"Oh but why would you bother doing the Fandom Submechanophobia Wiki if you hate Fandom so much? Why do you keep looking around FNaF Fandom Wiki if you hate Fandom so much? Why would you do this???" I hear no one asking and to that I say...

Where else would I get my emotional duck tape phrases?

Seriously, fuck Fandom and the Fandom wiki but some of the people writing these pages get a pass for being extremely funny lmao

A couple of questions for the King and the Queen! How cute were your kids as babies? Did you have a nickname for Geoffrey and Ian?

Queen Stuart: Oh they were as adorable as all babies are I think, even moreso. 

Owen: I feel like the twins was were you were squealing the most though, but Geoffrey and Ian were just as cute. Especially Ian, he retained a lot of his baby looks until he was eight I think. 

Queen Stuart: As for nicknames... while Alan and Geordo were our little moon and sun, Ian and Geoffrey were more like our cute Gold Mage and Silver Knight. They played a lot of roleplay like that when they were small it was cute, Lady Stella even made a small staff for Ian to play with while Geoffrey got a helment from Sir Gabriel. I’m not sure if they still have them though... 

Owen: I remember how often Geoffrey proudly declared he’d defend Ian, it was very cute. 

Bolin x female airbender (Tenzin’s daughter) Part 2

You and Bolin continue sneaking around as your relationship progresses but after a dangerous development the relationship between you, Bolin and your father becomes even more strained and changes permanently

Part One here

Your POV

Ever since your dad caught you in Bolin’s bedroom he had watched you like a hawk. He didn’t bar your windows like he promised (your mother forbid it as a fire hazard) but he did have the air temple island guards incorporate your room into their patrol routes, which meant you had soldiers pass your window about fifty times a day. He also disovered you were using Pabu to send messages to Bolin and made the fire ferret wear a bell so he could hear him at all times. He even enrolled your younger siblings into keeping track of you. Jinora wasn’t too interested but Meelo and Ikki posted themselves in the hallway between your and Bolin’s rooms and would yell anytime either of you left them. With all this you’d think you and Bolin would get disheartened or put off trying to see each other but it only made it all the more fun. You’d soon learnt the patrol routes and worked out the times you could leave out of your window undetetced. Pabu got really good at sneaking around will holding onto the bell so it didn’t ring and you enrolled Jinora to distract Ikki and Meelo when needed. Which you’d done today, you were supposed to be in your room but had paid Jinora to keep everyone away from your room so you could sneak out to see Bolin’s first probending match of the season. You’d asked your dad to go see it and when he told you no you’d taken it upon yourself to disobey him and go see Bolin.

The operation was tricky, there were two active patrols, multiple windows and a sea to cross to get to the stadium but for Bolin you took it all on. When you finally reached the arena you smiled and made your way to the fire ferrets training room. You knocked and the door was opened by non other that Bolin. “Y/n!” Bolin cried seizing you in a hug that, with the height difference, turned into him picking you up “I didn’t know if you’d be able to make it”. “Of course I would” you smiled as he put you back down “it’s your first match of the season, no way my dad could make me miss that”. You took Bolin’s hand and he stared at you with pure adoration. “Maybe we should...” Asami coughed pointing to the door and Korra nodded “yeah let’s go get some waters or something”. “But there’s water right here” Mako protested but Korra yanked his arm dragging him out of the room, leaving you and Bolin alone. “So how are you feeling?” you asked “nervous?”. “A bit...” Bolin admitted “we’ve been out of practice for a while”. “Don’t be!” you cried “you, Mako and Korra are an amazing team, you’ve worked so hard and you’re the best earth bender in this whole thing, you’re going to smash the competition, literally”. Bolin grinned bashfully “you think so?”. “I know so” you smiled and took a t-shirt out of your bag. It had the fire ferrets in writing across it with a picture of Pabu as honorary mascot. Bolin cheered in glee grabbing it from you “this is amazing! Where did you get it?”. “Had it made” you smiled “turns out my uncle knows a guy so I had him make me a batch”. You tugged it over your head and turned back to Bolin “how does it look?”. “Amazing, you’re amazing, you being here is amazing”. You grinned as Bolin drew you into a hug burying you against his chest. It had been a while since you’d been able to just be alone together and not have to worry about your dad or anyone catching you. You forgot how much you missed him, just being with Bolin and smiled. “You’re pretty amazing too” you smirked blushing and Bolin’s smile grew. He leaned in and you met him half way and wrapped your arms around his neck to reach his lips easier. Bolin smiled against the kiss but soon became transfixed by the sensation of kissing you. You also hadn’t been able to kiss Bolin in a while and especially not like this so took your time enjoying it. Bolin did too and he carried on kissing you, the intensity growing as you both got more and more passionate. “erm guys...” a voice called beside you and you both opened your eyes to see Korra waving awkwardly with Mako and Asami by the door. Water in hand and in full view of you and Bolin. You both blushed and Bolin let go of you “sorry...we didn’t hear you”. “Yeah well you were pretty busy” Korra smirked and you blushed even more as did Bolin. “We have to go now or we’re going to be late! I knew we shouldn’t have gone for water” Mako cried and Asami rolled her eyes. Korra and Bolin hurried to finish getting ready and Bolin put his helmet on and turned to you “how do i look?”. You retied the straps of his helment, ensuring it was on properly, and smiled “perfect, now go win”. You pecked his lips and Bolin grinned before going to stand beside Mako and Korra. The three of them were pushed onto the stage by the moving platform and you took your seat beside Asami. “So you and Bolin seem good” she smirked and you nodded sighing happily “we are, he’s perfect” you smiled watching him on the stage. “If only my dad would but out and leave us alone”. Asami noticed how quickly your face turned from joy to fury and frowned, she’d never heard you talk about your dad so negatively. "You know your dad’s just looking out for you right?" Asami asked you and you sighed "yeah but it’s so over the top, i’m not a little kid, he can’t stop me from dating just because he doesn’t like it and i could do a lot worse than Bolin". As if to prove it at that moment Bolin knocked the opposing earth bender off the platform into the water and you jumped up cheering for him. Bolin grinned glancing over to where you were when his smile turned into a frown. You were confused when you felt a presence behind you. A hand grabbed your arm tightly "what do you think you’re doing here young lady?" Tenzin asked and you groaned. "Answer the question" your father glared "you know I forbid you from coming here". "But why? Korra’s here and it’s the first game of the season! You can’t punish me forever for what happened with me and Bolin it was weeks ago!". "Ow I think I can and it’ll be for a lot longer now too" he glared "now go home this instance". You sighed glancing to where Bolin was getting ready for round two but nodded, if you didn’t go your dad would probably drag you there himself. "Fine" you glared at your father and left the training room.

You exited the building and headed to the docks for a boat back to air temple island. You were so angy at your dad you didn’t even realise there were people following you. You didn’t become aware of them until they were right behind you. You’d taken a wrong turn and ended up at dead end. They stood at the opposite end of the street blocking your exit. When you locked eyes they sprang into action, running towards you and you went in panic mode. You ran forwards and used your bending to propel yourself upwards and then altered your air stream to push off of a building and touched down behind them. You had no idea who these people were but didn’t want to wait find out, you ran. Not really paying attention to anything besides the people chasing you, you shot around every corner rapidly, jumping over fences and under any barrier you could, using air bending to help you in any way but it didn’t seem to do much, they were still hot on your tail. If anything more people appeared to chase you until finally you rounded a corner to see a man waiting with his back to you. The man turned and you saw a white mask on his face. It was Amon, the famous chi blocker who could take a benders power away and wanted to ruin the air nation, apparently starting with you. You went to turn around and run the other way but his men were blocking it, having caught up with you. You frowned knowing you couldn’t let them capture you and went to airbend upwards anything to get away but the man spoke. "I wouldn’t do that if i was". Ignoring him you tried it and were met with a flurry of wires latching onto you that sent you crashing back down hard. You hit your head hard and were barely conscious but the last thing you remembered was the masked face coming closer.

12 hours later

"This is all your fault!" Tenzin yelled at Bolin who frowned. Bolin had been out all night looking for you, he was sleep derpived, out of his mind with worry for you, hadn’t eaten in over 16 hours hours and was bruised and aching all over due to his probending game. So while normally he wouldn’t have talked back to your father he was too exhausted to control his mouth "my fault?" Bolin asked "how is it my fault?". "She snook out to come see you! She was there because of you! She’s missing because of you it’s all your fault and if anything’s happened to her I will blame you and only you" Tenzin yelled. Pama and Korra frowned as Bolin’s face crumpled but Tenzin didn’t care "I never should’ve allowed this in the first place, I want you out of my house immedietly! You’re a bad influence on y/n and I won’t have you dating her anymore". Tenzin was cut off when the door was thrown open and Mako appeared with you. You were walking but had one arm around Mako’s neck to help you. "Y/n" everyone cried and your parents both got emotional over your bruised face and slumped posture. Your eyes were red raw and they asked you a thousand questions but you didn’t answer any. You turned away and they looked to Mako confused. "I found her by the docks unconscious, it was Amon’s men". "That scoundral!" Tenzin yelled watching as you walked soundlessly to your room. "That’s not all" Mako said as Tenzin went to follow you "she told me...she tried at the docks but she couldn’t...he took her bending". The whole room went silent and they jumped as you slammed your door, sending shock waves through the house.

Hours later you still hadn’t spoken a word. You wouldn’t answer your mother or father’s questions, or eat their food, or allow korra to heal you. You just curled up in your bed and stared at the wall. It seemed nobody remembered Tenzin’s harsh words after Mako’s bombshell, Bolin especially. He was the first to offer words of encouragement to your parents, the first to offer his condolences but also to remind them you were okay, you were alive, that was all that mattered. Your parent’s worry wasn’t easily washed away though and they hovered in your room fussing over you in every way possible. Pema thought you needed space to process but Tenzin refused to leave your side. Bolin itched to rush to your side and be with you but he knew Tenzin wouldn’t allow that, so he sighed and sat on the floor outside your room waiting. He heard as Tenzin tried everything to break you out of your silence, soothing tones, hugging you, begging you, even being harsh and raising his voice but nothing worked. Exhausted Tenzin fell asleep on a chair beside your bed, while you stayed awake not moving or talking just staring at the wall.

When Tenzin woke up hours later you were gone and the plate of food beside your bed empty. "Pema" he cried jumping up and his wife rushed to him "Tenzin?". "Y/n she’s...". "She’s fine" Pema told him. "She’s eaten?" Tenzin cried showing her the plate and Pema shushed him. She waved her hand and Tenzin followed her to were you were in the living room. You were curled up on the sofa, knees against your chest, beside Bolin fast asleep. Bolin was asleep too, sat upright with an arm around you. You were curled up into his side wrapped in a blanket, what of your face was exposed was pressed against Bolin’s side. "She’s...i don’t understand". "When you fell asleep Bolin tried with her, he convinced her to come and eat, Korra healed her injuries while bolin sat with her and then she fell asleep next to him on the sofa". Tenzin felt a stir of anger and Pema rolled her eyes "don’t you dare get angry! You didn’t see all that boy did, y/n was in shock and he was so kind and patient, she talked, he got her to talk! And to eat and even sleep! She’s woken up a few times scared and whimpering and Bolin wakes up too and calms her back down. If you can’t see how good that boy is to our daughter and how much he loves her then you’re an idiot Tenzin". Tenzin gaped, Pema never spoke that strongly to anyone and never him but his wife was dead serious. “I...I just don’t understand, why him? Why does she feel safer with him than us?”. Pema frowned “because he doesn’t see her like we do, like you do...”. “What do you mean like I do?” Tenzin asked and Pema sighed. “When y/n was born I saw how much attention you paid to her, how you watched her every move right up until the time she first started air bending, I’ve never seen you happier than the day she started airbending and I get it, on that day you were no longer the last airbender anymore, there were two of you but Tenzin she’s your daughter first and sometimes I don’t think that you see it that way, she’s your future, your whole next generation of airbenders”. “Now hold on...” Tenzin started but Pema carried on “I know you love her but I saw your face when Mako said her bending had been taken away”. Tenzin went quiet feeling guilty and Pema frowned. “But Bolin...I didn’t mean to overhear but her first words Tenzin were “”my bending””. After all the trauma, the physical and mental pain she suffered her main shame was losing her bending. She was ashamed of herself but do you know what Bolin said to her? Without missing a beat he told her she was more than her bending, her bending didn’t define her, she was amazing with it and she’ll be amazing without it, I don’t think either of us have ever told her that”. Tenzin frowned looking at you so content with Bolin and nodded “you’re right, I see her as my daughter the airbender...i don’t mean to but it’s hard”. Pema nodded hugging Tenzin’s arm “I know you don’t mean it but y/n notices, she’s had those expectations on her shoulders since the first time she used airbending but Bolin doesn’t see her like that, he doesn’t treat her like an airbender and she noticed that too, that’s why he soothes her, thats why she sneaks out to see him, that’s why she’s do anything for him...he sees her Tenzin”. Tenzin frowned feeling teary and nodded his head “I was wrong about them”.  

The next few days Tenzin was amazed to see how much better you’d become. You were not your old self, you jumped at loud noises, didn’t smile as easily and of course couldn’t airbend but you no longer looked so sad. Sat next to Bolin you physically brightenned and relaxed. Tenzin noticed how attentive Bolin was to you, how concerned he was with your wellbeing and knew he had to apologise to him. He managed to catch Bolin alone and gestured for him to follow him. Bolin did so nervously and Tenzin led him outside. Bolin stood beside him a few feet away as if worried Tenzin would yell at him again. Tenzin wanted to show him this wasn’t one of those talks but didn’t know how so just started talking. “When Y/n was missing I blamed you” Tenzin coughed “I unfairly put all the blame on you and i am sorry, that was not correct, I shouldn’t have said that to you”. Bolin frowned “You don’t have to apologise, I know you were just worried and I mean you were right" Bolin said sadly "she got hurt because of me, that’s why i’ve got to help her recover, it’s all my fault". Tenzin could see the boys eyes were filled with tears and shook his head. "No i wasn’t right at all! She was there for many reasons but I was one of the reasons, she snook away because i banned her from seeing you so she had to be sneaky, not to mention i sent her home alone late at night..." Tenzin sighed "i know you’d have walked her home and would’ve protected her, you’d have never let her get hurt". Bolin seemed shocked but nodded his head adamantly "of course sir". "But that didn’t happen because of me. I was so scared and so fixated on protecting her from irrational things like you and because of that she got hurt". Bolin frowned "it wasn’t your fault either, you didn’t know what would happen". Tenzin nodded but didn’t believe the earth bender "you’ve been a big support to her, the most helpful, you got her to eat and sleep and walk and smile and even laugh" Tenzin sighed "she feels safe with you" Tenzin told Bolin "she trusts you, more than anyone". Bolin blushed and smiled looking back into the house "yeah well...i trust her more than anyone too, she means everything to me sir, honestly". Tenzin nodded his head "i’m starting to see that, i’ve been treating you like the enemy, a threat to my daughter’s safety when you’re my biggest ally there, you only want what’s best for her don’t you". "Of course" Bolin nodded "i lov.." before he trailled off going red "i care about her". Tenzin stared at him before nodding his head "go back inside to her". Bolin looked at Tenzin shocked. He expected this talk to be Tenzin kicking him out of the house but now he was literally inviting him inside. Tenzin repeated himself "go inside, you’ve proven yourself, i shouldn’t have needed you to do it so drastically and i’m sorry for that but i trust you son, i can’t think of anybody better for my little girl and i know i don’t need to threaten you about hurting her because i think you’d beat yourself up more than anyone could if you hurt her". Bolin nodded his head "totally". Tenzin smiled "you have my blessing". Bolin grinned thanking him and went to go back into the house when Tenzin grabbed his arm "but still if you hurt her...the air in your lungs won’t be safe from me, got it?". Tenzin watched to see the boy’s reaction but Bolin only grinned. "Trust me if i hurt her i’ll give you all the air from my lungs voluntarily I promise!". Tenzin frowned thinking the threat didn’t really work if Bolin was okay with it but the boy was already back inside the house

Bolin’s POV

"Y/n you’ll never guess what" Bolin called coming into your room but stopped seeing Ikki and Jinora sat on your bed with you. Bolin had forgotten tonight was the big sister sleepover but smiled to see how well you were getting along with both of your sisters. "Hey, what is it?" You asked getting up and Bolin smiled. "Hi girls, I just got back from a conversation with your dad...". "Ow no, i’m sorry..." you started but he shook his head "no it was okay, great actually". "Should we go?" Jinora asked but Bolin shook his head "no it’s okay, don’t worry i won’t be long" before turning back to you "he gave me his approval y/n". Ikki and Jinora got what Bolin meant before you did and gasped. "He did?" you asked glancing back at your sister’s dramatic reactions and Bolin nodded. "I know i couldn’t believe it either! He actually thinks i’m worthy of you". "Of course you are" you smiled "you’re the best guy i know". "Me too" Jinora added and you smirked at her over your shoulder. "That means a lot thank you" Bolin smiled at you all "but i just can’t believe your father approves of me, this is so great! No more sneaking around or hiding, we can be seen and honest with each other! I don’t have to hide how much i like you". You nodded blushing and Bolin paused. He looked like he wanted to tell you something but looked at Jinora and Ikki and decided not to smiling instead "so i just wanted to tell you that". You smiled "that’s great news i’m really pleased but you know i always approved of you anyway right? I didn’t need my fathers approval to know how great you are". "Of course" Bolin nodded "i just never wanted to come between you and your family, i’d hate to be the thing making you unhappy in any way". "That’s really sweet but you only make me happy" you replied and Bolin’s face lit up. "That’s amazing to hear" he smiled looking at you like you were the best thing in the world. You blushed and Bolin shook himself out of his trance "so i’ll be going, I know it’s the big sister sleepover so i’ll get out of your way, goodnight girls have fun!". "Goodnight Bolin" Ikki and Jinora called and you smiled "night Bolin". He hugged you and you smiled closing your eyes. You seperated and Bolin’s smile mirrored yours "i’ll be right next door if you need anything...anytime". You smiled "thanks but i think we'll be okay". "Okay good" he smiled before closing the door.

Your POV

Bolin’s visit apparently made an impression on your sisters too. "I like Bolin" Ikki told you as you got ready to go to sleep. "Me too" you smiled and Ikki continued "he’s so strong and handsome but also so sweet and kind" she sighed wistfully. "Yeah, how did you get such a great guy to love you?" Jinora asked in typical annoying little sister fashion. You shrugged “honestly I don’t know" you smiled "but i love him too". "Awww" Ikki smiled "you should tell him". "Yeah i think it’s about time i did" you agreed. Ikki’s eyes closed and you drew the quilt around her more. "I didn’t mean what i said you know, i was just teasing" Jinora told you "you’re both amazing". You smiled "thanks". She smiled at you and you closed your eyes. "I heard him telling you how our bending doesn’t define us" Jinora whispered "not even dad told us that y/n, Ikki’s right he’s really special". You smiled thinking back on the memory "he is isn’t he?". Jinora nodded "i’m glad you’ve found someone so lovely, i hope i do". "You will" you smiled tucking her hair behind her ear "i promise". "Thanks y/n" she smiled hugging you and you held your little sister. "Also if you don’t tell Bolin you’re in love with him soon I think Ikki will beat you to it". You chuckled and sighed "don’t worry i’m going to tell him first thing tomorrow".

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I wasn’t planning on doing a part two but you guys seemed to like the first one a lot and who doesn’t love more Bolin?

help i missed today’s stream and it was canon please tell me what happened

*dramatically cracks fingers*

Techno and Techno bonding we love that

Techno gave Tommy a turtle helment that Tommy fuckin adores

They plan to make a tunnel to L'manburg (specifically their dogs)

Mother fuckers got spot by connor

Techno's adhd proceeded to kick in

They take connor hostage

They torture connor for a bit

Techno tries to bargain Connor for his items back

Techno realises that his plan is flawed as shit

Techno proceeds anyways

Ranboo and Tubbo get involved

Tommy and Tubbo face eachother for the first time in ages

Tubbo tries to process that tommy is alive

Tommy reminds Tubbo that he exiled him and is overall bitter

There's just a bunch of angst while connor cries in the background

Tommy's allyship with Techno is also revealed

Tubbo is upset

Tommy tells him he had no choice

Man. ✨angst✨

Techno successfully traded connor's life for his pickaxe and rocket launcher

Tommy processes his encounter and wonders if Tubbo is a "wrongen"

Techno encourages this thought (personally i don't think this is manipulation at. All. I honestly think Techno genuinely thinks Tubbo is a bad person with the knowledge he has ((tommy being exiled by him, tubbo never visiting)))

Dream catches them as they try to leave to the nether

Tommy panics

Dream tries to further manipulate Tommy, while Techno interjects with comments about his homelessness

Tommy openly states and acknowledges Dream's manipulation

Dream demands Tommy comes with him

Techno steps in and protects him (very fucking pog champ)

But then immediately mentions the favor (this made me hella fucking sus of him and made me question his intentions and this whole arc, but i care them so im hanging onto the loose thread that he could've been bluffing)

Dream shoots it down, foreshadowing it's use in the future

Dream tells Tommy he lives another day. For now.

Tommy cusses him out (good for him. Good for him.)

Tommy freaks the fuck out about it afterwards

Mans proceeds to feel invinsible

Like he starts celebrating it and jumps into fucking lava taking no damage

"Hey Techno? Thank you."

"No problem."

They get back to their base

Tommy asks to see Techno's rocket launcher

He realises it was the same rocket launcher that killed tubbo

Haha. Ptsd amirite❤

Tommy leaves, trying to process the events.

I'm at your service 😌

Okay. IMAGINE a HC where MC works at a dive bar as a waitress/bartender.

IMAGINE this is the same dive bar that zens motorcycle gang hangs out at.

IMAGINE MC and zen become good friends BUT one day Zen decides to leave the motorcycle gang and never sees MC again UNTIL a mysterious young women joins the RFA.

IMAGINE Zen being completely confused as to why this bEaUtiFuL young women looks so familiar but doesn’t know why..........

lol just a thought I had. I would love to see it as a HC or short story lolol

Keep up the amazing work🥰

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First of all: adorable, yes:

Here’s a short one shot I made, I hope it’s fine!!

When he opened the door to Rika’s apartment he didn’t have time to look around. You were in danger.

Zen didn’t make any connection until you were out of the apartment, the white haired guy that had been holding you probably traumatized and hurt from the big bite you gave him.

He quickly led you to his motorcycle and asked if you were alright riding it, that you could hold on to him as tightly as you wanted it you were scared. But you only smiled and said sure, you were fine with the bike, like it was no big deal. As he handed you his helment he couldn’t help but feel this weird sense of... déjà vu...but he quickly brushed it aside and helped you get on, and quickly turning on the bike, leaving your apartment behind.

As you both passed through the busy streets and roads, Zen couldn’t help but feel his mind drift away to something else...

Just where had he seen you before?

He felt your hands tighten around him and he jokingly looked back at you.

“Scared?”

You smirked and stuck out your tongue, your cheeks flushed and eyes filled with excitement. “As if! I’m not scared if I’m with you.”

And then....Zen suddenly got this memory...

He’d had this conversation before...didn’t he? The exact same one...where???

The thing is, you almost crashed into a bush, and then Zen had to stop thinking about it or else you would both probably die.

When you both reached his apartment, Zen managed to push the thoughts and feelings out of his head, until you went to sleep. Then, he quickly went up to the roof with a beer and his phone, and tried to remember just why the hell he was feeling like that...

Zen turned on his cigarette and looked up at the sky.

“You know smoking is bad for you right?” He heard a voice behind him say, and there you were.

“Sorry. Did I wake you up?” He asked, but you shook your head and handed him another beer.

“Cass Red right? Same as always?”

Zen was about to reply, when he stopped dead in his tracks.

......

“Let me guess, Cass Red again?” The waitress smiled and Zen couldn’t help but smile back. “Jeez, how old are you? Are you even allowed to drink?” They asked.

“Are you allowed to be working at such a dangerous place like this? I’m pretty sure I’ve seen you hanging around in a high school uniform somewhere around here, so I could say we’re both the same age and that we’re both doing something we shouldn’t be doing since I’m sure your boss doesn’t know about your real age.”

The waitress shook their head and gently pushed Zen. “ I won’t tell if you don’t. It’ll be like out little secret, alright?” They winked and Zen felt his cheeks flush a bit, but he smiled. That was the first time he’d had a conversation with the waitress that wasn’t asking for his drink.

So he decided to get to know them better. He was in luck since his motorcycle gang always hung around this bar, and even though he managed to stand the guys, they weren’t exactly the best company to hang around. But the waitress? Well, they were...amazing. Zen couldn’t help but look forward to every Friday and Saturday, where they’d be serving up drinks and foods for everyone. He’d always walk up to them and spend hours and hours talking, and then when their shift was over, Zen would always offer them a ride home (which they would always refuse, something about being scared of motorcycles.) So he always ended up walking them to the station instead.

He always walked into the bar full of excitement and happiness...that is until...one day he seemed to be a bit different from normal.

“Cass Red right? Same as always?” They asked...but Zen didn’t reply in his usual chipper tone. Something was wrong. The waitress of course, managed to catch on to it and asked what’s se happened.

“Meet me outside when your shift is over.” He whispered into your ear, and then quickly left the bar. The hell?

Anyway, the waitress followed his instructions, and once their shift was over they went outside to meet up with Zen. He was near his bike, holding a helment on his hand.

“Zen? What’s this? You know I don’t really like riding on bikes...” they said as they got closer to him.

Zen bit his lip and gently shoved the helment towards them. “Please. I promise I won’t go fast, just come with me this time...it’s important.”

They couldn’t help but accept, I mean, who could say no to those puppy eyes? The waitress slowly got on the bike behind Zen, who helped them placing their arms around him. He started the bike, and every now and green he turned around to look at them. At one point, he slowly turned around and forced a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Scared?” He teased. The waitress gulped and slowly shook their head. “A-as if! I....I’m not scared...if I’m with you...” they said, hiding their flushed face on Zen’s back.

They almost crashed. Zen remembers feeling so flustered, he couldn’t help it! The rest of the night though, went perfect. The two of them found a nice spot under the stars, where they could see the whole city below them....then...then at one point, they kissed. Zen doesn’t remember who made the first move, but he just remembers running his hands through their hair and kissing them, as if they were going to disappear at any moment. They were going to go further, whispering to each other if it was alright, Zen promising he’d be gentle, when all of a sudden some shouts were heard and some security guards appeared.

After that...well...nothing happened. The waitress never saw Zen again. It was as if he had disappeared. They waited, and waited...until they grew tired....and then they forgot about it...about their first love. The first person they found they cared about...

And then...they found each other again. You were the waitress...you were the person Zen sometimes couldn’t stop thinking about. It was you.

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“Zen...?” You asked, and he let out a yelp when he saw how close your face had been to his.

“Zen you alright? You just zoomed out all of a sudden haha, what was that?” You asked, and gently bopped his head with the can of beer.

“It was you...” he whispered.

“Huh?”

“It was you...” he said, a bit louder this time.

“What do you mean? Of course it’s me, did you forget that you brought me over here?”

“No. I mean, I didn’t forget about bringing you here, I don’t have amnesia. What I mean is that...you were that waitress at the bar....”

You went quiet.

Now that Zen paid more attention...you still looked the same. Your hair was a bit longer, and you looked more mature...but it was still you.

You looked at the ground and slowly smiled. “I thought you had forgotten.” You whispered.

Zen took a small step towards you and shook his head. “N-no, I...why didn’t you say anything?” He asked.

You shrugged. “I thought about it, but you didn’t seem to remember it. I really thought you had amnesia at one point, maybe that you had fallen from that bike of yours and hit your head or something.”

Zen chuckled and rubbed his neck, muttering a few embarassed sorry’s. “I mean, I did think you looked familiar but I didn’t make the connection until now.”

“Wow. You must feel a tiny bit stupid.”

“I do.”

You both let out a laugh and then Zen grabbed your hands, looking straight into your eyes. Before he had seemed laid back, confident, but now he looked extremely nervous...and...scared?

“I...I’m so sorry...for leaving you without saying anything. It’s- I left the gang. To become an actor, I just didn’t want to be part of whatever they were doing anymore. I didn’t...I couldn’t say goodbye...I don’t know why. It always broke my heart. Every day I’d walk into the bar with the intention of saying farewell, but I never found the courage to say it...”

You cupped his cheek, “I understand” you said. “I get it. I was super worried though you know? I thought something had happened to you. But I’m glad you lef the gang, you were doing the right thing.”

You both stood in silence for a bit before you spoke again, your cheeks flushed. “Uhm...about that time...do you...do you still maybe...feel the same...as back then...?” Your words became softer and softer, and Zen thought it was absolutely adorable, and he nodded smiling, a huge loving smile. You smiled back and Zen leaned his forehead against yours.

“Y/N, I have not stopped thinking about you since the day I left. I’ve always loved you, with all my heart. Do you still feel the same?”

You nodded, and you both let out a small cheer. Zen quickly pulled you to him, and lifted your chin, a blush crossing his face. “Then...you won’t mind if...if I kiss you...?”

You shook your head, and Zen gently pushed his lips against yours, cupping your neck and letting out a small content sigh as the two of you made contact. Soon, the two of you were making out, your tongues fighting against each other for dominance. Zen gripped your hips with his other hand and slowly pulled away, smirking.

“Why don’t we continue...where we left off last time?” He asked, and you smiled, nodding, leading Zen back to his apartment.

You spent that night in his heated embrace, Zen trailing kisses down your neck and whispering how much he loved you.

Later you told the RFA about your story, everyone thought it was adorable, and was actually a bit jelly about your romance story. The whole RFA mess was solved, along with the Echo Girl bullshit (you were bout to beat that bitch up) and Zen ended up getting so many acting offers! The two of you would always spent your time together and talk about the old times, sometimes you’d tease him about how he was back then. Zen was happy to be with you, and he always reminded you how much he loved you.

The end!

Btw: whenever I write/read tongues fighting for dominance? This image comes to my head:

Sorry not sorry

What would be your all time fantasy for a scene? Like someone kidnapping you and brainwashing you etc or slowly being controlled by someone who just moves into your house and you find yourself unable to say no as they take more and more control of you

I would adore all of those things.

I'd love to be kidnapped via subtle in-public hypnosis, lured into someone's thrall and led slowly and intoxicatingly toward their home, unable to resist, my body buckling and coming at their every word. At first I would be terrified. But my body would keep betraying me. Shaking. Submitting. Clouding my head with pleasure and desire and need. My eyes unable to look away from the one that now commanded me.

I imagine being used and controlled in an alley, rhen led to my new master's home, then bound, maybe mummified or tied in rope, and forced to be brainwashed with a VR helment on my head and a gag in my mouth.

I imagine my body being bound and hooked up via the headset to a computer that filled my visual field and my mind with an overstimulating array of messages and programming, and being fingered and toyed with for a while as the messages made my head loll around and my body shake and pulse with dumb, automatic arousal. Then, I envision myself being left alone, tied up in the dark, with my brain dripping out of my holes and my mouth, for so long that I forget that I ever was a person.

After some impossible-to-discern amount of time has passed, I imagine myself utterly vacant and still, body limp, holes plump with arousal and oozing with wetness, and the door opening and my new master presenting his cock to me. I would move without hesitation, without my eyes focusing or my mind awakening, to a place at his feet. He'd plunge himself into my mouth and hold my head tight onto his cock and fuck me until I was drooling his come out in a heap on the floor. Then he'd lift my body up, return the headset to my face, and fuck my limp and lifeless fuck doll body while more of his influence coursed through me.

And after that I imagine life being a blur. Darkness. Messages. Convulsions. New lessons. Darkness. My new Master arriving. Offering my holes. No identity. Nothingness. New lessons. More programming. Service. Being fucked. Darkness. And my humanity would just continue to shrink and shrink into that darkness like a light disappearing over the horizon of a dark sea.

And I’d almost gone a whole three months without utterly fucking despising Xavier

I can also say that I’d never despised Moira before but thats because I never remotely cared about her enough to be bothered with hating her before today given that she’s just yet another straight cis woman who doesn’t really matter

Now though I despise Moira so much that I genuinely wanted to reach into this comic and snap her fucking neck with my bare hands

MYSTIQUE HAD BETTER GET TO BRING DESTINY BACK

I don’t care what she has to do, who she has to make deals with or who she has to torture, betray or kill to bring Destiny back...as far as I’m concerned she’s completely justified in any and all means she takes in order to be reunited with her love because quite honestly I don’t remotely give a shit if a billion straight cis characters have to die if it meant that one adorable queer couple couple can be happy. 

And I don’t remotelty care why this worthless little cishet twat Moira McTaggart doesn’t want Destiny to be brought back...much like I don’t remotely care about the feelings or opinions of useless wastes of space like her in general

And I definitely don’t give a fuck what Xavier wants...if Mystique has to cut his skull open and rip the information on how to bring Destiny back right out of his brain I 100% support and encourage her doing it because honestly Xavier dying is something that I wouldn’t remotely give a shit about any more than I did the last time he got killed...because I’ve never viewed Xavier as anything other than utterly tedious at best and utterly repulsive trash at worst

Mystique needs to take whatever she needs from that idiotic looking helment that Xavier has on his head to get what she wants and I sincerely hope that she does because that’s the kind of heroism I love to see...bad ass queer women doing whatever they have to do to get what they want

I don’t remotely give a fuck about whatever “Greater good” Xavier or Moira think they’re representing here much like I’ve never remotely given a fuck about meaningless and nonsense terms like “The greater good” in general.

I care about Mystique and Destiny more than I care about literally every single other character currently living on Krakoa combined and I really don’t give a fuck what some whiny cishet waste of oxygen like Moira McTaggart wants to happen, I only care about seeing Mystique and Destiny back together as the bad ass queer mutant hero couple they are

Oh yeah! And Milk Angel is actually a holy prince from a holy kingdom sent to purify Dark Spirit Helment from his curse and FireStarter just heard that DSH was strong so he just wants to have a duel. MA cant fight, so FS has to protect him and then they fall in love- sometimes MA just falls face first as he cant see well and FS just Carrie's him. Calm BF and Chaotic BF, perf.

I

Adore

This

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Fucking

PIECES

"Osomachoo~ Want to go for a spin in my motorcycle?" Rather than calling him to say that she was back in town, Ellie wanted to give the element of surprise. "Its not about the destination thats important, but the journey." The grunt then got off her motorcycle to get the spare helment in her trunk. "What do ya say? Wanna enjoy this beautiful day with me?"

    “ Uh, YES I want to have a ride! “ he exclaimed, grabbing the helmet into his hands once she took it out. He adored motorcycles, and although he had only been on one ride he wasn’t too scared. Besides, what could go wrong!

   Hopping onto the back of it he grabbed onto the sides of the bike, giving her a confident grin. He was ready to go - the time separated only giving him more excitement for the ride. They’d get to catch up, after all!

Chapter 1 Daniel. Learning to Love

It starts like any other Sunday. Grace gets up before her mom and brother. She makes breakfast and starts coffee. Her mom wakes up soon after and starts the long process of waking Luke. Her brother is a night owl and is hard to wake in the morning.

She showers and gets dressed. Her mom gets Luke up and he stumbles to the shower. Grace supervises his breakfast as their mom showers and gets ready. Then they all head to church.

Hannah and Grace drop Luke off in the secured Sunday school area and then they both head upstairs to their separate Sunday school classes. Grace's young adult class meets right across the hall from her mom's.

The young adult class has a menagerie of different people in different stages of life. From those, like Grace, who are college students to those couples who are engaged, newly married, and even a couple who has just had their first baby.

It is a wonderful, chaotic, Spirit filled group and Grace adores them. She is surface close to all the men and very close to several of the ladies. But, there is not one that she couldn't call in an emergency. Not one who wouldn't be there day or night with a prayer, hug, or listening ear if needed.

She walks in, graps a cup of coffee and joins her friend Amy and a couple other women who are discussing another classmates upcoming wedding. The men are gathered and discussing football. It is, after all, fall in Georgia.

Their teacher, Dylan, lets them socialize for a few more moments before calling the class to order. They all take seats and that is when he walks in.

He is 6'2 or so with dark silky hair that falls to his shoulders. He wears a blue botton down shirt that does nothing to hide the size of his muscles or the tattoes on his arms. His green eyes are open and friendly. There are gasps and a low whistle from Amy who sits beside her. It is this whistle that gets Grace's attention. She had her head down reviewing the Sunday school lesson.

She looks up meeting the eyes of the man that stands in front of the room. She can't look away.

" Welcome to our class," Dylan says breaking the spell. The newcomer breaks the curious eye contact as he turns to Dylan.

" Thanks. Ah, the lady downstairs said this was the place to go. I am Daniel Michael Windtalker." He holds his hand out.

" Well, very nice to meet you Daniel Windtalker. Cheerokee right?"

" Yes sir."

" Well Daniel. I am Dylan and this is the young adult class. You are welcome here. Please take a seat.

Daniel nods and walks over and takes a seat beside Grace.

" Hi," he says turning to her," I am Daniel."

" Hi Grace." she stambers out presenting her hand. When he takes it, an electric shock flows through her. They both gasp and he quickly drops her hand and she drops her head.

" Just static electricity," she thinks to herself looking down at the carpet she blames it on," has to be."

For the next forty-five minutes, she struggles to keep her mind on the lesson and off the compelling stranger sitting inches from her. It isn't an easy thing to do. He is knowledgeable and answers every third question or so asked. The sound of his voice makes it hard to ingore him.

When Dylan finally prays and dismisses them, Grace jumps right up.

" Ah Grace. Can you show me the way to the sanctuary?" Daniel asks her.

" Ah sure." After all, she has been raised to be unfaillingly polite and he is a guest of her church. She hears Amy giggle behind her. Amy, who had for the last year been trying to get her to date. Grace sighs, knowing that Amy would be calling her later that evening.

They walk out meeting her mom in the hall.

" Grace, how was class?" she asks before noticing Daniel standing beside her," and who is this?"

" Mom, meet Daniel. Daniel, my mom Hannah. Daniel is a guest in our class today. I am going to show him to the sanctuary.

" Okay," Hannah responds with a smile. She is also glad to see her daughter with a guy." I will get Luke and meet you. Nice to meet you Daniel."

" Your mom is noce. Is Luke your brother?" he asks as they head downstairs.

" Yes. He is seven and the sweetest little guy."

She can't help grinning. She absolutely adores her little brother.

" You have a gorgeous smile."

She blushes bright red her head dropping down.

" Thanks," she mummurs.

" No, no, no." she is thinking," I am not attracted to him. I don't date. Men are not to be trusted."

She stumbles down the stairs. She misses a step and Daniel grabs her arm so she doesn't fall.

" Are you okay?"

" Fine thanks. Just tripped over my own feet." she replies with another blush.

He releases her arm and she grabs a hold of the railing and they keep walking down.

They emerge on the first floor and he follows her into the sanctuary. It is a huge room with pews on each side and a balcony. Stained glass windows reflect the sun. The table in front has two candles and a vase of flowers. The pew and choir chairs are behind it.

" Would you like to seat with us?" Grace asks, remembering her manners despite the strange way he makes her feel.

" Thanks," he responds with an easy grin that made her heart speed up. She slid into her accustomed pew. He sits beside her. Her mom and Luke soon join them.

" Luke this is Daniel. He is a guest from Sunday school. Daniel my brother Luke."

Luke puts out his hand.

" Very nice to meet you Luke." Daniel is impressed with his manners.

" Nice to meet you too. Are you my sister's boyfriend?" he inquires with the innocence of childhood and the cunning of a younger brother.

" Luke, I just told you he is a guest from Sunday school. We meet an hour ago."

" Oh right. Sorry," he says to his sister and Daniel and then added in a loud stage whisper," But you could be her boyfriend. May sister needs a boyfriend."

" Luke, mind your own business," his mom scolds him. Grace sits her face down. Her face red.

" Don't worry," Daniel whispers to her," I have little brothers too."

She nods but doesn't look up until the choir director steps to the pew and invites them to stand and sing the first hymm.

They get through the rest of the service without embarrassment. As they are walking out Hannah takes Luke on a head.

" Grace, can I be your friend?" Daniel casually asks.

" My friend. Ah sure. I guess."

" Well I sense that is all you are ready for."

" Well okay." She hesitates because not only does she not date but she really has no close male friends either. But, there is something between them and she would rather have him as a friend than anything else. He hands her a slip of paper.

" My number. Call me when you are ready. I will see you here next Sunday, either way."

They have reached the door that leads to the outside. He holds it open for her. She smiles at him and his answering smile sends her heart racing again.

" Friends," she thinks confused," We can try, maybe."

He walks her to her car where her mom and Luke wait.

" It was very nice to meet you Hannah and Luke. And you too Grace. I will see y'all next Sunday."

He turns and as her mom gets Luke into the car, Grace watches to see which car he drives. She is only slightly surprised when he slips on the back of a motorcycle. He slips on the helment and waves to her as he rides off.

" Tats, long hair, and a motorcycle. What am I thinking? But he was able to answer most of the questions in Sunday school. He knew the hymms and took copious notes on the sermon." she thinks in confusion.