#stealy baby

[iplayghoul]

hot tub sex wit ony ? drabble ?? oneshot ?? this longer than i thought it wld be i just cant stop talkin... its 11 am bruh

its soooo obvious that im more into a soft sex kinda vibe, always or rough sex written in the most gentle and soft way possible 🙈

so i cant help but constantly imagine hot tub sex wit ony. in my head at the start of the relationship he constantly gravitates towards our apartment. in his mind he felt it was safer for his partners always, not wanting you to feel yk at danger in a man's house despite how safe he made you feel BUT ofc you have a jacuzzi.

in this universe, like in my head, i imagine both ony and reader have jobs in the medical feild likkee maybe ony is a surgeon and reader is a private psychiatrist who sometimes picks up shifts at the hospital onyankopon works at ???

ANYWHO becuzz of this they sometimes work hard ass shifts, whether theyre long or short, its hard as fuckk and they come home tired. ony gets home first, maybe an hour earlier and he has a key card to your apartment so he can let himself in, feeds your pets and relaxes on the couch, thinking of if he should make you two dinner or order sumn.

then he thinks of the jacuzzi, a nice relaxing hot soak after a hard shift is all he needs so he stops petting your cat or roughhousing with the dog and orders sushi, grabbing a drink of his choice whether it be wine, a light alcohol or sum shit for yall to sip when the sushi comes.

i think you get home not long after the sushi is delivered. maybe 10 minutes later and its still fresh and warm OUU shit i need sum sushi rn 😭 and ony fine ass is in some black swim shorts with the sushi all out on a platter wit the sauces on it, and hes got his feet in the water while he jus sits on the side of the jacuzzi and calls out to let yk where he is

you take a quick rinse off before donning a bikini, a black one to match his b4 putting up your braids and joining him on the edge wit a kiss. i like to think ony loooves kissing. he loves stimulatin his mouth n his lips. its a long, soft kiss and u cant help but lean into each other its like ugghh at last i can relax and let my gaurd down and just be vulnerable after being in this big position at work yk? 🤭

so you share several long kissing before both getting waist deep into the hot tub, letting the bubbling heated fun engulf you both as you down pieces of sushi, feeding each other while staying connected at the hip. i think he cant help but put his hands on u, always letting it rest on ur hip. sometimes i tink he jus likes to be touching you at all times its like a safety thing, sometimes jus resting his hand on your shoulder, ankle, tummy, dont matterrr he wants to kno ur there.

its only a matter of time before talking about each others day becomes nothing more than a whisper of a conversation. and ur eyes cant leave each others lips... necks, chests... and then ur kissin again :) hehee and kissin all over each other so tenderly and meek.

just then hes slipping his hands under ur peachy squishy ass n lifting u to the edge of the tub, kickin ur feet in the air and he sees ur toes are done. pretty pink polish with a baby pink french tip, and baby pink flower designs dancing across a few toes ... hes not one to have a raging foot fetish but it entices him,,, sooo he puts ur toes in his mouth and it tickles a bit ! but feeling his hot tongue caress ur little toes carelessly makes u feel all warm, especially ur cheeks.

eeeeek and then he jus cant help but continue to lick , suck n kiss all about your ankle, i imagine ur gold/silver lil anklet has his name awn it cuz he doesnt want u to tattoo his name :<< , but his lips smooth there way up to your inner thighs and hes pullin ur panties to the side so his thick lips can sink into ur thick lips as he slowly jus... makes out wit ur cunt idk if i can even call it 'eating out' anymore, hes in luv with ur pussy. obsessed wit the way u smell down there actually. fuck a roses and flowers smell bitch he is stealin yo panties after a LONG day at work tf 😭 he jus like me fr ok ok.

i jus luv a soft sex moment, his tongue mixes wit u sooo well and ur whines are of no use to him cuz he's havin fun and everythings jus so... slow and relaxed. ur grindin up into his face slow too cuz what else can u do but relax and just let your man do his thing. hes laying his upper body into you, drinkin ur squirt when u cum and mushin his face all in ur cream when u do orgasm, its long and drawn out and so. good.

then he pulls u back in the water wit him, slippin his dick in u fluidly, connecting u both and honestly yall sit there for a good minute. just basking in each others immaculate warmth. the fuck is dragging , sloww and aching but neither of u care to move faster. ur holdin the edge of the tub and hes holdin ur legs up to your shoulders , usin each other as leverage to fuck into the other slow and deep. low moans r harmonizing wit each other and its just... perfect :(

all thruought the fuck n i cannawwt stress this enuf he is kissin on u , he cant help it. he revels in kissin all over ur face and lips even if ur too far gone to kiss him back , kissin on ur neck and ur tits that are all squished together cuz of the position annnnd kissin on ur thighs and ur legss as theyre so far up he can reach em wit his mouth. he presses kisses on ur head too . u deserve it :(( ohh u deserve it so bad and its moments like these that i luv always.

even when u guys cum , ur lips are locked and ur swallowing each others moans, and breathin hot in each others mouths when ur done.

why is this so long notice how i cant shut tf up ab soft sex ???? bye yall !

#﹒﹒﹒💗 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦: 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 💌 𓂃 ! #aot onyankopon #onyankopon snk #onyankopon smut #onyankopon x reader #onyankopon #ony x reader #onyankopon x black y/n #onyankopon x black reader #worrdd vomit! #aot smut #attack on titan #aot x reader #aot x black reader #black coded characters #onyankopon headcannon

[nikkialena]

Ninety Days

Goku x reader Vegeta x reader black reader god of destruction reader op reader

Pathetic; you sighed holding the unconscious head of one of the so called legendary Saiyans in-between your fingers.

"And here I thought you boys would be a challenge, come on Vegeta where's that fire in your eyes, didn't you say you were going to kill me I'M WAITING".

You'd hissed down at the bruised and battered male, he staggered to his feet slowly breath coming in ragged gasps, his eyes darted around looking for an escape but you had no intentions of letting him go.

Like a caged animal he bared his teeth pearly fangs martyred with crimson pools spilling down his lips and chin like a running river, he'd lost all his fighting spirit.

And panic began to settle in his heart like a poison it seeped from every nerve and pained him further as his breathing became labored, sweat dripping down his temples as he tried desperately to focus.

His mouth fell open to speak but in the literal blink of an eye you were in front of him clutching his throat in your stealy grip. His eyes rolled back into his skull as his face contorted in pain, a wheezing gurgle sound fell from his lips as you checked your nails.

They looked nice this day, trembling hand's grasped your wrist and so you returned your attention to the Saiyan male whilst dropping the other one.

He looked positively pitiful writhing in the floor air trying to breathe through the vice you held against his windpipe. It was pathetic really; you thought. One of the most powerful of the Saiyans reduced to a trembling weakling so soon.

You had at least expected him to play a little longer, "STOP IT" came a shrill voice from below you, one of their little gremlins shouted at you with glossy eyes.

With a bored expression you dropped Vegeta, allowing gravity to take him as you flew down to the little boy, "PLEASE DON'T" shouted Bulma as you scooped up the little boy in your arms.

"One I would never directly harm a child Two know your place mortal", you spat and her jaw snapped shut with a audible click.

Turning back to the boy in your arms you could feel him trembling in your gasp, "what's your name", you commaned and he weakly mumbled "Goten".

"Listen very clearly Goten, your answer just might save your father's and his buddies life, when a god is eating do you bother them?"

You cooed in a baby voice, he shook his head no but you grabbed his chin between your fingers, "use your words, your a big boy aren't you?"

Swallowing nervously he sighed "n-no Ma'am" he whispered.

"Then why did your brainless father and his lackey do so?"

You feigned in a fake confused voice while dropping the boy, he quickly jumped to his feet, trailing after you as you stalked towards Bulma.

"uh um.....b-because he's dumb and he didn't understand the gravity of the situation?"

He tried closing one eye just encase you snapped at him, stopping in your tracks you fell into the air preforming a lazy summer salt in the air.

You booped his nose "good job you just saved their lives, now Bulma", turning to Bulma she flinched and began sweating profusely "we had a deal Bulma".

"I get a comfortable meal, and your miserable planet gets a extension....so tell me Bulma...are you a woman of your word because I AM but I'm not exactly feeling comfortable.....BULMA".

She nodded her head so vigorously you thought it would pop off her neck, "I'm word k-keep I-I-I keep word... I mean yes I'll feed comfortable to you. I-I-I mean I'll feed you to comfortable I-I-I mean-".

You grabbed her lips growing tired of her mindless speech, "go prepare food now or everyone dies", without another word she took off and you turned your sight's to the little boy he flinched.

"Where is your most comfortable bed playing around with Saiyan children makes me tired", he nodded and lead you into the house.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Goku woke up with a sharp pain...... everywhere, you really knew how to throw a punch sucking in a deep breath, he pulled himself off the floor tensing as a wave of nausea sent right back onto it.

Last thing he remembered before passing out was you beating him within an inch of his life and CHICHI, he had to get to Chichi.

Dragging himself from the floor he threw open the door nearly tearing it off it's hinges, stumbling down the stairs he bit his tongue due to the pain but kept going.

The soft whisper of chatter drew him to the kitchen; where he found you legs crossed bowl in hand slurping down noodles while Bulma frantically ran around the kitchen.

His blood boiled and he went to attack you but you cut him off, "the boy's already lost one parent today do you really want to make it two?"

You hissed [E/C] eyes piercing through him like swords; Goku swallowed hard body slumping in defeat, Chichi.....was dead sure they had their problems but.

He couldn't stop the feeling of his heart shredding slowly, part of him thought this to be his fault, tears swelled in his eyes as he glared at you but you were unbothered.

He left silently walking out of the house without looking back, he felt sicker than ever.

It was then that he felt the cold seeping into his bones, as he saw the grave, the fresh dirt covering her, without thinking he dug up her body and just cradled it.

Breaking down into tears and allowing himself to say his goodbyes; by the time he was finished who knows what hour it was he was determined.

He was going to bring her back with the dragon balls, storming into the house however he over heard your conversation with Bulma.

"My beautiful goddess.... please reconsider destroying our planet", that halted his steps as he waited for your answer "no, my mind is made the humans will die. I'm already behind schedule anyway, y'all were supposed to be destroyed a while ago be grateful you got to live a good life and cherish your last moments".

Storming into the kitchen he practically kicked down the door, "YOU CAN'T DESTROY THE EARTH", he shouted but you continued to eat unphased.

"Why not", you question stumped him stealing the words from his tongue and snapping him out his angry stupor, "uh w-well because there's innocent people".

You took a sip of water from a glass before turning to face him with a hard glare, "nobody is truly innocent everyone has secrets sins they do behind closed doors, and so that makes them punishable".

Goku was stumped racking his brain for a response, "well um but we have our on judges shouldn't they judge", licking the sauce from your lips you dabbed your lips with a napkin and stood up.

"You mean the very judges who allow rapist, murderers and pedophiles to roam the streets and lock up innocents, or the judges who won't take cases because of someone's racial background?"

"Face it Goku human beings are terrible, they promote the genocide lesser intelligent species, still practice slavery, steal from each other all the time and are slowly poisoning your birth planet".

Walking over to the door you began to unlock but stopped, "their an blemish to our universe and a pague, I will not allow them to spread to other planets".

"Wait" Goku shouted watching you leave; flying through the house he searched for you and found you outside, jeez you were quick he thought to himself.

Grabbing your wrist before you could fly away him spun you around, and you glared daggers at him, "what if we can prove to you their worth sparing".

You tried to shake him off but his grip was persistently getting stronger, "it's not going to happen let me go or I'll kill you".

"Then do it; either way I'll die anyway if you destroy this planet", that was it this was Goku's big plan, from the corner of his eye he saw Goten come out the house.

You looked just about ready to kill him but at the sight of Goten reasonably calmed, a low sigh fell from your lips, "fine....you have ninety days if you fail you and everyone and thing on this planet will die by my hand" she barked.

Yanking her hand free of his grasp Goku's shoulders slumped in relief and he almost fell out the air, "okay that's doable I won't let you down" he mumbled with a smile.

Your lips turned up in a smile as well "good because everyone is counting on you" you sneered, patting his shoulder "no pressure or anything" you stang flying away leaving a endless pit in his gut.

Yeah......no.... pressure

@tiana-maxivar @dreamnior

#xreader #goku x reader #vegeta x reader #god of destruction #fanfiction #black reader

[epacer]

Health

State health officials now involved in outbreak at local schools

The San Diego County Health & Human Services Agency says it is now working with the state health department to respond to outbreaks of flu-like symptoms at Patrick Henry and Del Mar high schools this week.

Dr. Cameron Kaiser, the county's deputy public health officer, said about 40% percent of students at those campuses stayed home on Wednesday, the most recent day for which he had data. Some preliminary tests on students were positive for influenza A.

"It is important to note, though, the state is already involved with this. We certainly reported it up to them. I’m sure they’re discussing it with their federal partners," Kaiser said. "Right now, though, this is occurring against a baseline of something that we expected to happen, and that’s why we want people to be prepared."

Kaiser warned that the current outbreak isn’t limited to these high schools, but said school outbreaks were more noticeable because administrators monitor attendance.

"If you’re going to see a large number of people sick out in a geographic area, you tend to see it hit the schools first," he said, "not because it’s not occurring other places, but that’s simply those are the ones keeping the closest tabs on statistics."

The county says the flu is already spreading quickly in the community, and is only going to get worse. So officials are urging everyone to get their flu shot — especially people who are more vulnerable.

"Across the county we’re seeing a large number of influenza cases in some of the largest counts we’ve ever seen for October," Kaiser said. "This is important for folks to realize that, if it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, it probably is a duck, and we already expected that it was going to to be a bad flu season. And everything is clicking into place."

Dr. Teresa Hardisty, a Sharp Rees-Stealy pediatrician, told KPBS that influenza A is particularly hard-hitting. She said that, after a couple of years of pandemic precautions, not everyone's immune system is ready for it.

"The natural immunity in the population has gone down, and influenza has not really circulated that much," Hardisty said. "And so people are coming in with high fevers, serious cough, feeling achy and low fevers. Usually with influenza the fevers last for four or five days, and they can be as high as 104 or 105, so people are very uncomfortable."

Hardisty said the flu vaccine gave the body a "prewarning," so, if someone gets the flu, they have a milder case.

"[The flu] rages through the community, so I think that if you can decrease the level of illness by having the vaccine prior, I think that is an important critical way for you to protect yourself and also minimize the chance that you might spread influenza A to somebody who might has lower natural immunity," Hardisty said.

She said she had seen the worst cases in medically fragile babies, children under the age of 1, and children with asthma and other conditions. She urges parents to get children vaccinated if they’re old enough. And, she said, "I would recommend to be more cautions with exposure in large indoor groups [and] in communities that have current outbreaks."

When that’s not possible, she said masking was possible for older children, and advised parents to talk to their doctors about medications that can protect their children.

And for people who are sick, she said, plenty of rest and healthy foods are key to getting better. *Reposted article from KPBS by Kitty Alvarado & Carlos Castillo, October 14, 2022

[willy-shakesqueer]

Adventurertober 2020: Day 21 - "Slight of Hand"

Claura has stealy tendencies and a taste for collecting shoes.

#inktober #dnd #dungeons and drawings #my art #cornish campaign #claura tolman #stealy baby #also she stole my hat and i still haven't forgiven her #even though she gave it back #this post brought to you by the author still not knowing how to spell

[a-c-u-l-o-s]

In case anyone else is obsessed with baby!Artemis (thanks a lot @daphnc) 

I wrote a little thing with our favourite crime baby. 

Also, did I realise after writing the entire thing that I forgot to include his parents? It’s uh... it’s a metaphor. Butler is dad, fight me!

#artemis fowl #he’s a lil adorable baby mafia #he is baby #Butler is dad headcanon #look at his tiny lil stealy hands #he's cute and full of Fowl CRIME

[maryellencarter]

You know, with reference to the whole car crash shenanigans, I keep thinking of the line from Hot Fuzz about not calling it an accident cause that implies it was nobody's fault. Like -- as Sir Terry Pratchett might have put it, I was not in a traffic accident, I was in a traffic on-purpose. ;P That's not quite worded right, but you know what I mean?

#stealy wheely automobiley #i dont even know why this is my car tag now except that it amuses me #and reminds me of baby parker driving getaway cars #and i need something to cheer me up in among all this car shit #im going to urgent care later and see if my neck is fucked up or just sore

[muvana]

via Giphy

#gif #funny #picture #bestofday #love #Giphy #baby #rabbit #animals being jerks #thief #steal #steali

[kageyuji]

aaah heyo my baby, heyo my honey~ 😽 fun fact!! so actually i planned on sending an ask yesterday to ask if you’re (hopefully) enjoying the playlist and to ask about your day but!! then i saw the other anons talking about me w you and i got all shy and flustered real quick and closed tumblr and hid under my blanket squealing instead 😿 anyways i’ve slept the flusteredness (?) off and now i’m back to talk to my one and only (!!) baby 😽😽 no gf stealie!! 😾

i hope you’re doing well and staying hydrated!! the weather currently is kinda bleh where i am? it’s been like this all week and while i usually like rain and gloomy days, my friend’s graduation is on saturday and it takes place outside so i really hope the weather gets better until then :( at least it’s not unbearably hot anymore, so that’s good? i think-

while the gf hcs flustered me to no end :‘<,,,they were actually kinda on point which freaked me out a little- but!! i actually used to make lunchboxes for my friend!! it got to a point where it kind of became a hobby and i even bought those cute little shape cutters so i could have heart shaped oranges instead of normal orange slices :> you’d get all the heart fruits bc ur my pretty boy!! 😽

anyways, i hope you have a good day!! enjoy yourself bby boy MWAH <3

forehead kissies coming right up!~❣️

HI BABBYYY :3 i told them they weren’t allowed to steal you but they tried anyway </3 a valiant effort, but you’re mine heheh. i did listen to the playlist as soon as i got home last night though, it’s really sweet tysm :(( i’m listening to it now actually

but yes i am taking care of myself!! i intended to go to bed at 11 last night but didn’t sleep until 3 but i’m not tired so 🤨 it’s been hot here so i’ve been inside mostly, i really like rain though !! it feels nice and i like the smell SBJXN

also, side note, i was told ppl that live in cities can’t smell rain 🤨 anyways

THAT IS REALLY CUTE THOUGH WAIT :(( now i wait oranges i’m-

and yes i’m having a good day heheh, my dog is sleeping on me rn :3 i hope you are too, remember to drink water and eat and take care of yourself heheh, mwah <3

#icymi #gf.txt <3

[slusheeduck]

Binding Resolution

https://slusheeduck.tumblr.com/post/626433636773838848/binding-resolution[Chapter 1] [Chapter 2]

Chapter 3

              The backpack falls from your hands with a loud thud, and the lovey-dovey exchanges come to a screeching halt. Queen Vanessa’s head snaps over to look at you, ice-blue eyes narrowing suspiciously before she puts on a stiff smile.

              “Darling, who’s this?” she asks through her teeth.

              The Prince—should you start thinking of him as Snatcher? But that’s so weird—looks over at you. “Hey, kiddo, welcome back to the world of the living,” he says with a smile, though it fades as he pulls away from Vanessa to crouch down in front of you. “Well, maybe I spoke too soon. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

              You laugh. You know you shouldn’t, but like, come on.

              Despite the fact that you did not actually find his comment that funny, he relaxes. “Well, that’s more than you’ve said all day.”

              “Darling, who is that?” Vanessa’s voice is much more clipped, and her smile seems frozen in place. You don’t like that.

              The Prince, however, is unphased and pats your hat. “An urchin I picked up off the street, obviously. Getting ready for a life of indentured servitude.” He smiles down at you. “Do I have to tell you I’m joking now, or are you catching on?”

              You manage a weak laugh. These jokes of his weren’t really that funny to begin with, but now they make you a little sick. He pats your hat again as he looks back to Vanessa.

              “She’s just a little visitor. Got lost in the woods, so we’re getting her rested up before finding out where home is.”

              Vanessa’s stuck smile finally disappears, now replaced with an exaggerated pout. “But…but I came home early so we could spend a whole extra day together.”

              “And we will, my love, we will.”

              “But…I don’t want anyone bothering you today! I mean, apart from me, of course.” The pout becomes even more exaggerated. “After all, we’re getting married soon. We should be spending every moment possible together to get ready.”

              The Prince shakes his head with a fond smile, then walks back to Vanessa and presses a kiss to her forehead. “We have plenty of time, my princess, don’t you worry.” He takes a step back, keeping his hands on her arms. “Look, I’ve already had the Dwellers cooking up some food, and I’m sure you’re exhausted after fast-tracking it home. Why don’t you…” He taps her nose. “…go freshen up, and I’ll take care of some business I got behind on thanks to our visitor, and then we’ll all meet up in a bit for brunch. Deal?”

              Vanessa giggles. “Deal,” she says, leaning forward to kiss him again before jumping up to give him a tight hug. Over his shoulder, her bright smile drops as she looks down at you, something in her eyes sending a chill down your spine.

A moment later, she bounced back out of his arms. “I’ll miss you every moment we’re apart, my prince,” she coos.

              “And so will I, my princess.” He kisses her again, then pulls away to walk down the hallway.

Vanessa watches him go, then sighs before stomping her way up the stairs. From your spot, you hear the door open. “Why are you in here?” you hear her ask the Dwellers. “My bedroom should have been UNTOUCHED.”

              You decide now is a good time to see what the Prince is up to.

~

              You find him in an office, tucked away in the back corner of the mansion. You don’t think you ever got this far, but then again, you might not have been able to recognize it if you had. The Prince is crouched over his desk, quill scratching quickly over paper.

              You’re willing to bet pons to donuts that he’s writing out contracts of some sort, but probably ones of a less soul-stealy nature. And, since he’ll one day be legally obligated to be your BFF, you figure you might as well take a look.

              “Oh, hey, kid. You looking to be put to work?”

              You hesitate for a moment, looking at his desk. Pages upon pages of letters are scattered all over it.

              “I won’t turn down the help, pull up a chair and grab a quill.” He pushes his pot of ink so it sits between the two of you, then puts his hand over it. “Wait. You can write, can’t you?”

              You send him a flat look and nod.

              “Just checking! Someone is definitely feeling better, isn’t she?” He pulls his hand back, picking up his quill again. “Anyway, I’m just writing letters to the Dwellers, so don’t worry about being too fancy. It sounds sappy, but…we’re pretty isolated out here, so I like sending them some mail every now and again. They’re always over the moon to get some from the ‘outside world,’ even if it’s just a smiley face.”

              You smile a bit as you start to write. This is much nicer than outright stealing mail and redelivering it. Huh, Snatcher really wasn’t that bad of a guy before everything happened, was he?

              A thought crosses your mind, a kind of terrible one. Generally speaking, trying to change the past is a BIG no-no, even bigger than dropping a Time Piece. But…if…and this was a BIG if…but if you could stop the break up from happening, then maybe Vanessa and the Prince could stay normal, and Subcon Forest could stay happy. In that case, it’d be better for everyone involved, wouldn’t it?

              The Prince interrupts your thoughts by cracking his knuckles. “Jeez, writing this much makes my hands cramp up. Back in school I would have actual dreams about being able to write up contracts with just my mind. But I suppose that’s the life of a prince, isn’t it?” He takes up his quill again, then pauses. “Well, technically, that’s the life of the Grand Duke of the Subcon Forest—actually, technically Grand Duke and District Attorney of the Subcon Forest. But that’s a mouthful, isn’t it?”

              Attorney? You knew it.

              The Prince catches your smug look and grins. “Bet you haven’t heard of a noble lawyer, have you, kid? Well, I haven’t, either. But lawyers who are minor royalty are also pretty rare.” He laughs at his own joke, and you politely laugh with him. “Anyway, I thought it’d be a good thing to have in my pocket, you know? But—and contain your surprise at this, kid—there’s not much in terms of legal settlements out here in Subcon. But who knows, maybe it’ll come in handy when I’m king. There’s all sorts of treaties and stuff to take care of, and I won’t have to worry about Subcon when it’s not my domain anymore.” A strange expression crosses his face at that, and he abruptly sets the quill down. “Anyway, I think that’s enough letters for this round. I’ve got ribbons in the drawer there, we’ll just roll these up, tie ‘em off, and then pop them into some mailboxes.”

              You nod, then open up the drawer. You don’t find ribbons, but you do find a very official-looking piece of paper with the word “Contract” embellished at the top.

              Really, you’re surprised it took you this long.

              You pull it out, looking it over. It’s much longer than the ones Snatcher gave you, with a lot of big words and sentences that seem to go on forever. But you do pick out “Queen Vanessa” and “marriage,” so it’s probably…

              “Heyyy, hey, hey, that is definitely not ribbons.” The contract is plucked out of your hand, and the Prince puts it back in the drawer in a hurry before slamming it shut. “Anyway, you don’t want to read that. It’s all boring marriage stuff. Did you know there’s a whole bunch of legal processing when you get married? No, wait, of course you wouldn’t, you’re, like, six. Annnnyway…”

              “My Priiiiince!”

              This time, the Prince looks downright relieved at the squeal, and this time he’s prepared for Vanessa to launch herself at him, deftly catching her and setting her in his lap.

              “I was wondering when you’d be coming in,” he says, leaning forward to rub his nose against hers.

              “Oh, I’m sorry to keep you waiting, darling,” she replies, giving him another pout. “It was those Dwellers. Someone apparently messed up my bed while I was gone.”

              For a moment, you and the Prince lock eyes over her shoulder, both of you fighting grimaces. The Prince breaks away first, putting on a mock-serious face as he cups her chin.

              “Well! I’ll be sure to get to the bottom of it, my love. We can’t have your bedroom getting messed up.”

              Vanessa giggles before snuggling up to him. “It’ll be so much easier when we’re married. I’m not letting you out of my sight, ever, and so I won’t even need a visiting room out here in Subcon! Just think, no more incompetent Dwellers demanding your attention and messing up our beds.” She lifts her head. “Speaking of, have they finished brunch yet? I’m starving.”

              The same strange expression crosses his face, but only for a moment before his smile’s back on. “I’m sure they are by now. Why don’t we get going?” He helps Vanessa to her feet, then, keeping a hold of her hand, presses kisses up the length of her arm as he stands up himself.

              Jeez. You knew the two of them were in love, but this is just gross. But you’ve already decided you’re going to try and help, and “gross” is much more preferable to “murderous.” Even so, you’d almost prefer having them be their current selves if it means no more baby talk and gratuitous smooching.

              “Hey, kid, come on. Bet you’re starving after the morning you’ve had,” the Prince says. He doesn’t seem to notice when Vanessa grips his arm tighter, nor the icy look she sends your way before giving a sharp smile.

              “Of course. Wouldn’t want our guest to go hungry.” The smile drops, and she tugs the Prince out the door, much more roughly than she needs to.

              You get the feeling she doesn’t like you much. But much more important is the feeling that your stomach is empty, so you shake it off and follow them.

~

              You haven’t had brunch before, but you’ve decided it’s now your favorite meal of the day. At least, it is in Subcon Forest.

              There’s eggs and sausage and biscuits and fruit and, most importantly, cookies! For BREAKFAST! Time travel is notorious for making you hungry, and you’re pretty sure you’ve inhaled six of these breakfast cookies before you’ve even sat down properly.

              You realize halfway through your second sausage that you’re probably not behaving the way you should when having  brunch with royalty, but the Prince doesn’t seem to mind all that much.

              “Careful, Vanessa,” he says as you reach for yet another cookie. “Looks like we might have someone who loves cookies more than you.”

              “Not possible.” Vanessa’s voice is flat, and she hasn’t so much as touched her fork yet. Instead, she’s just staring at you. Her face is composed, but you still get the impression she’s imagining some not very nice things.

              The Prince doesn’t seem to notice, instead stirring his coffee with another laugh. “You really ought to come back when Vanessa’s the one in the kitchen. Her cookies? Ugh, to die for.”

              Suddenly, you don’t want to eat anymore cookies. Possibly ever again.

              “Oh, if you’re looking for jam, try this one.” The Prince nudges a small jar toward you. “Here, I lo—” He catches himself. “It’s my favorite.”

              You’re not sure what’s weirder: the way he corrected himself, or the fact that you’re getting jam recommendations from Snatcher. Either way, you decide you might as well try it. As you’re spooning it onto some toast, another heavenly smell comes from the kitchen. This one seems to pull Vanessa out of her one-sided staring contest with you, but she doesn’t seem any happier. In fact, she looks outright angry.

              “What is that?” she snaps at the Dweller who enters the room with a covered dish.

              The Dweller pauses, their masked face going between Vanessa and the Prince. “It’s, uh…actually, I think it needs to go back to the kitchen.”

              “Show me what you’ve brought,” Vanessa says through her teeth.

              “Vanessa, love…” The Prince tries, but she holds up a finger to shush him. The Dweller is visibly shaking as they lift up the cover on the tray.

              “Bacon?!”

              You swear you see the lights flicker, and you sink down in your seat as she continues to shout at the Dweller.

              “You know bacon is not allowed at the table!”

              “Vanessa, darling, it was a mistake.” The Prince is immediately on his feet, turning Vanessa around to face him. The Dweller took the chance to bolt back into the kitchen. “I mean, you dropped by much earlier than planned and…”

              “I don’t care! I won’t have you loving something more than me first thing in the morning!” She gasps suddenly, then narrows her eyes up at him. “Have you…have you been eating bacon when I’m not here?”

              “No, no! Of course not, dearest. And anyway, you know I could never love anything more than you, especially not some cured pork.”

              “I don’t want you to love anything but me!” she snaps back at him, pushing him back before crossing her arms in a huff. “Not bacon, not this stupid forest, nothing.”

              Immediately, the Prince is behind her, hugging her tightly despite her stiff pose. “Don’t be ridiculous, love. You know I love you more than anything, Vanessa.”

              For a moment, she stays stiff, but then she leans against him with a sigh. “I just…after my last relationship…”

              “I know.”

              “And I get so worried…”

              “I know, I know. But I’m not like him.”

              Vanessa lets out a shaky sigh, then turns and buries her face in his chest. The Prince strokes her hair silently for several minutes, then lifts her head and rubs her cheek with his thumb, smiling gently.

              “Better?”

              Vanessa nods.

              “I think, love, that you’re exhausted.” He leans down to kiss her cheek. “Look, I’ve still got some Dweller business to attend to. Why don’t you take a nap, and then by the time you wake up, I’ll be right back.”

              She looks up at him with big, blue eyes. “Promise?”

              “Promise.”

              Vanessa nods, then pulls the Prince down to give him a very long kiss right on the lips. Finally, she lets him go. The Prince blinks a few times, looking stunned, then shakes his head.

              “C-C’mon, Kid. Can’t keep the Dwellers waiting for their mail,” he says, smiling woozily.

              You quickly hop down from your chair, all but running to the Prince’s side after witnessing all that. Despite everything telling you not to, you look back at Vanessa. She’s not smiling as you two go, and as a shadow crosses her face, you swear you can see a trace of red in her ice-blue eyes. You pick up the pace and turn back around, sticking as close to the Prince as possible as you both exit the house.

              You’ll be the first to admit that you don’t know the first thing about relationships. After all, you’re just a kid. But what you’re seeing doesn’t seem normal, and maybe your goal here shouldn’t be trying to keep the two of them together.

              Maybe it’s keeping them far, far apart.

[Chapter 4]

#a hat in time #ahit #ahit fanfic #hat kid #snatcher #queen vanessa #Apparently my interpretation of the Prince is bad jokes only he finds funny #that's it that's all I got #oh wow slush look at that you posted at a decent time can you believ #e #I tried to wait until this afternoon but I couldn't

[loveeveryoneincludingfictional]

Mcyt mafia AU part 1

Hi I’m jay and I take forever to write, enjoy mafia, I’ll also put on A03.

_________________________________

He isn’t a difficult man to understand despite his appearance being an absolute mystery, he is a man that is better left without questions and enjoyed in a way that has no curiosity, has no funny business to it, he is a man who respects his privacy after all. He seems like the most simple of all enigmas when it comes to the way he is sitting in the car seat with his mask on his face to hide from the world, subtly pulling it over his eyes to not look at the things happening outside with his right hand man talking about what is going to be happening in this meeting—Dream seems uncaring to the contents of his speech, annoying George to the point of wishing to rip his hair out. He’s so tired of Dream, sometimes at least, reckless man with reckless plans that somehow work out nonetheless pisses him off hugely when they’re talking about L’manberg (or L’manburg, he’s not sure which one the name actually is).

L’manburg is rather different, it’s a drug empire from Europe with a leader with a clear face to attach to, a reputation only slightly less filled with rumours and wicked memories than the American George works with, the other man’s name being Wilbur. George personally has never met the man, no matter how he keeps getting pestered that he must due to being British himself, especially since he is associated with organised crime, but he knows from the way the others have spoken about him that he is almost—maybe as intelligent as dream. Such a person existing is both terrifying and intriguing to the right hand man, Dream may be reckless but he’s nothing to scoff at when it comes to intellect, especially for George no matter how he wishes he would take this a tiny bit more seriously, even the smallest bit, just a drop of seriousness instead of wheezing with Sapnap while the Brit feels sick with unease at the moving scenery.

When the meeting location is reached, a simple abandoned looking pizza place near the dock, Dream puts the mask on right with what George thinks may be a tiny bit of an uneasy glance at him before he opens the door for himself, jumping out the car with barely a look around. The Brit wonders how the hell the man can be so incredibly intelligent to the point of making him feel idiotic with the ease of his genius ways—but then a minute later jump out the car just for a chance to stretch his long legs. Perhaps George is simply too short to understand the feeling of ecstasy that seemingly causes the reckless actions but even if he doesn’t understand doesn’t mean he can’t criticise them within his mind, he’s aware, alert, and having Dream be like this brings him unease.

Next to the door stands a man—two men actually, George expects them to be who they’re here to meet. One looks young, other man seems his age, he assumes the one with the better posture to be Wilbur only based in brown eyes that have been described to him, as well as him being tall enough to probably stomp on him in his average height. He suddenly feels so very short, even if he is average, with everyone standing at least 6 feet other than Sapnap. Is there a height cutoff for being a mafia leader he isn’t aware of? He’d assume tall bodyguards, not tall heirs.

“Dream,” Wilbur speaks, tone of voice surprising George in the warmth, familiarity, kindness, it isn’t what he expected from Mafia but it’s exactly what he expects from the curly hair and wide smile. George almost feels it has to be a trick, a lullaby into a false security, the way the man speaks cannot possibly be natural for a man with such power, “Welcome, my friend, pleased you could make it!”

“Pleasure is all mine,” Dream speaks, polite, no rambling, expresses no need for cheek kisses and questions about family. It’s definitely unease, George notes, or perhaps awkwardness. He’s know his boss long enough to know when such an issue comes, when he speaks short and polite, laughs quietly, doesn’t wheeze, all signs of awkwardness unease or discomfort.

“I believe you have met Tommy,” Wilbur speaks, keeping to his smile, keeping to his polite almost mentor like role. Perhaps for ‘Tommy’, he doesn’t exactly know, but his voice is much calmer than he could’ve expected. Wilbur acts more like he’s drinking wine in a room of white furniture sitting back with a little smirk because he’s sophisticated and knows his hands won’t spill and if it were to, he could just replace, rather than like he’s seen the gates of hell and will drag you through them with fury and hatred for looking at him wrong even with his height giving him an edge unless he goes for the kneecaps.

“I have,” Dream speaks, Tommy looking at him with a fuming look in his eyes that makes him look completely hilarious and also terrifying, “I hope we’re not meeting about his property—I was given the discs as fairly as he got them the first time.”

“While I still think what you did was like taking candy from a baby, you were born into all this fighting and dealing and fear,” Wilbur starts, dream about to start defending himself but cut off by Wilbur speaking, “That’s not what I’m talking about, not today. Perhaps one day in the future I may request you reconsider stealing something with nearly no value to you but having fought someone younger than you for it, having crushed someone’s spirit and taken sentimental objects, that day is not today.”

“The more you insult me the less I want to negotiate,” Dream finally proclaims after the long speech leaves the tall Brits mouth.

“Oh goodness do you need me on my knees for you, Dream?”

“Preferably.”

“Oh great Dream forgive me I think it’s underhanded to fight someone with not a quarter of your experience!”

“You weren’t on your knees,” George speaks, drawing the attention of the tallest Brit with a simple sentence. Well shit, he is done for, he is absolutely destroyed. Wilbur is looking at him and unlike Dream, who George reads with reasonable mistakes here and there due to familiarity not always meaning causation mean, Wilbur is scary and confusingly open.

“Who are you?” Wilbur questions with intrigue, watching George with interest and a cocked eyebrow as George thinks of what to say, wondering how he should introduce himself.

“George, he’s my friend,” Dream speaks, putting an arm around him with a look in the direction of Wilbur, as if to say to back off him. George just rolls his eyes, he’s not useless enough to need to be introduced, he just needed a moment because of his absolute and complete terror because of the chocolate eyes looking at him like he’s an intruder, weirdly calm yet angry, so unjustly open yet masked. It just took him aback.

“Friend?” Wilbur asks with a laugh, looking at George then Dream, everything about the laugh is so weirdly uncomfortable, “I didn’t know you had those.”

“I have many,” Dream speaks, snapping his mask slightly against his face, George rolling his eyes at the action, “Especially as a civilian, without the mask. I doubt you get to see how that works though, flaunting your face wherever you go.”

“Perhaps that’s logical enough, I will give you it must be significantly easier. However, riddle me this, does George even know your face, Dream?”

No I don’t, George thinks, looking over to Dream with anxiety because he can feel how he looks down at him in one of those rare moments George can’t actually know what’s going on in his head even when he’s learned to read him so well, he’s learned to understand with the mask what the hell is going on with him every single time he speaks, he’s learned to understand the masked man. But currently? Currently he feels like as much of a mystery as when he first met him, when he first needed to work for the company as Dream introduced it as, he feels like a puppy being pulled by his stoic owner in directions he isn’t completely capable of understanding no matter how hard he tries to. It’s like he’s bearing his claws into him, wondering something he doesn’t understand—if he’s worthy? Have they known each other long enough for that to even come to his intelligent mind even if they got to know each other at an exceptional pace. He doesn’t understand.

“Pardon, didn’t mean to ruffle your feathers this much,” Wilbur speaks, Dream looking to him with pure annoyance to the reassurance of the smallest there, “Now, please, allow me to explain why I invited you here on the dock—other than taking you out of course—please come in.”

“Will, do we really need—?” Tommy starts, perhaps the first sentence of Tommy’s George has taken note of. Whatever he was saying, Wilbur stops him with a hand in the air, the boy huffing before quieting down in a way that makes almost no sense, as if this instruction felt bad to him or as if the very fact the command is silent is almost embarrassing.

“Tommy please if you want to be in the meeting, you will have to act like a man.”

“But I am a man!”

“Act it then, we have discussed this.”

“What is it about?” Dream questions as they finally get inside, sitting in a chair across the table from Wilbur where George sits with Tommy across from him, feeling almost like a babysitter. Babysitter at a Mafia meeting, that there is either a comedy or a romance movie, he swears he would go see it.

“They’re increasing surveillance, Dream,” Wilbur speaks lowly, looking over at the shorter American before leaning in, “And you and I, we, we need to work together before someone who isn’t paid off finds us, I had the luck it was Schlatt on report or I’d be out thousands right now. We need to combine the efforts we are making towards protection or both of us get caught, Dream.”

“What are you suggesting?” Dream questions, looking over to Sapnap with a smile, “And what’s your evidence?”

“Evidence? Why would we need to present evidence? We are taking a huge leap in security risks, we are actively making a sacrifice, we are the ones who should need evidence you won’t hurt us or our business, you disc stealing Americans!” Tommy speaks, leaning over the table with fierce and fiery blue eyes that almost make him seem threatening even if he is a child and one fairly similar to a noodle at that. Wilbur letting him continue for reasons beyond the understanding of George, it’s what makes him question the interaction as it happens, wondering what the hell is going on when the man is practically the calmest one there just before, careful not to let tensions strike too high.

“We understand you need evidence and we have first Schlatt going on record, second copies of police reports, third a copy of the camera recording of our delivery boy and a few more pieces if they are required,” Wilbur explains, calm, collected, “We need you to protect ours where we protect yours. When you get a transport, when we get one, we need help keeping the police away, keeping the security up.”

After a moment of silence, Wilbur speaks again to make sure that the business proposal will be taken, “We’ll share profits, if you want.”

The honey in his voice is meant for deception, it has to be, he’s the boss of one of the most powerful mafia operations of the continent, no, world. He’s slimy, disturbing, charming but made of pretty little lies.

But for some inexplicable reason, Dream agrees without a doubt. Sometimes George wonders if he’s the only one here with a brain, Good grief.

But then again he is fairly certain Dream is too intelligent to fall for something sketchy and he’s neglecting to see something, some detail.

#mafia au #minecraft youtube #minecraft #only took like 20 hours to start #dream team #wilbur soot #fanfiction #crossposting it #you’ll find it on a03 soon #probably gonna be easier there

[pigeoncentric]

i did an A:TLA rewatch and took notes because that’s just what i do, and here’s the notes if anyone wants to see my thoughts

i haven't watched atla since about a year before korra started airing, so like, around 2011. i should also mention that i never watched korra through to the end, but i guess i'll do that after this. if i feel like it. i do know that the biggest bottles were never popped

i have such a clear memory of the first episode. it must've been on nickelodeon pretty often, even though when it was airing, i only watched it occasionally. i remember they also aired the library episode super often.

aang's voice is so tiny and sweet

i gotta turn off my dumb adult brain and put my dumb kid brain back on so i can better appreciate the nickelodeonness of it all

sokka and zuko's first interaction.......

zuko's intimidating approach and then his tiny teen voice

SOKKA AND ZUKO'S SECOND INTERACTION............

zuko's like "i'm going home." with aang. he must be feeling an incredible mixture of feelings, thinking he has the avatar and can reclaim his Honor. but he also must be terrified to go back, and in disbelief... fortunately he's not going home like he said and there are even more confused feelings in between

i just remembered that iroh's voice actor dies between seasons :(

thinking a lot about dante basco... no thoughts in particular, just a lot of them... and how he shipped zutara lmao

"my troubles cannot be soaked away!"

hei bai looks like a ben 10

mounts list (added to as i progressed through the series): zuko's rhinos. earth armored ostriches. metal noshing mole. north pole goatyak. azula and friends' fur geckos. sabertooth moose lion if you're not a wimp. appa-sized beetle. moose with aquatic features. Eel Hound.

you can't out-mom-friend katara. even when she's yelling and being reckless

it's true... airbenders are weak to nets.

the n*tfli* captions are making several mistakes. eat my ass ne*f*ix and hire me to do flawless captioning instead you dumb fucks

YEAH! even by episode 13 in season 1 we already know zuko is a good boy! well also by episode 12. and earlier. well i've seen the series before.

i've just learned that zach tyler eisen is the voice of aang and i have to give him huge props for having the perfect voice. i pay a lot of attention to voice acting, usually in a nitpicky way, and i've never heard an english voice actor whose voice is perfect on the level of ikue ohtani... and when he was like 12 years old. incredible. i'm not being remotely sarcastic

i gotta be 100% honest. i had completely forgotten the existence of zhao and that he's actually a pretty important character, at least in season 1. also his voice actor is pretty good. generally the voice acting is good in this show, and i'm picky.

god the animation where aang makes one catapult catapult the other is so good. also appa just picked up and grabbed a guy. with his fist. wait how many toes does appa have? is that 18 in total? also appa has scutes on his ventrum. anyway i love that appa can pick up and grab a guy but generally chooses not to. gives it more weight when he does choose to

zuko tells turtle seals to be quiet and then touches them unkindly :(

zuko busted out of katara's ice orb instead of melting it :\

zuko put his hood up like iroh told him to but aang just has his naked bald head in the snowy cold :(

seeing zhao grab and bag the moon spirit fish made me feel sick. such a foul act

god. the quality rope. i noticed sokka mention it and was like, "was this a chekhov's gun or a red herring" and then a few minutes later there was a pointed pan over to the quality rope.

anyway examining the quality of the voice acting here leads me to a thesis i might gather evidence to prove: american english voice acting for cartoons is far higher quality than american english voice acting for anime dubs. or is that just something obvious that everyone already agrees on

anyway anyway, the episode ended without the quality rope being put to use. unless i missed it, which is entirely possible.

jesus i heard azula's first lines and got an instant flashback to all the tumblr drama about grey delisle and her tumblr account and how she pretended it wasn't hers or something let's just erase all of this from my brain right now

this is kind of out of nowhere and borderline inappropriate but i'm glad characters in avatar are illustrated with nipples when they're shirtless... it always disturbs me a tiny bit when shirtless characters are depicted with zero nipple, not even a hint of nipple. (Aladdin.) not just because it implicitly stigmatizes something everyone has, but also because this scenario always plays in my head where it's like, a little kid sees a cartoon character without nipples and they think, "so i'm not supposed to have these..." and they start feeling weird and bad about themself... all you need to depict a nipple is a single unobtrusive dot. nothing visually offensive or explicit about it.

even to an audience who doesn't understand any cultural context, you can't not see the significance of zuko and iroh cutting off their topknots...

fandom seems to see sokka as the silliest one when in fact at least 40% of his entire role as a character is to be the tsukkomi

underrated moment: "you've got an elbow leech." "WHERE?! WHERE?!"

zuko should be a good boy and only steal if it's from pirates

stealy zuko stealing money and buying iroh a teapot !

god i forgot what a tiny baby voice toph has... so tiny

zuko trying really really hard but doing a bad job hammering (tears)

azula set up zuko and mai for a lucky sukebe...

when zuko's mom told him not to forget who he is, she didn't mean to remember that he's a prince and an heir as he revealed to the unsuspecting earth kingdom village. she meant to remember that he's someone with at least the base level of empathy and compassion, unlike most of his immediate family...

i still think aang's voice actor did a great job but i bet it sucks to be a young boy doing an excellent young boy voice and then when you grow up a little and presumably experience some puberty you just Cannot do the young boy voice anymore. hopefully in most cases where that happens, it's at least not abrupt

placing a bet that the writer for episode s2:e10 (the library) is different than most of the other episodes. i don't like it very much, at least in the first several minutes. if it's a name i recognize from the credits of several other episodes, i might be a bit disappointed in them. seriously, there's one stinker after another. and with such a great concept of an episode...

i didn't recognize the name of the guy who wrote this episode so i thought i was right but no, he wrote a bunch of episodes. must have been off his game for this one... either that or i'm in a very unforgiving mood and don't realize it... also when i went on wikipedia to look at who wrote which atla episodes, i learned that the animation for the show was split between two animation studios, and they're both korean. ah, i guess that doesn't mean all the animation took place overseas, as DM movie has a headquarters in the US. according to wikipedia.

oh, they're BUZZards... i get it... i gotcha.

aang with a vengeance is both scary and sad to see. but he does understand that property damage is nothing compared to a life

people who love azula are the exact same as people who love vriska: [comment redacted]

they have american birds in the avatar world. i keep hearing an eastern wood-peewee going "pee-pee-uwee" in the background :3

the serpent's pass seems geologically implausible.

sokka should really get face paint all over his face when he kisses suki. or like, the cartoonish image of when someone is covered in lipstick lip smacks, but it should be suki's makeup color

appa's been through so much and now he has to meet a boarcupine?!?! fortunately he still knows how to pick up and grab... but still :(

he touched appa's scutes and read them like a palm...

longshot translated his meaningful stares into out-loud words for katara and friends

zuko forgot that azula always lies :(

zuko should know that being redeemed in his father's eyes is the opposite of what he wants...

i LOVE aang's passionate tsungi horn dance

there are spring peepers in the fire nation

god the dripping of the rotten clams is so excessive

you know how ultrasonic humidifiers can create water vapor without heating it into steam, by vibrating it super fast? let's try that with waterbending, it'll be cool

two different bad guys have been skipped across the water like a rock

i love the fake time lapse of cleaning the river... and it showed how with pollution in real life, stopping the source of the pollution is not enough. it needs to be removed as well

sokka deserves LOTS of credit just for being able to handle a boomerang.

GOD THE SLOW PAN OVER THE BEAUTIFUL SWORD (in 3:4)

sokka also deserves LOTS of credit for being able to admit he doesn't know everything.

i managed to forget that zuko turns his back on iroh, while remembering that at some point, iroh gets buff

the voice of sokka's master is the voice of the boulder. right? right? no? are you kidding me? i suck at this

seems like kissing azula would have immediate consequences, like something melting

zuko is poorly socialized

zuko still forgot that azula always lies. even when she's being somewhat humanized in an episode like this.

so avatar roku had earthly attachments he did not let go of, presumably. such as his wife. did he have unfettered access to the avatar state? that's what i would ask him during this expositionfest if i was aang.

so sozin could do heatbending... that's amazing. i think i missed that the first time around.

that's right, zuko came back and his hair is long enough, but he hasn't recreated his topknot.

hawky is the only atla animal that poops on camera.

if you're gonna bend sweat, you might as well bend spit, and it's a little easier to obtain

wait so... is combustion man also a heatbender? i'll have to look into it later. [looked into it later: the avatar wiki has termed it "combustionbending?" are you shitting me?]

ooh it's the bloodbending episode! i'm pumped.

someone made a post about how when they watched this show and they were a kid they were thinking about how the characters are hot, and now they're watching as an adult and the characters are all tiny children... that's how i've been feeling. also season 3 episode 8 aang's voice sounds a little bit pubertous.

anyway damn this bloodbending episode is outright traumatic. good shit

oh, now zuko's topknot is back.

appa's armor covers each individual toe <:3c

i seriously misremembered the course of zuko's character development. and the timeline of the invasion in general. but now i understand that zuko has to tell his dad to eat shit face to face.

watching zuko's "zuko here" practice speech hurts 100% as much as it did the first time i saw it. and when he's delivering it to the gaang it's impossible to watch. i didn't put my hands on my head-- they just went there unbidden.

i kinda can't help picturing dante basco's face every time i hear zuko talk. the whole time. it's sometimes not optimal to know the faces of voice actors. especially when you're like me and you're not good at pushing out unwanted mental images.

what the fuck, combustion man? he just loves assassination so much you can't take back any orders. also i can't help but imagine that if you put a slice across his third eye his combustion would be fully inhibited. well i guess that's not a problem anymore.

i like that the gaang are a variety of heights, and that they're all noticeably shorter than most of the adults they meet. it just makes it feel realistic

if it was a US max security prison and prisoners were escaping they'd probably just fucking murder them

i love how when mai starts up the gondola again and azula is like "what is she DOING!" and ty lee just makes an "iunno" noise

tfw your best friend abandons you because you wouldn't let her murder her own brother

chit seng didn't get to free his girlfriend and best buddy :(

funny how azula seems almost docile when she's getting everything she wants. typical narcissist. well ok not the least bit typical.

sokka ate the rose. i remembered this scene Too clearly. but i didn't remember that.

um... was that the full moon? when katara bloodbent that guy? i should've looked at the sky... i went back and looked and still didn't see if it was the full moon. maybe the wiki knows. i don't care enough to look it up properly.

i was wondering when the melon lord would show up

none of the teens understand the obvious solution of defeating the fire lord by beating him INTO SUBMISSION (or oblivion) instead of killing him. just like in every anime fight ever. it's over when you acknowledge you've lost or you can't fight anymore, not when you die. (for the #1 best example of ending a fight the right way, see the way luffy defeats crocodile.)

so i know aang's gonna defeat the fire lord by essentially hitting him with a forced purification beam to the face and make him realize the errors of his ways or something. the fun part is how we get there

bumi bending entire houses through the air

aw i forgot the turtle island didn't have a cute face.

jyong jyong firebent a jet platform to fly around on?!

i guess the firelord can fly around like bakugou katsuki

i forgot that aang took away his firebending... and sokka hops up to him like "well, look at you, buster"

i'm glad i decided to watch this again. even if i didn't do a great job paying attention tbh. well i did spend a bit of time carving a little wooden spoon while i was watching. anyway i was thinking i wouldn't move right on to korra but rather read some of the atla comics that i know exist but have never read whatsoever. i wonder if i can find them in some kind of library...

  i found the comics illegally on the internet and read a whole bunch (up until the end of the "zuko finds his mom" arc). i didn't write my thoughts down as i was reading, so i don't remember them. that's how my worthless brain works. i do remember that i found the comics satisfactory as an accurate extension of the show, and that i feel ambivalent about how azula is written/treated in the comics.

i don’t know if i feel like rewatching korra yet.

[psychiclovecomputer]

you will regret

‘Don’t this nimwit have anything better to do’, Travis thought to himself as Kevin lifted him off the ground by his shirt collar.”look i still don’t know what your problm with me is but piss the fuck off before i make you regret it”

“And how exactly do you plan to do that” his disbelief was understable. Kevin had 20 pounds of muscle on travis, but travis had twice the iq then kevin and a magic watch.

“With brain power something you obviously lack” he could see the veins pulse in anger as kevin drew his fist back.”you won’t be so smart when i’m done with you.” as the fist moved forwards travis reached for the watch on his left wrist.*tweet* a wistla froze both of them in their tracks.

“Break it up you two” the gym teacher, a mostly nice woman in her late twenties said as she pulled Kevin off Travis.``to class,”she told travis as she dragged Kevin away. Straightening his clothes and grabbing his book bag from off the ground Travis did as he was told leaving the back of the school.

Taking a seat in his advanced algebra class he pulled out his tool and got to work on the problems on the board. When he was half way through the problems he look at his watch stealy pressing the hidden button stopping the flow of time. Travis stretched before finishing the rest of the questions before leaving the classroom and heading to the science room that Kevin was currently in.

Entering he looked around to find Kevin sitting in the back on his phone. Walking up to him he grabbed the phone and started to go through it,”why is he looking up funny puppy photos”.  Leaving the browser app he turned to the navigation app to obtain the boy's home address before returning the phone to how he found it and returning it. 

Walking around the table he pulled Kevin out of his chair dragging all the way to the nearest bathroom before going to his own locker,”it was a feeble hope that I wouldn't have to use this” he said to no one as he pulled out a plastic bag full of supplies.

Returning to the bathroom he placed the bag down before stripping kevin of all clothing waist down,”what a hairy boy well he was,” taking a quick picture before grabbing the clippers and razor from the plastic bag before attacking all the hair on the lower half of kevin body.

Using a wet rag he wiped the other teen leaving him smooth as a baby especially after he applied the after shave and lotion. Taking another picture he put kevin clothes back on before taking him back to class and put him back in his seat leaving travis to return to his one class.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The rest of the day Travis could tell that kevin was on edge and probably freaking out even though he didn’t show it,”I wonder how much of a commotion he had when he realized what i did?” laughing to himself as he watched the raven climb into his friends ride.

“I guess it's time for part two” getting on his bike he rode it out of the school parking lot and onto the streets where he stopped time for the second time today. Travis pettled his way to his house where he quickly grabbed a duffle bag he prepared the day before.

Taking the bag he made his way to Kevin's house where he picked the lock to let himself in. walking around who was properly kevins younger sibling he found the older sibling room. “Time to get to work,” the first thing he did was empty his underwear draw and fill it with tighty whities leaving a note on top of them, next he add some items to his closer before setting a note the dresser before leaving the house. rEstarting time he grabbed something to eat before heading back to his own home.

Several hours later after the sun went down travis tricked his parents into thinking he went to bed before freezing time and leaving the house. Grabbing his bike he rode it to kevin house pleased to see that Kevin had arrived at his bedroom clearly just finished a shower.

Pressing another hidden button on the watch travis restarted time. Unseen travis watch as kevin walked over to the dresser where the note sat, at first he ignored it then he opened his underwear drawer. Only to immediately shut it closed, sighing and grubling a saliors vocab he snached up the note.

Travis watched as expression changed multiple times reading the note before tearing it up and throwing it away.’so he plans to go commando’ Travis thought as he watched Kevin get dressed. Being as quiet as possible he loteried around the room until kevin went to bed and his breathing evened out.

Slowly as to not wake him Travis put in a pair of wireless earbuds into Kevin's ears, moment later they were playing a track on loop and Travis had vanished from the room.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

*beep beep beep beep beep beep, smack* groaning travis  rolled out of bed grabbing his watch from his bedside table. Putting it on the teen stopped time so he could get ready for the day, resuming time he went down the stairs and made himself some food waving his father as he left for work.

Done eating he placed his dishes in the sink before leaving the house and mounting his bike. When he rode it out of his neighborhood stopped time for the second time today so he could check on kevin. Entering the bully’s room he rolled his eyes at the fact that he was still sleeping but it made things easier for him. Retrieving the earbuds and phone he left here last night placed them in his pocket before making another note and placing it on Kevin's head.

With that done he left the house and headed to school. While back at Kevin's place he woke up feeling a chill in his groin and something on his face. Pulling the thing off his face Kevin trew off his covers, half asleep he read the note,you should have left me be, have fun being potty trained again. That woke him as he relised what the cold was ”FUCK”.

[20leafclover]

GET TO KNOW THE BLOGGER.

can be used for RP  &&  non-RP blogs to get to know a bit about the person behind the screen

1. FIRST NAME  : bradley

2. STRANGE FACT ABOUT YOURSELF  : i have an identical twin!

3. TOP THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU FIND ATTRACTIVE ON A PERSON  : uhhh. no deal breakers but dark hair. taller than me. strong??

4. A FOOD YOU COULD EAT FOREVER AND NOT GET BORED OF  : literally any pasta

5. A FOOD YOU HATE  : mushrooms :(

6. GUILTY PLEASURE  : crime shows u__u

7. WHAT DO YOU SLEEP IN  :  pajama pants. bra. fone in hand

8. SERIOUS RELATIONSHIPS OR FLINGS  : serious relationships

9. IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN THE PAST AND CHANGE ONE THING ABOUT YOUR LIFE  ,  WOULD YOU AND WHAT WOULD IT BE  : that’s a lil much for an ooc questionnaire

10. ARE YOU AN AFFECTIONATE PERSON  :  yes C:

11. A MOVIE YOU COULD WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN  :  the 2003 movie robots.

12. FAVORITE BOOK  :  uhhhh. i liked the monstrumologist a lot when i was younger

13. YOU HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO KEEP ANY ANIMAL AS A PET, WHAT DO YOU CHOOSE  : lion

14. TOP FIVE FICTIONAL SHIPS   (  IF YOU ARE AN RP BLOG  ,  YOU CAN USE YOUR OWN SHIPS AS WELL  )  : for clover i rly just like clover/cans and clover/itchy (for canon hs chars anyway.) recently there’s also been like. thadon/syl + indoril nerevar/dagoth voryn + pete white/william whalen.

15. PIE OR CAKE  : cake

16. FAVORITE SCENT  :  melon anything

17. CELEBRITY CRUSH  :  orville peck..........call me

18. IF YOU COULD TRAVEL ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD YOU GO  : visit pals

19. INTROVERT OR EXTROVERT  :  introvert

20. DO YOU SCARE EASILY  : yeah bc im a baby

21. IPHONE OR ANDROID  : android

22. DO YOU PLAY ANY VIDEO GAMES  : i play too many. please talk to me abt video games

23. DREAM JOB  : stay at home dad

24. WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITH A MILLION DOLLARS  :  move somewhere far away

25. FICTIONAL CHARACTER YOU HATE  : ive been on a vb kick unfortunately so fuck sgt hatred

26. FANDOM THAT YOU WERE ONCE A PART OF BUT AREN’T ANY LONGER  : i liked ok ko once upon a time. not really anymore

tagged by  : stealies

tagging  : looks at you

#someone left me in the dryer! ;; ooc

[luxwing]

I haven't changed the name of my new phone yet what should I make it my old phone was "baby hands", my computer is "big gay hate machine" and my car is "stealy wheely automobily"

[cosmicxmuses]

their  Discord  handle : He constantly changes it some examples are:  king clown, rat baby, 🤡🤡🤡, our dear leader, 👏dummi thicc stealy boi👏, Dark Lord , bottom bitch (futab’s falt for this one) his number is #9372

their profile  picture : Constantly changing as well but a pic of Morgana is common 

what  their  online  status  would  usually  be  on :  online / idle / do not disturb / invisible

light  theme  or  dark  theme : dark theme.

would  they  moderate  a  server :  Yes, he moderates his own server with the Phantom thieves.

what  is  usually  on  their  game  tab :  minecraft, VR chat, sonic adventure 2 battle,

their  custom  status : I’m a shapeshifter *grows a dummi thicc ass*

tagged by: @goobuster

Tagging: @bxhindxthexmxsk @iustitia-punientis @beckonedcall @hermitoracle

#about muse #HES SMART BUT HE IS ALSO 17

[kazoosensationsarah-blog]

Babushka Legacy Challenge

Are you looking for a legacy challenge that’s fast-paced so you hopefully won’t get burned-out after 3 or 4 generations? Do you like having goals to achieve during your legacy? Do you enjoy ruining your sims’ lives? Have you been missing some quality challenges? Then this is the challenge to quench your challenge-wanting thirst! 

Not sure what a babushka is? That’s okay because I’m about to tell you... A babushka is an old woman or grandmother in Poland and Russia. The Sims 4 isn’t set in Poland or Russia, but we’re still gonna use that term because it’s kinda fun and fresh. 

“ThE RUleS”

The rules are kind of flexible, but some of them are for your own good so you should probably follow them.

It’s not required for your sims to complete aspirations and get to the top of their career ladder, but it is specified in some generations if they do need to complete it.

Keep the game on normal lifespan.

Only use money cheats for your first house by using freerealestate. Don’t cheat for money after that.

You don’t have to live in any specific places unless it is specified in the generation.

This is a fast-paced legacy, but it is still 10 generations, so you won’t finish too fast, but you will be able to keep going without getting bored.

Make sure that your game doesn’t become a game over. The sims age up early into elders, so make sure there is at least a teen or older in the household upon the elders’ death. Some generations have kids really late so just be wary!

If you play this challenge, please post it with the tag #babushkalegacy so I can see!

_____________

This challenge was originally created in my brain randomly on a boring summer afternoon, so hopefully it’s not too CRAZY for all you sims lovers! :)

Generation One: The Sweet Babushka

You don’t know where your parents are (or even who they are), so you want to make sure that you’re there for your own kid...even if they were an accident....

Traits - Cheerful, Clumsy, Active

Career - Food Critic (Critic)

Aspiration - Super Parent

Hobbies - Guitar, Comedy

Goals/Rules - 

Start as an adult or young adult and have an accidental pregnancy within the first 2 sim days

After 1 week (or less if you’re feeling spicy), age up to a babushka (elder)

Devote your elderly life to taking care of your kid(s)

Attempt mastering skills/aspiration/career (BUT it’s not necessary)

Generation Two: The Indecisive Babushka

You love your mom, but you need more friends than just your mom (even though you’ll probably die before your friends). You also have never liked the idea of commitment, so there’s that....

Traits - Noncommittal, Bookworm, Romantic

Career - Management (Business), Mixology (Culinary)

Aspiration - Friend of the World

Hobby - Mixology

Goals/Rules - 

Move 5 times

Swap out a piece of furniture every Monday and Thursday

Have at least 7 good friends and 10 additional acquaintances

Break off a close friendship for basically no reason

Have at least 5 boyfriends/girlfriends throughout life

Age up after 10 days of young adult to a babushka

NEVER have a child, but adopt when you are an elder

Switch career as elder to the mixology career

Attempt mastering skills/aspiration (BUT it’s not necessary)

Generation Three: The Vengeful Babushka 

You were a child once, but that doesn’t mean you like children. Weights and running are better things to focus your time and energy on (do you even lift bro?)

Traits - Self-assured, Hates Children, Cat Lover

Career - Bodybuilder (Athlete)

Aspiration - Painter Extraordinaire

Hobbies - Fitness, Furries (just kidding but you can if you want)

Goals/Rules - 

Have a cat or a few

Get married to the first person you try romancing

Your spouse ends up having an affair on you and has a baby with that person

Gift them paintings to try to win back affection

Have a child with a random person off the street as revenge

Once the revenge baby is a teen, age up to a babushka

Marry the random you had the child with as an elder

Don’t involve yourself with the kid(s)/grandkid(s) until you are a ghost

Generation Four: The Possibly-Murderous Babushka

Your mom doesn’t love you, so it leaves a bad impact on you. You still will love your kids though because you are NOT a monster...

Traits - Mean, Hot-Headed, Erratic

Career - Villain (Secret Agent)

Aspiration - Public Enemy

Hobbies - Handiness, Mischief

Goals/Rules - 

Marry/date a coworker

Have a child with a different coworker

Every child you want has to come from different coworkers

Age up to a babushka when the first child is a teen

Always help kids with their homework, except the genius sim (heir)

Have a high handiness to get out of... sticky situations

Keep mom’s gravestone on lot and allow her ghost to visit for the first week of young adulthood

Generation Five: The Wannabe Youtube Star Babushka

You wanted to be a YouTuber, so you dropped out of school even though you’re really smart and you have potential. Oh, also you move to LA....

Traits - Lazy, Genius, Childish

Career - Trendsetter (Style Influencer)

Aspiration - Mansion Baron

Hobbies - Programming, Video Gaming

Goals/Rules - 

Move to Oasis Springs or Del Sol Valley as a young adult

Get engaged to another YouTuber, have a baby, then break off the marriage

After breaking off the marriage, age up to a babushka

Since YouTube isn’t reliable due to unexplainable demonetization, do some freelance programming for some side cash

Encourage heir to be active because you don’t want to do the chores

Generation Six: The Rap God(dess) DJ Babushka

Your mom was lazy and you hate that. You want to boogie-woogie and dancey-wancey and stealy-wealy until you die....

Traits - Dance Machine, Active, Kleptomaniac

Career - None (A Self-Employed Swiper)

Aspiration - Party Animal

Hobbies - Dancing, DJ Mixing, Wellness, Fitness

Goals/Rules - 

Steal for money

Meet baby daddy/momma at the nightclub/karaoke bar

Teach your toddler(s) to bop to music

When your mom dies, get a $50,000 inheritance and blow the inheritance on a new house with a huge dance floor room (or just some really expensive violins and fridges that are $15k and $14k respectively)

When you receive the inheritance, age up to a babushka

Generation Seven: The Hippie Babushka

You realize that the party life of your parents was just not for you, so you decide to move to an isolated cabin (more like a quiet suburban neighborhood) because you love the environment and are NOT a stan of climate change...

Traits - Music Lover, Loves Outdoors, Vegetarian

Career - Musician (Entertainer)

Aspiration - Musical Genius

Hobbies - Piano/Keyboard, Herbalism

Goals/Rules - 

Live in the city as a teen

Move to an eco-friendly tiny home as a young adult

Have a kazoo club where they play piano (we don’t have kazoos sadly), the club meets twice a week

Have 2 friends with the “Bro” trait

Leave a “slob” sim at the altar, and immediately following that, age up to a babushka, then date and eventually marry a “neat” sim

Go camping as a honeymoon

With the new neat relationship, adopt a pet and a child

Generation Eight: The Awkward Babushka

You’re a nice person and good at writing and meal preparation, you’re just not so good at making people fall in love with you...

Traits - Perfectionist, Unflirty, Foodie

Career - Author (Writer)

Aspiration - Master Chef

Hobbies - Baking, Cooking, Gourmet Cooking

Goals/Rules - 

Live in Willow Creek for whole life

Accept every date you’re asked on

Adopt at least 2 kids before becoming an elder

Complete your aspiration (Master Chef), once doing so age up to a babushka

Find “The One” as an elder

Die tragically (perhaps of embarrassment from PDA? Be creative!)

Generation Nine: The Boujee Babushka

You always knew you were a star, but you just have to prove it to everyone else by becoming rich and famous. You are really... confident to say the least...

Traits - Geek, Snob, Self-Absorbed

Career - eSport Gamer (Tech Guru)

Aspiration - World-Famous Celebrity

Hobbies - Pipe Organ, Singing, Video Gaming

Goals/Rules - 

Master eSport Gamer career 

Become a celebrity

Have a few scandals (IDEAS - out-of-wedlock babies, affairs, celeb drama and catfights, cheating in a game tournament)

Scare off first 5 romantic relationships

End up dating/marrying a sim with one or more of the same traits as you

Age up to a babushka when your first child becomes a teen, or naturally if that’s sooner

Generation Ten: The Try-Hard Babushka

You’re good at basically everything you try. Your parents paid for your med school because you’re so talented. Failure is seemingly nowhere in sight, unless...

Traits - Outgoing, Glutton, Materialistic

Career - Doctor (Get to Work)

Aspiration - Soulmate

Hobbies - Rocket Science, Pet Training, literally anything else

Goals/Rules - 

Doesn’t really try in their career but still gets promoted

Wants to be a scientist but doesn’t want to disappoint parents

Fall in love with a scientist

No kids allowed until you reach Rocket Science level 6

Age up to a babushka when you master the Rocket Science skill

Be really talented and master 4 skills, with at least level 6 in 3 more skills

_____________

This challenge took a really long time to make and I’m happy to let other people try it out now. Have fun!

#ts4 #the sims 4 #sims 4 legacy #legacy challenge #quick legacy #babushka legacy #babushka #babushkalegacy