#ahd that is a THREAT

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Is anyone else preparing themselves for the worst for the Ruin DLC or is it just me

[kavehater]

You KNOW it’s bad when you begin to realise that you really do understand from the other perspective how insanity feels like

[tortademaracuya]

i watched some urban exploration videos again today and while thinking how disrespectful and annoying the whole video was I remembered my OC lol he would fucking do all that shit

[tizeline]

So after after everyone has calmed down and Donnie has ahd everything explained to him him and his brothers just... hang out for a while. To bond. (Even Draxum has forgotten about the empyrean at this point lmao)

Except, well, there's one or two things Donnie has not been informed of yet, one of which is The Prophecy, so Draxum takes it upon himself to explain who exactly their enemy is and.

Well.

You all knew this peaceful wholesome family reunion wasn't gonna last forever.

So turns out that Draxum didn't just style his lab the way an evil mad scientist would style it for purely aesthetic reasons! (And turns out maybe Splinter had a good reason to keep Donnie hidden from the rest of his family!)

Needless to say, this is where Donnie finally connects the dots and comes to the conclusion that these crazy people pose a serious threat to his home and his best friend, and he himself as a result is now in very very (two verys) big trouble! Uh oh! :D What the fuck will he do now!?

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[marymary-diva17]

Tonowari x Mai/Ty Lee! (From: Avatar the Last Airbender) Fem! Reader x Ronal (poly mates)/ Aonung x Tsireya x Rotxo x Fem Reader (platonic/parental relationship):

Basically the Reader is like Mai but has the flexibility of Ty Lee. Anyways the he reader wasn’t there when the Sully’s arrived so she has never met them. So when she comes back she sees Jake and thinks that he is a threat so she goes into protection mode. So then they start to fight and (the Reader has throwing starts and is really flexible so she’s able to doge all his attacks) this attracts a huge crowd and when Neytiri sees her mate being attacked she steps in and also fights with the Reader (so now it 2v1). You can continue it from here.

P.s. Can it be after the second movie and Neteyam lives.

Thank you.

Tonowari x reader x ronal

I have been given similar request for tonowari x reader x ronal like this before. I will still do the request of the reader being like Mai and ty lee, but there are going to be some changes to the story.

Pandora is a world that is always filled with mystery, beauty, and wonder no matter where you live on the planet. The navi who lived on pandora and worship the great mother, had always found a way to make something with life. There are many ways of living life on Pandora some of them similar and different. Pandora had been also filled with peace and war, even due these two situations are happening everyone had been able to make way with their lives on pandora and within their clans.

tonowari " yanwtu"

y/n " yes ma tonowari" you are standing on the beach gather some fruit.

tonowari " I was wondering if you can help me with Jake sully and his family and some friends" the sully family had arrived here yesterday and the who clan was shocked by their arrival.

y/n " I will love to help I was going to offer my help"

tonowari " that what I love about you"

y/n " good I'm guessing our ronal not willing to help at the moment"

tonowari " she doing her own with mo'at and the healers I don't think, it will be a good idea to leave her and neytiri in the same room unsupervised" you had nodded your head knowing that was the truth, as the stand off between the two was not very good.

?????? " mom" you and tonowari and seen tsireya making her way over to them, she soon stopped when she reached her mom. Looking at you with bright eyes and smile on her face.

y/n " hello my daughter now what go you in such a rush"

tisreya " well I was hoping if you can help my and the boys, with the sully kids and spider they wish to know of some of the moves you taught us"

tonowari " well my daughter it had asked your mom the same question" tonowari ahd walked towards tsireya and brought her close to him.

tsireya " what did you say mom"

????? " mom" even before you could open your mouth and say anything aonung and rotxo had come running over.

aonung " hey mom can you help us with the sully kids please"

rotox " yes it will be fun"

tsireya " well before you all came she was about to answer mine and baba question"

aonung " oh really mom please say yes beauty please, it will be fun and making lessons more interesting there so many times you can laugh at someone when they fall off an IIu ...ahh baba"

tonowari " be nice young man"

rotox " please mom it will be good for us and them and it can help us become friends"

y/n " well you all give good reason and I originally did say yes to your baba"

tsireya " wiat it no longer a yes"

y/n " it still a yes my children and I was going to ask to see if I can help them already, before I was asked"

the kids " yes"

tonowari " thank you ma y/n and please go easy on them"

y/n " oh yes I will go easy on the children as the adult I will do my best"

tonowari " I know you will"

y/n " good"

The next day

Y/n " bring the sully family and anyone else who wish to come to the beach"

tsireya " yes mom we will meet you there"

y/n " good"

ronal " I still can't you are going to teach them all you know"

y/n " I'm going to teach them some stuff but not everything"

ronal " good you don't need to be sharing all your secrets and skills" you had kissed ronal goodbye as you soon left the home and headed home, there are some skills that good amount of navi knew about and you were one of those navi. You had soon reached the beach and waited for the arrival of everyone else.

tsireya " everyone this is our mom she will be helping you all with some combat lessons or self defense"

tsu'tey " this small women is your mother she doesn't seem like a warrior more like a healer or gather"

aonung " well she also those at along with some other stuff as well"

neytiri " umm what can she tech as we have been through many battles, she seems like she done none"

y/n " fine let see what I can you as fighting you three came at me and, see if you can beat me"

Jake " are you sure about this we rather not hurt the mate of tonowari and ronal"

y/n " it will be okay" Soon all three adults had looked at each other tsutey was the first one to changer at you, and you soon enouh jumped over him.

tsu'tey " huh" you soon hit tsu'tey in his arms he soon left his limbs go numb.

tsu'tey " what have you done to me" you soon hit him in his legs and rib cage soon sending him to the ground.

tsu'tey " how is that possible I can't move"

Jake " nice trick but try to take on a man who has human training" now Jake had came at you a you ran him he tried to get you but he missed you soon tossed something at him wrapping his legs and arms up.

Jake " what the heck" you soon tap Jake on the forehead sending him falling down to the sandy ground.

neytiri " you will pay for what you did to my husband and tsu'tey"

y/n " then let go" neytiri had came to you and you soon started fighting her but when neytiri had thought she had, the upper hand she was soon brought down when you ahd beat her. Doing the same things you did to Jake and tsu'tey.

y/n " well what do you three think about me now"

rotxo " umm mom"

y/n " umm oh I did to much"

the kids " that amazing"

y/n " huh"

spider " that was amazing you moved and did that all like it was nothing"

y/n " oh thank you"

neteyam " your mother is amazing fighter"

y/n " thank you"

kiri " how did you do those moves"

y/n " well it something I learned when I was very young"

mo'at " that was wonderful" everyone soon saw mo'at standing with a crowd of people that came to see.

tuk " grandmother did you see that"

mo'at " yes I have know of clan doing that but never see it before"

y/n " yes I from a clan like that I have leaned this skills and perfected them over the years"

Jake " that good to hear umm if you don't mind can you undo what happened here"

y/n " oh yes" you ahd freed Jake first and soon undid what you had done to tsu'tey and neytiri.

neytiri " that was amazing you are one of the few women that can, keep up to me"

y/n " thanks"

kiri " can you teach us what you had done"

y/n " well yes and can teach you the combat skills and the draggers I used but it can't do the other stuff"

kids " aww'

y/n " maybe when you all get older we can come back to this subject"

tsireya " yes mom"

tsu'tey You are a good fighting you help me learn a thing or two"

y/n " thank you" you had kept the end of your promise and showed, the kdis some combat and defensive moves as well. When it came to the adults you had some them some of your moves that you used against them and helped them learn more about it. It seems like no matter where anyone else on Pandora there will always be wonder, and beauty and you seem to be one of those wonder and beauty as well.

[helloescapist]

For the Year to Come | Tamaki Amajiki

Word Count: 1492?

Setting: tamaki amajiki x gn!reader, pining

Content Warning(s): SFW, fluff

Summary: with U.A. a buzz with tsukimi so close, you find yourself with a helper in the kitchen as you prepare for the festival.

A/N: I adore this time of year, and the moonfestivals throughout the countries. Expect to see a few themed, fluff shorts this week inspired by the moon.

[image is not mine!]

Steam rolled off of pots, waves of decadent scents filled the small dorm kitchen. Kabocha rested under the air, nestled against the side of the kitchen. Warmed by the stove, the resting of dough, and produce awaiting care. The fold of noodles having dusted amongst your fingers, rested on hangers.

Set to rest for a moment, the fold of vegetables, under the sharp blade of a knife. Crisp and fresh, worthy of any producer. The smile of a hum tucked upon your lips as your fingertips tucked under your knuckles. Carefully pinning nappa cabbage against the cutting board. Your dominant hand wielding the butcher’s blade as you delicately threaded the sharp edge against the cabbage. Crips and tangy, the touch of salt against its diced leaves. Vivid green, lovely under the kitchen lights. Ingredients compiled, and procured from all the shopping districts in the area. Proof of the dedication the U.A. students and faculty had placed into securing their supplies. Despite the threat the League of Villains had posed, obviously significant enough to have drawn the entirety of the student body into onsite dormitories, the students and staff had resolved themselves to live life normally. In a way, it was verification of how resilient your class was, and the upcoming generation of heroes. Their resilience gifting you an inner strength to endure time spent away from home, encouraged you in the difficult times, and because of this, you had offered yourself up. Volunteered to do a majority of the cooking for the upcoming tsukimi festivities. Reassured it would be no trouble, you were more than familiar with the basics of cooking from your family having instilled long time traditions at home, and over the years, and while there were a few other students who stopped by, and offered their assistance as time went on, the majority had taken pride in preparing for other activities. Games across the school grounds, decorating, and preparing offerings except for one student, who had been known to peek in periodically. Shyly standing as though a phantom at the door, peeking around the trim of the kitchen entrance before scurrying off, just to inevitably return to peek into the humble kitchen.

                The first time Amajiki had wandered to this area of the dormitories, you ahd wondered if he was perhaps hungry, or in need of snacks. It wouldn’t have been entirely unreasonable, his quirk after all required quite the hefty stock, and for all the time you had been in the kitchen, the upper classman had not nibbled on anything. Regardless of how you insisted. Your offer having drawn the red to his cheeks, the tremble of his small elven ears, as his eyes surveyed the kitchen before releasing a squeak of a vowel you could not comprehend, slurred as he turned on his heel, and dove for the safety of his own private dorm. The interaction having drawn your curiosity, as to why he had wandered in the area in the first place. If perhaps, senpai was embarrassed to be caught hungry—you, yourself had been on the receiving end of a deceitful tummy growl in class. Though, you were beginning to suspect that it was not in fact his stomach that had drawn him to the kitchen. The pressure of his eyes peeking over the door frame, the wiggle of his nose, caught on the warm scents that illuminated from steaming pots. The tremble of his eyes when you had peeked behind your shoulder, anxious to feel someone’s else upon your back. Weary of a threat, only revealed to be the hero-to-be Suneater, or at least, you assumed so. The rush of his fleeing state leaving only the small tip of his pointed ears, and sway of his blueberry hair in your sights.  The third time, you steeled yourself to the eyes that traced your back. Fought back the anxiety that wiggled your bones and brought the blush to your cheekbones… shooed away any frightful fantasies. Reprimanded yourself for the brief thought that perhaps, he wanted to see you. No, no, no! shame on you, you scolded yourself as you waved your ladle in the smoke of the kitchen. As though you were exorcising such wishful thoughts from your crush-stricken brain. No, in all your time of knowing the upper classmen, you wore more than aware that… it was likely the excitement of setting up other events weather card games, or decorating with the ikebana displays had likely been too loud eventful for the quiet boy. Though his social aversion was evident, you had also noticed that when the opportunity arose, his kindness often broke through the cracks of nervousness and self-inflicted worries. He was sweet, and thoughtful, in the way he defended others on the battle field. His self-sacrifice and willingness to stand his ground—ah, it was likely the elven-eared boy was working up the courage to ask if you needed any assistance. Wishing to assist within his means.

                The roll of steam fluttered across your brow, tinted your cheeks as the all too familiar graze across your shoulders caught upon your heightened senses once again. Resisted the urge to giggle at his cute antics. The light step of his shoes tapped against the tile of the floor, his house shoes snug. Utilizing the sheen of the steel cover removed from steamed bok choy, you allowed yourself to peek at his obscured reflection in the cookware. A look of melancholy rolled across his expression, his eyes once again dusted over the ingredients, unsure of their importance. The red, the heat of the kitchen you told yourself touched upon the tip of his ears before his deep-set eyes found your reflection. His shoulders arched, and high, far too aware of how he had been caught. The turn of his heel, quick to flee once more denied swiftly as you caught the edge of his sweater. How cute he looked removed from his school uniform, snuggled into layers. “A-Amajiki-senpai, would, would you mind helping me?” You requested. Unsure if your request was far too demanding, or whether it was the reassurance he needed to bridge communication. The warmth of the night sky that stretched across the mid-evening met your own. Shyly gazing your reaction before drifting to the gaze of your fingers intertwined in his sweater. The fumble of apologies as you withdrew your fingers from his side.

Amajiki--- ah, no, he had said you could refer to him as Tamaki. Although the nervous shatter of his voice had you questioning if he was sincere, or rather, it was a forced attempt to be friendly when he was horribly uncomfortable. Oh you prayed it wasn’t the alternative. Numbly fumbled his name each time you spoke it. Basked in the appearance of Ama—Tamaki-senpai with a half apron tied at his hips. Shy to ask you questions regarding your ingredients. Little things, such as if you wanted the kabocha only washed, or fully sliced. Whether the noodles prepared were for udon or soba—nodded his understanding when you had resolved to make both. wanting to avoid a dispute amongst your classmates. How eagerly he navigated the kitchen, securing you ingredients as you requested them. The shy smile tucked at the corner of his lips, warm and soothing. Encouraged by your praise, and happy to be at your side. Flustered in the way he found himself leaning into your shoulder, nervous to answer your coos to try the broth. Panicked of the way you offered to feed him the sample while he folded the mochi dough, but most of all, it was the way that you tended to the stock. Drawn into ensuring the balance of dashi was perfect, and the miso glaze dressed across the simmered squash, when you had peeked over your shoulder.

                The ends of his hair had been pinned back with bobby pins, allowing you the rare opportunity to memorize his delicate features. The porcelain tone of his skin flushed against the heat of the kitchen. The rumble of pots teasing the tremble of your heart. The blush as his hair every reminiscent of an indigo bunting bird, and just as beautiful as its feathers carefully pinned to the side. His eyelashes, long and doll like. The almond cut of his eyes, appraised at the dough caught between his long fingers. The upper classman’s touch delicate as he molded the dough meticulously. Caught between the delicate pinch of his fingers. Rolled carefully and skillfully as though he had practiced the motions… no, you felt confident he had practiced this, maybe throughout his youth. The shy smile that found his face before lifting up the mochi for you to see. A small white plush bunny revealed between his fingers. Timid in the way he peeked down at it, and back at you, whispered, “F-for you.”

[meowjaa]

Dont Get Your Hopes Up - xavier thorpe x fem!reader

Nevermore Academy, 2022

You were on a walk with wednesday trying to find more information about this monster that wednesday had saw killing rowan, wednesday had came to my dorm knocking loudly for me to answer it was early so she didn't expect anybody to be up so we decided to head into the forest because she had a visions telling her to go to this old ruined building only leaving just a few bricks and disgarded walls..

It was storming and we we're both covered in rain, we finally arrived with the help of thing and some other peoples help.. "Wednesday why bring me out this early, I get that you want to solve this but I have an early class helping Mrs. Thornhill setting up for our lesson today" Wednesday searches around as I do and she finally speaks out-

"Why even help her, shes decent but we cant trust anybody in that school under any circumstance do you also understand that thing?" she said turning around in a threating voice. I check my watch and realize im going to be late-

"Wednesday! Thing! I have to get to the classroom ill catch up with you guys later tell me if anything else interesting happens goodbye" they say goodbye and I start to head towards the school, im soaking wet no umbrella and everything else sucks.. a few minutes pass.

Everything is starting to look the same and im starting to get cold.. I pass by a few trees that I could've sworn I past by until I saw this shed with a light on a perfect chance to get warm if anybody isnt in there..

I walk towards the shed and slowly open the old wood doors to see a tall slim figure standing in front of a canvas, he has a bun and you now realize who it is Xavier Thorpe, the most "hottest" boy in school as enid quotes.

"Xavier Thorpe.." he turns around in shock and looks me up and down "Y/N L/N, I heard you wanted to speak” I smile softly and sit down onto his desk he sets down his paint brush and gets the paint off his hand with a wet cloth he ahd laying around.

“I heard you talking with ajax, you need a fake date to the rave’n and I also need too” Xavier looks at me and he smiles “The Y/N is asking me to a date to the rave’n?” I roll my eyes and get up “Its a win for a win xavier just say yes” 

He scoffs and throws his head back sighing “Fine, but you do know that if I need to kiss you, your going to have too right? to get bianca back” I roll my eyes “If I have too yes, but dont get your hopes up”

- authors note, HEY HEY HEY!! SO THE ENDING IS RLLY CUTE SO IF YALL WANT ME TO MAKE A PART 2 FOR THAT SCENARIO THEN I WILL  PLEASE LET ME KNOW THOUGH <3

[hunting-songs]

THE SHOULDER TOUCH. ( A PROMPT LIST! )

[ SHIELD ]: the sender catches hold of the receiver's shoulder and draws them back and away from a threat, pulling them behind them for their safety.

THE SHOULDER TOUCH.

The beast-hunter had written to Senritsu in his horrible handwriting that the womans read-aloud-app had always problems to decode, that eighty years ago the owner of the Mansion had held a private concert.

The beast-hunter had written to Senritsu, that the Mansion was located a few hours away from the city, so eighty years ago noone had wondered why they had not seen anyone living in the mansion visiting the city for weeks.

The beast-hunter had written to Senritsu, that only after weeks people had seeked out the mansion only to find the mansion silent and the Hall filled with bodies sitting in the chairs as if hey had died from one second to another.

In his horrible handwriting that made Senritsu smile in a mix of desperation and fondess, the beast-hunter had also written to Senritsu, that in the past eighty years the mansion had been often visited by adventuerers- first by those who would loot the left behind corpses because noone had dared to take them away and years later by Beast-hunter like he was one as the mansion or more accurately the flora and fauna around the mansion had changed. It was this beast-hunters that had left behind a metalladder reaching from ground level to a broken in window on the first floor that as the mansion had on ground level overgrown by thick thorny veins that moved like snakes around the walls and made it impossible to use the doors or climb through the windows on groundlevel. Blue flowers opned along the thick vines like eyes whenever one of them came near them as they climbed the ladder into the room on the first floor. It was in this small room, wrapped in a thick layer of twilight that, she suddenly felt Kurapikas head on her shoulder accompanied by a sudden spark in his heartbeat that stabbed sharp like a needle into her ear. Before the woman could react he shoved her behind himself and Senritsu had to hasty grab for the windowsill to not fall backwards out of it. Blinking in confusion the woman looked around- over the dusty walls dressed in what ahd once been expensive wallpaper, over the caopy-bed at one side of the room that had been stripped off evry coth like one would ripflesh off bones, and eventually her eyes landed on the figure sitting still by the vanity with their back to them.

"Oh, its alright, Kurapika." If she wouldn´t had been so suprised, the woman would have laughed but right now all she could bring herself to do was chuckle: " This one can't hurt anyone anymore."

At some point in the last eighty years some adventuerers looking for treasure had come to the mansion and while the woman knew that they very likely had not returned safely, one of them had lay respectfully a blanket over the skeleton by the vanity . The woman felt a spark of thankfulness towards this unknown adventuerer, even if the blanket did not covered the skelton completly and the long, as thin as needles bones that once had been fingers still reached out from beneath the blanket and had digged brutally in the wood of the vanity-table as if the massive wood had been butter before the person that was now the skeleton had died in this position eighty years ago. Senrits looked at the skeleton only for a second and- (-thought about the melody) (-thought about that one second before everything happned ,in which every single hair rose and all her muscles tensed as if she was an animal reacting instinctively to a danger she could not yet understand. Could never understand.) (-thought about the second following, about breaking bones, about flesh ripping appart, about vitals beeing torn like paper,about a throat that was for that one moment nolonger in the right shape to scream, and about everything moving back together wrongly.) -turned her face away with a tiered sigh.

Senritsu had suggested to the Beast-Hunter that what had caused the catastrophe eighty years ago and had changed the plants and animals in the area around the mansion, had been because the Sonata of Darkness had been played on the concert and seeing- (ripped appart flesh) (vitals moved and disorted) (Bones shatterd and mended back together wrongly in a new form) - what had happned to someone who had been in that moment in a room above the Hall and had only heard the melody through walls and closed doors, was enough to proof that her theory was true. It did not changed the fact that Senritsu thought that her beeing at this place would at best give her a lead, for if the Sonata had been played not from the memory but from a sheet, it had by now taken away by one of the adventuerers that had seeked out the mansion, who had somehow managed to leave this place. The open window sended a breeze through the room, making the edge of the cloth over the skleton gently rustle as if the skeleton was breathing. At the edge of her mind the woman wondered, if she would not have been found alive and if there would have been too adventuerers seeking out the place were her and Asks bodies would have been, if one kind adventuerer would have covered up too the mass of twisted bones and flesh that would have been left of her. As soon as the thought had crossed her mind the woman silenced it, pushing it away in the dark corner of her mind where the echo of the Sonata as any other song she had ever heard lay in her memory like a dirty secret she did not dared to think about. She smelled apples, a sweet scent that stroked around her nose almost teasingly. "Thank you for your care, though.", Senritsu hummed and took Kurapikas hand from her shoulder, squeezing it thankfully in her small hand, before letting it go and stepping out from behind him. The afternoonsun falling through the now opned window in their back drew figures of gold on the dusty floor and turned her shadow coleblack. She tilted her head to the side and carefully listened into the stillness of the ruin- the wind came in through broken windows and the way it stroked over old walls, abondoned corridors and rotten furniture made it easy for Senritsu to figure out what awaited her down the corridors on the way down to the hall where the concert had been played for a audience eighty years ago. She heard old wallpaper move in the breeze, rotten wood of furniture creak like an old mans bones, dust moving through rooms and corridors that had for decades only been visited by the wind. And she heard something moving. "Are you sure, you still want to come along? If you barricade the door behind me, you would be safe here if you want to wait for me." With a short finger the Musician pointed to the bedframe and then to the locked door, showing how easy it would be to move the bed before the thick door to keep it safely closed. There was no disappointment or ill- will in the young womans voice; it was a honest, open-minded and oddly calm question that sounded more as if she was asking which kind of icecream the younger would want for a dessert: "I will make sure to finish this prestissimo and don´t let you wait, I promise." [ @skarletchains ]

[spennsrs]

(\ (\ („• ֊ •„) ━O━O━━━━━━━━━ ・:。ALLONS-Y. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ︳chuckleduo + slimecicle + tubbo x reader ︳platonic angst </3, romance inferred with schlatt ︳have an old writing of mine while i work on requests <3 also this is so incredibly niche but its my niche

ted nivison.

when the doctor met ted, he was... well, he was rather well off. his youtube channel was taken off, he was doing what he loved! what he wasn't expecting was a blue police box in his front yard. confused, the tall male heads outside to knock on the door, only for it to swing open. he definitely wasn't expecting to be met with a human looking figure. they were... significantly shorter than him. he studies them quietly, before the figure gives ted a bright smile, pushing past him. "aha! finally! not in greece anymore! from the looks of it... california? you! what year is it?" it takes him a moment before shaking his head.

"hold on.... just- uh... it's twenty twenty four." he replies hesitantly, eyeing them up and down. they didn't seem like a threat...

"how truly amazing! such a difference between ancient greece and the modern day!" did they just say ancient greece? "oh! how rude! i'm the doctor, or [y/n]! and you are?" the person, simply known as the doctor, turns to ted and holds their hand out, giving him a flashy grin. ted only shakes their hand, giving a soft smile in return.

"call me ted." 

"ted... how would you like to travel... literally anywhere in time and space?"

. . .

he remembered the day so vividly. watching the doctor walk away into the ocean of los angeles people, ted desperately trying to find them...

but they were gone. years of memories, years of travelling with them, only to be left. the only thing that remained of the doctor was a note addressed to ted, a note he kept under his pillow.

my dear ted,

time flies when you travel with friends. and i'm sorry to do

this to you... but it is my time. my time to move on, to 

regenerate. i know this will hurt you, as it hurts me too.

but, this is for the best. you're still breathing, so i must

leave you behind. go on with your life, forget about our

time together. spend your time with shae and your friends.

always,

your doctor

ted hadn't told anyone about the doctor. he feared they wouldn't believe him... so he was content with keeping the note as his one memory from that raggedy doctor... maybe that's all he needed.

schlatt.

seeing is believing... that's what schlatt had been told. so when a weird maniac dressed as if they were a curator in a museum showed up at his door, talking about some stupid tar-dis bullshit and how it was bigger on the inside, he had to see it to believe it. now, the new yorker prided himself on being rather hard to surprise. boy howdy did he not expect the person to be right.

"what. the. fuck?" he asked as his caramel hues stared past the doorway into the tardis, frozen in shock. but the mystery person only squealed with delight and ran into the police box as if they ahd not a care in the world.

schlatt took note, envying the way they were so... positive. 

"man, i love it when people see this for the first time." they cackle, walking up to some sort of control panel in the middle of what schlatt could only call a main room. he slowly follows after, still skeptical. that is, until, the figure (they call themselves the doctor, which schlatt takes a mental note as weird, and he told them they would have to pick a more... human name if they wanted to blend in) turns to schlatt. "where do you want to travel to first? the dawn of time? pompeii? you name it, we can go."

and the rest was history.

. . .

it had been a month since. since their departure, since the day they left. 

and schlatt couldn't bring himself to do anything. the doctor was... his everything. they were so close. he always hated the old saying, if you love someone let them go. what's the point of letting go something so amazing? why did the doctor leave him? was he not enough? did the doctor grow tired of him?

schlatt had stayed awake all night, as evidence by the early morning sun pouring into his room and his clock flashing 7:37 am as a taunt. the male turns his head to gaze out the window, taking a moment to simply enjoy the beauty of the morning. usually, he'd watch the sunrise with good ol' [y/n]... a small smile tugs at his lips at the fond memories flooding his brain. maybe this was why the doctor left. to teach him a lesson.

he couldn't stay mad at that weirdo, wherever they were in the world. schlatt just hoped they didn't forget about him and hopefully they come to visit.

(read: they do.)

slimecicle.

he found it so cool that this stranger invited him to travel basically anywhere his heart wanted. he could see anything he desired. "let's go to rome! no! i know... revolutionary war time! no, wait! can we go back an assasinate like... someone who killed a president and save them? would the future be different?" he would ask, well- basically ramble on.

he was so glad the doctor didn't seem to mind. if anything, they were just as excited. it was just a matter of where charlie wanted to go first. the whole day- week? few minutes? he would never understand...

but he was just excited to be there, with someone who seemed truly as excited to be there.

. . .

and then it all came crumbling down. charlie simply... watches as the doctor stares at him, before closing the doors. the sounds of the tardis whizzing and disappearing from his gaze. 

the tears came soon after. a ahnd comes up to wipe them away, only to angle his head to his hand. his eyes observe how the salty tears wetted his fingers, silently crying. it was a good thing the doctor left him in front of his place, he thinks to himself before turning and unlocking the door. entering his place, charlie closes the door before sighing.

what now?

what was he to do? just go back to his normal life?

"charlie?" he looks up to see his girlfriend, grace. a concerned look on her face gave it all away.

"they're gone." he mutters, his girlfriend approaching him to give him a comforting hug. they remain silent, only hugging as charlie let his tears fall.

tubbo.

why he was up in the middle of the night, he doesn't know. but what he does know, was there was a stranger in his house.

and he was making them food.

pancakes, to be exact. 

once they were served up, the stranger scarfed them down like they had never had it before, grinning with a mouthful. "thanks again, kid! what's your name?"

toby hesitates before sighing out a soft, "toby." the stranger holds their hand out, and toby takes it gently with a firm shake. the two continue the night with small talk, with the stranger (named [y/n], or the doctor, apparently) soon standing.

"crap, i have to go! i'll be right back, give me like... five minutes!" toby follows the doctor out the door, watching as they disappear into the tardis, which poofs into the night. toby stares a bit, before closing the door.

. . .

a week went by, then a month, then a year, then two years...

toby had given up hope. was a minute different to the doctor? did the doctor have any concept of time? he sits on the small step out front of his house, staring at where the tardis sat at two years ago. for some reason, he held hope. he wanted to see them again. wanted to see the tardis whizz back into his vision, to see the doctor, to hear more about their crazy antics.

but nothing. another day with no sign of the police box or the doctor. toby stands, brushing off his jeans, before heading back inside.

maybe it was a dream. a stupid little imaginative scenario he made in his head.

was he that desperate? but he was sure they were real... it was the night he had the house to himself... surely they were real... but it didn't matter to toby anymore. apparently never mattered to the doctor.

with one last sniffle, toby wipes any tears from his eyes. no crying...

not anymore.

[luckhissoul]

@sonxofxgondor asked "You are no Elf. But neither do you look like an Orc." Boromir said over a campfire, flame warming both his face and the cooking fish, small but better than nothing. "Are you lost, friend? Hungry? My friends and I would be more than glad to share with you what we have. As long as, of course, you approach in friendship. You are no companion of Mordor, are you?"

the fire is warm, flickering shadows over the dirt ground that they're all gathered around. the air out here is different, he can't say for sure what made it different. but even the taste of it as he breathes in is different from back home. back home, back there - light help him, he wasn't even sure where he was. this place looked different, felt different. and the man in front of him was talking all kinds of bloody nonsense about elves and orcs as if he expected him to know what he was talking about. he didn't. he couldn't remember how he had gotten here. he had pushed the door opened and once that bright light outside the tower ahd dimmed out it had faded out into this place. where ever this place was. and where was thom? and moiraine? no where in sight.he still had the medallion around his neck, the ashandarei, and his hat. he adjusted his green coat. noting as he looked at the men before him that they were not dressed in any way like him. even their weapons seemed - different. the smell of the fish cooking over the fire, blood and ashes, did that smell good. he just remembered that he was hungry! his head is sore and there's an ache in his neck that he can't reach at even if he rubs at it. and there's a throbbing pain where his eye should be, a makeshift bandage there across the wound. the blood is dried but the pain is still there. he winces at it, not wanting to show too much weakness in front of the stranger. whoever he was.

he takes a step towards the fire, leaving his ashandarei stuck in the ground so that he won't think that he's approaching as a threat. just in case he has his knives tucked into his boots, under the sleeves of his coat, under the back of his of his collar. these men were soldiers, he could tell from the way that the stranger is dressed, the manner of how he carries himself, his weapons and armor. he pauses just a few feet from the fire, reaching out his hands to warm them over the fire. "considering i don't have any flaming idea who in the pit of doom mordor is i can say that i'm no bloody companion of his." mordor? who or what was that? he lets out a small breath, rubbing his hands together for added warmth. "i'm lost - and hungry." wincing slightly at the admission. he looks at the other men around him. soldiers, a whole bloody band of them. this could prove to be helpful or a disaster. he smiles a little, extends his hand over the fire. "mat cauthon. not an elf or an orc ---" with a small breath of a laugh.

[pxison]

kinky/rough smut prompts  

@medicus-mortem​ asked: [tease] the clit or [knife] on the belly. [for Reiju, since you wish to enable me. Also have a choice of sin.]

Bold of you to assume I won’t somehow include both into this.

It was titillating the thrill of it all. She should’ve known the freaky surgeon of death was even worse than he appeared, carrying kinks that would turn most normal people away. And she never claimed to be normal did she? At least not with the pedigree she carried on heavy shoulders.

There was only so much she could do to keep that godawful aching away. And wahat better method than to just fuck it all into a numbness that couldn’t reach her, not now and not with the sinful pleasure this man was willing to give her.

Normally a voice in her head would be whispering how selfish she was to use him this way, but she couldn’t give a shit anymore, not tonight anyways. Maybe afterwards when he’d gone to travel with his band of merry crewman would the dark of her mind come back to tenderly cradle her as it always had. She wouldn’t think of it a second more though.

The skillful hands tormenting her poor clit did its job keeping those thoughts at bay, providing intense pleasure whilst always keeping her begging and on the edge. All while a scalpel was held dangerously close to where her raid suit left her stomach open and vulnerable, the skin twitching with the potential threat but only making her core ache worse than before.

Bastard honestly.

“What was that Poison Pink-ya? I didn’t hear that.”

She almost rolled her eyes at that if not for the role she ahd to portray. The only stipulation she’d given him was not to ruin the suit but anything else was fair game and oh did he take advantage of that. The hand beneath the skirts of the suit continued their delicious torment, ebbing and plowing with the tides of her pleasure but never fully giving into it, not until he heard these words from her.

“Please Law! I want to cum, make me cum however you wish!”

“Good enough.”

The arrogance in his tone made her want to lash out and kiss him at the same time, a confusing whirlwind of emotion that was not helped by the intense surge of white-hot heat in her core as that hand sped up accompanied by the wet squelching of her core being battered against.

The hand that had been carefully holding the scalpel finally made it;s move as a quick, neat cut was made across the skin of her belly just above her navel. And before she could protest fiercely, a thumb is swept across the clean wound, scooping up her spilt blood as she gives a hiss. Gazing up at him with hazy eyes, she notes the pleased way he laps at the blood on his thumb, clearly not done with her just yet.

Good. She didn’t want it to stop either.

“Disgusting cretin.”

[freyous]

They expected us all to yield. To fall someday, fall someday soon. All of humanity did not yield when the first Ionic Bomb was dropped in our atmosphere and used the hydrogen atoms in our air to create a chain reaction killing a sizable portion of the world in a mere instant. All of humanity did not yield when they soiled our oceans. Humanity still ad yet to yield when our crops and fields were burned. We were a few centuries behind the rest of the intergalactic community when it came to space travel. Our fastest ships were austronomical units behind even freight ships that our closest neighbors had. But the worst mistake they all made when they dropped those bombs on us, was they didn’t finish the job. They didn’t run away and let us rot. Every weapon on Earth, every colony we had expanded to, every place in the far off galaxy had its attention pointing up towards the stars. The ship that carried out the attack remained in Earth’s orbit long enough to be taken.

As the Intergalactic community began to fight amongst itself they had little time to get prepare against what the fractured and splintered Federation of Earth was planning. They reengineered the very weapon used against them, built a ship for space travel that could keep up with what the others had in their possession. Earth was out of the views of the rest of the galaxy at this point. All that was left were a few colonies that could have been snuffed out. But if the World Wars of old were anything to be studied, humans could stick it in the long run. Other races of aliens could not and would not last long enough on planetary combat. Humans would board up, sacrifice as many as it took to lessen the numbers of fighting soldiers. 

Stories began to spread about how those colonies were hard to get rid of. How gasses were used against other species, even to the risk of their own people. The Craxions were the first to take humanity seriously. Another mistake that went down in the history books. They tried to hunt down all of the colonies across Sol’s System. The Mars colony put up a fight, they’d capture Craxion leadership, they’d been starving the entire time the assault went on but through all of it they stood tall. The Craxion ships were taken, and they left the system. Leaving the Craxions to starve on the surface of Mars. Conditions that humanity dealt with, conditions that they survived through.

The Craxions were destroyed in Sol’s System, and humanity moved out. The Earth Federation had recomposed their own Ionic Bombs and began traveling through the galaxy. They took incrdible losses everywhere they went, but with their patchwork ships, and dirty bombs, they traveled across the universe. For every Ionic Bomb they had on board they also had Nuclear weapons. Tools that were deemed barbaric by the rest of the galaxy. Lands were ravished and unusable. Slowly the galaxy began to band together just to stand against humanity. But humanity remained like cockroaches. They moved across the stars. Destroying as they went. 

What was meant to be such a simple job, the destruction of humanity, was foiled. They traveled across the stars, spread so far and wide, planted their roots in the dying words they had ruined, and made peace with those left. As they conquered, many took up the work to create new life amongst the destruction they ahd made. Soon conquered worlds would begin to fight alongside humanity, and learn of endurance. Through the suffering they all had endured, Earth’s Federation would envelop across the stars. Languages mixed, people forgot what an Earth was, or why this war had originally began. All that was known was, so long as there were threats to Earth and those willing to fight alongside what was left of Earth, humanity would fight. Whatever weapons were invented, humanity had all they needed to return the favor.

They poked the sleeping dragon, and its flames spread across the cosmos.

Humans have always been endurance hunters. We can endure untold physical, psychological, and emotional trauma. Being so unexceptional, we are mocked by the intergalactic community until war shows how terrifying it is to simply… endure.

[atplblog]

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[the-firebird69]

We have a couple things we're going to go ahead and have a little storm here in Charlotte County for a few hours and then it'll clear up until then the water is going to rise and we have to keep an eye on it. We also have a few other people who are a problem here and I'm noting it and I'm sending it out. We have other things happening all over the world in the Eastern Hemisphere they're going after the stashes and caches with Augusto some leaders made a comment here they get a lot of inquiries and other people started to ask because those are two respected fighters and they said it on purpose and they're tired of this guy trump. They want the stuff too but they need their people to get on it they're on it in minutes and it's going to be a very big effort it's going to be a very huge effort a lot bigger than people think we are estimating around 10 to 15 percent more of these stashes and caches will be inaccessible after today it is up to about 28% and it will start climbing dramatically the bunkers they are after they need them out to reduce the threat and to verify they are now infiltrating like madness we think maybe 10 to 15 percent more of those will be out in about the same for the Western Hemisphere tonight there are more of them and they're bigger with the attitude here is very fierce against them and it's increasing in ferocity nobody likes the insidious and they're going to lay them flat they're a couple other things happening.

- Donald Trump is losing popularity with the GOP and other Republican groups including the formal Republican Party a lot of them were wondering if they should put him on the ticket in the first place they're hearing from a lot of people that they hate them and took their stuff and their lives and things like that and they're finding out that a lot of the leaders are not the people they thought they were and they're going after the Trump student people. Other things

--- We see that the little trumpsters are up to no good already and we are pursuing them all of them all over the world wherever there is action we are going after them very hard and they are disappearing. Their population has dropped it is dropping severely now all over the world they are being beaten up and captured and grabbed for their silly behavior because it's too hard to identify even the computer says we have no solution that matches their behavior they need to be interrogated and systematically and very intense and their computers need to be ravaged.going on now and we have to do it too. One such area are sun points out is Florida it's hard to scan even for us there are areas like this all over the world that have certain stone or base alt or cadmium it's a major concern there's huge tunnels that need to be scanned and cordoned off and we are doing it it does take time and we need to get it done rapidly we need more personality immediately if you have experience in this area and you're a citizen of ours you're required to report to duty right now if you do not you'll be held and accountable liable.

Thor Freya

Olympus and this means y8ou all of ours too now sign on

we mean it these ppl are nuts and are end of earthers ahd trillions of decvices recently

Hera Zues

[localwebslingers]

♡ - TASM!Peter and Harry

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝙴𝙳 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃?

To actually go out, on a date, Harry. Otherwise neither, they kissed and they didn't really pause to put the word "dating" to it.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚆𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝙺𝙸𝚂𝚂?

Harry did, and Peter is really happy that he did.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙶𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙽𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴𝚂?

Most of the nicknames for each other are in the middle of joking around and teasing. They have very few actual nicknames for each other.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙲𝙾𝙾𝙺𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙴𝙰𝙻𝚂?

Harry cooks most of them, Peter can cook but he knows how much Harry enjoys cooking and is happy to let him do so.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙱𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴 𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙲?

They both have very similar taste in music. Radio Roulette is a regular thing when they're both in the lab together.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙷𝙾𝙶𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙳?

Neither really hogs it, but Peter is the type to move closer in his sleep, especially since he doesn't always stay warm easily.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚆𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂 𝚄𝙿 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃?

Harry does, Peter just tries to keep him in the bed as long as he can possibly get away with.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙵𝙵𝙴𝙴?

Either of them, though Peter had to be shown how to make it when he was over at Harry's place. He was slightly intimidated by the machine.

𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙸𝙶 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙾𝙽?

Either of them. Who cares as long as holding is happening?

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝚄𝙿 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚃?

They both have truly horrific sleeping habits, even they couldn't say who usually stays up later. That's not even counting things like major threats to the city or intense lab focus either, this is just in general.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳?

Peter usually reaches first. Physical contact is a big love language of his so he tends to instigate a lot of hand holding.

𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝙰 𝙵𝙰𝙽 𝙾𝙵 𝙿𝙳𝙰?

Peter has never really ahd an issue with it, so it's usually up to whatever Harry's comfort level with it is.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚂𝙽𝙾𝚁𝙴𝚂?

Neither of them.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙶𝙴𝚃𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙽𝙾𝚈𝙴𝙳 𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙸𝙻𝚈?

in general, not necessarily with each other(because I honestly don't know). Harry gets annoyed, Peter gets frustrated, they both can recognize when the other has hit that point.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙸𝙽𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂 𝚂𝙴𝚇?

Unsure, honestly, but Peter has a fairly high libido if he gets going.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙸𝙰𝙶𝙴?

They could barely even ask each other out at first, gods help whichever one of them is brave enough to do it.

𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴'𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝚅𝙾𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙾𝚁𝚈 𝙾𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚂:

There are several, most are when they were in a lab working on something once they were comfortable with each other. Where it was focusing on work, sure, but it was basically like hanging out together anyways.

𝙰 𝚁𝙴𝙶𝚁𝙴𝚃 𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝙶𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚂:

He wishes he was a little less tense and on edge when Harry first came to his universe and showed up at his house, but Peter also tries not to be too hard on himself about it and seriously doubts Harry holds that against him in any way.

𝙸𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶:

That both of them were a little better actually telling the other they need help. They're getting better at it though, baby steps.

𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙶𝚄𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚂 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴:

Touch, quality time(especially in the lab), teasing and joking around, sharing science

[siobhanblakkrp]

“He’s going for her again.” Mason growled low in his throat as he looked across to where Grant was moving toward the two dancing girls.

Jace rubbed his fingertips across the bridge of his nose. “Is there anyway this doesn’t end in bloodshed?”

“He’s not even a real fucking wolf, what makes him think he’s worthy of her?”

“Because you are?” Jace asked and immediately regretted his words with the dagger star Mason turned on him.

“I was once.”

And how did that work out? This time Jace played it safe and kept his thoughts to himself.

“I don’t think that’s relevant now, they aren’t actually why we are here are we? This is abut something bigger than us, the Clans need the strength, they need to become bigger and better. She’s not worth losing the power of this time, is she?”

Mason was not thinking rationally. He wasn’t going to agree with that. Not even remotely.

Jace growled this time and it was a warning. He was the second in their pack, and Mason would regret clashing with him if it came to that. Jace didn’t want it to come to that.

Having said what he ahd said, he did wonder about Siobhan. They had pegged her as someone with potential. What Liam had thought was a wolf but now Jace wasn’t so sure. There was something though…

He also knew the energies were growing. The sun storm was intensifying and Jace could feel it running through him. He could only think of one thing right now that was going to stop this party turning into a brawl.

He fixed his eyes on Mason. “I am going to dance with her. Not that guy, not you. Me. And you are going to accept it. I don’t want anything going wrong tonight.”

Jace gave Mason a look that meant he should no dispute this, hell he shouldn’t say anything at all.

Jace then moved through the crowd to the two girls dancing. He came in behind Siobhan and slid a hand over her hip as he matched her motions. His eyes met Brooke’s and he recognised what was already awake in her. He nodded and she nodded back. Maybe she understood the assignment tonight, maybe she didn’t, but she at least recognised he wasn’t a threat to her friend.

*

I didn’t know who was behind me but the energy felt safe and so I didn’t react when he started to dance with me. It was a guy, definitely a guy. I decided I didn’t want to know if it was Mason or Grant or anyone else. I was just going to enjoy dancing and not thinking.

Not thinking was good, just let go, just feel, just be.

I closed my eyes and just let my body go. I leaned back in against my partner and moved to the music. He wasn’t trying to cop a feel or whatever else Liam had been trying to do or that other dude. He wasn’t talking or bringing up thoughts or feelings. We were just dancing and I liked it. My hands remained in Brooke’s and I could feel her moving with us too. It felt wild and something else, something I couldn’t put my finger on.

*

Brooke kept her eyes on Jace as he danced on the other side of Siobhan. There was something in his eyes, something in the way he touched Siobhan, she trusted him to keep going. She could also tell he was a wolf, and not just a wolf but someone powerful. Brooke pulled Siobhan and dropped one hand, making her spin. Jace’s hands smoothed around her waist helping her turn and Brooke spun her around a few times until Siobhan stumbled slightly, giggling as she leaned against Jace again. She looked so relaxed, but there was something else coming off her in her energy.

No, it wasn’t just Siobhan….

Brooke suddenly felt like something washed through her and she just sort of swayed as the energy rolled down her body. She felt powerful in that moment and…zen? Was that the world. For a moment everything else just faded away and it was just her in the universe, just her and her energy. If she could have looked around she might have noticed for those minutes everyone was in a trance like state, almost oblivious to the party around them.

The fresh air was good, a few deep breaths and just standing in the cool breeze and my head felt a little clearer. I don't know what it was about her, Siobhan was always someone special, but tonight it was like she was just turned up to 11.

She probably didn't even remember that night, or at least remember i was there, what was I thinking bringing it up again. The shocked look on her face when I mentioned it, the more I cooled the more I realised i was making a fool of myself again, like I did that night.

Leaning back against the railing I just watched the floor for a bit, letting myself cool, and yet I couldn't relax, I could still feel my pulse raising, feel the beat of the music. Calling to me, drawing me back in. There were always people lost in the music but there was something in the faces tonight, more than just the ecstasy of the music and movement, and well yes, ecstasy. I mean, all of that was normal, I couldn't put my finger on it, but it's like they were all more intense, dancing like they were possessed.

"Wow Grant, a few drinks and a little dance and suddenly you're a poet of a philosopher or something" I chuckled at myself, just starting to relax, enjoying my usual comfort spot, out of the spotlight, on the fringes.

Then suddenly a surge of adrenaline, desire and something else, animal need, to possess, to claim, I was moving before i even knew why, Siobhan was on the floor again, dancing with that blonde, I started to cut through the floor towards them seeing nothing but Siobhan, then the blonde caught my eye, there was something predatory in her eye, something feral, something not to be messed with, something in me knew she was dangerous and I cooled again a bit.

Deciding I shouldn't show up empty handed, I grabbed a couple of bottles of water from the bar and went to say hello to Siobhan again, knowing that whatever else I did, keeping on the good side of her bestie might be wise.