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meeludrawz · 10 months

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Not your dad - Part 2

This is kinda short but next part will be

y e s Enjoy!

It was late at night when Elina put her youngest, Cody, to bed. Walking back into the hallway, she spotted some light under Kenji’s door. The Gecko lady approached the door and hesitated, did she wait long enough? Was he calm? Or was he even more mad against them now? Elina sighed, it wasn’t the time to let her worries win over her. “Kenji?” The young woman knocked at his door. She waited multiple minutes before slowly and silently opening the door. Did he fall asleep with the light on? No, he was laying on his back and on his bed, while staring at the ceiling. Elina immediately closed the door and sat down, her back against it. The mutant grabbed a picture out of her pocket and examined it. It was her, but human, with a tall man that had black hair, just like Kenji’s. They looked happy in this picture but Elina knew the truth. Because when you took the time to examine this, they weren’t happy at all. Her eyes were clearly showing fear while his eyes were showing anger. The mutant lady sighed and slid the picture under the door. She waited again until she heard Kenji sitting on the other side of the door. “Is it..?” Started Kenji. “Yes” Answered Elina. Silence reigned for a few moments until he restarted talking. “Did da-.. Michelangelo knew him? And what’s his name?” “Mikey never met him.. And his name is Jacob…” The mutant lady let out a shaky breath. “Kenji I-.. If you need to be mad at someone, please leave your dad out of this, he doesn’t even know Jacob’s name or how he looks” The young man stayed silent for a couple of seconds. “..Why? Why did you hide all of this from us? I thought we didn’t lie to each other! I thought we weren’t like other families! And now you’re telling me that you even hid the truth from him?!” Elina stood up and faced the door. “Kenji listen, Jacob is not a good person. I only did this to protect us..” All of a sudden, the door swung open and Elina looked at her son. “I’m not buying this, who knows if you’re not lying to me again?” In silent shock, the woman stared at her son who slowly closed the door, right in front of her nose. As quickly as possible, Elina ran to Mikey and took refuge in his arms.

“...It gets me mad! Like, they lied to me! I’m fricking 16 and isn’t telling the truth easy though?!” “Yeah for real, your mom could’ve said something like: Hey sweetie~ Dad isn’t yer dad but he can be yer dad!” Caleb, Kenji’s cousin and Raph’s eldest mimicked Elina in the worst way possible. But Kenji had to admit that it was quite a funny view. “Yo yo yo! Yeah yer mum’s right, I ain’t rad enuff tah be yer real dad. I wasn’t cool enuff to knock her up first ya kno?” Ryder horribly imitated Mikey. “Now let’s make our seventh kid babe~” He grabbed Caleb’s face and tried to kiss him but was quickly shoved away. Raphael’s eldest kids were twins, Caleb and Ryder, and they were quite the troublemakers. In fact, they were a lot like Mikey, they loved annoying everyone by doing pranks and messing around, but they were hotheads like Raph. Their favourite victim was their father but they would quickly run away as soon as their mother, Marshanda, would walk in. “Guys, you’re not helping” Kenji sighed with a slight smile. “We weren’t planning to” Ryder winked. Again, the young gecko sighed. “Hey Ken, bet ya can’t win in a race against us” Caleb challenged him with a smirk. “Oh, it’s on” Kenji gave a cocky smile to the tigers. The three mutants then started to stretch a bit before the race would start. The tiger twins laughed together while Kenji stretched on his own. He thought about his biological father.. Did he know about him? Where was he now? Was he married to someone else and did he have other kids? Kenji wished he could meet him but the voice of his mom kept coming into his mind. “Jacob is not a good person!” “Tsk.. I’m sure she’s only saying that because all exes are bad or somethin..” The gecko mumbled. “I could help you with that,” A new voice said, from behind. Kenji turned around and was now face to face with his other cousin, Marisol. She was Donnie and Candela’s only child. His cousin was an axolotl with shell plates all over her back, front and top of her arms. “Mari.. I think you’ve done enough” Kenji hesitated. “OI MARI ARE YA JOINING THE RACE?” One of the twins yelled from behind. The gecko never could differentiate them if they weren’t in front of him. “No” Marisol quickly answered. The two tigers whined, telling her that she was boring but Marisol ignored them. “If you change your mind, I bought a bus ticket and found his address. I also gave you some money, in case something happens” The axolotl hybrid handed the gecko an envelope. “We’re lucky mutants are more and more common” Kenji hesitated for a couple of mins before taking the envelope. He put it in his hoodie’s pocket and walked back to the twins. The axolotl hybrid stared at Kenji while he was getting ready with the two tigers. “Good luck” Marisol threw at him. The gecko confusedly turned to her, was she encouraging him in the race or- “GO!” The two tigers sprinted. Kenji quickly tried to catch up to them- He was going to lose for sure.

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Dun dun dun! What's gonna happen I wonder- :) @ackalice

>Part 1<

#it isn't much but next part will be HUGE #at least I hope #tfghjn #tmnt #tmnt au #tmnt oc #tmnt 2012 #rise of the tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt oc #rottmnt #tmnt bayverse #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #tmnt oneshot

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1kook · 4 years

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I get very anxious on tumblr nowadays Bc I feel like I post excessively n make u guys have this idea that I’ll always do tht n idk............

#I like posting a lot it’s fun for me n I like getting my ideas out there #but I feel bad when I mention something in passing n u guys r like ‘oh so will u write this😀’#n I knoowwww u guys don’t mean it but I get easily overwhelmed by those types of commments #or like. the backhanded compliments that r just asking me to update x fic lol.....#idk ...#don’t wanna come off as ungrateful bc I know it’s my fault that I post a lot n set that expectation but it makes me anxious #n when I get anxious I litralee can’t on tumblr without feeling bad lol #ENUFF ABOUT ME 🤠🤠🤠🤠🤠🤠🤠#shut up yam lololololol

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alistair-phoenix · 3 years

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Prompt #8: Adroit

Tales of the Wayfaring Mage

Dwarves

Depending on who you ask, you will either have a positive or negative response. Loud drunks with rocks for brains or brilliant metalworkers with hearts of gold and livers of steel.

But after a hard day's work, they settle down over a pint... or keg. A sort of experience of camaraderie you wouldn't find anywhere else. Anyone that has either fought or worked alongside dwarves are treated like brothers and sisters of their own.

Arm wrestling matches were a favorite pastime for the miners. Most strength tests were. That and drinking. ---

Another day had passed for the mining crew and it was time to relax until next time. A small group of dwarves approached their Bar in the Wall with an amber-eyed human in tow.

“Not bad fer a gangly beanstalk's first month down 'ere.” One dwarf with red beard elbowed the human's side. “Didn' hafta pick up any slack in th' last week. Progress!”

Another dwarf that had a blonde beard laughed, “Aye, an now e's got sum meat on 'is bones. Ain't no beanstalk no more.”

A dwarf with a brown beard shook his head, “Nope, e's more a, cornstalk now, aye? Aye?”

The group as well as the human laughed as they approached a table.

“I tell ya what, son, ye certainly surprised me.” The black bearded dwarf smirked at the human. “A whole lot o' us didn't think ye'd last down 'ere. Goin’ back t' yer namby pamby nobleman's life from dust in yer eyes.”

“Surprised th' lot o' us.”

“Sure did.”

“Who'd 'ave thunk!”

The human smiled at the dwarves and their words. “We are most glad that we were able to exceed expectations.”

All of the dwarves looked at each other and snorted at the response, one even thumbing to the human, and all with smirks on their faces.

“Now if only ya'd drop th' fancy talk.” The red-bearded dwarf smacked the table with his hand before turning to the barmaids. “Need a couple mugs o' ale 'ere!”

“Please.” The human quickly added afterwards, which got a laugh out of the other dwarves.

“Least one o' yas got some manners.” The dwarven barmaid teased before turning to the taps.

Once the dwarven miners pulled up a chair, the blonde-bearded dwarf turned to Alistair. “Alright, lad. This time, yer gonna drink like th' rest o' us.”

“Pardon?” The amber-eyed man questioned as he sat down in a chair that was slightly out of spec with his size.

“Ye heard 'im, lad! Drink with yer brothers!” The brown-bearded dwarf answered. “After all yer hard work, why wouldn't ye?”

“Well...” The human had trouble trying to gather his thoughts.

“Don't even try t' talk yer way out of it.” The black-bearded dwarf interrupted. “Ye've been flakin' out on drinkin' with th' guys since ya first got here. Ye only drink one mug! Not nearly enuff.” He smacked the table with his fist. “Ye even miss out on arm wrestlin', too! Can't 'ave that either! Yer workin' with us!”

“But... you are stronger than us.” The defeatist human tried to excuse himself.

“That's quitters talk!”

“Milksop!”

“Come off it!”

The dwarves continued to poke fun at the human until the red-bearded dwarf smacked the table one more time. “Alright, lads, let's not give th' nobleman a hard time. He's obviously above our cultural traditions. Let 'im sit it out.”

This comment did not go unnoticed by the only human at the table. Such words stirred within his heart and mind, irritating him the more he sat on it.

“Alright, lads, ale's 'ere!” The barmaid approached with a serving tray held aloft, cutting off any more jabs at the human patron.

With a loud cheer, the group tended to their mugs with fervor as though it would be the last mug they would drink in a while. Meanwhile, the human watched his consumption as well as plotting something in the back of his mind.

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After everyone had been through 3 mugs of ale, the revelry truly began. A couple of them started singing songs with others clapping along. More dwarves had even started showing up to join in after work. Soon there were dwarves dancing about and arm wrestling matches all around. The place was filled with merriment and joy.

“Say, boy!” The red-bearded dwarf from earlier approached the human, sitting across from him. “Come on. Ya gotta, do it.” He placed his elbow on the table and raised his arm along with his brow. “Come on! Show me what ya got!”

Some of the other dwarves nearby tugged and shoved the man around in a light roughhousing manner.

“Come on!”

“Do it! Do it! do it!”

“Give it a shot!”

The human sighed and squared up, putting his elbow on the table. “Fine. I can try.” He lifted his arm and he gripped the dwarf's hand.

The spectating dwarves cheered, some even laughed as though already expecting a certain result. Another dwarf placed his hand over the competitor's hands and looked between the two.

“Ready!?” He looked between the two.

Both the dwarf and human competing tightened their muscles, waiting for the moment to start.

“Go!”

The dwarf and human both started pushing against the other either with all or some of their strength. The dwarf did not appear to be using much of their own muscle to hold the human back. In fact, once he found out how much stronger, he decided to get cocky.

He let the human struggle to push his hand to one side only for him to push back to center. He was just going to mess with the human a bit before he could snatch his clear victory.

“Oh, so close.” The dwarf taunted before pushing back and slowly being pushed against. “Oh no, I think... I lost me strength.” He stopped his arm just half way. “I think I could use some more ale.”

The human struggled but never gave up trying in spite of everything. They were a part of the spectacle and he was the fool. But... he would be a fool no longer.

Suddenly the dwarf found his eyes watering up, an urge was rising within him. It felt like something was rubbing against his eye. He wanted to dig it out but he was still stuck in his arm wrestling match. He couldn't afford to rub his eye now!

Within that instant, the human swiftly pushed their hand down, the back of the dwarf's hand met the table.

Silence reigned around the table.

…

“Did we win?” The human asked as he slowly released his opponent's hand, dumbstruck as everyone else.

A loud cheer erupted all around them. Several of the dwarves were shoving the human around and giving rough pats on the back.

“Got somethin' in me eye...” The red-bearded opponent raised his hand to rub the corners of his eyes. “I think? But yeah, ya won. But don't let it go t’ yer head!”

The amber-eyed man laughed and waved his hand dismissively. “Promise not to.” However, he did not have the heart to tell him he cheated a bit. He had magically accumulated dust as well as dirt and gradually pushed them into the dwarf's eyes.

However, once that match was over, more dwarves wanted to challenge the human that bested a dwarf in arm wrestling.

The boy needed to figure out new clever methods and quickly...

#ffxivwrite2021 #ffxivwrite #FFXIV #ffxiv balmung #Alistair Phoenix #Otherworldly Lore #[Before Arrival]

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princeprince81 · 3 years

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Adventure#52: Unpacking House

It has been a long time since the last updates, as we were busy with work and housing matters. Finally settled down in August.

It was the last Sunday of August and we were lazing at our new place after few weeks of hectic shifting. Thats only the first part and now we are faced with another round of challenge, the Unpacking.

"Come on, let's go unpack a bit, if not forever cannot finish one." I told Joey after we finished our breakfast at home. "I settle the kitchen stuff while you got unpack and sort out your clothes ba. Those cannot wear one you can start donating away."

"Alright. Sian. Let's go." Joey got up lazily.

After 1 hour plus of packing and sweating, I finally done with all the kitchen items. I went to the room to check out Joey and saw her walking around in only a black tiny g-string and her naked cup D boobs bouncing around as she was unpacking.

"Wah, you so cool ah. Unpack until like that ah." I teased Joey and gave her sweaty boobs a squeeze as I walked in.

"Tsk, don't disturb la. Very hot. I testing some of the older clothes ma. Those can wear then I packed them in, those cannot and in new conditions we can donate them away." Joey continued her packing.

I sat on the bed to rest, while enjoying her "fashion" show. "Wow, this whole box is all the shorts ah. I didn't know I have so many." Joey exclaimed. "But so long ago one, don't know can wear or not."

It was all the shorts since her uni times as she unveiled them 1 by 1. Some are very small and really short. We can't imagine that she used to fit into them. I was enjoying the show as she tried the shorts 1 by 1. Most of them she can't fit in already and they got stuck halfway up her ass.

"Wow, I used to wear this during clubbing. This one still around." Joey changed into a black tube top and a pair really tight short shorts, revealing her ass cheeks.

I got up and hugged her from behind. "Wow still can fit, just a bit tighter. Because your boobs is bigger now and ass is rounder?" I started to tease Joey again, carassing her ass with 1 hand while squeezing her boobs with the other. "We used to do it on the dance floor last time remember? Sometimes when you got so drunk, you also danced with other guys like this and you like it too right? "

"Hmmm. That was so long ago liao. Was so drunk and high ma. Ahh." Joey closed her eyes and moaned lightly.

"You should wear this out ma. Then we can have more fun." I pulled down her tube, revealing her cup D boobs and erected nipples and slipped her shorts down to her knees. "Wow. Your nipples are so hard already. Like it? Getting wet too ya." I ran my fingers along her pussy outside her tiny soaked black g-strings.

"Ya. Hmmm. It's nice. Ahh... Last time you fingered.. Ahh. At the dancefloor also ma.. Ahhh." She moaned.

"You sure it's me? I remember it's other guys leh. Some was much older ones too leh. Their fingering skills should be much better. You more shiok right?" I inserted 2 fingers into her wet, sweaty and musky pussy. I can feel her pussy clenching my fingers as we recalled our younger days. I can imagine last time will be even tighter and wetter, especially when she is high.

"Ahhh. Hmmm ahh. Ahh... So... Wet...le.... Fuck...." Joey moaned with her eyes closed. "Ahhh. Nice.. Ahh. Ah...." she must be recalling the moments when she was high and maybe got fingered by others on the dance floor.

I pushed her to the bed and laid her down on her back.

"Not now ba. Very hot and sweaty leh. Shower first?" Joey tried to get up.

I ignored her suggestions and attacked her boobs. Sucking hard on one boob while squeezing hard the other one. "It's ok. 我就是喜欢小妹妹的味道。喝这么多啊。痒了吧，想要吗？你的男朋友呢？" I started the role playing.

"No. Uncle.. He go.. Ahhh.. Ahh. No. Toilet. Ahh.. He drunk.. Ah..hmm." Joey joined in. "Not.. Ahh. Here.. Ahh"

I went down to her wet pussy and give it a long sniff. "Wow, 好浓，好香 ah. 这么湿了。Dance whole night ah. So sweaty. 你的 chee bye 真好吃。" I licked her pussy through her g-strings and fingered her.

"Ahhhhhh.... Uncle... No.. 很脏。还没有冲凉。Ahhhh. Ahhh.. No.. 流汗。。整天了。。Ahhh.. Ahhh. Ahhh." Joey is enjoying the licking and fingering as she took a pillow and placed under her ass, lifted her legs up in the air and opened wide.

"Don't worry. 我喜欢这个味道。肮脏妹妹的味道，很骚。你这么湿了，忍整晚了吧。" I took off my shorts and placed my sweaty cock next to her mouth as I continued to finger her g-spot. "来，吃我的. same as you. Sweaty after long day."

She took my dirty cock in without hesitation and sucked furiously and hard. She is already so turned on, letting out hmm hmm sounds. I continued fingering hard, as her pussy walls clenched my fingers even tighter, making loud squishing sounds while she sucked even more furiously. She cummed hard, with her pussy juice dripping down onto our bed. I am trying so hard not to cum in her mouth.

I pulled my cock out, pulled her g-string aside and fucked her hard, while she is still resting with her legs high up.

"Ahhhh. Uncle.. No. Ahh no fuck... Ahhh ahh so horny... Ahhh. Hmm ahh...." Joey gave in and rocked her hips together with me.

We continued in this position for another 5 minutes cumming together. By then we were all hot and sticky, despite the thunderstorm outside. We cleaned ourselves up with some tissues and rested on the bed for a while.

We decided to go nearby mall for chicken pot lunch since the whether is rather cold from the thunderstorm. I made her changed into one of the shorts (some old short shorts from Bangkok, which is short enuff to cover just the ass cheeks and rather loose at the openings) , and the black tube (with jacket since its bit too revealing).

But that will be another story.

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magicflowershop · 4 years

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one day kitty; Atsumu version

《inspired by movie A Whisker Away》

✿✿ you wished to be with the person you like and wish granted. whiskers, button nose, tail, four legs and ears on top of the head; you turned into a cat. with this, you are given the opportunity to be with the person you want to express your affections to. but as a cat. and only in one day.

― haikyuu characters x cat!reader imagines!

❀ masterlist ❀

the wheel of names have spoken.

you know you hated your housecat the second you laid eyes on it when your mum took it home one day from the shelter, saying it was an abandoned cat

abandoned cat your ass

that cat stole your body and turned you into a cat

she stole your human identity

like, girl, wha- the auDACITY for her to have you wake up on her stinky litterbox while she’s havin the time of her life talking to your parents as if you were in that body the entire time

and the audacity of her to go to school and attend your classes, talk to your friends while you’re over there lurking in the shadows, glaring lasers at her from a tree branch

and the absolute audacityyy of her to obviously ogle over a guy from your class when you weren’t even interested in him to begin with

THE NERVE OF IT TO BE ATSUMU MIYA OF ALL PEOPLE

REALLY

why

why him when he has so many fans and the fact that he’s perpetually ANNOYED by his fans like c’mon????????????????????

IN YOU’RE BODY AT THAT

now you’re just extra helpless bc there’s nothing you can do, you have no idea when you’ll get back to your original body, or if you’re able to get back to your original body at all :O

you also dunno who she made a deal with to get to this point in your lives

all you know is that you had a bad dream that morning, and saw a strange cat sayin you had one day

like what the hell is that supposed to mean

“hey what’re ya doin there?”

o wouldya look at that, a wild Miya twins appeared

you didnt notice that you were taking your sweet time contemplating abt life on that tree that three periods have passed and its now lunch break

the twins happened to see you while they were hanging out outside

so you was just staring at them,,, you had no idea what to do while they were there,,,, but it seemed like they were thinkin of saving you even though you’re not in trouble :v

so you was just starin at them

and they were starin back at you

then they left

LMAO

you were gonna brush this lil interaction off until you arrived,,, i mean your body,,,, i mean your housecat in your body

then you got incredibly annoyed cause she was doin so hard so hard to get their attention when she ady got it, and Atsumu was as annoyed as you are sksskkd Osamu didn’t care at all so moving on

and now you got even mroe annoyed cause she was ruining your image in front of your classmates like srsly

so you dipped and decided this is all a fever dream and everything will get better tomorrow with you back in your body and with a good reputation in school as if nothing horrible happened, yes? yes :)

“there ya are”

until Atsumu picked you up from the ground while you were stealthily making your great escape,, then he started acting like he was lookin for you outta nowhere

and Osamu was lookin at him like he was insane sjksd but he figured this is a plan of Atsumu’s so he decided to play along and told your housecat (that was the host of your body) to excuse them bc they had a cat to take care of and that its vvvv urgent

now kitty you is officially adopted by the Miya twins <3

and you didn’t like it one bit HAHAJSJ

you figure this wasnt such a bad thing and you werent allergic to these boys nyway so you let things happen, and let Atsumu scratch the top of your head while they were discussing things about you

they werent talking mad things abt u nonono, they were talkin abt how strange you were acting when you’re literally one of the chill students in school,,, it was as if you were under a spell and suddenly you were in love with them lmao

Osamu proceeds to add the suspicion with the fact that he saw “you” staring at Atsumu during class like someone so lovestruck

both you and Atsumu got goosebumps couple of the year amirite

so Osamu told him that this could just be a one-time thing (like strange conclusion but go off) and/or that you might’ve just confused him as your first crush lmao Osamu was just confusing himself but he was tryin his best to come up with explanations to ur behavior

so classes begin again,,, now Atsumu still dunno what to do with u ogling at him WHILE THE REAL YOU WAS A CAT WATCHING EVERYTHING FROM A TREE

you was def ready to throw hands,, but thats a cat and ur against animal cruelty,,,,,,, tho its ur body anyway so whats the diff

meanwhile u coming up with a plan to end your housecat, Atsumu found you sitting on a tree and he was so shocked for his life bc last time he check he put you in a box with kitty snax, inside the gyms storage room, how in the world did you manage to get out from there??

the fake you sees you again while Atsumu was lookin at you from the window, and was enraged bc you’re taking the attention from her... hm

so you decided to face your stupid housecat head-on and get to the bottom of this bs and be grownups tgt bc no way are you just gonna donate your human life to an ungrateful animal

you look for the fake you at the back of the school, and now the Giorno theme is playing in the background sksk

“give me my body back”

“o pls can’t you just give me a one day chance?“

the audacity

“you ady stole it from me and you say this now?”

your housecat was smug enuff to tell you that she had the honors of asking a favor from a spirit cat who was the reason of all this,,, and who has also taken a liking to your human soul

your housecat just sold your human soul to a spirit cat

so you just flew in the air to scratch your human face, you didn’t care anymore, its your body, whatever, the one experiencing the pain aint u anyway but your bitchy housecat that your mum seemed to have a deeper connection with than her own child

nyway that didn’t last long cause fake you was screaming help, other students found you two, and they got a hold of you while you were in your feral state and now you were terrified of possibly getting into the animal shelter fr,,,, fake you smirked at this possibility

until sum of ur school’s vball bois saw the commotion too and what do u know, Atsumu says that the cat is his and that he apologizes to the ruckus that the cat has done

then it was your turn to smirk at fake you

so u spend time with Atsumu again for some odd reason that keeps the two of you tgt sweat drops looks away,,, you wonder why your mum’s cat is so attached and/or attracted to Atsumu like this???

you never remember them interacting at all since the very time you see them in the same scene is when you went to have your mum’s cat checked up in the vet and Atsumu was there with their dog too

whats happening

fast forward to dismissal, you’re quite thankful you werent in trouble, same as Atsumu since he managed to tell the other students to not tell anything to the teacher that he has a cat in school kdjsk sum rotten power he holds

but you decided to ditch him again and look for fake you

you found her talking to the spirit cat that she said,, so naturally you demanded said spirit cat to give your body back to you

the spirit cat smiled wider and says that, you haven’t finished your task yet if you want to get back to your original body, you have to wait till midnight

like what in the hell was that supposed to mean, you understood nOTHING

then your housecat goes and says “maybe i should extend my stay in this body, what do you think?”

SIS YOU WENT FERAL there is no way she’s staying in your body while you are sufferin like this, in which you do not deserve. watching your housecat ruin your life like its normal like cmon

“then if you’re gonna stay in my damn body then do it properly! don’t make me look like im a flirt!”

“i was never flirting with anyone!”

“wdym?! you were staring at my classmate the entire time!”

“what was i supposed to do when its what your body felt like doing?!?!?”

...

w hAt

“what’cha screamin at the cat for, y/n?”

ATSUMU JUST ENTERED THE SCENE AS IF HE WAS INVITED AND PICKED THE CAT UP TRYING TO PROTECT IT AS IF WHAT HE WAS DOING WAS SO HELPFUL

“i’m not y/n”

NOW YOUR HOUSECAT JUST ADDED MORE GAS IN THE FLAME

“i’m y/n’s pet cat, that cat is y/n we switched bodies bc y/n has been neglected by her parents ever since i was taken for adoption... y/n has a crush on you so i just reacted the way her body wanted to react around you so i’m sorry i made you uncomfortable”

you couldn’t take the embarrassment anymore and jumped from Tsumu’s hands and ran your way to your house as fast as you can

you thought abt how stupid that was and how stupid you looked in front of him,, like pointing at a cat saying that thats the real you like who in the heaven’s name would believe bs like that

you were beyond embarrassed that you just want to sink into the ground and just disappear from life rn and never see Atsumu again,,, anyone is fine but Atsumu pls for the love of god

“well ofc its a narrower place”

didn’t you say anyone but Atsumu is fine pls for the love of god

“get outta there, i got yer mask”

he placed a mask beside you, so you chomped on that mask and pulled it out of the bush with you,, you see him there crouching down to your smol height, watching you in concern

you try to take off your mask yourself but it isnt working, you try to push your head to make your actual mask stick to your head but it isn’t working. nothing is working so you started crying in meow

now tsumu is just confused there and asked if he can comfort you,,, you glared at him like he was stupid

“yer still a girl yknow, i gotta ask for consent”

how sweet 🥺

he started talking abt how he and ur housecat tried to talk it out with the creepy cat to get ur normal life back bc apparently you never wished for a deal with him even tho u desperately hated ur life at home, all in all spirit cat is a big ass scam, while he was unknowingly scratching the top of your head again but moving on

also that your housecat wanted to apologize to you bc she didnt want to take your life away from u, and that she never meant to hurt your feelings while running his hand down to your back and forgetting that you aren’t a real cat but again moving on

“is, is it true tho?”

“ya like me?”

dumass rly asked that while ur a cat lol

“it’s a meow for me”

smoke escaped your nostrils like a bull, the stupid spirit cat was playin games withcha since he ady got exposed for his scams >:O

“ya just spoke”

you left Atsumu there with the mask between your teeths, dragging yourself back home, expecting to probably go back to normal once you wake up,,, but you have your mask back now hm

“don’tcha want sum help?”

k ykno he’s annoying when he wants to be but he literally had no reason to be annoying know i mean pls

“sure i like u it doesn’t m-”

you’re back to normal

“matter”

but wearing what you wore when you went to bed last night, in pajamas with no footwear, on the cold asphalt ground, blushing like a fool out of even more embarrassment, cursing at the spirit cat sum more from the back of your mind

that cat had no right to play match-maker after all that, even if he knew that Atsumu will naturally bring you hope since its night and give you a piggy-back ride since you had no slip-ons, asking for consent as well mind you

no right at all

stay tuned for more!

#walk in my garden #yay i updated today #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyuu!! headcanons #haikyuu!! smau #haikyuu!! drabble #haikyuu!! imagines #haikyuu!! x reader #atsumu #atsumu miya #miya atsumu #atsumu x reader #atsumu x y/n #inarizaki #one day kitty

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tsgabriellelove · 4 years

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Not an object in your phone looking to secretly be used for cheap sex ONLY.

I have a LIFE filled with my OWN WANTS & INTERESTS. My labor nor time are cheap NOR free. I’m not a drug addict, homeless, unemployed, desperate nor disowned by my family.

LOVE is free. Come out the closet to your family & friends by telling them you’re attracted to trans women so you can make space for us in your lives if you expect free like cisgender women. Can’t change the rules but expect the same treatment.

Can’t have a secret shame and think you can treat the ppl you tell YOUR secret to like they’re beneath you & they’re STILL supposed to respect you. Can’t call a TS you hit up to fuck a “man “ just cause you get mad & still think you’re straight when you bothered THEM lol. Can’t insult a trans person with the same shit you’re attracted to them for just because you heard all your friends & family insult us while you stay quiet not defending us or speaking up for YOUR own sexuality - then think WE will respect you. Each TS you insult has been insulted before. So how long before we defend ourselves? Then you’ll play victim, right? Won’t work.

Got a problem with the trans women you met? CHOOSE BETTER then. Stop looking at pics & choosing by looks then maybe you won’t be disappointed. We are MORE THAN OUR LOOKS. if we aren’t , then you aren’t more than your wallet & what you can afford for your secrets 🤷🏾‍♀️. Can’t have it both ways. You don’t run the world. You can BARELY run yourself & your own family you’re deceiving & living a lie to yet you expect US to bow down when we tuck our dicks, put on our clothes & leave then house DAILY to face a world that HATES US only to have to deal with hate from closeted gay guys who hate themselves ?!🤷🏾‍♀️🤷🏾‍♀️

I didn’t make these rules. This shit was going on LONG before I came along so just cause it’s new & secret to YOU doesn’t mean it’s sometime game for us all. It’s been 25+ yrs being open & proud for ME & SOME others like me. If you want someone to play the “something different” game with then stick to those transvestites that are “pretending to be girls” like y’all always bring up to me lol! 😂🤷🏾‍♀️

This doesn’t apply to all. Some of you like boys in wigs with plastic surgery that were gay men 4 or 5 yrs ago. Transitioned in their 20’s only to fuck “straight men”. THATS A TRANSVESTITE BY DEFINITION. I DONT MAKE UP WORDS OR THEIR DEFINITIONS. WORDS MEAN THINGS LOL. So if you like any short, skinny boy in women’s panties, “fem boys”, TV’s or CDs this ain’t for you. You’re basically a pedophile.

This is a call to action for men who claim “straight” cause they “like” trans women. You’re only straight if you date us openly & normally. Downlo is GAY GAY GAY. Can’t be a downlo straight man. That’s an oxymoron lol. MEN DEFEND THEIR WOMEN. DOWNLO GAYS HIDE THE MEN THEY SECRETLY FUCK. I’m saying this cause not all men pay - I know this cause I’ve been trans long enuff to know. Some pay - some play fake “friends” to get their sometime “fetish”

I understand the need to be downlo. I DONT understand the cockiness or entitlement like you’re a REAL straight man or the attitudes & insults towards the trans people YOU dl guys choose to contact. A SMART person with a secret would be NICE & HUMBLE. Choose a SMALL number of ppl to share their secret & keep those ppl CLOSE. you idiots think we HAVE to take your insults & we HAVE to keep your secrets. WRONG. Think again lol. We owe you NOTHING but what you EARN or PAY FOR. some of you need to think for yourselves ABOUT yourselves cause any time a guy gets outed it’s because of HIS stupidity & negative actions.

Anyone whose been following me over the past decade knows I don’t have to out ANYONE. I put trash in its place then move on. Then I post to my PLATFORMS to inform the masses of the common bullshit I see trending amongst the downlo community. I know PLENTY of other tgirls who out y’all, travel in packs, rush sessions, use fake pics, blackmail etc. they only know they can do that cause they know YALL ARE MESSY & so caught up looking down your nose at the LGBT community as if YOU ARENT THE “B” lol!!! I’m just the oracle. I can only tell you what’s happening. I can’t predict what’s GOING to Happen... do better for yourselves tho. Keep your noses clean cause it’s a COLD WORLD

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youarewurthit · 5 years

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Waiting For Her // chapter 6

Au: ceo au + ballerina au

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Fluff, angst (?)

word count : 904

a/n: guys I had to cut this chapter short because if not it would be too loNg for my liking. Expect a lil bit of smut in the next one (keyword: lil bit). OkAy enuff talking from me, enjoy the chapter !

“Hey mom, come in,” Jungkook opened the door to his apartment. Jungkook’s mother stepped into the apartment and swept her gaze everywhere thinking about how lucky his ballerina of a girlfriend is to have such a rich and handsome boyfriend like Jungkook – it’s not everyday you find yourself in a relationship with a CEO nowadays.

Jungkook’s mother placed her classic Louie Vuitton bag down on the sofa in his living room and asked,” So Jungkook, how’s things going on with that girlfriend of yours?” Jungkook’s mother disapproves of their relationship but she does find (Y/n) quite beautiful, the unique type of beautiful that throws you off for a moment or two.

“Oh, she’s in for another production soon, quite busy if you ask me,” Jungkook smiled at the thought of (Y/n). Jungkook handed his mother her cup of coffee he prepared knowing about her visit today.

She sipped and then said,” I think you should perhaps, I don’t know, meet other people, I guess? I don’t quite approve of her anyway, Jungkook.”

Jungkook’s smile faltered as soon as he heard his mother’s suggestion, nonetheless he continued to assure his mother that all was fine. Even with her son’s protests and whatnot, she continued to hand him a number.

Jungkook looked at it incredulously, sighing and taking the number as he saw his mother’s face. He didn’t want to give the impression that he supports whatever his mother wants for him and (Y/n) but he didn’t have the heart to displease the woman who has loved him since the day he was born.

“Thanks mom, but uh…to tell you the truth, I won’t be changing my feelings and thoughts about (y/n) about any time soon. I really do love her,” Jungkook said seriously, watching his mother.

“Listen to me, Jungkook, girls like (Y/n) are more devoted to their careers than their social life. You won’t stay young forever, so pleased do yourself a favour. It’s for your own good really,” and with that the discussion is closed, as she picks up her Dior bag and headed for the door.

Jungkook followed in closely and assured his mother once more about (y/n). They were already at the door of his apartment now. “Jungkook, look where you are now, you’ve worked so hard for what you have now. You should date someone who…I don’t know…someone who’s maybe at the same level as you – not to look down upon your ballerina of a girlfriend of course,” Jungkook’s mother examined her perfectly polished red nails as she said those words.

“Really mom? I love (Y/n) and I have no intentions of seeing anyone new, I understand that you’re just looking out for me but mom, you can’t change my feelings to better suit your preferences of who I date,” Jungkook calmly explained.

“Well then, I just hope you don’t come to me with your heart broken once you find out that all she really cares about is your money,” And with that she kissed Jungkook on his cheek goodbye and headed off to god knows where rich women in their 50s go.

Jungkook sighed, knowing how unfair it all seemed for (y/n) to be simply judged as a gold digger, when she really is not.

Jungkook called up (y/n) that night, telling her about his unfortunate encounter with his mother. She sensed the hurt and exasperation in Jungkook’s voice as he speaks and all she wanted to do was go over to his apartment and hug him and make him feel better. But alas, she wasn’t even home yet, (Y/n) was still at the theatre going over her solo parts.

“My mother doesn’t get it yet, she thinks that you’re too busy with your job to be in a relationship with me,” Jungkook tried not to upset you that much with the truth about his mother.

Your heart constricted, his mother doesn’t approve of me? (Y/n) knew that someday someone will question her motives and incentives being with Jungkook, considering her background. Nevertheless, she couldn’t stand Jungkook rebelling against his mother. Maybe Jungkook’s mother was right, maybe she was a bit more devoted to her career. Maybe she was not right for Jungkook.

“Maybe she’s right Jungkook,” (Y/n) cut in Jungkook’s rant. Her heart racing as she blurted out those words.

“I’m so glad I didn’t lose it- what? Wait, what are you talking about, baby you know she’s not,” Jungkook’s voice held a strained tone at the end, waiting for you to deny what you just said.

“Maybe I do care about my career more than my social life Jungkook, I just didn’t realized it yet.”

Jungkook protested,” I know you aren’t like that (Y/n). I’ve never forgotten the day you told me you’d love to have a family and settle down someday. You can’t push me away.”

“Jungkook I’m tired. I gotta go, they’re closing down soon, goodnight,” (Y/n) almost teared up at how true Jungkook’s words are.

“Ok, love, goodnight.”

(Y/n) laid in bed that night thinking how Jungkook must be feeling right now. It wasn’t even his fault his mother said that. She turned to her side and thought maybe, just maybe, Jungkook will be better off with another woman who’s as successful as him. A power couple they’d be. I mean a ballerina and a CEO?

(Y/n) fell asleep with unease settling down at the pit of her stomach that night.

#jeon jungkook #BTS jungkook #bts fluff #bts angst #jungkook angst #jungkook fanfic #kpop angst #kpop fluff #kpop fanfiction

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Marijuana as Harm Reduction: Chip Z'Nuff on the Medical Promise of Cannabis

The first time I grasped harm reduction for drug addicts (the idea that abstinence isn’t feasible for everyone so we’d better find a way to reduce mortality and damage), I was 35 and sharing a joint with two other writers—a decades-clean speed freak and a 12-stepping alcoholic. As for me? Everything, but heroin and pharmaceutical amphetamines have caught me the hardest (knock on wood that they’re never dethroned). Mid-joint, one of them asked me if I thought other people smoked as much as us.Not unless they’re avoiding something else, I said. Puff puff pass.The first time I experienced harm reduction, though, I was 19 and playing fly-on-the-wall in a rock star’s dining room. It was 1994 on the Irish south side of Chicago. I’d moved into a teenage crash pad where rumor was Enuff Z’nuff—a late eighties Chicago scene staple gone national; a band whose glam exterior lumped them in with acts like Poison and Skid Row while their vibe and melodies telegraphed Cheap Trick and Beatles—lived on the corner. After several weeks of reconnaissance to ferret out exactly where they lived, I was sent to ask them—the rock star strangers—for beer.They turned out to be Chip Z’nuff, singer, bassist, and original founding member of the band. He answered through an open screen door in his signature rasp: Well I don’t really like alcohol. It’s not good for you, but do you want to get stoned?Today, when I remind him of the exchange, he laughs a little.“Good,” he says, “I must have been in a good place then.”It’s been 25 years since I saw Chip Z’nuff and I’m a card-carrying medical cannabis patient now, a chronically sad trauma survivor with years of hard drug abuse and sobriety behind me. Spurts of hyper-sexual behavior and paranoia keep my psychiatrist and I discussing a secondary bipolar diagnosis, but we’re also not convinced I’m not just an analytical exhibitionist. All I had before was the trauma.I’ve come to talk with Chip about weed and advocacy, his stance on medicinal usage of marijuana.Illinois’ medical cannabis pilot program is in a growth phase. On his way out, Governor Bruce Rauner opened up access to include those Illinois residents who have been prescribed opioid medications, and new Governor J.B. Pritzker campaigned in no small way on the promise of bringing recreational marijuana to the Land of Lincoln.It’s a sunny Friday afternoon in Blue Island, still on Chicago’s south side but with a Hispanic flavor. Hilly in places, it sits on a channel of the Calumet River. Appropriately, a calumet is a North American peace pipe.“I’m a Cannabis Cup judge for High Times Magazine,” Chip says. We’re talking at his kitchen table about his longstanding, loud but peaceful weed advocacy. “They would always pick celebrities—musicians, rockstars, whatever you want to call it—and we’d fly over to Amsterdam and judge the marijuana in the different coffee shops. Whoever had the best shops and best pot would win. So I would go out there, and I did it with a bunch of different guys—Anthrax, Sebastian Bach, Patti Smith, a lot of cool artists—wanting to be a part of the movement because it was so powerful.”The movement was a pro-pot culture crusade—a coming out for stoners in the entertainment industry that had everything to do with harm reduction principles.“I got signed when I was about 25. My manager at the time was a guy named Herbie Herbert. He used to manage Journey, Roxette, Mr. Big, Steve Miller—bands that were all successful and sold millions of records. He used to tell me about growing up around the marijuana industry. He came from San Francisco and said that a lot of the artists were switching from alcohol and cocaine to pot, because it was easier on you. [The artists] seemed to feel better, were giving better shows and it wasn’t taking a toll on their bodies. Then I started reading up on pot and [Herbie] started teaching me about the medicinal stuff, the difference between CBD and THC. The guy was a genius. A six-trick pony. So I started studying up on it. [Medical cannabis] was a wave of the future that my manager knew about 20 years before it happened.”The current zeitgeist and loosening laws have everything to do with those years. The nineties, in turn, had been a response to the previous decade. Reagan’s drug war propaganda failed to differentiate between cocaine and cannabis—it was all the same enemy in the ads—but the crack epidemic made it clear that some drugs take a heavier toll on users than others. The public rejected the false equivalence. While celebrities rated weed in Amsterdam, Dazed and Confused announced Hollywood’s new stance on pot, hip hop culture flowed into the mainstream, and the leader of the free world quipped that he “didn’t inhale” live on television.In 1994, I was an undiagnosed ball of anxiety. I was a Lollapalooza Kid—a subset of Generation X that raved, rocked, and Rainbow Gathered in tandem while digging on Wu-Tang Clan and dancing to Front 242. I lived in a two-bedroom apartment where four, sometimes five of us slept on Tetris-ed floor mattresses in one room. Occasionally a ska band slept over. I was sexually assaulted in that place twice—once by a visitor, once by a roommate—and my only suicide attempt happened there as well.This is why I remember so many details of my quick stint (just a few months) as Chip’s neighbor. Because the kind of damage that writes books and overdoses was going down. But sitting at his table at age 43, interviewing my old friend for an article on reducing harm, these aren’t the things I remember.I’m recalling peace signs everywhere—it’s a part of their logo—and a Jane’s Addiction poster on one of the walls. Soft light. Warm skunk smoke hanging above everyone’s heads and a white cat with a full tail I used to pet while I watched the stream of strippers, strummers, and random hangers-on getting high. There were no hard drugs there. Just weed. And music.Chip’s voice is still raspy, and he’s talking about the medicine in marijuana.“Is it for everybody? I’m not so sure it is. I know from personal use and watching people around me, though, that alcoholics who start using it have gotten off of alcohol. That’s a great thing right there. Some people just can’t be on anything because it triggers other stuff. But anybody who’s sick, who has a debilitating illness, I think deserves to have the right to take cannabis.“I’ve got a friend of mine and she had MS,” he says. “She’d go through these tremors. She had problems speaking too. One minute she would be talking, then you couldn’t understand anything she was saying, but if she took a couple hits of pot she could speak so eloquently and perfect—it really helped her in a lot of ways. You can get on the internet and take a look at these success stories of people who have gone through terrible, terrible moments medicinally and have found a different way than what the doctors were prescribing to them. They turn their lives around and they owe it to marijuana in some capacity. I see that and go, ‘There’s a reason that God provides this plant for us on the earth. It wasn’t just to look at a beautiful plant.’ Is it for everybody? No. But for most? I say, could be.” What's your stance on medical (or recreational) marijuana? Let us know in the comments!

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callmetippytumbles · 6 years

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Thoughts on THOTs, TRR Book 3, Chapter 3: Sometimes Petty Ain’t Enuff

This week’s THOTs were king of a drag to get through. I can’t put my finger on why. Maybe I want to focus more energy on my fanfics. Maybe I was not given enough opportunities for petty as I required when being asked to deal with A Demon. Maybe I was feeling pretty meh about this chapter as a whole. Lord knows. I have been like:

Issa mood and a lifestyle. When it comes to this chapter.

You guys deserve better than this. I thought I was better than this. I am not. Bullshit and lies.

So the chapter opens in the boutique with Maxwell and Bertrand. Look at how far we have fallen. Last week I was being greeted by my love, and this week I have to be stank with Bertie and Ernie Maxwell. Halle, per the usual, stays asking the real ass questions:

When DO I get to see my duchy and why aren’t we going over therre?

I don’t want this. I would like a Plan B. Halle continues to press the pertinent questions.

It’s like she does not want to have to grovel in front of this raggedy heifer who stepped to her crazy at her own party. For the why Bertrand? Why are you trying to make it seem as if I can’t get ANYONE else?

That doesn’t cover the Demon piece, Bertrand. We could get someone else. Like Kiara. Kiara would be dope. She is excellent in court, has connections to the press, is driven, can speak multiple languages. Plus Kiara is so skilled A Demon made Kiara her second in command. Why not her? Oh PB made sure she got knifed up during the Homecoming Ball so that I have to let Bertrand continue with this bullshit.

Well, I can give you guys that. Remember how that Demon spun intentional psychological fuckery and downgraded that to hazing with no comeuppance?

Again, Halle keeps asking the real questions:

Yeah, the bitch likes green and black, but that does not answer the question I put before you. Why would IT help us? Maxwell and Bertrand don’t want to think about that question. They want to dress you up to appeal to Slytherin them peoples in Fydelia and Champagne Mami.

Da alphet o da wheek!

So not only is Halle going to have to grovel to a motherfucking Demon to offer it a job IT does not motherfucking need like it’s the only motherfucking person who can help us. Halle has to do all of that in Cordonian Fashion Nova thotwear.

Do we really have to do this? If not A Demon we can get someone else. Liam has like a whole fugging team of press people. Why can’t I get one of them? Or a recommendation from one of them to get someone like one of them. I would rather have Chance the Rapper Berry be my press secretary.

Also, I do not think that Fashion Nova thotwear is going to get a Demon to be like “Yeah, let me get a job working for the THOT that stole my man and crown.” Halle agrees.

She is smiling though because while the dress isn’t winning A Demon over, she still likes thotwear and that will win Liam over. I will take the teensiest morsel that I can get.

Before I can show off my teeny tiny dress to My King, Bertrand, continues to heap on the shit. I have other goals besides intentionally failing to convince a Demon that IT needs a job so that we can get a Plan B. We have to persuade Champ Mami to come to our wedding and bring her mans as well. Halle:

PB:

Halle is also confused as to why we are seeing this man for the first time today. She also is like “hus-WHOM?”

Adelaide acts like she doesn’t have a husband because she doesn’t. She has an arrangement with a sponsor. Sponsors are not there to give things like love, emotional support, vitamin D. Those things are outsourced since Champ Mami will not go without. Especially her vitamin D. She needs it to live and thrive. It makes sense to me that she doesn’t like this dude. Halle still has to care if this stingy dude sits in the pews while she marries her king.

Bertrand also makes a point to say that Champagne Mami and her sponsor are on the outs. Me:

Bertrand suggests talking to them separately and learning information to benefit this whack ass cause. Halle is like:

Bertrand:

Me:

So not only do I have to beg this Demon to take a job IT does not need, do it while wearing Slytherin’s Fashion Nova collab, I also have to be Iyanla to these rich people?

After the boutique, we finally are on our way to the depths of Hades Champagne’s Mami’s house.

Just before we brace ourselves for the bullshit, Halle has the first of her few interactions with Liam. Liam:

Me:

I mean I would have a lot on my mind. I have to brown nose to a beast… Halle though is better than me because instead of like taking a moment to get steeped in feelings and butthurt is trying to get information on Godfrey. Really, PB? They can’t even be nice and give me this Godfrey:

Much rather be talking to him than some bitter-ass Brit who doesn’t give a fuck about his wife, or her home. FML. Anyway, Liam does not have much to offer on The Sponsor other than he married Champagne Mami for political reasons and likes titles and shits on fun. Basically the opposite of the Champagne Champion who loves fun and mess. I can understand why the dick and the other components of a life partner are outsourced.

While Halle is attempting to get in the spirit, she isn’t entirely above a dig.

The dig does not make this any easier though. Liam:

Because you will be by my side right? Liam:

BULLSHIT BALL TIME!

It is not even a second into this, and Regina is dragging Champagne Mami.

Champagne Mami isn’t a punk and can serve some back.

Not too much because she knows her cousin is the queen, but enough. Damn Schumrda Qween is a savage. If I didn’t like Champagne Mami so much, I would salute her. I am already torn.

When I was talking to @lizzybeth1986, she pointed out Champ Mami is doing Regina a favor by hosting this party. That is a substantial point. Right now, the nobility is not fucking with the royal family because they do not want to get the Drake/Bastien/Justin/Kiara treatment. Adelaide not only agrees to host the King, her petty ass cousin Regina, who still take shots at her despite already being queen and basically winning, the royal staff, the man who rejected your child because he was done and the woman who he rejected your child for AND her friends. That is a lot to ask Gina. Then after Adelaide does all of this shit, no one shows up and Regina is still making an effort to ROAST her. I feel for Adelaide. I really do.

Next to Champ Mami is this stiff AF dude. That is her sponsor husband, Godfrey most definitely not Gao. I can feel the stick up his ass from here.

Maxwell is like magic friendship dust will fix this. I am like:

Halle is desperate, so she buys in I guess. I mean, this is a high ass first hurdle. Halle will take whatever. She then goes to A Demon to get laughed at so that she can fail and Bertrand will have to let a Plan B happen. Demon:

Well, at least Halle is a duchess, Countess of Hades Fydelia. Halle is kind enough not to point this out. I feel otherwise:

There was a petty option, I took a petty option. I have no desire to be a better person. Not like it will matter anyway. A Demon does not even take the bait. Why not just twist the knife deeper PB? A Demon is over this shit too:

Halle needs to quickly fail this fuckass mission, so she asks A Demon if it wants a job. As predicted A Demon is like:

Me:

Halle, just to say that she really tried:

Demon:

Me:

OHWELLITRIED!

Halle:

Also Halle:

After Halle’s deliberate failure, she looks to her friends and fiance for comfort and support. It’s a difficult time for her. Her fiance is MIA. Well, Liam just wants to sleep alone. Hana does point out that Liam is trying to talk to the other nobles who did risk their lives to be seen rockin’ with the royal family tonight. Halle:

I kind of picture this event for Halle being pretty eye-opening regarding getting a taste of what actually working with Liam is like. There may be times where she would prefer him to be by her side, and she would look, and he isn’t there. This wouldn’t bother Liam so much because he is used to this. He grew up in this life, so this isn’t an issue for him. Halle didn’t. Also, she is beyond new to her. Liam could have been a little more invested in being present for Halle during a difficult task. I know Halle technically asked to do this solo, but he should have known better than to take her at her word for something like this. Maybe checked in. Now Halle has to kick you out of bed and make herself horny and mad. Great job husbando! Additionally, it would have been nice to see what Liam was doing behind the scenes while Halle had to eat crow.

Anyway, at least Halle’s friends are on her side. Maxwell and Hana:

Me:

Halle:

Drake is unimpressed by A Demon’s party. Why he should be? It’s a buffet. I expected better from your peeples Satan. He is unimpressed by most parties that have fancy food and booze that isn’t whiskey. At least his simple tastes ensure his loyalty to Halle.

Nope. Spoke too soon. Drake is all about that pasta because its man food and hesa man and rah! Halle still eats the food because she obviously did not read the Count of Monte Cristo. If Halle did, she would know that skipping the food would be an insult to communicate that she does not fuck with that demon over there. Take a page from Schmurda Qween or even Olivia. Halle though is not above free food so she too sells herself out.

Because this party is not shitty enough, who else but Neville to take things from worse to worser. At least it is just Neville. Drake runs into him with a plate of pasta. Neville ignores Drake at first and focuses on Halle. Neville presents it as congratulations, it becomes super obvious that it actually a vehicle for a barrage of backhanded compliments. Halle is like:

Drake on the other hand:

Drake will jump in front of a bullet for you, cuss someone out if they call you out your name, but his ride or die stops at pasta. I can take that. Neville did not like that Drake, a commoner, had the nerve to buck to him crazy. He is big mad. So he starts talking down to Drake. The whole tirade is trash, but then Neville goes too far:

Me:

Drake is about to go full “Knuck if You Buck” on this dude, but Halle pulls him back. Like any other dude with too much privilege and not enough punches to the face, he still continues to try it.

I am like:

This party is shit anyway. Let it come to violence! This fuckboy deserves. Hana intervenes and knows how to end things quickly and nonviolently. Apparently, Neville not only is absolutely ain’t shit, but he is also a freeloader:

So you don’t want to support me, Our King, but you are just coming on this tour to find a bedwarmer? If you don’t… Hana who is too good for this world suggests trying to invite this bastard to freeload at my wedding as well as the Unity/Begging Tour.

Drake has had enough and excuses himself. Halle being done and it’s been a while since PB has held their hand out for diamonds follows him. Of course, there is a diamond scene with Drake, for 20 diamonds, you can teach him how to dance. Drake wants to learn because since he cannot go full Hulk on Neville and send him to his maker, he figures getting 3 10’s on Dancing With the Stars is a good way to get back at Neville. If you are petty like me, the Drake roasting begins now. If you are not petty, the roasting is later. Halle is petty, and she has some moments.

Drake:

Halle:

Now that Halle is done, she teaches Drake some moves. If you are romancing Drake, this scene is much more romantic. For those of us that aren’t its symbolizes that our messy, hoeing days are done. Pour one out for our messy heaux pasts and 30 diamond scenes I will never forget. That thigh grab move is EVERYTHING.

Drake wants to try dancing because he wants to step up for Liam (he wants to step up for you if he is romancing you) and be seen as more than Liam’s Professional Best Friend. Halle teaches Drake the Cordonian Waltz. I am like “Drake is not ready for that, start easy with the Lean Back and work your way up.” This echoes a little to when Hana taught Halle, but I found it more echoing back to when Halle dances with Drake during the Coronation Ball. During that dance, Halle does all of the work and Drake kind of just stands there and doesn’t engage with the dancing. His being willing to do that much is him trying. This time Drake makes a point to actually learn the steps and be an active participant as opposed be reluctantly present. Halle points out that his active participation is essential:

There is a moment where Drake and Halle are holding each other close. It could have been very messy and full of tension, but since I am not romancing Drake and TRR heaux season is over it isn’t.

Back at the Bullshit Ball, Bertrand is looking for us. I have made no headway with convincing A Demon that the best way to bounce back from being a two-time loser for the crown is to get a job working for the woman who is responsible for defeat #2. Bertrand is not trying to discuss Plan B. Me:

Apparently, it’s time to talk to Champagne Mami and Her Sponsor. Regina is talking to Adelaide and Liam is talking to Godfrey not Gao. Me and Halle are very whatever about it, but I guess we must try. I start off easy because a wedding is basically a party and Champagne Mami loves parties. Also, this victory could set up the momentum for another victory. This is a slam dunk, right?

Regina and Adelaide are busy going in. They were ready to be like:

Halle interrupts that tense conversation to invite Champagne Mami to the wedding. Champagne Mami:

Halle, you fucked up girl. Don’t lead with the wedding, lead with the party. Anyway, Champagne Mami can’t always prioritize drinking top-shelf liquor for free and seeking new dick. Sometimes you do have to care about things like your fucked up rich family problems. Champ feels a way that her baby isn’t even trying to let Champ comfort IT with booze, rom-coms and crass talk about men. Me:

I would love to do ALL of those things with you! Why can’t you be my mom? Also, of course, A Demon does not appreciate those things. Those are good, fun things. A Demon cannot understand good and fun things because light and darkness do not mix.

Adelaide wants to be a mother and be there for her child. She wants her child to put herself first for a change. A Demon has been doing that. How much champagne have you been drinking? She also wants her child to open up to some people.

Leave my friends out of this. I am sure A Demon could summon up some similarly demonic buddies using a pentagram or whatever.

After that Champ Mami shoves us away to enjoy this terrible party. Now we have to talk to The Sponsor. He is right now talking to my MIA fiance. Liam:

Once Liam makes his quick exit, Halle is left to speak to this stick in the mud, who doesn’t like her with no support. Halle is off to a great start by messing up his title, the one thing he cares about. The Sponsor does not let up. He starts out the way A Demon starts out in Chapter 19.

A Demon is definitely its father’s child.

At least he likes your Slytherin Fashion Nova thotwear.

Then he wants to call you out your name, but this is the one time where the petty comes in handy. When you remind him of your title:

Birdman:

With that win, Halle presses on. She invites him to the wedding, but Godfrey not Gao is like:

Halle:

Well, all three of those are excellent reasons for this man not to attend your wedding, Halle. You stole things from his child, he does not give a single fuck about Cordonia, and he is afraid of his in-name-only wife. I focus on the big one, you know, that Halle straight disrespected his child.

His beef with you immediately spills into his beef with his wife.

Me @ “daughter’s defeat”:

He leaves, and goodness can enter our lives again in the form of Hana. Before we can call it a night, Neville decides to ask an uninterested Demon to dance with him. Drake is like:

So a ballroom dance battle begins. Since this battle is being instigated by men, things escalate quickly. Neville is outchea doing dramatic dips. Drake is not going to let some bitch wearing Roger Moore’s ugly suit show him up. Nevermind the fact that like 20 taps ago we just taught him how to do more than the running man, which was still a little complicated for him. Doesn’t matter, Drake wants to end this. Halle knows what to do: a lift.

Um, Halle, this is not Dirty Dancing. Baby and Johnny fucked the lift a whole bunch of times before the end of the movie. DRAKE’S SHOULDER IS ALL FUCKED UP BECAUSE OF THAT TIME HE TOOK A BULLET FOR YOU! PB is gonna have that arm just fall off out of nowhere. Drake is unsure, but Halle is doing it. Since you know, plot, they pull it off.

This leaves Neville pissed. How dare someone who wears denim tuxedos and has no respect for plaid make him look bad! He can cry in a corner about his inadequacy later.

Luckily, Hana suggests that we can get A Demon talking about getting her drunk. Look at Hana and these excellent ideas. I would much sooner use her intellect to cook up a Plan B that does not involve asking A Demon to work, but PB is insisting on this. You can choose any of your friends to invite her to play. I tried Drake thinking IT would refuse, but IT will say yes to whomever. A Demon would rather drink with us as opposed to drinking alone.

Because PB does not have enough of our money, they make a point to demand some now. Halle:

There is a book?

Anyway, the drinking game is Cordonia’s Best, where you create superlatives and then nominate the people you are playing with to get them. The winner has to drink.

A Demon still mad stays hatin’, starts with Halle.

However, this quickly becomes a Drake roast. Hana delivers a masterful read:

Me:

Drake tries to go in on me:

I see how it is, I teach your simple-ass how to dance, and this is how you repay me. I see how it is. Halle continues to shade Drake for the rest of the night.

Maxwell agrees.

Drake:

Like?

A Demon finished her drink and Maxwell, and Drake grabs more booze. Leaving Hana and Halle alone with A Demon. Halle who is better than me attempts empathy. It does not know empathy. So IT can know compassion as long as you dampen the evil with booze.

I almost felt for IT. I can understand what it is like to Tracy Flick level of ambition and lose. However, I cannot get past that time you said you wanted to psychologically break my best friend for fun:

So:

A Demon is like:

Then:

How can you read that and still not feel bad for A Demon?

I can understand what IT is going through and at the same time would like for it to fuck itself now and for the rest. PB wants to force this redemption narrative like my feelings do not matter. Demon:

Welp! I tried.

The game end and everyone return to the main hall to see Champagne Mami go AWF! Her fucks are gone, her booze is gone, and she is done.

The Sponsor wants to keep it down, but Addy is not having it on tonight. A Demon joins in.

Halle:

Me:

What? Let those rich people hash it out. I don’t need to get involved.

Maxwell:

Me:

Maxwell pushes you, and you have to go in there like Iyanla. Halle:

Not that moment. (But you should watch it, it’s funny!)

Well PB says that I have to come in on some magical negro/manic pixie dream girl shit and get y’all to sing the “I Love You” song from Barney so you can come to my wedding even though I don’t want you to be there.

Demon:

Me:

Excuse me? I broke nothing. Sure I disrespected you, undermined you at every opportunity, embarrassed you after you asked me not to, got your mama to undermine you with me, but you signed up for that the moment you put that Liam could have me on the side as part of the deal. Also, you fucked things up all by your lonesome.

Halle:

Bitch, you would not have even gotten a chance if Connie did not come through with the bullshit at the eleventh and a half hour so that Liam could choose you when we BOTH know that he was gonna pick me from jump bitch! From jump! And you fucking knew it because if you secure in your chances Demon, you would not have been bargaining with him in the middle of the night and agreeing to a side chick in the first place!

Oh, you want to forget that little nugget of 24 Karat fact!

Champagne Mami co-signs but Godfrey is not mystified by Halle’s Iyanla. Iyanla Halle gets him together too.

Me:

I am tired of this. I hate that the MC literally had to be a family therapist to these people who can afford a family therapist that can get them together. I hate that this was done to facilitate a redemption to someone who does not need it. I hate that Liam left me to do ALL of the heavy liftings on this. If Halle had to be Iyanla, why can Liam put on his Dr. Phil pants?

Halle fixes this family. Champagne Mami will come to your wedding with her sponsor.

Well, Y’all know what happens next.

Chapter ends with the worst wake up call ever:

Random Thoughts:

Why am I being made to care about the family squabbles of these people? Is the Unity Tour a Halle does her best Iyanla tour? All of these families could just hire Iyanla directly. I know Iyanla works with Oprah, but she isn’t above money, and those families have money.

I am going to riot if this happens for ALL of the tour.

There was way too little of My King in this chapter. Like he really was like “U Gud” and left me to fend for myself. I think this chapter was written more for people who are not with Liam in mind. I don’t see how to divide and conquer is a good strategy when we are fighting for our country as well as our union. Shouldn’t we show them more union?

I hate this storyline so intensely. Like: I didn’t think I could hate a storyline as much as I hated Bertrand and his baby mama drama, but this is taking me to new levels of hatred.

Since we are going to Penelope’s next week, I have a feeling we will be dealing with PTSS. She has a history of anxiety, and she was at the Homecoming Ball where she saw her bestie get knifed. We will definitely talk about how that affected her next week.

Also, I do not ship Hana with A Demon. A Demon said that she looked like a Disney princess, now they have a lurve story? FOH! A Demon set out to emotionally traumatize Hana, FOR FUN. I can’t get past that. I know a lot of people would say that Hana is over it. My response to that is Hana is over the hazing thing. Hana did not hear A Demon say that she wanted to break her. She was being escorted to the train by Drake. Halle (MC) heard that and we as the readers know that. I don’t think Hana would want to hookup with someone knowingly or unknowingly who wanted to psychologically abuse her.

I am going to go to my fanfics where they love me and I get all the Liam I want and no Demon.

#thoughts on thots #the royal romance 3 #choices the royal romance #playchoices the royal romance #king liam the missing #king liam the sexy #the royal romance #trr #trr3 #liam x mc

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mrbunnystuff-blog · 6 years

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Bad luck Bunny!

So, do to things that im reading online. And what I see and hear. I've been going with this theory of mine that girls dont want dude's coming up to them and trying to be mr.slick and toss out some one liners and hope she's drunk enuff to go home with you.

" I just can't do this its not me" . I just figure if a girl sees you and wants you. They will talk to you or stairs at you and smile or start blushing.. somthing to show some interest in you .

Well I've been going out all the time.and looking out for a cool looking and interesting girl .. and i get some looks here and there but not really making any connections. I dont know how to do this anymore. I don't know if im an attractive guy or not .. maybe my nervousness is showing..? IDFK Anymore.

if any women have Insight on this I'd love to hear it

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My experience working in fast food

So as of February 3 I quit my job as a graveyard worker at A&w that I have worked at for 6 months. My reason for leaving ( more the catalyst) I was assaulted by my coworker he hit me on the ass with a spatula ( he hit another female coworker before he hit me the same way) and all management did was talk to him. I handed in my months notice on February 2 nd less then five minuets after I was given a half ass apology from him that he didn’t mean. The night I quit I was to work with him, I had worked with him the night before and found his regular yelling and swearing overwhelming. So when I woke up to go to work I had a panic attack and a complete mental breakdown, after I calmed down ( thank you boyfriend for helping with that) I called and immediately quit my favourite manager was working and I thought maybe he will be understanding. Not a fucking chance the manager freaked out at me. I expected him to be mad as I finally was able to call in 2hrs before my next shift but already had the other graveyard member on his way to cover, but not to the extent of what happened as he made me quitting all about him. So when he decided to do that I gave it right back to him I told him while crying because at this point I was beyond pissed and mentally unstable, that I was tired of The person who hit me yelling and that nothing was being done so I was quitting. After having another panic attack and calmed down I felt worse about it. I do have another job as I’m not that insane as to quit without one and I filed a complaint with the government branch about the lack of response by management. None of the daily managers knew that I was assaulted, I don’t even think the owner of the place knew. Their going to now I’ll make sure of it, they have a policy in place that every employee has to sign that state any assault is grounds for immediate dismissal- not only did a book say this but the manager who got mad at me stated this. Did I mention I’m under the age of majority, ya this has become a nightmare I just want to go away. But after 6 months of being stepped on I’ve had enuff, I will not stand by and watch the asshole get away with hitting me and I certainly will hold the head management to what they claim they are to do. Before this I loved the General manager she’s such an nice lady she works way to hard and it’s cause health problems but I’m not going to take this anymore. I love most my coworkers, my favourite coworker unfortunately was the one walking in to cover for me (sorry Quinto I didn’t mean to chuck you into the fire) my every Sunday shift was spent smiling with him after I had to fix what the evening shift left me basically everything they were supposed to do. He understands why I left he’s mostly pissed at the person who hit me and sad I left ( he’s mad at me for the shit show but is being nice and not causing me more grief). I don’t want a reference from them ( I deserved one but I really don’t care anymore ) I don’t want the guy who hit me in jail or on any list (my mind can’t handle that on it) I just wanted the systems they put in place to work and be followed. I wanted to share because I’m not going to be silent and sweep it under the rug, even though I hate having people mad at me as it hurts me physically and this hurts like a gunshot. My mind can’t take the abuse of working there having this happen and then on top of it deal with rude ignorant customers, people who refuse to do their job and coworkers who actively sabotage others and make my life a living hell. But yay no more shit job right, I’ll update this when I get more information.

#assault at work #quit my job #assault on a minor #fast food #anexity #panic attack

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clogwearingspacepoodle · 7 years

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You’re Gonna Lose That Girl Chapter Ten

Anna's stomach dropped at the sight of Paul and George fighting. She immediately knew it had to be because of her. John broke into a run, yelling at the two fighting boys. When he reached them, Paul was on top of George, holding him in a headlock.

"Get off me you fuckin' git" George kicked and squirmed, throwing his head back, doing everything he could to break free.

"Oi! Break it up lads!" John finally reached them and pulled Paul off of George easily. George sprung up to his feet and immediately lunged at Paul.

"Yer gonna pay McCartney!" He spat.

"You started this Harrison!" Paul mocked back.

"I said break it up!" John yelled louder, shoving George back, stepping in front of Paul. Paul smirked at George cockily like he had won.

"Yer lucky he was here to save you" George breathed under his breath, fixing his tousled hair with his fingers.

Anna couldn't bring herself to speak or even take a step toward them. She just stood watching, waiting for someone to bring up her name and throw the blame on her. The tensions started to calm and she took a slow step backwards, debating the pros and cons of running from the situation.

"Is someone going to explain why you two are going at each other like a coupla idiots?" John looked back and forth from the two boys and then up to Anna. "Even though I have my guesses..." He said softer, glaring at her.

When he glanced up at Anna, Paul and George followed his gaze, noticing her for the first time.

Shit. I was caught, how would I explain to George what happened? What had Paul even told him? They were both going to hate me, I was the stereotypical girl who came between two good friends.

"Anna?" George's voice broke her train of thoughts.

"I-I..." She stammered trying to come up with even one word to say. She made eye contact with him and was surprised when he smiled at her, his beautiful crooked smile.

"I didn't see you there luv." He jogged up to her and pecked her lips gently. Anna was so confused, but she went with it, so thankful that George didn't seem upset with her. George blushed and looked a bit embarrassed that she had witnessed their pissing match.

"Hi darling." Anna pressed herself into his arms, hugging him tightly like she was afraid he was going to disappear. He kissed the top of her head and chuckled softly.

"Okay, is there a reason yer crushin me?"

"I'm just really happy to see you. I missed you." Anna pulled her head from his chest and looked up into his dark, gentle eyes. She felt those familiar butterflies when he smiled back.

"Oh well I missed you too" George dipped down and kissed her deeply, making the world around her spin, his hand on her low back, pulling her closer to him.

"Do you guys mind?" Paul's sharp annoyed tone cut into their moment and Anna pulled away from George slowly.

"Fuck off" George said, obviously still mad.

"What happened?" The girl asked him in a quiet voice, trying to have this conversation between just the two of them.

George's cheeks suddenly blushed and he stared down at his feet.

"I....uh...I wanted to..."

"George tried to take one of my songs off of the setlist so he could sing one." Paul said loudly, strutting up to the couple, John in tow. "I told him we have a show tomorrow! It's too late, he won't be ready and I've already got my song ready"

"Who made you the fuckin' king?" George spat back at him. "It's one goddamn song! I'm sorry I didn't realize I joined the Paul McCartney show"

Anna breathed a huge sigh of relief, so thankful that it was something so trivial.

"Paulie, you can't let Geo have one song?" John interjected, trying to mediate, still standing in between the two boys. Paul scoffed loudly.

"You want him to sing so bad then take one of your songs off the set. I have one that's...important" Paul's eyes flickered to Anna and then back to John. "I'm not taking my song off."

Anna knew that look of Paul's, the same look he had on his face when he burst into George's room, spoiling their plans.

George rolled his eyes and scoffed loudly, tightening his lips in anger. Anna had to admit, he looked super hot, but that was beside the point.

"Then you've got to find yerself a new guitar player" George finally spoke again, giving an ultimatum. Paul looked like he was going to come unglued and John looked amused, as if George was a child threatening to run away.

"You'll be easy to replace. No one will even notice yer gone!" Paul lashed back. George's eyes flinched, like Paul had physically hurt him.

"Paul!" Anna interjected loudly when she saw George's reaction to his comment. All three sets of eyes turned to the short but now angry girl, surprised. "That was fucking rude!"

Paul's eyes widened like he was being reprimanded by his mother and John erupted into laughter for the second time that day, bending in half and clutching his stomach. George took John's laughter as an insult to him and snapped his head towards Anna.

"I don't need you to defend me Anna" George growled under his breath. "This is none of yer business."

George's words stung his girlfriend just like Paul's had stung him, and her mouth fell open slightly, shocked at his tone with her. She didn't even think it was possible for him to sound so spiteful. John's laughter stopped and he looked like he felt sorry for Anna, apologizing with his eyes.

Anna looked to Paul and he looked sorry for her as well, his big brown puppy eyes trying to apologize to her as if he were the one who said it. At this point he knew he caused it and was being unreasonable.

"Alright." Anna finally spoke softly, almost inaudible.

"George, I was only laughing because I've never seen a bird stand up to Macca that way, don't blame it on her" John tried to come to Anna's rescue, but the entire situation was fucked.

"Don't John." Anna said, stopping him from trying to remedy the shit show that was the past 5 minutes. "You've made it clear this doesn't involve me." She said, staring down at my feet, not daring to look up into her boyfriend's eyes. "I'll see you later alright?" She didn't wait for his response before turning on her heel and walking at a brisk pace, trying to get away from the boys before the tears that were welled up in the corners of her eyes started spilling over.

"Shit." George mumbled as she walked away, putting his head into his hands.

"Good one Harrison" John punched him on the shoulder.

Anna heard the sound of his boots clattering behind her. She didn't want him to see that he had hurt her enough to make her cry so she tried to walk faster. He caught up to her easily and stepped in front of her path, causing her to stop short.

"Anna love." She snapped her head up, seeing not her boyfriend, but the cause of all of her recent problems standing directly in front of her.

"Of course you chased after me Paul..." Anna said frustrated. "What do you want, just let me go." She tried to push past him, but he stopped her again.

"I'm sorry." He pleaded. "Will you jus' look at me?"

"No."

"Come on Anna, be reasonable." He placed his finger under her chin and lifted her head.

"Reasonable? You mean like you were by letting George have one single song on your setlist?" She scoffed, pushing his hand away. "One goddamn song!"

"Alright, I may of let my feeling for you come into play..." He trailed off, reaching down and taking both of Anna's hands in his.

Anna couldn't respond, the sound of another pair of boots behind her took her attention from him.

"You should probably take yer hands off my girl" George said quietly, but roughly. Paul took a step back from her, holding his hands up as if a gun was pointed at him.

"I'm not trying to cause anymore problems. I was jus' tellin' Anna here that this whole thing was my fault and she should forgive you" Paul nodded towards her. "This is over George." Paul looked at Anna again, looking seriously apologetic before walking back towards John, letting George and his girlfriend talk.

"Why did he feel the need to swoop in and apologize to you..."George muttered, taking both of her hands in his, just as Paul had done before. Anna found herself comparing boys.

"Maybe because you're not?" Anna replied. George sighed loudly.

"I'm so sorry love. My tiff wasn't with you and I know you were just on my side." He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her cheek. "Forgive me please?"

Anna nodded, no words coming to mind.

"Paul is just being so ridiculous lately, it's like he has a problem with everything I do. We were rehearsing the other day and he flipped out because I missed a chord. Said I wasn't commited enuff. I didn't deserve this band or somthin. Ridiculous eh? I guess it got all bottled up and I snapped." the boy continued, playing with her hands in his. "Then he had to come up and get all close to you, what's with that?" He rambled on. "Maybe he's in love with you too." He joked. Anna's entire body tensed up.

"Too? What do you mean too?" Anna looked up into George's eyes and the darkness was gone. They communicated only forgiveness and affection. A blush covered his cheeks and he shook his head rapidly.

"'m only kidding, I know he doesn't." He brushed it off, pretending he hadn't just told the girl he loved me after only dating her for a month.

He did of course, but he knew couldn't tell her. George didn't want the first time he told her to be after a fight.

"Come 'ead love" He spoke again. "I need to talk to you about something so I might as well do it while yer already not happy wiff me eh?" He needed to tell her that they were going on tour.

Anna nodded again, slowly, being compliant as her thoughts raced.

"That doesn't sound good George." She replied as they started to walk back. The guitarist didn't reply, only kissed the top of her head.

#redone in third person #fanfics #you're gonna lose that girl #the beatles #the beatles fanfiction #george harrison #paul mccartney #tgltg #chapter ten #never redo an entire story unless you have 10 million hours

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Follow No One - “Fear No Evil" (single)

Follow No One is a band with a focus on creating music that’s inspired by the golden age of rock and metal. It’s all about combining energetic rhythms, with huge riffs and a lot of attitude, without forgetting some catchy melodies! Recently, the group set out to release a brand new single release titled “Fear No Evil.” This song sets the bar higher because of its hard-hitting production and one-of-a-kind flow. There is also a progressive edge to the mix, which sets the bar higher in terms of intensity and complexity, without compromising when it comes to the immediacy of this track.

The song’s intro has a brooding tempo with some insanely heavy guitar riffs, almost making me think of some earlier Metallica stuff. The pace later picks up, adding so much vibe to the track. The dynamics are beautiful, with the verses taking a step back due to the cool vocal and clean guitar tones. The band’s versatility is incredible, and it adds to the many sonic textures they ca achieve.

Find out more about Follow No One, and listen to “Fear No Evil,” which is currently available on the web:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lVs8F_G-e6w

We had the chance to ask the band a few questions: keep reading for more!

Interview Questions

- I love the broad range of influences that can be heard on “Fear No Evil” - Would you characterize this as a progressive metal track?

I would say that it is a good classification. I can’t think of another song that has a Metallica/Sabbath vibe to open the song with some funk stylings appearing because they are a fit, not something imposed on the song.

- Is there a background story behind the lyrics and the title?

Sure. I(Rich) have been interested in the subject of Demonic Possession for quite a while. That concept turned me in the direction of the Good Vs. Evil theme that is a primary concept in the song.

- If you could give people one reason to check out this song, what would it be? Originality and Musicianship. Well, those are actually two, but you’ll hear both. Pedro is one of the greatest guitarists on the planet and it’s no wonder Blade Guitars proudly features him in their advertising as an artist using their fine guitars.

- Any upcoming tour plans or other releases on the way?

We have a new single, Bring Me Peace coming out on the 30th of October. This track is a significant departure from Fear No Evil, but in a good way. You’ll continue to hear our versatility with Pedro making his debut vocally, providing some key vocals both in the choruses and the end of the song. I have a feeling this is one that is going to be really popular with our female fans and for a Rock Act, we have a very large female fanbase. Nearly 40% of our fans our women. Good news for the guys!

- If you could share the stage with any band or artist, who would it be and why? That answer is subject to change depending on mood, but right now I’d say it would have to be playing a show with some people we are acquainted with Ratt and Enuff Z’ Nuff or Blue Murder if they ever get back together. Quite honestly it’s only because I like these guys on a personal level beyond being great artists. I actually sent this track to Stephen Pearcy & Chip Z Nuff, both great guys and legends in their own right. Tony Franklin is also a fantastic guy. They don’t call him the Fretless Monster for nothing. What an amazing bassist!

- If this song was featured on a playlist, what would be the mood/theme of the playlist? This track, like our song Reflection is perfect for all-around hard Rock/Metal Playlists, Workout or any playlist with an upbeat selection of tunes. I could even see it crossover on to some themed playlists and even some with religious overtones, which it has.

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gilmoregirlsbigbrother · 5 years

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EPISODE #2

After Isaac is evicted, will Ricky reach his boiling point? Andrew takes stock of who he has in the game and attempts to make a giant move to shake up the house. Will his efforts be in vein, find out now on Gilmore Girls Big Brother!

Nick

https://youtu.be/pwkuCeiYJTY

Andrew

so the way to talk to randy ive found out it just to feed into his trolly conversation and really talk about nothing of substance and then ig he'll like u idk

how my relationships are going:

Sammy - closest ally right now. I want to convince him it’s just him and I against the world, maybe just with some help from Ricky/Karen/drew. He didn’t like the first eviction and I wanna capitalize on that Ricky - close but we haven’t talked much. Know he can be a number for me Karen - same as Ricky but I trust her slightly less bc she’s a WOMAN Drew - trust for now, I think he would hopefully have my best interests in my pre jury Clash - really trying to make him comfy with me so I can manipulate his 16 y/o brain to do whatever I want with very subtle tactics. I wanna show I support him but still sway him Randy - trying to keep him on my good side cuz I know he can win comps Dan - we haven’t talked a ton but I think we’re close enuff atm. He said he wants to work with me closely Adrian - I really like Adrian? Hopefully a new pal outside of this? He can be useful but idk how to manipulate him yet Dani - dunno yet. She’s cool enough but idk if she would actually work with me Madison - don’t trust.. she doesn’t seem to show any interest in a game relationship so yikes Bobby - need to talk to more. Kinda same as Dani Liana - I trust her enough for now but know she can be a cutthroat crackhead. Keeping at an arms length Chelsea - she’s really cool and I just wanna keep building a relationship with her. Trying to work off of our mutual friendship with billy tbh JG - idk how I feel yet. I can’t get a read on him at all which is worrisome but I like him personally obvi Nick - WAY too hard to read and can be difficult to talk to but in case he wins comps I wanna be on his side so he doesn’t nominate me

Randy

https://youtu.be/OKd1W1EdwlA

Ricky comes into the Diary Room after days of being on the fence about quitting. He asks to be removed.

Ricky

i think i’m done

Andrew

so I am home. Ricky quit for reasons I guess. Drew and I are trying to figure out what to really do? We like Karen and idk who she’d go with. Clash wants to work with drew and i. According to drew... Madison Bobby and nick are gonna be a thing which I hate bc all three of them are kinda hard to talk to and I can see them putting me up. He also said that sammy and Chelsea would be a thing tho but I like them so those are some potential prospects. I just have to hope that someone that likes me wins this hoh..

Nick

So day 1 in this game I was added to an alliance with Madison and Randy... and during the first hoh I shot randy through random.org and he found out! He took it as me trying to go against him when it was actually just a random.org. The alliance dies down and recently I find out that randy is still mad I ruined his shot at hoh so he made a whole new alliance the next day with like 6 people. Lucky for me I have good connections and someone leaked it to me so new I’m dead set that randy is either a shady bitch or he’s against me. And on a side note Clash and JG r in multiple alliances (or will be) and that is something I need to keep in mind.

Head of Household is over, and Liana wins by a landslide. As alliances shift, she nominates Adrian and Karen. Alliances start to crumble, while Madison and Randy jump from alliance to alliance. Sammy and JG feed into a lie that Randy told, and Andrew worries.

Bobby

Having Liana as HoH is something I’m not the most comfortable with but not scared. I’m hoping that I can skate by this week but after her picking me for dinner I know I’m on her radar, especially with me having the potential of having gotten a power

Madison

i reckon i might just touch the block this week and if by the grace of the BB gods i do, then let's go bitches because I came to compete and I came to win

Adrian

Liana winning an HOH where I had literally no time to participate in is a tricky situation. I have not spoken a word to her since the first few days... she was inactive. Now she went from the block to winning.... so I need to step up my social game because I'm really not wanting to be the 2nd evicted person. Not when I finally am getting my bearings with another BB game. So I'm ready to kiss ass and just start offering her some good deals.

I PRAY that this week will leave with me not touching the block at all. I know that I was one of the people to start the charge to evict Isaac, thus resulting in keeping Liana in the house- allowing her to be the HoH this week. If people aren't gonna tell her that Andrew was the vote to evict her... I will. I will do anything and everything in my power to make sure I am nomination free until the start of the jury. I will make good on that! Trust and believe!

Chelsea

Okay Queen Liana coming out of the dark to squash everyone in the scavenged hunt. She did THAT. Tbh Im happy for her.

Nick

I think liana will keep me safe but overall it’s a hard week to understand what’s going on because she hasn’t really said anything to me about who’s going up

Dan

I literally love Liana so this is perfect. I was busy this weekend but I also didn’t want to win this one tbh. It’s important for me this game to lay low and just keep chatting with people. I feel like I’m 10000000% safe this week so I’m just gonna keep skating by (:

Madison

I kinda wish I was nommed just because....I'm bored now

Andrew

I’m pretty sure I’ve had this exact exchange more than once on grindr

After Adrian wins the veto, Madison is nominated. While everyone is under the impression Karen is leaving, Andrew has other plans.

Dan

so I’m aligned closely with liana, which is really nice because I feel like we get along really well, but sis doesn’t listen??? Takes Bobby to dinner??? Goodbye. I don’t love that Madison is on the block bc Bobby is sitting right there and is by far a bigger threat than Madison. I just hope that Karen doesn’t pull out the stops and stay because I just don’t really want to play another game with her

so not too much has happened since the last eviction. I was added to an alliance called Trinity and we're not gonna talk about why it's called that ... It has myself, Nick, Drew, and Clash. So right now I'm pretty insulated the crazyness of Clash is the only thing of concern of to me and the true loyalty of Adrian//Randy.

Despite the Weiner Hard alliance wanting one of us to win HoH I didn't think it was best for my game so I actually had something in real life come up which could excuse me from the comp. Liana won which was ok for me because we had some really good conversations, I knew I'd be fine not sure about my allies. Seeing Adrian and Karen get nommed was a little bit of a shock ... So when veto came and I was drawn I knew had to fight for that to save Adrian... I flopped like a pancake but at least Adrian won and saved himself. Madison got renommed which was shitty but against Karen we should have the votes easily...

As the early game progresses I'm confident in my position in the game but I'm nervous about long term, I don't know who actually has my back and who doesn't , I'm very weary of some of my closest allies.

Andrew

I’m putting my cards out on the table as to why the Brick Wall (madison, nick, Bobby, JG, Dani) needs to take a hit to Dan bc literally there’s prob not any other groups combatting them rn but dan might just rat on me. But at this point, how much do I care? We presumably have me drew and clash and I’m tryna sway sammy and dan. And we’d need one more. And I think Liana would save Karen. Easy enough right?

(a short while and a line of coke later)

I just had to turn on crackheadrew but I think/hope we got myself, clash, drew, dan, Dani, Sammy, and possibly Chelsea to keep Karen? Unless everyone’s lying. Also Adrian is a skank ass clown and I find it funny how he got a rash from dog hair when I didn’t know that rats could be allergic to other animals? Jk he’s a cool guy but damn like be less transparent when you’re lyin to me sis. Now I just have to play up to him that we’re gonna vote out Madison and pin it on dan and drew. Do I tell them he said that? Idk. But either way, I hope all the work I just put into this shit pays off and we take down the bricks. Also Dani I think is not a part of that. My apologies Dani if that’s tru. It’s Madison nick bobby randy JG. Ugly ugly ugly ugly ugly.

Drew

the plan is to be just barely known enough to survive and then we'll reassess in like three rounds when i start wanting to win challenges

Madison

I'm done for, I should've told her I was pregnant

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