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Typing the lyrics of every tally hall/miracle musical song:

-Good Day:

I'd like to say hello and welcome you, good day, that is my name Come here and sit down, I'm so glad you even really truly came We can even go and take a walk or something like that or something like that But first, I need to introduce my what and introduce my when

Let us sing! (Ah, ah-ah)

Its name I like to call, it likes to say it's nothing (it's nothing, it's nothing) It lives and breathes, and it insists that, it insists (whoo!) that it is something (it's something) It never liked to speak or run or walk or sleep or eat (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) It even thought that everybody tried to thought to take its seat

Looking through glass eyes, give it a few tries Nothing goes right in its time Kill all its bad dreams, wonder 'bout no things Circles and spirals in mind

But we know that this song is not about a no or yes or why What's really truly what I say is that about a little sigh (ah-ah) So come along, I think I'm done, I think we're done, yes this is done What's truly that I think about it, and it thinks about a ton

Na, na, na, na-na-na Let us sing! (Ah, ah-ah)

Looking through glass eyes, give it a few tries Nothing goes right in its time Kill all its bad dreams, wonder 'bout no things Circles and spirals in mind

I thought you knew I knew but Why and by and why and by and by I wanted you to know I thought you knew, but why and by and why

Everyone loves a potato monkey (I stepped on gum! I stepped on gum! Ho-ho-ho!)

Let us sing, let us sing Let us sing, let us sing Let us sing, let us sing Let us sing, let us sing Let us sing, let us sing (birds and bees and television) Let us sing, let us sing (cardboard houses, x-ray vision) Let us sing, let us sing (many little silly rhymes) Let us sing, let us sing (things forgotten lost their time) Let us sing, let us sing (telephones and silly games) (Periods and lots of question marks) let us sing -Greener:

Here's that part again where everything's more than it should be And greener seems to fall beneath your feet Seconds tick like boulders whenever you don't call Does it seem like that where you are? Wherever it is you are Does it seem like that where you are? Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Time for time together, and depending on the weather We'll either argue in your house or outside How different I felt, before I got this notch on my belt 'Cause in my plans, you were all for me Yeah, but now it seems that you'd just rather leave

Wherever you go is breaking me slowly Don't leave it alone, don't leave it alone You sound so much further on the phone! You fit just right, right next to me But there's always a reason why it can't be

Telephones make you seem miles away from home All alone, I get a little meaner I leave a message at your tone And miles away from home You get a little cleaner of me And I find a little greener shade of envy

Wherever you are is breaking my heart Don't leave it alone, don't leave it alone! You fit just right, right next to me

-Welcome to Tally Hall:

"Welcome to Marvin's Marvelous Mechanical Museum Known from coast to coast like butter and toast From headlines to bedlines From school rooms to pool rooms No other place in the contiguous United States Or other environments of the world Welcome"

Can I get a T? (T) And if you hit me with the A-L-L-Y Then you'd see why The Hall is here for y'all The mini mall is calling us all in So kids pack up your mom's car Back up the Windstar Kick it in drive and arrive at the mega mart Slide the side hatch with pride 'cause your ties match On booty duty like your name was Eddy Thatch

W-W-T-H-D We like to kick it at the university But all work and no play makes us crazy So, we jump in the bumping SUV Hit the street get the sweet tunes on Do a donut on your mama's front lawn And sooner than you know You've found the rock 'n' roll show At the Tizzy Hizzy we'll be gone

We're in the mini mall Working the carnival We like to play it all Welcome to Tally Hall

The automated players, I proclaim Yellow tie, this suave fellow writes Heterophonic tunes of how love bites Red the proud loud guy we adore (Is my amp too high?) No, turn it up more So Grey in the back sipping 'gnac can hear He's knocking down the shots like Bill Laimbeer Send home the locksmith, Green's got keys To unlock the rock in the act, if you please Now open the gates Give Blue the bass And jiggle your badiggle all over the place

We're in the mini mall Working the carnival We like to play it all Welcome to Tally Hall

Can I get a click Flick off the switch And we'll ignite the night in pitch Sing songs you like to hear And the world will disappear Then we'll be glowing in the dark Lighting up the park Revealing that the Hall is the place that aims to please With unpredictable games and antiquities The collectables so delectable The unreliable style's undetectable

Like I might rap like an English chap Take you by the knickers and I'll bum your slap You didn't think we had the gall Well bloody welcome to Tally Hall

We're stereosonic We're animatronic We're rocking with the robo-electronic Ebonics A quick distraction A mechanic attraction Got a penny in your pocket for the slot Rock

Hey ho, don't you know It's a good old-fashioned puppet show That's right quite the set We're the marionette quintet

We think we're playing in a band But we'd love to give you all a hand (Woo)

We're in the mini mall Working the carnival We like to play it all Welcome to Tally Hall

We think we're playing in a band But we'd love to give you all a hand We think we're playing in a band But we'd love to give you all a hand We think we're playing in a band But we'd love to give you all a hand -Taken for a Ride:

Marvin walked into a helpless land and wondered lightly am I happy, is this happy Following the footsteps left by man he stepped to reprimand the mystic who's sadistic Took a step into the elevator who said guess I'll see you later, don't you worry Fifteen flights that lasted nights and days that spent without a cent for creatures with their beat shirts

Listening to painted whispered light on top forgotten hill

Next the stranded senate of the white brick house with flowers asked some questions for their story All feeling now he took his bow and left the stage of time with no answers to no questions Lonely paperbacks that wanted just a taste of feeling to implode them before living Tiptoed to that wooden sign that said now take your place in line for happy, this is lovely

Listening to painted whispered light on top forgotten hill

One secondary smile To go that extra mile To make me feel today To make it go away The chemistry is gone Taken for a ride Far away from you No longer left inside

The actor with his world renowned was thinking ‘bout his last real day of silence, was it over Or is it just we all think that our answer isn't real it's just a picture of a letter Bumble mumble make the rounds no matter what you'll seem profound it's useless just to worry Something normal happens somewhere far away in clouds so please stop thinking this is happy

Listening to painted whispered light on top forgotten hill

One secondary smile To go that extra mile To make me feel today To make it go away The chemistry is gone Taken for a ride Far away from you No longer left inside

There're no secrets in the door Just a moment doing chores And there's something And there's something And there's something And there's something next to nothing And there's something And there's something But you're gone -The Bidding:

I've been sleeping in a cardboard box Spending every dollar at the liquor shop And even though I know I haven't got a lot I'll try to give you love until the day you drop

I've been training like a Pavlov dog Let my independence out to take a hike All you got to do is activate my bell And I'll fetch you anything you like

Going once, going twice Every man here has a price Over where? Over there, sold To not a single lady in here

I've been in like a thousand times Dated every woman in the atmosphere I've been to every continent Broken all the hearts in every hemisphere And if I'm not the type of guy you like to circumvent Just remember not to love me when I disa-

I graduated at the top I like to take advantage of the bourgeoisie So if you have a fantasy of being a queen Maybe you should blow a couple bucks on me

Going once, going twice Won't these gentlemen suffice Any here? Any there? Any motions anywhere? Going twice going thrice Guess this means we'll go four times a lady

I promise I'll be all you'll need, ever need You'll never have to shop around (don't shop around) And I'll give you all you'll ever need, ever need Don't worry I will never let you down, let you down Don't worry I will never let you down

So many ladies are wanting for mates And the prospects are good but the date's never great Over here over there over where? Anywhere They're too busy with winning the bidding to care And he's sold -Be Born:

I suppose you're quite content in your swimming pool All you pink-skinned babes are the same And you can't stay forever young So get out here and see the sun You're only six inches away from becoming one

I was in your shoes before, or lack thereof And things worked out for me There's a dozen people here, and they're waiting for you It's your party, you can cry if you want to

What if I told you I could show you something? What if I told you I could make you live? Follow my instruction, swim in the direction Of my voice, hear my voice Of my voice, hear my voice

You think that you've seen it all in your little ball But, man, you're wrong and she's been waiting Long and hard to kiss your head and hold your hands And hold you while you fall asleep, and

What if I told you I could show you something? What if I told you I could make you live? Follow my instruction, swim in the direction Of my voice, hear my voice Of my voice, hear my voice

Ba, ba-da-ba Ba, ba-da-ba, ba-ee-ah Ba, ba-da-ba Ba, ba-da-ba, ba-ee-ah

What if I told you I could show you something? What if I told you I could make you live? Follow my instruction, swim in the direction Of my voice, hear my voice Of my voice, hear my voice -Banana Man:

Ladies and gentlemen, Colonel PT Chester Whitmore is proud to present Bung Vulchungo and the Zimbabwe Songbirds

Do you see banana man Hopping over on the white hot sand Here he come with some for me Freshly taken from banana tree (one, two, three, four)

Banana man me want a ton Give me double and a bonus one Give me more for all me friends This banana flow never end

Do you want a banana? Peel it down and go mm mm mm mm Do you want a banana? This banana for you

Tonight we dance around the flame Then we get to play the spirit game Spirit names we shout out loud Shake the thunder from the spirit cloud All the songbirds in the tree Chant a tune to let the spirits free Then we see them in the night Spirits jumpin' by the fire light

Do you want a banana? (Do you want a banana) Peel it down and go mm mm mm mm Do you want a banana? (Do you want a banana) This banana for you

Look you, you're too uptight you know You can laugh and kick it back and go (we) But without a rhythm or a rhyme You do not banana all the time Fly away from city on the run Try to make a little fun

Look you come to the bungalow African't you tell me don't you so Don't you love the bumping of the drum Make you shake until the bum go numb Let the bongo play until you drop This banana never stop (never stop, never stop)

Forget all your troubles and go with the flow Forget about whatever you may never know Like whether whatever you are doing is whatever you should And whether anything you do is every really any good And then forget about banana when it sticks in your throat And when they make you want to bellow but you're stuck in a choke And you forget about the yellow from the beckoning man He'll make you take another and make a mock of your plan

Bungalay bungalo make up your mind and tell me no umm shh

Well it's nine o'clock and it's getting dark And the sun is falling from the sky I've never left so early and you may wonder why

Tomorrow morning on the plane No banana make you go insane Floating back to busy town No banana make you want to frown

Do you want a banana? (Do you want a banana?) Peel it down and go mm mm mm mm Do you want a banana? This banana for you -Just Apathy:

I'm too much or not enough Maybe everyone else is messed up Well, anyway, I can't seem to stay in just one state of mind Waiting round for something better I'm the one that wouldn't let her Now I'm back and forth, I get bored when she's no perfect find

'Cause it's one thing or another I don't even know why I bother One thing just tears her down 'Cause it's one thing or another I don't even know why I bother Something I just can't get around

Consider the possibility that you've been had, but not by me We're just kids, don't worry about this My course is run and I'm so tired, until the next one comes inspired I feel bad and I should I made her sad and I knew it would

'Cause it's one thing or another I don't even know why I bother One thing just tears her down 'Cause it's one thing or another I don't even know why I bother Something I just can't get around

I need to learn to wait in turn 'Cause now I just step blindly And I'm only happy when I can close my eyes and I just dive in And forget about about acting kindly

'Cause it's one thing or another I don't even know why I bother One thing just tears her down 'Cause it's one thing or another I don't even know why I bother Something I just can't get around

But still, I know you won't let me down -Spring and a Storm:

One time, I tried to sing About spring and a storm But you know How it goes

Blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah Blah All along

Won't you please stop complaining I'm playing a song

But all the rain comes down the same Falling to from where it came On the ground then back around Up in the sky

I wish you could have heard the music When the clouds growled overhead I finally felt enthusiastic I finally felt alive

Blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah Blah So you said

Would it please you to listen To thunder instead

Man the rain came down that day And it drained my soul away And I wondered why I even Bothered to try

Mr. Moon (yeah?) Tell us about the sky

The sky is deep and dark and eternally high Many people think that's where you go when you die

Do you?

Well, I think you return to obscure Or wherever you were Before you were But I won't let you lose yourself In the rain

We have so much left to sing There's a storm for every spring All you see and you and me Became from a star

You're a star You're a star You're a star You're a star You're a star Yes, you are

Silent explosive and Silent explosive and Silent explosive and Silent explosive and

Create until nothing is left to create and The universe bursts with an overworked sigh then Pretend to pretend to re-crown the creation and Sing the same thing 'til the clouds start to cry and then Over and over and over again and then Over and over and Never again -Two Wuv:

I have this little thing It's probably just a fling Two girls I like a lot I think they're really hot But I'm not sure if they know How my love began to grow It took a lot of time But right now, it's solely mine

Today! I drew a mural of The things I'd like to love And where my heart resides Is with two girls with great eyes

If they just gave me a chance I'd show them what they want And teach 'em what they got I'd tickle each and every one of their fancies And I'd take the key to my heart And open it, and let the love shine through

Mary-Kate and Ashley, I hope you understand That I love you a lot and I wanna be your man And I think that it'd be totally cool If I hung around your apartments and enrolled in your school Mary-Kate!

I saw you on TV You're dressed up like a bee Reminds me of the time How it's gone, and it's gone, and it's gone It's sadness every day that passes without you And I really wanna, really wanna, really wanna hold you both tight And tell you you're mine, but instead I sing

Mary-Kate and Ashley, I hope you understand That I love you a lot and I wanna be your man And I think that it'd be totally cool If I hung around your apartments and enrolled in your school

Hello? (Hello?) Hello? Hey, I'm calling from Tally Hall (wait, say that again, slowly) What? Hello? (Hello?) Hey, I'm calling from Tally Hall and I just-

Mary-Kate and Ashley, I hope you understand That I love you a lot and I wanna be your man And I think that it'd be totally cool If I hung around your apartments and enrolled in your school

I know that life without you and you would be sad And I know it'd be bad

Mary-Kate and Ashley, I hope you understand That your loveliness blossomed and I wanna hold your hands And I think that it'd be totally cool If I hung around your apartments and enrolled into your school

Mary-Kate and Ashley, I hope you understand That I love you a lot and I wanna be your man And I think that it'd be totally cool If I hung around your apartments and enrolled in your school

Mary-Kate and Ashley, I hope you understand That I love you a lot and I wanna be your man And I think that it'd be totally cool- -Haiku:

I have been trying To write a haiku for you Some things I just can't do

Maybe you're beyond Ancient Asian poetry Or maybe it's just me

I have been trying To get this haiku just right All night for you, alright I'm through!

Maybe this poem Was lost in the sauce we spilled That never got refilled I've never thought much Of formulaic verse anyway And rhymes are not my fort!

I have been trying To get this haiku just right All night for you, alright I'm through!

I'm trying not to try too hard But you're hard to write down right So I pen these trite attempts At haikus for you tonight

La da dee diddum Lada da dum doo diddle Dum doo la dee do

There, that's sufficient! I wrote a haiku for you! Well, I tried at least And that's not so bad I'm working here Can that be said for you?

I'm trying not to try too hard But you're hard to write down right So I pen these trite attempts At haikus for you tonight

Words don't work like Webster says They trip me up all night I'm just trying to write for you But you're hard to write down right! -The Whole World and You:

There's lots of pretty people here Sharing stories and passing letters and There's lots of questions answered and Metaphysical astronomical songs Worth printing all on papers That seemed too mystical It's so magical People that dance and compute that No one's better then you

La la la La la la La la la La la la

There's kings in distant cities Who rule their persons and Make them happy and We won't forget about all the servisory congratulatory Even the animals know that something's brewing And they're all cooing 'Cause in the end I'd like to say No one's better than you

I hope you're happy now I've revealed the truth I've even written this whole song about you And not about me And not about me

Please don't just laugh and clap right now This is serious I'm not delirious I've waited very patiently Just to let you know Who should run the show 'Cause we all know these are the facts Nothing to retract Nothing too abstract

Concluding in the song I'll say that No one's better than you No one's better than you No one's better than You -13: bWAAwaAAwaAAAaaa BWAAaaaWA (Ahhhh) BWAAAAA, bWAaa bwaaa bwa bwaa ba -Ruler of Everything:

Juno was mad, he knew he'd been had So he shot at the sun with a gun Shot at the sun with a gun Shot at his wily one only friend

In the gallows or the ghetto In the town or the meadow In the billows even over the sun Every end of the time is another begun

You understand mechanical hands Are the ruler of everything (ah) Ruler of everything (ah) I'm the ruler of everything in the end

Do you like how I dance? I've got zirconium pants Consequential enough to slip you into a trance Do you like how I walk? Do you like how I talk? Do you like how my face disintegrates into chalk? I have a wonderful wife, I have a powerful job She criticizes me for being egocentric

You practice your mannerisms into the wall If this mirror were clearer, I'd be standing so tall I saw you slobber over clovers on the side of the hill I was observing the birds (circle in for the kill)

I've been you, I know you, your facade is a scam You know you're making me cry, this is the way that I am I've been living a lie, a metamorphical scheme Detective undercover, brotherhood, objective, obscene Oh, no, no, oh yeah

Do you hear the flibbity jibbity jibber jabber With an, "Oh my God, I've got to get out of here or I'll have another Word to sell, another story to tell Another time piece ringing the bell" Do you hear the clock stop when you reach the end? No, you know it must be never ending, comprehend if you can But when you try to pretend to understand You resemble a fool, although you're only a man So give it up and smile

Do you hear the flibbity jibbity jibber jabber With an, "Oh my God, I've got to get out of here or I'll have another Word to sell, another story to tell Another time piece ringing the bell" Do you hear the clock stop when you reach the end? No, you know it must be never ending, comprehend if you can But when you try to pretend to understand You resemble a fool although you're only a man So give it up and smile

You understand mechanical hands Are the ruler of everything (ah) Ruler of everything (ah) I'm the ruler of everything In the end

Without looking down, gliding around Like a bumbling dragon, I fly Scraping my face on the sky Oh, no, no, oh, yeah -Hidden in the Sand:

We were playing in the sand And you found a little band You told me you fell in love with it Hadn't gone as I'd planned

When you had to bid adieu (ooh, ooh, ooh) Said you'd never love anew (ooh, ooh, ooh) I wondered if I could hold it And fall in love with it too

You told me to buy a pony But all I wanted was you

Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm (ooh-ooh-ooh) Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm (ooh-ooh-ooh) Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm (ooh-ooh-ooh) Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm (ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) -Mucka Blucka:

Bluck bluck bluck, ba-bluck bluck blucka A-blucka bluh, blucka bluck bluck blucka Bluck bluck bluck blu-blu-bluck. Blucka! Blucka blucka blucka blucka bluck-bluck

A-bluck bluck bluck blucka blu-ha-ha Blaaah, mucka blucka Mucka-blah, mucka-blah, mucka ba-ba, ba-ba, Mucka blucka blucka blough Blucka!

Mucka, ba, ba, blucka, ba, ba, bow (bluck bluck bluck bluck blucka) Mucka, ba, ba, blucka, ba, ba, bow (bluck, blucka) Mucka, ba, ba, blucka, ba, ba, bow (blucka blah ba ba mu-blucka) Mucka, ba, ba, blucka, ba, ba, bow Bluck! Blucka mucka blough ba-blah, Bluck, blucka, ba-blah, Bluckity bluck-bluck-bluck, ba-ba Blickity bow, bluck blickity bow, bluck bluck bow Bluck bluck bluck bluck bluck bow Muck bluck bluck, bluck bow, muck bluck-ow Muck blick bluck, bluck bow Muck bluck bluck, bluck blough, blough, blough, Bluck bluck blah blah blah blah blah Mucka, ba, ba, blucka, ba, ba, bow (bluck, blucka) Mucka, ba, ba, blucka, ba, ba, bow (oh, oh, blucka bluck bluck) Mucka, ba, ba, blucka, ba, ba, bow (blucka, ba blucka) Mucka, ba, ba, blucka, ba, ba, bow (oh, blucka, blucka) Mucka, ba, ba, blucka, ba, ba, bow (blucka blucka bluck bluck, ba) Mucka, ba, ba, blucka, ba, ba, bow (oh, oh, blucka) Mucka, ba, ba, blucka, ba, ba, bow (blucka blucka blucka blucka blucka blucka) Mucka, ba, ba, blucka, ba, ba, bow (blucka blucka blucka bluck bluck bow) Beeiiish! -Dream:

Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Di Dum Da na DA Na Da Na da-di did dum Da di dum da-di-da da-di-da da-di-da da da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Di Dum (da dum) Da na DA Na Da Na da-di did dum (da dum) Da di dum da di dum di dadidedadididada dum dum dum dum Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Di Dum (oooooooooooooooooh) Da na DA Na Da Na da-di did dum (oooooooooooooooooh) Da di da di dadidadidadi da da da Da di dum da-di-da da-di-da da-di-da da da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Di Dum Da na DA Na Da Na da-di did dum DadaDadaDaDadAdadadadadadad Da di da (da de da) Da di da (da de da) De dada de dada dada dada de dada de dada dada dada De dada de dada dada dadadedeadidum De dada de dada dada dada de dada de dada dada dada De dada de dada dada dada de dada de dada dada dada -Never Meant to Know:

Woke up today with the lay of the land Feather in cap and the sun in the sand It was easy, it was easy to understand Everything suddenly falls out of sight Every attachment is made of the light That you offered, you have offered to give me life

See the sky and all the land together again See the way the earth can stay below Who do we think we are? Everything plays a part There are some things we are never meant to know

Having enjoyed all the meat from the bone Is perfectly equal to being alone It was even, but you breathe and I turn to stone Everything suddenly looks like a sign Easy to see from the outermost clime I believe in what I leave in the way behind

See the sky and all the land together again See the way the earth can stay below Who do we think we are? Everything plays a part There are some things we are never meant to know

And all the parts combine to one And all of us around the sun Everything will fall away To order from the disarray See the sun the shadows cast From all the times I floated past See the ocean spinning out With all the hope and all the doubt

See the sky and all the land together again See the way the earth can stay below Who do we think we are? Everything plays a part There are some things we don't understand Reasons on the other hand There are some things we are never meant to know -&:

Love of the s*n

Came back again to make it clear that He never said it would meet demand

Shame on a martyr, claiming friends from Either perspective of &

Weak & strong & Wet & dry & Right & wrong & Live & die & Sane & gone & Love & not & All the &s that we forgot so

Sing while you hear it, don't deny it Leave if you can't stand the thought of it

Come back again to make things stand with No disrespect to the &

High & low & New & old & Stop & go & Hot & cold & John & Yoko Dark & light It's almost time to say goodnight to it

They took a lesson from their fathers Told them that they were the same command

Wait for the minds to make complete Their lies stuck beside every &

Words & numbers Sound & silence Stop the peace & Keep the violence No & yes & We digress It lives with sad & happiness Oh, God!

Big bad Betty of the 'pocalypse She opens her lips and it goes like this When the golden rule and the jungle meet There'll be nothing to love and there'll be no one to beat

Oh, the things we know, the things we don't Oh, the things we think, we can, will and won't We're loathed together and nothing's left We're all together and we're all bereft

Capitalist, communist You did the hokey pokey and it went like this You hate each other and you love yourselves It might be heaven and it might be hell

Oh, the things we do, the things we say Oh, the things we wish we could wash away -You & Me:

Starting on the road Carefully unload Open-eyed and all the light is falling Back and forth And I concede of course Maybe I am in the way recalling

It's just you

Off again we go Another seed to sow Another part to keep in proper order What have I begun? Get away undone I have seen the signs and I ignored them

Now it's you and me Divine, a circular design Do-do-do-do-doo Time, and place in mind Points along the line Do-do-do-do-doo

Sitting in the park I carefully remark "Everything is better when you're learning" You were in the dark And I was in the dark Everything is made to keep on turning

It's just you and me Divine, a circular design Do-do-do-do-doo Time, and place in mind Points along the line Do-do-do-do-doo You and me Return to be In orbit all the time

You turn away and around I've been coming down I've been coming down You turn away and around I've been coming down I've been coming down You turn away and around I've been coming down I've been coming down You turn away and around I've been coming down I've been coming down -Cannibal:

Looking for a cavern A place where she can stay Waiting for the darkness When she leaves obsessed to make her way to me Because it's getting to the time when she will need to feed

And I am the willing victim of a cannibal She rips out my bones just like I'm an animal And right when I'm feeling like my blood is drained She calls it a game But the wound that she leaves is unmistakable

I'm not the only one that she has come to see Dig up the skeletons of men who thought that they would be the one like me Like they could be the ones to make her believe But for now

I am the willing victim of a cannibal She rips out my bones just like I'm an animal And right when I'm feeling like my blood is drained She calls it a game But the wound that she leaves is unmistakable

Hiding in corners, disguised She's a phantom, a glimmer inside She keeps on feeding while I am conceding So please, won't you tear me open wide?

You were the chosen appointment to be who you are I have been sitting and waiting and hoping apart You are insight in the air, in the night, in the airplane I am a light in the city your flight overcame

How is it all of the people can know who you are? Off in the distance emitting a glow in the dark I see you Not too far

Maybe there's something to being the one who you are Holding the thoughts in as you pull away in your car I get to thinking a little too often and All that I want is a little aloft and Maybe it's all too much thinking and not enough heart

How is it all of the people can know who you are? Off in the distance emitting a glow in the dark All of it subtle and all of it very bizarre How is it all of the people can know who you are? I see you Not too far

Armed to the teeth You will sit at the fireside We are the ones who have chosen the other side It was easy to see You were ready to be And it all falls down

You rose up And rode away underground Alone, us Finding our way to found You rose up And rode away underground Alone, us Finding our way to found Dark, I see you Not too far -Sacred Beast:

We live in the service of the king Almighty in control of everything As the queen decides who lives and dies Tonight we will sing

Love was never more than going Hmm-hmm-hm-hmm-hmm, hmm-hm-hmm Hmm-hmm-hm-hmm-hmm, hmm-hm-hmm Hmm-hmm-hm-hmm-hmm, easiest thing

Our mission is to slay the sacred beast Who has come to claim our innocence at least And though those who went before us won't return For the feast

We'll be riding high and going Hmm-hmm-hm-hmm-hmm, hmm-hm-hmm Hmm-hmm-hm-hmm-hmm, hmm-hm-hmm Hmm-hmm-hm-hmm-hmm, hmm-hm-hmm-hm

Worst of all it knows its only truth is made of lies Wanting for aught and ever-wise So there will need to be a compromise Easier to close our eyes See the other sides of our disguise

We thought we had found a separate peace Thought all our pain had finally been released But as long as it's alive we'll never rest In one piece

Meanwhile, may it join in going Hmm-hmm-hm-hmm-hmm, hmm-hm-hmm Hmm-hmm-hm-hmh-hmm, hmm-hm-hmm Hmm-hmm-hm-hmm-hmm -Hymn for a Scarecrow:

You hang around for a living Somewhere between all the land and the sky Being by never forgiving Nobody knows you and neither do I

Birds may believe at a distance You wear a grin and keep perfectly still Driven away with persistence I wonder if they have wondered or will ever wonder Ever wonder

Farmer Jim hums when he's all alone He may imagine you heard and he knew You wouldn't hear what he might have known I wonder whether he wonders if you ever wonder Ever wonder

Oh, scarecrow Maybe the wind knows Whether you wonder Who's calling your name

Scarecrow Maybe the wind knows Whether you wonder If you are to blame

Mother Earth's love whispered to me (and it wasn't her fault) Real is a feeling and feeling is real All of you are flowing through me But you wouldn't know how to fathom or feel

When the wind blows The wind knows The wind knows

Oh, scarecrow Maybe the wind knows Whether you wonder Who's calling your name

Shame how nobody knows you Only who wonders if you are to blame

Saving the grain of your golden domain Without even reasoning why The crows seem to know where you need them to go Igniting a spark in their minds, so they circle and fly

Fly, fly, fly Fly, fly, fly, fly Fly, fly, fly, fly Fly, fly, fly, fly

You hang around for a living Blown in the wind like a pinned butterfly Monarch of ever forgiving Some of us wonder if you want to die Would you want to die?

How I wonder, ever wonder Ever wonder, ever wonder Ever wonder, ever wonder (the wind knows, the wind knows) Ever wonder, ever wonder (the wind knows, the wind knows) Ever wonder, ever wonder (the wind knows, the wind knows) Ever wonder, ever wonder (the wind knows, the wind knows) Ever wonder, ever wonder (the wind knows, the wind knows) Ever wonder, ever wonder (the wind knows, the wind knows)

The wind knows, the wind knows The wind knows, the wind knows The wind knows, the wind knows The wind knows, the wind knows -A Lady: I know a lady, good and evil Showed me that I was a gentleman Wait for the girl to blossom into Colors that grow where you can -The Trap:

Whispered leaves on swaying trees And mysteries define Summer nights of endless light Remind us of the line that's yours and mine

Thoughts of green and breezes mean I'm growing from a stem Missing dirt on my T-shirt You'll move a little closer, but the moving isn't over if it's

Them and you and me, stringing electricity And the rest of it is waiting under When it overflows, taking us where no one knows We remember when we fell into the trap

Midnight air is unprepared for Thoughts we would condemn Silence of the stars above in any other weather We would try to stay together but it's

Them and you and me stringing electricity And the rest of it is waiting under When it overflows, taking us where no one knows We remember when we fell into the trap

Mothers and fathers without will doubt Brother to brother another hold out Imagine a world if the numbers would take some time out Me without you and you without I want to break out of this abstracting pattern of layers but it's on -Turn the Lights Off:

Don't go in there You'll become one Freaky creatures Monster party Eyes of yellow Scales and feathers Tails in tethers Turn the lights off

Bend the nightmare You control it Artful dodger Easy does it Shut the closet Get under the covers Snakes and lovers Turn the lights off

Everybody likes to get taken for turns To see how bright the fire inside of us burns And everybody wants to get evil tonight But all good devils masquerade under the light

Here's the pinky There's the kinky Everybody complicate it Man and woman Baby child Calm and wild Turn the lights off

Don't remember (day's gone) What we look like (night's on) Younger holding (day's gone) One another (light's passed) Paper colors (day's gone) Dangle streaming (night's on) Tangle screaming (light's gone) Turn the lights off

Everybody likes to get taken for turns To see how bright the fire inside of us burns And everybody wants to get evil tonight But all good devils masquerade under the light

Can't they take it Should be stronger Books abandoned Breathe the water Mind distracted (bad girls) Sons and daughters (good boys) Out for slaughter (bad guys) Turn the lights off

Sparkles and shines on the water Seeps through the cumulus brume Tingles and tears while we're gazing Vanishes soon after bedtime for good

Don't you like it (day's gone) I know I do (night's on) How about you? (day's gone) What do we know (light's passed) Tiny patterns (day's gone) Hypnotizing (night's on) Terrorizing (light's gone) Turn the lights off

Everybody likes to get taken for turns To see how bright the fire inside of us burns And everybody wants to get evil tonight But all good devils masquerade under the light

Chroma diamonds Twinkle brightly Dance in darkness Blow the nights off Sleepy child Spark desire Walk the fire -Misery Fell:

Misery fell on the town when they lost all their looks Spent all those years with their jobs and their scholarly books With no one to share all their thoughts and their worldly-to-bes Oh, no They got down and prayed a little more for a life that was free

Wanting a change they assessed how reform comes around A wise man suggested they work in their smiles not their frowns And all of a sudden, it sounds like the town was to be Oh, yes A happier place where they live out their personal dreams

La-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la

Why, oh why? This town without love, too much faith in above Can you feel the Force that it brings not to worry 'bout things Just the stars in the sky all enjoying their time With a hope for peace

First thing they do is to substitute pleasure for pain Helping themselves figure out there's so much they can gain The bad guys surrender their chemistry books at the fair Oh, well Then frolic and take in the love that persists everywhere

La-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la

Why, oh why? This town without love, too much faith in above Can you feel the Force that it brings not to worry 'bout things Just the stars in the sky all enjoying their time With a hope for-

Why, oh why? This town without love, too much faith in above Can you feel the Force that it brings not to worry 'bout things Just the stars in the sky all enjoying their time All the people that kiss, all the children that wish All the fresh living flowers That spend all their hours outside in the rain Just so happy you came from so far for so long With a welcoming song Just to say, to say -Out in the Twilight:

Stone & glass, everything balancing Every saint has a sin Won't it last? Resident present I don't even want to ask

All the light is low Where the time will go All I know is that I can see anything Out in the twilight

All is past, everything interesting Is it new? Is it me? Stone & glass, give me a reason it Ought to be easy to last

All the light is low Where the time will go All I know is that I can see anything Out in the twilight

And in between, eternally An even fall is all that will appear to be Our story's old and either end untold The in-between goes on

Collect yourself and move into the street Out in the twilight The rest of our entire life is free Out in the twilight Collect yourself and move into the street Out in the twilight The rest of our entire life is free Out in the twilight -You:

It's never fair to say I never care about Anything 'cause I always care about you It doesn't seem like there's anything happening Nothing ever seems happening without you

Mm, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm

It never seems like I'm all alone when now Everywhere that I search about is for you There's always something that's worth believing in Keep uncovering more at the thought, it's for you

Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm

In the warm sun Past the winter Here and ever, hear forever In the motion Frozen quiet Still it's spoken heart unbroken Clouds before us Unknown waters Greater spaces hold no hiding Far and near to Change or constant I'll still wait and do it all for you

Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm -Fate of the Stars:

To leave from this tale, follow closely ahead Prepare to exist by the living & dead Too slow or too kind or too wary of those too at ease Past all the buried impressions of then Sullen drawn eyes and expressions to mend Continued through mirrors left broken to sing and be heard Through when it seems all the senses are lost to absurd

So the part where we are Trapped in active depart In the fate of the stars No, not one who we are No control pumping heart Button pressed mind in art Mind control, mind restart

To leave from the present with no source of sound They laugh because silence is never around Ignored and forgotten, the past may continue to breathe Feared not a rest by this desolate friend Whose patience revealed what intent comes to send With a stare at a hole in the world comes a lust to be high Above all the dark nested clouds that keep guard of the sky

So the part where we are Trapped in active depart In the fate of the stars No, not one who we are No control pumping heart Button pressed mind in art Mind control, mind restart

Step onto the Ferris wheel Round for day & night Lost in what's forever more Complacent in its reasons for Give & take & sleep & wake & Pray for day & night to come Again, we see there's certainty in What we feel and what we've heard Again, we see there's certainty in Expectations all the same -Introduction to the Snow:

Alone at the edge of a universe humming a tune With sparkling crystals souls aglow

A part of thee in the key of what we know to be every part without me Knows only two can make it light

You'll live forever tonight -Isle Unto Thyself:

Blinding shining star You won't see so far Know what can't be shown Feel what can't be known

You were an island unto thyself You had a heart you hadn't felt Why would it hurt me? Or was it real?

It was the night we had to part We were afraid to miss the start What did it matter? Why would it matter? And could we heal?

Blinding shining star You won't see so far Know what can't be shown Feel what can't be known

I was a victim of magic Apollo, catching my breath as I bled on the ground Somebody called me to follow I followed thinking aloud without hearing the sound

Then, all the planets fell to dust Lonely departing after us Gone, not forgotten Long, but forgotten old lore

In every element of life Love camouflaging under strife or other matters Minds over matters, let there be more

Maybe you'll exit tomorrow The sorrow sweeping you off as your island replies Sudden invincible flowing A river clearer than all thou might view with thine eyes

Why did fire-erupted lands arrive? Why did murderous animals survive? Why did we deserve to be revived? Why was any and everything alive? -Black Rainbows:

Do we remember (Oma'oma'o polū poni) Connected rainbows? ('Ele'ele, 'ele'ele) Stella octangula

I see the praised rays You see me smile We know the joy beyond above Has been here awhile

I draw the rainbows You draw them near ('Ele'ele) And lo the hues arrange to show It's perfectly clear ('Ele'ele)

Stella octangula ('Ula'ula 'alani melemele) (Oma'oma'o polū poni)

I draw the rainbows ('Ele'ele) You draw them near ('Ele'ele) And lo the hues arrange to show ('Ele'ele) It's perfectly clear ('Ele'ele)

Do we remember ('Ula'ula 'alani melemele) Connected rainbows? (Oma'oma'o polū poni) ('Ula'ula 'alani melemele) (Oma'oma'o polū poni) (Ah-ha!) -White Ball:

Drift aloft In some effortless place Bound by delicate dread Saving no face

Air dissolves Where one game is designed Something's elegant find So the program goes

Fate decides How these columns align Birth by chess or benign Every moment

Marble gods Tango circles in space 'Round the already dead Hung by staircase up

On and on The awakening light Will bathe slumbers Of ethereal sights Today is renewed, is reborn Each day, I am new, I am yours

So please dismiss What they claim about this Being in vain to explain How expressed with a kiss Taking passionate steps Floor suspending abyss

Such impossible bliss Such impossible bliss Such impossible bliss Such impossible bliss Such impossible bliss Such impossible bliss -Murders:

He was in the forest looking to see the trees But none were there He found a girl She found the Erlking (the lover)

They were in the white wood Gamboling out to picnic In the light leaves broke above Then fell below

I was in the middle ground Looking to find the flowers in the garden Wearying of the hate me, hate me not Wait. they forgot Woe, oh, the rot

Deeper in they crept Oblivious of the bears and darker terrors Or none were there How did they dare?

I was in the middle ground Looking to find the fountain of infinite mirror Tree falling, no one would hear Shadow of nobody there Murders of murderers living in fear of it

Owls on the night watch Solemn and easily wise to what we thought They thought above Sound broke below

They were in the black wood Coveting indiscreetly her for him Or him for her Shown what they were

I was in the middle ground Looking to find the fountain of infinite mirror Tree falling, no one would hear Shadow of nobody there Murders of murderers living in fear of it

I was in the clearing Buzzing around to hearing But the bees and birds who knew the words Soon arrived the twilight Finally the night and day remembered How they came to be

All for nothing at all All for nothing at all With something to do

I was in the forest looking to see the trees But none were there -宇宙ステーションのレベル7:

十五年後、待ち時間は終わったそれは大地を残すことは無理我々は天国から出発それは秘密じゃないすぐに誰もが知っている

HEAVEN 天の御国 HEAVEN 天国は待機

それは大地で宇宙ステーションだも何もこれに比較しませんレベル七にはしごを使用し睡眠、俺の子供明るい目が待っています

HEAVEN 天の御国 HEAVEN 天の御国

UN ENSEMBLE D'ENFANTS LA GALAXIE S'ÉTEND JARDIN DE L'IMAGINATION

JE DOIS DIRE BONSOIR LANCE-TOI ET TU VIVRAS TOUJOURS CE SOIR

HEAVEN 天の御国 HEAVEN 天国は時機 HEAVEN 天の御国 HEAVEN 天国は時機 -The Mind Electric:

Think of these thoughts as limitless light Exposing closing circuitry of fright Think of each moment holding this breath As death minute in decimal

Resident minor, how do you plead? We'll need your testimony on the stand Solemnly swear to tell the whole truth So help you son, now raise your right hand

Father your honor, may I explain? My brain has claimed its glory over me I've a good heart albeit insane Condemn him to the infirmary

All mine towers crumble down the flowers gasping under rubble Shrieking in the hall of lull, thy genius saves a thirst for trouble

Scattering sparks of thought energy Deliver me and carry me away Here in my kingdom I am your Lord I order you to cower and pray

Nuns commence incanting as the lightning strikes mine temples thus Electrifying mine chambers, wholly scorching out thine sovereignty So-so-so-so-so-so-so-so spiraling down thy majesty I beg of thee, have mercy on me I was just a boy you see I plead of thee have sympathy for me

See how the serfs work the ground (see how they fall) And they give it all they've got (fall) And they give it all they've got (fall) And you give it all you've got 'til you're down (fall)

See how the brain plays around And you fall inside a hole you couldn't see And you fall inside a hole inside a- Someone help me Understand what's going on inside my mind Doctor I can't tell if I'm not me

When it grows bright, the particles start to Marvel having made it through the night Never they ponder, weather electric Calming if you look at it right! -Labyrinth:

See how I circle Imaginary mind Imaginary lines Let the maze of my design carry you on

Just bumped my head and my face turns purple Running through hurdles Running in circles Trying to escape from this thing that I fear Everything seems clear like the end is near

In the rear I can see the beast getting close Surrounded by ghosts in a cloud of smoke

The smoke reeks of failure I don't want to fail But all the stairwells lead straight to hell So I'm jumping trap doors in the floor 'fore they floor me Focus on the love and the light right before me

Walls keep spinning and my path keeps turning Patience thinning and my calves keep burning Hotter than a furnace Suddenly I'm learning Maybe I finally reached the point of no return and East is North and West is South I feel like I'm 'a never get out I'm trapped

See how I circle Imaginary mind Imaginary lines Let the maze of my design carry you on See how I fly away (away, away, away, away, away)

Behind me my ex-girl's chasing me In front of me, my next girl's facing me Awaiting me The light's in my sight but I can't cross these enemy lines I'm behind I can feel the fatigue but I'm dying to shine But the road winds I rewind, I rewind

Got to find a new place to hide for the night Will I ever escape Boy, I try and I try Everybody's watching me I'm dying to get out In the glass labyrinth, I am the mouse

See how I circle I'm trapped I'm trapped It's just a game you play Here in this labyrinth (I'm trapped) -Time Machine:

Look Oh look at what you've done now to me Dead tired and ornery I'm leaving today today

Thinking of the way I used to spend the time I can see that I have overpaid Past is passed and rather than regret the old I can live it back the other way

Just look Oh look at what you've done now to me Free floating temporally I'm leaving today today

I avoid the messiness of misery Playing in dimension number four I can get away to any time I like Space-time's any time and many more

Live the dream with a time machine You've been waiting forever But you can make ever wait for you Do what you want to do

Live the dream with a time machine You've been waiting forever You'll have time enough to spend some time alone

Wait I await for all eternity With standing modernity Is where we must stay today

Now I know the nature of no urgency Now I know why now is never gone Fleeting in this mode of making memories Keeping up this pace of keeping on

Live the dream in a time machine You've been waiting forever But you can make ever wait for you Do what you want to do

Live the dream in a time machine You've been waiting forever

You'll have time enough to spend some time alone All alone Time alone

Live the dream with a time machine You've been waiting forever

Live the dream with a time machine

Live the dream with a time machine You've been waiting forever

Live the dream with a time machine -Stranded Lullaby:

There's a still tension in the swell Of dreamt debris afloat amidst the waves and then dispel

Aimless thoughts and papers blown around A million moments meant remembered rest in deep dark sound Game the mess I'd like to know why you are all alone while I'm lost at sea Maybe we'll be there when you want

Anchorless and unmoored set amiss Awake would only prove the fantasy made lucid sense Sail on, sail on I'd like to know why you are all alone while I'm lost at sea Maybe we'll be there when you want

There's a still tension in the swell So given to the vast receiving emptiness of time Beyond, beyond I'd like to know why you are all alone while I You're unsure if I am A loose end or a strand That waits for you to mend or understand -Dream Sweet in Sea Major:

Alone at the edge of a universe humming a tune For merely dreaming we were snow

A siren sounds like the goddess who Promises endless apologies of paradise And only she can make it right So things are different tonight

We'll go together in flight

It's now and never A reverie endeavor Awaits somnambulant directives To take the helm

Believe me, darling The stars were made for falling Like melting obelisks As tall as another realm

Un ensemble d'enfants La galaxie s'étend Jardin de l'imagination Combler la lacune Voler face à la lune Vois comme nous évoluons

It feels like flying But maybe we're dying A cosmic confluence of Pyramids hologrammed

She knows you heard her Staging music murder In line before the show began To be where I am

Children born of one emotion Our devotion's deepest ocean No division reasoned we'll be free

To know We are beyond a bow And lo, the hues arrange to show It's perfectly clear

You look quite divine tonight Here among these vibrant lights Pure delights surround us as we sail Signed, yours truly, the whale

Joy mirage's kingdom come No one left at stake Now that existence is on the wake Let's see what we can make

The part is wholly ending A line in any final song So long, so far

We will be atoning At last eternal through the past Above a blinding star

Bye, hi Sigh, Hawaii We never meant to part Sublime, thy art

One light Higher than the sun Invisible to some Until it's time

#tally hall #miracle musical #I DID EVERY SONG OH MY GOD MY HANDS HURT #if this doesn't prove that im a tally hall fan idk what does

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kawaiithinglover · 2 years ago

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Chapter two

Tw: mention of killing someone, naked body (drawing by Xavier) smut, and horny Xavier

Tw: dirty talk, fingering, blind fold, overstimulation, slapping, degradation?, and mention on slut, whore, and cumdump

Pronouns are she/her

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It was morning time and you weren't looking forward to it. You keep on thinking about Enid said about her 'crush' on Xavier. "I don't like him....I don't like him..." Y/n kept saying in her head not knowing Wednesday was reading her mind. "Now Y/n is going to be like mother and father" Wednesday whispered to herself. They all get up and go to their classes.

It was now lunch time and Y/n, Wednesday, Enid, Ajax, and Xavier were sitting together. "So...Enid....Will you come to the ReveN with me?" Ajax asked as Enid nodded with a big smile. "Finally she was getting in my nerves about you asking her to the dance" Y/n said as Wednesday nodded in agreement. Xavier was too busy looking at Y/n wondering what she would look like in a wedding dress instead.

"So....You and Tyler" Ajax said looking at Wednesday. "Me and Tyler what?" Wednesday asked. "You guys going to the RaveN with each other I heard" Ajax said while Enid gasp. "How did I not know about this!" Enid asked looking at Wednesday. "He asked me during one of my classes he gave me a note, I accepted and that's it" Wednesday said while Y/n gave her a look.

"Y/n did you know?" Enid asked as Y/n shook her head no. "Was you planning on telling me?" Y/n said looking at Wednesday. "I would if I wanted to buy I didn't say anything. So I wasn't planning on telling you." Wednesday said. Y/n just looked at her sister with a glare if Tyler was at the same table as Y/n she could kill him.

"I know what you're thinking Y/n don't try to kill Tyler" Wednesday said as Y/n just rolled her eyes. "Okay it's almost time to go back to our dorms" Enid said looking at the time. "I'm going back now goodbye." Y/n said as she left. "I'm going too bye guys!" Xavier said as he left. "That's suspicious..... That's weird...." Enid said.

Y/n made it to her dorm that was shared with her sister Wednesday and her 'friend' Enid. Xavier made it back to his but more horny. He made a drawing of Y/n naked body and made it come to life. He then took his c*ck out and started pumping it.

But with Y/n she was sadly talking to Enid about Ajax asking her out. "Like he asked me to the RaveN right in front of y'all! I was surprised that you and Wednesday weren't gagging about that." Enid said to you. "We didn't gag because we weren't even listening to you in the first place" Y/n said. "Oh..." Enid said looking down sad but not letting it show.

"Anyways it's now two more days before that RaveN!" Enid said excited. "Yeah it is" Y/n said rolling her eyes. "Why do you hate the RaveN so much?" Enid asked Y/n. "Because it's just a dance and everyone is so excited about it. Second why does it have to be dancing. And third I'd rather leave then dance" Y/n said as Enid just nods.

"Plus it's just some silly dance that's all" Y/n then said again. "Oh come on! Be a little happy that Xavier is taking you!" Enid said with a smile but Y/n turned at her giving her a death stare. "First I don't like happiness, second I will never be happy, and third I don't care about who is taking me because I didn't want to go" Y/n said.

"Oh come on Y/n! You like Xavier and Xavier likes you! It's not hard to notice that. Even Bianca noticed, not just her everybody notice!" Enid said spilling the tea. "Well they are all wrong Enid" Y/n said. "Oh really?" Enid asked smirking. "Yes! I don't like him!" Y/n yelled getting frustrated. "Okay, okay, calm down" Enid said as Y/n calm down.

"Can you leave me alone about Xavier Enid? Because it's getting on my nerves and you're making me wanna kill you" Y/n said giving Enid a death glare. "Oh! Sure I'll stop" Enid said nervously. As soon as Y/n was about to say something else a knock was heard. Like always Y/n go answer the door and again it Xavier.

"I need to talk to you Y/n" Xavier said as Y/n again just nodded. Xavier then took Y/n to his dorm which Ajax isn't there because Xavier asked him to stay somewhere else for the night. "What do you need?" Y/n asked Xavier as they walked in his dorm and he locked the doors and stuff. Xavier then pushes Y/n on the bed and stands over her.

"Xavier what are you doing?" Y/n asked as he blind folded her. "Something that I always wanted to do" Xavier said as he took off her night clothes. He then saw how wet her pussy was and put a finger in. "ahhh~" Y/n moaned out as Xavier smirk. "Look at you so wet my finger went in easily." Xavier said as he started thrusting his finger in Y/n pussy.

He started to go faster and faster in Y/n pussy as she felt something in her stomach. "O-oh...... I--I--can't..... I--I-- feel something" Y/n said. Xavier just smirk and went faster as Y/n head hit the pillow and cum spilled from her pussy. "It felt good...." Y/n said as Xavier stopped moving his finger after she got done cumming.

Xavier then licks his finger that had Y/n cum on his finger. "You're so wet my cock and just go straight into you with no pain" Xavier said as he slid his cock into Y/n pussy. "Ahhh~!" Y/n moan feeling Xavier cock deep inside of her. Xavier started moving fast and taking Y/n blind fold off. "Yeah you like that slut? You like it fast whore?" Xavier asked while Y/n nodded yes not able to form words.

"Awe I'm fucking you so hard you can't form words huh?" Xavier asked as he went even faster. "Y-yes...." Y/n moans out feeling a tight knot in her stomach. "Yeah have to cum....You gotta cum huh slut?" Xavier asked as Y/n nodded. "Well you're not going to cum until I say so" Xavier said going harder in Y/n pussy. "O-oh pl-pl-ease! Let me cum!" Y/n said as she has to cum so badly.

"No you cum when I tell you to cum and that's not going to happen anytime soon. Your my cumdump and I will cum in you whenever I want" Xavier said back as Y/n kept babbling about wanting to cum.

It's been about 3 hours and Xavier still didn't let Y/n cum at all. Y/n is now in tears and looking like she got fucked so dumb. But with Wednesday and Enid in their mind they are wondering about what Y/n is doing with Xavier. "If he hurts my sister I will kill him" Wednesday throught.

After some while Xavier let Y/n cum as her eyes rolled back, back aching, and toe curdling orgasm. Even after that Y/n was able to make it back to the dorm without no one knowing, nobody seeing her, and not even waking up Enid and Wednesday. Y/n for the first time smiled to herself as she got back in her bed.

"That was the best...." Y/n thought as she finally went to sleep. But with Xavier he couldn't sleep because he was thinking about how vulnerable Y/n was when he was fucking her for like 3-4 hours straight.

I wanna give credit to Saraheartsxavier!From telling me how to do stuff on Tumblr like adding tags for people to read your blog and other good, and important stuff. So I wanna give a big thank you to her!

You can repost and use my stuff but ask me first before you do that. (You can only if I get the credit for my work because I will just say yes anyways)

#xavier thorpe imagine #xavier x you #xavier thrope x reader #xavier x reader #xavier thorpe #addams reader #wednesday addams #xavier thrope #wednesdays addams #xavier thorpe smut

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nobodysdaydreams · 1 year ago

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CUTTER'S LITTLE GIRLFRIEND CAN JOIN THE ERRAND BOYS IN THE AIRLOCK, I HOPE THE HEPHESTUS CREW TAKES OVER THE SHIP AND DESTROYS CUTTER, AND I KNEW THE EMPTY MAN WAS COMING BACK!

(or my reaction to Wolf359 episodes 41-43 plus the episode 43 post-credits scene).

Welcome back dear readers. I have had multiple people independently message me to say that this next reaction is a big one, and I'm not sure if that means I should be scared or excited.

Also, is it just me, or are these episodes getting longer? Like...a lot longer? This one is 43 minutes, and the season 1 episodes were about half that. Which is fine, but I might not be able to react to as many in a row, and will likely be doing housework during them. Sorry about that, but hopefully the reactions are still good.

Tagging the mutuals who got me invested in this, and if you want to be tagged or untagged from these posts, lmk, or you can follow my blog or simply follow the tag "#bods wolf359 reactions". Anyone who has followed me for a while knows my updates are inconsistent, so I apologize in advance for that and for any spelling/grammar mistakes in my posts.

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Episode 41: Memoria

Thanksgiving Episode! 🦃 Kind of perfect that I'm listening to this now. But why does this feel like a flashback? Unless Lovelace is in the bathroom and they threw everyone else out the airlock?

Aw Hera...this is beautiful. St. Augustine's Confessions. That did sound familiar. As does "rub a dub dub thank for the grub!"

...what is this? Well that mood changed quickly. Oh this is dark. Oh wow she hears THEM as being distorted. She hears all of them like that all the time. That's scary.

Maxwell this is private. But oh boy am I excited for this one.

So...she's in a robot coma? "Pure Memory Consciousness" okay.

MAXWELL. Those are her memories! DO NOT DELETE HER MEMORIES!

Okay Discount Dr. Garrison.

...and now we have Minkowski's musical theater. That's nice. And yeah, Hera is nice. Minkowksi. Don't say that.

"There's a red flashy light show in the hanger bay" Doug is fantastic.

Yeah constantly dealing with your friends screaming at you to save them and not let them die is a lot of pressure. Leave Hera alone.

Maxwell, you're still here. Oh yeah...Hera's replacement. She doesn't deserve to be replaced.

Okay, I see why so many people were recommending this episode to me. Rewriting and deleting traumatic memories is something that I have written about in my fics. The funny thing is, the people who did that in my fics also started erasing memories in less willing individuals for less than benevolent purposes. But hey, surely the Wolf359 villains would nevvveeerrrr stoop so low.

Oh wow. Now it's Hera hearing DOUG'S voice in her head. 😂😂😂 Yes, Star Wars. 😂😂😂 I need to get Doug's reaction to the Sequels. It's also really cool to hear Hera's voice without the distortion.

"Shortcomings...no one is here to make friends..." she's focusing all her attention on Doug so she can hear him talk about Star Wars? 🥹💕Hilbert shut up that's wonderful.

And yes Doug, good point. She CAN hear you.

Not the count to ten without glitching thing. I don't like this. No bueno.

THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN SAYING. SHE'S A PERSON!

As someone who writes about AI, is she designed after a certain person's personality, or is she more of a "free script AI"? Either way, I wonder who designed her and what they had in mind.

"They could have made me better, they made me me". EXACTLY. "This is my life. I don't want to go. But if this is it, I'd rather go as me." TELL THEM HERA!

Oh ew. I knew it was Cutter before they even said it.

Shut up about Cutter. He doesn't know anything. And the fact that Duck and Whisky boy have a bet going is gross.

YES HERA! You can't change people!

The other half is Hera. And YOU. Because y'all have NOT been supportive crewmates. Doug has been stepping up, but everyone else needs get on board.

Maxwell. "Feeling bad is a dumb reason your code can't run". I certainly hope you don't have any friends with depression or anxiety.

Um. Uhhhh... is that her subconsciousness? Is that another Hera? OH MY GOSH DID THEY PUT THAT INSIDE HER TO STOP HER FROM REBELLING? BECAUSE SHE TRIED TO ESCAPE?

They did, didn't they. OH MY GOSH THE COUNTING! Cutter did this didn't he? He needs to go. He needs to go right now. He is such a coward.

"Access Denied" That's Cutter isn't it? Isn't it? Oh and the environment changing with Hera's emotions is a nice touch.

Oh here we are. Buried deep. Welcome to truth town.

"Just a memory" um...are you sure about that.

I KNEW IT. I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I KNEW IT!!!! I KNEW IT WAS CUTTER THAT SLIMEY FOOL.

The best? See. I knew Hera was the best.

Wait. What.

WHHHHAAATTTTT????

Well, well, well, well, well, well, WELL. So THIS is Cutter's Garrison. The whole time I was thinking it was Maxwell. Modeled the AI after her own brain no doubt. Weird that she feels comfortable enough to call him "Marcus". Let's un-pause the episode and see what her deal is (I get the feeling I won't like her as much as I like Garrison in TMBS).

"It Marcus. Never her. It." Oh I hate her. I hate how comfortable she is with Cutter, I hate that she uses Hera's voice, I hate that she clearly modeled the AI after HERSELF and KNOWS they are human but still choses to call them it like she's on a power trip. What's the matter? Scared one of your robot creations will end up being a better version of you? Don't worry. I get the feeling it's a very low bar. (Also you were right Sophie. The pronoun switch here is EXACTLY like what I wrote in my fic).

"Back door into the subconscious...make these things have my voice..." Disgusting, absolutely disgusting. I swear, if a robot shows up with CUTTER'S VOICE I am gonna vomit. That is HERA's voice. This lady is the friend Cutter was talking about isn't she? I bet she made all his tech too, he probably couldn't build a robot to save his life.

Oh ew is she Pryce? Ugh. That would make too much sense.

"Neural restraints but it can hear you". / "Hahaha...good...hi Unit 214. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm just going to clip your wings. Allow me to share a thought." SHE IS DISGUSTING. REVOLTING. She clearly loves torturing her robots. I see why she and Cutter, oh I'm sorry "Marcus" get along so well. They certainly seem rather chummy.

MIRANDA PRYCE I KNEW IT. I KNEW IT.

YOU KNOW WHAT MIRANDA. YOU CAN'T DO THIS. YOU'RE NOT GOOD ENOUGH.

Um..."keep it boxed?" Was that the box Doug was trying to open earlier?

A yes deleted scenes...watching a completely different movie...I do love to do that in my writing.

Dr. Miranda Pryce. Hera's Voice Model. Robot Designer. Sadist. Waste of Space.

Not sure whether "Cutter's little girlfriend" or "Cutter's Garrison" is a more appropriate title for her right now. She certainly seems to be his Garrison, more so than Maxwell even, but not loving how close they seem. Not even Rachel or Kepler call Cutter "Marcus". Either way, she need to go.

Can't take it out? You can do it Hera. You are stronger than Pryce. She hasn't even been brave enough to show her face. She had to make you insecure and call you "it" just to have power over you, because she KNOWS she could never earn your respect.

YES! USE YOUR FRIENDS VOICE TO DROWN IT OUT! HECK YEAH!

PFFTTT... Doug telling her to use the force 😂 I love it.

Um...so what happened?

37 hours. Yikes. Good work Maxwell, you're earning a potential redemption faster than Duck Boy and Whisky Boy.

Yeah Hera. You will be okay. Right after we throw Cutter's little robot girlfriend out the airlock with the errand boys.

Episode 42: Time to Kill

Hopefully this episode isn't as intense.

"We'll be FINE" don't jinx it Jacobi.

oh good Doug has cards, so they don't have to play Funzo, a game that Pryce and Cutter CLEARLY MADE UP JUST TO TORTURE THE CREW BECAUSE THEY ARE SADISTS. Seriously. They are the worst. I hope they get everything that's coming to them.

And why do I get the feeling that Cutter's "inner circle" is little just him and maybe this Miranda Pryce person? I seriously doubt Kepler or Rachel made the cut.

Is Minkowski still not talking to him because of the jail time thing? She needs to get over that. He's sorry, and there are more important things going on right now.

"Nothing to hear..."

Well well well. I beg to differ. You all tried to gaslight me dear readers, but at last the truth revealed.

THE EMPTY MAN IS HERE! 🥳

"Who said anything about people?" "It's moving"

"This door is completely secure".

THE KNOCKS.

IT DID ANSWER. IT DID COPY YOU.

THE EMPTY MAN RETURNS!

An incoming hail you say????

Uh...is that...um... oh my goodness. This IS bad. One duck boy is bad enough, we can't handle two.

One is clearly an alien or an evil clone. The only sensible solution is to throw them both out of the airlock. It's sad but a sacrifice that needs to be made.

And that's right Doug. You DID tell them. Just like I said the empty man mattered, and everyone said "it doesn't Bods" but I knew better and so did my boy Doug. Welcome to truth town ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to truth town!

But um. If the aliens can um...copy people then...Lovelace...uh oh. Oh no. It doesn't even seem like she knows.

Though it does make sense. They already copied Doug's voice. Why not copy the rest of him too? Only a matter of time before copies of the others show up. At least they can't copy Hera...or can they? Hm. Would she look like Pryce then?

This is straight out of a dark fairytale where you see or hear someone who looks and sounds like your loved ones.

There's only one way to tell who the real Jacobi is.

We need a duck.

"It's trying to turn you against me" Jacobi, honey, we're already against you, you don't need any help with that.

YES DOUG! I KNEW IT! IT IS THE EMPTY MAN!

Oh right they don't know about that. But Doug is dead on the money.

The flares??? Oh I see...so that's how they do it.

And um...how about the possibility that the clones actually BELIEVE they are Duck Boy. And possibly Lovelace. It certainly sounds like they believe it.

Look. Guys. The solution is simple. Kill them both. It's tragic, and I hate to see Duck Boy go, but we have no choice. We must consider the safety of the crew.

The outside guy is hesitating on his answers.

"If there is any chance that it's A real Jacobi, we can't just leave him out there!" In all seriousness, as much as I hate to say it, Doug is right. You can't risk human life like that. But in the world of the fictional narrative, do we really need to keep any Duck Boys around?

Uh...Lovelace? Lovelace?

So this is why the episode was called time to kill. Because it was time to kill someone.

Oh gosh. The aliens might not like them after this.

Perhaps they should have let him in. Maybe that was the real Jacobi. Or a real Jacobi. Or maybe neither of them were. Or maybe none of them are their real selves. But there is one thing I know is true. The empty man is real, and at last I have my proof.

Nah, he's gone Maxwell. But at least you have a backup Duck Boy.

Just the four of us...all on our own...

But Doug. How do you know? How do you know that you are truly alone?

And that's the end of this one. I see what you mean. The show is getting good. It was already good before but… things are getting interesting…

Episode 43: Persuasion (plus an end credits scene 👀)

I'm glad Maxwell is helping Hera out. But if her allegiance comes down to Hera or Kepler, I hope she makes the right choice.

It's okay Doug. We all miss meetings sometimes.

And yeah...it's nice to know the plan for this alien contact.

"And how relaxed are you at the moment?" it's such a funny line when I imagine Hilbert and Doug as the same guy talking to himself (thank you live show).

YES! Hit him Maxwell!

"We're there for each other" Since when? Since when are Cutter's errand boys there for anyone but themselves?

Same Minkowski. Like what even is their relationship?

Hilbert is me every time Doug coughs.

"You talk about helping people, but what about the real life people around you?" Doug is speaking straight facts Hilbert.

YES! Everything Doug is saying is true.

"You lack vision." "At least I don't lack a soul". Hilbert lacks more than a soul he lacks rational common sense because he is letting one very traumatic thing color his whole view of this. Like. The decima virus will only help people if you get it out of the hands of Mr. Crazy Psycho Man (Cutter). Can you do that Hilbert? If not, your work was for basically nothing.

Oh dear. Minkowski!

Aw, she saved Maxwell. See, she's actually a GOOD boss. Unlike some people, I won't name names.

I hope they can save her.

Oh good. See? Work together, save a crewmate.

"That was some fun" We'll see how you like it when you're in that position Kepler. Try again? Oh no, no, no. How about YOU try it Kepler?

SHE CAN CALL HER HUSBAND!!!

He probably thinks she's dead or missing in action or whatever horrible lie Cutter told him. Oh but he's a journalist. I hope he puts him on blast. I hope he puts Cutter and his whole operation all over the news.

Pick up pick up pick up pick up pick up pick up pick up pick up...

This is agony.

Oh she got his secretary.

HE THINKS SHE'S BEEN DEAD FOR OVER A YEAR????

...and that means Doug's daughter...and everyone else...i just- I- FOR A YEAR???...oh my goodness...

Cutter was already a dead man. But I believe this action just brought him back to life. I have another plan for him now. Something worse. Something so much worse.

Okay...so Jacobi is human...or at least he appears to be?

"You killed a man...that might catch up to you..." do you speak from experience Kepler?

"You're okay with hearing Jacobi screaming in agony as he undergoes a horrible death?" Kepler, you're okay with literally everyone else doing exactly that. Please stop trying to have the moral high ground, you're standing in the world's deepest of ditches.

We're beyond horribly wrong Doug. We are FAR beyond that.

Very specific instructions. Good work Minkowski. Doug will appreciate that.

And yep. You are dead. You've been dead for a while now.

Killing Kepler? This better not be like killing Hilbert where I got my hopes up just for him to start crying about his sister.

I better not be blasting Goodbye Earl by the Dixie Chicks for nothing.

End Credits Scene:

Oh Hilbert and Lovelace...what a pair...

Still kinda dark to manipulate their friends like that, but what else were they expecting from command?

And... wow. Those were some episodes. Normally I pick the best of the three to make my title, but this is gonna be a challenge. Let's see if I can cover all my bases.

Also if Miranda ends up being...idk Cutter's relative or something, I'll change the title, but right now I'm going just gonna call her his little girlfriend because I absolutely despise her.

#bods wolf359 reactions #wolf359 #renee minkowski #isabel lovelace #doug eiffel #alexander hilbert #hera wolf 359 #wolf 359 #w359 #hera w359 #daniel jacobi #warren kepler #wolf 359 spoilers #alana maxwell #miranda pryce #marcus cutter

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dykeseinfeld · 4 months ago

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y'all guess who found the beginning of her draft for this and even more shockingly it is kind of good

This was possibly the longest awkward silence ever. When April had arranged for him to share the car ride from Buffalo with someone, Adam had thought that implied someone with any personality. Yeah, maybe they were in an off-again portion of their relationship right now, but he thought she would still have the decency to not make an eight-hour road trip more tortuous than it already was. But in the hour they've driven so far, Jack Zimmermann and his one-syllable responses (seriously, was this some sort of vow of silence?) had barely given any signs of life, let alone good company.

Adam popped open the Tupperware on his lap and grabbed another hard-boiled egg. Jack, of course, didn't move his hands from their death grip on 10 and 2. The radio wasn't even on, because it was too distracting. Maybe Jack was a robot. It would certainly explain the model-good looks, and that he has not once taken his eyes off the road.

Jack sniffed and glanced over at Adam as he chewed. Okay, so he responds to stimulus.

"So-" Adam's voice sounded obscenely loud after the long silence, and Jack actually jumped a bit in his seat. He took that as a sign of encouragement and continued, "Why don't you tell me the story of your life."

Someone behind them honked their horn and Jack clenched his jaw. "The story of my life?"

A sentence! "Well, we've got another," Adam checked his watch, "seven hours to kill before we get to Providence."

Jack huffed to himself and changed lanes. “The story of my life isn't going to get us to the next exit. I mean, I haven't done anything yet. That's why I'm moving."

"So you can do...something."

"Yes." Adam waited a few seconds, but Jack stayed quiet as he signaled to change lanes.

"...Like what?" he prompted.

Jack glanced at Adam quizzically again. "Like, I'm moving to Providence to play in the AHL, and hopefully in a few years get moved up to Boston."

"AHL, that's hockey, right? Jesus, I'd love to get paid to play a game for the rest of my life." Adam picked up the gallon of milk at his feet and took another swig.

Jack's robot stare began to approximate a frown. "That's one way to look at it."

"What are you going to do if it doesn't work out?" Adam popped another hard boiled egg in his mouth, and continued talking as he chewed, "Like you go to Providence, and you train as hard as you can, but after a few years you're still not good enough to get to the NHL and then you blow out your knee in some career-ending injury at the ripe old age of 27 and have to languish for the rest of your life in obscurity as your failing body continues to decline."

For what felt like a whole minute, the only sound in the car was Adam's chewing. He wondered if he'd gone too far, when Jack finally spoke up. "April mentioned you could be kind of a dick."

Adam licked a piece of egg off his bottom lip and chewed through a smile. "Yeah, but that's why she loves me."

_____________________________

"He's just scared. That's why he never went to start the ranch with Jack." A piece of rice shot out of Adam's mouth and onto the table. Jack looked at it in disgust for a second, before politely ignoring it.

"I don't think Ennis wanted to run away with him."

"Of course he wanted it. Wouldn't you rather be with Jake Gyllenhaal than some random chick from Wyoming?"

"I'm saying I wouldn't be so quick to run out on my job and my kids just to struggle working on a ranch with some guy when there's no future. It probably seems boring to you, but some people value stability in their lives." Jack said, taking a bite of his salad (no croutons, dressing on the side, with grilled chicken instead of fried). Adam took another huge bite of his burrito in protest.

"You're telling me you'd rather live in buttfuck Wyoming all by yourself-"

"-near my children-"

"-than run away with the love of your life who just so happens to look like Jake Gyllenhaal because there's no money in it."

"I'm practical."

"Okay. I get it."

"What?"

"You've never had really great sex."

"How would you know?"

"You're straight. Sex is always better when it's forbidden."

"You don't know what I've done."

"Wait, seriously?" Adam leaned in, and Jack pursed his lips like the modelesque asshole he was.

"...My point still stands."

Adam exhaled and leaned back, bored again. "Okay, then." There was another pause as Jack went back to his salad, which he was somehow eating without spilling one crumb.

The other man noticed Adam looking at him, swallowed, and actually patted his mouth with a napkin who the fuck does that outside of the movies- "Do you need to say something?"

"Don't take this the wrong way, but you're really hot."

Jack coughed. "I'm sorry?"

"No really, April forgot to mention that you were, like, chiseled from marble."

"Aren't you dating April?"

"Eh," Adam waved him off. Explaining his and April's thing always got complicated, and he didn't owe Jack shit. Ha, Jack shit. He filed it away for future punning. "I'm just saying, objectively. You have a massive ass."

"Are you hitting on me?"

Adam snorted. His days of hitting on straight guys were long over. "I'm just saying, I don't think I've ever been just friends with someone who was so ridiculously attractive."

"You think we're friends?"

anyway bc my brain is broken: when harry met sally jackholtz au

#the tupperware full of eggs. the milk. past me you are a genius.#i write sometimes #jackholtz #omgcp

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chumby4life · 2 years ago

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Strawberries (Saltbaker x Farmer!Reader)

I've had two people request a fic with a farmer reader, so here y'all go! Buckle up, because this is kind of a long one...

You wipe the sweat off your brow as you begin to finish off a long day at the farmer's market. It had been a rather taxing day, from loading bushels of produce into your truck at dawn, to a busy day at the market that lasted well into the afternoon. At long last, you take a load off and sit down on an old wooden crate. You've only just begun to relax, until you hear a deep voice from behind you.

"Excuse me, could I trouble you for some strawberries?"

A bit annoyed, you sluggishly get up and turn to face your customer. He's a rather large man, and you find you are taken aback by his towering stature.

"O-of course, and how many will that be?", you manage to ask.

"Oh, just a pound will do, thank you."

Despite his intimidating appearance, the saltshaker seems to have a rather kind demeanor. You prepare the berries for him, and he thanks you with a generous tip.

"I'm terribly sorry to impose, I imagine you were just beginning to close up shop. But, you see, I've heard very impressive things about your farmstand, and I require only the very best for my recipes!", he says with a wink. You avert your eyes from his cheery grin, hoping he doesn't notice your flushed cheeks. "I see, well, I hope these are to your liking..." you reply, gesturing to the basket of berries in his hands.

"I'm known as Chef Saltbaker around the Isles. Please, come visit my bakery when you get a chance."

"Yes, of course, I could come by tomorrow! I'm looking forward to it!"

Saltbaker rests his elbow on the counter and leans in a bit closer to you. "I'd love it if you'd try my latest recipe, my take on strawberry shortcake. I hope it will be to your liking..."

And with that, you're left alone with your thoughts at the farmstand. That Saltbaker, there was no way you were already falling for him, right? The brief interaction replayed over and over in your mind. Was he flirting with you? There's no way, right?

The next day passes by in a flash. Sure, you made a few mistakes here and there at work, angered a few customers with your aloofness, but it was no matter. You get to see him again! The moment you can escape, you rush on over to the bakery. Once you arrive in town, the smell of freshly baked goods immediately leads you to your destination. You can't help but smile when you hear the Chef's humming from outside. You take a deep breath, and step inside.

"Why, hello! You're just in time!" Saltbaker calls out from the kitchen. "Give me just one moment, won't you?

While you wait, you take in your surroundings. The bakery itself is a quaint little place, in stark contrast to the extravagant-looking pastries that sit in the glass display case. Even though it's your first visit, you feel very comfortable here.

"Please, come sit down," Saltbaker says as he pulls out a chair for you at a little table. You look on in awe as he places a platter of sweets before you. As promised, the strawberry shortcake is there, but it's only one of a wide assortment of treats, each appearing more delectable than the last. You take a bite of the shortcake, and it tastes as wonderful as it looks! The combined fruits of your labor have come together to create something truly divine - the fresh, slightly sour taste of the strawberries perfectly complements the cake's luscious flavor and texture.

"So, what do you think?", asks the Chef. "Gosh, this is amazing!" you exclaim, nearly drooling. Unable to resist, you dig into the rest of the goodies upon the platter. However, it takes you a bit too long to realize you've forgotten your manners. You look up from the sweets, blushing, and cover your mouth. To your surprise, Saltbaker beams at you, resting his face against his palm. "No, please, don't hold back. I'm so glad you're enjoying yourself!"

Once you've finished, you ask Saltbaker how you could possibly repay him for such a wonderful gift.

"Think nothing of it, dear, it was my treat. Just having you here is payment enough! Well, I do have an idea. I'd be honored if you could be my special taste tester from now on."

"Yes, please! The honor is all mine!"

You leave the bakery around sunset after chatting for a while, your belly full, you heart fuller. "Special taste tester", huh? You like the sound of that. You think back to that exquisite plate of sweets. "Gee, I hope he didn't work too hard on all that just for my sake." Little do you know, Saltbaker had spent the entire night before perfecting each pastry for you.

As the weeks go by, you have the privilege of being the first to taste Saltbaker's newest recipes. Your long, often arduous days working at the farm become much sweeter, knowing you get to spend time with your favorite chef.

One day, you come into the bakery after a particularly exhausting day. The crates seemed heavier than usual, the customers more demanding. You seat yourself at the table and rub your eyes.

"Rough day, hm?" Saltbaker asks. "Perceptive as always..." you playfully chide in response. "I can't help it, you're just so easy to read!" he chuckles. He comes over to you and places his hands on your shoulders. "Well, I hate to see you so upset. Would you like a massage? It could help with all that stress you're feeling." It already feels like your cheeks are burning from his touch. "Yes, please..."

The Chef begins to work on your shoulders. You feel yourself loosening up as he carefully disentangles the knots in your muscles. He's kneading your flesh as if it were dough. "My, you're blushing... You look like a little strawberry~" Saltbaker coos as he makes his way down your back. A soft moan escapes your mouth once he reaches a tender spot. As the Chef relieves the tension in your back, the tension between the two of you continues to build. Once he finishes up, you're amazed at how limber you feel.

"Thank you so much! I feel good as new!"

"Well, you know, these hands are good for far more than just making pastries..."

A few days pass, and someone comes to deliver you a package at work. It's a little white box, adorned with a ribbon of your favorite color. You open it to find a cake meticulously decorated with swirls of buttercream frosting, with a letter alongside it. The flowery penmanship is unmistakable; Saltbaker always puts such detail and care into everything he does.

"My little strawberry,

I'm so glad I came to the market on that day. Ever since then, you've inspired me to take my craft to new heights. Every recipe I create, each pastry I bake, all just to see that adorable smile on your face. When you walk into my bakery, it's the highlight of my day. The truth is, I long to have more of you. I see you as far more than my taste tester, far more than a friend. I hope you feel the same.

-Saltbaker

A long line of customers forms as you reread the letter over and over again. You feel sort of tingly, butterflies fluttering around in your chest. "Sorry folks, but I'm afraid I must close early today!" You're unfazed by the choir of groans behind you as you hurry towards the bakery. By the time you arrive, you are a panting, flustered mess.

"There you are!" the Chef cheers. Before you know it, you've been swept up into his embrace. He spins you around, the both of you giggling all the while. Saltbaker gives you a deep kiss, releasing all of his pent up passion for you. You look forward to the night you will inevitably spend together, and all of the days to follow.

#chef saltbaker #chef saltbaker x reader #cuphead #cuphead dlc

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starshipsofstarlord · 3 years ago

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Stuck in 1903

Part Two

Masterlist

Summary: Damon and Bonnie had come to your rescue, or so you thought, but it is Kai’s every intention to get close to you again

Pairing: Kai Parker x reader

Warnings: angst, smidge of fluff, mentions of smut, mentions of death, mentions of murder, bad friendships, mentions of poison, swearing

Word Count: 2052

Find Part One Here

divider by @firefly-graphics

If the Other Side continued to exist, then you would be there rather than this subordinate prison world which had been designed for one bad witch. Kai's own kind feared him, you had experienced him mentally draining your energy, he was a chore to put up with, but he could do much more than that, you had learnt from Bonnie. He fed off magic, physically stealing it from bodies and items that harboured any of it, which had poisoned his mind to hunt for power. Your friends had informed you that he had murdered his siblings, well some of them anyway, and had attempted to do so to more of them. And now you knew, with supporting evidence, never to trust Malakai Parker.

Without Damon and Bonnie you had to resort to fending for yourself, which was not at all difficult since this version of Mystic Falls that you were trapped in was quite literally a ghost town. The forever enveloping silence was torture, though the method of ignorance had not been designed for you; it was all for Kai, and that unsettled you. There was one more thing that you had been dreading - the possibility that you could not escape from the remote isolation without the aid of the guest starring siphon himself. This hell was built to contain him for eternity, but now there was magic that he could use to his own advantage nearby.

Your cheek rested upon the side of your hand, mushing the flesh whilst your elbow was poised upon the countertop of the kitchen island in the Salvatore house. All of your concentration validated your deep thoughts, of which you were broken from as a plate was placed directly in front of you, a pancake decorated with chocolate chips and syrup to form a smiley face. Damon was the culprit as he threw a tea towel over his shoulder, expectedly looking at you.

"I'm not hungry." You informed the vampire, who simply frowned at your lack of an appetite. "I ate yesterday, which was technically today." Beneath the table, you crossed your ankles, as you earnt a sigh from your well aged friend; he clearly was not impressed by your behaviour. But you didn't know what he had expected from you, you had been trapped here for longer than you could remember, and alone until you had discovered the man that had been outcast by his own family. At the time you had not known of his murderous tendencies, and had wanted nothing more than to get away from him, and you wouldn't like to admit it but you even missed him a little.

He was annoying and cocky, and withheld crucial information from you, though there was something that contradicted that all. Whenever any one of your friends had suffered the fate of death, they were always attempted to be brought back to life against the natural order of things. It made you wonder and doubt a little if they had even tried to resurrect you. In this separated reality, there was no jurisdiction so that you could know, though each time that either Damon or Bonnie looked at you, you could swear that there was guilt written in their gazes.

"Look I knew being stuck here with Kai must have fucked you up-" he should have bit his lip, his assumptions were anything but correct. And that was proven as you defensively darted out of your seat and jabbed your finger in his face, making him pivot his jaw back. There were many things that were 'fucked up', and supposing that you were one of them because you had died after sacrificing yourself to ensure that they all continued to live just didn't settle right with you. The context of the morbid situation did not help with condoning any reassurance at all, in fact, it gave a spine to your lack of faith in him and the others in the first place. Out of everyone, it was inherently worse to be here with Damon, all he had cared about was his precious Elena as well as himself, and after existing for well over a century, that was insurance that he was never going to change.

"It wasn't him who did that to me, it was roaming this damned place by myself, I had no one. And as crazy as it sounds, I think spending time with the notorious Malakai Parker helped me keep what was to spare of my sanity. If I'm not wrong, I may even say that I've found more being here than dealing with the bullshit y'all cause back home." Perhaps your words were a tad harsh, if Bonnie were in the room you were sure that she'd have a somewhat understanding of what you were saying. Though she was not, and thus you had to deal with the harshness of her best friend all by your lonesome. And it seemed that you had rattled him, apparently he couldn't handle the truth.

"Then why don't you run back to the sociopath? When we discovered that you were here, we found the pair of you attached to the hip anyways. And with him inside of you, I'd never seen you so darn happy, better here with him than tempting me to drink bleach from the way that you constantly complained when you were alive; I swear you were worse than Donovan." It was on your mind's own command for you to take a step back, and away from the toxin that Damon had so cruelly spat at you. Ans the way that he compared you to Matt made you angry; it was though he were ignoring that there were valid reasons for the blond to be the way that he was - after all, the monster before you had practically killed his sister. A laugh renegaded out from your mouth as you realised that you had been right all along, none of them cared. You were just a burden that stopped them from having a perfect life together. If this were a book, then this would be the beginning to your villain arc, and ironically enough Damon saw himself as one of the good guys. Now that was utterly ridiculous after every reckless thing that he had ever done!

"Have it your way then bloodsucker." All along, you should have trusted your guy, and from now on you knew that you would listen to it. And strangely enough, it was calling you to Kai, maybe it was because he was your last resort to escaping this imprisonment that had been meant for him alone. Turning on your heel, you heard Damon flop the towel down on the side and sigh, though you continued to walk, appeasing your better judgement elsewhere. "Wait." He tried to convince you to stay, belatedly understanding the mistake that he had made, but it was no use, you were already on your journey of getting as far away as possible from him.

The Mystic Grill, it remained to be familiar in your eyes as you entered. It was empty and void of drunken assholes and narcissists that you had wasted too much time on. The only person that you missed in the modern alternative was Matt Donovan, he was the only person that didn't treat you as though you were invisible or a nuisance. You wondered how he was coping with your absence, knowing him, he was probably relieved that Damon was gone. But you weren't, because he was here with you instead. Trailing your fingertips over the counter of the bar, out of the corner of your eye you saw a lonely glass of bourbon that was sat there as though it were lamenting you with mockery. You tried to hold your sentimental sob inside, but it was practically impossible. It tore through your body, bellowing out from your mouth as you stifled and fought through your tears.

A hand caressed the landscape of your back causing you to jump and flinch from the unexpected contact. One thing that you had learnt from evading and eventually experiencing the qualms of death, was that you could never be too careful. For no more than a second you had predicted that the intruder to your pity party was Damon, that he had followed you as you tried to distance yourself from him, but alas it was not, instead of being greeted by a fretless vampire, you were condemned by the sight of a powerless witch, of whom had purposely interjected your moment of cracked emotion and wore a brave smile for you. Wiping your eyes with the back of your sleeves, you couldn't help but snap at him. "If you're here to finish what we started then tough luck Parker, you've been here long enough and you have two hands, figure something else out."

His tongue darted out to swipe at his own bottom lip, as he raised his hand, showcasing his offering to you. "I was only going to see if you wanted a pork rind, you look like you could use one." Sighing, you dug your hand into the pungent packet that was littered with dust and crumbs, retrieving a few treats for yourself as you placed them in your mouth. "And now should be when the poison kicks in..." With your hand, you gave him a little shove as you tolled your eyes at his homicidal comedy. "Come on, that was funny! I'm funny!"

"If you say so, there's not very many people around to give you an honest opinion." It was true, the only other human like lifeforms impartially close by were Damon and Bonnie, and well, you weren't going to scurry back to them anytime soon. "And if you had poisoned me, then you would know that I would be fine and dandy in not so long, It wouldn't make a difference if that wasn't the case either, I mean I'm already dead, what could be worse than that?" Kai looked at you with shock; he didn't know that about you, that you had actually suffered a final breath. Now he thought about it, the grand scheme of things he didn't know much about you in general, though he was prepared to learn. He had often found death to be fulfilling, satisfying even, but he'd never thought about its victims being so beautiful. Yet here you were before him, by chance the one force that could motivate and help him find a way out of this jarring hole of reaping misery.

"You're here, that's all that matters." As soon as those words fled from his lips he realised exactly what he had said, and a blush framed his features. "I um - that wasn't what I - you know, yeah..." He scratched the back of his neck as you shook your head at this new side that you were seeing of Malakai. His parents called him Malakai, of course he was going to become a killer, but right now you saw nothing more than an embarrassed boy whose skin had flushed as an affect of his own words. From your experience, everyone was either the killer or the killed - you two were one of each. Like ying and yang, you fit perfectly, it was a balanced divide that was settled on whichever rhythm played out in the air. And to correspond with that thought you walked over to the jukebox, a song beginning to play which made Kai want to cover his ears. "I hate this song." He told you; he really did, if he could murder it, he would without a doubt.

"Then don't listen, just dance with me." You extended your hands out to him, to which he begrudgingly reached for. And as he snapped his eyes open, he realised that was all a memory, and that goddamn song was still playing. All he could think about was you, he had seen how upset you had been to die, and yet you were gone again, and it was all down to your so called friends. One was standing before him as he sat in chains, imprisoned against a chair. "Are you here to punish me?" He asked Bonnie, wanting nothing more than shut his eyes and see your face again.

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gold3nfics · 3 years ago

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Anachronism {Chapter Two}

Author's note: I feel like this chapter is kind of short but, as promised Y/N has made an appearance.

[Also, can we talk about Jungkook's live??? Are y'all still recovering from it? Because I am and will be for a while lol]

Word Count: 2,532

They all made direct contact with the ground underneath them, drawing out groans and grunts of pain among them.

“Did the book say anything about the portal giving us a concussion?” Yoongi asks while slowly getting up from the hard ground.

Namjoon sighs at his dry comment and slowly moves to help Jungkook stand up. Once the other’s vision becomes clearer and less blurry, they take in what is around them.

“Where are we?” Jungkook asks, noticing the open area around them.

It appeared that they were standing in what could have been an open field if it wasn't for a large part of it that lacked grass and was black. Hoseok stepped forward and kneeled in front of the dark spot and touched it.

“It seems that there had been a fire,” he said, rubbing the dried and burnt remains of the field between his fingers, “that’s unfortunate. This looks like it could have been a wonderful place to see.”

Yoongi furrows his brows, “Which way do we even go? The portal was supposed to bring us to who we are looking for, but all I am seeing is nature. Or, well, what is left of it.” The boys glance around trying to see if they can find anything similar to a path, but once they do they all notice a light coming from the inside of their left hands.

Jimin looks down at his hand, “Please tell me your marks are also glowing, or else I am going to freak out.”

The boys say nod in response; Namjoon decides to walk forward, but then the light ceases. Furrowing his brows, he steps back and turns his body to the left, causing the mark to glow slightly again.

“It’s like a compass,” he states with amazement evident in his tone and looks up at the others, “we will just walk in a certain direction and if it keeps glowing, then we are on the right path to finding them.”

The boys nod in understanding and all begin to walk together down the field. Their marks eventually lead them to a road that goes in the direction of a small town up ahead of them. The boys abandon looking at their marks to take a good look at the town in front of them. It is still pretty early in the morning so really, the only people out and about are older individuals.

Once they are walking on the sidewalks of the town, they notice the people there looking at them weirdly, “Why are they looking at us like that?” Jungkook asks.

Jin chuckles, “Look down, our clothing doesn��t exactly fit in. So of course they would be looking at us weirdly.”

“Well, we will just need to find new clothes then, won’t we?” Taehyung smirks and sprints off into a small shop he had been eyeing with the boys following behind him.

“Wait! Taehyung! Don’t run so fast!” Hoseok yells after him.

Once they arrive at the store, they find Taehyung speaking with an older man at the counter.

“Sir, we just need some clothes because in case you haven’t noticed,” Taehyung gestures towards his body, “ours are not suitable.”

The man sighs in frustration, “I told you before and I will tell you again.” he crosses his arms, “If you have no money, you may not have anything from here.”

“But we-” Yoongi steps in and cuts Taehyung off

“We are very sorry sir. Please excuse my friend’s behavior,” The man moves his gaze to meet Yoongi whose pupils narrow in on him, “we are new to town and would really just like to keep a low profile.”

The man stills, “I am sure you understand, right?”

“I do. You know what? It is fine. I suppose you boys getting what you need won’t be any trouble. We get plenty of business on the weekends so we will not be hurting much.” The man smiles warmly and turns to walk to the back of the store.

The boys all look at Yoongi confused, “How did you do that? I tried explaining the same thing, but he looked like he was close to smacking me.” Taehyung says.

“Yeah, you’re usually not good with people; let alone convincing them.” Hoseok states. Yoongi shakes his head, “I don’t know, something just came over me. It was like I was speaking to him, but I was also in his mind controlling the conversation.”

“Are you serious?!” Jungkook exclaims, “Yoongi, that's your power.”

The boys look at the youngest, “Mind control. Remember? Ara said that we all have certain abilities and that we would have to find them on our own; mind control is yours Yoongi.”

“Okay well we can discuss powers later,” Namjoon speaks up and moves towards one of the full racks of clothing, “for now just get the things you need so we can get a move on.”

***

“You know,” Jin says before taking a sip of his water and grabbing a fry, “this place may not have the nicest people or the prettiest views, but their food is pretty alright.” the others make sounds and nod in agreement.

After they had changed their clothing and also gathered a few other minor things from the store, Namjoon decided that they should find a place to eat, mostly because he was hungry, but also to sit down and put together a plan.

Namjoon cleared his throat before speaking, “So once we find who it is we are looking for; how should we approach the situation? Does anyone have any ideas?” Jungkook looks at him, “What do you mean?”

Namjoon sighs tiredly, “Well we can’t just go up to them and say ‘Hi, we are from a different realm, and you are bonded to each of us, but that’s a mistake so now you need to come with us so we can save our people.’ ”

Jungkook smiles, “I mean, I'd be down if someone said that to me.”

Namjoon rolls his eyes and sips his drink, “Wasn’t that the same attitude that got you mugged after that girl told you to follow her?”

The others laughed loudly as Jungkook’s cheeks blushed slightly due to embarrassment,

“It wasn’t my fault!” he defended, “She was really cute and I hadn’t even kissed anyone yet at that age.”

Jimin smirked, “At that age? Wasn’t that a few months ago?” Jungkook sent a hard glare Jimin’s way as the others' laughter only increased.

After they had calmed down, Jin looked at Namjoon and shrugs, “If you want my opinion, I think we should just try to sit down with them and explain the situation. I mean we all have the marks and Hanuel’s book as proof, so I don’t think they would have a hard time believing us.”

“Yeah, and if our marks glow when we are near them; I would think that theirs would too. If I didn’t know anything about the circle and saw my hand glowing, I would want answers.” Hoseok adds while observing the people around him.

Namjoon nods in agreement and understanding, “Alright then we will do that, I just hope everything works.”

“It will,” Jungkook smiles and says while reaching for his water, “don’t worry.”

***

After the boys had finished eating, they resumed their search. Their marks had led them in front of what appeared to be a flower shop in a quieter part of town.

As they entered the shop, they couldn’t help but recognize a warm feeling come over their bodies. They all passed it off as being due to the indoor heating, but they knew individually that it was because of something else.

A petite and kind-looking elderly woman had noticed them from behind the counter, “Hello!” she announced with a sweet smile on her face while making her way towards them, “Can I help you boys with anything?”

Jin looks at her and smiles, “Oh no, we are just-”

“Let me guess, you boys are looking for flowers to give to your girlfriends, right?”

Yoongi looks at her shocked and attempts to correct her, “Oh no! You see we are just here looking for-”

“Follow me fellas,” the woman laughs while grabbing Yoongi, Jin, and Hoseok’s arms and leads them away from the others, “in my experience, no men ever come into my shop unless they need flowers as an apology or gift. We actually have some really nice bouquets over here, and they are on sale too!”

Namjoon, Jungkook, Taehyung, and Jimin all stand there trying to process what just happened,

“Okay, I guess it is just us for right now.” Namjoon looks at the young trio, “You guys try to look on this level of the shop to find them, I’ll look on the second level. Oh! And try not to allow people to see your marks, okay?” The three nod and break off into different directions.

Namjoon makes his way towards the stairs on his left to begin his search. As he is walking up the stairs he looks down at his satchel, that he got from the store, and reaches inside of it to make sure Hanuel’s book is still there. Just as he realizes the book is safe and looks up, he comes face to face with a rather large bouquet of daisies and sunflowers; as well as crashing into the person holding the bouquet. Namjoon is quick to grasp his hands around the person's waist to steady them as well as himself.

“I am so sorry! Are you alright? I was looking at the flowers in this bouquet and I wasn’t watching where I was going.” the person says very fast and worriedly.

However, Namjoon wasn’t making any effort to say anything, mostly because he felt as if he couldn’t form any words. It was as if everything around the both of them had blurred and become silent, and everything that had previously stressed his mind had diminished.

The only thing that was on his mind now, was her.

The slight warmth that he had experienced upon entering the shop was nothing compared to what he felt now. His body had indeed grown warmer, but his heartbeat had increased and everything felt fuzzy. It also didn’t help with how close they were with his hands on her waist, and her left hand holding his shoulder to keep her stable.

The girl in front of him had grown shy and blushed in embarrassment once she realized where her hand was. She went to move away and step back, but was stopped due to the attractive man in front of her not releasing his gentle hold on her waist. Namjoon snapped out his daze once he noticed her moving to step back,

“Oh no! It’s alright, sorry about that. I am pretty clumsy myself and just hope I didn’t hurt you.” Namjoon laughs nervously while rubbing the back of his neck. The young woman looks at him with bright and endearing eyes, and lets out a light laugh; one that causes Namjoon to perk up and smile fondly at.

“Don’t you worry, I’m just glad I had you catch me.” she takes a step down to stand on the same stair as Namjoon, “Usually, I just end up falling and hoping for the best, and that no one saw me.” Namjoon chuckles at that statement.

“Well, I am glad that I could be of help…” he pauses waiting for her to inform him of her name,

“Oh!” she lowers the bouquet she is holding, revealing a small name tag, “Y/N, my name is Y/N. And you are?”

“Namjoon, nice to meet you.” Namjoon smiles, which Y/N returns back.

“Well, I’ll see you around Namjoon.” she begins to descend down the stairs but Namjoon stops her,

“Wait!” Y/N stops and turns around, cute confusion evident on her face, “Do you need any help? My friends are looking around the store, and I am not looking to buy anything, so it is really no bother for me to help you.”

Y/N shakes her head, “Oh, no I couldn’t ask a customer to do that. It’s okay really-”

“You’re not the one asking, I am.” Namjoon cuts her off and walks down to stand next to her.

Y/N looks up at him with eyes that appear as if she is analyzing his own, Namjoon finds that he just can’t help staring into them, “Okay, I suppose I could use the help since my coworker is on his break; follow me!” and that is exactly what Namjoon does.

As he is walking behind her silently, he takes the time to look over her. He takes in the overalls and oversized shirt she is wearing, her hair that is half up and out of her face, and also her attractive physique from the back; but Namjoon would never admit that part.

He also notices the little specks and smudges of dirt scattered on her clothing and arms. This made him smile at the thought of her clumsily repotting plants.

How cute. Namjoon smiles; his admiring is stopped however as they approach a small room and the woman in front of him turns around and places the bouquet on a table beside her. He looks at her with slight confusion, and she smiles, “You strong?” she asks with a slight smirk while putting her hands on her hips.

Namjoon quirks an eyebrow at her question, “Maybe, it depends on the job.”

“Think you can help me move those bags of soil out of that room, to right here?” Namjoon smiles,

“Sure, think you can keep up?” he asks while rolling up his sleeves and moving into the storage type room,

“I don’t know, I am quite the skilled dirt mover.” Y/N responds and laughs as she goes to remove her gloves.

Namjoon stills once he sees Y/N reaching for her gloves, suddenly reminded of why he was here. He takes a quick glance at his mark and notices it is glowing brightly.

Wait a second, shit hold on wait- Namjoon’s thoughts were interrupted by a sharp gasp from Y/N,

“What the hell is this?!” She exclaims loudly while staring at her hand trying to rub it, thinking that it is some hallucination.

Namjoon quickly moves towards her and gently grabs her hand to comfort her, “Hey, it’s okay! You don’t need to freak out, I have it too, see.” he raises his hand showing Y/N the same glowing mark that she had.

Y/N’s eyes widen and Namjoon can see the fear and confusion in her eyes, so he goes to tell her that it’s okay and that she should take a seat; however, his actions were interrupted by someone clearing their throat.

Both Y/N and Namjoon look towards the doorway and see three other men, all of which are holding little succulents and have dumbfounded expressions on their faces.

If they had something important to say, they had definitely forgotten what it was once their gaze had set on Y/N.

“Hey guys,” Namjoon clears his throat and moves away from Y/N awkwardly, “this is Y/N.”

#bts x reader #bts fanfic #ot7 x reader #au #bangtan ot7

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marchtomydrums · 3 years ago

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In the beginning 6

Alex Cabot X Casey Novak X Reader

Alex’s POV:

Today has been extremely long and I’m ready to go home. Walking into my office I see you sitting on the couch crying.

“Y/n? What’s wrong?” Your headshot up at my voice quickly drying your tears.

“Alex, sorry I thought you’d be in court. I just came in here for privacy.” You stuttered.

“Why are crying?” I ask sitting across from you holding your hands in mine. You shake your head “Jack fucking railed my ass today. He doesn’t think I’m cut out for this.”

Anger spikes in my body. How dare he? Seeing you hurt and crying because of his words pissed me off.

“I’ll kill him.”

“No Alex, I have to deal with this on my own.”

“But he’s wrong. He doesn’t see you every day as I do. You can do this y/n. He’s full of shit.”

You chuckle at my words squeezing my hands.

“Well, I appreciate that Alex but again I have to do this on my own. I just came in here to be alone. They’re vultures out there.”

“Yes, I’m all too aware. Either way, don’t let Jack or anyone else cause you to doubt yourself. Take it in stride and keep fighting. Understand me?”

“Yes. Thank you.” You lean in to hug me and I kiss the top of your head. As you pull back I can’t stop myself from taking your lips into mine. I don’t stop until my lungs burn for air regretfully I pull away. You lean your forehead against mine our breath mingling together. You stayed like that for a while until you calmed down.

“ Sorry.” You mumbled quietly to me as if you were embarrassed.

“It’s okay. We all have bad days.” I tell you.

“What time is it?”

“7:30 why?”

“Shit! I missed the bus. I’ll have to wait for the one at 9.”

“I can take you home or you can come back to the house with me.”

“I would but I have an appointment tomorrow and the office is closer to my apartment.”

“Okay, well I’ll drive you home.”

“It’s out of your way. I’ll be fine.”

“You think I’d leave you here?” I ask you.

“Get your stuff, I’ll drive you home.”

The drive there is quiet. I keep looking between you and the road trying to see if I can read your expressions. As we pull up I notice it’s not a very good neighborhood.

“This is where you live?”

“Yes.”

I put the car in park as you quickly lean over to peck my cheek and try to exit the car.

“Wait!” I say tugging your arm. You stop to look at me.

“Can I come up?”

“Do you want to?”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“I don’t know. This place doesn’t really seem like your scene.”

I chuckle “let’s go up.”

Walking into the apartment I notice how small it is. The layout is similar to a studio and I’m sure you pay an arm and a leg for it.

“Well, this is it?”

I take a minute to look around. Even though it’s small you’ve made it cozy. My eyes are drawn to the photos on the wall.

“These are beautiful.”

“Thanks.”

I stop to see the blush across your face.

“Wait. Did you take these?”

“Yeah. “

“Y/n these are really good.”

“It’s just a hobby.”

I smile at you as I continue to look around.

“You have a nice book collection. You read a lot?”

“Yeah.”

“Me too. This your siblings?” I question holding the framed picture.

“Yeah, two sisters and my brother.”

“You close?”

“Yeah. But I don’t really see them much since I moved.” You say sadly.

“Umm, you should go. Casey is probably wondering where you are.”

“Casey’s visiting her mom tonight. I already told her where I was. She said she was going to call you later on.”

“Oh.”

“But if you want me to leave I can.”

“No.! I just I don’t know Alex, I don’t know how to do this with you.”

“Do what?”

“This! I mean one minute your nice and you want to spend time with me and the next you’re tearing my head off. I don’t know what to do here.”

I’m quiet for a minute processing what you just said. Mentally kicking myself for making you feel this way. Why can’t I just open up to you? Why do I feel like I need to be on guard all the time? I look over to see you watching me.

“I’m sorry. I’m trying. That’s why I came up here. I want to know more about you. I want to have what you and Casey have. I keep fucking it up.” I breathe out heavily.

“Alex, you don’t have to try so hard. I get being guarded but like I’ve said before I won’t make Casey choose. You really need to figure out what you want.”

“I want you.”

“Well, your actions speak louder than your words Alex,” you tell me as you're about to walk off. I grab your arm stopping your escape leaning in to kiss you gently on the lips.

“I want you,” I whisper against your lips. I can feel your smile.

“Let's watch a movie. And ill stay the night if that's okay.” I ask you trying to prove to you that I want this to work. You nod your head yes and we do just that. As much as id love to touch you and kiss I refrain. I want you to be ready and sure before we do anything. I want to be able to love you the way Casey loves you.

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Today has been rather quiet around the office much to your surprise. Alex has you copying some documents and running flies from here to there. You're about to head back to your desk when you see Casey standing across the room. You walk up beside her and lean over to see what she's looking at. There's a girl in Alex’s office, she is young and pretty. The two are laughing as they talk oblivious to the world around them.

“Whose that?”

“Emma something, she wants a job here.”

“And flirting with Alex is going to help her to get it?” I ask Casey jealousy evident in my voice.

Casey chuckles “I guess she thinks so.”

“Hmmph.”

“Yup. I'm just watching.”

The two of you watched as Alex and Emma talked. Emma must be a comedian the way Alex is laughing. You roll your eyes at the laughter that rolls out of Alex’s chest. Casey seems indifferent about it until the girl's hand is on Alex’s shoulder. Her body tenses up for a moment.

“You know if she gets this job she’ll be

Alex’s right-hand man. You will answer to both of them. “

“So you're telling me I not only work for the Ice Queen but Malibu Barbie as well?”

Casey laughs “that's a good one! We should call her that.”

You roll your eyes at Casey as Alex and Emma are walking out of the office. You both smile at the girl as she walks by before making a beeline to Alex’s office.

“Can I help you two or do you just like watching me work?” Alex asked looking between the two of you.

“Does she work here now?” you asked sharply. Alex is taken back by your attitude and is quiet for a minute.

“Yes, she does. She starts tomorrow.”

“Hmmph. “

“Is there a problem?”

“Nope. Not at all. Do you need me?”

“Uhh no. You can take lunch if you want. I figured the three of us would go out.” Alex says looking at Casey for some sort of explanation.

“I’m actually meeting my brother he's in the city for two days. So I'll see y'all later,” you say walking out the door. Alex looks over at Casey shocked.

“What the hell was that about?”

“You were flirting with Emma.”

“No, I wasn't!”

“Looked that way to us.”

“So you're mad at me too?”

“Nah, you know better than to cheat on me.”

Casey tells her nonchalantly. Alex chuckled shaking her head as Casey walked out of the office swaying her hips.

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It's been a week since Emma started and she's already on your last nerve. When she's not asking you to go fetch her coffee she's talking to you about how hot Alex is. You've already told Casey to get the bail money ready because you are about to lose it on Emma. Casey assured you that Emma isn't Alex’s type however, Alex hasn't said a word to you about it. All day long they spend talking to each other and laughing. Meanwhile, Alex barely pays you any attention unless it's to run files or get coffee.

It's late in the afternoon and almost everyone has gone for the day. Casey left early to stay with her mom for the night and you are supposed to be riding home with Alex. However, Emma is still in there talking her up. Finally, Emma is leaving but not before talking to you.

“Your still here?”

“Yup, I'm here when Alex is here so.”

“Oh yeah. She's great isn’t she?”

“Yup. She's something alright.”

“Do you know if she's dating anyone?”

“What?!”

“Alex. Is she seeing someone?”

You're looking for the words but it seems that Malibu Barbie has rendered you speechless.

“Umm.”

“I think I might ask her out. She's hot, god I bet she's good in bed too.”

Emma is going on and on and all you can do is just stare at her in disbelief.

“Anyways, I'll see you tomorrow bye. “

You sit there for a minute replaying her words in your head. Jealousy taking over your body. You shot up out of your chair and into the office slamming the door behind you. Alex jumps at the noise looking at you confused. She called your name but you ignore her as you make your way behind her desk. You pull her up on her feet and kiss her. Your tongue demanding access in her mouth. You grab her ass pulling her closer to you Alex moans in your mouth. You pull back with your lungs burning for air. You look up at Alex who still has her eyes closed.

“Your mine,” you tell her pulling her body into yours.

“I never said I wasn't,” Alex says confused.

“Emma wants to ask you out. She thinks you are hot and good in bed.”

“Well, she's not lying.” Alex chuckled.

“Your mine,” you growled.

Alex looks at you with a smile, her eyes are a darker shade of blue.

“I'm yours,” Alex says nodding her head as she leans in to kiss you once more. This kiss is slower this time. Pulling back you rest your forehead onto Alex’s trying to catch your breath.

“I want you, Alex.” you barely whisper.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“Y/n if this is about Emma I promise you that was never going to be a thing. I'd never do that to Casey or You. “

“I know that. It just pissed me off that she was thinking about you like that.”

“So we don't have to do this if you aren't ready. I don't want you to feel obligated or regret it.” You smile at Alex’s words seeing just how sweet she could be. Brushing her hair behind her ears you can’t help but stare at her.

“You’re so beautiful.” Alex blushes at your comment.

“I want you and I know that if I changed my mind you’d still hold me tonight. But I want you Alex. I need you.”

Alex leans in to kiss you again grinning from ear to ear.

“Let’s go home.”

#lgbtq #wlw #fiction #law and order svu #law and order x reader #television #writing #stephanie march #casey novak x reader #diane neal #age difference #smut and fluff

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yourtoradorasextendedwarranty · 7 months ago

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There's a lot to unpack here

This? This is trust issues. "I'd wonder what you were doing alone in the woods."

Oh!? You mean that thing you are also doing? But come across a MAN doing it and somehow it's wrong? Do you hear yourself? Clearly not. I've run across friend in my life at random while I was out doing things on my own. Ever heard the phrase, "It's a small world after all". Then there's the "I'd be worried if I saw you in the woods with no one else". Ok why? If this person is one of your best friends why world you be worried to see them at any point?

Because imagine this for a second. You mentioned to your best friend that you plan to go camping. He says you know what actually that sounds like a fantastic idea I need to do that at some point. There are 6 to 10, maybe, camping grounds anywhere near where y'all live. The likelihood that y'all both pick the same place is one in 10 which believe it or not is actually still good odds All things considered. Now you go through process of elimination by which ones are close, which ones have the best facilities, which ones have the best ratings, etc. Which then you whittled down potentially 10 to maybe three or four. And the likelihood that you and your friend share tastes as far as stuff like that goes might be pretty high. So then your odds go down to maybe one and three pretty good odds right.

You might not have told your friend when you decided to go camping but maybe you decided you know what why not sooner rather than later. Then your friend has a weekend off that he did not expect and maybe he's single or maybe he invited some buddies who didn't decide to go. You need to put yourself in the situation of understanding that you are bigoted by thinking that all men are dangerous always.

And like Marc said, this is allowed to be the case when you are referring to just specifically men while ignoring that men includes black men, Muslim men, Mexican men, etc. and what's more there's also the fun yet very unpopular conversation when it comes to the crime rates with black Americans. But if anyone who is not black dares talk about not feeling safe walking through Brooklyn then they are immediately fired from their job and fired out of a cannon into a volcano socially. And then publicly smeared as a racist. Meanwhile, I've always thought it kind of funny that sexism is absolutely allowed towards men but never women at all. You can say that all men are potentially dangerous and it's perfectly reasonable but if you say all women are potentially child murdering gold diggers that's apparently sexism. Despite the fact when it comes to murdering kids women have a pretty large track record.

The issue is this goes both ways. Stereotypes based on biological sex have always been a thing. That's just a fact. And pretending that it can't go the other way just because you want to feel like an oppressed class does not make things better. I've said this before and I'll say it again if I ran across anyone alone in the woods it doesn't matter whether it's a man or a woman I would probably be on my guard even if I was not appearing as such. Regardless of whether that person was a man and or a woman. Because for me whenever I'm alone in the woods I'm normally deep out in the woods randomly exploring places that other people theoretically should not be in. Or the likelihood is slim to none. Because first and foremost if you're ever in the woods generally speaking you should probably be armed in some capacity. Because logic dictates that you should be not for the sake of potentially protecting yourself from a person but very likely from a wild animal. A wild animal that can't be reasoned with and will tear you to shreds given the right reasons. And for an animal the right reasons might be the fact that you're in their territory.

The problem isn't men. It's this feminist push to make all men out like their predatory monsters when they're not. If you compared the amount of actually violent Men to the amount of men in the world ended the same with women you would see some very very interesting statistics. And you'd find that women are typically as violent as men they're just better at hiding it. But I don't care to talk about stuff like that because I would rather view people as just people. Sadly this is just an extension of teach men not to rape. Which is a concept idea that very much frequently ignores the fact that not only are women capable of rape but they actually rape at the same rates as men do but legally in most countries women sexually assaulting anyone regardless of using an object or otherwise is not considered rape. And the reason that the rates statistic-wise can't be tracked properly is because one again legally in most situations women can't be guilty of rape. And two most women who are raped by women never come forward about it and the law does not consider it rape either. Which means that there is a huge amount of statistics missing in regards to that stuff. Anyways I'm going to stop ranting and rambling because otherwise I'll be at it all day.

Fact of the matter is you have trust issues that's just it. You've been told for your entire life men scary which means you've also been told to trust every single woman you come across by default. Because "they are women".

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black-is-beautiful18 · 3 years ago

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I'm half black and I have a question. I've grown up in a white family so I don't know much about black culture (which is why I followed your blog because I'm interested in learning about that half of me I wasn't raised around and the problems we face. Especially since my white family members are naive and I feel like I'm facing a scary world alone in a way since no one in my family has had to face the things I may have to once I'm an adult. And don't think those problems are still around) I'm wondering if I can use AAVE? I did learn it from the internet (I remember a few phrases that my friends from a very very long time ago used around me, though. But they dropped out of my vocabulary when I got older.) I tend to use it whenever it feels convenient rather than in a joking or mocking way mostly. (like saying y'all or ain't) I also use yo a lot when I'm excited or to say hi and use bruh when I'm feeling like "what the heck?" or like that gif of the white guy blinking. I don't use habitual things or a blaccent though. I've mostly just picked up on words rather than phrases.

Other times I use it to quote memes. (memes like "My day be so fine then boom [insert upsetting event]")

Since I learned these from the internet and haven't actually been around many black people, can I still use them? I mean, I do have bright skin that's midway dark and light(I hope that description makes sense) and black curly kinky hair and other features of black people. So I don't think I'd be appropriating it. But as a half black half white person, and I guess a culturally white person, am I actually part of the demographic that can use AAVE?

We as Black ppl have many different looks and experiences, especially those of us that are mixed. Honestly, as long as you are being respectful I see no problem. If you’d like to learn more just make sure you use reliable sources. Urban Dictionary is a hot mess so do not use it. I’d also recommend watching YouTube videos and just taking in different things about our culture. It can be fashion or even cooking. Only if you want to tho. That is apart of you and you have every right to learn about it.

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thefreakydeaky · 4 years ago

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"Another?" Simon made to pour you a shot of rum.

You covered your glass and shook your head.

Dwight's hand landed heavy on your shoulder.

"Come on, Y/l/n. You gotta be able to hold your liquor if ya wanna run with this crowd." His thin lips were pulled up in an uncharacteristic smile.

You chuckled lightly and held your cup out to Simon.

"I get the feeling, I'm being tested."

Simon only smirked.

"Well y'all sons of bitches are in for a surprise. My blood used to be 90 proof."

Dwight snickered.

You couldn't help but turn your gaze in the direction of the man who's approval you needed the most.

Negan watched on, not the barest hint of a smile on his lips. You sat up straight as you held up your glass.

You gave Negan a nod of respect, "To the good health and prosperity of El rey del sur, Our King of The South."

His dark eyes narrowed at your words.

The men around you remained half frozen, unsure how the enigmatic man would take your speech.

The corner of his mouth twitched. It was the closest you'd ever gotten to a smile from him. He nodded and the celebration resumed.

Your eyes followed the movement of his body as he stretched out his long legs, crossing them at the ankle.

There was only one thing Negan had that you truly envied, the luxury of being his authentic self.

Hazel eyes glared right at you. You looked away.

As the night wore on, the saviors began to trickle out of Negan's sitting room and into the adjacent rooms with some of the wives.

Crude sounds and lusty moans pervaded the air.

And then there were three. You thought sharing an awkward laugh with Dwight.

"Welp," He said standing. "It's getting late. I better turn in."

Your gaze strayed to Negan and found that somehow you were only the width of a sofa cushion away from him.

Your shoulders tensed.

His olive and honey eyes met yours, a dare in their depths.

"I'll walk you." You offered to Dwight and started to stand.

You swayed and would have lost your balance if Negan's hands hadn't suddenly been there to steady you.

"He can walk himself. Can't you, D?" His husky voice interrupted. His hands on your hips eased you back into your seat.

"Uh, Yeah. Thanks, Y/l/n, but I'm good."

You frowned, but didn't protest.

"Night." Dwight said again and left you alone with Negan.

Although he was no longer touching you, you could feel him staring.

You uncrossed and recrossed your arms over your chest.

"You are so tense right now, I bet if I stuck a lump of coal up your ass, I'd have a big fucking diamond by sunrise."

"What're you gettin into the jewelry business?" You huffed.

"Your little comedy act might work on my saviors, but it ain't getting you anywhere with me. So you might as well cut that shit out."

Your mouth opened in surprise.

"Why the fuck do you try so hard? What do you get out of being a fucking clown?"

You pursed your lips.

"I want to be liked."

Negan snorted in derision. "Being liked is of absofuckinglutely no value."

"Well, it was valuable enough to get you to the top." You replied morosely.

"Are you serious? You mean to tell me that after everything you've fucking seen, you think being liked is what got me this gig?"

You couldn't bring yourself to look at him.

"From what I've seen, it's a balance. You are feared, because you aren't afraid to get violent." You fixed your eyes on the empty glasses scattered across the coffee table.

"You are respected because you take the responsibility of protecting the weak. You charm people with your joking and teasing."

Negan scoffed.

"Not everyone can be naturally attractive and charming. Respect, I can earn by doing my share and having their backs when we're out there doing pick ups. Will they fear me? Probably not, but I am smart and I know how to be funny. God willing making people laugh will make me well liked enough to bring me opportunity."

He became quiet.

You groaned internally.

Had you been too honest?

"Opportunity for what?" He gazed at you intently.

"Opportunity for advancement of course." You said evenly.

“Are you fucking flirting with me?”

Your eyes widened.

" You are aren't ya? You're fuckin flirting with me." He grinned.

"I was just being honest with you. How is that flirting?"

Negan smirked.

"Well let me fuckin see here, you called me naturally charming and attractive. Add to that the many times I have caught you eyefucking me."

Your face became hot with embarrassment.

"Unless you're looking to challenge my leadership, the only opportunity you've got is filling the recently vacant position of wife number seven."

You looked over your shoulder at the door and cursed yourself for letting Dwight leave without you.

Negan stretched his arm over the back of the couch and leaned in close.

Your pulse quickened.

"Look at me." He commanded.

You wondered not for the first time, why his husky voice had such an effect on you.

Regardless of what he was saying, the sound of him always made you think of sex. It also made you want to do everything he asked.

You turned toward him, slowly.

Negan cupped the side of your face, stroking your cheekbone lightly.

You gasped at the unexpected gentleness of his touch.

He leaned in. You felt his warm breath on your skin. He smelled like a combination of aftershave, sweat, and the whisky he'd been drinking. Unfortunately for you, you found the scent alluring.

He tipped your face up toward his.

You half wondered if you had passed out on the sofa. Perhaps this was a bizarre alcohol induced wet dream.

He licked his lips.

You swallowed nervously. He seemed like he kissed well. You hadn't been kissed in such a long time. You worried that you had forgotten how-

"You implied it."

"I-what?"

"Your reaction to me invading your personal space is proof that you meant it."

Your gaze slid from his olive and honey eyes to his lips and back again.

"You find me attractive and charming."

You could see by the smug smile already forming on his ruggedly handsome face that he wasn't going to let you live this down.

This could not stand. You made the first counter move you could think of. You slapped him.

Negan's eyes widened in surprise as your palm hit his cheek.

"ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod I'm so sorry!" You covered your mouth with your hands.

A smile that was as dazzling as it was dangerous spread on his face.

Your breathing excelerated at the thought of what he might do to you as punishment.

Your mind flipped through the horrors you had witnessed at his hands, the iron, the smell of burnt hair and burnt flesh, His fists pounding relentlessly into a guys face, the sharp smell of blood, lucille coming down on some poor sonofabitch's skull, making it rain skull fragments, blood, and brains.

"I am going to make you pay." His tone was filled with promise as he yanked you to him by the collar of your jean jacket.

Your hands went to his shoulders with the intent of pushing him away.

Negan was on you in a heartbeat stealing your next breath with a brutal kiss.

He left you no choice but to mold your mouth to his. He slipped his tongue into your mouth and found yours.

You attempted to take control of the embrace.

He nipped at your lower lip in warning. His tongue delved once more tangling with yours in a battle for dominance.

You refused to submit.

His fingers hooked their way into your belt loops. Strong hands pulled you by the waist, propelling you forward, effectively forcing you to straddle the erection straining against his pants.

Your hips ground against his. He sucked at your lower lip and rocked up against the apex of your thighs.

Your breath hitched.

"I knew you were into me."

You turned your head to prevent him from kissing you again and rolled your hips.

He groaned.

"I am not into you."

Negan held onto your hips, threw his head back and laughed.

"Well I'll be damned. You finally said something funny."

He ran his hands over your ass, kneading your ample cheeks.

"I think we should fuck. Are you interested in the full experience or are you gonna settle for just a taste?"

"I wish you would stop saying shit like that. It makes my pussy go dry."

His jaw clenched in annoyance.

"You are a much better listener than I thought you were."

Rather than fly into an angry rant riddled with 'fuckyous' his hand shot out, pressing at your throat.

"Why is it you think you can get away with saying whatever you fucking want?" His fingers applied pressure to the side of your neck.

Your pussy clenched, dampening your panties in anticipation.

"Answer me." He demanded, pressing harder still.

A dulcet moan passed through your lips.

Negan's eyes narrowed.

He brought his other hand up to encircle your neck and squeezed experimentally.

You couldn't help the needy whine you emitted. The tension in your shoulders began to melt away as his thumb stroked along the curve of your neck.

"Ho-o-ly shit, You're really fucked up aren't ya?"

"You have no fucking idea." You purred.

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trashno0dle · 4 years ago

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I swear it's the last time I promote this here.

But I published another chapter and well-

It'd be really cool if y'all read it 😳

So last time, I won't annoy my followers everytime I promote this here skshskshs

Shatter Me || A Dream SMP AU

Summary - When Wilbur made Tubbo his vice-president Tommy felt nothing but rage. He soon came to terms with the fact that his best friend was Wilbur's right hand man instead - but that was okay. He didn't mind that, not anymore. After being banished from L'Manberg when Schlatt wins the election Tommy has a hard time fitting in with his family. Because, what is he even there for? He's breaking and he can feel it. Schlatt notices this and decides to use Tommy's loyalty to his brothers against him, offering Tommy a place in his cabinet in Manberg.

But the past isn't what it seems, and long buried secrets are about to be revealed.

Expert from Chapter 13 - “The Meeting”

“Can't I just say hi to my favourite president?” Dream asked, Schlatt didn't know if he was grinning or not under the mask but judging by the tone of his voice he most likely was.

Schlatt's gaze hardened, “what do you want Dream?” He asked, “I thought you were helping those Pogtopian assholes?”

“You know I'd rather not choose sides here. I was just wondering why Tommy was just walking around Manberg with Quackity.” Dream said cooly. Schlatt froze, the way he said Tommy's name. There was something about his voice that he just didn't like. He'd heard all about Dream and Tommy's war - that they weren't exactly on the best terms. But the way Dream spoke about him. It didn't feel right. An odd protective feeling rose in his chest as he turned back to glare at Dream.

“Tommy joined Manberg because I offered him to.” Schlatt replied, his voice hard. Dream noticed this and he shifted closer.

“Are you sure you can trust him? This is Tommy we're talking about.” Dream whispered. Schlatt regarded him carefully.

“With time I believe I can.”

“Letting him in could mess everything up, are you seriously willing to lose all this because you slipped up and invited him here?”

“Lets just cut the fucking bullshit already,” Schlatt snarled, “you can manipulate the shit out of the others but you can't fool me. Like I said, Tommy accepted my offer to come here by his own accord. That's it.”

Dream held up his hands innocently, “I wasn't trying anything Mr. President. I was just wondering if you really made the right decision. You know how loyal Tommy is to Wilbur.”

“Y'know Dream I'd say this was a lovely chat we just had but I can't lie to you. If that's all you came to say I'd appreciate it if you could leave, if you hadn't noticed I'm sort of busy right now.” He signalled to the piles of paperwork in front of him, not even bothering to hide his annoyance.

“That's fair. You seem to have a lot of faith that Tommy won't disappoint you. Maybe one day we could all meet up and just talk.” Dream offered.

Just like before the same feeling rose in Schlatt's chest, there was just something in the way Dream said Tommy's name. He knew full well that Dream practically despised Tommy. After all, Tommy was the one who had sealed their independence by giving Dream his most prized possessions. What else did Dream want from him? Schlatt, confused as to why, just knew he shouldn't let Dream be alone with Tommy. Ender, what was wrong with him? He wasn't supposed to suddenly care for the kid, he didn't care for him. Then why…

He sighed, “maybe, who knows.” Was all he allowed himself to say.

“I could even help keep a very close eye on him to make sure he doesn't try anything that could possibly disrupt the peace in Manberg.”

#mcyt #dream smp #mcyt fanfiction #dream smp fanfiction #jschlatt #schlatt #tommyinnit #dreamwastaken #wilbur soot #quackity #tubbo #technoblade

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cruelfeline · 1 year ago

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I can see this being the case! Though... if it is, then that makes his creation/programming even more disturbing.

See like, to me, what he experiences can be divided into two separate things that don't necessarily have to accompany one another. They do in us, and in other similar animals, but they don't have to if one was creating a living thing and wanted to separate them.

There's the detection and identification of noxious stimuli, and then there's suffering, AKA pain.

You can have the former without the latter, and I feel like the former is absolutely vital for a standalone, self-sufficient war machine. Cuff would need to know if he was being damaged in any way. He'd need to know if he was getting smacked, or melted, or frozen, or electrified, or whatever.

This is especially true because he appears to fight alone: as far as I can tell, when he last attacked Athia by way of Visoria, no one was with him. There's no one to look him over after a fight, for example, and identify any damage done to his body. There's no one to tell him how many little birds have been vaporized. There's certainly no one there to repair him.

So he needs to know if he's being damaged, both during a fight and after. Otherwise, I doubt he'd last long. People who are unable to tell if their bodies are being damaged (individuals, say, with mutations that don't allow for the sensation of noxious or heat stimuli) tend to not do well unless compensatory measures are taken. And I doubt Rheddah would want its weapon to fail because said weapon couldn't tell when it was getting beat up.

So yeah: the ability to sense noxious stimuli is something I'd think would be vital for Cuff to have... but pain? The actual ability to suffer from those stimuli? That, I'd agree, is superfluous for a weapon. Problematic, even, as it could distract from desired action and result in potential failure.

Pain, in the sense of suffering, is at least partially psychosomatic for all of us. It's why some people and animals have very high pain tolerances while others do not. It's what makes the experience of pain unique to the individual. Generally speaking, everyone senses the noxious stimuli, but not everyone experiences them the same way. Everyone's pain experience is different.

And that begs the question: why give Cuff a pain experience at all? Why make a weapon that can suffer, rather than just take an unfeeling self-inventory and act accordingly? Because I do think he suffers in some of these dialogues; he's not just cataloging damage and reacting, he's legitimately hurting.

It seems like an odd thing to do, to make a weapon that can hurt like a person can. And the reason for it is anyone's guess. We know he's at least partially composed of human souls; that may be a factor. Perhaps it's as y'all headcanon, and there was a human that was used as a foundation for Cuff's creation. Perhaps the Rheddig and that unnamed higher power are just weirdo sadists; who knows!

All that said, I suppose I interpret it as a mix. The actual experience of suffering forms in the mind, but I feel like the extent of it would be informed by some sort of sense-based understanding of how much damage has been done, beyond visual assessment. Which... I guess is sort of how it works for us organics, isn't it?

I just wonder why Cuff seems able to go that extra emotional step. Why in the world would anyone make a weapon that can suffer?

happy monday today is going to suck

“What’s the matter, little Tanta?” he drawled. “Isn’t this what you wanted?”

As soon as she could breathe again, Frey shoved to her feet and rushed him, banking on having the element of surprise. It was a poor bet. Susurrus, with all the ease of a cat playing with its dinner, batted her aside. She felt a rib crack on impact; by the hiss he made under his breath, he had felt it too.

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dixonious · 6 years ago

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arrowheads | a twd fanfic

Summary: Y/N and Sophia have breakfast, while doing so Y/N askes about Sophia's aloneness when she found her.

Warning: some language and possible grammatical errors.

ONWARD AND YONWARD!!

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Chapter [4]: Burning Squirrels and Talking Shop

Narrator's POV.

To Y/N's suprise, no danger had found them that night. It was quiet, other than the crickets and cicadas that hummed in the darkness.

It was deemed "safe" for that night, yeah, but Y/N wouldn't want to try her luck being under tree than in one again.

Now, just a couple of hours before the sun rose, Y/N watched as the little blonde started to stir in her spot against the tree. She was only sitting a few feet away from her as she figure it'd be nice for the little girl to wake up to breakfast. Squirrel.

"Mhn." A quiet groan escaped Sophia's lips. Her eyes shot open, and she began to look around frantically.

Y/N quickly took action, "hey, hey." Y/N said rushed over towards Sophia, putting her knife she used to poke at the squirrel in it's holster. "It's alright, you're alright." She said once she reached Sophia, trying to make eye contact with the girl as her eyes bounced all over the place.

Finally catching the girl's eyes, Y/N nodded at her in reassurance. "You're okay." Sophia nodded back, getting that she was okay.

Y/N smiled softly, "I'm making squirrel. Figured we could eat and talk about getting you back to whoever you were with, yeah."

Sophia stared at Y/N for q long minute before looking over her shoulder and pointing.

Y/N frowned and gave a head tilt before following Sophia's gaze, her jaw nearly hitting the ground as she caught sight of the problem.

Squirrels catching flame.

"Shit!" Y/N exclaimed as she rushed over to their meal. She quickly grabbed the shirt she had as an oven mitt and she picked up the stick that was holding the squirrels.

She held it up and blew as hard as she could at it.

For Sophia, this was pretty amusing. She sat straight up, letting the blanket fall from under her chin. She watched as her rescuer struggled to get the flame out.

Y/N continue to blow and blow, and eventually the flame distinguished.

"Phew!" Y/N let out a breathe of air. "I'd say this is just about perfectly done." She said with confidence. "Or. It's just about perfectly overcooked." Y/N let out a chuckled sigh,

"this is why I shouldn't be allowed to cooked." Y/N whispered to herself.

Y/N's head snapped over to where a giggled came from her left side, "so you think this is funny, huh?" The h/c archer said with amusement in her tone.

Sophia continued to giggled as she nodded her.

Y/N snorted, "yeah, yeah, laugh it up." She said as she put out the fire and placed the squirrels back onto the makeshift rack.

"Come on, we'll let these cool a bit and then we can eat up."

Sophia took herself and the blanket over to where Y/N sat, sitting crisscross applesause on the opposite side of her. And to Y/N's suprise, the little blonde spoke.

"Do you always burn your food?" Sophia asked, laughter in her voice, along with curiosity.

"Pfft! No. No way! I'mma good cook." Y/N denied.

Sophia raised an eyebrow at her.

"Okay, fine. I do. But not always. Just sometimes."

Sophia giggled again, and Y/N couldn't help but smile.

"Messing up food has nearly always been with me." Y/N explained as she twirled a twig into the dirt. "I can cook, I swear. I just, at times, forget about the food that I'm cooking and it may or may not burn."

"It does burn." Sophia said in laughter.

"Yeah." Y/N chuckled.

A couple of minutes passed. Those minutes spent in silence, and munching on their squirrels. Y/N took the more burnt one, while Sophia took the less burnt one. And honestly, to Y/N, her burnt squirrel wasn't that bad. She finished it up rather quickly with having barely ate the day before.

When she was done, she went into her pack and count the bottles of water that were there. Four. Four water bottles. The Georgia heat would make a person want to drown them all right then and there. But they'd have to make this work until she could find a new source of water.

Y/N reached and pulled out one, she screwed the cap off and drank a little less than half. She passed the rest to Sophia, who gratefully accepted it.

She finished up the rest of her squirrel and took to pretty small gulps of the water.

Sophia reached the bottle back out toward Y/N. "No, no. It's cool. You drink it." Y/N said.

Sophia looked reluctant to, but she took another swallow, reaching the bottle back to Y/N again.

"We should save it." She said softly.

"Kid, just drink it." Y/N said with a slight chuckle.

"Mhn-mhn." The little blonde shook her head.

The archer sigh, taking the bottle from the little girl. She screwed the cap back on and placed it back into her bag.

"Little Blue. The last time you saw your people or whoever. They were alive right?" Y/N asked as she closed her bag back up, hoping she would get an answer.

"Yes." Sophia responded.

"Okay. I wanna help you find 'em." I said, waiting for a response.

There was a long silence before she decided to reply, "I was with my mom. And a brunch of other people, friends. We were coming from this really big..doctor place."

"The CDC?" Y/N asked.

"Yeah, yeah that's it." Sophia exclaimed.

"Was that were y'all last were?"

"No." Sophia said sadly. "I think the doctor that was there..I think he was crazy. We wanted to leave but he locked us inside. I didn't really understand what was going on. There were a lot a big words used. But, I remember him saying something about the air going to set on fire."

Sophia watched as Y/N's face scrunched up in horror, "we all got out. Well, except our friend Jacqui. She didn't. I remember us running to the cars and we got down and the place exploded." The little girl said, sadness in her voice.

"We were on going somewhere else, but we got to this highway and cars blocked our way and a lot of the monsters came, we hid under the cars. I thought that they were all gone, but they weren't. I got up, and two of them chased me."

"That's how you got lost." Y/N said in understanding.

Sophia nodded, sadly as she looked at the ground.

"I'm sorry. And I'm sorry about your friend Jacqui, too." Y/N said sincerely.

"Me too." The little blonde whispered.

Y/N thought over everything that Sophia had just told her. She knew about the CDC. About how they were looking for a cure for all this shit. They. Yet there was just him? One doctor?

Maybe the others had died. But they should've been safe inside there, right? Y/N was pretty sure they were heavy on lock down. It was a facility after all.

That one doctor was still there and then he stayed even with knowing the place would blow. And so did that Jaqui lady. They knew what was going to happen. They knew their fate if they stayed.

There were times were Y/N just wanted to quit. To give up, even before all this. But, she could never actually see herself giving up. She was determined to stay alive, to beat this. Determined was practically Y/N's middle name.

"Do you know where the highway is, Sophia?" Y/N asked.

"No." She answered. "I just remember, mostly going straight towards it from the CDC. And that there were a lot of cars there."

Y/N frowned in thought. If this was the same highway that she was thinking of, then she knew were it was. Hell, she had gotten just about half of her supplies from there.

"I think I know where it is." Y/N said.

Sophia's head shot up immediately, "you do?" She asked.

"Yeah," Y/N said, surely. "I came across is it, a week or so ago. But, we're not that far from it." Y/N answered.

Sophia frowned in confusion.

"Yes, just about a week ago I was there. But I didn't exactly leave the area. It's only about less than a 2 day's walk." The archer explained. "Do you know how long were you out here before I found you, Sophia?"

The little girl looked up in wonder. "It got dark 2 times, so 2 days? I think." She said.

"Holy sh-crap." Y/N said, catching herself, Sophia smiled a bit.

"Sorry." Y/N chuckled, catching the girl's smile. "You've just been out here all by yourself for a long while."

"I stayed the first night in a small cabin in a closet."

Y/N frowned, "why didn't you stay there?"

"I heard a monster. I got scared and I ran."

Y/N nodded. That was understandable for someone her age and size.

"I'm gonna getcha back to your people, Kid. To your mom." Y/N said determinedly as she stood from her spot on the ground, she grabbed her bookbag from the ground, Sophia took this as sign of leaving so she reached the blanket she had wrapped around her out towards Y/N.

"We'll backtrack to where I found you. You think you can remember which way you came from there?" Y/N asked as she started to pack everything up.

"I think so." Sophia said in a tiny voice.

"Alright. It's no big, if you can't. I'm no pro, but I'm a pretty good tracker. If nothing messed up your path, we're good." Y/N stated.

"Okay." Said Sophia, as she reached for her doll and stood.

After packing everything up, and placing everything where it went on her, compound bow in hand, Y/N knelt down to Sophia's height.

"Listen, Little Blue. Those idiot living-nonliving things usually don't go to deep into the woods, but that doesn't mean they can't." Y/N explained carefully.

"If we come across them you gotta promise me you won't run. If you do, you might get lost again, and maybe I won't be able to find you. I'm not gonna let anything happen to you. But you can't run. Okay?"

Sophia took in every word the woman had said to her. She understood. But she wasn't sure if she could not run. But she'd try.

"Okay. I understand." She said, with just as much determination in her voice as Y/N had just moments ago.

"Good. So, let's do this." The archer said, as she stood full height, reaching her hand out to Sophia, who accepted with no hesitation.

Together, the two set out on their journey.

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