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maskedtruths666 · 1 year

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Part 2.2 part 1. What will happen between Crystal and Jeremy in this episode?

“Ma’am, I’d like to invite you and Damien for my yacht party tonight. It’ll be great if you could grace the occasion with Damien.” Jeremy texted Crystal.

“What are you playing at?” Crystal asked, not answering the question.

“Nothing. Just thought I’d show off my yacht to you and your boyfriend. Some of the squad members would be there as well. Tristan, Ryan, Afiq and Brandon will be there too. I’ve invited other girls too. It’s just a fun time.” Jeremy replied.

“Are you sure it’s got nothing to do with our secret fun we had in the backseat of your car?” Crystal asked, worried if that was what Jeremy was after.

“Ma’am, I won’t do anything to jeopardize your relationship. Sure, we’ve had our fun, but that’s that. I’m at your disposal. For you to make use of as and when you want.” Jeremy replied.

Crystal thought to herself that Jeremy is such a player and she’s okay with going alone. Truth be told, she wants to have casual sex with other guys even though she loves Damien. Crystal is too wild to be tied down. She has always been able to separate sex from love. And after all this time, she loves Damien. Before she met him, she was a wild child. Her body count is well into the 50s and she’s always slept with well endowed guys or sugar daddies. But with Damien, he’s neither here nor there, which is how she came to the conclusion that she loves him.

She agreed to go and did not even invite Damien, because Damien is still recovering from Covid.

Dress in a casual white romper, Crystal packed a blue bikini to wear on the yacht. She was determined to show off her figure for her recruits to admire.

As Jeremy picked her up to drive her to the yacht, she casually asked, “After you went home last night, did you still jerk off to me?”

“Whut?” Jeremy asked, perplexed by her straightforwardness.

“You heard me. Cause if you didn’t jerk off last night, I’ll help you right now. But if you did, then I shall just enjoy a chill ride to the yacht club.” Crystal replied, making it ever so obvious she wants to suck his dick.

“Well, I’m pleased to report that I did not jerk off last night.” Jeremy said, smiling brightly.

Crystal, pleased that Jeremy knows how to play along, started unzipping his pants.

Before she sucked on his dick, she said, “The journey there is like 25 mins or so. If you can hold it in and not cum, I will let you fuck me in the backseat before the yacht event. As an added bonus, you can fuck me on the way back home too.”

“I like where this is going.” Jeremy replied.

“But if you cum before we reach, I will let Tristan, Afiq, Brandon and Ryan gang bang me in front of you whilst I cuck you.” Crystal said, winking at him.

With that, she proceeded to start sucking Jeremy’s thick and throbbing cock whilst he was driving. The moment her tongue started licking Jeremy’s dick, he started driving faster. He was desperate. He so desperately wanted her pussy so he knew he had to win.

As she started sucking him off, Jeremy was groaning and moaning in pleasure but still trying to concentrate on driving fast. Crystal switched between sucking him off and jerking him off. Whilst she was jerking him off, she talked dirty to him, planting wild fantasy thoughts into his mind.

“Imagine you bending me over and you fuck me until you cum in me and then you let the other boys have a go until all of you are drained.”

“Imagine raping me in the shower after a PT session.”

“Imagine the whole squad lines up to gang rape me in the bunk. Every single one of you fuck me in every hole before you’re done and all of you cum in my pussy and on my face and tits.”

“Imagine you empty your balls into my pussy in the handicap toilet just before an IPPT session.”

“Imagine you fucking me so hard the whole night that I can’t even walk the next day.”

As she talked dirty and planted wild thoughts in his mind, Jeremy was trying his best to control it.

“God, you’re so horny and dirty minded. I love that.” Jeremy groaned in pleasure as he said it.

He was 3 minutes away from reaching the yacht club when Crystal picked up the pace on jerking him off. It was a battle of instant gratification or delayed gratification.

Alas, when Jeremy managed to park the car, he still hasn’t cum yet, but he was on the verge. One more touch and he’d unleash his cum onto her.

“Wow, I’m impressed. You can last 25 minutes. You deserve your reward.” Crystal said, very impressed by him.

As they checked their surroundings, they snuck into the backseat. Crystal, already soaking wet from giving him road head just shifted her romper to the side and positioned herself on top of his dick. She then proceeded to slowly sit on his dick with her wet pussy.

When Crystal’s pussy was penetrated by Jeremy’s dick the first time, they both moaned in pleasure. Jeremy was finally in Crystal, the PT that every guy has wanted to bang the very first time they saw her. Crystal was moaning in pleasure because it’s the first time in 2 weeks that she’s had a dick in her.

As Crystal started riding Jeremy, she noticed that her other recruits were walking from a distance.

“Fuck me faster. The other boys are coming from a far. We need to keep this a secret.” Crystal said, quickening her pace of riding him.

At this moment, Jeremy was enjoying the ride and groping her ass whilst controlling her pace. He didn’t care if his squad mates are coming by. He wanted to prolong the pleasure with Crystal.

“Daddy, I want you to cum in me. Fill me up and let the cum drip down my thighs as I walk with you to the yacht.” Crystal said.

“Oh fuck, I’m really going to cum. I cannot control it anymore. I’m going to cum now.” Jeremy said as he lost his rationality and was just going to let go.

“Yes daddy. Mark me as yours. Fill me up and show everyone that I’m yours. Give me every single drop of your cum.” Crystal said as she rode him with greater intensity.

“Ugh fuck, yes. Fuck. I’m cumming now.” Jeremy exclaimed as he unleashed his load up her wet pussy.

As Crystal drained Jeremy of all his cum, she still was sitting on his dick. Whilst Jeremy orgasmed, Crystal orgasmed also. Being filled up with his hot cum turned her on even more and she came on his dick.

Instead of getting off his dick, she continued slowly rhythmically riding him, refusing to let him rest.

“Oh you are one sexy succubus.” Jeremy said as he devilishly smiled when he realized Crystal wants a second round.

“You said Angela was prettier than me. Sure, but I bet she doesn’t have the same skills as me. I’m going to make sure you remember this.” Crystal whispered into his ear as she continually rode him rhythmically.

Being rode on with a wet pussy filled with cum was heavenly. Extremely pleasurable for both Jeremy and Crystal. As she was riding him, she could fill the cum slowly leaking out.

Within minutes of riding him and making out with Jeremy, Jeremy soon unleashed a second round of cum up Crystal’s pussy. Both equally satisfied, they decided to sneakily get out of the car.

Stay tuned for the second part which will showcase what will happen on the yacht.

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lunathebee · 2 years

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Pairing: Marc Spector x florist!fem!reader (with hints of Steven Grant x florist!fem!reader)

Warning: fluff (no I mean, me trying to write fluff for the first time), Steven loves his burrito, Layla doesn't exist just for the sake of this story

A/n: THIS IS PART 1, I repeat PART 1 😭😭😭 Istg I messed up some stuff and I have no choice but to write a bit more and call it a day, I am terribly sorry, part 2 will be post soon!

Summary: For the first time ever, Steven might be better at talking to a girl than Marc, but that doesn't mean Marc just gonna stand and watch him does so.

Steven is chewing down on a vegan burrito, talking to Gus about how his day at the museum went when suddenly Marc speaks up. "Steven, since when do you like flowers so much?"

It was a totally random and offset question for Steven, but not for Marc though, he is a man who knows what he wants and how to get it in the most subtle way.

"Oh whut? You mean those books? They're not mine, Y/n was kind enough to let me borrow it, nice to learn something besides just alien and Egyptian mythology init?" Steven smiles when mentioning your name, taking another big bite from the burrito while Marc is still starting at the big pile of books about floriography.

"And... who is Y/n?" Marc asked while trying his best to be clueless, of course he knows Y/n; she owns a small flower shop on the road where Steven takes the bus to work every day, always looking so perfect and flawless at 7 a.m.

Sometimes Marc feels a teeny tiny bit guilty about how he takes over the body whenever the bus gets near to Y/n's flower shop, and after a few seconds of staring, hoping to see you, he gave the body back to Steven, leaving the British man confused like a deer in front of a headlight.

"Oh Y/n is this absolutely wonderful florist that I met when I tried to find some flowers for my first date that... didn't go quite as well as you remember..." To be honest, Steven just wants to eat his burrito in peace and finish it quickly, but if the topic is about Y/n and not Khonsu then he would be glad to join in.

"Ah well then, I was wondering if you could introduce --- " Marc's voice starts to fade out because Steven is too into the burrito.

But wait, why is he eating this burrito so fast in the first place? Steven thinks to himself for a moment, and the memory of Donna talking to him floods into his mind, making him yell out. "OH BLOODY HELL, DONNA PUT ME ON INVENTORY TONIGHT, I gotta go now talktoyoulaterMarc!!" Steven bolted out the door, clutching his work bag, leaving Marc *behind* disappointed; perhaps he could continue this conversation with Steven over the weekend?

===☾︎ ☾︎ ☾︎===

"No way... Marc, are you serious? You have a crush on Y/n?!" Steven can't believe what Marc has told him, this is even more shocking than the discovery of the tomb of Tutankhamun.

"That is a childish way to say how a man is interested in a woman Steven, and I swear if you laugh at me-"

"No no no, why would I? Wow, good for you mate. I thought you would stick to fighting forever! With that silly old birb Khonsu, am I right Gus? " Steven exclaimed while sprinkling some fish food into the tank and missed how annoyed Marc looked.

'Tch, gimme a break' Marc thinks to himself while thinking about what Steven has said. Did he really spend that much time being an avatar? To the point where he gets lovestruck and doesn't even know how to talk to a girl?

"The main point is are you gonna introduce me to her or not?"

Steven feels strange after hearing Marc say that, what now? A guy who is not afraid of fighting and blood is scared of this sweet florist girl? "Why don't you just... introduce YOURSELF to her? Besides, I wouldn't know how to explain to her that you and I are basically the same, but at the same time we are not, bit odd init?"

Steven has a point though, it would be harder and more confusing if he told you about Marc. It seems like the only option left is for Marc to say hi to you himself (even if he wants to or not). God, how Marc wishes Monday would just come soon so he can meet you.

#marvel moon knight #moon knight x reader #moon knight imagine #moon knight fluff #marc spector #marc spector x reader #marc spector x you #marc spector x y/n #steven grant x y/n #steven grant #steven grant x reader #jake lockley #moonkight #fluff #oscar isaac

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inksquish · 1 year

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One spicy bowser one!

( Okay 🦑❤ )

Hello~ Bowser x reader

You went to bowser's castle after finding a strange pipe near the city, you jump in and landed in Bowser's area. "Well, Well, Well,... what do we have here? you're not princess peach" A huge Koopa said with a evil smile. He grabs your hips and lifts you up from the ground. " My You're cute than my bride.. I might have to keep you~" Bowser said while he carries you in his bed room. "I'm Y/n l-let me go please!!!" You said and you look around at Bowser's army. Bowser put you on his bed and chuckles. " why should I let a cute thing go?? It's mating season for this Koopa" Bowser said with a grunt so he show his member to you. " OH... m-mating season.. Uhh I have to g-" You was cut off by bowser laying you down on the bed that he sees your butt.

"Hehehe The fun has begin princess..." Bowser grabs you butt and humps you in a fast past. There were moans & grunts in the bed room that you were sweating under Bowser's stomach. Bowser almost lay on your back so you try to grip the blanket.

After the Bowser and you has a hot night, The huge koopa wanted to hug you and he protect you.

Mario saw Bowser kissing a human thou the window while he thought Luigi is in Bowser's castle. "Mama Mia...." Mario walks back to peach to tell her that deal between Bowser & peach is over!

"HE Whut????" peach said to mario.

#Mario #Super mario Bowser #Super mario peach #That wedding is off

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reddus-sideblog · 2 years

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M.E.R.C.s - The Santa Free Broadside

3-01-890 AR

Bones admired the large pickup truck as he climbed across its bed. A number of the Tuckerson pirates were already loaded up in the back of the vehicle, and he made sure not to disturb any of them as he moved up to the open-topped cab of the vehicle. The highwaymen were good at what they did, if touchy.

The extra armor plating welded across the chassis and the pintle mounted .50 cal machine gun really added to the beast of a vehicle’s ferocious appearance, and it definitely earned the name of The Road Gladiator. The armor, guns, and men would hopefully make the job a sinch, but Bones had seen surer bets go awry. Still, the hearty thrum of the DD-630’s modified engine and the wind of the interzone highway made the M.E.R.C. confident that his quarry was within his grasp.

As he reached the cab he leaned forward to speak, loudly, with the driver.

“Hey Cap’n Tuckerson!” Bones shouted over the whipping wind.

The surly captain didn’t look up from the road, “Whut is it Bonesy?”

Bones was glad that his ski mask and sunglasses hid his expression. He hated cutesy nicknames.

“We’ll be coming up on the route in a minute here, slow down a lil so we don’t pass by too fast, alright?”

The captain grumbled loudly, indicating an affirmation. Bones hauled himself back up and rested his elbows on the top of the cab’s frame, next to the machine gun mounting. The rapid thrum of the engine slowed to a lower tempo and the M.E.R.C. scanned the highway ahead for an armored truck with the colors of the Newland Federal Bank. Like anything “federal” in Newland it would be done up in a deep, somewhat desaturated blue, with secondary gold tones.

This neck of the highway led into the Moswell Mega-Bridge, the megastructure that spanned the Grand Canal to connect both Jeffria and Santa Free, along with the whole of the North and South half of Newland. The bridge was a sector unto itself, despite how much of it was just infrastructure. The height and depth of the three kilometer long bridge was such that numerous apartment stacks, stores, and businesses had been built into and upon the ancient megastructure, flanking the eight lane highway that ran through it.

The pirate’s truck swung around a curve that brought them in alignment with the mega-bridge. The spire of the implausibly huge suspension bridge stood one hundred and twenty stories tall, and the afternoon sun was basking the enormous bridge in light, making the wear on the old bridge quite evident. The Moswell Mega-Bridge was nearly five hundred years old, but it was still holding on, despite the thousands of vehicles that crossed its span every day.

Bones scanned the vehicles ahead. So long as he was right about the timing, he’d be able to snatch the briefcase from the armored truck before anything went wrong. The Handler had decided against involving his subordinates to prevent any such problems; Mellie was too large and clumsy for something like this, Holiday was both too trigger-happy and too infamous to keep a low profile, and Ariadne was useless without her drones, who would be too slow to be useful in the high speed chase. Still, he wished the girls were here, as the pirates left something to be desired in terms of congeniality. Bones had only got names from half of them, and the other half made him glad that he routinely forgot his checkbook at his apartment.

The NFB truck was just up ahead, two lanes to the right, and Bones caught sight of it just as the lookout in the passenger seat of the cab did as well. The pirates suddenly came to life, letting out hollers of joy as the Gladiator’s engine roared. The Tuckerson’s truck was about a hundred meters away from their target, and the oversized, custom-tooled V8-S engine was making short work of the distance, as the captain wove in and out of the light traffic on the bridge.

The element of surprise, however, was not on the side of the M.E.R.C. and the pirates. The approach of the Gladiator was far from subtle, and the truck’s security guards were following the classic mantra of any corpsec in Newland: protect company property first, and ask for bodybags later. The machine gun mounted on the top middle section of the armored truck had already been tracking the Tuckerson vehicle, and it opened fire as they closed the gap to a mere four car’s lengths, spraying the truck, and some other unfortunates in the vicinity with lead.

A number of the lightly armored pirates were blown away by the gun, and Bones thanked every power above and below that he had stubbornly insisted on bringing his body armor when the captain had told him not to. Erico and a pirate whose name Bones hadn’t caught were blown overboard by the first burst of machine gun fire, and the rest of the five in the back took cover before the next burst hit.

Bones sidled across the armored bed up to the side closest to the bank truck and lifted his LMR-5 out of cover to spray a burst of fire back at the machine gunner. After a couple bursts he heard a yelp of pain and the machine gun fire stopped for a moment. The M.E.R.C. and the uninjured pirates leaped up to take advantage of the break in the gunfire, each one unleashing a burst of fire that left the corpsec in the turret an unrecognizable red ruin of meat.

Their victory was short-lived, as the side door of the truck flew open, and another corpsec came out blasting with his shotgun. The pirate readying the machine gun got perforated by a half-dozen pieces of shot, and Bones was once more glad to be wearing his body armor as he felt the familiar impact of shot against armored plating. Somedays he wondered why he even left the SDF if he was going to get shot in Newland just as much as he did when he was in Souther Bay.

Bones readied his rifle again, this time bracing himself and aiming at his target properly, over the panicked and confused cars in the lanes between the pirates and the corpsecs. With a sudden “thunk” the underbarrel grenade launcher of his rifle went off, detonating two lanes over on the bank truck’s side. The M.E.R.C. cursed, the damn corpsec had swung the door closed as he was firing the grenade, and now all he’d done was dent the truck’s armor. He felt slightly more safe in the knowledge that the Gladiator could definitely take a 40mm grenade shell without denting. Bones clambered up to the cab once more to speak with Captain Tuckerson.

“Nice shot, Bonesy,” came the mocking, gruff voice of the bearded captain, still at the wheel. “But I got something better to take ‘em off the road. Alright Gus, give ‘em the Santa Free Broadside!”

The back door on the right side of the cab flew open and a sheet was pulled off the bulky piece of machinery in the back of the truck that Bones had assumed was a winch or crane arm. In truth the machine was a cannon, likely from a light tank, that had been cut down considerably to fit in the cab of the truck. Bones watched as the pirate behind the captain, Gus, readied the cannon, took aim, and fired.

The knockback from the shot rattled The Road Gladiator, but she kept steady in her path across the bridge. The same could not be said for the NFB truck. The shot ripped through the armor of the bank truck and slammed into the engine block of the inferior vehicle, instantly setting the front half of the vehicle on fire, and sending it swerving away from the Gladiator. The listing turned into a full on swerve off of the highway that sent the bank truck careening through another lane of traffic, through the safety barricade at the side of the road, through a pedestrian walkway, and off the side of the Moswell Mega-Bridge.

The pirate’s cheered, though their cheering slowly petered out as they all realized that they had just sent their own payday into the depths of the Grand Canal. Bones sighed heavily. The contract paid double if he could actually retrieve the bearer bonds, but them being at the bottom of the canal was probably good enough to claim the agreed on $750. He could cover a lot of expenses with the cash from this job, and give the pirates a decent cut.

“Well… seems like we need to work on the powder ratio for the shells, eh Gus?” asked the captain rhetorically. The bitter taste of failure was thick in his tone.

The handler was already mad at himself for hiring the pirates, his own team could have fumbled this job just as efficiently, with a lot less preparation. Bones sat back in the truck bed and let the, admittedly impressive, beast of the highways take him away from the failed robbery.

#Ashlands RPG #M.E.R.C.s #todays is a little shorter #but it is a familiar face

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rawrmeansilyindinosawr · 1 year

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Hidden Valley r@ncH

i JusT burned my friends bedframe their ex gave them and alSo found out the evil ex wuz a FatshAmer at lulul3monszz .!?? also met A gurl who wanted to put her feet in the fire .!;D n Butned a xmas tree cuz Jesus isnt god.!!! HAPPY EGG ZEMA DAY!!!!!!!!!!

Diss weekz has been spent dissociating n Crying n being scared of my own poop.!!:) welCum to HIDDEN VALLEY RANCH.!!!111 LOLZZZ this is not michael jacksonzz pedo land.!! dis is CWEAMY CWEAMY 11:11 RANCH.!!!!! (aka my sexy sexy sexy partners cum became ranch in my mouth when i Kholed n this is whut i wanna Kalll this blog post. K.!)

diss week i think i now i just realized i broke my finger a few wekz ago n itz deadazz just been untreated owchiez!!! had to skroll all tha wayBack 2 /10/23 to when i took pix of me wiff it wrapped in hello kitty band aidz.!!! i has nerve damage =[ from cutting open chiggen pesto. packet. Also im a sammich master of pesto kraft cheddar avocado sun dried tomatoes. also realized My Pussy tat (“meow”) iS baSically Kitty which is Ketamin3 which is so freakin street n hood n BARRIA/BARRIO.!!!!!!!! so basically when u have seggs witH me u BasicallY Get Hi like Ketamine which is kitty which i already SAID.!!!! =^_^= meoW.!! =^_^=

“my heart so separated from my head so many thoughts about all the things u said all the things u said.” i hate being gemini moon.!!!! i just jumped around 4 times and did a cartwheel n spun in a circle to make my bed.!!!:-D

okokOkKkKkKk so diss week / last week IDEK i went to tha mall n ated chikyfila:-] we said grace b4 n my skirt garter also got stuckked on the ChaiR so i deFz screamed n the chair Hit my bootyy so NOwwwz i have more bruises!!:] i luvv being mall goth n gettin moi boba n kissing in the hottopic fiTting r00M .!!! N gogodancing at elsewhere wuz Kute n fun wif my BEST FWEND WHO HATES TWINK SHORTS N WE RAN AROUND ST TRAFFICKK AFTER EATING BANH MI N DOUBLING DOWN ON OUR IDEA OF STARTING A VEGAN BUBBLE BUTT T STORE LOL.!!!! n i Yawned a lot n sweated a lot n den got more callouseszz.:-) #modelfeet

i luv living in BUSHTHICC PUSSY :-} .!!!! phat pussy betta than skinny flatbush Bussy…… =]]] i met a hot girl who touched my handzz so nice n said my choker was hot n my hair was rly cool n unique N den said if she wuz a Dj her name wuld b LezbHonest cuz she’s gay>.< n we did K in el bano 2gether at cute jazz bar w sexy pretty disco lites where i Def def defs had an existential crisis lol Feeling lik every 1 that walked in looked like someone i had met b4.?! I guess nothing is original under tha sun N we literally r all connected.?? N although we (strangers as a collective) hav Nvr met b4 there r specific things tht can always remind us of home …. Home is everywhere it is in ourselves.! <afterwardzz we tried to stalk her costar to c if she had taurus placements .!! =p>

daily commutes early morning subway fingers accidentally slip onto other fingers intertwining a little bit but we always pull away reallly quickly, shy n defensive n unyearning. <poem i wrote ab accidentally touching lik 5 diff pplz hands in crowded subway>>>>

Y does billyraebobbycyrus hav so many fuggin BABEZZ.?! hannah montana hannah montana hannah MonTananananan.!!! babananannanana.:)

I HAV BEEN TO TWO EVICTION HOUSE PARTIES NOWZZZZ LOLZ n nyc housing has gots to get betterzz =p eithEr Way, i LUV NIPPLE BUMPIN MY FWENDZ OUTSIDE OF HAPPYSOCKZ IN BUSHTHICC WHICH IS NEAR BEDFORD AVENUE I MEAN BEND MEH OVER AVENUE N MOI SEXY WEXY PARTNER IS MOVING OUT THA SHELTER (VERY TRACY CHApmaAn FAST CAR REFERENCE)) N i find it poetic when we are all gathering together when someone struggles to put the remainder of the K in the baggie so we all bring out our metro cards n argue that it’s way better than a card cuz it’s paper thin n can hold the K better ….. N i love the confirmed bisexuals that fall down the stairs in attempt to walk me down it safely ironically enough N how moi fwendzz always seem 2 scout out the Autistic Gurls out for Meh 2 dates.!! I luvv unmethy adderal N photoshootz on rooftopz n workin doubly hard on moi Charlixcxx soundcloud playlistt Dat now is lik UNPRIVATE :-D N more poetry readings with lots of weeeD i Do Not smoke n calling out of work cuz i am haven thoughts ab the validity of my existence .

DO NOT BOOF UR KETAMINE UNLESS U DILLUTE IT WIFF H2o Cuz it will MAKE U BAIL ON COMEDY SHOW W REPTILE n YA U SHULD FALL ASLEEP BUT WAKE UP JUST TO TELL EVERY1 HOW NANA IS SOOOOOOO GAYYYYYYYYYY.!!!!!!!! n Roleplay pilates instructor and gynecologist n Hav mental breakdown while eating mini slider at Salud after having SEGGS ON UR BESTIES ROOFTOP N PEE PEEING THERE AFTER DOING CHEAP BUT GOOD QUALITY K FROM A PSYCHIC.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Photodom is Nice n i defs almost fought this chick racing meh down the stairzz but whatevz i hav Come to the conclusion tht if u don’t lik me it rly is Ur problem . :-] 2C is cool esp when u Doin it off ur Hello kitty mirror n find pink stuff all over ur nosey nose >_< blush blush wink wink then u contemplate bringing ur partner 2 emergencii room so they culd b on Mtv new season of SEGGS BROUGHT MEH 2 ER LULZZZ :-]]\

i luv using HERS ROGAINE even tho i has lots of hair alredy CUZ IM LITETALLY BOREDDDD n sneakin in2shelter n takin slutty sexy pix of meh in moi praying bikini N manifesting Fame n sexy ness More n More cuz i yam supposed 2 b an icon i guess cuz now tht i got rejected by Succesex academy i kan lik Now profit off of being completely sexy .? idk. :( cus i feel not cute alot.

Undiagnosed adhd ass callen lourde stan i missed my therapy appt cus i purposely handcuffed myself n don’t know where i left tha key.?!

Rennyxcx<3

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nurainabila · 2 years

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28/06/2022

Hey peeps! There's so much things going on in my life lately and I think I should update here.

First thing first, my relationship is still going strong *yayy!* It has been 3 months and I still have butterflies. He's still being the gentleman and the sweet guy. He still treats me like a princess and still head over heels with me ehek :3 I am happy. He's everything that I could ask Allah for. My mom already knew about him and so does his mom. I got to video called with his mama and his aunt on last Raya. He also had a video call with my mom on that day. He talked about me to his mom regularly and you don't know how excited I was! I am seeing him as my future husband and I already picture my future with him. We already have marriage plan and currently working towards that. May this love and happiness last long!

Secondly, guess what? Your girl got a new job! Alhamdulillah, after few job interviews, I received a job offer from a company in Butterworth. They offered with me with a much better salary and career development. At first, I was contemplating whether to accept or not because my current company will be moving to Kulim which is neared to my house. Yet, there's no increment and career growth. After few discussions and survey with my family, friends and ehem boyfriend, I have decided to take this opportunity. I signed my contract with them yesterday (27/06/2022) and will handover my resignation notice on 1st July. My last day in this company will be on 14th July and my 1st day in the new company on 15th July.

However, last night I doubted myself. I was having mental breakdown that I regretted signing and accepting this new job. I found many red flags when I went there to sign my contract and here they are;

Applied for Shipping Officer and in contract written Shipping & Admin Officer (more workload!!!)

I have no team or partner to work together (don't have any back up if I'm on leave and have to think about work during leave, more pressure, more work)

Can get AL only after a year of employment (if I want to be on leave, it will be unpaid leave)

2 days compassionate leave whut? (my current company provides 6 days of compassionate leave)

There's another red flag but it has been resolved and I could feel a huge relief fuhh. Talked to my mom about this red flags yesterday and she said "biasalah, dia lebih kat gaji, dia kurang pulak dari yg lain' FACT! Compared to my current company, depa kedekut saaaangat bab gaji but for leaves and holildays, no big deal! I could be on leave any day that I want and not worry about my task as I have my team to cover me. I could use my AL even during probation period. As for this company, they pay me a lot but for leaves and holidays, mehh. But I tried to comfort myself and requested for motivations from my friends that these are not big deals. Unpaid pun, unpaid la asalkan mental health terjaga.

My biggest concern is with this amount of salary, I am sure they would expect a lot from me. I have the experience and the knowledge. I also said that I'm a fast learner during the interview *fml* what if I couldn't meet their expectation? What if they will regret hiring me? 'budak ni haritu cakap ada experience buat sekian sekian tp bila suruh buat, tak tahu pulak?' What if I couldn't be able to catch up anything they will teach me? Myself that I knew, aku tahu aku senang faham benda, aku cepat catch up, senang ingat but getting older, those things might become rusty you know? With high pay, for sure there will be more workload, more pressure. more busy What if I couldn't handle those? Awal-awal rasa awkward, tak tahu, blur, nervous tu normal kan? I really hope I can adjust myself in the new company within few weeks. With the above red flags, I need to pin the motivations that I had so that aku tak koyak sangat bila fikir red flags tu;

GAJI BANYAKKKK

Boleh kumpul duit kahwin sungguh-sungguh

Can treat my family and friends more often

Tak sempit bayar kereta (Yep, I bought a car and currently waiting for it)

Boleh pakai braces

Boleh checkout wishlist Shopee

So I hope with these motivations, aku boleh bertahan in this new company. Maybe awal awal rasa tak okay? Lama-lama mesti okay kan once dah boleh adjust dengan surrounding?

Please pray for my future and for my mental health. Doakan aku murah rezeki, dipermudahkan segala urusan and wish me luck for this new start!

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zozophoenixxx · 3 years

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Serotonin Booster :D 🐉

How to train your dragon edition

Here are some things I had forgotten or little details I just noticed on my rewatch, maybe even Unpopular Opinions 🤭👀

✨Race to the Edge ✨

SEASON 4

Tuffnut choked on a stun dart- I think I've seen it all regarding the twins HAHDHSHHA

Fishlegs really had Meatlug opening its mouth WIDE JUST TO SAY ABORT THE VERY LAST SECONDHAHSHGSGG

I love how Hiccup and Astrid can communicate without actually talking 🥺

I love how all dragons are a reflection of each of their owners like even tho Barf and Belch aren't the smartest they can be whenever they actually try

- Snotlout and Hookfang are both hotheaded and never really listen

- Fishlegs and Meatlug both are sweet, smart, resourceful and jealous sometimes hehe

- The twins and Barf and Belch are crazy and dumb but can be smart and strong whenever they need to be

- Astrid and Stormfly are both authoritative and badasses but also caring

- Hiccup and Toothless are both natural born leaders

Astrid built the ballista

Fun fact: Mala means bad in Spanish and it makes sense if you think about it cause Mala is BADASS HAHDHSHAHA😂 sorry I make bad jokes like that

Hiccup referring to Tuffnut as one of his best friends is adorable 🥺

"Flattery has no effect on me, mainly because I never hear any" dudeee ruff that's so saddd🥺😭

JAJDHHSJSJS TUFFNUT REALLY SAID "IT'S TIME FOR BALLISTA-NUT" AND JUMPED RIGHT OFF OF TOOTHLESS

And then him actually fighting Gruffnut is pretty badass I mean they threw actual punches and kicks and everything 😳

Why was Hiccup so cold towards Astrid? When she was just trying to help with his bounty problem

The way Toothless prevented Stoick from killing Savage 🥺🥺🥺

Now that I think abt it Hiccup got kidnapped so many times

Stoick punching Ryker and threatening him is one of the best things I've seen 🤩

Dude poor Snotlout was just insecure in ep4 And I love how Hiccup tried to help him and even then Snotlout still tried his best to show that he can be a leader

- i really loved how he learned that he couldn't just stop covering someone, I mean even when Astrid told him to "peel off and help Hiccup" he was like "no way I'm not leaving your wing" 🥺🥺🥺

Submaripper - tidal class, super powerful, prefer deeper open water and typically very reclusive. Extremely territorial and dangerous.

I LOVE HOW THE SUBMARIPPER SAVED HICCUP, and Toothless's face whenever he couldn't get Hiccup out and Barf and Belch breaking the pod to get him 🥺🥺🥺I can't

𝕃𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕤𝕪𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕠𝕞𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕤

- multifaceted disorder

Uncontrollable euphoria - Astrid

Lack of coordination - Heather

Mood swings - Snotlout

Complete catatonia

Cold ankles

Rash

Paranoia - Fishlegs

I CAN'T LOOKING AT THEM LIKE THIS IS JUST TOO FUNNY. NO ISTG EPISODE 7 IS GOLDDDD AND WHEN THE DRAGONS TOOK OVER 😂

Stoick is so fine 🤩

JAHDHAHSHA HICCUP REALLY OUT HERE FAT-SHAMING HIS DAD when poor Stoick is just trying to tell him that going after Viggo only for revenge is neither safe nor the right thing to do

- "What? What do you mean? You love revenge. Revenge is your thing. Weren't they gonna name you Stoick the Vindictive before... Well you know." *signals to Stoick*

Shadow wings - ep7 they follow, herd and shadow. Big one isn't as fast or maneuverable. Small ones are smart and quick. The big one looks like the submaripper.

AND THE WAY TOOTHLESS DEALT WITH THE LAST OF THEM. It was amazingggg he dived down towards a lil pond but he couldn't see cause of the dust and so HE USED THAT ONE SHOT THAT LETS HIM SEE TO KNOW WHEN TO GO BACK UP AND ALLOW THE BIG SHADOW WING TO CRASH AGAINST THE WATER.

The Flying Shatter-Scatter move with Shattermaster and Windshear was so cool and it's also basically the only thing that has pierced through dragon-proof ships

Bro I really wanted to see Astrid saving Toothless when she saw he was in danger in ep8

I DONT WANT HEATHER TO LEAVE UGHHHH 🥺

HEATHER AND FISHLEGS ARE SO GOALS I CANT 🥺🥺🥺🥺😭 I LOVE THEM TOO MUCH

Everyone's shocked faces whenever Hiccup and Fishlegs weren't thinking the same thing HAHDHSHABA

Toothless's facial expressions whenever he saw Astrid was in danger and the way he grabbed Snotlout and went down the volcano just to try and save her- I love their relationship 🥺

And how Hiccup was so worried when he saw Astrid in the lava and the way he grabbed her 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Dude I shipped Throk and Mala so harddd

And the red night terrors ufff we love them

Tuffnut just killed Macey

Ruffnut is so badass bro I love her she really had a sword to her neck and was like "take your best shot pal"

Project Shellfire: a weaponized dragon, Shellfire - tidal class, Titanwing, bigger than a submaripper, long range firing capabilities.

Hiccup just saved Astrid from falling to the water and the way he looked at her right after he put her down- he seemed so concerned I can't 🥺😭

BLINDSIDED ALSO LOVE THIS EPISODE 🤩🥺

First name Astrid calls out is Hiccup's 🥺

Her eyes omg

The way she started hyperventilating and the way he held her hand with both of his and the way he kneeled down next to her and made sure she knew that he was still there and the way Toothless's facial expression went 🥺😔 and the way he put his wing on her legs to try and cover her or protect her 🥺🥺🥺I can't

I mean Imagine how Astrid must've felt I just can't I'd be so stressed out and desperate and the next day she was just like I'm going to look for my dragon idc

No dude because the way Hiccup grabbed her by the waist to prevent her from falling off of Toothless and how both of their expressions softened whenever he told her not to apologize and whenever she hugged him 🥺

I love how the twins are trying to learn how Astrid feels but Ruffnut takes advantage of "blind" Tuffnut and has him run off of a cliff

AND HOW HE CAUGHT HER AND GOT SO NERVOUS WHEN THEY BOTH FELL DOWN 🥺 wait now that I'm watching it again he actually prevented her from getting hit in the head omg

"Of course she's not gonna hide. What was I thinking? She's Astrid."

MISTAKE whenever Astrid took the dragons out of their pens they weren't wearing their saddles and now that they've found them they have them on.

Them spending time with each other's dragons is so funny

Nonono I can't this is the beginning of it all! The beginning of Hiccstrid dating is HERE!!!! and that scene whenever he tells her that she's strong and they'll get through it and he holds her arm and then slowly moves down to her hand 🥺 I love them too much I can't- I want what they have. HE WAS GOING IN FOR THE KISS TOO I CANTTTTT OK THIS IS TOO MUCH

"There will always be a Hiccup and Astrid. Always."

TOOTHLESS'S FACE 😳

I love how Meatlug got so serious after she heard Toothless's distress call

ASTRID IS SO BADASS I CAN'T SHE'S JUST SUCH A NATURAL AND AUTHORTITAVE I LOVE HER

THE HAND THING WITH ASTRID AND THE TRIPLE STRYKE 😩

Fishlegs riding Hookfang is HILARIOUS

That final scene is gold bro I just can they're too perfect I mean we get Toothless and Stormfly messing around in the background and then we get Hiccup scooting towards Astrid so that their shoulders were touching and also Hiccup asking Astrid if she's really ok and then him telling her that he never stops worrying about her and her saying that she feels the same way AND HER ASKING HIM ABOUT THE ALMOST-TO-BE-FIRST-KISS IN THE FOREST and him getting all nervous and being like "no it wasn't perfect" and telling her that he thinks abt kissing her a lot AND HER BEING LIKE "this seems pretty perfect to me" AND THEN BAMM THE KISS UGHHH IM NOT CRYING OK... yes I am😭

Hiccstrid kiss count: 2😘

I love how Astrid comforts Hiccup and puts her hand on his chest

Wait shit I completely forgot That Snotlout is actually the one that came up with ~Hiccstrid~ hehehehe -> also the first one to notice that they were acting kinda sus (nvm he thought one of them had a gambling problem)

Ruffnut's impression of Viggo is actually pretty accurate

Heather knowing about Hiccup and Astrid and just getting the gang away so that they can have a few seconds alone

OMG THE SUBMARIPPER I LOVE IT!! It is the natural and hated enemy of the Shellfire

The Triple Stryke let Dagur ride him

HICCUP CALLED DAGUR BROTHER I CANT

No and when they kissed IN FRONT OF THE GANG AND THEY WERE ALL LIKE 😳😦 AND "This. Changes. Everything." Iconic

I can't imagine watching this season by season and having to deal with that cliffhanger LIKE WHUT- the whole volcano just exploded and ur telling me that's IT!! Nope nope nope

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thesvenqueen · 3 years

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The Mummy

Rating: M (to be safe; gore, language) Main Pairing: Kristanna

Summary: Hamunaptra. A place filled with history, legends and mystery. A place Anna Arendelle had only dreamed of finding since she was a little girl. When it seems faith supplies her with the opportunity to find this hidden city, she jumps head first at the chance to find it. But a revengeful mummy, an apocalyptic curse, a deadly adventure (and possibly love) where not exactly on her list of things to discover. Previous Chapters: [ P 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 ]

Chapter 9

“You know,” Anna slurred as the bottle of whiskey felt oddly heavy in her hand, which resulted in the bottle slamming down into the sand. “This is not at all what I was expecting.”

Kristoff chuckled beside her, the sound making her heart flutter.

Or was it the booz?

“What were you expecting?”

Anna huffed a laugh, throwing her arm out, “Not this.”

“Didn’t think digs meant fighting off random strangers with swords and jumping off burning boats?”

“Absolutely not.”

Kristoff laughed once more, the sound echoing off the broken stone and sand around them. Anna looked to him, watching as he reached for the whiskey. For a brief moment, their hands touched and even though he had just held her not even an hour before, the small touch made her blush.

She felt entirely too hot, but then again, that could very much be the alcohol.

Somehow in the firelight, Kristoff looked even more handsome. It caught his jaw and seemed to make his brown eyes just glow.

Brown eyes that were staring at her and oh shit, he had said something.

“What?”

Kristoff smirked at her, “I said, you’re holding up better than your brother.”

Anna blinked, then whipped around to see Sven fast asleep on the other side of the fire.

It had been his idea to bring out the whiskey, something to relax them all after the events of earlier that evening. At first, Anna had been a bit unsure about the idea. She didn’t hate drinking, but it never seemed to go well for her when she did. Especially with her brother around, who always managed to cause some kind of mischief that would seemingly always end in a massive headache for Anna that wasn’t just from the alcohol.

As Sven & Kristoff shared a round, a log from the fire fell with a loud thump. The noise had made Anna jump, looking around to see who may be upon them. When she had looked back, she saw Sven smiling at her gently and holding the bottle out to her. Reluctantly, she sighed as she had taken the bottle from her brother, the whiskey burning as it went down.

She’d nearly regretted it, making a face that Kristoff had found highly amusing as she fought off the urge to spit it all right back out.

Now though, now she felt more at ease. The tension that had rested in her shoulders, in her chest was unnoticeable. She felt light, free almost.

“Well, unlike my brother,” Anna said, letting her head lull to the side as she continued to stare at a sleeping Sven, “I know when to stop.”

Anna heard the sound of the whiskey swishing in the bottle and instinctively held her hand out to Kristoff, not noticing the small snort as he put the bottle in her hand.

Keeping her eyes on her brother, she took another swig of the whiskey. It didn’t burn as it went down. Instead it was a comforting warmth, one that seemed to go all the way to her toes. It was a nice feeling, one that made Anna hum in enjoyment.

She wasn’t drunk by any means, more tipsy than anything and that was exactly where she wanted to be. Right on the fence of too little and too much. Anywhere over and it would mean trouble for her, and potentially Kristoff too if she wasn’t careful.

Last thing she needed was to embarrass herself even more in front of him.

“I’m still confused though.”

Anna furrowed her brow as she looked over to Kristoff. “What d’you mean?”

“Well, I mean...I get why he’s here.” Kristoff said, nodding towards Sven, “but…”

Kristoff was rubbing the back of her neck, stumbling over his words, but it clicked in Anna’s fuzzy mind what he was getting at.

Anna smiled, “You’re wondering why I, of all people, would be out here?”

“Well...I mean, uh...”

“It’s fine. I mean, makes sense I suppose. I’m not the most ideal person to want to jump aboard an expedition like this.”

“It’s not that,” Kristoff said, “More just, curious what made you want to come out here.”

“It’s in my blood.” Anna said, “My parents, they hated the normal everyday life in England growing up. So, they both decided to become archeologists, my father studying in England & my mother in Egypt.”

“That’s where it really started, our family's love for Egypt.” Anna said with a smile, looking around at the ruins around her, “My mother fell in love with it the moment she set foot in the country. When she met my father later on, at a dig site no less, he would fall in love with it too. He always would say ‘Egypt brought me my greatest treasure’.”

“Your father sounds a bit…”

“Cheesy?” Anna giggled, “A bit yeah, but he was amazing. They both were. They used to tell us stories of all of these grand adventures they would go on, all the things they had found; lost cities, burial grounds, ancient tombs and hidden temples. When we were old enough, we started going with them. On small ones, never the bigger ones. We both fell in love with it.” Anna looked at her snoring brother, “Sven more so for the jewels and riches.”

“That makes sense.”

There was a pause, and Anna could feel Kristoff thinking beside her. “But….”

But, I’m still wondering what brought you out here?”

Anna looked at him, confused, “Is it that odd that a woman would be so interested in adventure and old ruins?”

Kristoff’s eyes widened, taken aback, “No--I--no, that’s not what--”

“Listen,” Anna said, glaring at him, “I may not be much of an explorer or an adventurer as you or-or as greedy as my brother but I am allowed to be out here just as much as you both.”

“That wasn’t what I meant I…” Anna watched as Kristoff fought to find the words, his hand running through his hair as he groaned. He looked everywhere but her. “I just...wanted to know why, I wasn’t saying you didn’t deserve to be out here. I...You deserve to be out here, more than anyone. Especially your brother.”

That made Anna snort, “Don’t say that too loud, he is a fighter when he’s drunk.”

The tension left Kristoff’s body as he looked at her, a smile back on his face. “It’s true though.”

Anna turned away, trying to hide the blush rushing to her cheeks. She tapped her nails on the bottle, biting her lip as she looked into the flames.

“I mean it.”

Anna looked back to him, his brown eyes seeming to sparkle in the fire light. “Mean what?”

“That you deserve to be here more than anyone else. You know why?”

Anna shook her head.

“Because you actually care about this stuff. Most people just come for the jewels or publicity or money, but you genuinely care about the history of it all. You care about why and how these ruins were here, what happened to the people that lived within these walls. I mean, I have never met someone that could get so excited at just finding a decrepit mummy.”

Anna giggled. “Flattery will get you absolutely nowhere.”

“I’ll try to remember that,” Kristoff said with a chuckle and by god’s above she would never get tired of seeing his smile. “Seriously though,” He said, taking hold of one of her hands. “I mean it. You...you deserve it just as much, if not more, than anyone else here.”

“Especially my brother?”

“Especially your brother.”

Anna laughed again, looking down at where there hands met and bit her lip at how much larger his hands were compared to her own. They were rough and scarred but so incredibly gentle. Without thinking, she ran her thumb over the back of his hand, enjoying the feel of her hand in his.

In response, he squeezed her hand and Anna looked up to find him looking at her with the softest smile. The idea to kiss him came to mind and she couldn’t help but look down at his lips and back to his eyes.

Kristoff must have noticed as Anna swore she could see a slight blush rising to his cheeks. Looking into his brown eyes, she suddenly felt the dying urge to give in and kiss him. Not sure whether to blame herself or the liquid courage within her, she whispered as she began to lean towards him, “Kristoff…”

“OI!”

Anna jumped, nearly falling over at the sound of her very drunk brother. Sven was sitting straight up, eyes barely open and head lolled to the side as he looked at the pair.

Completely unaware.

“Whut’s a boi gots to do to get a drinksss around here aye?”

Trying to catch her breath, Anna managed to speak, “You’re cut off Sven. Go back to sleep.”

“I’m completely fine.” Sven muttered as he fell back over onto his mat. As he began to snore, Anna took a deep breath as she looked back to Kristoff.

He was blushing, that much was very obvious, but he kept his eyes down in the sand as he spoke, “I think we should both get some sleep...big day and all.”

“Oh…” Anna said, not at all hiding the disappointment in her voice. “Oh, yes, alright.”

Biting her lip, she stood and walked around the fire to her mat. She was a fool, an utter fool for trying to kiss him. For thinking he would want to kiss her.

What was she thinking?

She wasn’t thinking, Anna realized, she was merely following along with the pull the alcohol no doubt created.

Or did it?

What if it had just given her the ounce of courage she had been looking for, had finally pushed her to cross that line like she had been wanting to? What if, in fact, she did like him and hoped beyond all hopes he did too.

Anna shook her head, pushing out the thought.

No, she was an idiot for trying it, for even thinking that maybe he was interested in her. There was no way a man like him, a natural born explorer and adventurer, would ever be interested in a lousy know-it-all librarian.

Still...

“Anna?”

She turned around, looking over the fire at Kristoff as he remained sitting. “Yes?”

A moment of silence came between them, nothing but the crackle of the fire and sounds of the night. Neither moved, neither breathed a word as they both simply stared at the other.

Anna took in the sight of him within the fire light, how he seemed to look how it made his eyes nearly gold, the same ones that seem to be lost in her own eyes as she was in his. How he looked at her as though she was the only human being on this planet.

For a moment, a fleeting moment, she thought he might come to her. Might grab her in his arms and kiss her like she had wanted to do not a moment before.

Kristoff let out a sigh, turning away and breaking the moment as he muttered, “Goodnight.”

Clenching her dress, Anna managed a soft goodnight in return and laid down onto her mat.

Disappointment gripped her, her heart hammering in her chest as she fought back the bit of tears that threatened to form.

She would not cry, she refused to cry. There was no reason to be shedding tears over a man that was obviously not at all interested in her.

Yet, there had been the moment just before, where his eyes bore into her own and looked to her as though she was the most amazing thing he’d ever seen.

How Anna swore that he had leaned into her, following her lead before the almost kiss was interrupted.

Still, he hadn’t said a word. Had chosen to pretend it didn't happen and it killed Anna to think he’d rather dismiss what had nearly happened between them then to act on it. She was a fool, a fool who fell for any man that gave her an ounce of attention.

She was thankful she’d chosen to turn and face the stone wall instead of the fire, Kristoff unable to see her face as she fought her emotions. She couldn’t bear to look at him, so utterly embarrassed and god’s she still had days left at least on this excavation before they could depart from each other.

A fool. She was a complete fool.

Fighting her own emotions, Anna nearly missed the sound of Kristoff sighing and him groan,

“Idiot. Fucking idiot.”

Anna’s eyes went wide.

Was he talking about her? No, he couldn’t be. Not after he had spoken so kindly about her before.

So then, was he talking about himself?

Was he...was he regretting not making his move as much as she was?

No, Anna thought, there was no way.

But there was no denying the sound of disappointment in his voice when he had apparently chided himself. A tone all too familiar to Anna, a tone she herself had done oh so many times throughout her life. There was only one thing he could be regretting, could be so completely disappointed with himself for doing, or in fact not doing.

Smiling, a new flame of hope now lit within her, Anna let sleep consume her. Her mind now at peace at the fact that she was not the only one left disappointed.

#kristanna #kristoff #anna #sven #the mummy #jessica writes #oh hey #i wrote something

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jimlingss · 3 years

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Dear Miss Kina, it's me again! First of all, congratulations on finishing your final fanfic on this blog! It was immensely what i've been waiting and hoped for. You definitely played with my heart till the very end! It's kind of like - with every fic you've released till now from Seokjin fics to Jungkook fics - every one of them are all so perfectly crafted, every member gets so written well that sometimes time flies so fast when im reading it!

I waited, and read The End for like two hours? And it was really worth it (im wriitng this at like 3am too) like damn i was pausing every second because I was just trying to decipher whatever was happening in each scene, it was all a lot to take in because with each scenario created with the boys, it almost felt like six whole fics crammed into one! The scrollbar was really small n wasn't moving at ALL when i was reading the first few parts and i was like, "wait this feels more like a 60k than a 31k ㅠㅠ" ??? Like how??? But i was smiling as i was reading through the whole thing, to find out it was a Jin centered fic -- and honestly all of your Jin fics are godtier -- i was like "YES YES YES OMG YES I THINK I KNOW WHERE THIS IS GOING" n it was real fun to guess which member went next and how the scenario would turn out.

N i really loved how smooth u incorporated both oc and Jin during each scenario, their bickering was so fun and their moments made me go "AWW WTF I WISH I WAS OC ATM" AND OMFG especially that parf where ic asks jin if he ever knew her before everything happened n the whole "like you love me" scene went down -- my mouth was WIDE open i was tearing up and i screamed so loud lmaooo omg ur like the only writer to actually make me react so violently about that ○_○ n when the scene wherein oc wakes up and doesnt see jin and rushes out, the way you wrote it, you sense the urgency and the dishevelled/rampant thoughts of hers when she sees seokjin on the floor bleeding like that and all the way to the hospital scene where she cant even talk despite feeling so sick DAMN i cant even stop staring at the screen even tho my head hurts from being awake all night (but honestly ur worth it)

Like if i had to rank the individual realities where reader ended up with, i think the one i got sadder for was the Taehyung reality -- the oc in that universe couldn't even have time for herself n gradually drowned in becoming a mother and a wife n all i could think of was "tae u should at least treat your wife >:((" n with Yoongi's i was like "whut's happening," and instead of being hurt about it i for no reason started to discuss my thoughts onto thin air "i dont want a partner like yoongi, they dont have time for e/o n thats kinda sad" n thats where i really started to guess maybe every scenario has a major downside but i had to figure it out. N then with Hoseok n Joon's i felt my heart crack a lil bit bc the oc's insecurities in that part (she felt world's apart to hobi n then inferior to joon) i was like...this is me n I DIDNT WANNA FEEL THAT WAY IN A RELATIONSHIP so then again i started to talk to myself looool. Then we have Jimin's that got me like damn :(( thats kind of harsh -- being in a reality with oc in the picture removes the fact that jimin had a stable life. And i guess with every scene you made with all members (did that intend to give me life lessons or sum uhh)

And last but not least, Jungkook's! Not gonna lie, i also thought he was gonna cheat on oc bc she mentioned she was a racer, thats the reason he was late to her bday dinner, but then the dots started to connect when she mentioned why jin looked solemn in the hospital (re: everything that i mentioned a paragraph or two before)

I do know this was loosely based on TATBILB, but as i was reading through it i found so many similarities to it. Like the BTS UNIVERSE incorporated in where Jin goes back in the last to try and desperately change the future where he is not there in order to stop people from getting hurt. And also Orange (one of my fav mangas) where Naho received letters (along with her friends) from her alternate self to save Kakeru from committing suicide, and it had the happy ending too wherein she stopped him from getting right in front the truck (tho there were mistakes that she didnt do correctly)

And that's all 😭🤧 im sorry if this ask was really long. But i wanted to say thank you for creating all of these wonderful stories! They made my day n i could still rmember finding out about you as a baby army myself so i could say you were part of my journey as a new army msksksksk. It was such a great fun time to be waiting for new fics to drop, new chapters released and announcements and funny asks to scroll through on my tl! I do hope you do well in whatever you embark on from now on and hey you'll finally get to publish a book! And i'll most likely read that too ^^ happy 5 years to the blog^^ thank you user Jimlingss, thank you Kina!

omg thank you for this amount of feedback and your extensive praise, I feel undeserving of it hahaha anyway, thank you for taking your time to enjoy the end. honestly, I was aiming for it to be a 50k fic to just really indulge you all as my last story. But as I was writing it, it turned out muuuch shorter to my exasperation. but it still stands as my longest oneshot and I think it ended up pretty great in spite of being so much lower than my intial word count goal. that being said, I'm glad it felt long to you!!

Also thank you for giving me a run down on your thoughts on the other timelines LOL it was really fun for me to think about it as well and consider what OC and Jin would've chosen had they chosen. While each had their downsides, some of them they liked more than others. since you indulged me so much with such a long message, I'll indulge you as well....OC's choices prob would've been JK > Tae > Joon > Hobi > Yoongi > Jimin. While Jin (if he could make the choice for her), it would've been Joon > Tae > Yoongi > Hobi > Jimin > JK.

I came up with the whole idea of the end. while watching TATBILB cause I thought this whole alternative reality worlds was gonna happen but nope, they took a much different direction lol and I'm happy to hear you mention Orange bc that was one fantastic manga I read!! Personally, I find the end. to be the love child between The Truth Between Us and The Seven Kinds of Love (with a sprinkle of Seven Seconds in Heaven) hahha there's definitely elements of pre-existing stories to this guy but I don't mind so much since it feels like almost a call back to them :')

Anyway thank you for the love and encouragement!! I'm sending well wishes to you too!!

#Jimlings

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hitsuackerman · 4 years

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Unpredictable (Overhaul x Reader) pt.16

a/n: ya’ll~ brace yourselves for this chapter xD ngl, i was blushing when i wrote this~ he might be a bit ooc here butttt i think it fits the story quite well ;)

warnings: this cannot be read solo, fluff

Links: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14, part 15, part 17

Masterlist to my other fics: here :)

Overhaul’s waiting list: @jjk-biased @infinite-universe-love @dirtypride @blackymomo03 @azzie @purple-rabanito @meximorrita @awesomeee19 @celestial-kanzakii

“Did you actually tell Tsukauchi that you want me to be your partner for the stakeout?”

The day had now ended and Overhaul’s jacket rested on your shoulders. Your phone leaned on some stacked books as you typed away on your laptop. As the both of you were chatting, you were typing some reports that you had to pass in a couple of days. On the other end, he was busy scribbling notes and signing papers.

“Is there a problem?” His eyes were focused and glued to the paperwork.

“None that I can think of~” Your fingers stopped typing. Fiddling with your fingers, you chewed on your lower lip. “I just, uhh, wasn’t expecting that request.”

“Tsukauchi was no hindrance and cooperation was present.” He put his pen down and rested his chin on his palm. His focus now on his screen. This would have to be the 6th video call this week, something he lowkey didn’t mind. Though, he kept his voice low knowing the others might overhear. “However, your company is one I prefer more.”

“Or in short, you miss hanging out with me?” Giving him the finger guns, you saw how his face morphed into one with disgust and embarrassment. Watching how he picked up his phone and face palmed, you knew he was about to end the call. Not on your watch. “WAIT! Chill Overhoe, I was just kidding.”

“Excuse me?”

“Depends what you want the excuse for.” Gods, you loved teasing this man so much.

“What did you just call me?”

“I called you Overhaul.” You tilted your head and pouted. “Did I not? Are the paper works getting to you, Chisaki?”

“There are days where I wish to use my quirk over the phone.” Thankful his mask was still on, the lingering smirk was covered. His eyes gave it away but he could care less. This was one of the moments where he could feel vuln-whut? “Today is one of them.”

“I’m not into sadistic kinky shit.” By now, you were grinning from ear to ear. Seeing how the corner of his eye indicated the corner of his mouth curled upwards was a win for you. If only he wasn’t wearing that god damn mask. At least it wasn’t the bird beak. “I prefer them sensual and slow. The type who does the opposite when I tell them to go slower~”

“Isn’t that statement contradicting itself?” Not that he’d know. Sexual fantasies were something he couldn’t help but to actually touch a woman’s body? Be so intimate and actually exchange thousands of bacteria through your mouths? The thought made his spine shake with the amount of grossness he couldn’t fathom. But a new question crept in, were you pure in that sense?

“That’s the whole point, Overhoe.”

“I honestly wonder why I tolerate your behavior.” It was more of a mumble but loud enough for the conversation to continue. Absentmindedly fixing the papers, he found himself done for the day and headed back to his room.

“You tolerate me because I’m the only one who has the guts to act like this.” Twirling your index, you pointed at yourself. “But in all seriousness, if you want me to be professional around you, just say so and I’ll take a step back.”

“There is no need for that.” Now in his room, his tensed shoulders relaxed a bit. Sliding his tie off, he placed it on his man-vanity. “Your behavior is unacceptable if it were them but exceptions are made from time to time.”

“You make me sound like a guilty pleasure.” That was meant to be said in silence but your mouth moved faster than your mouth. Activating your quirk, you failed to stop the blood flow heading towards your cheek.

“You are.” Taking his mask off, Overhaul watched as you failed to control the blush on your face. The small hitch your breath took made him want to see just how far was he going to go to get reactions from you. Placing his phone on the dock, he sat down and began to unbutton his dress shirt. His peripheral focus was on you.

‘OH GOD OH GOD.’ Your leg bounced up and down as you tried to look unfazed. Sliding the tie off was hot enough, and now the possible outcome of seeing him shirtless was now coming into the light. Surely he was doing this on purpose, no doubt about it. With what little sense of pride you had, you found the will not to watch his gloved hand slowly revealing more and more of his skin. ‘GEI WHAT THE HELL DO I DO IN THIS SITUATION?!’

‘Ya go with the flow baby girl! Teasing is better when it’s two sided! Live in the sexual tension and see if either of you break!’ You could hear him in your mind. It was so loud it made you think if he were actually telepathically communicating with you.

Tease him back, huh?

Taking in a deep breath, you began to test the waters.

“Didn’t take you to be the stripper type, Chisaki.” Luckily, you paused at the right time for him not to notice how your breathing stopped when his golden eyes met the camera once more. “But, I can’t refuse a little show coming from THE Overhaul.”

“Are you suggesting something, my sweet guilty pleasure?” He stopped unbuttoning his shirt and leaned on the backrest. What he did not expect was for your camera to turn off. Chuckling at the little exchange, he proceeded to undress himself. “Still there?”

You were still there, physically. Other than that, you knew you lost the game. There was no way to recover from him calling you his, HIS, guilty pleasure. Fanning your face, you tried to regain composure before finding the courage to turn the camera on again. Placing your phone screen down, your mind thought about what it’d sound like if he whispered it in person.

‘Fuck. Damn it.’ Your grip on the hem of his jacket was astronomical. Patting your chest, you felt the heat in your face cool down. “Yes. My signal got bad all of a sudden.”

“Don’t start something you can’t finish, (l/n).”

Grabbing your phone, you threw it back onto your bed. The holy sight of a shirtless Overhaul made you shriek in silence. Covering your face, you forgot about your quirk and felt all the blood rush to your cheeks. Peaking at the screen, you quietly observed as he was waiting for you to turn your camera back on. The teasing look on his features made him even more irresistible.

“Put on a shirt, Chisaki.”

“Later.” He stood up and good lord his V-line looked divine. “I have to end the call for now.”

“Whyyy?” Turning the camera on, Overhaul managed to see how your eyes went up and down.

“I’m filthy. I have to bathe.” Taking his belt off, he tossed it to his bed and walked towards his dresser.

“Any chances you can bring your phone with you?” Overhaul is the death of you but as of the moment, you didn’t care. He was shirtless and strutting his stuff. That’s all that matters.

“We haven’t reached that point yet, my guilty pleasure.”

“Stooop calling me that.” You hid your face with your free hand. Still peaking at the screen to find him smirking again.

“You are my guilty pleasure. I’m not going to deny that, (y/n).” Taking the phone from its dock. He stared at how flushed your face was. “You may not be pure but you always manage to plague my mind at the most random times. If I were to speak my mind, I would want to meet up and have dinner with you but those wretched heroes are starting to make a move.”

“We can always rendezvous here…” You offered without thinking. The words that came out of his mouth were intoxicating. “I doubt they’d think you’d actually drop by and watch Betflix in my unit.”

“Are you inviting me over?” He raised a brow.

“N-not necessarily.” Looking away from the screen, your mind began to come up with a plan as to how you could let him enter your apartment without being seen or being too suspicious. “I mean, the offer’s always up…”

“Heroes are trailing me, (l/n).”

“But the heroes don’t have a map of your base. They just have a rough outline of the area and that’s it.”

“Just say it, (l/n).”

“Pick you up in 30 minutes?” Your heart was beating rapidly. Was he actually going to do it?

“Give me 40.”

Ending the call, your jaw dropped and for a moment you were not sure what to do. Covering your mouth, you recalled the conversation and repeated his last words. 40 minutes. He would be arriving in your apartment in the next FORTY MINUTES. Jolting to the living room, you frantically fluffed the pillows and checked for any dust bunnies. Grabbing the vacuum, you found yourself cleaning your house at 9 in the evening.

After a good 10 minutes of rough vacuuming, the unit was now silent and clean. Scurrying to the supply closet, you grabbed a can of Kysol and sprayed the entire room. It wasn’t the best thing to inhale but if it meant sanitation, then so be it.

Heading back to your room, you quickly grabbed a pair of sweats and a shirt. Nothing too conspicuous you reminded yourself. Folding the jacket and placing it on the vacant side of the bed, you took your keys, wallet, and phone on the bedside table.

Now inside the elevators, you made sure to take a quick stop at the 3rd floor before heading to the basement. Closing the doors to your car, you took your phone and dialled Gei.

“A 9pm call.” Gei answered. “Either you’re bored as hell in a case OR somethin else boutta happen, hmm?”

“I’m getting Overhoe and he’s gonna chill in the unit.” You spoke fast but he took it all in.

“AAAHHHH!! QUEEN TODRICK! QUEEN BEYONCE! FINALLY!” Gei could hear you starting the car. Putting his wine glass down, he sat properly and took out his fluffy fan. “Are you gonna get some action, boo?!”

“No. We just…” What were you guys going to do? “It was a spur of the moment decision. I followed your advice and teased him and lived in the sexual tension and now here I am. Driving to pick him up.”

“So me sneezing really was you thinkin’ bout me~ Honey, you made the right decision by teasing that villain.”

“I saw him shirtless too.”

“OH?! Ya’ll be video callin now?!” His fingertips touched the tip of his chests. “Baby girl, you datin or nah? Cause that’s sumthing I can’t see him doin unless you special or some shit.”

Remembering what he called you, you held on tighter to the steering wheel. Seeing the red light, your car slowly stopped and that gave you enough chance to cover your heated up face once again.

“H-he c-called me his guilty pleasure.”

“(L/N) (Y/N)! I SWEAR TO THE QUEENS IF SOMETHING HAPPENS TONIGHT, YOUR LEGS AIN’T GONNA BE WORKIN FOR A WEEK!” Followed by shrieking and squealing, Gei finally cleared his throat and exhaled. “Are you ready?!”

“Gei, nothing is going to happen okay?” You assured him. “Overhaul thinks I’m filthy so there’s no way my legs aren’t safe. Besides, we were just teasing each other. It’s been a while since we last saw each other so I kinda offered my unit to just catch up.”

“My ass.”

Your screen lit up once more and his contact popped up.

“He’s calling. I gotta go.”

“Live for the moment boo. Show him why The Levi Ackerman fell for you!”

Hanging up, you put Overhaul on the line and parked by a dimly lit area.

“A block from the base, turn right and you’ll see a traditional looking house. Meet me there.” He gave instructions to which you followed. Telling him you were on your way, he hung up as well.

Making sure that you weren’t being trailed or followed, you turned to the corner and sure enough saw the mentioned house. Did he walk all the way here or was this some kind of hideout they used. Seeing the gates open, you saw him exiting the building.

Black sweats, jacket, cap, and mask. He looked like a quirkless burglar leaving the house respectfully. Stopping in front of him, you turned the door lights off and watched as he entered the car.

“Good evening.” He greeted.

“We didn’t really think this through now, did we?” Giving him a shy smile, you drove back to the main highway. “Is there anything you wanna eat?”

“It’s fine. I don’t think it is safe to linger.”

“I got that covered. Don’t worry.”

“Will we use the main elevator?”

“I will.” You pointed your finger at him. “You, my dear Chisaki, will be using the stairs.”

“Take me back to the base.”

“I’m joking~” You turned the vehicle to the left and saw the convenience store. “We’ll use the secondary elevator. Now wait here while I buy some snacks, ‘kay?”

“Don’t boss me around.” He raised his brow once more and he watched as you closed the doors and headed inside the building. Just in time, his phone rang with Kurono on the screen. “This better be important.”

“Are you with her?” Kurono asked cautiously. Making sure he knew what to call him in the next minutes to come.

“I won’t take long, Kurono. Keep the others in check.”

“What exactly is your purpose for tonight’s visit, Kai?”

“As you can recall, I’ve taken an interest in her.” He picked up a small lint from his pants and overhauled it. “We’ll just catch up and probably munch on some snacks.”

“Munch on some snacks?” He repeated slowly. “What’s next? Watch a movie?”

“If there’s nothing you need to inform me, Kurono, I’ll be ending the call now.”

For a second, Kurono felt the need to give some advice regarding what women like when things got intimate. Yet, knowing he’d end up dead and alive made him think otherwise. Besides, if you had a thing for Overhaul, what could possibly go wrong with ‘munching on some snacks’ with a yakuza boss?

“No. That’s all.” His voice was uncertain but left no room for questions. “Should I pick you up?”

“No need.” Before his right hand man could say anything, he ended the call. Just in time for you to exit the store with a paper bag full of chips and drinks. Remembering that scenery a few days ago, he had to wonder, was Ackerwacker still in your apartment? Probably not knowing he was invited.

Now that you were buckled up, the drive back to the apartment was surprisingly filled with small talk. Mostly about the Fukuo Kai case and the small behind the scenes activity Overhaul saw fit to share regarding the Shie Hassaikai.

Parking the car in its spot, you handed the paper bag to your companion. Following your lead, the both of you made your way towards the basement elevator. Things were relatively peaceful till the doors stopped closing and slid open once more.

“Evenin, (l/n)-san.” One of your neighbors greeted as he entered with his girlfriend. The stench of alcohol surrounding them. Staring at the man holding the groceries, he eyed him down and shrugged.

“Good evening, Sawada-san.” You nod politely. This was not looking pretty.

Elevator music played as the elevators went up. The elevator was quite cramped with 4 people in it. Observing the germaphobe, you were glad that he didn’t show any signs of breakouts or even just utter disgust at the sight beginning to unfold beside you two.

As if things weren’t awkward enough, the girlfriend began to become all touchy with Sawada. Her hands began to squeeze his butt as he pulled him in closer. Your eyes widened when said girl became bold and peppered kisses all over your neighbor’s neck.

The sound of kissing began to over power the elevator music. Despite Overhaul clearing his throat, the two did not mind. With only 3 floors left to pass, you were more than ecstatic when the doors slid open and provided exit. Quickly grabbing his sleeve, you pulled him out and scurried to your door.

“That was revolting.” He finally spoke up.

“It’s almost 11.” You unlocked your door. “That was bound to happen. I’ve seen worse.”

“Why do people even think such contact is pleasing?” Opening the doors, you let him walk in first. Telling him to place the food on the counter, the yakuza boss did so. Deciding to be a good guest, Overhaul began to unpack the chips and drinks you purchased. “You bought too much food.”

“One can never be too prepared~” Your back was facing him. Turning the TV on, you set it on Betflix and sat on the sofa. Stretching your limbs from the drive. Pointing to the vacant seat two pillows away from you, Overhaul took a seat and made sure that there was not a speck of dust. “So what movie d’you wanna watch?”

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a/n: it doesnt just end here my fellow overhoes xD see yall in the next chapter!

#overhaul x reader #overhaul #bnha overhaul #mha overhaul #chisaki kai x reader #bnha chisaki kai #mha chisaki kai #chisaki kai #this fluff was ahhhhh #but i guess its fine #god i love me some overhaul

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literaticat · 3 years

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I've had the same agent for several years and we've sold some things. But my agent often does not return emails (it takes multiple emails). I haven't heard a peep from them in 6 months. My emails from that time remain unanswered. I have the distinct feeling that if I didn't reach out, I would never hear back from them again. Like ever! I feel forgotten. Or unliked. Do you ever go 6+ months without a single communication with your clients? (And yes, we've had awkward calls about this.)

Hmm.... well, that's not ideal. It does feel like there are a couple slightly different issues here though.

"I have the distinct feeling that if I didn't reach out, I would never hear back from them again... Do you ever go 6+ months without a single communication with your clients" --

-- well. Sometimes, yeah, if there is nothing going on that needs communicating about. Like -- for many clients, there are things going on every week/month -- a payment, a contract, a new project, a something that needs my attention, or needs their attention. So with some folks there are emails flying around all the time.

Other folks - not so much. Maybe we are between projects and they haven't given me anything new in a really long time, or they are under contract and busy, and there just hasn't been anything on my end to report, nor on their end. I'm not a big one for just randomly emailing or calling -- so unless something comes up where I need to write to them (like again, they have a payment come in or something of that nature) -- I'd be there if they needed anything, but I might NOT just initiate a correspondence.

If they post, I'd probably see their social media and whatnot, so hopefully if there were big life changes I'd know some of that, and of course if I felt like there were something going on that I should be doing something about, I'd write! But also - I kinda expect that some people like their privacy and aren't big chatters, and I have a LOT of people to correspond with and limited time to do it, so basically - SQUEAKY WHEEL GETS THE GREASE.

If my clients need something and there's no way for me to magically know it, they have to tell me.

More problematic to me here is,

"But my agent often does not return emails (it takes multiple emails). I haven't heard a peep from them in 6 months. My emails from that time remain unanswered."

Like -- ok yes, sometimes I have definitely lost emails, despite my obsessive list-making! There's just a tremendous volume of email, things go to spam sometimes or get buried, it's a big yikes, and staying on top of it is the number one thing I do all day. So, I am VERY INTO IT when people remind me or nudge if I'm taking too long. (It sincerely makes me happy! I DON'T WANT TO BE IGNORING YOU!) -- like, in the centre of the pandemic I had a lovely client send me a picture book. I think perhaps it was not labeled with a title or anything, and I don't know if it went to spam, or it just got lost in the deluge, or WHAT -- but I never saw it. And so I didn't write it down as something I needed to respond about.

Well - six months or more passed, and she sent me a note, like "oh what about that picture book" and I was like ... WHUT? OH NOOOO! In that case, I didn't PURPOSEFULLY ignore a book - but I definitely ignored the book, because I never even saw the book! If she had checked in with me, say, TWO WEEKS after I didn't reply instead of SIX MONTHS, I could have saved her MONTHS of anxiety!

Basically what I'm saying is, yes, sure, sometimes I might indeed need a reminder or a nudge -- but the concerning thing here is not that she doesn't necessarily initiate contact, or that she sometimes needs nudges -- both those things feel pretty normal to me -- rather, it's the multiple emails PLUS not hearing a peep in response??? For six months??? IS SHE ALIVE?

I do think sending an email (NOT as a follow up to another email, just a new one) - subject line "Checking In" or some such, body something like, "Hi -- I have checked in multiple times [about XYZ] in the past six months and not heard a peep, and I'm trying not to take it personally, is everything OK?" should elicit a fast response.

If she STILL doesn't respond, perhaps she will respond to your firing her.

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lilaclovestowrite · 4 years

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F l o o f || Keith x Reader

" Can you do more Keith fluff? I don’t have anything specific in mind, just fluffy Keith UwU "

Type: Request from Quotev

Words: 1168

Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Pairing: Keith x Reader

Genre: Fluff, typical love story starring a dog lol

Summary: You and Keith go for a walk with Kosmo, only for you to confess your feelings to him...

Warnings: F l o o f

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You were worn out from all the work you had to do today on the Castle. You had the job of an informer for the Paladins—which meant you exchanged information with them throughout battles and travels. Your role was very important, but it was also very tiring. Still, you were thankful to even be there.

Right now, you were transferring new data into your computer for the next mission Voltron went on. With a yawn, you closed your eyes and waited. I barely got any sleep last night—maybe I could catch a few minutes while I’m waiting.

But of course, someone interrupted it.

“Hey—”

“Ergh, can I get any slee—” When you turned around, you saw that it was Keith. Honestly, you had a bit of a crush on him. But he was so busy with being a guardian of the galaxy, you never wanted to bring it up. “UH—KEITH! I’m sorry! I didn’t know it was y—”

“That’s fine,” he excused, letting out a rare chuckle. When he saw how sleepy you looked, he grew slightly concerned. “You look tired—are you okay? I thought you got more sleep last night than usual. . .”

“Oh! Well, uh—actually. . .”

“(Y/N), you said you’d be getting more rest! It’s not healthy to do work when you can barely even function.”

“SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAAAAKKKK!!!” screeched Pidge from the other room. She was thirty feet away yet the dark circles under her eyes were perfectly visible.

Keith crossed his arms. “Yeah, okay.”

You laughed. “Keith, I’m fine! I just got one less hour of sleep than usual. It’s nothing!”

The truth was, you only ever got about three hours of sleep, so that’d make it two. But Keith didn’t have to know that.

“Alright, then. Well—I wanted to ask you something,” he started, his voice becoming a bit quiet.

“Whut?”

“I was gonna take Kosmo for a walk on the next planet we’re stopping by. Would you uh. . .care to join us?”

HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCCCKKKKK YESSSSSSSS, you screamed internally.

But your real words were, “Well, I suppose.”

The next planet you all landed on was quite beautiful. The leaves on the trees were similar to the ones of a sakura, and the lakes shimmered from the brilliance of the pastel blue sky.

“Wow, it’s certainly a step up from that Balmera planet,” Lance commented.

Shiro slapped him upside the head. “Be nice, ungrateful child.”

Keith kneeled down and rubbed Kosmo’s head. “Alright, are you ready for your walk?”

The way Keith spoke to animals was so adorable. Your heart melted every time you saw it. He was just so gentle and caring with them. That’s when he turned to you with that soft smile of his. It was weird, since he never looked at anyone else with that expression.

“Well, let’s go then.”

You shook with excitement before following by his side. The others watched as you two headed down the grassy trail, away from them.

“Wow, I wonder when they’ll finally start dating,” Pidge smirked.

“WhY WouLd ShE dATe that eMo MullEt wHEn sHE caN have mE And mY uTTeR aWEsoMEneSS?” Lance replied, flexing his stick arms.

“Lance, do you need me to call your therapist again?”

During the walk, Kosmo rolled around in a bed of flowers. You giggled at the sight, while Keith smiled ever-so-slightly.

“Here, Kosmo. Have something a treat!” You bent down and sat on your knees, handing an apple slice to the wolf. Kosmo sniffed at it before accepting it. You looked back at Keith and said, “Don’t worry. Apples are healthy for wolfs, since they include Vitamin A and C~”

Keith looked away to hide his blush. You never knew that he developed feelings for you as well. The reason for that is—you were just so kind and compassionate. You never judged anyone for what they looked like, or who they were. When you found out that he was half-Galra, you never once showed any hint of prejudice. In fact, you helped him realize it was nothing to be ashamed of.

“You’re so nice.”

His words took you by surprise. “Huh?”

He seated himself on a nearby bench, letting Kosmo rest by his side. “You’re so nice. . .to everyone. I just wish you took care of yourself more. I know you didn’t get enough sleep last night—all because you were too busy helping out with Voltron.”

Your heart began to skip. The warmth of blush flooded your face, which made you look down in attempt to conceal it. Some part of you wanted to confess your feelings to him—but it was too much of a risk. “. . .Thank you, Keith.”

He had the same feeling, but he was simply to shy to reveal the truth. But he knew he needed to gather the courage at some point, especially since Shiro bugged him about it nonstop.

You sat yourself down beside him. The decision whether you should confess to him or not, skipped through your mind. Finally, you decided something. “Keith. . .”

“Yeah?”

“We’ve been friends since forever. But lately, I’ve been thinking. . .”

Kosmo plopped his head on your lap, which caused you to stress-pet him. He now regretted ever moving.

“What if we could be more. . .?”

Keith’s eyes widened. “Wait, you mean—more than best friends? You mean like, super mega best friends?”

Kosmo, a wolf, face-palmed.

You quickly backed out. “Er, sure!”

That’s when Pidge screamed, “NO, DIMWIT, SHE MEANS SHE WANTS YOU TO BE HER BOYFRIEND—”

But Shiro immediately pulled her back into the bush they were hiding in. You and Keith only went stiff.

“Wait, boyfriend?” gasped Keith.

You nodded. “YEaH—”

Out of all the years you’ve known him, you’ve never seen him smile as big as he was right now. “YES—I mean, uh, sure.”

You couldn’t believe this was happening. Keith Kogane, your longtime crush, exchanged your feelings. It made you want to squeal, but you didn’t want to scare him away too fast. Instead, you threw your arms around him and gave him a fond hug. He slightly retracted because he wasn’t used to physical contact, but since it was you, he returned it.

Kosmo slid underneath you two and got in the middle of the embrace, which made you both laugh and pet him.

“Aw, just cuz we’re dating now, doesn’t mean you won’t get any less attention~” you told the seventy-pounds of angry floof.

Kosmo had the expression of Doge, which was concerning.

So, you leaned your head on Keith’s shoulder, and let Kosmo snuggle in your lap. Keith placed his jacket around you and rested his eyes. You did the same. It was almost like the world was irrelevant when you were together, like the only thing that mattered was you and Keith. It was so peaceful, which was a change.

Don’t worry, Pidge will send you the pictures of it later.

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letterstothemidnightsociety · 3 years

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It’s crossroads and psychics and shipping, OH MY! Join me as I continue one millennial’s journey to discover why a show about beefcakes and demons managed to last on network television for over a decade. It’s Supernatural!

So now that we’re in the thick of it, there are two moves that the writing team of Supernatural pulled that make a season 2 work, or, more specifically, work for me. The first is that rather than Level Up their heroes, they allow our heroes to lose, and I discussed that in my last post. Now we don’t know what’s gonna happen - they didn’t defeat the bad guy, their ace up their sleeve (John) is dead, and they don’t even have wheels to roll around anymore.

Equally important, the second thing they do at the top of season 2 is World Build. I’ve read this article from Emily VanDerWerff at Vox like, 8 times so I’m just gonna go ahead and quote her directly:

Season two of a great drama usually finds a way to explain why the show isn’t just a story about the protagonist but a story about a whole cast and a whole world. With the premise having been thoroughly explored in season one, the show, by necessity, has to start looking for other ways to tell stories. This usually means turning to the other characters within the ensemble... but it can sometimes mean pivoting to explore a new corner of the show’s setting ...or diving further into core themes...

Side note: I know few TV critics by name but I find Emily VanDerWerff’s tv and media analysis to be particularly insightful and brilliant and if she ever reads anything I write about TV, I just want her to know it. Definitely go read/listen to some of her stuff at Vox.

So let’s break that down, shall we? The job of season one on a television drama (which SPN undoubtedly is), is to set up the show as a story about a hero(es) (which SPN season 1 undoubtedly does). We know the Winchester Brothers. We know their wants, we know their obstacles, we know their pressure points and triggers, they’re standard MO’s. We’ve seen them move as a cohesive unit against a big antagonist and with the start of season 2, we get to see how they handle failure at the hands of that antagonist.

But now season 2 has a bigger job: “explain why the show isn’t just a story about the protagonist but a story about a whole cast and a whole world.” As fun as it’s been riding with Sam and Dean across the country, that Impala does start to feel a little claustrophobic. We’re so focused on just these two characters that it’s hard to believe there’s a great wide world out there. Now, I call it claustrophobic now, but the chemistry between our two leads was definitely enough to carry the show without 3rd or 4th or 5th wheels through that first season and possibly future seasons. I was certainly happy to stick with just Sam and Dean for another 13 seasons when I watched this show for the first time back in 2008/2009. But after many years and many more TV shows, I understand that that model can’t be sustainable for the long haul. And that’s the goal, isn’t it? To get to a season five (and the sweet, sweet payday that is syndication) or farther. If your only regulars in series are two brothers and a car, that’s gonna get a little stale, at least for a broad audience anyway. And frankly, watching season 2 now and knowing what I know about the rest of the series, I’m excited to see new Found Family members show. If there’s one running theme throughout all 15 seasons it’s that Sam’s and Dean’s lives are deeply, tragically lonely.

So the writing team opens up a whole wide hunting world for our brothers to reside in - first with Bobby (AKA Poppa Hunter), then with The Roadhouse. But Bobby plus The Roadhouse crew don’t just expand on the SPN Scooby Gang. They show us, the audience, that Sam and Dean aren’t actually two lone guns out in the wilderness. Sure, season one gives us Missouri Mosely and then the deaths of Caleb and Pastor Jim, but these characters seem few and far between, unconnected to each other except by chance meetings with John Winchester. Introducing the new characters in season 2 shows us that there’s a network, a community out there, one that works together to stem the tide of evil from overtaking the Normals and their Apple Pie Lives.

Quick side note: Can we talk about how this, specifically, was a real disservice John did to his children? In “Everybody Loves a Clown”, Ellen tells Dean that she knew John was closing in on the demon and Dean responds “What, was there an article in the Demon Hunters Quarterly that I missed?”, and that’s probably a throwaway line for the joke, but it inadvertently signals that John really kept his sons isolated from having any kind of life at all. Sure, nobody wants the life of a hunter, but what if you had, oh, a community of hunters who took care of each others’ children and called people out on their bullshit abusive behaviors and watched each others’ backs so that there were fewer casualties and also were there so you could talk about all those things that Sam and Dean have spent their entire lives keeping secret from everyone? Ellen says John was like family once, and, like, whut? Why doesn’t Sam or Dean know who any of these people are? Why isn’t there a team trying to take down this yellow eyed demon? Why is it that Sam and Dean have, like, no support system other than their father?? I mean there probably IS a Demon Hunters Quarterly and John should have gotten his boys a subscription!

Of course, the Wider Hunting World isn’t all good guys like Bobby and Ellen and Jo and Ash. There’s also Gordon and Dean’s new Father Substitute, who’s a straight up psychopath, but they can’t all be winners, can they? That episode, as mentioned in my last post, also opens up the world of Team Monster - they’re not just mindless Evil devouring innocent victims. There’s also people out there with hearts and souls and consciousness’ who happen to have monster-like physical attributes, making the Winchesters’ mission that much more complex and fraught with drama and the potential for more storytelling opportunities.

And, in “Simon Said”, we start to see more of the Special Children, which is a fandom term that I do not like. Special Children? Special Children?? THAT’S what you went with?!? Anyway, we get the second instance of 20 year olds touched by the yellow-eyed-demon. There’s new abilities, stronger psychics, and just generally more to these children than Sam and Dean even knew existed. And I actually really love Andy a lot and really enjoyed this episode a lot. Andy is just an instantly likable character and I feel like, with his skill set, he could have been a real asset to the team. I mean, the guys get arrested by the feds at least once a season. But apparently Kripke decided, like, two episodes into the Special Children plot that he hated it and *spoiler alert* kills them all by the end of this season.

Just looking at the three other episodes on the same disc as “Simon Said” (yes, I am still watching the DVDs) I’d say “Crossroad Blues” is another expansion episode. Though it was hinted at in the first episode, the Crossroad Deal is now A Thing, and one that’s gonna come back to bite us later. So our lore is getting bigger, deeper, more involved in the plot. “The Usual Suspects” doesn’t do a whole lot of expanding the world, but that one feels more like filler/light fare to balance out the drama from the first 6 episodes anyway. I’ll add that even though it doesn’t have a lot to offer, “The Usual Suspects” is an A+ episode that does a great job of remixing the formula.

But back to our World Building - At the end of “Simon Said,” you get another taste of what this life should be for Sam and Dean. When Dean starts to pull the same secretive crap his father did, Ellen cuts back “This isn't just your war, this is war. Now, something big and bad's coming and it's coming fast, and their side holds all the cards. Now, at best all we got is us. Together. No secrets or half-truths here.” REALLY, John, you could have gone about your whole life of vengeance in a way that didn’t royally screw up your children and yet…

But Ellen’s complaint sums it up nicely - this show isn’t just about the Winchesters anymore, it’s not their war, it’s a whole world’s war, a world that the show now has the opportunity to explore and expand to their hearts’ content.

And here’s where things get sticky.

Like I said, the first go around, I was happy with only two protagonists and now that I worry about characters’ feelings, I’m really glad that the show tried to expand the Winchesters’ social circle for you know, mental and emotional and spiritual wholeness. And all the new characters that got introduced at the beginning of season two are generally well-liked characters...now.

I mean, nobody didn’t like Bobby Singer, right? The boys lose one father figure and he is replaced by another - better, stronger, more paternal than the one before. He’s the perfect blend of back country tough love and big ol’ softie and everybody loves Bobby, right?

I don’t think anyone hated Ash either, although, you know, he’s kind of barely there. I gotta say, I do appreciate the amount of mullets that show up in the show. I mean, that’s commitment to a bit right there. Ash is their Guy in the Chair and he’s ridiculous and I am not ashamed to admit that I kind of love him.

Then there’s Ellen. Ellen “Definitely Didn’t Sleep With John That One Time” Harvelle. And she is GREAT. She comes right out of the gate with that Big Mom Energy. Ellen is your mom, if your mom could also drink you under the table and still shoot you between the eyes without spilling her glass. A+ job on this character, would recommend, would watch again. Why she disappears for so long, I’ll never know, but it’s probably some kind of bullshit reason that has to do with misogyny and “bad” attitudes and unequal pay.

Honestly, in a sea of testosterone, there emerged a much needed island of femininity, and that island was The Roadhouse. But The Roadhouse also brings us Jo.

Oof. You guys. Now listen, I’m gonna say a thing and that thing might be controversial but here goes: there is nothing wrong with Jo. I’ll say it louder so that Me back in 2008 can hear: THERE. IS. NOTHING. WRONG. WITH. JO.

I’ve done a little digging and it seems the “official” complaint for Jo is that she comes off too naive, too innocent. I...do not agree. At least one site I read through says fans called her “immature”, but watching it this time around, she’s light and bubbly, sure, but she seems very much aware of the world she lives in. If anything, it’s the people around her who treat her like a child, it’s not the character herself who comes off that way. This watch, I see a character who is confident and pretty damn capable. I think “No Exit” shows a character who is maybe more fully realized than I gave her credit for the first go around - she’s tough, she knows how to handle herself in a fight, and she’s quick on her feet. But she’s also a human person, capable of making mistakes and getting in over her head and we see her deal with that once she’s captured by Holmes. She holds her own in both Sass and Skill against Dean and I think, at the very least, she could have made a good addition to the team on a regular basis. She makes a nice foil for both brothers - Sam, who never wanted this life, and Dean, who is already struggling to remember why he does what he does. Given time, I think her character could have settled into something that really stood out in the show. But that’s the problem with new characters who are written to be green - they need time to grow. Supernatural never gave her that time.

I think the REAL problem is that Jo is very obviously introduced to be a love interest for Dean and yeah, that feels pretty shoe-horned in there. But I think we have to hand it to Alona Tal - she really is doing the best she can with the material she’s given, considering that the writing team seems to have done very little work on fleshing that character out up front. It’s like the writers were shocked that they had to write? A person? And not? A sex appeal????? And that feels very on-brand for CW.

Do I ship Jo and Dean? I don’t know. My OTP at 19 was Dean + Me, so I’m real thankful I had no interest in writing fic at the time and there’s no incriminating author-insert work out there. But if asked me to chose an OTP for this entire series now, I’d say I ship Dean and Happiness and I feel like these two could have been happy.

But fans hated Jo, so much so that the writers completely abandoned the love interest subplot and all but wrote her out of the show for good. She was not well liked in 2006 when this season aired and according to several fan sites I looked through, attitudes towards her didn’t warm up until she comes back in season five, basically just to die. Sure, she sacrifices her own life to save Sam and Dean, but she literally comes back to be cannon fodder and that’s what changes peoples’ attitudes towards her. Listen, I’m not saying there isn’t some weird gross misogyny to talk about down the line, but I think we have to acknowledge that this fandom is also guilty of some real girl-on-girl crime.

Now I was curious - what was it exactly that so many fans hated? Why was the backlash against this character particularly passionate? And boy guys, did I find an answer.

I knew this was coming. I knew I couldn’t avoid it. And I’m not happy about it. But I said I was gonna dive into this show and you can’t dive into SPN without acknowledging the darker spots of the show and one of those spots is: Wincest.

I just. Hoo boy. Listen, I am a Ship and Let Ship person. My kink is not your kink, your kink is not my kink, and we can all still get along. At least I hope we can all still get along, cuz fandom is occasionally terrifying and I don’t want anyone coming after me. But also, I did not realize...that they were so...prevalent? Like, seriously. I am very glad that I never actually used LiveJournal as I intended to use LiveJournal because 19-year-old me was not READY for that kind of Fandom.

And hey I...understand why this happened? Sort of? Like, for all of season one, this show is only about two VERY attractive men folk who have VERY good chemistry with each other. And I will admit, in the spirit of honesty, that I too disliked Jo because I felt that introducing a girlfriend character would destroy the brother-character dynamic that was the heart and soul of the show. And I don’t want to dig too deeply into that sense memory because I don’t know that I like where it leads.

But where this becomes a real problem is the implication that Jo was written out of the show because it interfered with the Wincest community? The idea that the Wincesters had that much power is chilling. Chilling. I mean, it’s one thing for a creator to take their fans into consideration when creating, it’s another thing entirely when the fandom makes a major plot point disappear. I mean, I don’t know what Alona Tal’s contract for season 2 was, but I do know that contracting for actors on a television series is affected by how many episodes they appear in. The number of episodes you’re in is also tied to things like pay rates (like those mandated by SAG) and where your name goes in the credits (top billing vs. end credits) Are you a guest star or a recurring character? Are you recurring or a series regular? Now, as a new character, it’s probable that Alona Tal was considered a guest star/recurring role and contract was per episode and not by the season - after all, that’s how the majority of the cast of The Office worked for all of season 1 and most of season 2. Angela, Oscar, Kevin, Meredith, Creed, Stanley, Phylis - they were all recurring characters, only contracted for each episode as it was being produced and they were in way more episode than Tal had in SPN. In fact, it was not until half way through season 2 (episode 11, “Booze Cruise”) that they were promoted to series regulars and received season-long contracts. But as the love interest for their lead, she was probably hired with the promise of getting promoted to series regular at some point in the future. Now imagine being Alona Tal, and finding out three episodes in that you’re not getting that season-long contract and you’re probably not coming back for season 3 because the fanbase is more into Brother-Lovin’ than your character. I mean. Guys.

Now can we really say that the Wincesters derailed a woman’s career? I don’t want to believe it, so I’m gonna say no. I am sure there was a lot of testing the character in key demographics and screenings with diverse audiences and graphs and charts and it wasn’t just that the producers of the show were endlessly scrolling through message boards on LiveJournal to see what kinks the fandom was into. I’m sure that was not the case because that is not the world I want to live in. But also, it definitely seems to have played a part. A REAL part.

So let’s move back to television structure instead - why is this world building important? The key lies in a lot of the “prestige” shows that stream today. A lot of them have really strong first seasons, but a sophomore slump in their second seasons. Emily VanDerWerff calls out Stranger Things specifically, which had a tight, streamlined story that wrapped up so nicely at the end of season 1 that season 2 was left to flounder, trying to find its feet and its new story to tell. And they're not the only ones - this is a trend we see in a lot of premise driven shows.

How did we get here?The trend in shorter seasons has been really appealing to a lot of writers and directors who would typically work for feature length films. That means that a lot of the best shows are being written more like long-form movies than television series. The first season is a complete storyline from beginning to end with little deviation from the Main Quest. There’s less wandering like you’d see in a 22 episode season. Less of those filler/self-contained episodes where the writers get to explore new concepts and character work. This leaves less to detract from the single stream-lined story, but it also leaves little for the writers to explore once the season is done. When you wrap up all the loose ends by your season finale, you’re stuck wondering what’s left of the story to tell in future seasons? By not wrapping up the loose ends in “Devil’s Trap”, and by using these first 8 episodes to expand on more lore, allies, and world to inhabit, SPN is able to make space to create more story for years to come.

NOW - can they keep that up for the next 14 seasons or will it get boring? Will we end up with comically overpowered heroes and villains that result in lower stakes? I mean, all of the characters die at LEAST once and come back, so how can SPN sustain the audiences’ concern for the characters when we’re never that worried for them? How much of the world is there left unexplored as you get farther into the series? How are they going to keep plots and arcs and characters new and fresh and exciting when we’re so familiar with everyone and everything? So many questions and so many episodes left to answer them!

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