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Sanji | One Piece (2023) 1.06 "The Chef and the Chore Boy"

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y’all NEED to watch this edit 😳😳

“just. sit. down.” IM FUCKING SAT. HELLO???

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*blushes* *giggles* *blushes again*

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everyone knows about silly putty, and silly string, but what you need to watch out for is serious putty (C4) and serious string (tripwires)

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50 WORDS TO USE INSTEAD OF “SAID”

Do you ever find yourself over-using the word “said” in your writing? Try using these words/phrases instead:

stated

commented

declared

spoke

responded

voiced

noted

uttered

iterated

explained

remarked

acknowledged

mentioned

announced

shouted

expressed

articulated

exclaimed

proclaimed

whispered

babbled

observed

deadpanned

joked

hinted

informed

coaxed

offered

cried

affirmed

vocalized

laughed

ordered

suggested

admitted

verbalized

indicated

confirmed

apologized

muttered

proposed

chatted

lied

rambled

talked

pointed out

blurted out

chimed in

brought up

wondered aloud

(NOTE: Keep in mind that all of these words have slightly different meanings and are associated with different emotions/scenarios.)

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Words to describe facial expressions

Absent: preoccupied 

Agonized: as if in pain or tormented

Alluring: attractive, in the sense of arousing desire

Appealing: attractive, in the sense of encouraging goodwill and/or interest

Beatific: blissful

Black: angry or sad, or hostile

Bleak: hopeless

Blinking: surprise, or lack of concern

Blithe: carefree, lighthearted, or heedlessly indifferent

Brooding: anxious and gloomy

Bug eyed: frightened or surprised

Chagrined: humiliated or disappointed

Cheeky: cocky, insolent

Cheerless: sad

Choleric: hot-tempered, irate

Darkly: with depressed or malevolent feelings

Deadpan: expressionless, to conceal emotion or heighten humor

Despondent: depressed or discouraged

Doleful: sad or afflicted

Dour: stern or obstinate

Dreamy: distracted by daydreaming or fantasizing

Ecstatic: delighted or entranced

Faint: cowardly, weak, or barely perceptible

Fixed: concentrated or immobile

Gazing: staring intently

Glancing: staring briefly as if curious but evasive

Glazed: expressionless due to fatigue or confusion

Grim: fatalistic or pessimistic

Grave: serious, expressing emotion due to loss or sadness

Haunted: frightened, worried, or guilty

Hopeless: depressed by a lack of encouragement or optimism

Hostile: aggressively angry, intimidating, or resistant

Hunted: tense as if worried about pursuit

Jeering: insulting or mocking

Languid: lazy or weak

Leering: sexually suggestive

Mild: easygoing

Mischievous: annoyingly or maliciously playful

Pained: affected with discomfort or pain

Peering: with curiosity or suspicion

Peeved: annoyed

Pleading: seeking apology or assistance

Quizzical: questioning or confused

Radiant: bright, happy

Sanguine: bloodthirsty, confident

Sardonic: mocking

Sour: unpleasant

Sullen: resentful

Vacant: blank or stupid looking

Wan: pale, sickly

Wary: cautious or cunning

Wide eyed: frightened or surprised

Withering: devastating

Wrathful: indignant or vengeful

Wry: twisted or crooked to express cleverness or a dark or ironic feeling

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Last Night Out

`You could have sworn that checked your phone before you left Mary May’s bar. You definitely knew it was earlier than two in the morning when you left said bar.

              Earlier that day, you were in Jacob’s office giving him puppy dog eyes. You asked him if you could go to the bar once and keep it a secret from Joseph. You pleaded with Jacob on this for two weeks now. It was halfway through the third week when he finally broke.               “Fine, pup!” He snapped. Your pestering and begging finally getting annoying. You were too busy doing a victory dance to listen to the conditions he had placed on you. Jacob snapped his fingers and tapped the temple of his forehead with two fingers. A sign letting you know to pay attention. You immediately froze and lowered your hand that was in the air.

              “Be home at midnight, and behave yourself,” he looked at you with a stern look, though his eyes were full of concern.  You nodded quickly and left his office in excitement. You started texting your ladies as you made your way to your room.

His words haunted you as you left Mary May’s bar. You could hardly stand up by closing time. You cursed Adelaide for challenging you to a drinking contest. Halfway through the contest, Kim Rye poked her head over at you and Adelaide.

              “Hun, your phone is going off the hook,” Kim said pointing at your phone which is vibrating. You chuckled and hit the side button, silencing the phone. You looked at Kim with a happy drunk smile.               “It can wait till tomorrow, right?” you respond, ignoring Kim’s concerned look.

                Next thing you knew, it was closing time. Mary May and Adelaide helped you to a vehicle, while Kim carried her drunk husband to the vehicle. Once you were nested in the vehicle, you checked your phone.               “Oh shit!” you yelled. There were five missed calls and fifteen text messages, all from Jacob. Your face went white as your jaw dropped. You knew you were in trouble and were surprised Jacob hasn’t shown up himself. You buckled up as one of Jacob’s men drove you back to the veteran’s center.

 As the vehicle stops in front of the veteran’s center, you checked your phone, noting the time, three am. You looked around and noticed how eerie everything was. The judges were silent in their kennels. People locked in their cages were even silent. Looking around, you noticed that not even other cultists were hanging around. Between the silence and the stillness of the air, you felt like you were walking in a trap. Thankfully though, you were still feeling that liquid courage. You moved and stumbled your way into the front door.

              The building inside was quiet. You tried to be silent but with your drunken state, you couldn’t find the light switch. When you did find the light switch, you cursed loudly as you kicked the wall. Hearing a loud cough, you spun around quickly. Apparently too quickly, as you catch yourself falling backward.               “Hello there my love,” you smile at him giving your best loving smile.

Jacob was sitting across the foyer. He was set back in his chair, leaned forward with his elbows on his knees and his head resting on his hands. There was a look in his eye that said he was in no mood to play. You give a gulp standing as still as you could, though you could feel your body sway while under the influence.

              “Welcome home, pup,” he responded, narrowing his eyes at her. His voice was cold but not harsh. “Did you have fun?” You let out another gulp. You knew you were in trouble. You broke the only two rules he gave you. You keep your eyes glued on him. He takes two fingers and taps his knee, giving a look that says obey or else. You instinctively moved to his side. You stumbled back as you came to a stop.

“Where did you go tonight?” His tone was quick and sharp. He didn’t look up at you.

“I went to the bar with friends, I thought I told you, silly goose!” You chuckled, swaying a little. You failed to see the eyebrow warning he gave you. “Who all did you drink with, PUP,” he emphasized pup. Your smile faded quickly as you respond.

“Mary May, Adelaide Dubman, and Kim Rye,” you spoke quickly.

              Jacob let out a grunt in response. He knew those three very well. They were usually the ones that you get in trouble with. Though he does give kudos to Kim and Mary May, they tend to also be the responsible ones. He taps his cheek once. You immediately bend over and plant a kiss on his cheek. As you bent over, he picked you up over his shoulder. Your knees were at his chest, and his lower back at your face.

              “Jacob!” you exclaimed loudly. You closed your eyes so you wouldn’t get dizzy. Jacob was carrying you to the bedroom that you both shared. In your drunken state, you reached down and started to poke and pinch Jacob’s butt. With each pinch, you would receive a grunt. He would also jerk his shoulder up to jolt you around, making you stop. You snickered each time.

Once he reached the bedroom, the tossed you on the bed. You closed your eyes as you tried to stable yourself, the toss made you dizzy. Feeling Jacob’s warmth, he grabbed your hand. You feel a cold metal clasp on your hand with a click. The same happens to your other hand. You could feel Jacob’s weight on the bed as he lay next to you. You could feel his shoulder leaning against the side of your stomach as he looked at you.               “Open your eyes, pup,” his voice was commanding and gentle. He looked at you expectantly.

You slowly opened your eyes, blinking a couple of times. Your head was still spinning as your eyes tried to find and steady on him. When you finally focused on him, you noticed the worried lines that formed on his head. You could tell he was truly worried about you, but he tried to hide it behind a stern glance. You felt a little guilty.

              “I had my phone on silent, I didn’t hear anything,” you blurted, the alcohol making you feel guilty. “I’m really sorry hun.”

Jacob raised an eyebrow, “Are you?” He gave a knowing smirk. You should have known that no matter how much freedom you had, he always had an eye or ear on you. You look away, remembering Kim alerting you to the first call. As you looked away, you looked up, noticing that Jacob had handcuffed each hand to a bedpost. You pulled gently giving a ‘really c’mon’ look. You heard Jacob laugh next to you.

              Watching him, Jacob stands up and moves to a nightstand next to him. Pulling out a blindfold, he starts to hum, Only You.

              “Jacob? Love?” You looked up at him. He ignored you as he continued to hum. He moves to the far wall. He turned to lights off, leaving only the beams of an dim light from the stand next to the bed. Slowly, and methodically, he turns and walks back toward you.

              “You betrayed my trust….” He finally said. He slid the blindfold over your eyes, adjusting your hair as needed. “Only you….” He stated more than sang. His hum was the last you heard before he took you over. His scent surrounds you as you feel his weight shift on top of you.

              “Jacob?” you asked again, only silence and his calloused hands on your skin responded.

Inspired by this painting by @aamuusva​

#Far Cry 5 #far cry 5 jacob seed #jacob seed #jacob seed fic #jacobseedx reader #jacob seed x oc

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So, to the people who have read what 3 or 4 works I have posted. Would anyone be interested if I did a story about John Seed falling in love with Persephone, Dutch's niece from Arkansas? Im thinking a soulmate type au. Please, send me thoughts

#far cry 5 #far cry 5 john seed #far cry 5 john #john seed #john seed x reader #john seed x oc

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I have so many fic ideas and no motivation to do them! Send help!

#sos #no motivation

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I'm live on Twitch, come pester Pegan Min with me! https://www.twitch.tv/amandolynn?sr=a

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ASMR - Imagine playing the worst game of hide and seek with John Seed. If he catches you, he will attempt to get you confess.

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Just Dessert

‘Ooh, Deputy!” a singsong voice came over the radio. You rolled your eyes, you knew exactly who it was, John fucking Seed. Your favorite condescending asshole. “Yes, Johnny Boy?” you responded, your voice trying to match his antagonizing tone.  You and John had a “fun” relationship since coming to Hope County. Out of the three brothers, he was the most interesting and the easiest to annoy. Jacob was too mean for your liking, and well Joseph…...he was Joseph. There was no antagonizing him. Every pestering line, every goofy move you made towards him, he turned into a verbal hostage situation. He leaves you looking for the door. John though took things a little too close to heart. You loved the front he put up. How he sounds like he is in charge, and you allowed him to think that. You could hear a growl on the other side of the radio. “I told you not to call me that,” he responded. With a chuckle that he couldn’t hear, you responded, “And when have I EVER listened to you?” “Oh you will, just give it time,” his voice was seductively threatening. “Goodbye Johnny Boy,” you added quickly. You turned your radio off before he could continue anything.

You made your way across Holland Valley, taking every back road and shortcut you could to avoid Peggie’s. You were on your way to see Nick Rye. The Rye family was one of the first to greet you to this county with open arms. In turn, you vowed to help keep them safe. Though that quickly turned into you becoming Nick’s help around the airport. You helped Kim around the house when needed. “Where is she?!” you heard John's voice yell as you neared the airfield. “Not here,” Nick shot back quickly, “and if she was, I wouldn’t tell you!” John tsked a couple of times. “Oh, Nick. Nick, Nick, Nick. Do you remember what happened the last time you told me no?” Fear flashed in Nick’s eyes. You could see the situation acting out as you hid behind the hangar. You tried to stay as out of sight as possible. You knew that John never played when it came to dealing with the Rye’s. “You’re already greedy about your land. No need to get greedy about your women,” John spoke with a wicked smile on his face. Usually, you would melt on the inside every time he smiled, but this time, you narrowed your eyes. He was threatening your new family.

You wanted to step in and help Nick, but you didn’t want to expose yourself. So, you snuck behind the hangar popped your head around the corner, and did what you could to get Nick’s attention. Giving small hand waves in Infront of your face. You can see Nick’s head slightly to the side. He opened his mouth to speak, but you quickly shook your head and placed a finger over your mouth. Catching on to Nick, John looked around, “Is she here?!” Hiding back around the corner, you held your breath. “She is in the hangar!” He yelled accusingly. He wasn’t sure if that was where the deputy was, but he wasn’t going to take a chance. Quickly Nick jumped in front of John, “No one is in there besides a plane.” Quickly Nick ran ahead of John and his men, quickly trying to close the hangar. John growled, not happy at all. “Fine!” He yelled, defeated, “I will let your family be…for now.” You stayed behind the building listening. You looked around, and not too far from you was a small crate. Trying to think of something that you could do with it, you noticed a skunk. A mischievous smile crossed your face. Snatching the skunk, you placed it in the box, being as quickly as possible, so you don’t get sprayed. You poked your head back around the hangar. Seeing John and his men trying to open the bay door, you hurried to the vehicles. Opening the door to the back seat, you place to crate gently. Backing up, you went to shut the door, and it slammed with a thud. “Shit,” you muttered to yourself.

“Welcome to the party,” John shouted from where he stood. Knowing you were caught, you walked out and played it cool. “Yeah, it took a minute to get here, especially with all your roadblocks,” you lied, hoping he wouldn’t pry. You casually strolled up to the front of the car and leaned against it. Cultists surrounded you, their guns focused. Hearing Nick open the bay door you smiled. “How’s it going?” You asked Nick, completely disregarding John between you two.  “A bit…busy,” he responded with a chuckle, “you?” “Same,” you said, this time with an audible laugh. “ENOUGH with this…this….,” he threw his hands up, not able to find the right word. “…This charade!” Snapping his fingers, a couple of cultists moved from you to Nick. “Now that I have both of your attentions…again. I can finally get to my point!” he raised his voice sternly. You could see the annoyance in his eyes. You smiled at him sheepishly. Inside you know, one wrong move and your ass was grass, but you weren’t going to let him know that. So, you gave this relaxed calm, and cool exterior. “I want this airfield, and I want it NOW!” he demanded. He turned to Nick and approached him, “You are going to confess to your sin of greed, and give me the keys to your house, plane, and your hangar. Or el-“ “Yoo-hoo,” you yelled from your position. On your finger, you twirled a set of keys. “These?” you gave a mischievous grin, “I will give them to you IF you leave this place and do not bother us for at least a month.” “Two Weeks,” he shot back. “Three weeks,” you threw back. You approached him, ignoring the guards around him. “Two weeks and I give free passage when the baby is born. An escort even,” John said sweetening the deal. He knew that you would run him out of resources if he didn’t give up something good quickly. “DEAL!” Nick yelled, running up to the two of you, almost collapsing at John’s feet. “Fine,” you said watching the scene. You gave John the keys. “Though, I advise you open that shed first,” you pointed at a small shed off in the distance. It was a small green building that looked ready to fall apart. John raised an eyebrow before motioning to the cultist to follow him.

Quickly, you helped Nick to his feet, “Let's get in the house before they find out.” You looked at John one last time before hauling ass. “Before what?” Nick asked. Suddenly you hear a man yell “SKUNK!” followed by John yelling in disgust. You laughed and looked back once inside the home. You could see John’s men running for the vehicles and a pissed-off John following behind them, they all got sprayed. “I switched the keys,” you said, moving to close windows and curtains. Peeking through the front door, you watched the vehicles, waiting for them to disappear. Instead, you watched them vacate the SUVs quickly. You could see a green cloud fill the vehicle in front. John opened the door, almost falling out of the passenger side. "DEPUTY!!" You heard him yell, his voice full of anger. You, Nick, and Kim all fell on the floor, your sides splitting from laughing too hard.  

#deputy rook #the deputy #far cry 5 #john seed #john seed imagine #far cry 5 fandom #far cry 5 john #far cry 5 john seed #far cry fanfiction #nick rye #i love nick rye

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another tiktok audio i needed to somehow connect to far cry. this is canon

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A Missed Sunday

You sat quietly in a small room. The room was decorated with a desk and some chairs. Sunshine is shown through a big window, forming the chair in front of it. You sat across from the desk and looked out the window the best you could. You could see various people mingling, smiling laughing. With a loud creak, the door opened. The Father himself appeared, walking into the room before turning and shutting the door. “Hello Father,” you said, looking up at him. In just a few strides Joseph made his way to the chair in front of the window. Shutting the curtains that rested on top of the window, Joseph sat with a huff. “Greetings my child,” his voice welcoming and silk-like. Even though his voice sounded welcoming, the look on his face says otherwise. “Where were you this morning? You missed the sermon,” he stated more than asked, his tone stern. You tilted your head slightly trying to think of something good to tell him. He narrowed his eyes, “Please don’t be afraid, to tell the truth.”  You sat up straight, your words dropping from your mouth, “I overslept.”

His head jerked up, his eyes searching yours. “I had lost track of time last night reading, and didn’t hear my alarm this morning,” you added, feeling like you betrayed yourself. Though you couldn’t help it, you admired the man. The way he moved, the way he talked, you just melted into all of him. You wanted to lie and come up with a good reason as to why you missed. Though when you see his beautiful blue eyes, your body betrays you. It is like he can see through you. He can see every little secret you ever hid, he can see every thought that crosses your mind. You couldn’t lie to him no matter how much you wanted to. He removed his yellow glasses and set them gently on the desk. He sighed again, rubbing the bridge of his nose, “The sin of sloth affects everyone, but even it is no excuse to not show up to the church.” You look down apologetically. Slowly he raised from his chair, shaking his head. “You know, I see how you look at me, the lust in your eyes,” he stated, emphasizing the word lust. The look on his face was like a cat catching its prey. “I would like to return the feeling but,” he made his way behind your chair. Leaning down, he finished his sentence as his lips grazed your ear, “I can’t allow myself to be caught with a sinner.” You melted in the chair at his touch, goosebumps creeping across your skin. What game is he playing? , you asked yourself. You tensed as you felt his hand slide up the back of your neck, grabbing a handful of hair as he did. Leaning your head back into his hand, you closed your eyes. On the surface, you tried to look calm and collected, but on the inside, well, his actions awakened a beast in you, starting with the area between your legs. Pinning your legs together as discreetly as possible, you gently bit your lip. “I fully expect you to be sitting in the front row pew tomorrow morning," he growled, as he tried to contain himself as well. You nodded quickly. Letting go of you, he straightened himself and readjusted his vest. “You may go now, my child,” his voice back to a welcoming velvety sound. You stood up, your legs were shaky. You quickly opened the door and made your way out. Once closed you sighed and leaned against it. Not realizing you were holding your breath, you gasped. Smiling to yourself, you knew, after that encounter, things were gonna get…spicy!

#far cry 5 #greg byrk #joseph seed #joseph x reader #the father #betterbeontimenexttime

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Done With His Prey

You stepped out of the bathroom door turning your back to the hall as you shut the door. Hearing footsteps, you look to the side. Heading your way was two peggies and John Seed. John was in a blue button-up, vest, and jeans. While you were showering, he had a captive atoning for his sins. He had a dark demeanor, like a predator that just caught its dinner. His hair was partly a mess, it hung over one side of his face. On his cheek was a splash of dried blood. His gave met yours, a dark sparkle in his. You blushed deeply and subconsciously bit your lip. Quickly to not get caught, you turn back and latch the bathroom room. With your hygiene bag in your hand and your phone in the other, you make your way back to your room. Placing your hand on the doorknob, you felt a breath on your ear. Turning, you see that John has snuck up behind you and is now pinning you between him and the door.

“John,” the word itself took your breath as you spoke it. “Did you see something you liked?” John asked a smirk playing on his lips. “I, uh-“ you tried to respond and didn’t know how. Yes, you wanted him. You wanted him all over you, kissing, touching, needing. Though you dare not say anything. After all, this was the Baptist. The very man that cleanses people and makes them atone for their sins. Like him, your sin was wrath, though right now, you were wrapped up in lust. You dare not let John know for fear that things will take a turn for the worst. “Well?” he demanded. His voice was deep as it gained your attention once again. “Ye-yes, I did,” you stammered, finally answering. “And what did you see child?” he stared down an inquisitive look on his face. You gulped hard, trying to quickly think of how to phrase your answer. “You…” you responded slowly. He raised an eyebrow, his attention solely on you now. “I have never seen you so…unkempt,” you added quickly. “You never had a hair out of place, so seeing you like this,” you gestured to him up and down with one hand. “Threw me off for a second,” you quickly added. Though his looks did more than just threw you off, they turned you on. Some deep part of you wanted this man. He is a sadistic cruel man that can bend you to his will with just a smile and a wink. You hated it. You loved it. You love to hate it and hate to love it. He let out a chuckle that ranged in your ear. He reached a hand up to cup your chin and leaned in slowly. You can feel his hot breath on your skin, “In my office, fifteen minutes.” As quickly as he appeared, he was gone. Leaving you against the door wanting more. Looking around the empty hallway, you collected yourself and slipped into your room.

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