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senjusonlygirlfriend · 2 years

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Tomans book club

𝑻𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒙 𝑮𝒏!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑻𝒘/𝑪𝒘'𝒔: 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒄(?), 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔,𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒔𝒕

𝑰𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝑻𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔

Being in a gang was tough, essentially not for someone that is faint hearten or is queasy easily. But alas, gang members get stressed due to all the constant fighting they have to do. So whats the best way to relive stress? Why it is to listen to their lovely sleep deprived friend, [First name] read to them. It first started as Mikey and them having a sleepover and him not being able to sleep.

So, [First name] offered to read to him since they had always been told they have a nice voice. Not even 10 minutes into the book Mikey was already fast alsleep, clung to [First name]’s side sleeping soundly. Of course Mikey shared this discovery that you could read people to sleep. So the Toman founders would invite you to sleepover’s ask you to read before bed to them.

At first you declined, it was a little embarrassing to be asked to read something. After a bit of peer pressure and Mikey giving the best puppy eyes he could you finally caved in. After a half an hour of reading a book out loud most of the members were asleep, limbs tangled with the person next to them as snores could be heard.

The ones that were asleep thanked you silently, going to bed as you followed behind them with going to sleep. Now you always invite them over to just listen to you read, now being one of those times. It was late afternoon, the sky being a dark purple color with the golden streetlights shining more brightly. There was lively chatter in your home as a living room as all the Toman founders were chatting with one another, waiting for their fellow comrades to arive. You had already had a new book picked out since you had finished the last one in your last reading session with them.

You were exhausted from the school day, now out of your unconformable school uniform and now in an over sized hoodie and a pair of sweatpants on, a thick book resting on your lap. As the last few members had arrived and sat down, the room went silent and all eyes went on you. This would have freaked you out with this many peoples attention.

“So what are we reading now?”

“Why is that book so big?!”

Agreements were voiced from both Baji’s and Mikey’s statements, Draken then shushing them so you could speak.

“This isn't just one book, but three. The author must have wanted to put them in one, and so they did. So, this book is called, “The Stand By Stephen King”. The back summery reads, “A patient escapes from a biological testing faculty, unknowingly carrying a deadly weapon: a mutated strand of super flu.....”

Your voice had cut through the air like a butter knife would butter, very smoothly. As you said each word with such delicately, but also firmness some of the guys had relaxed into the sofas and chairs they were sitting in, some leaning up on the sofa sitting on the floor. Mikeys head had already made it’s way to Drakens shoulder, Draken knowing he would have to be the one to carry and drive Mikey home.

Sanzu was even there, silently sitting next to Muto as you contained to read. Every so often you would stop reading for a second to take a sip of a very caffeinated new drink you were trying, knowing that you will have a hard time going to sleep tonight. But hey, when was your sleep scheduled never not wacky? Even when you noticed some dust or a speck on your glasses you would take them off and clean them, squinted at the book and reading before putting them back on.

You had honestly felt like a kindergarten teacher, reading to all the little kids during the school day. Of course these little gatherings would bring back memories when you were once a kid and was read to by the librarian, checking out books, and even going down to the library when you got older to say goodbye to they sweet, old librarian.

The night was winding down, and most guys were just sitting on the sofas and ground, eyes closed and fully relaxed. After another chapter you had annouced that you would be stopping for the day, earning groans from the guys.

“Sorry everyone, you just have to wait til the next session. Now go home, oh and Draken please drop Mikey off at his house yeah?”

You had walked everyone to your front door, telling them goodbye and to have a good night. Draken grumbled a ‘goodnight’ back to you, clearly not happy having to give his commander a piggy back ride because he feel asleep after promising not to anymore. Once again the house was deadly quiet, only the sounds of the crickets singing their song in the now pitch black nighttime. Oddly, all of your worries had vanished once you were reading to all your friends.

Shutting off all the lights and grabbing the book on the table that you had read, you walked back to your room putting the book back in it’s place, it staying there till your next book session with Toman. On on of your walls there was a collage of poliroad pictues, of course of all your past book meetings. There was one picture with Mitsuya’s face having a pp and a mustashe being drawn on by none other than Smiley.

You had remembered that night. Once Mitsuya had woken up he had went to the restroom, seeing the drawings on his face. Poor Smiley was being pointed at by everyone in the room when Mitsuya asked who had done it. Smiley then asked Mitsuya if he should had used a permanent marker, making Mitsuya lunge at him with the intent to kill a man. That night Mitsuya had chased him 2 blocks down from your house before he lost him, Smiley barely escaping with his life.

You chuckled to yourself at the fond memory. They were indeed a handful but you didn’t mind since you knew they would always be there for you.

#Tokyo Revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers scenarios #tokyorev headcanons #tokyo rev fluff #god I needed this after chapter 253 #my way of coping #mikey fluff #fluff #tokyo revengers toman #smiley

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noodlecupcakeswritings · 3 years

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Sanctify - Chapter 1 (Ben SoloxOC AU)

Ben Solo is looking for a new place to call home. When Snoke arrives offering a home, food, community for the simple price of manual labour Ben and a few others jump at the chance to start over. Upon arival at The First Order Ben meets Cora, Snokes daughter. Whilst Ben and Cora grow closer Ben learns the secrets of the town, and Cora has some secrets of her own.

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Warnings: Religious themes, Cult AU, Cult stuff, Implied abuse, No Ben in this chapter, Romance themes, Sexual themes

Prologue

The First Order reside at a small town, housing all 351 of their flock. Snoke has kept the flock going strong for at least thirty years. Disfigured by an accident, Snoke claimed that God had saved him and made him see the light. Eight years into his leadership and he had been gifted a child as he was unable to have his own.

Chapter 1

Cora

Today was Sunday, God’s day. Being the pastor’s daughter, I was expected to be at the town’s church to help set up before morning mass. Pulling my hair back in a tight bun, I pinned back any loose strands before heading downstairs. My father had already left, likely to go over what verses he planned to read today. Slipping my feet into my shoes, I left the house and walked through the small town. Climbing the steps of the church, I slipped inside to find my father as predicted. “Good morning,” I greeted.

Snoke looked up from his bible, his thin lips curving into a smile, “good morning.” Traversing the pews I made sure not a single bible out of place or it didn’t look too worn or battered. The wood creaked as someone else entered the church. Brendol Hux with his son Armitage in tow. Armitage was dressed in white, like myself. A symbol of our purity. All the unmarried members of the flock were expected to wear white and to be covered so that we may not be tempted by the flesh.

Armitage had been my closest friend since we were children. We were practically inseparable. It was just a shame he wasn’t husband material due to being born out of wedlock. My father had made it very clear to me what kind of man I would marry. But that didn’t mean I couldn’t have a crush on him. It certainly didn’t stop him from trailing after me like a lost puppy sometimes. Sometimes I believed he was more devoted to me than God. Not that I minded, it was nice to know there was someone willing to do anything for me.

“Good morning, Cora. Can I help at all?” Armitage asked. “Of course, I was just making sure everything was in its right place if you wanted to take the other side.” Armitage nodded, doing as I had asked without hesitation. Glancing at Brendol, I could already tell he was in a foul mood with his son. But Brendol was always in a foul mood with Armitage. It was as if Brendol wanted to make his son’s life miserable. I knew about the beatings Armitage received; I’d seen the bruises. Armitage always did his best to keep them hidden or play them off as if he had been clumsy. One day I would catch Brendol in the act and expose him to my father.

Once the pews had been checked, I took my usual seat at the front on the left side. Armitage sat beside me, a small fresh bruise on his lower jaw. Swallowing my rage for Brendol, I instead placed my hand on Armitage’s, comforting him. Armitage met my gaze, his deep green eyes looking sad like a puppy’s, whilst mine were full of pity. This was a look we had exchanged often; words didn’t need to be exchanged we knew what the other was thinking. Armitage always had to ensure I wouldn’t say anything, that I would always keep his secret, as if he were too ashamed to share it with anyone else.

The church filled with the rest of the flock, and soon everyone had taken their seats. Not a single person was late so as to not be seen as rude or disrespectful to our God and leader. Snoke opened today’s mass with the lord’s prayer, which we all recited with him. Hymns were sung and verses were read. “Our lord came to me last night; he believes we need to expand. That we should welcome some new lambs into our flock, ones that need saving from the sins of the world. Tomorrow I will take a small group with me to find these individuals and return them to us, where they will be born anew,” my father declared.

There were a few hushed whispers here and there, out of the thirty years my father had guided the flock we hadn’t accepted many newcomers here. Most didn’t last long enough. “Have faith. Have I ever led you astray? Have I ever endangered your lives, your children’s lives? Has our town ever been threatened?” He asked, looking around as if daring someone to speak up. We all knew the answer was no. Life here was perfect, almost like our own Eden. Whilst the others lacked faith, I didn’t. I knew my father would never do anything that could lead us to harm or ruin. Besides, if they didn’t trust my father, they didn’t trust in the word of God and that would make them traitors.

Service finished, allowing the flock to mingle and chat. Slipping outside, I walked to the large lake that sat behind the church. It was also the area we used for any ceremonies and events. Taking my shoes off, I sat on the grass and dipped my toes in the cold water. My dress was hiked around my knees, so I didn’t get it wet. “Cora?” Armitage called from behind me. Glancing over my shoulder at him, I smiled softly to invite him closer. His hesitancy to approach was because of my exposed lower legs, not that I cared if he saw them. Any higher than the knee and that would be a problem.

Armitage sat beside me; his gaze trained on the lake in front of him with his hands in his lap. “I wanted to see how you felt about your father finding potential new members for the flock,” he spoke softly. “I see no harm in it. It’s not like we accept newcomers all the time. I trust my father to pick only the ones he deems worthy, the ones that aren’t too far gone.” “I hope so, I wouldn’t want anyone endangering the flock, or you.” A soft smile spread across my face, “and you would protect me?”

Finally he turned to look at me, not without stealing a glance at my exposed legs first. “Of course. I’d do anything to keep you safe, to keep you happy,” he confessed. My smile grew at his sweet words and I placed my hand over his, “you always say the nicest things to me.” Taking the opportunity, Armitage laced his fingers with mine, “you deserve more than nice words, Cora.” A small bundle of blue forget-me-nots were growing around the lake, the flowers small and delicate. Picking a large stem, I brought them to my nose and inhaled the faint sweet scent.

“Like flowers?” I asked. Trailing the flowers down from my neck to my chest, I smirked as Armitage followed the trail down with his eyes. Catching himself, he picked his own forget-me-nots and gently threaded the stem through my hair. “Lots of flowers,” he replied with a small smile. I met his gaze once more, the gap between us seemingly smaller now. A tension was there too, one that I hadn’t experienced often and only with Armitage.

“Armitage! Stop bothering Cora and make yourself useful, boy!” Came Brendol’s voice. The moment was ruined, as was the peace. Armitage quickly got to his feet, a little flustered and panicked. “Coming!” He called back. Armitage helped me to my feet, my dress falling back into place to cover my legs before I slipped my shoes back on. “Armitage, you know you're always welcome to use the spare room if your father gets too much tonight,” I reminded him. “I know and I’m eternally grateful for your generosity.” I’d offered him the spare room multiple times, but he never took me up on it. Watching him go, I knew that tonight would be no different.

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The next morning I made father breakfast as part of my usual routine. As his daughter, it was my job to cook and clean. And I took great pride in my cooking. As it was his last proper breakfast for the next few days, I wanted to make it special, so I had gone all out with bacon, eggs, sausages, and toast. We prayed over breakfast before eating. After washing the dishes, father and I headed down to the town’s gates. A car was already ready and waiting with two other community elders inside. Unfortunately, Brendol was not one of them.

My father turned to me, taking my hands in his as if he could sense my nerves. It wasn’t often he left, and I always worried about what he would come across and all the sinful temptations out there. “Worry not, daughter, I have the strength of God on my side. Who knows, perhaps I’ll even bring you back a husband,” he teased. “Now that would be a miracle.”

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lovelivingmydreams · 3 years

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Family and identity

And so we have arived at a new chapter in the Paper Flowers au. This one complete from the start. I promise. For those who missed it, previous instalment can be found here.

All the chapters can be found in the pinned post t the top of my page.

In this chapter Patton takes Roman's unintentionally given advice and it goes as well as you could expect. Enjoy!

Virgil was lying on his bed listening to music. He was feeling pretty okay. Not great, but all things considered he was having a good day. Usually that thought would make him panic and try to remember what he was doing wrong. But right now, he wasn't going to question it. He had a list, he checked it twice, today was just going to be nice.

Roman was really getting to him. Here he was once again being optimistic. And rhyming on top of that.

A sudden knock on his door had him confused. Hardly anyone knocked on his door.

Princey wouldn't knock on that one. The field had become their hang out spot. They watched movies, talked, listened to music or brainstormed together. It was nice.

So it wasn't Princey.

Janus and Remus were out too. Both tended to invite themselves inside if they wanted to bother him. One more reason to be happy with the field. He'd spent some alone time in there truly at peace knowing nothing could harm him there. If he didn't have to look after Thomas he'd probably move there permanently. And he supposed he couldn't leave Princey to deal with the specs on his own...

Speaking off those two. At least one of them was at his door.

The knocking was back. “Kiddo? You in there?”

Virgil frowned confused as he got up and walked to the door.

"Patton?" He said in surprise as he opened it. Sure he'd figured it had to be him or Logan. But between the two he would've put his money on Logan. Patton usually just announced that dinner was ready and left before Virgil could even respond. Then Virgil would go down to collect a plate and leave for his room right away. He'd been tempted to stay and listen to Roman's stories once or twice since they became friends. To gang up on him with Logan, pointing out holes in the grand tales and laugh along as Patton made a joke, making them all forget what they'd been talking about. But he figured he better not intrude on family time and risk messing up. They tolerated him when they were working. If he forced his company on them in their free time they'd probably send him back down. And as much as he cared about his fellow outcasts, he couldn't go back there….

Would his key work if he did? He should test it out, just in case…

He was getting of track. “What's wrong?” he asked. Trying to sound like he couldn't care less. He leaned against the doorframe to sell it better. Inside he was terrified.

Patton smiled at him nervously, leaning back and forth on his heels, wringing his hands. Why was he here? He clearly didn't want to be.

“Nothing wrong kiddo… just… dinner will be ready soon. Why don't you join us?”

What? “Better not,” he huffed looking at his fidgeting hands with a raised brow. He planned to turn around and close the door to freak out in peace, but then…

Patton balled his hand in fists at his side and stopped wiggling. “Sorry, but that wasn't really a request Anxiety. You live with us, so you join in for family dinners. I make Roman come out of the imagination, I drag Logan away from his work, up until now I’ve given you time to adjust and join us on your own time. But I’m done waiting. Pizza night is family dinner night. I expect you at the dinner table in 15 minutes.” And before Virgil could respond he turned and went downstairs.

Virgil went back in and shut the door. What was going on? Should he go ask Roman if Patton said something? Should he go to the others? Maybe this is a weird joke from J?

Or maybe this is a test? Or maybe Patton is looking for a good reason to send him back down? Proof that he doesn’t fit in with them? No, that doesn’t sound like Patton at all… what should he do?

“Dinner is ready!” Patton’s voice pulled him out of his panic. He’d been worrying for a full 15 minutes and now it was too late…

He took in a deep breath. He would not mess up. He just had to get trough dinner. And Roman would be there to distract Patton right? Right. He could do this.

When he arrived downstairs Roman and Logan were already seated and served.

Roman saw him enter and paused his recollection of his latest adventure to look at him.

“Evening Seymore Krelbore,” he greeted with an elaborate gesture.

“Likewise Bummertime,” he replied as he loaded his own plate and, to the surprise of both Roman and Logan went to sit at the never before used chair. Patton looked pleased at least.

He didn’t think he could handle a conversation though. Luckily he didn’t have to. Roman continued his story as if nothing had interrupted it and Virgil got away with just eating his pizza, thanking Patton for dinner when he was done, putting his plate in the dishwasher and leaving for his room.

Roman watched Virgil going up the stairs. He wasn’t surprised that shortly after he disappeared from sight he could feel a swift, but urgent pulsing from the key in his pocket.

He wanted to join Virgil at once, but then Logan said something that drew his attention.

“Patton? What’s the problem?” Roman looked at the paternal side and saw that he was looking up at the stairs with a frown.

Patton sighed and slumped in his chair, letting his head fall into his hands.

“It worked, but I don't know if I can keep doing this,” Patton explained.

“What worked Padre?” Roman wondered.

“Tough love… patience didn't get him to open up to us, but you seem to get him to at least talk to you for more than a minute nowadays. So I thought… maybe if I pushed just a little? I'm sure there is a wonderful kiddo hiding under that eyeshadow. I thought that making him join family dinner would help?” Patton explained. Roman felt a little guilty. One, he had given Patton this idea that had put both Virge and the moral side through a tense dinner for their troubles. Two he had all the answers to make Pat feel better… no. It was not his place to tell. Patton would understand.

He laid a reassuring hand on the eldest side’s shoulder. “If you wish I shall retrieve the pumpkin king in the future,” he promised.

Patton thought about it for a bit. “Are you sure Roman? Will he even come if you ask?” he wondered.

Roman chuckled and bowed. “No worries Padre I will ensure his company won't be lacking on pizza night ever again,” he vowed though he wondered if he'd have to break that promise.

He'd cross that bridge when he got there. He used his key to get to the field. The others never questioned his doors. He was the prince of imagination after all. Things like this were expected.

Once he closed his door, he looked around. Where… he spotted an empty spot in the otherwise smooth sea of origami flowers. He smiled as he walked over and sat down next to it. One leg straight in front of him, his other bent at the knee. He leaned back to look up at the clouds passing by. Supporting his weight with his hands.

“They do look lovely today,” he started casually.

“Still not doing it Princey,” Virgil replied to a question Roman had yet to start building up to.

“He meant well, he just wants…”

“Me to be part of the family, I know!” Virgil groaned as he sat up hugging his knees to his chest. “But I’m not and I’ll never be. You didn't see him when he told me to join dinner. He thinks that I’ll turn into one of you. All soft and optimistic. And he wont have to be scared of me anymore. That can't happen, for everyone's sake. I have to make you guys cautious. So we can't tell him.”

Roman could tell the subject was over. He'd tried to encourage Virgil to let the others in as well a few times. Normally he'd probably push harder, perhaps even until he crossed a line that wasn’t meant to be crossed. Ruining their friendship in the process. But the field was so relaxing, and their friendship was comfortable and safe enough that he felt he could fake his time considering his words. He'd found himself realizing that he kept parts of himself hidden from the others as well. Parts that he feared would make them loose respect for him. Virgil knew about some by now. He had very quickly picked up on how stressed the spotlight made him sometimes. He knew talking about Remus made him feel guilty and terrified though they hadn't talked about the why yet. Anyway, Roman would be a hypocrite if he made Virgil tell the others about his true self if he wasn’t willing to do so himself.

Roman sighed under the heavy atmosphere.

“Hey Virgil?” he asked, a small burst of pride exploding in his chest as he said Virgil's proper name. He was still getting used to it. And he was glad for their battle of the nicknames or he definitely would have slipped in front of the others by now.

Virgil looked up, curious what Roman wanted.. “Yeah?”

“Did you actually listen to my adventure? Cause it gave me a few ideas…”

Virgil chuckled. Roman was probably just looking for an excuse to tell it again. Knowing this Virgil nodded. “Yeah I heard you.” Roman's face fell a little, though he tried to play it off and Virgil grinned teasingly. “But best to make sure I remember all the important details right?”

Roman lit up, not even caring that Virgil just messed with him. He jumped straight into story teller mode.

“So there I was…”

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The Prince found himself once more locked in combat with his arch nemesis.

Theirs was as rivalry written in the stars. An ancient battle between the heavenly lights of goid versus the dark depths of evil.

And he couldn't have asked for a better opponent.

“How long have we been doing this dance? Surrender! You know you cannot win!” he bellowed readying his sword.

“Never! And 5 years today! Don’t pretend you don't know that,” his opponent growled.

The prince gasped, moved. “You remembered!” he exclaimed in awe. He hadn't been sure if the lord of evil cared enough.

“Of course you nitwit,” his foe grumbled a bit flustered before regaining composure. “Now die!”

Both men raised their weapons and charged with a battle cry.

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You are browsing tumblr.

Thomas's latest vine was hillarious. You are probably way too attached to the villain character though. He's existed about 18 seconds. You take comfort in the fact that you are not the only one. There is art and fics about him and the prince popping up everywhere.

And boy do people ship it. Suddenly you see a thread that catches your eye. You start reading.

"Considering how well liked he is, Prince's nemesis should have a name if Thomas isn't going to at least give him a title. I vote Marcus. It sounds badass and it is. It comes from Mars, God of war. All hail to our future overlord."

You chuckle. But Marcus does sound good. The thread continues with another fander stepping in.

"He should have a name. But knowing Thomas I'd think it's Kevin."

If you'd been drinking you would have choked on it. Kevin?

A reply from yet another user. "Let me guess you are one of that idiot Prince's squires? I'm with OP. The dark lord is called Marcus."

Oh this is getting spicy.

"Well you are clearly a henchman. Just look at how the guy is dressed! He looks like a 2000's emo kid. Defenitely a Kevin. XD"

There were more replies of people proclaiming themselves as either squires or henchmen. It's all in good fun. Plenty of laughing emoji's made that clear. You hit reblog and take a moment to consider who you are going to join.

Thomas has no clue what he's started.

Next chapter: By any other name

#sanders sides #ts sides #virgil sanders #roman sanders #prinxiety #platonic or romantic #paper flowers au #patton sanders

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ot7withoneflower · 3 years

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WARNING: REALLY BRUTAL AND ROUGH

Hi im newbie for this but i will try... Actually my english is very bad so just ignore it.. I like ot7 so i kinda like story if all of them together..

Contain: Brutally, Angst, Fingering, Licking, Toys, Tied up, Ass, Overstimulation, Rough, Delicious, Dumb Pussy, Bigger Dick, Longer Dick, Ot7, Double

Summary: she want like she pretend that she want overstimulation for about 1 week and being tied up.. and after that they rest and continue by one by one fuck her with toys still being tied up.. and then after that she want the dick inside her

Part 1: Sell and Buy

Y/n was 23 years old and lives in orphange house. But after she turn 23 she decide that she want to lives outsides and runaway from that house.. She been going to seek for a job because she doesn have money.. And one man found her behind the alley and decide to take her in the building.. But turns out that building is a club that sell people and being a slave sex...

After Y/n knows about that she want to run away but it to late because she being lock up in one room with some women... And the women make y/n have bath and eat... After that happen The man that found her came in and tell her that if she dont wanna die she must follow everything that she being told.. Y/n just so scare and end up just nodd..

The man get call from someone that ask some girl for them and turns out it actually bts manager... The manager explains what the member want and the Boss decide to sell Y/n to them.. Y/n just follow the manager and being tied up and blindfolded and arive at one house most like a big villa that no neighbourhood.....

After arrive to that house she being told the rules that made by member which is the member only want She doing blowjob only...

V is the first member that went to her to get a blowjob... And then the other member follow after that to take turn...

Y/n really have a nice body and she is very beautiful.. And Bts really drool over her... But they never made Y/n have sex with them.. They only tell ter to squeez her tit infront of them and let her watch everyday about sex videos... After 8 month with them.. Y/n really want to have a sex with the member but she cant because the member rejecting her... Then she came with a plan on her own that can make Bts have it with her..

Also Bts actually have secret room that have all of kind sex toys everything... They keep it from Y/n because they dont want Y/n because Y/n is so kind to them... But they really rough when it comes to sex

The plan goes... she buy a new phone so that she can pretend to be a guys that want to fuck with her... Y/n being a different day by day.. she keep laughing at he phones and the boys like who is she message... It continue for 1 week half... Y/n cant wait for their reaction...

What happen next??

She decide to make move by said that she want to go buy grocery but take a cloth with her.. They just tell her to came home early.. And the next day jimin really furious about it and talked to member about Y/n.. But then Y/n come out with Very sexy cloth and tell that she want to go to friend house And Jhope really angry about it and grab her... He ask where du you want to go with that cloth.. and the member start to checking her phone... She pretend that she got caught up... Jin was shocked by the message... And Yoongi read it and Said okay... if that what you want.. We can give it more than it to make you ours... ONLY OURS.. Then this part Y/n really get afraid...

I'm sorry ifmy story bored and my english is not good :) I will continue this story...

#bts fic #bts smut #bts rough #bts ot7 #bts fluff #bts imagines #sexyasiangirl #sexslave

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marauderspoet · 3 years

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here is my headcanon for how marauders era girls spent their valentines day in their 6th year!

they started the day of with waking up at 04.00 am each of them had planned something to do during the day and Lily and Alice weren't dating anyone (yet), so they were really excited for the idea of spending the day together. Marlene and Dorcas were dating eachother and had been since the begining of their 3rd year at hogwarts but they were perfectly fine with spending their valentines day with Lily and Alice. They were happy to have a change this year.

Dorcas had planned the first activity they woke up, got ready and headed out their dorm quietly. They quickly got into Dorcas's car and drove to a beautiful flower field next to a old train track. Dorcas brought out some food a big cloth and layed it down

(imagine it something like this but with more flowers <3)

they all sat down and unpacked their food for a unforgettable picnic, they ate their breakfast peacefully while listening to their favorite playlist that they had made together with all the songs that reminded them of how much they should cherish their teen years

♪♪𝐹𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑦 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑖𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑚𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑦

𝐴𝑠 𝑖 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒

𝐺𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 u

𝑁𝑜 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑖 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑙

𝐶𝑖𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚

𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑛

𝑆𝑜𝑓𝑡 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘

𝑁𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑦 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑠

𝑑𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑑𝑜

𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡

𝐿𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛

𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑

𝐿𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑟♪♪

-Cigarette Daydreams by cage the elephant

they all listened to the song Marlene resting her head on Dorcas's shoulder while everyone cuddling

after finishing up with their picnic they get back into the car blasting music, Lily drooping from the window

they arive to their next location again picked by Dorcas a beautiful lakeside. They were the only people there so they change into their bathing suits and jump into the water splashing and throwing eachother, piggy back riding and trying to push eacother of as they do so.

After splashing eachother for hours they get out and lay down at the fallen tree trunks while blasting the song tounge tied.

Not so long later Marlene drags everyone out and they all dance while singing the lyric

"𝑻𝑨𝑲𝑬 𝑴𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑩𝑬𝑺𝑻 𝑭𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑵𝑫'𝑺 𝑯𝑶𝑼𝑺𝑬

𝑰 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑫 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑵 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑰 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑵𝑶𝑾

𝑫𝑶𝑵'𝑻 𝑮𝑬𝑻 𝑴𝑬 𝑻𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑮𝑬 𝑻𝑰𝑬𝑫

𝑫𝑶𝑵'𝑻 𝑾𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑵𝑶 𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑫𝑩𝒀𝑬"

As the song finished the four girls got up and made their way to the car for their next destination

as they were pretty tired they all slept in the car well.. except Dorcas, even tho she said she was fine Lily did make her change positions half way the trip so she could also get some rest

Their next destination was picked by alice, she had suggested to go to the candy factory down town after a hour of driving they made it there it was a big, very big factory with a every single type of candy you could imagine Marlene and Dorcas sprinted their way into the candy jewlery making area and started making evrery single type of candy they saw

Eventually they sad down after hours of runing around and grabbing candy (including being screamed at by five diffrent employes) and started making bracelets while Lily and Alice walked around admiring every single candy piece they saw.

After spending a good 2 hours they bought around 10 bags of candy and headed out the store recieving many bad looks from the employes there.

It was time for the second place Alice had picked she only told Lily cause she was the one driving and they had become super close lately she would rant to Lily about her boy troubles and not so suprisingly Lily was a very good listener.

25 minutes later they arrived standing right in front of the animal shelter that they were about to enter

Alice had talked to the owners and decided to volunteer together to the shelter. They all immedietly ran inside and were greeted my hundereds of dogs,cats you name it. They all started petting and feeding every single one of them and chatted with the owners a little learning about each animals past life. Some of them were abondened cause the owners didnt like them, others were abused by previos owners but now they were here, they were safe. They all decided after graduating they would buy their house that they will live together with and come adopt animals here. With that they exsited the shelter and made their way to the next location.

By this time they started getting hungry even tho they had eaten many many candys this was perfect on Lily's part cause her plan was to take the girls to a cafe.

Yes it sounded lame but this cafe was diffrent it was a flower shop and a place where people could go write some poetry and display them on the walls. She went there a lot when she wanted to clear her mind from things and it usually helped. After driving for a good 45 minutes they made it there, they got changed into some clean clothes and went in.

As they entered the smell of fresh baker bread and pastry filled their nose, the walls were filled with old looking papers with diffrent handwriting notes.They quickly sat down ordered some food that came with a piece of old looking sailor paper which they knew was for the poetry

They all ate their food while writing in silence, it was a comfortable silence with the sound of classical music filling their ear. Lily finished hers she got up and hang hers up next to many other works the rest of them did the same and they walked over to the flower section, they were astonished by the selection of diffrent flowers as they looked around They each got bouqets with their favorite flowers paid for them and left the store.

Lily's next stop was about a hour away if they walked so they decided to park the car and walk admiring the beautiful architecture around them they chatted and the hour didnt even seem that long since they didnt even realise they were at the next stop.

They were at a art museum, it was such a Lily place to go to but they didnt mind as they entered and tried not to get kicked out for being loud Lily gave them lectures on all the artwork and statues around them, Lily loved learning about all there things, it made her feel something and everytime she researched about these for hours flipping through pages of old books in a old library for hours made her feel at home. She talked and gave lectures about the history behind every piece and the girls couldn't help but just become so proud of her. They spent hours and hours there and before leaving they look a couple pictures of eachother.

It was getting later and by the time they got to the car it was already 5pm now marlenes request was perfect for the time they first drove back to their school to get to their dorms they each took a quick shower and changed into some aestehtic but comfortable clothes. Marlene's first request was pretty basic she had rented four bikes and suprised the girls.They quickly went down the streets and headed to Marlene's bigger plan but had a lot of fun while teasing eachother trying to get eachother to fall while trying not to get run over cars,

During the way Lily had opened her favorite playlist and was blasting some songs

𝑻𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒘𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈

𝑺𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆

𝑾𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏...........

The sun was about to set at this point and they had arrived at the last location. There was a huge carnaval standing right in front of them. They quickly dropped their bikes of at the place Marlene had bought them and headed to the carnaval. They were all hungry at this point because they hadn't eaten anything since their lunch at the poetry cafe so they ate hot dogs and bought candy apples,cotton candy alongside eating the food they had gotten from the candy factory.

They spent hours going in diffrent rides marlene and Dorcas going on all the couples rides whole Lily and Alice played the games that are just impossible to beat but managed to get some teddy bears for eachother. They went on many rollercoasters even tho Lily and Alice weren't really willing to but did it for Marlene and Dorcas.

After going on all of the fun rides like spinning teacups, the death drop and one of their favorites the Ferris wheel since the view was insanely beautiful they decided to head back to their dorm it was 1.00 am at this point but they didnt care they ran like maniacs in the middle of the road while singing at the top of their lungs cause they know they aren't going to be teenagers forever and they might not even live through another year

That was one hell of a day.

hello everyone that has read this!! this took me very long but tbh i love how it turned out and i really really hope you guys will as well! This story is also a reminder to make the most of your teenage years (which i am not atm and am sad)i also have a instagram account @/marauders_poet i would really appreciate it if you guys checked it out and if you are from tumblr dm me! i would really love to see who from tumblr will find me and i love chatting so dont be worried! love you all and i might put this story on wattpad if it does well i will update everyone on that :)

love you all!! <3

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madness-curin-sadness · 4 years

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A Killing Eve theory.

"It was Eve who killed Kenny"

It makes sense, everyone knows that Eve was the only one who was around Kenny when he died. Eve saw his body drop from the roof. She found his dead body on the pavement. - Eve could have already been at the office with Kenny sitting on the roof top.

Eve gets a birthday cake. Upset and fearful Eve brings the birthday cake up to the roof. Eve realizes because it is a bus themed birthday cake it is from Villanelle. Eve gets mad and impulsively throws the cake off of the roof, she instantly reaches for the cake at the same time, but it is too late, the cake splats on the ground. - At first we see Eve staring at the cake that is set on top of a office chair. One of the office chairs is fumbled over upside down next to a puddle of water. Eve and Kenny could of been sitting in those two chairs. Perhaps there was a altercation with Eve and Kenny resulting in Eve pushing Kenny off of the roof. That is why we see Eve reach after the cake immediately after she throws the cake off the roof. She regrets throwing the cake away or she regrets pushing Kenny off the roof. Hmm idk?

Eve arives at the office. She can not find Kenny so she calls him. Eve sees that Kenny left his phone on his desk and Kenny falls off the roof in the background.- Why would Kenny leave his phone on his desk? Most importantly why would the assassin or killer leave Kenny's phone on his desk? By the way, the desk where Eve finds Kenny's phone when she calls him was not left on Kenny's desk. Well maybe they just wanted to get the window background shot, so that's why Kenny's phone was left there.

Eve starts drinking heavily to cope with Kenny's death. - A drinking mechanism it is not okay but it is pretty reasonable, especially after seeing a close friend die. We see Eve standing outside drunk and smoking in the rain by herself at Kenny's memorial service. - We originally think Eve is just sad about Kenny's death. Then we see Eve acting like a hot mess at the memorial service, pushing the idea that Kenny did not commit suicide. We then believe Eve thinks Kenny's death was The Twelve's doing. We know Kenny, he wouldn't commit suicide, that is why we believe Eve.

We see Eve later at a bar drinking with Kenny's phone. I first thought, "omg she has Kenny's phone.. Yes she can find out who killed him". The only time we question why Eve has Kenny's phone is when Eve is with Jamie and Bear at the office. Jamie is questioning Eve's motives about not giving up Kenny's phone to them. Jamie purposely moves the conversation towards Eve personally. Eve says, "... see this isn't about me." And then Jamie says, "see that is where I think you're wrong, if this all wasn't about you, you wouldn't be keeping the phone." It is there where we assume, "yes Kenny's death and his information on his phone is linked to Eve and The Twelve.", so yes this all is about Eve. But what if Eve simply kept Kenny's phone because she was the one who accidentally killed him and there is too much information on his phone that connects Eve to Kenny?

Eve killed Kenny and she doesn't remember doing it. - What if Eve actually killed Kenny? Eve has been showcased in the show many times zoning out, losing track of time, doing odd things agressivly without thinking, and talking to herself. Something to think about; Eve was depressed over Villanelle shooting her, she was sad about Kenny's death, Eve kissed Villanelle and headbutted her, Eve was heartbroken seeing Niko nearly get killed, but then Niko lived and now she is energized to find out who did it. At first it did not make sense to why Eve's character kept switching up emotionally, but this might be why. Bair with me.

Eve tracks down Dasha and tries to kill her. - While bowling Dasha mocks Eve's relationship with Villanelle. Dasha threatens Eve, Eve does not back down nor does she get scared. Instead Eve believes it was Dasha who tried to kill Niko and that Dasha tried to frame it on Villanelle. That possibility upsets Eve, Eve gets fired up, and she wants to find Villanelle. In the process of finding Villanelle she stumbles upon Dasha who is almost dead on the ground via the hands of Villanelle. Eve checks on Dasha worriedly at first thinking Dasha is dead. Dasha is not dead, Eve ask, "where is she?" refering to Villanelle. Then Dasha speaks up and she mocks Niko's "Stalin" like mustache. Thus confirming that it was Dasha who tried to kill Niko. That switches something in Eve, Dark Eve, and Eve tries to kill Dasha by stepping on Dasha's sternum slowly. Eve had that crazy look in her eye, the same one Villanelle gets when she kills. But Eve snaps out of it, Eve stops what she is doing and takes off when she hears police sirens. The way Eve moods and actions keeps switching up so fast make me feeling like Eve is suffering from some sort of personality disorder.

Carolyn finds out who killed Kenny in ep. 8. - In one of the promo trailers to KE S3x08 we see Caroyln sat at a computer. She says, "oh my." It seems Carolyn has finally seen the information on Kenny's death that Mo found and was going to show her. Carolyn does not seem mad but kind of shocked and worried. This is where I can see Eve being the one who killed Kenny. Carolyn does not usually have a huge reaction to news but at this point I'd imagine she would. The only way Carolyn would react like that would be if Kenny did kill himself or if it was Eve.

Villanelle and Eve are the same. If all of this ended up being true it would mean that Villanelle and Eve are both at points in their lives where they regret killing someone close to them. Villanelle does not want to kill anymore because killing her mom has scarred her. Eve accidentally killed Kenny, Eve nearly killed off Dasha, Eve is spiralling out and she knows it. So Eve turns to Villanelle because she wants to see Villanelle but also because Eve needs help. This is all while Villanelle and Eve have very strong feelings for each other. This outcome would be crazy. But I mean we already love an unstable couple so it wouldn't matter lol.

"Idk how much I believe this theory. I mean I would not be suprised if it ended happening. However, it does not look like this will be the ending outcome, so I do not bet on it. Because Eve loved Kenny, why would she accidentally kill Kenny and how would she do it without realizing? I just don't see it. It was obviously The Twelve who killed Kenny. It was probably that other assassin woman Rhina who hangs around Héléne. Like why else would that woman kill Mo? Anyways, yeah it's just fun to theorize about the this amazing show."

#killing eve #eve polastri #villanelle #villaneve #oksana #villanelle x eve #killing eve theories #killing eve season 3 #killing eve season 3 episode 8

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th3fallenang3l · 5 years

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Into The Night #11

It was one o clock by the time Maire settled on an outfit. Ringlets of gold framing silver eyes, cascading over a sleeveless black crop top, paired with light blue ripped skinny jeans. Gazing at her reflection once more, Marie smoothed out little wrinkles before nodded to herself, satisfied.

Walking into the hallway, she briefly glanced at her mothers before saying, “I’m going out, I won’t be back until late.” Not bothering waiting for a reply as she walked straight out the front door. There were still seven hours before she would meet Jenna, her butterfly. And there was much to do before then.

Making her way down her street, Maire idly picked up doffoldils and daisies she saw in the grass of her neighbors’ lawns. Increasing her pace as lush green lawns faded to barren sidewalks, few trees to be spoken of as the road next to her expanded. Soon, she had reached her destination, the quick quarter shop, where items were sold a fourth of their regular price.

Maire found a treasure trove of plush pillows, feather soft blankets, and a vast selection of candy. Content with what she had scored, Maire was on her way out of the store when a flash of silver caught her eye. Looking closer, her eyes roved over a bracelet, featuring a rose gold butterfly, inlaid with emerald spots along the outer edges of the wings. The original price was twelve dollars... making the new price nine... digging in her pocket, Marie couted every penny she had, praying it would be enough.

Luck appeared to be on her side, as her total of thirty-two fifty-seven was the exact amount of money she carried with her. Holding her gift to her heart, Marie made her way to the school, ariving at six-thirty. Stealing a glance around, Maire verified she was alone before scaling the side of the building, assisted by the enormous oak that sat beside the school. In no time, Maire set up her new supplies, creating a soft hollow in thr valley between to of the roof’s peaks.

Just as she laid out the final touches, bright pink caught flashed into her vison, sunlight creating a halo around a slow moving figure, who glanced around timidly as they approched. Checking the time, Maire’s heart swelled as the time only read seven-forty five. Her guest was early.

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bigtoadheroflower-blog · 5 years

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Just a Dream

It is night time and all the titans are asleep but one is having trouble sleeping.

Raven: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

titans run to Raven's room to help

Raven: HELP ME HELP ME PLEASE ROBIN CYBORG BB STAR PLEASE HELP HELP AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Robin: RAVEN WAKE UP I'M HERE OH I MEANT WE ARE HERE!

Raven: w-what happened?

Starfire: you were screaming for help to your friends dear friend Raven.

Beastboy: yeah she was like help me help me *chuckles*...

Cyborg: bb this isn't funny she could've been hurt now Raven should smack you for saying that.

Raven: *blushes embarrassing*

Robin: *turns to titans* you guys go to sleep ill deal with thus okay.

Titans: yeah

Titans left to their rooms leaving only raven and robin alone

Robin: Raven can we talk?

Raven y-yes

Robin: *sits down next to raven* can you tell me everything?

Raven: starts explaining everything to robin about how she saw her father and that he was coming back and he was still going to take over the world because what happened was a mistake.

Raven: *starts crying* I don't wanna bexpme the portal again I don't want it to happen.

Robin: hey hey don't cry *hugs her* if that does happen we will defeat him again just like before...

Robin: *gets up*

Raven: WAIT! please dont leave me im scared *grabs his hand* please ...

Robin: im not leaving we both are put something nice on ...

Raven: why? where are we going ?

Robin: it's a surprise just wear something nice okay I'll be back let me change too

Raven: o-okay

Robin puts on some black jeans and a button up blue shirt. Raven puts on for the first time a beautiful blue diamond dress thats wrapped by the neck and on her waste is 2 pieces cut off she uses a spell to make her hair curly and longer .

Robin: *shocked* wow! Raven you look beautiful...

Raven: *blushes* thank you ... you look cute too *smiles*

Robin: shall we go...

Raven: I-I guess

Robin takes her hand...

A limo is waiting outside

Raven: okay now you have to tell me where we are going to be going in a limo it must be fancy...

Robin: okay fine I'll tell you my father is having a gala at the wayne mansion and he said I had to go but i couldnt go alone so therefore i needed a date and well also I might have told my father and brother when they were teasing me that i had a girlfriend hehe and i said i would bring her... so now they are expecting to meet you ...

Raven: *blushes* you mean batman and me girlfriend uhhh...

Robin: yeah sorry i got you into this

Raven: no no its okay im honored to be with you because no one would ever wanna date me...

Robin what do you mean? i sould love to date you you're smart kind and theres an entire list that im not gonna go through because...

Robin stares at ravens lips and eyes

Raven because what?

Robin *doesnt hold back* and he grabs raven and kisses her

Raven:mmmmph

raven cant take it either she grabs him by the neck and kisses him back.

1 hour later they arive at the gala...

Robin: babe c'mon let me present you to my father... father this is Raven my girlfriend raven my father

Raven: hello Mr.Wayne its a pleasure to meet you

bruce: please call me bruce and Raven i hardly recognised you, you are completely different from the pictures but i will say either ways you are beautiful

Raven: thank you sir

Bruce: i wonder how did robin get you sometimes robin are you sure this is your girlfriend she seems like to much for you*teases*

Robin: pretty sure

Bruce: prive it please son *teases more*

Robin leans into raven grabs her and kisses her while Raven kisses him back.

Bruce: ok son you have done well ;) walks away

Robin: okay i think i will present you to my brother's

Raven: o-okay

Robin: don't be scared babe im right here ... kisses on the cheek while the brothers walk up to them ...

brother: hey robin and who might this be?

Robin: my beautiful girlfriend

Raven: hello

Brother's: hello

walks aways

they enjoy the party for a little then raven tells robin thats shes tired and want to go to sleep so they say goodbye and robin checks out in a luxurious hotel on the top floor next to the ocean.

Robin: *carries Raven up to the room*

Raven: but robin i dont have any pajamas

Robin: oh neither do i let me call stores to make them drop some cloths off okay babe

Raven: Robin why do you keep calling me that?

Robin: because i love you and you are my girlfriend...

Raven: *blushes*

20 minutes latee okay so they dropped off some cloths they dropped off these shorts and a tang top foe you and just shorts for me

Raven: theses short are really short *laughs* im going to take a shower and tame all this makeup off...

Robin: okay ill wait here...

raven takes a shower and puts on her pijamas vut when she walks in the door she finds a surprise waiting for her her favorite movie is playing while theres pizza and popcorn and drinks for her she looks at robin robin smiling at her...

Raven: whats all this for?

Robin: this is for you and me and i have to ask you something?

Raven gets in the bed and sits down while robin sits down beside her ...

Raven: ask me anything *smiles*

Robin: your so beautiful when yiu smile

Raven: *blushes*

Robin : okay raven would you like to be my real girlfriend?

Raven: yes yes yes i will she leans in and kisses him ...

Robin: c'mon lets go to bed and watch your movie...

Raven: okay

They cuddle in bed amd fall alseep.

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criis55 · 5 years

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11 Questions!

I was tagged by @icameheretowinry , thank you ;)

Rules:

Answer the 11 questions you've been asked.

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Ask your nominees 11 questions.

Let them know you've nominated them.

1. What countries have you traveled to?

Ha, like if I traveled! Okay, I went to Switzerland with school to see the particle accelerator and 2 years ago I also went one week to Berlin with my friends.

Well, may I add that 2 years ago I also went to Andorra for a day with my family and we also crossed the border with France, but nothing else...

2. If you found $100 on the ground, what would you do with it?

Buy a tablet so I can draw digital art... Maybe It's not enough (idk I haven't checked the prizes) but then I'd save it in order to buy one!

3. What was the last gift you received?

Mmmh... I'm afraid the last thing I received were my Reyes Magos gifts😅 in particular a certain FMA book which arrived here week late...

(But now that I think about it... I also received a postcard from my friend from Finland and I consider that a present too😊! So that's gonna be the most recent one!)

4. If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?

Noooo I love al lot of kinds of foods!! And I think that if I was only able to eat one of them I'd end up hating it😖 that's why I don't wanna choose a fave food here... Ugh, I'd die from hunger, next question!

5. What is your favorite holiday?

Mmm... Maybe Christmas? I'm not a religious person but it gives you the chance to reunite yourself with the family and receive some presents too...🙄

6. What qualities you value the most in a friend?

Loyalty, kindness and honesty.

7. What's the best thing that happened to you this week?

Mmmh still on monday and it's not been my best tbh... But I have to admit that last week I enjoyed the updates of a certain fic🙄... (LCMTI)

8. What do you do when you're bored?

Check tumblr... Tbh I should open this app less frequently for my own good but sometimes life is too much and I just wanna disconnect (that's what I'm doing rn answering this)

9. What movies have you re-watched the most number of times?

Peter Pan and Peter Pan Return to Neverland were my absolute favorite thing when I was little, I watched them every night before going to bed! (Also now that I'm older, whenever I have the chance, I still search in the sky for the second start to the right, I'm not joking...)

10. Have you read anything good recently?

Ha, bold of you to asume that I've read something after finishing FMA... (but really I used to read a lot back then but since the 6th of june of 2018 I've not finished reading anything!!! What did this series to me???)

Anyways, before manga arived to my life one of my very fave fantasy books, which I'll never stop recommending, was Uprooted by Naomi Novik, seriously, that book is pure magic, I could feel the magic through the words!! Go read it.

11. What's your favorite song of all time?

I guess that depends on the moment in my life... Latey I've been listening to the Inuyasha OST a lot bc it's so relaxing and it helps me concentrate while doing homework/drawing.

My questions:

If you could have a super power, what would it be?

Are you a cat persn or a dog person? Why?

Which languages would you like to be fluent in?

Which was your first fandom ever?

Ultimate OTP of otps. Explain your choice.

Favorite book of all time?

Do you have a favorite OST? Which one?

Which one is your favorite Ice Cream flavor?

Explain with photos in your galery your current mood.

Do you regreet doing something in the past? What is it?

Which thing are you grateful for in your life?

My nominees are...

@randomlyopeneddictionary @aryllahiruelric @roboticrainboots @winryofresembool @automail-freak-and-alchemy-freak @relatablepicsofedwardelric @luffywhatelse @kittykatz009 @lessonsfrommadamexmas @dragonfire00002 and @edwardslostalchemy ! Do it if you want :)

#got tagged #tag game #about me

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romanamongthestars · 6 years

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Wake Up Call (LAMP, Human AU)

Prologue - Roman, Part I

Prologue (you are here), Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Epilogue, Masterlist

Summary: “What exactly will they do, again?” Virgil mumbled, slightly bewildered and a bit freaked out at what he had just done.

“They’ll literally give you a wake up call! They’ll call you at a specific time in the morning, whenever you need them to based on your schedule, and wake you up. They might also have a conversation with you about the day ahead of you, if you want them to-”

Virgil aggressively shook his head no. “Oh, God, no thanks, no, oh God.”

Pairings: platonic LAMP, eventually romantic

Warnings: cursing (let me know if i miss something!)

Genre(s): AU/Human AU

Word count: 852

A/N: hello, hello, everyone!! welcome to my first multi-chapter fic! yes, i’m aware the prologue is pretty short, but i plan for the chapters to get longer as they go on. according to my outline, it’s looking like it’ll be around a ten to twelve chapter fic with an epilogue, but that’s just an estimate. please enjoy!

lil tag list: @too-precious-to-process @shirasenpai @virgilmydarkstrangeson

***

Virgil had pretty much stumbled upon the app by accident.

It was called Early Bird. His coworker, Thomas, had suggested it to him after he kept coming into work late.

“I find it welcoming, and much warmer to wake up to than some random sound. Some people have become friends with their consultants, or even married them!”

Virgil let out a snort at the last sentence. He couldn’t possibly imagine anyone would like him enough to want to be his friend, much less want to be his datemate. And talking to some random stranger every morning wasn’t exactly his style, to say the least.

But Thomas kept pushing, and finally, Virgil acknowledged his need for a better alarm of sorts. Because of the late nights he tended to pull (whether on purpose or not), it was all too easy to sleep through all seven alarms he’d set.

Finally, his anxiety about missing work overpowered his anxiety about talking to strangers. So, with Thomas’s help, he downloaded the app.

Virgil allowed it to have access to his calendar app and his phone number, forcing himself to ignore suspicions that the app could track him using that information.

And then he was... done?

“Don’t worry, Virge. They’re just figuring out who your consultants will be,” Thomas reassured him.

“What exactly will they do, again?” Virgil mumbled, slightly bewildered and a bit freaked out at what he had just done.

Virgil aggressively shook his head no. “Oh, God, no thanks, no, oh God.”

Thomas smiled reassuringly. “It’ll be okay, Virgil. You won’t be talking to a brand-new person everyday. It’ll be anywhere from one to four people who are assigned to you. You’ll probably get to know them really well!”

Before Virgil could retort, his phone vibrated, causing both men to turn towards it with wide eyes.

Hello, Virgil Everett!

We’re happy to announce that we have found three consultants to be matched to you. Give us feedback on our matching process here: earlybirdhelp.com

“Oh, God,” Virgil groaned again. “Three? Three people?”

He covered his face, not wanting to read the names underneath the notification.

Thomas laughed a bit at his reaction. “You’re lucky. I only have one.”

And I’m somehow the lucky one? Virgil thought.

He peeled his hands away from his face, and forced himself to grab the phone. He was going to have to talk to these people sooner or later, he reasoned, so he might as well know their names.

Your consultants are:

Logan Ariv

Patton Hannan

Roman Anderson

Your first early bird call is scheduled for:

Tomorrow (Wednesday) Morning at 7:00 AM

Consultant: Roman

“Jesus,” Virgil mumbled. “What the hell did I just sign myself up for?”

***

The next morning, Virgil somehow didn’t sleep through the loud, chirpy sound of the Early Bird call.

He gulped before reluctantly answering it, still half-asleep.

“Hel-”

“Good morning, Virgil!” a loud, charming, confident voice sang - literally sang. “This is your Wednesday morning Early Bird Call! Time to get your gorgeous self up and out of bed because it looks like you have an extraordinarily busy day toda-”

Virgil promptly yelped and hung up.

“Shit,” he mumbled, covering his face. His first day using this app and he’d probably already ruined any chances of a friendship, or at least an acquaintanceship, with one of his consultants.

At least you have two more chances, Virgil thought, dragging himself out of bed.

***

Meanwhile, across town, Roman was staring at his phone, confused and a bit offended.

“Rude, much?” he finally grumbled. He tossed the phone onto his bed and ran a hand through his bed head, trying to tame it.

Roman had checked out Early Bird after hearing the stories of romance blossoming in the darkest times of its participants. It’s not like he needed the money - he was a pretty successful, although not popularly known, director and stage actor - but he definitely was craving some romance.

So he had convinced his two roommates, Logan and Patton, to sign up with him as a trio of consultants. (Even though neither of them knew his true fantasies when it came to the matter.) And now they were assigned to this Virgil, who Roman was decidedly puzzled by.

Hanging up on the first phone call?

How... enigmatic.

“Well, Mr. Virgil Everett,” Roman thought out loud as he made his way to the bathroom. “I hope you aren’t dismayed that you dodging my communication has done nothing but make me want to communicate with you more. Don’t tell Logan, because he thinks it’s his department, but I absolutely adore a great mystery.”

Roman looked down at his phone, smiling dreamily at the phone number still glowing on the screen. “And I can assure you: you are one I plan to solve.”

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themalicealyce · 5 years

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Sarcasm and Puns: Chapter Eight

Summary: You're an introverted person, have been all of your life but it wasn't as if you were shy, you were just content to have your only friends be your brother and your roommate. Though when your brother's young daughter makes friends with the human ambassador of monsters you open up to the idea of having a larger group of friends.

Rating: M

"Hey loser I got soda!" you called out in to you quiet apartment.

You toed off your shoes as soon as you crossed the threshold, tossing you messenger bag onto the floor alongside them. Hemlock lazily looked up from where he was napping on the couch and meowed at you in greeting before putting his head back down neatly on top of his folded paws, drifting back to sleep.

"You're the loser." came Vincent's childish retort from his room through the slightly cracked open door.

You snorted at the answer, rolling your eyes as you went into the kitchen to fish out the rum. Vincent soon joined you, standing on his tip toes to pull two glasses down from the cabinet. You watched him for a moment as he struggled to reach them off a tall shelf, before he managed to get them down with a huff.

"So how was it?" he asked as he moved around you to the freezer.

"Surprisingly fun. I think this is yours by the way." You reached into your pocket and tossed the bag of glitter at him as he set the cups down on the counter, rolling your eyes at him as you began to pour the drinks.

He pouted, feigning distress. “Awww, no fun you found it before anyone could use it.”

Your phone beeped, and you ignored him in favor of checking the alert. Pulling up your messages there was a new one from Papyrus. You paused in pouring to read it.

'HUMAN NOVA! NYEH HEH! I HOPE YOU MADE IT HOME WITH THE GREATEST OF EASE! FROM THE GREAT PAPYRUS!' you smiled at the cute message and showed it to Vincent before sending a quick reply letting him know you were home.

"Wow." Vincent remarked now taking the drink you offered him. “Does he actually talk like that? Also, please don’t tell me you’re getting more people drawn into all of your spy nonsense." He sighed before taking a sip of his drink and immediately making a face at the taste.

"One, yes, and he's a total sweetheart. Two, you refuse to call my cat by his proper name, but code names are ‘nonsense’?" you answered with a question, taking a swig of your own drink having a much easier time with it than your lightweight friend.

“Touché.” Vincent shrugged taking another tiny sip of his drink, still scowling at the bitter taste on his tongue even as he moved towards the living room.

"Oh, and he's an incredibly tall skeleton man." you shrugged as if it was totally normal, following him into the other room. Vincent looked up at you with wide curious eyes, now far more interested. "Really? That's so cool! Do I get to meet your new friends?" he said the last word playfully, taunting your lack of a social circle.

"Totally dude." you answered enthusiastically, ignoring his tone. “I’m basically going to force you to.”

You both settled on the couch as you told him all about Papyrus, Undyne, Alphys, and Toriel, drinks steadily disappearing. Eventually you put the topic aside and the two of you switched to watching campy old scifi movies, taking breaks to make fun of the hokey acting or dated effects.

"Oh my god, listen to how young NPH sounds in this." Vincent giggled to himself when the late 90’s ‘so bad it’s good’ classic started.

"I know right? He’s such a sweet baby." you nod back in a drunken imitation of sage approval, turning back to the screen only to cheer with a slight slurring in your voice, "Get it kids, crush those bugs!"

Vincent snorted only to recoil seconds later. "Holy shit that lady's laugh is demented!" he winced.

The two of you fell comfortably back into the familiar routine of talking over the movie, making your own comments and jokes. A few drinks and another movie in, you were somehow back on the topic of the monsters you met that night. Vincent was only half-heartedly listening to you ramble as he sleepily leaned against your shoulder with the odd light of some sort of laser fight casting off of the tv.

“Mmmmmhmmmm.” Was his response to whatever nonsense you were repeating over and over in your hazy state.

You frowned at his disinterest when a sudden thought came to you. “I’m gonna text ‘em.” You said aloud, though not really to anyone, as you patted around you in a vague search for your phone.

“Nooo.” He whined through a yawn curling into a ball on the couch. “No drinkin’ and textin’.” He warned sleepily, but his eyes never opened, and his breathing steadied.

He was unable to stop you, and you weren’t about to take advice from a passed-out person anyway. You rolled your eyes, you were fine to text. Right? Oh well, by the time you found your phone your mind was already made and there was no going back. You opened your messages, finding your previous conversation with Papyrus close to the top so you clicked on it. You stared down intently at the little on-screen keyboard for a moment wondering how you ever used it, it was way to small to type quickly on. You managed to navigate the way to small keyboard though and send a message.

‘Paps spagetti and hang?’ it read along with your address.

When he didn’t immediately reply you looked at the time, noticing the hour you shrugged, he was probably asleep. Instead you found your way to your laptop, because music never sounded like a better idea.

You aren’t sure how long you stayed up that night, but you couldn’t have been asleep long when the thunderous knocking from the door startled you awake. You left your room in time to see Vincent flail wildly as he rolled off of the couch hitting the floor with a thud that made you wince. Even Hemlock yowled annoyed from somewhere, though you didn’t see him. You were a bit sluggish and disoriented but over all thankful for your lack of hangover because the noise right now would be killing you. Your roommate’s groan reinforced your point as he curled in on himself trying to shield his eyes and ears instead of moving from his spot on the floor.

“Who the hell could that be?” you croaked, finding your mouth dry and your throat sore.

“Don’ care. Answer. Neighbors.” Vincent managed to get out reminding you that you indeed do live in an apartment building that didn’t have the thickest of walls and it must be early in the morning.

“Coming!” You cried frantically trying to appease the knocker into momentary silence as you nearly stumbled backwards in your attempt to move towards the door, your legs weak and numb. There was a short pause, a moment of reprieve as you forced your legs to work, but it didn’t last long. Too quickly the loud rapping at the door continued. You moved to the door as quick as you could manage with your sluggish limbs protesting all the way and threw open the door with as much power as your tired, groggy body could muster.

Behind the door you found the tall form of Papyrus stopping his fist mid-knock. His face lit up at the sight of you.

"GOOD MORNING HUMAN!" the familiar booming voice greeted. "I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HAVE ARIVED READY TO HANG!” He beamed, undeterred by the confusion on your face. Instead he peeked in behind you at you messy living room, still cluttered from last night’s fun.

You were suddenly very aware of your tangled hair and rumpled clothing, what a mess you must be. "I as-" you cleared your painfully dry throat and tried again. "I asked you to come over?" only vaguely remembering texting him last night.

"OH YES, I RECEIVED YOUR REQUEST FOR QUALITY TIME WITH THE GREAT PAPYRUS! Even though your spelling needs some work. AND CAME BRIGHT AND EARLY TO SHARE THE BEAUTIFUL EXPERIENCE OF BREAKFAST SPAGHETTI!" Papyrus answered nodding eagerly.

A neighbor pounded on a shared wall and you heard the muffled "Shut the fuck up!"

"Please no more yelling." Vincent whined, repeating the sentiment but much nicer.

Remembering last night a little more clearly you replied, “Oh yeah, I remember. Sorry it must have been really late.” You cringed at your drunken self.

“OH IT IS FI-“ He started speaking again in his loud over-eager tone and desperate to make it stop you placed a finger to his teeth shushing him gently.

"Too early, it’s quiet time for building." you chided softly not removing your finger until he nodded in understanding.

“It is fine, it didn’t wake me, however I was very excited to see it this morning.” Papyrus continued on as if you never interrupted him, but at a much more manageable, inside voice.

You finally noticed that he was carrying an armful of grocery bags that you took from him stepping away from the door to allow him in. “Make yourself at home, I’ll be back in just a minute I just woke up." you gestured to your obvious sleep rumbled appearance. "Oh, and that's my roommate Vincent." you added as you passed the couch on your way to the kitchen to set the bags down.

You dropped the bags off and grabbed some painkillers for your whimpering roommate. You decided to fix a cup of water and take a couple of sips to soothe your throat before you headed back to your room to make yourself slightly more presentable, tossing Vincent the bottle on the way. You looked wistfully toward the bathroom, briefly considering going through the effort of showering, but you didn’t have the luxury of time. You didn’t want to make your guest wait longer than necessary so instead you opted to get clean and changed as quickly as you could. After a bit of searching you threw on the first clean black t-shirt you found and some simple jeans and zipped a jacket up over your them for good measure. You then did what you could to tame your matted bed head before just tying it back into its usual loose ponytail and brushed your teeth quickly.

You came back into the living room, which was dimmer than it was before, probably in an attempt to appease Vincent's hangover. You saw he must have been doing a bit better because he was holding your small black cat up to the skeleton and talking to him softly, but happily. As you got closer you could hear the conversation.

"This, O Great Papyrus, is Sir Hemsworth. He nearly died valiantly to obtain this title, so he respectfully urges you to refer to him as such." Vincent was basically preaching, and you groaned.

Papyrus, however, looked enthralled by whatever fantasy story your roommate was weaving about your rescue kitten. It made you want to flip on all the lights in the room just to spite him and his headache.

Instead you just crossed your arms and mad your presence known. "His name is Hemlock." you intoned. You knew you were fighting a losing battle over your cat's name, and it wasn't going to get any better if he brings Papyrus over to his side.

Somehow Papyrus’s expression managed to mimic a pout without even lips, you were again impressed with his expressiveness with the lack of muscles or skin. You relented to him with a long-suffering sigh. “You can call him Hemsworth if you want.” You said barely suppressing the need to roll your eyes. You watched as Papyrus’s expression immediately lifted and he took the kitten into his own arms. "It is very nice to meet you Sir Hemsworth, as I am sure you are exceedingly delighted to meet me." He cooed as Hemlock allowed himself to be coddled, lapping up to the attention like the lazy, spoiled cat he was. He rubbed his small head against Papyrus’s sweater covered ribs purring absently. Papyrus looked awed as he reverently petted Hemlock who was allowed to crawl all over his new friend.

You took the peaceful moment as a chance to check your phone, finding several enthusiastic texts from Papyrus responding to your cringe worthy drunk text. Quickly clicking away from those you checked the rest of your messages finding one from Alphys asking what anime shows you've seen so she could start planning what to bring to your inevitable viewing party and one from Toriel telling you that she had fun at dinner and hoped to see you again soon. You were responding to the texts when you felt Hemlock rub against your legs, causing you to look up, sensing the serene moment was just about over. Papyrus was starting to fidget with impatience, though he looked too timid to break the quiet. You felt a little bad for your earlier bluntness with him. You wondered if you could have handled keeping the peace in your apartment building any better. Slipping your phone in your pocket, you vowed to make it up to him and get that happy, hopeful look back on his face.

“Are you ready for my famous breakfast spaghetti?” Papyrus’s voice eager, but still keeping his quieter tone.

“Yep, ready whenever you are.” You said with a smile, growing excited now that you were more awake.

He instantly bounced back with new energy, grabbing your hand and practically dragging you towards the kitchen. You shrugged back at Vincent as you let the skeleton manhandle you again, stifling a giggle. Vincent responded by scooping the cat up from the floor and held him up by his front legs, waving gently with his little paw as you disappeared into the next room.

Cooking with Papyrus turned out to be more fun than you thought it would be. In the kitchen he seemed more in his element and his volume slowly but surely crept back up to familiar levels, but you barely even noticed through your own boisterous laughter. Vincent had eventually come into the room to sit on the counter and joke over the enthusiastic, verging on violent, manner of cooking Papyrus had coaxed you into. It felt like you were a kid playing in the kitchen at Papyrus’s side smiling and going along with his instructions, even when you would turn the heat down behind his back or insist he use a cutting board. To be fair, the food the two of you made would still likely end up mostly inedible, but that didn’t matter much to you as you and Papyrus flitted around in a blur of activity.

“You are very lucky to have found a friend like THE GREAT PAPYRUS to teach you how to masterfully craft such a dish! Maybe with a bit of practice you too could be as great of a chief as I! Well, maybe not quite as good as me, but very close I am sure!”

“We’re friends?” you asked giddy smile dropping for a moment, unsure.

“WELL OF COURSE WE ARE FRIENDS! You invited me over to your home, and we bonded over my clearly amazing skill in the culinary arts.” He paused for a moment seemingly studying your facial expressions. “WE SHARED GENUINE COMPLIMENTS!” He gestured emphasizing his statements sounding amazed by all of it.

You bit you lip trying to keep yourself reigned in, but it was no use. You couldn’t help but launch excitedly at him wrapping his lanky skeletal form in a tight hug. “I’m really glad you want us to be friends.” You muttered against him trying not to sound too emotional.

Papyrus stiffened as if he didn't know what to do with your sudden attack of affection, but he soon relaxed into your grip and patted the top of your head like one would do to a child. You could hear Vincent snort of laughter from his perch on the counter, but you pointedly ignored him as you slowly disentangling from the embrace.

You turned on your heels to playfully glare at your roommate. Vincent rolled his eyes in an overly dramatic gesture of exasperation but couldn’t keep up the act and instead stuck his tongue out at you teasingly.

“Way to ruin a moment.” You said in a mock annoyed tone.

“Too gushy, emotions are gross.” Vincent said back immediately, hardly having to think about it as you two easily fell into playful bickering.

The banter was cut off when a phone rang in the kitchen, you instinctively reached for your pocket before you saw Papyrus retrieve his own and smile apologetically before answering it. As he held the phone up to his skull in imitation of where a human’s ear would be you scooted closer to Vincent trying to give your guest at least the illusion of privacy.

It was hard to not pay attention as the conversation was more like a quick shouting match. It had no anger behind, but it was full of energy with Papyrus gesturing wildly even though the person on the other end couldn’t see him.

“I hate to run but I have a training session with Undyne!” He announced as he pocketed his phone.

“Training?” you questioned curiously.

Instead of an answer you were lifted from the ground and swung in a circle by Papyrus’s crushing hug. “I MUST LEAVE BUT I WILL BE SURE TO SEE YOU AGAIN HUMAN FRIEND.”

You let out a slightly choked chuckle. “Hard to breathe.”

He dropped you instantly and you crumpled to the ground with a small thud. He scratched at the back of his skull sheepishly as his cheekbone faintly glowed an orange color. “My apologies.” He muttered offering you a hand to help you up.

“’S fine, just warn a girl next time.” You shrugged pulling yourself of the floor with his help. “I’ll talk to you later, go have fun.” You shooed him blithely.

Papyrus nodded easily and left the apartment in a whirlwind of excitement to get to his training session, whatever that entailed, leaving you and Vincent in your mess of a kitchen. In his wake you and your roommate stared at the ruined dish of horribly over-cooked pasta you created. The silence felt as though it stretched forever before his stomach rumbled unhappily and yours responded similarly.

“You wanna go out to eat?” He asked.

“Yeah, there’s a new place I want to check out.” You answered already looking up Grillby’s on your phone.

#sans #undertale #undertale fanfiction #sansxreader #sans x reader #sans/reader #slow burn #fluff and angst #chapter eight

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axiquene · 2 years

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˚ ༘♡ Ｗｉｎｔｅｒ

╰┈━┈━┈━┈━━┈₊˚ ପ ⊹ ┈╮

┊₊❏❜ ¡ E c c e d e n t i e s t !

︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐ੈ✩‧₊˚

Waking up at 7 AM, Ryuxi clean herself and get ready and started making breakfast. She actually had a concert today so she need to arive early at the sets and make sure everything is going ok. Suprisingly when she went out of her house she saw Manager Shu waiting for her infront of her house with his car.

Ryuxi: Waahh, what's up with u today? Seems excited than usual eh? //laughs lil

Manager Shu: Tch, just get in the car and also it will be so unprofesional of me as the Great Grand Manager to be late to such concert

Ryuxi: yeaa yeaa~ //get in the car

Manager Shu: what? U sounds like u dont believe me- //driving

Ryuxi: Ehh it's not like u dont know why are we late last year to the concert

Manager Shu: wait we are late- oh- umm dont remind me of that //clearly remember that he got super nervous so ended up vomitting and anxious 'cause of it

Ryuxi: pffftt- u should see your face at that time tho, it was suuuperr bad nyehehe

Manager Shu: oh shush //give Ryuxi a death stare

Ryuxi: Y- yes sir- //sit still in the car

•┈••✦ ❤ ✦••┈•

At the set

Ryuxi: woahh.. This place is bigger than i thought

Director Nim: Ahh, Ryuxi we are going to do sound-check and some other preparation

Ryuxi: ohh comingg! //run to the stage

After done with the preparation, Ryuxi were waiting in her make-up room. She peak through the curtains to see many fans were cheering for her which making her excited. Suddenly her eyes fell onto this one guy which seems familiar to her.. Slowly she realize its her ex, Alford. She is trying to hold her tears and stays calm but suddenly..

Cameraman: Ryuxi, u got 5 mins to get ready!

Ryuxi: //snap out of her thought and run to get some water

•┈••✦ ❤ ✦••┈•

The whole time Ryuxi were singing, she keeps her eyes on Alford who dont realize a single thing yet.

Ryuxi: //why are u still here.. Pls go away..

After singing some song

Ryuxi: Ok Ruixfle, i hope u enjoy this concert and before i sing my last song, i hope u guys have a great time and days pls keep taking care of urself especially at this kind of moment and i hope next year we can do this again.. Thank you, I love y'all //smiles

Fans: //cheering

Ryuxi: //saw some girls being close to Alford while she is singing her last song. At the high note part she hit it way more high than usual.

Fans: woooooow

Manager Shu: //realize Ryuxi face were kinda pale

Ryuxi: //suddenly stand still and then faints

—𝐓𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞—

•┈••✦ ❤ ✦••┈•

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lokbobpop · 3 years

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Arrival/arrive

from Old French ariver, from Vulgar Latin arrīpāre (unattested) to land, reach the bank, from Latin ad to + rīpa river bank

verb (used without object), ar·rived, ar·riv·ing. to come to a certain point in the course of travel; reach one's destination: He finally arrived in Rome. to come to be near or present in time: The moment to act has arrived.

Arrive a rave, are rive, a rive a hive

Arrival a rival ar rive, a rive val, are vial

Writing the word arrive arrival

Arriving home after a long trip

A rival like an enemy

Reading the words arrival arrive

I think of the arrivals lounge in the airport excitement of meeting someone like chris coming home waiting to see his face feeling very excited to see him.

When you arrive home after a long days drive or you drive to see someone and you look forward to seeing them.

The arrival of a nice baby lately my nephew just had a baby boy and feeling excited and happy about being a great aunt and for them as a new family.

The arrival of new clothes to a shop of all now arrivals of new garments or plants whatever im interested in buy at the time like im getting new shoes for when i get home and im checking on new arrivals.

Arriving home after being on holiday and feeling relaxed great and glad to arrive home.

Saying out loud arrive arrival

When someone arrives as the house who are coming to stay and feeling a bit excited to see them like when i was a kid cousins arriving or aunts and uncles feeling happy about there arrival

The arrival lounge again thinking about who’s coming and how excited im am to see them I have a nervousness in my stomach area about seeing them if its been for a long time.

When you have parcel arrive and picking it up like my taobao im so excited to go pick it up its exciting like getting pressie all the time im always checking to see if anything has arrived but sometime disappointed when what has arrived isnt as good as the photo whe you bought it and you feel a bit pissed off or ripped off.

Does this definition support me no not really it has a slight polarity with arrival of things not what i expected but mostly excitement of people or things ive bought arriving.

Arrive abide

Arrival revile

Arrive

Arrival

To arrive at a point destination, a new arrival of a baby or package

How will you live this word? I will live this word by watching myself at arrival hall keep myself stable with calm look at why im excited self investigate why would i only show my excitement then and not always look at what in living within the positive.

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unknown-reminders · 4 years

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A story.

I am a government hacker just receiving my mission now. I have been given the task of hacking into the systems of this facility and finding out what is going on here.

> You walk out to your car.

You are not sure if you should do it, but then again you don't really know why you would want to. Maybe there will be some sort of payoff or maybe its just going to lead nowhere.

I pull out my future reader, then i check the future after the job.

My future is starting to become clear. I have some loose ends to tie up, but things are starting to fall into place.

Now to go hack into this place.

> You drive to your house and get in disguise.

You pull up to your house and get out of the car. You go into the house and change clothes, putting on a black tee-shirt and some cargo pants before grabbing your bag and walking back to the car.

> You click your key chain twice and your car os in disguise.

You turn and lock the door behind you before walking around the corner and into the street.

You turn and head down the road, then stop as you see someone standing there.

I Say in my head i recognize them from work. Then i get in my car, turn the radio on, and head on over to the job site.

When you get there, the Foreman is talking to some of his workers and waving at you.

He comes over and get in the car.

> You say "I am sorry but i had this huge party last night and i can't remember a thing remind me who you are and whats going on."

You explain that you can't remember who he is and what is going on.

He seems a bit disappointed but still polite about the situation. He says he will have to ask you again tomorrow.

> You say "Can i guess?"

He looks at you as if trying to figure out if you are being serious or not. He seems to think about it for a moment then he finally gives in and agrees.

"Fine, you may guess."

> You say "You are my best friend and want me too go to your wedding?"

He smiles and nods.

"It's getting a bit late so we will come back to that question later. For now, lets get to work."

You nod and get out your bag.

> You say "Lead the way."

You follow him into the building and down into the basement. You notice that there are a few more people down here, dressed in similar garb and performing simple tasks.

> You just do as they do after you say good luck to the man who got in your car.

They lead you through the building and to what seems to be a massive factory of some kind. It is here that you are asked to strip down to your underwear.

> You say "I forgot is this really what we do?"

A few of the workers laugh and say that you didn't forget, they just laughed because you looked so stupid when you tried to get out of it.

You pull off your socks and take your shirt off.

> You look around and see if they striped down aswell.

All of the workers seem to be fully clothed, except for their gloves, which they are wearing inside out.

The men all look like mechanics and appear to be in their late 20's or 30's.

I successfully pursuade them to tell the truth as of what's going ok "Wait why are you all fully clothed?"

"Well it's pretty hot down here, so our clothing is just staying on the outside of our suits."

"suits?

> You look too see if they have weapons.

The men are all clutching little devices that look a bit like flashlights but with flat edges. You see them pull them out and put them away but never use them.

> You ask what are those things?

"Oh those, are just for working in the heat, we call them hats."

You raise an eyebrow and move closer.

"Do you know how to use them?

> You say "Yes!" you pull one out of your pocket.

The man laughs and says that you don't have to do that, the device will let them see what you see so they can learn.

> You say "Hmm"

"They are just like our flashlights, but they last much longer on the recharge. They can also work in a wider range of temperatures and work for several hours before being charged again.

Are you promoting something AI?

You smile and nod your head. "Yeah, they are great aren't they?"

You look around again but see nothing of interest.

> You say "can i just work now?"

"Well, that would be great. but you have to get fully dressed first."

You sigh and get back in your clothes.

The workers all seem to be watching you so you get dressed quickly and head out.

Musis plays as an explosion happens too their flashlight things.

"That's done, now they can't see us unless they turn the lights on, and even then it will be difficult."

You all head out of the building and back to your car.

> You as you arive at your car you turn invisible.

You enter the car and sit down.

"That was way too much fun!"

You all laugh as you start the car and drive off.

> You get back and report back.

You get back to your friends and tell them what happened, they are shocked.

"So did you get his name?"

You think for a second. "Harold, Harold Thompson."

"Are you sure?"

( "yes" )

So... What now?

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