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dark-and-kawaii · 9 months ago

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You can pick who but I'm begging for more smut from you. Zevlor Rolan Haarlep Raphael whoever I just need it. Call me thirsty I don't care.

Shameless Smut

Haarlep x f!Tav/Reader - Zevlor x f!Tav/Reader - Raphael xf!Tav/Reader - Rolan x f!Tav/Reader - Dammon x f!Tav/Reader

⋆˙⟡♡ Notes: I- I picked everyone and added Dammon because i'm horny and unhinged like that... AND BE THIRSTY WE LOVE A THIRSTY HOOMAN!!!

Enjoy xoxo

Haarlep

“What would the city think, their precious little hero-“ Haarlep thrusted the rest of their cock inside you, “filled with an incubus’s seed.” They continue to ravish your cunt, stretching and filling you so well, you could only pant as you clenched the sheets.

“How would they react-“ Haarlep bent down, their teeth grazing against the back of your neck, their hand caressing your still flat tummy, “seeing their savior swollen with a demon’s child~” The incubus bit down gently, but enough to mark you, a dark red hickey blooming where their lips met your skin. You groaned, tightening up on their cock, the thought of bearing an incubus’s child, bearing a demon child, was strangely arousing.

Haarlep growled at the feeling of you squeezing down on them, and continued pounding into you, their hand tangling in your hair to press your face against the mattress, your ass high in the air. You let out a muffled moan as Haarlep ravished you, the head of their cock hitting that spongy spot inside you every time, and their tail rubbing your clit with a speed and skill that rivaled your own hand. You felt the knot in your stomach tighten and coil, your moans turning into desperate mewls.

“s’too- too much! I-I can’t- AH~!!”

Haarlep’s hand wraps around your throat as they slam into your sopping pussy, the bed creaking, “So pretty with my hand around your delicate little neck-“ headboard slamming into the wall and you just have to hang onto the sheets like your life depends on it.

"Do I scare you?" The incubus purred, letting the hand squishing your neck tighten around it, "Do I terrify you? You know what I am and what I can do." Their voice was low and their breathing harsh.

Haarlep’s breathing picked back up when you nodded- their hip knocking against you painfully when your hand came up and sealed around their wrist, pressing down. Wanting them to do it, to press harder, to push you around more and more, shamed in how good the feel of their hand squeezing your throat made you feel."Y-Yes! Y-you- nngh- a-ah~!” you gasped, "B-but you- f’m-make me f-feel- n-nngh- s’good- AH~!"

You were a mess beneath them, panting and moaning like a bitch in heat, the feeling of them filling you up making you see stars, “gu-gunna fill m-me~” you babbled, eyes rolling back. Haarlep chuckled darkly, their thrusts becoming sloppy.

"Pump you full- fill your womb with my seed- fill you till you're leaking-" Haarlep grinned against your flesh, "-until the hero’s stomach swells with my child- I'll make you a mother, a breeder for my little demons." They mutter, the tip of their tail flicking your clit just right, your thighs trembling and your vision whiting out.

"F-Fuck! Haarlep~!!" Your orgasm slammed into you, making you scream.

“Good! Cum- cum with me, little mortal-!"

"S'gonna- I-I-!! G-Gods, please!~" You sobbed your body going numb. Haarlep always teeters on losing themself at this part, always brought back though to reality by your nails digging into their wrist, and how sweetly you whimper their name.

"H-Haarlep~” you sob, wanting, needing their cum, "I-I want- I w-wanna b-be a m-mother, w-want you t-to f-fill me- g-give me a c-child~" You were crying now, the way your walls just clamp down around them, pulsing and gushing.

"I'll take such good care of you~" they coo, kissing your tears away as they paint your insides white. Their seed warm and thick, Haarlep pressed themself deeper inside you to push their cum even further. Their tip rubbing against your cervix, the incubus wanting to be sure their sperm finds a home in your womb.

Their goal to make sure the shape of their cock is imprinted into your gummy walls, wanting to ruin you for anyone else.

Rolan

Rolan grabbed your arms, his face deepening in color as soon as his back hits the scroll shelf. He looked down at you, his lips parted in a slight snarl, his nostrils flaring, "Th-Thish is highly inappropriate-." He tries to protest, but you push forward, your lips meeting his. He stiffens for a moment before he relaxes- almost. Pushing you off of him, Rolan glares at you, his lips firm. "You're insufferable-." He groans, “You need to leave before Lorroakan retur-“.

You stare at the cut on his eyebrow, your eyes trailing to find the bruise on his cheek. The marks his mentor left behind… Your eyes darkened, and you press up against him, your chest rubbing against his.

"I'm not leaving until I know you're alright." You hiss, your eyes softening when you find his stare, your lips pursed, “besides~” You tiptoe your fingers up his chest, tracing over his heart, before finding his neck, then his chin. You lean in, gently pulling him forward. His breath hitching. "I want him to catch us~” You glide your nail against his throat, causing Rolan to swallow thickly, his adam's apple bobbing as his eyes flutter close and he sighs.

"You are… insufferable," he says, his voice a mere whisper. Your lips curl into a smirk as you pull him in for a kiss, pressing your body closer.

“Want him~” you trace his bottom lip with your tongue, nipping him gently, "to catch me~" you whisper, his breath deepening, before his hands find their way around your waist, gripping the fabric of your shirt, “to watch me take you~".

Rolan inhales sharply, his lips parting just enough for your tongue to slip through, the heat of his mouth causing your eyes to flutter closed. He groans, his hand cupping the back of your neck, his tongue brushing against yours. You pull back, a string of saliva connecting the both of you. His mouth following yours before you push him back again, “I want Lorroakan to hear my sweet Rolan’s moans~"

You tug up on his robe, "Want him to hear me cry your name~.” You bite your lip, “To watch you fill my dripping pussy with your delicious cum~" You glance up at Rolan, whose face is completely flushed, his lips parted, and eyes dark, “Wanna bruise his ego~”

"You are going to be the death of me," He spins the two of you, your back to the shelf now. His hips roll forward and you can feel the evidence of his arousal.

"I'll be your death." you whisper, pressing up against him.

Rolan groans, his lips ghosting against your neck, "And what a way to go," he mumbles, his breath hot. He kisses along your neck, his teeth grazing over your pulse. He reaches his hand out, and grabs the shelf above you, knocking a scroll onto the ground, "Lorroakan is going to find us." He warns, “ The man knows everything that happens in this tower."

You moan as he bites your neck, his fingers digging into your skin before pushing you down to the ground. Rolan’s hand forcefully flips your dress up, bunching it at your hips, his other hand reaching to rub the wet spot of your panties, "So wet already."

He pulls down your undergarments, his hand slipping between your slick folds, his thumb finding your clit and rubbing it in slow circles, his middle finger sliding into you, his index finger teasing the edge of your ass, "Such a degenerate," he purrs, his tail flicking behind him.

You moan, rocking your hips, feeling his fingers slide in and out, “Rolan~," you mewl, spreading your legs, your chest pressed into the wooden floor.

"Look at you, getting so wet, so loud." His fingers move faster, the lewd, wet noises filling the tower. You moan, reaching a hand back, grasping his arm. Rolan grunts, "Do you want Lorroakan to find us? Hear me make you a sloppy mess?" He growls, adding another finger, "Do you want him to see how good you're taking my fingers? Hear the noises you make?"

You nod, "Yes!" you mewl, "P-please~, rut into me, Rolan~."

He scoffs, his fingers leaving you, the wetness trickling down your thighs. You feel his cock slide between your slick folds, a low groan leaving his throat, "Such a needy thing," he mumbles, his lips trailing soft kisses along your back, "My needy thing." he growls, his hands wrapping around your waist, his tail coiling around your leg.

He pushes in, a small groan leaving his throat, his hips flush against your ass, his head pressed into your back, "So tight," he groans, his nails digging into your sides, "My beautiful girl."

He starts to move, pulling out until only the tip is left, and then roughly thrusting in. You gasp, pushing back against him, feeling his hips slap against your ass, "R-Rolan~" you moan, clawing the wood beneath you, "M-More~" you whine.

Rolan moves his hands to your breasts, groping and pinching throat the thin fabric of your dress, his thumbs rolling over your nipples, "How lewd of you, getting turned on by the thought of being caught." He teases while he rocks his hips, his tail tightening around your leg. He grunts, his thrusts growing erratic, his nails digging into the tender flesh of your breasts.

Rolan is too focused on you, his rough snaps causing scrolls to fall from the shelf beside you, but as you tilt your head you notice a pair of eyes staring at you, their cock in their hand.

You lock eyes with Lorroakan, who watches silently. The sight of him causes a chill to run up your spine, your back arching as Rolan pulls you up giving Looroakan a perfect view of his cock thrusting into you, your juices coating his cock making a mess on the floor. Rolan doesn't stop, his nails digging into the soft flesh of your breasts, his head buried in the crook of your neck. "Cum for me," He whispers in your ear, his hot breath fanning against your neck, his pace unrelenting, his cock hitting all the right places.

"M' s'so close~," You whine, your eyes never leaving Lorroakan’s, "C-Cumming~" you mewl, closing your eyes. Your body tenses, and the knot in your stomach snaps, your legs twitching as Rolan keeps thrusting, your walls clenching around his cock. Rolan's hips stutter, his thrusts growing sloppy, and a low groan leaves his throat, "D-Damn," he grunts, his cum spilling out, the warmth causing a shudder to run through your body.

You hear Lorroakan groan, his own cum covering his hands. His eyes meet yours, and you bite your lip, your hand reaching behind your to pull Rolan's face to yours. "Kiss me~," and he obliges, his hand slipping between your legs, rubbing your overstimulated clit, "Again?" He chuckles, "Such a dirty girl."

You would keep at it until Lorroakan had to come pull you off Rolan…

Raphael

"Sweet little mouse." Raphael whispers, taking in how fucked out you are beneath him, wheezing out how good he feels.

"Do you like being pinned down like this, hm?" it's an almost teasing lilt. You think he’s laughing at your stupefied state, but in reality he’s marveling, basking in how good you are to him, greedily accepting his cock.

You nod your head, whimpering. The motion is a pathetic, weak jerk. A few strands of hair fall across your forehead. He takes note of how flushed your cheeks are, how glossy your eyes look.

The sight makes him groan. You feel so good, clenching and spasming around him with each thrust, making him throb and swell.

He has you trapped, completely. Raphael has broken you to the point where all you can do is take his cock, whimpering and crying as he drives it deeper into you, stretching your insides so that they fit his shape and no one else's ever again. Eradicating the memories of those who had been with you prior.

You think to yourself, there’s nothing more delicious than being pressed, pinned down onto his bed, bred like livestock, and barely able to suck in a shaky breath of air between each rough thrust.

The feeling of his cock plunging deep inside, filling you up, stretching you, is addicting. You don't know how many times he’s made you cum, only that it doesn't seem to stop. Unable to focus on anything else besides the cock splitting you open and the pleasure wracking through your body.

"M-more~!!" you wail against the sound of your squelching cunt, feeling his thick cock tug at your walls as he leaves. It’s a frenzy entanglement- you provoke him, spur him on to drive into you faster and harder, the way you wiggle and clench down onto his thick cock, creaming so hard that with each impact you can not only hear it- you feel it splatter down in between the folds of your stretched cunt, drip down the seam of your ass.

The cambion more than willing to provide. He’ll keep you forever, a beautiful ornament for his bed, his own personal toy to fuck whenever he desires, a perfect suitor to give him children, an army of his own blood, a pretty little thing to keep by his side.

Zevlor

“Mm~ Zevlor-” warm hands made their way up your thighs. You gasped at the feeling of your underwear being pulled to the side. The cool air nipped at your hot skin.

"I- I missed you so much, Zevy.”

The tiefling let out a soft hum, "I’ve been quite busy, haven’t I?" his tail brushed against your folds, and your breath hitched.

He chuckled and pressed his thumb on your clit. He began rubbing it in circles and you mewled in delight.

"I apologize," he whispered in your ear.

His lips trailed hot kisses down your arm, his hands wondering over your entire body, pausing at your swollen belly and looking up at you.

You met his gaze with half lidded eyes and smiled, caressing his cheek. His eyes softened and a smile grew on his lips as he continued kissing lower and lower. Situating himself in between your thighs, he hooked your legs over his shoulders, as he buried his face in your pussy.

The heat of his tongue sent a shiver through your spine and a groan escaped your lips. You arched your back off the bed and grabbed his horns.

"Z-Zev~" his thick fingers held your cunt lip apart, his tongue making small circles around your clit before a finger probed at your dripping hole.

"S's~ hahhh~" Zevlor curled his fingers, feeling for the spongy spot that made you arch your back for him, careful not to scape your insides with his nails. Your hips bucked into his face but his other arm held you down and prevented you from moving, “I~ please~ please~! Zevlor! I-“ You blushed, holding your swollen belly, “N-need you~”

Zevlor pulled away from you and you whined at the loss. He looked at you and licked his lips. His horns glistened from the sweat on your hands, his lips and chin shiny from your juices.

He crawled on top of you and kissed your forehead, then your nose, then finally, his lips met yours. You sighed into the kiss, tasting yourself on him, his tongue exploring every corner of your mouth, your tongues dancing. His hand finding the swoll of your stomach where his child grows…

His child.

Zevlor still can’t get over it. The thought of it turns him on and he can feel his own cheek flush with embarrassment. He constantly thinks about how he filled you up so full of his cum it had gotten you pregnant, the sounds of you begging him to impregnate you still lingering. You were so beautiful like this, so plump and soft. He’d never admit it, but if he could, he’d put another child in you this second.

“Fu~ S’so tigh-tight~~” you squirmed beneath him as he pushed into your sopping cunt. Despite bedding with him countless of times it was always such a stretch. Your toes curled and a long drawn out moan escaped your lips as your hole greedily took in his thick girth.

He let out a guttural groan as he felt your velvety walls envelop him. It had been a few days since the last time you two had sex and your insides hugged him so tightly, so nicely.

He slowly thrusted his hips, relishing in the wet heat of your cunt.

Dammon

"D-Dammon! I-I'm so sorry! I‘ll be a good girl, I swear!" Lying in the hay you struggle against the rope wrung around your wrists, but Dammon easily presses his foot over the both of your bound arms, forcing you to stay still. He kneels down beside you, his lip lower down to your ear, nose inhaling your scent as he talks down to you calmly and quietly, "Keep count.”

You take in a shaky breath before nodding in agreement, fingers balling up into tight fists as you brace yourself for impact. The first strike of his hand comes down hard, stinging the delicate flesh of your exposed bottom. A small yelp leaves your mouth and you instinctively move forward, “Ah~ O-One! Another strike and you cry out louder this time, tears welling up in your eyes, "fu’-Two!"

The next six strikes come in quickly, and by the end of it your tears and mascara paint your face, your lip tint smeared from burying your face against rough hay inside the barn… Your ass marked with his handprints, and Dammon finds himself running a fingertip over the sore flesh, smirking lightly to himself. "So desperate from my cock that you couldn't even control yourself in front of her, could you?"

"Y-Yes-!."

It was true, you always grew envious when Karlach was around, desperate to show her that Dammon belonged to you.

He pulls you up so that you're resting on your knees, your face now level with his crotch. Dammon’s calloused hand grips your jaw tight, forcing his thumb past your lips.

"Are you going to be good for me," he says darkly, and you can't help the whimper that rises when his coarse thumb and nail presses down on your tongue, saliva pooling. He takes his thumb from your mouth with a pop. His hand fishing his cock out of his slacks, "Go on, wrap those pretty lips of yours around me." and you open your mouth wide, tongue lolling out to lap at his cock.

Dammon's cock is impressive in size, thick and veiny with a bulbous head, and the sight of you kneeling before him, tied up, lips stained and eyes puffy from crying has him leaking pre cum.

Dammon's hand that had been gripping your jaw moved to grip a handful of your hair, his tail coiling around the base of your throat, choking you in a way that leaves you moaning around him.

The head of his cock hits the back of your throat, and you choke, eyes welling up with tears as you look up at Dammon who looks back down at you, smirking, "Can't have you forgetting that you’re the only one that belongs to me."

Dammon thrusts his hips forward, pushing his cock further down your throat, "This is mine." He struggles to keep his eyes open, heavy, breathy moans escaping him as you take more of his length, bobbing your head as you twist and slide your tongue around and under his cock, tracing every vein and ridge.

Each time you take him deeper and farther you ignore the tight pressure on your throat. You're his to use right now, and despite the pain, you'll be his good little throat hole. His hips twitch a little, making your eyes water and throat tighten. Your breathing is heavy, the taste of him on your tongue the only thing you can focus on. Dammon’s tail squeezes your throat, and your moans vibrate around his cock and appendage.

He groans, voice heavy and strained, "So obedient when my cock stretches your throat.”

It isn’t long until he begins fucking your mouth, pulling out and pushing back in deep, a loud groan escaping him when your nose bumps against his pelvis. The sounds of you choking and gasping for air has him lost in the moment. He can feel the way your throat bulges against his tail every time he thrusts forward.

You gag, saliva dripping down the corners of your mouth, tears and mascara running down your face. And yet you look so beautiful like this. You take everything he gives, your eyes fluttering closed in bliss as you feel your mind begin to cloud.

“Going to fill your stomach with my cum, make sure you never forget what we have, princess." His words come out in a strained growl, the pace of his thrusts growing erratic.

You whine around him and dig your nails into his thigh when he keeps fucking your face, your vision swaying and darkening. “Going t-to.” You can barely hear, trying to push him away by instinct. His hold on your neck and hair is too tight though, his hot cum shooting down your gullet and forcing you to swallow every drop.

Dammon releases you, watching you slump down on the ground while cum and drool leaks from the corners of your mouth, his tail wiping up some of the excess. He kneels down, pulling your limp form against him, holding you tightly against his chest as you take in large gulps of air.

"You are the only one for me, I promise." He swipes a stray hair from your face, “My one and only girl.”

You look up at him with a dazed expression, a smile on your lips as you rest your head on his shoulder. Dammon’s tail curling around you as he plants a soft kiss on the top of your head, a gentle purr emitting from his chest

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sillydreamer · 3 years ago

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Hi! I don't know if you are doing this but...nsfw alphabet for Raphael?? It's okay if you want to ignore it 😁

NSFW alphabet of Raphael

Do you hear that? Those are my sinful thoughts celebrating for these request. Keep reading if you want to read about dirty things of these vampire.

(And I apologize for any mistake, it's my first nsfw alphabet)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Raphael is really gentle during the aftercare, he praises you and kisses all your body trying to make you feel better if your skin hurts. Then he’ll hug you and kiss your neck with love.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He really likes his hands; how he’s able to touch you and what he can do with them on your body.

At the same time his favorite parts on your body are your hands and lips. He goes crazy when you touch him and with the contact of your lips on the top of his skin.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

His cum is an average amount but very thick. You can feel how it slides through your body while he’s letting himself go inside you. Prefers when we ends up inside you but if you want to swallow it Raphael would allow you, just be careful with it.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He likes when one of you two is tided up to the bed or with its hands stranded, being unable to move. Also has some fantasies about using his powers on you and controlling you in every aspect.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He isn’t very experience because since Margarita died he hadn’t feel that attraction to anybody else. Probably has a few nightstands as experience but nothing too intimate.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary; loves to hear your voice and touch your body. Also likes against the wall but it’s afraid of hitting something and breaking it.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

His sense of humor is strange and most of the time is serious but if you joke a little bit he’ll continue with it and make both of you laugh. He’ll feel happy if you are feeling alright.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

It’s short by nature, he doesn’t have the need to cut it since it doesn’t bother a lot during oral and if you want it short he’ll probably ask for your help to do it.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Likes to prepare the environment to be as romantic as possible. Likes to take his time and enjoy the moment. However if he’s feeling a little bit rebel he’ll tease you a lot and hold you waiting for the moment for a long time.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He doesn’t do it often because he lost the sense of doing it, physical pleasure is something that only lasts for a moment and then becomes a memory. Well that’s what he used to think before meeting you, still he doesn’t masturbate that often and prefers to talk with you (masturbates once a week or so, probably he’s very repressed).

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Bondage, Dom/Sub, switch, a little bit of humiliation, fisting, orgasm control, perhaps ocasional dirty talk...

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His favorite place are the bedrooms, both of you can do whatever you want without being bothered. However if he’s feeling horny he’ll do it in the library (I can hear Vladimir’s voice in the distance)

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Your voice, if you say the right words in the right tone he’ll get hard in an instant. Also when you touch his neck or hair with your hands Raphael’s breathing will start rising.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He may like humiliation and other hard stuff but if you ask him to hit you hard he’ll say no. Also having sex in semi-public spaces were people can see you (however he’s good if they are just hearing you, weird but let him be).

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves both giving and receiving. In the first one he loves to hear you whimming and begging for more meanwhile on the other hand he can’t but moan when you are giving him, really loves the feeling of your mouth hugging his cock.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He prefers to take his time and please both of you. Can last all the night if he’s slow but can be rough and mean when he wants it.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He rather not to have them and enjoy in the bedroom but may give a little fuck behind the walls but later Raph will need a new session of love but longer and harder.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He isn’t closed minded, he’s more curious about experimenting and trying new stuff. However he doesn’t like being seen by others while doing it because he’s shy.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Has normal energy for a vampire, even a little bit less. His average are 3-4 rounds before feeling tired and starting to feel weak. Of course he takes breaks between rounds and respect if you need to rest more of by the other hand, if you need more rounds.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Doesn’t have toys but may try them. If you have one he will use it on you and will suggest to use them on him too. Probably he’ll ended up getting one and experimenting with it.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

During normal rounds he’ll be kind and more of being slow to tease you, leaving you wanting more. However if Raph is feeling “dirty” he’ll be mean and tease a lot with words “Why so impatience darling? You know that I’ll take good care of you” Or by the other hand he will be rough and let you gasping for air “Are you done? That’s bad, I hadn’t ended up with you yet”

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s loud and isn’t ashamed of it. Most are moans and heavy breaths while his cheeks turns red and his mouth is slightly opened letting those sounds escape (I need to chill out it’s 12am and my family may caught me)

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

During sex he speaks italian and loves to tease you with this, telling hot things right at your ear.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

it’s thick enough to fill inside you, has small veins around it and the top is slightly bigger but nothing weird. It’s a little bit curved to the left and covered in soft skin

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Not very high, he can do it two or three times a week by his own but for you he can do it every single day. Of course he doesn’t want to force you and will let you choose when.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Prefers to wait until you fall asleep and follows you right away, however if you touch his hair and neck he’ll lose himself and fall asleep right away. It’s tired after sex and this baby need to rest.

Mom if you’re reading this you saw nothing 💀

#moonlight lovers raphael #moonlight lovers ivan #moonlight lovers ethan #moonlight lovers vladimir #moonlight lovers beliath #moonlight lovers #moonlight lovers aaron #moonlight lovers neil #moonlight lovers eloise

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zizi-writes · 4 years ago

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Ouija Board

(This is the first oneshot I’ve posted on here. This wasn’t really a request, it was just an silly little idea I came up with on my own. I would love some feedback or constructive criticism!)

Rated for bad language

~Written in April's journal, told from April's POV~

August 28th,

My Ouija Board Experience,

It was a calm, Friday night. It's been a tradition in the Hamato Lair to have a game night every Friday night ever since I brought "Sorry" a couple weeks after the turtles first brought me the the Lair. The tradition has grown ever since then, as we've made more allies and they've brought new games to the mix. This particular night, the turtles and I were chilling in the living room of the lair, waiting for guests to arrive. We were expecting Casey, Karai, and Shinigami.

One by one, everyone showed up as Raph and Mikey argued over what pizza we should order. They finally settled the argument and Mikey went out to retrieve the pizza. I wasn't paying much attention, I was too wrapped up in the magazine I was reading. Around 7:30, all the guests had arrived, and we were just waiting on Casey to arrive with the new board game he said he'd bring. It was unusual for Casey to buy new games for game night, but none of us put too much thought into it. By this point, Mikey had already come back with the pizzas.

"Come on!" Mikey exclaimed, getting very impatient. "We've been waiting for almost a half an hour now! Where is he!"

"If he takes any longer I'll shove his board game up his-!" Raph was cut off by Casey casually walking in the lair entrance with a shopping bag in hand. "What took you so long?!"

"Sorry dude, the line at the store was huge!"

"What's in the bag?" Leo asked, pointing to the plastic bag dangling in Casey's hand. A square box was bending at the bag, threatening to break the thin plastic open at any moment.

"Oh, just a board game." Well that much was obvious.

Casey took the box out of the bag, purposely hiding the front from us and walked into the kitchen. I glanced over at Donnie, to see that he was just as confused as I am.

"This can't be good." Karai got up from her seat on the couch and made her way into the kitchen. We all followed. The lights were off in the kitchen, and Casey was lighting candles.

"Dude, what the fuck are you doing?" Raph asked, obviously annoyed. Casey just snickered.

"I'm setting up the board game." The raven said in a sly tone.

"What's the game?" Leo demanded to know.

"It's a Ouija Board." Casey sang out, not looking up from the last candle he was lighting. The brothers looked at each other. I have played with Ouija boards in the past. I'm pretty sure Karai and Shini have too, so we're not really scared of them. The turtles, however, had never played with one before, and I could tell they were all frightened.

"What!" Leo exclaimed, raising his arms in the air with a distasteful expression. "We can't play with that thing! Those things summon spirits!"

"What, are you too chicken to play?" Raph cackled, a devilish smirk on his face. Even though he was pretending to be brave, I could tell he was just as scared of the game as the rest of his brothers were. "You can't possibly be scared of that thing. It's a harmless board game."

"I'm not scared of it!" Leo defended himself. He looked around at everyone, and saw that none of us were buying it. "Fine, I'll play!"

We all took a seat around the table. The Ouija Board was facing Casey, giving me a 10.5 o’clock view of the board.

"I love these types of games!" Shini exclaimed, unable to hold in her excitement anymore. She opened the box and set it up. "Karai, remember when we contacted a spirit back in Japan?"

"Yeah, the spirit was fucking lame though. He only answered questions with yes or no answers."

"Okay, everyone, put your hand on the planchette." Casey instructed. We all did as he said. "We'll take turns asking questions. Who wants to go first?"

No one else volunteered, so I decided that I would give it a go. "What's your name?" I asked the most basic question I could think of. The planchette sat still for a couple seconds, before it started moving.

A - L - E - X - A - N - D - E - R

The planchette moves across the board to spell out the name 'Alexander'. I see Raph's expression fill with horror directly across from me. When he noticed me glancing at him, he quickly changed his expression back to his normal, annoyed look.

"Who's moving the piece?" Raph shouted, raising up his left arm and keeping his right hand down on the planchette. We all swore up and down that we didn't move the piece. After pressing into Mikey more, Raph gave up on interrogating and we continued the game.

"What year were you alive?" Donnie asked the next question.

1-8-6-2

The planchette moved from number to number, earning looks from everyone sitting around it.

“There’s no way it’s moving on it’s own!” Raphael was skeptical again. Karai just rolled her eyes and asked her question.

“Are you a good spirit or a bad spirit.” The kunoichi asked. The wooden planchette stayed still for a couple seconds before moving.

“No?” Leo asked, his face scrunching up in confusion. “What does it mean ‘no’?”

Crash!

The glass cup that was sitting on the counter behind them fell to the ground and shattered.

“Fuck!” Mikey jumped out of his chair, turning towards the sight. He lifted his hand off the planchette during the process. “How the hell did that happen, bros? I’m freaking out!”

“Calm down, Mikey.” Shinigami placed a comforting hand on his shoulder with a chuckle. “Relax, the spirits can’t hurt you.”

Mikey reluctantly sat back down again. It was Leo’s turn to ask a question.

“What age were you when you died?”

1-1

“Eleven.” I read out loud. “That’s terrible, poor thing.”

“Uh, how’d you die?” Raph asked after a little bit of time to think of a question.

F-I-R-E

The planchette shifted through the letters, spelling out “fire”. I assumed that meant their house burnt down.

I saw the fire flare up from a candle out of the corner of my eye, before it settled back down again. I moved my gaze upwards to see if anyone else caught that, but everyone else was to fixated on the board. I fixed my eyes back down on the board and tried to forget what happened. What the hell is going on with this thing?

It was now Casey’s turn to ask a question. I saw the corners of his mouth curl up in a smirk, which alerted me that whatever he was about to ask, it isn’t going to be pretty.

“How’s hell?” That fucking idiot. The planchette shook but remained on the E where it last moved.

“Casey, you fucking idiot!” Karai voiced my thoughts. “You’re never supposed to a spirit questions about heaven or hell!”

“This is about to get interesting.” Shinigami muttered under her breath.

G-O T-O H-E-L-L B-A-S-T-A-R-D

The spirit spelled out quickly, almost so fast that I couldn’t catch what it was saying. The fire from the candles flared up again. This time, everyone noticed as the glare from the flames bounced off the walls, adding to the creepiness of this all. I ducked down and chose to ignore it.

“Good going Casey, you made it angry!” Raph erupted.

“No, I just made this a little more interesting.” Casey pouted. “You should be glad, this game was boring.”

“Mikey, it’s your turn to ask a question.” Shinigami nudged him with her elbow.

“Uh,” He shifted uncomfortably. “What’s your favorite food?”

F-L-E-S-H

That was when it got even creepier. Flesh? What does it mean flesh?

“That’s it!” Leo jerked his hand off the planchette. “We’re not playing this anymore!”

“You can’t just chicken out now, dude! We have to wait until the spirit says goodbye!” Casey argued. Leo rolled his eyes and placed his hand back down.

“What type of flesh do you want?” Shini asked, because of course she had to ask the creepiest question she could think of.

C-A-S-E-Y-’S F-L-E-S-H

“Who’s moving it?!” Casey hollered out, looking more spooked than anyone else has tonight. “One of you has to be pushing it!”

“Obviously it’s Mikey who’s pushing it. He’s always pulling pranks on us!” Raph points his finger at Mikey in an accusatory manner. Poor Mikey, always getting blamed for everything.

“It can’t be him!” Karai defended the turtle in orange. “His teeth are clattering he’ so scared.” Mikey put his head down in embarrassment. “Plus, who’s to say it’s not you who’s moving it, Raph! You pull these kind of things too!”

“It’s not me!” Raph defended himself, getting more and more heated.

“It could be any of us who are moving it!” Casey spoke up. “The only way we can tell if someone is cheating is if we all put our heads down and let April read it.”

“Why me?” I didn’t want to be stuck reading off of the Ouija Board on my own. But, the more I thought about it, this was the only way we can figure out if this is real or not. “Fine, I’m in.”

Everyone promptly put their heads down and I took my hand off the planchette. I set my phone up to record everything that was happening so I could show them what happened afterwards. It’s my turn to ask a question.

“Uh, d-did you have any siblings?” I asked awkwardly. The planchette moved.

“Holy shit” I muttered, almost speechless. That’s when I realized no one had been cheating. The planchette was actually moving on it’s own.

“What happened?” Leo asked. His voice was muffled into his arm, and it took a second for me to process what he had asked.

“The planchette moved to three.” I mumbled out, my eyes were locked on the planchette.

“No way! You’re just trying to scare us!” Raph countered.

“Look up! It did move!” I defended myself quickly, not wanting to be accused of lying. Raph lifted his head up and scrunched his nose up at the sight, speechless.

“H-.....How?” He muttered, though it was barely audible at all. Mikey lifted his head up and looked, too.

“The spirit is real, bros!” He cried out. Everyone else lifted their heads up and looked at the board in, seeing that the planchette had indeed moved while they had their heads down.

“Maybe.... maybe it’s just a coincidence. How about we all put our heads down and Donnie will ask the next question.” Leo stuttered. He wasn’t sure what to do in this situation. They all put their heads down and Donnie asked the next question. I checked to make sure my phone was still recording.

“What were your sibling’s names?” He asked. I knew he asked that specific question because it required a long answer to be given.

T-H-O-M-A-S J-A-M-E-S P-H-I-L-I-P

I gasped. This confirms that the planchette had been moving on it’s own. The spirit was real. I didn’t know what to say out loud. I was in shock, I didn’t know what to say or do now. In all the other Ouija Board games I’ve played, it’s always been obvious that someone was moving the planchette on their own, and I was okay with that. It was all just fun and games. But this.... this is different.

“What happened?” Casey lifted up his head to look at the board. I was snapped back to reality. All he could see was the planchette resting underneath everyone’s hands on the letter P. “What happened, Ape?”

I grabbed my phone and hit stop recording. Everyone else had lifted their heads up from their arms and gave me questioning looks. I turned on the video and fast-forwarded to Donnie’s question. Mikey leaned over my shoulder to watch while everyone else stood behind me.

“What were your sibling’s names?” Donnie’s voice was muffled through my speaker. There was a strange static noise covering the audio. The planchette was clearly being moved, the letters were a little hard to discern with the bad camera quality. They spelled out exactly what I saw before. Thomas, James, and Philip.

What we saw next scared us all shitless.

A shadowy, small figure, stepped into view at the kitchen door for three seconds before seemingly disappearing into the darkness of the lair.

I could hardly believe my eyes. I questioned what I saw but when I looked at everyone else’s expressions, I knew that it indeed had happened.

After that, we stopped playing. We packed the board away and walked out of the kitchen one by one, going back to whatever activities we were doing before.

Even though we tried to forget, things weren’t really the same after that. Weird things started happening in the lair. Things would fall in the other room, lights would turn on and off, all the basic things you hear about hauntings. But that wasn’t all.

The boys all experienced nightmares and sleep paralysis at night, seeing shadowy figures in the corners of the room or next to their beds. This type of stuff isn’t normal for them.

I’m writing this a month later. I hope things go back to normal soon.

(Oop please give feedback.)

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themanicgalaxy · 4 years ago

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SPN 5X3 Free to be You and Me

huh oh right they're split up

boy I'm curious to see what's gonna happen

huh open on Sam

like yes, protagonist, but

JESSICA

man she hasn't aged

boy it's nice she's remembered tho

poor Sam and the constant violation of his bodily autonomy

see it's shot like that one lucifer thing

Oh simple man, ok wow

O H CUT TO DEAN

I like this one

Great American Loneliness

Dean canonically knows about twilight

goDDAMN THIS IS GOOD THO

OH MY GOD SAME WAY OF DEALING WITH MUSIC AND THE RADIO OMG

Bedlund started it and they all just liked it so much

CAS!! CAS CAS CAS!!

WHEN DID THEY TALK ABOUT IT

SKSKS HE CALLED BOBBY

O H RAPHAEL

teenage mutant ninja angel

OHDFSAO OH MY GOD

“are you flirting with me” “I’m fucking trying to”

IT’S A TROPE IT’S LITERALLY A RELATIONSHIP TROPE

Cas and his complete sincerity vs. Dean and quips :)

K E I T H ?

o h world peace oof

Sam the Slightly Off kid is SO GOOD

CAS THATS NOT A PLAN

AW HE’S TELLING HIM HUMANS LIE AWWWW

HE FIXES HIS TIE

A W W W W W

the president quip also feels pointed at the times

cas *stares*

THE BADGE THING AWWWW

IT’S THE DEMONS- no no it’s not

aww their dynamic is so good I love it

actual humor just by virtue of people oh my god I love castiel

BOBBY YOU SARCASTIC FUCKER

I do like the dichotomy of like…Sam liked hunting the most but has to give it up(established in the office au) like he’s growing into it

he fucking LOOKS ethereal

“you do” jesus cas

“last night on earth” I’m going feral what the fuck was this

NO HE’S FLIRTING HE’S 100% FLIRTING

S H Y C A S

they’re so fucking funny oh my god I’m cackling

BERT AND ERNIE COMMENT W H Y WHAT WAS THE POINT W H Y

listen…I get it…but also…apocalypse

Sam b ru h

although to be entirely fair, he might be more of a liability

aw I like Lindsay although she’s gonna be…dead probably

CASTIEL OH MY G OD

THE GAY PANIC

HE HAS BLUESCREENED SO HARD

HE IS CHUGGING THE BEER

THE FEAR IN HIS FUCKING EYES OH MY G O D

THIS IS FUCKING HILARIOUS OH MY GOD

HE LOOKED HER DEAD IN THE EYE AND BROUGHT UP HER ABSENT FATHER AHAHA

oh we’ve got themes of world weary in one way vs naive in one way and also knowledgable of the Universe vs the whole GED thing that gets brought up in fic and AAA

“years” oh no Dean :(

I do like the wandering archetype for him actually tbh

Aw she’s three years sober

“come and get me you little bastard” damn I LOVE HIM

WHELP IT WORKED!

IMAGERY WAS SO COOL

Also Dean hunches over they’re about the same height now

he deflects so Cas is ok aw

THE COMPOSURE CRACK! THE COMPOSURE CRACK!!!!

“It was his idea” * B I T C H *

gOd iS dEaD anD we have kIllEd Him

ah there we got to the lindsay death :(

the ages old “what do when god is gone, would he let this happen”

oH VERY NICE ABANDONMENT ISSUES WITH DEAN

“just cuz shit’s fucked up doesn’t mean you make it more fucked up” VERY NICE

“godless universe” and yeah it be like that

post office sksks

ooo it being lucifer is a Nice Touch

it’s not true but still cool

MY LITTLE BITCH

WHAT HE SAID AHAHA

ah JEEZ HE GOT FORCEFED THE BLOOD N O

and he does hulk out but like…human hulk out

AW DEAN CHECKED ON CAS

MISSING FATHERSSSS AW

“you gotta do what you believe” AWW

“we’re not so different you and I” type beat AW

Dean being happy without Sam is Ouch but also

it’s different with not being responsible for someone

aw he’s happy

nO CAS COME BACK NOT THAT ALONE

PEOPLE CAN CHANGE IS IMPORTANT MESSAGE

Ah it’s luci

whelp that must have been violating

heh vessel bros

“and I’ll just bring you back” IS H O R R I F Y I N G, and worse, it’s set up

sincere villain is so interesting though damn

okok wrap:

1. straining against budget. listen it’s painfully clear that Supernatural wants to be more than it is. Like the fact that they burn through a lot of really popular songs(budget) at the beginning is like. there’s a vision, and it can’t be reached. Although in some cases that constraint ends up for the better(I think my fav example is Misha’s crazy hair), other times it ends up well. But the idea that it wants to be more than it is? I go Feral, I want to Eat Glass

No wonder this is like the Most Fanficced Show

2. simple man. I really liked the mirroring montage. They lean TOO heavily on the radio gag(have it be a tape, have it be SOMETHING else so it’s not the same thing two episodes in a row) but I thought it was a good time passing/show the dichotomy montage

actually speaking of

3. dichotomy!! like we know from the office ep/season 4 Sam is down to fight(always more like John, always more taken in by revenge and pain and power etc etc), and Dean has been reticent, wants a normal life, in both Yellow Fever and office ep, and they had to do the other things. And “Weirder” still, Dean is happy! like yeah Sam is Burdened, but Dean is happy to just…vibe for the first time in his life

ok see it’s different cuz a younger sibling is still responsibility, it isn’t technically equal, so Dean was never able to relax because John’s an absent father. the younger sibling thing

but their dichotomy here was very good, and I liked the simple man was highlighted. Once again, Sam being miserable in a normal life(like he always prolly would have been) but Dean finding himself way from his family.

3. Sam I REALLY liked the wandering archetype for Sam. Him actually going to figure shit out would be interesting, but they never actually have the time, or leave the time, for people to go through with it and it’s a shame! Weird Kid Sam would be so cool to see around in a story

also sidetone, but once you notice how little agency Sam has like…ever…like wow, this kid never had a choice thanks to destiny, and that SUCKS

slowly getting more on the Sam Hype Train tbh

4. Cas listen. Not only is Cas’s grapple with his absent father cool, he’s genuinely funny to be around! Like him and Dean have a fucking fantastic dynamic, he Acts Different than Humans(thanks Misha Collins holy hell) so it’s incredibly clear something’s off and it’s just

like it’s so good to have a character like that, he’s just so cool.

Also…Dean was flirting. that was flirting. THAT WAS LITERALL-

WHY BRING UP BERT AND ERNIE LIKE THAT UNPROMPTED

THE CONSTANT LOOKING AT HIM

See I thought people were exagerrating! Like even Merlin I can kinda see what they were going for sometimes!

WHAT WAS THIS!? IT WAS SO CLEAR OH MY GOD

5. absent fathers. Ok listen. Dean sympathizing with Cas because of trying to find an absent father(ties into the beginning of the show, dad’s on a hunting trip etc) and giving him hope to find him is SO CUTE! Like Dean giving Cas hope because of similar situations! Cas letting Dean finally relax! GOOD

Also I mentioned it, but their dichotomy of like…I think streetsmarts(Dean) and booksmarts(Ig universesmarts tho, he knows a lot of Weird Things) IS SO INTERESTING and COOL and AHH

ALLONS Y

#pawswatchesspn #5x3 free to be you and me #Weird and Other Sam and Cas(although they’re that for different reasons) IS S O GOOD #also Destiel and Spirk are the same dynamic and it’s Really Funny to me

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zushiran-elris · 4 years ago

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Learn About the Language: Ngavid (Part 1 - Overview & Alphabet)

The ancient language of Liser is referred to as Ngavid, which literally translates to the word ‘tongue’

While Standard is the lingua franca in Liser, Ngavid is still used by scholars and the religious order, who study and translate old scrolls/texts from Liser’s Golden Age

There are 23 letters in the Ngavid alphabet (5 vowels, 18 consonants). They are as followed (Ngavid is on top, Standard is directly below it):

Each consonant is part of a family (blue underline). The first letter in each family (e.g. p, f, t) is called a leading consonant. Each family, with two exceptions, has their own designated vowel, characterized by a leading letter with a dot above it

The designated vowels are used as a guide to pronounce each letter. p-b-m is pronounced as ‘pa-ba-ma’. f and v are pronounced ‘fe’ and ‘ve’. The same rule applies for all other families that have designated vowels. r-l are pronounced with the vowel ‘i’, while sh-ch-ng are pronounced with the vowel ‘o’

Let’s try using the alphabet in practice! (below the cut)

We’ll use one of the default names of our pet bird (Alvi). Using the Ngavid alphabet, “Alvi” would be spelt:

If you were you were to tell someone how to spell it, you would say the letters are “a-li-ve-i”

Let’s try one more! What if we translate something from Standard into Ngavid? We’ll use the name of one of our ROs, R (Raphael/Rachael)

You might’ve realized that Ngavid doesn’t have certain letters that Standard does, those being c, q, w, x, y, and z. This is because they, excluding ‘c’, ‘q’ and ‘y’ (a hard ‘c’ and ‘q’ is represented as ‘k’, a soft ‘c’ is ‘s’, ‘y’ is ‘i’), are made up of a combination of letters (kind of like cursive!). The combinations are below (Ngavid alphabet on top, approximate pronunciation in the middle, and Standard equivalent at the bottom):

Ngavid is phonetic. Each letter is phonetically consistent. A lot of Standard words are spelt differently in Ngavid because of this

In that vein, Raphael would be (Rafael) while Rachael would be (Rakael). Aloud, these two sound the same. Written down, however, you can see they’re both one letter short (no ‘h’)

Once again, saying these letters would be “ra-a-fe/ku-a-e-li”

Give the alphabet a go yourself! :D

#liserian language #worldbuilding #interactive fiction #cog #choice of games #wip #under the camphor tree #seriously though i'd be happy if you could try it #i might've missed a few sounds #since i based the phonetics on english #(which is what 'standard' is i'm so sorry)#so we can all fix the alphabet together!#(i also don't know if the explanation made any sense haha;;;;)#edit: i'm an idiot i forgot about 'ng'#that's our first amendment

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symphonic--chaos · 5 years ago

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So I started writing a 1x10 - The World Inverted fic, after Magnus caves and starts dating Alec after the whole Clary/Jace swap. I don't know I'm really ever going to finish it, but here's what I do have because I found it again today and laughed too loud at Magnus' burn @ Robert.

Warning: Homophobic insults, 3rd degree verbal burns, asshole Robert, b o s s b i t c h Magnus

All things considered, this day was going great. Maryse had welcomed him into the family with arms wide, Alec later informing him that she'd seen him before, once when he showed up at 2am because he couldn't sleep, and the other when Magnus had brought Alec the surprise lunch at work (including a plate for him to give her.) It was a little embarrassing knowing these things considering he hadn't introduced himself before, but Magnus knew it could have gone horribly wrong instead of amazingly right as it was.

He could hear Raphael laughing at something with Izzy and in the back of his mind he could see Simon glaring daggers into Raphael's back, he couldn't accept that the two had been childhood friends and she would forever be closer to him than her own boyfriend. A boyfriend, Magnus had noticed, that didn't seem like he would be around for much longer. Whether it was the feuds they continued to get in, the suspicions of Simon hooking up with some girl named Maia, or the dirty looks Raphael always gave him (with the insulting mutters to accompany them) because of those suspicions... Magnus was unsure, but he would be happy for Izzy because she, in turn, would be happy.

Rummaging through his jacket pocket for his chapstick with a hum along to the catchy Spanish song playing from downstairs, he didn't realize someone was coming up the stairs. Didn't realize he was being watched or approached until the shuffling of feet were in the doorway. Magnus' fingers closed around the lip balm as he turned quickly, accidentally dropping the jacket to the floor. Robert.

A feeling of dread and coldness swept through Magnus' body as he swallowed, silently staring at Alec's father who was staring at the floor and seeming as though he was trying to find words to say. Finally, the older man looked up and gave him one of the most forced smiles Magnus had ever had the displeasure of seeing. It looked strained, and all Magnus could think was how many constipated people could get themselves to shit easier than this impending trainwreck was managing to just curl up his lips.

"My son... Isn't gay. He's interested in girls." Robert said finally, giving a smile like that of a wolf that finally cornered the deer.

Magnus almost laughed, knowing fully well that Alec was as gay as gay could be. He was gayer than gay. Alec could have literally passed as the typical TV trope gay without putting in much effort, and the fact that Robert couldn't see that...

Magnus leaned down and picked up his jacket off the floor, placing it back onto Alec's bed. "I... I really don't think you know your so-"

"My son is straight. Both of my children are. So whatever this ..." Robert's hand waved vaguely in Magnus' general direction before he continued, "persuasion you're trying to do is, it's not going to work. You're not going to get in there, under his skin. He won't be a fag like you so clearly want him to be."

Neither had heard Izzy coming up the stairs to check on Magnus, neither had heard her soft gasp at her father's words, or see the rage on her face as her grip tightened on the railing. Her cheeks were red and her jaw set as she clenched her teeth, forcing herself to stay there, hidden behind the wall as she heard someone's feet shifting forward as if to walk away. What she couldn't see was that it was Magnus who, at the insult, had a small grin forming on his lips. He was used to this type of insult and many more. Fag, queer, homo, gay grandpa because of the sweaters he so loved wearing.

Magnus' steps stopped beside Robert, pausing on their way out the door as he looked forward, his body aching to keep moving but his mind telling him that he better not dare. His heart pounded so loud he could hear it, his mouth speaking to Robert before he could stop himself, his voice low, but amused.

"I'm bisexual, your son is gay, he was the one that asked me out, that kissed me first. To touch me first. Your straight boy made all the moves and it's not me you should be worrying about getting into him. He was the one in me last night, and the night before. "

Izzy almost screamed with laughter at hearing Magnus' words, her hand covering her mouth as she held it back. Her sneakers thudded loudly on the wooden stairs as she went up to rescue Magnus, knowing that would have driven her father over the edge.

"Maaaaagnuuuus! Come on! Mom's got the cake coming out soon!" She announced cheerfully as she rounded the corner and stopped, acting as though she was surprised to see them both. She smiled brightly at her father and waved, then took Magnus' hand, tugging on it to get him to follow her. "You coming with us, dad?"

"I'll..." Izzy could read the anger in Robert's face clear as day. She could see the way his hand had clenched into a fist and how Magnus still stood his ground despite it. "I'll be right down." Robert forced out, looking away from them both. Robert was clearly in denial and Magnus wondered then how long it had been like that.

"Okay! Come on Magnus, you're gonna love the cake. It's me and Alec's favorite, maybe he'll feed you some!" Izzy wiggled her eyebrows and laughed- she couldn't hear what she had and not fuel the fire.

Magnus chuckled and nodded, following after her to the others downstairs without giving a second glance to Robert.

Checkmate.

#malec #robert lightwood #isabelle lightwood #my fics

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crazyfreckledginger · 6 years ago

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Is the A-Z still open? Would you be willing to write one starring Raphael? ♥️

A/N: zoifhzo this made me a lil uncomfortable, so I’m sorry if anyone wanted some TMNT smut but I won’t be doing any smut for this fandom anymore.

Warning: smut

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He’s really caring, a huge cuddle bug, even if it’s suitable for work cuddling, it’s something he would ever admit, but he likes it because it’s with you.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves his muscles, no surprise there – and he’ll use it against you because he knows you like it as well. On you, he loves your ass and your hips.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He likes cumming inside of you because it’s clean and he might get embarassed when he’s not in the eat anymore.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He likes it when you ride him, a huge huge turn on.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

You’re his only one, he doesn’t know anything about what he’s even supposed to do, but over time with you, he understands what you like.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Doggy style, definitely.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He could not be goofy, you’re his only one so he doesn’t want to embarass any of you.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

I think the fact that he’s a turtle is pretty self-explanatory lmao.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Very very romantic and intimate, expect if he’s pissed or tired, will be a bit rougher during those times.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He has sometimes, when he needs you but you’re not there, however, he doesn’t like it as much because he’s a little embarassed about it.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

He kind of likes light bondage on you, it’s really hot, he has an ass kink as well, he’s more than willing to spank you.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

In the beginning, it was in your apartment because he was not going to do it in his room because his brothers would be close.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Your teasing would definitely be a huge turn on. Other than that, if he’s had a rough patrol that will definitely put him in the mood.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything that could midly harm you.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He would love giving just as much as receiving.

P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Fast and rough most of the time, if he feels romantic or you asked for it, he would be slow and sensual.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

It depends on his mood if he likes quickies. Usually, he prefers actual sex so he can savour you fully, but sometimes he just need release before patrol.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

As he becomes more confident, he would be a lot more willing to experiment. You guys don’t experiement every time but more often than not, you try something new to spice things up.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He has huge stamina, so usually, you’re the one who dictates how many rounds you have. However, he doesn’t last very long.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

No toys, not him, nor you, he wouldn’t use toys because he would be way to embarassed.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

As he gets used to your teasing, he would like to tease you back though. If he’s needy or tired though, he would just take you somewhere private.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He’s loud when he’s tired, since he was embarassed when you first started, he kept decently quiet and it kinda stuck over time.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He would be more than willing to tie your hands behind your back with his bandana.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

He’s big and thick.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He has a decently high sex drive, it really depends on the day, most times he can control his sex drives, but sometimes he really just can’t.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He can go a whole day without sleeping honestly.

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THE BOOK OF TOBIAS Or Tobit* - From The Douay-Rheims Bible - Latin Vulgate

Chapter 5

INTRODUCTION.

This Book takes its name from the holy man Tobias, whose wonderful virtues are herein recorded. It contains most excellent documents of great piety, extraordinary patience, and of perfect resignation to the will of God. His humble prayer was heard, and the angel Raphael was sent to relieve him: he is thankful, and praises the Lord, calling on the children of Israel to do the same. Having lived to the age of one hundred and two years, he exhorts his son and grandsons to piety, foretells the destruction of Ninive, and the rebuilding of Jerusalem: he dies happily. Ch. --- The Jews themselves have a great regard for the book of Tobias; (Grot. Sixtus Senens. viii.) which Origen (ad Afric.) says they "read in Hebrew," meaning probably the Chaldee, (C.) out of which language S. Jerom translated it, preferring to displease the Pharisaical Jews, rather than not to satisfy the desires of the holy bishops Chromatius and Heliodorus. Ep. t. iii. W. --- The Greek version seems to have been taken from another copy, or it has been executed with greater liberty by the Hellenist Jews, between the times of the Sept. and of Theodotion. C. --- Huet and Prideaux esteem it more original; and Houbigant has translated it in his Bible, as the Council of Trent only spoke of the Latin editions then extant; and S. Jerom followed in his version the Hebrew one of a Jew, as he did not understand the Chaldee. H. --- The Syriac and the modern Hebrew edition of Fagius, agree mostly with the Greek, as that of Munster and another Heb. copy of Huet, and the Arabic version, both unpublished, are more conformable to the Vulgate. The most ancient Latin version used before S. Jerom, was taken from the Greek; and the Fathers who lived in those ages, speak of it when they call the book of Tobias canonical. S. Aug. leaves it, however, to adopt S. Jerom's version, in his Mirrour. The copies of all these versions vary greatly, (C.) though the substance of the history is still the same; and in all we discover the virtues of a good parent, of a dutiful son, and virtuous husband, beautifully described. H. --- "The servant of God, holy Tobias, is given to us after the law for an example, that we might know how to practise what we read; and that if temptations assail us, we may not depart from the fear of God, nor expect help from any other." S. Aug. q. 119. ex utroque Test. --- The four first chapters exhibit the holy life of old Tobias, and the eight following, the journey and affairs of his son, directed by Raphael. In the two last chapters they praise God, and the elder Tobias foretells the better state of the commonwealth. W. --- It is probable that both left records, from which this work has been compiled, with a few additional observations. It was written during (C.) or after the captivity of Babylon. E. --- The Jews had then little communication with each other, in different kingdoms. Tobias was not allowed to go into Media, under Sennacherib; and it is probable that the captives at Babylon would be under similar restrictions; so that we do not need to wonder that they were unacquainted with this history of a private family, the records of which seem to have been kept at Ecbatana. The original Chaldee is entirely lost, so that it is impossible to ascertain whether the Greek or the Vulg. be more conformable to it. The chronology of the latter seems however more accurate, as the elder Tobias foretold the destruction of Ninive, twenty-three years before the event, which his son just beheld verified, dying in the 18th year of king Josias. The accounts which appear to sectaries to be fabulous, may easily be explained. Houbigant. --- Josephus and Philo omit this history. C.

* One of the seven Deutero-Canonical books, missing from most non-Catholic Bibles.

The additional Notes in this Edition of the New Testament will be marked with the letter A. Such as are taken from various Interpreters and Commentators, will be marked as in the Old Testament. B. Bristow, C. Calmet, Ch. Challoner, D. Du Hamel, E. Estius, J. Jansenius, M. Menochius, Po. Polus, P. Pastorini, T. Tirinus, V. Bible de Vence, W. Worthington, Wi. Witham. — The names of other authors, who may be occasionally consulted, will be given at full length.

Verses are in English and Latin. HAYDOCK CATHOLIC BIBLE COMMENTARY

This Catholic commentary on the Old Testament, following the Douay-Rheims Bible text, was originally compiled by Catholic priest and biblical scholar Rev. George Leo Haydock (1774-1849). This transcription is based on Haydock's notes as they appear in the 1859 edition of Haydock's Catholic Family Bible and Commentary printed by Edward Dunigan and Brother, New York, New York.

TRANSCRIBER'S NOTES

Changes made to the original text for this transcription include the following:

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Footnotes. The original text indicates footnotes with special characters, including the astrisk (*) and printers' marks, such as the dagger mark, the double dagger mark, the section mark, the parallels mark, and the paragraph mark. In this transcription all these special characters have been replaced by numbers in square brackets, such as [1], [2], [3], etc.

Accent marks. The original text contains some English letters represented with accent marks. In this transcription, those letters have been rendered in this transcription without their accent marks.

Other special characters.

Solid horizontal lines of various lengths that appear in the original text have been represented as a series of consecutive hyphens of approximately the same length, such as ---.

Ligatures, single characters containing two letters united, in the original text in some Latin expressions have been represented in this transcription as separate letters. The ligature formed by uniting A and E is represented as Ae, that of a and e as ae, that of O and E as Oe, and that of o and e as oe.

Monetary sums in the original text represented with a preceding British pound sterling symbol (a stylized L, transected by a short horizontal line) are represented in this transcription with a following pound symbol, l.

The half symbol (1/2) and three-quarters symbol (3/4) in the original text have been represented in this transcription with their decimal equivalent, (.5) and (.75) respectively.

Unreadable text. Places where the transcriber's copy of the original text is unreadable have been indicated in this transcription by an empty set of square brackets, [].

Chapter 5

Young Tobias seeking a guide for his journey, the angel Raphael, in shape of a man, undertaketh this office.

[1] Then Tobias answered his father, and said: I will do all things, father, which thou hast commanded me.

Tunc respondit Tobias patri suo, et dixit : Omnia quaecumque praecepisti mihi faciam, pater.

[2] But how I shall get this money, I cannot tell; he knoweth me not, and I know not him: what token shall I give him? nor did I ever know the way which leadeth thither.

Quomodo autem pecuniam hanc requiram, ignoro : ille me nescit, et ego eum ignoro : quod signum dabo ei? sed neque viam, per quam pergatur illuc, aliquando cognovi.

[3] Then his father answered him, and said: I have a note of his hand with me, which when thou shalt shew him, he will presently pay it.

Tunc pater suus respondit illi, et dixit : Chirographum quidem illius penes me habeo : quod dum illi ostenderis, statim restituet.

[4] But go now, and seek thee out some faithful man, to go with thee for his hire: that thou mayst receive it, while I yet live.

Sed perge nunc, et inquire tibi aliquem fidelem virum, qui eat tecum salva mercede sua : ut, dum adhuc vivo, recipias eam.

[5] Then Tobias going forth, found a beautiful young man, standing girded, and as it were ready to walk.

Tunc egressus Tobias, invenit juvenem splendidum, stantem praecinctum, et quasi paratum ad ambulandum.

[6] And not knowing that he was an angel of God, he saluted him, and said: From whence art thou, good young man?

Et ignorans quod angelus Dei esset, salutavit eum, et dixit : Unde te habemus, bone juvenis?

[7] But he answered: Of the children of Israel. And Tobias said to him: Knowest thou the way that leadeth to the country of the Medes?

At ille respondit : Ex filiis Israel. Et Tobias dixit ei : Nosti viam, quae ducit in regionem Medorum?

[8] And he answered: I know it: and I have often walked through all the ways thereof, and I have abode with Gabelus our brother, who dwelleth at Rages a city of the Medes, which is situate in the mount of Ecbatana.

Cui respondit : Novi : et omnia itinera ejus frequenter ambulavi, et mansi apud Gabelum fratrem nostrum : qui moratur in Rages civitate Medorum, quae posita est in monte Ecbatanis.

[9] And Tobias said to him: Stay for me, I beseech thee, till I tell these same things to my father.

Cui Tobias ait : Sustine me obsecro, donec haec ipsa nuntiem patri meo.

[10] Then Tobias going in told all these things to his father. Upon which his father being in admiration, desired that he would come in unto him.

Tunc ingressus Tobias, indicavit universa haec patri suo. Super quae admiratus pater, rogavit ut introiret ad eum.

[11] So going in he saluted him, and said: Joy be to thee always.

Ingressus itaque salutavit eum, et dixit : Gaudium tibi sit semper.

[12] And Tobias said: What manner of joy shall be to me, who sit in darkness, and see not the light of heaven?

Et ait Tobias : Quale gaudium mihi erit, qui in tenebris sedeo, et lumen caeli non video?

[13] And the young man said to him: Be of good courage, thy cure from God is at hand.

Cui ait juvenis : Forti animo esto : in proximo est ut a Deo cureris.

[14] And Tobias said to him: Canst thou conduct my son to Gabelus at Rages, a city of the Medes? and when thou shalt return, I will pay thee thy hire.

Dixit itaque illi Tobias : Numquid poteris perducere filium meum ad Gabelum in Rages civitatem Medorum? et cum redieris, restituam tibi mercedem tuam.

[15] And the angel said to him: I will conduct him thither, and bring him back to thee.

Et dixit ei angelus : Ego ducam, et reducam eum ad te.

[16] And Tobias said to him: I pray thee, tell me, of what family, or what tribe art thou?

Cui Tobias respondit : Rogo te, indica mihi de qua domo, aut de qua tribu es tu.

[17] And Raphael the angel answered: Dost thou seek the family of him thou hirest, or the hired servant himself to go with thy son?

Cui Raphael angelus dixit : Genus quaeris mercenarii, an ipsum mercenarium, qui cum filio tuo eat?

[18] But lest I should make thee uneasy, I am Azarias the son of the great Ananias.

Sed ne forte sollicitum te reddam, ego sum Azarias Ananiae magni filius.

[19] And Tobias answered: Thou art of a great family. But I pray thee be not angry that I desired to know thy family.

Et Tobias respondit : Ex magno genere es tu. Sed peto ne irascaris quod voluerim cognoscere genus tuum.

[20] And the angel said to him: I will lead thy son safe, and bring him to thee again safe.

Dixit autem illi angelus : Ego sanum ducam, et sanum tibi reducam filium tuum.

[21] And Tobias answering, said: May you have a good journey, and God be with you in your way, and his angel accompany you.

Respondens autem Tobias, ait : Bene ambuletis, et sit Deus in itinere vestro, et angelus ejus comitetur vobiscum.

[22] Then all things being ready, that were to be carried in their journey, Tobias bade his father and his mother farewell, and they set out both together.

Tunc paratis omnibus, quae erant in via portanda, fecit Tobias vale patri suo et matri suae, et ambulaverunt ambo simul.

[23] And when they were departed, his mother began to weep, and to say: Thou hast taken the staff of our old age, and sent him away from us.

Cumque profecti essent, coepit mater ejus flere, et dicere : Baculum senectutis nostrae tulisti, et transmisisti a nobis.

[24] I wish the money for which thou hast sent him, had never been.

Numquam fuisset ipsa pecunia, pro qua misisti eum.

[25] For poverty was sufficient for us, that we might account it as riches, that we saw our son.

Sufficiebat enim nobis paupertas nostra, ut divitias computaremus hoc, quod videbamus filium nostrum.

[26] And Tobias said to her: Weep not, our son will arrive thither safe, and will return safe to us, and thy eyes shall see him.

Dixitque ei Tobias : Noli flere : salvus perveniet filius noster, et salvus revertetur ad nos, et oculi tui videbunt illum.

[27] For I believe that the good angel of God doth accompany him, and doth order all things well that are done about him, so that he shall return to us with joy.

Credo enim quod angelus Dei bonus comitetur ei, et bene disponat omnia, quae circa eum geruntur, ita ut cum gaudio revertatur ad nos.

[28] At these words his mother ceased weeping, and held her peace.

Ad hanc vocem cessavit mater ejus flere, et tacuit.

Commentary:

Ver. 2. I cannot. Gr. "as I know him not; and he gave him the handwriting, and said to him: Seek," &c. H. --- The Gr. &c. had not before noticed this token. C. --- Hitherto Tobit had spoken in the first person. H.

Ver. 5. Beautiful; resplendent with celestial majesty. C. --- Gr. "he found Raphael, who was an angel, and he knew it not, and said to him: Canst thou go with me to Rages, of Media, and art thou acquainted with the places?" H. --- This angel prefigured Jesus Christ, who took indeed Our human nature. V. Bede. W.

Ver. 7. Israel. This is not in Greek, &c. But the old Vulg. has, "Raphael answered, of the children of Israel, thy brethren, I am come hither for work," (H.) or employment. C.

Ver. 8. Often. Gr. "lodged with Gabael, our brother, and Tobias," &c.

Ver. 11. He saluted. Gr. "they saluted each other." H. --- The rest till v. 16, is omitted also in Syr. and Fagius. But the Heb. of Munster nearly agrees with the Vulg. C.

Ver. 18. But lest. Gr. Comp. "and Tobit said, brother, I wish to know thy race and thy name. But he replied, I am of the race of Azarias, and of Ananias, who is also thy brother." Whitaker would have this to be a lie. H. --- But the apparitions of angels are not to be examined by the ordinary rules of life. They take the name of God without scruple, as they acted in his name. Gen. xxxi. 11. C. M. T. --- Azarias. The angel took the form of Azarias; and therefore might call himself by the name of the man whom he personated. Azarias, in Hebrew, signifies the help of God; and Ananias, the grace of God. Ch. --- Tobias had not inquired whether he was a man or an angel, as Houbigant answers the objection of Prideaux. H. --- The "help and medicine of God" nearly correspond. W.

Ver. 19. Thy family. Gr. Syr. &c. add, "Thou art my brother, of a noble and good race. For I know Ananias and Jonathan, sons of the great Semei, as we went together to Jerusalem to adore, carrying the first-born, and tithes of the produce; and they did not join in the error of their brethren. Thou art of a great stock, brother. But tell me what reward I shall give thee? A drachm a day, and what may be requisite for thee and for my son. And I will give more than the hire if you return in health. And they agreed; and he said to Tobias, Be in readiness for the journey, and may you be directed: and his son prepared the requisites for the journey," &c. H.

Ver. 22. Then all. It was not easy to procure provisions on the road. --- Together. Gr. and Syr. add, (C.) "and the dog of the child with them."

Ver. 27. Angel. This was the persuasion of the ancient Hebrews, approved by the gospel. Mat. xviii. 10. Some of the fathers also believed that each person had an evil angel tempting him to sin. Orig. S. Greg. Nys. Vit. Mosis. Cassian, col. viii. 17. C. - But this opinion is discarded. H.

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A P P E A R A N C E Height: 6'0" Hair: Sandy blond/light brown, varies between being short and super well groomed, or being longer and more unruly, with some waviness. Currently it is in its longer state. Facial Hair: He prefers to have some facial hair, and usually only shaves if it’s required for work. He never has a full beard or anything, but he’s gotta have some scruff or he looks too young. Eye Colour: Steel gray Skin Tone: He loves the outdoors, so he has a bit of a tan going. However, he is careful about protecting his skin with sunscreen, moisturizers, etc, so he isn’t super tan. Clothing: Maybe they’re nude Distinguishing Marks: When he smiles, his eyes crinkle up a bunch in the corners and it is very adorable. He also has a tattoo on his ribcage of a very colorful little bird, done in sort of a watercolor style. Face Claim: Aaron Tveit

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H I S T O R Y Job History: He didn’t have a proper job until he moved to New York– before then he just helped out and volunteered at various town events, performed in a lot of small local shows, high school plays, etc. Once he moved to New York, he was lucky enough to have a full scholarship to Juilliard which meant tuition wasn’t a worry for him, so he just worked part time at Jamba Juice to cover his other expenses until he graduated and started getting regular work. Now that he’s had some time off, he has done a few odd jobs around town, mostly just to help out where help is needed. He already has plenty of money to last him for a while, but he likes feeling useful. Fondest Memories: He has a lot of fond memories with his grandma, his teenage years in Berlin, etc. His first few actual Broadway shows. Receiving any of the awards he’s gotten, especially his Tony, which he really didn’t think he was going to win. Worst Experiences: Various terrible experiences with his emotionally abusive father, ending with his father leaving to be with another woman when Ollie was eleven. His mother constantly being drunk and blaming him for his father leaving them, then finally ditching Ollie with his grandma in Maryland before promptly dropping off the face of the earth. His grandma passing away of a sudden heart attack about five years ago.

C O M M U N I C A T I O N Speech Pace/Style: If he’s doing any sort of press event or a meet and greet or anything like that, then Ollie makes a point of sounding much more confident and outgoing than he actually is. But in his personal life and in more casual situations he is a lot more soft-spoken and reserved– not necessarily shy, but a bit withdrawn, preferring to let others talk or to keep the conversation superficial. Accent: American when he speaks English, French when he speaks French. Usual Curse Words: Often mutters “merde” to himself if the situation calls for it. He will also say “damn” and “shit” on occasion but generally keeps his language somewhat clean. You know, for his wholesome image.

P E R S O N A L I T Y, M I N D S E T, A N D B E L I E F S Personality Type: ISFP-A Sense of Humor: If he’s in the right mood and around the right people, Ollie can be a very fun person– not a huge dork or anything, but easy to make laugh and fond of (gently) teasing the people he likes best. But a lot of the time he is unfortunately far too serious for his own good, far more serious than he would like to be. It’s difficult for him to let go and lighten up. Habits: If there is a song playing that he knows, he can’t help but sing along. Runs both hands through his hair a lot, especially when it’s long. Fears/Phobias: Ollie has a huge fear of being abandoned/forgotten, which leads him to push people away and avoid forming deep attachments as a defense mechanism. But unfortunately he also has a fear of being alone and unloved, which makes him want to let people in, but then he’s afraid of them leaving him, so it’s just a vicious cycle. Strengths: Ollie is very good at making conversation, making a good first impression and projecting an air of warmth that makes people feel at ease– all things that are useful in his line of work, and leads to him being quite popular wherever he goes. He is always willing to help anyone in need, whether it’s helping someone run lines for a show or doing random manual labor around town. Since he’s been home, he’s spent a considerable amount of his time helping people out, doing odd jobs or accompanying his elderly neighbor to the store and helping him carry his groceries back. Flaws: Ollie’s biggest flaw is probably the fact that he often sees himself as being above other people. Not as if he deserves more than others do, but that he tends to assume he is smarter than most others, or that he knows better than others do. This can lead to him being condescending, although he doesn’t always mean to be. He is also emotionally unavailable. In spite of being a friendly, kind person, Ollie has a hard time making deeper connections and opening up to people. He has a lot of walls built up around him, and the only time those come down is when he’s performing. Hopes/Desires: All of his hopes and desires revolve around his career at the moment. He just wants to be able to have a long singing career, be in lots of shows, etc., and he doesn't particularly care about getting any awards (though he wouldn't complain if he did). Secretly, he also wants to be in a relationship and maybe even get married someday, but he hasn't allowed himself to get his hopes up for that. Self-Esteem: It's not terrible but it's not great either. As confident as he is in himself, and as highly as he thinks of himself in certain regards, he is very unsure of himself a lot of the time and is insecure when it comes to friendships or relationships of any kind. Religion: He wants to believe in a higher power, but he doesn’t really. It just doesn’t seem possible to him.

R A N D O M Sleeping Position: Ollie generally sleeps either on his back, or on his right side with one leg stretched out in front of him. Boxers or Briefs?: He has both, as well as several pairs of boxer-briefs, and just wears whatever he feels like that day. Day or Night?: When he’s working then he generally prefers nighttime, as that’s when the majority of the performances take place. But since he’s been back home he’s preferred daytime, since there’s more to do in the daytime. Top or Bottom?: He’s honestly more of a bottom, but he has been in relationships where he topped the majority of the time. He’s fine with both, but prefers to bottom. Partying or Relaxing?: Although Ollie enjoys the atmosphere of parties and doesn’t generally have a bad time at them, he’s more of the relaxing type and kinda likes being a hermit.

R E L A T I O N S H I P S Closest Friend: Ollie is a friendly person, but he’s not particularly close to anyone. He’s much too guarded to allow anyone closer than arm’s length. But he has a lot of friends in New York who are always up for a good time, and he is very well known and loved back at home in Berlin, having lived there since he was thirteen. Relationship History: Ollie has been in several relationships, all of which ended for the same reason– he is too cold, too emotionally unavailable, too guarded. It’s depressing for him because he’s always felt that he’s trying his best to open up, but it’s apparently not enough. He’s sort of given up hope on ever finding someone who will understand him, or who can at least be patient with him. Sexual Partners: Around ten or so. Thoughts About Sex: He thinks sex is okay, but honestly, he’s never really had any mind-blowing experiences or anything. This is probably due to the fact that he has a hard time actually letting go and allowing himself to just enjoy it. Even when he’s been in relationships, he’s preferred masturbating because it’s more satisfying for him.

P A R E N T S & G R A N D M O T H E R Name(s): Giulia and Marceau Belmont, Berenice Lambert (maternal grandmother) Occupation(s): He has no idea what his father is doing now. Last he heard from his mom, she was in school to become a drug counselor. His grandmother wrote mystery novels with very punny names– not bestsellers or anything, but she did alright for herself and had some dedicated fans. Religion: His parents didn’t practice religion at all, and his grandmother only went to the local Christian church to socialize. She never forced Ollie to go with her if he didn’t feel like it, though he started going more often once he was asked to be part of the choir. Quality of Relationship With Ollie: Ollie hasn’t seen his father since he was eleven, and doesn’t care to see him ever again. His mother got back in contact with him just after he turned eighteen, told him she was trying to turn over a new leaf and that she wanted to apologize for everything she had done to hurt him. Their relationship is still very strained, but Ollie doesn’t mind seeing her now and then, since he can see that she’s making an effort. His relationship with his grandma was fantastic, though, and she was more of a mother to him than his actual mother. Living/Deceased: His parents are both still alive, but his grandmother passed away.

D A I L Y L I F E Living Arrangements: Right now he lives in his grandmother’s old house, which she left to him when she passed away. He hasn’t changed anything in the house– he’s kept all her furniture and everything exactly the way she left it. In New York, he has a fairly nice apartment, done up in a sort of modern, minimalist style. Honestly, as much as he likes his apartment, he likes his grandma’s house just a liiittle bit more.

#character: oliver belmont #ship: dallas/oliver #character sheet

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smallhorizons · 7 years ago

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47, 49, 56

bookkbaby said: Ack, not 49, I meant 59 and hell, 58 and 63

muchas gracias mon cher

47. One thing I really hope to happen

in the realm of ‘actual feasible things’ i hope that castiel is given agency in season 13 and that he is shown care & compassion from both dean & sam in a way that makes it clear he is not a weapon, nor are his continuous sacrifices necessary for dean & sam to appreciate him

56. Did I join tumblr because of the show?

Nah. This blog was actually created December 2011 and I was super into Doctor Who at the time. I’d had another blog a few years prior on tumblr (2009ish?) but deleted it because it got super poisonous for me. I don’t remember how I first got onto tumblr. Maybe I saw people on FF.net or LiveJournal talking about it? Idk that was almost 10 years ago (JESUS fucking christ) so I don’t remember the circumstances clearly.

58. What characters from other shows if like to see on Supernatural?

Okay so we all know I’ve been obsessed with Black Sails recently and. My mind was kind of wandering earlier and I thought about the Supernatural time travel eps and so then I was like, o word, what if Black Sails didn’t exist in the Supernatural universe and instead was actually the legit history of the golden age of piracy? And for some reason there was a spell ingredient or SOMETHING that the angels lost track of in the 1700s in the ~new world~ that could help avert the apocalypse, circa season 5 of supernatural? so Cas brings dean & sam back in time and they land in nassau? and they meet Flint? and Dean totally idolizes the dude, of course, bc he’s badass and a genius and his sense of fashion helps, obviously (think elliot ness). AND THEN dean finds out flint is SUPER FUCKING GAY and he’s like ?? what ?? ?/ ? ? ? ? ? men ? ? who are badass? ? ?? and macho ???? c AN B E IN TO OTHER DUDES ??? or DUDE - SHAPED BEINGS???? side-eyeing cas all the time

meanwhile flint is just like “who the fuck are you and get the fuck off my ship”

anyway so yeah. that was rambly but hey ya know, of all the crossovers, why not?

59. Do I still like the show?

lol

63. Characters that deserved better

LMAO

charlie, kevin, gordon, naomi, anna, alicia banes, ruby, meg (even tho it leaves a bad taste in my mouth to admit it lmao), abaddon, raphael, god, literally EVERY WOMAN AND QUEER CHARACTER AND CHARACTER OF COLOR on this show deserve better

also cas because cas always deserves better t b q f h

#osiris rambles on #answered #bookkbaby #askbox games for ts #supernatural

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tmnt-imagines · 8 years ago

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A-Z Prompts: Raph

Requests are still closed, but I thought I would do this one quickly; so send me up to 4 letters, and I will answer them for our favourite bad boy, Raphael.

A - AFFECTION (PDA)

B - BODY PART

C - CONTACT NAME

D - DATES

E - EVENINGS (first time basically)

F - FIGHTS

G - GIFTS

H - HICKIES

I - I LOVE YOUs

J - JEALOUSY

K - CLOTHES (i know it doesn’t begin with K just go with it)

L - LABELS

M - MATING SEASON

N - NICKNAMES

O - OVER (break up)

P - PROTECTIVENESS

Q - MISSING YOU(i know it doesn’t begin with Q but who cares)

R - RESTRICTIONS

S - SLEEPING

T - TEASING

U - UNWELL

V - VIOLENCE

W - WEAKNESS

X - KISSES

Y - YOUR BEST FRIEND

Z - PASS TIME (i know it doesn’t begin with Z but oh well)

#tmnt donatello #tmnt raphael #tmnt donnie #tmnt raph #tmnt leonardo #tmnt leo #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt mikey #tmnt imagine #tmnt raphael x reader #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2016 #teenage mutant ninja turtles

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angclwiings-archived · 7 years ago

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♔ Kings & Rebels ♚

starter for @captivatingdesires

The pain was telling him NOT to move.

It dripped from his lip, and down his chin it went. Blood was rolling out like he drank water and didn’t close his mouth.

B l u e e y e s turned to face the other angel in the room. His head rolled to have an ear against his shoulder when he looked to her. Those shades of blue, despite every wound inflicted on him, they BURNED. He didn’t seem to give up his pride.

❝ You- should’ve... Stayed away. ❞ He chokes up the words, the most subtle of smiles crept onto his face. It wasn’t amusement he was experiencing. This was pain.

ONE HOUR PRIOR ( a summary . . .)

Walking around as a rebellion’s leader felt like being a torch in a pitch black cave.

Here he stood in H e a v e n , an office. Castiel was definitely not in his own section of it. Strange to be in these parts. His purpose here was to take whatever information he could gather and return to his side. He was not to make a mess, and flee. Castiel has to be careful. He got his hands on a few books, written out plans. A few spare angel blades... Couple of souls in jars.

Overall this room was a box of loot. Few collectables, information regarding positions in this war... This should put him a few steps ahead of Raphael and his flock.

Choosing wisely what he would be able to carry, at first the situation was going well. Until this room went too quiet for comfort. Something was OFF.

Sudden shifts of the winds told him the plan failed. It was time to ABORT the mission.

A brooding glare with furrowed brows directed toward the other angel in the room. His hands carrying the letters he still had full intentions on taking.

❝ Sister. ❞ His low voice said the title like it was going to mean something between them. Despite knowing very well that it wouldn’t. This was... Raphael’s pet. His ❛ Princess ❜ sister. Touch a hair on her head and you’re dead, kind of sibling.

Not to mention she was an A R C H A N G E L . She was a bit above his power. Making him a bit stiff in fear.

❝ I don’t think... You want to be here. ❞ He warns her, blue eyes steady. ❝ If anyone catches you in my presence... ❞ Castiel holds up the papers. ❝ Who know’s what they’ll believe. ❞

Of course, he hadn’t intended on making it sound like a threat. But most definitely it could be perceived that way. His true intentions were earnest.

Sadly... It was too late.

Heaven’s alarms rang out. He had been discovered.

& &

It’s obvious what happened next.

Angels found him. He was to be killed, the rebellion to be disbanded, and all shall pull back the curtains-- - roll the tapes, and w a t c h THE APOCALYPSE.

There... Of course. Was a minor setback.

& &

❝ You’re making a mistake. ❞ Castiel growls, in his restraints. Angels all holding him back like a dog that needs a muzzle.

❝ She’s not with me. ❞

It would’ve been EASY to not care what happens to Raphael’s closest kin, Ariel. But Castiel was not heartless.-- - His problem was always, too much heart.

They did not listen. Despite his will to stand up for the archangel, so she didn’t face the same fate he did, angels kept the restraints on her.

❝ Raphael will kill you for this. ❞ His attempt in persuasion did not work. Castiel was aware he, himself, would be killed by Raphael. But he wondered if he’d kill them for their misjudgment on Ariel.

However, direct orders from Raphael himself were to eliminate Castiel, and any associates he brought with him.

& &

It all led right back to the open white room. Blood stained the walls and floor. There was a drain in the center, golden sprinklers on the ceiling, and two angels shackled to it’s walls. Three out of four walls were solid. But in front of them was golden bars. A gate.

-Locked, obviously.

The angels at least had the decency to give them a nice room. It had the shiny ARROGANCE of Heaven.

Better than the ugly stone walls of Heaven’s jail.

Only problem was here. They had tension. There was two angels, on opposite sides, stuck in the same situation. One, was undeserving of placement here.

( Hint. It’s NOT Castiel. )

& &

Back to the Present.

Castiel put up a fight in attempt to escape those quarters back in his little information mission. They of course, beat that resistance out of him, leaving him a somewhat bloody mess in the cell they were stuck in.

His powers were weakened here, but not fully depleted. ( ‘ Due to his power because of the soul loan Crowley gave him at the start of this whole rebellion.’ 6.20 ) This weakness meant a very gradual healing. Slow, and not entirely unnoticeable.

( Repeat of paragraphs 1.2.3. )

❝ I’m sorry. ❞ This served better than his pitiful, not to mention meaningless, warning on what she should’ve done. Because what she should’ve done was stay away. But what he felt was SYMPATHY.

So he apologized.

#captivatingdesires #starter #sORRY THAT ITS SO LONG #i dONT KNOW WHY I MADE IT SO LONG

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