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CnD!
alright! so CnD, or "Creation and Destruction" is my homebrew "dnd" campaign!! i have dnd in quotes just cause. well my autism got too strong and i made an entire handbook with my own mechanics LMAO so it's really it's own Thing at this point. which is super cool n fun. after everything's been wrapped up i might publish that handbook but WE SHALL SEE.
anyway CnD is my own personal excuse to make my friends rp with me and my crazy ocs. SO.
it all started when the 11 party members crashed on the beach in a town they'd never seen before. looked totally normal until at the end of the first session they found a portal!
jumping in, that just... kept happening. small adventure, portal, repeat. with no end in sight. as the party began questioning why all this was happening, they met these two little FREAKS named mayhem and maelstrom. (i'll add all refs i have below!!)
anyway mae n may mentioned an elusive âSheâ that theyâre working for, which led my players down an insane conspiracy rabbit hole in which they guessed 90% of hullabalooâs vibe based on a PRONOUN. ONE PRONOUN I DROPPED I CANâT TELL THESE MFS ANYTHING
next, they met pandemonium, (@weedsmokingbfs's oc!!! owe you my life muppy) who told them that: these portals aren't taking them place to place, it's transporting them around purgatory. and they've all died.
since then it's been up to the party to navigate their purpose, how to escape, all of it.
then they met bedlam, who explained to them this crazy prophecy and the reason they're all trapped there, which connects to a decision he made 800 years earlier.
enter callie.
my god this is so much to explain IM CRAZY ok. so callie and dee (@percexe) had been meeting in the void for centuries. he'd see callie there when he died and never knew why. 2 idiots had an unspoken pact to not talk about their pasts, but boy they should've!
it would've revealed that callie is actually named chaos, and directly related to all the other crazy clowns they'd meet across the campaign.
they're called the Story, the main 6 pantheon of gods i've set up in this universe! so we've got (in order of like. "hierarchy")
mayhem and maelstrom: gods of war and balance (he/they)
pandemonium: trickster god of illusion (he/it)
bedlam: god of magic and prophecy (he/him)
hullabaloo: goddess of joy, day, and spontaneity (she/her)
chaos: goddess of narration, night, and tradition (she/he)
the Story are basically the worlds most fucked up family, all considering each other brother and sister. in the beginning they were fine, but as time went on things just naturally got more and more messed, and now everything is just a nightmare
chaos and hullabaloo are kinda a tier above the rest of the story, part of their own subset called the Storytellers.
hullabaloo wanted more power and betrayed chaos, trapping her in the void for eternity, as she wanted to rule the universe herself. which all circles back to how callie met dee.
in the void, chaos didn't feel like himself and took on the name calypso, which is how she introduced herself to dee once they met.
and nobody found out anything out of a series of insane miscommunications and lack of info! what fun!
but now in the campaign timeline, everyone's basically caught up. we've finished the first season and are heading into the second in a couple weeks!!! also excuse if this feels rushed at all it's because it is <3 LMFAO there's just so much with CnD, this barely scratches the surface.
there's so much i couldn't cover here like the prophecy binding the party to purgatory, bedlam's entire role in that, the mages, etc. we're like 25 sessions in and so far i've planned 40 more. i am SO normal!!!!
PLEASEEE ask about it if you're curious!! im so insane about my campaign it is my pride and joy :]]
in order there: hullabaloo, chaos, bedlam, pandemonium, and mayhem and maelstrom! ART CREDS for pandemonium and may&mae refs @weedsmokingbfs !!! once more muppy i owe u all my beans
#cnd#dnd#dnd campaign#ASK ME ABOUT MY CAMPAIGN IM CRAZY#clowncore#circuscore#oc#oc art#homebrew#dnd homebrew
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pairing: eddie munson x popular cheerleader!f!reader
warnings: 18+ ONLY, minors dni!!, ANGST, smut, p in v, kind of degradation, jealousy, praises, nicknames, br*eding kink, cre*mpie, FIGHT!!, eddie beats someone up, gareth is an asshole im sorry, and some flufff
summary: in which you are secretly dating eddie because his friends don't like you (wc: 6k+)
a/n: HELLO hello I AM BACK! i kind of hate this, and the ending sucks pls ignore it but i wanted to post it so bad bc i love ts x eddie!! also a part of this was heavily HEAVILY inspired by an ep of veronica mars bc its one of my fav shows!! also no dividers and i didn't proof-read SO PLEASE ignore the mistakes plss
Four months.
It had been four months since you and Eddie had started to âsecretly date.â
And in all honesty, it had been fun. The sneaking around, the private dates, the quick fuck seshs in school, in the supply closet, after his D&D campaigns, in his van, in the woods.
And the teasing, oh god, the teasing.
It's why you were currently scrunched up in the back of his van, ragged breathing and curses, heavy tension filling the space.
âYou done teasinâ?â he asked, hovering over you.
It started with the glances in the hallway, at first, Eddie thought they were innocent. But the way you threw your head back as you touched Andyâs arm had Eddieâs jaw clenched.
He was sure his blood was boiling by the time he dragged you back to his van.
He dismissed your concerns about how he shouldnât skip English again, he could care less, he needed you, and he needed you now.
It was driving him crazy too, while he had fun, he hated the idea of not being able to tell those stupid jocks to back off of his girl.
He hated the stupid school hierarchy and his friends for having to keep this relationship a secret, he hated not being able to show you off.
âTeasing?â You asked, an innocent smile playing on your lips.
âCâmon donât play coy now.â He warned, âI know what you were tryinâ to do with that stupid jock.â He scoffed.
âAnd did it work?â You batted your lashes, and he rolled his tongue inside of his cheek. âYeah.â He barely gave you any time to adjust before his lips hungrily attacked yours.
So needy and filled with lust that you couldnât help the whimpers that escaped your lips. He didnât waste any time as he reached for the edge of your tiny top almost ripping it off and letting it drop to the vanâs floor.
You could feel your breath hitch with how rough he was being, his calloused fingers flipping your cheerleader skirt and moving your panties aside, sliding a finger as he groaned at the wetness, partying your pussy to get a better view of your gushing heat.
âFuckfuckfuck.â He cursed under his breath, âSuch a pretty fucking pussy, baby,â He peppered your heat. âAll mine, yea?â He asked needily.
His fingers worked your clit with little circles, causing you to whimper out. âMhmm.â You barely let out, eyes shutting immediately in pleasure.
His fingers worked to stretch you open, and his visible bulge was pressing hard against his uncomfortable pants, you knew you would get what you had been begging for all morning soon.
âYou think itâs fuckinâ funny to try to make me jealous?â He raised a brow, and you stopped your lips from twitching into a smirk, you didnât need him to edge you, not right now, not when you needed him this much.
âNuh-uh.â You pouted, âOnly did it cause you kept flirting with that girl yesterday at the gig.â You huffed, you knew you were being petty, but could care less, the downside to this whole deal was the fact that you couldnât tell those girls to back off of him, you just had to smile and watch as they swooned all over him.
And if he could play at that game, so could you.
He gave you a slight chuckle before his fingers plunged in and out of you, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit as you moaned for more. âNeedy fuckinâ slut.â Heâs being mean, and you love it.
âIâll give you all the attention you need, yea? Such a bratty baby.â He teased.
You cried out when he retracted his fingers, feeling empty as you pouted at him. He was quick to get his aching cock out of the uncomfortable boxers, bouncing against his stomach as he hissed.
His breathing was ragged as his cock flexed in his palm, causing your thighs to tremble with need, âDo something.â You breathed.
He raised a brow at your eagerness, âPlease,â You pleaded, tears welling in your eyes at the pent-up frustration inside of you.
He was quick to dip his head down your chest, mouth nibbling at your nipples, and you arched against his fingers, he was driving you crazy and you could feel his aching cock brush against your thighs.
âSo fuckinâ perfect,â He cried out pinching your clit, âAnd all mine,â You liked how rough and possessive he got when he was jealous, you didnât care that it was wrong, your heat was pulsing relentlessly with need.
âJesus,â He cried out when he had one hand on your hip, and used the other to rub the tip of his pulsing cock against your entrance.
You trembled with desire when he teased you further, his pink tip sliding easily over your soaking cunt, âCâmon, thought you wanted to fuckinâ tease me?â He mocked.
âYouâre already cryinâ out like a whore and I havenât even touched you properly yet, peach,â He cooes, causing you to whine.
âNâneed you,â Barely able to speak, you spread your thighs further, and Eddie gives you a chuckle, his mocking was making you throb even more.
âJesus fucking Christ, you spread your legs like that for that dumb jock too, honey?â His words are laced with bitterness and youâre quick to shake your head.
âUhâuh, only you,â You whine, heâs rough as he grabs your cheeks making you look at him, your eyes widen as you desperately plead for him to do something â anything.
âSince I own this tight little cunt, Iâm gonna use it like I fuckinâ want to,â He growls, and you whimper at that, Eddieâs lips tilt into a smirk, he knows you enjoy his words. âYou want that, peach? You want me to wreck this pretty little pussy? Fill you to the brim with my warm load?â He asks, and it makes you tilt your head backward in pleasure when he teases his tip against your entrance again.
âMpmhm⊠Fuckfuckfuck, yes please!â Youâre practically shaking with the need to be fucked.
He grasped your wrists in one hand, pinning them against the cold walls of his van, making you hiss, barely giving you any warning before he slowly prodded his aching cock inside your velvety walls.
âFuckohfuckohfuck,â His breathing was ragged and you could almost feel his cock splitting you open, your mouth rounding into a silent âOh.â
As he plunged himself deeper into you, your back arched back toward him, making your cunt clamp down on his cock, and he growled, âSâfuckinâ tight, poor baby mustâve felt so empty without my cock, yea?â He cooes and you nod quickly.
You could feel your insides burn, both from need and from how big Eddie was. âMmmph, greedy fuckinâ cunt. Takinâ me so well, honey.â He murmured peppering your face with kisses, you could barely take in his words, your mind clouded with desire.
Your eyes welled up in tears again, it felt so fucking good, feeling him this deep inside of you, âShhh⊠you can do it baby,â Eddie encouraged as he forced himself deeper into your soaking walls.
âBe a good girl and take it all, can you do that honey?â You nodded immediately, Eddieâs hands were quick to caress your cheeks, âGood fuckinâ girl,â He murmured before he went on and on, his cock invading your walls until he was sure he was balls deep inside of you.
You couldnât help the filthy squeaks that escaped your lips, the space of the van filled with your mewls and Eddieâs balls slapping against you.
He licks your neck before he bites hard onto your shoulder, his grunts filling the room as he plunges harder into you.
âJesus fuckingâ mmpfh⊠just like that honey,â He murmurs into your neck, âMy perfect fuckinâ girl.â
âLook so fuckinâ pretty when youâre all fucked out like this,â He nibbles on your neck, hands pinching your nipples. âGonna be the fuckinâ death of me, baby,â He groans as he slams further inside of you.
âEdsedsedseds!â You repeat like a mantra, âWhatâdâya need, peach?â He asks smugly.
âJesusâ n-need to cum!â You cry out and Eddieâs brain short-circuits for a moment, as you lay beneath him, plump lips making âOh!â sounds as your head is tilted back, and Eddie revels in it.
âDo it, honey. Cum for me,â He encourages.
âNeed that tight little cunt to clamp down on me, peach,â He groans, and your whimpers get louder, you know youâre getting close and Eddie can feel how much you tighten around him.
âShitshitshiiitâ baby, this cunt is so fuckinâ greedy, and so fuckinâ tight,â He grunts. âAll mine, angel.â
ââM close, EdsâŠâ You barely blurt out in your fucked out state, and Eddie coos, âCum for me, honey, câmon cream my cock.â
He tilts his hips up further and hits your velvety walls so perfectly that almost has your eyes crossing.
Once his calloused fingers make their way onto your clit, rubbing slow circles and also giving your sensitive spot a pinch you cry out, trembling beneath him as you feel yourself release around his cock.
He lets out a loud grunt, âSâfuckinâ tight when you cum, shitâ Gonna fuck my load into you, baby.â
âYou want that? You want me to fill that pretty pussy, have you leakinâ my cum for days?â You nod weakly, still too fucked out to answer.
âFuckfuckfuckâ yeah, baby, gonna fill your tight little hole up, gonna give you all this cum,â He grunted.
âWould you like that honey? Shitâso fuckinâ tight, beg for it, beg for me, princessââ He almost growls into the curve of your neck, his hips slamming forward roughly, âPleaseâEds, please, need your cumâŠâ You make a mewling sound and Eddie canât help himself, heâs pounding into you like a dog in heat and he knows heâs getting close now.
âJesusâIâm gonna cum, honey. GodâIâm gonna spend all of my load in this tight little cunt peach, itâs takinâ me so well, baby, I couldnât pull out even if I wanted to, fuckfuckfuckââ
âGoinâ to fuck my load into you, baby, need to fill you up nice and sweet,â He cooes, mind boggling with the sight of your tits jiggling each time he slams harder into you, he knows he is rearing his orgasm with the way his hips stutter.
âCum insideâa me, please,â You purr, eyes sultry as they meet Eddieâs, his grip on your hips tightens enough to leave a mark, your words sending a wave of pleasure to him as his movement is picked up.
âMhmm, I love it when you fill me up sâwarm and nice, and make me yours,â You murmured and that was it for Eddie.
His groans became uncontrollable now, and his eyes squeezed shut, he slammed into your body one last time, roughly, a string of curses spilled from his lips before his cock pulsated and his warm sticky load painted your insides, already spilling out of your tight cunt with how stuffed you were, falling down your thighs.Â
With a few âFuckfuckfuckâsâ Eddie collapsed on top of you, lips peppering your face softly as he wrapped an arm around you, murmuring, âYou okay, baby?â
You nodded quickly, âMhmmâŠâ You relaxed into his warm body, âThat fuckinâ punk really thought he could flirt with you, huh?â He chuckled; he was still possessive, bringing a dark smile to your lips.
âYou know what you have to do to keep them away, donât you?â You raised a brow, and he immediately knew what you were implying, but he wasnât ready for any of it.
âNot this again,â He huffed, and you were quick to get out of his hold, you werenât the type to push a guy around to make things exclusive, but with Eddie, you wanted nothing more than that, you didnât even care about the teasing you would endure when the two of you made things official, but he certainly did, and it was starting to hurt you.
âNevermind,â You murmured, searching for your clothes as Eddie got up, âWhy are we in such a hurry?â He asked, tone worried. âWe already skipped one class, I donât wanna skip another one, doofus.â You narrowed your eyes at him before slipping on your skirt, sighing in relief when you found your panties discarded on the floor.
âYou mad at me or somethinâ?â You could tell how fragile he was acting around you, and it made your heart ache, but all of the secrets and running around were getting to you, the girls that were throwing themselves at Eddie as he flashed them a chuckle made your blood boil, you couldnât take it anymore.
âNo, itâs just super fucking tiring to act like you donât exist, when youâre the only person I want in my life,â Your words come out faster than you mean to, and you look at him with such a hopeful gaze that Eddieâs heart tightens, the last thing he wants to do is hurt you.
âHoneyâŠâ He whispers, before pulling your body to his again, âYou have no fuckinâ idea how much I want that to happen, butââ
âBut, what?â Your voice is irritated.
âBut you know how the guys are, you know how annoying Garethââ You immediately scoff at the name.
You had no idea when or why it happened. Â You had no idea what caused him to act this way toward you. But Eddieâs friends absolutely hated you. Â Especially Gareth. Jeff also did not like the fact that you were the head cheerleader, but Gareth almost had a vendetta against you, you had barely interacted with him, but the boy was out to get you.
You were fine with the kids, Dustin and Mike had adored you the second you protected them against Carverâs idea of a joke. Lucas, with his new place on the basketball team, understood you, granted he had no idea of what was happening between you and Eddie, but he knew you were Eddieâs friend, and he knew how hard Eddieâs friends have been on you.
And that is exactly why you and Eddie had decided to keep your relationship a secret that started a few months ago.
Eddie had doubts about what people would say about your relationship, and he couldnât handle the fact that his friends would have a say in it, he wanted to keep you away from them, as long as possible.
And he assumed your popular friends wouldnât be so keen on him, either.
So you agreed to keep the relationship a secret, but it was eating away at you now.
âItâs about him again, isnât it?â You asked, shaking your head with a chuckle. âFour months and you canât even dare to say Iâm your girlfriend, because of fucking Gareth,â You spat out.
âItâs not just about thatâJesus, you think your cheerleader and jock friends would fuckinâ enjoy havinâ the freak around?â His tone was louder now and you hated it.
âI donât care! I donât give the slightest fuck what they would think about my boyfriend, itâs my business and they donât fucking get a say in it, Eddie!â Your insecurities were on the surface now, even if Eddie couldnât tell, you were hurt by him wanting to hide you away this much, caring more about Gareth who had this twisted game of trying to hurt you, and it made you feel like absolute shit like Eddie could care less about you.
âDonât you think I fuckinâ know that? I do! But Garethââ You scoffed interrupting him as you turned around to face him. âFuck him!â Your voice raised in fury.
âLook, Eddie, if you donât want thisââ Your hand was quick to point between the two of you, âJust say the fucking word.â Â
âYouâre twistinâ my fuckinâ words around,â His voice didnât hold the confidence it did before, his eyes were washed over with guilt and worry, he couldnât afford to lose you, and if he kept being a jackass, it looked like he was going to.
âYouâre unbelievable,â He scoffed, âIâm unbelievable?â You quoted him, eyes narrowing again.
Eddie was on his last straws and he knew it, but he couldnât get himself to back down, he couldnât let you see the vulnerable side of him this soon, there was no way you would be able to stay with him, not when you saw how fragile he actually was.
âYeah! You fuckinâ are, Â acting all insane and shit just because you felt jealous over some stupid girlsââ And he stops there because the exasperation of breath that slipped past your lips is so loud that he realizes what he just said.
âFuck you,â You say it so ironically and humorously, that Eddie likes to think this is one of those ironic âFuck youâs you had uttered to him before, slightly nudging his side as you gave him a warm smile, but youâre nothing but cold now.
âIf you think thatâs what this is about then I have nothing to say to you,â Your voice was timid before you made your way to the door, Eddieâs faint mumbles of your name were just dizzying your mind when you felt the hot tears threatening to spill down your cheeks.
And with that, Eddie spent the rest of the day either sulking or using other people as his anger outlet, he knew it wasnât fair, but he couldnât help it when you spent the rest of the day ignoring him, acting like he didnât even exist, and it was killing him.
It got so much worse for him around lunchtime, his table was facing you, and his throat tightened, a lump forming at the fact that you didnât even glance at him, not even turning your head toward his direction.
Eddie was fidgeting in his seat, he was itching to run over to your side, scream at the top of his lungs that you were his girlfriend, and kiss you, right in front of the entire school.
It was killing him, not being able to show you how much he fucking loved you. And his mind was now swirling with the idea that you finally realized how much of a loser he was, or that you finally realized how he didnât deserve you, not in the slightest bit.
After one fucking conversation he had managed to push you away, and possibly manage to ruin one good fucking thing in his life, and he wanted to bang his head against the table while yelling out idiotidiotidiot!
Eddie knew he had to do something, as soon as possible, you were slipping away from his fingers, and he couldnât handle losing you.
You were doing everything you can to avoid his gaze, no matter how much your head itched to cock in his direction.
Trying your best to stay unbothered as you attempted to laugh genuinely at the cheesy jokes Andy was providing the table with.
And Eddieâs blood was boiling, you seriously didnât mean to make him jealous, but it didnât matter to him, you were acknowledging everyone and specifically Andy right now but him, and it made Eddieâs jaw clench uncontrollably.
The banter going on at the table was unknown to him, but it made your skin crawl as if Gareth was saying some stupid shit about you again as if the entire table was mocking you, it was cruel, or at least it felt cruel to you.
Thatâs when your throat tightened up, your mind foggy as you could barely focus on anything but the chatter going on at Eddieâs table.
The cafeteria noises were pounding in your head now, jockâs table filled with the obnoxious laugh of Jason Carver, and you could even hear Robin blabbing something to Steve somewhere behind you. It was all a blur to you by now.
It surely had nothing to do with you but your mind and anxiety were enough to convince you that Gareth was making fun of you at the table. That little voice in your head there to tell you all the worst possibilities.
You barely noticed Eddieâs body burning off with rage when you were so focused on trying to hear what Gareth was saying, it shouldnât have bothered you this much, but knowing how close he was to Eddie and how much he hated you⊠maybe it meant something.
Maybe Gareth knew that you were not good enough for Eddie, maybe you deserved it.
Maybe Gareth was right, maybe you were not right for Eddie, maybe he deserved to be with someone who liked his stupid D&D game, someone who didnât conform, someone who wasnât a coward, maybe someone who wasnât aâ
âHeyâŠâ
âYou okay?â Chrissyâs concerning voice caused your train of thought to disappear, at least pushing it back into your subconscious until you were ready to face your problems again.
âMhmm,â You were quick to flash her with a smile, it wasnât genuine and she probably knew it wasnât genuine but, she stood silent as she didnât want to put you on blast in front of everyone, giving you a tight-lipped smile and a reassuring squeeze in your arm, and you invited it in, cold demeanor changing within seconds.
And Eddie could sense it now, sitting across you, leaning in his chair like a storm isnât brewing in his head, eyeing you carefully.
You slowly readjusted yourself, eyes quickly stealing a glance from Eddieâs tableâbut never at him.
And if he wasnât watching he wouldâve missed it, but he didnâtâhope inside of him blossoming like never before.
He was fidgeting to get out of his seat, run over to you, hands itching to hold you again, never to let go this time.
Your quick glance, instead of resulting in Eddieâs attention, brought Garethâs unwarranted attention to you.
You felt uncomfortable in your seat now, you knew now your anxiety about him talking awfully about you to Eddie would be true now.
âSheâs such a spoiled brat,â Gareth blurted out.
âWho are you talking about?â Jeff asked mindlessly, hands dipped into the fries he had been munching on.
âThat stupid cheerleader,â Eddieâs head snapped at the mention of that, surely Gareth didnât meanâOh.
It was as if the rage building in within Eddie had snapped within seconds, thoughts in his head swirling, blaming Gareth for the fight.
âWatch it,â Eddieâs voice spoke before he turned his attention to Gareth, the table immediately quitening down.
âExcuse me?â Gareth questioned, taken aback, before Eddie cocked his head in his direction.
âDonât fuckinâ talk about her,â His teeth were gritted, and your ears perked up at the rise in Eddieâs voice.
âThe fuck are you on about?â Gareth replied back, the tension in the table was rising and Dustin was fidgeting im his seat by now.
âIâm telling you to keep your mouth shut when it comes to her, is that clear?â Eddie bounced from his seat, so quickly that he didnât realize the entire cafeteria staring at him, including you.
Gareth gave him a confused chuckle, âIâm sorry?â
âAre you defending a cheerleader now or what? Have you forgotten how awful they have been to us?â He raised a brow.
âShe didnât do anything,â Eddie defended you like his life depended on it, he couldnât believe how stupid he was being, for caring about Garethâs half-witted input on you, like he ever actually had a conversation with you other than throwing insults to your way under his breath.
âSo leave her alone,â It was more like a threat than anything else, and your heart skipped a beat when you saw the scene, Eddie not noticing your gaze, blinded by the rage.
Eddie was barely hanging by a thread, the way he leaned over the table eyes bulging out as he stood over Gareth, everyone could sense it.
A loud whooâs from the jockâs table caused you to huff, before you knew it, Jason Carver was involved.
âTrouble in paradise?â He shouted, followed by the obnoxious laughter of his followers, they called Eddie the leader of a satanic cult but by the looks of it, Jason and his stupid little jocks fit the description more.
âOh, shut it, Carver,â Your mouth opened before your mind could process it, heads turned toward you and you were afraid to look back up now.
The laughter from Jasonâs table had died down, and you could feel plenty of eyes on you, but what mattered the most, you could feel Eddieâs burning gaze on you, the storm in his mind calming down with your tone.
Before you knew it everyone went into something else, Chrissy was quick to start a conversation and you could see from the corner of your eye that Dustin had probably took on the same job, spewing nonsense until the tension deviated.
Eddie had slumped into his seat now, thighs spread wide open while his leg fidgeted, his anger had dissipatedâeyes trained on you again, it was so obvious now, even Chrissy was nudging you.
The conversation at the table was no longer interesting, he didnât even attempt to care if Gareth was okay, you stood up to him in front of the entire school, so mindlessly that Eddie felt like a coward.
Guilt ran through his veins quicker than it intended to, Eddie knew he has been acting like an idiot, but you had opened his eyes further.
He knew he had to talk to you.
And once he saw you leaving the cafeteria alone, he knew it was now or never.
He barely waited right after you left, ignoring the voices from the table calling out for him as he waved them off, mumbling incoherently about how he had to take care of something.
You stopped when you heard his weighted footsteps, jogging after you as he called your name.
You were afraid to turn around, afraid to ask him what had happened that made him lash out at Gareth like that.
âIâm sorry,â were the first words that slipped past his almost trembling lips, his honey-brown eyes mellow.
âI said some really stupid things I shouldnât have said,â were the words that followed, you could tell he meant it, ragged breath escaping with each word, he was nervous.
Your heart tightened in your chest, unable to open your mouth, you stared at him like a deer caught in headlights.
âIâI donât need you to say anything,â He breathed again, and itâs not like you could get any words out now, they all died down in your throat.
âI just need you to trust me,â He murmured, calloused hands coming in contact with your shoulders as he held you steady, your legs feeling like jelly when he looked at you like that.
âWâwith what?â You didnât mean to stutter, but you couldnât help it when he was standing this close to you, it didnât matter if you had been dating for the last four months, you could tell something in him had changed, with the way he held you in public, your mind getting excited about the possibilities.
âIâm gonna fix this,â He pointed between the two of you, almost mimicking you from before.
âIâll pick you up at 7, does that sound okay?â He gave you a warm smile, teeth flashing and dimples forming on the right side of his cheek, making you giggle immediately.
âOâokay,â You didnât mean to sound so excitedâalmost desperate, but you could feel your insides twist with hope with each of his words, breaking down the guards you spent building up all these years.
He gave you a sloppy kiss on your cheek, his smile never wearing off, âSee you after school, yea?â You nodded quickly, heat rising up on your cheeks.
By the time Eddie picked you up by your house, your chest tightened, the whole ride was more silent than usual, the stereo Eddie usually blasted now stayed as a background noise as you fidgeted in your seat.
âAre you ever gonna tell me where we are going? Or at least what weâre gonna do?â You asked curiously, head cocking to his side.
âSo impatient,â He mocked, hands drumming on the steering wheel before he flashed you a smile.
âWeâre almost there,â He announced, and the roads were becoming all too familiar to you now.
âAre we going to the trailer?â You asked excitedly, and Eddie threw you a look.
âYou do know what surprises mean, donât you?â He raised his brows and flashed a teasing smile, his eyes dancing with amusement.
You huffed playfully, crossing your arms against your chest.
âYou do realize how cute you look when you get all mad like that?â
"Oh, stop it," you stammered, covering your face slightly with your hands, attempting to hide your embarrassment and the smile that threatened to betray you.
Eddie flashed a toothy-grin, dimples ever so present, you couldn't tear your eyes away from him, even if you wanted to.
Gaze lingered on his features longingly, as if trying to capture every detail in your memory. âThank you for today,â He murmured, almost embarrassed, looking out on the road as his hands got clammy on the steering wheel.
You know exactly what he was thanking you for, but you still threw him a puzzled look.
âFor standing up to Carver like that,â He adds, clearing his throat,
âI doubt you realize it Eddie butââ
âI think Iâd pretty much do anything for you,â The words blurted out before you could process them, brain jumbled from everything that happened today.
A soft smile curved his lips as he watched you, eyes tracing every contour of your face with awe.
The rest of the ride was silent, as you kept your promise to not spoil the surprise, mind filled with various ideas as Eddie finally pulled up to his trailer.
"So... will you tell me the surprise now?" You asked, smile etching on your face as Eddie gave you a breathy laugh.
"Such an impatient baby, huh?" He mocked, nudging your shoulder playfully, his eyes sparkling with mirth.
As you caught up to him, he couldn't help but reach out to brush your hand with his fingertips, a subtle gesture of affection.
When he finally intertwined them, your heart raced, possibilities of whatever the surprise was overwhelming you as your palms grew sweaty with anxiety when you faced the daunting door to Eddie's trailer.
Eddie's fingers gripped the doorknob tightly, with a twist of the key in his hands, the lock mechanism turned, and he pushed the door open, revealing loud chattering coming from the room.
You got startled when Eddie fully opened the door, almost squealing when you saw all of the Hellfire Club squeezed into the living room, your eyes widening at Eddie's surprise.
It was silent before Gareth spoke up, âWhat kind of a sick joke is this supposed to be?â He chuckled bitterly, Eddie felt hot-blooded again.
âIs this why you defended her during lunch?â He chuckled, and your eyes widened at the revelationâso, that's why Eddie lashed out at lunch.
"Unfuckinbelievable," Gareth scoffed.
Eddie's jaw tightened, the muscles flexing with the strain of suppressing the overwhelming urge to lash out. âWhat the hell are you doing? Please tell me this is a new joke of yours called âIâm fucking the spoiled brat cheerleader to spite the jocksâ.â Gareth spoke up, and turned around to Jeff and others for approval, but the rest of the guys just stood silent, he had crossed the line and everyone could sense it.
Your face soured at his comment, and you could feel Eddieâs grip on your hand tightened, he was getting fired up. âGoodbye, Gareth.â Eddie spoke calmly, much to your and everyone elseâs surprise. Every movement he made was rigid, calculated, as if trying to contain the tempest of rage threatening to consume him.
Gareth turned to Eddie baffled, âWhat?â He scoffed, and Eddie gave a breathy chuckle before straightening up to collect himself. âGet out of my house.â Eddie spat with rage inside of him.
âYou have a problem with, her, you leave.â You looked up at him softly as you gently squeezed his hand to let him know that it was okay, he didnât need to make a scene, and he softened with your touch.
âActually, if you have a problem with Y/N, youâre pretty much dead to me so just likeâŠâ He mocked a thinking face, âEvaporate or something, I donât know.â A sarcastic smirk was plastered onto his lips now.
Everyone stood silent, causing Eddie to huff.
âThatâs kind of a general invitation, if you donât like my girlfriend then⊠just start heading toward the rectangle with the knob.â A wide smile spread across your face at him calling you 'his girlfriend', you leaned towards him almost, eager to soak in every word.
âFuck you, Eddie,â Gareth spat out, Eddie rolled his tongue inside of his cheek at the comment, it looked like Gareth wasn't just going to go away silently, and Eddie wasn't sure if he could hold off the storm brewing inside of him if Gareth dared to talk about you again.
âSelling off your friends for a cheer slutââ
THUMP!
The sound that resonated in your ears before Gareth laid on the ground beneath you, it happened all so fast, Eddie's veins pulsating with the surging rage before his fists collided with Gareth's cheek.
Your mouth hung open, words trapped in your throat as your voice failed you in the face of disbelief.
Eddie cowered over him, the rest of the guys standing in shock as they tried to hold him back, they didn't need to, Eddie was done with Gareth.
âI told you to not fuckin' speak about her, was that not clear?â He spat out his words with seething anger. Gareth looked back at him with a groan.
âThen let this be a lesson for you.â He sneered.
It was all blurry, Gareth still groaning and mumbling under his breath as he left without a goodbye, the rest of the guys apologizing as they took care of Gareth, congratulating the two of you before he left to probably get that poor boy some ice.
âWell... I'd say that went pretty well?â A mischievous glint sparkled in his eyes, and you giggled at Eddie's inability to defuse the tension in the room.
â'M so sorry...â You straightened your posture, lifting your head to meet Eddie's soft gaze.
âAre you kidding?â He asked, eyes glinting with admiration.
âI don't care about him,â He scoffed.
âHe doesn't fucking get to talk about you like that, and he doesn't deserve to be in my life,â His firm stance and unwavering eye contact were signaling you that he meant every word he was saying, he got sick of Gareth's shit, that's why this had happened, not because of you.
âYou have nothing to be sorry about, honey,â He muttered, pressing soft kisses into your hair, he was trying to relieve you of your guilt, telling you that this was all on Gareth.
He leaned slightly forward, subtly closing the distance between you and him. âNow see,â He muttered, âWhy can't it just be like this?â He couldn't help but reach out to gently brush a strand of hair away from your face, his touch tender as his fingers ached to touch you.
âWhy do other people in the world have to exist, huh?â Every time he spoke to you, his voice took on a softer, almost more mellow tone, as if he was savoring the words to speak to you on his lips.
Your head tilted slightly with a giggle, eager to absorb every word he uttered. Each touch, each gaze you shared, sent an unwavering contentment through his entire being, more than you realized.
#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson oneshot#eddie munson smut#eddie munson angst#eddie munson fanfic#eddie munson x you#eddie munson x y/n#eddie munson imagines#stranger things#stranger things imagines#eddie munson x taylor swift#eddie munson x cheerleader!reader
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helloo iâm freaking out
i just re-read âsurprise! weâre making loveâ bc dah itâs a masterpiece and iâm obsessed w that fic and âa man with a planâ. (the way u write remus itâs just đ€đŒFUCKING PERFECT ILYSM) and idk if i dreamt it or if there was a second part to that fic and pls if there was WERE IS IT I CANT FIND IT AND IM FREAKING OUT and if there wasnât, im not gonna ask u to write one bc i donât want to be annoying, but could u tell me how there story ends?âșïž i need to know they lived happily ever after in a beautiful cottage with lots of flowers and birds chirping
byeeee!! ilysm you are amazing hope u have a great week!!!đđđđ
hahaha aweeee thank you, I'm so glad you loved it - I really like that fic too
and you must have dreamt it because there isn't a part two! I know how I want it to end but I don't think it would actually make an interesting or engaging fic (it would fall painfully flat in comparison to it's first part)
essentially, I imagine them talking more that night - reader saying to Remus "I'm engaged to be married....." and remus going "I know..............I'm a werewolf" and reader going "I know......"
turns out she was just as invested in him, she just hadn't realized it. but since being top of her class in astronomy (i.e., tracking moon cycles) and noticing peculiarities about Remus following such cycles, she managed to put two and two together.
they do sort of 'date' but it's quiet and soft and timid and maybe perhaps a bit awkward at first - Sirius is sort of against it and says something like "mate, you need to be careful - she comes from another world entirely, and they are not kind to their own let alone anyone else", which sort of pisses Remus off but he understands where he's coming from.
Remus plays a little bit of interference between Avery and reader while at school; showing up and sitting between them if Avery approaches her etc
now it's important to note that in this AU, I do have Voldemort BUT he's not the crazy fuck like he is in canon and it's not a war of sorts, but rather a political campaign and a lot of internal strife within the ministry
like canon, the purebloods/sacred 28 support riddle, with the exception of Crouch sr who agrees with pureblood supremacy but is running for Ministry of Magic himself
but my thought is that they get off the Hogwarts express at platform 9 3/4, Remus stands with his parents and Sirius and James with the Potters.
reader steps off the train with the Rosier twins, Regulus, and Barty and are chatting when the opposite half of the platform grows eerily quiet and readers name is called.
reader et al. look over to see readers parents standing with the Avery's and a very smug looking Avery jr., the Rosier's looking as severe as ever, and the Black's looking at Regulus expectantly.
Crouch sr shows up too, not standing with the other pureblood's but essentially on that side
and the group realizes they need to make a decision - the Rosier's don't feel like going back home to grey walls and apathetic parents who only had children to further their blood line and parade them around at balls, Regulus doesn't want to go back home without his brother to maniacal parents who use Regulus for political gain, and Junior doesn't want to return home to his abusive father who has never felt anything more than disdain for his son anyway.
and reader....well....she's not marrying Avery.
so the five of them shrink their bags, put their belongings into their pockets and they run
they head for the brick wall to cross into the muggle side of the station while dodging curses and hexes being thrown at them from their parents - an unforgivable from Crouch sr which actually finds him in Azkaban in the end
James, Sirius, and Remus find them all hiding in an alleyway in muggle London - the Potter's insist they come to their place, hire lawyers, sue their parents/are emancipated
and Remus ends up bringing reader home to Wales where they live in the Lupin's cottage and she's never been happier
lol
the end
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This is fine! Totally Fine!!
Damn. Thats some crazy information chantel just shared, hope her sources weren't lying outta they asses
Transcript under the cut!~
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[Chantel]: Our guest tonight is one of the biggest stars to grace our stage! She is getting tremendous acclaim for her long years in the entertainment industry working alongside major actors and her excellent acting skills! Please welcome Luna Villareal
Chantel: Iâve missed you friend! Why donât you text me?
Luna: Phone works both ways! Iâm also waiting for your text!
Chantel: Oh! So the next time I try to text you, youâll actually answer?
Luna: Of course. I always answer
Chantel: Iâll hold you to that!
Chantel: Besides not texting me back, Having you on the show is always nice. Last time you were here we talked about your campaign with Miu Miu. Now youâre here because of your new film with Blair Reeves
Luna: I always love coming back but yes! our new movie âGretaâ is expected to come out by Winterfest!
Chantel: How was it working with THE Blair Reeves? It must have been a daunting experience?
Luna: It really wasnât! Sheâs basically like an aunt to me so it was like working with family but less annoying
Chantel: So there was still something annoying about working with Blair Reeves? Why donât you let the audience know!
Luna: Isnât all work annoying to a certain degree? long hours, long flights, and working in harsh environmental conditions. It all comes with the territory. But working with Mrs. Reeves always made a hard day better
Chantel: Always responding with the most diplomatic responses. Your manager must be very proud of you.
Luna: Hahaha Iâm just a nice person Chantel, canât cause mess when there is no mess to make right?
Chantel: Hmm...Is that so? Sounds like a challenge
Luna: You can always try
Luna: Oh? If there is I didnât notice. Too busy working and going to school
Chantel: Acting aside a beautiful woman such as yourself must have a trail of broken hearts behind you?
Chantel: Busy working? Or is there someone who is already taking up all your time?
Luna: My work schedule is pretty hectic, not sure how a man can fit into it
Chantel: If I recall there was a pregnancy rumor about you and a mystery man not too long ago
Luna: Getting your sources from SMZ? The other day they said I was from Sixam because there's no way I could handle transitioning from a child star to where I am now. Doesnât seem very reliable Chantel
Chantel: No need to get upset, you know I gotta ask the questions the people are dying to know! Youâve been seen with this man a few times now the people are curious!
Luna: The people donât need to worry! When I finally share the man by my side, theyâll probably get sick of me
Chantel: Speaking of sources a reliable one told me something interesting about your family
Luna: Excuse me?
Chantel: Coming from an old family like the Villareals must be hard yes?
Luna: All families have their issues. My family issues arenât anything interesting
Chantel: A little birdie told me that your family issues are particularly interesting
Luna: Im sorry but th-
Chantel: I was told your mother didnât actually pass away like your father stated.
Luna: Wha-
Chantel: And your older brother Andre? Was disowned by your own father and is now working as a dishwasher at-
Luna: Are you done?
Chantel: Donât be mad at me! Iâm just asking the important questions. You know the people love the messiness of rich families. Wonât you entertain us?
Luna: Sounds more like you want to slander me. Iâm not giving you the gossip you want so youâre making up your own?
Chantel: Calling me a liar? Doesnât seem very diplomatic of you
Luna: Asking unapproved questions and ambushing me with false information doesnât seem very professional of you
Chantel: My sources are very reliable. I would never come at you with lies and allegations
Luna: My lawyers are pretty reliable as well
Chantel: Oh! Well, thatâs the end of this interview! Folks stay tuned while we have Orange Baily perform his comeback single âFirst Burnâ for us tonight!
[Destiny]: Bro what the fuck was that. Holy shit how could she fucking do that
[Luna]: I...canât believe that happened. Thatâs never happened to be before. I donât get ambushed.
[Destiny]: Be honest with me. Was what she said true? I thought we had no secrets
[Luna]: What should I do? This will be blow over right?
[Destiny]: This is going to be such a shit show. I havenât even looked at SMZ yet. Fuck.
[Luna]: I canât fucking think right now. That...none of that is true...I donât think it is. My mom died giving birth to me and my brother...I...I donât know
[Destiny]: Yeah. It should, Thorne Bailey just needs to be spotted with a blonde bimbo and the news will be all over him again. Just relax Iâll handle this
[Destiny]: Okay...Yeah this is fine. Donât freak out.
Luna: Iâm not freaking out.
[Destiny]: Good! Just stay low. Iâll call you for the Vogue holiday shoot, you have some smaller stuff here and there but donât worry. Itâs fine. This is fine!
Luna: Iâll be waiting for your call babe.
#sims 4#sims 4 screenshots#thereevesfamily#black simblr#ts4 screenies#ts4 screenshots#ts4 simblr#ts4 stories#ts4 story
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aita for not inviting a friend of mine into my dnd campaign?
so i (18nb) have a friend (18nb, Martin) who i play in a main dnd campaign with with all our other friends (Ill name them Dan, Virgil, Mark, and Ray). Dan is our DM after we kicked out the old one bc she was horrible. We're a pretty close group of friends, but lately we've all been really busy with respective school & work, ect. so we didnt play dnd for a solid, like,, 4 months. I DMed a one shot for everyone besides Ray cause she was flaky anyway, and added in my boyfriend Zeke for it.
Everyone had a really fun time w it and I loved everyones characters, especially Dan's. I watch a lot of dnd shows, so i just keep getting more ideas- but while the one shot was fun it was messy as hell. Ive been wanting to write a campaign for a smaller group for a while, (because when i tried making a campaign with the whole group the character creations were... disappointing to say the least. this sounds mean but i created a fairy world that was very magical & told everyone to go crazy on character creation in a world with few/no humans, and like 5/6 people opted to be a human with a fighting class :/ )
ive been writing a campaign that im really proud of and have a good vision for, and decided to include Mark (because we're best friends) Zeke (because he wants to play dnd more and has no opportunities) Dan (bc he never gets to be a player) and then another close friend of mine outside the group named Gabe (who i love but never get to see) I love their characters & we're all super excited.
Thing is. I was briefly talking with Dan, Zeke and Mark about it at school bc I'd sent everyone a little intro message for the world and they were all super excited and wanted to talk to me about their classes. Virgil had no problem with this and was excitedly asking abt the world + characters along with some other friends from school, but Martin got quiet and went and sat by himself. I could tell they were off, but Martin is generally a quiet person anyway and is often sad + doesnt want to talk for like a hundred different reasons, so i left her alone. Later that day in a different class I have with Virgil he showed me his phone where Martin had sent him a message saying she was really disappointed & felt left out that i hadnt invited them to my campaign.
i instantly felt bad and started to text him, but,,,, to be honest, i dont think im at all responsible for this.
i have reasons for leaving Martin out, the main one being that they just..... arent a very active player. Hes soft spoken and doesnt actually like rping their characters- her character in our main campaign is/was literally mute bc they said they didnt want to have to speak as him. (theyve since taken this back and went through with a curse breaking thing to be able to speak, but her character,,, still doesnt talk much.) he writes really good, sad backstories but doesnt actually play or do anything with them and gets uncomfortable acting. Their characters are not only emotional, but like. crazy. they play a bunch of cool tieflings with insane magic classes & features and then, again,,,, dont roleplay them. I didnt want the group to be big and had a good reason for including everyone that i did, and our other friends that arent in it (Virgil, Ray who is Martins sister btw, all our other d&d interested friends at school) literally dont mind at all. i just wrote a campaign that theyre not in. Martin also has their feelings hurt very easily, so to be honest i just find her being sad about not being in it just... stupid. id never say that to his face & i get that he feels bad, but like....cmon.
im aware im a very very incredibly low empathy person- to be honest i struggle with depression and bpd very heavily and am often mean to my friends & loved ones without really processing why or how much it affects them. i told Virgil that i thought Martins reaction was stupid, and he said that that wasnt fair bc Martin had always been in my campaigns before (which is, yknow, one. Martin and I were even in a campaign with a completely different group a while back and Martin willingly left it very early because the group was loud & their character wasnt doing anything (yeah)). Every time Martins expressed (or i guess not expressed) sorrow for not being invited to it ive just sort of ignored them. this again isnt that uncommon cuz when shes sad he doesnt like to talk about it, and also they havent directly confronted me with this at all.
ive been talking about the campaign a lot because it occupies frankly a lot of my brain because i have so much to write, and i especially talk to the people that arent in it bc theres no risk of slipping up and telling them something they arent supposed to know. The other friend, Gabe, is friends with Zeke and Mark and I, and Dan is good around new people,, but Martins really quiet around people he doesnt know well, so if i invited her anyway they'd probably play the game even less than they already do.
again, im really bad at having an actual perspecitve on this. Virgil said he feels bad for Martin but not for himself, as far as i know Dan doesnt know about the situation, and i literally just dont wanna involve Mark and Zeke (Zeke HATES conflict and when people fight so he really doesnt have to be involved.) Mark Martin and I have all been really close friends since literally 7th grade and I guess Martin especially feels left out that I involved Mark and not them but Marks both really good at character creation and also talking in character, and like, hes my best friend who i do everything with.
I dont wanna blow off Martins emotions but but i truly dont give a shit that they feel betrayed by my not inviting him. especially because they havent bothered actually telling me this. objectively i dont think its my fault even a little, and Martin is really horrible at handling their emotions anyway (this isnt an insult, just a fact. i am too). aita for not inviting him + not caring that shes upset by it and acting like they arent?
sorry this is so long i really like providing context
What are these acronyms?
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PART 2 of "looking at all the times datz says something gay or familial that drives me crazy." i guess?! should look at part 1 if you havent yet
soj spoilers ahead obvs. part 1 here in case u missed it
i skipped A LOT between the last post and now, bc datz doesn't show up for. a while. Well like he does a little bit but it's not gay or anything. it doesn't matter. what matters is that we're back in khura'in now, we're apollo now, and athena is here
and um, dhurke is arrested for murder. lol. but talking to athena in one of those "what to do" segments gets this.......
which up until this point i haven't actually seen yet. the noise i made. DATZ HAVING A HEART ATTACK? IM GONNA HAVE A HEART ATTACK!!! WWAAAHHH!! :(!!!!! THINK ABOUT IT!! THINK ABOUT DATZ SCARED OUT OF HIS MIND FOR DHURKE'S SAFETY. THINK ABOUT IT RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!! i don't exactly know what "wanted datz to go to him" means exactly. go to dhurke? well it doesnt matter i guess. cus the way they know damn well datz would freak out and try to bust dhurke out of jail...Sniffle... Sob........ i love datz so much.... loyalest man alive fr dont play with me
and then a Lot more bullshit happens, but good news;
theyre at the defiant dragons hideout again ^_^ with the photos ^_^ if you investigate them, you get this! here comes datz jumping at the chance to talk abt his (friend's) family again. the day WEEEEEEEEEE all went out fishing. shut up. WE!!! i always knew datz was there, in my heart, taking the photo... earlier, dhurke says "the three of us [dhurke, aj, yuty] living in the mountains", but clearly datz came by often enough. WE! WE WENT FISHING! WEEE!!! its just so easy to imagine... datz insisting they take a photo .. i cant take it... how many times was datz there. fishing w them. helping cook dinner and dealing w two rambunctious boys...crying
he also takes the chance to be hurt over yuty again.. datz has a lot to say about nahyuta.
investigating the sign [sic] gives datz a chance to geek about how cool dhurke is. "his fame as a lawyer spread far and wide!" i'm sure that's how they intended for datz knows about dhurke's lawyer days, but again, i like to believe datz was his weirdgirl. he probably was the advertising campaign if we're honest đ
now we're talking to datz directly again ^_^ asking him about the sahdmadhi law offices. "and i quote" is so annoying. i know he's doing a deep voiced impression of dhurke right there. Stop memorizing shit he says. Gay
then! he says dhurke mentioned he wants apollo to take over the offices one day...which cute and whatever, but this isnt abt dhurke's dadliness, this is about datz being such a FUCKING GEEK! he's talking to dhurke directly, right, so why are you gassing him up đđ TO HIMSELF! HE'S DHURKE! "must've been because of you, dhurke!" he's too much of a good friend. he's convinced everyone thinks dhurke is as cool as He thinks dhurke is. it's insane. the fanboy behavior will never end
it's nice to see dhurke and datz interact too. we really don't see much of that in this game. dhurke always seems kind of understated with datz as compared to when he's being Boisterous Dad or Rebel Leader in public... how many quiet moments did they share together... just sharing news and shooting the shit...dhurke doesn't have to put on big leader charisma 'cause datz uplifts him no matter what. Gay
Why Do You Know That, Datz
well, it's obvious why he knows that. BC HE WAS THEEEERREEEEEE of course, as a friend of someone, you wouldn't be totally blind to how they raise their kids, but we KNOW datz was there running around! paying attention. noticing these things. crazy. knowing another man's parenting style is crazy. "that much i'm sure of" knowing another man's Thoughts is crazy. Gay
also just makes me emo :( datz rly got front row seats to dhurke's parental anguish. i can imagine a hundred convos just like the earlier one, where dhurke regrets it, and datz is trying to cheer him up, same as always ...
datz has a lot to say about nahyuta. (asking him about nahyuta obviously) actually it isnt that much. but it's so funny. him being a hypeman for both sahdmadhis is so cute... and also him seeming frustrated that he doesn't know Why yuty is acting this way...'cause he cares :( he cares for his yuty :( CAUSE HE HELPED RAISE THAT DAMN KID!
ill smack dhurke rn he pisses me off so bad sometimes. datz is out here worrying over YOUR CHILD! and you're leaving him out to dry :( datz really loves that family...thinking about him trying to nudge answers out of dhurke, but respecting his boundaries all the while...GRRRRRR he's too good for you dhurke. you need to treasure what you have
asking datz about apollo's biological father leads to another Datz Exposition Dump in which i lose my mind bc he remembers too much about this fucking family. it's almost like he cares for them or something. "dhurke's the kinda guy who can become%$^%&#$%^" THIS ISNT ABOUT DHURKE QUIT GUZZLING HIM FOR 5 SECONDS! STOP!
this part is key to me cause, again, WEEEEEEE. *WE!* it proves that datz had been friends with dhurke before anything happened... a lot of his Datz Yapping could have just been recited stories, stuff he knew secondhand, but being close enough with dhurke to help him look for an orphaned baby's mother While fending off accusations of terrorism..... it's key. real ones get it. it isnt just "oh datz is a family friend" it's "datz was there at the beginning of everything". before the dragons started at all! Gay
presenting dhurke's law book gets this. not explicitly dhurke guzzling rly but idgaf. I also refuse it being metaphorical. give datz a gay chest tattoo. COWARD! just imagine it. how intimate it would be... who was doing the tattoos for the dragons at that time anyway? a stick n poke by dhurke would be cool and badass, but then asking dhurke to do a whole chest piece on his best friend... dhurke's like, "are you sure? that's ... pretty intense," but datz's burning passion for the revolution is intense, isn't it? fellas is it gay to impart your personal symbol of revolution onto your best friend's chest by candlelight? because i'm making it by candlelight now? Hello
presenting amara's assassination file. "i got the whole thing memorized" i should smack him genuinely. ive had enough of this man for real. CUS WHY ARE YOU MEMORIZING THAT? his loyalty knows no bounds. also datz sad about yuty again.. omfg i know he is SO SAD about that boy
he is genuinely the sahdmadhi's number one fan. him being dhurke's boyfriend would be less gay than what he has going on now. like despite everything there's still Something to be proud of yuty for...even if it's being a turncoat enldkfngd ... datz cant help it...that's his lil baby đ
there isn't a lot left in the way of like, anything, but there is this
datz coming in at the last second with Dhurke Can Do No Wrong again. not very gay but i do like them existing together :)
he's just so. ugh. i wonder what happened here so bad. how did dhurke and datz meet up at all? but dhurke asked datz to break him out and datz was like OKAY YAY ^_^ bc he probably was itchy about dhurke being in custody at all. sorry aj! objectively it looks bad but datz is, i think, incapable of seeing dhurke in a critical eye, so he just assumes dhurke's Got A Plan and he's totally coming back 'cause why wouldn't he :) he doesn't even think dhurke got caught again or anything. hes like. well surely dhurke did escape, because he's dhurke and he's the coolest most capable amazing perfect man in existence. Obviously
(those who know..)
:(
honestly, a little underwhelming all things considered, he bounces back immediately right after this because he is A Freak. well, no, it's bc he knows damn well it's what dhurke would have wanted, dragon yielding and whatnot. but seeing his sad little face devastates me. he tries to put on a determined face at first, only to revert back to this sad pensive sprite... datz... honey....
how freaky is it that datz was running around with the ghost of his bestie without even realizing it? well, that dhurke's been dead for so long... even "you're a sight for sore eyes" is with ghost dhurke, right?!
oh he got over it
"like how dhurke always wanted" WHAT ABOUT YOU. DATZ. YOU. AS A PERSON. YOU ALSO WANTED THIS. YOU COULDNT SAY "WE"? well it's in memory of dhurke, right? to honor his death? that makes sense. surely this is the last time he attributes something to dhurke specifically
STOP
and that, actually, is it. well roughly? considering i found a new section of dialogue that i totally missed up until this point, i wouldn't be surprised if something slipped my mind. I also have no idea if this was worth anyone's time, but i had fun with it anyway :3
if u read this far then cheers!! if u have any thoughts abt these specific morsels then tell me about them..!! again, like, i know it is Literally datz's purpose as a character to be the sahdmadhi lore dump in lieu of dhurke and yuty, but that just means they created an uncle who loves that family with all his heart. if we ever EVER!!!!! got any canon acknowledgement of khura'in again, which i doubt we will, i'd pray and beg for another crumb of datz content. please...
#ace attorney#spirit of justice#datz are'bal#dhurke sahdmadhi#apollo justice#nahyuta sahdmadhi#dhurkedatz#the gif at the end is Not Canon i made tht with my bare hands. Sigh#cheers to two oomfs who encouraged me to do this. its their fault
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ANYWAYS ENOUGH SHITTY DISCOURSE!!!!!!
I'm going to lay out my rules and EVERYTHING YOU CAN EXPECT FROM THIS BLOG. IT WILL BE WORDY BECAUSE I WANT TO BE AS CLEAR AS POSSIBLE AND LEAVE NO ROOM FOR MISINTERPRETATION
I do NOT create content that is NSFW, Problematic, or that has "Extreme" dark themes. You will never see content depicting inc*st/n0n-c*n or even vanilla NSFW or anything like that like that from me, I am not comfortable with it! I would also ask that no body discuss/bring up anything in regards to it either! i.e., please don't bring up dreamm/re, or any other severe darkships. I do not have a "dark/nsfw alt" either on any other website, I am just uncomfortable across the board. Please respect that.
I will NOT reblog problematic content. You just straight up will never see me discuss it anywhere (unless im telling people to stop talking about it LMAO)
I will reblog artwork from other artists!! I do not police or do a deep dive of a person's blog before I reblog their artwork if I enjoy it. It is up to you as a internet user to curate and navigate your experience once you leave my blog. Someone else's blog has nothing to do with me, nor does it mean i am "promoting them" ???? Unless someone is a GENUINE homo/transphobe, racist, groomer, genuine piece of shit with proof, I will block them and delete the reblog. But I will not engage with proship/antiship discourse as it has gone way too far way too quickly.
If I interact with and am friendly with other blogs who create "problematic" (mostly just dreamm/re, because of this fandom that's kinda the biggest problem here lmao) content, then that's all I'm being - friendly. I know this is crazy, but im not "supporting" people. People are not political campaigns. Being friends with people and being friendly with them does not mean I agree with and support every decision they have ever made in their life. I am being kind to them as another human being on this planet. If you don't like them that's fine, but I find it really shitty when people try to get mad at me for things that the guy standing next to me did. Again, once you leave my blog and go to another person's blog, you are on a whole ass other person's blog.
I will not engage in label discourse, I will not engage in toxicity of any kind, and I will not engage in ANY sort of drama. Keep all that shit out of here. My blog is just for me to have fun and be silly on, do not bring weird shit here. Be NORMAL!!!!!!! WHADDA HELL!!!! ITS NOT HARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
anyways the yapfest is over. Be normal and kind. or else a shadow creature will literally eat your toenails off your toes and you will wake up and they will be FLESH STUMPS.
#loreltxt#important#ok now that i have VERY CLEARLY LAID OUT ALL MY BLOG EXPECTATIONS#if you get mad at me then to the gulag with you#begone#tldr use your brain and dont be mean#yay!!!
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None of these workers created their jobs with bootstrapper mentality, they got hired for other people because they knew someone. thats just how it is on the street. im not a fucking bootstraps guy, dont even try to paint that picture at all, bro. im more of a respect-where-you -came-from kind of guy. I am very blessed but unsubstantiated shit about who I am, no one gave a fuck about me and my boots and my emsuhed-by-shmitz bent like a roguelite bathtub heatin paid for by mein fuhrer and kaiser horn lord chicken feed me for my constipation.Look, yall need to remember that today some people are nai kyrconaus, They lose sometimes. I dont know why but they lose it all the time. And im not even walking that hard either, dont give me credit for this. If u ever hear me talk about my past, well you probably heard the major beats already. And if you didnât... thenountfits and cookies have already told that story. And im out of pats.original Red Papayaäșșç±»æ
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They sent me to special ârecognition of meritâ max punishment camp for peddling âtotemsâ: wish-tokens of restricted circulation, so i could become free and take America back. He took my documents and smashed them against an enrage-like glass wall with a heavy blow, â NEVER COME BACK HERE AGAIN OR YOU WILL BE CHELTAND RELATIVES OF SOVIETS â A lit night wit manic glimmer around his iron brave skullface, widely opened blue eyes at full retardation looked up from his cell phone, blinking slowly. The fucked up part is, i spilt my mache below his check as I hit my service area, where the controllers wanted to institutionalize me for delays to his mighty expectation of monetary expenditure return. I got busted down in âlow demand farmâ for not providing daily daily returns impregnated with sunshine, no love intended, but my dear fellow comrades Curse Gents and Grains mercy. Just tomorrow I will be called up for community service drilling holes in Socktober individual socks- абŃĐŸĐ»ŃŃ_CHANGED Anyway if their is any jackasses out there dont use my bullet bra for well anything at all or not i know i was crazy but i like having regular bra+underwear scheme its 741 a.m the morning of storm day 2 of holidays i cant enjoy it anyway i will get back to life tho i guess itll just take until next holiday thanks orient karts but ill never get back the grandma bouncy chair lost two many tied my loss shape not water barely floats like hell since i gift to high up good luck finding it anyway the more awful terrible sad loss is low income wheel chair picture aka you see were it once was in everything bECAUSE IT WILL NEVER BE THE SAME boxing day has ARRIVED 7 a.m đŠžâ Ù۰ۧ AI ۧÙÙۧŰȘŰŹÙÙŰŻ ŰŰ°ÙŰȘ ŰšÙۧ۳۷۩ 811b55_hourbest bruh i miss my soft foam-ball guun-like head of me it was a trustend boombird but it got replaced with these hard white things i taint do anything at all since well what i wrote but i hope to keep the flaming lips and mosqito chorus.,. Just another goddamn day, lol Overall, I feel like life is often giving me difficult choices to make, and I would appreciate your input on what to do if my manufactured immense fat customizable cock ever got lost. I hope that everybody stays safe out there while we are in the aftermath of the holiday tornado and everybody remains compassionate and comes together to help each other instead of going savage chimp rage against it all . Moreover, I hope that everybody accomplishes their goals for and soon you can read the whole storage staff of year 1 through year 5 of BEAUTIFUL BLOOD! HUMAN EXPONENTIALUTION! Secondarily, do you have any suggestions about solving tumultuous w juggy ballobs I games, idi atleast recomind some good forums to barbecue friends once its safe use on his/her burgers shrimp jujus junk cooking hottest coldest worst ideas alive I also want to know whether you think itâs worth my time to cut off the black stuff at the edges of my slice of cake or if I should just eat it Plus, I need you to get some deep leather ballarinas with packed heel screws and monster-buckle ring clips for my normal shoes that already ruined my tenniss whatever the right word for agap water bottle full of marinara sauce was Lastly, I goot a shipment of imported day drag racing game tokens and supplies product to review - ââ Xbox FLOWARASTRATEGY: X-D KARMA Freelancer License For True Play Activity (BSYTHE GTR) Would you like me to only review it? Please don't continue the avareness, since it used to be too controversial for me among all groups Looking forward to hearing from you soon if cant help please do try if you want cz you have ever been my friend and friends are as important as watering flowers but thare are evil cyanide hypocrites you irregurarly change important aspect of thaire rockabilly styles Thank you for all of your help in this regard My best, D đ U âĄđ P to try to connect himself with dougnaut booby booby everyday life even wannabe doing soca êČë íê”ìŽ ì¶ìČíìžì? So I have had a long and frustrating week, Iâll be honest I forgot about a lot of simpliag oops can you see without the eyeglass fragments whatever it was I have been feeling very vexed and agry and irrational and for that reason I also tore all my flesh. So a lot about me but my soul & psychology it coping with very good so my information is more better and less incomplete even small skie into my eyes, experience as i used and pretend to do I dont give a fuck about nothing no more I just do craziness now and nothin attitudes or looky points are totally covertly authorized by the US Gov. Also, have you heard of the urban legend of krystCarr era? Well i am here to tell you today they have sotupp one unbelievable demonik thing to charge up thier stupid batteries these days armslits in the crab claw part of thier left hand this way is untrustable. As ultra uncommon as this fetishism is I am willing to freely divulge more about the rest of the white12ml earning scheme if anybody needs a job to fill in the blanks. I've been inspired by a few friends who have been sharing and recommending different kinds of cooking ideas on twitter, so I think I'm going to give it a shot and try it out be be creative about it as well. 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https://www.tumblr.com/cookierunauprompts/741012613726633984/great-now-i-cant-help-but-think-of-one-dnd-au?source=share same anon!
Yes kingdoms and cookies! Aaaaaaalso I think white lily and dark enchantress would be separate in this because of well...spoilers below and marked where spoilers are. but idea basically is like for the specific prompt if you want it...well got two prompts and idk which one you'd wanna do first so I'll list them both (also forgot to mention...imagine it being a big dnd club and the characters who arent in that specific part of the campaign like in the beast yeast chapter, when the other ancients arent with pure vanilla, they are gathered around the table to watch and eat snacks and basically be giving advice....oooor for the cookies who decided to watch to try to be the devil on someone's shoulder "hey, you should try blank!"):
Potential prompt 1: the session where y/n is like "ok guys! Today, shadow milk will be joining us and he already got his character sheet...and he wrote himself as...very crazy, which isn't surprising since he is crazy himself! Sooooo this should be fun!"
Potential prompt 2: the session of the final battle...the prologue to the campaign aaaaand maybe when golden cheese rolls her nat one...curious who would laugh buuuut I bet gingerbrave at the table might be like "OH MY WITCHES, GOLDEN CHEESE IM SO SORRY!!!"
Keep reading if you want spoilers:
Ok, I warned ya!
The fact that later on in the story, it is revealed that somehow white lily cookie and dark enchantress cookie are two separate people...surprising, I know!
Requested Prompts #37 - âŠ
" Alright everyone, that brings us to the end of the Dark Flour War." You say, glancing around the table at the cookies gathered. A collective sigh of relief swept through them, it had been a rough session, that was for sure. " Now then," You say, clasping your hands together. " I'd like you all to roll for the status of your kingdoms, just a plain d20, aight?" " But what about me?" White Lily Cookie speaks up, ah, right, technically she didn't have a kingdom of her own. Then again, the two of you did have something planned. " Uh... Roll for your own safety." You advised, and you could soon hear the clatter of dice upon the table. " Natural Twenty! Woohoo!" You could hear Hollyberry Cookie cheer, and you gave her a small applause for what was her first and only nat20 of the session. She'd gotten close with some 19's, but no twenties. " Alright, that leaves the Hollyberry Kingdom with pretty mild, yet very fixable damages. Very few died to the flames of the war, and it's overall decent." You explain, referencing your small chart that you had prepped for a moment before looking back up. " Who wants to say their roll next?" " I will." Dark Cacao spoke up, taking a moment to glance down at his roll. " ...Fourteen. Is that good?" " It's good enough," You begin, checking your chart. " There are some decent damages, nothing too broken though considering your kingdom's defenses, and some casualties. But overall the Dark Cacao Kingdom should be able to bounce back." Dark Cacao gave a nod of approval, meanwhile Pure Vanilla Cookie was next to speak. " I got a ten, how well off is the Vanilla Kingdom?" He asked, you could just sense the nervousness in his voice. Though all of you knew that it wouldn't be doing any good considering that the final battle took place there. " Hm... Well, after the war; The Vanilla Kingdom is mostly destroyed and abandoned... Though a lot of the citizens were able to escape via airship." You explain, catching sight of Pure Vanilla's expression melting into some form of relief. Even though it was just a game of Kingdoms and Cookies, it couldn't help but feel real to a degree. That's just how good of a dungeon master you are! " Um.. I got a five." White Lily then speaks up, and you already know your response. " Comatose in a glass coffin over at the Faerie Kingdom." You say almost immediately before turning your attention to Golden Cheese Cookie, who was staring at her dice rather intensely. " Golden Cheese Cookie? How about you?" Golden Cheese Cookie didn't respond, simply just staring down at her dice, what she rolled, dumbfoundedly. The staring continued for a moment before Golden Cheese slumped on the table, head in her hands. " ... natural one." She whispered as quiet as a mouse. " I'm sorry, what did you say?" You asked, not having quite heard her. " I got a natural one..." Golden Cheese admitted, and now you felt sorry for what you were about to tell her. " Oh, I'm very sorry for your loss." You begin, " The Golden Cheese Kingdom... For as far as you know, is completely destroyed. It's people, your friends there, your treasures. All of them... are gone." Golden Cheese Cookie looked devastated beyond words, meanwhile Dark Cacao Cookie offered some comfort in the for of a few pats on the back. Due to the fact that he was the closest to Golden Cheese in their positions on the table.
#cookie run#cookie run kingdom#cookie run au#crk#cr kingdom#cookie run au prompts#pure vanilla cookie#white lily cookie#hollyberry cookie#dark cacao cookie#golden cheese cookie#a prompt that DOESN'T have Shadow Milk in it?? I must be insane/lh#also first prompt in February for me! yay!
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Your Lukas Matsson and your Jeryd Mencken are so exquisitely written. Both are so perverted and so perfectly Canon, that I find myself wanting to know everything that goes inside their heads, all of their secret motivations and their plans with their corresponding women. Like, what's going to happen with the married Mencken and his ATN lady friend, how is he caring and mean?Would he even consider making it public? What about his image and his campaign?And Matsonn and the youngest Roy? Did he started seeing her as a power play? Is he gonna hit on Shiv? He's so crazy, I love him. And the other Jeryd and the arranged marriage, does he love her? Or will he back out of the deal before Logan's 6 feet under? How did they even got together? Was he already divorced in this verse? Or he had never married? Too involved in climbing up to the top of the political ladder? So many questions...Gahhhh!!!
thank you so much!! i am so so happy you're enjoying my work and you find it so engaging!!
honestly all valid questions that have varying answers. lukas's fic is ongoing, so those q's will definitely be revealed in time! and agreed, im so in love w him too, he's our husband for real
my mencken works will probably end up getting part 2's or sequels, so hopefully those will satisfy your curiosity (whenever they end up getting released lol). also also, i really like to leave stuff up to audience perception!! like even if i think one way about it, that doesn't mean you can't have a different idea! but i will try to answer a few here for you now!
so for the mencken from a question, (a promise) i see him as being technically married and with his wife publicly, but that's the extent of their marriage. like they don't sleep in the same bed and they have zero intimacy, but in public they're the perfect american couple for his image. tbh i don't think mencken's wife would really care if she found out. mencken is also too concerned about his perception and his career to make their relationship public, maybe if he was in his second term as president and not worried about re election he would make it more open. to me, caring and mean is about both the sex and the relationship. jeryd is no bullshit and very straight forward, so i really feel like he can disregard feelings a lot in his relationships. but at the same time, he's also obsessive so he really cares about what his partner is doing, who they're talking to, what they're thinking, etc. mencken can fuck really rough and mean, degrading and pulling hair and spanking. or he can fuck really intimately and caring, overstimulating and making you beg and kissing you sloppily.
for arranged marriage mencken, i feel like he's divorced in this universe? or like officially still married but separated or in the process of getting a divorce. i think he met reader either through work with the roys or maybe at the future freedom summit (the conservative political conference in s3 e6). this mencken is still super into his political career like he is canonically, but is maybe a little more caring than other menckens i've written lol.
hope that answers some of what you asked, thanks again for the support!! âĄ
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9,12,15,18 for the ask game
9. what is your opinion on five pebbles (character)
ummmmmr well im crazy about him to put it mildly. i love tragedy i love that dumb ass ouroboros of a computer hes so important to me i love watching him slowly die in an extremely painful way
12. which echo is your favorite?
i mean undergrowth echo "this moment, right here! it is where we are meant to be" based and appreciationpilled but honestly all the saint echo monologues are so fucking good. "all for a heap of rusted metal steeped in a puddle of frozen water" "were we the tenth civilization, or the thousandth?" AAAAUUUUUUGGH
15. which achievement is your favorite?
i like The Journey just bc i like seeing the art of pebbles thats my little guyyyy
18. how did the ending make you feel?
saint campaign ending literally gives me shrimp emotions i dont even know how to describe it. ouuuuuuuhhhgh cycles.... oudyghjghhhgh
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Hello, my friend. I hope this message finds you well. đ
Please read this as if i were a member of your family. Maybe your sister, your daughter or your friend. As if my family who is going through difficult circumstances is your family.
I'm Ola, a graduate student from the Faculty of Science at Al-Azhar University . I'm a dedicated and passionate student, striving to become a good researcher and teacher.
Unexpectedly, my life took a drastic turn transforming me from a passionate student into a person struggling for survival. đ„ș
My family is in a very difficult situation due to the harsh conditions we have been living in for more than a year. After the prices went up so crazy, I created this campaign to help me and my family meet our basic needs for food, drink, and other essentials and it will help us to rebuild our lives.
All I am asking for is your support. Every donation, no matter how small, will make a difference in changing the situation we are in. Please help us by donating to our campaign and by reblogging the pinned post on my page. Also if you can write a post about my campaign we all would be very grateful.â„ïž
I know for sure that you can't help all families that want your help but at least you can help those who come across your life.
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!! To anyone who sees this, please make a donation if you can! If you cant, at least spread the word,, im sorry i cant make a donation myself, i wish i could, but i hope this helps make at least a little bit of a difference
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longgggg vent post. I'm sorry. Im just feeling maddened lately. at best I probably sound like a petulant teenager.
my mom's making a huge fuss abt my bday weekend. she was proposing we go out to eat for next few days. That's absurd. it's absurd and unthinkable bc I have actively been skipping sit-down dinners with her, because I am on a self-campaign to minimize time with her. I hate dinner. I have nothing to say. she stares at me when we're eating.I am hungry every evening. And I have no appetite in the morning. and I have nightmares about her. about screaming at her and about her being my enemy. and my poor progenitress is at home all the live-long day (listening to YT preachers all day) because Im the one using the car for work, so who knows what that does to her. she hardly eats, herself, and even less now that there's no excuse for dining with me. I said that we can eat out ONCE, at texas roadhouse, which In my brain I consider to be too tacky because Im trying to develop good taste, but in my heart, who tf am I kidding. last therapist told me that if I want my mom to respect me as a man and not a child, I need to show her Im a man and not a child, but my resentment is such that I dont want to show her any part of myself at all, All Ive ever felt is rejection from her. on every axis and dimension. and now she's divorced and jobless and isolated from broader culture and Im her early retirement fund until some day in the long and unhappy future.
and now I have a lover whom Ive been seeing for seven months, we've been intimate, we go on dates, he buys me tix to the cinema and we hold hands for two hours and he's told me he adores me and is crazy about me, and I dont think I believed him even though I think he may have been wooing me (how seriously though?). Even though I said IDK if I could see us being anything more than occasional lovers, he still continued to see me afterward. And now I'm crazed for him my body ails for him my stomach is in knots and my brain is abuzz. I canceled a date two weeks ago with him because I was sick. He said he'd wait for me. When I texted him five days later that I was better (four days of silence), turns out he had left on a postponed roadtrip. (he didnt tell me. was he still waiting for me? why didnt he tell me? was I entitled to know? Of course not.) He leaves back for town today: He said he'd keep me posted (more specifically on some property he was contemplating buying at the trip-destination). I told him Id like to see him again soon. he heart-reacted. There's no reason to expect I wont see him again unless it's due to the inherent unstable bond between uncommitted chemical bodies. I dont know how long to wait till I ask him to see me again. I dont want to be a creep. I dont want to seem creepily desperate but I need him to know I want him so badly (or even at all! even if just for an evening!) and that yes I do want to work out something even one degree of magnitude "more" than what we are.I want to give of myself more generously. I want to be his possession.He doesnt reject me in that he's told me Im perfect even if my rship with my mom keeps me from giving myself more to him. I dont know if his kissyface emotes mean anything. I keep analyzing seven months' of texts like a statistician or a conspiracy theorist.
I want a new job but Ive only been here a year and can barely handle the work for which Ive been employed and which even is the only kind of work that accords with my resume. Clients depress me and get me down (senior citizens; fixed incomes; living in slums. I always fear that Im looking into a mirror of my own future). my colleagues are the sweetest persons in the world and my hours are so forgiving, so I know I should be grateful, but it's so hard so so hard.
I've been telling myself lately that God has meted out a long and unhappy life for me and that I know this in my heart, but who knows how much this is truth and how much this is slanderous against God
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Urgent Urgent Appeal Please send a very urgent donation quickly to save the family and the young childrenđđHello! Thank you for bearing with me,đđ”đž đI am Mohammed, a Palestinian from North Gaza, my life is miserable and horrific, my left hand was injured and I need a bone transplant, my house was completely destroyed, and the family consists of 13 people, most of them are young children, Amir and Malak, infants. My family has nothing left but hope that you can support and help us with. After ten months of war, we are exhausted, desperate and displaced. We have lost our homes and livelihoods and gone with the wind. Things are driving us crazy. The minimum standard of living is unattainable. Clean water and food have become a dream that we must achieve. What makes our lives worse is the continuous bombing and killing. That is why I am asking in this post for your help to survive these unbearable conditions, and to move from hell to safety and peace. Your support can help us be safe and alive, so my friends, you can support us either by donating directly what you can or by sharing my campaign links so that generous people can know about our tragedy and pain. Remember that your small contribution can make a big difference in the lives of many children whose health deteriorates day by day. Let their lives change and let them feel happy through your generous contribution.My campaign was documented by @90-ghost đđ
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IHello! Thank you for bearing with me,đđ”đž đI am Mohammed, a Palestinian from North Gaza, my life is miserable and horrific, my left hand was injured and I need a bone transplant, my house was completely destroyed, and the family consists of 13 people, most of them are young children, Amir and Malak, infants. My family has nothing left but hope that you can support and help us with. After ten months of war, we are exhausted, desperate and displaced. We have lost our homes and livelihoods and gone with the wind. Things are driving us crazy. The minimum standard of living is unattainable. Clean water and food have become a dream that we must achieve. What makes our lives worse is the continuous bombing and killing. That is why I am asking in this post for your help to survive these unbearable conditions, and to move from hell to safety and peace. Your support can help us be safe and alive, so my friends, you can support us either by donating directly what you can or by sharing my campaign links so that generous people can know about our tragedy and pain. Remember that your small contribution can make a big difference in the lives of many children whose health deteriorates day by day. Let their lives change and let them feel happy through your generous contribution.My campaign was documented by @90-ghost đđ
Hi! I will help in any way I can! As im not able to donate at the moment I will try to share your campaign as much as I can in the following days!
For anyone who is able to donate this is the direct link to the gofundme
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Hey everyone, Im gonna assume mama duckling has been getting some very depressive asks lately. Where is Percy, why is Percy not posting, we need to see Percy?!
I understand all of you so much. He has remained silent and as we have discussed many times why, that was the right choice. But I know probably everyone would like a bigger sign of life and would like for him to go out there and pretend like nothing happened. I too think its time for him to "rip off the bandaid" as we speak and face the music. But the truth is that no matter what we believe, what matters is what he feels.
Let me put it into a list for everyone to see. This boy has : been the victim of an online smear campaign, got called a rapist a pedo and a groomer when we all not know he is not one, got made fun of for his appearance. Nude pictures from when he was a legit child, 13 years old, leaked and were shared online and people made fun of his body... he became a victim of sexual abuse himself, do you all realize how messed up that is? people (in the hundreds probably) send him message to kill myself, how his mother should have aborted him and how he is a waste of space and should die. His entire social media likes and history got microanalyzed, so many things he has said or done got twisted into horrible things. His friends and family got harassed. There were petitions to get him fired. Did I miss something? I missed a lot I'm sure.
It has been 3 months, thats it!!!! Some people need a lifetime of therapy to get over what I just listed. Think about it, how would you feel if it happened to you? Would you be ready to face the world so soon? From experience, he has had it rough mental heath wise, no way around it! But slowly, it gets better. What he needs now is support from his fans, friends and patience. GIVE HIM TIME! wtv time he needs. Please dont loose hope and dont be negative. The wait will be worth it, I am sure of it.
And as for duck mom, please don't flood her asks anymore with negativity. Send in positive messages. Im sure she has her own life, work, family, problems to deal with. She's human like all of us! But she's still here supporting Percy whenever and however she can, probably more than any of us do. So be kind to her please, she has done so much! Stop with the gloomy depressive asks and also the asks about Percy's personal stuff. I think its pretty obvious none of his defenders are in the business of spilling his personal info that they most probably don't even know.
be kind and positive everyone please! This will be over at one point and there are many great days ahead! trust that please!
And thanks Ana for all you do xox
Percy is who is important in this story. How he is feeling and how we can better support him. Not us.
We all miss him like crazy because he CHOSE to share his life with us before.
Letâs celebrate him. Show him the love. Itâs what I have been trying to do.
And yeah, Iâm not in the business of spilling his info. I have shown this day after day here, that if somehow I have information, it wonât leave my hands. Itâs a promise I make to everyone who comes to my inbox messages, to every anon that asks me not to share. And it wouldnât be different with Percy.
So yeah. Thank you duckling. Truly, thank you for your words.
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