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sassysweetstories · 5 years

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isolated

Request: " Hey! I have a teen wolf request where reader is part of the pack and has been best friends with Scott and Stiles since childhood. But lately she's been isolating herself from the group. Even at pack meetings she doesn't talk much and is almost always on edge. She's struggling with suicidal thoughts, too, but doesn't tell anyone bc she doesn't wanna bother them & doesn't think anyone really cares that much. ++ ++Somehow the pack figures out what's going on and they all remind her how important she's to them and there's too much fluff. Also, if you could slip in some Isaac x reader into all this that would be amazing. Sorry this is so long. And if you're not comfortable writing this, it's fine. Love your writing! :)”

Ship: Isaac x Fem!reader

Warnings: fluff, minor kissing, suicidal thoughts, mentions of depression, angst, self-deprivation, etc. *WARNING READ AT YOUR OWN ACCORD*

Tagged: @bailey-hoover @kiralivelove @thalia-prior-of-ravenclaw@anamcg317@bellasett @queentiffanyyy @archer-whovian-violinist @beingmadinwonderland @princessisabelle19@violence-and-velvet@lachicadelamanzana @teenwolfbitches2

Notes: none of these gifs are mine, credit to the owners.

Third P.O.V

Strange how something as bright as the sun cannot alter the attitude of a person. The beaming warm energy seemed to be sucked up by the clouds, its darkness far more superior. How accurate.. (Y/n) pondered to herself as she lazily pulled her limp body out from under the sheets. There was little to nothing motivating her to go to school. She could lay there all day if she wanted to. With a faint sigh, she knew that the three people she cared about the most wouldn’t allow such a thing to happen.

(Y/n) would never get use to the stir of the high school. The zoo like energy left her exhausted and she had only just entered. Scott and Stiles came bumbling in seconds later with the energy of two excited puppies and she couldn’t help but smile softly to herself. Scott handed her one of his many apples while Stiles’ Cheetos covered fingers dove back into his backpack to look for more snacks. Nothing says a healthy breakfast like Cheetos, apples and pop-tarts. (Y/n) had the tendency to ‘forget’ to eat breakfast and the boys would always bring enough food to share between the three of them.

Once they dropped her off to class, the boys sprinted across the school to get to their own course lectures. Almost immediately, the loneliness settles in, drowning her out. Her first class comes around and she wants nothing more than to leave. Lydia doesn’t acknowledge her presence as (Y/n) takes the farthest seat in the back, too preoccupied by her lipstick and mirror to look at anyone else in the room. Not even her teacher sends a warm smile her way as she normally would. “Look at that. Nobody cares about you.” A dark, menacing voice chuckles inside her head. She does her best to ignore it but (Y/n) can feel it growing, bubbling up inside until she explodes.

Go talk to Allison. Allison is nice! She’s always been good to you. She attempts to balance out the bad with a little good. But when Allison runs into Lydia and some other girls, she’s taken away, not daring to put up a fight when (Y/n) calls for her. “Useless. Nobody cares about you. See, she didn’t even bother to acknowledge you.” Her heart falls to the pit of her stomach as she pulls her books closer to her chest, feeling small and worthless as the dark thoughts continue to plague her mind. Curling her fingers around the binding, the young girl finds comfort in the feeling, calming her momentarily.

Isaac notices the interaction, about to join her by her locker when Coach called him for rounds. Cursing under his breath, he ran over to the group. He had noticed how (Y/n) had been smiling less each day. How her laugh wouldn’t echo throughout the hallway or the lack of energy each room had without her presence in it. To him, she was the sole reason behind a lot of things. And without it, the world seem to turn grey and cold. Isaac hoped he could slip out early to catch her and make her smile, just once. That’s all it took to make him swoon for her.

But (Y/n) went home and tossed her work to the side. When she wasn’t in an environment that demanded anything from her, she refused to put any effort in. School or not, her motivation to do much of anything declined rapidly. The weekend went by excruciatingly slow and as each day came, the pack began to notice the behavioral shift in her. Two meetings in a row, not a word left her plump lips. Not like it would matter anyway.. She thought lowly to herself. (Y/n) felt useless in the presence of others, especially around the people who she believed to be her friends.

What was the point of doing this each day? (Y/n) pondered as she stared off out the window. I don’t bring anything to the pack meetings. They don’t seem to care about me or what I do? My parents are disappointed in my grades and lack of energy.. My friends don’t talk to me anymore. What’s the point? Why am I putting so much effort in for nothing in return. Nobody cares about me.. Whether I’m alive or dead.. She sighs to herself. A small tear slipping out from underneath her mask, falling gently on the paper.

“Miss (Y/L/N)..” A gentle voice asks.

She looked up to see Mrs. Abernathy, the English teacher waddling over to sit in the chair in front of (Y/n). Though Mrs. Abernathy had wrinkles around her eyes and cheeks she was an absolutely stunning woman. Her eyes crinkled at the corner when she smiled. This is a woman who’s had a long life and wears her age with pride. And spoke to the kids as she would her own grandchildren.

“Miss (Y/L/N), class is finished. It has been for about five minutes, dear.” Her voice is soft and warm.

Sniffling, she began to pack her bag. “I’m sorry, ma’am.. I didn’t realize.. I’ll get going-”

But before she could stand up, Mrs. Abernathy took her by the wrists and looked deep into her eyes before saying, “Hun, if you ever need anything, please let me know, okay? Things can get really hard in life but there is always someone there willing to listen. I’ll see you for class tomorrow. Now go get some food while you can.”

(Y/n) was taken back by such a intimate conversation. She had always been close with her English professors. They always seemed to understand what she was trying to depict in her writing and did exceptional in the course. But this was unlike anything she’d ever felt before. It was just the right thing she needed to hear. The faintest bit of reassurance managed to push her through the grueling day. Suddenly her phone buzzes and she can’t help but groan.

From Batman: Pack meeting tonight- Scott’s place @ 7 p.m

Later that evening, she dressed in the same sweatpants and sweatshirt she’d worn to bed for the past three nights, oddly still clean. (Y/n) didn’t plan on staying that long, not like they’d notice if she left early anyways. But when she opened the door, something felt different. Stiles rounded the corner, took her hand and dragged her into the living room. For the first time in weeks, everyone was looking directly at (Y/n) instead of through her. Isaac and Scott sat on either side, smiling reassuringly as Isaac laced his fingers through her hand.

“W-What is happening..?” Unaccustomed to the beady eyes staring back at her.

Scott glanced at everyone in the room and then back at (Y/n).

“This is an intervention of some sort.”

Confused, she tilted her head before looking back at Isaac and Stiles for clarity.

“What the doofus is trying to say is-” Stiles begins but Isaac cuts him off.

“That we know about how you feel..” He pauses momentarily, looking for the right words before continuing. “See, as werewolves, we can sense each others emotions and I’ve noticed how your aura emulates a sense of sadness, depression and anxiety.. I should have noticed it sooner.. But this meeting pretty much is-”

Scott interrupts, “Basically, we want you to know how much we love, appreciate and care about you. Without you, we would be dead meat and you save our asses constantly. You’re the glue of the pack and we’ve all been shitty friends to you-”

Stiles jumps in, “Actually I’ve been great, I can’t say the same for the rest of them but he has a point. (Y/n), you are my best friend and it breaks my heart to see you sad. You are so fun and gentle and kind and you always know how to make people feel better-”

This time Lydia of all people jumps in, “That’s true. I’ve been a shitty friend and I should have spoken to you more. I have no excuse for lack of communication but what Stiles is saying is true. You are so bright and amazing and always seem to make me laugh, especially when I’m trying to be serious. That in of itself is a feat.”

Isaac squeezes (Y/n)’s hand, smiling down at her. “You literally light up a room, ya know that? When you smile, you outshine every star in the sky. Your laugh is contagious and you are so empathetic. No matter what someone’s done, you always seem to see the best in people even when we can’t. We’d be completely lost without you, (Y/n).”

Tears fall down her face before she can even process what’s happening. Scott places his hand her back while Isaac pulls her into a warm embrace.

“T-Thank you..” Her voice cracks.

“Tonight is about you!” Allison smiles, taking (Y/n)’s hands in hers. “Stiles ordered your favorite and we are watching all of the Star Wars movies. We also have popcorn, snacks and blankets. We love and appreciate you so much, (Y/n).”

The young girl looked at all the people who stood around her. And for the first time in weeks, a genuine smile crept up onto her cheeks. That evening, with their bellies full, she put her head on Isaac’s shoulder while Stiles and Scott sat in front of her on the floor, throwing popcorn at each other. Never in her life did she feel so much love and happiness in one room. Curling up closer to Isaac, (Y/n) knew her smile wouldn’t leave her that night. And that’s just the way she liked it.

(I hope you guys liked it! PLEASE COMMENT)

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writingfortoomanyfandoms · 4 years

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Courtney’s 4K/Quarantine Writing Challenge!!

So, not only did I hit 4,000 followers a little while ago (thank you all so much again for that!) but we’re also all stuck inside for the foreseeable future and I know we’re all bored out of our minds (or at least I am) and I don’t read anywhere near enough fics as I should (and as I want to) so I figured since I’m going a Write Fest on my own blog to celebrate 4K (I’ll link it here if you want to check it out) I thought I could extend that to all of you guys as well!

So yeah, writing challenge, premise is pretty simple, I’ve hosted a couple before (lowkey flops but we move), you read the rules, abide by them, pick a prompt and a character and you write!

As always with me, I’m a nerd and so the prompts are split into categories - there are song lyrics, book quotes, comedy quotes and film quotes to choose from!

I hope you guys want to join in with this! I love reading what you guys write and this could be a really fun way to just keep us all moving and inspired over the next few months :)

The Rules

1) You don’t have to be following me but it would be nice because I’m lonely and want friends plz

2) If your piece of writing is over 500 words, please use the ‘read more’ feature

3) Reblog this post to get the word out (and tag anyone who may be interested!)

4) It’s going to be one person per prompt but if needed I can add more prompts

5) Smut is fine but please leave warnings as appropriate (THOUGH NO UNDERAGE CHARACTER SMUT THANKS)

6) On the back of that one, no inappropriate pairings pleaseeeeee

7) Also please make sure you leave appropriate warnings at the beginnings of fics if any sensitive subjects are brought up (e.g. mental health etc)

8) Ships and OC’s are welcome

9) Tag me in your writing!

10) Use the hashtag #Courts4KWritingChallenge

11) If you want to enter send me an ask with the prompt you want and the pairing you’ll be writing it with

12) The deadline for this is 15th July (this can be extended if y’all need it)

Characters/People/Pairings

1) Any of the BoRhap dudes and their characters

2) (BoRhap!)Queen members (Freddie only platonically)

3) The Hargreeves Children (older!Five only)

4) Richard Madden (+ his characters)

5) Taron Egerton (+ his characters)

6) Rocketman!Bernie Taupin and Ray Williams

7) Smosh Members

8) Jake Gyllenhaal (+ all his various characters)

9) Chris Evans (+ his characters)

10) Sebastian Stan (+ his characters)

11) Any of the 5sos guys (poly!5sos fics also both welcomed and encouraged)

12) Stranger Things peeps (Steve, Billy + Robin/their cast counterparts)

13) One Direction guys (Niall, Harry + Louis)

14) Pevensie children

15) Sex Education (cast + characters)

Prompts

Song Lyrics

“Wake up sunshine, somebody loves you” - Wake Up, Sunshine by All Time Low

“When I take a look at my life and all of my crimes you're the only thing that I think I got right” - Lover of Mine by 5 Seconds of Summer ( @angiefangirlworld-2 w/ Ashton)

“Kiss in the kitchen like it’s a dance floor” - Sunflower Vol.6 by Harry Styles

“There'll never be another, I promise that I'll love you for the rest of my life” - Black and White by Niall Horan ( @unn--known w/ someone from 1D)

“Let's keep each other safe from the world” - Lucky People by Waterparks

“Never wanted to be the boy next door, always thought I'd be something more” - Drowse by Queen

“And when I touch you I feel happy inside, it's such a feeling that my love I can't hide” - Hold Your Hand by The Beatles ( @flick-ofthe-wrist w/ Roger Taylor)

“It’s hard to think you could ever hate me, but everything's feeling different now” - Too Young by Louis Tomlinson

“All I can do is say that these arms were made for holding you” - 18 by One Direction

“I waited for her call - she always kept me waiting” - The Girl at the Rock Show by Blink-182

Book Quotes

“I am so busy keeping my head above water that I scarcely know who I am, much less who anyone else is” - The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath

“Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do you start missing everybody” - The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger

“Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for the present at all.” - Brideshead Revisited by Evelyn Waugh

“I have measured out my life in coffee spoons” - The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S. Eliot

“As far as I’m concerned, I came out of the womb spouting cynicism and wishing for rain.” - Solitaire by Alice Oseman

“We cross our bridges as we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and the presumption that once our eyes watered.” - Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead by Tom Stoppard

“Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are.” I Am The Messenger by Marcus Zusak

“I love her, and that’s the beginning and end of everything” - The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Flitzgerald

“I just want you to know that you’re very special and the only reason I’m telling you is that I don’t know if anyone else ever has” - The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chebowsky ( @coupscarat w/ Damien Haas)

“Was there some kind of rule against drop kicking arseholes in the face? Probably. They always had rules against things that needed to be done” - Made You Up by Francesca Zappia

Comedy Quotes

“You have to treat everybody’s views, no matter what they believe, with respect” “What, even idiots?” Outnumbered

“Well you shouldn’t be prejudiced against fat people, thin people… men who have turned into women, women who have turned into men, gay people, ginger people… people from Liverpool” Outnumbered

“Stand back kids, this school’s insurance policy doesn’t cover blown minds” Bad Education

“Do you think you could stop being so cheeky?” “Do you think you could stop asking stupid questions?” Outnumbered

“I spend my entire life around people. As much as I would like to, it’s almost impossible to avoid them” The Inbetweeners ( @queen-bunnyears w/ Ben Hardy or Sebastian Stan)

“We’re very hufflepuff here, wouldn’t you be happier in slytherin?” Fresh Meat ( @adrenaline-roulette w/ Ben Hardy)

“What’s the best way to make friends?” “Tell a woman you love her, and she says ‘I think we’re just friends’” Jimmy Carr, Jon Richardson

“There’s four things you can be in life: sober, tipsy, drunk and hungover. Tipsy is the only one that you’re not crying” James Acaster

“What’s that on your shorts?” “Oh - it’s called excitement” Smosh

“Full disclosure - I could just be an arsehole” Smosh

Film Quotes

“To me, you are perfect” - Love, Actually

“I wish I knew how to quit you” - Brokeback Mountain

“If you start crying, I’m gonna have to pretend to start crying” - Gifted ( @beysenpai w/ Chris Evans)

“I’m with you ‘til the end of the line” - Captain America: The Winter Soldier ( @mamaskillerqueen w/ Steve Harrington)

“Most of the time I just want to staple things to her head” - Bridget Jones’ Diary ( @hardforbenhardy w/ Ben Hardy)

“We’re family. We believe in each other. That’s everything” - Bohemian Rhapsody

“Look around: this guy basically lives in a clue board” - Knives Out

“Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind; don't assign me yours.” - Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

"What I'm saying is--and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form--is that men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets in the way." - When Harry Met Sally ( @acdeaky w/ Ben Hardy)

“You’re loved and have been loved. You’re one of the lucky ones” - Irreplaceable You

#5 seconds of summer #calum hood #ashton irwin #michael clifford #luke hemmings #ben hardy #roger taylor #harry styles #niall horan #louis tomlinson #Richard Madden #taron egerton #chris evans #sebastian stan #stranger things #jake gyllenhaal #courts4KWritingChallenge

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mycasandstarrs · 6 years

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SPN 8x02: “What’s Up, Tiger Mommy?”

THEN: Dean’s back from Purgatory. Dean had some assistance from a vampire in getting out. Cas didn’t make it out. Kevin, our new reluctant Prophet. The demon tablet and the vital info it has.

Chicago, Illinois.

Box #1.

An “extremely valuable” bone.

This bank teller was so sweet.

RIP bank teller. Killed by Mr. Vili.

“Is it too much to ask if we can swing by and check on my mom?”

"’Swing by?’ It's a day's drive in the opposite direction. You know that, right?”

Come on, Dean.

“He's [Crowley] probably got the place stacked with bodyguards right now, protecting her so that when you do show up, they'll pounce on you both.” That’s a fair point...but come on, man. Let the kid see his mom.

“Can you really not understand why I want to make sure she's okay?” Kevin got you there.

Neighbor, Michigan.

Mrs. Tran!

Dean can pick out all the demons: the mailman and the gardener.

RIP demon. Killed by Dean.

RIP other demon. Killed by Sam.

(Some poor bastard had to find those bodies.)

:’)

Backwards exorcism, NICELY DONE SAM!

RIP Eunis/demon. Killed by Dean.

“Mrs. Tran, your friend was possessed by a demon.”

“Have you ever seen ‘The Exorcist’?”

“Is that what you've been doing all year – watching television?”

pfft.

“Prophet of the Lord, huh? It does have a nice ring to it.” It does!

Kevin already knew that Sam and Dean wouldn’t be able to convince his mom not to come.

“It's not my soul I'm worried about. It's my son's.” Like a good mother. :’)

“Kevin, you want to back us up here? Came all the way down here to pull her out of the fire, and now she wants to jump right back in.”

“Like I can tell her what to do.”

The Trans gotta get tatted.

ohhh

“What, like it's my first tattoo?” YAS, MAMA TRAN’S A LEGEND

Tattoo time!

Mrs. Tran’s getting tattooed like a champ!

I love how she holds out her hand for Kevin to hold. How sweet.

Laramie, Wyoming.

“All right. Positive thoughts.”

Welp. The power of positive thinking did nothing. The tablet’s gone.

Sam and Dean suited up quick.

Clem Smedley.

We’re gonna good cop/extreme bad cop this one.

Purgatory Flashback!!

“Where’s the angel?”

OOOHHHHH.

I’M MCLOSING IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

RIP monster. Killed by Dean.

What a great scene.

Impala > European car. Any day.

Lyle.

“That your car outside?”

“What's it to you, mail-order?”

EXCUSE ME.

“I got it. I notice you're driving with expired tags, maybe because you just acquired it in a trade, and I'm guessing that means you haven't registered it yet, which means you haven't paid the tax. Is that correct?”

LINDA MOTHERFUCKING TRAN.

“Kevin, average blue book on a 2010 Ferrari F430 Spider?”

“$217,000.”

“And the 5% Wyoming tax?”

“$10,850.”

“$10,000. Something tells me you're the type who might balk at a tax bill that big.”

“W-what is this, an FBI audit?”

“No. But my brother, who happens to work for the Wyoming tax assessor's office could arrange that if he thought something untoward was happening here. So what's it going to be – the tablet or that piece of Eurotrash crap you call a car?”

She’s the best!!!!

Beau.

They have been cordially invited to a supernatural auction.

“I am the right hand of a God, after all – Plutus, specifically.”

“Is that even a planet anymore?”

Aww come on, Dean.

Instead of saying ”fine”, Beau says “copacetic”. Fancy.

“Well, thank you, Mr. Peanut!”

SAM. NO. NOT THE CAR.

“They didn't mean it, baby.”

Damn it, Dean.

HOW MANY FREAKING WEAPONS DID HE TRY TO SMUGGLE IN?

Clever of them to cover up the tablet so no one could read it. Plan A is out, as usual.

Hello again, Crowley.

Mothers and punching the rulers of Hell. My favorite thing.

“Listen to Moose, Squirrel.” Dean’s first “squirrel”.

Oh my god, I almost forgot! Samandriel aka Alfie. (Did Naomi send him?)

“You know, there are some in Heaven who still believe, despite his mistakes, that Castiel's heart was always in the right place.”

“Are you one of them?”

“I think too much heart was always Castiel's problem.”

The iconic line.

OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT.

Cas probably thinking “Damn it, he found me.”

Their first hug.

“Damn, it’s good to see you. Nice peach fuzz.”

Dean’s so happy to see Cas. He introduces Benny and Cas like they’re at the bar, grabbing some drinks and not in the middle of Purgatory, being hunted at every moment.

“Why'd you bail on Dean?” Benny’s going there immediately.

“Look, we were surrounded, okay? Some freak jumped Cas. Obviously, he kicked its ass, right?”

“No.”

“What?”

“I ran away.”

S h i t.

“You bailed out and, what, went camping? I prayed to you, Cas, every night.”

“I know.”

k i l l me.

“Cas, we're getting out of here. We're going home.” I could honestly cry.

“Purgatory has an escape hatch, but I got no idea if it's angel-friendly.”

“We'll figure it out. Cas, buddy, I need you.”

And the hits just keep a-coming.

“Let me bottom-line it for you. I'm not leaving here without you. Understand?”

“I understand.”

Cas internally deciding he’d go with Dean as far as he can...before letting him go.

[This, what happened in and out of Purgatory, was when I realized how much Dean loved Cas. Here is where I started shipping Destiel full time. I have no regrets.]

Plan B is hacked credit cards, $2,000 in cash, and a Costco membership card.

“Let's start the bidding with, um, three tons of dwarven gold?” Plan B is out.

Time for Plan C...whatever that may be.

“This isn't the men's room.” lmao Dean.

Mjolnir.

Our bank teller...and Sam’s disturbance at that.

Plan C is freaking gone.

Plan D.

The bid off between Samandriel and Crowley is hilarious.

Kevin’s up for bidding alongside the tablet.

“No, stop! I'll give you whatever you want. I have a 401(K), my house.”

“Good effort, Ms. Tran, but I'm afraid this is a little out of your price range.”

Sacrifice > quantity.

“This little lady's soul is the most valuable thing she has. It's everything. Are you willing to offer everything, Mr. Crowley?”

Shut up, lmao.

Mrs. Tran wins the bid...and loses her soul.

“Losing my soul – is it going to hurt?”

“Probably.”

“Will I die?”

“No. You'll just wish you were dead.”

That’s coming from the person who had first-hand experience at being soulless.

“Dean, this sucks.”

“Are you kidding me? We're about to close the gates of Hell forever. If you ask me, we got off cheap.”

But it still sucks.

Samandriel offers to take and protect Kevin.

“Oh, no, no. The last time that angels tried to help my son, I watched them die, and Kevin went missing for a year.”

They kept up the continuity there.

I wonder how Mr. Vili was worthy of Mjolnir.

“What are you gonna do with her soul?”

“Whatever I want. I might sell it, or maybe I'll just tuck it away with my other precious objects, let them keep me warm at night.”

Eww, skeevy much?

Crowley, goddamn you.

“And all it cost me was an island in the South Pacific. I love a bargain.” Beau was cheap.

RIP Plutus. Killed by Crowley.

RIP other guy. Killed by Crowley.

Sam is worthy!

RIP Beau. killed by Sam.

“Where'd you get the 5/8 of a virgin?”

RIP Mr. Vili Killed by Sam.

Sam should’ve kept that the Hammer.

Damn it, Dean. You should’ve just exorcised him.

“I know we're not mates, Kevin, but one word of advice – run. Run far and run fast. 'Cause the Winchesters – well, they have a habit of using people up and watching them die bloody.” Big yikes. That’s gonna stick with Kevin and Dean for a good while.

:( Mrs. Tran was catatonic after that.

“It was Crowley, Sam. No matter what meat suit he's in, I should have knifed him. I mean, yeah, it would have sucked, and I would have hated myself, but what's one more nightmare, right?” oof.

Kevin and Mrs. Tran are gone.

GODDAMN IT.

#supernatural #spn summer rewatch #spn liveblog #spn 8x02 #what's up tiger mommy?

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be-the-sammy-to-my-dean-blog · 6 years

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A city of wind

Title: A city of wind

Ship: Sam Winchester/Dean Winchester

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Mentions of rape/non-con, graphic sexual scenes, mild bondage, dom/sub dynamics, stockholm syndrome, physical abuse, graphic injuries, mentions eating disorders

Tags: dom/sub dynamics, ownership, strange sex positions

Summary: Sam meets Dean the powerful Mafia boss of Chicago.

Word Count: 4682

Created for: @spnkinkbingo and the Wincest Writing Challenge round 19

My partner was: @soaringthroughthesky

Prompt: Unusual Sex Positions/Threesome

Dean is a powerful mafia boss. Everyone in the city of Chicago fears him. He has been looking for a toy to keep at home. Someone for him to spoil and take care of. He sent out 2 of his men to find him a man with specific qualities. He wanted a tall man with dark hair and light eyes, younger than him, to be submissive... so submissive. They think they found one, Sam Wesson. Deans pov I looked down at the picture on my desk, he was what I wanted. Tall, thin, pretty, gay, comes from a fucked up life, never had more than 10 bucks to his name, and his job is a security guard for a jewelry store that sells fake diamonds. I should know, after a simple task of killing the owner's wife I wanted to be paid in diamonds. What I got were cheap crystals. Let's just say I let him off easy. I looked up at the two men in the room, and when I met their gaze, they looked down with respect. "Boys, berry, and Ryan. Please go get sam Wesson, don't scare the kid he will need to be drugged, and no harm should come to him if he shows up with so much as a scratch you both will be punished." They nodded in unison and Ryan spoke slowly. "What drug can we use?" I rolled my eyes and kinda laughed. "Just a mild sedative." Both men left, and I sat behind my desk and began to wait for my boy to show up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~time skip 4 hours~~~~~~~~~~~ I hear shuffling and then the sound of my office door opening. And then my boy was dumped onto the floor obviously unconscious. I looked down happily and then up to my men. "Fantastic job boys. The man at the steakhouse owes me one go get yourself a nice dinner." They both smiled and said a quick thank you and left. I looked at the man on the floor. And walked over to him and picked him up. He was surprisingly light. I walked him out of the office and into my bedroom. I laid him on the bed and pulled off his shirt and jeans. He was fat to skinny, his ribs showed, and he looked too pale. He was very poor before this. I dressed him in one of my shirts and then one of my sweats to make sure he was comfortable.he shifted in his sleep on cuddled up to a pillow and moaned and smiled smelling it. I stripped out of my silk suit and laid down next him and wrapped my arms around him. This is what I want. He snuggled into my arms and chest, and I smiled and leaned down and kissed the top of his head before drifting off to sleep myself. I woke up around 3 am and looked down to see my boy still fast asleep, the dose of sedative was small, but due to him being extremely underweight it probably packed more of a punch. I tried to move out of his grasp but a loud whimper escaped his mouth as he tried to cling to me, I watched as his eyes slowly opened and he groaned. He looked around the large, dark bedroom suddenly becoming panicked. He stood up but fell to the floor and pushed himself into a corner. He looked up at met my gaze. "Y-you're Mr.s-s-smith... I'm really sorry sir for whatever I did, I-i amp-poor I have nothing you would we want." He said as his eyes welled up. And his stomach growled. I sighed knowing this was going to happen. "Sam, my name is dean. I know what you have probably heard about me, and I want you to know all the murders, the robberies, the gangs in Chicago are all controlled by me. I'm not mad at you or want anything from you. I've had my men watch you for a while. I learned about you, you live off of food stamps, but they forgot to give you more, you live in a shitty little apartment that the rent is 5 months overdue, you obviously don't have enough money to eat, and you're gay, and your whole family is dead. I also learned that you really like me, Sammy, baby boy, I think you're the prettiest boy ever, and I want you to be mine. With me, you will never go hungry again never have to work again, say you're my boy, and anything you want is yours. I know it's a lot to take in and you may have your own room if you like but-" I was cut off by him practically throwing himself into my arms and clinging to me. He let out a loud sob, and I held him tight. He had failed to notice the 4 guards in my room that started above us not caring about what was happening. I looked up at one and spoke softly to not disturb Sam. "Get the chef to make my boy some food, call the doctor on the oak street he needs medication, and get someone to his apartment to get all of his things out." The guard nodded and walked out of my room ready to take care of everything. "Mr.s-Smith I'm s-sorry I am not respectful. I-I have an anxiety c-condition a-and I ran out of my m-medication a-and I need someone to hold onto r-right n-now." I pulled him up into my chest and smoothed his ruffled hair as he let go and just cried utterly overwhelmed. "Sam you're my boy now okay? I'm going to take good care of you. I want you to tell me when something is wrong and let it out, I'm going to spoil you and make sure you're well fed. And no more Mr. Smith. You can call me whatever you want baby boy, whatever you want." He nodded his head and sniffled as he calmed himself down. "Dean... c-can I call you d-daddy?" I felt my heart swell and knew this is what he wanted. "Sure thing baby boy, sure thing." He looked up when I said yes and smiled a small, lopsided smile. The chef knocked on the door and walked in carrying a tray of bacon, eggs, French toast, and syrup. Sam slowly pulled away from me and sat back up on my bed. I took the plate of food and waved the chef off. I walked the tray over to Sam and sat it down next to him, and his eyes widened in surprise. "I....I-is this a-all form-me?" He asked as his voice shook. I nodded and smiled once he began to eat quickly. Obviously starved. He finished everything in the tray and leaned back on the bed sighing happily. He yawned and crawled over to me and curled up in my lap. This boy is my life now. He soon fell asleep, and I called the doctor in who did some necessary tests. He told me he suffers from other mental illness he handed me his file and left me with his anxiety medication and some mild sleeping pills. I read through the file slowly and kept him sleeping in my arms. 4 failed suicide attempts. Self-harm scars on thighs wrists and stomach. Recovered anorexic. Co-dependent disorder. Separation anxiety. Severe trust issues. My poor baby boy. I thought to myself as he cuddled my chest. I laid down again and pulled the blankets up around us and held him close to my body as he slept. He is so broken. But he seems to be warming up to me. This will be good; however, tomorrow I have to go kill a guy. It's personal. He beat my new boy up in an alley just 3 days ago. Pretty bad too, my boy didn't even fight back he just took it. He groaned in his sleep and pulled himself further into my arms. I protectively held him and fell back to sleep. When I woke up, it was because my boy was trying to quietly slip out of bed. I looked at him, and he looked at me. "What's wrong baby boy? Do you need something?" He shook his head and looked down at his feet. "W-where is the b-bathroom?" He said while his face turned a bright red. I chuckled and stood and kissed his cheek. I showed him the door, and he thanked me walked in and then walking back out 4 minutes later. He shuffled over to me and kissed my cheek. "Thank you, dean." I smiled and ran a hand through this hair. "No problem baby." I pulled him into a hug but abruptly stopped when he meat out a scream of pain. I let go and looked at him. His eyes filled with tears again. I gingerly pulled him into a hug and heard one of my guards leave again to fetch a doctor. I slowly peeled his shirt off and gasped at the sight of black and blue ribs. I ran my fingers over the marks, and I grimaced when I felt broken ribs. "Who did this to you." I said my voice deadly and cold. "I ummm, ummm d-dean I-I'm sorry." I pulled my hands away from his body and looked directly into his eyes. "Who. Did. This." His eyes watered more. "M-my ex b-boyfriend. I-I'm sorry." I chuckled a deep laugh. He was going to die. "What is his name baby." I said a statement, not a question. "R-Ross." I ran the pass of my fingers over his ribs again and felt the breaks in his bones. "Why did he do this to you baby?" I asked my voice comforting and assertive. "H-he umm he s-said that I wasn't g-good enough and he d-drugged me, and I barely remember him stomping on m-my ribs." "Okay baby okay, I would never do anything like that to you. I have some anxiety medicine for you, and the doctor is coming to patch you up, and we will get you some pain medicine too. Does that sound good?" He nodded helplessly, and I picked him up. Walking him to my bed and placing him on the thick dark red blanket. He sprawled himself across the bed and groaned trying to find a comfortable position. The doctor walked back into the barely lit room. He now carried a black briefcase presumably full of drugs and other prescriptions. Sam was in a space between sleep and wakefulness. I pulled the doctor aside. "No sedatives, just do what you need to do with his ribs and a mild painkiller would be nice." I spoke my voice void of any emotion. A voice I would never use on sam. He walked to Sam and gently spoke directions at him. Sam obliged quickly and obediently. He sat up wincing as he did so and then pulled his shirt completely off. His beautiful body exposed. His chest was littered with small circular scars that resembled a cigarette, and now his perfect ribs covered in an ugly black and blue bruise. The doctor felt his ribs with gentle hands and then walked back to me. "I'm going to tape his ribs. Make sure he gets plenty of rest and takes these painkillers. Now he can take them on an empty stomach, and he has to take them 2 times a day. He will make a full recovery Mr.smith." I nodded not allowing any of my relief show on my face. Instead, I walked over to Sam and sat on the bed near him. "Hey baby, this doctor is going to tape your ribs up okay? It's going to hurt a little, but I'll be right here." I spoke in a soft voice. Sam nodded and reached out a tentative hand. "Hold my hand?" I pulled his hand to my face and kissed his knuckles. The doctor was fast and productive with his work. Sam squeezed my hand through the whole time. The doctor left in haste and Sam sighed. I pulled the drapes apart to let the early light through the window. The room now lit up made Sam shiver, and I could see why. The walls were a deep red that matched the bed sheets. On one wall a picture of my mother hung, and on the other, an armada of weapons stood on display, my personal favorites were there. Then on the wall with a window picture after picture of people who have helped me stood, proud. A constant reminder that I got here with help. Sam's eyes darted to the four guards. Each easily over 6 2' and easily over two hundred pounds. They all wore the usual expressionless faces. They all had open carry pistols on thigh holsters, and each was holding a rifle in their hands. All were dressed in black suits as well. It was quite a scene. Sam squeaked and whimpered at the sight of it all. I waved my hand in the direction of the guards, and they all left. Each leaving through the white French doors with gold handles. They all stood on the other side ready for an intruder. Sam I looked around the now empty room. I now got to look at Dean, I don't remember much of last night only that I had been taken from my cold apartment and dropped into the waiting arms of a handsome man. I'm not sure what I'd said, however, all I know is that I was being held by dean. I looked at him now, green eyes and pretty freckles. He kept an alpha like stance. Did I mention I was not only dirt fucking poor but also flaming gay? Yeah, that too. I can take a lot I've been raped around 7 times within the past few months. All men. Dean didn't seem like he would do that though. I hadn't noticed the tears that streaked down my face until dean was wiping the tears off my face with the pads of his fingers. "Shhh, Sam," Dean said while pulling my head to his chest and petting my hair and massaging the scalp. My anxiety was a bitch. It always made me feel like I was helpless. But right now I wanted to do was cling to the attractive alpha who was holding me. "Dean, dean I wanna talk," I said through the shake in my voice. He stopped hugging me and. Dropped to sit next to me on the bed. He slid an arm around my shoulders and pulled me into his lap. "Yes, baby?" He asked quietly in my ear. "Keep me safe," I said so low I was surprised he heard it. He suddenly jumped up, walking to stand in front of me and pulling his sleeve up to reveal a gold cuff with an M carved into it. "Anyone who is part of my family wears one of these. Anyone outside of my family knows not to touch anyone with these. When I'm with you-you are always safe. You're mine." I reached out and ran my fingers of the warm metal on his bicep. Freckles were even littered down to his elbow. It was a thick band with a lock on the back that I presumed dean had a key too. "I have one for you, with an M on it. Anyone who sees it knows you're a direct belonging to me. This way you can go anywhere, and none will hurt you. Ever." He spoke before clipping a gold band onto my arm and locking it with a key that was hung over his neck. "I'm yours now. Really. Owned. DeanI said while looking at the band. A possessive growl escaped dean. "My fucking boy. Fucking mine. No one else's." He said with a hiss. There is something oddly reassuring about someone being so possessive over you. He ran his fingers over my ribs once again, his face twisting in anger. "I have to tell you something Dean," I said while looking at the ground. "Yes," Dean said while placing a hand on my own clasped ones. "I've... I've been raped. 7 times in the last month. Alleyways, my apartment, and even my job. I tried to fight them off. I did alpha." I said while more tears streamed down my face. Dean stifled an angry yell but pushed his forehead against mine and nodded. Understanding me. "That doesn't change a thing sam, you're mine. What happened to you wasn't your fault, I want you here anyway. I need you here Sam." I nestled myself into his chest, not wanting to be anywhere else. I breathed in, he smelled like spices and whiskey and a scent of something that was sweet. Like perfume, but not, it was just him. I quickly realized that he was shirtless. His perfect abs and beautiful body pressed against my own gross one. How could he possibly be attracted to me? Ever. I'm boney, and he's muscled. He has a beautiful face and mine is sharp in all the wrong places. Yet he still holds me in his arms like I am everything. I rested my cheek against his muscles chest and sighed happily. "Sam" Dean spoke. "Dean," I responded in a half daze. "We need to go over rules while you will be living with me. There just here to keep you safe, and for you to feel protected. Not in any way for me to hurt you. Okay?" Dean mumbled while resting his chin on the top of my head. "What are they?" I asked while closing my eyes slightly. The warmth and safety I was feeling just by being in the presence of dean made me happily sleepy. My arms hung lazily around deans muscled middle and my leg as were splayed around his hips. My half hard length resting against his lower belly. And my head rested against his chest. Deans arms, however, were possessively wrapped around my bare back. "Okay baby. The first and most important rule is to tell me when you feel sad or upset, tell me how you feel when I ask baby boy. The second rule is to tell me when you want to go anywhere and if you want me to go with, and don't lie I wanna make you happy. The third rule is that you remain loyal to me, and only me and when you are ready we will mate, and you will become mine. Those are the only rules sweetheart." Dean spoke in a whiskey-smooth voice while running his fingers through my hair. "Yes dear," I spoke, "I will follow those rules." I settled into dean's arms when suddenly I felt a familiar pain in my lower stomach. Oh god, I guess that after months of being alone I wanted someone. Now. I wanted dean, I knew we wanted me too. I couldn't bring myself to care at this moment because of how safe I felt. But within moments the pain began to hit me like a truck. And I let a long pornographic moan slip from my lips. Dean responded immediately. Deans cock was high and hard within seconds, but he remained still not wanting to do anything until I let him. "Sam-omega..fucken hell. Do you want me to mate you? My gorgeous, beautiful boy." Dean moaned while aggressively nuzzling my hair. My mind was foggy now, just the mere scent of a dean gave me a high, and sitting on his rigid cock pushed me close to the edge. "Dean- I I need you. I want you deep inside me... please I need you, I need this." I said before another embarrassingly loud. Moan. Fuck I wanted him. I wanted him bad. "Sam... ugh sam. Do you really want this?" Dean struggled to faint eh composure to speak. "Yes. Fuck dean. Yes!" I moaned. And ground down on his lap. This feeling was overwhelming. I had never felt like this. Never felt pure want, never felt pure lust. I guess it was because of dean, anyone who saw the man would feel the same. "I have rules when it comes to fucking," Dean spoke while dragging a heavy hand over my thighs. "Yes. What?" I said impatiently while rubbing on his lap. "If you're okay with it. I love tying my bitches down. I love getting you down. To The point where you're mine. And that's it. Remember this area is safe, no one will do anything you don't want. This is all for you. For you to feel good. For you to feel better. I want you to feel fucking safe." Dean finished while rubbing my thighs. "Just get fucking started," I said while looking wantonly into dean's lap. Deans pov I let a growl escape my mouth as I pulled sam over to the next room. I held him bridal style and walked him to the equally large room. This room was my favorite. The room was a deep red similar to my bedroom. On the walls were elegant red curtains and maroon carpets, then there were the toys, the walls were lined with dildos of all sizes. Plastic, silicone, glass, crystal, and even some casts of my cock. Then there was the furniture. If you can even call it that. Cages, couches and a stretcher with leather straps on it. And my personal favorite the fucking bench. It was black leather with straps and had armrests in the front and knee pads as well. But seeing that Sam was pretty new to this, I'm going to keep it simple. But, I know this boy can bend, he's flexible, stunning and everything I've wanted in a bitch. He's hurt I know that, broken ribs and a broken mind. Which is why I've decided to neglect my toys and fun furniture. "Get over here," I said as Sam stood and looked around at the toys in awe. He trotted over to me and practically jumped into my open arms and wrapped his legs around my waist. I dropped him on the bed in the corner. Yes, I don't fuck on my bed, cuddling is fine but fucking a bitch on my bed just doesn't seem sanitary. I care about this one a lot. I want to keep him, and he's never going back to that dark ass hole he called a life. This bed was different, it was stirrups hanging from the ceiling that sam could put his feet into if he wanted. But today I'm thinking of gently stretching him. I want to have him in my lap, but his legs up in the stirrups and his face against my chest. Yeah, I got a bit of a kink for difficult positions. I pulled sams sweats off and his shirt off revealing his taped ribs and thin stature. I pulled my sleep pant off as well as my briefs. I looked at Sam who had the most dilated pupils I have ever seen. He looked at me the way a dog would look at a treat, the way a prisoner would look if he thought of freedom. He looked at me like he wanted me. "Off," I said while lightly tugging on his boxers. He eagerly pulled them off revealing his large leaking cock. He turned 6 shades of red when he saw me staring hungrily at his body. "What?" he said with a small giggle as he tried to use his hands to cover his dick. "you're stunning." I breathed out before grabbing sam and tossing him effortlessly onto the bed. I walked to him and stroked my dick with one hand while I did the same to him. He moaned gorgeously and spread his legs wider. I tugged the stirrups down from the ceiling and looked into sams still heavily lidded eyes. "You put your legs in here. And then you face me and hold onto my shoulders. Your safe word is Impala. Understand?" I instructed while he nodded eagerly. Sam put his feet in the stirrups and sat on my lap, I groaned at his weight on my already throbbing cock. His rested his head on my shoulder and held my shoulders like he had done this a million times. "You want me to prep you or do you want the pain?" I asked while nuzzling into his neck. "Pain," he responded while trying to move his hips on my lap. I moaned and pulled a condom onto my cock and slid in. He let out a hiss of pain, but it soon turned into a moan. His legs on either side of me high in the air with his arms wrapped tightly around me I almost burst looking at him all spread out like this for me. I was on my knees as I started to thrust slowly into his tight hot sex. I started slowly as Sam kept trying to move his legs. "Don't try to move your legs. That's the point of them." I said while looking at his stunning flushed face. I thrust in again deeper this time, and a long moan from sam filled the air. I moved back and groaned in ecstasy at the pure pleasure I was getting. The dark lights in the room complemented his stunning face and body. I moved again then again and began to get a rhythm. I moved back and forth bouncing on my knees. Sam gripped my shoulders harder and drew blood with his blunt nails causing a growl to fall from my lips. "So fucking hot Sam," I whispered into his ear as I continued to move in and out of his tight fluttering hole. "Faster. Faster dean. Fucking give it to me. I wanna feel full, I wanna be full of you, fuck me harder!" He cried out. That was one thing I did not expect from him, I knew he had a dark side but not a deep dark hot mouth like that. I obliged and began to move faster. In and out as his legs bumped up and down in the stirrups. His head pressed firmly against my chest. I continued to move and felt the pain in my lower stomach grow. I want to go to last. I reached in between our bodies and started to pull on his cock in long strokes, his eyes rolled back into his head. A long high pitched moan escaped him, and I did so, and this he clenched as he spurts long white ropes onto his own chest and mine. his hole fluttered as I thrust up and down with no rhythm now and felt him clench as hard as he could, I came hard. Harder than I ever have in my whole life. I saw stars as I moan and shoved my face further into his neck. I pulled out and removed his thin legs from the stirrups and smiled at how pretty he looked now, all fucked out and stunning. He laid on the bed with a smile on his face and his legs still spread wide. I pulled my condom off and painted into the now damp air. I picked his fragile body up[ off the bed. "Are you okay sam? Did I hurt you?" I asked mildly concerned I hurt him when I lost my control towards the end. "That's the best I've ever had." he laughed, and I smiled. "What'd you think about the stirrups?" I asked for a smalls mile. "Interesting, I think my knees are shot for the next few days though," he said with a smile while he pushed himself further into my chest. I chuckled lowly and held him tighter. "shower?" I asked. "Shower." Sam agreed -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- No one thought there could be a love story like Harley Quinn and joker in real life. That was until the city of Chicago met the boss' boy Sam. The most protected boy in the city. Deans pride and joy. His boy. Sam and Dean are the powerful mafia bosses of the city of Chicago. Everyone fears them. And no one dared mess with the baby of Dean Smith.

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Heavy Hitters- Chapter 5

Heavy Hitters: Outlaw Country pt 5, Interim.

Sara convinces an old friend to join the Waverider team- as research and tech guru only, or so she said. As the newbie struggles to adjust to the team and the team struggles to adjust to her, Sara is playing a different game all together. One the new girl might not like too much.

Fandom: Legends of Tomorrow (or Flash or Arrowverse since it’s Mick Rory, but specifically LoT)

Pairing: Mick Rory x Plus Size OFC (cause Mick totally likes thick ladies)

Word Count: 2056

Warnings: Language, tiny bit of angst

Tags: @the-marvel-dc-peasant @mother-forker

Part one | Masterlist

A/N: Late for whatever winter holiday you observe but just in time for New Years! Also, why does everything always look like so much more when I type it in Docs?

Pluto was hot on her heels as Emily strode into the kitchen of the Waverider. She stopped short as the silvery doors slid open to the now familiar blue textured walls. The walls weren’t what caused to to stop though. Nor was it the now blooming potted plant that, honestly, Jax swore was fake. Nor was it the fact that Pluto trotted right in and made himself at home. No, what made Emily falter was the way the professor and Jax, huddled together at one of the tables, suddenly stopped talking despite how their conversion was already in hushed whispers. They spared her fleeting glances. Deep breath in, hold, release. Emily steeled herself, slipping a gentle smile onto her rounded face. ‘Hello, boys! How are ya feelin, Professor?” “Uh, just fine. Thank you, Ms. Kyteler.” “Anything I can do to help? I have a great cure-all. Old family reci-” “No!” “Oh.” “No, thank you, Ms. Kyteler. I am, uh, I am just fine.” “Of course, Professor.” Emily smiled. It was unusual for the professor to stumble over his words the way he just did. Or yell at her the way he did. But she knew better than to comment on it. “Well. How’s some dinner sound to ya’ll?”

Jax, for his part tried to act normal, “Oh you know I’m always down for some good cookin’.” His grin didn’t quite reach his eyes and he continued to stick close to the professor, glancing at him every so often. “How’s steak bowls sound?” she asked the boys. Not getting any response, she turned around and continued, “It's got steak, potatoes, tomatoes, greens, a homemade olive oil sauce. It's really yummy, trust me.” Still no response, she carried on with a stubborn smile on her face, flashing it over her shoulder. The door slid open with a tell-tale shing and Amaya’s light heels clipped into the kitchen. “Hi, Amaya. You’re just in time for dinner. I’ve even got a great recipe for bread that goes perfect with this!” By now, she had already begun pulling out bowls and the potatoes. Her shoulders dropped, “No tomatoes? Or meat. Huh.” A low whine came from Pluto by the fabricator in the wall. Emily pouted. The professor and Jax watched the strange scene unfold. Amaya’s slow steps took her to the table where she stood and tried to understand the sudden chattiness of their new teammate. “Now… How do I work this thing…?” she mumbled to herself as she hesitantly pressed buttons hoping to get just what she needed. The small crowd turned towards the door when it slid open again. “Sara! Great timing. I think I just about figured ou-” “Hall. Now.” Warm fingers roughly grabbed Emily’s thick wrist and dragged her back across the room, through the door and out into the hallway. Sara pulled her a few steps down the hall, checking to be sure they were alone and away from prying ears. “Tell me.” It was an order. “Tell you what, Sara?” Play dumb, let her spell it out. Sara leveled a serious look at Emily, one that bred no room for games. Emily held her face- owlish eyes under pinched brows with her head tilted and lips parted. Innocence and confusion. “Emily. Gideon ran tests. Nate started healing at an incredible rate before you got him to the ship but after the two of you left the rest of us outside of town. You tell me. How exactly does that happen?” “I-” “And don’t you dare give me some bullshit his steel body or whatever.” Emily waited for a beat to be sure Sara was finished. “I was gonna say latent healing abilities but,” she looked Sara in the eye briefly, “we both know tha’s a lie, I s’pose.” She chewed the inside of her cheek fiercely, avoiding Sara’s intense stare just a fiercely. Sara heaved a heavy sigh and ran a hand through her hair. “You said you couldn’t anymore.” “And I shouldn’t have. But. Fuck Sara. What was I supposed to do? Let him die? I- I couldn’t. I mean, shit. I know he's annoyin’ and he does some dumb shit. But. I couldn’t just let him die.” She grabbed Sara’s wrists pulling her closer, face to face and stopping Sara’s pacing. “I couldn’t, Sara. You know that.” Emily rubbed Sara’s wrists with her thumbs gently, willing the blonde to feel the desperation as badly as she did just a few hours earlier. Sara nodded in understanding. “Ok. Okay. But you have got to be careful. Or you’ve got to come clean. You can’t have it both ways, Em. I know that, too.” Emily slowly released Sara’s hands with a nod. “Okay. I’mma go finish up dinner. Will you, um, go let the others know? I should be done in about’a hour. I’ll take some to Nate, too. Least I could do.” Sara scoffed. “You’ve done plenty. But yeah. No problem.” Sara nodded and turned on her heels, walking down the hall and away from the kitchen. Emily took a few steps towards the kitchen, trying her best to center herself. She squared her shoulders when reached the door. Her smile slid into place just as the doors slid open. “What was that about?” Jax questioned. “Hm? Oh. Sara just wanted to make sure I was okay after that whole, shootout thing. It uh... “ she looked sheepish to sell it, “It’s not really somethin’ I’m all that used to.” “Huh. Well, are you?” “Oh, yes. I- I’m alright. Thank you for askin’ though. You’re so sweet, Jax,” Emily smiled. “Now! Back to dinner! I’m sure ya’lll are all hungry.” An hour later, the fragrant aromas coming from the kitchen had attracted the attention, and presence of, the whole crew, save Nate. Who was already bitching about not needing to be in the med bay- especially when there was “clearly and obviously a damn good meal within walking distance!” Jax and Stein were still in their seats from earlier. Amaya and Sara had joined them at the table. Mick come rumbling in a bit before dinner had finished, grabbing a beer and propping his feet up in a chair at the other table. Ray was still sitting with Nate in the med bay, not that the current argument over the underground city Derinkuyu was helping the healing process any. Emily made up seven bowls taking care to adjust each one to her teammate’s preferences. Extra meat for Mick and Sara. No meat, extra greens for Amaya. Extra potatoes, no tomatoes for Jax and extra greens with no olive oil for the professor. She set each bowl down on the table grabbing a beer for Mick and Sara. “Anyone else need anything?” Her response was mostly the sounds of forks hitting the bowls as they took their first bites. Emily waited to make sure they were all happy and enjoying their meals before taking up two warm, wrapped bowls and a small loaf of bread along with two sets of silverware. She made the short trip to the med bay quicker than normal. The arguing from the two boys could be heard even down the all. “Look, all I’m saying is that, you know, mole-people shouldn’t be completely excluded as a possibility.” “Except for the fact that they have already been scientifically proven to be made for humans. By humans. Not giant, furry claws.” “You’re such a killjoy! I mean really, who's to say that after a- a mellinia of evolution and selective breeding and- and darwinism! That these specific mole-people are expert cave carvers?” Emily laughed at the two men. They were so much alike. She stood and watched them for a bit before stepping closer with the food. “Well if the freakin’ mole-people did it then why not just say aliens?!” “Dude. We are literally in a time traveling spaceship!” “Okay but w-” “Food! Gentlemen! Dinner time, I hope you’re hungry. I made sure to pack extra for ya’ll.” “Oh finally! When Gideon wouldn’t let me up I was worried you’d forget about me!” “Never, Nate. We’re a team, right?” “See?” Ray smiled that charming, proud smile with his back straight and shoulders wiggled down, “Told ya’ we wouldn’t be left out!” “Alright, well there’s plenty more in the kitchen if ya’ll want more.” The trip back to the kitchens, where the rest of the team awaited was significantly slower. “Gi?” “Yes, Ms Kyteler?” “Did I make the right decision?” “Without your intervention, Dr. Haywood would most likely be dead.” Emily sighed and stomped her foot a little. “I know that, Gi. But that doesn’t… I’m still not sure I did the right thing. If they know…” “I’m afraid I’m not quite sure what you’re asking of me, Miss. I think these are questions only you can answer.” “Can’t you offer me any help here?” Emily’s steps were slower and she felt lumbering now. “Hm. How would you have felt if you hadn’t intervened and Dr Haywood died? Captain Lance seems to know whatever it is you’re intent on keeping from the others. She seems to be quite alright with whatever it is.” That caused her to pause. She bit at her thumb, pondering what her next move should be. What they would think. What would happen. What to say. A thousand different scenarios played in her head over and over, each with a hundred variations. “Miss?” Emily shook her head to clear her thoughts, “Yeah, Gi?” “Captain Lance was wondering if you were still in the med bay.” “Right. Of course. Thank you, Gi.” “Any time, Miss.” Her steps were quicker but Emily did not feel any lighter. She still felt too heavy, too slow, too awkward. But she squared her shoulders and smiled regardless when she reached the door and had to face her, well, the team. “Hey, just in time- grab me ‘nother beer, yeah?” Emily did as asked, with a smile on her round face, as usual, which Mick happily returned. For a second, Emily allowed herself to believe it was for her, and not just the beer she set on the table in front of what appeared to be his second beef bowl. She took a seat next to Sara with her own beer. Amaya had apparently finished earlier and left so Emily took her chair, getting a brief “Hello” from both Jax and Stein before they returned to whatever fervent conversation they were having. “Hey, Sara.” “Took you long enough.” “Sorry, I got a little uh, caught up talking with the boys. They were in some kind of debate about mole-people and aliens or something. I- I don’t know.” “Emily,” Sara hissed. “You need to do it. You know you do.” “Oh. Uh. Sara, I- I don’t know. Could we, maybe, talk about this later?” It was Sara’s turn to sigh, hers nearly a growl. “They are- we are depending on you. We deserve to know the full gambit of what we’re running with.” What. Always “what”. Emily’s chest pulled but her face never wavered. She played with the colorful paper wrapped on the bottle in front of her. “They won’t understand.” “They will. I did- I do.” “You didn’t at first.” Emily met Sara’s eyes and her smile slipped for a second. “They won’t. Different is bad.” “In case you haven’t noticed, we’re all a little different here.” Emily shook her head and took a deep drink from her beer. “Yeah, but not like me.” She scoffed at herself. “And now I sound like a walking cliche. Awesome.” Least I can still laugh at myself. “You need to give us a chance. I’m not saying we’re real great at this touchy-feely crap but… We make due. Our way. We’re more alike than you think.” “Sara,” another sigh, “Mick has an affection for fire, Amaya uses a totem, those two were fused thanks to some kind of bullshit science, Nate is a genetic anomoly, Ray is just really fuckin’ smart-” “And me?” Pause. Breathe. Hold. Release. “And you made the best of a really shitty situation that was completely out of your hands- multiple times.” Emily held Sara’s hands and gaze. “I’m a whole different ball game, baby.” Sara was reluctant to give up. “Just-” Unfortunately, Emily was just as stubborn. “Just, fucking think about it. Ok?” “Okay.”

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A Simple Femme In Beast’s Suit, Part 1

Okay, so this work is on my AO3 user PetiteLepus and this work is inspired by Zekkoss. Check them out, they’re awesome. I’ll tag @rocksinmuffin, my Senpai, and everyday inspiration since I want her to name the Reader! But enjoy the story!

It was a regular day in Lost Light, or at least it would have been if it wasn’t for Swerve. The metallurgist had heard a broadcast sent to the whole ship by Rodimus about how they were passing by an artificial planet called Ovika 1.5 and the minibot couldn’t be in a greater rush. So he abandoned setting up his bar for the night and told Ten to carry him with his bigger legs to the observation deck. They came in, doors busting.

”Captain,” Swerve called, but was silenced by the sight of both Rodimus and Megatron staring out in the space until the smaller mech had burst in. He fixed his mistake quickly, ”I- I meant, captains! W- we must visit that planet, it’s my life long dream, besides managing a bar, please let’s go there, even for an hour or half, I’ll give you both free drinks and energy treats for tonight!”

Rodimus’ optics widened and mouth formed to a smile, but before he could agree Megatron stepped in, ”Swerve, that planet is abandoned. There is nothing there. It’s just dust and dirt covered artificial cyber asteroid floating in space.”

”That’s exactly it!” Swerve smiled broadly and jumped down from his bouncer’s arms and made his way to his two captains.

”I’ve read about Ovika 1.5 when I was back on Cybertron studying and I know it’s an artificial cyber planet that had historic and highly rare and these days NON-EXCITANT energon chips planted on it for harvesting high functioning ancient energon, way more powerful than normal energon!” The white and red mech beamed excitedly.

”Wait, hold on, I don’t get this.” Rodimus interrupted before Swerve could start again and glanced him and Megatron in confusion, ”If this Ovika 1.5 is so great, then why it’s abandoned light-years away from Cybertron?”

Swerve was about to explain, with extra details that weren’t asked, but Megatron folded his arms and shot him a look. The metallurgist shut down immediately, even covering a little. The former warlord huffed and turned his grumpy look to Rodimus, ”The Ovika 1.5 was abandoned because it showed no sign of growing energon. Instead, it started to grow organic life forms. At that time it wasn’t wished result for such an expensive experiment so Council decided to launch it off to space and destroy all the data of it to cover up their mistake.”

”But the legend about the rich energon filled planet never died and mechs all around the Cybertron told stories about it and its location! I always wanted to find it and harvest the rich energon to make amazing new drink combinations that not only bring people happiness but nurse them also! They say that ancient energon can cure weak sparks, fuel mechs for a week with one sip, and even prolong life!” Swerve piped excitedly and clapped his hands, ”It’s also highly valuable! Worth millions!”

Rodimus brightened up like a light bulb and turned to mech in charge of controls. ”Park the ship here, we’re taking Rodpod and go take a look at that little planet!”

”Rodimus!” Megatron snarled and turned to his co-captain, ”This is not a good idea and you haven’t even consulted Ultra Magnus about this!”

”Relax, Magnus is having his armor checked by Brainstorm and Perceptor so he won’t a notice a thing if we disappear for an hour or two! We just get a couple mechs with us, get to the Rodpod and take a quick peek! If there is this ancient energon then we grab some and, well, let’s see what we’re doing then. For now, wham-bam in the van, let’s go! Swerve, you’re coming with us.”

”Yes!”

~~~

”This is remarkable!” Brainstorm shouted from the bottom of his chassis as he threw his arms in the air as if he was expecting the planet to embrace him. Mechs exited the Rodpod one by one, but he had to be the first one on the land. Nautica was close behind him and once she was next to her best friend she copied him perfectly, ”This is amazing!”

The artificial cyber planet had grown into a beautiful organic looking planet. The grass was tall like a meadow’s no matter where it grew, flowers as big as minibot’s head and strangely reminding some of them from tentacles as they hang from a bulb looking like an onion…?

The trees looked like Earth’s palm trees, but they were even taller than normal mechs were and leaves were fuchsia-colored and flowers brown like they were almost dead, but still alive. The sky was bright blue, but that had to be the only normal thing on that planet since even the clouds were light green. Heavier clouds were almost poisonous looking.

”Okay everyone, I’m giving you all a job!” Rodimus shouted, getting everyone’s attention.

”Brainstorm will do his science thingies and Nautica accompanies him.”

The nerd duo high fived.

”Rewind takes records from this place and you watch after him Chromedome. I don’t want to put anyone in danger.”

”I’ll guard him with my life.” Chromedome said as he leaned over his smaller lover's shoulder to nuzzle his facial mask against his Conjunx Endura’s own. Rewind returned the sign of affection with as much love, ”Oh Domey…”

Rodimus cleared his intake, averting his gaze from the lovely dovely couple and fixed his optics on Skids and Swerve, ”You two take a look around and see if you can find anything. Remember to report back to me. And for all of you make sure to scout the area carefully! Don’t leave a stone or a twig turned and report everything to me by our comms if you find anything!” Rodimus shouted and made a pose, ”Until all are one, so go wild!”

”YES!” And just like that everyone except, Rewind, Brainstorm and Nautica, transformed and went on their different ways. Rodimus drove to the South, Skids and Swerve drove to West, Chromedome took Rewind on top of him and they drove to North and Brainstorm and Nautica went on their ways to East, each one on their own mission.

~~~ At East ~~~

”Look at this bug Nautica! It’s amazing! Not the biggest I’ve seen, but it’s still pretty amazing!” Brainstorm squealed excitedly as he used his sample taker to poke the beetle that he had kneeled down to inspect. The femme was right beside him, looking curiously the beetle that reached to their knee joints. It made cricking sounds and shook its shell each time Brainstorm poked it.

”I wonder why it’s shell is bright red… and what are those orange spots on it? Wouldn’t it be better for it to camouflage to its surroundings? There must be a reason for its absurd coloring!” The scientist said as he poked the chubby beetle straight between its antennas and suddenly the beetle hissed and-!

”Watch out!” Nautica screamed and quickly yanked Brainstorm out of the way danger’s way. The beetle spat a spray of bright yellow spit at him, but thanks to the mech’s best friend’s fast reflexes, the spit flew past him and hit the ground, and just like that, the beetle bolted and run away to the lush grass. The duo watched after it, then each other and finally the spit on the ground.

”I think it doesn’t need camouflage to hide.” Nautica noted. The spit hissed as it melted a giant hole on the ground and killed all the plants around it. Brainstorm squealed again and quickly got out his vials and took samples, ”Of course! It’s not trying to hide, but warn the predators that it’s dangerous and someone not to mess with! I must document this and run some tests on this acid to find out its composition to create more of it! Then I can mass produce it for my weapons! Imagine the possibilities!”

Nautica chuckled as she watched her friend blabber over how he needed to analyze the acid’s composition to create more of it and talk about all the great weapons he could create with it. While he took samples, she took a look around. The planet was weird but very pretty on its own way. Nautica couldn’t almost believe that it was accidentally created by Cybertronians, but if the massive animals were any indicator about their roots then it matched.

On the corner of her optic, she noticed a big bush shaking couple steps farther from them. She was curious to see what caused the shaking and since Brainstorm was busy, she decided to investigate. Nautica didn’t expect to find what she did.

”Uh, Brainstorm? You might wanna see this.”

”Oooh, what what, what is it? Another critter?” The scientist giggled and ran to his friend. Nautica shook her helm, not averting her eyes from the show bestowed before her. Two rodents that looked like super hairy fluffy puff rats with longs green lizard’s tails were mating like there was no tomorrow. Interesting, but kinda gross also…

”Yew… Neat, but still, yew.”

”I want to take them back to the ship!”

”No you don’t.” Nautica chuckled and walked off to look for something else magnificent. It wasn’t hard. Actually, wherever she looked they saw the planet’s habitats… Being all over each other. Avians with leathery wings, bugs with bright colors, mammals with their weird six eyes.

Noticing that Brainstorm was still watching critters bang, Nautica went to her friend and pulled if away, ”C’mon you, dork, let’s give those animals some privacy!”

”Noooo! I want to take them with me…!”

”You can take that ancient energon once we find it.”

”Even better! Let’s go, let’s go!” The scientist laughed as he bolted straight into the wilderness, trying to find the ancient energon. Nautica chuckled at her friend when she noticed a flock of avians circling the sky not so far away from where Brainstorm had run off to. She followed her friend to the flock of birds and she almost couldn’t believe her optics.

Bones. Giant bones everywhere. Bigger than her and any basic mech. The avian vultures pecked the squeaky clean bones, trying to find something to eat from them, but they had already been cleaned from meat.

The avians must have been hungry since they would only change a skeleton when Brainstorm went to inspect one of them.

”Nautica! This is amazing, these bones are gorgeous!” He squealed like a sparkling and straight out lifted one from the ground, ”So heavy, but almost hollow! This creature had wings to fly with, but the size of a fighter!”

He threw the bone away and went to inspect the skull with enormous sharp fangs. ”These fangs indicate that this creature was a carnivore because it lacks the blunt molars to grind it’s the food like herbivores do to plants. These fangs were purely for ripping meat apart!”

As Brainstorm rambled on, Nautica started counting bones and how many creatures they had in their pedes. According to skulls at least three giant carnivores. She couldn’t help but wonder why these animals had died.

”Hey Brains, you got any idea why these guys died?”

”I thought you would never ask!” Brainstorm giggled and jumped over the skull he was investigating to take a look at its neck.

”Look look! This one’s neck was crushed with such force that it not only snapped the cervical vertebrae but it CRUSHED IT! It’s in pieces! This monster had no chance against its competitor when it had its neck in enemy’s jaws!”

Nautica nodded as her friend made his way to another skeleton, disturbing vultures as he went to its ribs. ”Suspecting by the crushed sternum, this one received a fatal blow to straight into its heart! A real kill shot, am I right!?”

Brainstorm jumped to the third corpse, rolled over a giant skull that was more damaged than other skulls. Not only was it’s front almost black, but there was a huge hole in the middle of the forehead. He pulled servo through the skull’s black part, only to smudge his servo. ”These burnt marks are so deep, that this one had its whole face burnt before something smashed it’s head inside!”

Nautica nodded, eyeing the corpses. ”That sounds interesting Brains.”

”It is, isn’t it!”

”You do know what this means, don’t you Brainstorm?”

”That there is a giant creature here, vicious enough to crush competitor’s neck, strong enough to pierce a chest and able to breathe fire or strong acid through its mouth!”

A silence fell over them as two of them thought what was just said. And just like that, they both quickly opened comm links.

’This is your Captain? Did you find anything?’ Came Rodimus’ voice through the comm.

’Captain, uh, Rodimus? We have a problem!’ Nautica was saying when she was interrupted.

’Yeah, no shit. I found something. Something is seriously-! Hold on, Chromedome is contacting us.’

’This can’t wait-!’

’Rodimus? Is Brainstorm also on this comm?’ Came Chromedome’s voice.

’Nautica is here also!’ Brainstorm cheered.

’Hi Chromedome! We got the news! Bad news!’

’They can’t be as bad as our news!’ Rewind joined the link, ’There are hundreds of capsules here, from Cybertron!’

’Okay, that beats my news.’ Rodimus said, ’Nautica, Brainstorm, Chromedome, and Rewind, let’s all meet back at the Rodpod. I’ll contact Skids and Swerve and tell them to return-! Hold on, they’re just contacting me.’

’We’re in trouble!’ Skids yelled straight into comm link.

~~~ At North, Quarter Earlier ~~~

”Seeing anything Rewind?” Chromedome asked as he kept driving through the tall grass that seemed to go on and on forever. The minibot kept his visor and camera on the horizon, trying to see anything worth filming or noticing. Like a big rock that was coming up.

”Turn left to avoid a rock coming up-! No wait, it’s a sheep. It’s a sheep that looks like a rock. Just drive past it!”

”On it.” Chromedome drove past the sheep, only to hear unholy screeching behind him and Rewind’s hold on his roof tightened. ”Oh frag, it wasn’t a sheep, but a ram and it has big horns and it’s angry!”

The bigger mech laughed, ”How bad can it be, it’s organic. It won’t catch us-!” Chromedome had to swallow his words before they got past his vocalizer as hard and pointy horns rammed against his rear bumper.

”Frag!”

”What did I tell you!” Rewind shouted, but there wasn’t even a hint of malice or sassiness in his voice as it was only laced with laughter, until the ram rammed against his lover again, almost knocking minibot off from him. Without another word, Chromedome sped up until they left the ram eating dust.

”This planet is weird! I love it!” Rewind laughed as he filmed over his shoulder how the ram was left behind. Surely mechs on the ship would love to see them getting chased by a rocky organic.

Chromedome laughed, his engine rumbling with mirth. Then his lover noticed something and patted the vehicle’s hood to get his attention. ”Domey, there is something in the distance.”

”More rams perhaps?”

Rewind focused his optics behind his visor and used his camera to zoom in. He saw many round things in the distance, but he couldn’t tell what they were. ”No, they look like them, but it’s not it. I don’t get any signs of life from there.”

”Should we check it out?”

”It wouldn’t hurt.”

The duo made their way to mysterious objects, only to be shocked out of their minds. Rewind got off from his Conjunx Endura so Chromedome could take his normal mode. The minibot was about to approach the mysterious round objects, when the bigger mech stopped him, pushing him behind himself and approaching objects first.

”What on old Cybertron…?” Chromedome muttered as he touched the weird grass-covered object. When nothing happened, he swiped his servos over the grass, pushing it to the side. He felt his optics widen behind his visor and without his notice Rewind creeping beside him. ”Primus. Domey, do you realize what these are?”

The bigger mech nodded before wiping both his hands over the plants, getting rid of them, and uncovering what they hid there. It was a capsule. Old as time and rusted through every protective layer of metal. Chromedome put some extra pressure on the rusted surface and the rotten metal shattered under his servos like crystal. He couldn’t almost believe what he saw.

A protoform of a cybertronian sparkling, not even fully evolved. It still had its white soft armor, black outlines, and nonexistent head. There were no other details in it that growing sparkling would have. Chromedome extended his hand and carefully felt the protoform. It was stone cold and not emitting any field.

”Rewind… what are these?” The big mech asked without looking away from the cybertronian baby.

”I heard rumors back in old times when the Council decided to get rid of Ovika 1.5 that they used it also as their way of getting rid of failed power spark experiments.” The minibot explained.

”Power spark?”

”They wanted to create an artificial spark that was stronger than normal cybertronian’s spark that could carry much bigger loads than other mechs’ sparks could. Imagine a mech who actually is as big as Ultra Magnus’ armor, but can put on armor much bigger than that.”

”Primus… Those would have changed the whole war.”

”Yeah, but they said that experiments went wrong. Sparklings took deformed forms, grew too small, became predacons, some were weaker than real sparks, and died out before even growing optics. I heard that all the protoforms were destroyed, but I guess that meant that they sent them off into space with Ovika 1.5…”

Chromedome grew silent. He took a look at small protoform, barely grown enough to form a face or alt mode. It had died in a locked capsule with no chances of ever seeing stars or life itself before its life was suffocated. He took a look at hundreds of other capsules and he could already tell that each one had a dead cybertronian sparkling in there.

”That is horrible…”

Rewind nodded, ”I tried to ask about it from Dominus, but he said his lips were shut and denied everything. Of course, I knew he wasn’t able to talk to me about everything but to hold this as a secret…”

The lovers gave a moment of silence to dead cybertronians that didn’t even see light but darkness before they probably starved to death. The moment was finally broken by the big mech. ”We should report to Rodimus and the rest of the crew. They should know about this.”

Rewind nodded and the duo contacted Rodimus through comm link. They connected to comm but were immediately met with Nautica saying something about waiting to the comm link.

’Rodimus? Is Brainstorm also on this comm?’ Chromedome asked about his friend.

’Nautica is here also!’ Brainstorm cheered through comm.

’Hi Chromedome! We got news! Bad news!’ Came Nautica’s voice.

’They can’t be as bad as our news!’ Rewind joined the link, ’There are hundreds of capsules here, full of protoforms from Cybertron!’

’We’re in trouble!’ Skids yelled straight into comm link.

~~~ At South, Ten Minutes Earlier ~~~

Rodimus drove like a madman through the wilderness. For once he was in a planet where there were no speed limits and he wanted to let go a little bit and be wild youngster that he was. There was no Ultra Magnus telling him to slow down or Megatron nagging at him.

The wildlife ran as soon as they heard his motors revving and going off so there wasn’t danger of hitting anyone. He had even left the grassy landscape behind him to avoid rocks or other things that could have been hiding in tall grass.

Rodimus kept driving, occasionally stopping to drift a little and leave his tidemarks on the ground until he saw something rising in the distance. The colorful mech made his way to the object and transformed.

”Wow. Well, you don’t see this every day.” Rodimus whistled. A giant pillar of teal-colored energon grew straight from the ground, growing few heads taller than. It was even so wide that he wouldn’t be able to wrap his arms around it.

”This has to be that ancient energon Swerve was talking about.” The Captain muttered by himself as he eyed the impressive monument. Who would have thought that little chips could grow so tall? Rodimus took a look around the pillar, trying to see if there was a crack or small piece anywhere, and there just happened to be a tiny piece of energon on the ground, just by pillar’s base.

”Hmm, might as well taste this and figure out what so great about this stuff.” Rodimus hummed as he picked up the tiny piece and propped it into his mouth and bit down.

”Ouch! Frag!” The mech cursed and spit the energon out. ”Frag…! That hurt, what I tried to eat? A piece of diamond!?”

Rodimus felt around his mouth, trying to feel if he had cracked a dental plate, but everything seemed to be still intact. He sighed in relief. His perfect smile was still flawless. Then he noticed something. Teal powder at the base of energon pillar.

The Captain wiped his servo over the powder and felt it between his servos. A very fine energon powder. Despite anything he had learned during his life, he licked the powder off from his servo.

Rodimus moaned in delight. That had to be the best energon he had ever tasted in his life! So sweet like energon treat, but not overly sweet and it melted on his glossa like softest oil cake ever. How something that gorgeous tasting could be as hard as a diamond?

The captain looked up, wondering where the powder came from because he wanted to see where the powder came from and he saw four deep grooves just above his head in the pillar. He felt his spark drop. Whatever had left such marks to a energon that hard wasn’t normal.

He had to contact others. Something was seriously wrong on that planet. Rodimus was just about to open his comm link and contact others when he was contacted first. According to incoming information it was from Nautica and Brainstorm.

’This is your Captain? Did you find something?’Rodimus asked.

’Captain, uh, Rodimus? We have a problem!’ Nautica was saying something, but Captain beat her to it.

’Yeah, no shit. I found something. Something is seriously-! Hold on, Chromedome is contacting us.’

’This can’t wait-!’

’Rodimus? Is Brainstorm also on this comm?’Came Chromedome’s voice through comm.

’Nautica is here also!’ Brainstorm cheered.

’Hi Chromedome! We got news! Bad news!’ Nautica said, only to be cut off again.

’They can’t be as bad as our news!’ Rewind joined the link,’There are hundreds of capsules here, from Cybertron!’

’Okay, that beats my news.’Rodimus said,’Nautica, Brainstorm, Chromedome and Rewind, let’s all meet back at the Rodpod. I’ll contact Skids and Swerve and tell them to return-! Hold on, they’re just contacting me.’

’We’re in trouble!’ Skids yelled straight into comm link.

~~~ At West, Five Minutes Earlier ~~~

”Oh my Primus! Skids, look!” Swerve shouted and pointed to the distance. The blue mech turned his attention from two banging giant crickets to look at what his friend was pointing at and he almost couldn’t believe what he saw.

Energon. Pure, brightly glowing energon crystal pillars that were almost as big as Skids raising from the ground in bundles. They were gorgeous, glowing with soothing strong teal color as no other energon glowed. Skids turned to Swerve whose blue visor practically shined in excitement. ”Skids, we found the ancient energon!”

”We sure did.” Skids chuckled as his friend yanked his hand, trying to get more speed to him so they could inspect the mysterious pillars. After the third tug he walked to energon with his friend. As soon as they were next to pillars Swerve let go of him and touched the energon.

”Primus, it’s smooth! I’ve never seen pure energon this smooth! Usually, they’re like unpolished rocks, diamonds, or gemstones. Ragged and sharp! This is almost like it was made to look this perfect!” Swerve babbled excitedly as he felt around the energon pillar like it was a beautiful mech before him.

The metallurgist actually tried to crack the energon with his fist, only for it to bounce back to him. ”Man, this is hard! I think we might need a laser drill or something to get even a piece of this back to ship with us! C’mon, help me with this, find a rock or something!”

”Whatever you need buddy.” Skids shook his head, but turned and started to look around for a rock. Meanwhile, Swerve kept inspecting the pillars, going multiple times around them, taking in every detail he could get.

”Did you find anything?” The red and white mech asked without looking at his friend.

”No, not yet.”

”Keep looking, there must be something that can crack this beauty up! There are already some marks on it!”

”Marks? What kind?”

”I don’t know, I’m not a wilderness professional, I’m a metallurgist, and I know by this hard energon that there is something even harder than that that left these marks here.” Swerve said excitedly, before he ran to his friend’s side, ”Imagine everything we can make with this much ancient energon! We could maybe even grow it on Lost Light, and imagine all the drinks I can make with it!”

”Okay okay!” Skids laughed and snatched a nice sized rock from the ground and turned to face Swerve. ”I think we should try with this rock…” Skids grew silent in a way of danger. A large shadow rose over two mechs as a monster, bigger than Skids had ever seen climbed on top of energon pillars.

The monster was huge, sharp jagged scales black as endless space adorning its body and long tail whipping behind it, enormous wings folded over it’s back and bright crimson lights glowing from scales’ seams over its chest and legs. Big and sharp horns grew from beast’s head, the couple from jaws and it didn’t even have lips to cover sharp looking fangs. Skids was officially scared.

”What? What is it Skids? You look like you saw a ghost!” Swerve laughed, completely oblivious of what was behind him. Until there was a deep gurgling growl. The minibot froze in his place and glanced over his shoulder and Skids saw his friend’s visor flicker.

Bright crimson eyes glared down at small metallurgist and monster’s claws tightened around the energon and it actually cracked under the sharp claws that sank into it, like it was soft energon gelatine.

”Swerve… Back up slowly towards me and don’t take your optics off from that creature…” Skids instructed his friend quietly, trying to stay calm in a dangerous situation. Swerve slowly did as he was told, backing up away, careful not to take his optics off from the monster before them.

The monster stared at them, but when a twig snapped under Swerve’s pede, it growled again and Skids acted. He threw the rock with all his might at the beast and the stone hit it straight to its shoulder. ”Let’s get out of here!” Skids yelled to Swerve and friends quickly transformed and hit the gas and drove away as fast as their tires could take them.

The monster screeched behind them, but the mechs didn’t stay to listen to it, but kept driving. If they were fast they could lose it.

That hope died when the familiar giant shadow landed on top of them. The monster was flying after them. Skids did the right thing he knew was right and opened comm link to the rest of his friends.

’We’re in trouble!’ Skids yelled straight into comm link as soon as he got the line open. ’There is a giant monster chasing me and Swerve!’

’Monster!?’ Came Rodimus’ voice in the comm.

’That’s what we tried to tell you, that there is something seriously dangerous in this planet!’ Nautica screamed to comm link.

’Okay, everyone, get back to the Rodpod, and let’s get out of here! Skids, can you and Swerve lose the monster after you?’ Rodimus asked.

’I don’t think so! It’s flying after us!’

’It can fly!? Interesting! Can you shoot it?’ Brainstorm asked.

’Okay, new plan, Brainstorm get to Rodpod and send an emergency signal to Lost Light! Skids, lead the monster towards South to me! Everyone else, get to the Rodpod and we buy you time to get there before joining you!’

’Got it!’ Everyone shouted and put the plan in action.

”Swerve, head to the Rodpod! I’ll be a decoy so you can get to safety!” Skids shouted over monster’s roaring and Swerve was quick to do as he said. ”Got it, on my way, be safe!” Skids and Swerve made quick turns, each in a different direction, and Skids even flashed his rear light to get the monster’s attention.

Two of them went to complete different directions and Skids did everything he could to get the monster to follow him… but to his horror, the monster ignored him completely. It went after his bartender friend.

Skids tried to turn on all his audios, trying to get a monster to come to him with noises, but the beast only showed interest towards the speeding minibot.

”Frag!” Skids cursed and made a quick U-turn and drove after his friend. He quickly contacted Rodimus.

’Rodimus, plan failed! The monster is after Swerve and heading towards Rodpod!’

’Pit! Okay, try to get that creature’s attention at any cost! I’ll be there in a second!’

’Roger that!’

Skids tried to catch up with his friend as best as he could, but the distance between them had grown too big. He tried to contact Swerve with comm link, but something was jamming the connection. The blue mech cursed and drove faster than he ever remembered driving, but it was too late.

Rodpod came to view and so did all their friends waiting for them there. Chaos hit them all like a shooting star. Everything happened in such a short time that no one couldn’t almost understand it. There was a roar and all of sudden the monster was just before them and glaring each one of them that it saw as invaders.

When Rodimus made it to the scene the beast roared again and surprised everyone by shooting a long stream of pure bright blue flames towards the sky. The heat was overwhelming, even if it wasn’t directed at any mech on the scene and for bots who didn’t feel heat or cold like organics, it was a great shock.

”Primus, it’s enormous!” Nautica shouted.

”Be careful everyone! Get to the ship when you get the first chance!” Rodimus shouted, getting next to Skids.

The monster whipped its enormous head towards Rewind with a growl and Chromedome was in front of his Conjunx Endura in a second, shielding him with his whole body and being, ready to bounce at the monster with empty hands. There wasn’t even a hint of fear of death in his actions. Not towards his death though. If he was to lose Rewind when he had just gotten him back then he would have truly died.

The monster dug its claws into the ground and focused its optics on Nautica and Brainstorm who were standing side by side. When the crimson eyes made contact with the scientist’s optics, he squealed like a mouse and hid behind Nautica, who stood her ground bravely, ready to protect her friend.

The black beast turned its attention on the rest of the group. Rodimus and Skids were side by side, ready to fight together against the attacker, their fists clenched and arms in the right position to throw punches as powerful as possible. For a second, it appeared that the monster was going to back out. It didn’t stop growling, but it raised it’s head off from threatening snapping position and even took a step back to retreat… until its eyes landed on Swerve.

Small, weak, and vulnerable Swerve was hiding behind a tree. That didn’t seem to launch the upcoming attack, but the fact that Swerve was alone.

The monster roared and in a blink of an eye rotated it’s head in a circle, shooting flames all over itself. Mechs ran away from the danger and the monster used the panic it created for its advantage as it ran straight through the fire towards Swerve.

”Swerve!” Skids shouted and ran towards his friend, but the monster whipped around and hit him with its tail, sending him flying straight into the air. Swerve got down on his knees when the monster got to him, trying to appear as small as possible. The beast swiped its claws through the air and with that move sliced the whole tree in pieces.

”Oh Primus, Skids, Captain, somebody!” Swerve screamed in terror as the monster’s claws wrapped around him.

”Hold on Swerve!” Nautica and Rodimus yelled and ran to save their friend. They had no time to waste. The beast turned towards them, roared and with a flap of its great wings, sent a surge of wind at them, knocking them on their afts.

The beast roared again and took off to the sky, Swerve with him and screaming from the bottom of his chassis. ”HEEEEEEELP!”

”Swerve!” The Autobot’s got together, Skids already in a motion to save his friend.

”Where it’s taking Swerve!?” The blue mech shouted, looking at his friends and then towards the black dot on the sky, ”C’mon, we got to follow it before it hurts him!”

Rodimus, Chromedome, and Nautica nodded in agreement.

”Okay, here’s what we do! Brainstorm, you fly after the beast, me and Skids follow behind you while Nautica takes Rewind and Chromedome back to Lost Light and comes back with Megatron, Ultra Magnus, and Whirl!” The Captain shouted orders, ready to transform to go after the monster, when Brainstorm got in his way, ”Wait wait, hold on!”

”Brainstorm, what the frag!?” Rodimus shouted at the scientist, ”That beast might drop Swerve at any given second or rip him apart! We must hurry, now!”

”I know I know, but listen! Me and Nautica made some important findings when we were exploring the planet! You see, it’s the start of the Spring season on this planet! Notice how flowers are blooming and those ancient energon bundles are glowing?” Brainstorm asked and pointed at each thing in his speech.

”Cut the chase Brainstorm and tell us what it matters!” Chromedome snapped, still holding Rewind tightly against his chassis, not showing any signs of letting his loved one touch the planet’s ground anymore. The scientist cleared his intake as a lousy cover up to his giddiness towards science, ”It’s animals’ breeding season! Me and Nautica took notes on many animals fragging in the safe places!”

Everyone glanced at Nautica and she nodded, ”Brainy tells the truth. We even saw a weird rodent with reptile tails doing it.”

”So what you’re saying is that-!”

”That’s right!” Brainstorm giggled like a madman, ”That monster saw a potential mate in Swerve, snatched him, and took him with him so it could breed with him!”

#reader #Reader insert #My Story #transformers #eventual smut #writing #Rodimus #Swerve #Nautica #Brainstorm #Chromedome #Rewind #Skids #simple femme

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TAG GAME BONANZA!!

I’ve been tagged in a shit-ton of games and I haven't done them bc I’ve been busy (but the real reason is bc I’m trash™) so I’m just gonna post them all here under the cut; if you tagged me in any of these, I’m tagging you to do another one, choose whichever you like (or all of them lmao)(or anyone else who wants to do it, just say I tagged you lmao)(also people from nataliesroyalfamily and my bimblebubble fam u are tagged) do feel obligated to do it, this is not optional. (there’s a dot at the end, that’s how we know it’s official)(also I might have already answered to yours before, but idk to which (oops) so yeah :)) I spent a lot of time on this, I’m exhausted, please at least read it and get to know a bit more about me :))

Rules: Answer the 20 questions and tag 20 amazing followers you’d like to get to know better!

Tagged by: @opuggno, @sirjsblack @njmphadora @simplywolfstar, @tlnagoldsteln @billspotts <33

Name | ana Nicknames | most people just call me ana or *cringes* ana lourdes *sigh*, my mom calls me anita, my friends call me shitface, dog or bitch, @njmphadora and @findfyre call me ana banana (but I secretly, ok, it’s not that much of a secret, but I hate bananas)(or any fruit for that matter)(shhhhhh don’t tell them!!),and that’s about it Zodiac sign | aquarius Height | 1.65m or 5′4′’ Orientation | Straight Ethnicity | latin american Hogwarts house | ravenclaw Favourite fruit | limes Favourite season | idk ok?? either fall or winter Favourite book | harry potter Favourite flower | I’m not really a flower person, I just don’t get it?? they’re just plants that smell like plants lmao Favourite scent | cleaning supplies, permanent marker (u know, the ones that smell nice), books (old and new), lime juice lmao, freshly baked cookies, fries (ofc) and idk what else Favourite colour | idk. black?? white?? it might be white bc it’s so neat?? but black is bold af asdfghds idk Favourite animal | cats?? turtles?? the fish emoji?? foxes (like dayumn) idk Last thing you googled | froot loops (my friends thought it was fruit loops lmao) Coffee, tea, or hot cocoa | ICED tea, hot cocoa, never coffee Average sleep hours | 3-4 hours (I should sleep more Cat or dog person | both lol (I love pets!!) Favourite fictional character | James Potter?? Number of blankets you sleep with | one Dream trip | london Blog created | December 23rd 2016 Number of followers | 1936 (excited but idk what to do for 2k!!)

RULES: answer all questions, add one question of your own and tag as many people as there are questions. I was tagged by @quidditchplayer, @hagridsrubeus <33

1. coke or pepsi: COKE!!! (VANILLA COKE IS LIFE!!)

2. disney or dreamworks: disney

 3. coffee or tea: ICED tea

 4. books or movies: both! but tbh I have been watching a lot more movies than I have been reading books!

 5. windows or mac: mac 

6. dc or marvel: MARVEL!! (sorry dc!! I still love you <3)

7. x-box or playstation: where’s nintendo though?? bc I still own a super nintendo lmao and a nintendo 64 does this make me hipster/vintage or smth??

8. dragon age or mass effect: … *cricket chirps in the distance* idk what this is lol

 9. night owl or early riser: definitely night owl

10. cards or chess: cards !! (I actually have a playing card collection lmao)

11. chocolate or vanilla: most of the time chocolate

12. vans or converse: converse 

13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar: ummmm *more crickets come bc idk what this is either* 

14. fluff or angst: angst I guess?? idk, it’s more entertaining lmao

15. beach or forest: idk, sorry… beach??

16. dogs or cats: both!!

17. clear skies or rain: clear skies 

18. cooking or eating out: getting food (specially junk food)(McDonalds is life!!)

19. spicy food or mild food: I don’t eat spicy food, but I do eat this spicy sauce powder called tajín, I love it!! I have an obsession and it’s getting out of hand!! I have like 4 regular sized bottles, a big one, and a fun sized one…

20. halloween/samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: we don’t celebrate halloween (which sucks) so christmas

21. would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: a little too cold !!

22. if you could have a superpower, what would it be? shape shifting (I’m copying megan’s answer lol)(we are clones, so I guess it’s ok)

 23. animation or live action: both!1 I am not choosing here!! just no!!!!

24. paragon or renegade: *more crickets come in, they start getting cozy, bring out some wine bc a party is starting*

25. baths or showers: I don’t understand baths tbh (just like music and flowers…) so showers

 26. team cap or team ironman: team avengers!! (I may or may not have cheated…)

 27. fantasy or sci-fi: fantasy??

28. do you have three or four favourite quotes, if so what are they: I don’t get quotes either lol I’m bad at humaning

29. youtube or netflix: both!! I’m such youtube trash tbh and netflix as well

30. harry potter or percy jackson: H A R R Y P O T T E R !!!! (duh)

31. when do you feel accomplished: when I win  (omg megan!! same!!)

32. star wars or star trek: S T A R W A R S

 33. paperback books or hardcover books: hardcover (I can hit so many people with them)(my friends love me ok??)

34. to live in a world without literature or without music?: music lol

35. who was the last person to make you laugh? @siriusblsck with her twitching eye

36: city or countryside? city

37: favorite chips? Caribas

 38: pants or dresses? los pantalones

 39: libraries or museums? idk, libraries I guess

 40: character driven stories or plot driven stories? idk idk idk

41: fairy tales or mythology? not much into these

42. pen or pencil? PENS!! but math is done in pencil people!!

43. toilet paper over or under? OVER IS THE RIGHT WAY!!!

Rules: tag nine people you want to get to know better

tagged by @hogwarts-underground, @lilyevcnz, @billspotts, @tonqs, @shriekingshxck, @thatmarauderer :)

Relationship Status: single

Favourite Colour: black or white probably

Lipstick or Chapstick: chapstick, I don’t own any makeup

Last Song I Listened To: idk

Top 3 TV Shows: I don’t have a top 3 but you can check out my common room aka tv room and see which ones I have in the faves category I guess

Top 3 Characters: don’t know (I’m bad at faves)

Top 3 Ships: HP wise Jily, Romione, Wolfstar

Books I’m Currently Reading: the same 3 books I’ve been “reading” since december lmao, What if? by Randall Monroe, The Thing Explainer by Randall monroe as well and Gravity Falls Journal 3 (such trash™)

i was tagged by @lunalocegood

rules:

you can only say guilty or innocent.

you are not allowed to explain anything unless someone asks you.

tag 10 people.

asked someone to marry you? innocent kissed one of your friends? innocent danced on a table in a bar or tavern? innocent ever told a lie? guilty had feelings for someone whom you can’t have? innocent ever kissed someone of the opposite sex? innocent ever kissed someone of the same sex? innocent kissed a picture? innocent slept in until 5pm? guilty af fallen asleep at work or school? guilty af held a snake? innocent been suspended from school? innocent stolen something? innocent done something you regret? guilty laughed until something you were drinking came out of your nose? guilty caught a snowflake on your tongue? innocent kissed in the rain? innocent sat on a roof top? guilty sang in the shower? innocent been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? innocent slept naked? innocent made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? innocent been in a band? guilty (does backup singer for 1 song count?) shot a gun? innocent donated blood? innocent eaten alligator meat? innocent eaten cheesecake? guilty have/had a tattoo? innocent been too honest? guilty ruined a surprise? innocent ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you can’t walk after? guilty erased someone in your friends list? innocent dressed in a man’s clothes? guilty dressed in a woman’s clothes? guilty joined a pageant? innocent been told that you’re beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? guilty?? still have communication with your ex? innocent cheated on someone? innocent got totally drunk one night when you had an important exam the next morning? innocent a total stranger treated you by paying your fare? innocent got so angry that you cried? guilty tried to stay away from someone for their own good? innocent actually murdered someone? innocent thought about mass murder? innocent actually committed a mass murder? innocent rode in a stranger’s vehicle? guilty (do cabs count?) stalked someone? guilty had a girlfriend? innocent had a boyfriend? innocent totally drunk during a holiday? innocent

tell us one favorite character from ten shows and tag people

tagged by @njmphadora, @zabiniblaisee

friends: chandler bing

sherlock: sherlock

gossip girl: blair waldorf

himym: barney stinson

parks and rec: andy dwyer or april ludgate

the office: dwight schrute

white collar: neal caffrey

pretty little liars: aria montgomery

suits: mike ross

brooklyn nine-nine: jake peralta

put your music on shuffle, list the first 9 songs and your favorite lyrics from each, then tag 9 people

i was tagged by @njmphadora, @tonqs, @euphemiapottcr @zabiniblaisee, @percweasly, @lilyevcnz, @anything-with-strawberries (I know it’s not the same game!! but I’m tired lmao)

sidenote: I’m gonna suck at this one bc I don’t listen to music :) (also I swear I have some other music ok?? my phone just really wanted me to listen to la la land and popstar lmao)

1. confucio - el trio de los tres

era un chino japonés, era el gran maestro kong, ganaba en el boliche, badmintong y ping pong, en la pista de baile no tenía comparación, ser el mejor en todo era su ilusión

2. another day of sun - la la land soundtrack

without a nickel to my name, hopped a bus, here I came, could be brave or just insane, we’ll have to see

3. mona lisa - the lonely island

mona lisa, you’re an overrated piece of shit, with your terrible style and your dead shark eyes, and a smirk like your hiding a dick what the fuck is this garbage?

4. city of stars - la la land

A look in somebody’s eyes To light up the skies To open the world and send it reeling A voice that says, I’ll be here And you’ll be alright

5. incredible thoughts - the lonely island

TV is free, but what is the cost? We have GPS and yet, we’re still lost A carrot in the desert, a camel in the garden A man with giant ears begging your pardon bonus: Imagine if a fish could play guitar And also sing, it would sound bizarre like My name is Mr. Fish These guys thoughts have granted my wish

6. rap god - eminem

But look at the accolades these skills brung me Full of myself, but still hungry I bully myself ‘cause I make me do what I put my mind to When I’m a million leagues above you Ill when I speak in tongues But it’s still tongue-and-cheek, fuck you

7. hey there delilah - plain white t’s

Hey there Delilah What’s it like in New York City? I’m a thousand miles away But girl, tonight you look so pretty Yes you do Times Square can’t shine as bright as you I swear it’s true

8. the greatest - sia

I’m free to be the greatest, I’m alive I’m free to be the greatest here tonight, the greatest The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive

9. I’m so humble - the lonely island

I’ve got it all and I’m gettin’ more But I never fall, beat 'em all Cause you know I’m so humble I’m so humble, I’m so humble I’m a superstar, I kick down the door Got the money and the girls And I’m also so humble I’m so humble I’m so humble, I’m so humble

tagged by @fleuvrdelacour, @ameljiabones, @kingscross, @thatmarauderer, @opuggno

APPEARANCE:

I am 5′7″ or taller

I wear glasses

I have at least one tattoo

I have at least one piercing.

I have blonde hair

I have brown eyes

I have short hair

My abs are at least somewhat defined (kinda lol)(I’m fatty bc junk food)

I have or have had braces

There is something I would change about the way I look

PERSONALITY:

My Hogwarts house is: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin

I am an introvert

I like meeting new people (sometimes)

People tell me that I’m funny (More like I tell myself that I’m funny)

Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me

I enjoy physical challenges

I enjoy mental challenges

I’m playfully rude with people I know well

I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it

There is something I would change about my personality

ABILITY:

I can sing

I can play an instrument

I can do over 30 pushups without stopping

I’m a fast runner

I can draw well

I have a good memory

I’m good at doing math in my head

I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute

I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling

I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch

I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES:

I enjoy playing sports

I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else

I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else

I have learned a new song in the past week

I work out at least once a week

I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months

I have drawn something in the past month

I enjoy writing

Fandoms are my #1 passion

I do or have done martial arts

EXPERIENCES:

I have had my first kiss

I have had alcohol

I have scored the winning goal in a sports game

I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting

I have been at an overnight event

I have been in a taxi

I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year

I have beaten a video game in one day

I have visited another country

I have been to one of my favourite band’s concerts

RELATIONSHIP:

I’m in a relationship

I have a celebrity crush

I have a crush on someone I know (counting crush as my boyfriend)

I have been in at least 3 relationships

I have never been in a relationship

I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them

I get crushes easily

I have had a crush on someone for over a year

I have been in a relationship for at least a year

I have had feelings for a friend

MY LIFE:

I have at least one person I consider a “best friend”

I live close to my school

My parents are still together

I have at least one sibling

I live in the United States

There is snow right now where I live

I have hung out with a friend outside of school in the past month

I have a smartphone

I have at least 15 CDs

I share my room with someone

RANDOM SHIT:

I have breakdanced

I know a person named Jamie

I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce

I have dyed my hair

I’m listening to one song on repeat right now

I have punched someone in the past week

I know someone who has gone to jail

I have broken a bone

I have eaten a waffle today

I know what I want to do with my life

I speak at least 2 languages fluently

I have made a new friend in the past year

get to know me (better!)

I was tagged by @quidditchplayer, @kingscross,

Blog: @oblviqte

(nick)Name(s): ana, anita, shitface, ana banana (I still don’t like them…)

Preferred Gender: female

Star Sign: aquarius

Height: 1.65m or 5'4”

Sexual Orientation: straight

Favourite Colour: black or white or both

Favourite Animal: all animals!!

Cat or Dog person: both!!

Favourite Fictional Characters: ugh idk lmao

Number of blankets I sleep with: one

Favourite Singer/Band: none

Dream Trip: london

Dream Job: systems engineer/ programming, coding all that jazz

When was this blog created: december 23rd 2016

What made you create this Blog? HP IS LIFE!!

rules: list ten of your favorite people from ten different fandoms and then tag ten people!

I was tagged by @ameljiabones

1. James Potter (HP) 2. I can’t choose an avenger, I’m sorry I love them all (MARVEL) 3. eleven (STRANGER THINGS) 4. Jake Peralta (B99) 5. Dipper and Mabel (bc they are both me af!!) (GRAVITY FALLS) 6. Marty McFly (BTTF) 7. Peeta Melark (HUNGER GAMES) 8. aslan (NARNIA) 9. Sherlock (SHERLOCK) 10. Spencer Reid (my bby omg I love him so much why is he not real??!)(CRIMINAL MINDS)

I was tagged by @billspotts

Star sign: Aquarius

Favourite musical artists: I’m super weird and don’t really listen to music aah

Song stuck in my head: the la laland soundtrack is stuck on my mind forever!! (pls send help)(I hum while I take exams and people look at me!! heeeellplp!!)

Last movie i watched: idk man, the last movie I saw was probably la la land lmao (I need to watch some movies!!)

Last TV show i watched: Skam

Hogwarts house: Ravenclaw

Lucky number: 3, 7, 618

Favourite characters: at this point just scroll up lmao

Favourite fruit: limes

Favourite season: winter or fall

Favourite colour: black and/or white

Favourite animal: all animals

Coffee, tea or hot cocoa: ICED tea

Cat or dog person: both!!

Dream trip: london!!

tagged by @kingscross, @hufflefck

What is your name? ana

How old are you? XVI

What houses are you in? ravenclaw

What kind of blog do you run? idk, HP/multifandom I guess??

Your patronus? rottweiler

wand core? phoenix feather

Your Pottermore house results? Ravenclaw

Ilvermorny house? Wampus

Which book is your favourite? idk

Which book is your least favourite? hbp??

Which movie is your favourite? idk

What is your least favourite movie? sfx wise ps lmao but leaving that aside, idk

What is your favourite quote?I’m not a quote person

Favourite Potter? James Potter

Favourite Weasley? Fred weasley or Charlie, Charlie is cool

Favourite Malfoy? Draco Malfoy.

Favourite Black? Sirius Black.

Favourite Marauder? Remus Lupin (bc I already put everyone else lmao)

Favourite Golden Trio? Hermione Granger.

Favourite Silver Trio? Neville Longbottom

Favourite female character? Hermione Granger

Favourite male character? James

Favourite professor? Lupin ofc

Favourite House? Ravenclaw

Which character do you dislike the most? snape and umbridge, but snape more, fuck that guy

What ships are your favourite? Jily, Romione, Wolfstar, Remadora (but not the way it happened in the books), Deamus, flintwood, Hinny

If you could make up your own house what would be the traits?tbh, idk

What would your Amortentia smell like? permanent markers, books, lime juice, freshly baked cookies

Which do you prefer, owls, cats or a frog? Owls are more practical and all, but we would probably have a family owl and I’m trash™ for cats

Which is your favourite Harry Potter era? marauder era

5 things tag

tagged by @burkesandborgin

5 things you’ll find in my bag (I don’t carry a bag, unless my backpack counts…)

my phone

my Gravity Falls Journal 3

my bag of sharpies

my pencilcase

my phone’s charger

5 things you’ll find in my bedroom

my cat

tajín

stuffed animals

my playing card collection

some books

5 things I’ve always wanted to do in life

get a tattoo

go to london

become successful

be part of a film/play production or smth

own a cool house

5 things that make me happy

tv shows

friends

making stuff

eating lmao

5 things I’m currently into

decoding/deciphering ciphers/codes that stuff

plain colors

minimalist stuff

annoying people

making people laugh (but that’s always lmao)

5 things on my to-do list

watch all the movies I haven’t watched

catching up with tv shows

making a shit-ton of moodboards

buy swimsuits/beach clothes

send college recomendation letter info to some teachers

5 things people may not know about me

I love plantain chips

I have a birthmark on my right knee and everyone thinks it’s a scar

I have a scar on my left knee and idk when I got it lol

I love super paper mario (it might be my fave super mario game)(after smash lol)(i love smash sm!!)(someone play smash with me!!)(dibs on kirby)

I know a bunch of digits of π (pi lmao) bc I’m a nerd

🌻🐝A body positivity tag game 🐝🌻

i was tagged by @njmphadora, @lilyevcnz <33

🌻🐝Tag people you want to feel pretty af 🐝🌻

Post your some selfies where you feel cute af ~ x x x x

Something you love about your hair ~ I love my hair sm tbh like it’s pretty lmao

Something you love about your eyes ~ like you can tell it’s me?? from when I’m a baby so I like that :P

Something you love about your mouth ~ it’s not bad, it’s goot a nice mouth shape I guss

Something you love about your nose ~ I LOVE MY NOSE!! like?? it’s just asdfyhs idk, I just like it and I get complimented on it a lot and people describe me by it, idk, I love it :D

Something you love about your legs ~ they’re long and they’re not totally skinny, like they’re curvy and they have a nice shape

Something you love about your butt ~ I guess it’s ok, it has a good butt shape?? it’s good…

Something you love about your tummy ~ even though I don’t eat any fruits or veggies it’s not like super chubby, like ofc I’m not a victoria’s secret model, but I’m skinny :)

Something you love about your chest ~ lol ok, so it’s like not too big but not too small, so it’s like a good chest size

Something you love about your height ~ I’m like regular height (but my legs are long and my torso is short so finding clothes that fit me just right is hard, but also most clothes are kinda made for my height I guess??) I can wear heels or flats and look normal??

Something you love about your weight ~ tbh for the amount of junk food I eat, I’m very happy with my weight :D

When do you feel prettiest ~ when my hair is down and it’s clean (so never lol)

When did you last feel beautiful ~ last saturday?? on tuesday?? idk lol

tag game!

i was tagged by @percweasly

rules: enter your answers then tag 10 people! use the first letter of your name to answer each question. real answers only. if the person who tagged you has the same initial, you must use different answers. you cannot use the same word twice.

name: ana

a four letter word: ants

a boys name: andrew

an occupation: astrophysicist

something you wear: apron

food: apricot

something you find in a bathroom: aloe vera body lotion

a place: azerbaijan

reason for being late: andrew garfield was getting into a bus and I had to chase him

something you shout: aaaaaaaaa!!!

movie titles: ant-man

something you drink: a soda (lmao I cheated, sorry)

an animal: ape

a type of car: audi

title of a song: another day of sun - la la land soundtrack (that music tag got to me…)

tag ten people u want to get to know better

i was tagged by @fallxng-stars name/nickname: ana, anita, shitface and ana banana (still don’t like them…)

relationship status: single favorite colors: white, black, gold, silver, and others probably last song i listened to: look at the last song from the music tag game lol

favorite tv shows: can’t choose but you can see them at my common room aka tv room first fandom: HP hobbies: reading, scrolling thru tumblr, chatting w friends, using photoshop (editing!), procrastinating, watching tv, decoding ciphers, learning how to do stuff, drawing, and more books i’m currently reading: The Thing Explainer, What If? and Gravity Falls Journal 3 worst thing i’ve ever eaten: fruits and veggies (eww) favorite place(s): home, where the wifi is

tag game

I wish there was a store where you could just pick up a fictional character and they could be your best friend, significant other, or even arch nemesis. Copy the idea, write who your best friend, significant other, and arch nemesis would be. Then, tag 5-10 friends to do this!!

tagged by: @fleuvrdelacour

best friend(s): Hermione Granger, Fred & George, Dipper and Mabel Pines, I wanna be bff’s with everyone tbh

significant other:James Potter, Dr. Spencer Reid, Jake Peralta and I’m probably forgetting someone

arch nemesis: ughh Snape, Umbridge, and Gideon Gleeful

#tag games #I spent like 3 hours on this #pls read it #there are so many people #I can't tag al of you guys #I don't have the strength #personal #nataliesroyalfamily #bimblebubblefam

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elizaslegacy · 8 years

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Prince of Crimson Tides (Chapter 4)

Summary: You’re a Spanish princess whose ship was raided by pirates. You come to find that the Captain of the pirate ship is none other than Captain Miranda - otherwise known as the Prince of Crimson Tides.

Pairing(s): Lin x reader (give me suggestions for other pairings!!)

Warnings: cursing, death, guns, mentions of sex (in Spanish)

Tags: @lookaroundlookaroundhowlucky @haletotheking24 @hamiltonwrotetheother51

It all happened so fast.

One minute, you had just been talking to Jasmine and Leslie. Well, Jasmine had been yelling at you while Leslie looked around anxiously. You had remained quiet.

The next thing you knew, crew members of the rogue ship were swinging over onto the deck, advancing towards you.

Leslie ushered you into Lin’s quarters once again, locking the door behind him. You saw the man pull out a cutlass though the cracks in the old wooden door; a lump formed in your throat.

Shouts and cries sounded from the deck; Anthony emerged from Lin’s room looking slightly baffled. “Wait,” he started, his eyebrows furrowing. “You tricked me and left!”

You bit your lip and hung your head in shame. The betrayed look on his face was similar to that of a kicked puppy. You opened your mouth to apologize, but were interrupted by the door being barged down behind you. You jumped in fright, praying to every god you knew that it was just an upset Lin or the like.

No such luck. You were faced with a true fulfillment of the pirate stereotype you had originally expected Lin to embody - scraggly beard, coarse hair, missing teeth, and sun-spotted skin. The man chuckled darkly.

“So this is where the Captain keeps his real treasure, eh?” The man’s voice was hoarse and rough; he spoke in a heavy British accent.

You remained dead silent; you could hear your heart pounding in your ears. It felt as though your veins had turned to ice. Anthony, however, did not share your sentiments. “Uh, no. The treasure is kept in the treasury. I think that’s pretty obvious,” he stated matter-of-factly.

You stared at him incredulously. Was he fucking kidding? This man probably had a deadly weapon on hand, ready to kill, and Anthony decides to fucking sass him? You wanted to shout at him, but remained silent.

The rogue pirate slowly walked over to you, eyeing you up as though you were a piece of meat. “Hello, Princess,” he said gruffly, grinning with that creepy toothless smile. “We’re gonna take you with us on The Rose. You’re ours now.”

Fear shot through your heart, your hands becoming clammy, but Anthony interrupted again. “You say that as if The Rose still exists,” he laughed merrily. “You can’t bring the princess onto a ship that doesn’t exist.”

The man growled angrily, stepping towards Anthony. “Watch it, kid. I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about, but you better hold your tongue.”

“What I’m saying is extremely simple,” Anthony drawled casually; he picked dirt out of his fingernails without a care in the world. “The Prince of Crimson Tides is the captain of this ship, and you’ve been in here a good five minutes. I think you’ll find that The Rose ceases to exist.”

The man opened his mouth to protest, but a deafening gunshot stopped him. In a flash of smoke, he was facedown on the wooden floor with a single bullet hole in the back of his head.

Your features contorted with horror as you looked up to the source of the gunshot; you were met with the cold eyes of Captain Miranda. He looked different than normal. His demeanor was stoic; his mere presence felt ice cold. You felt even more terrified than before, if that was possible.

A bark of laughter escaped Anthony’s lips. “Yo, that was crazy, Lin! I just said all that shit hoping somebody would show up.” You looked at the young man nervously. There was a dead body on the floor and he was laughing?

Anthony opened his mouth to speak again, but was cut off by Lin’s harsh tone. “Ramos, it’s time for you to leave. I need to deal with la princesa now.”

The younger man immediately nodded and scampered out of the room, as though Lin was a predator and he was the frightened prey. The door slammed shut behind him.

“You’re a bitch, you know that?” the Captain hissed. You rolled your eyes dismissively. “What the fuck was that attitude right there? You know, I felt bad about the whole bath debacle before, but you need to be punished now.”

“Punished? Who the fuck do you think-”

Your words were stopped by Lin’s lips forcefully colliding with yours. Your eyes shot open in shock; you tried to pull away and protest, but the Captain was now gripping your waist with an unflinching grasp. The taste of the salty ocean breeze entered your mouth as he forced your lips open.

Lin pulled away for a brief moment to glare down into your eyes. “I’m the Prince of Crimson fucking Tides. I suggest you start treating me with the respect I deserve.”

Before you could object, his lips were back on yours; his tongue worked its way into your mouth despite your feeble attempts to pull away.

The Captain pushed you down on the bed. “Are you a virgin?” he inquired angrily, flames burning in his eyes.

You spluttered. “W-why would you need to know that? Get off of me!”

Lin’s hand slid under your chin, pulling your head up until your eyes met his.

“Princesa,” he cautioned. “Si no me respondes, te joderé hasta que no puedas caminar por una semana.”

Your heart dropped as you understood his effortless Spanish. Wait, what? Lin spoke Spanish? He spoke flawlessly, too, not stumbling over his words once.

You gulped. “Yes. Yes, I’m a virgin. Virginity is held sacred in my kingdom and women are discarded like trash if they fornicate before marriage,” you rambled, reciting the age old law that had been burned into your brain so many times.

And just like that, Lin’s hands left you. You looked up to see him standing about a foot away from you, his hands held up in surrender.

“Wait...w-what?” you asked, confused at the Captain’s sudden retreat. The only response you received was a slam of the bedroom door as he immediately left.

“Do ya think he’d actually kill her?” Anthony murmured, fear evident in his voice.

“Hah! As if,” Renee snorted as she swept the desk leisurely.

Daveed nodded. “Yeah, Renee’s right. He’s soft for her.”

“In the emotional way,” Jasmine added. “Most definitely not in the physical sense.” The group laughed quietly.

The crew continued about their duties, trying not to snicker when they saw a disheveled Lin appear later.

#prince of crimson tides #chapter 4 #new chapter #lin x reader #pirate!au

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acerousacoria · 8 years

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(( Note to self of words to use in new trolltags (from here); incomplete and very long because there’s a lot of words and Ctrl+F didn’t really help so I’m going through them all one by one

Mirrak:

A - abditive (hidden/secret), abnegate (to renounce/repudiate), absinthial (bitter), acerous/akeratophorous (without horns), achroous (colorless), acoria (great hunger), aesopian (comprehensible only by members of a movement), aeviternal/aeviternity (endless/eternal existence), affrayer (attacker), affreux (scary), ageusia (inability to taste), agersia (unaging), agonistic (aggressive), allotriophagy (craving strange foods), anabiosis (return to life), anchorite, antiblastic (providing immunity), apterygial (finless), arrhizal (lacking roots), arrosive (gnawing), autarkic (independent)

B - bagarre (brawl), barratry (inciting violence), billingsgate (coarse language), brach/brachet (female hound / brat), brachycerous (w/ clipped horns), brachyology/breviloquence (abbreviated speech)

C - cachaemic (has poisoned blood), calver (to eat live fish), calvous (bald), canophilia (love of dogs), capistrate (hooded), carnassial / creatophagous / creophagous (flesh-eating), catarolysis (cursing to let off steam), cataplexy (feigning death), chlamydate/cucullate (hooded), cittosis (desire for strange foods). contumacious (stubborn/anti-authority), cryptadia (hidden things), cynegetic (hunting-related)

D - dacnomania (obsession with killing), dapifer (one who brings meat to the table), decalvant/depilatory (removing hair), dentigerous (bearing teeth), depascent (eating), diprionidian (serrated), diutiurnal (long-lasting), dolioform (barrel shaped), donnybrook (brawl)

E - ecdemomania (compulsive wandering), eclipsis (omission of words in speech), edacious (voracious), embonpoint (plump), epilate (to remove hair), esculent (edible), esurient (hungry)

F -

G - gauntlet, gestatorial (pertaining to carrying), gnathal (pertaining to the jaws), gomphosis (excessive tooth growth), grobianism (boorishness)

T - tachygraphy (shorthand), talionic (retributive), temporicide (killing time), thyestean (cannibalistic), titanism (defiance of social norms), toxicophagous (eating poison), trachyphonia (roughness of voice), tramontane (uncivilized), tranation (swimming across)

Kynara:

A - abirritate (to habituate), aboideau (tide gate), abyssopelagic (ocean depths), acersecomic (someone who’s never had a haircut), agathism (belief that things proceed towards an ultimate good), alamode/ardass (silk), alembicated (over-refined), amaranth (unfading flower), apotropaic (designed to turn away evil), aulic (courtly),

B - bahadur (self-important official), baisemain (kiss on hand), baldachin (silk and gold fabric), barege/barracan/bombycine (silk), bienséance (proper thing), brilliantine (hair oil)

C - camaca/cendal/charmeuse (silk), caritative (generous), cervicorn (antler-like), cladose (branching), coralliferous (bearing coral)

D - dapatical (costly, sumptuous), dation (act of donating), deipnosophy (learned conversation), demesne (feudal manor), deontic (relating to duty), devoir (duty), didact, dispendious (expensive)

E - eirenarch (keeper of the peace), ennomic (lawful), éolienne (silk)

F -

G - gazar/georgette/grenadine (silk), gracility (slenderness)

T - tabaret (silk), tabinet (silk), taffeta, talar (ankle-length robe), thalassiarchy (sovereignty of the seas), thalassophilous (loves the sea), thesmothete (law-giver), togated, tournure (poise), tulle

Desill:

A - abrosia (fasting), achaenocarp (type of fruit), adelaster (plant with unknown flowers), adscript (bound to the earth), adynamia (helplessness), agrology (study agricultural soil), agrostology (study of grasses), alkanet (red plant-based dye), ambsace (bad luck), amyous (lacking muscle), anguiform/anguine (snake-y), apositia (dislike of food), asitia (lack of appetite), assibilate (speak w/ a hiss)

B - bistre (brown pigment), brunneous (brown), burnet/burrel (brown cloth)

C - carpogenous (fruit eating), castory/castaneous (brown), colubriform / colubrine / crotaline (snakelike)

D - doloriferous (bearing grief/pain), dormition (sleeping/death)

E - egestuous (desperately poor), elapid (cobra-like), emarcid (wilted), epitonic (overstrained)

F -

G - gymnophobia (fear of nudity)

T - tabefaction (wasting away), tabescent (wasting/shriveling), tabific (consumptive), tatterdemalion, taupe (brownish-grey), tenne (orange-brown), thalassophobia (fear of the sea), torpid (lethargic)

Maikol:

A - acanaceous (prickly), actinism (radiation causing chemical change), aeneous (bronze color), agrypnia (insomnia), almagest (astronomy textbook), arreptitious (hurried), astrionics (spaceflight electronics),

C - celidography (marks on a planet/sun), chevelure (comet tail), citigrade (fast), cosmosophy, cosmotellurian (like heaven and earth)

D - diddicoy (tinkerer, scrap-dealer)

G - gerascophobia (fear of growing old)

T - tanquam (person fit for education)

Oci:

A - absquatulate (to flee), acatamathesia (inability to understand), accollé (collared), agacerie (allurement), ahimsa (non-violence), ambulophobia, aneabil (unmarried), anuptaphobia (fear of being single), apodysophilia (feverish desire to undress)

B - basial/basiation (kissing), blarney/blandiloquence/blandish, byssine/byssoid (soft)

C - cabriole (exuberant dance), cadge (to beg), caesious (teal), callipygous (has a nice butt), callisteia (awards for beauty), carcanet (collar), chirapsia (massage), cisvestism (wearing weird clothes), claque (sycophants)

D - deosculate (to kiss), discalced (barefoot), douceur (gentlessness / a bribe), dulciloquent (speaking sweetly)

E - effleurage (stroking), eleemosynary (dependent on charity), emollient (softening), epigamic (attractive), epithymetic (pertaining to desire)

F -

G - galeanthropy (belief that you’re a cat), gawdelpus (helpless person), gremial (intimate; on lap)

T - tentiginous (lust-provoking), thalposis (feeling of warmth), torquated (collared), trangam (showy, worthless thing), twee

Tsorro:

A - accourt (to entertain), accubation (reclining), ackamarackus (nonsense), aestheticism, ailurophilia (love of cats), alcatote (silly elf), amphibology (dual meaning), amphigory (nonsense), apistia (faithlessness), apolaustic (seeking pleasure)

B - bacchanal (reveler), bambosh (deceptive nonsense), bedswerver (unfaithful spouse)

C - cagamosis (unhappy marriage), cardiognost (one who understands the heart), cautelous (cunning), chicanery, chouse (to cheat), clinophilia (love of beds), cocker (to pamper), covinous (fraudulent), cozen (to coax/deceive), cubation/cumbent (reclining), cyrenaic (philosophy of pleasure-seeking)

D - decumbent (lying down), desipient (playing the fool), diablerie (magic, mischief), dittology (double meaning), dizen (to dress gaudily)

G - gleek (a trick), glozing (flattery)

T - tergiversation (lying), tosh, tregetour (trickster), trumpery (trickery), twaddle

Deveri:

A - accessit (second place / honorable mention), agapeistic (loving selflessly), almandine (violet gem), altiloquence (pompous speech), amoret (love sonnet), appui (to support militarily)

B - bavian (unskilled poet)

C - caesura (breathing space in poetry), camaïeu (boring writing), cancellarial, cheville (unnecessary word in poetry), cimier (token of courtly love)

D - digladiate (to sword-fight)

E - encomiast (praiser), epinikion (ode to a winner), epithalamion (wedding song)

T - tabellary (auditor), threnody (dirge)

Cavmar (I guess Cavmar probably wouldn’t change his tag since he’s dead, but ...):

A - aceldama (scene of violence), acinaciform (scrimitar-shaped), acratia (impotence), acyrology (incorrect pronunciation), agrize (to horrify/disfigure), algetic (creating pain), allision (intentional collision of ships)

B - bilge, blague (pretentious nonsense), bodach (churl/goblin), braguette (codpiece), bumptious (conceited)

C - cacoepy/cacology (bad pronunciation), caitiff (cowardly), capreolate (tentacle-like), carrack (galleon), chrematistic (about pursuit of wealth), cnidarian, conferva (algae)

D - dapocaginous (heartless), dispiteous/dolose (malicious), dolorific (causing sorrow), dontopedalogy (foot in mouth)

E - egoism

F -

G - gilderoy (proud person), gulpin (simpleton), gulosity (greed)

T - tanacles (instruments of torture), terrisonant (sounding bad), tumid (bombastic)

That goldblood I kind of want to someday introduce who doesn’t have a name or design (I decided to name her after one of these words so now she’s) Aislin:

A - abacinate (to blind), ablepsia/anopsia (blindness), akinesia (inability to move), algedonics (science of pleasure/pain), analgia (inability to feel pain), antalgic (relieving pain), antephialtic (preventing nightmares), antimnemonic (eliminating memories), aponia (painlessness)

B - bufotenine (hallucinogen)

C - calipace (turtle shell), cecutiency (tendency to blindness), chelonian (turtle-like), chrysopoetics (transmutation into gold), cimelia/cimeliarch (stored treasures), coenaesthesis (sensation)

D - dégagé (untroubled, at rest), demiurge (creative spirit), dreamery (place of dreams)

E - ecmnesia (loss of memory of a specific period), eidetic (vivid mental image), eidolon (apparition), eirenism (peaceful state of mind), emys (freshwater turtle), engram (lasting effect on memory), esemplasy (unifying power of imagination), eupathy (contentment)

T - testudinal (tortoise-like)

Tellin:

A - absolutory (forgiving), aby (to atone), acutiator (sharpens weapons), agathodaimon (good conscience), agnize (to confess)

C - cathexis (investment of emotional energy), chrysology (study of precious metals), cybernate (computer control)

D - doctiloquent (speaking learnedly)

E - elocation (removed from someone’s control), encephaloid (brain-like), ephectic (reserving judgment), exeat (leave of absence), expiate (to make amends), expiscate (to discover by examination), exstrophy (turning an organ inside out)

F -

G - gallionic (uncaring), gradgrind (one who manages with statistics)

T - tatonnement (experimentation), technocracy, tentamen/tentation (experiment)

Niksir:

A - alieniloquy (off-topic speech), armipotent

B - bavardage (prattle), brabble (to quarrel)

C - criant (garish)

D - dicacity (banter)

E - eft (a newt), effutiation (humbug), élan

F -

G - gamin/gaminesque (precocious imp, boyish), gelastic/gelogenic (provoking laughter)

Jocass:

A - accentor (song bird), accoy (to pacify), adjutor (assistant), auceps/austringer (bird tender), avicular (bird-like)

B - boanerges (orator), bulbul (songbird)

C - caduceator (messenger), caliology (study of bird’s nests), columbaceous/columbine (dove-like), conure, culver (dove), cymotrichous (wavy-haired)

E - eirenicon (peaceful message), elchee (ambassador)

G - gregatim (in flocks)

T - tectrix (small feather)

Good-end empress:

A - accismus (false refusal), acierate (to turn into steel), acracy (anarchy), acolouthic (after-sensation), adhocracy (unstructured government), adventitious (accidental), afterclap (unexpected effect), agist (charge with public burden), amaranthine (undying), anatreptic (overcoming), anemocracy (government by whim), anomic/anomie (lacking social norms), antibasilican (anti-monarchic), antonomasia (use of epithet instead of name), aristarchy (government by the best), astringe (binding obligation)

B - barbarocracy (gov’t by barbarians), bestiocracy (rule of beasts)

C - catholicon (cure-all), cementatory (binding), chirocracy (gov’t by force), ciplinarian (anarchist), cleronomy (inheritance), cosmarchy (devil’s rule over the world), curule (high authority)

D - debel/debellate (to conquer in battle), deicide

E - eclat (to make notorious), eleutherian (freedom-giving), émeute (uprising), enantiodromia (replacement by opposite), epinician (celebrating triumph)

F -

G - giganticide, gramercy (expression of gratitude/surprise)

T - tyrannicide

General:

A - abessive (absence/lack), aboulia (indecision), absterge (to clean/purify), acatalepsy (unknowableness), accidie (sloth), acciaccatura (short note before long one), acedia (sloth, listlessness) acescence (souring), acharné (furious/desperate), aculeate (prickly), adespota (anonymous works), adevism (denial of gods), adiaphoron (belief something’s indifferent about), adnomination (punning), adonise (to adorn), adumbrate (to foreshadow), adust (scorched), aeolistic (long-winded), afferent (bearing), agelast (never laughs), agnosy (ignorance), agowilt (fear), aigrette (plume/jewel spray), aischrolatry (worship of filth), aleatoric (depending on chance), alethiology (study of truth), alible (nourishing), aliicide (murder), allemande (courtly dance), almoner (alms-giver/social worker), alterity (being different), altitonant (thundering loudly), amadelphous (outgoing), amerce (to deprive/to punish), amicicide (murder of a friend), anaerectic (destructive), anencephalic (brainless), anfractuous (winding/intricate), anglice (in plain English), animadvert (to criticize), anisothenic (being of unequal strength), annomination (pun), anoesis (not-understood sensation), antiloquy (contradiction), antiperistasis (resistance), antithalian (anti-fun), antipudic (concealing private body parts), appetence (craving), arefy (to wither), aristarch (severe critic), armigerous (entitled to bear arms), armisonant (loud with battle noises), asperse (disparage), aspidate (shield-shaped), assurgent (rising), ataraxia (tranquility), athanasy (deathlessness), athymia (melancholy), atimy (disgrace)

B - badinage (banter), badious (chestnut-colored), barathrum (an abyss / someone insatiable), barnard (decoy), baryphonic (having difficulty speaking), bathysmal (in ocean depths), battue (indiscriminate slaughter), beldam, bellecism (inclination to violence), belliferous (bringing war), bellipotent (militarily powerful), bellwether (leader), benefic (benign), benthic/benthos, berceuse (lullaby), bethel (seamen’s chapel), bewray (to divulge), bindle (blanket roll), bismer (shame), bletherskate (speaker of nonsense), boeotian (stupid), borborology (filthy talk), borné (narrow-minded), bourasque (tempest), boutade (sudden outburst), breedbate (someone seeking argument), breme (fierce), brimborion (nonsense/trash), brobdingnagian (big), bugaboo/bushwa (nonsense), bulimy (great hunger), bullyrag (to badger)

C - cacaesthesia (morbid sensation), cachexic (physically/mentally unhealthy), cacodoxy (wrong opinion), cacoethes (bad habit), cacogen (antisocial person), cacotopia (state of maximum bad), cafard (depression), calefacient (warming), callant (boy), calumniate (to slander), camarilla (king’s associates), camisade (night attack), camorra (traitors), camsteary (unruly), canaille (riffraff), captious (peevish), captation (seeking recognition), carnaptious (bad-tempered), carriwitchet (pun), casuistry (flawed moral reasoning), catachthonian (underground), cauponate (questionable trade), causerie (gossip), celation (concealment), celsitude (loftiness), cerberic (vigilant), charientism (euphemism), chevisance (gain), chrestomathic (useful knowledge), clinamen (prejudice), colluctation (strife), colytic (restraining), comity (civility), commination (threatening), concetto (witticism), concinnity (elegance/harmony), conspurcation (defilement), corybantic (excited/frenzied), cothurnal (tragic), crepehanger (pessimist), crescive (growing), croceate (saffron), cullion (rascal), cunctation (delay), curvet (frisk), cynosure (object of interest)

D - daedal (displaying inventive skill), damoiseau (male version of “damsel”), darraign (to vindicate), debarrass (to disentangle), declassé (below one’s class), decollate (to behead, to disorganize), decuman (large), decurtate (to shorten or abbreviate), dedition (surrender), deflexure (deviation), dégringolade (downfall), dehort (to dissuade), delenda (things to be destroyed), deliration (madness), delirifacient (causing madness), delphically (enigmatically), demersal (living underwater), deodate (gift from god), depaysé (out of one’s element), desiderium (longing), diacope (deep wound/incision), diamanté (glittering), diallelus (circular argument), diogenic (cynical), dirigent (guiding), disembogue (to throw into the sea), disimmure (to liberate), disorbed (deprived of authority), dissentient (dissenter), dithyrambic (passionate, frenzied), dodoism (stupid remark), dominicide (killing one’s master), doomster, donnism (self-importance), doxastic (of opinion), draffish (worthless), ducdame (meaningless refrain), duncical (stupid), dysaesthesia (loss of sensation), dysania (struggling to wake up), dysbulia (loss of wllpower)

E - ebullition (agitation, boiling over), ecbatic (indicates results without intention), egency (need), emberlucock/embrangle (to confuse), emicate (to sparkle), encraty (self-control), endarchy (centralized government), enervate, enosis (union), entelechy (perfect realization of ultimate goal), epicureanism, epideictic (done for show), epigon (successor), epinosic (unhealthy). equiparate (to treat as an equal), eremite (hermit), erethism (irritability), ergasia (workaholism), eristic (pertaining to argument), esclandre (unpleasantness), espiègle (mischievous), essoin (giving an excuse to not appear in court), eucrasy (fitness/physical well-being), eunoia (mental health), eunomia (being well-governed), euphuism (affected writing style), eupraxia (correct/orthodox action), eutrapely (wit/urbanity), exaugurate (to desanctify), excarnate (to remove flesh), exheredate (to disinherit), expatiate (to wander, to write about in detail)

F -

G - galbanum/galimatias (nonsense), galère (group of undesirables, unpleasant situation), gasconade (to boast), gaucherie (awkward remark), gaudiloquent (speaking joyfully), gaumless (stupid), gement (lamenting), genarch (head of family), genetrix (mother/female ancestor), geratology (study of decadence nad decay), gerent (ruler, manager), grandeval (ancient), grinagog (one who constantly grins), gripulous (greedy), grith (sanctuary), grithbreach (breach of the peace), groundling (commoner), growlery (retreat for when angry), guignol (something intended to horrify), gunarchy/gynaecocracy/gynarchy/gynocracy (government by women)

T - tacenda (secrets), tacent (silent), taction (touch), tahr (wild goat), takin (goatlike animal), tallage (feudal tax), tapinosis (degrading speech), taradiddle (nonsense), tarassis (manly hysteria), tardiloquent (speaking slowly), tardigrade (slow-paced), tarpan (small wild horse), tarriance (procrastination), taws (whip), taciturn, teen (grief), tegminal (protecting), telegnosis (clairvoyance), teleonomy (governance by purpose), telos (purpose), temenos (sacred place), temerarious (daring), temperative (calming), temporaneous (short-lived), tenebrose (gloomy), tendentious (meant to advance a cause), tenue (bearing, manner), teramorphous/teratoid (monstruous), teratism (monster), terraqueous (amphibious), thanatoid (deadly), thelematic (of free will, voluntary), thelemic (allowing people to do as they please), theomastix (god-send punishment), thereoid (bestial), thersitical (violent in speech), theriodic (malignant), thiasus (worshippers), thole (to endure), thrasonic (boastful), threnetic/threnodic (mournful), tigerism (swagger), timbrous (sonorous), tiro (novice), tonish (fashionable), toplofty (haughty), topophobia (stage fright), tortious (doing wrong), torvity (grimness), traditive (traditional), traduce (to slander), tralineate (to deviate), transpontine (melodramatic), tristiloquy/tristisonous (mournfu), troglodytic (cave-dwelling), trucidation (slaughter), tufthunter (toady)

#ooc #(( i love words ...#(( it's gonna take me forever to get through the entire alphabet though #(( i've spent like 4 hours on this and i'm only to the CA's #(( this list is kind of weird ... some of the words are truly obscure but then there's ones that i use every day #(( well not /every/ day but quite a bit

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