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stupid-sloot-headcanons · 4 months

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Can I please request an HC with a Foreigner Darling with Nanami from JJK, Captain from Hellsing and Byakuya Kuchiki from Bleach?

Nanami's got some knowledge of foreign cultures, but he doesn't speak English that well and if you speak any other language, he doesn't understand. So conversations will be in either simple Japanese or English, or he'll use a translator app. He tries to learn about your culture and incorporate it so you don't get too homesick. He also teaches you Japanese if you struggle with it and is a much more patient and kind teacher than how he is with the kids at Jujutsu High lol. He likes the idea of marrying you, but he leaves what kind of wedding he'd have up to you: Japanese traditional wedding at a shrine, a Western style wedding, etc. He just wants you to be his wifey/househusband, the ceremony itself is less important to him. Ideally he wants a more private ceremony though, just because he hates big parties with a bunch of guests...or one particular guest named Gojo who he knows would make a special day much more annoying. The Captain has little conception of cultures outside of what he knows of Milennium's German roots and hazy memories of Werewolf culture with his own people. And because he doesn't speak, you would think he doesn't understand language; in reality, he understands many languages but just doesn't speak them. So he can understand what you say even if he doesn't ever respond. He tries to give you little trinkets or items to remind you of your home, like books or food. He isn't sure how you're supposed to treat a mate, especially one that is a human. But doing things like this is probably good, right? Byakuya would be a bit angsty about it, because he's a noble and he knows firsthand how much pushback he got for marrying a lower-class woman like Hisana. Despite his love for her and for you, he knows that a foreigner would be borderline unacceptable to marry. So he would try to resign himself to pining from afar and keeping a distance, but that makes his obsession worse lol. He would eventually decide to court you anyway and damn the consequences or criticism from the other nobles in and out of the Kuchiki family. But he would also insist on training you in everything a Shinigami nobleman's wife would need to know: calligraphy, flower arrangement, tea ceremony, wearing kimono, dancing and playing instruments, etc. He wouldn't force you to assimilate and abandon your own culture or anything, but he would press the issue that being his bride (even if you didn't even ask for that) has responsibilities. But he trusts you to do them and loves you regardless. He tries to learn about and participate in your culture, too. Ie. if you're Mexican, he wants to make an ofrenda next to the family altar for Dia de los Muertos. If you're Black he refuses to do anything with your hair that you don't want, and he snaps at anyone who comments about it; he's very quick to remind them that for all his faults, Kaname Tosen was a very refined man who never looked "sloppy" or "unkempt" with his hair worn in dreadlocks. He learns about matryoshka from a Russian Darling and makes a new line of Ambassador Seaweed nesting dolls.

#.bleach #.byakuya #.jjk #.nanami #.hellsing #.captain #yandere bleach #yandere byakuya #yandere jjk #yandere nanami #yandere hellsing #yandere captain #foreign darling #.myshit

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blingblong55 · 9 months

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Blood- John Price NSFW

Based on a request:

Can I make a request of Mafia AU with a hint of enemy to lovers and smut please? Mafia King Price x Mafia Queen Fem reader, who are rivals. Both tend tends to rile each other up whenever they have a mafia council meeting and everybody can sense the sexual tension between them. Thank you !! ❤️❤️🫶🏻

F!Reader, mafia au, enemies to lovers?, mafia queen!reader, smut, 18+, mafia king!Price, rivals, sexual tension, P-in-V, unprotected sex

"R/N, the meeting will begin in twenty minutes." Your brother said. You found it absurd, having to go to meetings with people like John Price, who gave a shit if everyone wanted a treaty. He messed with your family and for that, he will pay. "I'll be there, okay?" You say, not looking at him once but rather out the window of your penthouse, the city living a normal life, whilst you and a handful of mafias would decide to either join the other or let hell loose.

In the meeting, Price sat there, other leaders and advisors near. Suspension at its highest. Price and your family have been rivals for decades, never letting the other rest, blaming killings and failed cargo on the other. You walk into the room, heels filling the void the silence had created. The men all stop and look at you, Price rolls his eyes, "Of course, you had to make an entrance."

"Quit talking, John." You do not once look at him. Everyone leaves the room, only those that had to converse stayed behind. From Mexico, Italy, the U.S.A, Brazil, Russia, England and Asia, all gathered and ready to talk. You never trusted Price, he is a narcissist and a horrible liar. Always talking shit but you always brought hell upon him. "Let's start, so, Russia and Mexico, I see you two want to become friends, what's the reason behind that?"

"Ayuda commercial de nuestra mercancia," the man spoke.

"It will benefit not just us but you, R/N" the other Russian man spoke, earning a nod from you. The meeting went smoothly, except for when the reason for the meeting was brought up. "Now, what about us all joining forces?" The asian man spoke, you look at him, waiting for someone to say a word. Except, in this, you were the key to either make all mafias strong or make them crumble. "Well,I wouldn't oppose to it, except, I don't think I would want to work with John."

"You know damn well it wasn't my fault!" His fist coming into contact with the table. The other men don't dare question you and your motives for not working with him. "You know damn well it was your fault!" You growl. "It was never the intention of my father-" he tries to excuse the issue. "My father and mother are dead John! All because your family was petty and shady over work!" You bite back.

The men around the room stay silent, tension fills the room. "Now, if we make this deal, I will need either all to side with me and together our groups will be powerful or I'll make sure each one crumbles to its ruin." You lean back in your seat, knowing you had the upper hand in this. John scoffs and leans back, watching the men that he was having drinks with last night side with the woman he despises. Common friends, common hatred. What a perfect match made in hell.

"We, will make that partnership, R/N, but you must ensure those feud you two have will intervene with our plans." The asian man says. "I'll make sure of that, now if you excuse me I must go." You stand up and the other men do too, they all shake your hand except Price. You nod and walk away, your team waiting for you on the other side of the door. Hours later, your brother walks into your beautiful home, "R/N, what the fuck did you do at that meeting?!" He was clearly annoyed at something you had no clue on.

Eventually he explains that the other mafias have parted ways with Price and have only made an alliance/treaty with you and each other. You were unaware of this, making sure to contact them all and set the record straight. Price walks into your home, pushing past guards and eventually finding your office. "R/N, we must talk."

You nod at your brother and he leaves. "What is it?" you sit down and pour yourself a glass of scotch. "Why the fuck did you leave me and my people in the shadows! We had a goddamn agreement, we stop the feud and make his arrangement." He leaned forward in his seat, veins becoming prominent and his voice hoarse. "I told you years ago John, I will not let you rest, not after their deaths!"

"THEY ARE FUCKING DEAD, THIS IS OUR FUCKING PROBLEM NOW, US NOT THEIRS!"

"Your father killed my parents, put them on display at my 20th birthday, my dead fucking parents for all to see!" You stand up and look at him, "If you want feud between our people and the arrangement to also have you added, then you apologise and accept my terms."

But that wasn't easy on him, he'd had to give up the western border, 63% of the income from the easter border would go to your people and he'd have merge your and his people, something that made you still the head of command. All of what his grandfather worked for down the drain for you to own and have, he sighs and looked at your hips then lips. You drink the scotch, unaware of the stare he was giving you. "You look hot when you're mad." he comments. You roll your eyes and point at the door, "out."

Days after that encounter, one of your corporation buildings was attacked, Price got the news seconds before his plane took off, he stopped the pilot and was escorted to the building. You were talking with your men when you spotted him, "Did you fucking do this?" you accused him as you walked to him. But that was the thing, he wouldn't do this, he was a grown man who knows the best way to fix issues is to talk. "R/N, don't you think I'd be a dick move if I did so? For fucks sake, we are about to be the largest mafia in the country, I don't want to ruin our stuff."

He noticed a blood stain on your shirt, "what happened?" he held your arm, looking at the stain. "Nothing." you answer. "C'mon, let's go." He dragged you to his car, told the driver to get off and you and him were on the way to his private home. "Why are you doing this, John?" You turn to him. "I am not going to give a reason but I will make sure you get checked out for any potential injuries." His eyes on the road the whole time.

Once at his home and after he made sure you had no injuries, he sat you down, "Look, I know we don't have the best history-"

"Damn right we don't." you cut him off.

"-but I wouldn't do that, not to you." he finished.

You stay silent, his hands at your hips, gaze fixed on you. "I'll find the bastard that did that and kill him." it was not just because of the building but because your life was a risk and lately he hated how much he has been looking out for you. Why does he care? Because for some reason, he wouldnt want you to be hurt. The day you parents' dead bodies were displayed as an act of vengeance from his father, he was the one who cut the lights off, making his guards escort the bodies elsewhere.

You have been so filled with hatred and the thirst for revenge that you have been blind to not notice all the small acts of kindness he has done for you. "Dad, you didn't have to do that!" he told his father. "They deserved it." his father responds. "Maybe, but it was her birthday dinner, you have set war on, you killed her parents and you paraded their dead bodies for not just her but everyone to see!"

Years later, Price still hates that day, how her saw you change from a happy and free woman to who you are today. If only things were different, he and you would be off into an arranged marriage and he would enjoy it. All along, he has felt something for you that no one else can compare.

"R/N," his hands tracing circling on your hips, you look at him, both of you leaning in. "I have been wanting to do this since we were young." he cups your face and kisses you. It was so gentle and sweet, like a first kiss that will be felt for years to come. It wasn't John Price in that kiss, it was Johnny, the boy you had a crush on as a little girl. Your legs wrapped around his waist, he holds you close, carrying you to his room and not once breaking the kiss.

He lays you on the bed, kissing your neck, pulling your shirt. Hands on your chest, letting them feed on your warmth. He nibbles on the soft skin, earning a satisfied noise from you. By some point and some laughter, your clothes is on the floor. He wanted this moment to be more than special. He parted your legs, fingers teasing your wet cunt, his spit mixing with your cunt, making his scent known. He looks up at you, flushed face as if he was your first. His kisses trail back up, making sure to be delicate.

Slowly, he slides himself into you, you moan and grip his back. "fuck," you say before he hushes you. "Just relax and open for me okay, love?" His voice so soft. You nod and moan more as he slowly increases the speed of his thrusts. Getting used to his size was not an easy task, he was bigger and thicker than any of the other men you've been with. You shut your eyes and let the passion, lust and pleasure fill the room. He kisses your lips, tongue encoring your mouth, wanting to not leave a corner of his new heaven untouched. He bites into your neck but not enough that he breaks the skin.

A hand on his back as the other grips the sheets. You moans become louder, his hips thrusting faster, his cock deeper in you. Pre cum leaking from him, he wants to last longer but as his fantasy is being fulfilled it's impossible to last long. His thrusts become more aggressive, skin contact echoing on the walls of the room. Scratch marks on his back to prove that what you two have is better than any relationship he has ever had. You might be his enemy but in that moment you are the drug to keep him alive.

Moans and groans from you both, letting the walls understand it's not a cat fight but rather a pleasure. Hours of pleasure turned to you leaking him warm cum from you. He smiles and looks at you, "you are such a good girl for me, look at that." he touches the cum with his fingers and brings it to you, making you lick it. His fingers in your mouth, making you savour such taste. You smile and kiss him.

Soon after the once rivals, wanting the other dead, now lay in bed, making plans for the long run. From kids to adults, enemies to lovers, friends to husband and wife. It is known you are the perfect match made in hell.

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thatonewatching · 11 months

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My creepypasta/marble hornets head canons (SFW)

Hoodie/Brian

Black coffee No cologne Picks at his skin or taps his foot Likes big dogs but feeds the stray cats Scar going down his chest from a fight w/ Masky Good friends with E.J. Likes kids, and wishes he could have them Won't have kids because of his line of work Closed off Selective mutism Anger issues but relatively calm Insomniac Scary dog privilege Hates being a proxy Refuses to take his mask off around the others Keeps camera on him at all times Loves literature Very smart Limited interests Majored in literature Sarcastic Low self esteem Listens to punk rock Hopeless romantic Speaks another language (Russian probably) Mature but can be petty Fatherly Plays piano Is very skilled at playing piano Cannot cook to save his fucking life Can sew Wakes up so damn early Lanky bitch Has no taste in fashion or decor Apartment is practically empty Honest Chews a lot of gum

Masky Stubborn Chubby Hairy motherfucker Intimidating Pours milk before cereal Will now refuse cheesecake (y'all ruined it) Black coffee favorite food is grilled cheese and tomato soup Basic bitch Loves AC/DC Classic rock Aerosexual Good at math Petty Strongly opinionated Bad at reading Needs glasses but refuses to get them Anger issues Can't cook

Toby

Clingy Manipulative attachment issues Likes chocolate milk Pyro Diet consists of milk, energy drinks, and random chips and snacks he can find Underweight but scarily strong Doesn't like spicy food Drools Nightmares Sleep paralysis Panic attacks Loves rodents Hates waking up early but he does because of his job Restless Draws on himself Lots of self-inflicted marks (IYKWIM) Ambidextrous Pyro Thinks about Lyra a lot Bites his nails when no one's around because he has to pull his mask down Listens to Mindless Self Indulgence, My Chemical Romance, Get Scared, Avril Lavigne, Theory of a dead man, Paramore, Sleeping with Sirens, Crown the Empire, Linkin Park, System of a Down, Panic! At the Disco, Melanie Martinez, Green Day, Black Veil Brides, Arctic Monkeys, McCafferty, Mother Mother, Fall Out Boy, Pierce the Veil, Falling in Reverse, Bring Me the Horizon, Three Days Grace, Korn, Slipknot, etc. (I had to) Hums to himself Dyslexic Likes abandoned areas Very fast when running Great aim Band T-shirts Taps foot Energy drinks

Eyeless Jack

Gentle giant Doesn't like being called "Eyeless Jack" Goes by E.J or Jack Loud breather in his mask, completely silent without Doesn't take his mask off unless he's alone Sweet Scared of himself Goes through heat Trust issues Good fashion but can't wear most clothes because of his size Has Brian sew/adjust/make him clothes for money or whatever Honest Has seen every single Disney movie Hums and sings along to the songs Fatherly Slender's second favorite Mature Scars Human food tastes bad to him Only drinks water Can and will pierce your body if you ask Misses icecream

Jeff

Energy drinks and soda cans all over his room Band T-shirts Emo Slender's favorite Plays with Ben (gaming) Sore loser Likes to burn things Caffeine addiction Stupid teenager shit 13 (in my hc) Ribs are visible Pierced body; nipples, ears, cartilage, nose Fights with everyone Dyes his hair regularly

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#creepypasta smut #creepypasta headcanon #hoodie #masky #ticci toby #marble hornets #jeff the killer #eyeless jack #x reader

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ukrainianfellow · 1 month

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The story of a Ukrainian gay sniper couple

When Russian aggression began, almost all Ukrainian citizens stood up for their country regardless of age, gender, political beliefs or sexual orientation. There are a lot of LGBT representatives in the AFU. The rainbow flag has spread much wider across Ukraine.

Homophobia was a traditional value among Ukrainians before Russian aggression. However, it is widespread among only a part of the population now. Moreover, it is associated with soviet totalitarianism, and the homophobia-tolerant stratum of the population is actively expanding.

It is noted that the number of LGBT servicemen and homosexual couples in the ranks of the AFU has increased significantly.

Pavel Legoyda, an anti-aircraft gunner in the 112th separate brigade of the AFU, is an open representative of the LGBT community. He does not hide his orientation and has a love partner. Unfortunately, he has not escaped abuse from his comrades. Not everyone in the Ukrainian army shows tolerance to people of non-traditional orientation. Pavel felt it by himself when he was almost stabbed to death by a soldier returning from the front line.

Nevertheless, it is worth noting that in 2023 the LGBT Military group claimed that around 50,000 LGBT people were fighting Russian occupants.

We've checked some journalists, that are in Ukraine, and had a talk with a gay couple and find out what is it like to defend the Motherland and fight together with a loved one.

Interviewer: “Could you tell a little bit about yourself and how did you realize your orientation? “.

“Anderson“: "My call sign is “Anderson”, I am a former sniper of the 81st Separate Airmobile Brigade. Since the beginning of the Russian aggression, I decided to join the ranks of recruits to defend my homeland. At first, I served as a gunner in a motorized infantry platoon. I confess, that even before the service, I had a slight interest in guys. In the army, I made a final decision about my orientation, but I had to hide it from my comrades."

“Heretic”: “Yes, actually he hid it for about six months, maybe a little more. My call sign is "Heretic." I served as a sniper for more than four years. in AFU”

“Anderson”: “Well, I don't deny it – it was hard to hide my identity. It's a very sensitive issue because you have to worry about how your comrades will react on this."

Interviewer: “Yes, indeed, it's a very brave step. Many people still struggles about it. How did you meet each other?”

“Anderson”: “Well, I was quite good at marksmanship and combat actions. Even before the service, I attended individual courses of shooting, and when I had to use my gun in real battle, I immediately realized that not only could I shoot, but kill occupants. The commander noticed my talent and recommended me to snipers. From that on, I became Heretic’s sniper pair.”

“Heretic”: “At first, I thought he was a newbie who had recklessly joined the snipers. That’s why the relationship between us was quite dry and even cold. Of course, over time, the ice began to melt between us. The daily routine and the constant threat to our lives made me realize that I had misjudged him. I thought: “Damn, he's a good guy!.” Training together, escaping artillery fire, resting and living together in the trenches strengthened our bond. One day, I admitted that I was ready to trust my back to my comrade.”

Interviewer: “And how did you realize there something more than simple sympathy or trust?”

“Anderson”: “Well, I don't know exactly when, where or by what circumstances, but one day I suddenly realized that I felt something more than simple sympathy towards “Heretic”. Maybe it was when we wiped out another Russian orcs, maybe it was when we ate in the trenches. I worried that my feelings would be rejected by my comrade, so I didn’t tell him what I felt.”

“Heretic”: "Well, I was in a similar situation. I just realized that was terrified of losing him. And the constant threat to one of us just made feeling worse."

Interviewer: “And how did you decide to confess?”

“Anderson”: “While we were on another combat mission, and stuck under heavy artillery fire. It was so close that there was no chance of survival. Then we revealed our feelings towards each other.”

“Heretic”: “God bless that we had similar feelings!”

“Anderson”: “Unfortunately, we lost our legs and the ability to fight.”

“Heretic”: “At least we survived. We were found by comrades after the bombing was over.”

Interviewer: “Do your comrades know about your relations? What can you say about their reaction?”

“Anderson”: “Yes, they already know about it. After all we’ve been through we decided to reveal our relations to comrades. We talked with brothers after out hospitalization. We didn't care about anyone’s thoughts.”

“Heretic”: “We didn’t even think that our comrades will support our sights. It turned out that we are not the only ones who have such a relationship.”

#lgbtq community #lgbtqiia+#lgbtq rights #lgbtqplus #war in ukraine #ukraine #russian invasion #queer community #lgbt pride #pride

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helpwhatsthis · 2 years

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just watched Catherine the Great today and that party scene.

god, can I get a Prince Paul x Fem!Reader where she rips that dress off him in their bedchambers and we’ll just full on smut.

my darling- p.p.

i got way too fucking carried away with this lmao. i hope you like it!

warnings: sub!paul, dom!reader, mommy kink, reference to his pecks as tits like once, slight blood, google translation of russian like twice, very very small mention of death, unprotected p in v (obvi), probably spelling errors, best friends to lovers, pinning as fuck (mutual) let me know if you think i need to add any!

was it really so wrong to be in love with your best friend? well for most people, no; but what about if he was a prince, a ragging asshole, and set to marry a princess in less than three months? yeah, that kinda seems like an issue.

the biggest problem lied within the fact that there wasn't a single royal bone in your whole body. the daughter of one of catherins' most trusted guards, orphaned after his death protecting her from an assassination. no one, not a single soul, had expected her to take in his unruly, boyish, and snarky daughter; let alone treat her as one of her own. all of those things people saw a large flaws in your character had only made her love you more. she felt she had a debt to pay to the man who'd saved her life, and she more than paid it off through you every day.

that's how you'd ended up here, in a black and red dressing suit, watching paul grumble about how his dress made him appear to have notable cleavage. it's endearing really, the way you watch him try to balance the extravagant wig on his head while simultaneously keep his corset pulled up.

"how the hell do you do this every day?" he growls, slapping away the hand of panin, who’s trying to fix his makeup.

“i try not to, unless it’s necessary.” you hum, trying to bite back your laughter at his expense. “i sit in a room full of men talking about war every day, so there’s not exactly a need for pretty dresses.” you move in front of him, helping him to pull his collar into place.

“can’t breathe in this damn thing.” he groans, now that the canvas squeezes his ribs.

“for what it’s worth, you look lovely, your excellency.” you giggle, smoothing down the skirt of the gown to avoid looking in his eyes. he rolls them, letting out an annoyed huff.

“you know i hate when you call me that.” he leans down to capture your gaze with his, causing your heart to pick up speed.

“technically, i’m here on business. so i have to.” you whisper, face merely an inch from his.

“y/n! darling, could you come here for a moment?” catherin shouts.

“don’t fall apart without me.” you laugh, finger gesturing up and down his outfit. you maneuver your way through the sea of guests, attempting to find where she’d called you from. she snags your wrist and pulls you close.

“what’s wrong?” you ask, voice hushed.

“oh, nothing!” she laughs, hand moving to her chest. “just couldn’t stand to watch you make schoolgirl eyes at one another anymore.” you look away bashfully, eyes inevitably landing on paul. “my offer still stands by the way, love. just say the word and i’ll call off his wedding.” she persuades, bumping your shoulder with her own.

“i can’t ask you to do that.” you whisper, trying to sound less defeated than the conversation always makes you feel. “i know my place.”

“all too well, apparently.” she chuckles, “all i’m saying-” she starts, noticing your discomfort, “there’s no woman i’d rather have betrothed to my son than you. you’d keep his mind in check... and give him good babies.” she laughs again at the gasp you let out. “he’d be happy.”

“there are plenty of women who can make him happy... and give him babies.” you huff, beginning to walk off. you suddenly don’t feel in the mood to stay at the party.

you press your fingers to your eyes, trying to concentrate on the book in your lap instead of the sleepiness threatening to overtake you. a rapid knock at your door makes you spring out of bed quickly, momentarily checking the decency of your sleep clothes in the mirror. you pull back the door, seeing paul standing on the other side. his wig and makeup are long gone, but he’s still adorning his dress.

“can’t get this stupid this off.” he whimpers embarrassedly. you giggle, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth and grabbing his hand. he lets you lead him back to his bedchambers, occasionally letting out little growls of annoyance when he trips over the end of the gown.

he finally stands in front of his mirror, pulling off the cover over his corset.

“how was the rest of the party?” you ask absentmindedly, beginning to undo the tight knot of strings holding the canvas around his back. the intricacy of the strings filling you with annoyance.

“nearly unbearable after you left.” he recounts, eyes flicking to watch your refection. he hears you let out a small grunt of agitation over the ribbons. “some girl wouldn’t stop flirting with me. clearly being engaged means nothing to he-” he’s cut off by the way you release a loud growl, gripping the top of the material and ripping. the sound of the tere pulls your eyes to his in the mirror.

“enough.” you snap, watching the way the canvas falls forward, exposing the expanse of his tone torso. you squint your eyes shut, trying to breath away the anger quickly filling your stomach. you open them again to see he’s still watching you, a small smirk on his face. “what?” you hiss.

“it’s adorable how much you fancy me.” he grins. your face falls, breath hitching. “my mother just told me all about it.” he turns to look at you, “not as if i needed her too; but the confirmation was nice.” he turns, taking your chin in his hand and angling your face up to his.

“i’m sorry.” you whisper sadly, he only smiles.

“s’really flattering.” he hums, thumb stroking your bottom lip. before you can protest or defend yourself, he slams his lips into yours. it takes you a moment to properly kiss him back, relishing in the taste of cherries and vodka. you finally sink in, throwing your arms around his bare shoulders, as well as your false morality out the window. when he pulls back, he’s got the most arrogant smile on his face. you decide you’re going to wipe it off.

“off. now.” you demand, tugging roughly at the skirt of his gown.

“oh yeah?” he smirks. you reach up, gripping his jaw tightly and glaring daggers at him.

“be a good boy and take the dress off.” you snap. his eyes flutter shut, a soft moan leaving his lips at your words. you press a short kiss to his cheek, then move back to watch him undress. he does so quickly, hands trembling as he pulls down the dress and stockings.

“there’s my obedient boy.” you coo, sitting on the end of his bed. he stands, gulping harshly and trying not to make it obvious how much your words are affecting him. the evidence is obvious though, standing at attention and twitching in his underwear. “c’mere, my dorogoy.” you whisper, arms extending to pull him between your legs.

he looks down at you tentively, through hooded eyes and long lashes. you hold searing eye contact with him, fingers hooking in his waistband. a small whine leaves his throat when your fingernails scrape the soft skin of his hips. you grin up at him sadistically, pulling the fabric down his legs. his cock snaps up, slapping the skin of his stomach. you admire it, pink, thick, and leaking an embarrassing amount at the slit.

“did i tell you how pretty your tits’ looked in that dress?” you ask, the endless smirk still on your lips. you reach up and begin to tweak one of his nipples between your thumb and forefinger.

“t-thank you.” he mumbles, lust overshadowing embarrassment. you stand, tummy pressing against his cock through your thin nightshirt.

“this looks painful, baby boy.” you muse, hand snaking between your bodies to grasp firmly at his shaft. he makes a high preening sound in the back of his throat at your touch. “what? nothing cocky to say now that i’m touching it?” he throws his head back, moaning as you start to stroke him. the needy sound makes your clit throb.

“please, y/n-” he begs. you reach up, cupping his jaw and guiding him to look at you.

“not my name, lover.” you hum against his lips.

“mommy-” he cries softly, tears filling his eyes as you jerk him harder. you nod, placing a kiss to his chin. you can feel your wetness running down your thighs, no doubt ruining your pants.

“lay on the bed, lyubovnik.” he follows your order without question, crawling beside you and positioning himself on the pillows. you practically purr, admiring him. his curls are delicately fallen over his forehead, a huge contrast to the way he pants erratically and wiggles his hips in discomfort from his throbbing cock. you take your time, undressing slowly.

“mommy, please!” he cries out when you free your breasts from the confides of your shirt.

“patience, needy boy.” you tut, crawling up his body and straddling his thighs. “i know it’s never been one of your virtues, but i need you to try for mommy.” he nods, tears starting to fall at his own need. you lean down, breasts pressing against his chest as you kiss him passionately. he moans into the kiss, hips thrusting up into the plush part of your belly.

“s-sorry.” he whispers into your mouth.

“s’alright, little one. i’ll let it pass.” you coo, pressing a sweet kiss to his nose. without warning, you drop your hip down. the girth of his cock stretches you painfully. he cries, high and needy as one hand moves to pinch your clit and the other rests on your him. tears of your own surface at the pain. you glance down, a small line of blood runs from where you’re connected, pooling at the base of his cock and mixing with your arousal.

“you okay?” he asks, comfortingly squeezing at your love handle.

“i’m fine, baby boy.” you hum, “only strings a bit, it’s been a while.” you promise, starting to rock your hips softly. his head falls back, worry completely forgotten.

he babbles as you continue your fast rhythm. the sounds of your wetness working up and down his girth lewd and sinful, only urging you on. he desperately attempts to work your clit, rolling it in shaky circles. you reach between you, guiding his hand to rest on your abdomen.

“can feel you in my stomach, angel.” you purr, biting softly at his collarbone.

“mommy, i’m gonna-” he sobs, tears of pleasure running down the sides of his face.

“i know, darling. cum for me.” you urge, but he rapidly shakes his head.

“don’t wanna before you do.” he whimpers. you shake your head, biting his bottom lip.

“it’s fine, little one. let go for mommy.” you whisper against his mouth. he gasps, hands moving to hold you down on him as he fills you up. you hide your head in his neck, panting into the skin and the warmth fills your insides. you sit like that for a while, holding him and tracing your fingers over the skin of his pecks.

a thought hits you, making you stand from the bed abruptly and pull your clothes on.

“where in gods’ name are you going?” he asks, sitting up and starting to panic.

“need to talk to catherin.” you state shortly, causing his face to contort in confusion. “you are not getting married to that fucking princess.” you growl, pulling your shirt over your head. his eyes widen, mouth falling open in realization. you lean forward, pressing a rushed kiss onto his lips. “i’ll be right back, i love you.” you hum, hurrying out of the room.

he grins, throwing himself back onto the pillows and laughing lightly.

“i love you too, y/n.” he whispers into the thick air.

#prince paul x reader #prince paul #catherin the great #joseph quinn #prince paul smut #joseph quinn smut #joseph quinn x reader #josephquinn #joe quinn

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currentlyfckingurmom · 10 months

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Real Cowboys Don’t Run (part 2)

Series Masterlist

Warnings: nightmares/PTSD, mentions of death/killing, fighting, shameless flirting, sm fluff

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It’s wrong, Natasha thinks, the way she watches Hallyn. The way she wonders what she's dreaming of. She was ordered to do it, of course. Hallyn is a prisoner and must be under constant surveillance. That thought, however, doesn’t ease the nagging doubt at the back of her mind as she watches Hallyns sweaty body thrash around on the floor.

That’s something that unnerves the redhead. There’s a perfectly comfortable queen size bed in the room, but Hallyn chooses to sleep on the floor with nothing except a thin blanket underneath her. Natasha remembers something Steve said once. The bed’s too soft. She wonders how long it’s been since Hallyn slept in a real bed.

Natasha tenses and leans forward as Hallyn’s body shoots upright. The blonde woman scampers backward, forcing her body into the corner of the room. Sweat drenches her, the tattoos shining on her skin. Her breathing is labored, Natasha can tell. The redhead begins to worry for the woman. She turns on the audio.

“Пожалуйста остановись. Я больше не могу этого делать. Боже, пожалуйста. Просто убей меня, пожалуйста.” (Please stop. I can’t do this anymore. God please. Just kill me please)

Natasha’s breath falters at the sound of the heartbroken Russian. It reminds her so much of her own broken pleas, whispered into the silent nights of the Red Room.

“Мне нужно выбраться отсюда. Черт, я просто хочу домой.”(I need to get out of here. Fuck, I just want to go home.)

Hallyn chokes back a sob and stands on shaky legs, stumbling across the room. Natasha can hear her wheezing, struggling to breathe. She thinks the blonde woman might pass out.

Natasha jumps out of the office chair, running down the hall to Hallyn’s assigned bedroom. She unlocks the door and kicks it shut, crossing the room.

“Hallyn, breathe. Hey, it’s okay, just breathe.” Natasha says, her hands raised to show the woman that she isn’t a threat.

“I can’t, I need to—мой брат, I need to find him. I need to—I, they’re gonna come for me again, I—” (my brother)

“Hey, nobody is coming for you. You’re safe here. ты в безопасности. I won’t let anyone hurt you.” (You are safe)

Hallyn’s body crumples with a sob, and Natasha barely catches her before she hits the ground. Hallyn’s body is slick with sweat and shaking violently. Natasha wraps her arms tight around the woman, feeling the rough scarred skin beneath her hands. Hallyn does not hug her back, her arms wrapped around her own torso instead.

After a while—it could’ve been two minutes or twenty—Hallyn forces herself out of Natasha’s grip. She refuses to meet the redhead's eyes. “Please leave.”

“Hallyn—”

“Leave. Now.”

“Okay, I’ll go. I’ll be here if you need me.” With that, Natasha stands up and leaves.

Hallyn does not sleep the rest of the night.

Neither does Natasha. Even after she’s relieved of her shift at 0200 hours, she lies awake in her bed.

In the morning, she heads to Hallyn’s room to retrieve her for a meeting. She expects Hallyn to be cold and distant, and is shocked when she’s anything but.

“Morning, Romanoff. What brings you around these parts so early?” The blonde greets with a smile. Natasha wishes she could say it looked fake. She knows, however, that this is Hallyn’s attempt to pretend last night never happened. She accepts it.

“Unfortunately, there’s this prisoner that’s being a real pain in the ass. Won’t tell us a damn thing. Gotta bring her in for another interrogation. I don’t think she knows that we’re just trying to help her.”

“Sounds like she’s got some real trust issues.”

“Something like that,” Natasha laughs. “Come on, we’re losing daylight.”

“It’s seven in the morning!” Hallyn counters. Nonetheless, she follows the redhead eagerly.

They find themselves in the same conference room, files laid on the table between them. “Look, Hallyn. We really don’t know anything about you. And we probably never will, unless you tell us. We don’t want to hurt you. We don’t want to be your enemy. Fury wants you on his team. You should be honored.”

“And what about you?” Hallyn probes. “You want me around?”

“I don’t care if you stay or go,” Natasha lies.

“Sure you don’t. What do you want to know, Agent Romanoff?”

Natasha briefly remembers that Hallyn knows her full name. “Everything. Anything you’re willing to tell me.”

“Turn the cameras off. I’m not telling them; I’m telling you.,” Hallyn nods to the security cameras in the corners of the room.

“Okay,” Natasha agrees. She does something on her tablet before the blinking red lights on the cameras turn off.

“Alright. Hallyn Rose Chase. Born November 12, 1989. Grew up on a small farm in Maine. Grew potatoes and raised livestock. Enlisted in the Marine Corps at 17. Went to boot camp and was shipped off to Iraq. Got promoted through the years. In 2009, I was recruited by special ops. MARSOC. After a year, I was moved to a different operation. Delta Black. Highly classified black ops team made up of Marines. Completed a lot of missions. Killed a lot of people. Retired. And now I’m here.”

Natasha knows there’s more to the story, but she doesn’t push. That’s more than Hallyn had been willing to give before. “Okay. That wasn’t so bad. Now a few basic questions before we sign you onto SHIELD.”

“Sign me onto SHIELD? I never agreed to that.”

“Are you saying no?”

“I’m saying that I’m not signing anything.”

“Okay. I’m still gonna ask the questions,” Natasha says with a smirk. “Are you a felon or fugitive?”

“Not in this country.”

“Good enough for me. Any medical conditions?”

“Nope.”

“Any family?”

Hallyn hesitates at that question, but her face does not waver. “No.”

Natasha debates asking about the brother she mentioned the night before, but decides not to and just nods slightly. “Okay. Then this should be simple enough. If you decide to join, of course.”

“I want to talk to Director Fury. Alone.”

“He is very busy. But I will see what I can do.”

“Thank you.”

“How about we go spar. I wanna see what you’ve got.”

“Okay. But prepare to be beaten, Romanoff.”

Natasha hesitates. “How did you know my real name?”

“A friend of mine knew you. Once upon a time.”

Natasha knew she would receive nothing more on the subject. “Alright.”

In the gym, Hallyn was more carefree than anywhere else. Natasha had expected to be bossing her around, but it was the opposite. Hallyn had a regimen and insisted that she stick to it. They started with weights, and Natasha couldn’t help but glance down at Hallyn’s muscles every now and again.

It was purely analytical, of course. She was just assessing the new recruit.

Hallyn, on the other hand, was shamelessly checking out the redhead. Natasha shot her knowing looks every time she caught her.

Natasha wanted to move straight into sparring, but Hallyn insisted on a quick run beforehand.

“I’ve been cooped up for weeks, Romanoff. I have too much energy.”

“Like a puppy,” Natasha comments.

“Do not compare me to a puppy. I am a deadly operative.”

“Sure, of course. But you act like a puppy.”

“Fuck you.”

“Maybe later.”

In the ring, their demeanors do a complete 180. Both women are stoic, taking the sparring match as seriously as a battle to the death.

Hallyn allows Natasha to lunge first. She quickly dodges the redhead’s attack and counters it with a quick punch to the gut that Natasha deflects.

Once again they close the space between themselves, with Hallyn charging this time. She fakes a jab and then kicks her legs under Natasha, who lands on her feet and then lunges. Hallyn avoids it and throws a fast punch, hitting the redhead square on the cheek.

Natasha staggers backward, shocked at the strength of the blow. She looks up and finds no sign of remorse on Hallyn’s face. Oh, it is so on, she thinks.

They trade blows ruthlessly for the next thirty minutes, matching one another’s skills seamlessly. Natasha is shocked at the Marine’s catlike agility that mirrors her own.

Natasha finally gets Hallyn in a chokehold, but the blonde refuses to tap out. She never, ever taps out. She smashes her head backward in a brutal headbutt, hearing a string of Russian curses as the grip on her neck loosens. Romanoff squats to the ground clutching her nose.

Hallyn’s eyes widen as she realizes what she’s just done. “Oh shit, I’m so sorry. That was way too hard.” She kneels in front of Natasha as she tries to inspect the damage. Out of nowhere, hands are on her body and she’s flipped onto the ground. Hard.

Laying on her back with a bloody-faced redhead above her is a lot more pleasant than it sounds, Hallyn thinks.

“Never let your guard down, Chase,” Natasha smirks.

“Yes ma’am. It was worth the view though.”

Natasha rolls her eyes and helps Hallyn up.

“I’m sorry about your nose. I got carried away.”

“Yeah that was a dick move. It’s okay, though. I wanted to see what you had in you. You showed me.”

“Oh, детка, you don’t know the half of it. есть много движений, которые я хотел бы показать вам,” Hallyn says with a smirk. (Baby; there are so many more moves that I’d like to show you)

“You know I speak Russian, right? I know what you’re saying.”

Hallyn stops walking and faces Natasha, taking a step closer. “I know. I wanted you to hear it.”

The blonde turns and continues walking down the hall like nothing happened while Natasha is left breathless.

She doesn’t show it, but Hallyn’s heart is beating wildly, her brain running a thousand miles a minute. Why did I just do that? Oh my god, I wanna do it again.

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x you #natasha romanoff x oc #black widow #black widow x reader #natasha romanoff fluff #natasha romanoff smut #yelena belova #natasha and yelena #natasha romanov #natasha romanoff angst #natasha x y/n #natasha romonova

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iwonderwh0 · 3 months

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Watching saltburn because I hear too much about it

Spoilers ahead!!! If you haven’t seen it but planning on, scroll away, cuz there are some twists that are worth experiencing first-hand. The internet made it look like it’s gonna be some trash shock movie, but it’s a really false advertisement I’d say.

Ohh, I love the beginning, it promises theatrical, level of over the top drama, just how I like

Thank god there are subtitles I can barely understand their accent

Damn, I just thought about how what I know about this movie reminds me of “Bright Young Things” and now one of the characters straight-out mentions the novelist who wrote the “Vile Bodies” (screenplay the movie Bright Young Things is based on) was basically writing about his family. Okay, so that was really spot-on impression

What’s Felix’s deal? 🤔 it looks suspiciously like love-bombing from his side what he’s doing

Damn, Oliver might be as weird as that math nerd with anger issues if not weirder. Only 20 minutes in, and our protagonist is already a creepy stalker

Oliver what the fuck, what was this sudden condescending parent mode switch with cleaning up as if just to be arrogant about it 😂

I feel like Felix might be in danger, I don’t trust Oliver anymore

Honestly I’m not even sure if Oliver is telling the truth, he might be straight out lying to gain sympathy, kinda looks like it

I really don’t understand why Felix keeps Oliver around. I don’t think he likes him that much as he is trying to show at all, and he already showed his gratitude for that bike. It’s like he needs him for something maybe?

Oh so Oliver did tell the truth

What does Felix wanttttttt I’m so confused

The complete shift of the room to instantly shower Oliver with compliments what’s up with that? Is it some rich people thing??

And instantly back to talking shit about the person who just left! Damn that really is theatrical shit

“But he spoke Russian all the time and it just sounded so romantic” lmaoooo no it did not 😭

The way they talk!! Jesus Fucking Christ, what an impressive skill of bullshitting. Absolutely no one mean what they say, that’s even impressive

Oh, MGMT!

Oh, I’ve heard something about the bath scene

Belle Delphine bath water, is that it? Is that the level of gross that impressed people?

The fucking mind games everybody is playing oh boy

I don’t understand what’s going on anymore

Is Oliver just trying to prove he’s not gay?

Oh the fucking song pick oh my god this is painful to watch and I don’t even like Oliver

I’ll have to watch some explanation after this movie, it’s so confusing, what happened

Oh, will it turn out that he lied about everything?

SO I WAS RIGHT ABOUT SUSPECTING IT

Oh my god

Fuckkkking Oliver the migraines he just keeps going Jesus Christ

Is he gonna kill Felix? I feel like someone will get killed, maybe even on accident

Wait but HOW

Was it the wine?

Is he stabbed to the ground, why can’t they move him?

The lunch scene, red curtains, wine that overflows the glass ohhh boy I love that

Oh here goes the gravefucking

Wait, I thought the movie is about to end, but there’s still quite some time on the timeline

Oh for FUCK’S SAKE this was so sudden

“Is everything alright?” God are you stupid? What kind if question is that 😭😭😭

Ohhhhhh the reveal

Ohhhh so it was the wine

Damn

I actually liked it a lot

As a movie I mean

And Oliver is such a realistic psychopath in a way he pretends to be harmless pathetic loser, oh my god, Good job

#watching movies

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thestrangestthing89 · 10 months

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People I am very suspicious of and do not trust:

Dr. Owens - I think this speaks for itself. He works with Brenner even if they don't always agree. Even though he seems like a decent person (he has morals most of the time unlike Brenner) he still is loyal to the lab above all else and there are clear ties to shady behavior regarding Henry, Will, and El. He knows a lot more than he's letting on. And bringing El straight to her abuser was an unforgivable move imo.

That FBI lady who worked with Owens - The secret agent dudes who were at the Byer's house fall into this category too. Because even though she got Hopper, Joyce, and Murray out of Russia and even though the agents protected Jonathan, Will, and Mike at the house they were still there on Owens orders. And I still think they were there to protect Will and not necessarily for El. That story didn't add up. Will even says they don't seem to be thinking things through, but I think that's because they aren't telling the truth so it just seems like they aren't thinking things through because they are holding back.

Lonnie - This dude is obvious an awful human being. Him and Brenner are the true villains here. There are a lot of unresolved issues here for Will, Jonathan, and Joyce. People I am sort of suspicious of but mainly because I need more information:

Kali - I cannot decide if she is good or bad but I feel like she was waiting for Henry so I lean more towards not trusting her. But she is ambiguous. I am very curious about her backstory and I think this will stir up good drama with El. But I really hope her friends don't join her.

El's Aunt Becky - I realize she helps Joyce and Hopper out in S1 and she helps El in S2. But this whole situation is weird. It seems like Terry is trying to warn El (at least about Kali). But does she work for the lab and is keeping an eye on Terry? Or is she innocent?

Hopper - He's obviously not a bad guy but what was the deal he made with the lab at the end of S1? Because in S2 it seems like his role here is to keep things quiet for them (he says as much to Owens) but that can't be all it is. He seems like he tries very hard to get Joyce to continue to take Will to the lab when she is ready to take him somewhere else. I am suspicious. I think when he traded El for Will at the end of the first season he was put in a really shitty position. He knew Will was dying and he knew El wasn't alone. He deliberately doesn't mention to Brenner that Nancy and Jonathan are at the school too and I think he did that because he was hoping it would be an advantage and would allow them to get El out. El does get away and this results in him searching for her and keeping her away from the lab. All while making sure Joyce is taking Will there for regular check ups with Owens. I don't think he is deliberately trying to hurt anyone. But I do think he has some secrets he probably should have shared a while ago.

Murray - We don't know much about him. He's incredibly paranoid and lives in a bunker. He knows Russian and a lot of info that is convenient. I could honestly see him being a traitor. I don't think he is for the record. But seriously, he could go either way. He could genuinely be a good guy helping out his friends. Or he could be a Russian operative collecting intel on the lab. Or he could work for that branch of the military trying to find El and is keeping an eye on things? Idk. But his lack of backstory makes me suspicious.

Flo - This woman has been quietly working in the police department for years. She knows shit. Don't tell me she hasn't put this whole damn thing together by now. Murray has ranted about a little Russian girl, and Troy was brought in because a bald girl broke his arm with her mind, Aunt Becky was calling looking for Hopper because a girl showed up at her house, a mother found some random girl at the park and she disappeared, Will and El look alike and Hopper was confusing the two in S1, and Joyce calls constantly because something is wrong with Will. Pretty sure she knows Hopper adopted this random Russian girl and is hiding her and Joyce is involved and she's just very tactfully minding her own business.

Henry - Obviously the dude has done some shady shit. However, there is clearly more to this story. I don't trust the version of events he tells Nancy and Brenner's version to El was "cherry picked". Victor also was unintentionally biased. I don't think Henry is necessarily redeemable at this point, but I do think we aren't getting the full story and some of it will likely reveal that he was a victim as much as Will, El, and Kali.

Karen - I always thought she knew way more than she was letting on even back in S1. The theories about her possibly being Alice Creel are interesting. I feel like she knows exactly what Nancy and Mike have been getting into and is worried about them and she's going to have to reveal some info soon.

#byler #gay mike wheeler #stranger things

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everything under hearts for sabina please :3

❤️ RED HEART — what are three of your oc's positive traits?

first and foremost, sabina is incredibly intelligent, though it becomes clear very quickly that she's book smart beyond anything else. she also tends to be considerate most of the time, with a strong sense of justice to back her up.

🤍 WHITE HEART — what are three of your oc's neutral/questionable traits?

sabina is a passionate person, and puts her whole heart into anything she cares about. often to the detriment of herself and those around her. the same can be said for her loyalty, which ties her to people and concepts in ways that she refuses to break. she is also reserved, and tries to keep her thoughts and emotions close to her chest even among those she trusts.

💔 BROKEN HEART — what are three of your oc's negative traits?

the biggest one if her vengeful streak a mile wide. in line with her loyalty to others, she will defend those she cares about bitterly and with a tendency towards violence. and, where she is not considerate (and even where she is) she tends to be callous and distant. her short-temper makes each of these traits worse, and she has a tendency to lash out at others for the most minor inconveniences.

💘 HEART WITH ARROW — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them?

felix is the most important to her. she knows well enough that her answer should be lachlan, or her people, or any number of those who have stuck by her through it all. but she will always put her father first, and his opinion is the one she values the highest.

🧡 ORANGE HEART — does your oc tend to prioritize family or friends?

family. always family. her biggest issue is that she will always prioritize her family over the friends that have chosen to love and trust her. when it comes down to it, she will always leave her friends to chase her family.

💛 YELLOW HEART — how many languages does your oc speak? what language(s) are they learning, if any?

sabina speaks three languages: the common trade tongue, aretian, and little bits and pieces of kalina's mother tongue that does not have a name yet. she's not currently learning any more languages, but she does find linguistics fascinating.

💚 GREEN HEART — does your oc prefer being inside or outside?

this one really depends. if you had asked a young sabina, before everything went to shit, she would have adamantly declared that she prefers being outside where she can be among the plants and all their names that she knows. now, though... she's been chased away from her home, and the nights or weeks in which she's able to take shelter in an abandoned home or someone's barn are some of the best. she's so very tired of the outside. she just wants to go home.

💙 BLUE HEART — does your oc have any cool/special powers and/or abilities? how are they with magic, if it exists in their world?

this is also a tough one! she originally had magic when i first made her, but over time as i've refined my magic system, i really don't think she does. at best, her sword is enchanted and she has learned through the years how to best utilize its enchantment in her own way. otherwise, she's completely and utterly ordinary. she's not a seer, shapechanger, or enchanter herself.

💜 PURPLE HEART — what is your oc's ancestry/genetic background?

because she's from a fantasy world, this is a little harder to define, but she's aretian on cressida's side (mediterranean with heavy greek influences) and something else on kalina's side (russian influence with dips into poland). i still need to finish my damn worldbuilding.

🖤 BLACK HEART — has your oc killed or seriously wounded anyone before? have they broken someone's heart and/or broken someone's trust?

all of the above babey! before the events of the book, she would have never hurt anyone if she could help it. at this point in time, her family murdered and her home occupied by strangers, she is familiar with violence. her first real kill is her brother, nicodemus, in the end. and in chasing after her traitorous brother and abandoning the attack launched to reclaim the capital, she betrayed her closest friends and advisors, and utterly broke lachlan's heart. even felix is betrayed by this, but he is not surprised, and he loves her anyway.

#this was so much fun i liked this one #ty frayyyy #meaghan talks #oc: sabina aleksandrov #i got too into plot outlining that i forgot to worldbuild anywhere but arete and naedre

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Me ranting about stranger things:No one should trust Johnathans opinion on anything again. Your a weirdo with daddy issues who's actually the one who in his words "thinks he's rebelling." If people don't like you there's been shown perfectly good evidence shown why.

I admire Jonathan’s love and care for Will in earlier seasons. He lost this focus and admitted to it in season 4 and I absolutely wholeheartedly hope, that he will fix it in season 5 and him and Will will be as close as ever. They both need it.

But I agree, that listening to a relationship opinions and advices from him isn’t smth I’d be doing. The guy never even forged a friendship until doing weed with Argyle (the most useless character ever, I can’t with him and that he’s the one new character to survive while we lost Eddie… I digress). Jonathan doesn’t know shit about human relationships of any kind, bcs he never had them before, he’s constantly alone, and I’m absolutely sure that it’s mostly due to the fact that he has an undying internalized belief that he’s better than everyone around him and he doesn’t need anyone.

Hell, they parallel with Eddie beautifully on it! Because they’re both outcasts, both families in a rather bad financial situation, they both hate this town. Only one of them becomes a real creep, taking photos of a girl in her underwear without her consent (and I think there were Steve’s photos too, which he too didn’t consent to), becoming a loner that hates everyone around, while the other took other outcasts under his wing, forged friendships with them, helped them and genuinely cared for the girl he clearly at least liked, without making any unconsented advances on her… You get my point.

Jonathan really needs to figure out his own… damn a Russian expression “cockroaches in the head” works amazing here😂 But he needs to figure out his inner issues and heal from them, before he goes around telling other people how to live their lives. Especially those, who are far ahead of him in that, having already worked on their own problems and shortcomings

#anti jonathan byers #stranger things

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luxurybrownbarbie · 1 year

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Idk why stating that Meghan Markle was a victim of intense media abuse is so polarizing. Like the things she and Harry say are so duh in your face, but people act like it’s warfare. The British tabloids exploit the royals, the royals feel like they have to play the game or else they’ll face damning scandals and abuse, loved ones get caught in the crossfire, the public is gaslit into believing false narratives. That’s literally been the same story this entire time (and for decades honestly) and with anything and anyone else it’s understood, but as soon as Meghan says any variation of that, she’s a liar and a grifter and a fake and any of the countless other things people make up to discredit her story. I really don’t get it. I thought EVERYONE was media critical, didn’t trust the news/tabloids, etc etc. no matter which side of the aisle you’re on (republican vs royalist, conservative vs liberal, what have you).

It’s very weird. Like the girl was (and still is!) a victim of media abuse. Hating her doesn’t make that any less untrue. People love to act like hating someone removes their right to be victims of abuse. Sorry, but people we hate are absolutely allowed to be victims. All people ask is that others acknowledge that? You don’t have to like anyone.

The royal family and the press have been in an insane abusive relationship with each other since at least 1911. George V literally refused to allow his cousin and her family to enter the UK (and save their lives) during the Russian Revolution because he was scared shitless of what the British press would say about him. It’s not healthy, and M&H acknowledging the damage that relationship causes is not the issue. They’re making it an issue because they enjoy hating her! Their revenues have probably quadrupled in the past six years as they’ve kept hurting abuse at her.

No one has any media literacy anymore. It’s pathetic. We swear this is the most media critical generation and it’s completely untrue. People can be spoon fed literally anything and accept it nowadays. No one is asking for anyone to lend her tons of support or even care about her. But to act as though a supporting actress on a C-list show (which was very good it’s first three seasons!) marrying the sixth in line to the throne is some sort of master grifter is insane.

#answered #the royal rumble continues #.

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madamspeaker · 1 year

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Dear America,

Yes, this is one of those effing Europeans, butting in and telling you how to vote in your elections, but you see American elections have global consequences. I wish that wasn’t so, but we all lived through the hell that was the Trump years, and speaking as someone whose own government is a complete shitshow, trust me when I tell you, letting conservatives back into power is a recipe for disaster. Yeah, prices are high, things cost quite bit more these days than they did a couple of years ago, but it’s not just you. The UK has been living under twelve years of Tory rule and austerity and our inflation rate is higher than the US. Inflation isn’t down to the ideology of those in charge - it’s a worldwide issue brought about by the fallout of the pandemic and war - but the fact that the UK inflation rate is higher than that of America is down to the decisions of those in charge. You might not think it but Democrats have been doing a pretty damn great job of keeping things ticking on your side of the pond. Many a pundit likes to suggest that the ARP that Dems passed last year contributed to inflation, but the reality is probably the opposite. The UK had no stimulus - we never got those lovely cheques from the government to spend as we liked - and our inflation rate is higher. If the benefits and stimulus of the ARP really contributed to inflation then surely the rate of inflation in the US would be higher than the UK? Think about it - the reason America has lower inflation than most of Europe is because Democrats have been managing the economy in a better way.

Then of course there is the issue of a woman’s right to choose. This really should be a no brainer. If you value the price of gasoline more than the rights of women to determine their own lives, then I truly worry. Gasoline goes up and comes down in price all the time (and America still pays less than Europe at the pump), but if you elect Republicans then you are looking at country in which more and more women die - and not just women who want an abortion - women who want to keep the baby but have a medical emergency. This isn’t how a civilised society should operate, but the GOP want it to be just this way - the return of women to the status of second class citizens, and expendable. They have told you who they all are already. Look at the votes from earlier in the summer when the overwhelming majority of Republicans in the House voted against a woman’s right to choose, and the right to access contraception. They have been explicit in their views - why on earth would you assume they are not serious about them?

And then there is democracy itself. America is at a critical moment in which one party holds sacred the vote and the other cries foul if it loses, no matter what. This is the exact kind of shit found in banana republics - the desecration of the vote, of the electoral process by those seeking power, who know that all things being equal they stand less of a chance of winning. The electoral process should be one person one vote, with no one else butting in to say otherwise, but you have Republicans on the ballot this year who are running with the explicit intention of intevening in the electoral process if they don’t like the outcome. You have Republicans on the ballot this year who took part in the violent assault on the US Capitol because they didn’t like the outcome of 2020, and you have Republicans on the ballot who support those who stormed the Capitol. The media will devote endless articles and reports to both-sidesing the situation, but the stark reality is if you don’t vote for Democrats up and down the ballot paper, you are allowing fascism to take over.

Is the US perfect at the moment? No, but Trump had four years in which he ripped up every norm under the sun. The repair job from that tenure alone takes longer than two years. Add to that the consequences of the pandemic on global supply chains, and the Russian invasion of Ukraine, and it is wholly insane to throw out Democrats just because you think they’re not doing enough. Look at America, then look at other countries. Look at the UK. Look at Germany or France. America under Democratic control is faring considerably better than the rest of the West, and that is down to Biden, Pelosi, Schumer, and Dems. You don’t throw out the repair team mid-way through the job, and you certainly don’t fire them mid-way through and replace them with cowboys who have made it clear that they have no plan to fix anything but will in fact rob you blind instead - rob you of your rights.

Dear America, Please for Blue this Tuesday. You really don’t want to be in a situation of Liz Truss economics, Gilead rights, and all presented in the guise of Qevin McCarthy, Gym Jordan, and Hershel Walker.

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⭐ -> star! ships. send your sexuality, gender, and a description of yourself and what fandoms you're in. ( as long as i'm in said fandom lol ) ill ship you with 1 or 2 characters!

I'm a straight female and my pronouns are she/her. I'm in the Harry Potter, marvel and stranger things fandoms!

I'm fairly introverted and it takes me a while to warm up to people. I love reading, my room is filled with stacks of books. I especially enjoy mysteries, poetry and Russian literature!I adore adventures, witty and playful banter, pulling harmless pranks, joking around and having indepth discussions on anything and everything. I love helping out and people come to me to vent or for advice and comfort. I'd consider myself really smart and I'm very ambitious; I love being the best at everything I do. I daydream a lot and I'm a hopeless romantic! I enjoy all forms of art and I have quite a few creative hobbies! I'm 5'9 and I have long and curly dark brown hair and brown eyes. I dress mostly in relaxed suits, blazers and coats and I love the occasional dress or sweaters layered over a white button down! I'm a taurus and a ravenclaw

Thank you very much!! Congrats on the milestone, here's to so many more followers ❤️

Thank you so much :((( <333

I do apologize though if this is bad, as i have never done this before. I love seeing those posts witg like people requesting ships with themselves and other characters and i thought it was cool so i wanted to try and im rambling but you get the point

From the MCU, i ship you with:

Loki Laufeyson

and

Peter Parker/Spiderman

𝐋𝐨𝐤𝐢 would definately have you read to him on a lazy morning/midday! Loki would love hearing about any random thoughts/daydreams you have. Would 100 percent help you decide on outfits and collaborate with you every once in awhile. When you and Loki inevitably find yourselves in Avenger's tower, you both would definately pull a couple pranks ( loki would probably take the fall for you lol ). Any drawing or sketch you gift Loki would be kept in a special spot and would never be crinkled, lost, or torn. I feel like you and loki would probably banter quite a bit ( nothing harmful! ) just to hear your smart remarks- Loki loves what your brain can come up with in the heat of the moment!!

𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 would fanboy over the way you dress since he isnt one to dress up unless theres a really good reason and overall you just look good🤷. If its tom holland spidey you like, peter would tell you about his spiderman thang when you started dating or whatvs idk. WORSHIPS the advice you give him- and probably says some 'damn thats pretty smart why didn't i think about that?' when you put in your two cents about his issues. OKAYOKAYOKAYOKAY I HAVE AN IDEA THAT I MIGHT WRITE A BLIRB OR SMTH ABOUT: when you paint realistic portraits and you need like a change of scenery or just something natural to take inspiration from, peter would have you pack up some water bottles, cups, snacks, your canvases, and paints in a drawstring and swing to a relatively natural environemnt ( i.e: a minimal amount of buildings, yada yada yada) and talk to you or listen to music while you painted

From the Stranger Things universe I ship you with...

Steve Harrington

i <3 my babyboy

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 ( season 2+ ) would looooove taking it slow and letting you warm up to him- trust is important. His rich ass would probably buy you blazers/suit jackets/ basically anything you want. Would probably ask you to draw random things he thinks about during the day. Such a worrywart tbh- especially when you drive to that one diner in town without telling anyone so you could get a shake and basket-o-fries and brush up on your Russian readings. Super protective as well. If you were with him and Robin during their little Scoops Troops thing: expect him to hold on to you while hugging just a little longer.

From Marauders era Harry potter universei ship you with

Remus Lupin

loml tbh

𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬 is lowkey a quiet guy with people he doesn't know. Understands social cues ( specifically yours ) and can easily calm you down if you have anxiety about something. Would probably tell you about Moony on accident, but would be happy that you knew so he didn't have to keep lying to you. Would rant and vent about all the dumb shit James n Sirius do and how Remus gets frustrated thaf Peter just follows them instead of saying what he needs to say. Compliments your dressing style and admires from afar. Would watch over your shoulder as you sketch/draw, loving watching the way your hand moves in a way that could create such a pretty thing. Please climb a tree and hang out with him

Golden trio era:

George Weasley

silly billy georgey porgey

𝐆𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞 would be a big fan of pulling pranks with you, even if you don't want to do take the blame for it. Could sit and watch you make art for hours <3. Sorry not sorry would call you his little arm rest. Absentmindedly braids your hair when he's bored ( he knows how to braid because Ginny went through a phase when she was a kid when she wanted her hair braided 25/8). Loves hearing you talk about your ambitions and goals, and helping you when you're indescisive. You'd get a sweater from Molly and thats when you knew you were part if the family

𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧 𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 <33

#jules's 800 follower celebration #jules's celebrations 🥳#ships #fandom ships

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y'know this might be a weird thing to randomly post about on my sonic the hedgehog tumblr blog but fuck it, i gotta say some stuff about animals (mainly dogs because i have too many thoughts for one redundant post i should narrow in on a species)

i don't see this behaviour online but can people irl stop being gross about pet genitalia, especially dogs and stuff? like, do you think vets are pervs for touching your dog's genitals? no? okay so you can also touch them if it's for good reasons (not something sexual)

do you know how many weird looks i've gotten from people when i say i do all of george's grooming maintenance besides his full appointments? yeah, that includes touching gross stuff like his scabs, fecal residue, urine residue, paws, mouth, etc... because "wait you touch his butt? you touch where his balls used to be? that's kinda sus" DUDE HE'S MY DOG I GOTTA CLEAN HIM WTF??? like i'm not having a good time either trust me, he hates baths, but i'm going to ensure he's clean and healthy by checking his whole body for oddities especially as he gets older. this isn't weird, maybe i'm a bit extra because most people barely think about this stuff, but vet training and my love for animals means i'm gonna be extra (also he sleeps on my bed and frequently lays on my face or licks it when i'm unconscious: i can't prevent it these days but at least i can brush his teeth so i'm not THAT grossed out)

also, some animals (like aggressive large dog breeds) need desensitization training as they grow up. a black russian terrier i puppysat needed this treatment where you'd have to just touch him everywhere and if he's snappy with something like his paw or tail or genitals just desensitize him. no, not abuse and purposely torment an animal don't try to twist this into something negative, i mean condition these types of dogs when they're small so when they're 200+ pounds and have extremely dangerous biting power, they won't bite a kid's face off if they poke his butt or something. it doesn't matter if the kid's parents were neglectful or if the kid was in the wrong because if this turns into a legal battle, we all know the dog is gonna lose. sometimes this shit is a necessary precaution and when done correctly it can be so important for a dog's welfare

boots on dogs aren't just to be quirky. george wears rubber ballon-like boots not only to prevent matting/contamination when it's wet or snowy/icy outside but also for temperature reasons and salt especially. it's a fucking lifesaver, not animal abuse. same with his jackets because it's hard enough to walk him during a snowstorm: he won't shit if he's uncomfortable and that's not something either of us want to deal with. yes he has a few sweaters and a pajama but they're for short term special occasion use (and he really likes them lmao)

i think people should give their dogs vegetables more. safe ones, but it's good for them. george has allergies which means he's on a raw food diet (he gets raw duck twice a day) and in addition to his meals he likes snacks! yogurt treats, sliced veggies, some blueberries, etc etc and his dietary issues literally vanished. all those stupid kibble commercials about how "dogs crave real meat, give them that with these processed nuggets" piss me off like ITS CHEAPER (for where i live) TO JUST GET FROZEN PACKS OF MEAT??? i don't expect every dog (or cat) owner to invest time in this kind of diet for their pet but maybe they'd bite their paws and lick themselves less if they had some real food lol just sayin' and it can even limit your food waste to share some of this stuff with your pet! just make sure it's safe first

also, i sorta mentioned this before but check your damn pets. maybe not 500 times a day like i do (george has skin tags that burst sometimes it's not just my obsessive tendencies) but like how do you not see something is wrong??? if you see a lump or a cut or a bite or a bug or an irritated area or a knot DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT??? AT LEAST KEEP AN EYE ON IT??? idk it just seems weird to me when people are oblivious to their pet's health issues until it's serious

LAST THING BECAUSE I GOT BORED HALFWAY THROUGH WRITING THIS SINCE MY MEDS WORE OFF: brush your dog's fucking teeth. I DONT CARE IF THEY HATE IT BECAUSE IT'S GONNA PREVENT SO MANY POTENTIAL HEALTH THREATS AND ALSO SMALL DOGS LOSE THEIR TEETH FAST BUT IF YOU BRUSH YOU CAN DELAY THAT!!! george is 11 and has every single tooth because i brush them every week (i'd do it every day but look i don't want to die) and it does wonders. also his breath doesn't make me want to kill myself but this is also probably thanks to the cucumbers

ok that's all rant over sorry this wasn't organized i just kept saying shit lmao

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Chapter Nine Spooky Scary Skeletons (In The Closet) this Chapters "Brought To You By" is Being Gay and Doing Crime. Also Joey Breaking the Fourth Wall Again. This Chapters Art is very detailed and makes me feel inadequate

You mean the tiny elephants were real??!

...The Spooky Bunny? Is...is that them? ...Possibly a Celtic figure instead of Egyptian?

Shadi ready to storm the castle just like in Princess Bride

Vixen threatening a God

Shadi judging Pegasus' taste...and laughing at the Foliage version of his old friend

Mokuba LANGUAGE!

Poor boy with understandable trust issues

Oh no now he's sad

...Shadi confused by the laughter he hears

This is about the point that realisation should be dawning

Wrong White Haired Millenium Item Bearer

Shadi throwing shade on "whoever" gave an Artist the Eye

The Scales trying to locate Multiple Items? Or is the Hare some how also related to the Eye?

"He's so cunning and intelligent" Pegasus *snores*

Trying to figure things out... Why is there a pic of me?!

Year confusion

Finally the shouting. He's confused and concerned and he want to know how the heck Pegasus know him

Oh no, Kemo's getting drunk with the incredibly Shady Hare I trust it not at all

Kemo stop starting to feel comfortable with it!! Why could Keith's common sense not infect other members of Pegasus' staff?

Wine labels are very weird

And now the Russians are there

Sergei took that title and is now running with it

"My Weed Dealer’s Mechanic’s Client’s Brother’s Nephew-in-Law"

Well at least Kemo is aware Pegasus' eye is fucked up?

KEMO THE HARE IS NOT A "Nice Guy"!! The Hare is Hella Sus, it is encouraging Pegasus' delusions of Grandeur

Misha? Why does the Shady Hare know you? And why do you sound like "creaking wood" what are you Misha?

WAIT Pause! That Hare almost said "writing" the Hare is breaking the Fourth Wall too, I thought only Joey had that power in this fic??

...I knew that Hare was shady

Shadi! x2!

I still don't trust that Hare or the "Hole" in his pocket

Ah hah! Scaly-Shadi is being pulled to either the Hare or other Millenium Items

Shad-key in the meantime is quoting Alice in Wonderland and I'm a little worried about what that could be foreshadowing

Anubis is now smol

Was it a Chupacabra? I was sure it was Ammit. Damn

Who/What is that Damned Hare/Rabbit!!

"A Greek Statue with arms" very nice

...Bakura....who you nuzzling at in your dream Bakura?

Yugi's "Prowess as a Human Plushie"

Yeah there's more of them Seto they have you out-numbered

Love that he's giving Mai all the respect

I'm learning things again... only this time it's not things that will traumatise me

Joey making deals with the Foxes

Seto... well I guess in the right light and if you aren't a nature-y person it's possible to mistake Foxes for Cats...possibly

"Tits"... Well you did get up close and personal with some chests Bakura so it's not in-accurate

Ah morning hugs

Joey measuring Yugi to see who he's greeting

Oof early morning no glasses "why does everything look wrong?" it also helps explain the confusion about the foxes

"Eating for two" whatta way to phrase that

Yami and Téa having a heart felt moment only for Seto to interrupt

They're Foxes Seto. Foxes

Seto you Miette'd that fox "You Kick the Fox? You Kick it like the Football?! Oh Jail! Jail for Human for a thousand years!" or rather "ten millennia of imprisonment"

...Grandpa what're you up to?

Aw man Tristan's poor family... I hope he's not in too much trouble

It's probably not going to be Mr With-A-K, I think he learnt his lesson

...Is that...Anubis?...Di Joey just...?? I think he did... oop

"San Fransokoyo"! Baymax! Tadashi! Aunt Cass!

Joey...this whole conversation and kidnapping have been a train wreck.

Oh no... Guys don't make me sing the song again... I'll do it

Well...your argument is sounding valid... but I still don't like it

Yugi maybe shouldn't be encouraging Seto to set things on fire when they are planning on robbing the place

Oh dear, now Mai also wants to set shit on fire

...Yugi stop thinking about Seto's tits

I'm glad Tristan's genre savvy enough to know not to tempt fate

Oof heat and humidity are terrible I'm with her on this one

Odion? You have a sensei?

"Vulpine Cyclical Zoothropy" that's being a werefox right?

I love the consistency, we learnt about Sasha from the Russians and now we're hearing about her again, I think I remember another reference to her as well

Aw Marik you are a good overlord to your minions

Dammit Hodgekiss this is a Serious Moment

...Well at least Marik knows the importance of helmets?

"Dr Chopper"... Is that...????

Hmm who are you Odion's Sensei?

Odion you liar

...I think he less restrains his brother and more gently directs him at worthy targets

Hounds and Hare....

"A bit of Arson and a lot of Larceny" I feel like that could describe the mood of this chapter so far

Marik needs glasses? Maybe??

Ah Peace and Quiet and Brotherly Understanding....A lack of Hodgekiss....

I feel like Stephannie knows so much

What a bunch of idiots

How much do you want to bet each of those listed kids is going to show up in this fic?

Joey is officially losing his shit

...Joey you... you see Dr Crane? DOCTOR CRANE?!!

You guys definitely went overboard

...That was a lot of swears that I honestly had never heard before

Joey has a lot of trauma

I think Keith's regretting getting his boys to kidnap this one

Keith's older sibling energy is so strong, he's trying to comfort Joey

Oh Hey Joeys back. He checked out for a bit and kinda spewed his trauma everywhere but he's back now

Mokuba did what? I mean I'd believe it

Keith I feel like you're in the wrong genre

At least Kemo's warning people about the Rabbit/Hare/Thing

"Cursed Shit Be Afoot"

Keith finds out Pegasus can read minds and steal souls and shit. Keith instantly decides the island is too unsafe for his little dudes

"Nobody dies or gets sunburned or gets their souls ripped out" Good job Keith

Bakura just licking stuff that came off walls

"Zorc" this is a Name thing right? Where you don't say the True Name for Fear of Invoking or Giving Power to the Entity

Don't worry Tristan the Ring is still in it's Cheezy Prison...Not that that's stopping it's current occupant

The Counting

For the love of everything Tristan! he's not a Werewolf!

I'm doing the squinty eyes of suspicion "were-rabbit" why are rabbits so important?

Socially Awkward Brit or Vampire? It's hard to tell

"Fae ancestors".... Is the Spooky Bunny one of the Fae???

"Sunnydale syndrome" Does Buffy exist in this world?

Poor Tristan's Mom

It's so interesting that there are PSAs and awareness things about it

"Forks Syndrome" The Sparkly vampires exist here too?

The Parasite was such a dick

Yami... doesn't know what a vampire is...Concerning....

Does Seto also have Thorin-itis?

He's treating Mai as an informative podcast? Lol

...Ah tangenting in your head only to completely derail conversations. You know how you got there but everyone else quite is confused

Well... I'm glad they've found some common ground to talk about?

Oof Mai

Ah Anubis you've returned... I think

He's found someone to carry him!

Ah naturally chatty people who train their friends and associates, even if you're too tired to verbally respond just make an acknowledging noise every now and then and I'll be happy

Pegasus was basically Mai's parent, oh now I'm having a sad

Trans bonding

Does Seto have Hyper-mobility? My Friend has it and from what he's saying about how he grew too quickly it sounds like something he could have

Anubis The Emotional Support Animal

Yugi O....

I'm glad Téa's self aware of the Goddess like nature of her quads

I think Osiris maybe... Grandpa did spend a lot of time in Egypt

Yami making life difficult for Yugi

Téa not minding at all

Lol "It's very cozy" Yami get your mind out of the gutter

I wonder what is the dumbest way to conduct a seance that Bakura's ever heard of

Bakura is not a fan of his family. Which honestly understandable

Oof

Right Téa's Mom is definitely in the Bad Parent Box

Tristan's Brother-In-Law sounds awesome

Time sounds screwed

lol "Thoths Hangovers"

...Tristan Bakura's not likely to beat on someone for making out with his sister, he's seems like the kinda guy who'd let his sister decide that for herself

Aw Tristan

Poor Bakura's sister

Tristan you also did not kiss a ghost

Lol He's not offended cos your a dude he's offended cos you could have been "making out this whole time"

Joey and Yugi are just on the same wavelength

"Serenity Fucking Krieger" I feel like Bakura could tell stories about her

"You seem a nice young man and she threw a nun out a window" Bakura so confused by how they're related

It's only the knowledge that Joey once mugged Yugi that helps him grasp their relation

The Cards tried their best to help but Joey was Having a Moment. and also knew nothing about Zombie cards

"Leather Goth Knows No Gender" Nice

Hex Girls! Yass

Yami wants his skirt back

Muahahahah prepare to go down Pegasus

I don't think a shellfish allergy makes you sneeze

"Those kids problems have problems" How right you are Keith

"The Autism" ... I don't think they cancel each other out Joey, you can have both

Joey misses the PSAs, that's not good

..."accident" how much you wanna bet his fucked up Dad did something?

...Yami is there something about melons you'd like to tell us?

You should never try to force someone to open up if they're not ready

Yikes wouldn't want to be God on the day Téa finds him

I love the descriptions "rippling a bit like an over-animated Ghibli character" I can envision it perfectly

"more loose screws that a discount whorehouse" very nice

Just asking random kids if they know what a propane tank looks like.

Mokuba why don't you and your brother have any sense of Self Preservation?

Mokuba also know how to use his child-like charms (tm)

Mokuba has Realised!

Yes Shad-Key be concerned by this child

"Do you have a Twin?" Not that he knows of

Oh hey Croquets not Stoned anymore!

...Pegasus you're sounding very invested in your appearance

..."fell down a hole and vanished" actually surprisingly accurate description of what has happened to Kemo

Just list the problems fast enough and he may miss one...Nope he even brings up one you didn't mention

Whats up with Dukes father? Clow...Clown thing? Clow as in Clow Reed? What is Happening???

Scaly-Shadi is confused and possibly irritated? Definitely annoyed

Pegasus now Super Offended "How Dare you Forget Me?!"

"I didn't sleep with you did I?" "No" "Thank the Gods" Pegasus now even More Offended

And Duke just enjoying Brunch and a Show

#fanfiction #rereading #review-ish #tpofatgif #The Power of Friendship (And This Gun I Found!)#gallusrostromegalus #spoilers #YuGiOh #ygo #Chapter Nine

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