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daz4i · 3 months

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how and why is there discourse about whether or not certain queer identities exist/if people should be allowed(???) to use them. why is "people know their own identity better than you ever could, and they're the only one who get a say on what they are" such a tough concept to grasp

i think if you find yourself offended by the label someone uses (especially if they're a stranger) or think it invalidates your own, it's a good idea to look inside yourself and question why that may be. more often than not, it's a result of insecurity or uncertainty of your own identity (or many other things, but i won't make a whole list here). whatever reason it is, until you resolve it, you shouldn't take it out on people for having an identity you don't understand

many have said it before but it's worth saying over and over. infighting only helps our oppressors. conservatives don't care if you're a cis gay or a xenogender aegosexual aplatonic lesbian, they hate all of us either way. trying to fit in by going for people who are easier targets for them isn't gonna help you, it'll just alienate you from your own community, and you're never gonna please them. the momentary rush you get from hearing you're not like "one of /those/ gay people" is not worth it and is gonna do more harm in the long run, i assure you

also, it is important to me to say this, but having some less than nice kneejerk reaction caused by confusion about an identity you don't understand doesn't mean you're a bad person or anything. as long as you aren't mean to that person, and you take a second to think smth along the lines of "wait a minute, this isn't any of my business" after having said reaction, you're good 👍 a lot of reflexive reactions we have to things are ingrained into us simply by. well. living in a society 🤡 and you're not terrible for having those thoughts. it's your actions that matter, and your second thought (the "wait, why did i just think that?") is more defining of your actual character and morals than your reflex. i know that having thoughts like this, even tho they're unwanted, can very easily make one spiral, so it's important to me that whoever needs to hear this knows this doesn't make you a bad person 🙏 you're good, keep taking actions to be good, accept other people even if you don't understand them, and you're on the right track :)

#i considered adding that last part in the tags but i figured it'll be too long for that 😭#i noticed i'm posting a lot of rants lately. sorry. but i do wanna make sure no one's actually feeling bad over them #if i complain about something that you do or call it mean and such. that doesn't make you a bad person #you can always work to change and grow 👍 it's not easy but it starts with smaller steps than you'd expect #and now i just switched to a whole other topic from my original point. oops #i do firmly believe that any discourse about someone's identity is dumb as fuck #seeing it in poll blogs always makes me 😐😬 like how is it any business for any of us. why is this up for debate #if a person says they're queer then they are. they don't need to pass some test or go through initiation to be accepted #if they feel comfortable with a certain word that's awesome. why does it matter to *you* which word they use #'they're only using this microlabel to feel special' so? is there anything wrong with that?#'this label contradicts [insert other identity that falls under the same umbrella]' ok. but does that hurt anyone in any way #a lot of identities can even be self contradictory. does it matter tho? does it affect anyone in any way?#'they might realize that label is wrong later' again. what's the harm in that.#i don't blame anyone for these thoughts bc like. this is how cishets view a lot of the even more common labels #so you're basically taught to think this way from day one. that doesn't mean you need to stick to that thought process #you might have these reflexes forever no matter how hard you try. but you'll get quicker about moving on from them #but you do have to try. you do have to realize that other people's identities aren't about you #anyway. this post feels like batting at a hornets nest. really hope i don't get some bad faith readers here lol #(i noticed a lot of places one could apply bad faith but like it's 3:30 am i'm too tired to add this many disclaimer.#so i'm gonna trust you to not jump to conclusions and to approach this in good faith okay? mwah 🖤)#also my whole ramble abt morality (in the tags too) is relevant to. any topic really #i may just make a separate post about it really. .....tomorrow tho.

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p1utofairy · 7 months

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PAC: “i get so weak in the knees, i can hardly speak. i lose all control and something takes over me…” 💌⏳🦢🍸

• how does your crush currently feel about you?

disclaimer ✩: 18+ mature themes. here's something to kick off fall 🍂 take what resonates, leave what doesn’t. enjoy!

pile 1 📩 —

heyyy pile 1! let's jump right into your reading 🤗 i'm already hearing that you think about your crush A LOT like you can't get them off your mind even if you tried and they feel the exact same way. you two mirror each other so if you feel intensely about them, they're also feeling intensely about you even if they don't convey that outwardly (i.e. their facial expressions/body language) i feel like they’re not used to having a huge crush on someone, it usually just kinda…happens for them??? like they don't usually have to put a lot of work in to make someone fall for them (bc i'm visually seeing that they're pretty damn attractive) but that's not gonna cut it with you — they just can't get by on their looks. you're big on taking your time to get to know someone and building up that level of trust and respect. you carry yourself very well pile 1 and that's really what made them do a double take when they first saw you. you're 1 of 1 — they've never seen anyone like you before. i'm hearing that some of you may look exotic or people tell you that you resemble a specific celebrity a lot? idk but just know you get the blood rushing through their veins lol they can't help but feel excited when they're around you, yet they barely know you which is the crazy part. they feel like they know you but they don't…and that's what so intriguing to them. stranger by jhené aiko is coming to mind, “i know ya face, i know ya name but i don't know you? isn't that crazy? isn't that crazy?” you may judge them at first and already think the worst like “oh i bet they’re a player!” but don’t jump to conclusions! give it a chance. they may actually surprise you and treat you like royalty, cause i feel a lot of adoration coming from their end…even though they know little to nothing about you. i want you around by snoh aalegra is playing in my head, “it's somethin' 'bout the way you stare into my eyes. i know that i don't make things clear. i fall for you every time i try to resist you.” they’re gonna fall hard for you pile 1. they’re definitely going to want to get serious and make this official which will shock you both, because of how fast things will just come together naturally. AHHH I LOVE IT.

other channeled messages:

whoa by snoh aalegra, kiss me thru the phone by soulja boy ft. sammie, tattoos, glasses, scorpio placements/scorpio moon, wifey, bright smile, almond shaped eyes, petite figure, girl of my dreams, kissin’ on my tattoos by august alsina, u are my high by dj snake & future, prominent air sign placements

pile 2 ⚖️ —

hiiiii pile 2 💓 right away i’m hearing that your crush feels like you’re unattainable? you might be really popular or a naturally social person that everyone clings to, and they find this a bit intimidating. they don’t know how to approach you – they've been trying to figure out how to get your attention but little do they know that they already have it. y'all might have a dynamic like summer and seth from ‘the O.C.’ and/or stiles and lydia from ‘teen wolf’ aw when they find out you like them back it'll most likely catch them off guard like “who?! ME?!” lol they’re so cute. you’re very dreamy to them, they'll damn near start drooling when you’re in close proximity to them…i’m also hearing that they love the way you dress. you show just enough to let their imagination wander lol idk if they wanted me to say that cause i can see their cheeks getting red and them getting all flustered 🤣 let me just say that they respect you so much! they’ll feel so lucky to finally get to know you on a personal level because they’ve been inquiring about you for awhile now. you’ll be everything that they dreamed of plus more & vice versa. there’s definitely a best friend dynamic at the root of this connection, you both will be able to be yourselves unapologetically when you're together. i feel sooo much warmth and comfort. idk why belly and jeremiah from ‘the summer i turned pretty’ just popped up in my head lol but yeah they will love holding you gently and staring into your eyes longingly 😩 SO ADORBS.

other channeled messages:

the cool girl & the gamer boy, no idea by don toliver, just talk to her dude, victor from corpse bride, timothée chalamet, bilingual, hit different by sza ft. ty dolla $ign, my forever boy, good days by sza, skateboarding

pile 3 ⚓️ —

pile 333 💫 what's up!!! i channeled a song for y'all already, come over by aaliyah is coming in strongly. “i know you're asleep but you're on my mind and i'm wide awake and i wanna stop by.” ooo there’s a very sensual vibe between you and your crush, a lot of sexual attraction and tension i'm picking up. you two would make a great looking couple — a lot of people will be looking at you two when you're interacting with each other. it's like “can those two get a room already and just fuck” LMAOOO some will be hating but others will just be admiring like damn i wish i had that. i feel like your crush makes you act really shy lol you try to muster up the courage to look them in the eye and be bold but you fold every time lol i’m hearing them say “don’t be shy baby” 😩 your crush knows what they're doingggggg omg they just love to tease you. a couple that's coming to mind is joey and pacey from ‘dawson's creek’ you may not have paid them much mind initially but one day something clicked and you were like damn…i really like them. it might take a little minute for y'all to officially get together but once you two do…WHEW. i told y'all the sexual tension is through the roof — i’m hearing this is that 90’s r&b type of love. a lot of slow burn and building up to the real thing. they think so much about what it'll be like to finally be able to hold you, kiss you and treat you properly. you evoke a lot of inspiration, motivation and passion in them pile 3 <3

other channeled messages:

halfcrazy by musiq soulchild, take a picture it'll last longer, lavender haze by taylor swift, muse by partynexydoor, capricorn placements/capricorn venus, you're like my own personal brand of heroin - edward cullen (lol)

#pac #pick a card #pick a pile #pick a card reading #love pac #intuitive reading #pac reading #love reading #energy reading #tarot reading #tarot #tarot pac #pac tarot #p1utofairy

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cordeliawhohung · 7 days

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Inspired by the latest entry in your p⭐️ Gaz series (which was excellent, by the way. 10/10 great form)

since our dear Reader did such a good job topping our lovely boy, what if we took that same approach and followed it to its natural conclusion: Reader pegging Gaz.

It’s up to you whether p⭐️ Gaz has prior experience with pegging, either way the potential for the deepest and most sensual fucking Gaz has ever received is 🤯

oh boy oh boy. well, i'm sure you guys can guess the warnings for this one. not edited just horny.

more ps!gaz here

Once the hilt of your strap fully sheaths inside Kyle, he lets out a groan that's only buried by the sheets and mattress underneath his hands and knees.

It wasn't easy taking all of it, especially with so many people watching with beady eyes behind cameras and lights. The fried remnants of his brain attempts to complete a thought, but it's all disconnected. All short. The only thing he can register is the stretching of his ass, your hands rubbing his back, and the aching twitch in his cock.

"Talk to me, Kyle," you croon while your hands trace the rippling muscles on either side of his spine.

"Fuck," he hisses. He clenches around the silicone, and though you can't feel it, you can see it. "It's good- I'm good."

It's an unfamiliar feeling, being stuffed so full, and while the burn of discomfort fades, he feels the way the faux cock brushes against him. How it sends a jolt of pleasure throughout his body, making his cock jump in excitement. You grin as you slowly move your hips back, lube quietly squelching as you do. All this is just as unfamiliar to you as it is to him. You doubt you can move your hips with enough force and fervor as he usually does with you, but the sweat glistening on the nape of his neck tells you that you won't have to do much more than what you're already doing.

"Good boy," you tease as you push back into him.

Everyone in the studio looks bored, and you're not sure why. With the precious sounds you're pulling out of him, you're too enthralled to care about anything else. Yet half of the studio is on their phones typing away some message certainly complaining about the shoot, but you refuse to go any faster. Kyle's putting his implicit trust in your hands, and you wouldn't do anything to break that. You promised you'd take just as good care of him as he does of you.

When you bottom out a second time, Kyle whines and it sounds like music to your ears. His hips rut forward, almost like he's forgotten how the roles are reversed. He learns to keep his hips steady for you as you find your rhythm. You've never heard Kyle sound like that. The whining like a dog, the gasps like he's breathing through a straw.

You feel the presence of the camera man behind you pan over your shoulder, getting the perfect view of your sweet boy too fucked out to properly think. You'd be lying if you said your cunt didn't ache at the sight of it. At the sounds you pull from him.

"Fuck I- please. N-Not gonna last much longer," he whines.

Smirking, you snake an arm around his waist where you palm at his leaking cock. Once again his hips rut forwards shakily, and the next time you fully sheath the strap inside of him, you keep your hips pressed against his.

"That's alright," you coo. Your hand leisurely wraps around his puffy tip where you slowly began to glide along his length. His head digs into the mattress with a groan. "Let it out, baby. You've been so good."

His hips begin to jerk uncontrollably, and you've got him completely trapped. Moving forward only stimulates the absolute torturous pace you're jerking him off to, but moving backwards only stimulates that ever-winding spot inside of him. With no where to go, his body nearly convulses at the pleasure.

He babbles incoherently as he reaches his peak, and then all words fail him as he spills over your hand. All he can do is pant with shuddering breaths as his cum seeps into the sheets underneath him. Giving him mercy, you slow your hand but offer him no other reprieve as you lean forward, pressing your chest against his back as you plant a kiss against his spine. It's as if everything else doesn't matter. Not the cameras or the people. He's either too fucked out to care, or simply can't be bothered as the remainder of his orgasm washes over him.

"Christ," he pants. "I... hardly fuckin' lasted."

Smirking again, you rock your hips forward, making him jump. "I'll take it as a compliment."

#pornstar!gaz #gaz x reader #kyle garrick x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #gaz x reader smut #kyle garrick x reader smut #cod smut #f!reader

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vermillioncourt-if · 3 months

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I'm in class and I have free time while the kids are busy soo I'm gonna be a bit of a problem and ask a bunch of questions. 🤭

I asked this for my first loves on the other blog aka specifically for Enyo my baby. 😍

But how jealous is jealous do the ROs get here. Same scenario. Royal ball and without being pushy another royal does approach MC to ask them out.

Crushing stage vs relationship stage pleaseee I am paying in pre-schoolers lunches. 😅

You know, I don't think I received this on the other blog! Ah, tumblr probably ate it! Just send it again and I'll answer it! Anyways!

ROs React to Someone Asking Out MC (crushing stage and relationship stage)

Si Huaiqiao

Crushing: He is very clueless about his feelings in this stage! He doesn't know why seeing that other noble ask MC out made him feel bad, but he's going to jump to conclusions. No, he's jumped. He's landed. He thinks the other noble is threatening/going to hurt MC and he gets all serious and tells them to back off. If they don't listen, he will use force.

Relationship: Since he's Finally recognized his feelings, he won't react that strongly to someone asking MC out. He trusts them to say no, but he still keeps an eye on them. But just because he's MC's guard! Not that he's jealous! Nope! Not him!

Xu Chanyu

Crushing: She's going to stand there uncomfortably. She wants to say something, but she's much too nervous of overstepping her boundaries. She MIGHT "trip" and spill something on the person later in the night, though. She's a clumsy maid, what did you expect?

Relationship: She's going to slide up to MC and stare at the person until they walk away. She has a rather empty stare, so it's a bit unnerving. If they continue to ask her out, she'll just throw wine on them as say she tripped. No one will believe the person if they said she threw it on them. "Oh, Xu Chanyu is so clumsy! She probably tripped and fell! She didn't mean it." Yes, she did.

You Kounao

Crushing: He's going to slide right on in there and draw the attention to him. He's going to try to annoy the person so much, they just leave. If MC asks, he'll just fib and say that person's an ass or something.

Relationship: Same thing. He'll slide right next to MC, throw his arm over their shoulders and look at the person and go "what were you going to ask my lovely partner here?" If they know what's good for them, they'll leave after that. Otherwise, they're about to be subjected to a night of the worse annoying pranks and inconveniences ever.

Shen Sandong

Crushing: She's staring. She'll look away if you catch her, though. She won't approach MC or the person, though, just standing on the sidelines and staring.

Relationship: She most likely won't walk over, content to know you can probably deal with it on your own. But if she does, the person is going to leave immediately. Having a reputation of being an "Ice Queen" means people think you're intimidating and scary and she knows that when she looks upset, she looks like she's on her way to kill someone.

Wei Duqiong

Crushing: Not sure how he was invited, but he's here and Hating It! Too many nosy people. He'll see the person about to ask MC out and will go up to them and engage them in some boring business talk. It's usually enough to make most go away, if they don't, he'd straight up just say "go away."

Relationship: He doesn't want to be there and that much is obvious. If he sees someone asking MC out, he'll just walk over, say "no." to the person, and drag MC out and preferably back home. He has to get rid of this jealousy somehow and MC is the perfect fit. 😏

Wu Nahou

Crushing: She'll just start up another dance or song, drawing attention to her and away from you. It's pretty effective since she's a popular performer.

Relationship: She's strut up to MC, wrap her arm around their waist, and kiss them passionately. She'll then look at the person and go "haven't you somewhere you need to be?" They tend to scurry away after that. If not, she will out right just say "go away."

#the vermillion court #asks #if: si huaiqiao #if: xu chanyu #if: you kounao #if: shen sandong #if: wei duqiong #if: wu nahou #ros react

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soggywert · 2 years

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I'm new to your blog, but jeez I absolutely love your Top HCs.

Is there any possibility that you elaborate on trans Mav and bob? Only if you want to, no pressure at all.

TRANS!MAV AND TRANS!BOB

Thank you so much, I’m glad you’ve been enjoying the content so far! :) I hope to be pushing out some more hcs at some point

I’d love to elaborate, ofc! I could probably only do it in a list of just random thoughts on the two of them So I guess this calls for:

TRANS MAV AND TRANS BOB HCS EXTENDED VERSION (ft: nb Phoenix):

- Bob was out to Phoenix during their first kickboxing lessons (explained in next tg:m hc post!)

- Phoenix was so chill about it, and they actually ended up approaching Bob afterwards to ask about non-binary identity. Bob didn’t know much either, so they hung out after class to learn more about it. Give or take a few months, and Phoenix comes out as nb with she/they pronouns.

- Phoenix borrows Bob’s old binders some days when they’re feeling a bit dysphoric

- Bob is one of the better rugby players out of the team, and when it comes to team picking, both usually fight for whos turn it is for Bob to be on

- Rooster was first to know about Bob and was so happy for him. They had classes together before Dagger Squad and grew close, so it was good to know Bob trusted him with that info. He’s so over protective and will jump to Bob’s side if someone dares say anything that gives the impression of them being transphobic It did remind him of Maverick a lot, and actually made him reconsider seeing him again, but always doubled down on that idea because of the papers incident

- Hangman was chill when finding it out, but was very new to the whole thing. For once, he wasn’t an asshole about something.

- Bob and Hangman are both from somewhere in the more southern states, you can hear it in their accents. So, like, hear me out: Hangman finds out about this and gets him a trans themed cowboy hat where it looks like a normal hat, but the liner on the inside is white, blue and pink themed. It’s custom, and thought it would be a nice gift. Bob actually really appreciates it and wears it where he can

- change room situation is that Bob uses the bathroom to change and get ready, because they now have individual bathrooms for people. It makes it easier than a stall, like most other places.

- Vice Admiral Cyclone has ALWAYS been there to look after Bob and give him as much opportunity as possible. He always saw so much potential in him and did not want anyone else to push that down. He’s, in a sense, a bit of Bob’s own guardian angel, minus Bob getting into as much trouble as Maverick does.

on topic of mav, heres his hcs

- Maverick was very very closeted and didn’t tell anyone when he first entered the navy. The first person to know was Carole, because they were both so open to each other about things and became very close. That was the one secret Carole could keep from Goose, till Mav told him.

- When Goose found out, he was over the moon that Mav felt he could trust him enough to know. Just like Roos and Bob, he became so protective over Mav. Both Carole and Goose were. It’s the Bradshaw way. If it was a comment about Mav’s height? Younger Goose in the early days would have threatened to knock a few teeth out. The two of them came to the conclusion that maybe fighting insults with sarcasm and wit was probably the safest way around things

THE ‘LADIES ROOM’ COMMENT ICE MADE (a thread)

- Ice did not know about Mav being trans. LET’S MAKE THAT CLEAR

- Ice and Mav making eye contact the whole time during their first debrief had been Mav’s first experience with what he thought was subtle transphobia. He hadn’t had this in a good long time, since he started T.

- Ice was just curious with Maverick, and sent him one of his classic smiles because his gaydar was going crazy. Though when he heard the ‘just wondering... who’s the best?’ from Maverick, he came to the conclusion it was gonna be back and forth banter. The whole arrogant pilot scene honestly was just </3 miscommunication

- When Ice made the ladies room comment, Mav felt panic hit him harder than a brick. The dread crawl down his spine. He felt outed. How did this guy know? Was he gonna risk getting Goose and his ass kick out of Top Gun? Goose gripping onto his shoulder and doing that fake laugh grounded him, though. It past over everyones heads, it seemed.

- Mav by the end of the day felt horrible, so when Goose got him home, he didn’t leave till he knew Mav was feeling better. The watched bad tv shows together, got stuff off their chest. Mav tried not to cry over it

(END OF THREAD)

- okay now anyway when Ice found out he ended up apologising; over it, because he felt genuinely pretty shit realising the context.

- Mav usually changed in more private areas, and always had showers at home. He used his ocd (hc from pt 4 of my hc series) as an excuse for hygiene contamination

- ICE AND GOOSE WHERE LIKE MAVS PERSONAL BODY GUARDS - say something rude? Your ass is grass.

- Viper always looked out for Mav, ever since he was younger. He was keeping tabs on the kid after Duke died; when he found Mav was trans, he didn’t stop at nothing to try slipping him into the navy (he may be just a commander, but he has friends who are higher ups)

MAVERICK AND BOB HCS COMBO

- Maverick and Bob talk about the how protective Bradshaw’s are </3

- all throughout the dog fight rugby, Mav kept checking in on Bob to see how he was doing.

- The mavdad impulsiveness takes over when another person, even if it’s sarcastic or not entirely directed at Bob, says an insult.

- I feel ike i’ve already said this but Mav and Bob giving each other tips; and Bob helping Mav realise things are different now and he doesn’t have to be so discrete EVEN GETS MAV SOME HANDMADE PRIDE + PRONOUN PINS FOR WHEN PRIDE MONTH COMES AROUND

- OFTEN FOUND TALKING ABOUT THEIR GUARDIAN ANGELS. when Mav found out Cyclone was Bob’s guardian angel, he was so confused

- apart from Mav and Rooster, Bob is one of the closest people Mav has, because they genuinely treat each other liek family. They’ve both had similar yet so different life experiences, and they’ve become so close from them

- hear me out: Mav: do you want to play catch, son? Bob, tearing up at the father/son stereotypes he’s been included in: yeah, dad.

I don’t know why but now Mav and Dagger Squad fam is giving me We’re the Millers vibes.

ALSO PRIDE MONTH DAGGER SQUAD

Okay, I think this a wrap for the trans mav and bob hcs :) I wrote this a bit sleep deprived so it might not flow too well fdhgf; I hope you’ve enjoyed these hcs, and they’ve elaborated on a few more things I hope to be releasing the new tg:m hcs pt 5 soon (holy shit, there’s 5 of them already) and maybe, just maybe, some art and an animation

HAVE A LOVELY DAY FDHDFHFG

Other works:

Top Gun: Maverick hcs: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/hangman-puzzlesolver/692152151697473536?source=share

IceMav Ice Rink Date (tumblr and ao3(better) ver) Tumblr: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/hangman-puzzlesolver/693824783775907840?source=share Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41331882

THANK YOU FOR 50+ FOLLOWERS!

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pixelchills · 11 months

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Regardless of what you decide to for MDD I do look forward to seeing it. I’m a bit hesitant about the Sun and Solar thing specifically because they currently have a sibling thing going on Solar’s half(Sun doesn’t I don’t think but still a bit iffy) but if it goes in that direction as long as it doesn’t jump directly from sibling to love interest I’m fine with it.

I am however VERY interested in seeing Solar and Moon have any dynamic with each other at all since if I recall correctly they’ve only met briefly in ANSSW and haven’t met at all in MDD. I do think that Moon probably has more understanding of what Solar is going through from the get-go given that he also has similar trauma but won’t necessarily be inclined to want his company, if that makes sense. If they do form a close friendship I think it would be nice to see them comfort each other

Either way I hope Solar gets his place in the snuggle pile too, wether that be platonic or otherwise…Though he’ll probably have to improve his smell before they let him

I'm completely on the same road with you, and tbh, exploring Solar's personality a bit more and deeper, it would actually make more sense to have him keep the sibling-type relationship with Sun.

I've never explained this too much, but part of Solar's character has also always been the fact he refuses to be less than humans (at least in the ANSSW universe). This would mean he wouldn't be easily settled with another mutant into a romantic relationship.

But again, because he is so distant in ANSSW, I haven't fully developed his character either. Sometimes things change along the way.

In any case, Solar and Sun's bond is going to start off more of a forced cared and caregiver type of thing.

Solar has long gone lost his trust to humans, and tries to keep his distance from them, even the children he looks after. But being a caretaker is so heavily in his veins he just needs to get that out somehow. And Sunrise happens to be there to fill that role for him.

Whatever way I end up chasing after, I'm not gonna change from sibling to romantic, because that's not what I accept to write. Either they go down the sibling road and stay on it, or they stay simply platonic co-dependant friends until things start moving forward.

Tbh I am also very keen to write Moon and Solar's relationship and dynamic, because it clearly points towards a good old rivals to friends/lovers type of thing and I've already figured the "turning point" where Moon realises despite Solar's teasing and snarky nature, he genuinely cares about Sun (and Moon, because he knows how important Moon is to Sun).

I'm trying to come up to a conclusion within the next couple of chapters on Solar and Sun, before the time skip happens.

I feel like the sibling dynamic would give me more ways to write humour (because hey, your siblings are so annoying and can do stupid shit but you still love them), while the romantic route would give me a chance to write a bit more feelings and drama and confusion and romantic fluff, but tbh, I have many other chances to do that too :D And since ANSSW is already quite dramatic, maybe a more humorous approach wouldn't be so bad...

#asks #animutants #sunrise #solar #moondrop #my dear daffodil

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loveanoutcast · 9 months

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I was talking to a guy I found attractive and he asked, "Who's your favorite actor?" I smiled widely because my favorite actor hasn't changed since I was a young kid and said, "I know he's ruined his reputation recently, but I've always favored Will Smith."

I should add some context, this guy who I'm getting to know is biracial (half black-half white), I am indigenous latina and I would say olive brown toned. His dimples caught my attention, and his name (starts with a V too and is unique like my own) just sealed the deal. However, my attraction wavered when he responded,

"Oh, so is that why you approached me? You're into black guys? or light skinned guys? Would you say that's why he's your favorite?"

I don't know why that had me stunned for a moment, I've never had that type of response and needed a second to just process. I calmly said,

"I've never thought of it that way, as a child I found him very goofy, when I was a teen I found him cute and admired his wit, now that I'm grown, I've just followed his career for so long that his acting always amazes me and yes, he is handsome to me...but to say it's because he's black sounds...really uncomfortable. I'm trying to understand your perspective but I'm at a loss, could you elaborate?"

"Well, if it wasn't for like my height or because I'm black, is it because I'm gonna be a doctor?"

At this point, I wanted to just block him and curse him out because I felt that he was trying to dig and see if I am as shallow as he assumed. I said,

"I liked your dimples and your name...you are mutual friends with someone I trust so I felt comfortable and brave enough to shoot my shot...that was it. I sustain myself and I love my life as it is, I wanted to get to know you and see if maybe we vibed together, but I feel as if you're jumping to conclusions on why girls may be attracted to you and I won't assume that it hasn't happened to you before, and I will respect if you feel like you have to know someones true intentions before seeing if they can be trusted, but I'm saying this right now, that yes, I acknowledge that you are biracial, you are tall, and you are going to be a doctor...but those are just bits of who you are as a person. You're not your job, nor your height, nor your skin color, just as I am not just some chicana with a fat ass and a graduate degree. I'm more than that and I would like for the person to like me to acknowledge those bits but to want to see more than just that."

He seemed hesitant but accepted the answer. We talk about other things like books and movies, but am I being too sensitive? Should I have approached it in a better way? Was there a piece of information that I missed?

Any help would be great

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Perspective (Ninjago Kai X Reader) Requested

Here you are anon! Sorry if it isn't a Ninja you prefer-

Might have some spoilers if you don't know who Misako is.

DEFINITE spoilers to the end of season 2.

"Your ability is powerful. But to gain people's trust you need to break their perspective about you. Some may see your gift as an ability capable of destruction and chaos which makes them fear you. Others, myself included, may see your gift as a way to help make the world a better place. So, sugar or cream?" This. The very words that convinced you to join the Ninjas side and the very words you desperately hold onto during your lowest moments.

It's all about perspective. No matter how many times you've helped the Ninja save the city, some people still don't trust you. Kai especially. The hot head and the "looks" of the team according to him.

He's always been one to jump into action and ask questions later. Always been the type of person to jump to conclusions and hold onto them for dear life.

While he may be the most skeptical of the group, doesn't mean most of the ninja didn't treat you with the same skepticism as Kai.

The only people that seem to trust you these days are Sensei Wu, Misako, Zane, and Lloyd.

Speaking of Misako, you were currently helping her with her latest archeological find while the Ninja were on a mission per her instruction.

"Tiny pickaxe,"

"Got it,"

"Fossil brush,"

"Here ya go,"

"Trowel,"

"Ace of spades, you win," Misako chuckled at the lame joke. You peer over her shoulder while she works.

"What do you think it is?"

"Well, if it's been stuck in the walls of a heavily guarded chamber for thousands of years, it has to either be something valuable, powerful, or both," You hum in acknowledgment before a loud thud echoed the room, making Misako jump and drop the tiny pickaxe. It fell to the floor as the two of you turned to the door to see the Ninja covered in soot and torn clothes.

"YOU! YOU TRICKED US!" Kai yells, storming into the room and pointing an accusing finger towards you.

"Huh?"

"Don't 'huh' us! You know exactly what you did!" Jay chipped in. Zane looked back and forth at his teammates.

"Perhaps it would be wise to freshen up and rest. A near-death experience can-"

"NOT NOW ZANE!" Kai yells. Cole grimaces, inhaling sharply through his teeth before backing out of the room.

"Kai please-"

"HOW CAN YOU ALL BE SO BLIND?! THEY TRICKED US INTO GOING INTO THAT DEATH TRAP AND YOU'RE TELLING ME TO CALM DOWN?!" Kai cuts Lloyd off, absolutely furious.

"Kai-"

"No! They PLANNED this! They wanted us to go in blind to get rid of us! They should've never been invited to the team in the first place and stay in their little evil lair! Once a demon, always a demon," The room went completely silent as Lloyd looked at Kai like he was the dumbest person alive.

"I… I'm… going to get some air," You mumbled before swiftly walking past them and onto the deck of the bounty.

"Kai. I get it, you're angry. But that was literally the DUMBEST thing that ever came out of your mouth," Lloyd grumbles.

"Wha-"

"Lloyd is right. Saying someone never changes is inaccurate. Lloyd is a perfect example of this," Zane chips in.

"And Garmadon. Well, he was originally good, then bad, then good again, but the point is he did change. Multiple times!" Jay points out, feeling a tad guilty for snapping at you.

"And Y/N wasn't the one who told us to go there, my mother did," Misako nods.

"He's right. And if I had known how dangerous it was, I wouldn't have sent you. Y/N as well, no matter how much you perceive them as the villain," Kai looked around and realized he was in the wrong and knew what he had to do.

"Fine, I messed up. I'll apologize," Kai grumbles, leaving the room. They then turned their attention to Jay who looked nervous.

"Okay! Fine! I messed up too! I'll go make an apology gift!" He scrambles out of the room while the trio looked at each other proudly.

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You leaned on the bounty looking down at Ninjago city. You were contemplating if you should just pack your bags and leave if that's what they want. You didn't even consider joining till Sensei Wu said his piece.

Kai's words were the straw that broke the camel's back. While contemplating, you realized you did very little to help the team. Why did Wu want you again? For your potential?

Nodding to yourself, you turn around to start packing when you see Kai approaching you. You frown upon seeing his conflicted expression.

"Uh… hey?" -_- Really Kai? That's what made you so conflicted. Shaking your head, you begin walking.

"Hey, where are you going?" Kai asks, confused.

"Leaving," You respond curtly, Kai follows you with a raised brow.

"Well, can you at least hear me out?"

"I don't want to hear it," Kai was taken aback by how cold you were being. You're usually friendly and patient with everyone, even if they are skeptical. Kai's guilt started to swallow him whole, he caused this.

"Please?" It was a feeble attempt, one that was said just above a whisper and so upset that you'd think a child said it. You pause and sigh, turning around to face the hothead, a sign for him to get on with it.

"Look, I'm sorry for what I said and I have no excuse for it. It was… out of line..." Kai muttered, looking at his feet.

"Okay," You turn on your heel and continue walking while Kai stares at you in shock.

"Wait, where are you going?!" Kai asks, confused and a little scared.

"I already told you that I'm leaving, for good," Kai's eyes widened in realization, you were leaving the team.

"WHAT?! No, you can't!"

"First you want me to leave then you want me to stay, can't you make up your mind FOR ONCE?!" You snapped, turning to face him with tears brimming around your eyes.

"Hey, I said I was sorry, didn't I?!" Kai snaps back.

"An apology doesn't just fix everything! I'm done! I'm done being treated like I just murdered someone every day, no matter what I do to show that I'm not what people think I am! I'm done being defined by my abilities that I didn't even ask for! I'm done…" You couldn't stop the emotions and the tears from flooding, once you started you couldn't stop. You wipe at your eyes in a feeble attempt to stop the tears while Kai stared, his guilt consumed him and then some.

"Y/N," He called out, gaining your attention. He extended a hand, a small flame erupting from his palm and waving wildly, a symbol of both their current emotions.

"'Perspective is everything.' That's what Wu said. Some may see this fire as a cause for pain, destruction, and chaos. But to others it warms a house on a winter's night, it's a signal to let those know you need help.

It's more than just a little flame. And I should've been seeing you the same way. There are good and bad qualities in every person. I've been obsessing over the bad because of my perspective on you. When I should've been looking at both your good traits and flaws equally.

You said ‘an apology doesn't fix everything,’ right. Well, then what about a thank you? Thank you for being so patient. Thank you for putting up with this for so long even though you didn't deserve it. Thank you for being strong, brave, and kind. Thank you…" Kai trailed off, looking down at the ground in embarrassment while putting out the fire. You stared at him in amazement.

"Ah, that got… long," He muttered. You snicker and then start laughing.

"Th-That's the most thoughtful thing since I got here… and the smartest," You half-joked, earning a playful glare while he smirked.

"Thank you, Kai," He merely shrugged.

"Yeah, yeah. What are friends for?" You perked up at his words.

"I'm your friend?"

"Well, now you are. Only if you want to though," You smiled.

"I'd love to be your friend Kai,"

"Aww, maaaaan! How am I gonna top that?!" You and Kai turn to see Jay holding a box while muttering to himself. The two of you burst out laughing. It'll take time to repair/make the bonds of friendship, but with a new friend by your side, you're sure to gain the rest of the team's trust.

#Kai X Reader #Kai Smith X Reader #Ninjago X Reader #Ninja X Reader #Ninjago #Lego Ninjago #Ninjago Masters of Spinjitzu #Lego

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Confide

🛑 WARNINGS: Language, mentions of blood. 🛑

✨ Requested by: @jackjawcaptain

✨ Pairing: Frank Castle x Reader

✨ Summary: Frank is having a bit of a hard time, and you're there to remind him that he can let go.

✨ Solari Says: This has been sitting in my inbox for some time friend, and it's about time that I put it out there. Enjoy! :>

Prompt -

Rose Quartz - Learning to trust again.

gif credit: to the OP.

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He had pulled another disappearing act again.

Not that you could be any form of frustrated with him, Frank Castle always had something to do. Something in his head that he needed to work out--let it be with talking to Curtis or with the barrel of his pistol. You learned that rather quickly after coming into a comfortable relationship with him.

At least, you felt that it was comfortable. Frank had given signs that he was fighting with himself about it. Distant staring, averting eyes. You couldn't count his quiet nature, that's just how he had always been since you've met.

The only reason that you did not twist his arm about it was because Curtis had been the one to inform you that it was not your fault. That Frank had been through a lot of different things before finding you, stuff that made this sort of involvement a little more complicated. His deflection, his disappearances, were only reactionary to the constant battle that was happening in his mind.

So you were idly sitting on the sofa, twiddling your thumbs as you watched the different figures dancing across your screen. You couldn't remember what movie you put on, what exactly that you were doing in the living room rather than going to bed. You stretched out your hand, grasping your cell phone and pulling it up to take a look. You clicked the button on the side, waking up the screen to see what time it had been.

2:48am.

You sigh.

There were no missed calls. You knew that Frank occasionally had burners when he was on his trips, so something inside was hopeful that you would get a call from a mysterious New York area code. But when you saw nothing, your heart dropped a little bit.

You sigh again.

You decide to click off the screen of your phone and stand, coming to the conclusion that the background noise that the movie was creating wasn't helping your brain shut down. You always found it hard to, when Frank left without any warnings. You should've bothered Curtis before it got so late, maybe he'd seen Frank at some point.

You reach for the remote that had been next to your cell phone, pointing the black controller towards the screen and clicking the power button. It abruptly turns back, leaving your living space dark. You stand, but wait for just a moment so that your eyes could adjust to the darkness. Little by little, silhouettes of the surrounding furniture were tangible to you and you begin weaving around to approach the small hallway that led to your bathroom and bedroom.

You run a hand through your hair, and just before you turn the corner to your bedroom you hear a gentle knock on your front door.

You freeze, furrowing your brows and turning slowly towards it.

You approached quickly and quietly, and when you were against the door you peer through the hole to see who it had been.

On the other end, there was a figure in black clothes with his hands in his jacket pockets. They were quiet, shuffling their weight between their feet as they waited for some form of response from you.

When you didn't respond, however, they decided to speak.

"[Y/N]... It's me," they said simply, and the raspy nature of his tones filled you with some form of relief.

Frank.

You quickly unlock the door, pulling it open and meeting your eyes with his. "Frank. Where in the hell were you?"

"I-uh..." he averted his eyes downwards to the ground between his boots. Under the porch light, you could see a hint of discoloration on his black hoodie--something almost brassy.

He had gotten into an altercation.

"You...?" you try. crossing your arms.

"I had some business I had to finish," he answered simply. "I know you're... probably fuckin' pissed. I-I'm sorry for that."

Your expression softens, just a little, not really noticing that you had a tad bit of a frown in the first place. So you step back a couple feet, so that he had adequate room to file inside. "Come on. Let's get you out of that hoodie, I can see the blood when the light shines on it."

Frank nods his head slightly, shuffling his feet so that he could come in. Once he closes the door behind himself and locks it, he begins to pull his arms inside of his jacket to pull it over his head.

You watch him closely, as he drapes the fabric over his forearm gently and turns to you.

"Where did you want this..?" he asked quietly, his eyes flitting around the room as if something was going to jump out and bite him.

"Just go toss it in the hamper with the rest of my clothes," you say to him, moving to the side so that he could move past you to go to your bedroom.

Once you let him pass, you turn on your own heels and follow him. He pushes past the doorframe that led to your room, having no trouble navigating in the dark. You reach over once you get to your doorframe, flicking the light switch up so that your room bathed in light.

You could finally look at his face. There was a couple spots of dried blood on his knuckles, and on his jeans that he donned for the night. Ultimately, he had no scratch on him--which was a miracle considering how accident prone he usually was.

If you could even call it that.

"Where did you end up going, Frank?" you ask him, your voice soft so that he knew you weren't there to lecture him.

"I went to talk to Curt," he answered honestly, as he tossed his hoodie in the white basket hiding in the closet of your room. "Afterwards, we went to have a drink."

"And where does the blood come into play?"

"Someone decided they didn't want to shut their mouth," he sighed, turning around so that he could go sit on the edge of your bed.

"Frank, you don't do this without a reason... What did they say that had you so miffed, huh?"

"Bah, it's nothin', alright? Handled and done," he tried to avoid, waving it off.

As much as you believed the "handled" part of that sentence, something underneath the browns of his eyes led you to think that it was still sitting in his head. Writhing and endlessly taunting.

"Don't give me that shit, Frank," you tell him, moving so that you could sit next to him on the space that was left at the end of your bed. "You have to remember you're in a fuckin' relationship with me, man. I understand it hasn't been a thing for very long but... you also need to understand that I'm here for you. That I'll listen to anything that you feel that you need to talk about.

Whatever happened at that bar, it's eating at you. I know you well enough to tell the signs," you place a gentle arm around his waist, bringing him in a little closer.

He's silent for a moment, putting an arm around your shoulder and closing the gap of space that you both had between your bodies. You say nothing, feeling that he was sorting through his thoughts before he decided to speak once more.

"Did I ever tell you about Maria? My kids?" he asked quietly, staring at the floor of your bedroom.

"No," you answer.

"They were killed. All of them," he said quietly, causing a hole in your gut to begin to manifest. No wonder Curtis told you what he had. Why Frank was as reclusive as he was.

He lost his family. Nothing could ever heal you completely from that.

"Shit, Frank... I'm sorry," you say to him quietly, joining his gaze to the floor.

"Yeah... The douchebag at the bar overheard a something I said to Curtis and decided to open his fuckin' mouth," he informed. "When I told him to keep his mouth shut, he didn't. You can put together what happened."

"I'd kick his shit in too if I was you," you answered. "Although... that makes me wonder."

"Hm?"

"Why aren't you in the slammer?" you ask, as a way to take the topic off of his grief--even if it was just for a moment.

"I beat his ass away from prying eyes," he answered simply with a small shrug, earning a chuckle from you.

You push yourself up just a bit so that you could plant a kiss on his cheek, resting your face in the crook of his neck. "You know, Frank... telling me that shit... I know it must've been a lot for you to muster. Thank you..."

Frank hums a bit, rubbing your bicep with his hand gently. "It's something I have to learn how to do... If there's one thing I remember about being married to Maria, it's that playing cards close to my chest can be hurtful..."

"And you're completely right about that..." you agree, your finger dragging against his waist.

You notice in your peripheral that he was observing you. Focused, with a small smile playing at the edge of his lips. Before you could speak up about it, he drops his arm from around your shoulders.

"I'm tired," he says simply. "I'm gonna settle here tonight... if that's okay with you."

"Of course it is, Frank... I'm just glad to see that you're okay," you respond simply, smiling at him before standing.

You move yourself so that you could flick the light switch once more. You look over your shoulder at Frank, watching as the tension in his body slowly began to dissipate. A smile slowly stretches across your face.

And then you turn the lights out.

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arsonistslut · 3 years

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Chapter 9: Reminders of Tragedy

"Hey, Jane!"

"Hey, Ingrid! How is my favorite person in the world?"

Jane's girlfriend of a good 9 years now happily walked over and kissed her on the cheek, beaming as she always seemed to do whenever she looked at her lover.

"Amazing now that you're here. Hey, you wanna go to that party Randy's having at his house tomorrow?"

"He's having a party? I didn't figure him the partying type."

"Despite the whole business parents thing, he is a real party animal. Hey, you know what's weird about the party?"

"What is?"

"He invited that Jeff guy there..y'know, that creep with the Conduct Disorder?"

She gestured to the tall, dark clothed young adult that sat alone at a lunch table nearby, playing with a switchblade.

"Hey, I remember him being pretty nice.."

"Remember him? You two date at some point?"

"We did, actually, wayyyy back."

Jane smirked when she saw the look of surprise and pride on Ingrid's face when she realized she guessed right.

"What was he like?"

"He was a sweetheart. Cheesy, but a sweetheart. Hell, even cheesier than me."

"Jane, you've carved our names into multiple trees. There's no out-cheesing that."

"Oh, you wouldn't believe how we met, either. My dad was out mowing the lawn, and he accidentally ran over a rock and it hit Jeff in the head."

"Oof, that sounds bad.."

"I visited him in the hospital with my parents one time, and I will never forget what he said to me as a pick-up line."

"What did he say?"

Jane cleared her throat, before trying her darndest to do an impression of a young Jeff.

"Did you come from heaven? Because you look like an angel!"

Ingrid couldn't help but let out a giggle as she quickly pulled Jane into her arms.

"Aww, that sounds so cute!"

"It was!"

Jeff himself was hearing this conversation from afar, the little tricks he played with his knife not an adequate distraction from the constant reminder of what could've been.

"I don't think he handled our breakup too well..nobody really wanted to treat him as anything other than a freak after his diagnosis went public. One time, I heard him ranting to his brother about how it was hypocritical of the school to do a health topic on depression when they wouldn't stop judging him for his CD."

"Sheesh, it sounds like he's been through a lot..poor kid could use a friend."

"It doesn't really look like he wants any. Liu isn't sitting with him..that's weird, Liu always sits with him."

"Prolly had an argument or something, you know siblings."

"Yeah.."

The day continued without incident, Jeffrey getting home at the same time as usual..yet his mind was not thinking about the party, or school, he was thinking about Jane and Ingrid. Why was Jane so special that she had everything she wanted in life and not him? What crime did he commit that landed him with absent parents, demonization from his peers, and a fucking smile cut into his face? That love, that relationship they had..Jeff came to the conclusion that it was something to be destroyed.

Liu, meanwhile, was..struggling with something. Something he never expected would be a problem in his life. Lately, he began having these thoughts..these violent, awful, intrusive thoughts, thoughts that seemed to be begging to be spoken aloud, the actions they describe seeming to grow more and more appealing as time passed.

Kill Randy.

Maim Keith.

Skin Troy like the cattle he is.

Maybe if he gave the thoughts an identity, they'd be easier to handle, he thought as he thought of a name for these urges..one stood out from the others. Not at all goofy, but not as laughably edgy as the other options.

Chapter 10: Enter Sully

Liu ended up speaking to Sully for the entire night..and even into the morning. When Jeff woke up the next morning, he could already hear Liu downstairs talking with..someone.

"It's sad, really..so concerned about themselves..no time spared for you."

"I-I guess..but they've got more important things to worry about.."

"Child, they do not have a thought in them about you. They're all self centered egomaniacs that would rather get pushed around by a genetic failure of a human rather than do anything about their situation!"

"That's not true, Sully! You're lying!"

A horrible growl soon came from the room.

"We are friends, child! Friends do not lie to each other, do they?"

"I..I guess not..goodbye for now, Sully."

"Where are you going?"

"I..I need some time to think."

Liu got back up, jumping from fear when he saw his brother staring at him.

"Holy shit, Jeff! You scared me!"

"I bet."

Awkward silence soon filled the dining room where they stood.

"Hey, Jeff...?"

"What?"

"I'm..sorry about punching you, and saying all that shit about you. I shouldn't have done that."

"No shit, Sherlock."

The elder brother turned around and began walking back up to his room, but not before his brother called out to him.

"Hey..is there any way I could make things up between us?"

"You could make things up by not betraying my trust again. You're all I've got, Liu..don't pull a Jane and fuck it up for me."

Liu always did question that grudge Jeff held for his ex, after all, he chatted with her in the past, and it always seemed like she genuinely enjoyed what her and Jeff had, and she always felt bad for leaving him like that. Hell, it sounded like it was as painful for her to leave him as it was for him to find out that his girlfriend left him. He was tempted to point that out, but he feared ruining things with his brother again.

"Alright.."

Chapter 11: A Hell of A Party

When Jane and Ingrid rounded the corner home, they found..a disturbing sight. A dead raccoon laying in the middle of the street, it's guts ripped out of it's body and thrown aside, Jeff gleefully pawing through the freshly murdered animal, childishly gawking and giggling over the corpse.

"Hey, Jeffrey! What happened here, what the fuck did you do?!"

Ingrid cried out to the blood-soaked kid, who looked up at her, confusion riddling his bloodied face.

"I killed a raccoon. It's not like anyone's gonna miss it."

"Why, you little-"

Ingrid slapped Jeffrey right across the face, knocking him to the ground as Jane held her girlfriend back and tried to keep the situation from escalating any further.

"What the hell was that for?!"

"You killed a helpless animal, you freak!!"

"I oughta kill you next, you piece of-"

Woods choked on his own spittle as he made his threat, never having been particularly..elegant with his words.

"Oh, really?! I'll kick your teeth down your fucking throat!"

"I swear to God, I'll strangle you with your own fucking intestines!!"

When Jeff reached for his switchblade, Jane panicked and grabbed her lover's hand, running off with her as Woods continued to scream at them.

"Your last words better be some Mark Twain shit, because it's going on your tombstone!! You hear me?!"

That experience was all on Jane's mind as she watched Jeff steadily get more and more wasted by the bonfire outside as time went on, at least, what glimpses she could catch of him when she wasn't busy dancing with the other students. Randy was also outside, reluctantly playing Truth Or Dare with the others as well as his increasingly hot and bothered enemy.

"Ok, Jeff!"

"Whaddup, baby?~"

"Truth or dare?"

"Dare, hit me with the worst ya got!"

"Slow dance with Randy."

"What the-no! I'm straight as a arrow, dude!"

"So is spaghetti until it gets wet~"

"Jeff, never say that again."

"C'mooooon, do the dare, ya pussy~ I don't bite!~"

Woods took his time getting up, but still had enough cognitive function to put on Grover Washington Jr's "Just The Two Of Us", to try and improve the mood, but Randy still wasn't having any of it. In a last ditch effort to try and seduce Randy, Jeffrey just..up and took his shirt off. That'll get things going, right? No, it didn't. Despite some swooning from some of his classmates, Randy himself didn't want any part of this. He was a few drinks deep as well, so in a drunken haze, he grabbed one of the bottles of booze they had, took a running start, and smashed it right over Jeff's head. The problem with that is that they were only a couple feet away from a bonfire, so when Jeff stumbled backward, he fell right into it, the alcohol on his exposed flesh quickly igniting. He quickly burst into flames, screaming and running off as the fire quickly seared his body, every remaining nerve ending he had that wasn't burnt away shocking his body with waves of pain. He could feel his scalp burning up once his hair was scorched away, finally finding solace in a nearby puddle that put out the flames. Jeff could see his life flashing before his eyes..his family, his brother..that was all he could see. As Randy and the other students' screams of horror faded away, Woods silently cursed himself for not doing anything more with his life..a single bloody tear rolled down his face as he shut his eyes for what he believed would be the last time.

Chapter 12: The End Of The Beginning

Suddenly..he was in some sort of void. The ground beneath him was black as pitch, and footsteps began to grow ever closer to him. When Jeff looked to see who was approaching, he found no earthly being waiting for his attention. When he laid his eyes on whatever approached, the previously totally dark void began to turn a sickly red. What stood before him was a monster unlike any other, an otherwordly monster many believed to be a mere tall tale.

HE COMES.

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Mystic Sisters- Ch.15 Broken Trust

Hikari’s Pov

“Hikari, can you take this order to Mr. Suzuki? It’s his and his wife’s anniversary cake.” Mrs. Hino said from the back room. I nodded taking off my apron and hanging on its hook before picking up the cake box. Mr. Suzuki’s apartment wasn’t that far from the cafe. He and his wife always came in at least once a week ordering cookies and lattes. I quickly dropped off the cake and headed back to the cafe. Walking back is when I felt a familiar cold breeze. I looked around and there weren't too many people around. “Great, the perfect time to attack” I thought to myself. I stood there for a few moments thinking what I should do. Suddenly the air no longer felt cold. All I could focus on was a strong scent. The more I took in this scent the more I was thirsty. I walked closer towards the scent but stopped in my tracks when I made eye contact with the blue eyed boy that I was too familiar with. The longer we had this staring contest the thirstier I grew. I started to walk towards him picking up my pace as I went. I don't know what I was thinking. I wasn't gonna actually fight him was I? Someone called my name, stopping me in my tracks. I turned around to see Mr Hara.

“Hikari? Are you okay? Are you heading to work?” I turned back around and blue eyes was gone. “I was heading back.” I told him turning back around to face him. He told me he was on his way to the cafe so we walked back together. One the way back I thought about that time Mr. Hara showed up when I was being chased. This was the second time he had showed up like this. Was he really just in the neighborhood or was he watching me? I mean weirder things have happened. Returning back to the cafe I drank two glasses of water within the span of a minute. Hisako watched me while finishing off a cookie.

“Someone is thirsty.” She laughed. I rolled my eyes at her putting my apron back on and walked into the front. When I got back Mr. Hara was rushing out the door. He always seemed busy. He rarely showed up to school anymore. Maybe there was something going on. Our other teachers always said he had family business to attend to and that’s why he was almost never there. He always seemed to be in the neighborhood though. Almost every time I had a run in with one of those boys he was there. I shook my head not wanting to think about the possibility of my teacher watching me. There were no customers right now so I started cleaning the table. When I was cleaning the last table I knocked over a glass of water. Reaching out to grab the glass when the water on the table froze. I quickly drew my hand back looking at the now frozen water. Did I do that? I touched the water and it went back to its liquid state. I stepped back for a moment staring at the water. Waving my hand over the water it all went back into the glass. The table was dry like nothing happened. I can control water now? What’s next?

Hisako was locking up tonight so I got to go home first. It was windy and pretty cold but luckily the train station wasn't that far. The wind blew harder sending a chill throughout my body. I was walking along the same path I was earlier when I felt his presence. I stopped in the exact same spot where we had locked eyes earlier. I don’t know how long I stood there but I jumped when I heard footsteps approaching me.

“Well, well you must be the one he can’t seem to stay away from.” A tall boy smirked at me.

“Who?” I asked confused. “The blue eyed boy that’s been stalking you.” He laughed taking a few steps closer. I stepped back with every move he made.

“Why are you so afraid hm? Akio was right you are pretty cute.” So that’s his name. Akio. He tried to grab my face but I swatted his hand away. He raised his eyebrows, surprised at my actions. “Playing hard to get? How cute.” He leaned down so we were now eye level.

“I like girls who are feisty.” he winked. With that I punched him in his nose causing him to stumble back a little.

“Is that feisty enough for you?” he looked up at me angrily with blood running down his face.

“Do I need to punch you again?” A sudden rush of confidence rushed over me and I walked closer to him. “Or do I need to break your nose so you’ll get the message?!’

“You bitch.” he snarled, getting ready to attack me when another figure tackled him to the ground punching him repeatedly. I watched as he punched the boy over and over, not missing once.

“Stop before you kill him!”

“Maybe I should.” the boy growled turning back to face me. It was Akio. His eyes were darker and filled with anger. Just like how Haru’s were before. A punch to his jaw sent him flying off the boy and closer to me.

“You really are whipped aren't you? You look at her for one second and you lose your focus.” the other boy said from the ground. His right eye was black. The boy jumped up trying to hit Akio but Akio kicked him sending him flying. Akio grabbed my hand and took off running. For him to have a cold exterior his hands were warm and comforting. Within seconds we were in front of the train station. Looking around it was the same train I always took. He really is stalking me. I heard the train signaling that it would be here any second.

“Get on and go home. I'll handle him.” He finally said.

“Wait why are you helping me?” He didn’t say anything but took off his beanie and put on my head.

“Here. It’s cold.” The train showed up and he nudged me into the train. I watched him from the window running back the direction we came from. I sat back on the seat and let go of a breath I didn't know I was holding. Everything is getting weirder and weirder.

“Im home.” I said tiredly, taking off my shoes and hanging my bag up.

“Why are you so late? Did something happen?” Yua asked from the couch eating a bowl of chips. “You look tired.” Yua followed me into the kitchen as I heated up leftovers. I told her everything that happened.

“So if I were to throw a glass of water at you, you’d be able to stop it?” She grinned hand gripping the glass in front of her.

“Yua don’t!” Before I knew it water came flying towards my face. I put both of my hands in front of my face, stopping the water. This time it froze mid air. I sighed, taking the glass from her and touched the water returning it back into the glass.

“I wonder if you can control other elements.”

“Yuaaaa.” I whined. “That’s not important. What is important is why Akio protected me.” I told her cleaning my dishes.

“Maybe he thinks you're cute.” She winked. I hit her arm with the wet dish towel. “You're not helping.”

I was finally back in my room after a long day. I changed into my pj’s and sat on my bed. I stared at Akio’s beanie sitting on my desk. He seemed so different from the time he attacked Yua and I. He was more gentle and caring. I walked over and picked up the hat running my fingers over the soft material. I closed my eyes and smiled. “Hikari don't cry. I hate it when you cry.” I heard a voice in my head say. I dropped the hat and my eyes shot open.

“Akio?”

A few days later

“Why don’t you believe me?!” Yua yelled from the other side of the table at our dad. He sighed resting his chopsticks on the table next to his bowl. We were supposed to be having dinner but like most night lately there was more fighting being done than eating.

“If these boys attacked you why didn't you say anything before? You waited until now to tell me or your mom.”

“How can I tell you when you're never home? When you are home all you do is get into fights with mom. What happened to you?!”

“Don’t raise your voice at me.”

“No, because the only time you listen to me is when I'm yelling. Otherwise you forget that you have a family.”

“Yua I didn’t forget-”

“Who is she? Who is that girl you were having dinner with? Remember you said you had a “work dinner”. He stared at her without saying anything.

“Hikari and I saw you. Haru saw you too. Are you cheating on mom? Why are you trying to break our family apart?”

“Yua that’s enough!” mom cried out finally saying something. Her and I had both been quiet this whole time.

“You always jump to conclusions. You’ve been so wrapped in Haru ever since he left and now that he’s back it’s even worse. He’s changed you. He’s the reason you don’t trust me or anyone. You're just afraid that someone will leave you again like he did.” I could tell Yua was hurt at this point. She was on the brink of crying.

“I'm more afraid of being raised by someone like you. I can't even trust my own parents. I rather be abandoned again than to be raised by you.” Yua got up from her chair and headed straight to her room. Dad turned his attention to me. “Are you gonna follow her like you always do?” He asked angrily. I did follow her. I found Yua sitting on her bed angry. I sat down across from her waiting for her to talk. After a few minutes she finally looked at me.

“You made me stay once but this time we’re leaving.”

“And where are we going?”

“I don’t know. Anywhere but here.” Yua continued on with her rant but I couldn't really hear her. I could hear that voice that I always heard trying to say something. I closed my eyes and focused on what they were trying to say. “You need to leave. Get out of there and we’ll find you. No matter what we’ll find you. If you need me, focus on me. My name is Saki -” ” We’ll find you? So there was more than one person looking for us. It seemed like Saki wanted to say more but was cut off. Maybe it was time for us to leave. Neither one of us felt safe here anymore. I opened my eyes and Yua was already looking at me.

“The voice came back. What did she say?”

“We need to leave.”

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