#everybody’s got one and it aint too strange

[biohazard-inevitable]

Embracing my roots and unironically wearing a black rattler cowboy hat because it actually fucks so hard with my fashion style

#lifeblogging #i look SO HOT with it on #it goes so well with my elather jacket and boots and bone decorum #its cotton tho so- not great for summer #but mannnn #the one thing i like about bein texan #everybody’s got one and it aint too strange #i am the gothest cowboy ever

[moriihana]

we can't fix each other but we sure as hell can enable each other instead || six: why does everyone monologue so much

pairing: dabi x disabled!gn!reader

overview: you meet dabi pre-canon because your cat, nugget, literally won’t leave the guy alone. friendship, fluff and (eventual) angst ensue.

chapter summary: shigaraki makes a mistake (kidnaps a Child™), a grandpa knocks out dabi and upsets you, then shit goes sideways and you're kinda homeless again but not really

content: aaaaangst?

word count: 1788

a/n: couldn't find a good enough gif for dabi so we've got the asshole thumb thumb lookin fucker instead

*previously known as “we can’t fix each other (but we can heal our wounds together)”; i changed the title bc these assholes aint healin shit they’re just being overall menaces

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“I’ll ask you one more time, aspiring hero, Bakugo Katsuki… will you join me?”

You had to withhold a laugh at Shigaraki’s question. He really thinks kidnapping this kid and chaining him up will win his favour? 

“If you’re gonna talk in your sleep, you should just go to sleep and die,” Bakugo snarled. You did laugh at that. 

“I think you just got owned by a kid, boss.” You grinned, disregarding Shigaraki’s withering glare. Dabi elbowed you and mouthed ‘not the time’. 

Shigaraki turned his attention to the T.V., where Eraserhead was giving a statement on the Villain’s attack and Bakugo’s kidnapping. After a few minutes, he looked back at Bakugo. 

“It’s so strange…” he said. “Why are the heroes being criticised? The way they were dealing with things was just a little off the mark. Is it because it’s their job to protect? Everyone makes a mistake or two. Are they supposed to be perfect? Modern-day heroes are so uptight. Don’t you think, Bakugo?”

“Once heroes receive compensation to protect people, they aren’t heroes anymore,” Spinner added. “That is Stain’s teaching.”

“Many of your so-called ‘heroes’ only protect those who fit their beliefs,” you said softly, “and disregard the suffering of those they deem lesser or unworthy. Are they really heroes then?”

Shigaraki began again, “The strange system of transforming people’s lives into money or glory. The society that sticks tight to those rules. The citizens who blame the losers rather than encourage them. Our fight is to question: what is a hero? What is justice? Is this society truly just? We’ll have everybody thinking about it. We’re planning on winning.” He trained his eye on Bakugo, and asked with a tilt of his head, “you like winning, too, right?”

Bakugo’s glare sharped. You stepped back slightly, not trusting the look on the kid’s face.

“Dabi, release his restraints.” Shigaraki pointed at the boy. Dabi turned to their leader.

“Huh? This guy’s gonna fight, you know.” 

Shigaraki shrugged. “It’s fine. We need to treat him like an equal, since we’re scouting him. Besides, you can tell if you’ll win or not if you fight in this situation, right, U.A. student?”

Dabi huffed, then glanced at Twice. “Twice, you do it.” You snickered. He glared at you, as if daring you to comment. You chose not to.

“What, me? No way!” Twice jumped.

“Do it.”

“Man…” He walked over and began to fiddle with the restraints. As he did that, Compress spoke up.

“I do apologise for using such forceful methods. But please understand that we are not just a mob trying to commit crimes. We didn’t kidnap you by accident.”

Shigaraki got up and approached Bakugo, who was massaging his wrists. “Even though our situations differ, everyone here has been restricted and suffered because of people… rules… and heroes. I’m sure you also—” He stopped speaking when Bakugo kicked Twice away and lunged towards him, setting off an explosion and knocking Father off of his face.

“Shigaraki!”

“I listened quietly to your endless talking… idiots can’t get to the point, so they’re always talking for a long time. Basically, you mean ‘we wanna harass people, so please join us,’ right? Don’t bother.” Bakugo stood straight and grinned. “I want to win like All Might. No matter what anyone says, that will never change!”

Dabi moved slightly to shield you as everyone took up defensive positions in case the kid decided to fight. It was then that you noticed Shigaraki’s unnerved expression as he eyed the hand now on the floor. “Father…”

Bakugo took up a fighting stance, his grin even wider. “That’s how it is, you damn scum of a league! Just so you know, I’m still allowed to fight!”

“You know exactly what your position is, huh? What a smart boy!” Magne almost sounded impressed. 

Dabi, on the other hand, was the opposite. He looked bored and slightly annoyed. “No, he’s an idiot.”

Toga clapped her hands together. “I’ll stick you!”

“Even if he wasn’t going to join us, he should have pretended we were winning him over… he’s done it now,” Compress mused. You agreed—that would’ve been the smart thing to do.

“I won’t do something I don’t want to even if I’m only faking it. And I don’t wanna be in an annoying place like this for very long.”

“We aren’t annoying,” you snapped at him. “If anything, you are, ya damn brat. Talk at a normal volume, will you?” Dabi elbowed you again to get you to quiet down.

Shigaraki’s hand twitched. “Father…”

“Don’t, Shigaraki Tomura! Calm down!” Kurogiri said frantically, readying to stop him from attacking Bakugo.

Instead of fighting, he held his arm out. “Don’t touch him, any of you.” Shigaraki picked up Father from the floor. “This guy…” he began as he placed the hand back onto his face, “...is a valuable piece. I wish you would’ve listened to me a little. I thought we could come to an understanding.”

“Come to an understanding? No way!”

“Then I have no choice. The heroes said they’re continuing their investigation of us. We don’t have time to talk leisurely.” Shigaraki turned towards the T.V.. “Sensei—lend me your power.”

“Sensei? You’re not the boss around here? That’s not funny!” Bakugo hissed.

“Kurogiri, Compress, make him go to sleep again.”

Compress sighed as he moved towards the boy, “I can’t believe he’s such a bad listener. I’m almost impressed.”

“If you want me to listen to you, then get on your knees and die!”

Before Compress could activate his Quirk, there was a knock at the door. “Hello, this is Pizza-la, Camino store.” A beat passed, before the wall Spinner was leaning against burst and heroes swarmed.

“Smash!”

“Kurogiri, gate!” Shigaraki shouted. 

“Pre-emptive binding—” Wooden vines wrapped around the League members, preventing Kurogiri from activating his Quirk, “—Lacquered Chain Prison!”

You yelped in pain as the vines restricted around you, aggravating your arthritis. Dabi snarled at that, flames lighting up on him. “Watch what you’re doing, hero!” Before he could do anything, another hero kicked him in the head, knocking him out.

“Dabi!” You panicked, thrashing around. “Shit, Dabi—”

“—don’t be impatient. It’d be in your best interests to stay put.”

All Might glared at the League, ignoring their protests and discomfort. “You can’t run anymore, League of Villains! Why? Because we are here!” He then stood and turned to Bakugo. “I’m sure you were scared… you did good bearing it. I’m sorry. It’s fine now, young man!”

You zoned out after that, your focus solely on Dabi’s wellbeing. It wasn’t until Shigaraki began to get up that you snapped back to reality.

“—justice, peace… I’ll destroy this garbage heap that you put a lid on with such vague ideas! It was for that purpose that I set All Might apart and started gathering people to my cause! Don’t be ridiculous. This is the beginning… Kurogiri—!” He began, but stopped his order as something pierced through Kurogiri, causing the warp-gate user to slump over.

“No, stop! I couldn’t see anything! What, did you kill him?!” Magne shrieked, shaking her head around. 

The “something” that pierced Kurogiri moved in front of her. “I played around with his insides and made him unconscious. He is not dead.”

“Fucker, you could’ve hurt him!” You shouted. “You don’t just play around inside of people, you freak!” The hero ignored you, only proving to further your anger.

The old man that knocked Dabi out spoke, “Didn’t I tell you earlier that it’d be in your best interests to stay put? Hikiishi Kenji, Sako Atushiro, Iguchi Shuichi, Toga Himiko, Bubaigawara Jin, L/N Y/N. With little information and time, the police officers worked through the night to determine your true identities. Do you understand? There’s nowhere left for you to run.

“Hey Shigaraki, can I ask you where your boss is?” The old man finished. 

You rolled your eyes. Always running their mouths, always grandstanding… I hate heroes. 

When All Might questioned Shigaraki, he began to spiral. You itched to reach out and comfort him before he went too far. Nausea built up in your throat.

Black pools popped up all around the bar, and Nomus began to spill out—sending the heroes into a panic. When one of the pools erupted from Bakugo’s mouth, All Might rushed to grab him, but wasn’t fast enough and shouted in frustration when he disappeared.

You realised the nausea wasn’t from your anxiety as soon as you, and the rest of the League, started to gag up the strange substance as well. It swirled around each of the members, and you all disappeared as well. 

You had teleported to a destroyed section of a building, with Boo and Nugget appearing as well. You tucked Nugget into your shirt and Boo under your arm, then scrambled to Dabi’s side. “Dabi, Dabi, wake up, please!” Your voice was strained from panic and the pain caused from the hero’s binding having been too tight. You registered that All Might had arrived, and that Shigaraki’s Sensei was preparing to fight him, but ignored everything around you—until red vines shot out from his fingers and into Kurogiri, waking him back up. 

“Kurogiri, get everyone away from here.”

Magne rushed forward. “Hey, wait! He was defeated and is now unconscious! I’m not sure what’s going on, but if you can use Warp, then you should get us away!”

“I just got mine, Magne. On top of only being able to transport short distances, unlike his coordinate transport, I can only bring people to or away from me. I can only send them away to someone I am very familiar with. So I’ll have Kurogiri do it. Forced Quirk Activation!” The mist covering Kurogiri exploded into a warp gate. “Now go!”

“What about you…?” Shigaraki protested.

“Think constantly, Tomura,” All For One said as he rose into the air. “You still have much more room to grow.”

“Sensei!” 

“Shigaraki, we need to leave,” you begged, biting back a groan of pain as you stood. You held on tighter to Boo to make sure she wouldn’t wiggle away.

Compress agreed as he used his Quirk to shrink Dabi. “While All Might is being held back, get your piece! Y/N, you need to go—you can’t fight, and that guy’s vines hurt you. Take Dabi and get through the gate. Do you need help moving?” He pressed the blue marble into your free hand.

You shook your head. “No, I can manage. Thank you, Compress.” You smiled, though it was more of a grimace. “Make sure everyone gets out safely, please.” 

With Boo, Nugget and Dabi safely on you, you stumbled through the warp gate, leaving the sound of fighting behind.

#dabi x reader #dabi x you #todoroki touya x reader #todoroki touya x you #touya todoroki x reader #touya todoroki x you #todoroki toya x reader #todoroki toya x you #toya todoroki x reader #toya todoroki x you #my writing #bnha fanfiction #navi: we cant fix each other #writing.txt

[spotsupstuff]

So...why the name "Gao Clementine"?

TLDR; "Bai He" pisses me off to no end so i and grollow made up a name for the Host for our au by ourselves

Explanation: Bai He is simply not a proper chinese name n while i am aware that its supposed to be only a nickname, it still gets on my nerves cuz ngl at this point it doesnt really feel like a nick anymo. What gets to me the MOST about it though, is that I find it incredibly strange that the Host, after what she went thru, would Actively choose to be called something that even closely resembles the name of the thing that had been possessing her for fuck all long

You see, white bone spirit's proper chinese name is "Baigu Furen". The Bai in Bai He is the same as WBS's. Both mean "white", after all. N You tell me if youd like to be constantly called by something that even closely resembles the name of someone who had been putting you thru shit ton of suffering for like maybe a half a year if not more. If i were in the girl's place i'd actually want to Distance myself from something like that

It just doesnt make logical sense to me!! N i have a whole thing where if smth doesnt make logical sense im prolly gon fuckin despise it

Like yah idc if the rest of the fandom uses it cuz like whatever yall do yall and there is absolutely no hate from me directed to Skelle (the one who brought upon the Bai He era)- i like Skelle quite a bit actually- but as far as my own stuff goes, Bai He isnt accepted in this house for the FT!Host

As for the name chosen- I was scrolling thru some website with chinese surnames n i recognized the 高 [Gāo] character n pointed at it enthusiastically with a stupid smile plastered on my mug. 高 is the first half of the word 高兴 [Gāoxìng] which means happy/glad/willing to do something/in a cheerful mood which i learned on duolingo n i thought "Fuck, wouldnt it be cute if Six Ear got to nickname her Gāoxìng because shed be all smiley n bubbly n her surname already has one of the characters going on? ..yes it would. Canon now."

"Clementine" is a nickname that grollow came up with for her. The idea is that Six Ear didnt want to give the Host his own name (even tho he doesnt exactly have one) the first time they meet in a cell, so the kid retaliated with the same approach to name giving cuz she aint no bitch. Cut post-s3 finale fight, the Host is malnourished, weak and very close to passing out. Six Ear has snatched her up after WBS was taken by Nezha and ran away from the rest of the team into the city to get her to one of the hospitals that would be able to give her the care she needs and stabilize her. As hes running with her, hes talking to her to keep her from falling asleep because he isnt so entirely sure what would happen if a kid like her would conk out after all of this, so he doesnt wanna risk it

At some point i think He starts talking about his siblings (SWK n Ma) and how all three of them have fruit-based nicknames (plum, peach, cherry) and the Host, a bit delirious, says that she wants a fruit nickname too. So Six starts listing off fruits to humor her and when he gets to clementines, she pipes up n says that those are her favorites. Without prompting, she starts explaining why clementines are the best fruit ever and this is the most she has talked this entire time so Six encourages it and starts calling her Clementine right then n there

It kinda catches on with everybody else as well as time goes on n so she gets called Clementine more often than by her real name. She doesnt mind at all

#Spot says stuff #lmk #fruit twins au #i DO have a real proper name for her ready but im hesitant to make it canon to FT yet in the case she gets named in s4 😑

[actualbird]

I like your analysis(es?) so much hh, and apparently my brainworm of the day is the NXX crew getting a flowering cactus called Karla, for some reason. It’s a therapy cactus XD. No other thoughts. - Book

thank you, Book!!! and also wait no get back here and tell me more

KARLA!!! KARLA!!! oh i love her already but please understand that i have so many questions and all those questions have accompanying THOUGHTS oh gosh okay let me just hm wordbarf both those things very messily, you know how i do things

what kind of flowering cactus?

there are so many, afterall.

given that vyn is into botany and gardening, i assume he would have a lot of opinions on this.

actually, ive met a lot of botany hobbyists in my life, and the snobbier ones among them actually HATE cacti (and succulents). theyd say stuff like "oh cacti are the in thing with the millenials these days, theyre the plant people get when they dont know anything about plants."

WOULD VYN BE LIKE THAT, LMAO????? he seems like the type to at least THINK IT.

but also deep down i assume vyn is like "a plant is a plant is a plant" bc among the sweeter botany hobbyists ive met, theyve got this notion that "as long as you help it grow strong through the challenges, u did a good job" WHICH....MAKES ME THINK....VYN THINGS....vyn is not going to admit it, he will never admit it, but hm. what a strange plant. shaped to protect itself yet in need of care all the same.....

ANYWAY if anybody is getting a premeditated-bought cactus for the HXX HQ, you bet that vyn will, one way or another, have some kind of say in what the cactus will be. if it isnt premeditated-bought, he'll definitely have many things to say about the cactus' future care

or does the cactus just kind of appear there? is it brought into the NXX HQ in the dead of the night like jesus in the manger? if that's the case, who brought it?

i think it would be artem. or, well, i think it would be FUNNIEST/PATHETIC-EST if it was artem.

let's just say that a non-NXX and non-MC person decides eyyy, artem, got u a gift, it's a cactus! haha, get it! bc ur a prickly unapproachable dude! and artem is like ".........." BUT LIKE IT'S RUDE NOT TO ACCEPT A GIFT EVEN WITH THE BACKHANDED CRITICISM OF HIS GENERAL STATE OF BEING

so he takes the cactus and like leaves it at NXX HQ because if he brings it to his apartment hes going to get vaguely annoyed by the cactus and what it supposedly represents and he'd want to set it on fire

(sidenote: cacti do not burn well, by the way, ive set some on fire for cacti funerals and sigh, you have to put gasoline on them for a good burn)

anyway he brings the cactus there, leaves it vaguely hoping that the air conditioning will like, kill it (cacti live in the desert, right? so cold...bad?) and then somebody else will go "where the fuck did this dead cactus come from, can we throw it away" and then artem can throw it away (ALONG WITH THE REST OF HIS EMOTIONS. artem...GET HELP....)

but that doesnt happen because get fucked, artem wing

who names it Karla?

naming a plant most often comes from somebody who has gotten VERY ATTACHED TO THAT PLANT. i first thought hmmm maybe it's luke, but then i remembered that luke has this HILARIOUS tendency of making comments about eating MANY ORGANISMS HE COMES ACROSS (ssr shape of you, he threatens to cook and eat goose, chara story ep 1, hes very happy at eating the cooked crabs for their crab crimes, sr aquarium date forgot the name, hes like let's eat seafood SURROUNDED BY HAPPY ALIVE FISH, luke....what the fuck?) so maybe it's not luke and that leaves...

marius von hagen getting attached to a cactus and naming it is SO FUNNY TO ME but also makes me soft. hes the first one who sees the cactus in HQ and is like "who the fuck left this here?" //big data lab googling what it is. "well good thing it's fine with cold temps wouldve died if not, you cant just leave a thing in a place...with no warning....with no help...thats tough....huh, thats tough, isnt it, cactus?"

am i saying that marius von hagen gets attached to the cactus because it vaguely reminds him of his own life story of being pushed into very stressful circumstances and essentially left to fend for himself? yeah. yeah. because im deranged

"the cactus' name is karla," marius says at the next meeting, spraying the cactus with a mist bottle. "be nice to her or else im biting you."

who declares it a "therapy cactus"? aka who realizes that literally EVERYBODY else on the team is, one way or another, projecting themselves and/or their desires onto the PLANT???

luke. luke does. luke has the habit of dissociating and spiraling at any given moment when he encounters anything even ADJACENTLY related to what hes going through (again, sr aquarium date, luke u were just looking at the jellyfish, WHY R U GETTING DEPRESSED PHILOSOPHICAL OVER LIFESPANS???? SIR, GET HELP.....), so like lol he can clock that shit in from a mile away because hes the worst offender of that too

he doesnt bring it up of course. i mean, im sure he thinks about it because it's just the right kind of shithead move to pull just in case the others try to push him around again but mc gets mad at him when he goes agent scary at the rest of the boys so okaaayyyy he'll retaliate against getting dunked on in a more...civil way. so he doesnt bring it up. he also doesnt bring it up because...

well, if it makes them happy, then it makes him happy. thats all that matters to him

"keep making them all happy, yeah?" luke absentmindedly says to the cactus one day. "i heard you guys can live for a hundred years."

the cactus, of course, does not reply.

mc gets very into taking care of karla. pls expect many conversations where the boys are talking about the "cactus" (theyre talking about themselves) and mc is just like "okay im 90% sure this is a metaphor, you guys aint slick, but i like this cactus very much and thats true whether it's a metaphor or not."

all the boys: //PLEADING EMOJI WITH HEARTS

thanks for making me go insane over a cactus, Book. it's 8am here.

#tears of themis #vyn richter #artem wing #marius von hagen #luke pearce

[sokayisaidiot]

Dream SMP Assumption #7

Today’s topic: Everybody is suffering and you know it.

Please DO NOT read if you’re uncomfortable with the themes of death, depression and suicide. It’s a very complicated theme. I did NOT study it and do NOT know some aspects of it. I just go off the things I saw in the smp and made my own theories about it. If you’re even slightly triggered by this, please stop and do NOT try to read it. Please do NOT put yourself in some kind of uncomfortable zone.

Please do not. Thank you

(This is all assumptioning from the fictional world of dream smp)

(Heavy spoilers on the resent events)

(Also just assumptions, when you know something, you can always drop it :))

(Mainly around the lmanburg way, sadly need to learn more about badlands ): )

(This Series is created by another person, that’s just too fuckin lazy to move her butt)

Trigger warning today:

Suicide thoughts

(PTSD)

Depression

War

Child Neglect

Betrayal and Trust Issues

Death

Lets get this straight, no one is pure evil just because. Everybody has something happening and BOOM, finished chaos and sadness and strange behavior and aggressiveness and- You get me? Good. I will take on EVERYBODY who says that a person in the story didn't suffer. I aint a Apologist either. I just want to make some things clear who suffered how. Understand? Good.

Stop saying “[Character] didn't suffer!” Hell yes somehow everybody, close in the lore, fuckin did.

LET’S GET STARTED

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Tommyinnit

Lets start with one, who should be pretty obvious. Tommy. In my second Assumption, I explained symptoms of PTSD and Depression. 

He was never really trusted by any point

Was just as used as Techno, because who had Tommy controlled was pretty powerful

He was exiled by a country, he HELPED saving MULTIPLE times

He saw his brother get killed by his father

He experienced so many deaths (Tubbo’s, in the final control room, Schlatts, 

He lost his pets 

He lost his belongings

Has to be on edge constantly

Gets accused by someone and then MOSTLY EVERYBODY believes, it was him

He isn’t really taken seriously

He gets seen as power-hungry person

People literally having him on the Hitlist

He nearly saw his best friend dying, on a mission, that was started by him

His older Brother, who he has an confused relationship with, doesn't even want to be revived.

Lost his brother to insanity and had to sit in the FRONT ROW of this spiral

PTSD

Depression

Suicidal thoughts

Betrayal

next to no one on his actual side

got left by almost everyone

was stuck on a island with an amnesiac ghost, who is a shell of his older brother

gets told his comfort items he had before everything else didn't matter

constantly has to live on the edge because he runs around with one just fuckin heart

Tubbo

Next to Tommy, he also suffers from PTSD, Depression and Suicidal tendencies. And that doesn't mean you kill yourself. It means you are too careless to give a fuck. And that can happen. TUbbo was way too easy to give up his OWN LIVE for something his best friend has passion in it.

He got publicly executed in a place HE DECORATED by someone he considered his Allie

Had the burden of Presidency on his YOUNG shoulders

The People who had to teach him about it, were also there for the tyranny

Got constantly considered a pawn, a throwable item

The adults use him as a figure head and proceed then to use him

He HAD to exile his best friend, or Tommy would have died sooner than ever

PTSD

Suicidal in a way of being okay for dying

Depression

Betrayal

Never gets taken seriously

Gets over-spoken a LOT

GETS COMPARED TO FUCKIN MANIACS OFTEN

Didn’t get nice words after his manipulator told him down, just SILENCE

He nearly died

He heard 

Got left by everyone, when they didn't see anything in this place anymore

got told by his best friend, that the discs were more worth than him

As Tommy, he is always on the edge of death

Technoblade

Techno is one of the most powerful people here on the server. No doubt about it. However, if someone, even a God, tries to refuse they have feelings, it’s impossible. And those feelings, when they get something terrible done to them, get hurt.

BETRAYAL

Loneliness

A bloodlust he sometimes seriously can't control, no matter how much he tries

His best friend (Wilbur), died before his eyes

He thought he could trust his (little brother figure) friend

Gets used often for material

betrayal

Has a hard time understanding his feelings

Gets talked over

Is socially avoiding talking

Gets seen as a bad guy many times

Trust issues, yay!

Also BETRAYAL

has at least some people who want to kill him

Wilbur Soot

Our favorite maniac! Yay! We can all see how he fell from a proud Leader of a family to an lost in himself man, with nothing left to loose

Had to countdown his brothers death

Was killed by his father

His OWN SON disowned him

He wasn't able to get help, especially not from his younger brother

His Allies were not really trust worthy

He got betrayed by a close comerade

His dear Brother was sometimes really chaotic

He had to lead an army to war, not one, but two times

He lost the election

He had to run away from a country he helped create

Had a hard time with this father (with how it’s shown, that he maybe was neglected and had to raise Tommy)

Ranboo

Our favorite Memory-Minutes-Boi! I think EVERYBODY in this community will protect him

His first days on the server were pure Chaos

Had to see a person, he considers a friend, being rotten away and not being able to do anything about it

A sister figure who just went angry

He isn’t trusted by anyone really

He knows things others don’t

ALSO LOSING YOUR MEMORY AND HAVING CONSTANT MEMORY LOSS FUCKIN SUCKS, TRUST ME

Has serious issues

GETS TALKED OVER

Is often forced to take a side, even if he's against it

Phil

He has a hard time. Especially with the death, failed resurrection, disowning one of his son, he didn't got even close to. Being 

Also on the edge of death every day

Was in the end peer pressured into killing his own son

Suffering from the loss of his son

Couldn't help his youngest son in exile, because he thought Tommy hated him

Wasn’t there for L’Manburg glory days

was ridiculed in his house arrest

Dream

Of course, we all know how mad he is now and shit, but you gotta think, he has some points here, that are infecting his behavior LARGELY

His friends left him, without considering helping him

He had lost his dear pet before

He actually wanted peace, but fell into the fun of destruction and chaos without someone knowing or helping him

He is homeless

Probably, he is a old being, that already suffered for millions of years

Sapnap

He’s actually one of my favorite Characters and I think we know he has a place in here.

Third wheels a  l o t

Constantly being referred as the THIRD person, who isn't important

Fought his friend, who took the side of a child

Said friend had one of his beloved fishes by his side the hole time

Said Fish got thought as dead

Fundy

Some of you guys forgot how sad actually Fundy’s character is. He IS one of the most hurt characters. And he gave up hope

constantly being talked over

disowned by his hole family

GREW UP IN OLD L’MANBURG, WHICH WAS AT WAR

doesn’t think he is a part of a group

had to disown his father, to help fight a tyrannt

Got babied his whole life

His dead father is still running away from their problems

Doesn’t know where his mum is

Lost his home so often

Nihachu

Actually the person I watched for the first long time as in the SMP

Again, being talked over

Doesn’t get taken seriously

Lost her Best friend (Wilbur)

Got betrayed by her friend, Karl, by him selling their Land to L’Manburg

Gets used as a hostage or Maid in Distress, even when she isn’t

Got her pets killed

Then constantly being used for her niceness

Jack Manifold

He has a pretty big Role now, and he's very VERY angry. And you might ask why

Got left behind by his country

doesn’t get taken seriously

Got his most powerful items removed in one thing

His land somehow is near a crater

got told he didn't suffer somehow

Went to mf hell

Quackity

Quackity, despite his funny demeanor, he's one of the hurt character

with him staying with Schlatt, he had a uncomfortable relationship a long time

got killed by the festival

somehow helped organize the death of a child

Said kid helped a revolution against him

he helped a tyrant come to power and will probably never get it live down

fought for a country so often, but, two times, it got exploded in front of his face

had to face war, also in a young age

Eret

Our favorite King is here too! Yes, he may have started the distrust spiral of Eret, but somehow, someone would still have led them to the FINAL CONTROL ROOM. Somehow History will always be happening.

Had one of the hardest time, getting forgiven

Was never really given a chance

got accused of something

gets used as a pawn

He has shown often regret

got left alone

I think we all can say they are just having MULTIPLE communicate, trust and self worth issues. Like goddamn, Puffy, please help them, you’re one of the only sane people in the lore-

#Dream SMP #Quackity #Wilbur Soot #Tommyinnit #technoblade #tubbo #Philza #Nihachu #Fundy #Eret #Jack Manifold #Sapnap #Dreamwastaken #Ranboo #mcyt #dream smp assumption #Dream SMP Lore

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Leap of Faith Part 6: Penny

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Penelope Elizabeth Nokes loved mud and frogs and flowers and insects. She was a playful and curious child, a ‘tomboy,’ often chided by the other children for her audacity.  “Girls aint supposed to do that!”  They never let her forget.  Her voice, her clothes, her hair: it was all wrong and she was always getting into trouble.

“She always turns up like a bad penny,” the kids would say.  “Here comes big, loud Penny to spoil our fun...Why don’t you just disappear?”  

Then one day she did. 

Thomas and Virginia Nokes were a very strict, traditional couple.  Seeing their daughter’s independent spirit as a threat to their way of life, they sent her to a place called Rosewood Academy.  It was a mental hospital disguised as a boarding school.  Penny was admitted on the basis of nothing more than her father’s signature on the check.  The doctors struggled to find an official diagnosis, but that didn’t stop them from locking her up and putting her on a cocktail of experimental drugs.

Rosewood had a handsome stone facade with an impressive garden, but the inside smelled of antiseptic.  The floor tiles were shit brown and the walls were the color of bile. It had all the charm of a Russian gulag.  This was where Penny got her first period at age twelve.  And it was where she had her first kiss with a girl behind a shelf in the facility’s underfunded, heavily censored library.   

A few years into her ‘treatment,’ Penny’s older brother, Michael (the favorite) had been drafted and shipped off to Korea in the Summer of 1950.  The Nokes’ decided Penny was ‘cured’ and brought her home again.  Their ‘brand new shiny Penny.’  But it was a difficult transition for the girl. She struggled through chemical withdrawal symptoms alone in her room, afraid that if her behavior offended her parents in any way she’d be sent back to Rosewood for good.

Penny was to start 10th grade in the fall.  In spite of their efforts to hide it, the news had spread quickly around their California suburb.  Some kids invited Penny to the lake for a swim.  When she got there someone suggested they all go skinny dipping.  “Wouldn’t that be wild? Besides nobody’d be able to see anything through water like this.”  It was true, the lake water did offer some camouflage.  Penny sank in up to her shoulders and took off her bathing suit, tossing it onto a nearby rock.  What the other kids didn’t know is that she had done this plenty of times when she was alone.  She honestly didn’t see what all the fuss was about. She swam out a little further, enjoying the beauty of the lake and the feel of the cool water on her skin.  She thought maybe this is the kind of thing people did to make friends.

Penny eventually noticed the other kids coming out of the water with their bathing suits on.  They stood on the beach watching, laughing.  Their leader, a boy from the football team with a head shaped like a thumb was holding her blue bathing suit and other clothes.

“She’s gotta come out sooner or later,” he taunted.  

Penny’s heart sank. She treaded water for a few minutes that felt much longer.  Then something strange happened.  Her entire body got that ‘pins and needles’ sensation that happens when your foot falls asleep.  She panicked and swam to the opposite shore, away from the others.  When she emerged from the water, she reached to cover her nakedness, but her efforts proved unnecessary because Penny Nokes had vanished into thin air.  She could still feel the weight of her body standing there, the heat and pressure of her arms crossed over her chest.  The sound of her labored breath and the water droplets rolling off her skin were the only tangible proof of her existence.

She pulled herself onto the grass and cried.  She was scared, wondering if she was dead.  Then surely she would remember drowning, she thought.  No, this was something else.  If it was a dream, it was the most vivid one she’d ever had (on or off drugs).  Penny knew about people with strange powers.  They had been in the news. Maybe that was it.  She latched onto this theory, stood up, and found her way to the lakefront where the other kids were getting nervous.

“Johnny, she’s been out there too long.  Something’s wrong.”

The girls started screaming, some of them crying.

“Shut up.  Everybody shut up,” the boy looked out over water with a hardened expression.  He raked his fingers over his blond crew cut.

“Somebody do something!, one of the girls shouted, but no one dared.

Penny watched their panic grow.  Then it suddenly got very quiet.  It was a strange feeling, being an observer to her own supposed drowning.  Johnny’s focus shifted quickly from disbelief to acceptance then to self preservation.  

“Okay.  We go home.  Nobody talks about this, you got it?”

They all just nodded, still in shock and too afraid of the alternatives.

Penny ran home, still invisible.  She worried how long it would last.  Her bare feet slapped the pavement all the way home.  She crept in the back door and up to her room.  There she stood in front of the mirror.  Her reflection materialized slowly.  She would come to learn that her powers would subside once she was out of immediate danger, and later, how to control them.  Taking in her reflection, she saw someone she barely recognized.  She had lost years, but now, when given the chance she had failed her experiment with normalcy.  

She got dressed and went downstairs for supper.  The phone rang.  Penny held her breath.   Virginia got up to answer it, shaking her head as she listened.  “Hmm...No, she’s right here.  Safe and sound, I’m afraid...Thank you.  Yes, you too.”  Someone must have squealed, a crisis of conscience. 

“What are you playing at?  Making these kids think you drowned in the lake?”

Virginia was not looking for a response to her question.  It was rhetorical, as it seemed all of her questions were.  Any attempt to explain or disagree was refuted.  Penny learned a long time ago it was best to accept it.  She nodded.

“I can’t take this, Thomas.  It’s too much.”

“I’ll make the call tomorrow morning.”  Penny’s father went back to his meat and potatoes.

Penny didn’t want to cry in front of her mother.  She finished her supper then excused herself to her room.  Not knowing what else to do, she grabbed her knapsack and filled it with clothes and a toothbrush.  She caught her reflection in the mirror again.  It was different this time.  Through the veil of tears was a spark of clarity, of determination.  Penny shut her eyes and let the feelings of hurt and anger wash over her.  A moment later she could see right through her eyelids as they had gone transparent along with the rest of her body. 

It was time to go.

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omfgggg pregnant!deku. imagine where no. 1 hero is not only an omega but is pregnant and it's still early in his first trimester so he's running around kicking ass but IT'S DEKU so ppl frets and worry over his safety that even villains r like uh i dont wanna mess w/ that. deku is like ridiculously popular & well like even among criminal bc he believes in 2nd chances & rehab of the criminals/villains & fight for disenfranchised youths who fell on the wrong side of the track. so yea, they fight against him but they're also kinda soft for him!!!

so when they found out their fav hero is pregnant & still patrolling there's like some super-secret nonverbal agree among them that they won't stop doing what they are doing but like,,,, nobody fucking touch deku ok or you'll deader than dead. which is ALL KIND OF HILARIOUS bc deku coming to a bank robbery & the criminals doesnt stop their crime but when they fight him, they're like super careful w/ him making sure he doesn't get knock back, fall, or hurt himself too much.

when deku finally captured them and as they're about to taken away, they happily congratulated him on his pregnancy & ask if he'd thought of names yet & one of them is like, "oh, when my husband was pregnant eating X & Y really help with the nausea." and izuku is like,,, thanks???

there's like so many ppl invested in deku's pregnancy that it bizarre bc he's not the first or the last omega to ever be pregnant but he's deku, prohero, no.1 rank, and symbol of hope. all that means is there's a hyper fixation on everything about him esp now that he's pregnant. talk shows, news channel, & celeb gossip show are all talking about it one way or another. whether he's should take an early leave of work or not bc of the danger of his job, the baby's sex, his pregnancy craving, bump watch (I KNOW), & even a countdown to his due date.

the entire country is in a baby fever just bc of deku. everybody talk obsessively about it & even if you find that one person who does not care they def know someone who does. all this happen while deku just go about his day like all of Japan isnt watching his every move lol. the strangest thing about deku's pregnancy is that there's no sign of the other parent?? deku isnt even dating anyone. he never mention any alpha AT ALL, only declaring that he plans to raise his baby all by himself as a single parent which blew their fucking mind bc wtfffff.

look, deku is the most famous omega around, sitting high atop of the world as the no. 1 hero & is adore by the mass--he's greatest omega of his generation some would say so yea there's lot of expectation & hope place on him but deku is deku & he does what he wants. ppl speculate that maybe he's pregnant bc he had a one night stand and this was accident, maybe he has been in a secret relationship all this time, maybe this baby was from a spurned lover or WORST yet a produce of rape... LIKE there's so many rumor swirling around but the answer is actually v v v simple. deku has always wanted a child and since he's nearing 30 right now, he thought it's hightime he has one and the other father? JUST A DONOR. it's nothing serious or complicated as ppl imagine to be.

deku wants a kid and now he has one!! but ppl just can't comprehend how it could be that simple when the most notoble omega in all of japan decide he wants a kid W/O having a mate and he's going to raise this baby all by himself and nope he's not even going to quit his job at ALL to have a family. deku is just--blowing their mind lol

the world doesn't so much get over it as they just kinda get dragged along bc deku does not give a single fuck wut other think and proceed to be immersed in his pregnancy and try to survive the next 6 months while everyone waited on bated breath to see what deku does next. the only thing that stick is the constant rumor mill of who is the donor of deku's baby. they assume that deku wouldn't just pick a stranger bc he's sentimental like that so speculations run amok about every alpha that is closely associate with deku.

there are public polls, betting rings w/ billions on the line, televised debates, internet flame wars, and ACTUAL ARGUMENTS B/T FAMILY/FRIENDS/COWORKERS on who the fuck is deku's donor! even more than deku's baby, they're fucking obsessed on finding out who is the actual donor. the thing is it's not THAT big of a secret. all of class A are in the loop, his mom know (ofc), and even his agency but they all managed to keep it a secret bc deku's privacy is the utmost important & beside the other father would literally MURDER them if it ever get expose.

this is how it went: bullied by his pr team, deku went on a variety show where they have to babysit kids & put through various childbearing challenge while cameras record them for entertainment purpose. It's there when deku realized "ah, I WANT THIS. I WANT THIS V BADLY." deku is climbing close to his 30 now, he's well established presence in the hero world, and his life is pretty stable so it's high time he have his own little family but the thing is babies are two ppl business. they don't just come from thin air so deku did the next best thing.

katsuki would like to say he didn't see this coming the same way you would not expect to be attack by a shark on land, but in this case deku is that fucking shark & katsuki is the idiot that get completley blindsided by him when deku cornered him one day and asked for his sperm.

ok, bakudeku aint dating. they have deep & complicated history that is not only confusing o everybody else but also confusing to them. 'friend' would be to light of a word but anything else is left undefined bc how do you explain more than 2 decades of w/e they are to each other. katsuki doesn't want to talk about the amount of time he'd used image of deku to get off while in rut just so he can survive through it, while the next few days trying to resist punching deku in the face bc he act like a sacrificial idiot who got a cross he wants to bear.

it's not 100% healthy his therapist unhelpfully pointed out but the core of all his volatile feelings have always been named deku & katsuki doesn't know how to compartmentalize it properly bc katsuki may have squashed to something small & insignificant but it's heavy & permanent. so when deku laid his fucked up request at katsuki's feet, he broke the table they were using and nearly walked out if deku didn't catch him by the arm in time.

"kacchan, pls here me out first," deku begged of him, his sweet permeating the air; he's NOT PLAYING FAIR AT ALL. whoever said alphas are the dominate sex in the world have never met an omega, a determine goal focus omega with babies on the brain like deku.

"kacchan, recently i realized that im only getting older so i want a child when i still can," deku explained. "so won't you help me? i know settling down right now is the farthest thing from your mind, but im not asking you anything like that," he continued as katsuki quietly fumed in the background. "i just want your help in making this selfish wish of mine come true. you're among my top choices, kacchan."

Katsuki jerked up. "wait, you mean to say there's a fucking list of alphas you plan to extort their sperm from?" he seethed, feeling like deku had took a goddamn knife to his pride and butcher it completely. "how many other ppl have you asked before you even came to me?!"

"im not extorting anything from anyone." Deku frowned. "and, well, you always lectured me about diving head first w/o any backup plans," he pointed out, "so i made sure to leave several options open just in case the first one fell through. see? i did thought this one thru."

katsuki nearly broke another piece of furniture at the thought of deku asking someone else to father his child as though he was just another face in a long list of ppl deku could use. "What did every alpha on ur shitty list rejected u already so now have to come to me for help?"

deku, who was no.1 for a reason, narrowed his eyes and the air crackled around them. "kacchan, this is extremely important to me so i wouldnt just chose anyone. i only know a handful of alphas i can trust and someone im happy to share the other half of my child with. you're the 1st person that came to my mind when i thought about a child growing inside of me," he said, wrapping his arm around his flat tummy. "despite our many differences you're the one i admire the most. your strength & ambition, grounded by your strong drive & work ethics. the fact that you got where you are w/ your own hands & wits to guide you, i think you're just amazing. so how could i not want those kind of qualities for my own child," deku explained. "im sure a child born from half of your genes you will shine just brightly as you do."

katsuki felt so taken back that found his tongue heavy and words were escaping him. on one hand he felt a rush of pride and a strange sensation of happiness that deku had specifically chosen him out of his potential candidates bc of the greatness he had seem in katsuki but he'd also narrowed katsuki out not bc of some sentimental bullshit or lingering feelings but he thought of providing his future child with the best gene pool as possible so his child can flourish. it's a damn ego busting for katsuki but deku was clearly a man on a mission.

katsuki hesitated and thought what it would mean to have a child out there who carry a lil part of him in them; it's unnerving and humbling at the same time. he never thought of it himself but deku had dream of this, wanted this so badly enough to beg katsuki for help.

"alright," he said finally, not knowing exactly what compelled him to agree, but the look of utter happiness spreading across deku's face as he can barely contain his joy. a single word from him had caused deku's word to shift and rearranged itself to make room for another life.

and that's how katsuki got con into helping izuku make a baby lol. but, really katsuki was the one who agreed to it out of his own will bc he's an idiot & also terribly whipped; omegas are the ones ppl should be frighten of bc once they make up their mind it's hard to move them. they're an unstoppable force, something to be reckon w/ esp when that omega is the no.1 hero who fought his way to the top of the rankings and maintain that status quo for many years despite how many times katsuki tried to topple him from that perch LOL.

katsuki already lost the war before he'd even put a foot down on battlefront the moment deku'd opened his mouth & demanded his sperm AND HE KNEW IT TOO. so that was how katsuki found himself preparing to empty his balls in front of a two-way mirror in a mating clinic bc of deku. omegas, esp males, are the most fertile when they're in heat & when an alpha go in a rut, but the both of them have this arrangment that's more of a duty than any feelings involve bc they cant risk getting mix up in the hormones. this is for deku & his future child!!! so the clinic had prepared a large room w/ two way dividing mirrors& open air vents circulating b/t the two rooms so they can breathe in each other scene where deku can have his heat on one side and katsuki can watch BUT NOT TOUCH and get his rut on so he can produce sperm.

it's uh, not supposed to be v sexy since it's all clinical & shit but bakudeku being bakudeku they nearly tear the room apart to get to each other in heat/rut madnes. deku had blushed earlier as he asked to be bind with quirk restrictions cuff just in case he go crazy which HE DID. at first the nurses there was more worry about katsuki going crazy and out of control bc he has been known to fall pretty high on the alpha aggression and they fear it would be katsuki who would be dangerous; BUT NOPE it's deku all all along who almost broke the REINFORCED MIRROR just so he can get to katsuki!!!! DEKU WHO PPL SOMETIMES FORGET IS LIKE THE NO. 1 HERO FOR A REASON. soft and sweet deku who single handedly can fuck you up with just his fingers if he want to. he's an omega on a mission and he wants that knot up his ass AND HE WANTS IT NOW.

the nurses & docs have to use everything in their toolkit to pull bakudeku apart. when it's all said and done, katsuki embarrassingly produce buckets of cum enough to last deku a looooooong long time if the first one didn't take lol while deku couldn't look at katsuki in the eyes. they are both horridly embarrass about their 'not mating' and their action toward each other there even though they never actually touch each other through out the whole heat/rut procedure. despite the fact that they DIDN'T HAVE ANY SEX, it was still the hottest exp for both.

katsuki never seen more more feral and fierce omega who nearly broke the entire room just to get to him, in that moment if katsuki wasn't in love already he would have been half way there and izuku didn't expect KATSUKI AT ALL. the way he had handle izuku was completely diff. in izuku's heat fever, katsuki was the lone anchor who'd provided him grounding. he tried to calm deku down from his ramp up hormones even though he was as clearly affected as deku. forceful but not unforgiving, commanding not unyielding, firm but gentle.

it was electric.

it was as though izuku was a wild animal unleashed and katsuki managed to tamed him and he never had even had to raise a single finger to do it. it was all in his words that cut through izuku's hazy feverish wants and desires. the kind of alpha that made deku's knees weak.

after that, they have wordless mutual agreement to never talk about it. deku got the sperms he wanted and katsuki had finally fullfiedd his obligation and isn't responsible for deku or his future child. HE'S DONE. they dont have anything to do w/ each other anymore. RIGHT??? ha.

it's funny bc izuku had his hope on a child but didn't think it would take so soon! he'd thought he would fail a few times first before he get really lucky w/ conception bc of his age now that he's older, this 'psuedo mating' can't replace real mating, & biology is fucking weird. even the fertility doc couldn't promise this procedure to insert bkg's sperm in him when he's still got in a heat fever will work 100% and if they fail, they have to wait for another HEAT to come before it could work. which mean months of waiting in b/t so izuku is desperate. BUT it took one try. THAT'S ALL IT TOOK as izuku anxiously waited for the news in next couple of weeks. he took at home pregnacy tests and when hall 3 results were positive he'd cried and called his mom but even then he didn't tell anyone bc he was so scare it just was a fluke.

he'd kept this secret until he finally got the visit to his doc and could get the firm confirmation he needed! when the doc revealed that he was indeed pregnant, izuku fell to his knees in relief bc finally, FINALLY, his dream of having a baby had came true. he's a father now!!

the doc had warned that the first trimester would be rough on him bc of his age and miscarriage is more likely for him than most male omega. maybe he should consider taking an early pregnacy leave bc of the danger his job poses to him & the unborn baby. deku had agonized over it. ultimately, he decided to continue w/ his hero work but won't take on as much stuff as before. he plans to be more careful & attentive to his safety, and defer his more dangerous work to his colleagues instead. all his friends and coworkers go out of their way to help him w/ this

izuku got an entire community of heroes WHO DO THEIR BEST TO ENSURE HIS PREGNACY GO SMOOTHLY bc look izuku may be doing this alone but HE'S NOT ACTUALLY ALONE bc he got his friends, colleagues, and mom to support him through this bc they know how much this means to him!!

katsuki was one of the last to find out but only bc deku plan to see him in person to tell him bc katsuki HAD GIVEN HIM ONE OF THE BEST GIFTS (beside OFA) and he wanted to thank katsuki in person but class A are a bunch of gossip mongers so he found out through their groupchat. it started as a joke about katsuki & his super seed bc what a fucking stud bakugou katsuki to have ONE TRY and is able to knocked izuku up so quickly lmao. w/e the fuck katsuki is doing or eating, apparently it works wonder for him bc one of his sperm luck out & hit jackpot. his so called friends cant stop ribbing into him for knocking up deku so quickly bc they know from deku's worry that it wasn't going to be an easy conception but IT'S BAKUGOU KATSKUKI, outdoing himself once more bc he never does anything by half, not even his own sperm lol.

izuku met up with katsuki right outside his agency bc he knew wassup and how to corner katsuki effectively by trapping him when he just high off his patrol when he least expect an ambush esp when he was too busy avoiding izuku's attempts to reach him bc of COMPLICATED FEELS.

it's not cowardice that kept katsuki away, but izuku was the source of all his confusing feelings already & now w/ the news that he's carrying katsuki's child now it'd gotten worst. izuku, though, was nothing if not persistent. he zeroed in katsuki right away w/ purposeful steps.

"kacchan, i'm so glad to meet you here," izuku says as though he hadn't coordinate this w/ katsuki's coworkers, who are all SOFT for izuku anyway lmao, to get katsuki alone JUST LIKE THIS. katsuki knew he was caught bc every one his friends & colleagues are FUCKING TRAITORS.

"what," he snapped, clenching the hands at his side as he tried to keep his gaze from izuku's still very flat tummy. it's weird to think a life was quickly taking shape there when it's not like izuku looked any diff but he smiling more brightly & warmth coming from his person. was this what they call the pregnancy glow? bc deku was fucking blinding that katsuki wanted to shove his hand to deku's face to block it out.

"what you want," he demanded again even tho they both know why deku was here.

unperturbed, deku smiled. "im pregnant now so thank you. you'd helped fulfilled one of my biggest dreams & im ever so grateful for it!" he continued, rocking happily back & forth on his heels but the words barely registered katsuki kept staring at the way deku's body swing out & he opened his mouth before he could think better of it.

"should you be even moving liek that ?" he asked BC SINCE FINDING OUT IZUKU IS PREGNANT HE LOST HIS MIND. as soon as the words left his mouth he knew he was a dead man walking.

izuku leveled him a glare so fierce that he actually took a step back w/ chills running up his back. "kacchan i may be pregnant but im not an invalid," izuku said with the sharp edge of a smile and thinly veiled steel in his voice. the scariest part was that he hadn't drop a single smile but the ominous threas was there. "do you want me to show you how much of not invalid i am?"

katsuki scowled, face pinching at the thought whether this was just the usual deku's bs or this was deku's bs + the pregnancy hormones that get him so rile up. either way, katsuki no matter how much of an ass he was, he wasn't going to punch a pregnant omega to prove a point.

"fine, that was dumb sorry," he said, scratching the back of his ear in annoyance. "so was that all you wanted to say?"

deku's eyes crinkle in amusement as katsuki's scowl deepens. "yea, i just wanted you to hear the news from me personally and expressed my thanks."

"i'll take good care of them," he said softly, a stray hand caressing his stomach carefully. "I promise i'll be good to them so you dont have to worry."

katsuki paused and then, "I know," he said bc he does. deku was going to be a good parent w/o a doubt. That is a truth.

deku's eyes light up at katsuki's words and there was a hint of wetness in them that katsuki had the unnerving fear that he was going to cry right here and katsuki's entire agency going to charge out & murder him for making a pregnant omega, THE PREGNANT OMEGA DEKU cry in public.

"t-thank you," he sniffs, but THANKFULLY NO ACTUAL CRYING INVOLE, "it makes me so happy to hear that you in believe me. i won't fail you, i swear!" he said it like he was making a vow for world peace or some shit bc of how serious it had sounded but this was important to him.

"yea, okay," katsuki said, looking away bc got this entire conversation was agonizing bc here he was talking to the person, but not JUST ANY RANDOM PERSON, who is carrying a baby w/ half of katsuki's dna & they're not fucking each other. like,,, that's fucking weird okay.

"that's all i wanted to say," deku told him, fully aware how uncomfortable this talk was making him, "so I won't bother you anymore." he gave one last smile and turned to go but KATSUKI WHO SHOULD HAVE LET IT END THERE found himself opening his mouth and grabbing deku by the arm.

it was careful, a firm but gentle hand placed his forearm like deku was glass that stopped him for a moment. "if--if," katsuki said, swallowing around a stone in his throat, "you find yourself needing anything, call me ok? ANYTHING i dont care just call me and i'll be there."

a slow but the brightest fucking smile he had ever seen bloom on deku's flushed face. "ok, i'll let you know," he replied, bc this was KATSUKI PUTING HIMSELF OUT THERE AND WANTING TO GET INVOLVE IN IZUKU'S PREGNACY even tho deku had given him a clean break from it. HE CHOSE THIS.

katsuki doesn't know what he was thinking then but the words slipped passed his guard before he can stop it & now he fucking doomed himself, doom himself to 3am late night calls of deku crying in hysteric at his home bc he ran out of some rare hard to find fruit bc CRAVINGS. so now katsuki had to dragged himself all the way across town to hunt for this shit. the morning news of that day was hero ground zero harrassing shopkeeper in the FUCKING ASS'S OCLOCK FOR SOME FRUIT AND DEMANDING IT NOW FOR W/E REASON, WHILE LOOKING SO FURIOUS & UNHINGED.

look, it's not like deku doesn't have an entire network of ppl to reach out to if he ever needed anything bc they would even laid down their life for him but even when he's cursing a storm trying to get deku's his midnight craving, he's so relief it's him that deku called first. besides, he firmly knew wut he had signed up for the moment he had opened his mouth. offering is help in the pregnancy process was him choosing to get involve and commit to deku & his (god fucking damn shit, he can't think of it as *theirs* bc that's too dangerous) baby. and bc this is bakugou katsuki and he never does any by halves so even though he may have been reluctant at first but now that he's firmly on board he's going in full throttle w/ no break in sight. katsuki dumps all his $$ on pregnacy & prenatal care books.

he read papers, argued on pregnancy forum, & even harassed his parents on it just so he can come at this like a fucking boss bc while he has full faith in deku to put the safety of the fetus first but also HE DOESN'T FUCKING TRUST DEKU TO PUT HIMSELF FIRST which is just as import. deku has the self-preservation  of a damn child & he can't expect a *child* to take care of himself so KATSUKI OBVIOUSLY GOT TO DO IT FOR HIM. so he make diet plans, prepare prep meals for deku ahead of them, annoyed deku's coworkers to watch out for him lest he does something stupid. he make it his firm mission that this pregnancy will go smoothly as possible so even when he's running errands for deku, getting his weird ass food craving, and taking deku to visit his ob-gyn, sitting in the waiting room anxiously for any news in case SOMETHING GO WRONG.

He even drives himself crazy learning about the things a pregnant person can't do/is at risk of doing & he doesn't know how anyone can fucking take this for 10 months bc it's like walking on a precarious tight rope. it's scary & humbling and he just want deku & the baby to be ok.

there are still crimes and villains to wrangle, and the world keeps on spinning; nothing really change all that much now that deku's pregnant but katsuki finds himself personally accolating his precious time and energy toward deku & the baby. he became one of those *PEOPLE*, ugh. he never got it even when his friends had popped out spawns of their own. he wasn't going to get dragged down by biology & all that general bullshit about settling down. he's at the top of his game & prize to take over deku's position as no.1. he got no time for playing family.

yet here he is standing in the middle of a fucking baby store, staring down a damn baby crib and having a melt down. who the fuck knew that baby cribs come in so many fucking versions and THERE ARE JUST TOO MANY OF THEM. he thought he had come prepare but no this was toughs shit. he only saw this store in passing while on a patrol & thought he should drop by but the next thing he knew he got trapped here for three fucking hours just looking at baby cribs. he already got several people walking passed him, eyeing him weirdly as he internally freak out.

there are ridiculous amount of info floating on the internet about crib buying guide like the bars could only be certain inches apart, non-toxic paints, diff kind of mattress, safe headboards, etc etc. all of that to ensure the baby doesn't fucking DIE bc babies are like FRAGILE.

he calls deku & as soon as he picks up, the first thing katsuki says is, "last year, there were 1,842 babies death due to sudden infant death syndrome."

a long pointed pause, and then, "oh geez," deku answers, "where are you? I'll be right there, okay? don't go anywhere!"

#bakudeku #not!fic #sperm donor au

[rqs902]

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IS THAT WHO I THINK IT IS 

ITS MY BOY ENYU!!!! ON THE FRONT PAGE???? okay also a big deal for zhaohao and li hao too!!!

ok now into part 2 of the ep

interesting that they focused on junhao for everybody. can understand he probably has the most different and struggle experience so probably more interesting for dramas sake lol im surprised they dont spend more time on shengen, considering his popularity. 

HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA JUNHAO FREAKING OUT over the fact that they only learned the dance for 40 mins. LOL thats the level of tyger + kou cong + shengen, i can imagine the struggle of the yang guang nan hai group in comparison AHAHA i just imagine him running down the hall freaking out like HOW DID THEY LEARN THE DANCE IN JUST ONE CLASS WHAT ARE THESE PEOPLE 

lollll “theyre all dachang boys” “theyre all zhang yixing’s students” HAHAHAH you know even though he is slightly struggling compared to the rest, he aint bad and theyre all taking it light hearted with laughter so seems like a good learning environment! and he’s confident he’ll get it LOL thats good! i think thats what makes him so amusing 

HAHAHA i love how lin mo just keeps giggling at junhao like he genuinely just finds him so amusing LOL yay for making new friends 

awww bc junhao’s always been a leader i feel like for him to finally feel like hes being taken care of is so nice. i have absolute confidence that this group will treat him kindly. AW HE CALLED HIM MOMO 

im still disappointed they have YET to show zhan yu’s funny/strange personality and this wouldve been a great opportunity bc hes surrounded by friends he’s comfortable with!! like his friendship with kou cong! or akey and lin mo! but sigh...

THEY PUT ZHAN YU IN THE FRONT FOR THE SEXUAL LINE HAHAHHA PERFECT BUT I SEE LIN MO BEING ONE OF THE ONLY ONES NOT SHOWING HIS ABS HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA

wow the lyrics are so fitting for lin mo to scream LOL but also ay his vocals?! aw im glad they put in a little rap for shengen and akey! honestly was kinda hoping for more bc they havent had a proper stage together before and i feel like itd be awesome but also junhao and zhan yu vocalization at the end was on point!!

lol all the kids being like zhang pd’s words are so detailed and professional... sigh theyve been missing out until now 

im glad they really pointed out how each member of this team did well! they really all did a great job with each of their parts, and they each got a little part to shine, and when put together, it was a complete performance. im proud of them and happy for them!

aw.... i feel like we’ve been waiting so long to hear lin mo get complimented.... i feel like it’s been since qcyn namanana that we’ve been waiting for him to redeem himself and climb back up to the peak. ugh its been nearly a year and a half. im just so terrified of whats gonna happen next bc im way too skeptical at this point to expect this high to continue, esp with what happened after namanana last time......... but for now, im happy. relieved hes finally getting the recognition he deserves and im happy that hes happy. lol i was also half scared we were gonna get spirit of the knight-ed again with his pink hair (nightmare flashbacks to lin mo and changxi’s deletion from that perf) i dont think ill ever get over that :( i feel like as a lin mo stan, ive been trained to not keep my hopes up and to prepare for the worst bc hes the type of person who just always gets the short end of the stick, it feels like. 

aw the part when they go back to the waiting room and jin fan is waiting for them with an encouraging smile and the whole exchange of "帥的真的帥的" "哇~可以吧" "我沒想到" "那必須的" our leader did them proud :’) 

ugh the part where luo jie calls them and tells them he can’t come back........ heart breaking. i can see why lin ran and xikan would be really affected. lin ran has been luo jie’s go-to since he left and knowing how their usual friendship involves making fun of one another and jokingly complaining about each other, it hits hard when lin ran says he cried his eyes out. it hurts that they didnt get to share the stage again before he left. xikan may not have shared the stage with luo jie during ip, but hes known him since then and has been with him through both rounds here. it interesting bc i feel like the namanana perf was very light hearted on qcyn but i cant see that happening here, esp with their outfits? 

aw shiwei and chaowen taking charge to raise their spirits :’) 

lin ran’s voice fits so well with this song wow! i really like his lines! also lol i didnt know xikan would have abs but okay and tbh im always hesitant about dances with props bc it always is so easy to look messy..... like every slight difference in angle in the way you hold your arms is immediately magnified 

and like sxl’s fan is obviously broken and having performed fan dances myself i know that that’s like the most annoying thing to happen on stage, and can be really difficult to deal with, even tho it happens ALL THE TIME with those types of fans ugh :( 

i mean its super kind of them to leave luo jie’s space empty for him, but its kinda weird to have parts of the audio missing sadly :( and also chaowen’s voice did something weird in the middle there, like its sounds weirdly weak 

wait didnt yixing tell them to close the fan? but they didnt? 

xikan’s facial expressions are perfecttt, good for him! wish they gave more screen time to shiwei during shiwei’s lines lol... but also i cant help but hear lin mo’s voice during that part LOL ugh speaking of which i miss that team dynamic namanana team a on qcyn HAHAHAH hwx being a brat and fjj running around wild and lin mo giving up on them all just laughing like idiots for hours on end while bo yuan just judges them from a corner LOL i love the beginning of the wenxuan and lin mo friendship good times :’)  

HAHAH ENYU AGAIN WITH THE REALEST COMMENTS - i agree AHHAHAH i love these kids too but there was something off about this stage 

im surprised but also not surprised by what the judges are saying 

o didnt realize sxl was supposed to be center but i guess that explains the big puffy thing on his shoulder lol.......... agree with cx tho, even without his broken fan, i think the fans made them look worse bc it just looked messy 

well idk if we’re getting all the stages today but at least jin fan’s is also getting aired! TYGER HUG FOR JIN FAN YESS

jin fan teaching them dance? yes thank you for showing us he is a good dancer. oof jin fan’s just too nice :( hes trying to avoid conflict too much that it caused conflict smh......... lol oscar trying to talk to su er hes having such struggle i feel that bro LOL hes doing really well though, tbh being relatively young, hes really trying his best and is being reasonable. 

LOL HE CALLED HIM JIN FAN GE i forgot jin fan is considered old lol..... jin fan really taking the higher road here and im glad they sat together and talked it out a bit

THE JIN FAN VOICE YESSSS hahahhaha kou cong holding the tyger sign!!

oo is that some of his bel canto-style singing coming through LOL 

AY NICE for hong weihao and oscar to put in some rap 

some of those high notes were a bit questionable at the end but okay jin fan is really claiming that vocal + dance teacher role i see.... interesting 

but agree with yixing that he doesnt need to force himself to do high notes bc his voice is so nice regardless!! yay for oscar getting recognition! im still waiting for jin fan to do a cool dance performance sigh

wasnt expecting an enyu feature BUT ILL TAKE IT 

oof huang enyu saying hes really trying to put himself out there by going for leader and the realest comment that he hasnt considered getting to debut he just wants to pass this round oof and he feels like his opportunities may be cut short bc hes getting old oof

enyu and chenxu crying watching the movie 

AW THEIR HAHA VIDEOS ARE THE CUTEST THING I LOVE THESE KIDSSS so sad that so many of them are at risk of elimination :(  im glad these vocals made their own friend group! I hope itll be a memory they carry forward. they do all have shared experiences as vocals on this show. 

this reaction to junrong’s voice

same tho :’) but actually all of their voices are so so nice like actually these 5 are all people whose voices ive really listened for on this show, but wow renyu’s voice in particular like really ugh just sounds so pure 

also enyu looks really nice in this performance but thats a side note okay moving on

i mean literally these reactions

and li hao crying while singing and so many kids in the waiting room crying while watching OOF this perf has got me emotional 

HAHAHHAHA THEIR INTROS HAHAHHA

UGH ENYU his plea just.... the way he yelled it bc it mustve taken courage and it mustve been a frustration on his mind for a while now and bc maybe he wouldve broken down if he hadnt yelled it out but im really crying now.... and its so out of character for him that you know he really really is feeling desperate and feels the need to speak out

lol wait gjm posted on weibo about him? is that why hes getting more attention lol..........

i really hope the vocals win :( 

no tygers in the next ep preview? hmmMMMMMmm okay 

well also interesting that they put the other 4 perfs with the elims...... seems sketch but at least most of my kids got to go this week ahhhhhh i feel bad for the other groups already. esp the ones with the kids who arent as popular... 

#rants

[ariesbilly]

for real, i expected hermione of all people would be the one telling flice how weird this is, since she was also disgusted with how penelope was supposed to marry her stepbrother. but not even a question like: are your kids ok with this? or even a reaction from kevin, whose dad got married to josie's mom. how convenient for all the flice and bghead people to blissfully ignore reality for just a little longer.

REAL FUCKING CONVENIENT HOW EVERYBODY HAD SHIT TO SAY ABOUT THE BLOSSOMS BUT THE JONES SMITH COOPER INCEST CLAN ALL MOVE IN TOGETHER AND SUDDENLY EVERYBODYS MUTE. REAL STRANGE HOW THAT WORKS OUT. 

nobody even likes fp or alice either so like ???? their only friends are each other. how they getting let off the hook? hermione can call her daughter a communist she cant get wine drunk and call out flice? bullshit

HIRAMS messy ass of all people too like.... how the fuck he aint say nothing when fps bitch ass was acting tough breaking bottles. this show plays favorites and its real obvious ras has a hard on for those two families when they aint done shit to deserve it fuck that guy and fuck his show

#briana answers things #Anonymous

[undertale-anomaly20]

Sooner or later you're gonna be mine x chubby! Reader

Chapter 1: The waitress and the mobster

Oh God, I was hearin da rumors, but I didnt believe hed actually do it. As if our town wasnt a big miserable wasteland of violence, misery and murder already, now hes actually welcomin their kind into it as well.

Frisk paused, her hairbrush in mid-stroke, as she heard the piano man grumble crudely under his breath. She hadnt sang in this club before and truth be told, it didnt have a great dressing room for performers to get all dolled up as many owners put it, so Frisk took it upon herself to dress up in the ladies bathroom.

After putting on her shimmery low-cut baby-blue dress and applying all that heavy makeup to her face, she exited the bathroom, leaving her aftershow clothes in one of the broken stalls and began brushing her hair on stage. It didnt take much to style it, which was one of the main reason why Frisk had cut it short into a bob hairstyle. One less stupid thing she had to worry about before she got on stage. Just brush it till it looks neat, put a flower in it and the crowds still think you look like a million bucks.

Not that Frisk cared too much about what her fans thought of her. All she wanted to do was sing, get paid and go home before she saw another fight break out between the members of her audience. Gang members erupting into violent and bloody fights in the middle of her songs were becoming more and more common over the last few months. And what were these fights over? Anything really. Gang members entering other gang territory, drug deals gone bad, gun deals wrong horribly bad. It didnt matter. The result was always the same: somebody would be leaving in a body bag.

Frisk hadnt gotten used to it, but she had definitely become quicker with dodging flying bullets and pieces of furniture that came her way.

She tried to deny it when she was younger, but now it was obvious. Her once pretty city was quickly sinking into corruption thanks largely to the mob groups that were overtaking large areas of her city. The dons and high-class mobsters ran everything from the small mom and pop stores to the police force. Even the citys officials were nothing more than corrupt individuals in nice suits with clean smiles. The good decent poor folks suffered the most, having to pay out protection fees but there were always ways to make money.

Everybody had a price. Everybody could endure or change themselves for money. Frisk knew. To her despair, she watched a number of her long-time friends get lost in the world of easy money and quick deaths. She had been to more funerals than birthdays parties this year alone. She could never blame them though.

Well everybody except her sister, (name).

(name) was one of the only people she could really trust and was one of the few people uncorrupted by this hell hole of a city. As children the both of them knew nothing but love and kindness with (name), being older by a few years, looking after her and protecting her even as the years had gone by she never stopped standing up for her and always flashing that big beautiful smile telling her 'it's gonna be ok' even if everything wasn't.

Frisk smiled at the though of her sister being there for her every step of the way in her life a little anoying but what was she to do (name) was very stubborn her big (eye colour) eyes that still held a little glimmer like she did when she was younger, her long thick (hair colour) hair that always seemed to shine no matter what the lighting was, her (skin colour) skin that alway had one or two burise on it and her body was alwasy as plump and smooth as ever. not to say her sister was overweight drastically but she tended to look down on herself at her body shape, even though she was what the pigs f this city considered 'fat' she had her curvy outline a bit, she had a bit above average size bust, plump lips and a big behind.

The world was going through a depression after all. And Frisk herself was not exactly a wealthy professional singer. Right now her gigs were seedy clubs with even seedier owners, whose businesses reeked of cigar smoke and strong booze and no matter how many times Frisk showered the smell seemed to linger.

And her nightly audiences were the lowest class of criminals. Not that Frisk judged on them on poverty levels. In fact, most of the best people she knew were struggling to get by. But when it all came down to the wire a rich mobster was just as bad as his poor lackey. Both types murder for money and power and both types will harm the innocent to get what they want.

Frisk really needed to get out. She just hadnt saved enough money yet. She may have been a popular singer in these types of bars, but the pay wasnt great. She made just enough to pay for her crappy apartment, her bills and the protection fee her local police force demanded of its residents.

The piano man saw her baffled look and pulled back the curtain even further so she could get a good look at her audience for the night.

She squinted through the cigarette smoke that lightly covered the many faces of her audience and tried to see what he was moaning about.

Look at the last table in the back. Youll see what Im talking about, toots.

Frisk did and gasped aloud. The piano man chuckled, letting her know she was indeed seeing what she was thought she was seeing.

Seeing Don Dee was a shock in itself. Even small fish like Frisk knew who he was just by looking at him. A top dog, a big shot, a huge fish...and the fact that he was sitting in this piece of shit of a bar was astounding in itself. The man was known for class and expensive taste. The suit he was wearing outshined all the cheap ones that almost all the other club patrons were wearing.

But the don being here wasnt the most shocking part. The most shocking part was his companion. The gentleman sitting beside the Don was...not from the city to say the least. And if he had entered the club by himself, he would have been killed instantly. But sitting with the Don made him untouchable. In fact, most patrons were going out of their way not to stare at him.

Say, is he- Frisk began, but stopped when the musician laughed again.

Yep. The Don himself is invitin monsters in the operation now. Can you believe that, toots? Disgustin monsters. Pfft...hes makin a mistake is what hes doin. Gonna lose all that respect. Monsters..Now this town really has sank as low as it can go.

Frisk frowned at his choice of words, and the effect they had on her, but continued to stare, even though she felt a little bad doing it. both her and (name) knew that people who differed from theri own race and in this case species shouldnt be stared at like they were some kind of spectacle, but Frisk really couldnt help herself.

Sure she heard all about the monsters that lived in the neighboring cities miles away from her own, and sure she knew they looked different from humans and their customs and politics were worlds apart from human, but to actually see one was...well it was something that deserved a second glance.

He was a massive monster. He was taller than any human Frisk had ever seen and he was wide too. Not fat, but there was no denying how incredibly powerful he looked. He made the Dons bodyguards look like little boys.

And his suit was even more impressive than the Dons if that were possible. His jacket, fedora hat and trousers were black, while his waist coat was an eye-catching red. Frisk wasnt too fond of that color, unless it was on her sister, but she had to admit the monster had style. A fat cigar was in his teeth and the smoke coming from it was strange. It wasnt gray smoke. It was red smoke and curled in unusual designs before it disappeared.

But his size and clothing were nothing compared to what he actually looked like. He had a huge smile on his face and despite the dimmed lights, Frisk saw a glimmering gold tooth flashing in his mouth every time the skeleton turned his head.

Out of the corner of her eyes she caught the flash of pink in the light and turned her attention towards the colour to see it was a pink heart hair pin. only one person she knew had that pin and it just so happened to be her sister that was the owner of said pin. her sister was wearing the standered waitress uniform aswell as having her hair tied into a high bun with the exeption of a few strands that fell in front of her face with that sweet smile on her face but Frisk knew it was fake she knew her sister hated dealing with these 'murdering pricks' as (name) liked to call them but they both needed the money and even with friks singing it's not enough.

Frisk watches her sister carrying a tray of alcohol towards Don Dees table. her heart practically stopped in worry for her sister as she watched her place the glass fill with the nasty brew in front of the don and a nother in front of the monster before walking away.

Damn freak, the piano man muttered and lowered the curtain.

Before the cheap bright red curtain could blocked her view, Frisk felt her heart jump in her throat. At the last second the skeleton turned his head to look where her sister was who, in turn, was looking back at him.

He took the cigar out of his mouth with two of his large bony fingers and winked at her. (name) quickly turned away with her head down before the curtain fell into place. That look...Frisk didnt understand why his friendly little gesture towards her sister sent a cold chill down her spine, but she tried to quickly dismissed it.

It doesnt matter, she thought to herself. Im sure (name)s not gonna talk to him if she can help it.

The piano man sat down at his piano, cracking his fingers and looking at Frisk. She hated the way his eyes wandered from her face and rested on her breasts. She glared at him, covering her chest with her arms. The man just shrugged coolly, completely unbothered.

Hey, I aint touching em toots. No law against lookin.

both her and her sister needed to get out of this city. Go somewhere nicer where smoke from cigarettes and guns didnt greet them every second of everyday. Where people actually cared if another person was killed. Maybe when she had enough saved up she could move to the country and where her sister wouldn't come home with brusies and bruised knuckles every week and that painful look in her eye that tells her 'I can't keep this up for much longer' as happy as her sister tried to be she wasn't dumb (name) had the same attitude as Frisk toward the city folk who misreated her and gave them the same amount that they gave her, absolutly none. Maybe they could live in a pretty cottage and start a garden. She couldnt remember the last time she saw a flower growing outside and she doubt that (name) could either.

She smiled faintly. Her mother always talked about starting a garden when Frisk was really little and-

But going back to our conversation, the Don really is makin a mistake. As soon as we let one monster in, more are gonna come. Just you wait. Im mean look at what happened when we started lettin the darkies in-

Frisk felt a shot of anger bloom in her chest.

Why dont you keep those disgusting thoughts to yourself and get ready for the show? Since the Don is here we cant afford you screwing things up. Word around the grapevine is that you arent the cream of the crop when it comes to playing that thing.

It was a lie of course. Frisk knew nothing about this man, but that didnt stop her from feeling a sort of smug satisfaction enter her as the piano mans face changed from cocky and arrogant to enraged and disgusted.

Goddamn, bleedin heart whore, he muttered loud enough for her to hear, but low enough so nobody else could here. You and your type are the reason why there are so much problems in this world. You treat the inferior a certain way and suddenly they start demandin to be treated that way by everybody…

Frisk smiled and continued brushing her hair, humming the songs she was going to sing for the audience tonight. It was always nice to be told that. Whenever somebody told her that or something similar to that, Frisk couldnt help but feel like she was more than just some seedy bar singer who sang for murderers and criminals.

The piano man and her didnt speak again and Frisk continued to brush her hair until the audience started to quiet down.

Showtime , Frisk thought grimly, no longer excited about being on stage.

The curtain parted and the horrible spotlight that hit her was nearly blinding, but before she could adjust to it, the piano started playing.

She sang the first song with ease and much to her disappointment the piano man didnt make one mistake. Guy knew his instrument. Too bad he was a racist prick.

For the most part, Frisk and (name) loved musicians. All that passion being played through their fingers or mouths and whenever either of them spoke to them they always wanted to be something more than what they were. Just like her, they dreamt of getting out of the city and being somewhere safe and pretty.

At one point when Frisk was younger and still wanted to make singing her lifes career she would dream of marrying a gentle musician. The two of them would become famous and sing at only the best clubs and have children who loved music and would sing and play too and-

Frisk never would have thought in a million years that she would grow to hate the talent she once cherished. The spotlight was always too bright, the places always reeked of blood and booze and the applause was laced with lewd comments about her body.

(name) had a more possible dream. As a child all she wanted was to settle down with a man and have children who she would sing lullabys to and fill her home with music and love but as she grew her body changed and her heart sank further down at every negative comment made her way.

She was too weak for this city. She knew, but thankfully none of these cruel people knew it. Her dad once told her that if you show any weakness to people like mobsters and criminals they would eat you alive. She had no doubt he had been correct. when Kailyn was told this she pu all her energy into making sure none of these corrupted bastards could do a damn thing to her sister.

Frisk longed for the day where her and (name) would sing for hours on end with smiles in their hearts, laughing at everything but the thing Frisk missed most was her sisters singing. Frisk knew as a child her sister had the better voice andbut she didn't mind if anything she worked hard to be just like her but this damn cities corrupted men and women with there words of hate and jelousy...(name) had done her best to protect Frisk from those words but she, herself, had been exposed to those words for too long and all those negatice comments about her apperance, as if there was anything wrong with how she looked, got to her making her do what those bastards wanted her to do.

Shut up.

After her first song ended, the applause was loud and hard. Frisk forced a smile on her face and blew a kiss into the crowd.

Now adjusted to the blinding light she looked at her audience her sisters face smiling up at her was one of the first she saw. Gray smoke blurred their faces but almost instantly her eyes were drawn to the skeletons red smoke. She looked at him and the look he was giving back to her nearly took her breath away. It was so intense. So...extreme and he never looked down or away from her.

Even when the Don was talking to him quietly about whatever crime-ridden business they had together, the skeleton would respond but never break his gaze away.

Frisk swallowed before she spoke.

Such a lovely crowd here tonight and I would like to take this opportunity to personally thank Mr. Dee for honoring me with his presence and tolerating my cat-screeching I like to call singing.

A rough round of laughter and applause reached Frisks ears. The old Don waved to the crowds and then offered her a wave as well. Forcing back the vomit and physically battling with herself to keep her smile on her face, Frisk blew a kiss directly at the old man who had killed so many people whether they were guilty or innocent. Whether they were a part of his gang or an innocent bystander.

We really need to get out of this town' Frisk thought as she began her next song.

She almost messed up a few of her notes. That skeletons red eyes had gone black as soon as she blew that kiss to the Don and she was having trouble focusing until she looked to her sister, who was on break watching her with that big ole smile she loved, then it seemed easier to sing knowing her sister could sit and watch like she did when the were children

don't worry sis, for once, I'm gonna be the one to save ya'

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(name)s side

(name) watched as the partons of the bar laughed to each other some of them were good people others not so much. there were those who were friendly, kind and nice those were the rare patrons that popped in once in a while and then there were the assholes hat showed up every god damn day and the degrading remarks they make at her or behind her back annoyed her more often than not but the lewd and disgusting remarks and cat calls they directed towards her younger sister made her blood boil.

oh how she wanted to bash them all over the head with their bottles but she knew better if she acted upon her wishes not only would it cost her the job she worked hard to get it would cost Frisk her job. she just smiled sweetly and agreed with the patrons to keep them happy no matter how much it sickened her to do so.

"hey doll! go another order for ya!" (name) turned to her boss ready to retreive her latest order just as she was about to reach for it she notied her boss looked nervous but why? this man is the most intimidating person she knows that is a good person at heart he's aken on multiple drunken patrons at once so what could sacre this man so bad that he was white as a ghost then it clicked only one person in the bar currently that would reduce this man to a fearful state like this was Don Dee.

(name) tried to keep calm and remembered why she worked here. for Frisk her baby sister she picked up the tray with both hands and made her way to the table. sure don dee made her nervous who wouldn't be around a man that could kill you with but a wave of his hand but once she was nearing the table her eyes weren't on the don but on the monster that sat nex to him.

He was a massive monster. He was taller than any human (name) had ever seen and he was wide too. Not fat, but there was no denying how incredibly powerful he looked. He made the Dons bodyguards look like little boys and his suit was even more impressive than the Dons if that were possible. His jacket, fedora hat and trousers were black, while his waist coat was an eye-catching red. Frisk wasnt too fond of that color, but she had to admit the monster had style. A fat cigar was in his teeth and the smoke coming from it was strange. It wasnt gray smoke. It was red smoke and curled in unusual designs before it disappeared.

But his size and clothing were nothing compared to what he actually looked like. He had a huge smile on his face and despite the dimmed lights, (name) saw a glimmering gold tooth flashing in his mouth every time the skeleton turned his head. In all honesty (name) thought the monster had some sort of charm to him shaking her head she made it to the table and placed the disgusting brew in front of the don making sure to smile sweetly then moved onto the monster. oh how she hated how people used that word as an insult spitting it out of their mouths like it was venom but what could you do she placed the small glass in front of him and smiled walking away she didn' make it that far before she felt eyes on her.

she turned around to meet the monsters red eye light gaze they were mesmorising, beautiful even, she felt like she couldn't look away he took the cigar out of his mouth with two of his large bony fingers and winked at her. (name) quickly turned away with her head down embarassed at being caught then sat down calling for her break.

Frisk scurried off stage after she finished her songs, pausing only briefly to wave at the handsome jazz band that was scheduled to play right after her. They returned the wave and started to do some playful and very cute cat-calling that wasnt lewd or vulgar at all her eyes soon found her sister waiting for her with her duffle bag in hand looks like she finished early.

both girls smiled to themsleves as they entered the empty bathroom, all the women in the audience have been waiting for that jazz band to play. They were becoming very popular and no doubt would make it big, and Frisk went into the broken stall where she left her clothes while (name) went into one of the wrking ones to change

Still some good guys out there' Frisk thought as she took off her painfully tight blue dress and put on her more preferred one. The fabric of her baggy blue and pink sweater dress was a warm and welcomed change from the dress she just had on.

She stuff the blue dress in her purse without a care and walked out of the stall to meet up with (name) who was wearing a baggy dress sweater and long skirt.

(name) turned around and snorted "tryin to give clowns a run for their money, sis?" she joked. Dont get it wrong, Frisk didnt mind some make-up every once in awhile, but the rouge on her cheeks was too bright. Her blue eye-shadow was too heavy and her red lipstick was too much. But thats the club owners always wanted. Thats what the men in her audience wanted.

With a frustrated growl she turned on the sink, took a handful of soap, mixed it with water and began scrubbing her face viciously. We need to get out of here, Frisk thought of the millionth time as she continued to scrub her face until her skin turned red while (name) brushed out her long hair from its up do taking out each pin and tie in it. "great job as always with the singin' sis. practically had the attention of everyone in the room" Frisk smiled at her sisters compliment "thanks but...it would have been better if you were up there with me" (name) sighed "sorry but no it's been too long and I'm the waitress you're the singer"

Niether of them heard the bathroom door open so when they heard the heavy footsteps they turned towards the noise The soap and water dripped from Frisks face and onto her dress as she stared at the massive skeleton who was blocking the exit as well as (name) moving the hair from her eyes. Frsik didnt even realize her mouth was open until the taste of bitter and slippery liquid soap burned her tongue. She quickly closed her lips and backed away from the skeleton.

His hands were in his pockets as he looked (name) up and down, his smile growing by the second. His gold tooth glittered menacingly against the bathroom lights. He took a step towards them.

No...please Frisk thought as she held her hands up in a weak attempt to create some kind of barrier between herself and the monster that was at least two heads taller than her while (name) took a step forwad ready to fight her eyes narrowed.

There was only one reason why a straight man would enter the womens bathroom and Frisk learned what it was when she first starting singing. The man who had attacked was big too. He had grabbed her and shoved her up against the stalls doors and would have done so much more if it hadnt been for a (name) looking for Frisk. that was the day Frisk saw for the first time her big sisters anger in full force the anger in her eyes was just terrifying. blood flying, bloody fists the man left a bloody pulp as one of the women comming in to use the rest room ran to get security to "remove" the man while Frisk held onto her sister beggin her to stop that he had enough.

Frisk opened her mouth to scream for help, but the music from the jazz band blasted through the door, letting Frisk know that her chance for calling for help and actually having someone hear her was gone.

She looked up at him and tried to smile at him. She didnt know what she was gonna say to try and talk him out of the thing he was going to do to her. And through her mind-numbing fear she actually took a second to wondered how a skeleton could do something like that. But she wasnt curious enough to find out.

Look mister, I dont want any trouble-

Frisk stopped her sentence, groaning in fear as the skeleton took his hands out of his pockets and reached into his jacket.

"Frisk I think I left my purse behind the bar would you mind going and looking for it?"

To be continued....

(hey guys this took a lot of courage for me to post this. It's a more updated version than in quotev and watt pad just a few tweeks. I hope you all enjoy this and let me know in the comments how you feel about this)

#sansxreader #underfell #mafiafell #undertale #chubbyreader #sans #frisk #readerinseret #fell! sans #mafiatale #reader #xreader #comic

[vapidsims]

This guy again?

yes im bringing him again 

This time for @shae-sims Casa Amor! 

Name: Caster Lang

Age: 28

Ethnic: Blasian

Personality: Goofball| Exra| Micheivious

Occupation: tech assistant. freelance on the side.

Hobby: fishing

Sign: Gemini

From: Brindleton bay

If you ask anybody who knows him on a surface level they’ll probably say Caster’s one of the funniest most charming dudes they ever met. That he brightens up the room when he walks in, goofing off with the finger guns and all that, makin the jokes! he’ll make an absolute fool of himself tryna get that old man sitting at the bar to chuckle.

Ask somebody who knows him on a more tertiary level and they’ll say…well, hes a bit off. they dont know what it is though, they couldnt possibly begin to explain whats rubbed them the wrong way. and strangely enough, the time they start feeling like that is the same time Caster goes *poof* out of their social lives.

( long text and mommy/daddy issues under the cut)

Lets get educational here, Who is Caster Lang? Hes certainly not gonna tell you.

Ask him about personal stuff, you get roundabout answers. want to pry? you may as well be pulling his teeth.

But hes a great guy so no big deal. Right? Right.

Hes a prankster, he loves jokes, he smiles and laughs, A LOT.  Somebody stole his car? he’ll probably just make a self depricating joke about it and keep on rolling on foot.

he dosnt…seem to care.

He was born to an (initially) happy couple, until just a day after his birth, where his mother decided she didnt love her husband any more. she tried to stick the marriage out, but it fell apart after six more years. A nasty divorce proceeded. And as it turned out after all that. Neither parent wanted their kid.

Then he spent a little too long being bounced from relative to relative until he ended up in foster care anyway. And by the time that happened he was too old to be wanted. He got taken in by an old man who really needed company….And a maid. As soon as he was old enough to mind himself and the old guy had died. Caster bounced off to the other side of the country and left everything/everybody back home in the dust.

Hes the local funnydude. sure. hes got charm. yeah. but on the underside, he likes to be at the center of a trainwreck. He moves quietly… Theres a loose thread hanging off of everybody and hes waiting to pull and watch what unravels. just like what happened with his parents. Dan across the street has a little insecurity that he accidently mentions offhand? you can bet Caster filed that away in his memory to use later. Caster meets Dans wife at the store some months from then? they chat about Dan for a bit. Then the neighbors are whispering. And then the town is whispering…

Its not his fault, the problem was already there, he just…casually made them aware of it…   its a slow burn, it takes time to catch….but man does he love to watch the flames…

And nobody suspects him. Unassuming a$s

Cas and Dan across the street will still be friends for a while. But Dan eventually starts to feel the same strange feeling others get after being exposed to him too long. Caster is used to this, hes a walking,talking, self fulfilling prophecy. Hes a curse that just keeps cursing…. hes up in smoke just like that.

Dude goes into everything prepared for and expecting rejection, he makes it so….why join a show?

He just wants to make people laugh at his funny ass on tv? yes maybe.

Is he there a chance he could actually find somebody who cares about him? hopefully. but he knows not to get his hopes up. he dosent make it easy…

He wants to plant seeds in the background and then watch the absolute sh*tshow  tree that grows out of them? probably.

All of the above? most definitely.

More details:

hes obviously never seen a therapist. hes an expert at self managing. whats that? thats his third cup of iced cream? whatever he’ll work it off.

Hes happy to please. you want him to get those heavy buckets. yes of course! want him to drive across town to get that gourmet cheesecake for you? sure thing! anything else? you can run him ragged.

Kinda into masochism dont @ him

He doesnt sleep as much as any human should. Its not unusual for you to get up at 3am and hes just…standing, in the kitchen, eating more icecream. he’ll say hes got insomnia. the dark circles under his eyes say so too.

He loves cats, and the cats love him. whenever he goes fishing he’d gladly give the scraps to all his adoring strays. They dont promise him anything and then leave, they just do cat things.

tried reaching out to his family a few times while living with the old man and either got short replies or outright “dont talk to me”s

If you’re gonna fite him it better be right there and then cause if you tell him to “meet you in the back of the mountain steak shack a quarter past midnigt on the eve of a full moon” He aint showing up. hes at home watching dr phil.

He does NOT skip leg day. or…overall body day. tries (and mostly fails) to hide that hes ripped.

greens and blues are his favorite colors.

has a hard time dressing himself. he tries hard.

“But what about finding his true love”?

He’d like to. however comma,

Is anyone gonna put up with him once they find out how he is? whom of yall like fixing a broken house? xD

(pls enjoy fixing a broken house, or helping him unpack his issues, buy his therapy)

“What about the prize money”?

save it for a nice place to live and adopt the most unwanted kid he could find and spoil them. (he IS a jerk undercover but this probably says a little something)

He’ll go wherever the wind dropkicks him~

#bringing this guy back #Caster the bastard #i made his eyes and lips a teeny bit smaller

[xroxasx]

Top 10 Songs of 2019

1) medicine-BMTH

“So you can drag me through hell If it meant I could hold your hand I will follow you 'cause I'm under your spell And you can throw me to the flames I will follow you, I will follow you

Because I cut my teeth and bit my tongue 'Till my mouth was dripping blood But I never dished the dirt, just held my breath While you dragged me through the mud I don't know why I tried to save you 'cause I can't save you from yourself When all you give a shit about is everybody elseAnd you just can't quit, why don't you deal with it? I think it's time to stopYou need a taste of your own medicine 'Cause I'm sick to death of swallowing Watch me take the wheel like you, not feel like you Act like nothing's real like you” 

In a shocking turn of events, my number one song was actually my fuck you song. Is this #character growth??? My favorite one was when he was talking about taking the wheel like you and not feeling like you and acting like nothing’s real because that’s what I’ve always wanted to do to someone who did that to me but most of the time they’d actually just appreciate it because it would make their lives easier so. -__- 

2) Rain-AmaLee

“That look of sympathy, it's nothing new to me You would think by now it wouldn't faze me

It storms on, into another day it's pouring on And I watch, knowing that there is no end in sight Here we stand hand-in-hand now as we look out on the world Just one umbrella to keep us dry from the storm” 

I listed to this song HELLA because I felt like it was theme song for most of the year because I felt as if I should be used to other people giving me “the look” whenever I was upset about something else that went wrong in my life. But alas, I was not. And likely never will be. I saw the last verse here as being more symbolic of the side of me that never wanted to get out of bed in the morning and the side of me that wanted to do something more than sit and suffer all the time, even if all both could see was nothing but more trials and tribulations ahead. 

3) I’ve Been Waiting-Lil Peep, ILOVEMAKONNEN, FOB

“Break my heart but don't tell me I'm not doin' fine 'Cause I'm doin' fine Let me go, I'm spendin' time Not doin' fine but I'm doin' fine

Fuck me up and make me just go crazy Addicted to the pain that you just made me love (whoa, yeah)

And now the time is right, you wanna do me so wrong Now the time is right, you wanna do me so wrong When I've been waitin' (I've been waitin') Long for you (long for you)“ 

Ok so maybe this one is me just being a petty ass bitch but I think this song is pretty self-explanatory. I just really liked the “fuck me up and make me just go crazy” because it was fun to sing. Same goes for the “not doing fine but I’m doing fine”. As for the last verse up there, every time the time seemed perfect or nothing standing in the way, it still never happened so none of my efforts seemed to pay off in the way I hoped they would. I guess that’s one thing I find hard to deal with--never quite getting the recompense I wanted, but in the end it’s the right thing to do to just let it go when it gets to that point I suppose.

4) 85% 

“Ooh, I should really use my head I should really use my head 'stead of thinking with my chest, yeah Ooh, I was dying to connect Gave me 85%, only 85%, yeah

Feelings fade and people change and things they fall apart But that doesn't mean I don't believe in speaking from the heart

I just hope that you don't forget me It wasn't right the way you left me

Could you give me just a little bit more? Should've known what I was asking for We met as friends, we'll end as friends We will be till we die, right? But if you start to miss me, I don't like to be alone So if you wanna try again you better let me know“

WE AINT GOT TIME TO UNPACK ALL OF THIS but I think the chorus really says it best. 85% is a good grade, but you still could have done better when you really think about it. And in relationships that extra 15% can make all the difference between trying and not trying enough. Things do fall apart and something there’s nothing you can do but I believe that it’s always worth suffering the consequences of the actions you took rather than the ones you didn’t. In the end I just don’t want to be forgotten. We’ll live and die as something, and I was a friend at some point I hope. Lonely times don’t have to last forever but I won’t know you miss me if you don’t say so. 

5) Space-Ally Hills

“You don't even mind 'cause you don't waste time Filling in all the blanks.I wish you were sad for a day so you would know how it tastes to be lonely (taste to be lonely) I wish you would stay in for a night to see what it's like fading slowly (fading slowly).You were my love, you wanted this, I gave it all, but you took what you did. You were my life, you turned off like a switch. You know what they say, well they say life's a bitch.”

Nobody cares, people move on without so much as a goodbye, they replace you faster than you can say what the fuck, and even if deep down they’re suffering too, they’ll never show it. So that’s fine I guess. Life’s a bitch and then you die and that’s it. I’m just tired. 

6) Love Me-Felix Cartel & Lights 

“You're making me nervous Looking for my car keys and pain killers

You're leaving me hanging So Ima play cool when you think I wouldn't Liquor by the pool when I know you're lookin While I dissect conversations Maybe there's something there for once 

So this could be a cruel summer Or a real lover, tell me how you want it to go

I can't get you off of my mind Why do I keep wasting my time Man you make it easy for me So why can't I make you love me Love me“

UGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH my only real comment on this is that I just keep getting myself into a cycle of love and disinterest that simply fucks over my entire experience of being alive yet I continue to try in vain to make myself happy even though I know it will, in the end, only make me feel significantly worse. However, the only alternative is to suffer alone anyways without even trying! Wonderful.

7) Follow You-BMTH

“So you can drag me through hell If it meant I could hold your hand I will follow you 'cause I'm under your spell And you can throw me to the flames I will follow you, I will follow you”

This song makes a return! This time at number seven! I think this is definitely an improvement though, since it’s clearly lower on the totem pole than it was for my life before. Still, the chorus remains the same in it’s meaning. This song was never about unhealthy relationships to me. It’s always been about learning to lean into other people’s darkness without drowning yourself. Luckily I’m not afraid of my own more sinister side of myself, so I can dive headfirst into other people’s without fear of drowning because I know how to keep my head just far enough above the fire to drag us both out, even if they try to throw me back in.

8) Baby-Clean Bandit, MARINA, Luis Fonsi

“Standing here in an empty room I saw you there and my blood ran cold Take me back to that long September Don't know how I ever let you go

My heart's like a rubber band And it's such a shame You'll always be the one who got away We both know that deep down you feel the same Hard to say it's over But I'm already someone else's (C'mon)

Wish I met you at another place and time If only, if only you were mine This love story ends for you and I 'Cause I'm already someone else's“

/cries in spanish

Regretting how something ended while simultaneously moving onto somebody else is still very strange. But both of us know it’s over and done with so there’s no use trying to fix something that never worked in the first place. We could have been something but now we’re just alive in each other’s memory as we move on with other people and our lives.

9) In My World (Blue Exorcist) 

“There's no proof I exist He'll, it took everything I have to save myselfHow did we all end up like this? I see the path I've long avoided There's no one left and nowhere else to goFate can screw itself and die As I helplessly only cry for pride Ah ah ah alone in my world I cry a song of love This world is twisted, you blink and miss it All of my hopes and dreams they break and fall away I'm so sick and tired of this torment Goodbye precious life

Fate could take a new coat of paint While I'm bruised and beaten I'll try for pride Ah ah ah alone in my world I sing a song of love This world is twisted, but I won't miss it And with the bonds we've made They will keep us strong Though it sometimes sucks I'll grin and bear it It's my precious life“

Existential crisis, the song. I really like the change of perspective toward the end of the song though. There’s still some fight left in me after all I suppose. 

10) MASAYUME CHASING-BoA (AmaLee English Translation Used) 

“The sunrise reflected in your eyes A burning and brilliant dawn But it's so bright, the future I see I only hope it comes true”

Aw, something nice and cute for once. wtf lol. I do only hope it comes true and isn’t deceiving me again. LOL

#roxas writes #songs #spotify #my top songs 2019 #2019 #new years #fob #bmth #a bunch of others i don't feel like tagging #music

[laketaj24]

Songbook: Erik: Take Me Away

A/N: Heyyy here’s the next installment of The Songbook Series!!! Taglist is open!! Also, I’m trying to get used to my nail length or whatever, so typos are probably strung through out. My Bad. Kind of some domestic fluff, mixed with what the fuck, then smut. 

Catch up Here!

Song: Daniel Ceasar: Take Me Away

Erik always spoiled her. Mentally reminding her she was the only person that had ever made him settle down. He knew he’d fucked up even if she didn’t do whatever she wanted she got. “Yo, what’s the move?” Erik says moving around their bedroom. He places his shoes at the feet of the bed and awaits Asa to answer.

Asa stands facing the mirror blasting SWV singing into her brush as if she’s a t a concert. “That explains why your love....” Erik grabs the brush playfully. “Hey!”

“Look your imaginary audience can wait for just a minute.” Erik smiles. “You said we were out today. Where we going?”

“Since it’s my weekend to chose, shopping. I want that damn outfit you said was out of our budget but then you went and bought four hundred dollar shoes.”

“I said that it wasn’t in your budget.” Erik said walking out of their room.

Kojack hops on the bed dragging his shoe in his teeth. Asa says nothing laughing as he starts to bite the tongue. “We share a bank account babe, how is it not in my budget?”

“It’s ugly man damn. That outfit ain’t cute!” He yelled from the kitchen.

“You said I could get it when I got back! I’m back and I’m getting it nigga!” She squints her eyes at Kojack. “Your dad is gonna get you.” She reaches for the shoe and he moves further up the bed. “Kojack!” She whispers. “Stop!”

“You gone look a hot ass mess. Get what you want. I ain’t gone stop you.”

“You never told me what happen last week when I left, you out there fucking hoes?”

“Yeah all the hoes.” He says sarcastically. “You ready to go?”

“Almost.” Asa slides into her denim shirt and pants then grabs her boots.

Asa turned to the side admiring her figure, she used to have ass for days. Now it was there but not there but it was aight. Erik didn’t seem to mind the change in her curves. She tossed hr hair into a messy ponytail and dabbed on her lip gloss.

“Aw hell naw!! Asa why you letting him eat my shoes!”

“You bet not whoop him either. I swear to god we gone fight!” Asa ran out the room scooping him up in her arms. “What I tell you about leaving stuff around the house?” She cackled. “Mama won’t let him get you.” The dog growled at Erik as he walked closer and then he stepped back.

“You know what, remember that shit when you want some Kibbles and Bits and yo moms off denying people at the bank.”

The mall isn’t busy and Erik is elated because he was starting to notice too many people pissed him off. He follows behind Asa making fun of her outfits and singing the store music loud. “Ma, do not buy that damn romper. Baby a romper aint for everybody.” Erik strolls through his phone. “but a dress.”

Unknown: Missing me? Like the way that you and your girl matching and shit.

He slides over hitting the red delete button and then slides his phone in his pocket. “How long we gone be in here anyway. Got all these nosey ass people watching us.” He glares at the clerk whose been following them for a few minutes. “Ey, you got a motherfucking problem ma’am?”

The woman ducks back down behind the clothes and Asa pushes him. “They can look all they want to baby. Who am I to judge them for judging me? Plus now it’s gone be hella awkward when we check out.”

His phone vibrates again and he ignores it tossing her some panties in the cart. “You need step it up here lately. I wanna see more ass and less cotton.”

“If you get to buy my underwear then I get to buy yours, I want you to wear some tight white cotton...” She looks up and Erik has walked away from her holding up a peace sign as he waves in and out of the rows. “Where you going?”

“To sit my ass down. Come get me when you done.”

The salon was slow today. Asa dipped her feet in the warm water allowing the jets to spray over her feet. The oils were slick at the bottom of the tub but they were much needed. Erik had left her alone for a while, likely buying shoes and returning the outfit, he hated.

The woman takes the seat next to her, dipping her feet in her water and adjusting the massager. “Oooh girl, that polish is dope!” She pointed to Asa’s fresh set of nails. “I mean beautiful.”

Asa smiles glancing down at her polish. “Thank you honey. My man loves this color.” She paused thinking of the last time she’d got the color. It didn’t take much to turn Weik on and The bubble bath nail color against her skin was a trigger. He’d thrown her around the room pegging her hands behind her back making her beg. She blushed and placed her hand back on the chair. “He’s spoiled somewhat I guess.”

“Lucky him.” She glances at her hand again. “How long have you been with him?”

“Almost four years in a few months.” Asa added up. “Four years, Five months and three days. He said the anniversary is gonna be amazing. I’ll believe it when I see it. His thoughts on amazing contains sports and making me cook.”

“Girl.” The woman laughs with her. “He sounds like a character.”

“Yes, where are you from?” Asa asks watching the little Asian man reach down for her foot.

“Oakland. What about you?”

“Compton.” Asa exhales. “I moved up here and then me and Erik got a house in San Jose to get away.”

“Erik,” she pauses. “Oh shit! Erik Stevens?”

“Yes.” Asa knew everyone knew him. He was always out. Always. “That’s my baby.”

“Small world. I seen him at this party last week!”

“Yes, he told me he went out. One weekend to kick it with Dame and act out.”

“Yes, He was like a celebrity or some shit.”

Asa laughs crossing her arms. “Don’t fill his head up now.”

“Yeah he don’t need that.”

“What’s your name?”

“Malaysia..” Malaysia extends her hand. “I think I’m gonna get that color and see if I have some luck on my man.”

“Hey, baby if the sex gods bless you with what I had you winning.”

Erik sits on the bench with all of her bags waiting. “T, if you let me know what dates I’ll get with my girl and you can stay with us.”

“I wouldn’t want to inconvenience you.”

“Man, did I fucking say you were inconveniencing me nigga. I’m opening my doors to you and your girl. Say the date so we can plan?”

“Next month, there is a conference I have to attend in the Americas. Will that be okay?”

“Perfect. We can plan for that.” Erik watches as Malaysia comes out with Asa and they are talking, laughing and acting like old friends. “Fuck.” He hangs up abruptly. He gathers her bags walking towards her. “Baby girl, you ready?”

“Almost, I’m taking Lay number down. Can you believe I just made a damn best friend in the nail salon.”

“Man don’t be conversing with strangers babe.” He whispered watching Malaysia enter her phone number in the phone.

“Erik! You don’t remember me?”

“No clue,” Erik said.

“Come on.” She pushes him playfully.

“Man ma, I don’t know who the fuck you are.” He gave her a smug smile. “But I gotta get my baby out of here. You ready?”

“Yes.” Asa grabbed his arm. “Lay, it was good to meet you! Sorry he’s rude! See you in two weeks babe!”

Erik doesn’t want to argue over her. He doesn’t want to draw extra attention to the fucking not so new mystery bestie so he says nothing as they walk to the car. Asa notices strolling through her phone admiring her nails that for the first time he never complimented. “What’s up with you? Are you mad?”

“Nah, why?” He throws her bags in the backseat opening her door for her and then walks around to the driver’s side of the car.

“Because ever since I left the nail salon you’ve been short with me.”

“Man why did you give her your number? You can’t be going around giving strange ass women your number.”

“Actually, yes the fuck I can. It’s how people become friends truthfully. It won’t hurt talking to her. Fuck the only people I talk to are you, Kojack and my mama. So if I wanna make a fucking friend in the nail salon nigga I will.”

“Whatever.” His mind wondered on the ride home not responding to her. “So, you wanna fuck this girl or something?”

Her mouth dropped in shock. “What! It ain’t even like that Erik! I don’t want her. She just seemed nice.”

“Yeah nice.”

She bit her lip watching him stare ahead. “I can’t believe your ass is jealous of the chick from the fucking nail salon. You think I would cheat on you?”

“You got a fucking number in a nail salon! Shit. Did I come home with numbers? Hell naw, just bags of shit I done bought for a woman trying to holla at lil bitches at the mall.”

“I’ll delete her.”

“Thank you. Shit.”

“But you still ain’t right. And you fucking owe me because I still ain’t got no friends.”

“Owe you?? Aight bet.”

********

“Erik!” Asa’s fingers grip onto his head as he sucks at her clit causing her to shatter for the third time in five minutes. “No more.” She says pushing him with her tiny feet on his shoulders.

Erik nips at the side of her thighs. “Nah ma, you said I owe you. I’m not gone stop until my debt is paid.” He laps at her clit once more dipping his tongue down at her entrance tasting the small drops of her cum running down her. “How many more you got in you.”

“None nigga.” She playfully pushes him from her and climbs up her body peppering kisses on ever inch of her until he meets her breast. He swirls tongue around her brown nipple feeling it grow harder beneath him and then he sucks hard making her arch off the bed and barely bites to add the perfect amount of pressure. His length is pressed up against her straining against his boxers. Erik moves over to beast tugging on her nipple with his thumb and index finger and then twisting sending a sharp pain to her. Asa’s mouth is open and dry as he slaps at them and then worships them once more sucking and biting at them until her body all but explodes into another orgasm.

He snatches her hands from his back and pins them over her head. “I want four more from you. You gone give it to me?”

“No.”

“Uh yeah the fuck you are,” Erik slides off his boxers and he pushes her legs flat against the mattress. “How many?”

“None nigga. This pussy is-“ He slams into her winding his hips and dragging back out. Her legs are immediately weak shaking and wild. Asa meets him with each thrust.

“What about this pussy huh?” Erik says lifting her hips and pushing back into her in a relentless speed. The loud claps of their skin echo throughout the silent house followed by the melodic mewls of pleasure from Asa. Erik grunts biting down on his lip. “This pussy gone give me another one huh? Look at how your body already shaking! Give it to me!”

Asa’s body is on the brink of another one as she feels the ribbons of euphoria breaking through her body. Erik pushes into her once more hitting that perfect spot and she gushes for him. Her cum rushes out and her legs fight to move her from under him so she can breathe. “Oh fuck ma, you missed daddy that bad you crying for him? Huh?” He pins her legs fucking her harder. “Huh!”

“Yes.” She screams hoping he will let up, and he doesn’t rolling her over on him she falls on his chest weak. “Erik please, I’m fucking spent.”

He allows her to lay on his chest before he lines himself back up and slides back in her. He cradles her wrapping his arms around her using his legs to perch her up. “Three more.” He says grinding into her causing the sweetest friction on her clit. That paired with the angle has her floating down from another one in seconds. “Ahhh Yeah, mama gripping that dick huh?” Erik is close dragging his teeth across his bottom lip, slapping her ass. “Two more... give daddy two fucking more.”

Asa sits up on him resting her palms in his chest. She lifts herself up and down allowing him to watch the intrusion. He fucks up into her matching her rhythm until she squirts over him raining down trickles over he arousal with a small scream. Erik grips her waist fucking her relentlessly. Every stroke seems deeper than before and his hips are erratic. “Oh fuck!” He says feeling that zing of pleasure at his stomach and then pulsing through the rest of his body as his hips slam into her and he cums. “Asa, god damn.”

“You got everything you asked for damn it, jealous ass.”

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[stevestonbike]

Numb on Numbers

I got lots of numbers. My new Garmin dongle generates even more than before. It is greedy and wants me to leave it running 24/7 so it can tell me even more stuff. There are limits. Go sit in the shed with the bike like a good computer.

I got out on Sunday. The heat was back on Saturday and there was smoke from the Forest Fires inland. I was prohibited from riding by my family. So I waited. Sunday was clear, cooler and fine but for a solid wind. Maybe I should take up sailing.

My wife wanted to ride a bit so we did a loop out to the east and back. She rides quite seldom and it shows. My heart rate never went above 60% for that 26 km bit. Once we returned home I grabbed a fruit bar and topped up my bottles and went into the city. It was a good ride. Sum of both 78 km.

As the first bit was v-e-r-y s-l-o-w I had no ambitions about a decent overall time or average speed. Nevertheless by the last 15 km I was creeping up to a reasonable average so yes I tried to push it. I got the gross average over 24 kph. 24.09 kph precisely. That is not horrible.

The wind pushed me up a hill on one leg and on the return the hill helped in a headwind. So things balance out.

Overall my August is slow. I will not make last year's distance. That is a familiar refrain aint it? Arguably the theme of 2021. My predicted distance is wobbling around 4400 km. Actually that number is not that important. This year and last have been strange for everybody. My key achievements are I have hit my normal summer fitness. I have basically recovered from than nasty crash 9 months ago.

In other news someone did a study. You know that thing "they" say is true about your metabolism slowing down as you age. Especially that bit where teenagers can eat huge meals and never get fat cuz of their metabolism. Not really true. Not even a bit.

They measured metabolic rates with biological tracing water for people from newborn to really old. They corrected for body mass as having lots of muscles or lots of fat means it takes more energy to carry those. So on a corrected basis one year olds have the life time high rate which slows down by the time they are in preschool. That rate holds steady for the next 60 or so years. At 60 things start to decline. That same inflection point (yes I have a science degree) marks an increase in serious illness and chronic conditions.

My thing which goes back a few posts is I ride mostly for survival. I want to keep my body working. I want to keep it acting like I was younger. So I hope I can be out on that pointy part of the bell curve as far as health is concerned. So far I am.

I am very aware that I cannot get as strong as I could when I was young. That is due to hormonal things like HGH and Anabolics that I just don't make as much anymore. I do not have the vanity to get "help" from the doctors who play in that field. Side effects are a bitch. And there is a recognized risk to my heart from too much exercise. But I do what I can.

Keep on keeping on.

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[summerrrluvvv]

Chapter 11:

The next day : Day 13 in Miami

Tye:

 I woke up with huge hang over which is normal since this has been how I felt every other couple of days. The sun was beaming bright as hell. I could hear snoring, I turned over to see Julian, and instantly last night hit me. We had sex, I slowly got up and seen it was condom wrappers on the floor “Thank God” I mouthed to myself, but damn how many rounds did we go, then I see his mini trashcan full of used condoms and made a face, nasty ass nigga. I quickly grabbed my stuff and left his room. I see it was some niggas sleeping on the couch and trash everywhere it was nasty as hell in here. I hoped nobody would think I was a prostitute in this one piece with my ass out. I was happy they had a bench on the porch, I sat down and grabbed my phone out my purse and called Melody. The phone kept dialing until it went to voice mail. “Damn it! Mel”. She was the only one with a car last night. I sighed and swallowed my pride and called Samar. “Hello?” He answered. “Samar can you come get me?” I asked. He sighed “Where you at?” He asked. “I’m going to send my location” I said. We hung up and I sent him my location. I guess he wasn’t that far because it only took him 20 minutes. I felt like I was doing the walk of shame on my way to his car. I got in the passenger seat and he suck his teeth at me. “What?” I asked annoyed. I didn’t want to hear his mouth. “Nothing” He peeled out of Julian’s driveway and we rode in silence for the first 10minutes. “You fucked that nigga yo?” He finally said breaking the silence. I sighed. “Why does it matter to you Samar you got a whole bitch” I said. “Because you don’t ever learn shit like that makes you look like a hoe, you think you proving something to me that just makes me want you less” He snapped. I almost killed us both, I wanted to grab the wheel I was so mad. “Well, I don’t want you Samar or give a fuck about your opinion you fucking want to live in L.A with a bitch who still fucks industry niggas and got pregnant with another man’s baby while she was with you, and that make you want her more, ha ha okay sir! Good luck to you and your thot ass wife and your kids that aren’t really going to be yours living your best life because you think you can’t get promo on your own, and Ima be happy with my very rich man who loves all of me and doesn’t play games with me! Why would you even settle for her and not me?!” I yelled trying not to cry. He pulled into my driveway and turned off the car. “Shut the fuck up Tye the only reason I’m with Diamond is because she is safe, I’m safe with her I know how we roll I know how it’s supposed to go, I know she will fuck up and I know the pain and I can deal with her leaving my life but you it would kill me, Tye if we were to be together how do I know you won’t hurt me, or I won’t hurt you and you won’t leave me?” He said looking at me sadly. Is he for real? I thought. “Samar, you don’t even want to try to be with me over thinking you would hurt me? And I would hurt you? So, you already believe we wouldn’t work? So you rather us be friends who have feelings for each other where you constantly dictate my life like your my man, Samar regardless it seems to me I would leave your life because this friendship can’t work anymore it’s too much going on and I’m at the point where I rather risk losing you as a friend than being stuck in a toxic never going to happen love cycle, so after Lit and Wild we just need to go our separate ways” I said. He looked at me sadly laughing “Tye you don’t mean that” I just ignored him and got out the car, he grabbed my arm “Tye you serious you going to let Diamond come between us?” He asked. I snatched my hand back. “Nah Samar you did that. You knew how I felt and stepped on my feelings as if it didn’t matter and showed me how much I meant to you” I said before slamming the door. “Tye!” He yelled as I walked off to go in the house with tears running down my face. I had to do what was best for me, I been in love with this man for years and finally when I get the opportunity he spits in my face. I noticed that the other jeep still wasn’t at the house, which means once again I have time to be by myself.

 Samar:

 I was pissed driving home. I couldn’t believe Tye really wanted me out of her life like that! What the fuck, she going to go fuck this nigga probably have this nigga in her ear and shit man! I pulled into my Airbnb and sat in the car for a minute. But could I blame her, choosing Diamond over Tye was the most fucked up decision I probably made, but hopefully Diamond changed man, hopefully she wouldn’t make a fool out of me. I turned off my car and went into the house. I heard Diamond giggling. I closed the door quietly. She was in the guest bedroom, which was weird because out of the rooms she was sleeping in of course the bed with me. “Oh really, and what if he was there watching?” I heard her say seductively. “What are you doing?” I asked. She jumped. “Girl Ima call you right back” She quickly said. “What if who was watching?” I asked. She came over to me being flirtatious “You know how I told you I got to a surprise for you, so I was thinking about a threesome, me you and my friend Kimberly” She said nervously. “Kimberly sounded kind of like a nigga on the phone she a stud or something?” I asked. She laughed and shook her head “Baby now you are hearing things, I feel like we still have trust issues Sami. I told you I have changed” She said kissing me all over my face and unbuckling my pants. I moved her off me. “Move man, you in this room talking all low and shit, this the same sneaky shit you used to do Diamond. If I found out, you are cheating on me. I’m bust your shit” I said to her. She rolled her eyes. “Nigga I wish you would, and I’m not doing anything now can I have the keys please” She said holding her hand out. I looked at her crazy. “Why?” I asked. She sucked her teeth at me. “To go shopping remember I need a fit for lit and wild duh Samar” She snapped. I looked at her outfit she had on. “You are going shopping in the little ass dress?” I asked. She nodded. I threw her the keys. I grabbed her back and grabbed her face and started kissing her, I slapped her ass. “Hurry back” I said, she smirked. As She was heading out the door, I heard a familiar voice. It was Malachi “What up Di” He said to her. She smiled at him as she left. Shit like that I didn’t like. “What’s up?” He said dapping me up. He had a black eye, and his cheek was swollen. “Man, what happened to you?” I asked. He laughed. “Some cat tried to rob me man” He said.  He nodded. “Yeah, but we got my homies looking for him” He said. “I actually came over here to ask about Melody” He asked. “What about her?” I spoke. “I want to know how to win her over” He asked. “Ummm man just let shorty go. She been in love with my homie Isaac since they were young ins and I think they broke up at one point but now they seemed to be back on or idk he been hitting me up on how to get her back and stuff and so I think you just need to forget her” I told him. He smirked at me. “I like a challenge though” He said. I just looked at Malachi crazy cause word on the street was homie was obsessive and into some shit, but he knew everybody. He was cool as fuck no lie but mysterious as hell. “I mean best of luck homie” I told him. We talked about some other gigs he had for me and then he left, a couple hours had gone by and Diamond still wasn’t back. I was trying to call Tye, but she had me blocked. I started drinking some Henny and rolling me a blunt cause what the fuck man. I had Bryson Tiller blasting throughout the house. Another couple of hours went by and Diamond finally came into the house. She jumped by me being by the door when she came in. “It took you 6 hours to go shopping Diamond?” I asked. She nodded. “Yes, I needed a bomb ass fit” She stressed. I took another shot. I analyzed her for a minute. “Come here” I said pulling her close to me kissing her. I smelt cologne on her. I was testing her, if she gave in okay, we would fuck but if she didn’t, she had fucked another nigga. “Samar wait, let me take a shower. I been out all day” She moaned as I was kissing on her I could literally smell another nigga on her. I backed up off her. “Whatever” I said. I grabbed my keys and she snatched them back, “Your drunk” She said. Bryson Tiller “No Longer Friends” was playing “Oh you care?” I asked. “Samar where are you even trying to go?” She asked. “To see Tye” I said. She nodded. “Yeah Of course” She put her hand on her hip. “I see the way you look at her Samar, things have changed, haven’t they? You guys fucked or something? You have feelings for her?” She asked. “Man, Tye like my sister” I lied. “Yeah, but yall aint blood” She said rolling her eyes. “So, you guys never crossed that line?” She asks looking at me. “If we did so what” I said trying to snatch my keys. She still wasn’t giving me the keys. “So yall fucked?” She asked mad. I grabbed my bottle and went upstairs “Samar!” She yelled. I ignored her and went into my room and slammed the door. I played Music Soulchild “Half-crazy”. “Never thought that we would ever be more than friends, Now I'm all confused cuz for you, I have deeper feelings, we both thought it was cool to cross the line, And I was convinced it would be alright. Now things are strange, nothings the same, and really I just want my friend back”.

Zion:

 I woke up with a huge head ace. “Uhhh” I moaned. I slowly got up and looked around. I realised the room. I seen Kyrel sit up from the floor. “What am I doing here?” I asked confused. “You don’t remember?” He asked. I shook my head. “I just remember being at the foam party dancing on stage and that’s it. Did I get too fucked up? Why am I here?” I asked again. He sighed. “Man you know that nigga B Hunnid?” He said. I slowly nodded cause I only knew one song. “You don’t remember being in his section?” He asked. I shook my head. “What happened?” I asked still confused. “I fucked him or something, I did something crazy?” I asked. He shook his head. “Nah he drugged you, him and his homies notorious for gang raping girls, he had you on his groupie bus was touching on you and I don’t know what else” He said. I started to panic, I started crying. “They raped me?!” I asked. He shook his head. “I see you with them and I followed the bus and got you off before they could” He said looking at me. I quickly hugged him because I never been in this situation and even though we weren’t speaking he saved me. I started crying harder when he hugged me tighter. “Thank you” I said. He rubbed my back. “I kill a nigga behind you Zion” He said. I then kissed him and hugged him again. “Thank you soo much”. He just let me cry. “You want me to take you home?” I shook my head and wiped my face. “No im a little scared I want to stay here just for one more night” I said. He nodded. “Aight, You go clean up and I’m going to get you some food but we taking you to get checked out first aight?” He spoke. I nodded. “Where is my phone?” I asked. He went over to his book bag and handed me my phone. It was some messages from Tye and Mel but none from Ariana. “You going to let your girls know what’s up?” He asked. I shook my head. No I will see them tomorrow. I’m still shaking up. We got up and he let me wear his sweats to go get checked out. We waited in the waiting room for a minute, and then we were able to go to the back. The doctor gave me a rape kit and confirmed that I wasn’t raped. I sighed in relief, she asked me If I wanted to file a report but them niggas was crazy and I didn’t want no parts, so I lied and told her I didn’t know who the people were. Afterwards we grabbed some food and went back to his place.

Ariana:

The feeling of nausea woke me up out my sleep. I jumped up and looked around realizing I was not at our Airbnb. I noticed the familiar smell. I was at Anthony’s. I ran into his bathroom and started throwing up. I heard him come into the room then his bathroom. “Damn mami you good?” He said. I moaned. “Fuck no, I’m sick as fuck”. He came over and rubbed my back. I pushed him off. “Why am I even here anyways” I said in pain. I laid on his bathroom floor cause who the fuck cared about that right now. He pulled me off the floor. “Anthony stop it!” I said. He scooped me up and brought me to his bed and turned on the fan. “I’m going to take care of you RiRi” He said. He passed me some water and I drugged the whole bottle and he passed me another. I drank some of it and curled up in bed as he rubbed my back. I fell asleep for an hour or so and felt a little better when I woke up. My breath smelled like ass. “How you feel?’ He asked. I sighed. “Why am I here?” I asked him. “Nina brought you here you was fucked up at the concert” He said. I rolled my eyes remembering the talk we had. “Well I guess all is good I don’t know I need time” I said. “Take all the time you need ma” He said. He got up from the bed. “Where are you going?” I said. He covered his nose. “To get you a guest toothbrush ma, and get you some of my abuelita special hangover soup” He said. I flicked him off putting my hand over my mouth embarrassed. “Shut up!” I softly laughed.

Isaac:

“Girl they don’t know your worth, telling em your my girl and anything you want is yours mmmmhm yeah” The Internet “Girl” played as I was rolling up. Melody was still sleep in the bed. I was just vibing. She started to turn over and look at me. “What up sleepy head” I said smiling at her she had her hair all over her head. She just looked at me. “Damn nigga say good morning” I said laughing. She smiled as I climbed into the bed to tickle her. “Isaac stop!” She squealed. Trey and Freddie ran into the room. “Aye, my man’s last night was crayyyyyy” Trey said. Freddie nodded. “Chaotic”. I sucked my teeth at them and lit the blunt. “Damn Tye called” Mel said. “Man he did get one hit in, look at your eye” Trey pointed. I pushed his finger down. “That nigga got ONE, thats it” I said passing the blunt after I took a hit. We all chilled and talked for a minute, I promised Mel we could go back to her place so she can get dressed before getting something to eat. When we pulled up to her house, that nigga Malachi was there. My blood starting boiling.

Melody:

When we pulled up to my airbnb, I had seen Malachi resting against his car. The jeep we were in was tinted so I know he couldn’t see me. Isaac stopped the car slowly, and I got out quickly to diffuse the situation before things got crazy but I was also mad. “Malachi what are you doing here? You need to leave!” I said. He looked at me, he had bruises all over his face “Look Mel, I’m sorry about yesterday. I brought you flowers” He said showing me the flowers. Isaac hopped out the car. “Yo home boy what the hell you doing? Is you dumb? Are you stupid do I have to beat your ass again?!” Issac yelled. Malachi smirked, “Go ahead big boy, you mad cause I was taking care of your girl?” Malachi said. Isaac got really mad. “You ain’t did none of that, cause that’s all me right there homeboy” Isaac yelled. Tye then came outside. “Yall need to chill with all that before they call the police is this neighbourhood!” Malachi backed up with his hands up in defense. “Just wanted to apologise Melody. I’m truly sorry. I’m going to show you I’m going to be the last man standing” He said coming up to me, i moved back a little as he touched my hair softly. Isaac ofcourse got in front of me. Malachi chuckled lowly and got his car and drove off. “He aint letting up” Tye said. “Well he needs too” I said stressed. “Go get your shit, you staying with me” Isaac snapped. “Um no this is a Girls Trip nigga” Tye snapped. “Not no more” I looked at him crazy. “Isaac chill out” I said he shook his head. “Man hell naw that nigga going to keep pulling up pressed over my girl, you got me bent!” He said mad. “Oh my gosh. This trip is so stressful!” Tye stressed walking off. “Isaac pleaseee let me go get dressed we will eat and just calm down we both need to still chill with our friends this aint no couples trip” I told him. “Man aight, hurry up”. We went in the house and I came upstairs to check on Tye. “You straight?” I asked her. She wiped her face and shook her head. “Fuck no, but I will be we have a couple more days and we go back to our normal lives, you check on Zion and Ari?” She asked. “Shit! No” I checked both they locations “They seem to be at familar places” Tye said checking as well. I nodded. “Let me go get dressed before he have a fit” I said. “You know Malachi aint backing down homie is throwed” Tye said. I palmed my face. “After last night and Isaac I need him to leave me alone or things might get worse” I said. She nodded. I got dressed and went downstairs. Isaac was sitting at the bar scrolling through IG. “You good?” I asked. He nodded. He got up and came over to me and kissed me. “I’m sorry” He said. Before I could say anything back there was a knock at the door. I went to the door and seen it was the police. “Its the police” I said lowly to Isaac. I opened the door. “Hi can I help you?” I asked. “Yes were looking for an Isaac Gains?” The officer said. “I’m him what’s going on?” Isaac said coming to the door. The cops grabbed him. “You are under arrest for assault and battery against a Malachi Davis”. “What?!” I yelled. “Man I aint do nothing wrong that man freaking attacked my girl man” Isaac said. “Get on the ground and put your hands behind your back, anything you say and do will be held against you in the court of law”. Tye came downstairs. “What is going on?”. The officer held his hand out. “Malachi called the cops” I stressed shaking cause I didn’t want him to be no hashtag. They put cuffs on Isaac and walked him out. “Man I ain’t even do shit”. I followed them out with Tye neat me. “Sir be quiet!” The officer yelled. They put him in the backseat. I was still shaking Tye had her phone on her just in case. They pulled off and Isaac was mad as hell in the back seat. I stormed in the house to grab my phone and my keys. “This can’t be happening that nigga has really gon to far!” Tye yelled. I didn’t say anything I was pissed and ready to fight. “Mel where are you going?” She asked. “To that nigga house. Man hit up Freddie and Trey on IG and let them know what the fuck is going on, im going to fuck this nigga up!” Tye tried to block the door. “If you go, Im going with you!” She said. I sighed and looked at her. “Then lets go” I said as we got in the car.

[littlemermaidinspo]

ryan beaver; verse tags

Under the cut you’ll find a list of otp/ship tags, verse tags, character tags, short character quotes, headlines, graphic quotes, etc. from Ryan Beaver’s RX album. I’d appreciate if you like or reblog if you use! ♥

first comes the rain then comes the pain

sirens scream i don’t give damn

twister coming; i keep on drinking

let the lights go out in this town and in my heart

bring it on

i ain’t afraid of the dark

this ain’t my first fight with lonely

before we met i lived for the night

i admit i like it; loving you only

we both know you and i were just a matter of time

shadows dancing in front of me

got a bad case of the used to be’s

you used to be my love

i keep on shaking

sometimes i just wanna feel it burn on your lips

sometimes you just wanna hold something beautiful

rum and roses 

poison and thorns

we won’t regret until the morning

some nights you just wanna feel something comfortable

the devil you know is better than the devil you don’t 

some nights you know you’re gonna hurt anyway

you give into your weakness for a little something stronger

we’ll say it’s over until the next time i show up with rum and roses

one makes the room look redder; one makes the world look better

some things just go together like rum and roses

we go together like rum and roses

here we are; just you and me

i like the way you aren’t afraid of whiskey

you hate the way the glass looks in your hand when it’s empty

say something risky

i like the way your wild is showing

normally i wouldn’t be the kind to come on strong

something tells me that you’re the kind of girl that likes the kind of guy who knows what he wants exactly

what i want is looking like she sees what she wants looking at me

churches and the bars are all full tonight

preachers and the poets say the end’s in sight

when this world ends they say it’s coming 

when this world ends and the sky starts falling; it’s gonna get lonely out there

i’ll love you until the end i swear

i’ve made mistakes in the past

i’ve got a good feeling you and i are gonna last

let’s go out there and burn the whole thing down

jesus was a capicorn

long hair beard and sandals and a funky bunch of friends

everybody’s gotta have somebody to look down on

if you can’t find nobody else then help yourself to me

a guitar full of songs nobody wants to hear you sing

whiskey stained lonely nights

drunken words and barroom fights

you can’t hide a poet’s broken heart 

tortured in a hotel room

morning sneaking up on you

counting nickels for a pack of cigarettes

burning luck and chasing stars

wondering who the hell you are

knowing deep down in your heart this may be all you get

and the tears run when the truth falls from your tongue

tough as leather hard as steel

it’s all been said; it’s all been done

honey here you are again

same old tears in your eyes; just a different day

why can’t love stay like it is when it’s brand new

you’re gonna leave; you just haven’t

you ain’t packed up yet; but you will

i ain’t saying that you’ve got a habit

but don’t it feel like the last time

you say he’s a good guy; you say that everytime

honey i believe you

if you want the real thing you’ve gotta stick around

i hope you find what you’re looking for

what happens in vegas doesn’t stay in vegas

you play to win but you lose

you bet it all but your ace don’t fall

the bank ain’t all that’s breaking

forever dropped me like a stone

felt a bullet from the cold steel

had a judas kiss from an angel

had the devil lying in my bed

aint nobody ever done me like you did

you always had your pretty finger on the trigger

i thought i’d been about as low as i could be until you came along and dug a deeper hole for me

i drank every drop of your poison; you served it up in such a pretty cup

it should be illegal; your love’s just plain evil

i swear you keep a shovel in your trunk

you chiseled out my name in stone

left me for dead and all alone

i’ve had this heart a long long time

i tell myself it’s mine all mine

lock every lock; close every door

what am i pretending for

still yours; still yours

the voice i miss when i’m alone

what am i supposed to do

i feel like my whole world belongs to you

there ain’t a place that doesn’t sting

i feel your name on everything 

there ain’t a street that you don’t own

i don’t want you anymore

two for one on a marquee sign

you can waste the night in half the time

fools like me just can’t help but try to find holy water in a whiskey well

it takes a little more medicine that it used to take

it takes a little more of the highs to chase the lows away

it takes a little more of the night to make it through the day

she’s a looker looked over one too many times

she likes the boys that don’t really try

she sleeps in a bed that’s never made

she tells herself one day they’ll stay

we’ve all got things to get us by

i can’t judge

no such thing as a perfect drug

in the end it’s never enough

it’s strange thing we do

a compromise between the two

somewhere along the road i just did what i was told

lost the map to all my dreams

watched that trail run cold

i’d ride straight back to innocence and the promises i made

i’d right all the wrongs

with a pistol by my side i’d get back to being brave

i bet things would change if i had a horse to ride away

we were good at robbing trains

but life does it’s thing and imagination fades

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