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exhaustedcatte · 2 months

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Happy Moony Day!

Lily Evans brandished her camcorder. Her father had shelled out a big sum after she’d gotten the wizard equivalent of an A* in her OWLs for her to buy whatever she wished.

“That a camera, Evans?” Sirius Black asked, prodding the lens with inky fingers.

“Don’t dirty it!” she snapped. “Yes, it’s a camera.”

“Ooh, Moony’s is differ–”

“That’s because I can record videos on here, Black.”

The portrait swung open, screaming garishly at—oh, it was Potter. She shared the Speared Knight’s sentiments. He was walking towards Sirius, sweaty from Quidditch but still in the sweat-soaked uniform. Couldn’t he shower in the stalls like everyone else? No, he had to parade his lean arms in the tight uniform. Yuck.

“–record for his birthday?”

“What was that?”

Sirius looked back, saw James taking two stairs at a time to their dorm. Watched Lily’s eyes tracking him and grinned.

“Alright,” she cleared her throat. “What is Remus to you Marauders?”

“Uncouth little bastard, he is! I got detention for the tickling hex he used on Flitwick, y’know?” Sirius said cheerfully. James shoved him. Peter lurched over the arm on Sirius’ left. Why they insisted on smushing themselves in one sofa, she didn’t want to know.

“What Mr Padfoot means to say,” James cut in pointedly, “is that Moony, my dear Moonman, is the sparkling Brains behind some–”

Peter coughed. Sirius slapped his back heartily.

James glared at the pair, “–most of our elaborate pranks. Padfoot and I haven’t got the patience, Pete too, but you know our Remus, he has the patience of ten saints. He’s our devious schemer.”

Lily hid a smile behind the flipped out screen of her camera. “He’s the people’s favourite though.”

“Ours too,” Sirius said matter-of-factly. James and Peter made googly-eyes at him, and Sirius scoffed, ears blushing.

Lily was cursed with ample curiosity, which was clawing up her throat.

“Peter?”

Peter scratched his chin. “Moony is like the Backbone. He’s the the framework of our group. He’s not like Prongs, he can’t make everyone talk about their problems–”

“Aw,” James cooed loudly. “God knows he doesn’t discuss his own problems,” Sirius muttered.

“–and he isn’t everyone’s problem like Padfoot,” Peter grinned at Sirius’ hand-on-chest-betrayed face. “Moony helps you appreciate silence. He knows when to prod, when to hold back. And he also guides us through schoolwork even if he’s busy.”

Lily knew Peter meant himself in that misleading blanket statement but neither James nor Sirius corrected him. She found herself a bit touched.

“He’s amazing. He’s so steady and dependable, like. So generous too, I’d have died in our dorm two weeks into first year if not for him, actually.”

“Oh yes, we brewed that–” James’ eyes glinted with nostalgia.

Lily interjected immediately, “Sirius?”

“He’s our favourite,” he said, but his eyes were too clear, cheeks too pink.

They crowded the frame messily, “Happy birthday Moony! We love you!”

Sirius approached her later that evening when the common room was sparse. “Mind doing my bit solo?”

Lily shrugged, interested. “Sure.” She got it ready and pointed the lens at Sirius’ handsome face.

“Moony is the bravest person in Gryffindor.”

She’d heard this before. She’s not sure why it is, but she knew the three of them agreed on this unanimously.

“I know he’s the brain and the bones, but he’s also the Heart. James could just as easily be the Bones, I could be the Brain,” Sirius winked. “But we’re both too much of twats to be the Heart, Pete also. But Remus is–he’s so Good.”

Lily was shocked at the sincerity in Black’s voice. “Oh?”

“He’s been through a lot, our Moony, but as tender as our human hearts are, as much as they bruise, he just keeps on doing, fighting. He’s gentle in a way I haven’t learnt, kind in a way James has tried to emulate, hardworking in a way Peter tries to copy.

“Remus is my very core. He’s most of what’s good about me,” Sirius said.

She didn’t know if he realised the change from Our to My. She didn’t comment.

“James and Peter’s friendship is absolutely everything to me, but Remus is a Very Important person to me,” he said quietly. “We love him so dearly.”

Lily offered an encouraging nod.

Sirius looked at the camera, no, behind it, and beamed. “Happy birthday darling, be happy always.”

Remus walked into the frame, and Lily’s camera shook. Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.

It takes strength to be gentle and kind– The Smiths

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happysaddca · 1 day

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The moment Moon realizes it loves you. Constellations Redeux AU but I don't think you need the context to appreciate the moment below.

“Oh look Moon, a penny!” You’re distracted from sweeping by a flash of shiny copper against the black carpet.

“You’re rich,” it deadpans from somewhere above and behind you, but you ignore Moon in favor of squatting, balancing yourself with your broom so you don’t tip over. It’s too dim to see it properly, so you scoop it up.

“Aw, it’s heads down.” You can hear Moon’s bells jingle lightly before there’s a hand on your shoulder, and you lift your find to show Moon properly.

“Shiny. Why are you sad?” Moon’s fingers drum lightly against your collarbone as you squint at the coin.

“Well, if it’s heads up, it’s good luck,” you explain. It’s a new penny too, minted just this year, and in Philadelphia too. You point out the the little P to Moon, explaining what it means. “If it’d been older I might’ve taken it,” you admit even as you lay the coin carefully back in place, this time heads up.

“Why aren’t you now?” Moon pulls back as you push to your feet, stretching with a loud sigh.

“Well, I dunno. It just seems more fun to think of a little kid finding it tomorrow. Maybe they’ll get some good luck.” You return to sweeping, avoiding the coin. Moon is still watching you. You’re used to it watching, but not like this. Not so… blatantly. You sweep up your pile and dump it in your cart before facing it. “What?”

“Thinking.”

“About?” You fold your arms over your chest. Moon’s faceplate creaks softly as it twists nearly ninety degrees. “Should I get that penny back?”

“Why?”

You try not to snort, biting the inside of your cheek. “Cause… the saying. Penny for your thoughts?”

Moon’s face untwists, then twists again the opposite way, even as it gives a low, throaty chuckle. “Then there would be no luck.”

“There would, if you picked it up.” You’re losing the plot of this conversation. Moon’s distracting you! You bite your cheek too hard and wince. “Anyway, that’s not the point. Why are you staring at me?”

“Told you. Thinking.”

“You’re as helpful as ever Moon.” You give up and push on with a sigh, going down the hall for the elevator. Moon doesn’t follow. It avoids the elevators as much as it can and normally you don’t mind. A seven foot tall jester, no matter how thin, takes up a lot of space with your oversized janitor’s cart after all. There’s not much room left for a squishy you. What surprises you is the lack of Moon on the other side.

“Moonman?” You try to listen, but all you hear is the elevator closing behind you and the ever-present background music the plex apparently refuses to turn off. No bells, no Sinatra over the questionable quality speakers of your phone. Just quiet. “Well, all right I guess. See you later.”

#fnaf daycare attendant #dca #fnaf dca #fnaf au #dca au #moon fnaf #moondrop #daycare attendant moon #my writing #gender neutral reader #constellations au

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garbagechocolate · 1 year

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Cynophobia handshake... dogs can be really scary:(

I wish u good luck on the night time...hopefully when you get over it, you can see all the cool nighttime things!

One of my favorite things I've seen at night is biolumincence. When you go diving at night in some places, with ever movement you make, the ocean lights up blue with bacteria. It's really beautiful

Yeah wanna know a fun fact

This mf actually made my nyctophobia worse last year

But for some reason my view on him changed after seeing sun leap at you at full speed when catching you

Sun is more terrifying than moonman

#ask #trashlate #media #textpost #text post

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thelreads · 1 year

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SO TELL ME, IS IT WAKEY-WAKEY TIME OR NAH?

MIC IS GONNA FUCKING GET YA

OH THAT`S GONNA BE A GOOD PUNCH, ISN`T IT?

THERE`S NO TIME TO THINK ABOUT THE PAST MIC, BREAK EVERY TEETH THAT MAN HAS, SHOW HIM THE POWER OF THE BANANA HAIR, GO YOU LITTLE FUNKY LOUD MOONMAN

#TheLreads #liveblog #reading #manga #bnha #boku no hero academia #mha #my hero academia #bnha liveblog #BNHAC269

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blackberrybrambles · 1 year

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Blackberry Brambles - 1

The next part of Blackberry Brambles! Fae AU. Here we meet Sun. And we get our Reader's official name in the story.

When you wake, you wake to a dull throb in the back of your head. At which point you snap your eyes open and jolt into an upright, sitting position. Whereupon you discover that you are no longer in your home.

The room that you now sit within is a stark difference from the building you’re familiar with. Walls made of wood and stone surround you. The window on the nearby wall is open faintly, allowing a warm breeze to waft into the room. Everything about the setting sings to you with a familiar tune, creating memories of log cabins tucked away comfortably in the distant woods. The space itself is comfortable and luxurious. Though the luxury is deftly lost in the haze of panic that settles over you.

You know not how you got here, but you know that this is not your home.

The pain in your head remains as a reminder of what transpired the night before. Memories of the terrifying statue creature invading your space and flying into a rage over something so simple as blackberries.

You recall the destruction to your home in faint flashes of recollection, the pain only growing more intense the more you linger on these thoughts. So much so that you’re forced to clutch your head in an attempt to soothe away the agony as it sets in. A low groan escapes you as you do so.

In a way, you feel hungover. Your head and your body ache in a manner all too familiar to anyone unfortunate enough to have poisoned themselves with one to many sips of alcohol.

But the pain gradually fades as the memories finish playing out. Until finally you’re left in more of a daze than anything else. Confused and terrified. Completely unsure as to how you’ve come to arrive in this cozy little cot, but certain that being here is not a good sign.

Your anxieties only grow as you take notice of a familiar sound. Footsteps upon a stone floor. The sound echoes from behind the distant door, cluing you in to the fact that some entity is quickly approaching you. So quickly in fact that you only have the time to throw the blankets off of your lap before the door swings open.

“Go----od morning~!” An unfamiliar, overly enthusiastic voice hits your ears as your eyes settle upon the terrifying entity which has made its way into the room.

Another creature with a face made of wood and stone. One which strongly resembles the “Moonman” that had invaded your home and attacked you the night prior. The difference now only being their vibrant coloration and their pale, lifeless eyes.

Where the Moonman’s eyes had been cast alight with the fiery glow of hate, this entity; the Sunman as you’ve quickly decided to call them, has wide eyes that give away none of their emotions. Gazing upon them is genuinely like gazing upon a statue.

If not for their energetic movements and the friendly sound of their voice, you would not have been able to tell what manner of mood they were in. And even though you’re admittedly relieved to find that the Sunman does not share in the Moonman’s blatant malice, you’re still terrified.

You do not know what this creature is or what it wants. All that you know, at this moment, is that you’ve been stolen away from your home.

You don’t know if this creature seeks to help you or to harm you. You don’t know if they’re a friend of the creature that abducted you, or if they’re an enemy of theirs. But you know that they unnerve you. Even as they stare at you with that wide, seemingly friendly smile, you’re nervous.

They appear to take notice of this. And as such let out something that could be described as a nervous laugh.

“Oh! How silly of me. One moment.” The entity utters.

You then watch as they reach up towards their round, oversized head. Admittedly you’re a bit surprised to find that it isn’t their head at all, but some manner of oversized mask that had been secured to their real head through some unknown means. Regardless of how the mask has been so securely fitted, or how they manage to see you from behind it, you’re relieved to find that this creature isn’t a walking statue at all.

When the mask comes off and your eyes settle upon the human face, you first mistake them for another person. Though that mistake is quickly corrected when they smile at you.

Three sets of sharp canines are put on full display when the man grins.

Despite his smile appearing to be genuine, the inhuman state of him quickly makes you feel all the more uneasy.

All at once you find yourself honing in on all of the other abnormalities with his features. His pointed ears. The freckles upon his face that appear to shimmer like flakes of gold in the sun. For as human as he initially appeared to be when the mask came off, you quickly recognize that he is anything but human.

He puts his mask down upon the floor, before pointing to his face.

“Here I am!” He utters in a playful tone, before stepping further into the room.

You respond in kind by backing up upon the bed, rightly terrified of this inhuman being that has approached you. He seems to be a bit taken aback by this, before letting out another nervous little chuckle.

“Oh. I suppose I should be explaining a few things, while I have you here.” He mutters, sort of anxiously studying you as you study him in turn. He then clears his throat, before motioning to the bed.

“May I sit?” He asks, now addressing you in a polite tone as he makes his request.

The energy from before is all but gone as he changes everything about his stance. The energy now given off by him is one of seriousness.

You timidly look from him to the edge of the bed, before violently shaking your head. While you can appreciate the fact that he bothered to ask, you genuinely don’t want him drawing any closer to you than he already has. At least not right now. Not when you’re so completely and utterly confused.

He offers a curt nod in response, before crouching down upon the floor. He lets his arms rest against his knees as he stares at you.

“Hm... Well. Forgive me, I’m not quite sure where to begin. I thought that Moon might have already filled you in on everything.” He utters, tilting his head in a rather curious manner as he speaks. You tense slightly as he draws reference to the other thing.

The thing that stole you.

The Moonman.

The Moonman who you now realize was probably another of whatever this man happened to be.

He begins to sway ever so slightly in place as he stares at you.

“Well, friend. You have gotten us into quite a bit of trouble.” He flatly states, his tone going a bit sour as the words pass his lips.

“You’ve stolen some very important blackberries from my friend and I. Very important blackberries indeed. And I’m afraid it's been decided that punishment is in order.” He adds, finally bringing some manner of specification to light. Specifications that you have been stolen from your home and brought to this place to be punished over blackberries.

Blackberries, of all things.

Blackberries that you’ve apparently stolen from these creatures, though you fail to grasp why it is that they seem to be upset over it.

The harvesting season has only just started. There will be more blackberries to pick in a few more days. You’ve taken nothing that can’t be readily replaced with time.

Still, you manage to find the nerve in you to speak.

“P-punishment?...” You timidly utter in response. The male offers a slow nod of his head.

“I’m afraid so. You see, no one is allowed to take any of the blackberries here until Moon and I have taken what we need of them. For some reason, you’ve ignored that fact. You’ve ignored the signs. Now my friend and I have found ourselves in some very serious trouble. Seeing as you can’t give the berries back to us, it's been decided that you need to repay us in other ways.” The Sunman explains, giving you a rather roundabout explanation behind your having been brought here. You furrow your brows in response, rightly confused.

This has to be a dream, right? Strange men with pointed ears and teeth don’t just come storming into people’s homes over fruit.

“Other means?...” You quietly murmur in response, unsure of what to make of this peculiar situation. The man offers another nod, this time leaning forward about as he does so.

“Mhmm! Because you’ve stolen something so important, it has to be a very particular punishment indeed! So Moon and I have decided on the perfect thing! You’ll stay here and help us maintain the forest. You’ll stay one year, per every berry you’ve stolen.” He states, sounding rather proud of himself as he does so.

Your heart sinks in response. Both from the absurdity of it all and from the implications of being held hostage for what must have been close to a hundred years, if not longer.

You begin to frantically stumble out of the bed in response, intent on trying to get away from this madman.

He stands up and curiously watches you as you scramble to your feet. But before you can force your way past him, he catches you by the arm.

A whimper of pain escapes you in response. The sheer force of his grip is overwhelming. Inhuman, even. Without saying a word, he leads you back to the bed and has you sit back down.

You obey, if only out of fear.

Once you’re sitting, he lets go of your arm. He moves to stand between you and the door just as your eyes dart in its general direction. Tears well in your eyes as you rub your arm. The place where his hand held you hurts. You aren’t sure if he’s bruised you, but he definitely held you much tighter than needed.

“Now now, no need for that.” The man utters, reaching to gently wipe away your tears as they begin to trail down your cheeks.

“There’s no use for it.” He adds, his voice suddenly having gone cold. His friendly demeanor has all but disappeared completely as he stares down at you.

The rage in his eyes is quite obvious as you lock eyes with him. Subdued and menacing. Every bit as laced with spite as the eyes of the Moonman had been.

You take in a shaky breath as he continues to wipe your cheeks. His touch proves surprisingly gentle, despite the absolute malice given off by his gaze.

“I didn’t mean to hurt or scare you. Genuinely, I didn’t... But you must understand the trouble that you’re in. The trouble that you’ve gotten Moon and I into. Normally, we’d never be this cruel. Never, never!... I’m sure you didn’t mean for this to happen. I’m sure you didn’t mean to hurt us. But you have. And so we have to be mean. I’m sorry.” He states, bringing his hands to gently cup your face as you clench your eyes shut to repress a sob.

For as apologetic as his tone is, and how gently he handles you now, you’re still terrified. Terrified because you’ve been dragged to this unfamiliar place to be punished so sternly over something as simple as going blackberry picking.

He gently hums a little song to you as you burst fully into tears. He remains still and silent outside of this, allowing you to cry until all that remains are the quiet, distressed hiccups of your anguish. At which point he takes his hands away from your face as he stares down at you.

“I think we’ve gotten off on the wrong foot.” He mutters, taking a tense step back as he speaks. He remains in the way of the door as he does so, assuring that you cannot make a second attempt at escape. Not that you would do so with him standing in the room. You’re afraid of how much harder he might hold you the second time around.

“My name is Sun. My partner’s name is Moon. You’ve already met him.” He introduces himself politely, before going quiet. And waiting.

From his gaze alone, you can tell that he’s waiting for you to give him your name in turn.

Not wanting to risk angering him further, you offer your name.

“...” But as soon as your name passes your lips, you’ve forgotten it.

Bewildered and confused, you stare up at him. His beautiful eyes shine gold for a few seconds, before going dark. A deep sense of fear overtakes you once more as you come to realize what’s just happened.

“Your name is Briar, now.” He coldly states, before he turns away from you. You’re left alone in the room but a moment later. The door, tightly shut and no doubt locked to prevent you from trying to escape.

You’re dazed and confused. Having just had your name stolen away from you by a malevolent Fae. Having just been informed that you’re to be held here for god knows how long. Just because you decided to go blackberry picking.

Just because you decided to go blackberry picking.

#Blackberry Brambles #ch 1 #Fae AU

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jasper-pagan-witch · 4 months

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Sending another ask because I can't comment!

I agree, pilot metropolitans are great! I got one for my partner and he loves it. However, I don't like it for myself, because they are quite heavy (metal) and my hand gets tired if I write too much at once. If you already have a metal pen or mechanical pencil you're probably used to the weight so it would be okay for you.

I really like the pilot plumix pen, I got 5 of them xD they are a funky shape (the cap looks like a lil squid!), come in different colors and are see-trough, so you can actually see how much ink you have left. They usually come with an italic nib, but you can find "normal" ones too. Despite their look and price, they're really durable- I've had one of mine for over a decade now (since I was 12?), and the only difference is that it's not as shiny/polished anymore.

Pilot kakuno is similar, different look but also clear barrel. Basically any pilot should work well for you:)

TWSBI eco is a really cool pen that I haven't got myself because people *have* complained about theirs cracking/breaking. I'd get one if you can get it cheap, otherwise I'd skip it.

Platinum preppy is a great budget pen that you can eyedrop-meaning you can just pour the ink into the body and use it that way. It holds a ton of ink and looks cool doing that.

If you'd like to splurge a lil bit more and get a really interesting pen in return, I'd recomment moonman a1 or a2. They are *so cool*, because they don't have a cap but a clicking mechanism like a ballpoint pen would have. I've had mine for over a year now, write with it every day and it hasn't failed me yet. If you don't care about the clip I'd get the version without tho, since mine is annoying sometimes.

Hope this wasn't too much all at once! If there's anything else you'd like to know feel free to ask:)

Ohhhhh this is a good addition to the comments on the other ask. A lot of good things to keep in mind!

~Jasper

#answered #farmboyprince

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qwertyfingers · 1 year

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Drop the $50 fountain pen stationary sites 🥺

my favourite places to snoop around are cultpens [best ink selection in the UK imo], jetpens, andy's pens [mix of old stock and vintage stuff], the writing desk and thepencompany. gouletpens has a youtube channel that i keep abreast of but i don't like buying from them because they're obsessed with noodler's who i fucking hate. fountain pen network is a great resource but website seems to be down right now. i'm gonna use this as an excuse to waffle now bc i love pens thank you.

at the moment i'm most interested in the TWSBI iris colourways (rainbow anodised metal !!!) [piston fill / vac fill] also their rose gold and jade green eco-t. i like the look and feel of brass pens, there's a few available but the traveler's company one seems to have best reviews atm. kaweco's is a very nice design though. have heard good things about opus88 and i have my eye on the halo. conklin duragraph is a lot less fun looking than most pens i'm into but they are really nice to write with and last forever.

this one [sailor hi-ace neo] is actually very cheap but are apparently the best starter calligraphy pens available right now. ferris wheel press have this gorgeous pen i'm very curious about but i've never tried any of their ink.

my favourite that i own so far is moonman c1. completely impractical for carrying around with me but i insist on doing it anyway. i really like lamy nibs but all the ones i like the look of have irritatingly tiny ink capacity. most of the time i'm just using a set of beat up old wing sun 3008s because you can get 4 for less than 20£ on amazon and as long as you take care of the nibs they're very hardwearing. it's basically the store brand version of a TWSBI diamond so i would recommend those over the 3008 if you can afford it.

some of my favourite inks: l'artisan pastellier [callifolio equinoxe 6 / classic vert lumiere] robert oster [signature blue denim] pilot [iroshizuku yama-budo / tsutstuji / tsukushi] diamine [soft mint / earl grey / writer's blood / monboddo's hat / peach haze] herbin [bleu calanque]

i also desperately still want this colorverse special edition set the colours are soooooo nice [new horizons]. for years you couldn't buy colorverse anywhere in the uk so now that it's available here it's taking immense self-control to not go absolutely batshit.

and honorable mention to this bad boy because she's 140$ but i want her so bad: YSTUDIO classic revolve

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thelarisb · 9 months

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NEW. REVAMPED. OC. REF. SHEETS. EXCLU

so a while back i had made a couple of reference sheets that were, to say the least, not exactly good. Well, what do you know, it's July and I figured why not give them a revamp? I also introduced new OCs, namely Sal Moonman and Marjorie Baxter (Marjorie was already an OC in my world back then but I just forgor to give her a ref sheet lol)!

So alright. Here goes.

Now go. Draw them. Admire them. Defect your records on them. Who knows?

#oc #original character #oc art #oc artwork #my oc art #ref sheet #reference sheet #oc ref sheet

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georgiapeach30513 · 2 years

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About boys trip, im thinking all of them😂 Ransom, Steve, Jake, Bucky, Sam, Ari, Curtis, and Frank, Beck, James, Carter, Blade, Chris, Owin, Beau, Joshu, like alll offf theeem. Ransom and his Qs to Curtis hut also him and his bestie Steve. Ransom bickering with Jake, frank opening up a littlel, beau and carter talking about tani man Ad Burd-dee, owin recalling to beck that he will always protect Aster and does not care beck is her moonman, joshua giving guys psychological speech, and Ari and Chris just being them😂 you know the famous Drysdale craziness

Oh this is going to be a HOT mess! So there will probably divergents of all these conversation or groups. So we have got Ransom, Beck, James, Blade, Carter, Chris, Steve, Joshua, Bucky, Sam, Jake, Ari, Curtis, Owin, Beau, Frank...this is going to be a BIG ass Air BnB they're staying in....

🖤🖤🖤🖤

Beebs and Butts

Summary: no good can come of this

Pairings: a lot

Rating: 😂

Warnings: language, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 2.5K

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

The Boys Are Back in Town Masterlist

“Whose idea was this?” Ransom asks as soon as he walks through the door. The caravan of the younger men hadn’t quite made it to the cabin, and Ransom is just confused. “No good can come of this. They will know.”

“Know what?” Steve asks looking around the large house. “What is there to know?”

“Gee, I don’t know Steven,” Ransom answers sarcastically. “Maybe that you and Bucky have shared his wife. Maybe that we have had a foursome with our wives. Do you remember how that shit got started?”

“You took some edibles and was drinking, you got horny and you mentioned how I was tied up and watched you and Kitten. And you wanted to see Steve’s face when he got to see her?” Jake pipes up, speaking rapidly.

While Bucky and Sam laugh Owin runs down the hallway with his dads. “You did WHAT with Mrs. D?”

“Make it stop. I haven’t had edibles or alcohol,” Ransom’s voice groans while Ari just nods his head at him.

“Nice. Thankfully Frank, Beau, and your son aren’t here,” Curtis responds. “I’m glad you,” counts on his fingers the amount of people involved in Ransom’s shenanigans. “Six? Yeah, the six of you worked things out. It’s good for you.”

“Nothing good can come of this. I’ve got four son-in-laws coming, all of which have children with my daughters. I know how men get when they’re drunk. I am that man.”

“Mr. D, at least they won’t be cumming…eh?” Owin tries to make a joke elbowing at Ransom’s arm.

“You realize that your sister’s husbands will be here, too?” Owin’s face falls flat. “And Beck, and Joshua.”

“What does my son have anything to do with anything?”

“Bucky,” Steve taps him on the shoulder. “Your son…Aster…” he gestures his hands around. “Like, he’s my son-in-law but how do you think he became an expert in couples and sex.”

“That is my daughter!”

“Well…they were friends. She wanted Owin and Joshua to be her Man of Honors,” he turns to glare at Owin who holds his hands up.

“Hey, uh uh, me and Az kissed. She vomited and said my pee pee would be too big and hurt her. And she didn’t want to see it. She has, but she had no desire to see it sexually. It’s different.”

“I’m going to bed. Wake me up when this is over.”

“Ransom Drysdale, you will enjoy yourself.”

“This is going to be hilarious.”

“This is going to be chaos. I agree with the man.”

“Tell me about yours and my wife’s relationship!”

“No!” “Ugh!” “Why does he always ask that?” “Curtis you need to just tell the man.” “Why does it matter?”

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“Why are you and Beau so close?” Joshua asks Beau. A few had went outside to sit around the bonfire. And he had spent a ton of time watching Beau and Blade. “Aren’t you and Harry like ride or dies?”

“Harry has two wives. He’s a busy man.”

“I am. I really am,” he gives Joshua a big smile, but he only cocks up an eyebrow.

“You didn’t answer the first question.”

“We’re not in a session,” Beau starts to speak but Blade just holds his hand in front of him, halting him immediately.

“Interesting,” Joshua’s hand rubs over his chin and he gives them a devious smile. “Do you always follow orders Beau?”

“What?” Harry starts laughing and leans forward. “What is this? Did Blade find a way to be married and still be a whore?”

“Blade would you consider yourself to be a whore?”

“Would you, Joshie? You know, I did model my college years after you.”

“How so?”

Blade normally would never dare speak any of this. Blade normally is sober, and most people leave his bedroom life alone. “Well, I had a few best friends.”

“Don’t talk about my wives.”

“Two of them gave me a sexual awakening. Told me not to be pining after some girl who cheated on me. Taught me how to treat women in times of intense sex.”

“You’re talking about my wives!”

“Another, she couldn’t stay away. The only one beside my own wife to see my penthouse bedroom. Now this sweet little girl if I recall wanted to know everything about different types of sex. She had a crush on a psychiatrist that specialized in sex therapy, and she worried she wouldn’t be good enough for him.”

“You’ve moved on to his wife,” Harry groans, but he can’t believe the show. His eyes darting between him and Joshua, and even a few looks to Beau who just snickers.

“We taught each other so much. I respect the woman. She loves sex, and she wanted to show me. Taught her how to give the best blow jobs. How to ride dick.”

“Ehh,” Joshua shrugs. “Her blow job wasn’t great. I had to help her out a bit,” Blade’s face only falls. “I get it, you were young. I’m still lost on modeling the college years like me.”

“You had that one friend that you had the best sex ever, until you met your wife.”

“Man…Az, she needed me. She liked douche bags, and look what she got. The perfect moon man for her neurotic self.”

“Man,” Blade slaps his leg. “I can’t even try to be mad at you. You’re like Joshua fucking Barnes. I mean, you’re no James Rogers but girls fled to you! They wanted whatever you were dishing out. I wanted to impress James. I wanted to be you.”

“Yep, that’s creepy. Come by for a session, I can teach you some things about pleasuring your wife,” he goes to stand up, extending a hand to Blade, and his head flicks towards Beau, “His, too. Have a nice evening gentleman.”

“How the fuck did he know that?”

“You couldn’t keep a straight face,” Blade looks back at Joshua and then to Beau, “He just insulted me twice. I pleasure both our wives.”

“And I just lay there like a dead fish. Thanks.”

“Wow…this is amazing,” Harry nods his head. “I have…”

“Shut your mouth! I don’t want to hear anything about my sisters.”

“I’m waiting on Iris.”

“You’re never getting my wife!” James cackles from the porch. “That is property of James Carter Rogers.”

“It’s weird that him and Carter have the same name and they’re best friends,” Harry goes to lean back, nursing his beer more. “What’s up with that.”

“His egg donor is a narcissist, and her maiden name was Carter.”

“Oh…okay, that makes more sense.”

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Frank throws a horse shoe at the post, and reaches over to grab his beer. Jake can’t help but stand there and watch him. “Quit staring.”

“How come…I mean…I don’t even know.”

“I don’t like the crowds. I tend to keep to myself.”

“That’s not…you’re a good dad,” Frank turns and looks at him odd. “You love Iris still. Great with her kids. You created a life with a new woman, and you’re son has never got into trouble. How come you didn’t have more?” Frank only shrugs. “I didn’t enjoy splitting my time. One was enough. Plus Ye…she’s crazy. She needs my time.”

“Uh…Beau…and then I had Mary, and Iris came about every other weekend, and uh…yeah. But thanks…I think.”

“Frank! You and the puppy, let’s play some poker. Ransom and Steve had some edibles!” Ari looks outside to see his baby brother. Ari never tells him enough how proud he is of him. “Come on, this’ll be funny.”

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“Don’t do it.”

“You don’t do it. Take your hand off that phone.”

“You first.”

“But I really want to,” Carter pouts at his best friend. The two had already got a good buzz, and his finger hovers over his wife’s name in his phone. “I always FaceTime her when I’m out of town.”

“How do you do it?” James looks at his phone, tapping on it to see a family photo of them.

“I gotta go to the bathroom,” Carter goes to stand but James pulls him down and both men start hysterically laughing.

“Where were you going?”

“The bathroom,” Carter starts giggling uncontrollably, “I gotta go.”

“Why?” James screams out. His hands pleading for an answer.

“I wanna see her titties.”

“That escalated.”

“You asked how I did it. Phone sex.”

“Ransom!” Chris screams. “Carter is trying to have phone sex with your baby.”

“Oh like you’re innocent. You’ve got pictures of Lucy’s genitals in your shop,” Carter and James high five each other and Chris is now the one laughing.

“That is pictures of my art.”

“Story’s pussy is my rose petals,” he smirks and pounds his head on the table. It takes a moment too long for James to catch it, and then he starts screaming laughing.

“That picture behind your desk! I thought it looked…”

“Familiar?”

“I’ve never seen her pussy. Her tits yes, but a kid is always sucking on it. She’s like my sister. But…that picture of the rose is Story’s pussy?” Carter nods, throwing his head back and laughing. “Behind your desk? Who painted it?”

Carter points at his chest and tries to calm down to tell him more but he struggles. “There’s one in the vault that has her fingers in it.”

“You win. I’ve got a tattoo shop. You’ve got a…her spread pussy you turned into a rose and just popped it behind your desk. Wow. Genius. Amazing. Beck! How do you deal?”

Beck just shrugs. “You mean you didn’t do anything on the space ship?”

“I had pictures.”

“I gotta go.”

“If you go, then I gotta go. And, no go,” James shakes his head at Carter, “We’re stronger than this.”

“You may be, but I’m not. I’ve never gone to sleep without her. I gotta go.”

“Pussy whipped!” James screams after him.

“Every last one of us are pussy whipped,” Joshua walks past slapping his hand on the table. “Alla us. Not one of us better. But I ain’t even mad. Your father-in-law is laid out on the pool table tripping. He’s talking to Curtis.”

“Yeah, I’m good. I gotta call Ris.”

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“Why won’t you tell me?” Ransom whines staring up at the ceiling. He twists his head over to look at Curtis who lays beside him on the pool table and the rest of the men just are dying laughing in the room. “I’m too old for this shit. The room is spinning. If I sit up I’m gonna vomit.”

“You throw up on me, I hit you.”

“Don’t change the subject.”

“You changed it.”

“Were. You. Her. Dom?”

Curtis’ eyes clench closed and he starts laughing. “Why. Does. It. Matter?”

“Just blink if you were,” Ransom slings his head over with a groan, “I knew it! What did she call you?”

“You’ve been married for over forty years. Why do you need to know this?”

“Morbid curiosity. You were there for her when I couldn’t be, man. And that’s my woman. I’m her baby. And she pets me. I like her titties,” Curtis is now the one turning to look at Ransom with his eyes wide. “We have a good, safe, sexy as hell, sex life. Still jumping on the bed. Still making her cream herself. I’ve had her stuffed…”

“Ransom!” Steve yells. “Shut your mouth. That mouth gets you in trouble, and I don’t have a Kitten titty to put in it.”

“I do love her tits. Were you her Dom?”

“Oh. My. God!” Frank screams walking down the stairs. “I was going to bed, now there’s a bonding of Ransom and Curtis. Yes. He was her Dom. Geeze. Gotta listen to this shit for decades. Just fucking tell him.”

“I was her Dom. Ari help me up.”

“Wait…wait a damn minute,” Ransom sits up on the pool table and looks at the two men. His eyes blinking slowly, “Your husband is here. Ain’t none of us with our…Steven! TJ and Sammy are here together. Ari and Curtis get separated and so does TJ and Sammy if I have to be without Kitten everyone else is gonna be without their person. Carter and James just…poof.”

“They’re going to take a ragging from the rest of the young pack,” Steve sighs. “They’ve been FaceTiming their wives.”

“Curtis! Let’s go to bed buddy, I claim you, so we can talk,” Curtis groans, and pulls Ari in for a kiss. “That Little Princess will get pissed. Cut it out. Imma tell her you two wouldn’t quit touching.”

“No!” Both men shout. “She’ll cut our balls off.”

“Good.”

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“Where the fuck is Harry?” Blade asks sitting up on the couch. He looks at the counter of all the alcohol and sighs. “Who gave him Hennessy? Dammit. I’ve gotta find his sorry ass. He can’t hold it. I know that’s what happened.”

“I need someone to snuggle with. Any takers? Someone who gets nice and cold?” Owin looks around the room and not one person volunteers. “Fuck you all. Sammy boy! Let’s go.”

“I didn’t volunteer.”

“Didn’t ask. Your mine tonight. You are not allowed with TJ. Maybe he should go with Carter and James,” TJ groans. “What?”

“Carter is making a special call to Story. As many times as I’ve seen her tits, I have no desire anymore.”

“I thought you were gay.”

“Yeah. So? Made out with her a few times. Showered with her. Pretended to be her boyfriend. You know gay bestie shit. So no need to see her perfect tits.”

“They are nice,” everyone turns and looks at Joshua. “What? Emy said if she gets implants she wants them to look like Story’s, she agrees. Damn, anyone can see she’s got great tits.”

“Has your dad said something about her tits?” TJ beams at Joshua. Settling down to look at him.

“I guess. Maybe. I don’t know.”

“Ree is gonna love this! Other than Carter, your dad…her crush.”

“Yeah,” Owin settles down beside Joshua, “nobody has better lips than Emy.”

“If you like big big tits…Lo. Geeze, I can see what attracted Blade to her.”

“Az has great legs.”

“And Iris’s ass. Man…there’s some hot women in this group. Eva’s arms. I’d let that bicep choke me.”

“Christopher! That is my sister.”

“Lucy’s talked about her need for that too. I just grab harder to her hips. And pound into her.”

“Lucy’s hips,” Sammy straightens up when Chris scowls at him “Bisexual. I’ve always…well you know.”

“You dreamed about fucking my wife? And you never did?

“She’s just a kid.”

“Pft…I’m older. I’m surprised that chihuahua didn’t catch on to that.”

“I touched her boobs though. She caught me staring. I just want to lay on them.”

“They are nice beebs.”

“Shut up!” Blade huffs walking back in with a passed out Harry. “Everyone to bed. No more beeb and butt talk. None.”

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addictedtohobi · 8 months

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Happy Birthday again Yeonjun. It’s the 13th for me. It was an exciting time on your birthday. The debut vma stage, you guys winning your first moonman (VMA) and your amazing day. I hope you had a good day and made wonderful memories. I love you lots 💙🥰

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visionthefox · 1 year

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Omg hiiii I legit am here cause of your youtube comments I reply to em often but why for killcode moonman.... Killcode?????

HIII!! first thanks you for watching those!! I apreciate all your comments! even if I dont reply! know you make my day!! <3 and well, its not that I dont like KC! I though it would be a cool idea like a secod personality for Moon or something.. but the show never really give him any good use.. it wasnt an interesting bad guy, his redeption its short, and not well worked on, we dont have real motives to feel sorry, only him "fighting" his nature.. but thats Moon's arc! also, Moon is been an idiot for a while now, teh so called "smart one" has no real plans, no back up, no nothing to fight back? for real? I love Moon Man so much.. but he's a empty shell now..

#sams

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seven-thewanderer · 1 year

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okay my time back on Tumblr is running out, so I decided Imma give some lore on my Sun & Moon (and maybe Solar, but if I do I may do that tomorrow, or later)

So for Sun, he’s just a little silly guy. He loves to have fun with all the kids, and even with other animatronics. Sun is rare to get mad, but when he does, he’s really scary. Other than that, he’s just a nice lil’ silly guy. He can also get really invested into topics. Ask him about something he’s interested in, and he’ll start talking about it so much, that if he could breathe he’d start running out of breath while telling you about the thing he is very interested in. Sun also needs things to be perfect. The order of the barrels in the stack, all of the balls must stay in the ball pit, the stuff toys must stay in the stuff toy section, and the harder toys must stay in the toy box, all of these things must be perfect. If one thing is off, he’ll flip and start panicking (I feel like some kids in the daycare would tell him that a ball is missing from the ball pit, and he’d start counting them all. Every. Single. One. Just to find out if a ball is actually missing or not.) Sun’s also really energetic. Like, really energetic. It’s like he runs off of Sundrop candies & Fizzy Faz. It would take a lot of playing for him to run out of energy.

I think that’s enough about Sun, so let’s move onto Moon

Moon is very shy. Now this very much contradicts with the game and the book(s?) because Moon’s an evil gremlin, he wants to kill you! The book even states that he was made to be the evil side, because Sun & Moon were theater bots. But, this is my version of them, and plus I made this lore before I even knew they were theater kids, and before I knew that Moon was just always evil. But anyways, Moon is a shy lil’ babey, and he always tries his hardest during his shift. Moon would always do whatever he could for the little kids to help them rest, like for example: reading them bedtime stories, singing them lullabies, he’ll cradle them, he’d even go and get warm milk for them if they needed it. He also has Moondrop candies for desperate measures only. However, Moon also doesn’t like messing up, like if he was bringing warm milk for a child, but then tripped on a left-out toy, and spilled it all, he would actively start crying in front of all of the children. Moon also doesn’t like being in the daycare when Sun’s out (I feel like here’s a good place to clarify that if it wasn’t obvious, my Sun & Moon are in separate bodies) (for now), because the bright lights and the yelling from all of the kids are too overwhelming for him, so normally he’s sleeping in their room when Sun’s out. Moon also doesn’t talk to people much, only to Sun & the kids most of the time. This is because he’s very shy, and whenever he talks to someone he isn’t comfortable talking to, he fidgets a lot, and if they point it out, he starts to mumble & fidget more. Another thing about Moon is that he’s very insecure about how he looks. He doesn’t like when the kids try & pull off his nightcap because he’s “bald” (the kids love to make fun of him for that, and it hurts his feelings), and he also tries not to smile while showing his teeth, because the kids call him a vampire (he kind of has fangs, so the kids call him a vampire because of it. He doesn’t like being called a vampire). He also really loves having his nightcap, so if it ever goes missing, then he won’t even want to go out of his room, let alone be seen by anybody who isn’t Sun.

I think that’s all I have for Moon, but there’s one last thing I wanna talk about for the 2 of them:

their nicknames for each other!

Moon’s nicknames for Sun:

Sunny

Sunrise

Sundrop

Sunnyrise

Sunnydrop

Sunset

Starbeam

Dawn

Sunflower

Sun’s nicknames for Moon:

Moony

Moondrop

Moonrise

Moonydrop

Moonyrise

Starlight

Cresent

Dusk

Moonflower

And some nicknames for the two from the children!

The nicknames for Sun:

Sunny

Sun man

Star

Mr Sun

The nicknames for Moon:

Moonman

Moonface

Vampire Moon

Baldy

Mr Moon (very rare)

Sun clone

Yeah, most of the nicknames they have for Moon aren’t very nice…

And then there’s Sun & Moon’s nicknames for the kids!

Sun’s nicknames for them:

My little sunrays

My sunbeams

Sunlights

Little sparks (cus they’re little sparks of energy)

Moon’s nicknames for them:

My little stars

Starlights

Moonlights

My little owls

And to end this off, the rules that Sun & Moon (mainly Sun) have for the daycare:

Play nice

Clean up if you make a mess

Do NOT poop in the ballpit (nor pee in there too)

When it’s time for bedtime, please go to bed

Do not be mean (especially to Moon)

Always be nice

Try to help out too!

Do not hurt anyone in the daycare (and out of the daycare too)

Do not leave without permission

Have fun!!

Stop bullying Moon (added by Sun at the bottom of the list in red marker)

They’d have a blue sign by the security desk that has these rules

but anyways, that’s all I can think of for lore of my Sun & Moon

if anyone ever has questions, you can ask! Though I’ll probably be gone, I will try to answer them whoever I can (if I even get questions)

#sun & moon #sun & moon lore #daycare attendant #FNAF #security breach #Also a lot of their lore is kind of based off of me #Like for example: Sun talking about a topic so much that’d he run out of breath if he could breathe #I do that #but I’m not gonna clarify every little thing that was taken from me & thrown into their lore #because that’s not too important

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thequietmanno1 · 1 year

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Thelreads, MHA 269, Replies

1) “Nope, no flashback to Aizawa, Mic and Cloudy, we`re still at the lap of Napiness, right as Shigaraki`s about to wet his bed- well, wet his floor with his bed that is.”- What’d you expect when his alarm clock was the equivalent of an air-raid siren? 2) “Now please let`s go to the next page because she`s scaring me”- Sorry to say, the nightmare fuel doesn’t exactly run dry by this point. Shit’s gonna get dark here, mark my words. 3) “Oh, right, he needs an activation command. Well, I think the Doc can still hit a few buttons and unleash him, so y`all better move yo asses there ASAP, because the alarm is about to be turned off.”- Mirko moves super-fast, but sound is even faster, Doc never had a hope of pressing that button once Mic had a clear line of fire. 4) “Oh, sorry dude, you think you can actually stop Mic? Well, prepare for the biggest “fuck off” you ever heard on your entire life. “- He reserved that for Tomura – and more importantly, the Doc. Gotta a nice big earful of that slammed into his head before Mic’s fist did. 5) “OH SHIT I THOUGHT THAT THING WAS REALLY GOING TO BREAK ANY SECOND, HOW THE FUCK IS IT STILL HOLDING UP?”- The Doc wanted Tomura as protected as he could possibly before from outside interference – and also, given the tank seems to be similar to the one the High-end were incubated in, they’d need to be strong enough to contain them if they tried using their enhanced strength to break out. Granted, it’s unclear if this would stop Tomura if he wanted to break out, but luckily, he’s still not conscious… 6) “I CAN HEAR THE DUCKTALES MOON THEME PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND”- Well, he sure couldn’t, after getting his eardrums blown out by that sonic boom. 7) “OH THAT`S GONNA BE A GOOD PUNCH, ISN`T IT?

THERE`S NO TIME TO THINK ABOUT THE PAST MIC, BREAK EVERY TEETH THAT MAN HAS, SHOW HIM THE POWER OF THE BANANA HAIR, GO YOU LITTLE FUNKY LOUD MOONMAN “-The first of many, many karmic blows against this man to come. Karma has arrived, and it’s gonna be a messy one, given what he’s done to the humans he’s been experimenting on. 8) “YEAH MIC, FUCK HIM UP!

PAYBACK FOR MAKING YOUR HUSBANDO SAD! THAT`S THE SHIT! LET YOUR HANDS DO THE TALKING, AND BOY ARE THEY GONNA BE LOUD WITH THIS GUY”-Best part is how Garaki’s eardrums being blown means he can’t tell what Mic is saying to offer some excuse why he shouldn’t get punched in the face, so he can’t weasel out of Karmic retribution anymore. 9) “yeah yeah, cry me a river- you`re definitely gonna be crying once Mic is done turning your face into a pancake.”-This was actually genuinely disturbing for me the first time reading it. Those tears aren’t because his dreams and ambitions have been shattered, it’s because AFO’s ambitions through Tomura have been stopped. He might be a mad scientist, but at his core Garaki is a true-blue Kool-aid drinking believer in AFO’s plans and ambitions, and will sacrifice anything for them. Knowing that he holds such a detestable man on such a pedestal honestly made me hate Garaki even more. 10) “HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

AND THAT ONE IS DOWN

HOLY SHIT THEY OBLITERATED HER, SHE DIDN`T EVEN GOT A FIGHTING CHANCE”- The High-Ends are a unique case, because they’re both crafty and powerful enough that lethal force is the best preventive measure. Them being psychotic villains pre-operations mitigates the morality of killing them somewhat. 11) “OH FUCK THERE IS GONNA BE A TWIST

I DON`T LIKE THIS. I DONT LIKE THIS AT ALL”- Despite it all, he’s still smiling…. @thelreads

#bnha #thelreads #chapter replies #my hero academia #mha 269

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