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bratshaws · 2 years

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goodness gracious 1. brb x oc

THIS FIC IS 18+ ONLY! MINORS PLS DNI!

a/n: * pulls up megaphone * Rooster was raised right by his mom and doesn't care about body types. The lack of plus size fics made me upset so I literally returned to Tumblr to create this blog and write this. This is the first time I'm writing for this fandom so... I HO PE YOU GUYS LIKE IT??? its been centuries SINCE I WROTE aNYTHING ( also god im not creative with titles, please forgive me )

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pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

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warnings: mentions of bullying, self doubt, aNGST, mutual pining, Rooster being a sweetheart.

“Hello!” Beatrice calls once she enters Hard Deck by the employee’s entrance, popping out her airpods to slide them inside her bag shoulder, “I’m not late, am I?” she calls to Penny who’s currently fixing the tables ahead of her.

“No, you are just on time!” she calls, her voice a bit muffled since Bea put her bag inside the little closet area for employees. She checked her appearance before going out on the mirror hanging on the wooden wall, pulling her dark brown hair up in a bun and fixing her Led Zeppelin shirt, wiping the dust off her jeans before finally walking out. Once she gets out, Penny is turning the lights on in the back area of the bar that leads to the beach.

Meanwhile Beatrice grabs one of the bags of ice, carrying it to the ice machine behind the bar, plopping the cold cubes down the container, crumpling the plastic bag once it was empty to toss in the recycler. “I’m here, babes!” a voice calls, then a blonde head of hair shows up, “Hope you two didn’t do everything with me gone!”

“Just waiting for your presence,Michelle!” Penny calls, looking over her shoulder to press a kiss to her niece’s cheek, when she hugs her “Hi, honey, Bea is already here.”

“Bumblebea!” Bea smiles when the blonde comes over to the employees closet as well, removing her denim jacket to expose the low cut red tank top and jeans. “Need help?” Bea nods, pointing to the other bags of ice in the corner, “Friday night, tonight will be a long night huh?”

“Sure will.” Bea noted, the two of them dumping the rest of the ice “How was your date though? With the policeman?” the brunette asked, chuckling when the blonde girl rolled her eyes with a sigh.

“I swear, police officers are the clingiest guys.” Shells said, grabbing the empty bags from Bea’s hand to shove down the recycler, “He didn’t want to leave! I kept saying, ‘hey i gotta go to work,’ and he asked where I worked and I told him he didn’t need to worry about that.”

The two of them then marched to the storage room area where Shells grabbed a box of handkerchiefs. “Then he said ‘oh it’s not a problem, I can take you’ and–and! Then he said ‘I like you a lot.’ Like!! We’ve only hooked up twice!...” she shakes her head, “I just told him it’d be better if we didn’t contact each other anymore and it was fun while it lasted.”

“He accepted that?”

“Course not, called me a bitch all the way out, I think I saw tears in his eyes before he left.” Shells shrugs, waiting on Bea to grab the recycled straws from the upper shelf, then turns off the light once her friend walks out “I swear, I’ll give up on Tinder like you did. It’s insane!”

Bea chuckles, opening the bag of straws to put them inside a glass, “I mean, you know my sister found her husband on Tinder.”

“Um, yeah, but he’s a handsome doctor from London with the body of a god and deep bronze skin. He’s like a beautiful statue!”

“I shouldn’t have never shown you their wedding picture.” Bea laughs, shaking her head with amusement. “and to think I just wanted to show you how pretty the location was.” the two of them looked at the clock, seeing they had little time before the bar opened for the public, so they had to finish everything up quickly.

Once they did and the bar opened, it exploded with people, the voices getting louder the more people entered. Music floated on the air, much to Bea’s delight as she hummed to herself with the songs.

To think, just a few months ago she was looking for a job to help her with the bills and if it wasn’t for Shells and Penny, she’d never get it.

Beatrice is from a tight, traditional Italian family. While they are progressive in certain areas, most of her family doesn’t think women…should do much. If they have a job it should be a useful job, like banking or something like that, not Liberal arts. Which was what she always wanted to do, being a creative person since she was a child, she just wanted to work with what she liked.

But being the youngest of six siblings, the literal baby that had to stay home while her older siblings went out to live their lives out of state or even out of the country she had very little control in certain choices. Maybe it was the empty nest syndrome, with all her siblings gone from the house, her parents only had herself to… take care of in a way. It took years for her to actually go to her choice in college,juggling between work and long study hours, choosing to leave her job once she had enough money saved up to help herself once she got her place.

During college was when she met Michelle, or Shells, who took her to the Hard Deck a few times. It was distant from her job and her parents’ house and Beatrice loved it. She loved the atmosphere, she felt welcome by Penny and even if this was a Naval bar she didn’t feel like she was intruding in some way.

When Shells mentioned they needed one more person at the bar, Bea said yes immediately. Her parents weren’t happy with her choice, but they couldn’t stop her, especially since her own siblings supported it. So now she was here, working, happy, focusing on how she’d continue her career as an artist.

The bell rang, drinks were served, people were dancing. It was a nice night so far. Bea was washing one of the glasses when she heard a cacophony of voices that she heard a few times and her body heats up. She couldn’t help but just stare at him, he stood out of his group like a beautiful floral patterned thumb. With her eyes following him until they all sat down on their usual spot, Bea couldn’t help but bite her lower lip, feeling her cheeks warm up even more when he laughed at something.

“Ohhhhh, cock-a-doodle-doo huh?” Shells’ teasing voice snapped her out of her staring, Bea’s green eyes wide as saucers, seeing her friend’s teasing grin, “How long until you finally make a move?”

“I…I don’t know what you mean.” she continued washing the same glass, the squeaking sound of the sponge rubbing against it giving her some of a distraction.

“Bea, please,” Shells took the glass from her hand, then tilted her head, “You look at that man like he hangs up the moon every time he comes by.” but her friend then turned to the opposite side, focusing on checking the liquor bottles. Shells sighed, coming to her friend’s side and crossing her arms, the brunette trying too hard to keep her eyes on the label.

“This is a 1975, right?”

“Bea.”

“I can’t really see, the label is a bit faded–” the bottle disappears from her hand, Beatrice snapping her gaze to Shells, who holds the liquor under her crossed arms, her eyebrows going up to her hairline. Beatrice sighs defeatedly, “I…I don’t know what you want me to say.” she shrugs “He’s so…” she groans, covering her face with her hands, “He’s so…so hot,Shells. and he sings! and-and he’s funny and…he’s everything I’ve always wanted in a guy.”

“One more reason to go to him.” Shells whispers, “He’s single and handsome. You are single and gorgeous.” the blonde held her fingers up in a V position, before joining the two with a kissing sound, “Perfect match.”

Bea frowned, “It’s not that simple.” she murmured “I…I mean…look at me Shells.” she spread her arms to emphasize. But her friend just frowned, “Oh come on, like…look at me I’m not the type of girl who gets guys like that.”

She was a curvy gal, always had been. Normally, she wouldn’t mind it, but when it comes to guys, more especially when it comes to Rooster she just lost a good amount of confidence. He was literally adonis personified, just the most beautiful man she had ever seen. and she felt less than pretty when she remembered the type of girls that surrounded him or worked with him.

“You know that’s not true.” Shells said with her voice low, a kind smile on her face, “You have as much chance as any girl out there.” Bea however scoffed, “You gotta believe in yourself Bea. You are gorgeous, any guy would be lucky to have you.”

The brunette’s eyes stung with unshed tears, the same eyes she clenched shut in hopes to hold them in. Memories of past relationships flooding her brain, bringing memories she wished to forget “Can we not talk about this anymore?” Shells is about to say something else but a customer calls for a refill, which Bea thanks every powerful being for, slapping on a smiling mask, “Coming right up!”

Shells only watches her friend go to the opposite side to serve one of the guys there, laughing when he says something to her - clearly drunk - before walking away. Shells’ stare broke when she heard the bell ring, turning on to face the person.

She immediately smiled wider, “Hi Bob.”

She likes Bob, she thought he not only was sweet he was also so smart. He knew he had a hard time with the group, especially Jake, but he was getting there. She leaned on her elbows, giving him a sweet smile, “What can I get you?”

The way his cheeks flushed and his eyes tried to look anywhere but the cleavage she put on display was so cute, “Oh, uh, just more beer?”

“Sure! Should I put it in your tab?”

“Yes,please.”

Shells went to the fridge to grab the beers, then paused, sending a look to where Beatrice was currently talking to two female customers. She then looked over her shoulder to Bob, who smiled at her, then past Bob to where his group was…a devilish thought showed up in her brain, “Why don’t you wait with the others? I’ll bring it to you.”

“Oh, okay! I’ll be there then.”

With the beers on top of a tray, she sent one last look to her friend who was still busy, then sped her step maneuvering through the crowd until she reached them. “There you go, more fuel for the pilots.” she teased, making them laugh while switching the empty bottles with the full ones, throwing some quick looks to her brunette friend, “So,” she rested the empty tray on her hip, “What else can I get you?”

“Your number would be nice, sweetheart.” Jake was quick to say, sending her a wink with the bottle to his lips.

Shells chuckled, “I meant something achievable,Hangman.”

“I think we are all fine.” Phoenix says, “Thanks Shells.”

“Hey, not a problem. Oh, just letting you guys know, I’ll go on a break in a few minutes so if you guys need anything else, you can ask Bea.” She kept an eye on everyone, but especially Rooster. The way his eyes just snapped to her friend made her insides flip in triumph, the little smirk on her face hidden by her biting the inside her cheek, “She’ll gladly serve you.”

Rooster’s eyes finally left the brunette at the bar counter, meeting Shell’s knowing blue gaze only to clear his throat and look away again, “Well” she drawled, walking backwards, sending them a salute, “Enjoy the night!”

The moment Shells approached the bar, she ran to her aunt, whispering something in her ear. Both Penny and Shells looked in Beatrice’s direction, who was leaning down to pick something behind the bar, unaware of the scheming happening behind her back.

Once the time came for Shells to have her break, Penny kept an eye on Beatrice. It took just a few seconds for a known pilot to approach the bar, the bell rang and Beatrice turned around with a wide smile, a smile that faltered for a quick second before returning - albeit a lot milder than before - “Hi!” her voice was higher, so she cleared her throat, “Um,hi.”

“Hey.” Rooster replied, leaning his elbows over the counter, which made Bea suck in a hard breath once she saw the curve of his pecs underneath the white tank top, “Can you believe I came here to get more beer? Just three this time though.”

She couldn’t help but huff out a chuckle, covering her mouth with her hands then “Well, it is a bar.” she adds, “I would be surprised if you came here for groceries.”

When he laughed at her joke she almost felt like fainting, biting her lower lip hard with her head dipped, “I-I’ll go get it.” practically power walking towards the freezer where she stood for a few minutes, letting the cool air hit her cheeks as she tried to calm herself. She shook her head for a quick moment, grabbing the beers between her fingers and turning back around, almost letting out a yelp of surprise to see he was still looking at her “There you go.”

“Thanks.” but he didn’t leave, pointing his index finger at her “Bea, right?” she nods with a small smile, “It’s weird, I’ve seen you for a while and never got your name.”

Maybe because she chickened out every time he seemed to want something, ending up telling Shells to do it, “Oh, well,” she only gave him a weak shrug, then felt like her arms were too exposed, quickly lacing her hands behind her back to hide them the best she could, “I haven’t been here long.”

He hummed, a tiny smile on his face, “I’m Rooster.”

“I know,” she blinks when his eyebrows raise in amusement, “I-I mean, I heard Penny and Shells talking about you and heard your name being called around.” her face was so warm she felt like she was boiling. She hoped the light above her head hid her blush from his view. “I…is there anything else I can get you?”

“I don’t think so, no.” he looks back at his friends, seeing they are still chatting amongst each other. Then his eyes travel to the splotches of ink on her upper arms, the parts that weren’t hidden behind her. However before he could ask her about them, she snaps her head ahead when she sees someone on the table lifting their glass.

‘Sorry I–” she moves her own finger over his shoulder, “I gotta go get this.”

“Oh, oh no no, yeah, go ahead.” he smiled and her knees almost buckled just like that, “I’ll go back then.”

“Okay.”

They stood there for a bit longer, until Rooster shook his head, picking the beers with one of his hands “I’l see you around then,Bea.” he smiles then turns on his heel back to the other pilots. Bea just stood there, face flaming and eyes wide, then she cleared her throat walking out from behind the bar to the table.

Penny, who watched the entire ordeal, just smiled, sending Shells a quick text once no one was looking:

“It’s on.”

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dustswordfinder · 4 months

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Dust Sword Journal

Day 55 I think or should it be 1

I found a pile of dust today and on closer inspection I determined it to be grains of dust made from the awesome power of the Dust Sword. After hiking through this ancient valley for so long I almost had given up hope in finding the Dust Sword. But, this blessed dust pile has refueled my motivation to continue my search.

Side note I had better find food soon because my rations are beginning to dwindle.

Is This Day 2?

I think my legs are on the verge of tearing off and leaving me here to sit forever. So I just sit on this rock to let them take it easy.

I walked about what feels like 25 miles today I still haven’t found any food, but I have found columns of dust that appear to have been trees at one point. You’d think they would be blown away by now but, there’s no wind apparently

Day 3 Apparently

I found an old barrel today. When I opened it I found it filled with dried beef jerky. This was a very lucky find due to the fact that my rations are so low I just wish I could find water. Although I may have packed about two times more of it than food, but I’m almost out of it.

I wish I could turn back. But, if I did that where would I go I can only lose if I turn back so for now I’ll wait for night and continue my journey then.

Day 12 It’s Been a While

It’s been a while, I think these are the only way i can vent my feelings. It’s also the closest I have been able to get to a conversation. I read back on my passed journal entries and I say things like “ Oh, that happened to you. Me too we have so much in common.” or “Wow, are you copying me or something?” Of course I knew it was me writing them, why wouldn’t I? Well moving past that, I haven’t wrote for a few days because I had the bright Idea to burn all my unused paper to keep myself warm.

This was a huge mistake because I found an old barrel just behind the rock I set up camp at. I’m still mad at myself, It took me 9 days to find this and one other page, with drawings of the land and some kind of village. This would not do and I had the urge to write so bad that erased them and started the pages anew. Ah, this will for sure help me on my quest. I would write more but I ran out out eraser and some silly and annoying writing remain at the bottom.

Th ocat n o he du ts ord remai s at th se co din 2 74 /| 81 6 E

Day 27, apparently

For awhile now I've been contemplating my life. Which I guess that's why people go out to find the unfound; to find what they haven't found in themselves. I look up at the stars and find them changing constantly. I believe it because they represent life and it's random yet vague path, because no matter how many times they change the bigger picture doesn't. Or it's because I'm in a place that warps to random spots in the universe... Which might be why I can't keep track of time, but I'm getting off track here. The point is I discovered that I went on this journey because I thought my life had no meaning, but

In fact it's this place that has no meaning other than chaos which is exactly what life is.

A chaos.

Day 13... I swear I’ve been out here longer than this

I’m still looking for the Dust Sword, it’s been alluding me for so long I think I might be going insane. This place it seems endless which doesn’t make too much sense because it should only be a small valley.

I need to find the Dust Sword, everything in my life has been leading up to this point and I need to fulfill my duty. I need to fin

I think I just heard something I gotta go.

Day 27 AGAIN

I SWEAR I’ve lived this day before! I just went through everything again and yet again here I am at the end of that day or this day on my back looking at the stars and their meaningless shifting bullshit. I’m so tired of this place not making sense. I’ll go to sleep hungry and cold one day and wake up again again in an old abandoned dinner having just ate two cans of beans the night before. Even my BAG is inconsistent and I’ll have memories of how I got the different bag when I think about it but then when it’s different I can’t even recall what it looked like before.

BUT today is the same it’s the same day I felt as if I woke up in me and I feel my mind at both points today heck I’m writing my other Day 27 right now as I write this one I don’t get this how does it....

I just tried getting my own attention, I seemed to have gotten it but then I got a headache to the point to where my nose started to bleed. Which is me where is me it’s all meaningless.

Truly, is this day 1?

Here I am in my car having just woken up from sleeping before the start of my journey. Have I actually dreamed this whole thing? No... NO I know I've been journeying for.. so long. Well at least I think it's been a long time. By why do I feel my days prior to my mission were just yesterday. The only way that could be is if I once again jumped back. Which could mean this could be my chance, my chance to leave if I want to I know the way out from here and I got the gas.. No I must continue, this is but a test for my determination for the sword. If anything this was a mistake of this land to do this because now I'm reinvigorated now that the purpose for my journey has been reinstated in a sense.

People are counting on me. Using my knowledge of what it's like in dust valley I'm going to take everything I can from this car and put it to use such as these receipts and tissues I have in here great for my journaling.

Day 220... wait really?

I double checked my markings that I add to my arm every day. It's a simple solution to my random time hopping date placements. I just add a mark to my arm the next time I shift and then I count the totals. For ones to fives it's the simple tally marks for the tens it's stars. And apparently for the hundreds it's squares.

I found a place to sleep for the night. I got it to the way I like it and I got up nice and snug. Normally I would have passed out immediately and woke up on a random day with random supplies. But it's different this time, it's like I can't feel tired anymore, but that's crazy.... I mean it would explain why I haven't felt the need for food or water despite the heat today. As well as how I didn't break a sweat, tire out, or anything. In fact it's like I was good to walk unhindered forever.

Heck I only stopped when I saw good place to pass the night. But laying here I can't help but feel like it was a pointless endeavor due to my seemingly God-like endurance. This is the furthest I've ever been in the time line, so maybe something happened to make me like this?

Day 95

I'm kind of bummed out.. I went from having the body of an immortal to this hunk of useless human meat that constantly whines. It's not fair now I have to worry about survival again... :(

Luckily I found some decent supplies. Some cans of soup, a sketch book and pencils, a harmonica, and a cool hat. So there's that at least. Hmm what else... I also made some decent distance today, I saw what I thought was a cactus but it was just a cactus shaped pile of dust... which is now just a pile of dust because I poked it and it collapsed. I'm so sad it wasn't a cactus I always wanted to meet a cactus they're so exotic.

Day 90

I found an old campsite that looks like it's been used by me. The problem is that I have no idea if I have used it or not and if so when I will or did. I tend to leave a sign that I've been to somewhere before it's kind of hard to describe so maybe I'll describe it another time.

But anyways I'm glad that I do this because now I know that I've been here before... wait is that my bag? Oh my God it is now I'm even more happy that I came here. While I am still bummed about not having my super abilities yet, I've come to realize that I should just get over it. It's not like I'm never going again or anything right? .... I'm so glad there was still some wood from an old chair left because like holy shit that would have sucked if I couldn't knock on wood rn.

Anyways, here's to another day in this horrible and dusty world that I exist in.

Day 30

After being here for so long I started to notice something about this place in the early days. Now that I'm aware of that, I was a little excited to be on such an early day of my journey.

I was right about the feeling I was having about the early days. There is someone or something following me at all times. I was able to trap my pursuer temporarily but they escaped before I could get close.

Whatever it is, it's fast and very clever. As it was able to reset my trap and trapped me in the process. Luckily I knew a quick way out because I made the trap.

I digress, the thing was but a blur of gray and left behind no trace other than a tuft of hair or possibly fur.

Day 66

I've been thinking a lot about folding laundry. I don't know why but I just can't stop thinking about it. Mainly the clothes in my house, I would never fold them. Instead I would just shove them into my drawers.

I wish I could go fold them, like holy shit it drives me nuts that I never folded them. Ughhhhhhhh this has to be the worst moment on my journey is the fact that I was a slob and I can't go home and clean it up my slob ass mess.

Anyways I'm going to fold the clothes that I have.

Day 67?

Okay so that's odd, well it may not sound odd but like... Well... It's been quite a while since the last time I've woken up the day directly after the day before.

I'm going to be honest, I'm feeling very paranoid now. I feel somewhat queasy too. My hands are kind of clamming up now, I think I might be having a panic attack. Tbh I've been concerned about how long it's been since my last panic attack. I think the only thing keeping me stable is writt... Writing.. well my brain is slipping now and and the now writing is making me panic more ahhhh I gotta go.

Day 68

Consistency is weird. It's so weird having to deal with the situations that I'm in as they happen. It's like one long episode special. I haven't seen anime in so long though that I can't even remember the name of my favorite one anymo.. oh... Um so there's a person in front of me and they're looking at me while writing on a page. They look panicked like me too.... Hold on that's the clothes I'm wearing and I recognize that face. It's me!!! Oh my oh my I'm gonna go talk to them....

Day 68

This is apparently a consistent phase of backwards days. Yesterday was day 69.... Nice... And before that it was day 70. It's pretty interesting to be going backwards in day order. I kind of like it. I even started a little game where I try to guess how I got to where I was upon waking up. So far I've been wrong a lot of times but I was right yesterday it seems. And.... Holy shit it's me... I forgot this happened today.. um what did I do last time?? Ummm oh yeah I just stood here writing until I walked up and tried talking to myself. Which then shattered time and ummm well I don't know what happened after that because the other me vanished, oh they just started talking to me ugh I'd love to talk but I gotta keep it consistent... Like I don't want to break time more. And here comes the touch and away we go here we go!!!!!!!

Day 40

She looked really conflicted. I found the journal she left when time broke, so I guess I have that to look forward to...

I just hope she.. I hope we're okay on the other side of the break. Regardless, I left a memorial of her. Which actually got me thinking maybe I should start making landmarks. I noticed that there were recently made landmarks on some of my hops, maybe I made those. In any case, it looks like I need to start now.

I hope one day I can travel with someone even if it's another me. I'm growing very tired of this slog of nonsense with no one to talk to.

Day 200

I lost my journal page during the time break. Which is fine because I still have the one I picked up after my first time witnessing the time break event. I don't feel in pain or anything but I feel different now as though I changed as a person. It's almost like I died that day and was reborn.

It's odd I know but, it feels like my way of thinking is different now, I don't know how else to describe it.

In other news I woke up at a department store. My first impulse was to check my bag to see if I already raided it. But, strangely it's my exact same bag that I had prior to the time break. It has the exact same supplies too which is really odd. This may be because instead of inhabiting an instance of myself or whatever, I just straight am myself.

I'm going to take my time looting this place. While I'm at it I'm going to get a whole new wardrobe of outfits. Since my current clothes are very old and kind of musty. They also don't feel like my clothes anymore.... You know what it's makeover time there's a barber shop here too so look out you dusty wasteland a new me is in the making!!!

Day 201

I'm glad to have a consistent day, a single day was not long enough for me anyway. I picked out some sweaters (it gets cold okay), a few pairs of overalls (I'm tired of belts and these pants are sturdier than my old shorts), and a bunch of bright colored shirts. Heck all the clothes that I picked are brightly colored. I'm just so tired of the constant gray dust color ugh... I also found a collapsible hand powered wash device bucket thing (yeah that's what they actually called it on the box).

I also snagged me a nice hiking pack, new cooking gear, a toilet seat, two buckets, and a hand saw (which I kept but also used to cut off the bottom of one of the buckets). Sadly, by the time I had done all that I had exhausted the day.

However as I mentioned before, it's the next day for once. So that means I was able to hit the barber shop today. While there I got a hand mirror, scissors, a spray bottle, and rubber lint roller. I then cut my hair really short, it's never been short before but it felt right now.

I feel like a new person now.

Day 56

I was wondering when I'd see the day after my technical first day. Which made me want to determine what day this is by volume but I honestly lost track of days, not to mention all the days I didn't write a journal. Heck I can't even just use the dates because I rewrote a lot of my entries because they got water damaged and they got dated that day. Which I don't really understand how it happens it just does. The date isn't even consistent with what day I'm on it's like it's the date of the outside world. In which case I think I started this journey in either 2017 or 2018 I can't remember honestly.

Speaking of, it's like I'm trapped inside one year. I've seen myself several times during this journey but I don't like those meetings because I always get headaches. The first time I didn't get a headache was on the time break. Maybe it's because I've never been to that day before so seeing myself there was in the moment for me.

Anyways it's cool to come full circle like this and to finally see the day after my start.

Day 125

I had a long time to think about my journey yesterday. I feel like I haven't made any progress due to this time weirdness. But I'm the one for the job and I'm going to find the dust sword. I'm the only one who can...

Anyways today I did make some sort of progress in that I made a new landmark. I'm so irritated that it took me so long to think about making these.. The people who trained me for this mission are completely useless the only thing they taught me is how to collect water in the rain, but it never freaking rains here!!!!! Like come the fuck on did they want me to fail?? If that's the case then, what the fuck I'm the only one who can survive being this close. Do they want the world to be doomed?

Day 205

I met Nancy today, but before I get into the details about that, I wanna talk about how I skipped to today. Time skips aren't that unusual for me heck I'm pretty used to them at this point. What I'm not used to is that I know what day it is that I'm on without the use of my tally and what's more is that my tally is completely useless now as my prior time skip wasn't a fluke in me keeping all my stuff. Which means my memory isn't swapping with my past/future selves anymore. My whole being is traveling through time now. I also end up in random places instead of at campsites that I well that Nancy makes.

Something else happened to me during the time break. It's as if I am actually a paradox clone of Nancy instead of being Nancy, I'm just me now. Which brings me to my meeting with Nancy.

I woke up in a ditch, I had all my belongings with me but I felt rather disheveled. Turns out I appeared and fell down into the ditch and broke my arm. Yeah that really sucks... Anyways I clambered out of the ditch and saw smoke in the distance. I headed towards the smoke and came across Nancy at her campsite. She looked up at me and smiled saying something about it being a while since the last time we met, only for her smile to fade upon seeing my arm. She quickly went into a panicked state and went about setting my arm. I was still in shock and then I panicked thinking I was about to be sent through another time break. But nothing happened, other than my arm cracking back into place.. ow..

She quickly brought me up to speed about her journey and how we met quite a few times apparently. While she was talking I noticed that it was like she was hiding things from me. I confronted her about this and she explained it was details my future self had told her not to tell me on my first meeting. I then asked how she knew this was the first time I met her after the incident. She simply smiled and pointed to my arm. Guess that means I told her to look for when I had a broken arm.

Day 78

I will travel across the land searching far and wide... There's no pokemon, but there's a sword with a power to destroy!!! Anyways, I've been singing a lot lately. They're mostly parody songs and I forget a lot of lyrics so it's like my own music in a way??

I don't know.. point is it's fun and helps keep my spirits up while I search for this dang freaking Sword that's been turning the world to dust. I'm so glad I'm immune to becoming dust but at the same time I wish I wasn't because that's the only reason I'm here.

Nancy the Dust Sword finder they called me. They had a parade for me and everything.... Well at least I would have liked them too. But nope, they were like yo if you don't go in there we're going to convict you for treason like... Wtf gotta love the government.

Day 1

I appeared on the top of a mountain today. It overlooks the edge of the valley. I can see her car in the distance, I'm not sure if I want to watch it happen but then again it would be interesting to see.

As her car enters the valley it turns to dust, luckily it slows down enough in the process it doesn't cause her any harm. She's super embarrassed about this event so she never wrote it down. But yeah she sat there for over two hours, in a pile of dust. I wish I could have warned that her car was sadly not immune. But I'd rather not mess with time too much.

In other news my gut feeling of knowing the day without my tally is spot on. Nancy helped confirm it last we met and today without a doubt is day 1. I kind of want to try to leave the valley just to see what happens so I'm gonna do that.

Day 9

What makes some things resistant to the effects of the Dust Sword? I've thought about it a few times in the past (relatively speaking), but I've never really spent much time thinking about it. You'd think that I'd be the expert here because I happen to be immune to its effects, but nope. Not even the scientist that studied me as well as other objects not affected by the sword's power, knew why.

So when I woke up today and saw a dusted book and a normal book side by side, I decided that I'd spend the day pondering why. It seems to have an effect on time itself for instance which is why my consciousness is constantly traveling through time. But time is also stable enough that I can exist in random sections of it for a prolonged period of time, only to be distrupted when my mind settles down for sleep.

Maybe my immunity is tied to my activity or at least my tether to reality is tied to my consciousness. I'm going to try meditating to see if I can induce this state of being untethered.

Day 8

I'm growing annoyed with titling these to be honest it's just one extra step. But, I won't stop because I like keeping track of things. In any case at least it's a way to help focus in on my day at times so there's that.

Anyways, I found a cactus today!!!! I named him Fred and I gave him a hat. Now that I know where he is it'd be fun to go see him every now and then. Fred is so cool I want to give him some sunglasses too now. The next pair I find are for him!!!

If I ever get out of here I'll get a tattoo of Fred and it'll be awesome!!!!

Also I was right about cactus being exotic, he has a foreign accent and everything!

Day 49.. again

So the last few days have been a blur. For some reason I kept waking up on day 49 it was weird and more and more of me kept popping up until it was just utter chaos. Since there was only one backpack it was a crazy ass fight to secure it and write in the journal inside. Honestly that day is such a cluster fuck. I'm glad I finally secured the bag and fled. Then I passed out and woke up on day 77.

I will talk about day 77 in my next entry but for now this is an entry about day 49. I was the only one that made it out of that retched day. I think all the other me converged when I passed out with the bag. I say this because I can now recall all the perspectives of that day. They.. I... We failed so many times and for what we're all me and.. idk this mission keeps giving me mental scars.

Day 98

The more time goes on the less I feel like who I once was. I tried leaving the valley but got sent to a different day the moment I tried. I'm not sure if it's because I'm a paradox clone.. thing... Or because nothing can escape the sword's grasp.

I wonder what its true origins are, did it pop into existence or was it created? Did anyone ever use it or is it without a master? I personally like the theory that it's an ancient being that came to earth to destroy it and everything else.

I know it certainly did a number on me... I'm not even Nancy anymore, I'm just .. nothing I ain't nothing, zero, nat ... Nat ... Huh.. I actually kinda like the sound of that, Natt.. okay I'm Natt this is the story of Natt and a girl named Nancy.

Day 77

Today started off with me writing down my entry from a prior day that I'd rather not think about. So locally I decided to start the day over metaphorically.

Today started with a breakfast of jerky with a side of chopped carrots that were kinda dusty in that most of the can was filled with dust chunks in carrot water... Yeah canned food kind of sucks here... Food in general sucks here. Anyways after a hearty meal that well.. yeah.. I started my journey once again.

There was a large mound a few yards away with no signs of foot travel, so I figured I must've camped here in preparation for a hike up. The hike was super tiring and at times I broke down and cried because holy shit climbing a mound mostly made of loose dust is so difficult. Each step my feet would sink at least a foot down. I didn't have my snow shoes for some reason so I tied some boards to my feet. With our them I'd probably sunk deeper into the mound without them but walking with them was so difficult!!

Each step was labored from these boards and it didn't help that they kept getting covered with dust!!! Ahhhhhhhhh ... But yeah it took me the whole day to reach the top but I'm not even going to enjoy the view from up here because it's too dark now.. today sucked.

Day 4

They say the number four is unlucky or down right dangerous, at least in some cultures that is. But I personally like the number 4 it's one of the most even numbers in my opinion. Like a perfect square.

Speaking of, I found such a square today. It's huge, metal, and embedded in the ground. It appears to be rather thick metal yet hollow on the inside. I think it might be some kind of bunker!

I'm not sure if I should try to enter it though. Bad things could happen if I do. Just like in that show called Lost... But at the same time I need to explore everything that I can in my quest.

Time to start preparations.

Day 24

Today I spent a long time strategizing. I need to somehow coordinate the movement of supplies that I'll need to break into the bunker like thing. This will be difficult to pull off as I don't keep a consistent inventory other than these journal entries for some reason. Maybe it's because they're inscribed with my mind's knowledge? Like flashdrive plugged in still or something?

Idk... Wait .. no... That'd be stupid.. but what if... Okay I'm just gonna try it and see if it works. I wrote the description of an item on that item. Let's just see if I'll have it once I wake up again.

I still don't know why I never questioned myself having my notes stay consistent before...

+This is a really nice rock I found.. test rock+

Day 68

Okay it's this day again. I've been super stressed out about this day. I don't want Nancy to end here but how do I stop it from happening? Will I end as a result?

Okay screw it I'm gonna take action, here we go.

Here's what happened after I took action:

First I stopped Nancy that was about to shatter the other Nancy. She was super confused and looked like she had just reset in a way. But anyways I led her away from the event and then the day ended. When I awoke Nancy was there with me looking very lost. I questioned her about her journey and everything went the same as usual until I stepped in. She seems different now though I don't know how else to describe it.

I'm not sure if I stopped Nancy from being destroyed. Because I'm still around but that could be because I'm from a broken time. However, there's a possibility that I just destroyed Nancy even more as she is now separated from the timeline too.

Day 83

I realized that I was so caught up with what happened on day 68 that I never wrote anything about today or that day.

So here goes, it all started while I was busy pondering about how I kept getting consistent days. It has been a rather odd occurrence. But right before I could start writing about it, they showed up. They said their name is Natt and that they need to stop me from killing Nancy. Like what does even mean? It's not like I'm dead in the future because I've been to the future, so like come on.

Now they're freaking out because apparently I'm broken now and Nancy is gone because, "if I'm still alive and you're broken, she's gone now." Like... What?

Anyways been dealing with them all day.. Oh my Lordess... Now they're freaking out saying that I write different now, like bitch I've always wrote in cursive.

Day 70

I found the same rock in my bag though I'm not sure if it's because I kept it or if it's because it's linked to me now. Not much else to note about today but I have a strange feeling.

Day 69

As much as I am over the moon with being on day 69, nice. Me being here after day 70 means my feeling was correct and I guess this is the end of me... It seems too soon but yet maybe it's because I'm a variant like Natt. I'm scared I also don't see a point in having separate pages for this so.. yeah

...Day 68

I've been a bundle of nerves all day and I had a good reason for that but now I feel like I'm in the clear. I saw... someone, they pounced on the other Nancy and they both vanished. I hope things are going to be okay with them. Sending good vibes to your way.

Day 62

I've been waking up on the same day as Natt often right beside them. Normally I'd have loved that as I don't like to be alone. But, Natt is so difficult to deal with lately. They keep looking at me and crying saying things like "oh Nancy..."

Luckily I've been waking up before them so I can leave them to their woes while I explore. I've been getting more and more nimble lately and I think I might be getting taller too... Nah that's impossible I'm at least 28 years old now, so I can't grow taller... Right?

In other news I hate being called Nancy now, it's still a good name and everything, but having it is a constant reminder about what happened. Besides it's not like Natt treats me like I'm Nancy anymore.

Day 62

She's been avoiding me, I often wake up around the same time as her, sometimes earlier, but I lay there to give her the option to decide if she wants to stick around. She never does..

I follow her at a distance to keep tabs on her, because I worry about her. She's been going through a lot and she's been drastically changing as a result.

I have a theory as to what's been going on as it happened to me as well. I think that when a clone is shattered they reform in an unstable state. This factor with the addition of a random quirk, like my writing style. Factor into an identity crisis and we become our own people. At least that's how it's been happening with me and ... Yeah..

She seems to be affected by it a lot more than me though. For example her writing style is just straight up cursive now. Nancy never even learned cursive growing up. So like what the heck is up with that? Then there's the fact that she's been getting taller, slender and quick. Even her facial features seem to be changing, she has silver eyes now!!

I need to talk with her but I don't know if I'm ready.

Day 29

How should I start this journal entry, it was so hectic today that I'm still in mild disbelief. I guess I could start with the dragon- yeah I saw a dragon! I think it's what I trapped on day 30, I feel pretty bad about that still but at least it was able to escape (it also got revenge by trapping me back). I encountered it while on my trek it seemed confused as to why I was there and after studying me for a bit, it sped away. It felt very odd, because it was like I was familiar with the dragon somehow.

The dragon was covered in gray fur, had chocolate brown eyes(like me), long flowy whiskers, two long black twisted horns, and dark almost carbon like in color scales, it also had a very long elegant tail, with white wings.

The other thing that happened is that I still have my rock. This is the first day prior to writing on it on day 40. This is pretty exciting as it means my theory about my writing imbuing items with a link to my mind is correct. I'm going to write on my current backpack so that I can always have a consistent inventory. This will likely mean that I will wake up with two back packs depending on if that Nancy has one when I switch with them. If this occurs I'll simply leave it where I camp that night. I can probably see about making this bag into a one strap side carrier so I could free up some space to carry more.

This also means I can start prepping for the opening of the bunker-like object I found on day 4. The only problem I have is that I'm still changing days so I won't be able to reach the bunker unless I happen to be close by on that particular day. If I end up getting desperate though I could try leaving a message to the other Nancy to see if I could get them to travel that way too... No no no... Scratch that idea, it could probably cause a very serious time break.

Day 77

I'm tired... I'm so tired of chasing after her. She's so fast now it's insane. I haven't even written anything in my journal for a long time because I'm just so out of breath. But today I'm calling it quits, if she wants to run away and not return for hours on end she can. Because, I'm done, that's right I'm done I'm so tired of dealing with it so there.

I don't know why I even bothered. She clearly just wants space from me I get that. But did she really have to transform into a dragon!! Like wow way to show off Newt!! The only thing that happened to me is that I lost my gender. Well my hair also changes colors depending on my mood and what not but come on.. I wanna be a dragon.. I'm grumpy

Although I'm still sad about Nancy, I've come to accept her end and I've also come to accept Newt for who she is... As frustrating as she is... She's my sister and it's important to cherish that. Growing up my parents had always wanted more than one kid but we're very unlucky in that department, while they were happy to have had Nancy, they felt saddened to only have the one kid. It didn't help that Nancy would always talk about how much she wanted siblings.

I'm sure they'll be saddened to hear about Nancy's passing and perhaps they wouldn't even see it that way. But I'm certain they'll be happy to know they are now the proud parents of two more children.

Not really sure if they'll ever find out about it though, seeing as we might dissipate after the sword is found. But it's a nice thought.

Day 84

I can't believe that in all my excitement I forgot to inscribe my bag. But as luck would have it I actually found a much better alternative to my bag. It is a duffle bag that has a bunch of pockets and even has dividers for the large pocket that are adjustable.

So this will be the bag that I inscribe. I'm going to just use it for my important findings such as tools as I do have a somewhat random assortment of items and almost never what I need when I need it.

+Duffle bag I found on day 84+

Day 76

I haven't written in a journal for a long time. To be fair I've been enjoying myself too much to even remember to do it.

First of all I'm a dragon girl now. I don't know how it's possible, but I can turn into a dragon now. When I'm not a dragon I still have my horns and an optional tail. Which is pretty sick because if it gets in my way poof gone.

Actually, part of the reason I haven't written a journal entry in a while is because I didn't know that I could have a human form still. So I spent like a long time just zooming around as a dragon.

I should probably explain how I learned to shift back into a human. I was exploring as I tend to do, when I spotted something odd, or rather someone odd. At first I thought it was Natt, but then I realized their stride was wrong. So I zoomed in to get a good look.

There she was it was Nancy. I couldn't believe it. I just stared at her and she stared back at me and quietly said "wow..." It was then I realized that I should probably get out of there.

I ran off in search of Natt and as I ran I kept thinking. I'm not a monster, I'm not a mistake, I'm not a monster... Then I saw Natt and as I saw them I started to cry and suddenly I was embracing them. Through the sobs I told them everything and pretty soon we were both crying. When we finally finished sobbing is when I realized that I had changed. I was a little confused and after chatting with Natt we realized that I had been internalizing the feeling of self hatred to the point it manifested as me becoming a dragon.

But yeah, Nancy is alive we even verified it with past journal entries. Plus now that those feelings aren't completely consuming me I can shift whenever. Truly a wonderful day!

Day 38

Writing on the duffle bag work! It also kept everything that was in there which is so good!

I've been noticing something lately where I'm starting to recognize just about every place I've been to and yet I still haven't found the sword. This makes me think more and more that it might be inside the bunker-like thing I found.

Speaking of, I still have yet to locate a tool or something to help breach the bunker then there's the waiting for being close enough to reach its location in less than a day. This is such an annoying issue.

All of this would be easier if I had people to rely on... Maybe I could befriend the dragon?

Day 20

I'm ashamed of myself, I pushed Newt to her breaking point and made her feel like a monster. All because I misunderstood what actually happened. In removing her from her time line I broke her in the same way I was broken but it saved Nancy from becoming me.

But then if I never was created then how am I still around? The same thing goes for Nancy if she became Newt how is she still around.. the only solution I can see is that all of us are paradox clones and if we deviate from our path through a means outside our timeline then we break and become a deviated Nancy and develop a different identity.

But if that's the case how come the Nancy that created me didn't break as well... Maybe she's the original.. that would make sense as to how she seems to be immune... Wait does that mean that Nancy would have been the one to time break Newt?

Hmm I wonder if Newt and I are the same as her now that we are our own persons... I did cause Newt to be born and since then we can touch and nothing breaks. We need to find Nancy I'm tired of avoiding her. I think it should be fine so long as we know it to be the current Nancy.

After talking it out with Newt she's down for it. She even suggested that I ride on her back while we observe Nancy from afar. Maybe we'll be able to find the true Nancy though it's gonna be tricky.

Day 30

It's day 30 again, the day I trapped the dragon.. wait.... I can use this! This is a golden opportunity to meet the dragon, because I know for sure it's going to be trapped.

I rushed over to the spot where I placed the trap the last time, careful to not be seen by past me I waited for the trap to be sprung. It took about 3 hours but the waiting paid off.

At first I thought I was seeing things, just a quick blur of gray against gray. But I started noticing it was getting closer and with each hill I'd see it. Then suddenly before I could react I heard the trap go off.

I knew I didn't have long to act so I quickly sprung into action and set about undoing the trap. All the while I was apologizing for not being able to stop the trap and talking about how I was going to free them. As it turned out the dragon had a rider, which was rather surprising and took me aback for a moment.

When I had gotten them free I quickly went about resetting the trap and moving its position. Which went much faster than I anticipated because the other two quickly sprung into action and skillfully assisted me. At the time I was confused as to why there were suddenly two people helping me and how they knew this trap.

One of my questions was answered as after we finished with the trap, one of them turned into the dragon. The other quickly hopped a board and helped me up as well. I was super grateful for the assistance as I could hear the running foot steps from my past self.

The ride was surprisingly really smooth for how fast we were going over the hills. In fact I didn't feel a single bump on the ride, but the ride was super intense it was like I was a smooth high speed roller coaster. The ride lasted for almost a minute and when we came to a stop we were super far from where the trap had been at least maybe a 1 mile at the very least.

The rider, named Natt helped me down from the dragon named Newt. I collapsed on the ground as soon as I was off, Natt started to panic and was about to start CPR but I was quick to prevent that. This series had simply worn me out and I needed a moment to collect myself. Natt continued to hover at least until Newt walked over and flicked them on the forehead telling them to give me some space.

The two of the quickly set up camp as I wrote more in my journal. Once camp was set up we started to chat while eating. Apparently Natt was the Nancy from the time break I caused, I straight up started crying when I found this out. I thought I had straight destroyed my future self but as it turns out I just allowed them to become their own person. Through the tears the two of them explained who Newt was and the three of us cried harder in the process. After the tears I swiftly punched Natt in the arm, scolding them for risking their life the way they did the day Newt was born. I then thanked them none the less for being so thoughtful.

They also explained how they believe their existence works. Which helped me connect a lot of dots about how time seems to work here. After comparing stories for the rest of the day we noticed that it was getting late and went about setting up a system on how they can find me again. We came up with a plan after I told them about the ability I possess to wear I can keep items I write on. The plan involves a system in which we'd both carry a tally sheet for each meeting. That way even if it's a future Nancy or whatever we'd know what not to talk about at the given time. I'm also to start my day by lighting a fire and carrying a flag which will help in quickly tracking me down.

I then informed them about how I found a bunker and they both agreed that was our next goal as a team. The two of them were tired from the past few days of searching for me. So I hugged them both and we settled in for the night.

As an aside I'm so happy to have these two come into my life, I've always wanted siblings.

Day 30

That trap hurt! I knew it was coming and everything but I had to trigger it. Mainly because I don't want to break time even more. But damn... I hated that so much.

Some good came out of it though, we met Nancy. It was the main Nancy too we even verified when she made contact with us. She was the one that actually freed us from the trap and she looked really upset. Once free we quickly set about helping to reset the trap for past Nancy. Then we booked it with Nancy in tow.

Soon after when we stopped we told stories, explained who we are, and bonded. It was a little strange talking with someone that I used to identify as. It was also pretty jarring because I used to know everything she went through but she has developed far beyond what I once knew. I at least changed physically and mentally while she just developed more. I keep having to remind myself that she isn't me I don't think I'll ever get rid of that feeling.

I love her like a sister though and at the end of the day that's what truly matters to me. Even though it feels narcissistic... Idk I need therapy.

She told us about a bunker she found and is ecstatic because now she has a semi-reliable way of getting to it.

I can only hope this isn't something like Pandora's Box.

Day 205

I met Natt again today but it's weird because it's passed Natt and I'm current Nancy. I knew this meeting was going to happen though. Natt has told me they had met a future me and they had just broken their arm that day.

Anyways it was cool to see Natt again even though they weren't currently going as Natt. Apparently meeting them today is what helped them realize they were their own person of sorts. Which kind of confuses me because they had thought I was dead or whatever even though they had met me in the future?

Day 13

Ah so nostalgic being on day 13 again. Back when things seemed so much more similar and not too confusing yet. This was around the time where we had noticed that time was rather odd here though so it's pretty interesting to think about. We ran into the current Nancy earlier as she was hiding from past Nancy. We exchanged information as per usual and we're just getting down to business with our discussion on the current situation with the bunker. Sadly neither of our parties have yet to secure a means to open the bunker which sucks because we've been searching for so long. Heck, Newt has even attempted to break it open using her vast dragon strength and she didn't even make a dent.

We're starting to run out of options with this bunker as the only thing that might be able to break into might be powerful explosives. Which is very unlikely to be found in this hell hole of a valley wasteland but hey at least it's an idea. The only other way we can think of is by finding an alternative entrance. So whenever it's a progressive day forward Natt and I are digging up the ground around the bunker.

Day 23

I'm liking the idea of the bunker less and less. First of all its description really didn't even cover just how sinister its vibes are. Like sure it looks about how it was described on paper sure, but on an eye scale...

I hate this plan, I can't help but feel like we'll all die if we go inside. I feel ill just getting close to it.

However, regardless of how it makes me feel I'm still going to give it my all as long as Nancy and Natt wish to enter. It wouldn't be right to deny them the truth so I'll continue in aiding them.

Day 100

The big ole' 100... You know it really doesn't have the same effect as achieving this day naturally. I don't even think that I've been out here for 100 days or have I surpassed that??? I don't know in the slightest... It's not like I kept track of how many days I've seen and does it count if I repeat days? I don't even write every day that I experience I'll often be just busy gathering supplies such as food, searching for Natt and Newt, and looking for something to break into the bunker.

In fact I only decided to write today just because of how jarring it feels being on this day. Other than that this day has been a big ole' nothing burger I didn't find anything or anyone for that matter. Maybe I can visit my cactus friend?

Research Log 1

I Dr. Molly, have come to realize that I am in fact immune to the effects of The Dust Sword. So I have determined that I must now devote my life to studying it and the valley it's consumed. Many attempts have been made in disrupting the sword's destruction but so far after decades of trying we've only succeeded in containing it with a wall build of items immune to its effects. They've tried everything even reckless acts such as throwing a young woman in here in the very early days of its incarnation.

I've spent my life researching this place and it's history but have come up with very little except for learning of my own immunity. My fellow researchers turned green with envy after my discovery so I fled here for both my safety and my research so really it's a win win. I have brought with me tons of rations, writing equipment, seeds, and many other means of survival all of which I have proven to be immune to the effects of the dust. I spent the first day setting up a base camp and have already found a water source and planted my seeds. I plan on living the rest of my life here after all.

It should be noted that I've felt quite strange since coming here. Almost like time doesn't flow properly here. Also for some reason I've been wanting to build a nest.

Day 5

I visited the bunker today but I still couldn't get it open. The air feels different than normal today. It's almost like something fundamentally changed in the Dust Valley. It's hard to describe but it's an odd feeling that I noticed a few times in the past like with Newt and Natt coming about. I have been able to tell that they're on the same day as me due to this.

But this time the feeling is different like it's unknown to me and not in the slightest familiar which makes it very noticeable. What's more is that I noticed it on day 90 or so but I was too busy to write about it. It's been like this on 7 different days and now I know it's weird because this is day 5 and I shouldn't feel that shift....

Anyways I talked to Fred, the cactus, the other day. It seems that Fred has also noticed the strangeness of the air lately. When I next chat with Natt and Newt I'm gonna see if they notice it too or have at least seen anything odd.

Day 17

For some reason I really want to just start eating dust. Like I'm not hungry or anything but it's a growing feeling that I'm finding hard to ignore.

It's honestly kind of scary that I can't stop this feeling. Like I know there's something wrong with me or something but this is getting out of my control. I was barely able to stop myself yesterday.... I need help.

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De's Military Service

The National Archives and Records Administration is a great website for military records, especially old ones. Some have been digitized and some have not (and some were burned in a fire in 1973, presumably what happened to my great grandfather's records). I was searching for the two training films De was a part of besides "A Time To Kill" (I am determined to find them!) and decided to see if his record was on there, and sure enough it was. Even though it's a public website, I still blacked out De's Serial Number (his SSN was already blacked out) although I don't think anyone could do anything with it since its been so long and as he had no children, any potential VA benefits wouldn't be a factor today or in the future.

Draft Registration:

This address is right on the beach. His employer is "Cooper Arms" which is down the block from the residence address. Cooper Arms is where he got his elevator job. I don't know if this is before or after he crashed in their basement. He's 21 here, so this is sometime in 1941. Notice the signature on the bottom. The clerk most likely made him put in "Jackson" since that was his "official" name. Blue, Blonde, light complexion, and 150 lbs.

10 March 1943 Long Beach Press Telegram

The newspaper article where De got on the bus to go to Basic. (Mentioned in "From Sawdust to Stardust"). (Article was saved in my "military" folder instead of "newspapers", which is why it wasn't posted before.)

Payroll RAAF, Roswell NM 30 Apr 44

I don't know why this was included in his record, but I love finding records like this so I included it.

Going from left to right, 3 Mar 43 (date drafted). 0 is Years of Service (it's weird in the military: if you're in, but below 2 years, you're still considered having 0 years of service until you hit that 2 year mark, at least on pay records). With the comment under his name, it appears De stopped an allotment in February, and they are now reimbursing him for taking it after he wanted it stopped. If the codes are the same as today, an "F" Allotment is to a charity or emergency assistance fund. Blacked out is his Serial Number. The 6.60 is for an "N" Allotment which is life insurance. 3.75 is for "Class A pay reservations" which is a war bond as far as I can tell. 1.50 is for "Government Laundry."

In the second picture, I could not decode what the 10.35 was for (T/A). So he was due 65.65, but they collected the 1.50, leaving him with 64.15. He signed (with "Jackson" now) saying he received that money.

Separation 28 Jan 1946 -

After VE and VJ day, the First Motion Picture Unit was shut down and some of the unit was sent to Colorado to wait for their separation orders.

Separation Qualification Record

Lists his military jobs, basic information, and a summary of military occupations, which would likely have been useful for returning GIs to get a job doing something similar to what they did in the service, for example, radio technicians, communications, etc. The address on Normandie is where he and Carolyn started renting right before they got married.

Page 2 (Backpage), Military Education, Civilian Education and occupations. Again all of this would be helpful for returning GIs.

Honorable Discharge Certificate

WD AGO Form 53-55 - Official Separation Form

Basic information. Same address on Normandie as above. Blue eyes, but now Brown hair and weight is 165 (Guess 3 meals a day and all the PT helped him out 😂 Or Carolyn made him some good food 🤣). No. Depend-1, this is number of dependents, being spouse or children, or even at this time parents as the rules were more lax on supporting your parents.

Block 21 Civilian Occupation "Checker" - I'm unsure about this but according to "From Sawdust to Stardust" De told them he was an "entertainer." Box 35 is Immunizations, which continues in Box 55. I'm surprised by how late he got these. Perhaps the Army gave priority to those going overseas first and then the rest got them. Nowadays you get the majority at Basic Training if you don't already have them.

Served 2 years, 10 months, and 13 days, and was a Private First Class upon discharge. Reason for separation is basically "surplus." Pay Data was his final pay plus some travel money, and his insurance continued for another month.

Block 34, right thumb print. Box 55 Remarks: the continued immunizations. Inactive service is while he was waiting to board the bus to Basic, (the time between when he was notified he was drafted and the day he officially was).

The "6 Days lost" is throwing me. Usually "Days lost" means you weren't able to work because you made a bad choice (like you're hungover, or you did something incredibly stupid and hurt yourself, causing hospitalization, or you didn't show up for most of your shift) but I can't see De being too hungover to work or not showing up. However, there is the story of him, George Reeves, and another soldier getting lost in Colorado, pushed a car into the nearby town, and when they couldn't get the hotel owner to open up, they broke in and slept on the floor. They were drunk after drinking a bottle of bourbon trying to stay warm. The sheriff came by and took them to jail for the night. There's also the story of George Reeves getting recognized in Colorado at a hotel and decided not to spend the night because he got mobbed (De was with him). A sheriff pulled them over for something and decided to put them in jail for the night. I don't know if these two stories are the same or not, one was in the book and one was in a newspaper article, but if it made them late or made them miss a shift, that would count as being absent, (but not AWOL, which would have been much more serious). Also I don't know if the furlough time was considered "lost time". It's possible all of this was and it added up to the 6 days.

The 4 Discharge Emblems were pins issued to be worn on the uniform once someone was discharged. Since there was a clothing shortage, service members were authorized to wear their uniforms even after they were discharged (mostly while traveling home). The Discharge Emblem proved that they weren't away from their unit, that they were allowed to be wherever they were. ASR score was a rating given to service members to list who got discharge papers first.

De signed and he was now a Veteran and a civilian. Back to Carolyn at Normandie and Paramount.

#deforest kelley #militaryservice #this concludes our history lesson on WWII Documents #well De's military documents #fascinating

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60 DIALOGUE PROMPTS!!

Alright, since I can’t seem to come up with anything good to write, I’ve decided to let an AI generate random dialogue prompts. If you are interested in any of them being part of a fanfic, please send an ask with said prompt. Also, if you have an idea of what you want me to do with the prompt, feel free to include it in the ask. Angst? Happy? Funny? Only writing for Kaz Brekker at the moment, but might do it again for more characters.

(I’ll be crossing out the ones that have already been done.)

1. "You make me feel like I'm not good enough."

2. "Am I supposed to be scared now?"

3. "Could you be happy here with me?"

4. "But this- this is the only thing that's made the last three years bearable."

5. "Perhaps you'll take me out one day - or do I have to make an appointment?"

6. "I've forgotten what it's like to feel young."

7. "She's been missing since Friday and you're not worried?"

8. "I daren't stay long. I just had to see you."

9. "It looks like you're in trouble there. Can I help?"

10. "He/she was unconscious when I found him/her”

11. "You came back!"

12. "You stand there and accuse me, but where were you at the time?"

13. "You were meant to be watching him/her!”

14. "I'll find her and bring her home, I promise."

15. "Have you read the newspaper stories about my wife?"

16. "Tell me what you saw, for her/his sake!"

17. "H-how long have you been standing there?"

18. "You haven't called me that in years."

19. She was beginning to realise how far down in his memory he’d buried his childhood

20. "I'm sorry if it upsets you, but I'm going to marry her."

21. "You did a bad thing for a good reason."

22. "If you do this, you will be dead to me."

23. "You have her/his eyes."

24. "I just want a nice, easy life. What's wrong with that?"

25. "You're paying a small price compared with what she's going through."

26. "Are you kidding me? We're not 'fine'!"

27. "What do you remember about your mother?"

28. "Where does a child hide in a town like this?"

29. "If only I'd just gone over when she called."

30. “If you’re not going to let me help, I’m not staying to watch you burn.”

31. “You shot me!” “Oh, don’t pretend to be surprised. It’s unbecoming.”

32. “We were friends.”

33. “You seem tired.”

34. “You talk like we’ve already lost.” “Look around you, dumbass! We already have!”

35. “Was I just not enough for you?”

36. “It’s easy to hate someone when you don’t look them in the eyes.”

37. “Ah, yes. I am delighted to exist as a pawn in your power-plays.”

38. “How am I supposed to go on?”

39. “Aren’t you tired? Can we stop this and give our hearts rest?”

40. “We started this together and we should end it together.”

41. “You bring the best out of me but I’m the worst for you.”

42. “What I mean is, I’m going to stop watering a dead flower, expecting it to grow again.”

43. “But you make me feel like home! You are my home.”

44. “I just need this one moment. This last one.”

45. “I was not ready to lose both a lover and a friend in one night.”

46. Because that’s all we are now, right? A memory, a faded picture, a failed potential.

47. “Please, just stay a little longer.”

48. “Am I going to die?”

49. “I know exactly how this ends.”

50. “You were never one of us.”

51. “I would’ve died for you.”

52. “You almost died! And for what?”

53. “If I leave now, I won’t come back.”

54. “Don’t look at me like that, I don’t want pity.”

55. “And then he left.”

56. “I wish I could fix this.”

57. “You hurt me and I still trusted you.”

58. “Can we have this conversation when you’re not upset.”

59. “You really were my first and last.”

60. “I hope you got what you wanted.”

#angst #fanfiction #six of crows fanfic #six of crows x reader #kazzle dazzle #kaz brekker x reader #kaz brekker

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Ravenous

Request: Heyyy how abb some smut w vampire jk🥰

Member: Vampire Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Thriller, SMUT

Word Count: 3.2k

Trigger Warning: blood loss, biting, blood sucking, technically prostitution but im not sure how shes a blood bag for her job, sexual content, anxiety, threats, stalking(like a predator hunting prey), sorta non con mostly not, breaking in, rough sex, anything else that can be a trigger

A/N: so typically I wouldn’t have written this cause theres not much of a description BUT I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR A REQUEST LIKE THIS ever since I began writing cause when I first got into reading on tumblr instead of wattpad I read the “Sweeter Than Sweet” series by @jinpire and I’ve gone back to it so often but I have had so many ideas based on this series so Shout out to them cause I love that series and this is inspired by it as well but mine is A LOT darker but anyway check out the sweeter than sweet series as well. Anyway thank you for your request hun I hope you like it...requests are open...

*PING*

You groan, grabbing your phone off the nightstand. You grumble to yourself at the seer AUDACITY of whoever decided to wake you up on your one day off. Clicking your power button, the phone’s ray of light blinding. You adjust your brightness through your eyelashes.

3:24 am the large digital clock read upon the screen.

15 New Messages

8 missed calls

You flash straight up as you notice its Jungkook. Your heart races confused. What could he want?? You think to yourself as you go to open the messages

From Jungkook:

It's gone.... (1:34 am)

I’m not kidding its gone and Im fucking hungry... (1:46 am)

Y/N I know it's supposed to be your day off but it's gone I need you to just...fuck im sorry please just answer me (1:50 am)

FUCK Y/N PLEASE (1:55 am)

ANSWER THE FUCKING PHONE!!! (2:01 am)

Im sorry im fucking losing it please we got into this huge.... thing and I finished everything you left for me yesterday im sorry im literally loosing please you know this isn't safe for literally anyone... (2:05 am)

Im getting impatient......(2:10am)

Don’t you want to help me...You love helping me ill pay you for your time and obviously your blood... (2:15 am)

ummm helloooooooooooooooooooo (2:24 am)

Im starting to think your under estimating me and im getting pissed Y/N I can and will feed if it's from you or someone else that’s your choice (2:30 am)

FUCK IT IM COMING OVER THEN (2:34 am)

Im leaving now I'll be there soon. (2:37 am)

Here open the door (3:03 am)

Fucking open the door.... (3:08 am)

It concerns me im making this much noise and your still supposedly asleep where are you... (3:15 am)

FINE (3:23 am)

IM DONE WAITING (3:23 am)

JUST REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENS IS ON YOU (3:23 am)

A small creak from downstairs pulling your attention away from your phone. Your heart sinks, you pull the blanket off as you make your way to the hall. You feel your heart in your throat as you slowly make your way down the sunken abyss that is your hallway. A sense of dread over taking you as you lean yourself against the wall, the cool painted sense of security you see it as holding your back against it feeling your way out for the light switch. Why’d they put it so damn far when they built this place.....you think to yourself. You’ve never noticed how far it was before. Your fingers trembled as they glide against the cool surface.

Your breath shaky as you feel the light switch, flipping it on your heart sinks as you flash around staring in every direction around the empty hallway. You laugh at yourself a little, making your way downstairs a little more relaxed. You flipped on every light as you made your way around the downstairs to the front door. Pulling it open, you fully expected to be welcomed by an antsy and anxious Jungkook only for it to be completely empty. You lean out the door and notice his car not in your driveway. Shrugging it off you make your way back into your house locking the front door.

You go into your kitchen, unable to shake off the dreadful feeling in your stomach.

Getting yourself a glass of water, you feel goosebumps up your back, a feeling of being watched making you feel uneasy. Forcing the kitchen window curtains closed, you shake your head to yourself. Turning off the lights behind you; you make your way back to your bedroom. Deciding to leave the hallway light on to ease your anxieties. You trudge your way back into your bedroom.

The strong trepidatious feeling returning as the smell of vanilla and something unfamiliar fills your nostrils. You feel someone gripping your hair as you’re shoved into your bedroom door. You feel them press their body against you as you struggle to fight against them the side of your face pressed roughly against the wall. Your heart racing a mile a second; you can tell by the strength, his scent, cold rough way he was forcing you in place whatever Jungkook and the rest of them went through tonight had him ravenous.

You open your mouth to speak a small squeak making its way out of your mouth instead of words. You shove your back into Jungkook, your ass brushing against his flaccid member in the process. A heat rushing to your face as his chest is firmly pressed against your back his hand wrapping itself around your throat. Flipping you over forcefully your back is thrust upon the door. He presses harshly against your neck, your eyes trying to find his face. Your breath shallow, tears filling your eyes in fear. He takes a deep “breath” inhaling your scent, his eyes glowing a bright red. Your once sweet, shy employer now replaced with a ravenous vampire.

You’ve never once saw them as monsters, just beings cursed with immortality and a thirst for human blood. Never once permitted to enter into the daylight. Having to spend their days boarded up in a dark unnoticed building, nests typically having many ‘donors’ receiving compensation for their time. You’ve been Jungkook’s donor for over 8 months now, in that time he’s only ever received your ‘donation’ through blood bags. You’ve heard stories as to why that was, many of his kind choosing to feed that way whether it be because they do not wish to interact with humans due to their scent being almost nauseating to them, to them not wanting to feed off of what they once were, but you’ve heard stories.....the ones that couldn’t control themselves.... donors dying during feedings only for the rest of the nest's donors being hunted and fed on by the uncontrolled.

You feel Jungkook’s tongue tracing over your throat parallel with your carotid artery, your eyes widen as you squeeze your thighs together. You can feel how hot your ears and cheeks became, your hands lifting to Jungkook's chest. You shyly shove against him trying to get him off you as he brushes all of your hair to the back freeing your throat, “J-Jungko---” you hear a low growl releasing itself throughout his chest. Your mouth snaps shut in foreboding. You feel a small little prick against your neck. A squeak leaving you, Jungkook’s hair tangling itself in your hair forcing your head to the side slightly as he sinks his teeth into the vascular area.

Your hand moving to the back of his head grasping his long midnight locks between your fingers, his other hand moving around your waist pulling you closer into his figure. The feeling absolutely euphoric as a moan forces its way out, Jungkook growls in response. His hand lowering itself to cup your ass, completely flush against you. You can feel his rapidly growing member as you hear the muffled groans and moans, he’s making as he fed. You can feel an electricity running through your veins, your body tingling in response to his touch. You can’t help the wetness growing between your legs as he forces your connected bodies away from the door. Never removing his teeth from your throat, he presses you against your bed. You feel his hand grasping the collar of your loose-fitting sleep shirt. He rips it apart swiftly, his hand now kneading your voluptuous chest. Placing his knee between your thighs forcing them open he settles himself between them; member against your heat.

You can feel the room slowly beginning to spin as you return to your efforts to pry him off you before he completely drains you. It being your first time being fed from without the trima machine. “J-Jun-Jungkook" you manage to weakly moan. The sound of his name awakening something in him as he grinds his large hard member against your wet panties. The sensation overwhelmingly gratifying. His hand removing itself from your chest softly caressing your cheek as his movements hasten. You can hear the sound of his belt buckle his lower half no longer pressing against you. His hand grasping your face lifting you slightly, another feral growl rumbling through his chest as you try to force him off again.

You can feel his teeth retracting as he settles himself back between thighs, your eyes widening at the skin to skin contact you now felt. You can him lick over the mark now forever engrained on your neck. A small whimper releases from your throat as can feel his full unclothed member against your now soaked panties. Your eyes meet his as he pulls his face away from your throat. His eyes still a glowing bright red. “umm..Jun-” Your statement cut off by him pressing his lips against yours. You kiss him back in quick succession.

You moan as he trails his fingers down your torso, making their way into your panties. They brush over your folds you shudder. You can feel him smile against your lips, his tongue prodding its way into your mouth. The coppery taste of blood filling your taste buds, his vanilla scent now the only one in the room. “Look at you angel, so ready to do anything for me.” He teases seductively. He pulls his shirt off as his eyes trail over your body. A shyness taking over you as you cover your face with your hands. “tsktsk no don’t hide yourself from me my little angel....im going to keep you for a while” he plays with a strand of your hair.

“You’re so wet angel, who did that to you?” His fingers rubbing circles on your clit over your panties. You remain silently at his prodding. He smacks over the nub “Answer me when I ask you a question, who made your little pussy so fucking wet?” “y-you” you mumble reluctantly. He grips your chin roughly, lips centimeters away from your own his other hand still playing with your clit. Its growing harder and harder to contain the moans you hold in your throat. “Who owns you angel?” He asks shredding your panties leaving you completely naked. “Y-you do” you moan as he rubs his hard member against your clit teasingly. Your hips bucking under him at the contact. You’ve never known Jungkook to be this forward, 8 months as his donor he’s always been more......shy.... he’d wait patiently as you sat in his room attached to the Trima. A small crush you had on him completely oblivious to him as he continued to begin to open himself up more. He’d offer to watch a movie while you filled your bag for him, get you snacks you preferred. He’d always been gentle around the other donors, welcome everyone with a small smile. His eyes brown...............

You remember the feeling of being watched. How it all felt like it was leading up to this. You hadn't meant to ignore his messages or calls. You feel betrayed as you come to realize Jungkook......Jungkook hunted you.... This isn't your Jungkook....he’d never hunt you. Whatever this thing was it wasn’t Jungkook. The rough handle he had on you that brought you weak in the knees. His glowing blood red eyes. How anything you could say wouldn’t affect him in anyway other than egging him on. The way his eyes keep penetrating you...no this wasn’t the Jungkook you’ve grown to know.

A small smack on your cheek pulling you out of your thoughts. “Don't ignore me...youre already in so much trouble” He warns. You open your mouth to respond, beg for him to let you go. He shoves another digit inside you. “You’re gonna take what I give you, you’ve been so fucking bad angel” You can't help the clenching of your walls around his fingers. A moan of his name releasing itself from your lips. “Fuck...you better not cum or youre really going to regret it.” He informs you. You nod rapidly. You feel his lips brush over your stomach. He kisses his way down your stomach, once he’s over your core you can feel the smug smile he’s holding.

His tongue tracing little circles over your thighs teasingly. You buck your hips in response a needy whimper leaving you. A small chuckle releasing itself from his throat, he swipes his tongue slowly over your core. “P-please...” You beg. You feel a stinging on your thigh, your eyes widen at the feeling. “You don’t tell me what to do” he growls. He sinks his mouth around your core licking and sucking rapidly. You moan loudly as his hands wrap themselves around your breasts. “Fuck everything about you tastes fucking amazing, angel who do you belong to” “You Jungkook...f-fuckk” you moan in response. He continues to lick your slit, your hand tangling in his hair you can feel a familiar knot forming in your stomach as you buck your hips against his mouth. The animalistic and feral sounds he’s making as he eats you like he’s never eaten before only contributing to the oncoming climax. “I-I’m Gonna c-cumm" You whine “You better fucking hold it only way youre cumming is around my cock” He seethes.

“Come here make yourself fucking useful and suck my cock” He grabs you by your hair forcing you up and on your knees on the ground next to your bed. You feel ashamed as you grasp his large member rapidly, fully prepared to completely submit to this being taking Jungkook’s shape. Placing soft teasing kitten licks against his shaft, his hips buck against your mouth.

“Rub your clit while you suck my cock angel” You nod rapidly prepared to please him in any way he deems fit. Taking the tip between your lips, you swirl your tongue around it as you begin settling the whole thing in your mouth. You reach half way and you can feel his tip against the back of your throat. Your eyes travel up his muscular, tattooed toned torso; your pace on your clit speeding up as you begin to bob your head on his appendage. His guttural moans motivating you as his hands wrap around your hair gripping tight thrusting into your throat harshly. “FUUUCCCKKKK” he swears his eyes never leaving yours “You’re so good for me aren't you angel....f-fuck taking this long hard cock down your throat. You look like a good little slut sucking my cock” you can't help the pride that fills you as you stare into those bright red eyes, burning their way into your memory.

“You little fucking slut...youre gonna make me cum is that what you want?? You want me to cum down your throat like the cum hungry slut you are??” He questions, the look of absolute satisfaction planted on his face as you nod rapidly on his cock. A small hmmmm only able to escape from your throat as he forces his member deeper into your mouth. You gag at the feeling “yeah gag on my cock angel you take it so fucking good.... too bad you decided to ignore me...” He growls pulling his cock out of your mouth. He lifts you up by your hair shoving you back against the bed. “Spread your legs...Only place im cumming is inside you”

You comply embarrassingly quickly. He rubs the tip of his member against your wet folds, slowly entering you. His eyes connecting with yours once again, you wrap your arms around his neck pressing your lips together as he bottoms out inside of you. Your muffled scream at the burning stretch bringing a smile to Jungkook's lips. His tongue pushing its way back into your mouth. You allow him to dominate your mouth, his hips slowly stroking himself into filling you up to your stomach. A tear making its way down your cheek, another growl rumbling its way through Jungkook’s chest as he snaps his hips into yours; the tip of his member hitting your g-spot in quick succession. You moan against his lips as his pace speeds up.

“Look at the little whore so ready to take cock...this...fucking pussy belongs to me.” He declares, pressing his lips back to yours. “Fuck angel you take my cock so well.... you like how im fucking you”

“Y-Yes it feels so fucking good sir...” The use of the pet name unlocking something in Jungkook. His arm wrapping itself around your waist as he unforgivingly thrusts against your core. “Yeah, take my fucking cock, your pussy’s so fucking tight; you don’t take cock often huh angel?” He prods. Youre seeing stars as you try to grip yourself around Jungkook's toned back. His unforgiving pace making the room spin as exploits are released from your mouth. Jungkook pulls himself out of you, forcing you onto your stomach lifting your ass in the air.

You can feel his eyes burning holes into your ass as his hand kneads and strokes it. A harsh smack rang through the room. “Fuck!” you moan instinctive moving your ass back toward him, you feel his tip brush against your clit as another smack rains down on your ass. “You like that angel? You like when I treat you like my personal little fuck toy?” He growls through clenched teeth. “Yes....fuck I love it sir..”you whimper in response. He shoves his member back into your core, quickly returning to his unrelenting pace. You feel his hand wrap itself in your hair forcing you back pressing your back to his chest, moving his hand from your hair to your chin making you look at him as he fucked into you. His arm wrapping itself around your waist hold you tightly against his body. The new angle forming the familiar knot in your stomach. Your clit is throbbing as Jungkook forces his lips against yours. His fingers finding their way to your clit rubbing rapidly building your orgasm “S-sir...I’m gonna---” he cuts you off returning his lips to yours his pace speeding up. “Cum for me my angel” He prompts you feel the familiar prick. The electricity feeling running through your body once more, your eyes widen in realization.

The orgasm building causing your legs to shake your hands trembling as a loud scream releases itself out your throat. Jungkook’s feral animalistic growls drowned out by the sound of your own pulse in your ears. His hips moving inhumanly fast, your release building around him. Your walls clench as your body is forced forward Jungkook’s hands holding you still as to not rip his fangs from your artery. His hips stutter as you feel yourself explode around him, a wetness running down between your legs. His movements slowing as he rides out his climax inside of you. As he retracts his teeth, you fall forward on your bed. “Y/N!” Jungkook exclaims concern lacing his voice. You feel him flip you over laying you on your back. Your eyes barely able to stay open from the orgasm and blood loss. You bring your hand to Jungkook's cheek a shy smile forming on your lips. You bite your bottom lip, pressing your lips to his softly.

You feel him respond, his tongue brushing over yours cautiously. Your lips moving in sync for what felt like hours. “Get some sleep angel I should go....” he whispers. You can feel sleep taking over you, you can feel him lifting himself from your bed. Your hand grasps his wrists, “stay....please” you beg. He returns to his position in your bed. “I-I’m so-” “Shh” you cut him off grabbing his hand wrapping it around your waist, as you drift off to sleep. You didn’t know what this meant for your job, or even your friendship with Jungkook.

But that’s a worry for the morning......

#Jungkook smut #bts jungkook x reader #jungkook fluff #jungkook angst #jungkook vampire au #vampire jungkook #bts vampire smut #bts smut #jungkook thriller #BTS jungkook #jungkook fic #jungkook series #jungkook au #jungkook vampire smut

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9 Ship Songs

Thank you sm for the tag!! @dujour13

For Larksharius & Rimerock! Their love story and lore. :3

I don't have 9 songs yet, and some of these are their character theme songs. I will share the lore with the songs, here we go! ^^

Link to the Playlist (the order of songs follows their story timeline)

1. Lost at Sea - Rob Grant, Lana Del Rey

Pov Lark. Timeline before they met Ri in Lost Chaple again (their second encounter).

Once you told me Look for the North Star Then you'll see Heavenly, I hear Found my way to the beach There were waves over me I was lost at sea 'Til you found me, 'til you found me ... I was found lost at sea

As I mentioned before, Lark falls unconscious when they overused their power and exhaust their soul&body to an extreme. Their soul is forced out of their body to the bank of the River of Souls. They will perish if their soul can't wake up and get back to their body in time.

Lark carries a radiant scale (fallen from Ri when he rescued the sinking ship hundreds of years ago. Lark was a small boy on the boat. It's their first encounter). Whenever Lark is unconscious, the scale glow and radiant coldness to wake them up. It's a North Star, glowing even at the darkest part of the river, guiding the lonely soul back home.

(Their love story is a hundreds years long Lost & Found.)

*My art is still a wip! Lark's soul wanders on the bank of the River of Souls.*

2. Windswept - Crywolf

Pov Ri. Timeline before he met Lark in Lost Chaple.

Ri's gold dragon mentor Mirikshul was killed. He missed her too much, and suffered from severe corruption.

(I only love the loneliness and desperation in this song. Most of the lyrics don't mean anything. Ri never loved Mirik in a romantic way. )

But in my head I am still there I can still feel you Breathing slow I've known this dream for a long time In the air Suspended here With thousands of words we've spoken Can I soar Up through the clouds Leave all of this behind ... All alone I feel your breath I hear your whispers Dark like storms Telling me, "Dear, I'll never leave your mind."

3. The Beach - Wolf Alice

Pov Lark. Timeline when Lark (still a lich) visits the Osirian deity Set in its realm.

Imagine the song starts with the two bargaining.

(1: 55) is the time when Set's scythe cuts through Lark's body and soul. The blade cut off their 50+ years of existence as a lich. The process only took a second, but it feels like actual 50+ years because Lark has to experience these times again and made their way out.

Set and related lore here, for those who haven't seen my Egyptian deity with 2 dog heads. :3

Pressed in my palm Was a stone from the beach The perfect circle Gave a moment of peace Now I'm lying on the floor Like I'm not worth a chair I close my eyes and imagine I'm not there

4. Surrounding - CHPTRS

Pov Ri. Timeline after the two meet again. They built trust and love slowly kicks in.

Lark enchanted the radiant scale and return it back to Ri as a necklace. It helps him maintain a clear mind from corruption madness. (but nothing can cure the corruption, Ri is still dying.)

By now I'd be gone but You found me, you found me I now know the love that's Around me, Around me And the people surrounding me In the face of the worst in me Don't lose hold of me now I'm barely hanging on Don't go far from me now I'm barely holding on somehow

5. Obvious - CHPTRS

Pov Ri. Timeline after the two meet again, Chapter 5. Right before Ri's ritual to become a dracolich (hopefully an arch dracolich, the ritual is special, reinvented by Set).

The two now accepted the fact they love each other. If Ri can make it through the ritual, they will officially be lovers. Lark feeds the Potions of Dracolich Transformation to Ri in a long kiss. This is their first kiss too, Lark is saying please come back to me, don't die, I love you.

If I'm not swinging, then the war is won Caught beforehand Falling forward All in front of us Light bestowed The heavens open Was it obvious? Isn't it obvious? You were right in front of me With the answer

At the end of Windswept, the lyrics are "Are you still my answer/To the question I've asked since I was born". Ri was seeking his answer, and now he found it.

6. End of the Earth - MARINA

Pov, Ri & Lark. Timeline after Ri's successful ritual and the crusade ended. Now the two stick together forever, planar travel everywhere.

(also thanks to Blackstar, Ri ascended. The divine power let his body capable to run almost in the same way as a living dragon. He can eat, sleep, and do whatever he wishes to.)

Lark:

Do you ever think how this life could've been? If you never took the chance A leap of faith and danced with losing it all

Both:

But I'll give my love, I don't care if it hurts 'Cause I'll love you 'til the end If we're torn apart then I won't let go 'Cause wherever we are it feels like home ... 'Cause I'll love you 'til the end of the earth

Anyone who'd like to do this plz consider yourself tagged! ^^

#arrow answers #oc: rimerock #oc: larksharius #pwotr pals #my wip #tag game

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jackredfieldwasmyjacob · 1 year

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hello everyone !!! as tumblr decided to send me to the shadow real for a month and i do have a tendency to overshere on here, i thought it would be fun to go through my last month to update my lore (the key things are that i now have no bedroom and i am obsessed with ana mena) through my tweets (i was forced to use that website more i'm afraid). and of course, i will translate everything so don't worry :)

hope you like it!!! this is probably gonna be long so i'll add everything under the cut:

we start at day 1 a.T. (after tumblr) which was a very important day actually (pokémon day for those who don't know)

they deactivated my tumblr account for no reason?

2. without tumblr, that day i was forced to go to twitch and see ibai's stream announcing the participants of la velada 3 (unfortunately this won't be my last twitch moment here i'm so sorry)

from left to right and top to bottom:

WHAT IS GOING ON (qrt to: this fight is gonna be legendary. amouranth vs mayichii)

they should kiss (this is about viruzz vs shelao, it is funnier with context sorry)

it's now a reality. this is gonna be insane @/fernanfloo

i think rivers will win (the second tweet it's for context: the second fight of la velada del año 3 is rivers vs la rivers)

3. spoiler alert: i was struggling with uni stuff (and especially administrative uni stuff) all month <3

(it is impossible to translate this tweet literally so bear with me)

it's unbelievable how much the people in the university of wales don't give a fuck

here's the fun little context for this one: i should've started my semester on february 1st. i had received no notice of enrolling in it, there was no way to do it on the page habilitated for it, and my master's director wasn't answering my mails concerning my dissertation proposal and supervisor or anything really. i sent the sorta student help thingie platform a mail on february 28th asking for guidance and they answered me an hour later telling me i could enroll. my master's director also emailed me telling me i had a supervisor now. lol. fun. great.

4. this will not be my only ana mena related tweet in this list i am afraid

(the quoted tweet is the singer ana mena as a little girl in a tv show and a sign that reads 'when she grows up she wants to be an archaeologist') she's made it cause the rest of the spanish musical industry is BONES besides her

5. i swear this is my last twitch moment i think. anyways. the squid games. yeah. it was very funny cause every person whose pov i decided to watch died <3

same order as before:

(the quoted tweet says 'i think i'll watch the squid games from pandarina's pov') tweets that aged up badly: [she died on the first day]

everyone whose pov i'm seeing today dies (ander and zeling) lol

oleeee susi hasn't died let's gooooo

today i won't be able to watch the squid games so i'm only saying @/suzyroxx to the final !!!! [she wasn't in the final <;3]

6. it starts *looks into the distance remembering the horrors*

FINALLY the predoctoral UCM [my uni] scholarships are here folks

and the meme says the same but more accurately <3

7. that time my 55 year old uncle out of nowhere sent me a tiktok of nochentera and told me he loved it

my uncle being a nochenterist exactly (in the pic he only says 'it's so good!!!')

8. there are so many horrors relating to that goddamn predoc scholarship that i don't even remember the context of this one <3

official bulletin of the complutense university or bulletin of shit ??? [this one is funnier in spanish, it's a meme from a show]

9. i do remember this one tho. this was a fun one.

i suddenly have a new thesis director and a master's dissertation supervisor lol

context: this was the day that my master's director emailed me telling me i finally had a dissertation supervior assigned. the other part is funnier. SO. i had a thesis director chosen from when i started all this process. she was great. love you miriam mwah. anyways. she had another student doing the thesis with her (a student that is my friend). turns out, for the ucm predoc shit there could only be one thesis director per person. no fucking clue why. so we all talked it out and thought the best solution was for me to have another one, and maybe miriam could be my co-director in the future. the funny thing is, this new supervisor (cruz) was my first choice way back when i started thinking about doing the ph.d. i just chose miriam in the end cause she was my master's thesis' director. so yeah. i could've chosen cruz from the start and i wouldn't have had these many problems. but whatever.

10. MANDATORY MEMORIAS DE IDHÚN TWEET

plot twist in memorias de idhún the funky little guy is VICTORIA

(they're right btw)

11. the la casa de bernarda alba miami remake incident. this ruined my day, my week, my month and possibly my year as well. if you haven't seen this and feel strongly about federico garcía lorca please skip this one i don't want to ruin your day.

you know the drill:

i'm angry cause i can't go to tumblr and go off [literally it says 'shit on the mothers'] at everyone who thought and adaptation of la casa de bernarda alba IN MIAMI is coherent, logical and necessary.

you have to travel to 2023 to stop that aberration from happening [this one's for my emdt besties <3]

this one is already in english

the only modern adaptation of la casa de bernarda alba i will accept [this day i also realised that episode really is an adaptation of la casa de bernarda alba which made me love paquita salas even more]

lorca reading this

and this one's also in english :)

12. oh btw i rewatched druck s5 and s6 just to feel something. wasn't brave enough to watch s7 & s8 tho <3

[first pic]

the machwitz sisters from druck are the best fictional sisters that exist i don't fucking care if you don't agree

and yes i cried again with them

[pic 2]

the thing about rewatching druck's s5 is that now i want to rewatch druck's s1-4 only because of kiki

literally the best minutt for minutt of all skam i could scream

[pic 3]

possibly my favourite fictional ship above... yes... percabeth

there, i said it

i am once again stanning kieutou i'm so sorry

i was gonna start season 6 tomorrow but it happened

i don't know if i should watch s7 and s8 to be able to say i've watched all druck even if i know they're shitty [spoiler: i didn't do that]

13. maybe i went through a mini-skam craze last month.

people of twitter, it is a pleasure to announce that i have included references to skam in my book [specifically that moment at the end of sana's season when everything with the girls is resolved and she sent a message to yousef to meet up but he isn't answering]

14. i thought this meme was extremely funny and made for me specifically

just in case you don't know; pic 1 is the academy of OT [Operación Triunfo], pic 2 is the geography and history building of the UCM (mini spoiler i went there later in the month), pic 3 is the school entrance in skam, and pic 4 is the pool in druck s3.

15. they interviewed my sister !!!!

here's the link (in spanish) <3

fun fact i found out about this when my mum sent it to the groupchat. my sister and i do live in the same house and speak to each other daily :) they just didn't tell me :)

16. :(

another day missing tumblr

17. i watched a ton of national selections but i only really tweeted portugal's so yeah

i'll go chronologically with these ones so it's less confusing lol

please let nasci maria win it's the only song out of all preselections that i've had stuck in my head

a pretty good top 3 tbh, any of those songs deserves to win

it should be said that i've seen a ton of preselections this year and i've only saved two songs from portugal's preselection in spotify.

well i lied. i think there's also one or two songs from sanremo. but whatever

18. i did this cool pokémon chart which made me realise my favourite pokémon type is steel actually

i've seen fola do this on stream and i wanted to do it myself :)

what do you think people do i have taste or not

here's the chart if you want to take a closer look at it!

19. this was around the time i really started to resonate with carlos peguer's tweets. i think he's the closest thing to a spanish mike's mic so we have to cherish and celebrate him i think.

i felt these tweets about amaia's music on a spiritual level. he was so right.

she really was insane for this

the moon reflects on my BITTEN NAILS [this are the opening lyrics of nuevo verano PLEASE listen to it i'm begging]

20. emdt time!!! i finished s2 but it was so hard to do it without liveblogging it on tumblr :( i tweeted a bit about it tho (but only a little!!!)

why no one told me my town's palace appears in el ministerio del tiempo [i'm kinda glad i wasn't on tumblr here cause i would've purposefully doxxed myself lol. anyways it was certainly something seeing it, especially knowing the actors were IN MY TOWN filming for DAYS and i didn't even know it. disgraceful]

i wish i could talk about the episode i'm seeing of emdt on tumblr cause it's super funny [it was the one where they have to pretend they're a normal ministerio !!!! 10/10 i had so much fun]

21. i also may or may not have gotten addicted to ck3 like a fucking nerd

the way i started playing crusader kings at nine thirty 'to spend some time until i go to bed' and suddenly it's past midnight ????

22. ⚠️the march 15 incident ⚠️ a lot happened today lol. and no, i'm not referring to the ides of march. i even forgot about them. busy day.

you can tell how i went through the whole spectrum of human emotions that day <3 anyways, i'll go in chronological order

how's your morning going people i woke up at 6:45 for a job interview but when i got to the bus stop i realized i don't have the transport chart recharged and i don't have enough money in my bank account to recharge it. lol.

in the end i managed to get to the interview and i even talked with an argentinian guy is this being a normal and sociable person

bomb the ucm

it's impossible for the spring to not be my favorite station, i'm about to cry over how nice this day is

i mean. overall it was a good day. but my memories of it get a bit tainted by the sequel (yes there is a sequel). anyways, let's go with the fun context.

so, yes i did (kinda) have a job interview that day. they haven't called me since so i guess that didn't work out. i had a 1 hour 30 mins trip on public transport to get there so that's why i woke up so early (the interview was at 9:30 i think?). i managed to get there only cause as i got back home to wait for my mum to wake up i got the notification that she had sent me 50 € to my bank account for that day. so i went out again, got to the tram station, recharged my transport card, and then got there. in the end the interview was delayed so whatever but yeah. nothing remarkable there apart from that argentinian guy i chatted with!! like a normal human!!!

anyways, after that i had to go to the ucm (told you i was gonna go there later in the month) because. you guessed it: the ucm predoc. i'm not gonna bore you with the details, but basically i had everything done and filled up, i just needed to sign and sent it to the entity. i couldn't do it online so - after calling and not receiving any answers - i printed everything, signed everything by hand and decided to deliver it in the registry office.

that's what i did, after the registry guy told me i should call the people who were in charge of all that process and calling - i shit you not - 6 different numbers until i got their approval. so that means it was done right? i've finished the process??? right???? lol. we'll come to that in the sequel <3

but yeah, the day was nice, it was super spring-y, and it's always great to go outside of the house so i liked it :)

23. i lost my mind over this tweet specifically

i don't know how to explain how important this picture is to me. like. it's identical to my favourite phrase in the whole world that appears in seneca's mede: medea superest. 'medea remains'. same idea as that sign. i'm gonna combust.

NO WAIT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. the context of 'medea superest' is that the wet nurse is telling medea that she's alone in the world and she answers with that. because despite everything, she still has herself.

despite everything, it's still you.

24. i found my favourite twitter account <3

feliç dijous is 'happy thursday' in catalan btw

25. i listened to all esc 2023 songs and here's my top!!

i hit pic limit so i'll continue this in a part 2 (there's not much left i promise)

#god it's good to be back #also. i'm sorry.

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forgetmenots0250 · 1 year

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The Black Motorcycle

Words: 2502 Platonic male reader x Casper Crew + Finney (Part 2 - total parts: 2)

In the morning he got ready and he made himself eggs & bacon but while cooking the home phone rang and he went to pick it up, “Hello how can I help you?” the voice on the other line clears their throat, “Hi! We at Food Venue would like to have you work with us for the salary of 30$ an hour, will you consider?” Matthew was excited.

“Yes I have considered it since yesterday evening and I would like to come in today if possible for my server training, is that fine with you?” the voice on the other line was surprised at how professional he was, “May I know your age young man?” Matthew quickly answered, “2-.. 16 ma’am” Matthew had almost given the age of [Name] his past life of sorts instead of his age here.

“My apologies I misspoke, for confirmation I am 16 ma’am” the female voice on the line spoke again, “I see well why don’t you come at 3:55 pm today? Does that work for you young man?” Matthew cheered himself on by how good he sounded, “Yes that will be just fine, thank you for your time” he hung up the phone and went to finish his food.

Once it hit 7:23 am his little brother came down, “Matt?… What are you cooking?” his amber eyes that were identical to Matthew's, “I’m making eggs and bacon, what some?” the boy’s eyes lit up as he nodded. He put the eggs and bacon he had already made on a plate as he went to make more for himself and extra, “Here you go Jay now go sit at the dining table and eat” the boy who is Jacob smiled as he walked over to the dining table to eat.

Once Matthew was done with his own food he walked over to the table and took a seat, “Jay I’m not going to be home very often since I have a job now” Jacob flinched up to look at Matthew, “Are you leaving?” Matthew was a bit surprised at his question and he knew that his little brother probably had abandonment issues. It's not a surprise that he would develop something like that in a home life like this, “No Jay I just won’t be home most of the time, is that okay?”

Jacob nodded with a hum of confirmation, “It’s okay” it sounded like he was holding back tears, “Hey hey, Jay I’m not leaving anytime soon. And besides, I’m not leaving anywhere if it's not with you” Matthew tried to reassure his brother and held his hand to make a point that he wasn’t going anywhere, “Okay Matt” Jacob slightly lit up as he continued to eat the food his big brother made for him. Matthew couldn’t help but feel his heart warm up, he didn’t have siblings as [Name] but was good with kids and even wanted to be a father in the future but he sure didn’t get his wish.

So Jacob really made his day, “Well it's almost time for me to go so I’ll see you in a bit, bye Jay” he grabbed his backpack as he walked towards the door he saw his stepmother in the hall, “I’m sorry! I was supposed to make breakfast-” Matthew waved his hand in reassurance, “Oh I already did it I’m just going early to get there early that’s all, bye Ma” Matthew closed the door behind him as his stepmother only watched. She smiled and looked over to Jacob, “Why don’t you wake up Caleb?” Jacob took a bite of his food before complying and walking up the stairs to wake up his stepbrother.

Matthew walked past a chain-linked fence and recognized it, it was where Finney and Gwen lived, he would check it out later but as he walked down the street he spotted grab n go. When he looked inside he noticed Vance inside and decided to get a snack, once the door opened the bell rang and attention was drawn to Matthew immediately, and then went back to their own business, “Matthew Allan!” a very smug Vance approached Matthew.

“Guess who beat their score!” Matthew made a thinking face before answering, “You?” Vance grinned. “HELL YEAH! Now pay up” Matthew smiled softly, “You want some soda?” Vance nodded, “Cool, I’m gonna get something for myself too” Matthew grabbed a bottle of Dr.Pepper and a Sprite can, “Sprite sucks.” Vance said nonchalantly.

“Don’t worry I’m not giving this to you” Matthew said in a joking manner, “I wouldn’t drink that shit even if you paid me” Vance and Matthew approached the cashier as they chatted, “Have you ever tried it?” Vance looked irritated, “Of course I have SHITHEAD!” Matthew put their drinks on the table, “Vance Hopper doesn’t like Sprite, good enough?” the cashier debated whether to butt in.

Vance grinned in victory, “I guess” it was in a smug tone, “Good, by the way how much is this sir?” the cashier who was still debating snapped back to reality, “O-Oh of course uh- 3.50$ sir…” Matthew took 5$ out of his pocket and gave it to the cashier. He quickly put it in and gave back 1.50$ back, “Thank you” Matthew thanked them, and instead of taking his can first he took Vance’s first, “Hey!” Vance didn’t struggle against Matthew’s grip, “Here you go” Matthew gave a smile and Vance just swiped it from his hand.

Matthew looked at the clock behind the cash register and read the clock, “Well I have to go-” Vance whipped his head to Matthew and only stared at Matthew as he pouted and looked away, “I have to go too. So Bye” Vance walked away drinking his Dr.Pepper, Matthew couldn’t help but smile, “I see then I guess we’ll go together” Matthew stepped out and started walking with Vance a bit behind.

With not much small talk, only talking about his score and how annoying that one teacher in his science class is pretty much it. Soon they both split walking for a bit before Vance turned around, “Are you going to grab n go after school!?” Vance yelled as they were a distance and Matthew smiled, he was getting closer, that’s good. “No sorry I have work!” Matthew waved as a goodbye but Vance sort of just stomped away but Matthew didn’t take it to heart.

Matthew felt a bit giddy that Vance had started to care even a little bit about him so that was good, he should bring some food from work to Vance as an apology of some kind, and he continued to walk until he got to his high school. Denver high school is what you would expect, boring classes and unexpectedly rude kids. If it was [Name] in high school he wouldn’t even attempt to try and fight and would rather solve this amicably, but [Name] now? He wanted to strangle some kids.

But other than that he’s been breezing through most school work and homework being easy enough to finish in lunch or other classes, currently Matthew was in lunch finishing up some extra credit work for his math class. “Matthew, you've been working really hard since a few weeks ago… did something bad happen at home that made you work harder or..?” the same boy from his first day coming here was now right in front of him.

Matthew gave a small smile, “I’m just fine Charlie, I’m just… trying a bit more ya know?” Charlie furrowed his brow, “You know you can tell me anything right?” Matthew kind of liked being cared about. It felt nice but he really didn’t want to redo these classes, “I know Charlie now-” the bell rang and Matthew quickly put his stuff away, “Well I’ll see you later Charlie” Matthew quickly walked to his class leaving Charlie to his devices. “What happened to you Mattie…” Charlie frowned and walked away, he would have to ask Matthew later.

After he finished his classes he walked home and went straight to the restaurant to get on with his job, it went smoothly as Matthew shadowed other co-workers and that was what he would be doing for the next few days before doing it on his own. Matthew finally was off once he finished shadowing for a couple of hours and got to go home, he reached the house at 6:43 pm and immediately was tackled by Jacob as he walked in the door.

“Matt! You were out so late where have you been!?” Jacob was obviously shaken up as he held onto Matthew for dear life, he wasn’t used to being alone in a house without Matthew, Matthew was always there. Matthew picked up Jacob and held him in his arms, “Hey Jay, sorry for leaving for so long. Now what are we having for dinner?” Jacob rubbed his eyes trying not to cry. “Miss Marianne is making steak and mashed potatoes…” Matthew hummed, “Okay how about you go make the table for me?”

Matthew put down Jacob as he wiped away the little tears and nodded as he went to the dining room. Matthew went into the kitchen to see his stepmother making mashed potatoes, “Good evening ma, mind if I help you out?” she jumped and turned around, “Ah- Matthew you’re back home, sure! Could you help me mash the potatoes as I season the steak?” Matthew smiled and he grabbed the spoon out of Marianne’s hand, “Yeah I’ll finish this up mom” Matthew’s stepmother Marianne smiled and then got the seasoning to start the steak.

Once they both finished up Marianne put the steak in the oven as the hot mashed potatoes sat on the stove being cooked slowly, Marianne put a timer for the steak and took a seat as Matthew continued to cook the potatoes. Marianne stared at Matthew curiously thinking about what he was doing before getting home but was a bit nervous to ask, she didn’t want to annoy the boy that had been so nice to him already. She didn’t want to strain the relationship that she had recently mended with her stepson but even so, she asked hoping she wouldn’t be yelled at or looked down on, “Uh… Matthew where did you go for the last 2 hours..? Sorry for bothering you while you’re cooking…” Marianne fidgeted with her hands as she waited for Matthew’s response.

“Well I recently got a job that wanted me to start today so I went to do that and got back a couple of minutes ago, sorry for not telling you mom” Matthew said nonchalantly as he continued to cook the potatoes, “It’s fine, thank you for telling me Matthew” he smiled as he continued. Once he was done the timer soon went off as Jacob called everyone down for dinner, everyone sat down and they ate not saying a word making the dinner awkward. Even so, Matthew ate at ease even in his work clothes that he had yet to change out of, “So Matthew, you’ve been acting weird lately… everything okay?” his father was the one to ask.

“Nothing has changed, I honestly don’t know what you're talking about.” Matthew really wanted to ignore this man, he really wanted to leave, this dinner was awkward even for [Name]. He quickly finished and put his dish in the sink, “I’m gonna go out for a bit I’ll see you in a few hours” Matthew decided he would take the motorcycle lesson for a few hours so he can get it even faster, he was so getting his motorcycle. That lesson may have been long but it sure was going to be worth it in the end, the feeling of rapid wind beating on his helmet trying to keep him back as he rode down the street.

After getting 2 hours in it was now 9:41 pm, he was walking down the street to see something on the sidewalk, it almost looked like an animal curled up in some fabric until he got closer. It was a boy, seemingly unconsciously. Matthew- [Name] recognized him as Griffin Stagg, the first victim of the Grabber. He immediately ran up to the boy that had bruises all over his body only with a thin blanket around his body, “Kid! Kid! Are you okay!?” he gently shook Griffin’s head to wake him up.

[Name] could not think of a reason why Griffin would be on the street, passed out, and bruised, the first thought that came to him was abuse or neglect. He looked around to see no one around and the nearest house had its lights off seemingly asleep, he picked up Griffin in his arms as he thought of calling the hospital or the police but the thought of this abuse coming from his parents would probably take Griffin back. He didn’t want Griffin to go back, besides he could patch up the bruises easily with some ice so he decided to take Griffin with him.

He didn’t expect to find Griffin this early but he would help as much as he can, as Matthew walked down the dark halls of his house and took him to the kitchen holding Griffin he woke up, “h-Huh!? Let- Let go of me!” Griffin started to flail out of Matthew's arms, “K-kid- it’s okay, you’re okay! I’m trying to help…” Griffin calmed down slowly.

“Where-where am I…?” Matthew sighed in relief that he finally relaxed even a little bit, “My name is Matthew and I found you on the sidewalk, you seemed injured so I brought you here to patch you up… I hope I didn’t overstep my boundaries…” Matthew took a short pause before continuing, “I could bring you back home if you want…” Matthew bit his tongue at the thought of bringing Griffin back to an abusive household but if that was what Griffin really wanted he would do it.

He noticed Griffin shiver a bit, maybe at the thought of going back home but he didn’t say a thing. Matthew grabbed some ice from the freezer and wrapped it around in a thin towel as he approached Griffin, “Would you let me help you Griffin…” he held his hand out and the ice in the other as Griffin hesitantly gave his arm to Matthew, “O-okay but please be gentle…” Griffin had thin arms that looked like he didn’t eat much and he only had a little fat on his arms. But even so, he ignored it and gently pressed the ice onto the bruises, “Can you hold it here? I’m going to get more ice” Matthew held for Griffin so he could hold it in place as he went to grab more ice. He watched as Matthew took care of him, almost in a paternal way that made Griffin want to cling onto this feeling he hadn’t felt in so long, he doesn’t really want to go back home.

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Season 2 but it's only when Alois is around

so I just finished rewatching season 2! I made TO THE SECOND time stamps of every time Alois Trancy appears on screen (as well as a few other notable things, such as when the explicit/violent parts happen, when Luka appears, and a few lines that were worth mentioning). here is your Tumblr Alois Stan Season 2 Survival Guide! While it's not everything (I didn't write down the post-mortem Hannah eyeball scene) it is 95% of the Alois content in that season!

This was using the version currently avaliable on Netflix. if the season has been cropped or altered on other streaming sites, I don't know how helpful this guide will be! sorry about that! Also, while I tried my best to warn potentially triggering subject matter, and I'm pretty sure I got all of it, I am not 100%, so if you're going to rewatch the season, please get in a headspace where you know, there is a small chance you might see something. The worst, however, has been caught

TIMESTAMPS FOR THE CSA

EP#1 CLAWED BUTLER -- 0:00-1:14

EP#8 DIVULGING BUTLER -- 9:06-10:36, 12:36-13.59 18.35-18.46

EP#9 HOLLOW BUTLER -- 16:43-16:57

Episode 5-7 have a lot of Alois scenes, but nothing in relationship to his trauma, so if you want an entirely 'safe' and non-triggering viewing, those are your best bet! Episode 1 is also fine, if you start it directly after the opening

TMESTAMPS FOR OTHER DISCOMFORTS

If I were to try to keep track of all of this, then the list would be extensive and long BUT in regards to Alois in particular, a few scenes did jump out at me as being potentially a little ... weird

EP#1 CLAWED BUTLER --

9:27-9:42 (Druitt says something weird and pervy)

EP#8 DIVULGING BUTLER --

0:00-2:02 (Nothing explicit, but he is naked, bandaged, and the camera is...you know how the camera is. Some weird dialogue too, between him and Hannah and Claude. It's nothing too bad)

3:39-4:31 (The Hannah scene. Some people told me they were uncomfortable with the way he tackled her, even if it was just the camera being a little weird)

(If the triggering stuff really bothers you, just don't want Divulging Butler, that episode was...weird)

LIVE LUKA REACTION

EP#8 DIVULGING BUTLER -- 5:02-9:04

EP#9 HOLLOW BUTLER -- 11:45-13:15

EP#11 CROSSROADS BUTLER -- 14:58-16:25

EP#12 BLACK BUTLER -- 12:05-12:28

ACTUAL TIMESTAMPS

It'll take ages to jot these down, so here are the pictures of the notes I was taking. Every time Alois Trancy was on screen, I took note of it

Uhhh fun fact my therapist called me halfway through and I had to write down a number. That's what that scribbled out thing is. Haha...oh, if only she knew...

ALOIS OUTFITS

Also, as per something @hateweasel said, I decided I had to keep track of what outfits he was wearing throughout the episodes. And I can proudly say the little shorts only show up in episode 1, 2 minutes in episode 5, all of the scenes of him in the present in Episode 8, and all of the scenes of him in Ciel's mind palace in episode 12. So about 20 minutes total. This is out of the approximate 50 minutes of Alois Time in the series, with his other outfits cycling in at the maid dress, the devil costume, his normal outfit but with trousers, and then Ciel's outfit while he's possessing him, and then his clothes as a kid.

Here is a diagram. I made up those numbers. I could have added it second by second, and that was my plan, and I started, but it was really really boring

NOTABLE LINES

Some things I just found funny

EP#1 CLAWED BUTLER - Druitt says 'Among us' at 9:55

EP#5 BEACON BUTLER - Alois licks Ciel at 15:34-15:40. It should be noted he spends like 10 seconds proceeding that playing with Ciel's hair and Ciel DOES NOT pull away from him or even seem that disturbed. Huh.

EP#7 DEATHLY BUTLER - There's these shots as the two butlers fight each other where they show the boys reacting. We get 'live Lois reaction' at 6:12, 6:19, 7:39, 9:01, 10:18,10:38, 11:27

In the same episode, the piss line is at 15:23-15:50

EP#9 HOLLOW BUTLER - Ciel actually says he feels regret after Alois dies. This is at 10:10.

Alois's village is also revealed to be called Arachnophile. Ah.

Alois is dead at 20:39

EP#11 CROSSROADS BUTLER - while possessing the body of Ciel Phantomhive, Alois actually tries to hurt himself. It's kind of painful to watch. This occurs at 6:23-6:59, 11:57-13:07

EP#12 BLACK BUTLER - Alois speaks last at 12:05

#alois trancy #kuroshitsuji #black butler season 2 #black butler #claude faustus #ciel phantomhive #long post

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This was another Christmas' present for my nephew. They were visiting, and at night, I worked on this to eventually give to him. (Actually later inspired him to ask for his own Faux Stainglass making stuff.) Click below for the crazy process to get it made.

Now... I was in my families guest bedroom, since my bedroom was larger and better for my brother's family to be in. Previously in this room, was our collection of weapons. Because my family appreciates the astetic and well, also the use in some regards. Though mainly machetes and hatches, for outdoor yard work. A bunch are just wall hangers. Though some are sharp, and some are heavy.

(Dad has taken them down, so he can build a better, safer case to put them in. So smol children can't get grabby.) Trying to get the piece done in time. I realized that it was late, and I needed a good straightedge. Now, I grew up in a family, that had many sharp things about the house. With my father being a woodcarver. I was taught at an early age, to appreciate and respect sharp things. For being useful, and also dangerous. As an adult, I think I own... (counts) um... ALOT of sharp and pointys in my bedroom. But my bedroom also doubles as my workshop, so it makes sense. Though, I do have some collection stuff in here. But mostly functional blades, like my exactos, box cutters and the like for crafting/building.

And the reason I tell this story, is because it was second nature, to just do this...

Reached back, (since I couldn't go to my room to possibly grab the Jill Ruler) And took out the collection's oldest resident. My father's Machete he brought to America from his birthplace in Columbia. It's older then me by a long shot, probably 50-55 years old, and beloved as a main staple when it comes to outdoor wood chopping. It is certainly a first reach when needing to do things, and using it as a straight edge was normal for me... But as I was working on it, forgot that this isn't normal and had a chuckle about it. And sent pictures to friends who know me, and they were amused. Note: it is sharp, and can be dangerous. Treat any sharp object with respect and care. Don't just grab things willy nilly. So, with a straight edge secure, I started working on the design.

The process of making Faux Stainglass, usually takes me 3-4 days. Sketching and doing the lines, is day one. Because the liquid leading needs to ideally, cure overnight. I tend to sketch out the design, then overlay it with Sharpie. Since the general thickness of a basic sharpie, is about what the lines are in Liquid leading. (Though a properly skilled person, probably could make the lines how ever they want. I am still learning)

As you can tell from my Wobbly lines. It also doesn't help that often these projects were at minimum, a year apart. If not several. So any good lineart skill I gained, might have been downgraded as I worked on a new project. Day 2 is color, which then needs to cure overnight as well.

And this is what it looked like, before drying. So, there is some color change as it becomes more transparent. Day 3-4 is letting it cure fully. In case various sections might have had too thick of paint, and it taking longer to cure. Mainly a choice I make to make sure that the piece is finished, before being presented as a present.

#my art #pokemon arceus #notfr #pokemon #faux stained glass #be safe when using sharp objects. Even for straight edges #Arceus

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grymmnox · 2 years

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dfo fic recs <3

said this was gonna be an owl house blog. i lied. whoops.. have some dad for one fic recs. all under the cut!

hero’s shadow - feelingstabby

teen and up, gen, creator chose not to use archive warnings

incomplete, 55/100 chapters, 481,829 words (yes, the author has stated that they are actually aiming for 100 chapters)

summary:

Izuku doesn’t cry. He is a weapon, and weapons don’t weep.

He won’t cry until the battle, when he’s falling through the air, when it settles in just how real it is that he’s going to die, because yeah, the doctor warned him this would happen, but there’s always been a part of Izuku that thought he’d live forever.

Just like his father told him.

Or, how a few heroes help Midoriya Izuku become something more than a lost vigilante.

yes, vigilante izuku with plenty of trauma. and dadzawa and dadmic. and mistakes made on several people’s parts, because they are all human. i love it..sm. as of writing this post, i’m on chapter 39, so over halfway through. however, i have a feeling something is coming up. we’ll see :)

Ill-Gotten Gains - ghostmaybite

mature, gen + m/m, archive warnings do not apply/creator chose not to use archive warnings

incomplete, 36/? chapters, 225,740 words

summary:

When his father and Tomura start planning the USJ attack, Izuku makes a plan of his own. It’s simple, only four steps:

1. Steal Eraserhead’s quirk 2. Use it to kill All for One 3. Give Erasure back, hopefully 4. Go to jail, probably

He’s prepared for the plan to fail at any time, but surprisingly, it’s not until step 4 that things fall through.

FANTASTIC dad for one fic. honestly amazing. i love it. so much. ALSO!! izuku has afo! as in the quirk! or a version of it! it is so...akjsndfhjgjhgnad!! it is FULL of angst! (and the stain arc is coming up...excited.) everyone is becoming a train. now that i’ve said something you won’t understand without context, you’ve gotta read the fic. go on. do it.

the face of the future, the blood in my veins - intheeveningsunrise

mature, gen, creator chose not to use archive warnings

complete, wip sequel/recovery fic. 27 chapters, 218,513 words

summary:

“My name is Midoriya Izuku,” he says in a hushed voice. “I’m from Musutafu. Born and raised here.”

Mikumo blinks at him. “That supposed to mean something?”

“I don’t know!” Izuku throws his palms up in surrender, huffing. “What else am I supposed to say?”

“Look, I don’t have time for this. Just tell me why you stole my face, so I can kill you.”

“Uh… this isn’t your face. This is my face. I was born with it.”

“You are so, so close to getting stabbed.”

or, Izuku runs into his twin at the USJ - and then proceeds to run into him seemingly everywhere he goes.

With every meeting, the two begin to uncover a deep web of lies that has been suffocating them both ever since they were children. All the while, Izuku tries desperately to pull Mikumo out of the grasp of their father - All For One.

ahahHAHA YES I LOVE THIS FIC...still have to finish it. i plan on doing it very soon. maybe even after posting this. we’ll see. it is AMAZING..and also adds mikumo into the mix :) it’s REALLY interesting, but def deals with heavy themes- which is honestly kinda just..in the territory when it comes to dfo fics. but yeah. read the tags, which you should do for every fic you read but yk

A Stranger's Smile, a Traitor's Guile - JoWithTheFlo

mature, gen, graphic depictions of violence

incomplete, 9/? chapters, 35,185 words

summary:

“Do you ever get tired of it?” Touya asked. “Eating shit food out of dumpsters and bathing in public bathrooms?”

“I do,” Izuku answered, honestly. “But I’m free this way.”

“What if you could be free and have a roof over your head too?”

Izuku gave him an amused look. “I can’t. I’m eight years old and, technically, don’t exist. It’s not as if I could get a job to pay rent.”

“I could though,” Touya said, voice oddly strained as he made the offer. “If you wanted. To live like that, instead.” --- Wherein Izuku has All for One, uses it to help whoever he can, and stumbles across a family along the way.

i LOVE THIS FIC. touya/dabi and izuku bonding has always been something i’ve enjoyed and looked for, and this one having dfo and izuku w/ the afo quirk?? checks off SO MANY BOXES. seriously, give it a read. you’ll probably enjoy it.

sitting in my hand is the sand of a shattered hourglass - zel_over_on_the_beach

mature, gen, creator chose not to use archive warnings

oneshot (part of a series, though! there is an incomplete prequel fic), 12,254 words

summary:

I am here! I am here! Izuku keeps waking up on the day villains attack the training camp, and the only way he can think of to end the loop is to keep everyone else safe. Too bad he keeps failing at that.

It's a time loop fic, okay?

TIME LOOP FIC. YEAH. its so...alkdsfjsdfkasbdfksa. read the tags, of course. shit goes down with muscular..quite a few times, really. it’s just. MMMMM SO GOOD. definitely give it a read if you enjoy time loop fics. or even if you don’t, give it a chance. it’s fantastic.

Pull him under - SorrowSeye

teen and up, gen, no archive warnings apply

oneshot, 9,875 words

summary:

All the stress of recent events is enough to turn Izuku's hair white. In fact, it does just that; when his hair loses all color overnight, Izuku ends up looking incredibly similar to someone he would never want ties to.

Nothing can hold you down quite like family.

ONE OF THE FIRST (if not the first) DFO FICS I READ. it is SO GOOD. definitely, DEFINITELY, check it out. all might is there, as is the rest of class 1-a..such a good fic. i’ll be giving it a reread soon, that’s for sure.

Words as Weapons - NearoRiver

teen and up, gen, no archive warnings apply

incomplete, 33/38 chapters, 109,275 words

summary:

When Midoriya Inko dies in childbirth, Midoriya Hisashi—better known as All for One—decides to raise his son Izuku by himself... without ever telling Izuku he’s Japan’s worst supervillain. While navigating his father’s high expectations, insidious emotional abuse, and overpowering quirk, Izuku fights to become a hero.

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Old summary: Midoriya Hisashi is All for One. Midoriya Izuku is going to become a hero.

who would i be if i DIDN’T add this fic?? it is SO GOOD. I LOVE IT. seriously, read it. after reading the tags, of course. the way afo is written in this fic is..so good. utterly terrifying and disgusting but SO GOOD. SO WELL DONE. it’s just. adskjnfajklsdnfkjasdfba. AND THE TRAINIGN CAMP ARC IS COMING UP...like it is starting SOON. i am EXCITED.

well, i think that’s it for now. feel free to ask for any mha fic recs (or toh, but tbh most of what i read there is. hunter-centric. and it’s a tad difficult for me to read fics w/o him being a major part..which kinda sucks cus i’m sure there’s many wonderful fics i’m missing out on bc of it.)

if any of the links are wrong or broken or whatever, please let me know so i can fix em (or try to, at least. whether i succeed is another matter entirely.)

#bnha #mha #fic recs #reclist #[.grims recs]#yeah thats gonna be my fic rec tag cus why not #dad for one #midoriya izuku #izuku midoriya #all for one #midoriya hisashi #uhhhh #i think thats it??#tell me if i should add any more tags cus i will gladly do so #oh yeah #bnha fic recs #mha fic recs #dfo fic recs #there

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The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996) Sentence Meme

Under the cut you will find 120+ sentences from the 1996 version of The Hunchback of Notre Dame to use for your enjoyment!

CW: Use of the g word referring to Roma people

1. “Listen, they’re beautiful, no? So many colors of sounds, so many changing moods. But you know, they don’t ring all by themselves.”

2. “Up there high, high in the bell tower lives the mysterious bell ringer.”

3. “It is a tale. A tale of a man and a monster.”

4. “Sanctuary! Please give us sanctuary!”

5. “This is an unholy demon. I’m sending it back to hell where it belongs!”

6. “Care for the child. Raise it as your own.”

7. “Will today be the day? Are you ready to fly?”

8. “If I picked a day to fly, oh, this would be it.”

9. “Nobody wants to stay cooped up here forever.”

10. “That’s what you get for sleeping with your mouth open.”

11. “What’s going on out there? A fight? A flogging?”

12. “It is a treat to watch the colorful pageantry of the simple peasant folk.”

13. “Aren’t you going to watch the festival with us?”

14. “If twenty years of listening to you two hasn’t made him sick by now, nothing will.”

15. “What good is watching the party if you never get to go near it?”

16. “He’s not made of stone, like us.”

17. “I’d never fit in down there. I’m not…normal.”

18. “Do you mind? I would like to have a moment with the boy if that’s all right with you!”

19. “As your friends and guardians, we insist you attend the festival.”

20. “Take it from an old spectator. Life’s not a spectator sport. If watching’s all you’re gonna do, then you’re gonna watch your life go by without you.”

21. “When he say’s you’re forbidden from ever leaving the bell tower, does he mean ever ever?”

22. “Better to beg forgiveness than to ask permission.”

23. “When your heartless mother abandoned you as a child, anyone else would have drowned you. And this is my thanks for taking you in and raising you as my son?”

24. “You don’t know what it’s like out there. I do.”

25. “You leave town for a couple of decades and they change everything.”

26. “You’d know a lot about stealing!”

27. “Maybe a day in the stocks will cool you down.”

28. “Ease up. Wait between lashes. Otherwise the older sting will dull him to the new.”

29. “I expect nothing but the best from a war hero of your caliber.”

30. “I’m sure you’ll whip my men into shape.”

31. “It will take a firm hand to save the weak-minded from being so easily misled.”

32. “Their heathen ways inflame the people’s lowest instincts. They must be stopped.”

33. “The real war is what you see before you.”

34. “Look at that disgusting display.”

35. “You all remember last years king?”

36. “We asked for the ugliest face in Paris, and here he is!”

37. “You think he’s ugly now? Watch this.”

38. “A lesson needs to be learned here.”

39. “You mistreat this poor boy the same way you mistreat my people. You speak of justice, yet you are cruel to those most in need of your help.”

40. “Mark my words. You will pay for this insolence.”

41. “It appears we’ve crowned the wrong fool. The only fool I see is you.”

42. “Witchcraft!”

43. “What a woman!”

44. “Find her! I want her alive!”

45. “I’m sorry, master. I will never disobey you again.”

46. “Just calm down. Just give me a chance to apologize.”

47. “Watch it. You’re in a church.”

48. “Are you always this charming or am I just lucky?”

49. “Candlelight, privacy, music. Can’t think of a better place for hand-to-hand combat.”

50. “You fight almost as well as a man.”

51. “Funny. I was going to say the same thing about you.”

52. “That’s hitting a little below the belt, don’t you think?”

53. “You’re not at all like the other soldiers.”

54. “Claim sanctuary.”

55. “You think you’ve outwitted me, but I am a patient man.”

56. “Gypsies don’t do well inside stone walls.”

57. “I was just imagining a rope around that beautiful neck.”

58. “Such a clever witch. So typical of your kind to twist the truth to cloud the mind with unholy thoughts.”

59. “You’ve chosen a magnificent prison, but it is a prison nonetheless.”

60. “What do they have against people who are different, anyway?”

61. “You can’t right all the wrongs in this world by yourself.”

62. “Haven’t you caused enough trouble already?”

63. “Wait! I want to talk to you!”

64. “Look! He’s got a friend with him!”

65. “Maybe today wasn’t a total loss after all.”

66. “Here you are. I was afraid I’d lost you.”

67. “I’m really sorry about this afternoon. I had no idea who you were.”

68. “This is beautiful. If I could do this, you wouldn’t find me dancing in the streets for coins.”

69. “You’re a surprising person.”

70. “I bet the king himself doesn’t have a view like this! I could stay up here forever.”

71. “How could such a cruel man have raised someone like you?”

72. “He saved my life. He took me in when no one else would.”

73. “I am a monster, you know.”

74. “You look at me. Do you think I’m evil?”

75. “You helped me. Now, I will help you.”

76. “There’s no way out. There’s soldiers at every door.”

77. “The trick is not to look down.”

78. “I’ll never forget you.”

79. “I’m never going back out there again. You saw what happened to me today.”

80. “If you ever need sanctuary, this will show you the way.”

81. “When you wear this woven band, you hold the city in your hand.”

82. “I didn’t mean to trap her here, but it was the only way to save her life. Will you tell her that?”

83. “The nerve of him! Snooping around here trying to steal your girl!”

84. “I appreciate what you’re all trying to do, but let’s not fool ourselves.”

85. “I’ll find her. I’ll find her if I have to burn down all of Paris!”

86. “Our home is always open to the weary traveler. Have mercy, my lord.”

87. “If what you say is true, you are innocent and you have nothing to fear.”

88. “Burn it until it smolders. These people are traitors and must be made examples of.”

89. “With all due respect, I was not trained to murder the innocent.”

90. “The sentence for insubordination is death.”

91. “Such a pity. You threw away a promising career.”

92. “Consider it my highest honor.”

93. “Don’t waste your time. Let the traitor rot in his watery grave.”

94. “Find the girl! If you have to burn the city to the ground, so be it!”

95. “When things cool off, she’ll be back. You’ll see.”

96. “She likes you. We always said you were the cute one.”

97. “I thought I was the cute one.”

98. “Knights in shining armor certainly aren’t her type.”

99. “Those guys are a dime a dozen. But you? You’re one of a kind.”

100. “You’ve done so much for me already, my friend, but I must ask your help one more time.”

101. “He can’t go on much longer. I knew he’d be safe here. Please, can you hide him?”

102. “You’ll hide here until you’re strong enough to move.”

103. “You’re either the single bravest soldier I’ve ever seen, or the craziest.”

104. “Why is it whenever we meet, I end up bleeding?”

105. “Promise you won’t let anything happen to him.”

106. “You idiot! That wasn’t kindness, it was cunning!”

107. “What chance could a poor misshapen child like you have against her heathen treachery?”

108. “I will free you from her evil spell. She will torment you no longer.”

109. “She stood up for you. You’ve got a funny way of showing gratitude.”

110. “What am I supposed to do? Go out there and rescue the girl from the jaws of death and the whole town will cheer like I’m some sort of her?”

111. “She already has her knight in shining armor, and it’s not me.”

112. “I’m not doing it for you. I’m doing it for her.”

113. “Cheerful place. Kinda makes you wish you got out more often, eh?”

114. “You’re very clever to have found our hideaway. Unfortunately, you won’t live to tell the tale.”

115. “Gather around everybody! There’s great noose tonight!”

116. “Any last words? That’s what they all say.”

117. “You took a terrible risk coming here. It may not exactly show, but we’re grateful.”

118. “I always knew you would someday be of use to me.”

119. “Another miracle no doubt. I shall remedy that.”

120. “You stand upon the brink of the abyss. Yet even now, it is not too late.”

121. “I can save you from the flames of this world and the next. Choose me or the fire.”

122. “After all, we’re only made of stone.”

123. “Have you gone mad? I will not tolerate this assault on the house of God!”

124. “It was my duty, horrible as it was. I hope you can forgive me.”

125. “The time has come to end your suffering.”

126. “All my life you have told me the world is a dark, cruel place. But now I see that the only thing dark and cruel about it is people like you!”

127. “And He shall smite the wicked and plunge them into the fiery pit!”

#ask meme #askbox meme #rp meme #roleplaying meme #sentence meme #disney meme #the hunchback of notre dame #cw: g slur

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silverskye13 · 1 year

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I posted 978 times in 2022

That's 220 more posts than 2021!

506 posts created (52%)

472 posts reblogged (48%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@silverskye13

@theminecraftbee

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@countthelions

I tagged 955 of my posts in 2022

Only 2% of my posts had no tags

#spazzcat barks - 176 posts

#answering asks - 162 posts

#the barking writer - 102 posts

#the barking artist - 96 posts

#anonymous - 93 posts

#docm77 - 84 posts

#hermitcraft - 73 posts

#rendog - 58 posts

#delete later - 55 posts

#spazzcat wips - 51 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#if i were the kind of person who made animatics i would make them sword fighting to it but alas i'm not the kind of person who makes animati

My Top Posts in 2022:

“I’m tired, Cleo.” “Well you know Etho, I can give you an excuse to rest, if y’like. I am all gordan-y now.” “That’s... actually kind of tempting.” “It’s a lovely view too. It’ll be easy - I’ll just turn you into a statue, and you can watch the water for a bit. And then when you’re all rested, we’ll just un-stone you again.” “........ yeah that’s... tempting.”

You ask for Cleo or Etho? How dare you make me choose between them! [hands you both] @mishapen-dear

1,269 notes - Posted March 11, 2022

Oh, will I find a love, or a power plug?

Oh, digitally isolated

Oh, creator, please don't leave me waiting

Hello, world.

1,310 notes - Posted August 15, 2022

Got pissed off at my watercolors so I doodled a BDubs.

1,520 notes - Posted August 3, 2022

"Good morning Canary," Tango greets him brightly, in a voice that's liquid sunshine. "It's time to get the session started! We've got cows to feed and a chicken-barbeque-ificator to make."

He ducks out of the house he built, with materials he gathered while Jimmy was out begging for a bucket of water. He hasn't once brought this up. He hasn't once reminded Jimmy he isn't being very helpful, or told him he makes dumb decisions. He hasn't made Jimmy the butt of a joke, unless the joke is about both of them.

Jimmy stands and stretches. The house is full of the smell of food, which is funny because Tango says he can't cook. Just like how he says he can't build, except he built their house, and Impulse used to gush about the crazy things Tango would build when they were in the Southlands together. Jimmy wonders what people have told Tango about him. He knows the canary thing, obviously. Does he know they're doomed, because he's here?

It's not that Jimmy feels useless, or pathetic. It's just that, well, he's used to people bringing it up by now, isn't he? It's a fun game. Remind Jimmy he's a bit useless at times. Except Tango isn't playing along.

Jimmy grabs the finished chicken from the furnace and eats his breakfast while he walks. Tango is replanting some wheat in the garden and muttering to himself as he works. He can't go mining, he's too vulnerable. Except he went down into the mines yesterday when Jimmy was taking damage, to make sure he was okay.

There's a lot of things that Tango can't do.

He can't cook. He can't build. He can't mine. He can't fight.

There's a lot of things that Tango won't do, too.

He won't play along. He won't hold things against Jimmy. He won't remind him he's kind of useless sometimes.

Jimmy wonders what else Tango can't, won't, do.

Tango looks up from the wheat field and cuts off his muttering with a nervous laugh.

"Oh hey Canary! Welcome to the land of the living." He hands Jimmy a few pieces of wheat. "Thanks for getting those cows yesterday, by the way! That's gonna be a life saver later."

Jimmy smiles and laughs. It's weird, being congratulated like this. It's not that he isn't loved, or has never gotten praise. It's just that most people aren't so forward with it. Genuine. Jimmy can't take a compliment. He's never had to before. He's used to digging for them through veiled words and backhanded fondness.

"Well hey, don't worry about it big man," Jimmy stammers. "You know I've got us covered."

"Well at least one of us knows what he's doing, right?" Tango laughs, and once again Jimmy feels like he's being washed in liquid sunlight.

Tango can't do a lot of things. He can't build a house. He can't cook. He can't mine.

Tango won't do even more. He won't put Jimmy in his place. He won't play along. He won't acknowledge his own accomplishments.

Maybe they really were made for each other. Maybe, for once, the universe knew what it was doing when it tied their souls with string.

Jimmy wanders back to the pen to feed the cows. He wonders if the canary is ever fond of the coal mine, if the dark halls and cold stone bring it comfort before the end. He wonders if the mine is ever fond of the birdsong, if it ever regrets it's choking embrace.

There's a lot of things Tango can't do. Jimmy wonders what they can't do together.

1,600 notes - Posted June 19, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

In the infamous words of Selena Gomez: The heart wants what the heart wants.

As always, open image in new tab to read and view!

2,308 notes - Posted June 19, 2022

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nox140497 · 4 months

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Prompt List

General prompts

1. “Is that my shirt?” “You mean our shirt?”

2. “It’s you. It always has been.”

3. “You’re everything I could’ve wanted and more.”

4. “Kiss me.”

5. “Home stopped being a place when you entered my life.”

6. “You should probably go home.” “But I’m already home.”

7. “You’re an idiot.” “But you love me.”

8. “I’d do anything for you.”

9. “You took all the pillows, so I’m using you as one.”

10. “Stop moving and let me braid your hair.”

11. “I’m so proud of you.”

12. “Could you say that again?” “Were you not listening?” “No I was, I just like hearing your voice.”

13. “I didn’t think it was possible to love someone this much.”

14.“You are my family.”

15. “I’m right here.”

16. “Can you just please hold me?”

17. “I’m pretty sure (you’re/she’s/he’s/they’re) my soulmate”

18. “You come here often?” “Well considering I work here, yes.”

19. “You know, I think my (mother/father/parents) would be proud if I brought (you/her/him/them) home.”

20. “I just want to see you happy.”

21. “I haven’t seen (her/him/them) smile like that in ages.”

22. “You made me a better person. Thank you.”

23. “I’d rather live in the woods with you than in a mansion with some (girl/boy/person) I barely know.”

24. “This reminded me of you.”

25. “Your hair is really soft.”

26. “You’re really warm.”

27. “Are you blushing?”

28. “Can I stay here tonight?”

29. “Because I love you.”

30. “I’ve been in love with you since we were kids.”

31. “I’m never going to leave you. I promise.”

32. “Make a wish!”

33. “I love seeing you smile.”

34. “Why are you wearing my sweater?” “Because it smells like you.”

35. “I just want to be there for you.”

36. “I couldn’t get you out of my mind.”

37. “You’re just a softie.”

38. “You owe me.” “Fine, whatever you like.”

39. “You’re safe now, I’m here.”

40. “Why are you scared of loving?”

41. “You are crushing me right now.”

42. “Darling I love you and all, but please step out of the kitchen.”

43. “I love you.”

44. “You’re an idiot.” “But I am your idiot.”

45. “Take my hand. Just trust me.”

46. “You’re hurt. Please just let heal it.”

47. “At least let me clean it.”

48. “I told you to take care of yourself.”

49. “You’re the only thing that matters.”

50. “Stay.”

51. “I’m leaving.” “Of course you are, that’s all you know how to do.”

52. “You promised you’d stop drinking.” “And you promised you wouldn’t hurt me!″

53. “You promised you’d stop drinking.” “And you promised you wouldn’t hurt me!″

54. “I loved you.” “Then why did you let (her/him/them) get in between us?”

55. “Maybe they were right. You never did change.”

56. “This is all in my head. It’s all happening in my head.”

57. “Don’t you dare walk away from this!”

58. “What gives you the right to just waltz back into my life after all the pain you’ve caused.”

59. “You’ve changed.”

60. “You win, happy?”

61. “I’m sorry I’m not enough for you.”

62. “I wish we never met.”

63. “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t leave.”

64. “You deserve so much better.”

65. “I can’t keep playing pretend.”

66. “Leave.”

67. “What am I in your life? Because as of lately, I feel as though I’ve been nothing to you.”

68. “I don’t need help! I need an end to this pain.”

69. “You promised.”

70. “Sorry doesn’t fix everything.”

71. “Hasn’t this addiction done enough damage already?”

72. “You just threw four years of friendship out the window.”

73. “You broke me.”

74. “Lie to me. I don’t care what you say. Just lie to me. Make me feel okay again.”

75. “They warned me about this.” “About what?” “You.”

76. “I loved you. I loved you so so much, but you hurt me.”

77. “I would’ve done anything for you.”

78. “I was happier with you.”

79. “They were perfect for each other.”

80. “I never would’ve thought (she/he/they)’d end up with someone else.”

81. “I risked my life for you.”

82. “You deserve better.”

83. “Move out of my way before I make you.”

84. “What happened to their happily ever after?” “Not all love stories get a happily ever after. Sometimes it’s just once upon a time.”

85. “I miss the old you.”

86. “You’re not you.”

87. “Let me go.”

88. “When did you stop loving me?”

89. “It’s always been (her/him/them).”

90. “Its (her/him/them), isn’t it?”

91. “Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like you still love me.”

92. “Why did you wait until I moved on?”

93. “Any other lies left to tell me?”

94. “I didn’t know where else to go.”

95. “Have you been sleeping?”

96. “Are they really ‘just a friend’?”

97.“I wasn’t lying when i told you that I loved you.”

98. “I won’t hurt you.”

99. “Don’t let go.”

100. “Do you want that?”

101. “Just let me stay.”

102. “Can I at least tell my side of the story?”

103. “Do you trust me?”

104. “Are you flirting with me?”

105. “Is the weight of your sins too heavy?”

106. “Just let me see (her/him/them) one last time. Please.”

107. “Are you afraid to die?”

108. “You look happy.” “I’m sorry, do I know you?”

109. “I’m sorry, do I know you?”

110. “Why can’t I get you out of my head?”

111. “Don’t let go.”

112. “Just let me stay.”

113. “Come home.”

114. “I hope you’re happy.”

115. “They don’t need to know.”

116. “I made this for you.”

117. “Why is arson always your first answer?”

118. “Is this really the time for jokes?” “Is this really the time for jokes?”

119. “You always do this.”

120. “Wake me up when it’s over.”

121. “Is that vodka? At 7 in the morning?”

122. “It’s not my choice.”

123. “Can we take this home?”

124. “Hey, look at me. Focus on me, alright?”

125. “I haven’t seen (her/him/them) smile in months.”

126. “(She/he/they) don’t belong with (her/him/them)!” “Than who do(es) (she/he/they) belong with?” “…..with me.”

127. “Are they dead?”

128. “You want to play pretend? Well, two can play at that game.”

129. “Did you know that you talk in your sleep?”

130. “Come back to bed. Please.” “You’re who they warned me about.”

131. “You’re who they warned me about.”

132. “Come back.”

133. “You should’ve listened to me.”“I haven’t seen you in days.”

134. “I haven’t seen you in days.”

135. “Are you jealous?”

136. “Cheers, I’ll drink to that.” “You drink to everything.” “Cheers!”

137. “I love you.” “Tell me that when you’re sober.”

138. “Why is there a deer in the room?”

139. “It’s pouring rain. Why are you here?”

140. “Where are you?”

141. “I love you.” “You shouldn’t.”

142. “What happened?”

143. “Have you been taking care of yourself?”

144.“Is that blood?” “Yes but that doesn’t matter right now. What does matter is-” “You are literally bleeding.”

145. “Is that my book?”

146. “What’s wrong with your hand?”

147. “Is there a problem?”

148. “You never listen to me.”

149. “Do you see me laughing?”

150. “I don’t like this.”

151. “What the fuck is this?”

152. “Listen carefully.”

153. “Sounds kinky.”

154. “Do we have a problem?”

155. “I do not snore.”

156. “Did you get lost?”

157. “That’s a lot of cupcakes.”

158. “What smells like peaches?”

159. “I didn’t say it was a good idea.”

160. “You need to get out of there!”

161. “Think about what you’re doing.”

162. “You could have died.”

163. “I’m glad you’re here.”

164. “I have a bad feeling about this.”

165. “You should be more specific.”

166. “Who is that?”

167. “Don’t forget your coat.”

168. “Where’s my shirt?”

169. “You’re sick and you need to rest.”

170. “I was set up.”

171. “Don’t be so shy.”

172. “Wanna tell me what you’re doing in my kitchen at 3 am in the morning?”

173. “What is this about?”

174. “That shirt is awful. It would look better on the floor.”

175. “Don’t be stupid.”

176. “I am your superior and you will respect me.”

177. “Don’t you dare disobey another order.”

178. “Maybe you should go lay down.”

179. “Mind if I join you?”

180. “I’m not crazy.”

181. “This is my choice.”

182. “I’m not leaving.”

183. “Can I come in?”

184. “Sit down and shut up.”

185. “I can explain.”

186. “I double dare you.”

187. “I feel great.”

188. “Have it your way.”

189. “Diner is served.”

190. “Your wish is my command.”

191. “Enjoy your time off.”

192. “Where have you been?”

193. “Be safe.”

194. “How long have you been standing there?”

195. “When it happens to you enough you just learn to pick up on it.”

196. “It’s okay. I’m used to it.”

197. “I didn’t like you anyway.”

198. “Get out and don’t come back.”

199. “You’re everything to me, yet I’m nothing to you.”

200. “Please can we just talk this out?”

201. “There is nothing more we can do.”

202. “Stay with me!”

203. “Don’t look at me like that.”

204. “You know damn well why things are the way they are.”

205. “I never meant to fall in love with you.”

206. “Let go.”

207. “I hate you, but I think I hate myself more.”

208. “Look at me! C'mon, don’t do this!”

209. “I regret it all.”

210. “No. Don’t you dare shut me out!”

211. “You mean so much to me. Please let me help.”

212. “We can never start agian.”

213. “You’re gonna make it, just stay awake.”

214. “I promised myself I wouldn’t let anyone break my heart, yet here you are.”

215. You’re stronger than you think you are.

216. Nothing can hurt you, as long as I am here.

217. We love you!

218. You seem to have an untapped power within you. Whether you use it for good, or evil, is up to you.

219. I’ll beat the shit out of you for hurting them!/They’re our friend!

220. We will never judge you. You are perfect the way you are.

221. Kiss on the forehead; I hope we're together forever.

222. Don't ask for a kiss, take one.

223. This is me trying not to scare you away.

224. Slow dancing in the dark.

225. You make me feel safe.

226. You're being all cute and sweet it's making me want to kiss you.

227. You deserve someone who values you.

228. Shut up and kiss me.

229. No way... you're actually jealous

230. What is your problem?

231. If I could, I'd kiss away all your scars.

232. Please kiss me already.

233. Everyone keeps telling me you're the bad guy.

234. Please don't leave me.

235. I thought you didn't want me.

236. It was just a bad dream. None of it was real.

Harry Potter Specific prompts

1. "That potion is all wrong."

2. "Get your wand out of my face."

3. "We need to get you to the hospital wing!"

4. "Why can't they do the sorting after dinner? I'm starving!"

5. "Typical 'insert House name' ."

6. "Do you want to study by the lake?"

7. "Are you okay? That bludger nearly took your head off!"

8. "Will you go to the Yule Ball with me?"

9. "You look...amazing."

10. "Do you want to dance?"

11. "They say the Shrieking Shack is haunted...we should check it out."

12. "It's bloody freezing!"

13. "Woah, looks like you bought the whole of Honeydukes!"

14. "I'll never get the hang of this spell."

15. "That was amazing!"

16. "I'm...struggling to think of a happy enough memory for the patronus charm."

17. "Watch it, you nearly put me in the fireplace!"

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