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notfye · 19 days ago
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my avoidant style may be backfiring in spectacular fashion
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airaibunny · 1 year ago
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BRATTY/DEGRADING/ETC SMUT PROMPTS
1. “i can’t keep going” - “aw, too bad. i don’t care”
2. “i dont care who’s outside”
3. “do you want them to hear you being such a slut?”
4. “what if i don’t?”
5. “i promise i’ll start being good, just please…”
6. “make me”
7. “that sounds like an excuse, i want a confession”
8. “you don’t get to tell me what to do”
9. “that’s strike 3”
10. “if you stop, i’ll stop”
11. “no more, please, i can’t”
12. “where are your manners?”
13. “i hear an acknowledgement, not an apology, do you want 3 more?”(the ‘it’ can be anything)
14. “what did you say?”
15. “try that again”
16. “no, you don’t get to touch”
17. “beg for it”
18. “i said no”
19. “i mean, i got what i wanted, didn’t i?”
20. “stop pushing, it won’t end well”
21. “you don’t need anything, you want it”
22. “say it”
23. “use your words”
24. “i can’t understand you”
25. “i can’t read your mind”
26. “could he/she do it better?”
27. “do you wish it was *name* touching you right now?”
28. “take it like a good girl and stop whining”
29. “that’s whining, i thought we talked about that”
30. “sluts don’t get to make requests”
31. “what happened? you wanted this so bad five minutes ago”
32. “stop talking”
33. “did i give you permission to talk?”
34. “you don’t understand how angry i am right now”
35. “be still” - “i can’t” - “yes you can, do you want to find out what will happen if you don’t?”
36. “why are you already squirming?”
37. “cut it out” - “what do you mean? i’m not doing anything”
38. “come here, now”
39. “you can barely speak, so cute”
40. “i’m tired of you speaking, i need something in your mouth”
41. “if i have to stop this car, i’m going to make sure you can’t walk out of it without my help”
42. “you really don’t deserve this”
43. “i didn’t mean to, i’m sorry”
44. “don’t cum until i tell you to”
45. “what if i just leave you here, wet and needy?”
46. “what’s the safe word? you’re going to need it”
47. “what are you going to do? punish me?”
48. “i really don’t care that we’re in public”
49. “keep it up, you won’t like the situation you end up in”
50. “who do you think you are?”
51. “grab the handcuffs and come back here”
52. “no, you’re in trouble, you don’t get to demand”
53. “liar”
54. “stop teasing me”
55. “i like it when you’re mad”
56. “punish me”
57. “are you going to stop me?”
58. “shut up”
59. “no, you started this, now you’re going to finish it”
60. “clean my fingers, this is your mess”
61. “did you really think that would work? cute”
62. “bad girls/sluts don’t get to cum”
63. “can you tell me what you did wrong?”
64. “explain what you did, if you don’t finish before you cum, you don’t get to finish again for the rest of the night”
65. “you’re being particularly insufferable today”
66. “you’re such a fucking slut/whore/cunt”
67. “make me cry”
68. “ruin me”
69. “you’re not in a position to make demands”
70. “if you ever pull a stunt like that again, i won’t wait until we get to our bedroom”
71. “say that again, i dare you”
72. “i’m going easy on you, you should be getting the belt right now”
73. “what happened to my good girl?”
74. “what would the others think of this? their innocent little maknae being such a whore”
75. “you’ll cum as many times as i want, got it?”
76. “look what you did”
77. “i should edge you”
78. “stop moving, you’ll take what i give you”
79. “swallow"
80. "i'll untie you if you're good"
81. “i want to make a mess of you"
82. “you think your begging is going to change my mind?"
83. “i don't care that you're sorry"
84. “don’t argue with me”
85. “you royally fucked up”
86. “you heard me”
87. “don’t make me repeat myself”
88. “hurry up, if you take too long i won’t touch you”
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Prompts I’ve seen/found online that I have used an inspiration for many things, but mainly DP X DC stuff.
There’s 200 prompts/quotes in there
1. They match each other’s freak to a degree that is dangerous to the public.
2. People often mistake me for an adult because of my age.
3. “I have a solution.”
“Thank goodness.”
“It involves fire.”
“Absolutely not.”
4. Why are you hiding behind me? What did you do?
5. We can’t have a crisis - my schedule is already full!
6. “What’s our exit strategy?”
“Our what?”
“We’re all going to die.”
7. That is a terrible, horrible, incredibly foolish idea. Let’s do it and see what happens.
8. “This coffee tastes weird.”
“That’s probably because it’s not coffee.”
9. “Can I bother you for a second?”
“You always bother me, but go ahead.”
10. “Are you mad?”
“No.”
“So sharpening knives at 2am is just a hobby?”
11. I’m going to give my inner child a gun.
12. Your inability to learn complicated handshakes is tearing this gang apart.
13. I get so affectionate when I’m sleepy it’s disgusting.
14. Leaving a watermelon on someone’s doorstep in the middle of the night is a pretty inexpensive way to occupy a portion of their mind forever.
15. No offence to myself or anything but what the fuck am I doing.
16. I would love to be mysterious but I never shut the fuck up.
17. The divorce rate amongst my socks is astonishing.
18. Adulthood is a scam I want to be a crow.
19. Good morning! God has let me live another day and I’m about to make it everybody’s problem.
20. My house is haunted because I live there.
21. That’s my emotional support entity of questionable moral standing.
22. God released me into the wild and now he’s hunting me for sport.
23. No, no you don’t want to get to know me, I’m better as a concept.
24. I can’t wait until I’m old enough to pretend I can’t hear.
25. Do birds every just fly for fun or are they always on some kind of mission?
26. The older I get the more I understand why roosters scream to start their day.
27. ‘You’ll understand when you’re older.’ I am older and I understand absolutely nothing.
28. Source? It was revealed to me in a delusion.
29. Why do drugs after 30 when you can just stand up too fast?
30. I won’t ever be the bigger person in an argument. God made me 5’ for a reason.
31. This meeting could have been a fist fight.
32. I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m never going to have a midlife crisis because my entire fucking life is a crisis.
33. Anyone fancy going off the fucking rails with me I’ve had enough.
34. Go ahead and get in the pond since you wanna act like a silly goose.
35. My life is like a romantic comedy except there’s no romance and it’s just me laughing at my own jokes.
36. Who the fuck decided to call it ‘emotional baggage’ and not ‘griefcase?’
37. I don’t have a nervous system. I am a nervous system.
38. “What makes us human?”
“Selecting all of the images with traffic lights.”
39. Don’t let anyone else ruin your day. It’s your day. Ruin it yourself.
40. The sixth love language is combat.
41. “I just told you 2 minutes ago.”
“I do not control the remember.”
42. Due to not wanting to. I will not be.
43. My flabbers be gasted daily.
44. “Are you seeing anyone?”
“Like a hallucination, a therapist, or a person?”
45. “You’re the most ridiculous person I’ve ever met.”
“Thank you I try my best.”
46. I tried to embrace my inner child today and the little asshole bit me.
47. I think my dark under eye circles are adding to the aesthetic actually.
48. Being smart has never stopped me from being a complete fucking idiot.
49. Next time I’m opening up to someone will be at my autopsy.
50. Too many songs about love. Not enough song about sword fights.
51. “You’re cute.”
“I’m feral and chaotic, don’t touch me.”
52. I’m not as unhinged as I could be and I want everyone to be great full for that.
53. How dare you know stuff about things.
54. “I have a plan.”
“Is it a good one?”
“I have a plan.”
55. “Are you decent?”
“Not morally, but I’m wearing pants if that’s what you’re asking.”
56. I may have the right to remain silent but I do not have the ability.
57. I don’t want to look ‘pretty.’ I want to look otherworldly and vaguely threatening.
58. If you ever feel safe please remember that I’m out there.
59. “I’m too good for revenge.”
“Well I’m not. Give me the gun.”
60. “You know I really feel like we aren’t seeing eye to eye.
“It’s because you’re taller than me asshole.”
61. “They rely on you.”
“I can’t be blamed for their lack of judgment..”
62. Well, aren’t you a little Ray of pitch black.
63. I can get behind murder but I draw the line at misogyny.
64. In my defence your honour, I simply do not vibe with the law.
65. Life is a tornado and I’m just the cow being spun around for cinematic value.
66. You can burn all the sage you want, I’ll be back.
67. I believe in holding grudges. I’ll heal in hell.
68. You know…they make medication for the way you act.
69. I like men with massive, throbbing vocabularies.
70. My swear jar could finance the fucking space program.
71. “Well if you want my opinion-”
“I don’t. I have my own.”
72. I’m awake but not operational.
73. Due to personal reasons I’ll be going back to sleep.
74. The bags under my eyes are Prada.
75. I identify as a threat. My pronouns are try/me.
76. Audacity must be on sale this year…
77. “Have you ever been handcuffed?”
“Sexually or by law enforcement?”
78. I don’t like salad or eye contact.
79. “Come here.”
“Why?”
“Just come here.”
“No you’re gonna hit me!”
80. “I didn’t catch your name.”
“I didn’t throw it.”
81. I have to keep reminding myself that I am an adult and will be charged as one.
82. Apparently ‘spite’ is not an appropriate answer to ‘what motives you?’
83. There is a fine line between my crazy and my intelligence. I use that line like a jump rope.
84. I don’t know where you got your opinion but I hope you kept the receipt.
85. Sometimes when I close my eyes…I can’t see.
86. Is being stupid a profession or are you just gifted?
87. Some days the supply of available curse words is insufficient to meet my demands.
88. I’m running out of reasons to not stab you.
89. When I said ‘how stupid can you be?’ It wasn’t a challenge.
90. Love at first sight? Tired, boring. Love at first assassination attempt? Spicy.
91. I’m sorry I don’t take orders. I barley take suggestions.
92. And that’s a wrap on another day where I acted like I knew what I was doing.
93. Now if you’ll excuse me…tonight’s bad decision isn’t going to make itself.
94. I take super hot showers to practice burning in hell.
95. I wanna be 14 again and ruin my life differently. I have new ideas.
96. Don’t be ashamed of who you are. That’s your parent’s job.
97. Being an adult is the dumbest thing I’ve ever done.
98. If I’m ever murdered, feel comfort in knowing I ran my mouth until the bitter end.
99. My spirit animal would fucking eat yours.
100. Some people will only like you if you fit inside their box. Don’t be afraid to shove that box up their ass.
101. I wonder if people look both ways before getting on my fucking nerves.
102. If I was a bird, I know who I’d shit on.
103. Giving a fuck doesn’t really go with my outfit.
104. I’m not insulting you, I’m describing you.
105. Life is full of disappointments and I just added you to the list.
106. And then I decided to take a detour to deliver an ass beating.
107. I wanna contribute to the chaos.
108. I’m gay and also stronger than all of you. So don’t try any shit.
109. With all due respect, which is none
110. What, pray tell, the fuck?
111. My arson charges don’t define me.
112. Those are bold words for someone in stabbing range.
113. I don’t understand your specific kind of crazy but I do admire your total commitment to it.
114. I am not above slashing my own tires to avoid going to this family brunch.
115. I don’t want to heal my inner child I want them to get revenge.
116. In order to insult me I must first value your opinion. Nice try though.
117. There’s someone for everyone and the person for you is a psychiatrist.
118. Keep rolling your eyes, maybe you’ll find a brain back there.
119. I think my guardian angel drinks.
120. In my defence, I was left unsupervised.
121. I believe in you. I also believe in Bigfoot so don’t get too excited.
122. If you figure me out I want an explanation.
123. I don’t think I meet the height requirements to ride your emotional roller coaster.
124. When killing them with kindness doesn’t work, try voodoo.
125. Another fine day ruined by responsibility.
126. You call them swear words. I call them sentence enhancers.
127. Stop petting my peeves.
128. What a year this week has been.
129. Don’t follow me I don’t know where I’m going.
130. Due to unfortunate circumstances, I am awake.
131. I didn’t say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you.
132. Please don’t interrupt me while I’m ignoring you.
133. Everyone has the right to be stupid but you’re abusing the privilege.
134. I just know I will die trying to pet something I shouldn’t.
135. At this point, if a clown invited me into the woods, I’d just go.
136. I told him to take care of his eyes because they’re the only balls he has.
137. The trash gets picked up tomorrow. Be ready.
138. My last words will probably be sarcastic.
139. We don’t have time to unpack all that.
140. I may have committed light treason.
141. How is ‘pretty boy’ supposed to be an insult? I’m the prettiest goddamn boy in this town.
142. I’m not interested in being polite or heterosexual.
143. “Based on statistical evidence, I’m immortal.”
“How so?”
“Haven’t died yet.”
144. I’m just here to establish an alibi.
145. Take the day off from being the bigger person and choose violence, you deserve it.
146. Forgive and forget? I’m neither Jesus nor do I have alzheimers.
147. People are so ungrateful. No one ever thanks me for having the patience to not kill them.
148. “I can see your bra.”
“Fucking good it was expensive.”
149. Sir, that’s my emotional support knife collection.
150. My idea of ‘help from above’ is a sniper on the roof.
151. “We’re surrounded!”
“Excellent, we can attack in any direction!
152. Lord give me patience or an untractable handgun.
153. Step back! I’m a professional idiot!
154. “Trust your gut.”
“I have anxiety. My gut is always telling me to abort mission.”
155. Keep your morals away from me.
156. Your existence gives me a headache go stand over there.
157. What, from the bottom of my heart, the fuck?
158. My heart is not a home for cowards.
159. Underestimate me so I can embarrass you.
160. “It’ll be easy. You just have to seduce them.”
“You’re kidding, right? I’m about as seductive as a cabbage.”
161. You’ve got heart, kid. Several hearts. Honestly, I’m a little scared of you.
162. It takes a very special kind of idiot to pull off what you just did.
163. I’m no doctor - but I think he’s dead.
164. I love you. You enormously stubborn pain in the ass.
165. “What brings you here?”
“A continuum of terrible choices.”
“You’d be surprised to know how often people say that.”
166. “I thought we agreed to tell each other when we were bleeding internally.”
“That’s a very specific promise I don’t remember making.”
167. “Did you really google how to flirt with a girl?”
“What? How’d you know that?”
“You do realise there’s a search history?”
168. “I’m gonna…”
“If you kick down the door, I swear…”
“I’M GONNA PUNCH IT WITH MY FOOT!”
169. “Is it still murder if I give them a heads up?”
“That’s a threat.”
“Damn.”
170. Surprise! I’m back from the dead! Isn’t that exciting?
171. Don’t mind me, I’ll just be in the corner, having another existential crisis.
172. I’d agree with you, but then we’d both be wrong.
173. You’re important to me you piece of shit.
174. “Why are your hands purple?”
“That’s a very good question.”
175. Can someone turn off the sun please?
176. “I had a thought.”
“Oh no.”
“I swear it’s a good one this time!”
177. I’ve met bread smarter than you.
178. “Please stop getting shot, it stresses me out.”
“Oh, well if YOU don’t like it.”
179. Dude, we are not asking the dragon for directions.
180. You’ve got as much charm as a dead slug.
181. For you, I could steal the stars - but I can also get them through legitimate means, if that impresses you more.
182. I am under no obligation to make sense to you.
183. You smile like an idiot when you’re talking to them.
184. Don’t you sign to me in that tone.
185. Excuse me. I have to go make a scene.
186. “Shut up.”
“I didn’t say anything.”
“Don’t care. Shut up.”
187. Now that I made it weird, I’m going to make my exit.
188. So uh, I noticed you’re kinda naked. Is that intentional or…?
189. “Do you trust me?”
“No.”
“Smart man.”
190. Well, if you’d woken up properly the first time I kicked you, I wouldn’t have had to do it four more times.
191. “I have NEVER been so insulted.”
“You don’t listen much, do you?”
192. “Don’t you know who I am?”
“Yup. I just don’t care.”
193. I didn’t really know what I was getting myself into. I just thought it would be amusing.
194. I would tell you to be yourself but that almost got us killed last time.
195. “Why aren’t you worshipping me, mortal?”
“Not interested. Thanks.”
196. “I’d rather be dead.”
“Then I have some good news for you.”
197. “Did you hear that scream?”
“Yes, I’m the one who screamed.”
198. “What happened to your-”
“I lost a bet.”
“Why-”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
199. Reading way above my grade level didn’t get me as far in life as I had hoped.
200. Due to foreseen circumstances well within my control I will be late.
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shinestarhwaa · 1 year ago
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CHANCES || CHOI JONGHO
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Genre: Fluff, Smut
Pairing: Jongho x Fem reader
Word Count: 2.8K
Tags/warnings: First love!AU, Aged up!Jongho (in like late 20s), dom!Jongho, sub!reader, fingering, dirty talk, Jongho is obsessed with your boobs, bigdick!Jongho, blowjob, praise kink, unprotected sex, creampie, the occasional spank
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ENJOY!
You never expected to run into your first love again like this. You can still remember yourself staring at him in class all day, forgetting to do your homework because he was on your mind. You still think about when he helped you out in Physics and when he kissed you on your lips the first time.
Many days, weeks, months and years passed since that year and you had lost contact with him in the chaos of being a young adult. But here you are, standing in the grocery store near your new house in Seoul and there he stood as well.
More handsome than ever, his black hair parted in the middle, wearing thick black glasses and a beige coat. You already thought he looked good and was cute back then, but now? He turned into a man.
For a second you thought he noticed you, but he was looking at a big jar of pasta sauce instead. You felt your heart sting a little bit as you looked into his grocery cart. Did he have a family? He must be 28, 29 right now, right? God, you don't want him to have a family of his own.
It was stupid, you hadn't seen him in at least 10 years and you had never had an official relationship with him but he was Jongho. Somehow you always felt that he was yours. You couldn't decide if you wanted to walk away or walk up to him, but you didn't need to because suddenly your eyes met and he nearly dropped the jar of pasta from shock. He quickly put it in his cart and rushed over to you.
Jongho stared at you in shock for a good minute, and tears welled up in your eyes. How embarrassing, you thought to yourself. "Y/N? Y/N Y/L/N? Is that you? Oh my- I can't believe this," he laughed. You smiled and nodded. "It is me, actually."
"What are you doing here? Didn't you move to Canada?" "I did... But I... I came back because... I felt like I had to be here," you confessed. You would never admit that it was because you felt like you had unfinished business in Korea that most likely had to do with Jongho.
"We should really catch up sometime," Jongho smiled. "Oh yeah, 100%, I- Oh well actually I live like 2 minutes away from here, why don't you come over for a cup of coffee right away?" You offered. Jongho nodded enthusiastically. "I'd love that, I'll go to the check out counter and wait for you."
"Wah, this appartment is quite amazing," Jongho said as he looked around the living room. You quickly stored your groceries in the fridge and made him a cup of coffee. "Thank you, I'm very proud of it," you admitted.
"So when did you get back?" Jongho asked as he sat down on your couch. "I came back last month, officially moved in here a week ago. My friends helped out a lot to get it nice and clean here." You put the coffee down on the table and took place beside him, batting your eyelashes at him flirtatiously, kind of unintentionally.
"Only a week? Wow, fresh," he grinned, "so you got sick of Canada?" "Well, I just... I had a good time but I didn't belong there," you confessed, "I feel like I belong here, I truly missed Korea, and I'm so happy to see my old friends again, and now you... it's incredible. It's like we never spend 10 years apart. Like I talked to you yesterday."
Jongho smiled and gently patted your shoulder. "It is, I still can't believe I am talking to you. I never expected to see you again, actually." "No, I know, me neither... It sucks how we lost contact all those years ago... Wow you... matured well," you giggled.
The man in front of you looked exquisite, to say the least. He was so fine and defined, with the whole hot boyfriend look and the expensive watch on his wrist. It felt like a k-drama moment to you. You felt now was the perfect moment to ask more about his current life.
"So, a lot of groceries, you must have... a family now?" You asked. Jongho laughed and drank a bit from his coffee before leaning back and resting his arms on the back- and armrest of the couch. "In a way."
You gave him a confused look, wondering what he meant by that. "If you mean like... married with children, no, I'm single, actually. But I live with a couple of friends, they're my family."
If you were completely honest you felt so relieved to hear he was single because the way his face looked just made your panties hypothetically drop. "Not married? You?" You asked in disbelief. "Yeah, I had a longterm relationship, I dated Kim Gayoung for 3 years, do you remember her from Biology?"
"Oh yeah, I do remember Gayoung. You didn't work it out with her?"
"No, she ended up being a liar and a serial cheater so I cut ties with her. We lived together so I had to move in with my friends. I'm still looking for an apartment of my own."
You sighed and shook your head. "I could never imagine cheating on you, I mean, didn't she realize she had gold in her hands?" Jongho looked at you, slightly flustered but also amused. His ego grew a little, or actually more than a little at your comment. Gold, huh?
It was silent while you drank your coffee, until Jongho broke the silence. "Do you ever think back about our... You know, our time together?" You swallowed thickly before nodding your head.
"All the time, actually. More... More than I would like to admit. I don't think I ever had... closure... I could never truly get over you. It's a shame how we never got to... You know... Be together."
Jongho nodded and scooched closer to you. "But we're both single people, aren't we?" You nodded slowly.
"And we're both interested in and attracted to each other, hm?"
You nodded again.
"So why don't we give it a second chance? A real one this time."
Another nodd.
"Please speak up cause I need consent before I kiss you," he laughed. You giggled and nodded again, "yes, I would really like that, actually."
And finally after almost 10 years he pressed his lips on yours again, and you felt just like you did back then. The 18-year old girl inside you was screaming and jumping while you tried to focus on his lips, taking all of the sensations in. You felt so extremely lucky to be in his arms right now, lips moving againsy each others' as his hand slid up and down your thigh. Nobody could ever take this moment away from you.
The kiss soon enough turned into a make-out session with more passion than you've ever felt before. Jongho seemed to be sure of what he's doing as his hands slid under your skirt to rub your crotch. You broke off the kiss and looked him in the eye.
"Oh sorry, did I go too far?" He quickly apologized as he retracted his hand from your clothed pussy. "N-No, I just got startled," you panted. You took his hand and brought it to the space between your legs again. A cocky smirk grew on his lips as he rubbed his fingers on your wet panties, feeling your arousal on the soft fabric.
"Already, darling?" He asked in a low tone. You felt like you were flying, genuinely on your way to heaven. You nodded and gasped when he yanked your panties down and felt up your soaking cunt, sliding his middlefinger inside.
"Y-You're just so hot and it brought all the fantasies back to life," you admitted as you choked on your own moans. "You fantasized about me?" "God, yes I did, I still regret never going beyond that kiss, fuck, I really wanted you, I was just scared."
"Well, I'm here to make your fantasies come true now," he whispered in your ear as he slid another finger inside you, pumping them in and out and curling them until he found the perfect angle, the best angle to make you squirm and moan out his name.
"Oh, Oh God, Jongho!" You whined out as he picked up his pace, fucking you hard on his fingers. The squelching off your wetness was like music to his ears and drew all the blood from his body to his dick. It swell up inside his pants, straining against the fine material. He wanted to release it, take it out and fuck you raw right here on this couch but he had never done anything with you before, so he told himself to put you first.
You took off your own sweater and unclasped your bra, tits falling free onto your chest. His eyes went wide and his mouth immediately attached to your nipples, sucking and licking them as if his life depended on it. Your skirt shoved up more and more as he abused your cunt with his hand, displaying your wet pussy.
"Look at that pretty pussy," Jongho grunted as he latched on your tits. He wanted to kiss them, suck them, lick them, bite them. God, were they perfect to him. "Pretty pussy, fucking pretty tits." He sucked harder on your nipples, causing you to moan louder and fuck yourself on his fingers, moving your hips along with him.
Your body started to shake when he rubbed his thumb on your clit, moving it in circles as he pressed down lightly on it. "That's it baby, look at you cumming so prettily for me, that's it, give it to me baby, let go for me and cum on my fingers," he cooed. You felt the immense pleasure wash over you as he got you through your orgasm, kissing your breasts again as he pulled his fingers away from you. He licked them off and savoured the taste of your arousal, making him moan ever so slightly.
"Good girl," he smirked as he kissed your chest once more. You shoved your skirt down, and realized you were completely naked while he still had everything but his shoes and coat on. How unfair, you thought.
You began to strip him from his clothes, his black shirt unbuttoned and now on the floor. Your fingers fiddled with the buckle of his belt before finally getting it open. Jongho discarded his pants and underwear and showed off his rockhard cock, standing proudly against his stomach.
"Fuck, Jongho," you cursed as your mouth watered at the sight of him. He was fucking hung and you wanted nothing more than to have him in your mouth.
"Fuck, Y/N," he cursed as you got on your knees in front of him and took his hard cock in your mouth, sucking him off. Your head bobbed up and down in his lap and he ran his hands through your hair, making a ponytail out of it so your hair would not fall back into your face.
"That's it baby, suck it, yeah, fuck, suck my cock," he grunted. "God, I've been dreaming about this for so long, wanted this for so long," he moaned. You could cry out of happiness, feeling so overwhelmed but so aroused by the presence of this man.
"Oh my God, you take it so well, look at you princess, yeah, just a little more," he groaned, "fit it all in there baby, come on, you can do it, yeah just like that, just like that, who's a good girl? Fuck, that's it, precious!"
You went faster and took all of him in your mouth, tears burning in your eyes as his cockhead touched the back of your throat. "God, yes!" He moaned out louder. His cock twitched in your throat, signaling you that he was close. He quickly pulled out of your mouth, making you whine out his name. "Sorry baby, I wanna cum inside your pussy and make it cream nicely for me," he panted.
You bit your lip and nodded as you took him to your bedroom as quickly as possible and you laid down on the soft sheets. "God, baby, will you let me fuck you like this?" Jongho asked as he hovered above you.
"Yes, please, fuck me raw, fuck my pussy like you mean it," you moaned as he slid his hard dick inside you. "Oh, fuck, I do mean it baby, I mean all of it, I fucking mean it so bad."
Jongho started to fuck you relentlessly, releasing all of his passion and desire in this moment. The sound of your skin slapping together and the melodious moans coming from your throat created a sinful symphony that you and Jongho - and probably your neighbours - would be thinking about for a long time.
"Your pussy is so fucking perfect, so fucking perfect for me," he moaned as he pushed himself all the way in, ramming his dick in there as if it was his last day on earth.
"J-Jongho! Fuck!" You screamed as his thrusts got harder and faster before they turned sloppy. "I'm so close baby, I'm gonna fill your pussy with my cum. I'm gonna fucking fill you up with my cum and then I'm gonna fuck you again, and again, and again," he moaned.
With a few more thrusts Jongho came inside you with furrowed brows and low grunts. You whined as he pulled out of you and turned you around. You rested on your elbows and put your ass up, legs spread for his easy access.
He pumped his cock a few times again and sank back in, wincing at the sensitivity from his orgasm. "Oh, Oh yeah, that's it," he moaned as he fucked your tight pussy again, smacking his hand on the soft flesh of your ass.
"J-Jongho, oh my God! Yes!" You couldn't bring out anything else but his name and all the curse words you could think of. "Is it that good huh, baby? Is my cock filling you up that nicely? Got you all fucked dumb already, didn't I? Fuck you're so good for me, such a good and nice pussy, I'm gonna fucking cum inside you again and fill your hole 'til everything's leaking out."
You had never imagined Jongho to speak such filthy words to you but you weren't complaining at all. All you could do is moan and whine and let him have his way with you. Before you knew it he send you to cloud 9 as you orgasmed again, clenching down on his cock.
"Fuck, such a good pussy, clenching on my dick like that," he grunted. He spanked your ass again before cumming deep inside you again, pumping you full with his hot cum. You could only whine at the feeling of it, your heart burning with passion and desire.
He pulled out of you again and rolled you on your back once again. Your make-up was all smudgy and messed up and Jongho just felt himself get hard again at the sight.
"I'm gonna fuck your pussy again, Y/N, gonna fuck it again, gonna fuck it and make you take all the cum I can give you. You can take it, can't you?"
You were overwhelmed with his dirty talk and his stamina. Sure, you expected him to be good in bed but this? No you never expected that. Yet, you nodded and spread your legs again to let him inside you again.
His large cock stretched your walls for the third time that night and you cried out his name. Your pussy started to clench down on him again immediately, making him cry out, panting out your name. "Y/N, fuck, you little minx, I fucking love your pussy so much, it takes me so well, needs me so bad, huh? Fucking love it, fucking love it baby."
Jongho kept going at it for what felt like hours, making your throat go sore and weak. He slid his hands over your legs before pulling them up and laying them over his shoulders. You were nearly bend in half as he fucked you harder than ever before, making you and him cum together as one, sending yourselves to euphoria.
He fell down onto your chest, collapsing after his intense orgasm. He panted out as he filled your pussy for the third time before sliding his cock out of you. Jongho laid next to you and kissed your forehead as you breathed heavily from the most passionate sex you ever had in your life.
"Well I say chances are pretty good we're doing this again," he grinned.
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softestqueeen · 11 days ago
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✧*̥˚ 500 followers special*̥˚✧
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hey guys, it's so crazy to me that i've almost reached 500 followers on my little blog! when i started about one and a half years ago to post on here i never would have expected this!
so, to celebrate, i want to do a little 500 followers special! down below you will find a list of prompts that you can choose from. i will write about the characters i always write, so mainly criminal minds, but also about all the other fandoms/franchises you can find on my page.
to request something is simple! you slide in my dms, comments or asks with the number of the prompt and the character you want me to write with it. you can also specify a ship or x reader, though i usually write x reader. you can also choose 2 prompts and i'll try to connect them!
but now i've blabbed enough, here are the prompts!
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✧*̥˚ prompts*̥˚✧ angsty
"Stop looking at me with pity in your eyes. Stop it. Stop fucking looking at me like that!"
"It won't be easy you know... trying to love me."
"No ones ever like... cared about me like that. Why would you?"
"I didn't know where else to go."
"Please, look at me. Breathe, god please, breathe."
"I- I don't know who I am anymore. I'm scared."
"Maybe you should just leave now."
"Please don't make it worse than it already is."
"There are other ways to solve this, please don't leave."
"You don't need to do this, please."
"Tell me what I can do to make you stay. What I can say so you don't leave. I- I need to know how I can fix this."
"Please don't make me leave."
"I should have seen this coming, I should have know better."
"No, don't do this to me now."
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✧*̥˚ prompts*̥˚✧ fluffy
15. "Ssh, stop fussing. I'm just braiding your hair." 16. "I- I think I am in love with you." 17. "Don't be silly, I want to stay up with you." 18. "Everything is so cold and you're so warm. Please come back to bed, just for five minutes." 19. "Are you blushing?" 20. "You're so cute. I'm melting inside. You can't see it, but I am." 21. "Don't get up, I'll do it." 22. A keeping B from getting out of bed by holding them closer, maybe a few kisses here and there. 23. "Can I sleep in your room tonight? Is that a weird thing to ask?" 24. "I was so worried. It was killing me, not being able ot reach out and touch you." 25. "Is that my shirt?" "You mean our shirt?" 26. "I can't... I can't get you out of my mind and it's killing me. 27. "You make me want to do better, be better." 28. "You need to know that I've grown to care for you. Deeply." 29. "It's you, it's always been you." 30. "It kills me to know that you are out there with someone else." 31. "Close your eyes, I've got a surprise for you. Don't peek!" 32. "I never want to leave." 33. "I'd feel much better if you'd let me walk you home." 34. "I love hearing your voice first thing in the morning." 35. "Would it be cliche if we matched outfits? Just a little?"
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✧*̥˚ prompts*̥˚✧ smutty
36. "Are you sure? Once we've started I don't think I'll be able to stop." 37. "We could get caught." 38. "So needy, aren't you." 39. "You sure it's gonna fit?" "I'll make it fit." 40. "I- I've never done this before, but I really want to. With you." 41. "... Or we could just get naked" 42. "Let me show you how much you mean to me. 43. "Please don't tease me, I can't handle this right now." 44. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle." 45. "I want to fuck you so bad right now." 46. "Oh I can do this all night long." 47. "Oh? Does that turn you on? " 48. "You have no idea how long i've thought about having you like this." 49. "Be quiet, or do you want everyone to know who's making you fee so good?" 50. "Fucking doesn't involve this much talking normally."
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a/n: 50 prompts for 500 followers! also, i really want to write more wlw, especially with penelope garcia and emily prentiss (not as a ship per se, both are cm).
you can also come up with your own prompt and i'll include it!
requests open!
please also consider supporting my ao3: @ softestqueeen
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snowdice · 4 months ago
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Big Bang Editing Story [Day 122]
I started writing this fic while editing my Big Bang story years ago, but am going to continue doing it for other things now that Kill Dear is out. I will write and publish 100 words of the story every time I finish doing whatever task I’m doing. If you’d like to block these proceedings, please feel free to block the tag ‘proofread stories.’ I will reblog this post with the parts of the story I do today. Edited chapters are linked; everything else I’ve done so far is under the cut.
My Master Post Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25 Part 26 Part 27 Part 28 Part 29 Part 30 Part 31 Part 32 Part 33 Part 34 Part 35 Part 36 Part 37 Part 38 Part 39 Part 40 Part 41 Part 42 Part 43 Part 44 Part 45 Part 46 Part 47 Part 48 Part 49 Part 50 Part 51 Part 52 Part 53 Part 54
Not going to do much this morning because I only have an hour or so. I may do more later today however.
Chapter 55 (Logan)
Virgil was beginning to be able to read some of the common instructions in magic books, but Logan still made sure to read out the instructions to him at least twice before setting him loose. He’d started to jot down notes to himself about things, though these notes were not words, but various symbols that only made sense to the boy himself.
Logan had asked about their meaning at one point and received an answer that, while earnest, was unintelligible. The symbols were mostly just pictures of things to represent certain steps in spell casting, but they were filtered through Virgil’s rudimentary penmanship and often bizarre perception of the world.
Though, despite the fact that Logan could not often decipher his chicken scratch, it did seem to help him produce more and more quality charms even as Logan began to introduce more complicated processes to make them. He was a very good student even if he didn’t have the best foundation for learning.
“I add lavender for the next step, right?” Virgil asked, his finger on a word in Logan’s magic book.
“That is correct,” Logan confirmed.
Virgil looked back at the book and mouthed the word ‘lavender’ to himself before turning back to his potion. He grabbed a few sprigs of lavender and threw them into the cauldron.
The liquid popped and bubbled violently, but Virgil didn’t flinch as he once would have, prepared for it now.
After the lavender, Logan knew that it would have to simmer for 5 minutes. Virgil looked down at the boiling liquid, contemplating it for a long moment.
“Can I soak a knife in it?” he asked.
“What?” Logan asked.
“Can I soak a knife in the potion once it’s done?”
“In that potion?” Logan clarified. “In the emergency hand warmer potion?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“I think a hot knife would be useful,” Virgil said.
“For what?”
Virgil shrugged. “Cooking food on the road,” he said, “burning wood, stabbing someone and immediately cauterizing the wound.”
“That is… not a standard use for this potion,” Logan said.
Virgil titled his head at him. “Would it work though?”
“Well, I don’t know,” Logan contemplated. “Perhaps. The potion can cause burns if one uses too much of it or if it is used without an appropriate layer between it and the skin. If one were to pick a knife with enough surface area and let it soak long enough, it could in theory get hot enough to do as desired. Hmm…” he thought about it. “There would perhaps be the problem of the potion not sticking to the knife very long as it is intended to soak into fabric. However, cardamom could solve that issue as long as it doesn’t interact with any other ingredients. Let me see that spell.”
Virgil stepped out of his way so he could study the page. “Yes,” Logan said after scanning through all of the ingredients. “I think cardamom would work for something like that. Let me go find some.”
He turned to walk towards where he kept his supplies of potion ingredients. Virgil followed on his heals.
“Can we use a serrated knife?”
“Oh, that’s a good idea, Virgil,” Logan said, nodding as he searched through the cupboard that should hold the coriander. “The knife being serrated would help keep the potion stuck to the blade after many uses and would increase the surface area.”
“That was certainly my intention,” Virgil said smoothly. There was something odd about the tone that had Logan turning and blinking at him. Virgil just smiled at him innocently and Logan turned back to the cabinet finally locating the cardamom.
“So how are we going to use that?” Virgil asked.
“We’ll put it in right before the last step and let it sit for about 3 minutes,” Logan said. “If it doesn’t quite work, we may need to make another batch. There are options other than cardamom, but that’s the first idea that comes to mind and it’s a lot simpler if it works.”
He continued to speak of the many other options they could try as they returned to the caldron as well as how they could test the hot knife. It was already about time for the next step and Virgil did it without interrupting Logan’s rant.
Virgil listened to his suggestions with interest all while still making sure the potion he was making was progressing well.
Logan did eventually take over to finish the potion with the revised steps he’d come up with and they ended up with a potion that looked perfect except it was a few shades darker than the one they’d originally been planning to make.
“Well, it looks good,” Logan declared. “We will need to acquire a knife to test its effectiveness, however.”
“There are a few good ones in the kitchen,” Virgil pointed out. “I especially like the one 10 inch one with the black and white handle.”
“You have been eyeing up the kitchen knives?” Logan asked.
Virgil rolled his eyes as though that was not a perfectly reasonable question to ask him. “We should steal that one,” Virgil said.
“Do you think we’ll be able to sneak past Ms. Heart to steal a knife from her kitchen?” Logan asked.
“We can’t,” Virgil said. The ‘but I can’ was implied.
Logan almost didn’t believe him… and then he remembered the water pouch incident. “It’s the dinner rush,” Logan said. “We should probably wait for a bit.”
Virgil was shaking his head. “The dinner rush is the best time,” he said. “Everyone will be distracted, and all of the knives will be out and in prime stealing position.”
“And if Patton’s mother catches us messing around in her kitchen during her busiest time of day, she will have Father ground us for a week.”
“Then we just won’t get caught,” Virgil said.
“I’m not sure if it’s that simple,” Logan said with a frown.
“You can stay here if you want,” Virgil offered. “I’ll just go by myself.”
“No, I’ll come too,” Logan relented, though he did still have some reservations about the idea.
He let Virgil lead him towards the main dining hall. By now, Virgil knew the kitchens and dining hall very well.
“Stay here,” he said. They were in a hallway a few feet down from the staff entrance to the main kitchen. “I’m going to do some reconnaissance.”
“What type of reconnaissance?” Logan asked, but Virgil had already vanished before his very eyes. With a blink, Logan looked up and saw a dark figure disappear onto a balcony overhead.
Well, Logan really had no choice but to wait there for him. It wasn’t like he could follow him. He could hear the clatter of silverware on plates from the dining hall down the corridor as he impatiently waited. It only took Virgil a bit over five minutes to return. He dropped suddenly from above and landed in front of Logan in a crouch.
“Well?” Logan asked, letting a bit of irritation into his tone so Virgil knew he was displeased. Virgil did not seem to care.
“Got it,” Virgil said with a wide grin, brandishing a large kitchen knife.
Logan flinched back at the unexpected sight of a weapon.
“You said you were doing reconnaissance!” he sputtered. “Not…” he trailed off remembering that while they weren’t in eyesight of anyone right now, they could be in earshot of someone. He lowered his tone, “stealing the knife already.”
“I was doing reconnaissance,” Virgil said with a shrug, “and then I used the information gathered by that reconnaissance to steal a knife.”
Logan narrowed his eyes at him.
Virgil just smiled. “You would have gotten in my way.”
“I would not have,” Logan insisted.
“How many times has Patton’s mom caught you stealing food from the kitchens in the past?” he asked.
Logan pursed his lips. “That is Patton’s doing,” he said.
“Sure,” Virgil said with an eyeroll. “I’ll have you prove it some other day, but for now,” he twirled the knife around in a way that made Logan cringe even though he did seem to have an expert handle over it. “We have a knife.”
“Right,” Logan agreed with a nod. “We should continue the experiment.”
Virgil stored the knife away… somewhere on his person, and they snuck back to Logan’s rooms.
When Virgil handed over the knife, Logan did have to admit it was a perfect specimen for their project: long and saw-like with a heatproof handle.
Logan carefully set it in a shallow dish and proceeded to pour the potion they’d made onto it. They let it sit for a little under half an hour before carefully pulling it out of the concoction with tongs and letting it airdry. Meanwhile, Virgil suggested they set up a testing area with various old sheets and clothing. They’d even found and decorated an armor stand with an old suit that Logan particularly disliked.
“Well,” Logan said once he’d tapped the handle and had not gotten burned by the potion. “I think we can test it now.” For safety, he made Virgil put on thick heatproof gloves before handing him the knife.
“So how do I make it work?” Virgil asked.
“The original potion works through light friction,” Logan said.
“So just start stabbing things?”
Logan went to respond, but before he could, Virgil had already twisted around and sliced through one of the sheets hanging in Logan’s potion room. There was a sizzling noise as the knife cut through the sheet like it was tissue paper leaving two aflame halves flapping about.
Logan leapt forward to tear the pieces of sheet down and the two of them stomped on the flames to put out the fire.
“It’s perfect,” Virgil said with a grin once the charred remains of the sheet were extinguished.
“It does seem to work as intended,” Logan agreed.
“Let’s do it again,” Virgil said.
“Er, well, perhaps we shouldn’t…,” Logan started, but Virgil had already set his eyes on the armor stand they’d set up. That suddenly seemed like not such a good idea to Logan.
He stabbed the armor stand viciously. It went up in violent flames. Logan’s eyes widened as the blaze only seemed to get bigger as Virgil drew back the knife.
Virgil did not seem to share Logan’s worry as he turned and stabbed another piece of hanging clothing, setting it ablaze as well.
“Virgil, no! You’re going to burn the room down!” Logan yelped.
The armor stand, at that very moment, decided to fall to the ground. They had, perhaps, not set the testing area up as well as they should have because it fell directly onto one of Logan’s rugs and set that on fire as well.
“Oops,” Virgil said, eyes wide.
Above the sound of crackling fire, Logan heard a tapping on the door between his bedroom and work room. It opened slightly after a moment and Logan’s father’s voice called out as he was sticking his head into the room, “Um, what do you mean Virgil… is burning the room down!”
The moment Logan’s father fully processed the presence of the flames, he was bursting into the room. He at least remembered that there was a fire extinguishing powder stocked in Logan’s work room even though that fact had slipped Logan’s mind in the chaos. (Perhaps Logan should have thought to set it out when they were testing a fire knife, but Logan would just add that to his growing list of regrets.)
The king managed to put all of the fires out within 30 seconds of poking his head through the door, but the fire left in his eyes when he turned to look at them afterwards was perhaps more dangerous.
Virgil slowly hid the knife behind his back. It was probably a bit late for that.
“What were the two of you doing in here?” the king asked.
“Nothing,” Logan said. Virgil shot him a look that told Logan what the boy thought about his lying abilities.
Logan’s father put his hands on his hips. “‘Nothing’ set the rug on fire?”
“We may have been doing a small experiment,” Logan said.
“What experiment?” the king asked.
“…I do not wish to say.”
“Logan.”
“Virgil wanted a fire knife.”
“A what?”
Virgil frowned over at Logan. “Your resistance to interrogation techniques is deplorable.”
Father turned to look at Virgil and obviously spotted the fact that Virgil was holding something behind his back.
“Give it here,” Father said, though his tone was a bit gentler with Virgil than it had been with Logan.
Virgil debated it for a moment, but then offered over the knife with a pout on his face. Father gingerly took it and the fire-resistant gloves from him. “Where did the two of you even get this knife?”
“You can’t tell her,” Logan said.
“You stole a knife from the kitchens?!” the king asked.
“We borrowed it,” Logan said.
“Can it be used for cooking anymore?”
“…Well.”
“In the intended manner.”
“No.”
“Then you stole it.”
Logan just frowned and looked away.
“I’m going to go put this in a secure location,” Father said, grimacing at the fire knife in his hands. “No more experiments for you two for a month. I’ll sic Patton on you.”
With that, he picked up what was left of the fire extinguishing powder (just in case) and turned to exit the room.
“Well,” Logan said once he was gone. “That was irresponsible.”
“I could steal it back from him.”
“N-no don’t do that.”
“I definitely could though,” Virgil said.
“I did not hear you say that,” Logan said, putting his hands over his ears. “I am not responsible for any more of your actions in this matter. I am going to the library.”
He walked out of the room then and Virgil followed him to the upstairs library. He said nothing more about the fire knife, but Logan would be a fool to suppose he forgot about it.
Chapter 56 (Thomas)
“Good day for a picnic,” Helen commented as she handed over the basket Thomas had requested from her a few days before. He was taking Logan, Patton, and Virgil to the cliffs today and it was perfect weather for it. Spring was truly here, which meant that those of Thomas’s duties that had laid dormant over the harsh winter were about to start up again.
The world had been on pause for a bit considering no armies or agents from any kingdom could get through the snow the last few months, but the concerns of last fall were showing their heads once again.
Thomas had just gotten word a day ago that the queen of Lamir had routed out a second assassin hiding in her ranks over the winter. The assassin had been sent shortly after it was made clear that the queen wouldn’t bow down after the assassination of her mother. Luckily, the assassin sent for Queen Cecil had not managed to complete her mission during the winter months.
While there had been no similar attempt on Prijaznia soil, Thomas couldn’t help but feel it was only a matter of time now that the snow had melted. They were already working on increasing security in the coming weeks and, though it was doubtful an assassin had managed to hide in the castle all winter without revealing themselves, they’d be closely scrutinizing all of the newer staff members.
It would be a stressful time in the coming months, which is why, despite everything Thomas needed to do, he was still going to take his son and his son’s friends on a picnic today. Logan had already started taking on royal duties as of late, but he still hadn’t taken them all on quite yet. Considering this was last summer before Logan was of age, they should at least try to take advantage of it where they could. Patton was a year younger, but the sentiment held for him as well.
Then there was Virgil. Despite their best efforts, they still didn’t know enough about Virgil, but Thomas was fairly sure he’d never had a summer to enjoy until now.
“Thanks for prepping lunch for us,” Thomas said to Helen with a smile.
“No problem,” she said waving them off. “I put in some of Virgil’s favorites.”
“Great,” Thomas said. “Do you know where the kids are?”
“Patton said they were going to go pet the cats, so I’d guess they’re in the gardens.”
Thomas thanked her again and told her to have a good day before exiting the kitchen. There was a nearby door that led straight towards the part of the gardens Patton and Logan had always favored. He figured they’d either still be around there or they would have wandered towards the stables by now knowing that they’d be taking horses to the cliffs.
So, he decided to simply walk the normal path from the door to the stable, hoping to find them.
His prediction ended up being hilariously correct. They were indeed on the path Thomas had chosen. It was clear they (or at least Logan) were attempting to make it to the stable. However, as was typical, a portion of the party had been waylaid by whimsy.
Logan was standing further down the path, arms crossed and frowning as he watched his friends. Patton and Virgil were surrounded by cats. Patton was sitting down, holding two of them in his lap and watching Virgil’s legs being swarmed by the rest of them, maybe two dozen in total.
Virgil looked confused, but not unhappy about the presence of so many cats. He was leaning down to try to pet them all.
Logan met Thomas’s eyes as he approached and waved a frustrated hand at the two of them. Logan couldn’t help but smile.
“Virgil fed one of them,” Logan complained as though he wanted Thomas to somehow go into the past and prevent this crime.
Patton and Virgil looked over at Thomas, noticing him when Logan addressed him.
“You’re going to make Princess Marisol jealous,” Thomas said. Logan frowned at Thomas as he used the ‘Princess’ label for the cat.
“Princess Marisol decided not to come,” Virgil said with a shrug. He continued to pet one of the cats.
“She’s probably sleeping on my pillow,” Logan said, sounding grumpy.
Thomas just chuckled. Princess Marisol was technically Logan’s cat, at least that’s what the kids said, and she did spend much of her time in the royal rooms. However, she was very clearly actually Virgil’s cat. Virgil just spent a lot of time in the royal wing as well.
In fact, Thomas still didn’t know where Virgil was supposed to be sleeping. He and Mr. Deknis had actually tried to tail him a couple of times, but he always ended up sleeping in Logan’s room those nights.
Knowing Virgil, he might just sleep in the walls. Though that still did not answer the question of where his parents or guardians were. They still had not figured it out. Thomas would assume he was an orphan who’d snuck onto castle grounds for safety, but Virgil had told Mr. Deknis during their first meeting that he was supposed to be in the castle, and it had not been a lie.
Then again, it had slowly become apparent that Virgil was good at dodging the multrum’s powers. It was starting to seem more likely that he’d somehow inserted a second meaning into his answer to Mr. Deknis that night than he somehow had some ghost guardian no one was able to locate working in the castle.
“She deserves the pillow more than you,” Virgil said, bringing Thomas’s thoughts back to the situation at hand. The look of audacity on Logan’s face made Thomas chuckle.
Thomas cut in before it could become a fight. “I could get Princess Marisol a pillow, so she doesn’t sleep on yours. Or we can get you a new pillow if you’d prefer, Logan.”
“It’s not about the pillow for her,” Logan argued. “It’s about her inflated sense of superiority.”
“She deserves it,” Virgil declared. Thomas could tell he was just trying to rile Logan up, and Thomas was sure Logan knew it too, but still his son reacted exactly in the way Virgil wanted him to.
“You have enabled and encouraged this behavior from the start!” Logan seethed.
“She’s a Princess.”
“She is not a princess!”
Patton shook his head while squeezing the cats in his arms, completely used to this behavior at this point. He ran a chin idly over one of the cat’s heads while watching the argument.
“We’re never going to make it to the picnic at this rate,” Thomas said to him, “and after your mother made all of this wonderful food.”
“You’re the dad,” Patton said. “Make them stop.”
And, of course, Patton did just mean that he was Logan’s dad with that statement. However, when he glanced back up at the silly argument still going on between his son and the cat covered boy on the ground, it did almost look like a fight between siblings.
Especially with the dark hair and stubborn but mischievous look in Virgil’s eyes, Thomas could almost imagine the boy being his own child.
He shook away the thoughts and glanced at the picnic basket in his hand.
“We do have a lot of food in this basket,” Thomas said, pitching his voice up so that Logan (and more importantly) Virgil would hear them clearly.
Virgil immediately turned to look at him, abandoning all interest in antagonizing Logan to look at the basket curiously.
Thomas was never sure if he should be amused or worried about how food motivated Virgil often was.
“What’s in the basket?” Virgil asked.
“I’m not sure,” Thomas said. “Patton’s mom made it. We’ll just have to see once we get to the picnic area.”
Virgil nodded in understanding and began to gently scoot all of the cats out of his lap. Logan rolled his eyes, but didn’t seem inclined to continue the argument he’d been dragged into. Virgil and Patton got to their feet and they continued on their way towards the stables.
The horses Thomas had requested be prepared for their trip were already in saddles, though the stable hand who had been handling Mr. Apples seemed a bit dirtier and more exhausted than the rest.
The stable hand seemed as happy to hand Mr. Apples over to Virgil as Virgil was to have Mr. Apples handed over to him. Thomas received Bella with a smile and Logan and Patton got their own horses as well.
The Cliffs were about half an hour's ride from the main castle. There was a mostly well-maintained path to it, though it was easy to get lost if one didn’t know the way. Mr. Apples knew the way perhaps better than Thomas himself and seemed annoyed by the fact that Thomas was trying to lead the way.
Virgil and Thomas ended up side-by-side whenever the path allowed it to placate him.
He still marveled at how willing Mr. Apples was to let Virgil ride him, especially when he tossed his head in Thomas’s direction, a horse’s equivalent of giving Thomas a stink-eye.
“Are you excited for the picnic?” Thomas asked the boy beside him.
Virgil glanced over at him and nodded.
“I am too,” Thomas said. “It’s always beautiful this time of year. I’m glad I could find the time to take you all there this year.”
“Are you very busy?” Virgil asked curiously.
“I am king,” Thomas reminded, “and now that the world isn’t snowed in anymore things will be busy.”
“With the war?” Virgil asked.
Thomas paused for a few seconds. “Yes,” he confirmed. “With the war, but you don’t need to worry about that.”
“Why shouldn’t I?” Virgil asked.
“You’re just a kid,” Thomas said.
“I’m 14,” Virgil said.
Thomas glanced at him. “Exactly,” he said, “a kid, and luckily, you’re in a place that can afford you the luxury of being one.”
“What do you mean?”
“The war has been mainly fought on Mocnejsi soil in recent years. Our boarders have held strong against invasions. Unless something goes horribly wrong suddenly, it would take a long time for the main conflict to get here. The only real threat in the castle would be assassins sent after me personally.”
“Right,” Virgil said. There was an awkward pause in conversation before he spoke again. “You’re winning the war then?” he asked.
“Something could always happen,” Thomas said, “but for the most part, yes, we have quite the advantage right now.”
“Oh,” Virgil said.
Thomas shook his head as they were coming up to a narrowing of the path. “Anyway, today is a day to not think about war. Today we’re going to have a lovely picnic and do some bird watching.”
“Right,” Virgil agreed from behind Thomas as Bella took the lead (to Mr. Apples discontent.)
When the path widened again, Thomas did his best to direct the topic to lighter subjects and soon they made it to The Cliffs.
Chapter 57 (Virgil)
Virgil had never been to a picnic. At least, that’s what Patton had informed him when Virgil had described his past experiences of eating outdoors. Logan had agreed even though he’d admitted that the definition of “picnic” was only eating a pre-packaged meal outdoors which Virgil had done plenty of times.
From what Virgil could tell, the main difference was just how much stuff one brought to a picnic.
In addition to the basket full of food (that Virgil still hadn’t gotten to look in yet), the king had brought a large soft quilt that he had Logan and Virgil spread out on the ground for them all to sit on.
Patton and Logan had also packed some things themselves to bring along. Logan had brought along a book to read, and Patton had brought along a board game (thankfully not checkers but something Virgil did not recognize). Virgil hadn’t brought anything (except for the fire knife he was definitely not supposed to have and was definitely not letting the king see) because he hadn’t known he was supposed to bring things. He wouldn’t have known what to bring anyway.
The blanket was soft and a much better alternative to sitting on the ground, especially because, while there was grass at the top of The Cliffs, there were also a good number of rocks.
The king set the picnic basket in the middle of the blanket once it was spread out and then lowered himself down to sit on one side. Patton quickly followed him, already fiddling with some of his board game pieces, though he wasn’t setting it up yet. Virgil highly doubted that Logan was going to be allowed to read his book unless Patton eventually got bored of the game.
However, they would, hopefully, be allowed to make use of the basket the king had brought along.
Virgil followed the king and Patton’s lead and got to his knees on the blanket across the picnic basket from the king. He peered at the basket curiously.
He didn’t quite know what picnic food was, but Patton had told them they’d be getting ‘picnic food’ and he was very curious about what that meant.
King Thomas smiled at him. “Let’s see what Patton’s mom packed us, huh?” He reached for the basket and flipped it open as Logan sat next to Virgil. “There is a lot more food than usual in here,” the king said, sounding amused. “Let’s see.”
He began to pull out packaged food and glanced in each package to identify it before setting it out.
“We have a few types of mini sandwiches,” he said, putting them down, “and some pasta salad.” He set down the bowl.
“We also have… er something else.” He showed it to Logan.
“They’re hot cauliflower bites,” Logan said instantly upon seeing them. Virgil perked up in excitement. That was one of his favorite foods.
“Ah,” King Thomas said, but shrugged and set it down. “We also have two desserts apparently: cookies and mini apple pies. That last one’s a bit extra for a picnic.”
“They’re very good,” Virgil said happily.
“And we also have.” King Thomas paused, looking confused. “Chicken alfredo?”
“Yes!” Virgil said.
“Why do we have chicken alfredo for a picnic?”
“It’s a Virgil picnic,” Logan groaned. “She packed us a Virgil picnic.”
“Hey, at least momma sent us something too,” Patton said.
“I think I’ll stick to sandwiches for today,” King Thomas said. He looked at Patton and Logan. “Do either of you want…?”
“No,” Logan said. Patton shook his head.
The king nodded and offered the entire covered bowl of chicken alfredo to Virgil. “Here, this one’s yours,” he said.
“Really?” Virgil asked tentatively. It wasn’t exactly strange for people here to offer him food, and he’d expected and anticipated getting to eat on this venture, but the king of the country offering him an entire bowl of his favorite food was something else.
“It’s not really my idea of a picnic food and you seem excited for it,” King Thomas said with a warm smile, still holding it out.
Virgil took it reverently. Despite the time it had taken to get to the cliffs, the bottom of the container was still warm. Virgil assumed it was one of the heating spells the kitchen sometimes used.
“Thanks,” Virgil said, setting it in his lap.
“Of course, Virgil,” the king said.
The bowl was enough for four people to have a little bit, but for one person it was a lot. Still, Virgil was offered a little of every other food in the picnic basket (and he ate a good number of the hot cauliflower bites).
“Where do you put all of that?” the king asked when Virgil finished polishing off the chicken alfredo bowl.
Everyone else seemed to have finished eating long before Virgil, though Patton still had a small plate of grapes, and he occasionally popped one in his mouth. King Thomas was currently setting up the board game they’d brought on the blanket between all of them.
Virgil shrugged in answer to his question. “It’s good,” he said, “and I don’t want to waste any of it.”
“You know we can just take the leftovers back to the castle and eat them later,” King Thomas said. “You don’t have to eat it all now.”
Virgil just shrugged again, watching as the king set out a group of 8 figures on the board.
“Here, which character do you want to be?” the king asked Virgil, gesturing at the group of figures. Virgil had not noticed the figures were different at first glance. They were all copper colored and about the size of his thumb, but they had slightly different shapes. He squinted at them each carefully, finding they all looked like people, but with different clothing. Some worse pants and some skirts, a few had hats, and one was even carrying a book.
After a few moments, he pointed at one that looked like it had vines wrapped around its arms and was wearing a floppy hat that almost covered its eyes.
“That’s the druid,” King Thomas told him with a grin. “Good choice, and luckily not one that anyone usually fights over.” He glanced at Logan who didn’t react to his father’s gaze. He just plucked the figure clutching the book off the board for himself.
Patton and the king picked pieces for themselves. Patton picked one with an apron that kind of reminded Virgil of his mom and the king picked one that was in a suit of armor before putting the other 4 figures away.
Unlike checkers, this game wasn’t just for two people, and so no one had to sit watching people play while bored out of their mind.
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They played a practice round so Virgil could figure out how the game worked, though honestly it wasn’t that complicated, so it wasn’t really necessary.
The theme of the game was all about stealing. They were supposed to steal special tokens from other players as well as characters in the game and the first person with 20 tokens won.
The other three players argued that stealing was not the point and not the main mechanism of the game, but considering Virgil was consistently winning the entire time, he would argue they were just playing it wrong. He managed to collect 20 tokens before anyone else. In second place at this time was Logan with 9 tokens.
Logan insisted on continuing to play the game to determine 2nd and 3rd place, so Virgil ended up watching them play for a bit. Virgil didn’t mind sitting and watching other people play this game, mostly because he still had the joy of victory running in his veins.
Thomas was definitely going to lose, he noted. He kept wasting his money feeding the nonplayer characters who lived on his lands. Virgil didn’t mention this faulty strategy to him in case Virgil ever played him again.
When Logan took too long thinking about his next move, Virgil took in their surroundings.
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He’d been a bit too distracted by the prospect of food and then trying to understand (and then win) the game to truly take in The Cliffs. They were settled a good distance away from the cliffside but Virgil could still see how quickly the edge dropped off. He couldn’t see the large river he was told was at its base from where he was sitting, but he did see a few of the promised wild birds (including doves) flying around. The king had promised they’d bird watch for a bit, and Virgil figured that would happen after the game was over.
A cool spring breeze brushed across Virgil’s face, and he put his hand in his hoodie pockets to warm them. Instead, his fingers hit something icy cold.
For a moment, he didn’t remember what it was. The crescent shape of it was familiar when he put his hand over it, but he had never felt it cold before.
It was the protection charm: the first charm Virgil had ever made with Logan so many months ago. It was meant to ward off small threats as well as warn you about larger threats by changing temperature…
It had always been warm.
“What?” Patton asked, having noticed Virgil suddenly tense. Virgil, despite how he drilled into his friend’s heads to stay alert had gone soft. He’d let himself be distracted by a full belly and warm blankets and fun games.
He didn’t answer Patton. He filtered the other boy’s worried face out as well as Logan’s face as he glanced at him and the king’s still focused on the game for now. He filtered out the picnic blanket and smell of food still lingering in the air and the vine covered figure set in the middle of the board on the winner’s space. He filtered out the sound of the breeze and the breath of his companions and the distant chirping of birds.
And he heard a whoosh.
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m323200 · 8 months ago
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2x04: One Lovely Night Out
Warnings: SMUT, SEX, I don't know what else.
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Two days ago, we were at Mitch and Cam's for dinner and Haley, who was very drunk, told everyone that we had sex at the house. Now Claire and Phil are like helicopter parents who won't leave us alone, like how they did with Haley and Dylan...I guess not Alex because she was smarter than them and she never had many boyfriends. 
[Dunphy House - Morning]
As me and Luke were about to head out, Claire yelled, "Luke, Isabella, can you head in the living room for one second.". Luke was afraid of what she might say, I was nervous if she was going to talk about what happened two days ago.
"Since I know you guys are having sex, I just want to make sure you guys have condoms.", she said and we said yes. "We have like a dozen, we're fine and we'll buy more if we need to." Luke made Claire feel nervous, stressed, and worried, so she left and we left too.
"Why would you say that Luke! You don't need to say "We have like a dozen, we're fine and we'll buy more if we need to".", I yelled at him. "So I should say no? Or we need more?". He also yelled at me. We yelled at each other a lot.
Soon we figured it all out. We decided to say certain things that need to be said. We drove up to IHOP for breakfast. Once we headed in, we got seated and we figured out what to drink. "I'm going to get hot chocolate." I said. He also said he was going to get some too.
The waitress came and ask what we wanted to drink. We both said hot chocolate. 8 minutes later we got it. We were now looking what to eat. "What are you going to get?" he asked. I kept looking at the menu until I found what I wanted, "Cupcake pancakes! You?", he replied, "The New York Cheesecake Pancakes". 4 minutes later, the waitress came up to us and asked what we wanted.
25 minutes later we finished. We payed and we tip them. We were in the car and headed on the road. We were out and not in the house all day. We got some things done like getting Haley's dress, Alex's new microscope, Claire's papers, well I guess we ran errands for everyone.
Luke drove us into a motel for the night because we were 4 hours away from the house and we didn't have enough to make it there. We got the stuff down and headed into the room. 
"They let us get a motel? They didn't even knew we were young." I told him. Luke said that's his friend who is 20, he's smart and said he gave him a credit card that belongs to him and he knows once he uses it, he knows it's him.
Thank god we brought towels, sponges, and soap because we were going to shower, separately, and we didn't want to use the towels here. We got in bed. He was in his boxers and I just borrowed a shirt from Luke's and I was in my underwear.
It was 11:29 pm, Luke asked me something while we were in bed, "Do you wanna do it?". I question him, "What do you mean?". "Sex, no one's here, and we don't need to worry about my mom...", he said. I got nervous because I'm not sure if I wanna have it.
"Maybe tomorrow...and maybe we could do it for few hours..." I said and he smiled. We cuddled close together, I had one my of hand on his abs and the side of my head. I felt comfortable and safe.
The next morning at the motel, it was 2:35 am, I woke Luke up, he asked, "What time is it?", I told him, "2:35, 36 now". He told me, "Why did you wake me up then...". I had my hand went under the covers and touch his dick. 
It was over the boxers but then I eventually touched his dick, but it was underneath the boxers. "That's why..." I explained. He smiled and he had an erection on his dick.
I took off the shirt I had on, and I took off his underwear, and he took off mine. "Condom?" I asked and he had in his hand. He ripped it open and I grabbed it and put it on his dick. Once it was on, we decided to party like it was 1999.
4 hours later we were finished, we checked out and headed back home. Thankfully no one was there at the house this morning. All the cars were gone and no sound was made in the house. Me and Luke were thinking the exact same thing that we should do...sleep!
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Fluff : 
1.  “Hey–what’re you hiding behind your back?” 
2.  “All I care about is you.”
3.  “Let’s just stay here–I don’t ever want to move.”  ( used here )
4.  “I had a nightmare … can I stay with you tonight?” 
5.  God, I’m so glad you’re alright.” 
6.  “Oh my god, I’m in love with an adult man-child.” 
7.  “Hold my hand.” 
8.  “I heard you say my name in your sleep.” 
9.  “Here, lay down. I’ll stay until you feel safe enough for me to go.”  ( used here )
10.  “You’re too sweet for me.”  ( used here )
11.  “Hey–it’s okay. I’m here; I’m safe. And fine–see? Everything’s alright now.”  ( used here )
12.  “Ow! What did I do this time?!” ( used here )
13.  “You may be a jerk, but you’re my jerk.” 
14.  “I love you and all, but you’re really stretching your luck right now.”  ( used here )
15. “Why do you have to look at me like that? It’s making me weak, please stop.” 
16. “I can’t stop thinking about you.” 
17. “Look at me. I love you.”  ( used here )
18. “What took you so long? I missed you…”  ( used here )
19. “I never thought I’d be so lucky, especially not in this lifetime.” 
20. “I’m asking because I’ve seen the way you look at me.”  ( used here )
21. “I think I’m in love with you and I don’t know what to do.”  ( used here )
22. “I fell for you without even knowing it and, jesus, does it hurt that you can’t see it.” 
23. “You are more than you think of yourself. You’re everything to me.”  ( used here )
24. “You’re the best thing that has, and ever will, happen to me.”  
25. “I think you need to tell me the truth about how you feel towards me.”
26. “You keep saying that we’re friends but you look at me for a moment too long for that to be true.” ( used here )
27. “I would honestly die before I let anything happen to you.” 
28. “You’re the only person I’ve ever actually wanted to spent the rest of my life with.” 
29. “Please come home, this doesn’t feel right.”
30. “Are you awake? Oh my god I was so worried, holy shit I thought I was going to lose you.” 
31. “Don’t think about anything. Just tell me that you love me and hold me tighter.” 
32. “I know you think we aren’t right for each other, but we’ve run into each other too many times for you to tell me that this isn’t fate.”  ( used here )
33. “Don’t blame it on the alcohol, you tasted like you wanted me.” 
34. “You keep that photo of us in your wallet?” ( used here )
35. “If anything happens to me, remember that I’ll always love you.” ( used here )
36. “Don’t pretend that you don’t feel the same way.” 
37. “They told me that you’d break my heart but, holy shit, they never said it’d feel like this.”
38. “Don’t act innocent, you had me pinned underneath you 5 minutes ago.”  ( used here )
39. “I just want you to be happy, even if your happiness doesn’t include me, I just want you happy.” 
40. “You don’t know half of the things you do to me.”  ( used here )
41. “I love how you look in my shirt.”
42. “You’re unbelievable cute when you’re tired.” 
43. “I am so proud of you.” 
44. “Are you jealous? That’s cute."
45. “Oh, God. We’re one of those couples, aren’t we? Ugh–I hate us!”
46.  “Shut up and kiss me, you idiot.” 
47.  “Dance with me! C’mon, it’ll be fun!” 
48.  “Did you seriously just climb through my window?” 
49. “I’ll catch you–trust me! … So I dropped you one time–we don’t have the time to argue about this!” 
50.  “I love you. Never forget that, okay?” ( used here )
Angst ;
51. “Please, just stay a little longer.”  ( used here )
52. “Am I going to die?” 
53. “Why won’t you admit it!” 
54. “Please don’t cry.” ( used here )
55. “I would’ve died for you.” 
56. “You almost died! And for what?” 
57. “I’m just tired of this. I’m tired of it all.” ( used here )
58. “Don’t look at me like that, I don’t want pity.” 
59. “I wish I could fix this.” 
60. “You hurt me and I still trusted you.” 
61. “Don’t be sorry, it was no ones fault.” 
62. “I’ve spent all this time wondering and worrying about you. You didn’t think of me once?”  ( used here )
63. “You’re angry with me, I know.” 
64. “I know, but you didn’t have to use her like that!” 
65. “You know I wouldn’t call unless I was in pain.”  ( used here )
66. “We can start over. I’ll do anything, everything can be perfect. Just please don’t leave me.” 
67. “You could’ve told me, or helped me! Anything other than what you actually did!” 
68. “The only thing I can do is love you!” 
69. “There hasn’t been a day I didn’t think of you and it’s starting to hurt.”
70.  “I don’t want anyone besides you.” ( used here )
71. “I haven’t stopped crying since Thursday. It’s pathetic.” 
72. “It was a mistake and I know I can never fix this.” 
73. “I hope it hurts to think of me.” 
74. “Don’t make me fall in love again.” 
75. “I thought I didn’t miss you, but then I saw your photo.”  (used here )
76.  “I don’t know how to love someone without hurting them.”
77.  “I just wanted to see you one last time.”
78.  “Hold me. Don’t ever let go.” ( used here )
79.  “I came here to apologize.” 
80.  “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”
81.  “Please don’t abandon me–not like everyone else.”
82.  “Why would you do something like this?!” 
83.  “Why do you do this to yourself?” 
84.  “It’s always been you. It will always be you.” 
85.  “I’ve seen how much you really care–don’t pretend like you don’t.”  ( used here )
86.  “You could have died! I could have lost you!” 
87.  “I don’t know if you’ll ever be able to understand just how much I love you.” 
88.  “Do you ever think about me?”  ( used here )
89.  “I’m sorry. None of this should have ever happened–this is all my fault.” 
90. “It was always you. No matter how many times I disagreed, it was always you.”
91.  “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.” 
92.  “This is all your fault.” 
93.  “If you walk away right now, don’t ever come back. And I mean it–ever.” 
94.  “I need you more than I need air.”
95.  “Just hold on–you hear me? You’re not dying like this. Not here; not now!” ( used here )
96.  “I’m not worthy of you. I’ll never be. You’re too good for me.”
97.  “Do you think of them when you kiss me?”
98.  “Just because you’re a jackass doesn’t mean I hate you." ( used here )
99.  “I would die for you and not regret a thing."
100.  “I love you–can’t you see that?” 
Acts of love ;
101.  Always giving a bite of their food
102.  Gently resting their head on their shoulder when taking a picture / peeking at something. ( used here )
103.  Kisses on the nose / cheek / forehead
104.  Zipping / buttoning their jacket for them ( used here )
105.  sidewalk rule
106.  Waiting until they get to the door / get inside before driving off ( used here )
107.  “Did you eat today?” 
108.  Softly cleaning the others face after they've eaten
109.  “Wear a jacket, it's cold out." ( used here )
110.  Watching a movie / playing a game the others interested in
111.  Doing their makeup for them
112.  “I bought you flowers." "for what?" "there has to be a reason?” 
113.  Keeping their favourite snacks in the house for them
114.  Opening the door for them
115.  Pulling their seat out for them
116.  Lifting the shorter one up so they can be seen in photos.
117.  Playing with their hair
 118.  Fixing their clothes when something is off.
enjoy! :D
- Mars <3
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losing10kgs · 9 months ago
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30 Day Thinspo Challenge All In One Because I’m Bored And Trying To Prevent Cravings
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1. 175cm tall, 54kg, BMI is 17.8
2. 5’9. I like this height, but I wish I were a little taller.
3. Kate Moss. Any explanation needed?
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4. What everyone will say. And how much it will fuck up my metabolism permanently.
5. I have been stuck like this for YEARS, I want to be skinny so bad. And yes, I am doing it for me
6. No, not really. If I ever get really bad cravings, I just chew a heap of food up and spit it out (disgusting, I know, it’s so bad 😭)
7. Yes. I think mum suspects something’s wrong, but dad doesn’t care. Or if he does, he hasn’t mentioned it.
8. 2 minute side plank, 25 left lifts per leg, 50 side-lying left lifts per leg, 25 hip thrusts, 25 Russian twists with a weight, 50 butt-kicks and mb 20 or so squats if I’m up to it. I’m not very fit, I mostly just do walking.
9. I’ve had someone point out after a lost a bit that I was doing it for attention, though that didn’t actually make me feel all that bad.
10. Pizza. And crisps. And chips.
11. Don’t think I have one, tbh. I just scroll on Pinterest or twitter until I come by one I like the look of.
12. A lot of apples, and eggs. Lots of safe-foods, too, which I think definitely sets me back a bit.
13. Very unhealthily I’d say.
14. At LEAST 48 kg. Just until I don’t have to see a psychologist for ADHD meds, because she has to weigh me and if my weight gets too low, she’ll tell my mum.
15. No. I don’t eat a lot of meat in general, but I haven’t cut it out. I rlly like a good few other animal products, so I don’t think I’d ever get away with a vegan label.
16. About three or nearly four years ago
17. I’m guessing so.
18. Chocolate or garlic bread.
19. I actually am not sure. I didn’t eat much of it beforehand either.
20. Again, don’t really have one. I’m starting the ABC diet, though, so I’ll see how that goes.
21. I only really wearing baggy clothes bc I’m quite trans, but as far as I know: a medium in shirts and a UK 28 in pants. Idk
22. I’m at my lowest weight currently.
23. To The Bone didn’t help.
24. I’m not either of them, so not very highly.
25. I tried so hard to, but I don’t think I have a very active gag reflex because it never really worked.
26. I will look fanTASTIC! Honestly, though, it’d probably worry a few people, but that’s the plan.
27. Depends on whether or not I’m with friends. If I see my friends eating, then I’ll want to eat, but if they’re lot with me, I’ll either try to ignore it or (again) chew it then spit it out.
28. Yeah, why not.
29. Don’t have one. I actually think all sizes are lovely, just not on me, but everyone says that so what does it matter.
30. 10 facts:
1) I was born a girl but I don’t think I am one, which is mostly the reason why I’m doing this.
2) My ribs poke out quite clearly but I’m fairly sure that’s because I’ve got a wide ribcage 😭.
3) Skins is one of my favourite TV shows.
4) My safe-foods are garlic bread, chocolate, carbonara, peanut butter, and Nutella - once again, it’s so bad.
5) This is probably the deepest I’ve ever been in an ED, and I’ve been doing this for years now, so it’s getting serious.
6) I take ADHD medication that reduces my appetite, and I’ve only recently started them, which I’m guessing it why my weight has been dropping more than usual. HOORAY
Can’t think of any more facts, I’m not that deep.
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Compiled a list of questioned & am answering them to the best of my ability 😇
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Doesn't Apply in red ❣️
1. When was the last time you masturbated
30 minutes ago
2. Do you enjoy being fingered/fingering
Yes!
3. How do you feel about food during sex
Depends on what food & how its being used
4. What do you do directly after sex
Unsure, but depending on the time, i'd probably sleep
5. Cuddle with the tip in
10000%
6. What’s the nastiest sexual thing you’ve done
As of right now, I'd say masturbating (legs spread open on the dash)in my college parking lot
7. Name a follower you would fuck
I'm not going to name names, but you know who you are. Send me the message
8. Name a follower you have fucked.
None... yet
9. What’s the sexiest part of your body
I'd say my ass (especially with handprints on it)
10. FuckMarryKill: DJ Khalid, Rick Ross, Fat Joe
F- Rick Ross M- DJ Khalid K- Fat Joe
11. Would you ever be with a trans person
I think it depends, I wouldn't say yes or no solely because they're trans
12. Riding dick or doggy style
I'd say doggy, especially because I can have my hair pulled, hands pulled behind my back & I can have my ass slapped harder than when I'm riding a dick.
13. Ever fucked in a school
Nope, well... I've fucked myself in my car. That's it
14. Most random place youve had sex
Nowhere right now
15. Would you join the mile high club
Absolutely I would!
16. What are 3 of your "hawt" spots
Tits, throat/back of neck & pussy
17. Fuck on the first date
Maybe not the 1st time meeting, but the 1st date would be okay
18. Would you suck dick
ABSOLUTELY!!! 😝
19. Would you eat ass
I would try it, but am unsure
20. Would you eat pussy
Yes & I've done it before 😍😍
21. Kissing, Y or N?
Fuck yes, even better if it's needy & rough
22. Is farting during sex a turn off
I have no idea. Maybe if it was in my face. Otherwise, I don't think that it's a prooblem
23. Sex in the shower, Y or N
Definitely 💦
24. When virginity lost
Not yet 🫣
25. Do you prefer sex in the morning, afternoon, or night?
I would love getting fucked 1st thing in the morning or... maybe during the middle of lunch.. but there's also after our day stress fuck. Maybe all of the above
26. Drunk sex
Sure, maybe with consent 1st. Bit I am a huge fan of intox & would love it.
27. High sex
I've never been high, but would try it
28. FuckMarryKill: Nicki Minaj; Cardi B; Kash Doll
F- Kash Doll M- Nicki Minaj K-Cardi B
29. First kiss
Sophomore year of high school with my bf at the time
30. How did you meet the person you lost your virginity to?
Haven't yet
31. Faked an orgasm
Nope
32. Painted/ been painted on
Yes & written on
33. Sex toys, Y or N
Absolutely, they are tools to be used, not an enemy.
34. Favorite position
Tied up/ tied down or hands behind my back getting pounded into the mattress or ground.
35. Bed, couch or floor
Edge of the bed or over couch arm
36. Car sex, Y or N
If we'd fit sure. Or we could fuck with the door open and you railing me into the seats off the side of the road.
37. Whyd you get horny
For just about any reason. Typically because I opened tumblr or was reading smut
38. FuckMarryKill: Trey Songz, Chris Brown, August Alsina.
F- Chris Brown M- August Alsina K- Trey Songz
39. Describe crush
I don't have one rn
40. Would you ever be with someone with an incurable STD?
I would say no..
41. Rate head game
7/10 - there's room for improvement for sure
42. Rate your sex
Rn, 0/10
43. Would you date outside of your race
Yeah
44. Type of freak you are
Bratty, CNC, Hypno, Dirty, Cum guzzling slut
45. Ever tasted your own cum
Well, I've tasted my juices & self, I've not cum before.
46. Golden showers
Yes
47. Body count
0, zero, nada, none
48. Nipple play
Yes!!
49. Where do you like to be nutted on
Preferably in, but if anywhere my face or tits
50. Topping or bottoming
Bottoming, for sure
51. Whats too small
My sex life
52. Is fighting foreplay
Fuck yes
53. Angry sex
Hell yes!
54. Quickie length
Before someone notices
55. Too long during sex
Never, I love overstim
56. Too long to go without
I can't answer that in good health
57. Is no relevant in a relationship
Yes & no, it depends on the question it's in response to..
58. NSA sex real or no
Real AF
59. Sex in a public bathroom
Yeah, sounds like it could be an experience
60. Sex in a changing room
Yeah, just cum in me. Don't leave anything for employees to clean up.
61. Last person ive fucked
🫣 I havent
62. My type
I honestly don't know.
63. 3 turn ons
Tattoos, Filthy Dirty Nasty Naughty talk, & Teasing
64. 3 turn offs
Gore, Feet & Permanent Harm
65. What makes you stop in the middle of sex
I'm not sure
66. Answer a phone during sex
I would, and I'd try to act normal
67. Would you pay for sex
Maybe, probably not though
69. How i felt after sex
... 👀
70. Like your body
I do, I've been trying to lose weight, but otherwise absolutely.
71. Send nudes
Only when deserved... not often
72. Cheated on someone
Absolutely not
73. Cheated on
I have been
74. 3some
PRETTY PLEASE 🙏
75. 4some
PRETTY PLEASE 🙏
76. Orgy
PRETTY PLEASE 🙏
77. Run train on me
PRETTY PLEASE 🙏
78. How often do i masterbate
At least once a day, mostly before bed while scrolling
79. Lights on or off
Lights on
80. Music or TV
Music
81. Cousin you'd fuck
Nope.. hate that
82. Last relationship
During covid, she didn't want to come out & wanted to keep our "friendship" hidden.
83. Sleep naked
Hell yeah, how else is some stalker/stranger supposed to know I want it when im asleep
84. Commando
I have to wear pants a lot, so no.
85. Nipples pierced
I wouldn't want to, but I love sucking on a pierced titty
86. Dive in or converse first
Depends on the person, but I'm more of an action person
87. First move once naked
Drop to my knees..
88. Would you make the first move
I would, but only when I'm super horny.. which is very very often.
89. Have you ever had sex with more than one person in a day
I would like to, maybe at the same time
90. Do you like dryhumping
Yes, I love it
91. Can you twerk or do a split on a dick
I haven't tried the splits on a dick and I haven't tried twerking in about 2 years. Idk if it's any good
92. Would you ever record yourself during sex
I would love to, I think it would be great & even more fun to do masturbate to while he/she degrades me for it.
93. Would you watch porn during sex
Not yet, but would love to
94. After fucking, do you try becoming friends with a one night stand
Probably not, just stay fuck buddies.
95. What’s your kink
There are so many... they're all over my page
96. Would you hook up with the same hook-up again?
Yeah, unless it absolutely sucked...
97. Ever made a relationship from a one night stand?
Nope
98. How romantic are you during sex?
It depends on who with, I honestly don't know
99. Describe your sex in 5 words or less.
Sad, non-existent, cry worthy, boring
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donttalkaboutmemes · 1 year ago
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Atlantis: The Lost Empire (2001) Sentence Meme
Under the cut you will find 180+ sentences from Atlantis: The Lost Empire to use for your enjoyment!    
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1.      “You fool! You’ve destroyed us all!”
2.      “The wave is gaining! We have to warn Atlantis!”
3.      “Good afternoon, gentlemen. First off, I’d like to thank this board for taking the time to hear my proposal.”
4.      “We’ve all heard of the legend of Atlantis, a continent somewhere in the mid-Atlantic that was home to an advance civilization possessing technology far beyond our own.”
5.      “Some of you may ask, why Atlantis? It’s just a myth, isn’t it? Pure fantasy?” Well, that is where you’d be wrong.”
6.      “Numerous ancient cultures all over the globe agree that Atlantis possessed a power source of some kind, more powerful than steam. Than coal.”
7.      “I propose that we find Atlantis, find that power source, and bring it back to the surface.”
8.      “This is a page from an illuminated text that describes a book called the Shepher’s Journal, said to have been a first-hand account of Atlantis and its exact whereabouts.”
9.      “Uh, would you gentlemen please excuse me for a moment?”
10.   “Showtime. Well, this is it. I am finally getting out of this dungeons.”
11.   “If I ever heard the word Atlantis again, I’ll step in front of a bus!”
12.   “This museum funds scientific expeditions based on facts, not legends and folklore.”
13.   “I really hoped it wouldn’t come to this, but this is a letter of resignation! If you reject my proposal, I’ll quit.”
14.   “You have a lot of potential. Don’t throw it all away chasing fairy tales.”
15.   “I can prove Atlantis exists!”
16.   “You want to go on an expedition? Here. Take a trolley to the Potomac and jump in! Maybe the cold water will clear your head.”
17.   “Who are you? How did you get in here?”
18.   “I’m acting on behalf of my employer, who has a most intriguing proposition for you. Are you interested?”
19.   “You will stand unless asked to be seated. Keep your sentences short and to the point. Are we clear?”
20.   “Relax. He doesn’t bite. Often.”
21.   “He brought that package to me years ago. He said if anything were to happen to him, I should give it to you when you were ready. Whatever that means.”
22.   “This journal is the key to finding the lost continent of Atlantis!”
23.   “Atlantis? Ha! I wasn’t born yesterday.”
24.   “I’ve spent my whole life studying dead languages. It’s not gibberish to me.”
25.   “My grandfather would have known if this were a fake. I would know. I will stake everything I own, everything that I believe in, that this is genuine.”
26.   “I’ll show them! I will make them believe!”
27.   “Forget the rowboat, son. We’ll travel in style.”
28.   “For years your granddad bent my ear with stories about that old book. I didn’t buy it for a minute.”
29.   “Your grandpa was a great man. You probably don’t realize how great.”
30.   “He died a broken man. If I could bring back just one shred of proof, that’d be enough for me.”
31.   “You know, in order to do what you’re proposing, you’re gonna need a crew.”
32.   “All we need now is an expert in gibberish.”
33.   “You can build on the foundation your grandfather left you, or you can go back to your boiler room.”
34.   “Our lives are remembered by the gifts we leave our children.”
35.   “Carrots. Why is there always carrots? I didn’t even eat carrots.”
36.   “Excuse me? I need to…uh…report in?”
37.   “Blondie, I got a bone to pick with you.”
38.   “You done stuffed my wagon full to bustin’ with nonessentials. Look at all this! Cinnamon, oregano, cilantro. What in the cockadoodle is cilantro?”
39.   “I got your four basic food groups! Beans, bacon, whiskey, and lard!”
40.   “All right, cowboy. Pack it up and move it out.”
41.   “Hey, junior. If you’re looking for the pony rides, they’re back there.”
42.   “Boy, when you settle a bet, you settle a bet.”
43.   “Your granddad always believed you couldn’t put a price on the pursuit of knowledge.”
44.   “Make us proud, boy!”
45.   “You ask too many questions. Who are you? Who sent you? Speak up!”
46.   “Do not be such a crybaby. Hold still.”
47.   “This is an outrage! You must leave at once!”
48.   “Now what have I told you about playing nice with the other kids?”
49.   “Get back! I got soap and I’m not afraid to use it!”
50.   “Back, foul creature! Back to the pit from which you came!”
51.   “Nice, isn’t it? The catalogue says that this little beauty can saw through a femur in 28 seconds. I’m bettin’ I can cut that time in half.”
52.   “How about some slides? The first slide is a depiction of a creature. A creature so frightening that sailors were said to be driven mad by the mere sight of it.”
53.   “Geez, I used to take lunch money from guys like this.”
54.   “This is an illustration of the Leviathan, the creature guarding the entrance to Atlantis.”
55.   “With something like that, I would have white wine.”
56.   “It’s a mythical sea serpent. He’s described in the book of Job. The Bible says out of his mouth go burning lights, sparks of fire shoot out.”
57.   “Do you want to do my job? Be my guest.”
58.   “We took a big hit down here, and we’re taking on water fast! I don’t wanna be around when it hits the boilers!”
59.   “You heard the lady! Let’s move!”
60.   “He took his suitcase? Honey, I don’t think he’s coming back.”
61.   “Seven hours ago we started this expedition with two hundred of the finest men and women I’ve ever known. We’re all that’s left.”
62.   “I won’t sugar-coat it, gentlemen. We have a crisis on our hands.”
63.   “We’ve been up this particular creek before and we’ve always come through, paddle or no paddle. I see no reason to change that policy now.”
64.   “Looks like all our chances for survival rest with you. You and that little book.”
65.   “Will you look at the size of this? It’s gotta be half a mile high, at least. It must have taken hundred, no, thousands of years to carve this thing.”
66.   “Two for flinching.”
67.   “That thing is going to keep me up all night. I know it.”
68.   “There you go. Put some meat on them bones.”
69.   “You’re so skinny if you turned sideways and stuck out your tongue, you’d look like a zipper.”
70.   “You know, we’ve been pretty tough on the kid. What do you say we cut him some slack?”
71.   “Don’t you ever close that book?”
72.   “In this passage here, the shepherd seems to be leading up to something. He calls it the Heart of Atlantis. It could be the power source legends refer to.”
73.   “Sometimes I get a little carried away, but hey you know, that’s what this is all about. I mean, discovery, teamwork, adventure. Unless, maybe you’re just in it for the money.”
74.   “I guess I’m still a little rusty at this. I haven’t gone camping since…well…the last time my grandpa took me.”
75.   “I never got to meet your grandfather. What was he like?”
76.   “No offense, but how does a teenager become the chief mechanic of a multi-million dollar expedition?”
77.   “I took this job when my dad retired, but the funny thing was he always wanted sons, right? One to run his machine shop and the other to be middleweight boxing champion. He got my sister and me instead.”
78.   “It was like a sign from God. I found myself in that boom.”
79.   “Trust me on this, you don’t wanna know. Don’t tell him. You shouldn’t have told me, but you did, and now I’m telling you, you don’t wanna know.”
80.   “All right, who’s not dead? Sound off.”
81.   “Who are you strangers and where did you come from?”
82.   “Your manner of speech is strange to me.”
83.   “Bout time someone hit him. I’m just sorry it wasn’t me.”
84.   “How do they know all these languages?”
85.   “Maybe English is in there somewhere.”
86.   “We are explorers from the surface world. We come in peace.”
87.   “Welcome to the city of Atlantis.”
88.   “There were not supposed to be people down here. This changes everything.”
89.   “You know the law. No outsiders may see the city and live.”
90.   “Your majesty? On behalf of my crew, may I say it is an honor to be welcomed to your city.”
91.   “You presume much to think you are welcome here.”
92.   “I know what you seek and you will not find it here. Your journey has been in vain.”
93.   “Some obstacles cannot be removed with a mere show of force.”
94.   “Return to your people. You must leave Atlantis at once.”
95.   “May I respectfully request that we stay one night, sir? That would give us time to rest, resupply, and be ready to travel by morning.”
96.   “Your heart has softened. 1,000 years ago you would have slain them on sight.”
97.   “1,000 years ago the streets were lit and our people did not have to scavenge for food at the edge of a crumbling city!”
98.   “We were once a great people. Now we live in ruins. The kings of our past would week if they could see how far we have fallen.”
99.   “If these outsiders can unlock the secrets of our past, perhaps we can save our future.”
100. “What they have to teach us we have already learned.”
101.   “Our way of life is dying.”
102.   “Our way of life is preserved. When you take the throne, you will understand.”
103.    “The king and his daughter don’t exactly see eye to eye. She seems to like us okay, but the king…I don’t know. I think he’s hiding something.”
104.     “If he’s hiding something, I want to know what it is.”
105.     “Someone needs to talk to that girl.”
106.     “I have some questions for you and I’m not leaving this city until they’re answered.”
107.      “I have some questions for you and you are not leaving this city until they are answered.”
108.      “There is so much to ask about your world.”
109.      “You are a scholar, are you not? Judging from your diminished physique and large forehead, you are clearly suited for nothing else.”
110.       “How did you get here? Well, I mean, not you personally but your culture. How did all of this end up down here?”
111.        “It is said that the gods became jealous of Atlantis. They sent a great cataclysm and banished up here.”
112.        “All I can remember is the sky going dark and people shouting and running. Then a bright light, like a star, floating about the city. My father said it called my mother to it.”
113.        “Are you telling me that you remember because you were there. No that’s…that’s impossible.”
114.        “How is it you found your way to this place?”
115.        “If it weren’t for this book, we never would have made it.”
116.       “Legend has it that your people possessed a power source of some kind that enable them.”
117.      “You mean you can understand this? This right here, you can read this?”
118.       “Such knowledge has been lost to us since the time of the flood.”
119.       “Follow the narrow passage for another league. There you will find the fifth marker.”
120.     “It looks like some sort of vehicle, but no matter what I try, it will not respond.”
121.     “That’s an easy thing to miss. You know, you deserve credit for even getting this far.”
122.      “This is great! With this thing I could see the whole city in no time at all!”
123.      “My grandpa used to tell me stories about this place as far back as I can remember. I just wish he could be standing here with me.”
124.    “Don’t forget to eat the head. That’s where all the nutrients are.”
125.    “The most we ever hoped to find was some crumbling buildings, maybe some broken pottery. Instead we find a living, thriving society.”
126.    “We are not thriving. True, our people live, but our culture is dying.”
127.     “We are like a stone the ocean beats against. With each passing year, a little more of us is worn away.”
128.      “I have brought you to this place to ask you for your help. There is a mural here with writing all around the pictures.”
129.      “You do swim, do you not?”
130.      “This is amazing! A complete history of Atlantis!”
131.      “It’s the heart of Atlantis!”
132.     “Don’t you get it? The power source I’ve been looking for, the bright light you remember. They’re the same thing!”
133.      “What’s going on? What’s with all the guns?”
134.      “I am such an idiot. This is just another treasure hunt for you.”
135.      “I would’ve told you sooner, but it was strictly on a need-to-know basis. And, well, now you know.”
136.      “I had to be sure you were one of us. Welcome to the club, son.”
137.      “I’m no mercenary.”
138.      “I prefer the term adventure capitalist.”
139.       “You’re the one who got us here. You led us right to the treasure chest.”
140.       “What’s to know? It’s big. It’s shiny. It’s going to make us all rich.”
141.        “You think it’s some kind of a diamond. I thought it was some kind of battery. But we’re both wrong.”
142.        “That crystal is the only thing keeping these people alive. You take that away and they’ll die.”
143.       “Academics. You never want to get your hands dirty.”
144.      “Think about it. If you gave back every stolen artifact from a museum, you’d be left with an empty building. We’re just providing a necessary service to the archeological community.”
145.     “Do yourself a favor. Don’t be like him. For once, do the smart thing.”
146.      “You will destroy yourselves.”
147.      “I suggest you put a bandage on that bleeding heart of yours. It doesn’t suit a mercenary.”
148.     “The heart of Atlantis lies in the eyes of her king.”
149.     “You don’t have the slightest idea what this power is capable of.”
150.     “I can think of a few countries who’d pay anything to find out.”
151.     “All it says here is that the crystal is alive somehow.”
152.     “Why don’t you translate and I’ll wave the gun around.”
153.     “Hold your horses, lover boy.”
154.     “So this is how it ends, huh? Fine. You win. You’re wiping out an entire civilization but, hey, you’ll be rich.”
155.      “That’s what it’s all about, right? Money.”
156.      “Get off your soapbox. You’ve read Darwin. It’s called natural selection. We’re just helping it along.”
157.     “Look at it this way, son. You were the man who discovered Atlantis, and now you’re part of the exhibit.”
158.     “Be serious. This is wrong and you know it.”
159.    “We’re this close to our biggest payday ever and you pick now of all times to grow a conscience.”
160.    “We’ve done a lot of things we’re not proud of. Robbing graves, plundering tombs, double parking. But nobody got hurt. Well, maybe somebody we got hurt, but nobody we knew.”
161.     “She has been chosen. Like her mother before her.”
162.     “In times of danger the crystal will choose a host. One of royal blood to protect itself and its people. It will accept no other.”
163.     “The crystal thrives on the collective emotions of all who came before us. In return, it provides power, longevity, protection.”
164.     “In my arrogance I sought to use it as a weapon of war, but it’s power proved too great to control. It overwhelmed us and led to our destruction.”
165.     “That’s why you hid it beneath the city, to keep history from repeating itself.”
166.     “If she remains bonded to the crystal, she could be lost to it forever.”
167.    “The love of my daughter is all I have left.”
168.    “My burden would have become hers when the time was right, but now it falls to you.”
169.    “Return the crystal. Save Atlantis. Save my daughter.”
170.    “I followed you in and I’ll follow you out. It’s your decision.”
171.    “I think we’ve seen how effective my decisions have been.”
172.    “Let’s recap. I lead a band of plundering vandals to the greatest archeological find in recorded history thus enabling the kidnap and or murder of the royal family, not to mention personally delivering the most powerful force known to man into the hands of a mercenary nutcase who’s probably going to sell it to the Kaiser! Have I left anything out?”
173.  “It’s been my experience when you hit bottom, the only place left to go is up.”
174.  “I didn’t say it was the smart thing, but it is the right thing.”
175.  “We better make sure he doesn’t hurt himself.”
176.  “This is it! We’re going to rescue the princess! We’re going to save Atlantis! Or we’re going to die trying!”
177.   “I love it when I win.”
178.  “We were in this together! You promised me a percentage!”
179.  “I have to hand it to you. You’re a bigger pain in the neck than I would have ever thought possible.”
180. “I consider myself an even-tempered man. It takes a lot to get under my skin, but congratulations! You just won the solid-gold kewpie doll!”
181.  “That’s a darn shame, because I’m just getting warmed up!”
182.   “Atlantis will honor your names forever. I only wish there was more we could do for you.”
183.  “You sure you want to stay? There’s a heroes welcome waiting for the man who discovered Atlantis.”
184.  “I don’t think the world needs another hero.”
185.   “Let’s go over it again, just so we got it straight. You didn’t find anything?”
186.  “I hope this piece of proof is enough for you.”
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antisocialgaycat · 1 year ago
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since none of y'all know how the music program at my skl works i can rant so bands for next year came out today right
like 5 minutes ago
and in that time i have screamed eight times, lied down on the floor twice and almost broken my clarinet three and a half times this is because:
1. how the fuck did j move up and i didnt i am like 20 times better than him and this isnt ego its literal facts (but hey at least he's gone)
2. jazz bands havent come out yet ???????? why
3. i just found 2 new keys that dont work on my clarinet and i realised that i broke the barrel even more
4. also we have no fhorns cos they all moved up or are still in the band below which is sad but also wtf why we deserve fhorns
5. mhgfgjhkgybj i thought the tree licker was gone but i forgot she also does percussion so i still have to deal with her unfortunately (she moved up for trumpet btw)
6. why did s move down a band he deserves better
7. my sister didnt move up to the top band but other worse people did and thats not ok she deserves better
8. why. are. there. no. jazz. bands. yet.
9. c should have moved up she was the best out of all of us but yet shes still in my band (shes first clari tho)
10. why did n move up a band. wait. did he replace s. he better have fucking not.
11. i broke a reed earlier and now im sad
12. l is still one of our percussionists. for the third year in a row. aaaaaaaaaaa why must we suffer this way
13. why are there only 9 clarinets. there were 19 of us last year 14. WHY ARE THERE SO MANY FLUTES
15. how dare jem move up now i have no one to subtly flip off from across the band
16. WE HAVE NO OBOES???????????????
17. we have 1 (one) bassoon
18. i think they made us have 3 different types of saxophone to make up for the fact that we have so little instruments (bad idea)
19. why did they combine treble voices and the boys choir that was a terrible idea
20. why are there so many concerts next term
21. why doesnt wb2 have a tuba ????? 22. why does wb4 only have alto saxophones ?????
23. how the actual fuck did y not move up at least to my band if not higher she deserves it
24. they spelt one of my friends names wrong
25. did n just die cos she definitely still plays flute but isnt in any band
26. one of my best friends will have to share a stand with b who doesnt understand the concept of deodorant i wish her the best of luck
27. unrelated but i think i lost my glasses (again)
28. also m just got completely forgotten too
29. i have to deal with ms e for another full year
30. i do not want to sing with the combined choir cos half of them dont want to be there and i also hate chris with a passion
i think 30 reasons is enough but i have more i am so pissed sdfsfgbgdfs
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airaibunny · 2 years ago
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GENERAL SMUT PROMPTS
1. “i need you, right here/now”
2. “louder/quieter”
3. “i dont care who’s outside”
4. “do you want them to hear?”
5. “what if i dont?”
6. “make me”
7. “you don’t get to tell me what to do”
8. “that’s strike 1/2/3”
9. “if you stop, i’ll stop”
10. “no more, please, i can’t”
11. “where are your manners?”
12. “what did you say?”
13. “try again”
14. “but the cameras” - “they can’t see us from this angle, if you can stay still”
15. “you don’t get to touch”
16. “i’m begging you, touch me, please”
17. “beg for it”
18. “i said no”
19. “stop pushing, it wont end well”
20. “you look so fucking hot right now”
21. “you don’t need anything, you want it”
22. “say it”
23. “use your words”
24. “i can’t understand you”
25. “i can’t read your mind”
26. “could he/she do it better?”
27. “do you wish it was *name* touching you right now?”
28. “play with me”
29. “you’re such a needy girl”
30. “i don’t think your stage outfits cover that”
31. “let me focus”
32. “sluts don’t get to make requests”
33. “what happened? you wanted this so bad five minutes ago”
34. “stop talking”
35. “did i give you permission to talk?”
36. “you don’t understand how angry i am right now”
37. “you’re fucking soaked”
38. “you make me so wet”
39. “why are you already squirming”
40. “can i ask you for something?”
41. “please don’t stop”
42. “please don’t think i’m weird for this”
43. “i’ve been waiting all day”
44. “does that turn you on?”
45. “i need your fingers”
46. “i want you to fuck me”
47. “do it like you mean it”
48. “scream my name while you cum”
49. “call me mommy”
50. “touch yourself, i want to watch”
51. “come here, now.”
52. “on your knees”
53. “turn around”
54. “bend over”
55. “spread your legs/spread your legs further”
56. “you can barely speak, so cute”
57. “you’re so flushed, pretty girl”
58. “sit on my thigh/face/etc”
59. “lift up your leg”
60. “i’m bored, let’s play”
61. “i can see you staring at my tits/thigh/ass”
62. “if you make me/if i have to stop this car, im going to make sure you can’t walk out of it without my help”
63. “harder”
64. “let me do it”
65. “i didnt mean to, im sorry”
66. “dont cum until i tell you to”
67. “what if i just leave you here, wet and needy”
68. “what’s the safe word? you’re going to need it”
69. “what about you?”
70. “it’s my turn now”
71. “i didn’t mean to call you that, i’m sorry”
72. “you look so pretty on your knees”
73. “what are you going to do? punish me?”
74. “i think i deserve a reward”
75. “your *body part* are/is so pretty”
76. “i really don’t care that we’re in public”
77. “keep it up, you won’t like the situation you end up in”
78. “who do you think you are?”
79. “spank me”
80. “choke me”
81. “bite me”
82. “no, don’t go”
83. “you can practice on me”
84. “this is a one time thing”
85. “i thought you said it was a one time thing?”
86. “we can’t do this”
87. “i ordered us something”
88. “that looks too big”
89. “are you comfortable?”
90. “grab the handcuffs and come back here”
91. “you bought a vibrator?”
92. “how do i look?”
93. “you taste so sweet”
94. “i’m/it’s all over your chin”
95. “do you want to try?”
96. “you’re so cute”
97. “do you think about me when you touch yourself?”
98. “why are you being so shy? it’s not like i haven’t already seen all of you”
99. “can we use a toy?”
100. “can i use a toy on you?”
101. “good girl, keep going/just like that”
102. “you’re doing such a good job”
103. “i’m so proud of you”
104. “nobody can know about this, okay?”
105. “how are you so close already?”
106. “i can see how wet you are through your shorts”
107. “can you be quick?”
108. “please, i’ll finish fast”
109. “use your mouth”
110. “why do you get so shy when i use that word?”
111. “i love your tits/ass/etc”
112. “where do you want me to touch you?” - “down there…” - “say the word”
113. “stop teasing me”
114. “i like it when you’re mad”
115. “punish me”
116. “are you going to stop me?”
117. “on the counter/table/etc?”
118. “you’re the only one that gets to touch”
119. “have you seen the things the the fans write about you and *other member*?”
120. “i don’t care what the fans think”
121. “i really need to finish this”
122. “this is exactly how i imagined it”
123. “is that my shirt/underwear/etc?”
124. “everyone else is gone”
125. “fuck, i wish this room was soundproof”
126. “shut up”
127. “relax, angel”
128. “keep doing that, please”
129. “you feel so good”
130. “your skin is so soft”
131. “kiss/touch me, everywhere”
132. “no, you started this, now you’re going to finish it”
133. “pull my hair”
134. “open your mouth”
135. “clean my fingers, this is your mess”
136. “you’re such a messy girl”
137. “why are you so hot”
138. “fuck, i love you so much”
139. “take off your underwear” - “but, there’s other people here” - “they won’t see you, there’s an entire table here”
140. “you’re so gorgeous”
141. “open your eyes”
142. “look at me while you cum”
143. “do you want me to use my fingers/mouth?”
144. “i want you to keep going, forever”
145. “do you want to join me”
146. “you’re not allowed to touch”
147. “bad girls/sluts don’t get to cum”
148. “can you tell me what you did wrong?”
149. “explain what you did, if you don’t finish before you cum, you don’t get to finish again for the rest of the night”
150. “you’re all mine” - “hm…” - “say it” - “i’m all yours”
151. “you’re such a fucking slut/whore/cunt”
152. “how bad do you want it?”
153. “make me cry”
154. “ruin me”
155. “i want to do so many things to you”
156. “you look amazing, really, but i think i prefer the dress on the floor”
157. “i need you”
158. “if you ever pull a stunt like that again, i won’t wait until we get to our bedroom”
159. “say that again, i dare you”
160. “it’s too late for this” - “you don’t have to do anything, just stay laying down”
161. “what does this make us?”
162. “i love making you so flustered, it’s so cute”
163. “do you like it when i touch right here?”
164. “can you stay quiet if i take this call?”
165. “we could get kicked out for this”
166. “don’t make me say it, you know what i want”
167. “let me eat you out while you do that”
168. “can you teach me?”
169. “can i call you mommy?”
170. “what would the others think of this? their innocent little maknae being such a whore”
171. “shower with me”
172. “put your leg over my shoulder”
173. “there’s no one else here, be louder”
174. “look what you did”
175. “i want to taste you”
176. “i’m going to fuck you against the windows, i want everyone to see how good you are”
177. “stop being gentle”
178. “i don’t care what you do, just touch me”
179. “i want to fuck you so bad”
180. “i want to feel you, inside”
181. “i promise i’ll be good, just please…”
182. “you can’t leave marks”
183. “you’re not going to fall, i’ve got you”
184. “we are not doing this standing, there’s a bed right there”
185. “do you like it when i spank you right there?”
186. “stop moving on your own, you’ll take what i give you”
187. “use my thigh”
188. “if you hate me so much, why are you letting me do this?”
189. “you’re really telling me to stop while both of your hands are in my shirt?”
190. “i still hate you”
191. “this is just sex, no strings”
192. “fuck you” - “well, that’s what we’re doing isn’t it?”
193. “you looked so hot out there”
194. “you can take it like a good girl, right?”
195. “swallow”
196. “i’ll untie you if you’re good”
197. “you heard me”
198. “that was a nice way to wake up”
199. “i want to make a mess of you”
200. “breathe, please”
201. “take it like a good girl”
202. “why don’t you make it up to me?”
203. “you think your begging is going to change my mind?”
204. “i don’t care that you’re sorry”
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the-goldenbunny-diaries · 1 year ago
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General Smut Prompts
1. “i need you, right here/now” 2. “louder/quieter” 3. “i dont care who’s outside” 4. “do you want them to hear?” 5. “what if i dont?” 6. “make me” 7. “you don’t get to tell me what to do” 8. “that’s strike 1/2/3” 9. “if you stop, i’ll stop” 10. “no more, please, i can’t” 11. “where are your manners?” 12. “what did you say?” 13. “try again” 14. “but the cameras” - “they can’t see us from this angle, if you can stay still” 15. “you don’t get to touch” 16. “i’m begging you, touch me, please” 17. “beg for it” 18. “i said no” 19. “stop pushing, it wont end well” 20. “you look so fucking hot right now” 21. “you don’t need anything, you want it” 22. “say it” 23. “use your words” 24. “i can’t understand you” 25. “i can’t read your mind” 26. “could he/she do it better?” 27. “do you wish it was *name* touching you right now?” 28. “play with me” 29. “you’re such a needy girl” 30. “i don’t think your stage outfits cover that” 31. “let me focus” 32. “sluts don’t get to make requests” 33. “what happened? you wanted this so bad five minutes ago” 34. “stop talking” 35. “did i give you permission to talk?” 36. “you don’t understand how angry i am right now” 37. “you’re fucking soaked” 38. “you make me so wet” 39. “why are you already squirming” 40. “can i ask you for something?” 41. “please don’t stop” 42. “please don’t think i’m weird for this” 43. “i’ve been waiting all day” 44. “does that turn you on?” 45. “i need your fingers” 46. “i want you to fuck me” 47. “do it like you mean it” 48. “scream my name while you cum” 49. “call me mommy” 50. “touch yourself, i want to watch” 51. “come here, now.” 52. “on your knees” 53. “turn around” 54. “bend over” 55. “spread your legs/spread your legs further” 56. “you can barely speak, so cute” 57. “you’re so flushed, pretty girl” 58. “sit on my thigh/face/etc” 59. “lift up your leg” 60. “i’m bored, let’s play” 61. “i can see you staring at my tits/thigh/ass” 62. “if you make me/if i have to stop this car, im going to make sure you can’t walk out of it without my help” 63. “harder” 64. “let me do it” 65. “i didnt mean to, im sorry” 66. “dont cum until i tell you to” 67. “what if i just leave you here, wet and needy” 68. “what’s the safe word? you’re going to need it” 69. “what about you?” 70. “it’s my turn now” 71. “i didn’t mean to call you that, i’m sorry” 72. “you look so pretty on your knees” 73. “what are you going to do? punish me?” 74. “i think i deserve a reward” 75. “your *body part* are/is so pretty” 76. “i really don’t care that we’re in public” 77. “keep it up, you won’t like the situation you end up in” 78. “who do you think you are?” 79. “spank me” 80. “choke me” 81. “bite me” 82. “no, don’t go” 83. “you can practice on me” 84. “this is a one time thing” 85. “i thought you said it was a one time thing?” 86. “we can’t do this” 87. “i ordered us something” 88. “that looks too big” 89. “are you comfortable?” 90. “grab the handcuffs and come back here” 91. “you bought a vibrator?” 92. “how do i look?” 93. “you taste so sweet” 94. “i’m/it’s all over your chin” 95. “do you want to try?” 96. “you’re so cute” 97. “do you think about me when you touch yourself?” 98. “why are you being so shy? it’s not like i haven’t already seen all of you” 99. “can we use a toy?” 100. “can i use a toy on you?” 101. “good girl, keep going/just like that” 102. “you’re doing such a good job” 103. “i’m so proud of you” 104. “nobody can know about this, okay?” 105. “how are you so close already?” 106. “i can see how wet you are through your shorts” 107. “can you be quick?” 108. “please, i’ll finish fast” 109. “use your mouth” 110. “why do you get so shy when i use that word?” 111. “i love your tits/ass/etc” 112. “where do you want me to touch you?” - “down there…” - “say the word” 113. “stop teasing me” 114. “i like it when you’re mad” 115. “punish me” 116. “are you going to stop me?” 117. “on the counter/table/etc?” 118. “you’re the only one that gets to touch” 119. “have you seen the things the the fans write about you and *other member*?” 120. “i don’t care what the fans think” 121. “i really need to finish this” 122. “this is exactly how i imagined it” 123. “is that my shirt/underwear/etc?” 124. “everyone else is gone” 125. “fuck, i wish this room was soundproof” 126. “shut up” 127. “relax, angel” 128. “keep doing that, please” 129. “you feel so good” 130. “your skin is so soft” 131. “kiss/touch me, everywhere” 132. “no, you started this, now you’re going to finish it” 133. “pull my hair” 134. “open your mouth” 135. “clean my fingers, this is your mess” 136. “you’re such a messy girl” 137. “why are you so hot” 138. “fuck, i love you so much” 139. “take off your underwear” - “but, there’s other people here” - “they won’t see you, there’s an entire table here” 140. “you’re so gorgeous” 141. “open your eyes” 142. “look at me while you cum” 143. “do you want me to use my fingers/mouth?” 144. “i want you to keep going, forever” 145. “do you want to join me” 146. “you’re not allowed to touch” 147. “bad girls/sluts don’t get to cum” 148. “can you tell me what you did wrong?” 149. “explain what you did, if you don’t finish before you cum, you don’t get to finish again for the rest of the night” 150. “you’re all mine” - “hm…” - “say it” - “i’m all yours” 151. “you’re such a fucking slut/whore/cunt” 152. “how bad do you want it?” 153. “make me cry” 154. “ruin me” 155. “i want to do so many things to you” 156. “you look amazing, really, but i think i prefer the dress on the floor” 157. “i need you” 158. “if you ever pull a stunt like that again, i won’t wait until we get to our bedroom” 159. “say that again, i dare you” 160. “it’s too late for this” - “you don’t have to do anything, just stay laying down” 161. “what does this make us?” 162. “i love making you so flustered, it’s so cute” 163. “do you like it when i touch right here?” 164. “can you stay quiet if i take this call?” 165. “we could get kicked out for this” 166. “don’t make me say it, you know what i want” 167. “let me eat you out while you do that” 168. “can you teach me?” 169. “can i call you mommy?” 170. “what would the others think of this? their innocent little maknae being such a whore” 171. “shower with me” 172. “put your leg over my shoulder” 173. “there’s no one else here, be louder” 174. “look what you did” 175. “i want to taste you” 176. “i’m going to fuck you against the windows, i want everyone to see how good you are” 177. “stop being gentle” 178. “i don’t care what you do, just touch me” 179. “i want to fuck you so bad” 180. “i want to feel you, inside” 181. “i promise i’ll be good, just please…” 182. “you can’t leave marks” 183. “you’re not going to fall, i’ve got you” 184. “we are not doing this standing, there’s a bed right there” 185. “do you like it when i spank you right there?” 186. “stop moving on your own, you’ll take what i give you” 187. “use my thigh” 188. “if you hate me so much, why are you letting me do this?” 189. “you’re really telling me to stop while both of your hands are in my shirt?” 190. “i still hate you” 191. “this is just sex, no strings” 192. “fuck you” - “well, that’s what we’re doing isn’t it?” 193. “you looked so hot out there” 194. “you can take it like a good girl, right?” 195. “swallow” 196. “i’ll untie you if you’re good” 197. “you heard me” 198. “that was a nice way to wake up” 199. “i want to make a mess of you” 200. “breathe, please”
*prompts courtesy from airaibunny*
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companionwolf · 2 years ago
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pride month drabble challenge fill #6
prompts: 22. Neopronouns/Pronouns + 29. Dream + 16. "You're not human, are you?"
fandom: XCOM 2 (gen verse)
TWs/CWs: mention of alcoholism
He's floating.
Drifting through the dark, weightless, furiously looking for light and finding none. He begins to fall over himself, wheeling through the empty, struggling to slow down and failing.
Central reaches out blindly into the black, scrambling at the air, and feels the hairs on his neck rise as --
Hello, John Bradford.
It's a male voice, slightly echo-y, slightly surreal. Central struggles to look around; his body feels like lead. He's not spinning through nothing though-- now he's hanging onto a chair in HQ as if he'll start floating away again.
But wait.
It's 2035. He's supposed to be on the Avenger. HQ fell 20 years ago. So why is he...?
Hm, okay, this isn't good.
The world spins. Central spins with it, lightheaded like he's drunk but there's no alcohol here, just the whirling of -- of --
Does this work instead?
His house, the house he knows lies in ruin because he walked there himself after base fall, the house he sat in the rubble of and cried. Central's throat tightens.
Maybe not, says the voice.
Managing to speak, Central asks, "Who are you?"
He is lying on the floor in a bedroom he doesn't know. It has string lights and there is a cat on the end of the bed sleeping. It must be in a city center but that's not possible. He tries to get to his feet, can't move, his body is so heavy.
I don't think this works either.
"Who are you?" Central repeats. His mouth feels dry.
There is no answer anyway.
He breathes heavy against the carpeted floor. He feels sluggish, foggy. Did he drink?
That doesn't matter right now, he thinks. What matters is that the voice is too...
Central forced himself to keep his eye open, to manage to get sat up. "You're not human, are you?" he says.
No, the voice agrees, I'm not.
Something is hovering, looming above him, bright blue and vaugely person shaped --
Fuck, where is his rifle?
John Bradford, calm down. The humanoid shape, blue and tentacled, smiles. I am an ally, not a threat. What is it the Commander says to that Reaper about the hybrids? Friend, not food, I believe.
Central can't think.
"You're -- you know the Commander," he manages.
Yes! They are-- The being pauses. I didn't tell you my name. I am Asaru.
"A pleasure," Central says dryly. "Now what the hell is this?"
Well, mostly it is a dream, Asaru says.
Thank fuck, Central thinks.
But I'm real, Asaru continues. I am an Ethereal. Do you know what that is?
Central stiffens, face twisting into a grimace. "The Elders..."
Where is his gun? His sword? Not that they'd do any good; he can't fucking move--
The Ethereal nods. The four arms, two clasped together, the other just kind of hanging. Don't worry, I am not of them.
"Yeah, like I'll believe that," Central says. His head hurts.
It's okay, says Asaru. The Commander was unsure too.
Central frowns. "What do you mean?" he says.
I am their bond mate, the Ethereal says. We are a pair.
Central stares dumbly. "You're a ... pair?" he parrots back.
We help each other.
"How long have you...?'
The Ethereal smiles, and Central realizes that the shade of blue of Asaru's bioluminescene is the same shade as the Commander's eyes.
"Oh," he says. "Who-- is this their bedroom?"
Asaru nods.
"Why am I in their bedroom?" he asks. "What are you doing to me?" Panic in his stomach.
The Ethereal tips his head. I am talking to you, John Bradford. The rest is ... He hesitates. I don't control it. Not all of it, at least.
God, what does -- wait. Central stares at the alien. "Why do you look like us?"
The Ethereal doesn't answer for a minute. Then he says, my first bond was with a adult human cisgender male. I did not know of myself at the time -- I thought I was him -- and it's me and the Commander's theory I subconiously took on his traits, like his gender.
"So you're a guy?" Central asks. "Do you..." He feels silly asking but the Commander is apparently this thing's friend and would probably be mad if he didn't do this. "Pronouns?"
He and him, thank you!
"Yeah, alright," Central says. "Now what did you need me for?"
I wanted to introduce myself.
"Why now, though?"
I can't do it in person, Asaru says. It would scare everyone. You'd probably shoot at me.
Not wrong about that, he thinks.
The dream makes you less...um, rational, the Ethereal goes on. Makes you slower to react. And it's easier to get into your head when you're asleep.
"Well, get out," Central snaps.
I will, Asaru says. I just wanted to properly meet you.
"You're weird, alien," Central says. Asaru laughs, and he thinks he hears notes of the Commander's own laugh in it.
Oh, the Ethereal adds as he turns away. I repaired some of the damage to your liver-- I cannot do much remotely. But you should stop that shit in any case.
Central blinks. What.
My first bond did that too, the drinking, Asaru says. It didn't do him any good. Won't do you any either. He sounds sad. We can help you stop. If you want us.
Central looks away, feeling his stomach churn. "I don't need your help," he says. "But thanks."
Mmm, would you let the Commander do it instead? If it was just them.
Fuck, he does want to be there for them, wants a life after this-- he won't get it if he's....
Central makes a noise of affirmation. Asaru smiles. I will let them know, he says. Then he perks up, looks at something Central can't see.
I have to go now, John Bradford, he says. It was nice to meet you as myself. The Commander is right to love you. You will be happy, I think. When this ends.
Central's brain stops working.
The Commander loves me?
The world is brilliant blue, and he falls.
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snowdice · 4 months ago
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Big Bang Editing Story [Day 123]
I started writing this fic while editing my Big Bang story years ago, but am going to continue doing it for other things now that Kill Dear is out. I will write and publish 100 words of the story every time I finish doing whatever task I’m doing. If you’d like to block these proceedings, please feel free to block the tag ‘proofread stories.’ I will reblog this post with the parts of the story I do today. Edited chapters are linked; everything else I’ve done so far is under the cut.
My Master Post Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25 Part 26 Part 27 Part 28 Part 29 Part 30 Part 31 Part 32 Part 33 Part 34 Part 35 Part 36 Part 37 Part 38 Part 39 Part 40 Part 41 Part 42 Part 43 Part 44 Part 45 Part 46 Part 47 Part 48 Part 49 Part 50 Part 51 Part 52 Part 53 Part 54
There won't be much of this today honestly lol. I have no motivation.
Chapter 55 (Logan)
Virgil was beginning to be able to read some of the common instructions in magic books, but Logan still made sure to read out the instructions to him at least twice before setting him loose. He’d started to jot down notes to himself about things, though these notes were not words, but various symbols that only made sense to the boy himself.
Logan had asked about their meaning at one point and received an answer that, while earnest, was unintelligible. The symbols were mostly just pictures of things to represent certain steps in spell casting, but they were filtered through Virgil’s rudimentary penmanship and often bizarre perception of the world.
Though, despite the fact that Logan could not often decipher his chicken scratch, it did seem to help him produce more and more quality charms even as Logan began to introduce more complicated processes to make them. He was a very good student even if he didn’t have the best foundation for learning.
“I add lavender for the next step, right?” Virgil asked, his finger on a word in Logan’s magic book.
“That is correct,” Logan confirmed.
Virgil looked back at the book and mouthed the word ‘lavender’ to himself before turning back to his potion. He grabbed a few sprigs of lavender and threw them into the cauldron.
The liquid popped and bubbled violently, but Virgil didn’t flinch as he once would have, prepared for it now.
After the lavender, Logan knew that it would have to simmer for 5 minutes. Virgil looked down at the boiling liquid, contemplating it for a long moment.
“Can I soak a knife in it?” he asked.
“What?” Logan asked.
“Can I soak a knife in the potion once it’s done?”
“In that potion?” Logan clarified. “In the emergency hand warmer potion?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“I think a hot knife would be useful,” Virgil said.
“For what?”
Virgil shrugged. “Cooking food on the road,” he said, “burning wood, stabbing someone and immediately cauterizing the wound.”
“That is… not a standard use for this potion,” Logan said.
Virgil titled his head at him. “Would it work though?”
“Well, I don’t know,” Logan contemplated. “Perhaps. The potion can cause burns if one uses too much of it or if it is used without an appropriate layer between it and the skin. If one were to pick a knife with enough surface area and let it soak long enough, it could in theory get hot enough to do as desired. Hmm…” he thought about it. “There would perhaps be the problem of the potion not sticking to the knife very long as it is intended to soak into fabric. However, cardamom could solve that issue as long as it doesn’t interact with any other ingredients. Let me see that spell.”
Virgil stepped out of his way so he could study the page. “Yes,” Logan said after scanning through all of the ingredients. “I think cardamom would work for something like that. Let me go find some.”
He turned to walk towards where he kept his supplies of potion ingredients. Virgil followed on his heals.
“Can we use a serrated knife?”
“Oh, that’s a good idea, Virgil,” Logan said, nodding as he searched through the cupboard that should hold the coriander. “The knife being serrated would help keep the potion stuck to the blade after many uses and would increase the surface area.”
“That was certainly my intention,” Virgil said smoothly. There was something odd about the tone that had Logan turning and blinking at him. Virgil just smiled at him innocently and Logan turned back to the cabinet finally locating the cardamom.
“So how are we going to use that?” Virgil asked.
“We’ll put it in right before the last step and let it sit for about 3 minutes,” Logan said. “If it doesn’t quite work, we may need to make another batch. There are options other than cardamom, but that’s the first idea that comes to mind and it’s a lot simpler if it works.”
He continued to speak of the many other options they could try as they returned to the caldron as well as how they could test the hot knife. It was already about time for the next step and Virgil did it without interrupting Logan’s rant.
Virgil listened to his suggestions with interest all while still making sure the potion he was making was progressing well.
Logan did eventually take over to finish the potion with the revised steps he’d come up with and they ended up with a potion that looked perfect except it was a few shades darker than the one they’d originally been planning to make.
“Well, it looks good,” Logan declared. “We will need to acquire a knife to test its effectiveness, however.”
“There are a few good ones in the kitchen,” Virgil pointed out. “I especially like the one 10 inch one with the black and white handle.”
“You have been eyeing up the kitchen knives?” Logan asked.
Virgil rolled his eyes as though that was not a perfectly reasonable question to ask him. “We should steal that one,” Virgil said.
“Do you think we’ll be able to sneak past Ms. Heart to steal a knife from her kitchen?” Logan asked.
“We can’t,” Virgil said. The ‘but I can’ was implied.
Logan almost didn’t believe him… and then he remembered the water pouch incident. “It’s the dinner rush,” Logan said. “We should probably wait for a bit.”
Virgil was shaking his head. “The dinner rush is the best time,” he said. “Everyone will be distracted, and all of the knives will be out and in prime stealing position.”
“And if Patton’s mother catches us messing around in her kitchen during her busiest time of day, she will have Father ground us for a week.”
“Then we just won’t get caught,” Virgil said.
“I’m not sure if it’s that simple,” Logan said with a frown.
“You can stay here if you want,” Virgil offered. “I’ll just go by myself.”
“No, I’ll come too,” Logan relented, though he did still have some reservations about the idea.
He let Virgil lead him towards the main dining hall. By now, Virgil knew the kitchens and dining hall very well.
“Stay here,” he said. They were in a hallway a few feet down from the staff entrance to the main kitchen. “I’m going to do some reconnaissance.”
“What type of reconnaissance?” Logan asked, but Virgil had already vanished before his very eyes. With a blink, Logan looked up and saw a dark figure disappear onto a balcony overhead.
Well, Logan really had no choice but to wait there for him. It wasn’t like he could follow him. He could hear the clatter of silverware on plates from the dining hall down the corridor as he impatiently waited. It only took Virgil a bit over five minutes to return. He dropped suddenly from above and landed in front of Logan in a crouch.
“Well?” Logan asked, letting a bit of irritation into his tone so Virgil knew he was displeased. Virgil did not seem to care.
“Got it,” Virgil said with a wide grin, brandishing a large kitchen knife.
Logan flinched back at the unexpected sight of a weapon.
“You said you were doing reconnaissance!” he sputtered. “Not…” he trailed off remembering that while they weren’t in eyesight of anyone right now, they could be in earshot of someone. He lowered his tone, “stealing the knife already.”
“I was doing reconnaissance,” Virgil said with a shrug, “and then I used the information gathered by that reconnaissance to steal a knife.”
Logan narrowed his eyes at him.
Virgil just smiled. “You would have gotten in my way.”
“I would not have,” Logan insisted.
“How many times has Patton’s mom caught you stealing food from the kitchens in the past?” he asked.
Logan pursed his lips. “That is Patton’s doing,” he said.
“Sure,” Virgil said with an eyeroll. “I’ll have you prove it some other day, but for now,” he twirled the knife around in a way that made Logan cringe even though he did seem to have an expert handle over it. “We have a knife.”
“Right,” Logan agreed with a nod. “We should continue the experiment.”
Virgil stored the knife away… somewhere on his person, and they snuck back to Logan’s rooms.
When Virgil handed over the knife, Logan did have to admit it was a perfect specimen for their project: long and saw-like with a heatproof handle.
Logan carefully set it in a shallow dish and proceeded to pour the potion they’d made onto it. They let it sit for a little under half an hour before carefully pulling it out of the concoction with tongs and letting it airdry. Meanwhile, Virgil suggested they set up a testing area with various old sheets and clothing. They’d even found and decorated an armor stand with an old suit that Logan particularly disliked.
“Well,” Logan said once he’d tapped the handle and had not gotten burned by the potion. “I think we can test it now.” For safety, he made Virgil put on thick heatproof gloves before handing him the knife.
“So how do I make it work?” Virgil asked.
“The original potion works through light friction,” Logan said.
“So just start stabbing things?”
Logan went to respond, but before he could, Virgil had already twisted around and sliced through one of the sheets hanging in Logan’s potion room. There was a sizzling noise as the knife cut through the sheet like it was tissue paper leaving two aflame halves flapping about.
Logan leapt forward to tear the pieces of sheet down and the two of them stomped on the flames to put out the fire.
“It’s perfect,” Virgil said with a grin once the charred remains of the sheet were extinguished.
“It does seem to work as intended,” Logan agreed.
“Let’s do it again,” Virgil said.
“Er, well, perhaps we shouldn’t…,” Logan started, but Virgil had already set his eyes on the armor stand they’d set up. That suddenly seemed like not such a good idea to Logan.
He stabbed the armor stand viciously. It went up in violent flames. Logan’s eyes widened as the blaze only seemed to get bigger as Virgil drew back the knife.
Virgil did not seem to share Logan’s worry as he turned and stabbed another piece of hanging clothing, setting it ablaze as well.
“Virgil, no! You’re going to burn the room down!” Logan yelped.
The armor stand, at that very moment, decided to fall to the ground. They had, perhaps, not set the testing area up as well as they should have because it fell directly onto one of Logan’s rugs and set that on fire as well.
“Oops,” Virgil said, eyes wide.
Above the sound of crackling fire, Logan heard a tapping on the door between his bedroom and work room. It opened slightly after a moment and Logan’s father’s voice called out as he was sticking his head into the room, “Um, what do you mean Virgil… is burning the room down!”
The moment Logan’s father fully processed the presence of the flames, he was bursting into the room. He at least remembered that there was a fire extinguishing powder stocked in Logan’s work room even though that fact had slipped Logan’s mind in the chaos. (Perhaps Logan should have thought to set it out when they were testing a fire knife, but Logan would just add that to his growing list of regrets.)
The king managed to put all of the fires out within 30 seconds of poking his head through the door, but the fire left in his eyes when he turned to look at them afterwards was perhaps more dangerous.
Virgil slowly hid the knife behind his back. It was probably a bit late for that.
“What were the two of you doing in here?” the king asked.
“Nothing,” Logan said. Virgil shot him a look that told Logan what the boy thought about his lying abilities.
Logan’s father put his hands on his hips. “‘Nothing’ set the rug on fire?”
“We may have been doing a small experiment,” Logan said.
“What experiment?” the king asked.
“…I do not wish to say.”
“Logan.”
“Virgil wanted a fire knife.”
“A what?”
Virgil frowned over at Logan. “Your resistance to interrogation techniques is deplorable.”
Father turned to look at Virgil and obviously spotted the fact that Virgil was holding something behind his back.
“Give it here,” Father said, though his tone was a bit gentler with Virgil than it had been with Logan.
Virgil debated it for a moment, but then offered over the knife with a pout on his face. Father gingerly took it and the fire-resistant gloves from him. “Where did the two of you even get this knife?”
“You can’t tell her,” Logan said.
“You stole a knife from the kitchens?!” the king asked.
“We borrowed it,” Logan said.
“Can it be used for cooking anymore?”
“…Well.”
“In the intended manner.”
“No.”
“Then you stole it.”
Logan just frowned and looked away.
“I’m going to go put this in a secure location,” Father said, grimacing at the fire knife in his hands. “No more experiments for you two for a month. I’ll sic Patton on you.”
With that, he picked up what was left of the fire extinguishing powder (just in case) and turned to exit the room.
“Well,” Logan said once he was gone. “That was irresponsible.”
“I could steal it back from him.”
“N-no don’t do that.”
“I definitely could though,” Virgil said.
“I did not hear you say that,” Logan said, putting his hands over his ears. “I am not responsible for any more of your actions in this matter. I am going to the library.”
He walked out of the room then and Virgil followed him to the upstairs library. He said nothing more about the fire knife, but Logan would be a fool to suppose he forgot about it.
Chapter 56 (Thomas)
“Good day for a picnic,” Helen commented as she handed over the basket Thomas had requested from her a few days before. He was taking Logan, Patton, and Virgil to the cliffs today and it was perfect weather for it. Spring was truly here, which meant that those of Thomas’s duties that had laid dormant over the harsh winter were about to start up again.
The world had been on pause for a bit considering no armies or agents from any kingdom could get through the snow the last few months, but the concerns of last fall were showing their heads once again.
Thomas had just gotten word a day ago that the queen of Lamir had routed out a second assassin hiding in her ranks over the winter. The assassin had been sent shortly after it was made clear that the queen wouldn’t bow down after the assassination of her mother. Luckily, the assassin sent for Queen Cecil had not managed to complete her mission during the winter months.
While there had been no similar attempt on Prijaznia soil, Thomas couldn’t help but feel it was only a matter of time now that the snow had melted. They were already working on increasing security in the coming weeks and, though it was doubtful an assassin had managed to hide in the castle all winter without revealing themselves, they’d be closely scrutinizing all of the newer staff members.
It would be a stressful time in the coming months, which is why, despite everything Thomas needed to do, he was still going to take his son and his son’s friends on a picnic today. Logan had already started taking on royal duties as of late, but he still hadn’t taken them all on quite yet. Considering this was last summer before Logan was of age, they should at least try to take advantage of it where they could. Patton was a year younger, but the sentiment held for him as well.
Then there was Virgil. Despite their best efforts, they still didn’t know enough about Virgil, but Thomas was fairly sure he’d never had a summer to enjoy until now.
“Thanks for prepping lunch for us,” Thomas said to Helen with a smile.
“No problem,” she said waving them off. “I put in some of Virgil’s favorites.”
“Great,” Thomas said. “Do you know where the kids are?”
“Patton said they were going to go pet the cats, so I’d guess they’re in the gardens.”
Thomas thanked her again and told her to have a good day before exiting the kitchen. There was a nearby door that led straight towards the part of the gardens Patton and Logan had always favored. He figured they’d either still be around there or they would have wandered towards the stables by now knowing that they’d be taking horses to the cliffs.
So, he decided to simply walk the normal path from the door to the stable, hoping to find them.
His prediction ended up being hilariously correct. They were indeed on the path Thomas had chosen. It was clear they (or at least Logan) were attempting to make it to the stable. However, as was typical, a portion of the party had been waylaid by whimsy.
Logan was standing further down the path, arms crossed and frowning as he watched his friends. Patton and Virgil were surrounded by cats. Patton was sitting down, holding two of them in his lap and watching Virgil’s legs being swarmed by the rest of them, maybe two dozen in total.
Virgil looked confused, but not unhappy about the presence of so many cats. He was leaning down to try to pet them all.
Logan met Thomas’s eyes as he approached and waved a frustrated hand at the two of them. Logan couldn’t help but smile.
“Virgil fed one of them,” Logan complained as though he wanted Thomas to somehow go into the past and prevent this crime.
Patton and Virgil looked over at Thomas, noticing him when Logan addressed him.
“You’re going to make Princess Marisol jealous,” Thomas said. Logan frowned at Thomas as he used the ‘Princess’ label for the cat.
“Princess Marisol decided not to come,” Virgil said with a shrug. He continued to pet one of the cats.
“She’s probably sleeping on my pillow,” Logan said, sounding grumpy.
Thomas just chuckled. Princess Marisol was technically Logan’s cat, at least that’s what the kids said, and she did spend much of her time in the royal rooms. However, she was very clearly actually Virgil’s cat. Virgil just spent a lot of time in the royal wing as well.
In fact, Thomas still didn’t know where Virgil was supposed to be sleeping. He and Mr. Deknis had actually tried to tail him a couple of times, but he always ended up sleeping in Logan’s room those nights.
Knowing Virgil, he might just sleep in the walls. Though that still did not answer the question of where his parents or guardians were. They still had not figured it out. Thomas would assume he was an orphan who’d snuck onto castle grounds for safety, but Virgil had told Mr. Deknis during their first meeting that he was supposed to be in the castle, and it had not been a lie.
Then again, it had slowly become apparent that Virgil was good at dodging the multrum’s powers. It was starting to seem more likely that he’d somehow inserted a second meaning into his answer to Mr. Deknis that night than he somehow had some ghost guardian no one was able to locate working in the castle.
“She deserves the pillow more than you,” Virgil said, bringing Thomas’s thoughts back to the situation at hand. The look of audacity on Logan’s face made Thomas chuckle.
Thomas cut in before it could become a fight. “I could get Princess Marisol a pillow, so she doesn’t sleep on yours. Or we can get you a new pillow if you’d prefer, Logan.”
“It’s not about the pillow for her,” Logan argued. “It’s about her inflated sense of superiority.”
“She deserves it,” Virgil declared. Thomas could tell he was just trying to rile Logan up, and Thomas was sure Logan knew it too, but still his son reacted exactly in the way Virgil wanted him to.
“You have enabled and encouraged this behavior from the start!” Logan seethed.
“She’s a Princess.”
“She is not a princess!”
Patton shook his head while squeezing the cats in his arms, completely used to this behavior at this point. He ran a chin idly over one of the cat’s heads while watching the argument.
“We’re never going to make it to the picnic at this rate,” Thomas said to him, “and after your mother made all of this wonderful food.”
“You’re the dad,” Patton said. “Make them stop.”
And, of course, Patton did just mean that he was Logan’s dad with that statement. However, when he glanced back up at the silly argument still going on between his son and the cat covered boy on the ground, it did almost look like a fight between siblings.
Especially with the dark hair and stubborn but mischievous look in Virgil’s eyes, Thomas could almost imagine the boy being his own child.
He shook away the thoughts and glanced at the picnic basket in his hand.
“We do have a lot of food in this basket,” Thomas said, pitching his voice up so that Logan (and more importantly) Virgil would hear them clearly.
Virgil immediately turned to look at him, abandoning all interest in antagonizing Logan to look at the basket curiously.
Thomas was never sure if he should be amused or worried about how food motivated Virgil often was.
“What’s in the basket?” Virgil asked.
“I’m not sure,” Thomas said. “Patton’s mom made it. We’ll just have to see once we get to the picnic area.”
Virgil nodded in understanding and began to gently scoot all of the cats out of his lap. Logan rolled his eyes, but didn’t seem inclined to continue the argument he’d been dragged into. Virgil and Patton got to their feet and they continued on their way towards the stables.
The horses Thomas had requested be prepared for their trip were already in saddles, though the stable hand who had been handling Mr. Apples seemed a bit dirtier and more exhausted than the rest.
The stable hand seemed as happy to hand Mr. Apples over to Virgil as Virgil was to have Mr. Apples handed over to him. Thomas received Bella with a smile and Logan and Patton got their own horses as well.
The Cliffs were about half an hour's ride from the main castle. There was a mostly well-maintained path to it, though it was easy to get lost if one didn’t know the way. Mr. Apples knew the way perhaps better than Thomas himself and seemed annoyed by the fact that Thomas was trying to lead the way.
Virgil and Thomas ended up side-by-side whenever the path allowed it to placate him.
He still marveled at how willing Mr. Apples was to let Virgil ride him, especially when he tossed his head in Thomas’s direction, a horse’s equivalent of giving Thomas a stink-eye.
“Are you excited for the picnic?” Thomas asked the boy beside him.
Virgil glanced over at him and nodded.
“I am too,” Thomas said. “It’s always beautiful this time of year. I’m glad I could find the time to take you all there this year.”
“Are you very busy?” Virgil asked curiously.
“I am king,” Thomas reminded, “and now that the world isn’t snowed in anymore things will be busy.”
“With the war?” Virgil asked.
Thomas paused for a few seconds. “Yes,” he confirmed. “With the war, but you don’t need to worry about that.”
“Why shouldn’t I?” Virgil asked.
“You’re just a kid,” Thomas said.
“I’m 14,” Virgil said.
Thomas glanced at him. “Exactly,” he said, “a kid, and luckily, you’re in a place that can afford you the luxury of being one.”
“What do you mean?”
“The war has been mainly fought on Mocnejsi soil in recent years. Our boarders have held strong against invasions. Unless something goes horribly wrong suddenly, it would take a long time for the main conflict to get here. The only real threat in the castle would be assassins sent after me personally.”
“Right,” Virgil said. There was an awkward pause in conversation before he spoke again. “You’re winning the war then?” he asked.
“Something could always happen,” Thomas said, “but for the most part, yes, we have quite the advantage right now.”
“Oh,” Virgil said.
Thomas shook his head as they were coming up to a narrowing of the path. “Anyway, today is a day to not think about war. Today we’re going to have a lovely picnic and do some bird watching.”
“Right,” Virgil agreed from behind Thomas as Bella took the lead (to Mr. Apples discontent.)
When the path widened again, Thomas did his best to direct the topic to lighter subjects and soon they made it to The Cliffs.
Chapter 57 (Virgil)
Virgil had never been to a picnic. At least, that’s what Patton had informed him when Virgil had described his past experiences of eating outdoors. Logan had agreed even though he’d admitted that the definition of “picnic” was only eating a pre-packaged meal outdoors which Virgil had done plenty of times.
From what Virgil could tell, the main difference was just how much stuff one brought to a picnic.
In addition to the basket full of food (that Virgil still hadn’t gotten to look in yet), the king had brought a large soft quilt that he had Logan and Virgil spread out on the ground for them all to sit on.
Patton and Logan had also packed some things themselves to bring along. Logan had brought along a book to read, and Patton had brought along a board game (thankfully not checkers but something Virgil did not recognize). Virgil hadn’t brought anything (except for the fire knife he was definitely not supposed to have and was definitely not letting the king see) because he hadn’t known he was supposed to bring things. He wouldn’t have known what to bring anyway.
The blanket was soft and a much better alternative to sitting on the ground, especially because, while there was grass at the top of The Cliffs, there were also a good number of rocks.
The king set the picnic basket in the middle of the blanket once it was spread out and then lowered himself down to sit on one side. Patton quickly followed him, already fiddling with some of his board game pieces, though he wasn’t setting it up yet. Virgil highly doubted that Logan was going to be allowed to read his book unless Patton eventually got bored of the game.
However, they would, hopefully, be allowed to make use of the basket the king had brought along.
Virgil followed the king and Patton’s lead and got to his knees on the blanket across the picnic basket from the king. He peered at the basket curiously.
He didn’t quite know what picnic food was, but Patton had told them they’d be getting ‘picnic food’ and he was very curious about what that meant.
King Thomas smiled at him. “Let’s see what Patton’s mom packed us, huh?” He reached for the basket and flipped it open as Logan sat next to Virgil. “There is a lot more food than usual in here,” the king said, sounding amused. “Let’s see.”
He began to pull out packaged food and glanced in each package to identify it before setting it out.
“We have a few types of mini sandwiches,” he said, putting them down, “and some pasta salad.” He set down the bowl.
“We also have… er something else.” He showed it to Logan.
“They’re hot cauliflower bites,” Logan said instantly upon seeing them. Virgil perked up in excitement. That was one of his favorite foods.
“Ah,” King Thomas said, but shrugged and set it down. “We also have two desserts apparently: cookies and mini apple pies. That last one’s a bit extra for a picnic.”
“They’re very good,” Virgil said happily.
“And we also have.” King Thomas paused, looking confused. “Chicken alfredo?”
“Yes!” Virgil said.
“Why do we have chicken alfredo for a picnic?”
“It’s a Virgil picnic,” Logan groaned. “She packed us a Virgil picnic.”
“Hey, at least momma sent us something too,” Patton said.
“I think I’ll stick to sandwiches for today,” King Thomas said. He looked at Patton and Logan. “Do either of you want…?”
“No,” Logan said. Patton shook his head.
The king nodded and offered the entire covered bowl of chicken alfredo to Virgil. “Here, this one’s yours,” he said.
“Really?” Virgil asked tentatively. It wasn’t exactly strange for people here to offer him food, and he’d expected and anticipated getting to eat on this venture, but the king of the country offering him an entire bowl of his favorite food was something else.
“It’s not really my idea of a picnic food and you seem excited for it,” King Thomas said with a warm smile, still holding it out.
Virgil took it reverently. Despite the time it had taken to get to the cliffs, the bottom of the container was still warm. Virgil assumed it was one of the heating spells the kitchen sometimes used.
“Thanks,” Virgil said, setting it in his lap.
“Of course, Virgil,” the king said.
The bowl was enough for four people to have a little bit, but for one person it was a lot. Still, Virgil was offered a little of every other food in the picnic basket (and he ate a good number of the hot cauliflower bites).
“Where do you put all of that?” the king asked when Virgil finished polishing off the chicken alfredo bowl.
Everyone else seemed to have finished eating long before Virgil, though Patton still had a small plate of grapes, and he occasionally popped one in his mouth. King Thomas was currently setting up the board game they’d brought on the blanket between all of them.
Virgil shrugged in answer to his question. “It’s good,” he said, “and I don’t want to waste any of it.”
“You know we can just take the leftovers back to the castle and eat them later,” King Thomas said. “You don’t have to eat it all now.”
Virgil just shrugged again, watching as the king set out a group of 8 figures on the board.
“Here, which character do you want to be?” the king asked Virgil, gesturing at the group of figures. Virgil had not noticed the figures were different at first glance. They were all copper colored and about the size of his thumb, but they had slightly different shapes. He squinted at them each carefully, finding they all looked like people, but with different clothing. Some worse pants and some skirts, a few had hats, and one was even carrying a book.
After a few moments, he pointed at one that looked like it had vines wrapped around its arms and was wearing a floppy hat that almost covered its eyes.
“That’s the druid,” King Thomas told him with a grin. “Good choice, and luckily not one that anyone usually fights over.” He glanced at Logan who didn’t react to his father’s gaze. He just plucked the figure clutching the book off the board for himself.
Patton and the king picked pieces for themselves. Patton picked one with an apron that kind of reminded Virgil of his mom and the king picked one that was in a suit of armor before putting the other 4 figures away.
Unlike checkers, this game wasn’t just for two people, and so no one had to sit watching people play while bored out of their mind.
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They played a practice round so Virgil could figure out how the game worked, though honestly it wasn’t that complicated, so it wasn’t really necessary.
The theme of the game was all about stealing. They were supposed to steal special tokens from other players as well as characters in the game and the first person with 20 tokens won.
The other three players argued that stealing was not the point and not the main mechanism of the game, but considering Virgil was consistently winning the entire time, he would argue they were just playing it wrong. He managed to collect 20 tokens before anyone else. In second place at this time was Logan with 9 tokens.
Logan insisted on continuing to play the game to determine 2nd and 3rd place, so Virgil ended up watching them play for a bit. Virgil didn’t mind sitting and watching other people play this game, mostly because he still had the joy of victory running in his veins.
Thomas was definitely going to lose, he noted. He kept wasting his money feeding the nonplayer characters who lived on his lands. Virgil didn’t mention this faulty strategy to him in case Virgil ever played him again.
When Logan took too long thinking about his next move, Virgil took in their surroundings.
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He’d been a bit too distracted by the prospect of food and then trying to understand (and then win) the game to truly take in The Cliffs. They were settled a good distance away from the cliffside but Virgil could still see how quickly the edge dropped off. He couldn’t see the large river he was told was at its base from where he was sitting, but he did see a few of the promised wild birds (including doves) flying around. The king had promised they’d bird watch for a bit, and Virgil figured that would happen after the game was over.
A cool spring breeze brushed across Virgil’s face, and he put his hand in his hoodie pockets to warm them. Instead, his fingers hit something icy cold.
For a moment, he didn’t remember what it was. The crescent shape of it was familiar when he put his hand over it, but he had never felt it cold before.
It was the protection charm: the first charm Virgil had ever made with Logan so many months ago. It was meant to ward off small threats as well as warn you about larger threats by changing temperature…
It had always been warm.
“What?” Patton asked, having noticed Virgil suddenly tense. Virgil, despite how he drilled into his friend’s heads to stay alert had gone soft. He’d let himself be distracted by a full belly and warm blankets and fun games.
He didn’t answer Patton. He filtered the other boy’s worried face out as well as Logan’s face as he glanced at him and the king’s still focused on the game for now. He filtered out the picnic blanket and smell of food still lingering in the air and the vine covered figure set in the middle of the board on the winner’s space. He filtered out the sound of the breeze and the breath of his companions and the distant chirping of birds.
And he heard a whoosh.
Chapter 58 (Patton)
If Patton hadn’t already been looking, he probably wouldn’t have had any idea what happened.
Everything had been fine. Virgil had been sitting cross legged, idly watching the conclusion of the game they’d been playing when his posture had suddenly changed. Patton had looked over at him only to see an expression on his face he didn’t recognize, but it didn’t seem good.
“What?” Patton had asked, but the question didn’t seem to register to Virgil.
Logan had glanced up confused and also noticed Virgil’s face. He’d just opened his mouth to also ask what was going on when chaos descended.
Virgil was suddenly moving, crashing into King Thomas who hadn’t even looked up to see something was wrong at that point. Patton realized after the fact that Virgil had swiped up the board of the game they’d been playing as he jumped over it, the pieces previously stacked on it scattering all over the blanket. There were three thumps as some things hit the thick board, imbedding themselves into the surface.
When Virgil discarded the board in favor of the picnic basket, Patton saw there were small darts in it oozing a dark black liquid. The parts of the board they touched were dissolving, the grass under the new holes beginning to wilt rapidly.
Logan seemed to notice the oozing liquid the same moment Patton did and was quicker to realize what it was. He grabbed Patton’s arm and yanked him away from the board so hard he almost dislocated Patton’s shoulder, not that Patton was too worried about that. He scrambled away from it when he realized what it must be himself.
He could hear the sound of glassware smashing above them. Logan and Patton had rolled off the blanket in their quest to get away from the smoldering, melting board and apparently Virgil had pulled the picnic blanket fully over the king at some point.
Virgil himself was now gone from where he’d been the last time Patton had looked and it took him a moment to figure out where the boy had gone. The person who had been shooting poisoned darts at them had been drawn out of the wooded area they’d been hiding in by Virgil’s attacks.
They were cloaked in dark green from head to toe, explaining why they’d been difficult to spot when they were in the woods. Whoever they were, they were significantly larger than Virgil, possibly an actual adult or almost adult assassin, but they were also clearly a long distant fighter. They had not been expecting resistance let alone resistance in the form of a so quick he was almost a blur fellow assassin.
They had a bow strapped to their back, but they hadn’t had a chance to get it. Instead, they were trying to fight Virgil off with an arrow they’d managed to draw from their quiver. Virgil, meanwhile was lunging at them with a broken piece of plate in one hand and the picnic basket in the other.
Virgil dodged out of the way of the arrow striking towards his arm, though Patton didn’t think it was because he was afraid of getting scratched by an arrow, but because it may also be poisoned tipped.
Virgil was distracted by dodging for long enough that the older assassin managed to hit him in the face with the arm not holding the arrow.
He went down, but he took the older assassin with him, sweeping their legs out from under them. Patton hadn’t noticed (his mind working too slow for how fast they were moving) but they were on a slight incline. They went rolling in a tangle of arms and legs towards the edge of the cliff and skidded to a stop only a few feet away.
Virgil ended up on top, his piece of broken plate in his hands. He moved to slash it across the other assassin’s throat and managed to draw blood, but the assassin’s fist came out to shove at Virgil’s chest at just the right moment, causing the strike to veer off course and slice across the assassin’s cheek instead.
Virgil jerked to the side to avoid a second strike to the chest and went back for another slash. The other assassin rolled to the side as he did and the plate only managed to nick their ear. The point of the motion hadn’t been to dodge, however. They were lunging for the arrow they’d dropped a few feet away while they’d rolled. They grabbed it with their right hand and in the same motion stabbed back behind them towards Virgil.
Virgil rolled to avoid the hit, already slashing up with his plate as the assassin turned back towards him.
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He didn’t hit them this time but his swipe managed to stop them from stabbing him when they tried again. They shoved themselves back to avoid Virgil’s swing, putting a bit of distance between them. Both of them managed to make it to their feet during the momentary reprieve, but both also stayed crouched, eyeing each other.
They both lunged towards each other at the same time. The assassin went for a stab to Virgil’s neck with the arrow, but Virgil was already ducking down. This time, he wasn’t going for a kill shot. He grabbed the assassin’s wrist and at the same time drove his piece of plate into the assassin’s arm, slicing down from the elbow to wrist. The assassin spoke for the first time, cursing in a language Patton didn’t recognize as they were forced to drop their arrow.
Virgil took a moment to kick the arrow away from the assassin and it ended up falling off the cliff.
However, this pause gave the assassin enough time to regroup. Despite their arm bleeding profusely, they still decided to use it to backhand Virgil across the face viciously, leaving a long line of their own blood across his face.
Virgil lunged back forward, but the assassin was able to get a leg between them, kicking Virgil squarely in the chest and sending him flying back a few feet parallel to the cliff’s edge.
The assassin went to grab their bow and another arrow from the quiver still strapped to their shoulder.
Virgil, however, apparently went for another weapon too and he was much faster with a knife than any archer. A knife appeared in his hand, having been strapped to his ankle and was embedded into the assassin’s chest before they could even full remove an arrow from their quiver.
The assassin promptly burst into flames, fire catching their clothes (and from the smell of it their skin) ablaze. Panicked and dying, they stumbled two steps to the side. They stepped directly off the cliff.
There was a second of silence. They heard the sound of the body hitting the ground far below and then the flap of wings and screeching as birds below fled from the startling sound (and possible soon to be forest fire).
“Uh, Virgil?” King Thomas said. He had managed to get the blanket off his head at some point. When, Patton didn’t know, but seeing any of it was probably enough.
Oopsie.
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