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deepouterspacecandy · 14 days

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Fallout

What if—and stay with me here—you and Abigail Anderson meet after the nuclear war? Thank you for being here and for all the messages and comments so far. It means the world. Violence and sexual themes, my works are 18+ only. All screenshots on my blog are from my personal gameplay.

For the past twenty years, you’ve watched the same tropical fish, electric blue and fire-engine red, gliding across your computer screen in an agonizingly predictable rhythm. It’s only now that you find yourself longing to experience the texture of the water they inhabit.

You know very well that it would not be wise to go outside.

The blinding flashes of light and the thunderous clap of explosions are an acid burn against the labyrinths of your mind. The horrifying sight of the only landscape you’d ever known reduced to rubble while your family scrambled to get you to the safety of the bunker.

Maybe the loneliness has finally caught up with you, or perhaps it’s the relentless glare of the artificial lights slowly eroding your sanity.

But what if, contrary to their warnings, it’s not a desolate wasteland anymore?

As you ponder the enchantments that lie beyond your impermeable tomb, vibrant hues of coral reef and gently swaying anemones taunt you.

“Stupid sea turtles. You probably have twelve eyes by now,” you mumble, your plight only heard by the dust on your bookshelves and a solitary pair of slippers near the entrance to your sleeping quarters.

It’s time to take your daily dose of vitamins and choke down another prepackaged meal that tastes more like chemicals than actual food, and your stomach doesn’t even have the decency to growl. You reluctantly pry yourself away from the evening’s entertainment, your eyes darting to the digital clock above the whiteboard to count down the minutes to your dinner alarm.

On the menu for tonight are three delicious options: chicken and potatoes, beef mac and cheese, or a warm and comforting bowl of sloppy, insipid oatmeal with apple slices that never quite rehydrate as the package promises.

Truth be told, everything tastes like a monotonous heap of nothingness, and you’re tempted to paint the walls with it instead.

Alas, when the clock chimes at you like an insouciant bird suddenly forgetting it hasn’t seen the sun in over a decade, you begrudgingly get up and continue with your daily routines, trapped in the monotony of it all.

Just as you are about to tear open your lavish foil packet of sustenance, a strange, unrecognizable sound echoes from the desk. At first, your heart skips a beat, mistaking the warbling sound for a warning alert, indicating a potential issue with the air ventilation system or some other critical failure in this sterile foxhole you’re forced to call home.

Despite this, as you plod your way across the frigid floor on your brisk return to the computer, you nearly trip over your own feet at what you discover.

It’s a chat box of some kind, from an interface you’ve never seen before.

A: Is anyone out there?

Your eyes strain as you read the unexpected message, the words blurring together until you’re finally jolted out of your trance by a second one.

A: Please tell me I’m not the only one left...

Gripped by the sudden fear that you might have quietly descended into madness, you blink hard, hoping the mirage might disappear so you can go about your riveting night with at least half your marbles intact.

A: God, it’s been so long since I’ve touched anyone, I forget what it feels like.

The chat box flickers impatiently, awaiting your response. Your fingers hover over the keyboard, unable to produce a reply.

This can’t be real.

You spent years curled up by the radio, desperate for human connection, and not a single living creature drifted along those frequencies. The possibility of finding other survivors through the computer disappeared when the population and all its infrastructure vanished into sheets of vapor.

The buzz of florescent bulbs above your head is making it difficult to concentrate. You glance up at the long-abandoned treadmill beckoning you to step aboard to bring some order to your lunacy. You contemplate it until the next message appears and captures your full attention, keeping you firmly planted in your seat.

A: I swear if I have to scarf down another bag of chili mac, I’m going to lose it.

This person knows exactly what you're going through, struck by the same hardships. Finally, your mind and body synchronize, and you regain sensation in your fingertips.

⚡️Does yours come with peppermints? Mine does. They taste like shit, but I’m building a chess set with the ones I can’t bear to eat.

A: Holy fuck.

⚡️I know. I don’t even remember how to play chess.

A: HOLY FUCK!

It’s your first meeting with something other than the lifeless mop tucked away in the cabinet, and you scold yourself for coming across so indifferently. There is still a part of you that remains convinced you are in some sort of dream.

A: I can’t believe it finally worked. Are you for real?

It’s a relevant question, one you’ve battled with for some time now if you’re honest.

⚡️I’ve wondered the same thing lately. Maybe I’m just trapped in a really bad dream, or the air ran out in my bunker and I’m dead as a motherfucker.

A: Seems like a cruel way to spend the afterlife.

⚡️You should try the oatmeal. If there’s a Hell, I’ve got about four hundred packets of it in my pantry.

You take another quick look at the clock, and it's been around five minutes since you last replied. It’s not that you expect this person to read you a bedtime story, but if you're feeling anxious about losing them already, there's no one around to criticize you for it.

A: The one with the apples, right?

Your heart leaps with pure exhilaration. Either your brain is playing tricks on you, reflecting your experience to keep you from bouncing off the walls, or this person is destined to become your closest companion.

⚡️Do they get stuck in your teeth, too?

Your kitchen timer is rattling angrily on the countertop, and you're unable to determine how much time has passed since it started buzzing. The fear inside you grows, convincing you that leaving at this moment would somehow sever the connection. Putting yourself in harm's way is a real possibility when you choose to skip a meal. In response, you decide to sprint there and back, unwilling to take any chances.

A: No, but that’s because I know how to cook them properly.

With a loud clatter, your porcelain bowl lands on the desk, and the sauce immediately oozes onto your mouse pad. An indignant huff escapes your chest as you lick your fingers clean and plop back into your chair, almost losing your balance as it threatens to roll away.

It's possible that you're not as offended as you initially thought, as a slight stinging feeling radiates through your cheeks. How long has it been since you last smiled?

⚡️Hold up, are you saying I don’t know how to cook?

A: Not necessarily. How would you rate your ability to read directions, though?

Giggles slip out of your mouth, catching you off guard. The stark contrast between the gloomy ambiance of the space and the vibrant, hopeful sound is startling. But something warm and playful rises inside you.

⚡️That’s it. I'm turning off my computer.

A: Please don’t go.

Even though you've never met this person, the desperation in their tone weighs heavily on you.

⚡️Don’t worry, I won’t. I was only kidding.

The response is lightning fast, leaving you no time to acknowledge your meal—steadily cooling and forming an unappetizing skin across the surface.

A: Oh. Okay. Well, good then. I was messing around too... the apples are the fucking worst.

You stare in disbelief at the conversation so far, your mind a chaotic blend of empty thoughts and a flood of words waiting to burst out.

⚡️I knew it. They weren’t any good even before they expired!

A: Do your gardens still work?

It's been forever since you had the chance to look after them. The systems malfunctioned early on and gone were the days of fresh vegetation. You cried yourself to sleep for weeks.

⚡️No gardens.

A: I’m sorry, that blows. Broken, or you never had them to begin with?

⚡️Yeah, the first one. A while ago, now.

Your bowl of goop sits untouched as you reminisce about running your fingers over the lush, waxy leaves.

A: I’ll share my apples with you. Got any books over there?

Regardless of your unwillingness to accept it, your bunker boasts an extensive collection of literature that you have diligently read from cover to cover. Since the universe only gives so much at a time, you jest.

⚡️I hear the postal system is on hiatus. Any chance you were in bumfuck Montana when the world fell apart?

Her answer is so electrifying that it sends shivers racing from your scalp down to your toes and you have to steady your breathing before you can fully absorb the details.

A: Born and raised. I’m Abby, by the way. It’s really nice to meet you.

#abby the last of us #abby tlou #abby x fem!reader #abby x reader #abby x you #tlou abby #lesbian #abby anderson #tlou part 2

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iikatsukii · 1 year

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betray, believe.

synopsis: you are beyond pissed off at ao’nung for leaving your twin outside the reefs. how can you trust someone who continues to betray you?

pairings: ao’nung x loak’stwin!reader

warnings: cussin’ thats it. oh and minor violence and one a drop of blood.

word count: 2.9k

a/n: yall i don't know what this is so please don't ask

you had felt stabbed in the back before. it isn't a pleasant feeling when you trust someone and they end up betraying you. but no matter how in love with ao'nung you were. this was the final straw for you.

you had been crying all day, arguing with and avoiding ao'nung because your twin, lo'ak, was missing.

"ao'nung, leave me alone!!" you screamed over your shoulder, walking away from the metkayina boy who was trying to walk after you.

"y/n, please just listen to me. it was a mistake. it was meant to be a harmless prank–" you cut him off, appalled by what he was saying.

"mistake? harmless prank? leaving my twin brother outside the reef was a fucking joke to you, ao'nung? in case you do not fucking remember, WE ARE NOT FROM HERE! we do not know how to get around, and we do not know the outside of the reefs!! so how the fuck did you even think that he would be able to find his way back? let alone defend himself with no weapon! did you even think before you did this? did you think about how i would've felt if he got hurt–?" every curse word was punctuated with a shove to ao'nung's chest, but you couldn't even finish your sentence, getting choked up at the thought of your brother being hurt. more than sad, you were furious.

you had told ao'nung time and time again that you wanted to give him a chance but that he had to get over the childish beef he had with your twin brother lo'ak and your sister kiri. he would repeatedly promise to leave them alone, and you would foolishly believe him. every single time one of your siblings came back, telling you that ao'nung had messed with them, it felt like you were being stabbed in the back all over again. it didn't feel good, and you ensured that you gave the boy an earful after every incident.

but this time was different.

ao'nung had left your twin outside the reef, alone, with no weapons and no way home. lo'aks ilu showed up injured earlier, the healers immediately trying to tend to its wounds. however, the imagery of the blood trailing behind the ilu could only bring paranoid thoughts to your head.

if his ilu barely made it alive. then what happened to your brother.

the boy who had fallen head over heels for you was conflicted. of course, he wasn't thinking about how you would've felt. he was just thinking about getting back at your brother for the brawl they had earlier. but never in a million years did he think you would've reacted this bad. granted, your reaction was 100% valid. if someone he loved had done this to his sister, he wouldn't have even given them a chance to ask for forgiveness. yet here you were, willingly arguing with him, giving him a chance to explain himself even though he knows all his sorrys and pleas are falling on deaf ears.

"y/n, i am sorry. i will do anything. please just let me explain." ao'nung was desperate. you had been like a breath of fresh air the second he spoke to you. he has never found anything that's made him happier than you. he couldn't lose you because of a stupid mistake.

before you could say another word, the horns of the clan were blown, indicating the missing person had been found. you couldn't tell if your heart sank or grew warm.

he's okay

your brother is back, and he's alive. he's okay

you ran to where you noticed villagers gathering, seeing lo'ak thanking the man for returning him to shore.

"lo'ak," you called, running over to your twin, pulling him into the tightest hug possible before hearing him wince, pulling back just as fast.

"oh my gosh, are you okay? are you hurt?" right now, you felt more like lo'ak's mom than his twin sister, but it made him happy to see that someone had actually been worried about him being gone. ignoring your question, lo'ak rested a hand on the back of your head, bringing your face to his chest as he pet your head, soothing the sobs you left out.

"i'm sorry for worrying you, baby sister." lo'ak said, looking down at you. in all honesty, he was just as worried about you as you were about him. all he could think about was if they were messing with you and kiri while he was abandoned out at sea.

you scoffed, pushing your brother back. "i'm not a baby; we're twins."

your conversation was interrupted by the arrival of the chief, his wife, and his son. you glared at ao'nung, ready to out him for his actions, but your brother, face looking just as mad as you, started walking towards the boy who had faced your rage earlier. your father was quick to get to the scene, though, preventing lo'ak from doing anything stupid.

"woah, woah, let me get a look at you, yeah?" barely briefly looking over his son, jake spoke to the people once more. "he's fine! just a few scratches." your father announced, causing you to roll your eyes. your mother approaches swiftly to see her youngest son standing, alive and safe.

"i pray for the strength that i will not pluck the eyeballs out of my youngest son–" but you cut your mother, startling everyone.

"lo'ak has done nothing wrong," you said out loud. "this was not his fault, and you will not punish him for something that is someone else's wrongdoing," you said, making eye contact with ao'nung as you spoke.

"y/n is right. my son knows better than to take him outside the reef." tonowari pushed his son down by his neck, the boy kneeling in apology. "the blame is his."

you sighed, happy that tonowari wasn't making this a bigger issue than it needed to be. you were ready to hear ao'nung's apology until you heard a different voice speak up.

"no. this is not ao'nungs fault. this was my idea. he tried to talk me out of it. really–" your brother spoke up.

"really? lo'ak te suli tsyeyk'itan do not say lies. he took you there and left you defenseless, knowing you know nothing about the reefs. it is his fault alone, and i will not allow you to take the blame for this." you were stubborn. why was lo'ak trying to take the blame?

"no, y/n. it was me– AH!" jake grabbed lo'ak's arm way harder than necessary.

"this was your idea, boy–" jake was cut off by a loud hiss, unsure of where it had come from until he looked towards you. your fangs were bared, and your eyes shot knives into your father's.

you had never hissed before. never a day in your life. unlike the rest of your family, you always wanted to choose peace over war. but for your brother, you would go to war and back if it meant protecting him. you were tired of how your father treated you like his perfect little princess but then treated your twin like he was nothing but scum to this family. your hiss shocked everyone; it was vicious, cruel, and protective. not many noticed, but you even had your hand near your bone knife, ready to draw it if your dad decided to test your resolve anymore.

"let him go. you are not about to take him home so you can degrade him like you have done every single day of his life." your voice dripped with malice, 100% directed toward your father. everyone around you remained speechless. "how can you call yourself a father when all you do is give your children orders. this is a fucking family, and until you get that through that thick ass skull of yours, you may not lay another hand on my brother, so i suggest you remove your hand before i do it for you, jake sully," calling your father by his real name is what turned on the lights on jakes brain. he started to realize how orderly he treated his kids, never really allowing them to be kids.

the target of your rage changed quickly as you grabbed your bone knife, turned, and pounced on ao'nung. the boy lands on his back, his hands up in surrender as you held your knife to his neck. nobody bothered to try to remove you from the boy, deeming you out of control and not wanting you to unnecessarily injure anyone. ronal saw how tonowari was going to remove you from his son but halted his actions.

"–and you, ao'nung, how can you call yourself the future leader of this clan when you put the lives of innocent people who seek refuge in your clan in anger? is this what the metkayina are to expect of their future leader? how could you endanger someone who has no knowledge of life in the water? hm? what would you have done if he died ao'nung? because i sure know what i would've done if he had–" you said, pressing your knife into his neck harder, noticing crimson starting to reach the surface. before you could do any real damage, your mother pulled you off the boy.

"excuse us." neytiri said as she dragged her twins home into their mauri. she pulled all the curtains, closing all the flaps, so their family could have some privacy.

"are you crazy!!? holding a knife to the olo'eyktans' son's neck!? are you trying to get us kicked out of this clan?!" your mother scolded, hitting you upside your head. you hissed back at her, pissed that she even had the nerve to question your actions right now.

"why are you always so concerned with reputation and practice and people. WORRY ABOUT YOUR DAMN KIDS. LO'AK COULDVE DIED," you yelled back.

"he didn't. he's fine-" your father tried to interject, but you interrupted him.

"and that's exactly your fucking problem, sully. he. could. have. died. and all you can think of is 'well he didn't. he's fine' FUCK THAT. YOU DON'T CARE THAT YOU ALMOST LOST YOUR SON?!" you asked the man before you, who you were beyond pissed off at.

"i do care, y/n. also, i am your father. watch how you speak to me, young lady."

"if you're a father, then fucking act like one instead of acting like quaritch. if you wanna be a man who gives orders and doesn't care about the lives of others, then fine. but i am done. WE are done," you finished your sentence, grabbing your brother's wrist as the two of you called for your ilus. lo'ak said he wanted to show you something, so the two of you swam back out to three brothers rock.

that night you met payakan, and both you and lo'ak bonded with the tulkun.

the next few days came and went, and you felt like things were starting to change.

your father apologized to all of you. he called a family meeting, apologizing to each of his kids individually for his wrongdoings as a father. not only did he apologize, though, but he also started being a father. he would go hunting with neteyam, focusing on enjoying time with his son rather than correcting his form and nagging him for missing a shot. he would go with kiri to the spirit tree so she could connect to it just so he could make sure she was safe. he would play on the beach with tuk, splashing around with her, playing any silly games she asked him to play.

you felt like a family. he had especially been trying to make it up to you and lo'ak, your brother, more than you. it was a bit weird for lo'ak at first, but once he got comfortable, they were inseparable.

now that all is right with your family, it gives you more time to think about yourself and the empty feeling in your heart. you sat alone on the shore, allowing the tide to brush against your legs as you stared into the sea.

"y/n," the voice was one you hadn't heard in a while. mainly because you had been avoiding the boy, but you knew this intervention was inevitable.

"what do you want, fish boy." hearing you call him by the old insult you used to call him hurt, but he didn't comment on it because he knew he deserved it.

"i know my apologies mean nothing to you. but please just hear me out. i promise after this, if you really want, i won't ever speak to you again, just let me make peace with you. please," you could hear how hoarse his voice was, almost as if he had been crying before he got here. you turned to look at him, his red puffy eyes confirming your suspicions.

"you have sixty seconds to explain yourself," you told the boy, not really in the mood to hear his excuses. when you noticed he hadn't moved from where he stood, you looked over your shoulder.

"fifty-nine…" you said menacingly, but it got the boy out of whatever trance he was in. he quickly came to sit next to you, clearing his throat as he began to speak.

"sevin, look, i am so sorry, okay? i know that means nothing to you right now, but i really do mean it." the boy started. his hand came up to the bandage on his neck, bringing him back to that night. he wasn't the slightest bit upset that you had almost killed him. in fact, he was about to accept fate had you dragged the knife across his throat. "i have been thinking about what you said that night, and you are right. to behave like that as someone who is supposed to lead this clan is unacceptable. i made sure my father issued the proper punishments for myself and the guys who helped me." you scoffed, rolling your eyes at his words. so what? he got punished. if it were up to you, you would've taken his ass to the forest and left him there, just like he did your brother, to give him a taste of his own medicine.

"i have also been training like crazy because i want to be an olo'eyktan worthy of serving and protecting my people and my family. i want to be worthy enough to protect you. so please let me prove myself to you. y/n, you are the light of my life. from the day you got here, i have been drawn to you, so please let me earn your forgiveness." he said, putting a hand on your shoulder. you shrugged him off, shying away, not wanting to meet his eyes.

and then his hand guided your chin, turning your face so the two of you made eye contact.

"let me earn you, y/n. i will court you the way an omatikayan man should–"

"you know nothing of the omatikaya ways." you hissed. there was no real bite to it as you processed his words. though you were still upset, you could see how genuine he was being. he really was trying, and you hated how your heart begged you to believe him this one last time.

"i will ask your father and your brothers for help. right after, i ask for their forgiveness and their blessing. i want to do this right, but only you're willing to let me." it felt like falling all over again. you were so internally conflicted, you wanted to hate him, but you wanted to love him. wanted to punch and kiss him. wanted to bury him but also marry him and have his kids. your brain and your heart were at war.

he's only lied to you.

but you're in love with him.

he's not trustworthy.

everyone makes mistakes.

who's to say he isn't lying now?

i can see it in his eyes.

"you're being honest?" you asked him breathlessly.

you don't know when your body turned to face him or when you placed your hands on his cheeks, but it only helped you look into his eyes.

"i swear my life on it. i want nothing more than to make you happy, sevin. seeing you cry and upset, i never want to see you unhappy ever again. especially if it is my own doing." ao'nung made sure he didn't break eye contact with you so you could read into him, allowing himself to be an open book.

"how did you know i would forgive you?" you asked, unsure of how he knew you would forgive him before you knew you would forgive him.

"you are wearing the apology gifts i have been sending you. the top, that bracelet, the shells in your hair. you even have the beads in your braids, sevin. i knew that even if you didn't realize, you still harbored a small bit of love for me, so i knew if i tried just one more time, maybe, just maybe, you would realize it too." you held the boy you loved close to you, sighing as your heart once again felt complete.

"i am so sorry, sevin–"

"ao'nung, if you apologize to me one more time, i swear i will feed you to my ikran for lunch tomorrow," you said as you leaned against him. ao'nung hesitated for a second before allowing himself to relax against your touch. you had forgiven him, so there was no reason to be tense anymore. from here on, he had vowed to himself to never be the reason you wore anything a smile.

#ao'nung x reader #ao'nung #avatar x reader #avatar the way of water #avatar wotw #avatar 2 #avatar #awotw x reader #awotw #awow x reader #atwow x you #atwow x reader #lo'ak x twin!reader #i have a thing for twins leave me alone #you'll never not be a twin in the sully family

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harventheblorbo · 1 year

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Hey there! Im loving your stuff for Tfp and Avatar! Can I get a Platonic Jake sully x Metkayina reader? Essentially, reader is around 17-18, extremely confrontational and aggressive, being one of the strongest & ticked off by the Sully’s arrival. A small petty rivalry forms between the two, despite Jake knowing it was stupid to beef with a kid. But as he learns more about them, and after Neteyam’s death, he starts to take them under his wing?

Tysm for reading! I hope it’s not to long a request!

Platonic Jake sully x Metkayina Reader! ➥

Containing; Jake Sully, and Metkayina Reader.

___ is gender neutral and apart of the Metkayina clan.

Warning; death of Neteyam. Avatar twow spoilers

Whenever the sully family came into the reef, it ticked you off. They could have gone anywhere else but it had to be at your clan. Why couldn't they go somewhere else? It pissed you off and it would be safe to say that almost everything made you upset

Nothing really made you happy. Only the emotion of anger controlled your blood. The only time you got rest is when you slept. Legend says that sometimes you could be angry in your sleep.

No one really wanted to be your friend and you were chill with that. No annoying asshole could bother you and use being a friend as an excuse to bother you.

So, whenever Jake approached you because you merely walked by the other Metkayina kids to talk to you, it ticked you off as well. Jake kept pushing your buttons and you were hitting your limit.

He basically now dragged you everywhere he went. That included his hut. When you met his family, you liked Kiri and Neytiri the most as they knew how keep their mouth shut. The rest was annoying babies compared to you.

You got used to being around the sully’s and liked poking them and having fun with them from time to time. It started to grow on you. Each family member was started to become your family

When neteyam died, it was devastating. Even thought you only knew him for a few months, he felt like a peice of your soul and now that he left, it left you in denial.

Jake saw the pain when you were dealing with the grief. He felt bad and he related to you in a way that he could see his children in pain the same way that you were.

He invited you to family meetings and events and basically made you warm up to the others fast

#avatar x reader #avatar jake #jake sully #avatar twow spoilers #tw spoilers

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risottoneroo · 2 years

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I read your Mista tiddyfuck fic and oh my god my brain melted! May we ask the same for Jotaro?

a/n: absofuckinglutely. however this one did get away from me. wish i was sorry

WARNINGS: MINORS DNI, NSFW, titfucking, questionable dynamics, slight verbal degradation, teasing

You tied the strings of your bikini around your neck, looking up at yourself in the mirror. You were really glowing, you had to admit. Being on a vacation for your PhD research was doing you some good. You were a marine biology student, working on a thesis about sharks. Your school had paid for you to visit the Caribbean for the entire summer in order to research the specific kind of shark you’d focused on in their natural habitat.

It was truly eye opening. Blacktip reef sharks behaved very differently in the wild than they did in your research facilities up north, and it was really beefing up your thesis defense. You were excited to continue your research. All the swimming and time in the sun had toned your body and given you a soft glow that you were enjoying as well. You didn’t lack attention from men, but there was one you had your eye on. The unfortunate part was that he was your thesis advisor.

Jotaro Kujo was acclaimed in the marine biology world for his thesis on the Morioh starfish. He’d made many groundbreaking discoveries, and you were so excited to discover he was your advisor. But nobody had told you he was so hot. You’d developed a crush on him, which was only made worse by spending so much time together. You’d caught his eyes lingering on occasion, but had never been lucky enough to catch him alone for long. This trip would change that. It had been a week, and you were ready to make your move.

The first part of your strategy was the string bikini. You’d somehow finangled a day off, and also convinced Jotaro to come with you to free dive and drink on the boat provided by the university. Something convinced you he was no stranger to breaking the rules. All you needed was to push him a bit, and the bikini was the perfect move. It supported your breasts surprisingly well, and would hold together just enough that you could ask him to retie it often without having a true wardrobe malfunction. You looked at yourself in the mirror again and blew a kiss. Perfect.

You opened your bag and checked inside. Food for lunch and dinner, beer, and rum. Perfect.

You trotted out of your hotel room and down the hall. Your hotel was a local business that survived on being quaint and clean. It even still had real room keys for everyone. You and Jotaro had exchanged the extra key, in case anyone needed something. You knocked twice on his door, then slid the key into the lock and opened the door. “Doctor Kujo, are you decent-?”

He was not. He was coming out of his bathroom in only a towel, and when he saw you, he froze. The towel slipped, and you caught a glimpse of black, wiry pubic hair surrounding his soft cock. You flushed red and turned away. “I’m so sorry!”

He sighed softly. “Y/N, we agreed that the keys were for emergencies. Not barging into my room because you’re impatient.”

You nodded, not trusting yourself to speak. You were still turned away from him, staring back out at the hallway. He sighed again, and you could hear him getting frustrated. “Good fucking grief. Close the damn door and sit down. You’re already here.”

You nodded and closed the door. You turned back towards him. He’d picked up the towel, but still wasn’t covering himself. He turned towards his dresser, offering a tempting glance of his soft cock from the side. His endowment was impressive, even flaccid, hanging heavily between his legs. Your mouth watered and you looked away. He snapped his fingers. “Hey. Y/N. Sit down. You’re ready to go, so it looks like you’ll have to wait.”

You cleared your throat and looked back at him. “I shouldn’t stay if you’re-”

He tilted his head, a glint in his eye. “Naked? Like you haven’t thought about it before. Sit on the bed until I’m ready.”

You sat.

He pulled out a tight “jammer style” suit, sliding it up his muscular legs and over his cock. It clung to his body perfectly, cupping his bulge. You swallowed hard and looked away. Watching him was turning you on, and you shifted a little bit. Why was he showing off?

Jotaro’s soft chuckle caught your attention, and when you looked at him, that same glint was in his eyes. “You thought you had me by the balls, didn’t you? Thought I didn’t know why you were asking me to go free diving and drinking? I wasn’t born yesterday.”

You opened your mouth, and he cut you off. “I was married, but I’m sure you know that. And I’m sure all of you coeds jump at that past tense, too.”

He approached you slowly, stretching his arms over his head. He gripped your jaw in his hand. “Nothing to say now, huh?”

You blinked. “Doctor Kujo, I’m sure I don’t know-”

He chuckled and let you go. “Don’t know what I’m talking about? That’s funny. I’ll play your game. You’re interesting, and I enjoy your company. We can do this.”

You were confused, to say the least, but you decided to go along. Jotaro shouldered his bag, which you assumed had your diving gear and towels. “Let’s go.”

You followed him wordlessly. He led you out of the hotel and across the street, to where your boat was docked. He stood at the wheel and started the boat, and you sat next to him. You stayed quiet until he started up the boat and you were well on your way to the reef you’d planned to dive on that day. “So, I’m not in trouble?”

Jotaro chuckled and looked over at you. His blue eyes were unfathomable. “With the university? No. But with me? That may be a different story.”

You swallowed. “I don’t know if that’s preferable.”

His deep chuckle sounded again. “It’s preferable to being kicked out of your program for making advances on your advisor. I think you’re very intelligent, and it would be a waste to deprive the world of your discoveries simply because you saw me naked a few times.”

He cut the engine. You’d reached the reef. He stood and looked down at you. You cleared your throat. “I’ve only seen you naked once.”

He reached out and traced your cheek from your temple to your chin. “I also think you’re very attractive. If today goes the way I suspect it will, you’ll see me naked a few more times.”

You shivered. You were definitely losing control. You stood, still about a foot shorter than him, and looked him in the eye. “Then let’s start by leveling the playing field.”

Keeping eye contact, you untied the strings on your bikini and let the top fall. His pupils dilated, but his eyes stayed locked on yours. You reached for the string at the bottom and pulled them free of your body. You held your swimsuit bottoms up to him, smiling. His whole body was tense. You’d regained control. “Well, Doctor Kujo. I think that makes us even.”

He made a move to grab you, but you slipped his grasp and jumped into the ocean.

The water was quiet and cool, a perfect contrast to the blazing heat of the Caribbean around you. You relished the feeling on your bare skin, and sank deeper into the blue.

You heard a loud splash, and turned. Jotaro was in the water now, sans his own swimsuit. You grinned at him and swam away, but he was fast. His hands closed on your waist and pulled you to the surface. You both breached the water, face to face. He tilted his head. “I’ve wanted to do this for a while.”

You giggled. “Skinnydip with me?”

He growled. “No, this.”

He grabbed your face in both hands and kissed you hard. You kissed back fervently and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in closer. His skin was warm against yours. You could feel his cock against your thighs, slowly thickening. When you wrapped your legs around his waist and slid your tongue into his mouth, he groaned and broke the kiss. “Get back on the boat.”

You nodded, clambering up the ladder and onto the deck. He followed, now towering over you again. He grabbed you from behind, pulling you to his chest. You could feel his cock pressing into your back. He was fully hard and throbbing. “Bend over the side of the boat and stay there.”

You nodded, and he released you. You bent over, gripping the side and wiggling your ass at him. You expected him to slide his cock inside you, so it was a surprise when you felt his tongue sliding over your cunt. You moaned, knees shaking already. “Fuck-”

He chuckled softly, pulling back. “Your pussy tastes good. Good girl.”

He smacked your ass roughly and went back to licking your cunt, his tongue sliding back and forth over your clit. He was talented. You were already gushing over his face. “D-Doctor Kujo, that’s so fucking good-”

He started flicking your clit back and forth faster, and you shuddered. “Oh fuck-”

He moaned, his hands gripping your hips and pulling your pussy harder onto his face. You felt your knees threatening to give out. You gripped the side of the boat with white knuckles, moaning louder. “O-Oh, yeah- Yeah-!”

He growled, licking you harder. Your thighs shook. “Fuck, fuck!”

His grip on your hips was bruising you, but you relished in it. Your stomach was tightening up, and you gasped out, “Doctor Kujo, I’m gonna cum-”

He pulled back, his thumb resuming his tongue’s pace on your clit. “Cum on my fucking face, baby. Be a good girl.”

He leaned back in, his hand sliding back to your hip and his tongue flicking your clit. You squealed and came hard. Your pussy gushed all over his face, running down your thighs. He moaned, one hand moving from your hip to grip his cock. Your orgasm rocked your body hard, and you were trembling when he finally pulled away.

You slid down to rest on your knees, breathing heavily. He pulled you to his chest. “You were so good for me.”

You nodded, catching your breath. “Thank you, Doctor Kujo.”

He kissed your cheek and stood. “I’ve thought about this for a while.”

He stepped around you and cupped your cheek. “So pretty on your knees like that.”

You drank in the praise, leaning into his touch. “What are you going to do?”

He smiled wickedly. “Those tits of yours look starved for attention. Sit up.”

You obeyed, and he cupped them in his hands gently. “Perfect.”

He pushed them together, practically salivating. His cock bobbed, clearly deprived of touch. You leaned in and licked up the underside, and he groaned loudly. “Dirty girl.”

You smiled up at him. “Do you want to fuck my big tits, Doctor Kujo?”

He nodded. “For a long time.”

You leaned up, presenting yourself. “Do it.”

His cock twitched, precum drooling from the slit. “Fuck.”

He thrust between your tits, his precum lubricating his way. You hummed softly, watching as his tip emerged from between your tits. “Does that feel good on your big cock, Doctor Kujo?”

He gasped. “F-Fuck yes. It feels so fucking good-”

He began to buck his hips, his thighs shaking. “Goddamn-”

He threw his head back, squeezing your tits tighter around him. “F-Fuck- unh-”

His thrusts sped up, making him moan loudly. “Oh, yes- Oh- Unh- hah- Fuck!”

He looked down at you with hazy eyes. “Fuck, you’re taking my cock between your fucking tits- G-Good girl, good girl- Hunh-”

You bit your lip, watching him thrust desperately. “Cum on my face, Doctor Kujo-”

He gasped and moaned, cock pulsing hard. “Fuck yeah- Unh- Gonna cum- Gonna cover that pretty fucking face-”

He rammed home, cock throbbing and jumping. “C-Cumming-! Cumming so fucking- UNH-!”

You closed your eyes just in time for his first rope of cum to land on your cheek. Jotaro was gasping and bucking shallowly, the biggest orgasm of his life washing over him. “Cumming on that fucking face- fucking slut- Unh- Unh-”

His vision whited out, and he staggered back. You opened your eyes and pulled him back in, sucking his cock into your mouth and milking the last few spurts. He panted, hanging onto the side of the boat. “F-Fuck.”

You pulled back and looked up at him. “Good?”

He nodded. “Good.”

You smirked. “Now I need to wash this off.”

Jotaro chuckled. “Probably.”

#jojo #my writing #jojo kimyou na bouken #jojo's anime #jojo's bizarre adventure #jotaro #jotaro kujo #kujo jotaro #jotaro smut #jotaro x reader #kujo jotaro x reader #jotaro kujo x reader #diamond is unbreakable #diu #this takes place after diu but shrug #jojo fanfiction #jojo smut #spicey #jojo fanfic

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be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie · 1 year

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A continuation of my Sign Language tale since you asked what would happen when they learn the others' Sign Language:

The one major disadvantage that Ao'nung and his pals have is that they actually have to teach the Sullys their clan's Sign Language, so while the Sullys are quickly able to catch on to their taunts (thanks a lot Tsireya) they still have virtually no idea what the siblings are saying to them. Sure, Neteyam will correct them when they're doing a sign wrong ("if they're going to mock us they might as well do it correctly, Lo'ak") but he never actually tells them what the sign means.

Thus begins the pursuit of knowledge. I feel like Ao'nung not only really doesn't like being at a disadvantage but also both hates and has a fascination with new things at the same time, so with Tsireya's encouragement they actually begin to learn the Sign Language of the forest na'vi along with teaching them theirs. However, there can never be peace between this boy and Lo'ak no matter how amicable they act towards one another, and because of this what Tsireya and Neteyam hoped would be a fun bit of culture exchange has now become a challenge to see who can learn the most.

Picture if you will:

"Okay, who the hell taught Rotxo the sign for 'bird'? Was it you, Kiri? I fucking know it was you, Kiri!"

"Oh no, you've caught me. How dare I share such sacred knowledge with a mere plebeian. May Eywa strike me where I stand."

"It's not about that and you know it! He told Ao'nung, Kiri! Ao'nung! That absolute dicksack learnt the word for bird in OS before I did in MS! I swear it's like his only two settings are smug asshole and smugger asshole!"

Spider: "Hey, we have four fingers and a thumb you know."

"Yes, Spider, because I often find myself forgetting one of the two most prominent features that makes me stand out. Thank you for reminding me."

"Anytime, I'm giver. Anyways, why not just show him those signs you, your dad and Kiri use? He'll literally never be able to do them correctly."

". . . This is a valid option. You think I could get Dad to plan along?

*Jake off in a corner somewhere* "hehe, let us sew the seeds of chaos."

KSKSKSK I love the chaos of this.

I think Jake would go along with it 1000% because as @alexihollis stated yesterday in her newest Spider Sully update, Jake has been holding a grudge against Ao'nung ever since the reef incident and he will continue to do so. Neytiri and Neteyam continuously bully him for his one sided beef against a teenage boy.

#jake in the corner sharpening a knife: ao'nung did what??#jake to ao'nung like every day: loser says what?#ao'nung: what?#jake: haha nothing #ao'nung #lo'ak sully #neteyam sully #tsireya #kiri sully #rotxo #miles spider socorro #spider socorro #jake sully #avatar #avatar the way of water #james cameron avatar #melissa's asks #melissa on avatar (cameron)

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americaisdead · 9 months

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cindy's restaurant. eagle rock, los angeles. august 2023

#tag christof #america is dead #on the road #diner #coffee #beef and reef #leica m #28mm #voigtlander

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leyia · 1 year

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𝐍𝐚’𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ’𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐧 (𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐲)

/𝑃𝐴𝑅𝑇 𝑇𝑊𝑂

Summary: having fulfilled the Tsaheylu with Neteyam, it was decided to keep the relationship a secret. However, you were oblivious that someone had been watching all along.

Pairings: Neteyam x Metkayina!FemOc

Word count: Oneshot spin-off (short)

Warnings/notes: established relationship, suggestive fluff, beef with Aonung’s gang, kids fighting (chaos), jealous Nete, Na’vi expressions (self-explanatory)

“Don’t go anywhere near my daughter, Sully”

You were found out. Both parents were at a loss for words. They disapproved of the whole affair with Neteyam, manifestly because of bad timing. The news was echoed like sea tides, swiftly widespread among the Awa’atlu. Up until reaching Jake’s ears. After fervently lashing out at his son for causing further trouble, your lover could barely meet your blubbering eyes, head hanged low as he left the family’s marui.

Tonowari made it clear that disobeying the given order of distancing, leaving to find Teyam covertly would get his familiars evicted from the reef territory, perpetually. You had no say in this decision, as Father’s intention was to pick a man befitting the position of his future son in-law. Though, you didn’t want any other man. Regardless, ballant public attempts of courting soon ensued in waves.

Many Na’vi males festered up with gifts in hand and dripping honey syrup praise, wishing to prove themselves alongside arranged marriage proposals, but to no avail. Gents had their hopes witnessing your mate laying low, taking the freedom of acting out on their impulses. Soberly knowing that the forest boy was heavily kept in check, with his righteous title still left lingering as an unofficial binding. However this only made you shrivel back into your shell, their efforts would bear no fruition, you would choose no other than him.

“I told you to leave her alone, Freak”

That was the last shove Neteyam needed to send a flying iron punch into Aonung’s loose jawline. Thus getting in a heated brawl with his previously snickering friends. Lo’ak had already been eagerly awaiting the ready signal to knock some sense into them for insulting Kiri, of “demon blood” or whatnot. However, having to explain themselves about who drew the first blow in presence of two Chief Ole’eyktans was certainly a lesser fun activity.

As the most adept healer in this situation, You were unavoidably called for to mend the half-baked dimwits, and tend to their wounds. It wasn’t easy nevertheless. Aonung didn’t even bother looking at you while patching him up, too embarrassed that you intuitively and unspokenly knew he was guilty of leaking your private ventures with a certain blue boy.

“I’m sorry sis”

You purposefully pushed down on his now opened cut, at which he stiffly winced

“Ow! Okay, okay I didn’t really mean it, but he still totally deserved it-“

*smack*

“Watch it, I already have a headache as it is. Go apologise, now”

With that, he didn’t utter another word, scurrying towards the opening of your tent. As you were intently cleaning the aid material. It took long to notice the approaching footsteps of another. Looking up, your dainty eyes widened at the towering sight of who stood there waiting.

“Neteyam.”

Before you could even treat him, he spun you in a yearning kiss which took you by the heels. Hardly have you ever seen your Teyam this needy, deepening the first innocent onslaught into a feverishly make-out session that led you breaking away for air. But he was relentless by chasing after your glossy lips and leaving peppermint pecks all over. All before resting in the crevice of your neck, chest heaving unsteadily with it’s every rise and fall.

“I missed you, yawne”

“Nìteng tìyawn, but we’re not allowed to meet this way. Father will see-“

“I’ve proved myself to him, he’s accepted me as his son”

“He what? How upon Eywa-?” the news barely ringed into your ears. You couldn’t conceive it, after just a few eclipses apart he managed to persuade your indomitable dad into giving up and ceding his daughter to whom he refused so ardently?

“Jake helped me out, we’ve made a promise to the Metkayina, unifying our Clans. I’ve also passed a few trials, so uh, some pampering could help me regain strength…”

Joy filled your chest as you caught your mate in a melting embrace. Relishing in the moment, you remembered all the little instances captured of him visibly jealous and about to ravage flocking suitors, or help out your community. Chuckling to yourself, you thanked Eywa for leading Neteyam into your life. Placing one last chaste kiss onto his temple, you rested your head there, eyes closed.

“Nga yawne lu oer. Yours truly, always”.

#twotw #avatar #pandora #james cameron #oneshot #neteyam #y/n #navi oc #navi x reader #metkayina

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Going to my first Sharks game of the preseason tomorrow!!! So thought I would drop a general reminder that I have a San Jose Barracuda sideblog at @pacific-coast-hockey where I am thristing after the oldest and ugliest men on the planet, clowning on and/or beefing with 20 year old rookies, and doing the worst liveblogging of all time from the home games. Also if you are ever at the Reef and see a guy walking around in a Sieloff Cuda jersey and Sharks pride hat doublefisting Pure Leaf iced tea, that's me, say hi.

#fresno oilers.txt #bb cuda

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⋆˚ ⁭ ✧. ┊┊ MUNDAY ASKS;; arcencielreve asked: 🍝 🍦 🍰 🤗 😗 💯

🍝 — favorite food(s)?

I loveeeee chicken or beef teriyaki. Anything with Teriyaki. It's so good omg! Especially at this one Japanese restaurant my friends and I go to, their dishes are divine!

🍦 — favorite ice cream flavor(s)?

I love Kawartha Dairy's Moose Tracks flavour lately! I also love Spider-man flavour, bolero, cotton candy- omg Banana cream pie flavour from one of our local factories. Amazing!

🍰 — favorite sweet(s)/dessert(s)?

I love me some mini eggs! oh, a good cheesecake too! Lemon-flavoured desserts!

🤗 — are there any rpc mutuals that you’d like to meet irl?

I would absolutely LOVE to meet @arcencielreve you of course, @astraltm, @galaxietm, @starsmuserainbow, @wintersovereign, @sparesovereign (not mutuals here, but you are on my jack frost blog. I'm counting it ghfdbghsf) @murkyhazed, HONESTLY, anyone that's on my affiliates list. You guys have my heart.

😗 — what are some of your favorite things to do when you have some time to yourself?

What you mean, bestie. my whole day is time to myself. Life of the unemployedddd. So uh, what I do throughout the day? xD Sometimes I bake goodies and give half to my friends. Play videogames. Been watching the Friends of Big Bear Valley Eagle Cams the last like...3 weeks? So they're on my screen from when I wake up to when they sleep. I like to drawwww. Maybe take a nap???

💯 — share three random facts about yourself that your mutuals may not know about you.

I hate socks despite having a huge reusable bag full of them. (No space in my small dresser for them. So I have them in a bag in my closet... That bag is an Official Beatles Love tote bag from Las Vegas when my parents went there for my Dad's work vacation with the company employees.) ---

Back in the day I was friends with Nick.Groff from Ghost.Adventures on face.book and one summer we had just gone to Fort.Erie, and we had our own experiences there. We even had the same tour guide as the GAC team. But I messaged Nick.Groff about Fort.Erie and how haunted it was and that the team should check it out. The next season that aired had a Fort.Erie episode!!! No longer friends with Nick on face.book because the man went squirrely. I don't blame the GAC crew for continuing without him. ---

Why am I struggling with this... sitting here for an hour trying to think of things to write out??? Who the heck am I. uhhhh-- I love the idea of the ocean. The deep sea creatures and the colourful coral reefs! Meanwhile I am TERRIFIED of outer space. Which is ironic because we know more about space than the sea.

|| @arcencielreve

#:☆: random babbling ( out of character )#:☆: we just got a letter! i wonder who it's from? ( inbox )

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Mahi: hey boss.....

Neta: hey Mahi. Today is going to be really busy. Summer just started and the ankle biters are out of school so-

Mahi: there's this guy

Neta:............. gooooo oooooon

Warabi: ohhhhhhh I need to hear this!

Mahi: so there's this guy and he's really nice. I mean he's not nice but he's not an asshole...... well he's not mean to me. That's all I'm going to say. I like him I think he likes me but I don't-

Warabi: here's what you need to do. You need to let them talk. Don't say anything just listen to what he likes. Their favorite color, what they like to eat celebrity crush. What's their favorite TV show. You can tell a lot about a person when they talk about their favorite wife on ' The real housewives of foam bay'. My favorite was Shelly because she always started shit with the wives. Cod she really stirred the pot!

Mahi: I don't think He watches that show

Warabi: Oh....he. sounds like trash you should dump him.

Neta: I agree with Warabi he doesn't sound like a good boyfriend. Who doesn't like that show?! Tho I prefer Reef she was headstrong and had a sharp tongue on her. I love that in a woman.

Mahi: I'm not even dating him yet!! That's why I came to you so I can! Can we stop talking about the show?!

Neta: ok ok.... Warabi was right about the listening part, but you actually need listen to their complaints. What do they hate? Who do they hate? Listen to their problems, what stresses them out, What makes them angry? While they're complaining Make sure you acknowledge them while they're complaining. You know throw a little 'ah uh' and 'okay' and make sure you throw in little 'oh that sucks' let them know that you're listening to them makes them feel heard. Also observe them pay attention to certain things their quirks there beige flags. Make sure they notice it too. You get what I'm saying. I see you, I hear you, I got you babe. I'm here for you. Even when you think I'm not. You understand you get it

Mahi: I think.......

Neta: okay so when ikkan use to come home from tours he would always come back stressed and agitated and over stimulated. He used to complain that he hated when people used to force conversation after shows. He'd just go to his trailer and listen to music on the shitty speaker that was always too loud and eat leftover ramen from the gas station and have a very lukewarm shower.

Warabi: He yelled at me on his way to the trailer once. He's so mean after shows.

Neta: shut up.....So when I pick him up at the train station I wouldn't even try to have a conversation. Just have a quiet peaceful trip home.. I put on his favorite record on low, ran a hot salt bath and ordered his favorite takeout.Let him take a nap and spend the rest of the night on the couch watching a movie...... tho. Sometimes we don't even watch the movies........heyeah......he fucking love mental intimacy and attentiveness...He was really into that

Warabi: mmmmmm....interesting

Mahi: uhhh ............ I don't think that's going to get me a boyfriend.

Neta: what the fuck will? Who is this guy? Let me see em............................ohshit........uhauhahahahhaha-....hahaha......*cough*...*cough*....... Wow! He's (wheeze).......I'm sorry allergies. Wow! he's interested in you? He's great. Very-uh talented guy he's- uhehehe.... Warabi Tell them!

Warabi:.let me see....... mahi we can't be friends.

Mahi: What what's wrong with him!? He's cute and he's......he likes me! What's wrong with him?!

Warabi: MIZOLE?!? Oh my Cod! He's such a-He's such a douchebag! I swear he thinks he revolutionized music and sees himself as some sort of innovator! He's just bargain bin ichiya!!

Mahi: That's not true!!

Warabi: Yes it is! He starts one-sided beef with other musicians for no fucking reason! He's UGH Cod.....fine ....whatever.......if it makes you happy....... If he cheats I'm breaking his legs!

Neta:hehehe *cough* uhhh... I mean he might be different around you. Maybe, I don't know. I haven't met him, I mean I did meet him once. He was........................ anyway! You might see a different side of him that we don't. This is good I'm happy for you Mahi. You said that he might like you back so just go for it. Be confident and be genuine. You're a great kid this will work out. Who knows maybe you might bring out a kinder and softer side of (wheeze) HAHAHAHAHAGSH I'm sorry! I tried to hold it in! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!

Mahi: you guys are dicks!....... HE'S CUTE....... and -and he's nice. He really is! Can you please just give him a chance?!.... .....fuck you guys!!! I don't even know why I even came to you! Warabi you haven't had a stable relationship in 4 years!!

Warabi: I haven't been in a monogamous relationship is 4 years

Mahi: being non-committal does not make you non-monogamous Warabi! Neta! You're still texting to taka!!! WHY??

Neta: whaaaat! He takes me to nice restaurants and buys me stuff ......... Is that so bad?

Mahi: YES!! that's worth the painful mediocrity?? Get some standards! fuck both of you! I'm gonna go text him.

Neta: Mahi come back! You're right, we're no better! We're sorry.........................................come back ..... he's gone...*sigh* Ohhhhhhh please doesn't break their heart. mizole......... he's such a piece of-

Warabi: Shit. Yeah. Yeah he is.

Neta: I was going to say a piece of work but sure

Warabi: Cod He's going to start visiting the apartment. fuck! He's going to start visiting the store now!!........... I really hope this won't end up like a spike situation. Maybe you're right. Maybe he's nicer around mahi...

Neta: let's hope so

Warabi: ...........soooo.......Tell me more about the semi toxic relationship we have with takaaaaa.

Neta: Go clean the bathroom.

Mahi belongs to @fish-at-fish-fish-resort

#This took longer than I expected #a lot of rewrites and I still don't like it #mizo would have these Twitter arguments with other musicians every other day #like he's an asshole but gives off I'm an asshole to everyone except for my partner energy #He treats mahi right but everyone else like shit #yes neta is still seeing taka but it's a one-sided relationship taka is in love but neta feels nothing #he's only dating him until he can open up his other store and move back in with ikkan in 2 years #ikkan is aware if this and It's fine with it because neta makes taka order carrot cake every time they go on a date #it's stored it in the freezer so he can eat it when he visits #is it fucked up? a little bit. but it doesn't matter because taka is in love with the concept of Neta not actually him #It's like when guys are attracted to hot goth girls but on attracted to them as people but as an aesthetic I don't know. I'm rambling #Warabi Just wants to be in a relationship but doesn't want the responsibilities that come with a relationship

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The Eliza Ann

The story of the Eliza Ann began two days after Christmas in 1833. On that day, a Bermudian fisherman found what appeared to be an abandoned schooner floating among the reefs near Ely's Harbour. Thinking of a possible salvage and the resulting profit for himself, he rowed out and saw that the bow of the wreck was partially submerged. As he came alongside, the would-be salvor's eagerness turned to horror as his eyes fell on the grotesque figures sprawled on the deck. He called out to them, but there was no reply. Climbing over the side of the wreck, he discovered a crew of skeletons! Full of panic, he jumped into his boat and rowed as fast as he could to Ely's Harbour.

Shipwreck (not the Eliza Ann - Wreck of the “Oregon” under Picklecombe Battery, Plymouth Sound. 1867. Source: Illustrated London News.)

News of his encounter with a "ship full of skeletons" spread quickly throughout the islands. It was not long before a dozen fishing boats set out for the wreck. Eventually it was towed into the harbour and pulled onto the beach by the authorities for further investigation. Any sailor could see that the wreck was once a beautiful ship. It must have drifted for many months, for its beams were worm-eaten and rotten. The paint that bore her name had faded.

And everyone wanted to know what had happened to her and her crew. The skeletonised remains were carefully brought ashore and examined for clues by the officials in charge. A chain with a silver medal was found around the neck of one of the victims. The inscription read, "Awarded by the School Board as a reward for services to Wm. Brown, the gift of Franklin". Underneath were crossed pens over an open book. On one of the skeletons, the name J. Seaver was discovered sewn into the clothing, while another had the name N. Seaver. Investigators suspected that these poor souls must have been Americans, as they had a connection to Franklin. The papers found in the cabin were damaged and illegible. The ship's cargo included rotten meat and fish as well as sperm candles, cider, brandy and lumber. The barrels containing the beef, pork and mackerel were marked "Boston, September, October and November 1832".

Reports of the discovery of the wreck were published in the local weekly newspaper, the Bermuda Royal Gazette, over the next month. At first, the paper stated succinctly that a wreck of unknown origin had been found on the bottom of the reefs and towed to Ely's Harbour. A week later, on 7 January 1834, the newspaper reported that the wreck had been righted and unloaded and that "some human bones were found in its cabin". On 21 January, the Gazette described the medal found on one of the victims on the wreck and the fact that the names Seaver and Brown were widely used in Massachusetts. Eventually, news of the disaster reached the United States.

When Bostonians read the local Statesmen on Saturday morning, 8 February 1834, they were shocked by the description of the wreck in Bermuda and the grisly remains on board. The description of the schooner matched that of the Eliza Ann, which was captained by a Captain Brown. The Eliza Ann belonged to James Brown, a well-known Boston merchant. On board was William Brown, one of the winners of the Boston Franklin Medal of 1829, who wore the silver medal on a chain around his neck. His brother James was also on board. The schooner's captain, Captain Brown, was a nephew of the shipowner, and among the passengers were Joshua Seaver and his brother, which might not have happened if they had travelled separately, which they should never do. Because what does superstition say ? Never serve with siblings on the same ship, it never ends well.

What we know is that the Eliza Ann had sailed from Boston on 11 December 1832 for Puerto Rico, but never arrived. So we know her sad fate, but not what happened on that last voyage, and no one knows to this day.

#naval history #advent calendar #spooky story #eliza ann #1832 #age of sail

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Ghosts and Greenery:

Sakumo being forced to watch as his son breaks around the edges and all but throws himself on his opponents blades despite never turning his weapons against himself. Not like Sakumo did. Never that.

Sakumo not telling him that even when Kakashi was home he spent as much time watching over Naruto as Sakumo himself did. Sakumo watching Naruto walk up to an ANBU in a hound mask and ask why he felt so sad.

Ughhhhhh. Right in my Hatake shaped feels. Those are sensitive you know.

one of their own has been left alone in a village of earth and trees when the sand and reefs have always been his birthright.

Red haired spirits traveling away from watery graves and leaving sun bleached bones unattended on sandy beaches for the first time in centuries.

Little naru hefting around a comically large flowerpot to give to kakashi “cuz orange flowers make me happy so now you’ll be happy too!

Plant growing competitions!!!

little Naruto would probably be really uncomfortable with human touch at first because the only kind he’s ever know is cold and sends shudders down even his spine sometimes. Warmth is something he’s always craved, but it’s lack has made it feel like too much. Though oddly enough, it’s only in certain situations. Lord thirds hand in his hair, Mizuki’s resting between his shoulder blades. Too much.

I hate everything. How DARE that hurt so much. Just fuckkkk

The only time warmth felt comfortable was when he pressed up against Hound-San, who felt enough like Uncle Sakumo that Naruto could forget the too hot feeling that made shoulder pats or side hugs feel so… weird.

Madras plant is called ash bringer and Tobiramas is snow cat

Madara called him a frigid cunt

And poor Naruto who already can’t focus is watching The Days of Our Afterlives play out in real time in front of him

Accidental rainforest cafe and stoned tree frog ref

Hashirama and Naruto hold funerals for the dead plants with the ghosts their named after crying in the background. Whenever a new generation is sent off, they get a speech for their “bravery and valor” and are thanked for their “sacrifice for the cause” which is making Kakashi happy.

Kakashi gets a fake plant after ten gens of ghost funerals and ghost-village wide send offs

They both do the knitting with senbon. Naruto makes the most garish neon sweaters that are so unfairly comfortable. Kakashi probably does a dog pattern. Omfg Pakkun with a little old man sweater

Sakumo is fully sold on the pair of Kiba-and-Akamaru taking care of his youngest pup for the rest of his life.

After the tenth WWE Smackdown between the two of them Naruto sits them down like toddlers and make them talk it out. Half of the time every week is dedicated to the Tobirama and Madara show because they never stop.

Sakumo having beef with a 13ish yr old (Rin) and the 13is yr old having beef with him

Epic rap battles of history: Konoha edition is giving me life

Naruto still being scared of ghost stories

Tobirama: I’m this close to killing you again Uchiha. I doubt your brother would even try to stop me considering how you’ve been treating him as of late. I also take issue with the tone and volume you’ve been speaking to him with. The way you place emphasis on his name in conversation is likewise unacceptable you pint sized, inconsiderate, rat faced bast-

while waiting for kakashi to show up for team meetings, absently says Hatake Kakashi three times (an easy way to get the ghosts attention) and the second he’s done Kakashi shows up. He starts doing it more and somehow every time it works.

Bites all of this

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#the elf talks #naruto #ghosts and greenery #the birth of a legend #the birth of several legends tbh but mostly the tree frog #I still can’t believe I missed the rainforest cafe thing like makcjdjsnsnh #annnnnywho #the run sakumo beef was something I forgot but also something incredible interesting #rin #hmmmm

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