#MY GOD THEESE BOOKS

[little-paper-ghost-child]

Nobody can stop me now that I’ve read trc and aftg

I crave found family like it’s my only source of sustenance

The silly’s

I would describe this book a silly and goofy(intense traumatic experiences for everyone) and very fun to read(sometimes I was kicking my feet ing giggling and sometimes I had to legit get up spin in circles stomp on the ground and think about how much a want to punch some of the people in this book)

Fyoftdicigxjxtidriridti guys the brainrot was literally going so hard it was actually painful I had to start writing silly (upsetting and sad) stories about my ocs to stop thinking about the foxes (and all of the other prominent not fox characters)

[bohemiansweede]

May is here

May is here

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Fanfic

Pairing Brian May Reader

Warnings Smut 🔞 unprotected sex

A/N Please like and reblog or if you want leave a comment

Thank You

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It was a really long time ago since you were this nervous

For God's sake.., get a grip..

It is just a date

First time you saw him, was in University, in the cafeteria, he stood and talked with other long haired guys...his hair..you blushed omg it was so beautiful..

Like a dark cloud of curls..

You took another blouse out from he wardrobe.. hung it back in again .. his eyes..it was hard to describe what colour they had..but sigh..

Hmmm.. Maybe a dress.. Yes.. The navyblue one, you nodded for yourself and came to think of his smile, when he asked you out that day under the tree, you blushed again..added more lipgloss

...ohh..his fingers..the way you saw him play on his guitar.. immediately your thighs clenched together and you let out a little whimper..

Shit he is soon here

You looked yourself in the mirror for the final result and you smiled maybe it was tonight...maybe a kiss

You sipped a little on your wine and walked nervously back and forth in your tiny apartment

You stopped by one of windows and looked out, it was a beautiful evening, he said he had booked a table for the two of you after the movie

You started to get anxious

..what if he didn't like you the way you liked him..if you had misread the looks

..maybe he wants to be just a friend

You had dated guys before of course, but never really had a boyfriend, this Brian had something else..

He lit a fire inside of you, like no other guy had

The street below was almost empty..but suddenly a tall man appeared

Shit...he is here

You almost tripped over yourself

One more quick glimpse in the mirror.. Ok.. Cannot add more here

Adjusted just a little in your cleavage

*DOORBELL*

- Shit

Bouncing out in the hallway and opens the door

- Hi

- Evening Y/N... wow.. You look..

Behind the bouquet of red roses you see his sparkling eyes...

Well he can't really hide his hair

He hands over the flowers and smiles gently

You blushed and looked down

- Oh.. Thank you so much Brian, they are lovely.. I better put theese in water

You turn around and make your way out in the kitchen, you can feel his burning looks on you

Was it wrong to wear this short dress?

Damn he looked so good..

A black suite with a white shirt under..

Not buttoned all the way up

You placed the beautiful flowers in a vase and headed out to him again

He stood leaning against the wall.

You bent down a little to grab your shoes

The warmth from his body could only mean one thing..he stood right behind you

His one hand followed the side of your body

- You look absolutely ravishing..

You swallowed hard

His other hand touched your thigh

You let out a whimper

His crotch pressed against your ass and his grip around you tightened

With his strong hands he maked you stand up and you felt that he was hard

He kissed your skin just below your ear, your whole body catched fire

A growling sound slipped from his lips and he swirled you around, pinned you on the wall

- I have wanted you for some time now.. He bit his lip and his eyes looks at you up and down and stoppes at your lips

You look up at him and felt your throat was dry

He crashes his lips on yours

And with a moan you open up your mouth to him

His tounge teases yours

- Mmmmm

- Uhhhmmm

His hands pushes up your dress

Kisses your neck, presses his cock onto your body, there is no mistake that he wants you

He continues to kiss down your heaving breasts, bites a little on your nipples through the dress

You look down on him, he kneels below you and pulls your underwear down, you spread your legs a bit and feel his lips closes around your clit

He sucks on it while his tounge flicks around fast

He pushes up two long fingers inside you, bends them a little and starts to pump them in and out of you

There is a obscene slick sound from your pussy and you feel him smirk

You grab his curls and pulls him even closer

- Ohhh God.. Ohhh yes.. Don't stop

The walls inside you are tightening up and he pumps his fingers even faster

You clench your thighs around his head

- Ahhh... Ahhhh Brian... I.. Ohhhh... I'm coming

And you did, he continued to pump a little until you were done

He pulls out his fingers and licks them clean

Licks around your pussy, makes sure that he gets all of your sweet nectar

He stands up in front of you and kisses you deeply

You can taste you from his lips

- Mmmmm... You tasted delicious sweetheart

Kisses you again and you can hear his zipper go down

He looks at you and you want only him.. Just there.. Now

He lifts you up on his arms and press your back on the wall

You nod that you are ready

You feel his tip in your opening

Slightly pushing in

And with a growl he is fully inside

He started to fuck you fast and deep

You tried to find something to hold on to, instead you wrapped both arms and legs around him and felt his long erected cock slid in and out of your pussy

- Ahhhhh you moan in his neck.. More...

- More?

He snaps his hips faster and faster and you feel you are soon close again

- Ohhh B... Ohhh

- I'm coming... Fuck I'm coming

He thrusted a few more times before he emptied himself inside you, your wall soon contracted and squeezed out the last drops he had

- Omg..

You both breathed fast and he kept holding you when he put your feets down on the floor again

- Wow Y/N... It... I...

No one of you found words..

You let out a little giggle and soon you both were laughing

He kissed you again and placed a piece of hair behind your ear

- I guess we missed the movie... Shall we...order a pizza and date here instead?

- Sounds like a great idea

You snuggle a little in his hair..

This was the best date ever, and it had not even started

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[iam-kenough]

Will  you ever notice me? Arthur Morgan x Original Female Character

Summary:  During they wandering in deep snowstorm, man from  van  der Linde gang found odd looking girl and Dutch decides to take her  to  camp to see if she can be any use, leading life of outlaw with  them.  Quickly, new girl develops feelings towards Arthur, but he sees  her just  as a kid...and she won't take that! It's an original character  story  that starts in the place where Arthur, Dutch and Micah were  supposed to  first meet with Sadie. Instead she's already with them.  

Authors notes: This one contains sex scenes so I need to mark it here as it’s a big piece of chapter. It’s another chapter and you  can find the rest of chapter on my blog if you want to read more of my  fanfiction. I decided to post all parts I have at once so the fic could  catch more attention. Word count: 3258 Chapter 8 They seemed to drift apart. Arthur was afraid of hurting Iris even more and she was afraid of him talking to her. She just knew she's gonna hear things she didn't wanna hear from him. It just wasn't the best theese day. Things became even worse when Arthur wasn't back after one of gang's jump. From what Iris understand, O'Driscolls had to do something with it again. But it wasn't the problem since everyone claimed Arthur was with them back then. She was beating herself for not going with them to keep everyone, specifically one special one, safe. - He's missing, Dutch, how could you lose a human being?! He's not a pair of keys? - Iris was impatient with man. Despite all bad that happened between Arthur and her, she was worried. It wasn't about her pride anymore, man was missing from her and everyone else's life. - It wasn't my intention, we had a plan- - Dutch - she cut in with voice colder than snow lying in mountains - I respect you, a lot but - she took sharp breath - your plans are shit and since we've met each other everyone around thinks you are crrrazy~! They said you lost in in Blackwater and I have every right to believe it. - Why? - he asked briefly, smoking a ciggar. - Friendly reminder, you lost a man! Are you even listening to me? - It's hard not to, woman. - Dutch van der Linde, you won't disrespect me this way. It's not even fact you lost a man in action like he was a pair of gloves, he's the best you have. No one shots like him, no one hunts like him and no one is loyal to you like him! - You do and you do and you probably aren't, that's true. - It sounds like you are exchanging man who's considered your son for some random lass, and that's me. -I just try to be reasonable - he dragged from cigarette again - What I am supposed to do, fight Colm O'Driscoll with his whole gang and search for him? - I would! I just can't fight properly - she groaned, falling on a trunk in Dutch's tent. Without asking Iris grabbed pack of cigarettes and light one of them up. Dutch raised his brows. - Since when you are a smoker? - Since I'm pissed off, sitting there, useless just like Uncle. He couldn't help but chuckle. - Lumbago, my ass - she said - when I sit on my own and read everyone loses their shit. "Do this, do that, you and Arthur can do anything". - Feeling a little bit like you need to talk to someone and it happened to be me. - Feeling like you gonna piss me off, even more, Dutch - she put strong accent on his name. - That's Arthur's job now I suppose. - And what was that supposed to mean? - her face showed signs of being offended, deep line between her brows. - I just thought I showed you clearly my interest in you. And then you disappeared and got back again with him and he's looking at you funny since then. - Interest in me? Dutch, didn't you mistake me for some other girl? And where's Molly anyway? - her finger poked his chest. - I don't know and I don't feel like I should. - Ouchie. Wonder when I would be in her place. - Huh? - Just saying you don't do the best advertisement for yourself. And by the way, I know nothing about you being interested in me.   - Oh, but I am and I would be still if you would consider it...- his eyes lingered a little bit too long on Iris's lips. - Ew! Arthur's missing and I'm not gonna have any funny business with you, because we need to search for him! That's when she heard gasp of Mrs Grimshaw coming from back of the camp. She wasn't careless, she grabbed a gun and left the tent looking around quickly. Dutch followed her. On the ground, covered in mud, dust and sunburns lied Arthur and he's horse was nibbling on his hair. - Oh my fuckin' God - she whispered away looking down on man. Dutch whisteled. She punched him in the stomach right away. Then Arthur, barely alive looked up to them and passed out. It wasn't like she didn't hold the grudge against Arthur Morgan, thinking over and over about his journal, his words and actions. Iris felt guilty for one another reason. She bashed herself for not being straight forward right away with Arthur. Now it seemed reasonable since she knew his reaction. It was harsh, right, but not the way it could be. She would been turned down but maybe it would let two of them get along better? Anything would be better than this mess now. Arthur was in bad condition. His skin was sunburned, especially on his face, he looked like he hasn't been shaving in his lifetime and he was so weak, he wasn't leaving the bed. He was unconscious and that meant he couldn't drink or eat. Iris's worries grew bigger every day and she was the one to look after him. All he was doing was sleeping and wheezing. His lungs sounded terrible and he was coughing a lot. At first girl was sure it's just because he snores and can't drink properly but one time he coughed out blood. It was dripping down his chin as she froze in terror. She knew what it was. Tuberculosis. When Iris was small, mother looked after her and father was the one she respected and feared. Them two barely talked and Iris was always hiding behind mother's skirt. But her pop liked to drink and one evening he drank too much, he and mom had big fight and he choked her do death because of some random inconvenience. Iris saw it but she was too you and too scared to say anything. Yeah, her daddy liked his whiskey. It wasn't only that he was drinking at home and now he was focused on torturing his son. He sometimes traveled  to nearest saloon and had nasty fights with everyone around. It got so bad, at point, that anywhere around when someone asked about him people knew him and bad reputation made it hard to find any job. He worked only to drink more but sometimes he had good days and have his kids something to eat. She knew Arthur had tuberculosis because her daddy catched it too, beating some other guy up one night. It was terrible, especially because he wasn't on any treatment. At some point when he breathed he sounded like a train. And then he died. Iris was looking at him with terror and sadness and anger and every bad emotion she could feel was there, with her, sticking to her head like mud. She wondered how bad it was with Arthur. The book he gave her that night told her things that lifted up her mood a little. She needed to search for herbs, buy them and pray that it wasn't too late for him. But she was stressed, she knew that this jump with gang, being a hostage, almost dying and being sunburned wasn't exactly perfect when one had TB. Arthur wasn't eating yet but she had a plan. With medical herbs she made paste, then spoon of it was landing under his tongue and she was waiting for it to melt away. Every evening she was reading this big book with help of faint light that oil lamp was giving and she was coming across numerous ideas she could try out on Arthur to make him healthy man. She decided that if there is any way she could help was buying all the stuff at town he would need to recover. She even bought himself tea which was extremely expensive for some reason but after making herself cup of it and adding honey to that Iris knew how good that idea was, as honey soothed her throat. Perfect, she's sure he'll love it once he will be better enough to drink. Her head tilted slightly to the side as she's fallen asleep on chair next to Arthur's bed. Warm but weak light was supposed to keep her awake but it wasn't possible. Lately she tried not to sleep at all just to watch him sleep. He was wheezing less already but looking at his throat Iris knew the road is gonna be long and bumpy. It made her feel better when she finally could do something for him for saving her that one, feral night. She was dreaming about him and corners of her lips were twitching as she tried to smile. Arthur woke up and grunted. Pain in his head was unbearable and he felt like he was starving. In addition, skin on his face felt like it was on fire and every part of his body cried out in pain as he tried to got up. He noticed her after a moment, sitting on a chair burried deeply in her sleep. He blinked few times. All he could remember was dying so he had to die. There's no other way she would be there, looking after him after all what happened and that she would resign of comfortable bed to sleep right next to him. It was heaven and this angel with golden halo was guarding him. He coughed and it was weird feeling. He was diagnosed with TB but was brushing it off for some time. When he was drowning after his ship sank, Arthur understood how deeply fucked up he was. But his chest felt different now and he wasn't seeing blood on his lips or hands. He had to die, there is no other way to get better for him. Iris wriggled in her chair, waking up and touching her neck with visible pain and Arthur was sure he heard bones cracking as she straighten up. He couldn't help but look at her, as her sleepy eyes were glimmering and she rose them to meet with his pupils. - You woke up! - she got up immediately, visible startled. She blushed and didn't know why. Seeing him being better was just so nice and this sudden feeling flooded her stomach with warmth. - Woke up? I can assume that I am dead, no way I would live through all of shit what happened and wake up feeling better. But I can see you there and I'm not sure now, I don't remember angels being in hell. She jumped towards him and hugged man tightly, rubbing her cheek against his honeyblond hair. He woke up. - It was days, I swear. I was already thinking how to feed you if you won't wake up for any much longer. Never do that again, Arthur Morgan. Arthur was surprised. She welcomed himself so nicely, with all the warmth, and now her slender frame tried to cover him. Iris's black hair was tickling his face and she smelled nice, oh so nice, like honey and lilacs. - Is it real? - was all he asked. Iris laughed at it was laugh full of relief and happiness, Arthur would consider it as his favourite sound since now. - Maybe you get more stupid every time something hits you on the head. But that's nothing. Good you are alive - she peppered his cheeks with little kisses and she blushed strongly. - What is all that for? I didn't remember being so cherished last time we saw each other. I just can't believe it, kid. It was true. Iris backed off a little bit but it was only because of embarrassment eating her alive. She was too proud and he was too patient with her. - I'm sorry for all of that... I feel like it doesn't matter anymore. Just because all those crazy things that happened I understand how much I cherish you. Even if you want be friends and only friends. He scratched back of his head. Arthur wouldn't be just friends but he didn't know how to put it in words. She was so young and innocent, looking like porcelain doll and walking into his life like a snowstorm he found her in. At first he felt attacked and put into the corner like wild animal, even though she only confessed to him. After all those years, losing Eliza and then being left by Mary he was afraid to re-learn all those feelings coming with love. For much more than five years he was sharing bed with no one. And when he did it was just some working girl, not a babydoll like her. He felt like a fool when his heart was fluttering in his chest like bird asking to be free when he saw her. With Eliza it was just an accident and he got used to her, wanting to be a decent man. Mary on the other hand didn't know what she wanted. She seemed to come to him only when she really needed and it was more one sided romance that made Arthur believe he doesn't want any of that anymore. And that he didn't deserve love anyway. Iris was waiting for him to respond as she was chewing her lips. Being turned down again wouldn't even hurt now. She was sure she developed mature feelings toward him and she's gonna love him even if she will be his friend considered younger sister. She wanted to tell that doesn't matter anyway and that they can simply talk when he reached his hand to her face and caressed her cheek, rubbing small circles with his calloused thumb. Arthur looked at her like she was Goddes he wanted to praise now. His hands were rough but knot in her stomach tying up right know told her she wouldn't mind them anywhere. She leaned in a little bit, making distance between their faces shorter as she spoke. - I love you - it sounded so calm and good Arthur was sure he could melt away, right here and right now. He was looking at her lips and she bit the lower one, chewing on it. He put a hair strand behind her ear. Should he kiss her? After he stole her first kisses it felt almost like a crime. But he really wanted to do it properly. So he did and as they lips touched Arthur already knew how starved he was. He grabbed her without any thinking, forgetting about any pain and put her on his lap, making her gasp into his parted lips. Iris's didn't mind his smell, or beard scratching her face or that he tasted like blood. It was finally the kiss she wanted to have with him. It was getting rather hot between them. As he was pressing her to his body, Arthur did everything to make sure he touched all of her. She was sitting on him, his hips between her tights and he couldn't stop. First it was just touching all around but places he was interested in. But when two warm and round objects pressed against his naked chest through thin fabric of her blouse he lost it. Arthur made the kiss even more deep and her tongue invited him in. She tasted like honey, too. His thoughts become fuzzy enough to think he would check if her pussy wasn't made of honey when threw her on the bed and climbed on top of her. - W-wait - she gasped, catching air as her round breats were going up and down. Up and down. It was all he could think about it now - I-I have never done that before. Realisation came to him like water from ice-cold bucket. He just tried to mingle with a virgin to fuck her, when he not only looked like shit but smelled similar too. What kind of light he was putting himself into? Arthur panicked suddenly and backed off. He still couldn't help but look at her nipples, piercing thru the blouse. - Y-you are right, I should at least take a bath instead of doing all of that with you now. - All of that? - she asked curiously. She knew how sex worked but she couldn't imagine it. For some reason it made her squeeze her tights together but also caused fear. - Um, you know. Have sex? - he scratched his chin, not knowing where to look. - I don't know how it works. You know I can't even kiss properly - she started playing with her fingers, when wild blush on her cheeks became few shades darker. He wanted to say something but just stuttered. To think about it he couldn't describe things he would do to her even though he exactly knew. He wanted to touch her breasts and feel her skin, to bite her neck, to dive between her tights and watch her moan. - W-will you show me, Arthur? Maybe tomorrow... He gulped. Now perspective of sun coming up and getting a bath was exciting like never before. - Oh I can show you anything you want, sweetheart - he replied in low, husky voice. Arthur felt like an old, ugly fool when he realised how much he needed that. It was enough to make him happy and aroused when it came to her, she was just pecking his cheek and he already was thinking how it would be to see her in his bed. He was starved of love and warmth of woman's body. Then dirty thought came to his mind. - I could show you small bit of it now, if you want. In a way. You don't have to be afraid, it's not what you thinking. - And what exactly it is then? - she stirred in her place. Oh God, he realised, she's horny. - You gonna like it - he whispered into her mouth as he kissed her deeply and slowly. She was shaking beneath him as he slowly peppered her neck with kisses. He stopped when line of blouse told him to. He didn't know what to say next. "I'm gonna pick your skirt up?". Iris made it easier. - S-should I undress? Do you want to see m-my...you know... He couldn't help but nod and gulped. It was some kind of a dream. She got up and undressed, her small arms covering her breasts as she turned around to face him, her cheeks flushed with red. Oh. My. God. It wasn't only she was pretty, it was he never had a girl like it before realising it's something brand new when woman is so pale, delicate and she trembles for him. With surprised he noticed that she's shaved down there. - I know I look w-weird. I'm sorry - she whispered. He cleared his throat getting out of trance. - I can assure you it's not even close to weird - he licked his lips. Before she could say anything more he pushed her on the bed again, getting back to business. He finally could suck on her nipples and feel how skin between her tights felt. And it all was making him feverish. His lips traveled down her stomach and she gasped. - W-what you gonna do, Arthur? - she looked at him, her eyes hazy. Oh he wanted to have her, right now. - You gonna like it, babygirl - he whispered to her ear. It was dirty and hot feeling at the same time. And, God, she liked it a lot. 

[emily-cheshire]

Faith

The motor of the car started. It made a noise, like an old person after keeping quiet for years. Reim turned the key again. Althought, Break had a driver's license, but he only drove himself to places, because he knew that he is not a very responsible driver, and unlike his own, his family's life was important to him, in theese moments he layed in the back of the car, Sharon was sitting next to Reim, gazing out the window, quite pissed with rosy cheeks. Her pale freckles seemed way more gentle like this. Reim was hurryingly trying to get the car to wake up.

"Look, I know we are in a hurry, but, as you see this beast is beyond my will. " Reim pushed up his glasses as Break leaned between the two, trying to get his own car started, which his magic touch did. Reim was blinking as Break quietly layed back onto the two back seats, showing his back to the mirror. "I thought we won't be late" Said Sharon simply as she run her hand through her hair, pulling it back behind her ear, which were also red, althought, it was unknown if she was still red because of her anger, or the fact that Reim was slow like a snail. They were hurrying to Sheryl's birthday, and Rufus repeatedly tried to call them. Sharon's phone notes there were 25 missed calls and 30 text messages, and all of them were lengthy. Reim was out, handing in papers and buying presents for the old lady. Break tried to sleep, because the luckbag spent too much time on his phone with Sharon in the night. Althought Sharon didn't seem to be tired at all, in fact she was way more energetic. It also might just have been the fact that it was her granny's birthday.

She was a beleiver, so Break got her a golden necklace with a cross, Sharon got her books about love, which both of them adored, while Reim bought her bon-bons and a blanket with roses on it.

Break was always amazed and surprised by how much faith the lady had. Lady Sheryl, despite losing her daughter at such a young age, losing her ability to walk, losing her husband, she was still praying for a greater good, to a greater god. Reim knew that she easily felt cold, he was near Rufus, who was near Sheryl, and even if she wasn't there, Rufy kept on speaking about how perfect she was.

Rufus was also a beleiver, surprisingly. He even tried to take Sheryl's hand into a marriage with him, but she turned him down, yet he never lost hope.

Sharon remembered the times, when she, her mother, and her granny would talk about romance novels and how to lure man to love you. She knew there was a book her granny couldn't get, but with the magic of 21th century, she found it online.

As soon as they arrived, Rufus hit Reim with a fan. Sharon usually thought what if she is actually his grandson. They had much in common, except for not liking Break.

While Rufus could really kill him in a bottle of cold water, Sharon would have died for the clown out of love, which he would have been angry about, if he would have known.

But they both used fans, loved fashion and knew a lot.

Sheryl was happy to see the trio, and so she hugged all of them heartfully. She felt warm, and her welcoming words too.

She was surprised by the fact, that Break handed her such a small box, but she was delighted and was very thankfull to what was it containing. He secretly hid one in Rufy's coat, what he didn't notice, so that they can have that matching too.

Again, I have tried my best, but I feel like this is not good enough, but next year, I pretty am sure this will be a routine and I will be able to work on something way more meaningfull.

@i-prefer-the-term-antihero

[queenofcats17]

Submitted by Anon

You don’t have to do theese! Especially if you are overwhelmed! Just food for thought :D -Henry fell to the ground crying. What had he done? How could he have killed his only friend? Now Boris lay in the ink with thoose god awful voices. Thomas picked him up and help him to his chest. While Allison looked on.

-“Absolutely not, die” Sammy said, voice monotone. “You overreact you know that?” Joey replied with a smile.

- “THEESE ARE MY KIDS AND MY RESPONSBILTY AND DONT YOU FORGET IT DREW”

- A lullaby from Hell.

This has been sitting in my drafts for a long time. I’d almost forgotten about them. But, I think it’s about time I got to them.

Henry stood over the corpse of the creature he’d once shared a safehouse with. It would have been easier if Henry hadn’t been able to recognize him. But that thing had still been recognizable as Boris. It still looked like his friend. He almost didn’t notice as Alice charged him, furious at the fact that he’d defeated her creature. She didn’t get far before a sword was stabbed through her chest, but Henry wasn’t paying attention. He felt numb. Boris had been his friend. His only friend in this hellhole. 

“Are you alright?” The woman who’d stabbed Alice asked, stepping forward. She looked like Alice, a more perfect Alice. 

Allison and Tom hadn’t expected to find an untouched human in the studio. They’d heard that someone new had entered, and Alice and the Ink Demon had been particularly active, but they hadn’t thought they’d find something like Henry. Despite being thoroughly covered in ink, Henry still looked perfectly normal. He was still human. 

“Are you alright?” Allison repeated, stepping toward him again. 

“I killed him,” Henry said, almost choking on his words. “He was my best friend and I killed him.” Allison and Tom both looked at the corpse of Brute Boris, both wincing a bit at the sight. It was clear what Alice had done to the poor wolf. 

“I’m sure he didn’t give you much choice.” Tom rumbled.

“Alice obviously did something to him.” Allison agreed. “He wasn’t your friend anymore.”

“He must have been in so much pain.” It was as though he hadn’t even heard them. Henry fell to the ground crying. What had he done? How could he have killed his only friend? Now Boris lay in the ink with those god awful voices. Allison and Tom exchanged a glance. Given Henry’s obvious mourning over Boris, it was clear which one of them should be the one to comfort him. Sighing to himself, Tom picked him up and held him to his chest. Allison looked on, sheathing her sword. 

“It’s gonna be okay.” Tom patted Henry’s back. “You’re gonna be alright.” His attempt was rather awkward, but Henry seemed comforted, sobbing into Tom’s chest. 

“What do we do now?” Tom whispered. 

“Take him to the safehouse, I suppose.” Allison bit her lip. 

“Alright.” Tom looked down at Henry. “Come on then, big guy. Let’s get you back.” Henry continued to sniffle and hiccup as they descended. Allison was honestly rather worried about the man. Neither she nor Tom knew who this man was but he was obviously not okay. Although, none of them were okay. Not really. 

“Who are you?” Allison asked when they reached the safe house. Henry had been placed on one of their cots, still clinging desperately to Tom.

“M-My name’s Henry. Henry Stein.” Henry replied. 

“Henry Stein?” Immediately, Tom tensed. “As in, Joey’s old partner?” Henry nodded, sniffling loudly and wiping his nose on his sleeve. 

“Why did you come back?” Allison asked. He’d been long gone by the time she’d arrived at the studio, and no one had been allowed to talk about him. 

“Joey sent me a letter.” Henry pulled a crumpled piece of paper out of his pocket. “He said he had something to show me.”

“He sent us a letter like that too.” Tom’s ears flattened against his head. Suddenly, a rumbling echoed through the studio. Allison instinctively reached for his hand. She remembered precious little about who she’d been before waking up here. But Tom made her feel safe. 

Henry tensed a bit at the rumbling. The Ink Demon was probably looking for him. He didn’t want to think of that thing as Bendy. Bendy was his child, the character he’d put his heart and soul into. The creature with Bendy’s form, the one that had killed Norman, that was not his child. He just wanted to go home. He missed Linda. 

“I never asked your names,” Henry said once the rumbling had stopped and they’d all calmed down. “I’m sorry.”

“This is Tom.” Allison gestured to Tom. “And, well, Tom says my name is Allison.”

“You don’t remember?” Henry asked. 

“Unfortunately.” Allison smiled sadly. “There are some people who can hold on to their identity despite the ink, but I’m not one of them.”

“I’m sorry.” Just going by the names, Henry had some idea now of who his rescuers were.

“There’s no need to apologize,” Allison reassured him. “You didn’t do this.”

“Alright.” Henry pursed his lips, pulling away from Tom. “I’m going to fix this. I’m going to set this right. I promise.”

“That’s a big promise,” Tom said. “You sure you can keep it?” 

“I will.” Henry nodded definitively. 

“Well,” Tom couldn’t help but smile a little. “I guess that means we’re a team now.”

“I look forward to working with you, Henry.” Allison smiled as well. Henry just nodded. He was going to fix this. For Boris. 

.

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Sammy was a perfectly pleasant man to be around for everyone except for Joey. Sammy did not like his boss and was absolutely not afraid to express this distaste. He thought Joey pushed them too hard and had rather unreasonable demands. He was always completely polite and courteous, of course, but Sammy’s dislike of him was more than a little upsetting to Joey. Joey had a compulsive need to be liked by everyone. It bothered him that Sammy so blatantly disliked him. And so, lately, he’d been trying to covertly butter Sammy up. Everyone noticed his attempts and weren’t shy about teasing him. 

“What’s it today, boss man?” Wally snickered as Joey headed toward Sammy’s office. 

“Don’t you have work to be doing, Franks?” Joey asked with a forced smile. 

“I’m working,” Wally replied, putting his hands up. “See? I’m moppin’.” Joey watched him for a moment before sighing. 

“Very well. If you must know, I’m going to invite Sammy to the ballet.” Joey pulled out some tickets from his coat pocket. “They’re performing Swan Lake and I thought Sammy might appreciate it. Tchaikovsky is a spectacular composer, after all.”

“Yeah, Sammy’d probably like that.” Wally nodded thoughtfully, leaning on his mop. “Still don’t think he’ll wanna go with you, though.”

“Nonsense!” Joey said brightly. “This will definitely win him over!” He’d gotten them front row tickets, right in front of the orchestra. 

“Well, good luck.” Wally turned away to keep mopping, snickering to himself. Joey huffed and made his way to Sammy’s office. This time, this time it would work! He knew for a fact that Sammy had been trying to get tickets to this performance. He’d overheard him talking to Norman and Jack about it, lamenting his struggle. Sammy would definitely thank him for this!

When he arrived at Sammy’s office, he found him talking with Susie. They were going over the songs for that day, talking about specific bars that Susie was having trouble with. 

“So this note is an F sharp?” Susie was saying, pointing to a note on the page. 

“It is. Should I mark it?”

“No, it’s fine. I think I’ll remember in the future. I kept wondering why it didn’t sound right. I was singing an F flat.”

“Good afternoon.” Joey knocked politely on the door. “Might I have a word with you, Sammy?” 

“Of course, give me a moment.” Sammy nodded to him, then looked to Susie. “Is there anything else you’re having trouble with?”

“No, that’s it. Thank you.” Susie kissed his head. “You two have a fun meeting now~” She winked at Joey before disappearing out the door. Satisfied, Sammy turned back to Joey.

“If this is about today’s songs, you’ll have to give me a little more time.” He said, folding his arms. “Susie needed some clarification about the song she’s recording today, so I took some time out to help her.”

“No no, it’s not about that.” Joey shook his head. 

“Alright.” Sammy frowned slightly. ��What is it?”

“I heard you’d been trying to get tickets to the production of Swan Lake at the theater, so I got us two.” Joey held up the tickets. Sammy blinked. Joey waited for some kind of response, his smile wide and hopeful. 

“I’m assuming you want me to go with you,” Sammy said after a moment. 

“Yes.”

“And I’m assuming this is you trying to make me like you.”

“…No.” Joey’s smile dropped a little. “….Maybe?” He could have sworn Sammy smiled. Just a little. 

“Not everyone needs to like you, Joey.” He said. Joey could feel the color rising in his cheeks. He turned away, trying to hide his red face. 

“I know that.” He cleared his throat. 

Sammy chuckled quietly. “Alright. Fine. I’ll go to see Swan Lake with you. If it’ll get you to stop trying to desperately win my favor.”

“I am not desperately trying to win your favor!” Joey sputtered. 

“Could’ve fooled me.” The corners of Sammy’s mouth twitched up in a smirk. “Anyway, when will it be?”

“Next week on Sunday,” Joey said. “It starts at 1 pm.” 

“Alright.” Sammy withdrew an appointment book from his desk, penciling in the event. “Should I meet you there?”

“I’ll pick you up!” Joey suddenly brightened. “It’ll be like a date!”

“Absolutely not. Die,” Sammy said, voice monotone. 

“You overreact, you know that?” Joey replied with a smile. Sammy let out a small huff, turning back to his desk. 

“I have work to do.” He announced, a clear sign for Joey to leave. 

“Alright, I’ll see you later~” Joey practically skipped out of the room. He’d done it! He’d gotten Sammy to like him. Sammy rolled his eyes as Joey exited. Maybe he’d been a bit harsh on Joey. The studio head did seem like he was getting better. 

“He’s so weird.” He muttered. At least he was getting to see Swan Lake. 

.

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Henry had done it. He’d finally managed to find his way to the heart of the studio where he knew his old friend was waiting. He’d left the toons with Allison and Tom, along with the battered Sammy, vulnerable Susie, and rattled Norman. He entered the ink machine, following the cramped hallways until he came to where Joey was waiting. His friend was sitting on what appeared to be a throne in the middle of a small room. Around him, projectors were playing scenes from the Bendy cartoons. 

“Hello, Henry.” Joey smiled and it was the same smile that Henry had always loved. The smile that had convinced him to go through with so many bad ideas. He looked the same as Henry remembered, although there were streaks of grey in his hair. 

“Hello, Joey.” Henry stood in the doorway, ax at his side. 

“It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?” Joey stood up from his throne, smiling softly down at him. “It’s so good to see you.”

“I wish I could say the same.” Henry kept his expression closed and guarded.

“I’ve missed you, Henry.” Joey descended the throne to stand in front of Henry. He tried to reach out and hold Henry in his arms, but Henry slapped his hands away.

“I want answers, Joey.” He said. For a moment, Joey looked shocked and hurt. Then the expression faded, replaced by his showman’s smile. 

“Well, alright.” He chuckled. “What do you want to know?”

“This.” Henry gestured around. “What is this? What the fuck were you thinking?” As Joey opened his mouth to answer, Henry stopped him again. “And you can stop with the voice.”

“What voice?” Joey asked, his smile growing forced. 

“You know what I’m talking about, Joey.” Henry’s eyes narrowed. Joey’s smile dropped. When he spoke again, his voice was lower, the showman act gone. 

“I brought our characters to life, Henry. I thought you’d be happy about that.”

“Happy? That you sacrificed our friends and employees to make your little plan work?” Henry asked, feeling his temper beginning to rise. “That you traumatized my children?”

“Our children.” Joey corrected him with a small smirk. “We’re a team, aren’t we?”

“I meant what I said,” Henry replied coolly. “I created them, I put the work into them. You just stepped in and took credit for them when all the hard work was over. Just like you always do.”

“That’s pretty rude, Henry. I thought we were friends.” Joey was smiling again, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes. They remained cold and detached, staring into Henry’s soul.

“I did too. Until you stole credit for all my ideas.”

“We needed to get exposure,” Joey said. “No one was going to listen to a pitch from you. You never liked speaking in front of crowds anyway.” He waved a hand dismissively. “Besides, what matters is that I got them into the public eye! I made them household names!”

“I made them.” Henry’s hands curled into fists at his sides. “They’re my children. You don’t even care about them. You just want to use them.”

“They’re just characters, Henry.” Joey sighed and clicked his tongue as though he was talking to a particularly slow child. 

“They’re not just characters!” Henry snapped. “Not to me, not to Susie, not to anyone who actually cares about them! They’re so much more than that!”

“Henry-” Joey tried to back up to remedy his mistake, but it was too late now.

“THESE ARE MY KIDS AND MY RESPONSIBILITY AND DON’T YOU FORGET IT DREW!” Henry took a step forward, jabbing his finger into Joey’s chest. It was clear that whatever Joey had been hoping to achieve, it wasn’t going to happen. He’d crossed a line, and there was no going back now. 

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Something was wrong. Sammy wasn’t sure where he was. He was laying down, his head in someone’s lap. Something…Something had happened. Someone had hurt him. He’d been betrayed and abandoned. Anger rose in his chest and he tried to get up. But someone gently guided him back down.  

“My dear, sweet prophet, where do you think you’re going?” A woman’s voice graced his ears. Her voice was like silk, sliding softly across his mind. 

“An angel…” He mumbled, his words slurred and muffled. The woman giggled. 

“Why yes, I am an angel.” She said. “I’m Alice Angel~” Alice Angel…Yes, he knew that name. But this didn’t seem right. This voice…it wasn’t Alice Angel…He knew this voice. 

“Susie…?” The name came unbidden to his lips. 

“No!” He instinctively covered his ears at her shriek. 

“No.” She repeated, softer this time, her voice shaking. “No, I’m Alice Angel. I’m Alice Angel.” She took a deep, shaking breath.

“Why don’t you let your angel sing to you, my dear?” She started to stroke his hair. His hair? For a moment, he was confused. Wait, why had he thought he didn’t have hair?

“Yes, please.” He curled up, allowing her to continue to stroke his hair. 

“Come little children, I’ll take thee away, into a land of enchantment.” She began to sing, her voice soothing Sammy. “Come little children, the time’s come to play. Here in my garden of shadows. Follow sweet children, I’ll show thee the way. Through all the pain and the sorrow. Weep not poor children, for life is this way. Murdering beauty and passions.” 

As she continued, Sammy found himself drifting deeper and deeper into sleep. Nothing mattered but her voice. He was safe with her. He would always be safe with her. His Lord was no longer worthy of his praise. The Angel was his savior now. 

Alice smiled to herself. It appeared Sammy would be useful to her after all. Kissing Sammy’s head, she continued to sing. She was going to like having a prophet, especially now that he resembled his human self a bit more. Yes, she was going to like this. 

[seven-for-president]

RFA (including Saeran and V) reacting to MC who loves Yaoi? :)

Oh my God I´m just so excited to write this o(^▽^)o

_Yoosung_

° Yoosung was at your house to help you get your things for the sleepover at his parent´s

° he knew you were sort of an otaku, so he wasn´t suprised to find a bookshelf filled with mangas over mangas

° he himself only read some including his favourite LOLOL characters

° (I guess some sort of doujinshii)¯\_(ツ)_/¯

° “Hey MC, can I borrow a manga from your shelf?”

° “Sure go ahead. But don´t make a mess.”

° as every good fujoshi you kept your most precious copys in the very back of said shelf

° it was a habit Yoosung also hold ¯\_ʘᗜʘ_/¯

°  NOT good….

° “Hey MC what is this about?”

° you looked around and to your suprise he was showing you the cover of Ten Count No.5 (it´s the latest one available in my coutry XD)

° your emergency-yaoi-bells rang and you tried to take it away from him

° “Give that back you won´t like it, trust me!”

° but he held it out of your reach when did this brat get so damn tall?

° “Why do you want to hide it that badly MC?”

° “Because of reasons!” (;¬_¬)

° he then did the unavoidable and opend the book

° of course it was not a page with Shirotani and Kurose talking

° and of course it wasn´t one with Kurose in his childhood either

° it was one of those pages

°  if you want to know to what I´m reffering to please check out Ten Count chapter 27/28  o((*^▽^*))o

° with a bam he dropped the book on the grounf, now red as a certain character involved in the manga

° “M-MC, what is that? Don´t tell me all of theese contain such….. acts??”

° he was the definition of embarassment becoming alive at this point

° “No they´re not! You just had to pick one from the back, hadn´t you?”

° if you say it like that it sounds as if he´s at fault here…

° “I´m so sorry I won´t ever take one from the back again.”

° this poor boy is now shocked for live ヽ(＊>∇

° but hey MC can like what she wants anyway XD

° sometimes you have to learn the hard way Yoosung….

_Jaehee_

° Finalyyyy~ your long awaited package arrived~

° you said good bye to the postman and now held a big box full of new Yaoi-Mangas in your hands

° BEST.DAY.EVER!!

° as you opend the box the one copy you´ve waited for forever to be realeased in korea happen to be on top

° so why wait when you can enjoy it now  o(≧∇≦o)

° it was called The right way to write Love

° (personally I really enjoyed reading it)

° after your precious box was carefully put away under the bed of course you settled down on the couch and began reading

° when you finished the first story you were almost crying from all the sweetness    ⊂（♡⌂♡）⊃

° but the following one…. dear god forgive me for I have sinned for reading that

° let´s just say the focus was set on interhuman interactions and by interaction I mean in a physical way

° to summarise: it wasn´t something you would want your parents to see             ｡(*^▽^*)ゞ

° unfortunate she´s Mommy-Jaehee

° since it felt quiet alone in the house you turned on the TV to have some noises

° because of these noises you didn´t hear the door opening and Jaehee calling out for you

° your faced away from the door so you didn´t see her entering the living either

° “Hello, what are you reading MC.”

° because you´re a real fujoshi and your entire focus was on reading physical-gay-interaction (if you know what I mean) it was like she´s talking to a wall

° so she decided to just take a look at what captured your attention so much that you didnt notice her

° bad mistake….( ≧Д≦)

° “My gosh MC what are you reading? What are they even doing??!!”

° to say it was the shock of her life was an understatement XD

° you screamed. she screamen. the girl on TV screamed

° as quick as you could you closed the page and hid the book behind you

° blood was running from her nose and it resembled the colour of her cheeks

° “Let´s just not talk about this again. Ever!”

° a nod was all you could manage to do while going to your room and laughing like a mad man  ｡(*^▽^*)ゞ

_Zen_

° as always Zen was out off the house to practice his new play

° for you this meant you´ve got some special freetime which you always dedicate to your secret Yaoi-obsession

° this means: singing openings, watching anime, reading manga and fanfiction and of course and liking tons of fanart

° as your anime of the day you selected the masterpiece Junjou Romantica, season one

° while watching (let´s just assume MC is such a big fan she understands japanese) you also read the mangas because why the heck not ? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

° you  know how the second episode ends? Misaki quitting Virgin-Cub

° the same Thing happend in the manga, just a BIT more detailed

° you started hearing the intro-song for the 3rd time this day and couldn´t resist singing along

° while singing you kept the page you were currently reading open, to continue anytime

° but while singing and constantly turning the volume up the arrival of a certain actor remained unnoticed

° he always thought it was simply impossible to not notice him, but there you were, singing some catchy tune and reading some book

° his abnormal bid ego just couldn´t bear that….(҂⌣̀_⌣́)

° it was logical to him to pay you back for that

° standing behind you he coverd your eyes and took a look at the page infront of him

° remember what I said about the manga having more detail?

° you tried to struggle free and hide everything but it was to late

° “MC, what is happening there?”

° fuck, he saw

° “Eh…. you know, when two peoplelove each other they do interactions on a physical level..”

° “I know that! But These are dudes MC, dudes!”

° “Do you want me to become gay?”

° “What? No, of course not Zen.”

° is it to much to expect people to accept your likings? Yes? ok then I said nothing

° you had to explain a LOT to him but in the end he kind of accepted you liking this genre?

° still a bit disgusted tho

° but to distract you from this stuff he walks around shirtless a lot more than he did before, and to show you that he looks a dozen times better than those men    ( ° ʖ °)

_Jumin_

° you had to be careful, very careful…

° because every package that arrived was controlled by one of the security members

° that meant you couldn´t just order Yaoi-Merch online like you used to as a single

° the consequence was that you had to buy all of this stuff either at a shop or ask one of your friends to order it for you

° today you went out shopping and to your luck you were able to do that without any guards following you

° this was the perfect opportunity to stock up on mangas o(≧∇≦o)

° you returned to the penthouse with a bag full of precious new babys for your collection

°  back home, Elisabeth joined you on the big couch where all of the copys layed in a big mess

° she just purred like she didn´t care XD

° 1 houre later you already finished the first 2 volumes of Sekaii ichi Hatsokoi and started with the 3rd

° (if you wonder it´s the case of Onodera Ritsu No. 5)

° you looked at the clock and to your relief there was still an hour left till Jumin will come back

° so you cleaned up the mess you created, planning to continue reading after you´ve finished

° unfortunately you left the book on the couch with Elisabeth

° what was even more unfortunate, Jumin´s last meeting was canceled and to suprise you he didn´t send a text to warn you

° as you put the last bok away in the shelf you heard a scream, Jumin´s scream

° “ MC what is this Piece of junk doing here!?”

° no need to say it like that…¯\_(⌣̯̀⌣́)_/¯  

° “Jumin don´t shout like that you´ll scare Elisabeth.”

° rushing to the living room the worst case scenario already has happend

° he was reading the damn book, right on the page where you left of

° Takano forcing himself on Ritsu once again

° “Jumin, give me back my book, please.”

° to your suprise rather than angry or disgusted he looked more confused

° Thank God!

° “MC why would you read something like that? Do I not satisfy you enough?”

° great now he looked hurt.. but still this is way better than angry

° “What are you talking about? This has nothing to do with you Jumin I just enjoy reading it.”

° he looked like a little confused kid and than did the last thing you´ve expected

° “Jumin! What are you doing put me down this instant!!”

° “No.”

° apparently he had to make sure he still satisfied you for the rest of the day

° so it wasn´t even that bad that he foudn out about your no longer secret hobby

_Saeyoung/Seven_

° I saved the most strange one for him XD

° when he did the background-check on you he also took a look at your online orders

° and there he thought he already was the biggest Fujoshi Queen King…           (╬ Ò ‸ Ó)

° this being a critical hit on his ego he made up his mind to pay you back one day

° after you moved in with Seven and Saeran you stopped ordering online and bought every book your heart desired in the local bookstore

° because you just knew Seven would tease you nonstop if he found out about that obsession of yours

° little did you know Special-Agent 707 already had his masterplan ready…

° when you came back he wasn´t on his Computer, which was very unusual° instead he sat infront of the TV and it looked like he was waiting for you to return

° “Hey Seven what´re you doing here?”

° “Good you´re back I was waiting for you to come back and watch some anime with me.”

° you didn´t exactly know why but you already had a bad Feeling about this

° “Everytime we watch something it´s either disgusting or disturbing.”

° I´m only dropping the words Euphoria and Corpse Party here

° “But MC~ I know you´ll enjoy it this time.”

° Oh God this sounds so wrong

° you gave your okay to watch whatever it was with him

° but when you heard the first tune of the opening theme, you instantly knew what was going on

° but since you watched every freaking Yaoi, even if it was very strange/disturbing you were prepared

° personally, Ai no Kusabi disturbed me XD

° you somehow had the idea he already knew about you passion, so why not do the worst Thing to a Fujoshi? Spoiler

° “Did you know that they´ll cut Ricky´s dick off?”

° “WHAT??”

° he was shocked, and let me tell you to shock him is an Action worth a nobelprice

° MC used Spoiler, it was super-effective

° as if faced Medusa he was now turned to stone

° this means it was MC´s victuuriory

° he stayed like this until Saeran did the ice-bucket challenge to him XD

_V_

° he´s blind so I thought why not write about Drama CDs

° V had an appointment at the doctors to look after his eyes

° you stayed home because Jumin wanted to accompany him very desperately

° being a goog girlfriend you of course let him do that

° for you it meant that you could listen to your new CD over the sound system and without headphones

° said CD was called Kuroneko Kareshi no Nakasekata ( it means something like black cat´s boyfriend to cry for I think..) 

° because of V´s eyesight-situation he decided to focus on his other senses a lot more and invested in one of the best sound systems

° this was to your joy once again o(*≧□≦)o

° you didn´t understand much, but it didn´t matter to you since you were reading the translations at the same time

° did I mention it was really loud and you didn´t notice anything else? Good, Keep that in mind for now

°  one of the things that remained unnoticed was V entering the house

° the first thing he heardwas some strange, male moaning

° he thought you would be cheating an was on the edge of tears

° poor V(︶︹︺)

° but then there was another moaning, also from a male person and this seemed very strange to him

° he entered the livingroom, still unnoticed by you

° you then noticed him because he closed the door a LITTLE to loud which caused you to turn around in shock

° as quick as you could you turnd the sound system off to stop those noises

° “Oh, hey V. Is your appointment finished already? I used the System..”

° you were more than just relived that he didn´t bring Jumin with him in the flat

° “Listen, we won´t talk about that but if this is yout hobby than I won´t say anything. Just don´t let me hear it again OK?” 

° you gave your ok and hurried into the kitchen do prepare the dinner

° by this time V´s head and yours were as red as the tomatoes you were currently cutting

_Saeran_

° his brother dragged him away to do some fishing to “deepen their brotherly-bond”¯\_(ツ)_/¯

° that meant you had finally time to play the game you purchased last week

° after getting comfortable on the couch and putting on some headphones for better sound you hit the start button of Dramatical Murder

° you started right away with Noize’s route

° and of course aimed for the best ending possible

° as you played or red to be more precisely, the hours flew by

° I played Amnesia (the otome-game) and it really took some time to finish a route

° so after you played for like 6 hours straight it finally payed off

° that meant the good parts came, and they weren’t the only thing that did

° if you know what I mean

° you already saw some of the CGs online but damn

° unlocking them yourself and hearing the voice actors while seeing it was way more satisfying (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

° so satisfying that you, however that is possible, didn’t hear Seven screaming that they’re back

° when Saeran couldn’t hear an answer from you he immediately thought the worst

° you finaly leaving him because of how fucked up he is  .( ˃﹏˂̵ )

° don’t think that my poor, precious baby I love you ( ≧Д≦)

° so he was more than happy to see you sitting on the Couch with some headphones on

° “So that´s why she didn´t hear us…”

° of course it was unacceptable that you ignored him

° he had to pay you back for that, that was a sure thing

° so he wanted to see what was more important to you than him at the Moment

° as quiet as he could, he walked behind you to take a look at your Screen

° he didn´t like what he saw….

° the next things happend in only a few moments

° he placed your headphones somwhere els and turned off the handheld-consol you were playing on

° after that you remembered laying on your bed with Saeran ontop of you and already pulling at your shirt

° “MC you were a bad Girl for playing These naughty games. So for that you must be punished.”

° and he did. the whole night.

This was so fun writing I had the fun of my life o(*>ωAlthough I lost the document 2 times

I hope you like it and enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing o(^▽^)o

[checkkerface-blog]

People were always interested in the existence or non- existence of chimeras and other mythical and religious creatures. These beings are known mainly from the ancient Egyptian and Greek mythology, but in ancient times they appeared in almost all ancient cultures and civilizations. Statues, frescoes, writings, and other artworks from chimeras suggest that these creatures had an essential role in the religion, culture and people’s lives in ancient times.

One thing, however, was common in them: people were afraid of them and respected them highly. Up To this day, there is a dispute that these creatures are merely imaginary or really existed.

Well, let’s see the the might hidden truth behind them throughout some examples.

What are the chimeras actually?

Chimera creatures are generated by a genetic modification and show two or more organism”s pheonotipic freatures equally or variedly.  Chimeras are considered to be hybrids that are made from two parent gametes (reproductive cells). In fact, this is not true. Chimeras are genetically mosaic creatures can only be generated by directed genetic manipulation when two donor animal cells are interchanged in embryonic phase. It is important to note that this cannot happen naturally, it needs to apply external intervention, manipulation of the genetic material. To sum it up, chimeras are not hybrid creatures. At the current level of science, researchers use cell manipulation to create chimeras such as chimera mice, but currently its not possivle to create different creatures phenotipically (two or more creatures in the same body). This process demands extremely good knowledge of histology, physiology, genetic engineering and very good design skills for perfect execution of these experiments. I wonder whether people were able to do this in the an ancient times :). In mythology, chimera creatures were immortals or demigods.

Combining a created chimera with a normal, wild-type species, heterozygous (mixed) living beings can be created and will present the genetic features of both living organisms. Also many questions arise how these creatures behaved, but according to the old scripts and rumours, most of them were blood thirsty beasts and threatened and ate humans.

Chimera in ancient mythology

I.-Mezopotamia: Assyrians, Akkadians and Sumerians

II.-ancient Egypt

III.-Greek mythology

IV.-Southeast Asian Civilizations

Conspiracy regarding chimeras: the question arises whether the chimeras were existed or not, and what was the purpose of their existence and who were they created by. The history of ancient myths, especially in the case of Greeks, reports in detail that the chimeras were themselves gods, or were immortals and demigods procreated by ancient gods.

They were the gods of the old world and civilizations, and they created the world, and through the religions, they were guided by myths to form humanity

In fact, these beings later evolved from certain species eg from Mushussu to eagle and snake

People who arrived from the future world have created them by genetic modifications for manipulating and religious issues

Extraterrestrials created them exclusively to satisfy creation curiosity or for religious purposes

Let’s see some examples of chimeras

I.Ancient Mesopotamia

Mesopotamia was the first civilization in ancient times where the written history had begun. The territory between the Tigris and the Euphrates rivers was populated by three groups of people, Sumerians, Akkadians and Assyrians. Chimera gods appear in all three group of civilizations, and also in architecture and in cuneiform inscriptions. The gate of the former Babylon, Isthar gate also contains chimeric motifs.

Marduk, patron deity of Babylon                   2. Mushussu, Babylon gate

3. Mesopotanian sphinx                                                  4. Ninurta, deity of Genesis

II. Ancient Egypt

In Egypt, most commonly the sphinx appears as a chimera, but there is no doubt about chimeras also were among pharaos. After revealing many sarcophagi, it turned out some of them was not designed for human size. In fact, many gods in Egypt can be considered chimeras, such as Goddess Isis, Horus, Seth, Bastet, etc. Most of them have a human body form with animal head or other animalistic features.

 5. Ram headed sphinx

5. and 6. Ammit, from Book of Dead

A good example for the chimeras is the Apis deity depicted as a large bull. It is very similar to the Greek bull cult where the bull was a sacred animal of Zeus. There are a number of notes proove Apis was a supernatural bull that was much larger than the average, who usually raved with fury and terrorized the egyptians. Apis is usually relating to the ram headed god, Khnum. The historical scripts rarely mention Ammit (Ahameit) goddess, who was the devourer of souls in the underworld. Souls of People who had not allowed to reincarnate and did not pass into afterlife were eaten by demon Ammit. Some source from papyruses also mention that Ammit actually existed and Egyptian priests themselves executes the funerary practices on sinners with the help of Ammit beast who ate human flesh. Notes also mention execution rooms for feeding Ammit.

III. Greek mythology

Chimeras are most knowed from Greek mythology, for instance centaurs, the Minotaur, griff, Cerberus, sirens, Medusa, Khimaira.

Centaur: half horse and half human body

Minotaur: human body with bull head and tail

Griff: lion body with eagle head and wings

Sirens: human body with wings

Cerberus: three headed large dog

Medusa: human body with venomous snake hair and tongue

Khimaira: mixed lion and goat with snake tail, first chimera7. Minotaur                       8. Odysseus offensive method against Sirens

9. Khimaira

The legend of the minotaur

According to the legend, Poseidon sent a pure white bull to Minos king for sacryfing purposes. Minos kept the bull and in spite of Poseidon’s remonstrance refused to sacrify tha animal for the God. For revenge, Poseidon anathematheized Minos wife, Pasiphae who fell in love with the bull.

After that, the Minotaur was born, whose mother had been caring for a while, but soon it became too aggressive so he was isolated in the labyrinth underneath the palace.

Conspiracy

The minotaur was in fact the Egyptian Apis, and since Egyptians visited the island of Crete, they had founded the bull cult and built temples and altars for the god.

A mentally disabled, distorted son of Minos was born, but the king was ashamed of having a distorted descendand so he hidden him from the world. There was no Minotaur, Minos only frightened the population with this creature, because they were in war with the city of Athens.

The minotaur was a chimeric and existed, but the Greek government annihilated all source materials and proof. Catacombs were found on the island of Crete, but the labyrinth of the Minotaur has not been found this day. If they revealed the catacombs under the palace, archeologists could find the tomb and bones, so they would admit the minotaur’s existence

Minos had a very beautiful bull that the Athenians gave him in return for peace. The Bull was the winner of bullfighting series and an exceptional specimen, so Minos was proud and named him the bull of Minos, the Minotaurus.

Parallelism in chimera world

The ancient cultures came into contact and met, and as a result of this the same chimera was worshiped in different cultures

– The Sphinx also appears in a similar form in Egypt, Greece and Mesopotamia. In all three cases, they were known as Sphinx

– in the Greek mythology the centaur was the sumerian verson of Lamassu, a winged protector of Mesopotamia

-egyptian Horus is identified as a god Ninurta in land of Sumerians, an eagle-headed, man-made fowl god

-Babylonian Mushussu was a complex chimera with eagle, snake and lion body parts, in ancient Indians also worshipped this creature

Some supernatural creatures are also known in the modern world such as Pegasus, mermaids and Griff

In acient civilizations there is mostly polyteist. In these days there are 5 world religions, and only Hinduism is polytheist.

IV. Ancient Asian civilizations

In ancient India and China, the wide ranges of theese creatures were worshiped as a god or feared as a demon. A good example for this is the elephant headed Ganesha or the god of destruction, the multi-handed Siva. In China, part of the chimera body is almost  always a dragon, while in India the most common feature is the multiple handed limbs. Chimera creatures appear in the peaceful tibetian land as well: example Naga is half human and half serpent goddess in buddhism and hinduism religions. In ancient asian cultures, snakes were always the symbol of afterlife and eternity.

10. ancient God, unknown                 11. chimera with bird body and dragon head,

12. Naga

To sum it up, I would like to clarify my final opinion: -many evidences exist for chimeras in ancient cultures (hidden papyruses,, fresco, tunnels, catacombs, unrevealed archeological digs) -theese creatures are in many different cultures -people from ancient era had no enough fantasy (no internet, TV video games) so they only drew, painted and written what they really could see-in ancient arts there was no significant fiction -nature WILL NEVER EVER create chimera: making chimera is only possible artifically: this molecular biology procedure demands very good knowledge of genetics, nucleinacid biochemistry, sequencing and cell culture laboratory experience. TRUST ME I am a biologist as well 🙂  Chimera creatures will never be born accidentally -hidden truth is chimeras have a role in not only in religion and in after life, but also in the daily ancient life: sphinx, griffins and ammit beasts were protecturs of the egyptian dynasthy and empire ( I will write about buried tombs under the sphinx later)

So this post about Chimeras ends here now. Thank you for reading my post! 🙂

Chimera People were always interested in the existence or non- existence of chimeras and other mythical and religious creatures.

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Go outside and meet some people to have good times with.Responder9 Darma ParamartaHace 1 díaa 20 yo guy here that have been smoking, drinking, first kiss, get drunk. Listen to this, it's good if you have done that, but just for the experience, to make you know how does it feel. After that, you should go back to your life chasing your goals, studying or practicing to be whatever your goals are. The point is, be grateful, whatever happen, it happen for your best.Responder20 Hector ParkinHace 1 díaCheyenne im 16 and ive had all these experiences and many more. The time will come.Responder3 theOGwelshmanHace 1 díaYour only 16 man it'll happen for ya don't you worry ... I used to think the same ... Same exact thingResponder4 theOGwelshmanHace 1 díaThe things I'd do to go back to 16 years old god damn man ... The things I'd make an effort to DO RIGHT instead of fuckin off when I shouldn't haveResponder7 GamenmetmitchHace 1 díaCheyenne all goodResponder2 GoldbergHace 1 díaCheyenne mee tooResponder3 Something CleverHace 1 díaCheyenne Don't worry you got all the time in the world. And I kinda hate you for it lol jkResponder1 finn girlHace 1 díaCheyenne honestly, ur time will come- it took me till 17/18 to be able to find friends like this and many ppl don't have experiences like this till uni.... you have all the time in the world so don't worry!!Responder18 focchaHace 1 díaDude this kinda life didn't happen for me til I was 22. 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