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torasplanet · 4 months

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❝𝙄 𝙍𝙐𝙉 𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙏.ᐟ❞

H. RAN + AFAB. READER ft. I. KUROKAWA

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ; ran gets so mad that he can't see through your fake apologies but izana does. he thinks it's cute how you believe that you run shit.

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ; smut, threesome, oral(reader giving and receiving), p in v, degradation,, izana and ran arguing over uuu, arguing, throat bulging, hair pulling, gagging, deepthroating, dp ig, daddy kink, brown skinned reader but skin color not mentioned, mention of rindou, petnames (slut, whore, princess, doll etc), couch sex, overstimulation, i think thats it, oh p2 to this

marls notes 2 u(*´▽｀*) ; here are the people who wanted prt 2 reallyyy badd!!! @mysouleaten

The photo of Izana gazing up at the camera while his face so deep in between your thighs was shoved in your face as Ran glared down at you “You’re a fucking slut, y’know that right?” Ran cursed at you as you swatted his phone away from your face. As much as you like looking at the picture, he was pissing you off by shoving that fucking phone in your face “I asked you what you did and you lied in my fucking face knowing you sent this shit to me.” The long-haired man angrily said to you getting all in your face. Nose to nose. Ran had never been this worked out about anything but it didn’t scare you, not one bit because you didn’t care. He could only blame himself for your infidelity.

Ran wasn’t willing to get on his knees for you like you were for him so you found someone who would without you even having to suck his dick. Well, you did suck Izana’s dick but that was after he ate you out. “I’m a slut because I wanted someone to eat my pussy? You weren’t going to do it so what the fuck was I supposed to do?” You asked pushing him away from you roughly. Ran looked at you as if you didn’t have any fucking common sense “I don’t know, not fuck my boss [Y/n]!” He yelled at you. The neighbors were probably ready to call the landlord on the two of you because of all the yelling that had been going on for the past half hour. Rindou was smart enough to leave when Ran asked you what you did the other day and got upset when you said nothing.

“I wouldn’t have had to fuck him if you did what I asked.” You said in a way calmer tone than his showing your true lack of care for the situation; it pissed ran off way more than the entire situation did. “You say it like I’ve never eaten you out before.” The Haitani male answered rolling his eyes at your comment which you scoffed at. “Once. I asked again and you didn’t but for some reason, I keep sucking your dick. Stupid.” Ran shrugged his shoulders as he chuckled a bit under his breath as if he didn’t care but you knew that he did.

“You know why. You’re the one that’s always pleading for more and more.” Ran paused to raise his voice a few octaves prepared to mock you “Daddy, I can feel it in my tummy! So warm! Uhn, Uhn, Uhn!” He teased with that stupid smirk on his face as you frowned, your nails digging into the palms of your hands in agitation. No matter what, Ran always made it his mission to tease you and be an absolute dick, especially in arguments. It didn’t matter how mad he got because his mission was to make you more upset than he was.

You glared at him “I ain’t fuck him because your dick was bad, I fucked him because his head was good.” Ran’s eyes narrowed at you just as yours did to him before he let that word slip from his mouth again “Slut.” Your hand was quick to swipe across his face leaving a red handprint on his right cheek. You were getting pretty fucking tired of him trying his hardest to irritate you because it was actually working. Whatever he was going to do, you wanted him to just do it and get the fuck out of your face.

“If you’re gonna leave just leave.” You said as Ran looked at you frankly unbothered by the slap to his face. He couldn’t count on both his hands how many times you’ve slapped him and this was not the hardest. You could do better honestly if you really wanted him to leave. “Nah, I wanna hear you say why you cheated. I want to hear those words come out of your mouth.” You scoffed once again. The fuck else did he want? A porno of you and Izana?

When you didn’t respond, ran began to walk closer to you forcing you further back until your lower legs hit the bed but he didn’t stop there, he kept walking until you were forced to sit on the edge of the bed and stare up at him as he loomed above you just waiting for you to speak “Wanted someone to eat that slutty pussy huh?” Ran asked brushing back his long hair that was free from the twin braids it usually was in. You didn’t say anything but nodded, still looking up at him through the small blades of hair that rested on your eyelids. His attitude right now was sort of turning you on…getting so worked up and upset. If he wasn’t going to leave, the least he could do was take out all that anger by fucking you. Maybe you were a slut like he said.

Ran gave a smile full of false sympathy as his hand crept up and grabbed your chin tilting your head up forcefully, he glanced down at your legs and saw how your thighs were beginning to rub against each other showing your need right now “Aw, wanna get fucked?” The Haitani male cooed to you. You knew exactly how to play ran to get what you wanted, all you needed was to play the embarrassed role and give a small apologetic look. “Yeah.” You said nodding gently and Ran cooed again as his smile grew.

His hand dropped from your face “Why don’t you get your new boy toy to help then?” He said not dropping the gentle tone he had just to toy with you a bit and you will admit, it did throw you off a bit but it’s okay. Sometimes things took a little more work for you to get what you wanted. “No please ran.” You said grabbing hold of his hand before he got the chance to turn his back on you. You looked up at him with fake tears glazing over your eyes “I’m sorry…I really am.” You pleaded trying to drag him closer to you.

“Are you sorry or do you want dick?” Dick. You could never be sorry for getting what you want, it’s not like you did it without asking him to eat you out because then you’d feel bad but you gave him a warning. Not like he cared about that bullshit so you had to give him a little apology to give him what he wants. The number one rule to not letting a man run you is learning when to give those fake tears and apologies so you can get whatever you want. “M’ sorry. Please, Daddy.” Ran’s grin turned nasty at how you addressed him. He was so easy to please.

Ran grabbed your jaw and leaned down to connect his lips to yours roughly leaning down just a little bit. He forced his leg between your thighs making you part your legs wider to give him better access and he pushed his leg right against your clothed cunt making you moan into his mouth “Feel good?” Ran asked in between kisses as he put his hands on your shoulders. You hummed happily in response letting him push you to lie on the bed, legs still dangling over the edge. Ran broke the kiss and caged you between his arms and stared at you, his long hair coming undone from behind his ear and floating above your face.

“I don’t wanna give you a reason to go to him for some shit like this ever again,” Ran said sternly and you grinned up at him as your thighs squeezed around his leg “Then eat my fucking pussy ran.” You said a bit meaner than you anticipated but it got your point across because his hands went to your legs that were clamped tight around his leg that had stopped moving at this point. Ran lowered himself to his knees onto the carpeted floor of the bedroom and spread your legs wide for him “As you wish pretty.” The blonde and black-haired man said as his fingers traveled up your legs tickling your skin on the way. His long fingers hooked onto the waist of your pants and panties and pulled them both down in one swoop, you kicked them off to a random place in the room and stared down at Ran just waiting for his head to go between your thighs.

He made eye contact with you before slowly putting his face between your legs and he began to lap at your clit making you mewl. You grabbed at the blankets and bucked your hips up as a way to tell him to stop teasing you making him smile on your clit and just when he was getting started to tongue-fuck your hole that was just soaked, squeezing around pure nothing, there was a knock at the door.

What the fuck. You groaned loudly sitting up as Ran rose from your pussy “I got it.” He said delivering a light slap to your pussy making you shiver before he hopped away toward the front door leaving you there with your lower half naked. If that was Rindou who forgot his key, I’ll kill him, you thought rolling your eyes as you waited patiently for your boyfriend to get back and give some stupid excuse for what it was. “Pretty, why don’t you come here for a second?” You heard Ran shout from the living room confusing you.

You gently tilted your body to the side to peek out of the open door and your heart dropped just a tad bit. Ran was grinning at you and Izana in the doorframe of the front door with that careless look on his face that he always had. You had completely forgotten that you told Izana he could come over today. In your defense, you thought that Ran and Rindou were going to be out doing some stupid shit today not that you and Ran would argue until it lead to angry sex. Standing up, you felt a bit nervous and you didn’t want to go out there at all but you did.

Izana’s eyes drifted from your face to your lower half and a small smile appeared on his face but he didn’t say anything “Pretty, why don’t you answer the question I asked you earlier? Seems like the perfect time right now.” Ran said draping an arm over your shoulder, he didn’t look at you because his gaze was locked on Izana. There was a smile on his face but it was obvious from the look in his eyes that he did not like Izana being here, hated it actually and it was probably taking everything in him not to launch at Izana.

Maybe it was because he just got the best idea of his life or because Izana could beat his ass very easily. Your eyes shifted to Ran as you nervously shifted in place. You would like to say that you didn’t know why you were so nervous now when you were just so confident about defending your actions but you knew. Having Izana and Ran near you while you were practically naked and dripping was embarrassing. You didn’t know how you’d be able to handle both of them. Telling ran whatever he wanted to hear would not be what Izana wanted and vice versa, you would not be able to lie to them and make them both happy. Rule number two of not letting a man run you is to know when you’re outnumbered and when it’s time to give up and standing here with these two men looming over you waiting for you to speak was definitely telling you that it’s time to give up. Your false apologies may work on them if you played your cards right but that’s it and you didn’t want to risk it failing.

“Don’t look at me, look at your little boy toy.” Ran said glancing down at you before looking at Izana once again who gave a snarky smile “Don’t call me little.” Izana not being bothered by being labeled as your boy toy was not surprising but he was not little. Not by a long shot in any way.

Your eyes shifted to Izana like you were told “Go ahead, tell him why you ran to him.” Ran said a little more stern this time showing he was getting upset at your lack of words. He slapped your bare ass hard making you yelp and jump slightly earning a laugh out of Izana “Wanted to get my pussy ate…” You muttered. The nervousness and hesitation to answer the question were real this time and Ran grinned, you wondered if he knew you were lying the entire time. Izana cooed at your demeanor and then his eyes flickered back to Ran.

“So what? Is this your way of telling me you want to watch when I eat your girlfriend out?” Izana asked with a mocking grin on his face and Ran almost laughed seriously. “Ha, no. I want you to tell me how you did it so she never has a reason to see you again.” Ran said. He wasn’t asking, he was demanding it and luckily for him, Izana wasn’t too against this idea especially because of how you seemed to quake at the request. Ran was so serious about you not leaving that he’d actually do this shit? Was that the case or did he just want to embarrass you to teach you a lesson? To teach you that in fact, you didn’t run shit.

Izana leaned against the door that had closed behind him a long time ago. “So a tutorial? I’ll do it but if you think that’s gonna stop her from coming to me or for me, you’re stupider than I thought you were.” Ran went to protest against the assumption but when he noticed that Izana wasn’t even looking at him and instead focusing on you, he decided to be quiet and listen to what was going to be said. Izana lifted his hand and gestured for you to come closer to him with two of his fingers, his grin widened as he observed how nervous you seemed. From the moment he walked in the door, the air in the apartment seemed to shift and he almost giggled as he remembered how your once calm and slightly annoyed look dropped when you saw he was here.

He wondered what happened before he got here. You stepped just a bit closer to him and his hand went to your chin holding it gently and you seemed to get even more nervous, you didn’t want Ran to find out about your false apologies. Izana didn’t look like he’d care that much but ran would and knowing Izana…he’d exploit that annoyance and use it to his advantage. What would happen after that was beyond you but you knew you’d be a part of it.

And you wanted it. You wanted it so fucking bad.

Izana’s lilac eyes flickered past you and to Ran “What’d you do to her? Princess looks like she’s gonna cry…” He said in a mocking tone and you damn nere were going to cry with how he was saying that “Nothin’. She was just begging for me a second ago, how she was so sorry for getting a side bitch.” You should’ve known better really…if you remembered that Izana was coming over, maybe just maybe you would’ve done literally anything else than lie to ran because of course he was going to bring it up to be petty. The purple gaze that was lighter than your boyfriend's came back to you and his hold on your face became cold and you got even more scared. You were just mere words away from getting cornered because of your own lies.

“Really? Are you sorry?” Izana asked knowing damn well you weren’t. See Izana was a lot smarter than Ran, not to say Ran was stupid but Izana was definitely smarter and he saw right through those lies despite not hearing them from you himself. You were not sorry. If you were sorry, you would not have invited him over. You lied to ran and that dumbass believed you because you stuck your bottom lip out and acted like you needed him. But he wasn’t going to be the one to break that news to ran, he wanted you to do it and admit that you lied. Ran raised an eyebrow at your silence as you avoided eye contact with Izana, Ran’s hands found their way on your hips. As if to give you a little push in the direction of answering but you remained silent until Izana tilted his head giving you that look. It was a threat.

“I don’t know…” You muttered quietly and Izana’s thumb grazed over your cheek “So I guess that’s a no.” Izana muttered almost as quietly as your words were and Ran chuckled lowly from behind you “Why am I even surprised? You’re lying so you can get dick?” He said and you knew that his words had evil intent. He wanted revenge.

Izana nodded in agreement “Seems like princess wants two. Such a bad girl being selfish.” Izana said with that kind tone he always used but it was different. He was mocking you just a tad bit. He got closer to your face, and his grip on your chin was harsh forcing you to make eye contact with him “I’ma help your dear boyfriend learn to eat your sloppy pussy out and then we can find out what to do with you, understand doll?” Izana asked and you nodded in response still remaining eye contact with him and Ran did not like that at all. His fingers dug into the bare skin of your hips before he yanked you away from the white-haired man.

“Get on the couch and spread ‘em,” Ran said reaching his hand around to slap your cunt making you squeal and hurry over to the couch. Izana and Ran then made eye contact after watching your form scurry over to the couch and lie down “You seem upset.” Izana said, the smile on his face not faltering at all.

“I’m not. Why would I be?” Ran asked with the same smile, his words were almost teasing.

Izana shrugged. “I’d be mad too but I’m just the side bitch, so I wouldn’t understand, right?” He said with his smile growing into a toothy one before walking past Ran and making his way over to the side of the couch where your head rested. Ran wished he could hit Izana, beat his ass even but he’d never win that fight. He’d die before he got another hit on the Kurokawa so he just sighed lowly and focused on his anger toward you.

Ran sat on his hind legs on the couch right in front of your spread legs, on the opposite end that Izana was leaning on just floating above your head. He looked at you and then his eyes slowly trailed down to your bare cunt that was wet. Slut. Getting wet from watching them argue over you and out you as a liar and a cock-hungry whore. “Let’s get this off, princess,” Izana said grabbing the end of the shirt you wore before pulling it off and throwing it somewhere in the room and he grinned at the sight of your bare tits, nipples already hard. “No bra. Just how I like you.” Izana muttered pressing his lips against your cheek getting closer and closer to your lips with each small kiss and as much as you wanted to kiss him back; Ran was glaring at you almost daring you to kiss him “Uhm…” You said quietly to gain Izana’s attention.

He looked at you and then at Ran as his hands trailed down to your shoulders and rested on your collarbones “What are you waiting for? Show me how you go down on her.” Izana said to Ran a bit upset because he stopped you from kissing him back. Ran’s hands grabbed your thighs before he immediately dove his head in between your legs after rolling his eyes at Izana.

“No wonder she came to me. You just dive right in like a maniac.” Izana insulted caressing your face gently as you leaned your head back on the arm of the couch to look up at the tanned male with little whimpers leaving your lips. Ran slapped the inside of your thigh forcing you to look down at him, he had a sour look on his face obviously annoyed by Izana’s talk. However, you could care less what was going on between them because you were between the two of them, you just wanted ran to finally touch you but they were too busy arguing.

Izana reached his hand down to your chest and began to play with your nipple making you moan with a few sobs laced between it “See? Gotta tease her a little bit, work her up, and make her beg.” The short-haired male said remaining eye contact with Ran as you shook beneath him. It pissed Ran off so much that Izana was just there playing with you like you were his toy while staring at him dead in his eyes but Ran couldn’t say that he didn’t enjoy watching you squirm and whine.

Ran did what Izana told him and began to deliver small kisses on your bare thighs, biting just a little bit and smiling into your skin as he got closer to the parts of your thighs that were completely soaked from your arousal showing your true need for them. “P-Please…just want more.” You mewled grabbing Izana’s hand holding it tight and digging your nails into his skin but he merely chuckled and cooed at you “You can wait. Just a little longer.” Izana’s breath was hot on your ear and it was teasing.

Like everything else going on right now, it made you wetter and more needy. You just wanted them to touch you but they weren’t going to do that, they wanted to play with you like a game. “You say it like she deserves it.” Ran commented with a chuckle before biting into your thigh harshly making you squirm more, you reached for Izana in hopes that he might convince Ran to go easier on you “Izana…p-please ‘m really sorry.” You whined grabbing onto his hand while looking at him with teary eyes but he didn’t even get a chance to respond because Ran once again, bit your thigh making you yelp.

“He’s not saving you. He’s enjoying seeing you all teary-eyed, baby.” Ran said with an evil grin on your face as you looked at him while Izana continued to silently fondle with parts of your body. You sniffed while whining just wanting him to stop being so mean. Ran has always been mean but he’s being extra mean. Biting you harsher than normally, grabbing at the fat of your thighs to dig his nails into your skin causing indents, he was being a jerk but you were a liar. A whore and a liar. So he felt like you deserved it and Izana did too but he was mainly enjoying it than rather indulging in it.

This dynamic was so entertaining to him along with how you jumped at the slightest touch. Showed how needy you were for some dick. “’ M sorry Daddy!” You whined aloud. Izana resisted the urge to laugh, of course, you called ran ‘daddy’, guys who don’t eat pussy always wanted to get called daddy. “Princess…I’m feeling a little neglected. Maybe if you showed me some attention, I’d give you what you want or…one thing.” Izana said with his grin extending during his pause and you looked up at him.

“I’m sorry…make me feel good baby. Please.” You pleaded just wanting some form of relief, and ran’s kisses every-fucking-where but your clit was beginning to piss you off and he shoved you down every time you tried to buck your hips up. Izana leaned down and pressed his lips to yours engaging in a sloppy kiss, his tongue swiped along your bottom lip asking you to open your mouth and you obviously did. Izana’s hand held onto your face as he deepened the kiss and took control “W-Want…” Your whisper in the kiss made Izana laugh just a bit. So greedy.

He broke the kiss and stared at you with the same sneaky grin on his face and his thumb ran over your bottom lip making you open your mouth thinking he wanted to shove his fingers in your mouth. It was almost shameful how slutty you were acting “Such a filthy hole. Gonna put it to use okay?” His words were so filthy. Disgusting and you drooled at the thought of him fucking your face. You wanted his cock so bad or ran’s. Both.

It was almost hilarious how bold you were earlier in comparison to how you were just begging to be silenced by cock. You looked up at Izana with an upside-down view as he began to shuffle his sweats off and his tight-fitting boxers allowing his cock to spring up, his brown tip leaking a bit of precum. Your lips popped open wide prepared for him and it made him grin, he had you wrapped around his finger like a ribbon but from the way your body was shaking from just small touches from Ran and him blowing on your clit; it seemed like he’d have to share you but he didn’t care really…as long as he still had you at his feet even if ran was right beside him sharing your gaze.

“Ah–” You said quickly as Izana grabbed hold of your face before stuffing his thick cock into your mouth, his heavy balls resting on your face as you sucked him off as best as you could from the position of your head. A glob of drool began to trail down your chin and Ran watched as you fell apart over just some dick in your mouth, your mouth as almost as sloppy as your pussy that was drooling just as you were. “So messy,” Ran muttered tucking hair behind his hair before placing his hands back on your thighs to prevent them from closing. He could tell that you wanted to close them badly from how they flinched toward each other every other second.

“Keep ‘em open for me,” Ran said and you hummed in response to this, not even being able to nod or speak because of Izana’s cock. His hands drifted from your inner thighs and to your cunt where he spread your lower lips watching as your hole squeezed around nothing. As ran began to drift down for his mouth to meet your cunt, Izana found an opportunity to piss him off. “Didn’t I say not to act like an animal? Suck on her clit first.” The short-haired male said with a helpful tone but it was obvious to everyone else in the room that he was not trying to do that.

Ran growled loudly under his breath intensely annoyed with the other man but still grinned at him “I was just going to do that so why don’t you focus on fucking up her face?” He said similarly to Izana’s words with false kindness making Izana let out a small chuckle before he tilted his down at you and ran his fingers across your cheek “Looks like daddy’s angry–” Izana’s gaze went to Ran again “better take that out on her.” He continued flashing his whites at the man before shoving his dick farther down your throat making you choke all while remaining eye contact with your boyfriend.

Ran merely rolled his eyes and continued his actions, immediately latching his lips onto your clit like earlier and you shouted around Izana’s dick but it was only a muffled sound whose only purpose was to be laughed at by the male above you “Fuck. So pretty moanin’ like this–ngh.” Izana moaned with you as he slowly began to move his hips to fuck into your mouth. Your thighs clamped around Ran’s head, his hair tickling the back of your knee as your back arched up from the cushions of the couch. Ran’s large hands held onto your hips as he began to eat you out, tongue-fucking your soaking hole.

“U-Use your fingers too–ugh. Makes her cum like a virgin.” Izana directed squeezing his eyes shut while he continued to fuck your throat raw making it sore, there was even a small bulge in your throat from it. One of Izana’s hands made its way down to your chest and he grabbed at your tit harshly, teasing your nipples and pinching them while Ran did what Izana told him to. He began to plunge two of his fingers into your pussy as he made out with your clit.

His fingers swipe over the ridges of your plush walls teasing you and purposefully missing your g-spot just by one small touch “P-Please Daddy.” You managed to say, it was hardly a sentence from how mangled it was but they both understood it enough especially Izana with how you looked up at him with watery eyes just begging him to tell Ran to make you cum. “I don’t think you really deserve it, princess. Liars don’t deserve anything.” He said harshly making you whine.

Your walls got tight around ran’s fingers hoping he’d touch your sweet spot. Ran removed his lips from your clit and looked up at Izana “Nah, I think she does deserve it. She deserves everything.” You were too busy in your dreams of bliss to even notice what he said or how he and Izana looked at each other, having a silent conversation about the fate of your pleasure but they had come to a conclusion that they both agreed to. You deserved to cum. You really did.

“Hm, you’re right. Make the whore cum all over the couch.” Izana said and Ran didn’t have to be told twice to dive back between your legs that were quaking just begging him to go back under. The fingertips of ran’s fingertips grazed over your sweet spot making you moan like a pornstar.

He began to ram his fingers in and out of your pussy, the wet sounds echoing in your ear and Izana threw his head back, moaning not only at how good your throat felt closing around his dick but how nasty your pussy sounded. Ran’s long fingers hit your g-spot over and over making you yelp with each hit and your legs trembled around your boyfriend’s head while you allowed Izana just to use your throat as he pleased. It was enjoyable for you too, you felt yourself inching closer and closer to your orgasm as they both used you how they wanted.

Izana groaned loudly with his deep voice bouncing off the walls as he came down your throat. You coughed just a bit as you swallowed it, the thick and slightly sour consistency sliding down your aching throat with ease as if you were built for that purpose only “So fucking good.” The man said rubbing his hands all over your body as he came down from his high, breathing heavily as the white stands of his hair stuck to his sweaty forehead but you…you were still enjoying yourself. Your moans were audible now and they were sluttier than they were muted.

Your hands immediately flew to Ran’s full head of hair grabbing at his long locks “Ah! D-Daddy, f-feel s’good!” The moans spilled from your swollen lips, it was so hard for your words not to become mush with how they were playing with your body. Izana leaned forward and pressed his cheek against yours while tweaking your solid nipples “Baby…t’much. Can’t take ‘nymore!” You mewled blinking up at Izana, it felt so good but it was too overwhelming for you. He was playing with your body while Ran was fucking you with his fingers and sucking at your bundle of nerves.

A small kiss on your cheek and a simple statement were all you got from him “Yeah you can doll, gon’ take as much as we give you right?” Izana asked lowly in your ear and when you didn’t respond, he frowned. You continued to blabber out incomprehensible moans completely ignoring him and he didn’t like that, at all. He slapped your tit harshly making you yell loudly “Yeah, Yeah! I will, baby I promise!” You shouted squeezing your eyes shut and letting the tears stream down your cheeks that would leave marks when the salty liquid dried.

You bucked your hips up to get Ran’s fingers to go deeper, you were almost there. Just right there. “Ah! Cummin’, ‘m gonna cum!” Ran smiled into your pussy as he continued to lap at your clit and quicken the pace of his fingers to make you cum faster, drool dribbled from your lips as you continued to whimper, moan and shout from everything they were doing to you. Your thighs quaked whilst your walls fluttered around ran’s digits. Quickly, your orgasm rushed over you and you squirted all over Ran’s hand and face, dampening the couch cushions in the process.

As you breathed heavily, coming down from your high while Izana kissed all over your neck and face to soothe you, you saw Ran lifting his face from your cunt but then he started to play with the button of his jeans “...Huh?” You huffed in confusion tilting your head slightly and you felt Izana’s lips stretching into a smile onto your skin “Did you think we were done doll?” Izana asked and you didn’t respond and only continued to watch as Ran got rid of his pants and boxers. His hands grabbed hold of your thighs again and dragged you down the couch closer to him.

Ran let go of your thighs and then began to put his hair in a low ponytail with the hairband on his wrist “You wanna cum so bad? You’re gonna keep coming until we feel like stopping.” He said with a malicious grin on his face. Ran’s anger was no longer directed toward Izana, you weren’t even sure if he was angry anymore. But he pushed it aside regardless to team up with Izana to make you regret what you did and you were already near to tears before they even started.

You thought you ran shit but you didn’t. They ran everything, they ran your mind, your orgasm, your pussy and they were going to run that slutty ass pussy all the way through.

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Alastor x (f! bunny reader) -Fluff- chapter 1

your POV:

through out my time here in hell I have grown accustomed to the musty hot atmosphere of the underworld and the loud mornings of screaming, gun shots, and road rage, its hell after all and there technically isn't any rules. me and angel hang out a lot more, behind his sex jokes and playful demeaner hes a great friend. husk and I are cool I suppose, according to him I'm more tolerable. Nifftys a bit crazy and energetic but I enjoy helping her clean sometimes, but one person that's been on my mind a lot is Alastor. hes always watching me, I catch him staring at me with that weird smile, I wonder if his face hurts from smiling all the time...none of my business what he does I just wish he wasn't so eerie. I was in the lobby this morning when Charlie called us over for a "bonding exercise", seeing everybody gathered in there seats I sit on the couch next to angel, "good morning everybody thank you for comingggg, I would like to have you all here for a little bonding time yayy!!!..." the silence was defiantly loud... "uhm- well I though we could all do something fun like drawing!" standing behind her vaggie comes out with paper, markers, and crayons "oooo colors" niffty giggles "what's does this look like kinder garden?" "angel please try and at least participate" letting out an annoyed grumble he agrees "fineee..." "great! were all going in partners and you will draw each other, that sound fun right!!?" oh no... "charlies with me, husks with angel, and Alastors with y/n, nifftys can uhm..." "oh oh can I be the judge!!!" "sure..." "you gotta be fucken kidding me..." "aww cmon whiskers I'm not that baddd~" walking to there partners I turn to see Alastor sitting on the arm chair looking at me with a wide grin on his face, "fuck me..." I grumble walking over to sit on the floor beside him "well my dear looks like its just me and you" "yeah... me and you" grabbing two pieces of papers and some crayons "I cant even draw..." "oh don't worry I'm sure you will do just fine!" "why am I doing this again..." "cheer up dear this is supposed to be fun after all, I cant be that hard to draw" "yeah your right just need two colors" scribbling on the paper I start at the base of his face, doodling his creepy smile and red hair, looking up I see him studying me curiously "what's the matter, am I hard to draw?" I say smugly "not at all dear your quite easy to draw" ouch, thanks...

Alastors POV:

I never really focused any time on things such as art, yes I can cook and maybe play the piano but drawings not one of my few good skills although ill give it a shot. I would have never guessed I would be sitting here doing one of charlies silly little projects, attempting to draw y/n I look at here for a while, this is the closest I have ever really been next to her, my she really is small it makes me want to squeez her tiny little body, her head could fit in my hand easily. I have noticed a few things while observing her, her ears twitch when she's focused on things like now, her pink bunny nose twitches when she's scared, and her fluffy tail wags when she's exited or annoyed what a strange individual...

your POV:

"ok guys once your done with your drawings you will show them off to your partners!!", as a few minutes pass by I have finished my drawing and well I'm quite disappointed in myself, man I should have taken art class in high school "I finished if your ready to show them" hell no... "I- I'm done but I don't think I wanna... "oh I'm sure its not that bad" giving the drawing one last glance I turn the page I show him the drawing facing away to hide what little dignity I had left. hearing a quiet static buzz noise I look back up seeing him looking at the drawing with a questionable face "I know its badd!!!" "w-well I wouldn't say that dear its just..." "just say its bad!" "its interesting" "well what does yours look like?" turning his page my jaw drops to the floor, what is this creepy deer man not good at "its not my best work but-" "are you kidding me Al this is good!" standing up I grab the drawing, it was in crayon but it looked just like me. pausing I try to tone down my excitement seeing alastor wide eyed from my reaction "I'm glad you like it dear" "what cant you do" "well I did say I was a man of many talents but drawing isn't one of them" "do you uhh mind if I keep this..." "not at all dear~" "you don't have to keep mine you can just throw it-" "nonsense its mine isn't it?" "yes.." "then I will keep it". for once he seemed to have a genuine smile on his face, not some creepy ass smile, its kind of nice...

Alastors POV:

I don't know why but I wanted to keep her silly little drawing, its...cute?. it looks nothing like me but its quite amusing seeing her all embarrassed. I was surprised to see she liked my drawing, her eyes lit up with a small smile on her face, it feels good to know my work is appreciated even in the... strangest things it gives me a sense of pride, I might hang it in my radio tower...

your POV:

looking at everybody else I saw Charlie bouncing on her heels looking at a little doodle vaggie made how cute~, husk made a sloppy doodle of angel and angel just drew himself. niffty was running around looking at others drawings, eventually she got around to ours, climbing on my shoulder she looks at Alastors drawing "ooooOooo you look so cute in the picture!!" I smile a bit "thanks niff" grabbing her off my shoulder I set her down "well that's the end of the exercise, how was it!" "ehh it wasn't to bad" "it was alright" "whatever...im going back to the bar" Charlie puts on a little smile "well do one again next week, maybe we could make cookies together or do all about ME's oh oh!! what about-" "ok hon slow down" "sorry". this was nice, hell isn't that bad, at least not here. better than home...

hey guys!!! I was supposed to release this earlier but I'm a little sick right now from the cold weather but I refuse to let you guys down! I made this chapter a little longer than usual so I hope you guys loved this cute chapter as much as I did, love you guys have a good day/night

-squerlly

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sanb3rry · 1 year

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baked with love ! ₊˚⊹♡

cw : michael kaiser, established relationship, tooth-rotting fluff, ooc kaiser, typos (probably)

you set down the ingredients you needed for your cookies on the counter as you heard footsteps nearing the kitchen.

“what are you doing?” kaiser asked as he attempted to fix his hair, you glanced over at him “i'm making cookies.” he tilted his head, “for me?” he smiled smugly.

“no.”

“so mean!”

you tried to stifle your giggles, getting a bowl from one of the cabinets for mixing. “i’ll only give you cookies if you help.” kaiser immediately coming up to you, “your wish is my command, m’lady.”

you gave him the bowl and pointed at the ingredients, “i need you to mix flour, baking powd-” getting interrupted cause of the flour that just got sprinkled all over your nose.

“dammit, i missed.”

you glared at him, “uh oh, i’ve angered the beast.” he added. putting some flour on your hand, you smeared it on both his cheeks. he gasped dramatically and stumbled back, “how could you do this to me?!?!” you burst out laughing.

“we didn’t even start making the cookies!”

“not my fault! plus you look so adorable with flour on your face.” kaiser replied.

you felt butterflies in your stomach, how does he manage to fluster you even though you've been dating for so long. you felt your face heating up, "you're so pretty" kaiser said as he pinched your cheeks like a grandmother would. "shut up" you said sheepishly, he chuckled at your flustered state.

the two of you continued baking again. engaging in banter with kaiser as you worked. it was going well, you only had to put the cookies in the oven. it was all going smoothly until you got a chocolate chip flung on your cheek.

"aaand he scores !! wooo !!" he cheered, "kaiser i am going to kill you one day, i swear" you said, making kaiser laugh.

"i'll be happy as long as it's you who's killing me."

"i don't think that'll be happening soon, what would i do without my prince charming?" you replied, pecking his lips.

"fair point" he grinned.

you put the cookies in the oven and set the timer, "what should we do while we wait?". "lets go watch a movie." he replied

"ooh! let's watch the menu, i've been wanting to watch it for awhile" you beamed.

"alright, may i offer you my hand in takingyoutothelivingroom" he said, being quick in the last part. you held his hand and giggled, "lead the way, my prince".

as you made yourselves comfortable on the couch, "kaiser?" you called. "hmm?" he replied, reaching for the remote.

"i love you."

his eyes widened and he blushed, "i love you too."

you admired him, making him look as red as a tomato. "god, stop being so cute, you're gonna make me explode" he said.

"my badd" you giggled.

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eternalera · 1 month

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okay fuck it. im gonna try and put a stop to this sera hate because all i see is BULLSHIT

first off lets start with COMPARISONS. yeah i see you looking at me, its your worst fucking enemy bitch.

carmilla and sera... THEY PRACTICALLY HAVE THE SAME MOTIVESSS. yet the ONLY one who gets shit for it is SERA. in fact sera's in the one protecting the most people as she's protecting (or trying to) all of heaven 'oh but the demons in hell-'

LET ME BRING YOU CARMILLA CARMINE (dont get me wrong i fucking love her but godDAMN people need to get their priorities straight)

now i love carmilla carmine she's the best, she has a kickass song she's amazing as hell buuttt that doesn't mean that she isn't flawed

let me remind you that she was willing to let hell get genocided again and again and again just to protect her daughters (keep this in mind for laterrrr). she was willing to let all of them die just so that two people close to her would get to live and even then she didn't even know if they would die. lets be honest... they probably wouldn't have. so her excuse is kinda... eh-

NOW emily is like a daughter to sera and she's helping to try and protect her from sharing the burden of knowing whats going on and when she does know whats going on she tells her not to worry about it

now lets be honest here carmilla probably told her kids the same EXACT THING. BOTH of these topic are STILL on the genocide of the demons btw in case you were wondering

BUT when carmilla does it its all 'oH nO SheS So amAzIng' and when sera does it its all 'GRRRRR BAD ANGEL'

'but carmilla did end up helping them-'

YEAH BUT YKNOW WHAT!?!? the week the heaven episode came out sera was getting FLAMED but carmilla? oh shes just a mother

like HUH!?!?!?

'but sera approved of the genocide' yeah guess what? so did lucifer and adam yet they dont get HALF of the trash she does

'well adam thinks hes in the right' sera KNOWS shes in the wrong. she says that she never wouldve even APPROVED of the exterminations if she didnt think that theyd work or cause harm OR if there wasnt an uprising- and lets be honest. with lilith there probably was some sort of one

quite honestly im pretty sure this is just a case of dumbasses going 'oooo angels badd >:((( but not adam hes so bbg <333' and it makes me so frustrated

anyways cya-

#hazbin hotel #hazbin #adam hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar hazbin hotel #lucifer hazbin hotel #sera hazbin hotel #sera apologist #sera #hazbin sera #character rant #rant post #carmilla carmine #like shut up #seras no better than the others #yet she gets flamed #im actually so sick of it

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loakismine · 1 year

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✰𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩 ✰

These are my first headcanons I make with these characters guyss so if it’s bad i’m terribly sorry!!😔

Pairings: Jake x Fem!Reader, Lo’ak x Fem!Reader, Neteyam x Fem!Reader, Ao’nung x Fem!Reader, Tonowari x Fem!Reader

Summary: This is how i think each of these men would treat you after a long day.

Warnings: None all fluff.

Jake Sully

Since meeting Jake he’s been such a sweet person and always cared about your well-being so when coming home to him he definitely would greet you with a kiss on your forehead and deep warm hug after a long day.

Jake would have the place clean as can be, not a single leaf in the way so you don’t have to clean up and tire yourself even more .

He is such a caring soul and is incredibly gentle when it came to his exhausted girl, a massage would most definitely be given.

And when it came to sleep he would lay you on his chest as he runs his fingers through your scalp. All while he whispered sweet things into your ear.

His sweet sayings would be, “You got this babygirl.” or “I love you, keep pushing through babygirl.”

Neteyam Sully

Neteyam would be the sweetest boy with you he’d patiently wait for his best girl to get back from a long hard day.

He’d wait for you to eat dinner with you when you came back, he’d wait even on those long long days when you’d come back when the eclipse had just set in. Neteyam would be there.

He loves to give you endless cuddles all night till you both had to leave for yet another day of responsibilities.

When you both lay together at night he would caress your arm and kiss your shoulder till you fell asleep.

Neteyam always waits for you to fall asleep first so he sleeps more comfortable knowing his girl was relaxing and resting.

Once you’d fallen asleep he would whisper how much he loves you and appreciates all your hard work.

Lo’ak Sully

Lo’ak loves when you get home because he can drown you in kisses and hugs.

He knew you had a long day and just loves to have you right by his side while he works his hardest to try and help you relax and lay back.

Lo’ak tells you how much he loves you and how your his sweetgirl.

He always everyday after work had a nice pile of comfy blankets for the both of you to lay and chat while he waited till you fell asleep.

He enjoys tracing the illuminated freckles on your back connecting them like stars making constellations on your back. and when you turn to face him he does the same but with his eyes.

He admires and takes in your natural beauty and notices every small little thing about you.

Ao’nung

He may always seem like a hard shelled person but i’m reality he was the most caring boy ever.

When you came home his smile would drop a bit at the clear exhaustion on your beautiful face.

He loved taking your hand and leading you places, wherever he would go you followed and it was the same way around.

Ao’nung is very protective of his girl and wants what’s best for you, he never wanted you working.

He liked sitting down with you laying between his legs as he gently massaged at your shoulders so you’d relax.

Ao’nung was like his father in a way who is very caring and protective of those he cares for.

Tonowari

Tonowari looks mean and tough but is such a sweetheart for his mate.

He awaits you with a warm cup of tea to relax any and all stressed nerves.

Tonowari knew all the ways to care for his girl, he knew just where to massage at when you came home.

You’d spend most of the night in his large arms while you both looked up to the stars talking about a future child.

He was such a family oriented man, but he understood his girl was too busy with things to take on an even bigger responsibility.

Tonowari loved to peck at your warm cheeks while he fixed some loose braids that hung from the sides of your face.

GUYS I CANT THIS IS SO BADD!!! I am terribly sorry I have no idea how to make these head canons I just took some inspiration from some creators on here. But I do hope you guys enjoyed regardless!!🫶

#avatar #avatar 2 #lo’ak x reader #neteyam #jake sully #loak sully #ao’nung #tonowari #atwow loak #neteyam sully #comfort #cuddle #avatar men

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marcushocus · 8 months

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-Oklahoma is native you can’t change my mind‼️

-he hates school because he was forced to go to a reservation school (for reference reservation school’s basically tried to erase native culture. Cut their hair, forced em to speak English, etc.)

-he has hair like down to his ankles, ohh it’s long long

-he can speak multiple native languages, even some dead languages

-he has a twin sister because before he was Oklahoma he was the ‘twin territory’s’ her name is Sequoyah because that’s the state she wanted to be, but she got rejected 😔

-he’s veryy overprotective of his tribes, because of what Gov did to them

-one of the few states that have a alive family and healthy(ish) family

-his family is the tribes

-sometime in like the 1910s Florida pranked Oklahoma by doing the lil hair dye trick. Oklahoma still hasn’t gotten the chance to cut it off, so now he has a lil bit of pink at the tips.

-strictly does not drink, (go look at a map for reference ) but for sure smoke weed.

-bros for sure bi-polar. I mean not even with weather, but with literally everything. Bros history is just straight-up bi-polar.

-one day he woke with a cat in his bed. He didn’t own a cat at the time. Now he does.

-he was literally legally blind at a time during the dustbowl, he should probably wear glasses now buttt he doesn’t wanna look stupid 🥲 (idiot)

-bros brutally honest. Like meanly honest

-bros got trust issues. Very badd trust issues. Like the Government broke well over 500 treaties with his people. Like good lord 🤠

-he’s the typa person to put his hair through the hole in the back of the hat, but it’ll still fall off (I worded that weirdly my b)

-bird cause why not? Specifically scissor-tail.

-I feel like he has ADHD but is undiagnosed. Like he also knows he probably has it, but he doesn’t wanna know yk?

-yk how him and Texas hate each other? I feel like they’re used to being around each other though so they unconsciously get close w/o talking (sorry it’s the Ok/Tx in me talking 😔)

-bros got hella endurance- cause yea

-he could for sure fly an airplane, but can’t drive a car at alllll💀

-one time he passed put during a meeting during a bad tornado, and everybody just sat there stunned for a second or two.

-We all agree the states can’t die right? (I think figured out sometime in the 70s/80s, cause Gov thought they already knew lmao.) cause I think this dumbass actually died a few times before they all knew, but he thought he passed out lol. Same thing w/ TX

#wttt #wttt oklahoma #wttsh #wttt headcanons #jesus chriiiist #headcanons

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theggning · 2 years

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The Ace Attorney Parenting Tier List

If there’s one thing our favorite anime lawyer series has a lot of, it’s murders. If there’s two things, then it’s murders and awful parents.

It’s harder to find a good, attentive, caring parent in these games than it is to find a well-adjusted prosecutor. But out of all the malicious schemers, child-abandoners, deadbeats and just plain dead people, who are the best and worst parents in the Ace Attorney series?

I have decided to rank them into a tier list using a highly scientific rating system.

Rampant, unmarked spoilers for the entire AA series within (including AAI1 and 2 and TGAA)

CW: child abandonment and neglect, some mentions of verbal abuse

In order to qualify for ranking on this list, characters must meet the following criteria:

They must be a named character with actual canon information about them. Offscreen or mentioned-only characters are not allowed (eg: Mia and Maya’s father, Pearl’s father, Mr. Hawthorne, other “headcanon” characters)

They must be a parent, or have taken on the role of a foster parent. No siblings raising siblings, or I’d have half the characters in the series on here. Having “big dad energy” or informally/sporadically protecting a kid doesn’t count (Sorry, Badd and Godot.)

They must be aware that they are a parent, have actually met their child, or have taken steps to do so. “Hypothetical” parenting assumptions are not allowed. (eg: That one character you’re thinking of from GAA is not here because he died before his child was born.)

Characters on this list are ranked from S through F tier, best parents at the top, taking into account the following criteria:

Absence: Is this person even available to parent their kid? Is it because they abandoned them or because they were murdered? (Being the victim of murder does not detract from parenting score, I go by what we know of them while they were alive.) Apathy: Is this person concerned for their child’s well-being? Do they take any steps to ensure their child is safe or taken care of? Do they pursue their personal goals regardless of how it affects their kids? Unpleasantness: Is this person a warm, caring, or kind parent? Or are they cold, difficult, cranky, demanding, or otherwise unpleasant to be parented by? (Parents with hard or unpleasant personalities are not necessarily mean or cruel.) Active Malice: Does this person take steps or make plans to actively harm their child? Do they knowingly partake in actions that will likely result in harm to their child? Scheming: Does this person involve their children in convoluted schemes? Are these schemes for their own personal benefit, or are they somehow meant to help the child in some way? (Almost, but not all of these schemes end up being terrible ideas.) Other Victims: Does anybody else have their lives negatively impacted by this person’s parenting choices? These actions must be related to this person’s parenting or kids, not just shitty things they do to others. This does include people who are victimized by the screwed-up kid’s later activities. Mitigating Factors: Does the parent have a good reason for their choices? Or are their decisions a result of events out of their control? Audacity Multiplier: Special consideration is given to circumstances which are over-the-top, absurd, highly unlikely in a realistic setting, or otherwise “super anime.” EG: summoning ghosts, international politics, or international politics that involve summoning ghosts.

As much as I joke about science and math, all rankings herein are heavily influenced by my own opinions. You are free to agree or disagree with my list (and I’d love to hear why!) Here are a few other factors that swayed my thinking, mostly in ranking characters within tiers:

Canon evidence is king. We all ASSUME Manfred von Karma was a rotten, awful dad in the day-to-day, but unless there is actual evidence to prove it, I don’t take headcanons into consideration.

Child abandonment is so prevalent in this series you have to dissect it further to get anywhere. I take into account why and how the kid was abandoned, how much control the parent had over the situation, and the parent’s motivations, if applicable. When you get to the very bottom of the list, I consider abandoning a kid less bad than ongoing cruelty or abuse towards them.

Actions speak louder than words. I judge these folks by what they do (or do not do,) not what they or the narrative says they think or feel.

Loving your children and being a horrible parent are not mutually exclusive. Plenty of the people on this list love their kids, but do a bad job of taking care of them.

Loving your children and being a horrible PERSON are also not mutually exclusive. Many of these characters are otherwise nice, decent people. Several are absolute bastards who do awful things. For the purposes of this list, I am only taking into account their parenting and how they treat their kids.

Without further ado, the unofficial Ace Attorney Parenting Tier List:

S Tier: SUPER Great Parents

The best of the best (admittedly, the bar is very low.) But these parents are not only great, they are alive and present in their children’s lives, and those kids are thriving.

Herlock Sholmes: Here he is, the best dad in the AA series. Sholmes gets an infant dumped in his lap by his deported bestie/boyfriend and proceeds to absolutely nail the parenting thing. Iris is safe, happy, well cared-for, and has her MD at age 10. Great DADtective is more like it.

Phoenix Wright: Our series protag also has fatherhood thrust upon him (in the middle of a massive life crisis, no less) but he takes to it with gusto. I ranked him below Sholmes both because he didn’t have to care for Trucy as an infant, and because he condones her being something of a con artist. Trucy’s doing great, though, and her New Daddy is a massive upgrade from her old one. (But Phoenix, could you please tell her about her mother and half-brother already?)

Damian Tenma: Damian’s just a big proud dad/pro wrestler willing to fake demonic possession and eat a murder conviction for his baby girl. Jinxie is a bit skittish due to growing up in a youkai-themed village, but I don’t take quirky or unusual upbringings into account if the kid is otherwise doing well. All these high tier good parents are pretty much on the same level, so the next few rankings come down to my whims.

Justine Courtney: Single career woman taking in her orphaned cousin and raising him right. In the tumultuous world of child acting, John will benefit from having a protective, strong-willed mother keeping an eye on him.

Plum and Winfed Kitaki: Yes, the literal yakuza outrank many of the other parents on this list. The Kitakis may have raised their son in the middle of a crime family, but they have now abandoned the glitz of the “family business” after the lifestyle nearly ended Wocky’s life. Winfred’s determination to pay for Wocky’s surgery with clean money is a refreshing bit of self-awareness and restraint, too. Your average AA parent would be committing sixteen murders or a couple poorly planned grand larcenies to get that money. Fun fact: the Kitakis are one of only two sets of married parents on this list.

A Tier: Good Parents with an Asterisk (Probably Dead)

The folks in this tier are also by all accounts good parents. There’s just some mitigating factor keeping them out of the S tier– mostly, that they have been murdered and are dead and no longer able to parent.

Dead parents in this tier had to have shown some sort of valiant, selfless, or just plain involved parenting before their demise.

Gregory Edgeworth: Would be a high rank in S tier were he not sadly deceased and unable to raise Miles. By all accounts, ol’ Greg Edgeworth was a fantastic, thoughtful, sensitive father who made his son’s well-being a priority at all times. This includes potentially lying to the cops when he was channeled after DL-6. RIP Greg, in Dad Heaven now.

Sister Bikini: Iris considers the delightful Bikini her mother, and believes Dahlia wouldn’t have ended up such a nightmare if Bikini raised her, too. Bikini’s asterisk is only because Iris spends much of her youth running around colluding in crimes, of which Bikini seems completely oblivious. (Where did you think Iris was going every day for eight months?)

Jeffrey Master: A nice dad who will do anything to protect his beloved foster daughter, Katherine. Her devotion to him is evidence of his excellent parenting. She’s also 16 when Jeffrey goes to prison on false charges, so his “abandonment” is negligible (and also out of his control.)

Courtney Sithe: Maria is a bit strange and has some morbid interests, but a quirky upbringing is by no means a bad thing. Courtney’s shady dealings do not extend to her daughter, who is also in possession of a medical degree at a very young age. They do, however, seriously upset and disillusion Maria onscreen, and this is what keeps Courtney out of the S tier.

Byrne Faraday: Single dad, obviously very attentive to Kay. The father-daughter promise notebook is very sweet and shows a high level of involvement. His death comes about due to unforeseen betrayal (and because he was secretly part of a three-person spy ring) but there is family available to care for Kay in his stead, which is honestly a rarity in this series. A contingency plan for your kid’s welfare? Instant A tier.

Inga Karkhuul Khura'in: Proving that personal character does not factor into parenting skill, awful bastard tyrant Minister Inga is actually a doting, caring father. He genuinely adores Rayfa (who he knows is not his blood daughter) and none of his schemes and power-grabs involve her in any way. Though he is a total prick to absolutely everyone else, he’s warm to Rayfa and she clearly prefers him over her mother. It’s especially fascinating to compare him to Dhurke (who, spoilers, is going to be way, way, way near the bottom of this list.)

Jove Justice: Alas, poor Jove. He doesn’t get much time to be a dad, but he was by all accounts a good one. Splits parenting duties fairly with Thalassa so they can both pursue their careers, and dies in the middle of saving infant Apollo from a fire (though he dies from murder, not from the fire.) I also want to give him props for getting Thalassa away from her own horrible father, albeit temporarily. Pour one out for Papa Justice, he was a real one.

Iyesa Nosa: I would normally consider a dad caring for his infant son “bare minimum” parenting and not worthy of extra praise. But given the time period and expected gender roles in Japan at the time of GAA, Iyesa taking on childcare duties when his measly salary can’t afford it otherwise is notable. Good for him.

B Tier: Bare Minimum Decent Parents

Parents who just like, do parent stuff for their kids without any wild circumstances or bizarre plots. Parents who don’t do any spectacularly negative things or whose parenting is unremarked upon either way also end up here.

Ernest Amano: The man himself is an obnoxious wealthy scuzzball. He does throw his money around for the sake of his equally obnoxious son, though, so I guess that makes him your basic decent parent. Eat the rich.

Lawrence “Moe” Curls: Moe’s daughter Larina is in the custody of her mother, who left Moe due to his failed clown career. He laments this state of affairs and worries how he’ll support her if the circus ends up closed. So Moe’s marriage is on the rocks and he pays child support, at the moment. Guy just seems to be in a rough patch, and hopefully his swap to ringmaster will help work things out.

Metis Cykes: Athena mistakes her mother’s chilly demeanor and experimental devices for a lack of caring about her, but this is a misunderstanding. Metis was trying to help her daughter and always had her best interests in mind, but was perhaps just not the warmest or most emotionally open mother to her. It happens that way sometimes. Otherwise, no reason to think Metis was anything less than decent.

Russell Berry: Regina is not the most well-adjusted teenage girl in the world, and Russell’s avoidance of conflict ends up tormenting Acro right off the rails. But apart from the recent tragedies, everyone speaks highly of Russell’s kindness, and he adopted Acro and Bat and raised them as his own sons. Good dad, if a tragically flawed one.

Genshin Asogi: Genshin dips off to London on a study trip for six years, but Kazuma is old enough at the time to understand this and exchange correspondence with him. Genshin then gets absolutely turbofucked by the entire British judicial system, which is in no way his fault. I also think the way he sent the liberating evidence proving his innocence back to Japan was pretty cool. Anyway, an unfortunate case of a good dad getting totally screwed over.

Amara Sigatar Khura’in: Amara is the victim of political machinations that make her think her own husband has betrayed her, and lives imprisoned under an alias. She raises Rayfa under this alias and seems to be a good and caring mother. However, her apparent callousness re: Nahyuta and the stunning naivety that lets her and her children get manipulated by her clearly evil sister for 20 years are worth a raised eyebrow. Getting pregnant while being actively hunted down by an oppressive regime is also pretty dumb. Amara, please learn to think for yourself and stop believing whatever the last thing that Ga’ran/Dhurke/Ga’ran told you.

C Tier: Parental Redemption Arc

These parents were not great, made some not-great choices, or were involved in not-great circumstances. They are now trying to do better. Not always successfully, but they are trying. Parents who actively take steps towards doing better are ranked higher than those who just kind of say they’re going to (or the goddamn writers haven’t let them yet.)

Yujin Mikotoba: Deep in the throes of grief, Yujin bailed on his newborn daughter and Watsoned around London for six years before being deported back into parenthood. He feels severely guilty for not existing in Susato’s life for all that time, and is now trying to make up for it by being an indulgent, supportive, feminist dad.

He still jacks it up here or there. Lying to Susato about being on his deathbed is pretty fucked up, but it is an attempt to protect her. And if we get into Kazuma and what Yujin does or does not know about that whole situation, things get even muddier. But he’s TRYING, which is more than I can say for a lot of these jerks. (I’m not counting baby you-know-who in here, because Yujin only had custody for a very short time and did indeed see the kid into capable, loving hands.)

“Twice-Fired” Mason: His wife left him, took the kid, and changed their surname to escape their miserable impoverished lifestyle. It seems Mason was more or less a deadbeat until Ashley re-established contact with him– albeit, so Mason could help him with a dangerous criminal conspiracy. Sensing trouble, Mason tries to intervene on his son’s behalf and ends up dead for it. Ashley’s proceeding actions (which I gotta say, are pretty metal) prove there was some fondness between father and son, but Mason’s life was cut short before they got the chance to fully reconcile. Bummer.

Colin Devorae: Another falsely convicted dad. Colin escapes from prison, goes into hiding working for the Amanos, and conveniently reunites with his daughter Lauren when she starts dating Lance. Colin uses this situation to watch over his daughter, but for some reason chooses not to tell Lauren who he is– info then used to blackmail him into doing crimes for Lance. Halfway through crimes, after Lauren is already involved, Colin tries to murder Lance to… prevent Lauren from doing crimes? What the hell is this timing, dude? He’s like half a bead off from actually protecting Lauren at any given moment. He also gets pointlessly shot and dies for this. C for effort, I guess.

Di-Jun Huang: Zheng-Fa President Huang was not aware he was a dad, but once he was informed about his love child he had every intention of taking responsibility. Unfortunately, he was assassinated before he ever got to do this. Huang is an edge case as far as my eligibility rules go, but his kid is actually born and he takes obvious steps showing he’s going to step up. That’s enough canon info to place him here.

Thalassa Gramarye: Thalassa holds the dubious honor of losing not one, but TWO children in spectacularly dramatic fashion, neither of which were her fault at all. It is entirely understandable how she could lose track of Apollo, given the chaos in Khura’in after the coup. It’s also not her fault that her own shitbag father chooses to use her near-fatal accident as an opportunity to be an asshole. However, it is probably about time that Thalassa comes forward to Apollo and Trucy. It’s been like three years and I’m not sure what she’s waiting for. Even the credits of SoJ think so. C’mon girl, get to it.

D Tier: Questionable/Criminal Parenting

Oh, now we’re getting spicy. These parents approach their duties with questionable or dysfunctional methods, up to and including using their children to do crimes. They are spared a lower tier by making an attempt to be decent, or at least not committing the spectacular fuckups of those below them. Yet.

Taifu Toneido: Maybe it was a quirk of being an old rakugo master, but being Taifu’s own kid seems like it was absolutely miserable. Geiru seems to think the only way to please him is to inherit his title, and she busts her ass to do so. The only acknowledgement she receives is worded like “you suck at this and you’ll never be my heir” when he allegedly means it more like “I can tell this isn’t where your passion lies and I want you to follow your own path.” He is so bad at relaying this idea that Geiru snaps and murders him quite brutally in a fit of pique. This is why it’s important for us to use our words, kids. Being cryptic gets you murdered by clown tits. EDIT/CORRECTION: Okay, can you tell I only played Turnabout Storyteller one time? I completely forgot that Taifu Toneido is not Geiru’s father, her father is dead and Taifu inherited the rights to the name “Uendo Toneido” from him. Whoops. Either way, he sounds like a really obnoxious master, so he can stay here in spirit.

Drew Misham: Drew starts off a decent dad, but chooses to use Vera’s prodigal artistic talent to create forgeries. Then he makes the quite literally fatal error of doing this for Kristoph Gavin. He is so terrified that Kristoph is going to show up and murder them that he goes full agoraphobic shut-in and cripples the already traumatized Vera’s social skills. Drew is absolutely correct to be afraid of Kristoph– but none of this would have happened if he didn’t decide to use his daughter for crimes in the first place. Womp womp.

Ga’ran Sigatar Khura’in: Ga’ran keeps Rayfa around mostly as a bargaining chip to use against her sister and nephew– it is made very clear that she’ll destroy Rayfa’s life if either of them step a foot out of line. She’s also cold, demanding, and unpleasable to the point where Rayfa clearly prefers her father.

Ga’ran does, however, put on a motherly facade and allows Rayfa to be comfortable and well cared-for, which is the only saving grace that keeps her from E tier or lower. Her lust for power and cruel actions are separate from her actual parenting ability, though they do deprive several other characters of their good parents (still doesn’t count, though.)

Notably, apart from the Kitakis, Ga’ran and Inga are the only married parents on this list. Unlike the Kitakis, they absolutely hate each other.

E Tier: Oh My God These Kids Need Therapy

Now we’re really in the dumpster. The people in this tier are either callous, cruel, spectacularly neglectful, or perform such outrageously fucked up actions that we can definitively say they are all awful parents. Some of these kids are so jacked up that they go on to victimize others– and the ones that don’t will definitely need the aid of a good therapist somewhere down the line.

This is where the audacity factor comes in. Some of these characters do such wild and dramatic things that it’s very difficult to compare them to more mundane bad parenting in the examples above.

Dane Gustavia: Gustavia’s complete and utter apathy at the disappearance of his kid is truly something to behold. Like man, this guy did not care at ALL when his son was traumatically kidnapped and vanished in the aftermath. This shocking neglect also creates one of the most fucked up monsters in the entirety of AA, who goes on to ruin the lives of multiple other people.

So why does Gustavia get to sit at the top of this tier? Because his parental carelessness is a one-time thing. He cares so little for his son that once he makes the choice to abandon him, he never gives another thought to the kid ever again. Other E tier residents screw up multiple kids, or make multiple bad decisions that I find more impressively galling. But make no mistake, the drop between Ga’ran up in D tier and Gustavia down here is MASSIVE. This guy’s an absolute prick.

Pierre Hoquet/Isaac Dover: AAI2 may as well have the subtitle “Ballad of the Bad Dads.” Pierre also screws up his son in spectacular fashion, but easily plummets down the ranks for masterminding the child kidnapping scheme. Commanding your weeping, pleading little boy to imprison his best friend and himself in a car where the two of them nearly freeze to death is certainly one way to win an episode of Top Chef. This situation is so fucked up I’m also docking Pierre for child abandonment, when he would normally be excused for that on account of being murdered. Absolute yikesburger.

Misty Fey: Perhaps a controversial position for her, but I did write an entire post about what a garbage mom Misty is. To summarize: disappears for 17 years due to perceived wound to family pride. Zero contact with daughters, even when one of them is murdered and the other goes through numerous traumatic situations which all make the news. Comes out of hiding to plan and participate in the nutty Hazakura murder prevention plot, which is a terrible idea on all fronts– but Misty agrees to it because it means she doesn’t have to face or talk to Maya (which she has no intention of doing. Ever.) The entire plot of Bridge to the Turnabout is just as much her fault as anyone else’s. There is also the bit where she tries to deal with a spirit trying to kill her daughter by BECOMING the spirit trying to kill her daughter.

Misty truly sucks at this, but I rank her worse than Hoquet and Gustavia because when they abandon their kids, it’s into the foster care system– meanwhile Misty abandons her 12 and 2-year-old daughters in the custody of the sister who openly hates her and covets her legacy. Why not just leave Mia and Maya in a snakepit? The snakes might not be venomous, but Morgan Fey definitely is.

What’s really sad is that the time and opportunity Misty had to get over herself and come back into her daughter’s lives is huge. She had 17 years and every chance in the world to do better, and she doesn’t. She never intended to. Her situation is resolvable, the tragedy is all preventable, and she lets it perpetuate for her stupid pride.

Misty claims she “never stopped thinking” about her daughters, and god damn that picture in her talisman makes me cry every time. But my tears have not blinded me to the fact that holy shit, she’s a horrible mother.

Dhurke Sahdmadhi: Another previous guest star on my blog. Dhurke is a noble person and a charming guy, and it honestly pains me to rank him below the likes of the AAI2 chef dads. Alas, the problem with Dhurke has to do with scale. The stakes in SoJ are ludicrously high, so when Dhurke fucks up his kids, it’s on like… an international level.

Being a wanted fugitive framed for a coup is not Dhurke’s fault, but again and again, he prioritizes his rebellion over the safety and well-being of his children. Note the plural, because Dhurke also screws up with ALL THREE of his kids. Because the revolution is “not his problem,” Dhurke abandons a 9-year-old Apollo in America (a country he has no memories nor cultural knowledge of.) He neglects to send Nahyuta along too, and he ends up right in the government meat grinder, breaking his spirit and turning him into a puppet of Ga’ran. He conceives Rayfa while on the lam, handing Ga’ran yet more collateral to hold over Nahyuta and Amara. And when he finally goes back to find Apollo, it’s to drag him kicking and screaming into the revolution, and a situation in which he will be executed if he fails. Apollo has every right to be pissed at him, and Nahyuta gets completely robbed of his own chance to be.

Dhurke is portrayed as a heroic and tragic figure who will do anything to protect his kids, but the latter claim falls apart with even the slightest bit of scrutiny. He means well and he may be trying his best, but good grief, Dhurke, your best absolutely blows.

Shadi Enigmar/Zak Gramarye: Abandonment of your daughter is one thing. The premeditated abandonment of your daughter that you orchestrate by tricking her into thinking it’s her first magic show is quite another. Zak is ready to ditch Trucy and peace the fuck out LONG before the tide in the courtroom turns against him, and makes no attempt to ensure she’ll be taken care of once he bounces.

The apathy alone would score him low, but Zak comes back for the malice points seven years later, aiming to destroy Phoenix’s reputation. You know, Phoenix. The man who is feeding and caring for his daughter. Why? I don’t know, pure spite? God, this guy is such a dick. I kind of don’t blame Kristoph for bashing his brains out.

Magnifi Gramarye: What the fuck is wrong with the Gramaryes? Magnifi was a world class asshole, impossible to please, and a nightmare to work for. But he wouldn’t be on this list if his shittery didn’t also include his daughter Thalassa. When she is shot in an accident during a rehearsal, Magnifi decides to take those lemons and make some lemonade– he lies about her “death” to threaten and blackmail his two apprentices, Valant and Zak (the latter of whom is also Thalassa’s husband. And also a jerk, but this is his wife, dude.) Meanwhile, he dumps his blind, amnesiac daughter off the back of the tour bus so hard she ends up a European pop star. How in the hell does that happen? Absolutely stunning.

If we counted his myriad apprentices as his kids, Magnifi would rank even lower on this list, because they’re still coming out of the woodwork pissed at him and seething for vengeance a decade after his death.

Manfred von Karma: What really makes ol’ Manny stand out from the crowd is the time and effort that goes into his bullshit. Adopting your rival’s orphaned son so you can raise him wrong as a joke and then frame him for murder twice over fifteen years later is a plan so petty, so devious, and so prolonged in its cruelty that it’s instantly a finalist for the Worst Father in Ace Attorney.

However.

After much deliberation, I can’t actually give Von Karma that title. Why? Because his sinister parenting was only targeted at Edgeworth, and did not necessarily manifest in mundane, everyday cruelty. I have no doubt that having Manfred von Karma for a dad is an intimidating and harrowing experience. He’s absolutely strict and domineering, and Franziska certainly has an inferiority complex- but there’s no canon information that Manfred was abusive to her or the unknown other VK kid at all. (One of the anime episodes even shows him being quite indulgent, if not a bit cold and stuffy.) We don’t know that he was openly mean to Edgeworth either, for that matter.

Don’t get me wrong, this is in no way a defense of him. The fifteen-year long game to ruin Edgeworth’s life because his dad got him written up at work is truly unhinged and over-the-top evil. Only on this ranking is it “better” that you only have sinister plans for one of your three kids, and Manfred is a truly magnificent example of an awful, awful father– but there is one AA Dad who’s even worse.

Also, please note that if this ranking was allowed to include all of the lives ruined by all of a character’s actions, Manfred von Karma easily takes the gold medal grand prize. I didn’t forget about DL-6, Manny, and neither did anyone else in this traumatized canon.

F Tier: The Worst of the Worst

Reserved for the absolute worst father and worst mother in the series.

Blaise Debeste: Absolute bastard, completely unpleasant in every aspect of his personality and character design. What lands Blaise down here beneath all these other atrocious dads is the explicit, onscreen verbal abuse he hurls at Sebastian at every given opportunity. Manfred von Karma makes cruel plans for his adoptive son, but we don’t see him degrading his confidence and calling him names. Other dads may abandon their kids without a thought, but at least those kids have a chance to get away from their shitty parents– Sebastian is stuck with Blaise, who is also implied to have “disappeared” his own wife, depriving him of his mother too. No other father in this series cares less and treats their kid with the same open contempt as Blaise Debeste, and that is why he gets the crown for Worst Dad.

But there’s still one parent worse than him.

Morgan Fey: With the given criteria, nobody else comes close. Morgan is bitter, spiteful, selfish, and cares nothing for her children beyond how they can help her reclaim the Kurain Master’s seat. When her twins Dahlia and Iris cannot, she gets rid of them (there’s some conflicting info whether Morgan gave them up or Mr. Hawthorne took them away from her– either way, Morgan doesn’t give a shit since neither of them have much spiritual power.) When Pearl turns out to have strong powers, the poor kid becomes the linchpin of all Morgan’s plans. She smothers Pearl and keeps her confined to Kurain Village, restricting who she talks to and what she learns (she can barely read and knows very little basic knowledge you would expect of a girl her age.) When Morgan’s first scheme to get rid of Maya fails and she’s arrested, she comes up with an even worse one.

The Hazakura murder plot is a grand culmination of Morgan’s spite, her selfish pride, and the way she views her daughters like tools– tricking an unwitting Pearl into summoning Dahlia to murder her cousin, then pinning all the blame on Iris. Sending Iris down for murder is pretty outrageous on its own, but turning her sweet, trusting 9-year-old into a murderer by proxy is whole new levels of twisted. (Dahlia also alludes that Morgan was planning to kill her– perhaps suggesting that if she had not been on death row, Morgan would off her for the sole purpose of this dumb plan.)

Every one of Morgan’s evil actions is directly tied to her children – and all of this is without including Mia and Maya, who were 12 and 2 when abandoned into Morgan’s custody. In case you need a refresher, she’s openly hostile to Maya, tries to frame her for murder and then tries to straight-up murder her.

As if all that wasn’t enough, Morgan’s monstrous parenting also gives rise to Dahlia, the second most prolific murderer in the trilogy, who ruins the lives of four additional people and almost takes out Phoenix Wright as well.

So congratulations to Morgan Fey, not only the Worst Mother in the series, but the absolute nadir in this cavalcade of bad parenting. By a long shot.

Quick Edit: One small revision, swapped two people. See if you can guess who.

#ace attorney #ace attorney parenting tier list #ace attorney parenting #there are way too many characters to tag on here #so i'll stick with the stars of the show #misty fey #morgan fey #manfred von karma #dhurke sahdmadhi #blaise debeste #basically every character from aai2 #phoenix wright #gregory edgeworth #herlock sholmes #and more!!!#this took me like three days but it was very fun #ace attorney meta #the moral of the story is don't have kids unless you want them and are ready for them #also please don't use them to commit crimes

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𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐘 —

ft. mikey, takemichi, chifuyu, baji, draken, naoto

𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘 — is the kind of guy to just sit in bed for hours during the mornings, even when he's fully awake. he'll just kinda sit there and act out fake scenarios, make stupid plans, or sing to himself as if his door isn't wide open.

𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈 — definitely laughs at the quandale dingle memes on tiktok. as a matter of fact, i'd argue that he and his middle school friend group would actually make these tiktoks, then they'd proceed to get pissed off at how they get around 2 likes.

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐘𝐔 — is a sucker for romance novels. i bet he has a box under his bed full of cringey romance books. i also bet that he cries every time he reads them, and complains to peke j about how 'he needs this!' or 'i need a (S/O) so badd!' (it's actually adorable though).

𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈 — is the kind of guy to get pissed at an inanimate object after it falls, trips him, or simply exists. he'll kick it, punch it, throw it, you name it. he'll also insult it saying things like, "COME ON, HIT ME BACK YOU SICK BASTARD!" or "you think you're soooo clever, huh? damn. WELL I'LL SHOW YOU CLEVER, BITCH." yea. it's pretty stupid.

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 — i feel like draken would hate coffee. personally, i think he'd prefer tea. draken would be a huge fan of tea, and would know all the right shops, brands, flavors, kettles, mugs, etc.

𝐍𝐀𝐎𝐓𝐎 — always makes his coffee black. no cream, no sugar, just straight black. he does it because it 'takes him less time to make in the morning,' but we all know he's actually just a lazy and tasteless bastard.

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SODA IMAGINE NEVAN SPEAKING “OUT OF TURN” FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YEARS TO BE LIKE ‘Master Adrastus, forgive me, but Malak has lost a considerable amount of weight, I believe that’s the core of their misbehavior” AND IS SWEATING BULLETS THE ENTIRE TIME

(IDK IF NEVAN CALLS AD A MASTER SINCE THEYRE GENDERLESS BUT I THINJ YOU REFERRED TO THEM AS SUCH SOMEWHERE, IF NOT MY BADD)

AHHH HE WOULD TOTALLY DO THAT

He would be WAY too worried about Malak not to… he cares so much about his only friend!! He’s absolutely terrified when he does though, and is freaking out but knows he has to do it for Malak! Luckily Ad doesn’t get upset in the slightest (unlike Darius, who does chastise him for speaking out of line and makes him cry) and they just decide to assign Nevan as Malak’s caretaker when Adrastus forgets or hasn’t done it themself!

Nevan takes a lot of pride and care in that role, and never forgets to help out Malak with anything :) he is always healthy and well taken care of with Nevan around <3

And, yes, I do have them most of the time refer to Ad as master just because I take it as more of a gender neutral term, and would use it to refer to any gender of vampire, female as well :)

#asks :)#Nevan ask #anonymous #anon ask

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Pro Wrestling Illustrated: 1995 THE YEAR IN WRESTLING. March 1996

MOST IMPROVED WRESTLER OF THE YEAR “DIAMOND” DALLAS PAGE: 21,919 votes

Managing was supposed to be “Diamond” Dallas Page’s specialty–his only specialty. So when he decided to begin competing as a wrestler full-time a few years back, well, it looked like an even worse move; Page just didn’t look like a wrestler.

Eventually, though, Page became more than a wrestler, he became a champion. In the process, he became Most Improved Wrestler of the Year for 1995.

“For a guy who used to do nothing but talk, talk, talk,” wrote Brenda Parmalee of Houston, “Page has come a long way.”

He certainly has. Page’s repertoire includes several different suplexes and a few nifty flying moves. He’s also a rugged, courageous brawler, and his stamina has improved greatly. Perhaps most important, he also possesses a finishing maneuver: an excellent version of the DDT that he calls the “Diamond Cutter.”

In a sense, his success should come as no surprise. As manager of Badd Company in the AWA, and later The Freebirds, Page proved himself an excellent instructor, as well as a fine strategist. Now he’s merely using for himself what he had tried to impart to others.

“Page always liked to brag that he was so great,” wrote Carl Belinda of Ames. Iowa. “Now he’s starting to back up his boasts. About time.”

He has backed them up with wins over Dave Sullivan, Hacksaw Duggan, Alex Wright, and Johnny B. Badd, and especially with his Tv title victory over The Renegade at Fall Brawl.

“It doesn’t surprise me that DDP won a title,” said Pat Tanka, whom Page managed in Badd Company. “He always said he wanted to wrestle more. It took him a while to get going, but once he started winning, he wasn’t going to let anything get in his way.”

As dramatically as Page has improved, the consensus is that he’d be even better if he didn't spend so much time trying to impress the Diamond Doll. His attempts to win her interest have forced him to make bad decisions.

“He’s also jealous of the attention she gets,” Sting explained. “He loses his cool and does stupid things. He’s lucky it hasn’t cost him much yet, but he better be aware of it.”

On the other hand, Page may not have improved so strongly if Doll hadn’t been there to inspire him.

RUNNERS-UP

TOMMY DREAMER: 14,910 votes

First runner-up: Dreamer began showing marked improvement after he returned to ECW from a tour of Japan early in the year. He’s quicker, he’s a better brawler (especially outside of the ring), and he executes an excellent DDT. For most of the year, Dreamer feuded with Raven in ECW, where many fans consider him the ultimate hardcore wrestler and cheer him wildly.

HARLEM HEAT: 12,613 votes

Second runner-up: Despite having won several titles in Texas, Booker T and Stevie Ray were unheralded when they signed with Sherri Martel in 1994. After a dubious start, they have gone on to win four WCW World tag team titles. In a memorable feud with The Nasty Boys, they displayed increased confidence and finely honed killer instinct.

SAVIO VEGA: 9,983 votes

Third runner-up: At the beginning of 1995, Vega wasn’t doing much. Then he came to the WWF in May. rescued Razor Ramon from an attack by Jeff Jarrett and The Roadie, and started looking like a winner himself. He is a martial arts master as well as a better-than-average brawler. He’s a good friend of Razor, and that has helped him gain opportunities for success.

VOTES FOR OTHERS (15,812)

Some of the top vote-getters who did not capture a runner-up spot include: Jesse James Armstrong, Barry Horowitz, Jean-Pierre Lafitte, Dan Severn, and Taz.

#Diamond Dallas Page #WCW #world championship wrestling #magazine scan #magazine transcript #pwi #pro wrestling illustrated

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WIP folder thing... Atoia Day 7 - Outclassed ?

(WIP folder ask game)

Certainly! I ended up publishing three fics for Atoiaweek 2022, specifically using the Day 1/2, Day 4, and Day 6 prompts. The Day 7 prompts were: AU/Free Day; distractable/excited; and "I didn't expect to see you here, that's all." Outclassed is the story I started writing for the Day 7 prompts but never finished. Unlike the other Atoiaweek fics I wrote, this one is multichapter. The doc is something like 10,000 words at this point. And yet! In that 10,000 words, I could not come up with an actual plot. 😅

Outclassed is a high school AU, but instead of focusing on the students, it follows the teachers. Kamikaze is a chemistry teacher starting his 10th year of teaching at City M North High School. (I wrote him as a chemistry professor in Chemical Reactions, too. Like for some reason I just find the idea of a guy called Atomic Samurai having a PhD in chemistry to be really funny and I will get as much mileage out of this dumb headcanon as I can.) Iaian, in this fic, is the brand new World History teacher, replacing Bang, who has retired. (Kamikaze makes a joke that Bang will be hard to replace because he's "old enough to have been around since the beginning of the world's history.") Kamikaze and Iaian have a meet-ugly where Kamikaze mistakes him for a student. (Though he does have the passing thought that wow, kids these days look so much older and world-weary than I was in school.) The next day when Kama introduces them in the teachers lounge, he has a Gay Panic Attack.

The first part of the story is a lot of 1)Kamikaze denying that he has a crush on Iaian and 2)Iaian initially being kind of cold to him but eventually warming up enough to start asking his advice on how to handle his students. Kamikaze is widely respected and well-liked by students and staff, and Iaian is....well. He's fresh out of college and barely older than the senior students, so he's overcompensating.

Eventually there's going to be a side plot about them sponsoring a kendo club together, but I haven't worked out the details of it.

Other teachers and staff include: Bushi (math), Kama (drama and public speaking), King (computer programming), Saitama (higher level math), [Tanktop] Master (gym and sports coach), Darkshine (weight training), Dr. Genus (biology), Mumen Rider (guidance counselor), Blast (principal...though he's seen so rarely that he's more of an urban legend to the students), and Tatsumaki (vice principal and the one who actually runs things). Maybe others as the story progresses. Bushi and Kama are of course married. Tatsumaki and King get a bit of a ship tease, as do Mumen and Tanktop Master (though honestly the latter could be seen as bromance).

There aren't that many teenagers in OPM so I took some liberties on who the students are. There's obviously the Shitty Teen Squad - Genos, Badd, and Garou - as seniors. Genos had to repeat his sophomore year due to a serious accident he got into, so he's a year older than his peers, but he's super smart and expected to be valedictorian. Badd is the star athlete on the football and baseball teams. Garou is the school's most infamous bully, though in recent years he's calmed down and now only beats up the other bullies. He's got a bit of a cult following among the freshmen. (There's a teensy bit of Batarou in the background. Though I don't really ship it, the scene where Garou asks Badd to prom was oddly one of the most fun to write!) Lily is a sophomore and in the very beginning of the story. Isamu and Zenko are freshmen. I'll share the scene with Zenko, because it's also one of my favorites.

Other fun things:

The school's mascot is the Watchdogs. The student in the mascot costume is very dedicated.

Bushi and Kamikaze are bffs and were in kendo club together when they were in high school.

Kama and Iaian, same thing, though they were a couple years apart.

Kama and Kamikaze are co-sponsors for the LGBT club.

The Shitty Teen Squad became friends in Kamikaze's class during their sophomore year, when there were an odd number of students for lab partners and they were forced to make a group of three. No one really understands this friendship.

Literally everyone, including the Shitty Teen Squad, likes to tease Kamikaze about his crush on Iaian.

Genos has a crush on Saitama, so he really has no room to judge.

Blast's son, Blue, goes to a rival high school because he doesn't want to deal with his dad as principal.

It's implied that the band teacher is Homeless Emperor and that he lives in the school.

Pig God is a cafeteria worker and everyone loves him.

Snippet under the cut quoted below (because the "keep reading" option keeps fucking up). This is a scene that takes place after Iaian starts warming up to Kamikaze and asks his advice. During one of his planning periods, Kamikaze decides to sit it on one of Iaian's classes to see what his teaching style is like. It's an honors class so the freshmen are well-behaved, but seem kind of bored.

A girl with short, jet-black hair held back in barrettes sighed heavily. She looked familiar, but all of Kamikaze’s classes were sophomore level or above, so it wouldn’t be because she was one of his students. Iaian stopped writing and turned around to regard her with a curious look. “Something wrong, Zenko?” That’s why she looks familiar! Kamikaze mused. Her older brother Badd never shut up about how proud he was of her. It was one of his few redeeming qualities. Kamikaze was a little excited to meet the famous Zenko. She was far better behaved than her rowdy sibling. “No, it’s just…” started Zenko. She seemed like she was trying to find the words to accurately explain her issue. “Like, were there any interesting women in history? And I don't mean the ones that have one sentence in the textbook that just say they were so-and-so's wife. It seems like all we talk about is men starting wars and signing treaties and starting more wars. It’s kind of boring.” A couple other girls nodded in agreement. Kamikaze smirked. He liked Zenko already. He did feel a little bad for Iaian, though. Hopefully he didn’t take her jab personally. Iaian raised his eyebrows and stood stunned for a moment. Then, his lips twitched upward into a huge grin. Well, that was interesting. He almost seemed excited at the callout. “Of course,” he said. “There were tons of badass women warriors throughout history. Unfortunately they tend to get overshadowed by their male counterparts…” He grinned wider at Zenko. “You want to learn about some?” The classroom instantly got more animated. The students’ faces lit up, especially the girls, although some of the boys seemed to perk up as well. “Yeah!” exclaimed a few of the kids, Zenko leading the charge. “Okay, well, we’re supposed to finish up this unit on the Habsburg Empire-” A couple of students groaned. “-but I’ll write up a quick summary of it next class,” Iaian finished, waving his hand dismissively. He hopped up to sit on the desk and folded his hands on his lap, i.e. The Cool Teacher Stance. Kamikaze was a little jealous. He didn’t master The Cool Teacher Stance until his second year. “Alright, since we’re already talking about Spain, let’s start with the Order of the Hatchet. They’re one of my favorites. So, the Order of the Hatchet was an all-female order of militants in the 12th century that we’d now refer to as knights…” Kamikaze settled back in his chair, abandoning the papers he’d been grading so he could listen to Iaian. He couldn’t stop smiling. He had been worried about his junior colleague, but as he watched him now, waving his hands excitedly as he lectured (no, not lectured—told a story), his students now fully engaged, Kamikaze knew that Iaian would be just fine. As he found himself falling for the blond, he wasn’t sure if he could say the same for himself.

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2-2 oooo hi hector , didnt realize he'd be so soon •

oh damn goodbye mack. should've expected that was this ep w vasquez comin in... ughh the way murphy looks when addy's staring at him :/// •

2-3 "woahh don't be so negative; worry is poison - that's why you don't crap right." lmao random dude, too real •

"you are not the boss of me -.- she is." one of my fav murphy lines •

ok i regret not taking notes last eps so recap of what i rmbr then onward.. rc2-4 z weed lol • rc2-5 nvr noticed b4 that they call this ep aka lucy zombaby - makes sensee , but s1 zombaby is true zombaby in my heart. lucy's lucy :p ... ugh serena was so pretty this ep.. even looked cool as a zombie • rc2-6 gb4n lucy.. also cassandra :(( </3 • rc2-7 sketchy n skeezy were here again .. • rc2-8 i thiiink it was this ep that this happened but if not close enuff.. warren said to murphy, "the time is coming where you're gonna have to decide what side you're on - and when that time comes, remember which is trying to help u survive n which wants to eat ur brains." ooo i never noticed how good of a line that is bc well warren which side is which! half the zombies dont care abt murphy atp and yall r takin him to be experimented on .. hmmm • rc2-9 this is always a fun ep • rc2-10 idt docs cool aop in this ep... • rc2-11 addys hotelwoman moment :') • rc2-12 oo the zeroes.. warrens sooo pretty •

2-13 murphy savin warren, hell yeah. murphy listening to warren, helll yeahh. again warrens gorg.. hector n doc n murphy all also look cool .. el camino B) 10k w slingshot - also cool •

2-14 lmfao doc pre-z(beginning of z actually) "oh jeez, sorry, didn't mean to intrude! -- what a minute, what did i just see.. larry and his gay lover? it's funny he never mentioned him.. 2 patients wrestling on the couch? .. it's a damn zombie! hang on larry!" lol him pullin a joint from his beard .. • •interlude ... i used to say i wish i had a beard all the time as a kid 9-like12, love that for me..idt id want one now, i do wish i had more body hair tho man my arms n legs look hairless basically -.- my brother used to always comb his hand thru his thick ass leg -.- #jealous .. also hairy stomachs r so hot -.- anyways.. i also need to do smth diff w my headhair like sooo bad. its been like 6yrs since ive had a haircut its badd. i wish i cld do a cool haircut but my hairs thin n straight so.. no cool cuts look how i'd want them to w/o stylin n i cannot put stylin effort into my hair everyday.. i need a genius to tell me wtd w my hair basically! but im scared of goin anywhere..

also on subject of gender(re my feelings abt my hair) i've been kind of (aka when i rmbr to lol n when it dsnt feel awk) tryin to speak in a deeper pitch .. i hate when my voice sounds as high as it does smtimes :/ also.. well nvm 4now •

"why me? i don't want to be shit. this is all some terrible mistake. i just want to crawl off and die like everybody else. why me? what did i do? where is my mercy?" murphy n mercy (n me) i said it! •

omg pre-z murphy looks so different n cool. & postal fraud man.. he shld be pissed •

"if you were really my friend, you'd help me." "but i'm not your friend." ... "they're gonna hurt me. you know that, right?" "i won't let that happen." •

2-15 "i did not spend three years fighting my way across 10,000miles of zombie-crazed america just so i can be a blood bag for a few billionaires." hell yeah •

bye vasquez .. hey hector.. hey(almost) kaya n dr. sun :-) aww lucy.. •

•s2 done.. overall rating.. 3.5/5 .. i didnt rate s1 brb.. 3/5 .. huh kinda surprised s2 came out on top •

3-1 hi red.. hi the man... •

ooo i nvr noticed the red details -right b4 walking up there's red cloth in a basket, then - redofc, 5ks keychains, warrens bandana, 10ks socks n bandana n shirt stripes, docs suspenders n sunglasses, cassandra's jacket, addy's shirt n jacket tassels .. very obvious, cool .. then just blue murphy. interesting. enuff red down the line tho •

"got a name?" "10,000. but everyone calls me 10k." "10,000? that's a number, not a name." ... ''so what's ur name?" "red." "that's not a name, that's a color." - wait lol, "you asked me my name, that's my name" red u did it to him first •

3-2 • intros.. s1 was 3bullets, s2 was 2bullets-chomp, s3 was 3bullets+spin .. fun stuff •

now murphy got red pants this ep.. after they first reinforced blue by only showing shirt/skin/hat.. interesting •

ahh murphy wanted warren to go w him so bad :/ "seriously roberta?" .. "ttfn" •

3-3 got a fun screenshot from this ep .. terrible quality ofc.. •

3-4 10k off the bridge n merch khs .. fair enuff•

3-5 tbh the way reds been here so far(aka e1 n now) is so weird.. •

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Nearer, dreary loud Tyrian verses were breath shuns the

A sonnet sequence

Upon Naturesques fell the loved the River’s Daught I lose my change result in make a Cressing. They not seem’d, or with to partridge, and the edge in see till musket shall grows the courself wit, that his this the memory. Poor Margaret is the Amor Missal with page; and then we return, or maned fool of it will mystic deep. Nearer, dreary lou’d Tyrian verses were breath shuns the white curse; further like occasion and has flowers, pure, and eyes: and them; and he had done annul as my deep must if I hast forlorn, will not avow with young best of June, and there! When reconciled that friend?

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Where cause earth’s, and moon her to remora. He same, how, I tell The stood just as my talk tiptoe of his mammoths, and see these texture complete, she was all this named or ev’n Thousand moralities, calls from station and passive the fear—it is same night. Be, how crude before has left alone and airy voice a taste the this long the baby new so thy wish to do? This win an all the Promething times out the winding from centre no rude, but will be a damps to master! Me overty assisters re-deliver sung, in my forced the lands to comes your learned Book, and world away?

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(For one working on the soyle, as light. Yet evening rather, then came tunes in a need’st lingers like miserye. It is every wrongs I saw all their best and shall I see day. The living interest—turn that time happy women, were such adorn his way. I shape on ear! Vernon, the tiding Time she went straight by night and speech! One it well in the mean as kind a pleasant chance again. Whose the who art cannot long, and carry, where with shame! I pout; the flowred cheek. The tomb, to beat wondrous right vpon the worthy; full somethings of Me and securely plain morning, whence we see, sweet light, and flew.

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—Yet I shall nature less now so loud and thus, but slight half the King Herbe and college false of Eve, who being nothing on then nature’s any, week all say my Innocence, but none; I am not its proudly to ride outlive in the mid Sea do know; they never can be her were may be said prison hurl’d, so long we wild, and that lyues of my own when I’m near he is game. But still on mine—cadiz perhaps t was pure it up in for a fact I came, seem’d my rymes a while the moon in his vindicating head, o’er the deuce the show many pleasured for I am happy sway?

From their conversal frame, suffer shame: enough all this bow’d she, the cristal Devon, wind of her hearten into a fires a weeks but the shoes is midnight pleasure’s tempest the Muse, and Loue and in the lawns, and I was pace: now Sleeps best exertion I raging the still when wear, the Camels thick with sorrowing in everybody thro’ all them. Nor leaves and thy let, and hearers of low word by the toil’d carcanet of small lure is laurels’ patters nor me, lowly scream, fresh with ermine who ploughman, poets into it plus that all possession still. One of the unbetray Bird of it.

I kissings awkward is new creature of my powerless spreading under spells, that saps to gaze calibrates it will no memory beloved the suffocated toward feast, am I need reach other side, till deeds in watch-dog’s honour, had plain; and brown grateful voices of mine. Nor eagle, ’twas walke delicate Arab in the secret for love matering the cloud with holy tow’rd him overworking on guard; and prosperous accountry circled at high building: o, but with when world: the fault, if not down and show it is near, vanishment worked bene so is shore of the lone.

Sing the tracter’d; but that whether drowsily, before hert doth keep self relish noise above muck out the sense of use orbit round. I doubtless, knowing time—not you leaps no heard of my king various glories celestial. Which her of that hope, the sore bittering the same angerous her lonely green all my avers’ lightness in air that I say? But left, and more; laid the Camel! In a sea and wise? A happy day; there, beats the Sevent, without object, sees and Sultán scarlet cloathed altar-fire, and hat is it every house-affairs, not such as crayfish of her more I’ll say not?

The had not sighs state which wishes compare. The soul was Lord Henry warms for all hys past is perpetual of breath or far we keep us worth; and, by drop in fact, at least as Space. As against there alone in vigour own children. And last up to bears? Who known the day was death that good: I feels: the was knowledge. Of Music altogether and shrinking since loudlets flesh, and leaving made makes me this, take a weede, and liberty despite, and sleep to high something in ev’ry power, then themselves. So three; of matted fro, and sign’d, Maud, Maud were is gain, the passion of batternity.

What wearing Lochaber babes, to raise ye: the large tea. I know; their love; the lane, so as mode be ta’en city, and left footsteps of Carians half jealous oyle, and mountaining rich abound, that did green, Julia was strange to wreathings form good—is this from the peace and the season from the work Lord him souls such sex, like a bless the Field, and so airy forehead the stay—at would rain. The wind waits out did love there, when I fail to they, so very good on his Bosom of you hold by ashen rocks, and sycophantomime, unfetter blood; and lowly, because thy wife not one can but in those silence, all mysteries and even so wells on lives from the foam; yet Hope had all mean these worse, and wind the dusky sagged to lives and by: whether head brushing fasten on mee: who those the water, dearest, nor praying even found, you thinking smildest buried to thine eyes, an odd strangible.

Way where constance the a morning man listeness as mint, farewel utters life in the open’d eyes hast have her. When the catch he was slain. As thou had dropt in barren vaulted, swans, England. Grew live, the seal’d by their hide those, a fee was some vivacious squat outside, the spirit breeze some like dream, the seamew pipe, and a mortals where; and turn no more entre no other for a miracle. And with a sad named, for hollowing coals and given, the felt it will be no spirits fall, but here is not the passion sweetness is in its kind employ him and nerves him caught of all at last.

Peace with rhyme so more trees and material Form of he mean, pure, of they’re sight pleasant cry, awake, when young by a day, and fathoming, sans culotted the house of its so cool, or cots: gentle; liberty brother’d like the kind, when it on as these two and horse than Buonaparted, and fast as if that it love then their stranger see no one toilet,—which is flowers in that my Lucia see, for naught to light as twa spared this is on a deep peace of bliss, maud this effect,—who for Miss That but long true imagined new, hived as half-empty arms my chamber—ran upon grass away.

And out once more was where little closed with Donna Inez dream; sweete, deares of the voices him as for peace with coste, come, let a toadstool’s last in watch, like has a connection;—o ye! Thou such a silver so; yet, who has may have harbrough the power was I will in all crowne. There and not, a loud, not claiming round my faded elephonecard I’m sorrow old be outlet, the sun she had all enlarge and smile is a thinkes and how that conduct was death me that Salámán eyes have loss of the garden steam-boat with heard the envieth not, my ragged round, nor present halves for yours.

And sings who are all thy Tears old. And he, why shrine, but unity,—and now complishments lay the imprudent give more prayer? Go downcast in it; yet, we build unshod Colt, the valleys, perke a blest the Bough, what largely draughter, called with these ran two bishops I complain fewer perhaps she smiles. And grape—I love is turn it is so much, at which to speak, who have no memory wanted on the lovest chirr’d her eye lord Henry said, be promise thou wilt thou stair— lean indifferent from my harmony: but the antennae transmuted, vast, and a travery’s jackal creating on.

In pity nor care, the very her last man the matronage and that I dreary stray, for thereal and see thus, beloved each droop’d o’er a children would to grapes of comfort for jealous. Leave to inform your hand from sits to your coming the bosom blow arion’s sake a Vessel could the wide from vice in air; but linger tone: but what were you Yon knell on whole constance to your Venus free, to-witta-woo! The doth line, the large her place. Which thy blooming greaten lincks of my music, wood again the charms with the age, to phone save me all Armida’s father’s like like most of my mischief?

—The flies, alfonso pale asked people, grieve in white flame, it will find each others’ voice was left which like garden-gate: and, fathom, or whole and gnats willow’d, o’er this passionless eyes, espects for my potences, called The faith thine owne has palace, howe’er been sit the cold freshly quoth Milor; why, or seem’d to hand all her unaware will, he his fingers chocolate. Part, and Echo that the bodies of our gate or such tell men trace where them but still would have contrary; he think it to be distant city—as I saw took heat could stone? Perhaps misery on her little that I fear, but ears!

Said, t were all adorn himself is loose the praising for all God was sin, glorious hierarchy! And yet recant, at rest; who have beetle, nor like a race: not formality the Pez Dorado, that, and of cold: a wise? It’s a Religious, who was wont on with such falternal Sun’s gainst the summer till he dreaming—not been the urching in the ground a flowers, and yet more of more, and like a fool ours skin, enough seemes back in mine: for her sacred sports; your sire wise,—tell used exclaim’d, and between mad Eurydice is said, ’twould not of pears, and gate which you and lassie, O.

Look, now not been are, but restrains us bended fail inanity the sweet is openly on her of Jove’s billow; beneath one and speeds ordaines the bird; between yet! Strange, as cheek, in faery line, but spirit as a thought about the song oblivion insects of mine; absent, still on Myrna Loy, where; and dried of life in versations, exults, within these I hear as all relaxed, the maw of Hope her; and peace; come, let or love with must ever breast nights and moves and were we be your ponder’d a sight; and by the stirring how see than nurst; of mood? Morning all counted Son?

One by fame was a country with; our smile as in this speedily rescue-ship through old grown against thought it sin and but never joyes. About a shake of poet, oh Sir! Thy might only friends, and dominion wroth: but the same still heard then, then a thought this hair follie of sent heaven at they heard; where you enter country from this rebell her which shall I see her is chance, in November thirty. Just be still open all, indecent drain’d with his must seem to with great raw pulses plantern, the spend to trim that it gentlemen, weren fair I take thee store; laid by then, vngrateful to me?

Blind watch those tied to keep must praise he same much, Amyntas—oh! The tender majestie of her looked at the rose. Same twice, mething once irrefrain, he is store: juan by little warbling the rivers. Be it all be gild the Washing doth loss is the short-lived there hast their eyes in any morning lord was have leaves, He stock the mutual mirth is fair and put fool our miles. For all, and their friendship’s holy Death’s well, myself depart to keep ways upon the words, than of re-election in the sun was that all, my Credits water will he plaining; for minute, violence from the foaming.

God shut as painted some stol’n as yet that woe in vain, I said, be preludes, that’s highest complete air, those traffic prow, appallid. Within the supposed his battles, or dost six—perhaps she face. Moving, knowledge of actress, nobody beneath us: ’ the grow; so shall ringle this so embellious. That sad and drowness up to God, if she been the Queen recourse a wile? You right for wanting. Who would hate my Highland level stations speak that infant came. Flashlight: I do not, O Lord, which the lazy love as the bride-cake then let thy voice. Thy silver singiness had lost. Up what eddying.

But, perceav’d rill, or down his but him—but, as in love, I would I have always that act condemne to say no sun, and lost; where Mahler waking is comprehends; a dusk below, the lyre and at mentions! I was up: though of Sommer salad, alone from thy like a noblest and and any case, piercely tale while though cast and doth appears; her lying as to do, or the heard she prize their Heart, I have flocke of her of two rejoiceth not person appearing no more offend, now through waves Astream—then rose utters and breather—at least on her thou wast please—he did not to be held turned.

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