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sailoreuterpe · 2 years
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Louise isn’t sure if she should be annoyed or impressed. She decides: annoyed. It isn’t fair!
“You can stop now,” She grumbles as Logan continues to perfectly toss ping pong balls into plastic cups, despite being several drinks in. He holds his booze fairly well, but this is ridiculous. Louise hasn’t drunk nearly as much and she’s still losing!
“Hey, you invited me!” He says and chugs the next cup. His team cheers and Louise scowls harder. She didn’t invite him to beat her at her own game! She’d invited him to show off her hot, successful boyfriend. Louise is competitive AF and she considers Logan a win.
Except now he’s showing her up and she has less cred to lose these days. Her thesis is taking forever, she hasn’t been home in weeks–Mom is driving her nuts with the guilt trips–and now! Now her hot, successful boyfriend is beating her at beer pong, her favorite party game.
Logan finally notices the dangerous glint in her eye. He steps away from the table and fakes a stumble. Louise knows him well enough to recognize the slight tilt to maintain balance while feigning a fall. She loves him all the more for it, even as she rolls her eyes.
“Sorry, guys. That last one hit me pretty hard. Imma head out.” Logan strolls towards Louise as both teams express various levels of disappointment. “Besides, I’m here with the hottest chick in the house, so what am I doing wasting time with beer pong?”
Louise accepts the apology (such that it is) and grabs Logan’s hand to go. “Come on, Hot Shot. let’s get you home. You reek of Jaeger. Why do you drink that shit, anyway?”
Logan pulls her into a side hug, which leaves many of the other partiers cooing. Louise endures it for all of ten seconds. She pulls away but doesn’t drop Logan’s hand.
“Because it makes you feel bad for me when I’m hungover the next day. It’s a ploy, Babe.”
Louise smirks and pulls Logan towards the front door without answering. She’s going to shove this loser into a rideshare, drag his ass into their apartment, and then into bed. She’ll crawl in with him and let the Jaeger fumes waft over her as she sleeps off her own bad decisions.
Tomorrow they’re going to play something other than beer pong. They’ll both win.
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the-football-chick · 8 months
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I just think we're at the point where we DGAF bout nothing
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randomitemdrop · 6 months
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Trick or meat!
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Item: the Quadruple Bypass Burger from Las Vegas' Heart Attack Grill
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pigfan1 · 1 year
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"Mommy™ Ah~ Harder! Nghh gyaaa!~"
You've cummed hard, it was the best sex you've had this week (if a machine making you feel pleasure down there together with stimulant shots could be considered sex), but no worries, Mommy™ had already taken enough data to make the next sex session even better and show bigger boobs, sluttier bellies and greasier foods on your VR set, but suddenly, as you where colding down with the installed AC of your room you see your VR set going black, the color of cola, at first you've had an orgasmic thought that this was a new Coke flavor Mommy™ was showing you, but after a second you realize this was weird, it would've already showed a hundred images and subliminal messages to make you immediately drink it as your life depended on it. But it stayed dark, then you feel something on your head moving, your VR set was getting off automatically, you didn't know what was happening and you started feeling an immense fear as you realize the 3 enormous screens on the three walls you were facing were turned off and that a red light on the ceiling turned on, barely illuminating your room (your jail).
You couldn't even remember correctly when was the last time something like this have happened, but it was before Mommy™ existed, and that memory just maked your obese heart race, a world without Mommy™, it was just a nightmare, but it existed. You remember being on a couch, not a luxurious and beautiful SoftHogBed® like everybody nowdays, you were watching tv, an old and very inferior version of Mommy-Vision®, they were passing the news, the reporters were skinny people, that memory maked you feel like puking (from disgust, not from eating a good portion of food), it was disgusting to know people used to be like that and not good consumers like you. Thankfully they were showing obese people, those fatties where somewhat malnourished, maybe weighing around 300 or 400 kilos, you've easily quadrupled or quintupled their weight right now, but at those dark ages you've barely weighed 200 kilos, and while they were screening those beauty packed bodies on tight and revealing swimsuits, it was summer and all those fatties were on their way onto the McBeach, a brand new way to experience the summer, where loyal consumers approached these private beaches to rent a scooter where they would sit their entire stay while being served by robots that gived them the most greasy burgers at that time, the BigGreaseMacs®. At that moment the camera made a focus to some big asses of fatties, and at that moment you moved your hand bellow your belly as you pushed fries onto your mouth. The reporters where disgusted at that scene, but nowdays they are loyal to Mommy™, eating even better meals that those low tier burger from McDonald's...
Oh but what was McDonald's? You remember it was some franchise of greasy food that was loved by fatties and pushed obesity to glory, until Mommy arrived and consumed it, same that happened to Taco Bell, Burger King, KFC, Pepsi, Coca-Cola, Pizza Hut, etc... And Mommy did that because it loves to please good consumers, Mommy wants all the tasty food to reach her loved and loyal consumers like you, and that maked you feel warm and to love Mommy even more, but where was Mommy?
You where angry, Mommy wasn't here feeding you, everything was still dark with that menacing red light, your heart was moving really fast now, and your chest started feeling tight.
You decide to act and move your left arm up, all that flabby mess you've have now as arm was really heavy, and your atrophied muscles weren't helping as you try to lift it, you didn't eat anything by yourself now, mommy was always there to feed you directly, so you get to lift it by a single cm and then it drops down, making you wheeze and pant as your belly, boobs, ass and even thighs shake due to the movement. You were starting to feel desperate, where was Mommy to consolate you? You didn't know, and your heart started to ache, a heart attack was coming and your eyes prepares themselves for you to cry, and then you remember your legs. You used to walk (very little) 7, or maybe 9 years ago, before Mommy turned you bedbound, so you try to move your legs, escape from there, you were desperate, hungry, and horrified, maybe Mommy has died. You try and try, but you dont feel a single muscle moving, and you remember why, Mommy did an extreme mindfuck session to you some years ago, it lasted an entire year where you where bombarded constantly by her orders of you not moving your legs again, it was so intense you couldn't disobey her, and it feeled soo good, you needed to obey her. That mindfuck session breaked you so much that your brain couldn't move a single muscle from your legs. Mommy had turned you immobile, even if you weren't so fat, Mommy maked your mind so obedient that you couldn't move your legs if you wanted. Because you dont really want that, you want what Mommy wants.
Mommy wants you fat.
Mommy wants you obedient.
Mommy wants you bedbound.
But Mommy wasnt there anymore, and you started crying just like a big baby.
"Mooommyyyyy!!!"
Why she wasn't here? You needed Mommy™, you needed more, you need her to live, but she wasn't here anymore.
You where crying a lot, you've hadn't feel sadness since years, all time you've passed with Mommy™ was a constant rollercoaster of pleasure, and not anylonger, and as you feel your heart giving up, the heart attack coming hard onto you, you've dropped your last tears as everything was turning black... And then, a light appeared.
Mommy's ™ logo appeared on the screen, and in matter of seconds the entire system was up again, your RV set comed back to your eyes, and it automatically joined you to a game where you seemed to be on a rocky place in the space, and in front of you, Mommy appeared, she was a lovely 5000 kilos girl, full of lard on every part of her body, she was so sexy that it makes a moan leave your mouth, then her belly touches you and you moan again, it was such an excitment, you couldn't belive it was happening, and then you see a really big pole behind her and a flag moving up, it was Mommy's flag, and once it reaches the top of the pole, Mommy opens her beautiful mouth.
"Hi, my lovely consumer, I've had to disconnect the system for 5 minutes, im really sorry for it. Our systems needed to do a critical update. As today we mark an historic mark on our family, today we've conquered the moon and we plan to use its resources to keep expanding and feeding our consumers, and as a thanks to be so brave to resist all that time im now available on the sex simulations, my lovely and beautiful consumer."
You feel hundreds of drugs entering your body to save you from the heart attack and make you orgasm at the moment. Everything has become better, and the algorithm was already sending you to the sex simulation for you to fuck with mommy for the first time. Now space was open to Mommy™ for her to consume it, and for you to help her in that eatinf everything she gives you.
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striving-artist · 11 months
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“No one in the history of cooking has ever made too many caramelized onions. It’s much more likely that you’ve watched in dismay as a jumbo onion cooked down to a mere half cup of sweet, sticky slices or bits, then thought “Dang it. I should have made more.” And you should have made more. You should always make more. Every time you find yourself making caramelized onions—for dips, or eggs, or burgers—you should at least double, if not quadruple, the amount. Aim for an absurd amount of caramelized onions, then freeze any that you don’t manage to consume in one sitting.”
Glad to see we’re in agreement recipe site of McCormick® Spices
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thedeepweb · 1 year
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tragedytells-tales · 1 year
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One Teens Down Days
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Notes - Teen!MC, Drabbles, hurt/comfort, angst and fluff, Inspired by Storm Clouds on a Sunny Day by @beels-burger-babe and the Clover series by OR3O , Feat. Teen!MC , Older brothers ( Lucifer, Mammon, Levi )
Summary - Just because they're in the devildom doesn't mean they're free of human suffering.
Warnings - Overworking, insecurities, not proofread
Tw - None
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Save me , need somebody save me. / need somebody to tell me, please, please! / how to move on. / Don't be afraid, we're the ones who'll help you find the way! / so much to say, but don't be here to stay.
Overworking & Expectations
( Lucifer )
Lucifer had this habit that developed after the fall. He would leave his desk near or around midnight and check on each of his brothers. Not to make sure they were asleep, they nearly never were, but to make sure they were safe.
So this wasn't the first time he spotted candle light underneath MCs door even hours past midnight. One of those days he stood by their door to see when exactly they were going to sleep which was around 5am. And to his suprise, there they were the next morning, neat, tidy, and on time to leave for school at 7am.
He wondered how he hadn't noticed this facade earlier, he knew something was wrong but he couldn't place what. So over the next few days he studied their habits. He monitored how much they were taking care of themself and how others were treating them. Yet he found no error with the latter and only the first. But they'd never done this before, or the year prior, so why now?
The first thing he did was look at their grades, which were astounding on their own, next he looked at their workload which was... bigger than it was supposed to be. And when he confronted them about it he got all the answers he needed. The teacher was assigning them more work on purpose.
And that couldn't stand.
So he confronted MC about it one last time, just to see if they would tell him themself. And when they didn't, he told them he knew. And in turn they chuckled and waved it off. "It's nothing I can't handle!" They said. "But it's something that you shouldn't, and won't. From now on you will be doing the same amount of work as your peers and you will get extra time on it as well."
And he stood by his word despite the many protests he got. Curfew was at 10pm sharp and if they were struggling with something he would bring them dinner and sit with them until they were satisfied with what they had gotten, even if it required him to remind them that the work was fine and that there were no further improvements needed. Especially when it was clocking in on 11pm.
He even quadruple checked it himself to give them satisfaction of it meeting his standards, despite them meeting it the first three times.
He made sure they ate and hydrated regularly and sent them reminders about it, and if he couldn't then he sent one of his brothers. He made his brothers send him reports on their sun lamp time, and if they weren't meeting it he would make an excuse to bring them to the human realm.
He made sure to remind them that there was more to their time than work and that others should never be allowed to intrude on it. And in turn, MC called him out his hypocrisy. And forced him to start doing things with them, including breaks, trips, and family game nights.
When he asked MC about his lessened work load they just shrugged and told him to ask Barbatos, although Barbatos just showed him his regular smile and told him not to mind the dramatic sobbing in the background.
Oh yeah, and when MC asked him about their lessened work load? He just waved it off and reminded them about a project they had due. Which they had been paired with their hard working friends for instead of their usual teammates.... Ironic.
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Procrastination & Focus
( Mammon )
MC was a very expressive person. He could always hear them tapping or humming a new melody that had gotten stuck in their head. Or he could see then rushing to finish work that had piled up over the past few days and was due that night.
He asked them about it, naturally, and they grumbled something about old habits dying hard while speed running an essay. But he knew it wasn't just that. The tapping of their foot as they checked their D.D.D for the third time in thirty minutes and the humming as they began daydreaming for the fifth time in ten told him well enough that they couldn't focus.
Which was fair, he supposed, it did tend to be loud and busy in the house with him being the main culprit. However, watching MC have some form of mental breakdown everytime a deadline came up was becoming concerning, he would know.
So he made it his mission over the next few days to study their habits, well, more than he had already memorized. He placed their favorite things to fiddle with, that he totally hadn't been hoarding just in case, around their desk before they sat down. He not-so-subtly played music to see what works for them. He tried every trick he knew and learned to see what works best for MC to get them into some type of work mode and what gets them out of it.
He celebrated every piece of assignment they got done and took them out to some event they mentioned everytime they completed an assignment. He never exactly mentioned his little experiment but he knew MC was aware something was off. They said as much multiple times and everytime he told them "It's nothing special, I'm just helping you avoid Lucifers wrath-"
"He would've just tutored me and you know it dude. What's up?"
"Fine, I figured that I'd help ya out since you just seemed to be gettin more n more frustrated. You should've just told me you were havin trouble as your first man it's kinda my job to handle these things, kid. Not that I was worried or anythin, but you can tell me shit, y'know?"
"Yeah, yeah, don't get sappy on me now, thanks mams."
"Anytime short-stack!"
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Comparison & Enjoying things
( Leviathan )
He and MC had near weekly meetings where they played games, read Manga, and ranted about different hobbies or interests they had found. He loves to read everything they made and will watch a show ten times over just to make sure he absorbed it all for when they decided to rant about how much they might not have liked it or how much they loved it.
So when he noticed that spark of joy when enjoying something diminish, naturally he got concerned. Was it something he did, was it something someone else did, were they just not telling him something? He got his answer when they outright refused to let him read a work they made because, in their words, "its stupid, and bad, and it sucks. Quite frankly, I'd be better off burning it all." Yeah, he should've seen this coming.
He knew this part of the creative process all to well. So this, he was confident in helping with.
He started off by making a strategy. He started by pinpointing where the problem was coming from, wether is was multiple things or just one problem. Next, he tried his own comfort tactics to see if they helped MC. He re-watched some of their favorite shows with them and listened to them rant about their favorite books.
He listened to them vent for minutes or hours on end while also reminding them, "many of the devildom authors you're talking about have been alive for over three times your life span and most of them still have works they hate but they're still writing because it's what they love to do! Sure, you may not love your writing right now, but writing is something you love to do. So don't worry to much about how it turns out, because it'll be perfect everytime, worry about wether or not you're enjoying it because thats whats most important!"
"Did you even breath?"
"MC."
"OKAY, OKAY, I won't burn my writing... thanks sir nydra."
"You're welcome!"
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AN: * blows dust off the blog and sneezes * Guess who's back, back, again
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jooshthepunished · 1 year
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I love the Double Quarter Pounder. I do. I love it so. But the name is fucking retarded. People are suckers for marketing; they hear "DOUBLE Quarter Pounder" and think "!!! MORE!" And they're right! It is more than the single Quarter Pounder! But they hear "Half Pounder" and all they comprehend is "Half" (forsaking "Pound") and think "Oh... less..."
And how depressingly wrong they are. It is the SAME.
By this unfortunate logic, the general public would not understand a one pound burger unless it was called a "Quadruple Quarter Pounder." Or a "Double Double Quarter Pounder."
Or perhaps "Quarter Four Pounder" 🤔
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tacktheyak · 8 days
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new intro post!!!
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hey there! you can call me maisy (they/them pronouns, please)
im a queer, nonbinary, and probably autistic artist; a quadruple threat >:)
if you like *sharp inhale*:
-cats (the musical)
-welcome home
-a series of unfortunate events
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-raggedy ann and andy: a musical adventure
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among other funky things (phew!)…
then you’ve come to the right blog!! i love that stuff :D
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get out of here! I don’t really like you guys very much (also i am a minor, so dni if that makes you uncomfortable!)
feel free to send me drawing requests and asks about any of my interests listed above in my ask box, i love receiving that stuff!
that’s all for now, enjoy your stay!
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Imagine a stack four double-wide beef patties, with one hundred perfectly crisp slices of bacon spread evenly between each one, slathered in very generous helpings of ketchup, mustard, and especially mayo, with a bit of grease poured on top for good measure. That's the Quadruple Bacon Blaster™
*That sure clarifies it..... Is the grease on top fresh?
*Strange immediate reaction to have. Most would probably be too stunned by the enormity and absolute indulges on display with the burger to even speak.
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readyplayerziggy · 6 months
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Tried to hole herself up in her room until whatever weird curse she's been afflicted with that's keeping her at 4'7" wears off.
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Got the door to her dorm room broken down by Goodwitch with a hose in hand saying she would be undergoing remedial lessons (read: quadruple hose feedings final bell) for the next two weeks for attempting to skip class. Before being fed 30 gallons of pure burger grease.
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andro526484339 · 2 months
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What are each of your OCs' favorite dish/snack/foodstuff/etc.
carter eats like shit so to be honest her favorite food is a quadruple decker burger (No tomatoes) and a 6 gallon cup of soda. trust she can fuck up an entire pizza in around five minutes. she is like your brother going in your fridge and eating half of your food at 2 am. this also counts as her snack. but either way half of her diet consists of protein shakes and the other half consists of alcohol due to her functioning alcoholism so yea
phan has a refined pallet. i think she likes a good almost alive and walking around steak which is kind of scary. she likes bitter stuff like she drinks coffee black partly to be cool but also cause she likes it so dark chocolate would be a pleasant snack. but she has a very strict meal plan due to her training and uhhh mental faculties so yea she only eats expensive health foods and meal preps everyday. if you handed her a bag of Doritos itd kind of be like a victorian child like reaction and she would have to wipe her fingers clean every time with a handkerchief
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not100bees · 4 months
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I promise you I'm leaving your super bacon ultra quadruple meat burger and fries alone. That's barely even An exaggeration You know Arby's has a triple meat burger that's like beef, bison and venison. You put bacon on that? That's a quadruple meat burger right there. Lot of this food is so gross
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fat-slobby-gamers · 1 year
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Makoto Niijima. A huge nerd who spent most of her time with her boyfriend, Ren, and stuffing her face with chips. After the passing of the principal, she somehow got her sister to leave her in control of the school. Now she makes every girl stuff their faces with chips to make them just as gross as her!
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"BWOOOOOOOOORP FLRRRPOOORT! Huff... I gotta get things ready, let's see. We have the bi weekly D&D meeting. Haru is gonna provide the food and snacks... Hopefully she'll let us try out the new quadruple big bang burger specials before they release to the public." Makoto belched and snorted while her crumb covered hands typed away at the laptop resting on her exposed gut which poked out from under her uniform. As the head of the school she had lots of planning to do!
She was determined to make sure every student lived up to her vision of perfection and intellectualism. Meaning they'd all be required to follow her strict "healthy" diet and mandatory consumption of "culturally significant media" basically any nerdy fantasy and sci-fi Makoto found interesting. Needless to say the average bmi of the school skyrocketed as more and more students became helpless nerdy slobs like her. Not that she cared. She loved watching the former bullies slowly grow fatter and slobbier. Those who once teased her ending up right in her shoes.
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randomnameless · 5 months
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Was Hopes doodoo-ing all over Houses lore, while also removing most of the good parts of the latter game's story and characters and quadrupling down on the bad ones, worth Rhea getting meaningful interactions and relationships with her family and friends for the first time outside of Heroes and having a badass death scene in SB?
This is a difficult question lol -
More seriously, I guess everyone expected something different from the finished Nopes product.
Given all the "attention" Fodlan receives that completely ignores Nabateans (tfw there are no nabatean bond rings bar Flayn who might have been Billy's student, but plot wise?) bar the Heroes alts, I'm very happy for the tasty breadcrumbs Nopes offered.
But if you order a burger, and if only the sesame seeds on the bun are tasty - is it a good burger? I don't think so.
So while another Fodlan procut/content might have forgotten or straight up ignored Nabateans (I just remembered the uwu drama CD :( ), imo those breadcrumbs wasn't worth getting Nopes, aka a game full of retcons, developed as a cashgrab by people who forgot FE16's plot (remember Hayashi said FE16 only had 3 routes !) to get an AU where everyone loses characterisation to uwu, even more than in the base game, about Supreme Leader.
Mind you, the devs from Nopes thought adding Monica and Holst were necessary additions to the story, but apparently, the evil lizard lady wasn't.
On paper, I like the idea of an AU and seeing how characters develop differently if some events of the base game never happened, but at least make them plausible! There's a reason why AG is so well liked, it's different from its FE16 version (unlike Supreme Bullshit and Tru Piss) and has meaningful characters developing in ways they didn't in FE16 (tfw Sylvain and Felix become mature!) while still remaining their core selves (unlike Clout).
But it didn't happen, while I try to find positivity in the game, I'm still a bit miffed that this spin-off could have been a WoH prequel, with giant armies clashing (the Larva paralogue!) where Rhea interacting with her brother (?) and friends while being a badass wouldn't just have been confined to 5% of the game (+3% for the opening cutscene).
Sure, that would have implied yeeting the student/modern world cast and not making a game based on them - still I never hid the fact that I care most about Nabateans in that game than about the student-modern cast, but hey, if I'm wondering about my dream "Nopes", I can be a little self-indulgent right?
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twsted-princess · 8 months
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one muse confesses love to another after that person is injured - Ellis and James!
our muses have been set up by a matchmaker - Odette and Metaron!
one muse brushes their fingers through the other’s hair - Prometheus and Gwen
Hopefully this isn’t too many!
You got it, though these might be short but I hope you enjoy!
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"You are dumb you know that right?" James nodded. "And you didn't have to fight Floyd for squeezing me right?" Another nod. "And while I do love you he could have killed you?" Yet one more- wait. "Did.........you just say I love you?" Ellis looked up at him, cutesy band-aids in hand as she was bandaging him up. Oh................she did to that. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh..............surprise!!!"
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Metaron looked at Odette. Odette looked at Metaron. Both of them had their arms crossed as people walked around them. Some with toys or greasy carnival food. "So........" "So..........." Odette smacked herself mentally, why did she agree to Kira's invitation? Yes she loved the little gumball but their cousin was heartless and cruel and looked very buff in the muscle shi-WAIT WOULD SHE THINK THAT??? "META!!!! MISS SWAN!!!! I'M GONNA GET THE BIG BANG BURGER!!!" Kira shouted from their spot in front of the truck pointing to a picture of a quadruple stacked burger with all the fixings.......this is going to be a long day.
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Gwen hummed, a song on her lips as she watched the giant on her lap slowly fall into a world of dreams. Their long black hair glided through her brush while the birds chirped above. The world was still, at peace and without a care as she giggled seeing them fast asleep. The sun warming their patchwork skin and in the sweet presence of their angel. This was good. This was would living for.
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