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regionalatbest · 3 years
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I FINALLY BOUGHT MY FIRST SKIRT AND I FEEL CUTE AS HELL
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the-coffee-story · 3 years
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Rise of the Forest God
Chapter 17 - Professor Tally Winchester
Winchester Hall was a beautiful, dark Victorian mansion á lá Addams Family that rested proudly upon the tallest hill around. The windows, grey with age and dust were tall and skinny and a rusted iron gate, with weathered carvings now indistinguishable rested half swallowed by dirt and uncut blades of long dry grass. The whole thing blended rather well with the crawling forest behind it.
The team was waiting by the gate, curious and giddy with half-numbed nervousness.
"Well, now I'm definitely interested," Walther commented, peeking through the towering, rusted gate. "This looks like it's haunted by at least three ghosts who died a horrible death. They never found the heads."
October laughed.
"Seriously October, imagine the Addams Family's mansion, now scale it down a little."
He raised an eyebrow. "Can't wait for Morticia to pop out."
"Well, Morticia was definitely not on the phone," Violet noted.
Suddenly, the carved, dark-oak door that rested comfortably in the centre of the home's front opened, and a young man peeked out, adjusting his glasses as he took a moment to assess the situation. After a few moments passed, he noticed the team waiting by the gate, waved to wordlessly grab their attention, and quickly scuttled over.
Tally Winchester was a medium-heighted, slender and bald individual with large, wildly blue eyes behind thick glasses and a countless amount of scattered silver piercings dotted in and around his earlobe. Despite the fact that it was it had just dawned early spring, his skin was sunburnt and tanned, as if he spent most of his days somewhere lost outside. He walked with a noticable limp, and Walther didn't need to wait long for an explanation, when a prosthetic briefly appeared between his worn brown converse sneakers and faded jeans.
"Hi!" He flashed a toothy smiled at the group and opened the gate. "Great to see you, I'm Professor Tally Winchester!" He shook everyone's hands as they trickled past. The sleeves of his petrol flannel were rolled up, revealing a rather out-of-place, faded tattoo of a crawling lizard and a bunch of old scars. "You can call me Tally though."
Violet held out her hand. "Hi, I'm Violet, we talked on the phone."
"Great to meet you all!" He grinned. "Are you coming inside?"
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"Before anyone asks, I inherited the house," Tally explained while leading them upstairs. "It's rotten and I hate it and the bills are a naked horror but I doubt I can find anything that has more capacities for a library." He opened a door. "Intrate, everyone."
"Remarkable," Doc commented.
Remarkable was indeed an understatemt. The room they'd entered was a library- with a beautiful brick fireplace and huge windows that let in the sparse afternoon sun, bookshelves brushed against the webbed ceiling and sunk into every wall. The floor was carpeted, through incredibly uncomfortable to walk on, and the furniture antique. One wall was plastered with photographs and notes.
"Nice," Walther mumbled, taking the second to once again soak in their surroundings.
Tally grinned, idly brushing aside pages and old notes compromised of incomprehensible scribbles and drawings. His teeth were somewhat crooked. "I didn't replace any of the furniture, but I did sell a chunk of the old books. There was just no space for mine." He closed the door behind them. "So anyway, you wanted to know about the cult?"
"There's been a bunch of murders in Forest Lane that were eerily similar to what it did, so yeah." Thasfield shrugged his broad shoulders. "We suspect the cult might be involved."
"Oh, I heard about that on the news!" Tally sorted the files on the table until he found what he was looking for. Then he looked up. His face was serious now. "At this point I'd like to admit I have a slightly selfish motivation in this."
"What is it?", Violet asked.
"You see..." Tally leaned against the table. "For context, I'm a history professor, but my focus is on cryptids and modern legends. Historical context, potential explanations, yada yada. A few years ago I stumbled across the legend of the Forest God."
Walther's face lit up. "Oh, I remember that story, my parents used to tell it to me when I was a kid! This one guy got lost in the woods, was found dead and after his funeral his reanimated corpse came home and his wife who loved him very, very much-" They side-eyed Violet and Coffee, who in turn glared back. "-couldn't accept that maybe it's not exactly normal that your husband's corpse is vibing around, then after a while he started killing people, then he killed her and then the neighbours buried him in an iron casket in the woods so he would stop randomly murdering people. Right?"
"You summed it up." Tally nodded.
"But who believes in that?!" Violet frowned. "I mean... it's just a legend, right? Somebody finally snapped, had a rough week or something, and people straight up believe his bullshit?"
"He came back from the dead and started murdering people, Violet," Doc commented.
She shrugged dismissively. "We've all been there."
"I don't want to meet you after a bad week," Tally remarked with mild discomfort, absentmindedly flipping through pages of notes and nonsense. "The existence of the man who allegedly became the Forest God is proven. His name was Eustace Wyndham and if you ask me he had rabies and some things were added for drama. But that's not even relevant, because the cult came almost a hundred years later." He slid around the table and opened another scattered file. "1969 they started to worship the Forest God. At first it was nothing special, you know, just the average college student nonsense." He held up an old photograph, subtle wonder in his eyes as he stared into it, before handing it to Walther. "Here, you can take a look at this! That's the entire cult. The guy in purple with the long hair is one of the founders. The other founder left in 1970 after getting a bad feeling about the whole thing. I caught him for an interview five years ago. Lovely guy, sadly died of cancer shortly after. It's a shame. You can pass the photo around! Notice how they're all wearing cow parsley wreaths. That was the flower associated with the Forest God and the flower scattered all over their murder victim's body, or rather what was left of it."
"All the victims had cow parsley in their mouth," Doc realized, dragging a hand up to rest in his soft ginger curls, staring blankly into the distance, thinking.
Tally nodded hastily. "Exactly! And now please look at what I found on my windowsill this morning!"
He limped over to the tallboy, half relying on the nearby furniture for support. Leaning down and throwing open a drawer, after a short while of sifting through papers and photographs, he took out something else. Then he held it up.
It was a wreath of cow parsley.
"That's....not good," Walther murmured after a long moment of stunned silence.
Tally nodded, twirling the flowers between his thumb and forefinger. "You get it. You know..." He leaned heavily against a dusty, worn table and heaved a small sigh. "When Wilhelm called me at first I was very sceptical of it all. I'm not a group project person, if you know what I mean. But this is just the tip of the ice berg and I have a feeling that I might be next, so I decided to work with you." He shrugged his shoulders.
While he'd been talking, Coffee had been furiously typing. He handed Tally his phone and Tally read it out loud.
" 'How about we use you as a bait?' Um... Can you...can you please explain what exactly you mean? That doesn't sound particularly safe-!"
He handed Coffee's phone back to him, paranoid he might accidentally drop it, and the detective started typing an answer, this time with significantly more determination.
Hear me out. So my idea was basically that tonight we let the killer come, but were going to be prepared. In other words, we gather a big group that's going to protect you, and we're going to arrest the murderer once he's here. What do you think?
Tally hesitated for a short moment and chewed his lip, opening his mouth to reply, then closing it again.. "I mean... I guess you have a point, sooner or later he's going to get me either way."
"I mean, let's be real, you can't run forever," Thasfield said, leaning forwards. "Even if you move, it's still going to take a while, and judging by what we know you're being pretty actively stalked, so it's quite possible he'll just follow you and then you'll be killed by a Forest God in a hotel room in Central Graytown. Which probably makes for an interesting plotline in a noir film, but we're talking real life here and I highly doubt you're so keen on landing in the morgue anytime soon. Although the Doctor is an expert at autopsies."
Doc smirked.
".........yeah," Tally admitted. He sat down on the table and scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, that sounds...icky but realistic." He closed his eyes took a deep breath. "Alright. Who's gonna be on this team?"
Doc's phone's rang loudly to shake up their newfound confidence, and he excused himself, stepping back into the dusty hallway to take the call.
"I mean, most of us for starters," Violet said. "But I was also thinking of grabbing Gary Fox and Wilhelm. Strength in number, you know?"
Doc eventually came back to the group. His weathered face was stricken with subtle anxiety. "Bad news."
"What is it?", Walther asked.
"Alice found her mailman by the stables."
Walther frowned. "Okay, and what's so special about that?"
"His left arm was by the stables. The rest of him was scattered across the field."
"Dear God, is he okay?"
"He's okay, but he's dead." Doc turned to Tally, lowering his voice just enough. "Can we settle on tonight?"
Tally nodded. His sunburnt face had notably paled, turning his skin a somewhat pasty yellow. "Sure. What time are y'all coming?"
"Is five o'clock alright with you?"
Tally shrugged his shoulders. "Sure."
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et-lesailes · 5 years
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9 & 12 from the smut prompt list for Chris Evans. I'm sweating already mph
hope this makes you sweat more :))
9. “Suck my clit.” “Is that a dare or just an invitation?"
12. “That date sucked. Wanna bone?”
-> -> -> You had no idea how you ended up in this situation, but your date at the movies with Chris had now become the two of you crashing a high school party, your heart racing with fear ever since you had gotten a call saying that your sixteen-year-old stepbrother had drank too much. You were slightly embarrassed that you had to drag along this handsome man on such an embarrassing excursion, but Chris had been good natured the entire time, even genuinely concerned for your brother. At least it wasn't your first date-- there had been at least four others before this, the two of you clicking even more and more each time-- and so you didn't feel totally uncomfortable as the two of you stepped inside the large house; clearly, someone's parents were away for the weekend.
You were a little paranoid as you looked around with wide eyes, expecting Dylan to be sprawled out on the floor with alcohol poisoning, but as you walked down to the basement with Chris behind you in shades and a baseball cap, you were shocked to see the younger boy happily playing beer pong-- his arm around a girl you recognized from his Instagram photos who he was too embarrassed to talk about at home. "Are you fucking--" you started to mumble under your breath, hearing Chris chuckle slightly behind you as you marched right over to the high school student. "Seriously, Dylan? What the hell? I dragged my date here for you, you know that, right??"
After clearing up that it was Dylan's friend who had called as a prank, you scoffed as you turned back to Chris. "I hate high schoolers," you mumbled, and he laughed softly, leaning down to kiss your forehead. "Well, it's getting pretty late-- we might as well take him home, yeah? That way we don't have to worry about him ending up in tomorrow's headlines of a drunk driving accident." You cringed slightly at the thought and nodded, looking up at him sighing but clearly grateful. "Thank you, Chris. I'm sorry our date ended up like this."
"Hm? What do you mean? I love crashing high school parties and playing Truth or Dare with a bunch of teenagers. Makes me feel young." You rolled your eyes at his sarcasm, playfully retorting, "Mmhm, yeah, I got a dare for you. Suck my clit."
"Is that a dare or just an invitation?"
You giggled lightly as you playfully smacked his muscular arm. It wasn't long before you were taking a rather tipsy Dylan to Chris' car, the two of you dropping him off at your parents' house before going to your own apartment. You were thankful most of the people at the party had been too drunk to realize Chris Evans had attended; besides, you had made it a point to slip in and out so he wouldn't draw much attention.
Walking into your apartment, you sighed as you set your bag down, kicking off your shoes. "That date sucked." You said bluntly, turning around to face him, smirking as you slowly slid off the cropped, tight leather jacket you were wearing. "Wanna bone?"
He blinked before a wide grin spread across his lips, shaking his head in amusement as he came closer, replying playfully, "I never thought I'd be dating a girl who would ask me something like that." Scooping you up into his arms, he pressed a rough kiss to your lips, walking you to the nearest wall and pressing your back against it. "But hell yes. And if I remember correctly," he mumbled between steamy kisses, "I still have a dare to follow through on."
You widened your eyes in surprise as he slid down onto his knees, your legs now on his shoulders on either side of his head, feet dangling over his back. He was still keeping you up with ease, using the wall as support as he kissed at your inner thigh under your dress, already causing whimpers to slip from your lips. You gasped as he grabbed the band of your thong with his teeth, moving it aside easily and nipping at your skin along with it before teasingly running his tongue along your folds, groaning lowly to himself. You could feel his beard scratch against your inner thighs, but it only added on to the pleasure considering you found his beard just as sexy as the rest of him.
He had a tight grip on your thighs as he ate you out, certainly keeping his earlier promise as he began to nibble and suck on your clit roughly, loving to hear the moans he could elicit from your mouth. One of his large hands moved up to grope your ass underneath your dress, your whines becoming higher pitched as you rode his tongue the best you could from your position upon his shoulders. It wasn't long before he had you cumming in his mouth, his greedy tongue making sure to swipe every single last drop before he straightened up again, licking his lips breathlessly.
"Fuck me," you practically demanded, unable to help but want more of him. He grinned widely, scooping you off to the living room couch as he murmured playfully, "You don't have to dare me on that one."
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dzaro95 · 7 years
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Questions:
1: How tall or short do you wish you were?
5"9
2: What’s your dream pet? (Real or not)
Something I'm not allergic too with fur
3: Do you have a favorite clothing style?
Workout clothes 
4: What was your favorite video game growing up?
Dynasty warriors 
5: What three things/people do you think of most each day:
Cute boys/ my grades / family
6: If you had a warning label, what would yours say?
"I'm desperate for attention"
7: What is your opinion on [insert person/thing here]?
Does it matter? 
8: What is your Greek personality type? [Sanguine, Phlegmatic, Choleric, or Melancholic]
I'm hades
9: Are you ticklish?
Very, don't touch me 
10: Are you allergic to anything?
Everything 
11: What’s your sexuality?
Bisexual 
12: Do you prefer tea, coffee, or cocoa?
Tea

13: Are you a cat or dog person?
Dog
14: Would you rather be a vampire, elf, or merperson?
Vampire 
15: Do you have a favorite Youtuber?
I have too many 
16: How tall are you?
5"0.5
17: If you had to change your name, what would you change it to?
I don't fucking know
18: How much do you weigh? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]
140
19: Do you believe in ghosts/spirits?
I do
20: Do you like space or the ocean more?
Ocean
21: Are you religious?
Nah
22: Pet peeves?
Talking 
23: Would you rather be nocturnal or diurnal [opposite of nocturnal]?
Diurnal
24: Favorite constellation?
What? 
25: Favorite star?
The ones in the sky
26: Do you like ball-jointed dolls?
Hell no, creepy af
27: Any phobias or fears?
Dying; being alone; disappointment 
28: Do you think global warming is real?
Yes
29: Do you believe in reincarnation?
Yes
30: Favorite movie?
Mulan
31: Do you get scared easily?
Yup
32: How many pets have you own in your lifetime?
Too many died to count 
33: Blog rate? [You’ll rate the blog of the one who’s asking.]
Heh
34: What is a color that calms you?
Periwinkle or sea foam green
35: Where would you like to travel and/or live?
Japan 
36: Where were you born?
US
37: What is your eye color?
Blackish brown
38: Introvert or extrovert?
Introvert 
39: Do you believe in horoscopes and zodiacs?
Nah
40: Hugs or kisses?
Kisses
41: Who is someone you would like to see/visit right now?
A boyfriend 
42: Who is someone you love deeply?
My family
43: Any piercings you want?
Ears
44: Do you like tattoos and piercings?
Yeah, I'm chill with that
45: Do you smoke or have you eiver done so?
Nah smoke free
46: Talk about your crush, if you have one!
Don't have one that is like major 
47: What is a sound you really hate?
Board and nails or filing long nails 
48: A sound you really love?
Chill music with hip hop beats 
49: Can you do a backflip?
hahaha on the wall
50: Can you do the splits?
I think I still can
51: Favorite actor and/or actress?
Nah
52: Favorite movie?
Mulan, I was asked this already 
53: How are you feeling right now?
I feel like a piece of shit and lonely af
54: What color would you like your hair to be right now?
Silver 
55: When did you feel happiest?
When I'm with someone who loves me or getting good grades 
56: Something that calms you down?
Eating 
57: Have any mental disorders? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]
Nah
58: What does your URL mean?
It means me
59: What three words describe you the most?
Happy, slow, nice 
60: Do you believe in evolution?
Yes
61: What makes you unfollow a blog?
Bots or if they re log the same thing over and over again 
62: What makes you follow a blog?
Memes 4 lyfe; or aestheticness 
63: Favorite kind of person: ?????
64: Favorite animal(s): ??????
65: Name three of your favorite blogs.
Hotboyproblems, zackisontumblr, thatsthat24
66: Favorite emoticon: 😂
67: Favorite meme: *heavy breathing*
68: What is your MBTI personality type? My what?
69: What is your star sign? My...star? Shooting? 
70: Can your dog roll over on command, if you have a dog? Nah, he dumb 
71: What outfit out of all your clothes do you like to wear the most?
Workout clothes
72: Post a selfie or two?
No....
73: Do you have platform shoes?
No..maybe??? If it's those bulky shit nah
74: What is one random but interesting fact about yourself?
I have a dirty mind at most random times. 
75: Can you do a front flip?
Nah
76: Do you like birds?
I owned like 10
77: Do you like to swim?
Yes, I dog paddle
78: Is swimming or ice skating more fun to you?
Swimming 
79: Something you wish didn’t exist: trump
80: Some thing you wish did exist:
Peace
81: Piercings you have? Ears
82: Something you really enjoy doing: dreaming
83: Favorite person to talk to: all my best friends 
84: What was your first impression of Tumblr? This shit has porn! Sign me up!
85: How many followers do you have?
Not a lot 😂
86: Can you run a mile within ten minutes?
Nah, in 15-18 min
87: Do your socks always match? Yup
88: Can you touch your toes and keep your legs straight completely?
Yup, short people problems 
89: What are your birthstones?
Aquarius 
90: If you were an animal, which one would you be?
A bird 
91: If a flower could aesthetically represent you, what kind would it be?
I wanted to be a cherry blossom
92: A store you hate? Christian stores 
93: How many cups of coffee can you drink in one day? 3
94: Would you rather be able to fly or read minds? Read minds on my command 
95: Do you like to wear camo? I can't see it, where can I find it?
96: Winter or summer? Summer 
97: How long can you hold your breath for? I don't know. 
98: Least favorite person? Trump
99: Someone you look up to: people with ambition and are able to make a living 
100: A store you love? Anything. 
101: Favorite type of shoes
Heels
102: Where do you live?
In US
103: Are you a vegetarian or vegan? If so, why?
HAHAHAHA nah
104: What is your favorite mineral or gem?
Steven
105: Do you drink milk? Yes
106: Do you like bugs? No 
107: Do you like spiders? No 
108: Something you get paranoid about?
Superstitious shit
109: Can you draw: a little 
110: Nosiest question you have ever been asked?
"Are you gay?"
111: A question you hate being asked?
"Are you gay?"

112: Ever been bitten by a spider? Nope
113: Do you like the sound of waves at the beach? Yes
114: Do you prefer cloudy or sunny days?
cloudy
115: Someone you’d like to kiss or cuddle right now: anyone that is my type 
116: Favorite cloud type: Columbus 
117: What color do you wish the sky was?
 I like blue
118: Do you have freckles? Nope
119: Favorite thing about a person: personality 
120: Fruits or vegetables? Both? Veggies 
121: Something you want to do right now: I want to watch naruto 
122: Is the ocean or sky prettier? Ocean 
123: Sweet or sour foods? Sour
124: Bright or dim lights? Dim
125: Do you believe in a certain magical creature? Nah
126: Something you hate about Tumblr:ads 
127: Something you love about Tumblr:porn/ memes
128: What do you think about the least?
 Myself
129: What would you want written on your tombstone? "It was lit🔥" make sure there is flowers carved 
130: Who would you like to punch in the face right now? Trump 
131: What is something you love but also hate about yourself? My quick to action and not thinking about it 
132: Do you smile with your teeth showing for pictures? Depends 
133: Computer or TV? Computer 
134: Do you like roller coasters? Yeah
135: Do you get motion sickness or seasickness? Yeah in the car 
136: Are your ears lobed or attached? Huh????
137: Do you believe in karma? Yes
138: On a scale of 1-10, how attractive would you say you are?
A solid 6
139: What nicknames do you have/have had?
Donnasaur, heo map, dernah, quac, and more but I forgot 
140: Did you have any pretend or imaginary friends?
Yeah. I still do 
141: Have you ever seen a therapist/shrink?
Nah
142: Would you say you are a good or bad influence to others?
Both?
143: Do you prefer giving or receiving gifts/help?
Receiving 
144: What makes you angry
Myself and my unaccomplishments 
145: How many languages do you speak fluently?
2
146: Do you prefer boys, girls, and/or non-binaries?
Guys
147: Are you androgynous? A what?
148: Favorite physical thing about yourself: my hair 
149: Favorite thing about your personality: I'm too nice 
150: Name three people you would like to talk to right now in person. ....idk who
151: If you could go back into time and live in one era, which would you choose? The 80s
152: Do you like BuzzFeed? Yeah, pretty chill
153: How did you meet your spouse/girlfriend/boyfriend/partner? [If you have one.] BITCH WHERE?!
154: Do you like to kiss others’ foreheads or hands for platonic reasons?
 I'll do it for my family and significant others
155: Do you like to play with others’ hair? Nah
156: What embarrasses you? Me
157: Something that makes you nervous/anxious: me
158: Biggest lie you have ever told: "I'm straight"
159: How many people are you following?
 58?
160: How many posts do you have on your blog(s)? Idk...
161: How many drafts do you have on your blog(s)? Idk.....
162: How many likes do you have on your blog(s)? Idk.....
163: Last time you cried and why: yesterday, ASUMA SENSEI DIED
164: Do you have long or short hair? LONG 
165: Longest your hair has ever been: now
166: Why do you like, dislike, or have neutral feelings about religon? It's whatever, people live what they live 
167: Do you really care how the universe and world was created?
Nah, present is key
168: Do you like to wear makeup? Yeah
169: Can you stand on your hands or head for more than thirty seconds? Hahaha can even stand on my feet for more than 30 seconds 
170: Did you answer the questions you were asked truthfully? I guess, yeah
#me
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