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Julie held on tightly as David raced over the beach, sand flying everywhere. The sun was slowly beginning to rise, and they didn't have much time. As much as Julie still struggled to believe that she would actually burn in sunlight - despite experiencing it before - she didn't want to find out. So, even though David's driving scared the living hell out of her, she kept quiet, hoping they'd have enough time to get to their place.

Soon, the beach made place for the woods. David took sharp twists and turns, never hitting a stone or a branch. Wind blew in Julie's face, and she kept her eyes tightly closed. She wasn't quite sure if it was because of the wind or his driving. When the bike stopped and the engine turned off, David easily stepped off and made his way down the stairs into the cave. Julie sat at the back of his bike still, trying to recollect herself and her thoughts.

Julie realised she was exhausted. That night had been taxing. Learning what she was, learning what she had to do, shopping for clothes, and then hunting - and realising that something about her was off - and then the race home... It was a lot. Not only that - what happened during the hunt made her wonder. Why did the boys still attack those people if they smelt so horribly? And why if the scent alone was enough to make her want to hurl, did the boys seem totally fine? It was weird, and it confused her more than she'd like to admit. Was it because they were older? Had they had more experience with hunting, and did they know that odd smelling blood was just a thing that could happen? Julie didn't know. It comfused her, and somehow, deep inside, there was a voice, telling her something was wrong with her. That she was just not fit to be a vampire. What if it wasn't something to do with age or experience, and there was something wrong with her? What if she was broken because of what happened to her? What if this would make her vampire life only so much harder?

She sighed softly as she contemplated about these things. If only she could remember her past. If she could remember what had happened to her, she could work on getting better. If she understood what happened to her, then she could explain. She could ask for help - and know what exactly she needed help with. In turn, others would be able to help more accurately, instead of doing what they thought would help her most. It would benefit everyone if she did remember, so why didn't she?

"Jules?"

Marko looked at the young vampire, a curious frown on his face when she didn't respond. David had sent him to get her, but she seemed completely lost in her own world. He was never able to sneak up on any of them. Their senses always told them someone was approaching - so why did Julie not notice? Was she truly lost in her own world, or did something happen? He moved to stand in front of her, gently touching her hand.

"Julie."

Startled, the girl looked up, looking quite a bit like a deer caught in headlights. Marko gave her a gentle smile, not wanting to frighten her.

"Let's go inside."

Marko took her hand as she stepped off the back of David's bike, leading her down a pair of wooden, wonky stairs, into a cave. Once there, Julie stopped to look around, amazed at the place these boys lived in.

The walls were lined with bookcases and cabinets, posters, surfboards, a giant mural of a singer she recognised from somewhere but couldn't quite place. In the middle of the room was a giant broken fountain, with shards of glass and empty take-out boxes laying in it. An old stuffy couch stood under the mural, and straight across from it was a bed with thick, sun-blocking curtains.

"We thought you'd prefer sleeping in a bed." David told her, not saying anything else as he went to sit in an old fashioned wooden wheelchair stuck in one of the many nooks in the cave.

Julie nodded, a curious yet appreciative look on her face. Did this mean they didn't sleep in a bed? Where and how would they sleep if they didn't sleep in a bed? And - she realised as she looked at it - it meant they had to have placed the bed here especially for her. They hardly knew her, and already, they had done so much for her. Whether it was on Max' command or not didn't matter for Julie. It was incredibly sweet.

"We sleep further back in the cave." Marko told her upon seeing her confused look. She nodded, just to let him know she heard him, as she took her shoes off. Dwayne had taken the bags with clothing inside, and she was glad to see them standing next to the bed. She searched through them for the loose shirt she'd gotten and went to sit on the bed. She closed the thick curtains, knowing the boys wouldn't see her, and changed into her new shirt.

She laid down, sighing comfortably as she realised how fluffy her pillow was and how soft the blankets were. She contemplated signalling to the boys that she'd go to sleep, but she figured it was obvious. Besides, the bed was really comfortable. With a content sigh, she closed her eyes. It didn't take long before she fell asleep.

"I think you're right," Marko said as he walked into the backroom of the cave, joining the others. "Her senses are all over the place. She didn't even know I was standing in front of her until I said her name."

"It's probably a trauma response, but it's worrysome. She didn't notice we entered the house while she was alone." David sighed, lighting a cigarette as he leaned backwards in his chair. Dwayne nodded before speaking up.

"What if her sire didn't just command her to be silent?"

"Why would anyone want to fuck with that? Blinding their senses?" Marko sat down, shuffling a pack of cards.

"If where she came from was as bad as I think it is, it might have been an act of mercy."

It was quiet for a moment as Marko dealt the cards, placing the leftovers in the middle of the floor. He laid one card - a king of hearts - open on the table. No one said anything. What if Dwayne was right? And if so, who would do that?

David looked at the cards he was dealt, wondering if what Dwayne said was right. He believed that the command placed upon Julie was about more than just the usage of her voice - but he doubted the idea of it being a mercy. No, if he saw her responses and heard what Max had told him, he was quite certain that it was meant as torture.

"Also, what was the deal with her feeding problem?" Paul asked eventually, looking at the others. He was known to be quite picky, having a certain taste and style he liked to go for - but he wasn't picky like Julie seemed to be. He looked through his cards, placing a seven of hearts upon the king.

"No idea." Marko shrugged. "I think it's more important that she gets to deal with whatever happened to her."

The boys nodded. This wasn't the first time that Max had taken in a stray, a young vampire with a rough change. This was the first time, however, that they actually hung out with said vampire. Normally, they kept their distance, not bothering Max with their pressence. But since Max mentioned that she'd be coming, they had been curious. Maybe that's why they got involved now. That they offered their assistance. Maybe that's why they felt for the fledgling. Mere curiosity. And yet - something was different. Not about her per se, but the situation.

They all knew it, whether they liked to admit it or not. Somewhere, deep inside, they knew that this fledgling would not go back to her original coven. No, something about Julie made them say she would stay either with Max or with them. Whether it was the fact that where she came from had hurt her that much, or the fact that somehow they all cared for her - reality was that she would not go back there. Not if they had a say in it.

"I had a sister once," Paul said after a long silence. "Might be nice to have one again."

No one said much after that, just them placing their cards on the pile - picking new ones if necessary. In the end, it was David who won - placing an ace of spades upon the Queen- causing the others to groan.

"How is it you always win?" Paul asked, as he put the cards back in their box. "Statistically it's not possible."

"You're just sore because you haven't won since the sixties."

"You are cheating."

"Maybe you should cheat better," Dwayne grinned before leaving the room. Bit by bit, the boys left, each going off to sleep. Except for David. He stayed up, having a gut feeling that it was necessary.

The widow Johnson, as the town not so affectionately called her, was sat in her small cottage, waiting for her guest to arrive. Ever since the phomecall she'd gotten the day before, she felt stressed. Something was going on. She knew that, and so did her tarot cards. All day, shed been laying them out - getting different visions every time, but none of them particularly good, The tarot cards were still laying on the table. Where at first she'd seen despair and the loss of hope in this town - now she saw that same despair, but a chance of a resolution. A happy end for the town. No big losses to be mourned, people reunited with each other. As much as she dreaded the despair to come, she liked this ending much better. She just hoped that she could make it happen. But, if she compared it to the dozens of negative visions she'd had in the past twenty-four hours, she doubted it.

She looked up as she heard a loud, firm, single knock on the door. As she stood up to open it, she saw through the window that her guest hadn't come empty-handed. As much as she disliked the man, he had manners. Jo opened the door, looking at the man in front of her. The thick plastic rimmed glasses, the suit with shoulder patches. The man tried so much to fit in with the eighties that he almost seemed to parody it. The widow sighed.

"Hello, Max."

"Josephine."

For a moment there was a tense silence between them, before Jo relented. "Come in, please."

Max smiled at her, handing her the bouquet with wild flowers and sitting down at the kitchen table. Josephine closed the door. She walked past Max into the kitchen. From underneath the green sink, she grabbed an empty vase, placing the flowers inside. She filled the vase with water, leaving it in the sink as she turned to look at the guest sitting at her kitchen table. She gave him a stern look.

"The thing you want isn't easy to come by."

"I know."

"It's going to be painful for her."

"I know, and she understands."

"Does she?" Josephine sounded sceptical. She knew Max. If it benefitted him, he was not always known for telling the truth. "Does she also realise that by removing the commands from her previous sire, any mind control pertaining to the memories of that place will be gone?"

Max was quiet. He hadn't told Julie that. He was certain that he could help her get through it, though. He had helped a dozen vampires before. She was no different. She could also be helped.

"I've done some digging and found something that might work," the widow continued. "But it is not going to be easy."

Josephine sighed, shaking her head as she handed him the recipe needed to start the process of resiring the young vampire. She doubted it would be successful, but one would never know until they tried. Max looked through the list, frowning. There were some rare ingredients on there.

"How would I know what bloodtype was used for her original change?"

"Ask the one that brought her to you. He might know."

Max sighed, frustrated by this turn of events. Ever since Lucien had left that early morning, he hadn't been in touch. Not that it was that weird. It had only been five days, but still - that evening he had seemed to really care about Julie, and then to not check in? As Max left the widow's place - thanking her for the recipe - he stopped at a payphone, calling Luciens number. The phone rang multiple times, but no one answered. Max tried again, and when he still got no answer, he decided that the best thing to do was to go and visit Lucien himself. Of course, that meant that Julie would be alone with the boys, but he suspected that it would be fine. Besides, this was a necessary thing to do if he wanted to help her. He needed to find Lucien, and find out how Julie was changed and what was used to change her.

The cave was silent. The sun was slowly beginning to rise, and most of the boys had already made their way to their nest. All, except for David. He sat in his wheelchair, hidden in the shadows. His gut feeling had proven right. Shortly after the boys had gone to sleep, Max had called out to him through his mindlink.

I'll be gone for a couple of days, looking for a way to break Julie's original sire bond. Keep an eye on her. If I'm not back within three days, expect a phone call in the videostore. I'll call around 8.

After that message, he'd tried to fall asleep. He quickly found he couldn't. He had been plagued by horrifying images, not his own. He saw flashes of torture, doctors grinning, medical experiments, and fighting - lots and lots of brutal fighting. It didn't take long for him to understand what he was seeing. Julie had been troubled by nightmares the second she had fallen asleep, and he didn't like the idea of her waking up alone. So, he decided to stay awake for a bit. If she'd wake from a nightmare, he'd be there - and he could take her to the back of the cave if she felt more comfortable around him and his brothers.

David had been right. As the flashes of pain and torture in his mind worsened, he could hear her breathing spike - and then the shifting of the sheets, someone rapidly sitting up.

"It was that bad, hm?"

It took a moment, but then Julie opened the blackout curtains around her bed, looking at David. She shrugged slightly. She had remembered more of her dream now than she had done before, but still - she didn't want to believe it had happened to anyone, let alone her.

"Forgetting might seem like the best idea, but it will only make it harder to deal with the change."

The girl sighed, glaring at him, as if to ask him what he would know about it.

"I know more than you think. You're not the first Max helped."

Her gaze softened. She hadn't known.

"If you want, I can stay here, or you can come to the back with me."

She shook her head. It was a nice offer to not sleep alone - but she already knew she wouldn't be able to sleep anymore. Or, not much anyway. She preferred to be alone and not worry about him worrying about her not sleeping. David nodded, throwing a small brown package in her direction. It was the same one he'd put under his bike sear that evening. Julie looked surprised as he motioned for her to open it. Inside was a stuffed animal of a bat. She smiled softly as she looked at it. It was really sweet. It was also - decided Julie after looking at it - rather funny. The tiny bat was dressed with a vampire cape.

Without saying anything else, David left. Julie laid back down, bat in her arms, thinking about what she remembered of her dream. The pain, the constant force used - whether it was to change, to feed, to kill - she never had any choice. She was hypnotised over and over again, forced to do their bidding, forced to not fight - forced to become a mindless puppet in their sick and twisted game. And for what? She sighed. She didn't know, and she would be very glad to not ever know why she went through all of that. She wanted to move on to live her life and get rid of these memories. She was done with her past.

Little did she know, as she stared up at the ceiling, looking at the small rays of sunlight entering the cave, that her past wasn't done with her.

On the other side of town, near the boardwalk, a young woman was out for a walk. She greeted her neighbours, fed the local neighbourhood dog some of her bread - and then disappeared. No one had seen where she went. No one knew where she could have gone. By noon, when she was supposed to start her shift in the local clothing store, she didn't show up. By late afternoon, the police was involved. The young woman was officially missing.

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#the lost boys #marko #david #paul #dwayne #tlb #the lost boys 1987 #tlb 1987 #star #the lost boys x reader #changes #max tlb #david tlb #paul tlb #marko tlb #dwayne tlb

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spooky-loopy · 1 year ago

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~Hard dayz~

(No Warnings! Pure fluff <3)

I <3 drabble

[You have had a hard week and it all came to a peak today, Simon had heard your soft sobs from behind your door and wanted to check up on you,]

You had a hard day, like a really hard day. When you got to your room and finally had a chance to relax; you just let lose.

Apon entering your room you don't even bother to turn on the light or remove your shoes. You just drag yourself to your bed and plop down. the days weight sinking more into the bed then your own as you lie face-down.

You think of all the events of today and you feel like a weight has crushed your chest. You sit up and like your back against the head board, you rest your arms on your knees and your face in your arms.

Tears roll down your cheeks, as you slightly tremble trying to not be to loud for the sake of everyone else. Small choked sobs escape your mouth as you cry,

Suddenly theres a light nocking on the door and you let out a small gasp and wipe your tears "are you okay in there?" You hear a deep british voice ask gently from the other side of the door.

You feel your cheeks heaten up with embarrassmant knowing that Simon heard you cring. you clear your throat "Yeah," you say trying to sound as awake and comfident as possible. Thank god for that door, with out it this would obviously be a facde.

He doesn't say anything for a second but sighs quietly "...Can I come in?"

Your stomach drops hearing that question but you can't say no. So you slide off your bed and slowly open the door. Light pours into the room from the hallway and now you feel hyper-aware of how messy it is in the presence of someone else.

He looks a bit comfused to see the light off and swints at you for a second seeingly trying to make out your fetures. You notice this and quickly turn on the lamp next to the door as you turn your head down slightly hoping he can't study your face too carefully.

He steps in his heavy boots thuding on the floor and closes the door softly behind him. He slowly reaches his hand up to you face and turns it up to him, he reaches up with his other hand and brushes your stray hairs out of your face

"Are you okay..?" He asks again his brows drawing together slightly with a look of consern,

You nod and wave him off with a small gesture of your hand "Yeah, just been a though day," you respond finding peices of a smile and lining them up into a slight smile slight grimise,

Your lying your not okay, and you can tell by the look on his face he knows it too. But he just nods and takes note of your smile-grimise keeping his hand on your chin. He looks at the couch "are you comftable with me staying tonight?" He says turning his attention back to where he holds you.

You nod "yeah, if I may ask why?" You ask carefully.

"I like you," he says simply "and you need someone," he says looking into your eyes your heart flutters and you break eye contact. He didn't seem to notice your reaction, if he did he didn't say anything about it.

This is truefully the first time someones touched you like this in months and it felt nice. It felt nice to see someone cared enough to stay in your room with you when his room was just down the hall. With that you feel some of that weight lift off your chest,

You look around at your room, it's a mess. Dishes are pileing up in the sink, the trash is overflowing and there is a full bag siting on the floor waiting to be taken out. The couch has a couple shirts and pants on hangers laying on it with a full landry basket next to it. There was wrapers and a few plates left on your nightstand with a glass of water and a few pill bottles.

He follows your eyes around the room. But dosnt mention or say anything about the mess, you look at him embarrassed "I'm sorry my rooms so dirty, I wasn't expecting company," you say with a nervous laugh as you begin you clean up some of the things strewn about and he just watches you silently.

You finish cleaning off the couch and turn towards him "you don't have to stay here," you say with another nervous laugh

He shakes his head "no, but I want to," he says calmly, you look a bit suprised, his room could not be worse then this.

"But why?"

"I've already told you," he says with a smirk "do you want help cleaning up?"

"Cleaning up?" You repeat quietly "no I'm okay" you say louder

He looks around and looks back at you with a raised eyebrow " 'your okay'?" He says "let me help you, it'll go by faster and you can go to bed earlier,"

Shit, you forgot about the time you quickly glance at the clock to see it's around 10:30. You nod aggreing with what he said "Okay," you say feeling defeated in some way; but he just nods and cracks a small smile like he would rather be here then anywere else.

Simon takes the lead and helps you figure out what to do, normally while cleaning you'd always feel so frazaled. With him there it felt clearer and easier. You guys finished cleaning the room at 11:15 sat on the couch and turned on some cable tv.

You lean into him and he wraps his arm over your shoulders, you can feel his body heat radiating off of him and it feels so nice to have one of his arms wrapped around you. You slowly scoot closer to him and he takes notice and turns his attention away from the tv to you.

You stop moving but don't say anything and he lets out a soft chuckle under his breath "if you want to cuddle, just say so," he says with a smirk

He moves his hand from your shoulder to you waist pulling you into his lap. He losely wraps his arms around you his hand resting on you thigh, and his other hand still on you waist. Now you rest completely against his chest absorbing his warmth, watching and feeling the slow rise and fall, listening to his hartbeat.

"Do you want to talk about your day?" He asks slowly and softly; he obviously didn't want make you talk about anything.

You shake your head "No, I don't think I'd even know where to start. This whole week has been building up to today, all of the little things pileing up to make one big thing,"

He nods and silently listens to you talk while running his fingers gently through your hair, "if you ever need help, I'm here," he says genuinely looking slightly conserned "whatever you need help with, whenever. I want to help those things not bild up,"

You nod and can't help but smile at his words "Yeah, I really appreciate it. I don't think the room would be this clean if it wasn't for you," you say as you cuddle into him somemore, his presence is like a warm blanket and you feel sleep cloud the back of your mind.

He lightly laughs "that it wouldn't be," he seems to notice you slowly falling asleep because he rubs your back "how about we get you to bed? You seem tired," he says standing up with you in his arms and walking over to your bed,

You feel his body move away slightly as he moved to put you down on the bed but you held onto him, a soft chuckle escapes his mouth

"Your gonna have to let me go to lay down," he says it like your a child and you look up at him

"Do you really want to sleep on the couch?"

He laughs fully this time and shakes his head "No I guess not," he says with a small smile as he lays down still cradleing you in his arms. He moves one hand up and brushes your hair in your face behind your ear.

"Figured as much," you say with your eyes closed and a slight smile on your face as you feel yourself drift off to sleep in Simons arms

"Sleep well," he whispers while lightly strokeing your face,

#cod fluff #fluff #simon ghost riley #comfort #ghost fluff #simon 'ghost' riley #simon riley x reader #ghost fanfiction #ghost call of duty #ghost cod #ghost

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frogmaru · 8 months ago

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hello ranmaru enjoyer. i think u might like this piece of art tgat i drew yesterday. enjoy

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA YES YES YOUR VERY CIRRECT AHAGH THEMM I LOVE HIM HESSADADJKHL HES SO. MIPYSADJKHLAS.b LOOK AT HIM!! COMFUSION! also i love how soft the art feelss,, good art style!!! ranamru looks so amazin ng in this rhagaha heraik pplease m cotninue making art its so good

#ranmaru yttd #joe yttd #sara yttd #joesaramaru #ransara #joemaru #yttd #ask #ranmaru kageyama #joe tazuna #sara chidouin

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spider-stark-loser · 11 months ago

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OC Lore Time!

Decided to do a lore post talking about Etsu one of my Ninjago oc's.

Note: I would be using somes pics of mine that I already showed for this post

Etsu Demers Smith Jiang is the elemental master of Chaos, the youngest member of the team also making him the youngest elemental master. He is the son of two unknown people that sadly passed away when their house went on fire leaving a small Etsu alone to defend himself.

Etsu was found by the ninjas before the start of season 12 aka the events of Prime Empire, he acted like a feral animal walking in four legs and acting like an animal. They caught him stealing in a village but neither of the villagers wanted him so they took him in until they decided to do with him.

Also Estu was born with all of those markings, also surprisingly the little boy remembered his name.

While in season twelve to season 16 he is a normal ten year old kid who is learning to be a ninja

Etsu couldn't even properly talk at all he growled like a wild animal. It took some time for the ninjas to help Etsu get used to a normal life, they teached him how to walk in two legs and speak properly

Some other facts is that Etsu liked to eat raw fishes, he has sharp and pointy teeth. Also he found a hobby in drawing, he mostly like to draw Kai a lot and he was clingy to him causing comfusion to the red ninja

Now onto some objects

Etsu has scythe during the events of Crystalized, he was gifted a cute dragon plushie by Lloyd that he called "Orange" due to its colors

The ninjas were surprised when Etsu shapeshifted into an Oni because how it was possible the kid they found in the forest turned out to be an Oni, but later Master Wu realized that possibly the parents of Etsu where a human and an Oni.

In his Oni form Etsu has black sclera, his fingers turn into sharp claws, has an oni tail and his horns are quite small and not pointy but in dragons rising his horns are much taller and very pointy.

Now into his powers.

The powers of Etsu are Chaos which are similar to the elemental power of Destruction, the ninjas had a difficult time to wrap their heads that this innocent kid could cause so much chaos. His powers can cause flames that destroy stuff but also brings a lot of chaos altering what is surrounding him.

If he touches an elemental master with his powers well the eyes of the elemental master will shine in purple while the element turns into a purple color becoming more destructive.

You have seen I have drawn Etsu with Kai a lot than with most of the ninjas the reason is because in my Au he is the adoptive son of Kai. So take this shitty family tree i made.

And last for this oc lore sharing once again the look of Etsu in Dragons Rising.

#ninjago #lego ninjago #my art #artist on tumblr #ninjago oc #oc: etsu #oc lore

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rainbow--panic · 1 year ago

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Bravestarr x Detective! Reader

Pairings: Bravestarr x reader

Warning:None

Notes: Please tell me I'm nothing the only one who remembers this awesome show, also let me know if you would like more bravestarr content

This was literally made at 3:30 am so I'm sorry for any errors

New texas was quite a site. You had never seen a desolate planet so filled with life. You were (Y/N) (L/N), a new detective rolling into town. On your home planet you were a great detective, great enough to the point that your agency wanted to send you off planet when they expanded and got an office in new texas. Overall it was fine, if you liked tumble weed and dust getting everywhere like sand on the beach.

You stepped out of the ship that had delivered you to the planet and made your way to the nearest station. From there you got to ride on......a bull? You were comfused, yet intrigued to see that there hoverbikes, as they were known on your planet, were made to look like bulls. You giggled to yourself at how odd it was. From there you had an escort who brought you to Fort Kerium. You were supposed to meet up with some people when you got there, a sort of "welcoming committee" a judge named Mcbride, who was an old friend from the earlier days, a sherrif named Marshal Bravestarr, and his deputy named thirty-thirty.

The escort showed you the hourse you would be staying in, it was a nice little home near the sheriff's office, a bit broken with some cracked boards, but you had hopes that you wouldnt have to be here too long. You dropped off your things, inspecting the inside as you walked. The inside reminded you of the story books you were read as a kid, about the old west and the settlments. This whole planet gave off that vibe of being oldtime-y, except for all the machinery of course. You found your bedroom and set down your things, heading back outside. as you passed by one of the windows that are by the entrance door you noticed somewhat of crowd had gathered outside. Its majority seemed to be town people who looked exactly as you thought they would. Old time-y like their old west surroundings. Three people stood out tho, your old friend McBride, a man with a cowboy hat and brightly colored clothes, and a horse...standing up? Wasn't expecting that one, were you?

They all shouted and cheered when you came out with a big "welcome to Fort Kerium!" Then the three that stood out came up to you with their introductions, welcoming you to their big-little town. You had got aquainted with some of the people who ran stores and lived nearby. soon everyone departed aside from the three as they spoke about the area. "Always stay alert here, criminals run rampit here" stated McBride. "Though Im more than sure you are capable of handling yourself" she added witha cheery smile.

"Sure, i mean we've been to new detroit before, i doubt this place would be much worse" you stated. Thirty thirty looked confused, "what happened in new detroit?" he questioned. You looked up at him and smirked. "Its a long story, but to summerize it, you can't have shit in detroit." McBride laughed.

Bravestarr, who had for the most part remained quiet, finally spoke up. "Miss (L/N), if you ever need any backup in the feild, olease dont hesitate to call on me" He looked at you with a smile which you returned . "How kind of you bravestarr, I'll definitely take you up on that, if needed."

McBride gave the two of you a look before huffing, with a smile. "Well we will leave you to your unpacking then" she said as she began to turn, pushing thirty thirty and bravestarr diwn the few steps of your porch. "See you tomorrow!"

Wavig them off, you went inside your new home. Perhaps that exchange was a bit awkward but that bravestarr was surely...something. You brushed away the feeling as you began to unpack.

Meanwhile, as the three went back to the station, Mcbride and thirty thirty began to toy with bravestarr. "How come you never offer to give me backup in the feild, huh? cuz i aint no purdy girly?" remarked thirty thirty. "what about me bravestarr? will you hive me backup?" McBride taunted. They both laughed and tormented bravestarr while he remained silent, thinking of your interaction earlier. He smiled as he got back to work while letting their taunts become background noise.

#bravestarr x reader #bravestarr #thirty thirty #new texas #guns #cowboys #cowboy #texas #texas x reader #new texas x reader

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nyashykyunnie · 1 year ago

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Solo Leveling x Return of The Blossoming Blade shitpost

So you saw the latest teaser of Arise right? The game? The sword is called "Demonic Sword Plum Flower" AND DID YOU KNOW THERE'S A MANHWA WHERE THE MAIN CHARACTER HAS THE TITLE OF " Plum Blossom Sword Saint"? THAT MAN IS CHEONG MYEONG SO BUCKLE UP EVERYONE LISTEN TO MY DAILY BULLSHIT WHERE AS LING AS I CAN DO IT, I WILL FIT JINWOO EVERYWHERE

Jinwoo was just 13 years old when suddenly he isekaid to another world and he was about to try and make a way to come back to his world(even tho in his world he has no family to go home to, je also alr regressrd in this and has his own shadow monarch powers idk how it happened just shut up and listen mWaH) and as he was fcking around he caught the eye of one of Sect Members of Mount Hua. The stranger was just watching him before randomly blurting out, "Hey, Kid. Wanna get into mount hua?"

Jinwoo: ????

???: Quit staring, kid, this old man doesn't have that much patience.

Jinwoo: **is even more comfused because that kid doesnt even look past 14**

???: Hey. **skerryyyyy face** mtf I'm tryna adopt u get ur ass to say yes or I'm forcibly gonna fcking kidnap u and force u into mount hua

Jinwoo: a name at least?

???: Cheong Myeong^^

Jinwoo: alright, I'll come with you?

little did he know Cheong Myeong is the greatest mtfing brat who does not hesitate to slam dunk your head onto the pavement and is a BIG ALCOHOLIC. And as Jinwoo was about to dismiss this lil brat. He realized everyone is batshit scared (and so done) with Cheong Myeong so he cant help but be intrigued. And so the part where the training come sup. Yknow Jinwoo is alr a monarch so he cant help but feel bad that everyone else is suffering intense training and here is cheong myeong going "IF ANY OF DUMB LIL SHITS FALL BEHIND OR GO TOO GODDAMN SLOW YOU'RE REPEATING THE WHOLE DAMN SET BUT TEN TIMES MORE."

Though Jinwoo could see how much the kids are suffering, it wasn't unjust tyranny because he could see how determined everyone else was in training.

Jinwoo was just melting in the bg until one night he was goofing around in the forest and he found Cheong Myeong drinking alcohol.

Jinwoo: Aren:t you too young for that?

Cheong Myeong: As long as the sect leaders dont see I'm fine~

Jinwoo: ....

Cheong Myeong: Hey, I know you're not having a hard time on training

Jinwoo: ..... **shit.**

Cheong Myeong: Its obvious you are stronger, but are you really gonna stay like that? Huh? You're part of Mount Hua, and since I made it my.decision to drag you in here— I'll make sure you're gonna be a top swordsman.

Jinwoo wanted to refute, god he did but the fire in Cheong Myeong's eyes. That cold and calculating gaze. Cheong Myeong knew there was more to Jinwoo than what he looks but doesnt press on to milk more info. All that matters in Mount Hua and for mount Hua to prosper.

Cheong Myeong: Starting tomorrow I'll double— No triple? I'll add so much to your training, I wanna see you panting and bleeding from your palms tomorrow^^

Jinwoo: Sure.

Jinwoo was intrigued, intrigued at this so-called "Kid." He knows this brat is also more than what he appears. This kid has an air of wisdom around him, something benevolent and old—

Then he sees Cheong Myeong being the absolute menace one time and all that acknowledgement goes to the bin. Atleast Cheong Myeong was serious in making Jinwoo train extra harder. Jinwoo alr has incredible stamina so he secretly doubles his own workout for the fun of it.

But ofc training aside, Jinwoo is having a hard time to adjust because modern world and old world traditions are so vast. He cant even differentiate "Sajae" and "Sahyung" withour fucking up one way or another. Not to mention the stress Cheong Myeong is causing like man that brat is an absolute menace, when he's pissed. HE IS PISSED.

i would go more into detail but my brain juices out. just know that Jinwoo had to watch sm of Cheong Myeong's bullshit

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bijuui9 · 2 years ago

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Lambert the Hedgehog

Yennefer stormed out of the room with an angry huff, ranting about asshole witchers not shutting their mouths and getting their noses into where they don't belong, leaving a befuddled Lambert behind.

Lambert who was now very close to the ground, a little deze and found himself confused as to why everything was so big.

Lambert who no longer had arms, legs or even a head, at least not a human head. No, Lambert tried moving and found himself falling, though not very far. Weird. The foul mouthed witcher cursed and startled, because all that came out was a chittering noise.

Dread filling him, Lambert tried looking at himself, he saw tiny paws where hands should be and stilled. Oh fuck no, the witch didn't! He stared at his tiny paws for a few minutes, processing the fact he had no hands. Oh fuck, oh fuck no, no he had no hands, he was so tiny. Lambert was panicking, for the witcher was now a hedgehog. Admittedly he was rather big for a hedgehog but then he was a witcher hedgehog now.

Fuck he was so tiny, no oh no what do I do? Lambert's tiny paws gripped his tiny head and began chittering in panick, instinctively curling up into a ball of prickles and rocking back and forward. He was a fucking hedgehog, what the fuck, fucking witch!

That was how Eskel found him, curled up into a ball of prickles. The dragon of Kaer Morhen stared, confused, at the abnormaly large hedgehog in the room. His comfusion as to why there was a hedgehog in the keep, melted away with concern when the critter kept rocking back and forth, rolling around a little. Cautious of the prickly spines, Eskel lifted the ball of prickly hedgehog up and into his arms.

"Best take you outside, little guy." He spoke, earing himself a suddenly uncurling hedgehog. The critter scrambled around to sit up and Eskel froze, faced with a pair of cat slitted yellow witcher eyes. "The fuck?" He brought out, lifting the hedgehog up to get a closer look. It chittered angrily at him, waving it's little paws around.

Eskel frowned as he sniffed the not so tiny hedgehog and found horror filling him up. He held the animal, or not really an animal, away from him. "Lambert?!" He croaked out in horror, the hedgehog nodded at him and he stumbled to a chair and quickly sat down. Oh gods his little brother was a hedgehog! "What happend?" He found himself asking before realising abruptly that Lambert couldn't answer him like this. He shot to his feet and headed to the door, "I'm getting Yennefer."

At her name Lambert made an angry noise, that made Eskel freeze and give him a look. "Did she do this to you?" He asked warily, dread filling him and coming up with all the different ways of why the sorceress would have turned Lambert into a hedgehog. When Lambert nodded, Eskel groaned, clutching him to his chest much to Lambert’s chagrain. "Oh thank melitelle, I thought you were cursed by something else."

Lambert, the hedgehog squeecked at being crushed to his brothers chest. That wasn't very pleasant for him right now. He squeecked again, and Eskel's grip loosened with an apology from the bigger man. Lambert scowled as much as he could, being a hedgehog and all but found himself relaxing as he was carried out of the room, through hallways and into the dining hall. Where everyone could see him, oh fuck. Lambert realised that everyone was going to know it was him. He squeecked and rolled himself into a prickly ball. Eskel quickly adjusted his hold and headed to his usual seat, where he plopped down next to Geralt who gave him a curious look.

Eskel sighed and held up Lambert, who squeecked again but unfurled to glare at Geralt who sat frozen in his seat. "What?" He tried wracking his brain, searching for any mention of anyone mutating hedgehogs into witchers and came up empty.

"Yennefer cursed Lambert, I don't know why." Eskel informed him, plopping Lambert onto the table and reaching out to grab food. Lambert sat still, glaring at the white wolf, daring him to say something. All Geralt could do was humm and try not to laugh at an angry hedgehog. Lambert looked kind of cute like that.

News of Lambert's new status as a hedgehog quickly spread around the keep, and Yennefer found herself begrudgingly turning the prickly witcher back into a witcher, at dinner time. Leaving a naked Lambert to flee the hall in search of clothing.

#witcher #lambert #yennefer #Lambert the hedgehog

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In new interview seb did woth josh its like 10secound part where he say he have two dogs, but he couldnt get out aw name or the dogs name he just go:' thet are...yeah, yeah' and they move on, like he actually couldnt say how the dogs are, like he domt know?. I guess the pr is geting more dramatic, we all know people with dogs are more likable in public eye and after his last harsh statement about trump he need this, plus maybe a pap walk this time with both dogs since we never see him with apollo at all even if aw say its their dog. And i might look at it to close but: 1. Why he said the dogs are his, totally ignore aw again, if you dont know aw exist you would think its his dogs only. Its not that hard to say : we have to dogs insted of I. 2. The body language when he anwser that question was so off, he said it so quick and cut it short and went to another question and right after he said that he rub his nose and look down- this what people do when they lie, its call pinocchio effect when we lying we tent to touch our nose, rub it or whipe it to kinda deal with the lie we just said, there are articles about it plus zero eye contact when people lie they also often avoid eye contact so they will not feel so uncomftable amd risk theor eyes revile the truth. Its so weird. 3. Why the information he give are so different, he shame plastic surgeries, overuse of social media all the things aw does, dont talka about her at all but out of nowhere he have dogs? And if he consider them his why he dont consider place where they are his home? He say i live in nyc and spend time in la, the diffrence is living is full time and spending time can be cut short at any time. 4. I think this all is his agency doing, they knew what the questions will be and suggest to him that he should mention it since this will keep the pr going and bring peoples attention. 5.if he like the dogs so much why he treat aw so bad? I will not write to much because we talk about it here a lot already 6. More photos are up i will not question the timing, because just no, but weird after more and more news trump movie doing bad more pic are up. And im sorry i dont see the loving lool in his eyes towards aw, maybe neutral one or relax, but his eyes lack the spark and interest you have when you look at your partner, he could also look a little towards ali who laugh and grab his attention but that is questionable and i will not say he dont look at aw 100%. The other small thing is he is rubbing his hand with his finger what can be calming gesture, but to be honest this is most normal pic i saw of them the whole time, seb have neutral expresion, he is not happy but at least dont look like he whant to run away.

I swear to god this last week is more and more confusing: seb statement, him towards aw and now the dogs what i think by his body language might be a lie, i dont know what is going on but it look worst everyday. I really at the beggining at least was looking at them as a couple, maybe couple with problems but couple, but now this is full pr toxic show i cant anymore, the signals seb send are so comfusing and i dont think anyone whant to be there anyomre .

#asked

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alexiious · 2 months ago

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●PILOT: Bad first impression

*intro music

[Narator: Hello, oh how rude of me, I haven't introduced myself, my name is James, and this is the story of me and my roomate, you will see the rest...]

*opens the door to he's new apartment*

JAMES: Ah, finally freedom, out of my parents house

[...that's me *points arrow at James with he's name* I'm 26 years old and expect someone]

...he should be here at aaany second now...

*opens the door and closes harshly as he- -says it*

G: Hey...so you live in this.... this... yuck..

*James looked discusted as George says it*

J: Hey... I'm James... I...

G: I...don't do the handshakes with...poor people and peasants...I'm above that...

J: Oh...ok.. *gets annoyed a but suck it up* ...so ur rich kid...hah...

G: Yes...but I don't think you will understand that...

J: Suuure... *he's grinding he's teeth a bit*

G: But I guess you could be of use i guess..

J: Ok...? *comfused*

G: To be my slave...

J: *coughs* what...!!?? Ok before anything... we need to have some ground rules.

G: Ough... *discusted*

J: *breathes in and sighs* Ok...firstly...I'm not a slave.. Secondly...we will do some chores..

G: Umm...excuse me.. what are chorse... is that what peasants do??

J: *he's jaw droped and gets confused* wait...what..

G: That's what I was asking... aren't u- -listening to me??

J: Yes but...like dude...how the f*ck do u not know what...chores are??

G: I never done them before duuuuhh..

J: Omg...you are spoiled...

G: No I'm not... *raised a bit he's voice*

J: yes...you are dude *laughs while saying it*

G: My mom...doesn't think that..

J: *sighs* ok... *breaths in and out* ok...now you will...wash the dishes...

G: who. .me??

J: noo...the other guy I'm talking to... *says- -angerly ish* of course to you!!

G: ok...no need to yell...

J: ok .. *watched and waits for him to start*

Any year now dude...

G: Uuhhh...question what is this?? *points at it*

J: *looks at it disappointingly* dude. .how old are you.

G: uhhh...25, you?

J: mhhm and throut that period, you never seen a sponge before?? Ever?? Becouse im 24 dude, and know these things..Are u kidding me?? *yells a bit*

G: I told u never did chores...

J: I thought you were...joking... *looks disappointed while saying it*

G: uhhh...ok??

J: ok.. *shoves him* there...now u get it??

G: I...guess?

J: you know what...do what ever u want.. *says that while dresses he's coat* I'm going...out...

*slams he's doors*

G: Jeez I wonder what got into him...

*puts a drink, purse whisky*

J: Thanks...Steve..

S: No problem...so I heard you have new roomate... . . *talks while washing a glass*

J: *drinks a drink and almost spiled*

S: Oh...dude did I say something wrong... *comfused*

J: Oh...uhh nothing Steve...its not you...it's well...

*as he tries to finish the sentence, George comes in*

G: Heey...Jaxon...or whatever..

J: Oh...God not him...

G: Hey where were you...omg this place looks filthy...

J: Steve this is George...the one i talked about..George..Steve..

G: Oh hi Steven...or whatever... omg this place looks filthy..

S: Hey...hey...filthy!?? *gets a bit annoyed*

J: Just...ignore him.. *says while drinking*

G: Eww..what a desk...

J: Dude just...stop...

G: What??

J: Stop with this bullshit...please...

G: Ahh..ik what's happening!!

J: Really? What?? *says sarcasticly while drinking*

G: You are jelouse of me...don't you...

J: Uhhh...no im not...

*George sees someone while talking with Jason*

G: Who...is this ..Angel??

S: Uhhh...Steffanny...

G: Ahhh...Steffanny...beautiful name...

J: Dude...are u ok??

G: Shut up bro...

J: Ok? *drinks*

S: Hello my name is Steffanny, im working with Steven, im bartender.

J: My name is Justin

*George inturapted him*

G: My name is George..I'm super rich...and tall...

J and S: *comfused*

J: Dude...are u in love?

G: What?? Why do...u care?? She is mine dude do u hear me!!??

J: Woah...woah...I'm not in love with her!!

G: Good bro...you better be... *paranoid*

J: Ok??

*they came back home from bar, it was dark*

G: Ma...maybe i will stay here longer... I...mean this place doest look that bad...after all...

*Jason closed the door*

J: What?? But u said... *realized*

Ik why...? Your in love... *mocks and laughs a bit*

G: Pfff...don't be reddiciculous... *blushing a bit*

J: Why are u red then??

*George yelled at Justin while Justin laughed and mocked George and also while camera zoomed out from window of they're apartment*

*outro music and ending credits*

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legendtraineremily · 3 months ago

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So…it’s been over a year since I last played this Nuzlocke. A lot has happened since last August but you don’t need to know all that. Let’s just get back into Pokémon! An important note: Days 10-13 were written in late July to August 2nd and do not reference the sudden hiatus and the effects thereof.

Day 10

Today should be pretty good for me to sit down and work out some progress here in Kanto.

I’ve taken out the trainers outside the Rock Tunnel and healed at the Pokémon Center in Lavender Town. Zippy has finally learned Thunderbolt and we’ve gotten a few more levels in preparation for our next steps.

Lavender Town…the music always seems more mysterious and eerie in 8-bit versus the newer versions. If you haven’t heard this haunting tune, please look it up. It’s quite the creepy song.

But we’re not staying here long! We need to get a move on toward Celadon City where we can get the drink for the dumb gate guards into Saffron City and the Silph Scope which will allow us to see through the “disguises” that the Ghastly and Haunter in Pokémon Tower put on. This particular path will put us through Route 8, another Underground Path, and then Route 7. There’s plenty of trainers here on Route 8 as well as another encounter. But apparently Mike had other plans and evolved into Hypno just to make sure we know he will not be eclipsed by any newbie.

Route 8 Encounter—Kadabra/Al

Lv. 20

Hp: 52

Attack: 20

Defense: 21

Speed: 47

Special: 55

Well that’s the Pokémon I was kinda hoping for but only for the reason that Kadabra is kinda cool and is an okay back-up for Mike. However, for the moment, Mike has the higher end BST as I won’t be able to evolve Al up to an Alakazam. Sorry, dude!

So Mike continues his reign as my mighty Psychic-type for the run. And how! Most of the trainers here have Poison-type Pokémon and thus are but playthings for Mike’s mighty Comfusion attack (and Headbutt finisher if necessary)! I should probably give PlowBoy some attention too as he can just as easily wipe these Poison-types out and definitely needs the EXP too. I also think there’s a trainer here with Electric-types so maybe I’ll send my little mole out against them too.

Yeah, that did really well, I’d say. Although PlowBoy is still not quite to evolving yet. Soon, soon. In the meantime, I’ve got this route cleared and I’m ready to head underground and over to Route 7 and Celadon City. I also checked with Zippy and apparently we are the best of friends now. If only that meant something gameplay wise like it does now. A well timed dodge or crit would be pretty handy.

Route 7 Encounter—Pidgey

Result—Whirlwind-ed away.

Well, that’s the way it goes sometimes. Not every encounter will result in a capture, especially when the game makes it tough. Fun fact I learned while reading up more fully on the many quirks of Generation 1 games—Whirlwind and Roar are both moves that send an opponent out of battle, either ending a wild encounter or forcing a random switch out instead, but here they only work in wild battles and thus have no real use for players in-game. This is especially true since there’s this handy option you get in every wild encounter: THE “RUN” OPTION!! So in Gen 1 these moves end up being an annoyance in wild battles and nothing more. This is all just to say I actually didn’t want another Pidgey. So to heck with ya’, ya’ little pathetic bird!

And now I reach the Pokémon Center in Celadon City. My next day of play will be focused on all those errands I mentioned earlier and bringing the fight directly into Team Rocket’s evil lair.

Until then: Love ya’!-Emily

#Pokémon #pokémon yellow #pokémon nuzlocke #Nuzlocke challenge #nuzlocke diary #nerd things

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