#๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒš๐Ÿ’–
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swampybogg ยท 9 months ago
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honeybunnyale ยท 2 months ago
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โ€˜Cuckedโ€™ is sooo good!!! I NEEDDD a Part 2!!!
Sooooooon my beautiful anon sooooooon. I just finished the semester so I was real busy the past month or so. ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿซถ
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bodybybane ยท 11 months ago
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Michael J. Fox Set Up Moon Unit Zappa and Woody Harrelson in the '80s. It Ended in the Shower (Exclusive) https://www.aol.com/michael-j-fox-set-moon-130000887.html
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xl-vii-lx ยท 2 years ago
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THE GRAN FINALE IS โœจ ยกDIVINO! โœจ
๐ŸŒš_NiGHTS comic reblog_๐ŸŒš
not my art
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13/13 NiGHTS fancomic comic by me.
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pjackk ยท 1 year ago
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Ÿซ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿซ’๐Ÿฅฅ๐Ÿ‹โ€๐ŸŸฉ๐Ÿฅ‘๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฅ”๐Ÿฅ•๐ŸŒฝ๐ŸŒถ๐Ÿซ‘๐Ÿฅ’๐Ÿฅฌ๐Ÿฅฆ๐Ÿง„๐Ÿง…๐Ÿ„๐Ÿฅœ๐Ÿซ˜๐ŸŒฐ๐Ÿซš๐Ÿซ›๐Ÿ„โ€๐ŸŸซ๐Ÿž๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ–๐Ÿซ“๐Ÿฅจ๐Ÿฅฏ๐Ÿฅž๐Ÿง‡๐Ÿง€๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ—๐Ÿฅฉ๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿ”๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ•๐ŸŒญ๐Ÿฅช๐ŸŒฎ๐ŸŒฏ๐Ÿซ”๐Ÿฅ™๐Ÿง†๐Ÿฅš๐Ÿณ๐Ÿฅ˜๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿซ•๐Ÿฅฃ๐Ÿฅ—๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿงˆ๐Ÿง‚๐Ÿฅซ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿข๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿฆช๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅฎ๐Ÿก๐ŸฅŸ๐Ÿฅ ๐Ÿฅก๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿง๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฉ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ŸŽ‚๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿง๐Ÿฅง๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿฅ›โ˜•๏ธ๐Ÿซ–๐Ÿต๐Ÿถ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿท๐Ÿธ๐Ÿน๐Ÿบ๐Ÿป๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿซ—๐Ÿฅค๐Ÿง‹๐Ÿงƒ๐Ÿง‰๐ŸงŠ๐Ÿฅข๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿด๐Ÿฅ„๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿซ™๐Ÿบ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒŽ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ—บ๐Ÿงญ๐Ÿ”โ›ฐ๏ธ๐ŸŒ‹๐Ÿ—ป๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ–๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿž๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ—๐Ÿงฑ๐Ÿชจ๐Ÿชต๐Ÿ›–๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿš๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿข๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ’’๐Ÿ—ผ๐Ÿ—ฝโ›ช๏ธ๐Ÿ•Œ๐Ÿ›•๐Ÿ•โ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿ•‹โ›ฒ๏ธโ›บ๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒƒ๐Ÿ™๐ŸŒ„๐ŸŒ…๐ŸŒ†๐ŸŒ‡๐ŸŒ‰โ™จ๏ธ๐ŸŽ ๐Ÿ›๐ŸŽก๐ŸŽข๐Ÿ’ˆ๐ŸŽช๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš๐Ÿš„๐Ÿš…๐Ÿš†๐Ÿš‡๐Ÿšˆ๐Ÿš‰๐ŸšŠ๐Ÿš๐Ÿšž๐Ÿš‹๐ŸšŒ๐Ÿš๐ŸšŽ๐Ÿš๐Ÿš‘๐Ÿš’๐Ÿš“๐Ÿš”๐Ÿš•๐Ÿš–๐Ÿš—๐Ÿš˜๐Ÿš™๐Ÿ›ป๐Ÿšš๐Ÿš›๐Ÿšœ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ›ต๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿ›บ๐Ÿšฒ๐Ÿ›ด๐Ÿ›น๐Ÿ›ผ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›ฃ๐Ÿ›ค๐Ÿ›ขโ›ฝ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ž๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿšฅ๐Ÿšฆ๐Ÿ›‘๐Ÿšงโš“๏ธ๐Ÿ›Ÿโ›ต๏ธ๐Ÿ›ถ๐Ÿšค๐Ÿ›ณโ›ด๏ธ๐Ÿ›ฅ๐Ÿšขโœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ฉ๐Ÿ›ซ๐Ÿ›ฌ๐Ÿช‚๐Ÿ’บ๐Ÿš๐ŸšŸ๐Ÿš ๐Ÿšก๐Ÿ›ฐ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ›ธ๐Ÿ›Ž๐ŸงณโŒ›๏ธโณ๏ธโŒš๏ธโฐ๏ธโฑ๏ธโฒ๏ธ๐Ÿ•ฐ๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ•ง๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•œ๐Ÿ•‘๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ•ž๐Ÿ•“๐Ÿ•Ÿ๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ••๐Ÿ•ก๐Ÿ•–๐Ÿ•ข๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ•ฃ๐Ÿ•˜๐Ÿ•ค๐Ÿ•™๐Ÿ•ฅ๐Ÿ•š๐Ÿ•ฆ๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ’๐ŸŒ“๐ŸŒ”๐ŸŒ•๐ŸŒ–๐ŸŒ—๐ŸŒ˜๐ŸŒ™๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒ›๐ŸŒœ๐ŸŒกโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒž๐Ÿชโญ๏ธ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŒŒโ˜๏ธโ›…๏ธโ›ˆ๏ธ๐ŸŒค๐ŸŒฅ๐ŸŒฆ๐ŸŒง๐ŸŒจ๐ŸŒฉ๐ŸŒช๐ŸŒซ๐ŸŒฌ๐ŸŒ€๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒ‚โ˜‚๏ธโ˜”๏ธโ›ฑ๏ธโšก๏ธโ„๏ธโ˜ƒ๏ธโ›„๏ธโ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ง๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŽƒ๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽ‡๐Ÿงจโœจ๏ธ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽ‹๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ‘๐Ÿงง๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ—๐ŸŽŸ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽ–๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ…๐Ÿฅ‡๐Ÿฅˆ๐Ÿฅ‰โšฝ๏ธโšพ๏ธ๐ŸฅŽ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ‰๐ŸŽพ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŽณ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿธ๐ŸฅŠ๐Ÿฅ‹๐Ÿฅ…โ›ณ๏ธโ›ธ๏ธ๐ŸŽฃ๐Ÿคฟ๐ŸŽฝ๐ŸŽฟ๐Ÿ›ท๐ŸฅŒ๐ŸŽฏ๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช๐ŸŽฑ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿช„๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿชฌ๐ŸŽฎ๐Ÿ•น๐ŸŽฐ๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿงฉ๐Ÿงธ๐Ÿช…๐Ÿชฉ๐Ÿช†โ™ ๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฆ๏ธโ™ฃ๏ธโ™Ÿ๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ€„๐ŸŽด๐ŸŽญ๐Ÿ–ผ๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿงต๐Ÿชก๐Ÿงถ๐Ÿชข๐Ÿ‘“๐Ÿ•ถ๐Ÿฅฝ๐Ÿฅผ๐Ÿฆบ๐Ÿ‘”๐Ÿ‘•๐Ÿ‘–๐Ÿงฃ๐Ÿงค๐Ÿงฅ๐Ÿงฆ๐Ÿ‘—๐Ÿ‘˜๐Ÿฅป๐Ÿฉฑ๐Ÿฉฒ๐Ÿฉณ๐Ÿ‘™๐Ÿ‘š๐Ÿชญ๐Ÿ‘›๐Ÿ‘œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ›๐ŸŽ’๐Ÿฉด๐Ÿ‘ž๐Ÿ‘Ÿ๐Ÿฅพ๐Ÿฅฟ๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ‘ก๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿ‘ข๐Ÿชฎ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ‘’๐ŸŽฉ๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿงข๐Ÿช–โ›‘๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’Ž๐Ÿ”‡๐Ÿ”ˆ๐Ÿ”‰๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ“ข๐Ÿ“ฃ๐Ÿ“ฏ๐Ÿ””๐Ÿ”•๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽ™๐ŸŽš๐ŸŽ›๐ŸŽค๐ŸŽง๐Ÿ“ป๐ŸŽท๐Ÿช—๐ŸŽธ๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽบ๐ŸŽป๐Ÿช•๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿช˜๐Ÿช‡๐Ÿชˆ๐Ÿ“ฑ๐Ÿ“ฒโ˜Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ“ž๐Ÿ“Ÿ๐Ÿ“ ๐Ÿ”‹๐Ÿชซ๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ–ฅ๐Ÿ–จโŒจ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ฑ๐Ÿ–ฒ๐Ÿ’ฝ๐Ÿ’พ๐Ÿ’ฟ๐Ÿ“€๐Ÿงฎ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๐Ÿ“ฝ๐ŸŽฌ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“ท๐Ÿ“ธ๐Ÿ“น๐Ÿ“ผ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”Ž๐Ÿ•ฏ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿ”ฆ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿช”๐Ÿ“”๐Ÿ“•๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ“—๐Ÿ“˜๐Ÿ“™๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ““๐Ÿ“’๐Ÿ“ƒ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿ“„๐Ÿ“ฐ๐Ÿ—ž๐Ÿ“‘๐Ÿ”–๐Ÿท๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿช™๐Ÿ’ด๐Ÿ’ต๐Ÿ’ถ๐Ÿ’ท๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ณ๐Ÿงพโœ‰๏ธ๐Ÿ“ง๐Ÿ“จ๐Ÿ“ฉ๐Ÿ“ค๐Ÿ“ฅ๐Ÿ“ฆ๐Ÿ“ซ๐Ÿ“ช๐Ÿ“ฌ๐Ÿ“ญ๐Ÿ“ฎ๐Ÿ—ณโœ๏ธโœ’๏ธ๐Ÿ–‹๐Ÿ–Š๐Ÿ–Œ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“‚๐Ÿ—‚๐Ÿ“…๐Ÿ“†๐Ÿ—’๐Ÿ—“๐Ÿ“‡๐Ÿ“ˆ๐Ÿ“‰๐Ÿ“Š๐Ÿ“‹๐Ÿ“Œ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“Ž๐Ÿ–‡๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“โœ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ—ƒ๐Ÿ—„๐Ÿ—‘๐Ÿ”’๐Ÿ”“๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‘๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ”จ๐Ÿช“โ›๏ธโš’๏ธ๐Ÿ› ๐Ÿ—กโš”๏ธ๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿชƒ๐Ÿน๐Ÿ›ก๐Ÿชš๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿช›๐Ÿ”ฉโš™๏ธ๐Ÿ—œโš–๏ธ๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿ”—โ›“๏ธโ›“๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿช๐Ÿงฐ๐Ÿงฒ๐Ÿชœโš—๏ธ๐Ÿงช๐Ÿงซ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ”ญ๐Ÿ“ก๐Ÿ’‰๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿ’Š๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿฉผ๐Ÿฉบ๐Ÿฉป๐Ÿšช๐Ÿ›—๐Ÿชž๐ŸชŸ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›‹๐Ÿช‘๐Ÿšฝ๐Ÿช ๐Ÿšฟ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿชค๐Ÿช’๐Ÿงด๐Ÿงท๐Ÿงน๐Ÿงบ๐Ÿงป๐Ÿชฃ๐Ÿงผ๐Ÿซง๐Ÿชฅ๐Ÿงฝ๐Ÿงฏ๐Ÿ›’๐Ÿšฌโšฐ๏ธ๐Ÿชฆโšฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿชง๐Ÿชช๐Ÿง๐Ÿšฎ๐Ÿšฐโ™ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿšน๐Ÿšบ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿšผ๐Ÿšพ๐Ÿ›‚๐Ÿ›ƒ๐Ÿ›„๐Ÿ›…โš ๏ธ๐Ÿšธโ›”๏ธ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿšณ๐Ÿšญ๐Ÿšฏ๐Ÿšฑ๐Ÿšท๐Ÿ“ต๐Ÿ”žโ˜ข๏ธโ˜ฃ๏ธโฌ†๏ธโ†—๏ธโžก๏ธโ†˜๏ธโฌ‡๏ธโ†™๏ธโฌ…๏ธโ†–๏ธโ†•๏ธโ†”๏ธโ†ฉ๏ธโ†ช๏ธโคด๏ธโคต๏ธ๐Ÿ”ƒ๐Ÿ”„๐Ÿ”™๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ”›๐Ÿ”œ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ›โš›๏ธ๐Ÿ•‰โœก๏ธโ˜ธ๏ธโ˜ฏ๏ธโœ๏ธโ˜ฆ๏ธโ˜ช๏ธโ˜ฎ๏ธ๐Ÿ•Ž๐Ÿ”ฏ๐Ÿชฏโ™ˆ๏ธโ™‰๏ธโ™Š๏ธโ™‹๏ธโ™Œ๏ธโ™๏ธโ™Ž๏ธโ™๏ธโ™๏ธโ™‘๏ธโ™’๏ธโ™“๏ธโ›Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ”€๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‚โ–ถ๏ธโฉ๏ธโญ๏ธโฏ๏ธโ—€๏ธโช๏ธโฎ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ผโซ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฝโฌ๏ธโธ๏ธโน๏ธโบ๏ธโ๏ธ๐ŸŽฆ๐Ÿ”…๐Ÿ”†๐Ÿ“ถ๐Ÿ›œ๐Ÿ“ณ๐Ÿ“ดโ™€๏ธโ™‚๏ธโšง๏ธโœ–๏ธโž•๏ธโž–๏ธโž—๏ธ๐ŸŸฐโ™พ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธโ‰๏ธโ“๏ธโ”๏ธโ•๏ธโ—๏ธใ€ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฑ๐Ÿ’ฒโš•๏ธโ™ป๏ธโšœ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฑ๐Ÿ“›๐Ÿ”ฐโญ•๏ธโœ…๏ธโ˜‘๏ธโœ”๏ธโŒ๏ธโŽ๏ธโžฐ๏ธโžฟ๏ธใ€ฝ๏ธโœณ๏ธโœด๏ธโ‡๏ธยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธโ„ข๏ธ#๏ธโƒฃ*๏ธโƒฃ0๏ธโƒฃ1๏ธโƒฃ2๏ธโƒฃ3๏ธโƒฃ4๏ธโƒฃ5๏ธโƒฃ6๏ธโƒฃ7๏ธโƒฃ8๏ธโƒฃ9๏ธโƒฃ๐Ÿ”Ÿ๐Ÿ” ๐Ÿ”ก๐Ÿ”ข๐Ÿ”ฃ๐Ÿ”ค๐Ÿ…ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ†Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ†‘๏ธ๐Ÿ†’๏ธ๐Ÿ†“๏ธโ„น๏ธ๐Ÿ†”๏ธโ“‚๏ธ๐Ÿ†•๏ธ๐Ÿ†–๏ธ๐Ÿ…พ๏ธ๐Ÿ†—๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿ†˜๏ธ๐Ÿ†™๏ธ๐Ÿ†š๏ธ๐Ÿˆ๏ธ๐Ÿˆ‚๏ธ๐Ÿˆท๏ธ๐Ÿˆถ๏ธ๐Ÿˆฏ๏ธ๐Ÿ‰๏ธ๐Ÿˆน๏ธ๐Ÿˆš๏ธ๐Ÿˆฒ๏ธ๐Ÿ‰‘๏ธ๐Ÿˆธ๏ธ๐Ÿˆด๏ธ๐Ÿˆณ๏ธใŠ—๏ธใŠ™๏ธ๐Ÿˆบ๏ธ๐Ÿˆต๏ธ๐Ÿ”ด๐ŸŸ ๐ŸŸก๐ŸŸข๐Ÿ”ต๐ŸŸฃ๐ŸŸคโšช๏ธโšซ๏ธ๐ŸŸฅ๐ŸŸง๐ŸŸจ๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŸฆ๐ŸŸช๐ŸŸซโฌ›โฌœ๏ธโ—ผ๏ธโ—ป๏ธโ—พ๏ธโ—ฝ๏ธโ–ช๏ธโ–ซ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ถ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ท๏ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๏ธ๐Ÿ”น๏ธ๐Ÿ”บ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ป๐Ÿ’ ๐Ÿ”˜๐Ÿ”ฒ๐Ÿ”ณ๐Ÿ๐Ÿšฉ๐Ÿด๐Ÿณ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธ๐Ÿดโ€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฎ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chubchubreturns ยท 10 months ago
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๐Ÿ’– ๐Ÿ’–Have you always wandered what I looked like on all 4โ€™s๐ŸŒš๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿถ
Well here you go ๐Ÿ˜‹
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I think Iโ€™ll adapt to wearing bikiniโ€™s ๐Ÿค”. Who I usually look good on them ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ‘™
And I just love how free it is and keeps my body exposed ๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†”๏ธ๐Ÿฅฐ
๐Ÿ”žWhat do you guys think let me know in the comments section ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿชฉ๐ŸŽ‰
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madelynraemunson ยท 8 months ago
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this man-boy and his fucking theatrics i swear. flailing around like an idiot AND THE MOCK STAB before falling into the leaves ๐Ÿฅฒ weโ€™ve been here beforeโ€ฆ
i feel like things are too good to be true rn bestieโ€ฆ probably why you bolded and italicized the ending
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EVERMORE: Chapter Three
Eddie Munson Fic - Evermore Directory - Word Count: 9.1k
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Immediately after lunch, Eddie had about 30 minutes to kill until his next class. He used this time to wander around campus some more. At this time, plenty of students were already into their next classes, so it gave Eddie a chance to see things without the in-between class scrambling.
Where Matthew left him was just at the beginning of a long paved walkway to what looked like another building slightly off the main campus. Most of its structure was obscure by surrounding trees, so naturally Eddie curiously walked towards it to scope it out.
The wide paved path was at a slight downward slope. Eddie leisurely walked towards the building, running his fingers along the short stone wall that lined the bridge. As he glances to his left, he catches a glimpse of what appears to be water through the trees, the edge of the huge lake the academy sits on. In the absence of others, it almost feels like heโ€™s back in the Upside Down. He furrows his brows as he thinks of the time he spent there just the night before.
Everything is stale and cool there. Here, the last bits of autumn sun bring warmth to his skin, and the air is fresh. It almost sickens him. This time last year, he would be celebrating a day like this, a gentle breeze rolling through, but plenty of sunlight to make you almost forget the impending rainy, overcast days that hit before winter. Now, itโ€™s just bearable. Luckily, this summer was spent in hiding. It was the first time in history that the AC in the trailer didnโ€™t go out. Since he quite literally could not leave the confines of his room in fear of being seen, he could take as many ice cold showers his heart desired. Now that itโ€™s becoming cooler all round, he is able to walk around on days like these just slightly uncomfortable, but again, itโ€™s bearable.
At the end of the bridge is a singular building. On either end were two huge, rounded greenhouse looking structures connected by a brick rectangle. The center of the building, the brick structure, seemed to be the main entrance. Above the double doors were bold letters, Conservatory.
Eddie makes his way around the building, opting to walk around instead of through. As he walks around one of the large glass greenhouses, he notices what looks like a class being held, black and purple uniforms all seated with textbooks and notepads.
He easily makes his way to the back of the conservatory, finding the sidewalk abruptly ending and turning into an overgrown dirt pathway cutting through the grass and leading into the woods. Eddie lazily kicks his feet through fallen leaves as he aimlessly follows the path. The trees closely follow the path for a while until they gradually expand, making room for a wide, circular platform with matching stone structures that have all seen better days.
Eddie makes his way around the open area before stepping onto the short platform. He stands in the middle of the platform, slowly spinning in a circle to fully grasp the structures around him. Something on one of the stones catches his eye. This particular stone is wider than it is tall. It reaches just about to Eddieโ€™s thigh and has a few green vines and weeds growing around it. Eddie kneels and bends down to move some of the weeds, dusting off the stone.
Just under a thin layer of dirt is a drawing, presumably done with a black sharpie. Itโ€™s a little stick figure with a fierce expression and fangs. Drawn in one of its hands is a sword, and on top of its head is a crown. Eddie canโ€™t help but crack a smile, as just above the figure is an arrow and a name, โ€œLaika Reider was here.โ€
Walking into the South Building, Eddie is quick to take in the familiar stench of floor mats, locker rooms, and rubber. There are a million echoes of talkative students bouncing off the vast walls. Just from the entrance, he can see a long hall that has two doors on one side and four on the other. He quickly glances down at his schedule to make sure he has the right room number in mind. โ€œS-100.โ€ He mumbles aloud to himself.
โ€œOver here.โ€ A small voice catches him off guard. He looks up to find the same thirteen year old boy from his first class shyly waving him over.
โ€œTony.โ€ Eddie says confidently with a smile. He jogs over to the kid, coming to a slow stop and slapping a hand on the youngerโ€™s shoulder. โ€œThe Little Wolf,โ€ Anthony blushes, โ€œHowโ€™s it goinโ€™, little man?โ€
โ€œHm - hi.โ€ Anthony replies with a timid grin, โ€œThis is our classroom.โ€ He points to the glass window on the door. The text reads โ€˜S-100, Transmutations, Safiertoโ€™.
โ€œSo it is. Thanks!โ€ Eddie boasts, reaching over to pull the door handle, gently pushing Anthony through the door first before following behind.
They both take a second to take in the space. Itโ€™s little more than four walls. The space was about half the size of a basketball court with cement walls and glossy wooden floors, of which held a few scratches and marks. Windows and vents lined the edges of the ceiling and there were a small set of wooden bleachers at the far end of the room.
Sitting in the corner of the bottom bleacher bench was a woman. She had her yellow-gold eyes focused on a few papers inside a folder. Her skin was a rich, warm brown, her muscular arms were on full display in a black, sleeveless top that covered her neck. Even with a completely neutral expression, her face was clearly scarred on one side. Three long lines stretched from just under her left eye, along her cheek, and disappearing under her turtleneck.
After a few beats of silence, she finally looks up from her papers over an invisible pair of glasses. Her eyes do a quick once over both boys before she closes the folder, sits up straight, and uncrosses her legs. โ€œLooks like weโ€™re all here.โ€ She stands just as the bell signaling the start of class rings. She tosses the folder down on the seat behind her and begins walking to the center of the room. โ€œGo ahead and set your stuff down over there.โ€ She says pointing to the bleachers. Eddie and Anthony share a quick glance before they begin moving further into the class to follow her instructions.
Both boys set their belongings down on the first bench and turn back to face their instructor. She now stands with her arms crossed in front of her chest and an almost deadpan expression. She then motions for them to sit with a simple wave of her hand. They follow promptly, curious and a little intimidated. โ€œI will be your instructor for this class, here to help you get through your transformations. Help you get comfortable and in control.โ€ Her head dips in a curt nod to affirm her words. โ€œMost students call me Ms. Saf. Iโ€™ve been here helping Nevermore students for the last seven years.โ€ Eddie instinctually spares Anthony a quick side glance before giving his attention back to his teacher. โ€œNow, no worries if you are not a wolf, werecreatures all go through transformation in relatively the same way.โ€
โ€œDoes it hurt?โ€ Anthony asks outright. Ms. Safโ€™s face ever-so-slightly eases into an amused depression. She huffs a small laugh, shaking her head.
โ€œNo, youโ€™ll be alright.โ€ She affirms. โ€œThe first time, first few times, will feel a bit foreign, strange even, but it doesnโ€™t hurt.โ€ She breathes in, squinting off as if trying to find the right words before sighing out, โ€œIt will feel more akin to stretching. The more you form, the easier it will become to slip in and out of. The more time you spend in your were-state, the stronger and more connected you will become with your powers.โ€ She offers Anthony a tightlipped grin. โ€œItโ€™s a lot like learning a new sport or a new workout.โ€ She tilts her head side to side as she goes through the explanation. โ€œYour body is using muscles you donโ€™t normally use, but maintaining regular practice will help to improve yourself in your altered state. You will be sore afterwards, and you will experience aches most likely all over, but the purpose of the class is to build strength and confidence. Before you know it, youโ€™ll be mastering the switch.โ€
Anthony sighs, deflating with relief. Eddie holds back a chuckle. Though Eddie is just as happy to hear that they wonโ€™t have to Wolverine-โ€™hurts every timeโ€™-it, seeing it openly expressed on someone else is a bit comical.
โ€œSince we only have an hour together on Wednesdays, this first class will mainly be for Q&A and demonstrations, so letโ€™s just get into it.โ€ Ms. Safierto rolls her shoulders back. โ€œFor early transformations, most people need some type of trigger to change. Over time, these triggers may change. They may be positive or negative. It really depends on the person.โ€ Eddieโ€™s brows furrow a bit as he starts to feel a little anxious at the thought of being triggered to change into a creature he doesnโ€™t know if he can control.
โ€œWill we always need aโ€ฆ trigger to change?โ€ Anthony asks.
โ€œNo, not always. Like I said, this is really just some tips for beginners. Once you gain a bit of experience, you should be able to change at will.โ€ She looks over to Eddie, leaving a bit of room for more questions before continuing. โ€œAt some point, particularly in your early days, you might find that you may feel better in your were-state as opposed to your human state. โ€˜Betterโ€™ may mean something different to everybody.โ€ She begins talking with her hands as time goes on. โ€œSome students say they feel more confident than usual, less anxious, lessโ€ฆ burdened.โ€ She raises a stern, warning brow. โ€œBut donโ€™t get too cocky or full of yourself, or even tooโ€ฆ down on yourself. Physical strength, enhanced senses are all things that naturally come with transforming, mainly because these creatures we change into are more instinctual, primal. Your were-counterpart is not what makes you โ€˜betterโ€™. It merely opens your eyes to a grander picture, connects you,... grounds you.โ€ She looks back and forth between the two boys to ensure her message is sticking. She clasps her hands together in front of her lap and continues, โ€œHave either of you transformed before?โ€
Anthony shakes his head vigorously, โ€œNo, maโ€™am.โ€ Both turn their gazes to Eddie.
โ€œI, uhโ€ฆโ€ He clenches his jaw, twitching his head to the side as he tries to come up with something on the spot. โ€œI, uh, had, um,โ€ he swallows, โ€œa nightmareโ€ฆ onceโ€ฆโ€ His leg starts to bounce, โ€œabout, uh, turning into aโ€ฆ rampaging monsterโ€ฆโ€ He chuckles to deflect, no humor behind it at all. โ€œWhen I woke up, my mattress suffered some bad claw marks.โ€ He shrugs, nodding. โ€œThatโ€™s as close as Iโ€™ve got.โ€
Ms. Safierto nods, understanding, โ€œYou may have a trigger stemming from angerโ€ฆ or fear.โ€ She tilts her head, โ€œIn such a relaxed state, like sleeping, you may have been able to transform without knowing it per se.โ€ She shakes her head, โ€œItโ€™s not uncommon.โ€
Eddie clears his throat, trying to find some confidence in his voice, โ€œDo, uhโ€ฆ Do you keep in controlโ€ฆ whileโ€ฆ transformed? The human part.โ€ He twitches his head to the side, โ€œIn.. my dreamโ€ฆ Iโ€ฆโ€ He shakes his head, โ€œdidnโ€™t feel like Iโ€ฆ was in the driverโ€™s seat.โ€ His brows furrowed as he recalls. โ€œI could hear,... see,... smellโ€ฆ everything that was happening, but it felt likeโ€ฆโ€ He shrugs, โ€œSomeone else wasโ€ฆ pilotingโ€ฆโ€ He frowns, squinting at the memory.
Ms. Safiertoโ€™s look hardens a bit as she lets Eddieโ€™s words hang in the air for a moment, much to his dismay. Anthony looks back and forth between Eddie and their teacher nervously. She shakes her head, โ€œYou should always remain in control of your actions while in your were-state. Your body is the only thing changing. We do not transform into mindless beasts. The person inside remains the same, regardless of the physical state.โ€
Her stern, matter-of-fact tone brings slight comfort to Eddie, but he canโ€™t help but think back to his dreams. He remembers each one more than heโ€™d ever remembered a dream in his life. They all had way too much detail, and he was way too aware.They felt real. He sighs with relief, nodding, but something deep down tells him not to trust this โ€˜were-counterpartโ€™. We desperately wanted to take her words to heart, but the look she gave him worked against his judgment.
โ€œWhat happens to our clothes and stuff when we transform?โ€ Anthony asks with a raised hand. Eddie mentally thanks him graciously for changing the subject to something a bit less dramatic.
โ€œWellโ€ฆ It depends on the creatureโ€™s transformation and the degree in which they transform.โ€ She raises a brow, โ€œThink of transformations in terms of percentages. This is quite advanced so donโ€™t feel pressured to master this skill. It takes a lot of practice to control your โ€˜percentageโ€™. When it comes to clothes, most creatures tend to not transform into something too much larger than or different from their human form. Clothes may be stretched, torn, ripped, and so on. Therefore, one of the best teachings to keep with you is to be mindful of what you wear and the fabrics you choose. Sweats, baggy or loose fitting clothes will almost never getโ€ฆ shredded. Jeans, linens, thick, or stiff fabrics tend to not be recoverable, but again, depends on the transformation and the creature. Some tend to be more humanoid than others. You might be able to get away with a few stretched jackets or ripped seams. Which in that case, we have an amazing seamstress at Nevermore who, I'm sure, would be more than happy to fix it right up.โ€
She gestures to Eddie, โ€œAs your counterpart is still unknown, you may be one of the lucky few who get to keep your jeans.โ€ She attempts at a joke, offering a small grin. โ€œAnthony on the other hand.โ€ She turns her attention to the younger. โ€œSorry to say, but wolves tend to be on the list of creatures who need to stick to stretchy pants.โ€
โ€œEh, Iโ€™m not really fond of jeans anyway.โ€ He shrugs earnestly, getting a chuckle out of Eddie and their teacher.
โ€œMaybe, youโ€™ll get lucky and be one of the few wolves who can fully โ€˜wolf-outโ€™ as Iโ€™ve heard it called.โ€ She says sarcastically. Anthony scrunches his face.
โ€œProbably not. No one on my momโ€™s or dadโ€™s side has that trait, so Iโ€™m good.โ€
โ€œWolf-out?...โ€ Eddie asks, searching for clarification. Anthony takes over before their teacher can respond.
โ€œSome werewolves can turn into a full wolf.โ€ He holds out his hands to add emphasis. โ€œButโ€ฆ it's pretty rare.โ€ He nods to confirm his own statement.
โ€œOut of my forty-five years of life and fifteen years of teaching. Iโ€™ve only come across three wolves who can do it.โ€ Eddieโ€™s brow lifts in surprise at the mention of her age. He wouldโ€™ve guessed twenty-seven, maybe even thirty, but only because she mentioned seven years at Nevermore. He glances over at Anthony now getting why he looks younger than he is, determining that werewolves must have slowed aging or something. Ms. Safierto shrugs, โ€œHonestly, after seeing them go full-wolf in person, Iโ€™m a bit jealous. Itโ€™s really a sight to see.โ€ She pauses as she remembers one of her old students. She sighs into a small smile, before shaking the memories from her consciousness. โ€œMoving on. Letโ€™s get into some demonstrations.โ€
The bell rings, shaking Eddie out of his focus and marking the end of Eddieโ€™s school day. He quickly packs up his belongings off his desk and into his backpack. Arcane World History I was extremely interesting for him and also was the first class he had with more than three students. As all the students pack up and get into their own conversations as they leave, Eddie consumes himself in all heโ€™s learned in one day.
At the start of his morning, tieflings, werewolves, and elves and magic have all been confirmed to be real. He witnessed with his own two eyes a woman transform into a werewolf right in front of him, even though it was โ€˜only 60%โ€™ as that was how far Ms. Saf could push herself without losing her human speech.
As soon as Eddie leaves the classroom, he is immediately met with a hallway full of bustling students. He looks from left to right trying to remember the way he came in, halfway hoping to spot his roommate trying to flag him down somewhere. Soon enough, Eddie just decides to pick a direction and go for it. He turns left once there is a proper break in students for him to slip his way through.
Heโ€™s noticed since he is now in uniform and in a crowded area, no one really pays him any attention. No one is trying to hassle him, no name calling, no malicious stares. For once heโ€™s just another student. Eddieโ€™s hand clenched around the straps of his backpack. He canโ€™t help but remain a bit tensed up with his chest puffed out, ready for something to come his way, but nothing does. He finally reaches a flight of stairs to take him down to the main floor of the East Building. He walks through the corridor until he reaches the shared indoor common area that connects the East and West Buildings.
Upon reaching The Common, heโ€™s quickly overwhelmed with the amount of chatting students going in all directions, almost as if they were swarming with the way they effortlessly avoid other students, chairs, and tables. He makes quick work of the north exit, making his way outside. Heโ€™s hit in the face with a breeze of cool, fresh air, and it suddenly feels like heโ€™s never breathed air in his life. He takes several deep breaths, regaining himself before deciding itโ€™s probably best to walk along the perimeter of the campus in hopes of finding a familiar face. Heโ€™s bound to run into someone from the club eventually. He turns left again to make his way around the West Building.
Thankfully, there are much less students on the sidewalk outside of the West Building, most opting to walk through than around. Eddie walks leisurely but with his head on a swivel, constantly in search of an embroidered jacket. Just as he gets to the juncture between the West Building and the Cafeteria, he spots the gold embroidery on the back of a student heading towards the bridge that leads to the Conservatory. โ€œHey!โ€ Eddie shouts, jogging up to meet them.
Sensing someone coming up behind them, the student turns a full 180 to get a look at the perpetrator. Eddie stops in his tracks, falling back a little to avoid bumping into the guy. Immediately upon facing each other, Eddie feels thrust into an awkward position. The slender guy looks Eddie directly in his eyes with something unreadable and standoffish. Eddie does a quick once over taking in the guyโ€™s almost purple complexion.
His skin tone was muted, like a cool, desaturated taupe color with purple undertones. His eyes were misty, and Eddie could have sworn he saw purple trindles moving behind his irises like smoke. โ€œHi, uhโ€ฆโ€ Eddie swallows and looks away as the weight of the guyโ€™s gaze was building a lot of pressure. โ€œYouโ€™re a part of Slayers, right?โ€ The student leans in a little as his eyes squint slightly, deepening his glare.
โ€œWho are you?โ€ The studentโ€™s voice takes Eddie even more off-guard for a second. With such an intense look, Eddie expected a voice more akin to a guttural growl, but on the contrary, with that line, this guy could be a pretty convincing voice actor for the caterpillar in Alice in Wonderland.
โ€œEddieโ€ฆ uh, Juniorโ€™s roommateโ€ฆ I was at the meeting during lunch?... uh, Reider said I could come to todayโ€™s meet-up.โ€ Eddie says, spacing out his words as if trying to jog the memory of this person. The guy glares even deeper.
โ€œSire permitted your presence?โ€ Eddie finds himself at a loss for words, but it doesnโ€™t matter. The guy stands up straight as a board. โ€œVery well.โ€ He completes before turning and continuing on his way almost robotically. Eddieโ€™s brows furrow at the exchange, but he follows regardless.
The student walks fast and even as if heโ€™s floating. His chin is held high and his back is straight as a board. He holds himself as if he's a knight of the highest court. His thick, dark gray, almost black hair is brushed back into a low ponytail, waves stopping just at the base of his neck. His elongated, pointy ears each have a golden earring dangling from his earlobes, and his hands are clasped in front of him as he walks.
They make their way down the bridge leading to the Conservatory, around and to the same overgrown path, all without a word. Every so often, Eddie has to break out in a jog to catch up with the guy, but eventually, they reach the clubโ€™s meeting point, the stone structure Eddie stumbled across earlier this afternoon. It is now lively and filled with students, changed from their school uniforms, now in various combinations of linens, leather, and metal armors. Shields, swords, and the like now sit perched up against the stone structures.
As soon as they break the tree line, Reider spots Eddie. โ€œNew Guy!โ€ She shouts with a smile, jogging over to meet them. Eddie readjusts his backpack in an attempt to alleviate the tension building in his chest now that Reiderโ€™s around. โ€œThanks for showing him the way, Meru. Apparently, Junior didnโ€™t think to meet up with him, or even tell him where to go.โ€ She says, purposefully loud enough for Junior to hear. Eddie can see him shrink from across the small field.
โ€œOf course, my liege.โ€ The guy now known as Meru states before bowing slightly and walking away. Once again, Eddie gives Meru a weird look as he walks off.
โ€œDonโ€™t worry about it.โ€ Reider says, getting Eddieโ€™s attention back on her. โ€œSome club members really take the whole โ€˜monarchyโ€™ role to heart.โ€ She smiles at him before turning slightly and motioning him to follow her. As theyโ€™re walking over to the stones, Reider continues to fill him in. โ€œSince youโ€™re coming in on the day we actually start our first quest, Iโ€™m just going to have you follow me, so you can get a feel of how things work. I doubt I will be able to get a great sense on where youโ€™ll be placed, but if not, weโ€™ll just have to talk about it more later.โ€ Eddie simply nods, still ever-stunned that sheโ€™s even giving him the time of day. Somehow, the prospect of interacting so much with Reider was not something he let sink in. She smiles at him once more, patting his shoulder before she walks up to the front of the small crowd. She steps up to stand on that same stone Eddie examined earlier. His eyes couldn't help but navigate towards the area the drawing was in. Though he couldnโ€™t see it from this angle, the thought of it brought a little smile to his face.
โ€œAlright, everyone! Now that weโ€™re all here, itโ€™s time to get started!โ€ She gets a few excited cheers in response, causing her to laugh a little. She claps her hands and rubs them together, shaking her head with a smile before dropping her hands and lifting her head with a now determined look on her face. โ€œCitizens of Glynthira, Brothers and Sisters. It pains me to say that our homes, our livestock, our land has been unlawfully seized by the wretched Kullak. Those foul, hateful barbarians have left nothing but a trail of slaughter and carnage in their wake. Some of youโ€ฆโ€ She looks around at each member, โ€œhave lost more than material things.โ€ Her bottom lip quivers as she frowns. โ€œMy mother is dead.โ€ She pauses to โ€˜gather herselfโ€™, putting on a brave face. โ€œBut there is no time to mourn. My people need a leader. They need a Queen.โ€ She clenches her jaw and lifts her chin defiantly. โ€œAnd I will do everything in my power to strike those demons down!โ€ They all yell in agreement. โ€œIt is what my mother wouldโ€™ve done. It is what you all deserve! Someone who will fight for you when youโ€™ve been wronged! And, I, for one, will not go down without a proper fight.โ€ More cheers erupt from the group. Reider nods in approval, pausing as they cheer. โ€œTonight, weโ€™re making the first move. Our lead scout, Meru, has detected a small Kullakian camp just Northwest of us with plenty of stolen resources and food theyโ€™ve gathered during their raids. Tonight, we take itโ€ฆ Dona and Meru will lead a small team to scout the area first and secure the perimeter. Once we have secured the area and confirmed their usual guard rounds, Josie and I will come up with the best route of attack. Once Meru and Josieโ€™s teams have been set in place around the camp. Arman and I will lead the first attack, followed by the rest. โ€œ Reider nods to affirm her brief overview. โ€œI hold great pride in all of you. Tonight will mark the first of many victoriesโ€ฆ I am sure of it.โ€ She nods curtly, marking the end of her speech and immediately causing an uproar amongst the crew.
Reider steps down from her stone and heads straight towards Eddie. Everyone parts for her, busying themselves with readying up. As the autumn sun begins to set and the moon rises, thereโ€™s a golden glow casted over Reiderโ€™s skin. Eddie is near awestruck with how awesome she looks. Just like the others, she has changed from her usual school uniform and into a simple, off-white, linen long sleeve with brown leather bracers that cover her arm from her elbow down to her knuckles. Her dark gray pants were fitted but possibly just two sizes too big. She had a few belts and miscellaneous fabrics wrapped and tied around her waist and hips, so he presumed that one of them had to be in charge of holding up her pants. โ€œYou might wanna readjust your fit.โ€ She says with a teasing grin.
Eddie shakes his head to try and bring himself out of the trance she had him in. โ€œOh!โ€ He begins to strip off his backpack and jacket.
โ€œDo you have anything valuable in there?โ€ She points to his backpack.
โ€œUh, no. Nope. no, not really.โ€ He rambles out. She nods her head.
โ€œIt will most likely go untouched, but you can never be too safe.โ€ Dona steps up beside them, handing Reider two swords, one wood and one metal. โ€œThank you.โ€ She says, Dona giving her a nod before walking off again. โ€œUsually, we require at least a few training sessions before we hand over any metal weapons.โ€ She lifts the wooden sword in Eddieโ€™s direction, hilt first. Heโ€™s a bit hesitant, but he takes it. โ€œThis will get you by for the first few quests. Itโ€™s mainly for the safety of everyone else.โ€ She taps the tip of her blade with her fingers. โ€œThese things are dull. Itโ€™s near impossible to cut yourself but still could really hurt someone if thereโ€™s enough force behind it.โ€ He nods in response. She begins walking towards the back of the stone structure, where the stone with the drawing sat. She walks around the stone to head where Meru stood at the edge of the clearing. โ€œYou won't really need to worry about anything. Youโ€™ll just be running behind Arman and I.โ€ Just as she finishes her sentence, the boy he saw with her and Dona in the courtyard on his first day here pops up next to her.
โ€œThatโ€™s a me!โ€ The boyโ€™s dark brown curls bounce on his head as he flops it to the side, throwing an arm around her shoulders. Arman gives Eddie and Reider a huge grin. She returns the smile, but Eddie just eyeballs his exposed, tan arm around her shoulders. Heโ€™s wearing what looks like light gray linen wrapped around his body and draped over his left shoulder to create somewhat of a shirt, the tails of the fabric tucked into his loose pants. Eddie eyes the boyโ€™s half exposed chest and naked arm, eyeing every place he makes contact with Reider. โ€œArman The Great. General of Strikers. The Curl God.โ€ He dramatically leans his head back and shakes it from side to side, causing his luscious curls to bounce around. He lifts a hand and waves it next to him as if throwing hair over his shoulder when in reality his curls just barely touch the tips of his ears. Reider laughs and shakes her head at his antics.
Once they are a few steps away from Meru, with a wave of his hands, a purple smoke swirls and grows into a swirling circle about 7 feet tall and 5 feet wide. Eddieโ€™s eyes wide as they all continue to walk straight through. Eddie pauses before entering. He could see where they were walking to, the other side looking identical to the real world, but everything had a purple hue and it was darker, further into the night than the world they were coming from. Reider turns to look back at Eddie, Armanโ€™s arm dropping off her shoulders as he continues walking further into the other forest, more students filing in behind him. Reider waves for Eddie to come closer with a smile, but he finds himself frozen. Reider walks back towards Eddie, reaching a hand out to him while her body remains on the other side. He stares down at her hand with a torn expression before looking back up to find her eyes. The last few club members walk around him and Reider, passing by with no issue or second glance.
Meru waves his hands over himself, smoke appearing over him as his uniform turns into black and purple robes with gold accents. He bows his head slightly before walking through to the other side. He stands a few paces away from Reider and Eddie to offer them a bit of privacy but remains close enough to keep the door open.
โ€œItโ€™s alright.โ€ She says softly with a gentle smile, nodding her head to affirm Eddie. His heart rate starts to increase, and his breathing picks up as he looks back down to her hand, the grayish purple smoke swirling around in his periphery. She reaches out further, placing her hand on his upper arm to try and regain his attention on her. His eyes meet hers again. โ€œItโ€™s okayโ€ฆ Come on.โ€ She works her hand down to his, grabbing it in hers and pulling him towards her. Just one step forward and heโ€™s successfully passed the threshold, glancing over his shoulder as the smoke swirls closed behind him.
Meru walks off to meet with the rest of the group. โ€œPortals?โ€ Eddie sighs out. Reider nods her head.
โ€œThat's one of Meruโ€™s specialties.โ€ She begins to slowly walk with him towards the rest of the club whoโ€™ve all separately gathered in their respective groups and started conversing. Eddieโ€™s brows raise slightly.
โ€œSpecialties.โ€
โ€œYeah, powers? Heโ€™s had his gifts since birth and comes from a magical family. Itโ€™s very rare, but portals, illusions, and whatnot are his specialty. It really makes all the difference with Slayers.โ€ She smiles and nods. โ€œWe both got to Nevermore around the same time, and one day I told him how cool it would be to make our adventures even more immersive with costumes and maybe some combat dummiesโ€ฆ He said he had something even better, and here we are.โ€ She concludes by gesturing around to the general area. โ€œHe made this all reality, literally.โ€
โ€œHe made this?โ€ Eddie asks.
โ€œYeah, well, with my help obviously.โ€ She says with a sly smile. โ€œIโ€™m more of the creative visionary. Heโ€ฆ does all the rest.โ€ She giggles and shrugs. Eddie gives Reider a ghost of a smile in return, her giggle bringing it about but his mind unable to allow for a full grin to form. He tosses around the weight of the sword in his hand to try and distract himself from his own nerves. โ€œIโ€™ll explain it more later, if youโ€™re interested. Itโ€™s pretty cool.โ€ She grins. โ€œFor now, let's run these Kullakians down.โ€ Reider scrunches her nose in the cutest little snarl Eddieโ€™s ever seen.
By the time they get over to the group, a few members are missing, Meru, Junior, and Dona being among the ones gone. A girl with brown hair tied up with a white ribbon turns to meet Reider as they walk up, her blue eyes a striking contrast to her almond toned skin. โ€œDona and Meru have begun leading our first group. Shall we get going?โ€
โ€œYeah, let's get going. We donโ€™t want to be too far behind.โ€ Reider gives the girl a small smile and head nod. โ€œAye, boys!โ€ She shouts over Eddie's shoulder.ย 
Eddie turns to look behind him towards said โ€˜boysโ€™. Just a few feet over were two boys, probably Juniors or Seniors. One had rich brown skin with dark brown locs reaching the tops of his cheekbones while the other had a light tan complexion with loose, brown waves down his shoulders. They both had black linens with the short sleeves rolled up their shoulders and brown trousers. They both dropped their playful stances immediately like they were caught doing something bad by their mother. โ€œArman, Enid. Let's move.โ€ She concludes before she begins to walk further into the thick of trees, motioning for Eddie to move behind her.
As Eddie follows the brunette girl directly behind Reider, Arman jogs up to meet Eddie. โ€œHey,โ€ He bumps his shoulder by leaning into him. Eddie turns to see Arman grinning at him. โ€œArmando, officially.โ€ He reaches towards Eddie to offer a hand to shake. โ€œArman for short.โ€ Eddie lifts a hand to shake his.
โ€œEddie.โ€ They shake hands.
โ€œNice meeting you.โ€ He nods, Eddie giving him an up and down once over. Arman lifts his left hand to pat Eddie's shoulder. โ€œDon't be nervous. We get pretty into it, but it's all dramatized for fun. You'll be just fine.โ€ Arman nods his head towards Reider, driving Eddie to look back ahead of him in her direction. โ€œWe haven't had any new recruiters in a while, but she's always gone easy on them.โ€ He chuckles. โ€œWhen we get out there, make sure to stay close to one of us. If you lose us for whatever reason, head towards the outskirts of the camp. Katrina, Junior, Riand and Crow will be keeping an eye out and maintaining the border. Josie and Meru will be at the top and bottom of the camp. Dona, Enid, Otis, and Fargo will infiltrate the camp with us. Try your best to stick with us, if you can, though. Ideally, we'd wanna get a feel on your instincts, but then again, no pressure, bro.โ€ He pats Eddie's shoulder once more before slowing down to keep his three trailing squires in line.
Eddieโ€™s eyes wander around, taking in the setting around him. The forest is dark, moonlight peeking through the leafy canopy to light their way. The world has a slight purple foggy overcast. The air feels normal, and the ground beneath him crunches under his shoes no different than their dimension. Thereโ€™s no sentient vines, no lightning in the sky, nothing to draw similarities between the Upside Down and their universe.
A little distracted, he nearly runs into the brunette girl in front of him, but he catches himself just a few centimeters before. He takes a step back and looks toward Reider to see her hand held up in a motion to stop walking. She then crouches and looks back at the group, moving her hand down in a patting motion, signaling for them to get low. Everyone follows suit, mimicking her crouch as they walk a few steps forward.
Eddie can see a warm flickering light in the distance. It looks to be a campfire. Once they get close enough, they all squat behind some bushes just outside the campโ€™s perimeter. Reider, Eddie, and the brunette girl all squat behind one bush, Arman, Enid, and his two other squires just a few feet behind. Coming out of nowhere, Meru silently hops down presumably from the tree next to them, causing Eddie to jump in surprise. He curses to himself as they pay him no mind, beginning their conversation. โ€œHow are things looking, Meru?โ€
โ€œGood evening, sire. Everything is according to plan. There have been zero changes in their nightly routines.โ€ He bows his head as he concludes. Reider nods, turning to the brunette girl.
โ€œJosie, ideas on how we should proceed?โ€ Reider questions. The brunette girl, Josie, nods. She peers over the bush to look at the camp, pointing as she speaks. Eddie and Reider both look over as well to follow along.
โ€œWe should begin our attack by sneaking in through the right. Those wretched imbeciles have their guard way down on that side.โ€ She points. Much to Eddieโ€™s surprise, he catches a glimpse of these โ€˜Kullakiansโ€™.
There are goblin-like beings chattering and cackling on the rightmost part of the camp, 4 of them. They all were pretty short, the tallest no higher than Eddieโ€™s shoulder. They all have a yellow-green hue to their skin, some a bit more gray than others. They have oversized, pointy ears reaching passed the back of their big heads, and black hair, some covered with hoods. If they were anything like the goblins he knew, theyโ€™d be relatively easy to take down, but then again, if they were anything like the goblins he knew, he alone probably didnโ€™t stand too much of a chance. They arenโ€™t the strongest individually, but thatโ€™s why they run in packs. Strength in numbers.
Eddie looks around him at the surrounding club members, finding all traces of goofy teen energy gone. They all had determined looks on their faces, even Enid put on a serious face. This group could definitely take on a horde of goblins, probably even a horde of orcs. Just looking at the crew around him made him a bit more confident in their fight, but he started to feel a bit nervous. He did not want to look like a fool out there against a goblin of all things.
โ€œI will take post at the east point.โ€ She points to the entrance closest to them. โ€œMeru can take over Donaโ€™s post in the west.โ€ She points to the furthest point opposite of their current position. โ€œOnce Meru takes over for Dona, you and Arman should meet her in the middle to proceed to the south point while Enid, Otis, and Fargo continue in the northern point. Any stragglers should be covered by those of us on the outposts.โ€ Meru and Reider nod.
โ€œTheir leader should be in the southernmost tent.โ€ Meru adds, pointing towards the largest tent on the south edge of the camp. โ€œHe keeps two underlings with him.โ€ Reider nods.
โ€œAs long as we are swift with the foot soldiers, the captain and his guards shall be no problem between Arman and I. Iโ€™ll have Dona watch our backs with Eddie.โ€ Eddieโ€™s eyes widen, but it goes unnoticed or ignored by Reider. Before Eddie can say anything back, Arman pats his shoulder again with a boasting grin.
โ€œWe got this in the bag.โ€ He smirks, confident. Reider nods.
โ€œLet's get this plan in motion.โ€ She smiles at Josie as her and Meru nod in response. Meru immediately jumps back up into the trees, silently jumping from branch to branch until heโ€™s over at his post. Josie closes a bit more distance between her and the camp, remaining covered. Reider looks back at the three Strikers. โ€œYou guys got everything?โ€ They all nod.
โ€œHell yeah.โ€ The wavy haired boy nods.
โ€œLetโ€™s get this party started.โ€ The dreaded boy adds. Enid smiles brightly, silently squealing in excitement.
They all stand from their squats, sneaking over to their next positions. Eddie hears a quiet shinkt, looking behind him to find Enid has released her multicolored claws. He looks around at the other two boys to find them grinning, anxiously tossing around their swords in their grip, ready to fight. Eddie looks over at Reider who stands next to him. She is just as determined as the rest. Out of the corner of his eyes, Eddie spots two other club members a few yards back, in their stations behind some trees.
Once the six of them are in position, Arman makes his way to the other side of Eddie, while Reider remains on Eddieโ€™s left. The two boys stand in front while Enid stands in the back, behind all five of them, claws ready to strike. โ€œWhenever you see your opening, boys.โ€ Arman tells the two in front. Reider turns to Eddie with an excited grin.ย 
โ€œHere we go.โ€ He can only give her a nervous one in return.
In the blink of an eye, the two boys hurriedly sneak up on their respective targets, slicing them from the back before lunging at the other two in sync. As soon as their swords make fatal contact, the goblin creatures disappear into a heavy purple smoke, falling to the ground in their place.
Reider and Arman start to move, Eddie moving right along with them. The two boys continue to slice through opponents as they come across them. A few steps into the camp, there is a screech heard from behind them. Eddie turns to see a goblin has come out of one of the tents they passed, now screeching and pointing towards them, causing alarm to ring through the camp. Enid is quick to lunge at the goblin, striking it down with her claws. Reider and Arman continue without so much as a flinch, Eddie regains his steps to ensure heโ€™s kept between them.ย 
The two boys and Enid take on those on their side of camp while Reider, Arman, and Eddie push forward. Soon enough, they reach the midpoint, meeting with Dona who has already made good work in clearing a path for them. Reider and Arman quicken their pace, taking a few steps ahead of Eddie to begin slicing down goblins on their end, Dona working behind Eddie to keep ones off their backs. As Arman and Reider effortlessly strike their hits, Eddie is left in the middle, frozen and unsure of what to do. A screech reaches Eddieโ€™s ears as he turns to find a goblin running straight towards him out of their tent. The goblin has a club raised and ready to strike him down. Unsure of himself, Eddie just goes on autopilot, swinging his wooden sword once the goblin is within reach. Once the sword makes contact with the side of the goblinโ€™s neck, Eddie feels the slightest bit of resistance but follows through with all his might. In the blink of an eye the goblin is soon replaced with a purple smoke, falling to the ground and dissipating. Reider and Arman are quick to Eddieโ€™s side to keep any other goblins from trying something. Arman quickly takes over as Reider turns to Eddie amidst a break in oncoming goblins. โ€œNice hit.โ€ She gives him a proud grin before going back to the task at hand.
Eddieโ€™s anxious breath is heavy in his chest, but he feels a bit of pride build up at that one comment. He just killed a goblin with one blow. โ€œWatch our backs!โ€ Reider shouts over to Dona. Eddie sighs out a shaky breath, trying to get it together before he stumbles up to meet Reider and Arman as they march towards the biggest tent.
A large orc parts the curtains of his tent, walking out to meet Arman, Redier, and Eddie, leaving several feet between them. Heโ€™s about half a head taller than Eddie and probably three times his body mass. His skin is a muted green, a sickly gray. He has small pointy ears and beady eyes on his large head. He held a large, stone ax in one hand, a smaller one hooked in his leather belt. Fur pelts hung over his leather pants, a dinged up pauldron on his shoulder being the only thing on his upper half. Two goblins walk out behind him, both a lot smaller than the orc, but larger than the other goblins theyโ€™ve encountered so far. These two were just an inch or so shorter than Eddie and roughly his same stature.
Arman lets out a low whistle. โ€œNow, that is a face Iโ€™m not even sure a mother could love.โ€ He winces at the sight of the creature.
โ€œWhat is this?โ€ The orc gruffs out. He holds his hands out towards all the fighting behind them. He lets out a deep chuckle. โ€œYou think you can just come in here and take my camp?โ€ He boasts with a disgusting smirk on his face.
โ€œOf course we can. We already took it.โ€ Arman boasts right back with a matter-of-fact tone and confident grin.
The orc looks around with a snarl at the fighting and all the destroyed tents, some set ablaze by the candles undoubtedly once held within them. โ€œWorthless scum.โ€ He growls. He roars, raising his ax, his two minions running towards Reider and Arman. The two overgrown goblins put up a good fight. The echoes of metal weapons clashing sound throughout the forest. Not knowing how to jump in, Eddie refrains from inserting himself and instead holds his ground in the middle of Arman, Reider and Dona. The orcโ€™s gaze lands on Eddie. The hulking creature lowers the ax to point it straight at him. Eddieโ€™s eyes widen in panic as the orc tries charging for him, intimidatingly swinging his ax around like a maniac.
โ€œShit. shit. Shit.โ€ Eddie says, panicked, but still keeps his ground, steadying his forward facing stance with a tight grip on his wooden sword. Eddie closes his eyes and lifts his sword to block the incoming ax swing, but just before it makes contact, another sword comes in the way.
โ€œI donโ€™t think so.โ€ Eddie opens his eyes to see Reider standing in front of him with her sword struggling against the orcโ€™s ax. Arman comes up from behind and slices the orc on the back. The creature yells in pain, turning to try and swing an arm at his attacker only for Arman to already be moved out of reach. While the creatureโ€™s attention is away, Reider stretches an arm out to move Eddie along with her, also just out of the orcโ€™s immediate reach. Once they stop, Reider drops into a stance, never shifting her gaze from the orc. Eddie also drops into a stance, trying to mimic the one Reider is in.
โ€œYou little rat!โ€ The orc yells at Arman who is laughing at the orcโ€™s anger, only enraging him further. The orc looks around to find his minions gone. He growls, frustrated. โ€œI will just kill you myself!โ€
โ€œIโ€™d like to see you try.โ€ Arman retorts in a sing-songy tone, skipping around the orc, remaining just out of arms-length. Reider chuckles and shakes her head. The orc roars, rushing Arman at a surprising speed but then again not fast enough to catch him. Right before their eyes, Arman disappears, leaving a golden, swirling cloud in his place, only to appear behind the orc in another puff of smoke. โ€œOver here!โ€ Arman calls out just before slicing another non-fatal wound on the orcโ€™s back. The orc turns to reach behind him, swinging where Arman once was, only for him to poof somewhere else. โ€œToo slow!โ€ Arman sings out again.
Dona meets up with Eddie and Reider, taking over Reiderโ€™s spot before Eddie watches her rush into battle, sliding on her knees to slice at the orcs legs. She rolls out of the way before he is able to catch her with his ax. Arman laughs in the orcโ€™s face. โ€œCome on! Are you even trying?โ€ The orc roars out again, swinging his ax around madly as Reider and Arman take turns slicing and confusing the hulking monster. He huffs and puffs, obviously getting tired and dizzy.
โ€œYou puny humans!โ€
โ€œEEEHH! Wrong!โ€ Arman blurts out as he slides by, slicing at the orcโ€™s thigh and poofing away. The orc turns around, trying and failing again at catching the teen.
โ€œWeโ€™re not human.โ€ Reider says calmly, the orc turning towards her just as she plummets her sword into his chest. Arman appears on the orcโ€™s back.
โ€œNice try, though.โ€ Arman teases the orc as he drives his sword down into the creatureโ€™s back. As it falls forward, dissipating into purple dust, Arman jumps over Reider, rolling as he hits the ground and effortlessly stands, lifting his hands above his head like a gymnast. โ€œThank you, thank you.โ€ He turns and bows in all directions for an invisible audience. Reider shakes her head at him but canโ€™t help but smile. She sheaths her sword through a loop in one of her belts and lets out that same melodic whistle Eddie heard her do earlier at lunch. From all sides, Eddie could hear cheers of kids and teens alike, all members understanding that the whistle meant theyโ€™ve successfully completed their mission.
Eddie turns to the blonde girl next to him. She paid him no mind, just grinning and nodding her head at the sight in front of her. Now that they are nearly shoulder to shoulder, Eddie realizes just how much Dona and Enid look alike. Her hair had a more golden tone to it than Enidโ€™s pale blonde. She has a more mature look, but they share the same eyes and nose. They are very obvious sisters.
Soon enough all the remaining club members come to meet, circling around Reider with happy faces. โ€œWe did it!โ€ She starts. They all cheer along with her. โ€œAs predicted, this shall mark our first victory of many more to come! The Kullak vastly underestimate us, and that will be their reckoning. They do not know of the power we hold. They may have taken our land, but we are Glyntheria!โ€ The members shout out in proud defiance, waving swords and fists high. โ€œNo matter how hard they try, not one person on this plane, Kullak or not, can take that from us!โ€ A chorus of โ€˜yeahโ€™s and hollers ring out. โ€œTonight! We will celebrate with a feast!โ€ Another chorus of delighted cheers yell at the sound of food, this one even more prolonged than the previous shouts. Reider canโ€™t stop the laugh that leaves her lips. She tries regaining herself before continuing. โ€œSo, letโ€™s head back to base and collect ourselves, so we can head out!โ€ She smiles at each member, getting โ€˜whoopโ€™s and โ€˜yayโ€™s in response as Meru begins to lead them back the direction they came.
As everyone walks ahead, Reider sticks in the back with Eddie. โ€œSoโ€ฆโ€ she drags out. โ€œWhatโ€™dโ€™ya think?โ€ She asks, tilting her head with a small smile. Eddie blinks a few times, nodding.
โ€œIโ€ฆโ€ he huffs a short laugh, โ€œThat was awesome!โ€ Reider laughs. โ€œYou were all,โ€ He poorly mimics her sword swings while making a โ€˜wooshโ€™ sound with his mouth, โ€œAnd Arman was all,โ€ He jumps to one side making a โ€˜poofโ€™ sound, swinging his sword with a โ€˜shingโ€™ noise before repeating his actions by jumping to and from all different sides and all around Reider, causing her to giggle. โ€œThen that final move?!โ€ He jabs his wooden sword upwards. โ€œWe arenโ€™t humans.โ€ He turns to stand in front of Reider as they make their way to the edge of the clearing they arrived in, Meru on the other end, reopening his portal as members walk through.
Eddie shoves his sword through his own armpit, theatrically reenacting the death scene before falling to the ground onto the purple tinted grass and dirt beneath him. Reider doubles over giggling. Eddie rolls to lay on his back, staring up at Reider with a huge grin, happy to make her laugh. โ€œHoly shit, you guys rock.โ€
She looks down at him, her laugh still working its way through her words, โ€œI could say the same for you!โ€ Eddie perches himself on his elbows as Reider unsheaths her sword, takes a couple steps forward and swings it with a sharp strike to the side. She then turns to face Eddie, placing the flat of her dull, silver blade against her neck and making a โ€˜blehโ€™ sound before crumbling on her side to the ground. She giggles on the ground, rolling to her back. Eddie chuckles in return. They both sit there softly laughing for a few short seconds before Reider turns her head to face Eddie. โ€œSo, whatโ€™dโ€™ya say, Eds?โ€ Eddieโ€™s heart flutters at the nickname. โ€œYou down to join us for good?โ€ She gives him a soft grin. His smile widens.
โ€œOf course! What do you take me for?โ€ He confirms, getting another giggle from her. She moves to get up. Eddie quickly stands and walks over to her, offering her a helping hand. Reider smiles up at him, grabbing his forearm. He grabs onto hers and lifts her up with a surprising strength. Reider is a bit taken off guard how easily he almost just threw her in the air but laughs it off. She lets go of his arm and grabs his left hand in her right.
โ€œLetโ€™s go.โ€ She then begins running towards Meruโ€™s portal. He could be seen on the other end of the portal, standing off to the side, holding it open. Reider and Eddie jump through it just as Meru closes it behind them. โ€œEveryone, Iโ€™d like to officially welcome our newest Slayer, Eddie!โ€ She lifts their joint hands in the air as everyone cheers and claps. Enid could be seen jumping up and down next to Junior as they both cheered along. Eddie glances over at Reider with a bashful smile, thinking to himself, โ€˜Maybe getting shipped off wasnโ€™t so bad.โ€™
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Hello guys a new JJK smau today ๐ŸŒš how they would react when you don't wear a damn bra, we all dislike wearing one don't we? And we all would love to tease our gorgeous men ๐ŸŒšโœจ๐ŸคŒ so have fun ๐Ÿ’–
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It's About You and Me
Summary: After so many romantic disappointments, you thought you weren't going to have another relationship, until one guy in particular caught your attention.
Pairing: Best Friend!Oscar Piastri x Best Friend!Singer!Reader
Warnings: No use of yn, just fluff, some dates do not match, the characters will fall in love slowly, fake concert and some bad words
Face claim: Sabrina Carpenter
Author Note: English isn't my first language, so I apologize in advance for any spelling errors! Some things were written with Google Translate.
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yourusername Ready for the Short nโ€™ Sweet tour??? See you tomorrow! My new life starts in Columbus!
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user3 yessssss!!! โ™ฅ๏ธŽ
user4 I AM QUEEN!!!!!!!
user5 PRETTY GIRL!! (Im poor but ready)
โ†ณ user6 same ๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜ญ x2
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โ†ณ user8 x4 ๐Ÿค•
โ†ณ user9 so trueโ€ฆ.x5
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user10 LANDO IN THE LIKES? HELLOO
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โ†ณ user12 lando and his likes ๐Ÿ˜ญ
โ†ณ user13 LANDO IS A FAN LIKE US?
โ†ณ user14 girlโ€ฆhe is her friend, and he can like her like us yk?
user15 YESS ๐Ÿฉต
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โ†ณ user18 QUE?
โ†ณ user19 OSCAR IS WHAT? THE OSCAR?
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user22 Imโ€ฆim in shock, How could someone break up with you? ๐Ÿ˜พ
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yourusername A little break before heading to Toronto!!
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user23 GORGEOUS AS ALWAYS ๐Ÿ˜ป
user24 outfit 10/10, makeup 10/10 you 10/10 โœจ
user25 YAYYY LITTLE BREAK
user26 Toronto is waitingggg ๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒš
โ†ณ user27 yes we aaaaaaarrrrrrreeeee
user28 is she the lucky amulet of Mclaren or smt?
โ†ณ user29 why do you said it???
โ†ณ user30 because Mclaren DID win this race ๐Ÿ˜œ
oscarpiastri you look stunning in these pictures ๐Ÿ™‚ but it was better seeing you in person liked by the author
โ†ณ yourusername aww thanks pookie โ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ’–
โ†ณ user32 WHATTTT
โ†ณ user33 my two fandoms have reached meโ€ฆfinally
โ†ณ user34 awww
โ†ณ user35 they look so cute together! Couple material โœจ๐Ÿ’—
โ†ณ user36 aww! So cuteee
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user37 omgggg๐Ÿงกshe is a papaya team fan!
user38 Your ex doesn't deserve you, you're too much for himm
user39 I LOVE YOUUUUU
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lando today was really fun ๐Ÿฅณ
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โ†ณ user41 yes girlโ€ฆthey are
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user43 OMGOMGOMGOMG
user44 I hope it wasn't Lando who drove because that martini is wild
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You were sitting peacefully in one of the seats of your private plane while Oscar was sitting in a seat next to you. He was looking at the window while you excitedly checked your phone before you heard an announcement on the plane's speakers calling both of your attention.
โ€œPlease fasten your seatbelts for our landing.โ€
The pilot's voice was heard and you both fastened your seat belts as the plane tilted slightly for the landing.
You got a little nerveous when some turbulence made the plane move a little and Oscar noticed it almost immediately when he saw how your eyes widened a little and you bit your lip in surprise.
โ€œAre you ok?โ€
He asked you, taking your hand in his own while looking into your eyes.
โ€œyes..I am okโ€
You said, looking into his eyes while something inside you that you thought you would never feel again, was felt again after many months of crying.
He smiled at you before nodding and letting go of your hand at the same time that the pilot spoke again through the speakers.
โ€œWelcome to Melbourne, Australia. Enjoy your stay here.โ€
You unbuckled your seatbelt before getting up from your seat and stretching your arms a little.
Oscar stood up a few seconds after you, shaking his shirt a little before turning completely towards you to look at your eyes.
โ€œDo you need help with that?โ€
He asked, pointing to the overhead compartment where your suitcase was now.
โ€œIt would be great to get some helpโ€
You said smiling at him while you fixed your hair a little.
Oscar smiled back at you before approaching the overhead compartments and taking your suitcase down, being careful not to drop it.
You took your suitcase and while Oscar also took his suitcase down from the overhead compartment before he extended his arm to you.
โ€œCome on, Miss Sleepyheadโ€
Oscar said in a playful tone
โ€œHere I go, Mr Pastryโ€
You said, wrapping your arms around his as you both dragged your suitcases toward the plane's exit door behind some security guards and authorized personnel.
You continued walking behind the staff as camera flashes and a few journalists talking became part of the background as you continued walking together. This moment was just the two of you.
just two best friends.
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yourusername I have one more thing to do before I leave Melbourne. ๐Ÿ˜‰
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โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐Ÿฉต โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€
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yourusername ๐Ÿงก letโ€™s go McLaren (Oscar ๐Ÿคญ)
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user59 you look beautiful in Orange!
user60 LETS GO PAPAYA TEAM ๐Ÿฅญ
user61 with you supporting the team we will winnnnn
user62 MARRY MEEE ๐Ÿ’‹ You are fucking beautiful!!
user63 Long live single women! ๐Ÿ˜ผ
user64 so pretty!!!!!
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user65 omg Im so excited!
โ†ณ user66 me too!!!
user67 YAYY ANOTHER MCLAREN FAN
user68 linda muchachita! ๐Ÿ’–
user69 you look so cuteeeeeee AHHH ๐Ÿ˜‹
user70 we are going to win, Belive in me ๐Ÿ˜Ž
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oscarpiastri I want to thank first my team, who made an effort so I could get here, my teammate, Lando, who gave me funny moments and encouraged me before this race ,and, I want to thank my best friend, who was always there for me and who was present at the race today even though her time was running out, I thank you all for everything you have done for me.
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Oscar, Lando and you were celebrating Oscar's victory in P1 and Lando's victory in P2. You were on your private plane since you both agreed to accompany you again to your next concert in which you would make a special announcement, an announcement that you didn't think would be possible to make again.
Lando and Oscar were playing cards and Lando kept losing until he let out an offended sigh and went back to his seat earning a few giggles from you and Oscar.
Oscar sat next to you and you rested your head on his shoulder, yawning a little before you decided to close your eyes and fall into a deep sleep, the result of not having rested well the last few days since you had been very busy these days with your tour and some extra things, one of which was what you were preparing for your next concert.
Oscar moved a little so you could settle in better and before he could even touch you, Lando took a picture of you both while he laughed a little and ran away.
Oscar got up quickly, waking you up abruptly. Then you saw Oscar chasing Lando around the plane, making you laugh until your stomach started to hurt and you started to cry from laughter.
This was a moment to treasure, as it would always be the three of you...
or well, maybe not always.
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The stage lights flickered in your face as you heard the energetic screams of your fans, some screaming with excitement and others singing the last line of the song you had just sung a few seconds ago.
The cold night wind hit your face as you smiled a little at your audience, which included Indo and Oscar, the latter being the one who seemed the most excited, although Indo wasn't far behind, singing all your songs without stopping.
You took a deep breath before sitting in the middle of the stage facing your audience.
A few seconds passed in which only the praises and shouts of the audience could be heard before you brought the microphone closer to your mouth causing a bit of silence to fall.
โ€œThis song has a meaning that...well, it's not for anything really serious but...do you think we change the meaning today?โ€
You said looking at Oscar before smiling again and starting to sing.
When they started clapping your eyes filled with tears, you wiped your tears and then looked at Oscar, who was no longer there, Lando just gave you a thumbs up sign and you nodded before turning back to the audience.
โ€œFuck, Im cryingโ€ฆThank you all very much for being here...I love you all.โ€
You stood up before blowing a kiss to your audience and turning backstage.
Your footsteps could be heard all over the backstage area as you headed to your dressing room, your steps excited as you approached the door and when you opened it you saw Oscar standing there with a little box.
โ€œI was thinking of giving it to you if I became world champion...or even if I didn't become world champion, I wanted to give it to you.โ€
Your eyes watered more as you looked at him and your hands went to your mouth while your tears began to roll down your cheeks.
He opened the little box in front of you revealing a beautiful necklace with your initial and his.
You turned around a little and he put the necklace on you, brushing his hands against your neck as he did so.
He turned you around so you were both facing each other and he bit his lip before smiling at you.
โ€œIโ€™ve tried to find the right words for a long time now, but nothing has ever seemed big enough, true enough, or brave enough. But Iโ€™m done hiding how I feel, because you deserve to know the truth. Youโ€™ve always been there for meโ€”in the quiet moments, in the chaos, when Iโ€™ve been my best and when Iโ€™ve been at my lowest. Youโ€™ve seen every side of me and never once walked away. Youโ€™ve made me laugh when I didnโ€™t think I could, listened when I had no words, and stood by me when I didnโ€™t even know I needed someone. Somewhere along the way, something changed in my heart. What started as friendshipโ€”the purest, strongest kindโ€”grew into something deeper. I fell for you. Not all at once, but gently, in the way your smile makes everything feel lighter, in the way your voice calms me, in the way just being near you feels like home. I love you. There it is. Simple. Honest. Maybe it was always there, quietly growing between us, or maybe I just finally let myself see it. I donโ€™t want to risk our friendship, because it means everything to me. But I also canโ€™t keep pretending these feelings donโ€™t exist. If you donโ€™t feel the same, I understand. And Iโ€™ll always be your friend, no matter what. But if even a small part of you feels this too, then maybeโ€ฆ maybe this could be the beginning of something even more beautiful than what we already have. Whatever happens, thank youโ€”for being you. For being mine, even before I knew I loved you.โ€
You started to sob and Oscar hugged you, you hid your face in his neck while he stroked your hair, you smiled a little and rubbed your face against his neck and then Oscar kissed your head.
โ€œand then...? you want to be my girlfriend?โ€
โ€œOf course...I love youโ€
Your lips met Oscar's and he held you close while you kissed tenderly, a kiss full of love and patience.
You smiled at Oscar while you two were still kissing you melted into a special hug, in a moment that was only yours.
This moment belonged to you, in this moment, this was only about you, and him.
itโ€™s about you, and him
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Texting bf!skz song lyrics๐ŸŽธ. texting more lyrics!๐ŸŽค
Sending bf!skz a spicy picโคโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ
Asking bf!skz for a selfie๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿป
Bf!skz sending YOU a spicy pic ๐ŸŒ
Bf!skz reacting to you wanting to go on/off the pill ๐Ÿ’Š
Bf!skz finding out they're not your bias๐Ÿคก
Valentine's Day texts๐ŸŒน
Texting bf!skz "where do you see us in 5 years?"๐ŸŒฑ
Bf!skz comforting you when you're feeling sad/upset/insecure ๐Ÿ’˜
Accidentally flustering bf!skz๐Ÿ’‹
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Relationships goals with bf!skz: home screen edition๐ŸŽฏ
Bf!skz vs getting you pads๐Ÿฉธ
Vibe check with bf!skzโšก
Showing bf!skz your straykids themed manicure๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿป
Fiance!skz x your engagement ring ๐Ÿ’
Texting bf!skz "I'm going to eat you"๐Ÿ˜‹
Texting bf!skz in your native language ๐ŸŒ
Bf!skz finds your baby pics/you find his๐Ÿ˜‡
Fiance!skz vs your wedding dress๐Ÿค
Texting bf!skz "would you still love me if I was a worm?"๐Ÿ›
Asking bf!skz to come pick you up๐Ÿš—
Bf!skz vs you crushing on another idol(ft. ateez!)๐ŸŽญ
Arguing with bf!skz ๐ŸŒง๏ธ
Buying flowers for bf!skz๐Ÿ’
Halloween couple costumes with bf!skz๐ŸŽƒ
You vs bf!skz bromances (ft.skz)๐Ÿคญ
Unsent bf!skz texts๐Ÿ’”
Needy bf!skz texts๐Ÿ‘น
Relationship goals with bf!skz: matching items edition๐Ÿ‘•
"Breaking up" with bf!skz๐Ÿ˜œ
"Sorry wrong number"prank on bf!skz๐Ÿฆ„
"Texting bf!skz "i have an ache where you should be"๐Ÿ™Š
Random (loving) shit texts with bf!skz ๐Ÿƒ
Bf!skz texts when you lose a loved one/pet/friendโ˜”
Bf!skz vs your GG bias(ft. itzy,nmixx and more!)๐Ÿ‘ 
Asking bf!skz to check if your lips taste like cherries๐Ÿ’
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๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธTo Die For - Hyunjin x reader x Felix au fic (work in progress)
0 - I love the way you're screaming my name 1 - Hi, nice to meet ya, got nothing to believe in 2 - The space between a rock and a hard place 3 - It's not living if it's not with you 4 - I found God, I found him in a martyr 5 - So you can drag me through hell if it meant I could hold your hand 6 - Call me friend but keep me closer
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Han โ™ฅ๏ธ
๐Ÿ‘ปHorror nights โš ๏ธ*content warning
๐ŸฉทFlannel
๐ŸŽ I'm not leaving you
๐ŸฌBaby are you drooling?
๐ŸฏUnconditionally
๐Ÿซ€You are my heart you know? โš ๏ธ *content warning
๐ŸŽ‹ 13
๐ŸHoney bee (dad!hanjisung)
๐Ÿฅ›Of monsters and milk (dad!hanjisung)
Leeknow ๐Ÿ’œ
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โค๏ธโ€๐ŸฉนI don't mind
โ˜˜๏ธOkonomyaki
๐ŸฐChildhood videos
๐ŸฒSoup
๐ŸฆทSweet tooth
๐Ÿ’“Bunny (dad!leeknow)
Felix ๐Ÿ’™
๐Ÿ‘Peaches and cream
๐Ÿ’ญGrey areas
๐ŸฅYou put me back together, actually
Chan ๐Ÿ’—
๐Ÿš—Anytime
๐ŸŽKiki's delivery service
๐ŸงถScooby-Doo
๐Ÿซฐ๐ŸผBig heart
๐ŸชฝUntil we are okay โš ๏ธ*content warning
Hyunjin ๐Ÿ’–
๐ŸŒบPreoccupied
๐ŸŒŠBusan
๐ŸƒJust sleep
๐ŸŒธCherry blossom
๐Ÿ”ฅFire fire
๐Ÿ’ฆMore?
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chubchubreturns ยท 10 months ago
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โ˜€๏ธโ˜€๏ธMorning fatty piggy fans ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿฅฐ
๐Ÿค”๐Ÿ’ญThereโ€™s a saying that goes like this๐Ÿ’ฌ
๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿท๐Ÿฝ A HAPPY PIGGY FEEDEE IS A โ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆ something something ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚
๐Ÿ’ƒWho can complete the quote ๐ŸŒš ???
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’You have have a special gift ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚
Anyways good morning lovelies do well to have a good day and a good weekend ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ’–
Cheers to new dawn โ˜€๏ธ๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿ’–
โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”
BTW DONโ€™T YOU GUYS THINK I LOOK SO HEAVY LIKE AN ELEPHANT ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜‡
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crimeandpunishments ยท 6 months ago
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๐Ÿ’–omg another black squid game fan๐Ÿ’–
hereโ€™s a thought๐Ÿ˜ญ
gong yoo either has no gag reflex or he trained for that even tho i think putting the gun in his mouth may have been improvised
either way๐Ÿ˜ฆ
๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒš
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no cause gong yoo looked freaky asl why are you giving your opponent โ€œfuck meโ€ eyes
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