#beebo's guides

[j-nor]

Hello Janort do you have a wiki or something for types of clowns like fools tea cup rodeo etc?

Hello epicsadman, unfortunately most wikis on clown husbandry are rather unhelpful, it’s difficult to find information on exotic pets like that, but I can guide you to some tumblr posts from sources I trust! (Sorry in advance if it looks bad!!! I am an idiot using mobile so I’m trying my best!)

Brief guide to clown breeds:

Info on teacups and cross breeds:

Guides to care:

I’ve tried to include only true information, feel free to correct me if anything’s wrong. I assume you’ve already browsed the clown husbandry wiki, which has little info on the breeds you mentioned, but just incase, here it is:

Hope this helps!

[bwobgames]

hi bwob i know there’s a guide for getting all the endings but is there a like discription of what happens in each ending anywhere?

Let me try doing it a not-too-spoilery way

Ending 1: Happy canon ending :) The most fulfilling of them all.

Ending 2: Ángel traumatizes Beebo, somehow they make it work.

Ending 3: Evil man wins, but Beeb Ángel and Nadia get to remember and get out.

Ending 4: Evil man wins, only Ángel remembers but he manages to get everyone out.

Ending 5: Evil man wins, only Ángel remembers, he doesn't manage to get them out.

Ending 6: Nina interrupts, family matters.

Ending 7: Mari interrupts, Euphoria by Kendrick Lamar plays.

Ending 8: They defeat evil man, but Ángel has unresolved issues.

Ending 9: House lore becomes important, but Beeb and Ángel refuse to continue the cycle.

Ending 10: House lore becomes important, Beebo continues the cycle of the doctor.

[sylvctica]

@abyssmalice said:

smol toni vc: you dont look like a god tho................................................................................................................................................................ just a beebo

      "Hoh? Well, what is a god supposed to look like, then? Flashy clothes, fifty layers, inhuman, speaks like some kinda guiding wise old hermit? That's just being noisy for no reason."

[nonbinary-alien25]

was tagged in this post by @puppetavasharpe to try my hand at writing some avalance wedding vows for fun, so,, let's do it! we'll see how this goes lmao

Vows

"Ava," Sara started, voice filled to the brim with love and eyes shining with adoration, "My life has been one giant rollercoaster of ups and downs and highs and lows. I've done a lot of things that I'm not proud of, and I've been through more than any one person probably should in a lifetime... or a few lifetimes, I guess."

Their friends and family chuckled at the joke, and Sara smiled, letting out a watery laugh and taking Ava's hand in her own before continuing.

"I am the sum of every decision I've ever made. A lot of them were questionable at the time, or even incredibly bad, but they all brought me here, to this wonderful group of misfits that I'm lucky enough to call my family, and even more importantly, they brought me here to you." Sara paused, taking a deep breath and squeezing Ava's hand gently. "Ava, you are, by far, the best decision I've ever made in my entire life. When I first met you, I knew you were going to be special. I didn't know how, and honestly you were too much of a pain in my ass for me to think about it, but I knew."

Everyone chuckled again, and Ava let out a laugh this time, shaking her head amusedly.

"What I didn't know at the time was just how important to me you would become. I said this to you when I proposed, but in case it didn't quite sink in then: you, Ava, are my North Star. You are my guiding light. You're my home, my safe place, the person I run to. I didn't know back then that you would make me happier than I've ever been in my life, and I didn't know that you would help me find a light inside myself that I thought I'd lost forever."

A lone tear slipped down her cheek, and she smiled as Ava brought a hand up to wipe it gently away.

"Before I died, I didn't believe something like this was ever in the cards for me. I didn't think I could ever deserve it after everything I'd done. After I was brought back, I still didn't think I would ever be able to have this, because I was trying to pick up all the pieces from my death, and I didn't experience much in terms of feelings. But then... you came along."

Sara smiled up at her fiancée (very soon to be wife, she thought, unable to hide how giddy she was), stepping closer just slightly.

"You... are everything. Safety and comfort and warmth and home. Ava, you are my heart, and I love you so much more than I ever thought was possible. Your eyes are my favorite color, your voice is my favorite sound; your scent is my favorite smell, and your arms are my favorite place to be. Everything that you are, I love it all. Whenever I'm with you, and wherever you are, I'm home. I'll always be home as long as I have you."

Ava smiled, bright and beautiful, her eyes shining with love and unshed tears. Sara smiled back, wanting nothing more in that moment than to kiss Ava, to hold on tight and never let go.

"I could go on and on forever about how much you mean to me and how much I love you, but for the sake of time, I'll quit now before I get too sappy, and instead promise that I will do everything I can, every single day, to show you how important you are to me. And thank you, Ava, for taking a chance on me. Because I know sometimes it isn't easy, but I hope to be worth it. I love you more than anything, babe, I really do."

Sara took a deep breath, wiping at her eyes and letting out a watery laugh.

"Wow, uh, I don't really know how I'm gonna top that— don't even think about making a joke, babe, our friends and family don't need to hear about our sex life," Ava said, smiling as rubbed her thumb over the back of Sara's hand, "And before I say anything else, you are so worth it, Sara. You always have been and you always will be."

Sara sniffled, wiping at her eyes again. Thank Beebo for waterproof makeup.

"If someone had told me years ago that this is where my life ends up, I would've laughed in their face and told them they were crazy." Ava shook her head, looking lovingly at Sara, and then all around at their friends and family. "But now I can't imagine my life any other way. I'm happiest with you, flying through time and screwing things up for the better."

Everyone laughed loudly at that, and someone, probably Spooner or Astra, muttered yeah, that's accurate, under their breath.

"I'm not always great with words, and I don't always know the right things to say, but I do know this: I want to always be the person you run to, for anything; no matter how big or small, or whether it's happy or sad. I always want to be the person who's there with you through it all. We're co-captains forever and ever, baby, I can promise you that."

Ava smiled, bringing her hand up to cup Sara's face, rubbing her thumb gently over her cheek.

"I told you once that neither of us needs anybody. That's still true. You don't need me, and I don't need you, but you will always be the person I want more than anything. You have always made me feel things in depths that I was never meant to, and in depths that I didn't think were possible. I love you so, so much Sara, more than words could ever hope to describe."

Ava paused, taking a moment to bask in the feelings and the love and the joy of their wedding day, to drink in every detail of Sara's face, committing it to memory in hopes that she'll never forget this moment.

"With you, I found family, something that I had never really had before. That's just one of the many things I love about you: you take in those who don't belong, who don't have anyone, much less a family, and you make it your mission to give them a place to go, somewhere to call home, and people who love and accept them no matter what. You did that for me, and you've done it for countless others too."

Tears flowed freely down both of their cheeks (they had been for a while, but neither of them were paying attention to that, too wrapped up in the moment and each other to care).

"It amazes me how sometimes you still can't see just how wonderful you are. Your kindness, your humanity, your strength... I admire all of that and so much more. And I know you struggle to believe it sometimes, and honestly I wish I could give you the power to see yourself through my eyes, but you are so, so good. You're not only one of the best people I've ever known, but you are also without a doubt the strongest. I need you to know that I am so incredibly proud of you, Sara. I always am. And like you, I could go on and on, but just know this: I love you more than you could ever possibly know, baby, and I will spend every single day trying to show you just how much, even though I'm pretty sure it's impossible because I swear, I just fall more in love with you every day."

Sara let out a watery laugh, and Ava swore it was one of the most beautiful things she'd ever heard.

As soon as their rings had been exchanged, Sara stepped closer, snaking her arms around Ava's neck, face adorned with the widest smile Ava had ever seen on her. Sara looked up at her through eyes filled with tears, and there hadn't ever been a moment where they wanted to kiss each other more than they did then.

"I now pronounce you wife and wife. Brides, you may kiss."

Ava pulled Sara impossibly closer as their lips met each other's in a passionate, loving kiss, both of them trying to pour everything into it that they hadn't been able to say in their vows. Their friends and family cheered all around them, and as they pulled back briefly, smiling brightly at each other, they both thought to themselves, This is the happiest I've ever been. Forever starts today.

Extra Bonus Thing (because I made myself emo about it earlier and just remembered it)

okay so originally for this extra bonus thing, I was gonna write a little drabble about a Sara & Quentin father-daughter dance, but I don't have the energy for that right now (and also I made myself emo enough with the vows lmfao)

so instead, i will present you with the song I was going to use as inspo to write it (and also a few songs that I think would be lovely for sara and ava to dance to at their wedding)

Sara & Quentin's Father-Daughter Dance

imagine sara and quentin dancing to I Loved Her First ~ Heartland ,,, i just think it would be a good song for them to dance to :)

Sara & Ava's Dances

okay there's a couple different songs i think would be really cute for them to dance to.

first one I thought of is Forever Starts Today ~ Tim Halperin , which was the inspo for the last line of the vows ficlet.

second one I thought of was Never Stop (Wedding Version) ~ Safetysuit because I just think it's an awesome song and I feel like it just,,, Fits

third (and last) one I thought of was Second Star to the Right ~ The Devil Music Co. because it is Absolutely a very fitting avalance song

[igotublue]

how are we FEELING my dudes?!

- Gideon having a mental breakdown cause of a pie, I felt that.

- once again we get a mention of there only being one bathroom but nothing about what the red button does.. rude

- ok I know in S1 they were at least.. like civil at best.. but I didn’t think they’d try to kick each other’s asses at EVERY available opportunity lmao (even Ray?)

- Sara: who would ever willingly Captain a team like this?

Astra and Spooner: commence gay, knowing looks

- GIDEON SINGING IS PRECIOUS AND ADORABLE AND PROTECT HER AT ALL COSTS

- not Stein and the little onesie coming for my heart like this 💔

- Most of the team, Sara included, would kick Ray’s ass for substituting all the booze

- We MANIFESTED BOOK CLUB

- We may have only gotten Nora for a cute little witch joke and silly string fight but I still say worth it (I miss her every day shh)

- Also the avalance bits y’all! they’re so cute. Even the ‘babes’ when they were sorta brainwashed and about to kick some ass lmao

- I wish we had more karaoke? That was so goddamn cute?? Gideon stepping in to own Sara like that as she serenaded her gf, legends only

- “Gidget” makes a return and I’m so here for it bless you Z

- also brain guide Jax being all British and cute cause that’s what Gideon likes I see you girl

- Beebo makes a triumphant return 😂

- I stg Bishop blew up the other waverider didn’t he.. with all that high and mighty “anachronism” talk yeah get bent my guy

[all-my-friends-are-himbos]

ID: snapchat messages from nolan. nolan says "mr sanchez" with a mischievous-looking emoticon. nolan continues, "you can tell him apart cause he's tiny and also he has less stripes than Mr. general. leroy is the orange one, shrody is this one." nolan then sends a photo of his cat, shrody, a black and white tuxedo cat laying in a windowsill. nolan continues, "pebble is fat and white and has short fur. and you know genital. the beast. beebo is white and has long fur and blue eyes. now you have field guide to da kibbies." End ID.

[agentmarymargaretskitz]

Us Against the Universe

Happy massively belated birthday, @fezwearingjellybananas! I’m sorry this took so long and I hope a Marvellous Ladies of DC has been worth the wait.

AO3

              A loud wail came from the bassinet just as Zari finally got her piece to the other side of the checkerboard. Her mother looked directly towards her baby brother and got out of her chair. Zari watched her mother pick up her baby brother, shushing him and rocking him back and forth. It didn’t calm him down, so he either had a dirty diaper or was hungry. Probably both.

“Zari, I think we need to pause the game for a while until he calms down,” her mother said as Behrad wailed louder.

“Nah,” Zari pushed her chair back. “He’s probably hungry or something. I’ll just go read.”

She stomped off towards the stairs. The prospect of having a little brother was exciting when Mama and Baba first told her. She’d seen the other kids in her class talk about their younger siblings and been a little jealous she didn’t have that. But Behrad was too little to do anything fun. All he did was cry and sleep and poop and he couldn’t even eat halva yet. Her parents were always busy with him and barely had time for her.

“Zari.”

She looked down from the steps at her mother, still swaying with an angry Behrad. “I know it’s been harder to do things together, but we’ll be able to do it more when he gets older.”

Zari shrugged. “Okay, Mama. I think his diaper’s getting full.”

“You’re right. I’m going to change him.”

              She rushed off and Zari trudged up the steps to her room. After shutting the door and opening her window, the young girl flopped heavily on her bed. Staring at the ceiling got boring quickly, so Zari grabbed the new book Baba had given her and sat next to the window. She had been meaning to read it for a while. Now seemed like a good time.

“No!” came a scream through the window.

“I’m so sorry, Lily. I-”

“I HATE you!”

“Lily, please-”

              The commotion made Zari peer out her window over at the next-door neighbors to see Lily Stein crying out in the backyard. The Steins were good friends with the Tarazis and had let her stay with them when Mama had to go have Behrad. They were really into science and insects, but they had talked to Zari about their computer and how it worked. She really liked them and hoped everything was okay.

Zari stuck her head out the window. “Lily!”

Lily’s lip trembled. She didn’t respond, but just ran toward the bushes. Zari knew exactly where she was goin.

“Wait for me! I’m coming down!”

              Zari backed up and grabbed her backpack. She stuffed in her new book and Mama’s old Walkman inside. Zipping it up, she bounded down the stairs and to the front door to get her shoes. Mama was sitting on the couch with Behrad, watching Zari as she stuffed her feet in her sneakers. “Going somewhere?”

“Next door to see Lily,” Zari explained.

“Be back for dinner.”

“I will! Bye, Mama!”

              She ran out the door and around the house towards the bushes she’d seen Lily go through. She ran through the bushes and looked both ways before crossing the road to get to the park. Once she made her way to the other side, Zari bolted towards the woods and ran along the trail until she found the hideout that she and Lily had built. Her friend was inside, clutching her Beebo doll and crying.

“Lily?” she called out.

Lily stopped her sniffling momentarily. “Zari?”

“What’s wrong?” Zari asked as she crawled into the small fort made of sticks and branches. “Is everything okay?”

Lily shook her head. “My dad’s dead.”

Dr. Stein was dead? Zari didn’t get it. “What happened?”

“He and Mom were going on another business trip,” explained Lily. “Mrs. Jackson came over with Jax to watch me. They were supposed to be back two days ago, but then Mrs. Jackson got a call that it was going to take longer. Then Mom came back and told me Dad was dead!”

She started crying again. Zari reached out and patted her shoulder. It wasn’t fair at all. Lily’s dad had come into their class sometimes to do science demonstrations. He let her help him fix the computer when she’d been staying with them. Hearing that he was dead was awful and scary. Poor Lily.

“I’m sorry,” was all she could say.

Lily sniffled and sat Beebo between them. Zari remembered it’d been a Hanukkah present from her father. “I want him back.”

Zari nodded. She couldn’t imagine how she would feel if Baba was gone and didn’t want to.

“Want to listen to music?” she finally asked after a few minutes of silence.

              Lily gave a small nod. Zari pulled out her Walkman and passed the headphones to the other girl so she could listen first. She also took out a notebook and pencil too for hangman. They played for a little while, going back and forth with different topics to eventually make each other laugh. It wasn’t until a drop of water hit the paper that either girl realized it was starting to rain. Zari stuffed everything into the bag before it could get too wet and took off with Lily.

              The rain was coming down harder and the sky was getting darker as they raced down the trail. Lily grabbed Zari’s hand and pulled her back as a tree branch came crashing down on the trail. They ran through the mud and weeds to the clearing where kids played soccer. Once they were out of the woods, Zari saw something large in the clouds as lightning split through the sky. She ran further into the field with Lily on her tail, now a lot more curious.

“Did you see that?” she called over the rain. “Lily?”

“Zari!”

              Beams of light suddenly shone down on her. Zari held up her arm and looked up to see something hovering above her. It was some massive thing, floating up in the sky. The lights grew brighter and Lily ran forward to stand at her side. Colors began to swirl around the two of them. Zari grabbed Lily, who clung back to her as they were lifted into the air. She shut her eyes as the light grew too blinding, holding onto Lily tighter.

              Then the brightness cut out and Zari’s sneakers touched down on something solid. She cracked an eye open, then the other. No longer was she on the soccer field with Lily. They were on a pad in some large metal room. The people surrounded them all wore red jackets, but they didn’t look like people. Some had scales, others were slimy. There was a fellow with two heads and one with just eyes.

Aliens. They were surrounded by aliens.

They said something in a language Zari didn’t understand as another alien came forward. She (Zari thought the alien was a she) seemed almost human, but there were blue markings under her eyes. Pointing in a direction, she barked out something. Three aliens grabbed her and Lily and lead them away.

~~~

They put Zari and Lily in some kind of cell together and locked it. Almost immediately, they both started making a racket and screaming to be let out. Yelling felt good for Zari. But then a large alien growled something at them and gave them a stern look. Zari was pretty sure that they wanted them to shut up. She screamed at the alien again only to get a roar back that got alien spit on her before they were left alone.

“We’re on a spaceship,” Lily commented quietly as Zari took a seat on the bench next to her. “I thought if this ever happened, it would be more like Star Trek.”

“You’ve thought of being on a spaceship before?”

Lily shrugged. “It was more fun in my head.”

“Whatever happens, it’ll be an adventure,” Zari assured her. “We’ll get home and we can have dinner at my house and tell our families everything. We just stick together, and we’ll be okay.”

“You and I against this,” Lily grinned for the first time since their hideout.

              Then the aliens came back but there was no yelling at them this time. They unlocked their cell and guided them down a bunch of halls. It didn’t seem like they were letting them go though. Zari reached over and took Lily’s hand as they were brought into a cabin. The woman with marks under her eyes was seated inside, two cups in front of her. Both girls were put in seats and aliens held them down as the woman approached with the cups. Zari felt her mouth get forced open and something went down her throat, despite her attempts to gag it up.

“What was that!” she shouted as Lily got the same treatment.

The woman put the cups down on their desk. “Ingestible translators.”

Zari gaped at her. “You speak English.”

“It sounds like English to you Terrans, but I’m speaking in the tongue of my homeworld,” the woman said. “Now you can understand what everyone is saying and stopping screaming your heads off at us.”

Lily narrowed her eyes at her. “Who are you?”

“Captain Mary Xavier, and this is the Refuge.”

“I’m Zari Tarazi,” Zari introduced. “This is Lily Stein. Can you take us back home? We live on Earth and I’m probably late for dinner now.”

Captain Xavier laughed and shook her head. “You’re a long way from Terra, child.”

She pressed a button, opening a shade behind them. There was no Earth. Just stars and blackness and something of swirling colors. It was beautiful and terrifying all at once.

“Terra’s three jumps away,” Captain Xavier continued, motioning for the other aliens to leave. “You’re not going home, kids.”

“But my parents-”

“Won’t miss you,” Captain Xavier barked. “You’re part of the crew now.”

“How?” Lily crossed her arms. “Aren’t you supposed to sign something? I didn’t sign up for this!”

“You have now,” Captain Xavier smiled at them. “You’re with us, girls. No going back.”

Zari crossed her arms too. “I don’t want to be part of your crew.”

“You should consider yourself lucky, child. If it wasn’t for me, the rest of the crew was going to gobble you up. They haven’t tasted Terran before. You owe me, child.”

Zari really didn’t want to be eaten. She uncrossed her arms, and Lily followed her example. “So we’re part of your crew then, I guess. What do you do?”

“We’re Ravagers. We find things and get them to people who pay us the biggest price. Sometimes we have to fight for them.”

“Like pirates? Just in space.”

Captain Xavier nodded at Lily. “You’re right. Both of you are small. You’ll be good at thieving in the tight spots.”

Zari and Lily looked at each other. Stealing seemed better than being eaten by aliens.

“Listen here,” Captain Xavier’s voice became a touch softer. “You’re with the Ravagers now. We look out for each other. You two already seem to do that. The rest of the crew’s gonna see you as Ravagers soon instead of the next meal. Okay?”

Zari nodded.

“Now, get yourselves to the galley. Food’s gonna be served and you’ll miss it if you don’t hurry.”

Lily got out of the seat. “Where is it?”

Captain Xavier sighed. “I’ll show you two today. You’re on your own tomorrow.”

~~~

              Dinner was a mishmash of things that Zari had never seen before and didn’t know if they were okay to eat. Lily wasn’t sure either until another crew member whose skin reminded them of a hedgehog came over and talked to them about the food. She didn’t know much about Terran religion but seemed interested about halal and kosher food. There were other religions in space too with their own requirements about food. They ended up eating everything except the meat before Captain Xavier came and showed them to their room.

“You two share this room. Don’t start any fights or you’ll get floated.”

She shut the door, leaving them alone. Lily let Zari have the top bunk and settled into the one below.

              Zari stared out at space from the small porthole. This was a whole lot different than the videos she had seen at school and when her parents took her to the planetarium. Her parents were probably worried sick about her now. She’d missed dinner for certain. When she’d left, she’d said bye to Mama but not to Behrad. Zari had been annoyed by him for so long, but she missed him and Mama and Baba so much now.

A muffled cry came from below. Lily.

Zari leaned over the edge. “You want to come up here?”

It didn’t take long for Lily to scramble to the top. Her eyes were red and puffy in the light from outside of the spaceship.

“I miss Mom,” she whimpered. “And Dad and Mrs. Jackson and Jax.”

Zari felt her own eyes well up. “I miss my family.”

“I told my mom I hated her.”

“I was jealous of my baby brother. Mama didn’t have time to play checkers with me.”

“I feel really bad,” Lily cried, staring out the window.

“Maybe it’s all a dream,” Zari suggested. “Maybe we’ll wake up tomorrow and today was a bad dream. We’ll be home and your dad will be there.”

“And if it’s not?”

Zari had to think about that now. “We’ll find a way to break free. We can run away from the Ravagers in a spaceship and go back home to Earth.”

Lily smiled. “Terra is a cooler name though.”

“It is. And we’ll make it home to tell people. Even if it’s us against the universe, we’ll make it.”

~~~

              A month passed, or at least they were sure it was. Zari was using an old class calendar from her folder to keep track and Lily had made a twelve-month calendar on a sheet of paper. They’d been with the Ravagers long enough to pick out the ones who were nice and those who were mean. Captain Xavier wasn’t so bad. She acted like a mother, a teacher, or a captain. Zari had heard her once whispering with another alien about them and ‘Mon-el’ but missed the rest when she’d heard them coming and ran.

              Today was their first job. Captain Xavier had a buyer asking for them to steal fuel cells. The Refuge’s crew would provide cover while Zari would go steal the cells with Lily and another crew member. It was a lot of responsibility, but the captain felt that they were ready. If they failed, the crew would eat them. Success was very crucial for their survival.

              One upside of space and the Refuge was the technology and how much more advanced it was than on Terra. Zari had spent a lot of time with Lily learning about the ship and its computers and how they worked. She was doing great with learning about how to use different settings and systems. Lily was too, but she preferred learning about the mechanics of the ship.

They’d also become exceptionally good in lockpicking, diffusing energy fields, and fighting offensively from Captain Xavier’s lessons.

              After a stressful hour of crawling through vents and avoiding sentries whilst holding a case of powerful but tiny fuel cells, Zari was back on the ship with Lily. Both were grimy and sweaty and had some small burns from the cells, but overall alive. Captain Xavier had been satisfied with what they’d done, and a few other Ravagers even congratulated them. For the first time, Zari felt like she’d found her place.

Then she remembered Mama and Baba and Behrad.

~~~

“What are we doing out here?” Zari asked as she followed Captain Xavier into the forest.

“You said your birthday was today,” the captain said, ducking under a branch with orange vines that seemed to be moving. “Figured I can teach you something more useful now.”

Zari climbed over a fallen tree and ran forward a little bit to catch up. “I know how to start up the ship and reboot it. I can control the thrusters now too. That’s useful.”

“You’re still a long way off of me letting you fly. No, today you’re learning how to use a blaster.”

“A blaster?”

“Yes, child. I can’t keep sending you and Lily out on your own unprotected.”

She unclipped her blaster and showed Zari how to fire it. Then she took a few shots, taking down tree branches. The young girl watched with wide eyes while they fell to the floor, like the tree branch had in the storm before the Refuge had taken her.

“Your turn.”

Zari took the heavy weapon in her hand. Captain Xavier knelt beside her, talking her through the steps. Aim it the right way. Check the levels on it. Aim again. Turn the safety off. Squeeze the trigger when ready.

“Watch out for the kickback,” Captain Xavier warned gently when Zari was ready.

She squeezed the trigger. Its force made her stagger back a little, but there was a burning hole on the bark of the tree she’s been aiming for. Captain Xavier looked proud as Zari turned the safety back on.

“I hit it,” she murmured.

“You did,” the Kree woman ruffled her hair a little, causing a few pieces of her braid to come out. “We’ll practice some more.”

“Okay.”

Captain Xavier stood back up. “You don’t like using it that much, huh?”

“You kill people with these. I don’t want to kill people.”

“That’s a good thing. Good people never want to kill.”

“But the Ravagers kill sometimes.”

“We do. I don’t like to. Some evil just needs to be taken out. Others you have to just run from.”

She got a faraway look for a moment. “Evil might come for you one day. I want you to know how to protect yourselves. I was younger than you when I got taken away from my family and forced to work for someone else before the Ravagers saved me. If I’d known how to defend myself, then I would have never been taken away in the first place.”

“But then you wouldn’t have met the Ravagers.”

Captain Xavier shrugged. “I probably would have found them eventually. I was a bit of a free spirit.”

Zari scuffed her foot against the dirt. “I don’t want to use a blaster though.”

“How about a stunner?” Captain Xavier said. “You’ve seen them. Had to use that with the Dominator that snuck onboard. It doesn’t kill, but it does sting like crazy.”

Zari nodded. “I like that better.”

“Fair. It works like a blaster. You can take a few more practice shots with it if you want. The rest of the crew is probably still getting supplies out here. There’s time.”

Zari hefted up the blaster. “Okay.”

~~~

“Come on!”

              Lily was a few paces ahead of Zari as they ran down the hall of the Valeronian outpost. In the two years they’d been in space, a lot had changed. They were Ravagers now, which sounded more official than space pirates. Zari had become masterful at putting together and taking apart electronic systems. Lily worked well with small pieces and mechanical bits. When they put their skills together, they created some great things. It was enough to let Captain Xavier start trusting them to go on assignments without someone watching out for them.

“I though you said it would work to keep the door jammed!” Zari sped up a little, which was hard while holding a large axe they had been tasked to bring out.

“It was supposed to! I need something stronger to keep the bolts powered. Like dwarf star!”

“Lily, we can’t get dwarf star on the Refuge.”

“Well, I’m saving credits for-”

She skidded to a stop as a large Valeronian came out of the crater in the wall the Ravagers had blasted for them to slip through. Zari stopped, nearly running into her. The axe this guy had was a lot bigger than the one they were stealing.

“Stay back!” Zari shouted, holding the axe they had out.

Lily backed up beside her as he drew closer.

Something blasted him through the other wall. As the dust settled, Captain Xavier was there, blaster in hand. There was murder in her eyes.

“Get back to the ship,” she ordered. “Now!”

Zari and Lily didn’t waste time. They booked it.

~~~

“Beebo la-la-loves you!”

Zari pulled off her headphones. “It still works?”

“Yeah, you just have to squeeze him a little harder. Wonder if Terra still sells these things?”

“Maybe they do. We could go and see it one day.”

“How?” Lily set Beebo back on their desk, away from some of the tools so they didn’t set it on fire again. “We’re with Mary’s crew. You don’t just leave the Ravagers.”

“You can if you have a fast ship. Remember the last gathering? People say it’s happened.”

Zari closed her book and slid off the bed. “Think about it. When we get old enough and have enough credits, we can leave. It doesn’t have to just be Terra we go to. It can be anywhere! We can see all kinds of galaxies. See if Krypton is really still out there. Find the Lantern Corps. A whole life of adventure for you and me.”

Lily grinned. “I like it. But it means we’re running from the Ravagers forever.”

“But we can outsmart them! I know we can! And we’re both learning to fly and you know how to fix the ship and I’m good at managing the programming of it all. Just think of it.”

“We’d be like outlaws for the Ravagers. Outlaw space pirates. We’d need names.”

“Good point,” Zari glanced out the porthole at the stars. “Something with space.”

The preteens were silent for a few minutes, watching the stars and a few bits of space junk floating off in the distance.

“I’ll be Star Lady,” Zari finally declared. “How about you?”

“Cosmonaut,” Lily told her. “Like astronaut, but with cosmos. It sounds cooler.”

“You know, it does. Makes me think of the nebulas.”

“Star Lady and Cosmonaut, explorers and rogues of the galaxy.”

“Us against the universe. We’ll be amazing.”

~~~

              Zari stared out at Xandar as she flew the ship in closer. She brushed a stray piece of hair back as she waited for the clearance to come through to the ship. Maybe she should have taken up that offer from Lily to cut her hair short. It looked really good on her friend, who was seated off to the side.

“So what are you going to do once we get the clearance?” Mary asked.

“Gradually accelerate, but not too much to damage the shield,” Zari answered. “Coast on the descent and don’t aim downward.”

“Good. Now do that as soon as we get clearance.”

Zari nodded. Lily strapped herself in as they were approved to go in.”

When they landed, Mary patted her on the back and congratulated her on the landing. Then she ordered the girls to stay on the ship while they sold off some of the things they’d picked up and stock up on supplies. Zari and Lily could practically say the speech with her now, but never knew why they had to stay aboard. Mary never disclosed the details.

“Lily,” Zari said, turning to her friend as they watched the rest of the Ravagers leave. “I want a ship.”

“Me too. But ships cost money.”

“Then let’s start saving credits.”

~~~

“Hey, Zari?”

Zari had nearly been about to drift off to sleep when she heard Lily’s voice. “Hm? Everything okay?”

“Yeah…I just want to say something.”

“Do I need to turn on the light for this?” Zari asked, pulling off her covers. It would be easy to get to the lights now that she was on the bottom bunk. Lily had wanted to switch a few months ago and Zari was happy to have her feet on the floor without having to jump down.

“No, you don’t have to. But I want to tell you something now before I chicken out.”

“Lily, you’re scaring me.”

“No, no, no! I’m fine. It’s just, um, I don’t like men. I…like women.”

“Oh,” Zari blinked. “Okay.”

“You knew?”

“Not quite,” Zari didn’t exactly lie. She had noticed that Lily always blushed more around aliens who identified as female than she did with males. “Had a feeling but I didn’t want to assume. So I figured I’d wait until you said something before I did.”

“What do you mean?”

Now it was her turn. Zari inhaled and braced herself. “I like women too. And men. Women more though.”

“That’s great!”

“Yeah,” Zari nodded. “I don’t know I would have figured it out if I was still on Terra. I didn’t know you could even like women. When I did, I figured it was either one or the other. And then we kept growing up and seeing more and learning more and…it hit me a year or two ago. But I didn’t know if I could tell you.”

Lily’s head appeared upside down from the bunk. “Why not?”

“I was afraid that if I did, I would lose you.”

“You wouldn’t. And you won’t. You’ll never lose me, Z. It’s like you always tell me. Us against the universe.”

“Us against the universe,” Zari repeated. “Star Lady and Cosmonaut stay together, no matter what.”

~~~

Zari fell back as the fist crunched against her nose. “Ow!”

“Take that, Terran- hey!”

Lily had jumped on the new girl’s back and drove her elbow into her shoulder blade. While the two fought, Zari, wiped the blood away with the back of her hand and swung her fist at her. It connected with the other girl’s eye, toppling her and Lily back. Zari was ready to go at her again before she looked up.

“Uh-oh.”

“I should say,” Mary snarled, looking down at the three of them. “I thought I told you two to teach Eve about taking inventory.”

Lily scrambled away from Eve. “She called us stupid Terrans.”

“She did.”

Eve scoffed and crossed her arms. “They are.”

“You’re one to talk. I pulled you out of that cesspool of a town and I can easily put you back there. You respect everyone on this crew, no matter from where they came from.”

Eve scowled and picked herself off the floor.

“And you two…”

Zari grimaced as Mary turned to her and Lily. “You’re old enough to know better. Both of you are. You need to show her the way. There’s still time for the crew to taste Terran.”

She’d been using that threat for years. Zari and Lily knew she’d never see it through, but they had been kidnapped from Terra nearly ten years ago. They were stuck with the Ravagers, even though they were working to get a ship and fly away from the Ravagers. Still, they’d make it out one of these days and explore the galaxy.

“What’s she mean by ‘taste Terran’?” Eve asked after Mary stalked out of the room.

“If we don’t do as she says, she’ll kill us and feed us to the crew for dinner,” Lily explained. “Probably in a stew. It’s easier to hide whatever meat is in there that day. Everyone on the Refuge could eat us and then realize afterwards we weren’t there.”

Eve wrinkled her nose. “I don’t eat meat.”

“Then we can count on you not eating us,” Zari nodded. “Now let’s just finish this inventory so we don’t have to stay in the same room for much longer.”

~~~

“You’re really trusting us to run our own job?”

Mary nodded. “You’re old enough, Zari. You can fly a ship, hack any system, and you and Lily are a good team. I trust you to do this without getting yourself killed.”

Zari nodded eagerly. This was their chance to finally escape the Ravagers. Lily was looking over at her, not saying a peep but no doubt having the same thoughts run through her mind.

“I’m still sending you with two other Ravagers,” Mary continued. “Back-up. I don’t want to lose my best thieves.”

Zari felt her heart sink a little. They wanted a clean escape. She and Lily could fight, but they didn’t want to get freedom that way. Maybe the Ravagers weren’t the best people morally, but they had been family for the last thirteen years.

“Can Eve come?” Lily asked.

If they got Eve to come, then that could help. They were on better terms with her now. She also didn’t mind getting her hands dirty if it came to it.

Mary shook her head. “I’m still teaching that girl how to fly. She’s staying around. So what are you thinking of taking?”

“We need to take a moment to do some research on what we can take,” Lily spoke up. “Right, Zari?”

“Right. Thank you for this opportunity. We’ll get back to you on what we’ll take.”

The two left the cockpit and headed to their room.

“We’re so close,” Lily sighed. “If Mary didn’t have us being supervised still, we could make our break.”

“I know,” Zari nodded, brushing loose strands of her hair back. She’d let Lily cut it short this time. When she grew it out long, she was going to keep it that way again. “How much do we have right now?”

Lily opened Zari’s old backpack where they were keeping the credits. “Probably enough for an engine and some controls.”

Zari pursued her lips. Still a long way to go. “We just need to keep saving up.”

“Yeah. Do you think Mary will pick which ship we can use?”

“If we can, we have to pick the Waverider. That’s the best one.”

~~~

              Their first solo theft was a success. Mary even let them keep a share of the profits of the refined metal they stole from an Almeracian ship. She started trusting them to run more operations on their own for the Ravagers. Unfortunately, they were always supervised by at least two Ravagers that were supposed to serve as ‘muscle’. Zari just saw them as glorified babysitters.

              Years kept on passing for the two girls. Even though more of their lives had been lived in space than on Terra, their home planet was not forgotten by Zari nor Lily. They still held onto their traditions or what they remembered of them, celebrating holidays and birthdays according to their Terran calendar. Everything from Zari’s backpack was around the room they shared, remnants of their culture reminding them where they came from. But they celebrated other festivals on different planets that held significance to their lives now. Space was as much as home as Terra had been.

              Zari wondered about her family back there. At this point, Behrad was older than she had been when the Ravagers picked her and Lily up. Did her parents think she’d run away from home or that someone had taken her and Lily? Did they still remember her at all? And what about Lily’s mother? What became of her- losing her husband and daughter on the same day?

“Zari?” Lily peeked her head up from the floor. “Hey, Zari?”

Zari looked down at Lily’s grease-streaked face. “Huh?”

“I asked if you’d pass me the wrench. The little one?”

Zari found what she was looking for and handed it over. “Do you ever wonder about your mom?”

Lily stared stonily before shifting her eyes down and ducking beneath the floorboards to use the wrench. “Sometimes. I don’t like to.”

“How come?”

“Because the last thing I said to her was that I hated her. I wish I could have done something different that day.”

Zari thought back to how eager she’d been to leave the house to be with her friend and not stay around her brother. “I do too.”

~~~

Zari sat upside down on the bench, tapping her foot against the wall. Lily was pacing.

“Mary isn’t going to be happy with us,” her friend finally stated.

“You think?” Zari asked, picking at the hole in the pocket of her pants. “Here I thought she’d be pleased we got arrested!”

“It wasn’t just because of me.”

“Okay, Lily. But you’re not totally innocent.”

“Because the Infernian fled! He tried to drug us!”

“So you punched him?”

“Because he was trying it on another girl. When I stopped him, he punched me first! And then you joined in.”

“I’d say sorry, but I wouldn’t be sincere about it,” Zari admitted, examining the burns across her knuckles. “He was disgusting to Eve. I would do it again. But at least she made it out.”

Lily finally took a seat next to her. About time, since she’d been pacing for at least twenty minutes. “Do you think she told Mary?”

“Stein, Tarazi!” a guard came in with a key.

“Actually, she’s Star Lady and I’m Cosmonaut,” Lily piped up with a grin.

The guard rolled his eyes and unlocked their cell. “You’re free to go.”

Zari swung her legs down so she could stand upright. “Say what now?”

“Nova Corp took a look at it, and they’re after the guy now,” the guard told them. “But you’re still in our systems. Next offense and your stay here will be longer.”

“Thank you,” Zari smiled as she exited the cell with Lily. “We wouldn’t dream of causing any more trouble.”

Lily raised an eyebrow, but waited until they were outside before saying more. “We wouldn’t dream of causing any more trouble?”

“I might have thought the rest to myself. We wouldn’t dream of causing any more trouble and then get caught by the Nova Corp.”

“Good idea on not saying the rest. Now let’s go find Mary and make up a reason for why we didn’t make it back last night.”

~~~

“Tarazi!”

Zari quickly stowed the credits she’d been counting under her bunk and ran to the door, meeting Mary just in time. “Hey there.”

“I heard you didn’t bring in anything on the last assignment.”

“It’s true,” Zari crossed her arms, staring Mary down. “I gave it away.”

“You did what? I know I’ve taught you better than that. We’re Ravagers-”

“There were kids,” Zari’s voice broke. “They had children in captivity. Apparently, they were planning to sell them off to the high and mighty of the galaxy as servants. More like slaves. So I backed out of taking the haul for us. Eve, Lily, and I set the kids free. We gave them the credits we were taking and got them to ships. We left a beacon for Nova Corp to find them and get them home.”

Mary tilted her head. “So your plan that took a week just got thrown to the wind because of some children.”

“I won’t ignore a crying child.”

Mary was silent for the longest moment before nodding. “Did the children get picked up by Nova Corp?”

Zari nodded.

“Good. But you’re going to have to make up for those lost credits.”

“And I will.”

Mary walked off and Zari exhaled, shutting the door.

Lily sat up from her bed. “Are we getting closer to our own ship?”

“More than halfway there. But we might have to lose some of it to make up for giving the kids the credits.”

“That’s okay. The universe might have taken this round financially, but we win morally.”

Zari smiled to herself. “I hacked into the Nova Corp when we got back. They found the kids’ families or ones that will take the orphans. We did a good thing.”

~~~

“Well then, Star Queen and Cosmos again?”

“Star-Lady,” Zari grumbled as she and Lily sat in front of the desk of the Nova Corp officer.

“And it’s Cosmonaut,” Lily mumbled, trying to move her hands up to wipe the blood from her cheek.

“Eh, you’re still officially Tarazi and Stein in here. So what was it this time?”

“Mine,” Lily raised a hand. “My date was not who she said she was.”

“And I had to help her out. So I followed her to where they were holding her and set her free. Yes, there was some fighting, but we didn’t know there was flammable material.”

“And no one died. That’s important.”

Zari nodded. “She’s right, no one did die. Just a few minor burns.”

The officer groaned. “This is the third time I’ve seen you this cycle.”

“Did you miss us?”

“No. You’re about to lose a bunch of credits for bail.”

Zari’s shoulders slumped. They had to get better at dealing with their money.

~~~

              The Dominators had invaded Terra. It was buzzing all across the galaxy. Zari didn’t think it was a coincidence that she grounded the Refuge when they first got the reports. Someone had managed to get footage of what was happening on the planet. Lily and Zari watched together, wondering about their families again.

              But there were people fighting back. Mostly a bunch of people in colorful costumes. A beautiful woman with dark hair with a hammer used lightning to fight back. A robot flew around sending energy blasts out while another with pale skin and white hair frozen them solid on the streets. Two archers fought from above and on the ground. The most surprising to both of them was a woman dressed like Captain America, who Zari remembered hearing about in a book when she was in school.

              Then it all ended. The Dominators all collapsed dead on the streets. Their hive had been hit and severed their links, rendering every single one lifeless. A whole species gone in an instant. Even if they had been warriors used for muscle, it still chilled Zari. If something ever happened to Terra and everyone died, it would truly be them against the universe.

“It’s still there though,” Lily said that night. “Terra. We can go back one day.”

“One day,” Zari agreed.

They just needed more credits.

~~~

              The banner was silver and blue, rippling in the wind in front of the museum. Zari stopped and looked up at it. When she and Lily had been younger, Mary or someone else had taken them to museums on other planets. Part of it was teaching observation with some light pickpocketing, but it also served an education purpose. As a result, Zari knew about most of the habitable planets along with some dead ones. She had never heard of Morag before, but what was the harm in asking about it.

“Hey,” she greeted someone who looked official when she walked in. “You’ve got a banner out about an exhibit on Morag. What’s that?”

The alien smiled, her three eyes focusing on Zari. “Most people haven’t. It was once home to an advanced civilization before global warming wiped the whole planet out thousands of years ago. The only people who really know about it are archaeologists. With the artifacts we’ve found, we figure we can teach people about the influences they gave to the galaxy as well as a warning about the fragility of the environment.”

“Artifacts?” Zari asked.

“Mostly tools, a few books, and remnants of a temple. We sent a team to search for the Orb, but the water levels were too high. Now we’re trying to raise money for a recovery of it since the water levels lowered.”

“What’s the Orb?”

“No one knows,” the alien smiled dreamily. “From what we’ve recovered, it was an object of great power. Too much power, according to some texts. The inhabitants of Morag built a temple to guard it from those who might try and steal it for their own selfish purposes. After the planet flooded, the temple became inaccessible with the increased water levels.”

Zari frowned. “I thought you said the water levels were lower and you could recover it.”

“The seas lower every couple hundred years. This might be our only chance in my lifetime to retrieve it if we get enough funds. If we do, people will come from all across the galaxy for it.”

“So it’s a pretty big deal?”

“Extremely.”

              Zari thanked her and headed out of the museum. If this Orb could bring people across galaxies to see it, then it had to be worth a lot. She and Lily could get it, sell it off for money or give it to the museum for a reward. But they would definitely get a lot of money out of it. It would likely be enough to buy their own ship and leave the Ravagers. They could do everything they planned, including Terra.

She set out to find Lily, thankfully finding her coming out of their favorite fence’s office. “Hey!”

“Hey, yourself!” Lily laughed. “Guess who just got us another hundred credits.”

“You didn’t sell Beebo, did you.”

Lily put a hand to her chest in mock offense. “I wouldn’t dare!”

“Good, because I’ve got an idea of a new job.”

[hotforharrison]

Meet & Greet ch 20

Chapter 19 <-- Series Masterlist --> Chapter 21

Pairing: Tom Holland/Reader

Summary: You missed out on a Tom Holland meet and greet, but a stranger, who you are pretty sure is a Tom Holland lookalike, rescues you from your pity party for one.

Word Count: 1,336

Warnings: Smut and language, as usual

A/N: I made another moodboard! Now all my series have one!

This is my last partial chapter that I needed to complete before I start over again with my updates. I have a (definitely single part) oneshot idea bouncing around in my head, too, which is frustrating because I have 4 series already. I am buried in ideas, please send help.

After getting cleaned up, as temporary as that would probably be, you cleared the rest of the rose petals from the bed to avoid any repeat incidents of them sticking to you or Tom. The whole rose you decided to keep, though, so you could press it after your getaway was over as a memento.

You walked back over to the dresser and took a closer look at the toys he had brought.

There was a waterproof black bullet with a variety of modes and intensities. It was very similar to the one you already had and thoroughly enjoyed, but the waterproof feature was appealing with a private pool in the next room. You added it to your mental definitely, and probably first, list.

Next to it was a rabbit style vibrator that had a rotating shaft for g-spot stimulation. It also had quite a few modes. You weren’t sure how you could play with both it and Tom at the same time. Maybe he had something in mind that hadn’t occurred to you. It was more of a maybe with Tom, but definitely solo.

The last toys were a set of black vibrating butt plugs in graduated sizes, from finger slim, up to the size of what you assumed was an average dick. It wasn’t as thick as Tom was, but close enough that you were sure it would get you to the point that you could handle him.

Those toys made you a little nervous, your heart thumping faster in your chest when you thought about it, at the same time as it left arousal coiling low in your belly. The plugs seemed a bit more overwhelming than the thought of it being just you, Tom, and his fingers. It was something you were going to have to consider later on. Maybe not even during your getaway.

Tom touched your shoulder, startling you. The box clattered against the dresser when you accidentally dropped it.

“It’s just me,” he said. “Thinking about picking one to play with?”

“Yeah. I want to try the bullet in the pool first,” you decided.

He smiled. “I thought you’d like that.”

“I really do,” you confirmed.

He pressed a kiss to your lips. “Let’s head over there, then, love.”

You followed him to the pool, dipping your toes in first. It was a very pleasant bathwater warm. You placed the bullet on the floor at the edge of the pool and climbed in first, enjoying the water.

Tom got in after you, grabbing the bullet from where you left it, and guided you over to the waterfall.

He kissed you, tongue quickly moving past your parted lips. You kissed him back thoroughly and unhurriedly as the water fell lightly over your heads, like a gentle shower.

You could feel his erection trapped between your bodies against your stomach. You moved a hand to wrap around it, making him gasp into your mouth.

He broke the kiss. “I want to try something.”

“Go ahead. I trust you,” you told him.

He handed you the bullet. “Hold this.”

You held it tight in your hand, afraid of dropping it in the pool, curious what he was going to do.

He easily lifted you in the water to wrap your legs around his waist. It took a couple tries, but he positioned his dick at your entrance and pushed inside in increments, until your hips were flush.

You held onto his shoulder with your free hand, handing the bullet back to him when his hands were free again.

He turned it on and held it underwater against your clit.

You jumped a bit at the sudden intense stimulation, but he immediately moved it to a more comfortable spot.

After attempting a few ways of thrusting into you with only one free arm, he stopped and left himself just buried inside you to the hilt. “I want you to cum first.”

“Won’t be long.” You were already close from the combination of the vibrations and the fullness of having him completely sheathed inside you.

He kissed along your neck until he reached your earlobe, nipping it lightly. He whispered, breath hot against your ear, “cum for me, darling.”

It was more than enough to push you over the edge, legs shaking against him while your inner walls tightened around his erection. You dug your nails into his shoulders and loudly cried out his name.

When your body relaxed around him, he pulled the bullet away and turned it off, tossing it onto the floor near the pool.

“The way you came around me felt fucking amazing, sweetheart,” he told you. “Let me know if I get too rough, yeah?”

“I will,” you promised.

Now with two free hands to work with, he grabbed you by the hips and started thrusting into you hard and fast, movements made easier by your weightlessness in the water.

“Oh my god,” you moaned.

You held him tight around his neck with one arm, and slid your other hand down to see if you could get yourself off a second time before he reached his climax.

Being completely submerged underwater with him thrusting vigorously within you changed the way your fingers moved against your clit. You were fortunately quickly able to find a method that worked for you.

You were already sensitive from your previous orgasm, and it didn’t take much to get there a second time. Being fucked roughly at the same time and listening to the desperate little noises falling from Tom’s lips made this climax that much more intense.

“Oh fuck,” Tom moaned, repeating your name several times as he spilled inside you, while you pulsed around him with your own orgasm.

Long moments passed as you trembled against one another with the aftershocks, both breathing heavily, hearts pounding.

You leaned your forehead against his and kissed him slowly and wetly as he softened inside you.

“Do you want to go make fun of the ‘extreme sports’ channel?” he eventually teased.

“Are you ever going to let me live that down?” you asked, laughing softly.

He grinned. “Probably not.”

You couldn’t help but smile, too. “Yeah, let’s do that.”

He started to walk through the pool toward the edge with you still wrapped around him.

You didn’t expect him to start moving, and almost fell off of him with a giggle. You clung to him tightly until he was at the edge of the pool, next to the steps.

He steadied you when you got back on your feet again, helping you get out of the pool.

The air in the room felt cold on your skin, raising goosebumps across your body, and you shivered as you walked across the room to grab a towel. You handed it to Tom.

“Wait,” he said before you grabbed another one.

You turned to see what he wanted you to wait for, but he started drying you off gently, slowly and thoroughly. He moved from your head down to your feet until you were completely dry, other than your still slightly damp hair.

“Thank you,” you told him. “You didn’t have to do that.”

“I like taking care of you,” he responded. “That was a bit rough and intense, and I wanted to make sure you were alright.”

“I’m good,” you reassured him. “That was fun.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it, too,” he said as he dried himself off much quicker.

You retrieved the bullet vibrator from the floor and returned to the bedroom, placing it back on the dresser.

Tom got on the bed, and you lay next to him, as close as you could and still see the TV.

He turned the TV on the XXX channel.

A very hairy guy was plowing a woman with a stereotypical feathered 80s hairstyle, in low video quality like it was being streamed from a VHS.

You wrinkled your nose at it. “I’m really glad you aren’t covered in hair everywhere.”

“You and me both, darling,” he agreed, chuckling.

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[honeysuckleharrison]

Run For Your Life Part XI

pairing- George Harrison x Reader

warnings- Angst, drugs, cursing, and more angst

year- 1964

Summary- You're falling hard for George.  There's just a few problems. John Lennon is your protective older brother, and their band, The Beatles are leaving for their first tour in America.  

Word count- 1.1k

Disclaimer/ AN-  So hi, this is the first fic I've published.  This is FICTION. So the timeline may not match up with reality.  For example, Julians not in it. So ignore that, and just enjoy the story for what it's worth.  Anyways, I'm so excited to release my first fic. If you guys have any questions, or comments or anything, please comment don't be afraid to talk to me.  I hate this chapter but enjoy.

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Part XI

Paul had never admitted it before, ever, but he was in love with y/n.  Being that she was John's sister, he would never tell. And not to mention she always had a thing for George.  But Paul had taken something particularly strong tonight. So he already forgot that Ringo told him that George and y/n we're dating, and he felt ready to admit his love.  

     Did he just? John thought is he really calling?  There's No way.  John knew there was no way paul was calling his little sister drunkenly at 2am, so he stayed outside the door to listen, just to make sure.  

       "Yeah, y/n this is Paul, I know John would be mad but wanna see each other when i get back?" 

       He is really trying to get in my little sisters pants right now, Is he serious? John thought.  John reached for the handle, but right before he opened the door, Paul spoke again. 

       "What do you mean you don't like me like that? I saw the way you looked at me in the studio, all blushing and giggling." 

       So I wasn't imagining that, John thought.  She was being flirty in the studio.  John had noticed, but he didn't think much of it.  But who was she being flirty with? Who does she like. it's not Paul, he just got rejected, and Ringo's pretty serious with Maureen, and George just left with a girl.  John was confused at this point.  His thoughts started becoming more irregular.  John started feeling a little dizzy and closed his eyes to think.  Wait a second. So Ringo's in a serious relationship.  The dizziness got worse.  Paul got rejected, So.  Shit, did i take something.  He wondered, trying to find a reason for his dizziness, and increasing head pain. No, I promised Cynth I wouldn't. I didn't take anything.  He opened his eyes.  Things were blurry, and colors changed.  So it must have been George.  Holy fuck. Years ago they kissed or something didn't they? The memory came back to him.  John couldn't think anymore.  His head became too confused, and the colors on the wall danced.  Paul spoke again from the room 

       "Oh yeah, you are dating-" He was cut short by something, but continued after a few seconds, "What, no Ringo told me, I remember now, sorry, you'll have to excuse me I'm a little drunk." 

      John's head was in excruciating pain at this point  He hissed with pain from the hallway, loud enough for Paul to realize he was still out there.  Paul threw the phone on the floor and ran out.  

       "Oh my god, no, John, you heard all of that? Oh no.  It's not what it sounds like I promise." But John didn't hear what he said. 

       "Paul, you fucker, did you spike my drink again." John hollored.  He was on the floor holding his head in his hands at this point.  

      "Oh my god John I'm sorry I did. I didn't expect to leave the bar early I-"  Paul said. 

          "Fuck you, Paul, I promised Cynth i would stay sober tonight." John said, getting up "I have to get back to her. She's so pretty i need to see her."

       John got off the floor successfully, and started to walk towards his room, which wasn't far.  Everything danced in his mind, but the only thing that mattered to him right now was getting to Cynthia.  Paul watched in shock, and regret as John just got passed the fact that everyone was after his sister, and he was only worried about Cynth.

       As John reached the door, Paul just stood in the hallway in shock.  John was going to kill someone by the end of this.  

       "Cynthia, my love."  John said, stepping into his room.  Cynthia was still waiting for him. She looked at his eyes and immediately knew what was happening.  

      "John, no," She said as she pushed him away from here "You're high again."

      "It's- It's not my fault, I swear love." John said, struggling to get each word out.  But it didn't matter. John had come back to her high, when she had begged him not to.  Cynthia was close to losing it at this point. Her face was red with anger. 

       "I don't care, John, just leave me alone." she snapped at him. 

        "No, please Cynth, I love you.  Your so pretty, look at you." he said reaching his hand out to touch her arm.  She pulled away quickly.

       "Just go.  Go to Ringo's room, go anywhere

  "I just don't wanna see you like this."  Cynthia begged.  

       "No, please, Babe I didn't mean to.  I-"

       "No, John.  You had your chance.  I begged you not to do this.  Go."

        John was near tears, and Cynthia was already crying.  John tried to help her, but she just pushed him away again.  They were both hurt, but John couldn't comprehend the severity of the situation.  Regardless, he knew he had to leave his love. So he made his way out the door, And down the hall.  

        Ringo answered the door, a little shocked.  John could smell the alcohol on Ringo, and Ringo could see John's pupils. 

       "How can I help you?" Ringo asked. 

        "Cynth kicked me out cause Paul spiked me." John admitted, and immediately started sobbing.  Ringo patted his back, and guided him into the door. 

       "It's ok John, you're alright."  Ringo comforted him. Ringo himself wasn't sober either.  He wasn't thinking straight.  

          "Lay down, John.  It'll wear off by the morning." 

        John had tripped before.  He knew that you couldn't sleep after you took something like this.  This night was already hell on earth, but it would get worse. 

        John followed Ringo's command, and laid down on the bed.  The cheap hotel room was dark. It was silent except for Johns heavy breathing.  He was sweating, and looked scared. He just laid there with his hands at his side's, perfectly still.   Ringo laid in the other bed in the room, and had the same worried expression he had been wearing for the whole tour.  He didn't even bother to change, or tuck himself in. He realized that telling Paul was a mistake. and he just wanted to sleep it all off.  John looked around the room. Only God knew what he was experiencing right now. Ringo looked at him and made a decision. John was high, he wouldn't remember, and it wouldn't be long until Paul told him anyways.  

        "John?" Ringo whispered in the darkness. 

          "R- Ringo?' John said.  He sounded confused. It was strange to be on a trip while being confined to this room.  

        "Your sister's hookin' up with George."

         "R- Really?" 

           "Yeah.  I caught them at me flat just before we left." Ringo informed him.

          "Awww. Good for them." John laughed.  

         "Wait, really?"

            John didn't answer.  He just laid there giggling.  

       Ringo felt so bad.  John got kicked out, his sister and Goegre were sneaking around, and he couldn't even understand what was happening.  Paul drugged him.

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[pesbianlanic]

Books I’ve read for myself this year:

Mostly making this list just so I can see it. I have had a hard time reading for fun like I did when I was younger (esp. being in a major that requires heavy reading), so I like to see that I still do read. Arranged ~roughly~ by my rating and enjoyment of them. Favs/highly recommended are in bold.

Trixie and Katya’s Guide to Modern Womanhood by Trixie Mattel and Katya Zamolodchikova - 11/10, life-changing

The Poppy War by R.F. Kuang - 10/10

From Here to Eternity by Caitlin Doughty - 10/10

The Screaming Staircase by Jonathan Stroud - 10/10

The Sea of Monsters by Rick Riordan - 10/10

The Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan - 9.5/10

Gender Queer by Maia Kobabe - 9.5/10

Mexican Gothic by Silvia Moreno-Garcia - 9/10

The Southern Book Club’s Guide to Vampire Slaying by Grady Hendrix - 9/10

The Dragon Republic by R.F. Kuang - 9/10

This is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone - 9/10

The Burning God by R.F. Kuang - 9/10

Fun Home by Alison Bechdel - 9/10

The Miseducation of Cameron Post by emily danforth - 9/10

Loveless by Alice Oseman - 9/10

Clap When You Land by Elizabeth Acevedo - 9/10

Elantris by Brandon Sanderson - 8.5/10

The Mermaid, the Witch, and the Sea by Maggie Tokuda-Hall - 8/10

The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet by Becky Chambers - 7.5/10

Beebo Brinker by Ann Bannon - 7.5/10

The Nightingale by Kristin Hannah - 6/10

Satan Was A Lesbian by Fred Haley - 2/10 (but I enjoyed the experience of reading this trash fire)

Currently reading (as in, they have bookmarks and I’ve read at least one page this year): 

The Death of Vivek Oji by Akwaeke Emezi - 58% finished

Gideon the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir - 36% finished

The Luminous Dead by Caitlin Starling - 40% finished

No Man Knows My History by Fawn M. Brodie - 39% finished

Notes from the Burning Age by Claire North - less than 1% finished lol

The Titan’s Curse by Rick Riordan - 63% finished

[bwobgames]

haii ive finished one ending of beebo ^_^ got ending 8 which was cool :000 honestly rlly like this one bc i think this was what i sorta expected during the comic :0 rlly rlly rlly loved everything througgout the ART GALLERY SECTION. was so cool. i was anticipatin it the whole time and WAS NOT DISAPPOINTED IT WAS SOOOOO COOLLLL AND THE. MINIGAMES !!!! I LOVED PUTTING TOGETHER THE DOTS . AND THE SMASHING ONE WITH ALL ITS GUI AND. it was all very very very fun.

these were the only typos i caught btw ! wasnt too sure abt the nadia one since he used what im assumin is her full name ? the line after that. but alas once again the eternal enemy of on/in

OO AND HERE R THE PHYSICAL NOTES I TOOK THE WHOLE TIME ^_^ i felt like the paintings would b important bc i remembered smth abt paintings from the comic n i was right :3 but also it was cool taking notes on them bc it made me pay more attention to just all the objects lookin 4 subtle differences :00 then there were a few notes of general story so i could try to put it together. and the map of the art gallery !!! wanted to see how long i could map it out 4 until it stopped being possible to map ^_^

was rlly SUCH a cool game i appreciate the special saves bigtime bc now i can go back much more easily:3 AND JUST the whole puzzleness of it was SO fun whenever games get me thinkin 2 the point im taking physical notes its a good sign SO YEA !!! AWESOME GAME VERYYY FUN GONNA GET OTHER ENDINGS ^_^ oOH OH AND AND. rlly rlly appreciate the guide walkthrough thing because i got a littlee stuck on round 3 bc i Forgot what i was doing and how to solve the box puzzle after coming back to it after a break SO THAT WAS HELPFUL !!!!

ENDING 8!! Thats a nice one, until you get the epilogue and its like oooooh yeah thats unresolved, whoops.

Also yes!! the special saves are specifically so people can get the endings easily, they have different degrees of happy/miserable

My walkthrough walked through!!!lets gooooooo. This reminded me when I first played undertale there were no guides or playthroughs or anything so I had to get the answer to a puzzle from some random forum comment. Seeing as no one is playing this game I didnt want the few people that are playing to get miserably stuck

Im surprised theres such a low amount of typos considering I barely looked at the dialogue files after I put it through a grammar checker

Oh! Also Also Also! Nadja is not a typo, he just forgot Nadia's name. Lmao.

[brendonisms]

[text] i know. he needs a guiding hand. i can provide a gentle one of those for sure. i love him so much b. like so fucking much. ugh why am i a teenage girl

[text] old dogs???? OUCH. i'm not THAT much older than you damn!

[text] i do love real genius... and everything you mentioned. but i think it's a chris knight kinda night... THANK YOU BEEBO

Text:  I know you do, everyone does.  He’s been one of my best friends since I was 18 years old.  I’m really happy for both of you.  You deserve the best, and he better know what he’s got.  

Text:  You are older than me and it counts.  

Text:  Pete is kind of like Chris.  Maybe not as smart but I know you see it.  Now I want to watch that.  

[beebotech-blog]

Here's What No One Tells You about Rebranding - Read Or Miss Out

Have you ever thought that your clothes are a little snug now? Or even imagine while passing by a mirror that it’s time for a style upgrade? A brand is, in the same way, needs renewal.

The brand is the most powerful tool in your tool belt that can grow too big for its britches or can become tragically unhip so every brand will have to redefine itself at some point.

What is Rebranding?

Rebranding is the re-creation or giving new look and identity for a company, or a website or a product. It includes a complete change of name, products, market and identity or, a major change such as a visual redesign or a new marketing strategy that directs a new social community. Any company can achieve this by rebranding a website, a small business, a product or even a corporation, partially or completely. Rebranding is a vital part of the overall strategy of a business. As the world is continually changing so is the tastes of your customers and society. Likewise, a brand needs to adapt and evolve the change if they want to stay relevant. The brands with the longest lifespans are the ones that are able to evolve.

If you ever thought about rebranding in the past but doesn’t find a relevant reason to go ahead, this blog is definitely for you.

Many companies get confused with rebranding is just a modification or rebuilding design of your logo or the colors and fonts associated with your brand’s name but it begins with your beliefs and mission, about your message, your voice and how you “act.”Your brand must pervade all parts of the market, from your packaging and print ads to online presence through web designing, social media posts, and campaign videos.

There is always a story behind successful brands glory

All big & successful brands had to be from somewhere. Going back to a well-known iconic brand’s beginnings that will provide you with some perspective on the long-term value of rebranding. Let’s take an example of the most well-known brand GOOGLE. Many among our young generation are not aware of the google-first name which was ‘BackRub’ in 1996. After so many rebranding they rebrand it as Google. Keeping the initial concept of 1997 google underwent many updates to keep pace with the company’s continual innovation & growth.

Even Google’s brand team of experts have to make judgment calls about when it’s time to start rebranding update. Likewise, every organization of any size and across every sector has to pay much attention to the details discussed below to know when to consider rebranding.

The questions which always tweaks in the mind of every entrepreneur is – when is the right time to rebrand your business??? These following Signs indicates that your brand is ready to update:-

1. Leads are less qualified

Is your branding messaging and design confusing? Or target audience isn’t engaging with your brand or misled? There might be a situation raised where people reaching out to sell your products/services rather than buying them. It can be the reason because your brand isn’t appealing so rebrand is the best solution to this problem. Beebo Tech connects with your target audience by creating the best stories. We strengthen your social media aspects that grab the customer’s’ attention and draw the focus to their humanitarian efforts.

2. An acquisition/Merger of a company or organization

A merger or acquisition can shake your company complete that would mean a new name, a new logo, new online presence or a re-evaluation of all products/services. Our team of experts at Beebo Tech design agency provides you full support to manage the whole project from the scratch. Acquisitions and mergers always pave an opportunity for rebranding. Even many popular brands may go for remerging especially when their business is acquired by or merged into a big company. Taking a real-life example from the well-known software company Macromedia flash that was acquired by Adobe flash which leads to the rebranding of their products.

3. Moving with the times

Your current branding techniques may have become obsolete and don’t reflect your business as it is now. It may be reason that when you first appeared online the technologies and method used has lost there importance  in new advanced technologies or maybe you have designed your site or logo produced cheaply and quickly to “make do” because of tight budgets but now this might not allow you to grow online or might not suit your business requirements.

Beebo tech, by using the advanced technologies makes your business operates in a very different way to when it first set out. We all are well aware of online engagement of targeted audience has drastically increased which will require to engage people through animated logo, responsive website & advancing in social media. All these assignments are done by Beebo tech team of experts under one roof.

4. Your brand does not attract professional personnel.

Most of the well-trained professionals work for the best brand. Rebranding may not be a bad decision if you are searching for the targeted talented person. Just the good brand name is not enough to attract such professionals but the online identity, visual images & the way you represent yourself to communicate your values to the outside world. All these factors had a great impact on your professional personnel.

5. Fail to differentiate yourself from the competition.

Have you ever thought why people focus on branding? Branding is all about competitive advantage through differentiation. If you somehow feel like your brand is lost in a sea of digital marketing, why not push the boat a little with us? Reframing business/branding strategies and enhancement on your unique value can make your brand exceedingly more visible to consumers searching for unique solutions.

At Beebo Tech, our web design & development work is crafted by innovative marketing concepts. We ensure that what we create doesn’t just visually good, but that is well defined and translate to your target market.

Our brand work is maintained by some significant steps, below mentioned are some of our branding fundamentals;

1. Proper R&D of your Brand:- We get deep into your brand to know your targeted audience, market, competition, and the business itself – performance, strengths/weaknesses, values, philosophy, goals.

2. Simplicity yet effective:- People’s attention time is reducing day by day, nearly it takes just 10 seconds to make a first good impression on your brand. Therefore, we use highly effective principles like KISS (keep it simple stupid.) to engage more people to our brand in a short span of time.

3. Consistency In order that the brand may be understood clearly the same brand, a message is repeated again and again.

4. Visual Appeal through Differentiation We design your brand in such a way that it successfully stands unique & visually appealing to your consumers.

5. Implementation Have an idea & new strategy, don’t worry about your budget, talk to our brand and marketing professional they will guide you towards the best solutions to implement your brand in front of the right targeted audience.

We don’t create just good designs but also evoke some kind of emotion or action.

Still confused that your brand needs a refresh or not? Get a free feedback from us. Call our brand professionals today on 0181-415-9554.

[canaryatlaw]

OKAY so today was a lot of course. I had my alarm set for fucking 3:45 am but OF COURSE kitty decided to jump on me at precisely 3:31 am and I was like really kitty?? really???? that she proceeded to bite things while I tried to lay down for ten more minutes until I just kicked her out of the room, then sorrowfully dragged my ass out of bed when my alarm went off. Didn’t have to do much to get ready of course so I was good to go by 4, went on uber and put the first stop as Jess’ place so we could pick her up then to the airport, and so we did. the airport was fairly chill lol nobody all that awake since it was like 4:45 am. we needed caffeine so we did a fairly ridiculous starbucks order (and by that I mean I goaded Jess into ordering a soy chai with two espresso shots which they then made as a soy chai with three espresso shots and I was so thrilled with myself) then walked down to the gate. We waited like 20 minutes or so till we started boarding. Jess SOMEHOW managed to get upgraded to “comfort plus” which is coach but slightly less shitty, so she got to be like 3 rows ahead of me while I was in coach with the commoners. Apparently they gave her bananas and several snack choices, whereas when they handed me a cranberry almond breakfast bar and I was like “do you have anything that doesn’t have nuts in it?” they were like “no” which made me want to pretend I was allergic to nuts and write to delta complaining about this. but during the actual plane ride I spent most of it reading the complaint I got yesterday about the torts issues I forget if I talked about this or not?? I’ll get to it at some point lol. I got sorta sleepy at the end and was kinda fading in and out of sleep when we landed. Upon landing we found my bag rather easily, then went on a wild goose chase trying to find where you can get to the ubers, then was like oh fuck that’s a really expensive uber but guess we don’t really have any other choice??? so we took our really expensive uber over through manhattan to where our airbnb is in “West New York” New Jersey, because staying in Manhattan is like upwards of $250 per night and that’s not happening. so we’re in a bedroom of an apartment which is fine. we got changed and then took another uber over to where NYCC actually is, which got caught in traffic around like construction getting out of new jersey and took forever. but THEN we got to the con center. it’s huge, of course. Oh, we’re cosplaying Gary and Ava, last minute change from our Riverdale plans because Jess wanted to be able to carry her Beebo around all day and I hear that was a massive hit. So she got a signing with the Titans cast at like 1:15, so we walked around a bit and then I went to get food because I hadn’t eaten since 5 am starbucks because I wasn’t seated on the nice section of the plane, so I went out to the food trucks and waited in a very long line for some second rate mac and cheese from a food truck (I was disappointed) while Jess got to go to her lovely signing. then I ate the food, then I went to the bathroom which also had a long line and tried to make the wig that I hate look semi-decent and idk if it worked, but then Jess was done so I tried to guide her to where I was and just ended up going to find her anyway. Once we were reunited we went through the show floor for a while, then the artist alley, and this was about the point where Facebook informed me they reached a verdict in the Laquan McDonald murder trial for former Chicago police officer Jason Van Dyke. Imma go off on a bit of a thing here, but like, you cannot underestimate how much this case has effected the public to police relations in Chicago. Basically, short story, a white cop shot and killed a black teenager (who happened to be a foster child, which I know because people I worked with knew him) when there are like 7 other cops on the scene and right away goes on the record saying Laquan lunged at him with a knife so he had to shoot him in self-defense, and the other cops on the scene all backed up his story. Case closed, right? It would’ve been if a certain dashboard camera hadn’t surfaced with the entire incident on video with Laquan walking AWAY from Van Dyke and Van Dyke just shooting him in cold blood, and every. single. officer. on the scene lied to protect him. like, if that isn’t a gigantic message to minority communities that they can't trust the police, idk what is. But that was 2014, it took them a full year to release the video and finally bring charges, and up till now that they actually tried him. I’ve been following the trial fairly closely thanks to a podcast called 16 Shots (oh yeah, did I forget to mention that Van Dyke put 16 bullets in this 17 year old foster child?) which had been recapping the court coverage every day. At first hearing the jury had a verdict after about a day and a half of deliberation, I felt kinda worried because it felt to me like it would take more than that to convict a cop of first degree murder. the outcome though was one I was halfway expecting, they convicted him of second degree murder, which is known as a lesser-included offense, meaning it’s something the jury can decide on if they don’t feel like the full charge is warranted but he’s not innocent either. second degree murder in this case is following the imperfect self-defense rule, which is when a person believes that they need to kill the other person in self-defense, but that belief was unreasonable (whereas a reasonable belief would potentially get you acquitted). So I wasn’t terribly shocked when the verdict came back with that. The interesting part for me at least ended up being that they convicted him of 16 counts of aggravated battery (one for each shot) and that has sparked some conversations among law students/lawyers on my page as to whether those sentences would run consecutively or concurrently, because if it’s the former he may very well die in prison, being as the mandatory minimum on the charge is 6 years (which would place him at a total of 96 years, on top of the murder sentence) so we’ll have to see how sentencing plays out. but of course they immediately revoked his bail and he’s sitting in prison tonight, the first of many nights to come, and that is at least some justice to what has been such a divisive incident, even when I personally feel like there were enough aspects of premeditation (such as before he got to the scene hearing what the cops were saying and remarking “I guess we have to shoot him then”) to warrant first degree murder. but anyway, back to con world. we walked through artist alley for a bit and then ended up meeting up with a new friend who is gonna be one of the co-hosts with Jess and I on the upcoming Batwoman podcast, so we just sat and chilled for a while to talk and get to know each other and it went really well! So I’m definitely looking forward to that adventure. After that we wandered the show floor some more until it was 4:30 and I could line up for my funko buying slot. they have a lottery to be able to purchase any of the NYCC exclusive funko pops, and if you get a slot you can purchase them but only one of each type. At first the booth was kinda a mess and there was like a huge people traffic jam but I waded through it and found the actual line. I ended up talking to this kid behind me who was from Scotland who was pretty nice (I say kid because I was like “you’re a baby right?” and he was like “well I’m about to turn 21″ and I was like “yeah that’s what I thought” 😂😂) but we just talked about the pops and the options and some of the shows, so that was nice. he ended up buying like 21 of them I think because he was bringing a bunch home to different friends. I ended up buying four, killer frost for a friend, the Supergirl one that I may or may not resell at some point, Aquaman just because I wanted him, and one of the characters from New Girl for Jess because the main character is named Jess and she has a friend (”friend”) with the characters name so she really wanted that. the line took a bit but once we got up to the counter they were super quick. they then proceeded to give me the biggest bag known to man, made out of those like reusable shopping bag material but like, maybe about 4 feet by 4 feet in height and length? it’s fucking huge lol. but after that I met back up with Jess and we headed out, ended up taking the subway one stop up to times square just because we weren’t sure if the neighborhoods we would have to walk through if we did walk would be safe. Once we got there we needed food so I suggested Juniors because I always end up there and they haven’t let me down once. I of course got my favorite matzo ball soup and a potato pancake, and it was lovely as always. After we finished dinner we walked up to where the theatre was and got in line for the very first preview of King Kong, the broadway musical. We had seen the theatre marquee for it back in July when we saw mean girls (which was right around the corner) and Jess really wanted to see it, and it just so happened to start while we were already gonna be in NY so clearly that was fate. So we lined up, the opened the theatre a little earlier than usual so we got to our seats and waited for a bit. Now of course, as an actor and someone with a degree in Theatre, I automatically analyze just about every element of a show, whether I’m trying to or not. I basically expected it to be a dumpster fire, and there were definitely some cringeworthy moments, but they were fewer than I expected. I of course expected the technical elements to be phenomenal and absolutely groundbreaking as far as broadway goes because this has definitely never been done up till this point and they absolutely nailed every element of the technical side of things. Sadly what was lacking was what would classify as the heart and soul of any broadway musical- the book and the score. It reminded me a lot of Spider-Man: TOTD in that they invested heavily in technical elements but lacked in actual story and musical quality. I will say, the lead woman absolutely carried the show, and she was fucking phenomenal, so I will definitely give her credit for that. Now I haven’t actually seen the old movie from he 30′s that this was based on so I can’t say for sure, but I don’t believe the character of Ann Darrow was originally a POC, so I liked that they went in that direction. but as far as music goes, I can recall like, maybe a few words and a few stanzas of music, but the rest of it was very forgettable. again, though, the technical elements were absolutely phenomenal. So they definitely get credit for that. I couldn't help but thinking man, they’re gonna sweep on those technical effects Tonys they never actually air on tv 😂😂😂. I feel like the appeal is very similar to spider-man as well, and their main patrons are gonna be tourists, which I mean is a fairly good model to work off in NYC, so I predict it’ll run for a few years then quietly disappear, and not many will miss it. so when it was over we got an uber back to our airbnb, showered and got ready for bed and now I’m here and OY am I tired as I’m sure you could assume from the beginning of this post, but consider this me signing off for now. Goodnight loves. Happy weekend.

[iwriteficsnottragediesladies]

Excited

Request: A fluffy one with Beebo and y/n and she’s losing her v to him but he’s like super gentle but super sexy at the same time and it’s cute but also smutty 😭😭😭😭😭😭     

A/N: hopefully you’ll enjoy this nice little smut-fest! There’s one bandom reference, so comment if you find it (Hint: It’s from a youtube video of Brendon). (And no, it’s not drunk history :) )

Kissing Brendon ranged from slow, gentle and passionate kisses, to deep, desperate and hungry make outs. It depended on the mood you were both in.

Tonight was a mixture of both. You were too excited to be gentle, but too careful to be desperate. Brendon was undressing as he straddled your lap, while you stripped down to your underwear, eager to return to your hot kisses. You pull him back down to you until your lips meet.

His hand explores down your body, slipping his fingers underneath the waist band of your panties. He snaps the elastic against your skin and your body reacts to the sensation. His boxers were wet--you had soaked through your underwear a long time ago. He grinds his hips down onto yours and you sigh, rolling your hips in response. He places a hand on your cheek and gives you a sweet kiss.

“You’re so beautiful,” he says quietly in your ear.

In that moment, something suddenly becomes clear: you want to lose your virginity to Brendon.

Now.

He knows you’re a virgin, and you know he is not. He’s never pushed you to do anything until your were absolutely sure. Now you’re sure.

“Bren,” you call to him softly. He slows to a stop. “Do you have a condom?”

“Wha-” he looks down at you, confused, “Um, yeah, yeah, I do, what do you--”

“Go get it,” You interrupt him coolly.

He looks at you like you’re crazy. You lift an eyebrow. He remains frozen.

“Get the condom, Brendon,” you giggle.

“Oh, okay, um,” He started to move, leaning over to the night table and producing a condom from the drawer. He places the packet on the bed and you pull him back down for more kisses. Your hands explore his body and you raise your hips, rolling them against his. He can’t help but exhale shakily, nearly moaning. He becomes lost in touching you again, grabbing one of your breasts and toying with your nipple.

He is placing kisses on your neck and you speak into his ear.

“I want you to fuck me,” you breathe. He stops and looks to you.

“Y/n, you d--, I don’t h--,” Brendon stumbled.

“Brendon,” You say slowly and confidently, “I want to have sex with you.”

He just gazes at you. He looks for any uncertainty or anxiety in your eyes, but doesn’t find any.

“Are--are you sure?” He asks cautiously.

“I’m sure,” You nod.

“You’re ready?” He clarified.

“I’m ready,” you reply, a smile appearing on your lips, “And there’s no other person I would rather be with than you.”

“I love you, Y/n,” He said.

“I love you too, Brendon,” You melt.

“You’ll tell me if you want me to stop?” He double checked.

“Yes,” You nod with a gentle smile. You love how much he cares about you and making sure you’re comfortable. It should come as a standard for all men, but it doesn’t. You feel so lucky to have Brendon. You both shimmy out of your remaining clothing.

He opens the condom and strokes it onto himself. You can tell he wants to be completely gentle and careful, but you can also see an excited glint in his eyes. He leaned down and smiled softly.

“Are you sure?” He asked again. You were nervous, but you were definitely ready. When he would go down on you or finger you, you really liked him to be rough, so you’re not exactly sure what to expect from yourself during actual sex.

“Yes,” You reply, but knowing he still was hesitant, “Brendon, please.”

“Okay, tell me if you want me to stop,” He looks deeply into your eyes and you nod. He guides himself in, slowly and gently, watching your expression closely.

You shut your eyes tight at the stretching pain you felt. Brendon quickly checked in with you.

“Are you okay, Y/n?” he asked with concern. You strained a bit and tried to relax yourself.

“Yes,” You replied.

“Do you want me to keep going?” He asked.

“Yes,” You said again.

He started to slide further into you until he was flush against you. You let out a little squeak and bit your lip, eyes slamming shut.

“Y/n,” He asked urgently, “Do you want to stop?”

You shook your head.

He is not at all convinced by your hesitant answer.

“Y/n, look at me,” He directed you softly. You open your eyes and see his concerned expression. “Breathe, sweetheart,” he directs you.

You realize you’ve been holding your breath and exhale. You felt more comfortable now and Brendon is relieved when he sees your face soften. He asks his next question slowly, emphasizing each word. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” you reply, exhaling again. He paused, reading your face to make sure you were telling the truth.

“Do you want me to move?“ He asked you.

“Yes,” you repeat.

“I’m going to go slow, okay?” He reassured you. You nod.

He withdrew slowly just a little before sliding back in.

As his hips met yours. you shifted underneath him and gasped with your eyes floating shut. Brendon panicked, ready to pull out completely.

“Y/n? Am I hurting you?!” He asked quickly, “Do you want me to stop?”

Little did he know your reaction was one of intense pleasure. The friction of his stomach hitting your clit while feeling so full was intoxicating. It was a bit of a foreign feeling, but it was so satisfying. You’re not sure what to say to Brendon.

“N-no,” You sigh with a smile playing at your cheeks, “So good.”

Well that turned around in way he didn’t expect it to.

“D-do you want me to keep going?” He asked hesitantly, incredibly turned on to see you so pleased.

“God, yes,” you exhale. Brendon happily complied.

He was still so gentle. He felt a little selfish, enjoying how tight you were. He hears your breath starting to shake.

“Are you still okay?” He asks.

“Yes,” you reply. The look on your face told him all he needed to know anyways.

Your breathing is soon in time with his thrusts. Brendon was placing kisses on your neck. You speak into his ear.

“Bren, faster,” you suggest.

The hair on Brendon’s arm stood straight up.

“Tell me if I’m hurting you?” He murmured to double check.

“Mhm,” You replied.

He began to pick up the pace just a little, wanting to be careful.

“Y-yes,” you stutter. You lay your head back and close your eyes, soaking this new feeling in. “Please yes,” you encouraged.

Brendon sees your euphoric expression and speeds up a bit. It only brightens your face and Brendon is so fucking turned on by how you respond to him. You open your eyes and catch him looking down at you. You comb your fingers through his hair and bring his lips down to yours.

The heat of his breath on your skin caused you grip onto his back. He speeds up at the sensation and you have to emerge from the kiss for air.

“Fuck, yes,” you gasp. Brendon gentle nibbles at your collarbone. “Brendon,” you sigh longingly.

“Tell me what you want, baby,” Brendon whispered. The words and the way he growls them makes you want him to fuck you so hard.

“Oh god, Bren,” You can tell you’re losing any and all sense of decency, “Fuck me,”

“Baby,” he says, hesitant to comply with your request.

“Harder,” you plead, “Bren. S-so good.”

The desperation in your voice convinces him. He starts to go a little harder, carefully gauging your response. The change is very well received.

“FUCK,” you call out, “Brendon, yes.”

Brendon can hardly stand you moaning his name like that. It only fuels him further.

“S-shit Y/n,” he grunts.

“Ohhhhh,” you shake. You grab his ass.

“Uh!” Brendon reacts to your touch, “Oh fuck.”

“Harder,” You beg, “Oh fuck me h-harder.”

“Y/n,” Brendon strains.

“Please, yes,” you shouted out. You were so close--you needed it.

Brendon starts doing fast, short thrusts.Your legs latch onto him and it brings him further inside you.

“FUCK right there!” You cried blindly, “Bren!”

“You gonna cum, baby?” He asks, his voice thick, dripping like honey.

“God yes!” You moaned, “Oh god... Oh, I’m gonna cum. Oh--OH!”

You couldn’t help but scream.

“FUCK BRENDON!” Your voice devolves into incoherent moans. Brendon finishes just at the sight of you writhing underneath him.

“Oh fuck! Y/n!” Brendon yelled, “fuck, fuck!”

You feel more warm inside you as you realize Brendon is filling the condom.

Your movements are uncoordinated, hips grinding aimlessly, arms thrown around each other.

Happy sighs painted your breath as you begin a slow spiral down from your high, enjoying every moment. Brendon lays himself down on you in exhaustion before rolling off beside you. He runs his fingers through your hair and brushes it from your face.

He is whispering soft praise. His words become clearer as the static cleared from your ears.

“You’re so beautiful, baby. You did so good. I love you so much, sweetheart, so much.”

“Love you so much, Bren,” You replied. He kisses your forehead and you smile lazily. Jesus Christ, wasn’t the first time for girls supposed to be kind of bad? You’re pretty sure that was the best orgasm you’ve ever had. You sigh. “Shit, you fucked me so good.”

“Yeah?” He asked.

“Yeah,” you giggle, “Goddamn, was that as good for you as it was for me?”

“I’m going to go with ‘fuck yes’“ He replied, His expression faded into seriousness. “It was okay, though? Did I hurt you?” he asked with concern.

“It was more than okay, Bren,” You responded and gave him a devious smile, “And you know that’s how I like it anyway.”

He smirked at you.

“It was better than I could have ever imagined. I’m so glad it was you.” You smiled up at him.

He looked at you, knowing full well that his whole world was laying in his arms.

“I love you,” he whispered.

“I love you too,” you replied.

A/N: A moment of silence please to mourn the fact that we are not the reader. Tragic. Anyway, I hope you had some fun! Like/reblog if you’re feelin’ it!

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A small interlude of gourmet donuts.

Fandom: Legends of Tomorrow Characters: Mick Rory, “Leo” Snart Notes: Spoilers for “Crisis on Earth X” and for LoT up to “Beebo the God of War”. I’m apparently not the first to have this idea on Leo’s motivations but I am the first to put it with bacon donuts.

“No, I don’t want to talk,” said Mick, before ‘Call-Me-Leo’ had time to fully enter the Waverider’s dining room.

“I feel like we got off on the wrong foot before, Mick.”

“All your feet are wrong. Get out of my face.” Feelings talk. Leonard Snart and feelings talk. He could spit.

“That’s a shame. I’ll have to eat all of these myself, then.”

Leo set down the pink (pink!) cardboard box he was carrying and opened it, peering inside with a casual gaze.Mick looked up from his sulking and found himself trying not to drool.

Light glinted off the glaze of a half-dozen artisanal donuts nestled together, one dripping with caramel and another adorned with tiny chocolate chips that stuck out like the sharp spikes of a hedgehog. Leo delicately picked one up and examined it.

“Bacon and maple syrup. What will they think of next?” He had it halfway to his mouth before Mick tackled him.

“Give me that!” He snatched the donut from Leo’s fingers and shoved him away from the box of delights, stuffing into his mouth.

Leo perched on the edge of the table, folding his arms. At least he’d left the parka behind, though the cold gun was still dangling at his hip. “It’s nice to know some things stay the same between worlds. In my world Mickey had the same chronic sweet tooth.”

“Don’t compare me to some freak who goes down like a chump trying to save cops.”

“I know you’re only saying that because you think it will hurt me and make me leave.”

“Is it working?” asked Mick, bits of fried dough flying from his overstuffed mouth.

Leo let out one of those long breaths that he claimed let the stress flow out in a healthy way. Trying to offend this guy was like trying to offend a lump of jello. For a man who built his reputation on being able to offend delicate sensitivities, it was infuriating.

“I lied about how my Mickey died, before. Well, left out a few details.”

“What, were there some orphans and puppies in there too? …oh hell, there were, weren’t there.” Mick made a disgusted face but didn’t stop stuffing the face with donuts.

“Well, Tara’s guide dog wasn’t technically a puppy anymore—”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake.”

“And they weren’t police officers like you have here, supported by the government with personalized jackboots. Our police officers kept the peace between people in the Rebellion, resolved conflicts and consequences. A lot more dialogue facilitation, a lot less handcuffs.”

“Goodie. Cops but nicer.” Mick went for the next donut. Pistachio. He didn’t even like pistachio but anything would be a welcome distraction from Leo.

“The point isn’t who he pulled out of the fire. It’s why he went in again after everyone was out. I was trying to play it up, flatter you, so I told you what I told everyone else. Hadn’t had the chance to talk with your friends about what really got your attention.”

“Yeah. Boobs, beer, and bonfires. Not rescuing pigs.”

“I like the alliteration.” Something about the way Leo emphasized words set Mick’s teeth on edge. Snart did the same thing but he did it for different words, different sentences. If the real Snart was here Leo would be an iceblock in minutes. No, seconds.

“Look, I’m not your therapist. You want to work through your fee-fees, go talk to Haircut. Or your friend with the sunshine coming out of his ass.”

Leo laughed.

“I’ll have to tell Ray that one. It’s cute, I like it.” The grin dropped to that sad, sympathetic smile that seemed to be trying to reach inside your chest and give your aching heart a hug. “To my point, Mick was a good man but he wasn’t a happy man. He’d seen terrible things, and some of them were things he’d done himself.”

“Good.” Okay, pistachio out of the way. He could move on to the caramel cream donut now.

“We could have been free and clear. He should have gotten out as soon as the last guy was clear, the fire would have taken out most of the Nazi battalion we were fighting. Nobody would have had to die. He could have, and he knew it. He didn’t.”

Mick fully expected a lip-quiver, maybe eyes on the floor or biting the lip in a mournful fashion. The other goody-two-shoeses he knew would have done it. Instead, Leo kept talking like they were on about the weather.

“He went back into that fire to kill Nazis because he knew they’d kill him right back. Nazi assisted suicide. I told everyone it was an accident, made him out to be a hero…he was a hero, but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t hurting. He kept it all bottled up, and when he couldn’t keep it bottled he tried to drown it in cheap beer.”

Mick falsified a dramatically loud burp of derision, and took pleasure in seeing Leo tense one fist.

“Why does it bother you that some version of you was a good person?” he said, through a gritted jaw he was trying to unclench.

“Because I don’t like nice people.”

“I said good, not nice.”

“If he’s anything like you, he was nice. Look at you.” Mick waved a sticky hand at the doppelganger. “You’re an embarrassment. You’re everything Len couldn’t stand to be. The guy I know, he was a criminal, an outsider. Never met a rule he wanted to follow and definitely never gave a shit about other people’s feelings.”

Again came the long, soothing exhale, which Mick interrupted with another loud burp. If this continued he might have to escalate to groin-scratching.

“When you live in heaven, you rebel by acting like a devil,” Leo said, lingering over every word with care. “When you live in hell, the best way to fight back is by acting like an angel. Do you know how hard it is to be a nice person where I come from?”

Mick snorted. “Yeah, tell me about how hard it is to be a wuss.”

Leo stood and paced the floor of the dining room. His gentle voice rose gradually in volume as he smoke, elegant thief-like fingers gesturing in the air. “Where I come from, the people we’re fighting think cruelty is a strength. You’re supposed to act with your gut instead of think, your masculinity determines your value, you can sleep with women as long as they don’t enjoy it too much, but god forbid you touch a man except to hurt him. You’re defined by who you hate instead of who you care about. The people I fight with? They’re—”

And Leo rattled off a series of slurs that made even Mick blink, crossing the board from the n-word to the f-word to a few that Mick hadn’t even heard of but was sure at least one person on the Waverider would punch him for using in normal conversation. Mick’s eyes grew wide as the list just kept going, each word spat out with the same emphasis as a bullet from a machine gun.

At the end of it Leo scooped up a fingertip of Boston crème and slipped it between his lips, then swirled it about with a disgusted expression before spitting into a napkin. “Need to wash my mouth out after all that. I don’t usually use that language, even to make a point. But those are my people. And I care about them, and I’d die for them, and Mick would have too, and those Nazi bastards can’t stand the idea of that. Being a nice guy is more foreign to them than the idea of being a thug.”

“Are you calling me a Nazi?” Mick grunted with a scowl.

Leo held up both hands. “No! God, no. I’ve seen your team. Just the company you keep would disgust them. Also you dress like you’ve never heard of Hugo Boss.”

“I haven’t.” He hadn’t.

“What I’m saying is that kindness is an act of rebellion in my world. My sister loving a person with the last name Ramon and me with one who has the first name Ray, that’s rebellion. Mick saving the lives of terrified people he’d never met before, that’s as much rebellion as you robbing a bank. What you see as a weakness is my strength, as much as your willingness to go against social norms is yours.”

He sat under Mick’s silent glare while the man continued chewing through caramel filling. Mick scrutinized every inch of him, picking apart where he differentiated from Len in the calluses on his fingers and marks on his coat, forcing his brain to see the man as a total stranger instead of something inside his friend’s skin.

“The puppet thing was still stupid,” he said, for lack of anything stronger to say.

“I know. I’m sorry. Gideon’s been bringing me up to speed with more effective counseling techniques. The puppet is the one I usually use for working with children.”

Mick considered the final donut, with a pose reminiscent of Hamlet considering Horatio’s skull.

“What the hell does it take to make you mad?” he asked. “Like really lose your shit. Everybody’s got a breaking point. Don’t tell me you don’t have one.”

“Oh, I have one.” Leo sucked the sticky remains of the Boston crème from his thumb. He rested his hand on his cold gun, gave it a gentle caress on the handle.

“I hit it a long time ago. And then I kept right on going.”

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