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I wonder if @sleepyconfusedpotato has seen The Raid Redemption or its sequel, 'cause I imagine Jade would absolutely know Silat if she uses karambits in CQC.
#oc art#charlotte jade le jardin#call of duty oc#Fucken brutal shit#She'd be so ruthless at it#Just imagine the Shadow Company guys screaming 'WHY IS SHE BEATING US'#Ghost sure likes it#call of duty modern warfare#call of duty modern warfare ii#cod mw#shenanigans#the raid#martial arts#silat
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i’d never even considered how the civil war would affect alfred during ww1, that’s a really interesting idea. would you mind expanding a bit more if you haven’t already?
fuck yes I can expand on that. TW for historic nastiness.
Okay to prelude— I don't typically do 1:1 state/gov to character but considering the cession of the south into a separate state and the US itself is the Union, my boy is in blue. In this blog's universe there is no schizophrenia or split personality or Doppelgänger or any other representation of the south. It gutted him and he lost feeling in a lot of his usual area and it severely weakened him but he represented the United States and that means union blue. And considering the north really doesn't have all that much moral leverage on the south especially in matters of racism, it's not much of a jump. If you aren't crazy about that, look away now.
So. Trench warfare. It's as old as humans bashing each other's heads in. Defensive ditches are an archaeological feature across the applicable world. But it's the American Civil War that might hold the gold medal for largest gap between how technology designed to kill had advanced spectacularly over any innovation that might save lives. I won't say deadliest because you do have the Taiping Rebellion around the same time but a lot of that was sièges and counter sieges and river based naval engagements. But anyway— rifled artillery and direct fire techniques had changed the game and soldiers were driven underground behind parapets and sandbags. Around Petersburg especially. And it's towards the end of the war when the Confederacy is increasingly desperate and hand to hand fighting is getting more common and more brutal. Entire regiments were lost in hand to hand mêlée. And if a soldier didn't die instantly, it was off to a field hospital. Guts ripped open by iron shells, lungs hanging from the tips of bayonets, wounds so infected they glowed, limbs hacked off by a surgeon who hadn't washed his hands in six days and sepsis rot so foul someone can taste it on the air even with the mouth closed. Malaria and typhoid so fucking bad the army cots would literally shake apart from how bad men shivered when the chills aspect of the fever cycle hit. I know it's fashionable right now especially on vintage fashion YouTube to say people in history weren't disgusting but like, I've been in archives for years. Yeah it fucken was. Never was medicine so far behind the ability to kill.
So Alfred's probably died a solid dozen times half of which from shitting himself because he's probably riddled with parasites. He's been shot, stabbed, slashed. Shaken, rattled and absolutely steam rolled. And the final part of his almighty trauma is this is happening just up the river from where he was born in Jamestown. Alfred is on his belly in the earth beneath the feet of the people that bore him and then rejected him, begging his Protestant God and any of his own people listening and the very earth itself to protect him, to keep him alive as shell after shell lands around him.
When every battle is over, the dead rot in piles across the fields and trenches. The famous photos of the Antietam and Gettysburg dead are days old, you can see some of the bodies had been looted. There were so many dead and so many dying that upon its tardy entrance into world war one, the US had a more coherent body management and disposal program than any other of the entente powers. Who had already been at war for nearly four years.
So yeah, in my opinion he got ten steps into a front line trench where the British and especially the French were just causally walking on bodies, he vomited so hard New York felt California rattling around in there and said fuck it. My boy was either off to cleaner pastures like Belleau Wood or the air corps. It was too much too soon and he just couldn't keep it together in those conditions. They knew what bacteria were by WW1 and he was a burgeoning world power. So he probably only went full himbo with dysentery twice in France so it wasn't as bad as his civil war flop era but oof. That smell, the screams, pressing himself into soil that is not his own yet again is too recent and too vulnerable. He can't do it again so soon.
#the ask box || probis pateo#hws America#meatsack mechanics || the sociology and biology of nations#I'm back#broke my tablet lol
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Ok so I have a problem, I was wondering if you could write something of Eddie fucking the reader or just some type of smut activity during the slow part of Sweet Child of mine by Guns and Roses. Specifically the part after the guitar solo where Izzy’s and Axl keep saying “Where do we go”. CAUSE HOW IZZY SINGS IT OH LORD. since nobody gonna fuck me I need it fictionally. Make this shit dirty/ nasty. Idk fucking make this shit hot.
Ok but also have Eddie smoking a cig during this or he picks one up and hands it to the reader during that part of the song. I’m feral atm
Please and thank you. (This could be older Eddie too)
Your dirty, I like that.😧😏
Warning: so much smut and of course fluff.
Minor's DNI nsfw 18+
Author's notes:I hope I did you justice and Thank you for your request babe.💕
older Eddie x reader.
Music to my ears.
Eddie loved looking at your naked body. It was a piece of art to him a very special kind of art. He loves to roam your body looking at the beauty marks and all. He loved to see you so blissed out and gone from this world. He loved how Cock drunk you got, he loved the sweet sounds of your moans everytime he would fuck you into the bed. He loved it all. He loved you and he always made sure to show you.
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Eddie has you between his legs your back to his chest fully naked as you could feel his hard Cock touch your back both of your sweaty body's melting into eachother as he is sucking, licking and biting your neck plunging your thick toy he bought you a couple of days ago inside of you. Eddie is making you a whiny mess rubbing your wet sensitive clit as he slowly goes in and out of your weeping hole. You looked at yourself and Eddie threw your body framed mirror that was set Infront of y'all's bed. You were watching Eddie fuck you. You were grabbing onto his hand guiding him in and out of your pussy as you take a couple of hits of your ciggerate letting the smoke out of your mouth as you dropped your head back on his shoulder letting your mouth open as your face srunches up and your chest heavily rise's up and down feeling Eddie's legs get tighter around yours locking you in place making sure you didn't move alot. Your moans get higher everytime getting louder then the blasting music that roams threw Eddie's room.
"Fuck baby you like this shit don't you? You like whatching me fuck you with a cock that isn't mine huh?" Eddie whispers on your neck sending chills down your body feeling your nipples harden and your pussy pulsing.
"mhm I Fucken love it." You whispered. Eddie slowly take the toy out of you causing you to whine as you clenched on nothing. Eddie giggled running the tip of the rubber cock threw your folds down to your asshole smiring all the cum that leaked out of your pussy he runs the toy up and down your hole and around your clit slapping it a few times making your body jerk up. Eddie grabs the ciggerate from your hand before you could drop it.
"Fuck baby look at that shit, so fucken wet and ready for me." Eddie said taking a puff of the hafe finished ciggerate blowing the smoke onto your neck as he rams the toy back onto your tight little hole. You gasp digging your nails into Eddie pale thighs.
"Mhmm baby more I want more." You tell Eddie letting your back arch as Eddie slowly pumps the toy in and out, so hypnotized by the sound of your dripping pussy meeting the rubber cock he analyzed how everytime he push the toy so deep inside you your toes would curl and your pussy would clench so hard on the cock Eddie would have to wiggle it out of your tight grip.
Whoa, yeah
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Sweet child o mine
Whoa, oh, whoa, oh
Sweet love of mine.
"yeah baby you want more?" Eddie mocked your whiney voice. You nod your head repeatedly rolling your hips as you reach down to your clit rubbing it at a brutal pase. Eddie growls looking ahead of y'all watching how fast you rubbed your clit and how blissful you looked with your eyes rolled back and how hard you were bitting your lip moving your hips to the rythem of the song. Eddie's violently moved your hand away from your clit filing the cigarette bud on the floor. He speeds up his pase as the guitar solo boom's threw his speakers. You gasp pushing your ass back into Eddie .
"Come on baby follow the rythem, mhmm ,yeah just like that, making me so proud." You look ahead of you as you watched how Eddie brutaly spammed the toy in and out of you, Eddie's face squinched up bitting down on his lip . You could hear how hard he was breathing threw his nose ,studying your body rutting the pink toy in and out of you. Your moans get higher as you rolled your eyes back letting your head fall on Eddies shoulders, he grabs onto your neck pushing your ear to his lips.
"Keep your eyes open baby and look at yourself while I fuck you okay." Eddie growls into your ear as he brutaly sucks in your neck slamming the cock into your pussy as he wiggles the toy in your wet hole pushing the toy into you more not caring take it out of you.
"FUCKKK EDDIE PLEASE I WANNA CUM I WANNA CUM!" You whine as Eddie giggles.
"yeah you wanna cum. You wanna cum on daddy's dick baby?" Eddie removes the toy from your pussy setting it aside as he pushes you down on your stomach getting up on his knees as he drags your ass twords his cock. Eddie strokes his dick letting his head fall backwards before he slams into you with no warning.
"Fuck yes! The toy got you so nice and streached out for me." Eddie slams into you at a brutal pase as his hips follow the rythem of the guitar solo blasting threw his speakers. Eddie hands come down on your sweet thick ass slapping it as he sees the fat of your ass jiggle everytime it bounces back on his.
Eddie follows the rythem slamming into you. You tried to get back up on all four but Eddie would just push your head back down into y'all's mattress.
"FUCK YES!" Eddie grunted smacking your ass . Your a wet mess at this point spit is Coming out of your mouth, your eyes roll back as your thoughts disappear into the rythem of the song. You look forward giving your full attention to Eddie as you see his eyes widen staring down watching his cock disappear into your tight little cunt his eyebrows are srunched up as his mouth falls open. You bit down on your lip as you slowly push back onto Eddie following the rythem of him.
"More!" You moan wiggling your ass as Eddie hits your ass rubbing the red mark he grunts and moans and before the solo stops Eddie picks up the toy as he makes eye contact with you.
"yeah you want more I'll give you more." Before you could answer Eddie wiggles the toy into your pussy as he fucks you slowly loosing you up to fit him and the toy that still had your creamy white cum sliding down it's rubber tip.
"OH FUCKKK OH SHIT TOO MUCH BABY TOO MUCH!" Eddie giggles as he pouts.
"you SAID you wanted more so." Eddie slams the cock into you as it rubs onto his cock. "Fucked TAKE IT." Eddie growled as the solo finished.
Where do we go?
Where do we go now?
Where do we go?
Ohh, oh, where do we go?
Where do we go now?
Oh, where do we go now?
Where do we go? (Sweet child)
"oh fuck love this pussy so much baby she taking me so well." Eddie works the toy in and out of you as it squishes inside of you rubbing up against Eddie's throbbing cock. You loved how full you filled letting your boyfriend do whatever he wants to your needy cunt.
Where do we go now?
Ay,ay,ay, ay, ay, ay, ay ,ay
Where do we go now
Ah ,ah
"Mhm just for you baby she love how you make her feel so good so full." You moan out bitting down on the bed as your focas on the voices of Izzy and axel singing the hell out of their outro. You could see Eddie starting to bop his head to the rythem of the guitar outro as he fasten his pase his Right hand holds onto you soft hips as his left hand is at the base of the fake balls of the toy slowly painfully sliding it in and out of you letting y'all's shared cum drip down onto his balls and bedsheets.
Where do we go
Oh,Where do we go now
Oh where do we go
Oh where do we go now
"mhm yeah you like how my Cocks fill in your pussy baby."
"yes yes I love it so much." You cry out feeling your stomach flex and your muscles tense. Eddie could feel you tighting around his cock he could hear how you moans got more pitchy and louder. He could sence that you were close to cumming so Eddie wiggles out the toy letting your cum drip down from the tip of the rubber cock onto your asshole. He looked at it in amaze seeing how drenched you got the rubber cock and himself .Eddie chokes on his moan as he slides out of you leaving you empty and whiney.
"No, no please baby don't stop." You pled Eddie wiggling your ass up in the air.
"shh give me a second baby I just wanna taste you." Eddie said bending his head down as he licks a fat line from your drenched hole all the way up to your asshole he repeats it once again,but this time he opens up your lips as he pushes his long tounge into your pussy he hums into your pussy sending a vibration down to your clit. Your crying and whiney telling Eddie how good he made you feel,your eyes rolled back as your ass started to rock up against his face. Eddie lifts up his head kissing you left ass cheek as he quickly turns you around onto your back grabbing your legs as he locks them around his neck you gasp in a shock as he punges right into your cunt once again.
"FUCK GONNA FILL THIS PUSSY UP WITH SO MUCH OF MY CUM." Eddie threw his head back as his bangs and hair sticks to his sweaty forehead an neck.
"UH fuckkk yessssss baby faster please daddy FASTER" You tell Eddie as he doesn't take his eyes off of you Eddie grabs onto your left boob squeezing onto it as he growls from your cunt tighting around him.
Where do we go
Oh, where do we go now
"you gonna cum baby gonna cum for daddy princess gonna squeeze my fucken cock as I pound into your pretty little pussy letting me fill you up as my cum leaks out of your tight hole huh baby."
"yes, yes, yes, I wanna cum wanna cum on your cock I want you to cum in me."
Now, now, now now, now, now,now
Eddie grabs ahold of your neck with both of his big hands squeezing down on your throat making your eyes role back and your mouth open as Eddie leans down spitting into your mouth.
"beg me .Beg me to cum" Eddie told you reaching down to your pussy as he slap's it.
"I said to FUCKEN BEG ME !"
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
Eddie's thick hands meet your sensitive pussy.
"OH FUCK, PLEASE LET ME CUM, PLEASE, I WANNA CUM AROUND YOUR FAT COCK ,I WANNA CUM SO FUCKEN BADLY DADDY ,PLEASE LET ME CUM,PLEASE LET ME CUM, I PROMISE ILL BE GOOD, SO GOOD FOR YOU,ONLY YOU JUST PLEASE LET ME CUM!"
"FUCK, FUCK YEAH BABY CUM ON DADDY'S COCK . I WANT YOU TO CUM SO HARD, LET GO FOR ME BABY?" you nod your head as Eddie pounds into your pussy like his own personal Fleshlight. Your lost in the noices of the music fading away and replaced with the sounds of Eddie's balls slapping the bottom of your ass and Eddies deep ruts and growls coming from his mouth as you tighten around him.
"FUCK ,FUCK, FUCKKK, EDDIE IM CUMMING, IM CUMMING, IM FUCKEN CUMMING UHHHHH!" Eddie holds your body down as you came around his cock.
"FUCK YEAH THATS IT BABY LET IT OUT LET IT OUT FOR DADDY!" Eddie fucks you threw your high as he presses his thick fingers onto your clit rubbing it violently making your body over stimulate as it jerks up and you choke on your own cry's.
"FU- FUCKK TOO MUCH DADDY TOO MUCH." You studded trying to push Eddie's away from your throbbing pussy.
"nu uh baby you can take it you got it just let daddy cum okay let daddy fill up your tight little pussy, let daddy use you." Eddie fasten his speed rubbing your clit, you could feel it all being to much for you.
Sweet child
Before you could warn Eddie, your juices start to spray out flying everywhere on Eddie's cock drenching him. It caught Eddie in surprise as he pushing into you bending your legs to the side of your face.
"FUCK YES THATS IT BABY ,LET IT OUT, SOCK DADDY'S COCK LIKE A GOOD GIRL YOU ARE."
Sweet child of mine
Eddie grunts fucking himself into your drenched pussy as his thick cum shoots inside of your cunt slowly moving his hips as he rides out his high. His body twitches as he ruts into you one more time hearing you small cry's from your mouth.
"Fuck that was so good baby you did so well." Eddie whispered into your ear kissing you down to your neck leaving his soft cock inside of you too scared to pull out not wanting any of his cum to leak out of your his pussy .
"mhm did you cum in me?" You asked as Eddie giggled glad to see you fully concess.
"mhm you made me cum so much baby made daddy feel so good." Eddie answered back kissing your wet lips moving your hair out of your face as you hands whrom his back sending chills down his spine.
Eddie slowly removes himself from your cunt as y'all both moans from the sensitivity running threw y'all's body. Eddie watches as his cum leaks out of your pussy he brings his two fingers up to your hole gathering all his cum stuffing it back into you.
"mhm were definitely doing this again."
#eddie munson#eddie x reader#eddie munson x reader#eddie stranger things#eddie munson smut#eddie x fem!reader
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TAM DONT READ THIS it pisses me off SO MUCH when ppl make fun of the vamery fist bump scene bc "he friendzoned her so hard" when first of all FUCK YOU second of all that shit was romantic as hell do u rlly think 2 ppl traumatised to shit would just make out sloppy style for the first time in front of a crowd of people FUCK NO THEY WOULDNT like for fucks sake its not a friendzone u can see their relationship as platonic if u want but to joke about that scene being a friendzone will never not get under my skin coz all u fucken ppl want from a ~canon ship~ is a sloppy onscreen makeout sesh and nothing short of it like u mfs cannot read subtelty and it blows but THIRD is all the ppl saying this are vashwood diehards and are we just forgetting that in their ~final scene together~ when wolfwood is pouring his heart out vash just tells him to shut the fuck up and "stop saying stupid things"?
sorry if ur reading vamery fistbump as a friendzone then the couch scene is the most brutal rejection in the world but heres the thing: BOTH THOSE SCENES ARE ROMANTIC AS HELL. THEYR BOTH FANTASTIC AND BOTH A REALLY SWEET AND REALLY PAINFUL ILLUSTRATION OF THE WAY VASH STRUGGLES TO EXPRESS LOVE
vamery fistbump scene solos and next time someone calls it a "brutal friendzone" im stealing shit from ur house
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Oh ok you’ve seen it cool.
We need to talk about this then. Obligatory spoiler warning.
(Ignore the dubious quality I took this on a phone )
Ok- like- what do you even do in this situation if you’re Kong? That thing needs four Titan-sized chain leashes to keep it down, charges up like Godzilla, and is half its size by virtue of being on four legs. It’s already double his size if proportions are accurate.
Insane. Titan among titans. Can’t wait to see her try to murder him ❤️
SCYLLA. SPIDER.
In Rome clearly, you can see statues. Wonder why they’re fighting? Scylla must’ve gotten peeved at something and Goji’s stopping her from stomping on his favorite sleepy place (the literal colosseum).
SHIMO FUCKEN BIIIIIIIG!
Regarding Scylla, there's actually a prequel comic – Godzilla X Kong: The Hunted – setting up the Goji-Scylla brawl, and I'll put details (or as many details I can recall) under the cut in case you want to track it down. If not, read away!
So the antagonist of The Hunted is this billionaire tech bro with a cybernetic arm who kidnaps superfauna from the Hollow Earth and uses them to test his Mecha up on the Topside. As for how he gets away with this with a Monarch outpost set up in the Hollow Earth, maybe he's got signal blocker tech, or his cyber arm can cause SIGNALIS-style feedback loops or something, who knows. What a cartoon character this guy is, dude decorates his island mansion with Titan statues, or stuffed displays or something. This dude's building himself up to bigger and stronger fights so he can one day fight Godzilla, because it turns out that oh no! He lost his family and also his arm in the events of 2014! I think his family was in Las Vegas at the time, which makes it darkly funny, because Tech Bro is on a revenge kick and Femuto was literally just going for an after lunch walk.
Godzilla knows some shit is happening, so Tech Bro throws the Big G off his trail by futzing with some signals which, if I recall correctly, ends up causing Scylla to go on a Nuclear Power Plant Feeding Frenzy. Bernie's keeping tabs on the situation and provides commentary/narration. One power plant goes full Elephant's Foot by the time she's done. Goji's chasing after her but can't catch up to make her cut the shit out... until Rome, which is where we get Godzilla vs Scylla. Also, JAYSUS WEPT, but did they amp up the spidery aesthetic for Scylla?! She's activating my arachnophobia, damn!
But what happens to Tech Bro? Lemme tell ya: Tech Bro suits up in his We Have Pacific Rim At Home-ass Mecha and goes fucking around in the Hollow Earth. One of the new critters introduced is this thorny tailed puma cat thing, and Tech Bro spots two cubs playing. Like a scumbag, he goes to kill them. Mama Thorn Cat intervenes to protect her babies but is killed, and Tech Bro (having gleefully become the same sadistic family-destroying monster he views the Titans as) chases down the cubs to brutally kill them...
But Kong shows up to save the day! Tech Bro puts up a fight and he's yammering all about how Kong's just a big dumb monkey and has nothing to him but his size (dude must have slept on the Hong Kong Fight, because only a Hubristic Dumbass would underestimate Kong), and that "I, as a cool big dick human man with money and a TRAGIC BACKSTORY am the REAL HUNTER AND NOT YOU" and long story short Kong drops his Mecha down a cliff and bricks it. Tech Bro escapes his busted ass mecha whining about the cost of his Mecha, and ends up killed by the same cubs he tried to kill. Circle of Life, you love to see it.
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TW: VENT
just me venting out my frustrations about my family not caring about Palestine and supporting/buying from McDonald's today (which supports Israel)
I get pretty serious and emotional I guess.... I don't know, I'm just tired.
I absolutely hate that my parents and brother really don't give a shit about what's happening in the world right now, I'm absolutely convinced that my family either doesn't know there's a boycott happening against companies that support Israel, or they know and they just don't give a crap. Today my brother (who's 19 mind you) wanted to eat McDonald's today and my mom also agreed, I obviously don't want to eat McDonald's so I tired suggesting other places to eat instead, but neither my mom or brother wanted to and said they wanted to eat McDonald's, I obviously was starting to get frustrated and asked my mom if I could instead eat anything left over we had in the house. But my mom told me there was nothing I could eat and that she was too tried to cook something for me because of how busy she was working the whole day (my dad can't cook either).
So.... after arguing with my mom and my mom questioning why I don't want to eat McDonald's I just gave up. Since there wasn't anything else I could've eaten... I said I would eat McDonald's then. I felt so fucken guilty eating some cheap unhealthy fast food that for some reason my family just want to eat every weekend. If I could I would gladly stop eating McDonald's and all the other fast food places that support Israel, but unfortunately because of my uncaring family, I'm forced to eat food that supports genocide and is okay with children getting brutally killed by bombs each day... I just want to snap at my family and tell them how much I hate them for not caring, for how much they don't give a shit about Palestinians getting brutally killed everyday.
I fucken hate my family.
I just want to throw up the disgusting food I just ate right now.
I feel like I'm a disgrace and failing Palestinians right now.
#Clover's text#tw vent#vent#boycott disney#boycott mcdonalds#boycott starbucks#boycott israel#from the river to the sea palestine will be free#i stand with palestine 🇵🇸#free palestine 🇵🇸#free palestine#important#i will never shut up about this#no matter how painful it may be#fuck israel#israel is a terrorist state
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I was on the brink of having a breakdown and needed to redirect my energy to something else so I went to my notes app and uh… yeah. A shitty little drabble. Enjoy ☺️ (May be cross-posted to Ao3!) ((also the format looks funky because I wrote this in my notes app and copy/pasted it onto here via phone))
Pairing: Daryl Dixon/Reader
Relationships: Rick Grimes/Reader (Adoptive Daughter), Negan Smith/Reader (Biological Daughter)
Warnings: The Walking Dead typical violence, thoughts of death/suicide, self-deprecation, Canon Divergence, Death/Murder
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A Warning
I can't hold on anymore.
It feels like the pit in my chest is getting deeper. The lump in my throat getting bigger, harder to swallow down and ignore.
My eyes burn with unshed tears and my clenched teeth hurt my jaw.
The palm of my hand is being indented with the ragged nails I had chewed and bitten off overtime with my anxiety taking over me.
Never did this thought of death feel so appealing until now. Not until we got to Alexandria and it all went to shit. I knew it was all too good to be true.
My knees are aching on this forest floor.
Negan starts his little song, his voice vibrating up my spine. Giving me goosebumps. Forcing bile into my mouth as his bat points directly at my head.
I follow the bat up to his eyes.
“Well darlin’! I didn’t expect to see you here.”
He kneels down and gently grabs my chin, forcing me to keep eye contact.
“I’m almost tempted to skip you darlin’. You can come home. Mm? Wanna come back home to Daddy?”
The venom on my tongue is searing, “Fuck you Negan.”
“That’s no way to talk to your father, kid.” His face steels has he stands up.
I smirk up to him, “Go on Daddy. Do it. Like you do to every one else. Swing.”
“Do NOT fucking do this. Do you really think I want to bash in my own kids head? Huh?” His eyes look wild, as though his psyche is breaking slightly. Only slightly.
“How about, we try this again, hmm gang?! Let’s try this again and if it lands on this lovely lady then so fucken be it!” He yells out to his loyal subjects who break out into cheering.
“Eeny… Meeny… Miny… Mo. Catch… a Tiger… By… His Toe. If… He Hollers… Let Him Go. My Mother… Told Me… To Pick… The Very… Best… One. And you… Are… It.” He drawls out once more but this time, this time it was with purpose. The bat swings by me and points to Abraham. No.
“Anybody moves, anybody says anything, cut the boys other eye out and feed it to his father. And then we’ll start. You can breathe. You can blink. You can cry. Hell… You’re all gonna be doing that.”
CRACK!
The bat brutally hits into Abraham’s skull.
But he sits back up, his face mangled.
“Would you look at that! Takin’ it like a champ!”
WHACK!
Oh God.
Abraham’s blood is splattered on my face. I still. My body shaking and I lose focus on where I am and what’s happening.
Before I can clock it, I’m standing, barreling into Negan while Abraham’s dead body lays beside where I was. His head melding into the ground below.
I wail all of my force into punching my fathers face. He quickly overpowers me and throws me off. He stands up, grabbing Lucille from the ground and in pure rage he slams the bat into my abdominal area.
My scream echos into the surrounds and I feel my body and clothes tearing as the barbs pull back up on the bat.
My hands shake as I hold onto my stomach, looking up in pure fear at Negan. And he stares back, the same look of fear on his face.
“Baby, baby no. No no no. Fuck. FUCK.” He kneels down and pulls up my shirt despite my denial, and assess the wounds.
I look over to Daryl. His face is ghost white. “Daryl… Honey I love you.”
“Consider this a warning.” Negan announces, standing up.
“A big fucken warning. I’ll be around in 2 days to settle an arrangement. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes Negan. Perfectly clear.” Rick strains out.
Negan gives me one last look before calling his men away to go back to The Sanctuary.
Rick and Daryl rush over to my side. Daryl brushing my hair from my face and giving me a solid kiss on my lips.
I look to Rick. “Will I be okay?” He nods. But I don’t know if I believe him. Not yet.
Rick, Carl and some others return to Alexandria to plan what’s happening with Negan while Daryl, Glenn, myself and Maggie head to Hilltop to use their medical services.
Daryl clutches onto me, hoping I make it through the next few days.
#the walking dead#daryl dixon#daryl dixon x reader#Daryl Dixon/Reader#TWD#rick grimes#daryldixon#the walking dead drabble#negan#negan smith#thewalkingmfdead
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(Nsfw 94 tas Spidervenom) it’s just Eddie and Peter coming to terms about their “unfriendly violent” situation and ends up with them having an intercourses (btw Peter never had an experience with a man but has the thoughts about it,Eddie has it thanks to symby) and basically Peter “disappeared” for a whole weekend
I definitely will see what I can write with this request you sent me😁👍I definitely got occupied, so once I stopped getting occupied with what was going on during the weekend, I did complete the other request (which was unexpected) and I'm working on this request right now😁👍It may take me a while to complete this😅 I will see how it turns out😃👍
🕷️☣️Let's Set Aside Our Differences For Atleast This Weekend☣️🕷️((Peter Parker (aka Spiderman) x Eddie Brock (aka, Venom)(Both Adults))
Genres: Enemies To Lovers and Smut (Warning +18⚠️: Language, Anal Intercourse (Anal Penitration), Oral (both recieving), and anal fingering)
One Friday night, while Peter Parker (Spiderman) was patrolling the city to see if there's any crime going on, he ended up having to battle Eddie Brock (Venom) (who started the fight against Peter, due to the symbiont inside Eddie obviously) and the battle very unfriendly, violent, and definitely brutal. Unfortunately, when Peter thought he had the upper hand, Eddie somehow knocked him out. While it may seem like it was on purpose, on Eddie's part, it was never his intention to knock Peter out the way he did.
Throughout the years of his rivalry with Peter, it has always appeared that he despised Peter, however truth be told, Eddie always had a crush on Peter, which is why Eddie was always antagonisting Peter. As for Peter, he did have feelings for Eddie, however he repressed those feelings he had for him, because of every horrible thing he has done to Peter and the fact he is a hero and Eddie who is Venom is his enemy at the very least. Venom then said, "C'mon Eddie! We got what we came for! Take your boyfriend Peter to your place and have fun with him!". Eddie was shocked about to hear those words come out of Venom's mouth, as he replied, "He's not my boyfriend! I thought we just got over this! You fucking around with me like this, is probably the only issue with having the symbiont, I guess... So, can you please shut up about Peter already, for God sake, Venom!". "Yeah, yeah... That's what they all say, Eddie... Don't deny that you have your sexual urges to the point you want to do things with Peter... Tie Peter up and take him home for this weekend... It's the right thing to do, Eddie...".
Eddie used a rope to tie Peter's wrists together. Before Eddie finished tying Peter's ankles together, Peter was no longer unconscious. Peter's heart was racing as he was starting to fear, if Eddie was finally going to end Peter's life. He just doesn't know Eddie's true intentions for tying Peter's ankles together and his wrists together.
Once Eddie notices Peter came back to his consciousness he said, "Oh... You're finally awake, Peter... I decided I'm going to bring you to my place for the weekend...". Peter spat, "What the hell for?! Haven't been trying to kill me this whole fucken, time?! We're sworn enemies, damn it! I can't be spending any time at your fucken, place!". While Eddie tried to keep his cool, he replied, "If a villain can visit a hero's home or a vigilante's home just to frighten them if memories or some fucken shit, I can certainly damn well take you to my fucken place, so we can be intimate together, honey...". Peter angrily replied back, "Fuck off! Don't call me honey, fuck head?! I'm not falling for your tricks, you bastard! Have you forgotten we're sworn enemies?!".
Eddie started to get fed up with Peter, as Eddie yelled, "Can you fucken, set aside our fucken differences for atleast one fucken weekend?! I may appear damn well hateful towards you, however the fucken, truth is that I've been in fucken, in love with you for a damn long time! And don't you dare fucken lie and say that you never had any fucken feelings for me, because I have known for a long time that you damn well are in love with me, too! And I don't give a fuck, if you fucken like it or not, Peter! You're spending this whole fucken weekend with me and we're gonna make out after we get inside of my home!", before picking up Peter, as Eddie carries Peter on his shoulders. On the way home the both of them have been really cursing at eachother (More Peter cursing at Eddie). After Eddie carried Peter inside his place, Eddie took Peter to his room and tossed him on his bed, as he said, "Since I took you to my place, we will have some fucken intimate time together!", ripping Peter's Spiderman suit off of Peter, before Eddie started to notice Peter's hard dick.
The next thing Eddie did was teasingly touched his balls, then slightly played with Peter's cock, as Eddie teased, "So, this is what you're hiding from me... Don't worry, Peter... I'm going to take good care of you...", before Eddie immediately started to suck on his cock, as he had Peter's cock in his throat right after he started to suck on his cock, as he notices that Peter's getting his enjoyment out of Eddie overstimulating him, as Peter moaned, "Fuck, Eddie... It's too much... Why must you torture me this way...". Eddie stopped sucking on his cock, took his cock out, as he then replied, "Too much, huh... I guess I will feed you my cock then...", as he started to shove his cock inside Peter's throat. While Eddie continue to keep shoving his dick down Peter's throat, Venom then said to Eddie, "That's it, Eddie! Don't resist your urges! Just take your urges out on Peter! Good boy!", as the symbiont inside Eddie is also taking over him.
Once Eddie finishes shoving his cock down Peter's throat, Eddie and Peter locked lips together. After they both finished kissing eachother, Eddie then said, "I can tell you're inexperienced with sex, so let me teach you, Peter...", before he turns Peter over, to see that his hole looks tight. Eddie then prepped Peter up, as Eddie drooled on his own fingers before he used the fingers he drooled on, to play with the outside of his asshole, then fingered the inside of his hole, as well.
Once Eddie finishes prepping Peter, Eddie inserts his cock inside Peter's hole and started thrusting himself inside Peter's hole. A few minutes went by, as Peter's moans came out of his mouth as he enjoyed his first time, while Eddie also has been groaning due to his enjoyment out of fucking Peter.
After Eddie emptied himself inside Peter, he took his cock out of Peter's hole, as he letted him lay down and rest, while Eddie unties Peter. After he finishes untying Peter, Eddie then cooed, "Did you enjoy our time this weekend so far, Peter?", as he pets Peter's head. Peter then replied, "Ofcourse I did, Eddie... You were right about me, about what you said and this whole situation... Seriously... I'm glad you tied me up and took me to your place for this weekend... If you didn't tie me up and take me over to your place for any intimate time, who knows when we would have a beginning of our relationship together...". "I'm glad I did too, Peter... And I hope we will have more adventures in the bedroom like this...", Eddie replied back before kissing Peter on his forehead, as Eddie then began to snuggle with Peter for probably the rest of their weekend together.
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Okay my Tumblr Peeps, I hope you enjoyed this "spidervenom" fanfic☣️🕷️😃👍As for you @zoeloveconvers99 I hope you enjoyed it and the fanfic went well😁👍I really tried being creative with the fanfic and I do promise the enemies to lovers genre is a last minute thing I worked on for this fanfic😅
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R. Jerimovich | summer/fall prompts !
A/N: yeah this was supposed to be included in my summer prompt collection but time got away from me. Decided to combine and make this my first October prompt of 2022! Hope you enjoy! I’m wondering what they’re gonna do for season 2? I’m challenging myself to write shorter prompts so I can get work out in a timely manner…here goes nothing 😆!
Update; no luck :/ + WARNINGS: language + enemies to lovers? Or rather shit-talking to friends? Lol. Friends with benefits? Is this a Richie x reader or is it undercover Mikey x reader? Idk I just tried to write what it would be like to have him as a friend but it felt a little questionable at times lol. Anyways! Hope you like this 🫶🏽
Prompt: Skinny dipping + Campfire Evenings + 31. “Do you ever wonder if you’d survive a horror movie?”
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Yeah…you didn’t know what the fuck you were doing here but when your phone lit up, you were on go. His texts should have stayed green but you loved being needed and that was a problem in itself. It has been at least three weeks since the last time you talked to Richie, catching him all dressed up on a date. It was laughable to you, how he could put in the effort for some stranger but couldn’t bother to do the same for you.
He could if he really wanted to.
You’ve always been sidelined and you knew you didn’t deserve it. It was the same useless story since you went off to college and still decided to come back to Chicago. You were there first, through it all and he still chose someone else. You were there for the wedding, the birth of his daughter, and the divorce but somehow you were always second. Even when it came to your shared friendship with Mikey Berzatto…it was a complex trio.
“Why don’t you just date me?” Michael asked you one night; as you ranted over a new Monica joint blasting through your phone.
This was said during a dreadful December, two months before he passed.
You quirked up a brow as Michael glanced back at you, arms hanging over the railing with the view of Chicago’s river walk in the distance, “would you?”
Michael snorted at you with a shake of his head. “Trust me, if I could get a babe like you to fall in love wit a fella like me? It be a honor. But naah I’m not putting myself through that heartbreak! plus I love you too much to even think about you that way. although…it would be fun to piss rich off.”
Scoffing you folded your arms into your lap, leaning forward as you braced yourself against the brutal winter air. Michael maybe five years older than you but you instantly clicked, ever since you became neighbors with your family across the street. The both of you were friends for awhile but Richie knew him first, since their childhood although there was a year or two difference between them. He always liked to make that known, arm lounging around Mikey’s shoulders as he drunkenly boasted, “this right here is my fucken guy! My fucken brother!”
And of course Mikey Berzatto ate that up, grin as wide as the bridge of his nose, “yeah, yeah that’s right you better love me.”
“What? I thought it was a given that you’re my bitch!” Richie pecked the man’s cheek, earning a scowl from the then spiked haired man.
“Your what? Fuck outta here. Moments ruined, jackoff!” Mikey laughed, shoving the man towards you, who stumbled back with you quickly stepping out of the way to not be toppled by the 6’1 man.
Richie caught himself by the bar, slumping against one of the seats by you. He sighed, cup still in his hand as he blinked over at you who side eyed him, “he’s just playing hard to get like you, huh, baby?”
Which of course earned a eye roll from you as you sipped at the rest of your drink, now twenty-one and sent a middle finger at the striking blue eyed man. Both men howled with laughter, Michael reaching over to rest a hand in between your shoulder blades.
“That’s right, y/n! He ain’t worth your time!”
“Excuse me?!”
“Oh, clean the wax outta your ears, rich!”
“I’m the best thing she’s got.” Richie argued.
Mikey scrunched up his lips while you glared at a very drunk Richie, “Which is equal to dog shit.”
That earned a cackle from you, picked fro thrown back as you did with Mikey’s hand still resting on your upper back.
“What the fuck?!” Richie’s enlarged eyes were clearly offended but it’s not like Mikey cared much.
He was just telling it like it was, he’s been on the inside of both relationships and was honest with each of you on what he truly thought.
He then wrapped his large arms fully around your neck, giving you a brief squeeze then kissed your temple, “I think she agrees.”
He winked.
Michael was just magnetic that way and there was something about you that he liked the first day he met you, kicking over a garbage can into the street to get the attention of the garbage men who were extremely close to backing into your father’s Toyota Celica that he just gave you for your eighteenth birthday.
You ended up fracturing your foot in two places but at least the garbage men didn’t ruin your new sweet ride. Michael had to give you credit, you knew how to get your point across if you got pushed enough. Since the moment you and your family moved in, he waved to your ma often, not having much time to talk since it seemed like she was always rushing off to work. Michael knew the feeling at twenty-three but as the second man in the berzatto household, he knew hard work since he was practically in diapers! You on the other hand were hard to come by with Michael working crazy hours at the Original Beef of Chicagoland with his dad but when he did see you, he always wondered what you were up to next.
“that the one that broke her foot kicking that garbage can?” A twenty-one year old Richie asked, as Michael and him were making their way back to the Berzatto household for Sunday dinner.
You were dragging your booted foot down the steps, keys jingling in your hand as you took your time going down them.
“Yeah that’s her.” Michael replied, blunt perched between his lips.
Richie decided to call out, “hey, sweetheart! I heard you like kicking cans! And it usually means having a full-time meeting with our maker above. You know you’re usually supposed to drag them to the sidewalk or street if you prefer.”
“And, and, anddd, minding your got damn business is free! So you might want to work a little harder if you want to be hired, asswipe.” You called back out in a sweet tone, hand resting on the railing of the stairs, with the other on your hip as you took a break.
Mikey laughed at the clapback, smacking Richie’s shoulder who was now glaring at you from across the street. “Sorry about my dumb friend here, y/n! Don’t pay him any mind.”
“Thanks, Mikey. I won’t!” You beamed from across the street, making the gelled haired man laugh once more.
Richie held his hands out, confused on what was happening right now. Why was he being ganged up on…especially by some pretty chick Mikey suddenly befriended? Yeah he was feeling a little pressed.
“Well I hope you have a good rest of the day then!” Richie continued, “try kicking a lamp post this time, maybe you’ll break your shit in three places.”
“How about I come over there and kick your ass instead, Hm? ‘Ol bean pole looking—
“Come see me then!” Richie waved his fingers over at the girl.
Mikey jumped in front of his friend, stepping into the street behind a parked car as he actually saw you start to move down your steps again.
“Okay!” Mikey coughed before clapping his hands together then pulled the blunt to rest behind his ear, “no! Let’s start over, Richie this is my lovely neighbor y/n, she’s all studious which I’m sure you can tell with the glasses and shit, loves cats, sandwiches, and cars. Y/n this is my knucklehead best friend, Richie. He’s basically a extra brother I didn’t want but my right hand, got the prettiest eyes you’ve ever seen, loves a good pair of adidas, and hates trains.”
Richie had his eyes in slits, still staring over at you while you pushed your oval glasses against your nose.
“…why don’t you like trains?”
“Huh?”
“I said, Why don’t you like trains?” You repeated.
“They don’t ever know where the fuck they’re going! The L’s got too many lines: red, pink, brown—the hell is this? Twister?! Fuck.”
A bubble of laughter escaped your lips while Michael lightly shook his head at his friend who was easily frustrated discussing the train routes.
“Well…you could always drive.”
“In this traffic? With what car?! Mikey’s hoopty? The thing can’t even get around the block without blowing a tornado outta its ass!” The long curly haired man fanned his hands.
“This is my last warning,” Mikey pointed at the taller man, “Don’t talk about my baby like that, rich.”
Richie scoffed.
You blew out a raspberry as you now stood on your side of the sidewalk, “sounds tough, Richard. But I’ve gotta go to my car over there so enjoy that train ride or don’t.”
“It’s Richie.”
“That’s what I said,” you blinked before turning back to Mikey, “catch you later, Mikey? Tell sugar I said hey.”
“Will do. Take it easy out there on them streets, huh?”
“Of course. I’m no idiot.”
“I know it, just don’t need to hear from your dad down at Chicagoland you went and injured somethin’ else.”
“Too charming for me, Mikey.” You smiled, slowly strolling over to your car as Richie watched this whole exchange, chewing down on his bottom lip.
Mikey puffed out a laugh, beginning to back up onto the curb as you took your time climbing into your car, always on the go. You started up your car, leaving your driver side and passenger side windows ajar as your car vibrated with Lil Wayne’s, “Way of life.”
Busting a U-Turn you drove by the boys waving as you went the opposite direction.
“That girl listens to Weezy?”
Michael glanced at his friend, “yeah, so?”
“I expected Alicia keys, Sugababes, or even Celine dion like sugar.” Richie shrugged, still looking down the streets.
Michael snorted as he knocked his knuckles against Richie’s abdomen, “uh oh you seem kinda concerned there, Richard. I knew she would have your interest.”
“What?” Richie inhaled, “me and that four eyed bow-legged—
“Hey,” Michael cut in, “she’s cool. You started with her remember? That girl ain’t do nothing to you.”
“She called me a asswipe and a bean pole!” Richie placed his hand on his chest as they carried on to Michael’s house, “I work out, okay!”
“That was after you told her to break her foot some more,” Michael yelled as he began jogging up the three steps to his house, “and all you do is jog in place and do three push ups whenever Juliana and the twins show up at the park.”
“Oh fuck off,” richie shoved Michael inside of his house as the older boy pushed the front door open, “I should be the one grilling you! You seem quite in love with her yourself!”
“Nah,” Michael shook his head, “don’t do that. We’re friends and she’s eighteen, that’s not for me. I just wanted you two to meet, put a name to the face her dad was telling my old man about the other day.”
“Can’t say I believe that, Mikey.”
“Believe whatever the hell you want then.”
The two had a intense stare off before the voice of a young Carmy called out to his big brother.
“Mike! Sugar needs your help with ma!”
Michael broke his stare with his best friend to see his dark blond haired brother leaning over the banister of the stairs. He sighed knowing what this meant as he glanced at Richie who waved him along.
“Right, c’mon down here with Richie, Carmy.”
Carmy appeared as if he was ready to argue but the look Mikey gave him made the eight year old mutter to himself instead. He thudded down the steps, leaving Mikey to plop a palm against the top of his head nudging it around before he headed up the steps himself.
“Sup, little shit. What you into these days?” Richie shoved his hands into his pockets as Carmy stared at him with his own set of round blue eyes.
Carmy puffed out a breath, “a helluva lot more than you, richie. I’m gonna call dad.”
“Yeah, you do that.” Richie scoffed at the small boy who jogged by him to enter the kitchen.
The memories kept hitting you and Richie as you sat bundled with a blanket around the firepit. The heat radiated against your frame as you sat, legs crossed over the other while a slight breeze continued to pick up. It’s been a couple of hours since you pulled up to the coach house Richie pin dropped to you and you had a lot of questions.
Why was he renting this airbnb for the two of you when he was the main one who was the penny pincher? Your eyes held the questions but Richie was all grins as he held out a glass of red wine and a spliff in between his lips as he greeted you.
A simple:
i miss u. cme see me 🤲 — Richard
With a location attached was what got you here. Foolish, you knew. The directions let you know it would be a good drive and you had the weekend off so you wondered if you needed to pack a bag. Unfortunately that was your first thought with the second being should you even bother with this Richie Jerimovich? It caught you off guard with Richie being on a full on date after you called your arrangement quits due to Richie not wanting to commit. That was three weeks ago, it hurt but you kept yourself busy as a front desk supervisor down at the starcloud hotel. No matter how much you tried to put it to the back of your mind, it didn’t help that richie felt the need to text you the next afternoon letting you know that the date didn’t go anywhere.
Leaving him on read made you feel better than the actual news. You didn’t want to give him the satisfaction that the pain subsided about 10% at that. Then another text asking you to come see about him a week later changed everything.
He got naked and decided to go skinny dipping in a jacuzzi but you would not be joining him. Smart choice. You were comfortable sitting right at the firepit despite this man slinging everything around in his own glory. The silence was loud after Richie’s obnoxious rant the first time he stepped into the steaming water but it was quieter on this side of town.
“Stop staring at me, Richard.” You slouched further into your chair, knowing he was doing just that.
“I’m not.”
“I can feel your eyes.”
“No you can’t.” He denied.
You suddenly turned your head to Richie who visibly flinched at your movement, “see!”
“That’s because you started talkin’ to me, it’s called respect! You look at people when they’re talking to you, no?”
“You’re so full of shit, just admit it.” You laughed.
Richie suddenly stood up from the water hands held out, “you don’t know everything, y/n! And look at you now, looking at me in all of god’s given glory!”
You kept your eyes fully on this man’s face, “I’m looking at you because you’re talkin’ to me, it’s called respect!” You paraphrased.
Richie slammed his hands down into the water, “Jesus Christ! Don’t give me no lip tonight.”
“Put some clothes on!”
“Give me a minute, sweetheart! I’m tryna brace myself here.”
You snickered as the wind picked up hearing Richie let out a string of curse words, followed by the sloshing of water. He then ran towards the opposite chair by the firepit and snatched up a blanket to wrap around himself before he plopped down.
After a moment he said, “I’ve been thinking a lot lately.”
“Mmm, must have been hard.”
Richie sent you a look while you bite back a laugh, waving your hand for him to continue.
“About a lot: Mikey, the business, fucken baby new year—
“Carmy?”
“Obviously,” Richie hissed, “this isn’t about him though.”
“Then get on with it.”
“Stop rushing me! I’m trying to have a heart to heart with you here!”
Did you want to have a heart to heart right now? That you were unsure of.
“…do you ever wonder if you’d survive a horror movie?” He suddenly asked after a brief silence filled by the crackling of fire and crickets.
Tilting your head to the side you sat up, hands clenching the arm rests beside you, “you plotting something? If you are, I might have to head inside for a little bit.”
Richie scoffed, “calm your pretty face, babe. I’m not here to do you anymore harm, okay? I’m talkin’…what’s the word? Metaphorically. Life is the horror story, get me?”
Sitting back you hummed. Whenever richie got high he got to talking about the what if’s and it’s always been that way since you’ve known him. However you could tell from your spot across from him that this conversation meant more to him.
“Some of us do,” you started, “I want to. So yes I’ve thought about it, back when I lost my mom and when we lost Mikey. Life gains more meaning when you lose someone important and have to continue on without them.”
“Exactly!” Richie agreed, “it’s kinda ironic. You got to experience lost before you really step back and look at life and live it. The pandemic kinda started that for me, not being able to see my daughter even when fucken Juliana caught that shit—
He stopped himself clearing his throat. He felt anger talking about the woman he once called his wife but sadness when he thought about his constant absence in his daughter’s life. He didn’t want to be a repeat of his own father and yet here he was…
“I had to do things I never thought of doing,” richie spoke, you knew he and Mikey had to deal to keep the original beef afloat. You got it out of Mikey since Richie was so stubborn and sure of himself. They both said they didn’t want to get you involved and you weren’t, you just knew about it. You were their friends so it was only right that you knew about their struggles too? However that didn’t work out too well with Mikey, you bitterly thought.
Richie sniffed as he looked at you, “and it makes you look at things differently. It’s been two years since then and I just—get worked up because I really do care…although I can be dismissive.”
“What are you saying, Richie?”
“Life shouldn’t be this lonely. It’s horrifying, y/n.”
Deeply inhaling and exhaling you took a moment. Did this feel the same as it’s always been? You and Richie were on and off for years now, that came to a halt the minute he married Juliana. He came to your college graduation with her (and Mikey of course!) and that’s when you found out she was pregnant. There was distance with you away in Atlanta but that didn’t mean you didn’t have your fun either. You convinced yourself that you did not need to be hung up over no man and you believed that for awhile.
When you decided to come back to Chicago you had one serious boyfriend, moving on and becoming closer with Mikey during this time. Richie was a new time dad and had to balance life at home with the growing restaurant. It seemed as if the life was slowly draining out of him and you felt for Richie. How couldn’t you? Once upon a time you loved him so deeply. Things were different and you knew it had to do with his poor communication with Juliana, you wondered if she ever found out that Richie drunkenly showed up to your apartment telling you that he wasn’t in love with her and felt stuck. Then there was a baby in the mix.
“He should of thought of that before he put a baby in her, that’s his own problem, y/n. Not yours, just focus on your own relationship. Rich will figure it out.” Mikey often told you at your breakfast meetings.
You missed those breakfast meetings. You only became a breakfast person because of Michael Berzatto…on the other hand? You’d stay right in bed, which is what you were back to doing.
Losing Michael completely shifted the routine.
“I want us to be able to talk again. Really talk again instead of the bickering, disappearing on each other and screwing—even if that’s a pretty awesome time.” He smirked at you while you rolled your eyes, a small smile playing on your lips.
“Aw, you want to be my friend again, richie?”
Richie huffed, “I was always your friend even when I couldn’t stand your ass.”
“So the first day we met?”
“Eh, don’t know if I’d go that far. Maybe a little after.” He answered, “anybody that’s a friend of Mikey’s is usually a friend of mine. Guy’s got solid judgment—better than I ever had!”
You wondered what he was hinting at but didn’t push it.
“What do you think he’d tell us to do if he was here with us?” You leaned your cheek into your palm.
Richie snorted, “tell us to kiss and make up already.”
“I’m not kissing you.”
“Why not? Friends kiss! Italians love giving kisses!”
Smacking your lips you stated, “Richard, you’re Serbian.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Richie fanned his hand, “so can we hug it out then?”
“As friends? Sure, since you went out of your way to invite me to this place for the weekend.”
Richie nodded, “yeah even got us separate rooms and everything. Some love—as friends would be nice.”
“The bare minimum.” You mumbled, “…I’m not ready to move yet so can we get a rain check on that?”
Richie stared at you with those bright eyes almost demanding, “come here.”
You didn’t move right away because you didn’t take orders from nobody. You liked to push Richie’s buttons so you sat there, taking your sweet time before you found yourself lounging on his lap. It was too comfortable to be back in this position, arms wrapped around Richie’s neck with his nose buried against your shoulder. He could still smell your signature scent of almond oil, Shea, and hyacinth covered by your own blanket…just like he remembered and missed.
When you pulled back you ran your fingers over his low-cut hair, missing when it was longer and curly. Richie watched your movements before your eyes met his, damn, you sure did want to kiss him but it wouldn’t be the best idea.
There was still so much that needed to be figured out and you just claimed friendship again. Holding your breath as Richie shifted, he gripped your neck and quickly placed a peck right by the corner of your lips.
“Love ya! You’re driving me wild, friend.”
Oh so this was going to be a thing now.
You leaned back against him, head resting beside his as you enjoyed the fire together. You just knew one of you would break and although it wasn’t full on the lips, it was just as nice. Closing your eyes you melted into Richie’s touch, the firm grip of his hand on your thigh was comforting.
Whatever the both of you were feeling, leaning against each other was needed.
You sat up, “you’re still naked aren’t you?”
“Yeah, so what?” Amusement was in Richie’s eyes.
“I can’t sit like this.”
“Ah, please. It was never a problem before.” Richie blew a raspberry while you punched at his shoulder, making him wince.
“Ew, friend.” You hoped up, making richie frown.
“What do you mean, Ew? Is anybody real friends if they’ve never seen each other naked before?!”
“…this is different.”
“Yeah, sure. Y/n, don’t be shy now.”
“Shut up.”
“No, you shut up.”
“I’m going inside.”
“So am I!” Richie hopped up.
The both of you raced each other to get inside where the real warm and homey feeling existed. Plopping down on the couch, Richie left and reappeared with one of his velour tracksuits before he sat down beside you. He rolled his head over to you, who now yawned flipping through a gossip filled celebrity magazine.
Bumping his shoulder with yours, you raised your brows before you took your eyes off Bennifer sharing a kiss in Los Angeles.
“What?”
“Sorry, friend.”
Before your brows could furrow, Richie tugged you by the neck so your lips could meet.
And you completely melted.
‘Fucking Richie,’ you thought just as you imagined Mikey saying the exact same if he was witnessing this right now.
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Continue along with my fall anthology prompts here & summer prompts here.
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Excuse me if I don't have the full context, but Isn't Ozzie a seven deadly sin of all fucking hell?
Shouldn't it take like, one snap of his fingers to order Crim tracked down and brutally executed? Or shit, just go down there and do it himself?
Hopefully no one goes "at least Stolas would track him down and kill him if it was blitzp captured" because SO WOULD FUCKEN OZZIE IF HE WAS IN CHARACTER.
If they say that I'm going to shit because Stolas didn't even do that when Blitzo was captured, he tracked down the people responsible and then didn't fucking kill them.
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something i wish i got to explore more, and that i likely will through jewel box, was dawn in hisui just taking things a little intensely. after all, she was prepared to stay, but even well before that, she wasn't sure HOW she was getting home, and she was just... taking it as it went, with nobody she knew at the time. i WAS gonna explore it but i backed out due to my anxiety getting the worst of me. its not a MAJOR regret, but its a minor one. i do wish i couldve, but it wouldve been hard to juggle with the story, so maybe not
i think she kind of just ended up repressing a lot of it for better or worse, and it only really came out in private situations, and even then. maybe irida catches one of these, even after dawn says she wants to stay, because while she wants to be there, she's going to miss her family and friends, you know?
like, she'll never see her mom again, and that shit just stings for her, and irida just holds her and gently rubs her hand as she shakily sobs it out. this kinda helps her cope with it better, at that point - before, she'd just have the occasional moment where she just... sobs it out in private, because she thought she HAD to keep it all private, even when she was growing closer to irida. but being able to talk to her about it helps her cope with it a lot better, at least until The Fuckening
damn we're getting BRUTAL in the morning huh.
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Tomb of the Sea (Sha Hai) Episode 1-2
Spoilers
Episode 1
Sure hes dead.
I mean, this guy got kidnapped but that's beside the point.
Throwing books out a window.
Come on dude, leave her alone.
Classic asshole who totally just happened to be there, next to a goal, with a drink.
Abusive dad.
Oh eww, come on really?
Not sus at all.
Chill dude, she hugged him, you where watching them with laser vision like the creepy stalker you are you saw that she hugged him.
Some kind of slime, that poked him.
Mad lock picking btw.
Playing 'Run Boy Run' by Woodkid
Hello Wu Xie.
Episode 2
Poor kid, from his perspective he just get kidnapped bu the mafia or mafia adjacent.
Which, from my understanding, is correct.
"I don't give a shit about that man."
"Good, then I'll take care of him for you." (Kill him)
Fucken brutal, I love it.
Everything about him is brutal.
I'm actually not taking nearly as many notes usual or in detail, because I'm getting caught up and forgetting to.
HAHAHAHAHA
I know it's not San Shu but my immediate first thought was-
sAN sHu wHAt thE fUCK
I was laughing for a good five to ten minutes.
"I am a photographer, I want to photograph things that are different"
Later.
"Right now I'll teach you a tip on how to survive in this world"
"I don't want to know, I am a person who will become an architect in the future"
I then proceeded to not take anymore notes for the rest of the episode except for
Fucking shit up in the restaurant
Xiaoge💕
And
I get the feeling we're not going to see much of him.
I'm also getting the feeling that this series of liveblogs is going to be one of the more sparse ones, probably because of how caught up I'm getting in it.
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i literally just read over my own old (hermitcraft based) wrestling au tonight for no reason. how the hell did that happen at the same time. anyway more dsmp wrestling au thoughts Blease
Omg 2 wrestling aus.. anon I would love to hear about yours too!
ok so i built this one around c!quackity bc. im predictable. i did write a fic (you don't have to love it) on this, and i still stand mostly by what i established in that fic but theres some stuff ive moved around in my head now bc i made that au and fic when i first got into wrestling. there's not a lot of worldbuilding? japan exists. the promos are different and i havent. named. any of them.
but um yeah cquackity's deal is that he starts as. uh. enhancement talent. and basically gets his ass kicked all the time until he completely brutalizes cdream in a match and starts his rise into becoming a really popular heel wrestler. this is a metaphor for las nevadas. anyways yeah he starts the LN stable and has a fun time being a evil guy for the cameras. in my head cdteam start off as a shield-like faction that are like, massively popular until they split apart after cdream turns heel. well. it's more like cdream pulling the team towards being more evil n stuff until csapnap turns face and like. hits him with a steel chair. this is also compounded but out of kayfabe, actual conflict between the three. csapnap is the son of bbh, another well known wrestler. i think he's retired now. he does voiceover. his (sapnap's) gimmick is being a demon. karl's gimmick is being a time traveler and he's billed as being "from the year 2077" or something and his gear is always very colorful and very weird. he's fun! he's known quackity pretty much since they started wrestling. as of LN era, ksq are all dating out of kayfabe and completely fine this is my au and i can do what i want.
uhhh. cwilbur also has a wrestler dad (phil) who is still active and still in frighteningly good shape despite being old. does he age? nobody knows. wil was decently successful as a wrestler i think until shit kind of went downhill wilbur style and he had a breakdown that led to him getting a really serious injury. and then he stopped wrestling for several years. until he comes back to fucken. antagonize quackity. i think they are good friends out of kayfabe though but in the ring they have a really bloody and intense feud and people online make homoerotic gifs of their matches. you know how it is.
ctechno is legendary. his gimmick is that he is a big scary monster who follows the blood god. he's an interesting guy in real life. his twitter is full of him tweeting leftist shit except he always stays in character.
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Anyways, my Prussia? Was a baltic pirate and fertility/thunderous demi-god thing before the crusades lol. He'd spend a lot of time bullying and getting bullied by vikings, poles, Finns, just the consistent back and forth of the area. Loved to rob poblabian river merchants. Would be asked to predict the harvest. Did a lot of animal sacrifice. Ran around with the curonians where he learnt how to sail. Had a fun fucken time. Was a young adult by the time of the crusades, and spent the first century of the crusades rebelling and assisting in prussian rebellions against the invaders. It was preeetty brutal. Eventually was forced to join the order but beyond baptism and a decade or two of really shit treatment within the order, they realised he could be useful and got off his case and let him just run around with the prussian nobles who commanded the prussian spear warriors and such and fought against the poles (von knieprode or whatever his name was was smart and saw how useful he could be). The poles tried using him in their legal battles against the order as a pagan witness to the brutality of the order, but cause he hates the poles so much from old feuds even before the order came around he just stayed out of it. The whole situation SUCKED and totally fucked him up, but by the time the order was in decline he was mostly chilling and advocating for peasants because those guys suffered the most. Honestly, everything after the crusades up until ww1 is child's play, although the thirty years war was brutal. Kingdom of Prussia? Silesian wars? Napoleon? Piece of cake compared to the fucking crusades. By the time that all happens he is a seasoned fucken warrior with nearly a millenia of experience already. Now he's just a retired soldier adapting to civilian life and finally relaxing after literally like. 1200 years.
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Life update 08/04/2023
I’m pregnant. My husband just started night shift. I’m overwhelmed. There’s a lot of things I’m thinking about, worried about… always fucken contemplating. I’m just a fucken shit show because emotionally I am fucken unstable. I allow so much of my emotions control my day and livelihood. It has done is damage but why have I been able to learn from it. This repetitive pattern is truly disappointing. I go through cycles where I hate the position of my life. To think of it, it doesn’t even matter where I am, I’m prob going to find something to hate about it. Isn’t that that brutally sad? Like how everybody is so concern about my husband who’s job is sitting in an office looking at inmates all day… while i’m 33 weeks pregnant and home all day watching my children. One of which keeps me fairly busy all day and burnt by the end of the night. Am I complaining, sure. Could I be grateful, sure. But, the truth is, I’m afraid. I’m afraid this is going to be my life forever. Stuck with my in laws while everybody just lives their lives as they please. Wow, I guess I do sound a bit ignorant but still. I am grateful I have healthy children, a family who isn’t toxic…as toxic as my own. Whatever… the point is, I can’t wait to have my own home.
I need my own space.
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i've been playing book 5 in jp so this is my shitpost abt it sjkfsfkd
i have a new perspective of vil and his characer. abt to give this boy the biggest hug ever. i'm a good way through the book, i'm at...5-50 iirc so i'm getting close to the end ! (maybe i won't be saying this when i get to the end LMAO i haven't even reached his ob yet- but nonetheless i have a brand new image of this sparkly boi)
[ book 5 spoilers, me simping for vil and j*m*l, random theories n thoughts i had + fic ideas below the cut ! ]
ok so: vil. idk why ppl in fanon treat him like he's so meannn he and riddle are literally the only two dormleaders that actually care for their dorm members *cries* like bro. b r o. i'm reading thru this thinking abt how i've been interpreting him kinda wrongly this whole time T^T
i wouldn't say i'm completely off, but vil isn't as mean as some ppl say. he's brutally honest but if you're working together on something he'll do his best to make sure you'll do your best. like with the healthy eating, he didn't even get mad when they drank epel's apple juice. he only used his um on the sweets, since he wanted them eating healthg up till vdc. i doubt he cared abt what they ate after ngl.
OH WHEN HE WAS TALKING ABT THE MASCULINITY AND FEMININITY THING. like guys !!! this is exactly it !!! he's literally teaching epel that being more feminine doesn't make you any less powerful or make you less male than you actually are. he's teaching him and to an extent even deuce, how to weaponize their strengths. in his case and epel's they've been blessed with beauty, so ofc he's teaching epel how to use his beauty to the max and make it into an asset rather than something to be looked down upon. obviously epel's struggled with being looked down for looking more feminine, and vil is trying to fix that mindset for him and teach him how to use it for his own good (e.g. advertising his family's juice business)
ugh, the way vil speaks is so nice T^T i love the way his voice sounds when he's not shouting shdhfjfjf i even set him as my home screen ! (got his ssr last year during the 1st anniv by accident shdhdh) also his speaking is softer, the way he uses "atashi" and "anta" is music to my ears ngl. like he should actually start an asmr channel.
speaking of music to my ears. you will NOT believe how fast my mf heart started beating when they all started to sing piece of my world– like the auditions were so good too, but that one twistune with them all singing ??? ive played it sO many times now–
also rook is so funny sjdkfjskf little blond french man who rates everyone's performances 100 beauté ! bc he can't find the flaws in their performances !! everyone has their own beauté within them !! and vil being like. "i'm so dumb, why the hell did i make him a judge too-"
and uhm. question type beat. why is ace like. always so good at everything ? it's kinda weird, but he's always always better than yuu n deuce and i wonder if that's a story mechanic that they'll explain. like when they learned dancing, ace was miles ahead of deuce for some reason even tho they've both never danced before.
ALSO I WANNA SMACK HIM WITH A STICK. LIKE I LOVE HIM, BUT HE'S SO MEAN TO DEUCE IT MAKES ME WANNA KICK HIM FJSKDFKSF the way he feels nO rEMORSE and always feels like he's the main character...boutta kick his ass fr fr
AND MY BOY JAMIL. I PROMISED I WOULDN'T GET ATTACHED TO THIS SNAKEY PIECE OF SHIT AND I DID AND I'M ANGRY LIKE WTF. his voice ???? his singing was so fucken good i'm so d e a d. i'm so very dead everytime he sings and his audition ? i threw my phone on the bed to scream bc wtf jamil ily‐ no i do not, i do not love snek man. (i'm in denial pls help)
i'm absolutely getting sidetracked but one more thing about jamil: when vil chose him to become one of the main vocals for the vdc performance. the way he was shocked and surprised bc– "you want me? as the main vocal?" and when he tried passing it off to kalim but then he's like "...nevermind, i'll work hard–" I ALMOST CRIED.
LIKE IK IT MIGHT SEEM SILLY. but this was LITERALLY the first time that he outright bested kalim in something openly. the first time that he let go of that need to but kalim on a pedestal and placed himself and his own dreams first. to others it may seem small, but to him it must've been such a radical shift.
also you bet ur ass i'm gonna write a fic abt the vdc camp shenanigans that happened at ramshackle. i BET they've all cuddled at least once. ok maybe not jamil. but adeuyuu definitely...and kalim. is kalim. epel probably didn't join in either but he liked watching them lmao.
i wanna write a fic where yuu wants to audition as well but they're too shy so they practice alone and. someone catches them sometime. omg what if it's jamil- idk why i'm so down bad, let's just say i'm in the honeymoon phase.
ok but watch as they all start complimenting jamil's singing, piggybacking off kalim's enthusiasm and jamil just. slowly dies inside bc ;-; he's getting validation ;-; like hi, yes, i'd like to report a murder, it's mine when i write that fic bc i'll shred my heart for this man.
oh also deuce ? his whole like. using ignihyde's magical wheel and dragging epel away into the sunset....this guy has got moves. like unironically, that was the smoothest shiz i've ever seen- him and epel's friendship is so cute <3 like damn i'm surprised they're not a more popular ship ngl. like yeah, there's epel n jack which is also cute, BUT LOOK AT THEM AT THE BEACH GUYSSSS- praying that the en players will make epedeuce a thing. (or would it be deucepel? idk epedeuce is cuter ???)
n i'm so happy to see everyone at the festival !! like seeing savanaclaw at the venue, riddle touring with yuu, azul n idia at the boardgame club, the tweels at jade's booth. it has fulfilled all my basic emotional needs. seeing them all interacting as well is so surreal to me, i just am in LOVE. ALSO I'M SO EXCITED TO SEE MALLEUS GOING TO VDC !! (you bet i didn't miss the part where he was like "hmm, it's a shame you won't be performing" like sir *stares him down* kiss me rn-)
i can't wait to get to the actual performances at vdc tho *cries* i really do wonder what happens to make vil lose it. bc although he's been feeling the strain of the negative emotions, he hasn't been like. lashing out. rather it seems he's kinda turned the negative emotions he's feeling into fuel for his performance at vdc. so i wonder what'll set him off. if it follows the pattern of the past overblots, it'd be something that the scarabia members did or said + yuu's influence. (like adeuce's duel in book 1, riddle's confrontation of leona's scheme in book 2, and leona destroying azul's contracts in book 3- i can make a whole post later abt parallels but. yes.)
#/trau rambles#/trau rambles; book 5#twst book 5#dude this book was so good#i loved all the rhythmics sm#fulfilled my school festival arc needs#twisted wonderland#vil schoenheit#rook hunt#epel felmier#deuce spade#ace trappola#jamil viper#kalim al asim#pomefiore
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