#its getting warm here and im so fucking jazzed about it
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Ouuu new layout it’s so cute!!
Thank you!! The winter white was getting boring anyway lol
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You & I | E.Williams
chapter i
CW, ellie is a pervert here she watches the reader masturbate… there is smut towards the end guys (im not good at smut but i tried my best) masturbation (reader and ellie) , stalking, y/n is used
this might be straight cheese ngl…im not good at ts 😭 but enjoy ig
wc: 1.4k
read the prologue here ch 2
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“Hi! Hello”
A voice chimes from behind her, she turns around, and a lump forms in her throat.
it's…you.
Ellie quickly clears her throat and begins to talk, her eyes scanning your features. She is infatuated with you, you’re gorgeous, ethereal even…
“hi sorry how may I help you?”
“Yes, do you guys happen to have 21’s new album?”
you ask so sweetly, Ellie watches you speak, your oh-so-beautiful smile just making her want to fall to her knees. Ellie signals you to follow her, heading back to the rap section of the store, her eyes scan the shelves as she looks for the album, She reaches up and pulls out the ‘American Dream’ and hands it to you.
“This one?”
You smile and giggle a little, “Yes! this is exactly what I've been looking for… I couldn’t find it anywhere else I've looked all over thank you um…?” You trail off looking for a name tag, “..Ellie, thank you”
Ellie smiles, her face feeling warm, she knows she's red as fuck right now and her feeling embarrassed about it is just making her even more flustered “Y-yeah no problem, is that all? I can ring you up over here” She chuckles softly trying to cover the anxiety in her voice.
You and Ellie head towards the register, she rings you up and you hand her your card. Ellie examines your card trying to get your name, she needs to know, she knows nothing about you, just some things like you like 21 savage and Tyler. But that’s not nearly enough, she needs to know everything about you, things even you don’t know about yourself...
“y/n? That's a really pretty name” She smirks and takes a mental note of your first and last name, she will most definitely be looking you up later.
“oh thank you so much!” you say with joy in your voice, “I might come back another time, I uhh really like music and I really want to learn how to play an instrument so maybe I’ll see you again?” you ask so innocently, Ellie, on the other hand, was freaking out on the inside, she just thought you were so gorgeous and she needed to know more about you and she needed you to come back
“yeah, uhm I teach acoustic guitar, and piano so if you ever want lessons just show up, I'm here pretty much all the time, haha yeah this store is actually my life and-“ She cuts herself off realizing she's just rambling about nothing. “sorry yes you will definitely see me again” she is mentally cursing at herself for being such a nervous wreck in front of you.
“awesome, I’ll see you laters Ellie” and with that, you turn around and focus your attention on your phone, a message dings and you begin typing away. Ellie noticed this and is already feeling a certain way.. do you have a boyfriend? girlfriend? Are you single..? its okay she’ll figure all that out.
Once Ellie’s shift was over she went down to her music room. She sat there for a second and put on some jazz, she grabbed her laptop and began her long and tedious search, y/n l/n, she scrolled through the search page filled with many other y/n l/n’s. she stops. ‘bingo’ she thinks to herself, she found you ‘y/n.oncam’ on pretty much everything. Luckily all your accounts are public, unluckily she notices that you literally post your entire life on the internet, ‘do you know how many creeps are on the internet? oh once I have you to myself no one will be able to ever know anything personal about you’ she scoffs.
Here's what she knows, you’re 20, you’re single, you like to read, and you lovee music.. you live in an apartment with a big window.
Wait, she knows that complex, yeah she knows where that is, it's right across the street from the bookstore Dina works at. Shit Dina! Ellie forgot that she promised to bring Dina a limited edition 2Pac vinyl she had in storage. Ellie jumped up, grabbed her jacket, went to the storage to grab the record. She gets in her car and heads to Dina’s bookstore.
‘D are you still at work?’
‘yes’
‘I'm bringing the record rn’
*Dinabina like a message*
Ellie arrived at the bookstore, the words ‘Hidden Pages’ flickering softly as one of the letters had gone out. Ellie walks into the store and walks up to Dina, who is reading.
“D, I got the record”
“yayy thank you Ellie” Dina walks up to her smiling and gives her a hug “I’ll give it back as soon as I'm finished listening to it”
Ellie said her goodbyes and left the store.
She looks around trying to find the apartment, she found it. ‘Havenwood apartments’ She walks to the tall building and examines it and she spots the only big window, no curtains, lights on, and a woman's figure dancing around. She gets closer to the building, not too close but close enough to see into the window. Sure enough, it's you, dancing and singing, oblivious to the world around you, if you would just stop and look out of your window you would see Ellie, watching you closely, biting her lip and just enjoying the view of you.
You had gotten tired, turned off the music and began getting ready for bed. Oh, but that feeling between your legs was getting stronger, you tried to ignore it, you’ve been pent up and so busy lately, mostly because of work and shit. ‘Fuck’ you curse quietly to yourself and you head to your couch, you slip your hands down your pants and begin rubbing circles on your clit, dipping your fingers into your hole and gathering your juices to add more lubrication. Your eyes close and as you add pressure to your throbbing clit, you feel yourself bucking your hips for more friction. Fingers pumping in and out of your hole. Your other hand fondling your soft tits, adding more stimulation ‘mmph fuck’ The noises coming from your mouth are almost pornographic, your neighbors could probably hear you as the walls are thin. You feel yourself getting closer so you begin moving faster your mouth forming an ‘O’ shape “Mmpfh shit’m gonna cum fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck” You get that feeling in your stomach and let yourself go, your orgasm hitting you like a truck, you continue rubbing your clit riding out your orgasm, legs shaking from the overstimulation. Once you’re done you sit up and head to the bathroom to clean yourself up and you go to your bed to watch a show, you feel so comfortable and safe in the warmth of your bed so, you drift off into a slumber…
Oh but little did you know. You weren’t alone. Ellie saw what you were doing, she saw your most intimate moment and you didn't even notice you were being watched. Like she thought you were oblivious to the world around you, a normal person would sense another watching them, but not you…or maybe you knew she was watching and you put on a show for her and only her. Ellie’s hand reaches to unbutton her jeans, reaches her hand into her underwear, and begins rubbing her clit to the thought of you, your body, your pussy just begging to be touched by her, your soft tits and your skin needing to be marked by her…she needs you so bad.. just as she’s about to come undone. an elderly opens the door behind her, luckily Ellie had her back turned so the lady didn’t see her pleasuring herself to you. Ellie saw that the lady had many bags and offered to help her.
“Can you call a cab for me dear, they all just speed right passed me?” the woman asked kindly, and Ellie did what she asked, grabbing the cab’s attention and opening the door for her, all with a smile and her juices dripping down her thighs. The cab leaves and Ellie walks to her car.. “why were you touching yourself out in public while watching an oblivious girl masturbate..you’re so fucking weird.. fuck Ellie what the fuck, you need to be more careful, that could’ve not gone in your favor…” she whispered to herself, her cheeks red from embarrassment. She gets in her car and heads to her apartment….
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Firey Gaze
summary: fluff alphabet luka hsr
hey yall im not dead yet!!!! so heres some fluff :3 (might be ooc)
cw: cringe,other than that just fluff (i think dont qoute me on that))
wc: 1,238
also no beta we die like dazai
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A - admire - what do they admire about you?
•Confidence. He is very confident himself so, he honestly would be star struck if his partner was also confident, even just a little bit. It doesnt have to be confidence about your appearance just ANYTHING. A hobby, a collection, a friend, your boundaries, etc.
B - body - what is their favorite part of your body?
•Your eyes, he probably gets distracted by your eyes when hes fighting and gets hit.
C - cuddles - do they like to cuddle?
• At first he wouldn't because he would be scared his robotic arm would make you uncomfortable but once you reassure him, he warms up to it and loves to cuddle (would rather die than ask you to cuddle though, straight up drags you with him and cuddles you )
D - dreams - what do picture yalls future to be like?
•Luka would NOT wanna be tied down with kids. But hes always up for animals!! (hc hes a dog person.) Luka would like to eventaully live in the same house as you too.
E - early or late riser?
•He is 100% a morning person, wakes up at 5am with a shit load of energy and goes to do a full ass workout.
F - fight - how often do yall fight?
•Hes constanly fighting and getting beat up, coming home covered in blood and bruises on the verge of death.I think you would be worried and lecture him and he would say, "This is what i enjoy!" there will be fighting sometimes. Hes pretty good at apologizing though.
G - gentle - how gentle are they, emontally and physically?
•Ok, bbg is VERY emontally gentle, istg he will do anything for you, no questions asked as long as he gets a kiss or a hug as a reward. and physically? ok so he TRYS to be super gentle but because hes so strong and all that jazz, he might accidentally hurt you
H - honest - do they hide things from their s/o?
•ok he 100% shares almost everything with you, but,if you ask him if you look good in smth and he doesnt think so, he will be SWEATING."o-oh u-uhm! i-its...?" he wont give you a direct answer. but besides that, he wont keep secrets unless its for your own good. Also he wont give to many details about his past untill hes more comfy with you.
I - i love you - how long did it take for them to say ily
he hands you flowers and choclate before blurting it out, rubbing the back of his head nervously as he tries to act confident. If you reject him he will try to switch the topic. (awkwardly)
J - jealousy - how fast do they get jealous?
•Dont quote me on this but, he quite literality thinks Aphrodite (or Idrila?) came down and personally blessed you, hes very confident so he probs gets jealous like mediocrely fast but doesn't let it show until the person is like CLEARLY. hitting on you because he doesn't wanna be overbearing
K - kiss - where do they like to be kissed,where do they like to kiss you,what is kissing them like?
•he loves to be kissed on his nose OR knuckles, i cant explain why,also kiss his robotic hand and he will FOLD. likes to kiss right underneath your eye and your forehead because hes pure like that. hes probably not that experienced in kissing you so you might have to guide him but,hes like so confident when hes kissing you, you forget if he does smth wrong. will ask for kisses without shame.
L - little ones - how are they w/ kids?
•Hes fucking amazing with kids,tells them storys, feeds them, helps them, like hes amazing with them but doesnt want to feel tied down with a family so he visits the moles a lot.
M - memory - whats their fav memory of you?
•one time you needed to burn off some steam and he suggested that you could spar with him, with a little bit of convincing, you agreed and something about seeing you sweating and moving around in the dimly lit room just like made him feel butterflys, no i cant explain why.
N - nicknames - what do they call their s/o?
•alrighty, he would call you like weird nicknames as a joke to embarrass you, but fr? he uses "love" for a pet name
O - open - how long does it take for them to open up to you?
• About his past? depends. He doesnt really keep his past a huge secret but he 100% wont bring it up unless you ask because he finds opening up to be awkward and a sign of weakness (unless its someone else venting, then its fine just not him.)
P - patience - how quickly are they annoyed?
•Doesnt get annoyed fast because he quite literately spends his whole life training and then still fails sometimes, so hes very patient, and when his patience runs thin, either he is not aware and might snap at you, or hes very aware and runs away to avoid snapping at you
Q - quizzes - how much do they remember about you?
•Forgets his own age but he does remember the important things about you like your birthday, favorite candy, color, etc!
R - rainy day - what do they like to do on rainy days?
•he loves to take you outside and find worms, stomp in puddles, pull pranks on random people, etc. You gotta remeber hes still a kid (17) also if you get a cold the next day, hes apologizing like his life depends on it
S - security (hahahahah got you) - how protective are they?
•he knows you can protect yourself because he has probably taught you some self defense moves, but if hes there and some person is like trying to touch or or assault you, lets just say its a gorey sight<3
T - talk - what do they like to talk to you about?
•Everything and nothing, he shares all the gossip with you. also, bring up the topic of insects and suddenly hes reciting to you a whole ass book about them
U - ugly - what is a red flag of theirs?
•After a fight,he will just shower you in praises and everything to try and get you to stop being mad,now you might think "oh this isnt that bad!!!" to which your right in some degree BUT it’s a little manipulative core
V - vanity - how concerned are they with their looks?
•Considering hes a champion of Belobog, he is pretty concerned about his looks, he LOVES when you compliment him, will never forget it.
W - whole - would they feel complete w/o you?
•Would mange ok physically, his performance might falter a little but emotionally? if hes opened up to you, hes not recovering. But of course he plays it off because he’s to proud for that. (will beg for you back if given the opportunity.)
X- xtra - random hc for them
•Loves to show you off,basically the whole of belobog knows you two are dating.
Y - yuck - what is something they would not like in a partner?
• A overly sympathetic person, no i can’t explain this one and please don’t get mad at me
Z - zzz - what are they like when they sleep?
•if you guys are cuddling, you might break a rib or two from him holding you so tightly.
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a/n: i got these hcs out of satans ass,so if they are ooc,please tell me
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im not sure if youve already talked about this before but whats evelyn and francis's relationship like? is it the same as arthur and francis with constant back and forth bickering that goes from spiteful to old married couple, or do they have their own dynamic?
I'm like super conscious that Francis hasn't popped up at all since Chapter 1 which is a bit of a hole considering how inextricably tied - for better and worse - French and British foreign policies were throughout the 17th to 20th centuries. I kind of sit on what I imagine their relationship is like to be honest, cause I'm not...quite sure. So this is me kind of deciding on how I want it as I type. I hope its coherent. If not, please see my blog title...
This is long and practically a fic in of itself. Again. Again...
So. Female England and France. What's all this then?
She relies on him a lot when they're very young for guidance. She doesn't look up to her brothers, she's never quite sure she can trust them, but she initially does Francis, who is slowly but surely uniting and taking parts of the land for himself throughout the centuries until he's not the land of the Franks but simply France. They trade and converse and he's just so tall and grand and when Francis looks and smiles at you your tummy does a flip and you feel and warm and when he kisses -
But then his attention flits away, because England before 1066, or God, 1550, just didn't really matter in Europe. If it weren't for her wool she really would be worth nothing at all. And Francis only likes to operate around influencers and ambitious people. She is at the edge of every map, the edge of Christendom. Look at any mappa mundi and there she is, right on the bottom edge. Small, pretty (my goodness is she a pretty little thing, people won't stop invading her for a thousand years because she's the perfect place to make a home in), relatively wealthy yes, but not particularly engaging. She's a place to rest in, not to have an adventure. Adventure is beyond her shores. Here there be dragons, and all that jazz
The British Isles are in the South West border - can you see?
And mainland Europe has far more going for it, Italy and Spain and HRE and Flanders... and that's... fine... but then Scotland and Evelyn does what does best and gets intensely jealous and does a stupid adolescence thing and listens to the bloody Plantagenets and goes yeah, ravaging the French countryside is sure to bring his attention back to me and yeah maybe I do deserve more than half an island, the latter thought of which never quite leaves her. Things sort of start back up for a second with the Tudors and the early Stuarts, but after Charles I, it takes a hit and just never recovers until the 1840s.
Francis is undeniably a charmer, especially to girls, and he is shown to be a bit softer to them. I think, given how long they have known each other, they are genuine with each other, for better for worse, and that means when they get along, when Evelyn is less morbid and Francis more upfront and honest, they can genuinely get along.
They both like the finer things in life, albeit Francis can be a bit more snooty about it, she admires his ability to connect with his people in a way she just can't, his ability to somehow keep a cool head and navigate politics in a way she can't. Francis is a better politician and a better fighter than her. And he does have just an aura of being more put together than her, he's cracked some parts of nationhood that she just absolutely drops the ball regarding, which she resents.
She hates him for the duration of the 18th century until... I dunno... The July Revolution or so? Anyway, I think Evelyn really, really, really fucking hated Francis for a long time, either because people told her to, or she did genuinely see him as someone who existed only to take away the things that made her happiest.
He controlled where and when she could see Matthew, until it became so rare that she went to desperate measures to get to him, and Francis 'took' Alfred from her. She really doesn't have a lot of empathy; she can't see why Francis would do either of those things, aside from just to spite her. The problem with loneliness is it makes your world entirely yours. You end up becoming more and more self absorbed because there is nothing else to take up your head-space, no-one else occupies it. This is of course ends up affecting your behaviour and in a self perpetuating cycle.
I think Francis sees her as someone who genuinely does not know her place, and that doesn't mean he thinks she's lesser than necessarily, more in the sense of he sees how lost she is and how she fumbles around putting herself with people that will only serve to make her miserable, or reaching for ambitions that so obviously will just make her unhappy. He has seen her happy, he knows what makes her happier better than she does, and I think he pities her more than anything. Still thinks she's an opportunistic fuddy duddy too in love with the idea of her kids to actually see the reality and the little monsters she's created but... he understands her, far more than she understands him.
The fact that he pities her? Oh, that's why they will never truly get past that barrier. Her pride, that thing that holds what little she has together, won't allow it. Pity suggests she's less than, and she'll never forgive him for it. She'd still absolutely die for him when the 20th century comes round, mind you. Because she's a sentimental thing, and still dreams about sitting on a beach in Normandy with him, talking about what he remembers of Rome, and Francis saw her as a sharp relief from the pressures of Europe. Even now, though he gets endlessly frustrated with her dipping in and out of Europe as it pleases her as if she has no duty or responsibility to uphold; she can still sometimes feel like at the edge of the world, when he looks across the water and her white hills shine like beacons. Here there be dragons, and she's beautiful.
#fruk#hetalia#hws england#hws france#fem!england#historical hetalia#op#q&a#headcanon#apologies...for the length...i rambled....#fanfic ask
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My happy ending(SBI x Sibling!Reader)
Pairing: Platonic!SBI x Sibling!reader(C!Techno,C!Philza,C!Tommy,C!Wilbur)
Prompt:”Til death do us part” “even in the end, i was never alone”
A/N: I hope you enjoy. my requests are open!
It was always us five, Our parental figure Philza, Wilbur and Techno, Tommy and I.
“Til death do us part” I giggled, The family i had always known, Scattered out around me in the feild we had all just been running around, chasing each other, in. “Do you even know what that means, (Y/N)?” my brother Wilbur asked, chuckling. i sat up and looked over at him, “ i think so” i replied. “ dont people say it when they want to stay together forever?”. Wilbur sat up and looked over at me, Our other family members snickering as wilbur spoke. “your close enough” he replied. Slowly, i layed my head back down on my fathers chest, letting out a small sigh. “i wish we could stay like this forever..”
several years later, Two of my brothers began their own country, and along with that country came a war. the war was stressful, yet, when it finnally ended, the seeds of that new country grew into a safe place for all. With a final goodbye to my father and brother techno, i left to live in l’manburg.
“Wilbur! Tommy!” i exclaimed, dropping my bags at the entrance gate as i ran up to the two,hugging the two by the neck. “(Y/N)” the both laughed, hugging me back. letting the two go i looked up at them. “ ive come to live here with you guys” i exclaimed, giving the two small jazz hands. the two looked at eachother the burst out laughing, “ im so grateful you are” tommy began, grabbing me by the arm, tugging me along “im going to give you a tour”. letting out a chuckle, wilbur grabbed my bag and began to follow us.
Its been about a year, i grew close to my fellow citizens and even began to organize wilbur’s, documents when i had the spare time. I was so sure that wilbur would when the elections came up. When he was beat by 1% by a newcomer, jshlatt, I almost began crying. I did start crying when shlatts first decree was exiling my brothers. I was terrified when shlatt called me up to the stand and asked me to become his secretary, I was so sure i would share my brothers fate if i refused. The whole country was silent as they waited for my answer. Without a choice i accepted.
i sat in my house as i played my piano for niki and jack, two of my closest friends. A loud sharp knock was heard from my door and before either could answer the door for me, Shlatt and his little gang entered my home. “Where have you been (Y/N)?” Shlatt asked. Without stopping i responded “ i have no work today so i was spending time with my closest friends”. I continued to play the piano as shlatt and his lackies looked between each other, clearly uncomfortable with how i responded. “ I never said you had the day off” shlatt barked, he was trying to be intimidating as he threatened “ if you don’t ill have you executed”. I paused, turning my head around, to look him in the eyes as i responded. “ Id like to see you try, Big brother techno wouldn”t be to pleased with you”. my face turned into a tight malicious smile as i turned around and played the last few chords of the song i had been playing. Another knock sounded at my door, “ and that should be him right now” i stood up, dusting my skirt off as i walked to my front door, brushing past Quackity. “ Dad! Techno!” i exclaimed giving both a warm hug as i brought them into my house,walking straight past Shlatt, george and Quackity. My father and older brother sat down on the sofas with Niki and Jack while i took my position back at the piano. Looking back at the trio in my doorway, i gave another smile “ will you be joining us boys?” i asked cocking my head to the side. The trio sputtered out their seperate reasons not to and quickly left my house. the atmosphere quickly returning to the cheerful one from moments before.
After that incident, and two days ‘til the festival, Shlatt would try his hardest to fuck up my work, To get me to snap at him once more so he would have a reason to execute me. I would never let him get that satisfaction though.
It was the day of the festival, Everything was set up and perfect, or so i thought.
“ Tubbo, (Y/N). Come on up here would you two?”. he laughed. a knot formed in my stomach as tubbo and i made our way up to where shlatt stood. “Do you two know what we do to traitors” he asked, looking between the two of us the gesturing something to his vice presidents. Before we could move, we were incased in cobblestone. “ what the fuck shatt” i snarled, my surpressed rage finnally bubbling over. The bastard looked over at the crowd, And with a malicious smile he said “We kill them”. i swore and shouted at him as he had my own brother come up from the crowd to do the executing. Techno looked at me with sad eyes, trying to obviously convince himself to. “Its alright Tech, Just remember i love you all” My face in a weary smile as he finally shot.
i never thought that would be when i would lose my final cannon life. I floated in the warm darkness, reminicing on everything my family did up to that point. i gave myself a wistful smile as i thought “Even in the end,i wasnt alone. I had a family who loved me and some of the best friends you could ever ask for” And when my brother wilbur joined me in that inky darkness we chose to return to the land of the living, For his unfinished symphony and for my final happy ending.
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The Trinity with an S/O that has a Legendary Pokémon
Piers:
The moment you met Piers, his Obstagoon was in love with you
The big ol Pokémon loved your gentle hands
After dating for a few weeks, Piers had asked you about your own Pokémon
"Honey, where are your Pokémon? I've never seen you with your own..." he trailed off, giving you a side eyed look
You froze
Giving him an awkward smile, you answered
"..... I have one.... but it-" you didn't get to finish
Your Darkrai felt your uncomfortably, and popped out of its pokeball
And pushed you away from Piers and Obstagoon
Glaring at them and staying in front of you
You gave Piers another crooked smile
"See? My Pokémon..."
Que "jazz hands"
Piers was shocked, he looked over the legendary nightmare Pokémon
"It... how?"
You shrugged, "it just started following me one day... and it agreed to become my partner."
Darkrai just glared at the male, almost giving a disgusted look at Piers
You cooed gently at the Legendary, soothing its glare as it turned its gaze on to you.
It gave another little glance at Piers, then back at you, silently asking you if you were ok
"Darkrai, this is Piers, my boyfriend. And he means us no harm. Ok?"
The Pokémon let out a grunt, and stood to the side a bit
You smiled at Piers, who looked at you, his sweet s/o
And tried to compare you to this.... dark, dark Pokémon
"I suppose he was attracted to your light. Like me." He glanced at you
You felt your face flush and turned away and mumbled a 'thank you'
Piers took your hand in his, not looking at you
But you knew he was happy, due to giving your hand a tight squeeze
Darkrai on the other side of you, let out a huff
Which made you let out a giggle, gently patting it on the shoulder
It would take some getting used to but your dark good bois would soon get along.
Raihan
The Dragon Man stared at you...
Mostly at your belt, where one pokeball sat
You were cooking at your shared campsite
And felt his stare on you
"Rai. Stop staring at my-"
"For once, I'm not staring at your ass. Why do you have one pokeball? Just ONE?!"
Then he pointed at his own Pokémon, that were playing nearby
"They need a new friend!" He pouted abit at you, crossing his arms
You looked at Raihan, "Babe. I dont want you to spook it."
He rolled his eyes, "Spook it? Really? I-"
He didn't finish
Rayquaza popped out of its pokeball
Letting out a loud roar, then looked at Raihan
The Dragon Man had sparkles in his eyes
"YOUR POKÉMON IS RAYQUAZA!?"
The big dragon shrunk at the loud man, cowering behind you
The dragon never liked loud noises
You made a face at Rai, and gently petted your soft dragon
"Its not used to humans being loud. Thats why I didn't want to introduce you yet."
Rayquaza made quiet cooing noises, nudging itself closer to you
Raihan stood away abit, wiggling a bit, too excited to meet your only Pokémon
"Its too cute! Why haven't-" he stopped when you glared at him
He took a look at the dragon
The large Pokémon was quivering and trying to hide behind you
He frowned, 'This is the Pokémon that stopped Groudon and Kyogre from fighting?'
He quieted down and sat on a log, as you calmed down your partner
Once Rayquaza calmed down, it looked at the man, still a bit frightened at the loud small (Well compared to Rayquaza) human
Not wanting to make you angry or spook the Legendary, Rai turned his attention to the curry
The Dragon Pokémon looked at you, for reassurance
You gave it a nod, "He's just excited to meet you."
Taking another look at the, now quiet, man, Rayquaza, leaned it's head down, giving Rai a curious sniff
Rai looked up, giving your Pokémon a look over, and his eyes lit up, realizing the dragon was getting closer
Though this time Raihan didn't move, he let Rayquaza come to him
He held the ladle up, to let Rayquaza check out the curry
The Dragon Pokémon lapped up the small bit of curry
Happy with the taste, Rayquaza nudged Rai, asking for more
You stepped in, gently pushing the dragon away, "No, its not done yet. But go meet Rai's Pokémon. Go play."
Rayquaza looked at you then at Raihan, its lip quivering a bit
Raihan put his hands up, "Their the boss here, but don't worry, my partners are nice."
Rayquaza gave a happy growl, as you patted its side and it floated shyly over to play
Flygon and Duraludon moving closer to the shy dragon
The pair greeted Rayquaza, inviting it to play
"You had a Legendary Space Dragon, hanging from your belt. And never said anything to me about it. I'm honestly hurt."
You rolled your eyes, "your immediate reaction, is what I was afraid of, Rai. I knew that you'd get too hype about meeting it."
Raihan stood, letting the curry simmer, and pulled you close
"Im sorry but THAT," he pointed to your Pokémon playing with his own, "is fucking amazing."
You gave him a kiss, "Im glad you like it then. Hopefully it'll warm up to you more."
"Oh, plan on it!"
Leon
Lee noticed you cutting dates short
And didn't want to assume anything
But the amount of time you spent away from him was starting to alarm him
You both would be chillin at home or walking around together
And you'll just say "Oh! Babe, I need to leave, I have something to take care of."
AND YOU'D JUST LEAVE!!
Honestly, that's what he was supposed to do...
He hurts his own feelings when you say you gotta go
Leon gets lost in his head, racking up the different things you could be doing
And all of them go from good to bad to worse, in minutes
So one day, he decides to follow you!
Yes, brilliant plan, as long as he doesn't get lost in the process
So when you cut your guys lunch date short, Lee and Charizard followed you
Yes, his backup plan is to have Charizard keeping an eye out for you too
You led them to a clearing (unknowingly)
Smiling you reached in your bag and pulled out a pokeball
Leon perked up at this
It hit him
He had never seen YOU with a Pokémon!
You threw your pokeball in the air
Releasing Giratina, The Renegade Pokémon
The Ghost Dragon gave a coo at your sight, and bent its head down to nuzzle you
You giggled and gave the dragon's head a kiss
Leon, couldn't contain himself anymore
He stepped out from his hiding place
Charizard following
"Babe! You have a Legendary Pokémon!" He spoke, slowly walking to your side
Giratina wasn't having it
It stepped over you protectively, growling at Leon
Charizard reacted, pushing Leon behind him, sending a growl of his own
Lee patted Charizard, calming his friend
You did the same, gently speaking to Giratina, patting it's leg
The moments that followed were a bit awkward, silence hitting the clearing
Leon bit his lip, and looked at you
"So this is where you've been running off too?"
You nodded, "y-yeah. I wanted Giratina to get used to your presence before meeting you...."
Leon nodded, turning fully to you and your Pokémon
"Well, Giratina, I'm Leon. Your trainer's boyfriend. And I wanna be your friend too."
Giratina looked at Leon, then to Charizard
Charizard gave an encouraging nod, signaling that his partner was really genuine
Giratina leaned it's head down towards Leon, looking the man in the eyes
Lee gave the Pokémon a smile, and slowly reached his hand out
The Ghost Type looked at the hand, then closed its eyes, meeting the Champion's hand half way
Then quickly pulled back and turned, letting you and Leon step closer to one another
"I think that went well." You smiled, hugging Leon
He returned the hug, as Charizard walked over and sat in front of Giratina
The two Pokémon started to "talk" letting out soft growls and roars at one another
You and Leon sat a bit aways from them
The Champion still in awe of the Legendary
"How-"
You cut him off, "I was in the Sinnoh region visiting a friend, and I happened across it... odd I i know but... it was kind enough to want to be my friend I suppose. So... yeah..."
Leon looked at you, still in awe, "I knew you were amazing, but..." he trailed off gesturing to the, now relaxed Giratina
You chuckled, "Yeah I know..."
Leon smiled and gave you a kiss on the cheek
"Well now we can all sit together!"
Giratina and Charizard turned their attention to you both
The Ghost let out a roar, as if agreeing with Leon
I'm chose the Pokémon for this one, and personally Giratina is my favorite after Charizard. Charmander was my very first Pokémon, for Fire Red. Plus I thought it was a fun idea.
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Em I love u and almost all ur opinions on life and shit but goddamn. not like winter is a problem!!! I get that snow n ice is annoying on the road but its so pretty.... and you dont fuckign melt so whos the real winnter here (ha)
Anon I love you but you have got to understand one thing about me. I am hypersensitive to almost all stimuli. Being cold hurts like hell. Snow is pretty yes and if im, say, stuck inside with perhaps a fireplace and some soft jazz music I would love to watch the snow fall with my girlfriend under a warm blanket and maybe go look at it glitter in the night if there was a light shining on it. But if I have to leave the house in any capacity it will cause me actual pain and I do not like actual pain.
And don't leave here thinking I'm some huge proponent of summer, either. It's more tolerable to be outside (since I am primarily nocturnal) but sleeping? In the middle of the day?? A fucking NIGHTMARE in summer. I can't sleep if it's too hot and let me tell you, in this poorly insulated attic room with the sun beating down on the roof? It's sweltering. Hellish. I've had to resort to both a ceiling fan AND a portable air conditioning unit. Not looking forward to next summer bc I broke a wing off the fan while trying to put on a shirt towards the end of summer.
In conclusion fuck both of them.
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The Night we met
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Ooops I did it again another little snippet. Not much sense but I wanted to give it a try .
Warnings: Nothing much swearing , fluffy and funny.
Bold italics mean my female reader’s thoughts .
Today I was inspired , felt the vibe , procrastinated a little bit but got it done, Im a libra ♎️ go figure🤪. Reblog, like , comment. 🤗😘
Remember english is not my first language yada yada yada.
Elijah was playing the piano alongside the jazz band . He smiled , he really truly was happy when he was playing music. After the song was finished he went to the bar for a drink and in came a gorgeous woman dressed in green medical scrubs. She made a beeline to the bar and signaled the bar keep for a drink. She was petite , athletic ,equipped with the biggest pair of dark brown eyes and a smile that could brighten the darkest room.
“What will it be my dear” ? the bartender asked “Bourbon and make it a double please and thank you”. She spoke sweetly smilling at the bartender.
Elijah couldn’t resist talking to her . “Rough day I presume”? Y/N turned her head towards the very pleasant voice . Her ears felt hot and she thanked God that she decided to straighten her hair today before her was a man that she could’ve swore was made by the gods. ‘Lord Jesus help me’ she thought before speaking. “You have no idea”she downed her drink with one gulp hissing as the warm liquid burned her throat. “Oh dear , that bad huh”? He smirked .
She sighed as she spoke “Haven’t you ever thought about giving up on something? , Something that you wanted badly”?
“Once or twice I must admit”. He bit his lip as if deep in thought. “Thinking about quitting your job”? He questioned quickly dismissing the sadness that suddenly took hold of him.
‘Damn... he bit his lip and did his tongue just swirled around it?, Stop,Christ Y/N stop looking at him like that and answer’. “What makes you think that”? She clear her throat. She signaled the bartender for another drink.
“Well... one must conclude that by the way you are going through those” he gestured to her second bourbon “and they way you are dressed it must be job related am I correct?”
‘Well I’ll be damned am I projecting my misery that bad .FML’
She ran her finger through the rim of her now empty glass “You are right , I have thought about quitting, its just” .. she paused, “ I love my job , I would gladly do it again if I had the chance to choose but sometimes it’s very frustrating”.
“Then why haven’t you?, if I may ask”.Enticing a look from her big doe eyes.
“Because I love to help people and even though the system is broken , to me the very definition of broken suggests that something can be fixed , don’t you agree”?She spoke softly.
His eyes widen in surprise he nodded .
“Its my incurable disease” she face palmed herself. “People tell me I should just work ,do what I can and go home. You know be selfish and think only about me and I just can’t , its not in my system . Im the shoulder that everyone leans on but where’s my shoulder. I often have asked myself if there is something wrong with me” she lowered her eyes to the empty glass and ordered another.
Elijah was baffled to say the least this woman not only was beautiful but kind hearted and his mirror image in every way.
Her frustration and sadness was tangible and he suddenly felt the need to comfort her.
“There is nothing wrong with you , you are just doing what it is in your nature to do . You are a healer and I think that you are an exquisite rare find” he said making her gasp.
‘Thats the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me’
“Thank you” she whispered while tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear. Totally forgetting that they were beet red.
“Here you go dear”the bartender gave Y/N her drink and she down it quickly hissing again.
Elijah smiled again she was simply adorable blushing left and right “I think that’s enough for the night” he signaled the bartender to not serve her anymore making the old man smile.
“Yeah me too” she conceded , “Sir ... How much do I own you ”?
“Nothing dear , its been taken care off” he winked at her.
“Did you do this” ? she asked Elijah.
“Maybe” he gave her another smile.
Could this man be more gorgeous ,how was this possible he seemed nice and into her but , that couldn’t be it now could it? He was well...he was freaking delicious and she was nowhere near his league. She grew impossibly nervous.
Elijah felt her sudden distress, “Are you alright” ? concern showing on his chiseled face.
“Yes I can’t be here with you err I mean ,I need to go home” . Y/N went to get out of the stool when the drinks kicked in and she felt dizzy. She tripped on her own feet brazing herself for the embarrasment of the century but it never came . She was pulled impossibly close to his chest were she looked up at him . “Im sorry ... I’m a bit clumsy” he smelled so so good ‘was that cologne or did he smelled like that naturally’.
“May I escort you home?”He held onto her waist to steady her footing.
‘God yes , you may’
“Oh god no ... I mean its ok , I’m alright you dont have to” .She answered quickly cursing herself in her head .
‘Fuck I’m so retarded’
Elijah took her chin on his hand and lifted her face so he could look at her in the eye , “I insist, I want to make sure you make it home safely”his knuckles graced her cheek. She swooned.
‘ Yes .. baby take me home ... Oh god so much for alcohol encouragement’
“Thank you , really ,but its not necessary”. She suddenly felt like the room was small .
“It was a pleasure meeting you , thank you for the talk , for listening , for everything... uhhh yeah” blushed again .
‘You’re spiraling stupid , he’s way out of your league, walk away now and preserve your dignity’ She turned to walk away . When his voice stopped her again.
“Im Elijah by the way” he out stretched his hand for her to shake his. Once she did he took her hand and brushed his soft lips against her knuckles “Elijah Mikealson and the pleasure was all mine” he finished with a smirk.
“Holy fuck I’m never washing this hand again”
Completely speechless she nodded, turned and walked away from him towards her car the quickly .
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I couldn’t think of a title 🤦♀️help me, please. (Goes to hide while people read)
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tell us more of ur think tank hcs i personally am at the edge of my seat
HELL YEAH ALRIGHT HERE WE GO. some of these might be against canon in some way but that's your fault for trusting me with this
ALSO, AS USUAL, I HAVE TO APOLOGIZE. THIS GOT VERY LONG. when i think about the tanks i go fuckin wild with it
starting with pride headcanons to get the ball rolling
all the tanks are nonbinary, but additionally, dala is a trans woman and 0 is a trans man
8 hates gender he fucking hates it. every day he wakes up and says "today i will make gender my bitch" and then he does. he says this in the game too you just don't know cuz he only speaks in static (don't factcheck this)
if you ask 8 what pronouns she uses, they will shrug and give you a "i dunno" noise. sometimes it'll make a non-committal hand movement and some unintelligible noises. good luck
god this bitch (borous) is gay! good for him! good for him.
he's also intersex! i don't remember where we got that hc but i like it and im holding onto it
okay but borous calls himself bi because yeah Men, but he also loves dala very much and doesn't want to misgender her. also as previously stated, 8's main goal is to confuse everyone about their gender so the tanks all stick with mspec labels to be on the safe side. you never know what'll happen. gender is a ticking time bomb
bi gang: klein, borous, 0
pan gang: dala, mobius
don't ask her about any of her identities she doesn't know the answer either: 8
have i gone off about polytank dynamics enough? i don't think so
8 and dala started dating first because horny bitches gravitate towards each other. they can also "pass" as a "straight couple" so hopefully no one at work will look at them and call them slurs. hopefully
klein and borous knocked things out of the park for being the first gay scientists ever
8 and dala became polyam icons and pulled 0 in. trans bitches gravitate towards each other
klein and borous did the same with mobius. bitches with facial hair gravitate towards each other
???????
idk and then all six of them started dating somehow. the end
somewhere along the way klein and 8 were like "i like you a little too much" and now they're inseparable
okay anyway. misc hcs
ive mentioned this before but when i pretend everything is in modern times, 0 is a tiktokker and he thrives on the attention and making fun of his coworkers on the internet
"watching steven universe repeatedly when i felt even slightly bad transed my gender" - doctor 8 old world blues
i just remembered i made a carrd for the tanks as if they were kinnies in their early to mid 20s
8 kinned pearl su. borous kinned werewolf cookie. 0 kinned rimmer red dwarf. mobius kinned... morbius forbidden planet. obviously. klein refused to put his kins on it. DID DALA KIN FROM DANGANRONPA
i think at one point we had a half-joking hc where klein gets nauseous if he sees blood
and then that changed to he can't see others blood, only his own
while borous can't see his own blood, but he's fine seeing other ppl's
i know borous said that gabe barked at everyone, but i think gabe trusts the other tanks because he knows borous does
borous set up a kissing booth with gabe. the crowd goes wild
when the tanks get together they usually go to klein's. he's the leader or something. also he has a fucking bar in his house.
he complains about them the whole time but you can really tell he loves having people over. why else would he deck his house out like that? he LOVES hosting stuff. house husband
if you saw my chart where i said klein would rather die than do dishes, i was so wrong. his house is pristine. its easily the cleanest
klein's love language is acts of service. he goes over to his partners' houses when they feel awful and clean stuff up for them when they can't. he also makes them food if they want it. he only complains a little, but you can tell he's mostly teasing
did you know klein has five mugs in his kitchen in-game. he's literally prepared to host his partners at any given moment.
the group have learned that letting 8 come over when their house is a mess is a Huge mistake. it goes from 8 trying to help "tidy up" to "im going to put your books and albums in alphabetical order by artist also your clothes are going to be hue-sorted"
"8 why are there only 8 books on each of my bookshelves"
"it looks better"
"it literally does not"
8 can no longer stomach going into 0's house
on the other hand, 0 hates staying in 8's house. the ticking of all their clocks is sensory hell
on 80 date nights they have to do rock-paper-scissors for which house they go to. or they go out. they love each other but their houses drive the other fucking nuts
oh speaking of their houses. yes dala said she didn't like Literal Teddy Bears but that is null and void considering she has teddies in her house
and she has 5 on her bed. five of them :)
she named all of them after her partners! its mostly cute but there is a slight bit of concern because they know what she does with them <__<
not that 8 has any place to judge. mobius found batteries under its pillow once. all 8 said was "they can vibrate." mobius regrets touching them.
i don't know what to say about dala's mannequins i don't have anything funny im just scared
WHY ARE 0 AND KLEIN THE ONLY ONES WITH BATHROOMS IT DRIVES ME INSANE 0'S BATHTUB ISNT EVEN LAYING DOWN ITS AGAINST THE WALL WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT GENERATOR IN HIS BATHROOM DO THE OTHER TANKS JUST SHIT OUTSIDE I'M SEEING RED
mobius and 0 are both into robotics, and they worked together to make muggy, so they've had date nights where they mainly tinker with electronic things.
0 gets very excited when he makes a breakthrough, and seeing that warms mobius's heart. mobius made a habit of kissing 0 on the forehead or squeezing 0 into a hug when they figure things out.
(0 remembers he likes men.) 😳
dala/klein date nights are essentially just them drinking and gossiping chatting
i asked polycule for some more, so here are ones from your local think tank kinnies
borous -
"klein and borous both like classical music in very different ways. klein mostly likes it to feel smart (see: wheatley) but he just started associating it with the others so it felt nicer And borous just likes it bc hes borous"
klein also likes jazz, but so do all the rest of them
8 has a cochlear implant
"dala likes dressing up to look pretty (see: runway) but is personally embarrassed by it (until she gets encouragement) bc she feels like the others dont support that"
"0 loves collecting and reading those stupid magazines with the birthday party products and themes that ud wanna buy from as a kid but are way too expensive"
"mobius has a secret love for puppetry and will try to bring it up sometimes whenever he can. hes made 3 separate sets of the other tanks as puppets and they freak 0 out"
"borous, in an attempt to better his faults, has started learning from dala and 8 on how to take care of plants instead of what he did before. his basement turns into a cool little green house cozy cuddle area"
"to add on: 8 gardens to cope whenever hes alone bc (projects onto ur kin) he mood drops very fast when alone"
"mobius likes dressing in cozy sweaters and fancy stuff"
0 -
"0 doesn't like anal that much" (thanks.)
dala -
"their new rap album called boyz in the tanks" (THANKS.)
and to top things off, :) here are the normal names for them all, created primarily by our borous kinnie
klein - Ernest Klein (nicknamed ernie)
mobius - Wilbert Mobius (nicknamed bert)
borous - James H. Borous (nicknamed jamie)
dala - Dala Theodore (HER NICKNAME IS TEDDY ITS GENIUS)
8 - Emmett Handley (nicknamed 8 + emmy)
0 - Robert O'Barrick (nicknamed 0/O + robbie (HIM SHARING HOUSE'S NAME IS INTENTIONAL. HE'S TRANS HE PICKED HIS NAME WHY DID HE DO THIS))
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Max in the Black Lodge: A Life is Strange / Twin Peaks Crossover.
Part 2
Chloe headed through a gap in the trees, panning her flashlight to either side rather than in front of her. It was this that led to her literally walking straight into the man she had completely failed to notice. Chloe's heart froze and her blood ran like ice. Who the fuck could she have run into in the middle of the woods at night other than Max?
Regaining some measure of composure, she pushed herself away from the man, and brought her flashlight to bear on him. The sharp weathered features of a well built, grey haired native american in a Sheriff's department uniform were illuminated.
The man winced as the beam from Chloe's flashlight dazzled him. He put his hand on Chloes and gently but inexorably lowered the light beam from his face. His companion approached, a younger man but still with hair peppered with gray. He too wore the uniform of the Twin Peaks Sheriff's department. It was he who spoke first;
"Hey Hawk, have we found them?".
"I think so Bobby, according to the descriptions i got from Margaret i think this is Chloe"
"What about the other one? Max?".
"We got seperated, have you seen her?" Chloe blurted out, her head swimming. What were the cops doing out here? Why were they looking for them in particular? and how had they managed to find each other in an enormous forest which stretched all the way into Canada?
The older man, deputy Hawk looked concerned. "when did you become separated?" he asked.
Chloe had to think, she and Max had stuck together for most of the hike up into the hills but as the darkness set in, they'd taken slightly different paths around obstacles and before they had known it, they were no longer in sight of each other. It had almost been like the forest itself had gently and insidiously prised them apart and set them on divergent paths.
"I don't know" she stammered, and it was true, when it came down to it she had no idea how long she and Max had been wandering the woods separately.
Hawk looked at her kindly, an experienced woodsman as well as having a lifelong experience of Twin Peaks and its surroundings gave him an understanding of how strange things could get out here in the woods, especially for the unprepared or unwary. He was just glad that he and Bobby had found the first of the two girls without any harm coming to them.
"Bobby, get onto base and let them know we've located Chloe and she's ok. We're gonna continue on to find Max. And Bobby, make sure Lucy gives Margaret a call".
"Right away Hawk" Deputy Bobby Briggs answered and thumbed the transmit key on his radio.
"We took a call from Margaret, the woman you met in the Diner earlier".
"The one with the Log?".
"Lucy, it's Bobby, are you receiving? over".
"Yes, she told us she'd relayed a message to you and that you'd run off into the woods".
"We've located one of the girls, Chloe".
"Later, her log felt that there was something seriously amiss so she called us at the Sheriff's department".
"Yes, that's the one".
"So me and Bobby came to find you, there are hidden darknesses to this place".
"Yeah, this forest has been giving me the creeps for hours".
"No Lucy, i don't think she's a natural blue".
Bobby had raised his eyes to the heavens in exasperation.
"Im worried about Max, what have we got ourselves into?".
"Lucy, just put it on the damn form as 'Dyed', Tell Harry we're proceeding onwards, and get poor Margaret on the horn and let her know what's going on".
"A lot of things happened here a few years ago Chloe, We need to press on but i'll explain as we go."
Deputy Hawk motioned for Chloe to follow him and he began to tell Chloe about the strange history of Twin Peaks. Bobby followed silently to the rear. He had been a high school senior through the entire episode and it had been a tumultuous and traumatic time for him which he didn't feel like contributing to. He was lost in his own thoughts, heading he knew for the very place his own father Air Force Major Garland Briggs had disappeared from never to be seen again.
So Chloe learned that night about this strange town, about Laura Palmer's murder by her father Leland, Leland's own death, the investigations by FBI Agent Dale Cooper, Dale Cooper's own disappearance, reappearance, disappearance again. About Wyndam Earle, about The Black Lodge and "Bob".
Christ and she'd thought Arcadia Bay was fucked up. Why had Rachel and Frank come to this place? (Apart from Norma Jennings' heavenly Cherry Pie) and why had Rachel disappeared again? On top of it all, where was Max? Please God let her be safe, Chloe couldn't even bear to picture being alone again.
The room was neither cold nor warm, and the sounds of soft Jazz permeated the air, the hypnotic shuffle beat having an almost soporific effect on Max. She looked around to take in her surroundings. A second ago she'd been in the woods at night freezing her nipples off in the autumnal chill of North Washington State and now she was.... Well now she was sure she was tripping, she was in a room. The tiled floor was an eye bending zigzag pattern of black and white and the entire space was ringed with heavy crimson drapes. There were few furnishings. 4 easy chairs, a statue and a small table with a bowl in it.
If it had just been the surroundings and the circumstances, then Max might have been able to not freak out. But it was the fact that the room was not empty that made her wonder why she felt so fucking calm. Why everything seemed to happen slowly and calmly and in silence. An almost cloying serenity when her very soul should be clawing at the back of her head before making a bolt for the nearest exit.
Sitting in the chair in front of her, in a dapper red velvet suit was the oddest little man Max had ever seen, his head swaying in time to the music. To his right sat Rachel Amber, silent and unreacting to Max's presence. She simply sat, a benignly neutral expression on her face, looking over at the occupant of the chair opposite to her, on the dwarf's left.
Mark Jefferson.
Similarly oblivious to Max's arrival, he sat looking over at Rachel and Max's stomach churned with hatred for that despicable man, what he'd done to her in the dark room, what he'd done to Kate and those other poor girls he'd groomed then drugged. And how he'd manipulated Nathan into trying the same thing with Rachel with (Prior to Max's temporal intervention) fatal consequences for them both. How he'd killed Chloe, and Nathan, and Victoria and driven Kate to take her own life. But still Max felt like a puppet in somebody else's show. she still stood there just taking this bizarre scene in. The little man began rubbing his hands.
And laughed, the sound strangely distorted, almost reversed in sound, like the backing to one of The Beatles' more psychedelic studio explorations.
"S'TEL KCOR" The little man clapped his hands once.
"I EVAH DOOG SWEN! TAHT MUG UOY EKIL SI GNIOG OT EMOC KCAB NI ELYTS". He motioned his head towards Rachel.
"S'EHS YM NISUOC, TUB T'NSEOD EHS KOOL TSOMLA YLTCAXE EKIL LEHCAR REBMA?".
Max spoke for the first time since her arrival.
"But it is Rachel Amber. Are you Rachel Amber?"
"I LEEF EKIL I WONK REH, TUB SEMITEMOS YM SMRA DNEB KCAB". Rachel appeared pained as she said this.
"S'EHS DELLIF HTIW STERCES, EREHW ER'EW MORF EHT SDRIB GNIS A YTTERP GNOS, DNA S'EREHT SYAWLA CISUM NI EHT RIA".
The little man sprang from his chair as the music in the room began to not so much get louder but simply permeate Max's consciousness more and began to dance. Backwards. Max became lost and hypnotised by the scene, losing all track of time or reality.
Chloe's chest felt like it was on fire, the two policemen were setting a brisk pace through the woods, Hawk darting his eyes this way and that before deciding on a course. Like a hunter on the scent. Bobby had taken up station towards the rear.
"Christ, i'm hella unfit, i really should quit smoking".
"Just a little further Chloe, i think we are close. can you feel it in the air? like static electricity".
"Hawk" Bobby called out sharply, "is that a light off to the left?".
"Max!" Chloe called out as Hawk veered off to the left to investigate the light. No answer. Not even the hooting of the owls. Their damned racket had been driving Chloe nuts but now she missed their reassuringly natural presence. The watchful, expectant silence of the woods worked on her anxiety like a violent catalyst causing it to well up inside her like a tsunami choking, smothering, cloying and overwhelming. She staggered, her head reeling with every conceivable fear her subconscious could throw in front of her eyes. The strong arms of Officer Briggs caught her before she could topple over completely and Chloe allowed herself to be gently guided forward into the little sycamore ringed clearing Hawk had led them to.
The little clearing with the smouldering campfire. Max's discarded flashlight, still on. Max's bag.
But no Max.
#llifeisstrange#life is strange#chloe price#lis#max caulfield#pricefield#rachel amber#life is strange fanfiction#twin peaks#fanfic
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I watched Joker tonight and typed out my thoughts as they occurred to me. Unedited; typos are guaranteed. I did this a few months ago and really enjoyed looking back at my thought process and I wanted to do it again so that I can look back and know that what I feel is real and true in my darkest times.
You're welcome to skip this; it's under a cut for ease of doing so. Warnings for occasional sexual comment lmao. There’s no self shipping in this, I don’t think.
word count: 2, 575.
I’M SOBBING and I’ve only just pressed play.
Heart squeeze Chest much ow
THERE HE IS
✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨
Nooooo baby omg don’t pretend - let yourself hurt if it hurts. Don’t pretend.
Carnival Carnival Carnivalllllllll 😍😍😍😍😍
I am a Simp for one clown and his name is Carnival
Someone help him, I????
That sign hit Arthur as hard as my love for him did ksksksk
MY EYES BE LEAKIN💔💔💔💔💔
bb nooooo
Oh honey let me kiss those bruises and replace the marks of violence with love, hm? You’re safe with me.
Breathe, my love. Don’t fight the laughter. Let it out, let yourself go.
Screams into a pillow because????? much sad must kiss
“have you been keeping up with your journal?” LIKE HE HAS TIME
oHHHHH boi’s close to losing his shit
Do it, Artie. Give ‘em hell.
“I think I did” YOU TELL HER!!💖💖💖
I want to be his cigarette. Where’s Satan??? I got a new deal for my blackened soul which he took at half price😂😂😂😂
I’d have my hand between the door and his head so fuckin fast I swear
“I just don’t wanna feel so bad anymore” yep SAME
ohhhh peekaboo🥺🥺🥺
this makes me giggle ksksksk i watch this scene when i feel sad bc it always makes me happy for the time it’s on
he’s so good with kids; he doesn’t have to try and think about what’s funny, he just does it, he’s himself and it works
FUCK OFF LADY CAN’T YOU SEE HE’S STRUGGLING????
give
him
back
his
card
casually wrinkling my nose against tears lmao
ohhh the way he looks up at those stairs from the bottom
i can feel his exhaustion
me too, my love
step step step step
god i wanna get him the fuck outta gotham
and into my arms and a soft, warm blanket
“eat. you need to eat” LITERALLY WHAT I TELL MYSELF EVERY DAY IN HIS VOICE BC OTHERWISE I JUST WOULDNT EAT???? I’m losing so much weight asdfghjk its not enough tho
SUPAH RATS
Did Arthur come up w that joke or was it actually a Murray joke????
HIS VOICE IS SO SOFT IM CRY??🥺🥺🥺🥺
“I WAS PUT HERE TO SPREAD JOY AND LAUGHTER”
YOU DO BABY, YOU DO!!!! EVERY FUCKING DAY!!!!
go deepthroat a cactus randall - youre already a bit of a prick so🙃🙃🙃
“THE GUYS THINNK YOU’RE A FREAK BUT I LIKE YOU”
HOYT. YOU CAN GO SIT ON A CACTUS TOO
FUCK OFF
😡😡😡😡
“WHY WOULD ANYONE STEAL A SIGN”//”WHY DOES ANYONE DO ANYTIHNG?” HOYT YOU’RE SO FUCKING ILLOGICAL HERE IM????? ERIKA DOES NOT (ALSO WILL NOT LMAO IM A STUBBORN BIITCH) COMPUTE
Can arthur fuck me like he pounds the trash/????����🥵👀
those dark curls.... that crooked tooth... must kiss.🥺🥺🥺
pennys casual cruelty makes me so fucking angry
foreshadowingggggg ~ *JAZZ HANDS*
ugh the way he dances with that gun im👀🥵🥵🥵
he enjoys the power of it and his breathing gets deeper asdfghjk
clumsy baby omggggg i just COOED 🥺🥺🥺🥺
okay maybe im stupid but i genuinely dont understand this “senior who needs to graduate” skit i’m??? how is being an intro to western civ student funny im???? someone explain???
but also dont bc fuck that guy lmao arthur’s hilarious
true millenial humour (and brit humour lmao we’re dark asf)
THE WAY ARTIE TWIRLS HIS FINGERS AROUND HIS HAIR AND DANCES IN HIS SEAT IM???🥺🥺🥺
wanna curl up on his lap at night when hes writing and go to sleep with a
blanket around our bodies🥺🥺🥺🥺
when arthur wears a shirt at home you KNOW it’s a daydream
THAT CROOKED TOOTH IM WANT KISS.
WAIT IS IT CALLED STAND UP COMEDY BC YOU STAND UP... AND ITS COMEDY???
23 FUCKING YEARS, PEOPLE... TO REALISE THAT🙄
WHEN CARNIVAL CAME ON SCREEN I NTHE HOSPITAL I MADE A PORNOGRAPHIC NOISE LMAO I LOVE HIM SO MUCH
IF YOURE HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT, SHOOT MURRAY
WOOPS WRONG LYRICS
😂
“doctor of laughter”🥺🥺🥺🥺
doctor i have a case of the Big Sad can you... do an exam? 😉😏
NO BB DONT BEAT YOUR HEAD UP THERES PRECIOUS CARGO IN THERE
in what world does chucking cold greasy chips in a girls hair being “nice”???
lmao fuck these guys
ohhh honey breathe. dont fight it, my love, just breathe.
my heart’s breaking for you, you sweet thing🥺🥺🥺
i love you so so so so so so so much ugh you’re an actual fucking angel
just breathe darling
i need to get you a cup of tea with honey in it, your throat must be so sore
ohhhh baby im so sorry
i’d take every single punch if i could
i’d die for you
i wish i could protect you
i wish i could look after you
and take all those hits
and kill those guys for you
im so sorry
sobbingggg
YES GOOD MAN THANK YOUUU
KILL THOSE ASSHOLES LMAO DESERVED IT
yeah i have a grey morality... im similar to deadpool in that way tbh
carnival comin’ to kill your insecurities
8 bullets in a 6 chamber???? mm-hm
DONT FORGET YOUR BAG THATS EVIDENCE
AND THE WIG
RUN BABY RUNNNNNNN
GO GO GO GOOOOOOOOOOOO
RUN LIKE THE WIND BULLSEYE
THE SOUND OF HIS FEET SLAPPING THE PAVEMENT IM👀
OOOOOH JOKER’S WAKIN’ UUUUUUP
fuck he’s so hypnotic
the way he runs his hand down his lower stomach asdfghj🥵
must kiss the inner tendons on his wrists and lick the blood off his face
must kiss
he moves like water
fuck hes so fluid
bathroom scene = the scene in which my heart and vagina clench at the same time
im WANT
T POSEEEEEEEE
“i still owe you for that, dont i?”
PUNCH OUT IS MY FAVOURITE THING E V E R
D O N T S M I LE
UGH I FUCKING HATE being told to smile if i don’t fucking want to so BIG mood
PLEASE SHUSH ME THE WAY YOU JUST SHUSHED PENNY IM???
but also dont lmao bc i’ll think you’re mad at me and i’ll hide in the bedroom for the rest of the day lmao i’m sensitive✨✨✨
i wanna sit on his lap and still his bouncing knees
“thats not funny”
fuck off penny yes it is
I JUST CHOKED ON MY COFFEE IM???
“but i do” god the P O W E R
ugh that fucking sexist piece of shit comedian can choke “women look at sex like buying a car” 🤢🤮🤢🤢🤮
chauvinistic pigs can die thanks
his lil trip upstage im cry🥺🥺🥺
ohhh baby. just breathe, darling. it’s okay to be scared. dont fight it. just breathe.
he and i both cover our mouths when we laugh/smile in the exact same way and it makes me feel closer to him
how can they think hes laughing at himself when hes literally gagging????
people only see what they wanna
the Penny imitation is👌👌👌
s m i l e
i remember when i came home from seeing this for the first time, i got home and dropped to my knees to cry in the bathroom. it was such an emotional release and so much love and i played smile to try to make myself smile but i only made myself cry harder lmaooooo ~
smile and thats life are my go-to songs if i gotta cheer tf up
danger sign = neither works
he looks so soft after his “date”🥺🥺🥺
“thats life” yeah but murray you dont even leave the studio so how do you know????
ngl arthur’s anger scares me.
anyone so much as raise their voice at me and i’ll cry really bad and i will shut myself away for the rest of the day and quiet anger terrifies me so his banging abt in the kitchen would freak me tf out😲
angry bb😭
he controls his anger so fast though omgggg ~
that soft please sends me
idk where it sends me lmao
down below probably
BARE FACED CARNIVAL OMG THIS SCENE IS SO CUTE
I LOVE THE MATCHING COLOURS ON ARTHUR AND BRUCE TOO ???
okay but the implication that arthur always carries a clown nose on him is🥺🥺🥺
hes such a good clown im?????
lmao im enjoying the show more than bruce is skskskk
arthur’s lil chuckle makes me🥺
his HUMMING im??? soft?????
his brows are so strong and dark omggg ~ he’s so beautiful
OKAY i’ll be honest i’ve seen this alfred/bruce scene and the thomas bathroom scene later on and the penny flashback scene a 100 times and i still dont fucking understand what did or didnt happen regarding arthur’s parentage im????
ive seen interpretations to say he is thomas’ son and some to say he isnt and i still cant decide so? im stupid i guess 🙃
“a clown thing?” the s a s s
“it’s exit only” yeah so’s my ass🙃
if i was there in the hospital room i woulda turned that tv off as soon as i realised what clip was gonna play
murray’s cruelty is d i s g u s t i n g
lmao hes an asshole
arthurs lil clap from joyyyyy ~ 🥺🥺🥺
did i say murray???
i meant m u r r a t
🙃🙃🙃
sneaky baby
wayne hall either has super bad security or arthurs v quick on his feet
🤔🤔🤔🤔
he looks so good in red omggg ~
f o r e s h a d o w i n g
arthurs smile when hes watching chaplin is how he smiles when we all gush to each other abt him and ourselves!!!
hes so cuuuuuute🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😭😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰
“told me what”
ohhhh honey🥺🥺 im so sorry. “crazy” is a trigger word for arthur; it made him start laughing in the bathroom with thomas
“touch my son again ill fucking kill you” yeah?? touch my arthur again and i’ll fucking kill you🙃🙃🙃🙃
^^^ that ones a joke do not come at me
the clerk in arkham was nice to arthur - he, gary and sophie are the good gothamites.
none of it was enough to stop his descent into joker, though, and i’d even say it was too late right at the beginning of the film, too...
his sock puppet thingy “they cut all those” is such a Joker thing to doooo ~
the way arthur’s laughing in the hall at arkham turns into sobbing is gut-wrenching omg the poor thing😭
i wanna hug him and protect him and help him to process this in a healthy way
sweetheart, if i could take all of your pain and put it onto me... i so would. i’d do it in a heartbeat.
i wanna get you into a hot shower, make you some food and sit and listen to you. we can either sit in silence or you can talk to me, my love, and you will be heard and understood and loved.
“i had a bad day”
IT’S OKAY I DIDNT NEED MY HEART ANYWAY OMG YOU POOR SWEET INNOCENT THING IM LOVE YOU🥺💔
THAT ENTIRE LATE NIGHT SCENE LAUGH/SOBBING GOT ME -
💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔
i just wanna hold you and protect you and help you and love you
I’m so fucking sorry, darling. i wish i could take it all away from you
“i havent been happy one minute of my entire fucking life”
NO ONE SHOULD LOOK THAT ANGELIC AFTER COMMITING MATRICIDE IM????
get
that
fucking
gun
away
from
your
face
boi dont test me ill fucking go feral or - no, tell you what, i’ll point the gun at me and see how you like it
im looking respectfully at the green speckled undies scene....👀👀👀
“coming” 😏😏😏
“my mum died im celebrating” and “i stopped taking my medication” and you STILL stayed in the apartment with Arthur????? dudes those are 🚨🚨🚨 signs
woe betide anyone who underestimates arthur fleck lmaoooo
randalls death scene makes me laugh every time omg i feel so vindictive
get WRECKED
i wanna lick the blood off his face. i really want to
ngl i think i have a blood kink...
“dont look just go” ME WITH MY ACNE WHEN I SEE IT IN THE MIRROR 😂😂😂😂
JOKERJOKERJOKERJOKER
ASDFGHJKL
J
O
K
E
R
ERIKA.EXE HAS STOPPED WORKING
JOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERRRRRR
😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 MY BABY MY MAN OMG THERE HE IS IM CRY???????😭🥺😭🥺😭🥺
my mind is literally blank rn im just staring and crying and smiling so hard my face hurts????? im love him so so so so much
sweet thing’s so used to pain he gets HIT BY A CAR AND KEEPS GOING????
I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU
hghhhhhhhhhhhhhh
euirrrrrrgkjbgkfbirsghigrbugr
*incoherent keyboardsmash to portray utter love*
ohhh baby no dont cry. oh honey😭 i wanna sit on your lap and kiss your tears away
“i love dr sally”
you have a WIFE at home
“DO YOU REMEMBER?” THAT WAS YOUR CUE TO APOLOGISE LMAO GET FUCKED MURRAT
he’s so CUTE
omgggg ~
my hearts gonna give out its SQUEEZING SO HARD IT HURTS
YOU MOCK THEM, BABY!!! THEY GOT IT COMING
“i wanna get it right” hes so passionate
my comments have deceased in number bc im just too starstruck and in love to even think clearly lmao
jokers all i know rn and this is the most peaceful ive felt in WEEKS
im sobbing
ugh fuck this hurts so BAD
youre speaking the truth, darling. im so so proud of you and i love you so much
“THEY COULDNT CARRY A TUNE TO SAVE THEIR LIVES” LMAO INSIDE JOKESSS
literally sobbing right now ugh what the fuck youre in so much pain and in the middle of a breakdown and no one saw you
ugh baby im so sorry, you deserve so much better
you tried so hard and you were gonna fall no matter what
IN THE WHITE ROOM
“hi” baby they cant hear you but im COOING 🥺🥺🥺🥺
you’re so fucking cute
say the word and ill burn gotham to the fucking ground for you
i wanna sit atop that car and cradle your head in my lap and wipe the blood off your face and help you stand up and be there for you and and and😭😭😭😭😭😭 i love you so so so much.
i’d be so much worse off without you in my life. you brought a splash of colour which has never dimmed or faded. it never will.
b l o o d s m i l e
=
im wearing my inside on the outside now and it still hurts
angel💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔
i see you and your pain. i love you.
i see you, angel.
his genuine laughter is🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
that cute lil “ksksks” he does im🥺🥺🥺
i always laugh with him omg the two of us are laughing together ugh its the closest i will ever get to sharing in his joy
t h a t ‘s l i f e
i love the hallway daaaaaaaaaaaaaance ~
them hips dont lie😉😉😉
i love you i love you i love you i love you omg the sun’s like a halo ugh i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you im singing along to thats life while i type out how much i love you at 220am lmaooooo ~
i l o v e y o u
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SKETCHY SATURDAY PROMPT! 11-07-2020
Friends, followers, and fans! It is once again that time. Anon is off, the askbox is open, and we are collecting requests for Sketchy Saturday!
Can you believe we have three whole months of Sketchy Saturday behind us now? We’ve been doing this a quarter of a year. That’s fucking amazing. Y’all are fucking amazing. I love that this is still going, and this being the first week of a new month we’re gonna be kicking off with a pallet challenge!
Why? Because they’re easy on the artist’s brain and I like to give myself a softball on the first week XD
To send a valid Sketchy Saturday request this week, you’ll need to send in an ask that includes the following:
The character you’d like drawn
---- All characters welcome, so long as it’s Fallout!
---- Any game!
---- OC’s welcome as well! [If you send in an OC, please send reference material to my Tumblr IM, NOT the askbox]
The letter-number code for one of the pallets below
---- Worried about picking the same pallet as someone else? Feel free to list up to 3 pallets in your ask, in order of preference, to help the artist avoid repeats
---- Can’t choose at all? Send in Dealer’s Choice and the artist will pick for you <3
If you send in a request, Please Do:
Be patient. We’re averaging about 20 requests per weekend, now. I am but one artist, and while I am dedicated to spreading joy, there’s only so fast I can work while keeping the quality up <3
Be kind. Say please and thank you, reblog the finished art when its up, make encouraging noises in the tags [or not in the tags IDGAF it’s your blog], all that jazz. Shit like that fucking fuels me and warms my soul.
Understand that I may not get to everyone. As said, we’re averaging 20 or so requests a weekend now. Sometimes I can’t get to everyone. Folks who get dropped one week will be boosted in priority the next week if they request again. I DO keep track of this.
Please Don’t:
Send in multiple characters/requests in a single ask. Just don’t. I will delete it without response.
Harass the artist. I will block you if you yell at me. I’m doing freebies here, don’t be an ass.
Send ref material to the askbox. SEND IT TO MY IM. Everyone was great last week, but I gotta keep sayin’ it for newcomers XD
And with that, ON TO THE PRETTY COLORS!
This post will be going online at 8:00 PM Chamorro Standard Time [+10 GMT], Friday the 6th of November, just as I’m winding down for bed and my phone goes into Do Not Disturb mode. The askbox is open to collect requests as I sleep from folks who are in different timezones than myself. I will begin working on sketches at 9:00 AM tomorrow morning.
Finally, don’t forget that if you love my work/the Sketchy Saturday event, you can support both by tossing a couple caps in my tip jar over on Ko-fi. Donations are used maintain myself and my tools of the trade <3
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Devil’s Ballroom Ch.4
A year after the events from the earth’s final attack, Little Homeworld is finally complete, and there’s a new jazz bar where gems and humans mingle and drink.
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As you’re typing back a reply, someone pulls the stool out next to you and takes a seat. You see a sliver of pink out of the corner of your eye as you try not to actually Look. Oh god. It’s her. God can’t help us now.
Spinel/Reader
collab with my lovely wife @firstofficertightpants
The man turns to look at you. “The fuck? Why’re you in the men’s room?” He says, slurring his words a bit, and putting up a hand to brace his weight against the nearest wall. He fucking reeks of liquor that you can smell from here, and his hair is slightly disheveled.
“I’m not in the men's room. You're in the ladies' room," You say, boldly. You feel the alcohol you’ve consumed making its way to your head, and the words flow out of your mouth freely. "And if you don't mind, I'll be leaving." You move to step past him and towards the door. As soon as your fingertips brush the door handle though, a hand shoots out and grabs you by the wrist, stopping you. You freeze.
"You are such a rude bitch, you know that?" He says, pushing himself away from the wall and facing his body towards you. You try and pull your arm away from him, but his grip is tight. What the fuck? You're going to snap this bastard's neck.
"Let go of my arm." You say, livid. You can see his eyes boring into you. He looks down at your collarbone and breasts, his eyes moving all over any patch of bare skin you just happen to be showing tonight. You feel exposed in the worst way possible. Trying to move your arm out of his grip again, you feel his fingers tighten ever so slightly.
"Girls like you, you think you can just get whatever you want by dressing like that and going to a bar," He says, spitting a little and glaring at you.
"I'm not TRYING to do anything, let my arm go you bastard-" you get cut off as he tugs you forward, he's now only inches from your face and the smell of musty cigarettes and shitty vodka hits your senses. It's utterly revolting, and you hold back gagging visibly. You hear noise coming from outside the bathroom.
"You are taking an awwwfully long time in there, Y/N.” You hear Spinel say from behind you as she’s opening the door. She audibly stops. “What the fuck is going on here?”
Before you can even attempt to comprehend what is going on, you hear an extremely loud THUD on the opposite side of the bathroom and you feel as though you are launched several feet forward. You feel yourself squished against something and open your eyes to see something shiny. Spinel is holding you against herself, a single arm wrapped around you. Her other arm is comically stretched out and her fist is huge, holding your harasser against the now damaged wall.
"You think you can just waltz right into the ladies room? Here? In this bar? You're stupider than ya’ look." She says, and tightens her grip around you. Ohhh my god, you’re such a useless lesbian, because you can feel her breast pressed against your arm and you’re trying SO HARD to not have an internal meltdown right now. You steel your face and try your best to dull your heart beats, because they’re currently Very Loud. Fuck. You hear the man whimper. “I thought I told ya to Leave. My. Friend. Alone.” She enunciates each word clearly, and angrily.
“Look, I don’t want no trouble..” You can hear him say, barely.
“You don’t want ‘no’ trouble?” She says, openly mocking him. “Shoulda thought about that before you came in here!” You hear the door slam open again, and can make out two pairs of feet running in.
“Spinel! We heard a loud noise! You guys okay??” Bismuth rushes over to the two of you, looking very concerned. She notices you in Spinel’s arms, and then the man Spinel is currently holding against the wall. “What happened!?” Lapis is standing next to Bismuth with her hands on her hips, and she looks pissed about the wall damage. Oops.
“This guy here,” Spinel shakes him a bit, and some of the wall crumbles around him onto the floor. You are trying and failing at not looking at Spinel’s gem. It glimmers every time she moves, and it sits perfectly right in between-. You look away before anyone catches you. “Came into the ladies room to harass a girl alone. I stopped him.”
“Y/N? You okay?” Bismuth asks.
“Yeah. Was just surprised.” You say, like you’re not a complete disaster.
“I’m just glad no one got hurt.” Bismuth says, and starts walking over to the trapped man. She nods to Spinel, who then slowly lets the man drop into Bismuth’s hold. She lifts him up by his armpits.. kind of like a child. You hold back a laugh. Bismuth holds him out in front of her, and squints at him. “And you.. You sir, broke like, 4 house rules. I’m gonna have to make you leave.” She makes her way over to the door with the man in tow, flopping him over her shoulder. Lapis turns to glare at the wall (and all of its damage), and then at Spinel, and turns to leave.
"We'll talk about this later." Is all she says, as the door closes behind her.
It is now so quiet in here that you could hear a pin drop. Spinel is still holding you, and you can hear her breathing ever so softly. “U-um,” You attempt to find your voice.
“Oh! Whoops,” She quickly drops her arm from holding you, and visibly deflates a little in relief. “I was so caught up that I..” She trails off, and her gaze makes its way over to your face. Her pink irises find yours. “I’m just glad you’re actually okay.”
“Me too.” You say, rubbing the side of your arm absentmindedly, still feeling a bit warm where she was touching you. Spinel notices your arm movement.
“Did I hurt you just then? I’m so sorry, I-”
“No, I’m fine.” You cut her off. “Still trying to wrap my mind around all of that. It just happened all so quickly.” You lie. You’ve dealt with worse men, in worse situations. This wasn’t something you couldn’t have handled yourself, if it got to that. She just didn’t need to know that you were having an internal gay crisis over being manhandled by a pretty girl. Alien. Whatever. “And thank you. For saving me, I mean. I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t come in, just then. Seriously, his breath smelled so bad.” You give her a warm, earnest smile.
“I would have done that for anyone, and besides,” You watch her cheeks turn pink as she shrugs. “Someone else was trying to talk to me while you were gone, and I wasn’t really feeling it, and you were taking forever..” She crosses her arms over her chest, angling her face away from you. Is she trying to hide the fact that she’s blushing? Holy shit she’s so cute. You find yourself embarrassed to admit that you’re completely enthralled with this pink alien. In a bathroom.
Story of your life really.
“So.. you came in here because you missed me?” You say, grinning, and wink at her.
“No! Not at all.” She denies a little too quickly. You suddenly want to make a hobby out of teasing her. “A-anyway, let’s just go back out if you’re finished in here?” You take a moment to look around at the bathroom. It’s destroyed. They will have to re-tile that entire wall.
“Yeah, I’m done here anyway.” You say as you move past Spinel towards the door. You grab the brass handle and pull open the door, holding it for Spinel to come out of the bathroom as well.
Outside, the entirety of the bar is still pretty lively. A few people have left as it’s nearing 11, but there’s a good 40-50 people still around. You see a rowdy group of young women laughing and swatting each other playfully while they watch a handsome blond man play a ballad. There’s quite a few spaces open up now at the counter. You don’t see Bismuth there, though. You look around and spot her at the entrance, talking to Lapis and the bouncer. Probably making sure that guy never comes in again, you think. You make your way back over to your previous spot, and Spinel follows you. Once the both of you sit down, you pull out your phone, and open up the right application.
“I hope your beer is still cold.” Spinel says to you as you swipe past a couple messages, getting to the bottom of the group chat.
“It better still be.” You take a swig, and make a face. It’s.. drinkable, you guess. “Also, it’s cider, not beer. I can’t for the life of me stand the taste of beer, it always tastes like shit. Don’t even get me started on IPAs.” You reply to your friends without reading half of the stupid shit they must’ve said while you weren’t paying them any attention.
Y/N: I was attacked in the bathroom. Wild day, I know.
Alex: it fucking serves him right to be honest
Alex: lil bastard had it coming
Alex: so now my brother cant look at sonic the same ever again
Alex: w
Alex: awrfawefaffasdfa
Alex: WHAT
Harper: What!? Are you okay????
Alex: the fucking alien!!!!!!!! i knew it!!!!!
Alex: she fucking attacked u in the bathroom when u were alone!!
Alex: she saw her window of opportunity
Alex: and POUNCED
Alex: im sorry that ur dead now
Y/N: I’m fine. The “alien” was actually the one that saved me.
Y/N: And her name’s Spinel, you shitlord. Have some class.
Alex: no
Alex: and make me
Harper: can’t tell him to have what he’ll never grasp. ;)
Harper: i’m glad you’re okay though. <3
Harper: what exactly happened?
Alex: fuck you
Harper: no thanks. i know im bi, but even i have standards.
Y/N: There was this guy that harassed me over drinks earlier, right?
Y/N: Spinel actually told him off after he wouldn’t leave me alone the first time.
Y/N: And then, when I went to the bathroom, he came IN.
Y/N: He literally fucking grabbed my arm ya’ll I was mad af. The audacity.
Y/N: So then Spinel comes in and punches him against the wall??
Y/N: Like she killed the wall. Guy was fine. They kicked him out.
Alex: damn
Harper: i’m glad she was there to save your ass since i couldn’t be.
Harper: and what did we learn today Y/N???
Harper: you go out with US and not ALONE.
Y/N: Bitch you left me to be across the country for summer. I have new friends now.
Alex: oh so im chopped liver now huh
Alex: one sexy murderous alien saves u and now ur too good for us
Alex: im telling ur fuckin dad
Y/N: NO.
Y/N: YOU WOULDN’T.
Alex: tee hee
“I wouldn’t know. I’ve only ever had whisky.” She replies, taking a drink. You set your phone down for a second.
“I’d offer for you to try mine, but this isn’t in ideal shape.” She raises one of her eyebrows. “It’s a bit warm.” You look at the bottle with slight disdain. “And this isn’t even a great one, regardless. There’s a few better tasting, actually.. you should try those sometime.”
“With you?” She says with a questioning look on her face.
“I, um.” You look at her. “I was going to give you a list of suggestions, but if you wanted to drink with me again, we could do that too.” You say as you wiggle your eyebrows at her. She flushes red immediately.
“I wasn’t trying to impose, I just thought-”
“I’m just teasing. But.. if you do want a friend to drink with, I’m all yours.” You say, leaning on your left hand that's on the counter. “It’s not like I’m busy aside from work, anyway.” She’s staring at you with an expression you’re unfamiliar with, which is either longing, or concern.
“I might take you up on that offer. I don’t have any human friends aside from Steven, and he’s only half.”
“And upon your general pool of human specimens, I’m your best choice?” You say and laugh. She gives you an exhausted look, which makes you laugh even more. “You got a phone?” You ask her, and take another sip. She reaches behind herself and pulls her phone out of her back pocket.
“Steven gave me his old one a few weeks ago, I just don’t use it much.” You nod and take the phone from her hand. She doesn’t notice that you make sure your hand touches hers on purpose. You tap her phone open, and go to her contacts. And maybe, just MAYBE, you add a heart next to your name cheekily when you add it to her contacts. You text yourself a quick :).
“I added myself to your contacts. You should text me sometime. I also have your number now, too.” You hand her phone back to her. You grab your phone off the counter and the words “her smexy alien” are displayed on the lockscreen. You swiftly turn the screen back off, and down the rest of your nasty ass drink. Fucking christ, why are your friends like this.
“Hey. Spinel.” You turn to the voice in front of you. It’s Lapis. Her full attention was on the gem next to you.
“Yes?” Spinel says. She also downs the rest of her drink.
“You gonna pay for that wall, or what?” Lapis asks, leaning on the counter. She seems tired.
“I did do the damage, so I will, but I seriously think you should try to make that guy pay for this.” Spinel sighs. Lapis considers her for a second.
“We’ll see.” She says, and shrugs. She looks at you. “You want another one of those?”
“Yes please.” You say. This will be your last, you think. It’s late. She opens the bottle for you, and swaps it with the empty one in front of you.
“Yes, I will also take another one.” Spinel says to Lapis.
“I wasn’t going to ask you,” Lapis replies, and Spinel gives her a comically grave expression. “But since you insist, I guess I just might.” She smiles a little. She grabs a new glass, sets it on the counter, and plunks an ice cube into it. Then she grabs a brown bottle behind her, and pours Spinel another drink. She winks at Spinel as she grabs for the used glass. She walks away to a further sink, and starts helping a couple of other patrons who look like they’re about to head out.
“Sometimes, I don’t get her, but for the most part I like her. We both have problems.” Spinel says while watching Lapis from across the bar. She takes a long drink. You think fuck it, and do the same.
“She reminds me of my cat, if I’m going to be honest.” You say, “Kind of moody, but still wants you to know that it’s there, and it exists.”
“What’s a cat?” Spinel asks innocently. Your jaw drops.
"You don’t know what a cat is!?” You say, almost offended. You unlock your phone and go to your gallery, searching for your cat pics. You find one of the more recent ones of Jellybean, enlarge it, and show it to the gem. “This is Jellybean. She’s fluffy, stupid, and almost set herself on fire last week, true story.” Spinel eyes your phone screen.
“Oh, those things! I’ve seen them a few times, but they never let me near them.” She says, maybe a bit mournfully. “They look soft.”
“They are.” You grin. “I should let you meet her sometime. She loves people. She’ll drool on your shoes though, so be careful. She’s a total weirdo.” Spinel looks at you like she’d actually love that. You feel like maybe you underestimated how alcohol would hit you tonight, because you feel it coming to you very quickly.
“I’d love to meet her. I don’t get out much, honestly. I’m still trying to find a balance in my daily life. Steven’s worried that I’ll.. I don’t know.” She shrugs, swirling the drink in her glass. Bismuth walks over to the two of you, grabbing several used glasses on the way and dropping them into a nearby sink.
“Y/N, I’m sorry about what happened to you earlier. Stuff like that never really happens here.” She says to you while making herself busy wiping down the counter. “And Spinel, seriously. Thanks for stepping in.” Spinel gives a noncommittal grunt in reply.
“Bis, if I were even as half as beefy as you are, that wouldn’t have been a problem. I’d dare him, actually.” You say, and finish your drink. You regret it a little, but Papa didn’t raise no quitter and you’ll learn your life lessons eventually. In the meantime, you just feel pleasantly drunk.
“Aw, shucks, Y/N. You’re so kind.” She chuckles and flexes a little. “I have enough muscle for the both of us.” She wipes down Spinel’s side of the counter, and takes the cash handed to her by the couple next to the two of you as they get up to leave.
“Ughhhhh.” Spinel says, slouching on her stool. “I need to walk home soon.. ‘gotta long day tomorrow.”
“You live close?” You ask her.
“Kind of. It’s on the opposite side of little homeworld, and a nearly 30 minute walk.”
“Are you sure you’re sober enough to make it all the way home by yourself?” You grin, teasing her. “You’re not gonna get like, 10 minutes into the walk home and pass out in a bush somewhere?”
“No, I’m fine. I should be good enough for the walk.” She says while giving you a half-baked glare, and attempts to get up from her stool, albeit very wobbly. She stumbles a bit.
“Well, I was going to head out soon too.” You say, nodding at Bismuth that you’re ready to pay your tab. She makes her way over to you once she hands back the couple’s change to them.
“You guys good?” She asks. You nod in response.
“Yeah, gonna call it a night though,” you grab your card out of your wallet, and feel a little generous. Maybe a bit ballsy, too. You hand it over to Bismuth, who takes it. “For both tabs, please.” Spinel looks absolutely admonished and is about to argue, so you cut her off. “It’s thanks for earlier. Don’t argue with me.” She shuts her mouth promptly, and Bismuth laughs.
“I like that you two get along well. Warms my heart.” She says, looking at the two of you while working the register. She hands you back your card and the receipt slip.
“Oh, shut up.” Spinel glares. Bismuth just laughs at her and walks away. You put your things back into your bag, and regard Spinel.
“Well, I’m off. You should message me soon, and we could hang out.” You say, and turn to move when Spinel takes a single step forward, and slips onto the floor with a loud crash. You look at her, and cannot help laughing.
“OW.” She exasperatedly sighs. You lean down and give her your hand, which she stares at for a second longer than necessary, and then grabs to pull herself up with.
“Drunker than you thought, huh.” You say, giving her a smug look. You’re drunk yourself, but at least you know what you’re all about.
“Maybe,” She says, dusting off her pants and straightening herself back out. “Maybe I shouldn’t have ordered that last drink.” You still feel ballsy, and maybe a little courageous when you have a particular thought that you verbalize before actually considering in your mind.
“Wanna come home with me?” You blurt out. She stares at you blankly for a second, and then her entire face flushes. “Not like that,” You quickly backpedal. “My place is about 10 from here. You can crash on my couch? And meet my cat.”
“I’d love to meet your cat.” She’s smiling, and she looks eager. Or drunk.
“Alright, let’s go then.” You say before you can think any better of it. If your father or friends knew.. Oh my god, your father and friends CAN’T know. Your friends would laugh forever, and what would your dad think!? ‘Chill dad, it’s no biggie, just gonna show this ex-bloodthirsty gem our cat. except she’s cute and cool and nice now’ You give silent thanks to whatever gods are out there that your dad didn’t come home tonight.
You both meander your way outside of the bar, where the air is still thick with heat and humidity. A slight breeze rolls by, but it isn’t enough to cool your skin where you have already started to feel yourself sweating. You like summer, but hate nights like this. You’re both walking side by side, passing by houses and businesses alike, when she stumbles on a sidewalk crack and nearly topples you over. You catch her by both arms to steady her, impressing even yourself.
“Thanks,” She says and pushes some of her fringe out of her eyes to look at you. “You know.. you’ve been really nice this entire night. Humans haven’t been particularly cruel to me, all things considered.. but I haven’t had this much fun in a long time.” You keep walking with her.
“Well, you didn’t murder me like my friends thought you would, so tonight’s not a total bust.” At that, she laughs very loudly and openly. It’s a nice sound.
Maybe it’s the warm night, or the alcohol in the both of your systems, but the flush on her cheeks makes your heart feel as bright as the gem on her chest, sparkling in the streetlights.
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RWBY V3E5: Never Miss a Beat
* PEEEEENNNNNYYYYYY
* OH DIP is Penny on an actual team now??
* You guys know I love this show’s actions scenes but sometimes these characters do backflips for literally no reason
* See, like...This is a problem I’m noticing in a lot of these new female characters. There’s promise for a cool design there but they’re all made from the same model. They change the hair, skin, eye color, clothes, etc. but they all have roughly the same build and face.
* Also I can’t tell who this girl is supposed to be but I’m sure it’ll hit me like a sack of bricks later
* “Thank you for a wonderful time!” I’m headcanoning that Penny has a bloodthirst streak rn
* Penny you can’t glomp people you way like 5000 lbs
* I 100% do not have anything against Ciel’s voice at all but I think maybe her VA was a little too close to the mic? There’s a notable difference in her and Ruby/Penny’s audio quality
* I’m going to throw my cards in and guess the rabbit from Alice in Wonderland, maybe? I can’t immediately think of another character all about time management
* “Like Weiss!” “Precisely!” I don’t know whether to be disappointed or amused that Weiss is still Salt Queen
* Oh? I just kind of assumed everyone kind of knew at this point, my bad. I guess everyone thinks the multiple swords are her semblance?
* And, like...is it? Is she like Pyrrha?
* Missed opportunity for an “I played it off *cut to them totally NOT playing it off*” joke
* Awww Penny noooo
* Ruby and Penny: *important conversation about Penny’s role with Atlas*
Ciel:
* Mm...it was a little short of a minute but I’ll give em credit
* FREE-ZER-BURN! FREE-ZER-BURN!
* I have no idea when I got it into my head that Yang was like...EXTREMELY taller than everyone else and dwarfed Ruby and Weiss. (Unless Weiss is wearing heels)
* “I think we can expect strict, militant fighters with advanced technology and carefully rehearsed strategy!”
* Weiss stop you’re walking into a trap stop feeding him
* see, sometimes I’m conflicted about holding Weiss accountable for the Schnee Dust Company. Blake I feel was justified since Weiss was talking very proudly about how great it was despite its business practices, but in this case, I’m not so sure. Weiss wasn’t even gloating and he’s pulling the “You’re related to the person who wronged me” card
* “Why don’t YOU? That’s what you sound like!” Wow! I hate her!
* jowejowauehp I love how instead of Yang being angry she’s like “wh...huh?”
* “where’d you get your hair extensions?” asks the girl that probably uses melted skittle juice to dye her hair
* “...Top heavy.”
* First of all:
* Second of all: Tops, by definition, cannot be top-heavy
* tfw you thuoght you were about to face some serious military-grade opponents but one’s just a smooth jazz player with a vendetta against your dad and the other is a :3 kawaii lol so random rawr girl who insults your teammate’s boobs out of nowhere
* I figured the attack was going to be a sonic jazz blast
* *INTENSE CARELESS WHISPER*
* I wish the sound was like...actual music playing, at least. I know it’s supposed to be bad but like...my ears are bleeding.
* I’m very incredibly sorry to anyone that disagrees and/or loves Weiss but this is so far the dumbest, most humiliating way I’ve seen someone get hit in a match so far and I saw a girl break her ass on a skateboard
* Sometimes the rainbow effect is fine but other times it’s not doing so great
* Actual scene: high-action, gunfire, explosions
The music:
* I can’t believe Yang might be beaten by Nyan Cat Beams
* “Look! Now you’re bottom heavy too!” She always has been.
* don’t like that
* The record scratch I’m love
* Ngl I love that music transition into that sort of jazzy quartet style now that the fight is back on Weiss and Blow Job
* “Too bad all that money can’t buy you skill!” Too bad having it be your only weapon on the battlefield can’t let you play the trumpet good for shit
* There you go Weiss!
* I keep forgetting Oobleck actually has eyes and is kind of a bishounen behind them
* Can’t believe that of all the things these people see on a regular basis it’s a guy becoming a rainbow quartet that gets the HUH???? reactions
* “You are kind of pretty when you’re angry!” Okay now I’m just convinced this girl is thirsty and is flirting with Yang.
* “I wasn’t saying you SHOULD go on a diet! I was saying you NEED to go on a diet!” Ooooor she’s just jealous that Yang has All That Going on For Her while rainbow girl has All...That Going on For Her
* Listen I don’t want to be a nitpicky butthole but didn’t these two just teleport over here just so he could see them?
* Yang just go super saiyan already! She’s clearly maxed out your anger points.
* There’s no doubt in my mind that people probably really love this rainbow girl but I spent my school years with like 4 “lol im so cewl and quirky im going 2 insult u all coy but then just straight up say wat i mean lolololol uwu” girls and she’s reminding me of every one of them
* oh my fucking god she fucking dead
* I am really, genuinely confused. Where did Weiss go???
* don’t like that
* “Don’t worry about her! She’s easy!” Nah you just wish she was you thirsty bubblegum pop wannabe.
* YANG YANG YANG YANG YANG!!
* GO FOR HER ROLLERSKATES!
* Man Yang really did pull the cartoony “hold one end of the gun so it fires out the other thing” huh
* Which reminds me I don’t think either of these characters had guns for weapons!
* OH MY FUCKING GOD SHE FUCKING DEAD
* Oh Weiss is there still
* My heart being warmed by team FNKI actually being sportsmanlike and complimenting Yang and Weiss and Neon asking to hang out later is really confusing my body’s visceral response to Neon in general
* oof. ouch. Okay. I’m sorry. But when Ruby and Blake are running to Weiss and Yang they just...shrink.
* Like it isn’t just me right?
* Can I just go one damn episode without seeing the three stooges please
* “What does that mean?” Mercury I hate you from the bottom of my heart but thanks at least for not just taking the whole ~mysterious evil line~ at face value
* ...which is then followed by another ~mysterious evil line~
* Also, side note:
IF ANY ONE OF THESE STUPID KINDERGARTEN IDIOTS WHO OUGHT TO BE COVERED IN BAND AIDS FROM HOW MUCH THEY CUT THEMSELVES ON THEIR OWN EDGE GOES ANYWHERE NEAR PENNY I WILL TEAR OFF THEIR SINGLE PERSONALITY TRAITS WITH MY BARE HANDS
* “His heart is in the right place” Get it? Because he’s the Tin Man. Get it? Get it? Ge
* “Sometimes I’m not even sure he has a heart.” GeT it? Get i T? Gte ti? ge t i ? t
* “Ever since the day I met her, I had a feeling she would be the one” I am in fifty different states of confusion and anxiety right now
* oh dear oh dear oh Pyrrha my dear what are you about to get into?
* So as of right now I’m pretty okay with how they’re approaching the tournament arc. I was concerned it was going to grind to a halt and no plot development would happen but it seems that they’re at least taking 2-3 episode breaks to do that and even then, episodes that focus on the tournament do get at least some progression
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How I really talk.
a few things, I want to make note of,
1. the notion of life or existence being a simulation is meaningless, as the word “simulation” doesn’t mean the intent, of what we all think it means, just google the definition, if life were really a simulation, no rules of “abstract reality/morality” alongside the fact that advanced science should already if this was true be able to understand it, and modify it, the way I put mods in my Skyrim, if life were truly a simulation, there would be by random chance, junk or glitches spread, no computer that I'm aware of, can simply run things this smoothly without glitches or crashes happening at points, if this was really being ran by a computer ? which is never specified when scientists speak of a simulation, they never specify what a simulation is machine wise, is it a super duper computer, or some sort of artificial intelligence, wouldn’t our super computers pick up mathematically if life was a simulation ? I'm just spitballing here, but I'll go back to that, if this was a simulation, why the inherent sense of morality and reality ? because I can mod my Skyrim so that I could kill anyone at will, and no one notices, lastly this notion of simulation, begs the ultimate question of why, perhaps our leading psychologists can answer this, but I don’t see why a “God” or “Gods” would do this to this extent, if we are indicative of the simulations, simulator, then that “God” presumably has the same sense of morality and reality that we do. my true feelings on life and its existence, is that of what the buddha said, of the unknowable questions, if anything, these questions will arise once different advance civs collaborate on them, if they the advance civs actually exist.
2. I feel weird when the notion of experience is thrown around, but somehow I have a lot of it, don’t know why, but I guess I always put myself in the, well actually I do know why, some people chase thrills, I chase narratives, but there’s something ive been encountering, people in my generation that have no experience whatsoever, in particular Sexual, which confuses me, considering how overly sexual things are, I'll be frank here, in that ive heard from many their little pussy ass sob stories, on their “experiences” I'm going to do something controversial here, and blame the victim, you people are just fucking weird, I realized that, it has nothing to do with all these grandiose things, you’re just weirdos, and cowards, who are afraid of life, who won’t grow up, Sex is part of growing up, its not this thing done to you, or that you do onto others, Sex is about the freedom of adulthood, its about looking at oneself as adult, and putting aside the bullshit, that distracts, and because these people have no experience all they have, is friends who are bland, trivial things like, video games, or whatever media these weirdos consume, its almost as if they’ve totally bought into being a passive audience member, that consumes, they are the true definition of a consumer, I'll put it like this, you’re never going to get me to fully put myself into anything that isn’t SEX, like I'm never going to treat College as I would Sex, because College and the people in it, are muted, boring, anal, and that’s it, in repeat, ive personally figured out a way to operate within this system, without it, affecting or defining what I do in life, in life, I chase narratives and people, and experiences, in life, I'll spend a week at a beach, doing drugs, writing a book of poems, you’ll never hear me talk about “BABY YODA” .
all that being said, its still weird to encounter, I'm 28 btw, people who have scarcely had SEX, and who want to have SEX with me, like no I'm not going to have sex with you, because your just a pussy ass spiritual asexual who wants to be a vampire and leech after my spirit, and trust me, there’s many of these people,
which leads me to this, my generation is a true “LOST generation”
from the totality still living with parents, of which I live with my dad, to all the things we are denied, to the unhealthy bullshit we have access to, and its even worse for the generation under us, those kids are dumb little weak pussies, and I mean piss dumb, they only know some fucking ghetto rapper, saying “yeah” over and over again, I fucking hate young people, I hate the attention paid to the young, I hate how they determine culture, just the way of perception, the young are weak, how many times have I told or tried to motivate people to do shit, how many times did I use to tell miss Agnes Varda, im a 29 year old writer woman, stuck writing romance novels, meanwhile I live with a ugly ass boring husband, she should write and make films,
and this is what Jen wants to be “young” ha,
over the past few years, ive found myself in an “entanglement” with a middle aged woman, who wants to be two things, an artist, and a young woman again, and I understand the first desire, and I know she is an artist, but the second one, I find to be utterly deranged, because the young of today offer nothing, who would want to be among them ? which reminds me,
last Semester of college, I was in the gallery, at the desk, surrounded by my classmates, all young people, it was national coming out day, and there was this door, people were taking pictures with, like going through the door to represent “coming out” and they all sort of gathered around me, to discuss, their insular little realities, with one bitch saying she was ASEXUAL, which I have a funny story to tell about her, that girl, was plain, a real plain Jane, and if you know me, you know how warm and nice I am, and so I paid her a compliment one day about her hair, and the next day, she comes all jazzed up, hair long, showing stomach, the whole 9 yards basically, trying to get my attention, and its like bitch you just made a whole thing about being ASEXUAL, and her deal was honest to gods truth, she didn’t want to grow up, the bitch just spoke about anime and cartoons, like yuck... ok then there was the little gerble little rodent looking bitch, who went on this long winded polite thing about being pan sexual, and this person is the definition of those people you meet at college who only care about being some ass kissing do goober who does their work and goes beyond doing the work, they treat it like a lifestyle, I had to listen to that bitch claim she’s “Pansexual” which made me laugh, because your only saying that because your ugly as fuck, and can’t get no dick or pussy if you tried, then the other weak ass followers chimed in their little polite coming out stories, and I'll never forget this, this dude, taps me on my arm, and says “yeah who’s really straight now anyways”
which leads me to this
I AM motherfucker, and yeah ive had queer experiences when I was younger, but that was due to just being experimental and fun, but as a 28 year old man, baby you best believe I love VAGINA, I love DOGGY, but they wouldn’t understand that because they ain’t never had it, or had anything good, honest to gods truth ive had some fire ass women, because im a fire ass nigga, I once made a woman, during a love making session, that started in the early evening, and continued to the next day, cum according to her, like 20 times, NO CAP... and that was just me being completely entranced and let loose, because love making is a feast, ive been lucky and you know what ima speak as a MAN, I was lucky for the first two women I really had, and one in particular, to have had women with absolutely knockout bodies, I mean this woman had d cup breasts, nice hips, ass, long hair, she did modeling originally when she lived with her aunt, I mean god damn nigga, and to just be young and experience that, because it was levels to this shit, it wasn’t just fucking, it was lets give each other a bunch of orgasms, because were genuinely super fucking attracted to each other, it was shit where I would be going on my intellectual rants and she would just start randomly kissing a nigga passionately, I remember the first time she did that I was like WTF, and she was like well I ain’t never heard anyone talk like you before, its passionate, and that was just one woman, in these 10 years, from 2010, til now, do you know how many groovy women ive been lucky to experience life with,
you think I just say shit, you think I write poems about ELLY, I write poems about her, because I know there’s shit her and I will do, that's super far out, from witch pagan shit to all kinds of shit, like niggas don’t have any sense of romance and imagination,
like its like people don’t care to know life as something beautiful in a collective sense,
im a communist because I can see life as that, you get me, all the shit I complain about, is this the shit I see that makes life not worth it, im choosing to stand up at risk of total alienation and people hating me, to say look it can be more then this.
MOTHERFUCKERS...
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Hello. I recently saw a post from hellmandraws with your character Grace. This isn't the first time I've seen her and I'm very interested in what she is to the Stans ?
hey anon!!! idk if its the same anon who asked about grace before, but nonetheless! time to ramble wooo!! this got rly long, so im putting it all under the cut
grace had become a very close friend to the stans. she only got transferred in their junior year, so she didn’t spend her whole time at glass shard high. junior year was when she met them, and while they only had that year to get to know each other, it was senior year when they got really close. when high school sucks, you gotta stick together
they’ve seen each other pass by in the halls, but they properly first met one night at the beach. when both parties are big mystery fans, you tend to end up exploring the same crime scenes and cryptid sightings. except you think the other party is the cryptid in question so you need to keep your distance and dont let them see you.
the twins and grace try to trip each other up, thinking the other is the cryptid at large. grace wins this fight by setting up a trap for the cryptid to fall into, but she got the twins instead. this leads to a whole lot of confusion and bickering
grace: YOURE the ones who have been following me this whole time??
stan: following you??? no?? you were the one following US!!
grace: IM ACTUALLY trying to capture a cryptid!!
ford: you made a pretty flimsy trap for a cryptid i mean come on what self respecting cryptid would be attracted to a lamp tied to a half-baked attempt at a metal detector
grace: says the ones who fell into it in the first place
ford: YEAH WELL WERE CLEARLY NOT CRYPTIDS ARE WE
grace: YET YOU STILL FELL INTO THE TRAP
the real cryptid jumps out at this point, so the trio has no choice but to work together in dealing with the creature. they start to bond once they realise what they all had in common, and here is when grace realises how much fun she was having with them.
so she asks if they could hang out more.
the twins, startled that someone is asking to hang out with them instead of running away or turning their back on them or teasing them or
“YES” stan replies quickly enough for the both of them, because they both do know gaining a new friend, someone who isnt fazed by ford weirdness or stans rep of being the dumb twin, is not smth to turn away from
it takes some time for the twins to warm up to her tho,,,thinking at one point shes just going to stab them in the back. its safe to say that shes amongst one of the popular kids at school, always befriending as many people as possible (that must be exhausting to remember all those birthdays.) so why was she spending time with the pines twins?? crampelters no. 1 target? for all stan and ford knows (due to their past experience with their peers) grace could somehow betray them and throw them to the cool kids to pick em apart like vultures at dead carcasses. besides, we’ve always had each other sixer, so why should things change now?
but grace stays. she still hugs them when she sees them, still places study notes in stans locker, still helps patching up fords hands and face, still brings them diet pitt packs whenever theyre working on their boat, still visits them on weekends, still invites them to play rehearsals, parties, performances, still listens to them on good days and bad days
she still turns her head and speaks up whenever she hears someone bad mouthing the twins, because after hearing their stories of after school confrontations, ignorant teachers, salty tears, broken glasses and bones and wounds that can’t heal with bandages, the last thing grace ever wants to do is let history repeat itself. im not gonna stand by and let them do this to you. she promises never again.
but she can only do so much and thats something that frustrates her to no end
in general, she wants to be the perfect friend so when she goes too far with smth and fucks up she panics. she can get too far in her own head, so sometimes the twins need to bring her back down to earth and remind her of who she is. stan, ford and grace become each others anchor. keeping each other afloat and steady in this sea of societal expectations, self worth/identity issues and the unknown....and the occasional monster of the week
aaaand thats basically their relationship!! thank you sm for the question! theres plenty more details and other layers to graces character and her friendship with the twins, since the first half of this post explains how they met, but this pretty much serves as an intro to all that jazz.
#Anonymous#gravity falls oc#gravity falls#my oc#grace#hoooowee finally got around to finishing this#but a SECOND question??? gosh golly gee wilikers im blushin#this is fun tho!! i love and appreciate these questions
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