#fucking hate this man. cant wait to never speak to him again
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I think my dad would really gain something from learning how to shut the fuck up
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𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢★𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨
warnings: mature content! - smut
𝒻ℯ𝓂 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝒹ℯ𝓇 𝒳 𝒷ℴ𝓈𝓈𝓎 𝒷ℴ𝓉𝓉ℴ𝓂
title: hired to kill
(this was originally uploaded on wattpad)
you were cooking a meal for you and your 'boyfriend' you freeze as the man you been seeing holds you to gun point, you were on your knees. your heart beats out of its chest as you stare into his emotionless eyes. "just close your eyes y/n, make this easier for me will ya?"
your eyebrows twitch, your breath heaving as you feel sudden panic. "toji why.."
he sighs. "easy money."
"easy money?? so those long nine months meant nothing?"
he stares at you for a second, he wasn't completely heartless but he had a job to do. "absolutely nothing."
"why didn't you just kill me then?! why did you wait this long huh?!"
he pauses, hesitating before putting his finger on the trigger. "shut up y/n. your always yappin' ya mouth. now close your damn eyes."
you begin to tear up, just as you were falling in love with this guy, just as you were feeling happy again. was it all a lie? "shoot me already! go ahead and fucking shoot me!" you had no idea what to feel, your heart can't even process this.
and then, boom.
your eyes squeeze shut, your body flinching.
"there, i shot it."
you re-open your eyes, looking up at him as he puts his gun away. "wha- you didn't shoot me.." you look to your left, at the bullet dent in the floor next to you.
he looks at you, not speaking. but his actions do. he walks closer and squats in front of you, meeting your eye level. "do you ever shut it?" he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear before lifting your chin up closer to him. "you annoy me y/n, always making me feel somethin' i shouldn't."
"what do you mean?" your voice was shaky, still nervous from everything.
"i mean i hate you." he grabs your face. "i don't know why i can't kill you. but i can't." he looks deeply into your eyes, "i think i love ya or somethin like that."
"you-"
he cuts you off with his lips, giving you a soft peck. "shut up y/n when are ya gonna learn? just stop speaking. no room for your words." he smirks.
"but i'm confused."
"i don't care y/n. don't ask me any questions it's just gonna annoy me." he leans in and presses his lips against yours, you have no idea what the fuck just happened. but your at least thankful he didn't kill you.
you kiss him back, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. his tongue sliding and flicking against yours before he stands with you and carry's you to a near by surface, which was the kitchen counter. "toji-"
"you never quit." he runs his fingers through the back of your hair before yanking it back, your wince turns into a soft moan when he licks up your throat. "you know how lucky you are? eh?" he whispers.
"you have a lot to explain to me." you reply, looking at at the ceiling as he kisses down your throat.
"i know, but hey, i didn't kill ya did i?" he looks back at your eyes again. forcing your gaze back to him.
your eyes flick between each of his. "no but,"
"no but nothing." he interrupts. "i was testing you."
he leans in again, he didn't care for an answer , he's just hungry for you.
his warm tongue slides in between your lips, causing your eyes to flutter.
(play: gansta- kehlani)
"bedroom," toji growled out against your lips. his hands gripped your hips, his mouth and tongue mapping your face before claiming your lips once more.
moaning into the kiss, you wrap your arms and legs tightly around him. "carry me."
carrying you with your legs and arms wrapped around him, tojis lips never left yours as he stumbled towards the bedroom. he kicked the door shut behind you guys and dropped you on the bed, his body pressing against yours. his hands roamed over your body, undressing you with swift movements.
you cant deny the puddle in your pants, maybe a sick part of you was turned on from being held gun point. maybe it was his stance or expression, but anything this man did turned you on. even when your on the brink of death.
you help him undress you, he basically rips your cloths off, literally tearing them in half and tossing them to the other side of the room.
his breaths grow heavier, he's almost growls when he presses his pantsed erection against your bare folds.
he pulled his face away for a moment to look into your eyes as his hands work to take his own pants off. "your so fucking beautiful i can't stand it." he whispers roughly, finally sliding his pants and underwear off and kicking them off at his feet.
you let out a satisfied sigh, you can hear the neediness in this man's voice. "im so-"
"wet? yeah i have fucking eyes y/n. and a sense of feel too." he whispers that last sentence as his hardened length teases your folds. "i need to be inside of you."
he reaches down to guide his thick 9 inch cock to your entrance. his tip teasing you gently before he thrusts all the way inside you. a moan escaping your lips. "fuck," you moan. "you don't have any fucking patience."
"oh i don't fucking care." he presses his lips against yours. giving you short, deep, fast thrusts. his balls slapping against your skin hardly as he fucks you.
a grunt escapes his lips as he pulls out and slams right back into you, your nails digging into his back further. "faster.." you whine.
"ya want faster? do it yourself then slut." he pulls out and lays down against the soft pillows his cock throbbing with need, he wants you to ride him.
you crawl on top of him and he immediately helps you put his cock back in, his eyes don't leave yours for a second as you sink down on him. he puts his hands behind his head and sits back and relaxes. "go on, ride me." he demands.
you starts bouncing and grinding yourself on him, his eyes look down at the sight.
you sit back and hold yourself up by holding his knees, you had absolutely nothing to hide or be ashamed about with him. he worshipped every inch of your body. "faster y/n.." he says in almost a warning tone. like if you didn't listen he wasn't gonna hold back on using his full speed on you which you knew would be brutal. considering his strength, after all he was toji fushiguro and you knew he was one fast fucker. literally.
his hands reach to your hips, you knew now he wasn't playing, he guided you with his strong hands to move faster on him, he was trying his best not to just thrust up into you as fast and hard as he could. "just do it." you whisper, you didn't care anymore, in fact you never did.
"you asked for it." he then pulls you down onto him roughly, you were now laying against him with your face in the crook of his neck, his thumbs rest in the crack of your thigh and hip while his fingers hold on tightly to your ass, he positions his legs up and he starts to fuck you relentlessly.
"fuck!" was all you could let out. he was moving so fast you couldn't even process it. you could barley moan. a few rough shaky breaths escaped your lips and that was all you could manage.
"you wanted it, you got it baby." he whispered, gripping your ass tighter. as he pounds into you. he could feel your pelvic walls close in on his cock, wrapping it perfectly. "alright fuck you y/n." he grunts, he didn't want to finish so early but you were making it hard. "stop. don't cum yet." he demands.
"i cant hold it back.." you whine, your eyes were squeezed shut. how could you not cum?
"fuck." he grunts. "at least wait for me. im almost there y/n." he speeds up even faster, a long moan leaving your lips.
"i..im cuming toji!" you moan, sitting up on his lap as he continues to thrust up into you, your hands resting on his shoulders, your tits bouncing in his face. that was when he reached his limit, he moved faster then ever you can feel his cock pulsing as he releases his hot sticky cum inside you.
"fuck yeah." he mumbled.
you collapse on his chest again as he continues to thrust but slowly. "toji.." you quietly moan.
"damn it i love when you moan my name like that. i fucking love you." he slows down slowly till he comes to a stop, slapping your ass.
"i love you too."
that was the first time you both fucked each other like that. yeah, you guys have had sex with each other plenty of times. but nothing comes close to what just happened. especially knowing he loved you and you love him made things even hotter.
"now get off me and find some cloths. we're cuddling for the rest of the night and your not to complain." he smirks.
"im fine with that." you get up and walk your naked self to the dresser, toji laying on his side and watching you with a smirk, his eyes starting at the way your ass jiggles when you walk. he watches you bend over to the bottom draw, he sees his cum leaking out of you, he can't resist you.
"actually," he stands up and walks over to you, his cock hard again as he presses it against you. "fuck the cloths. im fucking you again."
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#smut#toji fushiguro#jujutsu kaisen#jjk oneshot#oneshot#wattpad#jjk toji#toji x reader#toji smut#toji zenin#jujutsu kaisen toji#jjk#toji x y/n#toji x you#dilf toji#18+ content
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Moth To A Flame | Konig NSFW Pt. 2
It had been a week since Konig had been over. Your boyfriend, completely oblivious to what happened, remained the same loving, caring man. But you couldn't look at him the same. Not when Konig's cum filled you up. " my love, I have a meeting today so ill be home around 10:30. then we can watch that movie too were going on and on about." he spoke from your shared bathroom. as much as you did want to see that movie, you couldn't think about it. you were worried about getting pregnant, like Konig actually said he'd do. "love?" he called out, this time standing in front of you.
"s-sorry. yea we can do that." you smiled, looking up from your phone. he hummed and fixed his tie, still eying you. "you've been very tense recently. are you okay? I can pick you up some tea." he said, a look of worry on his face. it broke your heart. how he was always so worried about you even when he didnt really need to be. it made the realization that you didnt love him as much as he loved you hit you hard. "im okay I just need to get some sleep. call me when you on your way home." you said, pulling the blanket up to cover you.
he sighed before turning away. "okay then. ill still get you some anyways." he said, grabbing his keys and phone. "I love you." he said, walking over and placing a kiss on your forehead, cheek and finally your lips. "I love you too.."
hours had gone by since your boyfriend left. and the whole time all you could think about was Konig. so much so, that you fell and called him. "hello libeling.. ive been waiting for your call." his strong accent and calm voice made you clench around nothing. " Konig im worried about.. about actually getting pregnant. I already feel bad for cheating on him I cant get pregnant with a baby that isn't his either." He was silent on the other end. Until you called his name again. " Its nit cheating if you've been with me this whole time maus.." he said, and you heard him shift on what you think is his bed.
Konig, undoubtably, was crazy. And you knew that. From the second he heard about you getting with another man, he called you. Telling you to leave him willingly, or he'd go there and take you. and although you knew he wouldn't really do it, there was always something in the back of your mind that said he might. " Konig im being serious. if I do end up getting pregnant, ill abort it. ill never speak to you again ill move ill do anything-" "your won't. you know you cant keep yourself away from me libeling." on the other end you heard more shifting, like a belt. silence filled the call until you heard him spit. " just thinking about you getting all fat with my kids maus.. fuck it makes me so hard. to think that were going to live together in a nice house.. fuck.. your tits all swollen." his breathing on the other end grew harder. " thinking about killing your little friend over there.. no no. after you give birth. ill make him.. fucking watch you birth my baby." faint flapping noises could be hear, occasional whimpers from him. quiet, but desperate ones.
you hated him. how even when he wasn't there with you, he could fuck up your relationship so bad. but most of all, you hated how wet you got when he told you these things. "Konig please.." he stopped from the other end.
then
hung up.
you called him 3 times. 4 times. 5 times. no response. by the time you had given up a knock came to your door. you knew it was him. and you knew that answering was not the right answer. but oh how you wanted him. "hi maus." he smirked, looking down at you.
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"thats it libeling.. geh weiter.. fuck geh weiter"
his hands gripped your hips, helping you move up and down on him. your head was on his shoulder, tears brimming your eyes as you were working on your third orgasm. In 15 minuets. " k-koni fuck it feels so good." you whimpered, your hands gripping his biceps for support. one hand moved from your thigh down to your clit. "I know Schätzchen.. your doing so fucking good.. taking me like this. I bet you wanna get pregnant huh. you wanna-fuck- wanna have my fucking baby." he gave a thrust from below you, hitting your cervix. as much as it hurt, you could stop your body from slamming down on him, wanting to feel it again.
" your mine maus.. mine. he's gonna walk in and see me fucking this pretty little pussy.. and hell start crying." he whispered, leaning to your ear. "hell cry and a-ask you why are you doing this." his other hand moved to your throat, looking at your wet face and plump lips. "and your gonna t-tell him" his hips thrusted up into you again, a groan slipping past his lips. "you'll tell him because you belong to me.. and only me."
his hips moved up into yours fast, keeping his eyes on your face. all of what he said, it made you clench around him more. the more his tip hit into you, the harder you felt your orgasm coming onto you. "come on libeling. paint me with all your cum.. j-just like im gonna.. fuck.. paint your insides with mine."
just as you felt yourself about to cum, you heard your boyfriend car pull up. your face turned pale and you tried to stop. but Konig chuckled, sliding out. "oh is that him?" he pouted, turning you on your stomach, pulling your hips up. "y-yes Konig we have to stop. you need to go now please." tears of anxiety and guilt left your eyes now, not ones of pleasure. but he didnt care. in fact, it made him harder.
"your gonna look as he walks in maus.. your gonna watch his face drop.." he slid in, a groan leaving him. then. he went back to abusing your still soaked cunt. "your gonna watch him as you cum all over me. and your gonna watch him-mmmh~ as I fill you will all. my. cum."
your boyfriends humming got louder and louder, and soon the keys began to jingle. and as scared as you were, Konig's abuse on your g spot made it hard for you to hold in all your moans.
the door opened, your boyfriend stepping inside. the first thing he saw wasn't you. getting fucked on the couch. he dropped everything, his eyes slowly moving to Konig. " im almost done." Konig said, a breathy chuckle leaving him. Konig's hand wrapped around your throat, his eyes locking onto yours. "im cumming maus.." he whispered, his hips jolting forward, pulling all the way back and slamming right back in.
tears flowed from your eyes, your airways closing up. "come on libeling.. cum for me. then it can all be done with.." he whispered, looking over to your boyfriend. tears were falling from his own, his body still frozen in shock.
Konig gave you a few more sloppy but powerful thrusts before finishing, strained groans leaving him as he gripped you closer, and harder. you couldn't stop yourself from also cumming, trying your hardest not to make it noticeable. but you couldn't help it. your body shook, small whimpers leaving your plump lips.
Konig sighed above you, kissing your cheek. he pulled out, watching your boyfriend. "she's all yours." Konig said, pulling up his pants that pooled at his ankled, grabbing his keys and making his way past your boyfriend and out the door, leaving you on the couch dripping both tears and cum.
it was silent. until you moved to sit up. "do I need to call the cops?" he spoke finally. you turned to him. "w-what?" he moved over to you, until he was right in front of you. "he broke in huh. he-he forced you." he said, his voice strained, a vein popping on the side of his neck. you looked away. he sat beside you, taking your hand.
" i didnt.. you dont need to call the cops." you said, wiping your eyes. "we need to move. i.. I love you. and whatever comes out of this we can deal with together. but im not leaving you and you aren't leaving me." he said, his hand tightening around you. you looked at him, confused on what he meant. you couldn't tell if he kn ew you cheated or if he still thought Konig forced you.
"Ill look for apartments in New York. well move there. I have connections from work there. its the perfect place. and far from here." he said, standing. he grabbed a blanket off the floor and gave it to you. you couldn't speak. at all. you were still shocked and confused. " but if you do get pregnant.."
you looked up at him.
" were gonna kill it. I refuse to let you have a baby that isn't mine."
#call of duty x reader#call of duty fan fiction#cod#cod x reader#konig#konig fanfiction#konig smut#konig x reader
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I’m hearing you out on dealer
[ taking this as an opportunity to write a fic for the dealer :PPP ]
𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘚𝘪𝘨𝘯
|| synopsis : falling in love with a creature beyond god. (or maybe he's just crazy) ||
[ cw: harassment, canonical violence ]
It's been some time since you started working at this dinky nightclub, and you absolutely hated it. It was constantly disgusting and smelt heavy of smelted drugs and often iron. The music was always playing way too loud for it to be enjoyable, and you hated it more than anything. Every moment was overwhelming and the patrons did not make it any easier. 'The junkies come out at night.' You tried to see the best in folks that came into the club, but that statement started to seem more and more true every shift you had. And of course, it was a damn weekend shift, so the place was packed more than normal. The chatter was almost enough to drown out the loud and almost consistent shot sounds coming from upstairs. Almost. Still, you'd feel your body jolt as the sound that overtook the music and speaking every time you heard it.
You had been hired as a sort of, 'help', taking drinks to people in the side rooms and ever so rarely you'd have to take a twelve pack of beers upstairs into what you and your co-workers called 'the game room'. You never really met the man who resided inside, but ever so often you did see him looking down over the balcony edge, peering down at all the people. Often, you joked with the bartender, Johnny, that he was selecting his neck plaything, other times, you'd offer a small wave when you caught him staring you down. He was your boss after all, and it's not like you couldn't interact with him. He'd always nod his head down at you after these little interactions, and you couldn't tell if he'd smile or if that was just his face.
He was, a large man. He almost reminded you of 'King pin' from those old marvel comics. He intrigued you sure, but you weren't one to poke the bear. You'd shake the thoughts of him away from your head as you heard someone slur your name out, making you turn around. It was a regular, he was here every weekend, just to bother you. That's how it seemed anyways. You'd roll your eyes and walk over with a smile, "Welcome back, sir, is there anyway I can help you today?" You'd offer your kindest and loudest customer service voice, holding your little notepad up as you waited for him to speak. When his hand reached out and pulled the back of your knee closer to him, you felt yourself cringe internally. You'd pull away from him, sighing softly.
"Come on baby, you know you want this dick of mine. You stare at me all the time." Yeah, because you scratch at the inside of your arm like you cant wait for you next shipment of needles. You thought, snickering to yourself as you shook your head. "Sir, I've told you several times I have a boyfriend. Now, what can I get you to drink?" You asked, making sure to lock your legs now so he couldn't pull you easily. He gave a groan and rolled his eyes at you, grabbing your wrist and yanking you harshly down, placing your hand on his almost exposed crotch. Your face went pale, having to swallow the vomit that threatened to bubble up, you try and tug your hand away with no avail, tears lining the bottom of your eyes as you felt the heat of this random man against your palm. "Dude, what the hell? Get the fuck-" You started, before feeling a large hand on your shoulder. Your head snapped over to look over your shoulder, eyes seeing the lower half of the dealers pinstripe suit.
Your gaze trailed up as you still tried to pull you hand away, "Oh- Sir I'm sorr-" You were cut off again by a jut of the mans hips, the junkie hadn't even noticed the man looming over the two of you. The dealer would clear his throat, making the man look up and release your hand, causing you to fall back flat on your ass. You scrambled to get up onto your feet, The Dealer watching you and making sure you stood up alright before speaking to the man.
"How would you like to make a large sum of money tonight, son?" His voice was low and gravely, and just his stature alone was enough to bring even a pang of fear into your own heart. The man looked up at The Dealer, eyes blown out as he tilted his head.
"How much money are we talking?" The patron asked, clearly interested in a little more drug money.
"Hundreds. Thousands. Millions." The Dealer said, his smile never dropping for a moment, even you were a bit curious, wondering how he could offer up millions of dollars but not hire a janitor. Though, with your still shaking hands, you nodded slightly and began to walk away from the men, only being stopped by a large hand on your waist, pulling you closer. The Dealer was a well put together man, but he stank of cigarettes and gun powder, you found out with your newfound place at his side. His hand moved up to your shoulder, the grip on you tight but not hurtful.
"Oh, fuck yeah! I'm fuckin down, let me finish up with this broad!" The man stood and pointed a thumb at you, making you shrink ever so slightly into The Dealer.
"No need. You'll have pleanty of... 'broads', soon enough." The Dealer would say, leaning down a bit to be at eye level with the man. Your grip on your little notepad tightened as you looked up at your boss, silently thanking him in your head for rescuing you from the man. The patron eyed you two careful before a knowing smile spread across his face, "Ahhh! I get it! That's your hot piece of ass huh?" He'd laugh and look at you, "Doin' some side work for your sugar daddy then huh?" He'd hold his stomach as he laughed, his comment causing a grimace to appear on your face.
The Dealer didn't deny this claim, but gently moved you to his side, finally looking at you with an almost charming smile. You'd never taken the time to actually look upon his face, but it was fairly horrifying. Sunken in, not even visible eyes, sharp and uneven teeth, skin almost looking like it was made of silly putty than skin.. But even still, that initial attraction remained, and now with the way he had stepped in to save you from some guy who decided to use you for his own pleasure than say his wife? Only doubled the feelings you had grown for him. While The Dealer placed his hand on the patrons shoulder, leading him off to the second floor.
While he ushered the man inside, not giving him a moment to think, The Dealer looked back down at the floor, looking for you in the crowd. Finally, when he caught a glimpse of you, a loud whistle rang out above all the music, moaning the laughter. You looked up to the sound almost frantically, though no one around you did the same. Didn’t they hear it? It was so loud! When your eyes landed on The Dealer, that strange smile spread across his face as he gave you a nod of the head. You couldn’t help but smile. With a little nod back, you’d finally shift your gaze back to the sea of people, ready to continue your shift.
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[ GUYS. IS THIS GOOD BE HONEST BRO PLEASE ]
[ @thedealersfiance (figured i should tag u this is ur husband) ]
#rosemaryfollows#buckshot roulette dealer#buckshot roulette#horror#idk how else to tag this#buckshot#roulette
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rolan at the grove
seeing someone he swore he'd never see again, theyre beautiful and hes sure they dont know him but now isnt the time and he feels like heart will split as he tries so hard to ficus on the conversation at hand. its time to run, he has to protect his siblings and why must they argue this way. but familiar eyes look at him with disappointment and it feels as cold lead in his gut dropping from his ribs
he'll stay.
he'll risk it to fix that damn stare and the sadness that lays on him with weight of atmospheres heavy on his shoulders.
he should have known better than to doubt.
but it doesn't matter as everyone celebrates and hes finished his paltry show of of colors across the sky. right now they're alone in the woods and he cant stop his hips, they moan under him and speak of how they adored his touch.
they leave a mark in the grass, a flattened space where naked bodies had laid and twisted up together tangled limbs and loving voices.
how shameful when he cant stop yelling at them in a fucking inn, as if this was their doing and hes too weak to stop anything. how shameful that they should see him dim drowning in a bottle, endlessly overwhelmed. more so with his face in the mud as he shadows overtake him.
why must they be so beautiful, rimmed in a cloudy halo of golden brilliance when they come to his rescue. They promise to save his siblings if he'll just trust them and with nowhere but the abyss, he puts every ounce of his faith in those loving eyes.
and the promise is kept.
once again its them in the grass, making love. leaving their marks in the fields, hard to hear their ecstasy over to celebration inside those ruddy wooden walls.
the blackened sky splits and he should calm, he should know better than to worry. Rolan however is just a man.
he cant stop the waves of radiating shame that grip him when tav sees him all freckled with angry touches. he hates the glassy sheen that colors their vision when they look at him like this. the feel of their gentle hand on his swollen cheek.
oh good gods was he in love?
too late.
its done.
they celebrate his taking of the tower, he embeds the shape of them into coveted duvets. kissing and touching every bit of them, spilling himself over and over again until the sun comes up and he must wait, wait and hope everything will be okay when tav calls for him again
#im drunk#spell error#deal with what i pffer#rolan#holy rolan empire#baldurs gate 3#bg3#tiefling#bg3 rolan#romance
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Can I request a Craig x reader smut if you do smut?
omgg i was waiting for someone to ask me this because i love craig but here u go!omg i made this at 1:00 am so dont blame me if its bad😭 DONT MENTION MY OVERUSE OF EMOJIS💀😭 stop this fanfic wasnt even like that serious sowwy😭this took me and hour🙄🙄THIS IS AGED UPPP
warningg: smut,mentions or masterbating, mentions of whimpering audios,boners,mila being crjnge and using too much emojis,milas 100mil typos,MENTIONS OF SQUIRTING💀💀💀,u riding craig🤭.
im coming over.
pairing: craig x reader
(kinda proofread)
it was a thursday and normally you would wait for the weekend to ask craig for sex or anything but u were so desperate🤭🤭 you actually tried to just masturbate but it didnt work becauseyou couldnt think of any situations or anything. so of course the only thing you could do was just ask him for whimpering audios anyway you know damn well he barely moans DURING sex so what would make you think he would while hes masterbating who knows.
so now ur getting ready for craig until you hear a knock on ur door so yk business in finna go down😈(ew idk why i said that😭) “wait im coming!” “hurry up😡” you then open the door and see craig with a raging boner (BAHAHAHA THATS SO FUNNY TO ME FOR SOME REASON💀💀) “so you couldn’t go one night without me i see” he says with a smirk “omg says u” (he blushes when u say that🤭🤭🤭) “are you gonna come inside or just stand outside like a idiot?” “ugh im coming insde🙄🙄🙄” “soo what did u want do do mama?” (OMG BLUSHING🤭🤭) “you…” THE MAN WAS TOO STUNNED TO SPEAK😱😱😱 “m-comhere sit on my lap😈” (omg forget i used that emoji😭) soo you do as he says because hes so daddy- I MEAN… so like u sit on his hard ass boner and it like kinda genuinely hurts but thats whatever AND U START GRINDING😱😱😱 AND HE STARTS LIKE GRUNTING🤭🤭🤭 “take off ur pants” “no u first im shy😡🤭” “okay weirdo” soo u take off ur pants and like he takes off his and like DAMN IT WA LONG ASF but thats not important… and u start riding this man as if ur life depends on it… “mhmm y/n~” (BAHAHAH SORRY I HAD TO ADD THAT) u speed up the paste and HE STARTS MOANING LIKE A GIRL LMAOLAMO. as ur riding him he puts his fingers around your clit and starts circling his fingers around you sensitive little bud😛😛 as ur still riding him u CLEARLY GET CARRIED AWAY BECAUSE YOU FUCKING SQUIRT ON THIS MAN😱😰 “holy shit that was hot” “w-what ive never done that before” “well do it again sometime😡” “I DONT KNOW HOW I DID IT” “find out👿” “omg i cant stand u” “RUDE🙄” “can we just cuddle pweese🥺🥺” “i guess🙄” “love uuu” “uno reverse” “i hate u” “uno revese”.
#south park#south park x reader#sp x reader#sp#south park headcanons#craig tucker x reader#craig x reader#craig tucker#south park craig
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𝙷𝙸𝚁𝙰𝙴𝚃𝙷
This Is For Haunted Hoedown Day 12! | My Haunted Hoedown Master-List
nurse au
Synopsis: Nurse Levinson knows her, and for as long as he can remember, he wants to help her. And tonight, his plan is going to work.
Word Count: 1.8k
Trigger Warnings: THE LAST DAY OF #HAUNTEDHOEDOWN, this is a bit late. nurse!ari levinson x unnamed f!oc. suicide attempt. HEAVY CONTENT<please read with caution> . Self-Harm. relaspe. feeling numbness, no emotion. pain. (lots of fucking pain). im so in love with ari saying "mama". comfort. psych wards. angst. (i fucking hate those places, and this was written with every ounce of hate i could muster) this is fiction, you obvi cant just walk out of a ward. (i wish someone just picked me up and carried me out of that hell hole.)
I miss my body.
The version of my vessel that remains unscared and unbroken. It's gone now, battered with bruises and self-inflicted scars.
I miss my home, the one I inhabited before I was caged with white walls and prescription pills.
I miss myself.
I can't describe myself, oddly. I can barely remember what I used to look like other than dull eyes and sunken cheekbones.
I’m dying in this place. Slowly, mentally.
I stare up at the white tiles, the same ones I’ve been looking at for months. They never change, I wish they would. The sound of a door clicking open, the noise bouncing off the walls, notifies me of the time.
“Hey Mama, how are you feeling today?” Nurse Levinson greets me with a small smile. I glance at him from my lying down position, seeing him follow with a cart of medication. I groan, turning away.
“Mama’s, Answer me.” The nurse demands, but I just sigh, sitting up to grab my medication, each colored pill placed in separate clear cups. There are five. Before I can wrap my frail fingers around one, Ari snatches the cart away.
“Mama.”
“I’m fine,” I answer bluntly. Although I’ll never say it aloud, Ari is the only nurse without evil intentions. He’s a good man, one I would have been friends with when I was still…
Me.
His tall frame comes to the side of my white bed, his large fingers cupping my chin. It’s nothing special, but it makes me feel for just a sliver of a second, feeling the heat from his palm press into my cheek.
“Not feeling group today?”
I shake my head, grabbing the first of five cups. “No”. He lets me this time, knowing my reluctance is evident. He should be used to it by now. I put the pill onto my tongue, making sure the appendage is flat. I don’t need a liquid, I’ve done this hundreds of times before.
I close my mouth, and close my eyes. My mouth wants to spit it out, wants to reject the medication like always. Ari stands in front of me, his fingers grasping gently at my chin as I’m forced to look into his eyes. “Swallow” He orders, My throat obeys him, forcing the red pill down.
I don’t gag, never have. Ari smiles with approval. “Good girl.”
I don’t feel anything by the words, although his presence offers me some form of my old self, which I haven’t seen in a while.
I don’t know if she was ever there.
“How about we skip group, and go straight to our lessons? What do you say?”
“No,” I answer him placidly, taking another pill and popping it into my mouth. This one is blue, it tastes no different.
“No? Mama, are you feeling alright?” I hate the way he speaks to me, as if I'm an animal in a cage, waiting to attack. I’m a grown adult.
“I’m not going to slit my wrist.” Ari's face turns into a wince at my sudden harsh words. I don’t care, they treat me like a weak little girl. I smile weakly, swallowing another pill in between dry gulps.
“I have to dull down the truth, I forgot, Nurse Levinson.” I began again, changing my words to the mandated ones we always use here. “I will not cause any harm to myself or others.”
Ari is battling with himself, I can see it in his features. He wants to feel bad for me, but just like the rest of us, he has a job to do.
“Mama-” He pleads, silently yearning for me to stop talking so plainly. Ari and everyone else here always want to cover up the truth, want to sugarcoat it in red and blue pills and select dialogue.
Screw that shit.
“I don’t want to go to the group, but you will take me anyway. I don’t want to go to lessons, but I'll be dragged there regardless” I turn towards him, moving off my mattress to stand in front of his tall form. He’s wearing blue scrubs, the same every day.
For I don’t know how long.
I lost track of time a while ago.
“Why do you ask me the same questions, as if I’ll have another answer?” He runs a large hand through his long blonde hair, sighing.
“It’s-”
“Required?” I finish his sentence with a silver tongue, my face unmoving. I’ve looked like the same frowning woman since I arrived here.
Nothing ever changes.
“Leave, Ari.” I start to walk by him, not going anywhere in my bedroom, The doors lock from outside, I could run, but I'd end up right back where I stand. I learned that the hard way.
His fingers grab my wrist gently, he’s careful to avoid the white scratches. He knows where my scars are, and he knows I hate them being touched.
I almost smile.
“You know I can’t do that.” He gruffs, I have to look up to him every time he talks, I'm much shorter.
“Because it’s required or?” Ari stops short, his fingers still grabbing gently at my wrist, the medication cart still off to the side. I could grab something.
I could.
He pulls me to him unexpectedly, and I let out a small whimper at how quickly he does it. His heat warms me up, although I’m just skin and bones against him, it makes me feel something. Ari always makes me feel.
It’s why I hate him.
I run my hands down his back, looking for something. Something very specific. He stills underneath my fingers, palms my head and brings me to his chest, our position resembling something of an awkward hug.
“I’m not required to care about my patients.”
A disappointed smile appears on my lips as I grab something from his pocket. He doesn't notice, my little fingers make it impossible. I recognize the tube immediately, and with all my strength, I push the man back, taking the tube with me.
He barely stumbles.
“Liar,” I whisper, holding the syringe in front of my face, Both I and Ari can see it, and the color that drains from his features makes the truth worth it. The tube has a label with a word I can not pronounce, but the number of times I’ve had one injected into me, I know what they do.
A sedative.
“Come on, mama. I have to carry them”. Ari pleads, his eyes wide. I circle him, watching as he flinches when I move closer.
I hate Ari Levinson because he feels like home. I hate him because I’m upset at the fact he carries a sedative when he walks into my room.
Normally, I wouldn’t care if a nurse carried a sedative, but because it’s Ari, a piece of my non-existent heart cracks. He stares at me. I stare at him.
I smile.
Ari knows he’s just lost me.
Not physically.
My broken vessel remains where It stands.
He’s lost my trust.
And we both know in here, that’s worth more than a life.
ꕤ
I don’t know how this happened.
After my chat with a deceitful Nurse, I went to a group, went to lessons with him, didn’t talk, and now somehow I’m running.
I did something, something bad.
There’s blood on my paper clothes.
My socks make it easier to run, they are good for something. I turn down another hallway, an alarm blaring loudly. They’ve announced a lockdown.
Everyone and their mothers are going to be in this hallway in about 3 minutes.
I didn’t mean to etch glass into my scars, allowing them to re-open, but I’ve never had an urge so strong in my entire life. After Ari left my room, taking the syringe and medicine cart with him, I felt again.
It’s weird, almost like flipping a switch back on but having to dust it off first, maybe fiddle with the wires. I can’t explain the true feeling of having consciousness of your body again, numbness turning into pain, feelings burning throughout you.
I was hurt by Ari carrying that syringe, he turned my switch back on.
And my mind went into pain.
I relapsed.
My feet hurt, I can’t stop running though, I feel a set of booths stomp behind me. They're coming for me, it’s only a matter of time.
I don’t know why I ran to begin with, they would have walked into my room, seen my bloodied wrist, bandaged it, and then sent me to a padded room. To “ensure” my safety, of course.
“Mama?” I hear his voice echo through the hallways, and I stop in my tracks. I don’t hear any other footsteps unless they're trying to ambush me. Why would they send Ari after me?
I don’t fight it when he finds me, I stopped running when I heard his voice.
My body just did it, even as I tried to move my feet, they wouldn’t budge.
“Sweet girl…” His voice is taut with emotion, I know he notices my wrists, but he pays no attention to them.
“Come here.” Ari holds his arms out, and with the same reluctance, my body is attracted to his, like a magnetic force field pushing us close together. I settle into his arms, feeling his heat as he lifts me up, grabbing my ankles and wrapping them around his waist.
I look like a little girl with her father.
His fingers run through my hair as I bury my nose in his shoulders, his other hand holds me up as I cling to him. We stand there, in the middle of the red-lit hallway, alarm blaring, and he just holds me.
“Shh… You're with me, sweetheart.”
Ari keeps me supported against him, whispering words into my ears as he leads me down a hallway. I don’t recognize this one, I’ve never been down it.
But then I see a large red sign, spelling the word
“EXIT”.
I lift my head from his shoulder, my face unmoving as I ask, “Exit? Ari-”
“The sedative wasn’t for you, sweetheart.”
“It was for anyone who got in my way.”
My heart cracks as he glances down both ends of the hallway. They trusted him to come and find me, but really, he’s freeing me.
“This was your plan, to free me-”
“You were never supposed to hurt yourself, Mama.”
The sunlight hits my skin immediately, and I bask in it, I haven’t felt it in months. The doors shut behind us, and security cameras can surely see me wrapped around his waist, his large hands placed at my back, and my little fingers, running through his long blonde hair.
My wrist hurts, but the guilt never comes, even as the blood starts to dry and the aftermath is revealed. Ari wanted me to find that syringe, that’s why he pulled me to his chest. He knew it would upset me, and he knew when I got upset, I ran.
“I’m glad I did”
“Sweetheart-”
“No, Now I know, Ari. I can feel.”
“You make me feel.”
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!DNDADS S2 EP45 SPOILERS!
WE ARE SO BACK (im going to die)
- so i have been informed that we have a NEW HERMIE FACT THIS EP??? so i have been SICK TO MY STOMACH WONDERING WHAT ITS GONNA BE. I WAS NOT EXPECTING TO GET ANOTHER
- OH THE INTRO GUY IS THE FUCKING. THE PODCAST GUY WHO CALLED TAYLOR A SLUR AGKDJD
- THE CHAOS ORBS BIT HAS ME GIGGLING
- THESE RAD FACTS ARE A MESS HELPP
- NOT FREDDIE IMMEDIATELY FACT CHECKING BETH
- I.
- I?????
- THIS CHANGES EVERYTHING.
- OH THAT IS SO
- OH MY GOD IM GONNA DIE
- I ASKED FOR HERMIES LORE AND I GOT IT. ITS JUST NOTHING. THERE IS NO REAL LORE
- THAT WAS SO FUCKING EVIL IM DONE BRO
- kills myself
- i havent even continued to the actual episode yet im just so shocked and upset by this. scam u evil mf i love u but why
- BACK IN EP34 HERMIE LITERALLY DESCRIBED SCAM AS "THE MAN WHO STOLE MY CHILDHOOD". yknow maybe a little murder IS deserved /hj
- finally unpausing. im a ghost now im dead
- TERRY AND GLENN. TERRY AND GLENN
- TERRY WAS THE ONE WHO SHOT NICK??? OR IS HE JUST SAYING THAT
- SCARY SPEAKING TO TERRY AAAUAGAHHH
- WHY IS YHIS FIGHT SO PATHETIC LMAOO THERE WAS SM HYPE FOR IT BEFORE
- I FORGOT THERE WAS GONNA BE A RON AND TERRY REUNION TOO OH GOD. OH GOD
- NORMAL. OH GOD
- HE WAS CRYING A BUNCH DONT DO THIS TO ME
- TERRY AND SCARY IM GONNA DIE
- "maybe it was just a phase" HOLY SHIT THATS BIG
- RON DESCRIBING NICKYS RELATIONSHIP W THE KIDDADS AS "ENEMIES TO LOVERS"
- SO RON WAS THERE AT THE NICKY BETRAYAL???
- THE GUN WAS GLOWING BLUE
- FREDDIE BEING NICKYS BIGGEST FAN 😢😢 YEAH U GO AND SUPPORT UR SONDAD
- TERRY SHOOTING NICKY TO SAVE GRANT. AND THEN LATER GRANT SHOOTING TERRY IN FRONT OF NICKY. WHY.
- TERRY AND SCARY HUG. WAAAAAA
- RON IS IN THE HUG TOO I CANT DO THIS OH MY GOD THIS FUCKING FAMILY
- damn the marlowe family daddy magic sequence was sooo much faster than the wilsons
- SCARY SAID SHE LOVES HIM. SCARY. SAID. 🧍 GUYS
- AAAUGH. NICKY POINTING OUT GLENN NOT BEING THERE FOR TAYLORS BIRTH
- THE BABY TAYLOR NOISES
- glenn showing up high is quite upsetting to me actually
- JODIE VISITED TAYLOR. MULTIPLE TIMES. TELL ME WHY IM CRYING
- I HATE MYSELF WHY AM I SO HERMIE FOCUSED WHY IS THIS MAKING ME CRY
- GLENN STOP. UR HURTING ME
- "dang. idk if i like that guy" whimpers like a hurt dog
- TAYLOR. TAYLOR SWIFT. M GONNA CRY AGAIN
- ITS ABOUT THE. THE GENERATIONAL TRAUMA. THE ABSENT FATHERS. THE VALUING OF CASUAL FRIENDSHIP OVER ACTUAL PARENTHOOD
- TAYLOR TALKING IN TJAT REALLY QUIET TINY VOICE IS KILLING ME. HES JUST A LITTLE BABY GUY
- NICKY BEING REMINDED THROUGH TAYLOR WHAT IT WAS LIKE TO BE NICK IS SOOO EVIL
- GOING INTO TAYLORS MEMORIES?? TAYLOR LORE....
- FREDDIE IS COMING OUT W THE BIG GUNS THIS EPISODE WOW. FOR SOME REASON I WAS NOT EXPECTING TAYLOR ANGST TODAY
- GLENN CLOSE. HAVE U SERIOUSLY LEARNED NOTHING
- OH YEAH TAYLORS NEVER HAD DISNEYLAND
- THERE IS NO FIXING THIS.
- LINCOLN HUGGING SHMEGAN HELP
- OH NO WAIT THE FBI IS TAKING OVER HELL AFTER ALL
- "get taylor and nick out" and not hermie. sorry ill shut up (NO I WONT. THERE HAS BEEN NO HERMIE THIS EP BESIDES THAT DEVASTATING RAD FACT)
- LINCOLN AS THE KING OF HELL WHAT?????
- NORMAL OFFERING TO BE THE KING OH MY GOD.
- NORMAL AND TAYLOR HAVE TO FIGHT NOW?? FR THIS TIME???
- "I WAS JUST BEING ANGSTY" HELP
- ONLY ONE GETS TO LEAVE ALIVE???????
- WHAT. WHAT
- i. i am in shock. idk how to feel. oh my lord
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1/2 and we are at 5x12 and just so you know: he sent a voice note to his friend and said ‘guess what the fuck they did? They had Brian propose. He proposed. And i still have yet to hear Blondie say that he loves him but yeah, he proposed’ all that was said with the same enthusiasm he has for anything Mel and Linds related.
And the ep starts with the fuckathon ‘i missed my boys! *points to the tv* LOOK HES FINALLY FUCKING THE RIGHT PERSON ON THE TABLE AND DOESNT HAVE TO IMAGINE HIM!’ Justin is about to name the house ‘fuck palace! *said with a big proud smile* (Justin calls it Britin) huh? Ohhhh like Brange- wait nevermind those two broke up. But you get my drift. That’s cute! I fuck with it. *moves his broken arm in air as he says* Britin. I like it’ and now we’re at the scene where everyone gets invitations *laughing like crazy and then stops* ‘The FUCK does Ben mean he wasnt gonna show Mike the invitation? Man fuck you both. Just last episode it was all friendly with Brian and now this? Man, fuck you Mike. You know, he speaks with a confidence of a much taller man..NOBODY TOLD HIM HE SHOWED UP TO THE HOSPITAL? MAN FUCK ALL OF YOU…okay, maybe I overreacted at Ben earlier’ and we are at the Mel/Linds scene where they think Brian wont care about Canada ‘i dont know what the fuck is going on but fuck both of them for that. He loves that kid.’ ‘EMMETT IS PLANNING THE WEDDING?! So this is really happening huh? BRIAN IS GETTING HIM THE FLOWERS! Ha take that mel! (Mikey walks into frame) ugh, you again. (brian says mikey always stood up for him) have we been watching the same show? (Mikey says Brian is a married man after the kiss) so he cant kiss his homies anymore? Once again marriage loses a point’ we are now at the scene where Justin gives Jen the invitation ‘please tell him he’s too young..or are we both not judging? (It shows Justin smiling) damn it, we’re not judging. YOURE GONNA BE BRIANS MOTHER IN LAW! If i get to see another prom type of dance, maybe i wont hate this wedding thing so much.’ And we are at the scene where the girls tell Brian/Mikey about canada ‘this is all shady. They did this with the custody and the award. CANADA?! Do they really think Canada is safer? I mean i get it looks safer but bro…don’t be dumb. Brian say no.’ ‘Who the fuck is saying Brian is okay with Gus leaving? I hate that everyone assumes he’s just okay with everything fucked up happening. (Brian says mel and linds are back together again) yeah, this week. (Mikey says brian was never much in gus’ life) Dude, i feel like there is a tree somewhere out there that you owe an apology to for wasting it’s oxygen. You can literally see it on Brian’s face that he hit below the belt.’ And we are at Britin scene again!! ‘LOOK AT THEM! If im honest, i don’t even care if those two leave but leave Gus here. Why is everyone just assuming that Brian doesn’t care? THANK YOU BLONDIE! HES NOT HIS DAD! (Justin says whats it gonna take to admit it, another bomb line) well he already admitted it AFTER HIS CANCER BUT THE WRITERS FORGOT ABOUT THAT.’ And we are at the Lindsay and Justin scene ‘aww Blondie got a review! NICE blondie is gonna be in galleries! NEW YORK? And what? he can’t paint In Pittsburgh? She wants him to move to New York? Isnt it enough she wants to move Gus to Canada? Unless if we move Brian there as well, its not fucking happening!’ ‘DREW! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? THATS NOT EMY! This is all bullshit’ and we are back with Mel/Linds and Brian/Mikey ‘this would make more sense at the beginning of the show. This is so dumb. Fucked people live everywhere. FUCK THIS. GUS STAYS EXACTLY BRIAN! Exactly Brian call them out! They just decided for you that youll be okay with it! Fuck them. EXACTLY BRIAN! Mel, youre running right now so fuck off. FUCK YOU MEL! Can she fuck off. HE HAS CARED ABOUT GUS SINCE THE START!’ *pauses tv* ‘i have not liked these two since the beginning. Which is the writers fault cause Mel and Brian had potential as friends when she cheated. BUT RIGHT NOW? I wanna fight them. *looks at me* HOLD ME BACK! Cause i will fight them!’
Aw he likes Britin! You can finally tell him the ship name.
Emmett doing the wedding planning is the one and only thing I like about the stupid wedding.
You can literally see it on Brian’s face that he hit below the belt. Thank you Gale! OH MY GOD YOU CAN TELL HIM GALE IS STRAIGHT! Or better yet, make him guess who’s gay and straight from the show (did he know Hal before watching?)
well he already admitted it AFTER HIS CANCER BUT THE WRITERS FORGOT ABOUT THAT. HOW FUCKING RIGHT YOU ARE BROTHER ANON.
Melanie and Brian would have been such good friends. How Lindsay treated both of them was unforgivable.
#ask winderlylandchime#dear sweet anon#queer as folk#a straight man watches qaf us 2000 in the year of our lord 2023
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actually wait speaking of fucked up dynamics my boss truly can't have a normal relationship with someone in sr2
johnny to my boss is both her enabler, but also her last childish clinging to the old gang. she uses him to justify her new behaviour, thinking that well if gat approves then we're fine, we're still the same gang, because he knew me before. but at the same time, she hates him changing, despite her also changing. my boss absolutely despises the man he becomes after aisha's death, because he was the last piece of the old gang and she was clinging to him like a lifeline. when he loses himself, the boss doesn't want to accept that the playa is gone too, and has been gone for a long time now
pierce as i said before is to my boss the playa, but smarter. and she hates that pierce is her back then, because she's decided she hates the playa, because the playa was weak and too dedicated to the gang. but at the same time, she sees that pierce is smarter than the playa too, and hates that he wouldn't have marched the same road the playa did
her relationship w shaundi is even MORE fucking weird. i do think for a significant amount of time my boss couldn't even see her as a person - she was just lin. she uses shaundi as her redemption for lin's death, which just gets all kinds of twisted after shaundi gets kidnapped. they do eventually figure it out, but then the boss starts realising all these feelings, for lin and shaundi both and isnt that awful, and it turns into an awkward mental wrestling match. my boss is fighting her past and present with shaundi and it's seven degrees of bad habits
carlos is her trying to prove that she's better than julius. and a very childish, petty, kind of sad way to prove herself to him. deep down she still hasnt gotten over the fact that he betrayed her, a man that was once her surrogate father. of course when carlos gets killed, my boss uses it as an excuse to just go fucking insane, kind of accepting subconsciously that julius proved himself right, that her death was probably the best outcome for stilwater, and she fucking hates that
and dont even get me started w troy. loves and hates him, wants to kill him, never wants to see him again, sees him as everything bad and wrong and still gets drunk and breaks into his house and yells at him and just cant kill him because blood in blood out but god does she want to. they're stuck in perpetual 'i hate you but youre my brother' and the boss just cant cut the last ties to the old gang no matter what
#anyway she's the worlds worst person and needs to be put down#and i love her#feeling very saints row on this day#the boss#saints row#the boss seperating her past as someone else entirely is sooo good to me#there's the playa and there's the boss and she hates the playa like they r an entire person on their own#and not just them. from the past.#the boss has one million mental illnesses
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I've decided that the speaker/narrator/subject of my songs would all turn into my ocs, so here is how I picture them
Sweet Lily - This song is too personal for me, so I'm just going to picture this character as someone who has a lot of insecurities, who's been used all their life, and started thinking that maybe they're the problem. Their only escape is social media where they meet the narrator of the song, speaking to this "Lily" person.
Personality wise, I think this person is extremely smart and talented but often doubt themself too much. They're like the lovliest people you've ever met in your entire life. In real life they're a very soft spoken person who always seems to be smiling, atleast that's how I pictured the character and the overall song vibe lol
I think she's gonna be a girl named 'Lily'? I'm not sure.
Applause - Very angsty teenager. The type of person who got their very first heartbreak and after that is almost unrecognizable. Like, heartbreak new me lol.
Hopeless romantic and a very emotional sensitive being, that's what they are. And they see nothing wrong with that! A bit petty and extremely sassy. But they have a big heart that's in the right place. Only when you fuck them up would she be a total biatch to u lol
Yep. This character would be a 'she'. Her name would beeeeeee Alex.
Hope - Very similar to Liana's character Alistar. Or maybe it's actually him.
He somewhat came to mind, but there are tons of people I know can possibly be the inspo for this, like the people I've seen on the internet thinking things are over for them just for them to find someone who's right for them (not necessarily romantic) and it somehow gives them hope.
But Alistar.. most of the parts especially the last one, he influenced a little.
But on a separate character, I think I'll name him.. Edward. The other person he's talking about? I'm choosing a "Charlotte"
Dove - Similar to Taylor Swift's "James" character in the folklore love triangle. And shall I say no more.
I'll never love again - OOOFFFFF She's unstable. Mentally not well. Send help.
I wrote this song because I wanted to give "the other woman" a sad pov. Because typically most of the songs are just like 'yeah well im secretly banging your man haha im having so much fun in my life' but I was like "wait but when you're the other woman, you're just a side piece and never often viewed as a human being.. isn't that sad? That the person you'd devote your whole life to only comes to you when they're bored? Isn't that a bit.. not so fun?"
So I wrote it. Im not defending this character's actions, I just wanted to have a little realistic take on what I think the perspective of some "other women" are.
Back to the character, Oh, she came from a household that does nothing but berate her for every single thing that she does. And so this.. person comes in and gives her the validation that she lacked all throughout her life and she falls inlove.. whilst knowing that that person might have tied the knot with someone else?
And she knows she's being used but she doesn't care as long as it's her. And she wanted things to be different, she wanted to end things but she cant. She's stuck. She's trapped. And if ever she ends things with this person she'll.. never love again. It's scary. She's scared that she'll never get that attention again and thinks that they're the only person in the world who understands her. Out of 8 billion people for crying out loud.
Heart of stone from SIX kinda came to mind in this, so.. yeah.
I think her name would be Melody. I have mixed feelings about her as a person which probably makes it better. I love her cause she's my child but like.. she's a bit problematic. She's my problem child.
The only one - if Dear John had a much more younger version, it would be this. But it's about.. SA. Trigger warning for this.
In my head I'm picturing this person as a fourteen year old girl who got taken advantage of by her second father figure after her father died. They had a lot of time together but then that night happened, and she tried to keep it secret out of fear, and she hates herself for not being strong enough to break the lies sooner.
I think she's kind of similar to Lily, and she's a very sweet, soft spoken, wouldn't hurt a fly but would kick a man in the balls if she had to..
The event caused her several nightmares and her only escape just like Lily, is social media. I have a theory that maybe the narrator of this song is also the narrator of "sweet Lily" trying to give advice she doesn't follow herself.
It would be really fun if they sort of found each other and had a more meaningful connection together. They would work out.
Although this person is not a saint either, she rebels and lies a little bit and she jusy says that it's a part of being a teenager. She sleeps late at night, she neglects school, and she's more likely to have adhd as well. She's just like those typical teenagers growing up. She never leaves the room
And her situation got worse when she started getting "late night room visits" from uncle. She stays past one in the morning, she never leaves the room so she couldn't see his face, procrastinates because of the stress he's putting on her, spends more time on her phone for a distraction.
Her name is Rosella. She's a handful teen but she never deserved any of that.
Everything you do - I don't know if you guys have ever watched korean novelas but this guy has that type of vibe. He watches the love of his life being happy with someone else and he's just letting them be happy, doing everything for them to stay that way, having this sort of "best boy standard" personality, he has it all.
He's sweet, and timid. Ofcourse he has a personality outside of being inlove with someone. He mostly cares about academics more than his crush if I'm being honest. He excels in history, and has a lot of traits that can sometimes attract a person. He's very likeable. The type of guy to just smile and say "sorry" at everything instead of being a cocky jock that you bump into down the school hallways.
Personally I would like to be his friend. He's extremely protective of his loved ones and would never pass up and opportunity to sacrifice things for them, even his own happiness. He tries his best to listen and understand you when you communicate with your feelings, and he's not that much of a talker himself and has troubles with expressing how he feels, so he gets you.
He has a lot of habits like oversharing when he's comfortable with someone, and physical ones like tapping his pen onto the table if he doesn't understand something from a schoolwork. He has trouble asking for help but won't hesitate to guide you if you ever need one. He's very introverted, and an optimist.
He has more to it than the song, which is about him having an unrequited crush on someone. Though I won't explicitly tell the gender of his crush because I'm keeping it neutral for ur imagination.
Along my journey of writing this I've decided to name him Zachary.
Never loved you - My girl. She's my favorite child. Jk I don't have a favorite child. But this is my favorite song that I've written, and she was my first child.
A sassy, savy educated young princess who is willing to fight for what is right, what she thinks is right and what she knows is right. She's probably in her early 20's like 21 years old.
She's fierce, sweet, can be cold-blooded when she needs to, feisty, strong, independent woman who can lead on her country without a king. But unfortunately her story ended on a sad note.
She meets the enemy, he falls inlove, she falls harder.
She is absolutely FERAL for this man. I think whenever she sees him sparring with her with no shirt on she refrains because HES THE ENEMY.
She was for sure a feminist, and is very sassy. She'd always sworn to put love aside because she has important matters to deal with like her kingdom, hence why it always says "I swore that I never loved you" at the end of the two choruses.
She saw the enemy as cold and heartless, referencing the lyric "you never seemed to care"
But then it all changed when they kissed that one night, and now they're doing the freckle frackle.
And so she grows anxious because a war has been declared between both kingdoms, and how she doesn't have the heart to kill the love of her life. And she wished she could've been killed by him instead.
Her personality's a little bit more like Liana's characters Loreley or Alruna, and Anna from the Frozen franchise. But she's more of a chill feisty pants and not the off the bat shits feral feisty pants.
A little background for my girl, she's an only child, because her father had died when she was a year old and her mother never remarried. She was beloved by her mother, and she could try to reason her, but she had immense hatred for the other kingdom and she was scared of disappointing her.
She's a fairly good swordswoman, but she finds her strength in words, she's greater expressing herself with writing in her journal, and have fought several debates regarding the laws, politics and histories in her kingdom.
She hates arranged marriages, but is most likely expecting it when she comes of age in her coronation and wedding day. But she has a few boundaries that her future king should respect in order to earn her respect.
I know there's an even deeper reason she fell harder for Damian, but she keeps that secret to herself. Even she doesn't wanna tell me. Maybe she will?
Her name is Marianne. (Pronounced, "Mar-yan")
Snowflake - *sigh* my bisexual child. She fell inlove with a girl she met over the internet and she was her first love and she's being all cheesy about it making "you're the moon to my sun" pick up lines and just.. she's just a little goofy when it comes to romance and her whole world overall just revolved around her for a bit before she reminded herself that she actually had a life outside her phone screen?
If she and this person actually met irl they would be the cheesiest of lovers. And she's a bimbo I'm confirming it. She's the "everything is now broken and on fire" kind of dumb. The song is actually just a draft and I dont know if I'm continuing it, so there's nothing much to know about her at the moment. When I write something in full or like, I finish halfway through I get a glimpse of what character this person I'm writing as the narrator actually is, and this one's just the "vibe" the beat and the lyrics are giving me.
Literally. It's just a short little draft because I too felt a little cheesy. Lol.
Her name's Emilyn. She prefers to be called "Emmy" cause she doesn't like her name very much. It's too old-timey for her liking, and her mom picked it out. (I do think that this narrator is not on very good terms with her mother)
Talk about it - Oh this is the Damian guy. Marianne's eherm.. lover.
Oh, what do I say about him? His pov is pretty much just like the previous one and I'm gonna put in everything I know for now. Maybe it'll influence me to expand on him by continuing the song idk
He fell inlove first, because she was a badass and he probably wants to be topped as she did. His father and Marianne's mother declared war as the final command before letting their children take the throne.
I'm going to spoil the ending based on Marianne's pov, he dies. But that isn't even the saddest part yet. Marianne gets to be crowned queen.
"Well there's nothing wrong about that!" WRONG.
Marianne gets arranged to marry some random dude two weeks after the war and her lover's death. Nice! But I'll still make my own fanon world of them getting married anyways so canon doesn't really matter. Just be delusional.
And he recognizes her confusion, her anxiety, but he wanted to find a proper way to talk about that. He loves her a lot and it also stressed him to see her stressing about the war declared, and fun fact he used the last bit of strength he had to reach for Marianne, but she was on the other side of the war and couldn't respond.
He tried calling off the war with his father, and tried to reason with him by saying "They're too weak to fight" just so he can convince his father, so he never meant it.
His kingdom had the upper hand at the war, but this man was ready to give his kingdom's legacy up and his whole life for her, so he just waited for something to strike him and then that was it.
And she couldn't break, or else everyone will know she was a traitor sleeping with the enemy.
A little background for him though, he grew up without a mother, lost her to the plague, and his father was medicore dad. Not a bad one but not a good one either. Like he'd let him play outside but let the maids take responsibility when he gets hurt. He never abused him but he never seemed cared for him either, so 50/50.
He was an only child. He was a lone wolf who spent all his life, even his youth, training non-stop. Which means he has like huge muscles.
His dad couldn't care less about what he wants so he's a bit free-spirited like he had free reign over anything in his kingdom.
I think he'd be an ambivert. I've never seen an ambivert character before and I'm getting that vibe from him. He's just a pure soul having fun, honestly. I love that for him.
Monster in a cage - I'll just explicitly tell you that I wrote it about Elsa from Frozen so I don't think I'll ever make a character for that unless I wanted a Frozen rip-off lmfao
But yeah the lyrics are pretty self explanatory if you've seen me post it like, one time. Come on, locked doors and self blaming? If the reference was a snake it would've bitten you already.
Home - probably the youngest of my characters. I love her so much my poor baby child :(
She's probably 9 or 10. She's a daddy's girl who lost her father but she still remembers the promises he made like, childish stuff.. like going to the north pole to build snowmen and snow angels and make a house where they make hot cocoa for the rest of their lives.. just child dreams.
And then he just... he was just gone, and she watched his body slowly succumb to the cruel hands of death. Like she watched it and she didn't even have time to process, because the people screaming for him to wake up were distracting her and she just wants to mute them all and cry herself.
She was traumatized, and now whenever she goes to a hospital she just feels sick. She couldn't get over it, how his body had its last seizure before it completely shuts down. The only comfort she had was that he was in heaven and he's not sick anymore. That's it. That was all.
Im naming this baby girl Jane. I love her so much :(((
*holds gently* if anything happened to her I would kill everyone in this room and then myself.
I think that would be all? I need to reread some of them that I forgot before I make another one ig?
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*knocking* since it’s written there
lol me reading something about studying as soon as i finished my exams🤡🤡. and it’s a studying for stupid IETLS. it’s not a studying it’s more a (stu)dying. hate everything that starts with sty- and ends with -dying.
so why heeseung getting the same score as before seems so funny to me??? and his excuse “i’d have gotten less without you”🙄. hope these tutoring sessions really helped him and he doesn’t have any problems during his study abroad. jake hoon hi🤭
okay okay okay that little interaction between y/n and the waitress!!! please tell me why do the waiters always want to pick up the dirty dishes right after i eat the last bite? they’re hunters with hawk eyes sometimes. what if i want to sit around dirty dishes a little longer mhm??
and student! jay being late reminded me of sec! rookie jay🥹 despite the fact that he came late he definitely called the impression. what an impression!! y/n was lowkey panicking admiring his handsomeness.girl same. we understand her cause look at him!! he doesn't have to do anything and i drool over him. tmi. a majestic black cat. jay’s never beating the black cat allegations fr.
him wanting a higher score than heeseung it’s just a boy moment. yk like boys comparing their dick sizes or number of hookups. boys🙄
AND WDYM WRTING ESSAY THE WAY JAY DOES IS WRONG????😟😟 i do it the same way??? for whole my life??? bro you should’ve written this fic a long time ago so maybe now my essay writing skills were at an all time high hdhdhd.
why was she surprised when he called the students stupid? if they don't listen to tutor who they paid money to who are they if not dumbasses?🤡 jay speaking facts right there.
y/n can’t stay mad at him for being late? simp behavior! him inviting her over to his house? act of a predator i think. nah forget it!! he just too cute with his nervous rumbling. like a virgin 🤭
EVERYONE PLEASE RISE FOR JAY IN RIMLESS GLASSES.🧎♂️🧎♂️MAN LOOKS WAY TOO GOOD IN THEM. and without them too.
false and not-given questions!!!! bro i hate it with all my heart and soul. always confuse me. jay and me in the same boat. we’re besties😎. just listen i can totally see with my eyes that needed information isn’t written in a question but what if i’m THAT stupid and i just didn’t comprehend it?? this type of questions is like “choose a correct answer: 1) a+a=2a; 2)a+a=a^2; 3)a+a=a”. fuck them.
“If I get the answer right,” he began, “would you show me your boobs?” OKAY I GET IT YOU’RE BOLD BRAVE DARING. “Alright, why not? Nothing to lose here,” NOT OKAY GAHSGSG. she should’ve not fallen for it. i honestly didn’t expect her to say that. i thought she’d react like a responsible tutor with “are you out of your mind? are those questions that hard to answer? i can explain it to you again” and laugh it out. but she’s wild and we love it.
NAUR JAY YOU PUSSY😭😭😭 YOU DARED NOONA TO SHOW YOU BOOBS YET YOU CHICKENED OUT NAUR DON’T BE LIKE THAT. AND NOOO CONSTRUCTION WORKER PLEASE READ THE ROOM. he surely doesn’t have a nunchi (plz get this joke🙏).
“I meant like, I think I could get motivated a lot if there was a reward waiting if I get a question right. Or if I reach a certain score in a mock test, don’t you think?” sure sure let’s see where your little game takes you. sorry it reminded me of dog that waits for the treat after completing the trick🤡
“Well, you’d probably be getting in between something.”…and you brought your hand to your thigh, patting it. STOP THE MADNESS RIGHT THERE. I CANT HANDLE IT.
*clearing my throat* *cough cough* usually 7.5 rounds off to 8 so Jay could receive a blowjob hahah. the makeout🤌🤌🤌 please kissing licking sucking jays birthmark😫😫 that’s all we want. is that too much to ask?
“Seamless,” he commented as he eyed your panties. would be cute if it was polka dots or striped panties🤭.
so jay is that of boyfriend who prioritizes his partners pleasure over his own? huh? and his fingers?? the way they curl??? he plays the guitar doesn’t he?? you have be good with fingers for that no?? once chance jay one chance im begging.
“It’s unfair,” Jay began, “the way you taste as good as you smell.” sir it’s unfair the way you look hot as you sit as you breath as you walk as you exist. you shouldn’t talk about the unfairness in this situation.
“In that case,” you said, pushing his chest slightly so he could move away from you. You tugged down your panties that had stayed on the whole time, and when you took them off your ankles you handed them to Jay. ughhhhhhghgg i just know he was jerking off holding panties with one hand right under his nose. like 🤤🤤
okay where the angst came from???😃😃 “I appreciate what you’ve been doing for me, but I also don’t want you to get the wrong idea.” the audacity. HAGAGAGAGAG BOY YOU FUNNY. made my giggle at night.
“If I get over 7.5—”“I’ll treat you to lunch.” what it's like to get the same thing in return? pleasant right? nice jay. good job. and you tell me he’s the top student in class? bro is stupider than these students who didn’t listen to y/n’s advices in the first part of fic. even though he get 8.5 he still stupid.
“The day of our last meeting when I said I needed to remain focused. I was trying to confess to you.” see!! who confesses like this??? only stupid boys. i get it. jay is just a book smart. what if before y/n noona he only saw human body in med books😱😱 he’s nerd after all.
“When I said if I get more than 7.5, I was going to say I wanted to eat you out.” top5 phrases to ruin the mood.
why he’s teasing her!?!?! why he’s teasing us?!/!/! please just fuck her already with your huge and thick and beautiful (i just know it) dick!!
“Tell me if it’s okay to move,” he whispered ever so gently before kissing your nose. but a point to him waiting till yn adjusts.🥹
Your hand was looking a little lonely, so he took it and intertwined his fingers with yours. fhfghfg “your hand looks heavy. can i hold it for you?”🤓
“So, what are we?” You asked in the most straightforward manner. TOP1 PHRASE TO RUIN THE MOOD.
GIRL I REREAD THE REWARD FOR THE THIRD TIME AND ITS 6 AM I DIDNT GET ANY SLEEP IM OVERWHELMED BYE
I read this review three times already and it's hilarious every time omg not you DRAGGING jay and literally calling him book smart, brave and a pussy in the same sentence, stupid and smart in the same sentence I AM CACKLING
glad you think it's wild because that means I achieved something... this is still by far my favorite one shot i have ever written for jay!
#by far best feedback too!#more like because none gave lengthy feedback lol#and i oop#nanaanswers#nana smile file#nanafeedbacks#fic: the reward#from.eva#p.s. if anyone is looking for an online IELTS tutor i actually AM one
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“I feel like i cant breathe when i’m around you.” + ant!
[lip bite emoji] ant & his dad angst
tw for emotional abuse & physical abuse
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Ant's mother's birthday was always hard to get through. Both his and his father's grief threatened to swallow them whole, and the house became a vacuum for negativity.
But it was the one day of the year his father decided not to kick the crap out of him, so silver linings.
They were in the living room eating the horrible store bought birthday cake she adored, watching some movie Ant had never heard of but his father swore was her favorite. It was in black and white, and he was pretty sure it was about a murder, but he couldn't tell and he wasn't going to ask.
All things considered, it was a pretty good day.
Until Ant fucked it up.
His dad reached out for something, probably the remote that was on the coffee table, and Ant flinched, holding his breath, waiting for him to strike.
Quietly, voice hard, his dad asked, "What was that?"
"Nothing," Ant replied, quickly looking back to his cake. "Sorry."
"That wasn't nothing, Anthony," his dad said. He threw his plate full of half eaten cake onto the table. Icing jumped off of it, splattering pink onto the knee of Ant's jeans. "C'mon, man up. What was that? Did you think I was going to hit you for no reason?"
Ant bit back the remark that he rarely ever needed a reason to hit him. "It wasn't anything. I'm sorry. It's just.. Sometimes I feel like I cant breathe when i’m around you.”
His father planted his feet firmly on the floor and Ant braced himself. Even though he’d been hit before and would be hit again, was more than familiar with the sting of a palm to his cheek or a punch to the gut, he still found himself thinking Please don’t hit me, please don’t hit me, pleasepleaseplease.
Instead, his father clapped him on the shoulder, making him jump.
"Why do you feel like that?" he asked. It was a fucking catch twenty-two. He was fucked no matter how he answered. Whether he answered or not.
Ant shrugged, looking away from him. "I don't know."
"You must know or you wouldn't feel that way. C'mon, Anthony, be a man. Speak your mind."
It was a taunt. A trap.
For a very brief moment, Ant hated him. He knew he probably should've, but he could never bring himself to hate his father. How do you hate the person who raised you, the person who made you who you are?
"I don't know. I don't."
A woman was being murdered on TV, being stabbed through the shower curtains. Ant couldn't tear his eyes away because that meant looking at his father. If he looked at his father, then he'd win.
In the end, it didn't matter.
His father grabbed him by his hair, forcing him to look at him. Ant bit his tongue to hide his wince.
"Answer me, god damn it!" he barked. That was the only way to describe it. It wasn’t a shout, but the word flying out of his mouth and stabbing Ant’s heart.
"Because you're going to hurt me!" Ant said automatically, without permission from his brain.
His father froze for just a moment, and guilt flashed in his eye before it was gone. Much quieter, but not any softer, he said, “I only hurt you when you deserve it. Because you deserve it. Maybe if you could follow simple fucking instructions and had some respect you wouldn’t get hurt so often, huh? Ever think of that?”
Ant didn’t reply, focusing too hard on trying not to cry. Things would get way worse if he cried. It always did.
His father let go of his hair, practically throwing him off of the couch. “Clean up this fuckin’ cake.” He got to his feet and walked out of the room, but not before standing in the doorway and stating, “Congrats, you ruined your mother’s birthday. Hope you’re happy.”
Ant had to sit there in silence, watching the old black and white movie with teary eyes, before he could bring himself to clean up the mess.
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my thoughts watching the john adams series as i eat an uncomfortable amount of granola: dont tread on me 🥶🥶🥶
“you are here now 🥰 and you are safe 🥹” “uh… *leaves*”
1777 is my favorite year of the revolution tho, it was so slay ngl (totally not saying this just for von steuban)
i think john and abigail adams is good example of 18th century gender roles, where the man’s job was politics in government and the woman’s was politics in the community like social standing and all that. however it must be acknowledged that there was tension between them over these roles bc of how often john was away, which was kind of abnormal, likely bc john played so many diplomatic roles, much more than other men
“if i were a man, id be in the field of battle” idk why this made me sob. abigail knows so much about the war and what the soldiers go through, but she can only act vicariously through her husband, when this implies she really wants to do more ☹️☹️☹️☹️
IM ADDING LIKE 15 CHARLES ABUSE POINTS FOR THE SCENE WHERE JOHN AND JOHN QUINCY LEAVE BC FUCKING OWWWW charles abuse 1-15
john adams: VOMITING - john quincy: tu es 🥳 il est 🫣 elle est 🤨 je suis 🥶
omg the naval fight scene FUCKED ME UP the first time i watched it. i was like “omg his leg- OMG HIS L E G-“ and my dad was like “yeah thats what happened when you get SHOT DIRECTLY IN THE LEG WITH A CANNON”
ik this guy is having his leg chopped off and all but im just like “omg a good representation of 18th century medicine 🥰”
so uh… anyone want a granola bar?
OMG PARIS PARIS PARIS DHWJWHWJ they did it so well every time i see a scene in paris i piss my pants /pos (tmi but its that good)
bro who even liked ben franklin??? everyone who worked closely with him seemed to hate him or just tolerate him. like he’s funny, but damn bro. then again, the people i have in mind aren’t known for getting along with others, so maybe its that
i hate rich people but 1770s french aristocratic fashion… 🥵 (IM KIDDING IM SORRY DJSBWJWBWN)
“how is your french?” “uh… oh pas très bon…” “ah, that is easily remedied. you must either attend the theater or take a mistress” “DOCTOR FRANKLIN-“ me asf
im so shit at french, i cant even make fun of john
the whole quote john says about “i must study politics and war so my sons can study philosophy and shit so their sons can study music and whatever” is actually pretty dope. good one johnny
“he’s worked it all out” LMFAO I LOVE THAT GUY
OMG ITS LITTLE BABY LOUIS MY LITTLE MEOW MEOW omg you cant tell me he’s not ace, he’s literally wearing purple
he’s fr me tho like. “hello dr franklin!!! you have sex!!!! weird!!!! hello other guy!!!! …😐😑😐 you don’t speak french??? 🤨 not a word??? 😕… HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA bye *flutters away*”
is that vergennes? if its vergennes i’ll shit myself rn to fully understand what its like to be an absolute BABY
BEAT HIS ASS FRANKLIN BEAT HIS ASS
oh it was vergennes. i guess im going to have to shit myself. (i fucking hate vergennes so much he’s so annoying)
string quartet 🥺
D’ESTAING????? OMG LITTLE SCRUNGLY JEJEHWWBJ such a flirt too like bro keep it in your pants
who is this other guy?? who is he. he looks like my uncle. wait is that. who is the doctor. he’s a doctor. the bloodletting guy, he’s related to the schuylers. the surgeon general who is he. HELP ME WHO IS HE????
john quincy is smarter than his dad at like 12, i’ll give him that, but what is that haircut 🤨🤨🤨
OH NO OH NO ADAMS DONT GO IN THERE NO ADAMS FRANKLINS NAKEY DONT GO IN THERE NO DONT DO IT PLS STOP PLS NO JOHN NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO hes dead
“i have been left kicking and writhing in the myre” you’re what 🤨
he’s right about franklin tho, he’s a shit legislator
child abuse 1: verbal abuse @ nabby who never did anything wrong.
fr tho john is being highkey negligent of his family at home like. bro you don’t have to write to your wife about politics???? just tell her you’re okay tf, she’s worried. this pisses me off as someone with a dad who couldn’t see me all the time for his work and still went out of his way to be there. so yeah, fuck you, john. fuck. you
oh god the netherlands negotiations 😒 its so painful to watch
also the dutch architecture slaps just as much as the french
“*CHOKING AND DYING*” “are you will” “*STILL CHOKING* im fine” 🤨
YAAAS SLANDER HIM FRANKLIN SLANDER HIM!!! 🤩😌😊😊🤪🥰😒🥰😜🥸😊😊🤩🙂🤪😜😒🤨
“..do you mean… have i failed here as well?” yeah, actually.
child abuse 2: sending j.q to russia when he doesn’t want to and also with that bitchass haircut
was that a duty and inclination reference 😨
#john adams#john adams series#historical drama#EW BLOODLETTING IM GONNA FUCKING VOMIT I CANNOT WITH THIS SHIT JDHDKS
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I made a punch out oc to represent ME not an oc so like meet this bitch
I recolored one of my other oc’s
This whores known around the boxing area as ‘Mini Aran but sleepy and wants to die/Mini Aran’ or as fans know them as ‘Entity’ but their name is Cherry flamenco,Don’s younger sister. She’s a boxer in the same circuit as her brother but she’s the first fighter. Cherry is the same age as little Mac so she has to balance out work and school. She uses cuss words like ‘bitch,fucker,shit face,dumb bitch,whore,hoe,etc’ as nicknames because she doesn’t know how to show emotions. She’s both introverted and extroverted person just depends.
She has ADHD and has a fucking pocket knife. Her idols are Soda and Aran. She’s known as Mini Aran because she’s as chaotic as him and also she cheats by putting chains in then(she has bandages and gloves on so she doesn’t hurt herself even though she did it to herself) they way to stop her is to hit her in the face then stomach which throws her off her balance. She’s a mix speaker so she’ll speak Spanish and English.
After Mac fought her they laughed at it because they were best friends and always fight as a joke so this just made their friendship stronger. Cherry is genderfluid(he/him mostly he but she is okay) and unlabeled for their sexuality also whenever he’s nervous he’ll scratch his wrist or neck or look at the exits or try and distract himself and also sometimes cherry speaks in third person
Intro - “Why the fuck am I here?” - Spanish
Fighting - “KEEP YOUR EYES ON ME LITTLE BITCH!” “Such waste of time that I could be spending sleeping” - mix of English and Spanish and when sitting out. “IM JUST GETTING STARTED!!” “WHAT CANT KEEP UP!? WE ARE JUST GETTING STARTED!” - Spanish” “Ugh…I’m getting sick I think. My stomach hurts…” - sitting out and mixture of Spanish and English.
Title defense: so he barely speaks in this mode like he has 3 voice lines and two of them are sitting out! “I’M NOT GIVING UP THAT EASILY YOU BITCH!” “I’m here! Wait never mind I’m here now!” -Spanish “He’s going down! You won’t make a foul of yourself again cherry!” “The world sounds muffled”
She hates macho man but in the way you hate your brother. You’ll also find them asleep in the most oddest place.
I love this bitch
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Archon Quest: Chapter III: Act V: Akasha Pulses, the Kalpa Flame Rises
EVERY FUCKING TIME
HAD A COMMISION IN AARU VILLAGE
AND THE ARCHON QUEST STARTED
Anyway,
Listen Candace…
You saying that makes me think that I have to throw hands
Damn without me
No loyalty…
Oh you know, just farming for the false god for when he becomes a playable character
Damn I just don’t know shit
Oh the next what?
Jnagaebha Day?
Also Candace can’t you literally see into the future?
I don’t have you (and a few other 4*), but wasn’t that your thing?
HIGHKEY WHY IS SHE EVEN HERE THEN DAWG
Candace has been pushed to the side since she’s got here
Hate to see it
Bro I’ve literally fought a dragon, god and Archon.
I got this.
WELL
DON’T BULLY HIM LIKE THAT, PAIMON
He kinda spittin
The maff is maffin
WHAT
ALHAITHAM WERE YOU NOT THERE WHEN WE SAW GREATER LORD RUKKHADEVATA BECOME LESSER LORD KUSANALI
Oh Canned Knowlege…
Is that a…
Okay so this is so crazy but
I was watching 28 Days Haunted on Netflix
And this guy was using something called a God Helmet
And this thing looks kinda similar…
What the hell is going on
WAIT
ARE WE BOUT TO MANIFEST THIS
INTO EXISTENCE???
UM
YOU KINDA
YOU KINDA UM
LOOKS AT PAIMON
Yeah…sounds like Alhaitham
It all worked out in the end
Ah! Back to the plan I never heard
NOT PAIMON BEING A CONSTRUCT
Makes sense tho because literally what is she
HER FUCKING EYES
UGH NOT ANOTHER TIME SKIP
Woah
Woah
Woah
Very close?
Damn.
Some of y’all stay winning.
Oh shit what you get
Deyha please
You’re making me blush
GOD DAMN IT
LOOKING FOR YOU???
Damn he must have figured out that Haypasia was able to connect with Scaramouche
TELL HIS ASS
He was asking you to be polite,
he never said he wasn’t just gonna snatch her ass
?????
Well, well, well
THEY BETTER NOT BE TAKING MY MANS VIKTOR
Just how many strands does this man have…
What the fuck just happened
WHAT THE FUCK
BITCH
SCARAMOUCHE JUMPSCARE
WHAT THE FUCK
PAIMON SHUT THE FUCK UP
Bro
Not only did I fight Ei
But the Raiden Shogun who was stronger than her
OH FINNA GET HIS ASS
DAMN GOT HIS ASS
GIRL
“...Who was behind it?” He asks.
I swear to god
Lumine you better actually speak
…
???????????
Fuck it.
Let’s go save a god
What did you mean by that, Alhaitham
That’s fucked up
At this point,
As much as they claim that they “miss” Greater Lord Rukkhadevata
They probably were always going to try to overthrow her in the end
Bro define contributions
GOD DAMNIT
These mfers just talkin
BROOOOOOO
OOOOOOO
THIS IS FAKE
This man a fucking actor
We just stood here too
Also why are we wearing our Akashas
OOOOOOOOOOO
HE JUST PLACED OUR KNOWLEDGE CAPSULE ON THERE
Ooo that’s why we’re wearing our Akashas again
OMG LUMINE
YOU SPOKE
WHO THE FUCK IS THIS
IS IT HER
HER AS GREATER LORD RUKKHADEVATA
ALSO KNOWN AS
HERSELF
I AM NOW NILOU
HERE IT GOES BESTIES
WAIT
WHAT
WHAT IS THIS
ISAK
Did I just do that perfectly?
I JUST DID THAT PERFECTLY
DAMNIT NO DEHYA GAMEPLAY
Cyno go head and kill him
NO CYNO GAMEPLAY EITHER
YEAH LET US OUT
Oh baby it's bout to get weird
We still have to deal with The Balladeer
Sounds like a good time for me to take a break.
And I’m back.
What the fuck is this
Let’s fucking go
Lumine (Dendro), Fischl, Barbara and Raiden Shogun.
Buer…
Who are you now then
Ah
Shouki no Kuni, Everlasting Lord of Arcane Wisdom
No no no
I want to hear it.
Shout to Raiden Shogun's burst killing him
OH THERE’S A PART TWO
SHOULDA KNOWN
WAS WONDERING ABOUT WHERE HIS LEGS WERE
OH I COULDN'T”T DO ANYTHING ON PURPOSE
GET HIS ASS LUMINE
NAHIDA
WHAT THE FUCK
SHE JUST PULLED AN ITACHI
GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME
DON’T FUCKINGF TOUCH ME
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
PERIODT
ITS A FUCKING GUN NOW
AYOOOO
WE’RE A SAGE NOW
DAMN I GOT HIT WITH THE ULT BUT UH
IS RAIDEN DYING BY HIS ULT A FUCKING ACHIVEMENT?????
I CANT CHECK NOW BUT
??????
ION WHAT JUST HAPPENED
ILL BE REAL
Is Lumine even a human…
DANN
NOT Y’ALL LEAVING HIM THERE LIKE THAT
GOOD GOD
I mean it kinda would make sense that it would be polluted due to Nahdia’s own thoughts about herself…
But ion
Okay so both the fall of the Desert and Khaenri’ah and probably Enkanomiya
Was all due to “forbidden knowledge”
Which
That’s probably knowledge of Celestia…
“...world…forget me…”
Could she have meant the forbidden knowledge?
A ship?
The Boat of Consciousness?
WHAT THE HELL IS THAT
Oh wait
Is that supposed to be like the Moon covering the Sun?
The new samsara?
This is insane.
They’re not the same person but also kinda sorta are.
Girl,
My head hurts.
WHAT
WAIT
I WASN’T EXPECTING THIS KIND OF LORE
Okay of the seven, everyone but she was sent to Khaenri’ah
She was instead sent to protect Irminsul
Forbidden Knowledge: A knowledge that doesn’t belong to the world fo Teyvat, and a form of “truth” that can’t be understood.
…Lumine and Aether aren’t from this world…
It came from the bottom of the Abyss… and the world is rejecting it…
Teyvat would collapse…
Bro what the fuck
“Let the world completely forget me.”
Some shit’s about to go down
CAN NAHIDA GET A FUCKING BREAK
I’m crying besties
She doesn’t remember…
But Lumine remembered
Because she is not from this world
Which means…
What the fuck
WHO WAS THAT
NAH NAH NAH
YOU BITCH
I FUCKEN KNEW IT
Here we go
Time to hand over some Gnoses
WHAT
HELLO
NAHIDA
DESTROY THE GNOSIS AND AWAKEN WHO???
WHAT
THE GNOSES ARE THE SYMBOL OF THEIR CONTROL OVER TEYVAT AND ALL ITS “LAWS”
Wait why am I yelling, I knew that already lol
OH?
WELL
WAIT
FUCK
HE
HE’S FUCKING
HE’S FUCKING XEHANORT
If you haven’t played Kingdom Hearts, you might want to get on that.
??????????????
THE GIRLIES ARE FIGHTING
They did not want to go down
Damn she’s only 500 years old and even she doesn’t care about her Gnosis
GIRL
AAAAAAA
IM PUNCHING THE FUCKING AIR BITCH
YOU HAD TO FUCKING BE THERE
THE UNRECONCILED STARS EVENT
YOU HAD TO FUCKING BE THERE
Damn be sleep for days
WHAT
WE’RE BACK AT THE BEGINNING???
Okay nevermind
C6 Dendro Traveler
Oh yeah
The Eleazar was cured!
I reacted to it
But it was lost in the screaming lol
Oh he fucking sounded disgusted ask;k;lksdsakda;
“Alhaitham? A sage? Ugh”
The girls are truly fighting
DUNYARZAD
SETARIA????
Damn Cyno, don’t sound so excited to see me
DON’T Y’ALL DARE
Okay,
So this lines up with what we saw in the desert.
Nodding off…?
WELL
WELL
WELL
LOOK WHO IT IS
Oh
Girl I thought you were Scara
Where the hell is Scara
WHERE IS HE
WHERE THE HELL IS HE
…
The Greater Lord was trying not to create a paradox but
Would the Traveler be considered a paradox now, since they have this knowledge
Damn
WAIT
Nahida when the hell did we tell you about that encounter
The encounter with the Heavenly Principles
Okay…if this is currently it with The Balladeer
He’s in a coma
Then…how the hell did we get to him getting a Vision, in Sumeru, and it being Anemo, being seen by Venti (and other things)?
Oh…Oh she’s got a unique personality?
YOU HAVE KNOWLEDGE ABOUT MY BROTHER
…I guess that makes sense…since he’s been awake longer…
WHAT
WAIT
WHAT
HE BELONGS TO TEYVAT
NAH NAH NAH NAH
CELESTIA GET YO FUNKY ASS DOWN HERE
Okay wait…
Yes, the twins appeared in Khaenri’ah during its destruction
But that was together, right?
Unless…
Some fucky wucky is going on
A WHAT
WHAT THE FUCK IS A DESCENDER
Okay, external beings that don't belong to this world, okay
FOURTH?????
AND AETHER ISN’T ONE OF THEM
Oh?
The first could have been The Heavenly Principle…
Aren’t there two others who kinda sorta stand with the Heavenly Principles…
Hmmm ion head hurty
See y’all next update lol
HEAD NO LONGER HURTY
ITS THE NEXT DAY AND I REMEMBERED BITCH
THE FOUR SHADES
GIRL IM FUCKING LOSING IT
It’s Daylight Savings and I’m fucking awake.
The four shades is irrelevant I think lol
But! It was what I was thinking about.
I do think that The Primordial One was the first tho.
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