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nitefise-art · 1 year
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EXCUSE ME
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gloryride · 11 months
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What Does Your Heart Look Like?
Was tagged by @morganlefaye79 to do this Quizz for my babies ♥ Thanks !!
I start with my main ones !
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VANESSA - An open door, a burning hearth
Your chest is wide open, and your heart is a home. Others are welcomed in readily and asked to stay. You are comfort and love, everything you were never given but so desperately want to provide for others. You have built this welcoming hearth with your own two hands and won’t see anyone else left out in the cold. Be careful to not burn yourself out trying to keep everyone else warm.
Vanessa has a golden heart and will do anything for the people she loves. If a friend has a problem, she'll run out in the middle of the night to help. Whether it's beating up ex-boyfriends or wrecking their cars because some choom has rabies, she doesn't hesitate. She took Panam in when she didn't know where to sleep… Given that her family is a mess (father never known, mother dead, bastard siblings), she's built HER own family, with people who have no blood ties but who matter above all else. And she'd do anything for them. That's why Jackie's death devastated her … Because even though she's proud and confident, Vanessa knows that she's nothing without good people who love her. And that she loves with all her heart too!
On the other hand, if she doesn't love you, you can go and die deep inside a dustbin!
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VIRGILE - Iced over, out of the sun
Your heart is very lonely, isn’t it? Is your fortress of ice self-made? Are others afraid of you, or are you afraid of them? Are you afraid of hurting them, or of being hurt? Vulnerability and connection can be frightening, but that’s no reason to shy away from their light, to tuck yourself small into corners, to build up frigid walls to keep yourself from feeling. You will heal when you allow yourself to draw closer to the flames and thaw.
Leaving his clan after his heart attack broke Virgile. He was alive, but alone, in a city he didn't know and working for NetWatch, which he hated. He was by nature a shy but cheerful nomad, and now he's just become quiet and sad. He seems cold and distant, but it's just that he's terrified of opening up. And when he did it with Evelyn, it didn't work. He found himself even more broken, more alone than before. He's a guy who craves affection and someone to be by his side, but he's convinced that he's crap and that no one would want him. After all, Eve didn't want … He'd rather have one one-night stand after another, or a friend/lover relationship with Valentin, than love…
Then Panam appeared. He didn't want to, but he loved her and was loved in return. That ice began to melt … before they broke up. His fault. Again.
Virgile closed himself off even more, and it will take time, until Panam returns, for him to open up a little, and no longer have this terrifying fear of being alone again.
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ISAO - A cage with iron locks
You are an enigma. You take care to remain that way. You aim to keep people guessing; your motives are uncertain even to yourself. What is it you truly want? You’ll never know if you keep your heart locked away like that. You deserve to be known, truly and fully. Stop being afraid of what you might find if you open your heart up to self-reflection. Stop thinking that no one will love you the moment they understand you. You are more than the facade you put on.
Ah Isao … He grew up in a cage, tried to break free, but ended up back inside. He decided to stay locked up, because he knew he had more to lose by being free. But it cost him a lot. He's not a warm or expansive person, but this choice has put him in a prison that he can't get out of, and he keeps his distance from everyone.
After all, he's only loved once, an impossible love that broke him, but where he never had to show anyone anything. Apart from his sister Mieko, nobody really knows Isao.
And now that he has chosen a path of sacrifice, he remains in this sphere, not knowing what to do, just getting up every morning and accepting his destiny. He's just a facade for now…
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OSCAR - A guiding, golden light
Just because you cannot see your own heart doesn’t mean that others can’t. Your heart is blinding, captivating, a fire so bright that others can’t bring themselves to look away. It illuminates the path they follow and cements you as a guiding star for their own wayward hearts. Every experience you’ve lived through has built your lighthouse heart up just a little higher. You are inspirational, a light that doesn’t go out.
Unlike Isao, Oscar is a ray of sunshine His heart is overflowing with love and kindness, and it's hard not to love him or notice him. He's a positive person, who sees the good in life and tries to show it to you.
He doesn't realise these qualities, he's just enjoying his life, but others see it. He has his flaws for being in his own world, but nobody (not even Placide) can deny that he's a lovely boy, always there for you, and that he knows how to have fun, despite living in a war zone like Pacifica.
Some people think he's mad, but he's a happy, innocent, radiant madman.
Tagging (no pressure, and sorry if you already did) : @angynomadsimp @a-pirate @fereldanwench @bnbc @86maylin
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c1tyhaunts · 11 months
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SHIPPING INFO // ANSWER THE FOLLOWING FOR YOUR MUSES SO PEOPLE KNOW HOW SHIPPING WORKS ON YOUR BLOG.
Tagged by: I don’t fucking remember??? But I had this in my draft for a moment so RIP? Tagging: Do it
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WHAT IS YOUR OTP FOR YOUR CHARACTER(S)?
I have my favorite dynamics for my mains, due to most of my OTPs being me self-shipping my girls with whatever vibes. My favorite dynamics are the following:
AVIAN. either himbo/bimbo-energy that always drags her into stupid shit or a stick-in-the-mud who's trying to get her out of shit. bonus points if they are flirtatious and a little bit dangerous for my favorite "bad girl/good girl" combo. bonus, bonus points for that partner being a woman.
TERRAH. i enjoy her calmly bringing morally ambiguous figures to their knees because they are so, so desperately in love with her. because she deserves to be adored for being herself. bonus points if her partner is a bad/evil person to everyone except her
LILAH. therapy. jk. kinda. Lilah would prefer a smooth talker; someone she can battle wits with but can come kiss them when the sun sets. she wants a romantic to sweep her off her feet, one who's willing to love and let go as easily. she demands something temporary, indulgent. I love messy dynamics for her.
ELVIRA. ivy has two sides they enjoy: those who embody sunlight and those who embody moonlight. bonus points if she has them both. Ivy fares better in a polyamory dynamic, having two partners to balance their mercurial personality.
HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?
The majority of my characters are at least 22+ and up, and I refuse to ship anything underage or if the character isn’t at a minimum of 21+. I’m flexible in terms of age gaps up to 10+ years, but I am selective. Will need heavy plotting prior to justify the reasoning. 
HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY ARE CONSIDERED NSFW?
Anything beyond a chaste kiss on the lips that de-evolves to heavy kissing and touching is when I usually start considering things NSFW. If the end goal is to fuck or get freaky, that’s NSFW. And that also depends on the characters as well, as some of them have different definitions of intimacy & sex.
ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?
Yes, I am. I love shipping, so I try not to be too strict with it. If the characters vibe, they vibe. However, given the majority of the characters here are black women, I’m very particular about certain dynamics. These girls, no matter how hard they come off, are soft, gentle, and/or passionate in their dynamics, and I get really, really whiffy if someone comes up to me to make my girls more gruff or animalistic than they really are. I will shut that shit down fast if I even catch a whiff of an odd dynamics that hyper-masculizes my girls.
I am more explicitly strict on Jackson & Jo when it comes to shipping. Jo-hui explicitly because of her sexual trauma and Jackson for the trauma he brings to others. Also given that Jackson’s the only guy on the blog, I gotta be particular on who’s gonna have his heart. 
WHO ARE OTHER CHARACTERS YOU SHIP YOUR CHARACTER WITH?
GOD... if we wanna go by blogs... I p much ship with my friends and anyone who's interested. Special shoutouts go to:
Ramona (@lotuskissed) x Elvira
Silske (@ohshadow) x Terrah
Joaquin (@hesperid) x Lilah
Lillith (@shivasdarknight) x Avian
If y'all want to learn about my character's dirty little canon x oc ships I do on the side... that's level 2 of friendship there.
DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?
I'd heavily prefer it. Again, I'm down if you are, but if I don't feel the dynamic, I don't wanna force it.
ARE YOU SHIP OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?
ALWAYS? I worship my ships like a religion, and if it doesn't seem like it, then let me know and I'll pull more weight!! I love my ships so much and they are so dear to my heart
ARE YOU MULTISHIP?
Yes.
WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?
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I'll tell you about my dirty little Canon x OC ships I enjoy. I only have a handful.
Terrah x Max DeSoto (Outer Worlds) - I just love Old People finding LOVE. They are my default ship for Terrah outside of the universe, I don't care. Come @ me.
Elvira x Ghost x Soap (CoD) - this was actually a bad joke that I had with @shivasdarknight that ended up being serious.
Lilah x An RE Protagonist (Resident Evil) - ... if you guess which one, I'll have to take you out back.
FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU?
Literally just jump into my inbox it's really that easy.
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danwhobrowses · 2 years
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AEW All Out 2022 - Quickfire Review
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Completing our trilogy of wrestling is AEW's Chicago PPV. After much deliberation on the card we have 15 matches to get through, more than Clash and World's Collide combined
but what matters is the finished product, so let's see how AEW's turn fared
Spoilers for the PPV
Zero Hour
Starting with the Mixed Tag champions heating it up before Ortiz and Ruby jumped them with a cart, Sammy pushed Tay out of the way
Ortiz is sporting like an Aja Kong level facepaint
Anna tries to interfere but Ruby counters it this time, but she does catch the leg to stumble Ruby into a Tay-KO, nice and inoffensive match, tad unnecessary but that start was pretty hot
I will say though, Ruby NEEDS a partner, put this solely as a women's feud against TayJay: Mercedes Martinez is my top choice, put the ROH women's title into the mix and then finish the feud with Ruby and Mercedes winning a street fight
Cool Hand Angelo with the nice jacket
This was a nice little new experience for HOOK really, normally his opponents have been 1v1, but with Daddy Magic running interference it showed how he needed to handle the disadvantage
Parker held out longer than most too, both were clean moving
Redrum after getting out of Parker's Brainbuster, Menard attacks after but Action Bronson - who sings HOOK's entrance them - makes the save
The Bombastic Box Man enters with a couple of other box men, and he got a nice pop for a guy who's sat in the crowd for much of a year
BBM got a nice showcase to remind the fans of his athleticism and ring psychology, he had the crowd in his hand for much of the match, even responding to a heckler 'yeah but I'm over it'
There is narrative with PAC though, he feels unchallenged but that gave Kip a lot of openings, which only annoys the BASTARD more
No Tony, that's not the Coup de Grace XD After raining stomps on Kip, PAC finishes Kip with a Black Arrow
Tony comes to potentially interview PAC but out comes Orange Cassidy. PAC however tells him 'No', hilariously, while Kip argues with his box head
Ohf Eddie, can you just promo poetry to us?
Ishiii and Eddie deserved more of an ovation, I thought this was Chicago?
There we go Chicago
You'd think after GUNTHER vs Sheamus I'd have had enough of chops but NOPE YOU'D BE WRONG!
This is just two hard-arsed men slapping the spit outta each other
A very close nearfall from an Uraken, but then after Ishii headbutts Eddie awake, Uraken and Fisherman's Bomb finishes it for a good match
Eddie shows his respects to a reluctant Ishii to end the Zero Hour, commentary further hinting a rubber match
Four good matches, my whistle whetted, what's to complain?
Main Card
We start big with the Casino Ladder Match
YUTA and Fénix are our first guys
Wasting no time in using the ladders, but RUSH comes out next
RUSH whips Fénix with camera wire as Andrade comes out
LFI work together but they're too modest with each other
Yoots gets sunset bombed into a ladder just in time for Claudio to come in
Bit of a messy spot with Andrade, and then when Dante comes in the ladder falls on him XD sometimes the furniture doesn't play ball
Dante gets a few near escape spots while throwing Claudio out of the ring
Penta comes in like a house on fire though, including killing Andrade with a Ladder Destroyer, Fénix also kills RUSH with a table splash
Unknown assailants attack Dante, and one climbs to the top
It's Stoke's Blokes!
They give the chip to a masked leader, but he won't unmask to reveal himself
Okay, that finish was weird, but we were all asking for Stoke's Blokes to do something. And now we have a mystery and they got it out of the way, in the vacuum it's not great but we'll have to see how it plays out
I thought the joker would be MJF but we'll have to see
The purple bandannas are back
Kenny still delving out that Ospreay Shade, no tape on Kenneth this time
Callis trying to give the mind games on commentary
DO showing their talent, but when Hangman reins them in Matt tags in Kenny
Hear that noise
Kenny's presence has awoken Hangman's intensity
'You can't do that!' hilariously said as Hangman escapes the You Can't Escape
Silver's hot tag is stopped temporarily by a superkick
Spin Doctor and Dark Order Combination have only gotten them two
Pendulum Bomb intercepted at 2
I don't wanna hear ANOTHER WORD saying that Silver and Reynolds are not great tag wrestlers, they have hung with the Bucks
Kenny at 100% though, there's a reason he's called the Best Bout Machine
Buckshot from Page, he tries another but Matt holds him back, Kenny ducks and Nick hits the Buckshot, BTE Trigger, saved by Reynolds!
Oh that almost got me, Silver rolled Omega for 2.98
And the tragic end though, Kenny ducks the Buckshot and Silver eats all of it, giving the Elite the win
I'm not mad about it, it was an excellent match, and the narrative serves amazingly that Hangman ended up the Dark Order's downfall, but I REALLY wanted Dark Order to win there
TBS title next and Athena's got new wings
Jade goes She Hulk for her attire
Athena hits the O-Face early but the baddies break it up, Kiera throws Leila under the bus
Both kipping back up after big moves
That went too short I'm afraid, still a good match but after Jade hit the big boot it was over from a single Jaded
Before everyone goes on a tirade though, it's worth reminding that the TBS title plans had gone off course since Kris' injury, the interferences also imply Athena might get a rematch, but again, in the vacuum it wasn't great that it was short
Sonjay tried to get heat with the shirt, but Dax brought his aforementioned 8 year old
You doubt Wardlow isn't still over with that noise?
It's key that Lethal and MCMG need to triple team each individual to maintain advantage
Powerbomb Symphony gets the win
Lethal's squad tries to corner FTR and Wardlow but here returns Samoa Joe
And some nice popping with Dax's daughter pinning Dutt
It was nice stuff, against the TBS title I probably would've just put this on the next Dynamite so the TBS title had more time
Ricky and Hobbs wasting no time going at it
But it never quite gets out of second gear, which is a shame, Hobbs dominates much of the match and when Starks heats up he runs into a Spinebuster
Acclaimed Rap was alright, Trump documents didn't quite land with the crowd
Oh Bowens literally ran from Keith Lee there
Oh? Keith Lee forgoing the handshake? Guess they sense that the Acclaimed has the fans's side
Can't tell if Bowens' knee is a work or shoot, Swerve and Lee got to work on it but Bowens is staggering so maybe it's a bit of both?
Swerve Stomp for just 2!
Caster Lifted Lee!
Mic Drop broken up at 2.9!
Bowens couldn't hold off for long and the House Call has the champs retain
Lee tried to show the scissor for respect but the crowd weren't having it, bit stubborn of Chicago I think
This was a good match, it felt like it had to alter on the fly given how over the Acclaimed are
Tony gets a lot of heat for the women but Chicago are not exactly giving the women their dues reaction wise either, literally so quiet. The Casino Ladder match had as much build and wasn't this quiet so don't give me any shit that it's all on Tony
Hayter got a point mocking the ref as the duo take out Shida on the ramp with a curb stomp
They're trying to drag her out but Shida will come back
And she's back with two kendo sticks!
CHICAGO FOR THE LOVE OF CHRIST MAKE SOME NOISE
Baker screws Hayter out of the win by pulling the ref!
Then almost tries to pin Hayter after Toni spiked her!
Toni hits the DDTs on Baker and Hayter to win
This match was good, but the crowd was so lifeless towards it and I hate that, Toni winning makes sense because she was gonna beat Rosa on this match, but I had hoped for Hayter
That being said Hayter being betrayed can lead to something, y'know, Storyline!
JB's mother gives Christian a slap
JB comes out but Luchasaurus chokeslams him on the grates, then on table right in front of his family
This is good heat though, JB still tries to fight and kicks out of the Spear but not the Killswitch.
Heel Luchasaurus is the way to go as well, new music and look couldn't be put to waste
Papa Regal back on Commentary
Who is Elliott Taylor? Kinda a change of tone there
Garcia watching from back as well
This is good from a technique standpoint but it is slow for me
Cattle Mutilation to BCC Elbows
Low Blow and Judas Effect gets Jericho the win, but as JAS celebrate, Garcia looks on disappointed that Jericho had to cheat to win
HoB with the cool entrance as expected
Miro going for the House even before Sting and Darby had their entrances
Sting is cured of his affliction, though there might be a little twinge of poison left
Yeah just let Miro fight them all
Darby has to blind tag to get in the match because Miro won't tag his enemies
No pop for Miro tag? The fuck are you on Chicago?
Least you're piping up for Sting
Death Drop and Coffin Drop is broken up by Buddy
Buddy causing Miro to crash by hitting him with the bat
STING MIST, Last Supper gives the win
Another good match Chicago ruined by silence, but I think the House needed the win
But don't get it twisted, Malakai ain't leaving AEW, he's just taking time off
Garcia is told he's on his own for the PURE title match
Death Triangle vs Best Friends too
Mox is being prime asshole here
Punk didn't buckle this time though, a flurry into a GTS is only a nearfall
And now into the Chicago crowd
Now Punk bleeds instead of Mox
Welp, Mox is sleeping on the couch tonight, Renee don't like the blood licking
Mox focusing on the leg though as Punk stays reluctant
But Punk damages Mox's shoulder for an Anaconda Vice
Mox catches the GTS for a Death Rider but it's only 2
A second GTS lands but Mox falls on him, so he hits the third for the win
It's the right call, Mox deserved to be the first 2-time champ which is why we did the Cleveland incident
Lights go out and Masked Joker is indeed The Devil Himself, Maxwell Jacob Friedman
So in my book, as dullard as the finish to the opener was, the outcome is validated
Conclusion
It was a good show, but like the others, this should have been better.
Tony is hopefully to learn a valuable lesson that he has put too many matches on the main card, some matches were owed more time, and other matches could've been put onto Dynamite and Rampage. Some things are calculated risks that may pay off down the line but there has to be a balance between payoff on the night and payoff on the future. Chicago though were for many matches obnoxiously quiet and reluctant, and no matter how much the wrestlers tried to draw energy, they didn't play ball. Some wrestlers are now desperately in need of a win though; Ruby, HoB, Jamie, it wasn't a good night for BCC either since they all lost, Yoots can bounce back against Garcia (because I kinda want Moriarty to win it off him) .
There are positives at play, and the Trios match is probably the one I enjoyed most out of all three shows, we got some solid storytelling as a result of some match outcomes, the All Atlantic Title is levelling up, the Trios Tournament finished strong, and dangling threads for turns.
Also the media scrum to me feels like a work, you'd think Tony would just sit there as Punk shot on everyone else? And then rumors that Punk fought with the Bucks? Doubtful, unless you see some suspensions I'd say this is just a play to resuscitate kayfabe - just like the MJF stuff. But frankly I'm tired of that, I just want to watch my wrestling.
Overall, All Out matches Clash at the Castle, while Clash was too safe and ended dully by backing out on hitting the iron, All Out was bloated and didn't give all the potential great matches the time they deserved, but there were good matches and wrestling in all three PPV shows.
Match Results (and Predictions)
Zero Hour: Sammy Guevara & Tay Melo (c) def. Ortiz & Ruby Soho (Pinfall on Ruby by Tay via Tay-KO) HOOK (c) def. 'Cool Hand' Angelo Parker [w/'Daddy Magic' Matt Menard] (Submission via Redrum) PAC (c) def. Kip Sabian (Pinfall via Black Arrow) Eddie Kingston def. Tomohiro Ishii (Pinfall via Fisherman's Bomb)
Main Card: MJF [masked w/Stokely Hathaway et al] wins the Casino Ladder Match vs Wheeler YUTA, Rey Fénix [w/Alex Abrahantes], RUSH [w/José the Assistant], Claudio Castagnoli, Dante Martin & Penta El 0M The Elite [w/Brandon Cutler & MT Nakazawa] def 'Hangman' Adam Page & Dark Order (Pinfall on Silver by Omega via friendly fire Buckshot Lariat) - INAUGURAL TRIOS CHAMPIONS Jade Cargill (c) [w/ The Baddies] def. Athena (Pinfall via Jaded) FTR & Wardlow def. Jay Lethal & Motor City Machine Guns (Pinfall on Lethal by Wardlow via Powerbomb Symphony) Powerhouse Hobbs def. Ricky Starks (Pinfall via Spinebuster) Swerve in our Glory (c) def. The Acclaimed [w/Billy Gunn] (Pinfall by Swerve on Bowens via House Call) Toni Storm def. Britt Baker, Jamie Hayter and Dr. Britt Baker DMD [w/ Reba] (Pinfall on Hayter via DDT) - INTERIM WOMEN'S CHAMPION! Christian Cage def. 'Jungle Boy' Jack Perry (Pinfall via Killswitch) 'Lionheart' Chris Jericho def. Bryan Danielson (Pinfall via Judas Effect) Miro, Sting & Darby Allin def. House of Black (Pinfall on Black by Darby via Last Supper) CM Punk def Jon Moxley (c) (Pinfall via GTS) - TITLE CHANGE!
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honeykuwu · 1 year
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I posted 6,901 times in 2022
That's 2,462 more posts than 2021!
11 posts created (0%)
6,890 posts reblogged (100%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
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I tagged 448 of my posts in 2022
#ml spoilers - 111 posts
#fnaf security breach - 64 posts
#fnaf gregory - 46 posts
#security breach - 43 posts
#glamrock freddy - 40 posts
#ml s5 spoilers - 33 posts
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#marichat - 30 posts
#ml season 5 spoilers - 23 posts
#mlb spoilers - 18 posts
Longest Tag: 139 characters
#i could go on and on about how this is can be used in order to isolate people and create even more difficulty in maintaining a living space
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
So I've been watching refill/restock videos, as one does, and I keep wondering... do these bitches not have any actual food? Like thry have some mezeluri and a crap tone of juices and cheese and sweets and maybe some vegetables and fruit... but like no actual food? Like, idk if I'm speaking for all romanian peeps, but you usually have o oala de ciorba sau de supa si alta with some leftover food, like do these people just know exactly how much to cook? Are they buying all their food premade? I am so confused, yet so intrigued...
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#4
Man, a few years ago I saw this cool post that explained how vampires would most likely function if they existed based on like actual blood consuming bats anatomy and it was really cool and had drawn examples of stuff and I loved it, but I can't find it, so like if anyone knows what I'm talking about could you please send it to me? I would really appreciate it, I loved that post, with the bladey teeth and all
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Ok, am I going insane, or did they change this??
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#2
Yk, if they're switching the dynamics now for adrinette, does that mean we get pinning Adrien for the future season, cause please!!! We deserve to see mushy Adrien for three seasons, I feel like thay would balance things more. A dream..
26 notes - Posted July 5, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
Ok, so I absolutely love Security Breach, but I wanted to make a lost of things I feel would have made the game more enjoyable for me. It's just personal preference, it's ok if you guys don't agree. So here we go:
♡ more Freddy interactions. I really hate that he doesn't talk unless it's an event. Give him idle lines when he moves, both near Greg or with Greg inside. Make him send Greg random messages during the night, basically sell to us that they have a bond, build it throughout the night. I just fee like we would all have benefited from more papa beat and feral boy interactions.
♡ Make the hours advance slower and more equal? Idk man if I'm wrong, but I felt like the game progressed a little too fast and random? I just think it would help to get a bit more time
♡ More Vanny, the amount of times we see her is ridiculous...she was supposed to be the main villain, but I never got a real sense of danger from her. Add more chases from her. Make her randomly taunt Greg. Make her sometimes speak through the animatronics. Give us small scene where we see her interact with them. Idk, just add her more.
♡ Add more story elements: I personally feel like the story is held together with tape and that it was not the focus of the game, which imo left a lot of unanswered questions, like why do the animatronics keep getting more beat-up throughout the night, what is the deal with Vanessa, what is the deal with Greg, why is only Freddy not corrupted an so on. I feel there should have been more story elements added throughout, like small cut-scenes or lines of dialogue
♡ Allows us to actually race for a bit with Roxy, I found it kinda sad that it was only a cut-scene
♡ It would have been cool if we could also save the rest of the animatronics, not just decommission them and thus make them allies. I haven't really thought how, if I come up with an idea I will add, but I feel that is should be a more difficult mission than to decommission them, since it basically transforms and enemy into an ally. And taking from the Freddy part, give them some lines as well, I just think it would be sweet. Also with this addition, you create extra endings depending on who you saved.
♡ Remake the Afton final boss, I may be the only one, but I feel that this one was really underwhelming, I think it should have been longer and required Freddy a lot more, needed a bit more action. Taking from the points above, I feel like it would have been cool if you only had Freddy to be a harder boss and more bearable if you had everyone, or just get progressively easier the more you added to your roster. I also feel like the true ending should be with all of them. Also tell us what happened to Vanny. I feel like none of the endings actually touch all the issues in the pizza plex and while I get the idea behind it, I still feel there should have been one that figures out everything.
♡ I feel like there should be an extra panel named Extras :)) where you can see all things collected throughout your runs, so you don't run into the issue of losing everything just cause you got it after six
♡ this one is really not that important, but I think it would have been cool if there was a chance to do sth so that you can restore the ability to save during the after six am part, not really necessary, just and idea
♡ also more Vanessa, she also barely appeared snd didn't feel like an actual threat.
That's all I can think of for now. If I come up with any other ideas, I'll add them to the list
Thank y'all for taking the time to read this whole thing. Have an awesome night!
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Dean Winchester: Celebrate
Pride Collection 2021: June 30th
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1Pairing: Dean x Sister!Reader, Sam x Sister!Reader
Pov: Dean
Warning: None; fluff; a little cursing; flashback; Y/N/N is used
Summary: Dean goes all the way out when pride month comes along. (Pansexual)
Word Count: 1.1k
A/n- Pansexual @firefly-graphics for dividers. This is the last addition to the Pride Collection for 2021!
Main Master List
Dean Master List
Pride Collection 2021 Master List
Dean Winchester Tag List: @akshi8278 @deanswaywardgirl @fofisstilinski @doctorlilo @wonderfulworldofwinchester @hit-meup69
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I'll always go all out for my sister. She's my blood. She deserves the best. No matter what I think or what anyone else thinks, because if they've got something to say about my sister. They won't be alive for long to say it.
My little sister came to years ago when she in school. I had told her that she could always come to me for advice. I remember it so vividly as if it were yesterday.
Teenage Y/n knocks on my door at night. Her small stature coming into view in my doorway. I'm sitting at my desk, telling her to come in. She walks in her shoulders slumped, and she bounces into my bed.
"Hey, kiddo. You okay?" I asked her, she shrugs her shoulders. I remember being this age, the age where you've got no idea what the hell is going on around you. You don't even know what you want to be, or who you even are. The questionable feeling that sits at the bottom of your stomach.
"I don't know De?" Y/n says, her voice still small, sort of squeaky. She responded to my question with a question of her own, something she's learned from our mother.
I set my book down and turned in my desk chair facing my little sister now. A quiet sign for her to continue, or at least try to continue her thought. She's staring at my red flanneled comforter, I can see her eye dancing from line to line.
She's so lost in her thoughts that she doesn't look up until I've moved and sat on the bed next to her. She and I have always had the strongest relationship, my brother and I falling into a weird category of hating, but loving each other.
Sam and Y/n did have a great relationship, according to Y/n. The two of them are only two years apart, so they have got something Y/n and I just won't have. But regardless, I ask another question trying my hardest to figure out what exactly is running through her mind.
"Did something happen today? At school?" I question her. I wonder she's only a freshman, but damn does she thrive in the school setting. But this new setting this new environment might be harder for her to get normalized to, so I wonder.
She hums, but she's shrugging her shoulders again, it's another form of her answering me with a question. Her eyes looked puffy when she walked in, but now that I am shoulder to shoulder with her my original thought is solidified.
"Y/n? I need you to actually answer me, please." I say again, she looks my way for the first time since she's walked in. Her cheeks are rosy, her lips are a little blistered and red. Looks like she's been chewing on them again.
"De," She says quietly, she sounds like she's seconds away from falling into tears. She swallows hard, I can hear it. "De, something did happen at school today." She says, her voice is staying somewhat strong.
I nod for her to continue, but it seems likes she's stuck, the phrase 'Cats got your tongue comes to mind, Y/n breathe deeply before starting up again. "There was this group project we had to do today." She says, she fidgeting now her fingers playing at the hem of an old sweatshirt I gave her.
I place my hand over hers, stopping the fidgeting, and give her what iI think she needs which is comfort. There's silence for the first few seconds before she continues.
"We did fine on the project, so there's no worry there. Actually, we aced it." Y/n is starting to show signs of being like me which I wouldn't mind, but the humor to cover up her true feelings isn't something I want her to take from me.
But nonetheless, she starts talking again. "De, have you ever... Did you ever in high school fall in love?" She asks. It sounds more likes she's trying to understand rather than actually know, but I'll tell her.
"I did Y/n/n, they were so fascinating, in the way they were perfect to me. Falling in love is false my dear, we fall hard, I think. Just be careful I fell hard and got crushed." I say my thoughts turning to my high school years, my many partners never erased the feeling I felt for that one person.
Y/n eyes go wide, maybe not the best thing to say to a fourteen-year-old. But I've always spoken frankly with her, no need to beat around the bush. Make her believe in things that in life will be torn apart.
"De? I don't think I love them, but I'm going to be straight with you. I just find them so desirable. Is that weird?" Y/n asks another question that I don't know how to answer. She reminds me of myself, the questions that she asks, the answers she so much desperately needs. To feel whole, to feel human, but mostly fell normal.
Eight years later, my little sister isn't so little anymore. A high school graduate, in her junior year of college. She still comes to me for advice, we figure out years later after she came to me, that both of was part of a group. A large group of people who aren't like our parents, who love each other.
It was something that I had guessed years ago but didn't want to scare Y/n with a whole load of new information. I didn't want to put a strange and new title on her, I wanted her to feel safe in her own skin.
Eighter years later Y/n still comes over for dinner and the holidays. She brings her partner and the bright smile on her face only makes me happier that's she's here.
June rolls over, pride comes into full view. Eight years later and now we get to celebrate in the group. Y/n comes over for dinner her and I talk about whether or not she wants to go to the pride parade.
She's grown up to be such a wonderful woman. I'd like to think that was because of me, but I'll give some credit to our parents. when we go to the pride parade, I go full out, dressed in rainbows, my hair spiked and sprayed with the hair spray. Y/n is dressed in those knee socks that have rainbows on them, she looks sp happy, and so does her partner.
It's nice to see her finally feel like she's human. She comes to me for advice when she decides that she wants to move in with her partner. when it comes to my sibling, but more my little sister the unconditional love I have for her. My little sister, and little brother I adore.
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Completed: 06/30/2021
Posted on: 07/01/2021
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JOHNNY ‘COCO’ CRUZ x READER ⨟ PROMPT + SONGFIC
Aurora comments: I was in a mental breakdown with Coco, since a month ago. I just wanna say thanks to @chibsytelford and @satchie666 for helping me with some tips to bring back my inspo with him. Honestly, I think this is one of my favorites writings, a fucking masterpiece. I have mixed three requests and added one of my favorites spanish songs (I translated it under every part of the lyrics). I just hope you enjoy it as I enjoyed writing it.
Anon #1 asked: may i request 19 and 29 with coco?
Anon #2 asked: 37 and 39, angst, coco cruz
@hoooli13 asked: Hi I love your writing! Could you write 19. “You’re the only good thing I have”. With coco?
Song: ‘Orgullo’, Justin Quiles ft Káren Méndez.
Prompts:
19. “You’re the only good thing I have”.
29. “I don’t deserve you”.
37. “Stop ignoring me, please…”
39.“We need to talk”.
Word Count: 2k (including the lyrics and the translation)
Author comments: The paragraphs in italic mean that it’s a past situation. This work wasn't re-edited, so I'm sorry if you find grammar mistakes! I hope you all enjoy. Gif isn't mine, credits to the author.
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Él me dice que le llame, que no duerme temprano. Si no textea, no texteo y si no llama, no llamo. Pero él es igual…
(He tells me to call him, that he doesn't sleep early. If he doesn't text me, I don't text him and if he doesn't call me, I don't call him. But he does the same…)
It’s been almost two weeks since that night when, apparently, you fucked up whatever you and Coco had. Comings and goings of furtive kisses and improvised sex. You were catching feelings, he was catching feelings too. It’s the thirteenth night that you are sitting on the sofa, waiting for a call or a text, waiting even for an email. You know he is on line, you can see him writing you with those three grey points flashing in your screen. But the text never comes. 
“Stop ignoring me, please…”
You would like him to write you, but he doesn’t do, so you either. Pride is stronger than you want to admit. The phone flies off from your hand with an angry move, crashing against the wall and breaking into pieces. And you don’t even care, because he won’t budge.
Estamos envueltos en un juego, donde somos prisioneros del sentimiento que llevamos por dentro. Me siento incontento, y yo sé…
(We're wrapped in a game, where we're prisoners of a feeling we carry inside us. I feel unhappy, and I know…) 
“(Y/N), Templo, now. We need to talk”. Bishop just says, as soon as you cross the main door of the clubhouse.
Everybody is staring at you, confused by the way he has talked to you. So serious, so dry. For a second, just for a second, you look at Coco. Maybe you’re ignoring each other, but he’s worried too. Licking your lower lip, you leave your bag over the empty table, before continuing your steps to the meeting room. Closing the glass colorful door, you find the man sitting on his chair having a smoke of his cigar.
“Sit”.
You obey, as a dog would do when the master talks.
“Why are you late?”
“I just… Last night I had a problem with my phone, and I needed a new one. I’m sorry, Prez, it would never happen again and… I’ll recover this lost hour today. I promise”.
He nods in silence, having a sip from his coffee.
“What’s up with Coco, ah?”
“Orgullo, Bishop. Eso es lo que está sucediendo”. (Pride, Bishop, that’s what’s happening).
“Fix it. I don’t care how. But… this situation is awkward and uncomfortable for every one of us”. He leans over the table, supporting his weight on his forearms. “I love you, and you’re a good mechanic. But he is a Mayan”.
And you know what that means. You can’t help but let some tears run out from your eyes when you're grabbing again your bag. The guys look more worried now, and even if you just want to punch Coco on the face, you lead your steps to the huge warehouse next to the club. Throwing your stuff somewhere on the ground, you attack enraged the punching bag hanging from the metallic ceiling. Your cry gets more angrier when you feel two big arms surrounding your body.
“Com’ere, McGregor”. 
Angel whispers on your ear, putting you away from it to turn you under his grip, hugging you tightly. You’re furious. Really furious. And your cry floods the place making some echo, while the oldest Reyes tries to comfort you. Fucking pride that doesn’t let you talk with him. And when you do, is his who talks for him.
Me esta matando el orgullo, cuando más quiero estar al lado tuyo. De solo verte concluyo que tú eres para mí y yo soy para ti.
(Pride is killing me, when I want to be by your side the most. Just seeing you I know you are for me and I'm for you).
Maybe you drunk too much that night, starting with beers to end up with a bottle of tequila. You were needing some fresh air, walking in some kind of zigzag to the empty yard. Having a deep breath with eyes closed, you continued your clumsy steps to the farthest picnic table. And you decided to have your own party. Playing some latin music in your phone, and leaving it over the wood, your body began to move alone, under the influence of the rhythm and the alcohol wreaking havoc on your mind. You saw him coming towards you, a little harmed too. He threw the cigar away, holding the hand that you were offering him.
You were having a good time alone, but with him, it only got better. His chest was pressing your back. His arms surrounding your waist, and your hips dancing against him. You could feel his warm breath on your neck, colliding in a delicious way, before starting to kiss your left shoulder. Since the moment you two met, a sexual tension got installed between both, following you whenever you went. And his mouth was feeling so good on your skin, that you wanted to taste it. 
No sé por qué el orgullo nos está matando, si tú eres mía, bebé. Ya sabes desde cuando. Nuestras miradas aquel día estaban chocando, y al besar tus labios el deseo iba aumentando.
(I don't know why the pride is killing us, if you're mine, baby. Our looks were crashing that day, and when I kissed your lips the desire incresed).
Turning under his arms, your faces met, twisting a little your necks. Your bodies kept moving to the sound of the song, your noses almost touching. Eyes closed, drinking each other breathings. You wanted too bad to kiss him. He wanted too fucking bad to kiss you. With a hand on your lower back, he wrapped your throat with the other to push you a little bit closer. Enough to you. Your mouth found the other with a ephemeral caress full of desire. You were playing, and he didn’t like it. Coco pressed his lips on yours, not wasting another second, looking for your tongue with his. And it was like an explosion. Your hands getting tangled in his hair, while you two continued dancing, with a leg between yours and vice versa. 
It was like touching heaven with your fingertips.
“Shit, I don’t deserve you, mami. You’re a fuckin’ blessing”.
Es que tú me tienes a mí en un vaivén, y me matan las ganas de volverte a ver.
(You have me in a swing, the desire to see you again is killing me).
“Who’s that mami, bro’?” Coco asked to Angel, resting his shoulder against the wooden column, having a drag of his cigar.
“New mechanic. Taza’s friend, or something like”.
Che was your father’s best friend, so when you told him what you were studying, he quickly offered you to work at Romeros and Bros. It was a good opportunity to learn a little more. You saw sideways how four men walked towards your car, from where you were grabbing your stuff.
“Welcome to the fam’. I’m Angel. And these are my brothers. Coco, Gilly and Creeper”.
You smiled with pursed lips, not ashamed, but kinda like. Four big guys with tattoos and looks on their faces of being truly assholes? No, thanks.
“I’m (Y/N)”.
Since the first moment, you knew they were betting who would be the one who would end up dating you. But they were wrong.
“Don’ try to fuck with me, guys. I’m more into drivers than into riders”.
Or maybe, you were the one who was wrong. 
Me está matando el orgullo, cuando más quiero estar al lado tuyo. De solo verte concluyo que tú eres para mí y yo soy para ti.
(Pride is killing me, when I want to be by your side the most. Just seeing you I know you are for me and I'm for you).
It was an innocent dance with Angel, what kick out of you two that fucking pride. When you came back to the clubhouse, holding hands and laughing loud, your favorite song were playing through the speakers. The oldest Reyes, who was your best friend since you met the Mayans, wanted to dance it with you. And you couldn’t say ‘no’. Dancing close with him, as you did many times before. The funniest thing about the night is that you danced with everybody.
Ella me dice que la llame, que no duerme temprano. Si no textea, no texteo y si no llama, no llamo. Pero ella es igual…
(She tells me to call her, that she doesn't sleep early. If she doesn't text me, I don't text her and if she doesn't call me, I don't call her. But she does the same…)
Coco has been the whole day trying to figure out what did Bishop say to you. No one, but you two, knew what happened inside the Templo. Not even Taza. He’s sitting in his terrace with both legs over the table, drinking a beer and his phone in the other one. He wants to call you. And he has been typing your number by heart, the last hour. Once and again, ending up locking the screen. Until he decides that he doesn’t want to play this game anymore. He doesn’t want to lose you. The world is less shit waking up with you.
You need to breathe fresh air, stepping out of your house with no destination. You just want to walk, leave your mind blank by listening some music, with your headphones on. Actually, you don’t give a shit about the work. You don’t want to lose him. The only moments of peace you have had, you have found them between his arms, under his kisses and his caresses. You need him. You love him.
When you want to notice where you are, your feet are leading you to his house, being pushed back to reality because of the roar of a bike coming closer. You turn at it, when the wheels stop dead making a scratchy sound. Then, you see him. And he sees you. Getting off the motorcycle, he leaves the helmet above the seat. You turn off the headphones to keep them inside a pocket, taking some steps closer about to say something. But, what can you say? He’s coming towards you too, as if it was a slow motion scene. 
Me está matando el orgullo, cuando más quiero estar al lado tuyo. De solo verte concluyo que tú eres para mí y yo soy para ti.
(Pride is killing me, when I want to be by your side the most. Just seeing you I know you are for me and I'm for you).
You swallow hardly, barely breathing when Coco is just one step away from you. And maybe you don't need any words. Maybe you've been too stupid to recognize what and how you feel about the other. The mexican raises up a hand to your left cheek, resting it there, knowing that you missed him much more than you thought. His right hand helps the other to hold your face, before crashing his lips on yours. A soft needy moan drowning in your throat, when your fingers get tangled in two fist in his shirt. Your tongues stroking the other so desperate, that you don't care about being out of air.
Your back finds the wall, lifting up your arms to his neck, surrounding it; while his hands go down to your lower back. Fuck the pride.
“You're the only good thing I have, mami”.
“Tú eres para mí y yo soy para ti”.
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Two Weeks
Part 2
Summary - You don't know the value of someone until you lose them. Dean didn't understand the importance of you in his life until he was too late.
Pairing - Dean x Reader(?)
Warnings- Angst, Fluff-ish, Swearing, self doubt, Dean being a dick (sorry)
Word Count - 1.5k
Square filled - Slow Burn ( @spndeanbingo )
A/N - I had thought of leaving “Two Weeks” as a one shot but since y’all had shown the first part so much love, I thought about writing a second part and it turned into a series.
This is also written as an entry for @jensengirl83 ’s 200 follower challenge. My prompt was “I don’t want to fix this again!”
Spn divider by @talesmaniac89💕
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“One more,” you ordered the bartender.
“I think you should take it easy now, hun,” she raised an eyebrow at you.
“I can handle my alcohol,” you slurred.
“It doesn't seem like that. Come on, no more drinks for you. Go home, get some sleep,” she said and passed you a glass of water. You rolled your eyes, gulping down the glass of water and stood up from your seat. You swayed a little, maybe she was right about you being drunk.
The cool air hit you in the face as soon as you managed to stumble out of the bar. You were looking around yourself, unsure of what to do next when you heard a deep rumble and a car pulled up beside you.
You knew it wasn't a creep - you knew exactly who it was. You could recognise that purring of the engine anywhere. You didn't bother to take a look at who was in the car not wanting to see him, not after so long. You were done with him for good.
You heard the door of the car open and slammed shut after a few seconds. You heard footsteps approaching towards you.
“Y/N,” he said in a gruff voice, “I read your letter.”
You turned towards the man you once loved.
“And?” You said in a cold voice. You saw him staring at you with those piercing green eyes.
“Why can't you let me be happy Y/N? You and I - we never had a future. It was only sex for us. I love her- the woman you saw kissing. I want her. She is my future. You can't mess that up for me just because you didn't get what you wanted,” Dean said, his eyes hard.
“Wha-” you felt your throat closing up, you couldn't believe what you were hearing. It all meant nothing to him. You felt your lungs give up. You tried to breathe but it felt like you were drowning. You heard a sound - was that your phone ringing?--
You woke up with a start. You were back in your motel room, your phone ringing on the nightstand. Ignoring your phone, you got out of the bed to get yourself some water. Beads of sweat were still lining your forehead. It was still dark outside. You drank an entire glass of water and came back to the bed.
You gently rubbed your temple, thinking back on the dream. This was a recurring nightmare. What if this was your mind subconsciously hinting at that truth? What if you really messed up everything in Dean's life just because you were pathetic? Maybe he left you because he wanted to get the hell away from you. You were not his girlfriend, then why were you expecting him to drop everything and run back to you? Maybe this was his only chance at a normal life he always wanted. Why did you have to fuck up everything?
Picking up your phone, you saw you had missed a call from Bobby. That old geezer was always worried about you. You decided to pay him a little visit the next day to let him know you were alive.
You sighed loudly. You needed to get on with your life. Four weeks had passed by, Dean didn't bother to contact you. It was not like you had cut him off entirely from your life. You still had the same number because you were hoping that he would realise his mistake and call you up. You waited but he never called. You realised that loving him was a mistake. Dean would never reciprocate those feelings.
You felt anger replacing your sadness. You were done being treated as his second option. You realised he would never put your name on the top of his list, you would never be his priority. You were going to get over him.
You started to pack your bags for the second time and prepared to leave the motel room which had been your home for the last two weeks.
Tomorrow would be a new day for you.
You looked at yourself in the bathroom mirror. Numerous questions were haunting you - why did Dean have to break your heart like that? Was it really all a game for him? Were you really not worth his love?
Your train of thoughts were broken when you heard the main door open loudly. You checked yourself. You didn't have your gun on you and there was an intruder, probably a monster in your room. You looked around yourself searching for anything that could come handy.
When you didn't see anything useful, you tiptoed out of the bathroom. You managed to secure your gun from under your pillow and turned around to point it towards the intruder.
Your breathing hitched at the sight of him. The forest green eyes you once loved locked with yours. You dropped the gun in your hand.
“Y/N,” Dean spoke in a gruff voice, creating goosebumps all over your skin, “I read the letter.”
There was a sense of déjà vu in what was happening. You looked down, bracing yourself for the impending rejection.
“I have the answers,” Dean said, surprising you. You looked up and saw him waving the piece of writing you had left for him. You remained silent which Dean took as a sign to continue.
“Y/N, when I saw you that day hurrying out of the story, wiping your tears on your sleeves, I realised the grave mistake I had committed. During the entire drive back to the motel, I was going over all the ways I could ask you to forgive me but none of them seemed right because I knew you wouldn't forgive me,” you scoffed at his words, “I know you don't believe me but this is the truth. Lisa...she is not you. Y/N, I am ready to fight for us, because you are worth it.”
You hadn't noticed, but during Dean's speech, he had come closer to you. He put a finger under your chin, making you look up to him. Your eyes roamed around his face, taking in his features. He was there standing before you, wearing his best apology but you couldn't forgive him. You were too scared to let him in again. He tilted his head and leaned forward. He pressed his lips onto yours, kissing you gently.
He had expected you to kiss him back but what he didn't expect was you to push him back, your palm connecting with his left cheek. Dean stood there in front of you looking dumbfounded.
“I don't want this - us.” You said.
“Why?” He asked, his voice low. You didn't want to slap him, but you also knew that he deserved that slap because of all the heartbreak he had put you through.
“Don't act like you don't know Dean,” you said, your voice laced with venom.
“Y/N, I-” Dean squeezed his eyes shut. “Y/N, I am sorry for what I did.”
“Don't say that crap. Don't you dare apologise. Two weeks Dean! I waited for you for two long weeks. Holding onto that false promise of yours like my life depended on it. You never once looked back at me when you walked out of that motel room. What would have happened if you hadn't seen me in that store? Tell me, Dean,” you sniffled, wiping away the tears angrily that rolled down your cheek.
“I know what I did is unforgivable but Y/N, I'm here now and we can make this work. Come on sweetheart, we can fix this,” Dean pleaded.
“That's the thing Dean! I don't want to fix this again! I can't let you break my heart again. I am done being your second choice. I-I c-can't-” you broke down in front of the green-eyed hunter. This was the last you wanted to happen. Now he was going to think that you were weak and pathetic.
You felt Dean's arms around you. Even though you despised Dean for what he did to you, he was still your home, your safe place.
“I will never leave you again, sweetheart.” He rasped.
“How can I trust you again, De?” You said, your voice barely a whisper.
“I am ready to fight for us. It will take some time,” he whispered in your ears and cupped your face, "but I will do anything to make you mine again."
You looked up, your eyes meeting his.
"You better not fuck this up, Winchester," you warned.
"I won't sweetheart, I promise," Dean said, planting a soft kiss on your forehead.
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Hey! Look! It's and Emma(lina) booking idea since wwe clearly doesn't have one!
I originally thought of this idea last week when everyone thought there was going to be a Sasha-Stephanie feud. Okay so it starts out with Sasha getting fed up with Stephanie belittling her. They have a mini feud but then Steph realizes she can’t do this. So she needs to call in a proxy. So she calls in Emmalina, who despite being poised as this high class end beauty, is actually just a more vicious Emma. So she feuds with Sasha and ultimately Steph goes, whoever wins at (insert ppv here) will be the number one contender for the women’s championship. They have a great match, really let them go loose and put on a barn burner. Inevitably Sasha wins. And when she does, she’s basically one-up’d Steph by beating her chosen warrior. So the next night on Raw, Steph is belittling Emma, and Emma being clearly more vicious, gets fed up and attacks Steph. This sparks up their feud in which you have a rebellious, anti-authority, tweener going against the egomaniacal authority figure. Bayley or Charlotte or Sasha now has the title (it has to be one of them). With that now, Emma has set her eyes on the championship. But she’s made it extremely clear she’s anti-four horsewomen (like the tweet she sent out along the lines of the lines of “you all were focused on the four horsewomen, now that I have your attention in supposed to fall at your feet?”), in a clearly horsewomen heavy main event scene. So it starts back to Sasha, they just came off a mini feud and you want to keep that continuity going. Be it against whoever, Emma runs in either during or after Sasha’s matches and attacks her. Bayley who is friends with Sasha, starts coming to her aid. This sets up a Emma v. Sasha match with Bayley in Sasha’s corner, much to Sasha’s chagrin. Emma goes over and begins to attack Sasha post-match. Bayley being there begins to help Sasha. So now it’s two on one, in runs in a masked woman who helps Emma clear the battle field. And it is none other than…
Summer Rae!
Emma and Summer are real life friends and Summer has also expressed her displeasure with the horsewomen heavy main event currently on Raw. So now the two have their eyes tightly set on the title. For story purposes, Charlotte has it. So now Emma and Summer begin to attack Charlotte. Bayley and Sasha, then go to Charlotte and say something along the lines of “Look our paths may have gone different ways since we left NXT. Be that as it may we’ll always be four horsewomen for life” And Charlotte reluctantly agrees and thus is the beginning of the four horsewomen faction. At the next ppv the four horsewomen go over in a 2 to 3 handicap match but they make Emma and Summer look a million bucks, again, let these women go out and showcase why they deserve to be taken seriously. So during the four horsewomen celebration, it’s almost a mini face turn for Charlotte and she smiles and cheers with Bayley and Sasha for their win. But stop, next comes the sound of a Phoenix scream. Out comes Paige. She comes out and the horsewomen are on edge. What they don’t notice is Emma and Summer about to attack them from behind. Seeing this Paige stops this and fends them off by herself, make her return big.
The next night she calls out the three-fourths horsewomen since Becky is still on Smackdown. And she says that since there’s an opening, she wants to join the horsewomen, she respects them. Emma and Summer showed up originally as divas and Paige is firmly anti-diva, it’s literally her nickname. So you build it up to where Paige is slowly earning all their trust. And eventually she does. The new four horsewomen are in the ring and they call out Emma and Summer. Emma let’s them talk their trash but then she grabs a mic and smiles. She then says something along the lines of “you girls really are easy to fool.” And reminiscent of Seth turning on the shield, Paige puts up the four fingers to signify the horsewomen, but then turns it upside down and with a kendo stick or something, starts attacking the four horsewomen. Then probably another ppv or on raw whatever the schedule is now, you want to let them spread out but not too much to the point of Charlotte-Sasha to where everyone is begging for it to end, Charlotte comes out. She says something alone the lines of “now I originally joined Bayley and Sasha to end the tyranny of (insert anti-4hw team name here) but now I’m at the point where I don’t care. But then Paige appears on the titantron. "Hey Charly, I see you don’t have your little lap dog Dana with you.” And at this point Charlotte almost breaks from her stone self but keeps face. Emma then appears on screen. “I remember in NXT Dana was my friend, but a friend who ran to you the moment I got hurt Charlotte. So I’m going to show her how I deal with backstabbers”, and they lay waste to Dana. And Charlotte actually feels for her protégé. She vows to get revenge for Dana. The next ppv happens and Charlotte says she got some insurance.
Charlotte brings in some insurance in the form of Nia Jax. Nia comes in mid match and runs through the anti-4hw. Bayley and Sasha question this but go along with it for the moment. On Raw the show goes without a problem. Emma, Paige and Summer are nowhere to be seen, this helps make Nia look more dominant as she was sble to make a rising faction miss a week. We even get little Dana on crutches (kayfabe) and she falls cause she can barely walk normally as is without botching but that’s neither here nor there. Anywho the week after that Nia gets, a squash match. And she says she’s going for higher competition. But then Emma (who by now is the de facto team leader), comes out. She says something along the lines of “so you teamed up with the four hoursewomen and that’s great.” Nia begins screaming for her to get in the ring to which Emma replies, “oh I won’t be stepping in the ring with you, but you know who will?” In comes yet another masked woman. She and Nia begin trading blows until the masked woman suplexes or body slams Nia or something along those lines, y'know a real feat of strength. Low and behold, it’s none other than Tamina. At the next ppv it is a four on four, elimination tag. And just to raise the stakes, whoever scores the final pin, becomes the new women’s champion. But of course you build to that ppv wonderfully. What happens at said ppv, I shall leave open ended. You all can take the reigns from here.
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HANK ‘TRANQ’ LOZA x READER ⨟ PROMPT
Anon asked: could you write a fic/imagine of your promptlist (the new one) angst #21 and #22 with hank loza💖
21. “Please, talk to me”.
22. “You’re hurting me”.
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💬 : i think i have strength enough to have a beer
Long day. Bad week. Worst month. Finally, you have four days off from the hospital. You're driving on the way to Tranq's house, when your phone dings, lightning the screen. He replies to your last message telling you that he's at the club, and that you can come if you want. Actually, no. You don't want. You just want to lie down on the sofa, with him holding you and filling your face with a bunch of kisses. Stopping by a side of the road, you take the phone with a heavy sight dying in your lips.
💬 : okay
He just read it, but there's no answer back. Sometimes, you hate him. It's supposed he promised to spend the night together, but now seems like another Mayans party is more important than your mental health. He's not your boyfriend, not officially at least, but everybody knows that you're hanging out; even so, you can't reproach him for nothing because of that. You have to settle for being around him for a while.
The yard is full of Mayans from other charters, looking like a big meeting and a celebration. Parking your car before reaching it, you step out covering your mouth with a hand to drown a yawn. You're dressed with the white uniform of the hospital and a leather jacket. Your hair tied in a braid is a little mess and there are two slight eye bags over your cheeks. Yes, you look like shit, and Angel has to highlight it as soon as he sees you.
“Damn, mami”. He hugs you tightly, leaving a kiss on your temple. “Hey, Coco! Bring a beer to our nurse!”
“Thanks”. You just say, letting the oldest Reyes lead you inside the clubhouse.
But your steps stop dead when you find Tranq sitting in a couch with one of Vicki's girl on his lap and her waist being surrounded by the man. They're laughing with other members crew, sharing some drinks and old stories. Angel doesn't give credit either. Letting yourself go from his grip, you turn over your sneakers going out of there. No words. Just some tears running down your face, while you go downstairs to the yard.
“(Y/N)! Wait”.
You don't turn at the characteristic hoarse voice of the man, continuing your way to the black car parked outside.
“Hey, hey, wait! Where are you going?”
Tranq stops you, holding your forearm to make you face him, clicking the tongue loudly when he finds out you're actually crying.
“It's just a fr—”.
“I don' care, Hank. You don' owe me any explanation”.
“No? Then, why are you crying? Why don't you stay? Please… talk to me”.
“'Cause I came for you, but you're already busy”.
“She's my friend”.
“So am I”.
“The fuck are you talking about?”
“I don' sit on my friends lap and I don' let them touch me as you do. That's ‘the fuck’ I'm talking about”.
Tranq has both eyebrows raised up, crossing his arms against his stomach, because he knows you haven't finished talking.
“I'm… tired. It's been a bad month, and you promised me that…”
You think you're sounding so stupid that you don't continue de sentence, rubbing your face with both hands and cleaning the tears. Then, you have a deep breath.
“I'm sorry, Hank. I'm just… going home. Enjoy the party”. You just said licking your lower lip.
“Lemme' grab my things and I'll follow you”.
“I wanna be alone”.
“Why?”
“'Cause you're hurting me right now”.
He just nods with pursed lips, realizing he fucked up things for not giving you the place and the respect you deserve. Under his constant look, you step in your car to turn it on, and drive away from the clubhouse.
Your flat is empty, assuming that your two house-mates are having a party somewhere around Santa Madre. So it's kinda good have some time alone, crying without no one asking you what happened. You take a warm shower until the tips of your fingers wrinkle. After that, you lie down on your big bed hugging a pillow, without having a dinner. The little hunger you have, you lost a while ago. You're trying to figure out why he acted like this. Why he didn't keep his promise. And why he was holding a Vicki's girl, being or not being friends. But, who are you to asking for anything?
The cry appears again, more bitter than before, trying to keep yourself awake waiting for him to come, even if you told him to not doing it. Having the little hope that he would to do it anyway. But you end up falling asleep alone.
When you open your eyes, feeling somewhat rested, instinctively your left hand travels to your phone. Unlocking it you check on the notifications, but there are no calls, or messages from him. Maybe it means that you broke up last night, in case you were having a relationship. A knot grows inside your chest, leaving down the phone to rest your face on the pillow spitting a sad sigh. Some minutes after you decide to get up from bed, walking barefoot through the main hallway towards the kitchen, stopping your legs when you see Hank sitting at the table with a mug of coffee supported against his lips, having a sip.
“Morning”. He just says, sounding a little nervous, putting the drink over the wood.
“How did you get in?” You ask with a fine thread of voice, noticing how much your throat hurts speaking.
“Patricia was leaving when I came”. The man gets up from his chair, doubting between getting closer or not. “Are you ok?”
You just shrug your shoulders in silence.
“I'm sorry about last night, I swear to God”.
“It doesn't matter, Tranq. She's your friend”. Even if it sounds like a passive and aggressive comment, it's not intentionally.
“And you're mi reina. You were right. There are some things I mustn't do 'cause I owe you a respect”.
“You don' owe me nothing, Tranq. It's your friend, that's all”.
“Yeah, but at the end of the night, she just wanted to ‘make it up to me’ because I was fucked up by you”.
Your heart jumps hearing those words, quickly creating a movie in your head of what happened, letting your head falls down to your chest. You're about to cry again when he wraps your body between his arms, kissing your head.
“I did nothing”. He's quick to say. “I went home when you left… Uh, well… I actually sat for an hour at your door, waiting you to call me, at least to tell me that I was being an asshole. I didn' want to bother you, so I just went home”.
You surround his back with both arms, resting your cheek on his chest, tightly and closer. You feel stupid, so he does.
“Listen… I was thinking about packing some things and spend these four days at LA”. Pulling himself away, Tranq cups your face in his huge hands. “Just you and me, riding the coast. What you say… Would you like?”
You nod with your lips pursed in a blissful smile.
“Or we can go to Chihuahua. You're always saying you would like to visit it”. Suddenly he sound excited about traveling together for the first time, after six months together.
“Chihuahua”. You say then starting to laugh, after clearing your throat.
“Ok. Pack your things while I prepare you some breakfast”.
Leaning forward, he presses his lips on yours, placing his hands on the back of your head to push you a little closer.
“I love you, okay? Only you, mi reina”.
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