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sadie-bug345 · 1 month

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I love your headcanons! They’re so goofy but character accurate. Anyway I was wondering if you’d maybe do all the greasers + Cherry with a trad goth/alt s/o hcs? Thank you so much!!! 🖤🖤🖤

omg hiiii and your wish is my command‼️🥰

the greasers (+cherry baby) w trad goth / alt s/o!!

ponyboy: - the second you moved into town he was like obsessed - just cause your vibe wasn’t like anyone else’s he’d really met - so he worked up the nerve to talk to you thinking you’d like shun him (bro was fr going thru ALL the possible rejection that could happen😭) - he was like “…hi🖐️😀” and just stood there sweatin up a storm LMAO - and you’re just like “hello?🧍‍♀️” - LOVE CONNECTION INSTANT - yall are the sweetest together and pony’s wardrobe changes a little so it’s more like yours - just cause he loves the way it looks on you sm.

johnny: - your vibe fits his (and dally’s but that’s later🤫) really well - so when he first saw you his exact thoughts were like “man. she’s cool” - so my guy went thru all of ponyboys yearbooks like just trying to find out anything and everything abt you - clubs, sports, music, voted most likely to’s…you name it johnny found it cause he was too scared to approach you at first - pony walked in on him scavenging last years yearbook and was like 😐 this has gotta end my boy - so after some aggressive encouragement from dally, johnny approached you and you guys really hit it off - you guys are like the gangs power couple FOR SURE - everyone loves your style and vibe but johnny especially, duh!

sodapop: - this is definitely an opposites attract sitch - like johnny he saw you and was like “i gotta find out more” cause he had never dated anyone like you before - he probably went up to talk to you and accidentally spilled about how he knew you were in middle school band and played the clarinet but switched to the flute halfway thru seventh grade or smth😭😭🫶 - yall definitely turn heads when you guys are hanging out together - no one can deny the cuteness😔🖐️

darry: -my guy is a little more conservative when it comes to style - we know he be dressing like a divorced dad out here - BUT he noticed you around town and was def intrigued - totally starts listening to the music you like just to have a conversation starter - this boy PLANS - after a while of you guys dating you give him a lil makeover and it’s very sweet (especially cause he needed the wardrobe refresh🫢)

dally: - your vibe and his is super similar, or at least he thinks he’s as effortlessly cool as you🙄 - anyways he was fr like “now this is the kinda person i wanna know” - didn’t need any encouragement to go talk to you *cough* johnny *cough* - either way he tried to start up a convo all “smooth” or whatever and you’re just like “😳uhm anyways…” - kinda gave him the humbling he needs but you thought his unrealized awkwardness was cute - you guys are birds of a feather but he definitely loves showing you off to his friends - just cause he thinks you’re like, actually the coolest - he won’t tell you how he feels but it’s obvious.

two-bit: - this guy is so goofy - sees you from across the room and starts cracking the LOUDEST and DUMBEST jokes just to see you hopefully smile - and he’s funny so you’re like halfway cringing but also halfway dying laughing - you’re probably like “who even is this kid💀” LMAO - anyways after he saw you laugh my dude just talks your ear off - after you get a few words in about your interests and general style bro was so obsessed - he didn’t really think he’d like a girl with your style but he was wronggg - you guys have probably the most fun together out of the group ngl.

steve: - probably heard abt you from soda - LIVES for your outfits like he’s so obsessed he’s like “hmm i wonder what they’re gonna wear today” - just cause he thinks you’re so cool and unique - definitely frequents the places you usually hang out just in the hopes of “casually” running into you LMAO - you guys are super cute though like no one really expected it - which makes it so much better.

cherry: - being a cheerleader she doesn’t usually date people with your style - her exes just are kinda basic - BUT she saw you and was like “oh. so i’m like in love” - HOPELESS ROMANTIC CHERRY🫶😭 - it was like a rom com she like did an actual double take - after you guys start dating you two do everything together - you give her makeovers like all the time - it’s so sweeeeet - plus you kinda revamp her wardrobe - dw she still has THE cherry valance vibe - but she matches your outfits in the little details - matching rings, necklaces, skirts, shoes, anything.

thanks so much to the wonderful person who requested this!! my requests are always open!🧌🥰🫶

#dallas winston #dallas winston x reader #matt dillon #the outsiders #the outsiders sodapop #johnny cade #johnny cade x reader #ponyboy curtis #sodapop x reader #two bit x reader #two bit mathews #steve randle #steve randle x reader #darry curtis #darry curtis x reader #outsiders #the outsiders au

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handcat · 4 years

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#sick of having an anxiety disorder bro #i just want to order some fucking thai food but my anxiety is acting like i’m about to be murdered #like it is a block away but leaving my apartment is so fucking draining #i can barely manage it the one time a week i go out #it’s so shit!#i want to feel comfortable going out!#i really need to get on some anxiety meds like my therapist told me but i’m fucking terrified to actually contact any clinics #i don’t understand how to do it so in my mind i’m doing everything wrong and it sucks!#i feel so whitney talking about how unfair it is but i’m so fucking pissed about this #why the hell am i like this!!!#going out and getting thai food was an assignment from my therapist and my dumb ass thought oh that won’t be hard but as soon as i open #the restaurant website i start sweatin’#i mean i have until friday so #we’ll see if i do it #one of my other assignments was to contact a physician to get meds so we’ll see if i manage that!#ollie stop making weird vent posts please #my post

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firstlastlovemusic · 3 years

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#feels @ocean.wisdom feat. @novelistguy - Racists - True a likkle one thing tho Racists they come and won't go Saturday through Sunday Monday, Monday through Sunday yo Maybe the whole country one day Everyone except me and my bros Til' then I hope you drop down dead While you're shovelling cocaine up in your nose True a likkle one thing tho Racists they come and won't go Saturday through Sunday Monday, Monday through Sunday yo Maybe the whole country one day Everyone except me and my bros Til' then I hope you drop down dead While you're shovelling cocaine up in your nose See me I'm no one trick po-ny Mah ***** nah never that no Pulled up in a blacked out Rolls They was like "I'm assumin' that's O" New technique, new flow Shoulder roll and I'm sweatin' out loads That there heals my soul And it helps me to defeat my foes Just put a heel hook, on some real crook And heard the cartilage pop Bro said it looked real good But it's a horrible way to make an argument stop I said "Bro I hear ya, but I don't feel ya, cause he was asking for it boss" Plus, it was some stupid fuckin' EDL supporter with his fuckin Nazi salute So I had to make him drop it, True a likkle one thing tho Racists they come and won't go Saturday through Sunday Monday, Monday through Sunday yo Maybe the whole country one day Everyone except me and my bros Til' then I hope you drop down dead While you're shovelling cocaine up in your nose You just heard how my bruda feels I'm here to make you understand what is real Everybody needs to work but they don't wanna build Everybody's tryna live but they just wanna kill Why don't you start acting how you wanna feel 'Stead of lookin nice if you don't know that love is real Nobody really wants their own blood to spill Nobody really wants their own mum to feel pain when their son is killed Why disrespect? Reality's reality without the internet Only takes a couple min to have a quick reflect Put yourself in check quick before you hit the deck You're meant to bless others with the gift of breath So I don't wanna hear it bruda, save your breath #music #firstlastlovemusic #FLLM #nowplaying #oceanwisdom #novelist #so #pp #hiphop #singer #rap #songoftheday (ved Camden Town) https://www.instagram.com/p/CN4dmPRJpGM/?igshid=5f46f55ftbev

#feels #music #firstlastlovemusic #fllm #nowplaying #oceanwisdom #novelist #so #pp #hiphop #singer #rap #songoftheday

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creative-poptart · 4 years

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What would happen if any skeleton of your choice wedding with their S/O and the S/O ex came and crashed either the reception or the ceremony?! S/O looks visibly uncomfortable and disgusted by the ex. What would they do and what would their reactions be?? ~ Odd-Anon

It was all a blur of movement and planning on the day of the wedding. Fell was sure that he was going to have the time of his life when he planned it. He wasn’t counting on the fact that the entire morning, his non-existent stomach was going to be in knots.

Sure, the wedding was all set to be a grand affair, nothing less for his datemate, soon to be spouse. Even the thought of that word sent a pleasant flutter down his spine, making him worry that he was going to be all-too soft today. He had to keep his guard up, just in case something went wrong. Even though he was trying to play it cool to everyone else, Red seemed to notice that Fell was having issues with... something.

“y’ doin’ good over here, bro?” he questioned, watching the taller skeleton adjust the stupid tie for the thirteenth time in two minutes. Fell huffed out in exasperation, turning to face his brother, hands going to rest on where his hips would be.

“OF COURSE, I AM FINE, RED, WHY DO YOU ASK?” The very notion that he was ever off his game was ridiculous! Or, at least, that was what he was trying to portray to everyone else. Red was too intelligent to be fooled like that though and folded his arms, also looking uncomfortable in the loosest suit he could wear without getting into baggy territory.

“y’ been sweatin’ ‘n’ swearin’ under yer breath for the past half hour,” he commented, pointing out the beads of magical sweat on the side of Fell’s skull. “‘s gonna be fine, bro, we got all sorts ‘f protection goin’ on outside th’ weddin’ venue. relax, yer big day’s been one-hundred percent covered.” He followed the last statement with an easy grin and stuck his hands into his pants pockets.

Fell forced himself to take a deep breath and nod at the statement, turning to the mirror once more to make sure that he was presentable. Red was absolutely right, everything was going to be okay! Now all he had to do was get out to the altar and meet you there so he could marry you and carry you off into the sunset romantically! A picture-perfect ending to a fantastic wedding!

Fell barely registered when he was told to get out there and take his spot in front of the small gathering of family and friends, and the much more extensive group of monsters wanting to see the first human-monster wedding on the surface. He knew that you would be arriving later on, as was the human tradition that you would be “given away,” whatever that meant. As the procession continued, he watched nervously, waiting for you to appear.

Then, you emerged from behind the doors.

Stars, Fell could have sworn that everything else faded away in that exact moment so that he could only see you walking in. A smile curled on your lips at the sight of him, and he found himself mirroring the look with his own face. You came down the aisle slowly, much too slow for how soon he wanted to kiss you and take you home, but traditions were time-honored by humans, and he didn’t want to do something to screw this up. You finally took his hands with your own, and he pulled you a little closer to him.

“You Look Positively Radiant,” he whispered to you, not wanting to alert everyone to how he was feeling just yet. He had a feeling, though, that his face was doing a poor job of hiding that. You grinned up at him with a wide smile.

“So do you, my wonderful husband-to-be,” you murmured, making his smile grow into more of a smirk. That had been your favorite nickname for him as of late, but he never minded it one bit. Stars, what he wouldn’t do to kiss you right now.

As the officiant gave the necessary speech about love and commitment, Fell only had eyes for you. You were mimicking him, merely gazing deep into his sockets, like the answer to everything you had ever wanted lay within them. After what felt like an eternity and no time at all, the officiant asked if there was any reason that the two of you shouldn’t be wed. A moment of silence followed, and Fell could feel his soul swelling in happiness, but then-

“I OBJECT!!!” a voice hollered from the back of the venue. All the people gathered there let out a collective gasp, then turned to see who it was, you and Fell included. Instantly, your mood soured, and you folded your arms as best you could. Your ex was here.

The poor sap was blubbering and crying, trying to tell you that you were making a mistake by marrying a monster and causing a scene in the process. Fell took one glance at you, only to find that you weren’t buying a single word of what they were saying. He sighed with the air of being patient for too long and summoned a long bone spear to his hand, leaning on it with the utmost casual nature. Your ex, upon seeing such a weapon, shut their mouth immediately.

“I SUGGEST,” Fell said, allowing his voice to boom out over the attendees, “THAT YOU EITHER TAKE YOUR SEAT PEACEFULLY OR I WILL BE FORCED TO TAKE DRASTIC MEASURES TO REMOVE YOU FROM THE PREMISES. YOU ARE INTERRUPTING WHAT IS SUPPOSED TO BE THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE, AND YET, HERE YOU ARE. THEY HAD MADE THEIR CHOICE, MULTIPLE TIMES OVER BY SAYING YES TO ME, BOTH WHEN WE STARTED DATING AND WHEN I PROPOSED.”

Fell took the stunned silence as an opportunity to walk down from the altar, using his full height to be as menacing as possible. Your ex was trembling where they stood, glancing at you pitifully for some form of support. However, when you did speak a moment later, they were not expecting the answer they got.

“I told you a long time ago that we were finished,” you started, though you remained where you were. “You were the one who was pushing me too hard, and so I decided that I had enough. I decided that, not you. You do not get the choice to come back here and beg, on my wedding day, that you want me to come crawling back to you! Get the hell out of my wedding and get the hell out of my life!!”

“THERE,” Fell hummed, grinning dangerously at your ex. “DIRECTLY FROM THEIR MOUTH WITH EASILY A HUNDRED WITNESSES TO PROVE IT. NOW, TAKE THEIR SUGGESTION AND GET. LOST.” Fell made a gesture with his hand to summon a few of the Royal Guard members nearby to cart this sad excuse of a human away. As soon as they were removed from the premises, the skeleton returned to the altar, resuming his rightful place at your side.

The officiant cleared their throat, starting over from where they were in the wedding speech, then finally moving on to the part about the rings. Fell gave you your ring as he said his vows, and you did the same with his ring and your vows. Afterward, the moment he had been waiting for in the past several months of being engaged to you.

“You may now kiss the-”

Fell didn’t even wait for the officiant to finish before he dove in and swept you off your feet, kissing you deeply in front of everyone. The crowd cheered loudly for you both, applauding and whistling for the newlyweds. You pulled away for air a moment later, resting your forehead on his own with a delighted smile.

“I love you, Fell,” you whispered to him. A smile curls on his face, threatening to split it in half.

“And I Love You, My Precious Spouse.”

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okAY, SO I REALLY WANTED TO DO MULTIPLE CHARACTERS, BUT THE STORY IDEA WAS JUST TOO GOOD AND-

This is also relevant to the post I just made for the Valentine-themed drabble I posted yesterday!! I really love UF Papyrus, if you can’t tell, lol.

Thanks for the ask, Odd-Anon!!

#undertale #undertale imagines #underfell #underfell papyrus #underfell papyrus/reader #drabble #tarts answers #tarts writes #poptartasks #odd-anon

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therainroguefanfiction · 4 years

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🔥 ℝise Ⱥbove I̾t ◈ Chapter 025 [Top Two]

📑 Table of Contents | ◂Backward

Word Count: 2,581

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〈“You should see me in a crown. Your silence is my favorite sound. Watch me make ’em bow, one by one.” Billie Eilish, “You Should See Me In A Crown”〉

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“Umm… why the heck are you all here?” Ochaco cried out, distress clear in her voice. Dozens of students were crowding around the outside of our classroom, whispering and taking pictures of us. What, are we a fucking exhibit at the zoo now?

“Do you students have some sort of business with our class?” Iida questioned.

“Why are you blocking our doorway? I won’t let you take us hostage!” Mineta cried out. As if that short idiot could do anything.

“They’re scouting out the competition, idiots.” Bakugo headed for the door and I followed, slinging the strap of my bag over my shoulder. “We’re the class that survived a real villain attack. They wanna see us with their own eyes.” He stopped at the door, narrowed eyes scanning the students. “At least now you know what a future pro looks like. Now, move it extras!”

I chuckled. Typical Bakugo. To think that one word changed our relationship. I wonder, would we be friends if I hadn’t learned who he was?

“You can’t just walk around calling people extras just because you don’t know who they are!” Iida complained, waving his hand frantically.

I raised a brow at him. “The fuck you talking about, man? He calls everyone extras, even the fuckers he does know.”

“So this is class 1-A?” A boy with a mop of purple hair pushed his way to the front of the group, a black-haired boy close behind. This kid over here lookin’ like Doc Brown’s reject son. “I heard you guys were impressive, but you just sound like an ass. Is everyone in the hero course delusional or just you?”

“Sick burn, bro.” I snickered.

“Shut up, bitch!”

“How sad to come here to find a bunch of ego-maniacs.” The boy rubbed the back of his neck.

“It’s tragique.” The black-haired boy nodded.

“I wanted to be in the hero course, but like many others here, I was forced to choose a different track. Such is life. I didn’t cut it the first time around, but I have another chance. If any of us do well in the sports festival, the teachers can decide to transfer us to the hero course. And they’ll have to transfer people out to make room.”

Several people grew nervous behind us, Izuku included. While I don’t doubt the validity of his statement, I think the only people at real risk of being yanked from class 1-A is Invisigirl and the perverted Grape. I can’t speak for class 1-B, though, not that that has anything to do with us.

“‘Scouting the competition’?” Purple continued. “Maybe some of my peers are, but I’m here to let you know that if you don’t bring your very best, I’ll steal your spot right from under you. Consider this a declaration of war.”

“Heh~ but we‘re the egomaniacs, right?” I scoffed, meeting his dull purple eyes. “Ever heard of the expression, ‘The pot calling the kettle black’? Besides, if you weren’t good enough to make it the first time, what makes you think you can replace people that were good enough?”

His eyes narrowed.

The black-haired boy beside him scoffed. “You guys are whaq with a q.”

“‘Whack’ isn’t spelled with a fucking q, you twat.” I responded.

“It’s reserved for special cases like you!”

“Are you stupid?”

“I’m lucid sometimes.”

“Hey, you!!” A silver-haired boy joined the fray, pushing and shoving his way through the crowd as he screamed at the top of his lungs. “I’m from class 1-B next door to you! We heard you fought some villains and I came to see if that was true! You’re just a bunch of brats who think you’re better than us!!”

“Goddamn. And I thought you were loud, Bakuhoe.” I scowled, rubbing my temple. I could feel a headache starting to form from the sheer volume of his voice.

“Talk all you want, it’ll just be more embarrassing when you’re K.O’d!!”

Bakugo moved forward.

“Don’t you ignore me!!”

“Dude, where are you going?” Kirishima rushed forward. “You gotta say something! It’s your fault they’re all hating on us, Bakugo! You, too, Winchester!”

“The fuck’d I do?” I muttered.

“These people don’t matter,” Bakugo responded, simply.

“Huh?”

“The only thing that’s important is that I beat them. Let’s go, Tiger.”

Kirishima sent me a pleading look and I shrugged. “You got what you wanted, Kiri. He said somethin’.” I followed the blonde as he moved through the crowd, the students jumping away from his glaring red eyes.

“Hey!! I’m coming for you!!”

“Hopefully quieter next time,” I muttered, folding my hands behind my head. “I’m hungry, let’s go get tacos.”

“Fuck no. We’re getting ramen.” He glanced at me. “And then we’re going to train.”

I scowled. “You always go to that place that serves only spicy ramen. I hate it.”

“Your quirk is fire but you can’t even handle spicy food. Pathetic.”

“My quirk ain’t about sweatin’, fool. And I never agreed to train with you, either.”

“Too fuckin’ bad,” He suddenly stopped, shoving his finger in my face. “Me and you are gonna destroy all of those damn losers and then I’m gonna thoroughly beat your ass in the final, you got that?!”

I sweatdropped, looking away. “That sounds like a lot of work, man.”

“Suck it up, weakling!”

Geez, once this brat sets his mind on something, there’s no stopping him. This is gonna be a serious pain in my ass.

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“I’m home,” I muttered, pushing the door open and kicking my sneakers off before heading to the kitchen. “What the fuck are you doin’, bro?”

Aizawa grunted in annoyance. Both of his thickly bandaged arms were out of their sling, a cup of instant noodles dangling precariously between them. “You’re late,”

I took the cup from his arms, holding up the plastic bag in my other hand. “Sorry. Bakugo’s a real bitch when it comes to training. And everything else in general.”

He fell into the chair at the kitchen table. “You’re training with him?”

I pulled two plates from the cabinet, dividing the box of chicken bites between them before adding a spoonful of mac-n-cheese, green beans, and mashed potatoes with gravy. I set both plates on the table before getting a Dr. Pepper for myself and some juice for him. “I didn’t want to, but he wouldn’t stop bitching about it and then he smacked me when I wasn’t looking, so I humored him. Then I actually got into it and lost track of time.” I plopped down beside him.

Due to his excessive injuries, Aizawa needed someone to help him out at home and since I wasn’t able to protect him from the bird brain fucker, I told Toshi that I’d be staying with Zawa ’til he recovers. The man in question certainly wasn’t happy about needing to be helped, especially not by me, but the alternative was the loud-mouth Present Mic, so he settled.

He was struggling to pick up the fork so I grabbed it for him, holding it up so his finger could wrap around the metal. “I’m surprised he’s gotten so close to you. I don’t know if that’s a good thing, though.”

“Probably not, but at least I’m finally starting to socialize, right?”

He stared at me blankly.

“Tough crowd,”

“What are your plans for the sports festival?”

“Care to be more specific?”

“Are you going to give it your all? You haven’t shown much interest in going pro.”

I leaned back in my chair, stirring my mashed potatoes with the fork. “Dunno. I’ve been thinking about it… everyone is so hyped for the sports festival, so I feel like I should match that by giving it my all, you know? At the same time… everyone else has a clear goal, a dream to become a pro and this is their big chance to get noticed. Well, one of ’em, anyway. Kinda feels like I shouldn’t take that away from them. Plus…”

“You’re scared,” he commented, dryly.

I scowled, propping my chin in my palm. “I ain’t scared, I’m worried, there’s a difference. I don’t wanna hurt anyone, especially if this is gonna be like a one-on-one battle royale or whatever. Bakugo has this shit idea in his head that the two of us are gonna be the top two – with him taking first, of course. I kinda wanna beat him just to spite him, but that’ll cause me a bigger headache in the future. He’s pretty damn strong, too.”

“You don’t think you can beat him?” He stabbed a piece of chicken, bringing it to his mouth.

I shrugged. “Won’t know that unless we fight. I feel like my raw power is better than his, but I rely on instinct alone, while he relies on instinct and intelligence. I’d rather not fight him if I can avoid it, it’ll be too much of a pain in the – Ow, that fucking hurt, you bitch!” I rubbed the back of my hand which he had just stabbed with his fork.

“Stop being lazy, Jen. Whether you plan to go pro or not, as a student of U.A. you represent the school through your actions.”

“Isn’t that even more reason to air on the side of caution?” I scowled. “Think about how shit it would be if I lost control during the sports fest. Talk about an image ruiner.”

“Are you planning on killing anyone?”

“The fuck kinda question is that? Of course not.” I paused. “Though, I wouldn’t be above killing Mineta, not even gonna lie. If I have to fight him, I’mma destroy him.”

He ignored my last comment. “Then you should be fine.” His eyes met mine and his gaze softened. “Just do your best and stop stressing so much.”

“Hey, Zawa?”

“Hmm?”

I chewed on my lip, thoughtfully. Should I tell him about that voice I heard back at the USJ? No matter what kinda world you live in, hearing voices ain’t a good thing, but… it was probably just a hallucination brought on from the extreme stress. I don’t wanna worry him or bug him, especially when he’s still healing. I smiled softly, “You always act tough but you’re just a big ole softy, ain’t ya – ow, fuck, Aizawa!”

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The day of the sports festival had finally arrived and the stadium was packed with people. Various food stalls had been set up outside, including a glorious taco stand. Me and the rest of class 1-A had been ordered to change into our gym uniforms and hang out in the waiting room until we were called out, but I had woken up late and missed breakfast. Plus, tacos.

While the others nervously and excitedly chatted with one another about the sports fest, I slipped out of the room and out to the front where the food stalls were located. My mouth started to water at all the glorious smells teasing my nose, my stomach growling and whining at me. I stopped behind a woman with a small child, trying not to tap my foot impatiently as she waited on her food. Finally, she stepped away and I moved forward.

The man at the stall was older, maybe late fifties or early sixties, with a mess of gray hair. A thin, white bandana had been wrapped around his forehead, the name ‘Shimatsu Tacos!’ written in bold red lettering with a taco between the two words.

He smiled kindly, wrinkles appearing around his mouth. “What can I get for you?”

“Five soft shell tacos, please.” I dug around in my pocket for the money I had shoved there after changing out of my uniform.

“Coming right up!” He hummed as he started to cook the beef and toast the shells.

“Hey, you!” An arm slung around my shoulder and I scowled at the contact, slapping my palm against the woman’s face and shoving her away from me. Her hand grabbed my shoulder, refusing to let go. “Hey, what are you doing?!”

“Don’t fucking touch me, rude ass.” I stomped my foot down on hers and she finally let go.

“Ow, that hurt, you brat!” Her purple eyes narrowed at me as she clutched her foot, blonde hair bouncing as she hopped on the other foot.

“Don’t fucking touch people without their permission.” I folded my arms over my chest.

“Listen here, you little -”

“Mt. Lady!” A man grabbed her wrist before she could grab me. He looks like… a leafless tree in a tight blue one-piece. ‘Kay, then. “You can’t attack a student, what are you thinking?”

“This brat attacked me.” She huffed.

I rolled my eyes. “I stomped on your foot because you grabbed me and wouldn’t let go. Get over it.”

“See! She admitted it!” She pointed an accusing finger at me. Bitch, are you five?

“You shouldn’t have grabbed her,” Woodsman scolded before turning to me, softening his voice. “And you shouldn’t attack people.”

“Che,” I looked away from him, turning back to the old man as he handed me my food. Each taco was wrapped separately and all of them were placed in a small, cardboard container.

“Here you are, enjoy!”

“How much do I owe you?”

“Not a thing!” He grinned, giving me a thumbs up. “Just do your best in the sports festival!”

I hummed as something behind him caught my eye. “Hey, can I have that?”

His eyes followed mine and he seemed to realize what I was planning to do. He laughed loudly, taking it down from the peg it hung on and handing it over to me. “Good luck, kid!”

“Thanks,” I sent him a smile before turning toward the stadium.

“Wait a minute! I’m not done with you!” The woman grabbed my shoulder. “You need to learn some respect, kid!”

I scoffed, slapping her hand away. “And you need to learn to keep your hands to your fuckin’ self. Respect is earned, it ain’t given freely, and you ain’t done shit to earn my respect so fuck off, old lady.”

“O-Old?!”

Hmm, how annoying. I weaved my way through the crowd of people, munching on one of the tacos as I re-entered the stadium. I pushed open the door to our waiting room and stopped short as the tense atmosphere.

“- Of course you’re better than me.” Izuku was saying as he faced Todoroki. “In fact, you probably have way more potential than anyone in the hero course. That’s why you got in so easily.”

Fucking rude, you little shit.

“Midoriya, maybe you’re being a little hard on yourself. And us…” Kirishima spoke up, holding his hands up. He was clearly trying to defuse the situation.

“No, he’s right, guys! All the other courses… they’re coming for us with everything they’ve got. We’re all gonna have to fight to stand out. And I’ll be aiming for the top, too!”

“Fine,” Todoroki responded, his voice ice cold.

“Sheesh, you guys are a couple of edgelords, ain’t ya?” I commented before taking another bite of the taco.

“Winchester! Where did you disappear to?” Kiri asked, his eyes snapping to the food in my hand. “Hey, where did you get that food? And where’s mine?”

“Food stand,” I answered. “If I share with you, I’d have to share with the whole class and I ain’t about that life. Sorry, bro.”

He sweatdropped.

“Um, Jen-san?”

“What, Izuku?”

“…why are you wearing a bandana around your forehead that says ‘Shimatsu Tacos’?”

“Don’t question my fashion choices, you little shit.”

“R-Right…”

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zombietigerlove · 4 years

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dis lit

so like my lil bro came home from skool and said some nigga punched him and im just like bitch dat whats you get for being white lol like kill all white folk already yall. and dis bitch walk to his room and do dis gay ass thing he take all his clothes off and lay in bed tf. i come in and i am shaking yall he had like a 5 inch boner rite on the blacket so i am just crying and hes just all ‘i wasnt doing what u think i was doing’ like uuuuuuuuum mmmmm bitch who u think i am some dumbass fuckin monkey ho so like i see dat d and like dont judge yall but like i kinda like dat dicc. my asshol racist homophob transphob sexist bf just split so like dis bitch need dick yall know what i mean lmao like i sit on dat bed and he be sweatin b so i put my size 19s on that dick and im finna fucc dis white boi like bitch dose balls gotta be drained so i start jerkin my racist nazi sexist globophobe racist bro he start moaning like dat cat i killed cause being a sycopath is accepted in our world lol then like 3 minits pass and like im ready for that dicc yall. im finna dom this cracka ass boi lol for like the next 6 hours im like milkin dis niggas cock and this wite boi cum all up in me it so fkn hot n sticky yall i scremad like am i bouta have mixed babies lol?? betta mixe s then white lmao fuck wite peope black peopel are so much beter then dem like we can spel better den dem liek we r so mutsch betr llol then mama come in and shoot my bro and now we dipppin da pigs olo fuck white ppl black lives matta ook ook ook ooga booga shit nigga ook uo nigga fucc

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lettersofsky · 5 years

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Gamzee -> Encounter Lususal Affection

Homestuck Gamzee Makara/Equius Zahhak

GAMZEE’S LUSUS WON’T LOOK AFTER HIM SO I GUESS HIS QUADMATE’S LUSUS’ WILL JUST HAVE TO GIVE HIM AFFECTION >:Y

You almost didn’t make it to Equius’ place, it’s your first time going over and the area is new and confusing to you. Doesn’t help that you thought you mighta seen the edge of your lusus on the horizon as you were preparing to leave, doesn’t help that you’d stayed at your door watching the horizon for longer than you thought you had until Equius contacted you, getting his inquiry on about chilled feet.

You did though, you made it.

Made it despite wanting to turn back and just call all of this thing off.

You weren’t real ready to meet Equius face to face yet, didn’t think you’d ever be. You didn’t know how to deal with face to face interacting, you’ve never real done it before, haven’t had no chance to with where your hive is. But… but Equius had gotten his insisting on, wanting you to show up at his place so he could get his sights on at you, decide on how to help you with getting yourself more proper-like. Not in those words, Equius had had a bunch a words to say but this was what you’d gathered he’d meant.

Really, why couldn’t a brother just say what he meant instead of wasting all that time trying to talk his circles around a motherfucker? Right motherfuckin rude, really.

Doesn’t matter now though, you’re just… wastin time yourself now, standin outside his door and tryin to bring yourself to knock and meet Equius face to face for the first time and dealin with the fact that you’re definitely not what he was expectin and messiahs this was a motherfuckin bad idea on your part and…

Motherfuck the doors open now, motherfuck what do you do –

“Hey Equibro,” you greet, doin your best not to give away from nervous you are as you look, motherfuck you gotta look down at a sweaty bro cause he’s only at your chin, motherfuck you weren’t expectin that you were expectin him to be taller than you were. Motherfuckin pan blown right there.

“Highblood,” there’s Equius getting yourself out a yer own pan, what a good brother he is. Motherfuck there’s an obvious differences in your voices though, yours sounds rough and disused to even your own ears but Equius sounds so nice, like he’s all used to talkin and that’s so “I see you managed not to simply walk into a pond on your way here.” Never mind.

“Aww, bro, so glad to know you all up and bothered to be – “ you’re starting to get your pitch flirt on, responding to Equius the way he hates and gets him all cute and flustered when his… his lusus just… just walks out with a blanket and wraps it all around you like you was a cold brother and then he was gone, turned back into Equius’ hive and starts making sounds in the meal block.

You don’t know how to deal with that. Don’t know how to deal with that at all.

You’re just standing in front of Equius now, unable to get your pan back into workin order to think again.

“That’s um…” Equius is sweatin up a storm now, all gross and nervous and fiddling with his hands and hell motherfuckin yeah you finally have an image to go with the other troll getting all worked up at you on Trollian. “Aurthour, he is… he means well Highblood… he did not mean to… act in such a way that you did not want…”

“Nah,” your voice sounds thicker, like there’s something all up and making it’s motherfuckin home in your throat. You try to clear it before starting again. “Nah, it’s… it’s alright Equibro. I just… I ain’t used to things like that s’all. Nothing anybody’s takin offense to.”

If there’s pity in Equius’ face you ain’t being able to recognize it, nah, you’re a bit too focused on his lusus, Aurthour, returning with a steaming mug of something on a tray and offering it at ya and that’s… that’s real nice, you ain’t even in this brother’s home yet and this lusus is being so nice to you. You don’t understand it. It’s way too motherfuckin new for you right now.

#gamquius #equigam #gameq #Gamzee Makara #Equius zahhak #homestuck #Skyee Writes

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uniformbravo · 5 years

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i liveblogged the new pnat update bc i could tell from the 1st paragraph that i wasn’t gonna survive AND I WAS RIGHT GGKDJKFKJG

im already sobbing

GJFJFDKBJDKFKSJDKJSDKSDJ IM ALREADY SOBBIGN

bye ed (but valid)

UH HUH I SEE U & UR LAME PUNS

fjkgkdfdkg bye

COVERS MY FACE W/ MY HANDS????? //MAX,//

im crying @ the idea of these random high schoolers coming around making fun of a 7th grader for being bad at minigolf like fjkgkdjfkd also the fact that they’re evidently just doing the course over & over again like arent u supposed to return ur equipment after u finish the last hole smh, truly a bunch of hooligans, some real rowdy teens out here (bogeyman is so funny tho rip max)

isaac tryin to be optimistic for max is RLY CUTE

A HUMAN BUG ZAPPER but isnt he vegan (or is it just vegetarian) does he even realize, im cryin this is so tragic

The Highest He’d Ever Scored On Anything

wow very funny of zack to put a 3d fist coming out of the screen at my face instead of words at this part, ((also im dying it took them (presumably) 17 holes to start caring abt max having a good time gjkldfksd))

reading this paragraph was like being on the receiving end of a multi-hit combo where each hit lands harder than the last im????? actually in tears rn

ISABEL IS SO VALID GJFKJDLKJSGKLDF

isaac rly out here testing my ability to breathe normally & also not be crying why is he sO??????? Like That

this is so wholesome???? end me?????

“Poor Isaac” (also destroy me just do if fukcigngn wshoot me jsUST DO IT)

jsut isabel & isaac being frriendns it’s fINE everythign is fine it’S ALL GOOD HERE BRO....,,.,. IM NOT CRYIN MY EYES R JUST SWEATIN G

hEY SO UH NO NEED TO DESTROY ME ANYMORE BC THIS JUST DID IN ONE HIT GJFKDKFJSKDGKDFDKLGJSKDFJD SOBBING!!!!! THANKS!!!!!!!!!

catch me crying under the bleachers every time max calls the members of the activity club his friends

WHOLESOME 10/10 FIVE STARS I CRIED A LOT WE ARE TRULY LIVING IN THE BLESSED TIMELINE IM DEAD NOW BYE

#Legendary Update.......................#this is 90% me crying frantically but w/e!!!! it's all good #retag later #pn blogging

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outcrying · 7 years

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I'm rly curious about the clown story...what happened after he chased you???

bro. i’m giving u the full story. it’s a typical halloween party. i’m chillin, but there’s no candy. so i’m out with like 5 or 6 friends and we’re just going around the neighborhood, blasting fetty wap, as it was autumn of 2015 and it was both appropriate and timely to do so.

we turn onto this v well decorated street and are like. yes. they have to have the full size candy bars. they gotta. (spoiler: they didn’t.) when we turn into this dead. end. street, we see some dudes next to a golf cart with all types of halloween-y stuff on it. i watch a man put a clown mask on. there is a chainsaw on the seat in front of him.

i turn around and keep walking straight with my friends. u know. sweatin. mainly bc it’s like 90-something degrees out and 100% humidity bc i live in florida (aka literal hell), but also bc i know this man is about to try some shit. i’m givin myself an internal pep talk like ya this is cool this is chill we gettin candy but then i hear a rev from a chainsaw behind me

and i’m like. shit. be chill. this guy won’t chase if i don’t run. i’m gonna stay w my friends and we’re gonna get some hershey bars! okay! it’s all good! this man revs again. and a girl in my group turns around. screams. and starts running. and idk what happened okay it was some complete fight or flight split second adrenaline bullshit and now i’m running too.

so. of course. this man is chasing us. lit. this girl turns so she gets to the sidewalk and i keep going straight. and guess who this son of a gun keeps chasing. me. again, lit. at the end of the road there’s a house and i stop because i literally cannot jump through this poor suburban family’s window (their lights were turned off too so you know they weren’t down w this halloween shit). and i’m just standing there, watching a chainsaw-wielding clown run in my direction and i’m like. shit. i’m not gonna die but u kno. i might die.

i see my friend on the sidewalk to my right about 50 feet away and think. can i do this. can i outrun a middle aged man in a full costume and mask carrying what is probably a heavy object. so i go for it, while yelling something along the lines of “i will lit-er-alleeeeeee fucking kill you,” reach him, grip the back of his shirt and use him as a shield, and (according to him) scare the knife-wielding gremlin standing next to him

anyway there was a mother with her like 6 year old son right in front of us and i feel bad for teaching him both a curse word and about homicide but u know. a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. so yeah that’s why i hate clowns thank u for listening

#this is all 100% true like #i put in as many details as possible just in case u don't believe me #ik i'm extra as hell pero u kno. shit happens #anon #ask

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whatthebodygraspsnot · 7 years

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That ABC’s of Me you did with Lance was really interesting! Do you think you could do it with Keith?

i sure can

ABCs of babyboi

A - age: 24 but sometimes 45 at heartB - biggest fear: losing the last bit of control he has in a sticky situation. also spiders. those crawly motherfuckers.C - current time: 3:43. he’s technically supposed to be heading over to afterschool now but anon wanted this so. pidge probably has everything on lock down anyway, he’s good. (sounds of screaming children in the background)

D - drink you last had: coffee with a new thing of peppermint creamer because shiro’s the best big bro in existence E - every day starts with: staring at his ceiling with dread. or at least it used to until lance started leaving him funny early morning snaps. (he doesn’t know if it’s bc he told lance he hates waking up or if it’s just a coincidence.)F - favorite song: cemetary drive by mcr and if you’re planning on saying even a single sarcastic thing keith will make your life so shitty omgG - ghosts, are they real?: he’s never seen an actual bodily manifestation, but mystical energies are real and he’s a little worried about how negative his will be when he diesH - home town: a town south of chicago where there are Lots and Lots of white people and Lots and Lots of high-end stores that the town thinks The White People can afford to shop at but they can’t. so the businesses are always tanking and switching out for another high-end that’s gonna tank in a few months. moving out with shiro was a godsend.I - in love with: J - jealous of: people who are naturally socialK - killed someone: this is a joke but keith’s sweatin a little. not because he’s killed anyone. just…you know…maybe thought about it once or twice. nothing wrong with that right? everyone’s done that………right?L - last time you cried: there are levels of crying and this question doesn’t specify which level so he can’t possibly.M - middle name: fuck if he knows. foster care didn’t seem to think that was an important piece of info to get.N - number of siblings: shiroO - one wish: ok honestly itd be pretty great to be more confident around lance without the help of being shitfacedP - person you last called/texted: lance just texted him about an anime called No. 6??? when will the suffering end???Q - question you’re always asked: “why the long face?” “when is afterschool over?” R - reason to smile: ew grossS - song last sang: might’ve maybe hummed along with shiro to a maroon 5 song that was on the radioT - time you woke up: 9ish. space jam stepped on his throat.U - underwear color: black (this is a dumb question for U. literally any other U would’ve worked. like… ….. ………………………. *clears throat* black. he has black underwear.)V - vacation destination: it’d be cool to go to korea but he’s not dying to go. he’s also had this childish craving to go to disneyland since getting adopted, but he feels like it wouldn’t be as awesome now at 24.W - worst habit: his sarcasm is way too dry sometimes and people think he’s being serious. Ex: “Hey, wanna go for a jog tomorrow morning?” “There’s nothing I’d rather do.” “Okay cool! Pick you up at 6!” “Wait-”X - x rays you’ve had: teeth, and that one time he was thiiis close to breaking his arm while rollerskating at an afterschool thingY - your favorite foods: deeeeeeeeeep diiiiiiiiiish piiiiiiizzaaaaaaaa. also coffee, but that’s not a secret. oh, and also just breakfast food in general. if he could eat breakfast food for every meal he would do it in a heart beat omgZ - zodiac sign: aries

#crowd pleaser au #ye ye

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chimerabal · 6 years

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I think this is session 12?

We open the session in a small huddle talking about The Plan. We realize that Cassiel knowing all of this is probably a problem. We ask him to leave and he... doesn’t want to. I have “shenanigans at Aurelia” written here and I can’t for the life of me remember what exactly he said or did. Fox is pretty sure she had to flirt at him to get him to leave though so- yea. He eventually agrees to get outta here for a little bit and we PLAN.

Uriel tries to argue against The PLAN. It’s crazy, we can’t actually trust these people, life in Thraben is actually GOOD between missions... she’s pretty thoroughly shot down. Mikaela says that the church isn’t going to let this go, and that we can’t trust the church any more really- others agree. Sibyl says she has faith in the scientists (well... the necro-alchemists at least) and what they are working towards. She also gives us a rundown of the necro-alchemist’s side of their mission and all- building better tech and doing research to help protect everyone. Some doubt shows through in Sibyl’s expression though :eyes: :eyes: :eyes emojis:

Sibyl goes and relay’s our plan to Cleofe and is given the go ahead. She does mention that, although she cannot force Uriel to do anything, that without leaving a body for the skaaberens she cannot guarantee the party’s safety. This makes us all very nervous but Uriel is a piss and says she’s prepared for whatever. Shes not. She gets a look at the group’s monsters (one skaab with a design we fought before, Cleofe’s puppet nightmare, and the last skaap has a gross tentacle cape thats probably hiding weapons.... Margret kept her monster hidden... ⊃゜Д゜;;;)) just to see what we’re up against should the worst happen... it ain’t good. Sibyl and Cleofe also discuss what Romana had shared, Sibyl is intentionally secretive, though I wish I had written down what was said because it was slightly more than what we usually get outta her. When asked about codes she plays dumb successfully.

Aurelia takes a moment to speak with Uriel. She says she cannot STAND Cassiel any longer, and that if forced to she’ll probably stab him. Cass offered to pay to ruin some guys that were making Aurelia’s life hard, and that’s way WAY too important to just... not deal with. IF Uriel could pay these people off- its the same money source right?- then no older brothers have to get stabbed. Well... stab was the Wrong Word to use, and Uriel is instantly pissed off by the whole convo. Uriel counters with her own deal, which is ‘how about you DON’T stab my family, accept Cassiel’s generosity, and I WON’T stitch all your fucking fingers together’. They go back and forth a bit. ‘We’re FRIENDS aren’t we???’ (I see what you did there- using the F word against Uriel- yoU TRIED) ‘Well I would LIKE to be your friend, you seem fun, but here you go threatening to STAB MY FAMILY’ ‘you KNOW he deserves it’ ‘>:(’. Mikaela intercepts and tells Aurelia to stop heckling her girlfriend- which is an interesting word choice being that in game time the kiss stuff happened probably two hours ago- tops. Uriel fails a wisdom save and has to end the argument b/c shes an emotional blushing mess ag a i n. Uriel tells Aurelia that they’re going to revisit the subject.

The party, sans Sibyl, she wanted to stay behind and learn more about her colleagues, return to the Bleyhall estate with Cassiel. Cassiel brings up The Plan and how he doesn’t like that we’re faking deaths- ESPECIALLY his beloved’s. We try to just get him to drop the whole damn thing and let us handle it, and fail. Aurelia and Cassiel come up with an arrangement where Aurelia will use her experience in faking her own death and making a new identity to get a job in the Bleyhall estate as a maid- so they “won’t have to be apart” (a part of Aurelia died trying to plan this :’) it’s so fun to watch). She also get’s him to agree that the job is really only in writing and salary- and that she won’t actually be working. Not done being a nuisance, Cassiel starts asking about Uriel and Mikaela’s status. He thinks it would be hilarious to tell the parents; both highly disagree. Mikaela stresses that for now the relationship is a secret, the parents and more importantly the church doesn’t have to know, and that he should really just pretend nothing even happened- Uriel readily agrees.

At the estate the party is greeted by a long time servant of the Bleyhall’s, Sigmund, who is introduced to us as ‘more of a father to Uriel and her brothers than their own’ :’). Sigmund is very emotional to see both Cassiel and Uriel, and uncharacteristic hugs are had between them all. Aurelia, while we’re all happy and reuniting, is making obscene hand gestures behind Uriel’s back and pointing to Mikaela. We don’t catch her. One day we will though- you’ve got it coming to you, you piss. He tries to insist we see Uriel’s parents Right Away, and, between the lines, tips us off that if we don’t see them right now we’re missing out on a Lot Of Cash Money. We are able to convince him into letting us see Michael first.

We find Michael in his room with this CRAZY ELABORATE C.S.I. style photo/string web set up detailing the skaaberen group and it’s members- although mostly Cleofe lmao. He had held onto one of Uriel’s journals and was getting all kinds of descriptors from it and he had... a stupidly large amount of info. He even did some illustrations, the ones of Cleofe were ‘very accurate, however like... 10% angrier than she usually looks”. In the mess of papers and string and all, he also had set aside some shiny new weaponry and animal traps for the ~hunt~ he had been planning. The whole damn party OOC is like, fuckin’ enamored with Michael. In character Aurelia is like, head over heels, super into this though. Uriel and Mikaela express their gratitude (Uriel also gives him a shot about Continuing To Take And Read Her Journals) but tell him that this really really isn’t necessary- please don’t go hunting them down Cassiel is FINE- we want them alive for a while. At some point their budding relationship is brought up again, Uriel gets teased about suspected necrophilia from her bros, it is stressed that we are keeping shit secret from the church please stop talking about it. Michael also mentions that the reaction the parents would have would be Fun- especially seeing that Mikaela is a church member... I didn’t mention it in game, but HOO MAN Uriel is not nearly as ballsy as her brothers are with prodding the parents (it’s not so much in fear of a bad reaction- which isn’t Great but she can deal with that- it’s that she’s SO SURE they won’t react at all and that kind of... nothingness just crushes her so she rarely even risks it any more). We go to return the weapons we borrowed, he lets us keep whatever we really feel like keeping.

But oh my god ok the important part: AURELIA. She goes into Full Flirt Overdrive at Michael. She compliment’s his “art”, how sophisticated the setup he has going is, his array of weaponry (again). She mentions that she probably has a new job lined up at the manor and that she cannot wait to ‘polish his weapons’ (I can’t even fuckin type this I’m dyin x’D). The flirts WO R K, which is a big deal considering the rolls she usually gets, and Michael is into it in his... own weird way, ‘I’d like to get them a bit... messy before polishing them’. I’m pretty sure the heir thing was mentioned again, which wasn’t enough to totally repel Aurelia this time so???

As a note: my character is deeply disturbed over Aurelia’s thing for Michael’s gleeful willingness to kill shit. She’s uncomfortable with how murder-y Michael is too, but like that’s just him, she’s accepted it by now. Sometimes he brings back nice dead things to stitch up. It’s Fine. The fact that Aurelia finds that trait desirable (a turn on even???) really REALLY makes Uriel question What The Fuck kind of person Aurelia is.

All of this happened right in front of Cassiel, who is just like... pissed and mortified and so fucking confused??? He snaps at Michael, asking why the only time he’s ever been interested in a living- breathing- actual woman is when it’s cUCKING HIM? He tries, and fails, to get Uriel to take his side on this (hell no I’m not touching this shit lm fa o). The brother’s argue for a bit, Cassiel tries to suck Aurelia in briefly which also fails. Picking up on Aurelia’s total disinterest in Cass, Michael asks if their ‘relationship’ is an actual thing Both of them agreed upon. Cassiel fumbles and gives some shitty non-answer- Aurelia is like... sweatin. Uriel calls Cass out on his crap answer and asks where he met her- he says it would be inappropriate to talk about that. Aurelia is fed up with all of this and tells some her tragic backstory as a poor stripper, that Cassiel is just gross and obessed with her stage persona, and that Cassiel was bribing her with funds to pay off/revenge on one of the noble families she is indebted to. She storms out of the room, Michael scolds Cassiel and follows, Uriel and Mikaela ALSO scold Cassiel (LMAO) and go watch Aurelia and Michael from the doorway all sneaky (but no so sneaky) like.

Michael sorta half/not really apologizes for Cassiel’s behavior, and the two just McFuckin continue flirting. THIS IS WHERE THE HEIR THING WAS MENTIONED what bad timing, c’mon Aurelia that’s such a red flag. Pretty sure Michael offered a different kind of revenge, more... active... than the type is brother is experienced with, on the family Aurelia’s indebted to. Swoons. Uriel and Mikaela decide they’ve seen enough and take Cassiel down to speak to the crone and the deadman.

While bringing Cassiel down to the office, he shares with Uriel and Mikaela that he’s been doing some deep thinking about what just happened between him, Aurelia, and his brother. He has come to the conclusion that monogamy and romance are a scam, the absolute idiot. Uriel tells him that, it’s good he’s been soul searching, but that his conclusion needs some work. Cassiel in response tells Uriel not to make the same mistakes he did, and to get out of the thing with Mikaela before it’s too late, incredible.

Uriel takes the lead to speak with their parents. It’s awkward, per usual. Uriel is prodded into actually asking for the money which... worked but still doesn’t feel too great. The party gets a couple thousand for bringing Cassiel back, and more money is on the table for the info we can provide. They ask for whatever we can give, who did the kidnapping, where they are, how long they will be there etc etc... Not wanting to give up the science camp’s deets, we say that because it was a part of a ‘church investigation’ our hands are tied for the time being. I... had also told something to Sigmund and also here that.... I don’t remember. I think it was that the kidnappers were skaaberens who we didn’t recognize and that they seemed mobile and are probably un-trackable? That doesn’t feel right? Whatever. Uriel tells her parents that, as soon as the info cleared, she will return and tell them everything, and that the families reputation is one of her primary interests here. They tell her she did well (!!!) and the party is excused with 2500gp. 625 gold PER PERSON. hhhhwow.

Off-camera, Aurelia and Michael had ironed out some details about Aurelia’s fake employment at the estate and her secret-identity-to-be. When Uriel and Mikaela go to get Aurelia, all serious talk is over with the two are drawing portraits of all the people at the clearing. The likenesses are spot on, and Aurelia is telling who can be stabbed and who cannot (for now), and are just generally having a great time making battle plans (xD). She also had drawn the skaabs at the camp; Michael was able to add what the probable functions of the monsters were as well, and circled some weak points- very useful. We wait until we’re outside and on the way back to the training grounds to give Aurelia her 625gp, she fuckin’ BOLTS with it to go find her family.

Back at the clearing with all the scientists, Sibyl has a talk with Prof. Ebner about the status of her old colleagues. I apologize Ollie, I had spaced out some, but what I got was: None are dead. Yay. Blair is excited to be doing science again. Otto is more somber than he was b/c of EVENTS but is still good for morale. Elodie did... something that didn’t sound too great. Something about ego and competition getting in the way of work? Ebner is super worried about Romana. He says she seems like she’s changed- which might just be a symptom of the church persecution and shitty-traveling-woods-camp living conditions- but still. She’s been super paranoid and very stressed and her plans are going slowly.... plans I think Sibyl knows but I don’t... Gathering forces was mentioned, the church being a pain in the ass was mentioned; apparently there is something that is a Bigger Concern than church persecution right now too and???????????? HHHHHHHHH??????

((I spend all this time excited to learn Sibyl backstory and just- zone the fuck out when it happens? I’m mad at me. >:( ))

At the training grounds, Mikaela and Uriel are really, REALLY GAY. Mikaela has to know if her feelings are mutual, and if the two of them are a couple or not- Well... yes. But before giving a proper yes/no Uriel has Mikaela confirm that she isn’t just using the kissing and feelings to manipulate her- Of course not. Mikaela’s anger with the church is mentioned (Uriel almost makes a lewd comment about that) and she say’s she’s not letting anyone make decisions for her any more and also makes it very clear that she is willing to dive head first into this ship like- right away. Despite this they agree that the church should probably not know; workplace/personal life conflicts and all... we’re pretty sure that the Lunarch will NOT like one of his clerics being involved with a criminal she was supposed to keep in check. The two make out for an undetermined amount of time, but DM implies that is was a long while b/c of some above average chr dice rolls... so long in fact that Aurelia had made it all the way back from giving her family the cash and walked in on the two.

Aurelia, being herself, made a comment that set Mikaela off (which, isn’t too hard to do) and she gets chased out of the room. The two decide to just sit and talk and snuggle a bit after having the mood thoroughly ruined, and Uriel goes all 20 questions on Mikaela. The most important take away from the questions is that Mikaela feels SUPER betrayed by the church, she put in so much of her time and work and life and got what? Assigned to something she never wanted to do and then LIED TO? Whack. Mikaela asked 1 (one) question, which was why Uriel makes her ‘sculptures’ and got.... a less than noble answer; basically just because she likes doing it. Mikaela said that it’s cool Uriel does what she wants, and that she hasn’t done anything for herself in a really long time, which, set Uriel off a bit... Uriel asks what is something that Mikaela has been wanting to do- Mikaela said that a nice sounding day would be to take a walk and visit a bakery or smthn... so now they’re at a bakery and its like... midnight... and Uriel is bribing the baker to just.... let us sit here and give us whatever things he already has made. Note: The whole cuddle session was being watched by Aurelia who had decided to be a fuckin’ voyeur and peep through the window. She blew her cover by pointing out an accidental innuendo (what do you want to do- ‘YOU OBVS’) then bailed again; lbr she probably followed Uriel and Mikaela to the bakery...

Uriel is going to tip that baker like... an entire gold coin... next session.

#long post #Fantasy RP Campaign

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TITANS: Episode 7

(DISCLAIMER: MY OPINION IS MY OWN AND CAN BE DEEMED INVALID TO THOSE WHO DON’T CARE FOR IT.)

I just want to start off by saying that Titans is getting a lot better now that we’re up to 7 episodes. The show itself has found its footing. Now I’m just waiting for the characters to develop more. But, nonetheless, anything can change. Anyways here we go...

ASYLUM

Numbered points here we come.

Alrighty just seating in the shower I see.

“5 minutes” - ROBIN

A lot can happen in 5 minutes my dude.

Bro they could’ve at least have her walk in with a hidden walkie-talkie LOL SMH

“You were not placed on this planet to destroy but to reveal. To save us.“ - BIG GOON

I know they hear those screams

Maybe I spoke too soon... this is some freaky shit.

BIG GOON weird af LOL

“I know everything about her. She will purify the world.“ - BIG GOON

TRIGON!!!!!!!

Who tf is Angela?

Ohh, thank you for asking that question STARFIRE I was thinking the same thing.

“Let’s talk about Angela.“ - STARFIRE (oh yes please go in depth to with lots of detail.)

SHE FINALLY TOOK THAT FUCKING JACKET OFF!!!!

MOM & DAD

LMFAO LOOK HOW SHE’S STANDING!!!!! WHY ARE HER LEGS LIKE thAT?!?!?!?! (For those who don’t find it amusing I promise I’m not on drugs.)

She’s such a crybaby omg. Her character development better be a humungous one because this is UNACCEPTABLE for the character of RAVEN.

“You’ve got us.“ - BEAST BOY

“If you agree with people they tend to leave you alone.“ - BEAST BOY

He gotta a point though

Bitch your powers don’t work well during the night but you wanna blow the door down?!?! OK... YOU DO YOU BOOBOO.

See you can’t leave the kids alone sweety.

I fuck with the song on the radio...

“So which way?“ bitch you don’t even fucking know so how is he suppose to know too?!?!?

They really need to use their codenames because saying their names aloud is a big no-no.

DAAAAMMMNNN HE SWEATIN’ BULLETS!!

“THE FUCK IS THAT?!“ - ROBIN

GARFIELD is a wild one.

THEY LET BIG GOON FREE!?!?!?!

“What are you talking about?“ el estupido chica

OHHHHH SHIIIIITT!!!! So much for having an anesthesiologist. LOL TOO SOON TOO SOON SORRY.

ROBIN is a fucking genius.

American Horror Story: ASYLUM = TITANS: episode 7 ASYLUM (I’m petty and I apologize for that.)

Does he really think this person is going to help him?

OOHHHH SHIIIIIITTTTT!!!!!

“Why are you doing this?“ - ROBIN “I hate you.“ - YOUNG ROBIN bruh my inner demons tell me the same thing my dude.

OHH SHIT WE’RE IN THE BATCAVE!!!!!!

ROBIN is getting FUCKED UP!!

OH FUCK NO!! THIS SOME BLACK MIRROR SHIT!!

Black Mirror: Season 3 - Episode 2 = Titans: Episode 7

BIG GOON is a wicked mofo my dudes.

“All you have to do is call your father.“ - BIG GOON YES BRING THAT MOTHERFUCKE HERE!!!!! (it’s lowkey like she got sent to the principal’s office LOL)

BIG GOON LOOKIN’ SICK AF LITERALLY

LOL what if he woke like “SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKER!” As if he was on that Tyrone shit with a dash of Beetlejuice.

DAAMMMNN BEAST BOY!!!!!

WHAT THE FIGGEDY FUCK!!!

“I bit him.“ - BEAST BOY

Heal him...

Damn, they didn’t have to do ROBIN like that.

“You promised that you never leave me“ - RAVEN (Her mom was lookin’ sick af too)

oooo pretty nails.

You know I’m not trying to be that bitch but I don’t necessarily think the cuss words are needed.

BEAT THAT ASS!!!!

.....

well then...

finally got rid of the suit.

Well, tonight's ending was very bittersweet. But, I’m so fucking ready for NIGHTWING TO COME ALIVE!! Alright to end this on a light note. of remembering that... EVERYONE’S A CRITIC WHEN THEIR OPINION MATTERS THE LEAST…

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