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transrevolutions · 4 months

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french revolution dashboard simulator

🐀 ami-du-peuple Follow

uh actually man has the right to deal with his oppressors by devouring their beating hearts. hope this helps.

🎩 departicle Follow

Hold up. Okay. Actually, fuck this. This sort of violent rhetoric should not be tolerated on here. Do you seriously think this sort of thing is going to make the nobility give you more rights???? You must be out of your minds! Reported.

🧵 seamstressproud Follow

reblog to devour this guy's beating heart

#username checks out lmao #politics #everybody point and laugh #common adp w

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organt-deactivated06151792

update: new canto out now!!! go check it out 😈😏🥀 (remember don't like don't read <3)

📜 sacredhostreceipts Follow

@centuriesandskies this you?? not such a great look for a convention rep ngl

🌄 centuriesandskies Follow

listen. I wrote this a long time ago, before I went into serious politics. the account is deactivated for a reason.

I was twenty. I did poorly. I can do better.

#sj.txt #if this is the worst dirt you can dig up on me #i'm way less corrupt than half the people in the convention these days #at least i'm not doing fucking. embezzlement. #also sacredhostreceipts if you're who i think you are #don't you have better things to do rn?

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🌎 landscape-showdown Follow

why the fuck is everyone tagging this with french??? political figures?

#what the hell is going on over there #also maybe cool it with the death threats #I don't want this blog to get taken down #what's a girondin #is this some joke I'm not french enough to understand #showdown update

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⛪ progressivepriest Follow

Unpopular opinion but why is everyone so up in arms about the new Civil Oath? Literally all it's asking is for you to promise not to commit treason just because the Pope tells you to? I can see where people are coming from with the whole violation-of-religion deal, but can you blame the Assembly for trying to make sure the people aren't forcibly subjugated by the wealth of the nobility?

faith-first-alwaysdeactivated03011791

Sounds like something a heretic would say. To betray the Pope and king is to betray the will of God and your eternal soul! You should pray for forgiveness and pledge loyalty to the monarchy or have fun burning in hell. Sorry not sorry.

⛪ progressivepriest Follow

L + ratio + iirc the Bible says "it is easier for a rope to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter heaven" (Matthew 19:24)

🎻 lacarmagn01e Follow

occasional based catholic moment, go off OP!

🌊 sea-of-revolution Follow

looked the faith-first-always guy's blog, he's like a massive anti-huguenot too 🙄 why is it always the prot-exclusive radical catholics smh

🌊 sea-of-revolution Follow

LMAOOOOO HE DEACTIVATED

#religion tag #percs fuck off #anyways op makes a valid point #reblog #percs dni

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🛌 virtuous-bedtime Follow

she committee on my safety til I can't go public

🍊 springtimeofgovernment Follow

I don't understand the joke, can someone explain please?? 🙂 Thank you!

🧵 seamstressproud Follow

is that fucking MAXIMILIEN ROBESPIERRE?!!?!?!?

🛌 virtuous-bedtime Follow

oh my god citizen robespierre I'm so sorry this was not meant to break containment lol I didn't even know you were on this site please forget you saw this

#this is the most embarassing moment of my life #literally sobbing rn #the original post is /j i prommy #i cannot be known as the citizen who had to explain this to the government

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🪓 indulgentsfuckoff Follow

fabre d'eglantine is NOT your poor little meow meow citizens he literally falsified decrees from the national convention and embezzled money to line his own pockets. I don't care how uwu babygirl you think he is he is a CRIMINAL who should be ARRESTED

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🥖🍞🥐

#baguette #loaf #croissant #i-give-people-bread #indulgentsfuckoff #silly

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🧱 comic-sans-culotte Follow

fucking fed up with the constant threat of the swiss guard, I think it's time we got some gunpowder and weapons and took things into our own hands yknow what I'm saying

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I'm no longer joking about this btw

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update:

hopital

🧱 comic-sans-culotte Follow

ok bc I've gotten like 50 asks about this: I am not injured and I am not in need of medical care. the punchline was that we stormed the fucking hotel des invalides to get guns and powder. didn't want to clarify the joke before now for security reasons but everyone knows about that and the bastille thing by now. please direct your money to people who actually need it.

#shouldve clarified the last post was /j #however I assumed yall knew this joke already #anyways #revolution #personal #500 #1k

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🌾 nopain-nograin Follow

got so high at the festivial 2day i thnk i saw hte suapreme being

#robespiere speech was prboably 🔥 #unforntuately i camt rember any of it #grainposting #oipum ehre is somtehing else thes days #memes

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incredible speech from @springtimeofgovernment today at the jacobin club. nobody should be permitted to use their positions as civic leaders to commit crimes against the people, even under the guise of revolutionary fervor. if it comes to it, I too will drink the hemlock with him. for france. 🤝🤝

🍊 springtimeofgovernment Follow

Thanks for your support, @jldavid-real

The situation over here is deteriorating really quickly, the representatives are getting violent and abandoning due process entirely. Anything you can do to stand with us now would be very appreciated. You do a lot of great work for the revolution, and I trust you completely.

🍊 springtimeofgovernment Follow

@jldavid-real are you still there? We could really use your help right now.

🌄 centuriesandskies Follow

boosting @springtimeofgovernment here, can confirm he's been injured in a skirmish at the hotel de ville, they're passing summary death sentences without trial, @jldavid-real where is the help you promised us??? the people of paris are our only hope now.

edit: of course he moved blogs. coward.

#sj.txt #disappointed yet unsurprised #marat would be ashamed of you #9 thermidor #update

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🎻 lacarmagn01e Follow

DNI if you support any of these groups/people or their actions: m0narchists, f3uillants, br1ssotins/g1rondins, th3rmidorians, b0napart1sts, h3nri du v3rgier (also goes by c0mte de r0chjacquelin), charl0tte c0rday, or lafay3tte

(h3bertists and dant0nists you're on thin ice. behave.)

#censored so they dont show up in the tags #dni #get your nasty ass ideologies off my page #won't hesitate to block and/or report any violators #pinned

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gracchus-babeufdeactivated05271797

reblog to make the directoire choke to death on their stupid fucking outfits

🌊 sea-of-revolution Follow

hey staff. yeah you. where did this blog go?? notfishgoujon and prairial-95 are gone as well?? cowards too afraid to show your faces lmao especially after the fucking mess the directoire's made of the country. bet you anything that staff are on their fucking payroll too iykwim at least the republic didn't tolerate fucking bribery

#this site's gone to the dogs since thermidor yr 2 #following the trend of the rest of the country tbh #i'll probably get nuked for posting this #if so i'm not making a new account #i'll just make a paleocities or smth #politics tag #reblog #don't play with me ik full well gb didn't delete his blog of his own free will #they also zero note glitched it #just when you think they can't stoop lower

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📕 spectrehauntingeurope Follow

it's been 50 fucking years since gracchus-babeuf (and the other CoE blogs) were deleted without warning and still no response from staff, the govt, or anything. the site's gone through a fuckton of ownership changes and still nothing.

we're working on a bit of a project (some of you might know abt it already), it's gonna be out prob in the next year or so. remember '89. remember '93 and '94. remember '97.

the people will rise again. it's only a matter of time. 🚩

-mod karl

#french revolution #pigeon.txt #shitpost #frev #frevblr #robespierre #saint just #marat #oof this was. a project.#dashboard simulator #funny #meme #unreality #just to be safe

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dinsdjrn · 10 months

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everything i wanted | j. miller | track three

track two | track four || series masterlist | main masterlist

bodyguard!joel AU

au!joel x singer!f!reader

summary: oh you kissed me, just to kiss me, not to take me home. it was simple, it was sweetness, it was good to know. someone to kiss you was easy, someone to love you was complicated. [w.c: 4.1k]

tags for the chapter: please see series masterlist for series warnings. 18+, smut, anxiety, secret relationship, scars, oral (f receiving), unprotected p in v, dirty talking, praising, lmk if i missed things

a/n: for my love @thetriumphantpanda who listens to me ramble when i worry no one else will want to hear it. thank you ❤️ i'm really proud of this one... i hope you love it too.

track three - we'll never have sex

The next few weeks you found yourself completely lost in Joel. You questioned his motivations and considered your own. The days he was working he would steal a kiss when no one was looking or involve you in a heated make-out session once safe from prying eyes. It never went any further though, he was content just kissing you. You never really talked about what this meant for you either, perhaps you were both scared the glass wall would break.

You won’t lie saying you didn’t think about Joel when you were alone at night, how you would take care of one another, but he was a breath of fresh air. You had had your fair share of lovers; most of which would sweet talk you until they had their way with you, then leave you in the dust. Joel was different though, he didn’t rush things.

You knew when he kissed you he needed it as much as you did. It wasn’t a ploy to get you underneath him, it was more than just a kiss, it was a promise.

You had taken a small break from recording when another note appeared at your recording studio this time. Its arrival just days after Joel informed you that they were worried it was a once off threat. This note reignited the search for this crazed fan.

You still hadn't told anyone about the unknown number messages coming through. You hadn't had one come in since the first night you kissed Joel. You prodded him to see what the note had said that arrived at the studio, but he wouldn't budge. It was frustrating not knowing, when the texts had been almost daily for three weeks and now you were met with radio silence. It set you on edge.

You needed this break from recording desperately.

You had spent the time writing mostly, a piece for Joel you wanted to be just right. When you were writing, you had connected with friends, and had even spent an evening with Joel and Ellie. It was just a once off, you had asked Joel if she would be interested in a movie night with you. You felt guilty taking so much of his time away from her. Joel was hesitant but agreed in the end, it ended up being one of the best nights you’ve had in a long time.

Today was your first day back in the studio since the note. You had a few things you wanted to work on before the day was through. Will and Joel were going to be switching off at lunch today and you knew you wanted Joel to be the first to hear what you had written on your ‘break’ so to speak.

You spent the morning mixing and producing the two songs that had been accepted by the label. They were turning out really well and had the exact vibe you were going for, it was melancholy but still truthful to your lived experience.

Your honesty was the reason your fans connected with you. People frequently shared their deep connection to your music and it was what kept you going.

You sat and listened to the songs on repeat to make sure they were exactly as you wanted them. When you got into this headspace you could feel mothers glaring looks and indifference, trying to dissect the song for how she would see it. Find all the weaknesses and improve them. Everyone else had gone to lunch, Will had gone to switch with Joel and you were sitting there obsessing over every detail.

When Joel came into the room it took your breath away. You hadn’t realized how much he calmed you down until he was standing in the room with you. He made you feel as if both your feet were firmly planted on the earth and your mind slowed down.

He was in a black t-shirt and jeans, as he always was but the way it hugged his form made him look so dangerous. Just looking at him you felt the heat between your legs begin to pool and your blood pressure increase in the best way.

“How are you doin’ today babe?” He asked innocently, just you and him in the room.

“Mm, better now that you’re here,” you smiled.

“Is that so?” He raised an eyebrow at you, smirking. You melted again.

He quickly came over to you leaving a chaste kiss on your lips before retreating to the back wall. It was risky to kiss you here, but you were both desperate to feel one another again.

Your producer returned shortly after your secret reunion with Joel.

“So, how do we feel about solidifying another track today?” He asked, smiling at you.

“I think I have something for you,” You smiled.

“Great!” He clapped. “Do you have instrumentals you want to record first? Or would you rather workshop it and see what happens?”

Time away was good for both of you as a team. You hadn’t realized how frustrated he was with everything until you had come back today. He seemed in better spirits than he had in weeks.

“I actually think I might have a one take for you my friend,” you smiled. You reached for your guitar and made your way into the booth.

“Okay, take one, let’s hear it,” Your producer's voice came through the speaker.

You slowly began strumming the guitar.

“Depollute me, pretty baby,” You started to sing.

Joel was leaning against the back wall, but shifted as you continued to sing the song. He was looking directly at you and rubbing his chin, so desperately wanting to pick your brain for understanding. Knowing he wouldn’t be able to for hours.

You came to the last line of the song, looking past your producer directly at Joel. The tension between you was thick and palpable, but secretive all the same.

“Come and kiss me, pretty baby, like we’ll never have sex.” You finished.

You put the guitar down on the stand and removed your headset.

“Perfect! Just absolutely perfect,” your producer's voice rang from above you.

You exited the booth to discuss the song further and do a bit of mixing to level the sound, but the one take was all you needed.

One take and the undisclosed muse to get the perfect cut.

It was getting quite late by the time you had left the studio, the car ride back to your apartment was quiet between you and Joel. This wasn’t uncharacteristic for you, except he had a grip on his knee that was rather impressive. You swore his knuckles had started to go white.

When you arrived home, you were finally left to be alone with Joel. Something was off with him though, he was still so quiet. His eyes were trained on you as you rummaged through the kitchen for something to eat. You shifted uncomfortably, unsure what to do in this situation. You felt as if Joel was mad at you but you didn’t know how to bring it up to him really.

“So,” you started.

He grunted in response.

“Did you like the song?” You asked innocently.

You were met with more silence from him. Anxiety festered in the pit of your stomach, you wanted him to like the song but this reaction spoke otherwise.

“You can tell me if you didn’t like it. I won’t be hurt, I’ll understand, Joel,” you began to ramble defensively at his silence.

He shushed you.

“It’s not that I didn’t like the song. I loved it,” He started softly.

“It’s just,” his eyes darkened. Your heart rate picked up and he continued. The air becoming thick and heavy with his words.

“You just wrote me a song asking me to kiss you,” he started slowly walking toward you. His eyes were dark with lust and his large frame made you feel incredibly small.

“A song asking me to kiss you, like I’ll never go any further,” he was in front of you now.

His soft brown eyes bore into yours, your back was pressed into the counter, hands gripping it waiting to see what he does next.

“Like I don’t want to take you upstairs and hear you scream my name,” he whispered in your ear.

“Joel,” you breathed, a familiar warm tightness in your stomach ripening.

“A song asking me not to fuck you as if I haven’t been dreaming of the day you’d let me in,” he kissed a spot on your jaw behind your ear.

You inhaled sharply, “Please.”

With that every ounce of restraint you had for another evaporated into the night. Joel’s hands found their way to your hips and yours to his neck. He kissed you like he had never kissed you before, this kiss was hungry. His grip on your hips tightened as he pulled you into him, grinding himself into you. A soft gasp escaped you and he took the opportunity to deepen the kiss. His tongue danced with yours as your hands began to explore his chest and back.

You began to untuck his shirt and he pulled back from you. You were left confused and a bit dumbfounded at his sudden retreat.

“Do you want to stop?” you asked gently, pulling back from him.

“God no, you ju- shit, you need to know something,” He sighed. “No one’s seen me in a long time. There’s some things that I can’t talk about,”

“Joel, it’s okay. Just tell me what you need,” You offered him a small smile.

He grabbed the back of his shirt and slowly pulled it off over his head. You sucked in a breath as you began to take him in.

The way his muscles flexed as he breathed heavily, the softness of his stomach that you knew was still strong. The way a trail of hair dipped from his belly button into his jeans making your gulp and your mouth run dry. And the scars. He had scars strewn across his chest, some smaller than others.

You didn’t react, you didn’t want to gasp and fuss over him. It felt like he was bearing a part of his soul to you, something no one else knew and so you didn’t want to make a spectacle out of him.

You stepped toward him, placing a hand on his chest.

“Tell me if you need me to stop,” You whispered, unsure of yourself.

You slowly began to kiss and nip at his neck, your hands running down his abdomen. He groaned in response, you brought your lips to his chest and began kissing and nipping all over it. He brought his hand to your face and pulled you back to meet his gaze.

“Thank you,” he said, kissing you softly.

“Of course,” You brought your hands down his chest one more time and pressed against the growing bulge in his jeans.

“Now I believe you promised to take me upstairs,” You said and his eyes darkened. “And I’ve heard you’re a man of your word.”

With that you grabbed him by the wrist guiding him to your room on the upper level of the apartment.

As soon as you entered your bedroom he pulled your wrist turning you around to meet him. He wrapped a strong arm around your waist and his other hand pressed against your cheek. He was kissing you again, feverish and needy. This was different from any other kiss you had shared; it was lustful and electric.

His fingers dug into your hip as he deepened the kiss eliciting a moan from you.

He pulled away tugging at your shirt removing it exposing your chest to him. His eyes gave you a once over and he brought his hand to your breast massaging it. You sighed at the feeling.

“Good lord, you have no idea what you do to me,” He groaned.

He brought you to the edge of your bed, the tension almost painfully thick in the air. Joel sank to his knees in front of you. He hooked his fingers beneath the waistband of your pants and panties, bringing them down together in one swift motion not wanting to waste any time. He pushed you to seat yourself on the edge of the bed. You spread your legs for him, showing him how needy and ready you were. He groaned at the sight of your glistening pussy, knowing he was the cause of your undoing.

He grabbed the outside of your thighs, his hands exploring your body as his lips kissed and sucked the insides of your thighs drawing closer and closer to where you so desperately needed to be touched.

“Fuck, darlin’ all this for me?” He teased, kissing the most inner corner of your thigh.

You hummed, “If you ask nicely.”

His eyes looked up to meet yours. You tangled your hands in the soft curls that drove you crazy and massaged his scalp gently with your nails. He leaned into your touch as his eyes softened, pleading you.

“Baby, please?” He said breathlessly.

“Yes, Joel. I need y-, Oh,” You gasped as his mouth surrounded the soft bundle of nerves that ached for his touch.

He had completely infiltrated your senses, the way he sucked on your clit. With every bit of suction he pulled whines and moans from your lips. He hummed against your core. He gripped your thighs tighter, you hoped there would be soft marks in lieu of his hands when you woke. His tongue moved to penetrate your pussy; lapping your taste like you were the freshest summer peach and he didn’t want to waste a single drop of sweetness.

The familiar tight burning pleasure pooled at the pit of your stomach as his tongue dragged back to your clit, the pressure and pace sending you toward the edge. You squirmed under his touch and your hands gripped his hair tightly, drawing him closer to you as his tongue worked your core. Your soft moans and gasps filled the room.

Your pussy began to flutter as you pushed over the edge, you moaned Joel’s name. Your orgasm washed over you, your walls clenched and pussy fluttered at the feeling.

“That’s it, good girl.” Joel hummed against you, kissing your pussy one final time. He stood slowly, your hands fell from his head and you felt small sitting in front of him like this.

He brought himself down to kiss you, you could taste yourself on his lips and it drove you even more wild. You wanted to take care of him and make him feel good.

You took it upon yourself to unbutton his jeans and work his pants down. He stepped out of the jeans and you could see the large straining bulge in his briefs. You pressed you hand to his cock through his underwear and he groaned. He was long and full, your desire for him only grew, desperate to have him inside you.

“Mm, Joel, I think I want to fuck you now,” You hummed, standing in front of his dragging your hands up past his bulge and across his abdomen.

“Fuck yes,” he whispered cupping your cheek and kissing you again.

You pulled his underwear down and his cock sprang to attention, you pushed him down toward the bed and he laid himself down in the middle.

You straddled his hips, nothing in between you anymore, so you rocked your hips into him. You moaned in unison at the feeling.

“Don’t tease me darlin’. I am not a patient man.” He nearly growled and smacked your ass.

“Yes sir.”

You complied by aligning him at your entrance before slowly sinking onto him. His face contorted in pleasure, your gasped, mouth agape at the feeling of him stretching you open. You brought your lips to meet his in another kiss while you adjusted to his size.

“M’gonna take care of you,” you mumbled into him, slowly beginning to rock your hips.

“Ride me, baby. Gonna take such good care of me,” He praised, his hands gripping your hips.

He guided your hips as you began to bounce on his cock. It didn’t take long before you both were stringing curses and moans as he repeatedly filled you to the hilt, hitting your most pleasurable pressure point deep within you. His thrusts slowly began to meet yours and pressure began to build in your core once again, you began to quickly chase your high. Your hips rocking his as your thrusts met one another, his hands guiding your hips at a pace that brought you both quickly to the edge.

Your orgasm came washing over you before you knew it, your movements slowing as you cried Joels name, pussy fluttering around his cock that filled you so wonderfully. You would be sure to make a pattern out of fucking Joel; you had never felt this intense pleasure with anyone and you knew this was a high you’d chase again.

“Good job, baby. Making yourself come on my cock. So fucking perfect,” He praised as he picked up his pace again.

You collapsed on his chest kissing his neck, unable to move from your orgasm that was still washing over you as he fucked into you. His grip on your hips tightened as his hips snapped into you from underneath you. His pacing picked back up to chase his own high. He fucked into you rapidly before his thrusts became a bit more erratic.

“M-Fuck gonna come,” He groaned your name as you slipped off of him.

He came against his stomach and into his hand as you collapsed next to him. Content beyond yourself but completely spent. Just standing in a room with Joel overwhelmed your senses, but the visceral need you felt when he fucked you. It changed your perspective on what sex could be.

When Joel was finished you stood quickly running to the bathroom to get him a damp washcloth. When you walked back to the bed the sight of him laying there cum painting his stomach, dick in his hand was enough to make your pussy flutter again. You helped clean him up before settling into his side, his arm wrapped around you.

“That was,” you started.

“Yeah,” Joel panted.

“I’m clean by the way,” you said awkwardly. It didn’t matter much now as you hadn’t used a condom but for your own peace of mind you brought it up.

“Okay, uh, me too. I haven’t since, well…” He fumbled over his words.

“It’s been a long time for me too, Joel.” You smiled up at him softly stroking patterns into his chest.

“I know it's been a long time, but has it ever felt that,” he paused, looking for the right word, “Perfect?” He asked.

You propped yourself up on your elbow to look at him and kissed him gently.

“The best I think I’ll ever have,” you chuckled at him.

He was right though, you had plenty of partners in the past. You always enjoyed sex, but it had never felt like that. You worried that any other sex will have been ruined as it will never mark up to sex with Joel. You opted not to think too much into it as you’re sure you’d be ready to jump Joel in any moment you found yourselves alone for the weeks to come. That thought left your mind spinning, wondering what this meant for the two of you.

“Joel?” You bit your lip.

“Mm,” he hummed, stroking the hair on top of your head.

“Where do we go from here?” You asked pensively.

“I don’t think we need to go anywhere. We can just be safe up here in our own little bubble,” He assured you.

It wasn’t comforting in the way he thought it was. It freaked you out, you had never really done anything that was just for you. Your life was strategically placed pieces that looked like luck of the draw, but it was all perfectly planned to launch you into stardom. Your mind began to worry and wonder about what your team, your mom, the world, would think when word got out. You hadn’t even defined your relationship but knew it would have to end as soon as the press caught whiff of your affair with Joel, your bodyguard.

“I can hear you thinking,” he whispered softly, as if he was worried you would disappear at the thought.

“I’m just sorting this out,” you clammed up again, lost in your own world.

Joel rubbed your back and you sighed, breath uneven, shaky.

“Hey, hey, what’s going on in that mind of yours?” He prodded again.

“It doesn’t matter, Joel.” You snipped.

“It does. Tell me what’s going on. I want to know where you’re at,”

You sighed, thinking about it for a moment. Hoping your vulnerability wouldn’t push him away, you opted to tell him the truth.

“I’m scared, Joel. My whole life has been carefully curated from the moment I showed up in the local paper. Everything I’ve ever done has been a calculated move to advance my career,” you felt tears well in your eyes.

He pulled you into his side tighter, your head resting on his bare chest and your hand gently drawing patterns across the scars that adorned him to calm yourself down. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him.

“It’s okay, baby. This can be just for us,” He said before kissing the top of your head.

“It’s just,” you sighed. “Nothing in my life has ever really been mine, it’s been my mothers or my labels or my publicists, but I’ve never really done anything for me. I’m scared that it’s going to blow up in my face.”

“I know, it’s scary, I wish we had met under different circumstances, but I can’t say I regret anything.” He tilted your head so you could look at him.

“Whatever this is, let it just be for us to figure out. If at any point you want out or you want to go further, you just talk to me. I’ll follow your lead, but for now, let’s just enjoy whatever this is while it’s just ours.”

You sat up to really look at him, find any hint of mistruth behind his words. His eyes softened at your concern, he took this moment to rub your back and kiss the top of your head. Such a small and subtle gesture that held so much promise.

“Okay, you’re right.” Your breath shook, “Just you and me, Joel.”

You brought your hand to brush his fluffy gray curls away from his forehead and rested it against his cheek. He leaned into your touch slightly and you realized how intimate these moments with him were. They were uninterrupted by the lives you lead, and made your heart skip in your chest.

You brought your lips to his in a kiss that was soft and light, hoping it felt like a promise to him the way it did for you. He gripped your waist slightly tighter, not trying to go any further but to ground you here with him.

You were both breathless when you pulled away, this kiss held an intensity neither of you had experienced before.

“I’ll go clean up,” you said, now very aware of your sweat stained skin.

“I’ll join you in a second,” Joel smiled, letting you have a moment to yourself.

You stood and made your way to the bathroom, Joel reached over to the bedside table to grab his phone.

He realized he had grabbed the wrong phone pretty well as soon as the screen lit up and went to put it down immediately, but not before he saw a text come through. One that felt like a blow to the chest.

I'm sorry I got so angry. I’m sad they won’t let me see you, but glad it meant you got my note.

He knew he shouldn’t have read it, but your safety was in jeopardy. He took a breath and heard the toilet flush and shower start. He would find a way to bring it up to you, when the time was right.

His hope was that you would bring it up to him before it came to that.

The warm water over your skin was exactly what you had needed. Your night with Joel was everything you wanted it to be and more, but it was still very emotionally charged.

You heard his steps in the bathroom as the water from the shower ran over you. His warm presence filled the space behind you as he kissed your shoulder and you leaned into him. The full ache between your thighs returning in promise to him.

You were spent from the evening but the way his kisses trailed up you neck and hands held you to him was intoxicating.

For the first time in your life you had felt so grounded and so safe. Joel didn’t expect anything from you, he just wanted to know you through and through. And that was worth fighting for, no matter what.

tags: @darkroastjoel @morning-star-joy @skysmiller @harriedandharassed @canseethebrushstrokes @kyloispunk @skythighs @reader-without-a-story @aryastark-baratheon @ilovepedro @beskarandblasters @tightjeansjavi @cupofjoel @cavillscurls & you know the drill lmk if i missed ya or you'd like the updates xo

#joel miller fanfic #joel miller x reader #joel miller series #joel miller smut #joel miller fic #joel miller au #joel miller angst #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller x f!reader #joel miller x female reader #joel miller x you #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal cinematic universe

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moodyseal · 7 months

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i hear you are 🤡clowning🤡 over Commodus coming to his senses so I have slid into your inbox to 🤡clown🤡 with you about it

What 🤡clown🤡 thoughts have you been harboring about this👀

for science.

🤡<-me and you

SOMEONE WILLING TO CLOWN WITH ME A BIT okay uhm. I was mostly having thoughts about the reasons for his behaviour, actually, and in the end I came to the conclusion that he's not entirely unredeemable, or at least he wasn't up until the fight at the Waystation in TDP, where he became a serious threat to the lives of the people who lived there (and actually got Heloise killed)

Like, if you ignore for a moment his past deeds and historical background (because if we accepted the atrocities as quirky parts of Apollo's personality we can do the same for him /j) and look at what he actually did for the first two thirds of the book, you'll notice that he wasn't as cruel as, say, Caligula or Nero. For example, he didn't kill all the prisoners he was holding captive, like Caligula would've done, even if Georgina (and maybe Hunter, since she's one of Artemis' hunters) was the only one that was actually useful in luring Apollo in, and at the end of the book he was still agreeing to let everyone go as long as Apollo and Meg went with him.

This shows that he is capable of some kind of restraint and not totally incapable to be reasoned with, which makes for some solid villain redemption arc material; the only problems, other than his small bloodlust problem that, again, we'll skip over for now and deal with some other day, are

a) the behavioural issues his relationship with his father led to (that could've been actually dealt with if only someone told him that therapists are an option today),

b) his ugly, horrid desire of revenge against Apollo,

and c) his narcissistic tendencies, which resulted in him not acknowledging the whole concept of. You know. Other people's feelings and how his actions might affect them.

They're all intrinsically tied together, and as a whole they're the main reason why, in the past as well as after his death and deification, Commodus was unwilling to accept any sort of help or suggestion coming from the people around him, and Apollo specifically. Before his death, he didn't acknowledge that there was a problem with his behaviour at all; to him, his actions were always right, and the people around him were vilifying him when he didn't deserve it, all while trying to suffocate his desires and needs. The lack of his father's support throughout his adolescence only intensified those feelings, and at the same time rendered him all the more vulnerable, making him latch strongly onto anyone he felt like would always support him—Apollo, in this case. Inevitably, the betrayal of the only person he trusted unconditionally (which was done for Rome and its citizens' own good, but was still a betrayal) had an explosive result, leading to Commodus' attitude worsening, him becoming effectively deaf to the guidance of anyone who didn't agree with him (when in the past there was a chance that maybe he would have listened to Apollo, at least, had he intervened sooner) and, finally, him making his life's goal destroying Apollo's life.

Despite the fact that any last bit of love Commodus had for him turned into blinding hatred, though, there were still some feelings in his heart that weren't rage. He didn't show them; on the contrary, he tried to hide them, and that's because they were a sign that there was still some vulnerability left in him—that he cared, to a degree. Had Commodus' revenge been the two dimensional kind, where he didn't give any sign of care about what happened two thousand years before and operated solely on the train of thought of "kill, maim, destroy" even when he barely thought about Apollo being the reason he died, I wouldn't have thought of there being a chance of him coming to his senses. But instead, with these feelings, Commodus demonstrated that he didn't forget, and that as much as he hid himself behind his glitter and his spectacles and his luxurious palaces, what Apollo did ultimately affected him. He still cared about what Apollo did in the past, and about what he was doing in the present too. In a way (and this is purely my personal perception, as everything I've written above is) it seemed that, consciously or subconsciously, he was even waiting for some sort of feedback, for a response that Apollo didn't give.

Why else would he insist so much? For what other purpose would he throw back his death in Apollo's face again and again, if not to get a reaction out of him?

I don't actually know how, exactly, it would be possible to fix all these issues, as well as their relationship. I have thought a lot about a scenario where Commodus realizes he's in the wrong, where Apollo manages to bring him to the good side just like he did with Lityerses, and this behaviour of his is exactly the reason why I never figured out how it would happen. How do you help someone who doesn't want to be helped? Apollo tried and failed, didn't he?

Maybe not enough.

It's true that Commodus was a selfish, arrogant man, as it is true that Apollo tried to help him, only giving up on his insistence when the man he loved went down a path of no return. It's also true that he didn't reprimand him for what he did once, trying to get to him through good humour and support, being too permissive when Commodus didn't need permissiveness, but some strength of character from someone he trusted. It's also true that Apollo never apologized.

I don't remember much about TDP and TTT, but didn't Apollo never mention once to Commodus the reasons for what he did? He cried about that day on his own, never with him, never showing Commodus that he has suffered for that murder just as much as he did.

Maybe the apology wouldn't have changed anything, maybe Commodus would've stayed the same ruthless man he's been for the whole series. But I like to think that it could've potentially stirred something inside him anyway.

#this isn't to say that apollo was at fault for how things turned out #commodus' actions are his own responsibility #and he stays evil through and through because he CHOSE to do what he did #but still. still #it makes you wonder. what would've happened if they all behaved differently #lonely thoughts #ask #trials of apollo #toa #btw i remember people talking about this on the server #so if any point seems familiar it's because i've assimilated it from the conversations on there <3 #also sorry if this makes no sense lmfao it's really late and i'm tired

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myangelhaven · 11 months

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This is my recommendations of JISUNG fics! It will be updated once in a while for new stories I have read. Hopefully the links work (lemme know if it doesn't)

Credits to the authors!! All informations written are taken from the authors' post and has not been modified. Reminder that some fics are NOT for minors, so please read the key and avoid 18+ contents.

HAPPY READING!!

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[❀]: fluff [𖦹]: humour [𖤓]: angst [☄]: sad [☾]:smut [⟡]:smau [✮]: my favs

˖⁺‧₊˚ ˚₊‧⁺˖✮-------------JISUNG--------------✮˖⁺‧₊˚ ˚₊‧⁺˖

ONESHOT

ten things han jisung says when he thinks you’re asleep by @soobnny [❀] NEW

Rule breakers by @ppiri-bahng [❀][𖤓][suggestive][pining]

reader isn’t the angel everyone thinks they are

A perfect disaster by @jae-bummer [❀]

Your bias confesses through text message while sitting next to you.

Red-handed by @straykeedz [❀][☾][fwb] 1.2k

Han Jisung pounding into reader over the kitchen counter and getting caught by Lee Know and/or Bang Chan.

Not that innocent by @straykidshoe [❀][☾] 1.3k

Seven minutes in heaven with the music major, the [by all that mattered] rumoured virgin. You assumed that you would need to teach him how to do everything- and if not that, then leave the stuffy closet needy and wet. But what happened is much different

You're still a traitor by @skzonthebrain [𖤓][☄][nonreciprocal pining][fwb] 1.4k

"He broke the rule of not sleeping with anyone else, but you broke the rule of not falling for each other."

the accuracy of philosophical aphorisms by @skazoo [❀][crack][vampireau] 2.6k

ok, you're tired, but you're sure those two floating, glowing, red orbs(?) are staring right at you.

Talking body by @hyungszn [❀][𖤓][ratedM][mutualpining] 2.8k

The downfall of womankind (read: you) is a trim waist, tan skin, and a delectable belly button.

You Lose If You Get It First by @jinxhallows [❀][☾][idolau] 3.2k

The heat by @hwanghyunjinenthusiast [❀][☾][✮][aphrodisiac] 3.6k

When your roommate brings home a bag of strange cookies, you two don't think much of it. Assuming whoever sold them to him was lying about them containing an aphrodisiac. You both quickly come to realise that you were very, very incorrect.

The night we met by @jisungsjheekies [❀][𖤓][soulmateau] 3.6k

Soulmate connection: born with a tattoo of the date you first meet your soulmate - Y/N’s is 22/09/19

It's a scream, BABY! by @tyunphoria [𖤓][☾][✮][ghostface] 3.7k

when you thought you finally escaped that psycho who calls himself ghostface . . . think again. he always finds you.

Lucid dream by @changbeanie [❀][𖤓][vampireau] 4.7k

You keep on having the same dreams about the same person every night. What happens when the boy in your dreams is the new kid in town?

Resurrected by @changbeanie [❀][𖤓][☄][zombieapocalypseau] 4.2k

In the year 2193, humans are in threat of extinction. In order to preserve what is left of humanity, the government set up a sanctuary. However one day, you found yourself in one of the restricted areas. What will happen to you now? Are zombies really what people claim them to be?

Bad guy by @jl-micasea-fics [𖤓][☾][fwb] 4.4k

He’s the classic bad boy, the one you shouldn’t want but can’t get enough of. It’s only too late you realise, you should have listened to the words of warning from your brother.

Rebound by @yoongihan [❀][☾][✮] 5k

Recently broken up with and cheated on, you decide to go to your first frat party and see what is so appealing about sex with a stranger.

Hopelessly devote by @straylightdream [❀][𖤓][☾][wolfau][f2l][mutual pining] 5.7k

his life changed unexpectedly and he’s attempting to cope with the inner turmoil he faces as he accepts the beast living inside him.

Glow by @j-0ne25 [❀][☾][bff's brother][frenemies][substances] 7.3k

It’s finally time to celebrate your birthday and the atmosphere is beyond belief – until your best friend’s annoying little brother shows up, having one specific plan on his to-do list: you.

Acquainted by @ch4nb4ng [❀][𖤓][☾][e2l][fwb] 7.7k

Jisung was the repulsive, totally arrogant drag racer from your area. You were the mechanic aways willing to fix his bike, but that wasn't the only interactions the two of you had shared.

The bet by @chvnnie [☾][3some] 8.2k

hyunjin and jisung make a bet. the prize? you.

On my mind by @staytheword [❀][𖤓][☾][✮][roommatesau][mutual pining] 8.6k

You and Jisung are stressed over your upcoming exams. You need to clear your heads, but you can't find anything that works. That is, until Jisung suggests watching porn together.

Public display of affection by @bugeater101 [❀][𖤓][☾][✮][e2l] 8.7k

You hated Han Jisung. Despite being one of numerous students in a prestigious academy, it felt like he was the only student who challenged your intellect. And it annoyed the hell out of you. He was just as smart, just as talented, and just as competitive—but he didn’t put in a single ounce of work to get where he was. The worst thing about him? The fact that you were wildly attracted to him.

Catfish...? By @seungminheart [☾][rockstarau] 9.2k

What is more embarrassing than matching on Tinder with a catfish pretending to be rockstar Han Jisung, number one heartthrob of the decade? Probably discovering that the catfish isn't a catfish and actually is, in fact, rockstar Han Jisung. Whoops.

Alien by @j-0ne25 [❀][𖤓][☾][chf2l][fakedatingau][alien/demonau] 10.9k

Spawned at the age of thirteen—on his mission as a spy on planet earth—Jisung is made to build a bond with a human, quickly developing a tie of friendship and trust. On his 25th birthday, he is supposed to bring said creature to his home. But there’s a problem—by now, he has fallen hopelessly in love with you and there’s only one way to escape the awful mission: you need to return those hopeless feelings.

Lover, lover, set me free by @hanniiesuckle17 [❀][𖤓][✮][badboyau][bet][povswitch] 13k

Jisung is one of the biggest players on campus. When Hyunjin bets him that he can’t get into the coldest girl on campus’s pants, Y/n gets unknowingly thrown into the ordeal. While doing his best, Jisung unconsciously starts to fall for this girl who means more to him that he is willing to admit to anyone- even himself.

Volcano by @astraystayyh [❀][𖤓][✮][e2l][slowburn] 13.2k

you've never gotten along with han, your mutual prejudices ruining any prospect of friendship between you both. but you slowly realize that you are more similar than what you originally thought- your darkness recognizing his, and his light yearning for yours.

"I'll take care of you. It's rotten work. Not to me, not if it's you."

SERIES

Your Lover Who Will Never Change by @thepixelelf [❀][𖤓][soulmateau] 16 parts (written)

A soulmate story told in moments.

Sunshine by @svngbins [❀][𖤓][⟡] 19 parts

y/n’s only secret is that she’s in love with her childhood best friend, jisung. the only problem? y/n’s other best friend, aerin, has a not-so-secret crush on jisung.

Don't shoot me by @staysuki [❀][𖤓][⟡][✮] 25 parts

two detectives go head to head in a battle of wits and stupidity. who wins? who loses? perhaps you both do.

Number neighbour by @softyn [❀][𖤓][⟡][fanboyau] 30 parts

Jisung has been a fan of y/n since he can remember, what will happen when y/n posts her new youtube video texting her number neighbor who turned out to be Jisung?

Friends without desire by @skzhua [❀][𖤓][⟡][exes2l] 40 parts

where minho being a dumbass led to meeting him again.

⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄more to come!⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄

☆-------------------skz masterlist-------------------☆

#skz masterlist #han jisung x reader #skz recs #jisung recs

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hjellacott · 10 months

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To those agreeing with what I say but saying I'm mean and "Let's just be nice" when we're discussing TRA things or feminism or J. K. Rowling... I am DONE being nice.

I was nice the first 100.000 times. Now I've been bombarded with private messages and Tumblr "post" (the envelope thingy) and general comments, plus seeing dozens of posts that I just can't be nice and patient about. Because these MORONS and some of them, actual TERRORISTS, are literary burning books, twisting the Harry Potter stories to justify their unjustifiable extremism, harassing children for being Potterheads, mocking adults for finding solace in Harry Potter, attacking and sending death threats and death wishes to everyone that disagrees with them, manipulating children, autistic, and also all kinds of mentally disabled people to absorb their agenda and mutilate their bodies, targeting the lives of people who disagree with them and attacking them and their loved ones, cyberbullying left and right hiding beneath anonymous names and pink and blue flags, burning and thrashing businesses where feminists go, turning Pride into an event where rapists are being allowed to take the mic and say to kill women (literally) and being applauded, saying homosexuality is transphobic and raping lesbians and gays, applauding men changing in locker rooms in front of little girls, applauding men taking over women's sports and spaces, applauding sending rapists to women's prisons, applauding children being brainwashed into life changing treatments, terrorising the world, imposing their own agenda with violence and threats, silencing and attacking the detrans community, manipulating the media, fucking it all up for all the normal trans people who are now thanks to the TRAS being seen as terrorists, and justifying their hatred and their violence on them having basically no reading comprehension, twisting people's words to have a pity party, and creating a self-imposed narrative to try and convince us that everyone wants them to die so it's all right for them to attack everyone else and be given free reign and justification to do so. Police can't even report that a criminal is trans any more and people are losing their jobs for reporting crimes by trans people, for fuck's sakes.

Do you know how often I've dealt with the same lazy justification to "explain" to me, a mixed race Jewish descent woman, why JK Rowling is anti semitic or racist? Or why she's transphobic? And every time one tries to nicely point out that they're twisting things and decontextualising them and inserting their own racist views, they just tell you to kill yourself. They've taken over press, media, social media, pride, women's spaces, they're going after children, attacking local pubs and restaurants... I'm not going to allow it. I'm done being nice.

I see them bullying the detrans community and shutting them up. I see how they harass and threaten the trans community that doesn't want to occupy women's spaces or that doesn't condone violence and threats and wants children to be left alone. I see how they attack women, lesbians and gays. I have a collection of articles of their rapes and other attacks, mainly to women. And they won't brainwash me.

I'm not afraid. These are a violent, terrorist mob that is taking over the left and making themselves the victims when we haven't faced a more aggressive and dangerous mob since the Nazis. Have you seen the videos of the teens and young adults crying in the US Congress, talking about how afraid they are when they see men changing in their lockers, or talking about how their breasts were chopped off and begging us, adults, to stop this nonsense? I have and I'm listening.

Like Joanne Rowling, like all the women who won't wheesht, I'm going to fight for those kids, for the normal people in the trans community, for detransitioners, gays, lesbians, mentally disabled... I'm not afraid and I'm not nice. Not any more. You want a fight? I'm full of weapons.

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I really appreciate coming to your blog, to be honest for me its like a healing balm after even just skimming and scrolling others feelings on all of this. I feel like sometimes people are so unreasonable and it hurts to see people "taking sides" at all with this situation.

All Ive ever cared about with this issue is the facts. The fact that a lot of workers got screwed over and instead of buckling down and talking to people QStudios would rather it all just stop happening, make changes and not acknowledge what they did. Honestly they dont have to say anything that even takes blame for it! All anyone was asking for at first was a goddamn DM man. Like they didnt even care if they got fired they just wanted a message SAYING that. But somehow they "cant talk about it" otherwise they would be "complicate" as if they were expecting people to sue them before anyone was even suggesting that?

Everyone is acting like legality is so important as if the people who first stepped up about all of this were instigating lawsuits when thats only happening NOW because they refused to say anything! Its like...why did they have to be "careful with what they say for legal reasons" when no one was threating to sue them. Almost as if they KNEW what they were doing was considered illegal and DID have grounds for legal recourse. If not then why not make ANY statement? Why be so scared to say anything at the beginning? It just dosnt make any sense. I mean even the Union was like "we dont wanna sue you just talk to your workers" at first!

It just feels a bit like a lot of this is being blown out of proportion and considering in his last stream Q ONLY talked about himself getting doxed (not saying that Q is "over reacting" from getting doxed by the way, of course, but rather the community seems to want to use this as a reason to exempt him from any wrong doing), the Brazilians (which by the way the fact that it took ALL OF THIS SHIT for him to BARLY EVEN mention the xenophobia is just….wild ill say), and that hes not gonna be the CEO anymore and like….okay cool dude not what anyone wanted a stream from you about but like pop off I guess. It just feels like every stream hes done about this situation never clears up anything and gives vague promises that dont seem to be held or at the very least is giving us basically no info and just promises.

Amen to all of that anon ! Like everyone (including myself i’ll admit) is saying how it’s difficult to speak about these things because it could lead to legal consequences but also… You want to avoid a lawsuit ? You truly have a desire to make things right ? Then go talk to your workers. Give them the answers they’ve been waiting for. Listen to their experience, listen to their demands, listen to what they want from you. Release a statement with full excuses on the behalf of the whole company to them, thank them for what they did. Pay them the fair compensation you owe them for the months of labour they did for your project. Demand that your community and everyone else leave them be in peace, and condemn everyone who doesn’t.

Like sure, that may need you to admit that you did wrong which could be used against you in court but lets be for real. Lawsuits are stressful, can cost money and are time consuming, so who, especially young people without a lot of money and ressources to their disposal, is going to want to go through that whole legal process after getting everything they wanted and deserved from you ?

This isn’t talking about the Q vs the higher ups who refused to pay the admins and mistreated them btw thats a whole different legal affairs but still then, wouldn’t ex admins have be able to provide you screenshots of payments and conversations that you could then use in your favour in court ?

Also my blog where all I talk about is workers exploitation is like a healing balm to you anon ? You sure you’re okay ? /j ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

#qadmins situation

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astrologicaldiary · 27 days

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Kendrick LAMARRRRRR 😂

These girlies are FIGHTING! Shit right now , it’s getting personal and really bad . Around 2 am this morning, I realized that Kendrick released another diss track named “Not like us “ after he released “Meet the Grahams “ ….. I listened to the Meet the Grahams, and I’m still trying to disgust that. I listen to the new one and my mouth dropped on the floor ! Let’s just say that these Feds are definitely watching, sooo yea.

As I look at Kendrick’s placibus birth chart, I focus on the nodal nodes transit . He has a south node transit at 12th house and he’s actually a libra rising , and he has a north node transit in Aries (6th house ), but he already has a natal Aries north node and an Aries Jupiter. With this SN in libra in 12th house, I feel like he was retreating and purging something. Like he was just resting and minding his business till J cole and Drake diss him for allegedly not wanting to be on their track. I think that Aries NN in his 6th house, this cause him to return back to work and diss them back with “Like that” . Also with Jupiter already in Aries, I think that this is actually boost up the record and it got Drake and the others standing up ! That “Like that “ actually surpassed Beyoncé ‘s country album !

And he has said repeatedly fuck the industry, so it seems like he’s being combative and exposing the “work environment “ for being predatory and abusive !

Kendrick actually as a Saturn transit in the 5th house (Pisces), this really shows that how much diss tracks he has been releasing. Saturn here is teaching him to be responsible with his craft and his creativity. I won’t be surprised if he’s actually released an album by the end of this year.

Pluto is currently in Aquarius, he has this in his 4th house but this energy pass to the 10th house. I feel like he really exposing the industry for what’s happening. And Drake on family matters repeatedly exposed on “Family Matters of K being physically with his wife but there isn’t no report on that.

Also this show how Drake see Kendrick a threat, and J Cole decide to bow out !

In the whole chart , he has an Aries NN transit in the 7th house so Drake and other opps see him as threat. And they are challenging him which this man has an Aries Jupiter, like he’s winning this and giving a fuck !

He has a Pluto in the 5th house , his creativity and his tracks have been deep and intense. Meanwhile he did told Drake to be careful and not to tell lies on him, and he won’t tell some truth about Drake…. That energy pass through to the opposite house (11th house ) , everyone and me are heavily focusing on his tracks , reading it and analyzing it of what he’s saying !

And Kendrick has a natal cancer mercury, cancer mars and cancer midheaven . Drake is a cancer moon, soooo Kendrick is really pulling on his heart strings! Drake can post all these memes and act like he’s cool, but he ain’t ! 😂

Anddddd, stop having beef with a Gemini mannnn. Like we are going to take it a whollllleeeee another level !!!! 😂🔥

#astrology #astro placements #aries north node #libra south node #kendrick lamar #not like us #meet the grahams #drake

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oldmemoria · 9 months

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lmao i fucking forgot to share this

not only do i have unorganized miguel heacanons but i have unorganized HOBIE ones too

i have unorganized random headcanons for all the characters i brainrot over these two are no different!!

identity headcanons first hehe:

hes trans. he probably diyed his hrt and also has top surgery somehow hes magic. (i also think he'd have tattoos over his scars, either super cool bat/devil wings or an intricate spider design on their whole abdomen cant decide ill draw it later 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉)

he, however, doesnt really have any specific sexuality or gender labels they feel like they fit into. theyre attacted to all genders of varying degrees but doesnt really put a label on it. he just exists.

also doesnt mind what pronouns you use for her. any/all. basically.

also also would encourage people to use the weirdest and coolest neopronouns they can think of for zem like REALLY go out there WHATEVER YOU CAN THINK OF.

ADHD haver?? MAYBE???

to the rest acaksdlfj;akdjf:

theyre very crafty and dabble in basically every form of art. music, graffiti, painting, sculpting (mainly with trash or scraps or random discarded items he finds, more on that later on), sewing, whatever. if he can learn to do it she will.

he is super touchy and likes being close to people, but also understand boundaries.

very emotionally intelligent, i feel like this is canon anyway but ill just put it out there, ze can basically sense if someone is upset.

LOVES ABSOLUTELY LIVES FOR talking to new people, will go out of their way to introduce himself to basically everyone, especially new spider-people she meets.

he is a bit of a joker, ofc, but he wont try and push boundaries that he clearly sees or hears from the person theyre talking to. hi people who hc him as being an unself aware dickhead shut up you are very wrong did you even watch the movie.

this one is probably my favorite but he will pick up random things he sees around him and keep them for art projects. cool rock on the sidewalk? its a rock, hes gonna take it. funny lookin bug? might pick it up for a little to look at it and put it back in a safer spot. bottle cap? "mine now". like i said before he likes using litter to make art.

he will stop mid-mission if he sees something cool that he can take home like "oh [riff] cool leaf" and put it in his pocket.

i was referencing this post btw i love this headcanon, absolutely genius, i will steal it ty /lhj

this stealing of random objects from all around the multiverse has caused many lectures for miguel (they arent listening)

they have some kind of control over what texture/color they turn into if xey really think about it but most of the time he just kind of.. lets it do its thing. (sort of like a RainWing?)

shockingly good at vague yet oddly specific threats that are unrealistic but if you really think about it it's like "oh yeah he could totally do that..." but she wouldn't. yknow what im saying right???

while he does live in the 70s where technology was uh... not as popular nor as advanced as they are now, he's aware of modern tech through Gwen, Miles, Pav, DEFINITELY through Margo and Miguel, but she doesn't really use it often. doesnt really see the point.

along with that he also is aware of modern music as well, he has mixed feelings (gwen is probably the biggest influence though she is such a Pinkshift/Paramore/My Chem girlie it hurts to think about)

100% collects record of artists, especially smaller artists, that they like.

if you get them going about music he will talk for HOURS. HOURS until you tell him to shut up, even though fae totally wont listen and will keep going anyway. (just like me teehee projecting is fun <3 )

while hobie does use his guitar as a weapon for some reason he is quite protective of it. they wont try and stop you from touching it or playing it, but he will watch you like a hawk. half out of "oo look another person is interested in guitar" and the other half of "👁️👁️ dont break it i can only do that /j" (a lot of musicians are like that, i would know, im one of them. ha)

loves stray animals. cats, dogs, birds, anything. he will stop to pet them if they let him.

he also will talk to cats like any other person. especially spider cat. spider cat could make a cat noise and he'd act like he understood it. "yeah totally man, i get it. meow."

he can sing like... averagely? he has a good sense of pitch and timing, as most musicians do, but she isnt professionally trained or really does it too often

they will scream though

also really likes messing with makeup and bodypaint. he will spend hours on it if he can.

FUCK I AM SO HAPPY I DIDNT POST THIS IMMEDIATELY BECAUSE I KEEP REMEMBERING THINGS ACK HERES ONE LAST ONE POST THIS AFTER ASH I SWEAR (edit from two weeks later: i forgor): he definitely isnt a morning person. he loves to sleep in. definitely values rest, like a lot. miguel will call him at like 7 am and hobie will flip him off and say 5 more minutes when they really mean 2 more hours.

do i have any more?? hmmm maybe if i remember but this is what i have so far. mostly just silly lil headcanons that arent entirely plot relevant as most of my headcanons are.

#across the spiderverse #atsv #spider punk #hobie brown #headcanons #might draw some of these later :)#almost forgot new hobie tag im so sorry #british spider #FUCK I SHOULD HAVE POSTED THIS WEEKS AGO LMAO

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Sneaking Out

Hanging out with Mikey scenario (platonic) !!

You and Mikey are both artists, so obviously y'all are gonna make some sick art together

Lately you two have been wanting to work together on a piece, something big and bright

There's this little alley both of you have been eyeing, the empty walls practically screaming "paint me! paint me!"

So you and Mikey got to work, spending the last couple weeks sketching and planning out what painting you guys are gonna do

Soon, you settled on an idea and it was ready to be created

Now there was only one thing left to do, sneak out and get to the alley.

Normally you guys could slip out, hang out, make some art, grab some pizza and no one would worry or care that much

However, due to some certain events (that may or may not have involved you and Mikey accidently spray-painting on a random restaurant, which resulted in the owner getting very pissed off and the others having a mini-heart attack when you both came home with a suspiciously large amount of bruises) -you and Mikey were temporarily (for a very very long time) banned from painting on walls of any sort

It was pretty dark, around 5am probably. You had managed to pack everything in your backpack perfectly so nothing would jostle around and make noise.

Turning to Mikey, you say quietly, "Ready?"

Adjusting his own bag, he grins and gives a thumbs up.

Splinters snoring was loud and even reached to the exit of the lair. Everyone else was probably still sleeping as well, Donnie might be awake working on something. But even then, he could care less of what they were doing. Mikey’s the only one he wouldn’t really snitch on (PB&J duo supremacy).

You and Mikey began quietly exiting the lair, nothing but drips of sewer water could be heard. Both of your steps quickened as you got more excited. Hushing each other and grinning, you speed-tiptoed faster. Bags lightly thumping against your backs. Mikey let a laugh slip out before slapping a hand over his mouth. The sound of your footsteps echoing immediately stopped. There was dead silence as you both froze. Eyes wide, you each listened for movement.

Splinter’s snores rattled throughout the lair and you both sighed in relief.

Mikey adjusted his bag, “Well that was clos-”

“What are you two doing?” A voice echoed across the sewers, you could practically hear the smirk.

Freezing up again and turning around, both of you come face to face with Leo.

Shrugging, you exclaim, “Nothin’”

Mikey nods, throwing an arm around you, “Yeah just uhhh,” he waves his hand around, “Admiring the architecture?”

“If I were Donnie I would be raising one eyebrow right now.” Leo remarks, “You see, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you two are sneaking out and disobeying dad” He adds, dragging out those last couple words.

Both you and Mikey cross your arms in unison. Knowing Leo, he probably wants something out of the two of you in order for him to not snitch. That turtle decked out in Scrooge PJs was a threat to your guys' mission, and wouldn’t let you two leave without some sort of deal.

Sighing, you roll your eyes, “Alright, what do you want Leo.”

“Wellllll,” Leo begins, “Y’know how the lair games are coming up?”

Both you and Mikey nod slowly, wondering where he’s going with this.

“I need you, Mikey, to dial it down for this year's games.”

Mikey looks surprised, “Huh? Why? You’ve won for the last few years, why worry about losing now?”

Leo bursts out laughing, “ME? LOSING? Nonono my dear brother that’s not what I’m worried about,” You both shush him before he continues, “I need Donnie to be up there with me so I can get some sweet revenge.”

Your mouth hangs open, “You willingly want Donnie to not be in last place???”

“Yeah yeah, details aren’t necessary, you’ll both see.” Leo waves his hand dismissively.

Sighing, Mikey utters a small “Fine.”

Poor boy looked a little defeated but it’s not like you were gonna get in the middle of any type of lair games talk. From what you’ve heard from April, it could get reaaal messy.

“Can we go now?” You ask.

Leo gives a satisfied look and nods, “Very well, I won’t say anything.” As he begins walking back to the lair he adds, “Save me a slice of pizza too while you’re at it.”

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As you and Mikey finally make your way out of the sewers and into the city, he groans.

“Aw man, it’s already getting lighter outside.”

You both take note of the pinkish sky and the buildings beginning to gleam from the sunlight.

Bumping his arm playfully, a smile creeps on your face, “Race you to the alley then.”

“Oh it’s on!”

#i didnt know how to end this sorry lol #mikey would be sm fun to hang out with #tmnt #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt leo #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt raph #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt hcs #rottmnt headcanons #tmnt mikey #rottmnt scenario

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andrew-isnt-for-the-game03 · 2 years

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It’s cute to imagine the Scenario of Neil bleeding out on the field while playing and Andrew getting angrier and angrier because he sees the blood on Neil, and Andrew just wins the game for them?

He doesn’t let anyone make a shot.

He throws the ball into the other goal not once not twice but FIVE times

And now I’m going to write a short story for this.

E n j o y 🤍

Neil was darting across the field trying to get the ball. He knew he shouldn’t be going as hard at the beginning, but he felt so free and energized he didn’t care.

Neil goes to reach for the ball but he gets shoved into the wall with so much force from the other guy he could almost see stars, the guy immediately got a yellow card because of the unnecessary violence.

Abby, the foxes nurse immediately had Coach pull him off the field so she could look at him.

Andrew’s worried eyes followed him, inching to check on Neil, but Andrew knew if he moved now he wouldn’t be moving toward their side of the field but their opponents.

He squeezed his fists together, his fingers inching for his knife right now. It seemed that Andrew wasn’t the only one with this thought, half of the tear was glaring at the player who did this.

Neil brushed it off tho, telling Abby he was fine to play, but she always heard this from his mouth so she didn’t listen to him, so Neil stands up, gently brushing Abby, Renee, and Nicky off of him, as he grabbed his gear.

“Listen, if I don’t play right now I will lose it,” Neil didn’t even give them a chance to object he was already on the field getting in place. Everyone looked at him worryingly, but got in place. The only one noticing the blood on his face was Dan, but the game had already started so she couldn’t say anything until they reset.

Neil ran for the fall as his opponents tried to shot but Kevin was able to catch it in time and run off the other way.

Neil turns to run, but he hears his name for the gritted teeth of his goalie. Neil tries to place the stick in his hand in front of him, but he knew Andrew could see all the blood running down his face.

“Neil…” Andrew warns, feeling his body temp rising as he watches the blood run down Neils face.

“Why are you still on this field?” He demands stalking toward Neil, forgetting all about his position on the field, for the boy he loved.

Luckily, when Neil looked to the other side, Kevin was tossing the ball to Dan.

Andrew grabs the base of Neils mask, forcing Neil to look at him.

Andrew could only see red. Literally and metaphorically.

Blood covered Neils face, but Neil pulls back, shaking his head at Andrew, who was now planning an exy players murder, maybe two if Neil doesn’t get off the field to get help, like he should have been doing this whole time.

“Andrew, I know it looks bad-“ Andrew cut the idiotic player off.

“Bad? You have fucking blood everywhere,”

“If I don’t play I’ll lose it, I need to be here, and I am staying on this field, I don’t care what anyone says right now.” Neil was benched from the last two games because of his injures and he’ll be damned if he doesn’t play this one.

Neil yanks himself away from the goally harder than he met to and starts backing up to go help his team.

“I’ll sit and listen to you bitch about this later, but if you make me leave this field right now-“ Neil knew he didn’t need to finish the airless threat for Andrew to understand what he was saying, Andrew wanted to object badly, he knew one look from him to their coach and Neil would be pulled, but he hates when Neil loses his cool more, he doesn’t happen often, if actually ever, but when it does it scares everyone including Andrew, so Andrew angerily goes back to his place.

Everyone could see how angry the goalkeeper was, but no one said anything as he didn’t allow anyone to make a goal tonight.

Andrew even scored the winning points. Causing everyone to cheer and run to the end to meet him, but Andrew was already stalking toward Neil. Andrew grabs him by the elbow, fingers digging in Neils skin a little to hard as he shoves him off the field and into the medical box.

“If he comes out of this room still bleeding I will lose my shit.” Andrew storms out of the room, detoured to the locker room where he quickly throws off his gear and grabs his knife. He had to deal with that scumbag.

Kevin enters the room, realizing what was happening and immediately changed and followed silently behind Andrew. He knew he couldn’t stop him, but he knew if Andrew needed help he needed to be there.

It didn’t take Andrew long to find the player who did it to his boy, he grabs him by the shoulder slamming him into the wall.

“You think you’re tough playing like that?” The player goes to say something, but when he feels the knife cutting his playing arm he grunts in pain.

“This is the only warning you get, you mess with my striker again, and I will kill you.” Andrew leaves one more cut along his wrist, before punching him directly in the face, insuring he has to deal with exactly what Neil has to now, before he goes back to his team, still pissed off.

Neil runs into Andrew and Kevin on the way back, but the look on Andrews face he doesn’t want to ask.

“I’ll deal with you when we get home.” Andrew growls passing by Neil angrily.

Neil knew what this meant too.

He wasn’t going to be sleeping tonight.

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xyztrio721 · 2 years

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While I try to work up the courage to continue playing Xenoblade 3 past Chapter 4, I think now would be a good time for me to turn back the clock and talk about my experiences with the third chapter of the game. I did enjoy this chapter overall, but there was one part of it that I despised. I don’t know how to explain it here at the beginning of the post, so I’ll save it for later.

So here we go, here are my screenshots and experiences from Chapter 3 of Xenoblade Chronicles 3.

Warning: Xenoblade Chronicles 3 Chapter 3 Spoilers Under the Cut

Let’s begin with this screenshot of Taion looking up at a Saffronia tree. I don’t remember the full context of this scene, but I believe it may have had something to do with Numie, a girl who was featured heavily in this chapter for reasons that will become obvious later on in the chapter.

Next up… this.

I didn’t like the implications of this scene back when I had only played up until this scene, and I especially don’t like it now since clearing Chapter 4 (more on that some other time).

Throughout the chapter, I kept wondering what the significance of the scene was. Was this how Eunie died in an alternate timeline? Why did this bother our Eunie so much? She didn’t die at the hands of a Moebius (which is what that glowing claw is attached to), so why did this scene plague her in her dreams?

Then Chapter 4 happened, and oh boy does this scene hit differently! Again, more on that later, but let’s just say that there’s something going on with Eunie that I can’t explain without spoiling Chapter 4.

…Let’s just move on from that thought and distract ourselves with this cute image of Mio sleeping with Riku and Manana.

Something tells me that this chapter and the beginning of Chapter 4 will be the last time I’ll ever see a wholesome image like this one or the next one, which is a screenshot of Taion and Lanz conversing with one another.

Look everyone, they’re getting along! …Sort of!

I mainly took this next screenshot because I couldn’t help but laugh at the way Noah was standing in this shot.

What is this stance Noah? Huh? Why are you standing like that?

These next few screenshots are in my opinion some of the most interesting moments in this chapter. This screenshot shows a photo Numie gave to Taion.

Now I could be misremembering this location, but the setting shown in this photo looks suspiciously like Uraya (I think it was the hole at the top of the photo that convinced me of this). Could this be a photo of Uraya right before Alrest collided with the world of Xenoblade 1?

Another thing I noticed later on in the chapter: Isurd’s eyes are dull when he’s under the control of Consul J.

But when he’s not under the control of J, his eyes are bright again.

I can’t confirm if this phenomenon can be seen in Ethel’s eyes or in the eyes of any other major commander in the game (I’d have to go and rewatch some of the cutscenes in Chapter 2 to confirm this for Ethel), but if this is not exclusive to Isurd, then I might want to start looking out for people with dull-looking eyes (thought the glowing red eye should be enough to convince me that someone is about to try and kill Noah and the others). If someone’s eyes are dull, then there’s a 99% chance that they are a threat.

Speaking of Isurd, I don’t have anymore screenshots of him, but I do have some screenshots of the battle between him and Noah’s group. First is this one, which was once again another attempt by me to capture a screenshot of a scene we saw in one of the trailers for the game prior to its release.

And then… IT WAS OUROBOROS TIME ONCE AGAIN! First up is the Taion-dominant Ouroboros.

Then the Sena-dominant Ouroboros.

Then finally, the Mio-dominant Ouroboros.

I took this next screenshot just so I could make a joke.

Ouroboros used Continental Crush!

It’s super effective!

And now… NOW… here’s where Chapter 3 pissed me off the most.

CONSUL. J. A.K.A… JORAN

YEEEEEEP, this PIECE of fucking SHIT!

Listen, I liked Joran during the first three chapters of the game. He was a scary-cat, but when push came to shove, he was more than capable of helping his friends get out of near-defeat/near-death experiences. It was that characteristic that costed him his life… or so we thought.

It turns out, he died and got reborn as a Consul member, and he became a power-hungry, back-stabbing scumbag of a human! He straight up STABBED THREE AGNUS SOLDIERS IN THE BACK, then turned them into mud puppets and left them for dead! And during that whole process, he was smiling the same he did in the above screenshot!

He technically turned Isurd into a mud puppet too, but unlike the three Agnia soldiers I mentioned, he actually survived the encounter.

And then the battle started… and it took me THREE TRIES to beat this fucker, because he kept Dazing my god damn Healers and incapacitated them before they could get up! It got so bad that I went to a Rest Spot and leveled my self up from level 29 to 31, and he STILL came close to beating my ass for a fourth time! All the while he was laughing like the sentient pond scum that he is.

FUCK THIS FIGHT, AND FUCK JORAN TOO

…Whew, I’ve been wanting to get that last bit off my chest for a few days now. Now that I’m done with my rant, here are three final screenshots. First is of Taion after Isurd requested him to bury Numie’s clock under a Saffronia tree…

..And two of Noah and Mio sending off all of the Agnian soldiers who died in the battle against Commander Isurd/Consul J, with Eunie and Taion discussing the reason why Noah and Mio felt the need to send them off when they (and the rest of the party for that matter) weren’t fully responsible for their deaths.

And that’s Chapter 3.

Don’t be surprised if it takes me a bit to talk about Chapter 4. Not only am I still processing everything that happened in that Chapter, but there’s also Chapter 5, which I am terrified of playing through because it’s caused so many Xenoblade fans emotional anguish.

#xenoblade #xenoblade chronicles 3 #xenoblade chronicles 3 spoilers #xenoblade 3 spoilers #xb3 spoilers #xc3 spoilers #I kind of hope that I’m not the only one who went from kind of liking/liking Joran #to hating his guts because he back-stabbed Noah Lanz and Eunie killed innocent soldiers and exploited Taion’s guilt over Numie’s death #I don’t know what will happen to him beyond this point #I mean I sort of do but that’s for another post #but otherwise I’m completely clueless as to what his fate will ultimately be #welp time to go back to fearing for my life now that I’ve started Chapter 5!

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sagaofstardustmkg · 2 years

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tears won't fall || baku || trial 4.3 || re: mari

Baku has a simple plan, when the profile for the killer is said out loud-- she knows who it must be, because it isn't her, and so she'll simply try to get people to consider her as well. What's the point of that, exactly? She's not sure. It wouldn't make it right. It would risk a mistrial. But it's for the same reason she'd done it in the last trial, maybe-- Baku is a coward, and she doesn't know what else to do, and some childish part of her brain just wants people to stop dying even though she has no power over that at all.

Her plan never comes to fruition, because Mari beats her to it. Baku listens, devastation growing, as Mari admits to what she'd realized minutes earlier. And she thinks--

"...Why..."

What does she think, exactly?

She had already decided earlier that she couldn't be mad at anyone who killed for this, even if they'd gotten her roommate killed and her best friend's eye blown out. A wish, no matter how possible or impossible, was indispensable to some people. She knew, of course, because she herself had searched for it. It was just luck that she was far too short and weak to consider looking where it had been hidden.

"W-Why..."

Mari had found her searching for it, even. Had told her she didn't trust it, even. Didn't trust that Sasha would give something useful-- that there was probably fine print keeping things running-- and that she couldn't be sure if she would consider it or not if she had the page in her hands. Well, now Baku could see how that ended up.

There was no way that she had just thrown Nobu's life, and her own life, away for some... experiment, though, right? Surely she had some sense...

"Why... w-why... why would you..."

So what does Baku think, exactly? She'd decided she couldn't be angry, because she had wanted the wish, too. As tired as she was of, how had she put it? Nice people getting hurt for stupid reasons. She'd decided that the wish wasn't that stupid after all, so she couldn't be mad.

And it was Mari who had said: Your feelings are your own, and you shouldn't have to think you can't feel this or that way. It's okay to be angry.

...But she still isn't, really. Baku certainly feels something bubbling up inside her, but it's not anger. Frustration, maybe, sure. But more than that--

Her hands grip onto her book pathetically, like they're trying to channel all of this feeling she has no idea what to do with into crushing it into a pulp. Her voice is raised in a way it's clearly not used to, cracking equally pathetically.

"W-Why would you do that?! Mari? T-That's the stupidest r-reason you could have-- didn't you see what happened when I j-just tried to threaten him?"

There was a reason Baku hadn't included herself in her threat, back then. She thought everyone here was smarter and more capable than her. If anyone could find a way to combat Sasha and end the game, it was them. She trusted her friends-- and even those she wasn't exactly friends with-- more than anyone. But especially her friends.

So it's not exactly frustration, no. More than that, it's betrayal.

"Y-You can't just-- just die for nothing! It's for nothing! Y-You didn't achieve anything! N-Nobu died and Bo got hurt and y-you could die too for nothing at all! We wouldn't n-need to figure out what the punishment is if you didn't kill someone for n-no reason!"

Even now, as she tries to shout (and fails, because Baku hasn't tried to express frustration in years), she doesn't sound angry. That would be too cool and purposeful for her. She just sounds wounded. Her eyes shine with tears threatening to spill over.

She realizes this. One hand presses under them. Comically, she remembers the Halloween party.

She cried so hard she couldn't do anything but fall asleep when she was done.

And then she woke up underneath the moon, feeling worse than ever.

That was right-- Baku getting frustrated was never good. Baku crying was the worst thing she could do. If Mari was already going to be punished, and everyone was upset about that, the last thing she needed to do was make it worse.

So she calms down, as simple as that. She shrinks in on herself, all her passion crammed into a miserable little ball in her heart, and looks down at the book and the bookmark. Why should she feel betrayed? The deed was already done. All she was doing yelling at Mari was making it worse. She'll watch whatever happens, because it's what she deserves.

"...W-Why did you have to... do that...?"

Her voice is back to a mumble, fragile and muffled by the collar of her sweater. She stares, pained, at the bookmark she's clutching in her hand. Sasha said he would obey the wish, but what if Ben and Caleb were right? What if it didn't work? What if there was no good decision either way, and Mari was doomed to die?

"...I-I don't want to s-say goodbye... I don't w-want to hurt you... why... I-I'm sorry..."

Her awful claw digs into the material as her hands start to shake.

"I'm sorry... I-I don't know what to do..."

#ch4 #trial #baku

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wakeupcunningham · 2 years

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@helltothefire ─── a kiss that isn't meant to happen but does so anyway

they didn't have much time to plan everything out, and as meticulous as nancy's plan was, there was absolutely no guarantee that things would go well. between the threat of unknown creatures and a rabid small town mob, stress was the only thing on chrissy's plate it didn't help that she had seen jason during their unorthodox shopping trip. j a s o n.. she didn't know exactly where they stood. her love for him hadn't faded, she'd yet to break up with him, hoping beyond all hope he'd listen and put an end to the chaos he'd created. but he'd been so blinded by his ego, caught up as the leader of a pointless witch hunt, he had turned into someone she hardly recognized and yet.. he was ( is? ) her first love. they had been together for so long after all, it wasn't simple for her to let go of those feelings.

the sound of laughter rips her from her thoughts, grounding her back to the present. she assumes everyone else must be done with their makeshift weapons and the reality of the situation begins to set in. without a doubt, chrissy cunningham is in over her head. well at least she feels that way.

( but she knows what she has to do and as long as she sticks with it, things should be okay.. right? ) her brows furry, an uncharacteristically dour expression taking over her face, this has to be the end. they have to win. she's not prepared to see what'll happen if they don't. she lets out a sigh, a shuddering breath, as her fingers lace together instinctively. any minute now she'd be leaving with max and the sinclairs, any minute now her newfound friends would be going into the upside down and she may never see them again.

at this thought, her gaze moves from the ground to the rest of the group and she can't help but let her worries melt away at the sight of everyone altogether and laughing and enjoying these last moments before it's time. even if something were to happen, she's grateful to have met them, people who have given her a taste of what true friendship and connection feels like. her eyes land on a wild brunette mane, her smile softening, just a bit. she just wishes she had more time. she never expected to become as close to eddie munson as she has, yet their newfound friendship has brought out more feelings than she'd like to admit. confusing feelings. feelings that she hasn't had the time to make sense of. who could after all?

a wave catches her attention and for a moment, her stomach sinks. had she been staring this whole time? her eyes dart away, heat building at her ears and spreading to her cheeks, she's embarrassed no doubt about that. she doesn't have a chance to ruminate as she hears her name, her head snapping over back in his..wait, their? direction. she's surprised to see dustin right at eddie's side ( was the tunnel vision really that bad? ) it's not as if she can ignore them, so she steels herself and heads over, offering a wave as she approaches.

she's surprised, almost suspicious, to see dustin leave at her arrival. ( he was the one who called her over after all ) there isn't much time for her to linger on that, however, steve's calling everyone back. it's time. she can't help but let her smile fall as she's, once again, reluctantly pulled back to reality. cold, ugly reality. she gazes over at eddie, her breath catching-- she knows now isn't the time, she knows that they need to get moving.. but her gut is screaming at her to say something, anything to the charming rebel.

❝ i just.. i just want to say,❞ the words fall from her lips, almost at a mumble, suddenly seized by nerves. she clears her throat, time to try again..

❝ anything can happen tonight, we could win and save our town, we could lose and.. anyway, i just.. no matter what happens, i want you to know i'm really glad i met.. we i guess re-met.. you in the forest. i never really imagined i'd care a-about you the way that i do.. ❞ her cheeks are bright pink at this point--

❝ i wish we had more time, eddie. there's so much we still have to do and we may not have the time to do it.. but i don't want to believe that. i want to believe that we'll make it, i want to believe we'll walk that stage and leave hawkins and grow up. so please just.. ❞ maybe it was the sense of impending doom ( she'll choose to believe it was ) but in that moment, no one else exists, there's no jason, there's no monster, there's no town to save. there's only the cheerleader and the dungeonmaster, and the endless possibilities of what could have been. before she can stop herself, she stands up on her toes, her hand gently resting on his chest as her lips meet his. it's a soft, timid kiss, one that said more than her limited vocabulary could.

she wishes that time could stop, that they could live in this moment a little while longer. but time doesn't stop, they have to keep moving forward. with that sobering thought, she pulls away, ❝ just please don't die, okay? ❞

#(:: v: a badass is born !? ::)#helltothefire #:: have some 'chrissy survived & is part of the hawkins co action' goodness!!! ::#:: ms chrissy 'yes i technically still have a mans but you might die so... ::#:: queue !! ::#:: sorry for the length i got carried away T_T ::

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