#diggin up some old shit

[star2fishmeg]

need some luke x inexperienced reader PLEASE just too good

Luke's hand lay under your t-shirt, flat against your spine, his other cradling your nape with your pyjama shorts clad thighs straddling his lap and curls tugged by your fingers as lips move and lap in languid motions. Elongated moans muting any noise from beyond your bedroom door, volume increasing when his hand slides from your neck and over her breast, cupping and giving it a soft squeeze before you part, hot breaths panting onto the surface of your swollen lips and eyes flickering to each other. He can't begin to explain the heat that surges through him every time you kiss him, his head just floats straight to cloud nine and ears blocked everything but the sounds you make when you grind down on him experimentally.

His hands fall to the hem of your t-shirt, his old Michigan one that's you've been stealing since you met as freshman, fingers wrapping around the fabric.

Luke's voice drops low, raspy and still catching his breath slightly, "Can I?"

"Only if you will too..." you mumble, retracting your arms away from his hair.

He lets the fabric go and pulls his own shirt over his head first before removing yours. You think about looking away but it's Luke, his eyes are too soft and he's gently running his hands along your back so, when you go to meet his gaze, you're surprised to see him locked on your breasts. He licks his lips before pressing sweet kisses to the flesh, over the top and into the valley, hands finding their way to cup over the lacy bra and thumbs rubbing over your nipples. He can't help it, he's obsessed with them, they're the best pillows he's ever had and nuzzling his face in them is a past time, but without the barrier of a t-shirt, his hairs stand on end and his cock twitches.

"Look at you, beautiful." He groans deeply when his nose presses in the valley, pushing your breasts together to bury his face entirely. You feel his lips, his mouth trailing sloppy and wet kisses wherever he can, teeth grazing and buds pebbling under the padding.

"Lu," your hands find his hair again, nails massaging into his scalp as his teeth nip the flesh, "can...can we try something?"

He raises his head and kisses the corner of your lips, "What is it, baby? You sure?"

"I...fuck, this is hard...I want you, uh, to suck my tits. Please. Apparently, it's good and, uh, you like my tits a lot so, like..." you notice the way his eyes sparkle, elated that you've finally granted him full access to his favourite place to sleep.

"Yeah...oh yeah, I can do that, shit, baby." His lips quirk into a crooked smile, excitement fizzling in his chest and he plants both hands on your lower back, pulling you closer on his lap and sliding his palms up your spine. Freedom fills your back, the band of your bra unclasping and you can't bear watch it hit the floor, not that you get the chance before Luke's peppering your cheeks with kisses. "You sure you’re, okay? Just say so and I'll stop if you aren't diggin' it, okay?"

"Okay-oh!" you moan abruptly, it only taking him a split second to hear your consent before his warm mouth latches to your nipple, hand pushing against your spine and guiding you to arch into him.

Your eyes flutter close, jaw faltering open with shockwaves of euphoria as his tongue swirls around your bud, the tip flicking between phases swirling and suckling. Your hips buck into him when he groans, the vibration's a sweet, pleasurable paradise through your nerves and your fingers grip his hair harsher, keeping him into your chest.

When he pulls off with a wet 'pop', you whimper as the cold air brushes your nipple, now soaked with saliva and swollen but before the words leave your throat, he's taking your other breast into his mouth, hungrily. Sometimes you forget how strong he really is, but you're thankful he reminds you by pushing you backwards, your back hitting the mattress and situating his biceps either side of you, lips sucking firmly and tongue moving in circles around your nipple.

"Luke," you whine out with a smile, "oh, Lu."

His large palm encases your free breast, groping and taking the bud between his pointer and middle finger, rolling it to draw those high-pitched whimpers you love to torment him with so much. The sensations new, so new but tremendously stimulating with bursts of craving in your stomach, those tingles that feel like flips. You want him to touch you like this all the time, relish how he loves every part of you.

Pulling away again, Luke rasps, looking at you with his glossy eyes and flushed cheeks, "Fucking love your tits, baby. Did I do okay?"

"I didn't say stop, do it again." You push his head back to your breast, his chuckle intoxicating but not as addicting as his tongue flicking over your nipple again, lips suctioning over the wet surface of your skin and your head tips back into the sheets, mewling out his name while his hand and mouth work in tandem.

[friend-of-giants]

● WIP Wednesday ●

A little late to the party, but here I am! I've been tagged by @vervayyn @theoneandonlysemla and @elavoria. Going to tag @sheirukitriesfandom @umbracirrus @juniperberries-canisroot @pocket-vvardvark and YOU, yes you reading this! If you want to be tagged in future posts, just let me know!

I'm taking a little break from writing my main fic and have been working on my bandit backstory stuff. Same universe, as it follows my dragonborn Wren through her early years. This has actually been a nice change of pace from working on Ascent, and hopefully it'll give me some extra motivation when I go back to it.

Fair warning, this snippet does include a lot of foul language and mild physical harm to a child. Read at your own risk.

The door to Tarrick’s chambers flew open and struck the stone walls with a crack that killed the peaceful silence of the afternoon, startling the chieftain from his midday nap.  

“Knock!”  A surge of furious heat spread across Tarrick’s cheeks as he bolted up from his bed.  “How many fucking times do I have to tell you to knock before barging in here?  Do it one more time and-”  

The threat died in his throat as he laid eyes upon who had disturbed him.  Skaldir, his good for nothing right-hand man, stood proudly in the doorway, a malicious grin gleaming from behind his thick beard and a grunting, wriggling bundle draped over his left shoulder.  

“My sincerest apologies,” Skaldir drawled with thick sarcasm, then rapped on the doorframe with his free hand.  “There, I knocked, happy now?”

“Skal, what in the blazes do you want, and what…”  He made an exasperated gesture to the hostage, “what is that?”

“A thievin’ little bitch,” Skaldir replied, then aimed his next words at the captive.  “Ain’t ya?  Thought you could get away with stealin’ from me?  Girl, you got a world o’ hurt comin’ your way.”  Before he even finished speaking, he dropped his shoulder and let her fall.  She landed on the old bearhide rug with an audible whump and a muffled cry.  

Tarrick glanced down at the girl, who appeared to be a young Dunmer.  Her wrists and ankles were bound, and a length of cloth had been wrapped around her head and tucked into her mouth to silence her.  Like a trapped animal, she struggled and growled viciously, though it was doing her no good. 

“Was on my way back with Joli and Leon.  I stepped off the road to take a shit, no more'n finished wiping my arse and turned around and I caught this little bitch diggin’ through my knapsack!  I was gonna cut her damn hands off but Joli wouldn’t let me.  Said it ain’t right to do that to a child.”  The word fell from his lips like it was something rotten.  “Women and their soft fuckin’ hearts.”

"It isn't right," Tarrick agreed, anger darkening his voice.  "We already have a bad enough reputation being brigands, you think I want us to be known as child butchers, too?  You dumb shit, you should have just let her go!"

"She was stealin' my cheese an' jerky, Tarrick, nobody, nobody-" Skaldir gave the girl a rough nudge with the toe of his boot, "-takes food from me and gets away with it!"

"This is a godsdamned kid.  She looks…"  Tarrick glanced down at the girl to truly get a look at her.  Her dark hair was woven into two long, unkempt braids, with countless strands hanging loose and bits of grass and leaves tangled into them.  Her clothing was ragged and filthy, her flesh bruised, like she'd been dragged from one end of the hold to the other.  Two crimson eyes glared up at both himself and Skaldir with a blistering rage behind them.  A shiver rushed up his spine and he felt a fleeting sense of primal terror; there was something eerily bestial about her gaze. 

"...She looks like she's seen better days," he finally concluded.  "We're setting her free, Skal.  I'll take her to the road and send her on her way."

[stringsnwires]

Did you have a good time with Demo?

Yeah. We got back a little while ago. Only 'cause I ain't had any extra batteries for the flashlight in the truck n didn't wanna juice the old girl's headlights for too long.

I took Tavs n myself up to this lake we boys know. We go campin there sometimes before it snows n again in the spring if we're ever here long enough for things to thaw out. Anywho, we only took one pole so it was a bunch'a talkin n waitin. I guess the same as usual fishin, only we couldn't see jack shit but a half hour into bein there n I had the other man tie up some knots on the side, or bait the extra lures.

Oh, speakin'a bait. It's snowin' like hell around here- ain't always good for fishin' but I know the type here and they're right angry. When its all soggy out, I'll put the boys up to diggin' in the dirt for some real fresh stuff. Couldn't do that with the snow blanket, so I put his drunk ass to work findin' firewood, PFF! He didn't know he wasn't gonna find any with the gallons of crystalized water every which way. I had some in the truck. Sumn he could do was clear up a place to camp, so we got us a fire going, fished until one struck our fancy, n cooked it right up.

God, there's no taste like hard work n good company.

...So, yeah. Y'all know sumn's bothering that boy. It ain't my business to say more. Whatever's better surely ain't gonna stay that way, with all these reminders strewn about the place, but my team should know(you readin', team?) that I'm a safe ear to ask for.

It's always a good time with that keen ole ram.

[volivolition]

ok so. just curious but omg what are your favourite Unus Annus moments/quotes?

We rewatch compilation vids of unus annus vids alllll the time because Fuck we miss it so much BFNDSNDNDJS and some that have gotten burnt into our head recently areee:

Like that Whole first video with the sex toys. but especially the part where a guy just shows up at Mark's door and they're in fucking bdsm gear and cat ears eating breakfast FHDJXJDJD

The video with them making a sensory deprivation tank. "Mark, what's the main ingredients in sensorary deprivation tanker?" lives rent free in our head tbh we quote that so much. Same with that bit where Ethan accidentally unplugs the tub lmao "WHere's the drain??" ".... By your feet." ".... What do I do with it :)?"

This one's like HARD to find in compilation vids but I swear at one point Ethan was doing something with a knife and Mark was like, verbatim, "If you cut me I bleed oooouuutttt :)!!!" And the AMOUNT OF TIMES WE QUOTE THAT ONE. IS SO MUCH AUSJSJSJSDJXJXJDJ

Other moments that live in our brain rent free include but r not limited to That time Ethan was singing Mark's songs in the car ("I don't gonna VOOOOOOOTE"), That time Ethan started singing fuckin Eminem out of nowhere, and the egg toss scene where Mark threatens to kill Ethan (THIS one we can find a video of easily here it is). Oh also that one bit where Ethan was fucking.... Just talking nonsense which narrows it down very little actually. but he was saying shit like "Have You Ever Been Bitten by a Frog? Have you ever been bitten by a Log? Have you ever been bitten by a Dog? Have you ever been bitten,,, By The Fog??" that scene fucking kills us FJFJDJDJFJD

-Anti/Tulip

HI HELLO!! (this is a month old im so sorry hkjh) I ALSO MISS IT HKJGH it was such a good concept, i love the meaningfulness of life and death behind the channel, contrasted with the silliest fuckin videos imaginable, i thought it was so fun?? let's try new things! let's be weird and wild EVERYDAY!! it doesn't need to be complex, we can just shoot the shit because theres still worth in the mundane moments, and our time on earth is limited anddd my god i think its so nice hgkjh <33

THE FIRST VIDEO IS SO FUCKING ICONIC HJHGKF to think of making breakfast with sex toys in the first place, the execution, the GUY WHO SHOWS UP AND THEIR FUCKING PANIC THATS SO FUNNY HKJHG

QUOTES YOU CAN HEAR AS YOU READ THEM KJHGG, "Mark, what's the main ingredient! In sepfruary desperation tanker :)" unplugging the tub like, Ethan oh no hkjhg… Ethan noooo…

i don't think i remember that one but my god hkjhg i will bleed ooooouuuttttt :)!!

I LOVE THE SINGING IT'S DEAR TO ME hkjg suddenly just "TOAST!" in the middle of the lyrics like HGKJH I DON'T THINK THATS RIGHT BUT I HAVENT DONE ENOUGH OF HEIST TO DISPUTE IT HKGJH

"knees weak, arms are heavy, mom's spaghetti... HES NERVOUS,,!!!!"

"I get to kill you now!! I'm going to kill you!! :)" HAKJSH THE THREATENING AURA...

I KNOW THAT LAST ETHAN QUOTE BUT I DONT REMEMBER FROM WHICH VIDEO HKJHG but i know the exact intonation he's saying it in hkjhg

personally enjoyed like, basically every time they sang, and also like. so many ethan moments hkjh i was an unus for real <33

i was still singing the disclaimer song for like, MONTHS after unus annus ended hkjh "Don't try this at home~ If you do you might dieee~!!" and the dance of italy still makes me laugh and the drive to camp with vocal warm ups were REALLY FUN, reminds me of my choir days <33 also "diggin my friend a grave~!! DIGGIN MY FRIEND A GRAVE~!!!!!!"

THE DRUM DATE DO YALL REMEMBER THE DRUM DATE?? theres a point where it actually sounds surprisingly good and im INCREDIBLY FOND OF THEM JAMMING OUT hfhj

this clip of ethan in the hot tub burbling is me whenever im in ANY water source ever hfjgj

im also fond of the real sensory deprivation tank experience, that was really fun getting to see the real deal compared to the. bathtub hkjhg

"Siri, call us daddy." "I couldn't find a father in your contacts" [TWIN LOOKS OF AGHAST SHOCK] FUCKGIJGN????? OH MY GOD... FUCK, MAN HGKJH

"a ski... skee... skipple... skiiiir... skirtle... skrittle... A SKITTLE!! no wait..." <- BIG FUCKIN MOOD HKGJH

i think the last video (other than the stream) that i rewatched from them was Ethan Teaches Gymnastics because i really do love just Ethan showing off all the moves he knows. COMPETENT GYMNAST!! THE BACKFLIP GUY HKJGH <333 the part where ethan talks about having to see how many fingers his instructor was holding up and mark flipping him off was really funny to me hgkjh that video holds a place in my heart hkjgh

ohhh theres probably so much more but these are what i remember hkjh <33 thank you for asking this, and thank you for sharing your favorites too hehehe!!! :3 <33 <22 i love reminiscing about this, i miss this channel jhkjgh <333 memento mori!!! :D

[ofoceansandtombsanew]

Can I ask your top 10 fav fics ever (from any fandom, if you don't mind)?

Also, just curious, is there a story behind your name "ofoceansandtombsanew "?

Oooh that's a fun one! Time to go diggin' though my favs because do I have some recs!

But first, I'll answer the easier of these two questions, the one about my url. Originally it was "ofoceansandtombstones" but some bs happened and my original blog accidentally got deleted. But it was still up for a few days afterwards miraculously so I couldn't actually use my old url for the new writing blog I made, so I went with "ofoceansandtombsanew" to represent that the evils of my clumsiness couldn't defeat me and that I was the same user as the OG account.

But as to why I have the oceans and tombs name in general, there are a few reasons. I'm a professional yapper, sorry in advance for this being long. (TLDR: I love selkies and banshees, I love the ocean & water in general and I have a lot of deep thoughts and philosophical wonders about death.)

Two of my favorite faeries in all of mythology and the selkie (a shapeshifting faerie that goes back and forth between human and seal by use of their seal coat) and the bansee (faerie women that herald death by wailing, screaming and keening). I like to jokingly call myself the love child of a selkie and a banshee as well.

I've loved the water and the ocean since I was a kid. To a point to where my moms both tell me that it was never a pain to get me in a bath, the pain was in trying to get me out of it (so they had to drain the tub first). And that they'd have to keep the bathroom door closed because if my brothers left it open and the toilet seat open... well to Kid Nyla, it was free real estate to play in water.

As a kid I also had a really reckless habit of jumping into the deep end of the pool.......... even though I couldn't swim. But I also taught myself how to swim (ironically I taught myself how to swim underwater, I never got the hang of overwater swimming). I was also that kid that just floated around in the water letting myself become 'one with it'. In the third grade I found this website called changeyourlifespells or some shit like that and spent a month trying to find a spell that would turn me into a mermaid if I touched water.

It's to the point that in any elemental magic system where water is an option, my IRLs stick that one on me. One of my IRLs in particular. Disney Fairies? (The books mostly but I do love the movies. I just wish Rani and Prilla were there too TAT. My girl Fira too.) I'd be a water-talent. I told her once one of my moms said I would have been a firebender and she deadass went "your mom is wrong. It's water. The only option has ever been water." She doesn't even play Genshin but when I talked about Dendro and Electro being possible options for me, she immediately shot that down too lmao to be honest she's right. I'd likely end up with a Hydro Vision and I wouldn't have been mad. She also told me to not be on some Children of the Sea shit and disappear into the ocean whenever I went to the beach.

But I'm also fairly comfortable around the subject of death. If you've read any of my fics on this blog that have a reader character that is a god of death or death incarnate or somehow death-adjacent, you'll have probably read my philosophies concerning death and its place in the cycle. I've been told by funeral directors that they thought I'd be really good in the profession whether as a mortician or a director of a funeral myself if I decided not to go into education.

And I have a blog on the side for this kind of thing but on one side of the family, Mom2's, experience with the supernatural runs in it so it's something I've dealt with since being a kid.

Either way, when I was trying to come up with a name for my writing blog, I ended up deciding to go into my self-proclaimed lovechild of a selkie and banshee-isms. It was supposed to be temporary honestly, until I found something that sounded more writing blog-y. But it stuck. To me there's nothing more beautiful than the ocean, the sound of the waves, the blue, the cry of the gulls and so on and so forth. But there's a beauty in death I think, if you look at it from a certain angle.

^o^ No one's ever asked about my url before, that was fun to talk about!

As for the second... oof that will take some thinking.

💧 = 18+

save your love by @cafedanslanuit 💧

Porco wasn’t surprised when you called him at three in the morning because you were too drunk to drive back to your place. He would always be there when you needed, both as your best friend and the guy who was completely head over heels for you. And both of them were sure Zeke Jaeger was cheating on you.

Written by one of homies on this hellsite. If you want your quality of Porco-related reader inserts, this is one I recommend fully. I really mean it when I say I go back to read this over from time to time.

Let This Bond Be Heard, Lover by @lychniis

he bore an irrefutable connection with you, tangled through their fingers. parts of you, guides to you and he finds himself so hopelessly smitten and scared...for love it was a beautiful, painful thing.

Aine speaks... and I listen. I don't even simp after Ayato and I was still hanging on every word. Goes to show what happens when the homies cook. A soulmate AU fic with lots of yearning and tension, all in a oneshot.

Nerve in my Bone by @hash-slinging-slasher-trash

Sometimes Satoru forgets how fragile you are. But in moments like these, the realization twists in his chest like a blade.

Another homie cooking up a storm on their blog for no reason, other than the fact that they can! I think this is really good if you love Gojo-related character exploration as well as bro bro being a dad to Megumi. The best of both worlds!

More Than Human by sbj

There is no way I can make this sound original, ever. My attempt to write a believable RrB/PpG in high school fic. Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal. - Camus

The best PPG fic in the world, no questions asked. Each character feels extremely representative of what the girls and boys would be like at this age and the fandom around this fic? Love it. We literally all lose our minds whenever this fic updates. I've been following it since its days of being published on FFN and I look forward to reading the thrilling conclusion. Oh god just thinking about the quality of the ships just make me fjsnkjdnkdjfn

Three Months by kaotic321

When the girls get together, watch out! They're making lists and checking it twice. Are the guys in or out? Shika, Neji, Naruto, and Sasuke are now declared 'undateable' by the girls. Who does that leave?

A really fun what if fic about the Naruto girls we know and love deciding to try out dating someone they normally wouldn't. Sakura and Kiba, Hinata and Chouji, Ino and Gaara, Temari and Shino, Tenten and Kankurou. I loved this shit so much found it by accident when I was going through my KibaSaku phase (still love that ship btw). 50 chapters of goodness I still go back to read.

Vertigo by Cynchick💧

Sakura accepts the most critical and dangerous mission of her life, but the price of success may very well be her soul. When your entire world turns upside down, how do you keep from going under?

From my DeiSaku phase. Still love that ship very much btw ANYWAYS, oh my god this was so good. Basically it's an AU of 'what if Deidara didn't die after his explosion' where Sakura finds him and heals him without realizing he's a member of the Akatsuki. Chaos ensues from there years later when she needs to join the Akatsuki for an undercover mission.

Somewhere I've Never Traveled, Gladly Beyond by Wyntermute

Naruto had been bragging all day that his new jutsu was his best yet. Sakura and her new situation beg to differ. Post timeskip.

Another one from the DeiSaku phase lmao. Sakura and Deidara are stuck traveling with each other as they try to get back to the shinobi nations, somewhere in there, they fall in love. Hnnngh this is still so damn good all these years later! The amount of Naruto on here, my god fjdsnfkdsjnf sorry folks. I have read a lot of Naruto fic in my time.

sparkling, stammering, splendid by createandconstruct

He wanted to see her. He always did. He’d gotten used to waking up on time for school each morning because despite everything else, Mitsumi was there. But this feeling, this want, was new, or a revelation of what had always been. A culmination of everything he’d felt before.

ShimaMitsu for the soul, made after during the chapter 53 era when the entire sukirofa fandom was losing it after Sousuke realized he's been in love with Mitsumi for months. 11/10, always read again.

Crepuscular Rays by Axe_puff

It takes Shikamaru a little while to realise he's fallen in love. In comparison, it takes Naruto barely any time at all. But that's only after Shikamaru finds it in himself to confess in the first place.

A retelling of Naruto from Shikamaru's perspective, also he's been in love with him for ages. Onesided NaruHina and an unexpected ShikaHina bromance that fed my soul.

surrender to your peace by spiralpegasus

Sylvain and Felix have been in each other's lives for as long as they can both remember. As the years go by, their relationship grows and changes, but one thing stays the same: the way it feels to sleep beside each other. Or, five times circumstance makes Sylvain and Felix share a bed, and one time it's choice.

Quality Sylvix for the soul, you're welcome. I adore relationship it's lwk why I've never played Golden Deer or Crimson Rose. I have to experience those routes on youtube lmao. Anyways, sylvix is a ship I adore a lot (maybe I should make an addendum to that ship ask I got) and I love when the childhood aspect of their relationship is explored in writing.

[lesbiangummybearmafia]

Spoilers... on the last two episodes. More under the cut.

Ok first I have talk about the whole Turner situation. When she walked up to the whole Russell's clan like she thought she own the place on the arm of Colonel Sanders. I was like oh no she didn't... but well she did. I didn't like watching the color drain from Bertha's face though. Too bad she doesn't have Evil Queen magic, because she could of conjured up a fireball and throw it at her!! 😈

Wtf is Turners issue anyway with Bertha? Was it because she fired her, throw her out on her ear. Or could be revenge because she couldn't seduce George? Which it's like please bitch he has Bertha why oh why would he want your sorry ass. When she showed up in his bed naked I remembered thinking wow pathetic and desperate move there.

I wonder if Bertha going release the information of Turners ture identity out and ruin her? I think she may if Turner keeps messing with her!! Why do people mess with Bertha she will make them sorry, idiots.

Does anyone think that this new woman Oscar interested in could possibly be a lesbian? The reason I think this is Aurora mentioned that she has a female companion that goes everywhere with her. Now why we haven't met this female companion is beyond me. But it made me think, also wouldn't that be the best solution.

I'm really liking Marian with Dashiell Montgomery. I wasn't sure at first but so far I really like him. Now his daughter on the other hand, well she seems creepy and has anger management issues.

I'm so happy Peggy's back working for Aunt Agnes. I really liked her being at the house all the time.

They need to find a really good man for Gladys. Like her perfect dude! I really like her and I don't want to see them do her wrong.

Oh Larry needs to stop fucking Melania Trump!! Omg I thought that was such a slutty move when they bearly know each other she's already going to sleep with him. Especially back then. When Bertha wants it stopped and ask George to talk to Larry. I hate it when George all with the bullshit "boys will be boys" line. I started thinking about that, I can only imagine how different the world might be if men, young men in particular hadn't been allow to get away with shit just because they happen to be men. If they had been held up to the same high standard as women and young women back then. Larry can have sex with as many women as he wants as long it does bring shame to the family name. But Gladys couldn't even sleep with one guy before she's married or she would be considered wholly unworthy of marriage. 🙄 I really think everyone really needs to sleep with the partner you're going to marry!!! Especially then when being married was forever! Bad sex life for decades... no thank you!

But back to Larry and that woman whatever her name is. She gotta go, she's annoying, possessive, I'm sorry gonna say it too old for him (he looks like he's with his mom when they stand next to her. Never a good look). I don't know I just don't like her.

I personally want to watch Bertha crush Mrs. Astor like a bug. Bitch thinks people should just do whatever she said. No, Bertha don't play that way!!

Ok seriously George needs to buy Bertha a huge bouquet of flowers or some super lux piece of jewelry. Because no he didn't do anything wrong but he should of told her sooner so she didn't caught out by that gold diggin bitch. Who wouldn't of been able to make it out to be something it wasn't! Dumb ass doesn't he know anything happy wife, happy life! Because I do not like seeing Bertha upset, crying, sad, feeling like her husband may of betrayed her trust in one of the worst ways!! Just breaks my heart seeing her cry. 💔 Just want to smack George upside the head. Dude you have more money than God, do sometimes super special for your wife!!!

Oh Aunt Ada and the Preach man is just too sweet!! 😍 Aunt Agnes better not mess it up. We all know he's not up to Aunt Agnes standards, but I don’t think he needs to be. It's not like with Marian where that need for money is so great. With Aunt Ada, a man that's not rich wouldn't be an issue. I'm pretty sure the Preacher man makes enough for the both of them. Aunt deserves a romantic love in her life. She's so kind, sweet, loving, she just wants happiness for everyone she loves. She'd be friends with everyone if Aunt Agnes would let her. See she'll be the perfect preachers wife. I wish i.had an Aunt Ada in my life!

[disneyfangrl100]

Chapter Seven: Hell is Forever

“Okay, so, Charlie and Quasi are dealing with something very important, so while they’re gone, we are making a new commercial. One that represents the hotels vision and what we're doing here. So, we need a camera…Alastor?” Vaggie said glaring at the radio demon. Alastor snapped his finger conjuring up a camera for Vaggie; however, the camera was an old fashioned folding-camera from the 1930s.

“A video camera?” Vaggie said annoyed. “Hmmm.” Alastor snaps his finger and conjures up a video camera that's poorly made with pieces of tape keeping it together. “Alright! Let's do this!”

Vaggie switched on the camera pointing it towards the bar as she hit record. Husk sat behind the counter reading a script in his claws with Angel Dust at the opposite counter. “And…Action!” Husk carefully read the lines on his script, bringing the script closer to his face. “Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. Can I help with anything?" He read

Angel hopped up on the bar top. "I've been a bad boy, and I need a big, strong daddy to put me in my place…on the path to redemption!" Husk groaned with annoyed and read the script again. "Well, you come— Oh, yes!" Angel Dust fake moaned.

Board Husk finished his line. - "to the right place." Vaggie stopped recording. Annoyed. “Cut! Okay, Angel, I need you to be less horny if possible, and Husk, can you maybe not have a script in front of your face.”

“I ain't no actor! I can't memorize this shit!” Husk said annoyed. “Well, we could improv this shit, baby cakes.” Angel said getting closer to Husk's face.

“Rrawwr.” Said Angel purring seductively. Husk irritated shoves Angel off of the counter hard. “Whoops.”

”Husk, come on.” Vaggie said annoyed.

Meanwhile back in the heaven embassy both quasi and Charlie sat listening to the Angel leader talk… and boy did he talk. “So, I was playin' this gig, and for some fuckin' reason, this virtue chick was diggin' on the drummer, and it's like, "do you know who I am? I'm fuckin' Adam. I'm the original dick! All dicks descend from me. You think you want drummer dick?”

“ No way! I'm the Dick-fuckin' master!” The angel paused eating more of his ribs “So, anyway, then we fucked, and it was awesome. What'd you do this weekend?”

“Wait, your name is Adam? Like the first man Adam, that means you…Oh….That explains so much.” Charlie said cringing. “Yeah I’ll say quasi muttered quiet enough so that Adam wouldn’t hear him. He hadn’t expected “The” Adam to be an angel much less a disgusting person.

It was no wonder his stepmother Lilith left him. He was condescending, vulgar and just plain annoying. And yet it made sense. “Perhaps angels aren’t what I thought they were after all.”

“I know. I Know. I fucking rock. “

Adam said. Charlie brushed off the awkwardness from Adam and gets to subject at hand. “Well, Adam, sir. Mr. Adam, sir.

“Call me, Dickmaster.”

“How about no.” Quasi coughed. Adam glanced in his direction quasi sat in the corner tapping his feet whistling as if he’d never spoken the entire time in this meeting. Charlie looked at her brother pleading for him to be patient. “You seem like a smart …well, stand up guy.”

“Uh-huh.” Adam said picking at his teeth. “And I know you are the leader of the angels. And you are a big thinker, a revolutionary. A— A genius!” Charlie said clearly stroking Adam’s ego in order to get through to him.

“I mean, your words, babe.”

“Who would really love to put his name on something.”

“Fucking love putting my name on shit! Shit's the best!”

“It's a solution to our biggest problem!” Charlie said. “Oh, Herpes. Yeah, that's a bitch.” Charlie sighed. “No!”

“Our... other biggest problem.” Charlie said. “Oh…uh..ugly people?”

“Uh hello? I’m right here.” Quasi said annoyed as Adam Ranted on. “Math? Global Warming? Nah, wait, that's Earth's problem Ummm”...Charlie and quasi exchanged glances realizing that this might be a long meeting.

Back at the hotel Vaggie was still trying to get everyone to focus on their scenes for the new commercial. However not everyone was paying attention or cared. “Stab! Stab! Stab!”

Nifty shouted gleefully as she tried to kill a roach with a sewing needle. However before she could land the killing blow Vaggi interrupted her. “Alright Niffty, Niffty. Niffty! Your line is "We have the cleanest rooms", okay?”

“Got it. I'm ready.” Nifty said smiling a sharp toothed smile. Vaggie turned the camera to Niffty. “Action!”

However instead of saying her line, Niffty freezes and stares blankly into the camera without blinking. Vaggie turns of the camera looking puzzled. Angel peers in backing away clearly creeped out.

“Uhh, cut.” Vaggie says. Whatever trance Nifty had been in seemed to disappear as she snaps out of it back to her cheerful self. “How was that?” Nifty said giggling. “Well, Niffty you actually have to say the line, so let's roll again.”

“Ok!” “Action!” However the same thing happens again and Niffty freezes, leaving Vaggie irritated. “You're doing great, Vagina.” Angel said mocking her.

“Cut! Alright, uhh maybe we can try to fix it in post.” Vaggie said frustrated. “Do you even know what that means?” “I'll figure it out!” Vaggie snapped as she stormed off.

Vaggie groaned aggravated as she looked through the footage. This shit was terrible! There was no way she could salvage any of this before Charlie got home. She was beginning to think it was all hopeless. “Seems like you're having a bit of a trouble there, hmm?”

Alastor said appearing out of thin air. “Ugh, este pendejo ( Spanish for this asshole)... Why are you even here?” Vaggie cursed. Alastor took a seat on the couch across from her. “Why for the entertainment.”

Alastor’s shadow appeared behind him on the wall laughing at vaggi. “I came here because I love seeing wasteful souls struggle to accomplish something meaningful and fail spectacularly, like you are doing now. Good job!” Vaggie stood up. She was getting tired of Alastor’s crap. She turns her camera toward him.

“-And here is Alastor, the egocentric piece of shit that”— however as Vaggie panned the camera up to Alastor's face, the video camera glitched violently from green to red causing Vaggie to freak out and drop the camera on the floor.

“I wouldn't try that, my dear.”Alastor Said pointing at his face. “This face was made for radio.” Alastor said menacingly as his pupils turned into the shape of radio dials, and the world around them seemed to warp before returning to normal. That’s it! She’d had it with Alastor's insults.

“That's it. I don't care who or what you are. If you're staying here, you're going to make this work, because it won't be so "entertaining” to watch over an empty hotel, will it, shitass?” Vaggie swore as she returned to her chair.

“Fair enough. I'll tell you what. Let's make a deal.” Vaggie scoffed. “Pfft, you think I'm that stupid making a deal with a demon like you?” Alistor laughed.

“Not for your soul, just a simple deal. I do this for you, and you never ask me to engage with this frivolous television technology ever again.” Vaggie had second thoughts about letting Alastor do the work for her… but what choice did she have.

“Or…Charlie can come back to absolutely nothing. Your choice.” Vaggie glances away for a brief moment before making her decision. “Fine.” Vaggie picks up the camera and gives it to Alastor, which he evaporates it with a clap of his hand.

“Now then!” Alastor snaps his finger and transforms the hotel into a film set and the hotel staff into a 50s style film crew. Ink demons are conjured up as additional background characters. “Alright everyone, let's make a fucking commercial.”

-“When you take her out for the fifth time and she still expects you to pay the check but you're like, Hey, I thought you wanted equality." Adam says in a high pitched voice. “NO! our shared problem of overpopulation in Hell!” Charlie shouted exhausted.

Adam frowned then laughed. “Ohh, well that's not a problem! We got that covered!” Adam said turning to the angel in black and white armor. “Lute, how many demons did you kill this year?”

“Got a good 275 this year, sir.”

“275? Woah! Badass! Awesome job, danger tits! Pound it.”

Quasi glared at Adam eyes glowing red. “Wow this guy is a sexist piece of trash how’d this guy even get into heaven.” Quasi thought to himself. “Can I please beat him up now. He’s starting to get on my nerves, the prince said annoyed.”

“Keep it together.” Charlie whispered. Quasi huffed. “Fine.” Charlie turned her attention to Adam and Lute.

“Uh no, not awesome. Those are my people, you know that right?” Adam frowned. “Oh yeah… that must suck for you!” Adam said bursting into laughter.

Quasi glared at furiously nails turning into sharp black claws as they tore into the metal table with ease. “But these are souls...Humans souls just the same as the ones you have up in heaven.” Charlie pleaded.“They're not the same.” Lute said rather coldly.

“They had their chance and they earned damnation.” Charlie shook her head. “You're wrong. Sinners made mistakes, sure, but everyone makes mistakes.”

“Angels don't make mistakes.” Lute said glaring at her. Quasi stepped in front of his sister. “You really think that.” Lute glared at him.

“I know that. Lute said. “Yeah, I've never made a mistake in my fuckin' life.” Adam said. “I doubt that.”

Quasi said laughing. “The only reason you're still here is because daddy gave you and your hellborn kind a pardon from an exorcist blade. How does that feel, to know how little you matter?” Quasi glared at her. “Except I’m not hell born I’m an Angel.” He said unfurling his wings.

“I know what you are, Halfbreed that doesn’t change the what you are. You’re abomination, a bastard! You’re nothing more than a mistake! And your father… he’s no longer one of us.”Quasi growled. Fallen or not my father will always be a better angel than any of you!”

Adam yawned board by the scene and just wanting to get the meeting over with. “Oops, almost out of time. Guess we should get into it.” Quasi was about to loose his temper and yell at Adam that they were done but Charlie disrupted the awkward tension.

“Oh fuck!” Charlie summoned a stack of papers. “Oh no.” Quasi thought with dread. “Charlie don’t. Please don’t.” He prayed silently however his wishes went unheard.

“Okay I've got a lot to get through and not a lot of time and I feel like you weren't hearing me before so here it goes.”

Charlie: ♫ I know Hell’s population is out of control. ♫

♫ It's a bad situation. ♫

♫ It's taking a toll. ♫

♫ If we rehab these sinners . ♫ A

♫ And cleanse all their souls. ♫

♫ At my Hazbin Hotel—♫

[Charlie sang as she shifted through the stacks of paper to get something.

Charlie: “Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself!”

♫ Right! Extermination ! ♫

♫ I know you guys fly down. ♫

♫ Just to kill once a year. ♫

“Charlie”

♫ And it must be annoying. ♫

♫ To schlep all the way here. ♫

♫ If they join you in Heaven. ♫

♫ That trip disappears! ♫

♫ You can wave that chore farewell. ♫ Charlie sang taking a deep breath as she held up a drawing of angels and demons holding hands.

♫ It'll be a happy day in— Let me stop you right there. ♫ Adam sang. Charlie: Oh—Okay.

Adam: ♫ Save us all precious time. ♫

Adam: ♫ If what you're suggesting. ♫ ♫ Is letting them climb. ♫ ♫ Up the ladder. ♫ ♫ Oh, they'd rather cross the Pearly Gate? ♫

Charlie: “Well, uh—♫ Sorry, sweetie. But there's no defyin' their fates! ♫ ♫ 'Cause Hell is forever. ♫

♫ Whether you like it or not. ♫

♫ Had their chance to behave better. ♫

♫ Now they boil in the pot. ♫

♫ 'Cause the rules are black and white. ♫

♫ There's no use in tryin' to fight it. ♫

♫ They're burnin' for their lives. ♫ ♫ Until we kill 'em again! ♫

Charlie: Okay, but—

Adam: ♫ Just try to chillax, babe. ♫ ♫ You're wasting your breath. ♫ Charlie: Hehe...

Adam: ♫ Did I hear you imply. ♫ ♫ That they don't deserve death?

♫ Are they Winners? ♫

♫ Are they Sinners? ♫

♫ 'Cause it's cut and dry. ♫

Charlie: “Well, actually, if you take a look—♫ Fair is fair, an eye for an eye! ♫ Adam said flying up to the ceiling.

♫ And when all's said and done (Said and done) ♫

♫ There's the question of fun (Fun) ♫

♫ And for those of us with Divine Ordainment. ♫ “please tell me he’s not going to say what I think he’s going to say?”

♫ Extermination is entertainment! ♫

“And… he said it.” Quasi couldn’t believe what he was hearing. This guy didn’t care about anyone but himself. He enjoyed the suffering of others. Not all sinners were bad… Angel was nice to him… sometimes.

♫ Bow-now-now-nownow ♫ ♫ Guitar solo, fuck yeah! ♫ Adam sang. “And now he’s playing air guitar course he is god this guys annoying.”

Adam finished his guitar solo as he started to sing again. ♫ Hell is forever. ♫

♫ Whether you like it or not. ♫

♫ Had their chance to behave better. ♫

[Four golden mirages of Exorcists appeared from the walls surrounding him and Charlie from all sides. Charlie: “Where the hell did you people come from?!” Charlie shouted. Quasi jumped in front of her knocking the golden Angels back with a sweep of his wings.

♫ -Now they boil in the pot. ♫

♫ 'Cause the rules are black and white. ♫

♫ There's no use in tryin' to fight it. ♫

♫ They're burnin' for their lives. ♫

♫ Until we kill 'em again! ♫ Adam sang summoning an actual guitar this time.

♫ Fuckin' Hell's forever. ♫

♫ And it's meant to suck a lot. ♫

♫ So give up your dumb endeavor. ♫

♫ 'Cause you don't have a shot♫

Quasi growled barring sharp pointed teeth, wings spread blood red eyes filled with hatred. However he wasn’t the only one who got angry. Charlie transformed into her demonic form as well glaring at Adam.

♫ Long as I've got your attention.♫

♫ I guess I should probably mention. ♫

♫ That we made the determination. ♫ Adam said holding up a gold scroll in front of Quasi’s face that read “Fuck you I do what a want.”

♫ To move up the next Extermination! ♫ “w-what but you can’t- What?!” Charlie said shocked. ♫ Can't wait a whole year. ♫

♫ To slaughter those little cunts.♫

♫ I know it's just been a week. ♫

♫ But we'll be back in six months! ♫

Despite being a hologram, Adam grabs Charlie and Quasi’s wrist and throws them right out of the door. “Um, wait, you-you… Adam slams the door in her face. -Ugh, SHIT!”

Charlie rested her head against the door tears in her eyes. “Don’t worry sis I’ll take it from here. I’m going to have a little talk with Adam.” He growled as he pushed the door open and shut it behind him.

“What the fuck!” Adam said startled when the door flew open. “Listen here you pompous ass my sisters worked really hard on this and I’m not about to let someone like you destroy everything she’s worked for.”

“Oh really what are you going to do about it… freak.” Quasi glared at him. “You forget who you’re talking to… I’m the prince of hell.” Adam scoffed. “Oh please, no one in hell actually takes your family seriously.”

“They might not now… but they will… when I stop you.” Adam laughed. “Heh, sure you will. Tell me… do you really want a war with heaven?” Quasi hesitated.

“He’s right. Your people will just suffer more if you try to fight back. Do you really want to put your people through that?” Lute said. “N-no I… Quasi felt suddenly felt small and helpless like when he was a child. The angels eyes felt like daggers.

“Give up. It’s better this way- No!” Quasi shouted shoving the exorcist angel away. “I’m not going to give up on my people I’ll show you you’re wrong!” Quasi stormed out of the room.

Charlie looked up at him shocked and confused. “Come on Charlie… let’s go home.” As They walked back in Silence to the hotel quasi thought about his conversation with Adam. What had he been thinking challenging a powerful angel like Adam. “You didn’t challenge him. You just… lost your fucking temper.” A small voice said In the back of his mind. 

Technically this was the first time he’d ever sworn today considering how he’d yelled at that flasher demon or how he’d talked to Adam. He never would have cursed back home. He’d only been here two days and it already felt like hell was changing him. His powers seemed far more demonic than angelic…”I guess that’s what happens when your father’s a fallen angel and the king of hell.” Said the small voice again.

“When angel falls to hell their power changes your a nephilim, half angel half human. Your father is fallen and your fallen and there's nothing you can do to change that.” The voice almost sounded like… like “him.” Quasi shuddered. “He’s not here. He can’t hurt you anymore.” 

Quasi sighed. “I hope I know what I’m doing.” ******************************************

When They got back to the hotel Vaggie was waiting for them. “How did it go, did they listen?” Charlie smiled nervously. “Oh, they sure did… hear it But-Oh come here, we have something exciting to show you.” Vaggie said pulling them both over to the couch.

“Alastor pulled some strings and it's about to air.” Vaggie said excitedly. “I pulled a few limbs too, hahaha!” Alastor laughed. “Wait, the commercial? You all made a new one?”

Quasi smiled happy for his sister. “Yeah, one of my better performances if I do say so myself.” Angle bragged. Charlie smiled tears in her eyes. “That's... that's amazing.”

“Sshh, it's starting.” Angel said excited. Vaggie stood in the center of the group in a dress while Alastor hid in the corner of the screen. “Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel… suddenly the tv cuts to the news. Everyone except Alastor and Niffty get annoyed and complain. “Breaking news in Hell today! We have just received word from the Heaven Embassy that the next Extermination is happening sooner than ever before.” The news woman said. “Do you know what that means, Tom?” “No, what does that mean, Katie?” “It means we're all royally fucked!” She says her eye twitching. The screen switches showing the clock as the time on the Clock Tower reduces to 176 days till the next Extermination. “Wait, what? Why?!” Angel says confused. “Shit… this is bad.” Quasi thinks to himself. Far away from the hotel a drone scours the area until it finds a dead Exorcist corpse with its head missing. The drone scans the corpse. Sending images back to Adam and Lute at the heaven embassy. “We found the body, sir. They've never managed to kill one of us before.” “We should just go down there now and destroy them!” Lute snapped. “No, no. We can't risk them catching on. But, don't worry, when we come back, there won't be a demon left alive to pull a stunt like this again!”

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Drake Ft. SZA - Slime You Out Lyrics

Drake Ft. SZA - Slime You Out Lyrics Intro: Drake I don't know I don't know what's wrong with you girls I feel like y'all don't need love, you need somebody who could micromanage you You know what I'm sayin'? Tell you right from wrong Who's smart from who's the fool Which utensil to use for which food, like I got a schedule to attend to, though I can't relate (6ix) Verse 1: Drake You bitches really get carried away Makin' mistakes, then you beg me to stay Got me wiggin' on you like I'm Arrogant Tae You got my mind in a terrible place Whipped and chained you like American slaves Act like you not used to Sheraton stays I met the nigga you thought could replace How were there even comparisons made? Bitch, next time, I swear on my grandmother grave I'm slimin' you for them kid choices you made Refrain: Drake Slimin' you out, slimin' you out, slimin' you out You might also like IDGAF Drake Balut Doja Cat ​greedy Tate McRae Verse 2: Drake Ayy, this ain't the littest I could get on you bitches Send wires on wires on wires like Idris You lucky that I don't take back what was given I could have you on payment plan 'til you're hundred and fifty And my slime right here, she got some bars for y'all niggas So I'ma fall back and let SZA talk her shit for a minute Refrain: Drake Slimin' you out, slimin' you out, slime Verse 3: SZA Damn, these niggas got me so twisted How the fuck you so real, but play bitch on my line? I can feel what you're spinnin' Got too much pride to let no burnt nigga slime me out Pull up, go write about My night, got time, let's discuss all those lies about Frontin' out here like you diggin' me out And I ain't even cummin', I'm in and out And you ain't 'bout the shit you rappin' about And I can spin a ho, I'm airin' it out I'm goin' off like a sawed-off You tell these hoes you ain't cuddlin' But with me, you know you doin' all that shit You tellin' these hoes you ain't trickin' off But with me, you know I'm gon' get it all How you niggas get so carried away? Trippin' when that dick is barely third place Fucked out of pity, it's cute that you lame Dip 'cause it's mid, I can't fake like it's hangin' Refrain: SZA Slimin' you out, I'm slimin' you out, I'm slimin' you out Oh-woah, woah Verse 4: Drake Yeah January, you pretend to see life clearly, yearly February is the time that you put the evil eye and the pride aside For the fantasy of gettin' married, very scary March got you already second guessin' titles April, spring is here and just like a spring, you start to spiral May brings some warmer days, poolside, gettin' very tan June have you movin' ice cold, goin' back and forth with a married man July, that's when I found out you lied August, it was "baby" this, "baby" that like you had your tubes tied September, we fallin' off, but I'm still the man you tryna win over October is all about me 'cause your turn should've been over November got you moodboardin' for next year and you're single December the gift-givin' month and now you wanna rekindle our year Tryna build trust, showin' me your DMs, how they tryna bag you Ironic how the news I got about you ended up bein' bad news Get a nigga hit for fifty racks, girl, the beef cost like it's wagyu Get a nigga hit, I'll make his ass see the light like a half-moon Shout to QC, pretty sure I made Pee M's like it's past noon All I really know is W's and M's, life lookin' like a bathroom All I really know is M bags like I drove through and ordered fast food Sayin' that I'm too guarded with my feelings, who the fuck even asked you? Seven bodyguards just in case somebody really wanna try and crash through Don't know why I listen to you when I hear you talkin' to me, it's some half-truths If I don't pay your rent, it end up like an old hairstyle, girl, it's past due If I don't— Outro: Drake Ah-ah-ah, that's as far as I got Read the full article

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

Calm Prompt List

What a blessing to feel your love

Twilight moments with you

Won’t you leave all your fears at the edge of the world

You’re the only one I’d do this for

The demons we’re running from, they are begging to stay

Angel, with the gun in your hand

I only light up when cameras are flashin’

Diggin’ my grave to get a reaction

I’ll give you my permission, you’ll always be forgiven

When you’re craving something sweeter than the words I left in your mouth

Shout out to the old me and everything he showed me

Had to fuck it up before I really got to know me

Never a night alone, anywhere you wanna go

Woke up in the morning wearing someone else’s clothes

Pictures in my phone with people I don’t know

Woke up in the morning, how the hell’d I make it home?

And they wondered how long I could keep it up

But I wondered if I ever, if I’d ever get enough

And I did some shit I never should’ve done

I would do it over now

Look into the mirror, take the punches that I throw

Is it easier to stay? Is it easier to go?

But I know that I’m never, ever gonna change and you know you don’t want it any other way

Why do we always gotta run away?

It’s like we’re looking for the same thing

Yeah, do we really gotta do this now?

I love you so much that I hate you

Right now, it’s so hard to blame you cause you’re so damn beautiful

Every time that you say you’re gonna leave, that’s when you get the very best of me

The hardest part of all is that we’re only built to fall

Some days, you’re the only thing I know

Sometimes, you’re a stranger in my bed

Don’t know if you love me or you want me dead

Push me away then beg me to stay

Every little lie gives me butterflies

Fight so dirty, but your love so sweet

Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth

Some days, you’re the best thing in my life

Sometimes when I look at you, I see my wife

Blood on my shirt, rose in my hand

You’re looking at me like you don’t know who I am

And I can see it in your face, you’ve got a side you can’t explain

I love it when you wear your hair down over your shoulder

Cause I know where tonight is going

You’re the only one who makes me — Every time we —

You know you are my favorite fantasy

You’re tellin’ me you wanna come over

You’ve got a million reasons to hesitate

But darling, the future is better than yesterday

I wasted so much time on people that reminded me of you

But I’ll build a house out of the mess and all of the broken pieces

I’ll give you the best years

I wanna hold your hair when you drink too much, carry you home when you cannot stand up

I wanna hold your hand while we’re growing up

I love you, you love me, but not in the same way

We fuck and we fight, then you call me a psycho

I walk out the door, but you won’t let me let go

But I can’t forget you and I’ll always let you

I know you think I’m bulletproof but you know how to hurt me too

Dance around the living room, lose me in the sight of you

You’re the only thing that I think I got right

When the sun goes down we all get lonely

Killing me slow with the words you wrote

I don’t think I like me anymore, will someone tell me who I was before?

Down on my knees, I’ll always follow, I promise you, until the end of time

Can I start another life, with you?

When I wake up in a haze and I haven’t slept in days, you’re a thousand miles away

If you can’t find another reason to stay

I’m gonna always have a lonely heart

I hope you think of me high

I know your friends don’t like me

Today I called to tell you that I’m changing

I need to stop letting me down

Stained hearts trying to find a home, looking for something real

You’re the only one that makes me feel alive

You’re the only one that matters

I don’t wanna kill my time with somebody else

He’s only got half of your heart cause I’ve got the other part

[infinitemonkeytheory]

lyrics

One of them regular cats you find all over the damn map New York City to Phoenix rocking dusty ass Adidas / Fiendish for wax and anything that'll heat up the track / You'll find me in the back of the store 'til my fingers are black now listen / You caught me diggin' through crates I'm on a mission / Siftin' through old cuts like I was panning for gold dust / Mold must and mildew don't stop me when the fever's got me / Probably find it in my lungs at my autopsy / It don't matter rather die before my time than never find a record that's been sittin' on my mind / My wrists will never shine / No Prada or fine wine / You got obsessions? / Fuck it I've got mine!

Got no Bentley or Rolls but friends I got that

Got no bitches and hoes but love I got that

Got no fat gold rope but hope I got that

Got no full length mink but karma I got that

Got no platinum link but style I got that

Ain't got no ice grill but skills I got that

Got a lot of what I need and got little of what I don't / Got the hots for J-lo but if she ain't willing I won't / I got no castle or moat but I got a cool crib in Brooklyn / Got a lot of company 'cause I got nine stray cats I took in / Been lookin' for a job but I got an occupation making funky beats and speaking to the younger generation / I got Asian eyes and I got a Chinese dad / And I got a bad habit of jonesing for the things I never had / I guess we all do fall to our knees / Beg please for things and cheese from the powers that be / But see a little girl said some words I'll never forget she said / "You get what you get and you don't get upset!"

Got no Mercedes Benz but people I got that

Got no golf cart on rims but taste I got that

No Alizé by the crate but faith I got that

Got no six model chicks but promise I got that

Got no six bottles of Crys but health I got that

Got no STDs but please don't want that

I got an idea gettin' ain't all it's cracked up to be / Don't get me wrong I best get enough for me / But some folks want every last bit of stuff they see / Lust for things / Diamond encrusted rings / Stuff that blings don't mean a thing to me / Never are the keys to happiness that they seem to be / Money ain't freein' me bringin' to a state of nirvana / I'd rather be on a Dalai Lama tip skip the drama / All I need is what I got and I've got plenty of that / Many have cracked under the pressure when they measure the gap between what they've got and what the next man holds / But yo, that envy disappears soon as the next man folds / Got more than I need of the he say-she say / The shit I want to get got can't be bought on E-bay / These days, people want it this instant like replay / Me, I just wanna jam like L.A. freeways / Be safe and connect with real folks / Live life right and realize real hopes / Real scopes aimed at people who be thinking like me / All I want is what we all got to be and that's free

Ain't got no stretch S.U.V. but family I got that

Ain't got no Hummer on Ds but talent I got that

Don't even own no ride but pride I got that

Ain't got no nuclear sub but patience I got that

Ain't got no gold hot tub but respect I got that

Got no Versace designs but time I got that

[wintervsuns]

♞

brandon let out a slow breath through his nose, jaw clenched tight as he listened to edrick. there was a sharpness in the bolton’s words, that cutting edge that always came with his kind—like every sentence was meant to dig in, to wound, or at least leave a mark. brandon didn’t flinch, but there was a heaviness in his chest, the weight of old grudges and older truths, or perhaps simply because he felt as though the other wished him to be a puppet and dance on a string.

the karstarks had already lost too much, had been served with disadvantage both personally and politically; he was too prideful of a northman to be edrick's example story.

“southern politics,” brandon repeated flatly, his northern drawl thick. “ye say it like it’s some curse we been shackled with, but i’m askin’—what the fuck do ye actually mean by it? the gold an' ships ships from cross the narrow sea? the trade routes that’ve made ‘em richer while we’re still out here counting barrels o’ grain before the first frost? aye, they’ve lined their pockets. grown soft, maybe. but coin’s coin. what’s wrong with wanting a slice o’ that, so long as our folk don’t starve for it?” he scoffed now, his hands on his rough beard. "yer own bastard brother few years back used just that to establish what you've got now - where the fuck were you, aye?"

he shifted in his seat, the old wood creaking under him as he leaned forward, elbows on his knees. “i know what yer hintin’ at. don’t go paintin’ me as some fool who can’t see it. i know the games they play. i just ain’t sure yer plan’s any better.” brandon’s grey eyes narrowed on edrick, hard and sharp. “you talk about standin’ firm, about holdin’ the old ways like they’re some sacred thing. aye, i get it. the north’s different. harsher. we look after our own. but there’s a difference between holdin’ fast and diggin’ yer heels in till the ground swallows ye whole.” the karstark was every inch the abrasion of a northern lord, his tone and his body language straight despite he fact he remained sat over his ale.

he let out a rough sigh, scratching his beard. “and don’t think i forgot who i’m talkin’ to. a bolton. house flayed man. you speak of loyalty to the north, but the likes o’ you’ve been carvin’ it up long before the southerners ever set their sights this far north. trust’s a hard thing to give a bolton. reckon you know that - go on and on about being kings of the dread. the north'll give its bones to the wolves of da north, happily. to the likes of you?”

brandon’s voice dropped, heavier now. “and aye, jin renshu murdered me wife. he should hang for it, these tradeslot need remember they ain't northern. but that don’t mean i’m gonna run into yer arms just ‘cause we share a bit o’ outrage. i pick my battles, bolton, and i sure as shit pick my allies. i ain’t blind to the cracks in this kingdom, but i’ll be damned if i stand with a man whose house is known for breaking oaths, skinning folk alive and being conned by some slimy bastard of the vale.” no doubt his temper had boiled. "yer all talk and chat bolton. make the stand yer be begging me to do yourself man, and then maybe men'll think yer worth even looking at, let alone following."

edrick listened as brandon’s words echoed in the hall, the tension between them thick like the northern winter air. he could sense the stubbornness in the karstark, a reflection of his own hard edge. but there was something in brandon's eyes that gave edrick pause. it wasn’t just a refusal to join his cause—it was a refusal to take a stand, and that, edrick believed , was the root of the matter.

he straightened in his chair, his pale eyes narrowing slightly, not with malice, but with the calculating sharpness that defined his every move. the firelight danced across his face as he spoke, his tone quiet but direct.

"aye, karstark, i know well what you say about rebuilding," edrick began, his voice low, purposeful. "but you stand between two worlds—one foot still tethered to the old gods and the other wavering, not daring to make a choice. you think the north can stand between them, but there is no middle ground left. either we keep our old ways, or we lose them."

he leaned forward, his gaze unwavering. "unity in the north doesn’t come from bending to southern politics, but it doesn't come from standing in the middle either. the king’s ear may not be yours, but you’ve earned his respect. it makes you someone whose voice carries weight. it’s time you put that weight on the scales of what’s right for the north.”

he shifted, his movements deliberate, slow, and purposeful. "you speak of graves, and i’ve seen them too. seen what happens when you ignore the signs, when you let the wolves grow fat on the bones of the north." he looked at brandon, his voice turning harder. "but mark my words, karstark—there will be no rebuilding without first standing firm. the old ways are what have kept us alive. and the longer you stand by the fire of compromise, the quicker you'll watch it burn down to ash."

edrick paused, allowing his words to settle, the flickering firelight highlighting the steely edge of his resolve. “you want to rebuild the north, yes? but how do you rebuild something that is already on the verge of crumbling under its own indecision? tell me this, karstark—where do you stand, in truth? you need not speak it aloud for the entire room to hear, but you cannot tell me you do not hold your own doubts on these changes?"

[helenofsimblr]

Elita: While my brother, Isaac and Cat were on the boat ride back to the District of San Myshuno, meanwhile in San Myshuno city center, lets check in on my sister and Jimmy while those guys are boating. Oh, FYI, Isaac had really bad sea legs, and was really sick on the way back to the city!

***

Jimmy: Hey darlin’ what’s going on?

Lysa: Nothing really, just watching some shit on TV, trying not to think about cigarettes. The main character here literally smokes more than my mother does… its… distracting. 

Jimmy: Yeah, that’s kinda bad for sure. Anyway I was wonderin’ if me and you can have a talk darlin’ I kinda got some questions about your family and stuff and yeah just wonderin’ if you’d humour me.

Lysa: Um, yeah… I mean, what do you wanna know?

Jimmy: Well I been workin’ this case that happened up the Springs and uh, I did some diggin’ and uh, well, two guys was attacked darlin’ pretty bad. 

Lysa: W-what’s this got to do with questions about my family?

***

Jimmy came and sat next to her. Lysa stiffened and felt her body tense up.

Jimmy: I checked the security feed darlin’ and one of the guys at the scene of the attack I’ve managed to identify as your brother. So uh… 

Lysa: My brother isn’t a criminal if that’s what you’re suggesting.

Jimmy: Ok now… how ta put this tactfully like. I’m gonna have to investigate him darlin’. 

Lysa: Why? Why would Guy attack anybody?

Jimmy: Well see thing is, the victims said this little blonde girl utterly beasted them, then we see your brother with what we think was a 13 year old girl, an’ he literally slams her to the deck. So, I gotta follow that up… know what I’m sayin’?

[dirtyhands]

march 10, 2023//

hi. i’m here. a dreary afternoon before work. eagerly waiting for the day where i feel caught up, but also forever wanting to go slow. the always conundrum. i don’t waste my days off anymore, but i sure don’t take care of the shit i need to. there hasn’t been any lulls in time during night shift due to the ever worsening of staffing issues in health care so i think that’s where i place the blame on prioritizing my pleasure in my free time. however the pleasure can never be as deep as i would like with my responsibilities over my head. so i’m trying to figure that out. anyway, not sure where i left off last, but being philly has been treating me well but mostly like molasses. a little sludgy but also delicious. that’s a bad metaphor but whatever. i hurt my back last summer and i’m still not back to usual and i’m not sure i will be but i’m making the best of it. i’m able to get back to taking care of my body in ways that work for me, and while my injury eventually triggered some really bad habits due to the length of healing time, i haven’t had a ciggy or a drink in over two months. my brain is rekindling itself, big time. it doesn’t feel good most of the time, but the better days are delightful. i’m back to journaling elsewhere so i’m just hoping to renegotiate my relationship with the interwebs (which now feels synonymous with social media) and reconnect in ways that are sustainable for me. i still wish i could throw my cell phone into the delaware river but maybe using an actual computer will work for me as i engage with old/new habits. we’ll see! who’s still here?? i’m here to see the poetry and art ya’ll are diggin today or tomorrow or whenever. 

[icybreaths]

Chuckles shook her at the comment about her own subordinates. “Fuck, I’d love t’see those idiots eat one a’their own legs and challenge me after…”

“Naw, outside a’the captain an’ maybe third seat--” she stuffed her mouth with jerky next to give them a try, “—no challenge. Get complaints that I can’t ‘spar right’. Hell is that even s’posed ta mean?! Out here, don’t gotta worry about none a’that shit.”

“An’ no, they don’t know about this." she continued, "S’pose you could say I get a ‘ride’ here and go back and forth. Try not ta stay too long ‘cause I got a post in the Livin’ World I ought’a be at and I don’t get ta go there all the time.”

It was worth the risk though. This was the only place where she could truly breathe with her weapon and utilize it to its current best. The other realms had her infuriatingly leashed in some way.

“I always make it back a’fore anyone notices so I ain’t worried ‘bout anyone getting worried.” She wished no one would care if she just up and disappeared. It would make things a lot easier in her mind.

“Now the Arrancar, that would be somethin’ worth more a concern. I’ve crossed I dunno how many at this point. Some are fine, some are fuckin’ nutty, some got slain ‘cause they thought I looked like a snack. Done told ‘em frozen food don’t taste good but they wouldn’t listen!”

She fisted up another wad of trail mix and stuffed her cheeks again. “It ain’t jus’ fightin’ a’course. I found some old shit, an’ I mean reeeeeal old lookin’ shit underground. There’s water an’ old structures an’ books. Abandoned but I thought it was neat. Looked like a world lost in time. Keep diggin’ an’ you’ll find somethin’.”

Standing, she walked over to a crack in the cave wall where water trickled down. “Like this over ‘ere? Gotta lead to a bigger source. Could find a big ole quartz pit or cave paintins. Or beasties. Never know what ta expect in this place.”

That was what made it fun.

Jo listened intently, shoving a few pieces of jerky under her mask, amused at Jewel's priorities- food first. She could respect it. "Think so. Plums and apricots and... I dunno, pineapples and everything you can think of. Roshon's kind of a wizard at keeping people alive and happy." Even if she would never admit it. She tilted her head slightly. "The 11th not giving you enough of a challenge, eh? Some of your subordinates would eat their own legs to challenge you on that..." She chuckled quietly. "Does anyone know you come out here to do this? You know... Just in case you don't come back and someone gets worried." Her tone was neutral, simply curious. After the war, Hueco Mundo was in a weird state in regards to the Gotei. Forbidden to some, if only for the danger, but here the two of them were. "Especially if you run into any wandering Arrancar out here alone..." Exactly the kind of person she was looking for. She paused thoughtfully, looking out of the mouth of the dunes they were nestled between.

With a shrug, she looked back over to Jewel. "What kind of stuff do you find out here, anyway? Seems like I just end up eating sand when I'm here."

[half-blood-goods]

Watching The Mummy Returns for the first time, enjoy the live commentary

Oh cool, immediately into battle again

Wait isn't the Scorpion King a movie

Y'all just started walking into the middle of the desert, what was the plan there

Not the evil Anubis bullshit please. I'm so tired of Underworld Gods portrayed as evil. My man was just doing his job.

Hello there handsome man

Oh god, why

Why is there a child 😭

Why are y'all back in tombs, last time wasn't enough?

Oh, dreams, gotcha

NOPE NOPE NOPE

Wrong place for tarantulas

None of the side characters will live till the end, especially not these 3 fuckers, I can already tell

Excuses moi? Whomst U ma'am?

Oh, a vision

Homegirl low-key acts like the entire last movie didn't even happen

Aaaand the certain doom box contains....

Oh cool, the bracelet

This scene single handedly contained more water than the entire last movie

Oh cool, we going back to last place

Diggin' a hole, diggin' a hole

Hey ma'am, why are you looking so good? Weren't you a mummy last time?

Where the fuck did you get both books?

Not the fucking scarabs again

What the fuck is that

Oh, it's Imhotep

✨ exposition✨

Why the FUCK would you put than on your hand you STUPID kid

MY MAN

Oh the Cleopatra treatment? Classic.

TATTOO GUY MY BELOVED

Damn girl, you weren't slacking these last years were you?

✨dramatic cape flip✨

Oh cool, we are saving the world again

Why would you leave a figurative child and a literal child alone in a car?

Ooohh it's a cult. Probably should've pick this up earlier

Oh that's a bit early for the mummies to show up

Sup Imhotep, how have you been?

Is this chick like a spiritual successor or something?

Perfect timing my dude

There's a lot more guns this time and I'm not sure if I like it

THEY JUST TOOK A BUS LMAO

Hope you have insurance on that car buddy

Damn these priests have been practicing

YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE EYES

The opposite of Yeet the kid: Yoink the kid

You know I would appreciate some subtitles for these two

Nice to see a fellow monsterfucker

It's the fucking plague box again

Suddenly you learned English my dude?

See I told you, one fucker down, probably the other 2 too

This Izzy guy will never top old guy, no one will

In his defense, i would have also stabbed that kid's hand if he started the "Are we there yet" bullshit

Imhotep cleaned up good again, but his monster form is still hotter

I hate when they make the villains suddenly incompetent when they have to move on with the plot

I'm low-key confused on what's going on. Why were they fighting and why did they show up the bracelet

W h a t

Ooohhh he brought back his wife

Oh he's leaving context clues. Smart kid.

Wooooahhh. That's a LOT of people

✨water magic✨

Thank God the bird is okay

We goin' on a jungle tour

NOOO NOT THE BIRD I FUCKING JINXED IT

I do NOT like the shrunken heads, thank you very much

I'm getting strong "Don't go into the tall grass" ala Jurassic Park vibes

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK

I DON'T LIKE THESE FUCKING TINY-TIKI WANNABES

GET FUCKED, THIS IS FOR THE BIRD

TATTOO GUY NOOO

DON'T FUCKING SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN

That was lucky timing

HOLY FUCK

She's not dead is she? Like, she's gonna come back, right? RIGHT?

Did he just lost his magic?

You know all this scorpion stuff and they didn't even mention Serquet once, I'm kinda disappointed

This guy really isn't looking too stoked about his sister's death

Again, why am I more invested in the villain side's love story?

Oooh, I like the soldiers' design

It's rematch time

Coooool design for the Scorpion King

WAIT IS THAT THE FUCKING ROCK?!

HOLY SHIT THAT'S A LOT OF SOLDIERS

VICTORY

This was a long-ass climax

BETRAYAL

THIS IS WHAT YOU GET, BITCH

Oh god this wonky ass CGI is killing me

Oh hey, I forgot this guy existed

Peace out Tattoo Guy, i never learned your name but you're still the best

Well this movie was... something

Definitely worse than the first one. I felt like this has way too much action and the characters had way less breathing space. Plot was kinda all over the place. Still a solid movie, i guess a 6.5-7/10

All I know is that there's a 3rd one which is like, completely detours from these ones? Which is never a good sign honestly. THANK GOD THE CHILD WASN'T AWFUL. I was fearing that honestly from the minute i saw him, but he did a good job. Also is the Scorpion King movie related to this Scorpion King in this one or is it unrelated? I gotta check later.

[spicylove4ever]

Desmond Sycamore through The Azran’s Legacy.

Spoilers for those who hadn’t played the game or watched the gameplay and daydreaming about playing it but you didn’t have the console. You have been warned.

First thing I want to stand out is how they put perfectly clear that Sycamore was Descole all allong. On the freaking trailer. It was so clear, they didn’t even gave us an animatic with the reveal! So we missed everyone’s faces when he showed up.... such a wasted opportunity... 

And all they had to do was leave this on the trailer:

Since we had seen Raymond all the time with Descole, anyone would have figured out with this that Desmond was Descole.

So, we knew it was the freaking Descole ALL. THE. TIME. We heard him talk about casual things like the weather, and being completely polite and all that, and especially when people talk shit about him and he had to bite his damn tongue or he would blew out his disguise! LOL He had to be so chill all the time and not be the usual drama king he usually is...

Inner Descole: Does it pay off to have a cat littering my so clean airship so my companions can solve some puzzles? Uhm.... ug, fine.

Inner Descole though all this: listen up you brat! I don’t have to steal anything! I’m a recognised archeologist and I can just ask to check them out! Ok, Descole just don’t say anything... yeah, let’s agree with Layton on not diggin on me for now...

He’s a run-away so if he hears about police those are bad news. Clue for those who didn’t watch the trailer.

And these other times when his disguise was about to be compromised....

 She was lucky he didn’t break his character that time.

We all know that “storm inside” included day-dreaming about murder with giant machines. XD

The rest of the journey Sycamore barely does things that stand out to the rest of the team, I suspect in order to not look suspicious. But he couldn’t help but to let some things slip, so we have things like these:

First hint of having someone that was gone for good. TT_TT

Followed by a hint of his true self by put in doubt Julien’s sanity. I loved that.

This kind of dropped like a bomb to all of us. And it hit HARD. He had a freaking family, with a kid and all. 

His smug personality and show-off self stands out a little by letting us know that he would rival with Layton anytime on knowledge just because he still wants to prove Layton that he can do things better than him.

More sad wisdom come from experience. :(

But Desmond always losed his temper anytime Targent was involved, and especially when Bronev was in the room. 

He totally broke character here. I can’t blame him, because we could read between the lines that Bronev ordered Sycamore’s family’s death, and that made Desmond turn into Descole.

So, he finally gets everything he needs from the team, and leaves them behind.

But things were not as easy as he thought.

On this trip, he used as disguise his old self before turning into Descole. Which means that re-using this face meant:

He had to act again as how he used to be.

Act as how he used to be means get in touch again with his old self.

Number 2 leads to re-touch ways of being that he hasn’t since he put a mask on.

He re-asumed ways of being, so he got in touch again with old feeling and his usual coping mechanisms of violence were not an option, because that would break character.

He didn’t play to be Sycamore, he was returning to be him again. Or at least, half in the journey.

All that journey made him dig out old feelings, and what was left of his heart.

So, when he went back to the team, this time not hiding his actual thoughts....

Luke is angry at him, and throws at him all that anger all the time everytime he has the chance...

... at first, Descole is completely chill with it. 

But then, Luke hits the spot where hurts, and he shows regret.

And when the time came...

He jumped to protect Luke.

Let’s put aside his origin story that he told when he has in the ground and down, except for the part that he finally put the cards on the table, and showed what was inside of him all this time, and the extend of how much he has hold a grundge to Targent.

After it, he, at first just leaves it all on Layton’s hands, but he decides to get back up again: 

(no, the dialogue is not complete, I just used the most important parts)

All of this speaks for itself. 

But when all it’s over, though, he doesn’t come back as Sycamore, he keeps on as Descole, also sepparates from the group for good.

What did I get from all this emotional journey Descole went through? He gave up most of his self-destructive behaviour and regain the will to live. And all thanks to get in contact with his old self and with two special young ones that made his heart awake again. Even if he couldn’t return to his old self after all what happened, he found a new spark for his life. Thanks to Aurora mostly.

As for me... well...