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The Handsome Artist. 12. (Daniel Ricciardo)

Let's go Colorado. After the messy night they spend together, Abigail agrees to go on a trip to Red Rocks.

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Previous part: Warm Shower.

Notes: Pic. This is the last of the future parts I had written so... next chapter will probably take a while.

Warning: Food.

"Are you sure? You look pretty happy"

Molly said.

"I'm sure. I want to go."

I was impatient. He said he would at 8 pm, we would drive through the night and arrive in the morning, sleep a bit and then in the afternoon we would go to Red Rocks. At first I thought it was a bit of a horrible idea. Driving for so many hours and at night. But then he got all excited and he was beaming in happiness. I was weak. After having him crying in my arms, I couldn't deny that.

"Do you have condoms? Toothpaste? The phone charger."

I blushed. Both Molly and Charlotte were there with me. I had condoms. I wasn't sure I would need them. I wasn't sure if I was ready for it. I was kind of scared yet. It was a big deal for me. But just in case.

"She has. I saw them" Molly answered for me.

The doorbell interrupted them. Molly jumped and ran to the door. "Yes, come up"

I felt the nerves setting. We have met four times in this two weeks. It was always quick coffee dates when we had some free time. We had planned the whole trip, he had informed me of everything and seeing him so excited made me even happier. But it was a trip with his friends. With people I barely knew. I wasn't used to this. I hadn't left the city in months.

When I saw him appear, I almost faint. He was so handsome. Today he was looking the best he had done in the last two weeks. Through our dates, I had seen him getting better. He hadn't slept much on the first days. Dark marks had circled his eyes. But he looked so fresh now. He looked so good.

"Ladies..." He gave Molly a quick hug and then walked to Charlotte, who opened her arms and squeezed him.

"Take care of my girl. She hasn't left in so long. Not even Molly could do it"

I blushed.

"I promise, Charlotte"

They didn't know what had happened. I just told them he had invited me. I couldn't expose him like that.

Daniel kissed Charlotte's cheek.

"And remind her to bring a souvenir. She always forgets. The girls went to this trip to New York on high school. It was Molly who brought the gif for me"

"I always take a thousand pictures for you" I defended myself.

"I want a magnet for the fridge." Charlotte told Danny.

"Noted"

Then Daniel turned to me and smiled so big.

"Ready?"

"Ready"

"Take care, have fun and enjoy a lot" Molly exclaimed through the window when we were getting my stuff on the car.

Soon, he started the engine.

"Let's go, Colorado"

"Let's go" I said smiling.

He turned the music on and started driving. Soon we wetr out of Los Angeles.

"Well, now, 15 hours to Morrison, Colorado." He said smiling at me.

The first part of the trip was slow, there was so much traffic and we were in silence. We didn't talked much. But when 2 hours later he pull to the side of the road.

"Wanna stretch my legs a bit" He gave me the softest smile.

"Okay. I can drive, If you'd let me."

"I think I'm saving that for later"

"Fine"

We jumped out of the car and looked around. There was not much to see. Only a small town in the middle of nowhere.

I leaned on the car and he walked closer to me.

"How are you?" He asked softly.

"I'm fine. You?"

He bit his lip.

"Ready to have some good fun" He grabbed my hand. "Aren't you nervous or something?"

"I'm nervous, yes. But excited."

He smiled and leaned next to me.

"I have thought that... Well." He swallowed. "I have been thinking a lot this week, Abigail"

I felt my breath get stuck in my throat.

"I want you to know what happened because it weights so much on me. I'm so so grateful for your help. For dealing with it. And I feel that you deserve to know"

"Daniel..."

"Don't stop me. I want to tell you, Abi. I'm sorry I'm doing it now. Maybe it's not the way you wanted to start the trip, but I really need to do it. I can't wait till Monday or Tuesday."

I touched his arm softly.

"It's fine. I told you to do it when you felt ready, if it's now..."

He nodded slowly.

"Do you mind if we get back to the road? Driving helps me to relax."

"Of course, yes."

Before letting me in the pink car, he pulled me for a hug. I took a deep breath and brace myself for what he would tell me.

It took him more than five minutes to start. I was there, nervously waiting and playing with me rings.

"Fine. Um... I don't know where to start"

"From the beginning. Just take your time"

He took my hand and kissed my knuckles before dropping it on his thigh. I took a breath. I could feel his skin, obviously not covered by his diy shorts. His tattoo, the ship, was right under my palm and I felt so uneasy.

"Fine. Uh... I had a girlfriend. Holly"

Nice. Good start.

"I dated her for a while." He grabbed the wheel with both hands and swallowed. "It was a long relationship."

I sjust let him sleep. I didn't want to interrupt him. I wanted him to let it out at his own pace.

"We met on a party. We went home together that night. She seemed so perfect. The sex was good. She was beautiful. She had pretty hair and a good body. She was outgoing and loved expensive things. I don't know. I kind of feel for all of that. I had a pretty girlfriend. I was working in one of the most successful tattoo parlors in Los Angeles. I was blinded. She was nice. She was good with me, with my family. She treated them well"

He sighed.

I didn't knew what to feel. She seemed perfect and so different to me.

"But... All of that was on side of her. She was only that nice when I was around. It was Michael who told me. I couldn't believe him at first. It was..."

"You thought he was jealous" I finished. I knew that feeling well. I got so angry at Molly the first time she warned me.

He shoot me a quick look.

"Yes. She was manipulative. She was all smiles and nice words when I was there, but when I was not..." His voice broke for a second. "There was this time... My family was here. They came to spend Christmas here. She talked shit to my mum. And left Michelle outside the house. I defended her when she told me she hadn't heard the bell. Michelle got so angry at me and..."

I felt rage boiling in my blood. How could someone be like that?

"Holly manipulated me. She made me believe my family hated her for nothing. I was in love with her. I was blinded. Then... Then I started to realize. Michael put some sense into me... He always does" He chuckled a bit. "I'm glad he did. But then..."

His chest filled with air. He bit his lip and gripped the steering wheel hard. His knuckles went white.

My heart was beating fast. It felt so familiar. So real. So close. It felt like a lucid dream. I had lived it. I had gone through the same.

"I decided that I wanted to break up with her. She didn't made me happy anymore. It wasn't what I wanted. I didn't want my family to hate my partner. I wanted them to be happy. I wanted the kids to love their aunt. I-I... They are the most important thing for me and she made them fight, she made this two little kids who love each other fight. I opened my home for her and she took advantage of it."

I felt guilty. It was too soon and I had gone and treated the kids as if they were my family.

"Danny, wait. I'm sorry if I overstepped with them... I didn't mean to make you..."

"No, no, no. No, Abi. You are fine. It's fine. I loved it. Don't worry about it."

He grabbed my hand again and I shivered. He loved it. He loved me with the most important thing of his life.

"Okay. Um... Sorry."

"Don't be."

I gave him a smile and pulled his hand to my lap. I stroked his knuckles and he took a deep breath.

"Fine. Now comes the hard part"

"Okay" I caressed his skin softly and he gripped my fingers tight.

"The day I tried to break up with her... I told her it was over. I didn't want it anymore. S-she told me she was pregnant"

I felt cold. Did Danny had a kid? Why hadn't he told me? Did he lost it? Did their mother took them away? Did Danny not want them? He wasn't like that, right? Grace said he wanted to be a dad so bad.

"She begged me to not break up with her. For the sake of the kid. I-I believed her. I believed it was the best. I always wanted kids. I did it for my kid"

I reached for the window and opened it. I was suffocating. Where was that kid?

"I stayed with her. I told everyone. Friends. Family. I was excited. It was weird because I didn't love her. I wasn't happy with her. But thinking about how my kid, a kid I've always wanted, was growing in her, it made me less miserable. My family wasn't that happy. I knew they thought I should have the baby. They knew I wanted her away. But I wouldn't let that kid grow without me."

I wanted to cry and scream. I was so confused.

"Then... Then a couple of months went by. I thought the pregnancy was still pretty recent and that's why she wasn't showed much. Then... I-I caught her in the middle of a call."

His fingers moved in mine nervously. I couldn't understand anything. It was so confusing.

He swallowed before speaking.

"She was faking. She wanted to tie me to her. She wanted me around. She took advantage of me. I have money, I have good friends everywhere. I could give her a lot of things. She wanted it. So when she felt she was loosing it, she told me she was pregnant with a kid that never existed."

I felt my heart breaking. I hated that woman so much. I didn't even know her and I already hated her.

"Danny..."

"I had a trip planned to Australia for Dad's birthday. She had planned to fake an miscarriage during that week so I wouldn't be around. She wanted to say she had lost the kid."

"W-what?"

"Yes. Meanwhile... Meanwhile she had been trying to get pregnant. I don't even know what she tried with me. Don't wanna know."

I caressed his arm slowly and took his hand to my lips. I left a little kiss on the number 3 and he smiled softly.

"Tell me that's all" I begged him. I didn't want him to suffer. Why would she do that to him?

"I wish. The other day... That day... I saw her. I was a bit drunk and went out to get some fresh air. She was there. She has a kid now. Two years old kid."

"When did you..."

"Two years ago"

I gasped. Did he had a kid or not?

"She couldn't get pregnant from me. So she looked for someone's else. She found him. Has a kid now."

"Daniel I..." Everything made sense. His words on the bathroom, the state he was in, the tears.

"I didn't want you to know at first because it fucked me up. It fucked me really bad and I didn't want you to run away because of it"

"I won't. I won't run away. I-I... I have a past too, Dan."

He looked at me.

"What have they done?" He asked softly.

I would open to him. I would show him the most vulnerable Abigail.

"You know this thing people say. If I had a penny for any time I have been cheated on I would only have two pennies."

Another quick look and a soft touch on the side of my hand.

"Which is weird because I have only dated two men."

"No..."

"Yes. I've only have two boyfriends. Both cheated on me. That's why it takes me a bit to trust. I don't want to go through that again. I think I can understand your pain because Arnie, the last one... " I took a deep breath. "He manipulated me and messed so bad with me. I think I can understand what you feel"

Maybe tell him everything was too much. Maybe I wasn't ready to talk about my problems. About the trauma. Maybe I needed to talk to Jennifer first.

"Listen. Those two were total assholes. Okay? I don't know them. But I hate them. How could they do that to the best person that has ever stepped on Santa Monica and the rest of Los Angeles. Maybe even the states. Not the earth because my mum is an angel."

I blushed and my breath got stuck on my throat.

"You are so special, Abigail. Maybe you were too much for them. Not maybe. You were. You are beauty and grace. You are awesome. Abi, you are awesome. I will tell you as many times as you need. I'm so happy to have met you"

I brought his hand to my lips again and kissed it. His fingers were slightly stained with ink and I had just noticed.

I liked him so much. So so much. I was so sure of it. But not ready at all too. I was ready to be next to him, to go on trips with him, to go to the beach, make plans... But I wasn't ready for more. I wasn't ready and for the first time I didn't feel any kind of pressure. It was okay to go slow, to take a step each time.

"Thank you, Daniel. Y-you too. I love spending time with you and... I know you will be a good dad. Fantastic even. The kids love you and so will yours."

"Thank you, Abi. You are the sweetest."

I felt better now. He knew a piece of that part of me. He could understand now why I behave in certain ways.

"And... You are okay now, right?" He asked cautiously.

"I am. I go to therapy regularly."

"I mean with us" He said almost whispering. I loved the way his lips pounced us.

I blushed. I was more than okay. I had never been better.

"I am."

He smiled.

"Let's forget about them. About Arnie and Holly. Fuck them. We are now on our way to Red Rocks and we will have a good fun. Right?"

"Yes. I'm excited" I told him smiling.

"Fine. Because it will be great. Corey knows this place. He said we can go on a hike. Tomorrow. It's beautiful. A little lagoon. You're gonna love it"

My heart beated fast.

"Also, he has a loft with one of those sofa bed or divans or something like that. Only for you"

"Oh wow, I'm flattered."

He chuckled.

The tension had dissipated, he seemed more relaxed, he was smiling differently now. There were no worry lines on his forehead. And me? I felt as if I had left the cards on the table. He new my past, a part of it. I had just trusted him with that and I had only done it because I felt he wouldn't take advantage of it.

"Yeah, I didn't want you to share a room with me and the guys. Scotty is sleeping on Corey's room with Cloe, his girlfriend. They are getting married soon..."

He started talking nonstop. He told me about Scotty, his aussie friend who was a snowboard teacher. Cloe, his soon to be wife who was super nice. Then Corey, who was a photographer and producer in Hollywood, he didn't make big things but was so fucking good at his job. Then Blake, he was an accountant. He met him when he was working in another studio. He told him to follow him when he went with Lewis and he was in charge of finances in the studio now. Michael had a gym close to the Troubadour. He joked about how he gave spinning lessons to grannies. He was happy, he couldn't stop talking about how they would love me and how I would feel so comfortable with them.

"So... You have the loft because the soon to be married couple wanted the suit for themselfs. And I suppose you wouldn't want to share a bedroom with Mike and me or Blake and Corey." He chuckled. "Michael is full of testosterone. You've seen him. The guy is huge."

I laughed.

"It's fine, thank you. I just hope there are no ghost up there"

"I can protect you, don't worry"

It made me laugh. He was so cute.

He didn't stop talking during the whole trip. He talked about how he met Michael when they were barely kids. How he was an engineer but then discovered that his real passion was sport after being a rugby player. Then he talked about Blake. They met when Daniel messed with the numbers of his own tattoos and then the owner of the studio made him go and check it with Blake. Then he talked about how Scotty was his friend soulmate. He was from Melbourne, from the other side of the country. A couple of days by car probably. Then he told me about Corey, the wonderful stuff he made, the videos he always made from the trips they all made together. It was Corey's family house and the moment he told him about me, he was more than happy.

He laughed so hard when I opened my bag and pulled a half done crochet top.

"I bought this new shirt and any matched with it!" I defended myself.

"You are awesome. I want a top for my birthday"

The one in July. I remember Izzy clumsily saying his uncles birthdate. Maybe I could do something for him and gift it before he traveled to Australia.

We stopped on his favourite road restaurant in Nevada. They made all kinds of food. It was fun to share sushi and pizza in the middle of the dessert. Then whe crossed Las Vegas and he had to stop to take a Pic.

"I know it's not your thing, but we will come someday and I will show you my favourite things. No casino and party stuff, I promise" He said patting my leg.

Then the night came and we fell in silence. The music was on the back, soft and melodic. I was pretty relaxed and had rested well through the whole trip. The road was so calm. When I turned to him, he gave me a soft smile.

"Are you tired?" I whispered softly.

"A bit."

It was long past midnight. Long long.

"We can stop and have a coffee." I told him.

He smiled.

"Fine"

Soon we found a little village with a 24h open dinner. Macy's.

He stretched like a car when he climbed out of the car.

"Aren't you so tired?" He asked.

"I'm fine. I have been pretty relaxed the whole trip"

Inside the dinner, we order a couple of coffees and waffles with Nutella. Then we sat on the table. The place was empty and there was music playing on the back.

"If you don't like Nutella let me tell you that this won't work"

I giggled.

"I love it. Who doesn't?"

"Well. Holly didn't. I shouldn't have trusted her" He said laughing.

I knew what he was doing. He was trying to make it look less important. But I had hold him in tears under the shower.

I leaned and kissed his cheek softly. I blushed, but felt happy.

"Okay, let's be all cute and cliche. Open"

He showed me the fork with some waffle and I giggled. I opened and he gave it to me. It was delicious.

"It's so good" I said covering my mouth.

He dropped his arm around the sea and suddenly I was comfortably tucked on his side.

"It's sooooo good." He said having some himself.

I giggled when I saw the Nutella on the corner of his mouth. Cupping his chin, I wiped it carefully. I felt like a teen girl again. The only difference was that now the guy was truly interested in me.

We spent almost an hour in there, comfortable and talking in whisperes on the corner of that old place. I felt alive, I laughed like a kid at his stupid jokes and made him laugh at mine. It was incredible. Then we had an argument, testing who was more stubborn. I was. I won and payed for our late night dinner or too early breakfast.

He took my hand once we were outside.

"Hey, Dan"

He looked at me.

"Do you prefer if I drive this last time?"

"Are you sure?"

"You look tired. Get some rest."

He smiled and pulled me to his side, he kissed my temple and passed me the keys.

"Take care of her"

"Her?"

"Mhm"

It made me laugh.

We sat on the car and he observed me with a smile for the first few minutes. It made me a bit nervous because he looked like a puppy, but soon his eyes closed and the next time I looked he had laid against the window.

I drove for two hours, I saw sunrise in front of me accompanied by Danny's soft breathing. I tried to wake him up so we could share that moment, but he was so sleepy. It was cute. He looked like a baby. He looked way better than the other time I watched him sleep.

Then the GPS guided me to a house past Morrison, Colorado. It was made of wood, painted in light green. There was a couple of cars outside and a figure on the porch. It was only past 9 am when I parked. I recognized the figure. Michael. He got up and smiled, saying hi with his hand. I said hi too and saw how he went inside.

I turned to Daniel. He looked so handsome like this. I reached my hand and softly touched his hair. I was dying to feel it, to touch those black curls and comb them with my fingers.

"Danny? Hey sweetheart. We just arrived"

He stirred a bit and frowned.

"Dan. Good morning"

He opened his eyes and turned his face to me, I left my hand fall and he grabbed it.

"Good morning"

I hadn't slept a single minute since yesterday. I was exhausted. But his smile made me forget about that for a second.

"Did you drive here? All the way?"

"I actually found this man and asked him to do it for me. He stayed in the town. I didn't want you to catch me."

He chuckled.

"Welcome to Morrison, Abi" His morning voice was so pretty.

I leaned and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

"Thank you for bringing me"

"It just begun"

"Hey! Why can she drive the car but not me?"

We both looked. A tall man with straight air and clear skin was there. A woman, blonde and curly haired was next to him laughing.

"And that is Scotty" Daniel said laughing.

We left the car and soon Danny's hand found my shoulder. I felt safe.

"Guys. She is Abigail. She is super nice and I'm sure you will love her."

"Hey, I'm Scotty."

"I'm Cloe"

The couple was so nice. They gave me friendly smiles and Cloe even hugged me.

"YOu already know Michael and Blake. And... That's Corey."

"Hi, Abigail"

THe photographer hugged me too with a smile.

"I hope you like the loft because this idiot didn't stop until he got the thing for you"

I blushed slightly.

"Hey, she wouldn't want to sleep in a bedroom full packed with dudes. Right?"

"That's right" I said giggling.

Daniel hugged my shoulders.

"Welcome, Abigail. Danny can show you the house, right?" Corey said.

"Right"

"Thank you for... I don't know, let me stay. And the loft. Thank you for that too. The living room would have been okay"

"Nothing of that." Corey said with a smile.

"Hey, let's get our stuff inside and sleep a bit. I'm so tired" Danny said.

We both picked our bags from the car and went inside, the other staying on the porch for breakfast.

Daniel left his stuff in the room first. There were too small beds.

"How will Michael fit in there?" I said from the door and he laughed.

"I don't know. I really don't know"

Then he accompanied me to the loft. There were some stairs and a wooden door. When I opened it, I smiled. There wasn't much, but it was cute and cosy.

"What a pity I only have two nights to spend here" I left my bag on a chair and walked to the convertible sofa. There was a window in the ceiling, one of those skylights. I like the place.

"I knew you would like it" I shivered when Danny hugged my waist. His warmth felt better than anything.

I found myself leaning back on his chest. My heart was thumping in my chest so fast.

"Thank you for coming" He whispered and rested his chin on my shoulder. I slid my hands over his and threaded our fingers. A simple hug in an empty room became the most intimate moment I had shared with anyone. I didn't know what to say, words probably wouldn't come out either. "They already love you. I know it. I'd love it if all of you... I want my friend to be your friend too" He added in a whisper.

"They seem nice"

"You will love them. I promise. I wouldn't have brought you here if not"

I smiled softly. Molly was my only friend and it made me nervous to meet new people.

"Thank you for bringing me here, Danny"

He kissed my shoulder and I closed my eyes.

"You will love it."

I don't know for how long we stayed like that. Then, in silence, he helped me to set the sofa and make it a bed.

"I'm gonna crash in the bed for a bit." He said walking to the door. I followed him there.

"Me too"

"Have a good sleep. I need you awake for tonight. We have pretty good tickets"

I smiled and nodded.

"I will"

"See you later. Feel free to wake me up if you want to. Lunch will probably be at 13.00."

"Perfect."

I closed the door and leaned on it. I was falling in love with him. So fast and so deep.

Me and the necessity of writing a slow burn that I won't stand later. I want them to kiss already.

Next part: Lavander Girl.

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#daniel ricciardo #dr #fic #the handsome artist #fluff #f1

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moxxiejoestar · 1 year

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Book of thoth the god of knowledge (1/?)

to see the past, present & future like fortune teller/crystal ball.

On past. The Dr. Robotnik eggman set the metal virus spread all over the zone in the mainland one by one. Zombot is the character who will turn into a shine color body like metal, platinum, gold, silver, bronze & more when it get infected by liquid of metal virus or infect character that won't bite you but the touch can be infected you & makes a zombot sound.

Sonic & his friend are gonna save the world with chaos emerald.

Many characters gone missing or infected by zombot during the outbreak as know tangle, charmy, shadow & more got infected

Eggman got an a horrible mistake that zombot was breached the main entrance of eggman's main HQ hideout base & he got infected.

Many days & week later sonic & his friend got all the chaos emerald & he became the super sonic to suck metal virus to space & saved the world that it was located at the angle island.

zombot tangle turn back to normal tangle by super sonic.

Meanwhile whisper the wolf saw tangle that was changed back to normal & she Sprint to her.

But she accidentally tripped over the rock or root from trees & swallowed tangle alive.

Whisper apologized to tangle for accident swallowed her & tangle said it's okay & she loved whisper's stomach for comfy.

Tangle: your tummy is as comfy as always, whisper!

Whisper: thank you, ta- *BURP* ^////^

Tangle: nice one, girl! I love when you do that! X3

On past before sonic saved the world cream got infected by zombot & swallowed Amy rose alive to infected her.

On future after sonic saved the world, cream & amy got back to normal. "Someone is talking to me" said cream then amy said "mmph! (down here cream!)" Cream look down & she saw

Amy rose in cream's stomach.

Cream: wow amy! *burp* You're good looking tasty of strawberry there :3

Amy: mmmfph!! (Let me out of here cream!!)

Cream: sorry amy! I can't let you out for good spot of feels nice when you do that ^w^

Amy: MMMPH!!! MMMMMMFFFPH!!!! (SONIC!!! HELP ME!!!!)

Cream: *yawn* I'm gonna take a nap with cryo pod/carbonite & set timer to 24 hours & 7 days UWU

Amy: *crying & sobbing* mmmfph mmmmmmfffph... mmmph... (sonic... Please help me....)

[One day later after cream & amy got freeze by cryo pod/carbonite]

Sonic: amy! Amy where are you?

Vanilla: *mimic & disguised as amy* sonic over here!

Sonic: *walks closer to amy* there you are amy-

Vanilla: *undisguised amy & changed back normal voice* SUPRISE SONIC! *swallowed sonic alive

Sonic: MMMMFFFPH? Mmmmmm (WHAT THE? hey this feels nice in here)

Vanilla: cream & I got plan to swallowed you & amy alive to keep you safe in here now. 😊

Cream & vanilla got plan to swallowed sonic & amy alive to keep it safe in here & it got completed.

Cream swallowed Amy alive while during the zombot outbreak & vanilla swallowed sonic alive after he saved the world to get rid the metal virus.

Vanilla: *laughs* oh sonic! It feels nice when you keep doing that ☺

Sonic: mmmph ^W^

Cream: hi mom! I got amy!

Vanilla: aww~ how cute! Let's take a picture Shaw we?

Cream: yeah

Cheese: chao! ^w^

Cream, vanilla & cheese the chao ready to take a picture to add it to frame it

[On many months ago before outbreak]

Rosemary was almost hungry but her food was empty so she sneak behind vanilla & swallowed alive like falicia on comic of "kitty vs batty" by burner

Rosemary: Aaahh~ now that's the good spot *burp*

Vanilla: mmmph? Mmmmfffph?! (What's going on? Who turned off the lights?!)

Rosemary: I'm so full UWU

Vanilla: mmmmmmfffph!!! (Someone! Anyone!! Help me!!!)

Rosemary: hush now bunny cakes~ you're safe in here & nobody will hurt you now~ *yawn* I'm gonna take a nap on vacbed/vacbox now

Rosemary takes a nap on vacbed/vacbox & vanilla had an idea to escape & she tell cream to plan for sonic & amy to swallowed them alive

That's what happens that boingo & my god of knowledge told me about the past, present & future about that

This is moxxie·joestar & I'm trying to telling you about this future to beware of it!!!! So stay tuned & good luck out there!

#soft vore #cream the rabbit #vanilla the rabbit #amy rose #sonic the hedgehog #thoth deck #thoth caduceus #thoth #egyptian gods #egyptian mythology #oingo boingo #oingo boingo brothers #moxxie #zombot #metal virus #book of thoth #Book of thoth the god of knowledge

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mhaclownery · 3 years

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𝕴𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝕴 𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖉 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: angst, hurt/comfort, swearing

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou

𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: Bakugou Katsuki x Kirishima Eijirou

𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: It's been a month since Katsuki broke up with Eijirou, and Eijirou was doing horrible.

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Eijirou sighed as he tossed his blanket aside, sitting himself upright. He glanced at the lit up neon numbers that stood out against the otherwise pitch black room. The alarm clock read 2:34 AM. Today marked the one month anniversary of Eijirou's heart being absolutely shattered by none other than Bakugou Katsuki himself. His relationship with ash blonde had been going for 4 years at this point, save for the past month. They'd gotten together their second year at Yuuei, and in Eijirou's opinion, those were the best 4 years anyone could have. He sighed once more, curling himself in a fetal-like position and closed his eyes in a futile attempt to go back to sleep.

Eijirou took a shaky breath as he began to hype himself up under his breath. "You got this man. The worst he could do is say no, ...right?" He shook his head as he charged toward the door and knocked before he could psych himself out. "Ugh. Who the fuck is it?" Katsuki grumbles through the door, clearly annoyed. 'Fuck. He's upset. I shouldn't do this.' Eijirou clears his throat. "Oh! Sorry! It's just me, Kirishima, but I can come back later it wasn't important anyw-" The door swung open, cutting Eijirou off mid-sentence. "Shut it, shitty-hair. You sound like fucking Deku." Eijirou rubs the back of his neck with a nervous laugh. "Are you gonna fucking come in?" Eijirou enters the room following Katsuki to his bed. Even though he's been in Katsuki's room multiple times, it felt insanely foreign in this moment. "I- Uhm." Katsuki gave Eijirou a weird look. "Spit it out, Red." The nickname made Kirishima feel a little bit at ease. 'I should just say it. Just rip off the band-aid." "I like you, Bakugou. A lot. And I'm sorry if this makes things awkward but I just-" Eijirou felt a familiar hand grip his face, turning his head to face the other boy and he froze, refusing to make eye contact. "Look at me, Eijirou." The use of his given name made his eyes widen and his heart flutter. He pulls his eyes to meet the burning bright red eyes of the person h's just confessed to. His expression was not at all what he was expecting. He was expecting an angry snarled face and instead he was met with a gentle expression. "I like you too, dumbass." Before he knew it, Eijirou was feeling a pair of surprisingly soft lips against his own.

Eijirou felt hot tears spilling down his face as the memory faded from his mind. He'd replayed the memory in his head a thousand times, at least, but he still couldn't piece together why Katsuki had broken up with him. He'd came back from a 2 week long hero work related trip, and almost immediately went to Katsuki's apartment. He was given a key about 3 month prior so he just let himself in. "Kats! I'm home!" He was met with a straight face Katsuki, and his stomach immediately dropped. "W-what's wrong, babe?" Katsuki sighs. "We need to talk." Eijirou wasn't a fool. He knew that a grim tone, a serious look and the words 'We need to talk' made a recipe for a break up. 'Maybe it's not what i'm thinking? It could be something else. "Sure, uh, what's up?" Eijirou felt himself shaking, and his heartbeat was all too loud in his ears. "I'm breaking up with you." The telltale sting of tears had presented itself in Eijirou's eyes. "What? Why? Did I do something wrong?" Katsuki stayed silent. "Katsuki, please." Katsuki turned his back on his back to Eijirou. "Goodbye, Kirishima." Got up letting his legs control him, taking himself as far as he could go. Which was apparently the end of the hall. Luckily for him, it was a secluded corner that no doors. He let out a sob that he didn't he was holding in. He entire body shaking violently, as he broke down on the dingy green carpet floors of the apartment hallway.

For whatever reason, Eijirou had listened to the part of his brain that told him to go to Katsuki's apartment. In a tear stained blur, he was up, grabbing his keys, and running out to his car. The screen of the radio from his car illuminated and the time read 3:08 AM. It was a long stretch but Eijirou was just hoping that Katsuki was still awake. He honestly didn’t notice but he looked horrible. It’d been a month since he’d gotten a full, healthy, nights sleep and he constantly looked like he’d been crying. (Which he was.)

Even though they didn't live that far away from each other, the drive felt insanely long to Eijirou. Once he finally pulled up he barely locked his door, as he ran into the building. He didn't bother taking the elevator, as he rushed up the stairs to the third floor. He barely got to apartment 303 before knock somewhat frantically. To his surprise, Katsuki was awake and seemingly in his living room as he opened the door incredibly fast. "Eij- Kirishima? What the fuck are you doing here?" Eijirou panicked as he realized he hadn't thought this through. "Wait. Just- Just hear me out." Katsuki's face has no distinguishable emotion on it, but he doesn't protest. "I miss you, Katsuki. I love you. You made me feel safe, You made me feel loved." Eijirou feels tears dripping down his face once again, but he continued anyway. "When the world was at its worst throwing hits at us left and right, it was us against it. It was you that I lied with when the world was caving in, Katsuki! I went to bed every night happy knowing that I was dating the love of my life and my best friend." Eijirou sobbed and wiped away some tears, even though more were still coming in buckets. "They worst part about losing you, Katsuki, was losing my best friend."

Eijirou hadn't noticed through his own plethora of tears but Bakugou had shed his own fair share of tears. "I broke up with you because I was selfish." Katsuki looks down, refusing to make eye contact. "I was scared, Ei. When you were gone I got to thinking about how much I'm love with you, and how much it'd hurt if you left. So, I decided that if I cut it off myself, I could protect myself from the pain later on, but fuck, it hurt so much. I miss you so much, I miss your embrace, I miss your laugh, I miss-" Katsuki was cut off by Eijirou initiating a wet passionate kiss. It was both familiar and foreign at the same time, and Eijirou wished it would last forever. When they pulled away, Eijirou gave a soft smile through his tear stained face. "I love you so so much, Katsuki. Please take me back? I’ll never leave you, I swear.“ Katsuki smiles softly, feeling the usual warmth in his chest return. “Of course I’ll take you back, Ei.” Eijirou pulls a toothy grin before initiating a second kiss. After they pull away, Eijirou hides his head in Katsuki‘s shoulder. “Kats, can we cuddle? ‘M sleepy.” Katsuki’s laugh vibrates through his body, and partial on Eijirou. “Sure, c’mon.” Katsuki lead Eijirou into his apartment, closing the door behind them. He had to admit his bed had felt emptier than ever, so as he was holding Kirishima in his arms, the world felt right again. “I’ll love forever, Kats.” Eijirou slurred out his words as his sleepiness took over him. “I’ll love you even more than that.” Katsuki shuts his eyes, ready to fall victim to sleep.

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laynemorgan · 3 years

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I'm sure you've already provided it, but I'd be curious to hear your road to becoming a staffed writer. What first got you interested in it? Does it go back to school days?

Man it goes back far. I mean, I guess in some ways it doesn't. Since you asked more about what got me interested in where it goes back to, I'll give you the lest technical and more biographicl explanatin. My first goal was just to become a writer. I've been writing since I was a really little kid. I actually recently found journals from like the elementary and middle school days just filled with them. And it was never small scale, I'd always be planning out the whole fucking setting, how all the characters were connected, full universes. I made a fake fantasy. land in my backyard because my parents live on a lot of land. I called it Teleterania. I remember very little about it besides that that was the name hahah but I did do it!!! Everything I read only made me want to write. Everything I watched made me want to write.

Sometime around late middle school and early high school, I started watching more TV. I found soap operas and was OBSESSSED with their flare for drama. I found BTVS, Charmed, Smallville, Veronica Mars, OTH, etc. And all of those shows really got me actually looking at TV in a way I had never before. I got obsessed with their worlds and into their fandoms. I became the liek TV guy in my high school. There was even a group of girls I never got to really hang out with that would always call me over to their table to ask about what I knew about OTH stuff hahaha and 17 year old me thought that was awesome. Before my sister passed away, she and I took a road trip down to North Carolina to tour the One Tree Hill set. OTH was like the one thing that she and I agreed on. And it was so awesome. For me it was a first look at what the industry actually looked like, to see the sets and what went into it and all of that.

But I don't think my eyes really opened to actually WORKING in tv until college. I went to school for English Lit and Creative Writing in New Hampshire. My school had a great writing program and I was right at home there. i still credit my first writing professor who was only a grad student for really teaching me what I know about writing and editing and reading my own work for error and she passed me on to her favorite professor which was a hugely flattering moment for me. AND THEN -- I fell in love with PLL. And for me, that was really where shit started. I didn't realize it at the time and it wasn't even the show that did it it was what the show showed me. Through my tumblr at the time which had very little to do with fandom, I actually wound up running into Patrick Adams and Troian Bellisario. We all were always sharing each other's posts and at the time I was working for a journalist covering random TV out of a shitty free magazine in Boston doing work for peanuts. But I was going out to LA to meet up with a friend and we all decided to meet for lunch and they let me interview them for my magazine and stayed really rad people. They also helped boost my PLL photo recaps which I was doing at the time and those got the attention of the Director, Normal Buckley who asked me out to coffee and talked to me about my goals and what I was doing. He was the person who first really helped me understand that there's an approachability to the TV world that to me had always been this like magical hollywood bubble I didn't understand.

I went home THRILLED about LA, dropped out of college and set out to go to film school. From there, I hated film school because it was too technical adjacent, dropped out again, spent all the money I had on that move twice, and went home to boston broke and lost. I spent two years after that maybe more saving money, working in fandom, and waitressing while I went back to college online. That era wasn't super writing focused but it's where I found myself. I realized I was queer, I came out, I got into tumblr rpg, I met my fandom friends, I found tumblr fandom in a way I hadn't before. And then a couple years later I found tl100.

From there, the rest is kind of wonky. I had a big fan blog for the show and talked a lot about it on my twitter which lead me to many interactions with the writers who then invited me to dinner at comic con one year. I had a long talk with Shumway abut my goals and what I wanted to do with my life. I knew I wanted to be in TV somehow. I knew I wanted to be in writing somehow but I couldn't figure out how those two things aligned. I was doing a lot of journalism and critic stuff because that felt like the clsoest way to be both a fan and workin in the world I loved but it was really Kim and Shawna that opened my eyes to the ability to just .... be a TV writer. Film school had made me terrified of the wrtiing side but I think it was because film school was so much more about writing for film which I learned isn't my thing. But TV is a writers' medium, unlike film which is more fo a directors medium and suddenly I was like -- MIND BLOWN. It was everything I wanted in a career and married all of the things I loved. It was something that had previously felt like unattainable but they made it seem human and approachable.

They helped me get my first WPA job, I saved up 3 grand working and with the help of some friends and moved to LA to start that. And suddenly I was in a whirlwind of catching up on everything I felt like I had missed. I was reading scripts, learning what the process looked like, doing everything I coudl to figure out what being a TV writer looked like. After that job, I got another WPA job at Millar Gough on Into the Badlands and later Shannara.

THEN I got hired on Daybreak which I can fully credit with being a huge stepping stone for me and changing my life in a lot of ways. Aron was the best showrunner. He was educational and he taught us shit, he let us in the room, he let us write stuff, he let us pitch and try and fall on our faces and never judged us for it. My second season there he moved me up to writers assitant and patiently walked me through all the stuff I didn't know yet because he had faith in me and my voice and my ideas. He let me writ e afreelance episode that year and pitch it in the room and do all the things that real w riters get to do.

So after Daybreak season 2 got cancelled I was pretty ready to spend my next year or two just writing, finding an agent and moving forawrd. And then I got an email to go and work for Moira Walley Beckett. She was looking for an assistant with serious room experience to help develop something in a small room and stay on with her later. I took the job becuase she's MOIRA and I was stoked to learn from her and work for a woman for once. I ernded up very fortunate becuase a month later we were all surprised by the covid mess and I was fully employed that whole year while many people weren't which was a huge help. Moira was a STELLAR boss. I had thought I was ready and what she taught me was that ther's always so much more to learn. She walked me through the process of applying notes and taking notes and changing draft after draft of your story. SHe walked me through breaking a whole season of television. We had a great partnership for the year and I'm so grateful. And then that project didn't end up seeing hte light of day and we our separate ways as well.

Cut to a few months ago, I was still at home in Boston, post-covid, having been sick for most of january. My friend Rachel dared me to write a spec in a weekend for the Warner Bros fellowship deadline. So I did. It was a Legacies Spec. Given that we didn't have access to the WGA library because of the pandemic, Legacies was an easy and obvious choice. I had already seen it inside and out and didn't need as much access to learning a show from scratch. So I wrote what I loved, wrote a season 2 legacies spec that embraced my favorite things about legacies: the high school soap of one tree hill, Lizzie doing wild dialogue, buffy-esque monsters, and themes of grief and humanity.

AND THE REST you know.

Here we are. I'm still lost as fuck. I'm still running full speed through a world I don't always feel like I"m ready for. I'm still a perfectionist and an obsessive overworker. I still take notes I don't need to take and do work at 10pm and come in early and stare at the story boards. There's a whole journey in all of this about representation and coming to find myself and queer media and wanting to make more of it but that's one I don't feel like I can fully get into until I'm decades out of it and the world is truly made better. But I'm here. And it feels like the end of a journey and liek I'm standing at the edge of a brand new clif because I've only just started.

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ms-rampage · 3 years

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Eden’s Gate: Aftermath Chapter 7 - Now That The World Is Ending

Warnings: Cuteness, Gabriel holding baby/toddler Daenerys

Word count: 2.4k

Summary: In the final chapter of Aftermath, as the bombs drop down to Earth above their heads. The Winchesters have a surprise guest living with them.

Guest OCs: Just the usuals.

Guest Characters: Archangel Gabriel [Supernatural], John Seed [mentioned]

Note: Next is NEW DAWN: NEW HORIZONS. Taking place 15-17 years later in the year 2035. THANK YOU FOR READING MY CRAP!!!!

Far Cry New Dawn x Supernatural [crossover with OCs]

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“Gabriel?!?” Kate mutters in confusion, and also in surprise. He looks up at the two sisters, with a soft smile on his face and weakly mutters “Surprise to see me?”. That question was directed towards Kate, and she smiles back in return.

Surprised and also happy to see her Archangel.

“How did you g-” Paige asks, before stopping herself when she realizes it was a stupid question, “That was a stupid question”.

They help him up, and take him to the main room. Sitting him down on the living room couch.

“Gabriel?!?” Mandy mutters as she walks into the room. In shock and surprised to see the wounded celestial, bleeding a little through his shirt.

Paige leaves her mom, sister and the Archangel by themselves to go get Kenny and the others. Mandy then stands up, and goes to grab a first aid kit, or something that can heal an Archangel. Leaving Kate and Gabriel alone. She takes a seat in front of him. They look at each other for a few seconds.

“What happened?!” she asks, opening his shirt, and cleaning his wound on his stomach.

He shrugs, and softly groans in pain “I’ve sorta lost my powers”.

She furrows her eyebrows at him, “Sorta?!?”.

He sighs, “I’ve lost some of my powers when I was cast out”.

She looks at him, confused, “Cast out?. What do you mean cast out?”

He looks at her, “I’m sure you saw the giant mushroom cloud in the sky”. She nods, “Yeah, we all saw it”.

He shifts in his spot on the couch, “Did you see what else appeared in the sky shortly after?".

Shaking her head, “No, we all ran down here. What else happened?”.

He looks her in the eyes, and says in the most dramatic way possible, “All Angels were cast out of Heaven”.

Her eyes widened, “What?!?. All of them? Everyone?". He nods his head slowly, she stands up from her spot, and paces. Worried about her boyfriend, her friends and everyone she got to know in Hope County. Playing with the bracelet Wheaty gave her. Her thoughts are interrupted by the wounded Archangel on the couch in front of her.

“A boyfriend huh?” he asks, chuckling and looking up at her.

She looks at him confused, “What?!?”.

“You got a boyfriend?" he asks, "Or had one".

She tries to hold back her tears, biting her lip “Not helpful Gabe” she mutters softly. Standing there in front of him, her hands resting on her cheeks, looking at the floor. Her anxiety builds up, and her hands become shaky.

Gabriel stares at her stomach, just something about it looks different to him. It looks slightly bigger, like she put on some weight. He can’t seem to put his finger on it, but whatever it is he can feel some strange essence, or some sort of energy coming from it, coming from her body. She has a slight glow on her face, but it could be sweat.

Kate notices him staring at her stomach. “Why are you staring at my stomach?!?” she asks, glaring over at him. Breaking his focus on her slightly bigger stomach.

He looks up at her, anticipating for her to slap him for asking the question, “Don't hit me for asking this but, did you gain weight??”.

She scoffs at him, rolling her eyes, and crosses her arms. Taking a few steps away from him, “You never ask those types of questions to a human Gabe”.

He tilts his head, curiosity getting the best of him, and motions her to come towards him, “Come towards me”. She heeds, and walks towards him, standing in arms reach. He places his hand on her 7 and a half week baby bump, and feels why his curiosity is concerned about her belly.

His eyes widened, he looks up at her with his eyebrows raised “You’re pregnant?!”.

Feeling somewhat hurt that his special human is pregnant with another man's child.

For a moment she forgets that she’s carrying another tiny human being inside her, she nods her head, “Yeah. I am”.

"And it's not mine?!" he jokes, totally not hurt that his human is pregnant. Moving his hand away.

She scoffs again, "We both know the outcome for that". Taking a seat next to him.

"You were there, you knew I'm pregnant" she tells him. He looks at her confused.

"I was where??" he asks, very confused. She looks at him in disbelief, thinking this Trickster is messing with her. "In my hallucination trip. A few months ago" she tells him.

He looks at her like he has no idea what she's talking about. Shrugging, "What are you talking about??".

She shakes her head, "It's nothing. Forget it". She drops the hold thing, she knows what she saw in her bliss hallucination a few months ago.

A few moments later, Paige walks back into the living room with Kenneth, Cody, Martin, Mark, Nate and Adrian.

"Gabriel?!?" the 6 men say in unison.

The Archangel chuckles, "Did you all rehearse that?!".

He catches them all up on what was happening in the world. Angels, all of them were all cast out of Heaven, God tried to wipe out all of humanity with a nuclear explosion. The Collapse. The Reckoning. The Apocalypse. The End. The whole world is up in flames. Literally. Heaven is shut down with no one but God up in cloud city.

*****

May 2019. 7 months later

It’s been 7 months since the bombs were dropped. After several hours the bombs stopped falling, and you'd think everything would be safe to go back out. Nope, knowing that you're gonna have to live underground in a bunker with 20 other people for the next 6 and a half years. After 2 and a half months the world has now ended but it's only just begun.

No other bombs, or explosions have been dropped by The Man upstairs. The World was going through the route of regrowing, and being reborned. Starting over again.

On May 2nd, Kate gave birth to a healthy baby girl. A few weeks earlier on April 16th, Paige had a C-section giving birth to triplets, 2 boys and 1 girl with the help of Cody, his wife and Adrian’s wife Amanda delivered all 4 of them. Having all the right equipment in the bunker infirmary, stored away.

Jeffrey Dean Winchester-Smith named after her cousin, Dean. Weighing 7 pounds, and 5 ounces.

Thomas Sam Winchester-Smith also named after her cousin, Sam. Weighing 7 pounds, and 5 ounces.

Bianca Rhea Winchester-Smith because she's always liked the name Bianca. Weighing 7 pounds, and 4 ounces.

Daenerys Arya Brienne Winchester named after Daenerys Targaryen, Arya Stark and Brienne of Tarth all female characters from Game of Thrones. Being the smallest of the 4 infants, weighing 6 pounds, and 5 ounces.

Cristina is over a year old. 1 year, and 6 months old. She is now walking, she has almost all of her teeth, and can say 7 to 10 words. She is able to comprehend language, and know from right from wrong. From good from bad.

The triplets are a little over a month old now, Daenerys is 2 in a half weeks old.

During her pregnancy, Gabriel was very protective of Kate, even though they were all living underground in a huge bunker, and couldn't leave for another 6 in a half years.

Cradling her 20 day old daughter in her arms, Kate feeds her a bottle of formula. Gabriel was very cautious around her, afraid that he'll somehow hurt the tiny infant. Even though he has very little to no powers left in him.

He tried to keep a safe distance from her, Kate constantly reminded him that he didn’t need to worry about hurting the infant. That he and Daenerys will be fine. He is very fond of humans, of course, unlike most celestial beings. That was his one fear, hurting her.

"You wanna hold her?!" she asks him. He looks up at her, stammering. "Uhh, do-do you want me to?".

She smiles at him, "It's fine with me" she responds. She hands him the tiny infant. He holds her, cradling her and she starts to fuss in his arms. Making her typical baby sounds.

He groans uncomfortably, holding her away from him, stammering “Uhhh w-what is happening?!?”.

“She’s fine” she reassures him, fixing her baby blanket, “It’s a normal infant reaction”.

She starts to calm down, yawning and falling asleep in Gabriel’s arms with her finger in her mouth.

“What’s happening?!?” he nervously asks, “Is she dead?!?”.

She looks at him, chuckling, “She’s not dead. She’s asleep”. She takes the infant from his arms and puts her in her old bassinet.

Paige comes in holding one of her triplets. “Hey” she says, looking down at the one month old infant in her arms.

“Hey” Kate responds, “Which triplet is that?”.

She groans unsurely, and checks the diaper, “Thomas, and/or Jeffrey”.

“It’s Thomas!” Kenneth calls out from the next room over, “You’re holding Thomas!”.

She points in the direction where her husband's voice came from “The 2nd one. Thomas Sam”.

“How’s the scar?” she asks, referring to her C-section scar.

She groans uncomfortably, “It’s healing. Slowly, but it’s healing”.

*****

Later that night, Everyone is in their own bunker rooms. Kate is in hers, changing Daenerys into her night onesie.

Talking to the infant in a soft voice. Gabriel, who is a few rooms over, can hear Kate and the tiny human with the very little powers he has. Leaning against the headboard of his bed, listening to her conversation.

He knows he’s Kate’s Guardian Angel, he saved her several times, he gripped her tight, and raised her from perdition when she was a somewhat innocent teenager. He’s her soulmate as well. He has had these feelings for her since forever. He knows she would be better off with her boyfriend before God dropped the bombs on humanity, but he’s most likely dead. John? He’s dead as well, and he knows damn well that Daenerys is his kid. He knows Kate is ashamed that she’s his kid, regardless she loves her.

He couldn't possibly imagine how Daenerys would've turned out if John Seed had lived. How he would've treated Kate, how that demented, psycho family would've treated a pregnant Kate. A premarital baby. How that sadist psychopath would somehow ruin Kate and their baby.

He gets up, and goes to her room. Walks down the hall and knocks on the door.

“Yeah?” she responds her voice muffled from behind the closed door. He opens the door and steps inside her bedroom.

“Hey” he sighs, “How she doin’?”.

“She’s doing great” she answers, taking a seat on her bed. Gabriel takes the leap of faith, not holding back.

“I just wanted to get us over with” he tells her. Kate looks at him confused, “What are you talking about?!?”.

He lays down on her bed, laying on his side with his hand prompt up against his cheek. Looking up at her.

He lifts up his free hand from behind him, and holds a diamond ring between his index and middle fingers. Her eyes light up, and gasps softly.

“You already know where I’m going with this” he chuckles, “Will you marry me? Blah, blah, blah. I love you. Blah, blah, blah. You could do so much more better than that idiot Yes man John Seed”.

She laughs softly at his comments, “So. In all seriousness” he continues, “Will you marry me?”.

She looks at him, “You already know the answer” she whispers to him before passionately kissing him on the lips.

Katella Evyanna Winchester is set to marry an Archangel. Archangel Gabriel. She always thought of herself as the human he had to protect. That’s all she thought she was to him. His human.

*****

A few years later, November 2022, the children are all 3 years old, Cristina turned 5 years old that same month.

Daenerys, the youngest of all the children, wakes up at 6:00am, which is unusual for a child at her age to get up at, and feel energetic.

Her and the other 4 Winchester children share the same bedroom, across the hall from their parents rooms. She stumbles to Kate and Gabriel’s room, pushes the door open and climbs onto their bed.

“Mommy! Daddy!” she says loudly, waking them up.

Kate groans, as her daughter steps on her with her tiny feet. She sits on Gabriel’s chest and playfully slaps his cheeks. Waking him up.

“What?” he asks, half asleep. She giggles softly, “Wakey wakey”. He chuckles softly, slowly sitting up.

He looks over at the clock, “It’s 6 in the morning, how are you so energetic?!” he asks the 3 year old child.

She lets out a playful giggle, and jumps up and down on their bed.

She looks up at the child bouncing on the bed, having the same exact eyes as John. Those baby blue eyes that she got from him, a reminder that this little bundle of joy and happiness is also John Seed's daughter.

He gets up out of bed and carries the 3 year old child down the bunker hallway towards the kitchen.

Despite him being an Archangel with very little of his powers. He manages to get 3-6 hours of sleep, and eat solid foods. Not wanting to use his very little powers in fear that he’ll hurt any of the children living in the bunker, he manages to get by without using them, he knows the world above them is going through some change, a huge massive change that'll change everyone's lives.

But finally being able to marry the human he fell in love with, and fathering her child, he was more than happy to be a part of their lives.

Paige and Kenneth walk into the kitchen shortly after, her holding Jeffrey and Thomas in each of her arms. Kenneth holding Bianca, and Cristina following behind him.

"Here you go" Paige mutters, sitting the two toddlers in their seats at the kitchdn table. Everyone else wakes up half an hour later. Adrian, and his wife Amanda. Mark, his wife Dana and 2 kids. Nate, his wife Ellen and 3 kids, Martin and his fiancée Megan, Cody and his wife Brandy. Mandy, Barbara, Kenneth, Gabriel, Paige, Kate and their kids.

One bunker with 20+ people, and 1 Archangel living in it. 16 adults, and 10 kids. Having to spend another 2-4 years underground while the Earth regrows, and the radiation goes away. Its only a matter of time, and they can go back to their normal lives, or at least they think its their normal lives.

Hopefully, a new hope. A New Dawn. New Horizons will come their way.

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The Escape Plan

It was eleven forty-five and I was sitting on my bed waiting for Dean's text. I had agreed to go with him, but waiting was torture. I had my duffel bag packed with clothes, ID, etc. All the important stuff, and dad didn't even have a clue. Was I really gonna do this? Was I really gonna run away to help some man I barely know? Something inside me was pushing me to do this...something wanted me to do this. Like this is what I'm supposed to do, help people. My thoughts were interrupted when my phone began to ring, it was Will, hesitantly I answered.

"Hello?" I said in a quiet voice, desperately trying not to wake up my dad.

"Hey, did you ask your dad about you coming over?"

"No......"

"....What is it?" I could hear the fear in his voice, he knew something was wrong.

"I'm taking a family trip....and I don't know when I'm going to be back." He was silent, he didn't know what to say. He was already sad that one of his friends moved away, now another one might move away to. He never knew when he was gonna see me again....and neither did I.

"Your at least gonna be back for graduation....right?" There was a thread of hope in that question....what was I supposed to tell him? Who knew how long it was gonna take to find Dean's dad.

"Yeah I'll definitely be there." I lied, graduation was about five months away. It might take longer than that to find who Dean's looking for.

"Good....be careful ok? Don't die." I chuckled at his response.

"I'll try not to.....and when I get back you can kick my ass on WWE."

"Oh you bet I will....well I gotta go. I'll talk to you soon." I sighed when I heard the click, guilt set throughout my mind. I lied to my friend, but for some reason I knew that he couldn't know about this. A second later I got a text, it was from Dean saying he's here. I grabbed my stuff, including a letter I left for my dad so he would know I was ok. Silently I slipped out the back door and ran around the house to the front. There he was, waiting on the street just like he said, when I got into the car Dean looked over at me. Curiosity filled his eyes, I gave him a confused look as I put my bag in the backseat.

"Are you sure you wanna do this?" He asks, hesitantly I look over at him and nod. That's all he needed, cause he instantly drove away and towards the highway.

"So....where are we going first?" I asked him, his eyes were on the road but I knew he had a plan set out.

"Stanford."

"Wait like the college?"

"That's right."

"Why?"

"My brother is there, he'll be able to help."

"....How does my dad know yours?"

"They were best friends, hunting buddy's actually. However most of the time my dad liked to work alone."

"Hunting? Like deer's and bears?" That made him look at me.

"....Your father didn't tell you did he?"

"Tell me about what?"

"So this is why he didn't want to get involved...." Instantly he turned around, making me confused.

"What are you doing?"

"Taking you home."

"W-What?! No! Why?"

"Cause your not suited for this, you could get hurt. I thought you knew....."

"Just because I don't know something doesn't mean you get to take me back home. Do want me to help you find your dad or not?"

"Like I said, I can do it alone."

"......but you don't want to." His breath hitched and he went silent.

"Dean please, look my dad's been training me for something my entire life. I know how to fight and I'm old enough to make my own decisions!" Without a second thought he pulled over to the side of the road and looked at me with a serious expression.

"....Your right, you are old enough but if you come on this journey without knowing what your heading into then you could die."

"Then give me a hint of what we're heading into, and if I don't like then I'll go home but if I'm ok with it then you have to take me with you!" He sighed while rubbing his hands down his thighs. He was thinking again, he sure does think a lot.

".....They don't hunt animals, they hunt monsters. Like ghosts and werewolves....."

"You mean those silly myths?"

"They aren't just myths....they're real. Real monsters....and you could die." I could, I thought, if what he's saying is true then....I have more reason to help him. His father could be hurt or worse dead, if there are monsters involved I don't want him to get hurt.

"....If what your saying is true, then I'm still coming with you. You could die to you know and it's always better to have an extra pair of hands."

".....I just told you monsters are real and you still wanna jump head first?.....I like you, alright but once you join in this mission, there's no going back. So I'm going to ask again, are you sure you want to do this?" This was it, the moment I could back out but I wouldn't. This trip might get tricky and I might be stupid for doing this but if I can help save someone then I will.

"I understand and I'm ready, I'm not backing out."

"Then you better prepare yourself, cause we got a lot of work to do."

We've been driving for almost two days, Dean told me to throw out my phone so my dad couldn't track us. Though he was impressed when I told him I left it at home. We've been stopping here and there to get food but then it's back on the road. I felt bad, Dean's be doing all the driving and I'm just sitting doing nothing. I was leaning on the side of the car, waiting for Dean to fill up the Impala with gas. He had been silent most of the time, but stealing glances at me every now and then. Probably trying to see if there was any regret on my face.

"Alright." He said while putting the gas cap back on. "We have about another day's drive ahead of us then we should be there."

"Why don't I drive?" I offered, which made him stop in his tracks.

"Uh no. No one drives baby but me."

"Oh c'mon, your tired and soon you might pass out. I have my drivers license, let me drive."

"You ever hear the saying never let a teenager drive?"

"Though I'm not a teenager, now am I?"

"....You got a point, but no drives her but me."

"Fine suit yourself, I guess in the meantime I could take a nap." I say, then I heard him growl a little, I knew he wanted a nap. "Maybe I should get a pillow, oh and a blanket to....I would love to be all nice and warm, while sleeping for the next few hours." He knew what I was doing, he was jealous, five seconds later I hear him sigh in defeat.

"Fine but only to the next gas station! I need a nap anyways and it's not safe if I drive while I'm tired." I smirked as he threw me the keys, bouncing with excitement I get in and start the car. Dean, grabs some sunglasses and leans against the door.

"Let me know when it's my turn to drive." He yawned. I giggled, he looked silly but at least he'd be getting some sleep. Here I thought that this trip could get tricky but it's seems alright so far, let's just hope it stays that way.

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danurso · 5 years

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(Im not the hugest fan of rule 63 characters like leia ren, carla winchester or sunny wukong, but for some reason mercuria hit me in a soft spot {no, not that soft spot you pervs (≖_≖ )} and i really liked some stuff between her and jaune, and so she's from now on a part of jaune's massive harem here in my blog, and this will be her first appearance, although i want to make something later just for her)

*CEM(N), JNPR and RWBY are out in a forest for a field mission*

Emerald: ugh...i can’t believe it's finally over. If i ever see those kids again i’ll either kill myself or kill them.

Mercuria: then you better let your testament ready, we still have to take a trip back to beacon with them, have you forgot?

Emerald: *head falls in depression*

Cinder: focus, we can’t let anyone notice us before our plan is complete, and if that means that we’ll need to be friendly with those eight then we’ll have to bear it for now.

Emerald: i know, it's just...how can they be so happy all the time?

Mercuria: *with a grin* dunno, how can you be so annoying all the time?

Emerald: shut up mercuria! I'm not in the mood for that!

Mercuria: come and make me.

Emerald: you...

Cinder: if you two don’t stop right now, i’ll get rid of both. *flares the flame in her right eye*

Emerald: r-right, im sorry.

Mercuria: sorry.

Cinder: *sighs* forget about it, just stop bickering.

Emerald: y-yes ma’am.

Cinder: it won’t take long until we reach the meeting point, don’t drop your facade, no matter how unbearable they are.

Emerald: *sighs* yes ma’am.

Mercuria: well...not all of them are unbearable, that blondie is kinda cute.

Emerald: arc? Of course you would like him.

Mercuria: i don't like him, he’s too much of a spineless coward for my liking, we all studied he and his team, we know how innocent and pure he is, i just think i could have some fun teasing him.

Emerald: *rolling her eyes* it had to be.

Mercuria: come on, you saw how he blushed when i showed a little bit of cleavage back on the ship, i wonder what other faces he can do.

Emerald: you’re not going to start are you?

Mercuria: for real now emmy, are you going to say that he doesn’t interest you in any way?

Emerald: physically speaking, he seems decent enough, everything else is just uninteresting, he’s too much of a goody two shoes for me, if he had at least one evil bone in his body i could have some interest, but since he doesn’t i’m not interested.

Mercuria: what about you boss? What do you think about arc?

Cinder: just like emerald said, he’s physically decent enough, but everything else about him is just uninteresting. he’s stupid, coward, weak and sickeningly kind, i could never have interest in someone like him.

Mercuria: thought so.

Emerald: you’re not really planning to get involved with arc are you? You know we have our own plans to focus right?

Mercuria: nah, i was just thinking it could be fun to tease him. If i ever get interested in a boy he would need to be cruel, dominant, sadistic and merciless, he would basically need to be arc’s direct opposite.

Emerald: that does sounds more like your kind of man.

Mercuria: not only my kind, i know you two have the same taste for men as i do.

Emerald: mens like this don’t exist. They are either corrupted cowards or completely insane psychos, a man who can be both good looking, strong and cruel to the right degree is probably rarer than a maiden.

Cinder: and that's why you should stop talking about mens and start thinking more about our plans, it's not like any of us will ever find someone like this.

Mercuria: well, i can dream can’t i?

Emerald: dream later, we arrived. *walks inside a clearing to see all members of team RWBY injured on the ground*

Cinder: *with a fake concerned tone* what happened? Are you okay?

Yang: *coughs weakly* a group of five mercenaries showed up out of nowhere and sent a barrage of explosives in our direction.

Pyrrha: we heard the explosions and found them like this.

Ren: apparently they were fighting the mercenaries before we got there.

Nora: we managed to pick them up and run away, but jaune stayed back to hold them.

Emerald: where is he now?

Pyrrha: we don’t know exactly, somewhere towards north.

Cinder: we’re going after him, don’t worry. *bolts away*

*a few minutes later*

Mercuria: you think he’s still alive?

Emerald: he’s facing five mercenaries on his own, he’s for sure dead right now.

Cinder: still, if we bring arc back alive they will trust us more easily, and that can help in our plans.

Mercuria: so we kick some asses and save the blondie, sounds good to me.

???: AAAHHHHH!!!

Emerald: over there!

Mercuria: bye bye arc, it was good while it lasted.

Cinder: even if arc is dead, let's at least capture the mercenaries so- *freezes*

Mercuria: .........i think we won’t be able to capture them. *starting at the three corpses on the ground, the first one with a large gash on the stomach and guts spilling out, the second with the head split in half and the third was cut in half by the torso.*

???: i’ll ask you one last time. Who. sent. you?

CEM: *looks ahead to see jaune without his chestplate, with ragged clothes and covered in blood while two mercenaries backed away fearfully from him*

Mercenary 1: *holding the bleeding stump that was once his right arm* n-no one sent us, p-please just let us g- *sword pierces his mouth and through the back of his head*

Emerald: is that really jaune arc?

Mercuria: i don’t know.

Jaune: *kicks the now dead body and pulls out his sword, glaring at the last mercenary*

Mercenary 2: *backing up on the ground with a terrified expression* w-wha- he was telling the truth! W-we don’t work for anyone! We just bait huntsmans here to steal them!

Jaune: *slowly walking towards him* ohh but i know he was talking the truth.

Mercenary 2: *panicked* t-then why did you killed him!?

Jaune: *grabs him by the throat and slams him against a tree* do you know who i am?

Mercenary 2: w-what? O-o-of course not.

Jaune: my name is jaune arc, son of alexander arc and grandson of john arc.

Mercenary 2: arc? B-but they are a family of heroes.

Jaune: i know...

Mercenary 2: how can someone like you be part of that fami-AAARGGH!!

Jaune: *with his sword through the mercenary’s left shoulder and twisting it slowly* don’t interrupt me when i'm talking, okay?

Mercuria: *blushes* w-when did he got so...

Emerald: dominant? *also blushing* cruel? I have no idea.

Mercenary 2: *nods frantically*

Jaune: yes the arcs are most known as a family of kind hearted heroes, but i’ll let you know a little secret about us. *smirks darkly* once you hurt someone dear to us, we set the honor, the kindness and the mercy aside and turn into vengeful blood-thirsty monsters. *starts to twist his sword again with an unsettling smirk*

Mercenary 2: AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!

Cinder: something is wrong, when did arc became so *blushes* attractive?

Jaune: do you understand now? Why did i killed your friends and why i’m doing this to you? *tightens the grip on his neck*

Mercenary 2: YES!! I UNDERSTAND!! PLEASE JUST LET ME GO!!

Jaune: ............okay. *let go him*

Mercenary 2: *falls on the ground coughing before looking back at him surprised*

Jaune: what?

Mercenary 2: y-you’re not going to kill me?

Jaune: no. *sheathes sword*

Mercenary 2: *confused* r-really?

Jaune: i already said that no, i won’t kill you. and an arc never goes back on his word.

Mercuria: *sighs* i knew it was too good to be true.

Mercenary 2: t-thank you. *gets up and tries to run but gets yanked back falling on the ground* wha-AAHHHH!!

Jaune: *stomping his legs, breaking both of them*

CEM: *eyes widen in surprise*

Mercenary 2: AAARRGHH!! I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WOULDN’T KILL ME!?!?

Jaune: and i won’t kill you *smirks pointing at a ursa coming towards them* but i can’t say the same for him.

Mercenary 2: w-wait! Nononono! Please-

Jaune: *grabs him by the hem of his shirt* fun fact, ursas have a extremely painful bite, and they chew a lot too. *smirk gets wider* Hope you two have fun. *throws him at the ursa*

Mercenary 2: NOOO!! PLEASE!! *gets bitten in the shoulder* AAAHHHH!! *gets dragged back into the forest*

Jaune: *still smirking* bye-bye you fucker. *turns around* now i need to get back to- *freezes*

CEM: *staring at his ragged post-battle form covered in blood*

Jaune: d-did you...just saw that?

CEM: *nods*

Jaune: oh god, l-look, i know what you’re thinking but please don’t panic. I-it's just that-

Cinder: *grabs him by what's left of his hoodie and pulls him into a heated kiss*

Jaune: *blushes*

Cinder: *breaks the kiss and stares at him with hungry amber eyes* You and Me. Bed. Now!

Jaune: w-what!? C-cinder i-

Mercuria: hey! You’re not planning to let us out are you? *hugs jaune’s arm between her breasts* i also want a piece of him. *licks her lips and opens a perverted grin*

Jaune: *blushing deeply* w-what!?

Emerald: *hugging his other arm between her breasts* i want a piece of him as well. *with a sultry look*

Cinder: of course, you can have a piece once i get mine’s

Jaune: *blushing to a atomic degree* w-what!? What do you mean with that!?

Mercuria: we mean that all of us have been pretty naughty latelly, and you look like you know a lot about punishing other peoples, mind showing us how would you punish some bad girls?

Jaune: *blushing to a solar level* WHAT!?

Emerald: we’re just curious to see how rough you can be, think you can show us?

Jaune: l-look, as flattered as i am feeling right now, we just know each other for about a month and-

Cinder: it doesn’t matter. Let's make a deal, you give us what we want and we won’t tell anyone what just happened, deal?

Jaune: i...... *sighs* i guess i have no choice right?

Emerald: no.

Mercuria: nope.

Cinder: i don’t think so.

Jaune: *sighs again* your funeral. *wraps hands around theirs waits and pins them on the ground* and don’t blame for what happens next *smirks sultrily* once i start i won’t stop, okay?

CEM: *blushes and shudders* okay.

*two hours later*

Pyrrha: they’re taking too long, shouldn’t we search for them?

Ren: but we can leave them like this.

Ruby: we’re already better, our aura healed most of the damage.

Weiss: go search them, we’ll be fine.

Pyrrha: okay *gets up* we’ll be right ba-

Jaune/CEM: we’re back.

Pyrrha: thank god, are you oka- *stares at jaune covered in bruises, blood and hickeys and CEM in a similar state while smiling brightly*

Ruby: err...what happened?

Cinder: the mercenaries were tougher than we expected, it took us a while to take them down.

Blake: and where are they?

Emerald: they escaped, unfortunately.

Yang: oookaay...but why are you all covered in hickeys?

Mercuria: they had some kind of gun that was really powerful, our aura protected us from the real damage but the bullets still marked us wherever they hit.

Weiss: really? Because none of us saw any guns with them when they attacked us.

Mercuria: i know right? Those guns came out of nowhere. we tried to take the mercenaries down quickly but they kept coming back, we put them down several times but they just kept coming and coming *drooling with a perverted smile a blush* and coming and coming and coming *shivers* until we couldn’t take anymore.

RWBY/NPR: *raises eyebrow*

Cinder: *hugging jaune’s arm* but thanks to jaune we managed to win them, he was just like one of those heroes we see in the movies.

Emerald: *hugging his other arm* yeah, he really was.

Weiss: *sighs* whatever, we don’t have time to deal with this, we’re all dirty and tired so can we just take the bullhead and go back to beacon?

RBY: *groans and nods*

Pyrrha: let's go then, the extraction point is nearby. *walks away*

RWBY/NR: *nods and starts to walk away as well*

Jaune: *sighs in relief* looks like they didn’t suspect anything, thanks for keeping my secret girls.

Emerald: no problem but... *blushing a bit* do you think we deserve a reward for that?

Jaune: *raises eyebrow* you want a reward?

CEM: *nods*

Jaune: well...you did kept my secret like you promise, and you also did a great job answering their questions, you made more than enough to deserve a reward, so don’t worry *smirks* once we get back to beacon i will make sure to give you three loads of reward, is that okay to you?

CEM: *blushes and shudders* yes daddy.

#rwby #jaune arc #cinder fall #emerald sustrai #mercuria black #jaune x cinder #jaune x emerald #jaune x mercuria #arcfall #topaz #knightfall

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migleefulmoments · 4 years

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"Hahaha. A friend pointed this out. W online shops too!" What does this even mean?! I don't know anyone in 2020 who doesn't online shop besides my 80 year old grandparents because they refuse to learn how to use a computer 😂 I don't get how Will, a 30 something year old man, online shopping is worthy enough for Abby to comment on it. I'm sure Chris does it too. And Darren.

On Nov 5, Darren wrote this post and the cc fandom lost their shit.

They decided that organizing 10 costumes for multiple events in two different states for two different people was not worthy of acknowledgment- especially since they wore several purchased costumes. They spent the next 30-ish days mocking her “online shopping skills” like the petty idiots they are and now they bring it up two months later.

Anonymous asked: this is funny, C posted a photo of beard, D posted photos with the beard. Almost like they were sitting next to each other and saying “ok ok I will say this”

ajw720 answered: The only difference, C controls his SM and the bearding, D does not, but they knew the Halloween post was coming when C posted his belated b-day wishes (not that he acknowledged they were late).

It really is, if you can remove the very human, tragic element, like a script for a really bad D Movie. C posts “Happy Birthday, Babe!” a day after the man’s actual b-day and “D” praises his fake bride for MAKING TEN costumes. Sure praise her if she actually designed them and sat with her sewing machine. No, she went online and ordered things (I doubt she even went to a store). And 3 couple costumes were cheap frankly. The only thought was how narcissistic she could be in their execution (as @flowersintheattic254pointed out even the Mario costume had a reason, it was a reminder of Japan and the fake encagement by referring to the ad that paid for their trip there).

And seriously how are people not questioning that she spent the entirety of her month picking TEN costumes? Who has time for this? I know, i know, a person whose only role in life is to play fake plus one.

I am just so tired by D in particular being utterly dragged down by the useless dead weight by his side and his team’s sole ambition to promote her and make her sound like a decent person.

If they wanted to praise her, maybe they should have forced her to participate in the zero waste initiative instead of sitting drinking by the pool or have her volunteer to help young girls who have been kicked out of their homes, or have been raped. Or pick any cause and truly volunteer her time to promote it. If she is not going to actually get a job and pursue a career, please force her to do something that is actually of value and contribute something good to the world. But to praise her for picking TEN costumes?

Praise that comes from a man who this year alone won three awards, is starring in a show he created and wrote the music for, has his first big movie premiere this week, is exec producer and star of a huge show on N/etflix, just announced his starring role with 2 A++ lists actors next spring on Broadway, celebrated the 5th anniversary of the festival he created, volunteered his time for the zero waste initiative, performed at several charity events, and was just yesterday name limited series actor of the decade. Where is the praise for him from his “bride”? He at least deserves it.

How do they not see how ridiculous it is for someone with D’s accomplishments in 2019 alone praise a person for purchasing TEN costumes for Halloween? And stans, how do you accept that this is right or normal. You really know nothing about him and have such little respect for him as a person if you continue to accept the character his idiotic team has created on his behalf. It is so far from the person he is and that he generally holds himself out to be when given the opportunity.

This isn’t about being a “gay fetishist” or “hating woman” this is about wanting for D to be fairly and accurately represented and no longer forced to participate in this stupid, life sucking game to promote a person that contributes absolutely nothing to the world. If you want to have a strong female role model, there are so many, i’ve talked about a few in the past few days (thus far Nancy, Lea, and Phoebe) and will continue to do so, but please stop worshiping a person whose sole reason you are speaking about her is her connection to D, even if you refuse to accept it is fake.

klainecentric Finished reading the funniest ig story of the day, the qween being praised for sitting in front of either a sewing machine or computer...bravo your majesty qween....your my hero well done.👏👏. And all I can think of is how irrelevant the statement D made about being an emotional horder, being a very private person and finally D saying he's lazy when it comes to social media, I'm internally screaming in frustration because yeah we know D wouldn't have written a post praising that lazy good for nothing waste of space but he's coming across as a lier and it's extremely damaging to his character as a person. I absolutely hate lying and every time another "private" moment is posted to the world is another small piece that's chipped away from what D has originally stated about privacy. PBB, nobody cares about your cheap arse highly flammable costumes you buy online, did you forget about your piano baby adult strip club. I'm sure there are still plenty of people out there you can hire to rub and flaunt their flanges all over the beer taps, why don't you keep busy on that instead. If you want to make costumes, I'm sure you can sew some mighty fine titty tassels together. It'll be cheap nasty, sound familiar.

souly So, let me get this straight. We should all praise a person for going online, looking up different costumes in online stores, putting those in their shopping basket and hitting “buy”? Because I do that at least once a week with other stuff. Do I get praised for that now? Pretty please? I’m doing good work there and buy a lot of stuff, therefore I must be the best person ever!

notes-from-nowhere You’re my Queen. Please, love me.

souly

(I think I got it right. I’m getting the hang of what said person is doing. Wheee! ;))

notes-from-nowhere You nailed it 🤣

ajw720 Yesterday I got a delivery of car food. And instead of his usual seafood mix up greats, I got him shrimp flavor. I’m awesome!!!!!

souly Oh, hey! I think we should all take pictures of whatever we bought online during the week or month and make individual posts on all of our social media accounts about it. Because, you know…

cassie1022 I picked up stuff I ordered online at Target and PetSmart. Does that count? Should I receive accolades because my cat will have fresh litter to do her business on?

souly Only if you post the pictures to prove it! ;)

ajw720 As soon as I get home. Pictures forthcoming. Shrimp cat treats and I also got a burgundy blanket for my new comforter!!! Life goals!!!!!!!!!!!

souly Okay, so, let’s see… What did I buy online during the past month that can be shared as pictures? Some things are gifts, so I obviously can’t post anything about those yet. But I think these here are safe.

Let’s start with one of my fav new shirts. (Excuse the grainy quality. I had to quickly edit it for privacy reasons. :p And yes, that’s a butterfly mirror.)

The rest are behind the cut to save your dash from drowning in too many pictures. ;)

cheekyface72 You’re my queen from now on…

ajw720 I think emmy/sag/gg/CC winner DC should write a post @soulypraising your awesome, amazing, unparalleled online shopping skills! You earned that praise. That cat toy is particularly spectacular.

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Just A Taste of M’s Amazing Online Shopping Skills that are worthy of such Praise

ajw720

Super Mario with inflatable Dragon $54.66 (x)

Princess Peach $78.99 (x)

chrisdarebashfulsmiles. i can’t

flowersintheattic254. When you add the fact that the wedding was sponsored so heavily, and her history of outfits I think it shows Mi@rren is something that’s always been done very much ‘on the cheap’.

From work vacays (honeymoon included), RC ‘glue gun’ looks, thrift shoes and subsidized weddings.

It’s BUDGET BEARDING!!!

leka-1998. It’s not worth more than this, that’s for sure.

notes-from-nowhere We are so ungrateful. She worked hard to find the gloves.

I bet she had to click on another link to find them. She deserves another accolade.

ajw720 @flowersintheattic254 Budget Bearding! I LOVE It! (and something tells me D’s SW costume in particular was far cheaper than either of these).

souly That Snow White dress can be found for about $25 in a ton of online shops. I stumbled upon it even before Halloween way too many times. 😂

@notes-from-nowhere The plush question mark block can be found in a couple online stores like this one. She simply glued it onto some gloves - or asked L to do it with that glue gun of hers.

flowersintheattic254 Well funnily enough I think we may have confirmation that 🚽🚽 glued on the puppies so I guess YES to the question mark block too!!!

cassie1022 They can’t even glue things properly. Why am I not surprised?

leka-1998

So, so amazing. Bow to the kween and her not so helpful helper.

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There are lots more...I figured enough of your brain cells died reading the ones I posted. On Nov 30 she is STiLL bringing it up”

Anonymous asked:

Whenever I see miarren gifset they always use the same quote underneath (the rolling the windows down quote) and at first I rolled my eyes and thought uh not that quote again, and I can't believe it took me this long to realise it's because there is literally no other quote that can be construed as loving. You can hardly put down "she's a big girl" whenever you make a set of gifs with M beaming and D looking like someone murdered the dog he's allergic to.

ajw720: And I love the Emmy quote as it was an absolute reference to his character who was a psychopath. Pretty telling if you ask me. But that reference is over their heads.

And pretty much the only one. Guess saying he’s a ball and chain kind of guy isn’t romantic. They can’t even take pooping exes as he clearly steered the conversation away from her. Lovely lady of many moons? Nah she sounds like a stranger. Saying nothing changes after marriage? Sounds boring. It’s a struggle. But hey she’s an excellent online shopper that he done got hitched to!!!

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Okay, so um, this is gonna have a couple parts. I don't have a title for this, but it is a Jotaro/Female Reader fic. This first part is SFW but it will get into N*SF*W in later chapters.

*UPDATE: Title is now called "Whirlpool"*

You were starting to lose hope.

Interview after interview and still no call backs.

You had put your resume out at almost anything since moving to the city. Having a few meetings, you thought the interviews were going well. Nope. It always ended with a handshake and a 'We'll call you if you get the job.'

But those calls never came. Your savings were dwindling fast.

Sitting in your apartment, you wondered if you should just take a job at a fast food restaurant in the meantime. Or better, maybe move back home where everything was familiar and comforting.

You had no friends here. Not yet anyways. You had been so wrapped up in finding a job that you didnt feel like going out to bars or clubs; the rejections making you depressed.

One Wednesday afternoon, you got a call from an unknown number.

Usually, you dont answer numbers you didnt know, but you picked it up anyway. "Hello?"

"Good afternoon, is this Y/N?"

The voice was so deep; definatly a male. It sent a chill down your spine. "Y-Yes..." You said cautiously.

"My name is Jotaro Kujo, I am a marine biologist. I saw your resume at one of the places I had visited recently. You are looking for work, yes?"

Your eyes darted around the living room. This was extremely unexpected. "H-How did you see my resume?"

"I had a meeting with one of the places you applied to. Your resume was sitting on top of a stack of papers, I ended up taking it."

"Isn't that wrong?"

"Probably. But I am looking for help and thought maybe to call you. Would you be interested in coming in for an interview?"

Your breath caught in your throat.

You had been on many interviews, but for some reason, this was different. This Jotaro guy swiped your resume from someone else desk and called you. He claimed to be a marine biologist, which intrigue you. You didn't have any background in that field but you knew enough to get by.

When you didn't say anything for a moment, Jotaro asked if you were still there.

Coming back to reality, you agreed to the interview. What else did you have to lose?

"Great. Are you available tomorrow at 4pm?"

"Yes."

Jotaro gave you the address to his office which was down at the local college. You guessed he taught a couple classes there. "See you then." He hung up.

Letting out a breath you didn't realize you were holding, you bounced with excitement.

"I need to find something to wear!"

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You shook with nerves as you held onto the door handle. This was the place, since on the door his name was written.

Opening it slowly, you crept inside.

The room looked bare save for the large desk in the corner. There where a couple of bookshelves, but even they were empty. Are you sure this was the place? You looked at the door you came through again.

"You must be Y/N."

That deep voice again.

You turned your head to see a very tall, broad shouldered man in a black, long sleeved turtleneck. He also wore white pants; a white hat sitting atop his head. He came into the room from the other door that you noticed that was off on the side. That must be his real office.

"Y-Yes." You extended your hand in greeting. "Thank you for inquiring about me."

Jotaro seemed to hesitate for a moment before shaking your hand. Maybe he wasn't comfortable touching strangers.

His turquoise eyes looked at you, as if studying you what kind of person you could be. But that only made you blush, making you a little more nervous than you actually were. Finally, he shook your hand.

"Right this way."

He grunted, showing you to his office that was through the door he came.

*Wow*

You thought as you looked around the room. The walls were full of his accomplishments and pictures he had to have taken of sea creatures. The office seemed a little cramped as his large desk took up a lot of space. There was more room in the first room they were in, why choose this as a work space?

"Please, sit." Jotaro waved a hand to the empty chair opposite of him on the other side of his desk.

You did as instructed, taking in his features as you did. He couldn't have been any older than twenty-nine. Your eyes went back to the plaques on his walls. He's done so much at such a young age.

"Tell me about yourself."

Jotaro's voice brought your attention back to him.

"Oh, um. Well, I moved here from my hometown in hope of starting something new. I like to follow though and get my tasks done. I graduated top of my classes in high school and college. I'm very organized with projects, making sure that it exceeds to one's expectations."

Jotaro nodded his head a little and wrote on a piece of paper. He noticed you wringing your hands. "No need to be nervous."

Embarrassed, you tucked your hands under your legs. "I'm sorry. It's just, I've been on a lot of interviews and they all fell through."

Jotaro was silent for a few minutes, shuffling through some papers he had on his left until he found what he was looking for. Your resume.

"You don't have a lot of references here. But I see you took classes in zoology."

"Yeah, sorry about that. I've only really done side jobs while I was in college just to get by and save up for when I moved. I want to work with animals; I loved going to the zoo as a child and since then, I knew I wanted to work with them."

"So you know about marine life, too?"

You shrugged. "Enough to not sound dumb." You chuckled nervously.

Jotaro moved his hand over his mouth, hiding the smirk you had given him with your answer; he didn't want you too see his expression.

Composing himself, he rose from his chair, motioning for you to follow him.

Coming back to the first room, he stopped next to the empty desk.

"I'll give you a chance. This will be your space, you can do with it what you want."

Wait, what?

He just said he was giving you a chance? He was hiring you?

You looked at the desk. Seeing that you were the first thing people would see when they come in, you realized you were being hired as a secretary.

It wasn't something you were thrilled about. But you decided to take it anyways; Jotaro was the first person to offer you a job let alone hire you right on the spot. You accepted, gratefully.

"Thank you, Mr. Kujo! I promise I would do my best!"

"Good. I will see you tomorrow morning."

He shook your hand again and you parted ways.

Back at home, you cried tears of happiness. You finally found a job.

Though you had no idea how to be a secretary, you figured you could just wing it. It would be a learning experience, but just like everything else you've done, you would do your job with dedication.

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"Good afternoon, Y/N! Is Professor Kujo in?"

You smiled at one of the other teachers that worked at the facility. "Oh, good afternoon, Mr. Westin, let me see if he's ready to see you." You buzzed Jotaro's phone. "Mr. Kujo, Mr. Westin is here to see you."

There was no answer, but Jotaro's door opened and he emerged, waving him to come in. Mr. Westin followed, shutting the door behind him. "Did you get that report from the lab back?"

Jotaro handed him a folder.

Mr. Westin nodded. "Great work, Jotaro. Are you ready for the field work coming up?"

"I will be." Jotaro grunted. "Y/N has set up hotel and anything else I needed."

"She's a helpful little angel, huh? Since she came around, your work has been flourishing."

Jotaro flicked his eyes toward the door. Just on the other side, you sat at your desk. His work load had gotten lighter in the last six months, thanks to you. He had been able to work and focus on what was important while you took care of the minor things.

Sometimes you had brought him lunch when you knew he was too wrapped up in his work to even stop to eat.

He was to be leaving in a couple days to do field research on ocean life on the coast of California for over two weeks. But something about you not being there nagged at him.

Remembering the other teacher was talking to him, he said, "Yeah. She's been a real big help."

Mr. Westin nodded and said his goodbye to you, leaving the office.

Looking up, you noticed Jotaro leaning against the door frame to his own office with his arms crossed. He was looking at you but not saying anything. That didn't surprise you, he was a quiet man. But his stare made you a little uneasy. "I-Is there something wrong, Mr. Kujo?"

The way you addressed him made his stomach do flips. It was an interesting feeling. One he hadn't felt before. "Did you make the preparations for my trip?"

"Yes, sir. Its all right here, I finished it this morning. Your flight leaves at 7 am Friday morning and your hotel is booked. Food is all taken care of and there was even some money left over if you wanted to do any shopping." You looked back at him. "Is there anything else you need me to do?"

Jotaro strode to your desk in just three steps; those long legs taking him anywhere in a flash.

"There is. Call and change the itineraries to two people."

"Two, sir?"

"You heard me. Call the airline and add another person. Call the hotel and add another room. Make sure everything accommodates for two."

"S-Sure. May I have the name of the second person so I can make sure they get everything they need?"

Jotaro turned back towards his office, saying your own name.

"Wait, what?" Your head shot up at him. "Me? You want me to go? What does a secretary like me have anything to do with this trip?"

Jotaro kept his door open as he sat back down behind his desk. You stood and followed him in. Before you could say anything, Jotaro spoke first.

"You have grown from the nervous girl that walked through here six months ago. During your interview, you said that you strive to get your tasks done and do it with dedication. I've seen that you've proved that."

You blushed. You never really got that kind of praise from your other bosses.

"You wanted to work with animals, correct?"

You nodded.

"Well, then, come with me on the trip. Learn more about marine life."

What an amazing offer! But you couldn't help but think he was really just bringing you along so you can do his minor tasks. "Thank you, Mr. Kujo, but again, why do you want to bring a secretary?"

He interlocked his fingers and brought his hands up to his face; his eyes staring at you intently. "The word 'secretary' for you leaves a bad taste in my mouth. From now on, you are my assistant. You will still have your duties as you've had, but I'm taking you on this trip to help you learn more about marine mammals."

You couldn't find the words. You were thankful for his kindness, truly. But you weren't sure about going. You started wringing your hands again.

"Yare Yare Daze." Jotaro muttered. "If you don't want to go, just say so."

"Huh? No, I mean. Um..." You decided to go for it. What harm could it do? You developed a decent friendship with your boss, and he was offering this paid trip to you. "I-I'll go."

Jotaro did his best to hide his excitement; keeping his expression neutral. "Then get to work on getting yourself on the itineraries and take the day off tomorrow to pack and get some rest. I will see you at the airport."

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