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percyinpanties · 4 years ago

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hey I'm the pipeyna anon and that's ok!!! can u do pipeyna with piper pining after hot jock Reyna which hopefully ends happy (smutty)

just a quick warm-up, i say, i won’t spend too much time on this. i really had to resist just going on and on and on with this. i miss writing this ship, damn.

anyway - this fits really well with an enemy to lovers prompt i have for jercy, so thats what im hinting at too here.

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for context : i always write college aus from a UK uni perspective bc that’s all i know and i don’t care to adapt to how it might or might not work in the u.s. (sorry)

rating: teen+ (no smut in this one, but let me tell you, this TEMPTED me)

words: 2.2k

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“An actual goddess” Piper says wistfully from where she’s leaning against the wall next to Percy, taking back the cigarette she’d just bummed of him. Her eyes are glued on the field, and more precisely on Reyna, smile on her face and water bottle in her hand as she jogs over to Jason standing at the side of the field. They greet each other with a hug, even as Reyna wrinkles her face, seemingly complaining about her own sweatiness.

It’s coincidence that the end of Reyna’s soccer practice collides conveniently with Piper’s and Percy’s late seminar on Mondays. It isn’t coincidence that Percy and her have taken to sharing a cigarette on the side of the building that looks out toward the field during their break, however.

Percy makes a non-committal noise and his eyes follow Piper’s gaze while she takes a drag of the cigarette and wrinkles her nose. She needs to quit smoking for good, she thinks, and flicks the ash to the ground. There was a brief moment in first year when Piper thought that Percy might be interested in Reyna, or she in him, but luckily, nothing ever came of that.

“You think they’re dating?” Percy asks, arms crossed over his chest now, making no move to take the cigarette back again. He’s not even pretending not to be staring, his eyes intense where they flit between Reyna and Jason. Piper on the other hand has the common decency to at least cast her eyes away every now and again before she’s caught looking for a little too long.

At the edge of the field, Reyna and Jason are standing close together now, chatting about god knows what, smiling and laughing. They’re certainly comfortable with each other, but Piper can’t say that’s much of an indication given how she’s around Percy.

“I hope not.” Piper mutters and Percy laughs at that, even though she knows he agrees. Percy wouldn’t admit it in a million years, but Piper would bet real money that he has a thing for Jason, too, as much as he claims to hate the guy. She’d have to be deaf and blind not to notice the tension between them.

It would make sense, though, in a way. Jason is captain of the men’s rugby team, Reyna of the women’s soccer team. Some of their practices collide and the two clubs do most of their weekly socials together, and Piper’s seen the two of them hanging out aside from that plenty as well. Reyna and her haven’t talked much about Jason, maybe because Piper hasn’t actually exchanged more than five words with him and never had much of an urge to change that, but she knows that Reyna and Jason have known each other before university.

Around Jason, Reyna seems to let her guard down, something Piper has only managed to achieve a handful of times since they met during their first year.

Jason laughs at something Reyna says, eyes bright and head thrown back and Piper can’t deny that he’s handsome, at the very least. He’s fairly decent, too, as far as guys go, and really, Piper knows she shouldn’t be hoping that there is nothing between Reyna and him if that is what would make Reyna happy.

“Invite her to the party.” Percy suggests then, drawing Piper’s attention back from the tangent her brain was so insistent to start on. When Piper turns her face to look at him, he’s already looking back at her, one eyebrow arched. “I was going to, anyway, but it’s different coming from you yourself.”

He’s not teasing her, it’s an honest suggestion, and technically not even a bad one. It’s Percy’s birthday this weekend, and if nothing else, it would be a good excuse to hang out again. Percy knows a ton of people, but he usually doesn’t invite too many to his party, so with any luck, it won’t be too crowded to actually spend some time with Reyna.

More than that, though, it’s another opportunity for Piper to finally get a move on. Percy, Piper knows, thinks that Piper’s pining had reached a point where it’s almost comical halfway through last year, but even so, Piper has yet to manage to actually act on her feelings.

A party is casual enough that she can always play it off as nothing serious when it ends up blowing up in her face. Piper might finally get over herself and just ask Reyna out already – although she’s tried that a few times before only to find herself tongue tied and staring at Reyna like she hung the moon in the sky. She’s been head over heels for Reyna since maybe three weeks after they met in first year, and now that they’re starting their third and final year, Piper needs to get a move on or it’ll simply be too late. Granted, she’s scared shitless at the prospect of being turned down, but at this point, even that would be better than pining forever and never finding out if she’d even stand a chance.

“Yeah… maybe.” Piper says finally, and manages a small smile towards Percy who bumps his shoulder against hers playfully. They should be heading back inside, so Piper sneaks a last glance toward Reyna and this time, finds her looking back.

They don’t share any classes this year, and Piper doesn’t usually run into Reyna on campus, so on Wednesday morning, she ends up texting Reyna on her way to class. She fumbles with her phone, almost tripping over her own two feet trying to type the words out as fast as possible, and ends up having to sidestep off the path to actually send the texts.

Hey you.

we’re having a party on Saturday, it’s Percy’s birthday.

Piper wants to add more, but instead, she bites her lip and stuffs her phone back into the pocket of her jeans. It’s almost an open invitation like this already anyway, and Piper wants to gauge Reyna’s first reaction before deciding exactly how she’s going about asking. Technically, it would be so easy to just as Reyna to go with her, specifically, to the party, but the intention might be lost over text and anyway, wouldn’t it be simpler to just invite her generally?

Piper frets throughout the entirety of her first lecture, and most of the second one, for nothing. Reyna doesn’t answer, even though the messenger app shows Piper that she’s read both texts already, and Piper tries not to be disappointed about it. She doesn’t know what Reyna’s schedule is like today, the girl might just be busy and planned on replying later. It makes sense, much more than Piper’s second thought that Reyna is not answering because Piper is annoying and Reyna doesn’t actually want to spend any time with her. She knows that thought is stupid, knowing that however does nothing to ease the anxious knot in Piper’s stomach.

Piper finds herself checking her phone more often than not. It would be funny if it wasn’t so ridiculous, and if the lecturer wasn’t so clearly catching on that Piper isn’t paying as much attention to the class as she is to her phone. She texts Percy as well, but she knows he’s in that seminar he shares with Jason, so chances are that she won’t be getting a reply on that end anytime soon either. In the end, she has to force herself to put her phone away and actually focus on the lecture up front, even though by that point, she is already lost as to what they’re even talking about in the first place. It’s no good, and Piper can’t deny being relieved when the lecturer eventually dismisses the class.

She doesn’t allow herself to check her messages until she’s across campus in the coffee shop, queuing for some much needed caffeine and fishing out her phone so she doesn’t have to make small talk with anyone while she waits in line. Reyna still hasn’t replied, but at least Percy has messaged her after his seminar.

I’m gonna strangle him, Piper. You’ll have to bust me out of prison because they are going to arrest me for goddamn murder.

All she’d asked was if his classes were as boring as hers today, and while she had expected Percy to go off about Jason in reply, this isn’t exactly what she’d thought to be reading today. She smiles at her phone, types out a quick reply and moves up in the queue.

That bad? What’s he done now?

The way Percy talks about Jason makes Piper think of a Cartoon Network villain, always plotting, provoking and scheming. The few times she’s spoken to Jason, the guy wasn’t half bad, and if Piper is honest, she doesn’t quite get the vendetta these two have with each other. She suspects though that it has something to do with how ‘infuriatingly attractive, like fucking superman or something’ Percy described Jason after their first class together.

It’s like he thinks I’m stupid or something. Got a dumb fucking project to do together and he honestly told me that he ‘needs to pass this class so iif I’m not planning to put in the work, we might as well ask for new partners right away’

Like, excuse me, bitch? My grades are better than yours, for one thing

And for another, it’s not like good-old Dodds is gonna let us switch anyway

Piper huffs audibly while she reads the texts. It’s clear Percy’s actually upset by this, and she figures it will only get worse if they actually have to do the work together in the coming weeks. Before she can shoot Percy a reply though, she’s next in line.

Piper orders her coffee, steps aside to wait once she’s paid, and rereads Percy’s texts before she types her reply to Percy.

Sounds like a dick move.

Piper’s almost inclined to defend Jason for a moment, since Percy mostly doesn’t pay much attention in class, especially in Mrs. Dodds seminars – so how is Jason meant to know how much effort Percy puts in outside of it? On the other hand, though, Piper knows how Percy is, and how personally he’s clearly taken Jason’s comment already, so trying to convince him otherwise would simply be fruitless.

Once Piper’s coffee is done, she heads back outside, finding an empty bench to enjoy the break before her next class. If nothing else, at least Percy’s ranting is distracting her from Reyna, and the party, and asking the other girl out – and in between the rapid texts Percy and her are sending back and forth Piper almost forgets about it entirely. Until she has to head back to her last class, that is, and sees that Reyna has, so far, still left her on read.

Piper hesitates for a moment, clicking on the text field without typing anything just yet. Is she going to come off as desperate if she texts again, or should she just clarify now before it gets too late and Reyna already makes different plans for the weekend?

Piper types out a few words, deletes them again and pockets her phone only to get it back out a few seconds later to try again. She shouldn’t be walking and texting, especially given that she should be going faster to actually make it to her lecture in time, but Piper knows that if she doesn’t send this text now, she’ll spend another lecture agonising over what to say.

So yeah, I wanted to invite you too ofc :)

Piper cringes at her wording, but figuring it won’t get much better, she sends the text anyway and finally tucks her phone back into her pocket to actually hurry to class.

By the time Reyna replies, it’s late and Piper is sitting on the beat-up couch in her shared flat’s living room, watching something trashy on TV without really paying much attention at all. Percy is clanking around in the kitchen, making something that smells good enough to remind Piper that she should probably be getting herself some food, too. She’s about to get up and rummage through her fridge compartment in search of something edible when her lock screen lights up with a message from Reyna, and that derails any thoughts of food immediately. Piper isn’t subtle in the way she practically lunges for her phone, but luckily, Percy can’t see and judge her from his position in the kitchen.

Sorry, long day, reads the first text, following a few seconds later by another one.

Promised Jason to hang out but I’d love to :(

Piper bites her lip, knowing before typing out the words that Percy won’t like what she’s doing in the slightest.

You could bring him? Percy won’t mind.

Except that Percy most certainly will mind, Piper thinks, and grimaces. If she hadn’t come off as desperate before, she most certainly does now – texting back within less than a minute after having been left on read all day, only to offer that Reyna can bring her friend (boyfriend?) along as well if that means she’ll be there.

There’ll be other opportunities, Piper tells herself, and scrubs a hand over her face. She needs to chill, and maybe she needs to grab a cigarette and step outside and calm down before she embarrasses herself even further.

Piper stares at the screen. How on earth is she meant to interpret this? At this rate, she won’t make it until Saturday, dying of one crisis or another before then.

if you’re sure? I’ll ask him.

haven’t seen you in a while, would be nice to hang out again ;)

I’m sure.

#will i continue this? maybe #i do kinda wanna write the party part and have it ending ~spicy~#pipeyna #piper mclean #reyna ramirez avila arellano #my stuff #my fic #prompts #teen+#pjo #Anonymous #jercy #in the bg

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cosmiclatte28 · 5 years ago

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Over Cups of Coffees (Sehun x reader)

warning : fluff! flirty sehun!

enjoy!

"One ice Americano," the tall guy with ominous aura places his order, for a second the café suddenly feels frozen. He looks and sounds cold, but once he steps into the counter in front of you, you feel the blazing sun of summer, the cute shy smile, and a gentle stare.

"One Americano, less ice?" you question him even when you remember his order nicely in the back of your mind.

The man across you smiles, "You remember?"

You smirk, deep inside your heart you wonder how one could forget if thats the only thing he orders in every single visit.

You take his card, swipe the bill, and rush to brew his cold coffee.

Ever since the cold and hot man enters that door last week, you quickly fell for his demeanor aura. You learn his name when he ordered his first cup of coffee in a bubble tea shop. Though you find it weird why he bought coffee when you guys are known for bubble teas, you did not reject his orders; you even wished with all your heart he will be a regular here.

"One ice Americano coffee to go, for Mr. Sehun," you scream out his name, and when he walks to take the bag, your hand swiftly drops in a piece of cookie inside the paper bag. He saw you and almost say you misplaced an order, but your whisper silence him.

"Its a complementary," You panicked, "Special for the customer who has the queuing number 100."

You see him smile and you hear your coworker stifling a laugh.

"Thank you," Sehun smiles and nods his head as he takes his order, "Thank you, see you!"

He leaves the counter with his expressionless face and your shift continues. You take more orders from other customers.

One of your coworker nudges you when the rush hour is over, and the café is a bit empty. "What was that, did you put in your number on the cookie earlier?" the elf-eared tall man teases you.

You blush, when your mind teases you back with the phrase Sehun said before he left.

"Stop it Chanyeol, I did not drop my number in it. Seriously, I just wanted to treat him a cookie, whats wrong with it?" You shrug your shoulder and choose to leave to take a short break. Well, secretly you scream out of joy when you reach the storage room. Sehun, the man who creates butterflies in your stomach is slowly recognizing you.

The next day, your shift starts and as time ticks by, your heart beats faster as you expect the presence of Sehun. He shows up in his regular time, with his regular cold face just that today he looks a bit tired and annoyed. You pull up your textbook-smile and try your best to control your heating face.

"Welcome, Is it another usual menu, or are you interested in trying todays special menu?" You flash a concern look to him. He catches your attention and runs his eyes through the menu. He sighs and inserts his hands into his pockets.

"Do you have any recommendation for a bad day?"

You nod in a second, "Are you okay with Chocolates?" he nods, you type in a menu and he seems to agree with what you call 'House favorite chocolate bomb bubble tea'

Sehun hands you his card and surprises you when he asks for a table number. He brings his number and sits on the corner, the secluded chair near the windows.

You are quite surprise, he never dines inside. With a question mark in your mind, you prepare his drink and once again sneak in another slice of red velvet cake. Chanyeol catches you again and smiles widely while wriggling his brow, "Go, and take that order to his table. Let me take over the cashier and orders."

You thank him and after tidying your appearance, you deliver the drink and cake to the man sitting alone and lost in his thoughts.

"Here's your drink, and I bring you a cake to cheer you up." You move the drink and cake from your tray to his table.

Sehun's cold façade melts away when he sees the red cake and your sweet attention, "Wow! Am I the 100th customer again today?" He laughs at his own words. You feel like melting into a puddle right then and there.

He takes his time enjoying the cake and reviving his mood with your special brew, you are once again busy behind the counter and running over making different orders of drinks. You can still see Sehun from several quick glances, and that is enough to make you energized until your shift end.

After 10 minutes, the tall man in suit fleets from his chair and queue into the line in front of me. You are perplexed when he shows up again with his shy smile,"I'm here to pay the red velvet and I want the cookies you gave me yesterday. I want two of them, all packed to go." You swipe his payment only for the cookies, the red velvet is from you.

"For someone?" You ask when you take out two fresh baked cookies and wrap them nicely inside a bag.

Sehun shakes his head, "It's for me, and Im working overnight today. The cookies will be my acquaintance tonight."

"Have strength! Good luck," you send him off with a wave of hand.

Thats the last time you ever see him. For a good one week, you never see his nose. Chanyeol teases you repeatedly for waiting and hoping like a fool, but you shush him off. One week feels like a month and the nosey customers really drain your energy.

One night when Chanyeol is already mopping the floor and you're already turning over the chairs, the door opens and a young man in a tidy suit surprises both of you. Chanyeol glances at the door sign; it clearly is turned over already, why is he here.

"Sorry, are you closed already?" the man you missed for one week questions the two of you.

You quickly leave your current work and take over the counter, "No, we can make it work for you. We still have 5 minutes to the closing hour, but feel free to take your time."

"Usual order?" You ask while turning on the brewer and cashier, Sehun nods then take a seat at one of the table you haven't turn over.

Chanyeol bids you goodbye after his mopping is done, and you're left alone with Sehun.

"Please make yourself a drink, can you sit with me for a while tonight? Drinks are on me." he sounds hopeful.

You take his invitation, making yourself a cup of warm coffee. You carry the dark liquids and a plate of cake from the storage.

You take your seat across him, he has his coat off already and he looks breathtaking in his white shirt and loosen tie. He is busy with his cold drink, and you preoccupied your nerves with the warm caffeine. Your heart is almost bursting out of joy, here in front of you the man you crushed, you finally get the chance to sit alone with him only. You don't care what your boss will do to you, if he ever finds out about this.

Sehun picks the fork and pokes the cake, "What is this?"

You snap from your daydream, "Oh, thats a new menu. A rainbow cake, were going to release them tomorrow." He raises his brow in curiosity,

"Each color has different flavor. Please try them." You look at him expectantly when he takes the red part into his mouth. He savors the taste, munches, pokes into the next color, tastes them and when he reaches the 7th color he finally makes his comment.

"Hmm it's cool, a nice idea! It also tastes good. I am sure buying this again." Sehun's eyes brighten and he gulps down his coffee to clean his palettes.

"(y/n)," Sehun surprises you by calling your name. You almost ask where did he learn your name, but you realize you wear name tags every day. "Thank you for opening the café for me, and thank you for sitting here with me tonight."

You shake your head and hands, "No, it's not a problem Sehun. Besides, I can probably help you if you need someone to talk and share stories too. Only if you're willing too," You panicked.

Sehun thinks for a quick second and smirk, "You're probably right. I need to share what's bothering my mind. Great idea!"

It sure is a great idea for Sehun, but not for you. Sehun has just finished his story about his break up with his so called girlfriend he loved dearly. You are actually surprised to find out he has been dating for one year and got dumped last week, because poor Sehun caught her kissing another man in the park. She chose the other guy over him. Sehun concludes that he's now traumatized and he will be staying away from falling in love for a moment. He is hurt, and he doesnt want to fall in love now.

You made a mental note about this, and continue to talk about more things. As the night deepens, the cake vanished, and the coffees finished, you learn each others hobbies and favorite singers.

Sehun helps you clean up the table and turning over the chair. He drops in extra tips into the jar, then he waits for you outside as you turn off all of the machines, lights, and lock the door.

"Thank you for listening to me tonight," Sehun bashfully looks into his shoes.

"Its nothing big, Im happy if youre feeling better now. So, good night Sehun," you wave your hand to him when your bus arrives. He waves his hand back at you and descends into his car.

After that night, you remember his words where he did not want to fall in love yet. That morning, you ensure your heart that the feeling must stop. You ask Chanyeol to switch with you and take over the cashier. You choose to work in the kitchen with your other coworker, Baekhyun. You're not going to fall more into Sehun, no you need to stop before you hurt yourself.

You tell Baekhyun why you're here now and the cheerful man just pats your back, "Aw, you're burying a feeling. It's okay you still have me and Chanyeol. We're both still free and available for blind dates." He winks and succeeds in cheering you up.

Weeks passed by, you work in nice union with Baekhyun baking cakes, and preparing bobas. Your life is bright again even without seeing Sehun, until one day Chanyeol barges into the kitchen and smirks, "(y/n), he's here and he wants to see you. I can't hold it anymore, I've been telling him lies that you're not here anymore, but turns out he saw you and he wants to see you!" today.

"Who?" Baekhyun asks

You freeze in your place, is it really the same man you're thinking of?

Chanyeol sees your reaction, "You want me to shoo him off?"

You shake your head, Chanyeol suddenly remembers something, "Ah yeah, he told me to tell you this. He's ready to try it again. I don't know what he means but he told me to deliver that message to you." Your eyes widen and you turn your body to exit the kitchen door, leaving the two men puzzled.

You quickly run your eyes through the customers inside the small café, but he's not there. Your eyes catch him leaving the door with a glass of Americano in his right hand and a small pack of cookies on his left.

You did not meet him yet, but you know when you will see him again.

Thats right, tomorrow.

The last rays of sun lights are slowly fading off, the sky is beautifully painted orange and purple. You tighten the apron over your waist and with the textbook smile youre taking in orders and payments once again.

"Good afternoon, what can I help you with? Maybe a special menu today? Rainbow bubble tea made especially for you." You wink at the man in front of your cashier counter.

He chuckles, "I'd take that as a yes, if you're going to sit with me in that table at the corner."

You blush and punch in his order, "That means youre having Americano today, because I am not free until my shift ends at 9."

He glances at his watch, "Three hours is nothing compared to a week. Please add a slice of rainbow cake too! I am waiting for my date until 9 tonight." He offers you his deadly smile, and you cannot feel your legs.

Chanyeol and Baekhyun heard everything, when Sehun goes away to his chair; the two men take their cue to mess with you.

"What do you want for a drink? Let me prepare it for you." Chanyeol takes over the cup in my hand and makes the order.

"Of course strawberry boba, right?" Baekhyun winks and walks to take a slice of rainbow cake and cheese cake.

"You love my cheese cakes right? Now, go sit with him and we will take over your part." Baekhyun unties your apron and pushes you to Sehun's table direction.

What? you're surprised with the sudden situation.

"Go get your love, good luck!" the two men unite and push you into his direction. Sehun turns his head and sees you walking to him. He smiles and gets up to pull out your chair.

"Guess this is it, I don't have to wait for three hours by myself, and my date is here already."

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tallulahchanel · 5 years ago

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Beautiful Ones (Chapter 1)

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Nakia was a lot of things. Smart, sophisticated, and—like her umama—she could kick butt like no one’s business. Insecure was not one of them.

Yet, somehow, that woman made her feel that way.

The first time Nakia laid eyes on her was at the UN Conference in Vienna.

She walked two steps behind T'Challa, noticing how tight he gripped his wife's hand for dear life. At some point, Naomi became annoyed and she wiggled her hand out of his grip before swatting him with the other one.

"What are you trying to do? Cut off my circulation?"

T'Challa turned to her and gave her that charming smile she always falls for. "I'm sorry, iplato yetshukela (sugar plum)."

Naomi glared at him, but Nakia could see a smile twitch at the corners of her lips. She giggled at their adorable interaction, earning a quirked brow from Naomi.

"And what do you find so funny?"

The War Dog shook her head. "Nothing, my queen. I just think you two are quite adorable."

Naomi must have mistaken her words for snarkiness because she draped her arm on T'Challa's shoulder and planted a kiss on his cheek. "That's what happens when you're in love."

Nakia returned her queen’s actions with a smirk.

"Agent Ross," T'Challa greeted him the second he laid eyes on him.

"Your Highness," Everett returned as he held out his free hand to shake T’Challa’s—his other cradling a small cup of coffee. He greeted the rest of the group, but his eyes lingered when they locked with Nakia's.

"There you are," a female voice cut through the eye contact and the War Dog's gaze found a woman walking towards them.

She couldn't take her eyes off the woman. Gorgeous, tanned skin, sparkling blue eyes, and shiny blonde hair. Nakia especially took note of the short skirt and matching blazer that drew attention to her nicely toned legs and her perfectly shaped cleavage.

"You just left me at the coffee stand," the blonde woman told Everett as she approached him.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." He gave her an adorable smile.

She returned his smile by flashing her pearly whites. "That's alright. Just don't do it again."

Nakia finally took her eyes off her when the sound of T'Challa clearing his throat got her attention as well as Agent Ross and his......friend.

"My apologies," Everett began as he draped an arm around her shoulders. "Agent Savannah Greene. My partner, who decided to accompany me today. Savannah, this is King T'Challa of Wakanda and his lovely wife Naomi. His guards Okoye and Ayo. And this is Nakia."

The blonde woman's eyes laid on her and a small smile crept on her lips. "So, you're Nakia."

The War Dog smiled back at her. "Yes, I am."

"It's nice to finally meet you. Agent Ross has talked about you non-stop."

"Has he now?" Nakia gave him a flattered smile, but he looked down and sipped his coffee.

"I practically had to beg him to stop." Savannah chuckled while placing a hand on his chest.

The War Dog narrowed her eyes, suddenly overcome with a need to slap that woman’s hand off his chest.

"If I didn't know any better, I would think he had fallen in love with you."

Nakia's brown eyes found Savannah's blue ones and a smirk crept on her lips, relishing the agitation that filled in them. "I've been told that it's not too hard to fall in love with me."

The blonde woman returned her smirk with one of her own and turned to T'Challa. "Agent Ross has informed me that you helped him after he was shot. I cannot thank you enough. After all, I'm nothing without him."

Everett chuckled. "She's exaggerating. She's an exceptional agent, and anyone would be fortunate to work with her."

"Well, I'm honored you think so highly of me." She looked her partner deep in his eyes and batted her long eyelashes, causing Nakia to roll her own.

"If you'll excuse me, Agent Greene, I would like a word with King T'Challa."

"Of course." She smiled at him and stepped off to the side.

Nakia stood next to Okoye when T'Challa excused himself. While she watched the exchange between the two men, she felt a pair of eyes on her. She turned to see Savannah's eyes carefully reading her as if searching for a flaw or something to stand out of place. "Anything I can do for you, Agent Greene?"

"Oh! Nothing. I was just......" she trailed off, unable to conjure a believable response.

Silence fell between them as they went back to watching the exchange between T'Challa and Everett.

"You know," the blonde woman began while sauntering over to her, "Agent Ross doesn't really date."

"Mhmm," Nakia responded, but kept her eyes on the two men exchanging words.

"I'm serious. He’s practically married to his work. Do you know how many times I've found him asleep at his desk with half-empty take out containers?”

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, the War Dog decided to give Savannah her undivided attention. "I'm sure his work keeps him busy."

"It does. Why else do you think he barely has time to date?"

"Well, if Agent Ross is the man I think he is, then he'll find time for it, especially if the right woman comes along." Nakia cocked a brow as a smirk formed on her lips.

"Yes, well....he’ll find the right one in time. For now, I think he's content with focusing solely on his work."

"Agent Greene, if you don't mind me asking, why are you telling me this?"

"Well, you seem like someone special in his life—I gathered that from the way he spoke about you. I thought you might want to know."

"While your concern for his personal life is admirable, I should inform you that there's nothing between Agent Ross and I. He saved my life and I, in turn, saved his. Any communication between us has been that of a professional capacity."

"That's wonderful. Maybe, for the sake of his reputation, it should stay that way."

Before Nakia had the chance to ask her what that meant, Savannah stepped away to retake her place next to her partner.

"I will hold you to that, Everett," were T'Challa's final words to him before ascending the stairs. She took that as her queue to follow him.

"T'Challa," Everett addressed him before clearing his throat. "Umnqweno onomdla kunye neeshishi ezininzi (Good luck and many shoelaces)."

Nakia watched T'Challa’s face carefully and chuckled when his expression softened.

"It was close."

Everett responded with a bright smile. "Don't laugh. I practiced that."

"Enkosi (Thank you), Everett. Enkosi."

Nakia locked eyes with Everett one last time and smiled at him before following T'Challa to the conference room.

When she entered the room, she waved at Kya, who sat in the back next to Shuri. The pair of best friends were soon joined by Everett and Savannah, and her baby sister greeted him with a friendly hug and smiled at Agent Greene.

During the press conference, Nakia kept feeling a pair of eyes on her. Assuming it was Kya, she looked over to smile at her sister, but to her surprise, she locked eyes with Everett Ross, who had a small smile on his lips. With warm cheeks, she returned his smile and turned her attention to the press conference again.

After two hours of long, drawn-out speeches and redundant questions, she was finally released from the conference and she couldn’t wait to go back to the hotel and relax. She met Kya outside and hugged her.

“Hello, omncinci (little one). What did you think?”

“It was amazing.” She lowered her voice to a whisper. “Plus, I noticed that a certain CIA Agent couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off you.”

“Shh.” Nakia shushed Kya just as Agent Ross walked over to them with Agent Greene following behind him. “Hello again, Agent Ross and Agent Greene. Did you enjoy the press conference?”

“Yes,” Savannah answered. “It was informative.”

The War Dog smiled. “I’m glad you liked it.”

“Hi, I’m Kya. I’m Nakia’s little sister.”

“Oh yes, you were the pleasant young lady that sat next to Agent Ross. Nice to meet you.” She gave the youngest Shauku sibling a friendly smile.

“So,” Everett spoke up, his eyes on Nakia, “what’s this about an Outreach Center?”

She smiled at him. “It’s like a community center almost. We’re still in development, but it shouldn’t take too long.”

“I would love to come by someday and see it for myself, if that isn’t a problem.”

“I think we both would,” Savannah interjected, receiving quirked brows from Nakia, Kya, and Everett. She gave her partner a charming smile while placing a hand on his shoulder. “I think it would be an educational experience for me. Don’t you think so, Agent Ross?”

Nakia’s eyes narrowed at Savannah’s perfectly manicured hand on his shoulder.

“Actually,” Kya’s voice earned her attention, “I was just telling my usisi omkhulu (big sister) here that I’m planning a little Grand Opening get together for us and the families in the neighborhood. You should come, Agent Ross.”

Everett smiled at her. “I would be honored.”

“As will I,” Savannah hastily added.

Nakia found Agent Greene’s eyes and the blonde woman gave her a smirk as if she won something.

“Great!” Kya gave them both a bright smile and took her big sister’s hand. “Come on, usisi.”

“Miss Nakia.”

She looked back to lock eyes with Everett, who gave her an adorable smile.

“It was nice seeing you again.”

She returned his smile with one of her own. “It was nice seeing you too.”

~~~

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#beautiful ones #everkia #everett x nakia #nakia x everett #everett ross #nakia #savannah greene

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themaninflannel · 5 years ago

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Orgasms and Cold Pizza (snapshots pt1)

summary: reader met dean senior year of hs Bc she looked out for Sam. She kept in touch with both of them (but more Sam). When Sam goes off to college a sad dean shows up on her doorstep with no warning.

word count: almost 4k wtf

warnings: sad dean, drinking, virgin!reader, smut

A/N: this is part one of a new series im starting that is gonna be snapshots of the reader and deans lives together ~~~~~~~~~~ It may have been two am but I had yet to put down my book, so I was awake when I heard knocking at my front door. I wasn’t going to open it-because hello it was two am- but the knocking kept going so I was just going to tell them off. I opened the door to see a familiar face, and a sad one at that. I blearily rubbed my sleep filled eyes, “Dean?” I’m sure he could hear the confusion in my voice.

“Sammy left,” He said dejectedly.

Without thinking I reached out for him and pulled him into my arms half expecting him to resist but instead he collapsed on to my shoulders. Releasing him, I nudged the door open a little more and pulled him farther inside. Quietly I led him into the kitchen and handed him a beer.

“He left us, he left the life,” Dean mumbled.

“Yeah, umm he told me a while ago that he got into Stanford. I kinda figured he might,” I guiltily ran my hands through my hair.

“He did? He sure as hell didn’t tell dad and me,” he stood up, running his hands over his face.

My legs, working on their own, carried me across the room until I was right in front of him, “Dean. You know he didn’t leave because he wanted to leave you, right?” I said putting my hand on his arm.

He rolled his eyes, “Yeah,”

“Hey, I mean it,” My voice was soft but firm. “You’ve always looked out for your brother, he knows that.” I was met with sullen silence.

After a few minutes of quietly sipping on our drinks he spoke up. “I mean I know this life ain’t easy but college, man!?”

“You know the boy’s always liked school,” I said jokingly, trying to lighten the mood. It did not work. “Alright. Are we getting drunk then?”

“Yep,” he said after downing the rest of his beer, “you got anything stronger?”

“Oh do you doubt me, Winchester?” I got up and opened the pantry to show the assortment of liquor bottles.

“Well then,” he raised his eyebrows as I dropped a bottle of whiskey in front of him, keeping the vodka for myself.

Once Dean had made it most of the way through his bottle he seemed more nostalgic than sad, “Do you remember back in high school…” he paused to take another drink, “when you thought Sammy needed to be taken care of?”

“Hey! In my defense he was very small then! And he did get picked on,”

“Ok, fair enough” he raised his hands in defense, “I’m glad you had his back,”

“Yeah well, someone had too since you kept getting in trouble,” It continued on like this for a while until I had deemed it time to cut Dean off and make him go to bed. “Alright come on, I’ll get you settled in my room,”

Just as I was leaving the room I heard a voice behind me, “do you think he’s gonna come back?”

“Honestly? I don’t know, but I know that just because he went off to school doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you,” I said turning back towards him and sitting on the bed.

“Psh. I know dads not the biggest joy in our lives but why can’t he just suck it up?” My heart broke when his voice cracked. Even in the dark I could tell he was tears eyed.

“He and your dad have always had a tricky relationship,” I commented, scooting closer to him.

“Yeah,” he scoffed, “you should have seen it the night he left,” I could see on his face that it had gotten bad between them that night.

“I never liked your father,”

“He didn’t like you much either,” he admitted.

“Well, I’d imagine not!” It got quiet as we both remembered the first time I had met John Winchester.

Sam had invited me over to study for a history exam, even though I was a senior and he was a freshman we were in the same class. He was slightly embarrassed to tell me that he lived in a motel but that quickly faded once we got to studying. We were almost done when his brother came back.

“Heya Sammy,”

“Dean! I thought you were supposed to be gone all day?”

“Eh, got bored,” he dismissed. Flopping down on one of the beds, opening up a magazine. “Dads gonna be pissed you brought her over,”

“What is your problem with me Dean?” I spoke up, I wasn’t gonna let Sam get pushed around like that.

“I don’t care either way, but dad doesn’t like us having people over,” As if on queue an older man opened the door.

“Boys,” He gruffly acknowledged the boys, not noticing me at first, “who’s this?” He gestured to me, his voice making it clear that there was more involved in his question.

“Oh, umm,” Sam stuttered.

“I’m Y/N, I was helping Sam study but we were just finishing up,” I jumped in trying to help the poor boy out.

“Well Y/N, it’s probably about time you were heading out. I have some business to discuss with my boys.”

In class the next day Sam barely looked at me, and Dean-well Dean never paid me much attention anyway. After the bell rang I ran after Sam before Dean could drive off.

“Sam! Wait up dude,” he ignored me until I was close enough to grab his elbow, “Hey, what’s wrong? It’s like you were somewhere else today,”

“Oh, uh, hey Y/N,” he was clearly avoiding the question. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Dean walk up to the car, seemingly hiding his face.

“Come on Sammy, get in the car,” As he got in the car I caught a glimpse of a purple bruise on his jaw.

“Um sorry, we have to get home before Dad” Sam explained shyly. As they drove away I connected the dots between Dean’s bruise and their fear of their father. Right then and there I decided I was going to protect Sam as much as I could, I doubted Dean would let me but I knew I was gonna try.

“You should probably get some sleep,” Dean’s voice was hoarse, and much closer than I had realized. At some point we had ended up leaning on each other, slumped in the center of the bed.

“Alright, but I’m not leaving you here to be sad and alone so don’t hog all the covers,” I sleepily shuffled under the blanket, Dean sliding in beside me. He fell asleep almost immediately, but me? I was laying there trying to wrap my brain around this version of Dean, the version thats cocky and tough I’m familiar with but this vulnerable and insecure Dean is a side I hadn’t seen before. Somewhere in the night we had ended up wrapped in each other's limbs, his head on my chest, his arms circling my waist.

Dean was still asleep when I woke up; I laid there with my hand in his hair, realizing that this was as relaxed as I had been in a long while and I was in no rush to wake him up. We stayed like that until Dean started to stir,

“Morning sleepyhead,”

“Oh uh, mornin’,” he mumbled, rolling away seemingly embarrassed.

“How ya feeling after last night? You downed most of that whiskey,” I teased, poking his shoulder.

“Ha-shut up, I’m fine”

“Well, personally I am severely under-caffeinated so I’m gonna go make coffee,” I said definitively, pushing myself up heading to the kitchen. Dean got up and followed me, pointedly ignoring how we woke up.

“You wanna coffee?” I asked, reaching up to the cabinet where my favorite mug was.

“Yes, please,” he said emphatically, running his hands over his face to wake himself up a little.

“Ok, you gotta tell me more about what you and your brother do,” I slid a mug across the island to him, “I mean he told me a little bit about the life, and you’ve filled me in a little, but I’m curious,”

“Nah, you don’t need to know how fucked up the world actually is,”

“Please. I already know the world is a flaming piece of garbage, you wouldn’t be bursting any bubbles with that realization,” My voice came out more cynical than I meant.

“You really wanna know? About all the things that go bump in the night? All the monsters who are dying to eat your face?”

“Yeah. If I’m gonna have to live in the world with all that crap then I’d like to at least know what’s what,” I didn’t expect him to actually tell me, but he launched into stories about the creatures that he and Sammy have fought. We talked for hours, me asking questions, him telling stories. By the time he seemed to have run out of stories and he deemed I was sufficiently afraid it was early afternoon.

“Shit, is it already three? I should get on the road soon,”

“Do you have to? You can stay here another night, ya know,” I hoped he would stay.

“Are you sure? I don’t wanna over stay my welcome, I already showed up out of the blue-“

“Dean. You’re staying.” I interrupted, “you can show up any time, I like the company,”

After convincing him to stay we ordered pizza and settled in for a chill night of movies and beer.

After we stuffed ourselves with pizza and watched as many shitty comedies as we could handle, we were tipsy and sleepy and I made the executive decision that it was time for us (well, at least me) to crash for the night. After telling Dean he could watch whatever he wanted I headed into my room, put on comfy clothes and got curled up under the covers. A while after, when I was just starting to drift off I heard the door open,

“Hey, Y/N? You still awake?”

“Hmm? Yeah,” my voice was thick with sleep.

“Can I- um can I sleep in here again?” He sounded so timid, not at all like the over confident persona he normally put on.

“Of course, come ‘ere,” I smiled, pulling the blankets down on the other side of the bed. He took his jeans off leaving him only in his boxers and climbed in next to me.

“You sure this is ok?” He asked again before fully relaxing.

“Dude, if I wasn’t chill with it I wouldn’t have said yes. Plus, you slept in here last night anyway,”

“I know, and we ended up the way we did this morning and I just- I wasn’t sure-“ I cut him off by pulling his arm over my side and shushing him. With him as the big spoon I think he had gotten it through his head that I wanted him there.

“Hey dean?” He grunted in acknowledgment, “You show up here after almost four years, I just- I gotta ask, why here? Why did you come to my door?” He was silent for a long time, I thought he may have fallen asleep.

“Honestly?” I nodded, “I don’t know, you were one of the few people who knew Sammy like I did, and who knew about our lives,” he paused, “I think it just seemed the least complicated place to go.” He finished quietly.

“Fair enough, I’m glad you did though. I worry about you boys,” we fell back into a comfortable silence before he spoke again.

“Ok, my turn to ask something,” I twisted until I was facing him.

“Go for it,”

“Why is it just you living here? Doesn’t it get lonely?”

“Sometimes, but I like having the place to myself,”

“I always liked to think that after Sammy I left, you would have shacked up with some dude and lived the apple pie life,”

“Oh please. You know that’s not my style,” I scoffed, “and as far as me and dudes there’s never been anyone of importance,”

“Really? No one?” He seemed surprised by this.

“What? Is it so hard to believe?”

“But why?”

“You’ve met me, you know feeeelings aren’t my thing,”

“Ok but like what about hookup or something, you did go to college right? Isn’t that part of college life?”

“I don’t like doing new things with strangers, it is what it is. I’m not upset about it,” I shrugged.

“Just wouldn’t have pegged you as a virgin,”

“Oh I give off slutty vibes do I?” I teased him.

“No- I just- never mind,” I could practically see him mentally smacking himself in the forehead.

“Good night, Dean,” I rolled back over and he wrapped his arm back around my waist.

The next morning I woke up with Dean still pressed against my back, I don’t know if we moved at all in the night. I just knew that I slept like a rock. And that there was something poking me in the back. It took me a minute to figure out what it was but when it dawned on me I couldn’t help but giggle a little bit.

“Hey, ummm, Dean?” It came out higher than I meant it to.

“Hmm?” He sleepily responded, “oh shit, Y/N I’m sorry, I didn’t mean- it just-it does that sometimes,” He moved away from me covering his face with his hands.

“I didn’t say I was upset about it,” I slowly pulled his hand down until he could see me.

“What…. Y/N..? Huh?” You’d think he was the virgin not me.

“I said, I wasn’t upset. I just thought you should know that your dick-“

“Whoa! Ok, enough,” he cut me off. Turning his body to face me, our faces closer together than before, “are you serious?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” My voice came out thin and whispery, but I leaned towards him anyway. I could almost hear my heartbeat in my ears, but the second that his lips touched mine that was the only thing I could focus on. After a second he pulled back with a questioning look in his eyes, I nodded and he kissed me again. Harder this time, his tongue finding its way into my mouth, my hand to his hair, his hands...everywhere. We stayed like that for a few minutes before he pulled away again, this time taking his whole body a few inches away from mine pulling a needy whine (that I will deny ever happened) out of me.

“Wait...wait, we can’t do this,” he said breathlessly.

“And why the hell not?”

“You’ve never…your first shouldn’t be me,”

“Why not. You’re not a stranger and there doesn’t need to be feelings. Checks all my boxes,”

“Oh wow, you sure know how to make a guy feel special,” I rolled my eyes and pulled him so his face was close to mine again.

“We don’t have to if you don’t want to, but I want this. You’re not taking advantage or anything like that, ok?” That was all he needed to hear before pushing himself so he was hovering over me, mouth back on mine, hands in my hair. Soon his mouth moved along my jaw and down my neck making sounds come out of my mouth that I didn’t think I could make. I could feel him smirking as he moved back up to my jaw. I could feel his hands start to migrate under my shirt, stopping just below my rib cage. I knew he was waiting for permission before going any farther so I pushed him onto his back before tearing my shirt off and leaning over him so I was on top.

“No bra?” He questioned his hand automatically going to my boobs, flicking one of my nipples.

“Who sleeps in a bra?” I tried to say it jokingly but his mouth found my other nipple making it turn into a gasp. I tried to get back at him by grinding my hips down on the bulge that was now under me. He made a delicious gasp/moan sound that just made me never want to stop. I slowly shifted myself, kissing my way down his chest, giving attention to each nipple as I passed it, eventually making my way down to his happy trail and the edge of his boxers.

“Ahh…..sweetheart… you don’t-you don’t have to do that. Not... for your first time,”

“Oh, but what if I want to?” The words came out sugary sweet, just the thought of what was about to happen was enough to dampen my underwear. I looked up at him for permission and he nodded, his eyes closing when I turned my attention back to the waistband of his boxers. He moaned loudly when I placed soft kisses on his fabric covered length before I pulled his shorts down and he kicked them the rest of the way off. Once he was fully exposed I took a second to admire what I saw; the toned muscle of his chest, the soft skin on his stomach, all the way down to his perfectly pink cock standing up out of a bush of dark curls.

“Like what you see?” He teased.

As an answer I leaned back down and licked a stripe from his balls all the way up to his leaking head. I earned a gasp and then a groan when I took the whole head into my mouth hollowing my cheeks and taking in as much of him as I could, one hand coming up to pump the part that I couldn’t fit in my mouth and the other reaching up and playing with his balls.

“Holy….you shouldn’t be..how do you….” He gave up trying to make coherent sentences when I took his dick out of my mouth and sucked one of his balls. Once I had given them enough attention I moved back to his shaft, lavishing it in kisses and licks.

“Ok...I’m not gonna…. you gotta stop… if you want this to last…” he brought his hand to my face and pulled me back up so he could kiss me. His other hand came around my hip and flipped us so he was hovering above me with a shiteating grin on his face. It was his turn to tease me, he moved down so his face was right above my belly button. His fingers hooked into the waistband of my sleep shorts pulling them off. As soon as he had me naked he went back to kissing and licking everywhere he could, after some pleading from me he finally moved back between my legs where I needed him most. He licked a stripe between my folds, giving extra attention to my clit. I could feel the knot in my stomach tightening already, my breathing getting faster. He was still swirling his tongue in circles when one of his large fingers pushed into me making me moan and arch my back, pushing impossibly closer to his face. I could feel him smiling as he continued to work his finger in and out of me, eventually adding another curling them upward reaching that one spot that I could never quite reach myself. The knot in my stomach tightened even more, my hips bucking on their own.

“D.. I’m close..”

“Let go baby, I wanna taste it,” that’s all it took for me to cum on his face. Blissed out and breathing heavily I almost missed Dean looking smug wiping my juices off of his chin.

“We don’t have to keep going…” he said and I think he really would have been totally fine stopping if I asked but I was nowhere near ready to be done.

“Condoms are in the nightstand,” was my bold way of saying I wanted to keep going. I could tell it caught him by surprise but before I could say anything else he had plopped himself on top of me to get to the drawer.

“Eager much?”I laughed as his full body weight was still splayed over me. He rolled his eyes and kissed me again rolling the condom on. I could feel his hard length resting against my stomach as we kissed, all tongues and teeth. We had gotten past the timid part and were both ready for more. He shifted and I could feel the tip hit my sensitive clit making me gasp, his cock slid between my folds and pushed into my entrance, he stopped making sure I was good before he slowly pushed the rest of the way in. Once he was fully seated inside me, his head fell down on my shoulder, his lips moving on my neck. I got impatient and moved my hips making him slip out a little bit, Dean took the hint and started to move. His pelvis hit my clit every thrust and he one of his hands came up and played with my nipple, I was overwhelmed by all the new sensations that I didn’t even realize I was making sounds that I had never made before. With each movement dean hit that spot inside that made my eyes roll back, before long I could feel the knot tightening again. Deans thrusts started to get shaky and uneven,

“I’m not gonna last…” he grunted, his face buried in my neck.

“Me… neither,” my hips bucked and with one more snap of his hips I came undone. That was all it took for him to spill himself into the condom. He collapsed next to me throwing the condom in the trash.

“Well….” I exhaled, breathing heavily.

“Yeahhh…” deans breathing matched my own.

“Soo, I’m not a virgin anymore,”

“No you are not,” He sounded real happy with himself. And honesty, and couldn’t blame him.

“Job well done I’d say,” I reached over to high five him.

We laid there in exhausted silence for a while before either one of us had enough energy to do anything.

“Well, I am starving and there is cold pizza in the fridge,”I declared as I got out of bed and threw on some comfy clothes. I was halfway through my second piece of cold pizza when dean came trudging out of my room. With my mouth full of pizza I gestured to the open box.

“So…” Dean awkwardly rubbed the back of his head, “you’re really good with what just happened?”

“Why wouldn’t I be? Organs and pizza is a good way to start the day,”

“I don’t know, I mean it was your first time?”

“Oh D, are you worried I’m gonna fall in love with you?” I mocked.

“What no- I just- I was checking on you is all!”

“Ohhh little defensive much? Maybe I should worry about you falling in love with me,” I teased waving pizza in his face.

When we had finished making fun of each other the topic turned serious.

“So, you gonna head back to your dad today?” I asked.

“Yeah, I should actually head out soon,” he said quietly. We chatted for a while longer before he decided it was time for him to go. He gathered his things and made his way to the door,

“Just one thing before you go,” I stopped him in the doorway, “give your brother a call, ok? He walked out on your father not on you,”

“Yeah, I will. Thanks sweetheart,” he hugged me and then he was gone. It had been four years since I met him in high school and I wondered if I would ever see the green eyed hunter again. I sure hoped I would.

#dean x reader #dean x reader smut #dean x reader fluff #dean winchester imagine #mine #supernatural #supernatural fic

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moonlightjeno · 5 years ago

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swashbuckle and islands

a/n : this boy will be the death of me i love him so much. excuse my horrible grammar. my fav gif, and has nothing to do with the story lol but enjoyyy

genre : angst + fluff

pairing : readerxjeno & readerxmark

word count : 2.6k

okay,

okie, be ready for this mess

and excuse any non spaced words my space bar isn’t working properly

cool so your from an island

which imma call Skye bc i can

now your mum is originally from Skye, and had like second cousins of a cousin or whatever to throne but she married you father who was from the mainland

which is a big no no but at the time she didn’t care bc she was so in love

skip forward a couple of years and the father is a complete ass

doesn’t work or really do much except order your mum around

anyone who has a wonderful father or really good parents im sorry don’t attack me this is for the story

so, mum has had you and your older brother, whom your brother continues to admire your father bc he really just wants love and is hella lost in this mess of a world

Moving on

you used to have a really good relationship with your father until he changed.

cheated on your mother, and would blame it on you mum

in response you really just tried to help you mum get through this mess

big big mess

your brother, at the beginning helped and tried to calm your father

boy kinda gave up, hela understandable

and left to the mainland to study medicine

wooot go him

but you were devastated because you were now alone

now bc your brother has left your father has really worsened and blocks your freedom more and more

The point where you were literally only allowed to like go to school, work in the fields and be a servant

sksksk

now remember how your mum was like the second cousin or smth to the royal crown?

Twas was importanttt

that managed to get you a study abroad year in london,

queue your best friend mark entering

this boy showed you what freedom was and felt like for the first time since your father went off rails

iss been like a good 13 years and you're like 16 ??

I digress

mark literally made you feel more yourself because of his natural outgoing and easy behavior

It really was pretty amazing

And then the hiding and going out late at night was over

It was back to no friends, working at the field

sad life tbh

I must note, that because mark lived in canada bc why tf not

y’all couldn’t really communicate

this is set when pirates where a thing, think of pirates of the caribbean

I love those movies

okie, progress two years

of you thanks to you mum’s second cousin related human lol

you became friends with the cousins friends daughter

y’all really had known each other since they were smol

but hadn’t really been friends, bc the girl was pretty quite and a beaut

even her own father treated her better than she treated her own daughter

smh, ik this is a cliche live with it

but overall she was a really good person and kinda managed to sneak you around the island when you weren't on “duty” for your father

though its not that you didn’t like working in the fields bc you loved helping out with the animals and occasionally give food to those who were less fortunate than you and really couldn’t afford it

being a trooper, that you are you often told your friend idk wanna give her a name so y’all could come up with one if it were up to me it would be lilith about what you would see around the island and how the country was pretty not doing a okay

she would listen and talk about her own problems and how she wished she could travel and paint everything

Bonding over traveling yep yeo

one day, you were supposed to work in the fields as you tend to have to do to the cows, and sheep and horses, while picking up the apples? from the trees ??

Idk i don’t farm

either wayyyy

you had finished your tasks early, and had struggled, and i mean stRuGgLed to get away from your father

he was in one of his moods today, shouting at everyone and refusing to admit he needed help

it was a constant reminder of every bad thing every failure that could happen in your life every thing you didn’t want for yourself or your mum who had slowly been getting sick and y’all had some money that could have helped her but your father thought that she deserved the illness

and i quote he said “everything happens for a reason child, if your mother had treated me and had been a good person this wouldn’t have happened to her, but alas some people deserve what they get”

skskskks

he continued to say how “i on the other hand, have been a good man all my life, have always helped others so i don’t get sick”

this man i swear to god this has actually happened help

being very much done with your father who you really wished would just disappear and leave you and your mom who no longer lived with you but now lived with lilith to be

you had thought of running away for a very long time, though never knew how to get off the island it seemed impossible

sure you knew how to fight, somewhat by watching the guards and the little training mark you had taught your two years ago.

missing mark hours but it wouldn’t compare to the guards of the royals who would never aid you

and even if they had, you had never learned how to sail which was ironic as the island you lived in wasn’t very large. Your only method of transportation has been your legs and your families faithful horse lethian ?? who really was your favorite out of all the animals

running away from the trapped life had always felt like a dream, one that you had lived for for the small year in london with mark

you thought about running away again, the idea of sneaking into a trading boat slowly forming in your mind

you could take her your mum and lilith and travel the world go to london again and paris and canada and re-unite with the friend you missed the most

a smile had formed on your previous grim face, the dream something you held onto until your eyes opened and smoke covered the sky

a ringing began in your ears and you tried to stop it, your hands covering your ears in an attempt to stop the noise but the ringing only got stronger

the sky was black, shots were heard were the village people yelled in panic

you looked out towards the sea and could see the outline of a ship

a very large ship

oh shit

a pirate ship

the flag blew proudly in the boat and from where you stood the bone white skull that contrasted against the black around it was made visible everytime the wind blew

you gasped, everything anyone had told you about pirates were that they weren’t to be trusted

they were ruthless and would do nothing to stop from getting what they wanted

the stories you'd heard all came to the same conclusion you see the flag you run in the other direction

you pace quickened and in small time you were running towards the blazing village now up in smokes fire and fog covering the bakery, and fields

the school that had taught you the basics of reading and writing until girls weren’t allowed to attend was a blaze royal guards their black and purple uniforms waved their hands around and pointed their too heavy too unbalanced swords not being of much use

mom

she should be safe

safe with lilith you thought, looking back towards were the small castle stood its bold flag still flying proudly in the grey and black sky

safe , shes safe you keep telling yourself a constant buzz that you repeated over and over to yourself in order to continue moving towards the castle walls

you only lasted a solid five minutes before the guards were holding the civilians back

you sighed angry these idiots being more preoccupied with holding back the citizens who were trying to get to safety behind the castle walls than actually dealing with the threat at hand

who hired them really??

being the stubborn human you are you decided to head towards the back entrance as yuo saw a flash of blonde hair headin towards the back gate of the castle

oh no was your immediate thought their gonna get to lilith and mum

all the guards had been directed out of castle except a few that had stayed inside to keep the royal fam safe the infirmary had been left unguarded

you looked around trying to look for a familiar face, a familiar guard who youd seen at a practice lilith had dragged you too she had said it was too “admire suitors” you had shaken your head and laughed

you had no interest in tying yourself to a man that would treat you like something to throw around but you let her revel in her fantasies

no familiar face was found so you turned and ran towards the blonde head you had seen walk towards the back entrance grabbing a sword from one of the dead guards

your cursed the clothes women were given making it impossible to run in impossible to fight in

the blonde boy turned around at your approach, he was young you noticed

probably your age, his grin was deviant and his eyes were mocking as she approached

“please” you tried “don’t hurt hurt anyone else”

the boy looked at you with a puzzled look at laughed, slashing away at the thorns and vines that encircled the back door to the castle as he found the lock and tried to break it open

you got closer, looking at the broken glass bottles that littered the floor and torches that lit up the fogged street

the boy was too busy with the look to realize the girl that had come behind him and hit him in the back of the head with the swords dull pommel the boy let put a yelp before collapsing at your feet

your small victory lasted a small time and before you noticed the boy you had tied with the thorns and vines from the door, which continued to be locked

your mum and lilith as far as you knew safe

began to stir and as his eyes opened another boy appeared at the end of the alley

his hair seemed to be part of the night sky, falling over his dark eyes.

“mark!” the black haired boy cried, his hand at his scimitar pointed directed towards you his other hand had managed to slip a dagger out of god knows where and sliced mark’s binds

mark the name sent a shock through you and you took a closer look at the young boy whose eyes were now wide open no anger shown

but instead amusement and the joyous spark you had once known

he looked so different

the black haired boy still had a sword at your throat and you swallowed briefly

“mark?” you gasped feeling the tip of the sword against your neck a small movement and it would nick your skin, blood would swell

‘Mark’ looked at you again and laughed,

the black haired boy looked confused “let her go jeno”

jeno was like ‘excuse me ? she knocked you unconscious no i'm not doing that’ he didn't say it but mark understood and laughed again this time it was more mischievous a feral grin adorned his features

“let her go, she’s coming with us” jeno and you were both like huh? has this boy gone mad?

probably letss be realll

“umm no im not” you snapped at the boy you once knew, you glared at jeno who had regrettably removed his sword away from your neck but had placed the dagger threateningly close to your back ashe forced you to move along

you didn’t get an answer from mark who still seemed very entertained by the whole situation

he had changed so much since you’d last seen him *sigh*

you three walked back towards the village and you hadn’t realized how the screams of pain and fear were no longer heard

more than a few guards littered the floors and you tried not to gasp as jeno forcefully continued to move you towards the sea its waters black

the walk to the pirate boat seemed to last ages, the sun had begun to set in the sky casting dark purple and red shadows above the black water that didn’t reflect any light. It broke your heart to see the usually clear water be black, the animals that lived in the waters probably struggling to survive.

when you finally arrived, the panic began to settle in again. you didn’t know if your mum and lilith were safe, you didn’t know what would happen and the boy you knew two years ago had changed so much that you could no longer read what he was thinking

the ship loomed in front of you, you hear the small buzz of chatter from the ship and laughter

why was there laughter in such a horrible place ??

“Come on” mark said, already walking getting onto the ship, not looking back at the mess they had left behind

You no longer felt the sharp prick of a dagger or sword at your back, but instead it had been replaced by a strong hand guiding you towards the ship

the contact startled you, and you straightened and continued to walk forward the ship only a few feet away, you still held onto the rock that you had hit mark with, your sword taken away by jeno

you forced your feet to stop moving, because one more step and you’d be on the pirate’s boat, and ducked, and made a weak attempt at attacking the black haired boy behind you hitting him with the small rock you had on the leg

you begin to move away from the boat. The victory lasted a solid second before jeno had his arms around you, pinning your hands behind your back. No longer smiling, or understanding in his dark eyes. you glared at him and then at mark who had finally turned around, a sort of sadness passed over his features before he spoke

“you can’t run away y/n” he said calmly. “remember in london? when you dream about running away, leaving this island and exploring the world? away from your father?”

his words shocked you, but you didn’t want to leave your mum she had no one else

“i can’t just leave mark !! my mum, she’s still there and i can’t just leave her with father” a look of recognition and understanding flitted through jeno’s face and reflected in mark

“i know, i know but if you stay here and go back” the boy shook his head, the dark of the night making his blonde hair a dull light in the fog,

you knew, that in many ways he was right. if you did go back the villagers had seen you with the pirates, being taken by them as the village had burned down and you weren't scared. the worst scenario would be that if you did go back they would imprison you, ask you for information

hurt mum, hurt lilith even is she was part of the royals

you felt the tears well up in your eyes, and refused to let them fall

“we aren’t all that bad” peeped jeno’s voice who had softened again, until you looked at him and his gaze hardened

you forced yourself a small smile, and placed your foot on the board of the boat

“Let’s go swashbucklers” you said,

after all, the stories you’d heard had come from your father, and all his stories were a lie.

a/n : i hope y’all enjoyed that. ik there wasn't much jeno lol but i’m planning on king this a series if you want? send me an ask, if you do! either way,

peace out luvs,

stay safe

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weird-alterhuman-culture-is · 14 days ago

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weird alterhuman culture is having multiple versions of the same kintype and trying to figure out which is which

#mod rubik #alterhuman #otherhearted #otherkin #therian #weird alterhuman culture is #theiran #alterbeing #queueing things today because im busy sorry :(

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hyphypmic · 6 years ago

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Hi guys!

Im really sad to say this, and i hate to disappoint you all but... i dont think I’ll be opening requests this month’s 4th Friday... and for a while after that.

I legit started school today and wow, it was just orientation but I’m so sure I’m gonna be busy. The school is teally emphasizing how the 890+ of us are the “cream of the crop” because out of the 14K+ that applied to the school as their first choice... that was it. The selected 890. I’m feeling very oressured and uh... i genuinely think I gotta study a hell ton harder if I wanna even just cope.

But hey, I’m not gonna leave you all high and dry. Rest assured, my free time and the time I will take to relax my mind will be used for writing for this blog because it’s really such a repreive and like a wonder and pleasure to write. I love getting lost in imagination and ideas that I don’t get to usually put on paper. My favourite HS teacher really told me to keep writing because I need to relax and like let out emotions, or for the sake of it, have some fucking fun and have like light ij the midst of stress.

Another reason though for not opening this month is because...I currently have 212 requests in my inbox and uh... 65 in my queue. That’s a shit ton ofc. I’m still posting twice a day, but given that time frame your requests will take a while.

I’m really sorry if any of the things I said disappointed ya’ll. But again, I’m not leaving ya’ll! I’ll keep writing and I’ll just do my best because ya’ll are the best! Ya’ll keep me motivated really uwu. I wanna improve as a writer and this blog is helping me a lot. I don’t wanna stop... it’s just college you know?

Thank you so much!!! I love you all!

TL;DR: not opening requests for a while, 65 in queue currently, 212 in inbox, college just started, i’m still writing tho so don’t worry, it’s just requests won’t open for a while

#announcement #hypmic #hypnosis mic #hypnosis microphone #announcements

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busanbunnie · 6 years ago

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ooc; i feel like i owe everyone an explanation about why i dropped off the face of the earth regarding ims / current responses / discord. pls forgive me. ♥

i haven’t written in over a month and a half now -- my queue has been on to post once a day at midday uk time and that is slowly running out. i have so many drafts and i literally owe everyone along with memes and sweet asks that many of you have sent. on top of that i haven’t been on discord pretty much at all for the past two weeks bar a couple of times for personal reasons. here is my explanation. my dog has been severely ill for two months now and unfortunately two weeks ago we had to say our goodbyes. in between looking after him and working two jobs, i simply couldn’t get online to do replies. a week after that happened my boyfriends mum got very ill and had to be rushed into surgery (personal matter so i won’t go into detail) so that is something i’ve been dealing with and helping him cope with. this week i’ve been celebrating my birthday in london despite all the shit that has been going on so again, i haven’t had my laptop or anything with me nor did i have any signal on my phone so again, i was unable to be reached upon discord & im. these next three weeks i will be busy packing up as i’m moving seven hours away from my home to live with my boyfriend but i’m gonna make it so i can get on here again because i miss everyone.

i WILL be answering discord & ims tonight & i will try and get to asks either today/tomorrow. i will also be sending some asks around to people myself because despite my absence i have been thinking of you all and missing you all a lot. unfortunately real life comes first and while it was never my intention to just disappear, i’ve been through a lot of heartbreak this past month and the last thing i wanted was to come online. at one point my computer wasn’t even switched on for an entire week. i miss hana, i miss writing and i miss creating stories with people. all i can do is apologise for me upping and leaving but i understand if people are upset and for that i am sorry. i hope everybody is doing well and have been taking care of themselves! i personally am beginning my healing process but i know it will take some time.

this all being said, i want to thank you for those who have continuously checked in despite me not answering ( i promise you now that i never intentionally ignored, i legitimately just haven’t been on ) but it genuinely means the world to me so truly, thank you from the bottom of my heart for showing your care, love and support. i’m also looking into going back to my tifa lockhart account as i miss her dearly. hana song will still be here and i will still be writing her, i just miss both the babies a lot! so if you wanted to follow/interact with her as well ( she isn’t quite revamped yet ) let me know and i will give you the url so when she is up and running once more we can interact!! all this being said, imma message people now!! i love you all so much & i can’t actually believe i haven’t lost any followers in my absence... i truly appreciate you all sticking around my potato-ness. you’re all gems!!

#mun;note #psa

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verdigrisprowl · 7 years ago

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Nov 9 Cards Against Humanity

As hosted by Prowl’s alternate.

Prowl (this Prowl) showed up late. ... And then spent most of the night not talking because of something someone said.

[5:40:56 PM] Permanent link to this game's rounds. [5:40:56 PM] The following Cardcast decks are in use in this game (instructions): [5:40:56 PM] In use: Cardcast deck 'Rescue bots of Griffin Rock.' (code: 6KQ95), with 12 black cards and 25 white cards. [5:40:56 PM] In use: Cardcast deck 'Operation: Cards against Cybertron' (code: NSVZC), with 98 black cards and 303 white cards. [5:40:56 PM] In use: Cardcast deck 'TRANSFORMERS AGAINST HUMANITY' (code: 49ZCR), with 1 black cards and 27 white cards. [5:40:56 PM] You have joined the game. [5:41:15 PM] <unkillablejazz> Another Prowl [5:41:45 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Yes, Prowl, welcome. [5:41:45 PM] <verdigrisProwl> It's an infestation, I know. [5:41:48 PM] <Whiplash> Hello other Prowl! [5:41:50 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Sorry I'm late. [5:41:55 PM] <unkillablejazz> *waves* [5:41:58 PM] <Smokescreen> Hi, not sire! [5:42:08 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:42:29 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Hi, uh... you're not one of the Smokescreens I know, are you? [5:42:56 PM] <Smokescreen> I don't think so? [5:43:07 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *are there seats? if there are seats he's taking a seat.* [5:43:12 PM] <unkillablejazz> How many do you know? [5:43:14 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:43:22 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ((how did i win that lmao)) [5:43:31 PM] <unkillablejazz> I'm behind this round [5:43:43 PM] <verdigrisProwl> That look like him? Two. Three, now. [5:43:55 PM] <Smokescreen> Three? Wow. [5:44:09 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:44:17 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ((i loved all those answers)) [5:44:23 PM] <Whiplash> Smokescreen that was really good [5:44:31 PM] <Smokescreen> I've met only one that looks like me. One who was kinda like me, and one that was a prime [5:44:33 PM] <Smokescreen> thanks! [5:44:50 PM] <verdigrisProwl> My sympathies to that universe. [5:44:59 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:44:59 PM] <Smokescreen> Hey! [5:45:06 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [5:45:13 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> It rhymed [5:45:29 PM] <verdigrisProwl> That's why I played it. [5:46:01 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:46:03 PM] <Smokescreen> These are all good but also bad [5:46:18 PM] <verdigrisProwl> I see I have some stiff competition tonight. [5:46:43 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:46:56 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Surprisingly I'm usually pretty good at this, not today [5:46:56 PM] <unkillablejazz> lol I've gone from winning a game to 0 points [5:47:25 PM] <Smokescreen> Step up your game jazz! [5:47:25 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> you win some you lose some Jazz [5:47:28 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:47:55 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Tsk. I've got the card that would win this round and I'm the czar. [5:48:18 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> I hate it when that happens [5:48:25 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *... who played the Soundwave card.* [5:48:28 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *... one way to find out.* [5:48:30 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:48:46 PM] <Whiplash> I am very sorry. [5:49:05 PM] <Smokescreen> I have questions, Whiplash [5:49:11 PM] <verdigrisProwl> I don't think we're acquainted? [5:49:24 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:49:53 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ... I don't even know what this card is asking for. [5:50:07 PM] <Smokescreen> Im just gonna use any card [5:50:08 PM] <Whiplash> Yes, Smokescreen? [5:50:22 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:50:26 PM] <Whiplash> No, I don't think I've met you either third Prowl! [5:50:37 PM] <Smokescreen> why is my main one [5:50:41 PM] <verdigrisProwl> You are...? [5:51:20 PM] <Whiplash> Whiplash! I'm the second Prowl's news acquaintence [5:51:25 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:51:56 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Whiplash. I believe you're my first Whiplash. [5:52:01 PM] <Smokescreen> All my cards are terrible [5:52:27 PM] <unkillablejazz> meh no great cards for me right now [5:52:42 PM] <verdigrisProwl> I must have got all the good ones. [5:52:45 PM] <Whiplash> Yeah, I'm not surprised! A lot of the multiverse's me's didn't make it past the war [5:52:54 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ... I'm just not getting the right black cards. [5:53:13 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:54:21 PM] Whiplash was skipped this round for being idle for too long. [5:54:25 PM] <Whiplash> Um [5:54:39 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:54:53 PM] <Whiplash> ((it told me I didn't have a card I tried to play and then wouldn't let me pick a new one...)) [5:55:22 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> (hit refresh that usually fixes things) [5:55:36 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ((hate when it does that)) [5:55:52 PM] <Whiplash> ((Oh, thank you!!)) [5:55:58 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:56:28 PM] <unkillablejazz> Who's Brainstorm? [5:56:37 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Do you know Wheeljack? [5:56:37 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:56:50 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Scientist [5:56:56 PM] <Whiplash> Psychotic Wheeljack. [5:57:01 PM] <Smokescreen> I do! [5:57:05 PM] <Smokescreen> He's a former wrecker [5:57:10 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ... Wrong Wheeljack. [5:57:28 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Anyway. *points at Whiplash.* More or less. [5:57:28 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Yeah our Wheeljack is a bit of an outlier compared to his alternates [5:57:49 PM] <Whiplash> I like that Wheeljack the best though [5:57:52 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:57:54 PM] <Whiplash> So far, at least [5:58:07 PM] <Smokescreen> There's a wheeljack who isn't a explosivie throwing I do what I want wrecker? [5:58:14 PM] <unkillablejazz> i know a mech who designation translates as wheeljack. The humans renamed him Queue [5:58:19 PM] <Whiplash> Yeah, that one! [5:58:37 PM] <Whiplash> Queue? How-? [5:58:56 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ... Why would they rename him Queue? I'm pretty sure "Wheeljack" translates pretty easily into most Earth languages. [5:58:56 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:59:08 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Why do Humans think it's alright to rename us when we have perfectly good names already? [5:59:09 PM] <unkillablejazz> Queue is the translation of his senate given dez [5:59:38 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ... Why would he translate a name the senate gave him instead of the name he actually goes by? [5:59:46 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [5:59:49 PM] <Smokescreen> That is a very dumb decision [5:59:51 PM] <Whiplash> Humans worship a gift-giving spawn of unicron [5:59:55 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Thats a good question [5:59:58 PM] <Whiplash> it's hard to explain anything they do [6:00:58 PM] <unkillablejazz> Guess they asked for his creation name [6:01:11 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:01:19 PM] <unkillablejazz> An' assumed Wheeljack was a nickname [6:01:46 PM] <Whiplash> Odd [6:02:02 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:02:14 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ((yall in here slandering energon)) [6:02:48 PM] <Whiplash> George Washington knew Ratchet? [6:02:50 PM] <unkillablejazz> ((never seen it)) [6:03:04 PM] <Smokescreen> (( listen i am innocent )) [6:03:07 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:03:19 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ((it's mediocre and i adore it)) [6:03:34 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> (( Hey I have to let the dog out so continue once my dog is done with his business? [6:03:48 PM] <Whiplash> ((Yep!)) [6:03:50 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ((o7)) [6:04:00 PM] <unkillablejazz> ((sure)) [6:04:46 PM] <Smokescreen> (( let me feed my cat real quick then )) [6:06:21 PM] <unkillablejazz> ((will feed mine too [6:07:46 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> (( I'm back [6:08:18 PM] <unkillablejazz> ((back [6:08:44 PM] Removed: Cardcast deck 'Rescue bots of Griffin Rock.' (code: 6KQ95), with 12 black cards and 25 white cards. [6:08:51 PM] <Smokescreen> ((back [6:08:59 PM] <Whiplash> ((chilling) [6:10:00 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Ready for another Round? by the way, any of you want any snack I'm not getting up to get you all snacks. Getting up on my own is way more work than it looks [6:10:39 PM] <Smokescreen> I always have snacks on me and I'm willing to share [6:10:42 PM] <unkillablejazz> I'm good, but why? [6:11:03 PM] <unkillablejazz> *jazz is clueless about carrying stuff* [6:11:34 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *... curiously leans over to see why. you know. like a bot who never learned not to stare.* [6:11:42 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Carrying. Long story short my center of gravity has shifted and now Its just easier to be pulled up than get up on my own. [6:11:49 PM] Permanent link to this game's rounds. [6:12:08 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> starting strong with this round I see [6:12:27 PM] <unkillablejazz> Carrying what? [6:12:50 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> A sparkling. Basically a smaller cybertronian [6:12:59 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:13:07 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [6:13:27 PM] Tyger has joined the game. [6:13:58 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Hi, Tyger? Not sure I recognize you. [6:14:34 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:14:36 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ... You can tell which rounds nobody had any good cards to play. [6:14:42 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [6:14:44 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> yeah [6:14:46 PM] <unkillablejazz> Are those like symbiotes? [6:15:21 PM] <verdigrisProwl> They're more like parasites, from my understanding. [6:15:32 PM] <Smokescreen> I think you are both confused [6:15:41 PM] <verdigrisProwl> I'm pretty sure I'm not. [6:16:05 PM] <Smokescreen> (( one of my cards is a reference to a riddle in an old spyro game and i am shook )) [6:16:13 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ((amazing)) [6:16:13 PM] <Smokescreen> Very confused [6:16:30 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:16:38 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [6:17:39 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:17:49 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> I stopped apying attention for almost one second and now I have no idea whats going on. so atleast one Prowl is confused. [6:18:03 PM] <Smokescreen> They think the bitlit is a parasite [6:18:13 PM] <verdigrisProwl> They grow inside the body. They live inside you for several months. They leech space, fuel, raw physical materials, and energy from the carrier. [6:18:26 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Technically they're not wrong [6:18:33 PM] <Smokescreen> But that sounds so bad! [6:18:33 PM] <verdigrisProwl> They contribute nothing to the health and well-being of the carrier. [6:18:40 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> the only difference is that the parasite is wanted. [6:18:42 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Eventually they're ejected and live their own lives. [6:18:53 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:18:53 PM] <Smokescreen> Okay whoever picked the Me card is the best [6:18:57 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> It sounds bad but they're not exactly wrong [6:19:12 PM] <verdigrisProwl> I never said it was an undesired parasite. But it IS a parasite. [6:19:30 PM] <Smokescreen> Still a mean thing to say :c [6:19:36 PM] <unkillablejazz> so it can't gett out of you long enough to let you up before continuing what it was doing before? [6:19:58 PM] <verdigrisProwl> It's not mean, it's factual. [6:20:09 PM] <Smokescreen> Those are on in the same [6:20:17 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ... Facts are not mean. [6:20:24 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:20:33 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [6:20:39 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Uh, no. It's not develped enough to live outside my frame yet. [6:20:39 PM] <Smokescreen> Some are [6:21:21 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Facts can be undesireable but not mean I dont think [6:21:42 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ... The intelligence in this line of conversation is steadily declining, so I'm abandoning it. [6:21:47 PM] <unkillablejazz> Like a hatchling's pod then [6:21:48 PM] Tyger was skipped this round for being idle for too long. [6:22:04 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> yes Jazz [6:22:16 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:22:25 PM] Play 3 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [6:22:33 PM] <unkillablejazz> Wait how big does it get?! [6:22:38 PM] <Whiplash> Hatching? What a wonderfully sounding thing! What is that? [6:22:48 PM] <verdigrisProwl> That card about Soundwave's voice is getting some mileage. [6:23:01 PM] <Smokescreen> Apparently Soundwave's voice is that good [6:23:11 PM] <Smokescreen> I've only heard it once [6:23:29 PM] <Whiplash> Has anyone here actually heard that voice? [6:23:43 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> We have a SOundwave living with us temporarily and I haven't hear him speak, only voice clips. [6:23:55 PM] Tyger was kicked for being idle for too many rounds. [6:23:55 PM] Tyger has left the game. [6:23:59 PM] <verdigrisProwl> I'm not sure which universe that Soundwave is from. I'm unfamiliar with the designation for that timeline. [6:24:14 PM] <Smokescreen> I did! And all he said was that 'cons were better than autobots [6:24:25 PM] <unkillablejazz> Hatchlin's are basically fully grown physically but ain't mature mentally [6:24:37 PM] <verdigrisProwl> I've heard... three? Three Soundwaves' voices. [6:24:42 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Two are nearly identical. [6:24:45 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:24:56 PM] <Whiplash> Well, in some cases that's true, Smokscreen [6:25:12 PM] <Smokescreen> Hey, hey. I disagree with that [6:25:15 PM] <Whiplash> And not just in those backwards timeliens eathers [6:25:33 PM] <Whiplash> Here, it's different. Some places, not so much [6:25:36 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> hey, neutral ship - no faction politics [6:25:41 PM] <Whiplash> Sorry [6:25:43 PM] <verdigrisProwl> "Backwards" is a bad descriptor. [6:26:15 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:26:23 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [6:26:25 PM] <Whiplash> Thank you. My vocabulary aims to please [6:26:34 PM] <verdigrisProwl> For one universe to be "backwards" from another, one first has to decide across which axis the reflection is going to be cast by which "backwardness" can be defined. [6:27:18 PM] <Whiplash> I mean you're right. Bots and cons get real uppity when I say that their whole universe is backwards from others. So, wait. Do you have a better name? [6:27:43 PM] <verdigrisProwl> In my universe, energon is pink and Orion was a cop. In this universe, energon is blue and Orion was a librarian, which is about as far from a cop as you can get. Are we a "backwards" pair? [6:28:08 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:28:31 PM] <Whiplash> I meant in ones where Autobots have different values than these autobots. I don't think that they're backwards in that they're bad, just differnet [6:28:42 PM] <Whiplash> Mirrored reflections you could say [6:28:44 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Autobots have radically different values in many different universes. [6:29:24 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:29:40 PM] <verdigrisProwl> If you want to describe a universe that's "backwards," describe WHAT is backwards. [6:30:18 PM] <unkillablejazz> *watching the argument* [6:30:31 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:30:49 PM] <Whiplash> Autobots killing innocents in glee while Megatron protests with all the ferocity of a youngling? [6:30:51 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Otherwise it could be anything. Paint colors? The direction Cybertronian text is written? The electrical charge of atoms? [6:31:13 PM] <Whiplash> My helm, agh, ouch... [6:31:18 PM] <verdigrisProwl> I'd call that "a universe where Autobots slaughter innocents." [6:31:49 PM] <Smokescreen> -Squints at the cards- You all have a terrible sense of humor [6:31:51 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:32:00 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Are you referring, specifically, to the set of universes where Cybertronians have embers instead of sparks? [6:32:08 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> We can't all be winners Smokescreen [6:32:16 PM] <Smokescreen> Wait what? Embers? [6:32:50 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:32:55 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> In very simplified terms its a spark, just with a different name [6:33:34 PM] <Smokescreen> Oh, and here I thought it was something completely different [6:33:47 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> What did you think it was? [6:33:57 PM] <Smokescreen> Fire [6:34:05 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:34:14 PM] <verdigrisProwl> I'm told there's some structural differences, but unless you're a medic or an electrical engineer it's probably functionally the same. [6:34:24 PM] <Whiplash> Prowl you make a very good point. I just wish it didn't have to have to fry so many circuits in my processor [6:34:52 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:35:03 PM] <Smokescreen> Take it from me Whiplash, when arguring with Prowl sometimes you just gotta quit while you can [6:35:16 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *... shuts mouth.* [6:35:26 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Thats good advice [6:35:45 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:35:47 PM] <Whiplash> Oh, were we arguing? [6:35:57 PM] <Smokescreen> Well debating [6:36:47 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:37:18 PM] <Whiplash> That's good advice [6:37:53 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:38:01 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [6:38:05 PM] <unkillablejazz> Well I don't have to worry about the first one [6:38:11 PM] <Smokescreen> How come? [6:38:27 PM] <Whiplash> ((I am so sorry)) [6:39:00 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:39:13 PM] <unkillablejazz> No Cybertron left to ruin [6:39:20 PM] <Whiplash> Same. [6:39:52 PM] <Smokescreen> So it's just gone? [6:40:06 PM] <unkillablejazz> yep... [6:40:17 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:40:26 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Thats unfortunate sorry Jazz [6:41:00 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:42:00 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:42:35 PM] <Whiplash> Like... gone completely? Not just wholly irredeemably gone [6:42:52 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> So any conversatonal material thats a bit happier? [6:42:59 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:43:14 PM] <Smokescreen> Grainger can fetch! Well most of the time [6:43:20 PM] <Whiplash> Grainger? [6:43:22 PM] <unkillablejazz> Didn't find out about it til well afterward. Some one tried to move it through a space bridge [6:43:26 PM] <Smokescreen> Sometimes he just takes the ball and keeps it [6:43:26 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> My Dog [6:43:40 PM] <Whiplash> DOG? I love dogs! [6:43:41 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> He fetches if you define Fetch as throw and then chase him around the ship [6:43:55 PM] <Whiplash> Good exercise then! [6:44:07 PM] Whiplash was skipped this round for being idle for too long. [6:44:17 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:44:21 PM] <Whiplash> ((I played a card :P) [6:45:09 PM] <Whiplash> Congrats Prowl! [6:45:24 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Thanks, hadn't realized we were that close to declaring a winner [6:45:33 PM] <unkillablejazz> gg [6:45:45 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> was kind of surprised [6:45:50 PM] <unkillablejazz> You wre on 9 for a while [6:46:02 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> SO how are you guys feeling another round? [6:46:04 PM] <Whiplash> Yeah, wiped the floor with the rest of us. [6:46:14 PM] <Whiplash> I'm good with whatever [6:46:14 PM] <unkillablejazz> yep [6:46:27 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *shrugs* [6:46:31 PM] <Smokescreen> Another sounds good [6:46:31 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> I always find it odd I do well at this considering most people think Im boreing and have no sense of humor [6:46:40 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> take that Barricade. [6:47:04 PM] Permanent link to this game's rounds. [6:47:13 PM] <unkillablejazz> quiet thinking humor vs verbal humor [6:48:09 PM] <unkillablejazz> this game supports the former [6:48:27 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> I have never had chili fries nor can I eat them but they sound delicious [6:48:28 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:48:47 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *... side-eyes Jazz. side-eyes the card that says "fucking a corpse back to life."* [6:48:48 PM] <Whiplash> Do you have cravings of things you can't have? [6:49:00 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *mumbles something about thinking humor.* [6:49:27 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:49:30 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> not usually, mostly its stuff that I really should eat because its unhealthy [6:49:33 PM] <Smokescreen> I think crude humor is what this game supports even more [6:49:33 PM] <unkillablejazz> *watches sideeye with bemusement* Care to share? [6:49:42 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *shakes head* [6:50:43 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:51:26 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:52:11 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:52:14 PM] <Whiplash> Smokescreen, what are your hobbies..? [6:52:19 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Share my unhealthy snacks that Lockdown has yet to find? No. [6:52:19 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [6:53:45 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:54:10 PM] <Smokescreen> Mixing and matching fuel types because I can, racing obviously, crystal carving, and the occasional harmless prank [6:54:31 PM] <unkillablejazz> fu [6:54:35 PM] <unkillablejazz> fun [6:54:45 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> I can't wait to go to the race track again, I miss that. [6:54:58 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:55:28 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *... casually laces his hands over the back of his neck.* [6:55:47 PM] <Smokescreen> I know! Will you be able to race as soon as the bitlet emerges? [6:56:04 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *has a personal grudge against whoever played the chromedome card.* [6:56:05 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:56:08 PM] <Whiplash> Um why is only one of these nice? [6:56:25 PM] <Whiplash> This poor James really needs friends quite desperately it seems [6:56:28 PM] <unkillablejazz> revenge is sweet [6:57:03 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> *noticed his alternate run his hand over the back of his neck* you alright? [6:57:03 PM] <unkillablejazz> uh [6:57:15 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> *to Smokescreen* maybe depends on how everything goes [6:57:21 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:57:34 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Fine. Crick in my neck. [6:57:55 PM] <Smokescreen> Did you recharge in a weird postition? [6:58:18 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:58:25 PM] <Whiplash> Like a box? [6:58:29 PM] <Smokescreen> A box! [6:58:41 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Boxes are great [6:59:11 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [6:59:14 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *shrugs; straightens back up* [6:59:41 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> So long as your okay [6:59:59 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:00:13 PM] <Smokescreen> Okay but why a bear [7:00:47 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:00:52 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Why not a bear? [7:01:06 PM] <unkillablejazz> bears are loyal and great nurturers [7:01:43 PM] <Smokescreen> Good points [7:02:01 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:02:38 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> I have nothing for this round [7:02:53 PM] <Smokescreen> *side eyes the card about him* [7:02:53 PM] <unkillablejazz> me neither [7:03:03 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Do you have a gambling addiction? [7:03:04 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:03:07 PM] <Smokescreen> No! [7:03:13 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> You're sure? [7:03:19 PM] <Smokescreen> Positive [7:03:19 PM] <Whiplash> Yeah, are you sure? [7:03:40 PM] <Smokescreen> Super sure [7:04:00 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:04:48 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:05:45 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:05:57 PM] <Whiplash> OOh sounds fun [7:06:16 PM] <Smokescreen> Your idea of fun is very strange [7:06:25 PM] <Whiplash> This game is fun... [7:06:33 PM] <Smokescreen> That is true [7:06:33 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:07:06 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> This game is pretty fun. [7:07:20 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:08:20 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:08:35 PM] <Whiplash> Well, I mean if you have a death wish [7:09:14 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:09:27 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> *Prowl pulled out a bag of snacks from one of his hiding places cybertrons equivilant of cheetos* [7:10:18 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:11:11 PM] <Smokescreen> Those are all things to ruin a good day [7:11:24 PM] <unkillablejazz> Well 2 of these are one and the same [7:11:24 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:11:28 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> All are good choises [7:11:33 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [7:12:25 PM] <Smokescreen> I feel like you all caught on to my kind of humor [7:12:30 PM] <Whiplash> Yo, am I so glad I'm not picking [7:12:42 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:13:29 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:13:37 PM] <Whiplash> Are you drawing them? [7:13:37 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [7:13:37 PM] <unkillablejazz> *dies laughing* [7:13:45 PM] <unkillablejazz> All of these [7:14:12 PM] <Whiplash> I got nothing [7:14:27 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> I have nothing as well [7:14:34 PM] <unkillablejazz> yep [7:14:43 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:15:43 PM] <Whiplash> Oh no. Whose dragon? [7:15:53 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:16:30 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:16:38 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Probably from some weird Dragon planet [7:16:39 PM] <Smokescreen> Mooing sounds effective [7:17:03 PM] <Whiplash> *does some kind of ungraceful funky dance thing and almost falls out of chair8 [7:17:23 PM] <unkillablejazz> *snickers* [7:17:47 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:17:54 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> *still eating cyertrons equivilant of cheetos* [7:18:27 PM] <Smokescreen> *just gonna reach over and grab some of Prowl [7:18:33 PM] <Smokescreen> 's snacks* [7:18:43 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:18:51 PM] <unkillablejazz> ((uh oh)) [7:19:05 PM] <Whiplash> ((Death wish)) [7:19:19 PM] <Smokescreen> (( no fear)) [7:20:01 PM] <unkillablejazz> *Watching smokescreen* [7:20:04 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> *adjusts bag so Smokescreen take some but only because Smokes is Prowls son does he get any* [7:20:18 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:20:25 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ... Oh, right. I amend my previous comment. Four Soundwaves. [7:20:32 PM] <Smokescreen> *He is absolutely smug about that* [7:20:55 PM] <Smokescreen> *and very smug about his choice in cards* [7:21:26 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:21:30 PM] <unkillablejazz> Who are the boxcar children? [7:21:32 PM] <Smokescreen> Ha! [7:21:37 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> I feel like I should be offenced [7:21:42 PM] <unkillablejazz> so close [7:21:49 PM] <Smokescreen> I mean in the nicest way possible [7:22:53 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> how you guys feeling? [7:23:00 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *shrugs* [7:23:16 PM] <unkillablejazz> Still good. still awake [7:23:23 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> another round? [7:23:29 PM] <Whiplash> *helpless twisted shrugging* [7:23:35 PM] <Whiplash> Yeah sure why not [7:23:37 PM] <unkillablejazz> sure [7:23:41 PM] <Smokescreen> Yea! [7:23:54 PM] <Whiplash> Has anyone not won? [7:24:01 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [7:24:01 PM] Permanent link to this game's rounds. [7:24:31 PM] <unkillablejazz> You and other Prowl I think [7:24:50 PM] <Whiplash> I won one I thought [7:25:15 PM] unkillablejazz was skipped this round for being idle for too long. [7:25:30 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:25:37 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [7:25:57 PM] <unkillablejazz> It was acting weird and playing last battles results [7:26:08 PM] <Whiplash> strange [7:26:52 PM] <unkillablejazz> it was the same black card though [7:26:57 PM] <unkillablejazz> wasn't it? [7:26:57 PM] <Whiplash> Huh [7:27:08 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:27:09 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> probably a glitch [7:27:12 PM] <Whiplash> Don't think so? [7:27:30 PM] <Whiplash> *doesn't fall out of chair this time* [7:27:52 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:28:48 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:29:38 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:29:39 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> *Still munching on snacks* [7:30:16 PM] <Whiplash> ((The doritos are too far away I won't make ever make it to them, you're taunting me)) [7:30:37 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:31:18 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:31:28 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> thats a horrible App [7:31:53 PM] <Whiplash> so is Tinder [7:32:09 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *doesn't even know what Tinder is* [7:32:12 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:32:31 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> I dont know what that is but it sounds disgusting, Tinder. [7:32:55 PM] <Smokescreen> *just as confused about Tinder* [7:33:14 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:33:17 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *... doesn't know why "Tinder" sounds disgusting, either* [7:33:54 PM] <unkillablejazz> no good cards [7:34:05 PM] <Whiplash> You sure you don't have a problem? [7:34:08 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:34:15 PM] <Smokescreen> 100% sure [7:34:44 PM] <Whiplash> I have such a good card, ugh. [7:35:03 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> I have nothing for this round [7:35:20 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:35:22 PM] <Whiplash> ,,, [7:35:27 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [7:35:31 PM] <Smokescreen> *He's going to dig into his own stash of snacks* [7:35:33 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> I apparently had something round [7:36:38 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Which of your snacks are you eating? [7:36:51 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *... these are all terrible* [7:36:52 PM] <Smokescreen> The jellies [7:37:00 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Nice [7:37:08 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:38:03 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:38:54 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:39:13 PM] <Whiplash> i got nothin [7:39:30 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:40:38 PM] <Whiplash> I like the ones that don't make any sense... [7:40:41 PM] <Smokescreen> Those are all really good [7:40:53 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:41:00 PM] <Whiplash> Yeah honestly [7:41:29 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:42:50 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:43:11 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> That one worked weirdly well [7:43:19 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *nods. thank you.* [7:43:46 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:44:35 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:44:43 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [7:45:20 PM] <Whiplash> This card doesn't make any sense [7:45:31 PM] <Smokescreen> It really doesn't [7:45:44 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *... squirms with the need to explain the card.* [7:45:52 PM] <Whiplash> do itr [7:45:54 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *restrains self.* [7:46:03 PM] <Whiplash> ugh [7:46:11 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:46:53 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:46:59 PM] <Whiplash> RUMBLE! Isn't he adorable? [7:47:28 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> I don't know never met Rumble [7:47:40 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:47:45 PM] <Smokescreen> I just picked that one because it was a name [7:48:33 PM] <unkillablejazz> uh [7:48:47 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:49:17 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:50:26 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:50:34 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [7:50:37 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> There might not be abother card night till after the sparkling comes as an FYI, tried to get Lockdown to join us tonight as well but he's busy trying to secure a job. [7:51:39 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:52:26 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ... what job? [7:52:55 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:53:03 PM] Play 3 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [7:53:05 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> a job, anything to bring in money. [7:53:43 PM] <verdigrisProwl> mm. [7:54:38 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Last we talked he was going to talk to Swindle about fixing up mods and other junk and earning a percentage off what ever Swindle sells it for. [7:54:49 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *nods* [7:54:56 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:55:00 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> He gave up the Bounty Hunting gigs [7:55:49 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:56:06 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *nod* [7:56:50 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:56:58 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [7:57:36 PM] <Whiplash> i got nothin [7:57:41 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:58:27 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:59:11 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [7:59:59 PM] <Whiplash> Frenzy is another Rumble! [8:00:02 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:00:11 PM] <Whiplash> right? [8:00:16 PM] <Smokescreen> How can Frenzy be Rumble? [8:00:18 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *... mumble.* [8:00:27 PM] <Whiplash> they're clones [8:00:33 PM] <Smokescreen> Oh [8:00:47 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> I thought they were twins? [8:00:54 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *nods* [8:00:59 PM] <Whiplash> Clones of one another? [8:01:13 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:02:17 PM] unkillablejazz wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:02:27 PM] <Whiplash> Did you all hear about that massive recall a human car company did some time ago? The steering wheels actually were coming out of the cars while they were being driven [8:02:46 PM] <Smokescreen> Seriously? [8:02:58 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Scrap seriously? [8:03:14 PM] <unkillablejazz> what happened? [8:03:27 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:04:13 PM] <Whiplash> Some brand, when I was on Earth a while ago, they recalled millions of cars because the humans' steering wheels were coming out of place while in motion. Forti-Fork--For something [8:04:34 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Wow. [8:04:34 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:04:45 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Congrats Smokescreen! [8:04:52 PM] <Smokescreen> Thanks! [8:05:01 PM] <Whiplash> Nice job! [8:05:14 PM] <Smokescreen> Guess they messed up when making the cars [8:05:16 PM] <Whiplash> You're awfully good at card games [8:05:18 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> THe dogs getting cranky, might have to take him out one more time. [8:05:31 PM] <Smokescreen> I get lucky some times [8:05:50 PM] <Whiplash> Yeah but the Ford Fusion was recalled... it was a huge deal [8:12:11 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> another round? [8:12:33 PM] <Whiplash> ((yeah once I get some sweatpants)) [8:12:54 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *shrugs* [8:13:34 PM] <Smokescreen> Yeah just gime a sec, need more snacks [8:16:03 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Alright we're starting [8:16:06 PM] Permanent link to this game's rounds. [8:17:07 PM] unkillablejazz was skipped this round for being idle for too long. [8:17:58 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> okay maybe I started the game too early [8:18:07 PM] The Card Czar has taken too long to decide and has been skipped. Cards played this round are being returned to hands. [8:19:07 PM] unkillablejazz was kicked for being idle for too many rounds. [8:19:07 PM] Smokescreen was kicked for being idle for too many rounds. [8:19:07 PM] Smokescreen has left the game. [8:19:07 PM] unkillablejazz has left the game. [8:19:34 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:19:41 PM] <Whiplash> Me and Prowls [8:20:08 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:20:23 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *warily* ... Is it safe to talk again? [8:20:36 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Yes. [8:20:54 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Hm. [8:21:00 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:21:38 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:21:57 PM] <verdigrisProwl> The game's certainly going faster than the last few rounds. [8:22:11 PM] <Whiplash> ((I AM SO SORRY MY BROTHER PICKED THAT CARD)) [8:22:16 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Did you not feel safe to talk earlier? [8:22:29 PM] <verdigrisProwl> No? [8:22:32 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:22:38 PM] <Whiplash> Why not? [8:23:18 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:23:25 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [8:23:56 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:24:21 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Because the last time I said anything, the room agreed that the best thing to do when I'm talking is shut up until I've stopped? [8:24:29 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:25:49 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> The last time you talked here? Because I didn't get that at all from that conversation [8:25:58 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:26:07 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [8:26:15 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Hm. You agreed. [8:26:31 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:26:47 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> IWhat I took from that was that argueing with a Prowl was pointless and it was beneficial for the other person go quit to while they were ahead [8:27:11 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:27:42 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> was that not what was happening? [8:27:42 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Huh. [8:27:58 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:28:26 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:29:09 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:29:52 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> If Smokescreen comes back we can ask him [8:30:00 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:30:03 PM] <Whiplash> ask him what? [8:30:04 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Don't. [8:30:08 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [8:30:26 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> okay we dont have to. [8:30:55 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:31:31 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:31:43 PM] <verdigrisProwl> If your Lockdown is having difficulty finding work in your universe, mine accepts visitors from other universes looking for work. [8:31:50 PM] <verdigrisProwl> With or without immigrating. [8:32:27 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:32:35 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [8:32:44 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Thats definitly an option. I'm not sure how sold we are on staying in our own universe to be completely honest. [8:33:12 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:33:38 PM] Smokescreen has joined the game. [8:33:45 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Welcome back SMokescreen [8:33:48 PM] <Whiplash> Welcome back Smokey! [8:33:56 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:33:59 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> How was the galley, get any good snacks? [8:34:24 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:34:33 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [8:35:17 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:35:53 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:36:36 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:37:00 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> So Prowl, how are things fairing in your universe? Since we last chatted? [8:37:27 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:37:40 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Oh. Fine. [8:37:58 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> That's good. [8:38:13 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:38:59 PM] <Smokescreen> Nice one Prowl! [8:39:40 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *nods* [8:40:02 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> This is fun, I've missed hosting card nights [8:40:50 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Another? [8:41:06 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *shrugs* [8:41:19 PM] <Smokescreen> Sure! [8:41:32 PM] Permanent link to this game's rounds. [8:42:33 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:43:08 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:43:40 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:44:19 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:44:27 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [8:44:35 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Hard to believe Ratchet was ever a party animal [8:45:06 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:45:12 PM] <Smokescreen> Its hard to imagine him doing anything wild like that [8:45:41 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:46:16 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:46:21 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ... Tarantulas is not a monster. [8:46:31 PM] <Whiplash> ^ [8:46:40 PM] <Smokescreen> But aren't tarantulas a type of spider? [8:46:49 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Spiders aren't monsters. [8:47:02 PM] <Smokescreen> Alright you got me there [8:47:20 PM] Smokescreen wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:47:23 PM] <Smokescreen> They just have an extra amount of limbs [8:48:07 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:48:27 PM] <verdigrisProwl> I'm sure it's a normal amount from their perspective. [8:48:47 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:49:02 PM] <Smokescreen> But why so many? Why eight? [8:49:10 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> It's all about perspective [8:49:32 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:49:41 PM] <verdigrisProwl> I'm sure Tarantulas would look at you and say "why so few?" [8:50:10 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:50:20 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> How much more productive is Tarantulas with his many limbs? [8:50:29 PM] <Smokescreen> That is a confusing answer and you both know it. Plus everyone else gets on by easier with less limbs [8:50:47 PM] <Smokescreen> Just look at snakes! [8:50:51 PM] <verdigrisProwl> How many people do you know with multiple limbs to act as a basis for comparison. [8:50:54 PM] <verdigrisProwl> He's extremely productive. [8:50:55 PM] <Smokescreen> They have no limbs and they are just fine [8:50:58 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:51:01 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Lockdown might argoue with life beaing easier with less limbs [8:51:34 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:51:47 PM] <Smokescreen> I don't any but that can easily change [8:52:10 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:52:18 PM] Play 3 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [8:52:36 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> I know absolutely 0 with any more than the 4 major limbs [8:53:10 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:53:49 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:53:57 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Extra Limbs would have been nice clearing out the trophy room. [8:53:59 PM] <Whiplash> I actually liked the one with RDJ [8:54:16 PM] <Whiplash> (my brother stole my laptop -_-) [8:54:40 PM] <verdigrisProwl> Tarantulas technically has twelve. [8:54:43 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:54:55 PM] <Smokescreen> That is much worse than I was expecting [8:55:00 PM] <Smokescreen> That's too many [8:55:08 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *the darkest of glares* [8:55:19 PM] <Smokescreen> *sheepish shrug* [8:55:31 PM] <Smokescreen> Sorry? Is it too late to take it back? [8:55:37 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:55:40 PM] <verdigrisProwl> They're the exact appropriate amount for him. [8:55:45 PM] Play 2 cards, in the order you wish them to be judged. [8:56:35 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:56:40 PM] <Smokescreen> Hmm-mm, the right amount. The only amount he needs [8:57:17 PM] Whiplash wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [8:58:08 PM] <verdigrisProwl> *counts syllables. frowns.* [8:58:17 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> 12 limbs really would have come in handy packing things away and moving them. [8:58:43 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> I wouldn't bother structuring an actual Haiku, [8:58:52 PM] <Smokescreen> I didn't??? [8:58:55 PM] Whiplash was skipped this round for being idle for too long. [8:58:59 PM] <Smokescreen> At least not intentionally [8:59:12 PM] <Smokescreen> Oh [8:59:25 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [9:00:10 PM] verdigrisProwl wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [9:00:56 PM] Officer_Friendly wins the round. The next round will begin in 8 seconds. Permalink [9:02:04 PM] <Whiplash> ((Hey i'm really tied and just not funny anymore I'm gonna sleep [9:02:10 PM] <Whiplash> -night guys!!)) [9:02:15 PM] <Smokescreen> 99 [9:02:19 PM] <Smokescreen> (( night! [9:03:20 PM] <+Officer_Friendly> Yeah I'm getting sleepy too night guys [9:03:51 PM] <verdigrisProwl> ((gnight)) [9:05:15 PM] Officer_Friendly has left the game. [9:05:20 PM] Smokescreen has left the game. [9:08:25 PM] Whiplash has left the game.

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