#Like UHHHH I keep seeing it in my mind and then I forget what it is but basically..... Its like his mental power buzzes under the skin of

[kyber-crystal]

ice ice baby || jake “hangman” seresin

summary: he knows he annoys you. you know he annoys you. and he’s made it his mission to melt your cold, dead heart. 

words: ~1.4k

warnings: hangman being cocky, this is mostly v fluffy ;)

a/n: a request from anon combined w one from @li0nh34rt​ !! i hope you like it

You suppressed a groan as an all-too familiar figure slid into the seat next to you at the bar. 

“Little miss Kazansky. And I thought my day couldn’t get any better,” Hangman grinned. “What’s a pretty lady like yourself doing here? Let me buy you a drink or somethin’.”

“Drinking my sorrows away because I’d like to forget your face,” you snarked. “Buzz off.”

Hangman frowned. “You could be a little nicer, darling.”

“And you could leave me alone for once.”

You turned to take one glance at him. His face was glowing under the dim bar lights and you hated him for looking so good even after sweating all day. Heat crawled up your neck and you looked away to avoid any more unnecessary eye contact. You had enough.

All the other aviators were more than well-aware of Hangman’s little game—it was quite amusing to them. He’d flirt with you to rile you up and had asked you out twice already, only to get shot down both times. 

“You don’t mess with Y/N,” Payback warned him. “They don’t call her Glacier for no reason. She’s ice-cold and flies fast…” 

“...Like her father,” Fanboy finished. 

“But I don’t get it. What did I ever do wrong to her?”

“Uhhhh, have you ever considered it being the fact that you keep bugging her by hitting on her every day?” Payback guessed, a sarcastic edge to his tone. “It may be funny, but I’d still be careful. You don’t know what she could be capable of doing to you.”

“Well, I’d like to find out.” Hangman was a confident man, and he was going to stay that way through all means possible. 

Minutes after finishing a training routine, you heard someone jogging after you. 

“The hell do you want, Seresin?” you crossed your arms over your chest. 

“You, me, the Hard Deck. 6:00 tonight. I’ll show you a good time.” There was that little smirk again. Damn him and his overconfidence. 

“Yeah, nice try,” you scoffed. “That’s not gonna happen. Stop chasing after what you can’t have. I’m not the girl that’s gonna give you what you want.”

“Oh, come on, sweetheart—”

“See you later!” you yelled, already walking away. 

From there on out, it became his little tradition to ask you out in different ways. First, it was a series of ridiculous pickup lines. Second, it was serenading you at the bar to your favorite song. Third, it was declaring in a loud and proud voice that he wanted to be your everything…in the middle of the dining hall. Fourth, it was putting on an elaborate show in the sky (he swore he didn’t bribe Fanboy into helping him make the banner). Fifth, it was sending a giant bouquet of carnations to your door (who told him they were your favorite? That wasn’t the point, but). 

Each time he hit on you or made any attempt to ask you out, you flat-out said no. 

“I’m busy tonight.”

“I have plans with Phoenix.”

“Dad wants to see me, so I can’t.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Go jump off a cliff or something. Do something else to get your adrenaline rush in.”

Hangman didn’t seem discouraged at all when you rejected him. If anything, it only motivated him to keep trying even harder, and it annoyed you. Sure, you were being a bit harsh, but you weren’t sure what you wanted. He knew what he wanted down to the very last little detail, but you didn’t. Relationships scared you and you didn’t know where you stood yet because you still hadn’t figured it out.

“Can’t you give me a chance for once? Why are you so cold-hearted?”

“Jake.” You exhaled, feeling exasperated out of your mind. “I’ve had enough! Please stop. I can’t take this anymore.”

You ignored the regretful feeling in your chest as you noticed he looked a bit crestfallen. “Fine. As you wish.”

Something’s on your mind, your father typed out on his keyboard. What’s the matter?

“I don’t know.”

Tom’s brows furrowed, and he continued writing. Is this about Lt. Seresin?

“How did…”

Be gentle on that man. He does care about you.

“What if that’s not what I want? What if this is all a joke? That’s what I’m afraid of.”

Is it, really?

You paused for a moment to think of all the times you perceived Hangman’s actions as annoying. When he was sending you a cheesy pickup line, he was also holding the door open for you and paying for your drinks. When he was riling you up by calling you various pet names, he was also offering you his shirt because you spilled something on yours. When he was teasing you during training, he was also going in early to make sure you took the best simulations. When he was “clinging” onto you late at night, he was only trying to walk you home to make sure you were safe. And when there were tears in your eyes, he was also handing you a box of tissues. And offering a hug for comfort, though you pushed him away. 

“I don’t know what to do.”

Be more open, give him a chance. You might find that he means as much to you as you do to him.

“Okay…I guess. I hope you’re right, Dad.”

Don’t worry. I’m always right.

You exchanged a small smile with him. “Then I’ll trust your word.”

After weeks of working back-to-back, non-stop, you were all allowed to take a break for the weekend. Bob and Payback decided set up a bonfire by the beach with s’mores, and you gathered there right after dinner. 

You were struggling as you carried a large box of soda and several bags of s’more supplies down through the sand. Noticing this, Hangman dropped what he was doing and got up from his seat, coming over to help. He took half the load from your arms to lighten the weight. 

“I was doing fine, you know,” you rolled your eyes. But that doesn’t stop your heart from warming at the gesture. “Thanks, though.”

“Anything for you, darling.”

There go the pet names again. Your face felt hot. 

The two of you set everything down next to the bonfire, and Coyote started to unload everything. And the only empty seat for you…was right next to the one and only Hangman.

“What are the odds,” you sighed as you sat down next to him in the sand, dusting yourself off. 

“You look like you’ve gone through it, Glacier,” Phoenix laughed. “What happened?”

“I didn’t sleep last night.”

“Didn’t sleep, or couldn’t?” Yeah. Too busy thinking about him. But you weren’t going to admit that. 

“Couldn’t. Something like that, but it’s the same as usual. I never get to sleep,” you let out a chuckle. “What else is new?”

“It is what it is.”

You were in the middle of listening to Maverick tell a story about his younger days when you felt someone nudge you in the side. 

Hangman held out a freshly baked s’more to you. “Here. I picked out the best one.”

You smiled a bit, and took the biscuit from him. “Thanks.”

You couldn’t stop the smile that spread across your face as you looked around at your best friends—your family. Who knew that in only a few years, they’d become your home away from home, people you made lifelong memories with. You wouldn’t trade these moments for anything. 

“That look in your eyes,” Hangman noted, a soft expression in his gaze. “You should smile more, it suits you. You look pretty when you smile.”

Your cheeks warmed, despite the breezy weather. “...Oh.”

“Y’know, if you’re cold…” he began, holding his jacket out by opening his arm. “There’s always room for two.”

This time you accepted the offer and moved closer. He draped the rest of his jacket around you and you rested your head against him, closing your eyes. You didn’t say anything, wanting to savor the moment in silence. 

“That’s cute,” Payback smirked. “Kazansky melting for Seresin. Didn’t see it coming, but it makes me happy regardless.”

“Shut up and let me have my moment,” you muttered, eyes still closed. 

Hangman chuckled at this and leaned down to kiss your forehead. Maybe he wasn’t too bad, after all. 

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[ackermancurse]

Prompt List

Tell me the truth or I will walk out that door and I won’t come back.”

“Y-you love me?”

“Maybe we could go on a date or something.”

“I waited for you for hours!”

“You just took my breath away.”

“I wish I could stay here all day.”

“Keep singing please I love your voice.”

“I bought you a bottle of my cologne/perfume so whenever you miss me you can just spray it on something and it’ll be like I’m there.”

“I like your name but my last name would sound so much better with it.”

“So you’re telling me that this was all apart of your big plan?”

“How about I kiss you here and here and…”

“Lucky for you I make a mean fettuccine alfredo.”

“The plane just left… it’s too late.”

“Stop sending me mixed signals!!”

“Even when we were kids I always kicked your ass!”

“I love your smile and how I can make you smile.”

“You’re such a dork.”

“Is that my sweater?”

“Damn you look sexy.”

“If you actually cared how I felt then you would show me.”

“Do we have a deal?”

“If you can look me in the eyes and tell me that you feel nothing between us then I’ll stop and leave this alone.”

“Just leave me alone.”

“They make it look so much easier in the movies.”

“Give me a reason to not turn around and leave.”

“Are you jealous?”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

“Can’t you see that I’m in love with you?”

“Hey I need you to be my fake boyfriend/girlfriend for a family dinner tonight!”

“I can’t stop thinking about you.”

“Just wondering but uhhh what are we?”

“Don’t do that again I was worried out of my mind.”

“You can’t just scare people when they’re walking alone in an alley oh my gosh!”

“What’s the surprise?” “Well if I told you it wouldn’t be a surprise now would it?”

“Forgive me please I don’t know if I can handle you being upset with me.”

“Join me in the shower?”

“You owe me a kiss.”

“Would you just hold still please?”

“I’m not even gonna lie I love this.”

“Let’s go skydiving!”

“You’re drunk.”

“We’ll make the distance work I promise.”

“Stop being a tease!”

“I uhhhh locked the keys in my car.”

“Do you want to kiss me as much as I want to kiss you?”

“One day we’ll get married and have kids of our own.”

“We’re stuck in the middle of nowhere.”

“I’m a helpless romantic.”

“Why are we whispering?!!”

“I can’t believe I get to wake up to you every morning.”

“That’s my favorite bra.”

“You’re not alone, I will always be here for you.”

“Did we seriously just match?? Are we a couple that matches clothes now?”

“Happy Anniversary.”

“You’ll eventually fall in love with me, mark my words.”

“You gave me a hickey??!!!?”

“Stop doing that.” “Doing what?” “You know that thing where you look at me and give me butterflies.”“Did I just turn you on?”

“C’mon dance with me.”

“You know how in the movies when everything goes in slow motion before the kiss? That’s how I feel everytime I’m about to kiss you.”

“What’s wrong love?”

“Okay hear me out... What if we have sex?”

“Can you play with my hair please?”

“I need a massage and a glass of wine right about now.”

“Try me.”

“Are we back in middle school?? Just tell me already!”

“It’s simple, you help me with my homework and I’ll give you kissing lessons.”

“Is that… lingerie?”

“That was my best pickup line!”

“Hey calm down I’m here, I got you, slow your breathing.”

“Let’s just forget that never happened.”

“Nice of you to drop in.”

“I’m so unbelievably stressed and I can’t handle it anymore.”

“Don’t leave me please.”

“Do you have a daddy kink?”

“Looks like that study session went well.”

“I’ll always be your biggest fan.”

“Wow I didn’t think I could fall even more in love with you.”

“Me sarcastic?? Never.”

“Is that a cut on your forehead??”

“I can easily go without sex for a month.”

“S/He’s my best friend, nothing has changed.” “Well I can tell the feelings you have for them have.”

“C-can I hold your hand?”

“This song always reminds me of you.”

“If only I could kiss you right now.”

“I have to make this right.”

“You’re a little sunburnt.”

“What if I told you I felt the same way?”

“Just kiss me already.”

“Focus on me alright? Just keep your eyes on me.”

“The smell of coconuts and vanilla reminders me of you.”

“Let’s just say I’m the best girlfriend/boyfriend ever.”

“I cannot wait until we get on that roller coaster!” “We???! So all of a sudden you speak french now?! I am not going on that!”

“We’re meant to be together and you’re too scared to admit it.”

“Never have I ever been in love with best friend.”

“Guess I have a way with words.”

“It’ll be like we’re Bonnie and Clyde!” “You do know they die in the end right?!” “Can’t you ever just let the analogy work for once?!!”

“Are you flirting with me?”

“Just please be my best friend right now, not the guy/girl I just confessed my love to.”

“Why haven’t you kissed me yet?”

“You’re such a brat!”

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[bratzforchris]

hi!! in honor of speak now tv , could you do a plot where the reader is getting married and the reader's best friend, luke, objects to the wedding because he's in love with the reader!! love your work by the way <3

Speak Now

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Summary: Above

Pairing: Luke x feminine reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1796

A/N: I hid all of the SNTV songs (excluding vault tracks) throughout the work. See if you can find them all ;)

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Luke sighed as he sat uncomfortably in the pews in his hometown’s church. The blond awkwardly adjusted his tie, watching as the church began to fill with all the people he had tried to forget over the years. He hadn’t always been like this. He used to love living here, but things happened and the years passed and suddenly Luke Hemmings had been a very big fish in a very small pond. 

He didn’t know how it had happened, really. He thought back to December, when he had run into you in the local Starbucks. He’d been home from Christmas, visiting his mom and dad. He had tried to remain inconspicuous, but he was the Luke Hemmings. The guy who had struck it big in a pop-rock band at sixteen, leaving town to live a glamorous life. The blond was almost out the door when he heard the voice. The voice that had instantly made sparks fly when he first heard it back in ninth grade. 

You had been new to town on the first day of freshman year, sitting silently in homeroom as everyone regrouped with their friends they had missed over the summer. You bit down on your lip, twirling your hair around your finger when a boy sat next to you. He was extremely tall and looked rather unfriendly with his beanie pulled down low over his head. That hadn’t been the case when he began to speak, though. 

“I like your shirt.” he said, gesturing to your Green Day t-shirt. 

“Oh, uh, thanks,” You smiled softly. “I’m Y/N. Just moved here.” 

“Luke.” the blond said, sitting down beside you in the chair that was much too small for him. 

The day had been the beginning of a beautiful friendship between you and Luke. You were absolutely inseparable, doing any and everything together. You had even been close enough that after only three months of friendship, you two made a scrapbook titled “The Story of Us”. The blond wasn’t sure what had happened to that scrapbook after so many years, but there were days where he thought about it. He wondered if it haunted your thoughts the way it haunted his own. 

It must have, for that fateful December day in the Starbucks had told him he hadn’t completely left your mind. Luke had tried to ignore you at first, opting for grabbing his coffee and trying to dash out the door. Things like that hardly ever worked out like that, though. You had been out with one of your future bridesmaids to grab coffee and discuss wedding plans when you saw that familiar head of blond hair and those extremely broad shoulders. 

“Hey Luke!” You said cheerfully. 

You didn’t harbor any negative feelings towards the blond. He’d left town to chase his dreams; you couldn’t argue with that. And it wasn’t like he hadn’t tried to keep your relationship together. He really had. But the stress of Hollywood life and long distance proved too much for a healthy relationship. 

“...So, are you going to speak now or what?” You asked with a slight giggle, watching Luke blink at you. 

“I, uh, hi. Yeah. Hi Y/N.” he stuttered, unsure of what to say. 

Luke hadn’t seen or talked to you since that night four years ago. He had told himself that distance was better than revenge. He didn’t need closure on why you two had to break up. He needed to focus on his career and what was ahead. 

“Oh, did Liz give you the wedding invitation I sent?” You asked him to try and make conversation. “My dear John and I are getting married.” You smiled, but Luke could tell it didn’t meet your eyes. 

“Uhhhh, no. She didn’t.” Luke shook his head. 

If he were to be honest, he didn’t want to know about the wedding. He didn’t want to know that you had moved on to someone else. All he could think about was your last kiss and how long distance had torn the two of you apart. Was all of that for nothing? In the last four years, had you already moved on? Sure, that sounded like a lot of time to other people, but to Luke that night felt like yesterday.

“Oh!” You said cheerfully. “I can send a screenshot to you. Still the same number?” You asked, looking up at his muscular, 6’4” frame. 

Luke cursed as he saw your happy eyes looking up at him. He had been wondering if you missed him the way he missed you, but obviously not. He knew the way you were looking at him was innocent, but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t miss the way you looked at him like that while you two kissed. 

“Yeah…” he said, trailing off. “Just like before.”

The blond was yanked out of his thoughts when he felt his phone ping in his pocket. Luke pulled it out and almost cursed loudly in the middle of a very busy Starbucks. You were still labeled as “Y/N<33” in his phone. He had deleted the conversations between you, but he must’ve forgotten to delete the contact information. Attached was a screenshotted photo of a pink and cream

colored wedding invitation with Let’s Celebrate Y/N and John written on it in scalloppy, gold lettering. 

“Thanks?” he asked, wondering why the hell you wanted your ex at your wedding. 

‘You’re welcome, Luke! I hope to see you there!” You said with a smile, skipping over his awkwardness. 

In your mind, it had to have been hard coming back to your hometown after being an LA superstar for so long. Something deep down inside of you knew he was the same Luke he had always been, though. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t miss him a lot, but you pushed the thought out of your mind and continued to chat to your friend as you watched Luke smile and leave the coffee shop. 

That had been six months ago, and now it was June and Luke was sitting in a pew, waiting for your wedding to start. He had met your fiancé a few days before, and safe to say, Luke did not like him. Maybe you couldn’t, but Luke could see right through the asshole. He was taking advantage of your kindness and the love you had to give. He was simply just mean to you. 

“Hey Luke!” Your mom said, sitting down beside him. “Thank you for coming, I know Y/N is happy to have your support.” she smiled. 

“Of course, Mrs. Y/L/N.” Luke smiled politely, all the while cursing inside his head. 

He watched as your mom rummaged around in her purse, quickly looking for her tissues and phone so she could film you walking down the aisle. 

“Say, Mrs. Y/L/N, what do you think of John?” the blond asked nonchalantly, picking at a pull on his suit pants so as to appear uninterested. 

“Oh…” Your mom looked up from her purse and paused, leaning over to whisper in Luke’s ear. “Well, I don’t think he’s the greatest, but he seems to make Y/N happy…”

“Hmmmm.” Luke nodded along, milling over the thoughts bouncing around inside his brain. 

Before long, the piano player had changed the tune of the songs. That could only mean one thing. You were about to walk down the aisle. Luke had no more time to think before the priest said “Please rise.”

The doors to the church flung open and there you were in all your bride glory. You looked absolutely beautiful as you floated down the aisle, but Luke’s eyes weren’t on you. They were on your soon-to-be husband who was scoffing and rolling his eyes at the way you looked. The blond bit his lip to keep his anger in check, watching as your dad deposited you at the bottom of the stairs. 

The priest began to read off the usual, run of the mill wedding things until he finally asked if there were any objections. Most, if not all, of the church was silent as they waited for the priest to continue. Luke couldn’t hold back though. Even though you two had ended things, he still cared about you as a person (maybe a little more than that if he were to be honest), so he wasn't going to sit around and let you marry a man who was beyond awful. 

“Mine,” Luke said, standing up. “I have one.” 

Standing at the altar, you bit your lip. You still cared about Luke and you knew he cared about you, but why was he doing this? “Luke?”

“I have an objection, Y/N. We promised each other that we’d never grow up and watch the other get hurt. That promise was ours, and I still fully believe in it, so I’m not going to stand around and watch you marry this asshole who doesn’t value you.” Luke had gone red in the face by now, eyeing your finacé angrily. 

You looked from Luke to your fiancé and back again. Deep down, you knew that Johnwasn’t the one for you. You had been trying to get over losing Luke and he had simply presented himself at the right place and right time. You had figured that after being married, you would feel differently when he was known as your husband. Now though, you were unsure. He still didn’t feel right, especially when Luke was standing here, objecting to a wedding, in your honor. 

Slowly, you dropped John’s hand and walked over to the edge of the altar. “Are you serious right now, Luke?” You asked, though your tone wasn’t imposing. 

“Dead serious, Y/N. I don’t care if you see me as trying to be Superman or something. I care

about you, and the fact that your soon-to-be husband is rolling his eyes at you is unacceptable,” the blond had clenched his hands into fists, eyeing you head on. “I was enchanted when I met you, Y/N, and I think you know that.”

Tears welled in your eyes as you hurried down the steps, bunching your dress in your hands so you wouldn’t trip. “Luke, I love you,” You said, pulling him into a kiss. “And for everyone else…” You turned to look at the crowd. “I’m calling off the wedding.”

You could hear John sigh and yell angrily as he stormed out of the church, but you didn’t care. You knew this was the right decision for you, and you’d be damned if you didn’t get it. The last thing you heard as Luke carried out to his car through the back of the church was long live Luke and Y/N. 

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[astolfofo]

i. Prologue - capture and seperate

A/N: this is gonna flop i just know it lmao.  Okay so i saw the harbringer trailer, and uhhh this idea came to my mind. 

Basically if you have no idea (i don’t blame ya) what’s happening in what I wrote, Reader is important to Scaramouche, and the harbringers are gonna use them to get back Scara back. 

UHHHH IM SORRY BUT I WROTE THIS IN SHE/HER PRONOUNS SO THE READER IS N O T GENDER NEUTRAL YOU’VE BEEN WARNED ON THAT IM SORRY

warnings: not really any, we know the harbingers are messed up in the head, she/her pronouns are used (as stated earlier you’ve been warned)

oh um i forgot if i put the editied version in here or not and i cannot spell the names of harbingers, so if i have spelling mistakes yell at me in the comments lmao

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Every cell in your body was burning in irritation. The uncountable days you had been here. The lack of autonomy you had. The unbearable slience and loneliness you suffered through every day as well as the people you had to see: it was starting to drive every negative emotion you had over the edge.

Extreme boredom was getting to you. It made your anger level skyrocket. What would have slightly irritated you normally, sent your anger to the fucking limit you could handle.

And... it was going to take everything you had to listen Arlecchino and Dottore argue right now.

"She has something to do with him. I'm sure of it. Keep questioning her."

"What would such lowly commoner have to do with him? Are you out of your mind?"

"You seemed to forget... she’s is one of the closest to the Hydro Archon herself. She's no commoner."

Your hands tightened into fists once again. In fear, or annoyance you weren't sure, but it stood clear they would find out about your secret soon. Or who you really were.

"We risked much to get her here. In the process, none of you found the gnosis. Additionally, your best plan was to kidnap this kid, and... use her as a hostage for Scaramouche to come back?" 

Hostage? The fear spiked in your chest. 

"I'm just following Pierro's instructions. If you are… disagreeing with him right now, voice your complaints to him instead."

There were three restraints on each of your arms. They bounded you to the chair, and were tightened when deemed necessary. Right now, they were tighter than usual. 

"This was a joint idea and effort of you, Pierro, and Childe," Arlecchino snapped. "Childe came up with the idea of using her as a hostage, and Pierro decided to tourtoure information out of her. You’re just going to use her to your interests?" Arlecchino's patience seemed to be reaching its breaking point. "You could have just searched harder for the Balladeer. Instead of using this plan that won't likely work."

Dottore sighed, "I'm certain it will work in the end."

 Neither Arlecchino or Dottore spoke. It was silent for a few moments

"... Why?" Arlecchino asked.

"Because, ultimately, (Y/N) is Scaramouche's absolute weakness."

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[ngmn2002]

... hmm...

...

Since as usual, ***ch xxx*** is where I put my messy ideas, while the Random Thoughts one is the more collected one. There are a few reasons to...

Why won't I be making Ch 111: Random Thoughts until a few more days later:

1- Life.

2- A boy called Tsukasa.

I will confess this arc itself was full of Tsukasa. And, his other versions too, at least to me. Come on... how can I handle...

Ch 101-102: 12 y.o Tsukasa. can't wait to see him back, to blow my mind even more.

And,

Wizard Tsukasa 🎶 mood... HI THERE!

Phantom Tsukasa? I will sing for you all you want!!!!!!

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Ch 104- Relaxed Tsukasa, the calm before the storm. - Ch 105 Tsukasa? The storm itself. Same goes for the following chapters.

Take this for an advice, the more relaxed he is, the stronger the storm.

So yeah, 12 y.o Tsukasa is all chill singing around that clock = ????

THE END OF THE WORLD.

And I've always was like... look at him, so chill while Amane is messing with time, going to see Nene as if it all was a normal, usual day. Typical relaxed Tsukasa.

THERE IS MORE TO IT NOW!!!!

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Moving on...

Ch 105... OH.

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Ch 106- 107. Tsukasa everywhere... uhhhh....... what a beautiful dream......

Having fun with Nene, too.......

And, we can't forget...

Researcher T!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Ch 108. My dear sweet boy... I want to hug you so baaaad!! Good I have you in my arms in some place. I can look at it whenever I feel that way. ~

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Ch 109. Boy... the pattern! Relaxed? Hmm. Breathtaking.

Hi there... curious, fun-loving wizard, again.

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Ch 110. Oh, boy! He is SO!!!!!!! UH!!! Mr. COOL!!! FULL OF HISMELF!! SMUG LIL TSUUUUUU!!!!

And,

Wizard Tsukasa!!! AT HIS FULL GLORY!!!! Long time no see!!! Oh, I missed you soooooooooooo muuuuuuuuuuuch!!!

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Ch 111. Uh.......... yeah..... Sir Tsukasa successfully made my head go "poof".

And... wizard Tsukasa mastermind little thingy is back to me, stronger than in ch 109.

And, so is this little Tsukasa!!!

Mr. Joker, huh?

Mr. in the shadows, huh?

Mr. disappeared, huh?

Mr. you need to be eliminated, huh?

For a crime?

Uhhh, this boy...

The boy who defies the world's design... simply because he sees it's unneeded... the boy chosen to hold the power to change everything... the boy to rule...

I remember a thing a person said back when ch 91 was out, it stuck in my mind because of how accurate it sounded to me.

"Tsukasa won't be satisfied until he has us on our knees before him and begging for his mercy."

Look at him...

What a Tsukasa. Again, I'm fascinated by his name. The boy to challenge and change the world itself as he wants. If it doesn't go his way, it's better off broken. What a FORCE. Mercy, Tsukasa??? Mercy???

Hanako, go with it. Join the party. Get to your Moon that's above all else.

Do it.

He is Your yorishiro at the end of the day. If anyone can 'rule' over him, it has to be you.

wizard Tsukasa vibes, please aren't we done with that already?

Nene and Tsukasa are there to be your kannagi and yorishrio, right? Impress me.

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Uh, Tsukasa.... he keeps on finding ways and ways to make me fall madly in love with him. He is so much unfairly, gorgeously fascinating in every regard.

He is Tsukasa.

Feel all the glory within that.

So yeah, how am I supposed to really focus on writing more rationally about the chapter events, with my head full of him and his versions?

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#TSUKASA 'S' #boys... boys... #WAIT A SECOND LET ME CATCH MY BREATH #it's not one Tsukasa in my head. XD #do you think this post will be the end to my Tsukasa is perfectly fantastic rant? #think twice #yeah.I'm just thinking positively. not caring for what it might mean for some seal to be gone. not to say. by then he reaches his goal.huh? #so.. anyway.. he is awesome

[boyishbloo]

tw: light cnc, light overstim, degradation, dumbification

id love for a switchy powerbottom trans girl to teach me how to dom.

i walk into her in draped across the bed in lingerie. she smiles while instructing me to strip down. slightly confused, i do what she asks. with one leg out of my pants, i see her tap her hip twice.

“straddle you? oh! uhhh… ok!”

i’m all too happy to do exactly what she wants; beaming like an idiot settling down onto her. she’s so pretty, and she’s wearing my favorite blue underwear that she usually sticks in my mouth during playtime. she’s looking me up and down. it feels like she’s sizing me up, and i slowly realize that’s exactly what she’s doing when she asks me to pull down her panties for her. i nod eagerly and hook the hem of the lace with my finger. my hands take either sides of the thin material and pull it to her thighs and off her legs. her girlcock springs up and i look at her expectantly, waiting for orders. her hands ghost my hips,

“don’t give me that pathetic look. you always bottom; it’s my turn. sit.”

i freeze up. i’ve never topped anyone before and have no idea how to make her feel good. she lets a few seconds pass before intensifying her gaze. i swallow hard and lift myself from her thighs and try so settle onto her, but i’m almost convinced that i’ve never bottomed out with her before as i can’t seem to get my hips flush with hers.

she pulls me down sharply and i let out a whimper. i instinctively grip down on her soft stomach, leaving a trail of darkened scratch marks. she feels so, so big. when i finally meet her eye, she’s glaring at me expectantly. again, i swallow hard and try to begin.

i start bobbing up and down and try to focus on keeping my noises to myself as she begins to grind upwards. again, i find myself gripping her to tight. she instantly sees the look on my face.

“don’t you dare apologize for that. i can take you’re weak little clawing. you’re a dom now puppy, so where’s you’re pillow talk?”

oh god pillow talk.

“uhhhh-ah- you look so-mmm- good under me- hah!”

it’s humiliating seeing how i can barely utter out anything, and i can tell now that i’m reaching my peak way before she is. i try again, tripping over my words as her cock twitched deep in me.

“god, you’re such a stupid mutt. you can’t top me just once, puppy? i’m too much for you to take? you’re so pathetic when you get like this”

now i’m hardly listening as i begin chasing my own high on her dick. my back arches as i pick up my pace. i forget to hold back my own sounds as i’m only clouded with the thought of how deep she is in me and how her hips feel so, so good on mine.

eventually her teasing gives way to moans, then whines, then begs. she sounds so pretty when she tells me i’m doing a good job, to not stop, that she’s almost there. I don’t notice, though. I can feel her twitching in me and suddenly her warmth spreads from my stomach to my boycunt. i clench down hard and ride out my orgasm well after she’s done with hers; she claws down my thighs as i continue to grind on her until i’m done.

i crumple down, eyes glazed over, panting. i have to place my hand on her torso to keep myself upright. she tells me between pants,

“oh angel you did it! that was wonderful. you did so so good baby”

again, i don’t hear her as a feel a familiar want in my cunt. i’m really trying to listen, but my mind feels fuzzy and her girlcock nestled in me is really hard to ignore. i begin to bounce again. now i hear my girl telling me to wait, i feel her weakly pushing me off, but i’m able to muster just enough strength to push her hands down. she’s bartering and pleading with me, offering to take me in her mouth or try a new toy she’s been keeping for me, but i’m only listening for her moans in between words. at this point i’m a needy mess, drooling on her stomach and shaking from the exertion, but i’m also the dom. doms break pretty things; she told me that, and i have a very very pretty thing underneath me to break. i’m on top, and i get to use her dick to make myself as dumb and fucked out as i want! yay domming!!

#t4t nsft #t4t ns/fw #t4t sub #tw degredation #tw dumbification #tw cnc mention #tw overstim

[slashingdisneypasta]

Alrighty, here's the Ursula and octopus facts ask I promised. I hope you get a kick out of these facts!

(I know you said that you'd be focusing on your school and original writing for a few weeks. I promise I'm not trying to get you to respond or anything, these asks are meant to be for later before I forget to send them. Though if you'd rather I stop, I completely understand and I apologize)

- around two-thirds of an octopus' neurons are in their tentacles, meaning they actually have a mind of their own in more ways than one. Imagine you're hanging out with Ursula, but she's too focused on her potion-making or something to notice you or pay attention to you, but her tentacles are just immediately drawn to you (this can be as sweet or spicy as you want it to be)

- The blood of an octopus is blue. Considering the popular saying that royalty have blue blood and the fact that Ursula said she was a part of the royal court, I like to think that was a silent nod to this fact.

- As the image shows, what you might expect to be where an octopus' hoohah is, is actually where its mouth, or beak, is. Can you imagine your trying to get intimate with Ursula and you're trying to find her area, only to encounter this? (Obviously, since she's neither human nor octopus, her anatomy most likely won't be exactly like one or the other. But I find the idea of nearly getting my fingers bit off while trying to find the octo-V hilarious so I'm going with this)

- Speaking of the beak, since octopuses have no skeleton aside from the beak, they can fit through... Pretty much anything that their beak can fit through. There are plenty of videos on YouTube of octopuses squeezing through things they shouldn't. I know we saw Ursula's skeleton when Eric stabbed her, but can you imagine if your octo-wife just squeezed her entire body through one of the smallest openings in your home to come inside?

- Octopuses have been known to form a kind of symbiotic relationship with other fish; the fish helps them hunt, and in turn, they split the kill. However, some octopuses have been seen punching (Yes, punching) the fish they are supposed to be working with. Some researchers believe it might be because the fish crossed them before, it's to keep the fish in line, or simply because the octopus felt spiteful (they do have the brain capacity of a two-year-old, so they should theoretically be able to be spiteful like a child). Considering what kind if buisness Ursula runs, this checks out.

- Octopus can change not only their colors, but the texture of their skin to match their environment and blend in. Can you imagine visiting Ursula and at first you don't see her, and then it turns out she was camouflaged against the wall? (Could also be taken as funny, sweet, or spicy you want)

- And finally, octopuses have been seen changing their colors and textures while sleeping, implying that they dream (not confirmed, but still an implication). Imagine you're sleeping with Ursula, and you see her whole body shifting while she's snoozing. I wonder what she'd dream about?

And that's it for today. I hope you like these! ^^

Some of these are actually really really cute!! I see what you mean, that some of these can be cute or spicy XD Definitely XD I'm going with cute for now, because like--

Now I cant stop imagining the one where Ursula's busy but her tentacles at least 'still love you' (Not that Ursula doesn't, she's just preoccupied XD More like 'they have attention for you'. They're more then happy to take you for a while), wrapping around you and touching your face and making you giggle. They're allll affection. Rubbing your sides, swiping under your eyes, softly poking your cheeks, nudging your chin upwards, slithering up and down your fingers and around and around your arms, etc. They just cannot get enough of you!!

Uhhhh and I know I said we were gonna look at the cute stuff buttttt... Imagine Ursula waiting, camouflaged against a wall, for you to come in so she can ambush you. Her minds a wreck, she's so gone. Her tentacles going haywire, her movements quick and frenzied. She's been thinkin about you all day, sweetheart!! All she can think about is your sweet lips, your lovely fingers, your beautiful skin... picture her cornering you against a dark wall, her hair wafting in her face, a sharp smirk on her mouth!! She's begging you but she is in the position of power, she cant help it. Its in her dna!

Also I love the punching thing XDD I loved all these actually, thank you for sending them!! ^^

[giantchasm]

For ask game, Susie Haltmann!!

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

17. What's a ship for this character you don't hate but it's not your favorite that you're fine with?

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

I actually have a whole Susie playlist (Well... it's a playlist for the whole family, but it's MOSTLY about her) teehee, but if I had to pick one song... hmmmm...

I'm going to be pretty basic here and say rät. Because I mean... like... COME ON.

I come from scientists and atheists and White men who kill God They make technology, high quality, complex physiological Experiments and sacrilege in the name of public good They taught me everything Just like a daddy should

Honorable mention to Hullabaloo, The Guide to Success, and Don't Hold It Against Us which I associate with the HWC as a whole, Star Dream & Susie, and the Haltmann family tragedy/general plot of the game respectively. All of them make me Feel Things and I would highly recommend listening to all of them and Feeling Things with me.

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

I enjoy how relatively universal the Wave 3 friendship is as a concept. I really do think that group would get along like a house on fire. I also love how many gijinka designs and stuff for her give her super cool cybernetics. Those are always so neat.

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

Oh gosh, this is tough. Not only am I not very fashionable, but I also think Susie... has two different ways she presents herself depending on the situation (cutesy vs professional), so that plays into it too. Her style ranges pretty broadly between like... comfortable, cute, pink clothing with lots of glitter or whatever and extremely boring suits. Although the extremely boring suits are still probably magenta because you can't ENTIRELY take her girlish whimsy out of her, even when she's at board meetings.

17. What's a ship for this character you don't hate but it's not your favorite that you're fine with?

I have a few of those. Uhhhh her and Magolor immediately comes to mind. Literally nothing wrong with it, I just personally prefer them as WLW and MLM besties.

Her and Francisca, too. Which is funny, because that's like... one of the most popular ships involving her, but I just think if you're going to ship her with a Mage Sister she'd interact with the other two in ways I find more personally engaging. I don't dislike it though. My reaction is just kind of a "Sure! Why not?"

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

Oh god. Susie is a... fascinating ass character to write. She has a lot of weird psychological problems. I enjoy getting to lean into the disconnect between herself and her trauma and how she sees herself as this above-it-all figure who's always Getting By, unlike the scared, weak little girl she used to be. I also think it's consistently so fun to explore the complicated feelings she has about her dad and whatever weird cyborg shit she has going on.

What don't I like? That's tough. I guess one thing is that Susie's a lot smarter than me so it can be hard to encapsulate some of the things she understands without having to go out of my way to do research. I also have trouble remembering to keep her like... silly and cute sometimes. I lean so much into all of the things that are Wrong With Her and her thinly veiled professionalism that I forget, above all else, she's a silly pink girl who says "Yippee!"

[peachycolaa]

welcome to hell.

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hello fellow weirdos

if you know me from my ososan acc, @cyb3rj4rv1s , yes yes i’m very very into eddsworld (thanks to a friend who grabbed me by my fucking legs-)

(also my main acc is @lonelykingjarvis , i don’t really post there, its just garbage reblogs of things i like)

i recently just started liking it again and this is just a lil experiment to see if i can…keep up….with fandoms i like

ahahahahha

anyway if you DO NOT know me,

i go by jarvis online buuutttt my actual name (chosen name, actually, i’m tryna get used to it) is maxx!

i’m 21 years old as of writing this and i guess this is iiiitttt

i go by any pronouns really. call me whatever you want baby, my gender is fluid so, whatevers is fine.

i mainly do self insert stuff because i’m trash. so if you don’t like it, then you can go on about your day, have an ice cream, drink water, just DON’T BE AN ASSHOLE.

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likes:

• eating

• sleeping

• reading mangaaaa

• ghosts, conspiracies, aliens, cryptids, horror, etc.

• musiiiccc

• YT

• verrryyyy big sweaters and hoodies

• pasta

• dungeons and dragons

• marvel movies (my favorites are spiderman and doctor strange)

• animalsssss (my favorites are rats, raccoons, and frogs)

• corny jokes, memes, whatever makes me laugh lol

dislikes:

• tomatoes

• olives

• people who try to talk to me when i have earphones in

• …..maybe just irl interaction in general.

• being tired

• the dark

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uhhhh i guess a couple of words to describe me (courtesy of my bestie @squidzza , thanks cunt <3) isssss

- “super duper nice”

- “dork”

- “patient”

- “realistic”

- “a little bit unhinged”

“and really really sexy and always right and never wrong! omg i love you sooooo much maxx-“ (kidding that’s not what they said)

but i guess that’s how you would describe me? i think that’s true. idk.

as for if i were to describe myself:

- nice, i think. i like to think so.

- open minded

- chill (unless i’m talkin’ ‘bout my faves then i ammmmm gONE)

- very gay (idk why i feel the need to put this but-)

uhhhhhh. i think thats it.

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i have commissions open on my ososan account and i will be making one for here (ya dude lives in hawaii and it sucks here lol) so don’t hesitate to dm me for more info!

speaking of commissions and stuff,

i DRAW more than i WRITE so writing requests will stay CLOSED for now

now, thats not to say i won’t like…turn down anyone if they forget that they are closed (i will probably fulfill your request and remind everyone that i have them closed)

as for any art requests n shit, OPEN, very very much open

annnddd to those who request anything whether open or closed, I AM VERY SLOW AT FULFILLING RQS PLLEAASSEE BE PATIENT WITH ME i am one person and i have a habit of procrastinating, that and i have a job which means adulting and shit. AIGHT? k. cool.

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alright people, i may be like…open minded about things BUT i have rules and boundaries:

WILL DRAW/WRITE

• suggestive/somewhat nsfw (i’m not very good at anatomy yet nor am i good at describing it so)

• fanart

• ocxcanon, self insert ships, ship art

• fluff

WILL NOT DRAW/WRITE (under any circumstances)

• anything hateful

• proship

• anything having to do with the irl people of the EW team (fanart is fine but i mean like…THAT kind of stuff, people seem to forget to separate the characters from the irl!)

• anything with minors (is that the same as proship..? idk)

• fetish art

• gore (blood is okay to an extent)

• hardcore nsfw

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thaaattsss pretty much it!

welcome to my blog <3

- jarvis/maxx

#jarvis’ introduction #eddsworld #eddsworld self insert

[davishater]

Head canons of Hutter and Chelsea dating that I came up with while working, cause the new chapter released right before work and it was such juicy information that I could not stop thinking about it for a second:

Hutter made the first move, because Chelsea is so enthralled with Ron that she doesn't see anyone else.

At first, she said yes for funsies, but after getting to know Hutter more, she really started to fall for him for real.

Ok, but a separate head canon where Ron's just an idol to Chelsea, but Hutter was the one she really liked.

Wait, but then Chelsea being the one to ask Hutter out first actually sounds so good, too!!!

She just keeps stealing glances at Hutter in the middle of class and he couldn't even care less about her.

When she confesses, he says yes for the entertainment (but then again, he doesn't seem like the type to just date someone for the entertainment could be dating to gain experience, cause he seems like the kind of guy who would want a perfect relationship [or is that just me putting false assumptions on him???])

Later that day, when they go out on a date, Hutter finds out she's really into Ron and he's like, "I don't need the experience that bad, bye Felicia!" 🏃🏿‍♂️💨

Go back to where Hutter is the one asking Chelsea out, yo I just imagine him being a blushing mess!!!

Oh crap, but Hutter just playing it cool is a good one, too!

NO GUYS BOTH, BOTH!!!!!

Bro literally be working over time on those weights to prepare his mind, body and heart for whatever might happen after the confession.

"Wow Hutter, look at you go! You must have a new training regiment for your closed circle class."

"...... 0_0"

"Hutter?"

"YEAH TOTALLY!"

After weeks of intense training, my guy is so ready to ask Chelsea out on that date! He's been watching videos, talking to himself in the mirror, quadrupled his sets at the gym! Yo, he got dis.

Aight, so uhhhh, bro THOUGHT he was ready. Man can't even SPEAK, CAN'T EVEN LOOK AT HIS BELOVED CHELSEA.

His face is hot, he's sweating BUCKETS, he's stuttering a bit! Man is dying. Doesn't help that she's NEVER FREE!

Hutter decided to take a stroll around the school to try and calm his nerves and think of a game plan. He turns a corner and CHELSEA AND ANOTHER MALE STUDENT TALKING IN A SUSPICIOUSLY EMPTY HALLWAY??? OH NUH UH! NOT ON HIS WATCH!!!

Hutter has never walked up to someone SO FAST! He leans into Chelsea a bit and has his forearm on the wall right above her.

"So this is where you've been."

Boi be so smooth just give him a gold medal!!! Don't forget that side glare he gives the other student!

"Uh, sorry! I had no idea you had a boyfriend already!" Boy be bookin' it outta there!

Hutter and Chelsea just be quiet for a bit cause like, what the heck are you supposed to say in this position??? Hutter's arm is still on the wall above her, like no way she's gonna want him to move that arm!!!!

Hutter looks down into her eyes and the butterfly's are so strong they be flying all around the room!!! The sun is shining, the rainbows are rainbowing, glitter is glittering, stars are aligning, if this ain't a better time to ask Chelsea out, then there ain't never gonna be a time!

"Hutter, what are you doing here?"

Crap! She finally speaks! Boi gotta hurry before the moment is ruined!!!!

Hutter releases his arm off the wall and casually sticks his hands in his pockets.

"Chelsea, why don't you go out with me instead?"

Boi so cool, so smooth, even the butter is melting from jealousy!

Chelsea just stares for a bit, while Hutter cries in his head. She then takes his hand out of his pocket and grasps it firmly.

"Sure."

No words.

My boi Hutter got no words.

"There's a new cafe that opened up in town. Why don't we go there after school today?"

NO WORDS I TELL YA! CHELSEA'S ALREADY WANTING TO GO ON A DATE WITH HIM???? WAIT, SHE ACTUALLY WANTS TO DATE HIM????? YO HE BE SCREAMIN' INTO THE VOID IN HIS BRAIN!!!!

But my guy, you can't just scream! Not right here and now! You gotta keep acting cool! Keep making her think you're the coolest guy to have ever walked on this earth!

"Sounds like fun."

Chelsea smiled.

Nailed it.

Later after class, Hutter and Chelsea head on over to that Cafe, holding hands. She doesn't stop talking about Ron, or the Moriarty family through the whole date and Hutter realizes that asking Chelsea out was a big mistake.....

By the end of the date, Hutter had broken it off with Chelsea.

Masterlist

#ron kamonohashi deranged detective #deranged detective spoilers #deranged detective #ron kamonohashi deranged detective spoilers #Hutter Horn #Hutter Horn head canons #Chelsea Gadd #Chelsea Gadd head canons #ron Kamonohashi Deranged Detective head canons #Deranged Detective head canons #ron kamonohashi deranged detective head canons #ron kamonohashi forbidden reasoning #ron kamonohashi forbidden deductions spoilers

[freckleslikestars]

For the asks: 9, 12, and 16! :DDDD

9. Do you believe in ghosts? This isn’t about writing I just wanna know

Okay this is a really loaded question because I was raised by two people who both believed in ghosts but in very different ways, which I don't really wanna go into for reasons^tm and so I grew up being like 'uh ghosts don't exist that's so fucking stupid hashtag science.' but the house I grew up in was haunted - like footsteps across the landing, things going missing and then being returned, shadows moving and stuff. And, sure, fine, as an adult I kinda just brushed that off as my young mind dealing with a not-great household and living situation. And then I started working in my current workplace.

hoo boy.

So, I work in a basement of a building that was built in 1865 and is definitely haunted. Like, we all see the people wandering about down there when there are no customers in. There's a little white terrier that runs in front of the bar. There's a young lady who likes to say our names. And like...most of the ghosts are friendly - they turn lights off for us when we forget, they keep us company, they're all right. But there are three times when things haven't felt right, and I'll list them chronologically.

the first time was when my manager was working in the office cashing up on his own. He'd locked the doors and windows, there was definitely nobody in there, and when he was just about done, the lights all flicked off and a young girls voice screamed 'help me, please, stop them.' I've seen the CCTV footage of him sitting calmly, then all of a sudden the lights going out and him bolting out of there.

The second time was over the first lockdown. Nobody had been in in a week, and my manager gets a call from the security company saying all the motion alarms had been triggered, and someone needed to go check. So he goes in and nothings been touched. The doors are all locked, the lights are all off. So he goes into the office and rewinds the CCTV and in the bottom corner of each camera screen a green dot appears when there's motion in frame, and you can track, from the front door, all the way to the office, the motion alarms triggering, one by one, at the speed of someone casually walking through, but nothing moves on the screen. It's fucking spooky.

the third time was about a month or so ago. We're closing down, and it's just my manager, myself and the other bartender, and we're on the second to last batch of glasses in the washer when my manager and I both see something move down the back corridor. Now, I made sure the door was locked when I let the last customer out, but we have to check because we can hardly have people wandering around. So my manager goes out to check. And we're being jovial and joking until he comes sprinting back and with the most nonchalant expression is just like 'uhhhh so I'm not going back in there, but there's a guy sat in the armchair in the far corner of the dance room' and like he looks pale and spooked and we kinda laugh it off, but also if there really is a guy we have to get him out for obvious reasons. So we decide to go through, all of us together. And yeah, he's right, over in the far corner, in the shadow, is a guy sat in the armchair. And the room feels oppressive and heavy but I'm like...no it's just a trick of the light. I made it half way across the room before the temperature dropped so much that I could see my breath, and I had sudden, shooting chestpains. At which point I turned on my heels and dragged the other two out. That was when we called my dad and stood outside waiting for him to pick us up rather than waiting inside in the warm.

So, long story short...yeah i believe in ghosts.

12. If a genie offered you three writing wishes, what would they be? Btw if you wish for more wishes the genie turns all your current WIPs into Lorem Ipsum, I don’t make the rules.

Never having writer's block

always being able to think of and spell the word that's just on the tip of my tongue

always being able to come up with a good title and a quick, pithy summary.

16. What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever used as a bookmark?

I don't use actual bookmarks, so I guess everything I use is a little weird. Also, in unimportant books (read: books that haven't cost me a fortune and aren't special editions) and books that are mine and not borrowed, I tend to dogear because I lose bookmarks constantly (hello adhd) like...I'll put a bookmark down whilst I'm reading and then forget where I put it and have to find something else to use. It's really bad. ummm...I use playing cards a lot. old photos. receipts. bus tickets used to be a common one. scraps of fabric. I once used the flattened box of a toothpaste tube. teabag wrapper. I used a condom as a bookmark once (still in it's foil). pocketbook of matches. Okay actually some of those are quite weird, yeah.

#sorry this is so long #getting to know all about me #randomfoggytiger #ask games #weird writer asks

[omniversequirk]

do it. give us the headcanons

ALRIGJT UHHHH here’s this hell piece

So in short, I have two names from him: Aaron, or Gavin. We’ll call him Aaron for now.

Gavin is the one that stuck the longest with me when I first created my OC version of him, but gradually switched to Aaron over time.

So with that out of the way, let’s begin the headcanon list.

Aaron’s natural eye color is a very dark gray to me. It makes him look like one of those “emotionless” Gacha mini movie characters.

Of course we can’t forget the autism headcanon right off the bat! I didn’t know whether to do it at first because I have a LOT of autism headcanons for a LOT of characters, but then my brain said “SCREW IT!! EMBRACE THE NEURODIVERGENCE!!”

He’s also transmasc and bisexual, because why not? /pos

Aaron actually used to be really extroverted, but due to some traumatizing events that went down in IRIS, he completely shut down. Think of it as…a terrible occurrence :)

Ok now for the reason his eyes are dark gray. See, Aaron has this anomaly that manifests itself as a blue Chinese traditional dragon, but without the whiskers and back legs. Aaron decided to name this dragon Glitter. (See JCU OC post for more details.)

Whenever Aaron uses a power that’s given to him by Glitter, his eyes go from gray to a sharp neon/sky blue. Along with this, Glitter has also given him an ability called a “Blueshock.” This power allows him to basically probe people’s minds for info, while also giving them excruciating hallucinations and flashbacks. (Get it? This is the power he used on Chase in AF:CB)

Seeing that Aaron was absolutely miserable because of what happened to him, Glitter was like “ok, that prisoner can’t see you in this pathetic state, I’m gonna take over your body so we can make progress with him, ok?”

That’s why I headcanon that Glitter was actually the one talking to Chase in AF:CB instead of the actual Professor.

Anyways back to other stuff!

Aaron is best friends with two scientists named Eli (one with glasses) and Jasper (black hair girl)

Ever since he got saved by Stronghold Z (another JCU OC thing), he’s been trying to heal from what happened, and also try to make amends with…someone. It’s a long and difficult road, however. But somewhere inside of him, Aaron knows he’ll pull through.

Aaron got his left eye ripped out in the incident, so now he wears an eyepatch there. He also has a lot of cut scars from it as well

He was INCREDIBLY sleep deprived and overworked, to the point where people in IRIS would question how he was even able to keep his sanity. (Here’s the short answer: he didn’t)

I’m pretty sure that’s it. If I think of more for him I’ll place it here, but yeah, those are my crappy headcanons for the professor/dr. Hanson

#this feels cringy lmfao #jacksepticeye #jacksepticeye egos #jacksepticeye fandom #iris project #iris #arin hanson #iris the professor

[darlingpwease]

It can still be easy to forget names, I read loads of books and sometimes I still struggle to remember names of some characters (a brag? Not really, it may be a sign to take a break but oh well, who can stop me lol <33) so it's not ur fault Dove, it's all good!!

this is in a good way

Oh, that's good that's good, very good :DDD

Don't be, this happens a stupid amount of times so it may happen again <//333

why a hole if there is the cute soft warm fluffy nest??? ?????? ?????????

Hmmmm............. a hole, or a nest,,,, what to choose, what to choose.......

ME TOO!! The amount of time I've gotten /s and /srs mixed up has been embarrassing, especially when it completely fucks the tone I try to express to people at times, it gets very awkward. Not only that, but sometimes when idk what to use or if I even should use it, I try to reread what I've written to make sure if I need to use them or not. Even then, jm still not sure–

No words can describe how much I hated middle school. Hs is pretty good tho, very chill, very calm..... besides testing.

AAAA YOU GET IT!!!! EXACTLY!!!!!

I never have been a huge omegaverse person, but I stumbled upon a work of top!omega×bottom!alpha and alpha×alpha, and it's like a whole new world was opened to me. I'm hooked. It's so fucking good and for what reason??

No reason needed. It's amazing. So good.

HELL YEAAHHHHHHH!!!

Yes yes, as Yuuta nervously fiddles with the hem of his skirt, he hasn't even shown you yet but he can already feel how hot his face is.. and when you end up pressing up against him, practically breeding him in the dressing stall, desperately trying to stay quite as he hears people walk by and getting into nearby stalls– he cums at the thought of being caught. And especially when you keep muttering into his ear how pretty he is, how adorable he is trying to keep in his moans.. He can't help but tighten up when you suggest that others may have already heard him,, Yuuta mewling at those words. It's not his fault your making him feel so good.

Or where Toge uses the photos and videos you send of you and Yuuta fucking as jackoff material. He is so incredibly thankful how generous you are,, <333 and even when he's used them to the point where he's memorized even the smallest details, he can't stop himself from cummin so much til he's empty. Babbling to himself, maybe thinking of himself in those situations too, becoming a deliciously made blubbering mess,,

Ur mind, Dove,,, I swear 🛐🛐🛐🛐

I don't care if it's unhealthy, it's fucking amazing!!! Intoxicating!!! Addictive!!!!! It's so good!!!!!!! <3333

Uhhhh we'll see lol, I hope it looks at least somewhat decent haha

SAVING!! I'm saving this. Gonna stash this away and use it as reference. Thank you so so soooo incredibly much for taking some time to write this out <333 ur so sweet /gen

My audience will mainly be targeted towards gn!reader, but I might do male!reader from time to time. As long as people can enjoy my work tho, then thats what matters to me <333 now I have a wonderful reference on what to tag!! :DDD

-panna cotta

"brag" no, dear, a lot of books read is something you should really be proud of <3 although in your performance it sounds like a red flag and you should take a short break /hj

stoooop it's melting!!! do you see??? it's melting more and more!!! </33333 /pos /hj

most of all, I like the moment that you really think what is better: my most beautiful and lovingly made nest or some kind of hole. I mean, some unpleasant things, infections and dirt can live in the hole, and this is still the most harmless, while the most terrible thing in the nest is me.

no, of course, I think a hole is safer than the nest, but you haven't seen it.

I feel like I'm being called out </3333 /hj

I hate how similar /s and/srs are and constantly confuse them, and when people ask, I feel so embarrassed, but I just sometimes forget that sarcasm exists </3333

so understand you,,,,, I'm constantly close to stopping using them altogether, but I can't completely give up. It's hard to use them, but I'm so used to it </3

middle school was so ugh. I'm so glad I'm not in it anymore.

I'm just fed up with alpha×omega that it no longer inspires. it was cool in the beginning, I love alternative biology, but apart from various variations there are no tensions and special attraction, you know? almost the same as hetero romance, except that the setting is more interesting, but over time these works begin to repeat themselves. alpha×alpha, omega×omega and betas have become more interesting, since their dynamics are much more flexible and ambiguous and require more meaning than alpha×omega — with the exception for dom!omega, dominant omegas are always wonderful.

I love these pheromones and different worlds with different levels of influence of instincts, it's very interesting, but I've apparently become too jaded. just give me alpha & beta-to-alpha who are courting each other and want to create a pack, and omegas who are very well aware of the impact of estrus and help each other in their time, while constantly breeding each other because their mate is too seductive. the usual pleasure, which is too little; disappointing </3

'so good' SO RIGHT!!!

1. Yuuta tries to restrain himself, but it's so difficult while you tease him about his skirt and how wet he is, probably from the realization that anyone can hear him, find out how slutty he is and how he likes to fuck in public places where everyone can hear him right while you fuck him, making him drool with delight, soaking a new skirt; when you lift the fabric higher, exposing his thighs and grabbing them, whispering (or growling) so that he does not cum before you, pinching his sensitive skin, and Yuuta involuntarily whines and moans — only to immediately shut his mouth,,,,,

your hands are so tenacious when you grab his hair, unobtrusively lifting his head higher, showing the reflection an absolute mess instead of the young man who entered here some time ago; but Yuuta doesn't care so much when he can only feel his body trembling with delight, feeling like with a new push he is getting closer and closer to the edge, — but you don't let him cum, growling that he is a good boy and listens to you and he tries to be like that, but his hips involuntarily part to the side just to feel you as much as possible </3

2. Yes!!! <3333

Toge is not a pervert, — no more than ordinary person — but when he closes his eyes and hears Yuuta, who whining your name, he knows what kind of scene is happening on his mobile screen, and maybe it should worry him more than it is, but Yuuta is so sweetly moaning, crying, whispering all sorts of lovesick nonsense while you reach your orgasm; begging you to cum while you're inside him, to take advantage of him, and Toge cums simultaneously with you and the last moans of Yuuta, excitedly thanking you for it, deliriously saying how he loves you and that you are the best thing that has happened to him while you are stroking his stomach, probably so hot and soft, filled and sensitive that Toge can't help but touch his own, at times colder and absolutely not full, in a post-orgasmic haze thinking that Yuuta is damn lucky with you.

you regularly fuck him, breeding him at every opportunity, and Toge does not know if he wants to be the one who makes Yuuta cry from another orgasm, forcing his body to try to hide from another stimulation, or to feel how you push your fingers inside his mouth, forcing him to make cute moans while exposing him the body, promising to take care of him and make sure that his body will ache from orgasms </3 maybe being fucked as much as Yuuta is, only able to whine about how good you are, only squirm, knowing that he can't even say a word to you, only moaning and whimpering when it becomes too much for him </33

shdgshdghdhdhd im insane

I know, pretty breadwinner, I know; at times more sociable & brainy when resonate with another brilliant panna cotta whose big brainy brain makes me work 1205% to match <3333

I am very uncompetitive and hate to compete, but when I meet smart and brainy people, I run after them with all my mental strength <3

it's going to be amazing, panettone. I remember I once gave advice about the aesthetics of the blog and the beginning of the blog, but I think they are very pointless — even if you are not perfect now, you will become so. you'll get better. you will become more beautiful. I mean, you're already beautiful, but experience shows that it gets even better over time, and I'm very interested in how you can become even more <333 you've started, and you should already be proud of yourself.

I mean, there is such a difference between my first blog, my last blog, my current blog and my temporary blog, it's a kind of gradation of aesthetics, and it will only get better over time. I know it. and you're going to get better and better <3

of course!!! all for you, my prettyfull one <3333

I, as a reader of gender neutral reader, very much approve <3 I once started writing gn reader and, although I have ambiguous moments now, still prefer to have them as the main audience. It's just closer to me; my people don't have to starve as much as I do. maybe I just don't get along well with male!reader & fem!reader writers, this is also a very likely reason /hj

#.spicy♡ #[📂] — voice from under the bed #❖.my jewelry #✮.panna cotta <3 #✉.yuuta okkotsu #✉.toge inumaki

[stargatelov3r]

Welcome, welcome one and all, to our rareship carnival.

I am watching and I can't believe it's happening! I may be giddy and grinning like mad, but there's no actual evidence of that.

Hello sweet Anon 😚 thank you! I am so glad that we planted this seed in your mind. 🧡

And dang it! I thought I was satisfied, full in fact, and then you dropped those delicious Chuck/ Radek headcanons down and I became ravenous. *writes furiously*

Keller/ Cadman

Hmm, I see what you mean… It wouldn't be a messy breakup either. Just a mutual fizzling out.

I agree, Cadman is 100% that person. With her boyfriends as well, (I headcanon her Bi, I like to think that Cadman keeps her options open. 🤣) Love a tiny marine standing up for her partners 🧡 

I enjoy McKay/ Cadman (despite a couple reservations) specifically because of how they challenge each other. (Eventually I'll get to this pairing on my list but I must go in order because… Compulsions 🤣)

This actually reminds me of how I think Keller/ McKay would go, McKay would get bored of Keller and she would get tired of his abrasive nature. McKay needs a good kick in the butt sometimes, probably one of the reasons so many people mcshepship, and I don't think Keller is up for the task.

Just no fire. No energy. No nothing (will anyone even get this reference?)

Hmm… I'll have to mull over those two some more. It's honestly hard to ship Keller with anyone, maybe hmm… Oh! I need to update the list.

Here's the next one: Elizabeth/ Sam

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Elizabeth/Sam... *breathes deeply*

i... i might have been waiting for someone to ask me about them and I was both scared and excited to answer this one.

let's dive a bit into my past, shall we? and by that i mean 2016/17

I was doing a lot of RPGs with a friend, mostly SG-1, later SG-1/SGA, SG-1/Sanctuary and even SGA/Sanctuary i think. We were basically writing these huuuuuge fics together over what was sometimes weeks! I think that was the first time I came across Sam/Elizabeth. It's funny because it was wayyy before I realized that gay ships where actually an option to actually ship instead of just going "huh okay" and moving on. (don't ask me why it took so long) but uhhhh it also didn't stop me from writing them so uhhh...

fast forward a two or three years. Someone told me that Torri and Amanda didn't get along personally (which, as a hardcore fan of both of them made me incredibly sad) and it kinda put a hold on my thoughts about them as a ship. I know you shouldn't necessarily let what actors do when they are not on screen influence their work performance (unless they are harming anyone) but in this case it did for a while.

But now, slowly and steady I'm managing to leave that behind me and just concentrate on these two wonderful characters, disregarding what might or might not be their actor's relation.

So let's get to the actual question (under the cut)

Yes. I see it. I ship it. I love it.

I might be a tiny bit biased because i just love both these characters so much and I haven't given them a suuuuper lot of thought but just... these two? together? knowing them both so well? knowing what both of them have been through? what shit they experienced working in a men dominated world? and together they can just go "fuck all that" and have a good time and drink wine and feel safe? gimme all of it

*gasp*

i was about to start writing about them being co-leaders of atlantis and then i remembered that i'm basically headcanoning Teyla and Elizabeth co-managing Atlantis after season 3 at the latest and then I was like WHY NOT ALL THREE???? what a power trio they would be!!! all of them together running shit??? hooooly crap.

but uh,,, back to Sam/Elizabeth

I think there would also be conflict involved between them, mostly because Elizabeth is civilian and Sam is military, and both are very firm in their beliefs and in their position. Not they are not flexible, but I think they have different mindsets and different points of view on a lot of things.

But don't forget, they are both adults, and they'd both know the value of the other, they'd know what they have in each other and even if it's not easy sometimes they would want to fight for it (i mean literally, i think they would argue) but they would always try and find a solution.

woah. i think that's all i've got for now and it made me kinda choke up. this is somehow a bittersweet ship for me...

and about all other things you said, I pretty much agree <3

I can't wait what other Radek/Chuck headcanons (or fics? :)) ) you'll come up with!

#ship anon #answered #samantha carter x elizabeth weir #samantha carter #elizabeth weir #headcanons #sga #sg1

[trenchcoatsbi]

i am notthe0wing away my shot i am not theowing away my shot heyo im jsut like my coumtry im yougn scrappy and hung and i ma mot theoign away my shot IMMA GET A SCHOAR SHIP TO KINGS COLLEGE I PROBLY SHOULDNT BRAG BUT DANG I AMAZE AND ASTONISH SEE THE PROMISE IS I GOT A LOTTA BRAINS BUT NO POLISH I GOTTA HOLLER (HOLA, BACK GURL) UUST TO BE HEARD WITH EVEYR WORD I DROP KNOWLEDGE IM A DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH A SHINY PIECE OF COAL TRYNA REACH MY GOAL MY UHHHH I FORGET POWER OF SPEEHC UNIMPEACHABLE ONLY 19 BUT MY MIND IS OLDER, THESE NY CITY STREETS GET COLDS, I SHOULDA EVRY BURDEN EV DISAVCDTANTEGE I HAVE LEARNED TO MANAGE I DONT HAVE A GUN TO BRANISH I WALK THESE STREETS, FAMISHED!!!! THE PLAN IS TO FAN THIS SPARK INTO A FLAME. BUT DAMN ITS GETITNF DARK SO LEMME SPELL OUT THE NAME I AM THE a ‼️ 🇱🇪🇽🇦🇳🇩🇪🇷 WHAT THE FUCK I TRIED TO COYP AND PASTE WHAT FROM DISCORD SO IT WOULD BE FUNNT NAD GO LIKE :rgional text indicator: WHAT IS THIS

e r we AERE MEANT TO BE. a colony that runs Indepepdnelty meanwhile BIRTISN KEEPS shit9tngo n us NEDOELSOY!!!! essentially they tax us relentlessly, then king gogy funs around n runs a spending spree, he aint ever gonna SET his descendants free so there will be a reovlution in this century.

(ENTER ME)

hw says in psr4nthesis

dont be shoced when your history book mentions me. i will lay sown my life ifmit sets us free and eventually you will see my ASCENDANCY!!! and i am not th8rouwinb away my shot (my shot) i am not throwing away my shot (my shot) eyo im iusy like my country I’m younb scappy and yhunhry and i a mot goigmt awh my shro i am not throwing away my shit

i am not looking away myshot heyo i mu

like my country im young cscrappy and hunrgy, and i am not throwing away my shot, its time to take a SHOT!!!! * dream of france without a monarchy!!!! the unrest in france will lead go anarchy, anarhcy, how u say how u say OH AMARHCY!!!!!!! thwhen i fight i make the other side PANICKY w ky SHOT

eyo im a tailors apprentice and i got yalls knuckleheads im local pareNTIS, IM JOINING THE REBELLION CAUSE I KMOW ITS KY CHANCE TO SOCIALLY ADVANCE. INSTEAD OF SEWINH SOME PANTS/ ITS TIME TO RAK E A *SHOT*

and but we’LL NEVER BE TRULY FREE UNTILT HOSE I BONDAGE HAVE RHE SAME RIGHTS AS YOU AND EM !!!!! YOU AND I DO OR DIE, WAIT TIL I SALLY IN ON A STALKION IN THE FIRST BLACK BATAL,ION >:DDD ITS TIME TO TAKE A SHOT

geniuses lower your VOICES. 🤬 you keep outta trouble, and you double your choice.s . im with you but 5he situation is fraught you oughta be cardully taught, if you ralk youre gknna get HSHOT

BUT BURR CHECK WHAT WE GOT, ME LAFAYETTE HARD ROCK LIKE LANDELOR, I THINK YOUR PANTS LOOK *HOT* LAURENS I LIKE YOU A *LOT,* LETS HATCH A PLOT BLACKER THAN THE KETTLE CALLING THE PO T, WHAT ARE THE ODDS THAT 5HE GODS WOULD UR US ALL IN ONE SPOR POPP9NG A SQUR ON CONVERNIONAL WISDOM MR LIKE IT OR NOT

a bunch OF REVOLUTIONARY MANU,IMSSION ABOLITIONISTS????

GIMME A POSITION SHOW ME WHERE THE AMUNITION IS/

oh am i talkig too loud 🫢 sometimes i get overwxcited shoot off at the mouth (ME TOO), i never had a broup of friends before i promise that ill make yall proud!

lets GET TJIS GUY what is this font

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hLETS GET THIE HY IN FRONT OF A CROWD, I A, HMOT THROWING AWAY KY SHOT I AM NOT THEOWING AWAY MY SHOT, HEYO IM JUST LIKE MU COUNTRY IM YOUNG SCRAPPY AND HUNRGY AND I A, NOT THEOWING AWAY MY SHOR. (x2)

everybody SING WOAAHHH WOAH WOAHHHH, WOAAH OH, WOAH OH, OET EM HEAR U YA LETS GO, WOA WOA WOAAAA I SAID SHOUT IT TO THE ROOF TOPS WOAAA OAA OAAA SAID TO THE ROF TOPS WOA WOA WOAAA D,OM YEAH LETS BO RISee up when youre lifing on your knees you rise UP, tell your brother that (can i just say i love this bit and how its sung) that hes gotga rise up, tell your sister that shes gotta RISE UP . when r these gonanlies goann rise up, WHEN ARE THESE COLONIES GONNA RISE UP, WHEN ARE THESE COLONIES GONNA RISE UP, RISE UP

i imagine death so kuch it reels morelike a memory, when sit gonna get me, in my sleep, 7 feet ahead of me (LUCKY NUMHER) if i see it coming do I rum or do i let it be???! is it like a beat withojt a melody :( SEE I NEVER THOUGHT ID MAKE IT PAST 20, WHERE I DOME FROM SOME GET HALLF AS MANY. ask angbody oh fuck the font is big

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ask anybody why we liiving fast and we reach fr a dlask, we have to make this moment last thats plenty. SCEATCH THAT. this is not a movement, its *the* movement where all the hungriest brothers wif something to profe went. those opposu us we make am honest stand, we roll like moses cliaminf his promised land, AnD??? IF WE WING OUR INDEPENDNC?!?!?! if thata agairantee of freedom for our dcendan7ts pr will the blood we she dbefin an endless cycle of dth and rveenge with no defendants D:

god my room is hot. I KNOW THE AFTIOJ IN THE STREETS IS EXCITING BUT JESUS BETWEEN SOL THE BLEEDING & FIGHTING IVE BEEN READING AND WRITING. WE’VE GOT TO HANDLE OUR FINANCIAL DITUATION. ARE WE A NATION OF STATES, WHATS THE STATE OF OUR NATIOM? KM PAST PATIENTLY WAITING IM PASSIONATELY SMASHING EVERY EXPRECTATION, EVERY ACT IS AN ACT OF CREATION!!!!! FUCKING HELL LIN MANUEL MIRANDA

im LAUGHG IN THE FACE OF CASUALTY AND SORROW AND FOR THE FIRST TIME IM THINKING PAST TOMORRO ‼️‼️‼️‼️ AND I AM not theowing aaway my shot, i a, not away my shot, AYAIOIOO IM JUST LIKE MY COUNTRY IM YOUG SCRAPPYH AD HUNGRY AND IM NOT NTEOWING AWAY MY HWOT

and the rest is looped

AND I AM NOT THROWING AWAY MY, NOT THEOWING AWAY MY SHOR

#hamiltom #hamilton #shotpost #shutir #shitpost #my hands hurt #sorry i mjsut a little imsane #dont mind this #tom posts #i am a tad fandom trash and that7s okay

[oneohtrixpointalwaysunderscore]

I'm not Gay! a Christmas Tragicomedy

Content warning: Contains ableist and racist slurs, and LGBTQ slurs (those don't count to me anymore oops)

Chris Maggason was just a normal straight guy. 23 years old. Loved a brewski and a shmashter over the head, always broke cans on his forehead and called the scars tattoos. But his really big secret (except for the nights he cried and then blacked out, in that order) was that he had never had sex before. He barely even masturbated; he was a good Christian boy, but some of his fantasies were worse than dark.

It was Christmas, 2022 didn’t feel right even though the liberals got over their cough-phobia real quick. Fucking faggot libs always lay down and take it. Anyway…

Faggots in masks. I hate faggots. Every signal one. Every one, they them shit is gay and retarded. Rarded even. It’s so easy to make up new eppy-thets for these new faggots. I even beat a few up, they went down like balloons at a holocaust shaped meataphor store.

Anyway…

uhhh so…. uhhhh

Regardless, when Chris met his mom’s new family friend that night he was a little intimidated. Ogunde seemed to unfold like origami through the house; 7 and a half feet tall (more in African Measuring) he had to duck the family mantle and even brushed the mistletoe by mistake.

“Oops!” He said, a big smile plastered over his face. “Don’t worry, I brought a watahmelon,”

*author’s note, that’s actually how he said it! I’m not Chris, I’m not actually racist or fascist!*

Chris’s mom quickly explained that she met Ogi-san at the local YWCA. She/he had quite the story, born in Japan, then relocated to the U.S. to pursue his god given basketball vocation. Struggling with a few antiquated policing practices, but otherwise understanding the vibe. s/He’d been shot at as a kid, japanese kids can be a little mean to outsiders, always playing gang. After one of their heads mysteriously went through a glass backboard they never fucked with him again… besides, she was her at that point: Kawaii desu!

Chris hated to admit (inside his dense, rock-like mind) that he was more than a little scared of this guy. I mean you could see his sock in his gymshorts if you know what I’m (he’s) saying. I’m saying I’d fuck this dude but yaknow. gotta keep the alcohol flowing or I forget that I’m still funny. Sad face emoticon. 

Anyway….

Uhhhh….

*****

By the end of the night Chris had been won over though! Even a N*E*G*R*O000let’sgobarndon69 with a good attitude can be let into the house, or some kind of autistic way of settling that horrible horrible sentence. Sponsored by Jim Crow Whiskey!

They drank whiskey, coke, loaded eggnog, even broke out the old century egg.

“Looks good to me!” Ogunde said, beaming. He even pantomimed eating it before mommy snatched it out of his big, big hands. A milky streak over his big, black, coffee colored, color theoried cup of black dark dark primitive coffee, 69 degrees hot (h4wt)

That night, Chris was tumbling into a pre-sleep paralysis nap when his eyes snapped open. There was the demon hovering over him; but it felt more real than ever before.

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Kiowa died for a reason. Norman Bowker died by his own hands. Enough said aabout the lost warriors

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Its mouth open, rotting ants piling out its black tongue.

“MY BOY,” The voice cried, howling. “I KNOW WHAT YOU CRAVE. I KNOW WHAT YOU NEED> IT IS LOVE THAT WILL SAVE YOU,”

Chris would’ve punched the thing in the face but his body was frozen with fear. He evacuated his bowels instantaneously, and lying in his own fear and worship of his christian protector he saw the demon’s eyes open for the first time.

“GUNDIE,” He barked, suddenly finding his voice again. He screamed a series of expletives that would russle the feathers of even the oldest most respected Black Christian Housewives (Candace Owens, easy flex_)ANYONYMOUS>

A hand over the mouth. 

“SHHHHH…” Ogunde mouthed. Chris’s mouthless scream, hopeless at the man grabbing his cock. He even thought he liked it. He wanted to think he liked it. Each finger entering his tender anus, it would’ve felt good with lube. The monster was rooting around inside him, pulling blood and rearranging the cavities by bare strength alone. “My family, my land, my self. Was raped by your people. There is no god that can save you from me. I will take what is mine,”

A twist, and then Chris’s testicles were no longer functional. He watched them disappear down the throat of this 8 foot tall black demon. It was so strange and impossible to be loved by this creature, begging for sweet release. In missionary, begging christ or anyone to save him as he became rearranged perfectly by this storm of force.

Each piece inverted. Hell, the guy had little cuticle scissors. Better than any licensed surgeon. The boy’s new vagina was stitched back together.

Chris didn’t last long. Woke up in a hospital, his brain and body completely inverted. The family figured out he’d taken a stumble down the stairs, trying to hit the latest 4am bars as usual. He must’ve gotten into a fight with some sicko who castrated him. Emasculated completely. 

He tried to live as a woman for a while. It didn’t work. It was not his choice to regret. 

Only a shotgun provided the end that would save him. In heaven or hell, Chris didn’t die a virgin.

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#horror #flash fiction #flash fic challenge #merry fucking christmas #merry chrismas 2022