#ANF SAME HEIGHT TOO?

[let-the-living-beware]

What if the founders had an extra form they could turn into?

So I was rewatching one of the, in my opinion, best dinosaur franchises of all time. Wich isn't very hard I know but that's beside the point. And while I was watching through Jurassic Park and Jurassic World I had a fun idea. I always found it, though it is very plausable, very odd that the founders could only ''just'' transform into every animal form of the main subraces. I mean they are the founders, the main ancestor of these four races, give them a extra form beside those!!!!! And since I talked about the JP/JW franchise you know where this is going.

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First of I must say that I really have strong contender that already exist in the JW universe and that would be the third genetically engineered dinosaur by Dr. Henry Wu, the Indoraptor. (play dramatic drums) And for everyone who doesnt know who or what I am talking about here is a quick rundown together with a silly little picture.

[Q1]

This little fella right here is the Indoraptor (Indomitable thief) one of the three engineered dinos with the other two being the Scorpius rex anf the Indominus rex but we're not talking about these two. The Indoraptor is a hybrid between Indominus rex (wich itself is a hybrid of a bunch of dinos most notably the Giganotosaurus, T-rex and Therizinosaurus), Velociraptor and Stygimoloch. It is much smaller than its predecessor and has the ability to walk on either four or two legs but we will get into its specific abilities/senses and anatomy in just a bit.

But now what drove me into the idea of using the Indoraptor as a base concept? There are two reasons, first is its size that is portrayed in the movie (wich is around 3 to 4 meters? since this specific one wasnt fully grown) and second that it is specifically created for warfare.

Anatomy

I wouldn't change much about the Indoraptors anatomy in and of itself. It is a perfect killing weapon after all besides its temper and overall personality but that won't be a problem for us since we aónly need the body of it.

I said I wouldn't change much but what I would change is making the maximum size 2 meters instead of the ~3,1 meters in height and 5,2 meters instead of the ~7.3 meters in length. But why would I do this? Well simply because I like smaller dinos more instead of the really big ones and small animals are known to be more maneuverable.

The other change I would make is its head and that for the same reason, aesthetic. I just dont like the bulky head and would give it more of a raptor head (not the JP/JW ones the accurate ones).

[Q2] [Q3]

These two pictures also show one of the non aestethically changes: feathers. The feathers would go great in line with the founder theme as one of the races are Adler (also the german word for eagle if anyone is interested) and they seem to be based on them so it works. But feathers are also a good scours of protection as they help to insulate birds from cold temperatures and are often hydrophobic. This is very useful in, lets say, hunts in different enviroments. The feathers on their front legs can also be used to shortly glide through the air or to break falls. So lets slap some feathers on them too.

I would also give them hollow bones but I dont wanna do impossible things.

The rest of this absolute weapon stays the same, besides maybe the colors? They change dependend on the persons haircolor.

Anatomy of the Indoraptor that stays - thick skin that blocks bullets to an extend - jands with four fingers one of them being an opposable thumb - crocodile like teeth

Senses

Ok now a tricky topic, for me at least. How about we just summarize what the Indoraptor (and for this case also I. rex) could do?

So the Indoraptor had night vision and echolocation and the I. rex could adapt its thermal signature, detect thermal signature and camouflage itself.

[Q4] -> you can kinda see it here

So what do we change, keep and add? I would first of keep the thermal vison as snakes can do this and one of the sub races are Vibora, a bunch of snake people. I would also keep the nightvision just for funsies and bats are nocturnal after all. And at the topic of bats we definetly need to keep the echolocation (grabs it and throws it into the pot).

So we change or more discard camoufalge, simply because they have feathers and feathers can't camouflage (she said that while having the possbility of magic), and the thermal regulation. I hope I dont have to say why? Yes? Ok. Though founders, contrary to Vampires, have a bit of body heat I doubt that they can change it. And this really wouldn't help a hunter? At least thats my feelings towards it, if you wanna have them have thermal regulation they can have thermal regulation, its only a fun little headcanon after all.

I also wouldnt add much besides maybe envriomental adaptations? Like founders who live near the ocean being able to breath, see and generally be more adapted to water.

Summary

So lets summarize what we got.

Heigth: 2 meters (6,5 ft) Length: 5,2 meters (17 ft) Other anatomically things: - thick skin that blocks bullets to an extend - hands with four fingers one of them being an opposable thumb - crocodile like teeth - feathers -> hydrophobic

Abilities/Senses: - echolocation - thermal vision - nightvision - (adapted sight, movement underwater and being able to breath underwater)

And with that thank you for listening.

Q1 -(24) Pinterest

Q2 - (24) Pinterest

Q3 - jonathan kuo artwork: velociraptor (jonnadon.blogspot.com)

Q4 - Welcome to Jurassic World (tumblr.com)

[promptls-blog]

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[ouraniaaphrodite]

The Dark Apprentice

Shock was what the white witch Kayla felt. Right before her eyes she watched her apprentice break the seal and then the artifact. But she couldn't move. And then she watched the darkness her Andrea from her, turning her into a succubus like creature. She could smell the corruption that oozed off the woman.

Hello my new pet.

The words seemed to snap the witch out of her trance and a soft growl fell from her lips.

Give me back my apprentice you fiend.

But Kayla, I am your apprentice.

The words were followed by a mocking laugh from the woman that only enraged the witch witch. In her anger she shot a ball of fire towards the woman. But the fire stopped before it touched the woman and turned to water.

You're so weak master. Let me show you what power is.

The mockery was followed by the same spell Kayla had used. But this version was dark and powerful. Kayle was blasted into the shelves behind her, a groan falling from her lips in pain.

The Dark Witch stepped forward and Kayla's eyes were drawn to her breasts, bare to her eyes and jiggling with each step she took.

Like what you see mistress?

The Dark Witch teased and the White witch growled in anger. But she couldn't take her eyes off of those godly tits. Slowly her mind was drawing a blank the more those boobs jiggled. Without even realizing Kayla's jaws hung open and there was a bit of drool coming out of her mouth.

You're so adorable Kayla.

The Dark Witch cooed as she pulled the Witch Witch to her feet. Kayle once more found herself immobilized, but this time she was staring into the Dark Witch's eyes.

You're going to be my favourite pet.

Lips met and immediately Kayla's mind was filled with corrupting thoughts. Andrea The Dark Witch explored Kayla The White Witch's body, groping her tits, massaging her ass, rubbing her thighs through her clothes. The kiss only broke for a second because Kayla pulled her back in hungrily. The corruption had set in.

The White Witch began to transform the longer they kissed. Boobs squished against one another and Kayla's grew to almost match Andrea's size. Andrea's hands ran down Kayla's sides, forming perfect curves on her body. Kayla's hips flared out and her ass grew to match them. Her thighs thickened as well and she lost a bit of height. Her hair turned a shade whiter anf her face morphed slowly.

Clothes ripped off her body soon as her proportions became too much to hold back. Andrea pulled back and giggled at the sight of the new Kayla.

Perfection.

Kayla simply moaned as red smoke seeped out her skin to form clothes on her new figure.

You and I my dear pet are going to have so much fun bringing in an era of darkness.

Yes mistress!

[365daysofmchart]

HOW WEVE HAD TWO EPISODES IN A ROW ENDING WITH AN ADORABLE MCHART SCENE 😭😭😭😭

...Also how it’s now canonic that their their kitchen island is ideal fucking height...

AND The SYMMETRY BETWEENTHWM BOTH GOING BEHIND THE OTHERS BACK TO PROTECT THEM AND NOT SAYING A PEEP TO LET THE ITHER KNOW THAT THEY HAD ANY PART IN IT 😭😭😭😭😭 (“You watch my back. I’ll watch yours.” AND THEY DOOOOOO!!!!! 😭😭)

Also I do feel like Kurt’s been somewhat out of character over the past few seasons with his character being compromised for plot, BUT, one thing I have kind of loved Is him feeling the need to have a job (this season with the NRA and in season 3). Like they don’t need the money, but he feels the need not only to have a purpose, but to provide. It’s not chauvinistic, he’s only ever encouraged Diane to be all that she can be and do all that she can do (and I love that we see both of these things I. The same episode!), but he still feels the need to make a significant contribution too. I think it speaks to his traditional/conservative values but also that side of him that is comfortable enough in his own masculinity to be with a powerhouse like Diane.

AND ALSO ALSO ALL IF THE DOMESTICITY IN THESE LAST TWI EPISODESSSSSS 😭😭😭😭😭 LIKE THEM I. THEIR KITCHEN AND THEM JUST ALL CASUAL IN THEIR BEDROOM AND DIANE LOUNGING AND STRETCHING AND THE TWO IN BED AT NIGHT AND HIM HALF-INDULGING HER EVEN WHEN SHE WAKES HIM UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT ANF THEM FREAJING DANCING I. THE MIDDLE OF THEIR BEDROOMMMMMM (though if I were going to nitpick, his hand COULD have been a liiiiittle lower as they danced 🤷🏻‍♀️) AND I CANNOT DEAL WITH THEMNMMMMM 😭😭😭 Holy shit.

Oh! And also how Diane seems to often actually be home before Kurt meaning she’s making an intentional effort to be home at a decent time to, I must imagine, spend more time with him and like DO YOU REMEMBER WHEN THEY WERE MARRIED BUT SIDNT EVEN LIVE TOGETHER AND SAW EACH OTHRR “MAYBE 90 DAYS” OR WHAT EVER THAT LINE WAS AND I STILL CALL BULLSHIT ON THAT BUT REGARDLESS THESE BABIES HAVE COME SO FAR AND YES THEY HAVE AND GOD INOWS THEY HAVE HAD THEIR ISSUES AND THEYRE FACING CHALLENGES NOW BUT THEY JUST HAVE SO VERY MUCH LOVE FOR ONE ANOTHER AND THEYRE TRYING, THEYRE TRYING SO HARD TO MAKE THIS WORK FOR THEM AND FOR THE OTHER. 😭😭😭♥️😭😂♥️♥️♥️

And did anyone else get kinda bad vibes with the song choice an the lines when they were dancing last episode??? Cause I did. And not gonna lie, was kind of preparing for shit to go down the next episode, but... then it didn’t? ...So are we in the clear?? Can I chill yet???

ALSO, also (actually though , how many alsos am I up to at this point???) is Kurt REALLY out of the woods now? Just like that??? And I just keep thinking about how Robert King said in a tweet that there was going to be an episode that we likely wouldn’t be too fond of and i just keep waiting for that to drop, but, like, is there a chance it did already and I was just too distracted by domesticity and those two being married to give a fork???? (Or simply dismissing and disregarding problematic things as being out of character and written for plot and therefore not relevant and not caring?? 😅) ...Ooooor is the other shoe about to drop? 😩

And FINALLY... I’m gonna do it. I’m gonna made a prediction that I kinda hope ends up bei g quite off base. And that is: Diane’s plot line for the season is art imitating life. They decided that a white woman shiuldnt be leading a show about a black law firm and will be writing Diane/Christine out and having Liz/Audra take the lead next year with Diane and Kurt retiring into the sunset (in their vacation garb, as shared by Robert King) in the season finale.

...Not going g to lie, due to a number of factors, I actually kind of anticipated this season being their last. And while I truly was so very glad to see them get another season renewal, I can’t help but wonder what this will mean for Diane, particularly given this season’s plot (AND that pic of Christine and Gary in those vacation-vibe season finale costumes AND both Christine and Gary having other big projects going on). ...Time will tell, I suppose. Fingers crossed that I’m wrong! BECAUSE DIANE AND CHRISTINE BARANSKI AND MCHART OWN NY HEART AND IM NOT READY TO LET TGEM GO YETTTTTT 😭😭😭😭😭😭 ...ESPECIALLY since we’ve gotten news of a renewal.

ANYWAY... this has been your drunken, two bourbons in while watching 5x6, mid-season The Good Fight/Diane/Kurt and Diane analysis. ...Hope you enjoyed? 😅

And what have been all of your thoughts????

And now, with all if that, I’m SINCERELY HOPINGTHAT YOU ARE ALL SO, SO VERY WELLLLL AND SENDING YOU SO MUCH LOVE AND POSITIVE VIBES THAT ALL THAT YOU ARE WISHING FOR COMES TRUUUUUW. (AND YES THIS IS SOMEWHAT PROMPTED FEOM ALCOHOL BUT ALSO MY HEART ♥️)

-E

[summertime4k]

forgetting to not forget you // karlnapity

AU: karl comes up with how to to stop all the bad from happening...but he has to sacrifice the ones he didn’t want to

A/N: sorry for any spelling mistakes, i spent all night proof reading lol. uh, let me know if you have any suggestions for other oneshots !! they don’t have to be karlnapity only :]

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Karl closed the book, running his hand through his hair as he thought about his plan carefully. surely, it would work, it had to. but was it worth it?

he wanted everyone to finally be happy. to bring peace for once and for all. he’d gone through hell and back; future and past. it seemed easy enough.

but it isn’t.

he looked behind him, the covers of the tales surrounding him. the stories he’d lived and seen. almost like if they were mocking him. laughing at how indecisive karl was acting, this should be an easy decision; risk losing the ones he loves, or have everyone be at peace.

letting out a loud sigh, karl walked backwards until his back hit the wall. he slid down and held his forehead to his hand. the headache getting worse and worse the more time went on.

peace or loss. peace or loss. peace or loss. peace or loss.

“karl? where are you?” sapnaps voice rang from above. the floor.

his eyes widened, he got up and shoved all his books into the chest, running up and starting to up the ladder until the trapdoor opened. Karl was met with Sapnaps face of confusion. “Karl? it’s been an hour, are you okay?”

“of course,” karl got himself up and moved sapnap far enough to where he couldn’t peak inside as he closed the door. “i was just doing some things- non important things that i got carried away with...”

Nodding to himself, not believing karl but deciding against interrogating him. “Okay...quackity made food by the way. he made birria?? i don’t exactly know what it is but it seems really delicious and quackity is really excited about it.”

“sure, i’ll be there in a bit, i need some books.” karl spoke, getting up from the floor and helping sapnap up. he softly kissed sapnaps cheek and smiled, “you can go on without me”

sapnap trusted karl. he nodded and pecked karl’s forehead after moving the hair covering it, “okay, but don’t take too long because quackity and i are probably going to down them all”

the two shared a laugh, forgetting as to why karl was in the hidden room. sapnap simply turned around and started to make his way out the library and back to their home.

karl’s eyes followed sapnap, his heart fell when he realized what he had to do. he ran his fingers where sapnap left the kiss, and thought about the countless other from both him and quackity.

He turned back around to the secret room and thought about his plan better. after much thinking, he knew exactly what he needed to do.

-

quackity and sapnap looked around the library as they ran in, looking for karl once again. the two were out of breath, but had bright smiles stuck on their faces.

“karl?! karl!! we-we have good news!!” quackity called out, “you’re gonna be so happy!!” he turned around and signaled to sapnap to go up the staircase.

he continued looking around the furniture in the library. the seats in the far corner were empty, and didn’t show any sign of karl having to be there recently. his eyes looked at the mushroom, something drew him toward it. his feet took him closer, placing his hand on the stem of it as he thought about karl.

one of the loves of his life- he no longer needed to worry about the past. they could all live happily together with no worry of a war that could be going on.

sighing, quackity looked around it, eyes fixating on a brown note taped on the stem. he’d try to get it, but his height wouldn’t let him. “sap!! i found something!!”

the stairs creaked, sapnap speeded down the stairs to where quackity stood. confused about the note as well, “you think it’s from karl?”

“shit, probably...”

the two stared at it for a little. they didn’t know if they wanted to read it. the pit in their stomach felt at unease, but their heart told them it was important.

Dear sapnap and quackity,

you’re probably reading this because you have good news. and i can’t wait to hear it!! just know that...i had to do something for this to happen. i’m not supposed to tell anyone about this, but because you’re my fiancé’s, i trust you two.

as you two know, i’m not exactly like you guys. one of the things that separates us, is my powers. i couldn’t tell you guys this because i feared that it cause for realities to shift. but after during more thorough research, i was able to decide that after this i can tell you guys. as long as you don’t tell anyone.

i can time travel. and i used it to my advatange to figure out how i can save our reality. and im going to do exactly that. which is why i’m writing this down before i do that. because it did come at a certain price.

if i used my powers the way i had to, it would wipe my memory. the only thing i’d know would be what i did, why, and how. i would lose my memory about the people i’ve met- which included the two of you.

but one thing i know for a fact, is that i know that our love won’t change. you’ll see why later in the future when we look back at this. but i just needed to tell you guys this.

and becayse i know everyone will ask why i don’t remember them, tell them that i fell from a really high place, and landed on an enderman. sorry to ranboo for that one, lol.

please, promise me; you won’t tell anyone about this anf why it happened. i’ll be in the hidden room under the trap door, i will probably be sleeping when you guys walk in.

with all my heart, in all timelines, i love you both.

sincerely, karl j.

Quackity looked up at sapnap, who had the same shocked face as him as they finished reading the letter. tears threatened to fall down their face as they processed everything they just read.

their fiancé could time travel, and he gave up his memory about everyone just to have everyone live in peace.

that was such a karl thing to do.

sapnap looked at the trap door, scared to get close to it. his feet felt frozen to the ground the more he stared at it.

“hey, sap,” quackity spoke, “karl said that our love won’t change no matter what. and i have a good feeling about it” he attempted to soothe his fiancé.

sapnap glanced at quackity, biting his lip and letting his hand make its way to quackity’s. drawing circles on it to calm himself down, “you’re right. karl wouldn’t lie...”

“that’s the spirit” quackity lifted their intertwined hands and gently placed a kiss on sapnaps. “it’s gonna be okay sap.”

nodding. the two began to step toward the door, anxiety circling around their minds as they began to unlock it. the pit in their stomach went into flames while they opened the trap door.

they started to make their way down the ladder, each step down sending their stomach down as well.

they noticed karl was laying on the floor, hair on his face, with his left hand covering the lower half. quackity and sapnap looked at each other, and back down at karl.

“should we wake him up?”

“would that be a good idea?”

the two debated on waking him up, failing on noticing the sounds of confusion coming from the melatonin filled voice that belonged to their love.

“wh...what?” karl’s voice softly rang through. sapnaps and quackity’s head whipping toward karl’s direction. “who...what happened?...” he looked around, his left hand coming up to his head and rubbing his temple. his eyes finally locking with the two boys in front of him.

they looked heartbroken. no tears were visible, but their eyes were like the ocean, pulling at the strings of karl’s heart the more he processed their facial expressions. he stood up, once again; scanning the room before standing a couple feet away from them.

karl looked down, blushing red as the two boys looked at him. his eyes darted around the room and and took in his surroundings. “did it- did it work??”

“mhm” they said in unison.

he looked back at them, trying to distinguish their face. “i don’t...i don’t recognize you guys...who are you?”

it stung their hearts as the words left karl’s mouth. “we are- we...” the two failed, they looked at each other, then at the paper between them.

“maybe this can help?” sapnap asked as he handed karl the paper. “you left this the other night, maybe it can help...”

accepting the paper carefully, karl moved his hair and began to read it. the two fiancé’s stood there, waiting for him to finish reading it.

after a couple of minutes, karl looked up slowly with his mouth slightly open, “i- i- we’re all- we’re fiancé’s??” he curiousity rang in his voice, looking at sapnap and quackity with wide eyes. “the- the two of you...love me??” he asked, slowly letting himself sit down again.

“very much, karl,” quackity said, sitting in front of him as he brought sapnap down with him. “sap and i are so happy to have you back”

[wornoutmouse]

Do it keep tagging you? @ozarkthedog

Day 3: Daddy Kink

Warning: dubious concent if you squint

"F-Fuck!" you softly moan into your sheets gripping your blanket as you haphazardly finger yourself, trying to gain any sort of satisfaction only to come up with nothing.

The reason you found yourself so pathetically horny was because of that bastard Tsukishima. If you could curve stomp the bastard, you would in an instant. Since the day you showed up to watch your new friend Hinata's volleyball practices, he has disliked you. The only reason being was the fact that you were the same height as him and it bruised his ego. "Eh, what's with Jane the Giant over here." You look around confused at who goldie locks were talking about, anf when you realized it was you, you were unamused.

"What do you mean bro we are the same height?!" you ask standing up hands on your hip trying to look intimidating. "Not with that obnoxious hair your not." that comment irked you, but you remembered your anger management classes and took a few deep breaths, "This is just how my hair is." you reply pulling a strand of curls smirking at the scoff the boy made as said strand reached your chin before snapping back up into your fro. "Yeah well, it's obnoxious."

Ever since then your rivalry had been unleashed from you challenging him to a game of volleyball, which he beat you at, to him challenging you at basketball which you beat him at. It was non-stop and never-ending but both of you would rather choke and die before apologizing to the other and honestly, you two were pushing Dachi to his limit intolerance.

To your surprise, you had been invited to join the team at the Nekoma Training camp despite not being apart of it what so ever. "It'll be a learning experience for all of us so why not invite our biggest cheerleader!" Dachi explained as you helped take in the bags. You could hear Tsukishima scoff behind you and you wished he choked on that breath as he shoved past you. "You aren't wrong about her being our biggest." You growl and throw a water bottle at his head hitting right on target

"Yeah well you couldn't handle all this even if you tried." you respond sensually gliding your hands along your waist and up your chest ending in a macho pose making Suga cover his mouth to hide his laugh. Instead of responding to the insult Tsukishima's eyes intently follow your hands, eyes spending a longer time at your wide hips than most of your body. His eyes trail higher and finally meet yours sending a shiver through your body. His gaze was quite unsettling and it didn't lessen when he turned around wordlessly carrying his luggage on his shoulder.

"What the hell was that?" you muttered scratching your hair flitching as your nails caught on a stray hair sticking out your twists.

Later on in the day, you opted to cook for the boys while they all showered. Well, almost all of them to your dismay, "Didn't know a giant could cook, what a surprise." you heard Tsukishima mock from behind you ask he sat on the kitchen island. "You know that this is an open space and you could be anywhere else?" you sigh cutting the fire off and making everyone a plate. "Yeah but I like making you uncomfortable so this is nice and fine for me." you shook your head asking God to give you strength.

Luckily he seemed to have heard your prayers as the other guys began pouring into the room and you handed each of them their food. "Well I've already eaten, so I'm going to go take a shower!" you declare wiping your hands with a cup towel proud of your job well done as you watched the blissful faces of your newfound teammates.

The shower was long and hot and you walked in peace as you fiddled with the soft fabric of the towel wrapped around you. "Thwack!" you stopped at the unusual sound and jerked your head around wildly trying to figure out where it was coming from so you could expertly walk in the opposite direction. "Thwack!" the sound was louder at this point and you deducted that it was coming from in front of you, unfortunately, the only thing behind you were the showers and the last thing you wanted was to be cornered so you held your ground. "Thwack"

You run forward and send a hard punch into the darkness only for another hand to encase around it, "What the hell are you doing, freak!?" came the annoying voice of Tsukishima, and for a moment you wished it were an intruder. "Why are you making creepy-ass noises in the dark!?" you retort tightening your towel around you to gain some source of dignity. Through the dim lighting, you could see Kei roll his eyes as he held up a lanyard of keys. "I was swinging these around dumbass." You looked at him for a moment before shaking your head in mock disapproval as you try to walk away.

Before you could get far, you feel a large hand yank your arm back, "Hey even though it's me and I wouldn't want to be within 6 feet of your giantess body, You shouldn't walk around in only a towel, this is open property." You nod in understanding as you look up at him choking on your breath as you're once again met with that strange look of determination on his face. You can't quite place it, but now in the chilling air with darkness so thick you could barely see 6 feet in front of you, it was exciting.

"Why are you just standing there like a fork int the road?" Tsukishima deadpanned as he turns to walk away, "By the way, everyone went out exploring so make sure your door is locked!" You pout before kicking yourself for hoping something would happen. "Like hell I'd let him touch me!" you grunt kicking open the nearest door and plopping on the bed arms folded in childish frustration. You absentmindedly stroke the arm he was holding and your mind went back to that look he revealed to you two times already today. It was a bit determined but what it was directed towards was a mystery.

You close your eyes and take a deep breath in acceptance. "Feeling good one time wouldn't hurt, I mean just to get it out my system." you reason with yourself as you climb under the sheets that felt strangely not like your own but you were too focused on your objective to care as you unwrap your towel.

You weren't usually one to speed through your special moment but your me-time could be cut short at any minute so it was best if you hurried. You suck lightly on your fingers to lube them up as you lightly graze your clit, using your imagination to reinvent your rival's look of determination though you would never admit to it. As you trail your wet fingers down you realize that it was the same look he gives during games. A look that meant he was sure of his movement and already knew the outcome. Your breath hitches as you sink your middle finger slowly inside of yourself gently prodding at your walls trying to make room. "I'm at least doing two today."

You bring your other hand around your neck loosely cradling it before squeezing ever so slightly before dragging the hand down to your large breasts. You weren't surprised that the cold air had made you nipples harden as you take them in between your manicured nails. You hum trying to stay quiet so you could listen to your surroundings. Soon however, your patience runs out and you finally slip in a second finger using your essence as release groaning lightly at the burning stretch that was uncomfortable but not unwelcomed. At that moment you recall the firm grip Tsukishima had on your arm and the hardness of his voice when he reprimanded you. Much to your dismay, your mind began to supply numerous insults he could say to you at this moment.

"Look at you taking my fingers so greedily my little giant." you shiver as you imagine the places his much longer fingers could reach inside of you as you struggle to reach the spot that was so close yet so far. You use your other hand to massage your small bud in time with your thrusts. "What is it not good enough for you? Are you such a slut that you need something bigger already?!" Your legs quiver and you nod to the non-existent voice mocking you in your head. As long as you didn't acknowledge it, the voice had no relation to someone with blond hair and glasses.

"Good girls get to cum you know. You can't ignore me forever. Y/N what is my name?" you whimpered, "Fuck!" you whined as you turn to your side, the pace of your little thrusts doing their best to speed up despite how tightly your legs were wrapped around them. "Say my name!" the voice came again more aggressive this time. "K-Kei." you whimper covering your hand over your mouth in betrayal. You imagined the voice that you finally acknowledged to be Tsukishima, take form like a figure sitting above you watching your pathetic displays of arousal as he refused to reach deeper in the way you knew he could. "That's not my name little giant, say my name." you shook your head gipping the pillow above you. In your imagination, Kei sharply pinched your quivering thighs, "Say it!" Unable to hold back anymore, you let out a broken and defeated moan "Daddy!"

You had finally found the position that let you reach a place so deep and so right, you saw sparkles of light behind your eyelids. You could feel the pit of your stomach begin to warm up as your release came close. As you try to focus on that, you miss the small dip in the sheet next to you but freeze when you feel a large cold hand come over yours, it's thumb gently massaging your clit sending shivers down your spine at the contrast in temperature brought you closer to your sweet release.

"W-Who are you?" you stutter out alarmed as the hand slaps yours away dragging a finger through your arousal before completely pushing the long thick digit inside of you with no regard to the size difference. Arching your back in ecstasy, a choked sob leaving your hand as you try to suppress your noises. You open your eye and blink rapidly trying to adjust to the darkness you were no longer used to. "What, don't you recognize your daddy?" came the voice of the real Tsukishima. "N-No, I-" you gasp as the long finger finds your g-spot and rubs against it like a man that found gold. You buck into the hand wrapping your legs around the long arm gripping onto it with your hands as if it was the only thing keeping you anchored to reality.

You barely touched yourself, now to have another person touching you so intimately was too much for your mind to bear. "T-T-To much please!" you whine as the finger prods at that one spot before you once again felt a cold thumb roughly massage your soft bud. There was an annoying click of a tongue as you feel yourself being turned on your side and a warm body slid behind you. "You have the nerve to be making demands after being a whore on my bed!" the fingers sped up and you could no longer hold back your moans as you felt your release reach its peak. "Don't be shy, say it again, call me your daddy." You shook your head defiant before you were jerked forward by a harsh slap on your thigh.

"Say it giant!" Kei growls in your ear leaving kisses along your neck. It would have been sweet had he not continued to say condescending remarks and hard bites that without a doubt would lead to hickeys. "Say what you fucking said Y/N. You know your place now be a good girl and say it or I'm not letting you cum." True to his word you could feel his finger leaving your warmth and you do your best to not let that happen. "Such as slut trying to suck me back in. I'll keep going if you use your pretty little mouth to say my name." You cover your face, "Please Kei." with a broken moan you jerk in reaction to Tsukishima twisting his finger inside of you harshly dragging his knuckle against your walls. "That's not my name and you know it." With a defeated wine you arch your back rubbing your ass against Tsukishima's groin, "Please Daddy, make me feel good!"

Tsukishima scoffed to hide his arousal, "Always like you to go above and beyond my little giant." As if feeling how close you were, Tsukishma's other hand reached from under you to grab your throat preventing any noise from leaving your mouth pushing your orgasm right out of you as the lightheadedness made the pleasure unbearable.

As you came down from the pleasure you could feel weariness overtake you and you sighed as you felt yourself being raised up to have a large shirt pulled down your body. You look over at Kei as he stood up and walked off, "Where are you going?" you asked as you pull the soft blanket cover you again. "I came in here because I forgot my deodorant." He smirked looking down at you but you were too tired to retort.

The next day you hid your face in embarrassment as Hinata was consoling Tanaka after he discovered the plentiful bruises littering your neck. "How can you even see them, I'm dark!" you whine as Suga pats your back reassuringly. "You being dark makes it more noticeable if I'm being honest Y/N." Tanaka lt out a loud wail, "Who would taint the pure soul of our precious Y/N?!" All while this is happening Tsukishima sits on the couch eating his udon, unbothered by the hysteria. And if one were to look they would see the satisfied smirk adorning his features. "Looks like I could handle all that." he whispered to himself

[ignigcna]

𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒔.

FULL NAME  :  Daenerys Targaryen APPELLATION(S)  :  Daeny, Stormborn, Khaleesi, The Unburnt, The Silver Queen AGE  :  36 Years Old BIRTHDATE  :  April 20th, 1984 ZODIAC  :  Aries

GENDER  :  Cis Female ETHNICITY  :  Caucasian  RELIGION :  Agnostic

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION  :   Hetero SEXUAL ORIENTATION  :  Bi-Curious RELATIONSHIP STATUS  :  Widowed, Involved

MAFIA ALLEGIANCE  :  Targaryen POSITION  :  Pakhan DAY JOB  :  Businesswoman / Entrepreneur ( CEO of Khalasar Conglomerate, The Dragonpit, and various other ventures ) FINANCIAL STATUS  :  Inherited and Illegal Wealth

𝑷𝒉𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝑨𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆.

FACE CLAIM  :  Katheryn Winnick HEIGHT :  5′6″ PHYSICAL BUILD  :  Curvy EYE COLOUR   :  Vivid Blue  HAIR COLOUR :  Pale blonde, with golden lowlights

𝑭𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚.

FATHER  :  Aerys Targeryen ( † ) MOTHER  :  Rhaella Targaryen SIBLINGS  :  Rhaegar, Shaena ( † ), Daeron ( † ), Aegon ( † ), Jaehaerys ( † ), and Viserys Targaryen EXTENDED RELATIONS  :  

SISTER-IN-LAW  :  Elia Martell

NIECE & NEPHEW  :  Rhaenys and Aegon Targaryen

SIGNIFICANT OTHER(S)  :  

HUSBAND  :  Khal Drogo ( † )

LOVER  :  Daario Naharis

CHILDREN  :  Rhaego Drogo Targaryen ( † ), Kovarro Drogon Targaryen ( Adopted Son ) HOUSEHOLD PET(S)  :  A Horse named Silver

𝑭𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔.

COLOUR  :  Crimson, Charcoal, Black WEATHER  :  Spring FOOD  :  Stroganoff BEVERAGE  :  Cabernet Sauvignon, Scotch,  TIME OF DAY  :  Sunrise

𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚.

HOBBIES  :  Reading ( usually epics, classics, and non-fiction ) MBTI TYPE :  INTJ ( The Architect ) ENNEAGRAM TYPE  :  Type 8 ( The Challenger )

𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅.

tw: passive mention of abuse, death of a child, and murder.

Born in the golden age of the Targaryen rule over King’s Landing, she was the youngest and only surviving daughter of Aerys and Rhaella Targaryen. Her name came with privilege, and the great burden of sin to bare alongside the rest of her family. As a young girl Daeny could hardly stomach the violence and death that was so quintessential to the life of a mobsters daughter, she learned young that there were no good men in their world, and least of all her brutal and abusive father or her brothers. A fact only proven when her father promised her at the age of fifteen to a man whose tales of brutality were famous all the way from Essos a city far from King’s Landing, a city which he solely ruled with his brunt force and mountains of wealth. Her father’s decision meant she would have to live a life away from the only people she found comfort and safety with, all for the promise of power. Little did she know that power would benefit her more than anyone else far in the future.

Rhaegar was the pride of the Targaryens, and he ascended to the metaphorical throne when Daeny was barely old enough to understand the weight of such a responsibility, she remembered her brother being kind to her, but little else considering he was never around, always busy with the family business. She does however bitterly remember her pleading with Rhaegar to speak to their father on her behalf to change his decision in regards to her marriage to Drogo, but his only response being they all must play their part. Her brother had broken her heart that day, she never made another plea to anyone. Three years later she departed for Essos believing that was the last she’d seen of Kings Landing. She heard of her brother’s scandal only a few short months later, and she couldn’t help the bitterness at the thought that he had not done his part. While she knew she should’ve felt sorrow over the dismantling of her families’ rule over the city, she had always seen it as broken, this was only the chink that dealt the final blow.

Khal Drogo was a man that intimidated her from the start, seven years older than her when she was fifteen that age difference had felt too vast to bridge, she couldn’t imagine what a life with him would look like. Though his age was the slightest of factors considering his reputation even at the age of twenty two was that of a ruthless, merciless killer, at least in their world. To everyone else he was an ambitious and trailblazing young man who has just taken over his father’s legacy, Khalasar Conglomerate a company that generated revenue in the billions providing jobs for hundreds of thousands, with a foothold in nearly every continent. Daenerys had expected someone void of emotion and empathy, much like her own father the one person who truly scared her. Though she learned nearly right away after their marriage that yes he was everything she imagined but so much more. The side of him she saw wasn’t the side the rest of the world got, how could they when power and fear mattered so much to them all.

He was kind to her, gentle even, they took their time to get to know one another before they truly began to life as husband and wife. He had no queries with her desire to go to college and work alongside him to expand Khalasar Conglomerate and their reign over Essos. Two years into their marriage when a woman abandoned a young child at their door, his child from an affair many years ago it truly tested their relationship. Though by that point she’d grown to love and trust her husband, she couldn’t be angry with him for someone he’d been with long before he’d even met her. Having Kovarro around took some getting used to but she bonded with him soon enough. Daenerys was happier than she’d ever imagined she could be in her arranged marriage, and two years later she gave birth to Rhaego, and that happiness multiplied tenfold. By this time she’d established herself as a force to be reckoned with in Essos no less capable that her husband, in fact with her at the helm he decided to step away from K.C to focus on expanding the reach of his influence beyond Essos. Together they spoke of plans to reclaim her families lost prestige, though her perfectly crafted world came crashing down two years later when Khal was killed, poisoned anf there was nothing she could do after exhausting every last avenue but watch him suffer and die a slow and painful death. Nothing but end his pain, taking the last of his breathes with her own hands.

In the wake of her husband’s death, there was no room to crumble or to show any hint of weakness not when the vultures circled in hopes of claiming everything Khal had accomplished, everything they had accomplished together from her. Thus, she was given another blow. Returning home one evening to find her home up in flames along with her child. She heeded no warnings when she grabbed one of the firefighters masks right out of his hands and rushed inside to save her baby. She emerged from the flames unburnt with a charred bundle in her hands, the heat of the flames having already dried her tears. No one would see her tears, she would not allow it. They’d sought to set her world on fire so she would crumble alongside the brick and mortar, never to rise again. However they had forgotten that she was Daenerys Stormborn, the Dragon’s Daughter. Within her she had the same spirit of greatness, and capability to wreak the same devastation as the magnificent creatures her family paid patronage to.

Daenerys allowed herself a few year to carefully plot her return to King’s Landing, as well as to settle her affairs in Essos, those loyal to Khal remained loyal to her for which she was grateful. It meant that not only would she have a financial backing but also the added manpower to take back King’s Landing. Daenerys doesn’t just want to return to the tentative peace they’d had before her brother’s fall from grace, no she wants absolute control, to break the mold and shape it to her liking. Since her return she’s been swift to take power, even if it meant snatching it from her own brother’s grasp, allowing him to be her Lieutenant is more or less to appease any further turmoil. Elia on the other hand she has more fate in, at least in her council. Daenerys had always respected her as much as she did her brother, however, she’s never allowed herself to put her complete trust in Elia and by extension her children simply because she can’t be certain that she’d ever be willing to stand against the Martell’s if needed. If there is anyone whom she does trust blindly in is her family of choice, Kovarro whose never disappointed her, who has his father’s spirit and strength having filled the hole in her heart that Rhaego’s death had left. 

𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔.

JORAH, DAARIO, MISSANDEI  :  WCs can be found here.

KOVARRO  :  Sending in the WC soon.

Platonic

A FRIEND FROM THE PAST  :  Her closest friend growing up they stayed in touch in the beginning of her move to Essos, though with time that changed. However, since her return to King’s Landing they’ve been able to bridge the distance once again. ( 0 / 1 )

POLITICAL FRIENDSHIP  :  Friends for the sake of mutual benefit. Could just as easily stab one another in the back, or become true allies. ( 0 / ? )

Romantic

WE WERE JUST KIDS WHEN WE FELL IN LOVE  :  Someone she knew and secretly dated as a teenager, her first love. They lost contact after her move to Essos, and haven’t cross paths since. ( 0 / 1 )

Antagonistic

A BITTER ENEMY FROM THE START  :  Someone she didn’t like from the moment she met them, that dislike has persisted and grown since. Now they are a clear hurdle in her path to glory. ( 0 / 1 )

[letsperaltiago]

If you don’t mind, I’ll walk the line |Jake x Amy|

I Love You-prompt request #42: Is this okay? 

Requested by @phxntom-pain! 

Look, I’m a sucker for pining pre-relationship Peraltiago and also new-relatiosnhip Peraltiago, soooo here we go! Hope you like it! 

Also this isn’t proof read yet, so sorry in advance for typos and other mishaps!

Word count: 2.5K

It’s all the little things he has to get used to. All the thoughts, words and gestures he had to hold back before; he’s now actually allowed to put them all into motion. Yet, it’s still new and he still somewhat feels uncertain. Mostly because he finds it hard to know where to start and where to stop. The last thing he wants to do is to cross the line. Amy Santiago is too damn important for that.

They’ve only been dating - considering the evening where they finally said “screw light and breezy” as the actual starting point - for a bit over a week. It’s still brand new. And though Jake absolutely loves it, already considering it the best thing that has ever happened to him, it also manages to keep him on his toes. Not to say that he doesn’t feel comfortable around Amy. On the contrary: he’s sometimes afraid that he feels too comfortable around her. It’s only been a week, right? That exact thought strikes him a lot; more than he’d like it to. Guess Sophia did leave some scarring, though he hated to admit it. The last thing he wanted to was to compare them, but he also knew very well that Amy and Sophia were nothing alike. Yet he couldn’t help but hear Sophia’s haunting words from their last day together, whenever he felt like bursting with love in front of his new girlfriend.

“I just don’t think I accidentally love you back…”

Honestly he hadn’t thought three months with Sophia had been too soon, but her reacting the way she to his three accidental confessions of love did affect him. Jake wasn’t stupid though. He also knew very well, looking past what happened with Sophia, that one week was way too soon for an “I love you”. But man, did he feel like exploding every time Amy was within his sight. A zoo had moved into Jake’s stomach. Exactly, not just butterflies. Amy Santiago made him feel the whole damn Bronx zoo. Today was no exception. Tuesday. 10 days after agreeing to screw ‘light and breezy’. Yes, Jake kept count of the days and if the whole world wouldn’t judge him for it, he’d throw him and Amy a 10 day anniversary-party. Then again, Jake had a filter a knew that he’d have to wait for them to cross the one month-mark. At the very least.

Anyways, it was Tuesday and time for lunch. The squad had decided to get some food from the Chinese take-away place down the street from the precinct. Being the good friend that she is - also in need of fresh air and more steps for her pedometer -  Amy had quickly offered to pick it up and save the delivery expenses.

“The delivery is only a couple of bucks, Santiago. Don’t worry about it,” the sarge had gently brushed off her offer.  

“I want to though. It’s just a few blocks and I could use a brisk walk.” She had already picked up her coat, and put her hair in a signature ponytail in order to keep it intact in case the weather outside was windy. Always prepared Santiago-style.

“Just let her go, Sarge. It’ll make her day,” Rosa added without looking up from where she was currently stirring milk into her fresh cup of coffee. Amy smiled widely at the sound of her friend’s comment, lowkey enjoying the support though she also knew the curly-haired detective’s comment contained a certain amount of mocking.

Enhancing his already huge muscles, their sergeant shrugged in defeat before dealing the number and placing the phone to his ear. He wasn’t getting anywhere with this. “Sure… Go ahead, Santiago.”

“Awesome! See you in a bit,” and with that said, Amy rushed out the break-room and through the busy bullpen before suddenly bumping into a firm chest, as she was too busy wrapping her scarf around her neck.

“Wow there!” The chest uttered.

“Oh, sorry! I wasn’t-“ she looked up to meet a couple of familiar brown eyes. Her before nervous o-shaped lips suddenly transitioned into a calm smile.

“Should I be worried that you’re fleeing the place as soon as I step in? Also… A scarf?” Jake squinted his eyes at his girlfriend’s (his girlfriend!!!) choice of outwear, adding a teasing smile for the sake of it.

He hadn’t expected anything else, so of course he got a pair of rolling eyes back, Those were also attached to a smile, of course. “Mock me if you will, but we’re in October and the weather is unpredictable.”

“Just admit that you’re constantly cold, Santiago.”

This little comment showed that he actually knew her a lot better than most people - including herself - thought and it caused blood a rush of blood to her cheeks. Befor she could even think of objecting, she was nervously tugging a strand of hair that had escaped her ponytail behind her ear. Jake could only stand and look, fighting the urge to pull her in for a kiss right then and there in front of the entire buzzing bullpen. A  cough of his broke the tension, saving them both from further yearning and problems with HR.

“Anyhow… Where are you even going? Isn’t it time for lunch?”

“Oh, I’m going to grab lunch for everyone,” she suddenly remembered how they’d ended up here in the first place, both still standing by the bullpen’s gate. Something immediately clicked in Jake’s brain. Though he’d been outside since the early hours, chasing some idiot perp who thought he could get away with robbing a delhi, he was willing to take another walk if it meant spending time with Amy.

“Care for some good-looking company?”

The fact that this question followed her statement without hesitance only made Amy’s heart pound faster for the man. There was honestly no one else she’d rather spend time with than him, and the fact that he felt that way too was very soothing to Amy. Dating and dealing with anxiety hadn’t always been a easy cocktail to drink, but Jake made it easier. So far so good, right?

“Sure,” she sent him a warm smile, automatically reaching for his hand but soon enough clenching her fist and diverting it. Professionalism was key and they were still very much inside the precinct.

15 minutes later, the two detectives were waiting in line for their order. Apparently, the rest of the precinct and half of Brooklyn had had the same exact  idea for lunch. The Chinese eatery was buzzing like a fairground, and both Jake and Amy could recognise at least a dozen of faces from around the city: colleagues from their own and neighbour precincts, old suspects and other random acquaintances.  

“Damn, what is up with Brooklyn today?” Jake frowned as they got into the back of the line.

“Payday was yesterday,” Amy stated matter of a factly, checking her phone for the order number that the sergeant had texted her.

“Ah, yes. Makes sense, ‘cause there’s no way in hell Anderson from PR can afford both Chinese for lunch and the new Dragon Quest Heroes-game…” After a few seconds of silence that’s when he realised the other detective was no longer looking at her phone, but instead him and this time with a confused frown.

“Okay, I had to drop by PR to see Holt and while I was waiting for him, I got in real deep with Anderson. Don’t judge!”

They took a few steps forward, feeling people joining the line behind them as Amy let him off the hook with a smile and a shake of the head. A comfortable silence between fell over the two, momentarily shielding them from the noise around them. The shorter of the two, whose scarf had blown into a messy ,’hanging on for dear life’-type of positions around her neck, suddenly started fidgeting with the long piece of black material. Still very much caught in this bubble, where only the two of them existed, Jake stared mesmerisingly as the black-haired got her hands all caught up. There was something so stupidly capturing and naturally beautiful about her - even as her eyes shot daggers at her scarf and nose scrunched with displeasure. Small grunts anf sighs escaped her tightly sealed lipped as to keep herself from cursing, which Jake knew she definitely could though she wasn’t proud of it.

Then, without even thinking like it was a deeply rooted instinct within himself, he took a step closer to her and grabbed the two ends of her scarf. She froze at his sudden closeness, just momentarily, before letting go of the tricky ends and tilting her head upwards to look at him. Currently busy fixing her scarf for her, he wasn’t looking directly at her face, but she was definitely looking at him. He could feel it. Right then and there he wished fixing a scarf was harder, just so he had an excuse to stand this close to her for a bit longer, but his hands eventually stopped moving when he realised he’d succeeded the task. No matter how unnatural or weird it might’ve seemed to the bystanders in line, he couldn’t get himself to let go of the fabric around her neck.  So he just stood there, holding onto the two ends with his hands as he finally replaced his vision to look straight back at her.

Like gravity he slowly started to pull her in closer by the scarf, slowly ducking his head to reach her few inches shorter height. Though they were very close by then as Amy just let him use her scarf to draw her in, Jake still had a pretty good sight of her face and he could tell that her eyes were wandering. They weren’t focused, itching for him like his was for her, but looked rather… anxious. This very small act, though probably unconscious on her part, drew him out of the moment and caused him to freeze nose tip to nose tip with his partner. It was all it took to pause his instincts and get him way too deep into his head.

It took him back to a few months prior, when he was with Sophia, and reminded him of how any kind of PDA was a no-no with her. He somewhat understood and agreed, since they professionally speak were enemies, but it still hurt. Every time he wanted to kiss her or even just grab her hand at or anywhere near the courthouse or her office, he’d have to stop himself. He couldn’t help but consider that maybe he was just the one who was a bit too all over the place with his feelings, and women actually didn’t like this kind of stuff. Maybe it was just better to keep feelings and the public space as separate things. Amy wasn’t his object to prance around with, even if he simply did it out of care and envy. It was not like actually cared whether or not people saw them. Sometimes he just craved her attention; her touch - just to make sure that she was indeed real and no longer a dream,

He swallowed, silently but prominently, as if to prepare himself for a crash and burn. Their noses were still pressed against one another; his hands were still keeping her close by the scarf and her eyes were still wandering around his face.

“Is this… okay?” She couldn’t help but notice how his breath hitched as he said it.

A huge frown immediately crept onto her beautiful face and it felt like a kick to the gut. “What do you mean?”

“This.” He pulled back, causing bridge of her nose suddenly feeling empty, to look into her eyes with grave sincerity which honestly almost scared Amy a bit. “Like, I know we’re out in public, but I wasn’t thinking straight and I just-” he took another deep breath, having run out of air. “I think I just, even unconsciously, want to like… Hold you and hug you and kiss you all the time. But I know it’s also kinda inappropriate-“

“Peralta. Shut up,” she giggled amusingly, shaking her head at him as she grabbed the sides of his open leather jacket to pull him into a kiss. Keeping in mind that they were in the midst of a few dozens of people, Amy allowed her lips to gently dance across his, letting him know that they were more than okay. Unable to grab her scarf, since her hands were in the way, he quickly found an alternative in putting his hands on her hips to pull her in close. The kiss had an entire firework factory explode in his stomach, still not understanding both why he had the coolest girlfriend or how she was actually her girlfriend. Though still pressed against hers, his lips spread into a wide grin and he could feel hers smile back; which without a doubt was the best feeling in the entire world. No doubt. So into it that the world disappeared, he barely notice her lips leaving his, when she slightly drew her head back to look him in the eyes.

“I know us being colleagues is a matter that we need to be careful about, but when we’re not back at the precinct or out on duty, then don’t…” She paused, running her tongue across her upper lip in thought and almost killing Jake, before continuing. “Don’t worry about it. It’s just me, okay?” Her right hand let go of the zipper on his jacket, only to slide up his collarbone, neck and ending on his cheek. She smiled and immediately reassured him. “Do whatever you’d done with any other girlfriend. Grab my hand, play with my hair, kiss me in line for Chinese take away in front of random people… It’s okay.”

A heavy, calm sigh escaped his body. “I just didn’t want to do it, just because I’m such a damn smitten fool, if you felt weird about it. I guess I’m still high on this whole us-thing.”

“You think I’m not? God, Jake. The only reason why I rarely do anything PDA-ish or sometimes look nervous when you initiate some is because… I can’t believe it’s you, you know? I can’t believe that I can do all these stupid, cute things to you without it being weird or wrong. And I can’t believe that I’m the girl that you can do all these stupid, cute things to. Doesn’t mean it’s not okay… Okay?”

“Okay,” he smiled, feeling like a heavy burden was lifted from his shoulders. The line moved, so they eventually had to let go of each other and go along with it. She felt him grab her hand, intertwining their fingers and couldn’t help but smile to herself. It’s stupid how such a small gesture could make her feel so giddy. Next thing she knew, he ducked his head to reach her ear’s level.

“Expect a lot of me smacking your butt and calling you sickly cute names from now on, Santiago. This is boyfriend-Jake and you’re getting the full experience from now on.”

“Jake…”

[cariosum]

*    𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧     !

��    basics

name  :    ??? Emiya nickname  :     Alter age  :   indeterminate, appears ‘adult, youngish’, died in his 30s. Time no longer progresses linearly for him. species  :    human, heroic spirit

›    personal

morality  :     none, uses the moral compass of whoever’s ordering him around. says he’s chaotic evil though but is really just ‘violent neutral’. religion  :     "if god existed i would have been killed by now” sins  :     greed  /  gluttony  /  sloth  / lust /  pride  /  envy  /  wrath virtues  :     chastity  /  charity  /  diligence  /  humility  /  kindness  /  patience  /  justice known  languages  :   japanese, english. can understand all languages thanks to the grail.

›    physical

build  :     scrawny  /  bony  / slender /  fit  /  athletic  /  curvy  /  herculean  /  pudgy  /  average . height  :     6′1 scars  /  birthmarks  :    fracture marks over his entire body.

›    abilities  /  powers  

unlimited [???] works: noble phantasm, damaged and inverted thanks to the destruction of his ‘soul’. a reality marble placed inside a bullet and inverted, to be expanded when placed inside the body of a target. capable of materializing and storing every weapon alter has ever seen. alter can pull from and store weapons in this space as well, to materialize them at will.

projection:  his particular brand of magecraft, allows him to reproduce any sword he sees. applies to guns as well in this form. he can see and immediately reproduce any blade perfectly, to the point of being indistinguishable from the original, as well as transmuting those swords into bullets or arrows with the same attributes as the original blade.

mental pollution: a form of self-inflicted brainwashing that makes him fixated on the goal of ‘preserving humanity’, meaning he is willing to do anything and destroy anything in order to pursue that goal. allows him to throw away his soul and sense of self will remaining both efficient and sane enough to function.

bulletproof:  not actually bulletproof, but really fucking difficult to kill. can continue on through taking a lot of damage without stopping.

›    restrictions  

follows orders:  doesn’t even need command spells 99.9% of the time, alter will immediately follow any order he’s given. perhaps not always to the best of his abilities if there’s some benefit in him exploiting a loophole, but alter is essentially a military automaton any given master can point at an enemy and tell him to kill and he will without a second thought.

destruction of the self: manifested in the golden fracturing over his body, alter willingly erodes away his own identity, making it easier for him to perform a duty, but difficult for him to focus on anything but missions and eroding his memories from when he was an individual. His short-term memory in general is garbage, too.

›    favorites

food  :     doesn’t eat pizza  topping  :   doesnt eat color  :     gold, black, red music  genre  :    he doesn’t know. movie  genre  :   he doesn’t know curse  word  :   combining curse words. ‘shit’ anf ‘fuck’ independently do little but ‘shitfucking’ is far more fun scents  :     gunpowder, petrichor. his sense of smell is almost entirely gone, though.

›    fun stuff

bottom  or  top  :  whatever his partner acts like they expect him to be (bottom when left to his own devices) sings  in  the  shower  :    no likes  puns  :     unforutnately not

tagged by  :  @pupperofulster who probably meant for archer vanilla but Unfortunate tagging: steal it from me u cowards

[karensitalianlitblog]

Week 11 Blog

I’m Not Scared

Niccolo Ammaniti

Pages Read: 40-90

Word Count: 401

Summary:

In this week's reading, Michele is more interested and tries to learn more about the boy in the hole that he found. He realizes one day upon arrival that the abandoned house next to the hole has a unique saucepan just like the one his family has, and when he gets home, that saucepan is nowhere to be seen. Michele then interprets this as the boy being his long lost brother, probably "thrown out" due to being troublesome at birth. He creates many different scenarios, though one night realizes that it is not only his family that is involved, but the whole town. Everyone meets at Michele's house one night when Michele and his sister were supposed to be sleeping, and he overhears the news broadcaster speaking of a missing boy that fits the description of the boy in the hole.

Critical Analysis:

Despite the more grim tone of some occurences in this week's reading, Niccolo Ammaniti continues to explore the theme of childhood innocence. He once again describes scenes such as where Michele runs away and says "all right, I'll come. Just for this evening, though," (54) once he realizes that his mom made his favorite foods to try to get him to come back home. This is a relatable moment, as I believe wanting to childishly or stubbornly run away as a kid is likely a common sentiment. Ammaniti continues this theme by also depicting Michele's imagination to be very colorful yet quick to jump to conclusions, such as when Michele believes "maybe he and I were twins. We were the same height anf we seemed to be the same age. When we were born..." (69) showing how quickly Michele made up a scenario in his head to fill in the blanks of something he didn't understand. 

Personal Response:

This week's reading was a bit surprising. Michele figuring out that his family was involved in the mystery of the boy in the hole was very clever, as he was able to connect the two solely through seeing a saucepan that his family had that was a bit too unique for there to coincidentally be another. It was also surprising that everyone in the town was involved, as it seemed like everything was so normal, but maybe it mostly seemed that way due to the book being from a child's perspective, one which may not always be able to tell when things are awry.

[writingherhope]

"#her smile in this scene is one of my favorites too.#oh man#can we get a gif set parallel of this scene anf the ring scene? its the same location#the same height difference/camera angles#damn im all about the angst lately."

Small Victories / Affinity

inspired by @writingherhope’s tags  

[angels-vomit]

i miss ur buttery popcorn he doesnt never has never will and i honestly want to go home in the big victorian house with the fireplace and i get to see wags everyfay and thry live thete and thry live across the stteet but theyre wity me and tj is there and my kpop boys bring me gifts and i get to go shopping and work on fosnrt workd with dad and mom and my family and NATE -.- i want to hear this kids idea. ge is really good at rhyming and he is mean judt likr mean he picked up irony but in a matr way and its tye cutest fucking thing in thr worlf and i moss u so much nater ut gratrt than hell rlle it suvks people are pretending yo be you but hes honestly really awkward anyways and u know in ur heart being >>>>> weirf and awkward around girls isnt exactly getting them very far....because a) dad scored an awesome mom dad and these hushanfs of mine scored an awesome chantelle so dont fret my pet bruh u were supposed to be cai loool i get it hes hurt :( awe nate evertone is butthurt tn because i made fun of their rgos but i really smacked down on nate hard. nate do u honestly think that guy did u justice.... i can hear u loud and clear from here big guy ok like goffamn im so glad i still get to see u shine and grow even tho im a slow from over yknow JUST BECAUSE HE HAS A HOBBY THAT IS LIKE YOURS AND BECAUSE HE IS THE SAME HEIGHT AND HAIRCUT LIKE U AND DRESSES LIKE U DORSNT MAKE U NATE OR U THOS GOES FOR ALL OF U. but i really want Nathaniel to keep his name. i know hes consifering vhanging it dont. please do not. it would break my heart if you did honestly if it really gives u soltiyude nate i respect u but it rhymes so great! it honestly rn thymes cushiony in my head anf writing this lettrr to you is giving me peace. and quiet thh loool i love you. but seriously big guy and i LOVED playing pretty pretty princess with you and if you want to wear dresses and wear makeup and dress like how you YOU want yo wear what you want to. nate you are fantastic and i aupport you all the way i do they just ruined my life and you know your big sister chantelle supports you the most i hated you but loved you so much i wantrd to see u shine and aee u in plays and watch u fancr and do acrobats and i love u so much. soccer was cool too but was it you? i love you anywsys if it is. im just following my intuition kid but anyone you choose to be im here for you. we will get ring braclets that we will never take off and im going to swuish ya i dont ever want to stop talking to you either because i want to hear you and see you and i want to know you i think you are the most interesting person in thr world and he has a taken a liking to jimin eye see well secret jimin loves u and we will be 3 there u go no sexual contact but u sket it he can yake u out on datrs if jimin feels its necfessary ! anything fot nate i think its his fate . anyways i love you so so so so so much dont think any of what im being molested in this house means anything it DOES NOT TIT TOT I AM JUSt putting on a favade is she really sarcastic ? she is tgo? she is just cleverrer with it tho its hard when u cant do iy with ur kens ykno but like im kinda broken rn so here is my token to you:

nate fate great he date a mate late i am kate yate sate wate no hate but he date bate bate bate no late but yester date he did bate bate bate over kate loool just kidding bro im just teasing ya uou have to GROW UP SOMETIME GOD im trying to get u in there>>>>>> bye.

[irritablefacade]

a very descriptive and detailed profile of your muse. REPOST WITH THE INFORMATION OF YOUR MUSE, INCLUDING HEADCANONS, ETC. if you fail to achieve some of the facts, add some other of your own!  when you’re done, tag 15 other people to do the same.

NAME. Brian Epkeen AGE.   43 SPECIES.   human wrecking ball GENDER.   male ORIENTATION.   brian voice:  labels are a prison PROFESSION.   lieutenant detective

PHYSICAL ASPECTS.

BODY TYPE.  well-built,  fit,  gnarled by alcohol anf drugs EYES.   a bright apple green,  can be decidedly distracting if he takes his sunglasses off. HAIR.  brunet,  messy,  curly.  if he brushes it then pigs are flying that day SKIN.   tanned,  burned.  he doesn’t protect himself against the sun.  usually sweaty HEIGHT.   5′11″ WEIGHT.   varies

FAMILY.

SPOUSE.  jane foster  ( @dokkstjarna  ) CHILD(REN).  david,  estranged.  Others to follow SIBLINGS.   none PARENTS.   Adriann Coetzee  (  deceased  ),  Betty Epkeen  (  estranged  ) ANY PETS ?   lab mix named tandie for jane. it’s zulu for ‘fire’.

SKILLS.

PHYSICAL PROWESS.   he lumbers,  but he’s perfected the art of disappearing entirely in a room,  or taking up the whole space.  he catches the eye as an unmovable object;  he’s all solid muscle. SPEED.   for a man who lumbers quite like he does,  brian can run across sand dunes without great hindrance,  chase down a car.  he’s got shooter’s reflexes.  his staminas not all it used to be,  though. INTELLIGENCE.   smarter than he believes,  particularly when reading people.  incredible observant and quick-witted.  surprisingly,  his brain has never quite given up.  fantastic memory too.

LIKES.

COLOURS.   orange like fire SMELLS.  dagga,  dirt and sand,  old leather FOOD.  anything trashy,  he can eat nine big macs in one sitting if you let him,  and then some.  grease. DRINKS.   he’ll drink anything with a high alcohol content

OTHER DETAILS.

SMOKES ?   often DRUGS ?   often DRIVER LICENSE ?  yes EVER BEEN ARRESTED ?  surprising,  no

TAGGED BY:   @dokkstjarna,  my love TAGGING:   @chaordiic,  @athenawrought,  @consultingsister,  @dissolvedshadows,  @interrcpted,  @daughteroffrost,  @inspectorlayton

[gentlelewis]

Crappy Concept Art of Beast Arthur ( Imma write what I wrote on there because # bad handwriting sometimes )

Beast Arthur:

- Head of a wolf

- Hair like a Lion/ has a Mane ( very soft anf fluffy tbh. Lewis would/ Maybe will just bury himself in his fur for how soft it is despite not bathing in years )

- Two black horns ( Kinda where his two black streaks would be )

- Paws like a Lion

- Tail like a lion

- Eyes change from Green to yellow ( When green, he’s possessed, when it’s yellow, he’s in control )

- Ripped black pants

- Maybe spiked hair ( meaning he would have his spiked hair like normal but since he’s got a lot of fur, it is confused to be a mane )

- Still has goatee

I was trying to draw something similar to this beautiful art piece by a friend of mine. @/arthur-tristan-kingsmen

^ Don’t they just do a fab job at everything? Yes. Yes they do. But this is esstinal what Arthur would look like. ( I know I can’t draw to save my life but hey, I’m trying right? )

Now height difference. Obviously Beast Artie needs to be bigger than Lewis. Otherwise, where’s the fear?

The figure on the left is Lewis at 8 feet tall. The guy at the right is Beast Arthur standing on his paws. He’s HUGE isn’t he?

Here’s another chart thingy with the boys and a few other general sizes

Let’s start from left to right:

Pepper sisters

Vanessa, Vivi and Mr. Pepper along with some other villagers

Mrs. Pepper and other villagers

Lewis

Beast Arthur

Scared now?

Okay now how does Arthur move?

He’s a first moving on all four paws, kinda accepting he’ll always be a beast so why the hell does he need to stand on two paws?

Credit

He moves much like a lion when on all four paws. His tail moves sometimes, whipping back and forth. Anyone behind him will get slapped by his tail and fall because of it’s size

Once he and Lewis start getting close to each other, he prefers sitting down than standing as he’s too tall for Lewis. So he rather be close to the ground so he can see Lewis better. 

His mouth is like a wolf though. He can tear through things quickly, very sharp. His claws are just the same. As sharp as his teeth. It’s not wonder why his room is in a huge mess with pieces of things all over the place. 

Now despite being such a beast, Arthur hates hurting people ( WINK WINK ) He will not fight but can;t help himself when he’s possesed. He will punish himself for harming anyone and tries to apologize to his servants when he’s rude. But the other doesn’t let him. So his servants all think he’s not the same and he’s awful when he can’t control his actions or speech. He will sometimes be seen talking to himself

Example: “N-No! S-Stop! I won’t!” “You must...he broke his promise” “H-He was trying to save us! We hurt him!” “You have to kill him now” “NO! LEAVE ME ALONE!” He said as he rubbed his face on the ground. As if he was trying to rub something off. 

Hmmmm Wonder why he’s acting like this OWO

[evolvedcatholic]

Early church fathers and the nature of Jesus Christ

I hear from Jehovah Witnesses, Muslims and others that "Jesus didn't say he was God, nor did his followers, that was decided at Niceae."

First off, no.

That is an expressly ignorant thing to say and only shows that people are lazy enough not to research.

That's all it is.

Here are just a couple of quotes from early church fathers, some first century, showing that they indeed see Jesus as God:

1. Ignatius of Antioch (c. 50–117): For our God, Jesus the Christ, was conceived by Mary according to God’s plan, both from the seed of David and of the Holy Spirit. (Ignatius, Letter to the Ephesians, 18.2. Translation from Michael Holmes, Apostolic Fathers, 197)

2. Ignatius (again): Consequently all magic and every kind of spell were dissolved, the ignorance so characteristic of wickedness vanished, and the ancient kingdom was abolished when God appeared in human form to bring the newness of eternal life. (Ibid., 19.3. Holmes, AF, 199)

3. Ignatius (again): For our God Jesus Christ is more visible now that he is in the Father. (Ignatius, Letter to the Romans, 3.3. Holmes, AF, 229)

4. Ignatius (again): I glorify Jesus Christ, the God who made you so wise, for I observed that you are established in an unshakable faith, having been nailed, as it were, to the cross of the Lord Jesus Christ. (Ignatius, Letter to the Smyrnaeans, 1.1. Holmes, AF, 249.)

5. Ignatius (again): Wait expectantly for the one who is above time: the Eternal, the Invisible, who for our sake became visible; the Intangible, the Unsuffering, who for our sake suffered, who for our sake endured in every way. (Ignatius, Letter to Polycarp, 3.2. Holmes, AF, 265.)

6. Polycarp of Smyrna (69–155): Now may the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, and the eternal high priest himself, the Son of God Jesus Christ, build you up in faith and truth . . ., and to us with you, and to all those under heaven who will yet believe in our Lord and God Jesus Christ and in his Father who raised him from the dead. (Polycarp, Philippians, 12:2. Holmes, AF, 295)

7. Epistle of Barnabas (written c. 70–130): “If the Lord submitted to suffer for our souls, even though he is Lord of the whole world, to whom God said at the foundation of the world, “Let us make humankind according to our image and likeness,” how is it, then, that he submitted to suffer at the hands of humans?” (Epistle of Barnabas, 5.5. Holmes, AF, 393)

8. Justin Martyr (100–165): And that Christ being Lord, and God the Son of God, and appearing formerly in power as Man, and Angel, and in the glory of fire as at the bush, so also was manifested at the judgment executed on Sodom, has been demonstrated fully by what has been said. (Justin Martyr, Dialogue with Trypho, 128. Translation from Alexander Roberts and James Donaldson, Ante-Nicene Fathers, I:264)

9. Justin (again): “Permit me first to recount the prophecies, which I wish to do in order to prove that Christ is called both God and Lord of hosts.” (Ibid., 36. ANF, I:212.)

10. Justin (again): Therefore these words testify explicitly that He [Jesus] is witnessed to by Him [the Father] who established these things, as deserving to be worshipped, as God and as Christ. (Ibid., 63. ANF, I:229)

11. Justin (again): The Father of the universe has a Son; who also, being the first-begotten Word of God, is even God. And of old He appeared in the shape of fire and in the likeness of an angel to Moses and to the other prophets; but now in the times of your reign, having, as we before said, become Man by a virgin . . .” (Justin Martyr, First Apology, 63. ANF, I:184)

12. Justin (again): For if you had understood what has been written by the prophets, you would not have denied that He was God, Son of the only, unbegotten, unutterable God. (Justin Martyr, Dialogue with Trypho, 126. ANF, I:263)

13. Tatian (110–172): We do not act as fools, O Greeks, nor utter idle tales when we announce that God was born in the form of man. (Tatian, Address to the Greeks, 21. ANF, II:74)

14. Melito of Sardis (d. c. 180): “He that hung up the earth in space was Himself hanged up; He that fixed the heavens was fixed with nails; He that bore up the earth was born up on a tree; the Lord of all was subjected to ignominy in a naked body – God put to death! . . . [I]n order that He might not be seen, the luminaries turned away, and the day became darkened—because they slew God, who hung naked on the tree. . . . This is He who made the heaven and the earth, and in the beginning, together with the Father, fashioned man; who was announced by means of the law and the prophets; who put on a bodily form in the Virgin; who was hanged upon the tree; who was buried in the earth; who rose from the place of the dead, and ascended to the height of heaven, and sitteth on the right hand of the Father.” (Melito, 5. ANF, VIII:757)

15. Irenaeus of Lyons (120–202): “For I have shown from the Scriptures, that no one of the sons of Adam is as to everything, and absolutely, called God, or named Lord. But that He is Himself in His own right, beyond all men who ever lived, God, and Lord, and King Eternal, and the Incarnate Word, proclaimed by all the prophets, the apostles, and by the Spirit Himself, may be seen by all who have attained to even a small portion of the truth. Now, the Scriptures would not have testified these things of Him, if, like others, He had been a mere man. . . . He is the holy Lord, the Wonderful, the Counselor, the Beautiful in appearance, and the Mighty God, coming on the clouds as the Judge of all men; — all these things did the Scriptures prophesy of Him.” (Irenaeus, Against Heresies, 3.19.2. ANF, I:449)

16. Irenaeus (again): “He received testimony from all that He was very man, and that He was very God, from the Father, from the Spirit, from angels, from the creation itself, from men, from apostate spirits and demons.” (Ibid., 4.6.7. ANF, I:469)

17. Irenaeus (again): “Christ Jesus [is] our Lord, and God, and Savior, and King, according to the will of the invisible Father.” (Ibid., 1.10.1. ANF, I:330)

18. Irenaeus (again): “Christ Himself, therefore, together with the Father, is the God of the living, who spoke to Moses, and who was also manifested to the fathers.” (Ibid., 4.5.2. ANF, I:467)

19. Clement of Alexandria (c. 150–215): “This Word, then, the Christ, the cause of both our being at first (for He was in God) and of our well-being, this very Word has now appeared as man, He alone being both, both God and man—the Author of all blessings to us; by whom we, being taught to live well, are sent on our way to life eternal. . . . . . . The Word, who in the beginning bestowed on us life as Creator when He formed us, taught us to live well when He appeared as our Teacher; that as God He might afterwards conduct us to the life which never ends” (Clement of Alexandria, Exhortation to the Heathen, 1. ANF, II:173)

20. Tertullian (c. 160–225): For God alone is without sin; and the only man without sin is Christ, since Christ is also God.” (Tertullian, Treatise on the Soul, 41. ANF, III:221)

21. Tertullian (again): “Thus Christ is Spirit of Spirit, and God of God, as light of light is kindled.  . . . That which has come forth out of God is at once God and the Son of God, and the two are one. In this way also, as He is Spirit of Spirit and God of God, He is made a second in manner of existence—in position, not in nature; and He did not withdraw from the original source, but went forth. This ray of God, then, as it was always foretold in ancient times, descending into a certain virgin, and made flesh in her womb, is in His birth God and man united.” (Tertullian, Apology, 21. ANF, III:34–35)

22. Hippolytus (170–235): “The Logos alone of this God is from God himself; wherefore also the Logos is God, being the substance of God.” (Hippolytus, Refutation of All Heresies, 10.29. ANF, V:151)

23. Caius (180–217) [in response to those who would question the deity of Christ] “Perhaps what they allege might be credible, did not the Holy Scriptures, in the first place, contradict them. And then, besides, there are writings of certain brethren older than the times of Victor, which they wrote against the heathen in defense of the truth, and against the heresies of their time: I mean Justin and Miltiades, and Tatian and Clement, and many others, in all which divinity is ascribed to Christ. For who is ignorant of the books of Irenaeus and Melito, and the rest, which declare Christ to be God and man? All the psalms, too, and hymns of brethren, which have been written from the beginning by the faithful, celebrate Christ the Word of God, ascribing divinity to Him.” (Caius, Fragments, 2.1. ANF, V:601)

24. Origen (c. 185–254): “Jesus Christ . . . in the last times, divesting Himself (of His glory), became a man, and was incarnate although God, and while made a man remained the God which He was.” (Origen, De Principiis, Preface, 4. ANF, IV:240)

25. Novatian of Rome (210–280) “For Scripture as much announces Christ as also God, as it announces God Himself as man. It has as much described Jesus Christ to be man, as moreover it has also described Christ the Lord to be God. Because it does not set forth Him to be the Son of God only, but also the Son of man; nor does it only say, the Son of man, but it has also been accustomed to speak of Him as the Son of God. So that being of both, He is both, lest if He should be one only, He could not be the other. For as nature itself has prescribed that he must be believed to be a man who is of man, so the same nature prescribes also that He must be believed to be God who is of God. . . . Let them, therefore, who read that Jesus Christ the Son of man is man, read also that this same Jesus is called also God and the Son of God” (Novatian, On the Trinity, 11. ANF, V:620.)

Go home kids and cults, do your homework.

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There is a retail bubble -- and it's bursting

America has way too many stores — at a time when consumers are increasingly shopping online instead of at the mall. One retail CEO even compared the state of retail today to the housing bubble back in the mid-2000s.

Urban Outfitters, Staples, Dick’s (DKS) and Men’s Wearhouse/Jos. A Bank owner Tailored Brands (TLRD) all reported disappointing quarterly results this week.

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Women’s apparel retailer J. Jill (JILL) went public on Thursday and found few interested shoppers. The stock fell — after pricing its offering below its expected range. Handbag retailer Vera Bradley (VRA) underwhelmed Wall Street too.

RadioShack just went bankrupt. Again.

And Sears (SHLD) continues to hemorrhage red ink.

The story is the same for these and other struggling chains like Macy’s (M), JCPenney (JCP), Barnes & Noble (BKS), Victoria’s Secret owner L Brands (LB) and Target (TGT).

Shoppers are more inclined to click and order than visit bricks and mortar.

Amazon (AMZN, Tech30), of course, is the biggest beneficiary of this trend. Its stock is up almost 15% this year and is trading near an all-time high. The company is worth nearly $410 billion — almost double the market value of Walmart (WMT).

So, to quote King George III in Hamilton: What comes next? Many retailers may be forced to shut even more stores and bulk up on their online commerce sites and mobile apps.

Related: Target has terrible holiday and warns of awful 2017

The head of Urban Outfitters (URBN) had a blunt, and scary, assessment of the retail situation earlier this week.

During a conference call with analysts on Tuesday, CEO Richard Hayne compared the state of retail to the housing glut last decade that helped bring about the Great Recession.

“Retail square feet per capita in the United States is more than six times that of Europe or Japan. And this doesn’t count digital commerce,” Hayne said. “Our industry, not unlike the housing industry, saw too much square footage capacity added in the 1990s and early 2000s.”

“Thousands of new doors opened and rents soared. This created a bubble, and like housing, that bubble has now burst,” he added. “We are seeing the results: doors shuttering and rents retreating. This trend will continue for the foreseeable future and may even accelerate.”

It already is accelerating.

Staples (SPLS) announced more store closures on Thursday. It joins a growing list of big retailers that are shutting stores, which includes both Sears and its subsidiary Kmart, Macy’s, JCPenney and Abercrombie & Fitch (ANF).

Electronics retailer hhgregg is closing many stores too after filing for bankruptcy this week. Wet Seal, American Apparel, Sports Authority and The Limited are closing all their stores after bankruptcy filings.

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Of course, not all retailers are bowled over by Amazon.

Walmart, thanks in part to its purchase of e-commerce startup Jet last year, is starting to gain momentum in digital commerce.

Shares of Best Buy (BBY) and Costco (COST) are both up this year as well, despite increased competition from both Amazon and Walmart.

Home Depot (HD) and Lowe’s (LOW) are holding up nicely too. And it sort of makes sense. Builders are probably more inclined to buy plywood and other supplies at a big store than online.

Children’s Place (PLCE) was also a retail standout, reporting results earlier this week that topped forecasts. The stock surged nearly 20% on the news.

And there are several mall-based apparel chains that are still doing quite well, most notably fast fashion stalwarts H&M, Zara and Forever 21.

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But the dominance of Amazon is clearly taking its toll on the weakest links of the retail industry.

So don’t be surprised to see even more store closures and bankruptcies.

Moody’s said in a report this week that Sears, J. Crew, Payless and Gymboree were among 19 retailers that it considers to be financially distressed.

CNNMoney (New York) First published March 9, 2017: 11:02 AM ET

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