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wineauntie · 17 hours

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do you have a blurb of evie meeting quinn's parents? I don't see it on your masterlist but don't want to have missed it if you've written it. Thanks!

I won’t lie, I planned a fic about it, and then completely abandoned it…so here’s that!

this is a continuation of “meet the brothers” but can be read as a standalone!

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"They're going to love you, y'know,"

You jolted in surprise from where you were shuffling around the kitchen nervously, your eyes landing on Luke, who scratched his head awkwardly. You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, as you settled against the counter.

"I mean, Quinn loves you and Evie, he won't stop talking about you guys," Luke continued, "Mom is already obsessed with Evie since Quinn showed her photos of him teaching her to play hockey."

"I love him too," you softly supplied, your fingers fidgeting with the cuffs of your sleeves. "I just...I want them to like us. It sounds pathetic, but I really really love Quinn and Evie does too, if your parents don't like us...I don't know what would happen."

Luke nodded understandingly, a sympathetic smile gracing his lips. "I get it. But trust me, Mom and Dad are easy to get along with." He added, "They're just excited to meet the people Quinn cares about so much."

His reassurance eased some of the tension coiling in your stomach, but the nerves still lingered. You couldn't help but worry about making a good impression. After all, meeting your partner's parents was a big step in any relationship…especially if you’d already had a child before entering the relationship.

"Luke's right," Jack chimed in from the doorway. "Besides, anyone who can put up with Quinn deserves a medal in my mind."

A soft chuckle escaped your lips at Jack's comment, grateful for the lighthearted distraction and as the minutes ticked by, the anticipation of Quinn's return with his parents grew stronger and almost unbearable.

Finally, the sound of the front door opening broke the silence, and you straightened up, your heart pounding in your chest. Quinn stepped inside, his face beaming as he ushered his parents into the apartment.

You tentatively stepped towards the hallway to watch as Quinn helped his parents with their bags. Your shaking hands were hidden by your sleeves, a small smile plastered across your face.

"Mom, Dad, this is y/n," Quinn introduced you, his hand finding its way to the small of your back. "y/n/n, this is my mom and dad."

"Hi," you waved but before you could say anything more, Ellen rushed forward and engulfed you in a hug.

"We've heard so much about you!" Ellen smiled, pulling away, "You're even prettier in person" Heat rose to your cheeks as you ducked your head bashfully. "Quinn has talked so much about you!"

"Way to bait me out, Mom," Quinn rolled his eyes, his hand interlocking with yours, giving it a reassuring squeeze. You let your trembling hand clutch his as he ran his thumb over your knuckles.

You went to speak again but you were cut off by the sound of the rapid patter of bare feet against the wooden flooring of the apartment. Evie came hurtling around the corner, and straight into your arms which had outstretched to catch her.

“Mama! Winnie!” Evie giggled, hopping into your arms, her eyes focused solely on you as her hands clutched the teddy bear Luke and Jack had gifted her. “Giant and Jack go park morrow?”

You chuckled at your girl, understanding her broken words, a sense of pride filling you at her growing vocabulary.

“I’m sure Luke and Jack would love to go to the park with you tomorrow, but Evie, darling, you’re meant to be in bed,” you spoke slowly, your eyes filled with love for your daughter as her eyebrows scrunched.

“Winnie, leave and come home!” Evie batted her lashes innocently, her hands stretched out to Quinn. The man in question, stood with his body swivelled towards you and Evie, his eyes sparkling with care as he reached for Evie.

You carefully handed Evie over to Quinn, watching as the girl instinctively curled into him. You heard sighs of awe coming from Quinn’s parents, and you seemed to not be the only one to notice them. Evie’s head tilted towards the two unfamiliar people standing by the door, her eyes wide and cautious as she looked at you before looking up at Quinn.

“Win…who that?” Evie tried to whisper, her voice carrying over to Ellen and Jim, but before Quinn could explain, his mom stepped forward.

“I’m Quinn’s mom,” Ellen smiled gently, her blue eyes scanning the little girl. She pointed behind her to her husband before she spoke again. “And that’s his dad.”

“Winnie mom and dad?” Evie scrunched up her nose as she looked between Ellen, Jim and Quinn.

“Yeah, Bug,” Quinn hummed, holding her closer to his chest. “This is my mom and dad, and they’re here just to meet you and your mom.”

Evie made an ‘o’ shape with her mouth, her head bobbing up and down in an understanding nod. She straightened in Quinn’s hold, her small arm stretched toward Ellen, her hand flexing.

Ellen chuckled heartily, taking Evie’s hand in her own and shaking it, before squeezing it gently. Evie giggled at the grasp, her eyes lighting up in glee. Ellen seemed enraptured by her small smile, her eyes flickering the Quinn and you with adoration laced across her face.

You watched the scene unfold before you with a mix of relief and warmth. Evie, who was usually reserved around strangers, seemed to be taking to Quinn's parents surprisingly well. The tension that had gripped you earlier slowly began to melt away, replaced by an odd sense of belonging.

Quinn's dad, Jim, stepped forward, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he watched the interaction between his wife and Evie, who were giggling back and forth. "You've got quite the charmer there, Quinn," he remarked with a grin, his voice deeper than you thought, his gruffness more gentle.

Quinn nodded, his gaze flickering between his daughter and his parents, a proud smile tugging at his lips. "Yeah, she's something else, isn't she?" he spoke softly as Evie nestled further into his chest, a yawn wracking through her little body. "I think this little one needs to go to bed,"

"Of course," Ellen practically gushed.

"See Winnie Mom and Dad morrow?" Evie's eyes were wide and questioning as she and Quinn looked at you.

You exchanged a glance with Quinn, a silent understanding passing between you. Despite the late hour, Evie's excitement at meeting Quinn's parents had been noticeable, and you didn't want to disappoint her. With a gentle smile, you nodded in agreement.

"Of course, Bug," you said softly, reaching out to ruffle her hair affectionately. "We'll see them tomorrow."

Evie's face lit up with joy, her tiredness momentarily forgotten as she snuggled closer to Quinn. "Yay! Winnie see Mom and Dad morrow!" she exclaimed tiredly, her words muffled against his chest.

Ellen and Jim exchanged amused glances, their fondness for their granddaughter evident in their eyes. "We'll look forward to it, sweetheart," Ellen said warmly, her hand reaching out to stroke Evie's cheek gently.

Nodding at Quinn, you and his parents watched, as he carried her towards her bedroom, the excitement of the evening finally catching up to her as she yawned sleepily. After tucking her into bed and sharing a few whispered words of love, you and Quinn quietly made your way back to the living room, where his parents were waiting.

As you settled onto the couch with Quinn by your side, a comfortable silence enveloped the room. Ellen and Jim seemed at ease in your presence, their initial nervousness replaced by genuine warmth and acceptance. It was a reassuring feeling, knowing that your relationship with Quinn's parents was off to a good start.

"Thank you for coming," you began sincerely, breaking the silence as your hands wrung together. "It means a lot."

Ellen smiled, reaching out to squeeze your hand affectionately. "It was our pleasure, dear," she replied kindly. "We've been looking forward to meeting you and Evie for quite some time."

Jim nodded in agreement, his expression serious yet kind. "Quinn talks about you both all the time," he admitted gruffly. "And it's clear to see why."

You felt a surge of warmth at his words, a sense of validation washing over you. Despite your initial fears and insecurities, it seemed that Quinn's parents genuinely cared about you and Evie. It was a comforting thought, knowing that you had their support and acceptance.

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miley1442111 · 1 day

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fresh out the slammer- a.hotchner

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a/n: yes, i am a swifty- sorry lmao.

intended for fem reader!

summary: based off of fresh out the slammer by taylor swift

pairings: aaron hotchner x reader

warnings: sad ending, talk of falling out of love, aaron is still in love with Haley

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Now pretty baby, I'm running back home to you

Fresh out the slammer, I know who my first call will be to

Fresh out the slammer, oh

Aaron unlocked the door to your shared home, one thought on his mind. Haley.

He missed her more than life itself. He missed being a family with Jack and her. He missed it all.

You were his girlfriend, you should’ve been on his mind. You had been there for him during his recent recovery after the stabbings with Foyet, you were working at all hours to try and find Foyet, you were always there for him. He loved you, truly.

But you weren't Haley.

Another summer takin' cover, rolling thunder

He don't understand me

Splintered back in winter, silent dinners, bitter

He was with her in dreams

He lay beside you in your bed. You were already asleep, soft snores falling from your beautiful lips. A certain unease settled into Aaron’s body. He realised something slowly, and it led to a heavy sense of dread, shame, regret, and guilt.

He didn’t love you. He was still in love with Haley.

He thought of Haley everyday, every night. He wondered what she was doing, now that he didn’t know where she or Jack was.

Sleep evaded him that night.

Gray and blue and fights and tunnels

Handcuffed to the spell I was under

For just one hour of sunshine

Years of labor, locks, and ceilings

In the shade of how he was feeling

But it's gonna be alright, I did my time

Weeks passed and Aaron became more and more distant. He cancelled dates, came home late, he was reckless at work.

You felt hopeless. You knew something was wrong, but you couldn’t figure out what. You decided to confront him, staying up late enough to catch him.

“Aaron, what’s going on?” You asked as he walked into your shared bedroom. He stared at you for a moment, then sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Nothing,” he lied.

“Aaron, I’m a profiler too. Tell me.”

He felt conflicted. He liked you, a lot. He’d been dating you for a year. He’d thought he was over Haley, he was wrong. “I’m not in love with you anymore, I’m not sure I ever was.”

Your heart broke, but you swallowed it back. “Ok,” you whispered and got up, grabbing your go-bag and walking out. Aaron didn’t chase you. He didn’t want to.

You got into your car and let yourself break down. He never loved you. He was still in love with Haley. You were just a placeholder for her.

You went to Penelope’s place, knowing she’d be there for you. She let you in immediately and comforted you to sleep.

Now, pretty baby, I'm runnin' back home to you

Frеsh out the slammer, I know who my first call will be to

(Frеsh out the slammer, oh)

Haley was dead. You felt devastated for Aaron and Jack, not enough to speak to him though. You attended the funeral, you stood beside the rest of the team, then went straight to Strauss. You handed in you badge and gun, leaving the BAU behind. You cut everyone off, blocking their numbers, moving house, taking up a job in the CIA instead.

Aaron had officially lost you. In the weeks of your breakup, he’d realised how wrong he was, that he had loved you, that he was in love with you.

Camera flashes, welcome bashes, get the matches

Toss the ashes off the ledge

As I said in my letters, now that I know better

I will never lose my baby again

He spent weeks trying to find you, finding nothing. You’d asked one of your new colleagues to essentially wipe your existence off the face of the earth. You changed your name, you changed.

He’d made Penelope look for you for months, he went to your family as a last result.

“You want to know where Y/n is?” Your father asked. “We thought you’d know.”

His heart stopped. You were missing.

He got the team on it immediately, until Strauss called him in.

“Aaron, Y/n Y/l/n is not missing. She’s been reassigned,” she explained.

“Why can’t we find her then! All of her accounts were drained and closed, her family don’t know where she is, and she left the BAU!” He demanded.

“She was reassigned Aaron, that’s the end of it.”

He was helpless. You were gone.

My friends tried, but I wouldn't hear it

Watch me daily disappearing

For just one glimpse of his smile

All those nights, he kept me goin'

Swirled you into all of my poems

Now we're at the starting line, I did my time

He took a leave of absence from the BAU for a month, deciding to try and find you on his own. He looked through everything on you, tried to remember details you’d told him, but he came up with nothing.

Until he saw you on a case.

Now, pretty baby, I'm runnin'

To the house where you still wait up and that porch light gleams (Gleams)

To the one who says I'm the girl of his American dreams

And no matter what I've done, it wouldn't matter anyway

Ain't no way I'm gonna screw up now that I know what's at stake here

At the park where we used to sit on children's swings

Wearing imaginary rings

You were a CIA agent, you were happy the way you were. You’d found a husband in the 2 years since you’d left the BAU. He loved you and adored you like you were supposed to be adored. He was a childhood best friend, one you’d had a crush on as a child. Aaron walked into the CIA building and saw you with your hand in his. His world crumbled for the third time in his life.

You had found someone else. You shot him and the entire team a small, knowing smile, and assisted them on their case.

“We thought you’d died,” Derek admitted as you were all cleaning up the conference room they were using as an office.

“Well technically Y/n died, I’m Y/n/n now. Y/n/n Scott,” You smiled, showing off your wedding ring and smiling at your husband, the other CIA agent that was helping with the investigation. Aaron’s stomach turned. At least you were happy.

But it's gonna be alright, I did my time

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hanafubukki · 13 hours

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So Hana; I came across a post talking about unpopular twst opinions and was wondering if you had any.

Hello Violet 🌸💚🌷

I hope it’s okay for me to call you Violet 💚🌷

This is a rather interesting question 🤔 and I had to think on it a bit. I honestly don’t know if some of what I say is unpopular or not, so I guess I’ll express a few of my opinions that I have. ☺️🌺

I guess before I list them I should say that this is my opinion only. I don’t mean to hurt anyone by expressing them nor am I calling out anyone. Literally just my thoughts. You’re allowed to agree or disagree✨✨

Normally, I would assume I wouldn’t have to put a disclaimer such as this because everyone has their own opinions and we should all have an open mind but I’ve seen the internet lol and wowza on how some act to such things lol 🌺🙏

I hate the guest room. Personally, I’m not into that kind of mechanics in gaming. It’s not for me. The fact that we have to do it to level up friendship levels irks me. And it’s a complicated system too which is another annoying aspect. I also kind of blame the guest room function for personal stories being lowered since those have been replaced with furniture. It’s just an extra chore that I’m not really into.

Event wise: I think we have too many octa (+ ortho and ace) in them. My diasomnia bias aside, I don’t think the other characters get enough spotlight. When was the last time Ruggie was in an event? Cater? Riddle? Jack? Kalim? Rook? Deuce? I know octa make them money but still, give the others more spotlight? I don’t count the beach or Halloween event either. Because Halloween, half the cast is in it and beach event was similar. Even New years I don’t count, because eventually, we will get them all in new years outfit. The usually four character events is what I’m speaking of because that’s when you get proper screen time and development for each character. I can literally go on lolol

I don’t know why this would be unpopular but it seems it might be? But I don’t hate RSA. They have a lot of potential story telling wise and their side of things. And I know there’s biasness with NRC and we wanting them to win, but I feel there’s more to RSA than we know. Like how we shouldn’t judge villains, we shouldn’t judge the “heroes” either.

Jp schedule wise I don’t think they are too slow as many believe. I think for the working female class, which the game is aimed at, the scheduling is perfect since it was made for them after all. It gives them time for daily life and twst gaming. Doesn’t mean I don’t get impatient either lolol

On the other spectrum, EN is going too quick. With events and main story. Slow down. What are you trying to accomplish except burn out your fanbase?

I don’t want an anime. We will get one. There’s a high chance and I’ll watch it obviously. But I honestly don’t care for one. The issues that an anime will bring…is a lot.

I don’t think the gameplay is boring. As mentioned before, the game was made for the female working class. So the gameplay is to the point, and depending on the event, can be challenging. But grinding wise and all that? It’s pretty working class friendly. If I didn’t have the auto lessons and battles, I wouldn’t be playing it. It’s because of those mechanics that I am. Thats what stops me from playing many mobile games. The constant forced to play and keep track. Hence part of why I’m not into Hoyoverse games.

I don’t really care for “this place in twst = this place in IRL.” to me, it’s a game in a fantasy world. Is it interesting to see some of the influences? Yes, of course. But that’s it. I’m playing this game for the fantasy setting, the magic, the story, and the characters. I don’t really care to add, realism, I guess you could say? (I’m trying to escape reality okay? Why would I want it in my games?? 🤣🤣)

I wish we had more magic in my magic world. And I think it mainly applies for book 7 for me personally and how “wow, tech is going to beat malleus and save the day” but I kind of wish that isn’t the case. Yes, it makes for fun story telling and memes. But, for a magic based dorm, I want a magic based solution. That and the fact, I don’t care for the implication how magic is slowly being taken over by technology. Kind of hits close to home you know?? With all the AI shenanigans.

I hope two certain popular theories aren’t true and I’ll leave it there. My personally thoughts on them is, I hope it’s not that predictable and I had hoped for a different route for such characters/events.

I’ll stop there before I make a whole essay for you to read lmao 🤣🤣 I have more thoughts that I could share but this is already so long 😆

I don’t know if this was a “unpopular opinion” or more me rambling but I’ll let you decide that Violet 🙏💞☺️

What about you? What are some of your thoughts?

Would love to hear other’s opinions as well ☺️🌺

#answered #🌺Violet🌺

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xxsweetoothxx · 1 month

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Workin on Redesigning Jackies Colorful version and Im stuck as hell on clorors to pic for their Hair. Tried a billion different ones but These 5 seemed to work best I think

Also also Redesigning Isaac as well as his Sister. The old story I had for them was okay but then I got a better idea that makes Isaac the irredeemable shit I wanted him to be originally!

Also this idea allows me to tie in the whole thing from the cannon creeps comic of everyone seeming to hate LJ. Only in PM I plan on it to be a bit different with Ragz. Mainly that they didn't really do anything but SOMEONE did.

A Hint on why Ragz may be heavily disliked.

#im very unsure on a hair color so by all means give opinions!#either way its gonna be black in the version of them with less color #on another note #if it wasnt obvious Isaac is just being straight up malicious by dressing like that in the underworld #mf is intentionally pretending to be this clown to cause problems because hes pissedbabout being very justifiably killed #I'll get into that backstory one day #i gotta admit tho. Clown Isaac is very fun to draw #i got the idea because when reading the original LJ origin story #the thought of 'hey what if LJ is actually just Isaac?'#like yeah LJ killed him blah blah #bit what if LJ really was just an imaginary friend and the death was more a metaphorical one #im sure someoen else has had the idea before #but it came to mind a long time ago and it inspired me to be like #“what if after getting killed by this clown Isaac said he ruined my life so ima ruin his now”#and just dressed up to cause problems on purpose for them #anyway actual tags now #creepypasta #proxymorons #crp #creepy pasta #creepypasta art #doodleteeth #creepypasta redesign #laughing jack #isaac grossman #Izzy Lockwood #Isaac Lockwood #Ragz #Jackie Ragzdale

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arson-09 · 6 days

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I like feyre, even though sjm kinda killed her character i stand with my girl for the most part. emphasis on the most part because i will never recover from her manipulating tamlin to lash out in acomaf/acowar (sorry they all bleed together)🧍🏻

And people will say she was justified in what she did and that its tamlins fault that he lashed out. like it wasnt great on his part but it is a type of emotional manipulation from feyre to get him to do that. she had to push him to get that reaction, it wasnt a natural reaction and man. Sjm accidentally wrote 90% of my childhood experiences with shitty boys LIKE how did she do that ⁉️

#acotar #pro tamlin #feyre critical #i really loved feyre in the first book #shes a little silly and a bit naive BUT she had the spirit!#and then the little rat came along and i cant #anti rhysand #sorry its 2am and my brain is bringing back what i now realize is childhood bullying/trauma #and tamlin is constantly on my mind and my mind loves connecting dots and finding patterns and this lines up strangely well #Rhysand reminds me a bit too much of this one mf i knew named jack #fuck you jack you are a piece of shit #Literally rhysand and jack are so similar and i need to look into sjms mind #Call up a divorce lawyer i need feyre to get away from rhysand #i like feylin and prefer it if i gotta pick a ship but realistically i need feyre to have some personal time #shes never had real time to figure herself out. providing for her family then becoming tamlins fiancee #then getting hitched to the ratty batty boy in like a 2 month timeframe like #girl please #tamlin #feyre

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koko-loco-urlocalbbgirl · 1 year

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SDJ IS AN ADULT VN MINORS DNI. PUT YOUR AGE IN BIO OR YOU'LL BE BLOCKED

The tape "Incident 84" probably is a original copy of the show and contains the last episode of the original Sunny Day Jack, aka the one where Jack died/killed (was shot?) while filming. Everything directs that after said incident the producers tried to bury all clues related to it to protect themselves.

(In Jambeebot's drawings there was one with two formers actors of the show in what it seemed an interview or talking with someone who was asking them about the incident and the woman said they didn't let them hold a funeral for Joseph/Jacktor. AND in this drawing his grave seemed improvised God knows where by someone who knew him, no grave per se just a which further proves he didn't get a proper funeral and only the people who worked in the show knew he died at the age 25 under turbulent circumstances.)

So that tape was the only existing one that proved his death/murder, the person who kept it died and somebody donate their things or they get rid of it themselves and that's why Jack was trapped in there.

After all, it contained his death, but also the last moments of his life and who killed him or why he died. The first element his soul could cling to this realm, well, before you.

#incident 84'#somethings wrong with sunny day jack #sunny day jack #joseph cullman #theory #right before getting out of my house sdj came to my mind and I was like #huh oh yeah the tape wonder what it contains-#and then i remembered #that Jack died during the filming/practice of a episode #HOW I DIDN'T THINK THIS SOONER #sorry I'm slow #it also makes sense because at that time the episodes were already grabbed before releasing them #so if that's the original and maybe only copy nobody else get to know what made the show get canceled #except the kids in the stage that day. The workers. The executives who tried to hide everything. And whoever investigated the incident #if it was investigated. because it may be an unsolved case and the responsible of his death got away with it #maybe the witnesses were silenced or ignored #man imagine visiting your favorite clown and he dies in front of you. Then your mom asks you how much fun you had back home #go tell your parents and therapist that lmao. poor kids #*the episodes were recorded. Not grabbed. Sorry that verb is a false friend. In Spanish record is said grabar #hence the mistake

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blue-madd · 2 months

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Made an AU for Ian and Naïl where they're called Jack and Eden bc why not

After the "barista x vet assistant" version, here's the "bass player x influencer" version~ (+ their lil apartment)

Plot was so simple : influencer finds himself at a concert and compliments the bass player for his skills who instantly becomes obsessed w him and casually starts crashing at his place

Also the apartment was made based on inspo I found on Pinterest so really no original idea for this one (I have never been so uninspired lmao)

#I like the idea of making other AUs with them since I'm struggling to keep a paracosm entertaining for too long #soo we got the coffe shop AU we got the band AU what will come next i wonder #my mind is screaming library AU but aint no way Jack reads shit (he came out so different and yet so similar to Ian i cant explain it)#Ian is like a fancy version of Jack but i feel like Jack has the original personality #and i have just decided that he doesnt know how to read which means library AU where the bookkeeper teaches him (or fails huhuhu)#also very important note : Jack only started wearing pink bc thats Eden's fav color lmao i love him he is so simple #like the 1st time they met Jack casually signed Eden's top while adding his number (which he never used)#& 2nd time they went to an after party together and Jack drove Eden home and was like #'so this is where u live. ok. can i come over when im bored?' then came back the very next day & basically never left #and Eden was like 'i aint looking for nothing romantic/sexual/etc' so Jack went 'ok lets be friends then'#and Then Eden was all 'i wanna try smth new' so Jack went 'ok lets be lovers' like he is so Chill he just wants to hang out w him #i love their dynamic #madd #paras rant #paraportal #i need to find a correct name ugh #paracosm : mixed AUs

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chryzure · 3 months

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aurora and chrysi should’ve been rlly close friends before the timeskip too. yesss, aurora tried to kill her, but what friend doesn’t go through phases like that? (says this to chrysi & chrysi agrees. says this to azure & he studies both of them. then agrees. says this to LUC & he’s like, “i think that’s atypical, but maybe a therapist can help you work that out.”) anyway, mostly thinking abt a charlie bone au where aurora sides w chrysi and azure and.. jacks, i guess 😬 AND all the other “good” aligned ppl in the red king’s room, and her siblings reject her for it. but it’s bc her friends are nice to her… what has her family done? shove her off to the side where she has to pretend like she’s a fairy princess to feel like she’s lovable? she’s sticking w her friends, thank you very much!!

#and she gets to use more aggressive spells to PROTECT HER FRIENDS. i think she’s the type to attack someone #for being mean to her friends… i love her oh my god my best friend my sister my daughter #but YEAH… anyway castor isn’t in the red king’s room since he doesn’t have magic (until he dies and is brought back wrong)#& he sides w aurora bc that’s his twin and also he feels left out from his family too #GOD BUT CAN WE TALK ABT AURORA’S CHILDHOOD #lala was being such a bitch abt how… aurora liked feeling like a disney princess?#for throwing flower petals behind her? and using magic? and generally entertaining herself away from her family???#like… look between the lines… aurora was probably so lonely………#i bet she met chrysi separate from jacks &castor #so she feels annoyed and slightly jealous of others knowing chrysi besides her #since chrysi was the only one that paid her any mind & was nice to her #of course she had a crush on chrysi… she jst didn’t process it bc the comphet came in SWINGING #chrysi&aurora childhood summertime friends…………… DO YOU HEAR ME #they’re the weird girls making potions together and pretending to be fairies!!!#and i know they did the ‘sleeping beauty’playtime thing and aurora always got flustered when chrysi insisted on being the prince #……☹️☹️☹️ STOPPPP I LOVE AURORA. AURORA VALOR DEFENDER NO.1‼️‼️‼️#memorie.txt #p.fated #au.charlie bone

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daddy-ul · 6 months

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I know I'm not posting much lately but I started a new job and--yeah

And it's not that I don't think abt Metallica, it's more like that my thoughts go like

"king nothing > memory. Which is not a unpopular opinion, per se, but like. Memory won the continuity live war till 2023. What a world we live in"

And

"WELCOME TO THIS LIFE

BORN INTO THE FIGHT

HERE TO CLAIM YOUR DREAM

Dreams..... No?

Dream SIGULAR. I forgot that it was singular, I sang it plural, here to claim your dreams. Usually in English don't you say "claim your dreamS"? Ohhhhhh, but it's singular bc for james it can't be anything else.

>>>>>'there was no plan b. Plan b, c, d was making plan a work'

This is autobiographical as UN1, which also starts with birth seen as something immediately difficult. But screaming Suicide is more Abt yourself -you, your voice- and something external giving you a hand; while UN1 is others, what others do to you-- till it transforms you"

#metallica #song related #screaming suicide #the unforgiven i #un1 #james hetfield #(d)jinn all'opera #my mind is a bit of a mess lately #i am currently teaching english to 3-5 yo and let me tell you-- it's wrecking my nerves snskskskssk #not the kids. it's not easy but they are full of love #no it's that i am not qualified to do it. i know jack shit abt pedagogy and ive never worked with kids of that age. and #it's a super posh kindergarden???? amd every week i have to do 3 different project that i came up with BY MYSELF?????#snksksks so yeah. i spend most of my energy burning anxiety and bicycling djdjdkjddj bc it's far away #i am a mess. i listen to tallica to decompress and my mind is dumb #and obsess over singular vs plural #like. i know there is nothing connecting un1 and ss together #ss is connected to cyanide. duh! and i'll get to that one day bc its BEAUTIFUL #but i am tired and idk what im saying anymore. is this a post?#so so messy #jinn out

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b4kuch1n · 11 months

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you wouldn't believe two separate robots got their shit rocked this chapter

#sk8 the infinity #kyan reki #hasegawa langa #burnished house #hi! hello. its like I just woke up from a coma or something #the last five days have been. man. its been #I'm chippin away at the sketches for the ink comms when I can! do u know its best to water plants early in the morning #cause I do now. I do now #anyways. this fic has been a really fuckign funny tallying of what pop culture thing any given character would know about #for example langa definitely doesnt know abt doraemon. reki does #shadow calls langa jack frost in this chapter once and I NEED you to know he was talking abt smt jack frost. not dreamwork jack frost #itd Haunt me if you came away thinking he was talking about dreamwork jack frost. itd kill me. that comparison would end me on the spot #funnies aside. I think its really fun that canon sk8 has like... a kind of mythology around the founders #this fic is ending up being a lot about spaces and bodies and inhabiting either so the mythologies are about the space as much as the peopl #but that is kind of a cue i took from canon #just. the idea of whole stories being made and then forgotten in the span of two decades. I am Thinking about it. it is On My Mind. yknow #anyways there is actual robot boxing in this chapter. thats all thank u #have a good night! I go watch stuff tomorrow! itll be great and also scary and I will cry #hope u have the chance for something like that too. hope ur doing well and living well. see u

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princekirijo · 10 months

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Because I saw the rb and I'm always intrigued by this.... Do you have any specific thoughts on the greatest game of all time dqix; like the world, the story, the celestrians or anything that comes to mind??

OK time to answer this

Dragon Quest 9 is actually a very special game to me because it was one of my childhood games. It was probably my first encounter with a JRPG outside of Pokemon and I remember sinking hours into the game. I love the character customization and the gameplay was so much fun!! The class system was cool and new to me and I loved how you could play around with different spells and weapons. And also the boss fights were really fun? The designs were cool and I loved all the story missions attached to them.

Speaking of the story? I love it so much. It took me so long to beat the game because I remember little me getting stuck on the cat leopard general guy towards the end of the game, but hoo boy when I did finish it. Felt absolutely amazing. It has been a hot minute since I played though so a lot of the story is kinda vague to me now :[

But you know who I do remember? Greygnarl. Love that guy to death. His fight was so much fun and then riding on him to fight Barbarus?!! Easily my favorite cutscene I did cry at the end of it :[ Love that old man dragon so much I wish he could have stuck around longer

#asks #massterofnuun #you truely have the best url 💪#he was a very fun boss i love the jack of alltrades master of nuun pun that was so good #i really liked that dark knight boss too i think hes like the second or third boss in the game?#he was so cool #game had so so many good bosses #man i miss dqix #i need to play it again #these are all messy thoughts just cause i was just saying whatever came to mind #greygnarl is my best friend love him sm

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pebblezone · 1 year

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Beach boys in the Barbie movie we win we win

#talkingcore #they really hammered in that one chord. eb major slay!!!!!!!#don’t care that it’s only fun fun fun she’s amusing and a win is a Fucking Win #love Brian Wilson’s Instagram like idk who manages his stuff or if it’s just him but like…#it’ll be like ‘here’s a picture of my brother and me in the studio in 1964’#‘here’s an album that came out today like 50 years ago that I wasn’t as involved in. it’s not my favorite’#or omg last week he had like a clip of an interview talking about my all time favorite song #to which he (an 80 year old man mind you) went on to describe as a ‘musical orgasm’#and like you’re not Wrong but that could’ve never been verbalized and the world would’ve been fine #still don’t know how I feel on that one. especially like yay talking about the layering in the wall of sound!! woo!!!!#but also. Man I don’t want to think about jacking off every time I hear it I fear it’s inevitable now

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mrs-kelly · 2 years

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You know something that’s funny. I have this recurring dream that I get an ask on tumblr and it’s somebody asking me to pick an f/o and I can go see them right here right now. And in my dream I always pull up the list and pick Cass

#I never talk about her anymore and like. even when I did it was for less than a week before Jack came onto the scene #but Cass still has a special place in my heart I guess 🥺#like I trust my subconscious mind a lot and if I’m dreaming that she’s the one I’d want to be with? that says a lot about my—#feelings towards her #it’s just funny like she’s never on the forefront of my mind anymore #but I do dream of her a lot #ren speaks #cassren

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sorikaied · 1 year

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honestly i may have more worse blogs that i followed and ended up unfollowing after a point more than worst mutuals throughout the decade i’ve been on hellblr

#monie.txt #i think one of the notable ones was like...#this blog i followed back when rotg had just came out and i was more 'active' in the fandom and wanted some jack/toothiana content #this one blog seemed really cool abt that and ofc there was how impassioned the fandom was abt rotg getting recognition #they were also an lok fan which was cool at first...#until realizing they were really anti korra / anti mako / anti makorra #one of the more annoying 'cloudbabies' / kataang stan #literally just... found every reason to hate on lok but still watched it #grossly shipped korra amon and tarrlok #which i don't mind hero/villain ships but korra was like...17 in the first season #them shipping that had a lot of yikes undertones of like 'korra is not like aang and she needs to be punished / reprimanded'#basically the blatant issue of anti korra / anti lokers who were blatantly colorist against a character like korra #OH and they were one of those annoying asami stans who wanted the show to be abt asami #and again it is the blatant colorism of wanting the more feminine pale lead over a strong brown character #tho it was funny / sad abt how they actually didn't care for korra and asami being endgame #because they felt like asami deserved better than korra and like #despite my gripes abt the handling of their relationship and korra throughout later seasons #i would never say asami deserved better than korra #also by the time of the finale i wasn't following them but i saw their post in a tag i was lurking through cause yknow #wanted to find those juicy takes #again i'm sure there's more but that one always stood out to me... probs because of how defensive i am of korra

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deepfriedseagullfeet · 2 years

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me spending all day in bed thinking of all the ways my version of Jack could be even more fucked up and horrific than anti

#tws in tags for abuse and drugs #what do i talk about first......jack in my canon torturing anti #or perhaps the au i came up with where he keeps jameson and anti locked up in his basement #or maybe the one where jack fully funds anti's life in secret including down payments on his house despite anti being a vicious murderer #jack even going as far as to hide the bodies of antis rampages #and even sometimes watching emotionlessly as anti violently abuses jameson right in front of him #also what if i gave jack a crippling drug addiction that he shared with anti which leads to them committing crimes together #to fuel their need for drugs all behind the other egos backs #or how about a concept i came up with at work where after anti stole jacks body jack was still alive behind antis eyes #and in their shared mind continually verbally abused him and forced the body to do bad things #and everything anti ever does is fight back against jack #idk bro my anti is rly bad and im like. what if there was someone Worse than him #cause thats kinda terrifying to me #i have this idea that anti is perpetuating a cycle of abuse #or that he blames all his behavior on Jack #like. its already canon that jack left marvin on the side of the road to die like an unwanted litter of kittens #what else is this piece of shit capable of ya know #ego posting

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fluffylino · 4 months

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pussy drunk minho

he'll never admit how dumb he gets for your pussy~

-contains mature themes

"kitten, im not that obsessed with your pussy" minho scoffed out. you clicked your tongue.

now that was a lie.

"i doubt you could last an entire week without it" you argued back. he smirked.

"game on." now it was your turn to make a face.

"so if i win, you'll wear the collar?" his expression dropping. you could see the wheels in his head turning. wondering if he could really beat you against this game.

"that is...that is if you win. which you won't im sure of it but alright" you couldn't help but smile.

"deal"

"seriously though i can live without eating you out..." you laughed right in his face. to which he rolled his eyes.

the whole argument starting when you asked if you could dom him. his immediate response being a firm no. you couldn't help but whine, even begging for it.

if he could dom you. you could dom him.

his response being "i'd rather be the one in control. i feel uneasy submitting."

so you decided to pry more into it. you wanted to know more. to truly understand him.

"because i feel like my mind will go all fuzzy and i'll look like an idiot" that was exactly why you wanted to take charge. if not for sometime. you were happy even if it was a one time thing.

minho was cute eitherway and he'd be even more cuter on his knees.

and then what really did it for you was when he said he wasn't that obsessed with eating you out.

a lie honestly.

his morning routine consisting of waking you up with his face between your legs. breathless and absolutely horny. grinding against the mattress.

it didn't matter if he had to go out. that always came first. and he was one to give amazing head. always having that confident smirk after making you cum.

.

the day one was fine.

he seemed normal. doing his daily tasks. going to the company. coming back all sweaty and laying on your chest. you couldn't help how sweet he was.

day three was when you noticed him staring.

you hadn't even realised the t shirt you were wearing had ridden up. enough to have your panties exposed. he was talking to you about the dance formations when all of a sudden you noticed the way his eyes kept lingering downwards.

so playfully you spread your legs open and closed them. you weren't being obvious. him on the other hand was captivated.

eyes locked onto your covered heat.

"minho." you called out. he looked back at your face so fast you wanted to laugh.

"hm?" he hummed out, casually walking out of the room, mumbling that he was going to shower.

when he did go for a bath, you pressed your ear against the door. a heat pooling in your lower abdomen at the sound of him jacking off.

"pfft and he says he can do without it" you muttered under your breath.

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"you want my cunt so bad, don't you baby" you teased. loving the way he hid his face in the pillows beside you. it looked like he was throwing a tantrum.

"come onnn just put the collar on and then you can taste me-" you suggested, rubbing his back.

"no no no no no-" he chanted cutting you off mid sentence, voice muffled.

stubborn as hell. there was no possible way he would do it.

.

"was it that difficult, huh?" minho stared up at you with crazy eyes.

first of all, to get him on his knees was a hassle. and now he glared at you playfully. you let out a small laugh. he really looked like an angry kitten. the clip on cat ears and black collar around his neck made him look so soft.

"are you gonna be a goo-"

"just let me eat y-" you clicked your tongue. now he was really pissing you off. a bratty smile on his face. you just wanted to slap him.

"yes yes. now can i-"

"thats it. im done" you stood up, ready to leave. until you were pulled back. minho gripping your thighs. a look of guilt on his face.

"i'm sorry. i'll be good" he mumbled, a small pout emerging.

"promise?"

"hmmmm"

you sighed. you didn't trust him yet. so you took the leash out. his mouth opening and closing when you hooked it onto the collar. his eyes locked onto were you clutched the leash.

"wh-"

his original question turning into a breathy moan. his face plummeting between your legs.

inhaling your soaked panties for a good few seconds. before he lifted his head back up.

using his teeth to take off your panties. you could see the way his breath hitched upon seeing your cunt. it had been so long since. he saw your pussy. after days. up close. leaning in.

a firm tug to the collar. a small grunt leaving him.

"you think you can just get right into it?" you raised an eyebrow, looking down at him. he seemed to understand. his pride wouldn't let him. but reluctantly he asked.

"may i...please?"

you nodded. satisfied.

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you gasped. fuck you hadn't even realised how much you missed his mouth on you. his tongue licking into your cunt.

nose deliciously rubbing against your clit. face practically buried there. you were worried he wouldn't be able to breathe.

so you held onto his collar, pulling him back.

"m-mmmh... i-ive been so good" he whined, breathing heavily. your essence and his spit staining his chin and nose.

you noticed he was hard. precum soaking into his sweatpants.

"don't think i didn't notice you humping my foot" you choked out.

pussy throbbing at the loss of contact. you needed his mouth back on you.

"couldn't h-help it, sorry" he apologised, keeping his head down. as if he didn't deserve it. you ran your hands through his hair, tucking a few strands behind his ear.

"its okay, kitten. use my leg, hm?" you reassured, closing your legs around his head.

"aahmmhh f-fuck" minho cried out. enveloped by your thighs. nevertheless taking the opportunity to slurp at your dripping cunt. lewd noises echoing throughout the room.

his hips slowly moving. beginning to grind against your foot. you unconciously pressed down on his cock.

a muffled whimper escaping him.

"you're such a slut, a-aren't you" you hissed out. his lips wrapped around your swollen clit. as he sucked. pushing his nose against your cunt. trying to take more than he could possibly handle.

"say it, baby. you're a slut.." he gasped, glassy eyes looking up at you. sweat dripping down his neck.

lips swollen and red.

"s-slut for...for your p-pussy" he repeated. begging to make you cum.

"dumb f-for your cunt only ahhh"

"please p-please c-cum m-mommy" your breath hitching at the name. you let him get back. cock begging for release.

"gonna cum?" you whimpered out, nearly your climax. his head shaking as he humped your leg desperately.

"c-come on kitty, make me cum"

you moaned loudly, his wet muscle shoved so deep inside of you. his own high pitched moan joining you. both of you cumming at the same time.

a wet patch on his pants. his hips still bucking as he let his tongue hang out. riding his climax out.

nevertheless he cleaned you up. licking and running his tongue through your folds. making sure to not waste a single drop of your tasty essence.

small little whines leaving him at your taste.

"my perfect kitty" you praised him. minho panting as he looked at you. pouting. asking for a kiss. his head resting against your thigh.

"good k-kitty?"

"did so good for me"

.

"yeah okay okay...im a hundred percent drunk on your damn pussy"

"AHAH SO I WON-"

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