#i'll see if i can get to one more today but will get to the rest during the week!

[rawme-price]

still thinking about marine biologist!reader. come home the kids miss you 🥹

Orca Mer!ghost and marine biologist!reader who runs a mer sanctuary???? Yeah.

Ghost was a new rescue, youve been told. He was found off the coast of a popular tourist spot, and had suffered a broken arm from a boat getting too close. As one of the few on-call staff members with medical experience, you get called in to fix him.

Its...bad. when you first see the mer, thats all you can think. Bad. His arm is limp and cradled to his chest, you only catch glimpses through the tight anxious circles he swims. On his eighth turn you spot two notches and a tag on his dorsal fin. He was one of robas, that bastard.

Protocol states that he should be sedated for the procedure. It also states that you should never even stand close to a tank with an agitated mer. Soap, one of your three permanent patients, had once told you that seeing figures looming over the surface of the water was much more threatening than someone dipping their legs in. when your feet are in water, soap always had the best speech, growing up alongside humans we can see you are human stepping into our territory. We could easily drown you. It is like...submission? I dont know the English word for it.

So, you don a wetsuit and place all the needed supplies by the edge of the pool. The second your feet breach the water surface, ghosts hand is wrapping around your ankle and yanking you into the water. He had crossed the tank in seconds, and you were about ready to accept this would be how you die.

Except, you never feel your back hit concrete, or water filling your lungs. No, ghost just drags you into the centre of the pool then...leaves you there. You tread water as he circles you slowly, silently grateful for all those days spent in prices tank. Just as you begin to think ghost is waiting for exhaustion to overtake you, he pauses his circling and stops directly in front of you. "You..." his voice is scratchy and wavering, clearly unused to english "you...water...why?"

You had been trained on how to speak with mers that had limited speech. They weren't stupid, but you couldn't ramble at them like you could soap. Slowly, you gesture to your forearm, then point at ghost "broken. I'll fix it."

Ghost makes a displeased rumble that you know means danger. "No."

You nod, no need to anger him. "I promise, ill fix it. Can I show you what I want to use? Just so you can see?"

When ghost doesnt say anything, you slowly drift towards the edge of the pool again. He watches silently, and you think youll make progress, only for him to growl when you reach over the sill. "Hey, hey." You put your hands up so he can see them "its just stuff to fix you, okay? Do...do you want to come look? You can touch and ill tell you what it does."

Water sloshes against the sill as ghosts large form swims close. The bandage looks comically small in hid hands. "Those," you explain, careful not to grab at them, "are waterproof bandages. Its to help hold your arm in place when I fix you."

Ghost nods, picks and pulls at the stretchy fabric for a bit before moving on to the next item. You spend the next hour like that, going over each item and what it does again and again. You would spend the whole day here if thats what it took for ghost to feel safe.

You seriously think this will be all the progress for today, content with it even if youd prefer ghost be fixed sooner than later. Youre so caught up in whether his arm could handle another day that you dont register the presence drifting closer to you until a large hand circles your waist.

With a yelp, you're dragged backwards to lie on ghosts chest as he floats belly-up. He just rumbles at you when you squirm, hand nearly as big as your abdomen resting over your stomach. He holds his broken arm in fron of you, "fix it."

...well, you would never say no to helping a mer. So you work with what ghost gives you. Laid back as items are passed to you. He doesnt react when you pull at the bones until they set properly. The hand on your stomach may have been playful were this gaz, but you know its nothing more than a warning. Ghost could gut you if you upset him.

Its slow work, but as the sky is beginning to shift into warm hues, ghosts arm is bandaged and properly set. He startles you against by picking you up with one hand and sitting you on the sill. The second he lets go, ghost is darting to the farthest, deepest end of the pool.

Mildly, you note that he isnt swimming tight circles anymore.

[niwaart]

Family Without Light

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I want to thank these amazing people for helping me choose a name for the twins.

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Damian and Tim carry out their little plan.

The plan was for Damian to befriend the twins, which would bring him closer to Y/N. He left school early and waited for them to arrive. Of course, the first thing he saw was his mother, Y/N.

His attention had been distracted since Y/N was out of the house. All the training Talia had given him to maintain his sobriety had gone to waste.

But his mind returned as soon as he saw her concern for the twins. He was almost burning with anger, despite all the nurturing and kissing she placed on the twins, but he had to calm down. Today's mission was to be their friend. He tried to sit with them in the cafeteria and walk with them after school, but... what he didn't expect was for the twins to hate him.

They ignored him.

No one had ever ignored him when he was nice!

Then Damian realized that becoming friends with the twins was a failure, and he didn't know why....

Well, maybe he knew why they hated him.

Because he was mean to their aunt, Y/N.

He hurt her... a lot.

So Damian gave in, seeing his dear mother once again take the twins to the car after school with a gentle smile that was supposed to be his...

As for Tim, he still insisted on meeting with Y/N. He knew Y/N could call him out on his lie by saying, "More cooperation will improve both companies," but he didn't care. He just wanted to see his mother. To have her pity him like she always did, to ask him how he was and why he looked so tired, to gently stroke his cheek...

He was in a bad mood, and all he wanted was to sleep while she told him a story. He regretted not recording her voice earlier, and now? He was going to take advantage of every kind word she said to him and record it to listen to later. Because he knows...

He knows deep down that his attempts are a failure, and that she'll never return home...

After Damien's school day ended in failure, and Tim's meeting ended in another disappointment, Y/N took the twins home from school. Upon arriving, she was surprised to find Dick outside the door, muttering. Someone might think he was crazy.

Y/N walked over to him, the twins trailing behind her. "Richard? What are you doing here?"

Dick froze. Any words he had planned to say evaporated instantly.

He was about to lose his mind when he heard the name... She didn't call him Dick, she called him Richard... Didn't she love him anymore?

Dick collapsed to his knees, startling Y/N who tried to hold him. "Are you okay?! What happened?" Y/N hugged him tightly, trying to determine if he was hurt.

Dick was speechless. How could he speak when his mother, the thing he thought would never change in his life, now... hated him?

The feeling of her embrace and her warm words made him cry like a baby. He cried on her chest, clinging to her as if she would evaporate if he left her.

Y/N gave the twins the house key and asked them to enter the house. The twins were confused and scared, so they immediately listened to their aunt's words and entered the house.

Y/N tried to get Dick up and get him to stand and let him inside, but he thought she was going to leave him, so he cried even more and held her tightly.

"No... you can't, please..."

Dick begged, sobbing, his words barely comprehending Y/N's words. So after making sure he wasn't hurt, she tried to calm him down.

"Richard, Richard, look at me."

Y/N tried to get him to lift his head, but he cried even more, muttering, "Not Richard... Not Richard..."

Y/N didn't understand what was wrong or why he was crying. "Can you stand with me? Come on, I'll take you inside. It's not good to sit on the floor like that... Come on, try to stand up..."

When Y/N said she wanted to take him inside, he didn't refuse or resist. He stood up, still holding on to her as she led him into the house. She closed the door behind her, sat him down, and sat next to him.

"Try to calm down. Take a deep breath. Come on..."

Y/N patted his back gently, trying to calm him down. Then she took the tissues from the table and began wiping his tears.

Dick began to calm down a little, leaning into Y/N's touch. He'd missed this. Living in Blüdhaven, being self-sufficient wasn't easy.

Y/N motioned for one of the twins, Mark, to bring a glass of water, while the other twin, Kevin, watched Dick angrily. He hated the Wayne family. They made their aunt cry over and over again, and no one comforted her, while she always comforted them for nothing.

Y/N comforted Dick and gave him the time he needed to calm down and collect himself. She didn't force him to talk as long as he didn't. He was holding her arm, so Y/N couldn't get up, so she left him alone.

Mark brought the glass of water and then sat silently next to Kevin. Y/N took the glass and slowly made Dick drink the water. Dick had calmed down by now, but he was still in a state of complete delirium.

Half an hour passed and Dick was asleep on Y/N's shoulder. Y/N gently moved him to lie on the couch.

Then she led the twins to the second floor and said calmly, "Go to your rooms and change, then I'll help you with your homework, okay?"

Mark nodded, but Kevin was angry, so he tugged on Y/N's hand to get her attention.

"Hm? What's wrong, Kevin?"

"Is that guy leaving soon? I don't like him. He cries like a baby," Kevin grumbled, frowning.

Y/N sighed, then picked up the twins and led them to their room. "Well... he'll be leaving soon, so don't worry about him. Just don't cause any trouble, okay?"

The twins nodded, and she placed a kiss on their cheeks and set them down to change. She went to check on Dick.

Dick was sleeping peacefully on the couch. She placed the blanket over him and stroked his hair gently.

Seeing Dick like this made her yearn for when he was a child, losing his parents at a young age. He was fragile, seeking the attention and affection he'd lost. She had no experience with children at the time, so it was difficult. So she read a lot of books, listened to Alfred's advice, and asked some parents about good parenting. She didn't like the responses of some parents, so she had to test it herself. She tried to see what he liked, what made him happy. At first, Dick thought she was trying to be his mother, which he completely rejected, and he didn't cooperate with Y/N.

He was stubborn, screaming that she wasn't his mother. Y/N tried to tell him that she wasn't trying to be his mother, but rather to give him what he was missing. To be a substitute. Because she knew what it meant for a child to be alone, without love or affection.

Y/N sighed as she remembered all the memories with children... even the bad ones...

She placed a kiss on the top of Dick's head and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner. But Kevin was watching from the top of the stairs, looking angrily and sadly, whispering:

"Is my aunt going to leave us?"

As for Damian, he was sitting in front of the school, despairing. Not because Jason was late today, but because he refused to leave. Jason was sitting on his bike in front of the school, looking at Damian, waiting for him to give up and agree to go home. He knew Damian was waiting for Y/N to show up and take him home, which she wasn't going to do.

Jason lit a cigarette and decided to wait with him. He had nothing to lose.

In the Batcave, Alfred was looking at Bruce with concern. "Master Bruce, I think it's time you took care of yourself and the kids."

Bruce barely moved from his chair as he worked on a new case. "This isn't the time for this, Alfred. And I also don't know what you're talking about."

Alfred sighed angrily and immediately turned off the screen. "I beg your pardon, Master Bruce, but enough is enough. The children are suffering on their own. They need a father, someone to lean on. You need to get out of here. Take Damian from school. Try to see Tim and talk to him. Your relationship with Jason is worse than before, so fix it. I don't want to hear any excuses. This is your family." With that, Alfred turned and went back inside, leaving Bruce watching in astonishment.

Bruce pulled back his mask as he looked at Alfred's back... confused. What did he mean by 'talking to Tim'? Wasn't Jason supposed to pick Damian up from school?

And what did Alfred mean by 'they're suffering'?

Alfred's words and his anger at him made him wonder... Was he missing something?

No, the question was, was this more important than saving Gotham? Because Damian is doing a good job as Robin, Tim is still a master tactician, and Jason still leads Crime Alley and hasn't killed anyone in a while. Dick is doing well in Blüdhaven, so why does Alfred say they need help? They're fine as long as they can save people, Bruce thought, then went back to work.

But he still wondered, was there something he didn't see in his sons?

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[camouflagedlove]

Part 4! final part!

(part 1 and 2, part 3)

The moment Eddie entered Scoops Ahoy the next day something felt different.

"Hey, sailor! I'm back!" Eddie said boldy.

This time when Steve turned to face him he didn't seem surprised. He certainly didn't seem awkward either.

"If it isn't my favorite customer! Ready to set sail on a sea of flavor with me?" Steve said charmingly, adding a wink at the end.

The confidence this time actually took Eddie by surprise. Knocked him off his balance a bit. "Um...yeah," he said, sounding unsure. He quickly composed himself though, he couldn't blow this. "Yes, I am. Been looking forward to it, actually."

Steve smirked. Eddie might be a goner. "Perfect, well I'll be your captain, I'm Steve Harrington."

Eddie leaned in, "Oh I know who you are big boy. No introduction needed."

Steve visibly blushed at the nickname. Eddie felt proud, it was nice to fluster the man, good to know he could still do it even when Steve was flirting back. He was distracted from the conversation though when Robin made a noise of disgust from behind the counter. Eddie hadn't really noticed she was there.

"I'm going on my break, dingus. Don't forget we have other customers," Robin said as she walked to the employee area.

Steve's blush stayed strong at that comment but he visibly tried to get back to their flirting. "What flavor are you looking for today? Still craving nuts?"

Eddie chuckled, a bright grin on his face. "Always. Today though I think I want to be surprised. Why don't you give me your favorite?"

"Yeah, okay. Coming right up," Steve turned and began scooping ice cream from a tub Eddie couldn't read. He finished, stuck a tiny spoon in the cup and handed it to Eddie. "Here you go. One cup of rainbow sherbet."

Eddie took it, boldly licking the top of it to try the flavor and making eye contact with the other man who blushed again. "Didn't take you for a rainbow sherbet kind of guy."

Steve shrugged shyly. "My favorite used to be butterscotch but turns out I'm more of a fruity guy than I thought."

Eddie smiled, "That's good to hear. How much do I owe you, captain?"

"It's on me today," Steve answered.

"Really?" Eddie asked with a blush rising on his cheeks.

Steve nodded. "If you want you could repay me with dinner tonight? The diner, say 7pm?"

Eddie was giddy. "Hm, almost doesn't sound like an even trade," he teased.

Steve just leaned in and whispered, "I'll make it worth your while."

Eddie blushed harder now, hiding his face behind a lock of hair as Steve backed away. "I'll be there."

After Eddie left and Robin's break was over she returned to the front. "Fine," she said with a sigh. "You get your damn tally." She added the tally to the YOU RULE column and Steve smiled.

"You can take the board away now. I think I'm done."

"I'm glad," Robin said with a smile. "Because that was incredibly painful to see and I never want to see it again."

[mytearsricochetm]

Something worth remembering pt.2

Pairing: old man!joel miller x single mom!reader

Summary: Joel almost doesn't call, until he thinks of his Sarah.

Warnings: age gap (30/61), joel's a lonely old man, fluff, first date nerves

Word count: 1.7k

Pt 1: something worth remembering

A/N: not proof read, sorry for any mistakes, english isn't my first language.

He called two days later.

He almost talked himself out of it–telling himself he was too old and broken for someone like to you, that you didn't deserve someone whose knees cracked when he bent over or with a back that hurt when it got cold– but then he thought about his daughter.

She used to try to convice him to go out and meet someone new, "c'mon dad, even uncle Tommy thinks you should get out there" she'd day. One time she even set him up an account in some old dating site– one that doesnt even exist anymore– without his knowlegde and then let him to deal with the messages he had got.

He knew she wouldn't like what she saw if she was alive today. He hadn't had a real relationship in years– hell, the only people he talked to daily were Tommy and the man who owned hardware store a few streets down. He spent his days fixing things that didn't need fixing, carving pieces on wood or playing music on his porch.

You'd be lying if you said you weren't waiting for joel's call.

Something about him drew you in.

It wasn't his attractiveness–although he was extremely handsome– but the way he carried himself despite everything. He had lost his daughter and was still standing. He went to the zoo every year on her birthday to honor her memory despite how painful it could be.

And he had been kind and respectful to you and your daughter, who had already asked you about if you'd see 'Mr. Joel' at least five times in the 48 hours that happened since the day at the zoo.

You had checked your phone more times than usual these past two days. But you still tried to keep your hopes down. You didn't want to be let down if he didn't call. After all he hadn't said 'I'll call you', just a 'thanks'.

But a little after 9 pm, your phone rang and your heart jumped.

You sat up straight, letting it ring one more time before finally picking up.

"Hello?"

There was a pause. A moment where Joel almost panics and hangs up, then finally:

"Hey... It's Joel. From the zoo."

You smiled, putting the phone on speaker as you turned off the TV so you could focus your attention on the call. "Oh. Hi, Joel. I wasn't sure you'd call."

"I know it's late. I'm sorry if i'm bothering you." He muttered. You could hear the self doubt in his voice.

"You're not." You reassured him and he could hear the smile in your voice. "I gave you my number so you would use it."

He sat back in his couch. You could hear the rustling of the fabric before he spoke again. "I just wanted to thank you. For being kind to me that day. And for letting me tag along with you and Sarah."

You paused, your heart fluttering. "You don't have to thank me. I think you walking with us made the day better." You made another pause before adding. "Sarah liked you. We both did."

He smiled, even though you couldnt see him and ran a hand through his jaw. He was trying to take courage to ask you out.

"Well... Then maybe we could go have lunch one day."

You opened your mouth about to say that you were hoping he'd ask you when he cut you off.

"Or breakfast, or dinner or do whatever it is that you wanna do. Sarah can come too." This time his words stumbled out, like he had panicked the second he finished saying lunch. He sighed. "Sorry– i haven't done this in years."

You chuckled,"I'd love to have lunch with you... Just us."

He let out a short laugh, flustered. "Does saturday work? There's this diner close to where i live. Great burgers, but we can go somewhere fancier if want."

You bit your lip, holding back a squeal. "The diner sounds great. I'll see you saturday."

Saturday arrived sooner than you expected.

You changed your outfit four times before landing on the right one. You knew you were just going to diner–it wasn't a high end restaurant–but you wanted to look pretty. You wanted him to think you looked pretty.

You left after Sarah's babysitter arrived, kissing your daughter's forehead before stepping out. She never made a big deal over you leaving–she loved her sitter– but she did make you promise that you'd bring her along next time you saw 'Mr. Joel'.

Joel got to the dinner twenty minutes early.

He had put on his best jeans and shirt. He trimmed his beard and combed his hair.

He never thought he'd tried to impress a woman again. Not at his age. Who's even going to want some old man like me?'

His heart jumped everytime the door opened and someone walked in. He looked up and hoped it was you. He cursed at himself for getting there too early because now he couldn't anything but wait.

He thought he'd wait for at least ten more minutes. But the next time the bell above the door door rang and he looked up–there you were.

The day he met you he realised you were beautiful, but he was so wrapped up in his thoughts and grief to really appreciate it. But now, as he watched you walk in, he felt his heart flutter in his chest.

He stood up to greet you, his ears turning red when you got on your tiptoes and greeted him with a small kiss on his cheek as you mumbled, "hi".

"Hey." He cleared his throat. "You look beautiful."

"Thanks." You said. "You look quite handsome too."

After that inicial awkwardness, chatter fell between you two effortlessly. You talked over burgers, fries, and a shared slice of apple pie.

Joel didn't say much at first, he just looked at you and listened to you talk. You told him about your job, what you did on the weekends, your cat. And about Sarah begging you to take her to ice skating lessons after she saw a movie about it.

He talked about his old contracting job, how he fixes things out of habit now rather than because they were broken, the porch where he sits to play guitar, and his love for coffee. Then he told you a little more about his Sarah with a tenderness that made your heart ache. And he made you burst out laughing when he told you the dating site anecdote and how horrified he had been at some of the messages.

When the checked arrived Joel picked it up and paid without letting you look at it.

He walked you to your car, your hands brushing like you both wanted to reach for the other but didn't dare to.

"I got you something." He said once you reached your car, putting his hand in the pocket of his jacket.

You raised your eyebrows, a surprised and curious look on your face. He handed you a bundle wrapped in cloth tied with a slightly crooked bow.

You opened it carefully. Inside was a carved wooden cat, it's mouth slightly open like he was caught mid-meow.

You stared at him, stunned. You never mentioned liking cats until earlier today.

He chuckled at your surprised expression and answered like he had read yours thoughts. "I heard one meowing while we were on the phone." He paused. "I started carving it when you hung up. Didn't wanna show up empty-handed."

You didn't say anything for a few seconds, too busy staring and running your hands over the tiny details.

"I can't believe you made this..." You looked up, reaching out for his hand and giving it a squeeze before letting go. "Thanks. I love it."

He handed you a second bundle and you knitted your eyebrows in confussion. "This one for Sarah. It's an otter."

This man just kept surprising you.

You were used to having guys look at your daughter like she was a burden, something they had to deal with. Joel had managed to connect a with her from the moment he met her. And now not only brought a gift for you, but one for her as well.

"You should be the one to give it to her." You handed him the wrapped bundle. "She's home waiting for me."

Joel opened his mouth like he didn't know what to say. "I-I don't want to intrude."

You shook your head. "I wouldn't be telling you if i didn't want you to come."

When you got home, Sarah was on the living room floor playing with her dolls, narrating some weird story out loud.

When she noticed you, she ran towards you and briefly hugged your legs before turning to Joel.

"Mr. Joel! You came!" She beamed.

"Yeah, I came to bring you something." He said as he crouched down so he could be at her eye level.

"Like a present?"

Joel nodded and reached inside his pocket, pulling out the wrapped bundle and placed it on Sarah's hand. She gasped, quickly opening it. Inside was an otter laying on it's back, holding a shell to it's chest.

"It's an otter! Like the ones at the zoo."

Joel chuckled and nodded his head. Before he could react Sarah was tugging his hand and making him stand up so he'd follow her to where her dolls were.

"My dolls needed a pet. They told me they were getting lonely." She said with a slight pout before sitting down in and grabbed her dolls again.

"Sarah." You called out. "What do we say?"

She looked at you, then at Joel and said, "thank you, Mr. Joel."

"You're welcome, kid."

He stayed for a while after that. You two drank some tea while you watched Sarah play.

Once the sun started coming down and the air turned cooler, he stood up and said, "I should go."

You told Sarah he was leaving and she gave him a quick hug before you walked him to the door. You leaned against the frame. "I had a great time today."

"Me too." He took a step closer to you, "see you soon?"

You hummed in agreement and his gaze lingered on you for a moment, like he was unsure if he should do something or not. Finally, he leaned down and this time it was him who kissed your cheek, his lips lingering just a second.

"I'll call you."

You watched him turn around and walk to his truck with a giddy smile on your face as you mumbled to yourself, "bye, joel."

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[bonzirella]

wip - moonstruck

nagi x reader, maybe reo x reader, somno, ass slapping, wat else do i write.. uh filming, maybe dubcon, my writing is ass

the bed softly creaks under you as you crawl in. nagi's already asleep, thankfully. you've been dating the lazy soccer player for a few months now, and you're one of the few people that can tolerate his attitude. and on any normal day, you'd slot yourself in between his arms and nuzzle into him before falling asleep, but not today. you were needy. you've been untouched since the two of you got together. it's not that you didn't wanna have sex with nagi... it was just.. difficult for you to ask him. what were you supposed to do, smile and say, "hey nagi! i've been thinking about your cock stuffed in me as you cum inside...for weeks now because i accidentally saw you naked when you were showering!!" ?? he'd probably break up with you.... no, not really. he'd fuck you, actually. but it's just so embarrassing to say! so you've resorted to this. taking advantage of your sleeping boyfriend's body, which is arguably worse than asking him for sex, but you pray it'll all go well.

with shaky hands, you pull down his sweatpants and boxers, making sure to do it painfully slow so he won't wake up. you gulp, and just in case if he were really, really mad at you, you decided to put on some really pretty, skimpy lingerie that you think he'd like.... hopefully it'd get him to fuck you harder though.

your mouth waters as you see his pretty cock. and for a moment, you have second thoughts.. he's huge. but you've made it this far! no chickening out. you bite your lip softly as you stare at him like a creep. your hole twitches against his thigh and you have to suppress a moan because it would be downright pathetic if you came just from the sight of his length. you gulp and grab onto the headboard as you line yourself up with him. then slowly, you sink down, a soft moan escaping your lips despite your efforts. you freeze, going completely still as you look down at nagi's face, praying to every celestial deity that he won't wake up. he shifts a little, but goes back to sleep. you relax. sink down more and more, inch by inch, totally lost in pleasure. his cock stretches you out so much that it stings but feels so, so good! when it feels unbearable, you look to see how far down you've gotten and... it's only halfway?! maybe this was a bad idea... when you go lower, you nearly moan again because a prominent vein on his pretty cock is now rubbing at that sweet spot inside you. your jaw drops open and your eyes roll back, your grip on the headboard iron tight. each inch you take makes the vein more and more prominent, making it press more and more against that spongey spot. when you reach the base of his cock, you sit down to relax, already out of breath, eyes glassy and drool leaking from the corner of your mouth. your hole throbs against him, squeezing him every time you remember that he's there.

you're just getting relaxed when all of a sudden, a large hand grabs your ass and nagi's eyes slowly open. you blink. your face turns beet red, but your hole clenches around him. "shit! i'm so sorry! i—uh.. i-it's not what it looks like!! u-um—m'sorry i-i'll get off—" his hand spanks your ass and you let out a pathetic moan, legs spreading further on his lap and your face gets even redder. you look down at nagi's face and your hole squeezes.. once more. he's got this lazy little smirk on his lips, hand rubbing up and down your ass, "so dirty.. how bothersome.. y've got me all hard now, pretty." the nickname makes you clench around him for the umpteenth time. he snickers, and you can tell he's laughing at how wet you're getting. "s'needy. wan' sei t'take care of it?" and you've never agreed to something so quickly in your entire life. "beg for it then, angel. i know y'can. saw the slutty way you got onto m'cock."

you pause, "wait.. y-y'knew??" and he laughs, sleepy and sexy as he gropes your soft ass, spanking it a second time and causing a wave of heat to flutter through your stomach. "'course i did. how'd y'think i was hard enough for you, hm? knew what you were doin' the minute i felt m'sweatpants come off. an' in this pretty lingerie too? y'r dirtier than i thought." all this talk from him, in that low and sleepy voice of his, is making you so incredibly needy. thick globs of slick drip from your hole and to where the two of you are connected. "c'mon, baby, beg."

you can barely think straight, doing tiny little bounces on his cock while moaning, "nn! sei please..! been.. been so pent up, s-saw you in the shower a few weeks ago 'n.. y'r cock too!! it was so—so big! and i haven't been able t'stop—hnngh!—thinkin' about it at all! s'not fair.. all i wan' is.. is to cum 'round it please, please please!" seishiro pauses, blinking, "y'saw me showerin'? y'r more dirty than i thought.." he mumbles, a hand tracing the lingerie you're wearing. his hand travels down to your sex, making soft circles around it and you moan, squeezing him so tight. he groans, "shit.. if i knew you woulda.. woulda been like this..—fuck.. would've fucked you the first time we shared a bed—" and you nod eagerly, still bouncing shallowly on his lap. "nn! wan'—wan' you s'bad!! please.. please.. haven't.. been able t'use my own fingers either! jus'... jus' don't work anymore.. please jus' fuck me—"

you can't finish your garbled thoughts because sei is already flipping you over, onto your back as he presses your legs to your chest. you squeal out his name, hands flying to his back as he begins to roughly thrust into you, murmuring curses the entire time. "fuck, pretty. you don't know what y'do to me. walkin' around like that, still bein' so cute while sitting on my cock. wanna ruin you s'bad. gonna make you mine, 'kay? fill you up w'my cum so it's drippin' outta you for days." his cock is hitting each and every spot inside of you and you squeal, dragging your nails along his back, eyes rolling back. "there we go. so pretty. so pretty f'me, aren't you? pliant and stupid on this cock 'n i've barely touched you." he laughs. "maybe i shld send this t'reo. bet he'd get all hard 'n jealous of how ruined y'look right now." something about sending this to reo has your pussy clenching hard around him. it shocks him too, but a smirk takes place of that shock, "nn, that so, baby? you wan' me to?" and he's already pulling out his phone, hitting record, and grabbing your hair with one lazy hand as he speaks, "look a'her, reo. stupid lil slut's getting all horny off of you watchin' this." and the coil inside you snaps and you cum on camera, head tilted back, body shaking and arching as you moan nagi's name. he groans, watching you through the camera as he cums too with a low groan, "ah.. fuck. y'basically made her cum, reo." he ends the recording and before your logical mind can say no, he's pressed the send button.

reo wakes up the next morning to a very nice surprise. you're on nagi's phone when you see a picture of his hard cock, just as big as nagi's, and the words, "if you ever wanna share, i'm down."

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Love Letters & Prank Calls

Joe Burrow x Black Reader/OC

Des: During Venus’ Media Tour for ‘Tell Me You Love Me’ she stops by Elle and they have her play a little game.

TW | 18+ : Language, Pranks (duh), Use of Looney Tunes characters as insults, suggestive messages, crack treated seriously, comedic relief besties, green flags and major crashouts.

WC: 2,890

More: #Track9 Masterlist | J. Burrow Masterlist

Walking into the ELLE Magazine building, the air shifted from a muggy NYC morning to a fresh, lilac scent as you and your assistant were escorted to the elevator.

"So we're going to get you into hair and makeup first, not that you really need any." Emma, ELLE's project manager, smiles as she runs through today's visit.

"I'm on day 6 of this twist out, all it needs is some water and mousse. And y'all are more than welcome to doll me up, I love getting my makeup done."

Emma lights up and sends a message on her phone. "I'll let them know upstairs. We're very excited to have you here."

You smile softly, "I really appreciate that. Thank you for having us."

"Zelma," Emma looks to your raven-haired assistant. "Thank you as well for sending us Ms. Venus' measurements and preferences."

Zelma nods bashfully, pushing some of her leave-out behind her ear.

"And please just call me Y/n, I love my alter ego, but it's a little too early for that diva." You chuckle as the elevator reaches the 12th floor.

Emma nods respectfully, then leads you out of the elevator and into a makeup chair. You glance briefly at a wall clock, 8:07. Entirely too early for your liking, but the shoot must go on.

Once the ELLE team introduces themselves and gets started on making you look more alive, time seems to move much faster- or maybe you fell asleep. Either way, they worked smoothly, and the finished product was beautiful. The base was lightweight and had a natural finish, complementing your everyday dark liner and pink glossy look, while the eyes took center stage with a bold purple winged shadow and glitter on the lid.

"Oh, I look hot, you guys are going to have to teach me how to recreate this. I probably wouldn't do it justice though." They chuckled as you shamelessly posed in the mirror.

"We freelance too, just so you know. We have no problem hitching a flight to the Midwest for you." One of the artists, a dark-skinned woman named Sheila, winked.

You meet her smirk with your own. "I like you. I'll have Zelma collect your information. I am still looking for a team to take on tour with me."

Both Sheila's and her partner's eyes sparkle at the idea. The latter, Paula, spoke up first. "We'd be honored to tour with you. Send us the details, and we'll work it out perfectly."

"I leave you for an hour and you're already stealing my artists." Emma grins, her heels softly clacking on the marble floor as she enters the room like a boss with her iPad of plans.

"You have very good people here, sharing is caring, you know." You tease as a wardrobe follows behind her.

"Indeed, it is. Let's see how many of these you'll steal."

The answer: all of it.

The rack immediately spoke to you. Vabriant jumpsuits range from rosy pink to fuchsia and deep purple, paired with platform rhinestoned heels to match, and the jewelry they brought in... You needed it all. This was no longer a photoshoot; you were shopping now.

You tried on every pair of heels, posed in your favorite pieces, and found yourself having way more fun than you imagined during this shoot.

Soon, the photographer was replaced with a videographer, your makeup was touched up, and you put your glasses back on for the next segment.

"Alright, 'Phoning It In', our version of prank calling. We'll read you a challenge; you can say no if it makes you uncomfortable. We do not want to create any problems for future collaborations. You'll be able to use your phone, but you have to tell us who you are going to call for each one." Madaleine, the producer, says as they change around some parts of the set.

"Sounds fun, you guys are professionals, so I trust you." You agree to the terms. "I do have to warn you, my friends have potty mouths. Prepare to censor out a lot of language. I also apologize if I slip up."

"No worries, it happens all the time. We want you to act as naturally as possible on the phone. We will censor anything you need us to." She reassures.

"Fantastic, let's get rolling then!"

“Hi, I’m Venus and I’m here at ELLE to play a game called Phoning It In. I have a list of challenges that will be putting my very novice acting skills to the test as I prank some of my closest friends.”

“Have you done anything like this before?” An off screen producer asks.

“Was I the one who started prank-calling people at parties? No, but do I know how to star 67 numbers…” She smirks, looking away from the camera.

“That wasn’t the question. Anyway! I think this is going to be fun. I love any excuse to go full theatre kid, so I have a good feeling about this. I will say, I am usually the friend who has their phone on DND, so hopefully they don’t immediately clock me.”

“Oooo okay… I’m gonna text Leon Thomas, he’s the main producer on the album, so he’ll definitely have the best worse reaction.” She chuckles, opening her phone and calling him on speaker.

“Hey V, what’s going on?” Leon cheerily picks up after two rings.

Venus takes a deep breath and tries to get into her acting bag. “Oh my god, you will not believe what happened.” She fake sobs.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, what’s wrong? What happened?” Leon’s tone shifts instantly.

Her voice hitches. “My PR found unreleased tracks on SoundCloud… Only you had access to the final cut of the album… D-Did you leak the record?” 

The line goes silent for a few seconds. “Ain’t not god*mn way. I ain’t leak sh*t V. Are you serious? What the f*ck man?” 

“It’s almost all out there- I’m looking at it right now…” She covers her mouth to keep her giggles in check while she hears freakishly fast typing on the other side.

“Hell nah, I’ll fire this dumb*ss intern today if the shit- V I don’t see shit on here. What’d they leak it under?”

“You didn’t? Oh, okay.” She drops the act. “Because if you did, we’d have a major problem considering this was a prank.”

“What?! Aw hell, V, you got me hot, that’s not right.” Leon groans in relief.

“I’m sorry, bro. I’m doing a bit for Elle, they asked me to cry and ask if you leaked the album.” She chuckles.

“Aight, you better not do that shit again or Imma really leak some shit. Remember T****?”

Her eyes widen. “Woah woah, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. I promise not to prank call you anymore. Love you, byeee.”

He laughs harder. “Deuces.” 

“Lord, could y'all bleep out the last thing he said?” She chuckles nervously.

“Is T**** something from the vault?”

“Oh girl, deep in the vault and should never see the light of day. If y'all ever hear that one, I’m not gonna be the one singing it.” She snorts, shaking her head.

“Alright, what’s next?”

“Oh I know the perfect person for this. I’m calling my best friend, we came up with the title together while lying on my living room floor.” She smiles, calling her up.

“Well, look who’s finally calling me back. I was about to subtweet you, b*tch.” Mars’ voice comes through colorfully, laced with a joking tone.

“Oh I’m sorry, a b*tch’s been working all day. I have an album to promote, remember?”

“Yeah yeah yeah. Heard it all before…”

“So you know it’s true. Speaking of the album, I was thinking about changing the name of it.” She smirks to the camera.

“Ummm it’s coming out in like a week. Isn’t it a little too late for that?”  Mars asks, perfectly skeptical.

“Nah, but hear me out, though.”

“I’m listening, as always.” She says somewhat thoughtfully.

“The Events Leading to Track 9.” Venus says straight-faced. “So…? What we think- oh my god she’s FaceTiming me.” 

After answering the FaceTime, Mars goes off. “Y/n. Y/n Y/m Y/n.”

“Damn, just put my full name out there, why don’t you?” She playfully rolls her eyes.

“Girl, shut up. That’s either the best PR trick you could do or the f*cking worst. Don’t you dare change the name of that album.” Mars glares at her.

“But why not? It’s technically true.”

“It’s not though, it’s dumb. It should be ‘The Events After Track 9’.” Mars smirks, they both start laughing.

“Not you trying to help this ridiculous idea.”

“B*tch if I remember correctly, the whole track 9 dilemma was the ridiculous idea.” She points out, rightfully so.

“You went along with you- in fact you encouraged it.”

“Well that’s what happens when an evil spirit has influenced you.” 

Venus scoffs, not hurt but a tad annoyed. “B*tch, f*ck you. This was a prank, by the way, and that was foul. Take it back.”

“Can’t it’s already in the world. Since when do you prank call people? You hate calling people in general.”

V nods to the Elle camera. “That’s very true. I hate being on the phone. I’d rather burn my processor up with FaceTime. Anyway, I’m with Elle. Say hi.” She turns her phone towards the camera.

“Oh, heyyy! Wait, y'all didn’t make her sing? I swear to God, this girl lives for song association; she just starts belting out the first thing that comes to mind. Watch V.” 

She chuckles, facing the camera again. “Hit me.”

“No, tell me Lose My Breath didn’t just start playing in your head?”

“It did…” She throws her head back in giggles. “The second I said it, the drums came in.”

“Wanna sing some of it?” A producer asks.

“Yesssss make her sing!” Mars encourages.

Venus shrugs, looking around like she’s thinking. “I don’t know… it might be in- 

‘Can you keep up, baby boy. Make me lose my breath…”

“Y'all think you’re slick. I wonder who I should call.” She snorts, throwing the card. 

“We have no idea what you could be talking about.” Everyone in the background laughs.

“So who’re you gonna call?”

Venus sighs dramatically, then picks up her phone. “I’m calling my boyfriend, get ready to censor some of this out.” She smirks as the phone rings.

The producer hands her the lyrics to her song, which she accepts gratefully while the dial tone plays.

“If this man doesn’t pick up-

“Baby hold on, gotta get rid of the strays.” Joe’s calm, deep voice comes through the speaker.

“Oh no, here we go again…” She sighs, taking the opportunity to start the prank realistically.

“I know, I know. Alright, I’m in the car. How’re ya doing, pretty girl?” 

“I don’t know, still fighting over what I said? I’m sorry.” 

He sighs remembering the brief argument they had before she left. “Baby, Y/n, we don’t have to talk about this over the phone.”

“I’m sorry.” She mutters against the speaker, then winks to the camera.

“You have nothing to be sorry about; we both make mistakes and get upset sometimes,” Joe says softly, his voice full of understanding. 

Venus frowns, mouthing, ‘he’s too good for this.’

“I’m bad at love, I’m not good at this.” She continues.

“Y/n stop,” He sighs, “I don’t want this to bring you down, you know how I feel about your bouts of self-deprecation. Especially when I’m not there to hold you and make it all better.”

“But I can’t say that I’m innocent.” She adds a scoff-like laugh. “Not hardly, but I’m sorry.”

“Babe, what is this about? Are you okay? Do you need me to come to New York, cause I’ll jump on a flight right now.”

*Everyone behind the camera coos in awe. Venus throws her head back kicking her feet, everyone in the room can tell this is killing her. But she’s committed.

She takes a deep breath, both in necessity and for drama. “All my friends they know and it’s true..” She sniffles. “I don’t know who I am without you.”

“Impossible, you might be the love of my life but that’s not all you are. You’re an incredible songwriter, a beautiful kind person and the best singer I have ever heard. Without me, you’ll always be a star, I’m here to make sure you shine brighter.” Joe’s voice is full of love and warmth that ultimately makes her crack.

“Oh my god, baby. I can’t do this.” Y/n shakes her head and switches to a video call.

“You gonna tell me what’s wrong now, beautiful?” Joe fills the frame with a soft but concerned smile. His hair slicked back with sweat and only the top of his white tank top can be seen, his lightly tanned skin flushed since he just finished working out.

“Yes, babe I’m so sorry I put you through that. It was a prank. I’m here with ELLE, say hi.” She explains turning her phone so he can see the camera crew.

“Hi everyone.” Joe sighs of relief, a small chuckle following. “Jesus, babe. I thought you were about to break up with me or worse. I’m glad you’re okay, even though you scared the shit out of me.”

She laughs guiltily. “I know, I’ll make it up to you when I get back, promise.”

“I’ll be looking forward to that.” He does the oddly attractive eyebrow thing.

“Oh my god, bye babe. And don’t tell Ja’Marr yet, I might have to prank him next.” 

“Got it, you know your acting has gotten way better than you think.”

“I’ll absolutely take that compliment. Bye handsome, I love you.” He responds softly then she ends the call. “That was f*cking brutal. What’s next?”

“Since you already have someone in mind…

“Oh f*ck, the second that leaves my mouth he’s going to call Joe. Yall are about to trigger this man. No one here is prepared for an Uno crashout. Brace yourselves.” Venus giggles as the phone rings.

“Yo V, what’s up? Miss me yet?” Ja’Marr’s cocky and annoying ‘little brother’ tone comes through the phone easily.

She rolls her eyes. “No bighead, I need some advice. Like real advice, no bullsh*t.”

“Real advice? Why me though? What about Joe?”

“Well, its not exactly news he’d like to hear.” She says unsettlingly.

“Oh lord, hit me.”

“So my agent called and told me ABC is considering me as the next Bachelorette. What do you think I should-

“HELL NAH! UNLESS SHIESTY IS JOINING YOU BETTER TELL THEM FOOLS NO.”

Y/n holds back her laugh trying to maintain her composure. “This could be a big opportunity for me. My audience could grow, think about the publicity.”

“THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE WORRIED ABOUT? DIDN’T YOUR LAST ALBUM GO PLATINUM?”

“Jay, that’s not the point.”

“THE HELL IT IS. I'M CALLING JOE- ACTUALLY HE JUST PULLED UP, STAY ON THE DAMN LINE.” They can audibly hear the door slam as Ja’Marr leaves his house to go next door. Y/n mutes the call to let out the giggles she couldn’t hold in for much longer.

“I predicted this! He lives next door to us by the way.” Then they all hear it.

“BURROW, YOU NEED TO HEAR THIS SHIT! YOUR GIRL WANTS TO GO ON THE F*CKING BACHELORETTE! I think- NOPE I know she’s lost her mind. I don’t know what the hell you were fighting about before she left, but you need to fix this shit. HERE.” The phone is shoved into the quarterback’s chest. Joe smirks and holds it up to his ear.

“Hey baby, the bachelorette huh?”

Y/n unmutes the phone, chuckling. “It’s a good one right?”

“Oh yeah, Uno’s lost his sh*t. Told you acting might be your next mission.”

Ja’Marr scoffs, his voice softer, but no less enraged due to the distance from the phone. “Acting? On REALITY TV? That's the dumbest f*cking sh*t, I’ve ever f*cking heard! Wait, why the h*ll are you smiling for? I swear if y'all pulling that break up shit on me again…

“JA’MARR, call the hell down. It’s a prank, daffy.”

Joe bursts out laughing while Ja’Marr snatches the phone back. “F*ck you, you’re the d*mn Looney Toon. That shit wasn’t funny. You and your damn boyfriend deserve to go to h*ll for that.”

“It wasn’t that bad.” Joe says out of breath from his laughter.

“You nasty ass bunnies deserve each other. Get the fuck off my lawn Burrow.”

“It’s mine too, asshole!”

“Okay that’s enough, they will bicker for hours.” Y/n snorts ending the call. “I hope yall are entertained.” 

‘It was everything and more.’ The producer chuckles.

Venus shakes her head as they give her the cue to do the outro.

“Thank you guys for watching, I hope you enjoyed. And make sure to check out my new album ‘Tell Me You Love Me'. Bye…”

“AND CUT!”

‘Do you mind telling us what this mystery argument was about?” Someone asks.

Venus just smirks. “I refused to give him a back rub the night before I left. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, ya’know?”

A/N: Send me some love if you enjoyed this not so mini/bonus chapter. More bonus content will be found at the bottom of #Track9’s official masterlist (which is linked up top). 🩷

[nineteenninety-six]

Teenage Dilemma

Pairings: Michael Robinavitch x Daughter!Reader

TW: Teen pregnancy, abortion, etc

AN: I apologize for the infrequent posting but this job absolutely kills me lol. I only get every other weekend off and rarely 2 days in a row but I've only got like 2 months left.

Anway, bare in mind the warnings just in case.

You collapsed in the middle of gym class, fainting in the middle of a netball game. You woke up minutes later, insisting you were fine but the school's policy meant they had to call the paramedics and send you to the closest hospital, which of course was, PTMC.

Langdon and Mel were the first faces you saw when the paramedics pushed you into the ED, rushing up to your side before recognition dawned on their faces.

"Holy crap kid," Langdon questions you as you're pushed into a room and moved over to the hospital bed,"What the hell happened?"

"Nothing," You roll your eyes, finding everything to be too much, "Fainted during gym class. I'm fine but they send me here anyway."

"They have to," Mel chimes in, "Does your dad know yet?"

You shrug, "They called him but I know what's like here for him, he doesn't have time to answer his phone."

"Okay, I'll get started on some tests while Mel will find Robby," Langdon informs you, not wasting a moment as he calls over a nurse while Mel leaves the room to go find your dad.

"Do you have any hint as to why you fainted today?" Langdon asks as he draws blood for a blood test, "Have you ever fainted before today?"

You shake your head, "No. I mean I felt a bit off today but I've had days like this before and nothing happened. I only began to feel light headed during gym class."

"And you've been fine otherwise?" Langdon asks as he finishes off.

You shake your head once more, "Nothing. I'm sure that it was just a one off."

Langdon sighs, "Okay, I'll go put a rush on this. Hopefully we can get an answer soon."

Langdon opens the door to leave but your father comes barreling in before he could leave. Your dad doesn't even spare the other doctor a look as he rushes to your bedside.

"Oh kid…" Your dad lets out a relieved sigh as he takes your hand in his, "You're okay…you're okay."

"We took some tests, gonna put a rush on them." Langdon informs your dad, "She has no concussion and told me she has no idea what could have caused the fainting spell."

"Thanks Frank," Your dad thanks the other doctor, watching him leave before he turns his attention back to you.

"What happened, Button?" Your dad asks, giving your hand a soft squeeze.

You shrug, "Not sure. I felt a bit lightheaded during gym and then passed out."

Your dad slowly nods, he hadn't seen anything from you that sent alarm bells ringing in his head.

"It's probably nothing…did you eat breakfast this morning?"

You roll your eyes but your lips tug with a smile at his question, "Yes dad, just like I do everyday."

"Just making sure I covered every base"

There was a soft knock on the door before Langdon hesitantly stepped through, looking almost scared as he made his way over to you and your father.

"Everything okay Frank?" Your dad asks.

"We-uh, got the blood test results back." Langdon holds up the file with the results on.

Your dad's whole mood and expression changes at Langdon's words, interpreting the doctor's scared expression as bad news.

"What's wrong?"

Langdon ignores your fathers question and focuses on you,"I have to ask this, but when was your last period?"

"Umm, a couple of months ago. I've never had a regular period, I skip months at a time. W-Why are you asking me this?" You answer, nervously twisting the blanket on your lap.

"Your blood test shows that you're pregnant. We'll need to perform an ultrasound to see how far along the pregnancy is." Langdon reveals before he backs out of the room, "I'll give you guys some privacy."

"Jesus" Your dad groans, his head falling into his hand, "What the hell kid."

You were speechless, never in your life did you think you would end up in this situation. You were always careful and cautious with your ex-boyfriend when it came to protection but nothing is one-hundred percent effective. 

You want to cry. Never in your life did you think anything like this would happen to you. You were warned your whole life about the dangers of teen pregnancy, you were given a thorough talk every year ever since you hit puberty but despite that, here you were, seventeen and pregnant. You didn't want this, you wanted to go to college and achieve your dream and if you had this baby, you'd have to drop out of school and delay your dreams indefinitely.

"I thought you broke up with Declan," Your dad suddenly looked ten years older as he turned to you, "What do you want to do?"

"I did, but only two weeks ago but you're not going to tell me off? Give me a talking to?" You asked, surprised.

Your dad shrugs, "Do you want me to? You're a smart kid, Button. I'm not mad, or even disappointed, just…surprised but I will support you, no matter what."

"I'll have to tell Declan, he needs to know right?"

"Sure," Your dad nods, "But at the end of the day, it's your choice. You need to remember that."

"I want an abortion." You respond without pause, "I don't want to go through with this."

"You don't want to think about it? This is a massive decision, kid." 

"I know I was stupid to get pregnant but I want to finish high school, go to college, start a career and I can't do that with a baby."

Your dad nods after a long pause, "Okay…I'm glad you said that. You know I'd support you no matter what but having a child is a big thing, huge."

"I'm too young. I'm not ready."

"You call and tell Declan and I'll get Frank to do the ultrasound."

Before your dad could walk away, you grab his arm and pull him into a tight hug, squeezing your arms around him as you tear up.

"Thank you dad," You whisper into his ear, grateful for everything.

"Of course Button," Your dad presses a kiss to your head, "I love you."

"I love you too."

With one last kiss on your head, your dad leaves the room, leaving you to make the dreaded phone call to your ex-boyfriend. 

[transfemstalin]

I'm sorry to burden you with this, but I just wanted to get it off my chest. Feel free to delete this if you want. And I promise this isn't ragebait or here to make you mad, but I know I can't convince you just by saying this.

I'm an ex-communist. That's it. It's strange and surreal, seeing people that could have been old friends believing in something I've reasoned out of and left behind long ago. I haven't been a communist for 2 years. Less than it feels, but also more than it feels.

I don't claim to be omniscient. Maybe socialism is the way. Maybe it isn't. But I'm not wasting my mental energy and breath trying to change the world when nothing ultimately matters at the end of existence. Who will care if we lived in a utopia or horrid dystopia at the end of mankind? I know it makes me a monster, I guess, but I simply don't care to try.

Maybe it is easier to imagine the end of existence than it is the end of capitalism. I will happily eat the fruits of capitalism, suckle the tit of a system I know is not perfect. But, of course, that milk, like all milk, is derived from blood. Impoverished overseas workers, innocents killed in wars. Older me would have cared, now, I really do not, despite being fully aware that the very liquid nourishing me, metaphorically, is human blood. I simply don't care. It's extremely callous and selfish of me, and I know that, but I suppose it's an extension of my... fatalistic outlook, I guess. We all die anyway. I know that makes me a monster to think, and I don't want to be. But... I don't know. I know I don't need or deserve your pity, so please don't pity me. I am part of the problem.

Maybe that makes us vampires, those of us who subscribe to neoliberalism (or at least go with the flow of it, like a dead fish. I don't believe in anything, really. It's all useless at the end of the day anyway. Silly to think of hope, of how this school of thought is PERFECT and will make a UTOPIA FOREVER! Even if there were one perfect ideology, it means NOTHING in the face of the inevitable decay and end of everything. Everything built crumbles and everything alive dies. I guess I'm disillusioned with everything and can't understand the hope in people's eyes.)

I honestly don't know what I'm trying to say here. I guess it's just word vomit, and I do sincerely apologize if I made your day worse. I probably did. I'm very sorry. I know it was cruel of me to pick some random innocent to unload all my horrible issues onto, you're not my therapist and I don't expect you to be. It's just... I dunno. Maybe seeing you reminded me of my younger self.

You're not me, and you have no idea who I am. So it's a bit foolish. But still, it's like I'm talking to myself, in a way, my younger, more hopeful self. If that makes sense. Even though you're not me. Anyway, I'm really sorry for this. Please, do something nice for yourself today to counterbalance having to read this.

I don't appreciate the tone you're taking with me here, I'll be honest. You're entirely right that not only do I not know you, but you don't know me, nor do you know anything about my life. You were apologizing to nobody as you wrote this, and if you were truly sorry you would have decided against hitting send on this ask. I think you should consider that before sending something like this to someone else, since I know that's what you did with your ask about defeatism. quit apologizing and own up to what you mean.

however, I will still entertain this, and raise two points:

firstly, marxist leninists do not want utopia. we want a better world, and realistically speaking, that world will still have flaws. every marxist worth their salt knows that and can accept it. we do not want a happy gumdrop rainbow land, we want workers to own the means of production, a state run by the proleteriat to oppress the bourgeoise, and an eventual abolition of class. with that suppression and subsequent abolition of the bourgeoise comes other benefits, such as better healthcare, anti imperialist efforts, better standards of living, etc, because that is what happens when a state takes on a socialist character and focused on what people need rather than what makes the most money and cements a spot as a world power

and second, crucial to what you seemed to be getting at, that you need to internalize: death and change are unavoidable parts of life. everyone needs to come to terms with that sooner or later. if you spend your whole life moping about it you won't be able to enjoy your time here.

I'll use an allegory. scientists don't waste time debating over materialism or idealism. scientists are materialists because you cannot study the world with idealism. and you've said it yourself, you can't get anything done like this. nihilism is similar in this regard. if nothing matters because we're all going to die, you're right, what's the point? why do anything at all if in a billion years we won't even be here for it?

why eat today if you'll die in 70 years? why get up out of bed and do something if you know you'll just need to sleep eventually once more? why wear glasses if you know your eyesight will continue to get worse either way? why love if you know it will end in heartbreak? because you do not live in the future, you live in the present day. and it feels good to have nice things while they last.

it makes no sense to discard an ideology that has lifted millions out of poverty and exploitation, has beaten back imperialists, has defeated fascism, has advanced medicine, and science, has got us into space, simply because in a couple billion years the sun will swallow up the earth. you won't even be around for that! but you know what you are around for? the present day. and socialism is there in the present day as well, and will be for as long as there is exploitation.

so, in short, I implore you to try again, this time not expecting utopia with an answer to all your problems, but a better world, with an answer to most of them. and maybe work a bit on your death anxiety so you can actually do something the next time you have a go at marx

[transhuman-priestess]

So i'm realizing now that I may have given you the false impression that the AN/FSQ-7 was good. I assure you, it wasn't.

The AN/FSQ-7 Combat Direction Central, usually just shorted to "Q-7," was a massive step forward in computing. It was built for the Strategic Air Command, the nuclear warfighting wing of the United States Air Force, in the mid 1950s. It was the first modern, networked computer. It communicated with radar stations, ground-based anti-air missiles, and fighter-interceptor wings to coordinate a response to invading Soviet bombers in real time. This system was, collectively, refered to as the Semi-Automatic Ground Environment, or SAGE.

Each machine was enormous, weighing some 250 tons. Each had 60,000 vacuum tubes, and used 3 megawatts of power. Every SAGE "direction center" had two Q-7s, and there were 12 direction centers, for a total of 24 computers. As a fun bit of trivia, this means that the air defense network of the United States weighed about as much as a Los Angeles-class nuclear attack submarine.

So, the question is: did it work? And the answer is, not in the slightest. In early tests of SAGE it took something like 8 hours to transmit notice of a simulated attack to the airmen operating it. Q-7s frequently overheated, broke down, and had strange bugs, on account of, again, having 60,000 vacuum tubes per computer. This, by the way, is why Q-7s were installed in pairs. The chances of both Q-7s experiencing the same failure at the same time were infinitesimal.

Anyway, SAGE came online in 1955, at a time when the computer industry was booming in was that would boggle the modern mind. It was technologically obsolete within 3 years, when UNIVAC released the "Solid State" which largely eliminated vacuum tube logic. By the early 1960s, though, the advent of the Intercontinental Ballistic Missile meant that the window for responding to a nuclear attack wouldn't even be enough to evacuate a city, as bombers became, largely, obsolete.

A few Q-7s remained in service until the 1980s, but most were dismantled and sold either for scrap or as movie props. The Q-7 has actually had a very long cinematic career stretching all the way from the 1960s to today. You can read more about that, and see examples, here. Q-7 components have been in everything from the original Lost In Space, to Airplane!, to Independence Day and Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. [Note: I do not endorse the MCU, but i know what site i'm on.] They were even in a Kellogg's cereal commercial. (I browsed youtube briefly for a link, but i could not find one. It is documented on the above linked page)

Do you think that OpenAI's servers are going to go on to have a 60+ year career in film and television? Fuck no. You're not going to get kids to eat corn flakes with an IBM z17. Lookit that. I'll wait. It's gamer shit. Fuckin RGB lights? Gimme a break. Like I said, modern enterprise computing doesn't fuck. It's embarassing. 0/10.

I think part of the problem with AI is that none of the datacenters fuck. They're all a bunch of virgin blade shits. just piles of GPUs. No fucking drip. Apologize to the AN/FSQ-7 immediately you're embarassing her.

[errorispnksstuff]

I really need to know who that Error is in that animtion you posted on May 7

The one with the star themes!! They're so cute...

aaaw I'm glad you asked!

It's PinkError! Sans,a very naughty and effeminate guy. You know that person who wants to be seen by the world? It's him! You probably won't find him cute after this.

(extremely long text below).

He is not bad and much less good, even though he seems cute and harmless. He is very determined, a bit sensual (just to distract you), inpulsive, sometimes a bit silly, innocent (nobody knows how), extremely dramatic and manipulative,but with a touch of "rich diva".

He will love to cheat in a fight in every possible way: using your traumas against you,hypnosis and parasite-like actions (He is not a parasite, but he can hypnotize you and use your body for his benefits).

Lil fun things about him:

•He can change his color palette (loves fashion and trendy things);

•afraid of rubber ducks (they are evil, boo);

•hates being called Error's son (I love calling him that);

•He has a Brazilian accent and loves the culture;

•yes he is a guy, even though he looks like a woman, he uses his appearance as an advantage;

His story is a bit depressing and heavy.. but I'll give U a summary of it! ^^

FIRST: PinkSu is the Geno version of PinkError. but unlike the original Geno, PinkSu/PinkGeno doesn't have the whole "Sans —> Geno" process. he already appears as one,and he doesn't remember anything before that. He is innocent and pure, he is not bad like PinkError.

THE LIL' LORE (not telling everything):

He lives in a "loop". no matter how much he tries to change, he will live in this forever. It always starts with a PinkSu waking up in a beautiful white but corrupted place. He walks until find one huge white tree,where sees a person hanging there by a pink rope/string. That person had colorful clothes mixed with black and colorful lines on their face. PinkSu tries to help but nothing works, So afraid,without choice, he moves on.

As time passes, he ends up becoming PinkError,. And as said before, PinkError realizes that he is in a loop and tries to break it, even tries to delay using his parasitic ways (boo) but it doesn't work. In the end he ends up in the same tree, but now he was the person hanging by the neck while another PinkSu appears and continues the "loop".

• There are several reasons why he always has the same ending, it will depend on how this PinkError lived + the anxiety of knowing that he will die at some point It doesn't matter how he does.

• He has an extreme hatred for PinkSu. thinking that if he kills them all he can break the loop. but no, he invented it when he realized that it always started with a PinkSu (he started to get paranoid as he said before). poor PinkSu don't even know what happened, they are always hunted by PinkError 🥺.

•Every PinkSu that was born doesn't have the same memory that PinkError how died (He may have deja vu, but he doesn't remember of the person or the weight of memory), and besides, his appearance changes every time. It's like a reset, but only on him.

the only things he remembers are:

— is married.

— has an adopted son.

but he doesn't remember who they are.

"Today I can be one, tomorrow I will be another".

Well, it's kind of complex and kind of heavy, Does it make sense? I don't know, I just let my imagination run wild this time lol.

he's my favorite baby!

I've had him for almost 4 years and this story was based on the years I spent with him. I've always updated him over the years because I didn't like the other ones! His story has also always been changing, his personality and even gender.

and also sorry, I got a little excited about the question 🥺🤭 and I was also against the punctuation,In the future I will give more clarity to the story.

he and his husband *cough cough*

[requiem-for-a-raisin]

Pirates of the Villains - Jude Jazza

*Fan translation for funsies! IP owned by Cybird, translations are my own and may be inaccurate. See About page for more info.*

WARNING: Potential spoilers about Jude's main story.

[Prologue | Liam | Darius | Roger | Nica | Ring | Elbert | Alfons | William | Harry | Ellis | Jude | Victor]

Neema

"It's over..."

???

"Yeah, sorry for yer loss."

What was the turning point in my fate?

When I called out to a man bleeding from his head at the harbor out of concern?

When the strong men chasing him later mistook me for his ally?

Or...when I hit one of the men in the back of the head with a wooden box to save him after he shielded me from the other men?

—without realizing that those men were in the Navy.

He clicked his tongue and kidnapped me, carrying me aboard what turned out to be a huge fleet. The markings on the sails looked familiar.

Neema

"I don't think it's possible, but are you Jude Jazza?"

Jude

"That’s right."

(I've helped a terrible person...)

"With Jude Jazza's treasure, you could even buy a country."

Such rumors surround the immense wealth amassed by the armed trading fleet, Raven Company. Their fundamental principle is "fairness in business dealings and retribution for betrayal," but people call them pirates.

Neema

"You’re pirates, right? Is that why you were being pursued by the military?"

Jude

"No, this is just a merchant ship."

Neema

"Then why were you being attacked by the military?"

Jude

"Well, maybe they want money, I don't know. But anyway, if you're staying on this ship, you’re gonna work."

Neema

"Huh?"

It seems he has made many enemies, and his ship is often attacked.

Jude

"Stay inside, princess. Stop squealing about getting hurt or it being dangerous."

Neema

"It’s because you're doing things that are going to get me killed...!"

One day, after I'd gotten used to life on the ship, I found a room filled with a vast amount of gold and silver treasure, as well as some research documents.

Jude

"Now that you've seen this, there's no way you can leave alive."

Neema

“Ahh!?"

I jumped up when a voice spoke to me in what I thought was an empty place.

Jude

"Just kidding."

With the pile of gold coins behind him, Jude stuck out his tongue and laughed mischievously like a child.

Neema

"Don't scare me like that...!"

Jude

"That's your punishment for entering without the captain's permission."

Neema

"The door was unlocked today, which is unusual, so I thought I'd clean it up."

Jude

"That's impressive."

Neema

"But seriously, it could buy a country... Why do you have so much treasure?"

Jude

...Because I’m cursed."

Neema

“...Cursed?”

Jude

"There's a troublesome promise I have to fulfill."

Jude

"Even if I go to the ends of the sea and get all the money, people, and everything, it might still never come true..."

Jude

"I can't forget, and I can't give up."

Despite saying it's troublesome, his profile looks more heartbreaking than I've ever seen before.

But deep inside, I can sense the heat burning like a hot ember... and my heart tightens.

It feels like that curse both torments him and keeps him alive.

Neema

"I'll support you. I'm sure it will come true."

Jude

"Support me? Don'tcha realize I've made ya a wanted woman? Don'tcha want to go home?"

Neema

"Of course. But I don't regret trying to protect you, Jude."

Neema

"Even if they are in the Navy, attacking civilians, especially from behind, is cowardly."

Jude

"Ha... yer such an idiot."

Seeing that gentle smile that makes me feel like I can finally relax...

I fell in love, as if pulled down by an irresistible force.

It was an ordinary day, when I stopped off in a port town for a business meeting.

Jude was framed by the navy for the murder of a key figure in the country.

Before I could resist, I was captured by the soldiers.

Neema

"Jude had just stopped off in town; there's no way he could have done something like that!"

Soldier

"You expect us to believe the word of Jude Jazza's woman?"

Jude

"That kinda nobody as my woman? I just kidnapped her because I thought it’d be fun."

Surrounded by soldiers, Jude spat these words out,

Jude

"I was thinkin’ of torturin’ ya to death. Thank goodness you were saved."

His gaze was scornful, his voice cold.

In that moment, I understood. Jude was trying to return me alone to land.

That's what grabbed my heart, and wouldn't let go.

(I can't be the only one to be saved...)

As frustration burned in my chest,

Soldier

"So it wouldn't matter if this woman died here, right?"

(Huh...?)

I heard a hard metallic click at my temple.

But before I knew it, blood was splattering ride beside me.

Jude

"Tch... Now I really am a wanted pirate.”

(Jude...?)

Jude was covered in blood, I heard a collapse behind him, and his sword was covered in blood.

At the same time I realized that Jude had killed someone to save me, I grabbed his hand and started running.

Jude

"Are ya stupid? The hell are ya doin’?! Ya could’ve escaped by now!"

Neema

"No, I won't run away!"

As I rushed toward the harbor, out of breath, my emotions spilled out with every breath.

Neema

"Because I... love you."

Jude

“..."

Neema

"I won't let you push me away just because you're a pirate..."

Neema

"If you feel bad about getting me involved, can you promise me one thing?"

Jude

"What...?"

Neema

"You'll take me to the ends of the sea. To fulfill your precious promise."

Jude

"Hah..."

Jude's blood-stained hand touches my cheek.

Just that makes my heart tremble with joy, and my eyes well up with emotion.

Jude

"Do ya really want to be a pirate captain's woman?"

Neema

"That’s not it... I want to be Jude's woman."

Jude

"...stupid."

In the sea breeze, we shared a kiss that smelled of blood.

It was my first kiss with Jude, and a promise that would last a lifetime.

Jude

"Fine, ya can glare at me ‘til I die. In return..."

Jude

"I won’t let go of you until we’re nothin’ but bones.”

'With Jude Jazza's treasure, you could buy a country.'

Recently, another story has been added to these rumors.

'The ruthless and heartless captain has a beloved woman, and touching her means death.'

[douqhnxtss]

hai my mooties! as you guys know, it's 1st August today, which means it's national girlfriend's day ! so, in honor of this day, i wanna wish u guys (my moots) a very happy national gfie day cause I love all of u guys !! I was going to send asks ti everyone buy I saw yeji do it in a long post so I decided to do it too ty for the idea jiji saved me alot of time :))

before we start, I'm wishing my lovely kiranators a happy gfie day as well! but not in the gfie way u have to be my mooted for that, but in the u guys mean sm to me and u deserve to be wished for gfie day whether u have a partner or not !!

but without more yapping, I'm going to give little notes to my moots cuz I love them all sb !!

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ I LOVE MY GIRLFRIEND (S) .ᐟ

@smigcrazy ♡

hai isa! we haven't talked in so long and imy sb idek if or when ur gonna see this but I hope ur doing great wherever u are, I love u always baby and I'm forever grateful to you for being my 1st ever moot on here, happy national gf day <3

@woniefication ♡

my pretty ellie !! ur the sweetest n u should know I'm here for u and will love u always :) tysm for being my friend even during my earlier phase here where I was very messy and lwk annoying idk what I'd do w/o u T_T happy gfie day my favourite yves truther and sooyoung's gf (100% real) <3

@shyoko ♡

my lovely wifey shyoko! I literally love u so so much omg ty for always being my biggest supporter like ur always first to like, n interact with all my posts n ik we haven't talked much recently but I want u to know ur so important to me n ur very perfect trust me on this ^_^ happy gfie day <3

@yintual ♡

my cutie wonhee yin!!!! I rmbr the day u sent me an ask or smth like that the first time we interacted after u added me to ur taglist >< I used to admire to back then but I admire you 10000x more now! ilysm and that will never change !! happy gfie day the won from my wonjjangz <3

@chrrific ♡

my mi !!!!!!!! i want u to know that seeing u openly say that ur a '12 liner gave me enough motivation to finally say that I'm a 11 liner cuz I hadn't seen any other blogs who r my age or younger n I'm so lucky to have u in my life, u make me love u more each passing second, idk how thats possible, but ilysm like veryyyy much >3< happy gfie day pretty girl <3

@koiiqqqq ♡

hai my lovely koko!!! I'm so so grateful to have u in my life u don't even know like talking to u always makes my day brighter and less of a burden, u really r my guardian angel and ily sb like ur my haechan (aka my sun #stannctdream) and ur jokes (they're bad but better than mine) make me laugh when I don't have energy to muster up a smile, happy gfie day my sunghoon's jake and the koko to my kiki <3

@myuviis ♡

hai my polar bar myu!! hehe I always associate u with polar bears cuz u were my polar bear anon before its cute imo ^_^ + tysm for matching my freak (to a degree) and yapping w me ur the best queen !! happy gfie day my myueaty (get it? beauty + myu = myueauty) <3

@peacheeeliz ♡

hai my lizliz!!! ur one of my fav smau writers and one of my heart's many favorites >_< seeing any notification that has ur user and pfp makes a grin come to my face and suddenly I'm very jolly and jopping lmao && we haven't talked much lately but like ilysm lovey, happy gfies day <3

@lascvitae ♡

my mommy katty!! despite the fact that I'm literally not supposed to interact w ur acc cuz it's 18+ (though I only read n interact with u sfw works smut scares me sry) ilysm and ur one of my biggest hypegirls ilysm and can I call u mommy plspls (it's totally not cause I've been in jihyo trenches and need a mommy I can actually talk to) excuse freakkira, happy gfie day <3

@kiiwiola ♡

my baby haneul!!!! my cutie eunchae ily so very much n trust me the day I see u face to face I'm giving u the biggest warmest fluffier bear hug ever like you'll be like hey and I'll be like ༼ つ ◕◡◕ ༽つ hehe hope u have the best day baby, happy national gfie day <3

@luvmahae ♡

my amazing ann!!! the a in ann stands for adorable, while the two n's stand for nicest & neo-est (I can't think of a cute n word my brain is lwk very fried rn) ilysm n imy baby :( we havent really talked at all unfortunately but i hope to yap w u more !! do u have insta? either way, happy gfie day fav haechan stan <3

@y0ziimisii & @flamem0th ♡

hai my ari and charlotte!! Tagged u both in the same cuz I'm a bit lazy icl but nonetheless, we're not super close, but I love u two sb ofc :)) thank u for being my friends and supporting me in everything ! happy gfies day my lovelys <3

@blooddlusts ♡

my almost twin kiara!!!! yo ilysm bro like ts lwk pmo like ho how is u real how do u have me so whipped for u like (wow slang) on a less slang-y note, we recently became moots ik but u still mean a lot to me bby >< ty for being my moot i love us I love how were almost name twins it's so cute were so cute :3 happy national gfie day my ikiara (ikeu + kiara) <3

@seobluuu ♡

my shining ruby!!! ur name fits u so well ur my sacred expensive gem :D ilysm sweetheart I'm so looking forward to being friends w u and getting to know u even more (cause I'm already somewhat obsessed and madly in love w u) (woah who said that? must've been the wind [it was me]) anyway, happy gfie day my wifey (GIGGLINGG) ruby <3

@amatariki ♡

hai my coolest dearest briar!!! yes we're recent moots but does that mean I don't love u outright insanely? does that mean I'm not SEVERELY down bad for you? absolutely not. ily way too much and you'll have to deal with me whether u like it or not sry my bedroom's gate is a one way situation (my bedroom ay ;) ) besides that, ilysm and hope we'll become even closer as time goes by ! happy gfie day doll <3

@aernx ♡

my air my oxygen my aerin!!! hai I love u haha hai ur all mine haha hi u have me wrapped around ur finger and I love that haha + many mwah's all for u since ur my girl :* ++ tysm for putting up with me ilysm bbygirl, happy gfie day my a(ir)erin, im so glad to have u in my life <3

@orimuraa ♡

hai the jiji to my kiki!!! ik we became moots like two days ago but like we've yapped sm and I love yapping w u and ur the sweetest and kindest I hope yk that I admire u sm ilysm I love being ur friend (and the loyl me hopes) sm, have the most amazing day!! and happy gfie day my perfect jiji <3

@boyfhee ♡

lastly, hai my gorgeous caelin!!! I'm so excited to get to know u more and be ur friend for longer !! tysm for being my moot ur literally so cool I look up to you alot :33 ilysm I wish u the bestest day and a happy gfie (with many more to come in the future ofc!!) my sweet caelin <3

and that's it! have a good day kiranators ! ty all for sticking with me, I must say u guys' choices in favs questionable (having me as ur fav writer or moot wow I'm delighted come closer lemme make out w u rn), but seriously u all mean so so much to me and tysm from the bottom of my heart!! here's a mwah to many more gfie days in the future! :*

xoxo — kira ♡

[vicedmuses]

"even though you can't bake, i'm sure there are things i don't know about you. maybe i can still fuck some of those secrets out of you today."

he nodded once, agreeing that the basement might be a little more private. "or it would turn her on so much she's finally get wet again for the first time in years." william leaned forward and gave matt a quick kiss. not long enough to make it steamy, but enough to tease him for what was to come. "since you're being so good, i'll tell you what. tell me one thing you've always wanted me to do to you and i'll do it. let that be the first secret." the younger man stood up and started to lead the way down to the basement, making sure matt was following. when they got there, they'd see a nice couch, a tv, some videogames, washer and dryer set, and a half bathroom.

"See I can't bake for shit but the promise of you fucking secrets out of me is making me wish I had a bunch for you to get from me."

The older found himself easily pressing against the palm of the others hand, rubbing his stubble there. "I feel like I know how to turn you on enough these days, creampie joke or not." He removed his hand from Will's thigh, humming in thought. "Basement would be new, and perhaps safer. Last thing I need is our darling bake sale woman finding you pounding me nad giving the old girl a heart attack."

[agronzky]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⸻⠀⠀𝐈𝐍  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐃  𝐅𝐎𝐑  𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄  (  2000  )  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒  ♡

❝  it  is  a  restless  moment.  ❞

❝  sorry  to  interrupt  your  dinner.  ❞

❝  what  should  i  call  you?  ❞

❝  call  me  when  you  decide.  ❞

❝  those  books  aren't  mine.  ❞

❝  i'll  leave  you  in  peace.  ❞

❝  so  that's  why  she  looks  different.  ❞

❝  you're  too  polite.  ❞

❝  i'm  bothering  you  too  much.  ❞

❝  i  wanted  an  excuse  to  go  back.  ❞

❝  i  always  loved  those  serials, hated  to  miss  an  episode.  ❞

❝  i  couldn't  get  started, so  i  gave  up.  ❞

❝  i  wasn't  born to  write  martial  arts  stories!  ❞

❝  but  you  can  borrow from  my  collection  anytime.  ❞

❝  before  they'd  taken  out the  stitches…  i  bet  everything  i  had.  ❞

❝  i  thought  it  was  my  lucky  day.  ❞

❝  let  me  finish  writing  this  first.  ❞

❝  i  saw  your  wife in  the  street  yesterday…  ❞

❝  i'm  always  troubling  you, use  it  for  bus  fare.  ❞

❝  why  don't  you  dine  with  us  tonight?  ❞

❝  i've  already  planned to  see  a  film  tonight.  ❞

❝  i  came  back  to  rest. i 'm  not  feeling  well...  ❞

❝  then  we  shouldn't  meet  any  more.  ❞

❝  there's  a  typhoon, so  the  ship's  still  docked.  ❞

❝  she  says  she'll  dine  alone since  it's  your  birthday.  ❞

❝  you  notice  things if  you  pay  attention.  ❞

❝  i  was  going  to  look  for  you with  an  umbrella.  ❞

❝  it  must  seem  odd  to  ask  you  out, but  i  want  to  ask  something.  ❞

❝  her  birthday  is  some  days  away. i   don't  know  what  to  get  her.  ❞

❝  i  thought  i  was  the  only  one who  knew.  ❞

❝  someone  must  have  made the  first  move.  ❞

❝  it  doesn't  matter who  made  the  first  move.  ❞

❝  why  did  you  call  me at  the  office  today?  ❞

❝  i  had  nothing  to  do. i   wanted  to  hear  your  voice.  ❞

❝  it  took  all  day,  I'm  half  dead!  ❞

❝  actually, i've  been  to  see  a  picture.  ❞

❝  you  had  many  hobbies  before.  ❞

❝  on  your  own, you  are  free  to  do  lots  of  things.  ❞

❝  sometimes  wonder what  i'd  be  if  i  hadn't  married.  ❞

❝  i  didn't  know  married  life would  be  so  complicated!  ❞

❝  when  you're  single,  you  are  only  responsible to  yourself.  ❞

❝  i  can't  waste  time wondering  if  i  made  mistakes.   life's  too  short  for  that.  ❞

❝  something  must  change.  ❞

❝  you  like  them  too, so  why  not  help  me  write  it?  ❞

❝  since  you're  trapped  here, finish  the  noodles.  ❞

❝  you  get  some  rest, i 'll  wake  you  when  they  leave.  ❞

❝  the  drunken  master  just  showed  up.  ❞

❝  a  sick  man  shouldn't  eat all  that  sticky  rice.  ❞

❝  maybe  we're  being  too  cautious?  ❞

❝  well,  they  did  turn  up without  warning.  ❞

❝  one  can't  put  a  foot  wrong.  ❞

❝  since  you  won't  take your  share  of  the  writing  fee...  ❞

❝  there's  nothing  between  us, but  i  don't  want  gossip.  ❞

❝  you  don't  need  me, you  can  write  on  your  own.  ❞

❝  no  need  to  stay if  everything's  done.  ❞

❝  do  you  have  a  mistress?  ❞

❝  if  he  admits  it  outright, let  him  have  it!  ❞

❝  i  didn't  expect  it  to  hurt  so  much.  ❞

❝  it's  right  to  enjoy  yourself while  you're  young.  ���

❝  a  couple  should  spend  time together.  ❞

❝  i  need  your  help, when  can  you  come?  ❞

❝  we  shouldn't  see  so  much of  each  other.  ❞

❝  we'd  better  not  be  seen  together.  ❞

❝  if  they  see  your  umbrella,  they'll  know  i  was  with  you.  ❞

❝  we  know  it's  not  true, so  why  worry?  ❞

❝  but  i  was  wrong.  you  won't  leave  your  husband.  ❞

❝  i  didn't  think you'd  fall  in  love  with  me.  ❞

❝  i  didn't  either.   i  was  only  curious to  know  how  it  started.  ❞

❝  feelings  can  creep  up just  like  that.  ❞

❝  i  thought  i  was  in  control.  ❞

❝  am  i  hopeless?  ❞

❝  don't  be  serious, it's  only  a  rehearsal.  ❞

❝  if  there's  an  extra  ticket… would  you  go  with  me?  ❞

❝  i'm  just  an  average  person, i   don't  have  secrets  like  you.  ❞

❝  it's  hopeless, i  can't  bear  to  throw  things  away!  ❞

❝  who  lives  next  door  now?  ❞

❝  it's  too  chaotic, everyone's  running  away.  ❞

[paranoid-rhythm]

FGO Fes Panel Voice Translations: Arjuna | Dante | Douman | Enkidu | Hajime | Indra | Karna | Merlin | Oberon

Arjuna

"Oh, Master? Welcome to the summit. I have decided once again, to join the battle as a warrior. Let me easily show you that even though I am wearing these thin clothes, I am the strongest! Please enjoy the show from the best seat in the house!"

Dante Alighieri

"It's Dante here~! Are really sure that you should be here...? Aaah! Wait, no, don't go! This isn't heaven or hell, look, it's just the entrance, the entrance...! A-anyway, since I'm here, there's no way I would chase you off, right? Hehe... All you who pass through this gate! Abandon all hope! You shouldn’t take it lightly... Don’t take it lightly, okay! Hehehehe......"

Ashiya Douman

"Nnn! What a surprise, My Master! Had I known that you would visit my forest, this Douman would have done his best to welcome you! Aah, how frustrating, how frustrating! Yes? The motif on this his humble priest's clothes? Is there something wrong? Poison? Ahahahaha! I know not what you speak of! Ahahahaha! Absolutely!"

Enkidu

"Hello, Master. This is the Mysterious Forest. It feels different from forests of Uruk, doesn't it? Are you curious about my outfit today? It may not look suitable for combat, but rest assured. It’s more than enough for me to perform my function as a tool. If you ever find yourself in a difficult situation, I will return to my normal appearance. Though, of course, I’m keeping a close eye on you to make sure that doesn’t happen."

Saitou Hajime

"Ooh! There you are, Master-chan! Good grief, you're always wandering off, as reckless as ever! You sure look like you're having fun, which is exactly why you can’t let your guard down. I wouldn’t be surprised if there are some scaaary monsters lurking around here. So! Because my dangerously carefree Master-chan is always getting into trouble, your invincible sword, Hajime-chan shall escort you! Just kidding. Well, the truth is, I just wanted to enjoy the day together with you. Alright then! Shall we head out together, my dear Master-chan?"

Indra

Indra: Fuhahahaha! Even the lightning that soars through the skies can sometimes set his feet down on earth on a whim! This king of the gods himself has come to greet you, so savor your good fortune! Now then! Try entrusting this so-called human festival to this god and see what unfolds!

Vajra: Huh? You can't tell if he's part of the staff or a fellow guest? Well that's because Lord Indra is one that transcends such things.

Vajra: If you fail to satisfy him, you'll be punished! Kishishi!

Karna

"So you've come, Master. This place is called Avalon's Chateau. I can feel that there's something mysterious here. If you're okay with me, then let me accompany you. I wonder if I can be of any more use to you, I probably would just become a nuisance at most... These clothes? I just found them under my pillow, so I changed into them. If there's a problem with them, then I'll go and change-... There's no need for that? Then I'm glad to hear that."

Merlin

"Hey, Master! It's me, Merlin, all dressed up to match the grandeur of this noble mansion! You think these clothes suits me strangely well? Of course it does! When I was the court magician, I often had roles like this. After all, it wouldn’t be fair if only the Knights of the Round Table caught the ladies' attention. Well, I did get scolded by Artoria later, telling me to think about my age..."

Oberon Vortigern

"Welcome! To Chaldea's glorious celebration of consecutive victories! Just kidding. I meant noisy, not glorious. You're quite forgetful, aren't you? Just enjoy it like you're looking back on the journey so far. There's plenty of bright hope and dark disappointment along the way. After all, a good gallery should have a contrast of light and shadow, don't you think?"

[aaliyah-sturns]

birthday wishes do come true - matt s

summary... its matts 22nd birthday so why not surprise him with a gift he's been wanting ever since hes been with you

⚠︎ fluff!! happy tears, kissing

a.s/n... this is not proofread!!

Dividers from @strangergraphics

y/n - matt, if I were to give you something for your birthday what would it be? you say looking away from your phone

matt - a baby, matt said not hesitating one second

y/n - matt, I'm being serious

matt - I am being serious, my birthday wish is to become a dad, he says now kissing your forehead " and your the mom" he says tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear, "every since I met you, I wanted you to become the mother of my children" he says now cuddling with you

y/n - okay matt, will see what I can do for you for your next birthday, you say kissing his nose "I'll try to make your birthday wish come true"

-present-

It's matt's birthday today and all he wanted to do was to spend time with you, but of course you're trying to surprise matt with a gift

and while matt was getting ready, you were texting madi about the plan

madi💞

okay, are y'all ready?

yes we are, don't stress he's gonna love it

i know I'm just scared

don't be, it's matt he's gonna love it

thanks madi

no problem girl, but I gotta go

chris is arguing with nick about the cake flavor

oh my, well talk to you soon

and as you put your phone down and went to the closet where matt was you gave him a kiss on the cheek, then the nose and his lips, until eventually it became a make out session and as you pulled away matt whined

matt - baby why did you pull away, he says in a whiny tone

y/n - because you have to go, and I don't want people seeing my lip gloss on you

matt - so. people will know I'm taken by a pretty girl, he says kissing your forehead

and you blushed at his words but needed to focus on the plan

y/n - okay well your gonna be late for your birthday party

matt - I don't care, I want you to go, he says now looking in your eyes

y/n - I know but I need to get you your present

matt - I don't care about that, you're my present, he says now locking his fingers with yours "please come with me"

y/n - I'll be there, I promise but I gotta get some things, you say kissing his lips, "I'll be back, I gotta run to the store, I love you"

and after those words left your mouth you quickly walked to the front door and to your car

y/n - can't leave madi waiting, you say now starting the car and driving away

and as you picked madi up you went to target and grabbed a few things and went to get your plan started

you opened the white cardboard box and put pink paper inside, along with a pink shirt that said "daddy's girl" and a black sign with the words "your gonna be a dad" on the left side

and as you put a few more things inside and closed the box with a pink bow inside you started getting nervous

y/n - what if matt doesn't want this? you say now biting your nails

madi - your overthinking y/n, it's matt he literally loves you he's gonna want this, she said now adjusting your hair "I promise if anything goes wrong I'm here"

and the words madi said made you feel better, because she was right, it's matt. he loves you, and everything about you

and as you drove off, you made your way to the triplets house where the birthday party was hosted and you made your way to the backyard while madi was telling everyone to go in the backyard

you were sitting on the bench until matt came out and right next to matt was nick, chris, nate, madi, with wide grins on their face and behind them were madison, quen, and tara, and they were with larray, jake, johnny, sam, colby and ben

matt - y/n your here, matt says running to you to give you a hug

and as you gave matt a hug you gave him the white box

y/n - here's your present matt, you say in a breathy tone

and as matt said "for me, thank you" and untied the pink bow everyone was now recording and as matt lifted the top of the box that's when he saw it

a positive pregnancy test with an ultrasound, and right next to it was a sign that said 'your gonna be a dad" and a pink shirt that said "daddy's girl" and some cute toys and a bunny plushie

matt - y/n are you being serious? he says trying to contain his excitement

y/n - yes, were gonna be parents, you say putting your hands on your white dress where your stomach was at

and after those last words left your mouth matt immediately pulled you into a hug, his laughter now turning into a cry while everyone who was recording started clapping and cheering

and as you pulled away from the hug you wiped matt's joyful tears and gave him a kiss and as you both pulled away and started crying in each other's arms, everyone was congratulating you, and saying how they were gonna be aunts and uncles

and as everyone was distracted and arguing about who was gonna be the best uncle or aunt matt whispered the words "thank you" in your ear and you knew by the tone in his voice

you made his birthday wish come true

a.s/n.. might do a chris fanfic today too

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