#amd the necklaces...

[truegoist]

BRO one of the parents I babysit for recommended me to a friend of hers and idk what she told them but just from their expression ik I was not what they were expecting.

[n1et]

OP didn't even adjust for inflation

I was curious about what my wage and time, plus materials, would bring the cost of a foundation paper pieced and handquilted king size quilt to...and...

Okay, anyone willing to pay this amount will be enough to convince to make something this...outrageous. it'll close commissions for a year or two, and require frequent breaks so I don't burnout.

$23,800 USD.

$27× 900 hours + cost of materials (batting alone will be $200, 25 yards of fabric will be about what i need, i'll kill several rotary blades with all the cutting, and likely go through at least two spools of thread) = final cost

That amount of money will be what it takes to convince me to make this. If you're willing to pay for one of these now, hmu. I'll make the listing.

If you want just a king size quilt top, that's still $6150 USD. I'll need around 25 yards of fabric, a couple spools of thread (or a cone), and two to three rotary blades. This will take around 200 hours for traditional piecing. Foundation paper piecing will add another 100-200 hours easily because I have to print each section of each block, cut them out, fold along the seam lines, cut all the fabric, sew the fabric to the paper, press each seam, trim, rinse and repeat many times, sew the blocks together, remove the paper (sooooo many pieces), make the rows, and sew the rows together. So foundation paper piecing will bring the top to $11,650. For just the quilt top.

If you're 100% certain you want a king size quilt, and you're able to pay, let me know. I'll put the commission listing up for you, and promptly close commissions until further notice.

Money is good incentive.

[aberooski]

As an October baby, please enough with being assigned dark and spooky things I'm not a dark and spooky girl ugh

[mywritingonlyfans]

all this talk about bearded alex made me realize that i may like giving bj but i just never found the right person (alex ofc) just the thought of his looks omg 😩

I feel you 😭 cock (Alex's) hits with different taste when you're in love 🥰

[fanartlover1234]

VICIOUS

Hook can see right through you

Hook was a pirate, he knew what pretending and acting was as its the way he got what he wanted most times and her smile, her rosie cheeks were fake to the bone and it seemed no one could see it but him.

Thw way the corners of yours lips tugged up but not a single wrinkle at her eyes, the way her cheeks grew pink yet not a shimmer in those doe eyes of her.

Of course eveyone believed she was good, she were the headmasters grandaughter after all, she were supposed fo be the example of all things good and pure.

He always admired the girl, how she could wear such a smile on her own face that even Uliana will only realisw the mock in the girls words when she thinks about it hours later.

The way she always moved so gracefuly amd her eyes always seemed to be the constant stuck in doa eyes mode probably gave her extra beliefs from others.

He wasnt sure she were fakeing it, he knew.

She was so good at it, he even believed it for a while as one of your friends were Bridget and she was the beam of joy.

It was currently midnight, magical time of day when tomorrow becomes today and today becomes yesterday.

Hook was wandering in the garden when he notoced the one and olny actress of Merlim Acedemy goody two shoes.

"Now what does a goody goody does here in such late hour" he asked, slightly startling her from her train of thought when she looked upon the figure of a pirate who kneeled down to in same level as her while he lowered himself in grass.

He looked her up and down, his eyes landing on the necklace next to hers, it was Ulianas.

"What do you want" the harsh of her tone caught him by suprise, her act dropped, knowimg no one besides them both would see it.

"How did you-" he said trailing his words as he pointed at the necklace and she simplg winked at him she looked into his eyes and thay alone was a mistake as she was now traped in the deadly gaze of her enemie "you niped it when you hugged her" he stated though it more sounded like a question before she fixed her posture her doe eyes looking at him.

"I have no idea what you are on about"

"Nope" he said " do not pretend to some weak, pathetic goody two shoes when i can see that visious mind of your working behind those innocent looking eyes".

[honey-minded-hivemind]

how do you think feral mutations like logans and creeds impact yandere tendencies?

Okay, okay! Good question! (Also, I hope you saw the post with them and Remy and Reader! It's before this one, okay?)

• Feral mutations and instincts do affect and impact platonic yandere tendencies. We'll be exploring some if those!

• Cuddling; most platonic yanderes will want to cuddle you at some point, but feral platonic yanderes? Oh, they are, and will, cuddle you, but it'll be a bit fluffier, a bit tighter, and they'll be purring and nuzzling you the entire time. They're basically acting like mama cats with their kittens...

• Eating and Food; some platonic yanderes will want to bake with you or learn to cook food for you or will want to go out to eat somewhere somewhere you. Feral platonic yanderes will hunt you almost anything you want, drag it back to you, and will even help prepare it if they're not too deep in their instincts. Oh, you want to try deer? Well, here's the whole thing, let them teach you how to git it and skin it. You wanted to try fresh salmon, not the canned kind? Time for a late night or early morning fishing trip, you're coming, and y'all will have enough to bake and fry and baste and roast and grill, whatever way you want it. You want to try something a bit more wild, like alligator? Okay, that's a challenge, and they'll win it, and you'll have some alligator jerky or in your stew and they'll have teeth to string and wear! (I've tried a bit of alligator before, it's a bit chewy, but hey, it's okay). They take pride in feeding you and catching any meat you eat, but if it's an A/B/O AU, and they're omegas, they will eventually want to nurse you themselves...

• Going Out; the platonic yanderes have mixed reactions amd ideas on you going out. The ferals have a list of where you can go, and if you need one of them with you. You can't go to places that are shady or are clubs alone, let alone to concerts or field trips out of state. You can go to places like a zoo or aquarium or the mall, even to the woods or into town, but you have to have another platonic yandere, or them, with you. They can't be with you, and you're catching on to something? They're spying on you, they're spying on your school/job/college/home/base, and are taking notes on everything they need to know about you amd who you are...

• Feeling Sad; if you're sad, the platonic yans want to comfort you or make you feel better. The ferals take this up a notch. If you're sad about being away from home and/or being stuck with their group, they'll give you space, knowing you're overwhelmed. If you're sad for someone hurting you or bullying you, they're hinting that person down, and they're telling you you're one of a kind, you're clearly the better person, and that they won't be a problem much longer... (Sabretooth might eat the worse people, such as evil scientists or abusers... Logan woukd likely git a few or hint them for sport, paying them back for what they did to you)...

• Clothing and Apparel; any of the platonic yanderes would want you to wear something of theirs, or match with them, or having special pieces picked out for each other. The ferals would make sure to scent your clothes, so others know to back off and leave you alone, and they like when one of their blankets or shirts/flannels/jackets smell like you, because it's soothing. If they can, they like you wearing something that goes with their look, such as a jacket, or boots, or certain jeans and flannels. You like bone jewelry? They're gifting you a whole necklace full of teeth or a jar full of a preserved specimen. If you gift them something, they're sewing it into their jacket or wearing it proudly. (They also do have a few pictures of you and them together, and yes, they keep it close by at all times)

(Those are what I could think of off the top of my head! This was fun!)

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Hi I’ve just recently found your blog am I can say I’m.obsessed. I’m absolutely love imagining the close bond between a trainer and their Pokémon!

With that in mind I’d love to request a piece with a elderly garchomp who lost part of its arm fin and spike,old bones with stiff joints,cracked skin,old scars littering it’s body.it’s most prominent scar is right across his eye,now a milky white.

Garchomp was readers gramps,who used to be champion in alola,but due to the whole ultra beast fiasco it’s done a real number on his old boy.So he sent his buddy to his granddaughter in the sunny,warm region of Paldea to live out his golden years.

How would arven,penny amd Nemona react to this battle hardened but gentle old man dragon?

Aww yeah! I also love the concept of elderly pokemon. I remember seeing one of the poketoon episodes with a champion's charizard who was kinda in his elder years and I think it's neat they touched on that

I'll just do these as hcs! (and also I think it'd be cool if peepaw garchomp wore a necklace with a dragonium z crystal encased in it as a momento of his achievements)

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Arven

When you first introduced your gramps' Garchomp to Arven...he was quite startled seeing how old and battle-scarred he looked.

However, you didn't seem all that concerned and calmly explained that this one used to belong to a family member who was an Alolan Champion.

Though after the invasion of the Ultra Beasts and everything else that happened, your gramps decided his Garchomp was due for a much-needed retirement. So he sent him over to you in Paldea, knowing you'll take good care of his ace.

Plus, Gar's known you since he was a little Gible, so he 100% trusted you.

Despite all he's been through, barely a mean bone in his body remains. He's just a gentle old soul who'd much rather relax in the sun and get nice baths. He knows his worst days are behind him.

Unsurprisingly, Casseroya Lake became his favorite spot, so you and Arven have a lot of picnics there. The dragons usually mind their business, although Gar's quite popular with the local Dreepy population, who flock to him like children.

But because Garchomps at this stage in their lives have a tough time walking and lose their ability to fly, you'll have to assist him with getting around places.

However he's very stubborn about going back into his pokeball.

Thanks to Arven adding herba mystica to his meals, he still retains a good deal of strength. And while it can't reverse the effects of aging, you reassure him that he doesn't have to use up his entire supply to keep Garchomp healthy.

Tbh your friend's gonna get a little sappy seeing you take care of this sweet elderly dragon, hoping that he'll grow old with Mabosstiff still by his side.

Penny

It never really hit her that Pokémon can just...grow old like humans do, until she met your gramps' Garchomp.

And the first question that comes out of her mouth is: "So is he like...a hundred years old or something?"

Obviously Gar's unamused, but forgives her anyways with a nuzzle.

Lowkey he scares her, even though you reassure her over and over he's as sweet as a Slurpuff.

Her eeveelution team, much to her shock, warm up to him fast. Especially Sylveon, who snuggles with him and helps you aid him with walking and whatnot.

Flareon also helps keep him cozy since his cracked skin makes him more vulnerable to the cold.

Despite all of this, it still takes a while for Penny to warm up to him and pet him.

The whole eevee team had to band together and literally nudge her over to him

Once she does, you teasingly praise her for overcoming her "Garchomphobia", which flusters her enough to send you a glare.

Meanwhile, ol' Garchomp's chuckling in the background, very happy you found some good friends here.

Nemona

You knew she was gonna flip out (with excitement) as soon as you let it slip that your grandpa, an Alolan Champion, had handed his Garchomp over to you.

She's seen the tournaments when she was younger..and is lowkey jealous you're related to somebody so famous.

But you made it very, very clear that this dragon is in retirement and is done with battling. For good.

He wasn't transferred to you to fight more Pokémon, but to enjoy his golden years.

Despite this, Nemona still got overexcited upon seeing him, examining the z-crystal encased in his necklace with stars in her eyes.

"This allowed you to use Devastating Drake, right???"

Ofc, still being a little bit of a showoff, Garchomp managed to mimic the z-move pose his trainer once used, much to her delight-

Then one of his joints popped and he had to stop before he was in too much pain.

She's infinitely apologetic about it, even though he doesn't mind.

[aliciavance4228]

Apollodorus, Library:

"And he had sons by Andromeda: before he came to Greece he had Perses, whom he left behind with Cepheus (and from him it is said that the kings of Persia are descended); and in Mycenae he had Alcaeus and Sthenelus and Heleus and Mestor and Electryon, and a daughter Gorgophone, whom Perieres married. Alcaeus had a son Amphitryon and a daughter Anaxo by Astydamia, daughter of Pelops; but some say he had them by Laonome, daughter of Guneus, others that he had them by Hipponome, daughter of Menoeceus; and Mestor had Hippothoe by Lysidice, daughter of Pelops. This Hippothoe was carried off by Poseidon, who brought her to the Echinadian Islands, and there had intercourse with her, and begat Taphius, who colonized Taphos and called the people Teleboans, because he had gone far from his native land. And Taphius had a son Pterelaus, whom Poseidon made immortal by implanting a golden hair in his head. And to Pterelaus were born sons, to wit, Chromius, Tyrannus, Antiochus, Chersidamas, Mestor, and Eueres. Electryon married Anaxo, daughter of Alcaeus, and begat a daughter Alcmena, and sons, to wit, Stratobates, Gorgophonus, Phylonomus, Celaeneus, Amphimachus, Lysinomus, Chirimachus, Anactor, and Archelaus; and after these he had also a bastard son, Licymnius, by a Phrygian woman Midea. Sthenelus had daughters, Alcyone and Medusa, by Nicippe, daughter of Pelops; and he had afterwards a son Eurystheus, who reigned also over Mycenae. For when Hercules was about to be born, Zeus declared among the gods that the descendant of Perseus then about to be born would reign over Mycenae, and Hera out of jealousy persuaded the Ilithyias to retard Alcmena's delivery, and contrived that Eurystheus, son of Sthenelus, should be born a seven-month child."

I've already talked about this cursed version of Alcmene's family tree, where she is the daughter of Electryon and Anaxo who is the daughter of Alcaeus who is the brother of Electryon. Now, in order to make things even more unsettling because why not make things more disturbing than they have to be, one of the women who is mentioned as the possible wife of Alcaeus is Hipponome. Hipponome was the daughter of Menoeceus who was the son of Pentheus, being the sister of Creon amd Jocasta (Oedipus' mother/wife) and part of the House of Cadmus.

Not sure if the curse had anything to do with what Alcmene has been through (though to be perfectly honest being banged by your own great-grandfather disguised as your husband is already a curse on itself), but at this point I'm wondering wheter or not it would've been any difference if that necklace would've been given to Hipponome (and then given to Anaxo and then Alcmene) instead of Jocasta.

[erica-the-airhead]

If you will all indulge me in a dark fantasy I've had.

I'm a high school teacher in a primarily black school who teaches biology. Now, for this particular semester, I'll be teaching sex-ed to all these young, handsome black men and maybe like one white boy but I'm a very hands on teacher so while I explain the reproductive system I'll demonstrate with huge black dildos pumping in and out of my wet pussy as I describe how to properly fuck a women in each hole, strip naked and let them feel all around so they know how a women feels amd where to touch to make them proper snowbunnies, I'll teach proper kissing techniques on each student except the white boy and I'll show each king what a proper blowjob feels like one by one. And of course each king will for the final exam have to cum inside me and I will grade them on performance, speed and how much I squirt, as for the white boy he gets a tiny cage and his final exam will be to write a 10 page essay on why he is inferior and should fuck remain a hand fucker or keep his white pin dick locked up, if he does well enough on the essay I'll even throw out his key for him or wear it as a necklace and have it dangle just between my tits

Art by @artificial-unintellegence-3

[achaoticeternal]

Reading your story "Winner takes it all" inspired to write this drabble.All for YOU to enjoy it😊 and forgive me, I'm not good at english😅

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"Rhaenyra we can't!"

She raised her hand to silence her husband, everyone in the council was silent.

"I'm your queen Daemon, my word is law and if I order you to bring back my daughter to me, you will do it.."

Daemon gritted her teeth.

"She's the wife of that one-eyed cunt and she may have now carrying his bastard—"

"SHE'S MY DAUGHTER DAEMON! MY BLOOD! AMD I WANT HER BAC–"

Rhaenyra's voice broke.He felt the pitiful glances from her supporters, she could feel Rhaenys' heavy gaze on her and sensed what she wanted to say to ber.

I understand..

Rhaenys lost her children as well and she could understand her

Rhaenyra lost her baby Visenya and her sweet boy Luke at the hands of the green and now she regretted her foolishness: throwing her first born at the hands of the greens, at the arms of the kinslayer.

"My queen.." Rhaenys' voice broke her trance "your daughter is the lawful wife of prince Aemond...if Daemon has success that would lead to political consequences"

It was strange to hear such thing from Rhaenys because she had always favored you because you were Laenor's daughter.

You were the product of you and Laenor's duty, the only true Velaryon child and Rhaenyra was young when she had you..very young and lonely as Laenor was grieving the death of his lover.

By the months she was carrying you, Rhaenyra learnt to love you and as soon as you were born, she knew you have stolen her heart.

She didn't feel alone anymore because you were her light to her darkness, her rock, her goal to fight for her throne and to secure your position as her heir;however Jace, Luke and Joffrey came and Rhaneyra thought the better way to protect you was by marriage with a great man.

Aemond was a great mean? She was good to his daughter: she heard the rumors about you and Aemond's mutual fondness and Nyra took that opportunity to reach peace between the factions..but it wasn't enough.

now you were in danger

She knew as soon as ser Erryk brought her a piece of cloth; he unwrapped it and Rhaenyra felt her heart dropped to her stomach as she witnessed the necklace she gave you for your tenth name's day so you could have a reminder of your mother in KL.

It was sent back to Dragonstone, wrapped around by one of your favorite gowns.—She knew because you were her daughter and what mother didn't know her child's tastes?!

that piece of cloth was a warning from her brother the usurper and she realized that the loyalty of your husband belonged to his brother.

What did you expect of him? He has killed your son

She closed your her eyes as that voice came back to taunt her

What if they are torturing her?

What if?

What if you were dead?

Rhaenyra closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.

"I don't care..did her husband showed any mercy to my son, a barely man of tenth and fourth!? He came as an envoy but Aemond has killed him" Her voice dripped with venom.

"The spies say my daughter is confined in her chambers, treated as a laughing stock and her husband, the man he has vowed to protect her allows her to be the mistreated by the king the usurper and rumors say Aegon loves harassing girls..!" Her voice broke.

Her daughter, beautiful daughter, her darling daughter...

She locks eyes with Jace and the twins: their feelings were mutual, Jace seemed to the point to have a mental breakdown, he felt guilty, he thought that Luke's death was his fault, Baela was in distress and Rhaena's eyes were red.

Rhaenyra gritted her teeth, the fire that has destinguished as soon as he heard Luke's death came back.

"We aren't going to attack for now..my daughter would be in danger(blood and cheese..)more than before"

With unshead tears Nyra looked straight at his husband's eyes that were distraught, softened up.

"Bring me back my daughter and we will answer with fire and blood, understand?"

You never love anything in the world the way you love your first child

Notes by the author (Aegon doesn't harass her, he taunts her in the Joffrey way but without the beating because he knows Aemond would kill him)

I hope you have enjoyed it☺

this was so well written and fits perfectly within my vision for the winner takes it all!!! thank you so much for sharing this with me, anon! it was absolutely beautiful and your writing is amazing!

[insidethemachine]

Samatoki Aohitsugi - Hypnosis Microphone 碧棺 左馬刻 - ヒプノシスマイク

Heyo, how’s it going~? 

Here it is the baddie of Samatoki xd I dont like him very much (why he has to be so mean to Ichiro sometimes ;-;) but I love how he raps, grows over all the lore and protects Nemu uwu also he turned quite the fine man in 3D lol

Talking about the sims, I had quite the travel with the shirt and boots in... in blender xD I know I said i wouldnt touch the damn program (I am a Maya fanboy (?)) but this shirt was the only one that checked all the boxes, just that it had a pocket and the pocket was a different UV island obviously so I had to re uv a little xd I tried adding more buttons but it didnt go well lol I suppose it is bcs i have to paint weight or add the buttons to the rig but i dont know shit about rigging lol The boots was just scaling them up a little cause they were clipping badly with all jeans I tried unu didnt want the jeans to go over bcs... thats not how Sama wears his boots xd does he have tats? I dont know, but I didnt add any either lol

also see this beautiful eyesss @pralinesims you diy eyes are so GOD uwuwu

cc list uwu:

Skin: https://mousysims.tumblr.com/post/627162293823848448/face-only-skinblend-masculine-feminine-all by @mousysims

Eyes: https://www.patreon.com/posts/di-eye-diy-eye-34678649 by @pralinesims Eyelashes: http://kijiko-catfood.com/3d-lashes-uncurled-eyelashes-edition/ http://kijiko-catfood.com/eyebrow-ver2/ by @kijiko-sims

Hair: https://www.patreon.com/posts/69024002 by @zaozzaa

Bracelet, piercings, necklace amd boots: https://losts4cc.tumblr.com/post/640675057738317824/s4simomo-anime-cc by Simomo, I did scale up the boots a little xd they erased all their cc and sns (i had their cc from long ago xd), be cautious when downloading not from original source >< (that's why I put full links, is not aesthetic, but at least you can select it and paste it yourself and know before hand where you are going xd, I havent had problems with the sim comm but you never know sadly...) Shirt: https://www.patreon.com/posts/kk-collar-shirts-52975513 by @ooobsooo, retextured by me Jeans: https://www.patreon.com/posts/50105559 by @gorillax3-cc CAS BG: https://vyxated.tumblr.com/post/719719135185092608/cas-replacements-set-02 by @vyxated Reshade: https://fiesemietze.tumblr.com/post/641246832367992832/preface-download-at-the-end-reshade-version by @fiesemietze Poses: https://nell-le.tumblr.com/post/189644526639/male-model-pose-pack-n1-27-male-poses-ingame-and by @nell-le https://katverse.com/2019/10/25/pose-pack-22/ by @katverse https://karzalee.wixsite.com/studiok/post/2018/04/28/skc-male-pose-set-4 by @karzalee https://www.patreon.com/posts/request-sitting-48869510 by @helgatisha this time i downloaded all new brand poses so I know which I used xd

If something is missing, you can found it in my last posts maybe xd. As always, if you want some retexture just pm me uwu

That’s all for today~, next comes fancy corrupt cop Iruma Jyuto uwu I really like him xd last year I made his sim but it turned quite bad hope i can re do it and turns smth good xd good thing that I lost that save so I can start fresh xd just sad cause I liked my old Rio (Rio is one of my favs uwu) unu

little extra, wanted to share my buster bros desktop uwu

they look so cool uwuwu I retouched the image a little cause the lighter in me likes a good bloom in a bright image lol also matched the visualizer to their colors uwu

baii!

[william-he-they]

Ok so someone said oh the marauders and the pantheon would constantly borrow clothes from one and other and let the others borrow their clothes to the point nobody really knows whos clothes is whos like YES YES THEY WOULD and they would eventualy when going shopping sometimes they buy things 1 2 maybe even 3 sizes up so that evenone would be able to fit in them amd wear eachothers clothes if they wanted too like RAAAAHHHHH james borrowing lilys skirts on his I wanna be a lil fem days sirius borrowing remus sweaters remus borrowing james band t-shirts THE ONLY things everone can tell whos is whos is rings necklaces and james signature red converse i love this hc so much. And then them haveing to scrabble to find who has whos clotheing before breaks AND if your gonna ask "well why dont they put their names on their tags?" And to that I say because most of them have sensory issues so cutting of the back tags is mandatory.

[snarky-art]

What separates how similar Harmonix-Cosmix are to Magic Winx-Enchantix? Magic Winx was also pretty uniform and Enchantix had a similar flowery look

Shapes mainly lol

In the first form, there are shorts, skirts, different necklines and accessories.

Bloom has a turtle neck, Stella has a 1 shoulder top, and Musa amd Aisha do too, but the bottoms are different and Aisha’s has a wrap around bit included and metal accents, Flora has a corset with a side skirt, there are gloves, gauntlets, bracelets, there are wedges, heels built into the shoe, and heels that have the platform separate from the shoe, etc etc

Magic Winx has a similar look all together, ie club clothes, and they have some set things such as an arm piece or arm accessory, and heels

Enchantix, different shapes again. Bloom has an empire waistline dress, Flora also has an empire waistline style dress but the cut and layering is different, skirts are common but the shapes are all different like with Musa’s bubble shape skirt, Aisha’s with the cascading petal shapes along the trim, Stella’s separate petals, layers are different, coloring style is different, hair styles are more intricate but distinct, foot things are varying heights and have different wraps, etc

It has some set things like magic Winx, ie traditional fairy idea with within western Eurocentric nature stuff, gloves, a hairpiece, the foot decorations, necklace attachment to act as a fairy dust bottle

But they all have different shapes and silhouettes and most importantly, they’re MUCH more individualized

You can’t put all of the outfits together for enchantix or magic Winx and break it down to a set shape the same way you can with the post s5 stuff

Shoutout to Nickelodeon for doing that to make it more “cohesive” in an attempt to homogenize the girls for the sake of toy sales. It sucked and it didn’t work😌

I am a Bloomix defender to an extent though those are the most individualized the girls have been in a WHILE and I’m a slut for decorative armor

[n6918]

Weiss has just found her brother crossdressing in her clothes amd decides to take full advantage of him by locking up his dick and dressing him up to use as she sees fit eventually bringing out the strap on

"Gods you look so good~" Weiss told her brother "Blue really your color". She said this to him will fondling his balls and caged cock, neatly tucked away as they were by the silver cock ring and blue plastic cage. She could see him in her full length mirror, both hands tied to her bed post as he kneeled on her mattress. Her snowflake earrings and pearl necklace adorn him, as well as the make up the chewed placed on him. The blue silk panties that she had caught him in around his mid thighs, keeping his legs together. Well the blue bra covered up his flat femboy chest; quite beautiful in Weiss's eyes.

"Oh gods~ gods~ sister~ l ammm~" Whitley pleaded with her. Taking the big white and blue strap on from his sister, feeling as it stretched out his femboy bussy. he had been unsure if he could take all 8 inches (20cm) of that big dildo, when was it made him lubed up with his mouth before shoving it in. But here he was now losing his mind, his caged cock dripping everywhere as it bounced back-and-forth uselessly. "IMMMMM CUMMMmmm~" Whitley screamed out as he shook again in his sisters arms. 

Whitley had done this to keep his sister quiet about his unusual hobby. But at this point he may be asking for her to stop by more often. 

[honey-minded-hivemind]

💿Reboot AU, Post One, Patient is the Night:

• The breeze is colder than you expected it to be today. It nips at your skin, at your nose, at your cheeks, at your eyes. It stings, as though someone tossed ice on you. But you keep going, taking the old cracked sidewalk to get to your destination.

• It's an old building, with many windows showing off antique tea sets and plates, Christmas trees and baubles, old lamps and costume jewelry, and different paintings and old furniture and knick knacks. The place has been there for as long as you can remember, with its dark green, chipped doors, it's slanted entrance, and it's lack of heating and air conditioning. The old place, the Bay Antique and Flea Market, has three floors: the ground floor, the basement, and the top floor. And inside are booths upon booths, with almost anything imaginable. It also happens happens be where you work.

• Entering the old building causes the bell above the door to ring, and you're greeted by a tired co-worker, who waves you off, letting you go to your section of the antique store. You pass many items, mostly old and vintage, only a few new things sticking out here and there in bright, mismatched colors. There's the large glass display case featuring silver spoons, different large and jeweled rings, mannequin parts displaying necklaces and bracelets on their black velvet shapes, and thimbles and cups and rare toys in protective casing. As you pass that, you slip by the clothing section, full of expensive old fur shawls and coats, old prom dresses as far back as the 60s, feathered and ostentatious hats, pointed heels, and old bows and ribbons and brooches. You turn sharply to the left, wea ing between large oak drawers and stained glass lamps, past the old porcelain cups and mugs and glass goblete and retro kitchen items, further past the fake fruits and oil paintings and old rocking horse, and then you reach the old metal stairs.

• You descend, gripping the middle railing as you go down, reaching the next set of stairs, taking the right set, and then you're in the basement area. Where the ground floor smelled of coffee and leather and old metal, down here smells like mothballs, dust, and old book pages. In the farthest room is a whole book section, with children's books from different decades, science and history and algebra books for homeschooling, ABC and Spanish and hymnals, even old Bibles and trashy romance novels. Next to that section are old costumes and skirts and dresses, donated by older teachers and grandparents and old theaters. You loop through the section, moving quickly past the football team mascot merch and old soda bottles and creepy dolls, and into a section you quite enjoy, amd where you usually stay: the Marvel section.

• You pop your back, then get to work. You start unpacking old comics, each in protective plastic, and categorize them into their appropriate sections. After that you're putting up random T-shirts, with different phrases or characters or motifs on them, from Disney to Deadpool to even chibi Avengers. Once that's over with, you sit down, taking a small break.

• That's when you notice the box

• It's on the display case/desk, worn and dented, with no address or writing, besides being addressed to someone that sounds like some odd hero or villain name. You feel a little put off by it, but with careful hands, you peel back the flaps...

• Huh. There are a few DVD cases, depicting different teenage and adult characters, with some title that includes X-Men. You feel puzzled looking it over, checking the cases and DVDs for damage, but oddly find none, not even a scratch on any of the discs or chipped plastic on the cases. You take a closer look at the title...

• X-Men: Evolution... except when you peer closer, it says by it "the Rebooted Series". Hmmm... You go through your thoughts, trying to think of what you know about any X-Men or Marvek media, but come up short. Huh. So. This could be an old series, one that became lost media. Or could be a fake version. Or it might even just be a prank by some dumb teenager. Well... You're curious, and you could use a good thing, so with that decided, you set up the old TV in your section.

• It takes a few tries, but you figure out the remote, soon turning on the old screen and setting it to AV. You open the case labeled as the first season, and take out the first disc... You shiver, feeling a purckling sensation along your back... but you shake it off, inserting the disc, then press the play button... The screen flickers, a small pop of static, then it sends you to the main menu... You hum lightly, pressing the play all option, and soon it winks out... And then it opens to the first episode, and you breathe out a sigh.

• You watch the first few episodes, enjoying the designs of each character, puzzling over undertones that there are secrets being kept, watching the teams form and dynamics be made, and you grin, a tired, warm tilt of your lips and a settled look in your eyes. It's a comfort, somehow, seeing the adult X-Men and Brotherhood members acting like odd mentors and parents, seeing the teens become friends and teammates, seeing the difference abilities and powers that bring them together... You find yourself feeling calmer somehow, and you soend the next few hours finishing the first season...

• You added a bit of commentary as you watched, and you tilted your head when the characters seemed to pause from time to time, or mentioned they were missing someone, or asked seemingly no one if they were watching, if they heard them, if they could remember what had happened... you feel a deep sadness at that, wondering who they're trying to reach, and what could possibly be wrong...

• Your dream is fuzzy around the edges, dark, as though blurred, but by what you don't know... something is speaking to you, or whoever you're supposed to be... they aren't kind, but your head can't remember what they're saying, it can't focus on what's happening... you feel pain, filling your veins then filling your heart and then filling your mind, drowning you under deep agony... there's a bright light, there's a sharp jolt through your chest, and then everything go numbs, voices settling, darkness swallowing everything whole...

• You jump, waking up. There's no one there... Your head feels weird, thick and groggy, as you struggle back to wakefulness. You can hear the muted voices from the TV, and let out a small breath. You're okay... You're fine... It's just a nightmare, it's just a dream, it can't hurt you...

• You look back at the screen, noting how the characters seemed to stare back for a moment... before resuming their conversation, a few sounding concerned while you started waking up.

• "-not okay, how do we know it's safe-" "-if we don't try now, we won't get another chance-!" "-settle down, please-" "-shhhhh, you woke them up!" "-remind them-" "-miss them-" "-it vill be okay, guys, it has to be-"

• You groan slightly, pulling yourself up to your full height. Your shoulders roll back, firm and strong, amd your legs carry you over to a small mini fridge. You squat down, yawning a little, and pick out a cold coffee. You pop back up, heading back to your seat, and take a minute to down your drink. Your sweater is soft, in a warm shade of brown, and your jeans are a dark gray. Your boots, short bit sporting heels, click together lightly as you bounce your leg a little to help you wake up. You finger your left ear a little, noting your three earrings are still there: a trio of dangling moonstones; a thin silver hoop; and a dark black stud, twinkling like a star. You rub at your eyes, then you're back to being awake.

• You look back at the screen, noting the characters are all getting ready for bed now, and you yawn. They have the right idea... You watch as the episode is finished, and soon the first season is done. You stretch as you get up, then stride over to the TV, popping out the disc, then setting it back in its case. You wander over to the worn box they came in, and sift through the remaining cases...

• There's at least... five, if not six, seasons... And while you really would like to start the second season right away... you think maybe taking a nap would be a good idea...

• "Night, guys... See ya in the morning..."

• As you lay your head back down, pillowing it on your arms, you think you almost hear something... but you're soon winking out, too tired to stay awake a second longer...

• "Night, Reader... we miss you..."

• The screen flickers once, twice... and then it fades out, a quick flash of eyes watching the sleeping teen, before it disappears...

@sugar-soda @vivid-bun @danni1323 @weebwholovesuchihasasuke @thewickedweiner @opossumdaydreamz @ainsellshadewalker @c0ld0utside (Welcome to 💿Reboot AU...)

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☁︎ ash girl | pt. 1 ☁︎

Na'vi! Jake Sully! x Fire! Na'vi! Fem! Reader/Oc!

Warnings: Not proof read.

synopsis : Jake Sully had been living with the omaticayas as one of them for quite a couple years now, and after learning the forest, the creatures off by heart, he finds something new.

Jake watched his best friend, Neytiri, marry the man of her dreams with a smile on his face. He knew her and Tsu'Tey would make womderful leaders for the clan. He had been a Omaticaya for the last three years now, and it has been the best time of his life. He could walk, run, he was free. He new knew this forest like the back of his hand, and the creatures like the back of his five fingered hand.

However, it was then he almost felt something watching. He turned to look over his shoulder, and his eyes widened slightly at a shadow like figure quickly moving out of sight. All he saw was a flash of.. red? Though it didn't look like an animal, more.. a na'vi. He got too curious and decided to follow it, the important part of the ceremony was over now, so he could come back for the after celebration.

He ran after the figure, using his senses and soon heard a.. Thanator? He approching quickly but quietly, and peeked around a tree, a gasp excaping his lips at the sight. There stood a red na'vi woman. She was a light red colour with darker red markings, and blacl paint around her eyes, a few stripes on her arms, and thighs, and ankles. She wore silver jewlery, two silver rings in each ear, a silver necklace, and a silver chain around her waist.

She wore black clothes over her breasts with no straps,then a black ripped mini like skirt covering her low regions. The thanator had red paint over his black body, and he found it interesting how she connected with him, and got onto its back. "She connected with a Thanator..?" He mumbled, but then saw her ears twitch and she looked right at him. Her eyes were a firey orange, blazing into his soul, darker than an Omaticaya.

"Uhh.. hi?" He spoke, and she quickly sped off woth the Thanator. "He-hey! Wait!" He ran after them, but soon had to call on his ikran, amd chased them. He landed infront of her, and his ikran roared, causing the Thanator to roar back and she hissed at him. "Hey, hey. I'm not threat." He said in thena'vi language, and she tilted her head when she saw his extra finger. "Demon.." the red girl spoke and he blinked a few times. "Excuse me?" He asked and she hissed loudly again.

She pulled out an axe like weapon, and Jake flinched, and gulped. "Wait, wait.. I am Na'vi. I promise, I am Na'vi." he said gently, and she tilted her head. "You omaticaya?" she asked and he nodded, "Yes, I am apart of that clan. I was sky person, now I am na'vi. I adapted." He said to her and she seemed to think for a moment, then slowly lowered her weapon and spoke english. "I sorry.. I no used too... this?" She spoke, her english was broken, but not bad, honestly.

"What.. what kind of Na'vi are you?" He asked her and she looked down for a moment, then back at him. "You people know I people as people of ash. Ash People." The woman replied and he slowly got off his Ikran, and she swung herself off of her Thanator and approched him. Before he could blink, she took ahold of his hand, inspecting it intensley with those sharp orbs. Her eyes were like slits, and the pupils so.. diamond like. Beautiful.

"My name is Jake.. you?" He asked, and she looked up at him. "Zuru'iki." He repeated the name in his mind, smiling slightly and feeling his heart pound slightly harder as she ran her fingers over the lines on his palm, and his extra finger. "You strange." She said, her voice was slightly deeper than Neytiri's, but gentle. "You are strange aswell.." he replied, looking at her hair that was half shaved, long and straight. No beads, no braids, no feathers.

However, she did have silver jewles around the her head, held up by her ears. On the middle of her head, between her eyes,but a bit higher but a silver cross shape, with ingraved markings covering it. She was stunning. Gorgouse. Outstanding. Every word the male could think of. "Zuru'iki.. where do you come from?" He asked, being curious. Neytiri never mention ash people before, and especially not red skinned na'vi folk.

She let go of his hand and pointed to three moutains, one huge one in the middle, and two smaller ones slightly infront of it. "There I home. There me clan." She said, and he nodded slowly, "may.. I go there?" He asked, an urge to learn of these new na'vi's. She shoom her head, "You omaticaya. You clan not happy you come." He took him a second to understand her, but spon caught on and sighed. "Then.. may I talk with you about it. We could find a place to sit?" He offered. "I would.. honestly, like to get to know you." He said.

She thought about it, and looked bacl at her thanator with a quesrioning expression, and the beast made a noise, seeming to shrug. She turned back to him and nodded. "We sit there." The girl pointed to a floating moutain, and he wondered howshe would get up there without an Ikran, but shrugged and nodded. "Alright, want a lift?" he offered, but she shook her head and we over to her companion.

He got on his Ikran and flew up into the aor, watching as her thanator ran through the trees, then stopped at the edge, looking up at the floating moutain. Suddenly the thanator walked away and Jake stopped Bob, the Ikran in mid air, wondering if she decided to leave, bit suddenly they came running back, and the thanator leapt off of the edge, and almost flew across the gap upwards, until landing on the floating moutain. "Whoa..". Jake flew over and got off thecreature again, detatching his braid and going over to her who also detatched her from from her beast. "That was amazing."

They sat down together and while Jake crossed his legs, she dangled hers over the edge, his Ikran sat on a ledge behind them and her Thanator curled up next to her. "So.. what do they meant by 'Ash people'?" He asked and she looked over, then pointed to the tallest moutain. "Watch." She spoke and after a couple minutes, as he was about to ask what he was looking for, the moutain, which turned out to be a valcano splurted out lava. "Most na'vi die near.. but we touch and be fine." She explained. "We fire na'vi. We one with fire." She explained and he gave a surprised expression.

"Why choose na'vi?" She asked, they had been talking for over an hour now, night slowly falling. Jake didn't mean too, but he slightly forgot the celebration, he didn't want this to end. Talking with her. "I betrayed my race because we were in the wrong. I fell in love with the forest, with the animals , and with the people." He said and she nodded slowly. "You betray sky people.. brave." Zuru'iki praised.

Her use of english made him chuckle every so often, the way she would forget to add words, or pronounce words wrong. The only sentence she could truely say propperly was, 'I see you' and he only knew that because she spoke to her thanator. "I see you, Omopaoni." She said, and he almost purred, nuzzling her. "Omopaoni? Thats a neat name. Did you pick it?" He asked and she shook her head. "He born it. He tell me when bonded." She replied and he made an 'ooo' expression. "You can understand them?".

"We understand Thanator. Thanator understand us. We one Thanantor." She explained and he understood, it reminded him of some of the other clans, how one clan were only horse riders, and another bonded only with Ikrans. These ones bonded with Thanators. Jake found that brilliant, considering one chased him the first time he came to the forest and how Neytiri explained that they did not like na'vi.

The night became darker and darker, and the little white dots on both their faces illuminated, aswell as the plants around them. It was then he noticed the orange flame like glow in the middle of the three moutains, and wondered how he never noticed it before. Why only now was he discovering this new side of na'vi. "Why dont you and the omaticayas get along?" He asked, "and also, why are you here?".

"In old time, ash and forest fight over land. Ash want fire, forest want tree. Soon, ash murder many forest, making ash outcast na'vi." She explained and he nodded slowly, understanding. "I here, i sent here by olo'eyktan, see." She said, now that he didn't understand, but decided not to ask further, but then she answered for him. "Olo'eyktan curious omaticaya." She explained and he nodded, noe he understood.

"I get back, dark." She spoke and Jake felt that he did not want her to go, he wanted to keep talking to her. More than he wanted to talk to Neytiri when they first met. "Wi-will I see you again..?" He asked her as she got onto her thanator, then looked at him. "Do wish too?". He nodded frantically, "I-I really like talking to you. Could we.. meet here again?" He asked and she nodded. "We can. Tomorrow, Jake Sully." With that, her Thanator jumped roght off the floating rock and he gasped, running to the edge and watxhing as they handed on a tree branch, then too the floor, heading towards the moutains.

"Wow.." he said, a sicky feeling in his stomach, but it was an addictive feelings, like little wings fluttering. Like anxiety, but he wasn't in panic or fear. "Until tomorrow, Zuru'iki..".

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Jake Sully woke up extra early, getting on his Ikran and flying to the floating rock. He didn't care if it would be hours before seeing her, he'd been up all night awaiting day break. Bow sat on the rock, he looked out at the three moutains, longing just to see her red face with black paint, and soon he couldn't help himself. He flew his companion towards the fire na'vi.

As they got closer, he could already feel the heat, but admired what he saw. Huge flowers surrounding the moutains, fire and orange coloured like a burning flame with black middles. Then there was the village, no trees, but little stone caves for homes, statues, those firey flowers. There there was a big tree in the middle, burnt but covered in lights, red lights made of glow stones, their hometree. Thanators roamed freely, each with red marked painting on their bodies and faces.

He hid behind a fire flower on the smallest moutain, and scanned the area until he finally spotted her, Zuru'iki. She was speaking to a very tall na'vi, red like her, an elder man. He decided to get closer, leaving his ikran to perch and soon he was in the village, hiding behind a couple painted rocks. "Sempul(father)! I try best!" He heard and gave a confused expression.

"You stupid, like child!" He yelled back, "you betray the people! Talk with omaticaya man!" He said and Jakes eyes widened slightly. "Sempul.. he not bad omaticaya, he not like people! He talk me, curious!" She yelled back and suddenly he turned to her and screamed. "You betray me! You just like you sa'nok(mother)! Curious.. curious get you killed, stupid girl!" He said, then turned away from her. "You no speak me until I ready.. I not look at you." He walked away as tears ran down her red cheeks, and Jake growled lowly, making her ears twitch.

She looked over and spotted him, making her mouth drop. "What you do here!?" She loudly whisperedd, coming over and looking at him, continuously looking around to make sure no one else was looking. The tears were still running down her cheeks, and she quickly wiped them. "I-I couldn't wait to see you.. I just really.. I really wanted to talk to you again." He whispered back, and then wantes to wipe those tears but restrained himself.

"You stupid.." she said, but she was giggling which made him smile at her quite lovingly. "Not here." She said with a smile, and then grabbed his hand, "come, come." She said and sprinted him to a cave, her cave. She closed the curtains made of stripped silver, like crystals before looking at him. "It nice see you." She said, lighting the fire to brighten the dark cave. There was only one big bed in here, showing she lived alone. Her thanator sleeping outside beside the cave under a wooden made like hut, with his own fire keeping him warm.

"You not be here!" She said, pushing on his chest gently, giving him that sicky feeling again. "I know, I know.. I just.. couldn't resist." He chuckled and she rolled her eyes, sitting own on a soft looking bean bag, and he sat on the other. He looked atvher skin, glimmering in the flame lit light, and how the silver made her really pop. On top of that, she was daughter of the olo'eyktan.. she was gorgouse.

"Your really pretty.." Jake mumbled, and her eyes widened slightly, then she seemed to look flustered and he smirked slightly. 'Why is she so.. alluring...?' He wondered, staring at her shy smile. "Are you.. mated?" He asked, and he couldn't believe those words left his lips. "No, why?" She asked and he played it off cool. "Just curious. Being the cheifs daughter means you have to find a mate before a certain age right? How old are you?" He asked, "I twenty year old." She replied, "and yes, but no fire male catch eye. I no interest." She explained and he felt a little happy by that.

'Am I.. falling for her..?' He wondered, and his question was answered when she said, "you pretty." She said, "you catch eye." She seemed to realise what she said and looked down, making his eyebrows raise and his lips part, but then she stood up. "But you omaticaya. So it don't matter if you pretty not." She walked over to a table of weapons, and Jake saw the axe she held yesterday, a few knife or daggers, and what seemed to be poisonous flowers.

"Why... why should that matter..?" He asked her softly, and she looked back at him. "We be enemies. No friends." He was kind of happy she considered them friends, but now thinking about it, he wished they were more. "What if.. I don't want to be enemies.. what if you catch my eye aswell..?" He asked and her heart skipped a beat, now that sicky feeling in her stomach.

"It no work-", "You don't know that, Zuru'iki." He approched her, but she backed away so he respectfully stopped, putting his hands up. "I will not touch you unless you say so, Zuru. But.. I want to be the.. the one to catch your eye." He admitted. "I know we only met yesterday, and we barely know one another but I really.. like being around you." He said and she found herself agreeing. "Why dont, we see how it goes? We hang out every day we can, and.. save eachother for awhile?" He offered.

"Save?" She asked, "Like, dont mate with anyone until we know how we really want.. us to go?" He explained and she gulped gently. "You determind.." she let out a soft chuckle, making him lower his hands. She stayed quiet for a moment, then sighed and spoke, "I do it. But reasons I no promises." Zuru'iki had a point of no promises, but that was enough for this five fingered na'vi. "Its settled then."