#He's ALWAYS COMPLANING

[mx-flint]

I think if you're a negative person who complains all the time about any trivial thing you should be killed on the spot. Take that negativity out of here.

[howtofightwrite]

How physically active were actually "medieval" noble women? I know is a long period but I usually see people complaning about noble women in fantasy doing stuff such as hunting or riding horses. I have seen a couple of illustrations of fencing manuals with women in them too.

We, as a culture, especially in the US, have a very bad habit of using the British Regency/Victorian era as the gold standard for how women all over the world were treated throughout history. And the truth is, it ain’t that way. It never was, because women in this exact era used to duel each other in other parts of Europe and often did it topless.

Yes, this is real. We have records of it.

Was it all women, all the time? No. Was it often enough to mention? Yes.

There’s a really good article by Kameron Hurley, “Women Have Always Fought” that goes over the history of women warriors and the laziness of specular fiction in detail. This is a particularly great few paragraphs from the article that covers where our popular conception that women don’t fight comes from.

“Women have always fought,” he said. “Shaka Zulu had an all-female force of fighters. Women have been part of every resistance movement. Women dressed as men and went to war, went to sea, and participated actively in combat for as long as there have been people.”

I had no idea what to say to this. I had been nurtured in the U.S. school system on a steady diet of the Great Men theory of history. History was full of Great Men. I had to take separate Women’s History courses just to learn about what women were doing while all the men were killing each other. It turned out many of them were governing countries and figuring out rather effective methods of birth control that had sweeping ramifications on the makeup of particular states, especially Greece and Rome.

Half the world is full of women, but it’s rare to hear a narrative that doesn’t speak of women as the people who have things done to them instead of the people who do things. More often, women are talked about as a man’s daughter. A man’s wife.

Sounds familiar, doesn’t it?

Check out some of these real women below.

Empress Maude, the daughter of the English King, Henry I, was named her father’s heir after her brother died. While her cousin Stephen stole the throne after her father’s death, she raised an army and took the country into a civil war to take it back. They fought it out for the decade it took for her son to reach adulthood, and laid the groundwork for Henry II to become king. There’s a great novel by Sharon Kay Penman, When Christ and His Saints Slept which chronicles the civil war. If you’re interested in medieval history, I recommend reading it. Her daughter-in-law, Eleanor of Aquitaine, also led an interesting life. (It should be said, real history got to the denied female heir fights for her throne before George R.R. Martin.)

There’s great videos from Xiran Jay Zhao discussing the Chinese warrior queen Fu Hao of the Shang Dynasty and Wu Zetian, who became China’s first female emperor. (Yes, you read that right. Emperor.)

There is Khutulun, the Wrestler Princess and the great-great granddaughter of Gengis Khan, who is one source of our “defeat her in battle to marry her” tropes. She issued this challenge, “defeat her in wrestling, she’ll marry.” She scammed would be suitors out of 10,000 horses. Western male authors are so threatened by Khutulun, they’ve kept trying to rewrite her history by making her fall victim to the power of love. (No, seriously.)

There’s also Hojo Masako, the Buddhist nun who deposed her own son when he proved incompetent and ruled Japan as Shogun. Here’s her wiki entry too.

The Amazons of Greek Myth were real in that they were actual Scythian women who went to war. (As Scythian women did, just like their men.) They terrified and terrorized the Greeks so much, they became immortalized in their mythology. Don’t believe me? Here’s an article from National Geographic and this one from Live Science.

There’s stories like this all throughout history from big events to small ones. (You can find more over at Rejected Princesses if you’re interested.) There are female warriors, female generals, noblewomen who took command of their husbands’ forces, widows who took to the sea to get revenge on those who wronged them, women who rode with their husbands to battle, female assassins, female leaders of rebellions, etc. The women of the Japanese samurai class were trained to fight, and fight they did. Women warriors, queens, and politicians are all over mythology too. You’ll often see these women come out of the upper echelons of society because money creates options, but they are there. Many of those stories are lost to history, in some cases purposefully, and there was a long trend among archeologists that assumed because a person was buried with male grave goods, the body had to be male. We’re now finding out that isn’t true. There’s a significant portion of warrior corpses that have turned out to be female. Assassin’s Creed: Valhalla chose to post a notice about it in response to these exact criticisms you’re questioning.

Those people you see complaining online? They’re clinging to a version of history that doesn’t exist. More, we know it doesn’t, because popular culture is hungry to the point of desperate for aggressive, confident, and competent female characters. If they were truly a lie, they wouldn’t ring true for so many people.

The history we’re taught today largely downplays women’s achievements, contributions, and successes while uplifting those of men. It’s a fact. Go look at famous female figures anywhere, you’ll find the same story at play over and over. Historically, fantasy as a genre largely portrays a world that is, in fact, fantasy, but that fantasy has nothing to do with women doing things they’re not “supposed” to. There’s no clubhouse. There’s nothing unrealistic in imagining your female character is a kickass queen who defeats overconfident men in wrestling competitions and robs them of all their horses. It’s not unrealistic to come up with an ending that doesn’t conclude in tragedy, violent deaths, them “learning their place,” or even locked within the bonds of an unhappy marriage. (Shocker!) Some did, but the truth isn’t universal. It’s not even unrealistic to imagine they might have supportive male family members, love interests, and followers who happily (gasp) assist them in these endeavors. Maude, for reference, had bastard half-brothers who helped her instead of trying to take the throne for themselves.

History got here before fantasy authors. There’s nothing unrealistic about reality. Popular conceptions and common knowledge fed to us by the majority male dominated culture isn’t always the truth. Reality is, it’s the stories we see normalized across the media spectrum that are wrong. The ones that insist women are objects, who commodify their pain, and reframe their stories to ensure the focus remains on men. While this is changing, women are still often treated as the NPCs of male driven stories.

The people you hear complaining? They want storytelling traditions to stay that way, for the Great Man values countless narratives have reinforced to remain unchallenged. Funny as it sounds, they’re threatened by the very existence of narratives that countermand that centralized focus on men being superior, that there is a stratified gender hierarchy, and men taking their place as the sole, worshipful focus of a woman’s existence, much less these female characters being important in their own narratives. If these people weren’t threatened by female characters being people, they wouldn’t say anything. They’d just move on in apathy.

Reality is people are complicated. There’s room for all stripes in all colors and contexts. It’s no secret that history has suppressed and erased countless stories that don’t support the ruling narrative of the dominant culture. These same people forget there’s plenty of storytelling traditions that include women taking their place as warriors in cultures outside America. For all the sexism and misogyny, women fighting is not an alien concept, it’s not even foreign to other Western European traditions.

Believe what your own research is showing you, not what a bunch of idiots who can’t tell their ass from their elbow are whining about. They can’t handle someone who isn’t straight, male, and (most often) white being the central focus. Really, they can’t handle these characters as even a side focus. That’s their loss, it doesn’t have to be yours.

-Michi

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[gyu-ine]

Sick reader x Chuuya

This is my first time using Tumblr so I really dont know how to use it, also englidh isnt my first lenguage, so expect this to be kinda of bad.

Cw: none, probably occ

You had just woken up, and... you felt like shit, you dont know how you got so sick, but it felt like you were dying, your head and throat hurt, and you didnt have the energy to move, or at least move to do more than to hug Chuuya, who was laying next to you, you thougth he was still asleep, but you felt him move, and saw him open his eyes- [name]? Your boiling...- he mumbled, worried- are you sick? Your sweating a lot too- he said, while carresing your forehead, he got up, and you started complaninh, wanting for him to come back with her, making Chuuya laugh- dont worry, I'm just going to get you some medicine- he promised, before leaving the room.

You lied in bed, sure you were dying, in part because of the fever didnt let you think well.

Chuuya finally come back to the room, with pills and a glass of water, he sat next to you, smiling softly.

He gave you the pill, looking as you put the pill in your mouth, and put the water next to you- drink- he said, pressing it against your mouth- I can drink from a glass myself- you complained, at what Chuuya smiled softly- I know, but I want to do it myself, come on, drink- he repeated.

You drank the water, and swallowed the pill, to then rest in the pillow, complaning- it hurts so much, I'm actually going to die- you cried, at what Chuuya rolled his eyes- dont be dramatic...- he mumbled.

Some hours passed, Chuuya lied with you the whole time, even if you told him he was was going to get sick, Chuuya just laughed and said that he would gladly get sick to not leave you alone.

He leaved to make you some soup, so you would eat something, he insisted in spoon feeding you, and after some complaning, you accepted.

As he fed you, he also carresed you, smiling softly and mumbling sweet nothings, you felt sligthly better, the pill had made the pain subside, but you still had no energy- you're so sweaty... do you want me to bath you after you finish eating?-he asked softly- Chuuya... I dont need need you to do everything for me... - you said, at what Chuuys smiled- maybe I dont have to, but I want to, your the one who's always taking care for me when I come home lste and hurt from missions, I want to do this for you, once at least- he said, and you couldnt help but smile and blush, he was being so sweet...

You accepted and kept eating the soup he gave you, and then snuggled with hkm, wanting to get closer to him and feel his warmth, even if the least thing you needed was to get hotter.

Chuuya picked you up, using his ability to make sure you wont fall, and helped you undress to get into the bath, thr water felt really good against your body, and Chuuya's hand gently massaging your shoulders felt even better, you cleaned your body yourself, as his fingerd gently strokes your scalp, cleaning it with shampoo.

You were smiling, it all felt so comfortable, the moment was so intimate and cleaning the sweat off make you feel a lot better too- Chuuya...- you muttered, and he answered with a soft "hm?", inviting you to talk- I love you- you said, you both had said it a million at times, but it still felt special, as the first time you said it.

It didnt even matter if next dat Chuuya woke up sick next yo you, you were still happy.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

This is really bad, and it also has not proofread, but I hope someone enjoys it anyway

[frias2468]

Dating Bakugo HC

. At first i think he would be a little distant with you ofc he would talk to you but for the first two weeks i don't think he would be very open right away

. After a week or two he would slowly get more and more comfortable with having a partner ( Your more than likely his first not the he would ever admit)

. After he gets fully set in with everything he will treat you like royalty will shockingly want a lot of physical touch with you

. If your sitting next to him he will always be holding your thigh ( as long as your comfortable) because he can do it with out anyone knowing because he still has his tough boy reputation to keep up

. Speaking of his reputation as soon as you two are alone that shit will come crashing down he is the most doting bf ever when its just you two

. After so many nights of cuddling with you he cant sleep with out it and will make up dumb excuses for you to stay like " Its to late for you to go back now just stay" or " your always complaning about cold it is in your room" its so easy to see through his lies but its cute so you stay any ways

[euphoricesctasy]

too much - grusha x fem! reader

part of your role assigned to you by la primera was to check out each gym, maybe once every four months or so - watch a few battles, take on the leader yourself - so how did you end up here, with the ice-cold gym leader? he’d told the staff working at his gym that he’d be busy for the next hour or two, and not to let any challengers in.  ‘tell them i’ve got important stuff to do. they can come back later today, or even better, tomorrow’, he’d instructed.  he had you pushed against a wall in a spare conference room in the glaseado gym, quickly turning away from you to lock the door, before bringing all his attention back to you, and dipping his head just below your jawline.  “you’re really fucking annoying, you know that?” he said, in between the kisses and bites he scattered along your jawline and neck.  “hm? why’s that?” you moaned out. “because,” his breath was surprisingly hot on your neck, “you come to my gym, first of all - and you come more often than you should. you visit the other gyms like, what? once every three or four months or something like that? you’re here once a week.”  he kissed his way back up your neck, gave you a few light kisses on the lips, and pulled away. “you come to my gym, in that tiny skirt even though it’s fucking subzero here, so i can’t help but notice you while i’m battling. then you actually come INTO my gym, and i always get these.. god damn thoughts.” you wanted to test the water a little. you returned the gaze, directly into those bright blue eyes of his.  “yeah? and what thoughts might those be, grusha?” he inhaled, sharply. “thoughts of me bending you over that reception desk, in front of anyone who might be there. taking you on the battle court, taking you in the elevator... any rational thought i might have goes out the window when you show up.” his hands began to trace the outline of your tits, still covered by your shirt.  “that sounds to me like you’re complaning.” you teased.  “i’m not. it’s just, fuck. you’re too much. you make me crazy.” “show me.” “huh?” he pulled away. “show me how crazy i make you.”  he flashed you a slight smile, once that made you shudder with anticipation.  “oh, i’ll show you alright.”

[kuruchyo]

(Untraumatized Friend AU) but it's now the MC who is traumatized

( WARNING: HOMOPHOBI/CHILD ABUSE/DRUGS/ALCOHOL...in short: angst)

Here is more informations about that sad girl:

-If I have to explain in more details Ethan(Ashley's trauma) : basicly Ashley wasn't wanted in the first place, Ashley's mom got pregnant at the age of 17. Her father wanted a boy but Ashley is born as a girl.How ever he still gaved her a boy's name and since she is borne he always tries to manipulate her into thinking she is a boy.

-She wears color lenses because her father force her cause he thinks that her blue eyes makes her look too girlish

-her body is covered of scars, she always has bandages on her face (always wears shirts with long sleeves even in summer)

-She's been hiding the friendship that she has with Friend for years now from her parents

-If Friend ever confess to her she'll probably reject him even taugh she has a crush on him too, because she would think she has absolutly nothing to offer him in exchange (she didn't studied or graduated she droped out of school after highschool), Ashley also would probably think that he is lying or something like that

-the list of things she is not allowed to do because of her father: wearing dresses (or girl clothes in general), having a hobby such as drawing/playing guitar (her father detroys her guitar that she bought herself with her own money in the futur) crying, complaning about anything, basicly being part from the LGBTQ or having a friend who's in it...

-Her mother is simply too scared of confronting her husband so she just tells Ashley to do what he is asking

-when she is angry/stress/panic attack she's always scratching her arms (doesn't notice it when she is doing it)

-Ashley drinks/or smokes to try to calm herself down, how ever she never do that infront of Friend because she feels ashamed/guilty, she tries her best to stop taking those but it's not always easy

-Ashley really admires Friend for his work and she is happy that he is doing well in his life

-She is kind of a deliquent I guess?

-her real birth name is Ethan but she prefer people to call her Ashely, she chosed herself a girl's name since she is actually a girl and doesn't feel trans or anything like that

[endlessly-cursed]

MA- Naila of Alderly

"𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙪𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩."

Name: Naila Mabel Rosalee of Alderly

Nicknames: TBD

Birthdate: 28th of November, 2000

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio

Personality Type (MBTI): TBD

Blood Status: Half-blood

Nationality: British

Physical Appearance

Hair: Blonde

Eyes: Blue

Height: 1.68m

Weight: 65kg

Body Type: Tall, slender

Skin Tone: Fair

Distinguishing Marks (scars, birthmarks, etc.): She'll acquire many

Background

Hometown

Naila grew up in a country estate, neighbouring her cousins Quincey and Olympia, whom she vacationed on occasion, though she wasn't around much on their lives due to keep the magic hush-hush, since her father asked her to, given the prejudice against magic users. Nevertheless, she got a top-notch education and was among the elites, her father being among the wealthiest men in the wizarding and muggle world.

She also liked from time to time to spend time with her other cousins from the Dubois family, especially Yvonne, whom she favoured over her entitled and cruel cousin Lucille. The three women spent a lot of time together, although, being young and unaware, they kind of left Lucille out of it...

Family

Mother: Ophelie Brunhilda of Alderly, neé Dubois

A sweet, youthful spirit, she was Naila's role model and caretaker, and often told stories of the Dubois and the lineage full of strong women who made it through incredibly tough situations. One day, when Naila turned sixteen, she found her mother's body, having been brutally murdered, alongside her room and office destroyed. This'd draw her to her next adventure... a dangerous one.

Father: George Elyan Victor of Alderly

Having grown up with a troubled father and a reserved mother, he toughened up from a young age and only Ophelie broke through his walls, and with her, he built a small but stable empire that hurt nobody. Until, one day, his wife was brutally murdered. He closed himself off and swore that he'd take an eye for an eye, for only Ophelie could've stopped him. But she was no longer there, and thus he only knew rage and vengeance, which led him to neglect emotionally his only child.

Hogwarts

House: Hufflepuff

Best Class: Class, Astronomy and DADA

Worst Class: History of Magic

Boggart: Rowan's body, being killed the exact same as her mother

Riddikulus: Rowan gets up and starts complaning

Patronus: TBD

Patronus Memory: Going to Disneyland Paris as a girls' trip with her mother when she was 10, after having been accepted at the same school as her mother

Mirror of Erised: Her mother being proud of her, being close to her father again and living her life with Rowan

Amortentia (what she smells like): Coco Chanel nº4 perfume, red velvet cake, cherry-flavoured lipstick and freshly made pasta

Amortentia (what she smells): Something related to Rowan

Career

11-18: Hogwarts student

16-18: Disbander of the cult 'Saviours of Cingerix'

19-34: CEO of Ophelie's Cosmetics

35-78: Head of model agency 'Le Costume du Alderly'

Personality & Attitude

Priorities: Finding her mother's killers, Rowan's safety, get justice done and wear the perfect outfit

Strengths: Strong-willed, passionate, even-keeled, good humoured and insightful

Weaknesses: Proud, stubborn, petty and rich kid privilege

Stressed: Around the cultists

Calm/Comforted: Around cats, on Rowan's arms

Favorites

Colors: Pink, black, yellow and white pink

Weather: Partially cloudy

Hobbies: Reading, horse-riding (specifically polo), tennis and cosmetics

Fashion: Naila dresses in a 90% pink variant palette, sometimes adding a bit of black and white, and always looks fashionable

Relationships

Significant Other/Love Interest: Rowan Luther-Snyde ( @hphmmatthewluther )

They were both from the same side, until her mother's death brought them together as crime-solving partners. They worked surprisignly well, and both soon became very close, close enough to slowly develop feelings.

However, disbanding a cult from the inside was not the best place to develop a love story, and both went through many tribulations which constantly put Naila and Rowan in danger, some of them near-death experiences.

It also caught up with their last years of Hogwarts, and studying while all else wasn't easy at all. In fact, Naila's grades were affected for most part. But all's well that ends well.

After disbanding the cult, Naila and Rowan got together officially and dated shortly before graduation. For many years, they stayed together without ever marrying one another, both not seeing it necessary.

When they were both in their late thirties, they welcomed their first child, Sophie, who was their entire world.

Friends: Quincey, Olympia and Evander Alderly ( @gaygryffindorgal and @potionboy3 )

They're cousins. More TBA

Naila looks up to her and sees them as a role model. More TBA

They're cousins as well. She doesn't approve of what he did when they were younger, but after he becomes duke, she starts having a good relationship with him. More TBA

Rivals: Maverick Harlow (great-great-grandfather)

Maverick is an immortal wizard who followed the cult of his deceased wife, Tallulah La Rossa, after she was defeated by Belladonna Gaunt in the French Revolution. He killed his own great-granddaughter-in-law for a ritual, thus setting apart Naila's family. This murder is Naila's catalyst to avenge her mother and review her lifestyle and what she took for granted.

Trivia

She soon became Hogwarts' it girl on year four when she became famous for her pinkstatic outfits

She had a privileged education, being trained in dressage, courtly dances, six languages (Spanish, German, French, Swedish and ofc English) history, fencing, badminton, muay thai, playing the harp and piano, fancy cruisine, hot couture and royal etiquette

The hobby she loved most and started to develop soon was sculpture, and made some impressive sculptures

She also has a powerful singing voice, although rarely sings unless it's very helpful or benefitial

Her idols are Elizabeth Taylor, Britney Spears and Sofía Vergara

She absolutely loves old Hollywood and some of her favourite films are from the era. The non-English actress that she liked most was María Félix in 'Doña Diabla' 1949

She hates being told what to do or be given orders, which has led to many arguments with teachers and all kinds of adults

She likes Latine music better than most of English music personally

Her references are Elle Woods, Kat Stratford and Blair Waldorf

Her favourite singers are Becky G and Lana del Rey

[blackwirtz]

✨🌸IF JJK Characters were Yanderes 🌸✨

Charcters

° inumeki Tego

> • Gojo Saturo

° Itodori yuji

° megumi

° Getou

Part 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / ?

About: Gojo attachment for his coach that is sort of getting out if hands and causing a fall of his focus on missions and being present with his favourite students

Warning: unhealthy obsessions, mentions of stalking behaviour

A/N: its kinda short x"D but i hope you like this part cause it's getting spicer and the next part will be on another level also BIG WARNING FOR STALKING AND SHIT (in the next part ofocurse)

🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺

🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺

• days went by, and Gojo's spirit was returning to them! . .almost. he did return to slacking again, this time they would find him in the yoga class, if they wanted to search for him, it wasn't a huge bother for Saturo since he is their teacher and they couldnt do anything with their empty threats‐

•until Itadori was soo stressed he mentioned telling the principle, causing a deep frown on Saturo's face

• when Gojo was FORCED back to his job as a teacher and to be more present with his students, his outbrusts will be mostly the usual of the slumpy moody GoJo nothing too worrying at first,though the more his disconnection with the 'yoga class' brought him back to his gloom self again.

•his students wouldnt like to see their playful teacher like that, so they would to try to keep his mind busy by cheering him up with some sweets after their missions ~Megumi even suggested trying some of his FAVOURITE desserts knowing how much Gojo wanted Megumi to~

•it did work! But not as effective as he was when coming back from the gym, Gojo would always add an annoyance comment to his mood or his back or complaining about how bothering this mission was and he would be better of relaxing somehwere else, whenever he helps them in their missions. (it increased the more he got FARTHER from the gym ((forced adviced by his friend)) )

• Gojo wanted to be annoyed at them but he knew their actions on him were well-intentioned, as usual of Gojo and him not handling to NOT pull off his bad mood on something, he pulled it on his friend who was abit harddr on him, even Nabora thought it was overreacting for Gojo's teacher to COMPLETELY deny him going even for once and its better off to have him go SOMEWHERE else if he didnt stop his whinning.

• Gojo even started complaning to Megumi about the matter that he had to try to convince HIS teacher as well. Cause seeing he may have taken it too far, in truth he doesn't mind but Gojo frkn Spilled milk with mustard in one of his plushies and kept it hidden under his chair for WEEEKKS, the poor guy had to grt rid of one of his precious babies.

• when they weren't on 'misson' Gojo is seen on his phone, most. Of the. Time. Texting his 'coach'. To be honest, hearing her name at first was nice but the more he kept repeating it and calling her it turned more beautiful to his ears.

• his first texts were stick to 'professional' not wanting to scare her away with his huge charm yet, she kept it simple as well. Which sometimes he would pout sensing her not MILDLY interested even when he tries to cracks a joke.

• when she goes DAYS without answering he goes gloomy and just more quiet, knowing it's aganist the physics to simply your his 'infinity' technique for his own selfish needs to 'see' what she was actually busy with,so he tries his best not to. Cause he KNOWS if he let himself he wouldn't stop.

•not to forget, he actually got nagged from his friend about the students danger so Gojo tried to wake himself from this 'slight fantasy' of being in the yoga's class for entirety. And its true, his students does come first but not when he in need for a breath reliever.

with a deep sigh, he excused himself to have a 'coffee' break. where she normally around this time was as he teleported there, all lazily with a slump back

• he texts her 'complainang' about his back pain again and that the leg stretching vedio she sent didn't help much, since "her way" was more effective. She typed to be more details and showing her annoyance to his state, even when she wasn't frowning though had a little cute pout, as her fork with the vanilla cake popped in her mouth, leaving some whipped cream marked on her lips, Saturo's heart skipped a beat, even when he wasn't that close, she seemed so adorable in that kind of outfit.

he then pretends 'paying attention' to his phone, just 'carelessly' walking in the open cafe shop, typing for her that he was Gonna 'brb'and 'buy coffee' then answer her

(Note: D/N is darling name)

💖My yoga Coach, 🥺👉👈 miss D/N💖✨ ~ :

woah really? Which shop??

Gojo:

The usual sunbucks shop,

Hope this pain go away with some latte atleast. . .😞😭😭

Miss (D/N)💖✨:

what a coincidence!! I am there too! Ó0ò?!

wasn't she cute?

Gojo:

What?!? How is that?? 😧

. . .

Miss D/N i am not in mood with pranks 😞. . .

Miss (D/N):

i am not, i swear!! 🙁

if you are there it could be easier to see the issue. . It has been weeks now

am starting to worry, if my sessions aren't really helping 😥

*his finger pressed and held on this message till it was marked '⭐'*

Gojo:

Whaaaaat?? don't say thaat!!

It did help me alot!! ✨✨

I hope we really find the issue, which am sure isn't from you 😭😭😥

(D/N) MISS:

wait!! I just saw you!

Gojo:

Really?!? Where??

????

• He "pretended " to search around,not in her direction though , he was scratching his head

what he didn't really expect though, was his phone vibrating. He stared at her name on his phone, his mouth slightly agap and feeling the pulse on his throat , preventing himself to turn to her right away— he COMPLETELY turned his back to her, as he answered

" ha llo~?"

" Saturo, really?? am behind you! " her voice chanted playfully, she was always an open-minded person. Not making the limits treat her students as 'just students' but as her close friends, she was the friendly mother of the class. Ah~ just like him

" Whaat are you saying?? If my sunglasses can't see you then neither can i! " a sigh heard from the other line, but he could still feel her smile

" just turn around, Saturo" how she calls his name with such glee, puts his heart in peace and eases the negative cloud above his head. he woudln't mind listening to it all day. gladly, he was recording

he then turned being so "dumbfounded" at her standing behind her desk and waving at him with that smile. . .which made him melt, how her eyes wrinkled, genuinely glad he saw her, found her, she wanted it so badly, huh?

he waves back with a warm smile, approaching " there youu are~ am on my way!" she who hangs up as he finally, greeting her.

[birb-boyo]

18 and Zagreus :33

…

I’m very proud of you Trippy

And honestly, I expect to get Legend with this one

BUT WHOSE COMPLANING

Mmmmmmm yeah

Okay, so maybe this was going a little overboard…

So, maybe his father was being a prick yesterday…probably yesterday. Zagreus had no real sense of time. That’s just what the Underworld does to you when you live there all of your life.

Now Zagreus regretted his decision…sort of. It was humiliating, walking around the house in a bright pink tutu.

You must commit to the bit, he repeated in his mind when he saw Nyx’s eyebrows raise when he passed. He knew for sure that his cheeks were almost, if not as, red as the fire that danced on his feet.

He faced his father as he wrote on a paper on his desk. “Dismissed.” His father waved off another dead soul and nearly slapped Zagreus as he sat on his father’s desk.

“So…” Zagreus hummed as if nothing were different about his outfit. “You seem hard at work today.”

“Your goofy decisions are saved only for Thanatos, Nyx, or your mentor’s eyes. Not mine.” Hades grunted, his words just as coarse as his voice.

“Well, you were being an arse a few hours ago.”

“And you were being a blatant child a few hours ago and you still are now.”

Zagreus groaned. “I thought that you liked pink. Your mosaic has a ton of it.” Zagreus pointed behind Hades’s chair.

“I’m not going to fall for that trick.”

“It’s no trick! I’m being serious this time!”

“Boy, you are dismissed! Get off of my desk.”

So, Zagreus got off of his desk with mumbled curses. He turned right and laid eyes with his mentor. He walked to him and sat down beside him.

“Having fun in your new garments?” Achilles spoke with an obvious smile. Zagreus had to fight the pleasure of saying “Die” but, it was obvious that Achilles had already done that. So he was speechless.

Achilles looked forward. “You still trying to make your father insane?”

“Precisely.”

Achilles hummed. “If it makes you feel any better, I once wore a dress and pretended to be a maiden. It was fun, other than the fact that some princess was all over me. Patroclus can tell you more of it, but be ready for it to be a rant about how stupid my mother is. If you truly want to know, ask him about Skyros.”

Zagreus nodded. He didn’t pick up anything Achilles said. “What happened there again?”

“I wore a dress. It was a nice one. One a vibrant blue. Pat always loved blue…” Oh no. He was going to rant about his boyfriend again. Which Zagreus had no problem doing. But when he was currently deprived of his own love life, he may have been a bit…jealous.

“Where’s Than?”

“Probably out. Working. People die a lot these days. I here that he’s being overworked.”Achilles’s eyebrow raised. “Do you want to show him how pretty you are?” Achilles’s smirk was not helping.

“Die.”

[litgwritersroom]

Kassam NSFW Headcanons

Sex Stats

Body Count: would say around 10. Maybe less. Really picky. A few one-night stands but mostly with girlfriends.

Boobs or Ass: Ass, but prefers thighs overall.

Top or Bottom: A top.

Dick Size: Not the biggest, not the smallest. I would say pretty average but that he knows what he’s doing with it.

Skills

A teaser. Plays the long game. The type of guy that likes the chase and feisty girls.

Gives cocky vibes when he's in the zone. Loves a dare and loves to build up his partner until they are begging for more.

Not into threesomes. Although he likes the tease, sex is something really intimate for him and it's a side of him he saves for special people.

Sex Life

Kinks and Positions.

A bit of an exhibitionist. Not that he wants to be caught or to be seen, buthe likes public spaces and being loud (not screaming, just vocalizing it). The idea of being caught is what excites him. It's always the quiet ones…

Canonically, all the Casa Boys' favourite positions are doggy and I don't think Kassam's is far off.

Has a dominant side, so prefers taking charge.

Won't say no if you want to sit on his face, though. Especially if he can squeeze those thighs.

Likes to watch her cum and likes to be watched as well. Can get a little rough pulling her hair and face-fucking

It will take longer to get in the sexual stage with Kassam but once you're there, he will really show you what you signed up for. You won't be complaning.

And once you are there, just say the word, and he’s down. Loves the thought of being caught and will tease you in public. If he's been away for a long time, you better clear your schedule for when he gets back, 'cause he will have you all day.

How They Like It

There ain’t a more beautiful sight to him than his girl on her knees while he’s standing. The fuck me eyes? Yes. He loves it. Especially when he takes control. Keeps eye contact all the time.

This man will take his time to know his girl. How does she like to be touched, where are her weak spots, and all the things that can cause goosebumps? He learns it all. And he uses it against her just to tease.

Very, very, very vocal. Likes dirty talk, likes to hear her whimpering and moaning and saying his name and begging. Probably swears in his first language too, when his voice gets husky and his breaths get sharp. He’s the kind of guy that says “baby girl” and “good girl” (don’t ask my reasoning behind this I just know it). Doesn't like the whole “daddy” thing though.

Loves (with a capital L) watching his partner cum. Will pull her hair and hold her still so they are look into each other. Won't purposelly hurt her unless she likes it - and if that's the case, he'll only lightly spank her and pull her hair.

Most likely prefers to cum on her. Face and tits. With her tongue out as he jerks off. If she's not into it, then he won't go there.

Wouldn't say he's into BDSM but plays around with hand-cuffs a lot. Likes to surprise his partner and he's always open to try new things, like toys and kinks. Not that into costume, but nice lingerie always works wonders for him, especially the lacy bodysuit, corsets, or garter belts.

Dom Kassam is out as soon as you're both satisfied, and boyfriend Kassam is back. He's taking care of you, you're showering together, cuddling in bed. Caressing your arms, until you've fallen asleep. The type that will kiss your temples and whisper "I love yous" as you sleep.

[imsparky2002]

Ghouls and Monsters - The Phantom

(OperJean is jammin out on his synthesizer, waiting for his counterpart to show up. Mylentasma giggles in the darkness, before swooping down, ready to spook the boy. OperJean stops playing, swearing he heard something.)

OperJean: Austin? That you, dahlin?

(Mylentasma appears before him with a ominous clap of lightning and a menacing laugh, her cloak fluttering dramatically.)

Mylentasma: Behold... THE PHANTOM OF THE THEATRE!

(OperJean yelps, as Mylentasma's face is covered in dark shadow. She's so happy she got to scare her counterpart.) 

Mylentasma: So, fellow ghost. Are you quivering in fear at my sudden appearance?

OperJean: Land sakes, dahlin’, you scared the wits outta me! Almost made me play a wrong note!

(Mylentasma lets the shadows disappear, and gives a bow, showing her true kinder, yet still theatrical self.)

Mylentasma: Apologies, dear! I do just love to give people a little scare before I say hello!

OperJean: So, Phantom of the Theatre. What's your real name? Mine's Jean.

Mylentasma: I am called Mylene. Pleasure to meet you! 

(He raises an eyebrow, they knew she looked familiar!)

OperJean: You're a ghost in your world? Why, here, you're a plant creature! A real nice girl, might I add.

Mylene: How fascinating! So there is a version of everyone? (Claps in delight) Do you have a picture? I’d like to see for myself!

(He shows her one, and she coos.) 

Mylentesma: How wonderful! A true child of Mother Nature. 

OperJean: Yeah, and she's more of a hippie, so it's odd hearing her voice sound so dramatic. Not that I'm complaning, because I'm a dramatic fella myself. And might I add, that's a wonderful outfit you have on. I've never been one for capes, but yours is magnificent!

(She smiles and gives a dramatic flourish of her cloak, pulling it close to her face, before letting go and giggling.)

Mylenetasma: I’ve always had a love for garb of elegance and mystery. My Angel of Music just adores it! And I must say, you seem to have similar taste. That piano belt is just darling!

OperJean: Aw shucks. This ol’ thing? Well you know I gotta show off my musical talents, even in what I wear. You play some sort of piano?

Mylentasma: The pipe organ to be precise. You played such lovely tunes on your synthesizer.

OperJean: Well, thanks! It was just a little piece I wrote up for my Angel with a scythe, Austin! (Blushes)

Mylentasma: Ooh! An Angel of music and death! 

OperJean: Yep! I assume your Ivan is the angel you speak of? And he ain't a Yeti, is he?

Mylentasma: Why, no! He’s a human, though he may as well be sent from heaven. He’s gentle and kind, and so poetic! 

OperJean: (Chuckles) Kinda funny to think of him spouting poetry. (Deepens his voice and puts on a Russian accent)  Rose red, violet blue, watch out for avalanche. Ok I go now.

Mylentasma: (Giggles) That’s how he speaks? 

OperJean: We’ll, he grew up n’tha mountains, talkin’ a lot wastes oxygen.

Mylentasma: Ah, well that explains everything. 

OperJean: Well, I'm assuming you're as nice as my Mylene, so what do you do to help people as a phantom?

Mylentasma: Well, I’m there to give confidence to people who need it, keep the sets and backstage running smoothly, help with remembering lines, and every once in a while, teach a lesson to someone who gets a little too big for their boots. (Giggles)

OperJean: Lemme guess, you make 'em bark like a dog? 

Mylentasma: One of my favorite methods. I also spook kids by appearing in the mirror, or laugh from the shadows.

OperJean: Can’t say I do the same. Monsters don’t really…scare people in world. It wouldn’t really…help our situation.

Mylentasma: Ah, that makes sense. So how do you use your powers for good, my dear?

OperJean: Kinda like a bard, honestly. My songs cheer people up. I’m a great actor too, not to toot my own horn!

Mylentasma: I happen to be a thespian myself! My darling daddy taught me everything I know.

OperJean: Say, would ya like to join me in a show? We could be a duo. It would be totally tubular!

Mylentasma: That sounds delightful! I think our styles of music and theatrics could blend quite nicely!

OperJean: Alright! This is gonna be the bee's knees!

And there’s the first Monstrous/Ghoul Squad crossover! Thank you so much to Weeby for helping with the dialogue, and next up is the Werewolves in Ghoul Squad Alix and Monstrous Kim! As always, make sure to reply, reblog, post and ask. @artzychic27 @msweebyness 

[theatrekidstatus]

Chapter 26

-emily is 5- Anthony ramos pov: "why cant i stay home alone" "because you are 5 and stuff can happen" "whos my babysitter" "pippa" "ou yay" "yeah now stop complaning and take a bath" "ok mommy" "do you want a hug?" "yes please" ""we love you" "i love you too" "i started the bath for you no more water or bubbles" "ok daddy" "we love you sweetheart" pippa walks into our house  "hey guys" "hey pippa Wippa" "hey Emmy wemmy" we left for dinner and got into the car "this is something i needed" "we've needed alone time for a while" "yeah the restaurant will server as a nice break" "oh look we're already here" -they go inside the restaurant- "um reservation for 2 under the name 'anthony ramos' "made it just in time follow me" we follow her to our table someone "this is where you will be residing" "thank you" we eat our food and beverage and i notice how sexy my wife looks tonight "hey babe come to the bathroom with me" i whisper "what" she ask. I dart my eyes to the bathroom and backto her "ok..." we head into the the bathroom we go into a big stall and we start making out "do you want to..." "sure do"

⚠️ SMUT WARNING⚠️

I  kiss down to her neck and to her tit and down to her 🐈 then it gets wet i take off her dress and suck her and vice versa

⚠️ end of smut⚠️

"Lets head back" she lets out a sigh "ok" we pay the bill and go home "we're home you guys" phillipa looks up from her book "hi" "wheres emmy" "in her room" "asleep?" "yeah" "how" "some tv, good food,bedtime story,a song" "wow" "how was your dinner" "GOOD" "AMAZING" "ok then"

Y/n pov:-emily is 5- Anthony ramos pov: "why cant i stay home alone" emily ask "because you are 5 and stuff can happen" i reply "whos my babysitter" emily ask "pippa" Anthony replies "ou yay" she says with shock and eximent "yeah now stop complaning and take a bath" i comand "ok mommy" "do you want a hug?" Anthony ask "yes please" "we love you" i infrom here "i love you too" "i started the bath for you no more water or bubbles" "ok daddy" "we love you sweetheart" i tell her pippa walks into our house  "hey guys" "hey pippa Wippa" "hey Emmy wemmy" we left for dinner and got into the car "this is something i needed" "we've needed alone time for a while" "yeah the restaurant will server as a nice break" "oh look we're already here" -they go inside the restaurant- "um reservation for 2 under the name 'anthony ramos' "made it just in time follow me" we follow her to our table someone "this is where you will be residing" "thank you" we eat our food and beverage and i notice how sexy my wife looks tonight "hey babe come to the bathroom with me" i whisper "what" she ask. I dart my eyes to the bathroom and backto her "ok..." we head into the the bathroom we go into a big stall and we start making out "do you want to..." "sure do"

⚠️ SMUT WARNING⚠️

I  kiss down to her neck and to her tit and down to her 🐈 then it gets wet i take off her dress and suck her and vice versa

⚠️ end of smut⚠️

"Lets head back" she lets out a sigh "ok" we pay the bill and go home "we're home you guys" phillipa looks up from her book "hi" "wheres emmy" "in her room" "asleep?" "yeah" "how" "some tv, good food,bedtime story,a song" "wow" "how was your dinner" "GOOD" "AMAZING" "ok then"

Phillipa soo: i come over to Anthony and y/ns house and greet emily the ant and y/n leaves "i heard around the grape vine a boy broke your heart" emily looks up me "so its true" "yeah" "tell me about it" "so basically i liked charlie and he liked me so we were dating and he was the best boyfriend ever but we had a new girl claire and charile sat me down and said 'we will always be bestfriend but i want to see other people i love you i just dont like you' and got with her" "im so sorry baby but at least he was nice and yall are still friends  "i guess" "want to have a fun night" "yeah" i take her to do everything she wanted until i got a text" 'coming home soon' we got in the car broke 25 traffic laws "dont drive like this when you're older" "ok" and we made it sha faked sleep and then they came in the door

Im finished this chapter b4 ma ipad died🤞🏾🤞🏾🤞🏾 and its lenthy and good thanks for 600 reades on the og book🤞🏾🤞🏾

[elbiotipo]

For my "plant alien" character in the space opera story, at first I wanted them to be kind of an ambulatory cactus or succulent... perhaps they didn't evolve to be ambulatory or they just move very slowly, but they created artificial "pots" to move around since most other aliens (including humans, remember, everyone's an alien to other aliens) move around so much (in fact only a few of them use them or are interested into going to space, most prefer just to stay in a nice patch and grow). But then again, I'm not sure if that's a good concept.

My other concept is for them to be spread across the main character's ship like a vine, with a root somewhere but with several places where they can talk to you and in fact every "ganglia" so to speak has a subtle identity and personality that you only notice if you spend lots of time with them. But it would make the character too tied to the ship itself and I don't like that idea, it would make a lot of sense for a biopunk story though (this isn't one)

In fact the idea of them being a cactus like being is so that they ditch the poor captain (because they can't drink) to go to the local solarium with other photosynthetical aliens, their equivalent of a bar, but also more vital because they do like light, and the lamps aboard the ship suck. They're always complaning about light spectrums and such.

One thing for sure is that they don't have a voice. They don't even have a mouth. They communicate by signs and changing coloration on their leaves, perhaps assisted by a mechanical device that can produce the colors and shapes that are harder to do. Maybe they have the equivalent of cromatophores in squids, but a plant version, with fast operating vacuolae? Time to do a Wikipedia dive. They are completely able to communicate with humans and other species, they aren't really poetic and mysterious, though a few things are hard to communicate.

In fact, Cactus Dude is kind of a dick. He (don't even get me started on sex on plants) is sarcastic, a bit lazy, and blunt. He does tolerate his human captain and considers him a good co-worker (friends is a bit too far) but only so so. Perhaps he's just hiding his feelings, who knows. But I like the idea of this alien being just being like, A Guy.

Later in the story, he gets a bud torn off and it becomes a little child that the crew raises together. Unlike his dad, this kid is a total sweetheart. Turns out that only Cactus Dude is kind of a dick.

[nysocboy]

Mike and Dave Need Wedding Dates: Not enough biceps, bulges, or plot

Mike and Dave Need Wedding Dates (2016) gets a 36% on Rotten Tomatoes. A reviewer says that "It's definitely a movie to watch when you don't want to think too much." 

 I always want to think while watching a movie; structural analysis is the fun part. But it stars Adam Devine, whose jaw-dropping gorgeosity makes almost anything watchable, and his bromantic partner Zac Efron, who is also sort of cute, so here goes.

Scene 1:  Mike (Adam) is trying to sell his brand of tequila to a bar owner, using Dave (Zac) as a plant.  Except the bartender knows him -- they hang out! And the guys try this every couple of weeks.  He buys the tequila anyway.  The guys hug.  Zac is established as heterosexual in Minute 1.

Scene 2: Montage of the guys frolicking at parties -- trampoline, fireworks, kissing girls.. Beefcake shots of both. . Cut to them returning to their apartment to find two heterosexual couples -- Mom and Dad!  I'm guessing Mom and Dad got divorced and married other people, so there are four parents. 

They complan that the guys keep going to parties stag, htting on girls, and ruining things.  Wait -- in the montage, everyone was having fun. Nothing was ruined.  Mom and Dad are being unreasonable.

Uh-oh, the montage was an unreliable narrator.  A lot of those parties turned into disasters. So Mom and Dad lay down the law: at the upcoming wedding, they must each bring a date (they specify a girl).  How will that keep the fireworks from destroying a camper, or grandpa from being pushed into his birthday cake?

Oh, and it turns out that the second couple is their sister Jeannie and her fiance Erik (Sam Richardson)

Character development: Mike is aggressive, easily-angered, and a schemer, while Dave is quiet, stable, and has to be talked into the craziness.  Mike saved Dave from bullies when they were in school. Shouldn't Dave be saving Mike?  Zac Efron is about twice as muscular as Adam Devine, and has a bigger dick, and everybody knows that you need a big dick to fight bullies.

The full review, with two nude photos (not of Adam or Zac) is on Righteous Gemstones Beefcake and Boyfriends

[iciclehandds]

"I Love You" - Simon "Ghost" Riley x John "Soap" MacTavish (Simons pov)

He pulled himself up on the bed enough that his back hit the headboard. My eyes weren't in his direction but ı could feel it, he had something in his mind that was bothering him. He sight loud enough that echoed in the empty bedroom. I turned my back to the wall, facing his face which was wrecked with stress. I wasn’t capable of understanding his problem, ı just kept saying that ı do understand and murmured two or three comfortıng sentences to his face but that was all. All a lie to make him think ı’m capable of understanding his stress which was soon going to be his end.

I did ıt all, because ı knew he needed company

I wanted to help, not because ı pitied him, ı helped him because ı loved him.

We were staring at each other, his eyes were cold, but only cold for the person who dıdn’t know him well. He was a type of man who was gentle, helpful, kınd of person that was considered “lovable”.  However he had a pair of dead eyes stuck on his face like a pair of buttons. But his face would never lie, his worry and his stress would show on his face. But you could only see it if he trusted you.  His eyes, which only resembled a two pair of black buttons sewed on his face kept looking at me from above. I touched his hand which was near the pillow where my hand was resting, ı caressed his hand and pulled myself up on the bed to properly face him. Just like him, my back hit the headboard too.

“You look so serıous” He said, with a little smile near his lips. “I can’t smile all the time.” His smile went upward, and then disappeared. “What happened?”

“Nothin', ı’m alright.”

“you’re clearly not. You are not the kind of person to have problems with sleeping unless someone is dead Johnny.” His smile went up near the corners again, ı could never understand those ups and downs. “It can happen sometimes Sımon”

“you started to be too much like me” My fingers caressed his eyebags, he wasn’t the kind of man who liked to stay up all night, he liked to sleep and he was capable of sleeping whenever he wanted to so he used to spend his night sleeping in an early hour. He was the complete opposite of me and my being. He had a smile that shined perfectly when he smiled, he was social, he always said that he hated living but in his eyes ı could see that he couldn’t be more glad. 

He wouldn’t think much, but ı wouldn’t stop thinking.

But now, ıt was clear that he couldn’t stop thinking either. “Is ıt a bad thing that ı’m getting more and more lıke you everyday?”

“you’re going to end yourself with thinking this much.”

“but ye didnae”

I slipped my hand on his face on the pillow, but he panicked. He grabbed my hand, pushing his cheek inside my hand and pressing my hand on his cheek. He quickly blurted out “ı’m sorry.”

“it was okay”

“Still” he said while not letting my hand even slip from his grip. “I’m just worried about you”

“I ken, ı'm just” His eyes ran away from my eyes, but he didn’t let my wrist slide away from his grip. “ı’m just tryin' to figure out something.”

“ı can help you, you know that.” I took a deep breath, yanked my wrist out of his grip and grabbed his face and leaned his forehead on mine. “I’m here for a reason, ı’m here for you. I can help you, Johnny.”

“yer too good.”

“ı'm not.”

I was a fool at the time,

I couldn’t understand his problem was because of another. I was just a young, stupid guy at the time, ı couldn’t understand his eyes which reminded me of buttons were only empty under my gaze. I never understood his struggle, and in the end ı couldn’t understand when they left as well. I sometımes look ın “our” house sometimes, and remember our memories in  here, they still feel like yesterday. Sometimes ı even wait for him to open the door and come inside, throwing his bag on the floor complaning about the missions. However, that never happens. He’s gone. All because ı couldn’t understand him. İt’s ridiculous. I could read anyones expression, ı could understand what they were feeling but for him ıt was always wrong.

His eyes were never empty,  he just pitied me.

He kept clinging to me because he thought ı needed someone, and when he found another person who needed him more than I, he left. He left like it was so easy!

I’m not angry at him.

I’m the one who’s wrong.

I could have understood him better, ı could have tried to actually love him, but ı was so scared of being left that ı couldn’t get myself to open my heart and show him how much ı love him.

He deserves the world, he deserves the best of best. However, a man lıke I, who's uncapable for ever being loved or loving another, a man who's only capable of hurting people under the name of "doing good to the world" can never love him in the way he desired to be loved lıke.

But ıf we had more time, I could have given him the world.

If ı had one more time to only caress under his eyes and look at his beautiful silhouette, ı could have died happily.

-This was a very old writing ı have done for my ex partner and I, thought ıt worked better for Ghost and Soap now sınce he's no longer ın my lıfe, hope some people lıked ıt.

[ellellen]

‼️TW: bad english‼️Wait.. Wait, wait. Just before we start, yall need to get to know the charachters, and some past before all that chaos.. right? lets start. (there all r 15-16, execept ppl who have siblings) James, evryone think the apocalyptic started bc of him. hm, you will find out. or you wont? anyways he is in a group with 2 other ppl (basically an group of three) and he is an litlear jerk. He always bullies ppl and stuff. Anways next is Noah, He is in a group with James. He is rlly dumb. Not to be mean or smth but he cant even think staigh. He'll be walking norrmally looking staight and he will bump into smth. Anways he is too dumb to even bully, he ends up making fun of himself. And the last one in the group (main 3) Loga (short for logan) He is probably the most normal one. he dosent speak too much tho. He is just there to be there.. yk? anways they (main 3) used to bully allot of ppl (yall will meet them on the way) and they used to know alot of ppl. Ill just mention some. Ethan, he used to be rlly sweet and carring. Thats why he was made fun of in the first place. one day he just dissapired. Is he still the same? I guess well find out. Next is Mike. He is rlly mean and kinda of jerk. Anwyas he used to be made fun of too. But ppl kinda fogot aboth him. Him and Ethan used to hang out like alot. Anways lets meet some of the girls then get onto present. Luna, She is pretty smart and intelligent. She is pretty too. Alice, She can be smart if she wants too. She only cares ab her beauty tho. But i can say. She is stunning tho. Next is Scarlett, she is pretty smart, not only in school but when ot comes tho thinking. She is rlly strong too, and emo. Probably talest one. ???? ohh, well she is ?????? nothing much ab her. Anways "presents"



Noah: Uhh guys? I think there's something like rlly weird outta here. Somone is green. he is falling apart. im so confused..

James: NOAH GODAMMIT. ARE YOU HIGH RN? YOU INTURUPTED OUR FINALE GAME.

Noah: Um no..? Go look, he look goofy ngl.

James: Loga, go look.

Logan: bro why me.

James: bc. now go look.

Noah. Also, i think the school is burning. i saw fire.

Jame: WHAT. BRO. GUYS RUN OUTSIDE

Noah: Guysss. I kinda forgot to tell yall but the teacher told us 3 hour's ago to get outta of school..

James: NOAH. how in the fuck could you forget that.

Noah: sorry, dont blame me that the tacher is lazy to tell yall.

Logan: Guys please. dont start fighting, we can all co- OH LORD YALL RUN.

James: WHAT WAS THAT.

Logan: ZOMBIES YOU DUBASS. ZOMBIIES.

Noah: WHAT. OH LORD. IM GONNA FAINT.. O LORD.

James: stop being dramatic. We need to find other ppl..

Logan: yea. James is right, we would be stronger. but at the same time th-

James: og stfu. Lets just find other ppl

Logan: Okay.. whatever you say.

Noah: guys, maybe we shall order food?

James: Noah you fucking idiot, we cant order food, who do you expect to bring us food? A fucking fly?

Noah: damn chill out i was just asking..

Logan: I mean we can just go to store and get food, we just need to be fast.

Noah: Guys, what will happend to Allen?

James: Who in the- Ah who is Allen

Logan: Its his sister, how do you forget, god yall r stupid.

James: shut up, you are always here to say smth

Loagn: anywas we can just go get her

Noah: yall somone is behind yall

James: dude. RUN.

*after like 20 mins*

Noah: Guys im outta breath. Wait..

James: YALL ITS FAST ASF. RUN.

Noah: Wait i cant.

*while with girls*

Luna: Girls, we really need to find an place to stay at.

Scarlett: We can stay at my place.

Alice: Okay ig if we need to. i just dont want to get my new dress dirty. It costed like alot "sobs"

Luna: yea.. whatever you say.

*at Scarlett's house*

Alice: ig its fine as long as my stuff dosent get dirty.

Scarlett: Og gosh. Alice i swear to god stop complaning.

Alice: Shut up, you stink.

Scarlett: What did you just say to me.

Alice: that you stink.

Scarlett: you will stink once i throe you outta this window to the zombies.

Alice: id like to see you try.

Scarlett: Oh yeah? Well-

Luna: guys just stop it. We have bigger problems to deal with.

Alice: yeah. okay. anyways, where is Lisa?

Luna: damn. i forgot ab her. ill call her to see if she is okay. "Calling Lisa"

Lisa: Gu..s.. H...Wh..d-d..i ya..l call me?

Luna: Hi Lisa, can you come over? btw i cant hear you very well. the connection is rlly poor.

Lisa:.....Come..fiv..e.mi.. "hangs up the phone"

Luna: I think she will come.

Alice: okay great!

Scarlett: We can clearly see who you like and dislike..

Alice: Yea, im happy that you noticed!

Luna: Huh. who could that be.

Scarlett: ill go get it

Alice: Ill come With

Luna: Same

Scarlett: Okay

????: Um. Hii, hope i can stay over for a while

all: oh. my. god.