#PLEASE I'M BEGGIN YOU USE SOMEONE ELSE

[roturo]

TRUST FUND BABY

→ Megumi Fushiguro x Female!Reader

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sypnosis: ¨thank you dad, I'll never be a trust fund baby. Why can't that life ever be minе?¨

warninngs: smut, aged up!megumi, switch!reader, switch!megumi, breeding kink, overstimulation, megumi fantasizing about having a family with you, english is not my first language, kinda of jealous!reader?, possessive behavior, semi-public sex, might do part two.

Megumi Fushiguro is a man of keeping the promises he made. One of them being not ever having a girlfriend.

Why?

Simple. His dad.

Most of the girls who tried ¨getting closer to him¨ was all just about his dad. At first, he didn´t take it THAT personal, just naive girls finding a way to get closer to his dad. But then, his first real crush betrayed him. It made him feel miserable, he´s just the shining spoon for someone else´s story.

Whether it´s a dream or love,

he found you.

You were a new student, thankfully, from the jujutsu world, surprisingly grade 2 as well, and he knows he´ll never be that type of boys who tried to ask you out at Shibuya when you guys were looking for a curse, but he knows he´s a lover with no dollar sign.

It´s not like he´s a guy with no money, He comes from a wealthy clan, he does have money, but he prefers having an empty wallet with the name of a heart.

Your heart.

When the mission was done, Itadori gave the idea of staying at a hotel for some days as a ¨break day(s)¨, which, you gladly accepted and somehow convinced Megumi to stay too.

You could say you´re Megumi´s closest friend, not like he shows it, but deeply he knows that too. You never asked about his dad, and he wishes you never do. He´s so fucking scared you´re one more of those girls, and he´s even more scared that he opened up to you and you´re just using him.

Until, it was your time to open up to him. For him, there was no ¨game over¨ for the others girls lives. But for him? he thought he might lose this game again.

To say he was fucking scared for his heart, it´s just a phrase.

¨I don’t want to sound cheesy, but I need you to know how I feel.¨ He begged to god you weren´t about to tell him you wanted his dad number or something like that. But after what you told him, he wished he never thought that bad of you.

So, that´s how he finds himself sprawled out on a random chair you found in your hotel room, his clothes somewhere in the room while you remained clothed.

Three simple words got him at your mercy, begging with tears on his eyes for you to let him cum.

¨Aww, is 'gumi about to come? I feel so bad for you, but you look so cute beggin' for me¨ You told him with a mocking put that turned into a smirk, while your fingers played with the tip of his cock, trying to get more pre-cum out of it.

¨I'm not- mmh- ha!~ please, let me-¨ He couldn't finish begging for you when a pleasure shock came and his vision started becoming blurry, the pain being too strong but the pleasure being even stronger.

¨It's kinda sad how pathetic you became thanks to your dad, isn't it?¨ You said, while the rhythm of your hand stroking his cock become faster, ¨Want me to make you a daddy? So all those other girls would want to come running back to you and suck your cock?¨ The thought of you becoming a mom and being full of his cum was his finish line, letting a loud moan that he's sure Itadori will make fun of tomorrow, he let himself cum.

¨Oh baby, i'm not done here¨ Your hand still stroking his cock with the same speed became unbearable for Megumi, trying to let go of you, you were faster and got on top of him, now straddling his hips, made him leave a small whimper at the sudden friction of your now wet panties.

With no time wasted, you started getting naked, eager to feel him more. ¨I wouldn't let any of those stupid girls that dare come any near you ever get a taste of you.¨ His hands, naturally went straight to your waist, moving you back and forward to get some more friction of your now bare and wet pussy into his hard cock, feeling his tip almost entering your hole makes you leave a small moan into his neck.

He couldn't take it any longer and positioned himself, he was almost halfway through when you could feel his tip in your throat, with no warning he slammed all into you, not stopping with the rough and fast pace he got, he started kissing your neck, leaving bruises.

¨You're mine now Y/N, all mine¨ Those words got you moaning his name out like a prayer, ¨I know you can be louder than that, show me how loud you can be pretty girl¨ His thrusts become so much for you, you couldn't let any word out of your mouth without moaning, his behavior changed in just matter of seconds, not that you complain.

¨'m gonna' make you a mommy, screamin' my name every night till' you get full of me and my child's, not gonna' stop any day soon since you're all mine now¨ His voice become husky of how much groans, whimpers and moans have left his mouth thanks to you. One specific thrust made both of you see stars and got you coming at the same time.

You were about to faint into a deep sleep in his arms until you felt hard slap on your butt, and Megumi thrusting into you again, hard as a rock. Your fluids mixing with his, and forming a circle every time Megumi continues thrusting into you.

¨Told you, i'm not stoppin' any time soon¨ He gave you a sloppy kiss, while thrusting even harder than before.

He couldn't stop himself, it just feels soo right being inside of you, fantasizing about having a family, being no longer related to his, but with you. You being full of him, showering his kids with gifts and money he has, fucking you in every corner of the house both of you'll have, telling other people you're his.

He thought he was in a paradise of losers thanks to his dad, but there´s nothing like that with you.

[gratuiciel]

"so long, my hero"

a tetta kisaki/takemichi hanagaki playlist

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track list and relevant lyrics under the cut

Epigone - Natsuko Nisshoku

if all it took to survive was enthusiasm, then anyone and everyone could be a hero

in order to protect, you'll have to take that leap

you won't reach for the sky just by stretching

THISKIDSNOTALRIGHT - AWOLNATION

i still don't know what i'm doing (fuck!)

Creep - Radiohead

you're so fucking special

i wish i was special

but i'm a creep, i'm a weirdo

what the hell am i doing here?

i don't belong here

Tigerlily - La Roux

i know you better than this

i could be here when you call

i'll make you top of the list

You're Gonna Go Far, Kid - The Offspring

there's something in your way and now someone is gonna pay

and if you can't get what you want, well it's all because of me

Domino Taoshi - Scop

it took a long time to set them up, didn't it?

but toppling them is the easiest thing, that's how human relationships are

Mr Brightside (Original Demo) - The Killers

jealousy, turning saints into the sea

swimming through sick lullabies, choking on your alibis

Stalker's Tango - Autoheart

love me love me love me love me love me love me love me love me love me love me love me love me more

than you possibly can

Grace Kelly (Acoustic) - MIKA

i could be wholesome i could be loathsome

guess i'm a little bit shy

why don't you like me? why don't you like me without making me try?

Anybody Else - Dom Fera

she said with friends like these who needs anybody else?

(You're The) Devil In Disguise - Elvis Presley

i thought that i was in heaven

but i was sure surprised

heaven help me, i didn't see

the devil in your eyes

The Pretender - Foo Fighters

what if i say i'm not just another one of your plays?

you're the pretender

what if i say i will never surrender?

Carry On - The Score & AWOLNATION

when the madness all around us starts to take its toll (i carry on)

it's a long dark winding road we're on

oh, i carry on

Penguins & Polarbears - Millencolin

so you got me up against the wall

and i'm only waiting for your fall

i'll get back on top and be carefree

it's not the end for me, no, it's not the end for me

Fireproof - The National

you keep a lot of secrets and i keep none

wish i could go back and keep some

Dancing With The Devil - Set It Off

you take your aim to point the blame

it's time we let it go

so save your lies, behind those eyes you're a devil in a disguise

La Camisa Negra - Juanes

what awful luck i had

on the day that i met you

Kryptonite - 3 Doors Down

i watched the world float to the dark side of the moon

after all i knew it had to be something to do with you

Are You Satisfied? - MARINA

high achiever don't you see?

baby nothing comes for free

they say i'm a control freak driven by a greed to succeed

nobody can stop me

Calling All Skeletons - Alkaline Trio

where did you go when the lights went black?

look what's become of me

i've grown to love your disappearing acts, do one more pretty please

Circus - Britney Spears

i'm like the ring leader, i call the shots

Immortals - Fall Out Boy

i'm still comparing your past to my future

it might be your wound but they're my sutures

Meimu Jealousy - Scop & Tsugumi Nagahara

i don't need your pity

just give me love

Slim Pickens Does The Right Thing And Rides The Bomb To Hell - The Offspring

snake is in the grass while you're living in the past

say what you gonna do?

yeah what you gonna do?

Not Good Enough For Truth In Cliché - Escape The Fate

this blood on my hands is something i cannot forget

The Phoenix - Fall Out Boy

i'm gonna change you like a remix

then i'll raise you like a phoenix

Gladiator - Jann

is it everything and more than you were hoping for?

show us something we ain't never seen before

Rule #34 - Fish In A Birdcage

i have you strung

strung in my web

Sharks - Imagine Dragons

don't take it from me, i could be everything

Hatef--k - The Bravery

the only thing that i ask

love me mercilessly

Beggin' - Måneskin

i need you to understand

tried so hard to be your man

the kind of man you want in the end

only then can i begin to live again

Lay All Your Love On Me - ABBA

don't go sharing your devotion

lay all your love on me

The Sharpest Lives - My Chemical Romance

you're the one that i need

i'm the one that you loathe

RUNRUNRUN - Dutch Melrose

oh there she go, losing my head

say you'll love me to death

cause i will

Lonely Together - Avicii & Rita Ora

i might hate myself tomorrow

but i'm on my way tonight

Head Is Not My Home - MS MR

hard to believe

you could cause me harm

this could cause me harm

Numb - MARINA

i can't breathe and i can't smile

this better be worth my while

Karakuri Pierrot - 40mP & Asamakku

i am the pierrot you want me to be

pull my strings as you see fit

Admit Defeat - Bastille

you're the only voice in my head

i can hear you speaking louder than i'm thinking

I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE - Måneskin

because i'm the devil who's searching for redemption

Pseudo-Hope Syndrome - DECO*27

you can let it all out if you want

if that's what will make you feel better

let's dilute today with tears

how many times has it been so far?

Ce Que L'on S'aime - Tryo

and we were the first ones surprised to be reaping what we sow

(here "what we sow/ce que l'on sème" is a wordplay that can also be read as "how much we love each other")

Strawberry Blond - Mitski

i love everybody because i love you

Company Calls Epilogue - Death Cab For Cutie

i'm dressed up for free drinks and family greetings

on your wedding, your wedding, your wedding day

[taylor-swift-bracket]

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Notable Bridges

(Under the cut)

evermore

champagne problems

Your Midas touch on the Chevy door

November flush and your flannel cure

"This dorm was once a madhouse"

I made a joke, "Well, it's made for me"

How evergreen, our group of friends

Don't think we'll say that word again

And soon they'll have the nerve to deck the halls

That we once walked through

One for the money, two for the show

I never was ready so I watch you go

Sometimes you just don't know the answer

'Til someone's on their knees and asks you

"She would've made such a lovely bride

What a shame she's f*cked in the head," they said

But you'll find the real thing instead

She'll patch up your tapestry that I shred

ivy

So yeah, it's a fire

It's a violent blaze in the dark

And you started it

You started it

So yeah, it's a war

It's the fiercest fight of my life

And you started it

You started it

tolerate it

While you were out buildin' other worlds, where was I?

Where's that man who'd throw blankets over my barbed wire?

I made you my temple, my mural, my sky

Now I'm beggin' for footnotes in the story of your life

Drawin' hearts in the byline

Always takin' up too much space or time

You assume I'm fine, but what would you do if I

marjorie

The autumn chill that wakes me up

You loved the amber skies so much

Long limbs and frozen swims

You'd always go past where our feet could touch

And I complained the whole way there

The car ride back and up the stairs

I should've asked you questions

I should've asked you how to be

Asked you to write it down for me

Should've kept every grocery store receipt

'Cause every scrap of you would be taken from me

Watched as you signed your name Marjorie

All your closets of backlogged dreams

And how you left them all to me

right where you left me

Did you ever hear about the girl who got frozen?

Time went on for everybody else, she won't know it

She's still twenty-three inside her fantasy

How it was supposed to be

Did you hear about the girl who lives in delusion?

Breakups happen every day, you don't have to lose it

She's still twenty-three inside her fantasy

And you're sitting in front of me

Midnights

Hits Different

I find the artifacts, cried over a hat

Cursed the space that I needed

I trace the evidence, make it make some sense

Why the wound is still bleedin'

You were the one that I loved

Don't need another metaphor, it's simple enough

A wrinkle in time like the crease by your eyes

This is why they shouldn't kill off the main guy

Dreams of your hair and your stare and sense of belief

In the good in the world, you once believed in me

And I felt you and I held you for a while

Bet I could still melt your world

Argumentative, antithetical dream girl

Would’ve Could’ve Should’ve

God rest my soul

I miss who I used to be

The tomb won't close

Stained glass windows in my mind

I regret you all the time

I can't let this go

I fight with you in my sleep

The wound won't close

I keep on waiting for a sign

I regret you all the time

You’re Losing Me

How long could we be a sad song

'Til we were too far gone to bring back to life?

I gave you all my best me's, my endless empathy

And all I did was bleed as I tried to be the bravest soldier

Fighting in only your army, frontlines, don't you ignore me

I'm the best thing at this party (You're losin' me)

And I wouldn't marry me either

A pathological people pleaser

Who only wanted you to see her

And I'm fadin', thinkin'

"Do something, babe, say something" (Say something)

"Lose something, babe, risk something" (You're losin' me)

"Choose something, babe, I got nothing" (I got nothing)

"To believe, unless you're choosin' me"

You’re On Your Own Kid

From sprinkler splashes to fireplace ashes

I gave my blood, sweat, and tears for this

I hosted parties and starved my body

Like I'd be saved by a perfect kiss

The jokes weren't funny, I took the money

My friends from home don't know what to say

I looked around in a blood-soaked gown

And I saw something they can't take away

'Cause there were pages turned with the bridges burned

Everything you lose is a step you take

So, make the friendship bracelets, take the moment and taste it

You've got no reason to be afraid

Anti-Hero

I have this dream my daughter-in-law kills me for the money

She thinks I left them in the will

The family gathers 'round and reads it and then someone screams out

"She's laughing up at us from Hell"

[tokiro07]

Undead Unluck ch.211 thoughts

[I'm Beggin' of You Please Don't Take My...Band???]

(Contents: power system analysis - Unchaste, character analysis - Kururu)

Damn, didn't get to make the "don't take my mom" joke, but at least I still got to use the Jolene joke at all

Speaking of things I was wrong about, I'm bummed that Kururu's interaction with Kaede wasn't at least somewhat amicable, but it is clear that there's something wrong (probably from a development in Kururu's life or manipulation on Soul's part), so it's definitely not too late. I was at least right about Fuuko and Julia joining the band to replace lost members, though! Just...not at all in the way I initially projected! I also seem to have been right about Kaede and Raita's souls being the components that Fuuko needs to fix her vessel, but I won't worry about speculating on that this week

The real meat of this chapter though is Kururu herself, as she's finally getting some much-needed development and her stocks are going through the roof! Both her near-useless power and her fairly generic archetype have been fleshed out tremendously in this one chapter alone, doing wonders to hype me up for what's to come next in her story!

Starting with Unchaste, we've seen a lot of Negator abilities undergo massive changes between Loops, like Unfair's activation requirement switching from being hated by others to acknowledging others' strengths or Unstoppable's deactivation switching from breaking oneself to breaking something else, but I think this is the first time that the target has changed

Previously, Kururu seemed to define chastity as a lack of love; if her target knew love but didn't currently possess it, then to her, they were living a chaste life. In other words, while she couldn't negate "true love," Kururu could fill the holes in the hearts of those who were lacking love. This is why she thought she thought she could affect Fuuko, but because she believed Fuuko wasn't actually in love with Andy and was instead just pining to have someone to fill the void created by her decade of isolation

Now, Unchaste creates that hole and then fills it. Now, chastity isn't just the lack of love, it's also the the purity of devotion. Being faithful to your beloved is a chaste act, so naturally, adultery is an Unchaste act. If "true love" is chaste, then Kururu can negate it and steal it, creating an impure love built on deception

...Wait a second, this really IS Oshi no Ko!!!

Ahem...so not only is the targeted concept expanded, the overall effect seems to have expanded as well, though that might just be because we never really saw it in action. We were told that those affected by Unchaste "bum rush" Kururu, and Kururu called Fuuko her "captive" when she used it on her. I'm assuming the idea was that the target would obey her whims, but that's not really how it was explained. I always thought it was an ability meant for drawing attention, like an aggro ability, and that the targets would basically chase down the user

However, not only did the fans seem unaffected, but the people she wanted to effect are acting as they normally would towards the people they already love. This implies that either a) the overall effect has changed, and b) that Kururu's level of control over who is affected has changed. She isn't just unilaterally affecting everyone who hears her music, she specifically went out of her way to steal Kaede's bandmates. In other words...

Kururu's tragedy has already been averted!

Her original problem was that her fans rushed the stage and the concert had to be stopped, and then even after she got more control she didn't want to cheat by making people love her over other idols by any means other than her own talent. Now, not only are her fans not rushing her, it seems she can also decide who does and doesn't fall under her spell! Thanks for the help, Soul, the only thing we need to do now is fix whatever confidence issue she has and she'll be a friendly in no time!

Well, there's probably more to it than that, of course. Honestly her real tragedy has probably just been changed like Feng's, but still, the act of defeating her here and subsequently having a discussion with her will probably be all we need to fix her. The question though is how

Presumably, she might still be able to use Unchaste on the fans if she needs to, like if she perceives that they're leaning towards Kaede over her. If Kururu's abandoned her pride and is willing to use Unchaste to make fans now, then Kaede will need to take advantage of some kind of weakness within Unchaste. My guess is it will have something to do with the soul, since she seems to be gaining access to hers, so maybe by "touching the audience's souls with her own," Kaede will wipe away Kururu's negation?

In fact, the soul is probably Unchaste's weakness overall. If Andy were to come in, I think it's pretty safe to say he'd be able to resist Unchaste, and the best way I can think of for him to do that would be for him to use some immutable aspect of his soul to retain his memories of Fuuko

Of everyone, I think that Nico would be the most resistant since Unchaste erases and replaces memory, which would require that the target forget details about their past. Since Nico is Unforgettable, he should be immune inherently, but even if he isn't, the expansion of his memory from his brain to his soul likely gives him an extra line of defense

How the rest of the cast who aren't present would fend off Unchaste isn't super relevant, though. The important thing is how Kaede and Raita will manage, and I think that Kururu gave us a pretty big hint this chapter

"Up until now, all I've wanted to know is what you have that I don't. I have that thing now. I'm done losing."

At a glance, it seems like the thing that Kururu has in common with Kaede is the ability to appeal to her specific audience, as evidenced by her aforementioned enhanced control of who Unchaste affects. Thematically, though, one would assume that the thing that Kaede has over Kururu is love

"True Love is Sincere! Infatuation is Mere Veneer!" - Kururu's encantation, Viz translation "Ai wa magokoro. Koi wa shitagokoro." - original Japanese “With love (愛), the heart (心) is right in the middle (真心, sincere) but with mere flings (恋) the heart is underneath (下心, ulterior motives.)” - literal translation

Kaede is willing to make her voice sound awful to a general audience in order to appeal to a specific audience with poor hearing. To Kururu, that must seem like Kaede is willing to change herself, throw away everything that makes her her, to be loved. No wonder, then, that Kururu has completely changed her style from pop to death metal; her very identity no longer matters to her as long as people will love her

But that's where her mistake is. Kaede isn't beloved because she's willing to bend over backwards and be someone she isn't to gain love from the crowd; she's beloved because she's a genuine and earnest person with a sincere love for the crowd. She's flexible enough to change her approach to ensure that her audience will have the happiest experience possible, even if it means letting someone else take the spotlight

Kururu, meanwhile, has always been portrayed as someone willing to change herself to appeal to others; she lies about her hobbies, her skills, and even her favorite foods, all to make her brand more appealing to a general audience. In other words, Kururu's true self is hidden behind a veneer, a focus-tested pretty face put on with the ulterior motive of garnering maximum popularity. This version of Kururu doesn't care if the crowd enjoys themselves, she cares that the crowd loves her

The distinction is pretty subtle, as in the end the crowd should theoretically have a good time either way, but one performer aims to give the crowd something to cheer for, while the other aims to take the crowd's cheers

Whatever ends up happening between her and Kaede, I'm honestly just really glad that I was finally able to dig this deep into Kururu's character. I don't think it's a controversial statement to say that Kururu was one of if not the least interesting Negator previously, she was certainly near the bottom of my list when I did the character sorter, but now? Well, I won't say she's one of my favorites just yet, but damn if I'm not attached! And her arc isn't even done, she's in her villain era right now! How much more will I like her when she turns good and gives us a genuine smile??? We've probably got a few more weeks until we find out, and I can't wait!

Until next time, let's enjoy life!

[aesethewitch]

Hello! I just want to let you know that I'm on mobile app and the link to your rules on the Free Tarot Friday post isn't working for me, it redirects me to the beggining of your blog 😭 the link on your pinned post does the same thing. I can't access your rules.

Accursed website!! Try this link: https://aesethewitch.tumblr.com/rules-for-tarot-readings

If that still doesn't work, they're copied below this read more:

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[gold-rhine]

I was rewatching the 4.1 trailer again (I just keep going back to it again and again because it's so good? The music?? The characters??? I WANT TO PLAY THE ARCHON QUEST RN SO BAD guess who'll be counting down days and then hours and then minutes until the update haha....)

So! My observations! (in brackets are what should be the timestamps of what I'm referring to/quoting, fyi):

(0:26) I can’t be mistaken, that voice in the beginning is Neuvillette's, and he says "I will arrange false charges against you so that you may secretly investigate inside the Fortress." What made me confused initially was, The Neuvillette— The Chief Justice— was pretty much doing something against the "laws he holds so dear" (not that I'm saying he's "stone hearted" and all that most assume of him, it's just that it feels wrong, to me at least. Neuvillette as I perceived was someone who would uphold the laws, but never at the cost of an innocent's life and yeah, yeah I get the whole deal with Navia's dad is contradictory, but look at Childe's case Neuvillette apologised to the unconscious Harbinger: "I am sorry. If you have been wronged, we will find the truth, but the rules of the court must be upheld.") Basically, I say he's doing everything in his power to protect the people of Fontaine from the prophecy. I believe Neuvillette is being wronged with the whole "Melusines can't be trusted! The same goes for Neuvillette!" like no, just no... But then the Melusines were 'born' from an Abyssal Monster aka Elynas....

Additionally: (2:55) Lyney asks "where did you take my siblings!?" Siblings, as in plural, perhaps the other orphans from the House of the Hearth who might have been sent to infiltrate the Fortress of Meropide??

(3:00) "Since they have no way to dispose of the leftover remains, they have ways to transform them into other forms and keep them in the Fortress forever" words by Wrio which hints that the "siblings" (if not someone else) Lyney mentioned might have been dissolved which is very scary since it means that this Primordial Sea water is now rather... accessible if I must say. (Like initially, I didn't care... not that I actually didn't, but morelike "meh, it would be taken care of by the traveller" because! that place where Traveller found the Primordial Sea water, it was like a tiny lake thingy, so I was thinking it wouldn't suddenly multiply and flood all of Fontaine... right?)

(3:06) Wrio is running away from a flood of Water of the Primordial Sea in the Fortress (it's kinda blue-purple, beautiful, glowy liquid so it's definitely not just some crack in the wall), whiiiiich kinda pretty much tells us of what was flowing in those pipes someone tells us to stay away from (I mean what else would be in pipes? Some kind of gas? Okay. The Primordial Sea water? Heck, yeah.) Okay, moving on,

(3:06) Neuvillette enters the Fortress and boom—(3:28) Neuvillette using what looks like a great amount of power (or he's just simply impressive in whatever he does... okay jokes aside,) to dispel the Water of the Primordial Sea.

So, Neuvillette is able to dispel the Primordial Water, but (3:55) it also looks surrounded at the same time??? And is that Furnina's voice? (If it is, it makes me wonder if she will be alright because I've been getting anxious from her lines (3:18) "Who are you? What are you trying to do? Please don’t kill me, I'm beggining you..." She's the Hydro Archon, for her to feel threatened, it's worrisome...) and what does it mean: "you will see much in the human world from the delightful, to the depressing... And one day, when you have dwelt among humanity long enough, you will be placed to bring judgement over all, as the spokesperson for Fontaine's past"?

Honestly, the more I listen to it, the more it makes me feel it isn't Furina's voice. But anyways I'll just consider that it could be her and will present to you 3 possible explanations for that dialogue (I could be horribly wrong):

One: it was Furina and she said that to Neuvillette (in the scenario where she must exhaust her powers to somehow prevent the Primordial Sea water from dissolving her people)

Two: it was said to Neuvillette but by the Previous Hydro Archon. It makes sense, him being (speculated, though at this point its basically a fact) the Hydro Dragon and having existed prior to Furina and alongside the previous Hydro Archon. And the part, "placed to bring judgement to all, as the spokesperson for Fontaine's past", could refer to him becoming the Chief Justice, someone who upholds the law as well as have memory of Fontaine's pasts

And lastly, the third possibility: it was said to the Traveller by... someone. The traveller is someone who isn't bound to the laws of Teyvat, and essentially, Irminsul. And tampering with Irminsul would have history changed, but the traveller will know (as we've seen with the whole Greater Lord Rukkhadevata and The Balladeer stuff). The traveller is essentially a witness (if you want to know more about this, I suggest you could watch this video if you had time to spare: the video). But if it was told to the Traveller, the whole judgement thing doesn't work out... unless the traveller of course decided to rebel against Furina because of her "failing to take action as an Archon", unlikely if I must say... (but then again, we did kind of rebel against Ei in Inazuma, but that would be repetitive too).

Sorry for the long rant hehe...

imma be real with you chief, i don't think its useful to make any kind of concrete predictions, esp lore ones, based on trailers. genshin trailers are notoriously cut v misleadingly, just to hook you with shock value. they put together visuals that have nothing to do with audio, like they'll show u boss battle with dramatic music and audio is gonna be like "oh no!! Traveler is DYING, someone help!!!" and then turns out audio is from joke part of the quest where traveler pretends to drown

that said, i think we'll get info on Neuvillette and i personally think its connected to former hydro archon and the fact that like half of oceanids left fontaine bc waters are "corrupted". idk if he existed before furina did tho. bc he's mentioned to appear about around time furina does, by the Narzissenkreuz director frex, who calls him "new Iudex" at the moment of time when furina builds opera house. so he was AT LEAST not a public figure before. and from that trailer audio about like living among humans and making judgement, it might be that he only appeared when furina became archon.

[league-of-sam]

Catching A Ghost | Simon 'GHOST' Riley

Ghost x Reader

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

Simon 'GHOST' Riley x AFAB!Reader!OC 18+ MINORS DNI! t.w // angst, mental health, language, violence, death, sexual themes/SMUT, military inaccuracies, language inaccuracies (google translate).

Catching A Ghost: Masterlist

Patched up and recovering, you sat in an empty bar with the rest of the team, squeezed in between Gaz and Soap.

Thank god there was a bar right next to the safe house.

The television played quietly.

"Officials are saying a power surge is to blame for an explosion over downtown Chicago last night due to severe winds leaving thousands of residents in the dark."

You scoffed, tipping back the whiskey in your glass.

"Electricity is expected to be restored by this evening. In other news..."

"CIA shit." Price said.

Laswell smiled, "Hmm...creative writing."

"I'll never tell."

"AQ...Iran..."

"Cartels...

You hummed, "don't forget the Russians."

"Shepherd...Shadow...they got past us." Laswell sighed, looking sadly into her drink.

Looking to your right, you glanced past Soap, drowning out the conversation of your brother and handler. Ghost looked straight ahead, picking at the label stuck to the table in front of him.

He'd not spoken a word to you since the mission.

Barely even looked in your direction.

Soap coughed next to you, bringing your attention to him. Your saddened eyes filled his face with empathy, and from under the table, he gave your free hand a squeeze.

"Kate- this is over." Price's voice got the attention of the rest of you.

"No, it's not."

You sat up, spinning on your stool to face her, "What do you mean, it's not?"

"They're working with someone new."

"Who?" Price asked.

Laswell reached into her pocket, pulling out a photograph. It was handed around the table, each of you taking a good look before passing it along. 

"We don't know his name." she said.

Price shook his head, "He's not new."

The boys wore the same look; anger mixed with shock. You and Laswell had the same confused look, you not having recognised the man in the image.

"Who is he?" you asked.

Price leaned in close to Laswell, "Makarov."

Laswell nodded, pulling out a tablet.

She showed you everything she had found from her research, and everything she had on Shepherd. 

He'd put a hit out on the entire team, and none of you were safe anymore.

Before it could be traced, Laswell was able to take a large sum from the reserve funds in the CIA, and she had used it to secure a private hostel in Amsterdam, where you were to stay low for as long as possible.

The screeching of a chair halted the conversation, as Ghost stood up, storming out of the bar, slamming the door behind him. 

Your mouth dropped open, looking at the men around you. They looked just as confused as you, eyes trained on the door as it flapped back and forth.

Before anyone could say anything, you placed your glass down, quietly following after him. Price grabbed your hand to stop you, but you offered him a reassuring smile, and shook off his grip, walking out of the door.

When you got to the safe house, it was still in darkness, and Ghost was nowhere in sight.

You heard rustling from upstairs, and so pulling your hood down, you followed the noise.

In his room, Ghost was tossing around his belongings in frustration. His mind was a mess, his heart even more so.

He smelt your perfume before he saw you, standing in his doorway, so small and bundled up.

Stitches ran along your forehead yet again, but you had never looked more beautiful.

"Please don't shut me out, Simon." your voice came. 

It sounded so small, so sweet.

"Ya need t'go." he said gruffly.

"I'm not going anywhere, I told you that already."

He scoffed, "But it was a lie, wasn't it?"

"What? N-no it wasn't-"

"Yeah it was." he stalked over to you, raising his voice, "you said ya wouldn't ever go, yet there you were beggin' me t'shoot ya! How could ya ask me to do that?"

"What else was I supposed to do? You couldn't get a shot and we needed him dead."

"Not sacrifice yourself! Not be so fuckin' willing to die for everyone else!"

He stepped away, breathing heavily as he got overwhelmed.

"Not be so fuckin' willing to jus' leave me."

Your heart shattered.

In the moment, you never thought of it as leaving him. You didn't even stop to think of how your death would affect everyone around you.

How it would affect him.

He backed down, sitting on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands. You whimpered, crossing the room swiftly to kneel down in front of him. Reaching up, you placed your hands on his face, trying to make him look at you.

"What I did up there...it wasn't to leave you, I- I wasn't even thinking about anything but the mission-"

"You asked me to shoot ya."

"I know I did, I'm sorry Simon. I'm so sorry."

You soft apologies broke his demeanour, and his hands lifted up to hold onto your wrists gently as he leaned into your touch. His eyes closed briefly, before opening again, red and wet.

He was crying.

"I'd never leave you, not by choice...Simon, what I feel for you, it-"

"Stop." he cut you off.

His gaze hardened, the tears disappearing as quickly as they'd formed. He plucked your hands from his face harshly, pulling you to your feet and shoving you away.

"No."

"What?"

"Can't do this." he said, marching you to the door.

Anger filled you now. You were about to tell him everything, how much he meant to you, but he didn't want to hear it. You laughed bitterly, shaking his hands off you.

"How many times are we gonna do this, huh? How many things have to happen before you realise that being so closed off only hurts you?"

"Y'need to go."

"And you need to decide what it is you want!"

"I know what I want."

"Yeah? And what's that? 'Cause I'm on the verge of claiming fuckin' whiplash."

"I don't want this."

You faltered, your entire body softening as the tears finally fell. "W-what?"

"I don't want this...don't want ya. Better off alone. I warned ya before."

Silence fell between you.

Your shoulders shuddered as you tried to keep your sobs inside. Even now, he still wouldn't look at you, and you shook your head.

"Fine." you said, turning your back on him. "I hope one day you find happiness, Simon. You deserve it, even if you keep telling yourself you don't."

With that, you ran to the safety of your room, locking the door behind you.

The tears were free rolling now, and you slid down the door, stopping in a ball at the floor. Your hand was clamped over your mouth in an effort to be quiet as you heard the others return from the bar.

Standing up, you walked to your rucksack, rummaging around until you found it - the hoodie he let you wear after that night in the cabin.

He'd never taken it back, not that you tried to give it back.

Lifting it to your nose, you inhaled.

It still smelt like him, gunpowder and aftershave with the hint of cigarettes. But now, it wasn't comforting, it only made your heart hurt more.

The second he heard your cries echo in the hall, Ghost had stepped forward, desperate to follow you.

What the fuck did he just do?

He broke your heart, that's what he did.

The Ghost lost his Boo, and it was his fault entirely.

He didn't know why he was acting like what you did was purposeful, he's put himself in countless positions of a similar calibre, but you. He couldn't lose you, the thought knocked him sick.

So why did he just do exactly that?

You were right there, begging for him, face soft and supple. Lips begging to be kissed. And he pushed you away, both physically and mentally.

The voice in his head berated him, telling him this was for the best.

But was it?

How can something that hurt so much be for the best?

Ten years he'd spent lonely and broken. Then you came along, and within mere weeks, had him feeling things he'd not felt, maybe even ever. You'd tried to heal every crack, every bend, every broken piece of him, and not once did you ever judge him for it.

You did remind him of his mum, because you looked at him the same way. 

With love.

And he'd lost you.

[plscallmeeren]

3 I H A T E M Y S E L F F O R L O V I N G Y O U

'Midnight, gettin' uptight, where are you?

You said you'd meet me, now it's quarter to two

I know I'm hangin' but I'm still wantin' you

Hey Jack, it's a fact they're talkin' in town

I turn my back and you're messin' around

I'm not getting jealous, don't like lookin' like a clown

I think of you every night and day

You took my heart, and you took my pride away

I hate myself for loving you

Can't break free from the the things that you do

I wanna walk but I run back to you

That's why I hate myself for loving you

Daylight, spent the night without you

But I've been dreamin' 'bout the lovin' you do

I'm over being angry 'bout the hell you put me through

Hey man, bet you can't treat me right

You just don't know what you was missin' last night

I wanna see you beggin', say, 'forget it' just for spite'

- Joan Jett and the Blackhearts

"See you later, have fun," I called after the twins as they hurried off, simply smiling back at Evan before she left as well. Miriam was at home, 'sick', but in truth she was grieving for her ex-girlfriend that broke up with her.

I wanted to be with her, hugging her, comforting her, whispering sweet nothings that I never knew whether they were true or not, all of it. But instead I was standing in my car door, holding eye contact with Billy Hargrove as he did the same.

Max jumped out of the car beside him, ready to catch up with Angel (who hadn't seen her), but made a point to come up to me beforehand.

Her head sunk as she whispered to me, mildly fearful but mainly fierce, willing me to believe her words: "Stay away from him. Please. I can tell you're not like the others to him - I don't know what he'll do. But he's dangerous. He could hurt you."

"Thanks for the warning. I'm taking you seriously, believe me, but... I spent almost every day of my life with him for three years. He never hurt me," I countered. At least not physically, but I kept that thought to myself. There were no greetings, no small talk, no sugar-coating.

It was strange talking to someone that way. I wasn't used to it in the least. But it was undeniably refreshing. Who did, after all, need all those frivolous words and endless double-meanings?

She shook her head in disbelief, licking her lips nervously as she glanced behind her at Billy, who was beginning to approach us.

"Be careful," she breathed, throwing her skateboard onto the ground and jumping on it, rolling away as she called out for Evan.

What had he done to her? What exactly, so that she had grown so scared?

"That little shit- What did she say to you? Huh? What did she say?" he spoke loudly, and for the first time in years I remembered the intimidating aura that pulsated and radiated when he was angry at someone. More than anything, I remembered those same savage eyes when their hungry gaze was turned on me.

"You're angry, baby. I always told you I'd refuse to talk to you when you're angry. Hasn't changed. Even if no one else abides by such a sensible policy," I reminded him calmly, closing the car door behind me and leaning on the vehicle instead.

He tensed, visibly making an effort to breathe deeply and stop his raging heart.

"Okay, now what-"

"You're still angry," I repeated, walking up to him and setting a hand on his cheek as I stared at his eyes, waiting patiently.

"Okay. Okay. It doesn't matter. Doesn't matter," he chanted, trying to convince himself.

"Yeah, sugar. It doesn't." My other hand found his face as well without my permission, but I had never had enough control over my emotions as to stop myself.

"Skip first period with me?" he offered hopefully, leaning into my touch as I momentarily closed my eyes to consider.

"Just this once," I gave in, painfully aware of what I had told Eddie the day before.

•••

We sat in the forest, Billy's head lying on my lap as I fiddled with his hair, appreciating it more than ever now that I could see him again. For so long, the most I had seen of him was his silhouette sitting arrogantly in his Camaro, waiting for Max to leave my house in order to drive her home. That was all.

"So, how's Johnathan?" Billy asked lightly as he took a drag on his cigarette.

"You're really trying to make up with me, aren't you?" Considering the amount of time Billy had spent tormenting both me and my friend for our friendship was impressively terrible, I couldn't help being just a tad surprised as the past lay in very stark contrast to asking how he was.

"But I think he's okay. Well, as okay as one can be after that sort of thing happens to your little brother and family and shit," I confessed, snatching the cigarette from his hand and inhaling a breath of deviously calming smoke as well before returning it to his smug self.

"Yeah. I wouldn't mind if Max went missing for a few weeks-"

"Shut your fucking mouth," I snapped, frowning, not finding the insinuation funny at all.

"Okay, sorry, sorry. Didn't mean to upset you," he replied with his hands raised beside his head in surrender.

"It's not about me," I scoffed, hoping upon hope that I meant it. "Max is great, and you treat her like shit. That's what it's about."

He stayed silent, the grin fading from his face at my words as he stared into void air.

"Yeah. I do," he finally admitted, not so much guilt as nostalgia dominating his features. I could've screamed at seeing it. At the reason he had suffered so much. The reason Max had suffered so much. The reason I had. Susan had. Mr. fucking Hargrove.

Except it probably wasn't him. It was probably his father, or his mother, or maybe his aunt. Who knew these things. But that leaves one with the aggravating truth that the act can always be justified, and the culprit can never be served.

"Hey, speaking of blood relatives... How's your father treating you, love?" I asked carefully, stroking the side of his face gently as he closed his eyes.

"Cologne isn't the only make-up I have on. And damn, do I love when you call me that." I didn't answer that. No more than a 'cologne isn't make-up', at least. What was I supposed to say that I hadn't a million times already?

"And your mother?"

"Oh, she left. Max didn't tell you? That was years ago."

"No... I'm sorry," I breathed, but he just shook his head.

"No, I'd leave me, too, if I could. Who wouldn't?" Another way we were the same. And our mothers before that. All the same, sad, motherfucking story.

"That's not fair. You can't say that to me," I whispered, cradling his head in my hands protectively as I stared forward blindly, refusing to look at him.

"Guess not."

He sat up, sitting down next to me as his cologne washed over me in a new wave of serendipity. Too much for comfort.

"Hey, I still love you," he cooed, and the shift in his features was noticeable as he tweaked himself in just the right ways to charm more people. A more general population. Not me. I liked him just as he was.

He cupped my cheek and easily slipped his knee between my legs from the side, insinuating heavily, but I just stared on, empty of myself with a frown on my face.

"Look at me. Please." I did as he asked, but not because I obeyed him - because there was nowhere else I wanted to look anyway. Nothing worth seeing, or am I wrong?

He slowly leaned in, his knee digging further into me as his lips almost touched mine, but that was too far. Too much betrayal to be undone in an hour.

I turned my face away from him again, letting his kiss find my cheek gently instead. He was hurt, it seemed. Well, not as hurt as me.

"Did I even know you?" He wasn't angry. Or desperate. Nothings as primitive as that. He was sad and he was disappointed and he was guilty, but most of all, the doubt was taking the place off the last strands and sparks of hope he had had left.

At least I could say I felt far more guilty. Not that I could have named a single one of my resonating emotions in that specific moment.

"How could you have known me? I don't even know myself," I breathed, the very disbelief and anger I looked down upon sickering through my immature words. I sounded like I hadn't talked in weeks. I felt like someone was screaming into a microphone inside my head, banging against my skull to let them out but there was no door, or at least none I had a key to, and I swore I could hear a threatening buzzing sound. I swore.

"Or maybe that's just it. Maybe you knew me. Maybe it's only me. Maybe every accusation anyone has ever made and every therapist's diagnosis was right. Maybe I just don't wanna accept it. How would I know?" I didn't mean to snap at him. I really didn't. But I hadn't talked to anyone in years, and I suppose that was changing at a high volume.

"Well, have you ever thought... that maybe that's not exclusive? I don't know, but what if it's all true - every image, diagnosis, whatever - but it's just... not the full story? Maybe it's just that there's a whole lot more to you. You surprise me every time. So I guess there's always more. Right?"

Is he just as perfect as he was when I was 17?

And then I snapped out of it. My two lives; Dreamwalking and the anxious realist. Whatever did I prefer? My Piscean or my Aquarian?

Suddenly my fingernails were very interesting, the ones on my right hand picking at the others. The way my muscles moved as they did so. The dry, leaf-covered ground resting about a meter beneath them. They've gotten pretty long. I should cut them again soon.

"Raven?"

I had to look up at him, simply had to. His pretty blue eyes as pure as poetry. Hair falling beside his face like it had been painted with the swift and delicate turns of a painter's tool. Lips that seemed to beg to be kissed, if they could not be watched talking.

And yet I was the one who had just turned him down.

"Maybe," I whispered, suddenly not able to look him in the eye. "Maybe."

"I'm not proud of what I did, y'know. I'm not proud of what I do to Max either, no matter what I say. I just... I have nowhere to show emotion anymore. Nowhere to be me or just... talk without a million lies and charms to make sure the only thing anyone will ever hear from it is 'I wanna fuck you'. That's not- I hate it. I hate it. Not Max. I don't really hate Max. Who could hate Max?"

I smiled sadly, looking back at him, but I wasn't blind. I saw what he was doing.

"No- I, uh. Remember that night when, um, Neil beat me up so bad I was scared to go to school because there was no way to cover it up?"

I nodded intently.

"Yeah, well, when you climbed through my window and held me and used your magic make-up shit on me to make it all look like it wasn't there... I stopped hiding for the very first time in my life apart from with my mother when I was little. It felt really weird. But I never forgot it. But the next day, at school, I got over myself and talked to you no matter what my so-called 'friends' would think of it.

'When I did, you practically whisked me away to that field - y'know, that pretty one up on the hill?"

I nodded again.

"And we talked about all kinds of shit. From how our parents treated us to our favourite bands to fuckin' philosophy. And then we fucked under a tree, on a meadow, and I have never enjoyed sex as much as I did with you that day. Ever. And I still think you're not only the most beautiful girl I've ever met - by far - but also that you have the hottest figure-"

"Okay, I can do without that compliment, hon'", I laughed, and he laughed with me.

"Yeah, I remember", I repeated, stealing his cigarette once again to calm my nerves a bit. "But don't pull your 'you're the only girl who does that or this' crap on me. I'm not a fucking idiot, I know the tricks."

A moment of silence.

"Are you... Did you give up on dope?" he asked carefully. Nothing else other than the final fight had damaged our relationship as much.

I had to laugh. A hollow, dry laugh that I wished hadn't need be.

"Oh, yeah, I gave up on weed a long time ago," I told him with a sarcastic edge. I was still an addict. Just an addict with not enough money.

"Oh. So... I regret my actions, you're not a dope-head anymore... I'd say we're perfect for each other," Billy finalised, wrapping an arm around my shoulders and kissing me on the cheek.

"Hm, yeah, I dunno," I joked, teasingly putting a finger under his chin and leading his face to mine, allowing my lips to ghost his, pulling away and standing.

"Oh, you are still a tease, aren't you?" he squinted at me, disapproving yet smiling.

"Right? Crazy, huh."

"Yeah. Now c'mere, the least you can do is sit close to me."

"Billy Hargrove wants someone to intrude on his personal space?"

"Shut up."

"Sure thing."

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[bileov]

me watching you guys use jake t. austin as leo’s faceclaim

[zmayadw]

Promise Of A Fool In Love

▫️ Duskwood Oneshot ▫️

‼️ CONTAINS EPISODE 10 SPOILERS ‼️

Characters: Jake / GN!MC / Alan Bloomgate

Words: 2694

Warnings: Beside containing ep 10 spoilers, some swearing and I believe nothing else, but as usual, if you stumble upon something, please let me know 😊

A/N: Ok, I'm sorry, but I just cannot come to terms with not knowing 100% what happened to our beloved hacker at the end, so here I am! 😁

Oh, and this is the first time I am writing a GN!MC, so please, if you see any mistakes concerning that, do let me know so I can correct it :) Also, thank you @yuvon-augold79 for your advice and help!

A/N2: Ok, please, I beg you, as you read this, just don't go searching too much credibility for the mine events part, this is just fiction/fanfiction after all, and I just wanted to give me some concrete closure, be it possible or not. Thank you in advance! Hope you will like it! 💚

Jake: If I could deactivate the fake stream and transmit the cameras' real images instead

Then that way we might be able to find Hannah and Richy.

Jake press send on his chat with Mc focusing quickly back on the comptuer in front of him. He already spent way too much time in this room but if he succeeds doing it, the chance for him finding Hannah and Richy grow exponentially.

MC: Oh, you haven't heard yet

Alan just escorted Hannah out of the mine

„What!?“ he blurts out not believing his eyes and grabs his phone.

Jake: Hannah is safe?

MC: Yes :)

Closing his eyes for a moment, he takes a deep breath and exhales relieved that Hannah is finally safe. But she wasn't the only one they needed to find.

Jake: But what about Richy?

MC: Alan will find him

Jake: All right.

I must leave this mine immediately.

~ ~ ~ ~

Reluctantly, he peels his eyes from his phone screen and tucks it to his pocket. It was time to get the hell out of this place. And fast.

Unfortunately, that is not going to be an easy task.

With no knowledge in what part of the mine Michael might be exactly, the map of the mine on his phone being of no use and the hatch at the Grimrock  locked, it's going to be extremely hard to leave this place.

Not to mentione that most likely all the known exits are probably guarded with cops, or the FBI agents, it's going to take a miracle for him to leave this place unnoticeable.

But that's not going to stop him from trying. He made a promise to Mc, and there was nothing that's going to stop him from keeping that promise. Especially not now when he finally managed the courage to confess his feelings to them.

It's been so long since the last time he felt like this – since he felt so alive. With everything that happened to him, he forgot how good that feeling was, how everything gets a different meaning when you have something to look forward to. Or rather to say someone.

And it is amazing how fast one can get used back to that feeling again, especially with the right person. So damn right he will do everything he can to get out of here alive.

But first thing first – he needs to get back to the higher level, it will definitely be more probable to find a way out from there. And even if it was a big risk, he should try to use the same ladders he took to get down here. Finding a new set of ladders blindly might take him way too much time.

Reaching the ladders, he carefully starts climbing. He tries to focus his hearing for any signs of movement, but the sound of his own heart beating uncontrollably made it hard for him.

While climbing, he remembers he saw a side tunnel not that far down from the beggining of the shaft. He should try using it rather than going back all the way up and risk getting caught immediately.

When he reached the side tunnel, he carefully takes his phone out from his pocket, holding the ladders tightly with his other hand. He turns the flashligh on and points it at the tunnel.

The side tunnel was definitely used in the past – there were still wires with the lights on each side of it, and that kinda gave him some hope that this tunnel could maybe take him to some other useful part of the mine. Hopefully.

There was only one way to find out.

Not even a few steps in, he had to get into an uncomfortable half-crouching position to continue through it, slowing him down. He just hoped it won't take him long to reach the end of it – this place was very unstable, it was hard to keep the thought of this tunnel collapsing out of his head.

Luckily, he soon found himself reaching the end of it, ending up in what looked like another main tunnel. Streching a bit, he notice that the lights on the wall in this part of the tunnel are working, and he wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. But what he did know was that he needs to keep moving.

The tunnel had only two options – either take left or right – and if he calculated correctly by the position of the shaft and the side tunnel, it would be better to continue on the left and make some distance from the Grimrock entrance.

The eerie silence of the tunnel was not helping in making him any less jittery, and the sudden thought how he told Mc earlier about the catastrophe that happened here all those years ago, and allegedly 'calls of the deceased workers' still being heard echoing through the mine makes his skin crawl.

Get a grip, Jake, and focus! he scolds himself and shakes his head with a low chuckle, focusing back on the path in front of him. He knew better than to believe in some old ghost stories, but he couldn't deny the fact that this place was definitely creepy.

„Oh, fuck!“ he curse outloud after a while, coming to a dead end. The semi circular room he reached was blocked at the other end, and after a bit more thorough examination, he had no other option but to retrace his steps.

A sudden loud boom of an explosion cuts through the eerie silence of the mine.

„What the...“ his eyes turn wide, both from fear and unexpectedness of it. What the hell was happening? He better ask Mc what is going on, and make sure everyone is fine.

But the moment his hand went for his pocket, the whole place started vibrating, immediately followed by a violent shaking, and he barely managed to keep himself from losing his footing.

The walls around him began to crumble, and he had just enough time for the thought how, after everything, his promise to Mc might end unfulfilled. And that thought pained him extremely.

Then everything went dark.

~ ~ ~ ~

His eyelids fly open and he gasps for air, instantly followed by the rapid coughing attack. His mouth were full of dust and he definitely didn't want to swallow any of it.

When his cough subsided and his eyes adjusted to his surrounding, he tries to sit up and immediately wince in pain clutching his shoulder. He had no idea if his shoulder was dislocated or just extremely bruised, but the pain in it was strong. He desperately needed his backpack.

Being on a run for all these years at least thaught him one thing – always keep some essentials in you backpack. So knowing that he had some strong painkillers and a bottle of water in it relieved him a bit.

Pushing some rocks and debris of off his legs, he was able to move more easily. Slowly, but not withouth some more painful wincing, he manages to take the backpack off his back.

Thankfully, the water bottle survived and he immediately takes two painkillers with as little water possible. He had absolutely no idea how long he might be here, so being cautious with his water consumption would be a smart move.

Allowing himself a moment, he close his eyes and leans on the wall waiting for the painkillers to do their magic. He was aware they won't help completely, his shoulder was pretty beaten up, but it was better than nothing. And he couldn't actually believe how extremely lucky he was to come out of this with only a beaten up shoulder and some negligible cuts. It really is a miracle he is still alive and kicking. Well, not kicking maybe, but close.

Few minutes later, he reach for his pocket only to take out his completely borken phone. He snorts at the sight of it - he was already lucky enough as it is, so something was bound to go against him.

Taking the flashlight from his backpack, he push himself against to wall to stand up. This place was now even more unstable than before, and he definitely didn't want to stick around here more than it was necessary. Turning the flashligh on, he start to inspect the place.

His hope in finding a way out of here soon began to fade the more he looked around - no matter what side he turned to, everything was completely blocked. But when he turned his gaze up, his heart jolted with excitement.

The collapse revealed a hole in the ceiling of the wall, or he just didn't had a chance to notice it before, but that was irrelevant now.

Upon taking a closer look at it, he saw that there were some kind of a wooden boards, placed conveniently to resemble a ladder, and surpisingly looked pretty sturdy, too.

Now, he only had to figure out how to climb up there, and fast - the pain killers did start to work and his pain bacame much more bearable, but he was positive that won't last for very long.

With again some unknown luck on his side, there was just about enough stones and debris laying under the hole already, so it didn't take him too long to add some more and make sure it is safe enough for him to climb it and reach the boards.

Collecting his stuff, he slowly starts up the pile and peeks head first into the hole. Straightening up, he see that the first board is at the level of his hips, wich made it much easier for him to start climbing considering his shoulder injury.

Carefully making his way up, the thought that his climb will soon end in another dead end scared him. And that was exactly what happened.

Screaming out every possible curse that he could think of didn't really help in changing his sittuation, but what else was he suppose to do.

And when the place once again rapidly began to shake, there was notthing else for him to do but to laugh "I guess my luck finally ran out."

The pieces of the wall crumbling and hitting him gradually became larger and larger, one of those hitting at his injured shoulder almost making him loos his grip of the boards. Not that it would matter anyway, because if the shaking doesn't stop he is screwed either way.

Unfortunately, the shaking just intensified, but that was actually a good thing - because in that moment another hole opened up above him, and without giving it much though, he rush towards it, and soon fills his lungs with a breath of fresh air.

Hastily, he pulls himself out taking a few steps away from the hole just to be on the safe side before collapsing to the ground.

Turning on his back he tries to calm his rapid breaths, and finally, as he gaze at the starry sky above him, it hits him that he made it out alive and kicking.

Not a second later, he again begins to laugh, a bit hysterically this time, not noticing that the tears started rolling down his face "Piece of cake."

🟢 🟢 🟢

TWO MONTHS LATER

„Hello, Mc.“ Chief Alan Bloomgate answers his phone without bothering to check at the caller's ID. He knew who it was the moment his phone started to ring - they've been calling every day, at the exact same time in the evening for the last two months, inquiring the same thing. And each time his heart sank lower for giving them the same damn answer.

They might had a shaky begining, but he grew more fond of them with each passing day. Not to mention, that he did feel bad for not believing them from the start of this whole thing with Miss. Donfort, but what's done is done, he can't change any of that.

And nothing of that can change the fact that he had no new information to tell them. Not yesterday, not today, and probably not tomorrow.

He takes a deep breath „You know, Mc, maybe you should head back home for a while, hmh? I understand, you want to be here in case something changes, and I know you think you're doing what is best, but you're just torturing yourself like this.“

He couldn't bring hiself to say exactly what he meant, but he knew Mc were smart, and they perfectly understood the hidden meaning behind his words.

It's been two months, and with the rainy season that started in Duskwood, it would take them forever to safely check every part of the mine that collapsed. And lets be honest here, how long can one survive in such harsh conditions after all.

„Thank you for your concern, Alan, but I think I'll just stick around for now.“

Ofcourse they will, he already knew that was the answer he will recieve from them. And honestly, he couldn't blame them, he would probably be the same if the roles were reversed. He himself knew very well how difficult it was to give up on something. Even harder on someone.

„Very well, Mc. 'Till tomorrow, then.“

~

At the other side of Duskwood, Mc desperately lowers their phone on the bed after the call with Chief Alan. It's been three weeks since they arrived here and made Mrs. Walter's motel their temporary home.

They knew Alan was right, but how could they just leave!? No, that is out of the question! The chances might be close to zero, but until there are some firm evidence, they are staying right where they are.

They grab back their phone and opet the chat with Jessy - some distractions would do them good, and they were positive Jessy would feel the same.

Just as they were about to start typing, the screen of the phone turns completely black. "What the hell!?!" they protest, pushing nervously on the side button in hope to make the phone working again.

Suddenly, the screen flashes and a familiar symbol appears on it.

They stare in awe at the Nymos eye floating on their phone screen, grabbing the phone tighter with shaky hands as the loud sound of their heart frantically beating echoes in their ears.

The screen flash once again and Nymos eye disappears, but there was now a pointer flashig and the letters begin to appear on the screen.

I apologise for my lateness

:)

But it is as I promised you

We shall see each other in Duskwood

They waited nervously for another message to come on, but the screen stayed unaltered. Frustrated, they groan out loud "Arghh, what's that suppose to mean!?"

A few seconds later, all the previous messages disappear and another one starts forming.

Knock, knock, Mc :)

They watch even more confused than before as the screen gets back to normal as if nothing happened. But when a knock came at the doors of their motel room, in a flash they cross the distance to it and open them abruptly.

With one hand on the door, and placing the other defiantly on the hip, they glare at the young black-haired man in front of them "You're late!"

The young man nods his head respectfully "My apologies, again. But there were some...inconviniencess I had to take care of first."

Mc raise their eyebrow "Inconviniences you say. All right. And is that over and done now?

"It is." the young man shortly comments.

"Good." Mc replies. "So, what now?"

"Now" the black-haired starts taking a step closer to them, his eyes flashing with a devilish glow "I will ask you one last time."

His closeness made their skin crawl with goosebumps, and his eyes were so hypnotizing, it was hard for them to concentrate. Swallowing hard, they manage to find their voice "Ask me what?"

The young man smiles "Do you still want to be with me?"

Mc smiles back and close the remaining distance between them, wrapping their arms around his neck. Before their lips finally met, they softly whisper "Always."

[beels-burger-babe]

B with the Brothers

So originally in The Other Human I was going to write the brothers in the fic too, but got lazy and didn't want to write a little thing with all of them, so I cut it out.

Here are some of my favourite interactions that I did write though:

Before either of you could say much else, the door swung open as three men — one blonde, one wearing a scarf, and one with white hair — walked in. 

"What's takin' so long?" The white-haired one whined as he strutted over to the two of you. "Ya just had to greet the new meat and send 'em off to Lucifer, not read them the Devildom's entire history!" He towered over B by at least half a foot as he scowled down at her. 

She shot the demon a half-hearted, sharp look as she watched him carefully. "I was just getting to that. Be nice to our new guest please." 

The lean, scarf-wearing man giggled as he dropped an arm over B's shoulders. "Relax, Bumble Bee. You're so high strung~" He purred into her ear. 

Her cheeks flushed as she pushed him away. "I'm just being cautious, Asmo. You guys underestimate how traumatizing this whole thing can be; especially since someone rejected my idea of sending out information packets in advance," B grumbled with a pout. This only made Asmo coo as he went to pinch her cheeks. B let out a disgruntled whine as she swatted at his hands. 

The blond chuckled as he eyed the two in amusement. "You know as well as I do that even if we did send something like that out, they wouldn't have believed it," he smirked as he glanced over at you. "Am I wrong?" 

You avoided his eyes and scowled as you shook your head. If you had received something along the lines of what B described, you would've thought it was a prank and thrown it out with the rest of your junk mail.

You avoided his eyes and scowled as you shook your head. If you had received something along the lines of what B described, you would've thought it was a prank and thrown it out with the rest of your junk mail.

"Just as I thought," he added on smugly. "Now, are you going to introduce us them, B?"

B sighed before smiling at you reassuringly. She appeared to have lost her battle with Asmodeus as the demon was now happily perched behind her with his arms around her waist and chin tucked neatly on top of her head.

***

*Mammon loudly introduces himself* You took a step back from the loud, but admittedly gorgeous, demon and glanced over at B with wide eyes.

She instantly squirmed her way out of Asmodeus's grasp and moved in front of you. "You're overwhelming them, Mams. Tone it down just a little bit, okay?" B's voice was firm but gentle as she spoke with the demon. Mammon eyed her for a moment before nodding and stepping back. 

***

You frowned as you realized something. "Wait," everyone in the room paused as their gazes fell onto you. "If ... If this is only supposed to be for a year, why are you still here?" You gulped as Satan raised an eyebrow at you, but you kept your eyes fixed on B — the calm smile that was ever present on her face didn't so much as twitch. "W-Were you kidnapped? Are they keeping you here too?"

"Careful now," Asmodeus piped in before B could respond. "You're implying some very naughty things," He spoke coldly. 

You shivered as B tilted her head in thought. "I mean ... They're not entirely wrong?" 

"HUH?!" Everyone squawked as they turned to her.

B's eyes widened as she held her hands up in defence. "What?! I was brought down here against my will. That's technically kidnapping!" 

Satan scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest, "I don't seem to recall you resisting being down here all that much? In fact, I'm pretty sure you gave into Lucifer's orders and then hid in your room almost right away."

B glared at him, which was quite ineffective as it only seemed to amuse the blond further. "It's called strategy! I was trying to earn your trust so you wouldn't just kill me!"

Mammon smirked and leaned down mockingly toward B, "Not ta mention, I remember a certain someone bawlin' and beggin' to stay when we tried to send you back a few months ago."

You frowned as you watched the interaction. "So she has Stockholm Syndrom?"

B and Satan both opened their mouths to argue before they silently shut them. B gaped as she turned to the blond. "Holy shit ... Do I just have Stockholm Syndrom?"

"Hey. You guys were supposed to meet us outside 10 minutes ago," You all turned to the door to see a dual-haired man standing looking bored in the entranceway as a giant ginger stood behind him. 

"I have Stockholm Syndrom." B blurted out as she anxiously looked at the pair. 

The ginger frowned in confusion. "You have what?"

The shorter of the two raised an eyebrow. "Where the fuck did you get that idea?"

***

"That's right, B is our first!" Mammon boasted as he placed a hand on her shoulder and looked sharply down at you. "Which means they're one of us. So ya better show them some respect."

"Mammon ..." B groaned as her cheeks turned pink.

"No, he's right, B," Satan spoke up and you shivered as his acid-filled gaze caught yours. "You are under our watch, so we will look out for you. B is our human and has our trust. Do not underestimate that."

B rolled her eyes, "Alright, cut it out. You're going to scare them."

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[taylor-swift-bracket]

🎇Please reblog!🎇

Notable Bridges

(Under the cut)

Speak Now (Taylor’s Version)

Dear John

You are an expert at sorry and keeping lines blurry

Never impressed by me acing your tests

All the girls that you've run dry have tired lifeless eyes

'Cause you burned them out

But I took your matches before fire could catch me

So don't look now

I'm shining like fireworks over your sad empty town

Oh, oh

Enchanted

This is me praying that

This was the very first page

Not where the storyline ends

My thoughts will echo your name

Until I see you again

These are the words I held back

As I was leaving too soon

I was enchanted to meet you

Please, don't be in love with someone else

Please, don't have somebody waiting on you

Please, don't be in love with someone else (Ooh)

Please, don't have somebody waiting on you (Ooh, oh)

Back to December

I miss your tanned skin, your sweet smile

So good to me, so right

And how you held me in your arms that September night

The first time you ever saw me cry

Maybe this is wishful thinkin'

Probably mindless dreaming

But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right

I'd go back in time and change it, but I can't

So, if the chain is on your door, I understand

Long Live

Hold on to spinning around

Confetti falls to the ground

May these memories break our fall

Will you take a moment? Promise me this

That you'll stand by me forever

But if, God forbid, fate should step in

And force us into a goodbye

If you have children some day

When they point to the pictures

Please, tell 'em my name

Tell 'em how the crowds went wild

Tell 'em how I hope they shine

Long live the walls we crashed through

I had the time of my life with you

Mine

And I remember that fight, 2:30AM

As everything was slipping right out of our hands

I ran out crying and you followed me out into the street

Braced myself for the goodbye

'Cause that's all I've ever known

Then you took me by surprise

You said, "I'll never leave you alone"

evermore

champagne problems

Your Midas touch on the Chevy door

November flush and your flannel cure

"This dorm was once a madhouse"

I made a joke, "Well, it's made for me"

How evergreen, our group of friends

Don't think we'll say that word again

And soon they'll have the nerve to deck the halls

That we once walked through

One for the money, two for the show

I never was ready so I watch you go

Sometimes you just don't know the answer

'Til someone's on their knees and asks you

"She would've made such a lovely bride

What a shame she's f*cked in the head," they said

But you'll find the real thing instead

She'll patch up your tapestry that I shred

ivy

So yeah, it's a fire

It's a violent blaze in the dark

And you started it

You started it

So yeah, it's a war

It's the fiercest fight of my life

And you started it

You started it

Tolerate it

While you were out buildin' other worlds, where was I?

Where's that man who'd throw blankets over my barbed wire?

I made you my temple, my mural, my sky

Now I'm beggin' for footnotes in the story of your life

Drawin' hearts in the byline

Always takin' up too much space or time

You assume I'm fine, but what would you do if I

Marjorie

The autumn chill that wakes me up

You loved the amber skies so much

Long limbs and frozen swims

You'd always go past where our feet could touch

And I complained the whole way there

The car ride back and up the stairs

I should've asked you questions

I should've asked you how to be

Asked you to write it down for me

Should've kept every grocery store receipt

'Cause every scrap of you would be taken from me

Watched as you signed your name Marjorie

All your closets of backlogged dreams

And how you left them all to me

Right where you left me

Did you ever hear about the girl who got frozen?

Time went on for everybody else, she won't know it

She's still twenty-three inside her fantasy

How it was supposed to be

Did you hear about the girl who lives in delusion?

Breakups happen every day, you don't have to lose it

She's still twenty-three inside her fantasy

And you're sitting in front of me

[tuesday-teyz]

Looking for co-author? Maybe???

Okay hear me out

My fav movie of all times is Avatar, and by that I mean the blue aliens sci-fi movie aka this

And today I got a thought: what if I wrote an Avatar Dream SMP AU?

Just think about it. Sci-fi & "human are space orcs" type of fanfics are still quite popular on a03, and Avatar has SO much lore and world building both featured in the movie and released as additional material in magazines (that I may or may not own) that it'd be a waste not to use it. At this point blockmen fanfiction is the only way we could get Avatar 2

Some ideas I got set already:

•Bedrock bros centric

•Techno is human and Tommy is Navi (a race of blue humanoids native to planet Pandora) kid

•Wilbur was a scientist who researched Navi and the planet Pandora. For that purpose he used an Avatar body (an artifical body resembling Navi that can be controlled by a human who's DNA it was created with)

•Wilbur died in odd circumstances but since Avatars are expensive as heck, when the company finds out that Wilbur has a twin (Techno), they offer him to take his brother’s place

•Techno agrees, maybe to find out how Wilbur died, maybe because he has no other purpose in life

•Techno and Wilbur haven't seen or talked to each other in years, possible were in conflict regarding Wilbur’s choice of occupation, or about Phil's death (if Phil is their father in this au)

•Techno might have served in military (generally the beggining is similar to the movie)

•When Techno arrives at Pandora he meets this angry Navi kid who speaks English and seems to know a lot of swear words

•Turns out he is a kid that Wilbur have been interacting with while he was still alive

•Wilbur taught Tommy about Earth and humans, and they got attached to each other (read: became brothers)

•And then he died

•Tommy either knows that and gets pissed off that somebody else (aka Techno) uses Wilbur’s Avatar

•Or he thinks that Wilbur went missing and mistakes Techno for Wilbur and is happy that he is back

•Possible angst: Techno learns about Wilbur and Wilbur’s life through Tommy’s stories. This might cause Techno be sort of jealous and envious at first but as the story progresses, he sees that he has wasted his chance to have a family by not reaching out to Wilbur sooner

•Quackity as fellow researcher & Techno’s friend? Dream as either the main villain or Navi hunter & Tommy’s brother figure who disapproves of his relationship with Techno? Schlatt could be the main villain in the second option

How the plot will go, how long is the fic and etc is up to discussion. I've been quite tempted to try writing with someone together, so if you're interested, please message me either here or discord (Teyz#8544)!

If you are interested & do not have much free time for this fic now that's totally okay too! I'm on a break right now and will be for around another week, but we could start even later than that or generally take it slow. I'm in no hurry!

Either way, we'll have to see and discuss whether we're a good match in terms of writing style, but I'd love to work on this with another Avatar fan as myself

[blake-belladonna-defence-force]

It's the ✨annoying little shit✨ again

The Gremlin anon😺

Here is the ✨update✨ with what happend ✨yesterday night✨ and also ✨today morning✨

So, after I wrote my roommates conversation with Miss oh honey, I started reading it and

MY GOD!!! GIVE ME A BREAK FROM THE GAY!!!

I'M NOT USED TO THIS KIND OF CONSERN FROM SOMEONE!!! IT'S SO FUCKING ADORABLE!!!

I'M GONNA PASS OUT OF GAY OVERDOSE!!!

I wanna kiss my roommate so bad ;-;

BUT I'M TOO SHY FOR THAT!!!

But before I could panic even more, Miss oh honey gets in (I was in my roommates room because it's bigger than mine since we agreed to sleep together) and asks with big grin on her face "How ya doin?"

"Gay- Gay panic"

"Oh honey you need to make a move soon or roommates name won't handel it"

"What do you mean?"

"Honey you know that they are conserned about you and already doing that ugly sad kitten face"

"I don't think it's ugly"

"Of course you don't, you love roommates name! But now, take my advice and make a bloody move! I WANT PROGRESS IN MY SHIP"

Before I could say anything she got away and shortly after my roommate got back and didn't notice I was there

I was coverd in their blankets like a cotton ball with only my head slightly out, and for the face my roommate was doing they were in auto pilot mode

They literally started changing in front of me

And did I say anything? No cause PANIC

I COULDN'T STOP LOOKING!!!!

I TRIED TO OPEN MY MOUTH TO SPEAK BUT THERE WAS NO SOUND!!!! I COULDN'T AND I FELT LIKE A PERVERT FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO LOOK AWAY!!! I FELT SO BAD ABOUT MYSELF!!!

BUT THANKS TO JESUS AND HOLY MOTHER I GOT CONTROL OVER MY HANDS AND COVERD THE REST OF MY HEAD WITH BLANKETS BEFORE MY ROOMMATE TOOK OUT THEIR PANTS!!!

(I could only see their back since they were turned around BUT if they took their pants off... I don't want more panic and gay thoughts so I wont think about it)

As I evolved into a full white ball of blankets I felt a tap on the blankets. I got my head out and I saw my roommate only with a fucking top on, but with a really sofh expression that made me melt

IT WAS SO CUTE!!! I CAN'T HANDLE THIS!!!

But while I panicked they started laughing and saying that I looked like a cute tiny fluff ball

I never blushed so must for a laugh and a compliment, that laugh was music, I want more ;-;/

FUCKING KISS ME ALREADY!!!

But as I keep staring without being able to say anything they grafmdualy stoped laughing and started looking conserned/sad (sad kitty face here we go again) and then they look down and finally notice they are only with a top on and then they say "oh- sorry" and put a shirt on

BUT I'M NOT GONNA BE QUIET THIS TIME AND I WILL SAY SOMETHING

And what I said was "Nice"

Just that... WHY ON HELL DIDN'T I SAY SOMETHING ELSE!?!? WHY GOD??? WHYYYYY!!!!??

But before I died of embaressment they asked "Nice what?"

"You are nice- I mean- I just- You are nice to me! You always have been since the beggining and uuhh... I just- I don't want you to be sad or- or think you are a jerk just because I got embaressed in the kitchen and uuhh-"

"Wait, how do you know about me thinking that?"

"I- I could hear you two talking"

"shit"

And this when I finally notice how hard blushing!!! Were they that embaressed? But before I could jump into conclusions I rembered Miss oh honeys advice abd asked "Uh- glup Why are you so worried about me?"

Looked at me with an expression I couldn't quite read and said "It's cause- sigh You've already been through so much... You deserve to at least be confortable in your own house, to have a safe place to yourself... Don't you think?"

I just- Give me second I need to CRY MY EYES OUT!!! WHY ARE TOU SO CUTE!?!? WHY!!!?? WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME!!!!???

*incoherent gay gremlin noises*

I didn't notice I was crying until my roommate, with a very conserned voice, asks "Are you ok!? Why are you crying!?"

I kept sobbing until the picked me up, with blankets and all, and hugged me tight

I NEVER FELT SO GAY WITH JUST A HUG!!! IT WAS SO SAFE AND WARM!!!

I MELTED!!! I'M NOW A GAY GREMLIN JELLY!!!

At a certant point they layed down with me and cuddled me. I felt so tiny but yet so loved, it was so good and safe ;w;

Is this what real actually good relationships feel like? Cause I love it ;w;

I'M GAYING SO MUCH OVER THIS!!!

And before we went to sleep, my roommate wiped my tears and said "Well, if it makes you feel better, I think you're hella strong"

"snif What do you mean?"

"I mean- I still about that time I saw you knocking out a guy, that was built like a greek god, twice your sise, in front of our door step!"

"Oh that- that was just-"

"Was just hella impressive!!! I ALMOST DROPED MY FOOD!!!"

THIS IDIOT MAKES ME CRY AND THEN LAUGH AND FEEL HELLA GAY ALL THE FUCKING TIME!!! don't GIVE ME A BREAK!!! I NEED TO REST!!! And that's actually what I said to them, but more like this

"Jesus Crist- Look, let's sleep already before I pass out" AND MANAGE TO SOUND FUCKING CASUAL ABOUT IT!!!

It was because I was really tired

BUT STILL COUNTS AS A VICTORY!!!

So, after I said that, my roommate nods in aproval and fucking kisses me in the forehead

WHAT'S WITH YOU AND MY FOREHEAD!!!??

Anyway, we fell asleep and this morning when I woke up, first thing I do is check tumbler, and when I get there I see shitlords ask about gremlin-fever and the gremlin in back of my head is like pspspsps do iittt

After I send that ask about giving permition for you to use my story as a fanfic I put my phone back in the table, roll over, and PROCEED TO HAVE A FUCKING HEAR ATTACK!!!

THAT DORK ON HAS SHORT AND A TOP COVERING THEM!!! IT'S FUCKING FREEZING OUTSIDE THE BED BUT THEY ARE BOILING!!! LITERAL VOLCANO TEMPERATURE!!!

I'm starting to think that shitlord anon was right about the fevor in a literal way...

BUT THIS IS NOT WHAT BOTHERS ME THE MOST!!!! THE FACT THAT I CAN FEEL EVERY INCH OF SKIN IN THEIR BODY!!!

But them I look down and see their arms around me AND FUCKING HELL HOW STRONG IS THIS BITCH!?!?!

I probably panicked for and hour or so before I realize... I CAN TOUCH IT

I now I'm the volcano!!! But when I start touching their belly OUT OF GAY CURIOSITY

THEY OPENED THEIR EYES AND ASK "What are you doing?"

WHAT DO I ANWSER TO THAT!!!??? I CANNOT JUST SAY I WAS TOUTCHING YOU OUT OF GAY PANIC

BUT IT'S NOT LIKE I HAVE A BETTER EXCUSE THAN THAT!!!

So, as an intellectual, I said "I- I was j-just c-curious to know how it f-feels to touch it"

"You were curious to know how it feels to touch other persons abs?"

"Well... Yeah b-but not- Not, like- I'm inocent I swear!!!"

They started laughing at me and got closer, and with their fucking casualty say "You can it I don't mind, you're inocent after all"

I WANNA DIG A HOLE AND HIDE!!! YE GODS ABOVE HELP ME!!!

But I remberem shitlords anon little tip, and actually got the courage to kiss their forehead. The moment I kiss tgeir forehead they stop laughing and blankly stare at me for a solid minute, BUT THIS TIME I'M GONNA BE THE ONE TEASING BITCH, so I said what shitlord anon said "I was just checking your temperature, you look like you might have a fever"

I MANAGED TO HAVE COURAGE TO SAY THAT WITHOUT SOUNDING LIKE A DYING SQUIRREL!!!!

IT'S REVENGE FOR MY ENDLESS PANICS!!!

They didn't even say anything anymore, they just nooded, IT WAS PRICELESS!!!

But then, Miss oh honey opens the door saying "GOOD MORNING LOVE BIR- Oh- Am I interupting something?"

We both just stare and since she cant se if we have clothes or not due to the blankets she does a shit-eating-grin and says "Oh- Sorry to interrupt your bonding time~ I will let you continue~ giggles"

I DIED RIGHT THERE!!!

But my roommate was FUCKING PISSED

They got out of bed and started chasing her, screaming her name in pure rage!!

And I stayed in the room... Looking at the ceiling... Thinking about my life choices...

BUT PLEASE CAN SOMEONE SEND HELP

I need it ;-;

IT'S TOO MUCH GAY PANICS!!!! HELP!!!

And also, Miss oh honey is gonna sleep here today, cause aparently one of her neighbors has covid, and his wife texted everyone that he is coming back from the hospital so he can rest home (cause the hospitals are all full and he is not having trouble with the desease), like, he got positive a month ago, and Miss oh honey went for test and got negative, she stayed at home for a while to make sure she was okay, and since her covid neighbor wasn't at home with is family cause ge stayed in the hospital (and none of is family has covid, fortunatly)

So, baisically shes gonna stay for while...

Hope ya'll have a nice day/afternoon/evening/night

- gay panic Gremlin anon

Holy shit— you go, Gremlin anon! I don’t think I’ve ever been this proud of a stranger before in my life 😂

Y’all are too cute and I’m dying. Good luck with your roommate and your wingwoman Miss “oh honey”, Gremlin anon xD

[definitelynotdamiano]

I have no idea about the concept of royalties from music and all that stuff but.. if Måneskins cover of Beggin is used on tiktok a million thousand times as a sound and they perform it and whatever else.. does that mean they don't get any money from it when it's used or played? Because technically it's not theirs?

My knowledge on this topic is really limited (and got most of this answer through some googling), so if I'm wrong somewhere - correct me please, I'd love to learn more about this.

There could be differences in EU and American laws, I didn't look into that.

TLDR: Getting paid for covers is very much possible - it's all about licences.

Here you can read about royalties from TikTok (how much artists are paid is determined by distributors).

Ditto Music (online music distribution company) describes the process of releasing covers with them, and gives us the general idea.

To put your cover on Spotify and other streaming platforms, you don't need any additional paperwork. To put it on download platforms, you need something called mechanical licence - we know they have it, because you can get Beggin' on Amazon.

Then there's ISRC:

It's a code that allows you to get paid for digital music sales, you need it to put a song on Spotify etc. Beggin' has it, it's ITB001700846.

We have to remember that the Chosen EP was recorded and released after X Factor, with Sony - it's different from someone recording a cover in their room and releasing it on their own. If there are any other licences or legal paperwork required, that I didn't find, their label took care of that too.

So it's very likely that they are getting money from it. How much goes to them, and how much to everyone else (the writers, label etc.) - no idea.

By the way, here's an interesting article about how much artists are getting paid by streaming services.

I'd like to once again say that I could be wrong, I'm not very familiar with this topic.

[the-fiction-witch]

Torcher

TV SHOW GODLESS

COUPLE WHITEY WINN X READER

RATING SMUT AF

I smiled as I hurried along the little dusty la belle streets Humming my little tune but as went though the square of the town I heard something

"Hey! Y/n!" I heard someone yell, I was confused, turning to see who was calling me and I spotted the side of the sheriff's office. The little cell windows one of them had a pair of hands waving out the bars "hey y/n!"

"Whitey?" I asked going over to the window and it was whitey with his arms out the window "why are you poking out the window?" I asked 

"It's a complicated situation, now can ya please just come in the office" 

"Alright" I laughed heading inside the office seeing whitey Winn inside the cell "what's going on whitey?" 

"I have a problem" he sighed shaking the cell door showing it was locked with him inside 

"What happened?" I giggled

"That dam Alice Fletcher came in and broke that Mr ward out she locked me in here" he complained "they key is just over there on the desk y/n" he says pointing to the desk 

"Has anyone else come in?" I smiled 

"Maggie did"

"And?"

"And she went off to deal with me ward"

"Why did she help you?"

"She laughed at me" he sighed "now can ya please just let me out of here y/n please darlin'" 

"Where is this key then whitey?" I asked 

"On the desk, it's right there" he says pointing to the key his Arm barely a meter away from the desk to get the key himself I smiled getting the key and waving it close to him but just far enough he couldn't reach the key 

"What's the magic word whitey?"

"Please darlin'" he begs holding onto the poles 

"Good boy" I smiled putting the keys down the front of my dress he watched me with wide eyes as I dropped the keys down the front of my dress them being stopped by my corset 

"Y/n… where are ya goin' with this?" He asks a little confused 

"Like I'm going to waste such an opportunity" I giggled Playing with his hair a little

"Darlin', uuuhh why did you put the key down your dress?" 

"So I know where it is, but your not getting at it"

"Why?"

"So your not letting yourself out of this"

"Why would I want out of it?" 

"I don't know whitey? Why would I want out of it?" I smirked still playing with his hair thought the bars and my other hand moving to pet down his jumping

"Uuuuuhhhhhhh…. Darlin'! What are ya doin'" he says a little worried about what was happening. I smirked, grabbing his pants and pulling him tight to the bars "y/n!" He yelped in shock grabbing my waist in surprise

"Oohh hello whitey" I giggled moving closer to him 

"Y/n what are ya doin'?" 

"Just playing with you" I smiled "like you wouldn't play around with me if I was all locked up and couldn't get away" 

"What do ya mean play around?"

"Aww come on whitey if you came in the office and found me locked up like you wouldn't touch me, and kiss me, and… Humm god only knows what else with your dirty little hormones whitey" I smirked 

"Oohh uhh no of course I wouldn't" he blushed going bright red 

"So are you going to keep asking questions or are you just going to let me play?" I giggled grabbing his crotch 

"Ahh! Y/n!" He blushed moving away from the bars but I couldn't stop giggling as in the moment I touched him I felt he was half hard 

"Come on whitey come kiss me" I plead leaning on the bars making kissy faces at him

"Ya really want me to kiss ya?" 

"Of course I do, aren't you going to play with me?" 

"Well… okay" he says "but uhh warn me when ya gonna grab me like that" he answered moving back to the bars holding them tightly "are uhh are ya sure ya wanna kiss me?"

"Very sure" I smirked grabbing his shirt and pulling his lips to kiss me his lips soft surprisingly his facial hair tickling me as I kissed him moving my lips against his he didn't kiss back a moment until he smirked and started kissing me back his hands tight on the bars of the cell 

"Uummmm" he hummed into the kiss so I moaned back as his lips began to move too turning our kiss into a snog till I pulled away "whoa… I uhh I like kissin' ya darlin'" he blushed

"Good" I smirked going to the desk he was a little confused but I grabbed two pairs of handcuffs

"Y/n… where are ya goin' with this darlin'?" 

"So you don't run away" I smirked grabbing his hand and cuffing it to the bar he panicked a little but I pulled him back into a harsh kiss biting on his lip a little as I pulled back leaving my lipstick on his face a little and kissing down his neck rubbing in his pants on the now almost completely stiff bulge 

"Ohh now I get ya didn't want me to run away." He groaned a little as I grinded on him though the bars "Ya don't wanna play with me darlin'" he whined "ya just wanna torcher me" 

"Maybe" I smirked 

"Y/n please, don't tourcher me"

"Why not Whitey?" 

"Because that's mean, if ya want me to play with ya? Ya only have to ask darlin" 

"Eh I'd rather torcher you whitey" I smirked sucking on his neck to give him a love bite slipping my hand down his pants

"Uhh! Oh fuckin' hell" he muttered the moment he felt.my hand slip under the fabric of his pants I smiled feeling his smooth skin until my hand met the firm stiff shaft I gripped him in my hand and began rubbing my thumb on his head rubbing in some wetness that had already formed there using it to lubricant my rubbing "uuhh! Uummmm"

"Nice?' I giggled

"Ummm Humm" he nods biting in his mouth 

"Aww come in whitey" I whine starting to jerk his shaft 

"UUHHH!" He moaned in shock fighting with the cuffs and the bars between us 

"How does that feel?" I smirked using my other hand to undo his jumper and shirt revealing his pale skin where it's always hidden from the sun nuzzling my head there leaving lipstick kisses all over his skin 

"Uumm it uhhh it feels so good" he groans 

"Have you ever had a lady touch this place?" 

"No,"

"Just you?"

"No… I uhh I don't-" 

"You what?" I giggled

"I don't, do that."

"Then what do you do whitey?"

"Uhh pillows. That's it,"

"Why just pillows?"

"Look my parents where really religious okay they had a massive thing about masturbation and it freaked me out as a kid and I still can't do it so I just kinda… hump my pillow if I have to" 

"Ohh? So you pretend your having sex with that little pillow?"

"Yeah…"

"Who do you imagine whitey?" I smirked getting much much faster 

"Uhhhhhh!! You darlin'!" 

"Ohh me?" I blushed "that's sweet whitey, maybe I should get that pillow for you?" I smirked grinding on him even with my hand between us 

"Y/n! Y/n please darlin' stop!'

"Why?"

"Please just stop… uhhhhhh!"

"Why whitey?"

"Because I'm gonna fuckin' cum if ya don't!" He screamed "please please darlin' stop it, slow down something please I feel like I'm gonna cum any second with your beautiful hands"

"Aww okay" I giggled moving my hand away but I smirked starting at him as I undid his pants completely 

"Ohh god what are ya gonna do to me?"

"Something special" I giggled moving to my knees but before he could say a word I tugged out his rather long slender cock impressed by Whitey's size before I took his head in my mouth pumping his base with my hand 

"Ohh my fuckin God! Fuck y/n! Darlin'" he moaned loudly his eyes rolling back into his head as he leant on the bars holding them tightly in his hands "stop please I'm gonna-" he groans his hips bucking towards the the bars and my mouth 

"Like it?" I smiled as I took him out my mouth to kiss all over his throbbing cock 

"I think I'm in heaven" he groans "uhh darlin please!"

"What?" I giggled as I wasn't actually doing anything to him 

"Ummm put me back in your mouth darlin… please" he begs "it feels so good"

I giggled standing back up to cuddle him though the bars a little "Please…"

"I thought you wanted me to stop?'

"Please don't stop darlin… I'm so close" he begs his hips jerking like crazy infact I think he was actually trying to jump me 

"Whitey Winn I am not your pillow" I complained pushing him away to make him stop 

"Please darlin'... Let me out"

"Why?'

"Because I can't take your evil toucher! Let me out, and I'll let ya take me home and do whatever ya wanna do to me?" 

"Anything I wanna do?"

"Anythin' my darlin" 

"Will you let me kiss you? Play with you? Torcher you? Tie you up? Suck you? Ride you? Spank you?" I suggested each suggestion I left a kiss on him 

"Anythin' my darlin wants" he answered "just please… let me out"

"No" I smirked 

"No?" He whines "but ya can have me! Anythin' ya wanna do to me, please ya can have me just let me out!" 

"Nope" I giggled "not till I'm done with you" I smirked biting in his neck and pulling the skirt of my dress up moving so his cock slipped between my legs only my little panties to stop him being inside me rubbing myself in him to ride on him a little 

"Ooohhh fuck! Uughhh!! Y/n please I'll-"

"Aww that's good boy" I giggled moving my hips more 

"Please darlin' I'm beggin' ya! Just let me out! Ya can tourcher me all ya want! Lock me up at home all ya want just let me fuckin' out and let me cum!" He screamed "please y/n darlin I need ya! I need ya please! Put me back in your mouth! Let me out and I'll fuck ya against the desk I promise just let me out!" 

"Aww getting a little desperate are we whitey?"

"Please I need ya! Please just make me fuckin' cum darlin!" He screamed 

"Whitey Winn!" We heard yelled behind us instantly I knew that voice so I put my skirt down and did Whitey's pants up but I didn't really have time to fix his shirt, or the handcuffs, or all my lipstick kiss marks on him and if course his raging about to cum erection as I turned to see Maggie in the door way