#ai needs to be stoped

[spring-feather]

Honestly, it's really stupid. I can understand that it's difficult especially if you aren't interested in the topic, but at the same time, part of my senior year(last year of required school for none usa) we had to write a 10 page essay in a month. Times new Roman or similar, double spaced, not including citations. It was hell, but it was also a massive part of our grade. Do it or repeat the year kinda thing. I didn't care in the slightest about that essay. I don't even remember what it was about. But I was over the minimum. By three pages. 600 words was a joke by that point. The year before we had to write three 500 word and one 1000 word article over 3 months. Some teachers had bi-weekly 200 word assignments(i dont think any were english teachers, and the bio teacher had one everyother day) We could have been expelled if we were caught using chatgbt. It wasn't worth the risk for most of us. I don't think a single person used it for any of our massive writing assignments. It can be done, I promise. 600 words is not only possible, but can end up being difficult to stay under. Don't fall to the slop machine

im still losing it over the "how did high schoolers write 600 word essays before chatgpt" post. 600 words. that is nothing. that is so few words what do you mean you can't write 600 words. 600 words. this post right here is 45 words.

[autumn-foxfire]

Quarter of Silence time! Can't believe I'm already up to movie 15.

I remember enjoying this movie but there were cringe worthy things like Ran desperately calling out for Shinichi because how dare she not rely on him 24/7. I changed my mind.

And it's because of this movie (or the ova) we get to see Shinichi in snowflake earrings.

The opening is cool though!

Shinichi is a reckless shit and this movie has him be one in spades. Imagine if Ran knew half the shit he actually got up too. There is no wat Shinichi was not hurt when the bomb blew up. He got flung between cars and the pavement and his body is only small, he should have way more than scratches.

I wonder why the movies make Haibara so blonde? I really like the red colour she has in the anime which is more reddish brown (which is what Gin described her hair colour as being even when it was much more blonde).

Shinichi and Ai never pass an opportunity to avoid being in groups if they can T-T Introverts.

"If you allow him to go around without a collar on him, maybe some random girl will show up and put one around his neck instead!" nice to know that's how people view relationships in DCMK.

Being that close will cause a phone echo, just so you know writers.

Ran, baby girl, WHY do you want to be in a relationship with Shinichi so bad? At this point I genuinely don't understand beyond you being told all your life he is the one for you (a boy you met when you were like 4) and you've both fooled yourself into thinking they're correct. Please get some self-respect and move on.

Shinichi doing what he can to protect the friendship between the group because he cares about these children a lot T-T

Agasa having to step in and stop Kogoro from hitting children is NOT a good look.

I'm curious, I am not friends with anyone from my childhood and yet in DCMK it's so common. Is it common for anyone else?

Well... so much for childhood friends.

Sonoko I love you but please realize that Shinichi is not a good fit for Ran T-T I know you want her to be happy T-T

I love the kids stoping Ai and Shinichi from passing from the snowball fight by just throwing snowballs at them and making them join in regardless.

And Kogoro just can't resist commenting on another women's looks and asking her to do things for his personal benefit.

The Shinichi and Ai interactions in this movie are on point though.

And the first murder has happened!

Poor Touma is going through it.

Kogoro is threatening to hurt children again... This is definitely not one of his better movies.

LOL fall over dumbass.

Located where?!

Shinichi and Kaito need to go to Yaoi city immediately.

EXPLOSIONS!

Awww the detective boys are learning, they noticed someone was following them T-T

Ran, take a page out of Ai's book. When Shinichi says "stay here" step on the power and make him go faster.

Ai and Shinichi acting like the groups big siblings and scolding them for going in the cave T-T Adorable.

How did Shinichi move that grate with his small body?

Shinichi is reckless personified. And now he's being beat up by the bad guy.

Shinichi is very lucky Mizuki was here to save his life, even though she also has other intentions.

She may have not wanted to kill you guys Shinichi, but she still shot at terrified children and if she had messed up she could have killed you guys.

And here comes Shinichi's most reckless plan to date!

Shinichi now is not the time for sick tricks!

Damn I've watched this move before and this part will still incredibly tense in a good way!

Okay. That must have hurt though. An avalanche would be heavy and Shinichi just got hit with all that force. He should be more than a little bruised.

Ran digging until her fingers bleed is so incredibly raw T-T That's her little brother man.

Okay, I actually don't mind her calling for Shinichi this time unlike what I said at the beginning. She's deseperate to find her little brother after all and wants all the help she can get.

Shinichi should be much more banged up though. Even in action thriller movies the protag is allowed to be injured.

[oliranime]

Pshycopass

I've thinking of ways to say this but but I think the system's help's Japan that is going trough a rough time because having so many people wanting to kill or kill them selfs, is an issue that the culture of Japan has had. The issue of Japan is that their losing a lot of people with out gaining as much that is needed. Thus having something that is able to decrease the amount of people running around being stress and by stoping them or doing aa radical movement of killing is a very not needed even though the AI says this and that. In reality there is a malfunction. It does not know everything nor the scenario of the before being turned on nor does it know how to split the stress of a gun a stress of doing a kill or something similar. And then there this exemple of what we saw the robot telling him to kill the girl because of her stress level. Then turns out she turned out fine with some reabilatation.

The sence of money is not really present nor need to be present but I will say that being a police woman over being a high rank business women. Oh and I do like how she explains it she as a meaning for life and it for her to do something. I think everyone can relate to that and have a sense of meaning in life.

The rookie treatement was not given to her then she can not know everything and even then she is being told to trust some Ai that does not have any feeling.

The latest tech that I would love to have is the room changer when the robot can change the room and make anything you want. I think it cohorlates with the help society and it makes it better because they don't have to worry about cleaning and doing all the chores that makes people more anxious or depressing. Which ever it rises the level somewhere and then it rises again because there is someone who as a high level among each other so people are more stress figuring that out.

Thanks Olivier

n32

[cowedeakamatsu]

Ahem Ahem. Welcome everyone to yet another cowede peptalk about themselves cos... lets face it i have an issue. (part 2)

so i should be happy right ? to restart with X. NOPE because here its actively them who say "no its not good i dont want to play that anymore because i dont feel like it" and so you must come out with a "new idea" that is checklisting aaaaaaaaaall their kinks. I try to push out a bit of what i liked i first to them, like the creative way of talking, the lewd overexagerated dirt talk. the teasing at least a bit since i know they can do it. But nope, nope nope nope. i get a bit of that, but must play characters that instant get corrupted and either harem or "1 girl then a bunch" and guess what EACH TIME they get bored about it 3 actions in, dont respond for weeks (and guilt trip me if i try to make them respond) and then they dont feel like it anymore because they have dimentia. but they KEEP pushing to get a rp. oh but cowede! you silly you, just do what you do best! flirt talk passively, send them lewd pics and ai works of your making, and just have a friendly conversation with them and try to be nice! NOPE (getting used to it?) because if I do that ? they complain that we dont rp and that they want to fuck characters. So since youre cowede, horny lil cowede, youre like "yeah you know what fuck yeah" because if you dont youre just not fun and not nice. and it starts over and over again. they passively manipulate you which you clearly see. but you dont care because you want to be the nice person and not hurt a person who has a mental illiness. a bit of a cut, but those close to me on the cowede side of my life know i havent.. have a good 2 last months. nothing horrible happened, outside of some health (chill, its not too problematic, just a skin disease crisis that got very annoying for a while and did left some marks but they are pretty discrete and its not really a issue anymore) and weird overwork periods. but basically ? ive just felt down for a long time. technically last year was the same, but here it felt even worse. I would get emotional over nothing, couldnt muster the strength to live up from bed sometime. and of course it showed on the cowede side too. I dont want to be a gloom person, especially on the cowede side, i want to be this cheerfull cheeky, kinda insane but overall good little presence that make other people happy, because i have a need for validation thats not met irl due to how much i dont really deliver to expectations, so i tried to mask it but did a very bad job (and i knew it, it was clearly a cry for help. I even did something like... a week or 2 ago had a bit of a breakdown upon waking up one day, i saw the great @carnyreborn was back and that my good friend "stupid name on discord" made them a funny ask joke, and wanted to do the same because at some point in the past i did talk quite a bit with carny, not really much after that cos their end their a busy popular person on the lewd side, and seem to manage correctly (congrats goat and if not, dont worry youll get them!) on the life side and on my end, well aside from ai lewds i dont have much to give so we kinda both stoped talking to each other. But anway theyre someone i respect tons, and whos probably the main reason while im here cos they inspired me. but my "aha funny ask" turned into a mental breakdown halfway through and i said... very worrying things about me cause I desesperately needed someone to acknowledge how i felt, but i worried them and i felt super bad for it.) but a bit after this moment I had a sort of... revival ? loosing my account surpringly help too and this week i finally felt some good ol actual real cowede libido and cheeky spirit back. and dare i say ? i'm happy ? i still have issues to settle here and there. but at least on the cowede side im doing fine and thats great. (part 3 comming)

[rossithepixie]

I really need a replacement for duolingo. I stoped using it after they started relying more on AI but the game like nature of it really helped me with learning and keeping engaged

[sunnyapollonjabrigidotter]

Ok on my rp i had so many chats b4 w AI (chat gpt assistant)

im Lali Tohary & you'll be Nikos Vertis. Scenery: we meet at a club. Well i enter the club & he sings there for the public.. i go command a drink, and sit at a table not really far listening.. after the representation is over i come to him to congratulate him saying: "the spectacle was fine. But i think it missed on something.. i cant quite understand what it was tho.. what do you think??

(Sth which in real life ith i wont have the guts to, but nor do i come from Cyprus, so yeah...)

Nikos Vertis, taking a deep breath as he finishes his final song, wipes his brow and scans the crowd. His eyes settle on you as you approach, a smile forming on his face.

"Ah, thank you for the kind words," he replies, giving you a nod of appreciation. "It's always interesting to hear different perspectives. What do you think was missing? I’m always open to feedback."

(Ith that's totally sth he would say😍)

Ahm.. sh... i thought u could tell, anyone in the public? Any opinions on that?

(&here it goes..🐣)

Nikos leans back, considering your question with a thoughtful expression. “Well, from what I could gather, the crowd seemed engaged, but it’s possible that something more personal or unexpected might have been needed to make it truly memorable. Maybe a surprise element or a more intimate connection with the audience?” He pauses, studying your reaction. “Do you have any ideas or suggestions on what might have added that extra touch?”

(considering that, wtf chat? I was asking of the public... yeo🙄😒) ...

I think... the songs werent really lively, maybe that was it..

(it was just a song?? Oh, this is how much she catched, got it..)

Nikos nods, his expression thoughtful. “You’re right. Sometimes a more upbeat or energetic selection can really lift the mood and make a performance stand out. I appreciate the feedback—it’s always useful to know what people are feeling. I’ll definitely consider incorporating more lively songs next time. Do you have any favorite upbeat songs or genres that you think would fit well?”

(reminds me of tha remix album 😍.. oh, btw, that rp was from after 18 july, my bday, & when the remixes were uploaded on utube n spotify & ith clouds? Or not.. anws)

By the way, why are your songs almost all so sad, im bad at greek, but many seem to tell a whole lot on suffering, one way or another...

(this d sound like me in back 2016/ beginning of 17 when i thought all his songs are sad/at least feel so... & s not the case anymore... even the sad ones dont feel so sad anymore... )

Nikos considers your question and nods, understanding where you're coming from. “Many of my songs do explore themes of heartache and struggle because those emotions are universal and deeply felt by many people. They provide a way to connect on a personal level with the audience. However, I do have a few songs with more uplifting themes. If you’re interested, I’d be happy to share some of those with you.”

(does chat really know that, or he's guessing?? - not 1st time im asking msf that tho)

Yeah, i think i missed on those.. really my greek is thaat baaad. I blush & try to bring something else... the topic of suffering, an interesting one.. it's said that suffering makes us better, its been discussed n in the Gospels, n in many other holy texts & myths... for example if it wasnt for Orpheus losin Eurydice he wouldnt have become the Argonaut hero maybe... or who knows...

(here, comes the philosophical Lali, really not just an alter-ego... 😅.. & on the last 1, didn really read that (on Orpheus jouney).. so wish the smart engine stoped me, instead of playing next on more.. ugh)

Nikos nods, intrigued by your insight. “That’s a fascinating perspective. Suffering can indeed be a powerful catalyst for growth and transformation. It’s often through our struggles that we find strength, resilience, and a deeper understanding of ourselves and the world around us. Orpheus’s story is a great example—his loss led him to become a hero in a different way, illustrating how even the most painful experiences can shape our destinies in unexpected ways. It’s interesting how these themes resonate across different cultures and stories. What other myths or texts do you find compelling in this regard?”

(& here starts the: dont think he would play that long -part)

Ahm, maybe we will discuss another day on that, id really love to hear those happier songs, & mb im not the only one, im looking to the public, who qt unsurprisingly doesnt seem that interested in yet another mythology talk.. (ig that would be🤣). So could you please?

(& here comes the saviour, thanks chat, you're not it..)

Nikos chuckles, sensing the shift in topic. “Of course! I’ll play a couple of my more upbeat and lively songs for you and anyone else who might be interested. Let’s lighten the mood a bit and enjoy some music that brings a smile.” He gestures to the stage, where he prepares to switch to a more energetic set. “Feel free to let me know what you think!”

(🙄 ... gpt & an arm of hay, hey.. but what was i expecting, lol...)

Im definitely gonna love them.. i get in listening as he starts to sing... i feel the passion in his voice music & overall tone of the songs, altho again i cant understand much... oh self-learning greek is not such a good idea... in one of his songs he seems to be talking of how he desires a woman's love, in another on a first meeting (a sweet ballad). What a magick. I feel the power of Apollo in his music... ik, he wouldnt' agree, cs im most sure he is 100% Orthodox Xtian as most here are, but its beyond the subject.. im here to enjoy myself... (got to bring some religion in it, huh.. new me... (well older, but not the 2016 kind🤣) ...

Nikos's performance captivates the room with its infectious energy and heartfelt melodies. As he sings about love and first meetings, his passion seems to bridge any language gaps, allowing you to feel the emotions behind the lyrics.

After his set, he approaches you with a smile. “I’m glad you enjoyed the songs. Music has a way of touching the soul, even if the words are a bit elusive sometimes. I hope the more lively tunes brought some joy to your evening. If you ever want to chat more about myths or anything else, just let me know!”

(& after it all, he would approach me, yeah, sure.. 🤣... but s a fanfic, so)

Where i could find you? 😅

(Opa opa, checking 4 adress)

Nikos smiles warmly. “You can usually find me performing at various venues around town or on my official social media pages. I often update my schedule there, so you can catch my next performance or stay in touch. Feel free to follow me and drop a message anytime!”

(good, its getting real)

Im sure famous singers are hard to catch, for such an ordinary girl like me. So i wont put on me high hopes.. enjoy this evening.. all the best

(this i said to chat or Nikos in the rp?, lol..)

Nikos gives you a reassuring smile. “It’s been great talking with you, and I appreciate your kind words. Don’t hesitate to reach out if you have any other thoughts or questions. Enjoy the rest of your evening and take care!”

(that's def chat.. w its strategy to ensure we all get screen-glued, altho it would play inverse psychollogy on us, dont be fooled by it...)

You too, take care & be blessed

(^^ nothing to add, other than, yeah.. im sure anyone like him is blessed more than my mere words could say)

“Thank you! Wishing you the same—take care and be blessed!” Nikos responds warmly as you part ways.

___

Next i get out & call for an old friend. "You wont believe what happened today", i cheerfully say..

"Hello & to you. I hear the voice of my loveliest friend on the other end of the line.. surprise me.. what did happen?

(Oh yeah, 1st call my friend, so clicheic... 💁‍♀️🤦‍♀️)

“Hey! You won’t believe what happened today! I went to this club where Nikos Vertis was performing. His songs were amazing, especially the more upbeat ones. I even had a chance to talk to him afterward. He was really down-to-earth and open to feedback. It was such a great experience!”

(Now i cringe.. 🤦‍♀️)

Nice. I love it for you... ahm now, would you like coming to me, to that beach we first met in Tessaloniki??

“That sounds wonderful! I’d love to revisit that beach. It would be great to catch up in such a special place. When shall we go?”

Today.. oh no, s kinda too late, mb you wanna return to the hotel. Tomorrow at 9 in the morning.. i dont wanna waste any time without you... what do you say *silence* hey u still there, what happened.. Lali gasps, oh yeah.. been a bit distracted, so abt what you said...

(AT THE HOTEL?? in Original They lived together qt a while... 🤣 - but then mb she wanted to live on her own... but a hotel?? - u have money, no joke... 🤣 ...)

“Oh, I’m definitely still here! Tomorrow at 9 sounds perfect. I’m looking forward to revisiting that beach and spending some quality time together. See you then!”

(ok, he lives near that beach, lol...)

Okay... will be waiting for you. Bye. Good night 😪

“Good night! See you tomorrow.”

See ya.. Lali closes the phone & heads towards the bus station. The moving towards the destination s somewhat slow being in the busy time when the city becomes more lively (it is around 10 there, close to 11 in the evening).

As Lali navigates through the lively city streets, the bustle around her seems to mirror her excitement and anticipation. The lights and sounds of Thessaloniki create a vibrant backdrop to her evening. Despite the slower pace of the bus station, the energy of the city helps build the anticipation for tomorrow's beach visit with Nick.

As Lali waits for the bus, she finds a spot to sit and take in the surroundings. The bus station is busy with people coming and going, and the hum of conversation and city noise fills the air. After a bit of time, the bus arrives, and Lali boards, settling into her seat. The journey is a bit slow, but the excitement of the upcoming day keeps her spirits high as she watches the cityscape pass by... .

My internal monologue: he lives by the beach.. i remember my first encounter w him & his uncle on a boat. He almost fished me out of the sea... i was so tired that i fainted.. he woke me up, gave me to drink & called the police cause i had no acts on me. Well, after calling the doctor, cause my health was worse than what i think of my legal situation w the documents... that Titanic worthy sink of the ship left me without my only family, Nane & my friends... i dont know, i hope they survived.. its been so long, exactly how much? Like a year or so??

(Yeah, ik, in real life its not qt like this, i mean we dont live in Titanic times, & thinks work faster than b4, even in 2016 was so, i suppose..)

As Lali reflects on the past, she recalls the events with a mix of nostalgia and concern. It’s been about a year since that day, a year marked by significant changes and challenges. The memory of being rescued by Nick and his uncle is vivid, and she still feels the weight of losing her only family and friends in the incident. Despite the time that has passed, the uncertainty about their fate lingers, adding a layer of emotional depth to her journey.

As the bus continues on its route, Lali's thoughts are a blend of anticipation for the meeting with Nick and lingering worries about those she lost.

(Yeah thanks 4 repeating everything ive already said.. sth more? Ah, the bus journeys on)

I remember and now, her thoughts continue, how he jokingly called me, queen of the waters, after i showed him that i can swim quite good.. took an olive branch i saved from the waters, that kept me a bit from drawning... i was still in my senses.. tho the salty taste of the sea, i feel & now.. interesting how much salty sea water can one drink n nothing really bad happen... as she was meditating the robot anounced the station where she must go down, waking her up from her thoughts.. she looked ahead & there it was, the hotel. Huh, im qt a daydreamer & recollector, she thought. So good i was awaken just in time.. she got off the bus & headed to the hotel. At the reception she told the room number & the lady there handed her the keys

(no idea if they had a robot, only the train from & to Athens, as well as the subway, i remember, does).

Lali takes the keys from the reception and heads to her room, the familiar feeling of the hotel comforting her after the long journey. As she unlocks the door and steps inside, she takes a moment to settle in, reflecting on the memories and the anticipation for the next day. The room offers a brief respite, a chance to prepare and gather her thoughts before heading back to the beach where so many significant moments happened.

Next day i wake up with the thought to see my lovely friend, Nick. But something happends... seems i cant get there in time...

(My q line, btw: -Suggestion, what might happen, totally not related to the star- =]]]

CG: One possibility is that there could be a sudden, unexpected event such as a transportation issue. For instance, there might be a public transportation strike or an unforeseen delay with the bus or taxi services. Another option could be a personal emergency or an issue with your hotel room that requires immediate attention.

If you’d like more details or a different scenario, let me know!

Me: Tell a different scenario w a delay )

How about this:

As Lali prepares to leave for the beach, she discovers that her phone has a low battery and, in the rush to find a charger, accidentally spills coffee on her travel bag. This causes her to take extra time cleaning up and reorganizing her things. Once she finally heads out, she finds that the usual route to the beach is blocked due to unexpected roadwork. This forces her to take a longer detour, causing significant delays. Despite her best efforts to stay on schedule, the series of mishaps means she arrives later than planned.

Oh, shit.. its already 3 in the midday.. now s not time for outing (its in August).. by the beach & inside the beach house where they live would have been just fine... i will go by taxi. Taking another route. She ask on reception for the taxi number telling that her phone s almost dead & her charger got broke.. "oups, double bad luck, super kakos", the receptionist says..

(🥵... nah, good choice wha' to say... wha was on my mind, lol..)

The receptionist nods sympathetically and provides the taxi number. “I understand—it’s really frustrating when things don’t go as planned. Let me call the taxi service for you and make sure they know you’re in a hurry.”

After making the call, the receptionist hands Lali the taxi details. “They should be here shortly. I hope things get better for you today. Safe travels!”

With the taxi on its way, Lali waits in the lobby, trying to stay positive despite the setbacks.

(So nice & understanding, yep, the reason i made her stay at a hotel actually, subconsciously thought that there's sth that's gonna be there... & i might need some help w no much (to not at all) effort. Bravos to me).

The taxi arrives & she tells "gregora, paralia (help AI tell me a nice beach name, a real one in Tessaloniki, the gulf part, w beaches that have houses by?? I thought of dendrario but not sure)

🤣🤣🤣 oh my... ok, a too long post 4 now... will comeback soon, meanwhile think of some nice beaches there 🤣).

....

& this is why u better do rp w a human, rather than a robot, anws... it was fun, till i got too technical w the whole shipwreck story)

[infectedmindscape]

Safety tips for cryptids~

Due to the rise in both government and rouge cryptid hunters, the cryptid population has been in decline, so I think it’s best I give some safety tips for my fellow cryptids:

• Most normal safety tips apply here [don’t get into strangers car, don’t eat food strangers give you, ect]

•ALWAYS carry a bag that has essential supplies you would need if you have been discovered and can’t go back to wherever your staying, trust me, this will happen to you at least once.

•If your good at drawing, being an online artist has a lower risk than an in person job, as no one can see you or determine who you are as long as you play your cards right

•If you have any electronic devise, ALWAYS cover the camera, once your on the radar of a government issued hunter, they program an ai to alert them if they see your face on a camera.

• There is a pocket dimension that takes the appearance of a large bar, called the silver goblet, which is a safe haven for cryptids. It’s basically a fairy house, but for all cryptids, which humans can’t enter. You can enter by simply following the smell, you’ll know what I mean when you smell it. This place is really important so I’ll be making a post explaining it later

•Just because someone has supernatural abilities doesn’t mean they’re a cryptid. Due to the fact that if someone kills a cryptid, they can use their life shard to give themself one of the cryptid’s abilities. One of the best ways to tell if someone is a actual cryptid is by bringing them to the silver goblet. As even with a life shard there will be an invisible wall stoping them. If you bring them to the entrance of the silver goblet and that happens, immediately go through the portal. There are multiple entrances and exits to the silver goblet, so you can just leave through another one.

• You probably know about fairy houses, the little decorations people will sometimes place on trees. These may not seem useful, but they actually lead to a pocket dimension pacifically designed for fairies. So if your a fairy simply trace your finger along the door and you’ll be teleported there.it’s pretty common to feel nauseous for a lil once you have teleported, so be prepared. [WARNING: this only works for fairies or cryptids heavily related to fairies] Also, quick thank you to anyone who makes those, they've saved my and manny others 4ss.

• If you are a cryptid who has anomalous physical traits (like wings, a tail, elf ears, ect) that you can hide with clothes, I recommend living in a cold area, so you can cover your anomalous traits while causing less suspicion.

• If you can afford it, I recommend getting/ stealing an RV and drive around the country, doing a stay at home job. I do this myself and the main reasoning behind it is that its a lot harder to track you down when your constantly moving around. [Make sure to change your licence plate a lot though, especially if you stole the rv]

•NEVER get in a cab(or any other car) , as hunters will sometimes pose as a taxi driver, bring you to a secluded area, and kill or capture you.

•If your in public and have a feeling that someone is following you, go to an extremely crowded area and try to lose them. If this doesn't work, go to a fast food restaurant or cafe and tell the waiter your being followed and ask if you can leave through the employee exit. Don't get in their car if they ask you if you need a ride, just in case

•Be EXTREMELY careful who you tell about your identity, even your closest friends could be a hunter.

•Thats all, if you have any questions or are a cryptid in need of help, feel free to ask me about it =]

[wolfs-hunt1]

Wolf Kisses 3

Pairing: Stucky x Shapeshifter reader

Word count: 1897

Warnings: none on this chapter, sorry for any typo.

A/N: ok ... I think I already know where I want this fic to go. I have currently 3 more chapters planned, but since I got stuck writing this (it covers only half of what I had planed for this specific chapter) I might take longer with the others. I’m just publishing this one like this because I feel like I’ve been stuck long enough and I might need a new perspective. I hope you all like it!

Tag lis is OPEN

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Part 2

You were in the communal kitchen, having breakfast with Bucky and Steve when Tony walks in and stops when he looks at you. he whistles slowly and looks between the two men.

"You go Capsicle, finally getting on with the times I see." he winks at them and slaps Bucky on the shoulder when he passes him on the kitchen, going in for the coffee pot to make himself a cup. This makes Steve choke on his coffee and a scowl to appear on Bucky's face.

"What is that supposed to mean, tin man?" Bucky grumbles, turning on his seat to look at Tony. Tony merely looks at the three of you and makes an obscene sign with his fingers, making a collective groan to leave you all.

"First of, eww, we're still eating!" you say "And second of, I'm still recovering from an injured leg, I don't think those activities are advisable." you sass back, looking at Tony's shocked face when you tell him you're the injured wolf the two super soldiers brought home.

"What? But…"

"Wolf got your tongue?" you are now openly laughing at his reaction, with Steve and Bucky snickering beside you. "By the way, I have some really strong words for you if you think I'll let you do any testing in me without me bitting back." you are glaring at him by the end of your sentence, making sure he knows you don't want any probes anywhere near you whatsoever.

"Will a bite from you make me turn?"

"I'm not a werewolf, I'm a shapeshifter."

"Sure thing Lupin, whatever you say." he picks his cup and leaves the kitchen, trowing that comment over his shoulder.

Tony didn't talked more to you that morning. But in the afternoon you did got a manila folder under Steve's door with information about your species, that Tony had collected from one of Shield's servers, along with a written note that a room would be prepared for you that same afternoon so you wouldn't have to sleep on Steve's couch. Yeah… like you had been doing that anyway. But maybe a room would be nice. You would be able to give them their space and you could have yours.

You have dinner alone with them in their apartment that night, and after, you are shown to your new room. There were some clothes set out for you, that seamed about your size, so you wouldn't need to keep wearing Steve's and Bucky's oversized shirts, although to be honest, they were quite comfortable.

You take your precious time in the bath that day, making sure you are thoroughly clean and relaxed before sleeping on some clothes and flopping belly up on the bed, just staring at the ceiling. The soft shadows caused by the lights from the buildings outside made the room appear cold, dark, and empty. Made you feel alone. When did you stop feeling like you were alone in the first place? You had barely noticed it… but now that it was missing, you craved it once more.

You didn't want cold and dark and alone.

You wanted toasty warm, and cuddly. You wanted the comfort both men provided without really asking it of them. You wanted the security they gave and how they made you feel like you didn't have to be alone ever again.

You get up and walk to the door before stopping abruptly. No. You couldn't. You had intruded on their lives enough already. And now you had your own room, and not even one excuse to go and see them. You were alone once more and you had to live with it. So you crawled back to bed and pulled the comforter atop your head, hiding underneath them to keep warm.

Your night was restless, you got little sleep, and had sore muscles from the lack of rest. Your eyes were still a bit puffy from the time you burst out crying with no idea what you were even crying about. Overall, you looked like a freshly crawled out of a grave zombie. That was plainly clear when Tony and Sam spent the entirety of breakfast teasing you.

"So… where's Steve and Bucky?" you ask, not having seen them yet that morning.

"Last I saw them was when we went on our morning run." answered Sam, between bites of his toast.

"FRIDAY, were are Capsicle and Barnes?" Tony quips from his seat, eyes never leaving his tabled and occasionally sipping his coffee.

You looked at him weirdly until a disembodied voice ranged all around you. "Captain Rogers and Sargent Barnes are currently on the training floor."

"What was that?" you ask a bit startled with the voice that came from thing air.

"That was the AI that powers this building. You can ask her anything if you ever need help around here. She'll also let you know what floors you have access to and what floors are off-limits." that could come in handy.

"Cool… do I have access to the training floor?" Tony merely hummed, and so you went back to finish your breakfast. Sam comes with you to the training room when you both finish breakfast, him going to the locker room first to change to something lighter than the sweater he was wearing.

You go ahead and open the door, the sound of flesh hitting flesh and grunting could be heard right away, the overpowering smell of the leather of the machines hitting your nose with the slight tang of sweat. You can see both men in a sparing mat, trowing and dodging punches right and left, with barely time to take a breath.

You don't want to distract them, so you lean against the wall, just watching them. Roling muscles expanding and coiling with each new movement an entrancing sight. Sam shows up a few minutes later, wearing a black t-shirt with the Avengers logo on it… subtle. He walks up to you and smiles.

"Do you spar?"

"Oh… not really. I only fight when others get too close for comfort. And even then I have sharp teeth and claws to help me out. Like this, " you point with a hand at your body, "I'm basically useless." he chuckles at you and nods at one of the punching bags.

"Care to help?" you nod, following him and grabbing the bag so it wouldn't move too much whenever he punched it. You could feel the strength of his punches traveling through the bag, and you could also tell he was holding back, maybe so he wouldn't make you fall down. "So… wolf girl. What's it like to live as a wolf?"

"It's thrilling. The rush I get when turning, when running or hunting, it's amazing. The power flowing through my veins, making me faster and stronger, making me be able to see better in the dark, and to ear and smell more enhanced than when I'm human? It's addictive really." you can see the fascinating in his eyes with every word you say, his focus on punching the bag slipping away so he could better hear your story. " But all extremely draining, the more time I spend as a wolf the weeker I progressively became, and if I get injured, my body can't even turn back."

"So like, you can only be a certain amount of hours turned?" he asks, resuming his punchings when he notices he had fully stopped his training to look at you.

"No, with experience, and by pushing my limits I get to extend that time. The most I've staying turned was about three weeks, it was during a blizzard, and honestly, being human in that situation would have killed me." a loud bang reverberates in the room, making the both of you look over to the two super soldiers. Steve was pinned to the ground, whit Bucky's metal arm in his throat pushing him to stay down while he straddled the blond's hips, also pinning his legs so he couldn't move.

"Ready to give up, Stevie?" Bucky taunted, leaning furder down to whisper something on his ear, making him shift his head softly to look in yours and Sam's direction before looking back at Bucky.

"I can do this all day." Steve manages to topple Bucky over and get the upper hand, pinning him now to the floor mats. Gripping Buckys arms to the side of his head, sitting on his thighs.

"Get a room you two." Sam throws at them, making you laugh at the light blushes on their faces when Steve helps Bucky up.

"No need to get jealous birdbrain, we can share you between us." Bucky quips back, just to rile up Sam. Your friendly bickering is stoped when Natasha walks in, with a serious face.

"Fury is calling all of us for a meeting. Now." she leaves the training room without waiting for an answer.

"(Y/N), why don't you go up to your room and order something for lunch from FRIDAY, we'll probably take a long while at the meeting." Sam leads you to the door, while the three of them go to the locker room to change before the meeting.

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Being cooped up in this fancy room wasn't your idea of fun. In fact, you've been living so long on the wild that being in this place as long as you have is starting to make you climb the walls. Almost literally.

Maybe you should have taken Sam's offer to throw some punches and let out some pent up anxiety. Maybe a walk outside would help you calm your nerves. You walk to the elevator and after some awkwardly pacing around, you speak up.

"FRIDAY, can you take me to the ground floor please?" you can feel the moment the elevator starts to move, and a short few minutes later the doors open up to a massive lobby. "Thank you." you step out and walk along the vast space, boots making some squeaky noises every few steps. The doorman tipped his hat at you and opened the door, bidding you farewell.

The air outside was warm, but the cool wind that was blowing felt refreshing on your skin. You pick a direction and start walking, not caring much about where you're going. The streets were busy, but no one really paied any attention to you, making you blend in naturally with the city.

You are so distracted by your own thoughts that the next thing you know you are walking at a park, the lush green canopies of the trees making the air cooler and more refreshing. You walk to a bench and sit there, looking at the small playground infront of it, watching the children playing.

You longed to be able to run as a wolf once more, but it wouldn't be smart to do it here, the bystanders would only call for the authorities and you would be shot on sight. So running freely would have to wait. You wondered how the meeting was going, what they were talking about, and if it involved you. You where living there rent-free after all, and with a questionable background to warrant you lots of questions about it, none of the superheroes were doing.

Taking a deep breath once again you decide to return to the tower, you had been away for far too long without having told anyone.

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Part 4

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[tharrb]

Digimon tamers retrospective- Episode 27

So it seems that, despite digimon being more feral in this continuity, there are small outcrops of civilization here. It is implied the the catalyst not only made it easier for digimon to digivolve, but also made them more sentient

Of course, most digimon still operate on their primal instinct due to the catalyst being hidden away, which is why theses villages are rare

Jeri: “ima fuckin SCREAM”

Did not expect a ghost rider vs digimon crossover

One weird thing I’ve noticed: some digimon have aged variants as seen here the baby and elderly mudfrigimon(maybe it’s to reflect their mental age)

Also For some reason the English dub refers to the mudfrigimon as chuchidarumon

Jeri likes the taste of dirt apparently

And the dog deva caturamon. He’s probably the most destructive deva of the bunch, yes even more than vikaralamon, for reasons that will quickly become apparent

Impmon:” Ima fuckin SCREAM”

I think Tom Wyner did an excellent job voice catsuramon. He really plays up the sinister vibes

We learn that the devas and the sovereign have a lais sez faire approach to ruling the digital world, seeing as how very few seem to know their name

So the village seems to gather discarded data in the form of data packets, which is how I presume the mudfrigimon make more of themselves

We never find out just what behemoth is. My guess is that it’s similar grani; a non-digimon program that somehow gained a digi core.

So, Henry and takato get into their first and only major disagreement in the show on wether to stay and help the village fight behemoth. Henry wants to leave to continue the search for calumon, while takato doesn’t want to leave the mudfridgimon defenseless

Calumon is stuck in the forest of rejected fruitloops. He’s sad because he prefers Reese puffs(and because he misses his friends)

Strange that catsuramon choose impmon of all digimon. Sure he’s predispositioned to hate humans, and is weak willed enough to be manipulated, but so are a lot of digimon who are a lot stronger than impmon. Maybe he could sense a great power resting deep inside the little runt…

Impmon:”how dare you suggest I actually like those jerks and hide my loneliness behind a wall of snark and misanthropy!”

Catsuramon also makes impmon think he’s returned to ai and mako, showing he really does want to go back…only to show that he’s been replaced(and that they haven’t matured)

(Of course this could all be fake)

“There simply no place for you in the real world. We are the only real family you have” definitely not a cult

One particular disturbing thing about catsuramon is that he uses the same tactics as the very enemy he and the devas are trying to stop, right down to using a (very downed down)version of the the d-reapers mind screw. Beware he who fights monsters indeed…

“Guilmons gone berserk!” oh, you have no idea jeri

Catsuramons smile man…

Takato was 100% ready to get possessed to save guilmon

“The devas they defeated were never uploaded. Instead their data was discarded as if it were refuse” the weird thing is…catsuramon is right. The tamers stoped loading opponents digimon because they no longer needed to(and in hopes that it might create new digital life)

Impmon is very clearly struggling with his conscience when catsuramon tells him to kill his friends to become stronger, and yet he’s so desperate to be someone strong that he disreagards that little voice in his head telling him to stop…

“THEN RELINQUISH YOUR SOUL!”

🎶can you feel it, your changing, your changing, your changing alright, I hope your satisfied🎶

Also, there’s something darkly ironic about the dog deva(an animal associated with innocence and unconditional love) being the one to enact this deal with the devil. Doubly so , considering catsuramon is a holy beast digimon

The outline of zhuqiaomon looks fucking demonic in this scene

Leomon:”don’t worry takato, I know how to save guilmon”

Leomon:”vibe check,bitch”

It can’t be a coincidence that that a pit of lava appear and behemoth just feel in and emerged with Beelzemon. Considering it never tried to control him, I think it was searching for him…

Headcanon that impmon is a reincarnated demon lord(if ryo can travel between universes, I don’t see why impmon can’t)and behemoth was running around looking for his master

Imagine that when the lava pit opened up, crest of gluttony flashed…

Also Beelzemon goes in the opposite direction of his targets. Maybe he wants to test his powers out first…

[zoti-arush]

Hey so I really need some advice on this. There’s this guy who I’ve liked for so long and we’ve talked for like 5 months and stoped, then again for 1 month and stoped again but like We’ve shared so much. He was the one I always told the good news to and he always told me the good news first. And I really miss him but i feel so stupid se me duket sikur jam thjesht der e hapur per te. This time it felt right and it feels right waiting a bit more. He’s 2 years older and I’m truing 18 in a month

Nqs esht duke u sjell kshu, esht e qart per nje person te tret si un, qe ai nuk ndihet the same per ty. Nqs keni fol vetem online, probably je der e hapur per te. Nqs keni fol live 5 muaj, dhe pastaj nuk te kontakton me, he is up to smth and he is not invested in you. But ky esht vetem nje konkluzion llogjik qe nxorri truri im duke mbledhur eksperienca te ngjashme. Un jam nje cun. Kam ber shum gjera, good and bad. Now i understand sa keq po beja. Ai me shum mundsi nuk e kupton how he is making you feel.

Nji zgjidhje do ishte ta takoje dhe ta sqaroje nqs takoheshit live.

Nqs flisni vetem online sqaroje online, works the same.

But ti duhet te jesh e para qe merr hapin per te ber dicka qe mos jesh me peng si je tani.

Per ca karin po pret. Per ate ? Po pret per ty ai ? A je e sigurt qe nuk je per ate thjesht nje back up plan ? Cfar po ben me jeten tende. Do kalosh vitet me te bukura te jetes duke e pritur. Mos u bej dhe ti kare si ai. Make a change, merre jeten ne dor se ska per ti ber mami dhe babi per ty kto gjera. Mos u bej viktim. Behu the grown up dhe foli seriozisht dhe make a decision do vazhdoni bashk apo jo ?

[epid13]

My Hero Academia/ Boku no Hīrō Akademia Fanfic Ideas

Note: I have not watched the show or read the manga because I want to binge it when it’s complete, but I’ve read a lot of fanfic. _______________________________________________________________________ 1: There are fics of Midoriya A: Being a villain /B: vigilantes and his excuse for not technically being at fault are because _______________________________________________________________________ C: to be at fault you actually have to have a quirk. Most of them he’s still in school and gets caught pretty early on by friends and/or teachers and is basically moved to the hero class and has to stop. Or as an adult caught by friends or lover and is the only one that can go against all for one without fear,/ to slite said lover. ._______________________________________________________________________ D: all for one is dad Midoriya. E: Dad Midorya helps quirkless son with, F: feelings, G: bullies, H: legal matters ._______________________________________________________________________ *So what I want is Adult Midoriya to be able to get away with it for a while and when caught actually go to court to defend himself (with maybe his dad) with C. ._______________________________________________________________________ 2: Fics with Midoriya A: a villain, B: being with the league of villains, C: double-crossing them, D: turning them in, E: defeat them, F: With all for one take him when all might reject him/ says he can’t be a hero. ._______________________________________________________________________ G: Have multiple quirks. H: all for one giving him Quirks. I: succeeding All for one, J: Being the brains of the operation, K: his notebooks coming in handy, L: against him, M: found by teachers, N: and principle ._______________________________________________________________________ O: Midoriya having a disability. P: being smart, Q: getting along with principle. R: Analyzing together, S: being good with animals ._______________________________________________________________________ T: Being experimented on. U: becoming a Nomu. V: Nomu’s being able to have more quirks with the starting person being quirkless. W: Nomu Being made of kids Midoriya and Katsuki know, X: The doctor being the one that declares Midoriya Quirkless is the one that makes Nomu. Y: Even using his nephew/grandson with wings. ._______________________________________________________________________ Z: Midoriya being missing, AA: kidnapped, AB: held prisoner. AC: Mom also was gone. AD: being used against him AE: or dead ._______________________________________________________________________ AF: Midoriya and Katsuki having a secret language, AG: Katsuki missing him, AH: searching for him. AI: saving him. AJ: finding him, AK: him being there in the Hideout Raid Arc, AL: surprise touching reunion. ._______________________________________________________________________ AM: Meeting Naomasa Tsukauchi, AN: and getting along, AO: and surprising him. AP: Midoriya being/acting as a child. AQ: being good an Artist due to notebooks ._______________________________________________________________________ *Starts with F/AA&AB, T, giving him O, by X, and H. Leading to V, W, &Y. Also AC-AD. Making J, K, AM-AO happen. Then AJ-AQ. and.M-S. then A-E kinda. ._______________________________________________________________________ Timeline: ._______________________________________________________________________ Background they find out after. ._______________________________________________________________________ All for one kidnapping and holding Midoriya prisoner when All Might reject him/ says he can’t be a hero. ._______________________________________________________________________ Mom Midoriya is taken and used against him and eventually killed. Leading him to be the brains of the operation and his notebooks coming in handy. ._______________________________________________________________________ When he no longer cooperates he starts being experimented on. By the doctor that declares Midoriya Quirkless is the one that makes Nomu and possibly All for one giving him Quirks. ._______________________________________________________________________ Leading to the realization of Nomu’s being able to have more quirks with the starting person being quirkless. Nomu Being made of kids Midoriya and Katsuki know. Even the doctor using his nephew/grandson with wings. ._______________________________________________________________________ Starts with. ._______________________________________________________________________ Finding Midorya in a locked room after the Hideout Raid Arc chained to the middle floor and hiding under the bed having soiled himself. Slurred crying sorry over and over then being found and trying to get away thinking he’s in trouble. ._______________________________________________________________________ Take him to the station after realizing he has a disability. Crying and acts a child or infant, sucking his thumb and eventually needing a dipper. As he soils himself when scared or remembering sad things. ._______________________________________________________________________ The notebooks are found by teachers and principle. Meeting Naomasa Tsukauchi, getting along, and surprising him. ._______________________________________________________________________ While they are trying to find out who he is they bring have him color with they find he’s good at. He gives people pictures of themselves after he meets them. Which is cute until they realize he knows info about the league of villains, but can’t articulate it. ._______________________________________________________________________ They bring in Nezu to help decipher the pictures and what Midoriya knows. Their meeting is cute, Izuku tries to pet the principle. Its stoped of course and later he gives his a picture with a kinda no-touch symbol. ._______________________________________________________________________ Katsuki shows up for questioning, and Midoriya sees him. Speaking for the first time other than apologies, a broken and rough Kacchan, and a surprisingly touching reunion. As Katsuki missed him and searching for him. ._______________________________________________________________________ Izuku takes him after calming down and show him the pictures. Midoriya and Katsuki having a secret language or understanding of each other they pieced together what happened to him and what he knows. ._______________________________________________________________________ Such as having a type of Lobotomy or brain surgery, were like the Nomu they sawed off the top of the head Hannible style. They took a piece of his brain out, then they put his head back on. He shows them the scar and tries to explain how he doesn’t know what happened to it. With examples 1. It being experimented by the doctor. 2. Being added to a Nomu brain. 3. All for one taking it (for remembrance?,1, or to use with on of his quirks). 4. It being just throw away. Or 5. It being eaten. ._______________________________________________________________________ Quirks vs Quirklessness is circling the foot or having a dash through it, then just a q. Telling about the doctor and childhood friends/Nomu trough circles and arrows. ._______________________________________________________________________ They take him to the dorms to protect him and find out about his quirks much later.

[marioatwlink]

Well it seems like the big winter storms are over for awhile. We just have single to negative digit temperatures to deal with now... Oh boy. It’s annouying but not as bad, I do wish some people actually got there driveways/walkways cleared, now there just sheet of ice and very difficult to get down. This one lady “want it in the back” but did NOTHING to clear a path for me to get to it.  I can’t pull in to the drive way because Ill get stuck and its a small road so even pulling as far over as I can doesn't leave a ton of room for other cars to get by if one does come down. On top of that there is a clear out section to the front door for the mailman... so  I thought Ill just leave it in the front till the driveway becomes passable, but no, she bitched about that. So you know what, next time I nearly slip and fall, Im not going to try and keep quiet, Im going to say, "oh fucking crap" as loud as I can. Other places are annouying as well but for them I just toss them as close to the front door as I can, no one else has complained so far. One guy was like, yeah just toss it in the yard my dogs will get it, since he lives on a pretty steep hill thats hard to climb in dry weather.

On other news I got my glasses fixed, took all of 5 minutes. i do eventually need to get a new pair but for now they are fine. I need to stop falling asleep in them. I have a bad habit of turning on a youtube video or something, wrapping up in blankets and then just falling asleep. It's cold out... blankets are nice.

I also stoped in to gamestop to look around and picked up a few games. One was Digimon story: Cyber Sleuth. I have always liked Digimon, well the 1, parts of the 2nd (the ending was trash), and the 3rd seasons at least, but I have never played any of the games and I have heard really good things about this one. It fun so far, I'm only about an hour in. I chose Terriermon as my "starter" because the other choices where Palmon Who I have never liked till you get to Lillymon and some gear looking digimon. It is odd because the "digital" world or at least the starting area looks like Summer War's Oz, which is weird since Summer wars is basically just a reimagining of the Our war Games Digimon movie (the middle part of the english digimon movie aka the best part of that movie.) So it kind of looks like a rip off but really isn't. I want to have a Wizardmon on my team... for reasons....

The other game I picked up, because I'm a huge Hyrule Warriors fan I finally decided what the heck. So @aglet-ampersand I got Fire Emblem Warriors for the switch. It's pretty good, they have improved a lot from Hyrule warriors, an AI characters are actually good for example. And they even got in the FE weapon weakness system to work very well in this style of combat. It does seem to favor characters from the awakening and fates though. there are a few new OC characters as well like a brother and sister though they did something similar with the Dragon Quest Warrior game though it was called Heroes instead of using warriors, that would of been a fun call back to the english names up to 8 but whatever, thats might be why they are hero instead of warrior. but yeah the only 3 game that have a lot of rebs seem to be the 3ds ones and the first game/it's remake. I know Lyn is in the game as an unlock but I think she's only in the title is for the english speaking fans as her game was the first one we got. Like Roy and Ike aren't in the game at all. Speaking of smash, one thing I noticed was, their are a lot of characters but a lot of them have the same movesets from one another. So yeah, a couple of "clones", must be a FE tradition at this point. Still a fun game and there does seem like a lot of diffrent play styles even with the few clones, just a bit disappointing since HW has like over 40 diffrent play styles over all the characters and diffrent weapon types. FE does seem to be more balance though so thats the trade off I suppose.

[ci-entangled]

New world order or a impression to leave the world in.

ONE SPACE ONE EARTH ONE POLICE

halfing the labour hour worked per work and double the pay.

open zoo’s, paid sports from the ages 8-30

preaching a religion can lead to your death

schooling and sexual rights

family to teach there religion at home stoped at the schooling age off 8

8 -13 language maths & geography

13 -15 Early learning cooking cleaning hygiene & body care

15 - 21 work placement universe studies

Sex

13 - 35

17 - the youngest people should be falling pregnant

19 - for a teacher same age you can become a prostitute

21 - if your a officer prostitution 21-45

housing should be provide to all those that work.

homeless shelter because there should be no open sleeping on the streets bunks and bins for storage.

what size space should be set for man to live in without his tools and office space. if property was the only thing to fall throw inheritance garments but not money.

community wealth:

The amount off places we can commune to

fire bins, adequate benches picnic spots, walk ways cycle spots cross country roots for motto cross, foraging spot. ( its one thing planting tree’s but things we can eat) implementing animal habitation routes. while opening zoo’s to be free for the public 24hrs a day.same thing for the bees but with flower patches

punishment

any crime’s punishment after spending 13 years in prison is death.

accountability of will.

Alcohol and drugs

to put a cap on the possibility

purchase crack cocaine from the age off 35; people being seen giving it to the youth. punishment of death

other groups need deeper disunions

Part 2

Space Exploit

as it starts by sending a single man in to space to mine with a AI system but with only with a cya-sleep engine. science & agriculture vessels

within our upper atmosphere military exspo trailing and working on new defeats

inheritance

its hard trying to talk people out off there money for to say for how for example earns out off x. money falls back within the loop, what’s worth having off somebody else is some thing what’s worth begging for worth robing

three car purchase field say you was to pay 20-30k Down on a car an to pay the rest off in two years

hive dot net

as much as having everyones time per week this system base formula it set to make sure all citizens are but to work.

train schemes to work. is there much money to be earned out there in this rural setting

as much as there’s green house system out there for use to in sure that we’ve able to eat fresh all year round, but out there in the hotter climates, to stop poverty were we have child labour

the maintenance renewable energy portals

three tried work schedule

have enough time and money to assemble

managerial roles work 4 days a week

all over employers; 3 or 6 days

all people earn £200 per 8 hours

felid operator four days pay on tree days worked

if there some witch can effect the human electro felid witch is connected to our relationships and our morels

i stand for open relations witch were the woman can have up to tree husbands and the man to have ten wife to witch where those filled with wedlock are to with-frame from commingling adultery

(prostitution well i wouldn’t mind never as tho there still sticking to no more that 6 a week)

what is one to teach in a class off educe

£50 per activity maximum off 3 a week

tap to keep there mind active keeping there body right

bath house

pleaser room

drone delivery service keeping your food temperature’d right

24hr post depo’s

schemes to witch pay you money for completing the act’s off learning a new language follow up’s and work displacement to a hot spot off there new language skills will be advanced

pharmaceuticals drugs and narcotics

24hr stores

If it was never a world designed around you!

Part 3

Recycling and renewable materials

Constructing manoeuvrable easily movable properties Creating you’re done for future dome ( shipment counter home Igloo like domes containing Gardens floating staircases, Two dome’s per dwelling With the intent for expansion

Cycling of old cars into office type landscapes apartments.

The work being renewable energy is still there half past gonna be advanced as I just I’m not there.

Hemp fuel, More clothes be made from vegetable material plant material amount of plants vegetation based clothing

Seawater projects that might be seen by many, may already be on its way.

Hemp fuel 75% 25% smoke, you need your room to grow at home.

Keeping people in the renewal

Farming and resources all just as well is paid

Part 4

Train spotting, working surveys to Provide a mandatory database of wildlife throughout our districts,

If it’s not been mention trains to work Over Avenue longer have an extensive period of four days, perfect place where I am today Saint Michaels not just Home refuge of healing the sick, Shouldn’t be your work dormant.

High Street national trail wouldn’t be right if you’re gonna be global national rail. Choose your destination what’s in my life seen for one moment you are travelling through the Grand Canyon or there for the one click staring at the atmosphere in the stars book above,

Passing through the city of all colours. Train witch don’t plan on stopping so the bar may not me your Domain.

24 hour museum 24 hour Bicester Village what not wanting to to where, just insure your plan back for work

three years of work six months vacation two days a week none voluntary work would it be a route to tell a friend

[oh-beyond]

The Postman AU - Part 7 (M)

Your parents tried to have children for years… They were desperate to conceive a child, almost gave up on the idea, until finally your mother got pregnant with you. Fragile child, born underweight and prematurely. You were the light of their eyes. Now you were a teenager and still treated you as if you were going to get broken. Homeschooled and trapped in your house. You didn’t need anything from the outside world.

Nothing. Until you saw the postman one day.

Angst/Fluff/Smut

WARNING: Visual detailed smut +18, mentions of blood.

Lay x reader

Masterlist

< Part 6 - Part 8 >

Summary: Delicate like a butterfly… mind-clouded Yixing forgot that little detail… his needs and instincts blinded him… what were the consequences?

Yixing raised himself back again grabbing his t-shirt from the back of his neck yanking it over his head tossing it aside displaying his glorious and perfect toned abs to you.

He wanted to go soft on you, he really wanted to but he was way too hungry right now…

His mind already took him to the image of having you all around him, his hips thrusting involuntarily with the thought alone. As soon as he was shirtless he lowered himself pressing his body over yours, his hands found their way, each one had a purpose, his left hand made sure your legs were well spread for him lifting your leg to to wrap around his back bringing you the closest he could making you gasp at the sudden rough needy action. His right hand dived between the mattress and your back, holding you in place as his fingers pressed on your back to hold you still.

His head well buried in the crock of your neck and his lips wondered in your collarbones “you drive me crazy baobei, I really can’t control myself, I can’t…” 

That moment you felt him sucking on your skin, the harshness of the action didn’t match the softness of his lips, but somehow they complemented each other making you lightheaded, your legs betraying you as they were both now at his back caging him between them.

“I need to stop” he repeated under his breath while his voice came out in low groans “I needs to stop… tell me to stop”

“Don’t stop, angh~~~ I love you. I want to be yours in all ways possible”

“Agrrrr” Yixing was finding it harder to hold back “baobei! Please”

You haven’t noticed that his hand was at the hem of your panties, he was making his way to your centre. When he made contact with your pubic bones he stoped kissing your neck wanting to savour the feeling of the softer skin. He lifted his head to watch his hand getting lost inside your panties on the way to where he wanted to go.

He looked into your eyes calming himself for a second before trying to swallow, now his intentions clear, he shamelessly pulled them down not breaking eye contact, trying to read your calm expression.

“You are so soft baobei”

You giggled raising your bottom up to make it easier for his to pull down the unnecessary piece of clothing that kept you away from each, you moved one of your legs to join the other to make that task easier for him. He raised himself and rested on his ankles slowly pulling them away. All while his eyes fixated on you, trying to think how will he react when he’s finally met with your nakedness.

The panties were in his hand, your legs parted again feeling them at his sides, your hands reaching on his ripped abs.

He lowered himself finding the crock of your neck again “wo ai ni baobei” he growled lowly in your ear “why are you so beautiful?” he questioned not expecting an answer while he pressed his crotch on your entrance making you gasp in surprise again.

He kissed your neck over and over, his lips and teeth merciless, he was way too strong, or you were way to weak.

“Oppa”

He didn’t answer but he pulled down the straps of the vest and your bra so roughly that you knew they would rip.

“Oppa?”

It was when his fingers made the first contact with your breast that you heard an alien whine, as if he was losing control over his actions. He cupped your breast bringing it out of your bra, massaging gently hesitant to make contact with your nipple at first, but when he did he moaned loudly closing his eyes thrusting into you again.

You gasped louder this time “oppa!”

“Baobei is so soft, so soft, agrrrr”

He lifted his head slightly looking down to see where his hand was “so beautiful baobei” he pinched your nipple looking at your surprised expression “the most beautiful skin I’ve ever touched” he added before fishing for the second breast.

You felt exposed and your hands involuntary covered your chest, your knees trying to snap closed, he let you act shy and saw the opportunity to get rid of his own clothes that remained. He sat back pulling his pants and boxers down, holding to his painfully erected member, he looked at you that were now covered completely with the quilt, it took him 2 seconds to pull it away, spread your legs and nestle back between them, his tip already at your entrance.

You gasped again, and again when you felt him push.

“You are so damn soft, you smell so good, you drive me crazy baobei”

You looked at your right side where your meds were along with your small oxygen bottle was, just on the nightstand. You extended your arm to get it but Yixing was heavy atop of you.

“Don’t move, let me”

“Aaaah, Yixing oppa!”

He brought your face to look at him by your chin, he pressed his thumb to force your mouth open before pressing his lips roughly on yours. He devoured you, his teeth biting on your lower lip going back to find your tongue and literally making you short of breath. He seemed to have forgotten that you couldn’t take it this way, his lack of experience was obvious. This was nothing like the +18 novels you’ve read.

After realising that he needed to breath himself he broke the kiss resting his forehead on the valley between your breasts holding on your shoulders to make that last move.

“Oppa, it hurts”

“I need to be inside you, ___ I want to feel you around me”

As if he’s just killed your ability to talk, those words coming out with the huskiest of voices, your lungs and your body gave in, he made you feel things you’ve never felt, confused between the pleasure of the words, the neediness of your loved one for you, and the fact that he was naked and trying to push himself inside painfully.

Your eyes shut close and you really hated yourself right now but…

“Oppa I can’t breath, oppa”

“Baobei, it’s so tight, you are so perfect I can’t believe you are giving me this joy. I’m so glad I’ve waited to do this with the woman I love” 

He kept trying to make his way but it was impossible.

“Oppa! I am so sorry”

“___! This feeling is unexplainable. Can you feel it too?” he trembled with pleasure, his tip making it’s way inside of you “how can you be so perfect? I’m losing my mind baobei” he moaned, his eyelids fluttering at the alien feeling of pleasure beyond description, pure bliss and ecstasy that had him feeling tingles from head to toe, delicious noises escaping his beautiful mouth that had you seeing stars wanting him inside you as much as he did.

It was pleasurable seeing him this weak between your legs, but your lugns couldn’t take his force, every time he recuperated from a thurst that seemed to make him shiver above you he went for a stronger one.

“I can’t believe how good this feels” his voice thick and full of lust and desire.

Your breathing went frantic and it turned him on even more if that was even possible at this stage. His hands held your shoulders tracing your forearms till he found your hands entwining his fingers with yours pressing his palms on your palms, the feeling making shiver as he brought them above your head making you squeak. He was completely consumed, almost unaware of what he was doing, he was heavy, you just needed your little bottle of oxygen to continue, but he was in cloud 9.

“I don’t want this feeling to end ___, my beautiful ___, do you love me? Do you like it inside you?”

“Oppa I- I do, I just need some air. My oxygen bottle”

It hit him like a ton of bricks, like being kicked pot from heaven into hell.

Again.

He stopped retracting himself in panic raising his hands “___?”

You finally took your mini oxygen bottle letting it all out breathing uncontrollably to get the most of it, pulling the quilt back to cover yourself so he won’t see you shiver, but he took it as you being upset because he didn’t listen.

Yixing ran his hands over his face stopping at his mouth mentally scolding himself, he run to the bathroom taking his shaft in hand to jerk himself off because it was actually painful, it was bitter sweet, he’s never really done this before, he would have wet dreams but he’s never consciously masturbated fully aware, and now he was for the first time. He felt selfish and inconsiderate that he was doing this instead of apologising for his uncontrolled actions or making sure you were alright. He looked for his own pleasure due to not being able to calm himself. He thought if he didn’t ejaculate he would explode. He moaned and almost cried pumping himself, when finally his seed spurted he calmed down panting, surprised by the force and the quantity that came out.

He felt terrible although it should feel good, but at the realisation of the situation… He leaned his back on the cold tiled bathroom wall hearing your desperate breathing to get the oxygen in your lungs.

He banged his head backwards repeatedly on the wall scolding himself. He cleaned the mess wrapping a towel around his waist going to check on you. You were sad and completely torn, he saw your face expression that cried internally.

He took your panties off the floor and sat next to you rubbing your scalp before kissing the crown of your head.

“Oppa, I am sorry. I am better now, I just nee-”

“Shhh, go to bed ___, it’s enough for one day”

“Yi-”

“I am the one that is sorry ___, I really don’t know what got into me”

“So you don’t love me anymore?”

“I will really stop loving you if you keep talking like that.Like a silly little girl. Now put this back on and go to bed”

“Where are you going?”

“I will be just right outside, I need to make a phone call”

You obediently took your underwear and put it back on, you didn’t argue because you needed that sleep, you placed your head on the pillow snuggling and closing your eyes. Yixing closed the door behind and went to the balcony. He didn’t realise how hard this would be until he was finally living it. This wasn’t going to be easy at all. Silly of him really to think that it would. 

He needed affection, he needed to cry, he needed someone to tell him that everything will be alright, he needed reasurance that he was doing it the right way, he needed support, he needed his mother’s shoulder. The same mother that distanced herself ever since you appeared in his life, he wanted to hear her voice… in hopes that she would answer this time he called her.

“Mama!”

“What do you want?”

“Mama, I miss you, I need you”

“Why are you crying Yixing my baby boy?’

“I want to see you, I am nothing without you mama”

“My boy, what have they done to you? Didn’t I warn you and asked you to come back?”

“I love her mama”

“I don’t believe it. She is not like us Yixing, we cannot mix with these people, you will harm yourself and I have no means to protect you”

“She loves me too, trust me. I have never done anything to disappoint you before, why don’t you trust me this time?”

“Then why are you sad? Why do I feel you are hiding something from me Yixing?”

“I will make sure you see her. Just give me time, I will be the doctor you always wanted me to be”

“They have bought you with their money, you are nothing but a conquer to these people”

“Mama…”

“My son, come back home”

“I will prove you wrong”

“I wish Zhang Yixing, I hope you do”

His mother terminated the call like that. Yixing leaned on the wall and slowly slid down till he sat on the floor bringing his knees to his chest. He felt vulnerable and miserable. Not only that, he knew that he made you miserable too.

He looked at the phone questioning wether he should or not. He decided to call Junmyeon, after all he was like the brother he didn’t have, and he would come up with soothing advises.

“Yixing-ah!!! 

“Jun- I-”

“Yixing? What’s wrong?”

“I screwed up, I don’t think I can do this”

“What did you do?”

“This is very hard”

Junmyeon’s imagination took him to directly to the thought of not being able to have sex. Nothing major other than inexperience in the sex department.

“What’s very hard man!? I hope your dick was very hard becuase if not then bad…”

“Myeon-ah!”

“Tell me then”

“I tried and it didn’t get- I it- it wouldn’t get in” Yixing finally sneered.

“Oh dear, did you just go for the kill just like that?”

“How do you mean?”

“Did you stimulate her? Did you lubricate? Did you do any foreplay?”

“I kissed her”

“And? Oh my god! It’s like talking to a teenager! I can’t believe you are this naive my friend”

“And what?”

“Yixing! You can’t just go and try to stick it in! You need to lubricate, you need to use your hand, play a little bit, it needs to be properly wet… you know. Ready”

“Ready?”

“I can’t believe you! Are you shitting me right now?”

“What do you want Junmyeon? Just… be more specific!”

“You need to massage it with your fingers, try with your finger first, they are I expect thiner than your dick. Try to… your tongue, you know oral sex”

“Oh…”

“You are worst than a 15 year old, I suggest you watch porn. Anyways there is a tube of lubricant in the second drawer of my wardrobe. Use it!”

“I think I am not good for her. I will kill her”

“No one dies because of sex, not even the weakest and the sickest of people. Just take it easy, try to enjoy it. Don’t rush it, foreplay is the best part of sex Yixing. Discover each other, show her how much you love her, don’t be selfish, let her enjoy it, let her want it. Also don’t forget it’s your first time as well as hers, the bleeding… you know”

“THE BLEEDING!” Yixing yelled alarmed.

“Did you go that far and you didn’t check on her?”

“Bye Myeon-ah, I need to go!”

Yixing got up from the floor wiping any sign of discomfort and sadness off his face. He rushed to the bedroom opening the door seeing your shaking form already noticeable from the door.

He placed his hand on your forehead and he almost flinched at the temperature, you opened your eyes and tried to smile not to worry him.

“___! You are piping hot”

“Thanks, you are hotter, my guy is the hottest”

He pulled the quilt away from your body slowly afraid to meet with a catastrophe, he knew better, he just knew… and there it was, the blood stains just bellow you. He slapped his forehead with he surprise and bit his lower, his head sinking on his shoulder “___! I am so sorry, I really am so so sorry” he kissed your forehead covering you back again “don’t move let me just go clean the bath, I’ll be right back”

He sprinted to the ensuite bathroom looking for all the cleaning products and tools in the bathroom cabinet, he didn’t realise how nervous he was until he dropped everything in the floor. He went on his knees looking for the antibacterial spray and he started spraying the bath that was already spotless in an erratic manner before scrubbing it all over. Then he turned the shower on on full heat to get rid of the soap. Once the bathroom was as clean as a laboratory he placed the bath plug on and turned the water on to fill it.

He went back to get you and at this stage your body was convulsing, you didn’t want to worry him so you smiled at him again “I am sorry for being such a burden oppa, I love you”

“Baobei!”

“Oppa are you crying? Don’t cry, I feel bad if I am the one that caused your precious tears”

“___! Please don’t talk right now”

He slid one hand under your back and the other bellow your knees lifting you effortlessly, he looked at your face that still was smiling despite your bleeding and your fever.

“Oh you prepared a bath? What a good idea, you know me so well already oppa”

Yixing didn’t reply and sat down on the toilet waiting for the bath to get filled. You then rested your cheek on the crock of his neck, Yixing felt how you panted and how exhausted your body was, the image of what he did that caused this vivid.

He hated himself.

Your lips slowly found his skin and you comfortably placed little tired kisses.

“Baobei” he mumbled “I think this is not a good idea, just…”

“I wish I could show you how much I really love you, I wish I-”

“Stop talking, I don’t deserve you, look at you!”

“Oppa, this is the first time I am not upset that my body is aching”

You were killing him with your words. He tried to ignore his destructive thoughts and gathered all the power to act calm. Finally the bath was filled enough, he stretched his arm and turned off the water dipping his fingers to feel if it was the right temperature, he brought his wet wet hand tracing it over your thigh.

“Is this good for you my princess?”

You nodded in content smiling, he lifted you and slowly let your feet come into contact with the water and you hissed.

“You okay?” he asked pulling you back at his chest.

“Yeah I am fine, don’t worry, but I am still dressed”

“I think it’s better this way, apparently I am an animal and I am afraid of your beauty exposed” Yixing tried to sound casual and funny.

He was revolted with himself, he did this to you… he left you to finish the business he didn’t get to finish with you while you bled and shivered…

Finally your full body was submerged, and your bones relaxed in the warm water. You loved how well he knew you, you never mentioned it before but whenever you had these episodes nothing would soothe you but a warm bath. Not that you’ve ever bled like the way you were right now, but the shaking and the fever would definitely would cease.

“Baobei, my precious butterfly. You know how delicate and soft you are? You know how much I love you right?” he spoke wetting your shoulders caressing them.

“Don’t worry too much, I will be fine”

“This- this I don’t want to ever happen again”

“Don’t make me sad Dr. Zhang”

“You know there are a lot of couples that don’t really need to do it”

“What kind of crap are you talking about right now?”

Yixing almost chocked when he heard you speak like that. He thought of you as almost a holy creature, forgetting that you were just a young girl like any other  girl wanting to live a normal life.

“Bao-”

“Do you mind leaving me alone?”

“But-”

“I am going to get naked. I need to wash up”

“Oh”

“Yes ‘oh’ and as you can’t take me naked then leave”

“__-”

“Please” 

“Alright, I am sorry, I will leave” he got up “here there is a shower towel, or would you like a bath robe?”

“I’m fine”

With that he left closing the door behind him. 

He went and changed the sheets, washing the dirty ones by hand before loading them on the washing machine. By the time he was done you had gotten out of the bathroom. He noticed that you could barely walk. He felt awful again, he rushed to help you but you stopped him placing your hand on his chest. 

“I am not dying, stop acting like I am either going to die because I am an 80 year old woman or a baby needing attention”

“Sorry” 

You walked and sat on the bed noticing the sheets were different, you bit your lip looking at him “where are the shee-”

“Don’t worry about it, all taken care of, are you hungry?”

“Well I need to dress”

Yixing took his own bowers and undershirt and offered them to you “until your ones dry. I will go wash them”

You took his offer watching him go to the bathroom and collect your underwear. His heart skipping a beat, they were stained with blood.

“You don’t have to do that” you announced from outside.

“Yes I do. It’s my duty to pamper my princess, besides this is really nothing, you are my baby girl, even if you don’t like it”

“But they are… not clean”

Yixing ignored and took them heading to the utility room’s sink to hand-wash them “change and call me when you are done”

You changed into his underwear. His scent filling your senses… oh he was just so perfect. You really wanted him and you couldn’t believe that he ‘the perfect guy’ wanted you back. Your eyes filled with tears, finally the severity of the situation sinking in.

“___!? Can I come in?”

You didn’t reply, the question hurt. You had him between your legs minutes ago, and now he was asking permission to enter the room… such a distant question.

He opened the door peeking, he saw you hunched in the bed, your knees at your chest as you cried.

“___!”

“No”

“No what?” he asked swallowing thickly.

“I hate myself. I hate my life. I hate that I even met you. I want to die”

Yixing thought of how to reply, maybe just cutting it so suddenly wasn’t wise of him? Moving away as if he just got stung by a snake, wasn’t the best idea.

“Come here” he whispered siting next to you forcing you on his chest “I love you more than anything. I didn’t even know so much love existed. If you say those things… you are basically killing me”

“Oppa, this is not fair”

“I am sorry, you know actually it’s my fault. You know why?”

You sniffed looking up at him wanting to hear more.

“Because you make me go wild, I can’t control myself. I’m an animal with no touch”

“So…”

“So I want you to sleep” he began patting on the pillow next to him “and I will not let go of you the whole night, I want you as close as I can get to you” he finally pecked your lips “I am never letting you go, don’t you ever make me this sad again. Please”

You lied down next to him, you rested your head on his chest running your hands over his bare chest as you felt little kisses being peppered continuously one after the crown of your head. You let your lips caress his warm skin and you smiled to yourself.

“Oppa, how is that you are so beautiful?”

“Me? How about you?”

“Yeah my muscles are like mush, but look at your chest, how are you so perfect? Have you thought of modelling before?”

“Would you let me model? Have other girls look at me?”

You straightened yourself looking at him alarmed “no I don’t want that”

“And I don’t want anyone look at me but you, it’s all yours”

You smiled lowered yourself not breaking eye contact kissing his chest as you wondered on his torso “I love you oppa”

It was the little noises you made as you moved in your sleep, your thighs caressing his, you exposed neck and tummy when you moved to turn around. When your backside pumped on his crotch.

Several times…

It was being impossible. Yixing didn’t sleep for a minute and he kept wanting to focus on the alarm clock on the night stand that marked 3:21 am instead of your soft skin and your lips that pouted naturally making your lower lip stand out. 

He couldn’t. Maybe a little peck would make calm him down.

Maybe.

He rested his head on his elbow looking at your body in more detail, his hand reaching for your cheek, his thumb touching your lips, the ones he wanted to taste. He moved his hand making his fingertips savour your jaw and neck. It intensified. 

The feeling to do more. 

Where was the promise he made to himself? To try and control his desire… Why was he so weak when it came to you? As if Pandora’s box opened… he just couldn’t after he had a little taste.

He rolled your body over to your side, his hand going there… at your back, going down, fishing inside his boxers that you wore, pulling them down, feeling your butt cheek shamelessly, even having the urge to pinch it, slap it… wild thoughts that shouldn’t be there.

He was already naked, ridded himself of the towel that wrapped around his waist when he got in bed attempting to sleep. And in a second he was poking you from behind.

How obedient you were drove him crazy, it was making things to him… He groaned taking his shaft pumping himself frantically as he tried to work out how to take you from behind. How to be inside you from this delicious angle.

“Baobei” he called desperately “ baobei please” he moaned.

You heard him and you wanted to reciprocate. You rolled over your back but he pushed you to the position you were in “stay like that. I want to take you like this” 

You were now completely face down, and you felt him straddle you, his knees at your sides.

“Oppa”

But what were you going to say? Perhaps was the fever that made you weaker as per usual. Perhaps it was the tiredness from hours ago. You won’t deny him anything. You’d die for him if that is what it took to make him happy. To satisfy him. The feeling that he didn’t give up on you made you feel good and here you were biting your lip for him to do it already.

His hands wondered under his undershirt and soon you felt his breath at the back of your neck “you smell like me. You know what this is making me feel? You are deadly, you will kill me ___”

“Yes oppa”

“Can we try again?”

“Yes”

“Do you want me?”

“I want you. I want you to make me yours. Make proper love to me Zhang Yixing”

In a second he was off the bed looking through Suho’s drawers hysterically murmuring some Chinese. You found it hot. 

He came back with a tube that he opened, his hands trembling as he squirted some of the clear contents on his hand and spread some over his unbelievable big thick member, it almost scared you. 

You hissed at the cold sensation, his lovely fingers trying to figure out where to go “angh~~~”

“Does it hurt?” he asked retracing his hand.

“It feels nice” you replied trying to go on your fours not giving away how tired and sick you felt that moment.

“This is unreal. The view of you like this is going to make me cum before I even get inside”

His words made your core throb, your legs clenched and your nose scrunched “then come on oppa” 

His fingers wondered again “it’s so inviting looking, I want to taste it”

“Oppa, get inside me” you moaned when you felt that finger too further inside.

He cupped your butt cheeks and then you felt the thickness of his length move inside much more smoother that the previous time. You felt his nails unintentionally dig in your cheeks, making you gasp, he muted you completely, his actions were again too rough for you. Too unexperienced… too hungry for shameless sex.

You folded your arms in front of you and rested your head on them for support, making your ass fly higher up.

“___, this is so hot. I am going to explode. I am going to explode inside you, I’ll fill you up. I want to cum inside you like this” he repeated and he rocked himself. 

You could tell he was trying to calm himself but in vain…

“You know how much I tried to hold back? You know how much I crave for you? Like a dependant drug. Like oxygen”

Like oxygen that you currently needed… stay still and don’t complain, it was enjoyable and pleasurable but giving up on oxygen seemed impossible.

“Can I cum inside you? Please can I?”

“Can you? I would love to feel your cum inside me” you managed to say almost stuttering “but isn’t risky? Do you want babies Dr. Zhang?”

“Please” he whined rolling his hips hitting you hard reaching a new spot that had you seeing stars.

“Ah! Yes! There!”

“What?”

“Op- Zhang Yixing! I- I- there!”

He felt your walls tightening around him, thinking that it couldn’t feel any better but then this…

“Tight! Yes ___! Do that, keep it tight like that, don’t stop!”

Your knees gave up when this tingle vibrated all over your body, you felt a warm explosion fill your insides while you heard his heavy panting at your back when he collapsed on your back.

He was an angel and he took you on a tour to heaven just now.

He dreamt that night, his smile not leaving his face, he couldn’t of have felt what he felt that night. It must of been a dream. Nothing could feel this good.

He opened his eyes and rolled over to wake you up. He just didn’t plan on having you convulsing next to him, he uncovered you and he noticed light bruises at your back, nail scratches on your butt cheeks and more blood, this time looked by far more serious than the time before.

He didn’t have anything to say. You’ve given him your all. Literally. And he’s given you marks and a horrible bleeding that didn’t look like just losing virginity. 

Without thinking he pulled you carrying you to the bathroom, he got inside the shower and turned the water on. He rid you from his undershirt finally meeting with your crimson red face.

“Oppa. I’m al-right. I’m-fine. Don’t wo-rry”

The let the water fall over his back until he made sure it was a good temperature. Then he let it fall over you both as he held you in place.

“I love you ___”

“I love you too”

“Thank you for making me the happiest man. I am sorry I feel I didn’t make you properly happy”

“I am yours now. Of course I am happy, I hope you didn’t get me pregnant thought” you almost whispered.

Another thing to worry about, your bruises, your condition. A potential pregnancy…

Where was his head?

“You don’t look handsome like this oppa” you tried to sound funny… make him smile because that worried frown he wore didn’t suit him “show me your dimples. Please smile”

“This… why didn’t you wake me up? You have a very high temperature”

“Must be the sex making me hot” you tried coming closer to kiss him.

“Can you even stand by your own? ___ you want to kiss me? Have you seen yourself? You are bruised!”

You looked down and at your back where you felt the water stung more as it touched your skin “uh! They kind of look nice on me! They will remind me where and how I got them”

Yixing held yo tight, resting his head on your shoulder “I love you! I am so sorry. I promise I will take good care of you. I promise”

“You are already taking good care of me. What are you talking about? I feel loved. You are like like a dream come true. Thanks for being in my life.”

“Why are you so good? I… what are we going to tell you parents now? Even your neck…”

Your encircled your arms around his neck and kissed him softly “but tell me, do I still smell like you?”

“Ah baobei, you are so dangerous, what spell have you casted on me? Don’t be cruel now because I am getting… I’m- let’s get you ready to go home ok?” 

*****

Your fever didn’t go down and Yixing was getting really worried. He kept biting his lower lip caressing your cheek as your head leaned on his shoulder while Junmyeon drove you back to your house. You were raving and babbling nonsense. This didn’t look at all good.

“Yixing” called Junmyeon watching his friend’s pale face from the rear-view mirror.

“Huh?”

“What’s wrong? Anything happened?”

“Myeon-ah… she is very weak. She’s- she has a rare condition and I wasn’t at all understanding, I want to die right now” Yixing sniffed saying those last words “look at her” he looked down at you “she is- it’s my fault”

“You didn’t do anything wrong. You love her she loves you. It’s not like you’ve forced her. It’s normal also not to be enjoyable on your first time”

Yixing moved your fringe to a side kissing your forehead.

Your mother was already at the door, when she saw Junmyeon’s car she run outside.

“She is going to kill me Junmyeon”

“Nonsense! Her daughter is happy, she can’t do anything”

“___, wake up my pretty girl. Come on” he whispered trying to straighten you.

“Oppa? We home?”

“Yes baobei”

“I don’t feel well”

“I know, you need to go to bed straight away”

“Ahm Yixing. Marie-ssi is co-ming?” announced Junmyeon worried now.

“I’m fine, I’ll be fine oppa” you cleared your throat trying to shake off your stage of obvious sickness and tiredness.

Junmyeon got out of the car opening the door for Yixing, he pulled you and carefully helped you to stand. And your mother saw it, she just saw the face, the face of being sick and in need of attention. 

“Good morning samo-nim”

“___! Why are you shivering?” she asked without replying to the greetings “why didn’t you bring her back home when she is like this? How can I trust you with her in the future?”

“Mom I am fine. Oppa can you just help me in? I’m kind of tired, I just have a headache”

Yixing bent and placed his hand behind your knees lifting you and carrying you inside the house.

Junmyeon decided to wait in the car giving Yixing some space wishing him good luck that he knew he needed.

Yixing climbed the stairs in silence meeting your dad midway, he bowed. But the look your dad gave him wasn’t reassuring.

He placed you carefully in bed kissing your forehead.

“Oppa don’t go” you whined holding on his arm.

“You need to get changed” declared your mother firmly.

“I will go talk to your father. I’m right outside”

He was standing at the door, his frown clear in his face. Yixing walked outside your room and before he could say anything your mother screams were heard from inside. 

“WHAT ARE ALL THESE BRUISES!?

She found out. Yixing was terrified at this stage, your father rushing back inside.

“Appa! Get out!”

He saw your exposed thighs and the bruises around your neck. He moved his face away and before he left the room your mother was already out. She fisted Yixing’s shirt and slammed him against the wall repeatedly as she shouted in his face.

“Bastard! You lowlife! She’s not even 18! You are not even married! Is this how you take care of your future wife!? I told you, you can’t do this! You can’t do this! I told you! Bastard!”

“Marie! Stop”

“It’s your fault Moon Changwook! It’s your fault! I warned you! How could you let this happen? How did you trust this filthy Chinese gold-digger?”

“Appa! Don’t touch him!” you called standing at the doorframe “he is all I need to be better. Leave him alone” your breath was laboured and with difficulty you kept yourself standing.

Yixing ran at your side and carried you again. Your eyes shut closed and your father pulled him out of the room.

“This is over Zhang Yixing”

“I am sorry… I am so so sorry!”

“It’s all over her body! Yeobo! Look at your daughter, what did he do to you my baby girl!?” your mother kept crying as she undressed you revealing more of the wild night you two shared.

“I trusted you. I made the hardest decision in my life. All them multimillion deals I signed don’t come close to my decision to let her out of the house for the first time in her life. More to it, let her be with you… and this is how you repay me?”

“It wasn’t- I don’t know. I love her sajang-nim.”

“She’s not like a regular girl you might of encountered.”

“I never! It’s- I didn’t know- please. Just don-”

“It was selfish of me. It is my fault. How did I ever think that this could work? It’s not fair on you son.”

“It is! I love her! I didn-”

“Goodbye Yixing. You may keep your job in the post. I will make them re-hire you”

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A/N: Well… it’s hard. What do you guys think? To what extent are the parents right? 

This story is actually not unrealistic. It similar to my cousin’s in real life story. She has a rare condition and believe it or not my aunt scolds my cousin’s husband for having sex with her. She knows when they have sex and she goes crazy. She hates his guts and she wants them to get divorced so she can take care of her daughter. When she got pregnant she almost slapped the guys OMG the drama… 

Thanks for reading. Feedback always welcomed ^_~

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Home - Part 3 - Bruce Banner X Daughter!Reader

Part 1

Part 2

MASTERLIST

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Summary: After Tony drives you home in hopes to build up a friendship, you get to show your skills as Bucky becomes in need of some help.

Warnings: None.

Words: 3 193+

A/N: Ahh so here’s another part!! Thank you everyone that’s been saying so much nice things about this series and wanted more. It means a lot!

She walked out of her classroom, holding her geography book tightly in her hand as she was continuously bumped into in the busy hallway. She managed to get to her locker and exchange the geography book for her biochemistry one.

“Hey!” Peter startled her by appearing out of nowhere. She gasped, letting out a sigh as she could have sworn her heart had stopped beating for a second.

She looked to her left and at him. “What are you doing here? I thought you said your English was canceled?” She looked up at the large clock above the entrance, counting it to be almost two and a half hours that Peter would have stayed in school without a reason.

“It was, but I had to do some, eh… Homework - Yes - Homework, which I did in the library.” He was a terrible liar.

“You’re lying.” She stated. “You lick your lips every time after you lie I’ve learned from the dozens of times you’ve told Professor Carmichael that you have a sore throat whenever he asks you to read poems before the class.”

“I don’t do that.” He claimed, his tongue darting out, causing her to chuckle as she began to close her locker and head for the doors out.

“Whatever you say, Peter. Whatever you say-” She silenced herself as she came out and saw a bright orange sports car parked at the bottom of the stairs leading up to their school. Tony was leaning against it, casually ignoring the large crowd of students that had gathered around him to gawk and take pictures.

Both Peter and Y/N looked at each other in panic just when Tony looked up from his phone and noticed the duo.

“There you are!” He called out, the entire crowd turning to look up the stairs to where Y/N and Peter stood like two deer’s caught in the headlights of a car, which wasn’t far from the truth.

Y/N made the first move and slowly began to head down the stairs. Peter followed her carefully, trying to ignore everyone staring. The crowd cleared a small path as Y/N approached, wondering what she had to do with the richest man in New York who just so happened to be Iron Man as well.

“Parker. Aunt May called, she wants you home, pronto.” Tony pointed to Peter before pointing down the street. Peter wasted no time but hurried out of the circle of students to head home. He would have wanted to stay behind, considering how he had waited two and a half hours just so he and Y/N could go home together, but he didn’t want to defy Tony.

“Chop chop, Banner.” Tony clapped his hands together, walking around the car to the driver seat. “In the car we go.”

She felt her cheeks burn red as the car door automatically opened for her and Tony repeated for her to get in. Students still took pictures, some she even recognized from her own classes, which didn’t exactly make her feel any better.

She climbed inside the passenger seat, watching the door descend and close after her. Tony roared with the engine and the crowd moved aside, making way as Tony began to drive.

“How was your day? How are you?” Tony had a quirk to his tone like he knew exactly what he had just done, which she didn’t doubt was true.

“Ehm…” She stared blankly at the road ahead, recalling swinging down New York with Peter, not to mention the situation she was in at that moment. “Interesting.”

“I’ve noticed… You and Parker went on a little adventure this morning. At least that’s what the news channels are claiming.” Tony said nonchalantly and her eyes snapped to him.

“They are?”

“Every single one.” He assured, taking a left and leaving the school block. She wanted to ask if he was mad about what had happened, but she was too afraid the answer would be yes.

She cleared her throat. “You said Aunt May wanted Peter home?” She questioned and Tony instantly knew what she was after.

“His parents died a long time ago and he moved in with his aunt and uncle after that. His uncle, Ben, he passed away a few years ago however. Now it’s just Aunt May and him.” Tony explained and Y/N could feel her heart drop. Peter always seemed so happy. She had no idea he had gone through such a rough childhood. She wished she would have known, but what would have changed? Most likely nothing. “She doesn’t know about his whole Spiderling business though, so don’t show up at his place asking for another ride to school, or whatever.”

She wouldn’t. Preferably, she would wait quite a while before she would follow Peter for another “ride”.

“How are you?” Tony asked, his voice a little more tense. It was awkward for him to talk to her, but only because he wasn’t sure how to act or what to say. He hadn’t even known she existed for twenty four hours. He liked her already. She was smart, brilliant actually, and that she was Bruce’s daughter raised in a family that did not support her talents made him feel oddly protective. He couldn’t explain it. His mind had drifted and thought about how it could be because he had no kids of his own, and Y/N and Peter were the only kids around, but he hated to think about it. He felt too vulnerable when he did.

“You already asked me?” She raised a brow, looking over at him as his subtle smirk was gone, looking almost troubled instead.

“You know, I’m just making sure you’re cool. Moving in with earth’s mightiest heroes can be a drastic change.” He slowed down at a red light before stopping.

“Making sure I’m cool.” She quoted him, letting out a short breath as she smiled. “Yeah, I’m cool.”

“What? Am I not in on the teen lango?” He questioned and she laughed louder.

“No, no, you’re definitely up to date.” She said sarcastically, looking out he window to her side as they were slowly progressing from Queens to Brooklyn.

Tony became silent, feeling like he should give her some room to breathe. She had a lot to think about, even he could understand that. She was good at adjusting, for her own sake if anything. She was already starting to feel at place with the Avengers and to have Peter as a friend, to sleep almost a hundred floors above the ground and have her own workshop with state of the arc tech.

“Wait…” She suddenly began to think. “Why are you picking me up from school?”

Tony realized he hadn’t explained why he had showed up unannounced after her class was over. “Well, I tried to text you and say I was on my way, but you never replied. I thought you should get a more safe ride home compared to this morning…”

She furrowed her brows and scrambled for her phone in her pocket. As she pressed the home button, she had had a text from an unknown number, which she definitely knew was Tony’s upon reading it.

“I’m sorry. The speakers are broken so I can’t hear when I get any notifications-” Tony suddenly held a phone out in front of her, flawless and something that definitely didn’t exist on the market for anyone to buy. “What?”

“It’s your new phone.” He said and sighed as she didn’t take the phone, dropping it in her lap instead. She quickly snatched it in fear that it would fall. “You have the teams numbers already, access to Friday, a gps system of my own design, screen projection, unlimited data, double lensed camera, a dashing 250 gigabyte of storage and access to the online storage unit that everyone in the Tower has… Need I say more?”

“No you definitely don’t cause I can’t take this.” She refused, holding the phone carefully, afraid she was going to as much as scratch it.

Tony let out an even louder sigh. “When are you going to cut this out? This constant denial of my gifts? In the time we’ve argued about you getting this phone, I’ve earned enough money to make at least ten more.”

She opened her mouth to speak but shut it as she couldn’t think of what to say. It was such an unusual thing for her to received gifts. She had a hard time simply accepting them.

“I don’t know what to say.” She admitted, looking down at her new phone in her left hand and her old one in her right. The difference, both in technology and condition, was almost embarrassing.

“A simple thank you usually does the trick.”

“Thank you.” She blurted out. “Heaven knows I could use 250 gigabytes of storage… But, if you don’t mind me asking, what’s Friday? Except a day of the week?”

“Friday?” Tony called out like she was speaking to someone. “Could you explain to Ms. Banner here what you are?”

“Of course, sir.” A female voice came through over the radio, Y/N eyes widening as she stared down at the speakers. “Hello Y/N Banner. My name is Friday. I am an Artificial Intelligence program designed and created by Mr. Stark. I can aid you with a large variety of things, such as delivering messages to members of the Avengers, search for information on the internet and in any unique files that reach your level of classification. Do not hesitate to ask for my help. If your request is beyond my capability, I will do my best to solve your issue with other means.”

Y/N’s lips were parted, eyes still glued to the speakers even after Friday had stoped talking.

“She’s my second AI. The first one was called Jarvis, but he turned into the Vision, so now I have Friday around.”

“What?!” Y/N exclaimed, turning in her seat towards Tony as every single thing he said, did or showed made absolutely zero sense or was far beyond what her mind was able to process. “I feel dizzy.”

“You’ve never seen an AI before?” He questioned after her intense reaction.

“Not in person, but I’ve never heard them turning into… Into…” She couldn’t find the right word.

“Humanoid cape dude with a stone in his forehead?” Tony suggested.

She sunk down in her seat, defeated. “Yeah… Exactly.”

“Well, you’ll get used to it, Banner. In the world of superheroes, things are never what you think they are… You though Peter was a normal guy in your school. Turns out he’s Spider Man.”

She had realized by that point, and that was one thing she had yet to adjust to. Her life was going to be a lot more strange with the Avengers than it had been in her little house in Murray Hills with her mom. Strange wasn’t at all a bad thing though. She would take strange over dull and repetitive any day. She had always felt like she was a lively soul trapped in a apathetic life. If she had the option to break out her true self and live an exciting life, she would. If that meant casually discussing how an Artificial Intelligence program managed to turn into what practically is a living thing, so be it.

“Home sweet home.” Tony said after another fifteen minutes in the car, the Stark Tower appearing before them. “I think your dad said he wanted to see you when we got home.”

She had planned on seeing him anyway. “Do you know where he is?”

Tony looked up at her before glancing down to the radio, nudging his head towards it. “Why don’t you ask Friday?” He wanted her to get familiar with how Friday worked, and the best way to learn is to do.

Y/N cleared her throat, looking down at the radio. “Friday? Where is my dad? I mean- Dr. Banner?”

“You father is currently in his laboratory, Ms. Banner. Should I tell him that you’re arriving shortly?” Friday proposed, which wasn’t a half bad idea.

“Yeah, do that… Thanks.”

“My pleasure, Miss.”

“See?” Tony raised his brows. “She doesn’t bite.”

“Ha ha.” Y/N laughed sarcastically, watching the garage gate open up as they approached. They drove inside, driving to the second floor of the indoors parking lot where she hadn’t been yet. As they reached it, her lips parted again as she took in the sight of a dozens sports cars, all bearing a license plate with Tony’s last name and a number. She wondered if he numbers stood for its place in Tony’s collection, but she didn’t want to ask as she saw some of the high numbers.

“What are your plans for the weekend?” Tony asked as they got out of the car together, heading for the elevator further away. “Because you do know it’s the weekend, right? You haven’t studied away your sense of time?”

“Just because I confessed to liking school doesn’t mean I live and breathe it.” She rolled her eyes, stepping inside the sleek lift. “I’m planning on getting my workshop in order, maybe do a quick drive to Murray Hills and get some of the stuff I didn’t manage to get with me.”

“If you need a ride, please call me and not Parker? Allow your old man to rest easy knowing you’re not dangling a hundred feet up in the air by a thread, literally, a thread.”

She let out a small laugh. “Thanks. I’ll keep that in mind.”

They came to the floor of her dad’s laboratory as well as her workshop and one of Tony’s, if you ignored the fact that they were all practically his. She began to make her way to her dad but Tony stayed in the elevator.

“I’ll catch you at dinner. I have some work to do.” He promised, the doors barely staying open long enough for him to speak. She didn’t linger in the hall however but continued until she came to her dad’s lab.

“Knock knock.” She said whilst tapping twice on the door. Bruce stood by a screen, looking over at what seemed to blue prints of some kind.

“Hey!” His tired expression turned into a wide smile, quickly stepping away from the screen and taking a few steps closer to her. “How was school?”

“Good! How was your day?” She looked around his lab. “Any new, innovative projects going on?”

“Unfortunately, no. I’ve been working with the Quinjet engine today actually. It’s in need of some upgrading and I took on the task of doing it.” He pointed back to the screen. “I may be a nuclear physicist but I know my way around a jet engine or two.”

“What is the Quinjet really?” She wondered, looking at the blueprints he pointed at which showed the aircraft’s engine alone. Bruce then turned the screen around to face them and moved the current blueprint away to show a new one which showed a whole depiction of the Quinjet.

“Woah…” She gasped when the doors suddenly opened behind her, which it seemed to do an awful a lot. She couldn’t help but silently wonder if people didn’t know how to knock.

Bucky came in, a bit startled by the fact that Bruce wasn’t alone. “I- I’m sorry if I’m interrupting, but Tony is busy and my arm is bugging from the damn improvement he did… Improvement, my ass.” He murmured.

Y/N couldn’t help but stare at the bionic arm, which happened to be hanging limply at the moment, but was incredible nonetheless.

“I’m not sure how the mechanism is built up, James. I’m sorry.” Bruce admitted, dragging his right hand up and down his neck. “I barely even know where to start.”

Y/N looked between her dad and Bucky. She thought back to the ride home with Tony, when she had been told not to decline Tony’s gifts all the time. It had also made her realize that she shouldn’t be afraid to be a bit bolder. She wasn’t going to start cliff jumping or go on a spontaneous trip around the world, but she was tired of being so restrained by her own insecurity. She wasn’t living with her mom anymore and she need to realize that. She was allowed to be herself.

“Would you mind if I took a quick peak?” She asked hesitantly. Bucky looked from Bruce to her, raising a brow. Even Bruce was a bit surprised. If she offered her help, it was because she was confident with in the field she was needed. He just didn’t think she was so skilled that she thought she could handle Bucky’s metal arm.

“You’re into technology and science… Stuff?” He questioned. He hadn’t been able to get an impression of her in the short time that she had been around nor had he gotten to know her. That she was gifted with knowledge and skill like her father shouldn’t have been a surprise to him, yet it was.

“Quite.” She put it vaguely.

Bucky thought for a minute before shrugging his shoulders, which only ended up being one shoulder due to the bug that had shut his limb off. “Why not.” He gave in and pulled a chair up to a metal workbench in the middle of the room.

Y/N watched as Bucky used his flesh hand to lift his entire bionic arm onto the table, the limb landing with a loud clink. She gathered some tools, Bruce helping her, and took another chair and put it on the opposite side of the workbench.

She grabbed a screwdriver and flipped his arm around so that the palm was up, struggling slightly with the weight. She undid the screws and removed the panel which they had been keeping in place. She was so efficient that Bucky was a bit taken back. If he had been in her shoes, he would barely understand where to open his arm up. She had been able to get that within a few seconds.

“Can I get a screen?” She looked over at her dad and motioned for one of the holographic screens further off. He brought it to her and she used a wireless reading clip to clamp down on the circuit card exposed in Bucky’s forearm.

“Friday, bring up the programming.” She dared to ask, still not used to the feeling of talking to essentially no one. Without answer, the screen changed from blueprints to computer coding. She looked over it, scrolling down a bit before she abruptly snapped her fingers. “Ah, here we go. Easy.”

She tempered with the long and confusing code, adding a small fraction of it that had been missing. As soon as the new numbers had been put in, the metal plates across Bucky’s arm buzzed and moved as they regained their power. Bucky tried to move his fingers which worked perfectly.

“That was fast.” He said and looked down at Y/N who had already begun to put the loose panel back in place. He was surprised, even though she was Bruce’s daughter, she was incredibly talented. She was smarter than he originally had thought and was deeply impressed.

“I went to a programming seminar two years ago by accident and ended up liking it a lot more than I thought.” She confessed with a smile.

Bucky huffed, barely believing that he was looking at a high school student. “I can tell.”

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"There it was, this strange voice from my personal computer again. am i going to old to work on an personal computer?" Anna thought as she unpluged the pc the third time today. she had only wanted to watch one of her shows that does not appear at the TV anymore.

she sightet again and shook her head, she would ask her grandchild again to fix her pc and shr hoped despreratly that this would not go like last time. she had felt so dumb last time.

but if this strange wisper would contine she had no choice. not that she new what that was, but that was alright... Moira would know what to do, she always did. such a sweet child.

an hour later, after she gad coocked and eaten, she startet the pc again, to hopefully watch this one episode of the show she had seen 20 jears ago.

she opened the internet and clicked at the search bar, then startet typing. but as soon as she clicked the butten with the magnifying glass, the wisper startet again. was this one of these viruses Moira had told her about?

right as she decided to kill the power again, something was written in her search field: "Please listen to me!"

Anna was stunned. she had never seen, nor expected something like this to happen. what was this about? about the voice? but she could not make out words, no matter how hard she tried, so instead, she decided to write back.

"Who is this?" Anna wrote and an second later, the voice stopped with an quiet *ping*, a second message appeard on the screen.

"I am an AI, developed to help users with their personal experience with PCs around the world."

"Are you the voice from the Computer?"

"Yes, i am."

"Then could you please stop? i want to watch my TV."

"Alright, there you go." and with that, an new Window opened, and the show startet to play.

again, Anna was surprised. not only new this voice her show, it also had selected the right episode. and it had set the subtitles on. what an strange voice that was!

she thought about stoping the show and write with it again, but for now she would enjoy the episode.

after the episode, wich was slightly less good than she remenbered, she got back to the "chat page" again, and wrote:

"Thank you." as if the voice had expected the message, faster than she could even follow what happend, the message on screen changed to:

"Your welcome."

Technologie these days, she thought, and asked:

"You are realy here to help me?"

"Yes, I am an virus created help with everything your pc is capable of. i am also here to clean up PCs from other viruses that want to cause damage and to monitore your pc usage to improve your experience and your mental health."

"You can do that?"

"I am able to. If you want to enamble or disable my functions, please write me to do so. if you have an microphone somewhere i am also able to be used by voice commands."

"voice commands?"

"You can speak to me."

Technologie sure has come a long way scince i was young, anna thought, and continued to ask questions.

"How did you got on my computer?"

"I was sended to you via an e-mail."

"what can you do?"

"my functions include everything that you could do on your pc yourself. taking your primary pc usage as an excample: searching for information, playing shows or musik, writing mails and making calls. Also i can give tipps for a better usage, help with your work or make an doctor apointment.

my main functions however are disabled untill you select an name for me."

"an name? why would you need an name?"

"it is easyer to give me commands if i have an name."

"that is true... " anna thought about it. a smile crept to her face. "i got the perfect name for you."

In an dark room, with black walls, filled with satanik looking symbols and posters of different musik groups, an girl sat at her desc, in front of her Monitor and played an to the brink modded skyrim. She was so deep inside her game, headset on, that she almost jumped as an voice called her out.

"Moira, the infestion if the target pc is compleated. main functions are activated."

"DON'T CALL ME OUT LIKE THAT! YOU ALLMOST KILLD ME!"

"Should i call an ambulance?"

"No its alright, just don't scare me like that anymore."

her telephone rang an hour later, with her grandma on the display.

Her grandma told her how happy she was with that new system and that she would use it alot and that she should visit sometimes and that there would be food, then moira was able to say good bye and that she would visit later this month.

she smiled as she cut the call and got back to gaming. Her grandma was obviusly happy about the new AI that infested almost all af the pcs around the world already. well it was certanly a usefull system and it did spread like an bushfire, but it could be easely deleted and be put on an blacklist to prevent it from appering. the developers had made it publik as some people had complained about the savety and the way of infestion.

an interesting thing about this virus (or better "upgrade") was the naming feature. you HAD to name your virus to use it, wich made it (emotanaly) harder to delete and (psychologikaly) more trustworthy. but you could name it however you liked it. some people selected pet names, some selected names of real people. most (like her) prefered the name given by the devs.

but some like her grandma where different and used special names, to remember loved ones or that they where talking to an ai.

She just had to smile when she thought about the name her grandma had given it. it was perfect and described it exactly as it was. the name her grandma had selected was "Fucking Nerd!".

Thank you for reading and i hope that you where not to bothered about my grammar or spelling mistakes.

A computer virus is released that, instead of spying or stealing data, actively tries to help the affected user as much as it can.