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welcome to chestnut ridge, current time is 3:45pm, yeehaw responsibly 🐎
#simblr#ts4 gameplay#g:archive#oc:noemi#got bored of the crystal creations gp so fast#so let's see home horsey's#i have been putting together abe&noemi's save#and i think it's ready for some gp <3
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pick of the crop | logan sargeant social media au
pairing: logan sargeant x fem farmer!reader
sometimes opposites attract so much that a city boy is willing to get mud on his trainers
based on this request: Logan sargeant x reader smau, where she’s like a farmer in the country, and people are surprised that they’re so different? - @indesicivelyconfuzzled
MASTERLIST | BUY ME A KO-FI?
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logansargeant: never been so thankful for a two week break in the race calendar, farm time has been overdue.
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user1: did we just unlock the farmer version of logan
user2: real ones have known farmer logan since his f2 days
oscarpiastri: ugh... couple goals i guess
yourusername: you guess?
logansargeant: you wish you were us
yourusername: let's not pit two powerful women against each other
oscarpiastri: thank you y/n
yourusername: i was talking about me and lily, y'all can fight amongst yourselves
user3: you guys are fake as fuck cause why didn't you tell me logan has a gf
user4: a farmer gf ?!?!?!?
alexalbon: so i got heat from you for @albon_pets (follow me) but your gf has a whole ass farm?
logansargeant: and what? dodger would defo take otter in a fight
yourusername: stop the violence
alexalbon: see, this is why people are confused on how you guys got together
logansargeant: i'm just standing up for my dog child ?
yourusername: leave the children out of it
user5: idk how or when this happened but i am enjoying seeing another side of logan
user6: for real haven't seen his feral side since prema
user7: two weeks on a farm will do that to you
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yourusername: the y/ln farm takes the cota paddock, thanks @alexalbon for recommending fifi for the job of paddock drama queen
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user9: she brought a horse for her paddock debut ???
user10: idk about you guys but i am thoroughly enjoying whatever the fuck is going on right now
logansargeant: i think fifi did great (i think dan might be friends with us now)
yourusername: she's a gentle queen (omg we've made friends?)
danielricciardo: damn right you have a new friend what a STALLION
yourusername: you can ride her if you want :)
alexalbon: WE CAN?
landonorris: WE CAN?
maxverstappen1: i would like to ride the horsey
yukitsunoda0511: dan woke me up with his scream of joy so you're morally obligated to let me have a ride on fifi as well
logansargeant: well if i knew all i needed to do was bring y/n and fifi to the paddock to make friends they would've been at miami :(
user11: crying so the reports that logan was feeling really lonely were real?
user12: at least he has y/n?
oscarpiastri: cool kids have already ridden with fifi :)
logansargeant: you screamed the whole time?
oscarpiastri: semantics
danielricciardo: i'm outside williams hospitality let me in
yourusername: that was fast?
charles_leclerc: it's kinda in the job description (we're all here please let us in)
user13: the way all the teams are gonna be like where are all of our drivers and why are they all running away?
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williamsf1: austin you delivered !! logan and alex pick up three and four points each in logan's first points and our first double points finish of the season !!
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user14: someone tell y/n she's not allowed to go home, she's a williams employee now
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alexalbon: WHAT THE FUCK IS A KILOMETRE I LOVE YOU AMERICA
logansargeant: 🤨🤨🤨🤨
alexalbon: don't lie you love the bit
logansargeant: no i think YOU love the bit
alexalbon: today i love YOU 😘
yourusername: 🤨🤨🤨🤨
alexalbon: i guess i love you too
yourusername: i would like to think so. don't think i didn't see you swipe a jar of marmalade
alexalbon: GUILTY
user15: williams points, maybe america isn't all bad ...
yourusername: home race did pretty boy so good :))))
logansargeant: idk i think you might just be my lucky charm and can never leave my side again
yourusername: what about the children logan :(
logansargeant: fuck dem kids
logansargeant: JOKES
oscarpiastri: 📸 📸 📸 got ur ass
logansargeant: why are you here?
oscarpiastri: i want naming rights of the next babies 😬
yourusername: logan :((((((( they have feelings :(((((
logansargeant: i'm sorry :( i just love you :(
yourusername: awwwwww i love you too
oscarpiastri: so can i name the next babies PLEASE
yourusername: you wanna give logan a tow next race?
oscarpiastri: fuck no
yourusername: then there's your answer
user16: what the fuck is going on here?
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yourusername: there's no such thing as a snooze button here
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user17: FARM LOGAN FARM LOGAN FARM LOGAN
user18: farm logan makes me weak in the knees
oscarpiastri: why are there two pictures of logan?
logansargeant: choke.
oscarpiastri: woah i didn't know comedy was illegal in texas
yourusername: to perform comedy you kinda need to be funny oscar
oscarpiastri: i am funny?
yourusername: sure ...
oscarpiastri: stop trying to look like a nice gf on the internet you make fun of him just as much as i do
logansargeant: she did say that she prefers dermot over 'my ass'
yourusername: LOL sorry logan....
landonorris: am i dumb?
oscarpiastri: yes :)
yourusername: ass is another way to refer to a donkey lando
landonorris: ohhhh. in that case i am a massive donkey
yourusername: oh that's not...
user19: y/n having to deal with more than logan and oscar will kill her i fear
alexalbon: SHEEP PLEASE BRING SHEEP NEXT RACE PLEASE I LOVE SHEEP
yourusername: you good?
alexalbon: i love sheep. sue me
yourusername: we actually host sheep cuddle session at the farm lol
logansargeant: can confirm they are very cuddly (not as much as you)
alexalbon: 1. why thank you logan 2. LILY CANCEL THE FLIGHTS
logansargeant: i was talking about y/n... but i knew you remembered our snuggle on the plane
alexalbon: i'm like an octopus in my sleep, just ask lily or george
user20: please santa bring me a cuddle session with the sheep at y/n's farm 🤞
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logansargeant: 2024 williams? no. y/n's tractor? YES
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user21: country boy i love youuuuuuuuuuuu eh
user22: third pic is doing something to me that is irreversible
yourusername: lovely lovely cowboy, i might have to ban you from working on the farm cause you're too distracting
logansargeant: saying that as if you don't make collecting eggs look like the hottest thing in the world
yourusername: you looking mighty fine wrangling the cows
logansargeant: you riding a horse makes me go feral
alexalbon: OKAY WE'LL BE ENDING THAT THERE BEFORE IT LEAVES THE PG RATING
yourusername: boooooo you're no fun 🍅 🍅🍅
logansargeant: as if you aren't posting up your feet all over the timeline 🤨
alexalbon: ffs it's just double trouble with you people
user23: only time that driving a tractor is attractive for f1 drivers
oscarpiastri: you guys look like you've jumped out of a trashy romance novel
yourusername: you read them enough to know that
oscarpiastri: what is on my kindle is between me and god
logansargeant: oscar jack piastri leave us out of your smut
oscarpiastri: oh stop being so dramatic, i don't want to know what you freaks do on that farm
logansargeant: and you'll never know. don't think of my girlfriend like that
yourusername: and don't think about my boyfriend like that
oscarpiastri: you people are infuriating
yourusername: we irritating 👯♀️
logansargeant: they hate to see bad bitches winning 💅
user24: this relationship is so precious to me
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yourusername: farm update: meet the formooooola one grid!!
yuki has eaten all of my shoes :(
alex has taken station in the chicken coup
charles thinks he's a dog?
max and daniel just snooze everyday under the orange trees
george is always right at the door every morning
oscar and logan are just obsessed with each other and the goats
yes i did name the one with the prettiest coat after lewis
fernando is always sat on some poor soul (usually one of the cats)
carlos and lando chase each other constantly
lance and esteban are chill and just like cuddles
valterri drags zhou to do dumb stuff (they got stuck in a window? don't ask)
pierre demands to be brushed everyday
checo, nico and kevin are the mother hens
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user27: stop the count!!! this IS the cutest moment of the year
yukitsunoda0511: i'm sure cow yuki has a very good excuse
yourusername: i don't have any leather shoes so at least he's not a cannibal?
logansargeant: he did eat my limited edition converse though 🤨
lewishamilton: i simply HAVE to meet cow lewis he sounds like a great dude
yourusername: he's very calm and does love affection
logansargeant: he let me give him belly rubs !!
lewishamilton: that is cute (do not try to touch my stomach)
logansargeant: ... noted
user28: i will never recover from this and need constant updates please
logansargeant: cow me might be obsessed with oscar but real me is still obsessed with you
yourusername: don't tell the others but both you and cow logan are my faves - i love you
logansargeant: awwww i love you too
alexalbon: OUTRAGE
oscarpiastri: ROBBERY
yourusername: oh please ....
logansargeant: you snooze you lose
danielricciardo: awww they can't even separate us as cows @maxverstappen1
maxverstappen1: we're bffs in every universe daniel
yourusername: this is very heartwarming
logansargeant: we're still better though, right?
yourusername: oh of course
danielricciardo: ???
maxverstappen1: ???
fin.
note: two in one day? i am on a roll - i hope you all enjoy with me finally writing for logan !! i for one am glad he's getting a second season!
#f1#f1 x you#f1 instagram au#f1 x reader#f1 imagine#f1 social media au#logan sargeant imagine#logan sargeant#logan sargeant x reader#logan sargeant social media au#logan sargeant x you
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4:23 pm | the adventures of dad!gojo
content: 0.9k words, fem!reader, dad gojo, megumi is your son, silly crack fic
gojo satoru is a man with very little fears.
in actuality, people are afraid of him. a mere gaze from those cerulean blue eyes of his sends people running off to the opposite direction, so the adjective “intimidating” was quite the understatement to describe him. some might even say that he’s the strongest, so he possesses no fear at all.
despite that, gojo has one thing he’s deathly afraid of: you–his wife, when you’re angry.
“suguru, help me out here!” geto can physically feel his bestfriend’s panic through the phone. gojo explained the situation in a fast ramble–geto could barely understand what he was saying, but he thinks he got the gist of it: you went out to run some errands and entrusted gojo to take care of your two year old child, megumi, while you were out. gojo conjured up the genius idea of keeping megumi entertained by handing him a paper and markers–so that they could surprise you with megumi’s amazing artistic abilities once you came back home.
it had gone “so well”, gojo said earlier, picking up the paper and studying it. “i think this is a drawing of a cat? or a dog, i don’t really know.. still, it’s made by my son, and it’s the peak of art and i think everyone should see it!”
gojo was so busy trying to decipher what megumi had drawn that he didn’t realize that his son still had the markers in his hands. when he peers over to look at megumi again, he just about screamed.
“gumi- no- GUMI!” he shrieks, snatching the markers away from his son’s hold. megumi, not having a paper to draw on anymore, decided to use the wall as his canvas instead—sketching a poorly drawn house with a bright red marker. “you’re not supposed to draw on the wall! aw fuc-ahem, freak… your mom’s gonna kill me…”
“gosh suguru, some advice would help!” satoru’s never been so afraid in all his years of living. you’re coming home pretty soon, and he has no idea what to do. he’s already imagining the look on your face–and it’s pushing satoru to the brink of passing out. gojo satoru–the renowned sorcerer who’s fought the king of curses, been sealed away in a box and has had multiple near death experiences–all of these things have happened to him yet none can compare to the fear of facing his wife when she’s angry.
“hmm? what is it, nanako?” satoru can hear his bestfriend trying not to laugh over the phone. suguru knows an easy solution to his problem, but he thinks that leaving satoru in the dark is funnier. it’s rare to see the strongest sorcerer like this, so geto revels in it with pure amusement. “you’re hungry? okay… let’s see what i can make for you, yeah?”
“you heard her, satoru~ one of the twins are hungry. i’m afraid i have to go… good luck about the markers, yeah?” suguru hangs up before satoru could say a word. he curses under his breath, but feels his heart stop when he hears the door unlock.
you’re home.
“mama!” megumi yells, clapping his hands and slowly crawling over to the front door. you happily greet your son, placing the grocery bags on the table.
you walk over to your husband, kissing him on the cheek before noticing the piece of paper that he’s holding. “oh? what’s this?”
you grab the paper from his hands and satoru regains a little bit of his composure once he hears you coo at your son’s drawing. “thought it would be nice for me and megumi to surprise you while you were gone… it’s a drawing of a cat-”
“horsey!”
“...a horse. yup, that’s what i said!” he sheepishly ignores his son’s glare, mentally preparing himself to tell you about the wall.
“i love it! oh my gosh, megumi, aren’t you just a little artist?” you say, ruffling your son’s hair with a big smile. “this is definitely going on the fridge.”
“...there’s one small problem, though…” satoru refuses to meet your gaze.
“what did you do this time, satoru?”
“hey, it technically wasn’t me!” he says, this time being the one to shoot the glare at his son. “so hypothetically…what if i told you that gumi thought it would be a nicer idea to use the wall as a canvas instead of the paper?”
“...”
satoru perceives your silence as his death sentence. “look, i’m sorry! i was trying to figure out what he drew and i forgot that he still had the markers in his hands-”
“satoru-”
“and the next thing i know, he drew on the wall before i was able to take the markers from him-”
“toru-”
“and suguru wasn’t giving me advice either, but then-”
“satoru!” your final yell finally breaks him from his ramble. he’s surprised to see that no, you don’t have a look of murder on your face. in fact, you’re actually smiling—looking more amused than anything.
“satoru, they’re washable markers.” you take a baby wipe from your purse and walk over to the wall, wiping away the bright red marker strokes easily with a few swipes. you’re trying not to laugh at his dumbfounded expression. “did you not know that?”
now he’s the one stunned into silence. “...”
“no, no… i definitely knew that…!”
“yeah, sure you did.”
being a father is so difficult.
#jujutsu kaisen#gojo satoru#jjk#gojo satoru x reader#gojo satoru x y/n#gojo satoru x you#gojo x reader#gojo satoru comfort#gojo fluff#gojo satoru fluff#dad gojo#dad!gojo#gojo x y/n#satoru gojo
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I like the idea of big bro cooing me into spreading my legs and touching my pussy very lightly, almost no pressure or friction at all. Commenting how wet I am and how it's throbbing and aching to be used. Then he pulls his phone out and opens the camera app. "Uhh... What are you doing?" I ask, "shh... it's okay... only I will see them... you look so pretty and helpless... Ssh..." Big bro keeps coos, very gently as he takes plenty pictures.
The next day he brings his friends home and introduces me to them by showing the pictures and encouraging them to check it for themselves. Big brother holds me on his lap and makes me feel safe enough so they can start stripping me naked, they all keep touching and lightly fingering my pussy, getting rougher each time, but little bro keeps me calm and safe as they violate me.
Suddenly they start betting how long will I take to cum and begin to decide who is going in first. What do they mean? First? What will they do? But big bro stops them. "I'm his first. Isn't it right, little one?" He gives me the usual big bro peck on the lips, only to start to get wetter and more passionate as he inserted his tongue. His friends cheer and some of them even smack my pussy a little during the kiss. They all start to rub one off as my big bro unzips his pants and pulls out his dick. He rubs it in my little hole a little before aligning it in the entrance. "Um... Big bro...? I- mmh-ah!" He slams it in with no further preparation. It went deep and fully hard... It hurts a lot and I felt something inside my no no parts tear apart. His friends laugh and smack my pussy. They keep commenting about my flower being torn... what? I start to cry, big bro coos me licks my tears, waiting not even a second before beginning to move. "Sssh... It's okay, little one... I know it hurts, but big bro is here... Oh so tight... Look how much blood is coming out..." He chuckles... If big bro isn't sad, then I think if okay. His friends are touching their no no parts as well, they keep coming closer to me. Pointing to my face, my parts, my mouth... Big bro bounces me as fast as he can. I like this play of horsey... It's getting warm and tingling... Uh maybe too tingly... "Big bro... I'm... Unh I'm going to pee..." When he hears this, he immediately starts to bounce me faster, pulling himself almost complete our and slamming back in, pressing my tummy "no... don't worry, baby..." He grunts "it's something better... Keep holding it until big bro says it's time, okay?" I moan in response and keep enjoying his horsey play... His friends start to grunt loudly too, just like big bro... Big bro tells me to look closely to their parts "show him your jizz, he'll love it" he tells a friend. They spurt their cum soon after, being followed by the others... I'm covered with it, it's warm and drippy... I touch some of it as big bro encourages me to rub it on my body... Uh... It feels good... My head is getting empty... I can't think... Uhhh... I really have to pee...
"aah! Big bro... I'm peeing..." I moan. "Go on. Cum! Cum for big bro!" He grunts, filling me up with his cum. It's so much... Moving inside me as he slows down. I spurt some too. He was right, it was not pee, but it was kinda the same release... My head is all wobbly and I'm on the verge of passing out. Big bro smacks my, now creamy, pussy and shushed me right after "no no. No nap time now, baby!" He says pulling out of me, I feel all his cum drip slowly out of my pussy. "B-but... I'm all.. uh..." It's so hard to think right now, I can't even finish the sentence before one of his friends slams his dick inside me. Ugh the torn tissue inside still hurts a little. "No buts. All my friends came here just to see you. It's not polite to refuse your pussy like this... Big bro is very disappointed." He says petting my head in a demeaning way. "N-no" I can be g-good..." He pecks my lips . "Of course you can... Now, I trust you to stay awake and let my friends enjoy your defloration party, okay?" I nod and take in his friend's cock as best as I can. Anything for big bro...
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CG VBS Kaito hcs for a friend :D
(Him with the vbs babies ^w^)
• The dad ever oh my God
• Gives all of them the silliest nicknames that either make them giggle or blush each time
• Sneaks them sweets a lot (Meiko is very annoyed by this)
• I don't know how else to word it but he's kind of like Bandit/Bluey's dad when it comes to games, they're ridiculous but he gets very into them, sometimes more than the kiddos himself
• So many uppies for all of them, but especially Kohane, she's so light that he can carry her on his back while doing basically anything
• Kohane loves games like hide and seek, or being given "horsey rides", and Kaito is always willing to provide anything of that sort she desires. Anything his little ones want they get!
• He works extra hard to make sure he doesn't scare or overstimulate her when she's little, he knows her anxiety is worse in this headspace and he wants his little mouse to feel safe!
•An loves helping at the Virtual Singers' café when she's small, and Kaito loves letting her do so! She's his little assistant, adding toppings to drinks and making sure all the pancakes are extra fluffy! It can get a little messy though, and usually the two of them are too busy enjoying their snacks to remember to clean up without Meiko reminding them >-<
• She likes it when he plays with her hair! Even if he's not the best at it, she still likes it! Mr. Kaito makes her look so silly and fun!
• Works extra hard to make sure she feels seen and paid attention to, since that wasn't a constant when she was a kid. Every word she says he's on the edge of his seat, he'll drop everything if she says she wants to show him something, she's singing? Standing ovation this'll surpass RAD WEEKEND (she's like five rn)
• Doing his best to be the greatest CG possible for Akito, not only because he knows how insecure he can be about his regression and how rough his home life can be, but also because of Kaito's greater connection to Aki's true feelings. Knows all of the little ways to make him regress (ruffling his hair, saying he's proud of him, calling him sport or kiddo, etc), Akito is grumpy whenever he manages to make him slip at first but he's grateful deep down.
• One of the few that Akito is truly open about his needs or wants with when small, even if he's a bit grumpy about it. Kaito's nothing but supportive though, and wants to help him get more comfortable with it.
• Loves playing games with him, especially soccer. When Akito's on the older end of his age range he'll put up a real fight but when he's littler Kaito usually lets him win so he doesn't have a grumpy tantrum-
• Since Toya's the littlest of the vbs kids when he's small, Kaito feels that he has to protect him the most. He's just a baby that deserves a proper chance at a good childhood! (Toya called him "Papa" once and now he'd kill for him)
• Always ready to make cookies or warm milk for this little guy! He managed to find some bottles in the café, and is working to find new flavored milks and such to make for Toya to see if he'll like them (he does, but regular chocolate milk will always be his favorite)
• Toya has fallen asleep on his lap so many times before, but it's worth it! It means he's feeling truly safe and small! Who cares if he can't feel his legs! It's for the baby!
• Sometimes when he's working with his DJ equipment he'll let Toya sit on his lap and play with them, pressing the buttons with a wide-eyed fascinated look on his face. Now he's just like Papa! Kaito's so proud.
#the person i wrote this for has toya bias but i tried not to make that fact too obvious lol#project sekai agere#vocaloid agere#kaito#kaito vocaloid#vivid bad squad#kohane azusawa#an shiraishi#akito shinonome#toya aoyagi#mine ♡
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Whiney Little Brat.
Cw: Beating, slight manipulation(?), DD/lb, Dom/Daddy/Dada (He/They) and Sub/Baby (He, him), Aftercare, Tell me if I missed anything
It was a nice day out to the mall but Daddy was already getting upset with his Baby. Why? Because he wouldn't stop asking for new toys and clothes. Baby pointed to a building blocks set in a shop window. "Dada~! I want it!" Daddy only sighed, frustrated. "Baby boy, I told you we're here for one new stuffie as a reward for good behavior. Please be good." Baby pouted and looked like he was about to throw a tantrum. "I want it! I want it! I want it!" Daddy squeezed Baby's hand as a final warning but he went on. "You're so mean! You never get me anything! Dada is so mean to me!" Daddy had an angry look and walked faster, practically dragging Baby. Once at the car, Daddy threw baby into the passenger seat and slammed the door, doing same after getting into the drivers seat. "What the fuck what that?!" Baby whined at their angry tone, Dada almost never sweared. "You think you can just throw a tantrum in the middle of the fucking mall and get away with it?! No. You're getting it when we get home." The drive home was silent. As soon as they parked Dada got out and opened the passenger door and pulled Baby out by the hair harshly. "O-Ow! Dada please, I sorry!" Daddy just scowled at him. "Shut the fuck up." Baby whimpered and teared up, Dada was never mean to him like this... Once in the bedroom Daddy threw him on the bed and backhanded him. They then pulled Baby, who was dizzy from the slap, onto their lap and unbuckled their belt. "No! No! No belt! I sorry!" Baby started to squirm and cry. "Should have thought about that before being a little brat." Baby was suddenly hit on the back, hard, with the belt causing him to scream in pain. They continued to hit Baby over and over until he went limp, hiccuping, his cute little face drenched in tears and his throat sore from all his screaming and begging for mercy. Baby was grabbed by the hair again and thrown on the ground being kicked one final time in the stomach. "See? That's what's happens to all babies who misbehave." Dada then picked him up so, so gently. He was taken to the bathroom and carefully, his wounds were cleaned and he had a nice bubble bath. He was taken back into the bedroom where he was put into his favorite pj's and given his new stuffie along with coloring books, TV time and some chicken nuggies with fries and his favorite drink in a sippy cup. Dada even let him sit in his lap and play horsey and after play the special adult game, Dada was so gentle and played with him so nicely and even put Baby's pleasure over their's. Dada was always so nice to Baby.
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(hii!! I’m so sorry if your requests are closed and I just requested… idk I saw they were closed and then they opened so I’m a little slow, I’m sorry 🥲)
But if they are open, I was wondering like, gn!Reader or preferably male reader x Asa Emory?
But but— cowboy Asa?? Like Arthur Morgan coded Asa Emory x The Sherif Y/N who’s desperately trying to capture him, like hunting him down and stuff. (Pretty much bounty Hunter thingy eee)
But, instead of Y/J capturing Asa, Asa Captures them instead and like teases them and degrades them while edging?? I’m sorry I’m just horny 😔😔
Wanted! Asa Emory x Sheriff bounty hunter!Gn! Reader (nsfw)
requests are closed! (For now)
Warnings for ass play (u eat his ass lol), degradation/humiliation, power dynamics
This is literally such a fun idea I’m so excited! Ngl I had to look up some stuff to do with Arthur Morgan bc I’ve only played red dead 1 (yes my horse was named horsey, thank u 😌) also i adore degradation so this is super up my alley!
Bounty hunting wasn’t easy, often loosing multiple companions in the process, chasing dead leads and bumping heads with other hunters out for the prize money. It was high risk high reward. But that’s why you did what you did, and you were damn good at it. Or so you thought. Asa Emory had shaken your perception of yourself, he was the only criminal you couldn’t seem to get a firm grip on, you’d come close before but he always managed to fluster you and weasel his way out of it.
Asa was an interesting specimen, seemingly killing when it suited him and for any reason he can justify, most people killed over land, revenge, highway robberies, the usual. He seemed to have his own motives for killing. There wasn’t any specific pattern to the people he’d taken, all of different ages and backgrounds, it was what he did with them that caused his bounty to be raised multiple times.
Sick contorted amalgamations lined the walls of Asa’s new home, the last one he’d been driven out of after you’d caught wind of what he’d been doing with the bodies, once human figures now twisted into a perverse approximation of insects and wild animals. This should disgust you, make you sick to your stomach and make you throw in the towel on the case, but he’s just so odd but charming. On multiple occasions you’d had him corned, right where you wanted him. You wanted to see him sweat. Every time it ended in you being the one pinned suddenly, lost for breath and hot in the face.
You weren’t sure if you were even in it for the money anymore or if you just needed one last taste of him.
You shouldn’t be surprised it had come to this again, spending weeks tracking him and whatever band of criminals he was taking advantage of this time only to end up backed against a cold brick back alley wall, gun to your head.
“Pleasure to see you again cricket! Are we here for another rendezvous?” Asa chuckles smugly, tapping the muzzle of the gun against your head.
“Very funny, you know why I’m here” you deadpanned, trying not to let the fear coursing through your veins show on your face, you wouldn’t admit the fear was also tainted with excitement.
“I think we both know why your here, you came running back to me like a desperate mutt with their tail between their legs because you hate me, but you can’t stand not being mine, ain’t that right, doll?”
You sputter in shock but quickly try pull a neutral expression back on. “In your fucking dreams, the only place I want scum like you is behind bars so I can get my money and call it a day.” You attempt to say it with a bite but it comes out a little pathetic, voice unsure and wavering, it seems your mind and desires aren’t cooperating.
“So if I tell you to get on your knees and get to work right now, you wouldn’t?”
You scoff and avert your eyes, face reddening in betrayal. You’re supposed to be handing him in and leaving him to rot whilst you count your bounty, but here you are practically drooling over the idea of shoving his cock down your throat.
Asa grips the side of your head and pulls it harshly to meet his gaze, pressing the gun further into your temple for emphasis. “I’m talking to you, slut. Answer me.”
You don’t grace him with an answer, slowly dropping to your knees on the dusty ground of the back alley, there’s no point denying it anymore when your prize is right in front of you. You’ve needed this since the last time you’d watched him walk free.
You unbuckle his belt and zip with a giggle, taking him into your hands and pumping slowly. “Fuck, you don’t know how long I’ve needed this” you bite your lip.
“Can fucking see you’ve been gagging for it, walking around all high and mighty when we both know you’ve been needing to get fucked like the whore you are” Asa replies, cupping your face and guiding it to his crotch. You can almost see something affectionate in the way he’s looking at you, but that’s something you can unpack later.
Asa groans as you work your way down his cock, sinking as far as you can without triggering your gag reflex. Placing his hands on the back of your head, Asa speaks up again. “There we go, all the way down, good fucking toy”
You hum happily around his arousal at the praise, the vibration of it going straight to Asa’s dick. You let him manhandle you around for a while, pushing and pulling back into your throat, loving the way your desperate eyes water. The man above you pops you off his cock and starts to completely remove his trousers. You give him a questioning look.
“Just trust me doll, a mutt like you will enjoy this”
You’re almost in shock as he moves you behind him and spreads his ass cheeks. You watch in surprise that quickly turns into a deep warm feeling in your abdomen. Fuck, this is filthy, it’s depraved, you want it so bad. You dive in without any guidance, flat of your tongue licking fat stripes up his exposed hole. The wounded noise Asa makes only confirms this is definitely worth it.
You work him over, pressing the muscle around the edge and adding more pressure into the centre until your tongue finally slips in. You both moan in unison.
“Fuck that’s it, I knew a pathetic thing like you would be into this, you’re happy just as long as you’re getting used, ain’t that right?” Asa grits out as he pushes his hips back into your mouth.
Honestly you probably didn’t even hear that, too consumed with your task of making the man above you feel good, it felt depraved and dirty in all the right ways.
You vaguely register that Asa has began to tug on his cock whilst you eat him out, the wet noises mixing in a filthy way that makes you squeeze your legs together. you can tell he’s close from the way his hole flutters and tightens around your tongue.
Suddenly Asa grips you by the hair, causing you to wail in pain, and guides you to his front, pushing you bank onto your knees to face his cock.
“This is how this is going to go, I’m gonna jerk my cock over your slutty stupid little face and you’re going to sit there and look pretty whilst I cover it in my cum.”
You moan and nod eagerly, watching the way his precum beads at the tip, greedily wishing it was your mouth getting him off and not his hand.
With a final grunt and curse under his breath Asa finishes, streaks of warm cum splashing against your cheek and your hair. You look and feel used, it’s perfect. He tucks himself back into his pants and trousers and pets your face condescendingly.
“Well ain’t you a pretty picture?, sheriff”
#slashers#slasher x reader#slasher headcanons#asa emory#asa emory x reader#the collection#writing#my writing
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Movie Night with Ken
AO3 / Commissions / Links /
Warnings: fluff, tiny tiny angst, hurt/comfort, feeling excluded, sobbing, not beta read
Summary: Ken planned a special night to watch a horsey movie with you. But when emotions starts bubbling up due to the film, he gets insecure.
a/n: I watched this movie for the first time a few days ago, and I fell in love with this silly. (I'm still practising writing and english is not my first language, so I apologise for mistakes) ((lowkey nervous posting this ))
tags my beloveds: @ken-dom
Moon was shining,
Stars were singing,
All the clouds went sleeping.
It was a quiet evening,
Notley as quiet as Los Angeles can be,
When Ken was busy arranging things,
He thought were important for his doings.
You two were in your home,
That Ken called Dojo Mojo.
You still remembered the time,
Caughting him red handed as he tried,
To hide something from your sight.
“What you got there dear?”
“I-it’s nothing..
It’s stupid really haha..”
— as he moved,
You saw a picture of—
“Horses?
Is that what you tried to hide from me? “
“ … yes.”
“ Oh you silly!
Come,
Tell me about them, everything.”
“ Really?!”
— And with that,
He started telling you all things,
About horse riding and races,
While you let him to put,
That beloved picture on the wall.
Right now as he was organising your Dojo,
He looked at the canvas many times,
As if collecting confidence from its sight.
He checked everything twice,
Because he wanted to make everything perfectly fine.
You were waiting patiently in the kitchen,
Stealing secret looks towards that working man.
After he found everything flawless,
He escorted you in your bedchamber,
The room was casted with a pinkish light,
Burning candles on the bedsides.
“My idea was.. I thought,
That we can watch,
The horse movie together,
Spirit: the Stallion of the Cinnamon!”
“It’s Cimarron”
— You laughed,
As you saw him all so excited.
Standing on tiptoes,
And taking a breath,
You kissed his little face,
That made his cheeks scarlety red.
“So it’s a sleepover?”
“Yes”
— with your reply,
He punched the air,
Jumping up and down in a merry way.
“Sublime!”
The two of you were on the bed,
That Ken insisted to be decorated with pinkness,
Buried under pillow forts and blankets,
Flushed together in sweetness.
There wasn’t a quiet minute,
Because Ken was talking horse facts,
And exhale his delights and surprises.
How you loved to see him that way,
Comfortable and talkative!
You could’ve listen to his silly little things for hours,
So you can see his adorable smile,
Accompanied with giggles,
Which were music in the night.
The movie was progressing,
So as the plot,
And you noticed a silence that covered you both,
As the end credits rolled you turned,
To see what’s wrong.
He sank deeper into the soft covers,
Turning away from you,
“Ken?”
— You called softly his name,
Resulting in him sinking even further away,
Something is wrong,
But what?
So you gently touched,
His carved shoulders.
If it wasn’t for the contract you would never know,
But shivers were running through,
His perfect beach-ready form.
“What’s the matter?
I thought the movie wasn’t that bad!”
“ He got free.. after all the h-hardships,
And ..found l-love!
Someone who ap-ppreciates him—“
A sudden sob cut him short,
Making him turn away even more,
“Ken, there is nothing wrong with crying.”
“You think so?”
“Yes I do”
—With that ,
You pulled him up from the deep Bluness,
Tugging him into a cosy embrace,
Filling his chest with warmness.
Silly silly Ken thought,
That showing “weakness”,
Would resort,
You realising he isn’t Kenough,
That he is a pathetic, unworthy doll,
And would be yet again left alone,
In the footsteps of yours.
Of course,
You would never leave this cutie pie behind,
You only want to see him shine.
With your arms around his hot body,
And the praises from your lips,
He finally started to relax and let,
His emotions to wash over his head,
With teary puppy eyes,
He started to tell headcanons of his mind.
With your blooming love,
You two were a peaceful island among,
The noisy streets and haste,
Where only the night sky,
Could hear Ken’s movie ideas.
He just talked and talked until he felt,
The magical visit of dreamland.
Sleep came and hid you both,
Under that horsy picture,
Which watched over you two.
#ken x reader#ryan gosling ken#barbie 2023#ken x you#ken x y/n#barbie ken#ryan gosling!ken#ken fic#ken fluff#poetry#poem#poems on tumblr#ao3#ken#ken barbie#fluff
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You don’t know how long i’ve been waiting for you to say that (i do—and it’s been about 20 months lmao)
Continuation of ia67? Please? 🥺
166.
do you know how far I had to scroll for this @captainjamba??? Rest of the series linked here for convenience
The Katolis Symphonic Orchestra has a Christmas concert every year. Usually it's all the classic stuff: arrangements of Silent Night, and Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas that are easily recognisable and never fail, and it's, y'know, fun and all but the classics are getting a bit too classic, even for Callum. Opeli is a bit like that as a conductor: straight laced and maybe a bit too serious, which is why this year's set list is such a shock when it's sent out to him that afternoon.
It's Wednesday, and Barius' cafe is packed given it's the awkward time of two PM. It's been, what, almost two years since that Valentine's Day he came here with Rayla after rehearsal, and busy rehearsal schedules aside, it's been a pretty good two years. Rayla disappears in the early mornings for rehearsals at the studio, and Callum isn't home until nine on some nights because so many of his own rehearsals are after work (the KSO is great, but it doesn't quite manage all the bills), but they've made it work, and Callum would rather work around the weird hours than not be with her at all.
This life suits them. He hopes it will for a while yet.
The bell at the cafe door rings, and Callum looks up and grins when he spots Rayla in the doorway brushing snow off her coat. He stands as she edges her way through the crowd towards him. "Hey," he greets brightly, leaning over the table for a kiss. "How was your day?"
Rayla grimaces. "Eh."
"That bad?"
She pauses. The way her brow furrows over her eyes says it all.
Callum frowns. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I—" Rayla presses her lips together and takes a breath. "If I had to move, would you move with me?"
There's a pause. A long pause. Callum studies her over the menu on the fake-marble tabletop. "Would you want me to move with you?"
"I—" Rayla sighs and fiddles with a napkin. "I couldn't ask you to," she says quietly. "Things are going so well with the KSO, and you're sharing first chair with Claudia now, and things are good here, so I wouldn't—couldn't ask you to leave all of that behind for me, but..." She blinks like she wants to cry. "The director of Spire Ballet called me today. They've got an opening for a principal, and they want—they want me to come and audition."
"What?" Callum's lips twitch upwards. "Rayla that's amazing!"
"But I'd have to leave—"
"And I'd go with you," says Callum firmly. "No question about it. No doubt in my mind. I'd go with you if you wanted it."
"But—the KSO," says Rayla. "All your friends and family, your brother, how could I ask you to—"
"You aren't asking me," says Callum. "They don't need me. They've got Claudia. And you—" He reaches for her hands across the table and presses her knuckles against his lips. "I'd be a shit violinist without my muse."
That draws a laugh out of her, and Callum grins, pleased he managed it. "Callum..."
"I'd go with you," he says again. "Always. Wherever you went—as long as you want me along."
Another pause. Rayla blinks and lets herself smile a little more genuinely. "Really?"
"Really."
Rayla swallows and grips his hand tighter. "It's just an audition for now. I just..."
"You don't have to explain," he says. "I can see how much you want this. You deserve it. And if we have to move, we will. Okay?"
"Okay." Rayla grins at him at last, the first hints of excitement lighting her eyes. Callum's heart warms at the sight of it, which only strengthens his resolve. "Sorry," she adds. "I didn't mean to ambush you like that. It's... a bit of a shake-up, y'know?"
"Oh I know," chuckles Callum. "KSO's getting one too. Look at our setlist." He slides his phone over to her to let her see, and Rayla barks out a laugh.
"Sleigh Ride?" She squawks. "The ridiculous one with the horsey-trumpet at the end? That Sleigh Ride? That's not Opeli's style, what's gotten into her?"
"I dunno," says Callum with a laugh. "Maybe it's just a good time for change."
Rayla grins and slides his phone back. "Maybe so."
#in anticipation#fess up jamba what do you play and how long have you played it#sbc#rayllum#if you look closely im in the video of sleigh ride that's linked
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Um, I love your Disney Princess AU, can you please write more?
Hii HitGirl!! Sorry I took so long. Thank you for this ask, I'm so truly happy you enjoy it so much! Please don't be hesitant to prompt me for this verse, I'm all too excited to write it- and I truly appreciate that people love it as well <3
I took a bit of extra time because I wanted to get all of Alex's cats right! so I went searching lol Also this is unedited so hopefully it doesn't suck
Part 1 | Part 4
Part 5
Getting to Alex's wasn't as difficult as Max worried it would have been. Considering all that has happened so far, Max thought Daniel would have had issues getting into a car. but it turns out the main problem ended up being getting Daniel out of the car.
He loved to drive and he loved to race. Max had to promise to let Daniel drive at some point in the future.
Pinky swears because those were unbreakable. Daniel's face had taken on a seriousness that Max found out of place. He agreed easily because he hadn't been lying and it was such an easy thing that made Daniel happy.
Lando had tried to prepare Alex, he really did. But there was nothing that could get you ready for seeing literal magic in real life– if you'd never experienced it before. Alex knew about magic, it was a cultural thing, but he'd never encountered it in exactly the way Lando tried to explain.
Daniel was in heaven. That's what Alex's house was! Alex was fun, he was tall and his smile was bright but then the noise had overwhelmed Daniel for a little. So many curious voices! And he was so excited to meet everyone.
Very soon he was in the middle of a kitty pile; there was Horsey but he also answers to Stan, Duckie, MooMoo, Sasha, Frooky, Goosey, Lookie, Gucci— there was no way Daniel was going to remember everyone. He apologized so many time already and Tino said it was fine. They were all just happy to talk to someone new and Daniel was so so happy to meet everyone.
He was overwhelmed in the best way and his grin told everyone just how ecstatic he was. Max could only stare at Daniel, while Lando and Charles tried to fill Alex in on what they knew. There wasn’t that much information other than what was happening in front of them.
Alex’s girlfriend Lily came home with boxes of pizza and Daniel swayed happily in his purring pile. She placed the boxes in the kitchen counter and bounded happily over to Daniel. Alex had been texting her updates and she wanted so much to meet Daniel.
“Hi! I’m Lily, its so nice to meet you!”
Daniel beamed at her, entranced by the glitter that sparkled over her eyes. It shimmered green in one direction and purple in another. Lily was beautiful and Daniel sang as much, he reached out for her face and the rose on the back of his hand bloomed more petals than it had before.
The pile of cats vibrated with purrs that would probably register as a seismic event if Jimmy and Sassy were there as well. Tino and Otto started their own awhoos and then it was chaos because Alex joined in, awhooing with the dogs. Lando followed suit because he loved all forms of chaos.
Max and Charles were left watching the madness from the kitchen, because even Lily fell to Daniel’s charms– giggling and blushing at the magic around her.
It took a little while for everything to die down, and reach a baseline level once more. Pizza was shared and Daniel positively vibrated out of his skin. He hummed the entire time that he wasn’t chewing or swallowing– though he did try hard.
“Lily…” Daniel asked when the boys started playing FIFA, it was interesting but he was way more interested in the glitter Lily wore. MooMoo said it was eyeshadow and Daniel believed them because they would know best. Cats never lie. Michelle never wore make up like this, she stuck to neutrals, this would look amazing on her.
“Yes?” She smiled sweetly at him, looking up from petting Horsey.
“How did you get the glitter– on your eyes? It's really pretty.” He asked shyly, biting the side of his finger.
“Oh! I can show you��� come!” The cats shuffled away, letting them get up from the couch unhindered. Lily lead him out of the living room– Max’s eyes following them– to one of the bedrooms, but there was no bed. It had all sorts of sports tools and there was a desk with lights and a large mirror. Lily turned on the lights and started digging through a drawer. With an aha! She showed him three small pots of sparkly powder.
Grasping his left hand, she opened one of the pots and dipped her index finger in, before smearing a bright red shimmery pigment over his rose. Daniel’s eyes widened in surprise and his mouth opened in an O as he shifted his wrist to see how the colour shimmered in the light. The rose bloomed even prettier with the added colour.
“May I?” He asked reverently and she nodded, handing him a pot of bright sapphire blue. She uncapped it for him and he tentatively dipped a finger in, admiring how the whorls of his fingerprint were now shimmery. “So pretty,” he whispered before smearing the colour in the fluttering wings of his cherub. The tattoo smiled at him before shooting an arrow in glee.
“That’s beautiful!” Lily gasped, entranced by the site. Daniel smeared the rest of the pigment on the belly of the cherub who giggled, which made him giggle.
“I can’t wait to show Max!” Daniel smiled in wonder, his big brown eyes watching the play of shimmer as he moved his wrist and forearm. Lily smiled sweetly at him, “you should show him now.”
“But he’s playing–”
“He won’t mind.” She grinned conspiratorially and he grinned in return, nodding once before skipping out of the room, humming a happy tune.
“Max! Max– look! I sparkle!” He sang proudly, kneeling by the bewildered man who sat crosslegged on the floor and pushed his arm in his face. Lando and Charles snickered behind them.
Max looked at Daniel’s fluttering and shimmering tattoos before looking up at his beaming face, “yes, very beautiful Daniel.” He responded softly, his tummy swooped– as if he just took the checkered flag– when Daniel blushed.
Part 6
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Fanfic Crossover Prompt?
I noticed there are way too few Clexa and Supercorp Crossover Fics...
Just hear me out, k?
Supergirl /DCTV has established parallel worlds and plenty (accidental) ways to end up in an alternative world. Time travel is also very much established (kinda sorta in both shows)
The 100 canonically even has aliens (but this would be better!)
Each ship has a "blue-eyed blonde that came from the sky (from a more scientifically advanced world)" and an "ambitious and revolutionary green('ish)-eyed brunette in a powerful position"
...with the blondes being artistically inclined and the brunettes educated strategists
Lena and Lexa may have a secret hand-shake over the whole "love is weakness" mantra (or just cooly blank-faced share a nod of mutual understanding)
Kara's cousin is named Clark and Lena's brother is named Lex (Clexa: "Oh, are they close?" - SC: "...well, they are constantly at each other's throats?")
Nia would be very confusing - especially if she's still alive, bc seeing her may give Lena a mini heart-attack
Jackson may also look vaguely familiar to Kara...
(Charlotte would prolly already be "gone"...)
There is fun to be had with the character dynamics, Lexa and Kara being the heart-eyes ones, Clarke and Lena (whilst just as infatuated) try to play things cool
Lena would have a field day with the night blood (actually, she'd need a fix to survive in the radioactive world of The 100, unless she has a magical solution at hand)
Kara could single-handedly fix the 2nd Praimfaya situation (with some guidance by Lena)
Raven and Lena prolly would hit it off rather well
by the power of fanfic even the age difference between the characters can be either reduced or ignored
or Lena and Kara become sort of mentors / advisors to Heda and Wanheda
Lexa having a sparring session with "Olympics level fencer" Lena
Kara and Clarke ooh'ing and aaah'ing at Earth's nature together
Kara getting roped into beer-pong and owning it even without using her powers, not for her skills but bc she can't get drunk
Clexa may even help a canonically supposedly "best friends" Supercorp to "see the light" (Clexa: "Uhm, guys? That is not really what best friends are for...")
Play with Lena struggling in the forest or prove herself to be actually pretty apt in her survival skills
Lena coming into Polis being all like "I can fix this up. Someone give me some paper. Kara, time to flex those muscles of yours."
Kara "accidentally" sneezing too hard and freeze-breath scaring the daylights out of Titus before baldie can screw things up
Katie Lena in a more medieval leathery get-up!!!!
Kara on a horsey!! (or floating next to the group riding, cooing at the animals)
Both Kara and Lena having experience with "adults" and their schemes and politics messing things up, spot signs early and help Clexa take care of Pike et others...
Eventually (after saving their world) Lena finding the energy signatures below polis of the portal-thingy, figuring the puzzle out in 3.7 seconds and rewiring it to send them back home...
...and so. much. more!
But, really, it can go anyway you'd like:
Fun and light, or more serious and angsty; a whole fix-it for The 100 or set anywhen you want, pre-Kara's identity reveal (s3'ish?) or post-finale (witch!Lena ?); innocent or smut; SC just being the "little helpers" or ultimate heroes; lovey-dovey or tension-filled Clexa; powering down Kara somehow or just letting her be her super-charged self; a short adventure or a novel-sized tale...
Please, dear authors, feel inspired! ö.ö
#supercorp#supergirl#lena luthor#clexa#kara danvers#kara zor-el#fanfics#heda lexa#clarke griffin#fanfiction prompt#crossover#just a thought k?#the 100#gifs not mine
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Day 53: The All-Clucking Cucco, and Koltin
The researchers at Foothill Stable are grateful to be clothed again. Jora says he still can't find his friend Dillie - they lost track of each other round Rebonae Bridge, near Wetland Stable to the south west. From what Jora says, it sounds like Dillie might have fallen in a cave. I'll keep an eye out, but I'm not headed that way for a while - I hope he's got rations.
The korok up the hill by the stable is trying to reach a friend who's basically on the way to Akkala, just up the road. I hitch up Peaches to the stable's cart, load up the korok and set off.
The old monster camp by the Akkala Road is empty - because they're on the bridge now!! Good grief. I charge Peaches through and we race for the stable.
We reach South Akkala Stable just as a storm blows in. I give Addison a hand.
Jana in the stable is preoccupied by a drawing of a beast on the wall. It's supposed to be this mystery beast I've heard about once or twice before. I don't know what to make of it.
Jana also mentions that her little sister Gleema is fascinated with a cucco oracle - whatever that is. What is it with this family and creatures - last time I was here, I think it was Gleema who wanted a bunch of dragonflies.
Dmitri, who runs the stable, wants a picture of the Unity Bell in Tarrey Town. There's a tradition that two people who ring it will be together forever. His four daughters would love it - and I'm headed there.
Kaifa is another of his daughters, caring for the sheep. But she's lost a cucco - not the prophecy one, apparently - and it won't lay eggs unless one of the family is nearby.
Penn is here! He's got no leads, and he wants to try the cucco prophecy to get some - or at least interview the people who come to see it.
Kaifa's cucco is in the well - but I can't figure out how to get her out.
Tenne is taking care of the horses - she wants to go to Tarrey Town one day and order a dream home. But first she wants a partner with kind eyes who knows how to bake - she hopes hanging the Unity Bell picture will help her dating life. Sweet.
After beating Parcy in an ore-smashing contest, I head up the hill to this cucco oracle.
Gleema says horseys, not bugs, is her new interest. She wants to ask the All-Clucking Cucco if she'll be a horse one day, but the line is too long.
Fashionista Falmark says he heard Cece was influenced by someone in Tarrey Town - maybe Hudson's wife? He stopped here to see the oracle, and the cucco told him there was treasure on a remote island in the northeast. He hopes this means clothes, but I think clothes being treasure is specifically a Misko thing. Unless this is a lead to one of Misko's chests? It's such a vague clue.
Lonnie is the only person still in the queue, but she needs more time to think and lets me go first.
The cucco knows my name, and that I'm seeking Zelda, but that's hardly a secret. It says I will face many trials - the first of which is to get to the top of the Stable.
It takes me a second to find a place to ascend, but I do, and reach the top.
The second trial is… bring logs.
And the third is - the Yiga Clan! It's been so long! I'd almost forgotten about them, I can't believe they're still knocking about. I survive the ambush, and agree with Penn's assessment - the All-Clucking Cucco was nothing more than a Yiga scam. I wonder what it was supposed to achieve…
It's pouring down. I think about heading into the stable for the night - but then I turn to check the skyline and see the familiar glow of Kilton's balloon, just past Ulri Mountain Skyview Tower. Except that he gave it to Koltin, didn't he? If that guy's still looking for bubbulfrog gems, I have plenty for him. I run and glide through the rain, ignoring the tower for the moment in case I miss the window and Koltin picks up for the night. I'm not sure what his schedule's like.
He gives me a moblin mask and tells me he can sense nearby bubbulfrogs now he's eaten some of their gems - strange that he still can't seem to catch any of them himself. He gives me three hinox toenails, the mystic robe, eight fire keese eyeballs, a lizalfos mask and five ice-breath lizalfos tails before I run out of gems for him.
I can see Tarrey Town from here. And it looks as though another town has sprung up on the banks of the lake below?
I head back to the tower as dawn approaches. It would be silly to be so close and not to activate it.
#totkdaily#day 53#first yiga sighting!#i'd honestly forgotten about them apart from in the depths#totk#loz#zelda#legend of zelda
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🐴 Horsey Commander 🐴 (A short fic based on this fanart by artist @kaadaart)
Philip came up to his big brother, who was carving flatware at the kitchen table, with a gleam in his eyes and a grin on his lips.
"Oh, Caleb! Let's play a game!" Pip happily declared, clenching both his fists in anticipation.
"A game, huh?" Setting his carving knife down, Caleb looked to his little brother with a smile. "Okay then! I'll go get my hat and--"
"No, no, no, not witch hunters," Philip told him, shaking his head. "A different game!"
...
Outside, both boys were facing the front entrance of the woods as Philip sat on Caleb's shoulders with his sword in hand.
"It's called Horsey Commander!" Philip exclaims in excitement.
"Horsey Commander?" Caleb questioned. "I've never heard of such a game before."
"That's because I made it up!" The younger admits with a bright smile.
"I see," The blonde chuckles. "How do you play?"
"It's easy! You're my horsey, I'm the commander, and you have to do as I say!" Pip explains, directing his wooden sword towards the entrance of the woods.
"Now let's go, horsey! Your commander commands it!" He orders.
"Yes, sir, commander sir!" Caleb responds to his "commander" with a chuckle as he dashes into the woods.
"Incoming rock!" Philip informs, pointing his sword to the small stone on the ground. "Jump over it, horsey!"
Uttering a neigh, Caleb jumps over the stone as he continues to run.
"Yay! Good job, horsey! Now jump over that bug!" Caleb leapt over a tiny black beetle that was crawling on its small legs.
"Ooo, now that worm! Jump over the worm!" Caleb hops over a worm wriggling in the dirt.
Amazed, Philip gives his "horse" a compliment. "Wow, you're a really good at this, horsey!"
As they continue, Caleb stops immediately when he and Philip reach a small cliff.
The other side is rather distant.
"What are you waiting for? Go on, horsey! Jump! Do a super jump!" Philip innocently eggs his brother on.
"Uh..." The teen tries to think up a safer solution. He spots a nearby leaf on the ground. "How about we jump over this leaf instead?" Caleb suggests, stepping over the leaf.
A small smile spreads on Pip's face. "That was fun... NOW GO FIND MORE THINGS TO JUMP OVER!" He eagerly shouts in his cute commander voice.
And thus, Caleb does just that, all while avoiding steep cliffs of course.
...
"Horsey, you look really tired," Philip notes, noticing Caleb's exhausted expression and plodding steps. "Your commander commands you to take us back home so I can get you a glass of water."
Caleb smiles tiredly. "Yes, sir, commander sir," He breaths out, trudging back home.
#the owl house#owl house#toh#emperor belos#belos#philip wittebane#caleb wittebane#writing#my writing
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Who is Jon Kent? And why do you like him? (Is it rude to ask that? I just want to know)
Hi Nonnie! Oh dw it's not rude to ask at all!! Always happy to rant about Jon.
So Jon Kent(full name Jonathan Samuel Kent) is the son of Superman and Lois Lane. He is currently Superman, and shares the title with his dad Clark, and Kong Kenan. He's 17-18 years old and he's my precious blorbo ;_;
Okay reasons I like him:
I relate to his experience of being bisexual and his journey with it:
So Jon's bi, the news articles about a 'queer superman' is what made me read his comics because I was just so happy and intrigued by it. Jon's bisexuality isn't a central focus, he doesn't have any denial about it, or have some moment where it clicks and he has a crisis about it. Jon's very casual about it, he knows he's bi. He's more scared about how people will perceive it rather than have any personal difficulties with it. And that realy resonated with me because when I figured out I was bi/pan/queer something, I didn't panic, I didn't go "oh no no no", I just went "huh, okay" and existed like that. A lot of queer characters are about queer pain, so seeing Jon just be bisexual and that being the least of his worries was nice to see.
He always tries his best to learn and be better:
Jon never assumes that he's got the solutions, or that he's got a sure-fire way of doing things. He's constantly asking people for guidance, letting others explain their POV and later, he gives his viewpoint. He only goes "no fuck you" when he's got all the information required. Like he's so careful, and he learns on his own and from people around him.
- So he's like, a superpowered near god-like being. But his main mentor is Nightwing- a regular human vigilante. He goes to him to learn to contain his powers & be better at investigating.
- His first major storyline is him helping save a country from a dictator, and the movement was first led by his boyfriend, Jay Nakamura. Jon joins later. So he always lets Jay take the lead on it because Jay has told him Superman can't fix everything and he should be about empowering people rather than coming down on people like he knows everything.
- His go-to for advice isn't Clark Kent, the og Superman, but his mom- Lois Lane who's an expert journalist. His closest, most trusted circles are all regular non-powered people who influence the world in their own way.
He's accidentally funny as fuck:
Like he doesn't TRY to make jokes, but he says and does shit that just makes me laugh at him. Eg: He's always talking about how he 'listens to all perspectives and doesn't start fighting unless he's heard all side'. BUT. His one exception, is BATMAN.
And this is because Batman once kind of suggested "hey your boyfriend is shady as fuck I think he's part of a terrorist organization can you check that?" and JON LOSES IT. Ever since then, he's had some petty ass grudge against Batman.
Which is horrible because Batman is practically his uncle and family.
This goes to the point he gives LEX LUTHOR a chance over Batman.
Also, he really, really tries to be all calm and collected and rational but so far I think he's kidnapped a senator, gotten jailed, barged into a foreign president's home, barged into Lex's place and with like minimal evidence went 'Idk wtf you did wrong or why or how- but I know it's you'
He's annoying:
He mastered chess in 8 seconds, he knows all the rules, he's good enough to beat Lex Luthor, considered the smartest man on the planet. But just to piss off Lex, he acts all innocent WHILE BEATING HIM and goes "see? My horsey took your piece". Like said 'horsey' as if he doesn't know tf a Knight is.
Also literally any time he talks about Batman, he says the most sarcastic, dry shit ever. "Anger issues stuffed into a bat suit" is my personal fave.
He's a sweetheart!!!
A kid called him a clown and he just, played along with it. He gave his boyfriend a ring that can make him fly. He heats up his mom's coffee in secret when she's swamped with work and helps his grandma bake pie! In his free time he helps replant forests ;_;
His daddy issues compel me:
Okay so Jon.....to succinctly put- got trapped in an alternate universe where he was basically tortured by an AU version of his dad for about half a decade. When he returned, due to space-time shenanigans, 6 yrs for him was 3 weeks in his original world. His main tormentor wore his dad's face and he missed out on all his childhood. People were waiting for a 10 yr old version of him but he's 17-18 and people have a hard time digesting that.
Jon suppresses the crap out of his issues. He never talks about it. The one time he does, he's extremely vague. He's hurt by his father not giving him the same kind of attention, by his parents so clearly missing the old him, but he never complains about it. Instead, he tries to fit around their expectations which is heartbreaking.
Like reading about it is very fun for me.
He's just really fun to read about idk if my Jon propaganda is working XDXD
#riki asks#jon kent#superman#superboy#jonathan samuel kent#jon el#superman son of kal el#adventures of superman jon kent#aosjk#soke
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If I Believe (Sam x fem reader) Chapter 1
Y/n pov:
They said that soulmates we're real but I don't believe in that stuff I find it silly I mean I never really understood the definition in it to me if was just another word people threw around
*I smiled as I danced to the music coming from the speaker* I was partying with my friends they convinced me to come to some frat party I wasn't exactly a party girl but I was 12 beers in and tonight was pretty peaceful
*walking up to the counter I grabbed another beer and looked around before disappearing outside and I sit down on the steps and smiled as I took a sip of beer and I looked over and saw another guy there he was tall and had brown hair and he had brown eyes* woahh he is handsome "hi sirrr"I slurr my words he looked over at me catching my eyes in his "hi?"He said confused "Do you like believe in soulmates?"I asked "Uh i'm not sure"He said "I find it sooooo funny how everyone is like talking about it like it doesn't make sense like at all like how does that work like does your soulmate just randomly show up and boom your inlove like nooooo"I said ranting about it I heard as he let out a soft chuckle "how many did you have of those?"He asked "just uhhhhh I don't remember"I said with a laugh "Your drunk"He said "Just a little tiny bit"I said with a grin "do you have anyone that is sober?"He asked "Uhhh I lost my friends earlier they are with guys"I said "How about I call you a cab or something so I know you got home safe"He said *I grinned and nodded* "Yes please"I said
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*waking up I groaned as I reach for the pain killers on the side of my table and got up as I walked to the kitchen to fill a cup of water and I took the two pills before drinking the rest of the water* God how much did I drink last night I really need to stop going out
*Throwing on my random sweater and sweatpants and I threw my hair in a messy bun before grabbing my sunglasses and I left my dorm going to class as I got inside I went to the far back and sit down and kept my sunglasses on as I layed my head down*
"Very hanged over I see"A male voice said "you don't know the half of it"I mumbled "You alright?"He asked *I looked up and saw the guy staring at me with his brown eyes* "Uh yeah I am fine"I said with a horsey voice "I am Sam"The guy said "Y/n"I said "Do you want to go to a coffee place after class it cures hangovers"He said "sounds like heaven"I said I heard him laugh "Yeah I guess so"He said
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*After class me and Sam walked to the coffee shop* He was right about the cure of hangover part it was actually heaven
"So what made you want to go into law?"Sam asked "Hm well I guess I just like helping out in every-way I can I have a big heart"I said
*After talking to Sam we walked back to my dorm* "I uh guess this is me"I said "Yeah I guess so I see you later alright?"Sam asked "for sure see you later Sam"I said *I watched as he left and I went into my dorm*
Something about him made me feel like I was safe I just don't know what it was but maybe it's just some stupid thing.
-To be continued-
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//Pokemon AU Rambling Post
//Wow, this post is long.
Obviously, almost every kid wants to be a trainer. It's cool, like being a pro athlete. I think that also applies to most of these kids, too.
Derek, Chelsea, arguably Ron, and Jack would be the only ones to have actual "battle-ready" Pokemon given their age group, even if they wouldn't be anywhere above Lv15 at the very best.
That said, the only one of them I could imagine with a "proper" starter Pokemon is Derek, and that would be Rowlett. Back when TPC were teasing Gen7, I remember seeing Dartrix and immediately thinking of him, to the point I named my own Rowlett in Ultra Moon after him.
Chelsea would have a Ponyta - from Kanto, because Galar is too new-school. Lowkey Lass energy, probably might also have a Fairy-type that may or may not have been retyped yet, or some kind of Pika-clone. Something just to be cute on top of the more composed and competitive horsey.
Ron and Jack are surprisingly difficult to vibe check Pokemon-wise, but they also overlap a bit... Their Pokemon would be less flashy and impressive. I think Ron would have a baby Pokemon that he's super proud of, even if he is on the less brawny side as his friends at the present. Maybe a Pichu or Togepi. His dad worked very hard to get it for him. I am also inexplicably drawn to Wooloo but that may be my sheep bias talking so I will not say anything for certain.
Jack would probably get something extra from his older brother, Jeff, but nothing impressive. I'm drawn to a lot of Unova Pokemon for him, too... To give it some lore, let's say he picked an elemental monkey, and Jeff went, "You know what, I know how to make your team better," and got him something to cover a weakness. Maybe Blitzle if he picked Pansear, or Drillbur if he picked Panpour/Pansage.
He also feels like he'd have a Ralts. Somehow. But also, I feel that's a bit much/brawny for him.
Jeff is probably old enough to have probably caught a cute little Stufful and raised it long enough for it to evolve into Bewear, and it freaks Jack out sometimes with how destructive it can be.
Luke has Youngster energy. He scrounged together enough money to buy a ball and catch his own Patrat or Lillipup or a bug or something. He probably got a little injured in the process but he's fine, that's just how kids are. He also probably has a family dog Pokemon of some sort at home already.
Will would be the kind of kid though to have befriended something wild at a young age, and also have that thing have stupidly high potential. That said, he also has Espurr energy.
Maybe he'd also "share" something with Derek. Something his older brother caught him and is helping him raise until he's old enough. A bird or bug, perhaps. Natu?
Assigning every kid a Pokemon based on their animatronic would be too easy. :P Besides, there aren't any chicken Pokemon besides Torchic...
Though if I had to assign each kid a proper starter in some kind of "Nobody Dies AU", let's sayyy: Derek = Rowlett, Chelsea = Tepig, Ron = Chikorita, Luke = Charmander, Will = Squirtle, Jack = Piplup.
You also get long rambling about the PGs also because they are my favorite employees. As for my night guards, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh sorry.
Porfirio is the kind of guy who doesn't stop until he gets what he wants, so the second he learned what shinies are, he would've thrown away hours of his life to get his hands on the perfect one, even as someone too young to have a Pokemon. So he has a Shiny Gourgeist he calls Dyniusia ("Little Pumpkin") almost as old as he is, and it's Super size for good measure. A tall purple Pokemon that kills people and loves to sing - just like its trainer! It's his prized possession and it totally gets him, so that's why it's the only living thing he treats with any genuine sort of affection and comradery. (I don't wanna make anyone mean to Pokemon, that's going too far.) Maybe he would've been a decent competitive trainer if he wasn't such an awful person...
Alexander, on the other hand, is the kind of guy who doesn't have the constitution to be a sporty trainer, but plenty of non-trainers have domestic Pokemon, and he would be no different! He'd have a Chatot. It always comes back to Chatot. He gets talkative when he's anxious, so having a chatty friend to bounce off of feels appropriate! Plus, my perception of Chatot being an organized managerial type has been heavily influenced by PMD... Unfortunately, it works as an emotional support Pokemon as frequently as it doesn't. He might complain to it about a certain person... and then it'll say those things right back to their face. It makes him die a little inside every time, but what can you do?
There would be a lot of Shuppet hanging around the pizzeria (since they're attracted to "vengeful emotions", such as those a group of murdered spirits would have), which… doesn't help its reputation.
Something something Lavender Town.
Something something Phantump.
I think someone should set a Drampa loose in Porfirio's house. I think only good things could come from that.
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