#Prince Pronto

[curryvillain]

.@VoiceTheArtiste & @JadaKingdom Team Up For "Human Nature"

Trini star Voice has been busy with the hits, and entertaining the masses near and far with his life performances. He has been securing a few collaborations that been well received, but this one is bound to keep the people talking. He linked up with Dancehall star Jada Kingdom for the single, “Human Nature“. Produced by Prince Pronto, Voice and Jada Kingdom make a hit with “Human Nature”. With…

[girlboypersonthingy]

Would it be ok to request Vox with an affectionate s/o?

More than okay, nonnie! I’ve been getting so many requests bro, literally every time I post one, I get like 2 more in its place. IM LIVING FOR IT, KEEP IT COMING YALL! But also plz be patient with me 🥺 been waiting for a request for my flat-faced prince. Tbh the first time I watched Hazbin, my immediate reaction to Vox was ‘OH NO HES HOT!!!’ So, enjoy these headcanons 😘

Notes: gn!reader, maybe a little ooc Vox?

Vox x reader- Affection 💋

Also oh my fucking godddddd the vest, him in a vest. I need more Vox in a vest PRONTO…🥵

Okay so like…bro is more dirty minded.

He’s genuinely confused when you kiss his cheek or hold his hand like ???

Oh….you’re not just trying to fuck him and get famous?

Cuteee~

Sure, he’s fucked and made out with ppl and probably done some other crazy shit but his experience with sappy romance and affection like you show him is very limited.

He’s pretty dense, he’s got a tough shell and doesn’t really understand love languages and stuff like that.

His love language is most definitely gift giving and I just know he’s terrible at actually showing his feeling through words or romantic gestures or physical affection.

It’s usually just like “Hey! I love ya! I got you this.” *insert item you’d flip your lid over*

At least he’s a good gift giver! He really does try to give you cool stuff he knows you’ll like but he’s still learning how to actually speak about his feelings and show it physically.

He tries to match your energy the best he can

Get him gifts!!! Plz he loves homemade gifts too- gift him art, sing him an original song, sew him something, whatever your skills or talents may be, use them and he’ll adore it and also praise tf out of you

You took time to make this just for him? ‘Marry me’

Besides fucking around with Val, Vox doesn’t get much affection so he very quickly falls in love with all the sweet affectionate touches you frequently show him.

It’s all so different than Val, so sensitive and genuine. It really makes him swoon~

Melts when you kiss the corners of his screen- there’s something about non mouth kisses that really gets to him

He gets a huge dorky love stuck grin when you sit in his lap and hug him close, also hugs you back super tight

Absolutely loves kissing you and then noticing the lingering smudges/lipstick marks on his screen later

Fix his bow tie while giving him a sneaky wink in front of his crew and he’ll huff and look away while trying to hold back a smile

Invites you on his nightly broadcast as a guest one time and quickly learned how embarrassed he becomes when you flirt and call him pet names on live TV in front of tons of viewers

After only 10 minutes of talking, giggling and giving him bedroom eyes, Vox was struggling to maintain his composure- you’re so fucking cute.

All you had to do was laugh loudly at one of his crude jokes about Alastor and call him your “honey bunny” and suddenly the entire V tower lost power.

Poor man literally short circuits over your darling voice calling him such soft names- he’s so down bad for you he can’t even hide it

Val and Velvette have that specific episode downloaded and saved to every device they own bc there’s no way they are letting this go, he’s never living this down

If you pause the video right before it cuts out, just before the power goes out, Vox has literal hearts for eyes and his entire screen briefly becomes this bright blushy pink color- that’s a color no one has ever seen on him

Just keep doing your thing, you little hopeless romantic, and you’ll see that color more often.

But Vox might have to leave you at home when filming bc he can’t control himself around you sometimes and you obviously can’t either 🖤

[fragmentosadolescentes]

Casi siempre ríes, y eres tan risueña, que incluso al mundo le pesa verte decaída.

Quiero que sepas que superarás lo que estás pasando, porque eres fuerte, porque tu determinación y ganas de seguir adelante está más allá del dolor, porque resistes, no te rindes, ni mucho menos te quedas rota en el suelo; verás que pronto sonreirás de nuevo. Tú y tus pequeñas risas volverán a la vida.

-Dark prince

[soyelmorse]

🎇Ya está listo y aquí tienen el capítulo 5!!!🎆 Me tomo lo suyo, pero lo prometido es deuda, 🤣 literalmente me tuve que ver la serie otra vez y dormir un rato para tener ideas nuevas.

Pero bueno, ya se la saben, la foto no es mía, créditos a quien corresponda y disfruten del capitulo 5 me costo bastante

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En capitulos anteriores...

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Shira:

Oye a dónde vamos?

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*Shira de acerco a Gummigoo, mientras que Chad y Max vigilaban a Gloink y a Kaufmo*

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Gummigoo:

Vamos con la princesa lu

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Shira:

A... Que bien Pero... Porque?

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Gummigoo:

Ella mi pidió que los rescatará, no me dijo el porque pero escuché de su gente que el rey de estás tierras era manipulado por alguien que sonreía mucho y que la reina estaba encerrada

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Shira:

Kinger? El no es un rey, o almenos no en el sentido literal, Gloink tampoco y alguien que sonrie mucho, estará hablando de Caíne?

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Gummigoo:

No lo sé pero-

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*Gummigoo fue interrumpido, Chad y Max se acercaron a el*

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Chad:

He, disculpe jefe, tenemos un problema

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Gummigoo:

Que sucede?

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Max:

Es solo que...

Son insoportables

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Gummigoo:

He?

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Chad:

La Reina Y el payaso señor, Una no deja de hablar y dar órdenes, Y el payaso no deja de hacer chistes malo y preguntar por una tal "salida"

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Gummigoo:

Vamos chicos no es para tanto

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Shira:

Ellos no están bien en este momento disculpenlos

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Max:

A qué te refieres?

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Shira:

Desde que llegaron a lo que sea que es este mundo pues pasaron muchas cosas y no están bien mentalmente

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Gummigoo:

Igual no importa mucho, miren

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*Gummigoo señalo hacia en frente y observaron el castillo de la princesa*

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Chad:

Oh?

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Max:

Menos mal

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Shira:

Wao es un castillo impresionante, porque Caíne no lo ha encontrado antes?

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*Todos caminaron hacia el castillo, al llegar la gente recibió a Gummigoo, Chad y Max como héroes mientras Shira, Gloink y Kaufmo le seguía*

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Shira:

Que... Gente... Interesante?

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*Shira se dió cuenta de que todas las personas allí parecían mas títeres con colores diferentes y ninguna posea rasgos faciales*

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Gloink:

Que pueblo mas... Insolente, ante una reina como yo, obviamente que deberían alabarme mas

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Kaufmo:

No creo que te estén Gloink

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Gloink:

A qué te refieres?

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*Después de pasar por la ruta principal, llegaron a la entrada del castillo y la princesa apareció*

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Princesa lu:

Bienvenidos valerosos guerreros, me alegra ver qué hayáis podido cumplir vuestra misión y traer a la reina y sus compañeros con ella, como recompensa, aquí tenies busco camión con toda clase de herramientas y recursos que necesitás para ayudar a vuestra aldea

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*La princesa aplaudió y el camión llegó*

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Gummigoo:

Gracias princesa, Bien señores, andando!

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Princesa:

Hasta pronto y que la suerte os acompañe!

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*Gummigoo, Chad y Max subieron al camión y rápidamente salieron del reino*

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Princesa Lu:

Tampoco me olvidó de vosotros, por favor acompañenme

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Shira, Kaufmo y Gloink subieron las escaleras hacia el castillo y entraron en el

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Gloink:

Es un lugar pequeño para alguien como yo

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Princesa Lu:

Estamos al tanto de eso majestad, pero no se preocupe, en unos días se hará una habitación de acordé a usted

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Kaufmo:

Aún así, nos ha ayudado, que podemos hacer por usted?

Si necesitas a alguien que le haga reír puede contar conmigo

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Shira:

Jeje, creo que vamos a posponer eso por ahora, Disculpe princesa

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Princesa Lu:

Puedes decirme Lu

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Shira:

Bueno, Princeds Lu, le importa si hablamos un minuto?

Hay algo importante que debo contarle

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Princesa Lu:

Por supuesto

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*Lu aplaudió y 2 súbditos de acercaron*

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Princesa Lu:

Lleven a la reina a una habitación a corde a ella y a su acompañante también

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*Los súbditos hicieron caso y se llevaron a ambos*

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Princesa Lu:

Y bien, como debería referirme a vos?

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Shira:

Soy Shira, y lo que quisiera contarle es que...

Gloink, Kaufmo y yo no estamos bien

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Princesa Lu:

A qué te refieres Shira?

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Shira:

Este mundo nos ha dañado de una forma en particular, Gloink perdió noción de la realidad, o almenos está nueva realidad, Kaufmo aunque se ve alegre esta desesperado por encontrar una salida y yo suelo perder la memoria según me dijo Kinger

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Princesa Lu:

Kinger? Acaso habla de ese ser sonriente? No debería confiar en sus palabras, es quien los tuvo cautivo

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*La princesa chasqueo los dedos y aparecieron sus súbditos, estos les entregaron las cenizas de afuera y creo en frente de ella súbditos Pero muy pequeños*

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Princesa Lu:

He hecho que mis súbditos vigilarán ese reino y me han contando cómo les ha tratado, a diario me traen historias de todo lo que han visto, y cuando me contaron la vuestra supe que tenia que ayudar

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Shira:

Se equivoca princesa, Kinger no es ese ser sonriente si no el otro, el pqie posee una apariencia de rey

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Princesa Lu:

Oh! Entonces te refieres al rey de ese lugar, mis súbditos me contaron que el en algún momento perdió su voluntad y desde entonces sigue las órdenes de ese señor sonriente, Pero no os preocupeis, sabemos exactamente que hacer para ayudarle a recuperar sus tierras

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Shira:

Creo que no me he logrado explicar bien, ellos no son -

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Princesa Lu:

No te preocupes, de segura estás cansada por el viajé, súbditos

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*Lu chasqueo los dedos y otro súbdito apareció*

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Súbdito:

Si princesa?

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Princesa lu:

Lleva a la amiga del rey a una habitación adecuada para que descansé Porfavor.

Por el momento necesito hacer unas cosas, así que hablaremos mañana

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Shira:

De acuerdo, sin embargo princesa insisto en-

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Princesa Lu:

No te preocupes, en la cena real podrás contarme todo

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*Después de eso, Shira fue llevada a su habitación y no tuvo mas opción que esperar, Mientras tanto*

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Gummigoo:

Bien, llegamos

*Gummigoo bajo y observo el lugar, no se veía otra cosa que el bosque Infinito de siempre*

Esperen, y la aldea?

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Chad:

Que extraño, debería estar aquí jefe

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Max:

Estoy seguro de que esta era la dirección correcta, el mapa lo decía

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Gummigoo:

Déjame ver ese mapa

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*Max le pasó el mapa a Gummigoo y este lo reviso*

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Gummigoo:

El mapa está bien, sin embargo porque...

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*Gummigoo empezó a recordar*

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Gummigoo:

Porque no hay nada aqu��?...

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*A los pocos minutos, gummigoo recodo lo que había olvidado, El había llegado a este lugar, sin embargo al no encontrar a nadie poco a poco se empezó a volver loco, y cuando llego al reino, la princesa lo recibió como un heroe y le encomendó una mision*

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Gummigoo:

Esperen, nada fue real? Pero, yo recuerdo... Una... Aldea?...

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*Chad y max se miraron*

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Chad:

Jefe está bien?

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Gummigoo:

Jefe? Yo no soy su jefe... O si?...

Esperen, yo no los conozco

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Max:

Que dice jefe, claro que nos concoce, acaso no se acuerda de...

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*Max estaba por decir pero no recordaba nada*

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Max: hem...

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Chad: tal vez esa vez de-

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Max: Si, esa ves de...

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Chad: De...

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*Chad cayó en cuenta y tampoco se acordaba de nada*

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Chad:

No... Recuerdo...

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*Al pasar las horas, Gummigoo, Chad y Max empezaron a recordar lo que había pasado cuando llegaron allí*

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Gummigoo:

Así que tuvimos experiencias similares, sin embargo, como fue que terminamos los 3 en ese reino

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Max: Tal vez sea por lógica?

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Chad:

Lógica?

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Gummigoo:

hm... Max tiene razón, el reino es grande, y nosotros nos volvimos locos en un inicio porque no encontramos nada, tal vez, cuando el Reino se construyo los 3 estamos relativamente cerca y nos acercamos a el

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Chad:

Eso tiene sentido, Pero en el reino había demasiada gente, como nos dimos cuenta antes?

Tanta gente así hubiera hecho mucho ruido

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Max:

En serio? Pero si no tenían boca

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Chad: 

Pero aún así los escuchamos y-

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Gummigoo:

Wou espera, repite eso

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Chad:

Pero aún así los escuchamos?

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Gummigoo:

Me refería a max, Dijiste que ellos no tenían boca, y es cierto, entonces, porque los escuchábamos?

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Max:

No lo sé

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Chad:

Yo solo se que me recuerda a la voz de la princesa

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Gummigoo:

La voz de la princesa...

Princesa de...

Que?

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Chad:

He... No lo sé

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Max:

Nunca nos dijo el nombre de su reino jefe

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Gummigoo:

Tal vez no lo dijo el nombre de su reino no porque no quiera, si no porque no tiene

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Chad:

un reino sin nombre?

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Gummigoo:

Solo piensenlo, los 3 nos volvimos locos al vagar por estás tierras y de la nada apareció ese reino

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Max:

Es bastante extraño...

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Gummigoo:

Bien, está decidido

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Chad:

Que piensas hacer?

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Gummigoo:

Volveré a ese reino a tratar de descubrir que fue lo que paso, si ustedes quieren pueden venir conmigo

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*Chad y Max se miraron entre si y asintieron*

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Chad:

Vamos con usted!

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*Después de ello, Ambos se subieron se subieron al camión junto con gummigoo y empezaron a conducir hacia el reino*

*Horas después, antes de llegar al reino se encontraron con un sujeto extraño y se detuvieron*

*Gummigoo bajo del camión y encaro al sujeto*

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Gummigoo:

Hola? Amigo? Estás perdido?

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Fudge:

Hum? Hola, pensé que no volvería a ver a alguien, eres real?

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Gummigoo:

Asi es, porque creías que no verías a alguien mas?

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Fudge:

Oh, es desde que mate a esas marionetas la princesa me hecho de su reino, Dijo que estaba loco por asesinar a su gente, Pero yo digo que ella está mas loca que yo

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Gummigoo:

Espera, marionetas?

Así que eso eran...

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Fudge:

Trate de hacerla entrar en razón Pero no quiso escucharme y me exilió, sin embargo ya tengo un nuevo plan

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Gummigoo:

A si? De que se trata, sabes tenemos asuntos pendientes con ese reino, tal vez nos podamos ayudar

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Fudge:

En serio? Pues tenía planeado secuestrarla y quemar a todas sus marionetas, que pensaban hacer ustedes?

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Gummigoo:

Ha...

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*Gummigoo dudo en seguir hablando, la forma y actuar de Fudge era extraña y parecía que iba a eloquecee en cualquier momento, sin embargo continuo hablando*

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Gummigoo:

Algo parecido...

Íbamos a interrogarla, que te parece este trato, si nos ayudas a interrogarla, podrás hacerle lo que quieras después a sus marionetas, sin embargo será después, no antes de que nosotros consigamos nuestro objetivo

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Fudge:

Hmmm... Normalmente siempre soy quien toma el mando, sin embargo no puedo rechazar una oferta así, así que trato hecho, no le haré nada, y a cambio podré ver arder a esas...

Marionetas...

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Gummigoo:

Bueno...

Creo que ya está decidido, súbete al camión, no te importa ir en la parte de atrás cierto?

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Fudge:

En lo absoluto! Es la parte mas divertida

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*Fudge subió al camión y gummigoo subió a la cabina con sus amigos*

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Max:

Jefe de seguro que debería confiar en el?

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Gummigoo:

Lo sabremos una vez lleguemos al reino, ya les diré que hacer cuando lleguemos, por ahora andando

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*El camión empezó a andar*

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*Un súbdito tocó la puerta de la habitación de Shira*

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Shira:

Si?

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Subdito:

Con todo respeto mandan, la princesa Lu le espera en el comedor real, sus acompañantes ya se encuentran allí

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Shira:

De acuerdo

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*Shira salió de su habitación y fue al comedor, allí se encontró a Gloink, que comía y daba órdenes a los subditos de traerle mas comida como su fuera la reina del lugar, mientras tanto Kaufmo intentaba hacer reír a la princesa Lu, aunque la expresión de esta era realmente difícil de decifrar*

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Princesa Lu:

Oh! Discúlpame Kaufmo

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*La princesa de levantó y fue a recibir a Shira*

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Princesa Lu:

Me alegra que hayas venido, disculpa que no te pude ayudar antes pero en estos momentos soy todo oídos para tus inquietudes

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Shira:

No es necesario, podemos esperar si-

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Princeso lu:

Me gustaría atender esas inquietudes ahora, insisto

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*La princesa Lu se retiró junto a Shira y caminaron por los pasillos*

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Princesa Lu:

Tu acompañante y la reina son... Personas curiosas

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Shira:

Le pido perdón por eso

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Princesa Lu:

Se que me lo explicaste antes, pero podrías hacer énfasis otra vez en esa situación de que ustedes no estaban bien?

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Shira:

Por supuesto, resulta que-

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Subditos:

Alerta!

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Princesa Lu:

Sucede algo?

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Súbdito:

Algo ataca al reino, Unas especies de burbujas se lleva a la gente y-

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*Antes de terminar la frase, Un bubble se lo comió y lo atrapó dentro de el*

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Bubble:

Wowi!

Caíne estará muy contento!

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Princesa Lu:

Ha!? Quien eres tu?

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Shira:

Bubble?

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Princesa Lu:

le conoces?

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Bubble:

Me conoces?

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Shira:

Si, Kinger me habló sobre ti

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Bubble:

Oh! Tu eres una de sus amigas! Caíne me dijo que sus amigos se habían extraviado y que tenía que llevarlos de vuelta, además de llevar a cualquier otra forma de vida

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Princesa Lu:

Caíne?

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Shira:

Es sobre el quien también quería hablarle, sin embargo creo que sería buena idea que fuéramos

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Princesa Lu:

Pero, y que hay con mis súbditos? No puedo dejarlos

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*Ambos miraron por las ventanas del palacio y vieron como el ejército de bubble atrapaba a todos y se los llevaban*

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Bubble:

Puede confiar en mi!

Llevaré a todos sus súbditos sin hacerles daño, chaíto

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*El bubble se retiró y otro lo suplanto*

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Bubble:

Y bien? Que estamos esperando, Caíne estará muy feliz de saber que hay mas gente aquí

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Princesa Lu:

De verdad es seguro?

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Shira:

Confíe en mi, nunca les haría daño

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Princesa Lu:

supongo que está bien, iré contigo

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Fudge:

Hm? Que está pasando aquí?

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*Gummigoo detuvo el camión frente al reino y vieron a las burbujas irse en fila*

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Gummigoo:

Y esto?

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*Los 4 bajaron del camion y se empezaron a acercar, al estar por preguntarle a un bubble que sucedia otros se los comieron sin previo aviso y se los llevaron junto al resto*

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[covenofprince]

la pregunta lo toma por sorpresa, y por eso se tensa ligeramente. "bueno..." es ahora él quien trastabilla. ¿desde cuando nerviosismo es protagonista en su accionar? azabache es siempre tan encantador y atento, que no tiene problema con las chicas. quizás es el hecho de haber participado en un juego de adolescentes lo que lo orilla a actuar como uno. marrones bajan al encuentro de mano femenina y su brazo, y un segundo después vuelve a mirarla, poniendo atención a sus palabras. "yo solo..." aclara su garganta, de pronto sintiendo que le cuesta expresarse. "mi vida es un poquito complicada, hani. con leaf en casa, el trabajo..." su ex novia con la que mantiene una dinámica curiosa... "por supuesto que tengo expectativas— es solo que a veces... bueno, no las consigo" hombros suben y bajan. quizás a esas alturas de su vida es un poco tonto poner tantas cosas y personas por encima de su beneficio propio; es joven, debería disfrutar, pero es inevitable para él. su mano contraria se eleva y busca la de hani para sostenerla un momento. "todo está bien," reafirma, dedicándole una sonrisa cómplice ahora. "claro que te quiero ahí," acota, y ahora deja caer su mano al costado, sintiéndose un poco más tranquilo. quizás hay muchas cosas que aún no puede decirle ( fueron solo unos besos, ¿no? no hace falta entrar en detalles ). "y si todo está bien..." se desvía un poco ahora. "¿quieres ayuda plantando esas semillas?"

la chica, de manera genuina, quiere soltar un grito de frustración. odia estar en situaciones donde no tiene control alguno, donde palabras ajenas la colocan en un sitio donde no se ha dado la oportunidad de estar por muchos años ya. quiere estar enojada, decepcionada o tener alguna emoción que la lleve a tener claridad de lo que siente pero no es así. no puede enojarse por prince por un problema de colegio que, en realidad, no es problema alguno. el tema de las expectativas es algo que la hani de hace unos años manejaba muy bien. la de ahora, por otro lado, siempre las ha empujado a un lado porque en ese entonces aprendió que esperar algo de un chico no es una decisión inteligente. ¿por qué sí esperaba algo de prince? no tiene idea ' ¿tú... tienes expectativas? ' es lo que decide preguntarle antes de admitir que ella sí las tuvo. y las tiene. y que no entiende por qué las tiene. y que tampoco quiere tenerlas ' prince ' comienza y, por inercia, dígitos de la mano que no sostiene la semillas buscan brazo ajeno, dándole un ligero apretón ' no debiste hacer nada. nunca debes hacer nada que no quieras, ni aunque hacerlo mejore una situación ¿está bien? ' tono busca animarle, porque está segura que quién ha fallado en todo es ella y no él. mención de la cafetería le hace sonreír ' no sabía si me querías ahí... ' dice y es en parte verdad. la otra parte es que lo ha estado evitando este par de días. prefiere, de nuevo, ignorar lo que significa verle casi todos los días ' pero si está todo bien, puedes apartarme la mesa de siempre. necesito editar un par de cosas '

[black-beauty-poetry]

La primera vez que me sonreíste, las mariposas en mi estómago revolotearon como si hubieran sido espantadas.

La primera vez que me hablaste arribaron colibríes que se dedicaron a olfatear las flores en mi corazón.

Ese jardín con dulce aroma que floreció gracias a ti.

Por eso, la primera vez que me tocaste sentí un ejército de hormigas marchar sobre mi piel, pronto descubriría que sólo se trataba de la magia de tus caricias.

Cuando correspondiste mis sentimientos, las mariposas se transformaron en flamingos que a su vez se convirtieron en dragones a medida que mi amor por ti crecía más y más.

Pero cuando las cosas comenzaron a complicarse entre nosotros, los cuervos ya estaban graznando y los buitres dando vueltas.

Las águilas no dieron rienda suelta, no se detuvieron hasta que rasgaron el lazo que nos envolvía.

Y cuando llegó el día en que todo acabó, todas las especies se extinguieron junto al jardín de mi corazón.

-Dark prince

[its-tharsis]

No sé lidiar con las emociones. Soy bueno para aguantar. Guardar todo dentro y luego explotar de ira en un arranque emocional que me deja a la deriva, indefenso frente a los leones. Mi casa no fue un lugar amable durante gran parte de mi infancia, tendemos a ignorar las peleas y fingir que nunca sucedió, dejando una mella sangrante, pero eso no me justifica. Lo siento, lo lamento profundamente, no estaba en mí lastimarte con una despedida abrupta que sonó como un hasta pronto, pero tus palabras de amor y consuelo hubiesen dejado mil cortes imposibles de remendar, sé que estuve mal. Rezo a Dios porque te permita vivir plenamente, no deseo más que tu felicidad y paz, quizá algún día encuentres al indicado, un ángel enviado del cielo solo para ti. Tal vez en un futuro distante podría ser yo.

—The heartbreak prince.

[aladaylessecondblog]

Red Mountain Waffle House, pt. 9

"My lord, a message from Azura."

Archcanon Saryoni looked...strange. Either he was trying not to be sick or he was trying not to laugh.

"Well? What is this message?" Vivec slipped into the godliest voice possible and looked down at his devoted priest.

"Ah...it includes an expletive, so I wrote it down. I should prefer not to speak such profane words in...Your presence, Lord Vivec."

Vivec gestured, took the offered paper, and looked with what he hoped was detached serenity. "You may go. I am not in the least angered at you, for if the messenger is blighted for giving bad news, however can it be turned to our advantage?"

Saryoni left, and Vivec finally unrolled the message, which was both very short and very simple.

To the apostate murderer Vivec

Fuck. You.

He burned it, and watched the ashes drift off. The daedric princes didn't usually bother with things like this. He still got the odd stalkerish message from Molag Bal, but this sort of thing?

What in oblivion did it mean?

He opened Morrowtwitter, intending to do his usual morning scrolling, and nearly broke his phone.

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*The Night Before*

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"This was a terrible idea." Sadara grumbled, and pushed closer to Jiub to stay under the umbrella. "You have all this weed and you can't get a bigger umbrella?"

"Why don't YOU get a bigger umbrella, huh? Cozy up to His Cultiness and see if you can't get us a little more gold, huh? Feel like we could use him as a friend considering Almalexia's body wasn't where I left it. First time a body I tossed just up and vanished."

"Because if I wanted to go into prostitution I'd move to Suran where that shit's legal." And she REALLY didn't want to think about Almalexia right now.

"It's not like you can catch anything off him."

"No diseases, anyway, but probably a hell of a lot of clinging."

You need to relax, Nerevar's voice wafted through her mind, Have a little fun, you know. You can't do much well if you keep being stressed about petty things.

Nearly dying because of your boyfriend isn't petty. The man has no hobbies except spreading plagues and trying to recruit people to worship him.

If you spent even ONE night with him--

I'm not fucking him, Nerevar! How about this, I'll fuck SOMEBODY at the party. Would that make you happy? But you've got to agree to be quiet while I'm here. If people think I'm talking to a voice in my head I'm not getting laid this night...or any other night.

Thankfully, Nerevar agreed.

She wanted a romp anyway. A one night stand. Something that would leave her with a headache, an ache between the legs, and a ripped pair of panties stuffed into her pocket to show for the whole thing. A story to tell for a while about the dangers of being too drunk. There was something exciting about the whole idea--

"What'd ya bring?"

A guy out in front of Greg's house, standing under the porch awning, flicked a cigarette and gestured vaguely.

"Weed," Jiub said, waggling the bag in his other hand, "Let us in."

Inside they found Greg, already well-watered and swaying only slightly. "Hey, hey, you made it! Jiub, great to see you...and uh...Sad...Sada..."

"Sadara."

"Yeah, that. There's a bunch of food in the kitchen, we've got some ashlanders in here that brought a whole roasted kagouti, so if you like kagouti steak or a burger or something you might want to get on that pronto. Ah, we got karaoke, but Jolene's here so you'll have to wrestle him off it if you want a shot."

"Jolene?"

"Big motherfucker. We don't know his name but he shows up now'n then, brings an armful of booze...and only ever sings that 'Jolene' song, so we started calling him that. Kind of a weepy drunk."

Sadara went on ahead, got a kagouti steak, some sujamma, and some ash yam fries which all vanished in a hurry. She grabbed a bottle of flin from a 6 pack somebody opened, poured it into a cup and set off, looking...

...alright, who might I regret the least when I wake up tomorrow morning?

What looked like a gulakhan made a pass at her, but the poor thing was so wobbly she couldn't do anything but decline. She gave him a smile and guided him over to an empty couch. "Have some water, you don't look so good."

He stammered out a thank you and then she turned away.

There's too many people here, Nerevar said in her head, Reminds me of old council soirees.

Yeah, this is how we party now.

She walked looking for anyone she knew, and chatted with one or two of the Waffle House regulars.

"Stupid landlord raised our rent again. We're already renting four to the apartment and we're talking to a fifth guy who's an ash ghoul."

"Thought people didn't want them in around here. Not that I mind, they've always been polite to me."

The Dunmer shrugged. "He can pay a share of rent and only eats corprusmeat. You'd think they'd be messy as all oblivion but they're actually pretty tidy. Like to keep things 'in order.' He actually came in and did our dishes without being asked."

"That checks out," she laughed. "Careful of the ordinators though, no matter how polite they are, they don't care for the ash folk."

"Oh yeah, we already got that down. Cult or not we agree all ordinators are bastards."

There was a laugh, and then the guy saw some friend or the other and headed off to speak to him.

Sadara moved through the crowd, only half-paying attention to the sea of faces around her. Her cup was half-empty and she was strongly considering going to find Jiub and ask what he did with the weed when some imperial woman appeared at her elbow.

"Hey, can you help me out?"

"With what?"

"I want to do a song and Jolene's five times in and showing no signs of stopping."

She'd ask why her, but figured it was because she didn't look too drunk...or maybe that she looked like an easy mark, who knew. She agreed and followed the woman into an upstairs room where she was then unfortunate to get within earshot of this Jolene.

"--flaming locks of auburn hair, with ivory skin and eyes of emerald green--"

Half the room was ignoring him, and half were complaining, but Jolene didn't seem to notice any of it, so consumed with the song as he was. Sadara moved closer, and got a better look at him.

He looked like someone's long-haired dad with delusions of being a rally strider racer, right down to the bandana covering his forehead and tied off in the back. Black leather jacket, jeans, shades, the whole nine yards, as the saying went. The cherry on top, though, was the braided goatee.

Why me? she thought.

Nerevar stirred in the back of her mind, but didn't say a word.

"--and I cannot compete with you...Jolene."

The man was really putting his all into it; Sadara felt bad for walking up to him. He was a little drunk, she guessed, because he didn't notice her until she spoke to him.

"Come on, time to sit down. Let somebody else have a turn."

"Why?" He sounded half-about to cry. "What's the point?"

One of THOSE drunks, she thought ruefully. Well, there wasn't much going on...she wasn't having a lot of luck finding a guy for the night. Maybe if this guy were less focused on whoever he lost he'd do.

"Come on." She grabbed his arm and tugged gently. "You don't look so good, you need to sit down."

Sniffling. Half a sob. Then he looked up at her, and his weepy expression changed in an instant.

"Sure. Sure, why not.."

Jolene let her lead him off to a couch in a back hallway that only seemed to be frequently by people heading to the bathroom at the back. She fetched a bottle of flin and came back to him with two cups, then poured him out a bit. It was only being this close now that she noticed his ring--black and with a boxy setting and a little spike at the top.

"A drink'll serve you better than weeping over it. Or at least it'll put you out of your misery for a few hours."

"Nothing ever helps. I don't get hungover and I don't stop thinking about--about--" Jolene sputtered slightly.

"Well, there's got to be something that'll work," she patted his shoulder. "Get your mind off it. It's not the same thing, but I'm broke as hell and I have a bunch of ways to keep my mind off how much it sucks."

"Such as?"

"Finding literally anything to do that's free. I learned how to make tea from trama root, that's everywhere. The Waffle House I work at's got a nice jukebox...the manager's been teaching me to patch things up better than I was doing. That...none of that will probably help you, though, you look like you've got enough money you don't...don't, uh..." Sadara waved a hand absently. "Cliffracer hunting is fun if you need to burn off some steam. It'll make you some money but you'll probably get a bunch of new scars out of it."

She rolled up one sleeve and gestured to some of the healed-over scars.

"It looks--terrible," Jolene said, his voice halting. "And you did this for drinking money?"

"Oh no, I did it for a living before I got the job at the Waffle House," Sadara shrugged. "When you don't have much you have to take what you can get...and cliffracer plumes sell for well enough to be worth the trip. They're edible, too, so it's easy food...less gold to spend on food and more to spend on healing potions and armor repair. I kept meaning to buy a lute, but..."

"What stopped you?"

"These." she gestured. "Jiub got me the job, and it's not great...pipes get clogged, landlord keeps raising the rent, and we eat sleep for dinner two nights a week, but it's not bad."

"How is that not BAD?" he burst out. "You could do MUCH better. I'm sure you have more opportunities."

"Without qualifications, and not wanting to kowtow to crazy Telvanni...I'm not sure I'd suit for the Redoran, and as for Hlaalu...well I guess I am one, but..."

She shrugged. The flin was making her chatty, she knew she was saying too much, but she couldn't help herself. Jolene was such an easy listener and seemed to be hanging onto her every word.

"But what?"

"But I prefer not to tell people, because then they ask where I'm from, and then I tell them, and I have to hear, 'oh, I know you. Your cousin is the corpsefucker, right?" Sadara shrugged. "So I just tell everyone I don't belong to a Great House. It's easier. People expect less from you anyway. If I said I was house Hlaalu they'd probably think I was an idiot for not...you know..."

"Kissing Imperial ass, it's what they're known for," Jolene said. He finished the rest of his flin in one gulp, then took the bottle and took a long guzzle from it. He handed it back to her, and grumbled slightly. "That's swill, do they not have anything better?"

"It's a party, not a soiree," Sadara shrugged. "It'll get you drunk. Who cares about the quality?"

"I do. I have this thing called standards--"

"You're in the Red Mountain neighborhood, there's no such thing. There's probably a guy in every apartment building making prison wine out of whatever he can get his hands on. And why show up if you're going to insult what they've got on offer?"

"Like I have anything else to do." Jolene sat back, and looked up at the ceiling. "All this time, all these people..."

He started mumbling under his breath and she only caught bits of what he said.

"...have to show for...the point?...know what I'm doing..."

He straightened up once Sadara had finished her own cup and was pouring out another.

Nerevar? she thought.

Yes? The voice in her mind was unusually muted.

Will this guy do?

YES. The enthusiasm was clear, and in an odd way it was contagious.

"You don't seem like you're doing good," Sadara said, "So I was wondering...I came here to get a little...well..."

"Get what?" Jolene, for all his woe over his lost love, whoever it was, seemed completely clueless.

"You know. You want me to scream it in front of everyone?" she gave a slight giggle and leaned in as close as she could manage, considering he was taller than her. "Unless you aren't interested."

"Interested in wh--"

Jolene finally seemed to get it, and tensed straight up.

"You don't...know me," he said slowly, and after a moment, leaned down and said in a quieter voice, "Feeling reckless, are we?"

"Maybe." Sadara gave a grin, and met his eyes directly. "I don't really care who you are, I don't care what you've got - I can't catch it anyway."

They were a hair's breadth away from kissing when the shout came that had ruined many a party in the Red Mountain region neighborhood and would likely ruin many more.

"BONEHEADS!"

Chaos erupted in the hallway, and shrieks aplenty were heard in the rooms nearby. Four people stumbled out of the bathroom, one of then a Dunmer trying to zip up his shorts and the three others screeching about leaving half the moon sugar on the bathroom floor.

"Fucking hells--" Sadara swore, and started to get up. "Figures I'm about to get laid and the ordinators show up. I guess I'll see you at the next o--"

But Jolene was up beside her in a flash and said, "How do you feel about Suran?"

"Suran? What's that got to--"

"I can get us there, there's a Telvanni that runs a portal from near here to there for his drug money. You want to go?"

For only a moment did she think.

"Sure. How're you gonna get us out? And I thought you couldn't teleport from inside the Ghostfence?"

Jolene grinned madly. "The Ghostfence can't stop me."

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Between an invisibility spell and the ordinators getting busy arresting a few people who decided that attempting to run off with the ordinator's guar mounts was an excellent life decision, Sadara and Jolene slipped out without being seen--though the rain didn't stop, even for a moment. The Telvanni he mentioned was only a street over, and it wouldn't take long, she was told.

She insisted on not going too far until she got word back from Jiub--who'd been "taking a walk" with a few other guys and so had early warning of the ordinators pulling up.

You good? Jiub texted back as they were entering said Telvanni's house.

Better than good, she wrote back, as Jolene was negotiating. Going to Suran with some big hunk of a man.

I don't want to hear any details. Just be careful, alright?

Alright. I'll be fine.

"Sadara, let's go. Portal's ready."

She put away her phone, and stepped into a glowing circle on the floor. That looked enough like what she remembered from some of the Mages Guilds back in Cyrodiil.

A single blink.

She opened her eyes.

And right before the two of them was a huge sign with big gaudy flashing neon that said, "WELCOME TO FABULOUS SURAN."

"Well," she said suddenly, "What're we gonna do here? You can't go at me on the street, you know."

"There's a lot more to do here than back there behind the Ghostfence," Jolene said, waving one hand briefly. "Musical theater, magic acts, acrobatics...gambling. There's tours, if you wanted--have you ever seen any stage shows?"

"Well--online." Sadara looked around. The crowds around weren't paying a bit of attention to them. People were in House robes, armor, wearing feathered costumes...and the city, however glittery, seemed so--alive. Not like the Imperial capital, but...somehow MORE. "Just being around here's a treat, though, you don't have to--it's not necessary."

She was going to bang him anyway; she didn't want him to feel like he had to wine and dine her.

"It is ENTIRELY necessary," Jolene added in a grandiose tone. "Now tell me, my lady, where shall we go first?"

[collegetennisoriginstory]

So, I almost never post or ask anything in my entire life, but I just have to say. I LOVE that there is tennis IF (I am a huge fan of Prince of Tennis too lol), and I am just a sucker for the passionate, hot-headed types, so Rayyan is definitely up my alley. It's hard for me to decide between wanting to be the kind and gentle type of MC or the type to push every one of Rayyan's buttons, but I really love the update and especially being able to dive into the ROs' POVs. Anyways, looking forward to more from you and hope that you are well and fine!

YOOOO you're too kind!!! Thank you!

Speaking of, I really need to start watching Prince of Tennis, or Haikyuu.

Hehe, I love both the idea of a sweet gentle MC who's way too patient for Rayyan, and the kind that's just all up in Rayyan's face, ready to pick a fight at the drop of a hat. Glad you like the IF so far, and I'm definitely going to write more RO POV scenes moving forward! They're too much fun! I think G needs one, pronto. They're the only one without at least 1 POV scene yet!

[ohmygeese]

I feel like the complaints people have about this season about the princesses and destiny's children have the mechanics of dnd combat and storytelling to "blame."

Like I would've loved if Rosamund got to do a persuasion check for either Snow or Cinderella. Like I was ready for it even before the start of the episode but it couldnt happen 'cus one: Rosamund was out for I think a round of combat, two: Rosamund heard people coming from out side the Canonade and three: Snow white was already four rounds into the spell and something needed to be done pronto. Yes, her concentration got broken but I think at that point Cinderella stole Scheherezade's book.

So, Siobhan not wasting anytime decided to go for what could solve the problems at hand. A zephyr strike so she could at least deal good damage to Snow (maybe so Tim can put her in the book or at least to knock her unconcious) and so she could move 60 feet away from what she knows should either be the fairies or the Stepmother.

And then she fucking hit a nat 20, you don't plan that. A great, poetic nat 20 btw. Like again the image of Sleeping Beauty killing Snow White, two princesses who needed a true love's kiss to wake up from what is essentially death. One undead princess to another, trading crits and blows. Really, if any other dc member killed Snow, it wouldnt have felt as good anf painful as this.

And besides, we got Mira and Elody (maybe, Cinderella, I honestly don't know how thats going to go but I am waiting for it meaning I need Rosamund in her fucked-up state to do it). Heck, Red really tried with La Bete. And even got her fur when it was obvious that talking wouldn't work. It's the thought of even if it came down to this, I'm thinking of you. We're thinking of you. We'll accept you with open arms.

(Well maybe not all of them but c'mon you have to let the Frog Prince eat Rapunzel like the heron at Baba Yaga's hut. It's funny and nice callback. Who knows maybe Gerard coughs up a hair ball).

All in all, I am happy with this season and am excitedly waiting for the finale. I hope the Stepmother and Baba Yaga have a looney tunes type brawl. And I hope the Baba Yaga makes Alphonse appears in a battle one last time.

[fee-ling]

Cosa voleva dire essere adolescenti negli anni ottanta e novanta?

Non esistevano i cellulari e i social non sapevamo nemmeno cosa fossero. L'unica cosa veramente "social(e)" era stare assieme agli altri. Per davvero, nella vita reale.

Si stava a giocare a pallone in strada con gli amici fino a quando tua madre non ti urlava che era pronto. E il sabato e la domenica ogni con la propria compagnia sui muretti o al pub.

Le strade erano piene di gente. I bar erano pieni di gente. Alla domenica, nel giorno di riposo per tutti, l'appuntamento al bar dello sport era un rito fisso. Erano tutti ammassati perché i bar una volta erano dei microcosmi pieni di vita e di umanità.E tutti, giovani e non, si intrattenevano in quei locali pieni di fumo (già, perché allora si poteva fumare anche dentro ai bar), aspettando il proprio turno per poter scommettere sulle partite.E non si giocava la "bolletta", quella è nata dopo. Ma si giocava la schedina. Ricordo ancora la scritta “Totocalcio” in verde, sulla sinistra l’elenco delle partite che si sarebbero disputate ed in rosa gli “1 x 2”. C’era la possibilità di vincite milionarie con “facendo il 13” o di vincite più discrete con il 12. Si discuteva, si parlava e ci si confrontava per cercare il pronostico giusto per "azzeccare" il risultato. Alla mattina c'erano i cartoni animati, quelli belli, pixel sfocati dello schermo della tv a tubo catodico. Su Italia 1 davano "Hello! Spank", "Doraemon", "Georgie", "Sui monti con Annette", "L'incantevole Creamy", "Il mio nome è Jem". Altrimenti, se andavi sulle reti private potevi trovare "Ken il Guerriero", "Mazinga", "Sampei", "Ransie la strega", "Bia la sfida della magia", "Chuck, castoro" e tanti altri.

I film erano dei veri e propri capolavori: da Indiana Jones a Terminator, da Guerre stellari a Rocky, da Lo squalo ai film horror che tutti i mercoledì davano in doppio appuntamento a "Notte Horror" su Italia 1. E siccome il primo film cominciava alle 22:30, quello di mezzanotte e mezza toccava videoregistrarlo perché poi il giorno dopo c'era la scuola. Le VHS: oggetti oramai quasi introvabili e diventati vintage: funzionavano con nastri magnetici che giravano dentro e ci si poteva registrare sopra anche sei, sette, otto volte. L'unico modo per non sovraregistrarle era rimuovere la linguetta in plastica. Ma se poi cambiavi idea ci potevi applicare lo schotch ed ecco che si ripristinava.Ascoltavamo Vasco, gli 883 e Claudio Baglioni. Ma poi anche Michael Jackson, Prince ed i Queen. Ma c'erano anche i Guns'n'Roses ed i Duran Duran. Capitava di vedere in giro gente con lo stereo a palla e le All Stars ai piedi. Magari anche su uno skateboard.Tutto era diverso: anche l'aria che si respirava. Sia per strada che nei luoghi pubblici. Degli odori che oggi non ci sono più.

-Web

[qbril]

_"Hazbin hotel Real Hell AU"_

Hola a todos , les presento mi au de Hazbin hotel & helluva boss , no es una au muy seria ni nada , es algo que hise por diversión donde cambia ciertas cosas de la historia original pero no mucho de la historia

Algunos ejemplos que puedo dar :

*Lucifer de mi au es un mal y ocupado padre que solo se preocupa por sí mismo y tiene la actitud más semejante a lo que esperaríamos de un pecado del orgullo ( lo hise así por qué no me convencida el original , no lo odio pero es algo decepcionante )

*Modificaciones en el diseño de los personajes algunos mínimos y otros más radicales ( ej: los príncipes de los pecados )

Espero que les guste , pronto publicaré más de esta au

* intentar llenar los agujeros de guion de la serie original

* historia de origen para cada personaje ect

Personajes principales:

Charlie Morninghstar

Lucifer ( solo en lore )

Vaggie

Alastor

Niffty

Husk

Angel dust

Inglés:

Hello everyone, I present to you my Hazbin hotel & helluva boss au, it's not a very serious au or anything, it's something I did for fun where it changes certain things from the original story but not much of the story

Some examples I can give:

*Lucifer from my au is a bad and busy father who only cares about himself and has the attitude most similar to what we would expect from a sin of pride (I did it that way why I wasn't convinced by the original, I don't hate it but it is somewhat disappointing)

*Modifications in the design of the characters, some minimal and others more radical (e.g. the princes of sins)

( espero que se entienda el inglés , no sé mucho xdnt)

I hope you like it, soon I will publish more of this au

Main characters:

Charlie Morninghstar

Lucifer

Vaggie

Alastor

Niffty

Husk

Angel dust

[groriatrevi10xx]

Queen Arma and King Chuck!

Anónimo: ¡Reina Arma y Rey Chuck!

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*Antes de que más responsabilidades cayeran sobre sus hombros, antes de convertirse en Rey... Chuck había asistido con Mary a una invitación a un banquete en el Mundo de las Brujas, cortesía de Arma y su buena relación amistosa con Mary, él no había sido invitado más bien... Solo Mary.../Before more responsibilities were placed on his shoulders, before he became King... Chuck had attended with Mary an invitation to a banquet in the Witch World, courtesy of Arma and his good friendly relationship with Mary, he had not been invited rather... Only Mary...

Entonces, cuando las Brujas lo vieron pasar junto a Mary, lo miraron con desdén y desprecio... Como si fuera algo que no debía ser apreciado, pero las Brujas trataron de mostrar amabilidad y ocultar lo molestas que estaban con el invitado no deseado... Después de todo, muchas de ellas se llevaban bien con Mary y no querían hacer enojar o entristecer a la chica.../So when the Witches saw him walk past Mary, they looked at him with disdain and contempt... As if it were something that shouldn't be appreciated, but the Witches tried to show kindness and hide how upset they were with the unwanted guest... After all, many of them got along with Mary and they didn't want to make the girl angry or sad...

Así que la noche eterna no fue agradable cuando pasó, Mary se ha alejado de él para hablar con unos amigos... Pronto ella también será Reina y quiere que él disfrute de este día después de todo, por lo que intenta permanecer casi invisible... Pero es imposible, no para los ojos de la monarca de las Brujas.../So the eternal night was not pleasant when it passed, Mary has moved away from him to talk to some friends... Soon she will also be Queen and wants him to enjoy this day after all, so she tries to stay almost invisible... But it is impossible, not for the eyes of the monarch of the Witches...

Aunque la Monarca desprende un aire frío y vacío a su alrededor, ella no mira al todavía Príncipe con desdén ni ningún otro tipo de desagrado, sino más bien... Lo mira con una sonrisa, no parece falsa como muchas que ha visto dar a la Monarca desde lejos.../Although the Monarch gives off a cold and empty air around her, she does not look at the still Prince with disdain or any other kind of displeasure, but rather... She looks at him with a smile, it does not seem false like many that he has seen the Monarch give from afar...

Él se sorprende cuando la Reina de las Brujas se acerca a él... Rápidamente las Brujas que lo miran malvadamente y con mucho odio, se hacen a un lado, solo para dejar pasar a su Alteza Real, hay miedo reflejado en los ojos de las Brujas que se apartan, pero también hay adoración ciega y respeto hacia la Reina.../He is surprised when the Queen of the Witches approaches him... Quickly the Witches who look at him evilly and with much hatred, move aside, only to let her Royal Highness pass, there is fear reflected in the eyes of the Witches who move away, but there is also blind adoration and respect towards the Queen...

Chuck no sabe si sorprenderse en este mundo loco, cuando ve la capa de la Reina moverse como si estuviera viva, como un fuego... Las Brujas rápidamente se alejan más, como si la tela fuera a quemarlas... Pero en realidad, sorprendentemente, eso es lo que hace la tela cuando toca la piel de una Bruja... Quema.../Chuck doesn't know whether to be surprised in this crazy world, when he sees the Queen's cloak move as if it were alive, like a fire... The Witches quickly move further away, as if the cloth were going to burn them... But in reality, surprisingly, that's what the cloth does when it touches a Witch's skin... It burns...

Eso debe ser doloroso, por alguna razón se pregunta si fue buena idea venir... Porque en un abrir y cerrar de ojos la Reina ya está a su lado, cómodamente acomodada... Mirando desde su lugar a todos.../That must be painful, for some reason he wonders if it was a good idea to come... Because in the blink of an eye the Queen is already at his side, comfortably accommodated... Looking from her place at everyone...*

Arma: Debes ser el príncipe Chuck... Mary me habló de ti.../You must be Prince Chuck... Mary told me about you...

*En realidad, Chuck siempre quiso saber cómo Mary conoció a las Brujas y luego a Arma... Porque ahora en este momento, se pregunta cómo llegó aquí... Tan lejos.../Actually, Chuck always wanted to know how Mary met the Witches and then Arma... Because now at this moment, he wonders how she got here... So far away...

Pero supongo que eso seguirá siendo un misterio por un tiempo.../But I suppose that will remain a mystery for a while...*

Chuck: También me habló de ti, Emperatriz Arma.../She also told me about you, Empress Arma...

*Arma parece negar con la cabeza, en realidad parece estar tratando de no reír.../Arma seems to shake his head, he actually seems to be trying not to laugh...*

Arma: ¿Monarca? ¿Emperatriz? Jaja... Prefiero simplemente Reina o mejor dicho, simplemente llámame Arma.../Monarch? Empress? Haha... I prefer just Queen or better said, just call me Arma...

*Y ese fue el comienzo de una conversación... Mientras Mary sonreía desde lejos al ver a su prometido, la noche no era mala después de todo.../And that was the start of a conversation... As Mary smiled from afar at the sight of her Fiancé, the night wasn't bad after all...

Después de todo, Su Alteza Real no permitía que cualquiera la llamara por su nombre de manera amistosa.../After all, Her Royal Highness didn't let just anyone call her by her first name in a friendly manner...*

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G: ¡Y eso es todo!, Espero que les guste, siempre he creído que si Arma se encontrara con Chuck, probablemente sería de lejos, solo se han visto de lejos... Mientras Chuck intenta acercarse a ella, ella parece desaparecer de su vista o la Reina no está en su castillo.../And that's it! I hope you like it, I've always believed that if Arma met Chuck, it would probably be from afar, they've only seen each other from afar... While Chuck tries to get closer to her, she seems to disappear from his sight or the Queen is not in her castle...

Así que en realidad se conocieron a través de Mary, así lo imagino... No sé ustedes, ¿qué piensan?.../So they actually met through Mary, that's how I imagine it... I don't know about you, what do you think?...

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Arma: Es mía... {It's mine...}

Chuck es de {Chuck is from}: @mochi-chan-2006

Mary es de {Mary is from}: @askkassandragf-v-2

[slugterra-twisted-ends]

Slugterra Northbound Episode 2 released!

Slugterra Northbound Episode 2: Palace Alpha has been released!

HOLY SWEET SLESUS EPISODE 2 IS DONE!

[fragmentosadolescentes]

Todavía tengo la esperanza de que, en realidad, no quisiste decir "adiós" sino "hasta pronto". Pero nuevos días van llegando, tú no has regresado, mi paciencia se está agotando y mis ilusiones evaporando. -Dark prince

[alien-mil]

Royal! AU based on a dream I had. I’m making Slugs still canon

Eli is a rouge runaway (AKA SURFACE) and he has been invited to join a community gathering in the castle gardens in the Kingdom of Orientem (it’s google translate for east) Eli has heard about this Kingdom since he was able to talk and so when he is casted out from his own home he sets off to the gathering.

Walking through the gardens Eli meets a Troll, they make conversation. Kord explains how he became a knight. He is know in the Kingdom to be born from the best Blacksmiths, Kord was meant to follow in the family’s footsteps but as he was in training a customer had been attacked, Kord had fought off the attacker and saved who he soon find out was the Prince. Kord wasn’t any normal Knight he was the Prince’s first hand Knight. Eli not picking up that if Kord was there so is the Prince (he is too interested in Kord’s Story) The two talk about Slugs, Eli ask questions about Kord’s home as Eli is a new comer, Kord does the same, Eli ask what’s brings Kord to the gardens and Kord is brought to a realisation he needs to change the guards. Saying he’ll see Eli later at the festival.

Eli realising the Garden is bigger than expected because he is no where near halfway, he meets a second person well Mole person but details. This Pronto was the greatest explorer and traveler there is to know. He’s been to all corners of their globe. Monologue after monologue, Eli is finding that he enjoys it for some reason. As Eli ask Pronto what brings him to the gardens Pronto explains how this is his second home, his family live in the 99 Kingdom and has no way to go back. He explains how he is meant to be inline for the next Molanoid throne but he finds no interest. Explaining once he’s done his adventures he will return to rule and hasn’t been back since. Eli finds sadness about the story but Pronto assures him everything has been taken care of which brightens the mood. With that Pronto declares he will help Eli see the most he can around the garden and enjoy it.

After making it to the halfway point with his new companion Eli admires the white cherry blossom trees. Walking around to the biggest of the trees admiring how, compared to the others, is a bright pink and then he bumps into someone. The person who was previously standing over Eli helping him up and now talking to him was Trixie. She was a local of the Kingdom, a noble but she hates the title because she has to talk to suitors at the Royal balls. Trixie was great to talk to, her and Pronto got on like firecrackers which was kind of terrifying to witness. As Eli and Pronto moved on from the trees, Trixie did too, saying she was third wheeling her friends and wanted to talk to someone not from Orientem. And so Eli talked, probably the most in his whole life with Trixie and Pronto. Pronto breaking into monologue, Trixie butting in the question if Pronto actually did those things. It was great, if only Kord joined him. Then Eli asked Trixie what she’s doing in the garden, apart from third wheeling, she replied saying she wanted to see the Cherry Blossoms again. As the event is a once every decade experience.

The two realised they were needed for total seperate meetings. Trixie said her friends are panicking about where she is, and Pronto says that an apprentice needs help with cartography, both Trixie and Pronto leave to the right of the garden seemingly a shortcut out. So Eli accepts these reasonings with nothing but gratitude and good nature and continues to wonder. The rest of the gardens trail was absolutely beautiful, all the colours seemed the best by the end of the trail and more vibrant. Eli not realising for several minutes that no one is along the trail anymore. Even before running into the others there had been plenty of people walking around. This garden is that big, but now it’s just Eli…

And a man in a white and gold robe who is standing under a purple wisteria tree. The tree is gorgeous but Eli’s attention was on the man. He was lean and seemed to have some muscle on him, not as much as Kord, his dark hair was long and flowing in the wind. His eyes where dark brown like Eli could lose himself with in the darkness within them. But his face was pearly and sharp, covered in kindness. Eli had never seen a man like him. He introduces himself as Junjie, Eli is familiar but he’s not sure where from. Junjie says he’s been looking forward to meeting Eli, asking about what he means Junjie explains that whoever comes through the garden has potential to become the prince’s suitor if he so chooses. Eli then goes on in absolute shock that he’s got no idea who he is. It’s then Junjie’s turn to continue explaining. The whole reason for the garden is to show beauty, and look for it, but not the physical beauty. Junjie explains yes Eli is attractive but he’s also kind and curious. He was able to make friends along he garden and still gave them gratitude when they left. Junjie tells how they will be able to learn each other and become friends but at the moment Eli is a suitor for Junjie if he so wishes.

Eli explains how he wants to be friends first, or at least be able to trust each other and Junjie agrees disappointed but will try since Eli is the only suitor he has liked and maybe gets to love.