#oooooooo her expression....
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YAYYY thank you can I request a ler!angel and alastor x lee!charlie?
N☁️ anon
Of course my dear anon! Enjoy!
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Alastor had just got back to the Hotel for the afternoon. He had just finished having tea with Rosie; which was always an exquisite experience. Everything seemed to be all nice and dandy… but there was no sign of Charlie.
“Nifty, my dear, have you seen our Princess around here?” Alastor asked the little lady, but she just shook her head no.
“I was actually gonna pay her visit right about now. You care to join Al?” Angel Dust, one of the hotel’s residents, leaned in to ask.
“I guess I could… accompany you; as I also wish to speak with her.” Alastor said as they started walking to the Princess’ room.
When they arrived at the closed door, they looked at each other, then back at the door.
“Should we knock? Or should we, just barge in!” The spider-like demon asked.
“Knocking is always more polite Angel.” As the Radio Demon said that, he gently knocked in the door.
They waited for about 20 seconds. Nothing, not even a shuffle. Alastor knocked a second time. And still, absolutely nothing.
“Sooooo… can we barge in now?” Angel asked, smirking a bit.
“I guess….” Alastor sighed, opening the door.
Inside the room, Charlie was wrapped up in two layers of blankets on her bed. Razzle and Dazzle were cuddled up at the foot of her bed.
“Should we wake her up?” Angel whispered to Al.
“I guess we could…”
“Alright! HEY CHARL-” Angel was cut off by Alastor.
“I have a better solution.” Alastor smirked as he whispered his plan.
Angel smiled excitedly, his eyes lighting up as they walked towards the girl.
She snored a bit as the two men sat on either side of her.
They braced themselves and then….
“Wake Up Princess!” Both men cheered as they dug their fingers into her sides.
“W-whahahahahahaha?! Whahahat’s hahappehenihing?!” The princess giggled out, hugging her torso.
“Well my dear, me and Angel have decided to wake you up.” Alastor glee was present in his statement.
“Yeah! Everyone knows tickling is the BEST way to wake someone up~”
“Nohoho ihihihihihihit’s nohohot! EHEHEHEHE! NOHOHOHOT THEHEHERE!” Charlie squealed when her stomach was scribbled on.
“Oooooooo, bad spot my dear? How wondrous!” Alastor’s grin got bigger.
“IHIHIHIHIHIHIT TIHIHICKLEHES SOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAD! IHIHIHI CAHAHAN’T TAHAHAKE IHIHIT!”
The two boys kept tickling the poor girl until….
RAWR!
Two tiny little roars rang throughout the boys’ ears. Razzle and Dazzle had pulled the two boys off of Charlie, letting her breath.
After breathing a bit, Charlie called the goat-dragons to her side.
“Did you have to do that?” Charlie asked, an annoyed expression on her face.
“Come on Char! Everyone needs to laugh at some point.” Angel answered.
After that, they had a lot of explaining to do.
#hazbin hotel tickling#hazbin hotel tickles#hazbin hotel tickle#lee!charlie#ler!angel#ler!angeldust#ler!alastor#tickle fic
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Orz I’m down so bad for Wriothesley (pls arrest me sir—) and was so pleasantly surprised he’s actually really charming, smart, and snarky D:’
He’d be such an interesting yandere! Though I would absolutely be worried about disappointing sigewinne ;-;
(putting my thoughts under the cut just in case of quest spoilers!!)
I am as well!! I went into the quest thinking I wouldn’t like him all that much, but he’s actually so pleasantly wonderful???? >0< I also adore how he sounds in English!!!! There’s something about his voice that is so captivating to me. And his personality is great! I love how intelligent he is. The conversation he has with Lyney in his office had me at the edge of my seat. It was so good. orz and we were treated to this wonderful image of Lyney being tranquilized. >:) seeing how upset and angry Lyney got with Wriothesley, how determined he was to make sure his siblings were safe and wanting to protect them, was very heartwarming. He’s so sweet. T-T
AND THE SMIRK ON WRIOTHESLEY’S FACE OOOOOOOO I LOVE HIM.
That aside, I do think he’d make for a very interesting yandere, even more so if Sigewinne plays some role in getting the two of you together. I like to think she looks up to your relationship and finds it so darling that His Grace has found someone to cherish. Perhaps it’s because she doesn’t fully understand human ideals that she doesn’t realize it’s unhealthy. She could be idolizing your relationship, finding it to be the most wonderful thing, despite not understanding why you hide in the infirmary to keep away from His Grace when he comes looking for you during his free time. She just wants to make sure both of you are happy and healthy at all times, so her prescription for you is to stop avoiding His Grace! You’ll be happy to see him, won’t you? At least, that’s what she thinks… She’s never quite sure with your expressions because, even though you smile and act like all is well, there is a tightness to your facial muscles that belies something dishonest.
Wriothesley doesn’t give you any reasons to hate him. Not truly. Of course you can’t leave the Fortress of Meropide, so you are essentially stuck with him. That’s just reality, the result of your sentencing, not due to any of his meddling behind the scenes. But those who have caught the Duke’s eye often receive special treatments. He is quite kind underneath his shrewd exterior. You can deny his gift of a few extra Credit Coupons, you can scoff at the delicious welfare meal (he certainly pulled a few strings to ensure you’d be treated on a day you worked your hardest), and you can continue to gently tell Sigewinne you’re not as fond of His Grace as it may seem. But then what will that solve? You’re not sure why he seems so taken by you, often inviting you to his office to indulge in tea. You haven’t done anything outstanding to catch his attention. You’re just you.
And that says everything, no?
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YOU WRITE FOR KANE??! ABSOLUTELY IM SENDING A REQUEST HAAHHAA
Can I pretty please request a Kane x reader smutty lil something where she KNOWS something is off but missed her husband so much she doesn't care.
Something's wrong with Kane
Summary: Your husband returns after 14 months MIA, but he's not entirely himself..
Warnings: Mentions of smut, spanking, slapping, sensory deprivation, blindfolds, one mention of PTSD, mention of both reader and Kane wanting children, kinda angst if you squint? if I missed any let me know!
Notes: Oooooooo this one was alot of fun to write, I need to do more stuff for Kane, he's so interesting and the prospects for him are so cool
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Something's wrong with Kane.
Not physically. Physically he's fine. Healthy, even. Just as strong as you remember him being.
But he wasn't the man you married.
When he'd returned after 14 months MIA, stumbling into your shared home in the middle of the night, you'd never been so happy to see him, only just having come to terms with the prospect of him never coming home. And yet here he stood.
Sure, he held you as you had cried into his chest, wrapping your arms around him in the worry he might disappear again if you let go, but his touch felt.. off. Like he wasn't sure what he was meant to do, as if taking in his surroundings for the first time. He didn't seem happy to see you, more perplexed by your attitude towards him. His eyes were foggy, like he remembered you, but couldn't quite place who you were to him. But you didn't care. Your husband was back, and that was all that mattered.
Rarely did you see him smile, now. And when he did, it was only with the slight upturn of his lips. He still expressed his affection, though in softer, smaller ways. A hand brushing the hair out of your eyes, or caressing your cheek in the ghost of a loving gesture. You'd take what you could get, though.
He was quieter. You hadn't realised how talkative he used to be, until he wasn't. It was just one of the many signs that he wasn't quite... himself, anymore. But you put all this down to PTSD, and didn't push him on the topic.
This, stoicism, this lack of feeling, had emigrated its way into your sex life as well. Before his disappearance, when he'd fuck you, all sorts would spill out of his mouth. Profanities, confessions of his love, details of how exactly you made him feel, as he was deep inside of you.
But now...
It was no less amazing, of course. In fact.. and you felt guilty for admitting this, but it was almost, better. He spoke only now in one-word commands; "Open, suck, quiet, faster, slow" and when he was finally done with you, "rest."
He was meaner, too. Bondage and sensory deprivation were never truly things you'd tried with him until he came back different. Now, it seemed, he had inherited a love for tying you up and blindfolding you. Spanking you and slapping you across the face, with a completely blank expression on his part. He'd only ever cum inside of you, and you'd missed him too much to complain.
Previously, you'd discussed that while you both wanted children, it just wasn't a good time to have them. Kane seemed to disagree now, as after he was done fucking you until you couldn't breathe, (the only sound you'd hear from him to indicate his pleasure was his heavy breathing in your ear), he would push his cum back into you, sometimes plugging you up to make sure his seed took root. Sometimes it'd be with his fingers, his cock, or sometimes he plunge your old bullet vibrator deep within you, saying no words to comfort you as you whimpered and writhed from the overwhelming stimulation.
As he held you now, post-coital, you had come to terms with the situation at hand. This wasn't Kane. This thing, this creature that wore his face wasn't your husband. But, it seemed to love you, in its own strange way. And so you were content to live with it. Even if it was only a slither of the real Kane, you take it, and hold it close.
Yes, there was something wrong with Kane. But you didn't care, because he was home now. And you were never letting him go again.
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Oooooooo part three of choice misfits please?
Choice Misfits #3
[Masterlist: Choice Misfits]
[Part 1] [Part 2]
Synopsis: Sidekick wants Former Villain to be their mentor. Superhero and Hero try their best to change the kid's mind.
Former Villain coughed and sputtered, half-choking on the remnants of the gummy worm they’d been chewing. About a dozen other gummy worms tumbled from their hand and dropped onto the table.
Wheezing, they gaped at Sidekick. “You … what?”
There was no way Sidekick had actually said—
“I want you,” the kid repeated, “to be my mentor.”
Yeah, no. Ridiculous. Outrageous. They must have misheard that, again, somehow. Clearly, no upcoming hero would ever want a former villain as their mentor. Sidekick didn’t even like them. There was no way the kid would ever want them as their mentor.
Besides, the other heroes would never allow it.
Oh. It was a prank, wasn’t it? It had to be. And the whole team was in on it. They’d all start laughing, any moment now.
“Okay, yeah, funny.” They forced a chuckle. “Good prank. Almost fell for it.”
Superhero also started chuckling, reluctantly followed by a bunch of other heroes. No one seemed genuinely amused though, and the blatantly artificial laughter died a couple seconds later when Sidekick’s expression remained serious.
The kid patiently cocked their head to the side and crossed their arms.
Ah, fuck.
Superhero’s interview-ready smile returned full-force. The twitching muscle in her cheek only made it look even more fake than usually. “Sidekick, could we talk for a moment?” When the kid didn’t move, she added, “In private?”
“Why can’t we talk here?”
She stared the kid down, to no effect, then dropped the smile. “All right. Fine. I’d like you to reconsider.”
“Why?”
“Former Villain can’t be your mentor.”
Exactly! Not gonna happen. It was ludicrous. They couldn’t mentor some kid, and most definitely not this brat.
“Why not?” Sidekick asked and now they were the one smiling rather sweetly. “You said I could pick any member of the team.”
“Well, yes, but—”
“Are they not part of the team?”
“They- yes, of course they are, but—”
“But you don’t trust them.”
“I did not say that. I—”
“You said everyone on the team is like family. Was that a lie? Or is this the kind of family where you can’t trust each other and exclude everyone you don’t like? – Because that’s not the kind of team I want to be a part of.”
Silence. Superhero seemed at a complete loss for words.
Hah, wow. Sidekick had destroyed her.
Someone should take a picture; that face she was pulling should be a meme: Superhero.exe has stopped working …
Hero neatly took over then, with another bullshit excuse. “Kiddo, it’s not that we don’t trust Former Villain. They simply aren’t qualified to mentor, yet. They’re still new. They’ve only joined 13 months ago. You'll have to pick someone else.”
Sidekick’s eyes fixed on him like a cat’s would on a fat rat. “Someone like Other Hero? When did she join the team again?”
About 11 months ago.
Damn, the kid was good …
Under other circumstances, watching Hero and Superhero losing an argument against a teenager would have been a moment to savour. If only Sidekick wasn’t so keen on becoming the next bothersome chore on their already tight schedule.
Hero nodded. “True, Other Hero is new here too. But the time on the team is irrelevant. She has worked on another team before and already has leadership experience.”
“I see,” the kid said, and for a moment everyone breathed a sigh of relief. But the smile on their face didn’t falter. “Then Former Villain should make a great mentor. They used to lead a group—”
“A crime ring. That's not the same thing. I’d hardly call leading a small criminal organisation valuable life experience.”
Okay, rude. They shot Hero a dark look.
“I was an excellent team leader,” they grumbled, “and you know it.”
And why the hell were they backing the kid up?! – This wasn’t the time to pick a fight with Hero. They should be on his side! But their erstwhile nemesis (now least favourite co-worker) was practically fuming, which, admittedly, made for a way too satisfying sight.
Urgh, they should get their stupid priorities straight ...
“Shush,” Hero hissed. “You’re not helping.”
“Because you’re discrediting me.”
“I’m only trying to keep kiddo over here” – he thrust a thumb in Sidekick’s general direction – “from making a huge mistake.”
“Oh? A mistake, am I?”
“Yes. The worst mistake anyone could make. Ever. So please shut up and let me handle this.”
Superhero stepped between the two of them. “No, you’ll both shut up.” She heaved a long-suffering sigh, then addressed Sidekick again. “Why does it have to be Former Villain? Why not pick Hero? He also has 2 powers. He’s even got another trainee you could team up with. Doesn’t that sound like fun?”
Sidekick walked past her and Hero, strolled over, and snatched the discarded bag of gummy worms from their table.
“No, it does not sound like fun,” the kid said, mouth half full with stolen candy. “I want a mentor of my own. Hero has a sidekick already. You have a sidekick already. Former Villain has free time, experience, and 2 powers.”
They scoffed. Free time? Yeah, right. Lately, their schedule hardly afforded them the odd extra hours they needed to pursue their hobbies.
Superhero hummed. “I’m sure arrangements could be made with the other trainees—”
“So, you'd drop your other sidekick for me? Then how can I trust that you won’t replace me, too, the second a more promising recruit turns up?”
“That’s highly unlikely.”
“Because of my powers. Yeah. That’s why you want me to join, why any team would take me in.”
Superhero squared her shoulders. “Our team has an exceptional record. Our program has the highest success rates in the region, and—”
“Any team would take me in,” Sidekick repeated, sneering. “Apparently, having multiple powers outweighs any other aspect of a person’s identity or history.” The kid darted a quick glance their way, a little less scathing. “Even when the person used to be a villain.”
Bull’s eye!
How was the kid this astute? Part of them wanted to cheer and applaud. Their powers truly had been the main reason the Agency had given them a chance in the first place. It seemed even a former villain was more potential asset than risk if they came with two powers.
“Here’s the deal,” Sidekick said, and didn’t appear at all intimidated by the scowls on the heroes’ faces. “I will not reconsider. I want Former Villain. If I can’t have them, I’m leaving. Your choice.”
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Society of Protection (Yandere Bungo Stray Dogs x reader x original characters) (normalized yandere au)
Chapter Nineteen
A Forgotten Past
(A/N- We getting into light novel mentions now, Oooooooo)
Prologue and oc intro
Chapter one
Chapter two
Chapter three
Chapter four
Chapter five
Chapter six
Chapter seven, part one
Chapter seven, part two
Chapter eight
Chapter nine
Chapter ten
Chapter eleven
Chapter twelve
Chapter thirteen
Chapter fourteen
Chapter fifteen
Chapter sixteen
Chapter seventeen
Chapter eighteen
You and Gaston stared at the Hunting Dog who seemingly appeared out of no where. You had a look of pure shock plastered on your face while Gaston had his usual unsurprised expression.
“I knew something like this would happen as soon as Dr. Stevenson was notified about what happened.” Gaston said, looking the hunting dog up and down.
“You’re sharp Mr. Leroux.” Jouno stepped forward towards where you and the composer stood. “I figured you specifically might notice me, after all you did do work for the European Union all those years ago, or at least your file said that.”
“I’m not in the mood for small talk what do you want?” Gaston snapped back, clearly annoyed. Something must have set him off on that job with Leo, you can’t recall the last time you saw the composer this ticked off. But Jouno only chuckled to the composer’s annoyance.
“I just want to talk that’s all, since Miss (Name) here didn’t answer my questions earlier, I figured you may be more reasonable.” Jouno spoke, now only inches away from Gaston. He smiled as he looked at the composer. “Judging by your heartbeat that’s true, you’re calm throughout all of this.”
There was a long moment of silence before…
“(Name), leave the room.” Gaston said, his eyes glancing over at you. “Notify the others on what’s going on and wait in the lounge with them.”
“Gaston-“
“No, I would listen to him, your heartbeat is already quite accelerated, after all the rush of the day it may be hard to sleep tonight.” Jouno cut you off, giving you that same smile. “I promise no harm will come to him.”
With much hesitation you stepped towards the door and turned the lock before stepping out and closing it behind you which was followed by another twisting of the lock. You found yourself stumbling back into the lounge where everyone else was gathered along with that boy who was being dotted on by Dr. Stevenson, making sure he was okay. William noticed you first, like he often does. He stood up and walked you over to sit down on the couch.
“Are you alright? What’s happening?” William questioned as he sat down besides you. His voice was kind as always but clearly worried. “Is Gaston alright? Who was that other voice?”
“I-I’m alright.” You were able to stay calm enough to speak clearly or clear enough. “A Hunting Dog snuck in… Jouno.”
The whole room fell silent, including Dr. Stevenson who was trying to keep the unfamiliar boy calm. The silence felt like it was screaming but it was quickly broken by Dr. Stevenson standing up along with the boy, her hands on his shoulders. “You all can discuss this among yourselves, I’m going to preform a check up to make sure Karma is alright.”
Well at least now you now know the boy’s name…
There was an even longer silence after the doctor and the boy left the apartment. You could see the clear distress on everyone’s faces, especially those of William and Emma. You watched as William slid off his glasses and gave a heavy sigh.
“What else happened?” William asked, his head in his hands. Now you could all see something was deeply troubling him now.
“Um… when I was in the hospital one of them told me that there was an ex assassin in the society, with a kill count over-“
“Five hundred.” Emma finished your sentence. She also had a look of stress like William had on his face. “This is exactly what I was fearing…”
“Fearing? William, Emma, what’s going on? Is this true?” You turned to look at the couple and then at the other society members and they all fell quiet as well. “Guys?”
“It… it’s an extremely long story.”
Emma answered. “One that we probably should have told you months ago.”
“So it’s true, there is an assassin in this organization.” You said, basically answering your own question because everyone else seems to only be giving you bits and pieces and it was getting to the point that you were living and working with these people, spending so much of your life with them, but you barely knew them. “Why can’t anyone be honest with me anymore, or were you honest with me at all?”
“That’s exactly what I’m wondering, you all are making my job so much harder and look at poor Miss (Name)…” You all turn to see the office door open and Jouno walking towards you all along with Gaston behind him. “Your coworker and you keep so many secrets from her, poor thing.”
“Please-“
“Please what? Stop? But I’m not wrong and we both know that.” Jouno interrupted you, stepping over to you. “You don’t belong here. I mean you almost got hit by a car and you expect to be able to fight like these people, underneath it all you are just a fragile, helpless, little girl.”
“That’s enough.” You watched as William stood up, making the hunting dog take a step back to make room for the thespian. “You came here uninvited, unannounced, and intimidating my friends. Jouno was it? You can leave.”
“Who do you think you are to-“
“Oh my god, shut up and get out, you may be a Hunting Dog but I believe, correct me if I am wrong, you are intruding on private property. So you can take whatever information Mr. Leroux gave you and leave.”
Jouno was struck dumb by William’s confidence and audacity to talk to him like that and frankly everyone else was as well.
Well everyone but Gaston…
“Excusing my friend, but to an extent he is right. You should leave, it is quite late and we do need our rest.” Gaston said, speaking in his charismatic tone, walking towards Jouno and placing his hand on his back, guiding him towards the door. “I’m sure we’ll be seeing you seeing you soon, good night.”
With that you watched Gaston open the door for Jouno. You saw as Jouno turned and grabbed the composer by the shoulder and whispered something in his ear before talking a step back, and going a nod of his head, hand on the brim of his cap, and that teasing smile on his face as Gaston slammed the door in his face.
“What did you tell him Gaston?” You asked your friend as he approached you all in the lounge.
“I gave him some things to get the Hunting Dogs off our asses, temporarily at least.” He said as he sat down back on the couch. “I gave him dirt on someone who is on my last nerve, along with an invitation to the charity ball for all the Hunting Dogs.”
“You’re joking”
“I wish I was (Name), that was one of his demands. We will have the Hunting Dogs on our asses the entire night, my apologies... especially to you (Name) and William” Gaston paused on his words and sighed. “This is going to make your job to get Miss Jane back that much harder.”
…Miss Jane…
…You almost forgot about her…
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There were light footsteps in the hall as Jouno left the office of the captain of the hunting dogs. With the information they have just gathered and the information they will continue to gather proving the Society is indeed an illegal organization will prove to be easy, after all money can’t hide everything and that was the society’s biggest strength and weakness.
Then the Hunting Dog stopped and smiled…
“Been awhile since you’ve been back around here, Tachihara.” The blind Hunting turned to face the other man who was standing in an alcove in. The hallway on his phone. This man would have been familiar to you if you saw him, only if he was in attire a bit different because now instead of his normal white tank top and green jacket he wears the uniform of the Hunting Dogs.
“Heard from the boss that you and Tecchou have been looking into the Society of Protection, that European group, ya?” Jouno nodded to the red head’s question which resulted in a chuckle from the fellow Hunting Dog. “I found out that that girl there, (Name) I think, she made a deal with the boss of the Port Mafia for information. Not to mention she has caught the eye of quite a few people there.”
“Oh really? That doesn’t surprise me much, she has that whole society wrapped around her finger.” Jouno replied his usual smile coming across his face. “Seems like we have quite a bit of work to do.”
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On the rooftop of the Society headquarters sat William, sitting on the edge, a book in one hand and a glass of wine in the other. It was the dead of night, the world shrouded in darkness except the flickering street lights below.
“(Name), I know you’re there. You can come out.” William said, not even glancing away from his book. From the shadows you stood up from behind the condenser unit you were hiding behind and you walked over to where the actor sat, and going to sit next to him.
“Are you alright, Will? You seemed really shaken up.” You asked glancing up at the man next to you. “That assassin thing, it’s you isn’t it?”
William paused for a moment as he was bringing the wine glass to his lips. He took a brief sip before setting it aside. You two sat in pure silence for a long moment before answering “Yes… it is me… but please I am not that person anymore… that was a long time ago and it’s not so cut and dry as just an assassin.”
“Then what was it?” Your question made William close his eyes as if it was all happening right now despite after all these years.
“I-It wasn’t exactly a Crime Organization, it was group of us who worked underground for The Order of the Clocktower, a British government entity. Our cover was a crime organization, but in reality we were just a branch of protection for the Crown.” He began this tale, speaking of it as if it is almost another life, someone who wasn’t him. “Forgive me for being so emotional, it has just been a long time since I told anyone this because everyone else in the Society already knows. For a long time that was the only life I knew, I was raised to be a spy, the greatest kind of actor. My parents were also in such a business, but they were good people despite it all, they loved me very much but didn’t have a choice. I served in the war as a child spy with them and then went on to serve the Crown as an assassin… I hurt a lot of people...”
“I-I’m sorry…”
“Don’t be, there was nothing you could have done. Besides what happened to them wasn’t your fault…”
“Them?”
“My parents… they were killed…” William’s breath hitched in his throat before he took a breath in an attempt to calm himself. “I was still fairly young when this happened, but my parents were on a job, guarding the Queen. They were killed that day along side many other ability users by another assassin, he almost killed the Queen as well but ended up killing her body double… I-I can remember his face clear as day, blond hair, and a black hat… god I would have given anything to kill him in that moment… they called him the King of Assassins.”
“William…”
“After that due to my injuries I was released from my duties and I… I took some time to recover mentally before moving to Hungary and marrying Emma in secret who I had met in the war and we had kept in contact via letters, it was the one good thing that came from that.”
“That must have been so hard.”
“It was.” He answered, before picking up his wine glass and downing the rest. “But if I ever encounter him again, I don’t think I’ll be seeking vengeance. I’ll be protecting my family this time around.”
“Your family?”
“The people I would die for, the people who love me for me, the Society.” He nudged you with his shoulder and ruffled your hair. “You’re my little sister, don’t forget that, blood be damned.”
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A Taste Of Kimchi
The class learn about Kokichi's twin brother, Kimochi.
[Hope's Peak Academy AU, Non Despair, Humor]
It was a normal day at Hope's Peak Academy. Miu was being her usual loud self, Kaede was trying unsuccessfully to get everyone to calm down, Kokichi had stolen something off of Maki's desk resulting in both her and Kaito trying to chase him down with many casualties in the process. Tenko had picked Himiko up and moved her bodily out of the way of the way of the chase, while Shuichi had been knocked over, Kaito throwing a "sorry" over his shoulder without stopping.
It was during this mad dash around the classroom that Kiibo noticed something falling to the classroom floor. A picture, it seemed, and a quick examination of the ten individuals shown revealed it to belong to Kokichi. The picture was quickly taken out of Kiibo's hands though, as Kaito noticed the picture and helped himself to it.
"Yo, Kokichi! What the hell is this?" Kaito asked, waving the picture around to get his attention.
Kokichi looked at him cautiously, waiting until Maki had stopped chasing him before looking at Kaito. "How am I supposed to see it if you keep waving it around?"
Miu, was close enough that she barely had to lean over to see, let out a loud laugh. "Heh, just a bunch of clowns."
That statement drew the rest of the class forward. Realization seemed to dawn on Kokichi's face as he grinned and moved closer to them. "Oh, that. That's just a picture of the loyal followers of my secret organization."
"Bullshit," Kaito said immediately.
"Oh, you're in this picture, too," Kaede said when she got a look at it.
"What?" Kokichi moved closer, snatching the picture from Kaito's hands to look at it himself. "Oh, that's just Kimchi."
"Who?"
"My twin," Kokichi answered with a shrug. He put the picture into his pocket where it was assumed to have come from.
"No way there's two of you!" Kaito said immediately, rejecting the idea. "You would have said something by now."
"Nishishi," Kokichi grinned at him. "Sure, that's a lie. Just like my organization and my talent, right?"
"W-well..."
"You can't blame us for being a bit skeptical," Korekiyo spoke up. "You have a reputation for stretching the truth, after all."
"I tell the truth all the time," Kokichi objected. "It's not my fault that none of you believe me." With that said, Kokichi ran out of the classroom.
No one realized that that was just the beginning.
OoOoOoOo
It was nearly two weeks later that Miu came rushing into the classroom with a manic grin on her face. "Holy shit, guys! I just saw Bakamatsu and Cockichi holding hands!"
"What?" Kiibo questioned, blinking at her.
"No way," Kaito said, moving across the room to her desk. "You must have seen that wrong. There's no way Kaede would hold hands with that little freak."
"Maybe Kokichi and Kaede like each other more than we think?" Gonta pondered out loud.
"It's not really any of our business," Kirumi pointed out.
"Bullshit it's not my business," Miu replied, glaring at the maid. "If my classmates are getting busy behind my back, I wanna know about it."
"Your curiosity doesn't make you entitled to the knowledge," Kirumi said with a small frown.
"Maybe we should just ask them?" Shuichi suggested.
"That little runt would just lie!" Miu complained.
Maki rolled her eyes. "Then ask Kaede."
Miu took her advice to heart, cornering Kaede as soon as the girl entered the classroom. "Why were you holding hands with Kokichi, huh?"
Kaede took taken aback. "W-what?"
Kiibo placed a hand on Miu's shoulder, trying to calm her down. "Miu thinks she saw you and Kokichi holding hands."
"Um, no," she answered with a confused expression on her face. After a moment, recognition flooded her face and she smiled at them. "Oh, that must have been our twins. They've been hanging out lately." With that seemingly settled, Kaede went to her desk.
The rest of the class was much less convinced.
Kaito sighed. "What? Now she has a secret twin? That little gremlin must have gotten to her."
"I bet they're secretly dating," Miu cackled. "That's why they came up with this super lame lie."
"We shouldn't assume that," Shuichi said.
"If Kaede and Kokichi dating, Gonta happy for them!"
"I... agree with Shuichi," Kiibo said. "It's wrong to assume."
Miu rolled her eyes. "Whatever. Be in denial if you want."
They were quiet by the time Kokichi showed up, except for Gonta's well meaning cry of, "Congratulations, Kokichi! Gonta happy if you happy." That left the Supreme Leader confused.
OoOoOoOo
It was Shuichi that eventually asked, "Do you really have a twin, Kokichi?"
The Supreme Leader grinned widely at him. "Sure do! We're completely identical! He's always copying my style, can you believe it!"
"I don't believe it," Kaito insisted, butting into the conversation from two desk away.
"Nyeh, what's your twin like?" Himiko asked.
"Believe it or not, he's the evil twin," Kokichi answered with a smile.
"More evil than your annoying ass?" Miu asked.
Kokichi glared at her. "No one was talking to you, slut!"
"Eh!"
"Forgive me for saying so," Kirumi said. "But I find it hard to believe that your twin could be more difficult to deal with than you."
Kokichi teared up immediately. "Wh-what? M-mom... doesn't love me anymore... Wahh!"
Kirumi looked pained as Kokichi wailed at her loudly, regret written all over her face.
Rantaro placed a hand on Kokichi's head, which seemed to work as a switch since Kokichi stopped crying instantly. "Hey, I'm sure Kirumi didn't mean it that way."
"Yay!" Kokichi said, throwing his arms around Rantaro. "I knew someone here loved me!"
"I still don't believe it," Kaito insisted. "You haven't mentioned having a twin once before now. This has got to be some kind of prank."
Kokichi rolled his eyes. "It's not my fault that none of you ever cared enough to ask."
"He has a point," Tsumugi spoke up. "We've never really asked before, so..."
"Prove it," Maki demanded. "If your twin is real, there should be proof, right?"
Kokichi's expression went blank. "Are you all sure? I've protected you all from him so far, but if I let you meet him, then you're all on your own."
"I can't imagine him being worse than a degenerate male like you," Tenko said. "Not that I believe you in the first place."
"Well, you all asked for it." Kokichi said. "Tomorrow I'll let you all meet Kimchi!"
"What kind of name is Kimchi, anyway?" Kaito questioned.
"Short for Kimochi," Kokichi told them. "I call him Kimchi and Dice call him Mochi. Wars have been fought over his name, you know."
"Sounds made up to me," Miu grumbled.
"The only thing made up around here is your dignity, whore!"
The conversation devolved into bickering from there.
OoOoOoOo
The next day, Kokichi came to school wearing a hat, cape, and bright smile. "Good morning my dear classmates," he called out to them.
"You seem to be in a good mood today," Kiibo noted.
Kokichi skipped over to Kiibo, placing himself on the robot's desk. "Of course I'm in a good mood when I get to see all my wonderful friends."
"What the hell is this?" Miu asked, flinching away from Kokichi where she stood beside Kiibo. "The twerp is acting weird."
Kokichi frowned. "Hey now, there's no need for name calling."
Kirumi removed her glove and placed the back of her hand on his forehead. "He doesn't feel warm."
"I'm not feeling the love today," he told them. "I thought I would be welcome here."
Gonta stood up from his seat at that. "Ah, Kokichi no be sad. Gonta happy to see him!"
Kokichi smiled again. "I knew someone would be happy to see me. I missed you too, Gonta!"
"Wait a minute," Kaede said, walking over to Kokichi and staring him down. "You're... You're Kimchi, aren't you?"
Somehow, his smile got brighter. "You got me! So Kokichi really did tell you about me? That makes me soo happy! And I'm really glad to see you, Kaede."
Kaito got to his feet. "That's enough, Kokichi. We're not gonna fall for your little trick. Now knock it off. You're weirding me out."
He shook his head. "Kaito, Kaito, Kaito. Always such a disbeliever. Weren't you the one that wanted to see me in the first place?"
"Um," Shuichi spoke up. "Technically, Maki was the one that wanted proof."
His eyes brightened as he hopped off Kiibo's desk. "And where is our lovely Maki? I've wanted to meet her most of all."
Maki sighed from her desk, glaring at Kokichi. "You really think I'm gonna believe you're someone else just because you're acting a little differently. You look exactly the same, even if you are wearing a different outfit."
Kokichi frowned as he looked down at his clothes. "You don't like my cape?"
"I like the cape," Himiko said.
Kokichi smiled at her. "You were always my favorite."
Tenko pulled Himiko into her arms and shielded her from his sight. "Don't you get any ideas, degenerate!"
He laughed. "You're all just as much fun as Kokichi said you would be." He skipped closer to Maki. His back was to the rest of the class, so she was the only one that could see how his face became progressively darker. "I've heard that you're the most fun of all, Maki. Is that true? Do you play with my brother as much as he says?" He was standing right in front of her now and his voice dropped from the cheerful tone he'd ben using into something dark and threatening. Worse than anything they'd heard from Kokichi before. "Or was that just a lie to cover up how poorly you treat him. Are you a problem that I need to handle without him knowing, Maki Harukawa?"
Maki actually looked taken aback, prompting Kaito to step towards them. "Hey, what are you doing to Makiroll?" He grabbed Kokichi by the shoulder and spun him around. By that point, he was already wearing the bright expression from earlier again.
"Something wrong Kaito?"
Kaito picked him up by his cape. His eyes widened in surprise, feet kicking out beneath him. "Hey, what are you doing?"
"What is wrong with you today?"
Kokichi's eyes began to water, but rather than the wail they were used to, trails of tears began to roll down his face. "Why... are you doing this to me?" he asked them. "I just... wanted to be your friends..."
"H-hey..."
And then the real Kokichi walked into the room, pausing as he took in the sight before him. "What the hell are you doing to Kimchi!" Kokichi ran toward Kaito, pushing him and making him lose his grip on Kimochi. Kokichi leaned over his twin, wiping his tears. "Hey, what happened? What did they do?"
Kimochi shook his head. "N-nothing, they were great..."
"You don't have to lie to me, Kimchi," Kokichi said. "If they were mean to you, I'll make their life hell for the next three years."
"They weren't... all bad," Kimochi said. "Gonta was nice. And Himiko."
Kokichi glared around the room. "Do you guys really hate me that much?" he asked. "Kimchi was here for five minutes and you already..." He took his twin brother's hand, pulling him toward the door. "We're leaving. I don't want to see any of your faces."
As they left the classroom, Kimchi looked back at them. His expression was twisted and his grin was manic as he looked at them. "Goodbye class."
Everyone was silent until they were out of sight.
"Holy shit!" Kaito said. "What the hell was that?"
Kaede sighed. "That was Kimchi."
"That little shit really does have a twin!" Miu exclaimed.
"I don't know why you doubted it," Kaede said. "I told you guys."
"Well, yeah, but we didn't believe you," Kaito admitted, scratching the back of his head. "We thought you were just embarrassed to be caught holding his hand or whatever."
Kaede wrinkled her nose. "Why would I be embarrassed?" she asked. "I'm not the type to lie about stuff like that."
"She has a point," Rantaro pointed out.
"I suppose we should have taken Kokichi's words of warning to heart," Korekiyo said.
"Guys, there's something else I think we should worry about," Shuichi spoke up. He ducked his head a bit when all eyes were on his, but he continued, "Kimochi lied to Kokichi and Kokichi has no idea."
They all paused, absorbing the fact that Kokichi knew his twin was, in his own words evil, and still fell for the trick that the class had been able to make him cry.
Miu summed it up nicely when she loudly exclaimed, "Fuck!"
"Guess Kokichi has a blind spot where his brother is concerned," Rantaro said.
"Do you think he meant it when he said he would make our life hell?" Kiibo asked.
"Angie thinks that some of you should start praying to Atua before Kokichi returns to class."
For once, the class thought that maybe she was right.
Read more about the twins here!
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OOoooOoo scary(itsnotscary) story OOoOOo
Clean Up On 13
Horror stories eh? I've got something for you, happened a while back on a night much like this one. So I used to work at Walmart you know, had it's ups and downs but it made ends meet. Before you ask this isn't some tale of 'THE HORRORS OF MINIMUM WAGE', it's a little, different. To understand the scene you should know I am often the only cashier open from about 7pm all the way to 11, which is when the store closes. I'm not entirely alone, theres always two people down at self checkout next to register 1 and one person at the customer service desk, who is usually the supervisor. Our story starts at 10pm in the dead of night, and me being bored as hell with no customers in sight. I'm sitting at register 5 which is right across from the service desk, lost in my own thoughts when the supervisor comes over. Let's call her Miss K. K tells me to clean the registers, she always wants us up and moving to keep us busy, so I just grab the cleaning supplies and get moving. Then she says "Make sure to get register 13 too." And walks off. Firstly, I hadn't even remembered we had a register 13. Secondly, I haven't ever seen someone working at it or seen the aisle light one once in the time I've worked there. This might be because , unlike every other register, 13 is separated from all the rest by a giant wall of ‘As Seen On TV’ merchandise, cutting it off from all the rest. I thought for a moment that maybe it was used only when I wasn't on shift, but the layers of dust and crusty red-brown stains dried on the conveyor disproved my theorem immediately. Wasting no time I get to cleaning, getting lost in my mind thinking up perfect arguments where I always win and reply in witty ways, grumbling when I have to scrape the stains off the belt. I was in the middle of one such argument against my late middle school bully when I heard the rickety wheels of a cart turn into the lane. I look up from my work and see the figure of an old man in a gray suit, white hair poking from under a similarly gray hat. Before I can politely tell him I'm closed he points to the register light above me asking in a kindly voice "Are you open? I hope I'm not inconveniencing you." I look up and clear as day, the light is on. I glance back down to the man who's gripping his cart, patiently awaiting an answer and just respond with a “I was just keeping busy, there's no problem.”. Yes, with the full customer service smile and everything. I took a passing look at what he’s buying, it looked like some deli stuff and a lot of kitchen equipment. Not filling the whole cart but it was certainly not a quick transaction so I started preparing bags while he was putting stuff on the conveyor belt, which I thankfully had finished cleaning. In hindsight this was incredibly stupid, no not because of a creepy guy buying meat and knives but more so I had NO idea if there was any money in this dusty register or not. I only thought of this probability after he had loaded every knife and tool, including a large meat press thing, onto the belt. I tried to look to the service desk to see if I could get K to help but was unsuprised to see she had not returned there. So I just scan barcodes, hoping this man wouldn't pay with cash. He didn't seem to mind my nervous expression. Actually I don't think he looked at me at all since asking the question, only keeping his eyes locked onto the box slowly moving down the conveyor. I finally got to the box, it was actually some meat grinder thing, the kind you clamp to a table with the crank. I think the only thing that put me off was why wasn't he buying some electric one. My thoughts were interrupted by a loud beep from the register, asking for a customer service plan. I pointed to the screen on the old mans side, and his eyes finally relented from the belt to the screen. He scratched his chin in thought, debating on whether to get the plan or not.
(Hey Hat here this is fictional and only very loosely based on actual happenings. I don't know how to link posts together and this story is long so Ill just do a second post of the second half of the story OOooooOo)
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my friend just blew my third eye wide open on a 3.5 hr video call and like....its genuinely so naive and almost dumb of me to still do this but i just perpetually feel like my mental image of myself is permastuck as the completely friendless weird offputting ugly sixth grader i DEFINITELY was at some point but not anymore. but its like im still looking at everything from her perspective and assuming people still see me as her and not someone who can be hot and intimidating and cool and sexy. i immediately assume anyone who’s interested is interested in me for me DESPITE my looks because they just really like who i am and not ever just for my looks or god forbid body. but she laid it out to me really clearly that from the outside looking in a lot of the time it isnt this cringy ugly weird beast with some super cool guy who is willing to look past that because the ugly weird beast is funny and witty or whatever but actually a really weird insecure guy who’s parading around a hot black metal chick he found in front of all his friends and when it’s put like that im SHOCKED how much sense it makes like.....in this very specific situation we’re referencing i get taken around and meet all the guys and he makes a big show of cozying up to me on his boys couch and they all knew about me (even just in a vague Girl From Tinder sense) before i showed up but then he invites me back home and just.....doesn’t touch me the rest of the night and asks if i’d prefer to sleep on the couch. makes a really public thing of like oooooooo im rebounding look i got this young stunna 6ft tall tattooed titted up easy california girl are you impressed yet guys. and then drops me like a hot rock in a very embarrassing and apparent way when the opportunity to get back with his ex arises. it’s just a little dark sided when you look at it from that perspective but i think some other more recent experiences have kind of driven home that im out of my own loop and im not actually so ugly that i have to hope people just like my vibrant personality enough and in this particular niche we occupy i can actually be kinda hot and just sort of.....used for it??? i dunno if im even expressing myself clearly and just sound like i think im literally the hottest shit who’s ever thought of cutting a bathory shirt into a crop top out there but like it’s just WEIRD it’s a perspective ive never had on myself before and it kinda scares me that i can be so simple minded and naive at times while also apparently externally looking like this beguiling vixen of the night bc internally im still the specky chubby zitty middle schooler getting shoved into walls and getting my books ripped out of my hands!!!
#my brother in christ we are absolutely incoherent tonight#i think she realized how much i just Didnt Get It and got a little concerned that the more i get out there now the more likely i am to just#completely get taken advantage of
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Started playing DRV3 for the first time, thought it would be cool to make a chart after each section 🤔
Prologue complete! Opinions on the cast are under the cut, read at your own discretion.
I really like Kaede and Shuichi, they're a really good duo. :D She's very lovely and kept complimenting all the other female students - he's very quiet but I love his voice and he just seems polite. Gonta is soo sweet, so are the painter and mage. I love weird girls!! I honestly thought I'd hate Himiko and Angie the most out of the cast but I was very wrong...she's a mage, magic is real, I don't understand Angie's religion thing but that doesn't matter she's cool. I hope they get to interact with Gonta sometime.
Kiibo and Kirumi are wonderful and the little dude + anthropologist are baller. I personally love anthropology and his thing about finding everything beautiful just speaks to me (also I'm pretty sure he's voiced by Todd Haberkorn - HUGE fan of that). Kirumi reminds me of Peko, but kinder.
Love the inventor, she's loud and vulgar and strikes me as a party girl. She's a bit rude and I don't usually like pervy characters but I'm a Kazuichi lover so... 🤷 The ultimate "child caregiver" (I think I've seen somewhere she's actually the ultimate assassin) is nice and I kinda dig that she's not completely hostile towards everyone else? She seems like she doesn't want to be there and that'sss pretty cool to me. :)
I hate compulsive liars and most of his dialogue was annoying to me but I can't help but smile whenever Kokichi interacted with someone else. He seems so happy so eh, C tier. Tenko is okay, I like her made up fighting style but don't enjoy her expressions (I hate saying that because usually I'm all for weird faces/expressions but it feels a bit forced?). I definitely don't hate either of them!
Ultimate cosplayer isss kind of lame not gonna lie, she doesn't even wear her own stuff if I remember correctly - she's more like the ultimate seamstress. Green hair dude (I called him the ultimate couchsurfer while playing) bored me but he's probably gonna be important in the story later on so oooOooOo whatever. Whenever I play Danganronpa games they get me invested in the side characters that die and I never enjoy the main trio or the survivors...it's been getting better with every game but it's frustrating. Also Kaito is not how I thought he would be, I see so much fanart and love for him but I don't care about him right now. He doesn't sound like how I thought he would and he's very pushy(?).
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Okay so like, a MONTH b4 I got into welcome home and shit when the website was still down I wrote a little comic idea for what I thought the plot was gonna be (in a funny way ofc) and I think it is…Kinda interesting at least???
So it starts like
Julie goes up to wally with the mailman [Eddie] (didnt look up like most of the characters names when writing this lmao) and sun-lookin dude [Sally] with a worried expression on hers and sun’s faces and a frustrated look on mailmans [Eddie] face.
“Uhh..Wally?”
“Yes, Julie Joyful?”
“So we’ve been thinking…About how you’ve been acting recently and—“
Mailman [Eddie] cuts in. “It’s downright creepy! What on earth is goin’ on with you? I mean you’ve even scared poor ol’ Barnaby!” *points at Barbaby who’s terrified of the horrors* “Ya see? Now mister you’re gonna tell us what the gosh darn heck is happenin’ to you!”
Wally stares at them for a panel.
“I went to the house that makes you self aware.” *He points to the house which mumbles ‘ooo im a nice house, I’m a nice friendly friendly house I wont bite you just come inside i wont make you question your existence I promise oooooooo im so niceee’*
Julie and the other look horrified and say “THE WHAT?!?!”
The green apple guy [Howdy] walks by in the middle of this and also goes “The what?!” And everyone looks at him. And it ends.
Honestly I mainly just needed to switch Howdy with Barnaby and Barnaby with like Frank and it still couldve worked maybe probably not
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I'm back with another cat who deserves to go apeshit. It's Leafpool. It's like she was born just for StarClan and everyone to shit on her. Unless the Erins retconned it Sandstorm pressured Leafkit into becoming a med cat. Sure she did come to like it later but she had her own mother try to tell her to follow that path.
Then when she listened to StarClan and followed her heart she comes back to see her mentor dead by a badger. Then she is pregnant with Crow's kits when they split up and has to deliver them outside of the Clan and give them to Squirrel to raise as her own while she has to pretend to be the Aunt to them.
And StarClan for some ass reason got in their feelings about it and treated Leafpool like 'Wah how dare you break the code that the clan equivalent of a teenage mom in ye olde times created because she was stressed out and really shouldn't be a measurement of every medicine cat?'
And even though it was Leafpool who found the warrior version of Black Mecca, the pool she was named after and the thing that connects the world of the living to StarClan, no one acknowledges this at all and goes 'Holy Smokes, she is practically the next Moth Flight, you know that cat that found that sparkly blue stone in that cave before the two legs came and destroyed everything. Maybe we should at least give her deserved respect and that she can make mistakes like everyone else.'
Like Leafpool found the Lake version of the Moonstone to keep the Clans from running around like headless chickens and would have made the panic of having no Moonpool because it was frozen look like a cake walk because they wouldn't even have a Moonpool to have it be frozen.
Instead of saying 'Okay Leafpool, you did break the Code but since you helped the Clans not degrade into Godless Heathens, you can keep your role. It's not like you gave birth to Brokenstar 2.0 and helped save lives after all' nearly everyone treated her like she was a pariah or the next coming of Tigerstar.
Hell, when Leafpool died, that's when the Moonpool froze. It's like they were connected and when she passed, it too 'died.'
( Don't even get me started on that trial shenanigans, because I will rant until I hit a word limit LOL )
And while Holly, Lion, and Jay had every right to be mad at her but they didn't have to go out of their way to be that antagonistic since nearly every cat in the Clans both dead and alive already treated her like a yeast infection or you know, try to force her to commit suicide by the berries that did in Brokenstar.
I just kinda wish Leaf snapped back at Holly during that moment, even if it will be out of character.
'I know I gave up the right to me your mother and you every reason to be mad at me, but I will NOT have you use that tone against or say such things to kewhen you know how The Clans and our Ancestors view Kin Slaying in cold blood. Let alone killing a Medicine Cat. Firestar will be forced exile to you and when you die you will not grace the stars of Silverpelt.
And many cats broke the Code. Will you kill Crowfeather too? Technically Tawnypelt broke the Code when she went to ShadowClan and had half clan kits. Should she be slain by you as well? And Firestar was a kitty pet by birth. Should Sandstorm die for giving birth to half kitty pet cats?
If making me eat them truly will make you feel better, then do it. But my death will not be quick or pleasant. I only ask you as my final wish is that you look away as I choke to death, because I still love you, and I don't want you to see how a cat choking to death looks like.'
And Hollyleaf is so stunned she doesn't run off to the tunnels, but does come back to the Clan until a week to fully comprehend what happened.
Sorry if this came off as ranty but Leafpool deserves better.
Oooooooo this is Good Stuff! I’m not even going to write a lil story you already did Amazing! Go off Leafpool! Let Leafpool Be Angry! Let her R A G E! She was Wronged! I cannot express how good this is!
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The Wrath of the Duskgloom Sea part 3
Here is part 3.
*The scene picks up at the Créme Republic's docks where Clotted Cream was observing the process of the Salty Shark being restock. As the crewmembers and House Custard soldiers were moving boxes around, Clotted Cream fidgeted with his sleeve buttons.*
Clotted Cream: (I hope we'll get there in time. From the stories Uncle Caviar had told me about the Duskgloom Sea, there's no telling what could happen to him. By the great Divine Light...please be safe, Uncle Caviar.)
*Just as the last box of supplies was loaded, a couple of voices called out from behind him.*
???: Clotted Cream! Clotted Cream!
*Clotted Cream turned around to see Wildberry, Gingerbrave, Princess, Knight, and Sorbet Shark running straight at him.*
Clotted Cream: Wh...What are you guys doing here?
Princess: We heard what had happen to Captain Caviar!
GingerBrave: And that you're going on a mission to save him!
Sorbet Shark: Ooooo Ooooo! Oooooooo!
Knight: And if you think you are going on this dangerous mission alone, you have another thing coming!
Wildberry: So, we will be going with you. Just to make sure you don't crumble yourself.
Clotted Cream: You don't...how did you found out so-
???: I told them.
*Clotted Cream looked behind his friends to see his father, Oyster, and Bubble Pearl walking up to the them and the ship. He had noticed that both House Oyster ladies were dressed more in an adventurous outfit.*
Clotted Cream: Father...What-
Custard: Do not argue. I may not have traveled to the Duskgloom Seas, but I have heard tales that could make Dark Enchantress look like a bear jelly. You will need help out there. Hence, your friends being here.
Clotted Cream: But what about-
Custard: Lady Oyster and Miss Bubble Pearl will be going with you. Trust me...I've tried to stop them.
Bubble Pearl: *crosses her arms* And you would have been sent to a doctor's office if you kept going.
Oyster: *pinches her daughter's cheeks* Bubble Pearl! *looks back at Clotted Cream, a stern expression Clotted Cream rarely sees* We will not leave the rescue of my husband to just you. I had to be kept away from him for three decades and now that I'm finally with him, a beast wants to crumble him. I will not allow that. And you cannot stop us from boarding that ship.
*Clotted Cream looked at Custard, who just nodded. He then looked back at his friends who did the same thing. Finally he sighed and nodded his head.*
Clotted Cream: Alright. You two can come. Just please stay close if something happens.
Bubble Pearl: *smiles* You got it. Now let's get going! Every minute wasted here is another minute father is fighting that monster!
Princess: Right! Let's go!
*Everyone starts to embark the ship. Princess, Bubble Pearl, and GingerBrave were the first on board, followed by Oyster, Knight, and Sorbet Shark. Wildberry and Clotted Cream were the last ones to board.*
Custard: Very well. I wish you all luck and you-*points at Wildberry. Wildberry looks back at Custard. His face softens up a bit* please keep my son safe.
Wildberry:...Of course, Elder Custard. I will protect him.
*After everyone boarded the ship, it took off to the direction of the Duskgloom Sea. Sorbet Shark and GingerBrave explored the deck while Princess was forming a plan with Knight, Oyster, and Bubble Pearl. Clotted Cream kept his eyes on the now shrinking horizon of the Crème Republic. As he kept an eye on the horizon, Wildberry placed his hand on his shoulder.*
Wildberry: We'll get there. We'll save him. And then we can go home and tell your father about us.
Clotted Cream: I...I hope so. I just...*sighs and place his hand on Wildberry's* So much is going on.
Wildberry: I know. But we'll face them together. One step at a time. Just think this: once we finish this mission, we'll head to your house, look your father in the eye, and tell him about us. Holding each other's hands and standing side by side. And if he doesn't agree, then we can go to the Cookie Kingdom and start a life there.
Clotted Cream: *chuckles before turning to him and smiling* Since when where you so good with words?
Wildberry: *smiles back* You've been rubbing off on me.
*Clotted Cream smiled a bit before looking ahead, worried about the mission.*
#cookie run kingdom#crk headcanons#duskgloom sea#clotted cream cookie#wildberry cookie#princess cookie#knight cookie#gingerbrave#sorbet shark cookie#oyster cookie#cookie run oc#bubble pearl cookie#custard cookie
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New Solarballs AU warning 😤✊
So basically this AU is an inspiration from Tokyo Revengers
The AU name is "The Solar Revengers" "TSR" for short.
In this AU, every solar system is a gang. So our Solar System gang is called "The Galactic Ghouls".
Here are the characters so far:
Solano Tiaguro (Sun) - The almighty leader of The Galactic Ghouls. He is a very cheeky and forgetful person but reliable and has a strong sense of justice. The reason why he created the gang was because he want to bring equal rights and peace to everyone.
Mercia Pey (Mercury) - The first division captain. She is a very loyal and trustworthy person. And also one thing, don't feel intimidated by her aura as she is actually a nice person:) Thanks to her agility and small size, she can take down huge enemies very easily.
Velkan Quinn (Venus) - The second division captain. He is a caring-by-nature and is Mercia's bestie. As a sweetheart, Velkan rarely fight and dislike fighting. However, don't take this as a chance to hurt anyone precious to him as he can still beat your ass up with ease ^^ 💢
Elliott Quinn (Earth) - The third division captain. He is the opposite of his brother, Velkan. Elliott like to pick fights and enjoy it. He is described to be a very reckless person and don't mess with his favorite people, especially with Amaris (Moon).
Malachy Deandre (Mars) - The fourth division captain. He is a passive-aggressive person, which means he only bite back if he is irritated enough. Talking about people who irritate him the most, it's Elliott, these two don't get along really well and have to be separated each times. Hurt his adopted children? You're dead.
Jensen Hammond (Jupiter) - The fifth division captain. He is a kind introvert. Despite his huge, robust-built body, he is a cool guy. Unlike others who will threaten to kill you if you hurt their special someone, Jensen is the one who WILL make you regret. Honestly this dude is the strongest member so don't mess with him except if you want to suffer, OK?
Sabellius Ameno (Saturn) - The sixth division captain. He is a generally kind and generous person, but what is behind his smiles? This dude is one of the characters that have the highest chance of being a yandere. A yandere material, really- so best luck on escaping from his grasp if he finds you interesting. Would torture you little by little if you humiliate his children :)
Ulysses Morrow (Uranus) - The seventh division captain and Solano's advisor. He is the brain of the gang, for his smartass personality. Ulysses is a very careful, keen and memorable person, thus making him perfect to be Solano's right-hand man. Due to his over-working hours, Ulysses lost his ability to feel emotions or express them.. (faq you Solano, even though you didn't mean it). He is not easy to fluster, why? He is emotionless and an aeroace so you have NO absolute chance winning his heart. Allows you to talk shit about his children but will make you suffer later :)
Noboru Morrow (Neptune) - The eighth division captain. Probably the harshest person you will ever met. He is snarky and arrogant, so unlike his brother (Ulysses). He always seem to push people out of their zones. Despising that, Noboru is one of the strongest member of The Galactic Ghouls, even surpassed his brother in strength. He, alongside with his brother, are sirens but they hid this forms away from other people (except for le gang). He is very destructive and is an upgraded version of Elliott (RIP Velkan and Ulysses for dealing with their shitty brothers). DOESN'T allow you to talk shit about his children— ONLY HE CAN 😤
(Solano is secretly simping for Mercia)
Solano: of course I like her! Who wouldn't? (Likes Mercia)
Mercia: we will discuss about this later on. (Not interested in Solano)
SOLANO IS A SIMP REALLLLLLLL—
Oooooooo I rlly like this au ! ^^
definitely interesting and fun :D
Rip velkan and ulysses tho 😭
Sabellius yandere 🪓✨️
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The Professor and the Soon-to-be-Nurse
Warnings: Underage Sex,Age Difference,Teacher-Student Relationship,Oral Sex,Daddy Kink,Fluff and Smut,Forbidden Love,Anal Sex,Anal Fingering
Summary:
Daisy finally snaps after weeks of the professor ignoring her. She decides to take matters into her own hands. Will she go too far, or will she go just the right distance?
Notes:
In this chapter of Daisy and Professor Wells, will the Professor be able to keep his word as time goes on or will he break Daisy's heart?
Thanks for reading :)
Chapter 3: My Boyfriends an Asshole
Daisy was daydreaming again in her defense against the dark arts class. It was hard to concentrate when Professor Wells was her teacher. All she could think about was his hands touching her gently on her body, and his lips kissing every inch. Lately it has been hard to be around him with the deal they made, and she was starting to think he was feeling the same way. They told each other that they wouldn’t go all the way till she was out of school at the end of the year, but every time they got closer it was becoming harder to do. I mean we have to keep our relationship a secret, but why can’t we just have sex all the way? If no one knows about us, then why can’t we just keep that a secret too. It’s not that big of a deal. Ya, I will just talk to him after class.
Class continued a little longer and Daisy waited for students to leave the classroom like usual. As students left, Professor Wells sat at his desk and immediately proceeded to do paperwork. Once everyone was gone, Daisy went up behind him and draped her arms over him kissing the top of his head.
“Hey, so I was thiiiiinking.” Daisy said. Professor Wells didn’t respond but continued to do work. Daisy was confused. He never ignores her. She moved his chair out from his desk and stood in front of him.
“What’s going on, why aren’t you talking to me?” Daisy said in a sad tone.
“I’m not ignoring you; I just have a lot on my mind and a lot of paperwork to do.” He said, hardly looking at her and really just looking at the papers past her.
Daisy was pissed. First, he ignores her, and then he doesn’t even look at her.
“Fine, enjoy your paperwork that seems to be soooo important right this second.” Daisy says mad as she storms out of the classroom slamming the door.
Daisy went back to her common room for the day and laid on her bed staring at the ceiling.
“Daisy? Are you okay?” Adelia says tip toeing into the room.
“No, No I'm not.” Daisy says, throwing a pillow on top of her head.
“Maybe you need sugar?” Adelia says smiling.
“No Adelia, it’s about Wells.”
“Oooooooo, um okay well what happened?” Adelia says sitting on the edge of the bed next to her.
“He won’t walk to me or look at me. We were doing just fine and all of the sudden it seems like he is mad at me.” Daisy says slightly muffled into the pillow.
“Okayyy, well did he say he is mad at you.”
“No.”
“Okay, well then, he isn’t mad at you.” Adelia says, trying to cheer her up more.
Daisy removes the pillow; eyes narrow at her. “Thank you, Adelia. That's so helpful.”
Adelia shoves a piece of candy in her mouth. “Okay well I know that was you being upset so here is some sugar to make you feel better, and then just go talk to him later after both of you had time to cool down.” Adelia leaves the room now, giving Daisy some space to think everything over. Daisy chews the chocolate caramel in her mouth. It was good.
Daisy sighs and sits up. I guess I will just go to his room later tonight in the teacher’s faculty and ask him what’s really going on. I mean it will be late at night so no one will see us.
--------------------Later that night---------------------------------
Daisy snuck her way up to the teacher's faculty and quietly knocked on the door. Wells opened the door, his facial expression shocked.
“Daisy, what are you doing here? Someone could see us.”
“It’s the middle of the night no one will, especially if you just let me in.” Daisy says starting to walk in.
Wells puts his hand on the doorframe to stop her. “Daisy, I don't think that is a good idea.”
“Why!? What is going on with you? You will hardly talk to me or say anything, and I don't understand. Don’t you like me?” She says getting close to him as she glides her hands up his chest and to his face to hold it.
Wells closes his eyes when she does, enjoying her delicate hands touching him and her soft giant breast pressed against him.
“See I know you like this.” Daisy says in a soft tone as she kisses his lips softly. Wells leans into the kiss slightly before grabbing her shoulders and pushing her away from him.
“Daisy, I just can’t. I’m sorry. I just don’t know if this is a good idea anymore. Someone is going to find out. You already told Adelia. All it takes is one and it will all be over if it gets out.” Wells says with a concerned look.
“Adelia hasn’t told anyone! I trust her with my life, and I know she won’t! So, what is it really because we have already talked about this, and you were fine. Is it that you don’t like me anymore!? Is that it?! Daisy says now, raising her voice.
Wells didn’t say anything, and anger filled Daisy even more as she turned around and started to walk away from him. As she did, she felt his arms stop her and wrap around her. His body pressed up against hers from behind.
“I'm sorry.” He says as he turns her around to look at him. His face was sincere when he looked at her and picked her up, making her wrap her legs around him. He carried her into his room and with one arm he closed the door behind them.
Daisy looked up at him with tears in her eyes as he lays her on the bed and climbs on top of her, Daisy sniffles and hit his shoulder “You are such a jerk...” she said and wiped her eyes, Vernon gave her a smile and cupped her cheek, kissing her lips “I know…” he whispered and began to take off his vest and shirt. Daisy looked up at him pouting slightly, Vernon chuckled and kissed her neck “Can you find it in your heart to forgive Daddy?” he asked, and Daisy couldn’t help but shiver.
“I…I can’t stay mad at Daddy for too long” she said cutely and smiled up at him. She began to undress as well now only in her skirt and panties she climbed into his lap “Daddy was so cruel to me though…he needs to make me feel better” she purred, and Vernon smirked nipping her neck and squeezing her ass “I think I can do that” he chuckled and kissed her deeply his tongue wrestling with hers.
Vernon slipped his hand under her panties and smiled “You’re already so wet for me Daisy… just from a bit of kissing?” he chuckled and began to pump his fingers into her “D-Daddy…Daddy yes… don’t stop…” she whimpered riding his fingers “Fuck your pussy is dripping for me… fuck I just want to burry my cock deep inside you” he groaned and bit her shoulder “Do it daddy…I want your cock badly” she whimpered feeling herself close to coming.
Vernon’s fingers pulled out of her before she could cum and she whimpered, looking at him with a pout on her face she squealed when she felt his wet fingers between to tease her asshole. She looked at him in shock “D-Daddy?” she gasped and then arched her back as she felt him push a finger inside her. Vernon groaned and smirked when he felt Daisy’s pussy continue to drip onto his hand “Do you like it, Daisy? Do you like it when daddy fingers your tight little asshole?” he whispered in her ear and Daisy nodded “Y-yes Daddy.”
Vernon slowly pumped one finger inside her until he felt she was ready for another, adding a second finger and began to thrust faster “It’s… It’s so tight Daddy "Daisy gasped and soon Vernon started to ache for her more than usual, taking his fingers out he laid her down on the bed and kissed her again as he took out his cock.
Daisy looked up at him and saw the need in his eyes as well as the conflict… she gently cupped his cheek “Vernon…” she whispered and wrapped her legs around his hips “I want you… it’s okay…” she smiled, Vernon positioned himself at her entrance and stopped once more “Daisy…I-I can’t…” he panted and Daisy frowned flipping them over so she was on top of him “Vernon… I love you… there I said it! I love you!” she exclaimed with tears in her eyes “I know it may be too soon, but I love you and I want to be with you!” she cried.
Vernon looked up at her wide eyed, it killed him to see her cry “Daisy I… you mean a lot to me Daisy…and I can't stand the thought of ruining your life… what if you want to find a nice boy your age instead” he said and Daisy shook her head and gave him a determined look “I don’t want anyone else Vernon… and I’ll prove it!” she exclaimed and lifted herself up slightly to position herself above his cock, before Vernon could say anything Daisy slammed herself down on to him… burying his cock deep into her ass.
Vernon sat up and held Daisy’s waist and gasped “M-Merlin’s beard Daisy! A-are you okay!?” he exclaimed and cupped her cheek to look at her face. Daisy’s eyes were screwed shut and she was biting her lip, her whole body shook, he was huge… and she just took all of him inside her…
“Daisy, you are hurting, let's stop…” he said and tried to lift her up. Daisy shook her head and held his shoulders. “Vernon… I love you… and I want this.” She gasped and slowly began to lift herself up and then lower herself back down on his length. Vernon groaned and had to lay back, holding her hips tight, she felt incredible around him!
Daisy began to slowly pick up the pace, bouncing on his length with more and more force “Fuck…fuck…you are inside me Daddy! So deep inside me!” she whimpered. Vernon groaned, he couldn’t hold back anymore as he thrusted upwards into her “Fuck your ass feels amazing Daisy…” he groaned, pulling her to his chest he hugged her tight and began to thrust into her with even more force “Fuck…Daddy’s gonna cum… he’s gonna fill you up” Vernon groaned, and Daisy nodded “Yes! Yes, Daddy please!” she cried, her body convulsing in pleasure as she felt him cum inside her.
Vernon slowly pulled out of her and held her close “Okay Daisy… I believe you” he panted running his fingers through her hair “But… I… I want to do this right…I want to choose the right moment to properly make love to you… will you let me do that?” he asked her, and Daisy smiled and nodded. Vernon gently kissed her cheek and sighed “Let's get washed up” he smiled softly.
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❛ i never meant to hurt you. ❜ (about the banging other people thing oooooooo)
apologies and forgiveness.
ㅤㅤ❛❛ and yet you did, ❜❜ she responds simply, flippantly. ❛❛ and you did it so easily. but that's kind of your thing, isn't it? hurting people. ❜❜ she laughs, the sound harsh and hollow, so unlike the typical warmth that would outpour from her mirth. the gaze that rests on him is as empty as her voice, despite the twist of her lips. ❛❛ though i suppose this thing was my fault anyway, ❜❜ she continues easily, gesturing between them to illustrate what she means by this thing. ❛❛ my fault for ever hoping you'd do anything other than devastate me. ❜❜ the ghost of the gnarled web of agony and betrayal that had shot through her when she'd seen what he'd done is still there, a tiny voice that lingers in the very back of her mind. but it can't reach her now, her shield of no humanity held tightly to her chest in a white-knuckled grip. not only does it keep her safe, she just ... doesn't care about any of it, about him. and she's never felt lighter. ❛❛ now can we stop wasting time on meaningless shit? if i'm gonna keep spending time with you, you can at least make it somewhat enjoyable. ❜❜ she clearly has one foot out the door and ready to leave for good at any moment, the once obvious adoration of him completely absent in her vacant expression.
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Debra Bend Air
DEBATE BRANDON AS HEIR
Crash Nebula, NEW BUILD LA
Galaxy Launcher, LAWN CHAIR
Barbie & Ken
Airport Express
Project Rainbow TreeHouse
Family Tapestry
BRIANNA & CAMERON
Debra Bend Air
Elephant Fancy
C'mon white powers,
hurry hurry!
dont forget to play BOTH,
hero and villain,
Oh, if you can play Dirty Doctor, Copy Cat Cop, AND private child molester hunter
those are the 3 favorite white roles i enjoy watching whites lie about,
hey! its the same guys!
hey guys!
Yup! Its the guys who love that Vanilla, and those Parrot Party Poppers LOL
so fucking nasty!!
white america! woohoo!
sarcasm!
just pretend to be a little girl, and talk to white money only...
the guys come rushing out,
the moment you switch ur little girl voices, for dominant vanilla
if I pretend to be a VANILLA RAINBOW PARROT READY TO POP AND PISS LITTLE CHILDREN..
you guys get so hungry and hot,
hmmmmmm whats the rush guys?
hmmmmm whats the hush guys?
Rush rush rush,
and hush hush hush
funny!
you can puppet master white teams,
just by pretending to be a scared victim... funny how their speed increases, the tighter you make the "rainbow parrot" comments
white money is fun! right?
white silver labs is fun! right?
white white white white white white
hmmm.... I notice a theme in these "child molester" and "sky pizza" themes....
white teams have to answer first right?
or they play Ping Pong, and Paddle Board lol
WAKE BOARD!
Lets talk about how america likes my little voice saying OH PLEASE STOP!!
the tighter i scream stop,
the closer white teams want in
Im just genuinely curious
does justice come in different colors?
LOL
Rainbow Parrot Pop Parties
Strawberry Vanilla pretended screams of little girls trying to piss daddys silver fire
dirty white guys are so easy to turn on... specially if you cross reference money... and secrets...
ooooh this is where it gets REALLY fun!
the more money,
the more reasons to lie!
oooooooo this is fun fun fun,
i hope nobody tried to criminalize my strawberry sundays lol
Oh gee, i hope their not white....
LOL
gaaaaaarrrrrbaaaaaaaaaayge
Oh no! Watch Out!
I know how to make my voice extra extra special for whites who listened for too long...
being extorted in america!
yay! fun! right?
if you havent noticed,
i speak sarcasm,
except the only thing thats not sarcastic,
is how much these white guys want to touch anything that says VANILLA
whisper is really smoothly
vaaaaaaaaaynnnnnannnnaaalaaa
whisper Rainbow Skittles really tightly in ur pretend to Piss...
and appears these white guys have a difficult time distinguishing between protecting their Dick, their Ass, or their Lies...
hmmm... Rainbow Parrot Party!
hmmm.... a gay guy who can scream like a little girl....
hmmm white guys who cant get enough...
Anyone Hungry?
If I see a white guy,
My first & only question,
HOW HUNGRY ARE YOU?
And I want to know about ALLLLLLL the sexual details first
Nah, I dont care too much for the sign languages, or the "ops" or "co signs"
I'd rather talk about what happens whenever I make myself Tight like a little girl, while I know ur nasty asses are listening
Yah, thats the conversation
Yah, thats the 24/7
lets talk white money
lets talk white power
Now Anyone Hungry?
Now Anyone Like Rainbows?
Now Anyone Like Piss?
Now Anyone Like Tight Voices?
Its pretty easy to see,
theres tons of corrupt WHITE parties, purposely listening to my lifes work...
all because i caught a ton of mother fuckers in human trafficking,
and these rich "telepathy" talks, cant be believed, or poor poor white guys get exposed....
awww...
lets get creative,
so next time I scream like a girl whos blowing her entire vagina out,
can you at least compliment me before you rush covering up, ur already covered role
lol.... pretend you've been an agent for years.... and ur still talking to the same fucking gay guy!
LOL some of these same guys have told me so many lies!
and they act like they can change their face and come right back lol
Ur still the same nasty mother fuckers!
ur exploiting my psy languages,
and Im purposely talking about tight pussys popping, just to see ur white asses call on the club...
and once your little club of white money comes up...
i snake every single one of you with ETERNITY
because Im not here to only be a victim,
Im here to be a victor..
you were busy playing Hero & Villian... while I played OH NO!! DONT HURT ME AGAIN DADDY!
Oh no! My Parrot Skittles might pop
Uh Oh! I hope you guys didnt lose track of the teams required in maintaining ur lies lol...
No worries,
if i lose track of you guys,
all I have to do, is make a few screams that say OH NO! DONT POP MY VANILLA AGAIN!
and u white guys come back...
if i want you back faster,
I whisper Secrets about White Money first
If i want you to move faster
If i want you to 'come get it' faster
I first make sure I cross reference WHITE MONEY,
hmmm... how did that Vanilla shop gain so much momentum...
OH NO! DONT TOUCH ME DADDY!
OH NO! MY PSY LANGUAGE!
OH NO! NOT WHITE TEAM PLAY!
lol
seriously so fucking shameful and disgusting this many White guys are getting away with all this,
just because I have too much sarcasm and endless sadistic jokes about nasty fucking white people
I will NEVER bed with you,
but if we talk Whips & Chains,
and Vanilla Parrots...
you guys will act like I've completely lost control of the dog pile of slanders you guys run...
Oh dog piles!
I love dog piles!
Wow! All white too!
Wow! How are the citizens so lucky?!
Dog piles AND their ALL WHITE!
wow!
If i pretend touch myself, and scream alittle bit,
does ur dick twitch?
how ur ass feel, when i pretend to piss like a little girl?
White guys love to compare their poor spirits to mine...
poor poor child molesters lol,
they didn't start off that way...
That just "evolved" that way LOL
I think maybe theyre listen to my Vanilla too much LOL
thats just a guess tho,
gosh darn... i wish i could prove something... but a global revolution would be too much right?
Eh,
Okay lets go back to screaming in little voices, and begging white guys not to pop up..
Oh no! Please dont pop me Mr.Whites Guy club
oh no! I hope you dont play a reverse theory on me!
Oh no! whos the hero!?
Oh no! whos the villain?!
Oh no! now im a dangerous gay child molester... hmmm... these
lies and accusations get extensive quick... whenever WHITE MONEY is on the line lol
Oh no!!
A gay guy who can double bait
lol
Oh No! Not a pretend voice!
Oh No! Not another excuse to "pop a vanilla"
Uh Oh!
I hope I didnt beat the child molester "ops" ...again.... and again..... and again....
just by calling myself A GAY ANNA
lol BRIANNA & CAMERON!
Hurry ups telepathic listeners
we need more cover stories LOL
white money exposed LOL
god bless the innocent
and say GAAAAARRRBAAAAAAYGE to "white power america"
Power RED+
Power SS+ ANY VILLA
Power to garfield
#allah#war#news#psa#ss#red#any#bb#rainbow#parrot#icecream#psy#psychic#spirit#spiritual#eap#god#cern#zen#wicca#wiccan#pagan#irish#gay#lgbtq#public#anyone#truth#health#murders
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