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midnight-talescape · 2 years

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Criminal (Yandere Batman x Criminal Reader)

Kinktober day 15: Belly Bulge

I had a bit too much fun with this.

Warning: overstimulation, belly bulge, cum, alot of cum, choking, non-con, yandere, a tad bit ooc, etc, etc you get the point not for kid

Genre: filthy filthy smut

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You ran across the building, adrenaline pumping in your vein, another robbery gone wrong.

You swore under your breath, you were so close to succeeding. But noooo the fucking bat has to come and ruin it all.

You sometime wonder what does he have against you, I mean sure you’re constantly robbing the fucking bank and occasionally killing people. But like this is fucking Gotham, the bank get robbed every fucking day and the people you kill were douchebag anyway. Theres gotta be some other fucking crimminal doing worst thing out there.

You stopped in your track as a man landed in front of you.

You let out a audible groan,

“For fuck sake Batman, i’m beginning to think you have a fucking crush on me. There's gotta be some worst criminal out there, go catch Mr.Freeze or something,”

Batman doesn’t say anything, as he stares you down with his signature Batman disapproving look. You threw the sack of money on the ground, and held out your hand,

“Just fucking sent me back to arkham or something, I swear by this point thats just my second home,”

Batman went to grab something in his belt, but rather than the handcuff you was expecting he pulled out some sort of bottle and sprayed it in your face.

Quickly losing consciousness, you stared at him in confusion as your body fell to the ground. Batman caught your body in his arm, before heading back to the bat cave.

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You rubbed your eye as you woke up from your drug induced sleep (on the most comfortable bed you have ever slept on). Seeing the dark knight who was apparently standing next to the bed waiting for you to wake up, you attempted to punch him.

Not surprisingly he caught your hand with ease,

“What the fuck?! Have you finally gone crazy?!”

He looked down at you, “I have found a better way to contained you, (Y/N). You have been causing me too much trouble,”

You looked at him in disbelief,

“I’m a fucking theif, occasionally a murderer. Theres Bane, Penguin, Harley Quinn, the fucking Joker, doing way worst crime. Yet somehow i’m too distracting?!?!” you tried to get your hand back, when you noticed something on your arm, “Did you fucking inject me with something?”

Batman let go of your hand, before leaning slightly on the wall,

“It’s a magic potion, once you agree to stay by my side the effect will take action. You won't be able to leave me,”

“First, thats fucked up, second i’m going to agree to that, because?”

Batman walk toward you,

“I have my way,”

He leaned down, his body towering over you and lift his hand, you closed your eye and backed up to the wall.

Suddenly you felt your clothing ripped off of you. You opened your eyes quickly, seeing you were completely naked. Seeing the way he was looking at you, something dawned on you.

“Do you fucking li-”

You were cut off as he lifted your face to kiss you roughly. Slipping his tongue into you and stealing your supply of oxygen, as his rough hand groped your body.

Your body trembles as the callus on his hand scrapes against your body. You tried to bite down on his tongue, but sensing your intention he gripped your throat with one hand. Rending you unable to do anything as he does what he wants with you, the saliva you're unable to swallow dripping down your chin.

You started to black out as you ran out of oxygen, Batman let go and you quickly gasped for air as you wrapped your hand around your throat. You can tell that's gonna leave a nasty bruise later.

Without waiting for you to regain your posture, he lifted you up and slammed your back onto the wall, before pushing your legs onto the wall.

“Motherfu-” your swear was turned into a scream, when he slammed into you with no warning.

Without waiting for you to adjust to his size, he started thrusting in and out of you. He shoved his fingers into your mouth, muffling your scream as he played with your tongue.

You bit down on his fingers. Trying to bring him at least a little pain, as tears poured down your face.

Not even fazed, he shoved his fingers down your throat and you gagged as your throat constricted around his fingers, trying to push it out.

He bite down on your collarbone leaving a bleeding mark, before licking the blood away. You scratched at his armor, as you were continuously brought to orgasm.

Removing his fingers, he whispered into your ears,

“Do you agree to stay by my side?”

“F-Fuck you, ah!” you muttered out, before you was brought to another high as he hit your sweet spot,

“It’s okay, we have time, time to wait for you to agree,“ he said as he mercilessly pushed down on the belly bulge,

You wailed as you felt his member rubbing against your belly from the inside.

“I-i’m gonna fu- ha… fucking die, uugh,”

“I think you can take more,” Batman said before grunting and cumming inside you,

Filling your womb up with so much cum that your stomach bloated.

Your eye rolled to the back of your head, as your brain was fucked blank. Your juice and his cummed mixed and dripping down from the place you guys were connected, before being turn to froth from the speed he was fucking you.

Everytime you were gonna pass out, he forced you to stay awake and ask you if you were gonna agree to stay. Each time you grit your teeth saying no, in response he change your position and fucked into you deeper.

After a day or 2 he asked again, your body trembled in pain as you were forced to cummed again, now more pain then pleasure. Just wanting it to stop, you sobbed as you said yes. A golden symboled burned into you and Batman's body as the contract was made, binding you to him.

Satisfied he cummed on you one last time, before putting you down on the bed.

You stared blankly at the ceiling, you looked at Batman's unruffled appearance. The only evidence of the fuckfest from the last few day, was the cum and your juice on his armor. A contrast to your cum covered body, anger you struggled to get up and pulled down his mask.

Not bothering to stopped you, you succeeded and looked into the dark eyes of Bruce fucking Wayne.

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He watched as you run across the street, a sack of money in your hand. Cheering for your successful robbery, before turning down an ally and leaving bits of money on peoples windows. Enough to feed them, but not enough for them to become a target.

You were different. A ray of light in the gloomy Gotham.

His eye darken as he played with the potion in his hand, he has to protect you, no matter what, and he have just the plan.

#no i don’t have problems #reader insert #reader smut #x reader #kinktober #kinktober 2022 #batman #batman x reader

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wolfbatspace · 4 years

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I have something to say.

Those people who are self righteously preaching about no hate in this fandom are highly hypocritical and it infuriates me because of all the damage they have caused.

For some background: Jyuuki made an angel au that had Julian (an apparently jewish coded character) as one of the fallen angel. Vivae and Tiredasra have made a post calling out “big name content creators” antisemitic and have been harassing people.

First off, antisemitism is a real serious issue that does happen in real life to real people and should be seriously addressed. I have seen some artists that were actually outright antisemitic and the people that bullshit post has been calling out are not.

Secondly, I do want to point out that Julian CANONICALLY turned into an actual DEMON. I don’t see those people making a fuss about it when it happened in the game. Their excuse is that there’s no demon horns and that’s fucking insane to me. Demons are represented in many forms. YOU DON’T GET TO NITPICK LIKE THAT.

Do you know what would make this issue actually antisemitic? It would be if the content creators made julian a fallen/demon BECAUSE he was “jewish”. THAT would make it antisemitic but guess what?! NEITHER DID THAT.

These people are not really speaking out for antisemitism. From the messages that have been sent to jyuuki about this issue, it was clear that they had no basis to be calling anyone participating in the angel au antisemitic. Once jyuuki explained it was for aesthetic purposes because of the black wings, they moved from the issue and started rambling nonsense. Their post ended up showing on my dashboard and I had a chance to read what vivae and tiredasra had to say about it. From the post they made, it really seemed like they were pulling this out of thin air, twisting it and squeezing out whatever they could to make it into an issue for attention or conflict.

If they saw it as a real issue and wanted an explanation from the creator, they could talk about it respectfully and privately but they didn’t.

Stuff like this discourages great content creators and cause so much damage in a fandom. Good people are being pushed out of fandoms and platforms because of this nasty behavior.

The damage is done by them making that post and having it circulating then going bully other artist who say otherwise.

I said what I wanted to say. Now here are some options:

STOP with this vague, no basis, cancel culture, self righteous antisemitism advocate, bullying. Don’t send hate or “i’m disappointed in you” message those artist for participating in the angel au.

Just send nice messages. You should’ve learned this is elementary school: If you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say anything. Of course speak out to injustice and discrimination but these content creators aren’t the problematic ones. You guys do know there is actual antisemitism and racism going on right now, right? So waht the fuck is this?

Feel free to block and unfollow me if you’re upset or “disappointed” at what I said. I’ve been explaining this to alot of people lately and its exhausting. If you want to talk to me about this bc you disagree, you better have some good fucking evidence bc otherwise I’m just gonna block right away. I don’t want to hear some vague, half assed bullshit like those bullies are trying to pull.

#personal #im so fucking tired #getting stressed induced pain from this bullshit

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struwwelzeter · 3 years

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So I read your reply to Nyarisu's comment on Lionheart and I'm really intrigued by your comments about how people understand punk compared to what it was initially. Could I possibly ask you to expand on this? Pretty please?

Yes you could! This is a very (very?) personal point of view and I know a lot of people will disagree, but here goes nothing, I guess. If you disagree with me (and somebody will), that’s fine, but I will not engage with anything that’s not a constructively put argument. I’ve spend too much time thinking about this for a “I don’t like what you’re saying and that’s why you’re wrong” anon to change my mind. Just putting that out there - with love 💜.

The thing is, especially on tumblr but I think just in generally aswell, the idea of punk is presented as this ... Robin Hood kind of thing. Beat the system, stand up to bullies, live your own truth, all of that, but it always is presented as something that is supposed to come from a ... dare I say, nice place? Like those pictures of people in studded and sprayed leather jackets rescuing puppies. All of that, you know? And I don’t want to say that is wrong, because it isn’t, and I love the idea of that, it’s just not the entire truth.

Especially in the early to mid 70s, when arguably punk started, there was a lot of fatigue between an old and stuffy establishment and the lovey, dovey peace and love “let’s all be happy” movement of the hippie scene. I was at Force Attack in 2006, which is a punk festival (and possibly dirtiest place in the world) that got established in the early 90s and went on til 2008 (?), and even then some of the “death to hippies” sentiments ran pretty deep. And I know the counter argument to that will be a well meaning “well, that’s not real punk,” the problem is that I think it actually partly is. (Please keep the partly in mind for the rest of this argument.)

The problem with having the exact choice between “get a good job, built a nice house, think of what the neighbours will say, and don’t ask me about what I did in the war” and “we’re all a big part of one human family, and isn’t nature beautiful, lets all make peace, and btw we would have never done what our parents did” is that both models aren’t a sustainable life style for everyone. That’s why you get alot of people saying this is all fake bullshit, and they start being purposely offensive. This is why you get alot of Swastikas around the sex pistols, you get all these artists singing about suicide and incest and rape. It’s not that uncommon for some of those early acts to play with Nazi imagery, or claim that homosexuality is disgusting (despite the scene always being full of LGBTQ+ people), or idk, thinking it’s fun to piss on someone while they’re asleep. It’s alot of outcry, of saying life actually is this shitty and disgusting and I am gonna be that because in a way you will hate me either way. And it’s not always nice. Disdain and hate and petty selfishness are common human emotions and many of them are low and unhealthy, and honestly not nice or helpful or inclusive, but they are there, and I think alot of that early spirit was just about stopping to pretend that they don’t exist.

I think a reason for why we don’t think of the scene that way anymore is that many people very quickly outgrew that, and said “actually, we’re better than that, that’s not who we actually are. I sadly can’t find that interview right now, but Die Ärzte are actually a good exemple of that and they even admit it themselves, that there was a sense of “enough with the happy hippie bullshit, let’s disgust them” and then later going “uhmm - maybe that went a bit far.” I mean offensive or not, but ultimately a scene that is centered around artistic expression always ends with that question of creation, maybe like “if the world isn’t like what we want it to be, how do we make one we like?” - and then you end up with having to come up with answers that are more than just destruction. And then it turns into something else - something that I think is alot more like what tumblr seems to think punk is. And that’s a wonderful thing. Still - a side of punk, whatever that is, has always been what people like GG Allin (please read the wiki for context) have taken and pushed to the limits, and it just - isn’t nice. And here is where things get a bit tricky.

Because against that backdrop, things like John Lydon (Johnny Rotten) suddenly being a dirty old Trump supporter aren’t that surprising anymore. And then you get these 20 year olds “cancelling” the Sex Pistols, and I think there is just a bit of ... missing the point going on. I’ve read a comment on here recently, that basically said something like Richard should stop supporting the Sex Pistols (because he has that album in the back of the studio), and it’s just ... asking for a history to be erased that has rightfully been made obsolete but has still happened and was necessary at the time. You can take any of these early bands and pick their lyrics apart and find something that from our perspective now is disgusting, mean, exclusive, or outright racist. Songs about Fucking? Part of that record is a mysogynisy shitshow, something they were very aware of even at the time, and they still did it anyway because being disgusting was part of the point. The thing is though, the Sex Pistols were hugely influential, and alot of the positive things that grew out of that wouldn’t have been possible if kids like young Richard, or any of the bands you love that were influenced by them, wouldn’t have gotten that moment of “finally a place where I can put all of my petty hate”. It matters, and just because that moment is overcome, it doesn’t mean it should be forgotten, or stops existing in the people that lived through it.

I understand that the question of how much we should justify things with “it was the time” and how we deal with the result is an ever ongoing debate and their are many good arguments for why maybe we shouldn’t try to defend the wrongs of the past that way, and I want to point out that while I rarely agree on that in the first place (because I understand history as a natural learning curve where people aren’t perfect at the first try and it’s doing a disservice to humans just doing their best, but I digress and that’s a bit of another duscussion), I want to point out that I don’t want to defend anyone, rather I want to say “actually, being that horrible was often calculated, part of the point, and if you don’t like it, just leave it, fight it or debate it, but don’t pretend like it was a “missstep” or just a few black sheep of a scene that was never as nice or perfect as you want it to be.” You don’t get to erase half of a movement simply because you wish it wouldn’t exist the way it does - or well. I guess in this case mostly did - past tense.

The ugliness is part of the story to me, and it’s actually the bigger part of why I love this scene. I don’t need “punk” to define my politics, I need it to soothe my soul, and so did many, I think. The Sex Pistols breaking happened 20 years before my time, but I still feel connected to that world, and in particular the ugly parts of it. I often feel like I look at the world, and there are people that seem honestly shocked by the idea that maybe sometimes I find doing the right thing really hard, that I want petty, self serving revenge, that I don’t find it easy to not be selfish and unkind or sometimes want to hurt people because I am hurting myself and see an opportunity to do that. Obviously those aren’t nice things and I don’t want to be that way, but are you honestly telling me you don’t feel that? I find that hard to believe, and it leaves me with an ongoing question of if I am just worse than most people or if most people are just more fake. Both scenarios are equally shit. The ugly side of punk provides - not an answer to that - but maybe a partial solution, at least for me.

Another discussion we have all the time is about how what we consume or allow in artistic expression is influencing how we act as people in real life and how we want the world to be. Where do we draw the line? What is still ok? If I put me entertaining ideas about murder on a canvas, is that still good? what if it’s racism? What if it’s rape? We argue alot about how providing a safe space in art for those feelings is actually preventing us from acting on it in real life, how it’s an outlet of something we would never actually want or do, but then where is the limit to that? I am putting this intentionally controversial, but if we admit that most of us grow up with internalized racism and mysogyny, by that logic, why can’t I paint something that is blatantly hateful if I have those feelings? Maybe that is my way of fighting it, you don’t have to look at it? Not saying that’s what I am doing or would want to do, but what if? For some people Rammstein singing about not wanting to be Angels is crossing that line, for some of us that line is drawn alot later. Who is right? Isn’t that just personal sensitivity? Can you honestly rationalise that? Isn’t it just processing our different levels of petty hate in different ways? I don’t have the answers to any of that, it’s just questions I often have and that I think have to do with this, because alot of the nasty bits in punk will justify it exactly that way, as artistic expression. Alot of it isn’t as political as this scene is made out to be, it’s simply asking those things. I personally relate to that alot, as someone who arguably would draw the line of “we should stop doing this” in art very, very, very late - and certainly later than my own personal comfort zone.

I’m not sure if any of this makes any sense at all. I hope it does - and if it doesn’t it’s probably because I don’t know either, or because I don’t want to fully blow this up into an essay (sorry, too late?) or because I suck at making a point, or maybe because we simply disagree. All I know is that I sometimes see these posts of “what is punk and what isn’t” and it leaves me with this taste of “you’re describing a utopia and it’s cute and I want that too, but it’s not everything punk as I know it is, and it feels like you don’t want to see something that mattered too - even if it was brutal and disgusting.” And everytime I see it I feel alien, like something that mattered to me so much as a teenager and young adult gets taken away from me and made into something so sleek and pretty it becomes something unattainable to be that I simply don’t manage to live up to in the way I would like. I guess that is a petty, selfish way of looking at it too.

«It's a repressive society where you can't be horrible, I'm not horrible, they made me horrible, I'm just honest.»

- John Lydon

#sorry for this getting out of hand

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pinktatertots99 · 4 years

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red spilled water - hnk faun au fic

a request by @daireannx that honestly i had alot of fun with lol. VERY long holy shit. also warning of stabby stab and big bad words like f***.

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“cinny! cinnyyyyyy!”

cinnabar jolted slightly from the rock they were sitting on, under a tree behind the bushes that seperated the busy dirt street from the nature as they looked to see the familiar face of a turquoised haired youth.

immediately they rushed to them, pushing their face from the bush as they pushed their face through it. “what’re you doing!?” they shrieked in a whisper as phos rubbed their nose. “i wanted to show you this really pretty waterfall i found.”

“...are you shitting me?!” they whispered again. “you couldn’t show me at night or something?”

“but it looks prettier in the day please cinnyyyyy?” they whined lightly as cinnabar could already feel people staring and whispers of their strange nature. moving to their pocket they took out a small glass bottle, looking at it in conflict. it was a tussle lately with people nearly prohibiting them from getting any water out of fear they’d contaminate it. not even the BEACH they could get it’s nasty salt water from.

they sighed. “alright. fine. but next time get me when the street isn’t busy dummy.” they stated as they crawled through the bush, phos crawling along with them chuckling embarrassed. “sorry. i just got excited ehehe. and wanted to show you!”

they blushed lightly as they moved deeper into nature, enough for them to stand up and walk. they let the turquoised fawn lead as they looked over the view. “hey, uhm, is this really okay though?”

“yeah why?”

“i mean, aren’t all your people awake or something?”

“yeah but this waterfall is far away from em, they only go to so many places to hunt and stuff.”

“if you say so.” as they walked over the trees sprouting roots and rocks layered in moss their eyes widened as they saw from a distance the giant waterfall that fell into a pool that gave small streams towards the two.

“oh...wow.” they whispered lightly as they knelt over to the small stream.

*crack*

they jolted up as they heard something like a stick crack, only to look back down again as phos joined them. “pretty cool right?” they smiled. “yeah.”

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panting heaving zircon leapt in skips, ignoring yellow’s calls to them to slow down as they bumped into something black and dark. falling on their behind they panted and squirmed as bortz looked behind them.

“what are you doing?” they asked as dia put a hand on their shoulder to calm them whilst yellow caught up to them panting. once they did zircon squirmed to latch onto them as they knelt down awkwardly to hold them. “eheh sorry bort something spook-”

“hhu...uumm...mman.” all three paused in shock as zircon shivered. “ssaw...hhhu...mman. eeastern fforest aarea enttrance.”

dia moved in slightly. “wwell, maybe they’ll leave, barely anyone goes-”

“thththey...wwwere with...phphos-” they yelped as bort picked them up from the front of their top. “where. are. they?”

“i’ll show the way.” yellow interjected as bort put them down on their hooves, immediately zircon latched onto yellow as the four skipped off in the direction. getting closer to the destination they started to quietly walk, avoiding as many sticks and loud pieces of nature as they could until they found the two still crunched over the small river.

immediately zircon hid in yellow’s shoulder as dia moved to lift their bow and arrow. “i can take them.” they whispered as bort pushed the bow down gently. “you mad? if they have a weapon and you miss they could kill the little brat.” dia looked down dejected as bortz unsheathed their sword.

the four watched as the red headed human reached into their pocket, the light shining on the unknown object that made it sparkle, immediately the raven jumped out of the hiding spot with their sword in perfect position to stab.

“bortz be caref-”

immediately a strained scream echoed as bort felt a force infront of them, keeping them further from the human but did not deter their sword from stabbing into an upper part of their chest.

“BORT YOU MEANIE NO!” they heard phos shriek as they looked up to them, tears pricking as they moved with all their strength to hold them back.

“WHAT’RE YOU DOING?!” they exclaimed trying to push them away.

“THEIR SAFE THEIR NOT BAD!”

“YOU THINK I’LL BELIEVE THAT EASI-wait...DID YOU BRING A HUMAN BACK!?” the younger started tearing up as the three fighters popped up getting closer, finding cinnabar holding the bleeding wound in their body and scrunched up behind a tree oak panting lightly.

“their my friend!”

“YOU IDIOT do you know what danger you could be putting us in?!”

“please....help.”

the five looked as cinnabar was looking more tired, hand nearly covered in blood as phos moved away to hold them lightly. they looked back glaring at them. “you HAVE to fix them!”

“HUH!? who said YOU could give orders!?” bort exclaimed as phos moved to look at dia and yellow as zircon was currently hiding behind yellow. “dia! yel! please.” both looked to the other unsure.

“i mean, we can’t patch up a human.”

“and the quack’s not gonna like it if we bring one back-”

“please!” both looked as phos’s eyes were wide, already shaking up the two from the cuteness.

“you two can’t be serious.”

“aw c’mon bort, we got a whole village that’s got least one weapon on em.”

“and why should I follow along with this? i can take them down right now.” they stated, positioning their sword only for dia to get infront of them. “bortz-y no!”

“dia!”

“just trust us for once alright!?” they exclaimed catching everyone off guard. “if they do something then we’ll finish them off but their not right now! so just trust us for a second alright? we’re not stupid.” they stated almost coldly, slowly the raven put their sword back growling. “whatever, i’m not carrying them then.”

“mmph! haah.” they looked as phos was trying to pick them up by the torso. “it’s...alright...cinny i...’m gonna get...you back.” they panted out, only to feel cinnabar moved out of their arms as dia picked them up bridal style. “just follow us phos, everything’ll be okay.” they comforted with a smile as the five moved to gallop while bortz cursed under their breath on this situation.

as they got to the entrance of the village they all stopped, save for phos who bumped into bortz. “owwww. hey why we stopping we’re almost there?”

“oh yes lets just walk out to EVERYONE holding a fucking HUMAN that’ll go so fan fucking well.” bortz snapped back as phos’s ears went down pouting. “i know a shortcut to the quack’s place. follow me.” yellow whispered as they all skipped as quietly as they could to the end of the village, watching for a clear enough path to lead straight to rutile’s medical bay.

on yellow’s cue they all ran straight towards them, yellow literally bumping into them as the doctor shrieked and fell whilst bortz drew the curtains of their bay’s entrance. “ow yellow you fu-” they started, seeing the red headed human in dia’s arms. “...oh my fucking god what the hell-” they started only to start whispering. “the hell did you bring a human back!?”

“ask the brat.” bort stated as phos pouted. “phos.” they squeaked as rutile came forward to them with their surgical tools in hand. “tell my why there’s a human on my surgical bed hm?”

“i uhm...bbortz stabbed them!”

“well YOU brought a human here!”

“i brought em to a waterfall nearby you guys weren’t supposed to be there dummies!”

“hah?” they squeaked and ran to hide behind dia. “ppleeeaaase though rutile they need help!”

“what makes you think i won’t just kill them? i have the literal tools for it.”

“because your a doctor.” yellow interjected giving a smirk. “would be bad for your reputation, right?~” rutile glared at them as they groaned. “damn you, knowing my secrets. ...fine fine, all of you get out i don’t let anyone human or not die on me.” they stated pushing them all out and keeping the curtains closed.

“finally.” bortz stated as they stomped off with the four following suite. “wwait! you guys won’t tell right?” phos asked, the four looking at eachother as bortz groaned. “if that human doesn’t bring anyone back, then no.” they stated as they went back to leave.

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slowly opening their eyes cinnabar’s dimly lit red sphere’s moved to look around, finding the familiar phos and some bruenette and blonde colored person that seemed to look similar to them. groaning lightly they moved to sit up, seeing the one holding a small scalpel closely as phos moved their hands to their shoulders. “easy easy.” they replied as they laid cinnabar back down. “rest.”

“wha...i what...hap..pened?”

“i saved your life. you can thank me later.” rutile stated as they moved to walk out. “you’ll be staying here for the time being so i suggest you get some rest and keep quiet.” they instructed, giving a yawn. “i’m going to bed.”

“thanks ruti.” phos responded sweetly as they waved at the doctor whose back was turned leaving.

“you...said they...wouldn’t find us?” cinnabar asked, almost sounding betrayed as phos looked back guiltily. “i...thought they wouldn’t. it was in an area we don’t go to often. i’m sorry.” they mumbled, moving their hand into their vest’s pocket pulling out the now corked glass bottle filled with water. “i got you back this though.” they stated smiling as cinnabar weakly took it back. uncorking it they quickly drank it all with a sigh.

“...maybe i...should’ve bought more bottles.”

“well we can always go next time!”

“maybe you can go next time and get me water. will that make you not call out to me in daylight?” phos giggled as they rubbed the back of their head. “yeah ehehe. i should go though, i gotta be there for role call but i’ll sneak back in.” they stated as cinnabar’s eyes closed again. “kay, whatever.”

as they opened the curtain of the entrance they stared face to face with euclase, with jade behind them as their face was contorted in a solemn expression. immediately they closed the curtain behind them. “AH ah, eeuc hi i was just gonna-”

“phos, we know.” they stated, phos feeling their heart almost stopping as they kneeled to them, tears pricking to their eyes. “please...please don’t hurt them, i promise i won’t do it again, ii’ll do anything, i’ll be banished, orr do anything please just don’t-”

“phos phos breathe.” euc stated, kneeling to them as phos took shaky deep breaths. “listen, padparascha and i will be holding a meeting tomorrow on this situation.”

“yyour...nnot gonna hhurt them?”

“i mean, euc’s too sweet to do that.” jade stated as euc hummed amused by the compliment. “yes well, we won’t. but you’ll have to stay here and watch this human till the meeting. yellow volunteered to guard the outside for the night.”

“sso i...uhm...”

“you can go back inside for now. just be prepared.” they stated as they and jade moved to leave while yellow was walking towards then passing them as phos moved back inside with a sigh.

“i’m...such a disturbance.” their ears perked as cinnabar’s eyes were cracked open, glittering by the moon’s shine through the hole window. “first humans, now deer people...why did you have to take me?” they choked up lightly as phos moved to their side, petting the tears lightly off their cheeks. “i promise, i won’t let anyone hurt you cinny.”

“avoiding the question.” they chuckled lightly as their eyes moved to close. “it’s alright, i’m...too cowardly to hear the reason.” they mumbled as they fell asleep, phos petting them as the moon continued to shine on the two.

#houseki no kuni #land of the lustrous #hnk #lotl #kingdom of gems #au #fanfiction #hnk faun au #i made this #the pink one speaks

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chatnoirishott · 5 years

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Runaway

Chatnoir thought it was a nice night to go visit Marinette, he loved going over their and just talking to her. He felt he could tell her anything, although he hasn't been over their in a month or so, hes been pretty busy.

He landed on her deck and popped his head through the skylight, he saw Marinette putting things into her backpack and putting her shoes on. He jumped down into her room and sat on her bed.

Chatnoir: hey purrincess, whatcha doin?

Marinette seemed startled by the black cat.

Marinette: oh nothing much, just about to run away, dont tell anybody you saw me

Before chat could reply she climbed out the skylight and was on the deck, it was a nice night out, not a cloud in the sky.

But chatnoir was right behind her, and he grabbed her arm before she climbed down the railing into the street.

Chatnoir: running away? Why?

Marinette sighed, she sat down, knowing chatnoir wouldn't leave her alone until she explained herself.

Marinette: well technically I'm not running away, I'm 18 now so it's legal, but its lila, she hates me and has everybody else hating me too. Even alya hates me, my parents are mad at me, and all my class mates wont talk to me.

Chatnoir has noticed that Marinette has been quiet in school, but he didnt think much of it till now.

Marinette: lila lies alot, and whenever I uncover the truth about it, everybody else hates me more. Lila even started spreading nasty rumors about me, even my parents heard about it and grounded me, but they are all un true.

Chatnoir had heard all these rumors she was talking about, now he felt guilty for even thinking Marinette would do any of those things.

Chatnoir: but are you really gonna run away? It's not safe! Wont you be in trouble?

Marinette: its Friday so I dont have school for 2 more days, and my parents will just let me sit in my room, because I'm grounded. By the time anybody notices I left I'll be long gone.

Chatnoir: but it's so dangerous, being alone this late

Marinette stood up, started climbing onto the railing and said " I can handle my self" before jumping down, making no sound as she landed. She began to walk into the park, chat jumped down too and walked beside her, not knowing what to say.

Marinette stopped walking and politely asked chat to leave her alone, before she continued walking.

He decided not to listen to her, and too just follow her, from a distance.

She walked all the way down to the river, by Julkakas moms boat house. She knocked on a window and when the window opened, arms pulled her in.

He was curious to what she was doing at julakas, he went by the window and peeked in. It wasnt julakas room, it was Lukas room. It appeared she was saying goodbye to him. Chat tried to make out what words he could, all he heard was Marinette say somthing about the train. Than he heard some shuffling and the window opening, he quickly jumped out of sight, and saw luka climb out the window, than he helped Marinette out and they begun walking to the train station together, chat followed them, and watched them get onto the last train of the night, he couldnt believe they were acctually running away. And their wasnt anything he could do about it.

He was on his way back when he checked his baton and noticed he had one voicemail from yesterday from ladybug. He clicked on it and listened to the message. " hey chat, it's me, ladybug...anyway I just wanted to tell you that...I'm moving away...sorta...I'm running away, but im 18 now so I'm not technically running away...but I wont be taking the miraculous with me...I know your gonna miss me..I'll miss you too...but this is somthing i really need to do..outside of being ladybug there really is no need for me to be in Paris anymore, nobody cares for me now...they all belive these horrible lies...and well I just cant be around it anymore...I'll be safe dont worry...and I'm going with a good friend so he'll protect me too. I just wanted to let you know that you were an awsome partner, the best..and I'm sorry that this is how it has to be..and I'm turning in my miraculous to master Fu tonight..so I wont be able to see you again...I'm really gonna miss you, and your stupid puns, and my kwami too...I've really grown fond of having her around..but I wont be able to take her where I'm going...well im not really into goodbyes, so see you later alligator". And that was all. That was it. The end of them. He felt as though his whole world was falling apart, he felt so sad...so alone...two important people in his life..gone..in the blink of an eye..

He sadly walked home, not saying anything when he de-transformed, he just laid on his bed and pulled the covers over himself, in a cave of sadness. Plagg didnt know what to say, but he laid on top of adriens shoulder, purring, soothing the sad boy.

#miraculous #marinette #miraculouscomics #chatnoir #ladybug #miraculous ladybug #miraculouscomic #miraculousmemes #lol #luka

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ivyjjk-blog · 6 years

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Jikook Osaka Analysis

So a while back, someone messaged me, asking me to analyse the osaka vlive, at first I wasn't sure whether I wanted to or not since I have so much planned but then my taekook post was taking too long so I figured i'd just get this out of the way. Everyone is aware of the infamous Osaka Vlive there has been so much analysis about it which I have read but I have to disagree. I don't think Jimin was in that hotel room with jungkook. Ofcourse u're free to believe what you want but lets be realistic for a second.

So the vlive starts with taehyung in his hotel room and he decides to go to another member's room, at this point many people think he messaged jungkook and he probably did but we all know jungkook has a habit of ignoring any sort of texts or calls, the person who replies to taehyung is actually another member, most likely jin with jungkook's room number. So for the people saying jungkook knew tae was coming yet still asked "who is it", well that theory is debunked. Once tae is outside the room he knocks and calls "jungkookah, now here alot of people say they heard "jimin" but actually that's not the case, jungkook says "who is it" twice and tae replies with "i'm on v app" to which jk makes an exasperated sound like someone would say "tsck" which can easily be confused with "chim". If u don't believe me ask any k-armys who aren't jikook shippers they'll say the same infact in Korea it’s common for us to use such an expression to relay our feelings. Or he could literally be trying to say something but cuts himself off. Wouldn't you be annoyed if u finally unravelled in your personal space after a hectic day and then were expected to talk to thousands of fans in a dishevelled appearance?

Now the next prominent thing people were asking was why jungkook was listening to such a song, naked without any lights on. First of all the lights weren't close, he had the lamp on and frankly at night you don't need all the lights on, secondly i don't know about u but i tend not to wear many clothes at night when i’m alone on my own, he most likely wasn’t totally naked, probably wearing shorts which is why we don't see his crotch imprint through his gown, majority of people tend not to wear many clothes at night hence why he took long opening the door. Also who doesn't listen to music on their own, he probably had a playlist playing sexy, fun, pop songs etc. No "he wasn't eating bread naked in his room". In my opinion and I could be wrong I believe (since I've done so myself many times) he was alone on his bed, probably shirtless, on his phone whilst listening to music just like anyone else would and having the occasional snack on the trolley in his room which every hotel provides (fun fact on the trolley there was a lot of food but plate and cup for one person) which if u actually try to be unbiased makes perfect sense. About why he still had makeup on, just think about how many times u left ur makeup on? he probably would've washed it off right before going to bed. He himself says to tae he hadn't washed up yet so most likely he was planning to laze about in bed Probably browsing online whilst eating+listening to music and then wash up+sleep. Makes more sense than their grand plan to hide jimin in the toilet.

Now to debunk a few quick "proofs" that white phone is jungkook's he puts it on the table after putting a song on bluetooth, it's well known jungkook has a black and white phone, also in the vlive the next day u can see jimin's phone is longer if u compare the screen sizes. Now for the shoes, the hotel room has it's own pair of small fluffy black sandals that we see by the bed, we also see jungkook's own shoes, now the black pumps near the suitcase are actually tae's pause at 7:07 and u can actually see tae is wearing them. and for the people saying the jacket on the chair in jimins...... i mean come on people it's just a black pile how on earth do u have any way of knowing its jimins? You can’t see any detail on it, u can’t see the size so how can u determine it's jms?

Moving on at 7:59 we apparently hear a door nob turning and shippers thought it was jimin who was supposedly hiding in the bathroom... actually the desk on the left side of the bed actually has a door like drawer and jungkook actually simply opened that making that sound. Also whilst there he presses some sort of master button that turns the light in the bathroom on, I know this because when jungkook is kneeling near the desk at 7:57, there's a click and he makes the "oh" sound in the next instance u can see the ceiling light near the curtain have also turned on and the whole room appears visibly brighter. He by mistake turned all the lights on, just pause at 7:58 u can clearly see all the ceiling lights turned on which weren’t before.

For the next part i have 2 theories First one: so whilst jk is still fiddling around with something on the desk tae lies down on the bed and when jungkook turns around he expects to see tae sititng on the edge on the bed but he's lying down so his immediate reaction is "oh u scared me". no seriously think about it, how many times have u gotten surprised by someone being in a different position than u imagine, he was looking at tae upside down from where he was standing it's very likely that's why he got shocked rather than jimin coming out of the bathroom. lets say it was jimin, why did tae not react? or even look in his direction? why would jungkook react so loudly if he knew jimin was there and was trying to hide him? My second theory is simply that some one-could be manager, another member or even hotel staff came in to maybe ask about something or inquire if they needed anything which startled jungkook since when tae cam in he didn't lock the door. like let's say jimin was hiding in the bathroom, why wouldn’t tae quickly go back making some sort of excuse? Yes u can fantasize saying tae was "teasing" them and what not but do u have any idea how reckless that would be? What if they'd been caught? they couldn't afford any such mistakes at that time and to imply that tae would be so careless or that jungkook wouldn't warn the hyungs before hand is frankly very silly. Futhermore if they were together then when tae comes he could simply say him and jimin were hanging out , who would doubt that? he didn;t need to hide him, he didn't need to say "im not wearing any clothes", it doesn't add up. Also if jm was hiding in the toilet we would definitely hear some sort of sound, their were bounts of quietness many times during the Iive and if there was another living being in the room we WOULD hear SOMETHING. Also “oh u said scared me” frankly sounds like jk, it's more high-pitched than that one time jimin says it, u're entitled to think it's jimin but that's highly unlikely

9:10 apparently alot of ppl saw the door on the right closing but clearly it's just the camera angles since the light refelctions don't change one bit u see it's still half open when tae's going back. About jk singing dear no one at someone near the bed and tae pointing there, honestly just watch the live again, jk looks in many directions, we know him as a shy boy, obviously when singing to thousands of fans in english he's gonna be a bit shy, even when he's talking in interviews he tends to look around and fix his attention on one spot. If there was someone there then we would've seen them when tae is going back, others say he was looking at jm who was hdiding in the toilet rather than near the bed, again that makes no sense. Also tae was pointing and moving his hand throughout the song, he wasn’t “pointing at jimin”.

Whilst they’re singing there's another click? that's actually tae's foot hitting the locks on the suitcase. I know this all sounds too convenient but so does the analysis about jimin being in the room, infact that's more unlikely than this. and tbh I've experienced these things myself so I’m able to think logically about what could cause these sounds and how these reactions can be explained. Also pay attention to the bed at 7:46 only the left side bears signs of messiness, the pillows slightly less fluffy and the cushion a bit downturned and the duvet has ripples in it, im sure if both jm and jk were doing the nasty they would need more than half of the bed. Yes jk tried to clean it before tae came in but the right side looks immaculate, doesn't bear the signs of being hastily cleaned like the left side.

When tae mentions jm at 13:44 jk gives no reaction at all now think about it if he was hididng jm and was scared about them being found out would he be so nonchalant? No not at all he would at least jerk at the mention and not be so placid. the "are u going to jms now" is so nonchalant its just not realistic for him to act like that if he jm was in the room and tae wouldn't say he’s going there to tease him, if that’s code for something then "jin is taking a bath right now" must be code for something too, jk must be hiding jin in his room wow. Moving on analysing the timeframe of tae leaving the room vs jk closing the door is so silly, tae is going at a snails pace and he’s talking to jk, he even stops in between at 13:52, also he has to open the door which takes another 2 seconds so it's no surprise really that he left the room in 15 seconds and jk closed the door in 6 seconds.

Then tae goes to his own room. yes he said he was gonna go to jms but he either changed his mind(like we all do) or wanted to get something from his room before going there (the possibilities are endless). Outside his room tae makes that face since he forgot his room card/keys inside so now he's locked out and that sound u hear at 14:13 is NOT jimin or jungkook. tae's room is pretty far from jungkook's room there's no way we could hear it, there’s alot of people talking in the hallway also it doesn't even sound like them. We don't even hear his room door opening again so how could they have come out to "scold" tae. The slight door opening sound u hear at 14:11 can be anyone's room there were so many people whispering in the corridor it's not unlikely that it was another guest's room. Then he closes his live to try to find another way to get into his room but before that why on earth would jm and jk come out to confront tae knowing he's still live if they went through all that trouble to hide? it's just not realistic.

The next day apparently jimin was "petty" towards tae and jk had scolded tae too, if u watch tht vlive they both tell u why, I mean sure u can play connect the dots but that won't make it true, correlation is not causation

And for the peope saying jk was annoyed at tae for barging into his room, excuse me but he was tired, it was late, they probably has a long day and he wanted his own space, he was in no way annoyed “at tae”, more at the situation. Also lets not act like he wasn't this annoyed or even more at jimin when he crashed his interview just saying. even if u love some one and are dating them (not saying taekook are) you still need ur personal space and there are times u want to be left alone, and since Jung kook is an introvert that is even more likely.

#bts #jikook #jikook analysis #taekook #osaka vlive

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xenoxxe · 6 years

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Over the years, I’ve gotten attached and shoved to the ground, lost alot of loved ones and had many bad encounters. But I’m alive.

In grade 3, I thought the world around me was crumbling. I noticed I was different from all of the other kids. I just wanted to sit alone in the playground. They played war, dinosaurs, house, champ and roadkill. Roadkill. I felt a relation to that “game”. There were 4 swings over a large area, all semi close together. We had people swinging as high and fast as they possibly could. There were kids that had to run between them and make it to the end without getting hit. If I got hit, it reminded me of the bullies. They shoved me down to the ground with all of their force and hurt me. It was a never ending game. But I’m alive.

As well in grade 3 was my first encounter with “crushes”. I had a crush on this one boy who liked me back. We became close and hung out alot, until about the middle of the year when a new boy showed up. We became best friends with him as well and he began to hang out with us everyday. He always told me that I was “so cute” and that he “really liked” me. Towards the end of the year, things started changing. They both got more rude and aggressive towards me. The first boy punched me and broke my nose that day. On the last day of grade 3, they stood at the lockers with me until we were the last three there. I think that they thought it was funny or something, but they touched me in places that should’ve never been touched and ran off. But I’m alive.

In grade 4, I met a girl. We had so much in common and became instant best friends. She was my go-to for everything. There were so many times where she would come to me crying because of her mom. The one time at school, her mom threw her phone in a dumpster and smashed it. Of course, being the amazing bff I was, I helped dumpster dive for that dumb phone. We ended up getting the cops called on us because some people though we were homeless, which I guess isn’t such a bad memory. But that’s where the toxicity started. But I’m alive.

In grade 5, I figured out more about her. She was a thief and a liar. She stole from my teacher whenever lunch time came by. I know it isn’t much, but she stole ring pops and all sorts of candy from our teacher. I knew it was wrong, yet I never said a word because I was scared of what would happen. A time came where she finally got caught though. She lied and blamed me for the theft. Although they had clear proof that she was the thief, I still got in trouble for it. Yes I understand why I got in trouble as I never spoke up about it happening, but I wish that I wouldn’t have had the blame placed on me. But I’m alive.

In grade 5 as well, I had a bigger friend group. But not the good type of group. There was 4 others aside from me. We would hang out all the time, even if I knew that it wasn’t a good idea. Alot of the things we did were dumb and pointless. We set fires around town and at school, we would skip class, we were rude and mocked the teachers etc. There was the one day though that it started to get a little more out of control. They went behind the building by the music room window. They threw pudding, oatmeal, fruit, they spit and threw snow and dirt all over the window. They did get the cops called on them for vandalism and were forced to remove it immediately.

In grade 6, (I’m gonna skip alot of things that happened) I was so happy at the beginning of the year. Everything just seemed to set in to place and school was going great. About halfway through the year, I started to slip a little bit, but I wasn’t letting my guard down. Eventually, we went on a 2 day field trip to a place about 4 hours away from home. It was lots of fun, but also devastating. I went zip lining for the first time and helped my friend over his fear, which was great. Later that night though, my best friend and her boyfriend were planning on doing “the nasty”. I’m not sure if that ever actually happened or not, but it’s disgusting to think about.

Later that year, I lost my best friend for quite a long time and fell into a depressed state. I didn’t really care about much happening around me because I was so used to the taunting and teasing that it just felt natural. I once again, sat alone. A few weeks passed by and my luck just kept decreasing day by day. I remember the one day after gym, everyone was putting volleyball equipment away and they had accidentally dropped the metal pole that held the nets up. It hit me in the head and I remember collapsing on the ground before blacking out.

At the very end of grade 6, they played a slideshow of memories we made together. I couldn’t wait to get out of that school. I went home that day still very upset about everything that had happened at that school, and that marked the day I first cut myself. I knew that like any other high school, they would mix kids from different schools together. I was very excited to get out of that dumb school and head straight to grade 7.

In grade 7, everything was worse. I knew nobody and my anxiety skyrocketed. Eventually I made friends throughout the classes and became close with some of them. Halfway through the year, I began skipping my classes with my friend. We’d go to her house and hang out everyday. We made up excuses as to why we were late or not at school for the other half of the day. I met this one boy who I had my eyes on in particular, but our friend group didn’t seem very supportive. I never really got over him, it ended up being a crush that existed for years. I started making more friends on the internet. I met these 2 wonderful people about a couple months apart. The boy was very nice to me and loved me to the moon and back. We talked all day and skyped all night. Although some nights he was very sad. When I lost contact with him, I became less aware of my surroundings and more focused on hurting myself. I blamed myself for him leaving my side although it wasn’t permanent. I hurt myself alot in grade 7.

A couple months after the boy, I met a girl. She was lovely and wonderful. She was my definition of beautiful. Although she herself could not see how beautiful she was. I stayed friends with her for about 2 years before we had a really big fight one night. I told her I never wanted to hear from her or see her again. Eventually, I said something that I should have never said. I told her to kill herself. I told her she was a waste of time and space. I can’t go into detail without saying specific info, but she is no longer on this Earth today. I blame myself every day for that. I fell into an even deeper hole.

In grade 8, my best friend had just gotten together with another dude after 13 other failed relationships. She told me everything that happened between them, even if I didn’t want to hear it. All of the sex, smoking, drinking that came along with, I didn’t care about. Halfway through the year, I met a boy who came from another country. Eventually I got together with him after bonding for a few months. I was with him for about 8 months. He was about 2 years older than me and at first, everything was fine, the months coasted by. But around the 6th month, he started acting different. Like what I had provided wasn’t enough. He wanted sex and sexual interaction. I did not and I made sure he knew that. But he didn’t handle no very well.

Eventually my parents found out what was going on from his mom and they stepped in. I managed to get out of the relationship fine and was able to stop talking to him completely. Although I had gotten in a giant fight with my parents about not telling them sooner, eventually leading to physical harm and a long grounding. Whenever I got bored, I seemed to rely on self harm. I liked the feeling and I liked the pain.

In grade 9, I reconnected with an old friend. I mainly had just internet friends at the time and was always texting or on Skype with them. I didn’t care about interactions in person because they scared me and I wasn’t interested. My best friend slept with multiple guys and would tell me about STI’s she got from one and the pills she needed. She ended up getting pregnant and both times getting an abortion.

Eventually I was introduced to someone who became very special to me. The day I met him, we began bonding alot. About 2 weeks later, I went to go see him in real life for the first time because he had hurt himself. I called it the “Hug and run”. I ended up doing it twice that day. He texted me later that night with a message that said, “Thank you for stopping by today.. I really needed it because I was planning on killing myself.. I’m not as happy as I seem. But thank you so much.” I later ended up being together with him for over half a year.

There were lots of nights where he was upset, but most of them were spent skyping. There was one night where he wasn’t feeling well emotionally. He snuck out to meet up with me and when he went back home, he could not get back in. He got caught and his mom blamed me for everything that happened. I was called multiple different names and harassed. It was painful losing him but everything is all okay between us now. Although we don’t talk very often anymore, we still check on one another’s state of well being. I appreciate him very much.

Going into grade 10, I got together with a boy. Now this had been my worst year for sure. I was with him for about 4 months. It was constant fighting and crying myself to sleep. There were alot of times where it felt like I was nothing. There was a night where my “best friend” sent photos and videos of me and another guy to him after we had been broken up. She started rumors saying that I had sex with that guy at the party. The boy I broke up with started harassing me more and more and eventually tried blackmailing me and my friends. I don’t exactly like to talk about him, but he sure fucked me up.

I was hurting myself alot throughout those months. I felt like nobody cared. When I started the semester, I was a complete wreck and was very, very scared of people around me. Eventually we got a seating plan in a class which later became my favourite. I sat across from a blonde girl who was so sweet and loving. I love her so much and I hope I never lose her because she is so supportive and encouraging. I also sat beside a pink haired (at the time) girl who was kind of like me. She had so much in common with me and we bonded right away. I’d never want to lose her because she is so important to me. They are both very beautiful,caring and intelligent. I also sat with a friend I knew previously. I considered him a brother to me. I couldn’t imagine my life without them and they are l so important to me.

I started playing in a Dungeons and Dragons campaign with some of my best friends for over 10 years. Eventually the DM wanted another girl to join the campaign, so I invited my pink haired friend to join because I found out she also liked D&D. She joined the campaign, followed by my grade 7 crush that always seemed to exist but I couldn’t admit. We all love getting together to have a session. I really feel like it brings us all closer. Its like those people will be my friends for the rest of my life.

Eventually at one point in time, my crush and I started actually talking again. One thing led to another and I couldn’t be happier. All good things come with time. I really love all my friends I have right now, old and new. I also love the fact that I got a shot with Varyss. Life really does have a hopeful undertone.

I’m sorry for leaving out alot of important details and stuff but I didn’t wanna make this super long… I mean I already did but that’s okay. I may end up writing more depending on my mood but for now I think I’m going to leave it at this. Thanks for reading/half reading or scrolling past lol. ❤

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ask-the-morning-crew-blog · 7 years

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FNAF Drabble #3

This was alot of fun to write this becaus I feel like I got to develope my characters better and sort of give a better idea of Kyle’s and Samantha’s whole relationship towards eachother. I also had fun writing @mysticbaconslice’s Juan because he’s such a cute character and he’s so thoughtful.

Juan ran down the streets trying to get away.

He knew it was a bad idea and normally he didn’t pick fights with older kids…normally he didn’t pick fights at all, but they were just being so disrespectful Emilia. He couldn’t just stand there and watch.

That’s how he ended up bloody battered and bruised running for his life from kids that were two times his size.

He wasn’t even sure where he was running to just that he if he let these boys catch him…he didn’t want to think about that.

Juan was about to lose all hope, when a neon sign flickering to life caught his eye, as he slipped into the nosy atmosphere of the pizzeria.

He weaved his way through the crowds praying the older boys wouldn’t find him but apparently, he wasn’t that lucky, because suddenly he was being spun around to face them. This was it he was going to die and end up one of those kids dumped in an ally way.

He squeezed his eyes shut waiting for the inevitable, when he felt a firm hand on his should,” Juan my man where have you been.” He opened his eyes slowly, looking up to find Kyle with a tense smile on his face on his face,” Your late, you can play with your friends later.” He said.

Juan couldn’t help but feel extremely relieved as the man pulled him away from the older boys who were looking disappointed.

Kyle took him into a back room blowing out a sigh of relief,” That kid, was too close.” He told him glad that he found the boy before things escalated any further.

“Yo Sam, you back here,” He called out,” The kids bleeding.” Kyle said, hearing a crash and some curse words.

“I swear to god Kyle.” The girl came stumbling out looking a bit disheveled,” What the fuck did you even do.” Samantha asked her eyes briefly flicking to Juan before glaring at him.

Kyle rolled his,” Why do you always assume I did something?” He grumbled,” I found the kid like this was about to get pummeled by some nasty little punks.”

Groaning Samantha rubbed her temples,” Okay whatever just get him situated in the back, I’ll go grab the first aid kit I guess.” She said leaving them alone together once more.

“You heard the woman lets go get you situated.” He said taking him into her office getting him sat down on her work bench while they waited for her to return with the first aid kit.

It was a few minutes before she brought back the first aid kit, and bag of ice wrapped in an oil stained rag,” It’s clean put that on your eye.” She told him gesturing to the black eye.

Juan did as he was told avoiding eye contact as she tended to his split lip, nervous thoughts making his stomach churn until he couldn’t keep them inside anymore,” You’re not going to tell my Papa are you!!?” He blurted out, flushing bright red.

Kyle snorted,” Oh yeah, we totally are he’s gonna be so mad, maybe he’ll hate you.” He rattled of sarcastically, scrolling through something on his phone.

Samantha head snapped up glaring at the older boy, as Juan visibly paled, “Kyle!” She scolded him,” He’s not going to hate you,” She comforted the boy,” He’d probably prefer you to come home a little less bloody no.”

“No, he expects more blood, he wants you to kill a man.” Kyle chimed in earning a groan from Samantha,” Don’t you have tables to bus, dick for brains.”

A smirk found its way onto his face,” I’m on break.” He said looking up from his phone,” Besides you can’t say you’re a little curious about how our perfect boy Juan got into fight.”

Juan felt a little awkward sitting in the middle of this, he wondered absent mindedly if this was how people acted like when they liked each other.

She sighed rolling her eyes,” Foot up.” She told Juan, receiving a strange look from him,” Don’t think I didn’t see you limp in here, you’re not fooling anyone.”

Juan rolled his eyes doing as he was told, as she carefully removed his shoe wincing as his whole foot throbbed.

Tugging off his sock she frowned at the purplish bruising,” It looks a little swollen but at most it’s just a sprain, I’m surprised you made it all the way here on the thing.” She said, pulling out some bandages carefully wrapping it with skilled hands.

“You should probably stay off it still if you don’t want to make it worst.” She said, chewing on her lip a little as she worked.

Juan watched her work curious,” I thought you were an engineer, how come you know so much about medicine?” He asked.

A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth,” Yes but my mother’s a nurse, she started nursing school when I started middle school.” She explained,” Well she had to practice on someone so I was her guinea pig.” She said smiling fondly.

“Alright your turn, how did you end up getting into a fight?” She asked him, Kyle chiming in with an,” I told you so.” Making her roll her eyes,” Well I’m going to have to call his dad at some point to come get him or he’s going to worry.”

Juan bit his lip chewing on it,” Oye, no biting or it’s going to start bleeding again.” She scolded him, making him jump a little.

He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly,” Well there’s this girl I’m…friends with at school and these guys were being jerks to her…”

Samantha waved him off,” Ah say no more I get it.” She told him wanting to spare him from telling all the awkward details.

“Awww of coarse it’s something as boring as chivalry,” Kyle grumbled, “I was hoping the story would at least be a little more exciting.” He whined.

Glaring at him threateningly she growl,” Kyle I swear to god if you don’t shut up I’m going to come over there and slap you.

Kyle snorted clearly un-phased by her threats,” Yeah yeah, at least tell me you got a good punch in kid.” He asked the boy.

“Of course.” He grinned mischievously.

Samantha groaned exasperated,” You two are impossible.” She said leaving the room to call Pablo so he could come get his son before Kyle corrupted his soul any further.

#juan ramerez #appliance alliance #five nights at freddy's #Oc's #fun little piece

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prompt-master · 7 years

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A Quick Fight

#voltron #klance #vld #fanfic

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treehug · 7 years

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feel free to do and not do this as you like!

tagged by @minty-starry-nights Thank you so much for tagging me!! I’m super honored ;-;

Answer these 85 statements and tag 20 people.

the last … 1. drink: Nestle orange flavored water 2. phone call: online friendo! 3. text message: my brother 4. song you listened to: Oral Cigarettes- “Starget” 5. time you cried: i cut onions an hour ago 6. dated someone twice: back 5 years ago 7. kissed someone and regretted it: I dont do kisses i dont want to catch cavities 8. been cheated on: 3 years ago 9. lost someone special: right now. though I like to think I haven’t lost them completely for my sake. 10. been depressed: depression is my nature lmao 11. gotten drunk and thrown up:5 months ago

favorite colors 12. to wear - fancy and funk strange colors that clash 13. black 14. white with character prints

in the last year have you… 15. made new friends: yes 16. fallen out of love: nope still in love with the same person 17. laughed until you cried: yes. vietnamese practice calls on sleepover calls. 18. found out someone was talking about you: im famous and everyone loves me so ofc 19. met someone who changed you: Yes. in love with them. 20. found out who your friends are: I only become friends with people who are my friends 21. kissed someone on your facebook list: physically or online kiss?

general 22. how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life:like all of them except like 3 23. do you have any pets: I am the pet. Wait can I have serp @kimishitaatsushi 24. do you want to change your name: yes call me Mr. Perfect and Rohan is my middle name 25. what did you do for your last birthday: i dont remember. My birthday is coming up on the 7th tho!! 26. what time did you wake up: so early 11:30am 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: BREEDING BUNNIES CUZ OF @wabutan 28. name something you can’t wait for: my best friend to come back 29. when was the last time you saw your mom: a month ago 31. what are you listening to right now: CHILLEdren- Kagamine Ren 32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: my friends dad 33. something that is getting on your nerves: i am everything on my nerves 34. most visited website: google cuz idk anything 35. hair colour: platinum blonde like Edda 36. long or short hair: short 37. do you have a crush on someone: always have it on the same person 38. what do you like about yourself: im perfect 39. piercings: 1 callus ring, two lobes on each, industrial through the conch on the other ear (its new!) 40. blood type: edible and salty 41. nickname: Edda, KK, Shames, Gin ,doggo, pupper, pup, Serp’s cult follower, Moheji, Domozenigatadesu, Nigguhdelic, Jackintosh, 42. relationship status: dating myself <3 43. zodiac: cancer cuz im cancer 44. pronouns: he/him 45. favourite tv show: anime 46. tattoos:no inkd 47. right or left handed: ambidextrous 48. surgery: no but i went to the ER for constipation 49. piercing: ah yes i have 34 nipple piercings and a tassled nose ring on my dick 50. sport: I-roll-alot-in-bed 51. vacation: no money and school ;-; 52. pair of trainers: whats trainers

more general 53. eating: my soul 54. drinking: this nasty nestle orange water 55. i’m about to: bust a nutt (no im gonna draw Magi otp) 56. waiting for: my love to come back from the war 57. want: money and movie calls 58. get married: I’d like to keep my own real estate and not split something in a divorce so no. 59. career: optometrist 60. hugs or kisses: i want hed pets but hugs are okay 61. lips or eyes: what....are you going to do with them 62. shorter or taller: are we talking about dogs. I like tall dogs. 63. older or younger: i dont want younger dogs cuz they’re more hyper and harder to care for right. 64. nice arms or nice stomach: nice stomach 65. hook up or relationship: if you pay me for either or both ill take the offer 66. troublemaker or hesitant: im a hesitant troublemaker 67. kissed a stranger: yes we paid this killer whale to kiss me when I was still innocent and 8 yrs old 68. drank hard liquor: i only drink hardcore bourbon stuff. no lighties 69. lost glasses/contact lenses: no cuz i keep my glasses safe by not using the 70. turned someone down: for what 71. sex on the first date: i dont want to have sex (for free) 72. broken someone’s heart: I don’t know....wish not 73. had your heart broken: once and forever 74. been arrested: not yet 75. cried when someone died: yeah. 76. fallen for a friend: yeah

do you believe in … 77. yourself: HELL YES IM PERF OKAY LISTEN YALL 78. miracles: you mean me? 79. love at first sight: yes anime characters 80. santa claus: yes. someone give me presents imagoodboi 81. kiss on the first date: gulps. if you’re hot. and I’m not ugly. 82. angels: no only Poet from popn. OR ME. AM I AN ANGLE

other 83. current best friend’s name: EVEryone knoWs sO I dONT GOTTA SAY IT 84. eye colour: non existent eyes 85. favourite movie: YOUR NAME IS (KIMI NO NAWA) and SILENT VOICE (KOE NO KATACHI)

I tag (those who have been tagged above) @wabutan, @kimishitaatsushi, @vampirevocalistyuli, @leaderoftheblack-earedbunnies, @superchaomusou, @transmzd, @ookami-prince

#let me know if you guys dont want this kind of thing (as usual)#tagged by someone!!!!!!#I CANT BELIEVE I GOT TAGGED I THOUGHT IT WAS A MISTAKE AT FIRST #SO HAPPY

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sarahjane0886 · 7 years

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The Road to Us 1

Book 1 - Can I Trust You With My Heart - Chapter 1 - Questions & Long Talks (This series will have 4 Books, each spanning the different segments of their journey, With the exception of the final piece of the final book, this is completely written. Enjoy!)

The past 6 months had been filled with the hectic schedule of Season 18 of DWTS, summer obligations and Sway. The group had two weeks before Season 19 cast announcements were made. Peta had opted to stay for a few extra days after Sway to spend some time with Nicole. It had been awhile since she had gotten some one on one girl time with her best friend. They spent the first few days hanging out doing a bunch of nothing just catching up. On the fourth day Nicole had two work meetings that she needed to attend so she left Peta to her own devices promising she'd be back for dinner. Peta was just coming out of the shower when she heard her phone signal she had a text.

'Hey, I heard you were still in town and wondered if you'd get lunch with me? I wanted to talk to you about something.' Peta flopped down on the edge of the bed as she read Maks's text over and over and over. She wasn't sure how to respond. After their nasty breakup which left her trying to repair her heart for months, she was leery of time alone with him. Sure they had done Season 18 together, danced in Sway together, as well as a couple other appearances, but as much as Peta knew what her heart wanted she wasn't sure she could take letting their friendship go beyond professional levels again. She decided she'd dry her hair first before answering him. Once she was done she had made up her decision.

'Sure, let me know what time and where.' She said as she hoped she wasn't making a mistake.

'How about that little cafe on 7th and West? In like a half hour? I can come to Nicole's or meet you there?'

'That works, umm its up to you on where you're meeting me tho.'

'I'll meet you at Nicole's, we can walk there.'

'Sounds good, see you in a half hour.' Peta chucked her phone on the bed and began to scurry around figuring out what she was wearing and her hair and makeup. At one point she scolded herself for wanting to look nice for him but convinced herself she just wanted to look nice in general. Eventually she settled for a black over-sized t-shirt that fell off her shoulder, denim shorts, a long colored necklace and her black ankle sandals. She did her makeup quick and simple and waited in the living room for Maks to buzz in. When he did she met him down in the lobby.

"You look nice." He said as he leaned into kiss her check, noticing her flinch slightly before letting him give his usual greeting.

"Thank you, you too." Peta smiled as her nerves hit an all time high.

"Let's head on out." Maks said opening the door for her and leading her out. They began walking down the street in silence and Peta suddenly got nervous that this was gonna be awkward as all get out.

"So you have any hopes for a specific partner this season?" Maks said breaking the silence.

"No not really, I mean I obviously would like someone who was willing to work and be a good asset to the show but there's no one in particular that I'm really pushing for. And further more we don't even know they are calling me back yet."

"What? Are you serious? They'd be crazy to not call you back right now. You're like the hottest most popular girl on there."

"Thanks but I think a lot of people would disagree."

"Like who?"

"Half the fans, they either love me or despise me. It's quite ridiculous at times."

"You just gotta ignore the mean ones, they are just miserable humans who are jealous of your amazingness and your accomplishments."

"You sound like you could be my campaign poster. Shouldn't you be rooting for your brother?"

"I am, but that doesn't mean I can't root for you too. You're my friend and you're part of our family." Peta was ready to say something more but they had arrived at the cafe so they headed and got a table. They discussed the menu options and ended up picking two meals to split cause Peta couldn't make up her mind. They continued to talk easily over their meals keeping their old rhythm between normal topics and teasing the others. Peta felt herself pull back a few times as the voice in her head was fighting the normalcy and comfort she felt in this moment. She'd then immediately sink back into the normalcy. They finished up and Maks went to take the bill.

"Hey let me do my half." Peta protested immediately.

"Let me do this one please, I invited you, you can invite me next time and I'll let you get it."

"How thoughtful of you, but fine that just means you're stuck with my ass again."

"I think I don't mind that. I'll be right back." He said taking the bill and going to the counter to pay. He returned and waited for her to stand up and they headed out. "You wanna walk for a bit?"

"Sure you said you had something to talk to me about?" She said quietly.

"Yeah, let's go down to that park down the block and we'll hang there for a bit if that's okay." Peta agreed and they headed their in silence. Maks' nerves escalated because of what he wanted to talk to her about. Peta's head was spinning at what he wanted to ask her. Finally they got to the park and found a bench away from the chaos of the families, children and everything.

"Sooo...." Maks trailed off as his nerves got the best of him.

"Yes..." As she pulled her legs up on the bench and tucked into her self.

"I'm going back out to LA for the fall and I'm going to start living out there for a good majority of my time."

"That's great news, do you have stuff going on out there? Any jobs?"

"Well yeah a couple small things. But that's not what I wanted to talk to you about."

"Okay well what is it?" She said as she began to fiddle with a loose string on her shirt.

"I miss you...I miss us." Maks blurted out.

"Uhhh...." Peta trailed off as she looked at him. He jumped in quickly trying to cover up the ridiculous way he blurted that out.

"I know I have no right to ask this because I hurt you tremendously but the past two years without you have been horrible. I should have never left you the way I did and I miss everything about us, everything about you. The way you giggle, the way you snuggle in one last time before you fall asleep, and the way you fiddle when you're nervous, kinda like you're doing right now."

She froze and moved her hands to her lap, clasping them together.

"So like I said I know I have no right to ask you this but I was wondering if maybe I could have another chance with you, with us." Peta just stared at him as a million things raced through her mind.

"Maks...I don't...I can't....I need a minute." She stood up and walked away as tears filled her eyes. She shook her head as a trail of memories ran through her head from the night they broke up.

Peta was sitting in the living room waiting on Maks to come down for dinner. They had made plans to go out that night, wanting to celebrate on their own before the craziness of Valentines Day started. She had on a deep red dress with black heals and she had curled her hair. She was settled on the couch. She finally heard footsteps and stood up to look at her boyfriend. To her surprise he was still in sweats and a t-shirt.

"I can't do this anymore." He said looking at her.

"Do what anymore?" Peta said getting nervous. They had been fighting alot lately but she thought they had fixed everything.

"Us, you, this. I can't do it anymore." He said coldly.

"So you're dumping me?"

"That's usually what that means." He said as he glared at her.

"Just like that?!" She yelled at him.

"Just like that."

"You're not even going to give me a reason." She said as she tried to hold her composure."

"Well I don't really have to but it's clear that we aren't on the same page with anything. I want to move on with my life and career and I can't have you holding me down."

"Cause I do that?"

"You do if you're not on the same page as me, you're more interested in your spot on the show and all that. I want a family and I want to move away from the show. I can't do that with you.

"I never said I didn't want a family!"

"You did, when we talked about it. You don't want one."

"I don't want one right now! Maks I'm 26 years old! For god sakes, I have so much more in life to do before I have a family and children. That doesn't mean I don't want one a few years from now, just not right now."

"Whatever Peta. I don't care anymore. I'm done, with you, with us, with our fighting, and our different places in life."

"What in the hell do you want me to do right now?" She got pissed. She was scheduled to be in NYC for 2 more days before she had to fly back out to LA.

"I don't know. I don't care. I'm going to the gym. I'll be back in two hours. That should give you enough time to figure it out and to not be here when I get back." And with that he left her standing in the middle of his living room to figure out her life.

She shook her head as she came back to the present and noticed that he had moved beside her. He went to touch her and she pulled away.

"Don't Maks." She moved away and crossed her arms.

"I...okay." He said as he put his head down.

"Do you have any idea of how much you hurt me that night? I thought we were okay, I thought we were getting back on track and I was excited and then you came down and you were so mean and cold. I had no idea."

"I'm so..."

"Save it. Sorry isn't going to fix that one Maksim. You have no idea what it took for me to get past that. None."

"I may have talked to Nicole and Sharna."

"Hearing and seeing it are two different things. If I hadn't have had them and your brother and Kelly. I don't know where I'd be right now."

"I was selfish and arrogant and I didn't think about how it would affect you. I was only concerned with myself."

"You think?" She snapped at him.

"I'm different now though Peta. I promise. The past two years...they've changed me."

"How in the hell am i supposed to believe that? You think that one season on the show where we both have partners and a round a Sway where we dance together and I'm just going to trust you again?!"

"No, well, I don't know. I just wanted to ask for a chance, pretty..."

"Don't! You lost the right to call me that that night."

"You're right. I did. But will you let me please try to earn that right back?"

"Maks, I don't know if I can do that again. I can't get hurt like that again." The weight of the entire day fell upon her shoulders right then and she sank to the ground and pulled her knees into her chest. He knelt down beside her, sitting there quietly while he waited for her to collect herself. She finally looked up at him not sure what to say in that moment.

"Can I say something?" He asked quietly.

"Go ahead." She nodded.

"Okay, first, anything I said, about us, do you miss it? Do you still feel it? Aside from the fear I've put in you, is any of that still in there?" He said softly. If she said no that would be the end. He wouldn't push her for something she didn't feel anymore. She looked at him trying to decide if she should answer truthfully or just lie and be done with all this.

"Yes...but Maks..." He stopped her then putting up his hand. She stopped her murmuring and just looked at him.

"I know you can't go through that again. And you should have never had to in the first place. I should have never done that to you. And I know it doesn't fix it but I'm sorry. I truly honestly as much as I can be I'm sorry. Can we maybe just try to go slow? Be friends, hang out, do lunch dinner, talk on the phone sometimes, text each other when we want or need but nothing more than that until you're sure you're ready. Nothing else until I've proven to you I changed and that I won't do that to you again."

"What if it doesn't work?" She said softly as she looked at her toes.

"What if it does?" Maks said as he moved a little closer to her noticing she didn't flinch or pull away this time.

"I don't know Maks, I don't know." She leaned back against the tree as tears filled her eyes.

"Hey, P, don't cry."

"I don't want to. I promise. I really didn't think this was going to come out of your mouth today. I don't know what I really thought you'd want to talk about. It's a lot Maks and bringing back all those feelings. It hurts and I'm scared."

"Of me hurting you?"

"And the opposite, what if we do this and I can't do it and I hurt you?"

"That's a chance I'm willing to take."

"We have to go slow. Like super slow."

"I'm okay with that. You're in charge, you control the pace and if you get uncomfortable then we'll take a step back. You just have to promise you'll tell me if you need to slow down."

"I promise. I'll make sure you know, trust me."

"I do." He smiled at her and she gave him a weak smile back. He stood up and reached his hand out to her to help her up. Once they were standing he asked her another question timidly. "Can I give my friend a hug?"

"I think that would be okay." She smiled as she waited for him to open his arms.

"Come here you." He said as he gently pulled her into his arms.

"Don't hurt me Maks, please?" She whispered into his chest as she sunk into that familiar hug and smell of him.

"I won't Peta, I promise. We've got a long road ahead of us but I promise I will do my very very best to not hurt you."

"Hearing that is good enough for me, now how about we start this new journey with some ice cream?" She said with a tiny twinkle in her eye.

"You and your ice cream, let's go miss." He said as he let her out of his arms and they began to walk out of the park ready to try this again.

#chmergatroyd #chmergatroyd fanfiction #chmergatroyd fanfics #chmergs #Maksim Chmerkovskiy #peta murgatroyd #maks and peta #the road to us #can i trust you with my heart #book 1

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whimsically-ominously-auspice · 4 years

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Alex L: are you hoping Matt wont fight me this weekend?

Me: no. I'm hoping you'll fight him. Cause I'll know you'll win.

Alex: you think so?

Me: mmhmmm you always do

Alex: he's huge though baby

Me: well don't go for his Dick. He doesn't have one. But doesn't matter though Alex. I heard someone told him 10 people already had his name on Their fists. So you will be fine.

Alex: well im not using ten other people! Im just talking about me myself and I! Shit Saint Luches! She's gonna get me killed

Me: actually the group of 10 has more danger of being hurt unless they are to hold him down or stand in line. Because they don't have a chance to move when there's such a large group. You alone can totally kick his ass because you know how to move that lil ass. Remember that.

Alex: fucking pillow talk with Sabrina. Shit

Me: besides that baby You know he only got so big cause he was scared because he can't fight. And then he can't even touch the middle of his back anyway because hes got all them useless muscles.

Alex: really? They're useless? He can pick up a car

Me: brass knuckles you funky munky

Alex: You!!

Me: yeah. Gas monkey you used to drive for him. It was black and green lettering and I always sung it when I saw it

Alex: dam baby

Me: all the time. You like that huh?

Alex: Fuck babe

Me: and I remember, too

Alex: you're gonna make me cry

Me: you're gonna need to buy me a bra. I can't find mine

Alex: it's over there in the corner under that Like if shit or in the ... Is it in the hamper baby?

Me: I dont... Think so baby... I don't even... I haven't worn one in like... Since October?

Alex: i noticed

Me: old lady titties. You shouldn't be looking .. Leave them poor old things alone..them old hippie drippies look like they ain't seen a bra in their life!

Alex: well why did you quit wearing it?

Me: i got tired of putting it on everyday!

Alex: alright baby I'll buy you a bra. I know your size

Me: 48 or 46? Idk don't look at me!

Alex: i think it's 46 babe

Me: you have to try it on. Take all your boys babe

Alex: to buy you a bra?

Me: to try them out. You know how to do it. You gotta put it on... Then you gotta jump in front of the mirror and see if you like what you see. I bet Phoenix has a mall. Cacique.. I think it closed down but.. Don't go in Victoria Secrets they will look at your boys rude and yoh all sexy. But go to Frederick of Hollywood. All the girls on Christopher Street go,there

Alex: i know they did

Me: alright so you know what to do

Alex: where this bouncing come from?

Me: you know they can't unlacth the back so in a hurry they can see what it will look like when you know they don't take the bra off and he's got her jiggling.

Alex: I see. This is very testy, how serious is this babe?

Me: very!! I bet them boys forgot their Dick waa even for fucking!! They gotta get all the weird shit outta the way. So parading around in bras jumping up and down its like a bonding moment unlike no other!

Alex: and heels? You want us go try those on?

Me: mmhmmm and buy a pair in their size and then they girls don't wanna wear heels except in bed they will know why. Cause girl ain't wanna heard "them $3,000 shoes ain't ever hit the floor just wrapped around my ass and i swear your heel got real close to my shit hole and you may not wear them again" no she wanna hear "baby your shoe molested me and got me So scared i thought some one was here to take me away from you" that's what baby

Alex: what else baby?

Me: the thong.

Alex: okay baby I'll see what i can do

Me: good baby. That sounds wonderful. I think that's all

Alex: you want me to get your nails done baby? I saw you looking at them

Me: no. They cut them all the same and mine were peeling. But you can paint them. But i don't want to go to the salon

Saint Luches: they can treat them

Me: then we all go.

Alex: i knew that one was coming

Me: i see why you offered.

Saint Luches voice gets deep: for treatment

Me: yeah so after you get all dolled up at the mall yoh most certainly can take down a wanna be terminator with no arm reach. Take Steven Torrence to the mall, babe. Yoh said you owe him a jealousy apology

Alex: babe that's sounds more like torture!!

Me: if you're not invited to some weird cyclone event on Chandler love weekend

Alex: fine but because you called it Chandler Love Weekend

Me: i can't believe you got jealous!

Alex: what i did I did

Me: im just saying. I probably would been too probably but it was non touch. Non chalet just chillin,making someone feel good about themselves

Alex: you weren't ever serious?

Me: i think he's bunker kid adorable boy friend. Not bed.

Alex: aww shit I may had punched him a few too many times

Me: a few? Why?

Alex: eh babe don't ask questions I don't wanna answer.

Me: you really hit him? Like hard?

Alex: he hit me first !! ..... .... sometimes!

Me: you were in war with him?

Alex: hey look. You said boy friend in one word that's all i saw

Me: so. Babe and i was gonna take my girlfriend Brittany to bed?

Saint Luches: hey now a man could wish!

Me: insane. Insane. a War with a bunker boy!

Alex: it was.. It was... It was bad as hell i ain't gonna lie.

Me: you should been happy i had an anchor baby

Alex: I'm so dumb!

Me: did he hit you back good enough?

Alex: he called his mom who called my mom. Don't laugh don't laugh.I'm over here old as hell can't grow a mustache and his mom is calling my mom for the first time. It never happened in my fucking life.

Me: is that what he said? You can't grow a mustache so i wanna real man? So what you called him short? You guys did name calling for no reason until you got mad and threw a punch

Alex: look his mom called my mom first alright. Whose the wimp

Me: babe you probably gave him a bloody nose! And he had a heart attack. He needs extra love.

Saint Luches: you stop that right now

Me: im not talking to you. Really don't beat up that little boy

Alex: he's a grown man babe

Me: i said he's a little boy. You leave him alone.

Saint Luches: you know what i noticed too? He wasn't putting on a pansy about it. He was a real bitch, Alex was

Me: why you gonna yell at him for what I do?

Alex: i was feeling neurotic

Me: i was feeling unsafe and he was safe

Alex: don't cry. I'll apologize okay? I'll give him a dollar

Me: just make sure it's not pennies in a sock

Alex: alright just don't cry. I hate when you cry for what i do

Me: he was an anchor baby and i told you a thousand times.

Mark: dam it that's sexy.

Me: you like my anchor babies?

Mark: yeah. It wasn't that bad babe he was putting you on. It got pretty heated but he didnt beat him up

Me: did he think little Steven was possessing me? Making me like him because he's a nice kid

Mark: He was really just crazy he didn't know what to think and people like both med and large Jesse were taking shit how you were fucking Steven behind Alex's back and Matt got on it. It was bad babe.

Me: that's fucked up. I should had killed them already

Alex: you what? Music to my ears

Me: is he really going shopping?

Mark: you know I can't tell you that

Me: I'm sorry they did that to you Alex. No one told me.

Alex: really? No one? I told you they were fucking with me about him and I was getting mad

Me: and I said I was not hiding anything and it was plain to see

Alex: I know and I said I would beat himup anyway

Me: I thought you meant Jesse

Alex: oh Jesus Christ

Me: well i tell you thst scrap ain't scared of shit. He ain't ever blocked me. That's a real man if you ask me.,BABE. Use your brain.,

Alex: oh ok I'll go apologize and I'll be nice

Mark: they never get along because of you

Me: and the first day I call him sexy He blocks me. Alex come here.

Alex: what

Me: I love you

Alex: alright I'll get over it -- I mean him

Me: well I don't need to because you had more passion in your relationship than he and I did. Just so you know

Alex: are you sure?

Me: YES! :)

Alex: I'll learn to chill

Me: and I thought you were. Until I saw you fighting Tanner Gray. Who by the way is hot. But Babe.

Alex: you think hes hot?!?!

Me: you're focused on the wrong thing.

Alex: he said he would fuck yoh so i beat him up

Me: and i appreciate it.

Alex: wh

Me: because i didn't even know who he was and he was talking shit and i found it to be disrespectful and i didn't run across it online till weeks later. Or months Idk. And it was gross. He don't know me to be talking like that. Someone's kid all nasty up on me. He wasn't invited. I didn't see him that way. Did Steven say he would fuck me?

Alex: no

Me: okay. So don't listen to rumors ok? Ok?

Alex: yeah alright babe.

Me: okay. He's sick like me. He had a heart attack

Alex: Steve Torrence did

Me: yeah. We had things in common not alot of people do. Child hood sickness. Like you and me. We didn't have a normal child hood. While we weren't actually sick. We saw the sickest things in the world. It just felt safe to know he was there. Not like id be all in his trailer. I'd rather be in John Force's trailer just because he is more fatherly.. He just made it help feel safe for me. You see now? And I'm pretty sure they knew that. That's why they started taking shit. Because it could been about anyone to make you upset. But to keep me away so they can human traffic or try to pimp girls. They know I'll fuck up their shit So they would find my safety zone and attack it. So you fight with Steve Torrence. Then I get mad at you. Then what? You don't trust me. So then you're all paranoid and then you don't like people I like so we have no one in common. They had a whole list. Big Jesse ran by me. I just told them I didn't like anyone in it. But they knew who I would. They did. I remember I looked him up. Like Greg Line. Then they wanted to know how much I paid attention to mechanics and they were all "pick this one. Pick this one." On and on then "that should fuck her up" well i didn't know what the fuck they were talking about I really wasn't interested in racing. I knew there was shit to find but I didn't know what. So i knew I wasn't interested in what they were about. Because I have my own ways. My own shit I look for. My own reasons to do things. Them fucking with you is not something I ever thought would happen. I really thought you were all non violent and chill. Outta drama minding your own business

Alex: well I really am babe but they brought it to me

Me: I know baby, that is what I'm saying. To hurt you.

Alex: oh the fuck they did. I see. I'll earnestly apologize to Steve Torrence

Me: honestly?

Alex: it means the same thing. Then I'll take care of that rumor mill okay baby

Me: ok. Thank you

Alex Laughlin: I love you

Me: i love you, too

Alex: More than Steve?

Me: differently than him baby. Diffffferent. I love you

Alex: I love you. Don't cry no more Ok? I'll take care of it baby.

Me: k

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Journal 1996

JANUARY 22 1996 – Deramore Ave Belfast I hate this house&#33 It is me, Eamonn and this 40 year old man here and i feel so out of place, and the house is plain disgusting&#33… It’s dirty, we have no shower but a bathtub with no plug in it, so one has to be an acrobat to bend down and wash oneself under the two taps, ofcourse there has to be two taps, one ice cold and the other one burning hot… My room is small, and brown-ish looking and i have no lock on my door which i demand&#33 I want out and i am going…i just need to find a new place, or a room atleast. JANUARY 23 1996 – Andersonstown Belfast Hah, i’ve moved, well sort of… Liz told me there was a vacant room where she’s renting so i asked if i could move in and yes i could&#33 I have my things here and all, but i haven’t told Eamonn yet, and i don’t know how to tell him either…&#34I took out the trash and oh by the way your house is filthy and i’m moving out&#34…ha ha ha. Oh well… The rent is only £25 a week here including everything so it’s alot cheaper than Deramore Ave, and it’s clean and we have a shower and a working bathtub…and a washingmachine and everything one can dream of, and it's right on the Anditown Road too, so the taxis are just outside the door. How convenient&#33 JANUARY 24 1996 – Andersonstown Belfast Oh dear, we went out to Stormont to have a look (don’t ask why) and the whole place was covered in…something…apparantly there’d been a fire there, so we didn’t get to see anything, ha ha ha, not that i cared for i sat in the back of the van anyway just hating the moment… JANUARY 26 1996 – Some hostel in Derry £7.70 for a return ticket by Ulster Bus…and that’s with the ISIC card&#33 Damn expensive if you ask me. This hostel is full of wierdos, atleast on our floor, there’s this old man who won’t let us keep food in the fridge, nor watch tv, just because he’s a regular &#34tennant&#34 and we’re not… He walks in the hallway up and down yelling at us as soon as we appear… Quite amusing&#33 By accident we met a norweigan girl in some shop, she heard us talking and almost screamed &#34You’re swedish&#33 &#34 –although in norweigan… Went to the Guildhall to listen to Gerry Adams speak on the annual Bloody Sunday lecture, then we went to Abrakebabra… JANUARY 27 1996 –Same hostel in Derry Went to some workshops at the Pat Finucane Centre, and then some debate. It was really interesting actually&#33 Me and Liz walked around and around and around for no reason at all… JANUARY 28 1996 – Andersonstown Belfast Earlier today we went to watch and take pictures of the Bloody Sunday March. I’ve never seen so many people in a march before, not even as a kid when mom and dad dragged us kids out for the workers/social democratic party demonstrations on May 1 every year… I used up so many films, color, black and white and slide film… It’s gonna take me forever to develop and print&#33 &#33 Took the bus home to Belfast around 5.30pm and since we got home we’ve done nothing at all, just been lazy, with every right&#33 FEBRUARY 1 1996 – Belfast Exposed Belfast Been here all day, processing film and printing contacts and even some prints. Couldn’t be bothered to process the color film so i left them at some Kodak shop, they better not ruin them&#33 Lawrence is going to have a opening party for his new exhibition on 6 th of February and me and Liz are invited&#33 &#33 Oh and Gerry asked me and Liz if we’re girlfriends… And he said that they had been discussing me and Liz forever at BE, wondering whether or not we are lesbians…ha ha ha&#33 Silly people, just cuz we live together, eat together, do everything together 24 hours a day it doesn’t mean we’re girlfriends&#33 Ha ha ha… FEBRUARY 3 1996 – Anditown Belfast Just came home from Kellys Cellars… Me and Liz went to Belfast Exposed hoping that some of them would come along for drinks, and Gerry and Sean came… It was great, Sean bought me and Liz drinks all night, although Liz sticked with Coke, i dunno why she believes she’s gonna get as drunk as on that christmas party in Skinnskatteberg, when she drank cider and passed out in someones shower in the Smedjan-dorm, ha ha ha&#33 But i guess waking up with blood coming out from your ear is scary...(although maybe not as scary as when Asa slipped on that banana peel on the floor in my dorm a few weeks earlier at Jimmy’s party and fell to the ground with her chin first and hit it on a shoe shelf and her chin-stud got all crooked and it bleed alot and she had to go by ambulance to the hospital (cuz noone was able to drive her), and then they had no money to take a taxi back...he he he) Oh well…she sticked with the cola… Sean payed for our taxi home which was sweet. NOTE: 9 February – 15 March &#34 Freedom &#34 exhibition at Ormeau Baths Gallery FEBRUARY 13 1996 – Jaspers Cafe Belfast Me and Liz went to see these exhibitions at Catalyst Art and The Old Museum. Catalyst was okay, but the Old Museum was all crap&#33 Met John outside of Waterstones, he was holding a street exhibition of his photographs taken with a wide angle lens and a fisheye extension…impressive&#33 He’s so funny… Then we went to Magpie Studios to hang out with Justin and Mary, Owen-Joe was also there. Mary bugs me, i dunno, but she is so fake&#33 FEBRUARY 14 1996 Valentines Day – Andersonstown Belfast We went to Giants Causeway today…and i’m in love&#33 It’s soooo beautiful. When i die someone please scatter my ashes all over the causeway (if i decide to get cremated)&#33 Collected sea shells from the beach that i’m gonna keep forever (i still have them today on March 10 1999)… Oh, it was such a lovely day out&#33 I sat there on the rock formations for hours staring out at sea&#33 It’s valentines day and Hannes hasn’t called nor sent a card so i am pretty mad at him&#33 When i think about it he hasn’t called nor written much since i came here…grrrr…that boy is in big trouble&#33 FEBRUARY 15 1996 – Andersonstown Belfast Me and Liz WALKED all the way from Anditown to Botanic Gardens today… Why? all sane people may ask, and all i can say is…What do one do without money, when you just have to go to Botanic Gardens&#33…you walk, even if it takes approximately an hour and a half… The students at Queens were having somekind of Fee-demonstration… Later on we went up to Magpie Studios where Justin made me tea in one of those horribly dirty cups, ha ha…they are all brown inside…i did try to wash it but couldn’t, it is stained for life&#33 It was nice tea though&#33 And Justin was beeing sweet as always. After that we went to the art college where we talked to Justins girlfriend, who hate me for some reason…cuz me and Justin are very good friends???, and then went to the student union which was boring&#33 FEBRUARY 16 1996 – Andersonstown Belfast The people at the Shell gas station/Spar shop must think me and Liz are the most braindead people in the world&#33 Always when we shop there we use our 1p and 2p coins…and at the most 5p coins…we keep them in empty film tubs and we act like morons laughing and dropping things… Today one of the clerks asked us what we were on… Life&#33 i said and smiled as i handed him all my copper coins… Earlier we went to this exhibition on Greenore Street…i assume it was Alistairs house, or something…it was very empty… All the rooms but two were empty, one was the room where all the pieces were exhibited and the other a bedroom…and everything was pink, carpet, walls…but then again Alistair wears too short pink pants too…i guess he likes pink&#33 There was a party there aswell, but we didn’t stay as they closed the door on me and Liz…ha ha, i know who did it, Justin’s girlfriend&#33 She really doesn’t like me&#33 How can Justin stay with such a nasty girl, she’s evil and he’s not&#33 Me and Liz didn’t have much money but we had to take a taxi back into the city centre for we had no idea where we were, well sure Greenore Street, but where in Belfast is that…? Then we took a taxi from King Str to Anditown and the nastiest man was in the taxi with us…he gave me his address and told me to come live with him and when i said no, he got scary and started to tell me and Liz how he was gonna beat us up and do scary things to us… Eeek&#33 Then as i got out of the taxi he grabbed my arse and i turned around and punched him as i said Will you please remove your hand off my arse&#33 Creep&#33 When we got in Leanne called to say she was coming in to Belfast tomorrow. Yay&#33 FEBRUARY 17 1996 – Anditown Belfast Met Leanne today&#33 She’s the prettiest, nicest girl i know&#33 We walked around Belfast in the pissing rain and had so much fun&#33 FEBRUARY 18 1996 – Anditown Belfast Ha ha ha, me and Liz are pigs&#33 Went to Mc Donalds and had lunch…afterwards we were still hungry, but too embarrassed to go get more, so we went on to Burger King…he he he&#33 Went to Magpie Studios with Michael and watched some demonstration through the window… It rained all day… FEBRUARY 20 1996 – Anditown Belfast Me, Peter and Asa went to see Rocky Horror Show at the theatre today&#33 YAY&#33 Altho we had shitty seats, the one in the middle had a huge pillar infront of it, so we had to take turns to sit there, and we were almost laying ontop of eachother to see anything at all. Some old bags infront of us were annoyd with this Rocky fan who was all dressed up, screaming the lines, etc, just like it’s supposed to be, and they left half through the show, ha ha ha&#33 the journal continues but with pretty uneventful entries, so it’s no point in putting them up here…

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