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cheriladycl01 · 6 months

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Funny Gaming moments with Lando and Max (F) x QuadrantStreamer! Reader

Plot: Just funny moments where Reader is a member of Quadrant and is a big UK streamer that does everything on Twitch and YouTube.

A/N: this is only small and just for fun, better Lando stuff is coming out.

Credit to formulaonedirection for the GIF

Moment 1:

"Do you earn more than Lando Norris, chat you guys are wild ... but honestly with my individual sponsors, YouTube and streaming and any of my weird side activities I think it'd be up for debate" you giggle not actually knowing how much difference there was in what you or Lando earned.

"Not girlie casually admitting that with her side hustle she earns as much as an F1 driver, yeah guys, you gotta think I stream and upload full time. So i get paid for each YouTube video I do, I'm a twitch affiliate and you guys are so so generous. I game competitively and earn from that. I have sponsors, so ... lets just say i had no trouble buying Lando's Christmas presents" you grin, knowing the man had widely expensive taste.

"Who am i spending Christmas with, well Lando's family has asked if I'd like to join them, but I'll be spending the holidays mostly with Max and Pietra. Oh my gosh guys, did you see Instagram? I met Martin Garrix! How cool is that!" you laugh.

Moment 2:

"So I'm here today with Lando, and I'm teaching him Valorant, he knows that I'm in good but I don't think he knows I'm Immortal" you say until you unmute yourself in discord.

"Hey Lando baby" you joke but all you get from the otherside is silence which makes your chat go absolutely crazy.

You hear a few coughs that sound like choking, so you check his stream making sure not to tab out on stream, seeing him sat there in shock in his chair blushing.

"Lando?" you ask, and you watch as he rearranges himself in his chair pulling the mic closer to him.

"Hi, hello yes. Sorry you just threw me off guard" he laughs, wiping across his face with his fingers.

"What are we?" he asks, and you burst out laughing at the question which makes him laugh too. Chat on both ends starts going crazy, with the spam of Lando Norizz <<< Y/N the Rizzler and you were both dying.

Moment 3:

"Argghh fuck" you scream leaning back and fulling falling back off your chair. You were currently playing the horror game ' In Silence with Max, Lando and Ria.

"No way did Y/N just fall?" Max asks laughing at the girl whose stream he pulled up seeing her laying on the floor gripping her shoulder while her chair was now also laying in the floor.

"SHE DID" Lando laughs and you groan out in embarrassment.

Moment 4:

"What was that chat? My door reopened and closed shut while I was gone?" you ask looking back at your door. You knew you were home alone, the only people having a key to your apartment being Max and Pietra and Lando. But they were all travelling right now and were on the plane.

"Chat, stop messing with me" you scold jokingly, you start to load up the game your changing too. However a knock at your bedroom door has you stilling.

"What" you mouth looking at the camera. You go to the door, chat spamming saying how by opening the door that how all the dumb movie characters die. You here another knock making you flinch, you rip open the door, screaming when you see the scary mask, jumping and tacking the person now.

"Ow Y/N fuck" you hear and you rip the mask of, knowing that voice but not wanting to assume.

"Lando?" you ask looking at him.

"I thought it would be funny" he jokes laughing.

Moment 4:

"So Lando, Max and I thought it would be funny to play Valorant but for every kill we get we do a shot" you exclaim.

"Y/N gonna need new kidneys by the end of this? Hmmm very true, maybe we change it to every time we die we do a shot?" you ask seeing what chat's opinion would be on that.

"Then Lando and Max will be needing new kidneys? Well, I'm playing on my alt account and I'm just chilling so we'll be in gold/silver lobbies. Last time we played on my normal account, it was a struggle.

"Lets ask what they prefer! Guys? You want to do shots every time we get a kill or when we die?" you ask after unmuting yourself.

"We playing with MILF account of FnaticY/N?" Lando asks.

"MILF of course. And no comps, I'm not being called a booster" you grin and Max groans, Max was gold 2 and was asking for you to coach him, you had watched him in unrated's but refused to do comps together.

"Wait, when did you change your name...didnt it used to be Ilovetits6?" Max laughs.

"Yes, but chat started to call me mother? So i just rolled with it" you grin looking at chat and winking.

Moment 5:

"Are you and Lando Norris dating?" you ask, and then you open your phone and call Lando himself.

"Hey baby!" you smile and show the chat what Lando is saved as and the picture while he's on speakerphone.

"Hey love. I'm a little late coming back. I got stuck here with Zac and Oscar, but Max and P wanted to know if you would like to go out for dinner with them tonight" he asks and you laugh.

"Wait, Y/N are you live"

"Maybe, look you said you were ready to go public. So this is payback for what you did to Max on stream!" you laugh, knowing he wont be mad at you, as you'd talked recently about going public.

"Exposed? Yes yes i did" you grin.

Moment 6:

"Y/N your boyfriend is horny come sort him out" AngryGinge says adding you to the call forcefully mid stream.

"Mmmm that sounds like a job for you" you says seriously and you pull up his and Lando's stream to watch what was going on. Some people had come into your stream to say to get Lando to end the stream before PR has his head.

"He's been moaning on stream Y/N get your man and take him home"

"Yeah sorry let me just hop on the jet to Monaco..." you joke, knowing you definitely don't have a private jet.

"Wait, just how rich are you? Your boyfriends out here buying watches for 400k, you have a private jet. This just ain't right!" he exclaims making you laugh.

"I don't have a private jet. But... I've been in one of Max Verstappen's" you boast, you'd been introduced to him through Lando as Kelly wanted to meet you and set you up with her modelling agency.

"Huh? WHAT?" he screams and you just laugh before leaving the call. You shoot Lando a teasing message watching his eyes change as he reads it, and he lets out a groan that soon turns into a joke as Angry Ginge yelled at him to calm down again.

Moment 7:

"Salem stop" you tell your cat, which had jumped up and starting to paw in your lap where the blanket lay across before flopping down wanting fuss.

She started to meow at you not getting the wanted attention, but you were in the middle of an important rank up game, that would put you as radiant in Valorant.

As the game went on, you apologized to your teammates when you died after nearly clutching a round when Salem distracted you by pawing at your hand on your mouse.

"Salem please bub. 3 more rounds and you can have all the cuddles in the world" you whisper to the cat before she settles down, you proceed to Ace the next round and your team and you win the next two. The end of the game, with the MVP you get promoted to Radiant #497.

You celebrated by grabbing Salem your black Bombay cat and hugging her tightly, she leans into you wrapping her paws around happy for the affection she's finally getting.

"Treat?" you ask receiving a meow.

Chat:

y/nloverrr02- not y/n celebrating like she just got a podium

landonorizz- what's harder, f1 win, or reaching the top 500 valorant players

wedonttalkabouther- please, mother is mothering!

deadlocknerf- not her top fragging as an omen and their jett with a negative kda.

lockandassit- well done on the promo!

LandoNorris- Babe! Well done! I watched your win! I'm so proud

"Thank you, everybody. I think I'll leave it there for the day and I'll come back and we can try and get into the 450's!" you exclaim before cutting stream.

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meowmeowriley · 5 months

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@forestshadow-wolf Had asked about Duo Fatui, and you know what? Fuck it! Have what will eventually be the opening to the fic ❤

Ghost and Soap are placed on desk duty for a year after an op gone sideways. They decide to make the best of it.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Captain price roared as he stormed into the med bay.

Soap and Ghost were both laid up in separate cots, on either side of the room. Both now stared at him, wide eyed after his outburst.

"Sir," Ghost started but Price was not going to hear him out.

"No! Soap, what the hell were you thinking?!"

"Sir," Soap attempted to speak but Price cut him off as well.

"What the fuck were you thinking, giving a civilian your plate carrier?" Price seethed.

"Sir, he had important intel, we couldn't afford to lose him, and our route to exfil was taking heavy fire." Soap spit out his words quickly, probably to avoid being cut off again.

"Exactly sergeant, heavy fire that you took! You were shot, and you're a hell of a lot more important than some random scientist!" Price could feel his face getting red as he yelled. "And you!" He turned to face Ghost. "Now you're out of commission, because of his bloody fuck up!" He gestured sharply at a pouting Soap.

"We're the same blood type, I wasn't about to lose him over something I could easily help with, Captain." Ghost said flatly. To anyone else it would seem like Ghost was calm, detached even. Price could tell he was holding back his own anger.

Price found himself pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. He wasn't actually angry at them. Soap had saved a man with insanely useful information. Ghost had saved Soap. He was angry that he hadn't been there to protect them himself. He was angry that he almost lost two of the best soldiers there ever were. Two of his men. He was angry that now they were both one kidney lighter. The transplant wouldn't take too long to heal, but the risk of rejection or infection meant he could still lose them. "One year." That garnered confused looks from both men.

"Um, no boss, the surgeon said-" Price cut Ghot off again, further souring the man's mood for sure.

"That the risk of rejection and infection will be significantly reduced after six months. I am placing you both on desk duty for one year, starting the day you get discharged from med bay." A horrified silence filled the room. "I hope you boys can find a way to keep yourselves entertained while Gaz, Roach and I pick up your slack." It may have ben a bit harsh, but he needed them to understand how important their lives were. To the world, to the team. To him. With that, he left the room.

***

"Ah'm sorry, Ghost."

"Shut it, Johnny."

"Ah am though."

"No." Ghost opened his eyes and leaned forward, looking at his hands. After Price had stormed in, ripped them a new one, and stormed out, he had leaned back in his bed and closed his eyes in an attempt to dissuade the rising rage. "If we're sorry, Price wins. That crabbit old man can kiss my arse. We did the right things."

"Hmmm... I have an idea." Ghost finally looked over to Soap again, urging him to continue with his eyes. "We're gonna be stuck on base for a whole year, aye?"

"Aye..." Ghost was unsure where this was going.

"We should do something unhinged, something incredibly stupid and pointless, every day. We'll have some random recruit record it, someone different every day if we can. At the end of the year, we'll play it on a projector in the mess for the whole base to watch." Soap was grinning at him. "Show Price what happens when you bench two of the craziest son's o' bitches in the SAS.'

It felt like a bad idea. Like making a deal with the devil. Like it would at least make the year of bullshit ahead of them go by faster. "I'm listening..."

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theyanderespecialist · 6 months

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Yandere Eyeless Jack X Listener (Creepypasta)

Base Yandere Eyeless Jack Headcanons: Eldritch Darling

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am here with a new update and this one is base headcanons and traits of Eyeless Jack from Creepypastas. Though it is a bit of every type of Eyeless Jack and some of my own headcanons and traits for a yandere version of him. I hope you enjoy this!]

(Disclaimer: Eyeless Jack is not yandere in canon. This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all. Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine. Just do not be illegal or gross about it. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE! Yanderes and ANYONE LIKE Creepypastas are not ideal partners to have in real life. Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon and canon!)

(Base Yandere Headcanons With Eyeless Jack From Creepypasta)

.Eyeless Jack was once a 19-year-old young man.

.He was sacrificed by a cult to a demon and it failed.

.His eyes were removed and tar and blood were poured into the sockets.

.It failed and accidentally turned him into an eldritch kidney-eating monster.

.He is immortal and lives his life with his new powers and cravings.

.His retractable claws are so sharp they can cut through muscle and arteries. They also numb the skin as they do so.

.HE has sharp teeth that can bite into his kidneys with ease for him to eat.

.He has never left any evidence and never has been caught.

.That was until he met you.

.He was after your roommate and in her room, cutting into her and removing her kidney. He places it in the cooler and then hears you.

.You had worked a long shift as a volunteer at the hospital. You go to check on your roommate.

.He was ready to kill you until his eyes landed on you.

.The shock and horror on your face made him feel something he had never felt.

.He was stunned that you were able to get away screaming for help then he had to make an escape.

.He escaped, but he could not stop thinking about you.

.You were the person that he could not get his mind off of it was driving him CRAZY(er)

.He NEEDED to see you again.

.So he crept into your home, your roommate was in the hospital and you were passed out.

.He watched you as you slept, you looked so innocent and biteable. He knew he needed to have you just one little bite.

.This becomes a nightly thing for Eyeless Jack, breaking into your home and watching you sleep, his mouth watering just looking at you.

.Eyeless Jack is absolutely an unstable type of yandere at least with his feelings for you.

.He is still very very skilled at not getting caught or leaving evidence.

.Eventually just watching you at night is not enough for him, he needs more.

.So he would start to leave kidneys for you, in a sick twisted way of courting you.

.Along with the kidneys are the bloody notes.

.He realizes you do not seem to like kidneys, okay he can do better.

.So he will follow you and any man you talked to would be a victim losing a vital organ and that vital organ being left for you.

.With rivals though he always takes their hearts.

.After torturing them of course, he wants to make them suffer painfully before removing their hearts.

.Once their hearts are removed they are left for you.

.You would be losing your mind and finally, he sees you going on a date. Sees you kissing this date.

.He does not waste a single second and rushes there shoving his hand into the man's back while kissing you and ripping their heart out their back.

.Blood on your face and in your mouth and your date hitting the floor.

.He would then throw you over his shoulder and take you back to the mansion.

.Where he will force you to eat the heart.

.After that he confesses his love to you.

.If you accept his love (Most likely due to fear) he is over the moon and kisses you blood smearing between your lips.

.If you say no? (Which btw totally justified) He is angry and knocks you out.

.He will train you to love him, you will love him. Mark his words.

.In the end, he will have you love him and make you immortal.

.You will be his sweet little Eldritch darling~

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS another chapter is done! I hope you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!]

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keanureevesisbae · 1 year

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Captain Syverson x fem!reader

Summary: You never had a dad figure in your life, but when you meet Sy, all of the sudden you had a man who was willing to be that role model for you. But all you have to do is let him.

Word count: 1.4k

A/N: so, in case anyone remembers a sad little sob story I posted about how i was jealous because i didn't have a dad figure in my life, i turned it into an entire oneshot. Hopefully you like it. (also, I totally intended on not posting this until this weekend, but I suppose I am feeling generous today 😘 )

masterlist // henry cavill masterlist

You grew up in a female household. Your mother, your maternal grandmother and two of your aunts. No siblings. Just you and your favorite women in one house.

While it was amazing, there was one downside to it and you felt it deep in your heart: you always had this feeling you missed out on that fatherly type in your life. A role model, one your friends got for free and loved dearly.

You always wondered why your dad abandoned you to start another family elsewhere. Weren’t you fun enough? Weren’t you pretty enough?

Weren’t you enough?

Being dropped like that, you always felt more at ease with women. You weren’t necessarily afraid of men, but minding your own business and leave men be, was the easiest way for you to go.

However, you met Sy: the most amazing and wonderful man alive. Looking gruff and slightly terrifying at first, but once you peeled off that first layer, you were met with the most amazing and sweetest man you’ve ever encountered in your entire life.

He was a friend of your friend’s boyfriend and while you two instantly clicked, there was a certain hesitation. But Sy was patient and that patience showed you his character, because it took you months before you felt secure enough to let Sy in your life. You often joked that his parents did a splendid job with him.

But then you met said family. It was the first time you saw such a close family. Three older brothers who were all married with a few little ones, a loving mother and a father.

The type of dad you never had.

Falling into an old and safe habit, you found yourself gravitating towards his mother on family gatherings and sometimes a sister-in-law. You were civil with the brothers, however you always stayed clear from the dad, afraid that he’ll intentionally or unintentionally would hurt you the most.

‘You know,’ Sy offered through the phone, ‘you could call my dad.’

You were now staring at a flat tire and you knew that if you called a tow truck, you probably were gonna get ripped off anyway and you would sell a kidney to afford the change of tire. Naturally, you called your boyfriend, who could fix everything, but he was currently stuck at work and threw that one offer in the air that you really didn’t want.

‘No,’ you said, ‘I can handle this.’

So, after you hung up, you got to work. In theory, you could do it. You watched a YouTube video and you tried to fix the tire, but you lacked the strength and nearly found yourself sniffling on your driveway after many failed attempts.

Time went by and a car stopped in front of your driveway. You looked up, to see the infamous dad Syverson get out of his truck. ‘Hi kid,’ he said. He always called you kid when you arrived there.

‘Hi,’ you said, discreetly wiping away your tears. ‘What are you doing here?’

‘Sy called me,’ he answered, ‘telling me you had a flat tire. I thought I’d drop by to ask if you need help.’

You sighed. ‘Of course he did,’ you muttered.

‘You mind?’

‘No,’ you said, ‘go knock yourself out.’

You found yourself watching him from a distance, while he changed your tire. He did every step in the tutorial you watched, but the thing was: he had strength, you didn’t.

‘You got something against me, kid?’ he finally asked.

You shook your head. ‘No.’

‘You barely acknowledge me when you’re over,’ he said. ‘Is it something I did?’

Yes. That’s the worst part of it all. It is something he did. It’s the way he loves his sons, their wives and the grandkids. It’s how he loves his own wife. It’s how he always greeted you with a wide smile. How he even got you a little nickname he hadn’t given to anyone else. It was you who was on the receiving end of the nickname ‘kid’, not the others.

‘No.’

He looked up and halted his work. ‘You know,’ he says, ‘Sy told me about your own dad.’

Of course Sy would share that sob story with his parents. ‘Right.’

‘Your dad is an idiot,’ he said.

‘True.’ You took in a breath and said: ‘I grew up around women. All I’ve known is female role models. Never had a dad-figure in my life. Guess I am just a horrible human being and incredibly jealous for seeing how others have a great dad and I don’t.’

‘That doesn’t make you a horrible person,’ he told you. ‘It makes you a normal human being. You know, I had a deadbeat dad. He barely was around and when he was, he ruined everything. I always promised myself that once I am a dad, I wouldn’t be like that.’

‘Mhm.’

‘Dads fix tires,’ he continued, ‘dads cook dinner. Dads pick you up from a night out. Dads teach you about life. Dads are there for you, whether you need them or not.’

‘Not mine,’ you whispered. ‘My mom always told me to do it myself.’

‘I get that.’

‘I was already doing an okay job with the tire,’ you mumbled.

‘True,’ he chuckled. Then he turned around so he was actually facing you. ‘You know, you’re dating my son, which makes you part of the family. You got a flat tire, call me. Your family needs some help fixing something? Call me. You’re family, kid.’

And you realized you hadn’t been acting like family. Instead, you always kept him at arms length, even when he tried to be family.

Tears burned in your eyes. ‘I’m sorry.’

‘Don’t be,’ he said. ‘I just want to be that dad-figure for you. All you’ve gotta do is let me.’ He smiled reassuringly. ‘And when you are ready for that, let me know. I’ll be right here for you, kid.’

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It had been three months since that conversation and a lot had happened. You were still dating Sy and ever since your little talk with his dad, it truly felt like you were part of the family now. Sy and you were closer than ever before, his dad and you were two peas in a pod. Turned out, you shared many similarities and he felt like that father figure you always wished you had. He came over to your family’s house and fixed a few things that needed fixing for a while now.

But dad Syverson still understood your wish of being independent and whenever he helped you out, he told you to watch and learn and sometimes wrote down a few tips too.

Today, you and Sy were going to a family gathering again and you could say that you were buzzing with excitement.

‘Sy, hurry up,’ you pleaded. ‘Your dad is gonna show me how to turn on the bbq, without losing your eyebrows.’

He chuckled. ‘I swear you’re always happier to see him than me,’ he joked. You leaned against his shoulder, before he said: ‘You know, honey, I love you very much.’

‘I love you too,’ you whispered. ‘And thank you, for ignoring my stubborn ass and called your dad that faithful flat tire day.’

Sy smirked. ‘Come on, you honestly think I would let you hurt yourself, because you’re my strong-willed sweetheart and doesn’t want to ask my dad for help?’ He pressed a kiss on top of your head. ‘I… I am glad you accepted the help. It made you happier in the end.’

Dating Sy meant gaining an entire family and to say it was amazing was a gross understatement. You said your quick hi’s to his brothers, the sister-in-laws and the kids, kissing Sy’s mom, before rushing over to the backyard, where you saw Sy’s dad.

‘There she is,’ he said with a wide grin and you launched yourself in his arms. ‘Finally some common sense in the building,’ he joked.

Sy joined you not too long after, hugging his dad and he said: ‘I’ll be the first Syverson to sit through a bbq lesson from my dad.’

‘You guys never listened?’

Dad shook his head. ‘Kid, you’re the first one who voluntarily has signed up for the bbq lessons from dad Syverson,’ he told you. ‘Are you ready?’

You smiled and nodded. ‘I was born ready, dad.’

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iamdeceived · 10 months

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Hi, this is just a cute story!

Warnings: have you drunk water today? What are you waiting for? Want a kidney stone?

(English is not my first language, so please forgive me for any mistakes!)

🦋 Female reader 🦋

*♡*

You were the only woman on Yondu's ship. That meant a lot.

You had your own room, and your own space to do your thing on the ship. Despite appearing tough and frowning, Yondu has always been very understanding with you. With the differences between the sexes of the two of you. He treated you how you would want to be treated and that was that.

Sometimes, you felt the eyes of Yondu's subordinates on your body. At first it bothered you. Now you don't care anymore.It was you who went after Yondu, and asked to be part of his crew. At first the captain thought it absurd. Until you show your skills. Ever since then, you've been hanging out with this bunch of misfits. They have become your family.You didn't even have family on Earth anyway. Nobody cares about you there. Now, with the Ravagers you not only feel like you matter, you really matter.

*⁠♡*

Yondu was furious. Your subordinates are a bunch of imbeciles. They made him lose an absurd amount of money, for some silly thing. "Why didn't I take Y/n? She would have done a much better job than all of them put together!"You just wanted to rest in your room. But you saw when Kraglin came to you, to get away from the captain.

"He's furious! I think he wants to rip my head off!" He spoke, you listened to him as you read your book.

"After all, why then did you lose the customer?" You said, without taking your eyes off the book. "It's just… well… look Y/n… Don't laugh!" You have closed your book. I Am very curious now. "I won't, I promise!" He sighed "Look, we weren't there at the appointed time, because the boys and I saw a library… We know how much you like books, so we were going to bring you some books as a gift…. And then we lost the time." You felt a flush creep up your cheeks. "Oh Kraglin, you guys are adorable! Thank you so much for thinking of me!" You hugged the man awkwardly in front of you, and gave him a kiss on the forehead. "Does Yondu know that's why you wasted your time with the buyer?" Just mentioning the captain's name made him turn away from you. Yondu loves you, and he is very jealous . "That would only make him angrier!" You smiled.

You love these boys!

You had a "secret" affair with Yondu a few days ago. But everyone there, including the guardians themselves, knew you were going to be together at some point.

"Don't worry, I'll talk to him myself!" Kraglin nodded yes. Before leaving his room, he took a package out of his pocket. It was small. It fits in the palm of your hand. "I only managed to bring this." His eyes sparkled. You opened the small package and saw the leather book. It was the story of an alien town. You enveloped Kraglin in a hug.

"I loved it! Seriously, thank you so much! You're a great Kraglin!"

You popped one more kiss on his forehead before he staggered out of your room.

*♡*

You devoured the book Kraglin gave you at an astonishing rate. It was on the last pages, when the door opened and Yondu entered. He is frowning. Maybe stressed.

He settled down beside her on the bed, and wrapped his strong arms around her waist. He relaxed his head into his chest. And threw a leg over yours.

You immediately took your hand to your head, to caress. "Tired, dear?" He muttered a yes. "Kraglin told you why they wasted time with the buyer?" Yondu snuggled even closer to you. "It did. That idiot!" You laughed.

He looked really tired when he asked "Honey… Can you read to me?" Without answering him, you started reading aloud. As a mother would for her child. You felt Yondu relax on top of you. He was sleeping.

You put the book on top of the dresser, and got ready with it on the bed. And then you let tiredness overcome you.

The angry buyer and the lost money were completely forgotten.

#yondu x reader #gotg #yondu udonta #yondu udonta x reader

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birdkeeperklink · 25 days

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15 questions for 15 friends

1. Are you named after anyone?

No, I'm named after a Beach Boys song; no, you probably don't know it unless you're a Beach Boys addict like my sperm donor.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Last week.

3. Do you have kids?

No.

4. What sports do you play/have you played?

When I was a kid my mom put me in T-ball, but being in a small town, whether or not you actually got to play was determined by whether or not the coach was buddies with your parents, so "played" is a strong word. Mostly I sat in the dugout ripping grass out of the ground under the bench, and I had my picture taken while holding a bat. Really, the whole thing is only notable for memorialising the fact that around the time the pictures were taken, I had fallen down and scraped my upper lip and the scab that formed made me look like Charlie Chaplin. Other than "playing" T-ball in grade school, no, no sports for me.

5. Do you use sarcasm?

Occasionally.

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Their eyes and mouth.

7. What's your eye color?

Brown.

8. Scary movies or comedies?

Guys, I am the biiiiggest wuss, lol. I can only very rarely watch scary movies, and then only if I have full spoilers, and even then sometimes it's too much and I have to turn it off. I've still never managed to watch The VVitch even though I want to. Definitely comedies for me.

9. Any talents?

I'm good at detangling jewellery. I can find tiny pills and earring backs on the floor when everyone else has given up. I've lost it recently, but I used to have a talent for instantaneous memorisation of song lyrics. I'm fairly good at writing dialogue. I can draw little simplistic cartoon cats and chickens. I can roll my tongue. I make really good eggs.

10. Where were you born?

In a hospital in Ohio in the US.

11. What are your hobbies?

Reading, writing, listening to music, watching movies, playing video games, and I've recently taken up sewing, knitting, bookbinding, and playing the piano, though I'm not good at any of them yet. They're fun.

12. Do you have any pets?

Yes, one very old cat. I've had her since 2005, when she was old enough to have kittens. She's still trucking along, despite an arthritic hip, pre-kidney disease, and high blood pressure (for which she is medicated).

13. How tall are you?

Average.

14. Favoriete subject in school?

Philosophy.

15. Dream job?

I would love to just proofread other people's stuff if I could afford to live off of that.

Thank you @salsedine for tagging me! 🥰❤️ And sorry it took me so long to do it 😂🫂❤️ It was fun, though! 🥳❤️

I'm not going to count fifteen people, I'm just going to tag: @the-chickenshit-oddity @lenievi @avatoh @whitefangthefightingwolf @mourningroutine @lovethistoomuch @jezunya @51kas81 @figsandfandoms @lassiesspanishaccent @underture and else who wants to!

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badgallly · 1 year

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'The Chosen One Part 3'

Part One Part Two

hello darlings, here is part 3 of 'the chosen one', hope you like it ;)! it will still have many parts. and I'm getting a lot of requests, I'll be posting some of them later this week, take care ;)

make requests, xoxo ;)

He opens the door and lets me in first. Kylian says: _y/n feel free, don't be ashamed to ask for anything if you need it. says kylian in a soft voice. I'm very hot and I need to take a shower right away and also take the stress off my shoulders, especially about the uncertainties that surround me…

_Uh, where is the bathroom?? I'm going to take a shower. I say a little fearful while kylian immediately turns to me walking and guiding me to the bathroom opening the door: The bathroom is as sophisticated as the other rooms in the house, really beautiful. I'm lost admiring when Kylian finally says: _here y/n, there are towels right there and your stuff too I told the maid to clean it, he points to a place with some white towels rolled up, there is also a jacuzzi and a hydromassage bath if you want to use it_he says Wow, I've never been to one of these.

_Anything can call me he says, before leaving… I nod and he closes the door. I take a relaxing bath, feeling the hot water run down my body takes away half of the stress I acquired during the day.

_I leave the bathroom already in my pajamas, drying my hair, then I see Kylian messing with her cell phone , as soon as he sees me,he gets up quickly:

_ y / n about your clothes, you can keep your things in my wardrobe, he has enough space. He walks towards his wardrobe showing me the same. And really he is right the wardrobe is giant, sophisticated and very beautiful. Ok_ I say, going to the wardrobe I open it and see Kylian's giant closet full of clothes. I've never seen so much clothing in my life, I think to myself. Kylian walks to a small space that has a small glass table, it has 2 glasses and a probably very expensive wine. He walks towards the balcony of the room.

_come y/n, do you like wine? _yes

I nodded He opens the bottle putting the liquid in the glass a toast and health _ he says health

_how old are you y/n? I take the first sip feeling the sweet and smooth taste of wine going down my throat. It is very good! That wine certainly cost my kidney. _22

_it's still a baby he says with a smile on his face and I start laughing. He continues: _excuse my question y/n, but what does a girl so young do in that club? I am afraid to answer the real reasons that led me to stay at the club and all my tragic history. As much as Kylian is being kind and nice I can't trust him right away, after all he 'bought' me, that's all.

_The circumstances led me to work there. It's my means of survival, so it's enough for me. I say, trying to convey firmness in my words. Kylian nods and takes a sip of her wine and then continues:

_I understand. Ahh.. I almost forgot… we won't be traveling tomorrow as I said before, tomorrow I have training first thing in the morning and a PSG match, we'll go the day after tomorrow.

_That's fine no problem.

_I could invite you to watch the game, but I think you'd better rest for the long trip we'll have to the USA.

_okay, do you usually make these business trips? I ask curious...

_ Rarely, most of the time it's when it's really necessary, to settle some things in relation to the club.

_ Oh, I understand.

As soon as we finished drinking the wine, Kylian left the balcony towards the bedroom holding the bottle and the two wine glasses placed in the same glass space. I see Kylian taking the tie off his neck. _I'm going to take a shower says Kylian unbuttoning his suit, with his muscles and his ripped abdomen showing only with his pants. My heart came out of my mouth, it may seem strange because I deal with customers every day, but my anxiety has increased a lot in the last few years that I've been working at the club, I've been very mistreated either by customers or by employees, this triggers a certain trigger for me, because left me mostly psychological scars. I don't know what to expect from kylian, especially spending 1 week with him.

I snap out of my thoughts when Kylian calls me: _it's all right y/n??

_everything, I'm just a little tired I say making up an excuse in an attempt to make him not call me to go take a shower with him. _ I understand, feel free, if you feel hungry call Camille and Giselle they will do whatever you want _ Kylian says in a soft voice Phew, I breathe a sigh of relief with Kylian's words, I'm glad he didn't call me to go shower with him. _Okay, thanks kylian _You're welcome! Kylian walked out into the bathroom. A thousand thoughts run through my head What should I do now?

Well, we're going to have to have sex sooner or later, after all, that's what he spent so much money on me for.

I start to take off my pajamas, leaving only black lingerie underneath, I wait for Kylian to finish taking a shower and I take the initiative, as much as I feel dirty, that's why I'm here.

I see the door open, kylian quickly left the bathroom with only Box underwear and with the drops of water from the shower she just took running down her toned body. God, he looks sexy as hell right now! Wow!

He goes towards his closet with his back to me drying himself and then takes a more comfortable short to put on.

And now. I decide to approach him. I arrive in slow steps and take his right arm making him look at me turning immediately to me. When his eyes go down analyzing my body and the lingerie I'm wearing. I feel a chill running through my body as I look deeply into your eyes. Kylian suddenly says: _What happened y/n? I wrap my arms around his neck and look down at his lips and lean forward ready to land a kiss on his lips. But I'm stopped when Kylian takes my waist pulling me back:

_what are you doing y/n? Kylian asks with a big question mark on her face.

_ I'm doing my job, after all that's what you 'bought' me for, isn't it? I say dry to kylian

_just relax y/n, I don't want any of that right now, I just want to sleep I'm tired and I have to wake up early tomorrow.

_Come on, let's go to sleep! complete kylian I am completely ecstatic with his words, no client has ever done something like this … they always wanted sex right away for no reason they never left it for later or denied it like that. I'm completely lost in my thoughts when kylian calls me:

_y/n ? All right ?

_yes, I'm sorry

_stop apologizing y/n, if you want you can turn on the TV, put Netflix on and watch a movie or series of your choice. feel free. My sleep is really heavy… He says with a playful smile on his face. Still in awe of everything he just said to me I finally say something

_Don't worry kylian, I'll sleep too, I'm tired. He nods and walks out to the big king size bed. I do the same getting into the sheets, Kylian turns off the lamp next to her bed. _ Good night y/n sleep well _ Good night, kylian. I'm still awake, my thoughts racing in my head, it was all very strange… why didn't Kylian want to have anything with me? After all, that's what he bought me for, isn't it? In the midst of my thoughts, I soon end up falling asleep.

3:00 AM

I open my eyes slowly, listen to the sound of rain falling outside. Parisian winter is coming sooner than expected by the visa. I look to the side and see on the clock that it is exactly 3:00 AM. I feel a weight under my waist. When I look down, I see that Kylian has his arms wrapped around me, cupping me, as if he's holding the last available lifeboat out to sea. I turn my neck looking to the side and see that Kylian is sleeping with such a peaceful and angelic face, in such a deep and good sleep, without realizing it, I smile looking at the scene.

somehow I feel safe and warm with his arms around me, then I quickly fall back to sleep in his arms.

#kylian mbappe imagine #kylian x reader #kylian imagines #kylian mbappe #kylian #mbappe x reader #mbappé #kyky #mbappe psg #mbappe #kylian mbappé

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cadkeyper · 2 years

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Hi my name is Ark and I’m armed with pure delusion, today I’ll be talking about how I could/ would beat every single classic Creepypasta. RIP to the victims, but I’m built different. I barely ever leave my room, I did martial arts training years ago, and I am fueled by nothing other than the McDonalds sprite that runs through my veins. So I think I’m pretty qualified. For the sake of this, I will not allow any of them to be armed with their weapons, this is fist to fist combat.

Nina the killer

In her original story, she’s literally just a nine year old with a knife. I would grab her by the ponytail, and swing her around until she reached a high enough velocity for me to let go and have her hurtle directly into the sun

Ben Drowned / Sonic EXE

I put these two together because the strategy for beating them is pretty much the same. First of all, I’m not a nerd. I would never play sonic or zelda, but let’s say for the sake of debate, I do. After the first time weird things happen, I WOULD OBVIOUSLY STOP PLAYING THE GAME. I turn off my tv, break it, set it on fire, and then I would take the game cartridge, put it in a blender until it was a fine purée, and then drink it to absorb their power

Smile dog

I literally never read my emails.

Jeff the killer

If we’re talking the original, I would whoop his ass so fast it’s not even funny. Once again, he’s like a 13 year old with a knife and a Joker complex. I would slap the shit out of him so hard that it knocks the smile off his face.

Ticci Toby

He can’t feel pain so I would have a harder time getting him down. However, he does have Tourette's, and as somebody who also has it, I would just tic which would trigger him to tic, (this happens from personal experience it’s agony) and then I would get him. (This may also result in me ticcing back, and we would reach a stalemate)

Eyeless Jack

I literally never sleep, so if he wants to sneak into my room at night to take my kidneys, good luck. If he got within a foot of me, I would jab my fingers into his eye sockets and make him double blind. As he stumbles around with double no eyes, I lunge at him and I take HIS kidneys. See how he likes it.

Laughing Jack

I could beat him as a child. If he tried to pretend to be my imaginary friend, I’d completely exhaust him. I was a wolf kid. I had a reputation for how hard I could kick people in the shin. I am not defending myself from him, he’s defending himself from me. I would grab his nose and twist until it made a 🌀shape

The Rake

If he runs at me, I will simply kick him in the face so hard that all of his teeth fall out. Before the battle, I would rub my entire body in the most foul tasting, disgusting thing you could ever imagine. Like ghost peppers, or limes, or bananas. So when he goes to bite me, he recoils and is so disgusted he retreats, allowing me to win by default

Slenderman

If I’m not mistaken, he likes to stalk his victims before finishing them off to drive them bonkers. He tries this with me, that’s his first mistake. Every time I see him, I will also set off an extremely loud obnoxious noise, like an airhorn, or any song on my kazoo. He thinks he’s coming to stand outside my window and jumpscare me, WRONG he’s getting his eardrums blown out with every Nicki Minaj song ever released. In addition to that, I will go out of my way to constantly bully him at every turn. Instead of drawing cryptic symbols on my walls, I’m writing stuff like “SLENDERMAN IS SO TALL HIS PRONOUNS ARE FE/FI/FO FUM”. He will eventually grow so frustrated/ confused at my constant harassment that he decides to leave me alone and that I am not worth the effort. If he sends his proxies after me, we’ve already established that I could absolutely dominate each and every single bone in their bodies This has been my personal guide to beating most of the classic Creepypasta’s and I do not take constructive criticism <3

#I might do a part two since I did not get to cover everyone #I am also open to doing an entire post on slenderman there are several ways I could beat him #Creepypasta #nina the killer #ben drowned #smile dog #jeff the killer #ticci toby #eyeless jack #laughing jack #the rake #slenderman #slenderverse #ark arena

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spectral-coyote · 10 months

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EVERY EDISON MENTION EVER

In RIP (Tesla) entries. any mention of Edison coming directly from Tesla as a ghost is of dubious quality of character.

However there is no reason to assume the flashback scenes are not accurate.

intended as a dialogue / characterization, reference / catalogue

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First mentioned in Entry 2 while Tesla is breaking light bulbs in the mansion

( Page 4 Lower right )

T: "YOU HEAR THAT EDISON?!?! PEOPLE THINK I'M SMART AND COOL AND I DID AMOUNT TO SOMETHING!!!"

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First appears in Entry 4 on a technicality

( Page 17 Lower left ) Appears in thought bubble flashback,

playing keep away with Tesla's Glasses.

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Debuts in Entry 5 in flashbacks.

( Page 1 Top left )

T: "Father, I am still unsure of this place... I don't know if studying here is what's best for my future." F: "Nonsense. You're fortunate to attend such a university. That Edison boy goes here, remember? He's turning out to be a well mannered young man!" T: "Yes, yes... I know you're very proud of him, Father"

( Page 5 All )

E: "Fell asleep in anatomy again, eh old friend? I can't believe you still think you're cut out for the sciences." T: "I'd be able to stay awake if I didn't have to work on all this law stuff too."

E: "Oh yes, the whole "double life" you lead to keep your old man in the dark. What do you even hope to accomplish?" T: "Well... maybe he'll change his mind if he sees what I can do with it." E: "And you'll tell him about all this... when exactly?" T: "I dunno, I'll figure it out"

E: "Well, look at the bright side (hehe), instead of being good at one thing, you can be mediocre at two things"

(bink)

E: "STOP IT!!!" (pff)

( Page 6 All ) no speaking lines, does pay attention to this interaction. ( transcript )

T: "Whats going on over there..."

T: "Is... everything alright, sir?" 1: "OI! Lad! Stay the fuck back, ya hear? Don't need ya bloody students ruinin my investagation!"

T: "Is... is that the groundskeeper?" 1: "Aye. The scoundrel fell from the roof. Drunken, if ya ask me"

T: "Did anyone see what happened? Was he pushed off?" 1: "Nobody fokin saw anything! Now let us professionals handl it, capiche?" 2: "Stay out of trouble, young man Don't want ta join him in the ground, do ya?"

( Page 7 Top left ) E: "Well, What a waste, I suppose." "Cmon Tesla" "Tesla" "Teslaaaaaa"

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Is mentioned negatively by Tesla in Entry 7

( Page 9 Top left and right )

T: "And the next day in zoology, that TERROR Edison dropped a wet rat kidney down the back of my shirt!!!" R: "You don't wear a shirt-" T: "That FIEND had me scrambling around like a maniac! Made a FOOL out of me in front of my whole class!"

T: "AND DID ANYONE BELIEVE ME?! NOOOOOOO" T:"Our beloved little Edison is a SAINT. He's a PRODIGY. He'd never do anything wrong! Edison's set to be the next ARCHIMEDES, YA HEAR ME?! I CAN!!! I CAN DR BELL!!!!"

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Entry 10 Appears in flashbacks and mentions

( Page 1 All )

E: "Coppers still out there?" E: "Can't believe some chump would steal a whole body. What's to gain from that anyway?"

E: "Planck saw them this morning. Says it was ol' Rag." E: "Yknow, the groundskeeper?" E: "I'M thinks it's whoever shoved him" E: "Maybe covering their tracks?" E: "What say you, Tez?"

E: "TESLA." T: "'UWAHGHHG"

( Page 2 All )

E: "Hmm, just looks kinda scuffed." E: "Nothing too serious. You're lucky you didn't crack."

T: "This is stupid, I didn't fall that hard." E: "What can I say? Clumsiness and glass bodies don't mix. Just ask my 1000 older brothers. Don't think a single one of them avoided a flaw." T: "Except you." E: "Except me~"

E: "Some people just have to work harder in life. To take care of themself. To succeed To be recognized." T: "You don't seem to be working hard."

E: "Oh? Have you forgotten the effort I put into putting up with you?" T: "Knock it off"

( Page 3 Top left )

T: "AGGGgfHGGGH-GHHJSGSH" T: "ED-ED-ED-ED-"

( Page 10 All )

( Page 11 All )

( Page 17 Bottom right )

F: "UGH You really are so flippant and undisciplined!" F: "You should be more like that Edison boy!" F: "He's diligent! Working towards a useful career in science like his father! Not just shocking rats for the hell of it." F: "Stick to your proper studies, boy."

( Page 25 All )

E: "Ohhh Tesla~" E: "Guess who was picked up for mentoring my Dr. Bell~" E: "Me." E: "Obviously"

E: "I was expec-"

E: "Things... will get better someday..."

( Page 28 All )

EDISON 1880 - 1962 inventor, innovator, bringer of light in a dark world

T: "Oh..." T: "He's dead now" R: "Who's this pikmin looking fuck?"

R: "Edison. That's the big tech company, isn't it?" T: "I suppose I always assumed would be by now but." T: "Huh."

( Page 29 All )

T: "GWAAAHHAAHAGAHAG" T: "WHO'S SO PERFECT NOW HUH?!?!?!" (CRACK)

T: "ALL THAT TIME BEIN LAZY IN THE GROUND HUH???? SLACKING OFF?!?! WELL I'VE BEEN WORKING!!!! I'VE DONE SO MUCH MORE THAN YOU EVER COULD !!!!"

T: "WHEN I'M BROUGHT BACK TO LIFE, I'M GONNA REVIVE YOU FIRST!!!!!" T: "THAT WAY YOU'LL SEE HOW MUCH IVE SURPASSED YOU!!!!!!"

R: (Hot damn...) T: "Gehhehhh,,, ehhhehhh,,,"

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Entry 11 Google search Edison speech + Offhanded Tesla mention

( Page 1 All )

Conspircy Google: [tesla scientist] [search] [dont search]

INTERVIEW WITH RENOWNED SCIENTIST EDISON ABOUT MISTAKES AND FAILURES WILL INSPIRE YOU "Failure is not an end. It never should be seen as a finality. By failing, you learn what doesn't work. You must keep that mindset, for no inventor succeeds without learning first the wrong way to do so. Without this mindset, you only fail yourself. You'll always do wrong in your eyes. I've personally witnessed how it destroys someone. I've seen good friends become their own worst enemy. A colleague of mine... [LINK]

C: "Goddammit"

C: "Yeah yeah, biased filtered search engine company. your founder really is an amazing fantastic guy." C: "But I need to know about TESLA. Yknow? The mad scientist ghost that's beat the shit out of me twice?"

C: All readings I've gotten indicate they're a proper post mortem manifestation. C: If i can find out who they were when they were alive, I might know how to stop them!"

Conspircy Google: [tesla 1900s -edison] [search] []

C: "That's them! They were a student at the university before the science department shut down!"

C: "They must've been involved with it... This lack of info may be a coverup of some kind!"

( Page 15 Lower left )

T: GodAMMIT That richy pants stuck up snob just has to keep doing things better than me like having money!!!! ( fuck you, Tezzy~ )

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Alluded to in Entry 13

( Page 11 Top left ( Part 1 ) ) RESTRICTED EDISON CORP

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Entry 14 mentioned

( Page 19 Lower right )

PNC: "HEY TESLA, THAT EDISON GUY WAS BETTER THAN YOU"

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Entry 15 Appears in Tesla's memory

( Page 8 All )

T: "See, I really think there's potential here! I don't know why I can't reproduce these results with just any old electricity, but there's been physical responses!"

DDS: "YO TESLA WAKE THE FUCK UP," E: "Oh Tesla, ANYONE can stimulate muscles with electricity" T: It's not like that! I really think it's life! Even for brief moments there seems to be... recollection!"

Rain: "They're stuck in the memory" Parade: "Silly boy"

E: "These are just rats Tesla, It's not like you could bring back the complexity of a PERSON'S brain" T: "AHAH, well we wouldn't know without testing on a person! Which we can't do and hasn't happened at all"

( Page 9 Top ) T: "Maybe Edison is right... after all, there's NO way I could test on people long term! Surely people would notice more bodies disappearing from the morgue But there's no way I could get permission to work with cadavers"

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Entry 16 Mentioned and shown in Tesla story time "flashbacks"

( Page 9 Lower right )

P: "Awww you never celebrated your birthday???? We can celebrate all of them now!! But we would need many candles. Many many many many-" T: "No! It just wasn't something my family did! Except for my older brother's birthday. but I barely knew him. And I think my father sent Edison money for his, but-"

( Page 12 Top left )

E: "Tesla! Your old man is here!"

( Page 14 Lower two )

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Entry 16 (Secret) Flashback. vaguely implied to be a missing memory from Tesla, however this one is reliable.

Panel limit killed me but read this one its the Edison one he is in ALL OF THE PANELS

( Transcribed for fun/ref)

( Page 1 )

(CREAKKK) E: "Tesla?"

E: "Tesla. This lab is off limits" E: "Why are you up here so..." ( Page 2 )

E: "..." E: "What have you done?"

T: "Hey! Hey hey!" T: "It's alright! Really! They- they're going to be okay!"

E: "They're DEAD Tesla... Oh my god, all these people are dead..." T: "JUST FOR NOW!!! Once my research is complete they'll all be brought back!"

E: "Do you think this is a game or something?! You KILLED these people!" T: "Only some of them!" E: "And for what? A wild dream? You can't bring people back from the dead!"

( Page 3 )

T: "But I WILL bring them back!!! Do you HONESTLY think I would do something like this if I wasn't SURE it would work?!?! How irresponsible do you think I am?!"

T: "I admit!!! I was on the wrong track before!" T: "Working with RATS, what a waste of time!" T: "I ALREADY KNEW attempting to revive people got some sort of results!" T: "I just needed more subjects! To rule out time of death as a factor!" T: "I just need to find the PRECISE voltage!"

T: "Here! Here1 I'll prove it to you! Watch this! I can bring them back, even just partially!" E: "TESLA!"

E: "You're not WELL, Tesla" E: "We need to get you help"

( Page 4 )

T: "You think I'm crazy?!" E: "No! I think you're under a lot of pressure!" E: "Whatever you're feeling, it doesn't make THIS worth it" E: "Just calm down and come with me"

T: "Y... you just have to be BETTER than me, huh?!?!" T: "You can't STAND the idea that I might be on the verge of something GREAT!" T: "Suddenly our little prodigy the light of our future..." T: "Suddenly HE'S playing second fiddle to someone who can REVERSE DEATH ITSELF!!!"

E: "THIS ISN'T ABOUT PRIDE, TESLA!!!" T: "IT ALWAYS HAS BEEN WITH YOU!!!" T: "SOME LIGHT YOU ARE!!! YOU'VE DONE NOTHING BUT CAST A CONSTANT SHADOW OVER MY ACCOMPLISHMENTS"

T: "And the worst part of it all!!!! You ALWAYS pretended to be my friend!!!!! It feels great, doesn't it?!?! Showing the failure you grind under your own heel PITY!!!"

( Page 5 )

E: "TESLA! GET OFF OF ME" T: "YOU CAN'T TELL ANYONE OF THIS!!!! YOU CAN'T RUIN MY RESEARCH!!!!!"

E: "YOU NEED HELP, TESLA!!!" E: "I'M NOT GOING TO LET YOU KEEP DOING THIS!!!"

E: "YOURE GOING TO RUIN YOUR LIFE!!!"

( Page 6)

T: "IT'S MY LIFE TO RUIN!!!!!!!!"

(CRACK)

(other panels wordless)

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Entry 17

( Page 1 Top left ) ( & Laptop logo )

( Page 2 Top left )

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Entry 18

( Panel 6 Part 1 All ) ( Classified dialogue omitted for clarity, not important to Edison)

T: "Gentlemen, I am pleased to announce the legal work regarding our renovations is dealt with, and we'll be beginning construction here rather soon!"

T: "Our majority shareholder for the last century, Edison Corp, has staunchly refused the reopening of these facilities on account of their late founder discovering these labs were being used for ""an absolutely frightful purpose.""

T: "Said purpose he claimed was making a makeshift tango dance studio. Supposedly he was really against it for some reason I guess."

T: "But this year the company has finally sold their shares, giving us complete agency over the use of the building"

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#manmade horrors #manmade horrors osc #edison mmh

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muertawrites · 2 years

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Request !! Reader on her period so bf!eddie gives her cuddles and tries to help her period cramps :(

(i'm on the second day of my period and having a horrible time with it so i needed this request. my emotions are being real bitchy to me.)

i'm just gonna write these as headcanons bc anything more formal i've tried today has flopped spectacularly

idk about the rest of y'all but i'm an emotional wreck on my period. a couple days beforehand i am just mean, and bitter, and all i want to do is cry, and on top of that i get really sleepy and just want to eat everything in sight, especially if it's high in sugar.

so this is the woman that our poor man has to deal with every month

i actually feel like eddie would be kind of squeamish about periods? like the whole concept just kind of grosses him out (and justifiably, because it is a very gross thing to go through). this means he's very careful with you when you're on your period, not wanting to be too rough or too intimate with you because it's totally weird down there right now and he doesn't want to cross a line (which is fair because, if you're like me, you go from "i just want to be swaddled like an infant" to "if anybody touches me i'll rip out their kidneys" in a matter of seconds)

but he also knows the hormones are hard on you because your emotions are just ruthless. and he's really good at supporting you when things are tough. so in this respect, he knows exactly what to do.

when you get angry at him, he knows not to argue with you. he argued with you once when you lashed out at him because of your period, and you felt so bad about the fight afterward that you made him a mixtape and bought him a new grinder to apologize. he also felt really bad and once you talked through it, he was quick to pick up on what was actual frustration and what was your period talking. (you can tell he's fictional bc he's emotionally intuitive lmaoooooo)

when you break down crying at random, he holds you. doesn't matter what the reason, he'll just plop you into his lap and cuddle you until the tears stop. he's perfectly happy letting you use him as a body pillow when you need to.

when you get really insecure about your body, or your skin starts breaking out because of the hormones, he's you go-to hype man. he reminds you constantly that you're pretty, the prettiest person he's ever seen, even when you're in your pajamas feeling gross and wishing you could become one with your mattress. totally the type of boyfriend who would do sheet masks with you. that has to stay between you, though. can't let the hellfire guys think he's going soft even tho he's soft as candy floss for you and everyone knows it.

always down to get munchies. will actually get high so you can have the munchies together. you tell him that that's not technically very sympathetic, since he loves getting high, but he buys you whatever snacks you want from 7-eleven and doesn't expect or even ask you to share, so you let it slide. loves taking you to mcdonald's or sonic late at night for fries and milkshakes.

he's SO cautious when you're cramping. even if you ask him to hold you he'll be really gentle and light with his touches because he doesn't want to hurt you. won't touch your stomach or even too high up on your thighs. he will refill your hot water bottle for you, though, and will get you ibuprofen or tea or whatever you ask him for to help.

will watch whatever comfort movie / show you want with you. he does tease you when cheesy stuff makes you overly emotional and you cry, but only because it's just so cute.

if you're in the shower he usually likes to join you, but if he knows you're on your period, he gives you space. i have a headcanon that he can get a little freaked out by the sight / smell of blood, ESPECIALLY after the incident with the demobats, so that's part of the reason. he definitely has ptsd from it and blood can trigger him.

idk he's still a guy and periods are weird to him, but he's a good boyfriend nonetheless. he does his best and he loves you. what more could you really ask for?

#eddie munson #eddie asks #eddie munson headcanon #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you

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restforthe-burdenedsoul · 5 months

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This is gonna sound like a sad post, but is more of a silver lining post.

The good: my new health insurance is pretty badass so far and I should be able to afford laparoscopic surgery this year 🥳🥳🥳

just waiting on my insurance card to come in the mail and I’ll be able to find a doctor to start these shenanigans of trying to convince a doctor that there is something wrong.

TMI under the cut

I’m having really really bad ovary pain again. I know cysts are normal, but despite doctors telling me over and over again that I’m fine, I just don’t believe it. None of my other ovary owning friends have this much pain this often and I relate way too much to others with these types of diagnoses.

So, I’ve been having this normal-to-me ovary pain for the last two weeks. Feels like knives stabbing my ovary right? But I also rarely get this pain in my stomach below my belly button that feels like I’m ripping in half. I can tell when it’s coming and as long as I don’t bend, it’s manageable. But when I do bend, oh my goodness I swear my insides are being ripped apart.

Well, this week THAT pain has been happening every other day. Yesterday we’re in the car and I go to bend to pick up my dog to look out the window and when I tell you I SCREAMED in pain, I would not be exaggerating. Okay, this is still normal-to-me pain. Just don’t bend for a few more minutes.

Well, the pain doesn’t stop and goes from my belly button down through my V. Bearable, but only because I’m so used to just being in some level of pain in my reproductive system most days.

We get to our destination and I’m still having pain. I thought as long as I don’t bend again, I’ll be fine. Well, as I stand up, I swear my insides have now completely ripped apart (side note: while this retelling may be dramatic and not how I’d explain it to the doctor, it’s real) and i literally fall back into the car still yelling and now tears are streaming down my face. I can’t breathe, like I literally cannot catch my breath like someone squeezed it out of me. I finally get myself to breathe and as I inhale, the pain starts all over again from my stomach to my V. I’m trying to stop crying because every inhale is just continuing to rip my insides apart.

I am tangled up in my dogs leash and half in half out of the car and somehow get us both back in while screaming and crying. I was afraid to move for a while, but when I did, the pain was less.

Sometimes when I really have to pee, it feels like there’s glass in my bladder (but not a kidney stone pain). I go to pee because maybe that’s why I’m feeling pain? Anyway, the pain happens again and I can’t get myself to void because it both burns and is ripping me in half. Finally finish.

But since yesterday, anytime I have to use the bathroom, there is insane pressure on my ovary. I’m also having trouble walking because that puts pressure on it too. Not necessarily a painful pressure, but definitely pressure that’s bothersome enough.

#maybe endometriosis #endometriosis #maybe pcos #polycystic ovarian syndrome #pcos #vaginismus #vulvodynia #maybe pmdd #pmdd

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butterflies-and-bumble-bees · 13 days

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I think these are from one of our jackbox games:

Oppose my political beliefs

Inflatable bath mat

I am Spartacus Now

Human skull found in nut

Vomit

Help neuter Giants

An electric chair

Having a face

Arby's

Wood chipper

Death noises

Momo gand-man

Disconnected wing

I'm going to rip your face off Poor killer 5000

Industrial Grade weed wacker

My golf cart

California always Lacks

Feeding Batman into wood chipper

Otters versus wood chippers

Take out a loan with your kidneys as collateral

...interestin

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twentydaysofdrabbles · 9 months

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The Concierge Presses On (Part 50D)

"I've been waiting for this," Undyne snarls, holding her hand out to summon another golden spear. She twirls it, sinks into a combat stance, and roars, "I'm gonna rip you apart!"

"I think not," is your even reply as you whip out your gun and fire three shots right into her chest while moving swiftly towards the duelling Papyrus and Chidi. It's not going to stop her, or even wound her, but it's enough to get the monster to hesitate in charging at you. "Swap!"

Without giving you a signal that he heard you, Papyrus seizes Chidi by the collar of his suit and throws the human man into a wall. His red eye lights burn bright as he swings his masked and hooded head to a charging Undyne.

He cracks open his maw and snarls, magic thrumming in his every word as he advances on the former Captain, "I AM WHO YOU SHALL FACE!" Red magic gathers in his hands to form into a familiar shape of his bone sword.

"Papyrus?!" Undyne gasps, her fierce expression turning aghast. But as quickly as that expression formed, it changes into a fierce, hurt scowl. "Traitor!"

You jog past Papyrus to take his place fighting Chidi, watching the massive man pick himself up from the ground.

Papyrus pays you no mind as he prowls towards the former Captain, snarling, "I SERVE THE THRONE, NOT THE MONSTER WHO SITS UPON IT. YOU. YOU DISHONOUR THE TITLE OF CAPTAIN!" His voice rattles the glass and chandeliers, causing the lights to flicker too.

Already, the air between the two monsters is tense, thick, heavy with magic. You can only imagine what a clash between them would be like, and you hope that the dining room isn't completely destroyed once all is said and done.

Chidi finally gets to his feet and groans, shaking his head once. "You have one, too," he grunts, rolling his shoulders. "Fine. No more games."

You couldn't agree more.

In a flash, you draw your gun and fire at the same time Chidi does. Most shots ricochet off stone and wood and shatter glass, but a good few pepper your and Chidi's raised jacket lapels as you both split in different directions. You're not surprised that you fail to wound him, and likely he is not surprised he had the same amount of success.

This will be a close quarters fight, you think to yourself as you slide behind a flipped table, ejecting your empty magazine and sliding another in. You only have one more magazine as well as the gun you lifted off the Myrmidon earlier, but you can't blow all your ammunition on this fight. There is far more to do.

But Chidi also thrives in close combat - you have heard tell of his lightning fast kicks, how he moves a lot faster than his size belies. But if you got inside his guard...yes, that's a plan.

Patting your coat to locate your garotte - in case you need it - you flex your hands and stretch them to alleviate the slight ache from your rapid firing. The red fabric is soaked in blood, now turning tacky and sticky and providing just a little bit of resistance. The thick scent of copper is thick in your nose, but it doesn't disgust you. Not in the slightest.

Quick footsteps advance on your position at a quick clip and you know you're out of time.

Chidi rounds your cover and advances on you with his gun raised, squeezing off shots to keep you on the back foot. You rush from cover to cover, your head shielded by your coat as you weave in and out of gunfire, responding with three shots that you fire with your free hand. Your clothes might be bulletproof, but it certainly hurts.

The bruises from earlier throb in protest as you move quickly. One that borders your spine, right over where your kidney is, is particularly annoying and it twinges as you whirl around to land two precise shots to take advantage of Chidi reloading. Why the man would do this out in the open, you have no idea, but you're certainly not going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

It's hard to shoot accurately while moving. Even harder to account for his greater height while moving. But your aim is true. One gets him in the groin, and the other his lower belly. Non-fatal, considering the tactical weave that he wears - far more superior to that of the High Table soldiers, as your bullets fail to penetrate to the skin. But of the same quality as yours, as he howls out in pain and nearly buckles to his knees.

The Chilean somehow grits his teeth through the pain and stays on his feet. Damned pain tolerance. You don't waste the opportunity, though, and rush him.

Your gun disappears back into its holster to free your hands as you spring forward and up to slam into Chidi's upper body. Your feet find purchase on his hips. Your knees and legs squeezing his ribs and sides tight to balance and cling, squeezing a cry of pain from him as you tighten your legs. Your thumb hooks into the back of his collar and you fist his suit tightly. All to anchor yourself as you rear back with a bladed fist raised high, to try and sink your blade into his eye.

Alas, Chidi is too fast. His hands fly up. One to fist in the back of your coat, the other catch your punch before your blade can sink into his head. It's close. So, so close. Close enough that the razor sharp edge of your knife nicks just under his eyebrow.

You bare your teeth at him in a silent snarl and bear down on him with all your might, even pulling on the back of his collar to gain more leverage. The nick under his eyebrow deepens as you push the point of your blade into it, blood welling up and joining the drying streaks of blood that already colour your weapon.

But just as you cannot defeat Chidi's strength, neither can he defeat you with his. In the end, the Myrmidon elects to hurtle himself, and by extension you, into the same pillar that you had taken cover behind before.

Your back hits the stone hard, hard enough to knock the wind out of your. But your training keeps you from losing your grip on Chidi entirely even as your strength falters in the fight to sink your blade in his skull. You're somewhat mollified that the force of the thump actually drags your knife across his eyebrow and off to the side of his temple, drawing a long, weeping red line across his face.

Chidi roars and rips you off his chest with a heave and a burst of power. The force of his action throws you onto the hard wood floor like a ragdoll, and it is only instinct alone that makes you twist and land in a way that doesn't immediately break your back or your shoulder. It still drives the breath from your lungs as you roll and roll and manage to roll onto your feet from the momentum.

Holy stars, this hurts. Your shoulder throbs and so do the bruises littering your body, and even the small of your back and sides of your hips where you store the extra magazine and the stolen gun. The one blood streaked blade is still bared, scratching the wood as you heave yourself to your knees and crouch warily as you catch your breath.

Chidi likewise has collapsed against the pillar, his fingers touching the blood trailing from the long but shallow cut with a grimace on his face. He breathes shallowly, holds himself in a way that indicates that if you haven't bruised his ribs, you have at least made them very, very sore.

You both eye each other carefully as you each nurse your own hurts, as you each ease into a ready stance.

"We are not here for you," Chidi finally bites out, shuffling his feet to inch closer towards where he had dropped his gun.

With deft, but aching, hands, you draw yours and dissuade him from doing so with a warning shot. "Then leave," you say lowly, eyes hard.

It's hard not to look over at Papyrus to check if he needs any help, but the sudden shockwave of magic that ripples from his side of the room tells you that you are better off keeping away. The shockwave makes you stumble and stagger, and though Chidi does the same, he uses your momentary distraction to lunge for his gun.

This time, he's faster than you.

Pop pop!

"Give up John Wick and we will!" he raises his voice to be heard over gunfire and magic spells both. Though with the way you raise your jacket over your face and run for cover, you can barely hear him.

Of fucking course.

You duck and weave and run for cover as you fire blindly in his direction. It's not sustainable. Not only because it eats up far more bullets than you can spare, but also because your hand cramps and seizes on the trigger. Fuck.

A room comes up to your left and you dive into it with only a moment to think. It takes another moment to pry your fingers open and to stow your gun, and then another to figure out where you have ducked into.

A wash station - tall cabinets and stainless steel plate washing machines and sinks. All structures tall enough and sturdy enough to bear your weight. Good.

Rather than stay on the ground, you leap up and catch the edge of the cabinet which is thankfully screwed into the wall. You scramble up and crouch on your perch just in time for Chidi to come charging in after you.

The man doesn't immediately look up, his head instead swinging from side to side to see where you had went. Rookie mistake on his part.

Chidi has but a moment to register the red shadow flying towards him from above. This time, you are faster...along with the element of surprise. Bowling him over onto his back, you care little for the way he hits the ground hard with your weight on him.

He lashes out and tries to rip you off, but he's still stunned from the impact. You take the opportunity to shift so you're kneeling on his arms, freeing your hands which now sport your unsheathed blades. Your first strike doesn't land as he manages to move his head enough that he dodges the blade, but not your knuckles. They impact the side of his face with a heavy thud, reverberating through your forearm.

Not a clean hit, and certainly not a fatal one. Trying again with your other fist, you raise it and bring it down, but this time it misses completely as bullets slam into your throbbing shoulder at the same time as Chidi yanks at your belt to unbalance you.

It results in you losing your balance just enough that Chidi can throw you away from him and further into the room.

You roll onto your back and slide on your side, reaching for a gun with aching fingers and hands to train your sights on the Myrmidon leader who staggers to his knees.

Pop pop...pop!

Two to the chest - blocked by raised, clothed arms. One to the head, delayed by your aching, uncooperative trigger finger, blocked by a raised jacket.

Damn damn damn.

You can hear more booted footsteps from outside the washing area. Reinforcements. For Chidi and Undyne, most likely, given the way that the Myrmidon leader keeps his back to the door and his face to you. And also given the fact that they shot at you - none of your staff would dare.

Fuck, if that's the case, you can't be found on your back. Grunting with effort and pain, you heave yourself to your feet through gritted teeth. One more. Just one more try.

Charging towards Chidi with a deep snarl on your face, you watch his body language as he braces himself to have you barrel into him. You see his arms raise, his hands open. He's preparing to grab you.

But you don't use the same trick twice.

This time, you drop and slide between his legs, skidding on the wooden floor right up onto your knees behind him. Fingers hook onto his belt and you growl with the effort needed to yank him off balance. With the help of a strategically placed knee, Chidi goes down with a shout, slamming onto his shoulder on the floor.

Yeah, you hope that hurt.

Flicking your eyes around, you look for an escape route.

Two more squadrons of High Table soldiers bear down on you with their rifles raised, a sea of black advancing towards you. You swear lowly and get your feet under you to get the hell out of there.

Higher calibre bullets slam into your back and thighs as you run for cover, hard and painful enough to knock the breath out of you with every blow. One catches you just as you slide into cover, and that's the one that winds you. Wheezing for breath, you crawl up onto your backside and scoot to put your back to a sturdy half wall, your face twisting with pain that rains fire up and down your back and thighs.

Fuck, none of the bullets penetrated your clothes and you're alive, but hell if this is the better alternative.

Fumbling for the gun in its holster, you push through the haze of pain to register the hail of gunfire upon your shelter...or lack thereof. Now that you're paying attention, you can feel the heavy taste of magic on your tongue. Thick enough that you can feel it on your skin.

What on earth...

Carefully, you lean and peek from behind your cover to find a curious sight. Eight High Table soldiers fanned out in formation, all with their sights trained on your position, frozen in space with fields of red-tinged blue cloaking them.

Papyrus?

You look past the frozen soldiers to see the tall skeleton monster still clashing with Undyne, his mask cracked in two and revealing the left side of his face. If it's not him, then...

"aw, eight on one? that ain't very fair. how's about i even the odds a li'l, eh?" A deep, baritone voice echoes oddly in the air, coming from all directions. But it is the loudest from the entrance from which the soldiers clearly came, a broad, stocky figure topped with a fedora silhouetted in the entryway. Bright, glowing red eyes flare bright in the shadows of their face, and magic ripples in the air at every word. "ya boys are gonna have a bad time."

You sigh in relief and crumple against the wall.

Sans. He made it.

#undertale fics #mafiafell au #mafiafell sans #mafiafell sans x reader #mafiafell papyrus #mafiafell papyrus x reader #sans x reader #reader insert #the concierge #ficlet #papyrus x reader

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