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maybank-starkey-obx · 4 years

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Summer Nights

Pairing: Rafe x Reader

Synopsis: it’s summer, and you’re visiting the Outer Banks, and the Cameron’s are old family friends. You and Rafe, always had a flirtation banter, and it gets taken to another level one night.

Warnings: Smut! Kinky, choking, swearing, rough. Dirty (18+) Drug use, unprotected sex.

“Mom, I’m tired,” you groan as your mom tells you to get up so you guys can go visit the Cameron’s.

“You slept through whole drive here, and you’re sleeping now (Y/N), don’t be rude. Get up!” She tells you and you sigh.

“Fine, but we better not stay long,” you shove your sheets off of you and she was standing there with her hands on her hips, with a disapproving look. “Okay, Okay. Let me change real quick,” you wave her off and she turns leaving.

It was your first day back in OBX for summer. It was where your family had the summer house, and where you went most years. Good ol’ North Carolina with the hottest heat. You were going to see some family friends. The Cameron’s, you’ve been friends with Sarah and Rafe since you guys were like 12 and still going strong. You change into some shorts and a tank top and slip on some sandals before heading downstairs to your parents.

“I’m ready to go!” You call out walking into the kitchen where mom was wrapping Tupperware of cookies, probably as a gift. She never went to a place empty handed.

“Okay, go call your dad and we’ll go,” she nods. You walk out and stop at the end of the stairs.

“Dad! Let’s go!” You call out.

“Coming!” He replies and jogs down the stairs, dressed in his nicest khaki shorts and polo and it just makes you shake your head. While you guys were in the obx you and your parents were considered Kooks. Although you never acted like an uptight asshole. Not like Rafe at least. He may have been hot, but he was crazy. A hot, crazy kook. You’ve always found him attractive, but you’d never let him know that with the pride he already had. You guys always had that flirtation whenever you came around. You and Sarah were jsut good friends of course, but you and rafe always went back and forth. You guys all pile into the car and it was extremely hot, I think we were currently going through a heatwave.

You get to the house and it looked the same, big and white and on figure 8. We get out and walk to the front. Mom knocks on the door and it opens to reveal the one and only Rafe Cameron. He smiles when he sees us.

“Hey!” He says. “You guys are back!” He dazzled your parents with his charming smile and you roll your eyes at his charade.

“Hey Rafe!” Mom chirps. “It’s good to see you again,” she pulls him into a hug. “Have you grown even more!?”

“Maybe,” he laughs. “Good to see you guys,” he says and dad pats his back.

“Hey Rafe,” he nods at him.

“So the rents are in the kitchen,” he points out. “If you guys want to go check that out,” he adds.

“Yeah, thanks hun!” Mom says and walks off with dad to the kitchen.

Rafes gaze falls on you and You notice his eyes look you up and down and You feel your cheeks flush at his stare.

“(Y/L/N),” he says slowly.

“Cameron,” you smirk getting your confidence back.

“It’s been a minute huh?” He smirks back at you.

“Indeed,” you nod.

“Do I get a hug... or!? Are we too old for that!?” He asks and you roll your eyes making him chuckle. “You look good.”

“When do I not!?” You joke and he nods.

“Same old (Y/N),” he says. “Did you miss me!? Is that why you joined your parents today!?”

“You caught me!” You nod. “I missed you so bad... that I had to get up from my glorious sleep, just to visit you, and your pink polo,” you fix the collar of the shirt and he grins looking down at you.

“Thought so,” he nods. “Probably why you’re all dolled up in those shorts and tank top huh!?” He grabs the string of your tank top and pulls it letting it snap back.

“Yeah, all for you,” you say sarcastically. “Where’s Sarah!?” You push him back.

“She’s out,” he shrugs. “Probably hanging out with that John B kid,” he rolls his eyes.

“John B!? Really?” I ask and he nods. “Since when!? Why hasn’t she told me this!?”

“Probably because she’s hiding it from everyone,” he said.

“Is she still with Topper!?” You ask.

“I’m pretty sure she cheated on him with John B,” he tells you and you jaw drops. “But, she doesn’t admit anything to me. You’ll have to figure it out yourself,” he puts his hands up.

“Damn,” you shake your head.

You never cared for Topper. He was just another kook, but you knew that he cared for Sarah... a lot. You never thought of her as the cheering type! But You gotta talk to her about it!

“Yup,” he nods. “I’d stay with you, but a friend asked me hang. So...” he drifts.

“That’s fine,” you shrug and he nods.

“There’s a party tonight,” he tells you. “You should come, it’s at Toppers place,” he adds. “8:00, if you’re down.”

“Oh cool! Sure,” You nod. “See you then Cameron,” you cross your arms and he smirks.

“See you then (Y/L/N),” he nods and turns sauntering off.

You throw your clothes around your room out of your suitcase looking for something nice to wear tonight. You were going to that party Rafe told you about and you didn’t know what to wear.

“(Y/N),” mom knocks on your door and opens it. “Someone’s here to see you!” She grins and then Sarah walks in.

“Sarah!” You exclaim standing up and she smiles.

“(Y/N)!” She runs over hugging you. “I missed you!”

“I missed you too!” You nod after pulling away from the hug.

“What ar you doing in here!? It’s a mess,” she looks around your room and laughs.

“Oh...” you laugh. “I was looking for something to wear, rafe invited me to Top’s party,” you tell her.

“Ah,” she nods.

“You coming!?” I ask and her smile drops slightly.

“No,” she mumbles. “Me and Topper aren’t together anymore.”

“What!? Why!?” You ask. You wanted to act dumb to see if she’d tell you about John B and all that.

“Well...” she looks around and then closes your door and sits on the bed. “I have a lot to tell you.”

“Well! I’m all ears,” you grin and sit back down by your suitcase looking through the clothes still.

“You know John B?” She asks and you nod. “Well... him and I have been... seeing each other a little bit,” she tells you and you glance at her.

“Did you cheat on Topper?” You ask.

“Um...” she drifts. “We were having some troubles okay! And I kissed John B! But then I ended it,” she tells you and your eyes widen. “Don’t hate me!”

“I don’t hate you Sarah,” you say. “But... dude.”

“I know! Im mad at myself for it,” she nods.

“Topper wasn’t a bad guy to you,” you tell her and she nods again.

“I know that. I suck for that, but listen. I really like John B,” she says and you nod. “Like he’s so cute,” she grins. “And he’s not a bad guy at all.”

“He never seemed like one,” you shrug. “Also! Why the hell didn’t you text me and tell me this all!?” You ask. “Or call!”

“I know I should’ve,” she says. “Sorry, I just got sidetracked, and I thought it would be better to tell you in person!” She explains and you nod. “But, you should meet the pouges (Y/N) they’re cool!”

“Yeah, they always seemed kinda cool,” you say. You’ve always wondered what their lives were like. They were always so free when you’d see them around. It looked fun. But your parents wouldn’t let you hang out with them. “Now... can you help me find an outfit!?” You ask her.

“Of course!” She nods. “What are we going for!? Sexy or cute!?”

“Always sexy,” you say and she laughs. “Also, tell me more about John B!” And she blushes at the mention of his name.

After an hour of talking, and finding the right outfit you were ready. Your makeup was done previously and you kept your hair out. You look at yourself in the mirror. You were dressed in a tight, light blue skirt that was mid thigh, with a slight slit on the side, with a white tank top tucked in. It showed all your lovely curves perfectly.

“You look amazing!” Sarah tells you and you grin.

“Thanks,” you say. “So... you’re not coming!?” You sigh.

“No,” she shakes her head. “You have fun though!”

“Okay, lets go,” You grab your qbag and slip on some white keds.

We head downstairs and your mom and dad were watching tv.

“We’re going,” You tell them and they turn.

“Where?” Mom asks.

“Just hanging out,” you lie and she nods.

“Well have fun, don’t stay out too late,” she tells you and your dad nods in agreement.

“Okay, love you guys!” You call out.

“Love you,” they reply and you guys leave the house.

“Thanks for covering for me,” you say to Sarah and she nods.

“Anytime,” she replies. She told you she’d drive you there.

When you got there it was full, and the music was loud. You turn to Sarah.

“Thanks,” you said again.

“No problem,” she shrugs. “Have fun! And text me so we can hang tomorrow or something.”

“Okay,” you nod. “Bye! Love ya!”

“Love ya!” She blows a kiss your way and you smile getting out of her car. You wave before shutting the door and turning toward fhe party. This was gonna be a fun way to start off your summer.

You walk into the house, music loud, people all over, upstairs, downstairs outside. It smelt like sweat, alcohol and drugs. You look around to the people grinding on each other and soem making out, some talking. You definitely needed a drink if you are trying to have fun tonight.

You walk to the kitchen and you notice Topper and Rafe standing next to each other with some other friends. Topper notices you and grins.

“(Y/N)!” He calls out and Rafe turns and immediately checks you out and it makes you smirk.

“Topper!” You exclaim walking over to him.

“You’re back!” Topper smiles and pulls you into a side hug.

“I am, did you miss me?” You ask and he chuckles.

“Who in obx didn’t?” He asks and you laugh. “Want a drink?” He asks.

“Yeah!” You nod and he goes over to the table of alcohol.

“You look good tonight,” Rafe steps closer and leans in to say that to you. His breath smelt of alcohol, and his pupils were dilated, you know that Rafe started doing coke. Last summer was when he started actually and he was only 19.

“Thanks,” you say. “You don’t look too bad,” you reply with a smirk and he nods.

“I know I look good,” he tells you cockily and you roll your eyes. “Nice skirt,” he stares down at your ass and you chuckle.

“Eyes are up here Cameron,” you tell him and he looks into your eyes and smirks.

“I know where they are,” he replies.

“Here!” Topper comes back with your drink and you take it.

“Thanks!” You nod and take a sip. It was a concoction of something and it was strong. “Damn, trying to give me alcohol poisoning Top!?” You laugh coughing a bit.

“Sorry,” he laughs. “I’m drunk, I don’t know what I did.”

“It’s okay,” You shrug. “The stronger the better.”

“Ain’t that true,” Rafe laughs.

“Hey! (Y/N)!” You notice Kelce walk over. “You’re back!”

“I am!” You nod and he pulls you into a hug.

“How’s it going!?” He asks. “Long time no see.”

“Going good,” You reply.

“You look good tonight,” he eyes you up and down and smirks.

“Thanks, so do you!” You grin back at him and you noticed Rafe staring at you guys, and glaring at Kelce. Jealous or something?

“Thank you,” he says. “So, any SC guy snatch you up yet?” He chuckles.

“Nope, not yet,” you shake your head.

“Ah, lucky for us obx guys then,” he smirks and you laugh.

“Obx guys aren’t my type,” You remark back and Kelce laughs.

“I see, I see...” he nods.

“They’re good for some short term fun tho!” You add and Rafe looked so annoyed right now. What was his deal? It was kelce You was talking to not soem rando. He’s so jealous. And for some reason, that was hot.

“Yeah,” kelce says and then someone calls his name. “Well, I should go, my boys calling. It was good seeing you again (Y/N),” he grins.

“Yeah, you too,” you nod and he walks off.

“Short term fun?” Rafe repeats what you said.

“That’s what I said,” you nod and he scoffs. “Jealous there Rafe?” You ask with a smirk.

“You wish (Y/N),” he replies.

“Well, say that to the glare on your face,” You point out and Topper laughs and that makes Rafe glare harder.

“Fuck off,” he says and you laugh. “I’m going to take a hit,” he turns around and walks off.

“Hey wait up!” Topper says. “Coming (Y/N)?” He asks and starts walking, you follow.

“Take a hit?” You question even though you knew what it meant. He was gonna do drugs, snort coke. But you just needed some reassurance, because damn.

“You know, shirt some coke,” Topper tells you.

“So you do it too?” You ask and he nods. “Since when?”

“Since recently,” he shrugs. “It’s a good party drug (Y/N), no biggie,” he says and you guys stop at a table of people and rafe was now sitting down next to some girls.

He holds a rolled up dollar bill in his hand, and bends down to the table putting the dollar to his right nostril and then snorts the line of coke in front of him. You’ve never seen this happen in real life, You felt like an innocent kid watching an R rated movie. He sits up and wipes his nose sniffling a bit.

“Top,” he nods to him and points the dollar toward him. Topper walks over taking it from him. He sits across from Rafe and does the same thing. Rafe’s eyes catch mine.

“Want a bump (Y/N)?” Rafe asks with a grin. You didn’t know what to say. You’ve never done coke, ever. The most you have done is smoke weed. Not cocaine.

“Um...” is all you manage to say.

“C’mere,” he waves you over and you walk over to him past some girls. He surprisingly pulls you down onto his lap.

“I don’t know Rafe,” you look at him.

“It’s fun,” he says. “And not hard to do. Look, it’s your first time, it won’t be too bad,” he adds and you look at the table. He grabs the dollar bill from Topper. “You just snort it,” he instructs. “But... if you don’t want to, you don’t have to,” he loosely puts his arm around your hip so it’s resting on your thigh and the feeling gave you tingles. Being this close to Rafe was new, sitting on his lap. Just under his shorts was something else. It turned you on.

“Um... sure,” you mumble. You didn’t want to be a downer at this party. So why not?

“Here, why don’t we do this,” he says. “It’s easier than snorting it,” he tells you. You watch at his puts the dollar on the counter and then licks his finger pressing it into the powder on the table and then he lifts his finger.

“Open your mouth,” he tells you and you just listen without question. He puts his finger into your mouth and rubs the powder on your gums. You stare at him as he does this, and soon pulls his finger back. “See... easy,” he grins and your breath hitches a bit.

“Yeah,” you nod.

“Here, might taste a bit... bitter,” he chuckles grabbing your drink from the table and passing it to you. “Just relax now,” he adds and you nod sipping the strong drink.

An hour or more has passed and you were high, and slightly drunk. But you were having a good time with Rafe. You guys haven’t left the couch, you were chilling with his friends here and you were still sitting on his lap.

“Hey, stay still for a second,” Rafe tells you and you turn to watch him, and he puts a bit of coke on your exposed shoulder, attempting to make a line without a card or something sharp. “Don’t move (Y/N),” he says again.

“Dude, I haven’t,” you laugh. He brings his finger up to his left nostril and without using the rolled bill he just snorts it through his right nostril off of you. Something about him doing it off of you, was so hot... it turned you on. Throughout the night, Rafe has kept getting you horny. Something about him and the way he looks. Instead of his slicked back hair, it was slightly messy now and it looked good and sitting on his lap was nice, smelling his cologne. It all made you wet for him. It was annoying, but at the same time... thrilling, because you wanted more. You were just unsure if he’d want it too, or do anything about it.

He wipes his nose sniffling again and looks at you because you were staring at him.

“What!?” He asks grinning slightly.

“Nothing,” you mumble.

“You smell good,” he tells you and your cheeks flush just by the slight compliment.

“Thanks,” you reply. “You do too,” you add. You sip on your drink and notice him staring at you. “What’re you staring at?” You ask.

“You were just staring at me,” he shrugs. “What’s the difference?”

“You were just doing coke off of my shoulder, that’s the difference. I have a reason to stare,” you snark back and he rolls his eyes.

“Don’t be a brat,” he said.

“I am not,” you remark. “If I’m a brat, you’re an arrogant ass.”

“Shut up,” he shakes his head.

“Make me,” you smirk and he looks at you and licks his lips.

“Don’t say that,” he tells you.

“Why?” You shrug. “Afraid you can’t do it?” You challenge and he chuckles.

“You know I like a challenge (Y/N),” he says.

“Yeah...” you nod. “So make me Rafe,” you add as seductively as ever. You don’t know what came over you, but you were turned on for this guy right in front of you.

You saw his eyes turn dark, and without you even realizing, he closes the gap between you two and kisses you. You were shocked at first, but then you kiss him back scooting closer onto his lap. He wraps his arm your waist and your hand was resting on his chest. He runs a hand down to your hip squeezing it a bit and you sigh and he slips his tongue into your mouth. His lips were soft and, he tasted like alcohol and mint, but you loved it. Kissing him just made you want to go to a room and rip his clothes off right now. You slowly grind your on top of him and he lets out a low groan, and you could feel him get hard in his shorts and it made you hornier.

He pulls away and you bite his lower lip and he sighs. “Get up,” he tells you and you stand up off of him. He does too and grabs your hand and pulls you along with him.

He pushes past some people and you guys end upstairs, and he walks into an empty room locking the door behind him and you watch him. He turns to you in the dark room, the moon the only light between you guys. He grabs your hand pulling you close to him and smashing his lips onto yours. He runs his hands down to your thighs and lifts you up, and you wrap your legs around his waist. He slams you back against a wall and you let out a moan.

“I thought obx guys weren’t your type,” he mumbles close to your lips.

“Oh shut up,” you said.

“That’s my line baby,” he says and kisses your neck and you lift your head to give him better access. He runs his hands up your bare leg to your skirt and hips. He sucks and nips at your neck making you moan when he sucks your sweet spot. He moves his hands to the hem of your shirt and you let him slip it off and throw it somewhere in the dark room. He moves you guys over to the bed and drops you onto it. He admires your body laying on the bed.

“Just looking at your earlier had me wanting to rip your clothes off,” he says. “That little skirt,” he hovers over you kissing down your chest. He makes his way to your stomach leaving wet kisses and hickeys all the way down to your skirt.

“You know...” you say and he pulls your bra down without unclasping it, he just pulled it down. “This isn’t gonna shut me up,” you tease and he runs a finger over you nipple and you moan.

“Really,” he said. “You wanna play it that way (Y/N)?” He asks.

“Only fair... huh,” you quirk your eyebrow up. You pull him down on the bed and get on top of him straddling his lap. You kiss his neck and grab his shirt and pull it off to run your hands down his toned body. So smooth under your touch.

“Yeah,” he says. “I guess you’re gonna have to listen to daddy’s orders if you’re gonna shut up,” he lifts one hand to your throat and you sigh. Daddy and choking? This was a dream come true.

“Maybe,” you nod. You weren’t being a good girl tonight clearly.

“Maybe,” he repeats and chuckles. “Get on your knees,” he demands and you follow his demand and get on your knees. He unbuckles his shorts and you help him pull them down along with his briefs. His member pops out and it makes your eyes widen and mouth water. He was bigger than expected. His dick was long, and thick and just perfect.

“Like what you see?” He smirks. “Now suck it,” he adds and you grab his cock with one hand pumping it a few times before spitting on it. You lick up his shaft and he sighs. “Don’t tease me (Y/N), suck it,” he grips your hair and you wrap your lips around the tip and suck the Pre-cum and swirl your tongue over it. You slowly move your head down his length and he lets out a small moan and jerks his hips making you gag on it.

“Faster,” he grunts and you start bobbing your head up and down, but soon he starts thrusting into the back of your throat making your eyes water. “Fuck,” he sighs pushing your head down on his cock and he thrusts into your mouth. “How’s that for shutting you up!?” He says through thrusts. “You’re pretty little face being fucked by my cock, you really know how to take it!”

You gag against him and try to relax as he thrusts hitting the back of your throat. You felt the saliva drip down, making it real messy and sloppy. But he was loving it. “I’ve always imagined fucking your little whore mouth,” he moans and that makes you moan against his cock and he groans. “Fuck!” He says pushing your head down again before he lifts your head completely off his cock and saliva drips down your chin.

“Look at me,” he tells you and you do, his fingers still gripping your hair. “Dirty whore,” he grabs his cock with his other hand and smacks your cheek with it, all the wetness on your cheek. “Did that shut you up!?” He asks, moving his hand from your hair to neck and you moan.

“No,” you say and you feel him squeeze your neck and you moan.

“Listen here slut,” he said. “You’re not gonna talk back to me, unless you wanna get punished, got it!?” He asks and pulls you up. “You don’t want to be punished.”

“What if I do daddy,” you smirk.

“Take your skirt off,” he says and you pull it off only in your black lace thong. He grabs your thighs pulling you closer to him. He runs 2 fingers over your clothed core and chuckles.

“Already so wet for me huh?” He states. “Soaking through your panties like a little whore,” he adds just making you more wet. He pulls your panties down and you kick them to the side. He runs his fingers through your folds and the contact was amazing and made you close your eyes.

“You like that!?” He asks slowly pressing down on your clit and you moan. He rubs circle and you start moaning repeatedly. “I don’t think I can get you to shut up (Y/N), you’re a moaning whore,” he tells you and you whimper when he moves his hand away. He then pulls you so you’re bent over his lap and then smacks your ass.

“Such a nice ass,” he says smacking it again and moving his hand between your legs to rub your pussy. “Such a nice pussy,” he adds. “On such a dirty girl,” he said and you moan.

“Fuck Rafe, hurry up,” you moan.

“Don’t tell me what to do,” he smacks your ass again. “And you call me daddy,” another smack.

“Yes daddy,” you moan out.

“There we go, now you’re listening,” he rubs your pussy again and starts teasing at your entrance. “You’re so wet,” he hums and then shoved 2 fingers inside of you making you let out a sinful moan.

“Fuck!” You groan and he starts moving relentlessly. You spread your legs for him as he shoves the two fingers in and out of you making you moan loudly.

“Just so you know,” he slams them in and out, with you still bent over his knees. “You’re not allowed to cum until I say so,” he adds and you moan.

“But...” you moan. You already felt the knot in your stomach. “Fuck... Rafe,” you say.

“Not, Rafe!” He growls.

“Daddy,” you moan. “I’m close!”

“This is only a little punishment (Y/N), don’t make it worse!” He grunts keeping his speed. He curls his fingers and that makes you clench around him.

“Fuck daddy,” you say. “Please!” You moan.

“No,” he says and you squeeze your eyes shut? The sound of your wetness was echoing around the room. “Be a good girl for daddy and don’t cum,” he curls his fingers again and you whine.

“But... I’m so close! Please,” you beg. “Please daddy,” you say.

“Shut up,” he said not stopping.

“Slow down,” you moan.

“What was that!?” He chuckles keeping the speed, if not going faster.

“Fuck,” you moan. “I’ll be a good girl daddy, please let me cum,” you say. “Please,” you turn to look at him, all fucked out and he groans just looking at you still moving his fingers.

“Fuck...” he says. “Fine,” he adds. “Cum on daddy’s fingers,” he tells you and his words just make you go over the edge, clenching around his still moving fingers. He slows his movement but keeps going, riding out your high, he pulls them out and then sucks his fingers. You move to get up.

“No, stay,” he tells you and you stay put. He moves his hand down between your legs again rubbing your clit and you moan, still weak.

“Fuck... again!?” You sigh.

“Have you ever squirted!?” He asks and you shake your head no. “Well, I’m gonna make you.”

“What!?” You ask and he rubs his fingers at your entrance and you moan.

“Yeah, daddy’s gonna make you squirt,” he chuckles. “You gonna be a good girl and let daddy?”

“Rafe,” you say and then he shoves his fingers back into your sensitive pussy and you moan.

“Shh,” he says and starts slamming his fingers in and out of you. You felt his palm hit your ass, while his middle and ring finger slam inside of you. He curls his fingers wigglings them inside of you and you moan loudly.

“Fuck...” you say your legs shaking. It was too much after your last orgasm. You were weak and already felt like you were gonna cum again.

“I’m gonna be the first to make this tight pussy squirt!” He grunts curling his fingers deep inside of you and you clench around him moaning and swearing. He moves them up and down and you felt this weird sensation. “Come on baby, I can feel it,” he moves his fingers rough and fast.

“Oh fuck!” You moan. He spanks your ass with his other hand and you moan.

“Good girl, take my fingers in that pussy and squirt,” he says wigglings his fingers and you clench around him moaning. Then you feel this release of wetness spill out and he takes his fingers out and rubs your pussy as you moan. “Fuck yeah,” he says smacking your ass. You already felt exhausted.

“Shit...” you sigh.

“You’re being a good girl now huh?” He spanks you.

“Yes daddy,” you say.

“Good job,” he said. He lifts you up and kisses your lips, and you loved feeling his soft lips on yours. “Now... I want you to ride me,” he mumbles close to your lips. You nod. “Show me what you got...” he squeezes your ass and you push him back in the bed. He watches your every move and you get on top of him above his cock. He strokes it a couple of times and you align it with your entrance and slowly sink down on it, both of you letting out a moan.

“You’re so tight,” he groans as you take him in fully adjusting to his size and the new pleasure, even though you’ve had a lot already. “Start moving baby,” he tells you and you start moving up and down slowly.

“Faster,” he says and thrusts up slightly making you moan. You start bouncing up and down his cock, grinding your hips to add more and he grunts. He grips your hips, digging his fingers into them making marks. “Fuck,” he sighs and you keep bouncing, your tits bouncing with you. He reaches one hand to cup one and massages it and you moan throwing your head back.

“Such a good little slut,” he tells you and you moan. “I bet no South Carolina guy has made you feel like this,” he moves his hand to your neck. “Look at me and tell me how good I make you feel (Y/N),” your name falling off his lips was so amazing. You moan looking at him, his hand around your neck.

“Your cock makes me feel so good daddy,” you tell him and he moans. “It’s so big inside my tight pussy,” you add and he groans.

“Fuck yeah it is,” he says. “Your tight, wet pussy! You love when I fuck you,” he grunts and starts thrusting as your bouncing gets sloppy.

“Fuck I love it,” you moan and he squeezes your neck slightly. “It feels so good!”

“Yours such a good slut,” he said.

“I’m so close,” you breathe out.

“Beg daddy to cum,” he demands.

“Please daddy,” you whine. “Let me cum all over your cock,” you say. “Please...” you look down at him and he moans.

“Fuck,” he says. “Whenever you’re ready baby,” he thrusts hard and you let out a loud moan, feeling yourself release all over him and clench around him. “Ah, fuck!” He grunts keeping his thrusts as you drop down onto him. He moves his hands to your ass squeezing it as he keeps thrusting into you, his dick twitching inside of you.

“Fill me up,” you say in his ear and he grunts.

“Fuck (Y/N),” he moans thrusting once more and then keeping himself burried deep inside as you feel him release inside of you and you both moan. He kisses the side of your neck thrusting slowly and then pulling out of you.

“Good girl,” he whispers smacking your ass. “Who knew you could take dick so good,” he chuckles looking at you. Your cheeks were flush now and both your breathing was erratic.

“Who knew you had such good dick to give,” you reply and he laughs.

“I’m sure you already knew,” he says and then pulls you into a kiss. “A good way to start the summer,” he mumbles close to your lips.

You and rafe just had sex. It really was a good way to start the summer.

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A/N

Hope y’all enjoyed! Open for requests and all.

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btssavedmylifeblr · 3 years

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I forgot to send on my voting story. Ok so my brother and I both got mail in ballots, and let me tell you how we both forgot to mail it in so we just thought to bring them to our voting location. The lady there kinda yelled at us? She was confused and didn't know how to go about it. And honestly I just took it because we were the idiots who didn't mail in our ballots. We had to rip them up and they just us new ones to fill out in person and submit. Not exciting, but a story for void snippet. 👀

Anonymous said: Hi!! I'm so excited for void! I voted today around 30 minutes before the polls closed in my neighborhood because I had to wait for my dad and brother to get home from work since they wanted to go all together hehe. It was a pretty fast process! We just pressed buttons on screens (compared to last election where we had to bubble in everything by hand) plus, I got to keep the stylus that they gave us and it works on phones too! 🥰🥰 Thank you! I love your writing so much 💜💜💜

Anonymous said: I did mine through mail me and my husband did and we went to the post office a little while back and then he took us on a nice little date afterward and we got ice cream! Also I love void💖 keep up the good work

Anonymous said: VOTES FOR VOID??? I love democracy and I love VOID! So since May I've (temporarily) moved back home from New York to Indiana RE: covid; I've voted absentee for the both the primaries and presidential election (I'm still in IN rn...blah). I voted early and mailed in my ballot for the presidential election (about 3 weeks ago). Made sure my family was voting (brother mailed it in, mom dropped off a ballot, and dad did early voting) and encourage them to put up a Biden sign in our yard <3

Anonymous said: HI BEE! I ALSO VOTED TODAY! IM 21 SO THIS IS MY FIRST TIME VOTING FOR THE PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION (my 18th bday didnt make the cutoff since im a december bday) im so happy to have done my part! I made sure to study up on the judges and policies and everything! Luckily the polling place didn't have a line so i was able to get in, get my ballot, and fill it in right away! I even dragged my mom and cousin to come with me. I made a joke on snapchat to encourage my friends to vote too. It was a pic of my "i voted" sticker with a caption saying "omg youre so sexy when you vote aHaha" -🦙

Anonymous said: this is my first time doing this so, so i hope i’m sending this correctly! i voted early in late september by mail! i live in a swing state, so it’s really important for me to vote and not waste time!! bc of my age, this is my first time voting so i’m really nervous 😅

Anonymous said: I voted by email! I'm overseas so I wasn't sure if my ballot would actually make it through in time, so I decided to go electronically. Had to sign a waiver saying I understand that my vote won't be anonymous but I haven't been given a reason to suspect voter suppression/fraud in my state, so I'm happy I think...!

Anonymous said: hi, i voted early on oct 24th. my absentee ballot didn't come in, so i had to travel back home to vote (~3 hour drive). when we got there, there was a ton of people outside the polling place, but no lines, so i was in and out pretty quick. it was my first time voting, so i had all the candidates i was voting for written down on a tiny receipt so i wouldn't forget 😅. my mom was with me, so she voted too. took a pic with my sticker (mask on for extra covid-ness) and went home. drove back the next afternoon!

whippedforkook said: Hi Bee. 💕 I voted in early October - nearly a month ago! 😱 It’s been really weird with all the lead up to the election because it felt like it should have been done once I cast my ballot! A lot of my friends have volunteered to get out the vote: writing postcards to voters, texting, phone banking, working the polls, curing ballots. I didn’t volunteer at all this year, but I hope that all of my friends’ hard work and everyone else’s is enough. I’m also hoping and praying that I will be in a better place mentally for 2022 so that I too can volunteer. Our work starts with 2020 not ends. 💕 Wishing you well. 💕

begineuphoria said: I went and voted last Friday as it was our last early voting day. No way was I going to wait until today with the crowds of people in my area that still act as if masks are somehow infringing on their rights. 🙄 It was a rather normal experience for the most part. Other than having to use a coffee stir stick to press the buttons on the machine to vote. In and out within five minutes.

Anonymous said: I voted down the street at this pretty park this morning. I got up at 5:30 and it was freezing. Luckily I wore like 30 layers and stood outside for 2 hours. Some nasty orange man supporters were rude but everyone else was pretty nice. A really cute older couple was playing soccer with pine cones and kicked it towards me to play too. Not the worst time tbh.

Anonymous said: Did mail-in voting in California! Extremely exhausting and took forever to research all the propositions - they are notoriously tricky in hiding their flaws and one side tends to outrageously outspend the other. But in the end I felt really good about my research and decisions! No need for you to post a snippet for this story - would like to save that to read sometime in the future ;) Thank you so much for doing this!

joonsgotthejuice said: Votes for void??? I am here! I went last Thursday and it was chaotic bc I kept going past the poll place but the line was soooo long so my mom called me and woke me up like "its pouring rain and the line is super short get up I'm gonna pick you up" so thats the story of how I got dressed in 5 minutes and dragged my ass to vote in the rain <3

Anonymous said: i voted early on thursday it was cold and rainy but i went in the late afternoon and thankfully the only waiting i did was a few minutes for an elevator i got very lucky and while waiting for the results is awful the relief that came from voting in general was just great

Anonymous said: Wheeew the polls just closed and I finally got to cast my ballot yayyy ( I was the one working the polls from earlier) it’s been a really really long day and we actually had surprisingly good turnout. I saw a woman try to vote for someone else who claimed to be “helping” and I saw a woman who I’m pretty sure was on some typa something 👀 Overall though I really I’m really thankful for people like you who encouraged people to get out and vote. I hope the odds are in our favor❤️🤞🏼

chelsea-chee said: Hello Bee! Today surprisingly my elderly father wanted to vote so I brought him out with me. He only cared about voting for Biden, which meant I got to help decide who he should vote for with the rest of the candidates and amendments! Say hello to baby bee for me as well! 💖

Anonymous said: Okay I gonna got a chance to vote today and the process wasn’t that bad actually. I went in just now and it wasn’t that busy( thankfully) so no lines. I’m from Texas and it’s gonna be almost impossible to turn this state blue, but every vote counts! I love that you are getting people to vote and also sharing your experiences as well!

owl-orgy said: Dropped off my mail in ballot at a polling location! I originally wanted to vote early in person because I was worried my signature wouldn’t match closely enough but ended up just turning it in and double checked today to make it said “ballot accepted and counted”!

Anonymous said: I voted in person this afternoon, better late than never I guess. I was gonna go last week but then I got cramps from hell. There was no one in line in front of me, I think my county early voted because it was packed everyday the last few weeks

Anonymous said: I voted early a couple weeks ago. Exciting thing though that did happen was I got both my parents to vote for their first time ever.

Anonymous said: I had a mail in vote. So, I filled it out and dropped it in at the ballot box at my library. (I also checked out books for the first time in years, so I had fun!)

bubblyjiminnie said: I literally just finished voting. Lucky for me, the line and wait wasn’t very long, and it was a nice enough day that the short amount of time I had to spend in line outside of the building wasn’t too bad. My social anxiety when it comes to stuff like this tends to be high but that’s what I get for waiting until Election Day instead of going the mail in route. This was only my second time voting, but I’m glad that I did 😊

Anonymous said: I turned my ballot in last week :) I’m not a big fan of crowds and I hate make spur of the moment choices but despite that the first time I was able to vote back in 08 my Mom pressured me into voting in person because “you’d have to experience it at least once in our life”. And ever since then I comfortably vote by mail. I take my time, do all of my research, listen to music, and best of all don’t have to deal with people.

Anonymous said: here in Washington state it’s super easy to vote. I dropped my ballot off in mid-October and it’s already been accounted for! Mail in voting and drop box voting is fantastic and provides equal opportunity and access. Sad to see some people in red states misinforming Americans about it! We also have a referendum for implementing mandatory sex ed, including teaching respect, empathy and consent as part of the curriculum so I was happy to vote yes on that too!

unionrox006 said: I voted about 2 weeks ago by doing a mail in ballot. The other eligible to vote members of my household did the same. We chose to vote by absentee ballot because both my mom and I have an autoimmune disorder, so we have to be careful going out in the pandemic. Tbh, the ballot layout was a bit confusing at first as was all the paperwork and required IDs and documents. But my dad explained it to me and we got them filled out and mailed off. Kinda mad I didn't get a sticker for it though

bluetostone said: Love this and so excited for the next chp of void! I early voted a few weeks ago and because I live in a pretty rural county I was in and out of my polling place in a few minutes. No sticker though 😢. I live in a swing state so it could go either way in terms of delegates. Just praying everyone is safe tonight as the results roll in...though, won't we not know for sure for a couple of days or weeks?

Anonymous said: My mom, sister, and I received our early voting ballots a while ago and I took the longest to fill mine out because it was making me anxious :,( but I did return it before it was due. I checked our ballot statuses and mine and my moms were accepted but my sister’s said they hadn’t received hers back. Then she got another ballot so she filled that one out too and I took it yesterday 👍👍 I think she got two because she changed her address late so they sent two?

vixsynsblog said: Non-interesting voter story: I'm paranoid and live in a highly divided area, so I filed mail-in ASAP, mailed it a few days after cause neighbors are nosy and don't understand boundaries. Was able to track my ballot through my credit company, which was nice. Only thing I was missing was my sticker. Never got one✊😔. So I had to improvise and write it in pen on my disposable mask. I'm working all this week so if riots break out from either side, I'll be at work. Prayers for the safety of others🙏

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Waaah!!! Thank you all for voting!! You are all my heroes. I am so grateful and proud of you. I’m sorry I ran out of time to respond to you individually. I’m going to drop two big scenes from Chapter 7 in gratitude (one of which will be familiar to my patrons and one won’t). I’m hopeful I will have the whole next chapter out very soon. Love you all!

Void spoilers below the cut.

When you wake up in the morning, there are still no signed HR forms in your messages. Had you been a fool to think they were interested? How much time does it take to decide such a thing? Perhaps just by putting the idea out there explicitly, it had lost all of its taboo appeal.

There is a calendar reminder waiting for you: Today is chili pepper pollinating day. At least this gives you an excuse to talk to Hoseok.

You find the science officer in the lab as always, sitting with his knee up against his chest. Hoseok doesn’t look well. He’s got dark circles under his eyes.

“Hey, um…” You shuffle your feet. Want to fuck me? No wait…“You don’t look good. Were you here all night?” you ask.

He blinks at you, bleary-eyed. “Um, was I? Yeah.. I suppose. Lost track of time.” He rubs his eyes, before looking you up and down, then casting his gaze back to the floor.

All you want to do is ask about the forms. Or the meeting. Or what he thinks of you now. But you don’t. “I need to pollinate the chili peppers today.” Usually Hoseok is the person who assists with that. “But I can get one of the other guys to do it if you need the sleep.”

“No!” Hoseok lurches forward, standing up a bit to rapidly and needing to put his hand back on the bench to steady himself. “I mean, I’m fine.”

You should disgaree with him. He is exhausted. But you’d like more time to talk to him.

Pollinating the chili peppers is both time-sensitive and time-consuming, hence why it took two of you to get the job done. There were no insects on your ship to do the job for you and if they didn’t get pollinated, they wouldn’t bear any fruit. Your chili peppers were your favorite crop. Not only a vital source of Vitamin C, but all your food benefitted from having a bit of spice added to it.

You and Hoseok head for the greenhouse together. The intital set-up gives you something to talk about in the beginning. Hoseok gathers the pollen from one flower onto a paintbrush, then hands it over to you to paint onto the stigmas of each little flower on the next plant in the line.

Slowly the conversation dries up as you fall into a silent rhythm. Other than just enjoying the chili peppers, you must admit that this was one of your favorite tasks on the ship because of the high likelihood that the two of you would brush hands peridically. Always gave you butterflies. But today he seems extra intent on keeping his distance from you. Was he disgusted by you now? His hands are trembling.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

His hand twitches so hard that a little rain of yellow pollen cascades onto the floor. He curses in frustration before turning to face you. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Um, yes, I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“This, um, plan of yours…” he gestures to the vague tension in the air. “It doesn’t feel like you.”

“I’m trying to save the mission. That has always been my top priority.”

“Yeah, I’m still not clear on how this benefits the mission.”

“Yoongi said…” you start to say, but are cut off my Hoseok’s derisive snort.

“Look, if you’re in love with Yoongi, just go date him, okay? Don’t feel obligated to include the rest of us out of pity.”

You frown. “I’m not… I’m not in love with him. It’s just sex. Just biology.”

“This isn’t you!” Hoseok argues back. “You hated the idea of anyone of us ever treating you that way. And now you just want all of us to… to… use you like that?” He splutters out the end of the sentence.

��No one is using me! This is my plan! I’m in charge!”

He sighs. “Well, I can’t be a part of it. Excuse me.”

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Taehyung finds you in the gym. It’s good to see him up and about, even if his arm is still in a sling.

“Hey, so I need to talk to you about this, um, ape sex thing.” He fishes awkwardly into his pockets and pulls out his tablet. Maybe Jimin was right. Is Taehyung going to be the first to take you up on your offer?

You pause your jog on the elliptical machine. You wish you weren’t so sweaty and gross for this conversation. Taehyung is such an intimidatingly attractive man with those strong eyebrows and that perfect skin.

Taehyung opens up the tablet and flips to the form. It’s happening. He’s going to sign the form. Shit. Then what will you do? It’s one thing to say you want to have sex with your whole crew, but what if he’s hoping to go right now? You need a shower.

Taehyung has really nice hands. Long strong fingers delicately navigating the touch screen. It seems totally improbable that a man this attractive would be into you, even if you were the only woman in the universe. It just adds to your suspicions that hormones are driving everyone crazy. Perhaps if you slept with him once, he’d lose all interest.

He finds the form and then turns his gaze up to you, staring you down with those eyes. It’s a good thing that Taehyung rarely turns his full gaze on you, because it is almost too much to bear. Shit, is he just going to sign it? Is he waiting for you to give him some sort of signal?

“You can’t do this to Jimin,” he says.

“What?” Not what you were expecting. “Do what to Jimin?”

“This.” He gestures over the HR form. “Signing these forms with everyone. Having sex with everyone. You’re going to destroy Jimin.”

“Jimin’s the one who suggested this whole thing in the first place.” It’s a lie. You know its a lie. Or at least a gross exaggeration. But Jimin was the one who first brought up the idea of sharing. All for the benefit of the man in front of you now.

“No way.” Taehyung scoffs, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. “No way was it Jimin’s idea that you sleep with the whole crew.”

“Well…” You can’t bear his gaze anymore and look down at the floor. “He wanted me to sleep with you.”

That surprises Taehyung. He puts down the tablet. “What? Why would he want that?”

This is awkward. “He, um, thinks you’re in love with me.”

“What?” There is only surprise on Taehyung’s face. It’s actually a relief to see that Taehyung is just as shocked by that idea as you were. “Why does he think that?”

“I don’t know…” You feel kind of dumb now. Of course, Taehyung doesn’t feel that way about you. Look at him. “Cause you told him you were jealous. Cause you can’t stand to be in the same room as us…”

Taehyung bites his lip. “Oh, um, shit, sorry, that’s not what I meant.”

If Taehyung isn’t jealous of Jimin...

“Taehyung…” He looks up, biting his lip. “What did you mean? Who are you jealous of?”

Taehyung’s eyes widen, but he doesn’t say anything. Instead he reaches for his microphone and mutes it. Out of respect, you mute yours as well. He glances toward the camera in the corner of the room, then stands up and begins unzipping his jumpsuit.

“Um…” You are distracted by the golden arms that peak from either side of the tank top as the zipper reaches his groin. “What are you doing?”

“Need something to block the camera.”

“We have towels,” you mutter. But he’s already stripping out of his shirt. The musculature of his back ripples. He hangs the shirt off of the camera to block the rest of the room from view.

“Yeah, but this way anyone watching will think we’re having sex.” His chest is just as attractive as his back and you flush at the sight of it. Mercifully, he zips back into his jumpsuit as he returns to his position in front of the exercise machine.

“You want them to think we’re having sex?”

“Don’t you? It plays right into your whole save the mission with bonobo sex plan.”

“I suppose.” Though the plan was also supposed to be that there would be no more secrets between the crew. “What plan of yours does it play into?”

“The one where Jimin doesn’t realize I’m in love with him.”

“You’ve never tried to tell him?”

Taehyung laughs wryly and shakes his head. “How would that conversation go? Hey man, I know we’ve known each other for years and I’ve already seen you naked and that you just think of me as a friend, but I’m in love with you. I know that’s awkward but now you have to spend the next twelve years with me, knowing that I’m attracted to you when you don’t feel the same way.” Taehyung sighs. “Doesn’t sound like a good plan to me. If he doesn’t feel the same way, I’ve just ruined the friendship for nothing and then I don’t even have that.”

“Yeah… I get that.” There’s something touching about realizing that Taehyung has been fighting the same battle as you for the last two years.

“I couldn’t tell anyone before launch because what if they wouldn’t let me go then? You know?”

“Yeah, the director wasn’t big on sending anyone who might ‘complicate’ the mission.” The two of you share a sad knowing smile.

“Yeah… And I thought it would be fine, you know? I like women too. I’d just date women until launch and no one would know. I wasn’t planning on falling in love with my roommate.”

“I don’t think any of us really knew what this would be like.”

“I knew it was going to be a problem. I should have pulled out…”

Your mind flashes back to that moment of doubt when Hoseok talked you into still coming on the mission.

“But I couldn’t just let him go off into space without me. Even if he’d never feel the same way, at least he’d still be in my life.”

The emotion in Taehyung’s words makes your eyes begin to mist. “You really do love him.”

“Yeah,” Taehyung sighs again. “But he’s in love with you.”

“Well, he thinks he is.”

“What does that mean?”

“He only feels like that about me cause he thinks I’m the only option.” You wonder if maybe he would feel differently if he knew about Taehyung’s feelings.

Taehyung frowns and shakes his head. “You don’t give him enough credit.”

“Oh come on, you know him. How many women did he date while we were in training?”

“A few…”

“And how many of them was he in love with before he found the next one?”

Taehyung bites his lip. He can’t really argue with that. “So why are you with him then, if you don’t think it’s real?”

You shrug, rubbing your arm. “He wants me. It’s nice to feel wanted, I guess.”

“You know you could have that with any man on this ship right?”

You scoff. “They’re all suffering the same delusion. It’s only-available-vagina syndrome. I just want us all to fuck and get it out in the open. Maybe if we could get it out of our system, they would see I’m nothing special. And then we can get back to the mission.”

Taehyung eyes you up and down. “You don’t give yourself enough credit either.”

You shrug. “You wait and see. Jimin will get bored of me. They all will.”

The two of you both slump backwards in your seats, mulling over your shared woes. Taehyung bends down and picks up the tablet again. “So what should I do with this?”

“Obivously, you don’t have to sign it. I should have realized that not everyone would be interested.”

“Jimin thinks I’m in love with you?”

“Yeah…”

“Is it okay if we let him think that for now? At least until I figure out how to tell him the truth?”

“Okay.”

Taehyung smiles and signs the bottom of the form, then sends it to you. Your phone lights up with a message. “Thank you,” he murmurs before he leaves.

#I'm not going to answer asks about the spoilers right now #because I want people to be able to avoid them until the chapter drops #but that should be sometime in the next week or so #votes for void

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Warning this part is kinda sad😢

Gordon was enjoying a homemade meal in his apartment when he heard the sound of his phone. He looked at the screen and was surprised when he say the name popping up

“ Hello” he said with his deep voice. “ that wasn’t yesterday”

“ Hehe yeah it has been a while, you know how Rae feels about our friendship” Pope said.

“ listen I hate to ask, especially considering that we haven’t seen each other since the wedding but I need your help. The restaurant is about to close if we can’t turn business around soon”

Gordon quick answer surprised Pope. He knew that Ramsey and his wife didn’t get along at all. So he never really believed his old friend would want to help save their business

“Of course I will help you, I will take the first flight to outer bank. See you tomorrow”

The truth was the Gordon was dying to get out of his apartment, a place that once filed him with love and happiness now only brought sorrow. The cold of Calgary was starting to affect him now that he didn’t have his loves warm arms around him. He was also looking forward to seeing Rae again, their teasing and rude comments always matched his. It would help him feel normal again and maybe it could mend his broken heart

IM WHEEZING @dmonchld

#rae x gordon #askies #nonnie

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bucky barnes - 1930s

y/n/n = your nickname

fem! reader

swearing, blood, and guns

2175 words

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1936

age 16

waiting for your twin brother steve to come home all battered up with cuts and bruises late at night wasn't a surprise.

when he wasn't home for dinner that was when you'd sit by the fire and wait for him.

you were always the one to fix him up after getting beat up.

today you thought was no different, after dinner, you sat down in front of the fire, knitting a scarf for steve since he had a knack for getting himself sick when you heard the familiar sound of footsteps on the front balcony, you had simply gotten up and went to grab the medical kit.

walking into the salon and seeing your brother with his best friend half-conscious, may I add, was a little bit of a shocker to you.

"oh finally" steve heaved, james had a hand across his back and was, like I said only half-conscious, but he looked up at you and flashed a smile, blood pooling in his mouth.

"what happened?" you had said rushing over to the two boys, grabbing james by the arms and forcing him into the bathroom.

"steve bring a chair here will you?" you said pushing james onto the counter, he's much too tall for you to reach his face, even while sitting down.

a moment later steve appeared in the doorway with a dining room chair in his arms, his face almost turning purple, with the heavy chair.

"now steve will you tell me what happened?" you asked once again while examining james's face before pushing him into the chair.

"he got into a fight, three against one may I add, held his weight for a while but eventually started getting a bit sloppy" steve stated standing in the doorway, leaning on the doorframe.

you had started cleaning the blood of his face, lips pursed.

he wouldn't take his eyes off of your face while you were cleaning his face.

"this might sting," you said lightly putting a pad with some special cleaner made so cuts won't get infected. he hissed when it came in contact with the cuts on his face, flinching away.

you had just placed your hands on your hips.

"do you want help?" you asked with a sharp tone.

"fine, fine doll, just get it over with," james said coming back to his original spot, behind him, steve had raised his eyebrows, looking at his best friend and sister, james made eye contact with him.

he had just rolled his eyes.

"shut up steve" james called at steve. you had furrowed your eyebrows and had grabbed james's jaw.

"don't move" you had ordered, putting bandages on the cuts, once again james's eyes were locked on your face.

"hey y/n is there any leftovers?" steve asked.

"yeah, there should be enough for the both of you, today we had potatoes, peas and chicken by the way" you answered staring attentively at a cut on james's lip.

around 25 minutes later you were finished. you washed your hands and James just sat there staring at you.

"will you be staying the night james?" you asked.

"I told you doll, call me bucky," he said standing up, coming over to the sink. "and yes, if that's ok with you"

you had just rolled your eyes, drying your hands at his nickname.

"it's fine with me but you should ask steve, and where did 'bucky' come from james?" you questioned walking out of the bathroom, he trailed after you like a lost puppy slouching.

"James 'buch'anan barnes, y/n/n, buch goes to bucky," he said with a slight smirk, he knew you hated that nickname.

he had followed you to the kitchen, where steve was eating some dinner at the counter, turning in his chair as you entered the kitchen, james went to sit beside steve while you finished doing the dishes.

a couple of minutes later you have finished the dishes and the two boys were finished their dinner.

"now if you'll excuse me, im going to bed, you should too, we have school tomorrow." you stated drying your hands with a washcloth.

james's eyes followed you out of the room after you left, steve had started chuckling.

james's eyes looked steve up and down, "what's up with you?"

"doll? really?" steve said still laughing, "you are so smitten with my sister" he said with a smile etched across his face.

"w-what! never!" james defended

"mate, chill, i know for a fact she likes you," steve said standing up collecting their plates and putting them beside the washer.

"she does?!" james asked eagerly.

"well... im pretty sure she does" steve added.

"come on mate, dont get me winded up like that" james grumbled.

the next day at school

i don't know how school was back then, so i am going with highschool

today you felt like dressing up so you put on your favourite dress, it was a nice dusty rose with flowers on it, you had adored it.

walking in the halls was a fun experience, people stared, as per usual, james was kinda a social icon while you and steve were not.

james had waved several times to other people, you had turned to go to your locker, where your friend, susan banks was waiting for you.

you hadn't even noticed james and steve following you.

susan's eyes widened at james walking with you, she knew he was friends with your brother but didn't know that the two fo you were friends.

james also still had cuts on his face.

"heyyyy doll?" james groaned making his way over to your locker, "what's your first class?"

"biology" you simply stated.

steve piped up before james could answer "I have math"

susan responded "oh same! we should walk together!" at the offering steve blushed, while walking towards the math room.

"you're stuck with me doll, I have biology too" james said slinging his arm over your shoulder

people stared more than ever, you tried to keep your head down but james held his head high, smiling like a maniac.

in-class james sat right beside you at the double desk you have for biology

"may I say y/n/n you look absolutely ravishing today" james stated resting his head on his hand staring at you, your cheek flushed a light pink at his remark, still staring at the board you answered.

"gee thanks james, wish I could say the same for you" you said with a hint of sarcasm.

he puta hand to his heart.

"ouch, y/n, and please, call me bucky" he offered as class was starting.

throughout the class, james would keep his eyes off of you, people noticed that the one and only, bucky barnes was staring at y/n rogers, his best friends sister.

when the bell rang you slipped past james and made a beeline for English class, which you shared with steve.

you had almost crashed right into steve while he was turning a corner looking for you so you two could walk to class together.

"oh my goodness steve! i am so sorry!" you said steadying his shoulders.

"I'm good, I'm good!" he piped up,

you both started walking towards English class.

"soooo how was biology with bucky?" steve asked with a suggestive tone.

"it was fine, bit of a starer but other than that, it was fine"

steve raised his eyebrows

"he was staring at you?"

"yep"

steve suppressed a smile.

"not surprised. he has the biggest crush on you" steve said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"what!" you said stopping from walking, cheek a furious red, "he does not!"

once again steve just raised his eyebrows and kept on walking.

lunch

lunch was a fun time, you sat with susan and steve, who passed flirty remarks back and forth, so your eyes just wandered over the lunchroom and they landed on Annabelle Rusnak, a pretty, rich blonde girl flirting with james.

it looked as though he was flirting back, your heart sank, you should've never gotten your hopes up.

you stared at the scene, you were pretty good at reading lips so you could see james calling her doll.

to be honest you kinda liked the nickname, it was sweet, but now it had lost its meaning.

you had adverted your eyes when he looked your way, staring right in front of you, pretending to zone out.

"hellloooo?? earth to y/n?" susan said waving her hand over your face.

"yes?" you answered slowly reconnecting back into the world.

"are you ok? you were zoning out?" susan asked with a concerned look on her face.

"oh yeah I'm fine" she didn't look convinced, but kept on eating.

when the bell rang for everyone to get ready to go back to class, once again you had stood straight up and made a beeline for your locker.

"hey doll" a firmilar voice rang in your ear.

"will you stop calling me that?" you asked with a sharp tone, not missing a beat.

he looked taken aback.

"o-oh okay" he stuttered.

he stood beside your locker before saying, "I should go"

after school

you were sitting on your bed doing homework when you heard two familiar voices in the room beside yours, you knew eavesdropping was impolite and rude, but you didn't care, you put your ear to the wall and listened.

"I think I really like her" you thought was james

"who?" steve asked, "you have girls left and right waiting for you, which one?" he asked with a chuckle

"Annabelle of course!"

your heart fell again, tears started to well up in your eyes. you needed some air.

you left your room, grabbing your coat and decided to go for a walk to the library.

"mom! dad! I'm going to the library!" you yelled closing the front door.

at the library you someone you didn't expect to see, Zachary Fluterson.

you had always thought he was cute, he was pretty popular, but also very sweet, he loved to read which you admired.

upon your entry he looked up, his cheeks flushed a red colour then he immediately looked back at his book.

you walked towards the human anatomy section, you had always liked to read about the human body, and its mysteries, you wanted to be a doctor.

you had settled down on a couch near where Zachary sat at a table, a couple of minutes later he came over to you.

"um h-hi," he said with his hand behind his back standing in front of you.

"hi" you replied back

"I'm Zach"

"I know, we go to school together, you're in my math class"

"oh yeah, uh, I was wondering if, um, maybe you wanted to maybe, go to a film together?" he said head down, fidgeting with his fingers.

you slightly raised your eyebrows, when he saw that you did that he started talking again.

"oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, I just always thought you were pretty! I'm so sorry" he said walking away.

"no wait!" you said standing up and grabbing his arm. "i would love to go to a film with you"

"really?"

"yeah! you're pretty too" you added with a smile.

he smiled back.

"um, its pretty late and dark, mind if i walk you home?" he asked

"i would like that"

on the walk home you talked about anything and everything, it was nice, when you and him made it to the doorstep, you both stopped.

"thanks for walking me home"

"no problem"

"can we talk about the details for the movie tomorrow?"

"sure"

you smiled and walked inside, closing the door, then leaning on it, sighing.

"where were you?" steve questioned sitting on the couch with james

"at the library"

"who was that?" james asked

"nobody"

"pretty sure that was somebody" steve chimed

"fine, it was Zachary Fluterson"

steve started laughing, you scowled and started walking towards your bedroom, taking off your coat, steve got up and jogged over to you, james following him.

"what were you doing with Zachary?" james asked quietly

"well he asked me to a film, then walked me home" you said walking into your room then closing the door

steve looked to james who had his eyebrows furrowed, they then walked back into the salon.

"james, are you staying for dinner?" Mrs.Rogers asked James.

"oh no mrs.rogers I should get going now"

"bye bucky" steve said walking him out.

on james's walk home he realized something.

he was in love with you.

2024

Age 40

bucky woke up in a cold sweat recounting the events that occurred 80 years ago, little did he know y/n rogers was alive.

when steve woke up he did a search to see if his twin sister was alive, he found out that a couple of years after he went into the ice she went missing and her body was found a couple of months later.

fuck hydra

nobody knew that she was in training to be a new winter solider.

wattpad: AnnabethJacksonplz

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #y/n #marvel #1940s #hydra #Steve rogers x reader #wattpad

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mortaems-blog · 4 years

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* taps mic * so, uh, is this thing on ? hello ! my name’s stevie, i’m twenty ( she/they pns, please ) and i’m writing out of aest ! [ bill hader vc ] i like true crime and pretending like i don’t have a million things to do outside of writing ! anyways ! under the cut you’ll find information about francesca ramorini, ezra kennedy and percy frazer ! u know the drill, like this & i’ll pop into your ims either here or on disc.ord to plot !

francesca magdalene ramorini. vampire. old.

full name: francesca magdalene ramorini. physical age: thirty-one. real age: six hundred and seventy seven. birthplace: milan, italy. birthdate: january sixth, 1342. nationality: italian. species: vampire. gender identity: cis female, she/her pronouns. sexuality: bisexual.

when i say she’s old, i mean old. francesca and her brother, domenico, are from 13th century milan, where their family were originally some of the most prolific hunters in italy. the ramorinis had been vampire hunters for years previous, but it was their parents who had really cemented the reputation as some of the best. the ramorinis were a big name in milan anyway, just because of how ridiculously wealthy they were. these guys are fucking loaded. they were very much the apex predator in the milani aristocracy at the time. naturally, the whole ‘we’re a bunch of vampire hunters’ thing is very hidden, concealed under the family’s reputation as the owners of what feels like an impossibly large international bank that funded chunks of the holy roman empire. with all that in mind, francesca grows up with absolutely nothing but opulence, and their parents really allow her to grow into her own woman --- strong, determined, with a mind for both family trades. there was never any chance of her just sitting round and being complacent in the predetermination of her life ; she’s always been headstrong, brave, intelligent and opinionated, too loud for her own good, a face to turn heads.

they have a younger brother, too, fredo. ( the name is very significant. ) as dom and francesca started to learn to hunt themselves, they’d often end up with fred tagging along, and for the most part that was fine. fred’s a bit of a weirdo, but having them around wasn’t so bad --- until one particular hunt. really, it’s no one’s fault ( despite a centuries-long running joke that it was fred that got them there in the first place ) ; it’s a case of wrong place, wrong time. anyways, francesca and dom were turned on that particular hunt and their entire world just kinda spun out, tbh. they were so accustomed to seeing vampires and whatnot as the absolute enemy, nothing more than a scourge to be wiped out --- but now they were part of that scourge.

francesca especially had a hard time dealing with the transition. everything she knew was flipped on its head, a life she once looked forward to reveling in lost in the blink of an eye, the sink of a fang. the transition isn’t easy, but she shoulders it regardless because it’s just part of life now. she gives up the life she was meant to have and forges a new one --- and she thinks she’ll hate it, but it turns out to be oddly freeing. she takes up art, learns to paint and sculpt from some of the greatest ; she learns more than she ever could as an aristocrat, becomes rather chameleonic about it all.

so, anyways ! she and dom are in louisiana now, in this massive fucking mansion that they wrangled ; francesca moonlights as any number of different jobs. she teaches a late - night art class, runs an adult ballet class ( she danced with fonteyn in the 40s ) --- she’s become incredibly comfortable in the life she’s built. falling into it all was easier than she ever imagined it could be.

anyways, fun facts:

she dresses so goddamn well. she looks good literally all the time, and she fuckin KNOWS it / francesca honey stop wearing expensive tailored suits everywhere ur going to make men insecure

won’t ever shut up about emily dickinson or georgia o’keeffe........ #ma’am ur crush is loud and painful

the hot aunt aunt at the dinner party who simultaneously judges ur decisions and encourages them

yet another ramorini casanova ... are we surprised yet ( no )

ezra riley kennedy. hunter. twenty - one.

full name: ezra riley kennedy. physical age: twenty-one. birthplace: hoboken, new jersey. birthdate: july ninth, 1998. nationality: american. species: human. gender identity: non-binary, they/them pronouns. sexuality: pansexual.

i need it known right fockin now that i would literally die for ezra . they’re my FUCKING baby and i won’t shut up about it

ezra was born to two former hunters who gave up the minute they were pregnant. it wasn’t a choice they were particularly willing to make, and despite swearing that they’d stop after having kids they never really did. almost immediately after ezra was born their parents were back out hunting again, leaving the baby with their grandparents. as such, ezra’s raised entirely by their maternal grandparents. they simultaneously teach them their family history ( an extensive hunting background, the expectations that sit heavy on their shoulders. ezra’s expected to carry on the family legacy the minute they turn eighteen, to learn how to hunt and kill. admittedly, it’s a shock to the system.

they’re not in much contact with their parents. they come home every so often, greet their kid and go straight to sleep. there’s very little real interaction / gets to the point where ezra thinks of them more as irritating roommates that come home late and eat everything than actual parents. their loyalty is to their grandparents, without a doubt.

ezra’s keenly aware that they’ve got no choice in their career, but they can’t help but want some kind of say in it. they excel at stem subjects in school, more often found in science labs testing hypotheses in their free time than anywhere else. they’re left alone more often than not, slipping through school without much of a problem until they’re sixteen and their parents die in the middle of a hunt. it’s a rude shock to the system, having to bury both parents at such a young age but they do it with tremendous grace and class. shortly after the funeral, they drop out of school to start hunting.

they’re jaded going into it, definitely. their only real image of hunters is the one they were handed by their parents --- of dark circles under eyes, chain smoking, swallowing bourbon like water, passing out, rinse and repeat. they’re determined to break that mold, to do something different but they won’t lie, they considered it at first. for their first few hunts they tried to imitate their parents, and it didn’t turn out well --- so, like everything else, ezra fits it to themself, and the rest is history. they develop their own style, and it works.

hoboken is too small, not enough for them so they pack up and move off to louisiana. ( they’d found an old journal of their parents’, with notes alluding to a wish to move to new orleans and despite not being close they figured it might be a good idea. ) they’ve been in nola for about a year now, and they’re growing to love it. they’ve always been a city kid, and there’s something about nola just speaks to them.

so, fun facts:

super good with technology. they fix shit in their free time, & they build computers n shit ?????

smells like frangipani and jasmine and ginger. they smell really fucking good for some reason

lots of denim and leather and yellow in their outfits. they’ve got one particular leather jacket for hunting, but they kinda started a collection

angelic in every single way possible

has a black cat, named salem. salem’s a good cat.

percy floyd frazer. witch. twenty - four.

full name: percy floyd frazer. physical age: twenty-four. birthplace: amsterdam, the netherlands. birthdate: february 12th, 1995. nationality: british. species: witch. gender identity: demi male, he/they pronouns. sexuality: bisexual.

percy ....... sighs. i love him so fuckin much

so ! percy is born to two english witches while they’re on holiday in amsterdam, a pregnancy that both parties had been hoping for ; their household was starting to feel awfully lonely, and a baby sounded like the perfect way to round it all out. naturally, though, nothing goes to plan --- his arrival puts ‘unwarranted stress’ on his dad, who cuts his losses and runs about a month after percy’s birth. bit of a dick move, but let’s move on. his mother, annaliese, doesn’t harbour any real resentment towards his dad for leaving ; she’d fallen in love with amsterdam on their brief holiday and was planning on breaking up and moving there anyway.

so ! for his entire childhood, it’s just percy and his mom, and it’s the best kind of childhood you could ask for. he grows up watching all the same movies as his mom, reading her books and just hanging around her 24/7. ngl he kinda had the coolest childhood ???? his mom loved to rent out her favourite bands’ old tour videos and there’s many an afternoon where the two of them would sit there and just listen to music together. their relationship is very similar to that of theo and his mother from the goldfinch, if that gives anyone a frame of reference.

he’s about thirteen when she finally sits him down, tells him about the magic that whispers a steady thrum in his veins. she tells him about the uprising, about the way magic has become outlawed, how he has to learn to restrain himself. it’s a lot for someone so young to understand, but he sits through it patiently, peppering questions here and there. he doesn’t seem particularly enthused about his heritage ( really, who would ) --- his mother barely holds back the tremor in her voice throughout the conversation.

the more percy learns about the restriction of magic, the more bitter and jaded he grows about it all. he doesn’t hate himself, nor his mother, hates the pureblood monarchy with such a passion it’s almost terrifying. he’s sixteen when he swears off magic, tries to quash it down the best he can. he point - blank refuses to accept that it’s part of him, and tries to find a passion that distracts him from it. that ends up being music, and he takes to it like a fish takes to water. the minute he picks up a guitar, it’s like his world makes sense.

they’ve been living in amsterdam this entire time, wasting afternoons in art galleries and bakeries. percy’s eighteen when he decides that it’s time to spread his wings and move away --- his decision is hardly precise, he throws a dart at a map and hopes for the best. it lands on new orleans, louisiana, and he just kinda goes with it. he doesn’t have much to pack up: a single suitcase full of clothes, another filled with books and dvds, and his guitars, that’s it. both him and his mom cry at the airport, but it’s happy crying.

so, anyways ! he’s been in louisiana for six years now, and he loves it. when he first moved he worked any number of casual jobs, but he’s settled into one as a bookseller in an indie bookshop. he writes film + music reviews for a number of online sites as well, so he’s got himself a steady lil income.

some fun facts:

dresses like an utter e-boy and i won’t apologise for it

looks n acts like an arrogant prick sometimes but truly....... sweet, kind, would do anything for the people he loves ( even if that number is small )

totally pretentious about his tastes. don’t start him, for the love of god

perpetually got his glasses on, perpetually holding an oversized cup of tea

has a collection of tiny little tattoos ( they’re all references to books / movies / music he loves )

i ............ love him a lot

#ofmintro #only took me 3 days..............

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Hey Yo, can I get all 200 asks for the ask meme thing? Please and thank you!

Absolutely

200: My crush’s name is:

Horia

199: I was born in:

Romania

198: I am really:

friendly and trustworthy

197: My cellphone company is:

Digi

196: My eye color is:

Aqua Blue

195: My shoe size is:

7,5

194: My ring size is:

20?? hell if i know tbh

193: My height is:

5′7

192: I am allergic to:

nothing

191: My 1st car was:

I can’t drive yet!!

190: My 1st job was:

No jobs yikes :c

189: Last book you read:

Sword of Destiny!!

188: My bed is:

messy and full of plushies

187: My pet:

no pets but ahh my baby plant

186: My best friend:

I’ve got tons of them and I’m pretty sure they know themselves

185: My favorite shampoo is:

ah I don’t really have any preferences

184: Xbox or ps3:

*big gasp* ps3

183: Piggy banks are:

They’re superb but I would feel so bad about wrecking one

182: In my pockets:

Glasses tissues

181: On my calendar:

uh there’s nothing noted yet

180: Marriage is:

Something quiet amazing and lovely, at least from my point

179: Spongebob can:

aww man I don’t watch spongebob

178: My mom:

is shorther than me, that’s for sure

177: The last three songs I bought were?

I didn’t buy any songs but I did buy albums and the last three I bought I suppose were Aenima by tool, Portrait of An American Familly by Marilyn Manson and Slipknot by Slipknot, I think

176: Last YouTube video watched:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4q9UafsiQ6k

175: How many cousins do you have?

2 or 3 I think

174: Do you have any siblings?

Yes, one

173: Are your parents divorced?

nope

172: Are you taller than your mom?

yes B)

171: Do you play an instrument?

Not yet but I’m planning on getting a bass so

170: What did you do yesterday?

I went to a cool concert

169: Love at first sight:

not rlly

168: Luck:

nope

167: Fate:

also no

166: Yourself:

no *oops doopsie I’m sorry*

165: Aliens:

yes

164: Heaven:

nah

163: Hell:

162: God:

nopety

161: Horoscopes:

not really

160: Soul mates:

hmm a bit

159: Ghosts:

158: Gay Marriage:

157: War:

not really

156: Orbs:

not really :/

155: Magic:

no but I find it interesting154: Hugs or Kisses:

hugs

153: Drunk or High:

I personally wouldn’t go for any of those but drunk ig

152: Phone or Online:

online

151: Red heads or Black haired:

black haired

150: Blondes or Brunettes:

ah, blondes

149: Hot or cold:

cold

148: Summer or winter:

winter

147: Autumn or Spring:

spring

146: Chocolate or vanilla:

vanilla

145: Night or Day:

night

144: Oranges or Apples:

oranges

143: Curly or Straight hair:

straight

142: McDonalds or Burger King:

McDonalds

141: White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate:

White Chocolate

140: Mac or PC:

139: Flip flops or high heals:

flip flops

138: Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor:

sweet and poor tbh

137: Coke or Pepsi:

coke

136: Hillary or Obama:

Obama??!!

135: Burried or cremated:

cremated

134: Singing or Dancing:

singing

133: Coach or Chanel:

coach

132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks:

I uh, none

131: Small town or Big city:

big city

130: Wal-Mart or Target:

I had never went to one though Wal-Mart

129: Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler:

Adam Sandler

128: Manicure or Pedicure:

Manicure

127: East Coast or West Coast:

East Coast

126: Your Birthday or Christmas:

Christmas

125: Chocolate or Flowers:

flowers

124: Disney or Six Flags:

disney

123: Yankees or Red Sox:

Yankees

122: War:

I uh personally don’t agree with them and uh dunno

121: George Bush:

Don’t have one yet

120: Gay Marriage:

I find it lovely but too sad it’s not legal here so

119: The presidential election:

Quiet stinky as in no good choices

118: Abortion:

See this topic rips itself in two, if it’s intentionally done I personally think it’s the worst thing to do but that someone can do whatever they want, it’s their body after all, though if it happens and it’s not intended just, big sad react

117: MySpace:

I don’t have an opinion on it

116: Reality TV:

I don’t really watch it nor like it

115: Parents:

I would’ve appreciated if my parents showed me more support and love but not that I have anything against our type of relationship at the moment so

114: Back stabbers:

I totally not like them so I choose to cut contact with them

113: Ebay:

It’s fine till now

112: Facebook:

I’m not a big fan of Facebook

111: Work:

If it’s something I love, it makes me feel good but if it’s not it kind of brings a feeling of uneasy and frustration to me

110: My Neighbors:

They’re chill, the baby and the puppy are my favorites

109: Gas Prices:

kinda shitty here

108: Designer Clothes:

They can design what they want however they want, this is not really a topic of interest for me

107: College:

I can’t wait to get to it ngl

106: Sports:

Not one of my interests but they do look fun

105: My family:

I tolerate them easily but yeah I love them

104: The future:

Other than that I’m scared as hell regarding the future? nah

103: Hugged someone:

Eh!! Today!!

102: Last time you ate:

7 hours ago??

101: Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile:

Oh last week I think

100: Cried in front of someone:

U H, yesterday

99: Went to a movie theater:

last thursday

98: Took a vacation:

last Christmas

97: Swam in a pool:

last summer

96: Changed a diaper:

never tbh

95: Got my nails done:

OH, it’s been ages since I’ve done that

94: Went to a wedding:

4 years ago

93: Broke a bone:

never nyehehe B)

92: Got a peircing:

I don’t have any but planning on getting some

91: Broke the law:

never

90: Texted:

minutes ago

89: Who makes you laugh the most:

tbh, my friends

88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is:

my stuff but mostly my baby plant

87: The last movie I saw:

Captain MArvel

86: The thing that I’m looking forward to the most:

finishing high school

85: The thing im not looking forward to:

Missing upcoming opportunities

84: People call me:

Satana(I have the perferct explanation)

83: The most difficult thing to do is:

talk in servers or groups tbh

82: I have gotten a speeding ticket:

Oh I’d feel terrible and embarassed tbh

81: My zodiac sign is:

LEo

80: The first person i talked to today was:

my boyfriend

79: First time you had a crush:

in 5th grade

78: The one person who i can’t hide things from:

My boyfriend.. because he knows when something’s up with me or if something’s not good

77: Last time someone said something you were thinking:

hmmm weeks ago I think

76: Right now I am talking to:

@angelwings-234

75: What are you going to do when you grow up:

be a programmer

74: I have/will get a job:

I hope to get one as a programmer in the future (though hell If I know what exactly yet)

73: Tomorrow:

I’ll probably hope for school to end faster just so I can nap

72: Today:

I haven’t done much tbh

71: Next Summer:

Will be so busy and I’m so not up to it

70: Next Weekend:

I’ll be going to a cool ass contest

69: I have these pets:

I have a baby plant!!!

68: The worst sound in the world:

static noise

67: The person that makes me cry the most is:

myself?? sounds a bit edgy

66: People that make you happy:

all the close friends in my life and some artists along with stuff I enjoy a lot

65: Last time I cried:

yesterday

64: My friends are:

There are too many to list them but luv them all

63: My computer is:

full of games that I’m probably not going to finish in the following 2 months

62: My School:

kinda sucks when it comes to students

61: My Car:

does not exist yet

60: I lose all respect for people who:

who are rude and big mean bags of shit?? I could detail this but dunno

59: The movie I cried at was:

Interstellar

58: Your hair color is:

blonde

57: TV shows you watch:

SOA, Gotham when my bf watches it and I don’t really like TV shows though I have some on my waiting list

56: Favorite web site:

https://www.pbinfo.ro/

55: Your dream vacation:

just, somewhere around a forest, it’d be quiet lovely ngl

54: The worst pain I was ever in was:

tooth pain

53: How do you like your steak cooked:

a bit raw tbh

52: My room is:

ass messy as me

51: My favorite celebrity is:

uhhh Corey Taylor

50: Where would you like to be:

Right now?? At my bf, if it wouldn’t bother him..

49: Do you want children:

ABsolutely

48: Ever been in love:

still am ig

47: Who’s your best friend:

I have too many but love them all so much

46: More guy friends or girl friends:

I have more guy friends apparently

45: One thing that makes you feel great is:

achieving something

44: One person that you wish you could see right now:

All of my best-friends tbh

43: Do you have a 5 year plan:

I do

42: Have you made a list of things to do before you die:

Not yet and I doubt I’d do it

41: Have you pre-named your children:

me and my bf came up with some names but who knows

40: Last person I got mad at:

My bf i think

39: I would like to move to:

another city in my country, a much bigger one

38: I wish I was a professional:

artist

37: Candy:

Haribo

36: Vehicle:

Renault or Dacia

35: President:

don’t really have one

34: State visited:

I haven’t been to any at all

33: Cellphone provider:

Digi

32: Athlete:

I don;t have one yikes

31: Actor:

Hmm Benicio Del Toro

30: Actress:

I like some but I don’t have a favorite one

29: Singer:

Peter Steele, his voice is simply, lovely

28: Band:

Ohhh anon Tool and Cargo atm

27: Clothing store:

I don’t have a fav one

26: Grocery store:

any??

25: TV show:

Sons Of Anarchy

24: Movie:

The Alien trilogy

23: Website:

Twitter I think

22: Animal:

Cat

21: Theme park:

I don’t really have one

20: Holiday:

Christmas

19: Sport to watch:

ski jumping

18: Sport to play:

Volleyball I think

17: Magazine:

Don’t have one

16: Book:

The Shinning

15: Day of the week:

Saturdays

14: Beach:

Don’t really like beaches

13: Concert attended:

Truda’s concert for moment but I suppose Disturbing’s going ro replace it or maybe Cannibal Corpse, who knows

12: Thing to cook:

Pudding

11: Food:

Noodles or cremeschnitte

10: Restaurant:

One called Anna

9: Radio station:

don’t have one

8: Yankee candle scent:

dreamy summer nights

7: Perfume:

men’s one are my favorite, gotta admit it

6: Flower:

ORchids

5: Color:

purple and black

4: Talk show host:

don’t have one

3: Comedian:

A romanian one, can’t remember his name

2: Dog breed:

German Shepherd, American Eskimo, Border Collie, Golden Retriever, Siberian HUsky there are too many I can’t choose only one

1: Did you answer all these truthfully?

yes I did it oh god

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magmasliveblogs · 5 years

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1.12

aaaaaaaaaaand im back with the 14th chapter! irl stuff is semi dealt with so i have time for the three updates! to recap: last chapter was an interlude, where we discovered erin was summoned as part of some ritual to summon heroes. only one group was actually summoned to the ritual site, with the rest being summoned across the world. to recap the last actual chapter, erin saved pisces from execution by withdrawing her testimony of him being a [necromancer]

Erin woke up. Generally this was an ordeal. Today however, it was fairly easy. Because the real ordeal would come later.

Such as right after breakfast. Erin stared glumly at the three shriveled blue fruits on her plate. She bit the first experimentally and chewed. And chewed. And chewed.

“Rubbery.”

It was incredibly difficult to chew the fruits. The skin on these ones were so tough to bite into, it did remind Erin of eating rubber. Not that she’d ever done that since she was a baby.

Plus, they’d lost their delicious juices and tasted—well, flat. There was no sweetness left in them, and they were quite, quite unappetizing when you put all these qualities together. But Erin ate them, mainly because she had nothing left to eat.

“I’m in trouble. Yup, yup.”

It wasn’t that she was out of blue fruits. There were plenty—well, some—still ready to be harvested from the orchard. But they, like all food, were in limited supply. Besides, the issue wasn’t that. It was her guests.

“Who’d want to eat blue fruits all day? Raise your hand if that sounds like fun.”

Erin didn’t raise her hand. Granted, they were tasty and made a good fruit drink, but when you got down to it, they were still just fruits.

“And I want food. Real food. Not fruit. I want bread! I want pasta! I want pizza and soda and salad and ice cream—actually forget the ice cream. I need meat. Or fish that doesn’t bite back! I want sushi, cheeseburgers and fries, toast, waffles…cereal…”

Erin pressed her hands to her rumbling stomach and tried not to cry.

“Even instant ramen would be nice. Is that too much to ask?”

It was. She knew that. But just thinking about the food made her tear up a bit. She could handle Goblins. She could deal with rude Necromancers and fight off evil rock-crabs. She could even handle giant fish that tried to nibble on her when she took a bath. But she wanted food.

“Plus, I need to feed my guests.”

Erin nodded. The math was simple. No food = no guests = no money = starvation. But the little flaw in the equation was that in order to get the food, she’d need to spend the money. And she had no way of doing that.

“Unless I go to the city.”

finally! we are going to the city! its been so long since she initially noticed it!

Now, that was a thought. She wasn’t sure if that was a good thought, but it was the only option she had available. The city. Erin went to the window. Relc had shown her where it was…

“There.”

Erin stared at the small buildings in the distance. It looked far. But then, everything looked far around here. And the city would have things. Like food. And clothing. And toothbrushes. Still, Erin didn’t want to go.

“It’s far. But I have to go. Maybe? Yes…no. No? Yes. I need food. And I need to feed my guests. It’s my duty as an innkeeper.”

She paused and thought about that last statement. Erin collapsed into a chair and cradled her head in her hands.

“Am I an innkeeper? Is that what this world is doing to me?”

Maybe. It was probably the [Innkeeper] class.

“Soon I’ll grow a huge beer belly and start hauling around kegs of ale. That’s what innkeepers do, right?”

She didn’t actually know. It wasn’t as if she’d ever paid that much attention to medieval history, at least the parts that were actually history.

“They never mentioned innkeepers in the legend of King Arthur. Or did they?”

There was no Google to help her so Erin abandoned that train of thought. Really, she was distracting herself. The problem she was facing was simple.

“To go to the city or not, that is the question. Actually, there’s no question. I need to go to the city. I need to go…shopping.”

Shopping. It would be a lot more appealing if she wasn’t trying to buy things to survive. But it had to be done. She knew it.

Still. Erin really, really didn’t like that idea. She liked people, she really did. But she had a negative reaction to A: leaving her safe inn, and B: travelling to a far off city probably full of giant lizards and insects that walked on two feet.

erin. its the difference between being uncomfortable and being dead. i know that being alive is much better than being dead

Glumly, she stared at the three sticky blue fruit cores on her plate. She walked outside and threw them as far as she could. The juices left her hands feeling unpleasantly sticky, but there wasn’t much she could do about it.

“Guess I’ve gotta go to the stream. Who knew washing your hands was so much work?”

Erin grumbled as she wiped her hand on her jeans. Then she paused. And looked down.

Her jeans were blue. The blue fruit juice was blue. But against all odds, the blue stain still showed up quite visibly on her clothing. Or rather, the blue fruit stains. And they weren’t just on her pants.

Erin’s shirt was a nice, commercial t-shirt with a lovely company logo on the front and back. Really, she wasn’t that attached to it, but it was perfect to wear when she was just staying at home. It wasn’t her choice of clothing.

…Which was good, because Erin would have cried if she’d inflicted the same damage on a t-shirt she really liked. She gazed down at the blue stains covering her shirt. She poked at the rips and cuts on the sleeves and the burn marks on one side. She lifted the shirt, sniffed once, and gagged.

For the first time Erin felt at her hair. She raised a hand and smelled her breath. She thought about the last time she’d brushed her teeth, taken a bath, or even used soap. Then she tried to shut down her mind.

“Well, that settles that. I’m off to the city.”

good that we are finally going, but i do find it kinda funny that its her hygiene thats the last straw

Erin walked through the grass. She wished there was a nice road to follow, but for some reason no one bothered to pave a road through the empty wilderness. Come to that, she wondered again why anyone would build an inn in the middle of nowhere.

Maybe there used to be more people in the area. Or maybe there was just an idiot who thought he was breaking into an untapped market. Either way, Erin was grateful for the inn.

“But why does it have to be so far away from anything?”

Erin walked down the slope. At least there was that. The inn was located on an incline. Not a steep hill, but a really long slope that gradually went down the more she walked. It was nice, until Erin looked back and realized she’d be climbing up all that way again soon.

“Wow. That’s a big hill.”

She stared for a while and kept walking. Relc and Klbkch had called the journey to the city a walk of about twenty minutes.

“They lied to me.”

Or maybe they just walked really fast. Erin could actually see the city Klbkch had called Liscor in the distance. It was still small, but given how close it seemed now compared to before and multiplying her velocity by her legs and given energy divided by her willingness to keep walking…

“Thirty minutes. No; probably an hour. Yeah, that sounds about right.”

Erin sighed. But exercise was good for her, right? It built character. Or something.

perhaps the guards have movement/speed related skills? or are they just taller/have longer strides

“So, what do I need?”

She took a quick inventory check. Her coins were securely packed into the bottom of one pocket. They were heavy. She had her clothes on, which was important, and she looked like…well, like a homeless person. But she had money. So what should she buy with it?

“Um. Clothing. Right. And soap. And a toothbrush, if they have toothbrushes. And toothpaste…which they probably don’t have. But something. And I need food obviously, soap, towels, laundry deter—more soap, and a comb.”

Erin walked a few more feet.

“And a sword. I need a sword. And a shield? And armor? And uh, anti-Goblin spray? Oh, and books! Tons of books. Maps, history books…can I read any of that? Well, Relc and Klbkch speak English. So that’s weird too. And I need bandages, a sewing needle, someone to teach me how to sew…”

Erin felt at her pocket. The coins jingled. She wished there were more to jingle.

“And I need to rob a bank.”

Okay. Erin retraced her thoughts.

“What’s essential?”

She counted off on her fingers.

“Clothing. Food. Toothbrush. Soap. And a lamp.”

She snapped her fingers.

“Right. A lamp! And a sword.”

She felt at her pocket.

“…Just the lamp.”

you are not rich erin, you cant afford a sword and all that stuff.

Flat grass, flat grass, all I see is flat grass.”

Erin sang as she walked. She wasn’t sure if there was a tune, but at least the singing kept her company.

“Horses eat grass, but I’ll pass, so I’ll go to the city fast. Or I’ll die of starvation! And once I’m there I’ll eat ten pears and—hey, is that a Goblin?”

Erin turned her head suddenly and the small head ducked down. She squinted. Yes, that was definitely a Goblin. It was hiding up on a small hill to her left, but she knew it was still there. Watching her.

Well. She was being followed. Erin wasn’t sure what to make of that. She looked around and two more heads disappeared as their owners dove for cover. They didn’t look like they were trying to ambush her, just follow her.

“Hm.”

Erin bent down and searched the grass. Eventually she found what she was looking for. She waited until one of the Goblins decided she’d forgotten about them and poked his head up again. Then she turned and shouted.

“Shoo!”

Erin hurled the rock. It missed the Goblin’s head. And the hill. But the green midget took the hint and disappeared in an instant. Erin sighed to herself.

“Great. They’re like cockroaches. Evil, giant, green cockroaches. With teeth. And sharp knives. And red eyes.”

She wondered what she should do. Then she thought about what she could actually do.

Erin kept walking.

The city kept getting larger the further she walked. She felt at some point it should stop getting bigger, but soon the buildings loomed in her vision. They were no skyscrapers, but they were taller than she felt medieval buildings should be. But the city was still far away. So she walked.

And she was being watched. Multiple pairs of eyes stared at the young woman as she walked through the grass. They watched her for signs of weakness, for things that could be exploited. She was watched. Occasionally she turned around and threw a stone.

goblins! goblins are watching!

When Erin got to the city gates she stared up for a while.

“That’s a big wall.”

It was a big understatement. The wall was high. And that was high even by wall standards. It was nearly forty feet tall, which Erin had no way of knowing was perfectly normal for a wall. She had no way of knowing it was forty feet tall either. She just thought it was big.

But what was unusual about this particular wall, and what Erin did notice was the way the gate was constructed. It was no iron grating of a portcullis with handy holes to shoot and poke at enemies, but two solid metal doors. Erin wondered why, as the gates looked solid and hard to budge. They were, and for a reason. But she didn’t find out that reason until much later.

hmm, large plains, solid doors, everything is built on hills. does this area flood often?

Erin approached the gate. There wasn’t really anyone else going through at the moment, so she felt very alone and small as she walked up to them. She stopped when she saw the guard.

He was big. He was armored. He was also a Drake, and he had yellow scales rather than green ones. Pale yellow, so Erin was reminded of popcorn. He also had a curved sword, and so it was with trepidation that she approached.

“…Hi.”

The Drake flicked his eyes down towards Erin and then resumed looking off into the distance. He was holding a spear at his side and a metal buckler on his left arm. Since he wasn’t using either to bash her to death, Erin considered this to be a good first start.

“Um. Nice weather, isn’t it?”

Again, the guard glanced at her. Again, he didn’t respond.

“…Right. It’s just that I’m new here. And I’m Human. Nice to meet you. My name is Erin. I uh, know another guy who works with you. Relc? And Klb…Klb…the insect guy? So yeah. They know me. I’m no threat. And uh, I saw some Goblins running around a while back. They’re not here right now, but I felt you should know.”

The Drake sighed audibly. And loudly.

just, ugh. i would normally skip this interaction because i dont like awkward scenes like this, but its very short

“Go on in, Human. Anyone can enter the city.”

“Right. Thanks. Uh, have a nice day!”

Erin smiled. He didn’t smile back.

“I’ll just be going. Now.”

She walked past the guard. As she walked through the iron gates she heard him mutter under his breath.

“Humans.”

see?

Erin’s smile froze a bit on her face but she kept walking as if she’d heard nothing. Everyone was grumpy when they had to stand and deal with obnoxious tourists. And besides, he was just a guard. She walked through the imposing gates into the city. And then she had to stop.

Because she had entered Liscor. A city of the fiery Drakes, built with the help of the industrious Antinium. Home to the prideful Gnolls and the occasional Beastkin, not to be confused with one another. Visited by many races, home to countless more. And now entering—

One human.

oo gnolls! that means dog/hyena people, yes? also beast kin! this probably mean other animal people.

also, this is the end of the chapter! will erin experience a good bit of racism? is there a reason humans arent that common in the area? are these plains flood plains?

see you on the next post! ive got to eat so after that i shall post the next two chapters

#chrono

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superemeralds · 6 years

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fanon shadow beef

[ I’m going to ramble about headcanon shit and stuff that I see done out of character in fanon in no particular order. This might be very chaotic so bare w me. ]

Everyone else:

Shadow uses guns on a regular basis.

He is not repulsed by guns.

Shooting is one of his hobbies.

He probably owns at least one gun and keeps it at home.

Me:

Shadow is very uneasy around firearms and avoids using them at all costs.

The sound of gunshots (and similar loud sounds) makes him flinch.

(On new years he retreats into his cabin in the woods so e doesn’t have to hear the fireworks.)

There’s very obvious reasons for that yall.

He avoids demands to "do his job cleaner" by using guns.

Shadow is for gun control and strongly advocates for making it illegal for private households to own and store guns.

He Hates Guns.

He. Hates. Guns.

The reason he joined GUN despite it being a very triggering environment is because he has the mindset that he has to endure exactly this to overcome it.

+ he has to make sure that GUN doesn't go down that path again. You all know what I mean (and we all know that they will)

After all this time, the commander from ShTH and Shadow made up, after covering up all misunderstandings and acknowledging they were both young and heavily manipulated back then. For the short while that this commander is still in charge Shadow has great faith that GUN will take a good turn, which is what moved him to join (they probably discussed it at the dinner that the commander (canonically!) invited him to with his family.

Additionally, he wants access to their data bank to learn as much as he can about the planet and secrets that governments might have.

He never obeys his orders without question and often breaks rules and opposes GUN, sabotaging missions and just generally doing his thing while using his status in the organization to get what he wants.

Due to his position and the sheer fact that he is the ultimate life form (and way too valuable to not be “under GUN’s control”) the authorities can’t punish him in any way for his betrayals and kinda get used to it.

God I have So Much Beef with the wiki page for him lmao lemme just. :)

<< Shadow also has a ruthless and merciless edge in combat that all other characters in the series lack, and displays a natural "killer instinct". >>

He only intended to kill Sonic in SA2 because he was blinded by rage and he planned to destroy the entire planet anyways.

I hate when people call shadow merciless and murderous and “killer instinct”... That’s not him...

He was TRAINED to be like this but that’s not who he really is.

Of course that learned behaviour isn’t easily unlearned, even if he cant remember when and how he learned it, but he has his own morals, too, and he is very very much against senseless death. If he can prevent it, he sure as fuck will do all he can do to save a life.

In Shadow’s eyes life is precious, something extraordinary. He promised to Maria to protect it, and he, himself, thinks of it as something worth protecting. Its true that he has a lot of trouble to accept his own feelings and thoughts as important and valuable, but that is due to the way he was raised.

(as an experiment that is not treated like it has its own will, he was constantly told to comply in experiments, but they never even bothered to tell him what this was all for or engage in deeper conversation with him; as we can see in SA2 when shadow talks to Maria about how confused he is about his purpose of existence.)

More than enough I see him frown or be disgusted or just. plain angry at nothing in particular in fanart. (or the evil bloody murder type of character... or him proudly holding guns or shit :)))))) Hm... )

There’s a difference between an angry face and a person that just doesn’t smile as neutral expression. like… there just are people who have a neutral expression but look unhappy because their mouth naturally rests in a ^ position instead of a - or a v …

<< In the original Japanese version, where Shadow omits honorifics and speaks highly of himself (if not rudely), though contrasting this, in Japanese he normally uses the "boku" pronoun when referring to himself as opposed to the more arrogant/confident "ore" pronoun (which characters such as Sonic use). >>

okay so the difference between boku and ore is that ore is VERY casual and mostly used when talking to someone you are close to, or when you're just really sure of yourself. Boku is a pronoun used mostly by young boys or when someone speaks humbly abt themselves.

And I don’t know how this confuses anyone, since Shadow did grow up on a fucking space station and that’s all he’s known, and he was probably treated like a child, even when he was grown up. Plus, Shadow might be a little arrogant and think very highly of himself (which he mostly does because all his life he was taught that he is a very special and superior life form, mind you), he still very much respects whoever else he is talking to, and he doesn’t take credit for his powers or the things that make him special. He’s the “it’s not a big deal” kind of guy. And he doesn’t mean it in a derogatory way, he means it in a way, that he doesn’t want to trouble the other person.

Making the other person believe that he has everything under control and that he’s okay gives them a sense of security in tense situations, which can be vital to success.

The way he interact with people might come off as rude and arrogant, but he does act with the best intents for the people around him. It’s just that even when his intent is well, his thoughts might be destructive rather than productive. (for example him thinking his feelings don’t matter and bottling them up.)

<< On occasion, Shadow appears to have some degree of mental instability. This is demonstrated by his instances of post-traumatic flashbacks to Maria's face prior to and during the events of Shadow the Hedgehog, though it could be argued that they were simply an effect of his amnesia. >>

whoever wrote this please eat a cactus

PTSD is not a joke and it’s definitely not just amnesia induced stress.

I remember seeing someone repost a gif of Shadow looking around anxiously shortly before having a flashback and saying how “cute” it is how “observant” and “jumpy” he is……

Those are PTSD symptoms and I hate how people make them the joke of a comic oftentimes. Sure these people could be uninformed but im just… Think a little more about it before making this shit up bc it physically hurts to see.

<< In Sonic Forces, it's heavily implied that Shadow ruthlessly slaughtered an entire mercenary band not only in an extremely dismissive, nonchalant manner (not even remembering the incident a few months later), but also seemed slightly proud, mocking the mercenary defence squad by saying they themselves needed a defence squad. >>

Sonic forces can fuck off its bad writing and it’s not shadow.

I made a comic showing what REALLY happened in episode shadow because *rolls eyes* sega doesn’t know their own characters.

[ read it here ]

Shortly summarized and in reference to what I said before: Shadow deems life precious and worth protecting, he would never kill without having a good damn reason to do so. (Like when he sees no other way to prevent a GREAT catastrophe or when the person just really DESERVES it. )

<< Shadow also possesses some sense of identity, as evidenced when after falsely being told that he isn't the Ultimate Lifeform due to a lab report. He states to Rouge that even if his memories were fake, he is still Shadow the Hedgehog. Similarly in Sonic Heroes, during the Egg Fleet level, he mentions that even without his memories, he is still the Ultimate Lifeform, Shadow the Hedgehog. These qualities make him rarely susceptible to being manipulated by other forces. >>

LMAO YEAH BECAUSE HE’S BEEN MANIPULATED FAR TOO MANY TIMES IN THE PAST HE’S DONE WITH THAT.

:))))))) BACK TO THE PTSD SYMPTOMS

He is incredibly distrustful and keeps mostly to himself, because he can’t be sure that someone else would (a)buse him for their own gain :) betray him, or do something horrible to him (or someone he’s close to).

His identity as Shadow the Hedgehog, the ultimate life form, is literally ALL HE HAS LEFT IN THIS WORLD.

Everyone he knew and was close to DIED. He woke up 50 years in the future, all alone. He literally had NOTHING.

He didn’t even have a reason to live, which motivated him to carry out Geralds plan to destroy the planet.

<< Despite his apathetic nature, Shadow is not without compassion and has shown concern for others at certain times. >>

I think you mean….

Despite having trouble to convey his feelings of compassion and concern for others, he is shown to make attempts of support through his actions and carefully chosen words.

As already mentioned, Shadow never learned how to socialize, he’s awkward about it, and on top of it all he has trouble trusting and opening up to people. Stop saying he doesn't care, he just doesn’t know how to show that.

Also Shadow is a very logically thinking person, so he might look at things a different way than others and see things very dry and objectively. He doesn’t mean to be rude or evil, whatever he does is always with the other people’s possible concerns and feelings in mind. (He just has trouble to read their emotions and imagining what they might think/how they feel about a situation).

<< Shadow brushes off most kindness or sympathy that is sent his way; in Sonic Heroes, when Rouge showed concern for Shadow when he saw a broken android, Shadow curtly brushed her concern away. >>

GOD. That’s because he doesn’t know how he feels about the situation himself yet. He also feels like he doesn’t deserve concern or worry from other people; and he very strongly dislikes making others feel bad. Making other people worry about him makes him a bother, and he doesn’t want to be an inconvenience. He puts on this mask of strong ultimate soldier that has everything under control, so he doesn’t hinder anyone from reaching their own full potential.

I mean.. I mentioned this like 3 times now but this is SO important!!!!

He appreciates support, but often times he feels like it’s shallow or the person might have secret intentions; so he only ever truly accepts it when he feels like it was genuine and deserved.

<< Despite the fact that Shadow often fights for the greater good, he is considered an anti-hero by the most part due to his morality. He does whatever is necessary to get what he wants or feels is right, though this enthusiasm causes him to take risks and jump into situations without fully thinking it through. >>

B-But that is the definition of anti-hero….

SOMEONE WHO DOES WHAT THEY WANT/HAVE TO DO TO ACHIEVE WHATEVER THEY THINK IS RIGHT ???

He’s just chaotic neutral you fungus………

<< Shadow's fighting style focuses on brutal, unrestrained and powerful hand-to-hand combat. In line with his nature and potent abilities, Shadow has adopted a fighting style where he fights his opponents using powerful blows, such as karate chops, swift punches and roundhouse kicks, to which many of his attacks have a significant amount of force behind them. With the speeds Shadow can move at, he can disable the opponent through the force of his blows alone, while leaving them at the mercy at his incoming attacks. >>

HERE’S THE TEA:

He attacks his opponents with such heavy blows hoping to take them down with minimal effort, but without actively harming them too much.

His attacks are chosen very carefully. In 06 his chaos spears even just paralyzed his opponents asjfhsakj like. he can do that.

AS ALREADY MENTIONED: shadow is out to immobilize; not to kill.

putting opponents out of commission is the goal, not to end their life in vain…. it’s RIGHT THERE

<< With the speeds Shadow can move at, he can disable the opponent through the force of his blows alone, while leaving them at the mercy at his incoming attacks. >>

HE DISABLES EM WITH ONE BLOW SO HE CAN JUST GO ON WITH HIS MISSION ASJKHFASKJ

this whole “leaving them at mercy” bullshit is unnecessary and incorrect.

<< While not having any physical weakness, Shadow was initially a somewhat easy target for manipulation during the time he had amnesia due to his confusion about who he was. >>

THIS IS IT! MY ENTIRE BEEF WITH HOW THE FANDOM TREATS SHTH AS A GAME!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!!!! HOOOOOOOOLLLLYYYY SSSSHHIIIIIITTTTTT!!!!!!!!!! LET ME TELL YOU

okay so the whole POINT of the game is to show the player ALTERNATIVE TIMELINES in which shadow is manipulated in slightly different ways which lead to slight changes in his personality and like. with all the selective information he received he can be manipulated into becoming different kinds of people.

i don't see how people dismiss the entire game as not canon?????, IMO those are all very valid and canon alternative timelines??? like… canon AUs???????

you can't just throw the entire game under the rug???

and saying things like “shadow is an android now i guess bc of that one shth ending” im..,

he was MANIPULATED into BELIEVING so. Eggman lied to him so he would obey him. (or just to make him unstable enough to be able to restrain him)

(proof ^^^^^ dialogue of eggman speaking to shadow during the final boss, saying that he lied and that shadow is the real shadow)

OH BOY ........ THE TRUE ENDING!!!!!!!! HOOOLY SHIIIIT

people have so much beef with shadow “leacing the past behind him” and like the “sayonara shadow the hedgehog” in the last cutscene…….. im…………………….

“leaving the past behind” doesn’t mean just forgetting about everything and pretending it never happened, it means ACKNOWLEDGING that it happened, ACCEPTING IT…. learning from it and then…. MOVING FORWARD.

it means that you learned from your past and are now at peace with it, not stressing over it anymore… finally able to focus on the present moment and your feelings in the NOW; maybe even think about the future a little more.

just. yeah. it means he made peace with his past and wont let it define him (in the sense that its all he thinks about and that his haunting memories control him) and he is more confident in himself and perhaps regained some self-worth…

and that “sayonara shadow the hedgehog” is

a call to say that his old “self” is now gone, and that it's time for the new “self” to rise

just look at the room he’s in and the picture he's looking at…… those were maria's last words at him…… let him mourn one last time, let him make peace with her death. he’s been stressing over it long enough.

<< Professor Gerald's granddaughter, Maria Robotnik, is by far the one person that made Shadow the happiest. She was like a sister to him, and they shared the same dream; to visit Earth. >>

Can yall stop shipping them romantically? thanks.

I headcanon that Shadow adopts the Robotnik last name for a VERY GOOD reason.

okay im done w the wiki bye fuckface

I’m not done yet tho.

I want to talk about a thing I see in lots of fanart too...

Shadow smoking cigarettes and drinking alcohol.

Shadow is a highly sensitive creature and alcohol has an unpleasant sting to it when you drink it and he KNOWS it’s bad for people’s health. He would never indulge wild parties or participate in “jolly drinking” where people drink for the purpose of getting drunk and having “fun”.

He very much appreciates having one drink with rouge at the bar (for the taste, purely) or a beer at a meal with someone else.

He doesn’t actively seek it, but he also is not totally repulsed by it.

What disgusts him is the abuse of alcohol and he doesn’t like associating with that behavior and stays away from people who do that.

why? easy. let’s just take a look at cigarettes.

each package has a warning and disgusting picture of the aftermath of smoking on it, and everyone is very well informed about how bad it is for their own health, and more so for the health of the people around them.

He does not accept people who put whatever benefit they think they receive from this, if they put it before the well being of others and willingly make themselves sick and rot.

Same goes for alcohol. Everyone is very well aware that its toxic to our bodies, but people get drunk and risky anyways. This way of fleeing their troubles is illogical and ungrateful.

Ungrateful to the gift of life, to the healthy bodies they posses. It has a lot to do with the unfairness he feels when he thinks about how Maria had a life expectancy of 9 or 10 years for something that wasn’t even her fault. And there are other, perfectly fine humans out there, that willingly destroy their bodies and willingly accept that they are harming the ones around them with their behavior too.

[ DISCLAIMER: This is not meant to call anyone who reads this that drinks or smokes out as a bad person; you can do what you want I’m not trying/going to try convincing you to stop or make you feel guilty. This is the standpoint of someone who has experienced health related loss, so it indeed is extreme. I am not trying to start a debate. ]

another beef i have is the weird idea that shadow is a lusty dominant rapist

[ warning that sexual themes might be discussed, but not explicit ]

shadow is MOST PROBABLY asexual; and even if he was interested in intercourse he would be polite about it, seek consent and so on and so on

just are many people forgetting that despite him being very mature, he had not had much life experience yet.

not to be reaching but he kinda fits the “born sexy yesterday-trope”; where he is mature, there’s a gray area on his age, and he is clueless about how life works and basically a man-child “that needs teaching”

just that for some weird reason i see a lot of people draw shadow as very flirtatious, and in fanfictions he gets very violent towards romantic partners and ofc the infamous sonadow rape porn (tho ive encountered stuff relating to the born sexy yesterday shit too)

[ im not here to discuss how WRONG the things above are in its own, im just here to talk abt characterization today. ]

i just want generally everything to stop........... its bad........ don’t put that shit up in public and then even untagged........

[ warning end ]

..........

before anyone comes at me like “uuummmm but things you said are bad are actually portrayed in canon like that”

sorry but

hate to say it but i know their character better than sega themselves.

I’m tired and my wrists hurt i need to stop typing now but you did not hear the last of me.

#character analysis #my opinion #shadcanon #kinda? idk #i just wanna find this post again asjkfhaskjfhaj #shadows logbook #meta/ shadow

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gweyson · 6 years

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Jack A1, A11, B2, B12, C1, C7, D3, E4. G1 and H7, And Damien A2, A17, B9, C8, E2, F2, G4,G6, H2 and H8?

i forogt how long the answers for this one get

A1: What of the Meyers-Briggs personality types they most fit into? INFP, ENFT, et cetera…

i dont know much about mbti types but based on the 3 second google search i just did he seems to be an istj (but theres a good chance im wrong dfjkghfkhdk)

A11: Does your OC put others’ needs before their own?

if theyre someone he cares about then yeah, but he generally does it in small ways so unless you know him fairly well you probably wont notice

B2: Do they get frustrated when lines at places like pharmacies, check-outs, delis, banks, et cetera, are moving slowly?

unless hes in a big rush then nah, hes usually fine with just waiting around

B12: Your OC orders something to eat and gets their order done in a pretty wrong way, something they can’t just pick off or whatnot to correct, or something major is missing. What do they do?

he just. asks the waiter to fix it/bring a replacement. he doesnt really have any issues asking people for stuff! god i wish that were me

C1: Does your OC have a moral code? If not, how do they base their actions? If so, where does it come from, and how seriously do they take it?

his morals basically boil down to “dont be a dick for no reason” and he tends to follow that pretty well (in his head at least. hes very curt so a lot of people misinterpret that as rudeness)

C7: Do they believe people change over time? If so, is it a natural process or does it take effort?

yeah he believes people can change but they have to put in the effort if hes even gonna think about forgiving them

D3: How comfortable are they with the idea of death?

before he met damien just kinda saw it as a thing that happens that isnt worth getting too upset over, but since meeting him he finds the idea of dying and death a lot more daunting

E4: Did they enjoy school if they went to it?

he never really loved it but he never really hated it either

G1: Is your OC close to their family?

hes always kinda had a... strained relationship with his mum. she was always very distant raising him and as much as he tells himself he doesnt really care he does kinda resent her for it. theyre trying to have a normal relationship now and he does love her evne if she does make it very difficult sometimes. he doesnt have a dad

H7: What do they look for in partners? (Emotionally, mentally, physically..)

he doesnt “look for” anything, really. he had a bad experience with a relationship in high school so hes still kinda averse to the idea of a relationship, and he met damien entirely though coincidence & didnt think he was looking for anything until it was too late and he was already in too deep yknow

A2: What alignment are they? Chaotic neutral, lawful evil, et cetera…

chaotic neutral tbh

A17: What’s one of your OC’s proudest moments of themselves?

once he did a runner from the ward and managed to track down jack’s uni/dorm without much information to go on. he shouldnt be as proud of that as he is! hes also just kinda proud of how good he is at ice skating (or how good he was before getting his skates confiscated and then. dying)

B9: What kind of humor does your OC like the most? Slapstick, ironic, funny sounds, scare pranks, xD sO rAnDoM…

he’ll laugh at pretty much anything tbh but he especially loves watching pranks

C8: Is your OC more practical or ideal morally? I.e., do they hold people to high expectations of behavior even if it’s not realistic for the situation, or do they have a more realistic approach and adapt their morality to be more practical?

if he doesnt expect anything from anyone (himself included) he can never be disappointed ! he usually just expects the worst

E2: Which of the nine types of intelligence is your OC strongest in? Weakest? (Linguistic, existential, naturalist, et cetera)

hes got very good street smarts/survival instincts, he’s actually a lot more book-smart than most people would expect but it’s still a weak area for him

F2: What’s their ideal home look like? Where is it?

somewhere far away from his dad thats also not a ward somewhere thats within close walking distance to a lot of stuff !! so like close to shops and public transport and a big park. also somewhere that’s not too busy but also not too quiet

G4: Does your OC believe in love in first sight?

not in the slightest. he was actually really pissed off by jack the first time they met jdfkhgsdfjkfhfgk

G6: Do they have any favorite childhood memories?

no, his childhood sucked lol. he used to take skating lessons which he really liked but that’s about it

H2: Is your OC a thoughtful partner, in whatever aspect of that you want to cover?

not really, he tries but he’s too wrapped up in his own head most of the time to properly consider anyone other than himself. luckily jack’s not the sort of person who cares too deeply about this stuff (although it does annoy him sometimes)

H8: What’s your OC’s idea of a perfect date?

anywhere that he doesnt feel too vulnerable or anxious !! hed honestly rather just stay in and order takeaway and watch movies but if he had to go out hed wanna do something small. like getting dinner & then going for a walk thru the park. he took jack skating a couple of times while he was alive (see also: damien skated while jack was too much of a wimp and just sat on the grass and watched) and he liked that a lot! ^__^

#ocs #i nearly deleted these answers oof #feddyjones #ask

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hellohellohello! it is i, resident trash bag tina, back at it again with another muse! this time i bring to you the loml karma aka areum! she’s one of my fave muses to play and is just a lil wildfire if i do say so myself. smash that mf like button and ill slide into ur ims for plots! info and plot ideas below the cut. tw: death by illness, violence, abuse

karma (real name areum) initially grew up in seoul but she had a crappy family life. she had a single mother that would abuse her but at the same time try to make money off of her. so she would try and get areum to do all these auditions for modelling and joining idol groups and whatnot

she dealt with this abuse and shit but to get her anger out, she would go to the local boxing ring and sort of just beat the living crap out of those bags (and other people LMAO)

she got pretty good since she was quick and people often underestimated her bc of her small size and height and whatnot but she was like an infamous champ at that ring

one day she was boxing, and this professional boxer saw her and wanted to train her

they trained a lot together in boxing and in MMA and that meant they spent a lot of time together, and her mom got all sus and realized she actually had plans and whatnot so she beat the living shit out of her. areum didn’t fight back

she went to training the next day and her coach was like “wtf areum what happened” so she told him everything and he decided that he wanted to take her away. he was literally like the father she never had, so they abandoned her mother and together they flew to america when she was only 14 years old.

the boxer, well his name was mark lmao, treated her like his own daughter. they lived together in a penthouse in new york. at the time, areum didn’t know that he was a professional boxer so she was shook and so happy LOL

when it came time to decide for an english name, she chose the name ‘karma’ bc karma’s a bitch and she would get back at all those who did her wrong since she never wanted to feel that sort of abuse again

sadly, when she was around 18, mark died of an illness. it broke her damn heart. everything he had was given to her. she trained for hours and hours to become the best and make him proud.

she came back to korea bc there are quite a few competitions she wanted to win and she wanted her mother to see her on tv beating the living shit outta people

so ya personality wise: she’s blunt, no bullshit, kinda selfish in a sense bc all she ever cared about was mark and herself, violent as hell if need be (and want be lets be honest), impulsive, super extroverted.

loves to party, drink, go to any sort of events where it’s loud and packed. always boxing in her free time, works at a local gym as a trainer when she’s not practicing or competing.

she’s a FLIRT, like she loves flirting with anything that moves but she hates commitment bc since her dad died, she doesn’t want anyone she loves to leave yknow. she loves to sleep around and leave right before morning so they go huh wtf. she finds enjoyment in teasing, chasing, being chased, she just loves getting attention tbh and she’s wild af (esp in bed oops lil ones look away).

she’s a pretty angry person idk she’s a cataclysmic type, and she will not hesitate to fight her way outta situations (which she has had to do.) a bad ass bitch type yknow!

she’s pretty well off, but she doesn’t spend a lot of money since she grew up with not much so theres just like hella money sitting in her bank accounts and back at her house in america.

wanted plots: someone she taught how to box/defend themselves, fwbs, the only person she ever dated who she cut off for no reason bc she was falling too deep, enemies, someone who hates her bc shes rude, someone she hates bc they’re arrogant, roommate, good influence, someone she’s a bad influence on, one night stands, drunken hook up but the other won’t leave her alone, “hey we’re neighbours, can u stop grunting and punching at ur stupid punching bag late at night”, idk anything you guys would want too is def fine by me!

#soleintro #✧ ✳ ○ ☾ ━ whispering the sweetest nothing | ooc.

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seleniftie · 6 years

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rules // answer these 83 questions and tag some people

Thank you @heartbeatkaleidoscope for tagging me!! love you! I’m tagging @swiftie92, @champagneseaa, @taylorselenaswift and @taylorswiftyouarethebestthing.

the last: 

1. drink: water

 2. phone call: my friend Coline yesterday evening. She’s in Argentina.

 3. text message: Prune, my internship supervisor

 4. song you listened to: Vance Joy - Take Your Time (his new album is out!!)

 5. time you cried: I think it was last Sunday? I watched videos of soldiers coming home. Best idea ever.

 6. dated someone twice: nope

 7. kissed someone and regretted it: hmmmmm yes and no

 8. been cheated on: yes and no

 9. lost someone special: oh dear yes. a friend.

 10. been depressed: no, thankfully. I’m an anxious person.

 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: Ha lol yeeeep. Actually was good times.

three favorite colors:

 12. burgundy

 13. pastel blue

 14. pastel pink

in the last year have you:

 15. made new friends: yes!!

 16. fallen out of love: no

 17. laughed until you cried: yes god this is the best feeling ever

 18: found out someone was talking about you: Ooh yes. Great times. Right before I left forBerlin.

 19. found out who your friends are: yes, going abroad and being separate from my college squad made me realize who are the ones who you’re gonna be friends with for a while... and who are just “squad” friends.

 20. kissed someone on your facebook list: yes. HA.

general

22. Most of them. There’s only about a dozen of people but I’m planning on meeting them soon... if I haven’t met them already ;)

 23. do you have any pets: YES MY DOG BARBOUILLE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH AND MISS HIM SO MUCH IT’S BEEN ONE FREAKING MONTH ALREADY AND I’M NOT SEEING HIM BEFORE JULY

 24. do you want to change your name: my name is so very basic and only french people know how to pronounce it right... and i’ve kinda already changed it anyway. at least for people abroad! I really like the Cee nickname.

 25. what did you do for your last birthday: hmmm had like three parties. it was insane and really great times. and i’m not being ironic!

 26. what time did you wake up: 8:40am and i died

 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: As my dear friend Sandra said: “Posting on this godforsaken site”

 28. something you can’t wait for: seeing my friends this weekend! they’re coming to Berlin. And traveling around Europe! flying to copenhagen next weekend, to rome in april and so many other destinations.... and of course... SEEING TAYLOR SWIFT LIVE IN LONDON AND MEET @noitsholly @champagneseaa @flyawayswift @taylorswiftz @ethereal-swiftness @shakeitoff6202 AND THE LIST GOES ON WOOOO

 29. when was the last time you saw your mom: over one month ago!

 30. what are you listening to right now: there’s public works on Kurfürstendamm.

 31. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yes and i had a crush on him when i was 11 and he wanted to date me but i freaked out and said no???? the story of my life.

 32. something that is getting on your nerves: rude people. and the evil side of this fucking world. can’t it be my little pony

 33. most visited website: TUMBLR

 34. hair color: Dark Brown

 35. long or short hair: long.

 36. do you have a crush on someone: pffff hm hm hm yes and no

 37. what do you like about yourself: i like my ability to listen and learn fast and my musical talents and i also love my face but hate is as much so.

 38. piercings: two in each ear!

 39. blood type: lemme check. *takes wallet* 0+!

 40: nickname: Cee, Cam, Cami, Biquette, Winnie, Nestor... whatever.

 41. relationship: single af

 42. zodiac sign: taurus

 43. pronouns: she/her

 44. favorite tv show: HM HM BROOKLYN 99

 45. tattoos: none

 46. right or left handed: righ handed!

 47. surgery: wisdom teeth in 2014 i think? and kidney/ureter surgery two years ago (yay kidney stones)

 48. sport: does taking the stairs count?

 49. vacation: copenhagen in one week <3

more general: 

51. eating: i just ate vegan sandwich biscuits. a delight.

 52. drinking: water is your friend. hydrate yourselves.

 53. im about to: work... lol

 54. waiting for: taylor to come back on tumblr. jk. waiting for a new guitar to play more but i need to buy one first but I’m broke cause i still haven’t been paid and have like 50 euros left on my bank account yay me

 55. want: happiness and a positive state of mind and a clear skin and success in music

 56. get married: lolz who knows but for now NEVER. I find it so scary to commit yourself to someone for a lifetime when I haven’t even ever been in a healthy and good relationship? ew.

 57. career: I want to be a singer. if not, let’s go save the world wih diplomatic work

which is better: 

58. hugs or kisses: Hugs alllll the way. kisses are gross

 59. lips or eyes: Eyes

 60. taller or shorter: Taller

 61. older or younger: Older or same age is better but really depends on the person i mean half of my friends on here are 15 soooo

 62. nice arms or nice stomach: stomach

 63. hookup or relationship: tired of hookups, give me a relationship already

 64. troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker when drunk, hesitant all my life

have you ever:

 65. kissed a stranger: yes lol

 66. drank hard liquor: oooh yes lol

 67. lost glasses/contacts: nope but my friend louise can tell you about that

 68. turned someone down: yes lol

 69. sex on the first date: nope

 70: had your heart broken: yes lol

 71. been arrested: ...no? could have tho

 72. cried when someone died: yes.

73. fallen for a friend: nope.

do you believe in: 

74. yourself: I try!

 75. miracles: kinda? I believe in karma

 76. love at first sight: yes I mean I imagine it could happen

 77. santa: there are kids on this website

 78. kiss on the first date: yes

 79. angels: I don’t

other 

80. best friend’s name: I don’t have best friends.... you either are my friend or you are not. But among my favorite in real life friends if i can say that there are Zoé, Adeline, Léa, Pauline, Oksanna, Marion.......... and now i feel bad for the others. and I obviously adore my internet friends Sandra, Alex, Holly, Jenny, Morgen, Taylor (cause we’re best friends duh)

 81. eye colour: dark green!

 82. fave movie: I adore Rudderless.

 83. fave actor/actress: I have no idea cause I have no knowledge about acting and whatsoever and I don’t watch movies / series enough. But Andy Samberg is phenomenal.

And that’s a wrap! been in the office for over an hour. TIME TO WORK BITCHES

#challenge

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itsallavengers · 7 years

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do you have any fluffy peter & tony headcanons or anything tbh because im having a horrible day and im so anxious i feel like im gonna explode

(Okay I told myself I was gonna take a break from writing today but u know what. U deserve Good Tony and Peter Writing so,,,,I’m gonna do my best with that. Hope u feel better soon my friend, and I hope this helps in some way x)

His hands were shaking against the prompt cards he held in an iron-clad grip.

It was stupid, really. Ridiculous. He’d battled monsters and stopped bombs and yet here he was, getting worked up over a damn science presentation.

And there wasn’t even any reason why. He was good at science. Brilliant, if he did say so himself. And the whole school was full of science nerds like him, so it wasn’t as if he was going to get laughed off stage, either.

So why the damn hell did he feel so…awful?

Pull yourself together, Spiderman, he told himself, shaking his head a little and peaking out from behind the wings to watch the speech that was currently being given by another of his classmates. It was a mandatory thing in order for everyone to get a grade. Each of them had to present an idea or a theory to the rest of their year and put points that were for and against it. At the end, other kids asked questions, drilled you, probably started giggling and whispering if you couldn’t answer one of their godawful comments-

Ugh. He felt vaguely sick.

He’d been on edge the whole day just thinking about it. There were, what, a hundred faces, maybe more, in the audience? Including Flash, who was sat at the back, just waiting for Peter to slip up so he could laugh loudly or boo or something.

He could barely even think straight. His mind was all fuzzy and his palms were too sweaty. It felt like his lungs weren’t working properly anymore.

This sucked.

“Hey kid,”

Peter jerked wildly as someone stepped up to his shoulder. God, he’d been so out of it he hadn’t even heard them, what the hell was wrong with him-

“I- uh, hi Mr-” he turned, looking over and expecting to see a teacher.

“Tony?” he said incredulously, as his brain registered the tinted yellow glasses and carefully sculpted van dyke.

“The one and only,” Tony replied absently, as he peered out through the wings and looked at the boy onstage, “you next?” He asked.

“I…what-you-how?” Peter spluttered, “what are you doing here?”

Tony looked at him, before shrugging. If Peter wasn’t mistaken, he almost looked sheepish. “You mentioned this thing, uh, a few days ago in the labs? I didn’t have anything on, so I though I’d come, show a bit of moral support, you know the drill,” he muttered. “How you feeling? You ready? Nervous?”

Peter opened his mouth, but the assurance failed to come out. He was a notoriously bad liar, after all. Plus, his vocal cords didn’t really seem to be working very well right now. Which, considering what he was about to go up and do, was Very Very Bad.

Tony looked him up and down, noting the quivering hands, slightly green face and general expression of terror before sighing and pulling the sunglasses off his nose in order to place them on the bridge of Peter’s. “Okay, Peter, today you are not Peter. Today, you are me, and I am about to give a heart-raising, mind-blowing, showstopping speech on…” he peered down, reading the top of Peter’s card, “effective and innovative designs to contribute toward a greener society,”

Peter just nodded, looking up at Tony through the yellow lenses.

“First thing,” Tony began, raising a hand and wandering backward, before gesturing around the place, “you gotta own the room, kid. Movement is important. Hands, feet, eyes- don’t just stand there like a lemon and read off the prompts. You wanna get a good grade? You engage the audience,” he stepped forward, pointing at Peter’s eye, and then his own, “eye contact. Always do the eye contact. Kinda terrifying, admittedly, but you only need to do it for a second. You’re not gonna stare em down like they’re trying to rob a bank here, okay, you’re just catching their eye. Showing them you’re focused, like you’re talking to them specifically. Keep moving around, look at everyone.”

He stopped. Grabbed Peter’s shoulder. “So, Mr Stark, how do you begin your speech?”

Peter stopped, caught off guard like a rabbit in the headlights. “Uhhhhh-”

“Okay, well for starters, I definitely don’t do that,” Tony shook his head, pushing the glasses a little further up Peter’s nose as they began to slip down. “You wanna begin with something simple. Casual. This isn’t a funeral service. You’re just putting an idea across. ‘hello everybody’ will suffice. I’d say open with a joke, but I don’t think you’re ready for that yet.”

Peter had to agree on that one. He took another look over to the side, and noticed the boy was beginning to wrap up.

Oh, hell. He was next.

Tony noticed, too, and he let his other hand rest on Peter’s shoulder as well, so that he was gripping Peter between both hands. “Listen, kid. Stick to the basics. Eye contact. Movement. Keep it light, and don’t focus too hard on individuals. It’ll only freak you out. You’re gonna do great, kid. Honestly, you’re definitely the smartest one out there, you got nothing to worry about.”

“People are gonna laugh,” Peter muttered, looking down at his feet. God, Flash- Flash was gonna be a total ass, he could predict it perfectly. Peter would pause, just for a moment, and Flash would do something stupid like laugh or make a stupid noise and then it would throw Peter off-

“No-one’s gonna laugh, Kid,” Tony said, before his eyes narrowed. “Unless there’s someone who’s planning on ruining it for you. Is there?”

“I dunno, Flash said some stuff earlier, but… I dunno,” Peter mumbled, biting his lip. He wished he’d been ill today. Or HYDRA had decided to attack a Macy’s or something. At least that would have been a genuine excuse.

“Flash, huh?” Tony mused quietly, peering out into the audience, “greasy looking pussy at the back, right?”

Peter laughed nervously, nodding. “Uh, yeah, that’s the one.”

Tony pulled a face, and then nodded to himself. “Okay. Okay, cool. Well listen, I’ll make sure Flash isn’t a problem, alright? Don’t worry about him.”

A sudden wave of applause filled the auditorium, and signalled Peter’s turn up.

“Big breath. Come on, you’ll kick ass. You’re Spiderman. Or you can be me, just for a few minutes, if that’ll make it easier,” Tony assured him, patting his cheek and smiling.

“-And now, it is my great pleasure to present to you, Peter Parker!” The Principal announced, and another round of applause burst out.

Okay. Showtime.

“Wait, kid, sunglasses!” Tony caught him before he could move, sliding them back off his face with a grin, “they’re a tad too big for you. Don’t want them sliding off whilst you’re deep in the middle of solving the world’s energy crisis.”

Peter huffed out a nervous laugh, and then did as Tony said, taking a long, deep breath before turning away and walking slowly toward the main stage.

He could do this. Tony did it all the time. He could be Tony, just for five and a half minutes, right? Tony had said he could.

His hands were still shaking a little as he stepped in front of everyone, but he felt a little braver. A little prouder. Maybe even confident.

At the back of the hall, he watched Tony slip in through the doors, more inconspicuous than Peter had ever seen him as he wandered toward the back row and grabbed a chair, leaning over the back of it and whispering something into-

Peter sighed, unable to hold back the little grin of satisfaction as Flash’s head turned to look up at him, eyes widening in a hilarious fashion as he realised, yet again, he was being told off by Tony Stark.

It was even more amusing to watch the colour drain from his face as Tony continued to whisper in his ear. He watched as Flash nodded a little jerkily, and then Tony smiled, before stepping back and leaning against the back wall, right in the middle where Peter could see him.

He grinned up when Peter made eye contact, and Peter smiled back.

He could do this.

“You did it!”

Peter turned, smile on his face as he watched Tony jog up toward him, hands raised in a thumbs-up as he grinned over. Luckily, the presentation had been at the last period, and so Peter was free to get the fuck out and finally relax for the first time that day.

“Yeah- I think it went...well,” Peter admitted happily.

Tony pulled a face, letting his arm fall across Peter’s shoulders and squeeze. “Uhm, you did more than ‘well’, kid- you totally blew everyone else out of the water.”

“You didn’t even see everyone else, Tony.”

He felt the shrugging gesture Tony made beside him. “I’m gonna go ahead and assume here, kid. You were great. Very Tony Stark-ish. Except with less narcissism and more genuine-ness, y’know? Never would’ve guessed you were nervous.”

Peter grimaced. “I thought I was gonna throw up the entire time.”

“Well then, you are a remarkable actor, Mr Parker,” Tony told him, “hey, how about doing my speech for me this weekend at the charity gala I am being forcibly blackmailed into attending? I have a busy schedule of sleeping and eating and I don’t want it disturbed.”

Peter laughed, giving Tony a shove, “thanks, but if it’s all the same with you, I’m never going to give a speech ever again. That was crazy. Everyone stares at you. What the hell?”

“Yeah, when you’re the only person talking in a huge auditorium, people tend to do that,” Tony huffed, shaking his head, “so damn rude of them.”

“It really is,” Peter agreed, hiking his bag up a little further on to his shoulder before turning to tony, a grin beginning to form on his face. “Hey- what did you tell Flash, by the way?”

Tony tapped his nose secretively. “None of your business.”

“Aw, come on, I see him most, it’s more my business than yours.”

“Hey, maybe I just like him. Maybe I was having a catch up, Peter, huh? You’re not special, I might be secretly mentoring him, too.”

Peter rolled his eyes, shoving Tony playfully and then grabbing his arm before he went careering to the floor. “Whoops- superstrength.”

“That was a threat, wasn’t it? I feel threatened. Again. Physical threats, this time, too- it’s getting worse-”

“Tony,” Peter whined frustratedly, “please tell me.”

Tony stopped, hand half-way to reaching his car door before turning to look back at Peter. “I told him if he made a single sound, I’d hack the school system and turn all his A* into C’s,” he admitted, before adding “is that bad? I don’t know- I tend to threaten both adults and kids alike, what can I say, I’m all about equality,”

Peter watched, smile on his face as Tony jumped into his car and pulled his shades back on. “You did good, kid. I’ll see you ‘round,” he said, shooting Peter another thumbs up before revving the engine and pulling out of the car park.

Peter watched, shaking his head fondly. He felt kinda exhausted- the day had been stressful as fuck, and it had taken it out of him. But hey- at least it was over. And at least it hadn’t turned into a full-blown panic attack, either. That would’ve just been embarrassing.

“Thanks, Tony,” Peter muttered, waving cheerily over at a still rather horrified looking Flash from across the road before beginning to make his way down the drive.

“Wait. You got a lift?”

Peter turned, watching as Tony reversed back to him and raised an eyebrow at him curiously from the open window.

“Sorry, I don’t get in cars with strangers,” Peter deadpanned, beginning to walk forward again, hiding a fond grin as Tony just rolled forward and followed him.

“Uhh,” Tony made a face, turning around and shuffling in his car for a second before pulling out something. It was a bag of kisses, a few of them already eaten, with the wrappers thrown back in the bag. “I got candy?”

Peter broke his deadpan stare a second later, in order to laugh. Tony was a fucking idiot, honestly. “Right, okay, I’ve been convinced,” he declared, before sliding over the bonnet and opening the door on the other side.

As soon as he’d fallen in, Tony flicked him on the ear. “Ow!” He yelped, looking betrayed.

“Don’t slide your dirty school jeans over my car, you heathen,” Tony scolded, before turning back to the road and stepping on accelerate. “And don’t touch my radio. We’re listening to my music, not yours.”

Peter groaned, “ugh, but your music taste is-”

“Unless you want to get forcibly removed from this vehicle, I suggest you quit running your mouth, boy,”

Peter looked over to him. There was silence for a stretch, before Peter muttered, “Metallica sucks.”

“RIGHT,” Tony pulled his sunglasses off, chucking them at Peter’s chest and then moving his hand to the dash where all his modified features sat, “that’s it, you’re getting ejected, buh-bye demon child-”

“TONY NO I’M SORRY I DIDN’T M-”

#sorry this was so late anon i was at football practise. but I hope u feel better now anyway #peter parker #tony stark #avengers #marvel #itsallavengers writes

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aspirationfail · 7 years

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MARSHAL “ MARS” TAYLOR

Name: Marshal Taylor Alias’: Mars

Nickname: Mars, Idiot, Asshole, and… Daddy Age: 28 Gender: Male Species: Human

Social Class: High Class Birthdate: May 19, 1989 Time of birth: 2:00 pm Birthplace: Queens, New York

Zodiac

Sun: Gemini

Moon: Pisces

Rising: Virgo

Nationality: African-American Race: Black Occupation: Music Producer Language(s): English, Cajun-French, and a tad bit of Spanish Native tongue: English Religion: Christianity — Education: Master’s degree in Music Weapons/Offensive equipment: None Items/Defensive equipment/Misc: Wallet with a photo of Lei’s ultrasound, a few business cards, and a bunch of cards, headphones, phone, and usually a paper with some girls number written on it. Money/Amount of: -Funds (On person): $89 -Funds (In bank): Over 80k+ Transportation: — Blood type: AB Height: 6’1 Weight: 186 Eye Color: Light brown/Hazel-ish Hair: Buzzcut that’s dyed light pink. Skin: Dark caramel with a slight mix of mocha to it. Figure/build: Very in shape, has a very mainly build.

Voice: here — Distinguishing marks: -Tattoo(s): One face tattoos and about 10 tattoos on his body. -Scars: None -Piercings: Ears & Nipples -Clothing style: His sister, Jett, picks out his clothes so his style is kind of all over the place. It’s nice, though! — Currently lives: Venice, Los Angeles Living Arrangements: He stays in a nice sized penthouse; three bedrooms, 4.5 baths, rooftop access. A perfect living space for a modern-day playboy. Description of daily surroundings: Very quiet, clean area. Sometimes random girls coming over and staying over. — Hobbies: Writing music, singing, making beats for fun. Talents/Skills: Can sing extremely well, plays over 13 instruments, Strengths: Himself, his music, and Weaknesses: Leilani, his mother, cats. — Love interest(s): None. Sexual Orientation: Straight

Are they Sexually Active: …Too sexually active Love or Lust: Lust… love doesn’t sound too bad to him, though. — Left handed or right?: Both

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Diet: Typical diet, he consumes what you’re normally supposed to eat. Virgin?: LMAOOOO Drinker?: Yea, only when he goes out though. Smoker?: ..weed. Drug user?: He used to do cocaine and LSD when he was with Marcy but got a bad trip once so he stopped doing both about three months later. Other addictions?: None Pet peeves: Nail bitters

Police/Criminal/Legal record: None Personal Hygiene: Super clean dude, he loves smelling good and looking clean. He kind of smells womanly because he uses bath bombs here and there + sometimes fruity soaps, lol. Introvert or Extrovert: Extrovert

What does your OC choose to do about the, err, hair down there?: He trims it very low, but besides that… nothing. Can they hold their breath for a long time?: Only for a few seconds. 10 songs that are probably on their iPod:

1. Crew REMIX // GoldLink

2. Regulate // Warren G

3. Jus Lyke Compton // DJ Quik

4. A Lie // French Montana

5. Audi // Smokepurpp

6. Walk on Water // A$AP Mob

7. Liife // Desiiger

8. Sauce It Up // Lil Uzi Vert

9. ELEMENT. // Kendrick Lamar

10. Off the Wall // Michael Jackson — Basic description: Personality: Super flity/seducing, blunt but super sweet. Can be rude if it comes to his music, oddly chilled back. Likes: New music, nice beats, thick girls, being a dad. Dislikes: Cats, Toshi, lame rappers. Motivations: His family. Morals: always put in 100%. Fears/Phobias: Losing everyone Favourite quote: “Only you and God will have your back. Everything else is a blessing” Favourite food: Fried fish Favourite drink: Coke Favourite color: Burgundy Favourite song: Crew REMIX // GoldLink Favourite movie: Friday Favourite sport: Basketball Favourite book: The Autobiography of Gucci Mane Other favourites: Himself

Most used word or phrase: “Deadass” “iight” “baby” — Family: -Parents: Kianna Jones & Martin Taylor -Siblings: Marcella Taylor, Jett Taylor -Other close relatives: Artie Franco (cousin), Acel Jones (cousin) Friends: Jiro Adachi, Kalissa North, Leilani Roberts, Nika Romero Partner: None Offspring: Clover Taylor Enemies: Toshi Adachi Pet(s): None Describe their social circle, what is their role within it?: He plays a huge part in his social circle, he knows a bunch of famous music artist and has produced albums/songs for them. He’s also usually the life of the party so everyone invites him to their parties so more people will come. His social circle is huge, it has a lot of famous people, underground artists, and b-list celebrities. — History: [ok ps before you read i did not take my time with this and actually put effort. i got like 17 more char sheets to finish so im kinda just rushing everything,,,,,, sorry not sorry.] Early Childhood: Marshal’s childhood was very different from others. Since his parents weren’t together he spent most of his time going back and forth during breaks. He grew up in two different households, one being very religious and the other being very unsafe. He knew what it felt to be wealthy and poor at the same time and he experienced a lot of things he didn’t need to if he didn’t live with his mother. Being surrounded by gangs, drugs, and sex but also religion made him very confused on what was right and what was wrong. It was until he hit Seven he found a new love for music. It kept him busy and helped him not to think about his hectic life. His fathered adored how passionate Mars was when it came to music. So, whenever he came over to visit he would heavily invest in lessons and instruments. Once he hit 11 he met his now best-est friend, Leilani, she helped him throughout most of his life. Being the support, he needed and that one person to actually let him have fun as a kid. Adolescence: His teenage years were great. He had to stay with his father once his mother got caught up with the police. Life was pretty much heaven for him after that. His father made sure Mas got the life he really deserved. He tried to give him everything he could and constantly made sure he was okay. Papa Taylor would even pay for Leilani’s trips to New Orleans just so they can see each other again! At the age of 19, Mars and Leilani moved to California together after getting accepted to one of the colleges they applied for, being the start of a great life for both of them. Adulthood: He now lives a life many can only dream of. He adores his life and regrets nothing in his past because he knows it’s what brought him here. He’s now an extremely popular producer living in the Venice area of Los Angeles but working in the Hollywood area. He lives a life of luxury, mainly thanks to his father. He never had a dull moment and personally finds this one of the best eras of his life.

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