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v-ternus · 5 months

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I like to think of the ways Dew and Aether kept up with each other while Dew was away with everyone else on tour.

This one's for @iamthecomet, those SwissDewther thoughts never left, they just turned into this. Im so sorry... I dont know where the angst came from.

Under the cut cuz it got long again.

Also, I swear Dew and Aether love Swiss to hell and back, he's just a proxy for this night (he'll get his turn some other time)

Sister was going to kill him. It was bad enough that he was replaced, fired with no real rhyme or reason, but the desk work he was being saddled with? It was maddening, and some days it feels like he'd rather be sent back to the pit.

Today was one of those days.

Sister had berated him for something, misfiling a form or messing up her damn coffee, since he apparently doubled as her secretary too. Whatever it was, it was dumb. Plain stupid. But apparently bad enough to have her turn beet red as she screamed her head off. Worst of all, he had a whole days worth of work to get through still. By the time he got back to his room, he was fed up and ready for the day to be over.

He got in the shower, intent on washing the day off of him with the hottest water the tap could spit out. He turns the handle as far as it'll go and hisses as he steps in.

Aether used to hate the burn, it made him feel like he was being boiled alive, but he figured out two weeks into the tour that if he held himself under the steady stream just right, it felt like Dew's touch. Regardless of their promises to not let the distance change anything, regardless of their late night calls and constant texts, it wasn't enough-- he was still going to fall asleep in their bed alone and Dew's scent was still going to fade from the sheets. If he had to burn himself to feel his mate, then so be it.

He stays until the water runs cold and gets himself into bed soon after. He shuts his eyes tight, getting ready to do the same things he''s done for the past two weeks-- remember the last night he had Dew next to him. He swears that if he thinks hard enough, he'll feel Dew's back pressed against his chest again.

He's just about to fall asleep when his phone vibrates on the bedside table, a text from Swiss. It's short and it makes his chest ache all over again.

We miss you

It's followed by a bright red heart. Before he can respond, those three dots pop up, so he waits for whatever else Swiss is typing out for him. Only this time, it's not a text, it's a video. He thinks that it's just a few clips of whatever city they're in for the night, shots of the venue and all the touristy stuff they did before they had to get ready. He's content to just watch it later, tomorrow when the weight of the day has lifted off of him, but something in him tells him to open it.

He's really glad he listened. The video starts and has him throbbing almost instantly.

"Say hi Dewy," Swiss' voice is gruff, heavy from strain. He's standing in front of the camera, holding Dew up with a tight grip under his knees, spreading his legs so Aether has a perfect view of how Swiss fits in his cunt so nicely.

"I said say hi." His hips snap up hard, burying himself further into Dew who yelps and picks his head up from where he had it resting on Swiss' shoulder.

"H-- hi Aeth" He whimpers as Swiss moves like everything is normal, like he doesn't have his phone set up in front of him and Dew, filming each measured thrust of his hips. With the phone so close, Aether gets to hear each wet and slick slide of Dew's cunt in perfect detail.

Aether lets a hand slip into his boxers, rubbing his palm over his cock, pressing it down against the curve of his belly. He feels himself throb with each and every filthy noise that falls from Dew's lips. His finger mindlessly presses on the volume button, cranking it up till Dew's voice fills the room just like it used to.

"Fuck Dew," He cant help but moan his mates name when he finally wraps his hand around his shaft. He holds himself tight, trying to convince himself he's wrapped up in Dew.

"Tell him how it feels love" Besides his grunts, Swiss has been silent so far. Selfishly, Aether is glad. He wants to hear Dew's pretty gasps, and if Swiss has to be the one to draw them out for now, then so be it.

"He's in deep Aeth," Aether matches his strokes with Swiss' thrusts, bottoming out when he does, squeezing the ruddy head when Swiss pulls out far enough to just leave the tip in. He lets his eyes drift from the slick dripping down Swiss dick to look at Dew's chubby little cock. With his legs spread, Aether sees it perfectly, poking out from his lips, pink and puffy. Probably from Swiss' devilish mouth.

"Wish..." Dew cant get a breath in, not with the relentless pace Swiss has set. "Wish it was you Aeth, wanna feel your cock in me, stretch my pussy around you."

Aether can only groan, hips bucking up, fucking into his tight grip. His slowly growing knot bumps against his fist with every thrust.

"Touch your cock Dew, let him see how much you missed him" A quick hand dips between his legs, gliding over his cunt to lube it up in his mess before spreading it over the fat nub. He whines, high and feminine, and if there were any witnesses, they'd say Aether sounds the same. He's a moaning mess, writhing with his shirt tucked over his tits, letting his nipples harden with the chilly air of the room.

"You'd fill me so fucking good Aeth, press in so deep that I see you through my tummy" All those late nights come back to the front of Aether's mind, the nights with Dew bent in half, leaving him no option but to take each heavy thrust, or other nights with Dew on top, arching his back so they can both see how far Aether is buried in him.

"Get me stuck on that fat knot of yours” Aether answers back, a slurred string of yeah's, nodding his head like Dew can see him. He doesn't know how loud he is and he doesn't care.

"I'd fuck my cum in, fill you with kits," He polishes the ruddy head of his cock, bringing himself dangerously close to the edge.

"He's so tight around me Aether, feels so fucking good" Swiss' knot is obvious now, almost full, and pressing against Dew's hole, threatening to pop in with each thrust.

Dew wants it, so bad, to be broken open on something so wide, made to feel like it's almost too big. He wants Aether to split him open, but it's Swiss he’s got. It’s Swiss buried deep in him. He tries not to think of that.

"--m close Aeth, let me cum. Please let me cum," Aether loves the way he begs, always so good for him, even half a world away.

"Yeah baby, come on, make a mess for me," He watches Dew go rigid, breath stilling as his pleasure crests over. Swiss keeps his pace, letting the air fill with the sound of skin against skin until that familiar rush of liquid rings through his phone. Aether watches Swiss work him through it, watches him squirt around his dick. He watches Dew's euphoria quickly turn into overstimulation, it’s good, it’s what he’d do too. Dew’s dick twitches in time with his heartbeat.

Between that and Dew begging Swiss to slow down, its all Aether needs before he's painting himself with pearly white stripes of cum. He works himself through it, stroking slowly before dropping the phone so he can get both hands around his knot. He milks himself until his cock has nothing left to give but a weak dribble.

He sings his praises, tells Dew he's been a good boy, that he takes him so well every time, that he loves him-- he lets the empty air be his Dewdrop for the night.

He lays there with his eyes shut and his hands around his deflating knot, holding on to the last moments of the high, until his phone buzzes again. Another text from Swiss, this time a photo.

It's Dew, curled up under the covers, tucked in tight with a hint of a smile on his face. It's followed by a text again.

We love you.

He loves you.

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madelineswrld09 · 3 months

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hiii! i just wanted to make a request for bill kaulitz cause he’s very hot 😁

So basically this will be like an enemy to lovers kinda thing. Bill hates y/n and he bullies her a lot but when he gets home he has some fantasies about her 😏.

Bill isn’t doing good in school so his teachers told y/n to tutor him, when they both got told who they were going to be with erm they were kinda arguing with the teacher and each other. When y/n enters bills house she doesn’t see him and goes to his room,

she hears groans and whimpers coming from the slightly opened room and then you know she obviously helps bill because she likes him. 😁

fuck you- bill kaulitz

(a/n- sorry this is so late i didn’t see it!!)

Tuesday, 2nd period math class.

as y/n enters class late, she takes her seat, which happens to be across from bill kaulitz. bill gives y/n a look of disapproval, and slouches in his seat. as the bell rings for the class to end, y/n packs up her things and starts to walk out the classroom. bill pushes past her. “what the fuck is your problem with me?” y/n yells at bill in a sassy tone. “what the fuck is your problem with me?” bill mimics her copying her girly voice. y/n scoffs and walks home since the school day is over.

bill’s pov-

it’s currently 11:00 pm right now and me and the band just finished practice. I change into sweatpants and get into bed. I cant stop thinking about y/n. yes, i do “hate her” but she’s so damn hot. her bitchy but sexy voice won’t leave my head. I only am mean to her because i think she’s hot. I don’t want to admit it but I do.

it’s now 2am and I wake up with a hard on. I rub my eyes trying to remember my dream. Then it hit me, I had a dream about hooking up with y/n. yk when you wake up from a really realistic dream that felt real?. that’s what it felt like. I needed her. and fast. I needed to figure out a way to have her.

I went back to sleep and tried to forget about the dream i just had.

back to y/n’s pov.

9:00 am. It’s 1st period and I have physics… with bill. i roll my eyes as i can see bill a next to me staring at me.

after class, the teacher calls both me and bill up to her desk. “bill, i was talking to your mom and we agreed that your grades are dropping, so I thought y/n could tutor you since she’s a very smart girl!” she teacher says. me and bill both look at each other in disgust. “no way!” we both say. “i’m not being tutored by a girl, especially not y/n” bill says. “well you obviously need someone smart to tutor you, and y/n is one of the smartest in the class. to either you fail my class, or you let her tutor you” she says. bill looks me up and down with his arms crossed. “fine.” he finally gives in. but i’m seriously done with her after this” he says. “so will you y/n?” the teacher asks. “i guess.” y/n says. “great! you can start after school today” the teacher says.

I walk out of class angry, bill follows behind me. he pushes me near the wall “what now?” i say. “come at like 5 today. k?” he says. “k”. i say dryly. he gives me his address and i go to my next class.

I get home and get ready to go to bills house. although i’m not very happy about having to tutor my bully, I’ll admit he’s really, like really cute. i’ve always had a little crush on him. he’s super attractive and i think the bitchyness makes him even more hot.

y/n puts on a pair of sweats and a tube top. and starts to head over to bills house.

I get to bills house and Knock on the door. no answer. I swear to god if he doesn’t answer the door. i walked all the way here.

I push on the handle to see if it’s unlocked, I walk in and call out his name. “bill??” I get to reply. I’ve been to his house one because me and his brother tom are chill, so I think i know where bills room is. as I walk down the hallway closer to bills room, I hear groaning, and heavy breathing. i’m guessing maybe he’s just working out..? I open his door to see him with his d in his hands, his head is thrown back “bill?” I say shocked and a bit turned on by the sight in front of me. “shit!!” bill yells pulling up his pants. I walk over to bill and sit on the edge of the bed a next to him. “what were you doing?” i ask. “ shit you didn’t see anything” he reply’s, obviously embarrassed that I saw him jerking off. his shirt is off and his makeup is a mess. I pull at his waist band. “well do you need help with that before i help you with schoolwork?” he sits up and bit and the only thing that leaves his mouth is a small “mhm” he bites his lip. I straddle my legs on him and pull his waistband down, kissing his star tattoo. I pull his pants all the way down to reveal his hard on. I put the tip in my mouth and start to push my head up and down. “fuck y/n” is all he can get out of his mouth. his hand pushes my head deeper onto him. “jesus christ..” he groans. as his eyes are closed I start to pull down my own pants and slowly put myself into him. he hasn’t even noticed yet. as i lower myself onto him he opens his eyes “damn y/n please” I lower myself all the way and start going up and down on him. I place small hickeys on his chest. the pace picks up. “i can’t hold on any longer y/n, im gonna come” he says.

he cums in me and i come to. i flop over a next to him. “not what you were expecting huh?” i say to him in that cute bitchy/girly voice he likes. “holy. shit y/n” is all that can leave his mouth.

he takes me in his arms and we both fall asleep.

#bill kaulitz #tom kaulitz smut #bill kaulitz x reader #tokio hotel #bill kaulitz x you #tom kaulitz #smut #tokio hotel smut #georg listing #gustav schäfer #bill kaulitz x female reader

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everyscreentoobeseen · 7 months

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Hold on, why do yall think Stede's choice to kill Ned was a WHIM?????

First of all, this isnt the first time Stede got someone killed. Chuancy was an accident, but he did use the stun move. All of ep 2 s1 was about Stede learning how to deal with it. He still feels bad but as he told the natives. He dosen't feel bad that Chauncey is dead. His crew was under threat. So he stopped Badminton from hurting them. His bad feelings came from somewhere else.

Nighel Badminton got himself killed but it did make Stede run back home and face his problems. When he does go back home he tells the other rich guys.

"I've seen death. Been the cause of it. It changes you."

He already knows what it's like be a killer!

But everytime it wasn't his choice. The Badmintons were accidents. He never got to actually choose to be a killer.

That's why when Ned Low invaded his "safe space ship", captured his crew (family) and tortured not only them but also The Love of his Life, Making it into a fucked up PERFORMANCE! All his life bullies found fun in torturing him. Why would this guy be any different.

Hell yeah he was ready to kill him.

Of course, this time he gets to choose. This is not him using a stun move. He is now the conducter of Ned's death and he'll be damned if it's not done His Way.

He's not gonna stab him. It's not gonna be messy. It's not gonna be fast like a gunshot or a stab through the head.

He is going to make Ned SUFFER. Force him to walk the plank. Throw his precious violin in his face and let him drown. It's clean. It's poetic. It's outsourcing the big job to nature. Just like killing spiders.

But Ned continues to demean him. "You know once you kill me your a real pirate. Your not an amateur anymore." Even after everything Stede has been through. Not matter how much he's grown, the world still thinks he's playing at pirating.

The Badmintons dont count.

EVEN ED THINKS SO!

"Once you've killed in cold blood. You cant come back."

Well Chuancy's death was cold blooded wasn't it? Stede snuck him from behind. The boat fire that he caused isn't enough either. When Ed burns a boat, it's murder. But when Stede does it it's "quirky". Stede ALREADY considered himself a killer but NO ONE ELSE DOES. (not even the fandom apparently.)

Yes, he wanted to prove himself. But I don't think that was the thought process until Ned brought it up.

Stede did not hesitate on Ned's death until the others made him question himself. He was completely set on making sure Ned wasn't a threat to his ship. He was so sure of making him walk the plank. It was PLANNED from the moment he put the plank down and the other boat left. What's one more death? But then everyone was treating him like a innocent child?? Like he's doing something unlike him?

He HAD TO PROVE to everyone in that moment that he could kill Ned because no one RECOGNIZED that he was ALREADY a killer.

Him killing Ned became a point to make once he realized there was even a point to be made.

The only reason that he felt even a little bad about it was because Ed asked him not to. He felt like he let Ed down. That maybe Edward like Stede Bonnet, Landed Gentry Pretending to Be A Pirate more than Stede Bonnet, Real Pirate. Because he realized how much he's changed. No more Gentleman, now he's just a Pirate.

That's why he Sped Things Up with Ed. He wanted Ed to prove that he could handle not so innocent Stede FUCKING Bonnet. That he wouldn't leave Stede after seeing this new side of him. He gets consent and then goes on to have the man of his dreams after saving him. How romantic male lead of him.

Of course the NEXT FUCKING DAY HE GETS TOLD IT WAS A MISTAKE!!!! THAT HE'S NOT READY FOR "WHATEVER THIS IS".

How on earth was Stede not supposed to take this as "I dont like the you that isn't soft, isn't insecure, isnt in need of protection." That Ed is leaving to become a fisherman because he cant stand Stede being the messy one for once in his life.

Maybe it was trauma. Maybe it was a show of toxic masculinity. But dont pretend like Stede did it on a WHIM.

#ofmd #blackbeard #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #edward teach #ofmd s2 #our flag means death #stede bonnet #stede fucking bonnet #ned low #chauncey badminton #nigel badminton #the takes I've been seeing are.... SO BAD #pls tell me you don't think stede wasn't actively choosing to kill a man that attacked him first #i need to read/write fanfics about this #ofmd meta #man on fire #calypso's birthday

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pastanest · 1 year

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if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @iamburdened - thanks so much!! ♡

Daryl Dixon x reader

spoilers: set in season 5

Good Guys

He knows you’re due back from a run today. Before you left, you’d run up to him and told him where you were headed and what you were going out to find, how long you’d be gone, all the details that he could never ask you for.

Daryl is a complicated guy, and he has a habit of making things even more complicated for himself, out of fear. For example, as he stands at the gate, watching and waiting for you, he wishes that he’d offered to go with you. It’s already getting dark. He was originally waiting on a random house’s doorstep, that’s where he usually waited for you to return, but you’re late back this time. By no means is this the first time you’re late back, nor is it the first time that Daryl has “gone on watch” solely to wait for you.

The moment he sees you, Daryl feels his entire body relax. He plans to run and act like he was never there, but you’ve already seen him, you’re already smiling at him. You jog up to the gate as he opens it for you.

“Didnt think you were on watch tonight!” You say, eyes bright, smile bright. Everything about you, an impossible sunshine in the night.

“Shift’s changed.” Daryl replies with the usual lie, because he cant possibly admit that he has once again pretended to be on watch just to make sure you get back alright.

You nod in understanding, having no suspicions of him whatsoever as you start to talk about what had happened on the run. When you tell Daryl that the exact reason why you were late back was because you ran into a small herd on your way back, he has to use all the strength he has to stop himself from getting mad at you for going out on your own. But it isnt his business, you arent his, you can handle yourself. He has to act like that’s alright.

Just like when he goes out on a run and finds something he thinks you’ll like, he has to force himself to leave it exactly where he finds it. And when he picks you flowers to bring to you, he always has to drop them in the street and turn around in defeat before he reaches your house.

Daryl never asks you what happens on your runs, but you tell him anyway. Even though he desperately wants to know that you’re okay, he cant bring himself to ask, because that would be him beginning to fall into the trap of falling for you. As if he isnt already stuck there, hidden away in an illusion of denial.

For whatever reason, you always want to talk to him, any chance you get, every time you see him. Daryl tries so hard to refuse the feelings of bliss that swarm him whenever he hears you laugh at one of his deliberately short replies. Just like he tries very hard to not convey his own jealousy when you tell him about guys that have hit on you or asked you out, and then has to hide his own relief when every single time you tell him you rejected them. Whenever Daryl asks why you rejected a guy, your reply is just “he’s not my type” with a casual shrug, and Daryl nods. He knows what your type is, but he was so sure that a number of guys who have hit on you would fit that description. Your rejections confused him a lot.

Daryl wants to let you in so damn badly, but he’s too afraid of himself, of what he could be capable of. His relationship experience extends to drunk one night stands when he was a teenager; human connection has never been his best area.

He wants to be the one you go to for anything you need, whenever you need help. All those times that you’ve instinctually hidden behind him, or jumped to him for safety, or come up to him and asked for his help with something, those times dont count, he doesnt see that he’s already capable of being what he wants to be for you. The way you light up at the sight of him, he assumes that’s how you are with everyone, because you’re so lovely and caring and out of his league.

Daryl tries to be distant with you, he isnt ever rude to you, he just tries to be the most awkward conversation partner ever, which isnt difficult for him to be. He wants to push you away, he wants you to just forget about him, hate him, anything other than like him, because he cant stand it.

Meanwhile, you’re starting to think you’re actively bothering Daryl. He isnt picking up on any of your hints, he seems to barely even notice you exist. Everyone in the group tells you that he’s head over heels for you, even Carol, and she knows Daryl better than anyone. But when he’s so unresponsive, what are you supposed to do? After all this time, all these attempts, you feel defeated.

You’re walking the streets of Alexandria at night because you cant sleep, you’ve been tossing for hours. Being outside might help your brain understand that it’s night time, time to sleep, and walking might tire you out enough to pass out by the time you make it back to your bed. Coincidentally, Daryl’s sitting on his porch for similar reasons.

“You alright?” He asks loudly as you pass his house, and you stop walking.

Daryl notices the way you’re hugging yourself as you walk, but the fact you’re walking alone at night is enough cause for concern. He cant stop himself.

“That’s the first time you’ve ever asked me that, Daryl.” You tell him, unable to so much as look in his general direction.

“Sorry...” He apologises awkwardly, not realising that you’d actually noticed a detail as small as that.

You shake your head and walk up to the porch. The closer you get, the more Daryl can make out of your features; your red puffy eyes and swollen lips. You’ve been crying.

“Daryl, can I ask you a question and trust that you’ll give me an honest answer?” Your arms are crossed, your tone serious, but your voice is weak.

“Yeah.” Daryl replies, knowing that he’s not going to like whatever you’re about to ask him.

“Do you...Do you hate me?” He watches the way your face twists at the mere mention of him disliking you in any way, how much pain it causes you.

“Naw, why’d ya think that?” Daryl asks, trying to be casual about it.

“You never...act like you want me around. You never initiate conversation, and I know that isnt really your thing with anyone, but when I initiate conversation with you, you never ask how Im doing, what I’ve been up to. When I come back from a run it’s like you dont even notice I’ve been gone! Even just as your friend, it really hurts that you act so careless towards me, Daryl.”

The way you are using his name so seriously, rather than in the light, joyful way you usually say it, makes Daryl flinch. The words ‘even just as your friend’ puzzle him and wound him simultaneously.

Your expression is one of utter heartbreak as you continue. “I’ve tried so hard, for so long, just to make you recognise that I exist, that I-“ You cant finish your sentence, you shake your head and look to the side, wiping the tears from your eyes before Daryl sees them roll down your cheeks. “I dont know what it is about me that makes you so cold towards me, but I just wanted you to know that I wont be bothering you anymore.” You tell him, not meeting his eyes before you turn and start to walk away.

Daryl is quick to jump to his feet and grab your wrist, stopping you in your tracks. Turning to face him, you can see the struggle in his expression as he hurries to find the words.

“Never been…like this with anyone.” He begins, and your eyes widen. Daryl decides that, for the first time in his life, he’s just going to open his mouth and let the words fall right out, because he cant possible cause more harm after what he’s already done.

“Ever since ya showed up, it’s like I don’ know how t’ act! I’ve been tryin’ t’ push ya away to get rid o’ my feelin’s for ya, but instead I’ve just ended up hurtin’ you like this, makin’ ya cry...Im such an ass, ‘m sorry, (Y/N).” Daryl lets go of your wrist, his head hanging in shame.

“Why did you want to push me away?” You ask, your voice quiet, sensing how difficult this is for him.

“Didnt want to, had to. Yer the type o’ girl to go for the good guys, you deserve the good guys, and that aint me.” He shakes his head, as if reassuring himself that he’s right in what he’s saying.

“Daryl, what on earth makes you think you’re not a good guy?!” You question incredulously, taking ahold of one of his hands, but he shrinks away from you as he starts to explain himself, avoiding your eyes.

“Got a temper, m’ dad did too. If we got together, an’ I lost it, if I ever...couldnt live with myself if I hurt you.” Daryl realises the irony in his statement, considering he’s already hurt you by trying to protect you from himself.

Silence falls for a moment, before you ever so gently lifts Daryl’s chin with your fingers, to meet your eyes and make sure he really hears what you’re about to say.

“Daryl, you are not your father. You are so kind, beyond brave, and you care so much for the family around you! Even with how you‘ve been acting towards me, I know that Im never safer than when Im with you. Everyone gets angry, that doesnt mean you’re going to hurt someone. Have you ever felt the urge to hurt Maggie? Glenn? You and Rick butt heads on occasion, but even him, you never want to hurt!” You sigh, dropping your hand from beneath his chin so that you can try to hold his hands again. This time, Daryl accepts, and you smile at him.

“You were right, you arent one of the good guys. You’re the best of the best.” You tell him, staring into his eyes with such heartfelt honesty, Daryl wonders how he doesnt break right there.

“Where’ve ya been ma whole life?” He asks, staring back into your eyes with wonder, in awe of how someone as impossible as you could even exist.

“Waiting for you to notice me, asshole.” You tease, grinning at him, and he chuckles guiltily.

“Alright, I deserved that one. What can I do t’ make up for bein’ the world’s biggest asshole?” He asks, taking the fact that you made a joke about it as a sign that he can joke about it too, because he knows he hurt you, and you know he feels guilty, you dont need to continue to hammer more nails into the coffin.

“Treat me like I deserve to be treated.” You answer simply, and Daryl nods.

“I can do that. So, we good?”

You nod back at him. “We’re good.”

Sensing a moment of some description, Daryl leans in to kiss you, but you place a finger on his lips to stop him.

“Nuh-uh, gotta treat me right before you get a kiss, mister. Come by my house tomorrow, and we’ll talk, properly talk.” You instruct him. You dont need to hammer anymore nails into his coffin of guilt, but he isnt off the hook for treating you carelessly, he has to show you that he isnt going to do that again.

Daryl chuckles and nods, understanding what you’re saying. “You got it.”

You smile at him softly. “Goodnight, Daryl.” Letting go of his hands, you turn and start walking back to your house again.

“Night...pretty girl.” Daryl mumbles that last part, and you dramatically cup a hand around your ear.

“Sorry, what was that? I couldnt quite hear you?” You ask loudly, and Daryl knows exactly what you’re actually asking for.

He rolls his eyes as he sees the teasing smile on your face. “Night pretty girl!”

He calls after you, and you beam at him as you walk backwards, facing him as you head back to you house. Then, you blow him a kiss, which Daryl catches and brings to his own lips, only to blow one right back at you, which you dramatically jump up to catch, making him laugh.

You spin on your heel and run the rest of the way back to your house, and Daryl watches, smiling after you. He waits until he sees you close your front door before he heads inside his own house. Your words swirl around Daryl’s mind as he attempts to fall back to sleep, and as he closes his eyes, a small smile makes its way onto his face. Daryl Dixon had never been more happy to be wrong.

#daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon imagine #x reader #the walking dead #twd #imagine #imagines #fanfic #fanfiction #headcannon #Spotify

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onskepa · 5 months

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How about law'si and neteyam? One day he lays on top of her and she cries her heart out and he's like: fuck, i forgot ur smol

Thank you!

ngl, I forgot I wrote that one. Went back to re-read it. But now I have a good idea for it! Hope you and everyone like it!

Law'si

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Law'si: Same face, new changes.

A new day has begun for the metkayina people. As soon as the sun peaks its rays, people are out of their homes to start on their duties. After the battle against the humans, the na’vi were still healing, but everyone has moved on from the nightmare. They look on the brighter side of life rather than staying in the dark.

And who could hold a better example than neteyam. After learning of the truth of his mate, there were many things to adjust but life has been the same. Almost as if her “death” never happened.

Except, when he sees his mate’s true face he is reminded of reality. Neteyam loves his mate, his precious law’si, and is forever grateful. He sees it as a second chance in life, a life with her. And he be damn to lose this second chance.

“Neteyam….?” law’si muttered, yawning a bit, waking up from her sleep. Neteyam snoozes on top of her, she sighs. She missed this, being cuddled and protected by neteyam even when they are asleep. But now, its different since she is back to her human body, body mass have now been an issue.

“Neteyam please move a bit, I cant move a lot” Law’si squeaks meekly. Gently trying to push herself away from her husband. Forgot he can be a heavy sleeper at times. So slowly, gently, she moves her hips and drags herself just a bit away from Neteyam's heavy body. Things were so much easier when she had her avatar.

Once she was fully out of neteyam’s body trap, she took a sigh of relief and began to make breakfast. It is still early so a nice fish grill will fill his stomach and heart. Humming to herself she begins to cook.

Neteyam wakes up to the smell of something delicious. Opening his eyes, rubbing the sleep away, in the middle of his home was his cute mate. Humming to a familiar tune as she cooks. He doesn't make a lot of sound to tell her he is awake. Sitting in a cross legged position, neteyam watches her. Taking in all that she is.

It has been weeks, but neteyam is still getting used to how small law’si is. Overall everything. From her body, her beautiful face, her height, everything. She is lighter than anything. Smaller than his baby sister. And the more he realizes how easily vulnerable law’si is to the world, the more he wants to protect her. From the world, and himself.

Yes himself because he forgets at times just how damn short his mate is.

Carefully, neteyam wraps his arms around law’si, she gasped a bit, feeling startled by the sudden hold. Looking up, law’si see's neteyams lazy smile. Letting a fit of giggles escape her lips, she gently strokes his cheek with her small hand.

“Slept well?” She asks, her smile radiant as ever.

“Mhm” Was neteyam's response as he buried his face at the back of her neck, sending shivers down her spine. Still holding her close but giving her enough space to stir the pot. This is something that hasn't changed, their morning routine. A piece of heaven in the form of comfortable silence.

“Come on, eat up big guy, its ready” law’si says. Neteyam helps with setting the bowls. Looking down, neteyam placed back one bowl and grabbed a smaller one. A new bowl he personally made for law’si human size. One of many things he made for her.

“Neytiri asked me to join her today. Says she has something for me-my love when are you looking up?” Law’si asks as she stares at neteyam who in return was looking at the open air. But quickly he looked down to meet her eyes. Smiling nervously, he replies “S-sorry, old habit of meeting you in the same eye level” .

Law’si giggled a bit, she understands. “It is alright my love. I am trying to handle everyday things when some items have become too big or too heavy. But that won't stop us from doing our best”.

Nodding, neteyam resumes eating.

Night arrived and it was time to settle for another blissful sleep. Law’si was setting up their hammock while tip-toeing around. Neteyam couldn't help but find it cute. He insisted to help but was kindly denied ‘I can do it’ as law’si says. A lot.

“There, all set” she announces proudly. Neteyam joins her. He was in the process of having her under him like usual but law’si rolls a bit to the side. He looks at her confused. “How about I sleep at your side? It has gotten harder to sleep with you on top of me” Law’si says. Pouting a bit, neteyam agrees and she gets in a more comfy position next to him. They both drift off to sleep, letting their dreams take over.

Until neteyam subconsciously rolled on top of law’si. Again. Mentally he knows law’si is small again. But his instincts and old habits haven't.

Aaaaaaaaaaand that is it for this one! A cute fluffy fic! Until next time! see ya!

#avatar #avatar the way of water #na'vi x reader #na'vi avatar #avatar 2 #na'vi x human #neteyam sully #neteyam fluff #neteyam x reader #neteyam te suli tsyeyk'itan #neteyam x you #atwow neteyam #avatar way of water #neteyam x human reader #neteyam x y/n #neteyam x oc #neteyam x na'vi!reader

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eomayas · 11 months

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new thing (pt.3) • pcy

pairing: chanyeol x f!reader, age gap

genre: fluff & angst

synopsis: reader discovers shocking news about chanyeols past

warnings: swearing

seulgi drives while you handle the aux, playing songs that you both like and put into a joint playlist called ‘roomies on the road’. you’re currently on the way to mr. kims sons 5th birthday. you tagged along because you like the kims, and want to see their two kids, jisung and jimin. also, chanyeol is going to be there.

nobody, other than seulgi, knows about your little rendezvous with chanyeol. it’s been more than rendezvous, now being a month since you first fucked, and two and a half weeks since your first date. you see chanyeol almost everyday, and stay at his house at least once a week. you’ve moved kind of fast, but it’s pretty easy when you’ve gotten over the hump of having sex.

seulgi pulls up to the kims’ house, parking her car behind mrs. kim’s like she normally does. you both get out, grabbing the gifts for jisung. she bought him a lego set and a stuffed bear, and marked your name on a card.

you two walk up to the door, and she knocks. a few moments later, mr. kim opens the door, a big smile on his face when he sees seulgi. “hi, seul! hi, y/n, thanks for coming!” he says, giving both of you quick hugs. he lets you two in and takes the gifts from seulgi. “you know you really didn’t have to buy him anything.” mr. kim says. seulgi waves him off and tells him she really had to. “the kid is spoiled enough.” mr. kim says, glancing back at you, and you give him a smile.

he leads you two to his large backyard, where a ton of kids run around and adults stand around mingling. you follow seulgi to the table of presents, not really into being left alone without her. “there’s so many kids here, fuck. and ms. choi is here—she’s the one who flirts with mr. kim all the time,” she whispers, leaning in close. you follow her line of sight, and raise your eyes when you see her talking amongst mr.kim’s wife juhyun and a few of the other mothers.

“damn,” you say, shocked at this lady’s boldness.

“yeah, but i think mrs. kim knows,” seulgi says. you snort and look around. the backyard is divided between the children, all of the women pairing together, and the men hanging out. you recognize a few of the men from the bar, but there’s no chanyeol.

you decide to busy yourself with talking to the women while seulgi goes to play some games with the kids. “y/n! it’s so nice to see you!” juhyun says, introducing you to the other mothers. the topics of conversation range wildly in a short span: from motherhood, to their work-life balance, their marriages. but it all gets brought back to you, and they start poking and prodding at your life.

“don’t get married young, y/n,” one of the mothers, mrs. park, says, leaning in close. you laugh awkwardly, marriage the furthest thing from being on your mind. “do you have a boyfriend? are you dating?” she presses, a curious smile on her face.

yes, he just walked outside, you want to say, catching sight of chanyeol entering the backyard. you cant look for long, and you try to play your smile off as you answer her questions. “sort of—i’m just having fun,” you say vaguely, and a round of oohs pass through at your admission. they’re all married and you’re the closest thing to freedom that they’ll get for the rest of their lives.

they try to press you about more details; who are the types of guys you’re dating, how they act, what your type is. all your answers remain vague, and you cast you discreetly cast your gaze across the backyard every few minutes. you catch chanyeol sneaking glances at you too, and it makes you smile every time, but you have to keep that to yourself so you’re not found out. “honestly, i take what i can from these guys, and then im onto the next,” you say, though your ways have changed since getting involved with chanyeol.

the women giggle and they leave you alone about your personal love afterwards, satisfied with your response. when the conversation changes, you take the time to excuse yourself from the group, claiming that you need to use the restroom and want something to drink from inside.

the men crowd around the back door, so you have to walk past chanyeol to get inside. he stands on the edge, his eyes flicking to you momentarily as you walk towards them to go inside. you don’t try to touch him or get his attention, but you really want to pull him inside with you.

making it in, you walk down the hall to the bathroom. you go inside and lock the door behind you.

as you wash your hands, a knock sounds at the door. “somebody’s in here,” you say.

“it’s me,” you smile at the sound of his voice and quickly dry your hands on the towel so you can unlock the door. he lets himself in, his lips on yours in seconds and he kicks the door closed with his foot.

“hi,” you say, a smile spreading across your lips as he pushes you up onto the counter and stands in between your legs.

“hi,” he replies, pulling away, his hands resting on your hips. he smiles at you and you blush, putting your hands on his cheeks to anchor yourself to him. “missed you.” he says, gently squeezing your hips.

you can’t help but blush harder. you don’t know what it is about him, but everything he does makes you nervous or giggly. you thought you’d get over it, but it seems to have gotten worse the longer you spend time with him. “i missed you too,” you say, kissing him again. he smiles against your mouth and pulls his hands down to the tops of your thighs.

pulling away again, you grab the wrist that he wears his watch on. you’ve been in here for at least three minutes, and another second may raise suspicions, especially since he’s been gone too. “gotta go,” you say, sliding off of the counter.

chanyeol catches your waist in his hands again, pulling you back in front of him. “can i see you later?” he asks, his large handing sliding underneath your shirt and splaying across the small of your back.

“you can come over,” you nod. it’ll be the first time he’s actually been inside your apartment ever. he’s dropped you off and picked you up a handful of times, but he’s never been through the door. it’s exciting and nauseating all at the same time—you want to impress him, and your apartment is a shoebox compared to his house.

chanyeol smiles and strokes the underside of your jaw with his thumb. you kiss one last time, your heart skipping every single beat as you hold him before you disappear back into the backyard.

after the birthday party is over and mr. kim’s kids are out down for a nap, you, seulgi, the kim’s and a couple of their friends hang out for a while in the backyard. you sit on the arm of the chair seulgi occupies, chanyeol standing across from the two of you in the circle you’re all in.

mrs. kim comes back from inside with a few beers in her hand and starts passing them around. “you two want one?” she asks you and seulgi. both of you quickly shake your head and politely decline, earning a few snickers from the adults around you.

a conversation breaks out that you and seulgi aren’t really in, and you allow yourself to ogle chanyeol. as always, your nerves lose control as you look at him, though this time it feels worse because he’s taken his jacket off, thus leaving himself in a muscle tank. he runs his hands through his hair and you press your fingers to your lips and look away.

“when’s the last time we were all together?” minseok asks, and you snap your attention back to the conversation at hand. “a few months ago, no?”

jongdae shakes his head. “no, it was over a year ago… before the divorce,” he says. you raise your eyebrows at the mention of divorce, but you sober up when you see mr. kim’s eyes cut to your boyfriend. divorce?

it gets quiet for a moment before mrs. kim speaks up. “speaking of, have you heard from yunhee lately?” she asks, and you feel your stomach drop. you glance down at seulgi and share a look. your friend pats your leg supportively, but you feel like you’ve been thrown onto a stage in front of a crowd of people, naked.

“uh, no, i haven’t. it’s been a few months since we’ve talked,” chanyeol says, swallowing. you try not to burn holes through him with your eyes, but this is all news to you. you’ve never heard of a divorce from him, much less an ex wife. he’s never hinted to ever being married—you feel like you’ve been lied to this whole time; though he’s just guilty by omission.

you can’t seem to focus on anything other than the fact that chanyeol was once married and failed to tell you that, even long after they’ve moved on from his ex. you hardly register seulgi tapping you incessantly on the arm until she pinches you. “hey, do you want to go now?” she asks and you quickly nod, standing up from the chair and pulling her with you.

you rush through saying goodbye to everybody, but accept the leftover cake that the kim’s force into your hands. you practically run to the car the moment the front door closes, diving into the front seat and pressing the start button on seulgis car.

“divorce?!” you scream as she pulls off of the curb.

“oh my god, i know! he didn’t tell you?” she asks, her voice full of shock. you feel embarrassed and slighted by him.

the whole drive home, the two of you freak out about how he couldn’t have told you that. it doesn’t stop, not even when you get inside of the door to your apartment. “i literally don’t even know how to feel,” you say, leaning against the counter. seulgi puts the cake away in the fridge and sighs.

“i know, right. you should talk to him,” she says and it dawns on you that you invited him over.

“oh my god,” you sigh, pressing the heels of your hands into your forehead.

“what?”

“i invited him over earlier—i kind of need you to bounce,” you say guiltily. she shrugs and you let out a breath of relief.

“that’s fine, i’m meeting yunho tonight so,” she says, a small smile on her face at the mention of the latest guy she’s been talking to.

you nod and pull your phone out of your pocket as it buzzes with a text message. you eyes nearly fall out of your head as you see the text on the screen.

chanyeol: i’m on my way up

“he’s here, oh my god,” you say, doing a quick scan of the apartment. suddenly, all of the little quirks that make your apartment what it is, like the lopsided cabinet or the permanent stain on the carpet, become hard to miss. you don’t love the way the paint is chipping on the bathroom door, or the scrape marks on the counter seem so huge.

before you even have time to cover anything up, there’s a knock at the door. you silently scream in the direction of seulgi, and then walk to answer the door.

your stomach flips wildly in your stomach when you pull the door open and see him standing behind it, a smile on his face and flowers in his hand. “hi,” he says, passing the flowers to you, a smile on his face.

you accept them with a “thanks”, and motion for him to come in before you turn to take them to the kitchen. “uh, this is the kitchen obviously. don’t mind the…everything,” you say, frantically opening cabinets in search for a vase. you know you have them, and you know they’re in the leftmost cabinet underneath the sink, but you search everywhere else because your brain cannot process anything properly at the moment.

finally finding what you need, you turn on the water and hold onto the vase with a shaky hand. it slips out of your grasp and chanyeol runs over, catching the bottom of it before it falls into the sink. “thank you,” you say, turning off the water.

“yeah, are you alright?” he asks, placing a hand on the back of your neck, softly kneading at the skin. you nod and don’t meet his eye as your set the vase on the counter and stick the flowers in it.

“that’s the living room and seulgi,” you say, gesturing across the kitchen to the open room. chanyeol and seulgi greet each other and then you walk him down the hall to the bathroom, and then your room. “this one is the bathroom, that’s seulgis room, and this is mine,” you say, pushing open the door to your room. it’s clean, minus the bag of laundry sitting at the foot of your bed.

chanyeol looks around and takes off his jacket before getting himself comfortable on your bed. the contrast between your light blue bedspread and his dark outfit make you want to laugh, but you’re so focused on the fact that he’s really here, in the place that you call home for the first time. “y/n, what’s wrong?” he asks, and you finally look at him and his legs hanging off of your bed even though his head is practically at your pillows.

“nothing,” you say, leaning against your dresser. he squints at you, but there’s a small smile on his face. “what?” you ask, face burning under his gaze.

chanyeol motions for you to come over to him and you walk over to your bed, standing above him. he grabs ahold of your hips and pulls you down onto him, making you yelp in surprise as he brings you down onto him. chanyeol kisses your face when you fall on top of him, one of your legs on the ground for support. “what’s the matter?” he asks.

letting out a breath, you cross your arms over your chest and look down as him. and just as quickly as you find the words to say to him, they’re lost on you. when you look down at him, your mind goes blank and your insides feel gooey.

you roll off of him knowing that if you sit on him any longer there will be no talking. you get off of the bed and stand up to lean against your closet doors, your hands clasped behind you. “why… why didn’t you tell me you’ve been married?” you ask him.

“you never asked,” he says, holding his neck up with one of his arms. you scoff and look away from him.

“don’t be like that,” you mumble, feeling stupid for asking and overall just annoyed at him. “you could have mentioned it.”

“it just never came up. i never asked you about anybody that came before me, did i?” he asks, and that only frustrates you more because that’s completely different.

“chanyeol, ive never been married and divorced! it’s not the same!” you say, running a hand through your hair. “i dont like how you’re acting like it’s not a big deal, because it is for me.” you add. and this is where the age difference between you really shows—he’s experienced things that you haven’t even dreamed of, like marriage, been places that you’ve only begun to wonder about.

he sighs and sits up on your bed. “okay, i’m sorry. will you come here, please?” he says, holding his arms out for you. you shake your head and stay planted to the floor. chanyeol takes the initiative and gets up to walk over to you, putting his hands on your waist and pulling you in close to him. “cmon, don’t be like this.” he says, looking down at you.

you look up at him and sigh, rolling your eyes off to the side because looking at him for too long makes you forget how to breathe, how to think, how to act. “you could have mentioned it, at least,” you huff, succumbing to his charm and hugging him close to you.

chanyeol decides to spill everything for you later, once you changed and laid down on the bed. his ex wife, yunhee, and him dated for two years before being married for only 8 months. he filed for the divorce because he felt like she fell out of love, and because she used to complain about how much he worked. it wasn’t physical cheating, but emotional cheating and it hurt worse. their divorce was finalized less than a year ago, and they keep in contact sometimes, but he claims it stopped once he started seeing you regularly.

it doesn’t feel good, but you feel some type of relief at him being upfront and honest with you. “oh god, did you have a pet together?” you ask, a hand on his chest.

chanyeol chuckles. “a cat. i let her keep it, i’m not really a cat person,” he says smiling up at you. you roll your eyes and he puts one of his hands on your high, hooking it over his lap and pulling you on top of him like earlier. you rest your weight on him and cross your arms over your chest. “you’re sexy on top.” he says, his fingertips dancing underneath the hem of your shirt on your skin.

you hum and let him drag his fingertips across your skin; you both pretend not to notice the goosebumps that arise. “are you still upset?” he asks. and truthfully, you’re not. he at least was honest in the end. and even then, once you looked him in the eyes, it got hard to remember why you were actually upset.

“how sorry are you?”

he smirks and puts his hands your ass, pushing your forward and shows you how sorry he is.

chapter extension: 3.5

#exo #exo imagines #exo scenarios #exo x reader #exo x you #park chanyeol #chanyeol x you #chanyeol fic #chanyeol x reader #exo chanyeol #chanyeol fluff #chanyeol imagine #chanyeol scenario #chanyeol series

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anti-endo-haven · 13 days

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ykw this whole thing is actually crazy. SAS didnt harass any of you, literally nobody here knows what that means. reblogging with corrections, defending himself against being fakeclaimed and slandered, and being reasonably angry about his PERSONAL MAIN that has nothing to do with syscourse being leaked when there are people who wish to see him harmed out there, that isn't harassment. what is harassment is purposely leaking something personal and unconnected in order to hurt him over a LABEL change. something your friend knew could be genuinely dangerous and damaging to his personal life. he's done a lot for the CDD community over the years.

if you're a minor who wants to hide behind that shit when you're corrected for frankly VILE behavior, leave discourse communties because you lost the shield of "you cant be mean to me im just a little guy" when you decided to enter a discourse community and then ACTUALLY harass and spread disinformation about someone. people are mad at you, AEV and friends, because you did something wrong and fucked up.

i'm incredibly disappointed in my community this week. what happened to anti-harassment?? i guess that only applies when people politely provide sources as to why you're wrong about something or when someone responds to slander. SAS isn't the one throwing tantrums rn i can tell you that much, even as someone who disagrees with some of his stances. i can't believe i have to say that harassment is bad even if minors are perpetuating it or even if you're "right". you aren't exempt from doing shitty things or being called out on it for your age & definitely not in syscourse! you in fact signed up to be debated against.

i know this won't change any of your minds, but i just want you to know you're absolutely in the fucking wrong for this shit and one day you'll realize how fucked up this is both to do and to defend.

i wish no harm upon any of you - and i don't doubt youre being harassed - but it was never SAS doing it, and the most public harassment has come from your friend group. it's really just not cool.

-a very angry and disappointed anti-endo MINOR since yall care so damn much about poor lil 17yos

1.) SAS did in fact harass AEV numerous times on both their misinformation correction blog and the AEV vents blog.

2.) Defending yourself is fine if you don’t actively cause harm to others. It is fine to let others know that SAS has actively harmed and manipulated people with their main blog. It’s keeping others safe from someone they DO NOT WANT TO INTERACT WITH.

3.) They are 30. Don’t interact with someone you don’t think you can handle a simple mistake from, especially in a rude way.

Just because he has done a lot doesn’t give him a pass to act the way he has.

AEV did NOTHING wrong besides have an ask venting about SAS and made a simple fucking mistake. You and other supporters of SAS are defending someone for harassing a MINOR that has been attacked by them numerous times.

AEV, me, and others cannot control what people do. We can tell them to not harass someone. That is not on us if they do that, it is on the people that do decide to harass them. That is not on AEV or anyone else that tells someone “do not harass this person.” AEV is against harassment as am I, that DOES NOT make us the root of the issue.

I see nothing where I am in the wrong. I wish no harm upon SAS but just that supporters get away from my blog and to understand that a 30 year old acting the way he did is wrong. If you don’t like that, don’t interact with me. I am defending a friend. But can I not do that within the same limitations?

I’m not sending witch hunts for SAS. I’m telling people what they have done and that they’re supporting endos now, things a lot of people here don’t want to interact with.

I am letting you know that due to this, I am blocking you for my own peace of mind. If you don’t agree with the stances that I’ve stated, proceed to not interact. But supporting SAS who has actively harmed someone else, multiple people, is wrong. Good day.

#anti endo #endos dni #did system #system #osddid #actually did #did plural #traumagenic system #endos not for you #actually traumagenic #did plurality #osdd plural #osdd plurality

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cyberwitchhhhhhhhh · 1 year

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How are you currently being viewed 🐉

Pile #1

Cards:King of pentacles,Justice,The Fool,Wheel of fortune,King of swords

Okay pile one ! Im seeing peoples current view on you right now is that your financially on top of things either your really well with spending and saving and budgeting here you can go and spend and shop you have all the freedom to do that but you have that control over your temptations and you keep on growing and growing also this may talk about people looking at you like damn they money or you can have a rich partner but people seem to view you highly of that people also view you as balanced you don’t like clutter or to many things to do at once but if you do you fix it and become back balanced your not a messy person which people love about you and they view you on a high standard for that but even though your in control you can have your fun outgoing moments I’m seeing people view you as not afraid of change because you know how to handle it people also view you as a person who attracts good luck and fortune from your healthy habits people also see that your very egotistical you go with your mind more than your heart and that helps you with a lot of things you can be sweet but when you go into game mode baby its game mode !! .🐉

Pile#2

Cards:Justice,Ten of wands,Death(Reversed),Seven of wands,Two of cups

Okay pile two ! Im seeing that peoples current view on you is your very cooperative but in a bad way im seeing they see that your put up with a lot of other peoples shit just to make them happy you tend to work very hard drain yourself out I’m also seeing that people may view you as a person who doesn’t let stuff go you hold on to a lot of things and carry them with you with a mindset where its like i cant let it go it was all my fault people also view you as attached to where you cant let go maybe this is a long relationship or toxic relationship but they can see the signs but you cant people also view you as a fighter or somebody who is really good with confrontation you don’t like to be looked as silly or fooled a lot of people commend you for that because most people don’t have the power to do that but I’m also seeing when you love hard you don’t let go because when you say your going to be there your going to ride out to the end so people view you as a loyal ass person .🐉

Pile#3

Cards:Eight of swords,Two of pentacles,The Tower,Page of swords,The Magician

Okay pile three! Im seeing people’s current view on you is that you tend to get stuck in situations you don’t even want to deal with such as dealing with bills or depths even college loans or a relationship that your trying to juggle because your dealing with yourself i also see people think you do things for attention but you just don’t know how to juggle your problems so you land stuck I’m also seeing people’s current view on you right now is you tend to juggle things on your no matter how hard things are no matter if things are changing and clashing down you still go through it I’m also seeing people view you as a communicator through your problems you take action to make things better or to make things work your a very action oriented person but people also see that you don’t apply that ability when its about yourself people only see you use it when its a problem with other people but you don’t apply your skills to yourself .🐉

#pick a pile #astrology #tarotcommunity #pick a card #tarot pac #tarot reading #divination #psychic #intuition #tarottribe #queen of hearts #flowers #full moon #awakening

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r00kaline · 12 days

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Random Bundle Of Junkrat Headcannons

-He strikes me as a person who always seems cold, but is usually feeling hot.

-He is straight, but only cause I have a feeling that he doesn't understand the community at all, he had many other things to worry about.

-Roadhog is like an older brother to him, ya'll are weird asf for shipping a 27 yo with somebody who is in his late 50's (my opinion).

-He doesn't like omnics, but he never actually used omnics as dummies before unlike other members of Junkertown would.

-He wears earplugs half of the time to save what is left of his hearing.

-Surprisingly, has amazing eyesight.

-His balance game is strong, have you seen his Running Rat emote? He can balance on his peg leg with ease.

-Not so good with kids, mainly because half of the time he doesn't know what they want from him.

-He can draw pretty well actually, usually, he draws random facial designs on papers, or weird people when he's bored.

-Very, VERY fast reader, and he comprehends it well too (same my guy).

-He doesn't actually hate all omnics, he's curious, have you heard his interactions with Rammatra before? He's curious about the guy.

-Not religious whatsoever, but probably because he doesn't know much about it in the first place.

-He likes coffee a lot, but he genuinely cant handle hard caffeine, like espresso, so he often gets something on the sweeter side.

-Unlike his balance, his motor skills are a bit wonky, he has shaky hands, like he was taking crack his whole life.

-He can't decipher romantic feelings from platonic half the time, so he just vibes with whatever is going on till the person figures it out for him.

-Falls asleep very quickly, like a damn marine.

-The only reason Jamison would probably join Overwatch, is to get away from his criminal record, either because he wants to be a better person, or just to mask it.

-Amazing at making sand castles, like extremely good, the guy can make a palace out of sand in a couple of hours.

-When he takes his mech hand off, there's a small electrode that helps him move his hand very smoothly, and with the modified technology of OW2 universe, it manages to basically allow him to feel the movement and control it like an arm.

-When he was little, he had a light tooth gap.

-0 body hair, he is a twink.

-Professional at slithering his way out of questions, use the interaction he had with Lifeweaver when he was asked if Roadhog was his significant other.

-When he zones out, he genuinely looks sad even though he isn't.

-Not a big fan of working with music. When he works, he needs either pure and utter silence, or somebody talking to him or near him.

-Doesn't have a hunch because surprisingly has a very good sitting posture.

-His hair is put up a lot more often than people think.

-Has a tattoo on his upper thigh of one of his weird smiley faces. --- Bellow are some romantic headcannons, this includes you being his lover (in our case, somebody with the female anatomy) ---

-No interpretation of boundaries whatsoever unless set directly.

-At some point, his heists can often mean more to him than his partner, but with time, it can change.

-Likes people shorter than him, he finds it "cute".

-Actually isn't overly touchy, he's never had physical affection, so it can weird him out a lot at first, but he gets used to it quickly and begins to initiate it just as fast.

-Loves kissing, like any type of kissing, from pecks to make outs. He's very messy with it.

-When you call him out, he puckers out his lips and just looks at you.

-Doesn't care for body shapes or types whatsoever, he however likes peoples hands a lot for some reason, his aren't so clean, he knows he's committed crimes, and even though he's proud of them half of the time, it's nice to see someone who cant compare.

-Takes some said things out of context, like sexual hints.

-If you guys do ever have sex, he would lay against you after, looking up at you with his head between your tits (any sized tits, tits are a privilege to lay against, it's tits guys.)

-More of a visual person, very, loves feeling your anywhere.

-Would oppose to pretty much anything you ask, if you ask him to put his hair up, he would, you ask him to do something, he would.

-Scared of being a father a bit, as mentioned before, not a big fan of kids (me too brother.)

-Loves sharing food with you, a lot, it's one of his love languages, along with gift giving and quality time.

-Extremely messy kisser by nature, he doesn't want to learn though.

--- Who should I do next?? Let me know. ---

#headcannons #headcanon #overwatch #junkrat #jamison fawkes

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Your future spouse first Impression of you & Love messages

May or may not be for you . Thats okay ♡ 1 -3

some typos . I told someone I will do Pac like this so

Pile one -Imagine

They will be impress by your height , the heels that you wear they will love your walk and they will see you from the back but sense that your attractive . The way that you carry yourself ,your body and how your dress that day is good. They want to get close to you tobget better look and have a sweet scent or voice . Your future spouse will just see your eyes but not your full face. For the guys they will notice your beard ,moustages and in general your hair look curly. You have the dewy eye look and the guys the wear you have jacket . Your spouse has been wanting to get to know you for a long time wanting to start a relationship but in another way this can be about being caught offgaurded.

They will notice you having to muiltask so it that way for example your taking care of people younger than you ,on phone at same time while out shopping. They see that your good at thinking quickly and handling crisis. Your spouse will think of you as someone who is empathic and they sense that ypur going through a lot of different changes in your life at the moment. Meeting can happen at an amusment park or some place like that you have to move around a lot and so much happening at once. They can see how chill you are before getting ride than seeing you freak out while on but then after you get back to yourself so they will think thats cute. They like seeing you get exicted to .

Love messages ♡

Let love be the one to help us see through any difficult issue because you are the one who showed me what love really is. I heard of love that grows old, love that is just sexual, love that has no boundaries, and that no matter what language we speak or where we are from, our love will set us free.

Right now the message from your special person is one that although right now you cant be together . It's hard on them as much as it is for you. They are letting you know that now they are ready for your union. They want you to know that your home life will improve and that you are not going to be alone anymore. that others will reach out to you with more love to give you compliments, gifts, and just plain old love. They feel inspired by your own growth, and things will soon shift for the better around you.

cards :8 wands king cups , 2 of pentacles / random messages : pink or red heels.

pile two- A love

cards /random messages : 2 of diamonds shine bright, sunny days , movie goofy , page of swords , king swords ,page wands ,eight

The song title is the message and maybe the art to.

Your at a large gathering and they will be speechless on seeing you. They will gasp or suck in breath whisper how fine that person is or damn they look good. Your in process of ending something or something came to the end. They see it on your social media and they see you trying to be better than who you were before. You went through a process of training yourself to get ahead in your life. It reminds me if an Ice skater that probably went through all these errors and trials to be able to land her trick but then they ended up banning afterwards.

It takes more effort to get what you want at the moment. eventually that era is coming to end and your in process of going toward a new chapter in your life. A new career , moving to new place/ out of your family place , and going to college . Able to accomplish a lot in life and when your able to elminate yout bias. Your hard working and they love seeing what your passion about in life. They like seeing you at work . They are very focus on you at the moment at work how your in charge and even if your not in charge but they see you as someone who is respected in work place. Many people going toward in you in your place.

love message ♡

My heart is heavy, but my soul knows that this pain will soon pass. I want to just run fast toward you and just experience this love. Even without touching your lips or you, I felt a warm, loving energy that embraced me all over. I felt safe enough to tell you everything, which had my heart panciking for the first time to talk about my insecurities without fear of judgement. I'm glad you stay next to me even on my bad days.

They often are attack because of how much that attarct in their life being in high postion. Others around them can think that they are purposly trying to werck their life but they do things for spiiritual purposes and their own experinces that helps them to be able to cope with life. seven wands destroyed saboteur. They will feel safe to be around you is the word I want to use because comfrot is also one word hut in then sense of just being themselves.

They see you as someone who is sassy , that can stand up yourself and they see you as a passionate person. You may be walking away from a job at this time or correcting someone at your job. They will feel exicted and ready to begin to meet you . Your going to a new place.

Pile three- (so) divine

They see you as someone postive and say that you like Starbucks, drink coffee, or just drink in general (alcohol). For the feminine energy, they like how you dress bohemian or in bright colors. They like gold jewelry you like to wear, and the more masculine energy here can like to show it off. In terms of fashion, it can be like just wearing less and showing off their personality. They feel that you made a grand entrance into their lives and that you are someone of huge importance. that you are able to help the world or just the community around you do better. They see you as someone who will just start things quickly in life. Your future spouse thinks of you as someone who has both the goddess and dark goddess aspects to themselves and is able to create whatever they want in life. They do see you as someone who can use their seduction to get whatever they desire.

They think you're mischievous, but it does come from your rebellious nature. You can trigger things in others that remind them of things they need to heal within. Others at times can think you're just being rebellious to cause trouble and not to educate others. Yet it is good to talk and just bring awareness, but when it comes from your own words and not those of others, it is more powerful. Instead of coming from a place of arrogance,They are the type to dwell on making sure everything is right in love before they confess. They also need to be in a good place in their career.

Love message ♡

It's hard to figure out who you are, and when I think I know who you are, there's always another side you've hidden to reveal later on. I felt that I had to take my time in getting there, as I had thought it could take some time. I know life is a journey, not a race, but I can't stop thinking of you. Where do you like to go in your free time? What makes you laugh, why did you feel sad on that day, and do you like to stay up or fall asleep at night? these questions, but I don't want to pressure you or come on too strong. I do hope that when I figure out how to take things to a level where we both feel connected to each other.

#Spotify #love messages #channel message #fs tarot #fs pac #love pac

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the-whispers-of-death · 1 month

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"reader doesn't follow boxer!stone into the locker rooms afterwards" my heart... ive just woken up and see that how dare you hurt me at 6am in my own home

so so so giddy over all of that tho and it raises a TON of questions as well. like, for example, would they have even been friends before that? or are they just workplace crushes?? i very clearly see reader now just avoiding any public appearances for a WHILE. bro probably cant open social media w/o being blasted w posts about it. maybe hes rejecting press interviews, guest appearances on shows, all that, because all they'd probably talk about is a) the kiss b) his sexuality, which i would presume was proooobably a well kept secret until that moment. hm.

but what does stone do. like. how does one react to that sort of impulsive decision. i doubt either of them *regret* it, but maybe can agree there was a better time and place for all of that

oh god imagine the talk between them both that goes down after this. HORRID. its a very very delicate thing to handle and they both know it

or maybe utterly worst case scenario, reader quits working with him. too much public attention over such a minor thing. sure the job probably pays well but is it realky worth the 'scandal' that the public makes it out to be? i know i would definetly become a damn hermit if this happened.

or maybe he enjoys and revels in the attention. "yeah *i* got to kiss him in front of all of you. thats *my* man, hell yeah !!!!! maybe he uses this sudden exposure to his advantage. i mean, its like a sales strat they *could* experiment with. or not. i dunno

~ love, a very much so half-awake rusty

CW: Angst

"Are you finally done ignoring me?" Stone asked, appearing beside you before you could scurry away from him like you've been doing for the past few days. He crossed his burly arms against his chest. "We need to talk."

You swallowed down the lump in your throat, nodding. "We do need to talk, about the kiss," you replied, sounding nervous. You weren't a nervous guy, usually, but you also weren't the type of man to kiss his best boxer. "Look, the kiss was because of the adrenaline, it meant nothing."

Stone held back his frown, feeling the hurt settle into his chest at the way you so easily dismissed the kiss he had initiated. "What?" He couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"It was nothing, Stone," you insisted. It had to be nothing, he was your best boxer. You couldn't date him and risk losing your best boxer in case the relationship failed. "The kiss was due to the high of the moment. It's not going to change anything."

"I like you," Stone blurted out, his voice softer than usual. He stepped closer, towering over you like always. He looked so hopeful that you felt the same way. "I can't sleep without imagining you beside me, I ache for you. It was not nothing to me. I meant all of the emotions I poured into that kiss. You can't say you don't feel the same way too."

You did feel the same way too, you did. But the professional in you, the one who loved having a star boxer, pushed down your feelings. You couldn't let this get out of control like it had that fated night.

He'd get over it, you thought to yourself, even if this was going to hurt him.

Your eyes narrowed. "No, Stone. I don't feel the same." The lie felt bitter on your tongue, but you pushed through the discomfort. "You're nothing more than my prized boxer to me. You always will be. You're just a boxer."

Stone took a step back from you, physically recoiling from the wave of hurt that hit him like a ton of bricks. His brown eyes kept searching your face for a hint of you lying, but you had schooled your expression too well.

He couldn't tell you were lying. And that fact made his expression shut down, turning cold and stoic like always.

"Of course," he murmured, his voice so cold like always. "I'm going to go wash up."

With those words, he turned on his heel and walked to the locker room. He ensured no one else was in the locker room before he let a sob tear from his throat, pressing his back against the wall and sliding down to crumple onto the ground.

Stupid, he told himself, I was stupid for thinking anyone would love me.

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WELCOME BACK SPORTS FANS ;D

Welcome back to the 2nd volume of trigun! The contestant has gone through some bumps on the road but nothing he cant handle. This volume comes with some interesting extra chapters. What a chance to gather points and get ahead of the tally

Lets all gather and see what he has prepared today!

Chap 0.1:

-1 "yikes statement" point for his sad thoughts. dont let the nice morning routine fool you. the contestant just woke up and held no punches with the "if he was honest, he wouldve been dead by now. he cant really live like a normal person"

Chap 0.2:

-1 "bad event" point for all the guns in his face while he was vibing with his music. this marks the start of the kidnapping arc

-1 "bad event" point for becoming a hostage

-1 "bad event" point for getting kicked even though he deserved it (ah the 90s)

-1 "action" point for using himself as a shield to save the girl

-1 "action" point for crying for someone "dying" even when he didn't knew the guy. His values and mentality lead him to believe that he has to protect everyone in the world. wait whats that-

-1 "yikes statement" for saying "its so senseless. i really hate seeing people die." The suffering division will count it because it relates to his trauma later in the story

-1 "action" point for putting himself in danger. Even if he is able to evade the bullet, it was really dangerous. It seems like the contestant is putting more on the line for the sake of points!

Chap 1:

-We are back to the main story!

-1 "bad event" point for the sad thought. Imagine not being able to look at the sky without getting sad about it

-1 "bad event" point for getting hit by a ball while lost in his sad thoughts

-1 "yikes statement" point for the "its the one thing that has kept me living for so long" Well damn, trimax vash keeps hitting the audience with that reminder, the audience goes wild but also sad. Also this point is brought by one of the most important mvps of this season: Legato Blue fucking summers!

-1 "bad event" point for getting scared to death with that...vision? the suffering division isnt sure but it counts!

-1 "bad event" point for getting accused of murder. The contestant leaves the ground ready for the next chapter. It's time for some violent times folks

Chap 2:

-1 "bad event" point for getting arrested for something he didn't do

-And he hits a flashback everyone!. He strikes 1 "sad outburst" point for not being able to stop crying after rem died. fuck.

-1 "bad event" point for not being able to stop the memory. The contestant is crying but his mind keeps playing that moment like a broken record. The ships fall, they flee, she stays.

-1 "traumatizing event" point for watching rem die. He watched the ship fall into the darkness without being able to do something.

-1 "action" point for changing his expression so easily the moment the girls went to the cell. The contestant is hitting so many heavy points already

-1 "bad event" point for getting pushed against the wall with enough strength to break spines. The audience flinches but we all know the contestant will make it out of this one

-1 "bad event" point for getting choked at the same time...the contestant is really going at full speed

-1 "action" point for fighting seriously after the girls were in danger. If the contestant keeps this energy up, he could hit an "angry outburst" point next chapter!

Chap 3:

-1 "bad event" point for the...attack in his arm? dear audience, the fight scenes in trimax are really something but we're doing our best

-1 "action" point for putting himself in danger while telling others to take cover

-1 "bad event" point for having his arm pulled out with the handcuffs. even if its his fake arm, it still looks pretty painful

-1 "traumatizing event" point for seeing dead people and WHAT THAT-

-1 "bad event" point for having a sad flashback in the middle of a fight.

-1 "yikes statement" point because the contestant doesnt think a physical injury is enough. his "I'm the one who's dangerous" is more than enough to grant him the point

-AND JUST LIKE THAT. The contestant beats his ass and puts the gun to his eye. 1 "angry outburst" point

-1 "action" point for his clear internal conflict. his hate for this murderer battles against the part of him trying to keep alive rem's legacy. What a sight to behold. The audience is in tears

-1 "action" point for calling out to his basically mom. Because what else can he do?

Well that was heavy

Chap 4:

-1 "traumatizing event" point for gathering so many scars in the past

-1 "yikes statement" point for basically calling his own body ugly.

-1 "yikes statement" wow another one. The contestant strikes with no fear and pulls out the "i have to settle the score. if i just went with my own life, i wouldnt be able to life with myself"

-1 "traumatizing event" point for finding monev's dead body on a cross.

-1 "bad event" point for getting attacked, even though he dodged it

Chap 5:

The contestant gathered no points this chapter! he is either resting or preparing something devastating for chapter 6

Chap 6:

DEAR AUDIENCE THIS IS THE MOMENT. THIS IS THE CHAPTER. HE HAS ARRIVED. PLEASE WELCOME OUR MVP, WOLFWOOD!

-1 "bad event" point for getting read by wolfwood like nothing. Wolfwood has just arrived and already handed the contestant a point

Chap 7:

-1 "bad event" point for being tricked in a really fucked up way. no one was able to see legato except him. therefore he cant warn people about him

-1 "bad event" point for getting injured with the door

-1 "bad event" point for dominique's first attack. although it was pretty cool. the contestant prepares himself for more moves

-and bam! 1 "bad event" point again for getting attack from behind

-AND THE CONTESTANT KEEPS GOING. 1 "bad event" point for having the gun on his chin

Chap 8:

This is the final chapter before trigun maximum everyone! lets see what the contestant has prepared for the grand finale

-1 "action" point for using his own pain against hypnosis like a madlad

-1 "traumatizing event' point for watching dominique jump...yikes

-1 "bad event" point for....fainting...from the pain???? we think????

-1 "bad event" point for being woken up by the worst vibes possible. i wonder who's fault is that

-1 "action" point for just yelling out "knives" in a moment of pure rage.

-1 "action" point for wanting to rush outside in a bad condition. the contestant has really picked up a fast pace

-1 "bad event" point for getting slapped by meryl. deserved by still counts

AND THE FINAL MVP IS HERE. MILLIONS KNIVES READY TO DEMOLISH VASH'S SANITY, EVERYONE CHEERS

-1 "action" point for not being able to shoot/keep knives away from him. alright, it seems like the contestant is going pretty fast..we havent seen this kind of speed since stampede

-1 "bad event" point for getting insulted by knives

-1 "traumatizing event" point for getting his angel arm released against his will. the contestant has mastered a continuous movement to keep striking points, but when will it be too much?

-1 "traumatizing event" point for the...other kind of attack knives is inflicting on him. knives is violating vash's body in more ways than the angel arm. he's invading the body looking to release all the power and pain vash keeps inside to keep others safe. he's not only releasing vash's weapon, he's using vash as a weapon.

ok this got dark, maybe we can go back a bit-

-1 "traumatizing event" point thanks to knives and the great power of psychological torture. the contestant doesnt need reminders of july but the mvp knives is here to remind him anyway

-1 "bad event" point for getting the rest of his body injured in an attempt to not release the angel arm

-1 "yikes statement" point for his sad thoughts right before disaster strikes. he has given up. "we were no good from the very start. i should have never been born" are devastating words that get the point

-1 "traumatizing event" point for releasing the power. he knows death and destruction will follow. people will die because of him, and he was unable to stop it

WELL WASNT THAT A ROUND OF SPORTS??? AJAJAJA :'D

The contestant is...not moving, but dont worry dear audience, he will be more than fine. While the first aid people take him to the hospital let's count the points of this wild round!

The total points of this volume are 56 points! The average per chapter is in between 7 and 8 points, but the last chapter gave the contestant an incredible boost, meaning his new total is 89 POINTS??? In just 2 volumes the contestant is closer to 100 points than the other contestants. Hold on tight to your comfy seats and call your therapist cuz we are in for a ride!

Please keep following us for sports updates!

And to see if the contestant will make it out of the hospital in time

#trigun #trimax #vashs score board of pain

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