#i already made 1 person laugh hysterically about this

[cypherthesuccubus]

You can call us both….Daddy~

Alastor x Reader x Luci -Part 1- (NSFW) (MDNI)!!!!!!

WARNINGS: smut, threesome, daddy kink, praise kink, body worship, cock worship, Gentle Dom Luci, Dom Alastor, mate marking, blood kink, slight bondage, S&M, tentacle play, anal, DP, she/ her pronouns, vaginal sex, creampie, facial, slight RadioApple action

Other tags: fluff, angst

Reader will always receive aftercare!!! ✨

Winner by popular vote!!!! Here’s Part 1 of your spicy endeavors with the radio demon and the big boss of hell himself~ I hope you sinners enjoy ~😈✨

(Y/N’s P.O.V)

My eyes open slowly as the Hell’s sun’s rays hit my face through the window pain of my glass doors; leading to my recently built balcony. I sit up to stretch my arms out while letting out a big yawn. Slowly pulling back the covers, I trudge out of bed as I make my way to the bathroom to start my morning routine. I soon then step out the foggy bathroom; already dressed for the day as I finish drying my hair. I make my way my vanity; sitting down as I go through my self care products. As I’m putting on lotion on my arms and legs, I hear some knocking coming from my sliding glass door. I look confused as to who that could be, but then remember the only person who greets me from my balcony was none other than the king himself. He waved at me as he presses his cheek against the glass “You gonna let me in (Y/N)?” I giggle at him as I make my way to the door; sliding it open as he proceeds to step inside. It’s funny how Luci and me got to be really good friends now. The first time we met was just like any other day; going through the motions and joining the group activities on time. It had been 3 months since being a part of the hotel on that day actually. It was that morning Charlie made this announcement saying that her dad was on the way here to see how things were going. It was nerve racking to say the least as I’ve never been in front of the King himself. But when introductions were made and small talk turned into joining the group activity we had planned that day. All the way up to him and me literally having a sleepover in my room; sitting at my vanity together while talking and sharing each other’s products we use. He made me laugh hysterically when I saw him put hair curlers on and he quotes “Whaaat~? They help give my hair its iconic style. Gotta look pretty for the public.” I was rolling when he placed his chin on top of his hands as he interlocked his fingers; batting his eyelashes for effect.

Ever since we would always hang out, thus making him come by the hotel more often. He really is good company. His goofball energy always knew how to cheer me up. We would talk about everything, including some secrets no one else knew. But lately, there’s been a secret that I can’t really bring up around him. I’ve kind of started developing feelings for him, which has became really conflicting. Before we met officially, I would hang around Alastor from time to time when I first became a part of the hotel. He was charismatic and polite when welcoming me to the hotel. We would occasionally sit on his balcony; having a cup of tea as we chatted about how our days went. We even had some very interesting and intellectual discussions on similar interests we shared. He went as far as showing me around his radio tower, which he never does to just anyone. It was even more of a privilege when he invited me to do a podcast with him. He told me that he enjoyed our conversations so much that he wanted to put it on the air. It was a lot of fun doing it too. After our podcast, there was surprisingly a lot of positive feedback. It seemed people really loved our views on things and wanted more. Soon through those 3 months, once a week, we had a podcast together and he called it “Radio Tea Time.” I thought it was clever since we started having these talks over a cup of tea.

Now here’s where the confliction of my developing feelings for Luci comes to play here. Since I’ve been doing these podcasts with Alastor, then just enjoyed in each others company after the show; I’ve also developed feelings for him too. Honestly, I don’t think I’m gonna get anywhere with Alastor to be fair. He never was interested in those sort of things to begin with. My best bet would be to pursue Luci all the way, but this part of me doesn’t want to forget my feelings for Alastor either. “Hey (Y/N), are you doing ok?” Luci snaps me out of my thoughts as I give him a reassuring smile. “Oh yes Luci I’m alright. I was just thinking about what I was gonna do after breakfast today.” He pauses for a moment to think of something. His face then lights up as he has a brilliant idea. “I got it! How about I take you and everyone in the hotel to Lu Lu World!” I look at him baffled by the tremendous offer. Seriously?! Lu Lu World?!?! I’ve never been there before and always wanted to go, but could never afford it. “For real?!?! You would take us to Lu Lu World?!?!” He grins sheepishly at me “Of course dear! I know the owner personally~” I laughed as I lightly punch him in the shoulder “Oh stop it you goofball.” He laughs as he then places his hand on the small of my back; directing me towards my bedroom door “Come on, let’s go tell the others on today’s change of plans.”

(Luci’s P.O.V)

I was pretty excited to show (Y/N) around Lu Lu World, since it her first time being here. Of course I was excited to spend more time with my daughter and all her friends at the park too. But to be honest, I really wanted to see (Y/N’s) eyes light up by all the amazing sights she was gonna see. As soon as we arrived at the entrance, she squealed in excitement like a kid in a candy store. Everyone and I had to chase her down cause she was so excited to ride some rides already. The first ride she wanted to ride first was the roller coaster call “The Second Death.” This ride is very popular to visitors so the line was super long, but luckily I’m the king so everyone and me can cut the line through VIP. The ride never disappoints with all its twists and turns. The ride will always leave your stomach doing loops, thus why so many sinners get sick afterwards. After the coaster, we then proceeded to the mini games that’s spread through out the park. I think (Y/N) enjoyed playing the games more than the rides. I even played a game with her cause she wanted the grand prize, which was a big stuffed yellow duck that wore a cute red bow tie. Of course me being the king I easily won it for her. “We have a winner!!! Here you go sir!!!” I take the duck from the imp behind the counter and hand it to her “For you, sweetheart.” She went all giddy and pulled me in for a tight hug “Thankyouthankyouthankyou!!!!!”

She then lets me go and heads towards the group; showing them what she has. A smile takes over my face as I watch how happy (Y/N) was right now. Seeing her smile is all the serotonin I need to keep going through this eternal life in hell. Since her and I have be really good friends since first meeting her; she’s always brought this glowing aura everywhere she went. She was always helping my daughter around the hotel whenever she can. Even when Charlie insisted that she could do it herself, (Y/N) always persuaded her otherwise to say yes to her help. Sometimes (Y/N’s) kindness would shine just as brightly as Charlie’s. They really were the definition of being the best of friends. “That was really nice of you dad!” I jump and turn to see Charlie standing behind me. “Ah Charlie! I didn’t see you there sweetie.” I straighten my coat and hat while dusting off my sleeves “I’m really glad that you found a friend in (Y/N) just like I do!” She smiles as she gives me a hug as well. “Any friend of yours is a friend of mine sweetie.” She lets go as she leads me back to the group as we continue onto the next ride. Sometimes I wish I was more honest with myself, especially with my daughter. I honestly don’t know how much longer I can keep this secret of mine.

In long story short, the longer I spent time with (Y/N)….the more I started to like her…..like….really like her. What do they call it these days? A crush? Yeah that sounds about right. But we have such a good thing going already; I really don’t want to mess anything up. Ever since Lilith and I separated, I’ve been scared to move on like this; thinking maybe she would come back. But since meeting (Y/N); helping me through some tough times and encouraging me to take care of myself; things have changed tremendously and I’m so afraid to take the next step. What if she doesn’t feel the same? What if this ruins our friendship if I decide to make a move? I don’t know what to do anymore!!!!

(Alastor’s P.O.V)

I honestly never intended to come to this wretched place they have the nerve to call an “Amusement Park” There’s nothing really amusing about it. Just simple lack luster thrills all for a ridiculous price. The only reason why I’m even here is because (Y/N) expressed interest on coming here. It’s fascinating really. We have so many common interests that we have expressed over our podcast; and yet here she is getting excited over something as simple as a theme park. Now that I find amusing. Her excitement is the only reason I’m still here; walking around this place along with a buffoon that calls himself a king. Watching (Y/N) run around; getting easily excited by one thing after another would be more entertaining; If Lucifer wasn’t following her around like a lost puppy. I will never understand how she can be “friends” with him out of all beings of hell. Husker I can understand. Angel is pushing it, but is fine. Even Charlie I can definitely understand, due to how much alike they are naturally. But Lucifer? He doesn’t honestly offer anything except the title, which doesn’t mean shit to begin with. I don’t know why this bothers me so much. These things usually don’t have me even taking a second glance at; let alone look its way. For some unholy reason, I seethe at the sight of Lucifer getting too close to (Y/N).

What is my deal?! I never waste my time on petty thoughts like this!! Why should I care?! Why do I care?!? This is not becoming of me!!! I need to focus on something else other than this. Just pretend that he’s not there. Focus more on (Y/N) and how entertaining she is. I soon then watch her grab the grand prize from Lucifer as she hugged him tightly for it. I grip my staff; almost bending it out of shape as I see Lucifer watch her walk away after the hug; him smiling as he looks at her….differently than usual. What is that look? What does it mean? WHY DO I STILL EVEN CARE?!?! I had a bad feeling this would be a bad idea to come. But something wanted me to, thus pushing all rational thoughts out of the question. That reason other than (Y/N) being amusing; I don’t know what else this feeling is. When I see (Y/N) being….close to Lucifer; I instantly want to kick his teeth in.

Why am I getting so possessive over (Y/N)?! I would never do anything like this for anyone!!! Yet here we are!!! I need to figure out things before I drive myself even more insane than I already am. Soon enough I will get answers to this conundrum, but right now I need to focus on how to keep my demeanor afloat while I’m still here.

[estrellami-1]

If I Should Stay

…I’m sorry. Not really. Also quick housekeeping: I will not be online pretty much at all for a month starting Dec. 15th. I don’t know how long this fic is gonna be; I’m currently writing part 41 (which is insane, how are any of y’all still here, I’m in love with y’all) and don’t have much time to write currently, and won’t have any time to write during the month I’m off. Hopefully this wraps up before I leave so it’s all a moot point, but I wanted to let y’all know early, just in case it does affect the posting schedule.

Part 1 | . . . | Part 36 | Part 37 | Part 38

“Oh, poor baby,” Eddie teases, absolutely delighting in the blush that pops up on Steve’s cheeks. “Is your best friend being mean to you?”

There’s a sparkle in Steve’s eye and a tilt to his lips that he can’t hide, even as he pouts and nods when he faces Eddie. “The meanest.” His gaze travels to his bowl, and his eyes suddenly narrow.

“I didn’t touch it,” Eddie swears. “Not after Allison warned me off.”

Steve sighs happily. “Knew you were good for something,” he tells his sister, moving to press a chaste kiss to Eddie’s lips before hip-bumping Allison as he grabs his bowl.

Allison squawks. “Excuse you, I made that food, you ungrateful brat!”

Just then Dustin barges in. “I heard food,” he says, making a beeline for Steve and his bowl. “Ooh, this looks good!” He helps himself to a taste, and Eddie and Allison watch with thinly-veiled amusement as Steve resigns himself to looking up, praying for death; whether for himself or for Dustin, no one could say.

“Dustin Clarence Henderson,” he starts, only to be immediately swamped by noise.

“Who told you that?” Dustin shrieks.

“You did, genius,” Steve retorts, pointing at himself. “Future, remember?”

At the same time, Eddie makes a funny little squeak noise. “His middle name is Clarence?”

“Shut up!” Dustin shrieks, resorting to swatting at Eddie’s arm.

“Ow, you little psycho, get off me! Steve! Steve, a small child is attacking me!”

Meanwhile, Allison is laughing hysterically. “Now I know why Robin kept calling you their mom!”

Steve spins around to stare at Allison, betrayed, only to have his bowl snatched from his hands by Dustin. “Payment for full-naming me,” Dustin says, mouth already full.

Steve groans, wipes a hand down his face, and intones, “I hate all of you.”

“Lies,” Allison says happily, “Lies and slander, you love us and can’t imagine your life without us.”

Steve flips her off.

Eddie grins at Alli, eyes sparking. “I like you.”

Dustin looks between them, lip curling. “Ew, dude, she’s way too old for you.”

Eddie and Allison look at each other before bursting out laughing.

“That’s not what I mean,” Eddie assures Dustin. “Trust me, I do not want to date her.”

Dustin narrows his eyes. “That’s… correct, but it sounds rude.”

Allison laughs again. “Don’t worry, kiddo, I know what he means, and I wouldn’t want to date him, either.”

Dustin narrows his eyes at Allison, then shrugs and turns to Steve. “Okay. What’re we gonna do about Dart?”

Steve sighs and runs a hand through his hair. “Well, he helped last time.” He winces. “Just, uh, keep him away from your cat.”

“Okay, but I can’t keep hiding him in my closet, dude.”

“I don’t know what to tell you, dude, it worked fine enough last time.” Steve sets his hands on his hips and stares at Dustin.

He huffs and spins on his heel, walking out of the room. “Whatever! Guess I’ll just keep him, then!”

A beat passes before Eddie looks at Steve. “It’s his tone, right?”

Steve starts laughing. “You say the exact same thing three years in the future.”

Eddie grins back at him, and Allison sighs.

Steve looks at her. “What?”

She shrugs. “Nothing, just. You two are cute. It’s fun to see relationships just starting out, y’know?”

Steve snorts. “Romantic.”

Allison raises a brow. “Like you aren’t?”

“…Touché,” Steve finally says.

Eddie grins. “Personally, I like seeing this sibling dynamic.”

Allison cocked her head. “Your uncle never had kids?”

Eddie shrugs. “I don’t think he dated much, t’be honest. And then I came along, and how’re you supposed to explain that to a date, right? So I think he just… stopped.”

Allison nods, impressed. “It takes a special kind of person to do that.”

“Yeah,” Eddie says, grinning. “He’s kinda the best.”

“I bet,” Allison says warmly.

“Steve,” Dustin calls, “how d’you work the TV remote?”

“The little shit,” Steve mutters again, walking out to help to the sound of Eddie and Allison laughing.

He sticks out in the living room for a few minutes, showing Dustin the remote and helping him pick a channel, before Eddie’s voice catches his attention. “Uh… Steve? Steve!”

He sounds worried, so Steve hurries back in. “What’s wrong?”

Eddie points wordlessly at Allison, who’s sitting still, eyes pointed at something off in the distance. As they watch, her eyes begin to roll back in her head. “No,” Steve whispers, then louder. “No! Allison!” He runs to her, taps her on the cheek, shakes her shoulders, does whatever he can think, but nothing works. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he says, looking around with wild eyes.

“Eddie,” he gasps, running back to the phone. “Robin- I need-”

“My number?” Eddie confirms, reciting it when Steve nods.

He waits impatiently for the phone to connect. “Hi, Mr. Wayne,” he says as politely as he can manage, though he knows his voice is thin. “Can I speak to Robin, please?” One more pause, then his voice breaks when he says, “Robin? It’s Alli. He’s got her.” He swallows, takes a breath, and says in a voice barely above a whisper, “Vecna’s got my sister.”

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[sassylovermongerbear]

Imagine Natasha coming back from a mission early. She's exhausted and want nothing more than lay in bed with her girlfriend.

She walks into the kitchen to found Wanda cooking and dancing with music playing from her phone. She hasn't see Nat arrive and keep on dancing and singing to herself.

The spy stays put and watch her with a huge smile on her face from how adorable the girl is until she can't take it anymore and need to be closer. So she starts making her way toward the witch and wraps her arms around her.

Except Wanda didn't heard her approach because 1) the music is really loud and 2) Nat has been train her entire life to be a spy she never make a sound when she move around, without realising it, it's just natural to her. So lost in her own little word, the witch got scared from the arms reaching for her react on instinct, having spend so much time training with Nat, she became a lot better at hand tot hand combat over the years. She grips the arm and flip the person over so they land on their back and prepare herself to attack. Her eyes wide in surprise when she recognise her girlfriend laying on the floor too stunned to do or say anything.

Wanda stays frozen for a second or two before she turns the music off with her power and get down on her knee next to the spy and start apologizing over and over again. Oh my god are you okay ? I'm so so sorry deka! Did I hurt you ? All while Nat stay down trying to process what just happened.

After a moment Nat finally came back to reality and just looks at Wanda before bursting out laughing. It's Wanda's turn to be frozen, to stun to speak cause she never saw Natasha laugh like this. Sure she already saw her laugh in the past but the redhead is more of amused smirk or light chuckle kind of girl. But this is nothing like it. This is a loud, hysterical kind of laugh that brings tears to the spy's eyes.

Soon enough Wanda joins in the laughter. The ridicul of the situation making it impossible not to join. Both laughing with tears in their eyes.

When they finally calm down Wanda help Nat up and immediately hugs her. She apologize again but Nat just keep smiling and told her that she would only accept apologies in the form of a lot of kisses and cuddles. That brought an other smile from Wanda who easily agree. She finish the food and takes two plates with them to eat in their room, leaving the rest for the others, and they spend the rest of the day in bed together cuddling, kissing and laughing.

Nat realize, as Wanda trow her head back laughing at something she said, that the witch was truly magical. Not because she could move things with her mind, hear people thought or even fly, but because everytime she's with her the redhead forgot about everything else. She doesn't think about her past, the people she'd hurt or the mistakes she made. She doesn't even think about the mission she went on a few hours earlier nor the exhaustion of her arching body. All she can think about is how much she loves Wanda, how happy and free the little witch makes her feel. She's the love of Nat's life and she decide right then and there that she would marry her.

As the spy listen to Wanda's story about how Clint got stuck into the vent again while she was away, she starts planing how she would propose and decide to go ring shopping the very next day.

[erii-ya]

‘If it’s you….’ Part 2

Killer x FemReader

Part 1

Content Warning: Violence, mentions of blood, bloodshed, death, void of emotions, killing

WC: 1,149

A/N: One Piece is the beautiful creation of the genius Eiichiro Oda-sensei. It has heavy *spoilers* for the Wano Arc since the context revolves around Udon Prison. Please remember that the flow of the story is just a fantasy in my head, and English is not my mother tongue.

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Hitokiri Kamazo, a criminal who worked under Orochi, assassinates people the Shogun deems punishable. His wanted posters were everywhere, especially at the Flower Capital. People were made aware to take extra caution at night when he’s lurking around any corner—a ruthless killer who finds joy in bloodshed. At least, that’s what the rumors said. Little did you know that the criminal would turn out to be someone you know. A person dear to you. Your thing of obsession.

Killer wails while laughing hysterically. He didn’t answer Kid, but tears streamed down his face uncontrollably. You’re even sure you saw him peek in your direction, but it happened too fast you couldn’t catch his gaze.

“What?! He’s the guy with the mask that was always with Jaggy?!” Luffy exclaimed. Oh yeah, you’re with your captain. You got so invested in what’s happening that you forgot your current situation.

Old man Hyogoro moved closer to you and Luffy, “You know him?” he asked no one in particular. Without skipping a beat, you said, “Yeah.” glancing over to the old man. “As you may already know, the redhead is also a captain of another pirate crew like Luffy, and the blonde guy…” musing back to Killer, “is his vice-captain.” You choked a bit on the last part. It felt like your throat ran dry. To be honest, a looming headache grows by the minute the longer you watch. You’re too confused, in rage, and keeping these intense emotions at bay is torturing you. It makes you wonder how you can still stay calm and collected when all the fibers in your body are screaming murder.

“Jaggy possibly tried to save him and their crew,” Luffy concluded. ‘Well, obviously.’

Eustass Kid may be known as a vicious pirate, but he’s a compassionate captain to his crew. Not that you’ll see it in public, but you’re one of those people who knew, if not the only one. Kid will do anything to protect his people, especially since his crew was with him in his highs and lows.

Hyogoro shakes his head sympathetically. “How cruel.” he started. “He was forced to eat the SMILE fruit that takes away one’s emotions. Only to be given a mask of laughter that can never be taken off.”

After hearing that, you swiftly turn towards him. “…the hell do you mean?! What – What Smile fruit?! What is this ‘being devoid of emotion’ thing about?! Explain!!” With an intent look in your eyes, you literally growled at the old man.

A sudden silence filled the air, and you weren’t even aware. Everyone in the area who heard your outburst is now looking in your direction. Your reaction made the old man so taken aback that he was speechless. Probably because he wasn’t expecting you to react that way. You grab onto his shoulder, practically shaking him too hard while you insist he answer you. Even Eustass Kid and Killer, who made a scene a while ago, focused their eyes on your direction.

Standing tall in front of your group, Queen decided to intervene and answer you instead. “Let me do the honors for you, boy.” smiling devilishly. “SMILEs are artificially made devil fruits. It intends to grant the consumer the power of animal transformation, much like a Zoan-type Devil Fruit.”

‘Artificially made devil fruit? That was possible?’ you thought.

Still, he continued, “However, the success rate of achieving the desired outcome of gaining animal powers after consuming SMILE is only 10%, thus considering those who successfully did as ‘Gifters.’ The other 90% who ate a dud…” Queen points at Killer as though to make his point.

“I mean, it’s not that bad, yeah? He may not gain any powers, but he gained an everlasting HAPPINESS!” as if to add salt to injury, roaring with mocking laughter.

All the other beast pirates guffawed at the remark.

You remembered what you saw on the light-scroll snail earlier about the citizens who laughed at the person who was executed. “So you mean to say those people laughing at the dead earlier was…” you spoke, waiting for him to say the obvious.

“Uh-huh, they ate a dud, too. Orochi probably did it; how he did it is beyond me, as if I care.” It wasn’t apparent before, so you thought poorly about the citizens, who also turned out to be victims.

Now it’s all clear...

....and that was your last straw.

Forcing people to eat a defective devil fruit, voiding them with emotions but constant joy, and capturing innocent people for them to do hard labor in this prison. You thought you already saw the unthinkable.

In Punk Hazard~

In Dressrosa~

But it seems evil exists in any other country. Not only is it constant, but the level of evil only escalates from one country to another. The longer you and your crew journeyed, the more you realized how revolting the world is.

You had your share of a dark past, and your soul may be frying up good in hell, but at least you don’t pretend to be good.

The emotions you struggled to constrain are now raging more than ever.

Hands shaking, you clenched your fists.

Resisting is futile, and you know that.

Now, all you see is red, and you’re already raring to go.

You took a deep breath, exhaled sharply, and then snorted, followed by a boisterous laugh. You laughed so hard you’re tearing while clenching your tummy. Queen and his men were stunned at your action.

On the other hand, Luffy…

“No good. No good. No good.” He hurriedly reached out to grab you, "Y/N!!" but it was too late.

Your right fist jabbed Queen’s stomach, sending him flying to the other end of the arena, dragging some of his men who were caught on impact. The next thing happened after another, and most of the beast pirates went down one by one.

Blood splattered all over the place as you go on a rampage. Blinded by rage, you walk the path of destruction. With everything you’ve learned and heard, you let your emotions get the best of you.

Luckily, Luffy quickly evacuated the prisoners. He was wary that this might happen after you discover Kamazo's true identity and what had happened to him.

In fact, he felt the same way as you, though not as intense to the point of killing. But that was a part of who you are that Luffy accepted with open arms. Your captain is not one to judge people; he also knows how deeply you care about Killer.

In reality, it’s not only because you care about him but because your deep affection towards the man becomes an obsession.

No one messes with your Milý and gets away with it.

Alive.

You swear, in the name of all things holy and on your damned soul, you’ll make sure to sweep this place clean.

Colored in red.

Continued in Part 3...

[criolla-star]

Overwhelmed (Vinny x Garmadon) part 38

(I suggest you check out parts 1-37 if you haven't already)

"There is nothing wrong with me at all! No one or thing is causing me to act like this!" Vinny responded as tears welled in his eyes. "Then what is?! You're the one that told me to open up about things, why don't you do it!?" The oni responded desperate for an answer.

"Not everyone opens up as easy as that not everyone really has a problem this is just how they are sometimes!" Vinny exclaimed, "Just because I don't tell you every single detail in my life doesn't mean anything has happened!" he added, Garmadon tensed up hearing that.

"I'm just worried about you, you were in the bathroom for a whole hour doing who knows what! Can you really blame me for worrying and thinking that you done this to yourself!" The oni yelled back. "I don't want hi-" Vinny was going to mention something Enji said but instantly stopped himself. "What are you so afraid of, why won't you tell me?!" Garmadon responded out.

"Stop with the questions...." Vinny said knowing very well if he said anything else he was gonna out himself about Enji. "Why should I?! I'm just worried for you and your health! Tell me, is this my fault!? Did I make you do this to yourself?!" The oni yelled out still presuming Vinny hurt himself.

"Maybe you did!" Vinny shouted out in reply, he had tears streaming down his face, the cameraman realised what he said and instantly covered his mouth with his hand. Garmadon tensed hearing that, "Oh great here I am back at square fucking one! So tell me how long have I made you feel so fucking miserable!?" The oni yelled out holding back tears at that point. "G-Garm that's n-not what I-"Vinny was cut off by Garmadon, "Well clearly I have some part to partake in your misery!" The oni replied.

"You're acting like I don't want to tell you! You're the first person I wanted to tell, but I can't because he'll hurt you!" Vinny angrily responded, he didn't think about what he said he just said it unaware he may have outed himself of a certain dickheads' existence aka Enji. "What do you mean? Who are you talking about?" Garmadon responded as his voice quieted down and became more worrying.

"No one, just drop it" Vinny instantly replied realising he may have outed himself. "Is someone hurting you?! Are they threatening you?!" The oni asked again, causing the cameraman to tense up, "That's not what I meant...." Vinny responded as he began thinking of a lie. "Yes it is! You clearly are hiding more than that from me because someone wants to hurt me!" Garmadon said.

"Maybe I am keeping secrets! But it has nothing to do with you other than you being threatened!" Vinny shouted angrily, he wasn't in a mood today running on 2 hours of sleep and having a dickhead torment him aka Enji was hell. "Who is even doing this to you!? You were perfectly fine before we came here!" The oni replied.

"I don't know! This guy comes ou-" Vinny was going to say something but he looked at Garmadon, Enji was standing behind him with a finger on his lips. The cameraman instantly shut up, "I...I just need some space..." Vinny said as he looked away, was Enji just everywhere was here there all the time and he didn't know. Garmadon looked like he was going to say something, but stopped himself and paused for a moment. "Fine....if you start getting any worse, don't expect me to ask...talk to me when you're ready....I'm sure my brother can get me another room if you wnat to be alone so badly...." Garmadon simply replied.

"W-Wait what? T-that's not w-what I-" Vinny looked back to where Garmadon was standing and didn't see him there he just left and closed the door. The cameraman tensed, "Way to fucking go! Here I am pushing away the only fucking sense of sanity!" Vinny exclaimed out before laughing out hysterically. "I'm so fucking dumb!" He added as he rested his head on the wall.

"Looking a little rough there buddy~!" Enji called out as he emerged from the dresser mirror.

(NAHHHH WE GOT THE ANGSTY ERA)

[comphy-and-cozy]

writer asks!!! 🕯️🛼🍄

send me writer asks!

🕯️⇢ on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that? generally between 6 and 8, depending on my mood and how the fic is going. I like reading through and finding better words, phrases, descriptions, etc. to convey the point and seeing the piece slowly start to come into its final form. but towards the end, like on the final few read-throughs it can get really tedious and at that point I'm usually kind of sick of reading the fic over and over again lol.

🛼 ⇢ describe your latest wip with five emojis 🧑🏻👩🏽👱🏼‍♂️💦🪽 why isn't there an eiffel tower emoji

🍄🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings okay this is not going to come as a surprise to anyone that i'm gonna write about a dream come true but this is something i've been wanting to incorporate and just haven't really found the place to do so yet so what better time than now

putting this below a cut!

as your relationship has developed from primarily physical into something more substantial (never just a booty call, though), your name has slowly trickled in to locker room talk

at first no one really knew enough to ask, save for dylan and andrew and shayne, who were there the night jt left with you—the only acknowledgement at practice afterward was a knowing smirk and a hearty pat on the back

but as time went on and he began to spend more time with you, little, sporadic mentions of you would filter into conversation

"comph, you going out later?" "nah, already have plans"

"who you texting?" "oh, just a friend"

until enough evidence had been gathered and it became all but spoken word: comphy had a girl.

he wasn't sure why, but he was hesitant to bring you around—not because he was ashamed of you, or unwilling to commit to you; in fact, it was quite the opposite, but he didn't want to scare you away by throwing you into something like that so quickly

so it started small: a double date with andrew and jenny, then a second with dylan and kenzy

and slowly, you met more and more of his circle—eventually attending your first wings event as his girl—and even began to form your own bonds and friendships with those around him

one of them, unexpectedly, is lucas raymond

several years your junior, it's an unlikely friendship, but you find a stride with him that feels so natural very early on

it started when jt asked you to meet him at the rink so he could take you to lunch after practice, and you ran into lucas trying to figure out where you were supposed to meet him

he introduced himself and explained jt was running late, deep in the throes of a conversation with newsy about the penalty kill

when jt finally made it down the corridor 30 minutes later, an apology waiting on his lips, he's quickly taken over by surprise at the sight of you and lucas laughing hysterically

soon, you're following each other on instagram and he's almost always the first person you greet at team events, offering girl advice and razzing him for being, well, a 21-year-old idiot

it progresses to the point where you find yourself paying more attention to him on the ice, too, #23 the second number you look for behind #37, elation filling your heart when he scores (even better when jt's involved)

and those times where he gets hit, knocked over, shoved into the boards, you're on your feet, heart frozen for the milliseconds before he stands up, brushes it off, and you breathe a sigh of relief

one time, the hit is particularly nasty, and before you have a chance to shriek, jt's there, his face contorted into rage, shoving the offender in defense of the young winger kneeling on the ice, getting into a nasty scrum that's inches away from a fight if not for the linesmen who interfered

needless to say, the emotions are high and later that night, and after some coaxing, jt manages to get it out of you—and realizes that you practically imprinted upon his teammate, maternally

his smile is slow, morphing into a grin, and you feel your cheeks go hot, ready to shove him for making fun of you

but instead, he says, "did we just adopt a kid together?"

[toadallytickles]

Got to celebrate Valentine’s Day early and all weekend at the Super Bowl tickle gathering!! Tons of fun as always! ❤️🏈

- Clay and I did everything we wanted to do this weekend! Like playing with certain people! Meeting friends in-person for the first time! I watched my very first Super Bowl game!

- We also met a few fans of our content! That’s always super flattering and awesome! Happy we met some of you!! 🥰

- I was quite switchy this weekend, usually I lee, but this time I equally lee’d and Ler’d~. Definitely have special cravings for certain tickle boys hng~. 🍽️

- Got to be switchy with someone I usually play with at gatherings.. I love being tickled by them.. but wrestling them and tickle-dominating them was so much fun too.. especially when they’re bigger than you…. Their reactions .. so fueling unf im feral… I also got to introduce them to the position where their wrists are cuffed behind my back, so I have easy access to a ton of upper body spots~. 🥴💦

- also we got walked in on while they were sitting on my back tickling me ….. 🥴🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤💦 i love being caught~

- then Clay and them GANG TICKLED ME WHILE I WAS HIGH EEE!! (〃˘▽˘ ʃƪ)*:・ﾟ✧♡ (even tho I was actually really shy and embarrassed about this like it was so gross omg like 🙄 let’s not remember this please)

- A c t u a l l y, I Ler’d more than lee’d.. Clay got tipsy Friday night, I was high. He was curled up in blankets and I just felt like being mean to him 1. because I can, 2. I knew he wouldn’t and couldn’t fight back, so I tickled him into this ticklish lil ball.. he was extremely ticklish to light tickles.. his laughter was so high-pitched and giggly.. so funny, I couldn’t stop laughing at him and torturing him~ 🤭❤️

- oh yeah we found out there was a dispensary nearby so we got edibles~ :)c

- I somehow found the confidence to wear 2 different crop tops (in one day lol).. very shy about that but I got a lot compliments~ :)c ❤️

- And then no one can do anything more embarrassing during a session than me now, I’m still cry-laughing about it honestly: Clay and I were playing, he already made me cum once and then was overstimulating me with the Hitachi.. I have an amazing second orgasm but I wet-fart basically in his face during it, and then I actually squirt unexpectedly but it’s just yellow against the white hotel sheets (and I wasn’t drinking enough water) .. so I pretty much peed the bed…. our session ended after that LMAOO, but we’re both laughing, and Clay’s glad I’m laughing instead of crying. I clean myself up and then Ler him~. On the drive home, I think about how much of a green flag that is in our relationship and as play partners. Anyone else, I’d be mortified. But with Clay, it’s hysterical and now another fun memory~.

- Lastly, I’m just really happy with how this gathering turned out for me because I could apply my growth and what I have learned at past events and kink classes to curate my experience! It’s been a lot easier navigating kink communities when you know yourself, your boundaries, and what you’re looking for~. 🥰

[chaisshitposts]

EYELASHES/🍓 ANON POPS UP RANDOMLY

Here is a little detox questions for you because you deserve it for the hard work 😔✨

1. OOOO your MBTI?

2. What's your favorite season? Like a season that makes you melt in bed 🏃🏃🏃 (only me?)

3. Favorite singer? And their favorite song?

4. ANY FUNNY SCENARIO HAPPENED THAT IS STILL IN YOUR MIND?

5. If you had the ability to posses one power, what will it be? 😗🧐

6. Do fishes have thirst for water 🧍

(yes that last one was random and had me thinking nonstop like wtf do fishes drink water orrr-)

ANYWAYS LOVE U AND TAKE CARE, YOU DESERVE THE WORLD

aw :( ty 🍓 !!! you're v sweet, these are some fun lil' questions :D ya should tell me yer own answers if ya get the chance, I'm curious !!!

1- I honestly have no idea 😭 I took the test a couple times before bc I kept forgetting cause all those letters are hard to remember and I still don't remember!!! heh im sorry 👉👈

2- melt in bed... that sounds so funny 💀 I'm a fan of winter!!!!!! I love the chrimuth decorations and the cold weather bc I like to get all warm and toasty, plus I like to wear the sweaters I crochet/knit throughout the year

3- favorite singer... That's a hard one indeed 🤔 I listen to all types of music that makes my brain go brrr especially music with lots and lots of bass, I think my favorite type has to be hard metal screamo rap music simply because headbangin' is somethin' I do to stim when I'm overwhelmed with hefty emotions. 🧍 my favorite song that I'm currently hyperfixatin' on though is 'I love you hoe' by odetari & 9lives, I don't care for the lyrics but I really enjoy the 'spacey' feelin' I get when I listen to it... Kinda like that one song where people had this belief that it made people do their homework faster I think it was somethin' like... 'i can run faster with no wind resistance' or something, but the beat was so wiggly I have to find that song again... I JUST LOOKED IT UP-- the song is literally called 'no wind resistance' holy shit 😭

4- sigh... for some reason, I can't keep myself from laughin' when I hear someone pourin' liquid??? I used to have a thermos (I need to buy a new one) that I would fill with hot black/green tea and then whenever id pour the tea into the lil' cup I would giggle hysterically like some crazy person 😭 I think it's hereditary however, cause this morning I was drinkin' coffee near my mom and I have a tendency to 'slurp' from my mug and she kept gigglin' when I would slurp from it 😭 she also laughs when things are poured. the autism is strong in the family ngl. I even laughed RN at the memory of pourin' a cup of tea ._.

5- oh ya already know I'm gonna have my mailtda powers manifested soon 🧍 I'm talkin' telepathy, spell castin', teleportation, levitation, all that shit, but I do not want the ability to mind read bc that does not sound fun. hmm... pyrokinesis could be fun too

6- you'll have to ask 🐠 anon for that one 💀 bUt!!! I did learn a terrible fact today about dolphins! did y'know that dolphins terrorize pufferfish so that they can get high off the chemical that the pufferfish release in defense of predators? they throw the pufferfish around with the use of their teeth and stuff, tossin' them up and around, even above water, and then they like know when they need to stop gettin' high before the chemicals become lethal. there's enough poison in one pufferfish to kill 30 human adults but dolphins just love gettin' fuckin' HIGH!

im sorry for the ramblin' but if there's one thing to be told about me... I talk way too fuckin' much despite bein' an ambivert with a heavy lean towards bein' an introvert 🧍

[toomanyacorns]

Hit Me Right | Eddie Munson x Y/N[fem]

Summary: Eddie meets the girl of his dreams at a show at the hideout. She plays bass, smokes cigarettes, and hits him just the right way. 

[Note: This part is Eddie's perspective. It's pure fluff cuteness because he is a soft boy and we all know it. Also this hasn't been edited so if you see typos, no you didn't ]

|Part 1| Chance Encounters and Others Like It

“Woah, who are they?” Gareth yelled over the commotion at the bar, motioning his friend’s attention to the stage just a few feet away. Eddie glanced up from his drink, staring past heavy eyelids at the dimly lit platform. It wasn’t often that another band would play after Corroded Coffin. Usually the boys would finish out the night, signaling the drunks of Hawkins to find their designated drivers (god willing they had one) and treat their impending hangovers at home. It had been long enough since their set that half the band had already gone home, leaving Gareth and Eddie alone among the crowd. 

The stage lights were still dim as a group of four sauntered about the stage. In their silhouettes, Eddie could see a tall man with long, heavy dreadlocks. He was followed by another man with mid length curly, blonde hair. The blonde took his place behind the drums while the other worked quickly to adjust the strap on his electric guitar. After a short moment, another person, a girl this time, stomped her way across the stage. Her heavy boots juxtaposed her flowing black dress as she walked. Her hair hung shaggy around her face. In the dim light, she almost looked like Joan Jett. He might have thought she was if it hadn’t been for the fact that Joan Jett would never play in a place like Hawkins. Eddie watched as she threw her bass strap over her shoulders, plugging the instrument into the amp by her feet and testing it with a few lazy chords. 

The lights suddenly lifted. The soft yellow turned blood red. He didn’t even know the lights could change color like that. He made a mental note to ask for red lights when Corroded Coffin played again next week. In the red glow, one last person skipped up the stage steps. She was exceptionally tall with long black box braids. They whipped around her body with every motion. With a quick glance to her bandmates and a nod received from each one, she took to the mic.

“Hello Indiana!” The girl yelled into the mic as if she was in a stadium of thousands instead of a good dozen. “Thank you for having us! We are Sin Creeps In!”

Suddenly the room was filled with a heavy drum beat. It shook Eddie’s chest in a deep, guttural way. Soon it was paired with an equally heavy guitar. Eddie could feel the moment the bass came in. His eye shot to the shaggy girl wielding her heavy black bass. Her head hung low and bobbed with the low beat of the drums. Eddie could feel his heart adjust its own beat to match her fingers dancing along the strings. Even when the singer began her song, drawing the attention of the entire crowd, he couldn’t seem to look away. This girl, bassist, had commanded his everything, as if she had singled him out and said “look at me. Only me.” 

“Holy shit!!” Gareth gasped over the chaos of the Hideout patrons. He pulled Eddie from the bar to stand only feet from the stage, joining the few men who still had hair in their wild headbanging. The music had carried into the parking lot, beckoning loiters back to the stage. Soon, the room filled with the scent of smudged out cigarettes, sweat, and alcohol. 

...

“That. Was. So. Metal!” Gareth screamed, shaking Eddie’s arm in his continued rush of adrenaline, “I think I’m in love. That singer!” 

“The singer? What about her!” Eddie pointed unapologetically at the bassist, staring directly at Gareth with blown out eyes. Both boys were painted in sweat, eyes wide and grinning like fools. Gareth scoffed as if the question had deeply offended him, causing Eddie to laugh hysterically at his shorter friend. When he finally pulled his eyes back to the stage, Eddie’s breath caught deep in his throat. 

She was looking at him. Her eyes danced with amusement in the now soft yellow lights. She let her gaze fall from his eyes, to the hand he still had pointing at her, and back again. He let his hand fall then, dramatically straightening his posture, a deep red blush crawling up from under his shirt collar. He swore he could see her laugh before turning away and dashing off stage, arm in arm with the singer. 

“I need some air after that, man. Do you need a smoke?” 

With a quick nod, both boys pushed through the chattering crowd, out through the stage door leading to the side of the building. Finally they both drew in a long, deep breath. The chilly fall air replaced the scent of the bar that still stung their noses. Eddie pulled his leather jacket tighter around his body, sliding his hands deep into the pockets and digging for a cigarette. When his fingers found purchase, he focused into his other pocket in search of his lighter. Nothing. He dug into his front jean pockets, then his back. Nothing. 

“Shit. Man, do you have a lighter?” Eddie begged, holding his cigarette between his teeth.

“No? Don’t tell me you forgot yours?” Gareth whined, “I might cry if I have to drive home with you when you haven’t had a cigarette.” 

“Shut up man, that’s not helping.” 

“Just bum one off someo-”

“Hey!” a voice called from further into the parking lot. The girl with the box braids jumped off the hood on a rusty red Wagoneer, hands waving wildly in the air. “Over here!” Eddie watched as Gareth’s face switched between different shades of pink as he watched her theatrics. Without a word of question, both boys jogged over, cigarette bouncing between Eddie’s lips.

“You guys were with Corroded Coffin right? We showed up right before your set! You were amazing!” a gummy smile spread across the singer’s lips, “You’re the drummer, right?” She cooed down at Gareth. He stood a good foot shorter than her. Watching them interact made Eddie chuckle. 

“I’m Kat.” Eddie couldn’t tell if she was talking to Gareth specifically or the whole group, “This is Jay, our drummer, and Zach, our guitarist.” She motioned to the two men leaning against the Wagonere. “-and this is Y/N, our bassist.”

“I’m...I’m, uh…I’m Gareth” He stumbled, “This is Eddie, our guitarist.”

“Do you need a light?” Y/N called from where she sat on the hood. When Eddie met her gaze, she took a long drag on her cigarette, letting the thick smoke rise into the cold night air. The vapor of her breath mixed in thick billows with the smoke before floating off into the breeze. Eddie nodded, thankful and entranced, before making his way to sit beside her. The chain on his belt clanked against the red metal as he scooted back to match her posture. She held out a silver Zippo lighter, igniting it and holding the flame to his level. He met her in the middle, catching the tip of his cigarette to the flame. He groaned, leaning into the inhale, his nerve endings suddenly much more relaxed and completely aflame all at once. 

“Needed that bad huh?” She laughed, taking another small drag, leaning back onto her palms.

“You are my savior right now.”

Y/N laughed, Eddie eye’s snapping to her face. This was the first time he was really seeing her. She was illuminated by the only street light in the parking lot. Her eyes nearly disappeared when she laughed, her nose wrinkled and her eyebrows raised. She threw her head back, exposing her neck, dotted with a few stray freckles. If he were allowed, he could sit there and count them, over and over and over and-

“Hey man, I think you are being ditched.” Jay interrupted his thoughts from the other side of the car, motioning at Gareth who was halfway inside the passenger side of Kat’s Accord. 

“That was quick. Looks like he’s getting lucky tonight.” Zach snickered, nudging Jay with a smirk like a cheshire. 

“Shit. Well, saves me gas money I guess.” Eddie frowned, “Still have to pack up some of the amps, apparently by myself…but hey, gas money.” 

 

“Do you want help?” Y/N questioned, flicking the bud of her cigarette to the gravel lot, smudging it out with her boot. “Save you the gas money and the bad back.” She smirked, already walking back toward the stage door. Eddie clammered from the car hood, dashing to catch up with her long strides. 

“You don’t have to do that! I’m going to be a minute anyway, one of my strings snapped and I have to restring my guitar.” 

“That’s fine. I can help with that too.” 

“I have old strings in my case that will do for now, it’s oka-”

“Seriously?” She spun on her heel right before entering the stage door. “You are going to use old strings? Yeah, no. Not happening on my watch.” Before she could open the door, Eddie twisted in front of her, using his back to push in open, motioning dramatically for her to enter. 

“So here’s my idea-” She started, tutting as she approached his guitar. It was obvious which one was his. She had fawned over the dramatic red pattern that plastered its surface when she watched Eddie play earlier in the night. He had been too focused on his solo to see her leaning by the side of the stage, watching his fingers fly across the frets. “I have strings. You can have them. I’ll even help you string them. And-” She smiled to herself, dragging her bottom lip through her teeth, “I’ll make you dinner!” 

“What? This sounds like a kidnapping plot?” Eddie laughed, collecting two small amps in his arms. 

“Here’s the catch. Kat was my ride home. Jay and Zack are terrible drivers. I would rather spend the night here than ride with them. So you have to drive me home. In exchange, I’ll help you pack up, and when we get to my house, I’ll give you strings and my famous homemade grilled cheese.” Eddie melted immediately at the guilty smile she gave him. He had known this girl for just over an hour but he could already feel himself twisting around her finger. 

“How do you know I won’t kidnap you?” He joked, making his way back to the stage door. This time she zipped in front of him, holding it open with the same dramatic flare he had. 

“Because you seem sweet. Metalheads are always softies.” Eddie could feel another blush creeping up from his collar. “Also, I have mace in my boot and I know how to use it.” She shrugged, flashing him another toothy grin before disappearing back into the building, grabbing her bass and his guitar. 

Genuinely didn't think I would post this but all two of my braincells are stupid and impulsive. So here we are. I hope you enjoyed!

[cutiepisenpai]

Summary: Part 3 of Undertaker has a new guest in his shop a young woman who had drowned in the lake.

Warnings: dark humor, teasing, flirting.

A/N: Part 1 , Part 2, Part 4 Part 5

Undertaker sits at his desk at the front of the parlor pretending to be looking over forms while actually watching her sweep the front although he would prefer if she left it alone. But she no longer sweeps the cobwebs down or dusts the shelves up front at least, too keep for the eerie atmosphere.

"It's a peculiar thing really…" She says and he looks up at her. "A person choosing to spend their life in a place like this." 

"Is that so?"

"Why do you choose to live amongst the dead? What made you decide to become a mortician?"

"I was interested in the after. What comes after death?" He answers honestly.

"There is nothing after death. Once the soul departs the body the corpse will rot unless preserved. But it's nothing more than that."

"If you truly believe that, then how exactly are you here?"

"I’m not sure but perhaps my soul never departed from my body."

It was truly insightful. Undertaker hadn't considered that a reaper hadn't done their job and reaped her soul or decided that she was amongst a small group of humans destined for more and thus granted a life after their natural death would occur. 

"Perhaps you are destined for greatness." Undertaker quips. 

"There is nothing great about me. I'm nothing more than an ordinary person."

"My dear you are anything but ordinary."

"Again with the teasing.” She sighs.

"I'm being simply truly sincere.”

"Since you're so interested, what do you think precedes death?" She asks.

"Perhaps the possibility for more life."

"So reincarnation?"

"Not bringing back the soul but the body. Once the soul is gone there is no getting that back but perhaps the corpse can begin to move again, to live." He ponders.

"How?"

He hadn't realized he was answering and speaking so openly. Almost forgetting his long kept secret. 

"Although you are probably correct, nothing more comes from humans after their soul departs this world."

"Oh come along now. I wanted to hear your thoughts on the matter." She whines.

"There is nothing more to say my dear."

"What if I pay your fee? Would you have more information for me then."

"How very unlike you. Did you not say that it was strange that I accept jokes as payment for information?"

"So you don't want to hear my joke. I've never told you one before and I thought you would be 'dying' to hear it."

He starts to laugh at her obvious pun. 

"Alright dearie, you win. Let's hear it."

Hmm, I believe I already heard you laugh, shouldn't that be equal payment."

"You would deprive me of true laughter based on some ridiculous technicality." 

"Fine fine, I suppose I can play nice today. Do you know why skeletons won't fight each other?.... they just don't have the guts."

He is silent for a long moment and she frowns thinking he didn't find her joke amusing until he falls to the ground laughing hysterically. 

"You don't have to humor me. I know it's not that funny but I figured you would get a kick out of it."

"No no my dear that was quite a humorous joke. Have not heard that one yet."  He says getting up off of the floor. "Alright then dearie go in ahead what information would you like from me?"

She had almost forgotten why she told him the joke in the first place. "Ah yes, you were talking about the possibility of reawakening a corpse right?"

Undertaker takes a seat behind his desk looking at her quizzically. She becomes curiouser and curiouser with each passing day. He just can't seem to grasp a full understanding. First she shows up dead and then is somehow alive. She has never seemed bothered by the dead or topics of death. She did not laugh when he would hide inside of coffins but she was also unfrightened and rather unamused by most of his antics. The only things he did that seemed to bother her are the few occasions of accepting his form of payment if he happened to be dealing with a guest's family members. Could he really tell her about his plans, about his secret work. Would she understand, would she reject him and run away? He wasn't ready to learn the answer to that just yet.

"It's just ideas really. Doesn't that sound fascinating being able to revive a once living being. Save them and their loved ones from the pain and separation that death brings."

"Can't say I understand. The thought of living being natural means sounds more like a punishment than a blessing."

He knew very well how cruel immortality could be. Growing to know and love people only for them to be taken away. Perhaps if he was still human he would share her sentiments.

"It would be a terrible fate for anyone to suffer. Living on watching people die time and time again." He says with a sigh.

"And yet you chose this dying profession."

If not for the mischievous look on her face he would think that was an unintended pun.

"You are a treasure humouring an old man like me."

This was her chance to tease him, walking up and leaning over to look at his covered face. 

"Are you sure that you are in fact an old man?" She brings a hand to cup his cheek and moves her face ever so closer to his. "You don't show your entire face but I don't think you have the face of an elderly man." 

"So it's your turn to tease me with false flattery dear?"

"Were you by chance pulled from an icy lake. Perhaps I'm not the only one ‘frozen’ in time."

He grins wider, leans forward so that their nose practically touches, "Now just where have you been hiding all of these lovely jokes all this time."

She scrunched her nose before responding which he found just so adorable. "That's a secret.

[hellbornhades]

The Greene + Gyles Family

Part 1:

It's Moving Week for Sean and Rosemary, though both of their families don't seem to care too much. Especially Rose's. It hadn't even been a week with the two friends living in their apartment before Rose's parents wanted to drop by!

Rose: "What are you guys doing here?"

Kenneth: "What do you think? We're here to celebrate our baby girl's first apartment in the city!"

Rose: "Dad, this is only temporary, you know this. I still want to move to Brindleton and start a farm! Grow things, and be happy and quaint AWAY from the city."

Kenneth: *chuckles* "You were always a big dreamer. I just hope an old fellow like me will get a chance to see you achieve your goals."

×××

Meanwhile, outside of the apartment Sean found his mother slinking around the lobby while taking the trash out. She seemed pissed and really uncomfortable. He let out a sigh and went over to help her.

Sean: "Deep breaths mom, you know what your doctor said about anxiety and the such."

Lois: *follows her sons wishes and takes a deep slow breath before exhaling* "Yes, yes. I remember."

Feeling uncomfortable by his mother's distance, Sean decided it would be best to just stay quiet and keep his mom calm.

×××

As the weeks go on, Sean finds himself really enjoying Rose's late night talks. Like... A lot!

Rose: Can you believe that people think vegetables have feelings the same way as animals? I was at work when I heard this and couldn't stop myself from laughing so much, I ended up with the Hysterical Moodlet.

Rose starts chuckling, remembering the incident. Sean laughs with her, but his eyes lingered on her face for a moment, staring at her full lips as she continued to laugh.

×××

Rosemary being the kind person she is decided that she wanted to surprise Sean with a friendship bracelet. Of course she knew they were well above that age group for such childish things, but it also didn't stop her from wanting to make some anyway.

Rose: "Sean! Come here I wanna give you something!"

After some convincing, Rosemary and Sean were able to commemorate their friendship with cute colorful bracelets!

Sean: "This is just like when we were kids!"

Rose: "Then you should remember our chant from when we were kids."

Both: "TOGETHER FOREVER AND EVEN IN SPIRIT!"

And again Sean got that stupid look on his face again.

Rose: "You okay, Sean? Don't tell me your going t-"

Before Rosemary could even finish her sentence, Sean had already made his move.

Until he realized what he did.

Sean: "Crap, uh, Rose, hey.... Uh... I didn't-"

Rose: "Oh, Sean, don't worry too much. It was perfectly fine~"

That morning, though Rosemary isn't ready to tell Sean yet, she can confirm that she has fallen head-over-heels for him.

[daerklina]

the story of house of the dragon will never be about both teams being wrong. This will always be about patriarchy judging women by their genitals, denying women’s rights to rule, Dance of the Dragons is about the greens who stole the crown from rightful heir aka Rhaenyra because she doesn’t have a dick.

team green is the most deranged team and hightowers are the most deranged family in westeros. I mean…on their side we have a r@pist and usurper, a grown ass kinslayer having beef with 14 years old Lucerys, weirdo who’s personality is all around blood and cheese (sorry not sorry but it is the truth), hysterical religious fanatic and her father. They’re not as united as the Blacks and they would never be a good ruler, a r@pist who usurped the throne would be a death sentence to all women despite the fact hotd is already settled in middle ages and women’s position in society is so bad.

And Rhaenyra is the one who could bring stability to the realm and would improve the laws and would give more rights to women.

1) Alicent, on the contrary was always a person that thought women has some obligations, she always thought that using her religion to judge people is okay, she even forced Rhaenyra to pray once (it was shown in a tv series), removed all Targaryen banners from the palace in KL and put that damn star of the seven

this religion in question:

(also allows IN A LAW to beat women)

when Rhaenyra said that she’d rather serve as a knight she only laughed at it, like…gurl that’s ur friend, don’t you want to support her a little bit, no?

2) terrible slutshaming

at first otto stalked Rhaenyra, told that to viserys, of course with only goal — disinheritance of Rhaenyra so his shitball grandsons would be the new heirs. Then alicent yelled at her and actually forced Nyra to swear by the memory of her mother Aemma that Daemon never touched her, called her “spoiled” which is one of the most famous patriarchal terms to control women to make them a broodmares and sell them into a marriage. And people blaming her for lying to their beloved woman for trump are as disgusting as greens themselves.

Nyra was bullied and harassed for YEARS until she left with Daemon and her kids to dragonstone. greenies knew perfectly well that she had no one to protect her, Harwin couldn’t do that for obvious reasons, Daemon was in exile, Laenor was with Qarl + he also wouldn’t stand against queen and a hand of the king, Viserys was in no condition (that man’s flesh was literally ROTTING off his bones)

3) a egon? I have nothing really to say about him, he’s a r*pist and a child abuser who forced his own bastards in a child fight club just to entertain himself

4) aemond.

A grown ass man with a largest dragon beefing with a little kid with a small dragon.

And all of this over an eye, that Lucerys took from him and it wasn’t even his fault. aemond attacked Baela and Rhaena in the most violent way, threatened to kill Rhaenyra’s kids, insulted them, choked them, beaten them.

Luke should’ve taken both of his eyes in fact🤭

5) Daeron? who? does he even exist?

6) greens pretend too much that they’re morally superior but the most vile things that were made during the Dance were made by the greens. Alicent didn’t raise her kids at all and neither otto did. Of course it Viserys’ fault too but most of the time their kids were growing he was ill. aegon and aemond became fucking savages, not Luke and Jace as alicent told (over pig joke that was made by aegon btw). The only morally wrong thing the Blacks did was blood and cheese but still it was a revenge for Luke’s death and greens completely deserved it.

I hate green stans acting like a morally superior people, blaming Daemon for all sins when he only tried to protect his family and marry the woman he loved.

[hancockstan]

I posted 379 times in 2022

19 posts created (5%)

360 posts reblogged (95%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@letmebegaytodd

@commonwealthbankofmaccready

@jinglyjangly

@fallout-lou-begas

@myfalloutgals

I tagged 41 of my posts in 2022

#fallout - 7 posts

#fo4 - 7 posts

#fnv - 6 posts

#not fallout - 6 posts

#benny - 2 posts

#hysterical wheeze laugh from me - 1 post

#specifically thinking about big boy - 1 post

#but instead of caravan - 1 post

#to be clear everything is the same - 1 post

#he’s playing glads obviously - 1 post

Longest Tag: 102 characters

#i feel like if he was an older/less attractive dude villain fuckers would have still gotten him though

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Holy shit I’m really seeing people argue that Joshua Graham is a morally good person. What fucking year is this?? Getting 2012 tumblr vibes tonight folks.

16 notes - Posted June 18, 2022

#4

Fallout fan confession, I love "Jingle, Jangle, Jingle" as much as the next person but growing up around horses and working with them really makes me cringe when I see them. The song slaps but the whole spurs aesthetic is ruined for me. Like, take the time to properly train your horse! You don't need the spurs I swear! Don't want this to cause controversy in the horsing community so none of you better let this post breach fandom containment.

18 notes - Posted June 6, 2022

#3

Look what my friend gave me today

28 notes - Posted May 16, 2022

#2

I see your “don’t mistake my distaste in causing harm for an inability to do so” and raise you “don’t mistake my hard-fought self restraint for a lack of near blinding desire to hurt people who’ve earned it.”

63 notes - Posted January 23, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Man, I finally watched Goncharov for the first time and it’s crazy how so many spy/thriller/action movies have made obvious references to it that I never picked up before. Like that scene in Atomic Blonde with the umbrellas is just like the end of the second act when Goncharov realizes that Nickolas has betrayed him but still has to keep working with him so that his sister that runs the chop shop won’t back out of the deal with Sterling’s crew. And I only now realize what a clever twist atomic Blonde had on that scene since obviously the average person already knows the beats of Goncharov even if they never saw it, just through pop culture osmosis. So when she ultimately fails to protect Spyglass it comes as a double shock to the audience who has already seen a million parodies and references where this scene goes right for the protagonist. Also the end of the movie where Goncharov and Ivan are driving out to the middle of the wilderness and both of their actors are actually sleep deprived and suffering from carbon monoxide poisoning is more iconic the Jack Nicolson in the Shinning. Sorry not sorry.

129 notes - Posted November 20, 2022

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[libra-stellium]

My recent Venus transits!

Description from Planets in transit - Robert Hand

Venus trine Pluto (Apr 1 - Apr 5)

Transit intensifies your emotional expression and makes relationships more intense

It's already 4/16 and I swear I'm still feeling this lol leading up to the eclipse on 4/8 I remember thinking about "omg....am I happy..??" bc I was feeling joy randomly like walking around smiling type of shit lmao and at first I was like omg this is embarrassing but then I looked back to exactly a year ago and I was definitely cosplaying joy oops but not anymore!

Under Venus-Pluto love is not an intellectual abstraction, it is felt and expressed through the mind, emotions and body

So real! I go through periods where I don't listen to music and then I remember music exists and I get obsessed and I could feel every single song and I was telling everyone about what I was currently loving lol I also started getting back into fandoms and like being part of the group excitement feels so great!

Transit is capable of producing profound and useful psychological insights, don't be afraid of them

My pluto is in the 9H and I was having a lot of thoughts about religion lol I'm not religious at all but I was thinking it's so crazy how in the same weekend I was thinking "wow...religion is probably the worst thing to happen to humanity!" One of my friends was getting baptized to dedicate her life to the lord like...omg lol and I was talking to my aunt about religion too bc in 2020 when everything was closed she had literally been a completely different person mentally, a better person, and the only change was that she wasn't going to church and now she's back and her thoughts are insufferable to me again lmao

Venus opposite Sun (Apr 5 - Apr 8)

Transit introduces pleasantness into your life through good times, agreeable relationships, sexual attraction and friendship

This transit was such a fun time! Been feeling very happy and it was the weekend and the day of the eclipse and I after the eclipse went exact! I was talking to a lot of my friends more than usual and we were cracking jokes the whole time lol tears streaming down my face jokes lmao

The problems you'll confront are overindulgence, lack of self discipline, and unwillingness to work

Yeah I did overdo it at happy hour 4/5 and felt like shit 4/6 lol and I looked at my budget app to see I ordered food every single day from 4/1-4/7 and I was like omg that's embarrassing!

Venus trine Jupiter (Apr 10 - Apr 14)

One of the best transits that brings grace, ease, and pleasant social interactions

Loved this transit! I have venus sextile jupiter natally so as a native venus-jupiter girlie I was thriving! It was great how easily I was making people laugh lmao I love that so much!! I was with friends on 4/13 and had a great time even tho the event we were at tried to scam us! I even made one of my coworkers laugh lmao I'm remote so it was over email and she said "that is hysterical!!!" to a joke I made about our case I was so proud!

You may meet someone who will be of great service later

Idk if it counts as "meeting" but I had a meeting with my mentor on 4/11 and she connected me with someone over email and we scheduled to talk in june lol hopefully the "great service" is her helping get a new job!

There may be a romantic interest throughout the day but transit isn't strong enough to bring about a major relationship

Thissss!! Okay when I wrote out the transit I was about to leave this out bc I have not been dating and I've only been hanging out with my own friends if I leave my apt lol but on 4/13 my friend's sister invited some of her friends and this guy was so obvious with his crush on me lol he wasn't my type but it was adorable how he was like intrigued by me saying basic things and the place didn't have a lot of seating and after getting a drink I came back to the table and he like jumped up to let me sit LMFAO ngl i love when men are obsessed with me like this

Transit benefits financial interest, good day to invest in entertainment, leisure activities or the arts

I finally got paid that half of my check that was missing! And it worked out so perfectly bc I kept my money in my checking and didn't transfer it to my credit card in case they didn't pay me again and when I saw I got paid i transferred it immediately on the same day my card statement closes and usually the bank takes days to process but they did it in less than 12hrs and my statement closed at $0!! love that for me lol

Not a good day to start things that require a lot of energy, you may be inclined to sit around and do nothing

I was chilling on 4/14 watching TV and tiktok and then my bestie and I made some event reservations for our trip!

Venus opposite Venus (Apr 12 - Apr 16)

Pleasant transit, you feel at ease with yourself and self-indulgent, which is fine as long as you don't have work to be done

Real chill time! I'm starting to look around like....it's suspicious i'm not doing anything

You are likely to buy some expensive frivolity on a whim or an expensive pasttime only to regret the cost later

The only thing I bought was the amsterdam city card thing and a flight to come back home from NY lmfaooo that better not be what I regret later! The flight we bought we got first class seats only because the economy ticket plus paying for a bag was $10 less than first class lol that's a no brainer to me!

[thetruedragonslayer]

The True Dragon Slayer Chapter 1

Hwan, the true dragon slayer… or is he?

Today was a rainy day and I was working till 8 PM since Erin had to go to the hospital to see her grandma.

I sent a voice memo to my sister that she could order the food already.

We wanted to try these new chicken wings, from a BBQ shop that had recently opened. 

And where my father wanted me to apply for a delivery job since it would’ve paid so much better.

I was still sitting in front of my locker, with my phone in my hand. I checked the time and went back to the aisle, we had so much stuff to put on the shelves.

The store owner had accidentally ordered more products than we could put out and now Doyoon and I had to be very careful and smart about it.

“Hey, do you know where this goes?” I showed a new noodle cup to my co-worker, “because it all looks the same to me.”

Doyoon, who had to keep an eye on the checkout as well, shrugged and took out his phone.

"Man, I don't know it either," he replied, "do you know when Erin will be back?"

"Nope, and you can ask that yourself," I pointed at his phone, "you're obsessed with her, you know. Erin this, Erin that."

Doyoon put his hand on his chest and gasped. 

"I am not!" 

"You kinda are."

"Excuse me, where can I find chicken wings?" a girl appeared next to us. 

She was glued to her phone and didn't seem to care, at all. 

"We don't sell them," Doyoon replied, "but-"

"But you can find them down the street, a new restaurant has just opened," I interrupted him and smiled. 

"Ok," said the girl and left the store, still on her phone.

"Oh my god, she's just like you!" I sarcastically add and go back to sorting the products. 

Suddenly, I felt something brush against my legs and looked down, just to see a brown cat run towards the boxes I'd gotten earlier. 

He knocked them over then jumped on the candy shelf, knocking those over too. 

"Hey, asshole!" I shouted and ran after the cat, "you can't be here!"

The cat grabbed a potato chip bag and winked at me. I shook my head. 

I must've been really tired, there's no way he actually did that. 

"Doyoon, help me!" I ran after the cat, who was zig-zagging across the store, knocking over everything which made it harder for me to catch him, "Doyoon!" 

I jumped over the boxes and the cat had dropped the chip bag and was heading towards the entrance. 

"You are dead, you hear me? Dead!" I yelled and nearly ran into a customer. 

Fuck Doyoon, he really didn't care about anything besides Erin. 

The cat was running down the street, towards a market and I picked up my speed, I wasn't gonna let him get away, I wasn't gonna give up. 

Oh great, a festival! 

There were many people celebrating on the street. They were dancing and laughing and singing. 

It felt like the cat had picked the worst route on purpose, just for me to give up. 

I bumped into a man as I was following the stupid animal. He dropped his boxes and started cursing at me. 

I apologized and quickly helped him pick them up. 

Then I looked around and realized I'd completely lost him.

He could've ran to the station or even up the hill. 

I scanned the place and then sat on a bench, next to a hot dog booth. 

I put my head in my hands and started laughing. This whole thing was just so ridiculous!

I was chasing a stray cat! And for what? 

A bag of chips? It was just a cat, not a person.

I probably looked like a maniac laughing hysterically, but I didn't care. 

At this point, I didn't care anymore. 

I shook my head and started walking back to work, which was two blocks away. 

I had run two blocks- what a workout. 

Doyoon was probably still on his phone. 

The things were probably still on the ground. 

The store had maybe looked like someone had robbed us. 

I was probably the one to clean it up.

I wanted to check the time but had forgotten my phone. 

I checked my apron's pocket just in case but it wasn't there. 

All of a sudden I was knocked out and everything turned black.

"Hwan, over here!" I heard my sister call me but it wasn't my sister, it was a small girl. 

"Coming!" I shouted back and ran towards the girl and a woman, who looked like my mother. 

When I reached them I had realized it was indeed my sister and my mother. 

But my mother was dead. She died 10 years ago. 

They were both smiling at me and the woman had her hand out.

"Let's go, dear," the woman said, "your father is waiting."

I was scared to move.

"Who are you?" I asked, nearly tearing up.

"C'mon, let's go," the woman wanted to take my hand but I pulled it back.

"I asked, who are you?" 

"Hwan, dad's waiting in the car," the girl pulled me. 

Why was I taller than her? And why did the woman look like she was sick?

"How was school?" she asked. 

"School? I graduated last year!" I stopped, "where are you taking me?"

"Did you talk to your teacher about your idea?" she continued, "I really hope she likes it!"

Then I realized what was going on.

It wasn't a dream, it was a nightmare. 

It was just the day before my mother was taken to the hospital.

The day before the doctors actually diagnosed her with lung cancer. 

What was my mother doing, pushing herself to come and pick me up? 

She could've stayed at home or had dad drive her to the hospital. 

Only now I'd noticed how weak she looked. 

"I'll help, c'mon," I felt someone lifting me and it was my dad. 

My old dad threw me over his shoulder and was carrying me like I was nothing.

My mother, my sister were walking behind us.

I had no idea where we were going.

"He's light as a feather, for a tall fae," my dad spoke in English.

"He's not a faerie, you know," my sister replied, "he's a human!"

My parents started laughing. 

"A human? And I'm the queen!" my mother, who was now wearing a tavern worker's dress, had replied. 

"What's he really? Is he a wolf?" my dad asked.

"No, he's not a wolf either," my sister looked down. She seemed sad for some reason.

"He's a maple tree sprite!" she then put her hands on her hips and stuck out her tongue.

"Oh, really, a sprite?" my dad sarcastically replied, "I heard they can get drunk quite easily. Where did you find him?"

"He's a friend of my brother," my sister quickly replied.

"What… the…hell," I slowly opened my eyes, just to see a boy with cat ears staring at me. 

I slowly blinked, still wondering if I was dreaming or not. 

"You're awake!" the boy lit up with joy, "I'm sorry for knocking you out. I didn't mean it," he spoke in English.

I squinted and then noticed who was driving the carriage with two white horses.

It was a small woman with pointy ears and a tavern worker's dress. 

Her blonde hair was in two braids and she had light blue eyes. 

I scoffed. "What kind of fucked up dream is this?"

"Oh, I haven't noticed this language before! Are you far from here, lad?" the woman asked. 

"Lad?" I switched to English as well, "who are you calling a lad? 

"You, of course, silly!" the boy nudged me, "I wanted to take you home but accidentally hit your head while helping you out of the bar."

"Bar?" I still wasn't following.

"Oh, poor boy. You have to be careful next time, Alex," the woman said and made a left turn on the street. 

The buildings looked like the ones next to our home but had a medieval touch to them. 

I slapped myself, hoping I'd wake up from this weird dream. 

"Hey, have an apple!" Alex gave me a green one, "these are really good."

"I'm good, thanks," I pushed his hand away, "where are you taking me?"

"Home," Alex smiled. But he also seemed to feel guilty about something.

Just like my sister before when she was walking behind me. 

There was something so similar between these two, but I couldn't figure it out yet. 

"We're almost there," said the woman, "make sure to make him soup for the headache."

"I will," Alex looked away, "thank you so much."

I pinched my arm and still nothing. I tried to think of other ways to wake up. Like maybe having someone else to knock me out just like before. 

And was Alex the one who tackled me? 

Or was it someone else? 

The carriage stopped in front of a brown, mansion-like house made out of bricks.

There was no way I was going there. 

"Let me help your friend," the woman hopped off and turned to me. 

"I can help myself," I got off the carriage and wiped the dust off my pants. 

"Again, thank you so much!" Alex said to the woman and waved. 

"No problem, kiddo," she waved back and took off. 

I was eyeing him and he took a step back. 

"I-I can explain!" he hid his face behind his brown tail, "i-if you let me!"

"I'm waiting," I tried not to start yelling at him and crossed my arms instead. 

"Well, you're in Aveldon," Alex mumbled. 

"Ave what?" I frowned, "speak up, I can't hear you."

"Aveldon! It's… it's a kingdom in Richelworth," Alex was trying to keep eye contact, "and it's ruled by Queen Herbivia, she's a demon and-"

"You have got to be shitting me," I interrupted because I've had enough,"look, whatever prank you're playing, please stop. I'm tired and I wanna go home." 

"Alex? Alex, is that you?" a woman came running towards us. She had the same cat ears and tail, brown hair and was wearing a blue dress with a white apron. 

She hugged him tightly. "Oh, what trouble have you gotten into now?" 

"Mom, I'm fine!" Alex tried to push himself away but she was squeezing him.

"I've brought the True Dragon slayer here, look!" he gestured to me, "I know it's him!"

"Oh, stop it already!" she spoke in a language I've never heard before, "you know it's a tall tale!" 

It sounded like English but not quite.

The woman eyed me up and down. 

"He does look a lot like Adam,but I'm sure he's just as confused as you are."

"I can understand you," I said to my surprise, "wait, how can I understand you?" 

The woman gasped. 

"Alexander!" she took off running towards the house, "Alexander!" 

"You can understand it because it's your true language,"Alex's eyes lit up, again, "you are home! This is your true home!" he clapped. 

My head started pounding and I looked around, not listening to his babbling. 

I saw an old green car which looked like it was from the 1920s, but that wasn't enough. 

I needed to find a taxi or a bus or even a train- anything that could've taken me home. 

Then, a brown horse caught my eye. 

It can't be that hard to ride a horse, right? 

Right? Now's the only time to learn. 

I ran to the horse as fast as I could, hoping I was much faster than some weird cat boy. 

"Wait!" Alex shouted after me but I didn't look back.

"Please, wait!"

"Fuck you!" I shouted and almost reached the horse.

Suddenly, I heard a deafening screech above me and looked up in confusion. 

It was a black dragon with blood red eyes. 

Then, I felt blood dripping from my nose and before I knew it, everything went black.

Again.

I woke up in a strange room which looked like a hospital but I wasn't sure anymore. 

But like a medieval type of hospital room, as I've seen in movies.

The drapes were white, the windows were tall, the walls were brown and the bedsheets were gray. 

There was a water glass next to me and my apron was on the brown chair. 

I was surprised I still had my own clothes. 

When I reached for the glass, my ears started ringing and I covered them. 

I tried to take deep breaths but the ringing got worse. 

"Young master?" I heard someone say. 

The ringing stopped. 

"Are you feeling better?" I saw a girl in front of me, holding a wet towel, "I'll put this on your forehead now." 

She had one of those old hospital worker's uniforms and a white headpiece to cover her orange hair, but still, I did notice her pointy ears. 

Did everyone here have pointy ears?

I pushed her hand away and she flinched. 

"Sorry," I threw the blanket off me, "I think I have to go now."

"A-are you sure?" her eyes widened, "you have to rest!" 

I stood up and she took a step back. 

"I'm feeling better," I replied and headed for  the wooden door, "goodbye."

The door closed on its own.

There was a dark, long hallway in front of me.

There were torches and old paintings.

The first painting that caught my attention was a woman with long curly blue hair and a violet, crystal crown. And dark blue horns. 

I was starting to think that maybe I traveled back to the 12th century. At this point, anything was possible. 

But then again, the horns were so out of place. 

I recalled all the fantasy games I've played and guessed she might have been a demon. 

Or a goat. 

Or a goat-demon? Satan?

No, that was too obvious.

Maybe I was in a coma? 

But Alex said he knocked me out, so what was really happening?

I saw two guards, both dressed in red uniforms,  walking towards me and I turned around to look at a painting of a man with long dark blue hair. 

He had a crown as well but no horns. He didn't have anything unusual, at all.

I waited for the guards to pass and then ran for the door. 

The first thing that I noticed was a tall brick building with a white car in front of it.

The car looked like it could've been from the 50s. 

"Great," I said out loud. I still must be dreaming.

I looked around and saw several old English style buildings, most of these could've been straight out of a movie. 

Where the hell was I? England? 

I tried to read the signs but they were all in this weird language which for some reason I could understand. 

The first English sign I saw was "Town Hall 1km".

Wasn't the brick building a town hall? It sure looked like it.

But where was the train station? Or bus station? Did they even have buses here?

My ears started ringing again and I covered them, trying to stay calm. 

The next thing I saw was a half eagle half lion heading towards me, making the loudest noise I've heard in my life. 

I was ready to shit my pants at this point, but I wasn't going to do that. 

Then I noticed an open market and ran towards the selling booths, only to climb under an empty table and pray for my life. 

I really hoped that the beast couldn't reach its claws at me. 

And I really hoped that it belonged to someone like a pet and they would come after them. 

The beast screeched and hissed, trying to reach me like I was its last meal. 

Was I ready to become bird food? Is this how my life was going to end? 

It hissed again and nearly caught me but I pushed myself up against the wall, holding back tears. 

"Hey, buddy," I spoke softly, hoping it would understand me, "I'm not going to hurt you. You have to trust me, okay?"

The beast huffed and continued. 

"Look, I'm your friend," I smiled.

He didn't like that and let out a loud shriek again. 

"Listen, you dumb bird, I am literally not gonna do shit, because I am very scared of you, so please, leave me alone," I had lost my patience. 

His brown eyes turned darker and he took a few steps back. 

Then, he ran straight into the table and pushed it off me. 

Yup, I was gonna die. 

"Pippin!" I heard a woman shout.

"Pippin!" 

The eagle-lion turned around and ran to a brunette woman, dressed in the same red uniform as the guards earlier. 

"Pippin, leave him!" She was stern. 

Pippin followed the woman and I closed my eyes, trying to pinch myself awake again. 

I wondered if anyone had gone looking for me.

Probably my sister but then again, she didn't care enough. 

And my dad, he couldn't walk very far because of his legs. 

"Excuse me, are you alright?" a soft voice spoke. 

I opened my eyes and saw a blonde girl with blueish scales on her neck. What the hell was she? 

"Y-your eyes! They are yellow!" she gasped and wanted to say something but a boy similar to her, pulled her away. 

"What?" I frowned and crawled out under the table. 

I looked around and noticed a shop. 

It seemed like a jewelry shop and headed straight for it. 

"Hello, welcome to-" the man paused, "you-"

"Uh, yeah, hello. I'd like to see a mirror," I looked around. 

There were many different crystals, jewelry. These people really loved their jewelry.

"A mirror? What kind? The all-seeing, past tales?" the man coughed, "fortune mirror?"

"Uh, a regular one? I just need to check something."

The man had crystal blue eyes and a few tattoos on his neck. His red hair was in a ponytail and he was wearing a black vest, a white shirt and black pants. 

"I'm sorry, but are you Adam?" the man asked and handed me a mirror with a silver frame, "you just," he sniffled, "you look just like my old friend."

"I'm not. Sorry," I took the mirror and nearly dropped it after I saw my eyes. 

They were yellow.

"Are you sure?" He was holding back tears. 

"Yup," I gave him the mirror, "thank you." 

I left the shop. 

Why the hell were my eyes yellow? 

There seemed to be a festival here too. Was everyone celebrating? 

Colorful ribbons and confetti was everywhere. I saw many people drinking and dancing.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" a girl apologized as she bumped into me.

She had pointy ears and violet hair with a lily in it. And a long white dress.

"It's nothing," I tried to smile, not to freak out about my new eye color.

"Here, have this," she put the lily in my hair, "you're gonna need it more than me," and ran to her friends who were in the same dress as her.

I looked at the flower. It was much smaller than the lilies I've seen. 

It had a blue glow and a greenish undertone. 

Suddenly, three girls ran towards me and one of them put a blue flower crown on my head.

It was made of the same lilies. 

They were singing a song in that weird language. 

I clapped with them, playing along.

As they closed their eyes to sing their hearts out I threw the crown on the ground and ran away from them.