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sylviareviar · 1 year

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Hello friends I am currently on a major Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D's high and therefore want to duel people, but here's the catch...

I also want to RP as my character, Sylvia, and I want to use The Weather Painters. But I also strongly dislike Link Monsters. So for the sake of some fics I've posted to Wattpad (because I am attached to them, but not proud of them), I've made some fake cards and am trying to make them balanced. (Also please don'tbe mad at me for this. They're my comfort fics and I like to think I could make some decent cards... If you don't want to do any practice duels/RP with my character because she's a self-insert or because of these cards, I completely understand. I've simply gone in too deep and would like someone to indulge with...)

Here are some examples of my cards. Please keep in mind, since I made these with 5D's (and their respective World Championships series video games) in mind, I also would like to use the rules of the TCG according to the anime/games at the time. (No Xyz or later Extra Deck Monsters, Dark Synchro and Tuners are okay, players draw a card even on the first turn, no extra zones, etc.) This is not canon to my character, nor should it have to be canon to yours if you don't want it to be. I just need someone to gush to ;-;

(Also by the way, I switched out the Google search artworks I had for the art on these characters to just generic stock photos or blank/patterned color just in case, because I don't want to claim what the artists made as my own. I'm working on my own rendition of the artworks I want to see. It won't be in the same style because I don't know how to replicate it, but when I'm done, I might post them up here.)

The only The Weather Tuner Monster: The Weather Painter Wind, who is a stand-in for the color red (or Crimson, because the overlap is too good to ignore). As such, she has no attack or defense points and is only one star, making her perfect for the dragon of my character, who is an artificial Signer (no, I'm not making this up, it was actually in the video games. It's not canon, which means it's fair game to play with >:D )

Upon re-reading her effect, I think I'll edit it, actually. Just remove the entire second part of her effect.

"This card cannot be used for the Synchro Summon of a Monster besides a Synchro "The Weather" Monster, and can only be used for Synchro Summoning. Once per turn, during the Standby Phase of the turn after this card was banished from the field to activate a "The Weather" card's effect: You can Special Summon this card."

From now on, that's the new effect of Wind.

The reason Wind has no ATK or DEF is to balance out this card, which I thought would be interesting to treat like a canvas of its own. Despite being a Dragon-type Monster, it's still a part of "The Weather" archetype, as it represents the sky--a canvas for the Weather Painters--as a whole. I like to imagine that as the guardian of the fairies, it has six wings, one of each canon Weather Painter's colors, and one or two of them will light up based on which ones were used to create its total ATK and DEF. For example, if Rain and Cloud were combined with Wind to create Sky Dragon, its ATK would be 1200 + 1500 = 2700 and DEF would be 1400 + 1000 = 2400. Or Snow and Thunder could make 1700 ATK and 2200 DEF. And so on. You could also just use Aurora if you wished, making its ATK and DEF 2200 and 2000 respectively. It's a 7-star monster because all of the Weather Painters except Aurora are LV 3, Aurora being LV 6. With just one star on Wind, that makes Sky Dragon fit into the pattern as a Signer Dragon.

(Another big plot point of my character is the power to make new cards, by the way, but it only works for her archetype and it's very, very difficult to do because if I make her make too many, I would skew the balance of the archetype too much)

Also the dragon's ability does not prevent people from destroying the Weather Painters in battle, which is decently easy to do because they're not super powerful anyway.

I also have...

I just put her usual Link Summoning conditions as Fusion conditions instead, and since she no longer has Link markers and now has Defense Points, I tried to balance her out by making it so her effect works on the two spaces on either side of her. Since this is essentially a replica card, I figured it was okay to use the official Rainbow art as the artwork here, since I'm pretending the Link version doesn't exist. I also have a Synchro version of Moonbow, which I've tried to do something similar with.

The text didn't fully appear on the card. Sorry about that.

I admit this one may be a bit overpowered... If you think I should change it, please let me know. (I made this with several Fusion monsters in mind, because fused weather conditions as well as blended colors are such a cool thing to play with and I really think the Weather Painters deserve to have an amazing palette of colors; that's why it says 2 or more, despite Rainbow actually having 3 as a summoning condition.)

(I also made a custom version of The Weather Forecast, but only so that it mentions Extra Deck "The Weather" Monsters instead of just Link ones.)

These are all the cards I'm most comfortable sharing. I have maybe two more I'd be willing to share, too, but they're support cards and may also make the deck overpowered (since I made them a long time ago) so I decided against revealing them.

If you're okay with these, please let me know. I've been craving someone to share these with for a long, long time.

#yugioh #yugioh 5ds self insert #self insert #sylvia speaks #pls duel me #also pls let me know if i can edit any of the cards above to make them better #or if you'd just prefer i didn't use any of my supporting cards at all #that's fine too #LOOOONG post

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viburnt · 5 months

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Heyyy loved your Izuku story, made me want to request one with the prompt "How could I do that to him/her?" Maybe someone is flirting with adult Izuku but he already has a partner and is very loyal OR maybe having an interview where the host makes a joke/insinuation he should go and take advantage that he is famous to meet many more people

Whatever you prefer 💖thank you

I hope I managed to convey the feelings you expected, Anon! Have some loyal dog Izuku *smooch* Also Pro-hero!Izuku is a smart crowd pleaser, he knows how to play his cards and outsmart malicious people. Also you didn't specify any gender so I went with gender neutral.

-Viburnt

𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚 || 𝐓.𝐕 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐬

— Welcome, everyone! Today, we're here with Japan's latest big shot and number one pro-hero, Deku! We are so excited that you were able to have some time for us, darling.— The model serving as a hostess said, her body language exaggerated, and her outfit provocative to gauge higher ratings for the show.

Izuku hadn't really planned to participate in the program, but after you convinced him to do so, he agreed; you'd always supported his career, so you encouraged him to engage with his fans often.

Izuku just wished it had been with a less slimy host, feeling uncomfortable with the frequent lascivious looks the model would throw at him.

—Thank you for having me.— The man said with his classic charming smile. —It's a pleasure to be here with you guys.

—Say, Deku, you've become quite an icon lately. Your popularity is almost as high as mine!— The woman joked, eliciting a slight laugh from the live public. —Have you grown used to being a groundbreaker?

Midoriya bashfully looked at her, feeling her eyes checking him out from head to toe as she spoke.

—Well, the hero life is a difficult path, I have to admit that.— He started, trying to formulate an answer that would suffice. —But it's something I love, and I'm trying to be the best at it.

The model nodded in understanding, allowing her hand to roam to the muscles of his arm.

—Absolutely! We are very alike in that aspect, you know?— She commented, giving a slight squeeze to his biceps. It was getting on Izuku's nerves. —It wouldn't be too far-fetched to be together as a couple.— He heard her say with a wink, the audience having mixed reactions to her blatant flirting.

—Don't you think we'd make a picture-perfect power couple?

Midoriya felt disgust towards the hostess, feeling overwhelmed by her constant indecency. "Talk about basking in reflected glory," he thought, wishing he could get away from her.

—Haha, well, I appreciate your interest, but I'm afraid I'm not available.— He answered with an unfaltering grin; even if it hadn't been long since he had first debuted as a pro-hero, he'd learnt a thing or two about managing his looks while facing the public eye.

The model pouted, pressing the matter even more.

— Just think of the headlines! We could be an 'it' couple.— She added to her desperate attempt to convince him. —Besides, wouldn't you prefer to change your old partner for a brand new model? You'd be the envy of your colleagues.

The public awkwardly laughed at the hostess' behavior. It was funny the first time, they'd guessed, but after a while, it just felt uncomfortable– Even they could sense the uneasiness in Izuku through his charismatic facade.

—How could I do that to them?— Midoriya answered, shaking his head. —I love my partner; they are the best. I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world.

A loud wave of clapping and cheering soared after his answer, moved by the vulnerability and sweetness behind those words. Izuku swore he'd heard a man scream "I love you" at him.

—Hey, baby, if you are watching the show like you promised, wait for me for dinner.— Izuku said to one of the cameras, referring to you as he took his leave from the scene.

For a few weeks, the whole interview fiasco had spread on every social media platform, but every single post had one thing in common: they all agreed that Izuku was loyal to you.

#my hero academia #bnha #izuku midoriya x reader #midoriya izuku #izuku midoriya #deku bnha #deku x reader #anon #bnha ask

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nogenderbee · 1 year

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TYSM<333 Ok- so like obey me boys(everyone but if you don't want to I'm thinking Levi, Satan, Solomon, Beel and Belphie) x reader who's a witch? Like practices divination, tarot, spells, maybe deity work? I'm a witch myself and I practice most of these things. (If u need any help can can totally help u with like practices, and other things witches practice)

Thank u<33

~Indigo🎠

Oh my yes! All Obey Me squad was a little too much so I picked your preferred team! To be honest I was interested in witchcraft some time ago but then gave up, although I still do tarot! So I hope I won't get much things wrong and that you enjoy <3

Levi, Satan, Beel, Belphie, Solomon with witch!reader

SPOILERS: for lessons 16 not sure if it's this lesson tho- for Belphie

⊱ oh? So you're a witch? Huh, maybe that's how he will get second elder give him his money back...

⊱ those are first thoughts Levi had when he discovered that you're a witch, second thoughts were like "alright, definitely not pissing them off and not going out of my room untill exchange program is over" do I really need to mention he HAD to get out at some point?

⊱ at first he's very distant from you, not only he's scared of socializing but he's also not good at it, so he doesn't want to accidentally piss you off and experience witch's wrath

⊱ although as the time pass and both of you warm up to each other, he starts seeing you as character from that one anime with way too long name where main character was a witch!

⊱ whenever you practice any witchcraft while he's around, he'll get excited saying how he saw the exact same or similiar enough spell in anime

"OMG!! You're just like the main character from [insert way too long anime name] while they were casting spell to kill the final boss blocking their way!"

⊱ he's too scared to help you with anything though... so I'm afraid you'd have to ask one of his other brothers

⊱ Satan definitely figured out by himself that you're a witch, be it because of reek of magic or maybe cards he saw peeking out of your bag

⊱ definitely knows some spells that you don't and uses it asking you for many favors which depend on your relationship

⊱ he'll either ask you to pull a prank on his eldest brother or something like that or will tease you asking for passionate kiss if you're together

⊱ if you ever want to practice something, he's always up for that since he knows a lot and he probably will be very helpful for you

⊱ but don't expect him to hold back any criticism, although he's not completely mean either, he'll just say his honest opinion and then tell you better way to do it

"You're really casting it like that? Sure it is good if you want to risk your life. Before you do all of that you should..."

⊱ definitely asks you for tarot reading before pulling a prank on Lucifer and depending on the result, he'll either do it himself or make someone else do it for him

⊱ don't worry tho, he won't use you, he might not be scared of you but he still doesn't want a witch to be mad at him

⊱ Beel is probably the only one who doesn't care if you're a witch or not

⊱ like... it's nice that you know magic so well and you're interested in it because he's really supportive of it but he doesn't see why he should see you in other way

⊱ as a demon, he met witches (maybe not much, but he did) and mostly didn't had anything against them

⊱ if you ask him tho, he'd gladly help you with whatever you might need, just expect he'll be snacking a bit while doing it

⊱ but if you specifically told him not to eat while helping you with anything you might've wanted, then he'll try his best to not do it but expect him to not last long

"YN... we have been doing it for a while now... can I just get myself one small snack?"

⊱ if it happens that he knows a spell or anything that you don't, then he'll even offer himself to help you with it

⊱ I LOVE BEEL, HE SO TEDDYBEAR

⊱ definitely gets you any resources you can't necessarily get yourself

⊱ Belphie knew you're not a normal human the first time you entered the attic

⊱ I mean... demons can tell if someone or something is magical or not, so it's not a surprise that he could tell that you have much to do with magic

⊱ and so when he finally discovered that you're a witch, he kind of started to consider if you're not gonna turn him into a frog after killing you like some witches would

⊱ but once your relationship gets better, he becomes really supportive of all of this

⊱ he knows a bit of spells so he'd be glad to help you with some if you'd ever need any help

⊱ he's probably also interested in tarot reading or divination, so you can give him reading for practice with sure that he won't make fun of you because he'll fall asleep faster

"Don't worry, everyone needs practice... I can asleep while you're doing the reading tho, right?"

⊱ to be honest, he's probably a little scared to fall asleep around you tho, especially first few days after killing you

⊱ likes to scare second elder with "be careful or they'll turn you into a frog!", his reactions are just always extremely funny

⊱ Solomon was already interested in getting to know you since the two of you were only humans on Devildom but when he discovered that you're also interested in magic, he become interested in you even more

⊱ he definitely would love to exchange spells, potion recipes and much more with you

⊱ everyone is afraid of you to be honest

⊱ like when you're together, there's high chance you'll end up experimenting with magic and all

⊱ you literally don't even know how many times the two of you failed at casting spell because of distraction that none of you expected (if you're experience tho, fault is probably at his side to be honest)

"Oh, another failed experiment... but I think we're getting closer and closer to discovering our first goal."

⊱ definitely keeps contact with you even after exchange program

⊱ so after your year ends, everyone is relieved because Devildom is not in danger anymore but now human realm is

⊱ you guys would be chaotic duo, I know it

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warriorpax · 8 months

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This has nothing to do with roleplay, but I’ve been eyeing YuGiOh for a while (I mostly play Magic the Gathering atm) and I’m wondering if you can recommend a deck archetype that’s easy to start out with. Ancient Gears had my eye right now because it’s exactly my aesthetic but I’m unsure how difficult it is to pilot.

Alright, SO-

First of all, I'm honestly honored that someone came to me for advice on beginner-friendly decks in Yu-Gi-Oh, so thank you for that.

Secondly, word of warning...I'm a fucking ape when it comes to this lmao, so if I give you bad advice here, I do genuinely apologize for that, PLEASE don't storm my house with torches and pitchforks? Thanks! lol

NOW, as for actual deck suggestions... these are going to be from my personal experience of using these, or my personal experience of playing AGAINST these (mainly in "Yu-Gi-Oh! Master Duel"). These will be put under the cut for those that wish to just keep scrolling and don't want to read through a wall of text of my dumbass blabbering on lmao.

One of the first ones that really come to my mind are the "Branded" series of cards, which tends to end up being one of the sort of go-to engines for a number of decks (One of the most common of which being Branded Despia). These can be identified by using the monster, "Fallen of Albaz," who is basically just a Superpolymerization on legs, to go into a lot of fusion-oriented plays. So, if you wish to begin with fusions, Brandeds are one I definitely would recommend to begin with.

Another deck I could recommend, if you really want to embrace your inner Pharaoh Atem, would be Dark Magician, due to how much overwhelming support it has, and still gets to this very day. Follows the "KISS" rule, or "Keep It Simple, Stupid." Typically, your main goal is to have a board ending on "Dark Magician the Dragon Knight," Dark Magical Circle, and Eternal Soul set, which you will activate as soon as you get the opportunity to, that being as early as the next turn's draw phase. This effectively shuts down any lame-brained attempts of trying to shut you down, as both Dragon Knight and Eternal Soul will be stuck in a loop of defense. Dragon Knight protects all of your spells/traps from destruction and targeting, and since it's name changes to "Dark Magician" while on the field or in the graveyard, it'll become unaffected to literally every effect that your opponent has to pull out of their ass due to Eternal Soul's continuous effect, and can be summoned back to the field by Eternal Soul if it gets destroyed by battle or it gets tributed for a Kaiju summon (you can ask me about THIS mechanic later on if you'd like to know any further information on that, which I recommend as it's better to know about the mechanic than to experience it firsthand and not know how it happened)

As for Ancient Gears...I would only recommend you build this if you're willing to make some VERY big investments, as it's really at it's "best" with other earth-attribute (or element), machine-type monster archetypes (such as Machina monsters and Infinitracks). While Ancient Gears also has a lot of fusion-centered mechanics - in fact that's 90% of the Ancient Gear archetype - in my experience, you're going to be using Ancient Gears with decks that utilize other extra deck summoning mechanics...A LOT.

However, you CAN make a purely Ancient Gears deck work if you've got better deck building skills than whatever I've got going on in my head, and got a lot more passion for it and ambition than I do. Really just depends on how you'd prefer that.

So, TLDR; I recommend Branded and/or Dark Magician (because you CAN in fact combine these two decks together) for a beginner deck, and I suggest that you do a lot more research on the Ancient Gear archetype if you wish to build an Ancient Gear deck, whether that be purely Ancient Gears, or combined with something else that can also work.

I hope to god that made sense and I didn't just make myself look like a complete and utter fool, lmfao, and I hope that this was at least SOMEWHAT helpful for you in becoming a Yu-Gi-Oh duelist.

#golden-hearts-muses #Mun Mumblings | OOC #asks #Hopefully that all made sense lmao!#So sorry if that was about as clear as swampwater!

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emo-femdomme · 2 years

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"If Ya Think She's That Hawt, Go Ask Her Out Sugah." (pt 1)

Paige x Fem!Reader - 1k words

Summary: Will taking up a friend's offer, lead to a new found Lover?

gif not mine*

Story By Ruffie :)

Kalia Kenzie, or as nicknamed, "Harley", the Blonde and Pink haired girl who sat in front of you, ranting about why she hates men so much. honestly, mood.

"But he never asked me in the first place! Why do men gotta assume that all us Chicks like it vanilla and cuddly, when some of us like to get spanked."

You choke on your drink at her words and start to cough,

"HARLEY!"

"What? Am I wrong?"

"It's not a matter of wrong or right, it's the fact you said it right in front of my Food!"

Harley just laughs at you as she leans back in her chair, making you roll your eyes at her antiques.

"You gotta stop bein' so uptight sugah! When was the last time you got bouncy?" She asks, her thick New Yorker's accent coming through and she tilts her head to the side. You understand "Harley" now? The hair, the accent, the attitude and humour? A perfect conclusion.

You roll your eyes again and place your cup on the table,

"Why are you so concerned about what goes on in my private life?"

"Since when have I not been? Darlin' if you ain't gettin' any head, at least be honest about it."

You glare at the girl and she purses her lips back at you,

"The stare is tellin' me that you haven't gone for a ride in a good while, huh?"

With the amount of times you've rolled your eyes today, you're surprised they haven't gotten stuck there.

"Doll, you are rolling your eyes for all the wrong reasons." Harley tuts. You ignore her comment and continue to eat.

You knew that agreeing to go out for lunch with Harley, would end up in conversations as such. Though you did love her, you didn't love the fact that she could read you like a Nursery Rhyme.

"So, are you gonna come along to the fight tonight?" The Blonde questions, breaking the silence. You shrug,

"I'm not sure Harls. Wrestling isn't really my thing."

"Oh come on! You've been promisin' everytime there's a fight, that you'd come and watch me and the girls but that time is yet to come Y/n/n."

She is right. Ever since you met Harley, you knew she was a professional Wrestler. And by professional, we are talking WWE professional. She has always invited you to her fights, but, you have politely declined each time. Wrestling wasn't really your strong suit, but you still wanted to support your friend since this would be a big night.

"Come onnnn! Please? Plus, we have a guest Wrestler tonight! She's like, really good! She beat AJ."

"No way! AJ AJ?"

"YES AJ AJ!"

"Holy Trinity. Wait, AJ beat your a$$ that one night didn't she?" You ask and Harley huffs,

"No! well, yeah, but it's only cause I let 'er."

"Mmm hmm, sure."

"AND half of it was scripted anyways!"

You laugh at the girl's defense story and shake your head.

"Ya need more convincin'?"

"Go ahead."

"There are gonna be a TON ah hawt women there-"

"Are you really trying to use that card on me?"

"Oh P-lease! We all know how gay you are."

"Hey! I am Bisexual thank you very much!"

Harley raises an eyebrow at that and you look to your hands,

"Who prefers women- ok I get it. FINE. I'll come watch the fight. But you have to at least let me backstage, or whatever you call it."

"That's easy stuff Sugah! Eeee I'm so excited!" She squeals, getting up and bear hugging you, making you chuckle and you hug her back.

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"So you're gonna be fighting in there?" You ask, pointing over to the Ring. Harley nods with a smile,

"Yup!"

"Is it safe?"

Harley only shrugs as a reply and continues to walk. You stand there in shock, but you are pulled out of your trance when you hear your name being called.

"Y/n! Darlin'! Come on over here!"

You go over to Harley and three other girls who are standing next to her.

"These are my girls Lizzy, Kat and Talia!" Harley says as she points to a Brunette, Brunette Bangs and a Red Head respectively. You wave and introduce yourself and all give a chorus of 'Heys'.

You guys start talking about the girls and their lives as Wrestlers.

"So, Harls told me that you can get cool Wrestler names after signing, is that true?" you ask and all the girls nod.

"Of course! I'm Arrowette." Kat says.

"The Black Widow." Talia smiles.

"And I'm Red Witch!" Lizzy sings. You laugh at her and Harley looks down at her phone to check the time.

"Trainin' starts in five Señoritas, so we bettah get goin'!" She states and after a quick 'bye' and 'nice to meet you', Talia, Kate and Lizzy all get up and walk over to their lockers. Harley looks just over your shoulder and then back at you with a wink, propping herself against her own locker. You squint your eyes at her in confusion, but before you could question it, you feel a tap on the shoulder. You turn around and see a Black Haired girl with a backpack in her hand.

"Hey! Uh, do you think I could get in there please?" She asks as she points to the locker you're blocking.

"Oh! I am so sorry!" you reply and quickly move out of the way.

"Y/n! I wanna show you something!" Lizzy calls, waving you over. you look to Harley who nods and you run over to Liz.

Unbeknownst to you, the Raven Haired girls eyes were still on you, watching as you laughed with Lizzy with a small smile.

"Y'know, staring is kinda pervy, Paigey." Harley says which makes Paige jump slightly.

"I wasn't staring Kal." She replies. Harley laughs and pats the taller girl's back,

"Sure ya weren't, English."

"Come on now Ladies! The Weights ain't gonna lift themselves!" The coach shouts and they all make their ways into the Training Room.

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Part 2 coming soon :)

#fighting with my family #florence pugh #florence pugh fanfic #florence pugh x reader #paige x reader #florence pugh fluff #florence pugh x female reader #florence pugh x y/n #florence pugh x you #wwe fanfiction #wwe #Ruffies Stories :)

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slashbitch2 · 3 years

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Extra Complications PT3

Previous Chapter

"Don't bother coming back into work tomorrow."

Her words had been replaying in your mind since the final encounter, bouncing round like a taunting echo. It'd only been a week since you'd stopped working at Alchemex, yet had felt like a lifetime of boredom and fatigue. With no job or persistent villain to chase after, if you could even call Liv a villain anymore, there was no reason to get out of bed in the morning, nothing to stop you from moping around your apartment. The days blended into what felt like one long sick day, disregarding the occasional break to rescue a cat stuck in a tree.

Although, your only sickness was of the mind. Whenever you attempted to get some rest, your thoughts would inevitably drift to Liv; the cold, distanced tone to her voice, the look of betrayal in her eyes, how empty the week had felt without her. By the third night plagued with insomnia, you were starting to accept that your feelings towards her may be more than a simple crush. On the eighth night, you decided you ought to do something about it and began to formulate a plan.

Entering the building like you were still an employee would be almost impossible since anyone who left their job was rarely welcomed back with open arms. It'd also be better to avoid the security and CCTV cameras, which you'd learnt used face recognition technology. And finally, locating a security card would pose a potential problem, as walking round the facility until you happened to stumble across a janitor to steal from was unfortunately no longer a possibility. So, what was the solution to all your problems? Vents.

Which is how you found yourself scouring over blueprints like a cliched protagonist from a bygone age movie, but at least the irony hadn't escaped you, and thankfully laboratories generally required a great deal of ventilation, so you had multiple routes memorised by the time the bus had arrived at Alchemex. You'd spent the entire journey on edge, fearful that any fellow passenger might accost you for looking so suspicious. But apparently an agitated figure buried beneath a pile of blueprints wearing a spider-suit underneath a jumper was normal enough to be ignored.

Nonetheless, stepping onto the concrete ground of the car park was a relief which inspired a tad more optimism. Moreover, leaving the burdening stacks of blueprints behind further alleviated some of your anxiety. It felt like a final confirmation that this was your one and only chance, and you weren't about to mess it up. Even as the building loomed over you casting a shadow of uncertainty, nothing could discourage your determination.

There was the remarkable sense that you didn't belong here, though it was a familiar sensation. One that persuaded you to tug the mask over your head before darting toward the edge of the car park. It was your belief that as long as you stuck to the outskirts of the facility, few would pay you any attention while you were out in the open. Therefore allowing you to manoeuvre into position and take the quickest passage straight to Liv's office. Which is exactly what you did.

The first stretch of the vent system was a straight drop, a narrow plunge that went on for longer than anticipated. Like a slide with no angle of inclination and a lot less fun. You hit the metal base with an ungraceful clang, certain that your legs would've buckled upon impact had it not been for the lack of space to do so. Overall an uncomfortable start. The remainder of the journey was a lot of crawling and muscle cramps, your only incentive being the occasional grate to peer down which reassured you that your destination was drawing nearer. Everything was going to plan.

Until you heard her.

Olivia's voice rung clear as if from a dream. It stood out from the general ruckus, initially leading you to believe you were hallucinating, that it was some kind of audible mirage. Yet you refocused your senses and it didn't go away. She was almost directly below you, separated simply by a thin layer of metal. With renewed ambition, you crawled toward the nearest grate as quickly and quietly as possible, frantically lowering your head to find the perfect angle, all just to catch a glimpse of her.

"What do you mean the program hasn't worked?" Liv pinched the bridge of her nose, her words laced with an an uncharacteristic anger. You'd never known her to be an irritable person, she loved her job and every challenge that came with it. Was she uptight? Sure. Passionate? Undeniably. But never angry.

"I've tried rerunning and rewriting parts of the code. And it just doesn't work!" Some poor employee (Mark, if you remembered correctly) was fighting for his dignity below. You could see he was flushing, wildly flailing his hands around as he tried to justify his mistake.

"You've rewritten part of it?!" She repeated, volume rising in frustration.

"I- I thought I knew how to fix it."

"I told you not to mess with my work." She growled, stepping closer.

"With all due respect," He didn't back down, clearly caught off guard and unsure how to deal with an irritated Liv. "it's actually Y/N's work."

Upon hearing your name, you ducked out of view as if you'd been seen. Although, it was evident that this was not the case, so slowly you edged forward to peer down at them once more.

Liv's face had dropped at the mention of your name. But by the time you'd settled back in place, anger was already seeping into her expression, then was suddenly smoothed into disturbingly sweet smile. "Well, Y/N isn't here anymore. So I suggest you keep your incompetent hands off of things you don't understand."

Judging by her vague wording, you guessed she hadn't told anyone the real reason you'd been fired. A fond appreciation flooded your mind. Despite everything that had happened, she still respected your secret enough to keep it. You begun to consider that maybe Liv cared about you as much as you did her. Why else would she lie on your behalf?

Mark muttered an ashamed. "Ok." Then left to try and atone for his mistake.

Liv stayed where she was for another minute before taking a deep breath, shaking off her annoyance, and setting a determined path. You assumed she was heading for her office and were about to follow, but then paused. Was this really the best time for a reunion? She obviously wasn't in the best mood, and if you had to guess, it was likely due to your betrayal. Was it too soon to reappear in her life? You'd arrived here with the intention to apologise and make amends, however, you had no idea how Liv would react or what would happen after. If there would even be an after. She could attack you on first sight for all you knew.

No. You'd come too far to turn around now. You continued along the vent before you could overthink the decision. It would be foolish to turn around now: the end was in sight, and rapidly growing closer.

Reaching the final grate, you were greeted with the familiar yet new aerial view of Liv's office. It'd remained mainly the same since your departure. She hadn't even bothered to remove your lab coat, which was still carelessly thrown over the chair you'd frequented everyday. And Liv herself hadn't changed much either, disregarding the seemingly permanent anger lines upon her face. She was sitting at her desk, head in hand, mindlessly flipping through a folder. It occurred to you at that moment that she didn't look irritated, rather sad. Another unexpected emotion for her to display.

After a minute, she sighed, tossing the papers to one side and bringing her other hand up to crash forward into. She looked defeated, seeing her this way felt wrong. You honestly preferred the anger because it showed she'd maintained at least some of her usual intensity.

You sighed. It was time to fix this. With unsteady hands you delicately unscrewed the bolts holding the grate in place, careful to make as little noise as possible. It was as you were removing the final screw that you realised something: you had no idea what to say to her. No planned speech or prepared apology, you'd resigned to hoping for a spontaneous burst of thoughtfulness in the moment. You sat there for a minute, fidgeting with one of the screws while attempting to come up with what you would say. Should you start by apologising for breaking in, or for lying to her, or for applying to the job in the first place? You had a lot of things to apologise for.

And unfortunately, the chance to think it through any further was taken from you as the screw slipped out of your hand. You gasped watching it fall, hitting the ground with an faint thud. Although quiet enough for most people to ignore, you knew Liv was too thorough to not investigate. And as expected, following your sharp intake of breath was the sound of a chair scraping against the floor, then footsteps gradually approaching.

Liv appeared below you, bending down to inspect the screw before glancing up. Her eyes locked with yours through the mask and widened in shock.

"Hey." The casual tone to your voice sounded forced and you grimaced. But rather than dwelling on it, you dropped from the exposed hiding place and pulled off your mask. You smiled awkwardly, eyes scanning and overanalysing her reaction.

Liv stepped back to lean on the desk for support. Her mouth was agape, but otherwise her face was worryingly blank.

"If this is a bad time I can come back later."

Still no response. The room was drowning in a tense silence.

"Well, actually I probably can't come back." With no social cues to interact with, you began to ramble aimlessly. "I'm guessing you'll find a way to patch that particular security breach." You gestured up to the gap in the ceiling and laughed lightly. "Sorry about that. I didn't know how else to-"

You're cut off as Liv moves impossibly fast, grabbing your shoulders and shoving you backwards against the wall. A thousand different thoughts run through your mind at once, all wondering what she's about to do. The majority are focused on the possibility that she's going to hurt you in some way, although, even if she did have the intention to cause harm, you wouldn't fight back. You were tired of conflict, especially when it involved Liv.

She was standing close, breathing heavily and saying nothing. You couldn't help but let your eyes flicker down to her lips, the temptation to kiss her becoming increasingly vehement. So instead you forced your attention up to her eyes, which held an air of confusion.

"What are you doing here?" Her voice was deep, full of unvoiced emotions.

You licked your lips, glancing at her mouth one last time. "I came here to apologise. I didn't mean for any of this to go so far."

"You're lying." She backed away slightly and you immediately missed the proximity.

"I'm not! I just-" You stuttered, then admitted in a quieter voice. "I never meant to hurt you."

She inhaled shakily and swallowed, your eyes tracing the movement of her throat. "And?"

"And because I care about you too much to let you think I did any of this on purpose." You lowered your head, her invasive glare becoming overwhelming.

Soft fingers firmly gripped your chin, compelling you to look up. Her eyes displayed distrust, confusion which you suddenly feel the need to wipe away. You wanted to make your affection for her clear, but found yourself annoyingly speechless. All the recurring thoughts and confined confessions that had been plaguing you for a week suddenly gone from your mind. You were infuriatingly at a loss for words. Although, the warmth of her fingers against your skin reminded you that actions speak louder than words.

You leant in slowly, giving her sufficient time to stop you. She didn't move so you kissed her lightly at first, searingly next. Your arm shifted to wrap around her back tentatively and she moaned faintly in response. Although, it wasn't until you allowed her to take control that any remaining anger dissipated. At that point the kiss became bruising, her hold on you tightening as a wave of shared desperation rolled over the both of you. Before the desperation could reach its peak, however, you separated from her.

Liv was almost panting, her cheeks tinged pink and hair a mess. She promptly attempted to kiss you again, though you dodged the advance and she whined. Her mouth latched onto your neck, sucking at the skin there.

Your head fell back against the wall, dizzy from lust. "Does this mean I can have my job back?" You quipped, running a hand through your hair.

"Depends." She murmured in between kisses. "Do you have anymore secrets?"

"None that I can think of." You smiled, the prospect of returning to what you'd come to consider as normality was an appealing one. Of course there were things you would need to work through with Liv, and many, many extra complications alongside having a relationship with your boss. But nothing easy was ever worthwhile, and Liv was living proof of that.

"Alright. You're hired."

#olivia octavius x reader

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itsadamcole · 3 years

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NSFW ALPHABET WEEK - day 4

➳ kyle o’reilly

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masterlist

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A = Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

Kyle loves to take care of you after sex. He'll cuddle you for hours, grab snacks for you, get drinks for you. Of course, you'll make sure he and his blood sugar level are okay.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner's)

His favorite part of his body is his hands.

His favorite part of your body is your lips.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Kyle will cum inside of you or in your mouth, all over your face or breasts. He loves when you cum on his dick or on his mouth when he's eating you out.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Kyle loves when you're on top in bed, but he'll never tell you this.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

He's not that experienced but he does know what he's doing most of the time. Sometimes he'll take a while to find your spot but when he finds it, oh boy. He will not stop hitting it until you cum who knows how many times.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary. He also likes to pin your wrists down to the bed when in this position if he's feeling confident in himself.

He loves any face to face position. He likes to kiss you when you orgasm sometimes. Plus, it makes it easier for him to hold your hand when you're face to face.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Kyle can be both serious and humorous. He will crack jokes all the time. He won't crack jokes when he's in a more serious mood, which is rare. Jokes are a pretty usual thing during sex, and you don't mind.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He's well trimmed down there.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He'll hold you hand and tell you how much he loves you. He'll shower you in compliments and praises. Sometimes he'll even set the scene with candles or flowers for a birthday or anniversary.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Kyle tries not to jack off if he can help it, but it's hard for him when he's away from you for a while. It's even harder when you decide to be a tease and send him some pictures.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise kink.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

In a bed or on a couch usually, but he's never against fucking you against a wall or in the shower either. Against a wall is usually when he's jealous, which is kinda rare.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

When you tease him, which is all the time. Whether that's flirting with him, touching him, or sending him sexy pictures of yourself. Sometimes you do it just for fun, but other times it's how you tell him you want sex.

N = No (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

Threesomes, he would never degrade you or do something that would hurt you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves when you put that pretty mouth to work. He also loves to eat you out. He has no preference on giving or receiving, but he's skillful at making you cum with his mouth.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He's always slow and sensual. He likes to be careful to make sure he doesn't hurt you. Usually you'll have to beg him just to speed up. "I'm not fragile" you'd always say, to which he'd laugh and speed up his movements.

Kyle is only fast and rough when he's angry or jealous. You'll see a more confident Kyle when he's angry or jealous because he wants to make sure you know you're his and only his.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Kyle prefers proper sex but he's never against a quickie or two a week, especially if it's been a while since he's been with you. Usually they're in his locker room or in the shower.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He's not really a risk taker, but sometimes he'll leave the door unlocked. Kyle's willing to experiment in bed if it's okay with you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He only goes for four or five rounds, but that's because he can make each round last a while. You'll also make him take breaks to make sire his blood sugar levels are okay.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He's against them. He doesn't like using them on you and he doesn't like when you use them. He likes it to be only him that pleasures you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Kyle does like to tease you, especially when he's wearing his wrestling gear. He knows how much you love seeing him in his gear, and he knows how horny it can make you if you are in the mood. He likes to kiss your neck or grab your ass to tease you.

But you, you love to tease Kyle. When he's away, you'll sext him and send him naughty pictures. You'll surprise him with new lingerie sets when he's home, giving him a nice strip tease or lap dance if you're really in the mood. You're also not afraid to just walk into the bedroom naked after a shower just to tease Kyle.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Kyle's more on the quieter side. He likes to kiss any part of your body while you have sex but he will let out an occasional moan or grunt. You're the complete opposite. You'll scream Kyle's name any chance you get.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

You hadn't seen Kyle like this since his loss at Takeover 31. He was so sad, so angry, and so frustrated with himself that he still couldn't win that damn title. While Kyle was back in the showers, you told Adam and Roddy that you were going home so you can get something ready for Kyle

When you got home, you quickly changed out of your Undisputed Era t-shirt and jeans into a new nightgown that you bought a few days ago. It's white, short, and almost completely sheer. You wear a pair of lacy white panties beneath the nightgown.

The front door opens and you pull your hair down out of the ponytail. There are footsteps up the stairs and you hear a "Y/N?" come from the hallway.

"Bedroom," you call back, leaning seductively against one of the bedposts.

Kyle appears in the doorway and almost drops everything he's carrying when he sees you. "What's this for? I didn't win," he says, putting everything next to the door.

He approaches you and you say, "I'm not going to let you feel sorry for yourself. I'm going to show you that you don't need that stupid title to be a champion."

Your boyfriend looks down at you and says, "I kind of do need the title to be a champion."

You pout at him and say, "Kyle, let me have one of my supportive girlfriend moments please."

A laugh leaves his lips and he says, "Okay, okay. I'm sorry, baby. Go on.”

Deciding to be a tease, you say, "Well now the moments over." You go to walk away but Kyle grabs your wrist and pins you against the bedpost you were just leaning against.

"You don't get to dress like that and tease sex then walk away," Kyle almost growls.

You smirk and say, "There he is."

X = X-ray (let's see what's going on under those clothes)

Kyle's not too big and not too small. He's perfect for you.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

About average, but he's he's needy or jealous then it's really high.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Kyle likes to make sure you fall asleep before he does. He'll spoon you from behind as you doze off in his arms before burying his face in your neck and falling asleep himself.

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Chapter 3 Body and Soul (Crimson)

Warnings: None (future nsfw)

A/N: Hello guys! Sorry for the delay, what happens is that I was a little busy with some personal things but I'm back.

I will try to update twice a week and each time as we progress through the story, make the chapters longer. Another thing is I didn't notice that the previous chapter i published the draft instead of the final version. Which had many otorgraphic and writing errors. But it's already corrected. If you find something let me know so I can fix it. Also I am very happy for all the support, thank you for your lovely comments. Another thing, Do you want me to create a tag list?. Please tell me in the comments. That's all I wanted to say. Enjoy your reading! 🖤

Chapter 3(Crimson)

Lost in my thoughts, I walked towards the exit of the building while i was looking at the sky with some concern. It wouldn't be long before the sun rise.

And honestly, I was very scared. I did'nt know anyone in this city and didn't know what time it was in the area. My life was in danger and although I was sure that I still had time based on what the sky looked like.

I was still very worried about not knowing what time it was exactly. Looking at my watch was in vain. It was scheduled for London time not New York.

I was very nervous but I had to calm down. So i calculated that there were 2 hours left until the sun rise. And although it sounds like it's a lot of time, I don't know how much traffic there is in this city. And I needed to be in the nearest hotel as soon as posible.

Again I was so lost in my thoughts that I did not notice that a taxi parked in front of me, it was not until I heard the drivers voice that I noticed it.

—Good night miss, are you waiting for someone else? Or do you need me to take you somewhere? —

Hearing that question made me feel more relaxed again.

—Sure, I actually have nowhere to go. Could you recommend a hotel near here. One with good facilities. The price point doesn’t matter but I really need to get a good place to relax, preferably the closest hotel to the airport.—

I told him as I opened the door and carried my suitcase.

—Of course ma'am, in fact we are close to many good hotels. They are a few streets away. Would you like me to take you to see the exteriors and based on how they look you choose one?. I assure you that they are all very good, some more than others but none are bad. —

The man smiled while he waited for my answer.

I sighed feeling realised.

—Yes please, I would like it very much. —

The man laughed as he drived the car.

—You are not from here are you? I can tell by your accent. —

I nodded as i looked out the window. Analyzing the area I was in.

—That's right, I'm from London. I was transferred from my job. —

—That's so interesting. Sounds like fun to have a job where you travel a lot. —

—Well yeah you're not wrong. But I also needed to start a new life. —

I confessed while we entered to a large avenue with many buildings with hotels and apartments. Some were prettier than others.But nothing look bad about them.

—Is one of you liking? Or do you want me to go further so you can see more options?. —

The truth is that I could already choose one of the many hotels that were on the street. And I couldn't be so demanding, since i needed a safe place away from natural light as soon as possible. But a hunch told me to accept the man's proposal.

—Sure, I think we can see a few more options.—

No matter how much the car moved forward, nothing interested me. It wasn't until we reached the corner of the avenue that a large black building with Victorian architecture caught my attention. On the outside it had an ad with red calligraphy that said "Crimson".

—Stop here, I like this one. —

I pointed to the old building.

—I’m sorry to tell you this, but that hotel is very strict. They do not allow the entry to anyone who doesn't have a membership. It has already happened several times that I leave people here and they end up removing them from the place.—

—Don't worry I will try to enter. If i can´t then I’ll choose one of the hotels that are on this street. How much do I owe you? —

—If you insists, it’s $30 dollars.—

I nodded as I handed over his money.

—Thank you very much, also keep the change. —

I took my suitcase and closed the car's door as I approached the entrance of the building. However I was stopped at the door by a very tall man with brown hair and grey eyes.

— Good night, Miss. Could you give me your membership please. —

Embarrassed, I bit my lower lip and then proceeded to do something I didn't wanted.

—You're going to let me in no matter the rules of the place or what your bosses say. —

I smiled already knowing the results of my action. The man nodded and then open the door for me.

Once inside I noticed that a tall girl with black hair and violet eyes smiled at me as she applauded me.

—That was so wesome, Alice. Just as I expected, James didn't cause you any trouble. —

The girl approached very excited.

—Who are you and why do you know my name?—

I asked very confused and feeling insecure. Since she was aware of what I had just done and the worst thing was that she knew my name. This was getting very strange and I was not liking it.

—I am Grace Crimson. Owner of the hotel and great friend of your Boss Nat. —

—Do you know Nat? —

I said in a very incredulous voice.

—Of course Alice. But hey that is the least important thing right now, let me show you your room and I give you Nats phone number so you can call her.—

While I was trying to process the information, one of the attendants took my suitcase.

—Did Nat tell you in any way that I will come here? —

She just laughed at my question.

— I knew you'd say that. Don't be silly, honey. You are acting like a newborn vampire in the clan. Look dear, I'll explain. I can see the future. Today I had a vision of you in which I saw you giving orders to my guard right outside my hotel. It should be noted that I was concerned, because I didn't knew who you were, so I called all the offices until I found some information about you. To at least make sure that you weren't dangerous to us and to be able to take the necessary measures. By the way, I don't want you to feel bad about what I told you. But these are difficult times and we must take care of each other. —

Of course she was right, what a fool I was. I have been so involved in my personal feelings and problems that I overlook the fact that many in our community have that ability.

—Don't worry, it's okay Grace. I understand. I know how the security protocol works. And I also understand perfectly that you investigated me and that you needed to know who I was. —

I confessed.

—I already knew you were going to say that tho. Hey you are more friendly and understanding than I expected from someone who can control people's minds with their voice. No ofence but your kind is usually a very pretentious. —

I couldn't help laughing at that comment.

—I was like that many years ago, but someone changed me. I try not to abuse my powers too much, only when it’s necessary. —

I lowered my gaze to caress a silver ring with a red diamond that I had on my ring finger.

When she saw how my mood changed, she immediately hug me.

—Don't torment yourself over the past. —

She took me by the hand to walk me through those long corridors of the building. I must admit that I felt a little emotional. The place reminded me a lot of my grandmother's house.

—Here is your room, as you can see it is very spacious, it has a king size bed, living room, bathroom with a bathtub and a beautiful balcony. Also here is Nat's phone number. And don't forget to close all the curtains including the ones on the bed. —

She handed me the keys, a red card and a pos it with Nat’s new number.

—James leave the suitcase on her bed. —

The man obeyed her order and put the suitcase on my bed.

—Sure Grace. Thank you very much for all the hospitality. It has been a long time since I felt welcomed in a place. —

She smiled

—I know we are going to be very good friends. —

After that she closed the door behind me.

It's amazing how someone's life could change in an instant.

One day you are in London crying for your ex and the next day you are in New York and you're dreaming with a man who doesn’t even exist.

Thinking about that, I began to close all the curtains in the room and then i took the phone from the bureau next to the bed.

With some fear I called her, I knew that she would be very upset with me. But i had to do it.

—Hey nat it's me, Alice. —

—You are an idiot, I was so worried! Never do that to me ever again! I thought you wanted to kill yourself or something like that...

You sounded so sad. God you have take some therapy you can't continue living like this...—

I sigh very annoyed.

— Anyway, I already spoke with Bruce and he already gave you permission to work in New York. And before I forget to tell you this. Tomorrow you have a job to do. I need you in a bar, we think we found someone who can serve us for the clan. You will have to go to a concert near a local bar in the town. Grace will leave you the papers with the man's information.—

—Perfect. By the way, thank you very much for the favor. You don't know how grateful I am with you. Anyways, I will leave you, I am very tired and I would like to sleep as much as possible to be in the best possible conditions tomorrow—

—Of course dear. Have a good night. —

Grateful to Nat, I hung up the call and then closed my eyes. But not without first remembering Peter's beautiful green eyes.

#peter #peter steele #type o negative #fanfic #peter steele x oc

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msindrad · 4 years

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I swear, I’m not making up for quality with quantity this evening, and this one is both actually funny and has some meta in it

It’s ironic in a non-literal sense of the word that Crowder’s Commandos might actually be the most harmless thing Boyd has organized over the course of the series. I mean a bunch of bank-robbing Nazis that blow up churches (however questionable the status of Israel Fandi’s marijuana church might be…) does sound very, very bad, you don’t need to tell me, a Jew with her manifold experience of Anti-Semitism, about it. But I can’t help thinking that the things we see in the pilot are actually the worst things that Crowder’s Commandos have ever done. Allow me to explain.

1.1:

Art: That's where he got involved with the Patriot Movement and the white supremacy bullshit. Got to making horseshit bombs, you know, fertiliser and fuel oil. They'll come into a town like Somerset and they'll blow up a car. Then while the cops are busy, they'll go rob a bank.

We have no mentions of hate crimes in Art’s retelling of Boyd’s file. (I won’t attach the close-up of Boyd’s file itself because it’s barely readable.)

1.1:

Boyd: Well, what do you think I like, Raylan?

Raylan: You like to get money and blow shit up. I know about your friend Devil and his record selling dope. And I'm willing to bet that you blew up that church in Lexington, not because it was black but because it was a dope store. Ten-to-one says you got paid to do it by some other dope dealer around who didn't like the idea of that preacher getting a free pass from the police. Win-win for you, wasn't it, Boyd? Not only did you get to blow something to smithereens, you got money.

Raylan is right about Boyd in 95% of all cases, and Boyd’s grimace as well as his subsequent behavior in the scene indicate that Raylan is definitely right about him this time:

Also, Walton Goggins is an incredibly sweet man (for which I love him to no end), and he insisted on Raylan making it clear to the viewer that Boyd does not believe a word his says (nb: which also makes his conversion after the pilot so important and radically different from everything he has done before) and also asked to delete or rewrite many remarks that were present in the original pilot script which he found especially awful and OOC. And we never-ever hear Boyd saying any racist shit after the pilot, do we?

So, Boyd didn’t commit any hate crimes, and he doesn’t believe in what he’s preaching at all. What he’s interested in is blowing shit up and being paid. Johnny knows Boyd well, and he confirms that (1.10):

Johnny: Okay. Well, listen, all I know is that white-supremacy thing you had going on before, that was on the money. Shit, you want to rob some banks, get some of them knucklehead Nazis do it for you. That shit was genius.

Then:

3.3:

Devil: I remember when you recruited me. Took me to that church, showed me your ink. I thought to myself, "This here son of a bitch is crazy, preaching race war in a goddamn church." But, boy, I never believed in anything the way I did those Commandos. Yes, sir. You know, and then your Marshal friend shot you. It all turned. Some said you'd gotten religion. Others said you'd gone crazy, betrayed your father, - all them people hanging out in the wood.

I want to remind you that Boyd found Devil playing cards in 2.10, and Dewey was more interested in finding a way to sponsor his libido (2.3) than in anything else:

Dewey: Yeah, I'm afraid I got nothing for you right at this second, but I'll be back real soon, and I'm gonna be flush.

Sure, they’re both openly racist, but it seems to be a prevalent attitude among hillbillies of Harlan, Bennett, Lexington, etc., and the important thing here is that they’re not actively trying to hurt anybody, like, for instance, Jared did. Being a Nazi is definitely less of a political stance and more of a preferred/adapted lifestyle for Dewey, who nostalgically remembers being one of Crowder’s Commandos like this:

6.1:

Boyd: What do you want, Dewey?

Dewey: I want to go back. I want it to be like it used to be at the church, when we was Crowder's Commandos.

Boyd: You, me, and Devil.

Dewey: Yes! And the Pork brothers, giving me no end of shit. The music cranked so loud that we almost blew the roof off that old church. Bombing around in my Cadillac and making war plans and drinking 'shine. Why can't it be like that again, Boyd? Those were simple days, good days. Weren't they?

What I’m trying to get at here is that I think that Boyd’s Commandos might have been Boyd’s Boy Scout equivalent, and this is where the “funny” part of this post begins. Because, as already established, I’m very tired these days, I tend to amuse myself with all kinds of absurd ideas, and one of the most absurd of them is my recent idea of a Jusitified parody musical or just musical (I love how most scenes in musicals are written to support a very specific motif/theme that helps to turn them into musical numbers). And whenever I hear the song I’ll Make A Man Out of You from Mulan, I imagine a parody version of it about Crowder’s Commandos.

(If anybody’s interested, I can draw it (during my lectures, lmao), too, because for that my drawing competences would probably suffice.)

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theroseclubb · 4 years

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INTERVIEW WITH MAGGIE 👼🏻

Q: What's your name?

A: My name is Maggie.

Q: What's your sign?

A: I'm a Libra (Oct. 19).

Q: What's something you wish you could shout out to the world right now?

A: STOP FOCUSING ON SUPERFICIAL THINGS AND JUDGING A PERSON’S WORTH BASED ON FIRST IMPRESSIONS.

Q: What's your biggest fear?

A: It sounds generic, but I'm super afraid of the unknown. I guess specifically big changes where I can't predict the outcome.

Q: How do you deal with vulnerability?

A: I talk to people I trust about it and sometimes they offer advice, but I actually find the process of writing down what I'm feeling and trying to explain it to someone else helps me understand myself more. If I'm feeling vulnerable because of a person, I distance myself from them.

Q: What do you believe in?

A: Empathy, growth and self care. Morning/night routines are dope.

Q: What's something considered uninteresting by friends/family that you enjoy/find intriguing?

A: My family don't really understand my (creative and visual) taste so they don't find films or music I love as interesting as I do, but it's understandable because taste is subjective. I'm glad my friends have more similar interests though.

Q: How did you know someone loved you/you loved them?

A: When I love someone I think about them a lot and wanna hang out with them and talk and just do idle things. I don't think I'd be certain someone loved me unless they told me explicitly. Perhaps I'd have a feeling or something, but I'm not sure.

Q: Where does creativity have a place your life?

A: Everywhere, it lingers. In situations where I am allowed to be more liberal such as in my art, writing and daydreaming I feel like it's more prominent.

Q: What's the scariest thing you've done that was totally worth it?

A: There was this test I had to do to get into the high school I go to and I had spent like, a year preparing for it. I'm glad I did because it gave me the opportunity to meet a lot of great people.

Q: What's something you've done in the past you definitely wouldn't do now?

A: Cut my own hair.

Q: How do you deal with your insecurities?

A: In those situations I talk to people, but I don't feel super dependent on my friends; I'm just more open with them. Sometimes I watch a bunch of like, skincare routines.

Q: What kind of music are you into?

A: I used to like indie music a LOT, and I still do, but this past year and a half my taste in music has become more vague. One of my favourite songs is Moon, 12:04am by offonoff and I like Frank Ocean a lot. R&B and indie are my favourite genres.

Q: What's a hobby/person that makes you purely happy just by the thought of it/them?

A: I really enjoy viewing/listening to other people's creations. I'm not sure if it constitutes as a hobby, but it feels very nice when I find something or someone I admire (creatively, conceptually, or in any way). I'm also into photography/film, I think it's super cool but I'm not good at it.

Q: What's something you'd like to change about your current self?

A: I wish I could communicate with people easier and express my ideas in a more clear way.

Q: What's been your greatest accomplishment to date?

A: I'd say my relationships or an amalgamation of all my other achievements. Maybe, just surviving this long.

Q: What's something you do when coping with bad feelings/loneliness?

A: It's probably not the best approach, but I just distract myself through music or reading or watching videos/film. I try to distance myself from people and think about the situation a bit more objectively, but it never works. Sometimes I just sleep on it.

Q: Who do you look up to creatively?

A: A lot of indie artists and filmmakers, as well as mainstream ones. Just everyone I admire (creatively). I also have so much respect for creators that raise awareness in their work for issues such as LGBT+ and POC representation. I think it's great to see parts of yourself reflected in the art or artist you admire and it decreases the stigma surrounding those subjects (if that makes sense).

Q: Who do you look up to for strength or confidence when needed?

A: My favourite artists and my friends.

Q: What was something someone said that you found to be so true about yourself, written, sung in a song, talked in video?

A: "You're insecure," from One Direction's What Makes You Beautiful.

Q: Who do you think is incredibly strong and amazing?

A: So many people! A lot of them are included inhttps://www.newstatesman.com/politics/politics/2014/04/heroes-our-time-top-50 so I'll link it instead of rambling on and on.

Q: When's the last time you purely smiled?

A: Someone wrote me a birthday card a few days ago and it was the best one I've ever received.

Q: When's the last time you cried?

A: Emotionally, around January.

Q: If you are, what message are you personally trying to send to others on social media/irl? And if not, what positive movements/groups/accounts do you support/agree with?

A: My friend actually recommended this TED talk (I Was Almost A School Shooter | Aaron Stark | TEDxBoulder) and her favourite quote was "Love the ones you feel deserve it the least because they need it the most," which I agree with.

Q: What's a question you wish people asked you more? And what's a question you wish you could answer more truthfully?

A: I wish people would ask me how I feel more often. Not just my emotions, but like my interests and preferences. Coincidentally those questions are also the ones I wish I could answer with more honesty.

Q: What's something most people don't know about you?

A: I talk a lot, but I actually don't really like talking that much. I prefer it when someone else carries the conversation and I just have to react because it makes me feel more comfortable.

Q: If you could be able to do something you aren't able to do now, what would it be?

A: I'd like to move into an apartment in the city.

Q: What do you wish for your future self?

A: I just hope that I'm happy.

Q: As a girl/boy/genderqueer individual what's something you wish you didn't have to stress about?

A: What people think of me.

Q: What's something you wish someone you know, knew?

A: I wish my parents knew how much I love them and appreciate them because my family's not really into that sorta thing.

Q: What do you think is overrated?

A: I think people overrate some celebrities, but I also understand it because celebrities are idolised.

Q: When you're on your phone, what app/website do you find yourself on the most? Does this bother you?

A: Instagram, and it definitely bothers me.

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Better - chapter 1

Summary: Elle is a depressed 25 year old who doesn't see the hope and kindness on store for herself. This is the story on recovery

Trigger warnings: suicidal ideation, pessimistic thinking/negative self talk, depression (tell me if there's more please !)

Note- this is my first ever story, it might not be good but bear with me, i may know what im talking about, I know how depression feels. I wrote this to show theres always hope. You can get better and feel better even when it's hard and it is a constant fight. Without further ado, THE STORY!~

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"Anyways Elle, I have to go to my next class now so I'll call you later, bye"

My little sister, Anna, says sounding dissapointed, and hangs up the phone; I start wondering if she got bored with me and ended the call, or maybe she really didn't want to go to class. I sigh and turn over in my bed.

I had just woken up before the call, my body feeling like lead and my spirits were low, as if they were mourning the hole on my heart that yearned for comforting words, for happiness. Longing for love, fulfillment and support. Something to hold it all together. It's been there for quite some time now. I shake my head at the thought.

Go wash the dishes you useless adult.

I would, if my body didnt feel so heavy that it hurts.

I would if I had any reason to

Any motivation.

But there's none so what's the point?

I go to sleep again

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I wake up in my room feeling lighter than yesterday, but not completely light. I look at the date on my phone, it's Wednesday, 5:00pm. My eyes go wide, but my mouth forms a thin line. I slept through 2 days straight and I have to go to work. I jump from my bed. Once i get ready I grab my stuff from the table and run out the door.

The customers are rude again. I'm not surprised anymore, I call my manager and continue the sad routine of working in retail.

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It was normal day, long, but still normal. I was cooking pasta for dinner, something simple that i didn't need energy for.

Nothing significant happenned today, but i still find myself In my kitchen, tears dripping from my eyes, one by one, and sobs wrecking body, making me tremble. I was swaying back and forth, barely focusing on my pasta as my thoughts started consuming me.

You're useless. Absolutely pathetic. Nothing even happened and you're crying? Man, that's weak.

"Stop it, please" I cover my ears, more tears falling to the ground. The silence is deafening. The thoughts get louder.

How long have you been feeling this way? Years. Admit it, You're broken! We could make a list of all the rea-

"SHUT UP, DAMN IT!" I say to my own head. The tears are falling more quickly now, my sight becomes more of a blur. I'm used to it now; as I wipe some of my tears from my face I head to the bathroom.

I look at the mirror, letting the water run through my hands. My hair is up in a messy bun. My face swollen and red from all the crying, with tear tracks all over.

I lean down and wash my face.

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After I'm done preparing the pasta, I serve a small amount and store the rest inside the fridge.

Staring at my food, I start poking at it with my fork.

"I'm not hungry anymore."

I start eating.

After I finish, I figure I should wash the dishes while I'm still feeling productive.

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I leave work early today. My manager told me I was very unfocused and Spacey today and I kept making the same mistakes without noticing. More customers left, being angry at me and disrespectful to everybody else.

At my other job, one of my coworkers told me I seemed down. I barely recall them saying

"Hey Elle, take it easy. You're hanging your head and dragging your feet. Have you been sleeping okay? It's been at least three weeks since I saw you speaking to someone, let alone smiling."

I shake them off saying I was just stressed, but a couple of hours later my little sister told me I should see a psychiatrist. That I deserved better. I only listened to the first half, couldn't bring myself to believe the other.

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"And, that's how I ended up here talking with you, Mr. Cardoso."

I am sitting in a chair on a small office. Taking a brief look around the room, i notice there's and organized desk looking toward one of the walls, the chair at it s left. Behind it, on the opposite side, there were some cabinets displaying toys. I figure they're for the children that come to see him.

I turn to look at the man sitting at the desk as he talks to me.

"So what youre saying is, you have an idea of why these people told you to come here, but don't completely agree with it?"

I nod.

"I'm going to have you fill out a couple of papers to give you a proper diagnosis," he hands me a couple of papers and a pen. "Do tell me when you're finished or have any questions."

I look at the questions in front of me, laid out with the questions of the left and, on the right side, the words: never, a few times, sometimes, often and always. I begin answering the questions.

The questions below ask about anxiety and worrying.

In the last 6 months, have you experienced any of the following symptoms? If so, how often?

I felt that my worry was out of my control- often

I felt restless, agitated, frantic, or tense.- always

I had trouble sleeping - I could not fall or stay asleep, and/or didn't feel well-rested when I woke up.- always

I felt sick to my stomach, like I was going to throw up, or had diarrhea - sometimes

I felt dizzy, my head was spinning, or felt like I was going to faint - a few times

I was scared that I would lose control, go crazy, or die. -always

In the next set of questions, we will be asking whether you experienced a traumatic event, and how you reacted to it.

How did you experience the traumatic event?

Directly - I was a victim of a traumatic event.

I witnessed it in person (happening to someone else).

I learned about it happening to a close family member or friend.

I was exposed to it as a result of my job (e.g. paramedic, police officer, fire fighter etc.).

In all of these I notice I don't remember much of my past. I write an 'I don't know' on the side.

I was unable to feel happiness, contentment, joy, or love, or had trouble connecting with people.- agree

There were questions about my mood, emotions, behavior. Even some about drugs, a big no from me.

I finished the questions.

We moved on.

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When I get home I reflect on the appointment I had with the psychiatrist, Mr. Cardoso.

He said he would prefer if I saw a therapist at least once or twice a week, since I had nothing to lose, except for, well, pride, the walls you'd built, and time you could be working, you know, the usual, I said yes.

I look at the cellphone that's on my hands. After a few minutes, I dial the number to the psychiatric hospital. I hear the voice on the other line start spaeking.

"Hello, you have reached wellhealth hospital. How may I help you today?"

"Um" I hesitate. "Hello, I'd like to file an appointment with a therapist?"

"Do you have an insurance? Please give me your full name."

"I just applied for one and got the card. My full name is Elle Cook"

"Alright then. Would you prefer to come on next Monday at 10:30am or Wednesday 5:00pm?" The secretary said in a bored yet polite manner.

"Monday. 10 am. Who is the appointment with?"

"Your appointment is with Ms. Laura. Please come early to fill the necessary documents and show proof of your insurance."

"Will do. Thank you for your time. Have a nice day." After I hear their answer I hang up.

Sighing, I move from my comfy couch to my bathroom. I don't have enough energy for a skin care routine, so I just was my face and teeth, then change into my panda onesie and head to bed.

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Special thanks for @thelogicalloganipus @fangirltothefullest @sanders-trash-4ever @pornhubsvt And @asofterfan for helping me with this chapter/giving me feedback!!

Don't know when the next update will be

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#tw: depression #tw: suicidal ideation #story #my writing #first time #first story #not ts related #not ts #not sanders sides #first person narrative

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