#cant believe im still crying over my dead dog
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She lives inside three o’clock sunshowers
#cant believe im still crying over my dead dog#just like my mom#and her dog on the farm#web weaving#original art#poetry#photography#art#dead dog#all dogs go to heaven#derry girls#frame is from some old ladies room who may or may not be dead vague but the photo is a few years old#chance the rapper#finish line / drown#that part of his song made me sob a few days ago while driving#im a lover what can i say#there’s a lot of energy on my head#atop my buzzcup feels like static never really felt it before makes me wonder is that stormey#dude im for real sobbing over this post like childhood dog grief is eternal#kailnderson
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i took notes on the art stream dana did tonight in my own way, yes this is also what my school notes look like so my formal apologies
dana didn’t have many friends or anything in college (self defined recluse)
king is the hardest character to draw due to his specific skull shape
dana loves pokemon and the king resemblance is a coincidence, and she drew everyone to be RIPPED
XENA THE WARRIOR PRINCESS WITH THE ABS LMAOOOO
young entrepreneur out here art queen getting that bag WHY WAS SHE MAKING SHIP ART OF HER CLASSMATES FOR MONEY AT THE AGE OF LIKE 11 IM SOBBING
king ruined the sand castle :(
the mcdonald��s coffe, it sucks apparently
insomnia dana supremacy, felt that
DANA WINS ROUND 1 (against her will)
side note i think i need to start watching more anime, that’s just for me the remember tho
“let’s get weird”- dana terrace 2021
“give us the most uncomfortable furby suggestions please”- also dana terrace 2021
FANFICTION JOURNALS CAN WE GET THOSE PUBLISHED
hard time communicating outside of drawings (one of us 👹)
toh is script driven, sicknasty
her test was turned away SPILL THE TEA
dana proposes to furby suggestion giving chat member
8months struggling for job
turned away from power puff girls boooo
“i called up a friend and we had a drink and i cried :(“ -dana
FURBY WITH HUMAN ANATOMY
YES YES YES MITCHELLS YES YES YES YES YES YES YES
the director had to fight to make the furby scene happen and sir we appreciate it
“androgyny is beautiful”- dana, about a furby
yes girl let jesus take the wheel on that anatomically correct furby
WHY WAS SHE TRYIKG TO TEACH HER FURBY DO CURSE THATS SO FUNNY
“fuck you! fuck you!”- not dana’s furby
$80,000 in debt for this
“shit shit fuck shit”
“as good friends, as disney would say”
dana trying not to lose her job
“AH GOD NO THE FEET THE FEET”
straight black coffee you psycho
DANA LOOSES TO THE CURSED FURBY
HAHAHA TINY NOSE IN THE SIGIL
cannot cook, girlboss, win dana with food
CATBOY SHREK
catchphrase? “AAAAAAAHHH”
scared of spiders
do not wake the cat
“is that a pile of garbage or is that ur self esteem after i fucking demolish you”
-dana terrace 2021
the iconic “byeeeee” was difficult
why can’t she draw shrek
“i need validation please jesus christ”
-dana terrace 2021
someone buy this woman the cat gamer headphones alex hurry up
she does not like the booth but she does it for us thank you queen
dana fainted getting a stick n poke rip
AWWW SHE GOT STEVE BLOOM THATS SO CUTE FOR HER
SHE DISLIKES FANTASY???? BOI WHAT THE HELL BOI
at least she’s having a good time making her own gross little fantasy land, improvise adapt overcome
dana unlocks the idea of things being done in different ways and have them all be good for the masses
“limitation breeds invention”
“wow ur really wise dana”
“….thanks dawg”
“well i didn’t have friends… no one laughed.”
i want the little comics of her pets
cat person dana
DANA WINS CATBOY SHREK
awww little stick and poke on her ankle
does not celebrate her birthday
OOOH THE HAMMERHEAD IS HER FIRST ONE I LOVE THAT ONE
#mood bunny
KERMIT ON STEROIDS
“how can we make this weird” GIRL IT IS KERMIT ON S T E R O I D S
HER LITTLE LAUGH IM SOBBING
this is literally psychological warfare
dana has not watched the muppets but she knows him drinking the tea so winning
DANA THE ANGST QUEEN LMAO
she’s proud about her making dipper and mable fight
DANA ANIMATED FOR NEXT WEEK MARK UR FREAKING CALENDARS
hooty is the owl house canon?
i wish the owl house was like a creature that would have been so funny
CAT APPEARS
season 2 is outline heavy when it comes to the writing
dana knows what she wants for season 2 and we love that
execs up the wall on season 1
DANA LOSES MUSCLE KERMIT
dana has not found the character porn! keep it up girl! stay over there!
oooh bike queen
SWING DANCE OH MY GOD
TAP DANCING
THIS WOMAN IS AN ICON I LOVE HERRRR
yes get that energy out girl
ddr stan, loses to matt braly at gravity falls team bowling hang out
cat is sad :( give her a snack :(
AWW GHOST HAS ASTHMA omg kinnie moment
conspiracy theory enthusiast when intoxicated
vaccination queen
does not believe in ghosts, kill me girl i’ll haunt you don’t worry i’ll prove it
DOG WORKING IN A CAFE
“the ow house get ready to get some boo boo”- this other guy because it made me cry
“you’re gonna have to pay me to write shit because i don’t work for free”
not a music person
DO A FLIP
dana do a flip for charity please i’ll donate like an organ or something
she can canonically do a flip and she’s not gonna show us this is homophobic
AH FUCK MY STREAM CUT OUT
her neighbor is parking yes get it
draw left hand
while holding pen wack
do it in online version of ms paint
“MS pain”- dana not finishing her word
and stick and poke
show us the work stuff dana >:(
an ARTIST
“he’s a strong independent dog”
“4 minutes 20 seconds 😏 h e h e h e”
WHY CANT WE SEE HER HEADBANG THIS IS SO RUDE
not the muscle pulling girl not now
“also dog”
CHAMPION DANA
IMAGINE DANA CALLING UR ART CUTE
H E L P THE FURBYS I CSNOT
ghost gets rejected
“he’s not impressed with ur bullshit”
catra shrek fan girl moment
dana has probably done drugs
“i am a fan of waluigi”
AN ITALIAN POLITICIAN SMACK TALKING THE OWL HOUSE LMAOSJB
note to self dana will only marry you if you look like kermit the frog
also dog comes from a land where dogs eat people at starbucks
LOWES AD
“he’s making out with it! he’s using tongue!”
there are bouncers in cafes where also dog comes from
dana has worked the cash register
someone make real witch merchandise
Q AND A YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES
hooty is he has a very he has more he has a backstory it exists it’s written out but we might not ever get it because it’s just for her dana please i am on my knees
would play dnd if she could
favorite episodes haven’t even aired but currently is echoes of the past or keeping up a fear ances because they’re personal especially a fear ances
TOO LATE FOR EXTENDED SEASON THREE BOARDING HAS STARTED IM GOING TO CRY
SPIN-OFFS SHORTS AND COMICS STILL ALLOWED IM LITERALLY DEAD ON THE INSIDE
mentally she is thriving with the show and it’s going to end well 🙏
“it’s just my voice :(“
BYEEEEEEE
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does anyone else just. not really grieve? like ive had exactly two deaths in my life that actually made me cry at all and those were both pet deaths, but besides those ive had a lot more pet deaths that i felt next to nothing over even though i loved the pets. just like, oh man. damn that sucks. oh well guess its one less thing for me to worry about now. i think i cried maybe once over my great grandma who passed when i was like 5, not right after though. it was like a year later when i was playing with this little wind up merry go round she left me and my sibling and idk i just started crying thinking that i miss her. weird because i hardly even remember her, i remember her apartment more than her. and we werent really close. and i found out years later she was a tad racist. but i mean, she was white and ancient so, connect the dots i guess. but i mean thats still fucked up and not an excuse, she was around the same generation as betty white and betty white was doing ok. rip.
idk its not even like im happy that people/pets die or that i dont care about them its just like, i cant seem to conjur up these big dramatic sad feelings around death. like with those pet deaths it was just one solid cry and then i was ok, and one of those was bc i was really young and it was my first pet gerbil that i found dead hunched over his food bowl shortly after his mate, my siblings gerbil, had died. and the other one was my first family dog that we had since i was in kindergarten and we had to euthanize her bc she had horrible arthritis and kidney stones/kidney failure and was so old and in so much pain. but those were the only two that really got me and it wasnt a long process? like i was sad for a day or two and then was fine.
like i cant tell if im just repressing grief now because 90% of the time ive just been like. not bothered at all. i felt nothing at my grandpas funeral. i mean i was never close with him, he had a brain aneurysm before i was born that gave him brain damage and made him kind of a grump for the last portion of his life. like of course i didnt cry, but it was really like. i didnt feel ANYTHING about his death. i actually had to cover my mouth to keep from fucking LAUGHING during his funeral because this guy was singing that cheesy jesus song thats like "i can only imagine what heaven is like" and it was beautiful and sentimental but MY GOD the guy just. he went so balls deep in this performance that i could not believe he was doing it unironically. and also during the entire service i was sitting in front of this guy who has fucking LUNG CANCER and he was just coughing non stop and for some reason that made me have to try even harder not to laugh, AND on top of all that my grandma (wife to my late grandpa) had a massive bloody nose right before the service and had two tissues shoved up her nostrils the entire time. so. yeah i'm the devil
yknow i think maybe its just because i think about death so much. whenever i get a new pet i google the life span of the animal and keep track of how long i have left with them before they die so im usually very mentally prepared when it happens. and with people, i mean i think about my parents dying all the time because i know if i dont kms first they'll probably die in my lifetime. so maybe that mental preparation will help. god i hope so, i love my parents.
maybe its also that i havent had a human that was like really, really close to me die. that would probably crush me.
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this is it... the final post.... 226 through THE END!!!!!
this shit with mu qing and the river of lava is SOOOO dramatic im loving it
oh my god theyre on a FUCKING bridge of course they are okay let’s go boys
“You’re right. We’re alike. You think me odd, I think you to be rather weird too.” - so what im getting from this is that xie lian and mu qing are the only characters in this book with working gaydar okay yup got it this checks out
god... the fact that xie lian is ready to be like “look mu qing we can just forget about the past it doesnt matter we dont have to be friends i know you dont like me but im not gonna let you die over it” and then mu qing is like “.... god i really do admire you huh”
“You...certainly...are rather amazing. You’re...also...a better person...than me. Long story short, I...very much wanted...to become your f-f-friend.” - going to think about this for the rest of all time im about to become utterly unintelligible im overcome with emotions
“And, at the end of the white silk band, Feng Xin was gripping Ruoye with one hand while the other was holding on to a steel-faced Mu Qing, and he shouted towards him.” - the fucking IMAGE of this im gonna cry this is everything i could have asked for im so happy also mu qing dangling there like “ welp. guess ill live“
“Feng Xin was almost burnt by that pillar of fire, and he shouted in outrage. “WHAT’S WITH THIS BAND OF DOG SHITS, ATTACKING PEOPLE WHILE THEY’RE DOWN, SO VILE! FUCK YOUR ENTIRE FAMILY!”
Xie Lian responded, “IF THEIR ENTIRE FAMILIES ALL LOOK LIKE THAT, YOU SURE YOU WANT TO FUCK THEM??” - theyre so funny!!! and theyre best friends!!! theyre joking together now in the middle of all this i could cry theyre back!!!
“Using sticks as arrows, he held the bow with one hand and used his teeth to bite back the bowstring.” - no clue how practical this is but okay archer boy. hot
i actually have so many little quips between the three of them highlighted but we’d be here all night if i included them all. im literally so delighted by this omg worth the wait
“Each sabre strike slashed to the bone. It wasn’t like Xie Lian had never seen Hua Cheng use the sabre before in the past, but his style had always been easy and leisurely, nonchalant and casual. Rather than say he was handling a weapon, it was more like he was toying with a small knife. Yet those blade marks were filled with killing intent. It was easy to imagine just how skilled the one exchanging blows with him was, and how perilous this battle.” you have no idea how mad i was when i read this and thought we missed witnessing the fight between hc and jw omg
“Behind him, Feng Xin muttered, “Dear fucking god, may all the gods and buddhas grant their blessings, that better absolutely be Crimson Rain Sought Flower, otherwise he’s gonna go mad!”
“Stop your rubbish,” Mu Qing berated. “We’re all the gods and buddhas ourselves and we can’t grant shit, just keep up with him! Look at the stumbling way he’s running, he’s gonna trip and fall to his bloody death before he even sees the man!” - okay i know i said no more quips but this is literally too funny i just wanted to read it again
“ However, for whatever reason, that vicious ghost, in its muddled state, took that large group of live mortals under its wing and fled for many days. In the end, they were still surrounded by millions of ghosts, trapped in a dead end, and it was going to be eaten along with those humans.”
[...]
“That vicious ghost almost made a move against those humans, but for some reason, in the end, it didn’t. It instead used one of its own eyes as the price to forge a blood weapon. That vicious ghost was already forcibly hanging on with its last breath; after digging out its eye it should’ve broken apart completely. Yet somehow something had shocked it, and it instead woke to its senses completely. “ - THIS IS AMAZING ARE YOU KIDDING ME???? IS THIS ALL WE GET ABOUT HIS GHOSTLY LORE?????? HUA CHENGGGGGGGG
“What a terrible offence, his old habit had come out, and he quickly apologized.
“I’m sorry! You don’t have to listen to me!”
Hua Cheng, however, only smiled happily. “Everything gege tells me is the best advice, so why wouldn’t I listen?” - this isnt the fucking time afjdkfjsdkl they really never stop
“So you can hold the illusion of a perfect Crown Prince of Wuyong to face and dismiss the Jun Wu now. Isn’t that your objective? Did you think I don’t know what you’re thinking?”
“THAT’S NOT IT!” Guoshi cried. “Stop getting tied up in right and wrong, victories and defeat, I’VE NEVER THOUGHT THAT WAY BEFORE!” - jun wu only being able to see xie lian as his successor and believing that thats all anyone else sees too... okay
honestly this whole final showdown was a blast i cant put everything in but it was so much fun to read. the DRAMA the LAVA the SHOUTING t
“Hua Cheng had poured too much spiritual power into him. There really was too much, so much that it was completely outside the amount the cursed shackle could withstand.” - okay.... okay... the love you give will set you free... okay....
“With Jun Wu in his grip, he carried both their bodies and forcefully slammed into the incomparably-solid rock wall!
He used all of his power in this smash, and in the rumbling and crashing of rocks, he also heard the sound of something breaking.”
[...]
“A moment later, Jun Wu suddenly asked, “That move. What is it called?”
“...”
Xie Lian raised his sleeve and wiped away the blood on the side of his face. “Shattering boulders on the chest.” YES!!!!! YES!!!!! xie lian actually lived that life!!!!!! i loved this detail so much
“After a moment of silence, Xie Lian took off the bamboo hat carried on his back, took it in his hand, and covered it over Jun Wu’s face.” - xie lian... good... another detail i love. a hat that protects from the rain, given in a moment of need, even to someone who has caused you hardship... we do not forget the kindness granted to us
“There was gratefulness, there was shame, there was heartache, there was wild joy, but above all else, there was incurable love.” - :pleading: i wish it was just that easy tbh. “i have to tell you about the worst parts of myself” “ive already seen them and i dont care i still love you“ truly the dream
“ It’s been so long since anyone listened to me talk, won’t you stay? Don’t...actually do this. I won’t be able to take it. Twice, it’s been twice already! I really don’t want there to be a third time!!!” - the bit about just wanting someone to listen to him talk... xie lian... :(
emily corpse bride moment.... i knew it had to happen.... butterflies.... death and rebirth.... inevitable
xianle trio bickering about ruoye..... mu qing complaining but not letting anyone else fix it... im so happy
“The Rain Master sat down on the spot, looking like she was going to perform a passing service for her. After all, Xuan Ji was the only one left of the Kingdom of Yushi besides herself.” - xuan ji you sure the hell were... a character. this little moment tho..... yushi huang... many thoughts
“ Who hasn’t made promises, or swore to the mountains and the seas when they were young? Talking of affection, of love, of forevers. But, the longer I hang around in the world, the more I understand, something like ‘forever’ is impossible. It’s never going to be possible. Having it once was already good enough. No one can truly achieve it. I don’t believe in it anymore.” - jian lan im happy for you bummer it didnt work out with feng xin but yeah that was looooong ago. also this quote me same mood kin but its chill. having it once was already good enough
although yeah tbh if theres anyone who can have a forever like that... it would be a ghost and a god
fasdfjadklfj GOD... pour one out for ling wen.. but is that not the truth of this world? the one can be pardoned for being good at paperwork that no one else wants to do? isnt that the plot of the shawshank redemption?
okay but the fact that all xie lian’s friends come to visit him while he waits for hua cheng is making me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.... fengqing coming together to try to get him out of the house but get scared off by his cooking... amazing
“Last time, they spent eight hundred years running towards each other.
This time, it only took an instant to fall into each other’s embrace.” - im completely unaffected by this. im not lying i swear (i am lying im very emotionally affected)
okay i love this final wrap up chapter party its so fun. mu qing moving on from the broom thing!!! good for him!! the beggars get their reward!!! the fun ghost city chefs!! SQX!!!! and he xuan is?? here too??? he’s hungry??? fjadlkfjsdl
“The grounds that Feng Xin and Mu Qing had just swept were once again filthy from that giant crowd of muddy feet. Mu Qing gripped his broom, looking like he felt someone had infected him with fleas, and his eyes were wide.” - me when my dad comes into the kitchen when ive just finished washing dishes i get it king
the little folklore bit... fun!!! oh my god its over..... :(
that was really fun i had a blast reading it and on the whole really liked it i WISH soo badly that hua cheng had gotten more outside of being cunty and devoted even tho those are both important i just wish there was more about like how he got by during those 800 years and like did he ever have doubts? what shaped his worldview was it all xie lian or was it his experience as a mortal as well? why is he so mean to e’ming? theres bits and pieces here and there and i know it was already SO long but that really would have been great if there was more about hc cuz tbh by the end, at least for me, the hualian relationship didnt actually feel as fleshed out as the xianle trio relationship like i still liked hualian’s dynamic and it was really sweet how much they clearly really liked each other and everything but i kind of wish some of the other subplots had been dropped or diminished in favor of more hc development i think that would have been cool
but anyway thats some of my thoughts and i really did enjoy the hell out of book 5 that was a riot and uhhh thanks to everyone who read these or commented *lends you spiritual energy through a high five*
#tgcf liveblog#it is Complete i can move on now#i actually have a lot more thoughts about hl because i uhhhh relate. to things. and have opinions due to my experiences#but its also quite Personal soooo i might just keep them tucked away#anyway im freeeeeee#mouse mumbles
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title: She’s my baby doll
pairing: John x reader
kink 2020: panty kink
share the love: oblivious sexual tension
rating: 18+
tags: NOT FOR ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF 18. THIS STORY WILL GIVE YOU THE WORST POSSIBLE NIGHTMARES! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!! vaginal fingering, sniffing of fresh used panties, clueless female doesnt know she is turning on a sexually frustrated male, vaginal penetration, shower sex, losing virginity
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created for: @thisismysecrethappyplace @spnkinkbingo
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both your parents had been training you to be a hunter, one stormy night they had brought you with them on a hunt, but told you to wait in the car while they quickly when in for the kill.
they left you both with a phone and an emergency number, your god father Bobby Singer. should they not come out of the hunt you were to call bobby and not trust anyone else for the first while.
sitting in the car you were unaware that someone else had gone into the same place your parents were in. a few moments later the sound of voices alert you to someone approaching your vehicle.
you pull out your hand gun and ready it. doing exactly like your parents taught you. you leave the door open a tad and the windows kinda down. then you spring from the car as you aim your hand held at three gentlemen who appear to be human.
YN: who are you? where are my parents? what did you do to them?
John steps in between you and the boys.
John: easy sweetheart, my name is John winchester, your father with his final breath told us to find you and bring you to Bobby Singer, who happens to be a good friend of mine. your parents fought admirably but were severely wounded in the battle. your mother was dead in seconds. but your father survived long enough to tell us about you, where to find you, and where to bring you. You are safe with us no one is gonna harm you. Dean, sam go get the equipment to the car, bring it here, I will help YN get to the car.
both Sam and Dean rush off, you are left with John. you continue to hold your handheld aimed at him for a few more seconds before your legs buckle from beneath you.
dropping your handheld you fall to your knees, tears streaming from your eyes. John helps you up and cradles you in his arms as you continue to cry.
Sam and Dean pull up with the impala. Dean gets out of the car as John stares at Dean.
Dean: what are your orders sir?
John: take YN and sit with her in the back seat and boy get your head out of the gutter, this girl just lost her parents.
YN: wait we need to give them a proper funeral first. then you all can treat me like a fragile china doll.
John sends sam to build the pyre’s, Dean and John go to collect the bodies. one body per pyre, a white sheet wrapped around each body, then doused in oil as you sang one final song for your parents.
John and the boys just stood there as you sang a song you often heard your mother sing when she was at hunter funerals. she told you that it was a burial song that she had heard while in greece on a trip once.
you figured it was only right to sing it in her memory. once that was done you felt no strength the physically walk, John offered to carry you, you graciously accepted.
about halfway to the car, you had passed out from exhaustion. John had Dean sit in the back seat as John gently placed you in the back resting your head in Dean’s lap.
the entire ride back to bobby’s John kept stealing silent longing glances at you, but then he realized that a girl like you would never go for a guy like him. but perhaps that was just speculation, john’s mind swirled with the fark thoughts as his mind came up with a plan, something so genius so full proof, it was bound to work.
pulling into Bobby’s lot several hours later bobby and rumsfeld greeted everyone at the driveway. John carried you in his arms, not displaying anything except the remorse he felt for you.
you were laid down in your room, Bobby goes to the kitchen and pulls out a beer for John who cant sleep. Dean and Sam however pass out on the couch as they are completely exhausted.
John: they didnt make it, they died in the fight. YN was in their car scared out of her mind when we got to her. Bobby she had her gun tranked on me and the boys. she thought we did somethng to her parents. this girl, how..
Bobby: im her god father, her parents were some of my best friends they got married right here on this property. then they found out they were expecting a baby and they couldnt have been happier. they sat me down in this very kitchen one day and asked me to be the god father of their child. i accepted. YN has gret potential to be an amazing huntress. for she has both the blood of a hunter and the blood of a witch. she is exactly like her mother.
John’s eyes went wide with shock.
John: wait what… she is half human, half witch?
Bobby could only nodd his head as he raised his beer to the ceiling and spoke.
Bobby: well Niella, heres hoping that you and trevor are standing at the pearly gates now. rest in peace my friends. i promise i will look after your girl.
he took a long swig before looking at John.
Bobby: boy get your ass to bed, get some sleep. you idjit. get. i can watch the lines for a while. it wont kill you to get some sleep. now get goin before i kick your ass.
John: your right, i should get some sleep but it would be nice to know that she is okay first.
Bobby could see something going on in Johns features when he spoke about you.
Bobby: what are you thinking bout?
John: Bobby I know I kept saying I might never find anyone to love after what happened with Mary but I honestly think I’ve found a spark in that girl laying upstairs sleeping.
Bobby looked at his best friend and got up to give him a pat on the shoulder.
Bobby: give her some time she will come around. She needs to adjust to life now that she has lost her parents. Just don’t push her right now, John. Give her time to heal.
John: ya I suppose your right buddy, you always are. Now I’m gonna go get some sleep. Let me know if you find any cases.
John made his way to the other bedroom upstairs, though as much as he wanted to make a move to tell you about the spark he felt, he knew Bobby was right you needed time to heal.
He was willing to wait, however long it would take. You woke up about early afternoon, you went into your bathroom and just stood there in the hot water, mulling over the events of night passed.
You realized that they were really gone. John woke up about the same time, John went into your room to make sure you were okay. When he didn’t see you and he heard the shower running he knew that he had a chance.
He went to what he presumed to be your dirty laundry pile and picked up a pair of your used panties from the top of the pile. As John held those still warm panties in his hands he stood in wonder of the wet secrets you held. What dreams and thoughts kept you up at night.
john stuck the panties in his pocket, he knew what he planned to do with it later. and by later he means like in a few moments when he arrives back in his own room. for now he would let you be.
you get out of the shower and head off to find something to wear. something that would help you to remain comfortable at the same time hunt ready just in case. you got dressed and braided your hair.
YN (to self in the mirror): i shall strive to survive however long that may be, i shall hunt, i shall kill those who threaten the good, pure and innocent. i shall strive to have everything my parents ever wanted for me. for i am their daughter, their soul heir, i only hope to be as good a huntress as they could ever have hoped me to be.
you emerged from your bedroom, you heard voices from downstairs. you figured that whoever was down there must have been frieds of bobby’s.
You walked unto the kitchen, Bobby spotted you and came up to you pulling you into a hug. the other 2 people in the kitchen just looked at you and Bobby not sure what to say or how to react.
Bobby pulled back after a few seconds and spun you round.
Bobby: my god YN you have grown into such a wonderful young woman, with the beauty of your mother and the strength as well as courage of your father.
YN: i cant believe they are gone. i hate this feeling of we are in such danger. yet something else is about to… who are our guests?
Bobby: these are the people who brought you here last night. This is Sam and Dean Winchester, their father John is upstairs sleeping. Or at least he should be. That stubborn idjit never listens. Would you do us the honor of making breakfast YN, I’m just briefing these boys on a nearby poltergeist.
YN: let me see what I can do about feeding you boys.
You started humming, speaking in a sing song voice words not in English but something foreign. You just thought it was one of the celtic mix songs you were singing.
Meanwhile Dean, Sam and Bobby listen to what you are singing.
Sam: that doesn’t sound english
Dean: Bobby do you know what she is saying?
Bobby: it’s a witches blessing, but she doesn’t know that
Sam and Dean both looked at Bobby in shock.
Sam: where did she learn that?
Bobby: her mother was half witch half human, YN got the same gene as her mother. When a witch has a child their power is passed onto their first born when they die. Niella is gone, it’s only a matter of time before YN comes into her mother’s and her own power.
bobby was just thankful that you hadnt heard that, he knew if you did you would resent what you are. cause thats what you were taught.
Dean: so is she single.
Bobby slapped Dean upside the head
Bobby: she has a potential caller in that department, he is just waiting for the right moment when she isnt in mourning. now, not a word of any of this to her or i will have you both sleeping outside in rumsfeld’s dog house.
You come into the dining room, carrying 3 plates for the 3 men sitting in that room. you place a plate in front of each gentleman. getting thanked by each one you move to do the rest of the filing and organizing for Bobby. you decided that you would just keep yourself as busy as possible.
bobby and the boys finished eating, bobby then had Sam do the dishes while Dean went to speak with John. bobby then came to keep an eye on you.
YN: i can feel you hovering.
Bobby: i am only concerned, you lost your parents. you need to take time to mourn, you need to heal.
YN: i will take time to do that when i dont have chores to do.
bobby: you have no chores that have to be done right now. just take rumsfeld, go for a stroll in the woods. take the time to process and grieve, when you get back we will discuss what an amazing job your doing on the organizing as well as the grocery list.
You put down the papers and books your holding and you grab rumfelds leash, leading him out the door. Both of you strolling down the path into the woods.
You get to a clearing, you take rumfelds leash off you knew he wouldn’t go too far, he was always partial to you.
You found a stream, rumsfeld lay down beside it just basking in the sunlight, you took off your sandals and dipped your toes in the stream. That’s when you felt a tear fall off your cheeks.
Meanwhile back at the house, Dean and John come downstairs as Sam finishes the dishes.
John: what’s the good word?
Bobby:I sent YN out to talk rumsfeld for a walk, she needed to be alone right now. As well as Sam did dishes, the boys are gonna go take care of a poltergeist just 10 miles east of here, and I’m gonna go later and get the groceries. You have time to work on whatever vehicle you want John. ive got some new ones coming in today. if you want to do that for me lighten the load a bit for me that would be helpful. YN will just be in here organizing and doing several things for me. building some shelves and stands. she will just be keeping busy, rumsfeld will be with her.
John: leave me the list of whats wrong with the cars, ill get them done. do not forget to put bacon on the shopping list. and we need more toilet paper. the stock is running low. as well as easy to transport meals for those emergency hunting trips.
bobby: Dean, Sam time for you boys to head out. i have written down the address for you boys. please for the love of everything, you idjits be careful. and good luck.
Sam and Dean take off in the impala. they both knew that it was it wouldnt be wise to disobey Bobby especially when John was there.
John helped Bobby create a shopping list. But the entire time that John was helping Bobby, his mind was on you on all the dirty things he wanted to do to you.
Bobby waited till you would return almost 2 hours later, rumsfeld came bounding into the house. You stood outside and stared at the forest where you yelled screamed and cried. Bobby embraced you upon your arrival inside the house.
Bobby: I’m gonna go do a run into town as well as follow up on a case. You two gonna be okay here by yourselves.
YN: we will be fine. Thank you Bobby. I feel alot better after that walk with rumsfeld but right now we have a mess to organize and shelves to build. Right rumsfeld.
Rumsfeld just looked at you and accepted the ear scratches that you gave him. Before both of you disappeared into the living room. Bobby and John now spoke quietly so as not for you to hear.
Bobby: do what you will John but don’t force her to do anything she isn’t ready for.
John: Bobby I gave you my word alright I’m not gonna force her into anything. Trust me.
Bobby: don’t give me any reason, not to trust you John. I’m going grocery shopping now. The list is on the table of the cars that should start coming in anytime now. One of them is her parents car. All the bags and things in it as well. Don’t touch it just wait on that till I return. I want to show it to YN. Allow her the chance to go through her parents things.
John: I will be on my best behavior now go get those groceries. Take your time and bring back lots of alcohol I’m sure it will go to good use.
Bobby: alright don’t forget to call me if u need anything else.
Bobby walks out to his car and takes off down the driveway as John watches him turn away from the house. John watches you from a distance, waiting for his right moment to strike.
He goes out to check in a few cars and start working on a few things, setting stuff up basically and then he walks in and sneaks up behind you covering your mouth as his hands roam your body.
John: listen up and listen good, you are driving me crazy. The way you walk in these short shorts, has be rock hard. So I am not gonna penetrate you right now, instead I’m gonna say this. You are gonna use your hands to remove your shorts, then you are gonna spread your legs and let me feel that pussy of yours. Do it now slowly and then we will have some fun.
you did as told, you were shaking but that was to be your undoing. for as soon as you had your shorts and panties down far enough he forcefully spread your legs and ran his finger over your pussy. it was wet and very very tender.
YN: no John what are you doing?
John: im relieving some of my tension. you have had me sexually frustrated since last night when i laid you on the bed. then this morning while you were in the shower, i stole a pair of your fresh used panties off the top of the pile. we will relieve the rest of my tension again at a later date, but for now i just want a small taste of what im gonna have to play with. now dont move and keep your legs spread, also pull your feet out of your shorts and panties. ill be taking this pair of warm fresh panties from you as well.
john stuff them in his jeans, you then feel his finger against your clit, it kinda tingled but mostly it made you scream. This only made him go faster, pumping his fingers in and out. Then he removed the 2 fingers he had in your pussy, he spread your folds and began to bury his face in your pussy. His tongue severely licking your clit.
YN: John stop please we dont know when everyone is getting back...
John: that is the second outburst from you. let me put you over my shoulder, we are going to test the water pressure...
you struggle as John lifts you over his shoulder carrying you upstairs to your shower. he turns on the water before using his free hand to take off his pants. he then gets into the shower still holding you, he spreads your legs and feels the hot water on his hard cock.
letting it lather up a bit before dropping you on his hard cock. you let out a strong scream, John tore your shirt and bra, he continued to pound you into the walk for a number of minutes. blood running down the drain from your pussy as John pounds you.
John: cum for me YN. then i shall let you bathe Rumsfeld as well... gives a cover story as to why your all wet.
John unleashes 5 more minutes of rough pounding before he unleashed a huge load of cum inside you.
he sets you down under the water before he gets out drys off and puts his pants back on keeping your panties in his jeans. he leaves you alone with Rumsfeld. who jumps right into the bathtub. you wash your self off and then you wash rumsfeld.
you cry while you do but rumsfeld just licks your face and makes you smile. rumsfeld didnt leave your side at all after the bath, he waited rolling round in the towel you gave him drying himself off as you put on something comfortable.
you went back downstairs and didnt see John, you cleaned stuff up and made your way over to finish organizing. before you would ever settle down to watch a movie, just snuggling with Rumsfeld.
you were taking a nap on the floor with rumsfeld when Bobby and John walked in carrying the groceries. the organizing was almost done but the events of but a few hours ago had taken alot out of you.
neither John nor you spoke of what happened, neither of you worried about the future, cause it was intertwined from the beginning and that is another tale for another time.
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im also sorry for uploading this twice-
sorry for not doing much
B U T- i have ideas for abnormality ocs, these are mostly related to nursery rhymes and stories i remember,
these might not be original ideas so,, bear with me
(tiny tw for: murder, death, comas and mass disappearances,)
just a reminder i dont know what these guys risk classes would be, so bear with me on this one
so lets start off with the story one, more specifically, the pied piper
so i read an article of its disturbing truth and its said that the piper is the personification of death, you know what that means?
i make the piper a gentleman with a wife and 2 sons who are twins (isabel and gregory, see? their important) named mori (”i apologize to my sons that i couldn’t control myself, i hope you two are doing well,”)
mori’s life before his death basically played out like the pied piper, but it took a much different turn
he decided to put the rats who were infesting the town into an abandoned clock tower, before they all starved and died, some of the rats, with all the strength they had left, formed 2 rat kings that were both merged together, (fun fact: this is another abnormality i thought of thats well- a clock filled with undead and decomposing mice, you probably know where im going with this)
what happened to the children? (except for his two sons) he murdered them and he went insane and murdered himself aswell, the police found the children and also his body many months later, and he moves on as a restless spirit, if any children have been bad a snake-like spirit with an angler fish’s face will rise up from their bodies, these guys dont do much harm, (theres a 30% chance that a plague (i thought inner demon was kinda cliche so uh) will rise from an employee’s body after they were killed) (tiny little thing i wanna add but i may not, if there are 5 plagues then they’ll merge with mori, making him even more dangerous) (also off topic to the story but mori himself wasn’t diagnosed with anything before he died, he didn’t have any mental trauma, in fact, he was generally a nice person to talk to, but rumour has it the flute might’ve caused this murders to happen)
he was basically locked in the cabin for well- months, until someone (isabel who was training to be a flute player) played the song his father usually plays on his flute every new year
that was.. a bit dark, holy shit-
heres the next one for this post
you know the nursery rhyme hey diddle diddle?
well i thought of 4 different abnormalities for this one, that usually switch randomly from one abnormality to another every day, reset, or if you had them first in one of the departments, every memory repository
the least harmful (dammit, accidentally put harmless instead of harmful) one is the laughing dog (”with every cry the spirit made, the kingdom’s castle broke more and more, until the residents of the kingdom disappeared, even himself.”)
basically its a regular pet dog but its in a jester outfit like its halloween or something, the dog was said to be a reincarnation of a medieval jester
basically, kinda like crumbling armour except with attachment, if you do attatchment, you’ll get a gift that gives you more work success
but, dont get your hopes up! if you do attachment too much the person with the gift will laugh until they cant breathe and eventually die (hi yes i didn’t notice that library of ruina has a jester related abnormality, im not kidding. i really didn’t know that it already existed)
the next one is moon jumper (”who knew the moon orbiting the earth would also have something orbiting it? it would seem pretty crazy to believe!”)
this guy is an astronaut with cow horns that hasn’t succumbed to space even though the glass thats protecting their face from space, has cracked a little, they were found circling the moon for some reason and even trying to jump over it
when they breach, they do it passively, usually, everywhere they go theres an effect that causes the room to have the gravity of the moon, meaning abnormalities (even himself) including employees go very slow (heres a thing i added, sometimes an employee may float upwards, they will soon fall down. the fall causes red damage, because you know- they fell-)
moon jumper can be very helpful when suppressing abnormalities due to this power, and after a few minutes he will slowly walk back to his containment
the next one is the cat’s fiddle (”people have thought the instrument was a curse made for the person wielding it,”) a lady with cat eyes, if you zoom in you can hear the sound of someone playing the fiddle. theres a new special work for this abnormality called “trade” for if the person wants to trade their weapon for the fiddle for a while, if you forget to bring it back by the end of the day, dont worry as the weapon that was traded for the fiddle will return back to the employee the next day, if the person wielding the fiddle ever goes insane, they’re eyes will become cat-like (mostly like the woman’s) and they’ll begin slicing the throats of people.
and the last one from the hey diddle diddle gang is the dish that ran with the spoon, (”wake up! please! its not over yet..”) it is a widower who sees illusions of his wife and the wedding disaster, he usually thinks his wife is still breathing. what this wedding disaster means is unknown.
when he breaches his illusion (aka his wife) will appear from another department, on top of a random department’s room will be a wedding ring, they are harmless at first, but if they finally see each other, and the wedding starts, the wedding will abruptly end with the wife’s neck bleeding, her falling onto the floor and fading out of existence, and the widower quickly snapped back to real life, with the realization that his wife is long gone, madness takes over him and he starts to attack the guests that partook in the wedding
next one! its another nursery rhyme related abnormality,
old man coma! (”whatever they said, whatever they tried to do, they couldn’t save him from eternal rest, I already took his last moments away.”)
basically its an old man, who appears to be sleeping in a bed.
his qliphoth counter is at 2, when its at 1, (either bad result, prudence level 3 and lower or repression work, it’ll also go down if the person was damaged by white damage in any way the day they’re working on old man coma) the containment will start to glitch a bit, likes its slipping back into reality, when its at 0, a flat-line can be heard, the containment will change again and the old man will now be lying in a hospital bed thats right next to a heart monitor,
the actual abnormality is his condition, which takes the form of a shadow with bleeding eyes, although its sort of calm, its violent to those who had previous head injuries, (example: hitting your head on things) since head injuries remind it of the old man
when it escapes from the containment it will search for employees with prudence 3 or lower, after it finds one it will soon go into the employee’s brain and make them pass out by just bumping either an employee or an abnormality, they will stay passed out till the end of the day, they will only go for one person, then they’ll be back in containment, but that doesn’t mean the employee will still live! at the next day the employee will be missing, and a notification will pop up that the employee is dead.
i keep getting alot of ideas so heres the final one: missing persons busride! (its based off of glitch in the matrix stuff,) (”so.. this is the thing that caused the mass disappearances?”)
this is a tool abnormality i thought of. like the name says its a bus with grayscale colors, when an employee gets onto the bus (aka uses it) it’ll drive to a portal and come back. there is a chance that the employee will get a work speed boost, but theres also a chance that the person will go missing, you’ll know this if the person comes back as a sorta visible glitchy shadow, there will be no notification specifying the person’s death, and if they are gone, they are gone forever, even if you try to reset or memory repository, they will still be gone. you will have to create the employee again if you want them back.
so thats all for now! i hope that this is alright,
#this was uploaded twice because one. i am so scared to post this cause it may be too edgy and two. uhh- i dont know#tw: murder#tw: death#tw: coma#tw: mention of mass disappearances#rootys abnormality ideas#abnormality ocs i guess#lobotomy corp related stuff-
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Fallout 4 Companions react to synth of soles spouse
ROMANCED
REQUESTED!
(Did only the romanceable companions for this one! I’m sorry if anyone’s upset that others like nick, deacon ECT weren't included :((( I would happily add them if it was really wanted though :)) )
(also to who requested it I’m sorry it took so long ! xx)
I tried to base this one on their personalities/how ive seen them ingame deal with things
(also ‘some’ of these assume that Sole took in Synth Shaun but if your sole didn’t just...Disregard it hsjdkfj)
Cait:
Cait LOVED just walking around with Sole, every-so-often fighting some raiders or supermutants or feral ghoul. But she never thought that on their way back, upon entering Sanctuary their Spouse would be standing right at the gate waiting for them, but this couldn’t be ? They were dead...Right? Sole took Cait to see their body...Cait was unimaginably scared and already heartbroken, would Sole leave her now? what would happen to them, to her and the person she loved so much, her rock. Sole was just as shocked as Cait was turning to Cait and then back to their presumed dead Spouse, but sole knew deep down it wasn’t them, couldn’t be. ‘’Cait, go home and wait for me can you? I promise ill be back soon’’ every bone in Cait’s body wanted to refuse but she didn’t she walked on and hated herself for it, she sat on the couch legs shaking, picking at her nails and biting at her fingers for what felt like forever until she heard the door open, she immediately turned her head to the sound, sole stood there eyes deep and murky Sole flopped down beside Cait with a sigh and then turned to her with a sad smile ‘’Synth...Shaun definitely has his father/mother’s sense of humour..’’ they laughed dryly and Cait swallows deeply ‘’So ..You just gonna throw me away then?’’ Sole raises an eyebrow at Cait ‘’Why in gods name would I do that Cait? ‘’ ‘’Synth or not they’re your husband/wife, that would mean more to you than me’’ Sole shook their head, pulling Cait close with a sigh ‘’It’s not like that, you’re what matters to me now alright?, I love you Cait’’ That was enough for cait, usually she would be flying off the rails, breaking things, beating on their spouse, but the way Sole said what they said she believed it.
Curie:
(why aren't there enough gifs out there of this BEAUTIFUL woman I cant omg)
Curie stood there, frozen. staring deep into the eyes of Soles ‘dead’ spouse as they looked around the room curiously, Sole had gone out for the day and Curie was just doing some housework when they casually walked in, she didn’t make a sound and they finally turned and jumped with a yelp, making curie scream out, then they both just looked at each other wide eyed and breathing heavy, she had half expected them to hurt her or yell at her or something for being in their spouses house, pictures of Curie and Sole were framed basically all over the house, it didn't take a genius to realise what was going on, but their spouse smiled at her ‘’Thank you, for taking care of Him/Her, when I was created I was just made to help...But I got free I wanted to know who ‘I’ was or who I am or who I was meant to be but I know now that I may be have the same body, same memories. But I assure you I’m not here to damage this relationship I may have the same body, but I’m a different person’’ Curie was pleased and looked back to them with a soft smile, maybe just maybe it would be okay ‘’Let me make you something to eat’’
Danse:
Danse wanted to take Shaun out for the day, teach him how to shoot and how to hunt. Sole had insisted that he and Shaun bond more and Danse NEVER says no to Sole, not that he’d want to Shaun was a lovely kid, a little soft around the edges but he’s sure he would...Uh grow? into a fine man
Danse had helped Shaun learn how to make his bullet land better from afar and he was doing quite well shot a mongrel dog from a few feet away behind a bush ‘’Congratulations soldier, Ill go bring it over maybe your mother/father will mount it, ‘Shaun’s first big kill’ you know that sounds pretty violent actually’’ Shaun laughed a little and took a seat in the ground Danse smiles at him and ruffles his hair ‘’Ill be right back buddy, you keep practicing’’ It wasn’t exactly to far and he made sure Shaun was still in his sights and that he could hear more practice shots but as he was walking back he noticed them stop he walked a little faster and then dropped the carcass ...Was that...Shaun was laughing and smiling up at the man/woman ‘’Danse! look! they must have made them too!’’ Danse was shocked and quite disturbed he watched as their spouse stood and turned to him, a slight smile on their face ‘’Shaun was telling me all about you, you’re raising him well’’ Danse felt his chest slowly untighten, the BOS paladin in him wanted to believe this was a way to hurt him, hurt Sole, but he knew he and this person were one and the same now, but it still stung so he just brushed them off and walked past them to check up on Shaun ‘’I wouldn’t hurt him, I know he’s not technically my son, but he’s still just a boy’’ for some reason the words ‘my son’ struck Danse hard in the chest and he stood ‘’I don’t know why you are here but you’d better leave, Sole has moved on. For good’’ Danse couldn’t control himself in that moment and the other just sighed ‘’I understand, but there is not were else for me, I thought, I think maybe Sole can help’’ Danse’s nostrils flare slightly ‘’You get your help but you stay away from my family alright’’
Hancock:
(im sad the only gif of him smoking I could find was a modded version of him :(( )
Hancock was back in Good Neighbour ‘Mayoral’ business and such, he was just enjoying a cigarette when his doors slammed open, Fahrenheit immediately jumps up to defend Hancock, when he then notices who it is ‘’What the-’’ ‘’You stay away from my wife/husband!’’ they yelled at him, practically spewing venom Fahrenheit turns to Hancock eyes wide as if to say ‘what the fuck I thought this guy/chick was dead!’ he just waves her away ‘’It alright, I’m sure we can talk about this like adults’’ he puts out his cigarette and stands slowly ‘’You stay away from my partner!, you...UGH what even are you’’ Hancock was used to people saying things like this so it didn't really affect him all that much ‘’Hey, don't piss me off are you forgettin’ I got guards here?, look I don't know why you’re so upset you’ve been ‘dead’ for years now, me and sole got a whole thing goin on’’ ‘’dead?...I’m not...dead!’’ Hancock tilts his head to the side, what the hell was going on here ‘’Sole saw you die friend, back in the vault’’ ‘’what?! no we got out and then the institute took us in but they went missing and they couldn’t fine them!, that's where I woke up and then someone destroyed it! after asking around I find out they’re this whole new person and that they’re with...You?!’’ Hancock knew then what was going on and sighed softly, leaning up against the wall ‘’hate to break it to ya buddy you’ve been dead for 60 plus years’’ he then chuckles ‘’come to think of it I think its 69 now...Damn I’m old’’ their spouse had had enough ‘’stop with this funny business! I was in the army/I was a lawyer!’’ Hancock groaned slightly and stood up straight ‘’You want proof? then deal with me for a little while and ill show you’’
it was...Long and tedious and frankly very awkward but they were finally in the vault, staring back at the ‘real’ spouse ‘’I...Oh my god I think I’m going to be sick..’’ Hancock nods in agreement ‘’Sole wanted to bury ya but things always get in the way, listen I never met to take em from ya but there’s some things you gotta know now’’
MacCready:
MacCready and Sole were having a great time together, watching Shaun and Duncan play when suddenly someone came running up to them embracing Sole quickly Mac gasped out and pulled out his sniper ‘’Oh honey! I’ve been looking everywhere for you I just woke up, somewhere I-I I don’t even know how to explain I...You look so different-’’ they then trail off and turn to Mac holding a gun to their head in shock ‘’Hey buddy put it away this is my wife/husband’’ Maccready looks at them and then Sole helplessly and then to Duncan and Shaun and then frowns deeply slowly holstering his weapon ‘’I get it...’’ he didn't know if he should laugh or cry, frankly he didn’t even know what he would have done if Lucy had come back would he go back? he loves Sole with his whole being but...’’No, I’m not’’ Sole blurts out ‘’What!?’’ both their spouse and Mac say at the same time in shock ‘’I’m married Nate/Nora, to Robert.’’ Sole takes MacCready’s arm and holds it, their spouse looks at them both in shock and Mac could have just melted at that moment, he was on cloud nine but his conscious spoke out ‘’But...Sole they’re your-’’ ‘’I don't care who they are or were or... whatever!, I saw them DIE so I know for a fact that its not...Really them anyway, even if they were that isn't me anymore, I love YOU’’ and here comes the heart eyes, he couldn't help but to be real smug about it either smirking slightly at their ex they look on in confusion, this was gonna take a lot of explaining
Preston:
It was during the raid on the institute people yelling and shooting, Preston was full of fury and love his newly found relationship with sole had really helped him gain a lot of confidence back in himself, they helped him become the man he wanted to be, well the man he always was and he couldn’t thank them enough for that really.
They ran together into a room guns at the ready to fire but when they walked in there was a man/woman holding up their arms
Sole puts their weapon down in shock ‘’Preston...look’’ Preston takes a good look at them and his eyes widen he turns back to sole and they share a glance ‘’P-Please don’t kill me’’ they didn’t recognise him/her, Preston felt bad for feeling relief that they didn't but he was weighing the odds of Sole leaving him already ‘’Lets take them with us, get them to safety...Please I can’t think of them dying again, even if its not them’’ Sole whispered to Preston softly, the flawed part of him was anxious and wanted to leave them there, but the better part of him knew that wasn’t what he was like and he nodded at Sole, they went through the rest of the Institute wiping it clean at the end Sole had even seen the synth version of their son, which made them go into hysterics, sobbing and holding him close. It was a good and bad day for them both
but also relieving
Preston strutted around Sanctuary later that day, anxious as hell, worrying if Sole wanted to leave him and start again with their son and husband/wife so when a hand came down on his shoulder he jumped ‘’Oh god preston im sorry didn’t mean to sneak up on you’’ Sole stared at him with gentle eyes and he could have fallen inlove all over again ‘’Babe I-’’ Preston sighed not being able to let out the words he wanted to, Sole shook their head slowly ‘’You’re an open book you know that? I love you, now come home Shaun needs to formally meet you’’ Sole kisses him softly on the nose and pats his chest, walking away slowly
and his worries all melted away
Piper:
Piper was writing a new paper, it was all she had seemed to do lately since sole was out on this strange railroad mission (if your sole didn’t side with the railroad/didn't join it or anything just change it to B.O.S or whatever you’d like) that they knew they would be gone a while for, it had been two weeks or so now and Piper missed them ...Like really bad, so she was writing paper after paper to try and keep her mind elsewhere, but resting up on their bed at Homeplate she just couldn’t tonight, she wondered if they were okay if they were eating or sleeping enough, if they were hurt. It was a lot to take and she wondered if she needed a cigarette
but then the door squeaked open ‘’P? you here?’’
‘‘Blue!’‘
Piper jumped up excitedly and raced down the stairs squeezing Sole into a tight hug ‘’I missed you too Piper, but hey you better look at what I found’’ Piper was confused and slowly let go of Sole, her eyes widen when she’s met face to face with an exact copy of their ex, she knew it couldn’t have been them, because sole buried them in Sanctuary ages ago ‘’Blue I- what’’ she was lost for words to be honest
‘‘Oh believe me I was just as shocked when I found them, there was this whole synth refuge up in the capital wasteland! they all had the mind wipe but no face change ...I had wondered why and then realised all of those people were replicas of dead spouses from my time...a bit Sick right? they were the newest one’‘ Sole almost chuckled as their ‘ex spouse’ walked around eyeing everything ‘‘I just ...wow Blue! wait... you ain’t leaving me right...Right?!’‘ Piper joked at first but then realised the gravity of the situation Sole laughed and took her hand softly raising it up to kiss her knuckles ‘‘oh my god P’‘
(the fact that you can tell which ones I wrote first and then which I wrote after I woke up from my intense sleep fjfhfffdhsj) (Im sorry again for the wait! )
#fallout 4#fo4#f4#paladin danse#piper wright#preston garvey#hancock#maccready#cait#curie#cait fallout 4#curie fallout 4#sole survivor#bethesda#fallout reactions#fallout reaction#fallout companions#fallout 4 companions
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The Red Name pt 4
part one || part two || part three
The bed was cold when Michael woke up. The sun was high in the sky and Alex was long gone. All that was left in the whole cabin were the sheets on the bed and Michael’s phone on Alex’s pillow. The notification light was blinking and Michael already didn’t care about what anyone had to say to him right now.
He unlocked it anyway when he saw the new email icon. He never got emails.
It was from Alex.
From: [email protected]
We should’ve talked. That was always our problem, if we’re honest. Too much sex and not enough talking.
I’m glad we didn’t though. You were right, we’d just make each other sad and angry and that’s not how I wanted to spend my last night with you. Because that’s what it was. Regardless of what happens on my deployment, we both know this thing between us is in the past and it’s time I gave up and moved on like you’ve managed to do.
Over the last two years I wrote you a lot of emails. Basically whenever I wanted to talk to you but couldn’t I’d write an email. I’m not sure why I’m doing this now but I just sent all of them to you. You can read them or delete them, it’s up to you, I guess.
I love you. That hasn’t changed and it never will.
Goodbye Michael.
A
Michael blinked away the sudden tears that sprung to his eyes. For all that he’d shoved Alex away over the last few years and flaunted the fact that he could move on, Alex telling him goodbye broke his heart. Michael wasn’t sure how they’d gotten to this point. It felt like one thing after another just piled on until there was no hope left. He wanted to fix it, even when he’d been with Maria part of him had wanted to fix it, he just didn’t know how. And now it was too late.
Rereading the email, he spotted the part about new emails and quickly exited out of that one. And there they were. Michael scrolled down to find the oldest one but it was impossible to tell. They didn’t seem to be in any particular order so he just clicked one and then another and then another.
From: [email protected]
I saw you at the Pony today. You looked like shit. Have you been sleeping? Eating? Or are you just existing on alcohol and acetone?
I hope it’s making you feel better because it’s not helping anyone. Not your sister, who really needs you right now by the way, not me, not Maria, and certainly not Max.
I wish you’d let me help you.
A
From: [email protected]
You drive me crazy sometimes you know that? First, you want nothing to do with me or Project Shepherd. And now it’s all you care about. Well, Project Shepherd at least. You still don’t seem to want anything to do with me.
Am I suddenly that repulsive to you? Because of my father? Fuck him. Seriously, Guerin, fuck. him. Don’t let him do this to us.
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From: [email protected]
You could’ve at least done me the courtesy of telling me you were dating Maria instead of letting me find out by walking in on you two.
Fuck you Michael
From: [email protected]
You need to pull yourself together. Your sister is drowning and she needs you and you don’t even notice. Liz and I should not be the ones keeping her afloat. She needs her brother, dammit.
If only I could get you to stay in the same room as me for longer than 2 seconds
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From: [email protected]
I can’t decide if you’re oblivious or stupid or just plain cruel
I get it, okay. You moved on. You’re happy. I’m happy you’re happy but I really don’t need a front row seat to you sticking your tongue down someone else’s throat okay? Would it kill you to cool it on the pda?
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From: [email protected]
Max is back. You weren’t there.
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From: [email protected]
I’m drunk. I shouldn’t bother with this it’s not like you’re going to read it anyway but I’m drunk and I’m lonely and it’s my birthday
Ten years apart and you never missed my birthday but now that I’m back you can’t be bothered? I want to be mad at you but I’m too sad to be mad
What did I do wrong Michael? Why are you doing this?
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From: [email protected]
You ever throw something anywhere near the vicinity of Maria again and I swear to god I will knock you on your ass
Don’t touch her. Don’t even get close. I don’t give a shit how drunk you are
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From: [email protected]
It’s the anniversary of Caulfield and I don’t want you to be alone but you won’t let me near you
I hope you told Maria what day it is or Isobel or someone. I hope you’re not alone.
I’m sorry
I’m so sorry Michael
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From: [email protected]
You look happy
I miss you
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From: [email protected]
I never thought of us as having an anniversary, not really, but if we had one it would be today
I was ready, Michael. I was fucking ready dammit. Why’d you have to pick then to finally be the one to walk away? I mean I know I deserved it after all the times I left you but your timing sucks.
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From: [email protected]
I got my new posting. Also got new orders to deploy. I’m leaving Roswell and I don’t think I’m coming back this time
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From: [email protected]
You came by today. I’m pretty sure it's the first time you’ve been out here since you told me in no uncertain terms that we were done. You wanted more info on Project Shepherd, on the Alighting that Noah mentioned. You could barely look me in the eyes. It was like I was just a colleague and not even one you particularly liked that much and it hurt.
I get that we’re never going to be together but why can’t we be friends? Is it really that impossible? We’re either fucking or not looking each other in the eye? No in between? That’s bullshit
Why do you get to decide everything? When do I get a say in this? What if I want more? Do you even care what I want?
Don’t answer that. It’s pretty fucking obvious you don’t.
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From: [email protected]
I had lunch with Liz and Rosa and Maria today. It was awkward and painful. I’ve never hated you before but I think I hate you for fucking up my friendship with Maria. She was all I had for years and now it’s ruined because of you
Be happy with her. Make it worth it
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From: [email protected]
It’s not your fault. Me and Maria I mean. We fucked that up all on our own and neither one of us have really tried to fix it. You played a part, yeah, but don’t blame yourself for this too. You put too much on yourself already, you shouldn’t add this to it
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From: [email protected]
You make a beautiful couple
Better than we ever did. Not that we were ever a couple. Not like you and Maria
We wouldn’t have worked right? That’s why you left? Because we would’ve crashed and burned?
Merry Christmas Michael
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From: [email protected]
For someone who got angry every time I mentioned the Air Force you really didn’t seem to care that I re-upped. I don’t know what to make of that.
I’m going to protect you Michael, I promise. My father will never get his hands on you or your family ever again.
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From: [email protected]
Why can’t I get over you? I’ve tried fucking other guys, dating other guys, it doesn’t matter.
I’ve never been able to get over you. I don’t know why I thought now would be any different.
All I want is you. All I’ve ever wanted is you.
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From: [email protected]
Full disclosure - I’ve had a lot to drink. Liek a lot
Did you know that your people essentially mate for life? Yep. Turn 30 and the true essence of your heart will reveal itself on your skin and name the person you love most. It will stay there forever. Cant be cut off or inked over. Cant change neither. Once its there its there
Your turning 30 in a few months
I wont survive seeing her name on you i wont
I filed papers for a transfer today. Project Shepherd is basically dead and by the time the transfer comes through it will be really dead and i cant stay here anymore im not strong enough. I need to be not here when her name comes
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From: [email protected]
Its my name. Fucking hell Michael its MY name??
What the fuck have the last two years been if its mY FUCKING NAME?
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From: [email protected]
It hurt before when i thought you’d truly moved on but this? Oh this takes the cake
You love me. More than LITERALLY anything. And you still dont care enough to be with me
This is…
You should’ve left me in Caulfield and just saved yourself
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From: [email protected]
You left a birthday present in my car. Why?
Thank you
I love it
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From: [email protected]
Her name is Mara.
She used to sing to the other prisoners when they were scared. She had such a beautiful voice.
You won’t let me tell you about her but I think you should know. This was your mother, you should know who she was.
I’m sorry you didn’t get the chance to find out the right way. I really am.
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From: [email protected]
I saw you on the street today. You were outside the jewelry store.
I wish you both a long happy life together. You both deserve it.
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There were more. So many more. Michael had to stop and pace himself or he’d start breaking things.
It took him weeks to get through all of them. Some made him cry, some made him smash every fragile thing in Max’s house (he owed him new windows), but some made him smile.
From: [email protected]
I got a dog. Her name is Buffy. If anything happens to her I will kill everyone involved and then myself
Pics attached since I don’t know when I’ll see you.
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From: [email protected]
Wilson’s getting married, can you believe it? I would’ve bet good money he’d die a happy bachelor. It’ll be so good to see the squad again. He invited everyone, even O’Brien.
He’s making me wear a tux, though, no uniforms :(
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From: [email protected]
I think you’ve cursed me. I used to very happily not give a shit about football fuck you very much
(Eagles made the playoffs fuck yeah)
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From: [email protected]
There’s this new prosthetic prototype the military wants to try out and somehow I landed on the shortlist of candidates to get it
It’s supposed to be so amazing you don’t even know. It’ll be waterproof! I can stand in the shower!
(its the little things sometimes)
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From: [email protected]
I’ve really fucking missed Rosa. I know you miss your brother and I’m sorry but I never really let myself process how much I missed her
I promise to do everything I can to bring Max back. I owe him one
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From: [email protected]
Rosa doesn’t like the jacket. She’s gotta go
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From: [email protected]
I’m going to LA Pride next week. I’d ask you to come with me but you seem a little busy passing out on the floor of the Pony every night
I’m taking Isobel instead
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From: [email protected]
I’ve got this new project at work that’s actually really interesting. I keep staying late to work on it and so Project Shepherd is falling behind but fuck Michael I love it
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From: [email protected]
There was a crazy meteor shower last night. You would’ve loved it
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From: [email protected]
The sunsets out here are unreal. I’ve been in a few deserts and seen a few coasts but nothing, NOTHING, beats this view
Its beautiful
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From: [email protected]
It’s cheating on the Wild Pony, I know, but if you go over to Dexter there’s a great little bar that does open mic night on Thursdays.
It’s been a long time since I sang. I’ve missed it. You should come sometimes.
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Michael missed out on a lot while he was with Maria. He never wanted to miss those moments again.
In the five weeks it took him to get through all of the emails, no one heard from Alex. He’d warned them he’d be out of touch but it was still jarring. Michael took to driving out to the cabin or bugging Rosa to let him play with Buffy just so he could feel close to Alex.
A week after he finished Alex’s emails he started writing his own.
From: [email protected]
You’ve been gone six weeks. I miss you. I’m pretty sure I lost the right to say that but I don’t care. I do.
I read all of your emails
M
From: [email protected]
I thought about responding to some of your emails individually but then I thought maybe just one would do it.
I’m sorry. I was a colossal jackass and you didn’t deserve any of it. I never should have blamed you for what your father did. You aren’t him, Alex.
There are only two people in my life that I trust to always be there: Isobel and you. Even when you walked away you always came back and I got used to that, I guess. When everything was spiraling out of control I needed someone to be angry at and I needed it to be someone who wouldn’t leave. Isobel was already going through hell so I picked you. I pushed you away as hard as I could and you stayed. You re-upped to protect me. You stayed in Roswell because you knew I needed you even though I refused to admit it. I put you through hell and you never said a word. Thank you. I should’ve said it a long time ago and I’m sorry I didn’t.
I’m sorry I finally pushed hard enough that you had to leave. Roswell’s your home and these people are your family. When you get back from your deployment you should come home and see them. I can leave if it’ll make it easier for you but you shouldn’t leave them just because I’m an ass.
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From: [email protected]
I think Liz is actually dating both Kyle and Max. I’m also pretty sure Max and Kyle are not dating each other. Sometimes though...how sure are you that Kyle is straight?
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From: [email protected]
I can’t decide if it’s too weird or not weird enough watching my sister and my ex girlfriend try to date.
M
From: [email protected]
You said you didn’t love me. Why did you say that if you did?
I don’t know that I would have done anything different but I’d like to think I’d have been more considerate about Maria had I known. I thought you were over me. You said you were.
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From: [email protected]
It’s been three years since Caulfield and I’m alone. One of your emails mentioned that you didn’t want me to be alone but I am. I always am. No one understands. No one can possibly understand.
Kyle gave me a bottle of whiskey this morning. I’m trying to drink less but now that I’ve got a doctor’s seal of approval, I might just need to enjoy it.
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From: [email protected]
I left my mom to die for you. I don’t think I would’ve left for anyone else.
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From: [email protected]
I miss you. I think I’ve been missing you for years but you were right there so I didn’t realize it
Be safe. Come home
M
From: [email protected]
I’m a little obsessed with my mark ngl
It’s in my own handwriting but I wish it was yours. So it would actually be a piece of you with me
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From: [email protected]
It’s crazy. When you were here all I could think about when I saw you was your dad and your brothers and Caulfield. I know it’s not fair and it’s not right but I can’t control it
But now you’re not here. And I look around the cabin and all I see is you making breakfast or burning the popcorn that one night we tried to watch a movie and ended up making out instead. I can’t sleep at the Airstream without thinking of you. Did I ever tell you that you’re the only person I ever brought home? Every other person I ever hooked up I either went to their place or found somewhere else. But not you. You came home with me.
Liz wanted a group outing to the drive in. But I said no. I can’t go there anymore.
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From: [email protected]
My eyes are burning. Too much naked sister
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From: [email protected]
First I see my sister having sex and now my brother’s asking me for gay sex tips
I can’t
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From: [email protected]
When we broke up Maria accused me of being with her because I loved her less, because then she couldn’t hurt me. I thought she was crazy but now I think she had a point. I literally just walked in on her in bed with someone else (I’ve completely blocked out the memory of who it was) and it didn’t hurt. I’m just...happy for her. She smiles more these days than she has in a while
It's nothing like when I saw you on a date that one time and had the sudden urge to beat the guy into a bloody mess with my bare hands. It's a nice change of pace
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From: [email protected]
It’s been four months since anyone’s heard from you. I hope you’re okay and just not allowed to contact anyone.
Please be okay Alex. I don’t know what I’ll do if you’re not
M
From: [email protected]
Some idiot decided to put in a record store on Main St. Who even buys records anymore?
It has open mic night almost every night though. You’d love it
M
From: [email protected]
I seem to have moved into your cabin. Oops
The bed doesn't smell like you anymore :(
M
From: [email protected]
It’s Valentine’s Day and you’re not here and I don’t even know if you’d want to see me if you were but let me just say this:
You’re an asshole and I love it
You care so much about people, about your family (the real one not the jackasses named Manes), and you give so much of yourself for other people I’m constantly in awe of you
You named your dog after a vampire slayer; what a dork (next one should be Faith)
You are the strongest person I know. I put you through hell and you’re still standing and you somehow still love me. I don’t understand but I can’t complain
I miss watching movies with you even if your constant commentary can be annoying as hell
I can’t eat omelets at restaurants anymore, you’ve ruined me for life
Your voice is breathtaking; you should never stop singing
I love you
Happy Valentine’s Day Alex
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From: [email protected]
Please just tell me when you’re home so I know you’re safe
M
From: [email protected]
Rosa has a boyfriend. It’s weird. We can’t talk around him. Too many secrets.
M
From: [email protected]
I broke the ship. Most of its still in the bunker but I scattered some pieces around town. The Airstream, Isobel’s, Max’s, the Crashdown, the Pony, other places too
The biggest piece is right here at the cabin. I needed it to be with you
M
From: [email protected]
Jenna’s back
M
From: [email protected]
Happy Birthday Alex
I’m sorry I missed one. I promise not to miss any ever again.
They probably don't have any good cake where you’re at so I’ll just have to take you out for some when you get home
M
From: [email protected]
I’ve co-opted Buffy from Rosa. She’s not getting her back
M
Over six months after Alex left, Michael received his first new email.
From: [email protected]
Subject: YOUR EYES ONLY
You’re unbelievable. Asshole
827 Willowbrook Cir #231
Marlow Heights, MD 20746
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P.S. Don’t forget Buffy
#malex fic#rnm#my fic#this one is 100% malex#ch5 will be 0% malex to offset it#next time i decide to format a fic/chapter like this somebody punch me#i've had to reformat it 3 times and im DONE
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Villain Denki continuation pt 3
Nsfw
Warnings. Non con
Aged up
I love this i hope you do to ~
“Den..Denki..”. Bakugo put his thumb over youre lips.
“Shhh . Mutts cant talk right Dunce face?” He smirked rubbing his thumb over youre lips.
Denki pat youre head and picked you up off him setting you on the couch getting up. “Nope! They cant. Ill be back in a day or too Puppy okay? I love you!” He pat youre head again and left the house.
Bakugo’s eyes wandered back to you , his smirk going all the way up his cheek. He dropped his bag on the floor causing you to flinch on the couch. You covered youre chest and you could still feel Denki’s cum in youre panties.
“So this is how its gonna go , Mutt.” He snapped his fingers pointing at the ground, you just kinda stared at him.
“Down.”
“Katsuki.. please..”
He took his phone out of his pocket showing you the screen. Shock Lock App. Youre throat dried up and you wanted to vomit.
“Down.”
You got off the couch sitting on youre knees near him, youre head hung in shame.
“Better. “ he went to the fridge opening it up fishing all around Denki’s boring energy drinks pulling a 6 pack out and coming back to sit on the couch flipping the tv on .
“This is whats gonna happen Mutt, im not here to just watch you no, oh no. Im here to train you too. Because you thought it would be cute to act up and be a little brat.” He opened a can sinking into the couch.
“Two days. Ive got two days to turn you into a respectable Mutt” he took a swing of the beer .
You wanted to scream, cry, yell, hit something , anything. This was going to be hell.. You flinched when he snapped his fingers again. You raised youre head slightly, looking through youre hair to see him.
“Go clean up. Youve got five minutes. Then we can begin” He waved his phone in youre face drinking his beer.
Youre stomach twisted at the thought of getting shocked in the shower.. you crawled all the way to the restroom ditching youre panties and getting in turning the water on. You cried under the water while you washed up. This wasint happening.. it just wasint... You watched the water slip down the drain and suddenly youre body twitched.
“How long?!?” You turned the shower off stumbling out and onto the floor . The door opened and Bakugo stepped in looking down at you.
“Good job Mutt. 4 minutes. Follow me.” He snapped his fingers again. You hated that. Hated it. You werent a damn dog.. were you?
When you dried youre hair and body you crawled out to see Bakugo leaning on the wall in the hallway. He straightened out pointing to his side. You went over looking at youre hands. He started to walk and you followed a little behind. He stopped slapping youre head .
“With me. Mutt.”
You flinched at his words nodding slowly .
He started walking again and you kept up this time with him. He walked all around the house to train you.
“You walk with youre Master. Even if its Dunce face. “ he said going back to the couch to drink his beer.
You sat down by his legs nodding . You felt like a fool. A stupid dumb fool. What the hell were you doing...how the hell did it come - he snapped his fingers alerting you to him .
“Got any toys? Actuall dog toys.?”
You nodded with a dead humiliating expression on youre face. Bakugo grinned leaning down to get eye level with you.
“Well go find it”
Youre heart sank , this wasint happening ..
Youre body turned on its own and you crawled down the hallway. Little did you know Bakugo had propped his phone up to record everything , not just for him. But for Denki too so he could see youre progress.
You found the toy in youre cage, you bit into it and went back to the hallway crawling to Bakugo. He held his hand out grinning and you dropped the ball in his hand.
“... K....”
“Ah ah, Mutts cant talk. “ he threw the ball down the hall. “Fetch.”
You wanted to die , tears were running diwn youre face down to youre exposed wet body . You pleaded with him with youre eyes, praying , hoping he would realize what he was doing.
Bakugo raised and eyebrow reaching for his phone , you turned around facing away from him and very slowly crawled to the the ball. You felt more and more defeated with each step you took, youre heart flinched everytime you heard him chuckle , everytime he opened another beer.
You picked the ball up with youre teeth and brought it back . You dropped the ball in his hand just for him to throw it again. And again, and again. And again... youre stomach growled the last time you brought it back . Bakugo raised an eye brow getting up , you flinched watching him move to the kitchen.
“Hungy? Mutt?l he fished through some cabinets
You were leaning on the couch crying into it. You didint want dog food anymore. You missed real food . You heard a can shake but you didint bother to look. You knew what it was.
“Bedroom. Mutt.”
What,? But Denki always liked to feed you dinner out in the living room..he liked to watch his favorite show and eat his food with you..
You whimpered at this change you grew accustomed too , slowly you made youre way to the bedroom to see Bakugo standing by the cage with the food in a plate in front of him.
“Well go on, eat up. Then its bedtime”
Something about his face told you not to believe him... he looked very smug. You sat by his feet leaning down to eat the dry dog food . It was the same as always.. gross and dry. No flavor and it- you grunted when Bakugo shoved himself inside you.
“Eat up Mutt.” He held youre hips thrusting hard.
Youre face hit the plate untill you steadied youreself with youre arms , looking back you saw the grin on his face, the control, the power, the humility he was giving you. He loved every second of this. Youre head turned back to the food , you leaned down trying to catch it in youre mouth , heavy tears falling into the plate.
“Good little Mutt. Its all youre getting for the night. Now take my cock like the bitch you are”
You cried, and cried. You forgot to chew the food a few times and just swallowed it when his thrusts were to hard against you. Youre pussy was squeezing him in farther and farther . You felt betrayed on every level. You werent a human anymore . Not to this man, not to Denki. Not to anyone if they saw youre current situation.
Bakugo kept up his thrusts untill he came deep inside you, he threw his head back laughing coming down from his high . He leaned over you seeing the plate empty and youre hands twitching, youre body started to twitch to and Bakugo pulled out , you fell to youre side holding youreself.
“Bedtime.”
You pulled youreself inside the cage, not bothering to look at him. He slammed it shut locking it, he kneeled down next to the door.
“Look at me.”
You forced youreself up and switched sides so he could see youre front. Youre face was red and soaked with tears, you looked broken and defeated. You also had cum leaking from you.
“A pretty okay first day Mutt. Im impressed. Tomorrow we will work on some other things so youre all ready for Denki when he comes back.”
You nodded, it was automatic now.
“Im not letting you out till i wake up tomorrow , so get comfy.” He got back up leaving the room. You laid down holding yourself, all you could hear was the tv and how it was too loud for you to sleep. Leaving you awake with youre thoughts.
You cried into youre hands trying to figure out what tomorrow would bring.
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Fragments from Beyond The Stars -- Rescue.
So ya boi wrote a thing, lmao. Enjoy some Star Wars bullshit! Basically my OCs (along with togruta!Kit) in a universe ive been on and off making for like 2-3 months. Please, dear god, ask me about them and the story if you’re interested. I would kill for you :eyes:
Kit slammed the door open, the woman at the head of the table merely raising an eyebrow at the loud entrance. The man sitting two chairs to her left stood up, his hand going to the blaster hanging off his belt, but between the woman's hand wave and Kit's own blaster aimed at his face, he conceded and left through a side door, paying a single glance back to the woman.
"Kit, I presume?"
"Where's Sam." It was barely a question, the hardness in Kit's voice making it clear that they werent here to play the woman's game.
"Tut tut, little Fighter. Not even going to ask how I know?"
"I know enough about you to know you pulled any intel from Sam's head, so tell me where she is before I pull the answer from yours." The response was growled, and the woman.. laughed. She tilted her head back, elegantly, and laughed to the ceiling.
"Oh, that's precious! You have just the fire I expected you to- you're just like she described." Her tone was mocking, teasing, light. Too fucking light. Kit fired their blaster, right for her cocky fucking face, but she held up a hand and stopped the laser in midair, halfway between her and Kit.
"Now, now. That's just rude," the joking tone gave way to offense, and the laser fell to the table's surface, sizzling out. "Play nicely or I'll have my men kill your little girlfriend."
Kit growled lowly, any fear at facing a Force user snuffed out by the threat to their friend- leader- partner. Still, they took the message, holstering their blaster and crossing their arms over their chest defiantly. A knife settled into each hand, slipped from the wrist guards they wore. "Fine. Take me to her."
The woman stood up, her hands resting delicately, balancing on her fingertips, against the table's surface. "Why would I do that, when it's more fun to keep you in suspense? She cried for you, you know," she circled the table, closing the distance between herself and Kit, one hand trailing over the table next to her. "She screamed and begged for you to stay away. To let her die, so you could stay free. Unfortunately, you didnt get the message-" a mocking pout "-apologies about that."
Kit didnt believe this woman, no matter how much that sounded exactly like their Sam. They wouldn't believe a word she said.
She continued, before they could interject any protests though. "I silenced her of course, dont worry. Couldnt have her scaring you off, now could i?" She was closer than Kit would like, her free hand coming up to flick at the tip of their montrals.
Kit finally uncrossed their arms, both hands shoving towards the woman full force. The blades sunk into her sides, the woman shouting and sending a Force wave into Kit. They flew backwards, through the door they had left open. The knives remained in the woman's sides.
They stood upright against the wall, ignoring the pain in their back, as they moved down the hallway. They opened every door searching for the woman they came for, their team leader, their fucking girlfriend, finally finding her in a tiny closet-like room that had become a makeshift cell, at the end of the hallway.
Kit's hands found her shoulders, helping Sam sit upright. As soon as she saw Kit's face, she started crying, shaking her head frantically.
"Go, go go go, go, get out of here, go-" she was begging, the words almost incoherent with how slurred and soft they were. Sam was.. out of it. Her eyes were unfocused and she was hardly breathing, she was covered in bruises and cuts and burns, she looked like she had barely eaten anything with how much thinner she was-- and she was trembling in Kit's hold.
They shook their head without a word, untying Sam's hands and easing her up with the wall as support."We have to go, Sammy," Kit was trying to hide their frantically beating heart, keeping their voice steady and level.
"Cant- cant, we cant, im- i cant go-" she was crying, shaking her head more, her chest was jerking with silent sobs that was followed by a flinch every time.
"I dont care if you cant walk, I’ll carry you, we have to go," Kit was getting nervous, glancing behind them at the doorway before slipping their arm under Sam's legs so they could scoop her up.
"Bomb- im- I'm a b-bomb, I cant go, its-- distance, I can't, I cant- Kitty, you have to go, please, please go-" her shoves were weak against Kit's chest and arms, but they got the point across well enough.
They stood upright anyway, keeping hold of Sam. "What's the range?" They moved out to the hallway, treading carefully as they waited for the answer.
"Wh- about the ship size, dont- cant leave it, she said- said itll kill anyone in 15- 15 feet, its tied to the- core. Core, core, if we break it-"
"You two arent breaking anything." Eliza spoke from behind the pair, Kit turning on their heels to face her. She was holding one arm across her sides, her other hand holding a lightsaber to the side. The weapon was off, but Sam's breath still caught and she started shaking, pressing against Kit tighter.
"Drop me and run- I've got her, please go-" she tried to tell Kit, but the togruta didnt pay her any mind. They ducked into the room that was beside them quickly, slamming the door behind them with their foot.
The room looked just like the one they had found Liza in before, so they ran for the side door and sprinted down the new hallway. The comm link on their wrist beeped once, Sam reaching over and activating it with a shaking hand.
"Kit, what's the story?" Evan's voice filtered through the device, Sam nearly sighing in relief. The gang was here to help. Maybe they did have a chance..
"I need you or Jason to pull up the schematics. There's a ranged bomb on Sam- we have to blow the core if we want to get her out of here alive." Kit spoke evenly, looking around them for some kind of sign that they were going the right way towards the core of the ship.
"Can never be easy with you fuckers, huh?" Jason spoke up, his voice riddled with amusement. He didnt wait for a retort, immediately setting about calling directions for Kit to take.
The pair were lucky in avoiding trooper patrols, and Liza had seemingly fucked off, so they arrived at the core drive quickly. Kit set Sam down by the door, giving her the comm link while they fished through their backpack for the explosive devices they always carried now. Too many times had they come in handy, for them to forget to bring a few.
Sam took the blaster from Kit's side, her grip strong but her aim shaking as she pointed the weapon at the door. If anyone walked through it, they would be dead -- probably.
Soft beeps echoed through the room as Kit placed the devices, all synchronizing with their detonator. They would need to get out of there first, get to their own escape ship before setting this place on a path to hell.
The door slid open, Sam opening fire until a strong Force had her finger stilling on the trigger. Kit ducked behind the massive core, cursing silently as Eliza strolled into the room and disarmed Sam. She wasnt holding her sides anymore, and Kit realized she had probably taken a hypo-syringe; she was fucking healed.
Sam trembled in the hold, immobile and hating every second of it. Eliza hummed, the same tune as always- Sam flinched and immediately squeezed her eyes shut as her whole body tensed up.
"That'a girl. You know it was very dumb of you to think you're getting out of here. And your actions.." the lightsaber ignited, Sam whimpering quietly as the red light flickered over her face. "Have consequences. Open your eyes, Samantha. I want you to watch this one. I want your little partner to watch this one."
She was cocky, far too cocky, and Kit snuck around the core to get closer to her. She wouldnt fucking touch their Sam any more- except she did.
The blade rested on Sam's side, right where one of Kit's knives had gone into the woman, and their breath hitched. Sam was lucky her goal wasnt to kill her. Or.. was she?
She shrieked, her muscles straining under the Force hold- she wanted to get away, to move, to run, to something, anything, but she was just as helpless now as she had been when she was first fucking taken.
"And what a shame it is theres nothing you can say to stop me this time. I don't want your information anymore. I want your fucking screams." And scream she did, as the laser was finally lifted up, only to be pushed against her other side.
Kit flinched at the sound, before sucking in a breath and moving to get behind the woman. They ran at her quietly, yanking her backwards so the blade left Sam. As soon as it was off, they jumped on her back and fought to drag her to the ground.
Liza slammed her back against one of the core relays, Kit wincing but not letting go. Their arm wrapped around her throat, pulling tighter as the pair fought each other off.
Finally, Liza snagged Kit in a force hold, throwing them off of her back- they slid across the ground and stopped next to Sam. Sam, who was able to move but still stuck frozen. Terror and pain clashed with their desire to protect her partner, and her trembling hands were of no use. Kit seized up next to her, as Liza got her bearings right.
Sam recognized the straining of their muscles, the same way hers would move when she was fighting off the Force. She had to move.
Liza was coming closer, her hand closing around the hilt of her lightsaber. Sam had to move. She had to move. She had to move- the blaster was in her hand, she pulled the trigger and nailed Liza in the shoulder, the woman yelling in pain and outrage. Her grip on Kit released, but she was close enough anyway that she sent her boot straight into Sam's stomach, the girl doubling over and coughing.
"Bad. Dog." She growled, and Sam yelped as another well-aimed kick landed on her already broken ribs. Another, aimed at the fresh burns on her sides. She curled up, shielding her face but otherwise letting the Sith hurt her. Her chest jerked with sobs, and soft apologies filtered from her lips, muffled by her arms.
Kit had snatched up the blaster and gotten out of the way as soon as Liza had let them go, horror stilling their hand as they barely heard their girlfriend apologize for saving their life- what had happened here..? Did they even want to know?
They shook their head, firing twice into Eliza's back. The woman fell forward with a cry, her body curled over Sam's.
Sam sobbed and trembled and stilled, waiting for someone else to move first. Liza wasnt dead, of fucking course she wasnt, but she would be soon enough anyway. Kit holstered their blaster again, pulling Sam out from under the bitch. She flinched but stayed quiet, her eyes shut tight and her face pressed against Kit's chest.
Together, they ran, getting farther from the core and closer to the hangar that Kit had gotten in through. It passed by in a blur, Sam dazed and afraid, so much smaller than Kit was used to in every sense of the word. She was quiet and curled in on herself, she was thin and shaking, pale and... afraid. She was afraid.
That was... new. Not new, not really, Kit had seen her more afraid when it was their life on the line, but this was a terror that didnt go away, that left a haunting look in Sam's eyes and a bad taste in both of their mouths. This was a fear that would follow her, they were sure.
The little ship that they called home (more of a home than the Resistance base anyway) picked them up with a quick fly-by, Kit and Sam landing hard on the loading ramp as they lept to safety. Jason helped them inside, Kit setting off the explosives just before they flew away. Sam shook harder as the explosions sounded behind them, her wide eyes never leaving the hangar door, unblinking and unmoving.
They flew away for a few moments, waiting for the hyperdrive to warm up and prepare (and likely making sure Sam wasnt about to explode), before they jumped to light speed. Sam finally, finally blinked and looked away from the window, as the white lines that would be stars passed by, slowly making her dizzy.
JA-K13 scanned her for injuries as soon as she turned, the robot giving a false sigh and muttering about not being able to fix this mess, before he set about getting her to sit down so he could try and do exactly that.
Kit sat by her side, their eyes roaming over the tons of wounds that they knew would only get worse if they didnt get back to base soon. Sam needed a real medibay..
Sam, for her part, pretended as if everything was okay. She faked a close-lipped smile, her ever-shaking hand resting on top of Kit's between them. Neither spoke.
Neither wanted to discuss what had happened back there. But Kit couldnt look away from the tear tracks running over Sam's cheeks, and Sam couldnt stop seeing flashing images of Kit, dead at their feet, the blaster in her own hand and smoking.
Kit knew they were lucky to escape alive, but Sam wasnt sure they truly had escaped. After all, the past always caught up, didnt it? And hers was especially persistent.
#sam writes#star wars#beyond the stars#elizabeth#sam#kit#yes this is my partner kit#no this is not creator sam XD#dear gods let this inspire me to draw these fucks again
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BSD Details at the Talk Show
Details are now out!! (credits to someone on twitter) (pls dont claim that the details came from you when you share it to others)
I will only be mentioning the ones that i really love and very grateful for the show 😌✨
Be remindful that the non-bullet is my opinion and reaction so they are just my own POVs and some dont agree. We are here to freely express out our thoughts. No hate.
These translations DOESN’T BELONG TO ME. Credit to someone on twitter who shares her love and passion to the fandom.
Many were complaining (non skk fans) that Fifteen should have been OVA and not be part of S3. Now, the staffs confessed that the main point of animating Fifteen is that it helps build the world of Bungo Stray Dogs. By connecting the past and the present, it develops a deeper understanding of the characters, and also shows how the beloved city that Atsushi and everyone are now protecting came to be.
If its still confusing, this is how I understand: In other words, Dazai and Chuuya were the ones who started the story of Bungo Stray Dogs (not literally but their paths what led them to makin the present such as Dazai recruiting Akutagawa and taking in Atsushi, Chuuya as the half Soukoku, that led Dazai to think that Aku needs a partner as well) and let us not forget that Dazai is protecting the city and Chuuya at the same time during their mafia days by nullifying Corruption.
Animating Fifteen was planned to be a surprise to the fans, though a few days before the airing they learned that the information got leaked over twitter. This also happened back then with Dark Era, and Producer Kurakane shares that she was called by her boss regarding the incident. It went like, “This is the second time it failed, don’t you think there is no point in making it a surprise?”
I feel saddened by this because they were really going to surprise us but it failed, not once but twice already. Not revealing it to us before the show and by making it a surprise for us means Bones and Asagiri sensei really love and wanted to thank us so much 😭💕
She said this just gave her the motivation to try harder to prevent the secret from getting spoiled next time.
This is why I love Bones so much ❤️❤️
They thought it'd be hard but when they heard Mamo and Kishou doing the recording, it really gave them the feeling of how young Dazai and Chuuya were, and that these two really had a history. Furthermore, Randou only appeared in this arc but Uchida's acting was really memorable
They think 15 Dazai is different to today's Dazai, with 15 Dazai being really dark and wanting to die for real.
This is why Mamo and Kishou are the perfect voice actors for Dazai and Chuuya 😭💕✨ they really brought their characters to real life. Like I mean, Dazai really sounded different when i watched Ep1-Ep3 yet idk why some says Dazai didnt change. Its better to look into detail. Also, Chuuya really have the most change that you wouldnt even recognize him as a port mafia yet but a kid who handles an org and just wanted to know who or what he is.
From 15 to his present height, Chuuya only grows 5cm. He kept on saying, "I'll still grow!" but we, staff and fans, couldn't resist saying, "No, you won't" deep inside
... 5cm...? I cant believe Dazai’s curse worked 😂 and the staffs are even pointing out to Chuuya that he will never grow 💔✨
The staff was particularly glad seeing the last scene getting animated, as it came from the original manga. The art, especially with the stained glass, was also remarkable.
Okay i gotta confess, when they said “last scene” the first thing that came to my mind was Dazai and Chuuya holding hands 😂🔫 like ‘oh wait lol thats not it! Its that purple glass and crossing paths’ okaay..... im way too much lol
They also talked about the 3rd season’s OP and ED. Unlike the 1st and 2nd seasons’, the OP and ED for 3rd season were specifically made to serve as a message of thanks to the fans.
Ok so this is what we have been waiting for. And tbh im glad that i didnt hate the OP & ED. I didnt really hate it, instead I just wanted to know WHY they did it like a curious tiger. But—
Instead of appealing to new fans of BSD, these OP and ED were made to express gratitude to the fans who have been here together with BSD’s journey. The scenes were meaningfully chosen rand show what the characters have been through.
The truth behind why the new OP & ED scenes were reused. I am now satisfied to hear this truth and have no complains. Tbh, the scenes were really reused in a good way and there were on timing so it made more impact the OP & ED. So Bones really had everything planned out, I mean they are not the type of people to just throw away everything. Just like Asagiri-sensei, they put meanins and symbolism into their animation and not because they were on low budget (ok about the low budget thing somebody mentioned and I HAVE NO IDEA why they said it bcuz how can they be in low budget when BSD got S3, stage play and Dead Apple?!). Bones really is an amazing staff 😭✨ i keep loving them more and more!! PLEASE LET HS SUPPORT THEM 💕✨
Producer Kurakane was particularly emotional with the ED and says that she tends to tear up watching it. She also pointed out that Atsushi and Akutagawa were singing in the ED.
Ahhh the crying/sad scenes in ED 🙃💔 this scene really surprised especially it played in the chorus part. I love when Atsushi and Aku sang the ED in the end 😭 basically the trans they said is “What do I have? What can I do?” I can feel the feels of Shin-Soukoku partners here 😌❤️ (trans credit to bungo wikia)
The staff is really grateful to the fans’ love and support, and they are really happy that BSD did not only end with one season of 12 episodes, but is now continuing with the 3rd season, movie and the stage play. Just like Dead Apple, treat season 3 as their present.
YES THIS THIS!! BONES ARE NOT THINKING ABOUT THEMSELVES BUT TO US ✨✨ THEIR PLANS ARE FOR US TO BE SURPRISED AND HAPPY FOR THE GIFT THEY GIVE US EVERY WEEK!! LET US CONTINUE TO SUPPORT THIS AMAZING STUDIO AND GIVE THEM THE LOVE AND GRATITUDE THEY DESERVE 💕✨❤️😭
#bungou stray dogs#bungo stray dogs#dazai osamu#nakahara chuuya#akutagawa ryuunosuke#nakajima atsushi#shin soukoku#soukoku#skk#sskk#bsd talk show#translation#dead apple#bungo stray dogs season 3#bsd stage play
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season 2 episode 4 and episode 5 bc .. i missed it switching over i think
oh yeah shit dead parents lol.
miss handler. what a cunt
why do we say cheese btw??
the umbrella thing is just getting more and more clever
shit mom
i like new vanya....
jacks kinda a little bitch
he can teleport into the car. why didnt he
this family is full of shit moral compasses
thank you klaus i hate the story of the scorpion and the frog its too goddamn long
he missed... every moral in that story
i also want some meneudo, klaus
i think i have a can in the cabinet
i miss grown up dave
sanya is making me sad i want klave
.... whos car is vanya driving?
also yes. sanya is better than vissy. im right
shouldve just stuck to "dont join the fucking military"
klaus is like damn bro mustve dropped my clown card
we got a slur, baby!!!!
oh klaus was abt to cry.
ben please be a good brother
KLAUS IS CRYING
BRO THAT HURTED
allison i believe in u
oh, allison....
SOUNDTRACK PULLS THROUGH
SOUNTRACK P U L L S T H R O U G H!!
soundtrack pulled the fuck through
oh, klaus
this is too cool of a scene for it to be klaus becoming an alcoholic again
five has yet to change clothes
im so fucking hungry this hurts
the way the background music in the scene (on radios) fits the characters emotions... god
this hurts. luther and allison. be normal.
... did they have to ballroom dance with each other?
reginald made them ballroom dance but did they have to dance with each oth3r???
oh lila stan blog. when she was leading the waltz
OH!!! GRACE!!! LOVE OF MY LIFE OWNER OF MY HEART!!
is robot grace based on a real person? thie is speculation
.... yeah its grace and shes a real person im emo im emo im emotional oh
ma'am.... i love you
SOUTHERN GRACE
picturing his mom and dad together.... hes like gross. truly a son
real person grace.....
real person grace is a feminist and womans rights i just KNOW it why is robot grace the ideal 50s houswife
i know its bc reginald is a dick but
sissy stan blog
HARLAN STAN BLOG
if harlan is hurt im killing god
POWERS VANYA
sissys gotta be so goddamn confused
why the fuck did they kill harlan. just to prove vanya had sexy healing powers?
phil's a bitch
elliott is having a tough fucking time
im HUNGRY
DRUGS?
i still have 6 more episodes to get through damn
sanya do got me emo
sanya rigjts!!!
i love u sissy
drunk klaus is giving me flashbacks to my past cant imagine what its like for allison
soundtrack pulls through. still dont care about luther
elliott is. a guy
elanors a bitch!
pushes hair behing my ear young reginald is kinda h
is kinda ho
is kinda sexy as fuck
KISS?
soundtrack pulls through i GUESS
no it doesnt. yes it does ❤
KISS??
kiss is... better than i remember
thus us a rlly well choreographed fight scene
why the fuck he know greek?
what 7 languages were they (or at least allison five and klaus) taught
english, greek, spanish, french, klaus spoke vietnamese if a little, german??
SOUNDTRAVK PULLS THROUGU???
SCIENCE GRACE
grace i love u
IS THIS WHY POGO ANF GRACE ARE SUCH GOOD FRIENDS
POGO IS A SPACE MONKEY
NO.... NO!
NO IM SAF
NO....
GRACE NO
reginald be like i have butterflies in my penis area
THE DRAWING POGO MADE??? 😍😍😍😍
hey klaus
BEN
hes atill wearing daves dog tags??? bro???
klaus and allison.... best siblings
VEE AND SISSY FUCKED?
why is he a sex machine
im so godsamn hungry
harlan stan blog
no longer a sissy stan blog
still a handler stan blog i thijk
is that why everyone used jello? because it was some sexy thiny?
apparently klaus does not speak french. despite. speakinh french
ellen page is so small
"oh you are Drunk: Siblin s....
HE CALLED HER VANNY
thats what you get for being a DICK benjamin
i love the handlers shoes
nevermind she kicks cats with them
theyre taking care of the cats ❤❤
i dojt think the swedes can read
aidan gallagher should stick to acting hes pretty good at it
BENJAMIN........ YOURE BACK IN MY GOOD GRACES
klaus ally and vanny havin fun... ben being a sweet bitch again.... god
its all coming together
"if you have to use the word technically youre already in trouble" thank you klaus
they just slipped in every incest argument this fandom ever had
fun stuff always happens in barbershops
i love s2 vanya
"thats why i stopped dating twins" "this family's amazing"
I LOVE 3 SIBLINGS
i literally love allison klaus and vanya bro...
s2 rlly made me an allison stan
and a diego hater
THEY BLEW UP THE HOTTEST TRIPLET
A ROCK COVER OF BAD GUY?????
THE SOUND TRACK DELIVERS
i love rock covers of billie eillish songs
carl hate blog
sissys a coward but whatever 💅
if u say u wont follow dont try to bro
wasnt expecting to lisyen to swedish pop ngl
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SG1
Season 4 episode 16
"2010"
Notes by me
- cant believe 2010 was only about a decade ago. Is this episode about time travel
- ew is sam on a date and its NOT Jack
- "honey" you guys disgust me
- "I thought wed be on our second child" SECOND??? They have a kid???
- im guessing this episodes takes place in 2010
- this guy weirds me out for some reason and I cant watch them kiss
- stargate travel is all the rage in 2010
- why is Kinsey the president. They wanted america to suffer?
- omg is Jack dead
- the Ashen
- ok tealcs mascara on POINT💅
- daniels eyebrows have not parted from each other in 4 seasons. Forever confused
- "to general hammond" nooooooooo
- this future sucks
- he died six yrs ago so 2004?
- someone mentioned Jack is alive and my heart works again
- fraiser is illegally pretty in this episode
- the little kiss Sam gives Daniel and tealc 💖💖
- 3 yrs shes been trying for a baby :(
- her ovaries are damaged but like wouldnt you be able to tell? Weird discharge or no period or weird colored period, something like that? Idk im not a doctor
- this Molem guy is creepy
- no babies!!!!!!
- okay so they met the Ashen in 2000 and they gave them an anti aging potion but it was secretly stopping everyone from having kids? Its evil but hey its a good plan
- THEY MURDERED HAMMOND ITS TIME TO KILL SOME ALIENS
- "we dont even control the stargate" they met these strangers from another planet and gave them control over literally the most important thing on earth smh
- its time travel time! To the batmobile!
- her white outfit🙌
- beard!Jack is hot and u can block me if you think other wise
- P4C970 is where the Ashen are from. When u send a msg back, tell them to delete it from the database or no babies
- jack: let's see how many ways i can say "told you so" without actually saying it
- "and the single most pressing issue I have.....is whether or not to get a dog"
I would pay to see Jack owning a dog
- they could even be a K9 unite for the air force. Bring the dog on missions. He can name him Homer
- he also needs a dog for emotional support
- ok ok Jack being petty and jealous about sams boyfriend is NOT cool
- they turned my mountain into a museum those bastards
- rating the disguises:
Daniels black fedora, black jacket, and dark sunglasses~ 9/10 the call back to Back to the Future was enjoyable but ultimately ruined by the shirt underneath. Never the less, very good
Sam's dark sunglasses~ 4/10. Its just a pair of sunglasses Sam step up your game oh my god
- 27 bucks for a selfie wit the gate what a ripoff
- jacks baseball cap and sunglasses~ 5/10 I gave him an extra point for adding the hat but ultimately still a very poor disguise and realistically they would get caught in seconds.
- Okay how about I give him 6/10 an extra point just for showing up ok are you happy????
- when Walter walks in and Jack pauses for a whole ass minute. 10 bucks he forgot his name
- are they gonna rob the Oval office bc I am here for that shit
- "uh....wal...ter" someone owes me 10 bucks
- "last time i was in the Oval office I got kicked out" aksbsidhrbr what did he do
- how on earth can Daniel recognize his own handwriting??? I cant even recognize when I spelled something wrong
- actually i had a handwriting fight to the death with my dad once and he couldnt even read what i wrote so maybe im just bad at this
- JOES A BITCH I did not see this coming
- the sun table is really cool
- "to who"
"To WHOM"
Grammer Nazi
- OKAY BRO YOU DONT OWN HER. THIS ENTIRE PLAN WAS HER IDEA IN THE FIRST PLACE. SHE CAN DO WHAT SHE WANTS. WHAT THE FUCK
and hes talking To Jack like hes in charge and can tell her what to do when hes retired and he literally can't????? And joes talking to him and not Sam as if none of this was her idea?????hello???????
"This is none negotiable " SHUT THE FUCK UP
- "the sun is...beeping" someone help Daniel
- they are trying to be secretive and sneaky and Jack just has a bright ass orange bag full of weapons
- "melon!"
"Molem"
"Oh right"
- "I'm sorry but you'll have to let me have it"
"Very well"
*proceeds to shoot him point blank*
- you couldnt have taken the stairs Jack. You had plenty of time to take the stairs. But no of course mister Drama had to have a ZIPLINE
- oh god???? They all died??? To send this msg back to themselves??? And they sacrificed everything??? Their lives everything theyve done in the past 10 yrs?????? Im having a breakdown
- omg im gonna cry it worked
- the shot of Jack alone in front of the gate 🔥
- "I wonder"
NOTHING. NO CURIOSITY. NOBODY IS REMOTELY FREAKED OUT BY SOME OMINOUS NOTE COMING FROM THE FUTURE. Sam's not wondering HOW their future selves got the note back? Jacks not wondering why the note was covered in blood??? Daniels not wondering what evil could possibly be on that planet that their future selves went to such drastic measures??? They dont have enough questions
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Whump under the cut
Sg1 team whump: all shot by lasers, all fall to the ground, all death scenes, less than 2 minutes long, overlayed with music, barely any noise from any of them. More emotional whump thruout episode, mostly sam, teary eyed in one scene.
🎶Listening to Give Me The Future by Bastille🎶 just thinking about Sam and 2010!Sam and the latter sacrificed her life for the world and her old self. "Now nothing is certain.....and the song isnt done....."
#stargate season 4#sam whump season 4#daniel whump season 4#jack whump season 4#tealc whump season 4
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Don’t let me go, part 4
Pairing: Spencer Reid X Reader
Warnings: Anorexia, eating disorders, depression, drug use, mentions of past character death, extreme fluff? is that a warning?
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“Hotchner,”
“Hotch it’s Reid,” Spencer pulled open the black SUV door, and slid into the driver seat.
“Reid, hows Y/N?”
“Not good, I’m going to be submitting leave of absences for us.”
“What is going on Reid?” A door closes on the other end of the line.
“It’s Y/n, she’s worse than I thought, but i'm going to get her help. She’s been struggling with Anorexia, and I cant believe that i didn't see it before now. “ Reid rests his head on the steering wheel, tears once again welling in his eyes.
“Reid you couldn't-” Hotch begins, and Reid lets out a soft laugh, raw emotion leaking into his voice.
“It was all right in front of me, she's my best friend. She knew i was getting bad with Dilaudid before i did. How did i not catch this? I'm a profiler, i study behaviour for a job. But i couldn’t see that my own best friend who has slept at my house numerous times. Who has showered at my house, and slept in my bed. I didn't notice it Hotch, and now im afraid im not going to be able to get her back.” Tears streamed down his cheeks as the elder profiler listened to him cry over the phone.
“It’s going to be okay, take as much time as you need. Make sure you both come back to work.” Hotch rubs a hand down his face on the other line, he too felt like he should’ve noticed her decline.
“I will.” Reid picks his head up off the wheel and wipes his face, pushing back his hair from his forehead. “And Hotch?”
“Yes?”
“Don't tell the team, she’ll tell them when she’s ready.”
“Of course.” And the line goes dead.
Taking a deep breath Reid, buckles up his seatbelt, and put the car in reverse, pulling out of the parking lot and making his way to the store around the corner.
You laid there, you had fallen asleep for a few minutes, but the look on Spencer’s face when he saw you in the bathtub, when he finally got a look at your body and what you had done to it. It haunted your dreams. You ruined the image he had of his best friend. You ruined part of the one good thing in your life. And that just left a heavy weight on your chest.
You tossed and turned in the bed, unable to find a comfortable position to sleep in. Your body ached from head to toe, and you had a chill that went all the way to your bones. Grabbing the blankets from the bed you make your way into the small bathroom, where this whole thing started and pile them on the floor, then curl up in the still hot bathroom. Steam still resided on the walls and mirrors, the small heater in the corner sputters to life and hot air is released into the air. You and your mound of blankets huddle as close to the vents as possible, desperate to soak in any heat you can. You lean your head back against the wall.
Your mind drifting to the time when it was the other way around, when it was Spencer who needed saving and you were the one who stepped up. You sat for hours outside his apartment door, just talking, waiting, hoping. You would tell him about your day and how the Barista at the coffee shop you and him went to would ask about him. You told him about how your parents had gotten a new dog, and named him Vincent. You thought Vincent was a human name and didn't suit the dog at first but as time went on the big old basset hound had more human qualities. You told him about how you had thought about getting a dog, but wouldn't because of the BAU. You also told him stories about your childhood, and how you watched the neighborhood kids for most of your teenage years. You told him about silly things that made you laugh, how Morgan always said the unsub was a “Son ofa bitch” no matter what case you were on.
He was the one person who knew how to make you smile when you were sad. He knew that you had some of your own demons in the past, the ones that made you cry when you thought he was asleep in his room when you stayed on his couch. He knew that you hated that Garcia had to see all the horrible things about the crimes. He knew you were the one who gifted her flowers of all colors and trinkets for her desk. You often took hours out of your day making her a playlist of funny videos to watch after a particularly hard case.
You closed your eyes as the heater hummed again and warmed your frozen hands.
“Y/N?” Spencers voice pulled you from your half sleep.
“In here, its too cold out there.” You called, shiffting around so you could sit up, as Spencer peeked into the doorway.
A plastic bag hung from his long fingers, “I brought you some Saltines and Gatorade.” He gave you a small smile, you looked like a sick child from your huddled position on the floor.
“Okay,” You gave him a small smile, gathering the blankets in your arms you made your way back to the bed and spread the blankets out haphazardly. Spencer sat next to you as you leaned back against the pillows, sitting against the headboard. The plastic bag crinkled as he pulled out the crackers and pressed the box into your hands.
“Try to eat at least 4 or 5,” He pulls the box open and pulls out a sleeve of the bland crackers, and tears it open, putting one in his mouth before taking the box from you and handing you five of the crackers. He then opens a blue gatorade and places it on the bedside table. Spencer grabs another cracker and the rest of the sleeve and sets them in his lap, looking thoughtfully around the room.
“Okay… I got this.” you mutter under your breath, as you put one of the crackers to your lips, and take a bite of it. The moment it hits your tongue your stomach rolls and you feel sick. But Spencer’s kind smile as he continues to eat prints you to chew it and put another in your mouth. Following his lead, you manage to choke down four of the five crackers, before you start to feel like your chest is tight and you can’t breathe properly.
“I..I can’t.. Spence I can’t eat this last one.” You start to sob, gasping shuddering sobs.
“Hey. It’s okay, you did good, drink some of the Gatorade.” Spence reaches over you and grabs the bottle and hands it to you, your hands are shaking violently. You manage a small sip before another sob escapes.
“You did really good, I’m proud of you. I know that it’s hard.” He takes the bottle from you and places it back on the table. Then wraps his arms around you, you lean into his chest, taking a few shuddering breaths before you start to cry again.
“I feel like I should be able to eat them, but I can’t. It’s horrible. I’m sorry.”
“Hey now, don’t apologize, you’re gonna hit a few roadblocks, but the important part is that you are four, and that is an amazing things for you to do.” Spencer slid down the bed, pulling you into a lying position with him. You rest your cheek against his chest, and he runs his fingers though your hair.
“Can you read to me?” You ask, glancing up looking at the curly haired profiler, his brown eyes staring back.
“I don’t have a book with me.” He mumbles, brushing a strand of hair away from your face.
“We both know you don’t need a book to recite a book.”
“True, what would you like?”
“Hmmm a Christmas Carol sounds nice.”
With a hum, Spencer starts to rub your back, drawing lazy shapes across it.
“Marley was dead: to begin with. There was no doubt whatever about that…”
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i think that you would think im pretty and would like my poetry and i want to share it with you. im shy.
to be honest, im very apathetic these days. im not the nice “cutesy baby flower petal boy” i used to be. a lot has happened & im bitter & sullen & all in all, a pretty shitty friend/person to know. i used to possess some redeeming qualities, believe it or not, even if they were construed by the subconscious in an attempt to be likeable - a facade, even tho its only a facade, is still tangible, still there, is still something, even if not authentic. is poorer character forgivable in the name of presenting more authentically? but nah. that makes it sound like im putting effort into being a better person, which im not. im just sort of fried & done. its been a very long time since i played the role i built for myself on here of the “small fawn boy who wants to help girls” lmaooo. how embarrassing. altho, i was just a kid, & i guess, if you had a tumblr as a teenager, you went thru some cringe (i know the use of that word has fallen in on itself & adopted its own definition but for lack of a better one) ass phases, whether it was kinning or malingering mental illness or oh fucking christ, all that gender bullshit, etc etc. from what ive observed, tho, loosely following kids im still casually friends with that i met on here, i think we’ve all managed to Grow The Fuck Up, at least a little. most of us have jobs or r in school or have partners - growing up & moving on is a very surreal experience to watch/go thru. im moving at my own pace & ive accepted that - im still currently using & starving myself & concocting a suicide plan every day but at least i use clean needles as much as possible, i actively & honestly do strive for the bare minimum calorically, & um able to work with the mentality of “well ill have this when i need it but todays not that day” a lot more readily, in relation to suicide shit. ive finally found a therapist who Really Gets It, is a frontrunner internationally on ritual & extreme abuse & mind control. its pretty incredible what a few years with a good therapist can do. anyways. im sorry, i know you didnt ask for all this & im not even sure why i divulged. i guess, what tipped me off, was your attempt at sounsing “cute” - dude, cut that shit out, i promise youll be a lot better off. & i know everyone interchanges aspects of their personality based on who theyre talking to/who they percieve themselves to be talking to, but i feel like not a lot of people give enough credence to the internet & its hand in shaping/molding young people, kids, vulnerable dumbasses, especially tumblr (tho, i get that its a relatively new phenomenon) - u get a bunch of the “weird”, “alternative”, ““ostracized” kids together on a website, of course its gonna nurture a culture of hypervalidatoon & pretending to be sick in order to fit in to the point that its not an act anymore & exacerbation of symptoms & basically, just sucking each others dicks, sitting in ur own shit, & never ending coddling. & then, you have the older group of kids, who have played this game before but instead of helping or ignoring the Dumbshit kids, they indulge their own normally-buried-but-unleashed-by-internet-anonymity sadism/human instinct to just be fucking dicks & so now you have this vicious cycle of anger & hatred & fucking melodrama up the urethra. im sorry, i know im comig off as/am being harsh but god fuckin dammit yknow? also, this isnt directed at you, specifically, more of a generalized thing, @ myself included. so uh. i mean, if u still wanna share it with me after reading all this, id be happy to read ur poetry. i used to be over the top nice & then reverted to Major Asshole & am now trying to find that sweet middle spot - honoring & allowing myself to share my pain without putting it on others. which is really hard!! cuz becoming a Dick was difficult in that it forced me to be more honest with my true self & as such, more vulnerable - now in trying to become Kinda Nice again because despite being a pulsating scrotom, ive had the intense desire for friendship & human interaction, while simultaneously doing things that i was consciously aware was pushing others away - but then, if i pretend to be nice, where does that authenticity i worked for & was so scared of go? & i dont mean telling someone their new haircut looks nice even when it doesnt - thats just not being a dick. but i guess, those r the normal trials & tribulations of any relationship & adolescent developing identity. which is weird too - dealing with “normal” issues, i mean. whats the point if your life/limbs/breaking point arent at risk? whats the point when your best friends already dead. im sick of people calling "survivors” (despise that word, so fucking female-originated & overdramatic) “brave” & “strong” - surviving is not brave or strong. its just survival. you wouldnt call an animal brave for running for its life from a predator but you would call a dog courageous for going into a burning building to save its owner. premeditated action on the notion that you are probably going to be hurt is brave. being subjected to pain with no choice is not. theres no “silver lining” or anything “good” to be drawn from it either - sure it may have made x a more compassionate person or made y more introspective & gentle but you know what would have been even fucking better??? if the shit hadnt happened in the first place! let x be an asshole & y be self absorbed - the “benefits”, so to speak, do not outweigh the cost, not by a long fucking shot. its not only patronizing to hear garbage like that, but a slap in the face to know that anyone could possibly see anything good coming from that nightmare & that the characteristics, good or bad, you developed either in response to or as a result of, are worth praise. dont tell me im strong for doing what i had to to escape a torture chamber - tell me im perseverant for studying my ass off & passing that test last week. in the words of one of my dearest & most fucking brilliant friends, “pain doesnt owe me/you purpose - the need to intellectualize & assign meaning to pain & death is not only futile, but harmful.” & honestly, i think that it stems from weakness (in most cases - i realize theres a plethora of other reasons such as those who r just desperate for something to hold on to or r hyperintellectual & analytical or who have been pressured by external “support” systems to find the “good” etc etc) - while the majority of people view the person who “can find the good in everything” (strictly speaking only in relation to trauma/tragedy here & more in denunciation of those that celebrate this trait as opposed to vilifying “survivors” who respond this way, though in my experience, its very very very rarely the “survivor” that perpetrates this ideology ) as strong, i sort of see it as a weakness - their inability to sit with & absorb their own pain or that of others is so strong that not only do they have to frantically pull rainbows out of the teeth of a meat cleaver, they also have to exist within this strange (tho, not malicious - more subconscious) superiority complex. like, nah, dude, some times shit is just awful. you cant tell me anything fucking good came out of a four year old girl being kidnapped, gangraped, & tortured for two years, before being impaled & left to die on a stake. her mom opened a non profit organization? oh well thank fucking god for that!!! those that believe the latter to be more “enlightened” or whatever the fuck r the same people who say shit like “dying is easy - living is harder” & i get that that its supposed to be interpreted metaphorically for the most part - giving up is easy, trying isnt (which also.....isnt true??? admitting defeat & fully accepting the fact that ur fucking helpless is beyond hard lmao???) - but pretend youre somewhere, anywhere outside ur sunny little fucking yoga studio full of white women whos biggest issues r the pta & johnny whos failing math, & lets say your life is in real, imminent danger, a gun is to your head & i want you to not scream or cry or beg for ur life since dying is “easier”. if dying is so easy, why do the majority of ppl cling to it with such desperation - why is suicide illegal? why do some ppl go thru 100s of chemo treatments even tho the doctors say theyre just prolonging the inevitable, ppl who cut off a diseased arm so it wont spread, those who walk dozens of miles every day for food & water, etc? & i know & understand the survival instinct better than anyone, even when i wanted to die more than anything, my natural instincts would kick in with no conscious neural input & id do what i had to do. im not condemning those who cling to life (ok - a little. ur wasting resources out of ur own fear. but i also realize thats just me being a Fucking Asshole As Always cuz technically, im doing the same thing tho its more due to lack of opportunity rather than fear. i just think, societally, death should be more normalized, discussed, & not made out to be so unknown & scary), instead just reprimanding those who say shit like that (inspirational facebook quotes). especially cuz most of the ppl who do spew that shit have never gone thru anything even remotely difficult - their worst nightmare is a Big Scary Black Man grabbing them on the street, mugging them, & touching their tits. & i also know that these stupid ass sayings are to be applied to bullshit like exercise & fitness (“no pain no gain” is another one of my Favorites) & not fucking torture or even just ur run of the mill rape, even that would probably smash the rose tinted banana republic shades off their beverly hills tanned faces. but ive heard the no pain no gain one a handful of times in the last few weeks, specifically from doctors performing procedures in preparation for my bottom surgery. & i know its supposed to be encouraging & they have no way of knowing, but its just like, buddy, u have no idea who youre fucking talking to. & im starting to understand what THEY mean when they say it - pain with a reward is infinitely more tolerable than pain just for the sake of pain; like, a tattoo, it hurts, but u know, when its done, its gonna be sick as fuck. when u r able to fall back on the idea that its for something u rlly want, its A Lot easier to handle as opposed to pain thats Just Pain - theres no reward for it except, i guess, that the more u experience it, the closer u r to the end of it lmao. i mean, i still hate when ppl say it cuz for most of my life, pain was just pain, & the “reward” was the opportunity to go home at the end & so whenever ppl say that, my mind just immediately resorts back to that & im just like haha fuck u. but im trying to remember my experiences r definitely not universal & im starting to sorta understand what they mean i think. but, flipping gears here, & going back to the sentiment of “everything happens for a reason”, the base philosophy of psuedo deep Fuckwads - a girls dad didnt fuck her “for a reason”, everything doesnt happen “for a reason”. like ok, hypothetically, the kid he impregnated her with & that she was forced to have at 12 may surpass all odds & not become a homeless junkie & instead become a world renowned doctor who finds the cure for cancer. but she wasnt raped repeatedly from the age of six for that “reason”, no matter what anyone says & honestly, the liberation of the masses does not justify the suffering of one, especially a child. in my eyes at least. but again, im a bitter asshole. sorry i just Went The Fuck Off here oh my god.....if u read all this, thanks, pal. if not, thats cool too. but yea, send me ur stuff, id totally be down to read it. as for me potentially thinking ur cute, i have to look at my disgusting shitstain of a “face” every goddamn day so everyone else to me is fuckin aphrodite. but im also tryin to not put so much worth into physical appearance- its not something that should be complimented cuz its just smth a person was born with which is the same reason it shouldnt be insulted. this is gonna sound gay & stupid but i personally find that a persons essence & personality really permeates. you can meet someone who, objectively, isnt all that great looking, but once u get to know them, u really see their beauty - how the sun catches in their hair, their dilated pupils looking up at u from under long eyelashes in the dark, the birthmark on their right shoulder that they despise but that is so Them, the gap in their teeth, etc. & idk how to phrase this without it sounding like “well ur ugly but at least ur a good person”, cuz that only reiterates the societally indoctrinated emphasis on appearance & my kneejerk reaction to assure the person in question that thats not what im saying is only another result of that!!! its inescapable!!! but no, really, its not just a matter of “its on the inside that counts” - physically, they change or maybe, actually this is more likely, when i first meet them, my “default” eyes r just looking for features that i know im immediately attracted to (tall, blonde, sickly as in sunken eyes sticklike pale but still looks like she could & will beat the shit out of me) but as i fall in love or get to know them better, my eyes adjust & i notice & adore the beauty that was there all along. so uh. idk if ill think ur “cute”. but probably, yes, ill think ur an angel.
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The Bird King by G. Willow Wilson
Summary
The Bird King is a 2019 fantasy novel set in 1491, the novel takes place in the Emirate of Granada during the territory’s final days. The story concerns the flight of Fatima and Hassan, a concubine and mapmaker, respectively, from service to the Emirate’s last sultan. (Taken from Wikipedia)
We follow Fatima and Hassan on their search for the Bird King as they avoid soldiers of the Spanish inquisition, and meet a variety of characters along the way.
Our Ratings:
→ Geena: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
→ Kae: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Overall: The Bird King is an amazing book that manages to be complex yet light-hearted. It touches on subjects like faith, love, and friendship. The characters are engaging (and absolute drama queens) and the plot is fast-paced so there’s never a dull moment. The dynamic between the characters leads to the funniest situations that will have you dying. In summary, reasons to read this book if you haven’t already:
A- ONE SUPER FUNNY BOOK PLZ READ IT
B - THE DRAMAAA OF FATIMA AND HASAAN
C - Vikram
D - Stupid
~ Spoiler-full discussion below ~
The Good:
→ Hassan and Fatima’s Relationship
Geena: The best thing about the bird king (aside from the horse named Stupid) was Hassan and Fatima’s friendship. IMO it was so wholesome and they were so in love (PLATONICALLY!!!!). When Hassan said seeing Fatima walking around was like seeing his heart outside his body…… a BITCH DIED!!! Also, the fact they would take shots at each other constantly? Loved it. HOW COULD I FORGET… HASSAN CONSTANTLY BEING HORNY AND FATIMA BEING LIKE “CAN U CHILL!”
Kae: OKAY MOOD LMAOOO. So boom. Geena covered it. We love this book! Hassan and Fatima are the definition of the 💯 emoji. But these bestie-bitches are DRAMATIC af. I’ve never seen two best friends who love each other as much as they do. They’re hugging and crying one moment, then the next they’re jealous that one of them is talking to someone else. DRAMATIC. I love it. Have we talked about Gwenny and Stupid yet?
Geena: WE HAVEN’T TALKED ABOUT THEM, the perfect accessories to the Hassan-Fatima duo. Gwen is the token white boi, there for Hassan to thirst over and Fatima to learn how to sail a ship. Stupid on the other hand…. God bless that horse all it did was drown and then LIVE!!!! The absolute legend. BUT Kae HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE GWEN AND STUPID? HMMM
Gwen: I only love God
Also Gwen: *sleeps with Fatima on the deck of the ship while Hassan is 3 feet away*
Kae: Well... Gwennec. Ol’ Gwenny Gwen Gwen. Gwen, the Monk who FUCKS. PAHAAHA. Gwen was a new Monk who was at first, totally against helping our favorite bestie-bitches. But Fatima was all “Don’t test me white boi I will kick ya ass.” And Gwen lowkey thought it was hot so he let them slide. He taught Fatima and Hassan how to sail while Hassan made googly eyes at him and definitely wanted to tap that. But, as previously stated, Fatima and Gwen got it ooonnn. Hassan found out and as like “Fa, I can’t believe you slept with my husband who doesn’t know we’re married yet!”, and that was basically that.. Then we have Stupid. The horse who was just as damn stupid as his name. The horse lived to spite the Grim Reaper just to prove it would breathe another day. We also haven’t mentioned our Jinn friend and their literal lifesaver/guardian angel, Vikram.
Geena: VIKRAM, aka another dude/djinn/dog man that Hassan wanted to fuck but couldn’t :( Vikram was essentially the only one in the group that had a substantial amount of brain cells, and spent most of the time trying to make sure Fatima didn’t accidentally kill herself. The fact that he saw his death and it was in the arms of a “beautiful woman” should sum up his character really well.
Kae: Geena is sooo right. Vikram was the only one with brain cells because Fatima and Hassan both shared two. Our loveable, dramatic, but also a little dimwitted faves wouldn’t have survived any of their adventure without Vikram. He lead them through a Jinn filled tunnel that Hassan made. Escorted them across the land with the Inquisition right on their asses, and fought off whoever tried to hurt them. Initially, he agreed to save them because of a debt he owed to Fatima’s Sultana. But in the end, Vikram helped them because he wanted to. He was a weirddog/man/Jinn who just wanted Fatima and Hassan to stop being dumbasses for five seconds. But they couldn’t so he was constantly annoyed and probs wanted to eat them to shut them up. BUT WE STAN THAT FURRY LEGEND BECAUSE WITHOUT HIM, OUR ESCAPEES WOULD BE DEAD-EEE. Also he was one suave, smooth talking mofo and I feel like if he walked up to you and said “You’re lovely, but you’re an idiot. It’s okay, because you’re pretty tho.” that compliment sandwich would go right over your head and you’d thank him.
Geena: ok FIRST OFF I would be like “why do you have a tail” but god Kae you hit all the points.
The Bad AND The Ugly
→ The Sultan and His Mom Being Pedos
Geena: Ok so, Fatima is 17 and I’m assuming the Sultan was in his mid-thirties, because he has kids Fatima’s age 👀. So I am sure it was historically accurate, the fact that the old ass man had a 17 year old concubine, but that doesn’t make it any less gross!!!! What’s worse is that Fatima’s mom was originally a slave for the sultan, so when she was born the sultan’s mom raised her and had her instated as a concubine when she was 15!!!!!! Scuse me while I 🤮.
Kae: Yea, Geena said it all. The Sultan was ewww. Fatima was his favorite and I guess he talked to her like she wasn’t a concubine? She was treated very well. For a concubine. Probably better than any concubine I’ve read about Like, she had rights and could talk shit without punishment. But still, DISGUSTEEENNNG. Our girl was groomed so we do NOT stan the Sultan.
→ Luz
Kae: we also have our main villain, Luz. She arrived at their palace to play peaceful, but she had ulterior motives that involved her spreading the word of the LORDT and taking Hassan in to be tried for Witchcraft and all that magic shit. Because if we didn’t say it before, Hassan can draw anything on a map and make that place a reality. Luz has this little worm in her eye that basically makes her super weirdly strong and badass. But fuck Luz. When Fatima finds out that Hassan is to be tried for witchcraft, she goes to him so they can both escape. Fatima wants to be free and she doesn’t want to see her bestie die. So what do they do? They dip. And now our friends are on the run.
Geena: UGH Yes, can I just say the moment that Fatima realized that Hassan would get canned she was like “fuck all these people” and peaced out with Hassan? Friendship goals… But yes LUZ!! I enjoyed reading her as a villain because she genuinely thinks she’s a good person and that her life’s mission is to “Save” people like Fatima from people like Hassan. You really end up liking her in the beginning, and then she turns around and murders a few people and you’re like…. Ah…… i see….. aND THEN it turns out she was being controlled by some brainworm that was also trying to get to the Bird King and you kind of wonder…. How much of what Luz did was her being a violent inquisitor and how much was the worm controlling her… you kno? She redeems herself by dying, so I guess she gets…. Like one (1) right.
Kae: Damn girl! Well said!!! LITCHERALY that is a perfect summary of Luz’s character. I can’t say anything else because it’s been SAID. Villains are always interesting when they don’t see themselves as the bad guy. They’re righteous and unforgiving because they believe they are doing the right thing. That’s what scary about them.
Conclusion
Kae: Okay, so in conclusion. This is an amazing book and in all honesty, I enjoyed the hell out of it. I was never bored reading it. Hassan, Fatima, and Vikram had quite the adventure and all the dramatics of made it that much more enjoyable. They left the palace in hopes of freedom. Hassan and Fatima got the idea of The Bird King from a story they liked to read, but never knew the ending. So they continued the story on their own, making it up along the way. In hopes of escaping their new fate to Luz and the Inquisition, Hassan drew up a map to the Bird King in hopes to find it. Their journey took them to meet Gwennec who sailed them to said island, where they discovered used to be inhabited long, long ago. Soon, others began to show up on the island. Hassan even got him a MANS. A DOCTOR. Whew. He’s got taste. The island is also forever changing and some of the remaining inhabitants are Jinn.
Geena: Kae summarized the story really well!!! The journey to the end was an absolute trip, but G. Willow Wilson tied up the story neatly. We get to see Fatima become less dependent on Hassan (thanks to his doctor bf who told her to chill out) and Hassan finally find the happiness he deserves. Gwen, unfortunately, doesn’t make it to the end (press F to pay respect). Luz essentially sacrifices herself by taking the map Hassan drew, getting off the island, and ripping it up. Why does she do this? Because to make a place or passage Hassan drew disappear the map has to be ripped. And leaving the map to the island wasn’t an option because the Spanish inquisition never stops!!
Kae: And if they ripped the map on the island, the island would cease to exist! Upon arrival to the island, everyone had their ships wrecked. Luz got fucked up on the shipwreck and that worm thing got ripped out of her eyes and then it became a monster on the island that was NOT to be trifled with. Since Luz got all jacked up, she was gonna die anyway and no one wanted her to stay--
Geena: Everyone said “u cant sit with us” to luz. OKAY DISCUSSING THIS BOOK MADE ME REMEMBER HOW MUCH IT MADE ME LAUGH, GENUINELY ONE OF THE FUNNIEST BOOKS I’VE READ. 10/10 FOR ME!!
Kae: LMAOOO HONESTLY. XPECIALLY FATIMA NEVER HAVING WALKED SO FAR BEFORE AND BEING A BIG OL BABY. but she DIIIID have messed up shoes that blistered so I’ll give her that BUT YES HASSAN WAS A DRAMA QUEEN “waaah, I have red hair and im pale BUT I'M STILL HOT AND I LIKE TO F U C K” But yeah, Luz got voted off the island and voted herself off the island, ripped up the map, and then they were safe and lived happily ever after. Vikram even made his final appearance to say his goodbyes to Fatima, even though he hates goodbyes. I give this book a 10/10. It was funny, the characters were likeable and relatable, and it was just a good adventure read.
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