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kissesfrombangtanatnight · 5 months

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Family Feud (with your Host Joseph Anoa'i)

❤️❤️Author's Note: This took forever. But it's finally here! Thank y'all for being so patient with me. Lately, I've been having writer's block but thankfully my sister helped me through with this one. She a real one.

Warnings: sexual content, vulgar language, DNI if you are not 18+

What happens when you constantly ignore your husband for your favorite gameshow and he gets tired of it? Stay tuned to find out.

You sit in the living room, popcorn in hand, as you gaze excitedly at the tv, preparing to binge-watch Family Feud. It was your favorite pastime, especially over the weekend when you've worked your ass off the entire week. Being an accountant was a dream come true, but Lord knows, it was tiring.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, I'm your host Steve Harvey." The tv blares as you concentrate on the two families on the tv. If you could, you'd honestly gather your sisters and parents and get on an episode of Family Feud. You just loved it that much. You were so engulfed in the gameshow that you didn't even hear your husband enter the door. You nearly jumped out of your skin when he touched your shoulder, greeting you with his deep voice.

"Baby....did you even hear me?" He says, putting his gym bag on the floor next to the couch sitting next to you.

"No, I'm sorry. What were you saying?" You ask, looking at him confused. He playfully rolls his eyes.

"I asked how your day had been and if you were hungry. I was gonna make us dinner." He says as you barely hear a word he's saying, too focused on the gameshow as the Fast Round was going on.

"What an idiot. Who in the hell says an answer like that?" You groan, rolling your eyes at the tv. He continues to talk to you, but you don't pay attention as you're too consumed with answering the survey questions, rolling your eyes when one of the contestants gives a stupid answer.

"Well then...I guess I'll eat by myself." Your husband says, annoyed, shaking his head as he gets up and goes upstairs to freshen up. You barely even notice his presence leave as you're too consumed with the show as the family that got the most points won.

"YES! HAHAHA! YEAAAAA BOY!" There you sat on the couch for another five hours glued to the tv.

"Girl, yes, he told me to pick up some takeout. I'm home now. I'm tired as hell. My feet are burning. I need a nice, hot shower." You say as you park your car in the driveway beside your husband's.

"Well, I'll let you go. See you Monday, sis, goodnight." Your co-worker and best friend, Diana, says as you hang up.

You reach over in the passenger seat and pick up the takeout Joe had you get on your way home from work.

You whistle to yourself as you approach the front door, preparing to put the key in the hole, but it opens up, revealing your loving husband, wearing a suit. You damn near choke on your spit as he greets you.

"Hey baby girl, how was your day?" He asks, moving aside so you can walk into the foyer.

He removes the takeout from your hands and places it on the nearby entryway table. He moves behind you to remove your jacket, taking it and placing it on the coat rack.

"What's with the fancy suit? Am I missing something?" You question as he chuckles lowly to himself, shaking his head.

"Not in particular. However, I thought we'd do something different tonight." He says, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you close to him. He smelled so damn good. He grabs your hand as he leads you into the living room.

"What is all of this?" You giggle, seeing a wooden podium in the living room where the coffee table once was. Additionally, a small dry-erase board was sitting next to the podium.

"A little game I like to call Family Feud." He grins as you look at him, confused as he makes his way over to the podium.

You giggle as you sit down on the couch, legs crossed. This is interesting.

"So what's this about?" You tease.

"Well, since my lovely wife likes to give all of her time to her tv and ignore her loving husband, despite him wanting to spend quality time with her.....I figured, why not develop my own version of the game show. I think you'll like this even more. In fact, I think both of us will like this very much." He says, licking his beautiful pink lips.

"Babe...you know I don't mean to ignore you, it's just-" He cuts you off, not wanting to hear your excuses.

"Ah ah ah. No need to explain yourself. Now, before we begin this game, there are a couple of house rules to follow, okay?" He says, picking up a game card before peering over at you.

"Okay." You say in a small voice, looking down at your fingers that you were fiddling with. You don't know why you were starting to get nervous. Maybe it's because your husband is so unpredictable, especially when he's like....this.

"First things first, no answering questions until I finish reading the complete question. Number two, you do exactly as I say. Trust me, it will be better for you not to go against my commands. Three, if you get a question right, I remove an article of clothing. However, if you get a question wrong, you remove an article of clothing. Last and finally, until the game is done, you do not leave this room, understand?" He instructs, staring at you with almost absolute hunger and desire.

"I...well, I-" He cuts you off again, raising his hand.

"If you don't understand, you soon will." He smiles that gorgeous smile of his before clearing his throat.

"Alright, we're going to do this decently and in order. Ready?" He asks as you nod.

"Words, baby, words," He says, awaiting your response.

"Ready." You say, your heart already starting to pound. He clears his throat again before rolling his shoulders back, getting into his acting role. You loved seeing him switch his persona every now and then. The man deserved to be in a damn movie with how well he could switch things up.

"Welcome to Family Feud, Miss Anoa'i. I'm your host, Joe Anoa'i. Welcome to the show. Now we're gonna get right into it. The top four answers are on this answer card in my hand. Here we go. Name something that might get ruined if it gets wet?" He asks, holding the card in his hands, licking his lips as his eyes bore into yours. A slight tingle went down your spine as you pondered the answers to the obviously suggestive question.

"Umm....paper?" You say, unsure what kind of naughty answers were written down on the answer card. However, you didn't want to get distracted by your mind being in the gutter; you really wanted to win.

"Great answer Miss Anoa'i. That's five points on the board and removal of my tie." He says, putting your points onto the blank dry-erase board before removing his tie and tossing it beside his feet.

"Alright. There are three answers left. Again, name something that might get ruined if it gets wet?" He says, cocking his head to the side.

You ponder your options before answering him again, "Clothes!" He lowly giggles to himself, nodding his head.

"You know, I didn't expect you to get these answers right so quickly. Clothes are correct. That's 14 points and the removal of my jacket." He responds, writing your additional points on the board and slowly removing his jacket, looking you in the eyes as he does so. Gosh, it was getting hot in here, and the game had only just begun. You know this wasn't a traditional Family Feud, but damn, you were starting to love this already.

"Great progress so far, honey. There are two answers left. Give it to me." He says, rolling his shoulders back, looking at you intensely.

"Ummm....hmmm...I don't know. Uh....oh! A book!" You say excitedly, clapping your hands together. He shakes his head, impressed by your knowledge, before he goes to the board and gives you 10 points.

"You're doing so well. Okay, last answer. And this one is tricky, so you better get it right. Otherwise, that top is coming off, baby." He smirks, kicking off his shoes and letting them flop beside his tie and jacket. You shift slightly in your seat, the thought of getting the answer wrong making you a little excited at the thought of taking off an article of clothing. Hell, you wouldn't be surprised if, by the end of this, you and your husband were bare-naked and fucking like animals on the couch.

"U-um what about....a phone?" You stammer, your cheeks starting to feel flushed upon his gaze.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Wrong answer, baby. I will allow you a little mercy and give you two more attempts before you grace my eyes with those voluptuous breasts. Final answer, give it to me." He says lowly, his eyes shamelessly traveling down to your breasts covered by the floral blouse you wore to work today.

"Umm...food?" You ask rather than answer, unsure what the last possible answer could be.

Your husband grins at your oblivion, shaking his head as you are now on your last and final attempt at a correct answer. He was starting to grow a tent in his pants, and he'd only hoped you'd be doing something about that pretty soon. He wanted nothing more than to have that ass bouncing on his lap like a pogo stick, and he was pretty sure it'd be happening very soon.

However, he did want to at least attempt to finish this game before he completely wrecked you on damn near every surface in this house. You two hadn't fucked on the couch in over a month, a new record for you both being that you'd do it anytime and anywhere without shame.

Unfortunately, with both of your busy schedules, time wouldn't allow it. That, and the fact that you'd indulge yourself in television on your days off, leaving him no option but to become best friends with his right hand. His cousins often joke and credit his highly improved Superman punch to the hand sessions he's been forced to partake in. And it was all your fault.

"One more strike, baby, and you're removing that top." He says, biting down on his lip.

"Furniture?" You answer as he smirks, rubbing his hands together.

"Sorry, but that is incorrect. The number one thing that might get ruined if it gets wet..........your pussy." He smirked as he watched you squirm in your seat. You damn near moaned out loud at his lewdness. Of course, that would be the top answer. How could you not know that?

"You got it wrong. I'm a little surprised you didn't get the answer correct. I mean, how many times have I made you wet? And how many times have you been absolutely ruined because of it? Now remove that top baby, you know the rules......" He demands before licking his lips.

You immediately do as he commands, feeling your heart beat faster in your chest. You were sure your blood pressure would be through the roof by the time your husband was done with you. He lets out a low groan as he watches you now sitting in your purple lavender lace bra with floral embroidery from the Savage x Fenty collection. Yes, your man was that observant.

"Good. Now. Round two is gonna be a little more intense. Ready?" He questions, peering over at you in just your pencil skirt and heels.

"Y-yes....." You stammer a response, biting down on your bottom lip. You weren't sure how much longer you could last with the way your husband was looking at you. The way he was licking his lips at you, increasing your arousal as you think back to the many times you've road that fucking long, thick ass tongue of his. Just the thought of him eating you out like his last meal has your kitty throbbing x3. But you'd have to push that to the side, at least momentarily enough to win this game, as you were a competitive person.

"Next question........name something people suck on." He smirks, awaiting your answer. You already knew where this was going. The intentions of the game becoming very clear to you as you could see the tent in his pants. And you'd be damned if you didn't do something about it soon. However, you did want to tease him a bit, just to see how far he'd go. To see if he could last if you were completely naked in front of him. You bit your lip as you begin to ponder possible answers to the question.

"Time is ticking, my love." He grins, pointing at the watch on his arm.

"Um......lollipops!" You giggle, repositioning yourself so that you're sitting on your knees. You squeeze your thighs together in an attempt to ease the intensity between your legs. You'd be embarrassed if he caught sight of the wetness pooling from between your legs. It's something about your man having the power to make your body react to him with just his words. It's honestly a shame the hold he has on you.

"Good job, Miss Anoa'i. That's 12 points on the board. Again, name something that people suck." He smiles, putting your points on the board that have accumulated pretty nicely. He keeps his eyes on you as he removes his belt slowly, teasing you. You instinctively lick your lips as your eyes travel shamelessly down to the prominent dick print in his pants. At this point, the only thing holding you back was a button. "I'm waiting."

"Hmmmm......popsicles!" You say with a raised brow. He rubs his hand down his beard with a knowing smirk.

"My little genius, that's correct. 10 points." He says as he writes your points on the board. He steps over the coffee table, now standing above you, tall and confident. He begins to unbutton his white button up, but then stops. He looks down at you as you look up at him with innocent eyes.

"Take it off of me." He says more of a demand than a question. Without breaking eye contact, you run your hands along his lower abdomen, feeling every defined muscle before finally making it to the top button.

Biting your lip, you begin to slowly and agonizingly unbutton each button, leaving an open mouth kiss where his chest begin to become exposed. You feel his breath hitch slightly as you did so. Your lips feeling like heaven on his skin. He can only imagine what they'd feel like below his abdomen. You make it to the last button and smirk up at him as you "accidentally" graze his erect dick causing him to twitch under you upon contact. "You're making this hard you know? This isn't how the game is supposed to go. You're not being a cooperative contestant." He smirks.

"Well you aren't exactly making it easy to play fair Mr. Show Host." You counter. You push his hips back as his shirt slides off his broad shoulders and to the floor. You take the time to admire his beautiful body. Although you've seen him in every way possible many many times, it still amazes you of how beautiful he is. From his beautiful tanned skin, to his defined muscles to his tribal tattoos that glistened. "Now back up, I wanna finish playing this game sir." He moves away with a grin as he goes back to his podium.

"I must say, you're quite the contestant, you're flying right through these questions baby. Two answers remain on the answer card. Name something that people suck." With what you were imagining in your mind, you were sure the answer you had in your head was on the card, but feeling a bit rebellious, you were going to tease him a little more.

"Hmmmm....I don't know, cucumbers?" You grin. He grins, shaking his finger at you.

"Wrong......one last attempt and that skirt is coming off....Name something people suck." He says already in front of you once again.

"Can I pass?" You tease running a finger down the front of his pants before gripping his hard-on through his dress pants, earning a groan from him. You were getting extremely excited. Just the feel of him had you ready to say fuck this game and have him bend you over and murder your pussy.

"No baby girl, you know the rules, answer the question."

"I don't know." You say playing dumb. The sexual tension between you both growing as your bodies heat up.

"Stand up and turn around." He demands. You do as he says standing up and turning around. You feel him push up against your ass and you instinctively moan. He felt so good, hard and ready for you. His breath tickles your neck, he was standing so close. His hands travel down to your thighs before pushing you back on him with force.

"Ah-" You whimper out as he yanks your skirt down aggressively. You bite the corner of your lip to keep from moaning. You loved when he got rough with you. There were plenty of times he had you tapping out, in tears as he fucked you good, but would he stop? No, cause you were a big girl and could take it.

Your skirt is already kicked across the floor as you now stood in nothing but your bra, panties, and heels. He can't help but grip your thighs, thick fingers gliding a little too close to your dripping center.

"J-Joe, please baby, do something." Voice coming out hoarse as he glides his fingers over your inner thighs. You feel him smirk against your neck as he leaves wet kisses along your sensitive neck.

His lips hungrily roam your neck as he finds your sensitive spot, sucking on it mercilessly. He suddenly stops, your eyes fly open as you turn to look at him.

"Not yet Mrs. Anoa'i. You got the answer wrong."

"Seriously Joe? I don't give a shit about getting it wrong, I-"

"Ah ah ah....patience. The number one answer was...this dick baby."

NO SHIT!!! Sometimes he could be so annoying. You playfully roll your eyes as you grab him by the hips and pull him to you. You kneel down in front of him as he raises a brow. You don't wait for his approval before sliding down his pants, letting them fall to his ankles. His erection pressing against his briefs, begging to be released. You run your hand along the base, lightly squeezing his tip, feeling him pulsating.

"Fuck, stop playing baby and take it out." He groans.

"What you want me to do daddy?" You ask finally sliding his briefs down enough for his hard dick to spring free. You grab him in your hand, almost not being able to grip him with your one hand. You give his dick a few teasing strokes, feeling every vein as you look up at him through your lashes.

"Ughhh, this ain't your first time with the dick baby, you know what to do. Suck that shit." You smirk as you use the seeping precum as lube.

Spitting on his big tip, you finally take him in your mouth. He lets out a sigh of relief as you finally give him what he's been waiting for. Throwing his head back, he takes in the feel of your mouth working wonders on him.

"Fuck, bae you a pro at this shit." He praises as he welcomes your warm, wet mouth, practically a damn sauna on the dick.

While sucking on his tip like a lollipop, you stroke what couldn't fit in your mouth. "Oooo." The wet gargling sounds of your mouth slurping on him fills the otherwise quiet room turning him on. He grabs the back of your neck and begins thrusting into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat. His balls slap against your chin, but you only hum in satisfaction, knowing that in the end, you'd be heavily rewarded with that devilish tongue of his.

"Mmh- fuck y-yeah." You were getting wetter at the sound of his deep moans and groans filling the room.

If it's one thing you loved hearing, it was your his moans. You go to stroke him harder, but he pulls away, leaving a string of saliva bobbing on his tip.

"Shit, tryna make me nut already?" He half laughs as you lick your lips and shrug.

"Well that is the goal daddy, I want you cummin' in my mouth." He shakes his head feeling his dick jerk at your lewdness. He'd have to get through these next few questions quickly because he couldn't wait to be inside you. He reluctantly pulls his briefs back up and steps back. He walks back over to the podium, dick hard as a rock, but he must continue with his game.

"Lets get this shit over with."

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As the game progresses, you're left in nothing but your panties and he in his boxers. At this point you're purposely getting the answers wrong and you think he's now caught on.

"Alright baby, time for the fast round. You've got 20 seconds to give me all four answers. Name something you can ride." At this point, it was fuck trying to be clean, you knew, especially from experience, what these answers are.

"I'll be gracious and give you a hint, you're always sitting on them and gripping them every chance you get." That could be any part of his body honestly. You've rode his dick obviously, fingers, face, hell, thighs too.

Getting lost in your dirty mind, you're unable to answer his obvious question. You're afraid if you try and answer, it'll come out as a moan. You watch as he rubs his hands together and it reminds you of your hand kink.

"Maybe I need to give you some inspiration, huh?" He walks over to you and opens your legs. Your pussy dripping wet.

"Look at you baby, pussy dripping wet. You glistening for me already and I haven't even done shit yet." Eyes not leaving yours, he pushes two fingers into your wet hole causing your back to arch automatically.

You whimper at his words, his long fingers working in and out of you with expertise. Your hips involuntarily buck into his hand, wanting more.

"You're wet baby, but I think you can get wetter for me. What if I eat that pussy? Will that get you wetter for me huh? I got a big appetite right about now." He says licking his lips.

"Yes baby yessss." He could do whatever the fuck he wanted at this point. Hell, if he wanted to fuck you into a coma he could. You didn't care, you wanted him, needed him.

He dives into your center like he's deep sea diving in the ocean. His wet muscle having you clenching around it already. You find your fingers tangling in his wet hair as he ate you the fuck out. He was smacking on the pussy with how your juices were leaking out already.

"Shit, I should've did this on the floor baby, you're leaving a puddle." He smirks against your cunt as his tongue worked wonders.

He sucks on your clit like its a pacifier. A knot forms in the pit of your stomach and you knew you were close to cumming. His name rolling off your tongue sounded like music to his ears as you cried out for him. You try closing your legs, being overcome with pleasure. This was becoming too much to handle at one time.

"Don't run now, this is what you wanted." He says holding your thighs down dragging his wet and warm mouth along your folds.

"Oh my god Joe...ImcumminImcumminImcummin fuck fuck fuck-AH!"

"That's it baby, cum on daddy's tongue." He orders working both his tongue and fingers harder. Your thighs shake as a high pitched scream leaves your mouth as you cum so forcefully, squirting on his face and fingers; even wetting the floor under you. Humming in satisfaction, he slurps up your arousal.

"Pussy full of juice baby, look at the mess you made." He laughs as he pulls away showing you the mess you made on the floor and his chest. Your center was quivering. Joe always left you speechless.

"I think you know the remaining answers baby, tell me, what do you want to ride right now?"

"You, Joe, I need that dick like right now." You usually aren't the one to beg, but dammit you were pleading with this man right now. You needed him to straight mistreat it up, beat it out the frame, fuck you silly.

You needed it all right now. He smirks as he throws your weak limbs over his shoulder and carries you upstairs. He would've taken you on the couch, but he needs his space. He was about to fuck you into oblivion and you were more than ready. Simply put, he was about to put it on you.

Making it to your bedroom, he closes the door with his foot before tossing you on the bed. You were completely naked in front of him now. He slid out of his briefs, leaving them on the floor.

"Face down, ass up, you know the deal." You get on your hands and knees in front of him. He looks down at your cunt glistening for him, ready to be pounded.

A hard smack lands to your voluptuous ass as you try and find his dick. Hell, if he was going to sit here and be a tease, you'd fuck yourself on his dick. He smirks as he watches with amusement.

"You ready for daddy to be up in this pussy, girl?" He asks grabbing your hips and pulling you back, only allowing his tip to push past your folds.

"Yes daddy, fuck me please." He pushes more into you, invading your wetness with ease.

"Fuck..." You gasp as he pushes into you inch by inch.

"Oh fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck Joe! Oh my goooood." You cry out as he bottoms out in you.

He pulls out, only leaving the tip, before pushing back inside you. He then finds his rhythm as he began fucking you as only he knew how.

"Joe.....shit!"

"Yeah baby, talk to me."

"Y-You're so fuckin deep baby..."

"Oh really? Shit, that pussy talkin back huh?" You can hear him fucking you as he stroked you deep and hard.

Your lewd sounds filling the room as ass was clapping and skin slapping. He was hitting nothing but gut.

"Who gave you permission to have such good pussy huh? Shit just right for me." He praises you as he hits your spot with the tip of his dick.

"Fuck me daddy! Fuck me...SHIT!" His hand slides up your spine before gripping your throat, applying pressure, but not enough to hurt you as he pounded you into the mattress. Your poor pussy felt numb. You start to see stars in your eyes as you tear up. He was fucking you too good.

"Look at you cryin, fuckin cry baby. Do the dick have you cryin baby? Huh?"

"Y-eaah, yeah! Uuuuuugh! R-right there! Rightthererightthereee!" Your pussy was sopping his abdomen, but he didn't care. If anything, it meant he was hitting it right.

"Yeah right there baby? The way you grippin me, I think someone's ready to cum. Ready to cum princess?"

"Uhhh, oooo fuck! Mmmm yes!" The way the dick was snatching your soul, you weren't sure what predicament you were going to be in after this.

He pulls out momentarily to reposition you on your back. Lifting one of your legs over his shoulder, you wrap the other securely around his waist. He pushes back into you. You look in your husband almost feral-looking eyes.

He's pounding so deep, he's leaving you breathless. He looks so damn sexy above you, hair wet and clinging to his face in waves. He brought his hand up to your throat forcing your mouth open, sticking your tongue out.

"Open wide." This nasty mothafucka gathered some spit inside his mouth before allowing the saliva to fall into your awaiting mouth.

"Nasty ass." He half laughs capturing your lips and sucking on your tongue sloppily. Then he remembered why this night started out the way it did.

"When I say I want to spend quality time with you, what are you gonna do huh?"

"Mmmm, spend time with you daddy." You moan digging your nails into the sheets.

"So when I come home, that tv better be off, right?"

"Yes daddy, yes!" A low groan leaves his mouth as he closes his eyes gripping your thigh on his waist and the other above your head as he fucks you faster.

You feel him twitching inside of you and you know he's nearing his orgasm and the way you were headed, you were right there behind him.

"Fuck, I'm bout to-"

"Yeah baby, gimme that nut! Cum inside me daddy it's yours! It's fuckin' yours." Dropping his head to your neck, he bites down on your shoulder as the familiar feeling of his warm seed overpowers your needy cunt as you cum with him.

"Oh my goooooood Joe!"

"Uhhhh, uhhhh, FUCK!" His thrusts turn sloppy as he grips onto you for dear life as he explodes inside of you. Coating your velvety walls, so much so that it spills out onto the sheets.

He falls to your side out of breath. You're completely fucked out. You catch your breath after what felt like forever before you cuddle against his side as he holds you. Eyes closed, he pulls you as close to him as possible.

"I think I prefer this Family Feud over the other." You joke. His chest rumbles as he laughs.

"Yeah...me too...me too."

"But for real though.......................I think a new episode airs tonight."

"Y/n............."

WHAT?!?!?!?

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n3ptoonz · 6 months

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Could you do some mk Headcanons (anyone you feel motivated to write about) where their meet the dark version of reader from Dark!Shang Tsung’s timeline, maybe their conflicted because their version of the reader died

randomly selected mk1 character hcs: how kitana, kenshi, mileena, scorpion, li mei, and shang tsung react to the version of their s/o's dark clone post death

this is creative asf ty anon 🫢

warnings: canon typical violence and angst that's about it (gonna hit y'all with the punk tactics)

the dialogue portions are meant to be read in the context of before you and character fight

enjoy!

Kitana

When you appeared in her line of vision, she was immediately heartbroken. She couldn't believe her late partner came back like this after so many years

You died sacrificing yourself for her to live in this timeline. you worked for the royal family for all these years, just to have to take an arrow to the chest due to an assassination attempt

Your skin now had cracks all over it and your eyes glowed red, standing by dark shang tsung's side with a mocking smirk behind your mask. Kitana could barely recognize you and you were only intrigued that she wasn't dead in this timeline

Kitana looked at you with tears in her eyes. The same person who took an arrow so she could live on. She had already taken out clones that looked like her, hell even ones that looked like her own sister and mother. Second pain to that was seeing you approach her with mischievous and evil intent.

"You...gave your life for me...and now you live on as an evil pawn for a man like Shang Tsung?"

"I did? What an idiot. In my timeline, I'm the one who assassinated you, and I still have no remorse."

Kenshi Takahashi

Post losing his eyesight, he could only ever think about how he lost you. How he wasn't quick enough in getting you out of being involved with the Yakuza. How he was one step behind

You died a brutal death simply because you were his partner, and they couldn't risk leaving you alive to tell the story of them torturing you for information, so they took care of it themselves to send a message. And boy, did it send a message

So now, in dark Shang Tsung's timeline, you are resentful of him and want your revenge. However, it was very conflicting for Kenshi: Did he take this version of you out now because he knows you don't actually feel like this? Or...die by your clone's hands to be reunited with the love of his life?

Kenshi stood before you with Sento in hand, but frozen in place. The sound of your voice, the complete change in your demeanor, and even down to how you used to walk (he always knew when you were coming because of the way your footsteps sounded), he was utterly devastated. He only had himself to blame for this moment in time.

"I'm...I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. It's all my fault."

"No need to apologize, past love, I took you out in my timeline, now I've come to finish the job in yours."

Mileena

You died in Mileena's arms. How? Well, you were a little too late in grabbing the serum that calms her down and she went crazy on the closest person to her, literally

Upon barely clinging onto dear life you were able to inject her, but you had lost too much blood. So by the time she came to you were gone. She hadn't cried and wailed this much since her father

Now, as she pointed her Sai at your neck, she didn't know what to do. Even if she turned right now, she couldn't handle killing you in the same exact way two times in a row. Even if evil you was trying to kill her

Mileena breathed heavily as she could feel herself turning, desperately trying to stop herself from mauling you to death. But the way you taunted her made half of her want to turn even quicker, knowing full well this is the dark version of you spewing nonsense to piss her off.

"Come on, Empress, turn. Rip my face off like you did before."

"I don't want to...but if my hand is forced, so be it!"

Scorpion

You guessed it. The classic partner and son loss. You fought tirelessly to defend your home and the Shirai Ryu, but it just wasn't enough. Kuai was also just one step too late

Once he got to you, there lied your lifeless body clutching your son in your arms with a sword through your back. If he just hadn't gone on that mission that day when you said you were worried of being attacked...

Now, the dark version of you relished in the pain and sorrow in his eyes. In your timeline, he was the one that died and you trained your son to be a killing machine

Scorpion's head hung low upon hearing what you've done in your timeline. All this time he promised if he could just see you again, he would apologize profusely and even give his own life for you to come back. But looking at you now, seeing you again with an evil smile and empty eyes you've never worn before made him want to take it all back.

"Want to know something funny? You were the one that died in front of me, and I got our son to do it."

"Training Satoshi to be a killing machine is a sin that not even hellfire can take care of."

Li Mei

You died while on a mission in Li Mei's place to find and gather information that would be of use to the royal house and their next moves on taking down a clan that was after it

Li Mei hasn't properly recovered since. Even to the point where she'll go on solo missions just to avoid anybody else getting hurt. She took extra shifts and extended her personal training time just to keep her mind, but at the end of the day she still crumbled

Now the evil version of you isn't even in the Sun Do. In fact, you actively try to take them down every chance you get just to get to the Li Mei in your timeline--which worked

Li Mei took a fighting stance as soon as you showed up. A piece of her heart broke at the thought of intentionally having to hurt you, but she knew you were long gone now with no shot of saving grace. You dangled your weapon in front of her and showed not one sign of fear.

"You were an esteemed member of the Sun Do, and now you are proudly a disgrace."

"I'll do it again one thousand times over and you can't stop me."

Shang Tsung

Surprisingly, he didn't betray you or kill you himself. You captured the sorcerer's heart, and that was the problem. His followers didn't like how much attention you got, so they formed an organization and took you out when they followed you on a mission

Since then he was on a rampage. He wreaked as much havoc as he could, convinced it was some outside source that held something against him. He only got stronger with anger and deep rooted sadness he couldn't process

Now you blamed him for letting you die when he could've prevented it. Hell, sometimes you felt like it was his idea and his way of getting rid of you as if you were a hindrance to his plans

Shang Tsung couldn't believe his eyes. You, who started walking towards him after you linked arms with his own dark clone. Every emotion he had ever felt bubbled to the surface the second he saw your face. Hurt, anger, sorrow, but mostly confusion. However, knowing the kind of man Shang Tsung was, he wouldn't think twice to rid of your evil clone for good.

"Whoever took you from me will pay, but I will kill you myself before I die by your tainted hands."

"Aw, how the evil sorcerer calls the dark soul 'tainted'"

thank you for reading! man this was SOMETHING but it was fun i don't typically write angst

#n3ptoonz #mk1 #mortal kombat #mortal kombat 1 #mortal kombat dialogues #angst #kitana #mk kitana #kenshi takahashi #mileena #scorpion mk #li mei #shang tsung #headcanon #mortal kombat headcanons #kuai liang #mk x reader #mortal kombat imagine #mk imagine

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jakeysbuttsheeks · 8 months

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Love hate

Warnings : rude Jake , profanity, fluff

Parings : Jake X fem reader

Word count : 1k

"shut up no , I want the single bed" Jake snapped when sam suggested you share beds with Jake .

"There is no single bed Jake , we're all sharing" josh told Jake.

"I don't wanna share with Jake either" you crossed your arms on your chest .

"Look , the cabin has 2 bed rooms, Sam and I in one room and you and y|n in the second. That's that" josh said before getting up to leave , tired of you and Jake bickering the whole camping trip .

Y'all were friends ever since little and were like family. But as y'all grew to be older Jake had become unreasonably mean to you .

You huffed before storming away to the bedroom you were supposed to share with jake , so you could choose your side of the bed before he did .

"I want that side" Jake said as soon as he walked in .

"To bad" you said as you stayed put at your chosen side .

Jake ignored you and came up to your side of the bed , grabbed all your stuff and tossed it over the bed to the other side of the room.

"Hey!" You yelled as you grabbed your bag out of his hand before he could toss it off .

"Stop being a whiny bitch and let me have this side" Jake said rudely as he grabbed the bag back out of your hand and tossed it over the bed .

"If you wanted this side you should've come here first!" You yelled as you stood off the bed . No point sitting on that side now because Jake had already replaced your stuff with his junk .

"Yeah well I didn't ,what are you gonna do about it ?" Jake asked , making you furious.

"Asshole" you said to yourself as you stormed to the other side of the bed , picking up all the stuff Jake had tossed and setting them tidy before you got into the bed . Deciding to not pick a fight over this and act mature , at least if he wasn't going to .

Why was he even so mean to you ? Sometimes you would sit up all night to try and think of the day when he started acting like this , trying to remember what you did to piss him off so badly.

The rain began to pour as you got into bed . Stupidly, Sam booked the cabin without checking if there were heaters "The real wilderness experience" he called it .

You lay on the edge of the bed ,as far away as you could from Jake who was also far away . The blanket tugging as y'all shared it across the bed causing a gap of cool air under the blanket between y'all .

You thought you could sleep it off but the rain got heavier , you started shivering from the cold , inching closer to Jake , tempted for his body warmth.

He seemed to be having trouble sleeping too , not a care about how you were doing tho . He pulled on the blanket , turning on his side , back facing you , almost fully exposing you out in the cold .

"Jake I'm cold-" you trembled as you tried to pull your share of blanket back weakly.

"Stop being cold then" Jake said , his back facing you coldly.

"Jake please- I'm really cold" you sit up and tug the blanket from him.

"God would you stop fucking whining all the time about everything!? It's so annoying" Jake spoke loudly as he threw you some blanket.

You felt your chest hurt to hear how much he just hated you .

"What the hell did I ever do to you for you to hate me so much?" You asked , knowing he'd just ignore you.

You used the little sheet he gave you to cover yourself, the gap between you and him now smaller as you lay on your side back facing him again. You didn't care you just needed warmth .

You shivered quietly under the blanket , closing your eyes to try and sleep it off , but every mean thing Jake had ever said to you played in your head . You felt tears slide down the side of your face and your cold nose get blocked .

You wished you didn't seem so weak , shaking pathetically . You were sure Jake could feel you shaking and he didn't give a shit .

You accidentally let out a sniffles after trying so hard not to make a sound while crying. You cursed yourself mentally.

You panicked when you felt the bed move slowly from Jake's movements . You held your breath for a when you felt Jake had rolled up next to you.

"Y|n?" Jake called , leaning over your shoulder to look at your face which you tried to hide .

"Are you-?" Jake muttered , his sentence unfinished when he held your jaw and faced you to him , finally seeing your glossy eyes .

"fuck off Jake" you say, smacking his hand away from you , voice evident that you were crying.

Jake said nothing or moved for a couple seconds . Untill he snaked one arm under your neck and the other around your waist, his legs tangled with yours , making sure his warm feet were on your cold ones as he lay spooning you , pulling you into his embrace.

Your eyes were wide open and your body frozen in shock , your heart was racing. Jake was disgusted to even look at you, and now here he was cuddling you in bed .

You opened your mouth to say something.

"I'm sorry" Jake spoke before you , stuffing his face into your neck as he cuddled you tighter. He sounded so genuinely sorry . Like he was in the verge of tears. If only he knew the number of times he'd made you cry before.

"What-?" you muttered in shock under your breath .

"I'm such a dick y|n, I'm sorry" Jake repeated, thinking you didn't hear him right the first time. You gulped slightly as you processed what he was saying

Your body froze tensed when you felt his lips press against the skin on your neck , leaving a hard peck like he was trying to apologise .

You wondered if he could feel your heart thumping out of your chest as he pulled away .

He propped himself on his elbow to lean over you and turn you over on your back . You looked up into his eyes. You'd never seen Jake look like that , with so much adoration and guilt .

He cupped your cheek and wiped the half dried tears away leaning down to your face , making your face scrunch up . His lips gently kissed yours and you felt like you had died right in that moment.

He was so gentle with you , like you were the most delicate thing. You'd never expect it out of Jake .

You couldn't find yourself to kiss him back you were too shocked and confused.

Jake broke the kiss and looked into your eyes , caressing your cheek with his thumb , still propped on his elbow on his other arm.

"Do you hate me?" He asks , his voice dripping with guilt . You didn't know how to answer him because you didn't know what to say.

There's no way you could possibly hate him , No matter how mean he was to you , and you never understood why but you just couldn't hate him.

You threw yourself into his embrace, wrapping your arms around his neck , nuzzling your face into his neck as his hand snuck around your waist to pulled you closer. You felt Jake smiling widely when he pecked your cheek between the hug , caressing your back to warm you up .

Part 2?

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radioisntdead · 2 months

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I need to see it immediately.

Where is Susan, our grandmother, and we are her grandson/granddaughter

Give this woman love!!! 💗💗

What sweet nonsense is where the reader spends time with his grandmother

Good evening my dear! I am SO GLAD Y'ALL WANT SUSAN CONTENT LIKE I DO, I ADORE Susan, I think this counts as a drabble? Anyways I added a sprinkle of angst, definitely differs from my Susan & child/nibling reader headcanons but we're not gonna talk about that, anyways I hope you enjoy!

Grandma Susan

Warnings!

Cannibalism, and Susan

Down in Cannibal town lived a pair of a cranky old lady and her grandchild,

Her old lady babysitting may or may not have been picked up off the streets grandchild,

You see your grandmama Susan was a MENACE TO SOCIETY, to be fair she earned it, she went through life in the 1800's but that's not an excuse for her smacking people she didn't like with her cane, or cursing them out,

the majority of the cannibal town residents were excused, as they were a tight knit community and Susan was, somehow, respected

only a few unlucky cannibalistic souls were smacked harshly with the cane.

You were dubbed the Susan handler at some point by Rosie so whenever Susan was Susan-ing you were called to calm down your dearest grandmama, it did come with the risk of getting gently smacked with the cane but you didn't particularly mind it, the most you said to do was calm her down and offer to get her some tea and pray that she would quit cursing at random overlords and the princess of hell.

But caring for your elderly grandmama wasn't all chaos and fearing for her life, you did have bonding moments, such as now, your grandmother much like many old people liked knitting, mainly because she could stab someone with the needles if needed, you on the other hand preferred crochet. [Spreading my crochet propaganda]

It was days like this you adored, acidic rain pouring outside, the radio playing some type of classical music, you sat cozily in the couch listening to your meemaw Susan ramble on about kids these days and how back in her day they were more respectful or whatever, or maybe drop lore about how she was involved in supporting woman's rights movements from the shadows, maybe how when she was alive she did this or that while she knitted a throw pillow,

You'd get her nagging at you about how you should hurry up and get hitched, although she didn't approve of anyone for her dear grandchild, secretly afraid of the day you would finally grow up and move away from her, leaving her alone, sure she had the cannibals but they weren't her beloved grandchild,

She'd never tell you that though, but you knew, after all you were closest to her, and frankly you weren't planning on leaving her anytime soon, even if you did you wouldn't go far.

Or the days where you'd cook together bonding over her teaching you how to make cannibal meat loaf, or you grilling a sinner thigh during the summertime outside, with Susan under an umbrella going on about something.

Specifically winter holidays of gifting your Nana Susan something you made like a blanket or something you saved up for like a parasol,

She'd make a comment about it but would use it all the time, after all actions speak louder the words,

She'd give you something expensive that you mentioned in passing about liking, waving off your excitement by saying she got it last minute like it hadn't been hidden in her woredrob for the past two months.

Birthdays with her were bittersweet, they were a sign that you had survived another year in this hell, that you both were growing older and older, how long it had it been since you were alive? You'd bake her favorite cake, pick up pinkie fingers, and get her something nice,

She'd order a cake for you, cursing at the poor employee to make it perfect for her grandchild, she'd buy you a set of pearls or some type of jewelry.

You'd sit down Infront of her rocking chair and place a brush in her hands asking her to brush your hair, no matter the length {unless your bald then I guess she's brushing your scalp? With a soft brush}

You curled into her arms, it was after the extermination, Many Cannibals were lost, friends you had known for ages gone just like that, she couldn't say anything, no snappy comment, no words of comfort, she could only watch as you sobbed into her, the only thing she could do was pat your back until you were smoothed to sleep.

You woke up the next day with warm soup on the stove and a blanket on you with Susan snoozing away on her old wooden rocking chair.

Actions speak far louder then words.

Your grandmother was cranky, grumpy, had zero fear towards death, she cursed like a sailor and she had a soft spot for you,

And you wouldn't have it any other way.

SUSAN SUPREMACY, also I switched around calling her Nana and Meemaw Susan because she wouldn't have just the classic grandma Susan,

Anyways I got one more Susan request and part two of Eldritch horror reader coming up so tune on in for that! Have a wonderful evening everyone!

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel susan #susan & reader #hazbin susan

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bruhhhh-huhhhhh · 5 months

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HEYYYYY

Guess who got permission from @colemorrison to write a continuation of a request I did

ME!

And that's what I'm gonna do. Get ready for the silly fellas cause it's coming

I love him so much guys

I'm mentally unwell

When Junkrat and Roadhog left you, you were practically dead. Hell, you thought you were dead.

Especially when a certain angel came to save you.

Overwatch wasn't even supposed to be there, but Cassidy heard rumors of two certain people being there and he wanted to try his hand at stopping them. Much to Mercy's dismay. She wanted to have her time off and not have any extra side projects. But she couldn't let Cole, Tracer, and D.va go without a healer.

Damn them and their need to be heros.

Which is what leads to now. The gaurds that were previously beating the shit out of you were long gone, being questioned by Cassidy. They pointed him over to you, bleeding on the ground with your life practically oozing away from you. He rushed to get Angela the moment he saw the blood.

"Don't bother! They're practically dead anyway. And besides, the world'll be better without 'em. Filthy criminal," one of the guards called out.

That didn't stop Cole, though. He ran to get Angela, and she ran with him over to you.

When the angel came into your view, you were sure that you were dead. "Huh. Didn't think I'd get into Heaven," you said. Your voice was hoarse and damaged, which shocked you. "Oh. Guess I don't get magically fixed when I die."

"Well, you ain't dead yet, kid," Cole said.

"Roll them over, Cole. I need to see the damage," Mercy commanded.

You couldn't help but laugh slightly, which had pain wracking through your body.

While the doctor, who's name you learned was Mercy through the shouting of a British woman, fixed you up, all you could think of was Junkrat.

Jamison.

He asked you to call him Jamison.

You couldn't help but wonder if he got out. He had to have. Or else your distraction would have been for nothing.

"-with me?"

"What?"

"I asked if you were with me, kid. Look like we lost you for a sec," the cowboy said.

"Oh. No, I'm alive. Just thinking," you responded vaguely.

Mercy shook her head and continued healing you. "Well, try not to look dead while doing so."

The rest of the time spent healing you was in silence. Well, silence from the three of you. D.va and Tracer were busy lecturing the guards for beating you within an inch of your life and then insisting that you didn't deserve medical attention.

For such small women, they were horribly scary.

When Mercy was done, Hana insisted on taking you back to Gibraltar with them. "We can't just leave them here, Angela. Not when these guards might just try and kill them again. We have room on the ship, we might as well take them back. It'll give you time to check on them, too!"

The older woman sighed and looked to Cassidy. "Do we have room on the hovercraft?'

"We always have room, Angela."

Mercy sighed and looked back to Hana. "Fine. But you're going to be the one to change their bandages on the flight back."

The streamer jumped up and down with joy and helped you onto the hovercraft. You didn't understand what made her so excited. Maybe she was just on that post rescue high and would realize that dragging you along wasn't the best idea.

The hovercraft ride was boring. The cowboy slept, Mercy did paperwork, and Hana just played games the whole ride. Until you needed your bandages changed. Then she changed them for you and went right back to her games.

Gibraltar was pretty empty for how big it was. But there was still plenty of people there to talk to you. They were all waiting at the landing pad, greeting Cassidy as he got off. Before too many people could ask him things, Cole spoke up to get everyone's attention. "Listen up, y'all. We got a new person coming through with us. They aren't officially a member yet, so please don't question them about stuff like that. Just give 'em space since they'll be recovering from some pretty nasty injuries."

Everyone nodded and murmured in agreement. When you came out of the hovercraft, partially leaning on Mercy for support, a murmur rippled through the crowd.

Still, they let you go through to the medical bay without issue. You got plently of weird looks, though. Mercy set you up in a private room, connecting fluids to you and changing your bandages one more time before leaving you for the rest of the day.

Your time in that bed was spent thinking of Jamison. Had he gotten back to the safehouse okay? Was he thinking of you? Had the cops caught him and Roadhog?

The last thought made you near hysterical. You didn't want to think about that.

Sometimes Mercy came and checked on you. She would take you to the bathroom and leave you meals to eat. She even let you take a walk around the base.

Lots of people looked at you while you took that walk. It was well known who you were, and why you were there, at that point. D.va and Tracer smiled at you and waved.

You didn't wave back.

All you could think was if Jamison and Roadhog were breathing this same air. If they had the opportunity to do that of their own free will.

The endless amounts of tears that you shed after that thought is what made Mercy take you back to your room.

Even after your injuries healed, you didn't leave your room in the medical bay. You couldn't find the will to.

"Y/N, you need to go and socialize with everyone else," Mercy said from the door of your room.

"No."

"Yes. It isn't healthy for you to stay in here all the time."

"And it's healthy for everyone to look at me weird and question me?"

"They won't do that!"

"Yes they will. That's what they did last time I left."

"They were concerned because you suddenly burst out crying. We still need to talk about that, by the way."

You just turned your back to the door and started ignoring her.

Angela sighed and sat down on the chair next to your bed. "Y/N, I understand that you don't want to. I don't know what's making you act like this, what you went through before we found you, but you need to talk to us. We just want to help."

The two of you stayed silent for a while before you spoke up. "Please leave."

Angela sighed and got up, walking over to the door. Before she could leave, though, you called out to her. "I'll be out for dinner. Could I sit with you and Cole?"

A smile graced her lips and she nodded before leaving and closing the door behind her.

Angela was starting to worry when you didn't immediately show for dinner. Everyone was eating in the cafeteria, having already gotten their food. You were late.

"Calm down, Angie. They'll come when they're ready. Might not be today and that'd be fine," Tracer said as she ate her soup. Mercy sighed as Cassidy agreed.

But then you walked through the door, your hospital gown hanging loosely over your clothes. Everyone stared at you as you sheepishly walked up to the table and sat down next to Cassidy.

The rest of dinner went fine. You ate with other people for the first time in just under a year and things were going smoothly. Until you thought about Jamison.

Was he able to eat like this? Was he even still alive?

Tears started to well in your eyes and you could feel the sob lodging itself in your throat. It was about to escape before Cassidy put a hand on your shoulder and quietly said, "Come take a walk with me."

You obliged and stood up, Cassidy's arm wrapped around your shoulder as he guided you out of the room. Everyone's eyes on you made you want to shrivel up and die like you should have back in that heist.

You hadn't even realized that Cole had led you outside until you felt the breeze against your face. "What's going on, kid?"

"I-" you cut yourself off quickly. Did you really want to talk about it? To tell him about something that could risk Junkrat and Roadhog?

"You can tell me anythin' you need, I promise. Everything will stay between us."

With that, you told him everything. Everything from how you met Junkrat and Roadhog to how you risked your life to save them.

When you were done, Cole pulled you into a long hug. No words were spoken as you walked back to the cafeteria. You ate peacefully, not having the weight of everything that happened finally off your chest.

It took another couple of months for anything else to happen. You slowly started to work your way into regular life, eating in the cafeteria and watch practices and trainings.

Everything was fine. You even started sitting with Hanzo and Genji instead of Mercy, Cole, and Tracer. Until two certain someones came into the base.

Junkrat and Roadhog had been recruited. Somehow.

You didn't even realize it was them. You just thought it was two other suckers who didn't have anywhere else to go. You'd be damned if they were going to be taking your room, though.

Tracer was giving them a tour when he came up to your room. You were the only one who hadn't met them, opting to stay in your room, so Lena brought them to you.

Lena knocked on your door, and you reluctantly got out of bed to answer. When you opened the door, you were greeted by the sight of someone you never thought you'd see again.

"Jamison?"

"Y/N?"

You stared for a second, not knowing what to do. Before you could act, though, the bomber jumped onto you and started babbling apologies.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I wanted to go back for you, I really did. But I didn't and I'm sorry and oh my god I can't believe your alive. I was so scared that they had killed you and when the overwatch agents got there I was so convinced that you were an undercover agent and they had come to collect your body. I'm sorry, Y/N. I'm so sorry." Jamison babbled and babbled, not giving you the chance to say anything.

"Does he always do this?" Tracer asked.

Rodhog sighed and nodded before picking Junkrat up off of you. It gave you the chance to get back up and look at Junkrat. "It's okay, Jamie. I gave myself up for a reason. I love you and was willin to die to let you go. Now, why don't you continue your tour with the big guy and we'll talk later?" You pressed a small kiss to his cheek, getting soot on your lips in the process, before shooing him off.

"That's the most I've ever heard them talk," Tracer admitted as they walked back to the main room.

#overwatch #overwatch x reader #overwatch junkrat #junkrat x reader

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dxwnfxll · 1 year

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Heyy!! How are you?<3

I just found your blog and I'm so happy I did! So I decided to leave a request for some hc's of the main 4 eddsworld boys finding out the reader is a stoner? Like they'll just get into the house and see the reader faded af and just being extra chill abt everything??

If you don't do multiple character hc's, then the same premise but only for Tord. Thank you lovely :))

Hiya !! I'm doing swell ! Hope ya are to :) !!

And awesome HC idea totally gonna write it out

Hope ya enjoy it ! (And sorry for the wait i've been busy busy !!)

The eddsworld boys with a stoner reader

(gender neutral reader)

Tord

- So Tord is DEF a stoner, you can't tell me other wise. So when he casually arrives home one day a lil earlier than the others and finds reader faded as hell he just fucking laughs.

- He def gets high with reader, he has a collection of funny lil bongs including a anime girl one he spent a shit ton of money on.

- Reader got munchies? He's got ya, he's got his own lil munchie stash in his room.

- Readers first time getting high? He'll call you stupid but help you through it, make sure you don't freak tf out

- You and him probably sit on the couch looking like idiots laughing at the dumbest shit (probably a dumb commercial Tord keeps rewinding back over and over)

Edd

- I don't see Edd as a stoner but he's okay with the 'lifestyle', though when he came back after a cola run and found Reader staring at the ceiling snickering here and there he's very concerned

- " Did Tord give you something from his stash? TORD !! "

- When he figures out YOU are ALSO a stoner he's like " oh "

- He's kinda curious about what it's like sometimes, especially since he's been casually watching you/Tord getting high randomly and looking like y'all are having the time of your lives.

- Careful if you actually let him get high with you, He's gonna freak tf out and get some bad munchies

- If he never gets high with you though he just kinda keeps an eye on you to make sure you're okay

Matt

- He's not a stoner, doesn't even know what a stoner is. So when he comes home and smells something 'bad' in the air he thinks it's a damn fire

- Idk why he thought it was a fire he just did, he sees smoke coming under your door and grabs a bucket and before you even know it he's thrown water in your room...on you.

- He killed your vibe

- He does apologize though at least

Tom

- He used to be a stoner, he kinda stopped after he got into Smirnoff and didn't wanna be juggling both y'know?

- When he comes home and sees you on the couch he just holds in a lil laugh and goes " i know that face, someones tripping balls"

- He MAKES you give him a hit on the blunt/bong/whatever (or an edible if you prefer edibles)

- He's a pro at this shit so he's chilling, and hopefully you are too. But a few mins in he'll get up and grab some snacks for you two.

- He isn't a very giggly high when y'all two are high but he's more 'idiotic', he'll find random photos and think they're the funniest shit known to man kind. He's also very hungry and thirsty when he gets high

- Tord is NOT allowed during y'alls high time

- He takes big breaks when getting high, so if you're a stoner that does it daily or day after day he's not gonna smoke with ya every day. He smokes like maybe once or twice a week? It really depends

Bonus:

Eduardo

- He judges you, but when he sees how chill you are when high he decides to take a hit. He gets mad when he doesn't get high from one hit

- Excuse him he's a lil dumb, you tell him it takes more than one hit and he just grumbles before taking another hit

- Once he's high with you he just sits there, you probably gotta check on him to make sure he's okay

- After that time he gets high with you whenever he can, dude probably needs it tbh

Jon

- He doesn't really understand but he's cool with it ! :D

Mark

- Mark prefers to not be around whenever you get high, it's not that he hates you being a stoner he just isn't into smoking and all that. He does warn you about the bad stuff with smoking though womp womp

Paul

- Dude doesn't care, he probably finds you high in the barracks at the red army base. He probably sits with you and smokes his own cigarettes just chilling with you

- " everybody needs a break every now and then, just don't be high while your work yeah ? "

- If you ask for anything to help get you down from your high so you can work he'll usually help (if he's in a good mood)

Patryck

- Judging

- He doesn't like that you're high during work, doesn't like the smell and doesn't like how you act while high

- gets a lil annoyed if he has to help you walk around or anything

- def never getting high with you, but he's def had a contact buzz before

Yippe ! Hope you enjoyed sorry if it seemed rushed at all

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stars-n-spice · 3 months

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I have a lot of thoughts regarding the first three episodes that are bouncing around my brain and I'm going to try and wrangle them up here in this post-

They will probably not be coherent or in order of the episodes or what happened but they're thoughts-

Spoilers for TBB S3 under the cut!

Hemlock is such a dickwad, holy shit. What a great antagonist, kriffing hell. When he made threats to hurt Crosshair in response to Omega's disobedience?? FUCK.

Crosshair and Omega my beloveds,, they have my hearts, I love them so much

Crosshair's shaky hands. I can see the floodgates of all the angsty art and fics that are going to come out of that. IT AFFECTING HIS AIM??? Gods above- If we get a scene of someone holding his hands while they're shaking I'm going to lose it

I'm a fucking clown for thinking we'd get Crosshair's reaction to the news of Tech's death. Absolutely CLOWN. Like they didn't give us Echo's reaction to Fives, of course they wouldn't give us Crosshair's to Tech's

Speaking of Tech,,, I think I speak for a lot of us when I say that special trooper in all black is totally him,, right?? The scrawny ass legs?? The goggles on the helmet?? Fuck,, I even think I saw the guy limp away.. It HAS to be him

THEY HAVE A DOG NOW!!! That's so sweet :(

You guys do not understand the immediate reaction I had to seeing Omega older with the new hairstyle (which I love). Fucking burst out into tears at the sight

Nala Se is so dead. So dead. I've never seen a more deader alive character than Nala Se.

Also my hopes for Emerie helping them or turning out good or something went down the drain :(

OMEGA IS FORCE SENSITIVE??? like,, that's what they're implying right??? They wanna have DNA or whatever to make Palp clones yeah??? Is that were this is going??? FUCK.

On that note, if she IS force sensitive I really really really wanna see Asajj helping her out with that because I think that would be fucking NEAT

Omega making a Lula doll out of straw took me out :( I was holding my own Lula plushie and crying

Crosshair is such a little shit. I love how he was trying to dissuade Omega from escaping with him by saying shit like, "If I got the chance, I'd leave you behind" and the moment that Omega's like, "I've got a plan" he's like "What do I do?"

Them hijacking a whole squad's ship was fucking hilarious though, get fucked

"Tech had me memorize all the plans." - "Of course he did." <- bawling my eyes out.

SO DOES THIS MEAN WE HAVE TO WATCH OMEGA GET CAPTURED AGAIN?!?!

OK ONTO THE ADVENTURES OF HUNTER AND WRECKER

ECHO ALREADY FUCKING LEFT??? <- i knew we wouldn't get like,, a conversation or a reason,, it would just be he left off screen and we've got to deal with that

Echo my love come back :(

On another note,, Wrecker and Hunter's beat up armor is such a good look but also ouch because it shows all the shit they've been through since the last season

Y'all don't understand how great it is to see my man again (Wrecker ily so much)

SPEAKING OF MY MAN!! The little,, fucking touches of reassurance he kept giving Hunter?? How he was being a voice of reason?? making sure Hunter didn't do anything reckless?? :((

I know that man is tired and he's trying so hard to hold the last remaining bits of their squad together and it hurts so bad but I love him so much for it

Clone Cadets :(( they don't really look like clones though :/ but to be expected ig....

THEY'RE GONNA TAKE THEM TO PABU :((((

the lula and tech's goggle shots took me out

Hunter fumbling around with Tech's datapad :(((

Wrecker carrying Gonky upside down with the harness was fucking amazing, oh my god

"Defective AND effective" DAMN RIGHT YOU TELL HIM 여보!!!

'slither vines' fucking ass name

makes you wonder what else hemlock is cookin up

Wrecker laughing and talking with the clone cadets :(

GONKY TO THE RESCUE

Either next episode we're going to get Hunter & Wrecker back on Pabu or continuation of Omega and Crosshair crashing their ship somewhere and Omega potentially being captured again and Crosshair eventually being reunited with Hunter & Wrecker (pretty please)

Anyways,, thankfully the episodes weren't as devastating as I thought they would be but I know it's only going to get worse from here before it (hopefully) gets better.

#i have a lot of emotions #man #now i have to wait a week for the next episode??#man this is going to be painful #tbb #tbb spoilers #tbbspoilers #the bad batch #tbb s3 #tbb s3 spoilers #tbb omega #tbb crosshair #tbb hunter #tbb wrecker #tbb tech #tbb echo

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giggly-squiggily · 11 months

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Play Dead! (Bungo Stray Dogs)

The way I legit forgot I wrote this akjerkjarjkaekjrkjaerkjaer

Hello everyone! I'm spoiling y'all this week- two fics in one day! :D And Lee!Dazai no less- who am I? (Forgetful. :D) Anywho- I wrote this with a friend awhile back and legit forgot about it cause life happened, but now it's been brought back to my attention and I realized I never did post it l;earkjeakjrkj I hope y'all like it! :D

CW: Mentions of Suicide

Cloud 9 (Taglist peeps)

@thatbigbisexual29 @dirtpie39 @duckymcdoorknob @cupcake-spice13 @t-wordiiish

Summary: Dazai plays dead, much to Kunikida and Atsushi's frustration. After he unintentionally scares the hell out of Atsushi, Kunikida decides to teach the weretiger the best way to handle such a fussy man.

“DAZAI YOU MORON-” Atsushi sighed as he heard a loud thump, Dazai’s soft groans following shortly after. Since joining the agency, he’d grown used to the daily chaos his mentor seemed to get himself into. It wouldn’t be a normal day if Kunikida didn’t try to strangle or thump Dazai with his notebook.

“What did he do this time?” Atsushi asked as he watched the blonde poet return to his desk, brushing off invisible dust on his most current notebook.

“Take a wild guess.” Kunikida growled, sharp eyes turning to the weretiger. “He claimed he had a “new method of relaxation” I’d enjoy- then he tried to tickle me!” Kunikida growled, leaning back in his chair. “I don’t know what goes on through that thick skull of his, but one day he’s gonna get himself killed! And not through whatever attempt of suicide he has planned.”

Atsushi hummed, nodding along softly. He was all too familiar with Dazai’s “relaxation techniques”. Then he blinked. “Wait- Mr. Kunikida. Are you ticklish?”

The glare the Doppo poet sent him cut deeply, chilling his veins and leaving him frozen in his seat. “I’d advise you to forget that idea, Weretiger. You won’t like what comes of it.”

“U-Understood!” Atsushi looked anywhere else- desperate to escape that harsh stare. His gaze fell to Dazai, still on the floor. Had he even moved? “Is Dazai okay?”

“In the head? Not at all.” Kunikida followed his stare, narrowing his eyes. “Ey, Dazai. Get up.”

Nothing. Not a twitch.

“Dazai, get up.” Kunikida called out again. Atsushi felt his stomach drop.

“How hard did you hit him?” He asked as he ran over to the prone detective.

“Barely! Not more than I usually do.” Kunikida was there faster, shaking Dazai’s body. Still no response.

“Is he breathing?” Atsushi asked, feeling himself start to panic.

Kunikida leaned closer, a hand coming up to feel a pulse along Dazai’s neck. One press-

“Ah! Ahehehehehe!” Dazai yelped with a giggle, shooting upward as he scrunched his shoulders. Kunikida and Atsushi breathe out a sigh of relief, the former’s expression growing into one of rage seconds later.

“Dazai! What the hell is wrong with you?” He snapped, livid once more.

“Oh, Kunikida! Good morning!” Dazai grinned over his shoulder at him, eyes dancing with mischief. “See, I had this thought not too long after you smacked me with your notebook. What if I passed out on my airway? I’d pass away through asphyxiation!” Then he made a face of dread. “And then I remembered how long and terrible of a death that would be- so I changed my mind.”

“That doesn’t explain why you laid here not breathing!” Atsushi cut in, glaring even more fiercely than Kunikida. Turns out some things were possible in the right circumstances.

“Oh that! Just an old trick I picked up at my old job.” Dazai spoke so casually, as if learning to lower your breathing to undetectable levels was a normal thing to have on your resume. His smile faded, some seeing the hurt on his young apprentice’s expression. “Did I scare you? I’m sorry, truly.”

“You-” Atsushi looked close to tears. He was about- what? Cry, scream, pull a Kuni and smack Dazai with a chair- when said Poet spoke up.

“Atsushi. Dazai’s a complete idiot. Seems his stupidity isn’t limited to me.” The blonde cracked his knuckles, something unreadable in his voice. “I believe it’s about time I teach you how to deal with such morons.”

“Mr. Kunikida?” The pale man blinked, unsure of what was about to happen. Dazai on the other hand and rather flush faced- seemed to know exactly where this was going.

“W-Wait! Kuni, I’m sorry!” Dazai yelped, squirming beneath the other in an attempt to escape. “D-Don’t! Not in front of Atsushi!”

“Not in front of…?” Should he be here for this?

“Why not? You made him cry, you jerk. I think he should see you in such a state.” Kunikida reminded, getting comfortable on Dazai’s back, effectively pinning him down. “Don’t act like you don’t want this- you could easily get away from me if you try.” He leaned down some, making his voice low and dangerous. “Let’s be honest with one another- you want me to tickle you, don’t you?”

Dazai choked on a squeak, flushing even more. Any resistance he showed suddenly seemed to melt away as he averted his eyes, focusing on invisible dust within the carpet. If Atsushi were to lay his head on the ground ear down, he was sure he’d hear Dazai’s heartbeat pounding against it. “M-Maybe…?”

“Thought so.” Was Kunikida’s only response. Seconds later his fingers were drilling into Dazai’s ribs, gently pressing into the spaces between each bone. The brunette barely had any time to react, arching up with a cackle.

“Ah! Ahehahhahahhahaha! Kuhuhuhuhunikiihihihihda! Whahahahhaiit!” He squawked, squirming to and from as loud, handsome laughter pushed out his lips. “Pleheahhahahahse I’m sohohohohohohorry!”

“Are you? I’m not convinced.” The poet responded, dropping his hands lower towards his waist, worming his fingers between his belly and the floor. This made the suicidal detective flop like a fish, nearly smashing his nose into the floor with how fast he dropped down. “You really made us worry, you idiot. Like we’d accept those petty apologies!”

“Ahehahhahahahhaa! Pffft gehahahhahahaha! Aahahhaatsuuhuuhshi, hahahhahahalp!” Dazai wheezed, one arm trying in vain to grab Kunikida’s hands while the other reached out helplessly towards the weretiger. “Sahhahahhahahhve mehehhehehhehe!”

“No, help me Weretiger. Get his legs!” Kunikida offered instead- though it came out more a command really.

Atsushi shook himself free from his stunned silence, weighing his options. He highly doubted he’d win a fight with Kunikida, tickles or not. And Dazai was his mentor.

Still, Dazai did scare them pretty bad just now…

“Okay. I’ll help.” Decision made, Atsushi shuffled over.

“Nohohoho, wahhahait AtsuhuhuhuuhshIHIIHIHIHIHIHI!” Dazai all but shrieked when his thighs were grabbed, Atsushi’s fluffy claws coming out to gently drag up the offending limb. Meanwhile, Kunikida brought a hand back up to Dazai’s neck, worming beneath his ears and the back of his neck with fresh vigor. “GUUHUHUUHUHUHUYS PLEHHAHAHHAHAHAHSE STAHHAHAHAHAP!”

“Are you really sorry?” Atsushi asked, giving his thigh a squeeze- earning a squeal.

“YEHAHHAHAHAHHS!”

“Truly? Genuinely?” Kunikida asked, going for the spot on Dazai’s lower back that made his laugh silent. The other could only whimper out a yes as he nodded profusely. “Well, alright.” Together, he and Atsushi pulled their hands away, leaving the brunette to gasp for air. “What do you think, Atsushi? Is he forgiven?”

“Yeah…Yeah I think so.” He smiled, giggling softly as Dazai gave a weak thumbs up. “Now he knows not to do that.”

At least…for the rest of the day.

They’ll cross that bridge when they get there. At least Atsushi knew what to do when it came up.

Thanks for reading!

#bsd #tickle #tickle fic #fluff #dazai osamu #kunikida doppo #atsushi nakajima #dazai's being stupid again #we love him though :3 #tw: suicide mention

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skznccmlee · 3 months

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My Dreamed Tickle Session Cuz I Need Something To Contain My Lee Mood (More Like Worsen It) Or Idk What To Name It

Y'all I'll just make a list here cuz I don't have imagination to describe it any other way-

Definitely longer-lasting than a few seconds (Idk how much I can take since I've never been tickled properly before so who knows, but at least some minutes, I think I can stand that)

Both of my lers (not just two random lers, I want mine)

Being pinned down (okay I would definitely die like in really dead but I just want it so bad. I'm incredibly squirmy and I wish I could just stay still and enjoy, but I can't, so this is my best solution. Clarification: I mean pinned down like in them keeping my arms above my head by themselves and probably Idk, sit or lay on top of me so I'm way more immobilized, not in like being tied up, that's not really my thing)

Tickled on spots I've never been tickled in but I'm sure I'm ticklish on (ex: hips, ribs, armpits, back. They're probably my dreamed spots and it's so sad I never get tickled in there)

Yk that scenario of two lers one lee in where one ler knows EVERYTHING about the lee when it comes to tickle them, and the other ler knows almost nothing so the one who knows is like giving practical class to the one who doesn't? Yes. That. (the fact that if we actually meet Sana this is probably what's gonna happen and I just CAN'T wait)

Just them two poking me everywhere they can reach (I am EXTREMELY sensitive to pokes, it always gets me all weak, even more if you keep just poking everywhere possible so fast I can't even react, so yeah)

ANTICIPATION. (I just wanna feel it: me pinned down by my lers, all weak because of the pokes, and then they just start provoking anticipation right before wrecking the hell out of me. Yes please.)

Soft tickles on my probable melt spots (Ig they're probably like neck and ears. I am a SUCKER for soft tickling, that's it)

Okay next are DEFINITELY raspberries and nibbles (Like guys- I've never gotten any of them, I don't even know if I'm ticklish to them, but I know I want'em)

Them trying different tools on me and analyzing which ones work better and tickles more (Like, there's nothing as ticklish and as personal as a ler using their own hands to tickle you, that's why I'd rather be tickled with just hands than with anything else, but every once in a while is good to try :3)

Okay this one is completely OBVIOUS if you know me, but I want them to tease the hell out of me til I'm redder than Mars (like yes please just tease me and make me feel all flustered and loved) (I've a few teases list you may use if you want... Just saying...)

This one is even more obvious than the past one, but PRAISES (y'all there's nothing that makes me feel more loved than being called a good lee or told my giggles, or reactions, or literally anything about me is cute, probably just being called a baby. I just wanna be good to have my well deserved tickles and then being told by my lers I'm doing it good yk)

Y'all probably expected this last one from the pasts ones or just cuz you read my posts, but yes, it is aftercare (Are you telling me after being tickled, which I love, I'm gonna be babied and petted and caressed and cuddled and maybe said how well I did or how well I handled it or stuff like that???? YES PLEASE)

Okayyyy, we gonna leave it here for now, I think I didn't forget anything

#tickle #lee #tickle community #tickle content #tickle thoughts #just a lee suffering #just a lee talking #sfw tickle community

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sunnyie-eve · 25 days

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12 | Fixing up cars together

Series: Odds Together

Paring: Ryan Dunn x OFC Margera!

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: None

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"Aren't you tired of fucking up Vito's cars and buying him new ones." I see them tearing apart his new one stretching it across the yard.

"I have money." Bam keeps his answer short and simple.

"I know... You wreak and spend like you have an endless bank account. Must be nice." I sigh. "Why aren't you helping?" I see Ryan just sitting and watching.

"I bet it won't make it. What do you think?"

"I don't think it will." I agree looking at it.

"So it's us vs you two. But we do need your help now, Dunn." Bam tell him so he gets up to help so I take his seat to watch.

"Didn't you just get this for Don Vito? What the hell you doing to it?" Dad comes out. "Bam, everyday he's gotta drive something different. It's getting to him." Dad tells him and they get him to wreak the car too.

"Did he have any clue what you just did to his car?" Rake comes out too to see most of it apart so Bam shhes him.

I was shocked the car actually stretch across the whole yard. "You know what this means. Dunn, Anna you two lose. That means you gotta go tell Don Vito." Bam tells us making Raab laugh.

"How close we gotta be to tell him?" Ryan asks.

"Face to face. But we'll come with you to see you guys get choked out."

"Yeah. Let's do that." Ryan says so we all go back to the house.

Vito of course gets pissed and grabs Ryan so I tell I'm dad, "Dad helped them do it." He starts to do his rambling which none of us understand till Bam tells him let's go get a new car for him.

I some how get dragged along to go look with them. "These cars are so cheap, let's just buy all of them." Bam makes us look at him.

"Why the hell would you buy all of these?" Ryan and I ask at the same time.

"We have 14 acres. I can figure something out." He says making me actually hate him on the inside with how he uses his money.

"Anna, you coming with us?" Ryan waves his hand in front of my face.

"I'm gonna wait here." I lean to rest against the hood of the car.

I mean Bam can do whatever he wants with his money but it still annoyed me. He doesn't care how he spends it. Hell, I would do the same if I had money like him but since I don't I just complain to myself. I made my money writing for a fashion magazine and send in designs I come up with. It didn't pay a lot at all but it was still money.

The guys come back putting shit in the back for Vito's new car so I shake my head at them. Dico and Raab then run across the street to get a fish to put in the back of the car.

Everyone drives back in the new cars to I drive Bam's back leaving first. When we get home I see Bam stop making all the cars hit each other. "And I'm related to that." I get out of his vehicle.

Bam decides to have a crash derby with the other cars and it of course didn't surprise me. I called he would fuck them up.

Around ten o'clock Ryan just comes into my room. "I gotta put up a please knock sign. At some point someone, you because you're the only person who lets themselves in, is gonna walk in on me changing. What do you what?"

"What are your plans for tomorrow?" He jumps onto my bed.

"Get annoyed by y'all and question why me." I give him a smile.

"Great so you can come watch me and some guys work on the cars for the derby."

"Why would I wanna watch you work on cars?" I set my book to the side.

"Because guys working on cars are considered hot... so I hear." He says making me laugh.

"And you heard this where?" I tilt my head.

"Girls..."

"Okay. Now what makes you think I would find you hot working on a car?" I can't help but laugh.

"Because you think that already." He says making me let out a loud ha.

"And what makes you think that?" I cross my arms shaking my head at him.

"Well earlier you were watching me take the car apart."

"I was watching everyone so don't make it seem like you're the special one." I get up to put my book away.

"You know a drunk you spills a lot." He said making me spin around to face him.

"Are you gonna tell me what I told you?" I start to get nervous fidgeting with my fingers behind my back.

"Just that you like watching me work on things." He smiles.

"I didn't say that. What did I really say Dunn?" I get serious.

"That's want you really told me." He starts to chuckle making my heart starts to race because I don't believe him. "Are you tearing up? I'm just messing around with you, Bels." He walks towards me back I back away.

"If I did tell you something serious... You would've talked to me about it right?" I blink a tear out. He looks down stepping back putting his hands in his pockets. "Dunn..."

"Yeah, if you did I would talk to you about it but you didn't. You don't have to panic about anything." He says softly. "You don't have to come with me tomorrow if you don't want to." He leaves my room.

The next morning I wake up and go to Ryan's room to see him still sleeping. I walk over and lay on top of his back since he was sleeping in his stomach again, "Get off me." He groans.

"I get ready to go watch you help with the cars but if you're just gonna sleep in longer... I'll just stay home and find something better to do." I rest my chin on his shoulder. He starts to move so I roll off him to his side, "Come on sleepy head." I poke at him.

"I'm getting up." He slaps my hand away getting up.

"I'll be waiting." I leave his room going downstairs.

After a few trips and stuff we finally get all the cars dropped off to get fixed up for the derby. "Okay, step one is to remove dangerous glass. Watch how it's done. But stand right here." He places me in a spot then looks at the camera not wackinh the taillight accurately.

"I think I regret this. You're gonna drive me insane."

"Then the perfect job for you is to take your anger out on the windows." He hands me something to break them with. "Let it all out." He pats my back. With one swing I break the a window. "I expected at least two swings. You got some issues."

When I was done I watch them remove a back window shield. "I got it." Ryan tells the dude them drops it on purpose making glass go everywhere.

"God damn it, Dunn." I hiss as a tiny piece hits my face.

"Let me see." He comes over grabbing my chin looking at my left cheekbone. "It's just a little cut." He cups my face then kisses the cut, "There it's all better now." I place my hand on his chest pushing him away from me.

"Knock it off, idiot." I say making him laugh taking his jacket off.

"Step two; Improve Aerodynamics." He hands me a hammer as he gets two. "Like beating up meat." He smiles and I chuckle at him as he starts so I just watch him. As he swings to get where the antenna is supposed to go, he misses hitting his knee. The sound he lets out makes me giggle at him. "Your turn to make it better." He turns to face me putting his knee out towards.

I roll my eyes leans down to kiss his knee, "There all better now." I smile before beating up the car with with.

After hours of watching and helping from time to time, Ryan and I head home. "So did you have fun today?" He asks as he drives us.

"Yeah." I nod my head.

"I like when it's just the two of us." He says making me look over at him.

"You do?"

"Yeah." He puts his and on my knee giving it a squeeze.

"Put your hand back in the wheel." I pick it up moving it back towards the wheel. "You scare me enough when you drive with two hands. You driving with one is gonna give me a heart attack." I say making him laugh.

"Who do want to win?" Ryan sneaks up behind me.

"I don't really care so sorry to burst your bubble of you wanting me to say you." I look back at him.

"Can you at least lie to me?" He moves to stand next to me.

"I want you to win." I grab onto his arm is a dramatic way.

"I know you're a better actor than that but I'll take it. What do I get if I last longer than Bam?"

"I'm sure Bam will get out first because he'll fuck himself up. Now go get in your car." I shove him away.

Bam's tank went out first, as I thought, so he got out to take Vito's car to go back in making Dunn's car go out. Third was Raab then technically Vito won because Glomb went out of bounds.

"Told you Bam would go out first." I walk over to Ryan.

"I can't believe Vito technically won." He shakes his head.

"I know. Also here. This is what you get for lasting longer than Bam." I kiss his cheek. "Oh and to boost your ego. You look great working on cars. The girls were right." I laugh walking away.

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axewchao · 9 months

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Komari and Lilac, Revali and Rito!Dallie's hypothetical children that were originally thought up back in 2020. I don't know what compelled me to give them complete designs, but I went and did it!

But since y'all are more familiar with Rito!Dalex, I guess we can say that they're his kids too. How would they be brought into the world if the parents in question were both guys? Hell if I know. I mean if same-sex couples can have kids from praying to a friggin' tree in Rune Factory 5, then maybe there's some other magicky method for those in Hyrule. The wonders of fantasy, ladies and gentlemen! :D

Komari takes after Rito!Dal/Dallie in his chosen hobby and in Dallie's case, feather color. He loves reading and writing all kinds of stories and has a knack for making tales up on the fly, purely for the sake of entertainment. The idea of actually reading them to others, however... yeah he's not gonna do that just yet. Not to the adults, anyway; younger fledglings always find a way to convince him to read to them.

Hint: they know they art of puppy dog eyes XD

Between the two of them, Komari inherited the "special sight" that's passed down Dal/Dallie's family. What 'unseen' thing can he see? Magic trails. Most notably, the kind you leave behind when you turn invisible/teleport a short distance. If you leave a trail, Komari will be able to follow it until the magic itself fades from the area. Basically the magic equivalent of following someone's scent. He first discovered this ability while chasing some Blupees with his sister.

Lilac is the spitting image of her dear dad... in that she may very well be as stubborn as he is, but is much sweeter about it. Basically, she's stubborn for the sake of others rather than herself. You need some Rushrooms from those cliffs? She's on it. You need the Swift Violets too? No problem! A Moblin and a small band of Bokoblins are coming too close to the village? Give her a sword and she's going in! Tired? No, she's not tired, she's got this!

Hint: She's tired. Get her big bro or parents before she passes out, please.

While Komari is interested in the realm of fiction, Lilac is drawn to the realm of facts. In other words, she's a history nerd. The first history tidbit she ever learned was that her big bro's name comes from the name of an ancient Rito Prince. Learning about the prince turned to learning about the Sage that was once his dearest friend, whose name was the inspiration behind Vah Medoh, and... yeah she went to goddamn town on that subject. And if anyone's willing to listen, she could go on for what feels like hours. =w="

It's unknown if Lilac also inherited a form of "special sight" like her brother. But on the other wing, she's considered asking her dad to teach her how to use Revali's Gale. Rev's just waiting for those words to come out of either kids' beaks.

...Please. He's always wanted to teach his Gale to his own children. ;w;

#botw #loz botw #Rito #Komari Rathmore #Lilac Rathmore #only giving them last names so they don't get lost in tags of other peeps named komari and pics of lilacs =w=#also I mentioned Komari's older but not by how much:#he's a year older than Lilac #but once they're adults it's Lilac who ends up tallest XD #axewchaoscribbles

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quodekash · 10 months

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ah frick, i forgot what i was doing again and got distracted for half an hour finding out how many languages have the word for orange the fruit and orange the colour as the same thing, and it turns out most of them do and i think thats really stupid

WAIT APPARENTLY ITS BEEN AN HOUR AND A HALF SINCE I POSTED LAST?? WHAT THE HELL WAS I DOING, I GENUINELY DONT REMEMBER

welp, either way, time to continue. i probably wont finish today

ENGLISH JUMPSCARE, JEEZ, I WAS NOT PREPARED FOR THAT "good morning"

you spent half of it lost in a forest, but sure. whatever you say buddy

kiss. kiss. kiss. kiss. kiss. kiss. kiss. kiss.

HES SO PRECIOUS I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

FHJEWKBSDG THE STICKY NOTES

BRB IMMA CRY REAL QUICK

THE FACE

THE SMILEY FACE

THE PRAN SMILEY FACE

AAAAAAAAA

AND THE WAY THEY KEEP SMILING AT EACH OTHER???

I AM DECEASED. DEAD. GONE.

I AM KICKING MY FEET AND SMILING AND CRYING AND DYING AND AAAAAAA

THEY FISTBUMPED

THYE FISTBUMPED

GIEJRHNGDSOJVBENRPDOIKGNL

YOURE KIDDING

this is the end of me. thats it.

im writing p'aof into my will

someone play Our Song at my funeral

imma head out and die rn

see y'all in hell

OH EW I SAID Y'ALL, NEVER MIND IM COMING BACK, NOT DYING TODAY, I NOW REGRET EVERYTHING IVE EVER DONE

AAAAAAAAAAA

THEYRE BOTH JUST SO PRETTY AND SO PRECIOUS AND I WOULD DIE FOR THEM

PFFFT

my favourite thing is the fact that (if my memory serves me correctly) patpran never actually told phutian that theyre dating, but it was like as soon as they stepped foot into the village their gaydars went off and they just immediately k n e w, and i love it so much

theyre just such dads

HHHHHHH

GUEORJBDG

THEYD BETTER FREAKING COME BACK

THERES NO WAY THEY JUST LEAVE ALL OF THIS BEHIND

THEY DEFINITELY COME BACK EVERY SO OFTEN, COMPLETELY UNANNOUNCED, BECAUSE I SAID SO

AFTER PRAN GOES TO SINGAPORE, WHEN HE COMES BACK ONCE A YEAR THEY GO TO THE VILLAGE FOR A BIT

MAYBE SOMETIMES PAT GETS LONELY WHILE PRAN'S GONE AND HE GOES TO THE VILLAGE FOR A FEW DAYS AND HANGS OUT WITH THE KIDS OR SOMETHING

I CANT TAKE IT IF THEY JUST DONT COME BACK SO THIS STUFF IS CANON NOW I DECIDED

KAMPUNG

MY FAVOURITE CHILD

I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

HIS NAO NONG DOLL EYE MASK???

DAMN OKAY THEN

YES

PLEASE DO

"think of this place as your home. you're always welcome here." YES. GOOD. THANK YOU SO MUCH

ITS NOT THE END OF THE JOURNEY

THEYRE COMING BACK AND THATS FINAL

THEY. ARE. DADS.

I LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH

THEY MAKE ME SO HAPPY????

they're gonna fu-

they're definitely gonna fu-

AND THEY SAID "OF COURSE"

THERE IS HOPEEE

well duh, of course he did

(there's this one tiktok i saw of a clip, and it has been the main driving force for me to finally watch this, (alongside wanting to finish before my friend), and the clip wouldnt have happened if phu didn't sign it)

NO BUT SERIOUSLY

WATCH IT

I HAVE WATCHED THIS ON REPEAT SO MANY TIMES THAT I DONT KNOW WHO I AM ANYMORE

PFFFFTBAHAHAHAHAHA

THIS IS SO FUNNY OMG

THEYRE SUCH HUSBANDS AND BOYFRIENDS AND DADS I LOVE THEM

PLS ITS SO FUNNY

it honestly looks kinda like a horror film or smth

i just love them so much

you guys have literally had sex before, what do you mean a "closer look"

bro hes probably licked those abs before, what are you doing

PLS-

LIKE YOU'RE ANY BETTER?

I JUST LOVE MY DADS SO MUCH

ah frick im out of images again

IM TWELVE MINUTES THROUGH THE EPISODE AND IVE ALREADY USED UP MY 30 SCREENSHOTS FOR ONE TUMBLR POST, WHAT THE HELL

im making another one, ill be back, i promise

#quodekash watches our skyy 2 despite desperately needing to sleep #our skyy 2 #bad buddy #bad buddy series #a tale of thousand stars #atots #1000stars #patpran #phutian #phuphatian #ohmnanon #earthmix #ohm pawat #nanon korapat #earth pirapat #mix sahaphap #our skyy 2 x bad buddy #our skyy 2 x a tale of thousand stars #our skyy 2 x atots

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3 - Back to Mystic High

Part 4

Family is More than Blood

@secretdreamlandmentality

Raelyn’s pov

“So how was your trip back to New Orleans, Andrea?” I asked my niece sitting on the edge of her bed, thankful that she wasn’t here yesterday when we got attacked.

She smiled brightly at me. “It was great. Aunts Freya and Keelin showed me this cool bakery that was new in the quarter.”

“I’m glad you had fun. And I bet your dad and mom were happy to see you being a kid after seven years.” I put my hands in my lap before I heard someone knock on her door and it opened showing my husband.

Andrea waved at him happily. “Hi uncle Nikky.”

“Good to see you, Andrea. Raelyn Alairc told me to find you. He has an assignment for us.” He waved back at the young girl.

Getting to my feet I waved bye to my niece shutting the door so she couldn’t hear what we were talking about. “I’ll see ya later…so what is this assignment he has us helping with?”

“The former high school quarterback Matt Donavan says that two girls from Mystic Falls are missing. Alaric sent some of the kids to help search for them.” He explained leaning against the wooden wall.

Brushing my hair behind my ear I nodded. “And he wants us to supervise them so they stay out of trouble. This should be fun.” Turning on my feet I smiled seeing him turn around and follow me.

“Why exactly are you happy about this? These human kids at this high school don’t even know supernatural creatures exist. All they are thinking about is partying and sex.” Klaus raised a brow at me walking right beside me.

I smirked up at him, nudging him with my arm. “Then you already fit in with half of them. And the reason I want to check it out is because Jacob and I never went to a real normal school. We were homeschooled and secretly taught magic by our mother. But otherwise no normal life stuff for us.”

“Until you met me then you got to have all your firsts.” Nik vamped me gently against the wall holding me up by my legs with my arms draped over his shoulder. “And I know you rather enjoy our time together.”

Sending him a smile I vamped out of his embrace dragging him down the hallway. “Come on, Nik. We have to go to high school today.” We met the kids outside and drove the Salvatore bus to Mystic Falls high school.

Klaus and I followed the group outside the back of the high school finding one of the young vampires feeding on a girl. "Thought we were cool, bruh."

Lizzie snapped. "Don't "bruh" him. Second place or not, we know you killed Dana."

Hope sent her a confused look. "Wait. Dana's dead?"

MG explains to us. "Dr. Saltzman said they found her dead from a vampire bite."

"I didn't kill her, so y'all need to get the hell outta my face." Kaleb attempts to leave until Lizzie siphons from MG's shoulder.

She moved around him, still hurting him with magic. "Come on, guys, let's go. It's hero time."

Hope mumbled. "To the Blondemobile."

"Not so fast, Kaleb." Lizzie lowered her hand giving him some relief.

Kaleb rolls his eyes, dropping his hands from his head. "I told you, all I did was feed. torture me all you want to, but my answer's gonna remain the same... because I didn't kill Dana."

Klaus stepped towards the young vampire threatening him with his werewolf eyes. "If you’re lying you should know my bite can kill you and my blood is the only cure or I can compel any vampire since I am an original!"

"Trust me, Kaleb. He usually doesn't give someone a warning before he gets his point across. If you’re lying he'll find out." Sending the vampire a glare I flashed my fangs at him.

Landon said in Kaleb's defense. "Uh, he's right."

"What, so you're a mind reader now, Landon?" Lizzie turned to him, scoffing.

He pointed towards the treeline where we saw a blonde girl with dirt and healed wounds on her neck. "Call it a hunch."

Dana sat down on a park bench in a panic scoffing up at Lizzie, touching the wound she had on her neck. "We were on the way to graffiti that mill at your school. It was a harmless prank. But then I got snatched. Next thing I remember, I woke up in a ditch. So enjoy it while you can, Lizzie. I'm sure I look like crap. Oh, my God. What is that?"

Hope stuttered. "It's... Someone help me out here."

"It's the mother of all hickeys. You're fine, Dana. You're just a-a little slutty." Lizzie was quick on her feet trying to sound confident.

"I don't even like any of you. I should be talking to the cops." Dana made Kaleb roll his eyes trying to leave.

Landon jumps in front of her. "I can't let you do that."

Hope stepped forward casting a sleeping spell on Dana. "Ad somnum."

"I mean, she can't let you do that." Landon dropped his hands.

Staring at Dana’s body I run my fingers through my hair already knowing that this girl won’t make it as a vampire. Lizzie spun towards Kaleb raising her voice in frustration. “So you didn't kill her. You freaking turned her?”

“Turned her? You think I want to sit and listen to that for all eternity?” Kaleb grumbled back at the blonde Gemini witch.

Hope slapped her hands on her knees sending me and her father a frustrated glance knowing we would understand. “Well, someone did, meaning that we have a transitioning vampire on our hands.”

“Let’s hope Alina and Missy are having better work finding out what happened to the other girl. We don’t need two new vampires on our hands.” Klaus huffed putting his hands in the pockets of his black leather jacket that looked like the one Damon would wear.

Missy’s pov

Mom and dad stayed with most of the group while Alina and I stayed together thinking it was easier since I had vampire powers and we could siphon off each other. Focusing my hearing we passed through a few people until we got to an empty hallway. “I don’t exactly see what the whole excitement is here that auntie Rebekah was so taken with. I mean most of the people here seem too stuck up.”

“Well we’re not all bad.” A boy’s voice came down the hallway where my twin and I turned our heads seeing a boy with brown hair and bright green eyes.

Clutching my hands into fists at my sides I sucked in a breath hearing his heart beating inside his chest. “Uh sorry. My sister didn’t mean any offense by it. We're just - uh looking- doing a tour.” I gulped feeling nervous like I couldn’t talk to this guy.

“I’m just messing with you. I’m Ethan. Ethan Machado. Who are you guys?” He asked, tilting his head to the side showing us a grin.

Alina stepped forward, extending her hand to him and they shook hands looking back at me. Yet when she stared at me she sent me a teasing look. “Alina Mikaelson and that’s my twin sister Melissa. And she’s not normally this shy.”

“Yeah sorry. And I prefer everyone to call me Missy.” Brushing past her I extended my hand to him and we shook hands.

Ethan lifted his gaze upward to mine where I bit my lip enjoying the way my name sounded coming from him. “It’s nice to meet you, Missy. Hey uh if you and your sister do get to come here. I hope to see you around.” He gave us a head nod before he left us alone in the hallway.

Glancing over my shoulder I saw my sister smirking at me with her arms crossed over her chest looking so much like how dad would look at me when he was teasing her. “What’s that look for?”

“You never get embarrassed around boys before. You never stumble on your words either. So all I can say is that you have a crush on him.” She tapped her finger on her chin, still smirking.

Throwing my hair around when I shake my head no back and forth I didn’t agree with her. “No I don’t. I can’t believe you would even think of something so ridiculous!”

“You’re in denial so I know I’m right.” Alina snapped, waving her index finger in my face.

Throwing my hands up I stomped up in her face showing her my vampire fangs and veins while trying to not blush at the thought. “How would you know what crushing on a guy would look like hmm. You were told to marry Jackson without a choice.”

“I’m not naive Missy. Plus he’s human so he probably won’t be like Hope’s last boyfriend. You’ll just have to worry about dad.” She starts walking away.

Using my vamp speed I snapped at her. “You were told to marry someone first.”

“But you still have to worry about dad finding out. Don’t worry sis I won’t tell. Just know I approve cause he seems nice.” Alina shrugs her shoulders walking around me where I rolled my eyes following after her.

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