun (1)

Kappa from Castle Swimmer (1)

Siren from Castle Swimmer (1)

Jack from Check, Please! (1)

Al Leon from Appare-Ranman! (1)

Dr. Facilier from The Princess and the Frog (1)

Shang Qinghua from The Scum Villian’s Self Saving System (1)

Lio from Promare (1)

James from Pokemon (1)

N from Pokemon (1)

Bruno from Encanto (1)

Diego the Squire from Nimona (1)

Finnian from Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler (1)

Satan from Obey Me Shall We Date (1)

Ingo from Pokemon (1)

Akito Sohma from Fruits Basket (1)

Hatori Sohma from Fruits Basket (1)

The Man with the Yellow Hat from Curious George (1)

Laurent de Vere from The Captive Prince (1)

Miles Maitland from Bright Young Things (1)

Lance Mcclain from Voltron Legendary Defender (1)

Lelouch from Code Geass (1)

Edgar Valden from Identity V (1)

Hercules (pre training) from Disney’s Hercules (1)

Shinji Ikari from Neon Genesis Evangelion (1)

Connor from Dear Evan Hansen (1)

Orpheus from Hadestown (1)

Charlie Price from Kinky Boots (1)

Wallace from Pokemon (1)

Keith Kogane from Voltron (1)

Double Trouble from She Ra (1)

Shigure Sohma from Fruits Basket (1)

Ayame Sohma from Fruits Basket (1)

Langa from Sk8 the Infinity (1)

Jaskier from The Witcher (1)

Fay D. Fluorite from Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles (1)

Karube from Alice in Borderland (1)

#tournament of the twinks

[sebstanaddict]

Love Song

Sebastian Stan x Female Reader Story

Chapter 24 - Back For Good

Summary : A romantic comedy story between Sebastian Stan and female reader where we witness their journey after they said I do.

The unthinkable seemed to have happened to Sebastian and reader is absolutely devastated. Will he survive or will he leave her for good?

Pairings : Sebastian Stan x Female!Reader

Chapters : 24/24

Chapter List >

Warning : angst, traffic accident, description of injuries, references to death, fluff

Word count : 10.3k

This is a sequel to my first Sebastian fic Always You. If you want to understand more about Sebastian's and reader's relationship, please read it first. But it's not necessary to understand this story. Check it out here.

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Whatever I said, whatever I did

I didn't mean it

I just want you back for good

(Want you back, want you back, want you back for good)

Whenever I'm wrong, just tell me the song

And I'll sing it

You'll be right and understood

(Want you back, want you back)

I want you back for good (want you back for good)

And we'll be together, this time is forever (forever, girl)

We'll be fighting and forever we will be

So complete in our love

We will never be uncovered again

I guess that now it's time she came back for good..

Back For Good - Take That

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Soho, Manhattan, New York - July 18th 2023 - 5 pm 

The sound of sirens broke through the hustle bustle sound of Manhattan traffic as an ambulance weaved its way through the crowded Manhattan street, trying to get to a scene of an accident about a mile away. 

A man was lying on the ground on the side of the street, unconscious. A gash on his right eyebrow, bruises all over his arms and his left leg laid on a weird angle. A woman had her face and right hand on top of his chest while her other hand held a baby. She was sobbing and shaking his body in an effort to wake him up.

"Seb.. wake up.. please.. Seb, don't go! Please!" Her agonizing cries broke the hearts of everyone around them.

The scene of the accident had attracted people around them. Some genuinely wanted to help while most were just curious. But the fact that the victim was a celebrity turned the scene of the accident into something like a movie premiere. People whipped out their cellphones and took pictures and videos of them. Some, mostly girls, cried their hearts out as they saw who the victim was. 

"It's Sebastian Stan.." 

"Sebastian Stan? The Winter Soldier? Oh no!"

"It's.. Sebastian everyone…Sebastian Stan.." 

Among the chaos a man knelt by the woman's side and held her shoulder. She lifted her head up and turned to him with tears streaming down her face.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. Do you mind if I help check his condition?" The man who was apparently the one who had hit on Sebastian asked.

"Please go ahead." She sniffled.

The man nodded and placed his fingers on the base of Sebastian's neck.

"I can feel a pulse." He said then he placed his ear above Sebastian's nose. "He's still breathing."

An immense relief washed over Y/n as she heard the man. Sebastian was still alive! 

"The ambulance is on its way. I already called them. Please don't worry and stay calm." The man said, giving her an encouraging smile.

"Th.. thank you." She said.

A woman with long blonde hair broke among the crowd and knelt next to her.

"Y/n.. I'm sorry. Nothing was going on between us, I swear!" Stephanie said, placing her hand on her shoulder gently. But she shrugged her off, forcing her to drop her hand.

"Just.. just go Stephanie. I.. I can't deal with you right now." She turned her head away from Stephanie and placed her palm on Sebastian's cheek, caressing it gently.

Stephanie nodded and stood up then stood several feet away.

Just then two policemen came. They asked her several questions and she answered them to the best of her ability. The ambulance showed up just as they were finished asking her questions.

"Excuse me, ma'am." A first responder came and knelt next to her. He checked Sebastian's condition and asked her several questions. 

Not long after that more first responders came and she watched as Sebastian was carefully lifted onto a gurney and then brought into the back of the ambulance.

"Can I come? Please?!" She begged just before the door of the ambulance was closed.

"We're really sorry ma'am. But since you're with a baby it would be more comfortable for you and your baby to use a different vehicle. Don't worry, he's in good hands." The first responder smiled.

She didn't have a choice but to obey. As soon as the door of the ambulance was closed she ran back towards the taxi she hired with people still taking videos and pictures of her, but she didn't care about them. She just nodded when one of them wished Sebastian a speedy recovery.  

The taxi driver was thankfully waiting for her. So she went inside the taxi with her heart beating so fast in her chest, praying to God all the way to the hospital to save her husband's life.

The taxi took her to Mount Sinai Beth Israel hospital located about a mile away. As soon as she arrived at the hospital she ran inside and went to the ER. She managed to catch a glimpse of him being pushed into the ER. She wanted to go in too but the nurses wouldn't let her. So she was forced to stay in the waiting room.

She sat right across from the ER with Starlene on her lap who was oblivious to what was going on around her. But then Starlene started to snuggle on her chest, wanting to nurse. She realized she would need someone to help care for Starlene because she wanted to focus on Sebastian. So she called Sebastian's mother. She was shocked when she heard what happened and told her she would come immediately.

While waiting for his mother to come she made a bottle of baby formula for Starlene which she thankfully drank without protest. Then she waited.

Her mind and heart were still in turmoil as images of Sebastian's unconscious face haunted her. She stared at the door of the ER, her eyes going after each alphabet that spelled the words 'Emergency Room' in an effort to calm herself.

If only she had let him come inside the taxi, he wouldn't have been hit. If only she had stopped and allowed him to explain the situation, he wouldn't have gotten a broken leg. If only she had followed him back to New York a couple of days ago, he wouldn't.. Her mind stopped listing the 'if onlys' as she finally gave in to the fresh wave of sadness and tears started to stream down her face. 

I'm sorry, Seb, I'm sorry. She thought. Hoping that he could somehow telepathically hear her from behind the ER door.

"Y/n.." a gentle female voice greeted her. 

She sniffled and wiped the tears from her eyes only to find Stephanie standing in front of her, looking down at her in concern.

"Mind if I sit?" She asked slowly.

She felt an immense hatred towards her and wanted to just shout at her, blaming her for everything that had happened and ask her to leave her alone. But, as angry as she was, she was not that kind of person. She just nodded in response, gritting her teeth.

"I.. I'm really really sorry for what happened." Stephanie said after she sat next to her.

"Yeah. Thanks." She said, her face still looked towards the ER door, avoiding Stephanie's gaze.

"Would you please allow me to explain what happened?" She asked slowly.

She just nodded. 

Stephanie explained everything to her and she felt relieved that there really was nothing that went on between them. But she knew still needed to cross check with Sebastian to make sure what Stephanie was telling her was true. She didn't trust Stephanie. 

"I'm.. I'm sorry again Y/n for what happened." Stephanie said at the end of her story.

She took a deep breath and let it go then finally turned to look at her. Stephanie looked back at her, apprehension in her eyes.

"It's.. it's okay, Stephanie. This was all just a giant misunderstanding. I forgive you." She said.

"Thank you. That.. that means a lot. Sebastian was right for choosing you. You both deserve each other." She smiled.

"Th.. thanks." She said, a little surprised at her comment.

"Take good care of him. He deserves the world." Stephanie continued.

"I will." She said, her voice shook a little.

A handsome man in his fifties suddenly appeared next to them. She recognized him as Jake, Sebastian's therapist. So, Stephanie's story must have been true. She thought.

"Y/n.. I heard what happened to Sebastian. I'm so sorry." Jake said as he sat on her side and gave her a hug.

"Thanks, Jake." She said, releasing herself from him.

"How is he?" Jake asked.

"I don't know. He's still in the ER. It seems he has a broken leg." She explained.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I hope he'll get better soon." Jake said.

"Thank you. I hope so too." She replied.

Jake and Stephanie ended up accompanying her until Sebastian's mother came an hour later. She looked so tough and brave for someone whose son just got hit by a car. Then she realized she must have tried very hard not to break down so she could help her take care of Starlene. She admired her strength. She felt like she was on the verge of breaking down again. But she tried hard not to, for everybody's sake.

Jake and Stephanie went home not long after his mother came, leaving her with his mother and Starlene. She was explaining what happened to his mother when the door to the ER was opened and a doctor came out. The doctor approached her and she stood up immediately.

"Mrs.Stan?" The doctor who was a female doctor greeted her.

"Yes, that's me. How is he?" She asked, her heart rate increased as she waited for whatever news the doctor was going to give her.

"Your husband has a closed fractured left fibula and tibia, basically he broke both of the bones in his left leg. He also has a fissure on his right radius, the bone of his right lower arm. There's also a gash on his right eyebrow and he seems to have suffered from mild concussion." The doctor explained.

"Mild concussion? Oh no! He already had two concussions in the past two months." She said in concern.

"Well, that could be a problem. In that case we will monitor him more closely. For now I need your permission to get him into surgery to fix his leg. We need to put a metal rod and screws on the broken bones so that they can heal correctly. That's our top priority right now." The doctor said.

"Okay. You have my permission, doctor." She nodded.

"Very well. We would really appreciate it if you could go to the reception area to deal with the administration while we prepare him for surgery." The doctor continued.

"Oh yes, of course. But, is it possible for me to see him right now?" She asked.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. We can't let you see him until after the surgery." The doctor said in regret.

"Oh, okay." She said, her face fell. "But he's going to be okay, right?"

"We'll try our best to help him ma'am. But we need some more time to assess the effects of the concussion. We did a scan of his brain and didn't find anything of concern. No bleeding or swelling or any signs of other trauma. But it's best that we have a look at his general constitution after the surgery." The doctor replied.

She didn't know how else to respond to the concerning information so she just nodded. Her knees felt weak and the doctor finally left just when her knees almost gave way. She slumped on the chair, feeling weak all over as she digested the information of his injuries.

She felt she was spiraling down into the abyss as her heart went on turmoil. Suddenly she felt a warm hand touching her shoulder.

"Y/n.. dear.. it's all going to be alright. He's a fighter. He'll get through this." Sebastian's mother's gentle voice soothed her.

She turned to look at her and couldn't help but shed a tear.

"I.. I'm sorry Mrs.Frank. This is all my fault." She said, her lower lip trembled as tears started to fall from her eyes.

"Oh my dear, it's not your fault. It's nobody's fault. This is fate. We just have to accept it. No need to blame anyone." She said as she continued to rub her arms gently.

All the emotions she felt ever since the accident happened that she had tried to bottle up inside finally came to the surface and she cried hard, prompting Starlene to start crying too. 

"Oh dear, dear. It's okay. He's going to be okay. Everything is going to be okay." His mother continued to soothe her while rocking Starlene gently in her arms.

Eventually her cries and Starlene's cries subsided. She realized she couldn't be like this for too long. She needed to be strong. For Starlene, his mother, the unborn child in her womb and for her own sake. So she took a deep breath and after making sure her face was free from all the tears from her cries, she went to the reception area to take care of the administrative things. Leaving his mother and Starlene to wait in front of the ER. 

She came back just in time as Sebastian was wheeled out. The bottom half of his body was covered with a blanket so she didn't know the condition of his leg. He was still unconscious but the gash on his eyebrow seemed to have been stitched. The doctor explained that he had woken up earlier complaining of being in pain. Which was not a surprise given the severity of his injuries. They gave him pain medication and sedatives and that was what was causing him to be unconscious.

She was only given a moment to hold his hand before he was wheeled away from her towards the operating room. They followed him towards the operating room but of course were not allowed in. She whispered a last “I love you” to him before they wheeled him through the door and he was out of their sight. With a deep sigh she turned around and looked for a place where she would be able to wait until the surgery was done. She found several benches in front of the operating room where they could sit and wait, so they sat there.

The doctor said the surgery could take up to two hours. There was nothing else to do but wait. Starlene had started to become cranky so his mother offered to take her to the room Sebastian was going to stay in after the surgery and try to get her to sleep. It was around 8 at night anyway when it was time for her to sleep. She chose to wait in front of the operating room in case anything should happen.

The next two hours felt like the longest hours of her life. Multiple times she imagined the doctor coming out of the operating room bringing some kind of bad news. A complication, his condition worsening and of course the worst possibility of all, that he didn't survive the surgery. She knew she was being stupid. Surgery for a broken leg wasn't supposed to be life threatening. But she figured she might as well get herself ready for the worst. Although, come to think of it, she didn't think she could really handle losing him for good.

No matter how angry she was at him, and no matter how hard it was for her to accept that his life wasn't like the lives of other normal people being the A list Hollywood star that he was, he was still first and foremost, the love of her life. He was still the same Sebastian she fell in love with twenty two years ago. He was still her husband and the father of her children. There was no way that she could ever be separated from him. Divorce was out of the question. Whatever happens in the future she just wanted to be with him. 

She regretted being so angry at him and wished she could have turned back time to the time when she heard about the writer's strike and could keep her cool. She realized how much Sebastian loved her despite the fact that he didn't prioritize her and Starlene. It wasn't like he didn't try. But going down the rabbit hole of regretting what happened wasn't going to help. Her mind slowly accepted the situation at hand and she started to think about what she would do after the surgery.

As soon as he woke up from surgery she needed to apologize to him immediately. Then of course she would need to break the news to him about the new baby coming into their lives. She was still wearing the T-shirt she bought, and she had the framed pregnancy tests in her handbag. She could just show him and he would understand.

Thoughts of seeing his bright smile after he found out that they were going to have a baby again kept her sane throughout the rest of the wait. She decided to contact his friends, his manager, her father and stepmother as well as Shannon. Asking for their prayers for him.

His father and stepmother promised to come visit them as soon as possible. They promised to try and book a ticket for New York that night. Some of his friends who lived in New York promised to come visit as soon as they could. Edward told her he would come in a few hours, Chad too. Emma, his manager, was in LA but promised to come as soon as she could. Shannon sent her love and prayers and promised to come as soon as she could.

After she finished contacting them all, she leaned back on the chair and sighed. Her hand caressed her lower stomach, remembering a new little bean that was growing in her belly.

"Little bean, I can't wait for your father to know of your existence. He's going to be really ecstatic." She smiled.

---

In order to pass the time and calm her down more, she decided to do some meditation. She had been doing it for about thirty minutes when the sound of doors opening startled her. She opened her eyes and saw a doctor and a nurse came out from the operating room. 

"Mrs.Stan?" The doctor approached her.

"Yes." She immediately stood up with her heart pounding hard in her chest.

"The surgery has been successful. We were able to reposition the bones in his leg and fix them with metal rods and screws. They are aligned perfectly in the post surgery x-rays. There was no complication, but it wasn’t easy. When both bones are broken within the same limb it feels like balancing chopsticks until the metal finally secures the position of the bones. But no worries, everything went smoothly. He is in the observation room and he will need to stay there for about an hour. When he's stable, we'll transfer him to his room." The doctor explained.

"Oh thank God. Thank you so much, doctor!" She said as she felt like a heaviness in her heart had been lifted.

"You're welcome Mrs.Stan." the doctor smiled.

"How long will it take for him to wake up?" She asked.

"Well, within the next five hours he will gradually wake up. But he will be drowsy and most likely delirious as the effects of the anesthesia slowly dissipate. Don't be surprised if he says weird things. It's normal for people who just had general anesthesia. He will spend most of his time sleeping. Expect him to wake up fully and have a clear mind after twenty four hours."

"Oh, I see. Anything else I need to know, doctor?" She asked.

"Well, we have put a cast on his left leg as well as his right lower arm. They need to stay until his bones are fully healed. The arm will be healed within a few weeks, as it was only a small fissure. We can change him from a cast to a wrist brace as soon as possible, so he can use crutches. That will give him a lot of freedom back. In the meantime he will need a wheelchair. He will need a lot of assistance managing daily activities for the next months." The doctor replied.

"I see. What about the concussion, doctor?" She asked.

"Mild concussions will usually heal on their own. But we'll keep monitoring him closely given his history of experiencing mild concussion twice in the past two months. We will be able to make a more proper assessment on the condition of his brain after he recovers from this surgery."

"Very well, doctor. Can I see him now?" She asked.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but you're not allowed to be in the observation room. Please kindly wait until he's been transferred to his room to see him."

"Oh alright." She nodded. She was disappointed about it but she didn't have a choice.

"Well, if you don't have any more questions, would you please excuse me." The doctor said.

"Of course, doctor. Thank you so much." She said.

"You're welcome, Mrs.Stan." the doctor smiled then left.

He was okay, he survived! She thought in relief. Well, aside from the broken leg and arm, he was generally okay. There would be some rough weeks ahead as he went through the recovery process, but right now the only thing that mattered was that he was alive and would make a full recovery. She decided to go to his room to tell his mother the good news and check on Starlene.

An hour after the surgery was over Sebastian was finally brought out of the observation room and transferred to his room where his family was waiting.

Starlene was asleep on a sofa with Sebastian's mother sitting next to her, guarding her while Y/n was sitting on a chair near them when the door was opened and Sebastian was wheeled in.

She turned her head around to look anxiously for him. Relief and concern washed over her when she saw his sleeping form on the hospital bed. The nurse that wheeled him in smiled at her, but her eyes were fixed only on him.

His skin was paler than usual, the gash on his eyebrow had been cleaned and stitched. She could see a small see-through plaster covering it. His left leg was outside of the blanket, propped up on something like a big pillow to help reduce the swelling. The white cast that was covering it from right above the knee all the way down to his toes was very present, making his leg appear double the size as usual. She knew he was alright, but it looked scary nevertheless. His right arm was outside of the blanket as well and she could see a cast covering his arm from elbow down to his hand. Thankfully his fingers were free so he was able to at least grab some stuff with the hand. He was right-handed and would need the arm back as soon as possible. They had placed it on top of his stomach in a recovery position. All in all he looked battered and bruised, but he was alive, that was the most important thing.

The nurse settled his bed in the middle of the room and explained everything that she needed to know. She showed her the panic button as well as reminding her to not be surprised if he was drowsy and confused. She also told her that they could call her or a doctor at any time in case he was suffering from pain.

Once the nurse had left the room she took a seat next to the bed and held his left hand while his mother held his other hand. She rubbed circles with her thumb around his hand as she gazed at his face. She was glad that he was generally okay. She made a promise to herself that from that day on, no matter what obstacle they face, she would stay by his side and try her hardest to work through it. As long as they still loved each other, she would be with him through everything.

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Mount Sinai Beth Israel Hospital - July 18th 2023 - 11 pm

Sebastian saw flashes of images in his mind, but they were blurry. He knew he was looking at people but he couldn't make out their faces. He heard voices, a cry, a laugh, someone shouting, someone singing. Then something huge and red stood in front of him. Gradually the image became clearer and he saw a large round head with two big bulging eyes, a large orange nose and a big mouth turned up into a smile. Elmo.. he realized he was looking at Elmo. He looked down on his body and saw himself covered in red fur. He realized he was looking at the mirror. He looked back to the mirror and blinked. 

When he opened his eyes again he found himself lying on a bed. He felt weird, like flying, as if gravity was different. He didn't feel anything else.

He looked around and saw a woman, sitting next to him, her eyes looking at him full of love and concern. Who was she? He pondered. Most importantly, who was he? Was he.. Elmo? 

"Seb.. hi.. how are you feeling?" The woman greeted him.

Seb? Who was that? It couldn't be him. He was Elmo. He saw himself in the mirror.

"My name is Elmo." He said slowly, his voice hoarse.

The woman's jaw dropped and her eyes widened as she heard what he just said. Then she smiled and chuckled.

"Okay, Elmo. How are you feeling?" She asked as she reached out and touched his hand. 

Her hand was warm and soft on his. He liked the feeling of it. And she was so beautiful too. He felt himself blushing. Was she.. was she Abby? He pondered. Abby was his girlfriend. But.. Abby was pink. This woman was not.

"Are you Abby?" He asked and the woman let out a laugh again. Her laughter was beautiful. He never heard someone laughed with a beautiful melody like her.

"Yes, I'm Abby." She finally said after her laughter subsided.

"So, Elmo. How are you feeling?" She continued to ask while still holding his hand.

"Like flying. And.. I like your hand." He said.

"What?!" The woman exclaimed out loud and laughed again.

"Why? Why do you like my hand?" She asked as she gazed at him with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Because.. because it's warm. And smooth. And soft. I just like it. And.. I like you, Abby." He said as he felt warmth crawling from his neck up to his cheek.

"Aaawww.. I like you too, Elmo." Abby smiled.

As much as he wanted to keep talking to Abby, he felt sleepy and his eyes were heavy. He couldn't hold it anymore so he finally closed his eyes and drifted off to the land of dreams.

---

Mount Sinai Beth Israel Hospital - July 19th 2023 - 1 am

Fight, fight, fight. He needed to fight his way out of the mafia's headquarters. They were surrounded by mafioso, him and Nat, the love of his life. But they were both trained assassins so it shouldn't be hard for them to beat all those mafia thugs. But he underestimated their power and he found himself lying down on the ground after being attacked by the thugs. His leg hurt, his arm hurt and his head hurt. He looked up to see the love of his life looking down at him in concern.

"Bucky.. stay with me.. please." She begged. But as much as he tried, he couldn't fight the upcoming wave of darkness and he closed his eyes.

When he opened them again he found himself lying on a hospital bed. He looked around and found Nat, the love of his life, sitting on a chair next to him, smiling at him. Her palm was on his cheek. So they must have succeeded in getting out of the mafia headquarters.

"Hi.. how are you feeling?" Nat asked.

"I just feel a little pain on my left leg." He replied. He looked down and saw the cast that had covered his leg. D***n! Somehow those mafia had succeeded in breaking his leg.

"Oh, okay. I'll let the doctor know. The pain killer's effects are probably starting to wane." She said.

"No, it's okay. Stay with me, Nat. I miss you." He said. Nat's jaw dropped as she heard him.

"Nat?" She asked in confusion.

"Yes, Natasha Romanoff. The love of my life." He smiled.

Nat laughed as realization seemed to hit her.

"Well.. if I'm Nat, who are you?" She asked.

"Nat, what are you talking about?" He asked in confusion.

"Tell me, what is your name?" Nat asked teasingly.

"I'm.. I'm James Buchanan Barnes." He said and she laughed out loud, confusing him even more. But then her face turned into concern and her mind seemed to be thinking about something seriously.

She reached out and pressed a button next to the bed. A moment later a nurse came into the room. Nat stood up and pulled the nurse away from him. She stopped near the door of the room and turned her back on him as she started to talk with the nurse. He could see her nodding as she listened to the nurse. After a while the nurse left and she went back to sit next to him.

"Anything wrong?" He asked.

"Oh nothing. I was asking why you could already feel pain again and they said they will give you a bit more pain killer to deal with the pain." She explained.

"Hmm..okay." He yawned all of a sudden. "I'm sleepy."

"Go back to sleep, Bucky. I'll be here waiting. Don't worry." Nat said and she smiled at him as she patted his hand gently.

"Okay." He replied and he finally closed his eyes, drifting off to the land of dreams again.

---

Mount Sinai Beth Israel Hospital - July 19th 2023 - 2 am

Everything was dark. There was no light. There was no sound. He seemed to be in a dark void. He tried to open his eyes but all he could see was darkness. He closed his eyes again and when he opened it, he found himself lying on a hospital bed. He looked around and found a woman, gazing at him curiously. She smiled at him and he felt his heart skip a beat.

Who was this woman? He pondered. She was the most beautiful woman he ever saw. She seemed familiar but he couldn't place her.

"Hi.. how are you feeling?" The woman asked. Her voice was so gentle, beautiful and melodic. He never heard someone with such a beautiful voice. He was sure he could spend hours just listening to this woman talk.

"Hi.. you're so beautiful." He said and the woman blushed.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to be so straightforward like that. I.. I'm not usually like this in front of strangers." He said and he could feel himself blush too.

"Hmm.. what is your name?" The woman asked, her eyebrows furrowed.

"I.. " he searched and searched for his name but he couldn't remember.

"I can't remember my name." He said, his face fell and the woman's face was too.

"What is yours?" He asked.

"I'm Y/n and your name is Sebastian." She replied.

"Oh, that's such a pretty name. I like it. Y/n that is.. not Sebastian." He said.

She laughed. "Yeah, thanks. I like Sebastian too. It's a good name."

"Thanks. So, what happened to me?" He asked.

"You were hit by a car." She replied.

"Ouch. That must have hurt a lot." 

"I'm sure it did." She said in amusement.

He looked down and found his left leg covered in a cast. He looked at his right lower arm and found it covered in a cast too. He sighed.

"I broke my leg and my arm? Great." He said.

"You did. The doctors had to perform surgery on your leg. They put a metal rod and screws on your bone so it could heal correctly." She explained.

"Ah okay. So I have metal inside me now?" 

"Yes, you do." She smiled and he felt butterflies flying around in his stomach.

What was happening to him? He didn't remember ever feeling this way towards anyone before. He studied her and took note of her hair. Her hair was long and flowing behind her back, he wondered what it would feel like to bury his face on her hair. Then he gazed at her beautiful eyes. Her eyes were so pretty, he felt like he could gaze at them forever. Her nose looked so cute and her lips? Pink and moist, making him think things he shouldn't think about a stranger. She was sitting rather close to him too that he could smell a sweet smell coming from her and it felt intoxicating to him.

He felt himself blushed again as his mind continued to think forbidden thoughts about her and he averted his eyes.

Suddenly he could feel a warm and soft hand touching his hand. He looked up and realized she was touching his hand.

"I miss you." She said, her eyes looked a little sad.

"Wait.. but.. why? I mean. We don't know each other, do we?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowed.

"We do actually. We're married." She smiled.

"Whaaaat?!" His jaw dropped in surprise and the woman laughed again.

"You're my wife?!" He exclaimed in surprise.

"Mmhmm.. " she nodded as she leaned closer to him, making his heart beat so fast in his chest.

She placed one hand on the side of his face and leaned even closer to him. She paused as she hovered above his face. He could feel her breath on his lips. He could see the love and longing in the depth of her eyes. His heart felt like it was going to explode as their lips went inch by inch closer to each other. He closed his eyes and her lips finally touched his. 

The sensation of her lips on his was like nothing he ever felt before. Their lips continued to meld into each other and it felt perfect. It was like her lips were made for him to kiss. Everything clicked and he knew that she was telling the truth. She was his wife! He felt like he was the luckiest man in the world!

She broke the kiss after a while but he pulled her back and they continued to kiss like there was no tomorrow. He felt like he could kiss her forever. Eventually he started to feel out of breath so he broke the kiss. 

She leaned her forehead on his and placed both of her hands on the sides of his face. It felt so perfect and natural for him. He didn't want it to end.

"I... I think I'm in love with you." He whispered and she chuckled.

"I think I'm in love with you too, Sebastian Stan." She smiled and gave him another peck on his lips, making his heart soar in his chest. Then she leaned back and sat on the chair next to bed but her hand stayed on his.

"So, if you're my wife how come I don't remember you?" He asked sadly.

"You're still having the side effects of the general anesthesia. You just had surgery about 5 hours ago. You should remember me soon." She smiled again and he felt the butterflies in his stomach again.

"Oh okay. Can you tell me more about myself? About my family?" He asked.

"Sure." She smiled. "So, your name is Sebastian Stan. And you're from Romania."

"Romania? Isn't that where vampires are from? I mean.. Transylvania is in Romania, right?" He asked and she laughed.

"Yeah, you're right." 

"Waaaiittt.. I'm not a vampire am I?" 

She laughed so loud until tears started to fall from her eyes. He didn't know what was so funny. It was a genuine question.

"Umm.. yes, you're a vampire. Your real name is Count Vladimir and you're disguising yourself as a normal human by the name of Sebastian Stan." She said after she finally stopped laughing.

"You're joking, right?" He said.

"Well. What do you think?" She asked with a twinkle in her eyes.

"I think you're joking." He said and she laughed again. 

He loved seeing her laugh and that was what he got for the next couple of minutes as she continued to tell him things about himself and his family. He deliberately said silly things in response to her answers just to hear her laugh again. 

Eventually he started to feel tired and sleepy. He yawned and stretched his left arm. He started to feel kind of stiff.

"You're tired aren't you, Iubirea mea?" She asked.

"Hmm.. Iubirea what?" He asked.

"Iubirea mea.. means my love in Romanian. It's something I came up with to call you when we first started dating." She smiled as she rubbed circles with her thumb on his hand.

"Oh.. that's so sweet. What do I call you usually?"

"Sweetheart.. or honey."

"Oh, that's great. I love that." He said but then he yawned again.

"Go back to sleep Iubirea mea, you need all the rest you can get. I'll be here when you wake up." She winked.

"Okay, sweetheart." He nodded, making her smile again. Then he closed his eyes with the beautiful face of his smiling wife etched behind his eyes.

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Mount Sinai Beth Israel Hospital - July 19th 2023 - 3 am

His heart dropped to his stomach as he saw her standing by the door with their baby in her arms. He immediately released his hug to the woman in front of him and shouted. "Y/n!"

Tears streamed down her face as she continued to look at him. Then she turned around and quickly left him, just as quick as she had arrived.

Suddenly he found himself running on a street chasing a taxi which was moving fast in front of him.

"Y/n! Please, stop!" He shouted but the taxi kept on going. No! He couldn't lose her! He needed to get to her and explain everything!

One moment he was running and the next he felt a great pain on his left leg, then he felt his body bumped onto something hard and he was thrown to the ground. Everything went black.

He opened his eyes and found himself lying on a bed. He looked around and saw an IV pole next to the bed with the IV connected to his left arm. Then he saw a cast on his left leg and a cast on his right lower arm. Great! He had broken both, his leg and his arm.

Then he suddenly remembered the dream he just had. He remembered that he was chasing his wife and it was very important for him to reach her and explain everything to her. She thought he was cheating on him while that wasn't the truth at all! His heartbeat increased, panic rose in his chest when he realized that he needed to get out of here. He needed to find Y/n and explain everything to her.

He tried to sit up but couldn't as he felt a wave of pain shot through his body. He felt a burning sensation and throbbing mostly from his left leg. A frustrated grunt left his mouth when he tried once again to sit up and get out of the hospital bed. 

"Seb?" A gentle female voice called out. The owner appeared next to him and she reached out her hand to touch his, but he jerked his hand back. He didn't want his wife to be angry at him for holding hands with another woman.

The woman's face showed hurt for a second after he pulled his hand away, but it quickly turned into a loving look mixed with concern.

"How are you feeling?" She asked.

"I need to get out of here ma'am. Please help me get out of here." He begged.

"What?!" The woman looked utterly confused.

"Please! I need to get out and find my wife! I screwed up so so bad. I need to find her and tell her I didn't cheat on her. I need to tell her that I love her and that she's the only one for me! I.. I don't want to lose her! I don't know if I can live without her! Please, please help me find her!" He continued to beg.

The woman's eyes widened but then she smiled and if his eyes weren't playing tricks on him, it seemed her eyes had started to water.

"You want me to help you find your wife?" She asked and he nodded.

"What's her name? Do you remember?"

"Y/n.. her name is Y/n." He replied and tears started to fall from her eyes.

"I know this may sound weird to you but.. I'm Y/n.. And I'm your wife." She said slowly.

"Wh.. what?! That doesn't make any sense. I should remember my own wife." He protested. His eyes widened, full of shock and confusion.

"I know. I think this is the effect of the general anesthetic you were on." She replied. 

She continued to let him know about the surgery and the effects the general anesthetic had given him, how it might make him temporarily lose parts of his memory.

"So.. you're Y/n? My wife?" He asked slowly after she was done telling him the whole story.

"Yes, yes I am." She nodded.

"I.. I'm sorry, Y/n.. for everything." He said and he reached his hand out to hers.

"I.. I'm sorry too, Seb. I really am." She replied, squeezing his hand as tears started to fall from her eyes.

She let go of his hand then leaned closer to him and embraced him in her arms. Finally, he felt like everything was alright with the world.

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Mount Sinai Beth Israel Hospital - July 19th 2023 - 7 am

Sebastian opened his eyes slowly and squinted. The early morning sunshine had broken through the window on his right and the sunlight had fallen on his eyes. 

His whole body felt in pain, but especially his left leg and right lower arm. He tried to raise his right arm slowly to shield his eyes from the light but felt that it was heavy, painful and different. He looked down and saw a cast covering his right lower arm. Apparently he had broken his arm. Great! He thought in annoyance.

His gaze turned to the left and he saw the cast on his left leg. He sighed. He had broken his arm and his leg?! He was so lucky. He thought cynically.

He raised his left hand and was relieved to find that he could do it with no problem. It felt a little painful as he saw some bruises there, but it was still somewhat manageable. He slowly put his hand over his eyes and squinted.

There was someone lying down on a sofa right by the window. It wasn't clear to him who it was at first but then slowly he realized it was his wife! Y/n! She was there!

He studied her for a while as he often did. He loved watching her sleep. Whatever problems he was facing just watching her sleep made all the problems go away. And in that moment, staring at her made all the pain seemed to go away.

She looked so beautiful, peaceful and ethereal with the soft morning light showering her figure. She looked like an angel.

As he continued to stare at her, memories of what happened came to him little by little. He remembered chasing her after she caught him hugging Stephanie. He remembered the agonizing feeling in his chest as he watched the taxi she was in drove away from him. Then he remembered the pain he felt when he was hit by that car. The last thing he remembered was saying I love you to her. 

He felt immense relief to know that she came back for him. She still loved him. That was the most important thing.

He continued to look at her, drinking in her beautiful face. Suddenly she stirred and her eyes opened ever so slowly.

She blinked several times and her eyes caught his. She smiled at him as she noticed his gaze on her. Then she stood up and walked closer towards him while brushing her hair with her fingers.

God, she was so beautiful. He felt like the luckiest man on earth.

She stopped by the bed and reached out to touch his left hand.

"Good morning." She smiled.

"Good morning my love." He replied, smiling back at her. Her eyes widened as she heard him and she smiled even wider.

"Do you know who you are?" She asked slowly.

"Huh? Why are you asking me this, honey? Of course I know who I am." He protested.

"Well, I just have to make sure. Who are you? Do you remember your name?" She asked again.

"My name is Noah Calhoun and I'm in love with you, Allie." He teased.

She laughed out loud at his answer but then stopped.

"Are you being serious or?" She asked again.

"Oh honey, of course I'm joking." He said, confused on why it seemed she couldn't distinguish if he was joking.

"Okay, then tell me your real name." She insisted.

"Alright, fine." He realized that she was probably just checking on his condition considering what he had gone through.

"My name is Sebastian Stan. I was born on August 13th 1982 in Constanta, Romania. I'm married to Y/F/N Y/L/N Stan and I have a daughter whose name is Nasya Starlene Stan." He said. His answer brought a huge smile on her face and he couldn't help but smiled back.

Speaking of Starlene he looked around and wondered where she was.

"Honey, where's Starlene?" He asked.

"Oh, your mom took her back home last night after your surgery was over. They'll come visit again later today." She replied.

"Oh okay." He nodded, glad Starlene was okay and was even with his mother.

"By the way, welcome back, Iubirea mea. How are you feeling?" She asked as she placed one hand on his cheek and gazed at him with so much love in her eyes.

"Thank you, honey. My whole body hurts like I just got hit by a car." He grimaced and she laughed but then her expression turned into concern.

"Do you want me to get the doctor for you? Maybe we should ask them to give you more painkillers." She suggested.

"Yeah, maybe later, sweetheart. Right now I just want you to stay with me. I'm just so happy to see you here with me. I.. I thought I had lost you forever." He said, his voice shook a little.

"Oh, Seb.. I.. I'm sorry." She said as she dropped her hand and intertwined her fingers with his.

"Oh honey, I'm the one who should say I'm sorry. I.. I screwed up, I really did. I.. I should have tried harder in prioritizing you. You.. are.. my life.. my only love. I should try harder to show it to you." He picked her hand up closer to his lips and kissed it gently.

"Iubirea me.. I should apologize too. I.. umm.. have prepared a little something for you. I hope you'll listen to what I have to say." She said as she put both her hands on his and held it tight.

He nodded and she took a deep breath.

"Iubirea mea, my darling husband, I'm sorry for everything that I've said and done. I'm sorry if I was so angry at you and was being selfish. Please know that I appreciate everything that you have done for me, for Starlene and for my family. Even if I didn't show it. I know how much you love me but my stupid self was too blind and stubborn to see it. 

I guess, sometimes we need to be apart to understand just how much we truly love each other. 

My bounty is as boundless as the sea,

My love as deep; the more I give to thee,

The more I have, for both are infinite."

His eyes widened as he listened to her. She was quoting The Notebook and Shakespeare!

"Who was I to question a love that rode on shooting stars and roared like crashing waves? For that is what it was between us then and that is what it is today.

I love you for many things, especially your passions, for they have always been those things which are most beautiful in life.

Kindness, that's what I see when I look at you now, that's what everyone sees. Kindness. You are the most forgiving and peaceful man I know. God is with you, He must be, for you are the closest thing to an angel that I've ever met."

His heart melted as he heard her continue to quote The Notebook, and he felt like his chest was going to explode as he gazed at her eyes, which were full of love and adoration for him.

"Know that I love you, that I always will, and that no matter what happens, know I have led the greatest life possible. My life with you.

Our life together is not gonna be easy. It's going to be really hard; we're gonna have to work at this everyday, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, everyday. You and me...everyday."

Her voice shook a little and she blinked several times as she tried to hold back the tears that seemed to be coming. 

He squeezed her hand gently, encouraging her to continue.

"You are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me, Iubirea mea.

We're meant to be together. We always have been.

I'll never leave you. What we have is forever.

I love you deeply, my husband. You are, and always have been, my dream."

She finally said and with those last words that were once said by Allie to Noah, he reached out his hand behind her neck and pulled her closer to him and kissed her. He kissed her like he had never kissed anyone before. A kiss filled with so much love, passion and longing. A kiss with so much admiration and gratitude. 

"I love you too, my beautiful wife.. so so much." He broke their kiss and whispered. 

They rested their foreheads on one another as the soft morning light continued to shower on them and the sun became a witness to a true love that was reunited, a true love that had withstood so many challenges and came out stronger on the other side.

He would have been satisfied just staying in that position with her forever, but he couldn't withstand the pain he was feeling, especially around his left leg. His eyebrows furrowed in pain.

"Iubirea mea, are you hurt?" She asked in concern as she leaned back and placed her palm gently on his cheek.

"Oh yeah.. my left leg hurts like hell. I'm sorry that I ruined the moment." He frowned.

"Oh it's okay, Iubirea mea. I'm going to go and get the doctor, okay?" She said, dropping her hand from his cheek. He could only nod as he continued to feel throbbing pain on his leg.

He looked up to the ceiling and tried to focus on his breathing. He remembered the hypnotherapy exercise he did with Y/n for helping her deal with childbirth and he thought it could be useful for him as well.

It turned out that it was quite useful. By the time the doctor came he could already withstand the pain even if it wasn't gone completely. However, the doctor attached a bottle of painkillers to his IV to bring him some quick relief. Additionally the doctor gave him painkiller pills and told him that he could take one every four hours or if the pain became too much for him to handle. 

"Thank you, doctor." He said after the doctor told him about the painkillers.

"You're welcome, Mr.Stan." the doctor said.

"By the way, doctor, could you tell me how long my recovery will last?" He asked. He didn't know how long a broken bone takes to heal but he was hoping he would be healed by the time Thunderbolts started filming again, which Jake Schreier the director said could start as early as September.

"Well Mr.Stan, a broken bone typically needs six to eight weeks to heal. But as you have broken both bones in your leg and we needed to perform surgery on it, it will take more time. The metal rod inside will help stabilize everything, but it will still need around four to six months until you can fully use the leg again. We also need to get the metal rod out before you can head back into any physical exercises like jogging." The doctor explained.

"What?!" His jaw dropped in surprise.

Oh no, four months from now would be November. Looks like he was going to miss the start of the shooting for Thunderbolts. He was going to cause a significant delay in production! What if Marvel decided to kick him out and replace him with someone else? He couldn't live with himself if that was the case.

He closed his eyes in defeat and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his left index finger and thumb.

"I'm sorry Mr.Stan to be the bearer of bad news. But don't worry, your leg will make a full recovery and with a lot of physical therapy you will be able to use it like before." The doctor said, smiling at him.

"It's okay, doctor. Thank you for your answers." He opened his eyes and gave the doctor a pained smile.

"You're welcome Mr.Stan. Now I want to assess your condition in relation to the mild concussion you suffered. I'm going to ask you some questions." The doctor said.

"Okay." He nodded.

The doctor then continued to ask him a series of questions, questions familiar to him as he had suffered the same thing twice. After that the doctor grabbed a small flashing light and flashed it into each of Sebastian’s eyes, checking how his pupils reacted to the light. 

"Well Mr.Stan, at the moment I don't see you getting worse from the effects of the concussion." The doctor said after he was done asking him questions and checking his pupils.

"But just in case.. Mrs.Stan?" the doctor turned to Y/n.

"Yes, doctor?" She responded.

"In order to make sure the concussion doesn't develop into something more serious, I need your help in monitoring your husband. For the next three days, every two hours ask him basic questions. Let me know if you find him unable to answer them so we can make a more proper diagnosis." The doctor said.

She nodded. "Of course doctor. We've done the same thing previously."

"Good. Then you understand the importance of it." 

"Yes" She nodded.

"Alright, is there anything else you would like to ask me Mr.Stan, Mrs.Stan?"

"No, thank you doctor. That would be all." Sebastian replied.

"Well if there's nothing else, would you please excuse me." The doctor said and they both nodded.

The doctor then excused himself, leaving him and Y/n alone.

"Iubirea mea, I'm sorry that the recovery will take so long." She said, reaching out to touch his hand.

'It's okay, honey. I just have to accept it. Although I am feeling rather depressed because I'm probably going to miss the start of the shooting for Thunderbolts. And I'm also rather worried that Marvel might end up replacing me." He sighed.

"Oh Iubirea mea, I don't think that's going to happen. No one else can play Bucky better than you. And you have so many fans that are going to protest if you're replaced. I mean, Bucky is one of the most popular Avengers. I'm sure Marvel wouldn't dare to replace you." She said, patting his hand in encouragement.

"Yeah, I hope so." He said, still with a frown on his face.

"Hey, I know what's going to make you happy and forget about this." She smiled.

"Oh, what is it honey?" He asked curiously.

She didn't answer right away but instead she unbuttoned her cardigan slowly while looking at him mischievously.

"Honey.. what are you doing? I know it's been a while since we had sex but we can't possibly do it right here right now!" He said, his eyes widened but he couldn't help swallowing hard as he stared at her chest, which was still covered by a shirt but he could already imagine what it looked like without the shirt.

"Seeeb! You have such a dirty mind." She chuckled as she finally finished taking off her cardigan. She put the cardigan away then she faced him. She pulled the hem of her shirt down and smiled wide.

He didn't know what she was trying to do but he couldn't help but look back on her chest and that's when he read it.

"I'm gonna be a mom again"

His eyes widened and his jaw dropped as he digested the words written on her chest.

"Honey?! Really? You're pregnant?" He asked excitedly.

She nodded and he felt his heart soared at the sight of her. She was pregnant! He was going to be a dad again!

"Oh my God! I.. I can't believe it!" He exclaimed excitedly.

"You better believe it, Iubirea mea." She smiled as she let go of his hand and went away to retrieve something from her handbag.

She pulled out something like a frame from inside her handbag. She showed him the object and he smiled wide as he realized what it was. Two positive pregnancy tests were put inside the frame. 

"Oh sweetheart, you have no idea how happy I am right now." He said as he picked the framed pregnancy tests and stared at it with wide eyes.

"I'm so glad that you're happy about this." She smiled.

"See little bean? I told you your dad was gonna be ecstatic knowing that you exist." She said as she rubbed her lower stomach gently.

"Hey little bean. Daddy is so happy to know you're in there." He said as he put the pregnancy tests away and placed his left hand on top of her hand, right on her lower stomach.

She put her other hand on top of his and they stared at each other with wide smiles, happy and content in the knowledge that their love had withstood every obstacle imaginable and that a new life form existed as a real proof of the strength of their love.

"So, is this why you came without telling me?" He asked as something clicked in his mind.

"Uh huh. I wanted to surprise you, Iubirea mea." She smiled.

"Well, surprised me you did." He chuckled as he caressed her lower stomach gently.

"I think I did more than just surprise you." She frowned and her eyes started to water.

"Oh honey, it's okay. I'm okay, you're okay, we're all okay." He said as he squeezed her hand tight.

"But you broke your leg and your arm. You have no idea how scared I was looking at you lying on the street like that. Then when you became unconscious, I thought I had lost you forever." She started to cry.

"Oh honey, please don't cry. I'm alive! I'm here, alive and I love you." He said as he pulled her closer to him. He raised his hand and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"I.. I'm sorry for being so emotional, Iubirea mea. And I'm sorry that I was so emotional back in Poway." She said, sighing.

"It's okay, sweetheart. My mom told me that you might be a little traumatic because all the men you were involved in prioritized something or someone else above you, including me." He said in regret. 

"And I'm really sorry for making you feel that way, sweetheart. I will try my best to prioritize you and Starlene in the future. I promise." He continued as he stroked her cheek gently with his thumb, giving her a look full of love and adoration.

"Thank you Iubirea mea. Your mom may be right, but I guess the little bean was also making me overly emotional. I feel the mood swings I have now are worse compared to when I was pregnant with Starlene." She complained.

"Oh well, every pregnancy is different I guess." He responded.

"Yeah, with this one I don't feel nausea at all. At least not now."

"Oh that's good. By the way, how far along are you?"

"I have no idea, maybe ten weeks?"

"Oh, you haven't gotten yourself checked by a gynecologist?" 

"No, I wanted to go with you. I want you to be involved from the very beginning, Iubirea mea. You were robbed of the opportunity to watch Starlene grow back then. I don't want that to happen again."

"That's so sweet, honey." He smiled. "Well, as soon as I'm well enough we can go and see a gynecologist."

"Yes, I thought so too." She smiled.

"I've missed you so much, sweetheart." He said, gazing at her with so much longing in his eyes.

"Could you come up here? I want to hold you in my arms." He said, pulling her closer to him.

"But I could hurt you." She said, shaking her head.

"Sweetheart, I don't care. I just want to hold you in my arms. Come up here, lie down with me. Please. I need you." He pleaded.

"Oh okay, but if you feel any pain at all, let me know okay?" She said.

"Of course." He nodded even though deep in his heart he wasn't planning on letting her know if he felt any pain. Nothing could beat the pain he felt when he thought he had lost her forever. Physical pain didn't compare at all to a broken heart. He thought. Right now he just needed to hold her in his arms and make sure they were never going to be separated again.

Slowly she climbed onto the hospital bed next to his left side, careful to avoid touching his broken leg. He raised his left arm up so she could snuggle under his arm. She placed her body gently so that she didn't put any weight on him except his chest and she put her arms around him. Was it comfortable? No. But she was laying in his arms again and that was all that mattered. Once her head was on his chest he placed his left arm around her shoulder and sighed. It felt good to have her in his arms again.

Despite being in a place that no one would consider their home, he felt he was finally home again. No matter where they were, as long as he had her in his arms, he was home.

He leaned down and kissed the top of her head gently.

"I love you deeply, sweetheart, my beautiful wife." He whispered gently.

"I love you deeply too, Iubirea mea, my darling husband." She looked up and smiled at him.

She leaned closer to him and kissed his lips gently, making butterflies flew around in his stomach.

From that moment on he knew that no matter what happened in their lives she was always going to be the love of his life. They really were meant to be together no matter what the superstitions say. And he knew, that even though he himself once didn't believe it, love.. is enough.

Epilogue >

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[missamyrisa2]

Hiya Miss Amy! I'm a huge fan of your teases, but how would you break a bratty spy you caught who is *definitely not* devastatingly ticklish on every single inch of his upper body, and *in no way* has a death spot on his bottom-most rib??

Such a silly escapade, trespassing in Amylicious's lair. Sillier still, that you failed to recognize the decoy relic on the table. Lifting it sets off an alarm, not the usual wailing sirens or klaxons, but a blaring shock of playful music. The ground trembles and an x-shaped frame slides upward. Flowers bloom from nothingness at the points of the frame, an enchanting little garden and a perfect distraction for the vines to sprout, first stripping away your clothing one article at a time, and then snatch up your wrists & ankles. You hang and struggle on the frame for what feels as an eternity until the door creaks open and a long shadow falls over your held form.

"Tsk tsk tsk. What do we have here?" I stroll in and chuckle. The harsh light gleams on the metal of my chunky bracelets and flower-shaped belt buckle. My belly twitches visibly in excitement from its place under my cropped black top and tiny shorts~ "Why, it's a cute boy, come to play~" My fingers glide up, wiggling in the air. "What's your name, sweet one?" Before you can answer my fingers are probing along your waistline in tiny strokes. "Uhh huh. Mmhmm. Yes, I almost believe that." I smirk and dance my nails around your belly in spidering circles.

"And you thought you'd make off with some of my treasure mmm?" One hand digs into your side with a squeeze as the other taps the flower to summon a fluffy makeup brush. "Ooh what a story, tell me more. How's that feel? Does it tickle? Are you just so very ticklish?" I flutter the brush up under your arms, twirling and fluffing up the little piles of hair while my fingers trace the shape of your chest. "Tickle tickle ~ tell me a good story now while I tickle your helpless body, about your name and why you're here, I love a good lie~

I tap a petal on my flower and produce a pair of q-tips. Your sass at such basic tools makes me smirk brightly, putting a hand on my hip as I start probing around your tummy. "Keep running those pretty lips ~ before you know it you'll be begging me to stop while whimpering for more~" I poke around with the soft tips, tracing your belly from your navel outwards carefully observing every reaction. I toss my long locks of blonde hair back and move in closer, my breath scattering on your twitching midsection. "Mmmmhmm. Yeah. Oh yes, give me all that sass. You're almost free by the way, just pull a little more~"

I can't help but squeak a giggle when I graze my probing tools up to your ribs and find that spot you've been trying to hide. "Ahh yes, there we go. Every one has that one spot huh? Yeah, that's your spot, right on this ribbie? Yeahh? Oooh look at that face ~ you should see yourself, not so tough now huh? Just poking here? Tickled by a q-tip!" I grin and move in, first stroking my tool along the length of your hyper ticklish rib back and forth. "Tickle, tickle. Now we'll get some answers out of you sass boy~"

My lips graze along your tickle rib, brushing and leaving tingly purpley streaks. I muah muah muah all over it, making tiny nibbles and kisses and raspberries while my fingers trace at the edges tauntingly. "Tickle tickle tickle tickleeeee~! You can't resist the tickles! You can't not laugh!" I taunt and chuckle, wiggling my nails along your ribbie and occasionally skittering along your bouncing giggly belly. "Awww tickle boy, does it tickle so much? Yeah? Well stop being ticklish then~! Stop being so cute!" I relentlessly attack your midsection, steading with one hand so I can nibble and raspberry around while keeping a thumb rubbing at your side nonstop~

Once I have you sufficiently worn down, it's more taps and I smile wickedly as I take a shiny whartenberg wheel over your pinkened belly. "Let's here it now, spill it all out tickle boy~" I interrogate and wheel the spikes ever so lightly in long strides, starting at one side going over around your navel, then up to that death rib~ "don't lie again ~ I'll pump you of every answer, I promise, and you'll be calling me mommy when we're done." I watch your reactions carefully, taking in your gasps and giggles and sounds ~

"Ahhh. Ooh, such a naughty thing. That sounded almost believable~" Tap tap tap on the flower and now I'm holding a purple magic wand. "Guess we're gonna do the deep pumping. Ooh yes, gonna milk every giggle from you until all we have left is the truth~" I snicker and gather up your princely part, holding it steady and putting the wand under the head. "Let's start on low, shall we?" I turn up the buzzing and hold you there, letting the tickle vibrations seep in. "Everyone tries to fight it." I gradually raise the vibration speeds and delight in your growing reactions. "But no one ever wins against the wand~"

Once I have good and worked up, I reach over and start tickling your rib with rapid strokes. The wand stays steady under your royal part, moving slowly up and down to edge you along. "Mmmhmm. Oh no, we're not talking yet, sass butt. You don't get that chance again until you're melted and gibbering. We'll try again when you're good and helplessly overloaded~until then, tickle tickle tickle tickle!" I hold the wand steady, my fingers never leaving your death spot, and my form grazes on yours occasionally just to tease a little further with material sensations.

Whether you give up your secrets or not, there's no doubt you will be tickled to absolute babbling ticklegasmed exhaustion once you've entered my domain ~<3

[gelu-the-babosa-multiversal]

Che, hace banda q no mando mensaje (la facu me esta haciendo m****a, tipico). Como estas? Todo bien con tu vida?

I'm gonna do this part in English so everyone can understand. I will be honest, I have never been the biggest fan of One Piece (it's simply not for me)...but I'm curious about your rb x one piece au.

That drabble about the kids "returning" to GR with the crews, and everything going perfectly for everyone minus Cody was so good. Poor baby boy, forced to go with the crew to avoid bloodshed, even if that means never seeing his family again.

I bet Charlie is livid, like, furious. I mean, his missing kid, his youngest and most innocent kid, "returns" home all changed and clearly traumatized, wanting to return to his family....but then is forced to go back to those people to avoid trouble. He's basically seeing his very terrified kid going willingly to his captors...and probably the kill bill siren is blaring somewhere.

He's not the only one that feels like it...he doesn't give a crap about pirate law or some bullshit, he will have his son back where he belongs, no matter what "MY son is not going anywhere, he's staying HOME... whatever you like it or not...". The other crews should do something, should.... because things will get out of hand pretty quickly.

Poor Cody, Frankie and Priss got good crews for them....he has the worst luck ever.

Ayuda... ME ESTAN MATANDO!!!! La uni me tiene atado y ya se viene el mes de los Interdepartmental en Noviembre...

hola, como va la banda?

Don't worry about Cody, as not only will Miko help him get away from Kid, but he will also meet some Pirates, Marines, and people who will help him.

In the first timeline where he is not with Miko things will end bad BUT BAD. Not even Optimus (maybe Megatron) could stop Kid as his magnetic powers give him the destructive ability to create weapons from any metal around him... so Cody's only option to keep his family and friends safe is to follow The Kid Pirates.

And yeah, Luffy and Law could help, but one thing is that Luffy is not a hero, and the second thing is that they would have to find a not-so-crowded place to discuss (fight) this... just having one crew is enough to have a road of chaos

In the second timeline where Miko is with Cody then Kid wouldn't have a problem letting them both go because Miko is all the things Kid wants on his crew, a rocky punk who likes chaos and shuts out anyone who dares to laugh to her face.

In a third secret timeline, Cody at some point in his journey manages to escape (or better say that he was kicked out) and join another pirate crew that helps him find the Strawhats and reunite with Frankie. Sadly, Cody was not strong enough to take Little Griffin with him now having to decide if to confront Kid or leave his new friend behind...

There's also a timeline where he ends up with the Marine but uhhhhh... @cf8wrk4u-us you tell them...

#ask #thanks for the ask! #au #crossover #my stuff #maccadam #transformers #tf #rescue bots #transformers rescue bots #tfrb #rb #cody burns #frankie greene #priscilla pynch #one piece #op #eustass kid #captain eustass kid #the kid pirates #miko nakadai #big sister miko is there to help #and to blow the government

[nlghtshade]

♡ august & september 2022 favorites

hi !! sorry this is so late - work has been busy and with all the amazing fests and works coming out i'm falling behindddd - so i've put august and september together lol - enjoy !!! also shouting out these acts of fandom love author appreciation origami project by @crazybutgood and the @purpleloveawards ♡ always eternally grateful for this community

FIC

i’m bringing you as his present (2022, Gen, 335) by @justthingsfromsarah

draco gets dragged to beach by his friend

WIP Snip by @tenthousandyearsx

Draco sits down heavily on the sofa. Potter is fucking doomed. Potter is going to die unless he falls in love with Draco. Which means that Potter is going to die.

Because I’m Yours (2022, T, 184) by @makeitp1nk

I had my bridal shower yesterday, and there was a lot of talk about being chosen and choosing--how I chose well, and how telling it is that I was chosen by a picky guy. I am still basking in the glow of so much love, so this is where that came from. Hope you like it ❤️ Also for @drarrymicrofic prompt Dare

A little something by @basicallyahedgehog

A little something for my favourite @phoebe-delia. I love you endlessly, I hope this makes you smile:)

if the world was ending (2022, M, 4.2k) by @talkingtravesties

The world is ending again, but it's far less dramatic this time. Harry Potter tries to save the day. Draco wishes he wouldn't.

like freedom (2022, M, 4.3k) by @softlystarstruck & @babooshkart

Harry doesn’t know the exact moment his life changed. Maybe it was the day Draco Malfoy unwillingly turned up at his front door, or the moment the plane’s landing gear went up and London-Heathrow fell away below them. Maybe it was in the dusty swirl of red rocks and motel rooms somewhere between Tennessee and California. Maybe it wasn't a single moment at all, but a whole series of them, captured with Harry's camera.

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The Sky in St Petersburg by @vukovich

whole vibe of the song "evelene" by quinn christophersen. especially the lines "I watch your hair blend in with the sky" and "You know my story same as yours" Note: Anon, you MUST be an Eagles in Truro reader. The music video for this song could be the end credits title. It’s fucking perfect, and I am so grateful to you for sending it to me. If, in fact, you are an EiT reader, and to anyone else who is, please read this story through the lens of “If Draco had taken the ICW plea deal.”

Draco’s Delicious Dilemma (2017, Teen, 5k) by @darkmagicalgirlwrites

Draco Malfoy bravely deals with new coffee shops, Harry Potter, low-sympathy coworkers, feelings, free muffins, Looks, and some extremely rude signage.

Fall to Grace (2014, NC-17, 5k) by cylsus

It's been three weeks since Harry and Draco broke up. Clearly, they should want nothing to do with each other, but being Auror partners makes that just a tad bit difficult.

Eighteen Again (2015, Gen, 6.6k) by dracogotgame

Draco gets a note from an old friend. Does Harry have more on his mind than just a friendly get together?

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♡ King Ron & Scabbers by @natello

♡ *Inserts 90’s teenage angst song* 💿⚡️ by @nowherelittlegirl

♡ Draco, what’s your hair care routine? by @rosalyfart

♡ in case anyone was wondering I am still in drarry hell :^) by @megasilly

♡ Padfoot & James by @quill-q

♡ Draco meets a masked deer by @mad1492

♡ Pansy + Draco by @biskueeee

♡ THE BOY WHO HAD NO CHOICE by @quwomg

♡ 🌕 🌕 🌕 by @trashcanprince

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♡ some people never stop screaming by @ihopeyoubothstaysafefromharm

♡ Potter OTPs by @karnivil

♡ Young Remus (Book ver) by @lorandesore

♡ Back to Hogwarts! by @alessiajontrunfio

♡ drarry by @fantalfart

♡ birthday art by @sweet-s0rr0w for @the-starryknight’s fic Siren Call (It's Not Love)

♡ remus lupin by @frogandthetadpoles

♡ Imperio by @lepra-art

♡ january ♡ february ♡ march ♡ april ♡ may ♡ june ♡ july

#drarry #fic rec #art rec #2022 favorites #j

[hotdesiresxxx]

Q 1 - What color panties are you wearing 🙈 blue n white

Q 2 - When did you first ever see porn? And how did you find out about it? I was 15 n from a friend

Q3 - What did you think when you first saw the size of the guys in porn and what did you think when you saw your first cream pie? I was impressed  n I thought it was weird

Q 4 - Did you masterbate when you first saw porn and what age did you first masterbate? Yes n 15

Q 5- Have you ever practised giving a BJ before and if so what was the object 😂 yes my hair brush

Q 6- Have you ever fantasized over a stranger before if so what type of guy is it normally? Muscular 

Q 7 - Have you ever looked at the bulge in a guys pants and imagined how big he is yes

Q 8 - Have you ever masturbated or had sex in public? If so where yes car

Q 9 - Whats the most orgasms you’ve ever had during sex or masterbating in one day lost count

Q 10 - Your at a sex party after some drinks and there is 3 male strippers getting around and some girls are giving them BJ’s. Man 1 is a white guy with a great body and medium sized dick. Man 2 is a black guy with a good body and big dick. Man 3 is a slim white guy with a big dick.

would you suck any of them and if so which one? Guy 2

Q 11 - Whats your biggest fantasy? Mmf or mff

Q 12- Have you ever masturbated over someone you know but aren’t romantically involved in? if so who was it yes a random guy

Q 13 - Whats the hottest image in order? 1. Sucking a guys big dick 2. Being fucked hard doggy style 3. Getting a cream pie by a hot guy 2

Q 14 - What sexual act would you do right now if you knew you could pick any person to do it to or have them watch hard sex

Q 15 -If I slipped my hand inside your pantied right now would I be able to feel how wet you are? If so how wet on a scale from 1-10 💦 7

Q16 - Have you ever been so wet that its come through your panties? Yes

Q 17 - Can you image rubbing yourself when you read the hot comments guys say about you lord yes

Q 18 - What was the hottest question? 13

Q 19 - Whats the hottest image on this page (you cant pick your own) idk

Share your answers to the page 😎

Congratulations!! You are now a lustful princess ❤️ feel like trying round 2 and move up to a Stunning Sex Siren?

level 2 - Stunning Sex Siren 😍

Q1 - Describe how sexually charged you were after you submitted your answers to become a lustful princess extremely 

Q2 - What would your name be if you were a porn star lol ivy best lol

Q3 - Whats your fav porn category right now mmf mff

Q4 - If you could have sexual super power what would it be? a. Xray vision b. The ability to have any guy you want to want to fuck you c. Mind reader d. Make any guy cum in an instant b

Q5 - You work for an attractive older guy who is away for the weekend and you need to get something from his house. You walk into the wrong room and see a sybian sitting there plugged in. What do you do? A. Just look and leave B. Be curious enough to go closer and touch it C. Go home and watch a porn with a sybian and masterbate imagining using it D. Get on with your clothes and turn it on. E. Ride it naked and have the most intense orgasm of your life e

Q6 - Your sleeping over at a friends house and her boyfriend is there that your attracted to. You know he has a massive cock cause your friend has told you. That night you hear them having loud sex in the next room and you can hear everything. Do you A. Block it out and try to go to sleep B. Imagine what they are doing C. Put your ear to the wall and masterbate to a shuddering orgasm D. Walk in on them and pretend its an accident to see him fuck c

Q7- A guy you find really hot is fucking you missionary. Your looking down at his cock sliding in and out as you moan and his cock is covered in your juices. How bid would you want his dick to be that would turn you on the most? 7in

Q8 - A girl who tried to screw you over is dating a guy you have liked for years. He secretly likes you too. When they break up you see him at a party. Do you A. Let him finger you B. Let him eat your pussy C. Suck his dick D. Let him fuck you or E. Let him film you fucking him  c

Q9 - 2 guys you find really hot want to fuck you. What position do you find the biggest turn on?

a. Your standing up while 1 guy in on his knees licking your pussy and your kissing the otherguy and strocking his cock

b. Your on the couch fucking 1 guy reverse cow girl while sucking the other guys cock

c. Your being fucked hard doggy style and sucking the other guys cock

d. your ontop of 1 guy riding him with the other guy fucking your butt

c or b

Q10 - Where would you want them to cum?

a. In your pussy and butt

b. On your pussy and butt

c. In your mouth

d. on your face

e. On your boobs

D

Q 11 - Your going out with a hot guy and he has something hot planned. Would you prefer it to be A. Have avibrating egg inserted in you and both go out in public he has the controlls. B. To be fucked over the balcony at night in a penthouse C. Film

B

Q12 - Whats your secret kink? Gang bang 

Q13 - what question turned you on the most? 9

Q 14 - If I slipped my hand inside your pantied right now would I be able to feel how wet you are? If so how wet on a scale from 1-10 💦 10

#submission

[minuy600]

The 70s Wrap Up #12: Galaxian (Arcade)

Oh boy, here we go. Namco enters the fray and does so with one of the biggest leaps in gaming we've seen so far. It's also the first time I get to pop in my disc of Namco Museum Remix for the Wii!

Namco Museum Remix is cool. For the 13 bucks I spent on it, it's worth it. 9 games of which not *every* game is on Switch as of now, most notably Gaplus and Cutie Q. One of it's most useful features by far is that it allows me to start at any level I wish of these arcade classics (with a question mark for some). Made finishing up this review a breeze.

The moment you start up the game, it genuinely gave me the idea I was about to enter the next era of gaming. Graphically. The colors pop like never before thanks to RGB technology. Huuuuge difference compared to the overlays and single-color sprites of old.

That's not saying those are BAD, Space Invaders has more personality with the aliens actually, however this was the first game that I felt greeted me with that certain modern TWANG. The clickbait of the early stages of gaming. The 'look at the pretty picture' thingy. I was super stoked to get to this one, started playing aaaaand realised it's simply a slightly different Space Invaders.

Yes, the Space Invader clone era is upon us. Galaxian follows a very similar format, closer than you may think by the thought of 'space shooter'. For one, although the difficulty does increase over time, the board does not. It retains the same exact look throughout the entire game. Outside of the flags on the bottom right, which IS a nice evolution as we've had no level indicator so far, that is. Getting to level 10 essentially means you've seen all there is to it, as that is when that flag changes in looks. Did I mention this game is graphically phenomenal?

The aliens swoop down on ya one by one and try to shoot you with their missiles. Don't quote me on it, but I feel like they fly around at random to catch you out and I do like that as it compensates slightly for the lacklustre replay value otherwise. The blue-yellow alien, the 'flagship', which would make constant reappearances in Namco games later, uses red aliens as their escort. Shoot the red aliens first and the flagship becomes worth a ton of points.

It's absolutely intuitive, but I found myself pretty bored with it fairly quickly. I dunno, after Space Invaders Part II and the fact that this is THE Namco we're talking about here, I expected a little more. Still, the promise for the future is immense and we're gonna see Namco smash it out of the park very soon.

The Verdict

Graphics (10): This could be the very first game where I have no reservations about anything visually. Sure, okay, the aliens outside of the flagship aren't too visually distinct besides their color... does that matter? Not really, I think the Galaxian game screen is a classic anyone can recognise right away.

The animations are smoother too, I should probably mention that before it's too late. The attract screen makes that very clear with smooth scrolling text to explain the points system. Everything in total makes for an experience that no other game managed to get close to in the 1970s. Truly divine.

Sound (7): Oh, no doubt that these noises are among those that define Namco. Anyone who's played a lick of arcade games can recognise these ones in an instant. Unfortunately, the way the aliens swoop down grates me after a small bit of playing. Never been big into high siren-like noises. It's not offensively awful unlike the true bombshells like Sky Diver, yet I wish they toned it down a bit or at least made it sound more quirky.

On the positive side, I liked the bootup noises as well as the clever upgrade to the Space Invaders tune in the background. Makes me wish the entire game sounded as nice.

Gameplay (7): Pfff, this stings to say. Despite being super close to Space Invaders overall, I can't really get over the fact that your spaceship has a certain stiffness to it's movement. The game feels like it's slipping through honey, it's a slow affair overall. Pretty fun overall if you lower your expectations a touch, and the variety is certainly better than the first take on Space Invaders. Space Invaders Part II will remain the king for now.

Longevity (8): Another aspect I expected a bit more in, though the gradual increase in difficulty only hits it's peak at what, level 8? It's the little things that count, from the aforementioned level indicator to the addition of *another* digit to the high score table. I'm sure that if you find yourself in the window where the even bigger hits were nonexistant or occupied in the arcades, you would be able to get a lot of mileage out of it. Not the best, but verrrry solid.

In Conclusion

#minuy600 #retro gaming #review #sona #arcade #1979 #namco #galaxian

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More SpongeBob quotes?

Ismael: I say… WE TIP SOMETHING OVER!

Mendeleieve’s Students: *Run to the park and tip over a statue*

Zoé: Now what?!

Mendeleieve’s Studente: Kill Monarch!

—

*a siren goes off*

Adrien: What's going on?

Alya: Something weird, I'm sure.

*the alarm stops as a curtain opens up to show a band in the background playing carnival music. Nathaniel runs out from the locker room, cheering*

Nathaniel: Yay! *kisses Alya and Adrien and takes the comic and laughs hysterically as he rubs it all over himself* Hahahahaha!

Alya: See? I told you.

Adrien: What's wrong with Nath?

Nathaniel: Nothing, Adrien! Do you know what this is?!

Alix: A very dirty comic book?

—

Max: *whispering* There he is.

Kim: He's hideous. He makes me sick, just looking at him. Those big bulgy eyes, that lanky body, those hideous glasses, and those stupid suspenders! *Max looks down at his own clothes*

Max: Ahem.

Kim: *blushes awkwardly* Oh! But it looks good on you, Max! Heh-heh.

—

Austin A: Tomassian, what are you doing?

Austin T: Uh… Nothing, guys!

Austin Q: What did we tell you about talking to strangers?

Austin T: *To Jean* Now they’re gonna kick MY butt!

—

Austin Q: This isn’t my show! Tomassian! Your TV’s not working! Get over here and fix it!

Austin T: *Picks up the tv and tosses it* I’ve got a better idea! Why don’t I get someone whose JOB it is to fix it?! You wanna know why?! Because when I need to get a JOB done, I get someone with a JOB to do that JOB!

Austin Q: *Glares* … What are you saying?

—

Max: We need to find out what that robot did with the real Marinette, but how?

Kim: Well, in the movie the hero teams up with a buddy, and they get the poop on the robot.

Max: They poop on the robot?

Kim: Yeah, you know, they get the straight poop, ask questions, get information.

Max: I never thought I'd say this, but, Kim, let's get that poop!

—

Simon: We can do this all night if you want. Where's Nathaniel?

Nathaniel: I'm Nathaniel!

Cosette: Where's Nathaniel?

Nathaniel: I'm Nathaniel!

Simon: Where's Nathaniel?

Nathaniel: I am Nathaniel! I am! I am! I am! I am! I am! I am! I am!

Cosette: This is one stubborn robot.

Nathaniel: *confused, then angrily yells* WHAT?! *his yelling knocks over the lamp and Cosette* You think I'm a ROBOT?!

—

Lacey: Day... *record scratch* anyone know how many days it's been? I've lost track.

Ismael: *Breathing heavily next to a pile of homework* 43...!

—

Adrien: Hey, Marc! Could we interest you in some *holds up chocolate bar* chocolate?

Marc: … Chocolate? Did you say, Chocolate?!

Nino: Yep. With or without nuts?

Marc: Chocolate?! *screaming* Chocolate?! CHOCOLATE! CHOCOLATE!

*Adrien and Nino slowly back away, and then run off. Marc chases them while madly screaming "Chocolate!"*

—

Jean: Remember, Cosette, flatter the customer. Make her feel good.

*Cosette knocks on the door, Zoé opens the door*

Zoé: Hello?

Cosette: I love you.

—

Adrien: Let's change our names to Why and Bother.

Marc: CHOCOLATE!

Nino/Adrien: No! Don't hurt us. Please don't hurt me. No no. Please! No! Have mercy on me! Please spare me!

Marc: *Laughs maniacally* Finally! I've been trying to catch you boys all day! Now that I got you right where I want you... *Calm* I'd like to buy all your chocolate. *Holds up a large amount of cash.*

*Adrien and Nino look shocked. Chocolate bars fall out of Nino’s pants, along with a Hershey's kiss*

—

Austin Q: Okay, here it is, Jean, fresh from the oven. I'll be returning to my life now.

Jean: Not yet. I got to make sure you did it right. *Grabs a piece of the pie. He is about to eat it, then stops* Wait a second... this would go great with some milk! *While walking to the milk, he trips over a book* Whoops! *The piece of pie flies into the milk, causing an explosion, sending both Austin Q and Jean out of the classroom* … So, you tried to kill me over one performance of Pippin, eh?

Austin Q: But, Jean, I had no idea. I can explain!

—

Denise: Attention, DuPont, the time has come to double, no, triple our efforts!

Chloé: How about a break?! We've been at it for days!

Marc: *Holds up Kiran* Think about the children!

Denise: That's a good idea! Use the children to crawl into small places you couldn't normally reach.

Nino: *whispering to Alya* This is a load of bullshit.

Denise: I heard that! No one's going anywhere until we find Simon

Ivan: Uh... uh, wait! *picks up Nathaniel* Uh, here he is!

Denise: That ain't Simon! Simon doesn’t have bangs!

*Juleka cuts Nathaniel’s bangs*

Nathaniel: *in a poor imitation of Simon* I'm your boyfriend!

Denise: No you ain't!

—

*Nino plays a video on a phone which shows Nathaniel in a purple night shirt downing coffee*

Kim: Look, he's on the Coffee Channel.

Nathaniel: *Pours some creamer in his coffee before drinking it again* Hey! *Drinks more coffee* If anyone’s watching this, that means I'm asleep for the rest of the day. This is because, as an artist, I haven’t slept for hours due to working on various projects. In fact, the only reason I’m awake is because of coffee so I can make this video. And remember, artists don't like to be woken up, so do not disturb. *sternly* That means you, classmates.

—

Nino: Look what's in Nath’s bed.

Kim: *Points to his long, messed up hair and slightly pale skin* Looks like a feral version of him.

Nino: I think this thing is Nath.

Kim: Artist sleep must mean the opposite of beauty sleep.

Nathaniel: *snoring, talking in sleep* I've had enough of your crimes, Hawkmoth. I'm gonna get you and your partner, Mayura, or my name isn’t Mightillustrator...

Nino: *giggles* He must be dreaming he’s a hero again. Look out, Mightillustrator, I'm Bubbler.

Nathaniel: I'm gonna catch you and throw you in jail at taxpayers' expense.

Kim: Oh, you better run faster, Mightillustrator!

Nino: Yeah! I'm getting away! Faster! *Nathaniel moves his arms and legs*

Kim: Hurry, we're getting away with our crimes!

Nino: Faster, faster!

Nathaniel: I'll get you two. You're nothing but pure evil! Just like newspaper comics... *snores off to sleep, the two giggle again*

Nino: Come on, Kim. We shouldn't disturb him anymore.

Kim: That's not disturbing. This is disturbing! *Covers his mouth and speaks through his hand* Hi there, Nino. My name is KimHand.

Nino: Ha! That is really disturbing!

*The two laugh uncontrollably, waking Nathaniel up. Hearing a hiss, Kim stops laughing while Nino continues to laugh*

Kim: Uh, Nino? *Points to Nathaniel, out of bed and looking like something from a horror movie*

*Nathaniel hisses and bares a set of fangs. Kim and Nino run, but Nathaniel has them both by the their pants and gives them an extreme wedgie. They run in mid-air anyway*

Kim: Faster, Nino! He’s gaining on us!

Nino: *Crying from the pain of the wedgie* Nathaniel! No! Stop!

Nathaniel: I warned you, Hawkmoth! Now, you've just crossed the border into Hurtville!

Nino: Nathaniel, it's us, your friends! Kim and Nino!

Kim: Please, Nath, I can't afford dry cleaning!

Nathaniel: Gonna skin y'all and turn your blood… into... paint… *He falls asleep and drops the two. They inch away and see Nathaniel fall back into his bed*

Kim: Fun's over.

—

Luka: People, people, settle down! Okay, now. How many of you have played musical instruments before?

Ismael: *holding a triangle, raises hand* Do instruments of torture count?

Luka: No.

Kim: *holding a trumpet, raises hand* Is mayonnaise an instrument?

Luka: No, Kim, mayonnaise is not an instrument. *Kim raises his hand again* Horseradish is not an instrument, either.

—

Luka: Okay, try to repeat after me. *plays six notes on his guitar* Brass section, go. *Alya, Ismael, and Lacey repeat the notes* Good. Now the wind. *Marc, Reshma, and Max repeat* And the drums. *Ivan, Denise, and Kim misunderstand what Luka means, so they blow on their sticks which blow out and stick him to the wall* … Crazy how that didn't kill me.

—

XY: Well, Luka, this is exactly how I pictured your band would look.

*Rose grins and dances*

Luka: That's her... eager face.

—

Simon: *runs up, his eyes are shaped like hearts* Cosette! I'm glad I caught you. I want you to buy Denise-

Cosette: Wait! Don't tell me. You want me to run down to the store and buy Denise something they don’t need! Then you want me to run back here so you can say, "Cosette! Your spending all my money!" And then I'll say, "But Simon, I'm only doing what you said!" Then you'll say, "We're not talking about this..." *makes a triangle* ..."Or this"... *Makes a square* ..."we're talking about this!" *Squiggles all over the screen*

—

Cosette: Simon, don't. Don't cry, Simon! Come on. Okay, I, I'm going to get it, see? *Walks off, and comes back with a washing machine* Cheer up, Simon, Here's that washing machine you wanted.

Simon: Cheer up? How can I cheer up... when you're spending all my hard-earned cash?!

Cosette: SEE?! You just did it again!

Simon: Cosette, I can't help it if you're loose with other people's money. *Cosette gets a blank expression on their face* Do you think Denise will need a dryer to go along with that?

—

Nathaniel: *with brushes and several paints* All right, you two foul mouths. As punishment for making Marc faint with your cussing, you're going to help me- *Jams his foot on a stool then clutches it* Ow! My [Bleep] foot! What [Bleep] genius put a [Bleep] stool in a [Bleep] path?! Can't you see I got a [Bleep] foot here?! Oh! [Bleep]

*Nathaniel continues saying a bunch of swear words, censored out by bleeps; at this moment, Adrien and Nino count the swear words he uses*

Nino: Five, six, seven...

Nathaniel: ...a whole lotta [Bleep] and with a side of [Bleep], a heapin' helpin' of [Bleep] and a load of [Bleep]...

Adrien: Nine...

Nathaniel: Oh [Bleep] crabbin [Bleep] *cries in pain*

Nino: *Gasps* That's all 13, Adrien! We're gonna tell your mom, Nathaniel!

Nathaniel: *worried* No, please, not my mommy!

—

Ismael: You'll get massacred!

Denise: Ismael, look at me. What you think is big and what I think is big are two totally different "big"s.

—

Jean: *checks through the order, and sees no drink listed* But, you didn't order any...

Customer: *yelling furiously* How am I supposed to eat this pizza without my drink?!

Jean: But... but... *tears start rolling down his face*

Customer: Didn't you ever once think of the customer?! *throws the pizza box at Jean’s face* You call yourself a delivery boy? Well, I ain't buying! *slams the door. Jean goes over to Reshma, smiling and trying not to cry*

Reshma: Jean? Jean? It's okay. Jean? *Jean drops the pizza, falls over and starts crying* Jean? *Jean continues crying, and Reshma becomes furious. She grabs the pizza, stomps towards the customer's house and pounds on the door*

Customer: *answers the door, still angry*!Another one? Look, I told your little friend I ain't payin' for that!

Reshma: Well, this one's on the HOUSE! *brutally slams the pizza box at the customer's face*

—

Adrien: Do souls look like pickles?

Alix: Well… As a matter of fact, they do. And he puts them where you can never get them... in his soul bag. *drops the pickle into a backpack with “souls” written on the front. She laughs evilly as Juleka appears behind Adrien in a pirate costume*

Juleka: I've come for your pickle.

*Adrien jumps up screaming. Juleka takes off her hat and fake beard and laughs*

—

Alix: *She takes a sip of her drink; Rose laughs and Alix looks at her, but she stops before Alix turns around* Huh? *She takes another sip of her drink; Rose starts giggling again and then Alix turns around and looks at him, but Rose is silent again. Alix finishes her drink* Ah...

Rose: *laughs loudly* April Fools! *Alix grabs Rose by the collar, suddenly panicked*

Alix: What did you do to my drink?!

Rose... *giggles* I... *giggles*

Alix: You what?!

Rose: You asked for a couple of ice cubes in your drink, and I only put in one! *laughs*

Alix: *Chuckles* I guess that is pretty funny.

—

Dominique: Look, we already gave you the badge. And the law of the west says: no take backs!

Corinne: Since when?

Dominique: Shshshshshsh! So that means, you're the new sheriff!

Zia: What happened to the old sheriff?

Dominique: Uh, he's at Boot Hill. *Shows a picture of a cemetery with a sign saying Boot Hill*

Zia: And, why is he at boot hill?

Marquel: Because Old Dead Tree Hill was totally full. *Shows a picture of a full cemetery with a sign saying Old Dead Tree Hill*

—

Jacquet: ♪And if you think that's funny, let me tell you, sonny, you won't be laughing when you SEE...♪ *Citizens of DuPont Gulch gasp* ♪HIS...♪ *Marquel, Melanie, Rochelle, and Isaiah gasp* ♪BIG...♪ *Zia gasps* ♪RED...♪ *Dominique, Corinne, Sal, Lucille, and Alyssa, gasp* ♪…DEAD EYE!♪

Citizens of DuPont Gulch/Zia: ♪Dead Eye!♪

Dead Eye Armbruster: That's me! Dead Eye Armbruster!

Jacquet: Who?...

Melanie: We just sang a whole song about him!

—

Isaiah: I don't know how it could get any worse. *Zia and Alexander fall right in front of them*

Zia: Hi, guys! I'm back in the nick of time!

Alexander: We're heroes!

Isaiah: You're morons!

Marquel: It's too late. Armbruster’s taken everything!

Zia: But it's only 11:55. The final showdown always takes place at high noon.

Rochelle: Well, I guess the early bird gets the worm.

Sal: And all our clothes.

Alyssa: And our money!

Zia: You can't give up! Before I came here, I would've given up, too. But in the short 20 minutes I've known you, I've come to love DuPont Gulch.

Isaiah: Could you get to the point? We're freezing!

—

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #incorrect quote #mlb incorrect quotes #mlb oc #mlb ocs #spongebob squarepants #incorrect quotes #SpongeBob

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love is not enough | chapter eleven

The storm raged outside of the airport as he huddled down in the corner in the second room of the cellar. At least he wasn’t alone there in the room as the two girls hunkered down on either side of him, and the rest of the people in that particular wing of the airport joined them. Jay kept her arm around his waist as if she was holding a little teddy bear with a soft slim tummy. He shivered from the feeling of her fingers on the bottom of his chest, and she ran her fingertips up to his collar bones. The taro root broach at the crown of her head lingered right in front of his face: the look of escape to Hawai’i on the back of a secret brigade, and there was something about it that seemed all too elusive to him.

Q reached up to touch his face, and she planted her lips on the side under his jaw. He cracked a smile at the feeling. She moved her lips down onto the side of his neck, onto the smooth healthy skin there.

“Mmm, so warm,” she said right in his ear.

“Are we all warm and healthy?” Jay teased.

“Yes, we are,” Q retorted as the distant wail of the tornado sirens permeated the safety of the cellar under the airport. The three of them stayed nestled down in the corner without a worry, however. Then again, he thought about what Jay had told him about her keeping her profession hidden away from her parents, and if the tornado bore down on their heads, then they would have to know about these things at some point in the future.

“Let me kiss you,” Jay begged right into his ear.

“Kiss me—and don’t ever stop kissing me, either,” he pleaded as she ran her hand underneath the bottom of his shirt to feel his soft skin there. Her lips swiped the side of his neck and face, to the point each and every one sent a chill down his spine. The storm outside made no difference to him whatsoever at that point as the two of them indulged in him and bathed him in disaster kisses.

“Excuse me, Miss?”

Jay raised her head for a look outside the doorway off to the right of them: a man shone a bright light into their faces, to which she shielded her eyes with the back of her hand at the sight of it.

“Me?” she called out.

“Yeah, you. Could you come here for a second?”

“What’s going on?” Jay asked as she climbed to her feet and ducked on over there to meet up with the man. Darkness swept over the corner there as Q’s fingers crept up his chest: shadows surrounded them, and thus, the rest of the people in there were unable to see them. He could feel the old man next to them, even though he knew there was about a whole foot of clearance between the two of them.

“Please don’t tell Jay this,” he began in a near whisper right into her face.

“Go ahead. Your secret is safe with me.”

“I… well, I don’t know if we’re still a thing but I had girlfriend before we went out on tour. I don’t know if things are still intact because we had an argument before I left and I forgot yesterday was her birthday as well.”

Q caressed the side of his face, and she brought her hand down to the side of his neck and onto his collar bone.

“I guess I really am a lonely bastard,” he confessed in a loud enough voice for her to hear over the winds. It almost sounded as if a freight train was headed right their way as the supercell matured and thrust hailstones as well as a tornado down onto the flat land outside of the airport.

“Do you love her?”

“I don’t really know if I do,” he confessed. “I mean, she’s comforted me during some hard moments in the past, but we don’t live together, and sometimes I’ll catch her talking about me in a way that makes me wonder if she actually loves me at all.”

“So, that’s why you’re so open to me and Jay,” Q followed along.

“Pretty much, yeah,” he replied as he ran his fingers through his dark curls. “I need a release every now and again. I have an itch I can’t really scratch, either. You know, you girls are my first time.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah.”

“You’re… a virgin.”

“Yeah.” He swallowed: through the shadows, he could see the bemused expression on her face.

“Why didn’t you tell us?”

“I didn’t think you would believe me,” he confessed. “I’ve literally been lying to the two of you this whole time.”

Silence from her, silence save for the deafening wall of noise that choked the airport. Jay was in the other room with the man, and yet neither of them seemed all that worried, however.

“Huh,” Q said right then, even in the face of the violent storm outside.

He stopped. “Huh?”

Q shifted her weight next to him.

“Wait, you’re not upset?” he asked her.

“No, just… confused is all,” Q confessed. “Usually when people are truly in love—like they love their husband, wife, boyfriend, girlfriend, whoever—they talk about them often. I literally had no clue you had a relationship, and I never would have guessed you had a happy and good one, either. I say this because we’ve had clients who came from supposedly happy relationships and they talked about their spouse all the time.”

“And you didn’t stop?” He sounded horrified.

“There was one time I did and it was because he came to terms that he would rather be with his wife instead of me. In that sense, I acted as marriage counselor of sorts.”

Shadows waved about in front of them as the old man and most of the people in there filed out of the room and into the next one.

“What’s happening?” he demanded.

“I don’t know—” He tried to climb to his feet but he instead fell onto his side there in the stone floor.

“Suck my dick,” he blurted out, and Q landed right on top of him. Her smell filled his nose and her body slithered on top of his like that if a serpent. He gasped from the feeling of her there as she pinned him down in the instance of the tornado destroying that part of the cellar.

“I will do no such thing,” she said right into his ear. “Especially not for you.”

He could feel her shuffling about on top of him. Then he was met by the moist feeling of her lips right in front of her.

“Eat up, big boy.” Her voice carried back to him from under her body. “Eat it.”

“Now?!” he demanded.

“Yes! Eat it like it’s the last thing you’re ever going to eat in your life!”

He coughed and gasped from the feeling her knee on his chest. He gripped onto her knee, and her legs slid off his chest onto the floor: he literally had a face full of her wet lips, which beckoned to be even wetter in the face of danger around them,

“Cheating on your girlfriend with two prostitutes?” she called back to him. “Yeah. Eat it. Eat it, or I will make you eat it.”

He coughed but he never did put his tongue out for her,

“Love is obviously not enough for you, so eat it.”

He leaned his head back. He was too tired, and things were far too intense all around them.

Then he felt her take a seat on his chest with her legs wide open right in front of his face.

“That’s it. I’m gonna make you eat it.”

Q held onto the top of his head and tugged it forward. His nose knocked right into her crotch, and he missed her lips by a hair.

“I want your head up,” she commanded.

He couldn’t hardly breathe, but his tongue slithered down until he found that little nub of nerves. The taste of sex in the face of death itself.

Q then held onto his dick with one hand. She flicked the tip of his nose with the other.

“Ow,” he complained.

“Don’t,” she commanded. He could feel her fingers down in the hole: her index and middle fingers slid around the rim of his dick to get him moving. He wondered what she meant by the word “don’t” as he slipped his tongue into her lips for a taste there. Something wet and juicy while surrounded by cold, heavy stone and raging winds: meanwhile, she moved her fingers out from the tip of his dick and onto the sides. She poked and stroked him until he could feel himself firming up from those touches.

The noise was too much to bear as she slid down his chest.

“Don’t you fucking dare come, you filthy bastard,” she breathed right into his lips: her breath caressed over him as if it rode on the back of a gentle breeze rather than a torrential hailstorm and powerful tornado.

He could feel her legs press onto the sides of his body as the floor shook.

“Don’t you dare come.”

“I can’t—” he begged. “I can’t, I can’t, I can’t…”

“You can, and you fucking will,” Q snarled right into his ear. She kept her knees down on the floor on either side of his hips. She bore down on top of him as if she was riding her horse through the Plains. She held onto his chest to steady herself; he breathed harder as she gyrated hard on top of him.

Before he could let loose, however, she lifted up which in turn stopped him right in his tracks. He let out a low grunt, especially when she reached for his dick again, that time to stick her finger in there to stop him all the way. Once his breathing slowed, she took her seat again and did it again.

A third time. A fourth time. By the fifth time, he swore his chest was about to burst from breathing in the swampy air there in the basement, and breathing so hard as well.

“Stop—stop—please, I beg you! Let me come!”

“I’m gonna ravage you like the fucking tornado, you dirty dog, you,” she quipped. The building shook against the winds, and she shook against his body. He steadied himself on the hard concrete floor underneath them, to which he pinched his eyes shut and breathed harder as she bore down harder on top of him. Her lips were as slippery as the bottom of a bathtub and his full dick felt even wetter.

He opened his eyes right as she leaned into his face with her tongue out and her eyes aflame for the feeling. The feeling of him.

“Scream, dammit,” she shouted over the roar of the winds.

“Nah—” He could scarcely speak.

“Scream!”

His orgasm was right there, and too much to bear on top of it. That feeling of wanting to release and wanting to let go, something he could never do in a relationship. He pinched his eyes shut and shrieked at the top of his lungs as Q bore down hard on him against the violent, roaring winds and the tornado approaching closer and closer. The noise outside drowned him out, and no one would hear a single thing from that room.

He came with such a great load, but he had missed her as he couldn’t feel her on top of his dick once he let loose.

“Oh, god… oh, god…”

She leaned forward and kissed him on the full tip of his nose.

“Feel better?” she asked him right into his ear. The noise around the room died down and the floor stopped shaking so hard. He breathed hard and heavily, as if he had just run a mile, and Q kept herself squatted down next to him, and he knew it was to ensure that he was okay.

The tornado had ripped through the place but it went away within a matter of seconds: the hail gave way to straight up rain outside of the airport. Delirious, he lifted his head to see Q next to him, but he was met with two silhouettes instead.

“What happened to him?” Jay’s voice filled his ears.

“I got him good,” Q declared with pride, and Jay raised a hand for a high five from her.

“We should get caught up in storms more often,” she decreed with an adjusting of her hat.

“I think there might be one hitting New York right now, Jay,” Q declared with glee.

“Oh, god,” he sputtered. But the two girls reached down and lifted him off the floor; they leaned him against the wall. In the dim light, he could see that Q had left a bright red mark on the side of his sopping wet dick. It was what he deserved, especially when she whispered something into Jay’s ear, and Jay herself leaned over for a little nibble on his neck.

“Ow, what’s that for?”

“For lying to us about having a girlfriend,” she said with a straight face. She gave him another bite.

“Ow! What about that?”

“For trying to get Q to keep a secret from me.” A third bite, that time on the base of his neck, right where his collar bones met up.

“Ow! And what was that for?”

“To make sure you’re still paying attention. We’re going to have to mosey on out of here and into a shelter of some sort until we can leave, after all.”

#love is not enough #love is not enough fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction #chapter 11 #alex skolnick #testament fanfic #testament #testament band #smut #smut warning #smut and angst #revenge era #also on ao3 #writing #text

[rightpastnowhere]

📓📓📓📓📓 FIVE PLS

this feels like that bit in animated shows where the teacher drops like a stack of books on the student's desk, you know what i'm talking about ??? maybe ?????? anyways

TIME FOR 5 FIC IDEAS I GUESS

send me a book emoji and i'll tell you a fic idea that i have thought about but haven't written anything for yet

1. okay so. stupid one first - tangled au. like the disney film. percy as rapunzel, which means that, yes, he has beautiful long and flowing hair. the flower is still some sorta sun flower, which makes sense with the de rolos being connected to pelor, but it makes his hair white instead of golden. delilah as mother gothel, who steals baby percy away from the de rolos, and is trying to use his magic hair to bring back sylas, as well as to keep herself young. vex & vax collectively as flynn ryder, the thieves who split from their band after a heist gone wrong and kind of fuck up a lot. (percy is initially attracted to both of them, but only falls in love with vex.) the rest of VM are the hooligans at the snuggly duckling. trinket is maximus. also?? you know the scene where flynn cuts rapunzel's hair??? same thing happens here, and it fades to the soft brown that matches his family.

2. kind of tentative about posting this one, since i do hope to write it, but maybe manifesting a little of it into the world will motivate me more to write it. so! i'll give you a little sneak peek. the bare bones of it is a modern au where percy and vex, newly engaged, have to deal with the sudden and unexplained fire that burns down percy's family's home, as well as some other things happening behind the scenes. it's a mix of a big hurt/comfort fic and a mystery fic, with a focus on percy learning to navigate non-rich boy life while he stays in vex & vax's apartment. i'm unsure on what happened to the rest of the de rolos as of right now, but i'm workshopping it!! anyway unlike the rest of the ideas on this list, this one is still something i'm holding onto, so pls don't steal it if you see this

3. i had this idea based on one of the cr q&a's from a while back, and i actually think this one might be right up your alley, aich: what if cass actually managed to slip away from the castle when the briarwoods attacked, and stayed in whitestone to lead the rebellion? it changes so much about canon - percy would likely meet her much sooner into the whitestone arc, he wouldn't have her name on the list, and the rebellion might actually have made more progress. i admit that i haven't watched much of the briarwood arc of the campaign, so i don't know the minor details surrounding cass' involvement, but it might be fun to play with!! i also have no idea if someone else has done this lol

4. this is an au i've spitballed with my friend to a point of pretty decent development, but i also know it would be a long fic, and i SUCK at writing long fics, or completing them if i do write them, so i'm tossing it into the crowds!!! for your consideration: siren vex. she and vax are both sirens, and they usually go after pirates (the like, nasty ones) or trade ships or military ships. vex specifically likes to go after the extravagant fancy rich people, luring private boats or larger ships to crash on the rocks. she's only had one exception so far, and that was this sad rich boy who was running away from harm - he all but collapsed into her arms sobbing after his boat had been wrecked, and she sees it's a dingy little escape boat, and this man is so pathetic she almost feels bad. this, by the way, is tary, and he eventually gets a lil shack by the shore, and becomes her gay human best friend and he hangs out on the rocks all the time.

the SECOND time she spares a sad lil rich boy's life is when she sees this beat up lifeboat, and sitting in it is the most haggard man she's ever seen. she was initially drawn to the crest on the boat (half-scrubbed away, unable to be tied to a name, but she's familiar with the style of the engravings), and then she noticed that the finely-made clothes are all but water-laden rags now, and the man looks like she hasn't eaten in days. she lures him over to the rocks if only so he won't drift out into the open seas, full of creatures that hunt and sirens who are much less merciful (all sirens are much less merciful, really; she's the outlier here), and hauls him up to a rock while he's in a trance so she can look at him. she calls to tary for him to help, and together they help the man - whose name they learn is "percy" - to get back on his feet. he moves in with tary, and becomes fast friends with the two (and vax as well), and it's all fine and dandy until they realize why he was out to sea with nothing but the clothes on his back: he's being hunted, and the hunters - the briarwoods - have just arrived in the nearby town, and are asking after a man named percival de rolo.

this au was initally inspired by art of mermaid!vex by @burr-ell (here's the art!!) and i would LOVE if someone wrote this, i'm happy to throw more ideas at people for it if they like!!

5. AND since you're also a fan of wanda maximoff, have one of my ideas from my marvel phase! this was an idea i cooked up for AU-gust 2021 but never ended up writing (in fact, i only ended up writing one prompt, whoopsie), and it's essentially a doomsday fic. the world is ending by meteor, the bunkers are full, and both wanda and vision have no place to go. neither has any family to speak of - wanda's parents died young, her brother in a car crash recently, and vision's adopted mother passed earlier that year - so they're some of the only people spending their last minutes outside, in the park, just looking at the sky. (it's a morbid picture.) they just... sit on a park bench and talk, getting to know each other, having a nice and normal conversation. it feels like any other day, for a few hours. i was thinking of a little parallel to tie the ending to earlier in the fic - maybe one of them mentioning they didn't have any regrets as an early icebreaker, except now they both regret they hadn't met each other sooner. not necessarily romantic, although knowing me i would have hinted at it, lol

if anyone wants to use any of these as prompts for writing (except number 2 of course) please feel free!!! and please tag me so i can read it, i'm trying to manifest these ideas lol

#GOD THAT'S A LOT #i struggled a bit cause i don't want to admit that i won't write any of these fics #it feels like abandoning my babies #more than i've already abandoned them lol #percival de rolo #vex’ahlia #perc’ahlia #cassandra de rolo #wanda maximoff #vision #scarletvision #kinda ig #taryon darrington #he's only there for a minute but he's there !!! #critical role #vox machina #marvel #mcu #essayofthoughts #ask meme

[mudwingprince]

im basically a zombie at this point due to literally two horror podcasts so uh

why not get tumblr to help me figure out which animatic to make

tumblr pls help

i have more info on them here

#poll #animatic

[ghcstlyhearts]

CHARACTER BASICS

Full Name: Christian Silvestre

Nickname: Kit, Chrissy (Only by Kai)

Age: 31

Gender: Cis Man

Pronouns: He & Him

Ethnicity: Spanish & N/A

Nationality: Spanish

Education: Private tutors, not that he paid much attention.

Occupation: Lifeguard & Co-owner of Skulls & Barbells

Hometown: The Ocean

Current location: Ashborne City ( however he juggles his time here, or aboard the Estrella )

Species: Hybrid (Human/Siren)

Written Aesthetics: messy sheets and an unmade bed, hand-knitted sweaters, taking a punch with a grin & finger guns accompanied by a wink.

trigger warnings:

CHARACTER APPEARANCE 

Face Claim: Casey Deidrick

Height: 6'5"

Hair Colour: Dark brown

Eye Colour: Hazel

Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous

Distinguishing Features: A scar across his left brow from walking into part of the ship - constantly giving him a slit in his brow, a charming smile, several tattoos, an ear peircing in his right ear accompanied by an ear cuff.

SUPERNATURAL EXTRAS 

Abilities: enchanced swimmer & nagivator, bioluminescence, marine telepathy & empathy. // weaknesses: emotional vulnerability, magical boundaries & emotional ties to the ocean.

Have you always been aware of your abilities?: No, I was unaware of them at first, our father hiding them from us. It wasn't until I realised that mentally talking to fish was unusual, that I realised I wasn't entirely human.

Favorite Magical Items:  An enchanted compass, spelled by a witch with a locator spell that it would always point in the direction of where his sister was, so that he can always find his way back to her after being separated for so long.

What supernatural creature is your character most scared of?: He's not really scared of any of them, honestly. Mostly curious, and maybe a slight bit wary.

Who or what would they die for? His twin, his crew, what he believes is right.

Does your character fight or flee? He's more of a plotter. He lurks in the background, planning the best form of attack and then fights, and due to his usual nature, he's often underestimated.

PERSONALITY

Positive Traits: Whimsical, Charming & Enthusiastic.

Negative Traits: Absent-Minded, Fickle & Resentful.

Neutral Traits: Active, Cunning & Adaptive.

Goals/desires: To protect his sister and their crew, uncover more about his heritage & overall, be happy and content.

Fears: His father returning, loosing Kai again, never finding his true love, not being taken seriously.

Hobbies: Knitting, karaoke (though he's terrible at it), teaching yoga to kids, swimming, dancing & working out.

Habits: Fiddling with things when he's nervous, raising his eyebrows, shooting finger guns at people, flirting with people he probably shouldn't.

CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT Q’S

QUESTION ONE: were you born on the island, if so, what kind of curiosities do you have about the world beyond? if you weren’t, what do you miss about the world outside veritas isles?  "No, but apparently my mother might have been. However, as much as I've tried to dig into her, I can't seem to find anything. If she was here, it's like she was erased completely."

QUESTION TWO: what is your favorite part about the island?  "Learning about all the other creatures, and meeting so many new people. As much as I love my crew, I'm intrigued by everyone I meet."

QUESTION THREE: if your character is supernatural, do they fear humans? if human, do they fear the supernatural?  "I don't really fear them, as such, but I am wary of them. Though I've had a few... encounters of a certain kind with a fair few and they've not done me harm so far."

QUESTION FOUR: share a fun headcanon or fact about your character! this doesn’t have to be long, just something to introduce us to your character!  He was once given a choice to run away from the life of a pirate, from the horrible reign of his father by his first love. However, he realised that in doing so, he would be abandoning his sister, and that he would be homesick for the ocean. So, he left them, as much as it broke his heart to do so. He hasn't seen them since.

ADDITIONAL INFORMATION 

BIO | PLAYLIST | PINTEREST

WANTED CONNECTIONS

His first love - they were probably late teens/young adults, and it was shortly before he overthrew his father. They were on land for a bit, and he fell for them, but when they asked him to run away with them, he ultimately declined, not wanting to abandon his twin. He hasn't seen them since.

His crew - BRING US PIRATES PLS

Best Friend (Pirate Edition) - possibly his right hand person, the person on the ship that he cares for and trusts most besides his sister.

Best Friend (Island Edition) - Since coming to the Isle 8 years ago, the two are practically inseparable, he adores them to pieces, and considers them his best friend (aside from those in his crew, of course)

Various Friends, he's a friendly dude

Hook ups - Boy loves to sleep around, not entirely prone to one night stands as he's more likely to keep them around until they/he gets bored.

Exes - His relationships never truly last long, for various reasons. However, if they ask him to choose between them and his twin/crew? instant relationship ender.

He also teaches pirate yoga to kids, so if anyone has children, send them to yoga

#about; christian silvestre. #task; christian silvestre. #vih.task01 #vih.intro