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raitonsfw · 5 months

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𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜.

navigation: about me. m.list. taglist form. kofi.

fandoms i will write for:

bungou stray dogs.

my hero academia.

attack on titan.

jujutsu kaisen.

demon slayer.

danganronpa.

black butler.

trigun.

characters i will write for:

bsd: osamu dazai. chūya nakahara. fyodor dostoevsky. nikolai gogol. sigma. ryūnosuke akutagawa. ranpo edogawa. edgar allan poe. atsushi nakajima.

mha: tomura shigaraki. tōya todoroki (dabi). keigo takami (hawks). kai chisaki (overhaul). shōta aizawa (eraserhead). tamaki amajiki (suneater).

aot: levi ackerman. eren jaeger. hange zoë. reiner braun. armin arlert. porco galliard.

jjk: satoru gojo. suguru geto. ryōmen sukuna. chōsō kamo. yūta okkotsu. fushiguro toji. nanami kento. mahito. higuruma hiromi. kashimo hajime.

ds: obanai iguro. tengen uzui. giyū tomioka. kyōjurō rengoku. muzan kibutsuji. akaza. douma.

dr: nagito komaeda. hajime hinata. izuru kamukura. makoto naegi. junko enoshima. mikan tsumiki.

bb: sebastian michaelis. undertaker. gregory violet. edgar redmond.

t-gun: vash the stampede. millions knives. nicholas d. wolfwood.

general rules:

yes; character x fem!reader. headcanons. sfw. nsfw. threesomes. sub/dom undertones. breeding kink. mommy kink. pegging/strap ons. sex toys in general.

dark content such as aphrodisiacs, cheating, degradation, blood play, corruption kink, yandere themes.

fantasy themes (faerie, mermaid, etc) and canon plot (ie, mha; quirk. bsd; ability. jjk; technique/sukuna's true form. dr; ultimate/talent. ds; breathing styles/demon blood art.)

no; incest. non-con. pedophilia. vore. watersports/scat. weight/body image. pet play. age regression. daddy kink. aged up minors.

maybe; omegaverse (specifically for atsushi and keigo).

general notes; hange zoë will be written afab with they/them pronouns. makoto naegi will be written as strictly submissive. junko enoshima, mikan tsumiki, & nagito komaeda i am willing to write male!reader for.

when requesting, please do include whether it is nsfw/sfw and afab!/gn!/amab! and a lil summary of what'd you like. if including multiple characters, please state which ones from that certain fandom.

i also will write in a last name-honorific format (ie; Dazai-san, Komaeda-kun, Aizawa-sensei (or just sensei), -sama/-chan/-senpai) if you guys prefer that in your request! Just let me know in said request and which honorifics you'd like.

also let me know if there's a specific nick/pet name you'd like for your character. (ie; fedya for fyodor, kolya for nikolai... i won't write the two with these names unless its specifically a fyolai x reader or if you ask for these names.)

keep in mind i write what excites/intrigues me; i need to be super into said request and sometimes my mind doesn't want to cooperate. if i feel as i can't get out the absolute best piece for that certain request, it'll just be a bit shorter than normal. i apologize in advance.

that being said, please give me around two days to a month to get to your request. i promise i am writing them, i just get distracted by life as we all do. as much as i'd like to be chronically online, sadly i am an adult who actually needs to adult.

my requested works vary with word counts, usually 800ish - 8k. anything specifically over 8k - 15k, i would ask you to please visit my ko-fi and commission me for a small amount of money. (still setting it up whoopsie)

i also have other commission requests i will accept (such as oc write ins, rewritten canon scenes with your choice of y/n reader or not, & character's i do not currently write from my listed fandoms including aged up minors).

i do NOT write for character x character works on this blog. i have another blog for that, @raitoclouds!

feel free to ask if anything confuses you!

requests are closed. current request count: ~3.

some other things to note:

i properly tag my main writing posts, but i do not tag my thirsts. (including my taglist, which is specifically for my main writing posts)

i do have the right to refuse a request as i see fit. it's nothing personal, sometimes i'm just not suited for that specific request within my writing. (i do try to write almost every one i get only because i'm determined to expand my writing limits so this is a rare occurence)

i'm a very socially awkward person and am sometimes not good with words (ironic hehe) so if i sound a bit out of sorts when answering an ask, that's why.

feel free to send me an ask with recs! (other people or your own works) i adore reading just as much as i enjoy writing. 🥰

also you are allowed to create fanart of my works if you'd like!

#𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚟𝚒 ⚲#𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠 ✰

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lumilasi · 9 months

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Did a major story change for him, also I initially meant to adjust the wolfman design I made for him as part of the Spooktober challenge, but I decided I liked it as is after all. BOY did his backstory get even more sad....I promise I have characters who have happier stories too with no trauma or drama lol

(For the hair note with the cafe uniform - I was simply too out of motivation to also draw his tied up hair for that one lol)

Roman's bio below:

Name: Roman Bosco

Nicknames: Lupo (means wolf) was his Mob alias, he also gets called "inu-san" by his gf's boss' two younger kids. Sometimes Claude calls him "pooch" as a playful insult. He was also called Mutt by his dad and his gang, a term meant as an insult. Mihail sometimes still ends up using it, but he is trying to learn away from that habit; Even if he means it neutrally, Roman still tends to take it badly (even when he knows Mihail doesn't mean it as an insult like the others did)

Age: ~30, estimating a Grimmhound's exact age is difficult typically and they tend to forget it themselves.

Height: 182 cm

Family: A lycan hunter mother who succumbed to the curse herself/Grimmhound gang head father, who was killed by Mihail sometime after Roman left his dad's group.

Friends: Sebastian Kravchenko (A wyvern), Laurent Delune (A sea serpent) Claude Faylune (Tiger butterfly fairy/His gf's coworker) Yuuji Yoma (His boss/GF's uncle) Mihail Câine (Grimmhound, a former member of the same pack Roman was in initially)

Love interest: Avane Faydream (A mantis fairy)

Rival: Claude & him often bicker and have playfights that Roman doesn't take seriously (he'd probably kill Claude or hurt him badly if he did, something Claude doesn't always fully appreciate, until he sees him fight for real....)

A former mafia bodyguard forced to work under a young mob head, now works in the cafeteria owned by his beloved's uncle.

Abilities:

Regeneration: His kind regenerate most injuries insanely fast, and are generally among the most durable land-dwelling beast types outside non-flying drakes. He's also mostly immune to getting shot, apart from silver bullets; his Lycan heritage makes him vulnerable to those.

Transformation: He has two forms; A beast form where he's part wolf part man, and a full black dog form the size of a bear. He is insanely fast, stealthy and durable in these forms, with the werewolf form being more agile, and the full hound form being stronger. Also, since his hound form is more fluff and less shadows like typical grimmhounds, he's a very good space heater during cold days once you get past how intimidating he looks. (Ask Ava she knows)

Bite force/claws: He has very strong bite force and can actually tear people's throats open even in human form. His claws can also be used to easily cut limbs off and damage metal.

Keen senses: Being a predator type of beast, his sense of smell is about as accurate as you'd expect from a trained bloodhound, he also has excellent night vision, and can pick up the faintest of sounds from hundreds of meters away. Also he's generally just very aware of his surroundings. (This can be useful at work as he can tell if something is gonna burn before it does/he will sense if something easily breakable is about to fall and catch it)

human weaponry: having lived with humans and used a lot of their weapons, he is very good hand-to-hand combatant and fairly good with knives and firearms

Full moon boost: Because of his Lycan heritage, Roman's strength gets a boost during the full moon, and he tends to be near invulnerable that night.

Weaknesses:

Because of his past with the mob, Roman isn't keen on people sneaking up on him/approaching him from behind without warning. He might attack anyone careless enough to do this out of a reflex even now. He also generally still has a bad habit of trying to solve hostile situations with violence, something his friends and girlfriend are helping him to work on.

Loud sudden noises do make him tense as he associates them with gunshots, so he's not fond of explosive magic, or firework including celebrations.

He's afraid of dolls, because he associates them with the memory of his mother transforming and being killed by hunters; when she transformed she broke some porcelain dolls she'd been collecting, and that memory got stuck in his brain vividly, making him uneasy around them.

He's somewhat self-conscious of how scary he can come off to people just for being what he is, and tends to get pretty upset over scaring someone, to the point he'll avoid the person like plague for a while (even if they'd forgiven him/understand he didn't mean to do so)

Due to his werewolf heritage, silver bullets can harm him where normal bullets can't. They just don't instantly kill him like they would a full-blood werewolf, but they are the only type that can actually pierce into his body. He's also allergic to silver more human-style, and gets itchy skin and even hives form it.

Personality:

At first glance - once you get past the general spooky vibes of Grimmhounds - Roman is fairly laid back and relaxed guy, who likes helping people out in any way he can. He even helps kids/teens who visit the cafe with their homework if they ask for it.

Because of his past, he tends to be extremely loving and attentive with his girlfriend, wanting to make sure things don't turn out as bad as they did with his boss/subconsciously still feeling like he's not worth her love. He's also a trustworthy friend, willing to drop anything to help any of them out if needed, though he still has the tendency to go a bit too hard in a fight/he tends to be overtly hostile towards people arguing with his friends. (and one of his friends is a wyvern, a being KNOWN for having a bad temper. if Sebastian says he's going overboard, its bad)

He's the type to be content and amazed by life's small things after everything he's gone through, like a butterfly landing on his hand or seeing his girlfriend laugh. He also sometimes likes to wander off on his own, just to enjoy his freedom of not being forced to stay close to someone. He's also not afraid to act a little goofy, especially around kids as that makes him seem less scary to them.

BG STORY:

Roman was born to a human woman & Grimmhound in a secret affair. His father fucked off, and neither were aware that his mother actually had a Lycan infection, as she had been bitten by a werewolf sometime before his parents met. She just happened to come from a hunter lineage, so she had a level of immunity against it.

When Roman was born, his mother was forced to flee her family, because they thought he was born a monster and wanted to kill the baby. They remained hidden for couple of years, until the strain from the stress of it all weakened her enough that the Lycan curse could spread. She transformed eventually, managing to have enough sense to flee before she hurt her child. She was eventually killed by her family. Upon finding the boy they initially thought he was the one who turned her, until someone who knew the truth reveals to them, that she'd been bit long ago, and had just been able to suppress the curse until now.

They choose to let the boy live for her memory, and instead find his father, bringing the boy to him in Romania. Unfortunately, since he was not a full Grimm but a "mutt" as they called him, Roman was treated rather badly by the whole clan, eventually driven away because he was seen as too weak. He returned to Italy, his mother's homeland as he didn't know what else to do.

Roman ended up working for a mobster because his men ended up picking a fight with him, which they lost obviously. Impressed by his strength - and aware of his true nature - the mobster hires him as his personal guard. At first their casual relationship was fine, but soon the head started to act more and more controlling/possessive, to the point of cursing him with a seal that wouldn't let him leave. Roman was stuck as "Lupo" for years, until he met a young Fae woman, Avane, whose father was having dealings with the mob. She agreed to give him a way out of his current, horrible life if he helped her to steal something from his boss. Much to his surprise, she kept her promise and even helped him set up his new life in a new world, something Roman never expected anyone would do to him. Then again, the only people that had ever shown him kindness so far, had been his mother and some of the women in that Romanian town...

Fun Facts

He calls Ava "Doll" both to try and associate the term with something more positive, rather than the memory of his mother's horrible death.

He's really intimidated by Ava's father, given he did try to kill him during their first meeting, thinking he was a full blood werewolf. (Kenzo has biases towards them given a werewolf tried to murder his wife and Ava when the latter was a toddler)

He has mixed feelings about his past boss, given he is aware the young mobster had feelings for him, but also the way he was handling them was highly toxic and problematic, such as the controlling curse tattoo he'd put on Roman

Roman was initially very afraid of Mihail once they met again, as while Mihail never personally bullied him or treated him badly - he basically ignored his existence - the other Grimm was one of the strongest of the pack, so Roman was naturally scared of him. This fear did ease once they became friends later.

Roman doesn't like people calling him "Lupo," except for Ava; either she uses it to get him to listen if he's being a moron, or because he likes to have her boss him around during sex/morning after. Getting to this point did take some time though, given his massive struggle with trusting people.

Roman is Bi, he actually developed a crush on Ava from their very first meeting, but he kept ignoring it out of respect for her (and fear towards Kenzo) until everyone could basically tell, including Ava who'd started to like him back the same way.

Yuuji was in fact the one who coaxed him to ask her out, reassuring him Kenzo wasn't going to ask his right hand woman to snipe him in his sleep.

He likes to sing duets with Ava in karaoke, though only if the people with them are those he trusts/isn't intimidated by. Mainly meaning his friends and Ava's friend Taiga (they often just go alone on dates)

He has a brotherly relationship with a young kid named Marco, who also speaks Italian as his native, and is the friend of Ichirou, who is the son of Ava's boss.

He and Claude developed kind of a playful rivalry due to Claude initially being kind of protective over his friend. Claude is one of the very few people that can actually sneak up on him without triggering a violent reaction. (other people being Ava of course, and Laurent & Sebastian)

He tends to not speak that much, again a habit he learned from his past experiences where his words apparently didn't matter. He sometimes just forgets to talk and needs to be asked to get him to actively engage in a conversation in a larger group. He's also actively working on understanding that now, with the people he's surrounded by, his thoughts and feelings DO matter.

In his wolfman form he has patches with no fur, but in his full hound form he is covered in fur, the patchy parts just are brown rather than black.

#artists on tumblr #digital art #illustration #oc reference #oc ref sheet #grimmhound #folklore inspired #lumi's art scribbles #lumi's chaotic creations #night city parlor #Roman Bosco #dogboy #my oc #oc bio

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davidshawnsown · 13 days

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Chilean Army 1st Cav Regt (Grenadiers)

Part of my Ukrainian War Universe

IMU the tensions in Peru and the ongoing armed forces modernization in Argentina under Millei, as well as Bolivian threats to the north and a growing pivot to BRICS, would lead to a renewed expansion of the Chilean Armed Forces planned under the final months of the late Sebastian Pinera presidency and now starting to bear fruit under Gabriel Boric who was the only leftist leader in South America to speak out in support of Ukraine to counteract all these especially given the leftist attitudes in Peru against the rightist presidency of the past years especially in the country's south.

IRL it is a one squadron/battalion (termed Group) regiment that maintains traditions of the Chilean Army cavalry and its a mainly mounted formation that for nearly two centuries, off an on, has provided the mounted travelling escort to the presidency and in wartime is operationally controlled by the 3rd Mountain Division. It also provides guards of honor for state visits. It reports as part of the Santiago Garrison Command alongside the 1st MP Regiment.

IMU such a commitment would allow thus the regiment to have a mixed role as both presidential guard and as a combat formation with two out of its 8 squadrons - the seventh being the training squadron OPCON under the Equestrian School in Quilotta's Camp San Isidro and the 8th being the dismounted honors squadron that provides dismounted public duties in the capital - being mounted ceremonial cavalry and the 3rd being mountain recon that in wartime is a part of the 3rd Division alongside the other two. All of the groups have a conscript company in keeping with the Chilean practice of conscription in the armed forces (the 4th armored group has two). The three mounted groups also have a veternary unit.

The Honors Group also hosts the Cuadro Negro exhibition team - a formation IMU mixed with personnel of the 3rd Cavalry Regiment in the 4th Division, since it is where it had been originated.

The 1st Group also hosts a vehicle company, motorbike company to provide force multipliers to the Carabineros in presidential events and a coach squadron which takes care of the presidential horse drawn coaches and the presidential cars.

Unlike the lancers IRL, each of the ceremonial mounted squadrons are organized as lancers and dragoons/mounted rifles to mirror the historical Chilean cavalry of years goneby. The mounted recon squadons of 3rd Group are trained as combat soldiers only - while the 2 other groups are trained in both combat operations and ceremonial roles, alongside the Horse Artillery Group of the Tacna Regiment - IMU a regimental OPCON unit in ceremonial events only due to its use of horses.

The regiment's other combat capabilities are 4 armoured groups - 2 armored and 1 cavalry and mechanized infantry each in support of elements of the 2nd Infantry Division (Mot) and the Santiago Garrison Command. The 1st Armored Group, which uses MBTs, operates M60s and Leopard 1s, the 2nd is a light formation armed with M10 Bookers, the 3rd is an armored cav unit with Marder 2s and the nationally produced MOWAG Piranhas via FAMAE which performs recon and light attack roles and the 4th is the largest of the groups performing mechanized infantry roles in a mix of IFVs and APCs in support of the cavalry and armor, with the M3 Bradley, M59s, Marder 2s and the Centauros in assault gun role also to provide support to the combat elements of the 2nd Division's two BCTs.

@lukeexplorer

#orbat boys #fantasy orbat #fictional orbat #order of battle #orbatboys

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kumoriyami-xiuzhen · 8 months

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Morimyu Op.5 bingo

In the Save our Twisted Hearts Discord group, we put together a list of bingo prompts for anyone watching Op.5 if anyone is interested in playing Bingo.

Cards should be 5x5 with one free space... and if you do score a bingo, you have to do something Morimyu-related (not mandatory since this is just for fun!). Bonus if you include each actor/character on your card at least once!

List:

William doesn't throw his cigarette butt away

Sherlock tries to stop William from leaving 221b

Shogo cries during a performance

Billy will be played by Yuma kun

Billy shows up

Ryo and Shogo recreate the alternate volume 14 cover (backstage/ on stage)

Fujita Rei visits

Arterton's actor visits

Teruma visits

Ryotaro Akazawa visits

Lestrade's actor makes silly videos again

Louis gets a solo but he's singing to Sherlock begging him to save William

Louis and Fred duet

Albert and Sebastian duet

Sherlock and Mycroft duet

Bond contacts Sherlock somehow… about William?

Gregson gets knocked out. hopefully.

Albert has a solo directed towards William again

Fred tries to convince Moran to stop William from dying

Mycroft and Albert duet

melody similar to the one from the Durham date, when William and Sherlock are just talking about the Lord of Crime plays

Nishimori-san and Tadasuke san will be on curtain call of the final stage

non sherliam hugs on stage

Shogo cries during the bridge scene

the MtP theme isn't the finale song for op.5

Bridge part in the opening will be sung by Liam and Sherly

Bond and Hudson interaction?

Moran solo or duet with Louis during bridge scene.

Rooftop scene with Sherliam duet in last act

recreation of light novel/the remains covers

Albert solo takes place while he burns down the mansion

Instead of cracking the glass of the family photo Albert will throw it in the fire or rip it

The fall is Ryo/Shogo moving or dancing normally on stage, but the background is projected upside down

The letter is a Shogo solo, but is followed up by a Ryo solo right after

William having a nightmare

They will announce Morimyu next project at Senshuraku

Morimyu concert or photobook or studio album after Op.5

the secret standees are post time-skip

Louis will cry this time

"i hope" and "i will" are used in a song

melody from 誓い plays

announcement of an op.5 cd

Mycroft cuffs Albert

"i hope, i will" continuation is them actually singing to each other in person instead of apart like the other opus

Adding "wind" reference to the letter

Mycroft ruffles Sherlock's hair

John actually does up Sherlock's tie

Miss Hudson/John duet to Sherlock

"I will catch you" is said?

William does a cape flourish

someone kisses someone's cheek (actors too)

John solo

John duet with Sherlock

William pushes Louis away/walks away from Louis\

ashas dies

bond pointing a gun at William

Op.6 announcement

William and Mycroft talking

Albert and Sherlock talking

concert announcement

someone on their knees

someone kneeling

Moribros get a song together

Sherlock holding William's letter to his chest/heart

Bond and Mycroft interaction

Lestrade comic relief/adlib involves John

Gregson does something stupid

Lestrade mentions Patterson

Albert mentions Jack

Mycroft and Louis duet

Sherlock fires a gun but shoots upward

The violinist imitates Sherlock when he's thinking about William

Violinist and Lestrade have an interaction

Sherlock is the one doing the 'lights out' movement in main theme

Sherlock grabbing William by the collar

Ikkei posts photos of the musical taken from the side again

Mary's actor visits

izawa posting super aesthetic pictures of the show again

“i caught you” is said or sung during the fall

Miyoshi puts out an op.5 illustration

Moran solo takes place after William walks away after killing noble

Lestrade doing something silly

Albert's hand on William's shoulder

no greenhouse

They will recreate Sherlock's board with photos

William will try to wash his hands

I hope I will during bridge scene

Catch me, don't leave me alone + I will catch you in the lyric

Adlib is John/Lestrade try to cheer Ms. Hudson

Wiggins and Bake street irregulars appear

All/Some of the people that Liam saved from last Op appear

Shunly posts backstage short clip everyday

#yuukoku no moriarty #moriarty the patriot #morimyu

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chiss-ticism · 10 months

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what's pauline's relationship with her ghoul like? how did they meet and end up in their current arrangement ?

Tysm!!! Sebastian was initially apart of the Herd she'd amassed after moving to San Jose and setting up her Asylum Club.

While their relationship is currently akin to a boss/eager-to-please employee, Seb -at least when he still had complete autonomy - would've considered her to be a friend before he pieced together that she isn't exactly alive. He'd attempted to persuade the other members of her herd (of which there were 2 at the time) to acknowledge what he'd discovered. That, as I'm sure you can tell, didn't exactly end how he would've hoped. From the Scene Queen description in the V5 Corebook:

Your victims adore you for your status in the scene, and the ones who understand what you are disbelieved.

When word got back to her, rather than kill him or silence him in some otherwise morose way, she decided to Blood Bond him so that his talents wouldn't otherwise go to waste (or so she'd tell you. She still has enough room in her undead heart to care for him in her own way, seemingly distant way.) As of the moment, she trusts him enough to manage the Asylum, which he's done admirably so far (he did an excellent job at getting the Asylum cleaned for the Baron's visit on a moderately short notice) whenever she's needed to step away and makes sure that his basic needs are tended to - hence the Wendy's. He's on the Asylum's payroll and the only other vampires that he's met directly (that Pauline is aware of, in any case) are Leo and Blake (her coterie) which happened in tonight's session! She, uh, does not tell him anywhere near what he needs to know. Here are some texts between them as an example:

--- (Private: PAULINE @ SEB) ----- P: Need you to grab my gun. Should be in my bedroom. S: uhhh sure. but. gonna need extra wendys' for that boss. having a normal night i see P: Okay. S: I'll do it tho!

and

---- (Private: PAULINE @ SEB) ---- P: Sebastian. When you've got a free moment, I need you to take some money out of the safe for me and purchase a shotgun. It does not need to be tonight. Much appreciated. S: Oh. Uhm. Are you sure everything is ok boss? Do we need to talk? But yes I'll do it tho! P: Thank you, Sebastian.

#Pauline Tag #my ocs #vtm

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oliverreedmasterass · 1 year

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Part 6!

As always, a MASSIVE thank you to @starcatcherkiszka for the fic idea!

In case you want something to listen to while you read: ✨Summer of 69 Playlist✨

Words: 4k

Warnings: language, mentions of war/guns

Synopsis: Greta Van Fleet somehow manages to travel back in time to the Summer of 69, during the Woodstock Art and Music festival. You can only imagine what hijinks they’re going to get up to.

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Jake was having the time of his life. The day seemed to zip past him as he screamed his head off to Country Joe McDonald, Santana, and John Sebastian. He had even started to buddy it up with some of the guys from Sly and the Family Stone, which was something Jake wished he could brag about to every person on the planet. As the sun started to lower over the horizon during Mountain’s set, Jake felt fully content with all the music he had been able to experience over the past two days. He could have done with a bit better food, since the berries and handfuls of nuts were hardly enough to keep his stomach satisfied, but it was a minor setback. He felt entirely in his element, and he was in no rush to get back to the present.

He had been thrown off guard that Josh, Danny, and Sam were already starting to think about returning back to 2023, especially since they had just traveled back in time. There was so much more that Jake needed to explore outside of the Woodstock festival: he wanted to try and find Cream, he wanted to see the Beatles play at Abbey Road, hell, he wanted to travel to San Francisco to see what the Haight was like. Sure, there was a lot going on for him in 2023, but he had stumbled across something magical and he didn’t want to let it go to waste. 2023 would be waiting for him in the future.

He wanted to share every moment with his brothers, but it really disappointed him that they didn’t seem to share the sentiment. Sure, they all had a ball playing on stage but, once the second day started, they had become a bunch of grouches. While he enjoyed his time mingling and sharing guitar tips with people, Josh, Sam, and Danny stood awkwardly off to the side. He caught them whispering amongst themselves a few times which sparked a bit of paranoia for Jake. Usually when they did that, he was in the dog house. Jake couldn’t possibly imagine what he had done but, then again, he usually never knew what he did wrong.

“He’s definitely hiding something from us,” Josh decided as he watched Jake peek over his shoulder at him from the stage and then snap his back head around to continue talking to Freddie Stone.

“If we all gang up on him, he’ll talk,” Sam started to plan. “We just have to make sure he doesn’t talk circles around us or run. I’ll hold him down, you guys smack him if we need to.”

“I’m not smacking Jake,” Danny shook his head. “At least, not yet. I’ll go and talk to him, I have a feeling he’ll share more with me than you two clowns.”

“He’s got a point,” Josh muttered. “Jake actually likes Danny.”

Danny left before he had to hear Sam whine that Jake did too like him, he just showed his affection differently for his brothers. He climbed up the stairs to the stage and placed a gentle hand on Jake’s shoulder, who tensed at the touch.

“What’s up?” Jake tried to sound composed, even though Danny had scared the shit out of him. “This is Freddie Stone,” he added, motioning to the guitarist for Sly and the Family Stone.

“Of course,” Danny gave a wide smile to Freddie and shook his hand.

“I gotta find Sly,” Freddie excused himself. “I’ll be back though, I don’t want to miss The Grateful Dead.”

“You and me both,” Jake said with a laugh. “Is everything okay?” He returned his attention back to Danny. Danny should have come up with a better game plan before approaching Jake: he really didn’t know the best way to accuse him of withholding important information from them about how to travel back to the future.

“Um, yeah,” Danny stumbled on his words. “We’re, uh, just a little bit tired is all.”

“You didn’t get enough sleep?” Jake cocked his head to the side.

“No, uh,” Danny’s eyes darted around for the right words to say. “I mean, we’re kinda tired of being here. Right now. Like, we, or, at least I, want to get back to Nashville. I kinda miss my bed.”

Danny shouldn’t have been surprised that Jake greeted his confession with a massive pout.

“You’re not enjoying yourself?” he asked. Danny nervously rubbed at the back of his neck.

“It’s not that, um, we’re just a bit concerned about how we’re going to get back home, is all. It seems like it’s not bugging you at all, so I was just a little curious what your plan was moving forward.”

Jake attempted to keep a straight face.

“I want to stay through Jimi Hendrix’s set,” he stated flatly. “Beyond that, I’m not quite sure what I want to do yet.”

“So you’re in no rush to get back to the future?”

“Nope.”

“Huh.” Danny looked troubled. He struggled to make eye contact with Jake, instead focusing intently on a tall light tower just off to the side of the stage. “We’re all pretty determined to find a way to get back, I take it you’re not gonna help us?”

Jake pursed his lips together. He hated seeing Danny acting like a nervous wreck, but he also really wanted them all to stay with him while he lived his best life in the 60s. He knew he was being selfish above all else, but he really didn’t want to share with his bandmates that he had found a beam of light that looked pretty promising coming from someone’s van the night before.

Jake had woken up right after Joan Baez finished her set early that morning. He sat upright in the dark and listened to the soft breeze rolling through the trees when it occurred to him that the rain had stopped. Everyone else was sound asleep in the van, but Jake wanted to get out for a stroll down by the stream to try and reflect on their performance, since the adrenaline was replacing his exhaustion again. He carefully exited out of the van and walked a couple hundred yards away, enjoying the damp, humid air on his face and the sounds of people singing around a bonfire in the distance. As he started to relive his memories of Sam opening their set with “Age of Man,” the people in the crowd singing along to “Light My Love,” and the thunderous applause after “The Weight of Dreams,” he saw a bright light in the distance.

“No way,” Jake murmured to himself. As he neared closer to the run down van tucked back in the woods, it became clear that the light was emitting out of the windows. Jake was at first skeptical that the van was just filled with a bunch of hippies who had a lot of good shit, but he could feel a familiar warmth coming from the van that brought him right back to the door in the studio hallway. Even though it was blinding, Jake cupped his hands around his eyes and tried to peer inside the windshield of the van. The only thing inside the van was the searing light. Jake had to slap himself on the cheek a few times to make sure that he wasn’t seeing things again. but no, the light was still there.

“This must be our ticket home,” he whispered to himself. He gazed at the van a bit longer, wondering if he should tell his brothers about it. He had a gut feeling that they would all insist they leave before Jake could even embark on his mission to hunt down Cream. He really didn’t want to do that on his own. So, at 4am, Jake made the executive decision to keep the van a secret until the time felt right. They still had a lot to do.

Back on the stage with Danny, Jake could tell that Danny was staring him down, trying to read his expression. He had left the poor drummer hanging for a while, and he could tell that the anticipation was eating Danny alive.

“I’m not gonna stop you from finding a way back home,” Jake decided, “but I’m not sure why you guys are so concerned about leaving. I mean, aren’t there other things you want to do?”

“The main reason I came here was to make sure you were safe,” Danny reminded Jake. “I didn’t necessarily want to travel back in time to Woodstock.”

“So none of this was worth it?” Jake couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

“That’s not what I said,” Danny corrected him.

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From behind the stage, Josh and Sam watched as Danny and Jake stood stiffly facing one another, Jake standing on his toes to try to get at eye level with Danny.

“I don’t think it’s going well,” Sam whispered to Josh.

“We should probably go in for backup,” Josh agreed with a sigh.

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“What are you saying then?” Jake gave Danny a hard look. Danny looked on the brink of silently throwing his hands up in the air and stomping away. That was when Sam and Josh hurried to his side, holding him in place.

“Everything going okay?” Josh watched between the two. Danny looked a bit less tense with Josh and Sam by his side, but Jake on the other hand seemed to be nearly vibrating in place, he was feeling so many emotions at once. They were all ganging up on him, he should have seen it coming. It didn’t matter what he wanted, they were going to make sure they dragged his ass back to 2023 where they would waste their days away in the studio. Jake just couldn’t wrap his head around how none of them could see that they were basically on vacation. A really, really cool vacation.

“I’m staying here,” Jake declared before he could even process what he was saying. Josh studied his twin to try and figure out what was going on with him.

“Like, forever?” he guessed.

“Maybe.” Jake was the one to throw his arms up in the air and stomp away. He wanted to find Carlos Santana and talk with him more about guitar solos instead of getting heckled by his bandmates.

“Someone’s in a grumpy mood,” Sam whistled as Jake powered away from them.

“He was super defensive,” Danny shared between Sam and Josh. Sam felt bad about how upset Danny looked. It seemed like they had missed a lot of what happened between him and Jake. It was a surprise though: usually Jake was nothing but kind and understanding with Danny. Sam couldn’t fathom what Danny could have said to set him off.

“In what way?” Josh tried to prod Danny along.

“He was really unclear about what he wanted to do, and if he’ll help us find a way out of here. It sounds like, if he was given the option, he would want all of us to stay here and leave 2023 behind.”

“I think you mean, 2023 ahead,” Sam corrected Danny. “Sorry,” he apologized after Danny glowered in his direction.

“I feel like he’s forgotten what he’s leaving in 2023,” Josh thought hard. “Do our parents mean nothing to him?”

“He can hang out with them now, they’re just gonna be toddlers,” Sam thought aloud.

“I’ll try to talk to him a bit more,” Josh volunteered. He really hoped that he could get through to his brother in ways that Danny couldn’t.

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Jake tried his best to enjoy The Grateful Dead’s set, but he was too heated from his confrontation to really take in “Mama Tried” or “Dark Star.” Instead, he was fretting on whether he had made the wrong decision, hiding the portal back to the future from his brothers. Danny made it abundantly clear that he had seen everything he wanted to see in 1969, and was ready to book it back to the comfort of his Nashville home. If Jake were in his shoes, he would have wanted to know where the portal was. But Jake also felt like Danny needed a bit of prodding to really enjoy things. He had to be pushed to take the LSD on the walk, he had to be convinced to play a set, he was just the kind of person who needed a push to live his life. Jake was pretty certain that he would be doing Danny a massive favor if they traveled to London and saw the Beatles perform. He knew Danny would eat that up, and there was no time like the present...or past.

As for Josh and Sam, Jake had no clue what was going on there. Josh had been pretty excited about everything, so Jake was stumped why he would want to leave so quickly. He had a hunch that Sam wanted to abandon ship only so he wouldn’t run into Joan Baez who, in his mind, was sure to interrogate him over why he missed her set.

“Talk about a bunch of ungrateful little asswipes,” he muttered to himself.

“What was that?” John Fogerty asked beside him. Jake blushed; he hadn’t realized he had spoken out loud.

“Nothing,” he was quick to reply. “I just said Jerry’s guitar kinda sounds out of tune.”

“You’re right,” John realized. “Good ear.”

Jake smiled and nodded at the Creedence Clearwater Revival frontman and then returned back to his brooding. He was glad that the stage was entirely dark, so it was hard for anyone to see how deep the creases were in his brow. That included Josh, who approached Jake without realizing just how ticked off he had become since he last saw him.

“What’s crackalackin, broski?” Josh tried to clear the air with his hands up in two shakas. Jake snapped around and gave Josh a look that Josh luckily couldn’t see well. If he could make out how red Jake’s eyes looked, he would have ran to the hills. “Not talking to me? Right on,” Josh continued.

“Why do you want to leave?” Jake cut Josh off, crossing his arms.

“Oh,” Josh seemed thrown off by Jake’s forwardness. “Well, I mean, I’d be more than happy to stick around for a bit longer. I just, ah, don’t want to get drafted.”

“You think you’re gonna get drafted?” Jake’s voice rose. He didn’t actually know if that was a genuine concern they should all have but, in that moment, he wanted to believe that it was a ridiculous excuse.

“I can’t go to ‘Nam, not after reading The Things They Carried.,” Josh explained. “ I won’t deal with that, Jake.”

“That was a fictional book,” Jake stared at his brother. “And you can just lie and say you’re color blind.”

“I don’t think it works like that,” Josh argued. “Plus, how would I fake being color blind?”

“How can you really prove that someone is color blind?” Jake asked back. Josh tsked; Jake did have a point.

“I just want you to have a good time here,” Jake’s voice softened for a brief moment. “I don’t understand why you can’t slow down and enjoy everything.”

“I did that yesterday,” Josh put a hand on Jake’s shoulder. “Now I need to start thinking ahead. Can you imagine Sam with a gun?”

“Just, drop Vietnam, okay?” Jake asked. Even if he really wasn’t paying an ounce of attention to The Grateful Dead’s set, it was really killing the mood.

“Jake,” Josh tried to find his eyes in the dark. “I know you about as well as I know myself. And I know that you know how to get out of here.”

Dammit, Jake thought to himself. He should have known it was impossible to keep secrets from Josh. They really did have some kind of telepathy that at times could be a blessing but, more often than not, felt like a curse to Jake. He really didn’t want to fess up, but he also knew that there was no talking himself out of it either. So much for making sure Josh, Danny, and Sam all got to enjoy their time in 1969.

“There’s a bus,” Jake’s voice felt disconnected from his body. “It’s out in the woods near the stream, probably about a half a mile away from where Dave’s van is parked. I found it last night while taking a walk when you were all asleep. I’m not positive that it will take you back to 2023, but it’s got light flooding out of it that looks exactly like what was coming out of the door.”

“There we go,” Josh patted Jake on the back. “Was that so hard?”

Jake wanted to roundhouse kick Josh in the head for his condescending tone, but he grit his teeth instead.

“Why hide that from us, Jake?” Josh had to ask. He was really disappointed in his brother. Danny was bound to get an ulcer the size of a tic tac if they stayed in 1969 one more day. Jake shrugged and then realized that he had to talk since Josh couldn’t see him in the dark.

“It was stupid,” he admitted. “I just thought we’d be better off enjoying our time here. I knew you all would book it the moment you knew there was a way to escape.”

“How about this,” Josh proposed. “You take us to the van, just so we can make sure the portal is still there, and then I’ll stay here with you until you want to come back? I can’t say what Sam and Danny will want to do, but I won’t leave your side.”

Jake couldn’t form the right words to tell Josh how much that meant to him. Having Josh with him was really all that he needed.

“Sounds like a plan,” was the best he could say. He felt Josh put a hand on his shoulder and give it a few taps before steering him off the stage. They met Sam and Danny at the bottom of the steps, and Danny once more was trying to avoid eye contact with Jake. “I’m really sorry,” Jake’s voice cracked a bit as he stared down at his friend. “I shouldn’t have talked to you like that, it was really uncool of me.”

“You can say that again,” Sam interjected before Danny could accept Jake’s apology. Danny had told him everything that had gone down between him and Jake at the side stage and, with that information fresh, Sam felt livid. Danny held a hand up to keep Sam from getting into a yelling match with Jake and nodded towards the guitarist.

“I accept your apology.”

“Jake knows how to get out of here,” Josh announced.

“I knew it!” Sam couldn’t help but shout, which caused Jake to wince. He felt like Sam was seconds away from throwing a fist at his face. It wouldn’t matter though; what hurt more was the stare Danny was giving Jake. He looked as if he had just heard that Jake ran over his dog and then put the car in reverse to do it again.

“It’s a recent development,” Jake lied to try and lessen the hurt.

“No it’s not,” Josh clarified. “Just own up that you did something shitty, Jake.”

“Fine,” Jake sighed. “I’m sorry for being a shitty person.”

“Apology maybe accepted,” Danny said under his breath.

“I’ll take you there,” Jake decided. He mostly wanted to break out of the circle they had formed: he hated that all of their judgmental eyes were glued to him. He was a lot more at ease walking a few paces ahead of them, towards the stream. Sure, he could hear Sam calling him an asshole behind his back, but that was to be expected. As the youngest sibling, it was Sam’s obligation to be the meanest to Jake.

Jake wasn’t sure if he felt relieved or disappointed that the light was still flooding out of the van when they approached it.

“It’s kinda crazy that no one else has found this,” Josh mused as he walked past Jake to study the car.

“They probably did, they were just tripping balls so they didn’t realize the light was actually real,” Danny said, joining Josh’s side.

“Well, I don’t know about you guys, but I want to get back to my self-driving car and drink a big old bottle of 21st century Corona,” Sam announced. Jake wanted to protest, but he silently watched as Sam made his way to the van’s side door and reached to tug it open.

“I’m gonna stay with Jake,” Josh spoke up before Sam could leave. “Us being here means a lot to him, even if we could be drafted into the US military.”

“I still don’t think you have anything to worry about,” Jake protested.

“It’s your call, you can do whatever you want, but you are going to miss some pretty good acts,” Josh looked between Sam and Danny. “Joe Cocker, The Band, and Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young are all playing tomorrow.”

“And Jimi Hendrix,” Jake added.

“And Jimi Hendrix,” Josh nodded.

Danny and Sam stood by the car door and studied each other.

“It was pretty cool to see Santana earlier,” Danny admitted.

Sam gave one more look at the door handle and then turned away. “I do like Crosby et al.”

“How about a compromise,” Danny took up the role of the moderator, as always, moving back towards Jake and Josh. Jake motioned for him to give his proposition. “We stay for the last day, and then take off Monday morning. And that means all of us.”

Jake thought it over. He still thought they were crazy to not want to explore more around 1969, but he also was starting to understand why they wanted to get back to the future. Just thinking about the fact that they would be on the grounds for another 24 hours made Jake’s stomach groan in protest. A guy could only have so many cashews in a day.

“Agreed,” he said, extending a hand for Danny to shake. Danny grasped it and pumped their arms up and down once. “Pleasure doing business with you,” Jake couldn’t help but joke.

“I want to shake on it too,” Sam came back to Jake’s side.

“I know you spit in your hand,” Jake shook his head at his younger sibling.

“Damn,” Sam cursed. He had been caught red-handed.

The sound of Creedence Clearwater Revival opening their set captured all of their attention. Jake tapped his tennis shoe in the mud to “Born on the Bayou” and could hear Josh humming along as well.

“Well,” he said, “should we head back into the crowd?”

“If I remember from my dad’s concert DVD, we’ve got a long night ahead of us,” Danny shared. “We’d better find a spot where we can get comfy.”

“I want to find the guy with the bongos from earlier,” Josh stated. “He was fun.”

“Good luck finding him,” Danny snorted.

“Just because you said that, I am gonna find him,” Josh sounded determined. Danny threw back his head and groaned at Josh’s stubbornness.

“Just enjoy the music,” Jake shook his head at Josh. “The bongo guy will find you if you’re really meant to cross paths.”

“That’s beautiful, Jakey,” Josh wiped a fake tear from his eye.

“Come on,” Sam motioned for them to join him as he moved back towards the stage. “I don’t want to miss ‘Green River.’”

“Is that Joan Baez?” Jake couldn’t help but call out, pointing over Sam’s head. Without a moment’s hesitation, Sam let out a mouse-like squeak and dove behind a tree, landing in the grass with a thud.

“Is she gone?” Sam’s voice was muffled since his face was pressed into the soil.

“He’s just messing with you, Sam,” Danny called to him.

Sam pushed himself back upright, spitting out some grass in the process, and glared at Jake while he brushed the foliage off of his shirt.

“You’re on thin ice, pal,” he tried to sound as intimidating as possible. Jake could only laugh in response to his younger brother’s threat. He was bound to use the Joan Baez prank on him many more times over the course of the night. Sam was going to regret ever calling him an asshole behind his back.

#greta van fleet #gvf #jake kiszka #josh kiszka #sam kiszka #danny wagner #gvf fanfic #gvf fic #gvf fanfiction #greta van fleet fanfic #greta van fleet fanfiction #woodstock #sly and the family stone #carlos santana #joan baez #creedence clearwater revival #john fogerty #the grateful dead

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envihellbender · 1 year

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~2000lbs Jim Moriarty who moves around his lair by a hydraulic lift carrying his enormous body that he controls with his engorged bulging brain. Fond of crushing others by slamming his body on top of them without warning.

Characters: Jim Moriarty, Sebastian Moran (Sherlock Holmes - books), Zachary Brooks (OC)

Content: extreme obesity, brain growth, crushing, snuff (kind of)

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Zachary Brooks had been brought to the conference room in silence, only having met the tight lipped doorman who refused to answer any of Zachary’s questions. He had no idea why he had been invited to meet his shadowy boss, Jim Moriarty, all of a sudden after years of only being contacted over email and text message. The room was gigantic, and could have easily fit Zachary’s spacious town house. He sat down on a handsome, black leather chair closest to the window, at the head of the table. An obvious power move, one that showed his confidence or his arrogance depending on your point of view. He looked up to try and get more information from the doorman, but he was no where to be seen. He felt his fingers tremble as his throat and mouth grew dry. Moriarty was late. It was probably a power play, Zachary told himself.

The room was strange, there was the standard long table with the same tall chairs at each end and down the sides but the rest of the room was gigantic and mostly empty. One wall was covered in glass from the floor to the ceiling, the doorway was taller and wider than what seemed necessary. It was at least twice the size of Zachary in height despite him being six foot three, and the width could easily fit several cars. On the ceiling there was a strange device that look like a pair of railings or a track of some kind for a mechanical device. Breaking the silence, a whirring noise began, one that made Zachary’s spine and shoulders grow tense on instinct. It got louder and louder, he leant forward to try and see through the doorway. He saw a strange shadow, one that resembled a cloud going over the sun in size. He stood up, assuming it would show some respect. He was irritated and affronted however when instead of the source of the noise appearing there was a tall, broad shouldered man with green catlike eyes and warm brown skin. Zachary recognised him instantly, but only through the man’s reputation.

“Sebastian Moran,” he said curtly. “I thought you were only a hired gun.”

“Brooks, right?” Sebastian grunted, sitting down on the chair at the far end of the table. Zachary wondered which one of them was at the head. He thought it was strange that he sat so far away, however, and that he wasn’t meeting Moriarty himself. Zachary lowered himself back into the leather seat, his brown eyes narrowed warily.

“Why am I meeting with Moriarty’s pet? I believe I-”

“Dunno, why have you been stealing from Jimmy for the last two years?” Sebastian shrugged, leaning back in the chair visibly bored. Zachary grew pale and swallowed, avoiding Sebastian’s gaze which was far too unconcerned and casual for his liking. His pale lips were dry and his balding chestnut hair that was flecked with white stuck to his skin with sweat.

“I- I have no idea what you-”

“You know the deal, Brooks. Your cut is 25%. And you’ve been taking…” Sebastian paused and rolled his eyes, he sighed in irritation. “I don’t know, more than that. I don’t care, I’m just here for the show.”

“What show?” Zachary asked, it was then that the whirring sound started again, and in the doorway appeared a large bloated balloon of flesh. It barely looked human as it hung from the ceiling, a gigantic man who’s fat and adipose were drooping down towards the ground. He was attached to the device through a harness around what Zachary thought might be his waist but with the mass of fat rolls it was hard to tell. What horrified Zachary the most however, was the beast of a man’s head. His temples were swollen obscenely and growing purple. They hung over his cheeks, which rested over his chin, and ultimately sank into his neck roll. Connected to his forehead were wires which were hooked to the harness connecting him to the ceiling. His head looked as if even his brain was fat and was bulging from his skull.

“You wanted to meet the big boss, right? Zachary Brooks, meet Jimmy Moriarty,” Sebastian smirked. Zachary swallowed, looking between the bloodthirsty sniper eyeing him up like a tiger and the terrifying parody of a man that hung above him, approaching at an alarming speed given how large he was. He looked up, his chin trembling as he felt Moriarty hover above him, dripping sweat over his body. The heat of the elephantine man was overwhelming, if Zachary didn’t know better he’d think he’d been shoved between two of Moriarty’s tires of flesh.

“Moriarty. Mister Moriarty. I don’t know- there’s been a mistake-”

“Tiger. Who told this cockroach he could speak to me?” Moriarty interrupted, his pin prick blue eyes shining in their piggish cage of fat. “Now, I think it’s time we got acquainted, Brooks.” Moriarty let out a low, wheezing cackle as his body dropped to the ground. Zachary didn’t scream, that was the most surprising part. He couldn’t breathe as Moriarty was lowered above him, the heat and humidity of his sweat causing Zachary’s lungs to grow full and heavy. He was frozen, unable to do anything but stare up in horror. He only began to struggle was he felt the two sagging breasts, each at least twice his size, on both sides of him and crushing his body. He was forced into the ground, the hard floorboards beneath him as the fat finally was released and crushed his bones with a sickening crack. The final thing he heard was a wheezing, exhausted laughter.

#envi writes #Jim Moriarty #Sebastian Moran #Zachary brooks oc #MorMor #sherlock holmes books #Sherlock holmes fanfiction #fat fiction #fat kink #extreme obesity #immobility #crushing #nsft #nsft fic #prompt #ninetimesthepain

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anime-fandom-story · 8 months

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The Kind Noble Lady - Part two

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As Albert told him what he saw while he came back william was quite stunned.

"A noble Lady huh, impressive most of the noble Lady our quite selfish and gossiper" William said with a closed eye smile.

In the other hand Louis still suspected her " She would be probably hiding something " Louis said.

As Albert was in his black shirt and green robe and sipping wine from the glass.

Bond said " I think she would be kind it's not like everyone is evil in this place "

There was a drip of silence.

"I think we should go tomorrow to check if she is planning something and "aiming to shoot the gun while keeping the gun on children's shoulder" Albert said

"Mean gaining trust from civilians and planning something to do evil... Right Albert "bond said in a disappointed tone.

Albert responded with a elegance nod.

Time Skip - Next day in morning

All the M16 group in disguise of peasant. They took Fred as a child who wants to get educated but his parents doesn't have money to give a good education.

It was early in morning it was bit foggy that sun raise couldn't be visible.

The young lady was first and had kept a mat for children and herself to be sited.

The other men were scattered around to look.

Fred came to the blonde lady and said.

"Good morning miss, actually I heard that you teach the children here i-i was thinking that would you like to teach me " He said. Bit sweating

The young lady glanced at the black haired kid and spoke with a lovely smile on her face "of course I would love to don't hesitate by the way my name is layla doms... And your name? " She said while patting his shoulder and sitting down on the soft mat.

"I am Jimmy willow " Fred said totally was acting undercover.

"If you don't mind may I ask-" Fred said.

"Don't hesitate " Layla said .

"Um- usually women don't get education how did you- sorry but no offense" He asked

"Wow I am bit surprised actually my family was a big support to me too and I got my degree in Switzerland from university of zurich where few in Europe women could get a degree " She said.

After a while the children came and as time passed they ate their lunch studied and had played hide and seek. The time passed and day came to a end they all sayed there good byee and left.

Location - Moriarty manor

Albert told them that they didn't see any suspicious thing near by.

Fred said " She was a kind lady and by her appearance she was the same age as Albert she is from doms family "

Albert knew cause they did came to masquerade ball but he didn't ever see the heirs of the family.

Albert said "I would like to meet miss doms face-to-face"

Louis Interrupted " Nii-san I would also like to come I don't have much chore to do cause I was completing Sebastian chores meanwhile Sebastian can do my left over chore " He gave him a grin.

"WHA- FINE FINE " He groan.

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To Be Continue For Part Three

Thank you for reading and sorry for any grammar error

#albert james moriarty #x female reader #yuukoku no moriarty

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Inés Laffón, the most unknown WAG of Real Madrid.

“What I love most about Álvaro is his humility, his loyalty and, above all, his nobility with his people. We live a very quiet life surrounded by our family and friends like anyone else.”

Six kilometers from the cinematographic city of Deauville and very close to the beaches where the historic Normandy landings took place is the "Haras du Quesnay". This magnificent 180-hectare estate is famous for one of the most prestigious Thoroughbred stud farms in the world and a castle that has nothing to envy to those from fairy tales. The castle and everything that surrounds it was built in 1907 by William Kissam Vanderbilt, an American investor who wanted to establish a stud farm in France. After his death in 1920, another American, Arthur Kingsley Macomber, resumed the task, which in 1958 passed to the ancestors of our hostess: Inés Laffón. Inés was born and raised in France and currently lives in Madrid with her life partner, Álvaro Odriozola, a Real Madrid defender. The footballer from San Sebastian is also passionate about racehorses, in fact he owns the horse Cuadra Bernardo, which he named after his late grandfather, from whom he inherited his love for horses. Inés belongs to a well-known Sevillian family — she is the first cousin of Rocío Laffón, "Rochi", very popular for her friendship with Victoria de Marichalar. "I have a very peculiar mix of nationalities. My father's (Carlos Laffón Parias) family is from Seville, but he grew up in Madrid. My mother, Patricia Lomba Head, was also born in Madrid: her father is from Madrid, but her mother is French. The funny thing is that my great-grandfather is English and my great-grandmother is Belgian" - tells us the young woman, linked to the equestrian world also by both branches of her family. "The world of horses brought my parents together. My father always wanted to be a horse trainer and started as a "gentleman rider" (amateur horse racer) in Madrid where he met my mother. Fortunately, my grandmother, the first horse trainer, lived in France and gave him the opportunity to work with her to learn the trade. That's how my father became a coach in Paris and from that union me and my siblings were born". Inés, since when has this property belonged to your family? My great-grandfather Alec Head, his brother and father bought Quesnay in 1958 after the war. His father, when he saw the size and reconstruction that the war required, told him it was madness and that it would ruin them. But, after a year of works, conditioning, good investment and, above all, the talent of my great-grandfather, in 1959, they brought the first stallion to the farm. My great-grandfather had a vision and pioneered the purchase of American blood at horse auctions in the United States - he is considered one of the greatest French breeders of all time. He created a cabalistic empire out of nothing thanks to his talent, vision, and connection to racehorses. You mentioned World War II. How did occupancy affect the property? Deauville is very close to the beaches where, almost at the end of the Second World War, the famous landing in Normandy took place, and the stud farm played a very important role in the conflict, as it became the hideout of the Nazi high command. The German army took the castle and it was the headquarters of the 711th Infantry Division, commanded by Lieutenant General Josef Reichert and General Erwin Rommel. They painted it green and conveniently camouflaged it so it wouldn't be seen by planes. The one hundred and ten "boxes" currently housing broodmares and newborn foals were cells for Nazi prisoners during the war. It makes a huge impression. Yes, my great-grandfather and his family traded blueprints, guns, and helmets for books, sales catalogs, and whatever else it takes to grow a racehorse. What memories do you have of your childhood here? It's a very special place because my family lives all over the world and "Quesnay" has always been where my great-grandparents used to gather us all to spend our holidays together. The best part was getting on my great-grandfather's tractor and driving from meadow to meadow, watching horses and cows and listening to him talk about them with such passion. Besides, all my cousins and I rode ponies and ran all over the stud, trotting and galloping non-stop. Those are priceless memories and it's something I'll never forget. Do you often come to this house? When I lived in France, I often came here on weekends, and between July and October we spent longer periods here. When I moved to Madrid, I came a little less often, but now that my boyfriend shares my passion for horses, we try to come whenever he has a few days off. I imagine Álvaro is always happy to come with you to this place. Álvaro has a great passion and love for horses that is very difficult to explain. He is in love with the horse as an animal and racing in particular. When he comes here, he says he's coming to Disneyland Horse... Imagine how much this place means to us, it's just magical. Here all the pressure he has during the season disappears and we gain a lot of strength. How did you meet? Like your parents, did the horse world connect you both? Our story is peculiar and very funny. As Álvaro is passionate about horse racing, he spends most of his free time traveling and watching races in France, England and Ireland. Every year, on the first weekend of October, Paris hosts the most important race in the world - the Arc de Triomphe Prize, bringing together the best thoroughbreds in the world. And of course, how could it be otherwise, Álvaro was there with his family and I was there because usually my father always has one or two runners a day. Apparently, Álvaro noticed me that day, and it so happened that the day after the incident, Álvaro went to visit my father's stables in Chantilly with a mutual friend. Realizing that I was working in Madrid, two days later they organized a dinner where I met Álvaro for the first time. I didn't even know who he was, but blessed passion for horses that brought us together! Do you like football? Are you a fan of any team? The truth is that before I met Alvaro, I knew absolutely nothing about football, but living with him every day, I liked it and learned more and more until I realized that it is a great sport. I've really liked every club Álvaro has been to in recent years: Real Madrid, Bayern Munich and Fiorentina, and I'm a fan of the team he's at. As you say, last year in Florence, now in Madrid, next year, who knows... Does your job allow you to follow Álvaro wherever football takes him? Since I met Álvaro, we have lived in Munich, Florence and Madrid. I was able to go to Munich because it was the beginning of the pandemic and the offices were closed. The result was an online job that allowed me to follow him everywhere, returning to Madrid from time to time to fulfill my professional commitments. Living abroad is a very enriching aspect of football: it brings us together and allows us to meet great people. What is your favorite area of the castle? My favorite part of the house is the living room. There is nothing I like more than a family evening or playing cards after dinner by the firelight. It is also the place where my great-grandfather and then my grandmother prepared crossbreeds, which stallion to combine with which mare to try to breed the fastest horse... It was very interesting for us to listen to them. From the outside, I run a stable where the mothers of the mares and their foals stay, I love to walk there and bring carrots to the foals. But if I had to choose a place from the entire stud, I would choose the little chapel, which is located at the end of the garden and is unique for the whole family. What is your favorite plan when you are here? Meeting the family, having a good conversation by the fire, running in the morning in the meadows, playing cards... But without a doubt my favorite, if I'm here during the birthing season, which is from January to May, is to see the birth of a foal with the hope that it will be a champion. The first hours of a horse's life seem amazing to me. What are the must-see places in this area of France for you? Deauville is a very charming city where I love to walk. During the film festival, along the endless beach there are booths with the names of all the actors, which is very original. Twenty minutes away is Honfleur, a seaside town with a very interesting historical and artistic heritage that inspired Monet and Courbet, among others. And of course flower market. Landing beaches, memorials and American cemeteries are also worth seeing. Tell us about yourself, what do you do? As I mentioned, I was born and raised in France, but I always wanted to go to Spain, so after finishing my studies I was looking for a job in Madrid and for seven years I have been working at BDO, in "financial consulting", and more specifically in business valuation. Apart from horses, what are your hobbies? I love spending time with my family and with Álvaro. I like traveling, getting to know different places and cultures, it enriches me a lot. Since I was little I loved watching people cook at home and now I really enjoy cooking and hosting people at home. I love jewelry and have always wanted to do a gemology course. This will be my next hobby! Are you very close to your cousin Rocío? We are like sisters. Although I lived in France, we always spent a lot of time together and since I came to Madrid we do everything together. We have many things in common, we know each other very well, we love traveling and horses. Rochi is pure energy and joy and I count on her in everything. Another great horsewoman is Victoria de Marichalar, a close friend of your cousin. Did she ever have the opportunity to accompany you to the castle? Victoria is like part of the family. We take many trips together and we love escaping to this house. Although hers was jumping, she loves the world of horse racing and, whether in Madrid or Paris, we really enjoy the equestrian plans. What is it like to share your life with a football star? I love being able to be by his side while he fulfills dreams. Living from your passion is a great luck and Álvaro has worked a lot to get where he is. On the one hand, it’s a dream life, but on the other, it also entails many sacrifices, both on his part and on mine. From one day to the next you can go to another country, there are no weekends or holidays... but Álvaro makes everything much easier. What I love most about him is his humility, his loyalty and, above all, his nobility with his people. We live a very quiet life surrounded by our family and friends like anyone else. Would it be a dream for you to get married in this castle? Of course. This house is the realization of my great-grandfather's vision, where my grandparents and my parents got married. This is my place of peace and happiness with Álvaro. Getting married here would be a dream.

#Ines Laffon #Alvaro Odriozola #Interview

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badass-at-fandoming · 1 year

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Mercy

Since I read the Vampire Knight manga last year, I've wanted to redraw some fav panels as VtM ships. This one is Nines and LaCroix. Pretend Nines and the Anarchs accompanied the fledgling in storming Ventrue Tower. After the Sheriff's death, Sebastian tussled with Nines, even though it was clear the Camarilla was over. Seb stole Nines' gun and, in a pathetic imitation of victory, Seb demanded blood to heal his wounds. Nines offered up his own, knowing it would create a bond and knowing the Anarchs won't kill LaCroix if he belongs to Nines. Is this mercy? Is this cruelty? Portia's speech on mercy in Shakespeare's Merchant of Venice kept running through my head while I colored this.

Hino-san's original panel is under the cut. I didn't realize Nines would look so different with long anime hair!

#vampire the masquerade #vampire the masquerade bloodlines #vtm #vtmb #nines rodriguez #sebastian lacroix #brujah #ventrue #anarchs #anarch #wod #world of darkness #my vtm nonsense #text post

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meandmyechoes · 11 months

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Kingohger ep13

gosh does anybody die in this show

!! Himeno in brown ponytail!! ♥♥

okay already get the amount of rita from the op shot (scarce)

Jeramie's in the op now!!!!

i saw the choco in store the other day and pass on it because there's no rita, turns out there's only the prime 3 😂

Stop bullying Shiokara 😭😭

Baby Yanma Baby Yanma

Workshop?? New location 👀👀

Shiokara: What is personal space

THAT DRESS IS AMAZING

BABY YANMA BABY YANMA

okay new song 🤣👍

tbh i like it

Ahh i love this montage

are we getting origin flashback with Jeramie visiting every country?

ooh so the gun is from his mother and the dagger his father?

Yanma's ringtone is the cheer he held for Gira 🤣🤣

GAWD Yanma two minutes ago I was moved by how you climb to the top and stay considrate for your people can you NOT play an excrement prank

NO TAKANO-SAN STOP WRITING EXCREMENT GAGS 🤣

("don't you want to know what happened more than 2000 years ago? Before the war?") SHIRITAIIIIII!!!!!!

So are the kingdoms built before or after the war?? If five "kings" defeated the bugnaroks there has to be kingdoms before that? Is Papa Brasieri a prince or a king?? (if he's a king he shouldn't have to fear exile...)

They HAVE to tell us why Rita is hanging out with Kagu that often other than the Sentai numbering system

wait is Rita just responding to a Bug Distress Call and Kaguragi waved them over as if there's a spare seat at their table out on a Sunday brunch

(okay after listening to the raw more clearly Sebastian called them together)

yeah… so that's Rita's best shot this ep…

so surreal to hear "Stop arguing" coming out of Yanma.

omg…

RIP Yanma Gust

That Mirage bug taking the fall for Yanma again 🤣

Love the action going through with the setting that Yanma sucks at swordfighting and would avoid it any means possible (would explain why he invented an extra weapon)

Gira has to have exposed himself this time…?

*claps* Rita designated floor time!! (wait why am i so happy about this)

So if Gira hear Sasorinu from not its God Soul but its mecha, then its consciousness is actually in the mecha, contrary to the literal meaning? But it would fit how Kabutan is controlled against its will with its God Soul in ep4. That would also answer why Gira can control God Kuwagata without a soul stone.

ugh this year's Sixth is so cool

TOLD YOU I DON'T TRUST HIM hmmmm 🤔

ookay Jeramie got himself a retainer (?)

Overall impression:

fairly relaxed. Yanma and Jeramie didn't outright fight because Jeramie is too OP at the moment, but a lot of decent character moments. Shiokara is MVP honestly. Love the whole mood in Yanma's flashback as conveyed by the camera work and insert song. Rita shots are scarce but (4, as I exactly expected). I've been watching stage shows lately (just to fill the void) and with how tight the plot in KO is, kinda miss the MOTW format and this ep is refreshing to see.

ep14 preview:

! yes wanting to know how Himeno's revenge plot would resolve ever since learing about Jeramie's cicada mech!

is this gonna be the same structure of individual focus like the prologue arc...? No...?

MOFFUN TO ISSHO OOOH MOFFUN WE ARE REALLY IN IT NOW

bro don't tell me Jeramie wrote Moffun or IS Moffun

I have no words I'm too excited for next week's episode

I thought 14 is going to be a Nichijou episode like 9 being pre-arc-finale, but the pace adjustment is already done in 13 so 14 is going to have big reveals that lead to all them working together by 15.

What's the next arc if God's Anger is resolved in 14??

We may or may not get Rita origin (but I think their story is more complex than Yanma's flashback this ep, so that could come back again.)

Magazine scans say Jeramie will be in the spotlight but I have no idea what to expect. Some more games with Racles?

#kingohger #kolb #kolbb

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ivanreydereyes · 6 months

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Pues esto de desalojar el PUTO BERNABEU en el min 88 [en vez de esperar 2 minutos para q no cundiera el PANICO] x un supuesto AVISO de BOMBA cuando jugaba REAL MADRID vs REAL SOCIEDAD de "SAN SEBASTIAN" [cuyo portero era asier RIESGO]..el día de la VIRGEN DE GUADALUPE [12_12_04]..creo que tiene detrás ALGO MUY OSCURO q conviene REVELAR como ADVERTENCIA xq sino al FINAL les van a METER UNA PORRA POR EL CULO..XQ TANTO PUTO FUTBOL MASCULINO Y FEMENINO..NO CREA MAS Q IDOLOS DE ORO , PUTAS, MARICONES Y MASTURBADORES

Por cierto..asier RIESGO se ha retirado con 40 años este año [julio 2023] en LEGANES [MADRID] localidad en cuya desaparecida SALA UNIVERSAL SUR [en CC PARQUE SUR avda GRAN BRETAÑA] me subí al escenario de GUN [hasta arriba de BOURBON jim BEAM con AGUA comprada en su AL_CAMPO..a cuyo cantante llevaron en VOLANDAS hasta la BARRA para coger una BOTELLA DE JACK DANIELS]..cuando el bajo y actual cantante DANTE GIZZI [que luego fundo EL PRESIDENTE en español]..canto SMELL LIKE TEEN SPIRIT del cd NEVERMIND de nIrVANa para cerrar el concierto [26_5_92] siendo televisados al día siguiente desde la plaza SONY de EXPOSICION UNIVERSAL de SEVILLA por CANAL PLUS

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sparviero44 · 8 months

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Charles Bronson

Charles Bronson,

the "death enforcer" died 20 years ago

Childhood in the mine, the name "Soviet" and the burp that started a career, everything you didn't know about the most famous icon with the grim look of cinema

Origins

Charles Dennis Buchinsky was born on November 3, 1921 in Ehrenfeld, Pennsylvania, to parents who immigrated from Lithuania and was the eleventh of fifteen children, all of whom grew up in extreme poverty. In early childhood, Charles did not speak English, but he had to catch up quickly

Early fatigue

When Charles was ten, his father died and the boy followed in his footsteps by getting a job in the mine, like many of his peers, risking his life every day for about a dollar a week. Not too surprising that at that age the future stone face of American cinema was already a smoker.

War

After becoming the first of the Buchinsky family to graduate, in 1943 Charles enlisted in the United States Army and fought in World War II as a pilot in twenty-five aerial missions.

The name

At the beginning of his film career, Buchinsky had to stop for a moment to think about his own name. In the 1950s Senator Joe McCarthy launched a hunt for the alleged Communist who massacred intellectuals and artists across the country on charges of treason and collusion with the Soviet Union. Charles' Lithuanian surname might have made him an easy target, so the aspiring actor took on the all-American name of Bronson.

The first role

For his film debut in 1951's "Commander Johnny" Bronson resorted to a particular skill that no other of the suitors for the role of him had: that of burping on command.

European success

Before becoming an icon of genre cinema in America with "Death Wish" in 1974, Charles had difficulty breaking through in Hollywood, but by the late 1960s he was already a beloved face in Europe, thanks to western films such as “The Guns of San Sebastian” by Henri Verneuil and “Once Upon a Time in the West” by Sergio Leone.

Phobias

As a probable result of a childhood spent underground, Bronson suffered from claustrophobia, but he also had a constant fear of germs and infections, which perfectly explained his notorious aversion to handshakes.

Relations

In 1949 Bronson married colleague Harriet Tendler, with whom he had two children, Suzanne and Tony. The couple divorced in 1965 and three years later the actor returned to the altar with actress Jill Ireland, with whom he remained until her death in 1990 and with whom he had two more daughters, Zuleika and Katarina. Charles' third marriage was in 1998 to Kim Weeks.

The death

Charles Bronson died on August 30, 2003 at Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles after a long hospital stay. The actor had been in failing health since the late 1990s, when he was hospitalized for hip surgery. In the following years, he was also diagnosed with lung cancer and Alzheimer's. His grave is in Brownsville Cemetery in the town of West Windsor, Vermont.

Charles Bronson,

il “giustiziere della notte” moriva 20 anni fa

L’infanzia in miniera, il nome “sovietico” e il rutto che avviò una carriera, tutto quello che non sapevate sull’icona dallo sguardo torvo più famoso del cinema

Origini

Charles Dennis Buchinsky è nato il 3 novembre 1921 a Ehrenfeld in Pennsylvania, da genitori immigrati dalla Lituania e fu l’undicesimo di quindici figli, tutti cresciuti in povertà estrema. Nella prima infanzia, Charles non parlava inglese, ma dovette mettersi in pari alla svelta

Fatica precoce

Quando Charles aveva dieci anni il padre morì e il bambino seguì le sue orme ottenendo un lavoro in miniera, come molti coetanei, rischiando la vita ogni giorno per circa un dollaro a settimana. Non sorprende troppo che a quell’età il futuro volto di pietra del cinema americano fosse già un fumatore.

La guerra

Dopo essere diventato il primo della famiglia Buchinsky a prendere il diploma, nel 1943 Charles si arruolò nell’esercito degli Stati Uniti e combatté nella Seconda Guerra Mondiale come pilota in venticinque missioni aeree.

Il nome

All’inizio della sua carriera cinematografica, Buchinsky dovette fermarsi un attimo a pensare al proprio nome. Negli anni ’50 il senatore Joe McCarthy dette il via a una caccia al presunto comunista che fece strage tra gli intellettuali e gli artisti di tutto il paese con l’accusa di tradimento e collusione con l’Unione Sovietica. Il cognome lituano di Charles avrebbe potuto farne un facile bersaglio, così l’aspirante attore prese il nome tutto americano di Bronson.

Il primo ruolo

Per il suo debutto cinematografico in “Il comandante Johnny” del 1951 Bronson ricorse a una particolare abilità che nessun altro dei pretendenti al ruolo aveva: quella di ruttare a comando.

Successo europeo

Prima di diventare un’icona del cinema di genere in America con “Il giustiziere della notte” del 1974, Charles ebbe difficoltà a sfondare a Hollywood, ma già dalla fine degli anni ’60 fu un volto amatissimo in Europa, grazie a film western come “I cannoni di San Sebastian” di Henri Verneuil e “C’era una volta il West” di Sergio Leone.

Fobie

Come probabile risultato di un’infanzia passata sotto terra Bronson soffrì di claustrofobia, ma ebbe anche un terrore continuo di germi e infezioni, il che spiegava perfettamente la sua nota repulsione per le stette di mano.

Relazioni

Nel 1949 Bronson sposò la collega Harriet Tendler, con la quale ebbe due figli, Suzanne e Tony. La coppia divorziò nel 1965 e tre anni dopo l’attore tornò all’altare con l’attrice Jill Ireland, con la quale rimase fino alla sua morte nel 1990 e con la quale ebbe altre due figlie, Zuleika e Katarina. Il terzo matrimonio di Charles fu nel 1998 con Kim Weeks.

La morte

Charles Bronson morì il 30 agosto 2003 al Cedars-Sinai Medical Center di Los Angeles dopo una lunga degenza. L’attore era ormai di salute cagionevole dalla fine degli anni ’90, quando fu ricoverato per un’operazione all’anca. Negli anni successivi gli furono diagnosticati anche un tumore ai polmoni e l’Alzheimer. La sua tomba si trova al cimitero di Brownsville nella cittadina di West Windsor, Vermont.

#charles bronson #sergio leonesergioleone cinema film thegoodthebadandtheugly western movie spaghettiwestern leevancleef movies enniomorricone el #cinema western #action #western #male actor #actor #muvi police

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