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championofsanghelios · 3 years ago

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Watch Dogs Legion - "M"

This was written by me, remember. So expect the usual errors, typos and word bugs (bzz.) --- [11.11.2029] [THE EARLS FORTUNE] [2044 HOURS] --- "...that's not my point!" Jackson says as he pushes the door open, his waterproof dripping wet from the rain that was lashing down outside. "You need to stop being so reckless, and actually consider the risks to yourself...as well as others."

"There's no fun in being careful!" Wrench replies, following him in. He was absolutely soaked through, but didn't seem to care. "It takes away the unpredictability...which is what I love about those Ops. Just showing up with my Lady Smash and some home made explosives...it's great!"

"That's another thing I need to talk to you about." Jackson pulls off his waterproof, draping it over one of the radiators near the wall. "There's breaking things, then there's vaporizing them..."

Connie comes out of the back room, letting out a laugh when she sees them both. "Well Well, you two took your time getting back."

"Only because this one here decided an Albion Comms Tower needed to be demolished." Jackson says, moving past her into the backroom where he locates a towel to dry his hair. "I'm yet to figure out how he wasn't caught or killed."

"You're making a name for yourself, Reggie." Connie says, moving around to the other side of the bar. "Not entirely sure if it's a good one, but...a name nonetheless."

"Yeah well, I'm just prepared to do whatever is necessary to take this city back." Wrench shrugs, gladly accepting the beer she places on the bar for him. "If that involves blowing up Albion property or smashing up Blume server stacks with my hammer, so fucking be it."

"It's dangerous." Jackson appears from the backroom, tossing the towel at him. "You better change that sweater by the way. You'll catch a chill."

"What are you my mother!?" Wrench let's out a modulated grunt, pulling up his mask slightly and downing about half of the beer he'd been handed. "Give me a break, we made it back okay!"

"And what happens if you end up getting arrested, or seriously wounded?" Jackson asks, opting for a bottle of water instead of anything alcoholic.

"Oh no." Wrench shakes his head placing his bottle down on the bars surface, his exposed mouth smirking. "There's no injuries with me. Either I get the job done, or die trying."

"You genuinely don't care if you live or die?" Jackson asks, giving him a look. "Seriously?"

"I don't have this for nothing." Wrench points at the anarchy symbol on his neck. "I don't live by rules, that includes the ones to do with life and death."

Jackson is about to say something when the door pushes open and Aiden comes in, feeling about as miserable as he looked. He was wet, but not in the same way the two of them were, something else had happened to him. "Wow! What happened to you!"

"I fell in the Thames." Aiden grumbles, shaking the water from the sleeves of his overcoat. "...actually I dove in there after some thugs caught me stalking them."

"Oh that reminds me!" Connie suddenly pipes up, her hand tapping Wrench's right forearm. "There was a bloke in here earlier on. He was asking for you."

"A bloke?" Wrench replies, questions marks lighting up his askew mask. He downs more of his beer. "Who was it?"

"No idea." Connie shakes her head, smiling. She reaches under the bar, taking out a small piece of white card paper. "But he was lovely, all charms...asked me to pass this onto you."

Wrench eyes the card for a second, opting to pull off his mask entirely. He takes a hold of it, turning it around. Someone had written a note in red-ink.

YOU NEED TO ANSWER YOUR PHONE, MAN ALSO THE WEATHER HERE IS NUTS!!! SEND ME A MESSAGE WHEN YOU GET THIS oh...and thank Connie for the free cookies. - M

He suddenly let's out a cough as he chokes on the beer he's drinking. Lifting the card up. "...motherfucker!"

"What?" Jackson stops trying to wrestle his Uncle out of his coat. "What is it?"

"I'll be right back." Wrench says, leaving his beer and his mask at the bar. He heads out into the rain, ignorant to the fact that it was making him wetter than he already was.

Taking his out his phone, he swipes up the contacts tab, scrolling down until he finds the right number. He thumbs it, his Optik lighting up and dialling.

After a tone or two, he hears a click.

"You took your time." Marcus' voice was something that he would never ever tire of hearing, especially now, especially after all of the shit he'd been through the last year or two. "I was wondering if Connie would get that to you."

"You're here." is all Wrench can say, unsure of what he should do now. Part of him wanted to jump for joy, another wanted to cry. "...you're actually here. In London."

"Yeah, I guess I couldn't just sit there in SF and let you have all the fun." Marcus chuckles. "...that little job we did together a few months back reminded me of how much I enjoyed having you around."

"Where are you right now?" Wrench asks, reaching up this face, rubbing at it. "Are you nearby?"

"Why?" Marcus asks, a smile evident in his voice. "You that desperate to see me?"

"Yes." Wrench admits it there and then. In truth there hadn't been anything he wanted to do more than see him again. "...It was the same for me. I didn't realise how much fun I used to have with you until you found me through, Jordi."

He moves over to one of the benches, sitting down on it. All around him, London was going about it's business, people were walking past, umbrellas in hand, hoods covering their heads. Looking out across Parliament Green, he sighs.

"I hear you've been having some fun outwith our little shared Op." Marcus says. "Something about killing Nigel Cass?"

"He had it coming." Wrench snorts bitterly, shaking his head. "Fuckin' maniac thought he could subvert justice and launch a coup...which reminds me, I've got to introduce you to the Dick."

"The Dick?" he hears the Hipster's confusion. "Who's that? Dusan's cousin?"

"Might as well be." the Anarchist nods, smiling to himself. "His name is Richard Malik...and he's a massive prick...but he's been useful to us."

"Wait...is that the same Richard Malik who was appointed Director of SIRS, only to be exposed literally 2 days later?" Marcus asks.

"That's the one." Wrench nods, sitting forwards. Staring at the concrete between his shoes. "I should send you the vids from when Bagley used his own FILAMENT against him."

"FILAMENT?"

"...what were his exact words?" Wrench's eyes narrow. "It's like...Nudle, but with instant access to all information about every person in the UK...basically George Orwell's wet dream."

The laugh that Marcus let's out is cathartic, such a delightfully bright noise, and one he could never get enough of. One he hoped he would hear more of soon.

It's short lived though, as a whole load of other feelings come to the surface in the pause that follows. He deflates a little. "I've missed having you around, M."

"I know." Marcus replies.

"So where are you?" Wrench asks. "Are you coming back this way? Or am I going to have to find you?"

He gets no response to those questions. His eyes narrow slightly. "M?"

Suddenly there's a movement in his peripherals, at which point a hand appears, holding his mask. He looks at it for a second, almost stunned.

"You're making a habit of leaving that thing lying around..." Marcus says, having just sat down next to him. "...am I gonna have to retrieve it for you every time you misplace it?"

Wrench doesn't move, he just sits there, frozen in place. Marcus had aged, much like himself, but not in the way he was expecting. He still looked pretty much the same as he always had, spare the scruff around his face and neck, which had turned into a full beard...and a little tinge of silver hair on his fringe.

Something shifts inside him at that moment, a tightness in his core that he wasn't even aware of unravels. A laughs bubbles out of him, one that turns to a sob half-way, and without so much as a word he puts an arm around him and pulls him into a hug, hiding his face in his shoulder.

"Huh." Marcus says, placing the mask onto his lap and closing the hug. "Of all the reactions I was ready for...this wasn't one of them."

"Shut up." Wrench says, his voice muffled by his shoulder. "Just-...Just shut up."

Marcus laughs out loud again.

. . .

#watch dogs legion #wrench #marcus holloway #wrencus #jackson pearce #aiden pearce #connie robinson #i wrote this instead of sleeping #good night zzzz

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loveyourlovelysoul · 9 months ago

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I honestly may not answer immediately as well sometimes, especially if I am drained and I just need and want to unwind or do something for myself (so yes, this includes random posting/reblogging stuff online: I need to show myself I am worthy by putting myself first and dedicating myself some me-time sometimes; and if in those moments I simply want to scroll and look at/rb some puppies' vids eg., why not? It's an activity as painting, napping, exercising... The only difference is that you know for sure that this person is on the phone/computer "doing nothing" -I'd say chilling though, let's call things in a proper way- : if they were painting, you wouldn't know that they're looking at a blank paper, but does it really change things? Wouldn't they be chilling as well? Wouldn't they have at least heard your notification anyway?).

Whatever... If I don't answer immediately, it doesn't mean I'm ignoring others, despite I know it can look like this (I've been there too). I think it's a matter of seeing things from a different perspective: eg. let's stop making others' (especially strangers online's that may also live in a different time zone) actions about us mean that we're not good enough to be answered asap or that our words are not important enough; let's learn to be objective and to differentiate what is an actual urgency to what can wait a few hours or even a couple of days.

With life and technology (as well said by op) moving so fast, we learnt that the only way for things to be okay is that they need to come fast to us (eg. also healing, love, job, answers, future...) but that's not how it has to go: think about nature, how long does it take a plant to grow from seed to a beautiful tree making loads of fruits? Surely years.

What I mean is... let's all take a breath and take it slower. Not just me/those not answering you asap, but you too stressing over why I am/we're not answering immediately and if I am/we're angry at you or something: please, when this happens take a moment for yourself too instead of overthinking and spiralling. No you very likely* didn't make any mistake, no you didn't bothered me and no it's not about you in any of these or other negative way your mind may want you to think about yourself. You're perfect. But I have a life and problems as well and I need time for me as you do -as an introvert, maybe a little more than you, lol. TBH it's just that dealing with people, sometimes, it's draining even when it comes to simply telling them: "sorry I don't feel like answering you now". Such a phrase may still make the other overthink and ask you questions about how are you if they can help... when you just really want to not think about anything or anyone for a while. Like you're on vacation from the world.

*Immediate communication, imo, becomes very important when the person writing you crosses your boundaries: eg. they insist, are rude or send kind of messages you don't want to have to deal with without even asking you. This is when you need to tell them to stop and that you don't want to interact with them. This is when you make your boundaries clear asap and openly say what's wrong and stop the interaction. Even block them if necessary. But that's a different story ofc.

People don’t owe you their downtime! And I don’t mean this in a harsh way, but in a “quit breaking your own heart” way.

It’s so easy to see a friend “active” and reblogging on tumblr, or maybe making a status update on Facebook and feel hurt they haven’t replied to our messages.

Different things take different energy. And someone being “online” but not actively talking to you does not mean they no longer love or care about you.

#important #communication #relationships #online world #my story

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thiserichann · 4 years ago

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cookies and cream - lee jeno

reader x jeno

genre: smut, strangers to fuck buddies, humor if you squint hard enough

word count: 4k-ish

warnings: recklessness (she met with a stranger online, don’t do it kids) excessive lying, 18+ scenes that includes: oral (f receiving) face riding, soft dom!jeno?

This is merely a work of fiction and is not meant to hurt the image of Jeno and NCT. Again, don’t be as reckless as OP. This was just a fantasy of mine that I’ve been dying to get out of my system.

Holy fuck.

That's the only word that you've managed to utter when you decided to check your messages that morning.

You got bored in the middle of the class and decided to sneak a peek on your phone to pass the time. The class is recorded anyways so you can always just go back to the parts of the lessons that you've missed.

But holy fuck.

You never expected to see THAT so early in the morning.

"Miss Y/N?"

You snapped back to reality and stopped malfunctioning for a second when somebody called your name. Everyone including your professor remained quiet and all eyes are on you.

"Oh. Sir what’s the question again?"

You answered nervously as you tried to review your notes and backtrack on what he is discussing a few moments ago.

"I see that you're distracted in the middle of my class again. Mind sharing what you're occupied with?"

"Uhm. I was watching KPOP fancams, sir."

"Fancams won't get you into law school, Miss Y/N. Phones off please."

You tucked your phone back to your pocket and never picked it up again since. The professor started blabbering again but no information is being retained on your head. It stayed that way at your other classes.

You wished you were looking at some KPOP fancams earlier. You’ve watched fancams at class before and got away with it unscathed.

Oh no. It was a goddamn dick pic.

A good one, too.

It was from a guy that you met in a kink site a few days ago. You created the account out of boredom and expected nothing to come out from it. It’s all the flirting and sexting without all the unnecessary commitment

It only took you a few minutes to set up an account. For some privacy, you made a random birthdate and a random nickname, because like hell would you share your real information to these people. You also picked a racy picture of a lady that looked a bit like you and passed it off as your own.

Within minutes, your inbox is flooded with messages. Most of them, however, are from men who are old enough to be your father.

Well, you were bored, so you entertained everyone and then went on back to your boring, vanilla life. A few political history and theory books later, you went back to see which ones messaged you on the site.

And that's where you've met him.

The most gorgeous piece of meat alive.

He seems like a nice guy. He introduced himself as LJ and your age aren’t that far off from each other. LJ is the only one who actually engaged in conversation besides "want to fuck?" or "are you horny?"

As soon as you started messaging back and forth, you scrolled on his profile to see what he looks like. The only thing is, his profile looked a whole lot like those high fashion male underwear photoshoots.

It was an array topless pictures (presumably his, you just can’t be bothered to check if it is actually his). It featured his sculpted abs and biceps, cropped up all the way to his full lips. Despite not seeing his whole face, you knew very well that he’s a hunk. To say you were intrigued is an understatement.

Since then, you've been talking back and forth through Snapchat (your secret one because you're not stupid) and sent him actual pictures of yourself, completely omitting the face. You took one from your bed, your bathtub, and probably every part of your house that you felt is sexy enough to be included on the pics.

You can't tell him if it's him or the repressed sexual urges finally manifesting itself after more than a year of not getting laid, but every text to and from him made your heart race. It was something that you looked forward to every hour everyday.

Hours went by that you totally forgot leaving him on read. You climbed up to your bed to rest your back to the headboard and opened your unread messages.

You: Hey svlr. School stuff.

He opened the chat and started typing right away.

LJ: Oh good. I thought I did something wrong to upset you.

You: Not at all. I loved the pic by the way. It literally knocked my socks off.

LJ: Just the socks?

You: You can take the rest of it off yourself ;)

You scoffed. The flirty banter has always been there ever since you started talking but nothing really came out of it.

LJ: If only I could :(

You: I know. Covid’s a bitch.

You set your phone aside for a second to go to the bathroom. On your way, you picked up some snacks at the fridge and sat back down to your bed, only to find your phone blowing up.

LJ: If you're down maybe we could meet

LJ: It's totally fine if you don't want to

LJ: I just made it weird, didn't I?

LJ: I'm so sorry I brought it up in the first place

LJ: I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable

LJ: Hello?

LJ: I'm really sorry

You: Chill. I'm right here

You: I just went to the bathroom

LJ: Oh

You: I'd be lying if I said I don't want to meet you as well

You: Well... I wouldn't write off the idea

You: But with the Covid

LJ: Thoughts?

You: I don't think it's a great idea

The screen says Seen right at the bottom but it took him a couple more minutes before finally replying.

LJ: I understand

LJ: But in case you change your mind, I'll leave the time and place up to you

LJ: I’ll take care of the rest

LJ: Deal?

You: I'll sleep on it.

You: Speaking of sleep, I gotta go. Morning class.

LJ: Okay. I guess this is good night then

You didn't, in fact, talk to him the day after.

You'd be lying if you said that you didn't want to see him and his abs in real life. But as someone who overthinks a lot, you just can't shake off the risk.

You: Good night. Talk to you tomorrow.

What if he's not really the guy in the pics? Or he’s psycho in real life? What if he's infected the virus?

You sighed.

Why must some global pandemic ruin your sex life?

You waited until the end of the day before you finally replied to LJ. The last thing that he texted was a brief good morning from earlier in the day and nothing else. He’s actually a pretty sweet guy, totally not worth ghosting, and you actually liked talking to him as a friend that you can share your sentiments with.

With your guilt finally eating you up, you took a break from your assigned readings and sat back at your bed to rest for the day. Your fingers hovered over the keyboard for a minute, thinking of something to say to him. It took you a few tries before finally hitting the send button.

You: So, I thought about it

LJ: And?

You: I need to know I can trust you

LJ: Okay. How?

You: I don’t know. Send me a proof that you’re real. Get tested?

You: Is that fine with you?

Within a split second, he sent his reply.

He actually did it.

You couldn’t believe it but he actually did it.

LJ: Consider it done.

He got tested for physical, including the virus test, and passed with flying colors. He even sent you a vid of him inside a medical clinic.

He just sent the uncensored results this morning where you can clearly see his real name.

Lee Jeno.

LJ.

Seems legit.

Well, the uncreative nickname shouldn’t matter now because the results meant only one thing.

You’re gonna have to push through with your promise.

You got ready around noon that day. You can’t remember the last time that you actually got ready to meet someone that’s not a delivery guy or a relative passing on something to your family.

As someone who overthinks a lot, you actually got everything covered. You picked a place near a restaurant to eat. The police station is just a few blocks away just in case something happens, and right in front of a library…

“Where’re are you off to?”

You raised your backpack to show to your mother.

“I’m off to the library. I needed to get these renewed. Maybe pick up a novel or two.”

She looks at you from head to toe, eyeing that incredibly loose hoodie, faded denim jeans, some worn out sneakers that looked like it’s supposed to be thrown away years ago and a medical mask that covers about ¾ of your bare face. It’s just your usual attire whenever you go out for errands.

She just nodded and went back to watching her favorite soap opera.

“It’s nice that you’re out of your room for once. Take some cookies from the kitchen so you’ll have something to eat in case you get hungry.”

… as an alibi to get away from your strict parents.

As soon as you left the door and made sure that you’re out of sight, you found the nearest public toilet and grabbed a whole other outfit from your backpack. The hoodie is replaced by a white, ruffled see-through blouse and you ditched the jeans for a tight skirt that’s at least four inches above your knees. You tousled your hair a little bit and put on some powder and tiny hint of lipstick before putting your facemask back on again.

It’s been a while since you’ve done an elaborate scheme like this. Your skills got a little bit rusty, but they always work.

Sometimes you wonder if you’re really meant to be lawyer or a criminal instead.

You stepped out of the toilet and blended right back into society.

Now all you have to do is find wherever the hell LJ is.

Jeno sat anxiously as he waited for you right inside the café. He’s on his fourth cup of coffee but it didn’t do anything to calm his nerves down (geez I wonder why).

You: I’m almost at the café.

He’s been staring at his phone the whole time. Once he received your message, which is a pic of you in the bathroom after the outfit change, he almost choked on his drink.

This message sent him on a panic as he turned his camera on to see how he looked. He did some minor adjustments to his hair and he wiped off his eyeglasses clean with the sleeves of his hoodie (which did nothing for him by the way) and then casually sat down and played it off cool like he hasn’t been waiting for you for over an hour.

On your perspective, you walked inside the café and looked around for LJ. Fortunately, there was only guy inside the café, twiddling with his phone on his hands and as he kept on peeking through the glass windows as if he’s looking for someone.

From afar, he actually looked really cute. His appearance, a shy, nerdy dude with glasses, looked way off from the fuckboy image that you expected him to have in reference to the messages that you’ve been getting from him.

It’s always the quiet ones that are kinky. You should know, you are one.

You walked over to his table and tapped his shoulders to get his attention.

He froze for a moment before he finally managed to turn around and face you.

“You’re actually here.”

“I know. I’m just as surprised as you are.”

tap tap tap tap

The room is so quiet that the only thing you can hear is the sound of your heels tapping against the tiled floor. You can say that that is one of your observable annoying habits tapping your foot on the floor when you're a nervous wreck.

Sighing in retaliation, you removed your hoodie, fanning yourself as you tried to relax and get comfy on the hotel couch (which should be comfortable enough since you paid a shit ton of money on that room), switching the TV on to get your mind off of things. The lackluster array of shitty sitcoms didn’t distract you at all, but it instead reminded you of the reasons why you’re in that room in the first place.

Having nothing to do to pass the time, you paced back and forth in the room, finally sitting down once you realized that it looks way worse than you just tapping your foot. You folded your arms right across your chest, looking at the watch from time to time but the hands of the clock seem to be moving slower the more you stare at it.

Quarantine started almost a year ago and it's been very hard for you. Sexually. It's been almost a year since you've been touched by a man and you’re more than ready to jump on anyone’s dick at any this point,

Too bad that that dick is taking his sweet time in the bathroom.

tap tap tap tap

Your foot found its rhythm once again, only this time, you’re not nervous anymore. Your patience is wearing thin.

As if summoned by the constant tapping, the guy comes out of the bathroom, just casually drying himself while wearing nothing but the towel dangerously hanging on his waist and a boyish smile on his lips.

No biggie.

"Hey."

Suddenly, you’re not tapping anymore.

Head empty, just thoughts of a hot guy patting down a towel all over his toned body.

“I hope I didn’t make you wait for too long.”

He spoke, tossing aside the towel on his hands on the sofa, finally giving you a full view of him and all his glory.

You must admit, you’re skeptical at first. The guy that’s been sending you faceless thirst traps just days ago, telling you how he’d fuck you senseless looked a lot different from the guy who entered the hotel room just a moment ago.

He came in wearing those black oversized hoodies that did a great job in hiding his best features. His hair was a bit long for your taste, covering half of his face while the face mask hid the other.

But this man right here in front you, he’s Adonis.

You unconsciously bit your lower lip, earning a chuckle from the guy.

“I’m guessing that you’d like to start now?”

You nodded, the tension and awkwardness rendering you unable to speak.

He smiles as he takes the remote from you, turning off the television because the main show is about to start.

You started to tense up again, eyes wide as you realized that he’s now right beside you, wrapping his arms around you as soon as he sat down. He leans over, soft lips coming into contact with your exposed neck and shoulders, landing small pecks all over.

You sat there breathless as he slowly ran his fingers to the side of your thighs, tracing circles at it while giving small, reassuring kisses on your neck and shoulders. It’s as if he’s asking you for your consent, waiting for you to open up to him before he makes a move.

He got his answer when you turned around to face him, running your fingers into his cheeks before cupping his face, your lips finally touching his. He moved in the same pace as earlier, slow and calculating. You got a bit impatient once again, biting his lower lips gently to let him know that he can do more.

He grabbed you by the waist and successfully placed you on top of him. The kiss got even more sloppy as you ran your hands through nape, then into his soft locks. His hands travelled once again, finger running through legs again, stopping as soon as he reached the hem of your skirt, flipping it up to reveal the thin lace material that barely covered your core. You took that as initiative to remove the towel on his waist and grinded against his growing member, the friction and heat enough to earn a groan out of him.

He held your waist once again, firmly this time, halting your movement completely.

You broke away from the kiss, staring him in the eyes to read his face.

“Something wrong?”

“Hold tight.”

You were about to ask about what hold tight mean, but your arms cling unto him involuntarily as he lifts the both of you out of the sofa.

Jeno laid you gently in the bed, making sure not to break eye contact as he does so. He looked like he's about to eat you alive, which is enough to send flush to your cheeks.

“I would’ve loved to bend you over that sofa, but I think it’s just proper that our first time will be on the bed.”

"God. You're beautiful."

He then ran his fingers towards the thin fabric of your blouse, feeling every part of your torso like he's memorizing every detail of it. His hands then travelled in your chest, squeezing the swell of your breasts on each hand, fingers shaking as he does so. It felt like an artist admiring his delicate work of art.

He situated himself between your legs, taking a moment to admire you first before doing anything else.

He started to run his hand on your cleavage and stopped on the uppermost button of your blouse, taking his time to remove all of them and placing a kisses at the exposed skin. After all of the buttons are taken care of, you lifted your body up and slid off the fabric. Your black lacy bra finally made its appearance. You took the liberty of taking that off too, as slow and as you possibly can.

Jeno just stared at your body in awe, breathing heavily as his eyes scanned your naked glory.

"Gorgeous."

He said under this breath before leaning down to claim your lips once again. You're turned on by how much attention he's giving your body now. You're usually loud in bed but his gestures are making you bashful. You've never felt this beautiful before.

You can feel his hands trembling as it travels all over your body, his kisses getting even more needy. There was moans of satisfaction every time he would lick your lips. Jeno was kissing you like you were oxygen and he needed to breath.

His hands travelled south, running across your thigh and your now aching core. You're about to remove your skirt and underwear but he stopped your hands midway.

"Keep it."

He took your hands away from your skirt and placed them just above your head.

"Just sit there and relax baby. Let me treat you."

You did just like he told you and gave him full control of your body.

"Good girl."

His lips brushed your ears, whispering sweet nothings about how beautiful you are under him. His kisses then went down to your neck, using his tongue and teeth, marking everything he can get his mouth on with his saliva. Meanwhile, his hands finally touched you down there, massaging your still clothed wetness.

His middle and index finger felt your slit, moving it in swift motion in search for your clit.

"Oh my god. That's it."

You gasped as his fingers finally hit the right spot, tossing your head back as his fingers made circles at your bundle or nerves.

You opened your legs more, leaning on your arms on your back, head tossed back and eyes closed as you feel your impending orgasm.

He dipped his hand inside your underwear and collected some of your essence with his fingers. The mental picture of him licking his fingers deliciously is enough to get you off for weeks.

It didn't take long before he took your panties off and his ducked his head down. He opened your legs once again and licked one long stripe on your core, making sure to taste all of you. You sat there and watch as he hungrily takes all of you in his mouth, acting like your pussy is a full course meal and he's been starving for years.

Within moments, you've become a moaning, toe curled mess. You ran your fingers to his blonde hair, guiding him on how to move his tongue and fingers on you. At one point, he bit some of your sensitive skin, making you scream a string of curses under your breath.

"Stop stop stop."

You grab a fistful of his hair and he paused from what he was doing. You pushed him gently away from you, leaving him staring at you confusedly. The confusion didn't last long when you flipped your current position, you're now on top.

"Can I ride your face?"

At this point, you're bold and horny enough to use your words and ask him. He just nodded, sliding himself from underneath you and went back to eating you like a champ. You grabbed his hands and placed them across your chest, squeezing your breasts to send him a message. He was quick to pick up and followed suit, pinching your nipples right in between fingers while your ride his face to orgasm.

"Shit. I'm coming..."

You writhed from above him as you come undone. Your body felt cold all over. Your eyes are ringing, feeling dizzy as you almost passed out while you bucked your hips a few more times to milk your release.

You didn’t have time to recover when you heard your phone ringing from outside. Your legs felt a little shaky and you almost tumbled and hit your head in the wall if Jeno didn’t help you get up. You sat down on the floor, butt-ass naked as you frantically searched for your phone from under all of your stuff before you finally pressed the answer button.

“Yes mom?”

“Where have you been? Your father’s been looking for you at the library. He’s picking you up on your way home.”

You buried your head on the couch to shake off the buzzing feeling on your head. You placed a pillow on your body while you searched for your discarded clothes all over the hotel room.

“Oh yeah. I went to the café and got something to eat. Tell Dad I’ll meet him outside the library.”

“Okay sweetie. Can you pick up some groceries on your way back? I’ll text you the list.”

“Yeah mom. Bye.”

You breathe a sigh of relief as you started putting on the outfit that you wore when you left home.

“Where are you going?”

Jeno reluctantly got dressed as well, his shy demeanor came back as soon as he wore his glasses and fixed his hair.

“I got to go, Jeno. I’m sorry that I’m leaving in such a bad time…”

You went over to him and placed a sweet kiss on his lips.

“I promise to make it up to you next time, okay? I’d love to meet you again.”

You grabbed a paper bag from your backpack and handed it to him, waving as you bolted out the door.

After fixing his things, he sat down for a moment and took a quick peek inside the package that you left him.

It was a ziplock bag of full of cookies and a whole other treat.

You left him your two-piece lace lingerie.

To be continued.

#nct #nct dream #nct u #nct x reader #nct smut #nct jeno #nct hard hours #jeno #jeno scenarios #jeno au #jeno smut #lee jeno #jeno imagines #jeno x reader

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pwnyta · 3 years ago

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Some Gacha Game Salt coming in, this is gonna get a bit lengthy, so I apologize

So there's a petition (or something) someone has made to get more Lumine inclusion from MHY (like in merch and promotional images), which is all fine and dandy (though there seems to be a lot of people hating the very idea, but I'll get to that in a moment.) I saw a comment talking about how Gudako (from Fate/Grand Order) fans aren't "like this" and I feel like there's a lot of issues when comparing Genshin Impact to Fate/Grand Order. Like, in the gameplay and everything else. They're just two vastly different games

While you can choose between Gudao (male) and Gudako (female), they're technically the SAME character, both named Fujimaru Ritsuka, the only difference is that, well, one is male and one is female. Overall it doesn't change the story too much either way, because you don't really get to see Gudao/Gudako except in small ways, like when you buff a character in the battles you're character choice will flash across the screen. But like, in the scenes where characters are talking and such, it's more first person POV, where you're looking through MC's eyes. You do get dialogue options, but they're generally pretty devoid of personality overall, because the MC is simply a stand-in for "You". (Most of the time characters will literally say something that "You" say in response to them saying/doing something. Like you're having a conversation with them even though you didn't get dialogue options)

But when it comes to promotional videos/images, Gudao/Gudako aren't really included, it's usually showing off characters you roll for in the game, and battle gameplay. We did recently get an anime adaption for one of the singularities, and Gudao was the star of that (which, as a Gudako fan, does make me sad.) but the OP commenter said something about how they like that Gudako is used for the more comedic stuff, which I disagree with, but that's just me. Mainly because the "Learn with Manga! FGO" Gudako comes across like a sexual predator (I mean, both Fujimarus come across as sexual predators in this, but Gudako is the primary focus). We got one manga adaptation of a singularity with Gudako as the protag, but that's about it..

But that doesn't even matter because I've never seen Gudako fans get as bullied and shit on as I've seen Lumine fans get! Like, anytime anyone brings up adding Lumine to promotional images, or making Lumine edits, they always get ruthlessly bullied for it??? Like what is up with that? I can only assume that it's from Aether users who are rabid M/M shippers and thus see Lumine as "Getting in the way" or something???? It's ridiculous. Like, obviously fans of Lumine would like to see her in new promotional vids/images, there's no reason to attack them for this very simple wish.

BUT ALSO ALSO, Lumine and Aether are TWINS. They're SIBLINGS. MHY themselves have said that BOTH twins are "Canon Travelers" but when you only use Aether for promotional stuff, it sends a pretty clear message, especially to new players, that Aether is the canon traveler. It's INCREDIBLY different in FGO where technically both the male and female avatar are the SAME PERSON. And EVEN THEN in the craft essences of the games they're pretty even in appearance, most of the time showing up together, so Gudako and Gudao fans are both fed pretty well in that regard (still would've like to see Gudako as the anime protag though)

I mean, I know this all just boils down to the company's main target demographic being the male users, that's why there's more sexy ladies than dudes, it's the same for FGO if you look at the new character drops for last year up until now. Like, last year saw over 20 new lady characters to like... 2 new dudes? Even the male FGO fans were complaining about that. They introduced some fun new male NPCs but they're locked in NPC jail it seems. Can't get THEM as servants, even if we wanted to.

I've lost steam and probably gone off track, all I want from FGO is more male servants. Or more costumes for the existing men. Where's my male swimsuit servants, dammit!! Or give me more handsome old men!!!

Thats rough for Gudako fans...

Looking at them these seem really nondescript so yeah its pretty clear theyre explicitly player inserts.

When it comes to Lumine/Aether from all the polls Ive seen it seems the VAST majority of the player base chose Lumine over Aether and most of the fanwork actually includes her rather than Aether... so I think its pretty clear the 'official' Teyvat twin is Aether while Lumine is Abyss sibling because I doubt they would go against the majority like this if it werent supposed to be that way... I think that fits with the battlepass story and that one loading page where Lumine is under the moon too.

I'll be honest though even Im annoyed with the (EN) Lumine stans spamming the comments under official art posts with 'WHERES LUMINE?!' Because its only ever them... Ive never seen anyone else care because the focus character is always one of the gacha characters... SPEAKING OF NEW BEIDOU ART!

Its clear that the Twitters character choice is Aether and it doesnt seem like theyre going to stray from it so people should just get over it. (People bitch about people inserting Lumine into the pic? LMAO For what... EN fandom bullshit.)

But I guess its MHYs own fault for saying that theyre both 'canon'

You cant please all of the people all of the time MHY.

#sketchysketchbooks

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illwynd · 3 years ago

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tagged by @iamanartichoke! ty!! :D

1. Why did you choose your URL? It’s been my fandom name since 2003, when I joined LJ. At this point I answer to it just as much as my real name.

2. Any side blogs? Yep. @throwbackthorki and @runebone and @backtoasgard. Also a couple private ones for like my morris side and junk.

3. How long have you been on Tumblr? Since early 2012, when I realized this was where fandom was going.

4. Do you have a queue tag? Nah. I queue almost everything, since my anxiety finds that easier for some reason, but it means it’d almost make more sense for me to tag non-queue posts. My queue is huge.

5. Why did you start your blog in the first place? Because this was where the fandom was when I got into Thor fandom.

6. Why did you choose you icon/pfp? When I got here everybody else had MCU Loki, nobody was using comics Loki, and this particular comics panel amuses me.

7. Why did you choose your header? ... gosh I am not even sure what mine is/was. I think I had something there at some point but it got lost through tumblr weirdness.

8. What’s your post with the most notes? I thiiiink that would be my vid appreciation post. Though for a post addition of mine that got much more traction, almost certainly that one criticizing the MCU (”that hardly narrows it down!!” i hear you cry. yeah ino, ino). I think OP of that post hates me.

9. How many mutuals do you have? If we’re counting people who’ve disappeared, at least half the people I follow are mutuals. If we’re just counting active users? Ehh a few dozen I guess?

10. How many followers do you have? It’s been hovering just over [redacted] forever. It’d probably be four times that if I didn’t block every damn pr0n bot, spam blog, t*rf, and anti that decides to try to follow me lol.

11. How many people do you follow? Just under 300. But most of them are inactive or nearly so.

12. Have you ever made a shit post? No, never.

13. How often do you use tumblr? Basically every day, if you count “mindless scrolling while brain reboots” as using tumblr.

14. Did you ever have a fight/argument with another blog? lol I feel like this is asking something different than I’d mean. Like, yes, I’ve argued about shit, sometimes fervently (this is fandom, ain’t it?), but those are about whatever the topic is, not some kinda personal feud, right? I am also conflict-averse and I am way too tired for bullshit.

15. How do you feel about “you need to reblog” posts? I am way too contrary for that. Just don’t, jeez.

16. Do you like tag games? Yes, when I manage to remember that someone tagged me lol.

17. Do you like ask games? Yep, or at least I like them if they’re well constructed and I like the topic. And I deeply appreciate the handful of y’all who send asks for ‘em XD

18. Which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous? Ehh I don’t think I have any rly high-profile mutuals at this point? I have mutuals-of-mutuals who are, and plenty of y’all are well known in the fandom, and there are some artists I tend to think of as kinda big names (and definitely deserve to be tumblr famous) but honestly ihni.

Tagging: Anybody who sees this and is bored right now XD

#i guess we do a meme

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crystu-cii · 4 years ago

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XDD

I f e e l that pain in my soul-- my older sister uses cologne sometimes and it is sO STRONG AND WILL NOT STAY CONFINED TO HER ROOM-- AMD SOMETIMES SHED DO IT IN THE DOORWAY LIKE HELLO-- XDD

YEAH WH GET SOME SLEEP LEAVE THE STAYING UP TO US-- XDD

YES BABY JAIL, INTO THE UPSIDE DOWN LAUNDRY BASKET YOU KNIFE-WIELDING HEATHEN-- XDD oms XDD well I don't know them but I love them- YESSS THEYRE SO FLUFFY-- I'm actually curious what images pop up first imma check-- FLUFFY PUPPIES-- we've actually never owned ones that fluffy(those actually look more similar to shetland sheepdogs than the shelties we've had so far?? Very similar/similar enough where if someone doesn't know a sheltie we mention shetland sheepdogs), our current one is a purebred that we got for free(she was being given away bc her family never came back for her and the lady taking care of her couldn't afford the time to take care of a second dog long-term think) and she's got pretty short fur in comparison- still fluffy enough, but not quite so long of fur-- she's a blue merle(absolutely gorgeous fur, she's like 8 now with a lot of health problems but she's super loving still 💕💞) anyways about the fur, so long as you brush regularly you should mitigate most of that, and it mostly collects in corners- but like.. be prepared to eat and wear dog fur for the rest of your life-- (actually there's a thing called a fur zapper we bought recent that you put in with your clothes when you wash/dry them(I think it's dry but idk??) that's supposed to get a lot of hair off your clothes in that process? Also lint rollers are your best friend--) AND roombas are really helpful(we bought a knockoff one and rarely have to sweep ever so 👀) XDD WHEEZE I can't even imagine what you did-- but like you could ask for a budgie/parakeet /hj I mean, they aren't very expensive (actually they're pretty cheap) but they're very loud, need a lot of attention(especially if you want them to bond to you!) and you need to research into them a lot to make sure you're doing things right-- loads of vids online!! Loads of websites too!!! I'd know I have one- JUST A WARNING, FEATHERS AND SEED HULLS GET ALL OVER YOUR FLOOR XD p l u s like you have a friend who knows stuff about birbs :3 anyways ENOUGH RAMBLING FROM ME WOW THAT GOT LONG--

💕💕 I feel that XD OMS-- I WISH-- WHAT A D R E A M - s n a k - Awww but what a mood XD

XDDD oms YES-- EXACTLY-- XDDDD another good thing you should try eventually is SWEET POTATO CASSEROLE WHICH IS APPARENTLY DELICIOUS??? I TRIED IT FOR THE FIRST TIME(AT LEAST IN A WHILE) TODAY AND IT WAS SO FUCKIN TASTY????

H E A THEN-- XDD how cool of them to try tho :3 whEEZE Y 'A LL-- XDD

WHEEZE I SUCK WITH INSTRUMENTS SOOOO-- DAMN THA'S SOME BAD LUCK MY DUDE-- MAYBE YOU'RE CURSED DAMN-- oms wOWW--

Yesss-- ooh I've never played 👀 seen some stuff but never played-- (see: my computer sucks XD) I h a v e played Portal 1 and it is SO GOOD and SO SHORT and I WISH I HAD GOTTEN PORTAL 2 INSTEAD BUT THATS OKAY CRIES-- YESSSS THE SONGS SLAP--- ALSO THERE ARE ACTUALLY TWO WHOLE MORE CANON(PROBABLY KINDA MAYBE NOT?? IDK) SONGS, ONE FROM A LEG DIMENSIONS GAME("You Wouldn't Know") AND ONE THAT WAS CUT FROM PORT TWO("Don't Say Goodbye"(Harry101UK made an edit to make it Glados' voice!!)) THERE ARE ALSO A BUNCH OF GOOD FAN SONGS SO YEAH-- ALSO NOT TO BE A SIMP BUT GLADOS' VOICE? PERFECTION. I LOVE HER. ALSO I COULD LITERALLY DETAIL THE PORTAL LORE I AM INCREDIBLY EMOTIONALLY INVESTED IN THIS GAME-- ALSO THERES A CLIP THAT SOMEONE MADE USING A (VERY GOOD) GLADOS TTS TO HAVE GLADOS SAY TRANS RIGHTS AND ENBY RIGHTS AND IF I FIND IT AGAIN ILL SEND IT TO YOU-- YOU COULD PROBABLY FIND IT IF YOU LOOM UP GLADOS SAYS TRANS RIGHTS? IT HAS A VIDEO WITH TRANS FLAG COMPANION CUBES ACCOMPANYING IT-- ALSO YES THE PORT MODS(/ADD-ONS? MAYBE? THEY'RE COMMUNITY MADE I THINK BUT IDK ALL I KNOW IS THAT THEYRE COOL AF--) (also I apologize for all the screaming? XD it's like, four am and I was talking about portal so.. whoops?)

Right like wth???? I???? Okay but like December to February babies just fuckin DONT EXIST IN THIS GEN OR SOMETHIN-- CAUSE I FIND N O N E -- Maybe there are more December babies but there are definitely like NO January to February babies it is So Weird--

NEJFQOBGKW WOWW d an g like-p l e a se s t op over sp r aying-- xD and LEGITTTT LIKE- THAT WAS M Y ROLE TO STAY UP LATE- XDD

WHEHEHEZE- LAUNDRY BASKET TIME- G E T I N XDD anD YESS- any doggo is just such a cute doggo 😭💞💞 but for me- fLUFFY ONES ARE WHERE ITS A T- and ohhhh i see- FOR FREE?? W H A T A S T E A L XDD but awwww the poor doggg at least she's with you now ! ;0;; 💞💞😭 aaw such a lovable puppup 😭😭💞 and oHHH i see :00 but oh no- xD i also have a friend that has two dogs and whenever he would give me gifts- there would be dog hair on them no matter what- XDD and ooOhhh those sound really helpful! omg- i swear i dont have to have a pet for the need of a roomba- i already shed so much hair myself its so crazy-- xDD and oH MAN loud animals are really gon get my mom fired up- and OO birds just look so cuteee i always fantasize of having one- but then again- with the noise and all xD the more i think about it i dont think we are prepared to have a pet at all xD but i still dream of at least having one pet in my lifetime!

and OO that sounds awesome!! i have no clue if i even tried casserole before- man- sometimes i just eat food without even knowing wth it is XDDD but THAT SOUNDS so gooodddd :O

and LEGITT LIKE- TF IS HAPPENING WITH MY SCHOOL LIFE- XDD and oh my god- IT GETS WORSE- that year there was a FREAKINGG FIREEEEEEE- it wasnt that dangerous thank god- but it had to get a whole ass room renovated because of it- and guess what room it was- THE ORCHESTRA ROOM- AND GUESS WHAT M A D E I T W OR SE- that year- it was the first time the school replaced those 10+ year old instruments with new ones- NOW THEYRE B U R N T- and mind you that the school's budget isnt so- gr e a t- like oh my god i am still so bewildered over HOW MUCH chaos HAPPENED that year- and i thought that year was gon be the year- yknow? like UGH

and OHH MANN playing portal sounds awesome! but i just dont think the game would be worth my money cause i know the plot- and even with the mods and all my brain would be broken as i would possibly have no clue what to do- xDDD

and HOOOO MANNN game fan songs are just so AWESOMEEE- and those sound pretty cool! :OO and HOLY SHIT FUCK YEAH- GLADOS SAYS TRANS AND ENBY RIGHTS Y A LL- now im gonna look that up and let my ears be blessed by such words- XDDD and DONT WORRY BOUT SCREAMING ALOT- i scream a whole dam lot too XDD

and LEGITTT- finding someone's b-day in january and feb is so rare all of a sudden like wh a t - XDD

#the rambles of crystu #even tho we are legit friends on discord- ima still answer these XDDD

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dingoat · 6 years ago

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95. “Come cuddle.” - I'd love to see some Ahuska (did I spell that right?) cuddles!

Life felt infinitely more normal now that Crow had been given clearance to move out of the post-op wards and back into their own quarters. Despite now being stationed aboard a commandeered Imperial Dreadnought, with all the space and luxuries it afforded, and the fact that honestly they could have probably designated a whole level for themselves and not been denied it, the Crow family nonetheless only had one place they really wanted to be.

Home. Their ship.So aptly named, their home in the stars, their home even when parked in the hangar of the Cicatrice Tyrannis.

He still spent a lot of time in bed, weak from his injury and surgery, but every now and again Crow managed to venture out into Home’s common area, and Ahuska encouraged him to get up and about and gently moving as much as possible. For now, though, they were lounging in the communal living space, Crow quietly browsing the Holonet and Ahuska twanging away on her (definitely not stolen) guitar, while they waited for Nela to return sothey could start up the ‘vid they’d promised to watch together.

Ahuska’s ears twitched, hearing Crow’s vaguely bored little grumble, and the shuffling of him setting aside his datapad and rearranging himself on the couch.

“Pout Snout!” he called, and then she turned her head, to see him comfortably reclined with his arms open wide and welcoming. “Come cuddle!”

At first a beaming smile spread along her snout, but in the same instant she heard a rumbling little ‘prr?’ from across the room that made her freeze. A slowly dawning expression melted her smile, replacing it with a sudden look of panic that she flashed at Crow for an instant before flinging herself to her feet.

***

::Mos Eva, Tatooine,two weeks earlier.

“Hey Nela!”

The red-skinned half-Twi’lek had just been passing by the animal pens, sneaking a couple of sugar cubes to the fathiers and giving a few good neck scratches to the more affectionate of the varactyls, but at Ahuska’s call she paused and turned about. “What…?”

“Come here a sec! I want to try something!”

Skipping the fence and passing through the main exercise yard, Nela cut the shortest path to where Ahuska was settled on the far side, cross-legged on the ground with her overgrown lap cat of a dune nexu rumbling with purrs and trying to headbutt her way to extra treats.

“I thought you were trying to make Pexu more obedient…?” Nela teased, watching the Bothan wrestle with the nexu on the sandy ground.

“We’re just playing,” Ahuska laughed in her own defence, giving the huge felid a shove right on the middle of her great blunt head.“Look at this. Pexu, down…” Ahuska’s entire attitude changed abruptly into something calm, strong and demanding. The word was punctuated with a sharp gesture of her right hand, extending her pointer finger and flicking it toward the sand.

Pexu immediately melted backwards, two steps away from Ahuska, and lowered herself halfway. The nexu was still plainly tense with excited energy, quivering, purring, tail twitching restlessly, all four of her eyes fixed on Ahuska’s closed fist that held the treats. Ahuska wasn’t satisfied; she kept that finger pointing downward, and gave Pexu another chance. Keeping her tone level and firm,she fixed her gaze on the nexu. “Come on, properly now. Pexu, down.”

After a moment of extended quivering, all her predator’s muscles bunched for the pounce, Pexu eventually relented and actually let her belly rest on the ground. Ahuska still waited until she saw those muscles actually relax, and then she gave her praise. “Good, gooood, good girl,” shesaid, using her calm tone alone to inform Pexu that though she’d done the right thing, she wasn’t finished yet.

“Alright Nela, now you go sit over there…” Ahuska gestured to an open spot in the sand behind her. Even this movement was delivered slowly and deliberately. “And when you’re ready, spread your arms open wide and ask Pexu to ‘come cuddle’,” she was very conscious of saying those particular words as blandly as possible, but even then Pexu gave a little flick of her tail on hearing them. “And say it nice and bright.”

Nela was all too keen to test-run Pexu’s latest bit of training. She sat down where directed, and after just a few seconds threw her arms wide and beamed at the patchwork-coloured felid. “Pexu! Come cuddle!”

Ahuska couldn’t have been more pleased with the result.

Pexu kicked up a spray of dusty sand as she lunged forward, positively barreling into Nela with enough force to send her flat on her back, but not before her huge taloned paws wrapped around her shoulders. There was no way to avoid a bit of a clawing through her robes, but Pexu was surprisingly gentle with that aspect of the collision, no doubt something Ahuska had very finely honed before trusting this particular move on somebody else. And Nela was laughing her red Twi-lek butt off as she found herself smothered by overenthusiastic nexu headbutts and cheek rubs, so loud it almost drowned out the cat’s throat-rattling purr.

“Okay that’s cute as hell,” Nela said when she finally extracted herself from underneath Pexu.

“But you haven’t heard the best bit. You know how your dad likes to call me over when he’s lounging in front of a holo….?”

Nela’s eyes widened with dawning understanding. Her grin rivaled that of her father. “OH.”

***

“Has he done it yet??” Nela asked a week later, bouncing on the balls of her feet.

Ahuska shook her head with a beleaguered sigh. “I keep trying to get it out of him, but he keeps saying different things! It’s got to pay off one of these days…!”

***

::Home, CicatriceTyrannis, Unregistered hyperspace lane, present day.

“Pout Snout!” Crow called from where he was comfortably reclined on the couch, arms open wide and welcoming. “Come cuddle!”

Never had he had the offer met with such a look of horror.

“What-“ he didn’t even have time to get the whole question out, and just sat there stunned and weirdly helpless feeling as Ahuska threw herself across the room, taken aback by her abrupt change in demeanour.

Ahuska knew she had about 2.75 seconds to intercept Pexu before she flung herself onto Crow.

Crow, still so weak he could barely do a lap of the ship before getting out of breath. Crow, whose insides were still mending themselves around and adjusting to the presence of a foreign object in the place of his heart. Crow, whose chest was barely keeping together with a thin layer of fresh, shiny skin and was under strict doctor’s orders to not engage in any strenuous physical activity yet.

Crow, who stared at Ahuska as she slammed into a mid-air nexu and tackled her to the ground, rolling into the far wall of the room with a hefty thump and subduing her with what seemed to be at least fifty percent sheer force of will. His jaw hung open, and he slowly shook his head. “Stars, Ahuska. Did you just save my fethin’ life?”

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(Okay I know this mightn’t be exactly what you had in mind but it was the story that came to me! I hope it was still fun in it’s own way. TY so much for the ask!)

Ahuska and Pexu are mine, Crow and Nela of course belong to @humanrevolt

#character asks #swtor #nexu #swtor fic #bothan #ahuska #crow #nela #pexu #wow the copy paste from word really messed with this #hopefully phone view is better now

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thepuckishrogue · 3 years ago

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*blows the dust off of my account just to post this*

Not me arriving to the party, ahem, fashionably late lmao.

10/10—highly recommend if poly-Kiribaku is your thing (as always, mind OP’s tags and minors go away).

Lots of spoilers/rambles/me general fangirling over my friend’s writing under the cut, as per usual…

Okay so right off the bat I am already in my feelings.

Removing his shoes, setting them to the left of yours as he always did.—that shit right there? Perfection. That whole paragraph, really. idk there’s just something about that level of comfort and domesticity that always makes me so damn soft. Making a home with someone, creating habits and routines that are specific to you? UGH. Fucking end me now.

Starfishin’ Kats, starfishin’ Kats, STARFISHING KATS!! ((sorry, I had to get that outta my system lol. that’s so damn cute as well as on brand—you just know that man takes up all the space, like he’s trying to establish dominance even in his sleep lmao. if he’s not doing that then he’s completely curled around you like you’re a safety blanket, there is no in between))

Kiri barely managing to last a day before going full on heart-eyed simp is so damn funny to me. Honey wears his heart on his sleeve and sees no point in trying to mask his emotions overmuch and honestly I love him even more for it; one of us has to be the more emotionally intelligent and it sure as shit ain’t gonna be me or Katsuki lol. ((also what purpose do those sleeves—the actual, non-metaphorical ones—serve anyway?? does he vibe with early 2000s emo/scene styles or…? lmaooooo))

Fuckin’—OF COURSE Kats gets hot over us putting Hatsume in her place. Basic tsundere ass mf (affectionate)

Oh no—we’re such an excitable little bean, running off to the dorms at the crack of dawn to show of our designs!! Cute~ Yeah, I see why they want us lol. Also loving the fact that Kiri still calls Kats Bakubro despite the fact that they’ve been dating for like a year lmao; peak couple energy, we love to see it. But the Katsuki had to pull his ‘idk how to process my emotions so I default to being mean because that’s easy and safe’ bs and totally kills the beat. But omg, when Kiri took off that croc I got instant flashbacks to that one vid where the lady manages to beam her daughter from down the block with a fucking flip-flop; ong it was like that shit had honing abilities or sumn lmfao. Anyway, mf better be glad I like my (anime) men ~emotionally damaged~ lol.

But he makes up for it! He’s trying!! Sis, the growth!!! We really do love to see it, truly. ((but uhhh… I have a terrible astigmatism so I legit thought that Kats had decided to call us a gd Twink and I was gonna fucking lose it. idek where my eyes pulled that fucking ‘w’ from, but now there are tears pouring down my cheeks I’m laughing so fucking hard seND HELP)) Also I have no idea how I’m handling HtH training with that man; between my thirst and total lack of physical aptitude I’d be dying in the gd streets, ngl.

Oh shit, we’re in our feelings. Double shit, a proposal has been made. And third times the gd charm ig because our dorm just fucking collapsed with us in it. Yes, this is fine. ((it is NOT fine)) ((well ig it’s kinda fine, since we’re all together now—but still lol))

Kiri’s fucking eye crinkles—fucking BYE. A lifetime’s worth of eye crinkling smiles’ll definitely do that to ya (but Scar, did you have to do it to us? The correct answer is yes, yes you did lmao)

We called him Kit-Kat, yes!! I’ve always loved that nickname for him, mostly because I’m convinced that he would hate it so damn much—well until he realized that he could flip it on ya. Ya know, some “Then come ‘n’ take a bite, Princess” type shit that wouldn’t work if anyone but him tried it. And he’d be such a cocky lil shit about it too, all self-assured smirks and arched brows, with the only tell that he wants this just as much if not more than you being the way his eye are smoldering with want… Okay, lemme stop lmfao

Anyways!

-the next several paragraphs have been REDACTED due to the reviewer’s attempt to keep up the appearance of having at least some sense of decorum- ((but I see you, pandering to my oral fixation lmfaooooo))

So in conclusion I’m crying, I’m sweating, I’m punching the gd wall. Any questions? No, good, because I have no coherent answers. Head’s not empty tho, it’s so very full of thots lmao…

Excellent work as usual, dear ((tho now I’m hella sad that I’m not married to these men for real ;n;))

Head Over Heels

Pairing: Bakugo x Kirishima x F!Reader

Warnings: SMUT! Minors go away. Earthquake. Blood. Swearing.

Contains: Poly Relationship. Porn with Plot. Slight soft dom tendencies, nipple play, biting, DP, one hole, unprotected sex, voyeurism (kinda), fingers in mouth. Pet names/nicknames: baby girl, good girl, baby, princess, Tink (per Bakugo), slut.

Summary: You were assigned to work with Kirishima and Bakugo as a part of your support course training at UA. What you didn't plan on was developing crushes on the hero course couple and you certainly weren't prepared for them to have crushes on you but, it's funny how things progress and life happens.

SMUT happens post UA.

W/C: 5,395

A/N: This stemmed from a conversation that @thepuckishrogue and I had the other night. I hope you all enjoy these two beefcakes as much as we do <3 I really didn't edit this at all, by the way.

It was nearly three in the morning by the time Eijiro unlocked his front door. He'd showered at the agency after his patrol because there was no way he wanted to risk waking up you and Katsuki. And, to further ensure he didn't, Eijiro tiptoed as quietly as he could through the house.

Removing his shoes, setting them to the left of yours as he always did. He didn't bother turning on any lights, he knew his home perfectly by now and certainly didn't need any lights to tell him where to go. Leaving his bag slung over one of the dining room chairs since the table was covered in your gadgets and other work before making his way down the hall to the bedroom.

When he nudged open the door, his heart swelled at the sight before him as it did damn near every time he laid eyes on the two people he loved most in the world.

Katsuki was starfished out as he usually was with arms and legs splayed wide, leaving you clinging to his body like a little koala.

You'd all been together for roughly seven years though, he'd been with Kat for just a year longer. It didn't really matter though, he was head over heels for the both of you, just as much as he'd been at 17. The girl from the support course that he and Katsuki had been assigned to, charged with helping them with all their technical and support item needs.

He thought you were cute as a button, he couldn't help it, and Katsuki was quick to catch onto his crush, we have to work with her so don't make it weird, Shitty Hair. So, he did his best to keep things strictly professional, just like a real pro would do.

His best lasted a day, 25 hours to be exact.

"You're ripping these sleeves to shreds every other day, Kirishima!"

Just because you'd been recently assigned to each other, didn't mean you didn't know about him. It was just that you specifically were now tasked with fixing his sleeves and anything else they needed.

"I-I can't help it!" He told you standing in the doorway of UA's lab, "I use my arms, like, a lot! And the fabric rips no matter how careful I am! And if I have to go Unbreakable, yeah, there's nothing left of 'em at that point."

He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks as he watched your nose crinkle with thought. Damn if it wasn't the most adorable thing watching you work. The way you paced around examining, muttering words he didn't even understand, he even thought the pen kept constantly behind your ear was cute! He was a goner.

"Alright. I'm gonna figure this out! I just know it. I just gotta think... I'll have another pair of these ready for you tomorrow, two actually so you have a spare, so swing by before training but, I'm gonna make something that'll actually last you. Might take me a while though."

And it did. Not days, not weeks, even after a month you hadn't figured it out completely. Bogged down with other tasks and assignments. Eijiro didn't mind though. It gave him an excuse to visit you, to get more sleeves, and also to check up on your progress. Sitting with you to keep you company and helping when you let him.

"That can't all be for you?" Katsuki caught him walking out of the lunchroom for the third day in a row that particular week.

"Uh, it isn't. Y/N, she's been working really hard trying to update my suit, and, well, she usually works through lunch. Figured if she's working that hard for me, bringing her brain fuel is the least I can do. Wanna come too?"

Anyone else, anyone but Katsuki Bakugo, would have been jealous of how much time their boyfriend was spending with another person. But, Eijiro knew damn well Katsuki had a crush on you too. He saw it in Katsuki's eyes when they'd gone to pick up a prototype gauntlet you made for him.

Hatsume was hovering, pointing out other attachments and modifications you could have made to better your baby. You kept quiet, kept focused only on Katsuki, fitting the gauntlet to his arm, making a minor adjustment here or there, and letting her babble incessantly the entire time.

When she touched him though, touched the item you created, Katsuki looked ready to blow her mouth off but you beat him to it.

"Alright, I need you to back off! He's assigned to me, not you. Why don't you worry about the 500 projects you have for Iida and Midoriya before you go worrying about what I'm doing for these two. Okay?"

She walked off in a huff, muttering about how you needed to be more creative while you just kept working and Katsuki, well, he was grinning like a damn fool.

"Fine! Yeah, I like her! That what you wanna hear? I'm with you though! Not gonna leave you just because I got some crush!"

He'd badgered Katsuki the whole way back to their dorms that night, Eijiro kissed him because he was so damn cute when he was flustered. "Katsuki, you don't have to leave me to be with her you know."

At first, Katsuki balked at what he was insinuating, but, if the redhead was being honest, he hadn't been able to stop thinking about the both of you for weeks now. But, he let his boyfriend sit with the idea for a while, meanwhile, he just kept building a friendship with you.

Until one morning, a Sunday, his day off, his phone started to ring at five in the morning. There were very few people he'd answer for that early, you just happened to be one of them. "Y/N? You good?"

"Kiri! Kiri, I did it! I figured it out! I'm outside, I didn't think, I just sort of came right to your dorm but now I'm thinking that probably isn't really allowed this early but I've got your sleeves, you know, the ones that have been a massive pain in my ass for like three months, and I'm out here because I didn't think about what time it was. I just finished at the lab and came right over-"

He opened the front door and you stopped your word vomit. "Get inside! It's cold this morning."

You both quietly moved through the dorm, whispered giggles in the elevator all the way up to his room where he slipped the fabric onto his arms while you went over specs and technical jargon that were utterly lost on him.

"Okay, now, it's not invincible," You were telling him, "But, it's the most elastic material I could put together but was still able to withstand the texture of your skin in its most rigid state. Now, as that increases, I'll probably have to make more modifications, probably find a new material altogether with the way your progression has been over the last year alone but," You finally took a breath, "but, for now, I think this should work. I hope it'll work..."

You looked up at him with wide, eager eyes. "Could you try it, please?"

He'd been hanging on every word you'd said, so caught up in the sound of your excitement that he had to shake himself from the trance you put him under and shift the skin on his arms.

You moved around him, manipulating his arms this way and that, something he'd gotten very used to in the last couple of months. "Okay, so far so good. But, we both know this is practically child's play for you. I need to know if this can stand up to your Unbreakable."

"I won't go that far in my dorm. I can be a bit clunky when I get like that, and just, big."

Of course, you knew that though. You'd watched their training enough times to know his skillset.

"Yeah, I figured you'd say that." The small pout of your lower lip while you inspected your work had this heart aching. So, he pushed himself just a little further. The collar of his shirt ripped and the little gasp you let out in shock sent an ache right to another body part.

He ignored it though, as best he could at least, and instead looked at his arms. He could see the jagged ridges, the plates of his skin that would usually be poking through were well contained. "I'll be damned. You really did it!"

"Did you doubt me, Kirishima?"

"No, not for a second."

You'd been running a hand down his arm, looking for any kind of tears or split seams, thrilled that you couldn't feel any sharp edges when Kirishima's door opened. "Shitty Hair! The sun's not even fuckin' up what the hell- Oh. Oh, you're here."

"Bakubro look!" He held out his arms, "Y/N did it!" He hugged his boyfriend with his quirk active despite Katsuki trying to shove him off.

You hurried over to your bag. "I didn't forget about you, Bakugo."

"I don't need any modifications."

"Just because you don't need them doesn't mean I'm going to not keep trying to help you."

Eijiro couldn't even hide his shit-eating grin.

"These are strictly experimental and should only be tested outside for the time being." You gently passed him three glass vials. "You already store your sweat in its original form inside your gauntlets which is great for those big attacks but I got to thinking, what if you could have more of a surprise element, something that would help you with stealth."

"'M not really a stealth kinda fighter... quiet ain't me."

"This might be able to change that. See, I think I've found a way to transform your sweat into a gaseous form. A sort of vapor trapped inside these little vials. My rough analysis estimates they linger in about a twenty-foot area for about two minutes without losing potency. And the gas can live within the vial itself for close to a week without losing potency."

He held the seemingly empty glass tube up to eye level. "So, find a way to distribute the gas prior to a fight and-"

"Boom." You and Kiri said together.

"You really only need a tiny spark to set it off but if you ignite it with an AP Shot, I'm estimating an increased damage range of 30-40%."

Eijiro's eyes darted between the two of you, waiting for Katsuki to say something but, his boyfriend only turned on his heel. "Okay. Just keep it down in here. Some of us are still trying to sleep."

And that look that washed over you, that settled into your eyes when Katsuki shut the door behind him, Eijiro decided at that moment he hated it. "I- I thought he'd be happy. He's always looking for new ways to apply his quirk and improve his technique..."

"Hey, I'm sure Bakugo's gonna really like it. He's just grumpy when his beauty sleep is interrupted."

You nodded your head but sure as hell didn't look like you believed him. "Well, I'll let you go back to sleep, Kirishima," You gathered up your bag, throwing it over your shoulder, "If you need anything else, ya know where to find me."

He thanked you about a dozen more times while walking you back to your dorm before marching back to his own and practically knocking down Katsuki's door.

"The fuck is your problem!"

"My problem! What's my problem! She worked hard on those and the best you can do is, Okay, keep it down." He mocked and took off his croc, "Seriously, man, what's wrong with you!" Launching the shoe at him.

"I didn't ask her to do it!"

"So! People can still do nice things for someone without being asked and, it's a really good idea!"

"Yeah, I know it is."

"I'm surprised you hadn't thought of something like it already. You should really be thankful."

"Yeah, I know, I am."

"Y/N looked so tired, bet she stayed up all night again working on stuff probably because of us."

"I said I fuckin' know!"

Eijiro stopped talking then, watched his boyfriend pull his knees up to his chest and look out his window. "Crap, Kats, you actually really like her, don't you?"

"'M not good with these things, Ei. Never have been."

Eijiro sat at the foot of his bed, a hand coming to rest atop his with a soft smile on his face because he, of all people, had first-hand experience knowing how not good Katsuki could be with these things. "You're getting better every day though. You can admit to liking her. That's a pretty big improvement!"

"Yeah, but every time I wanna say something nice to her it gets stuck in my throat! So, I don't say anything and I look like a bigger jackass than I already am!"

He just leaned forward, kissing Katsuki's brow before promising him that they'd work on it together. And it was a promise Eijiro took very seriously.

It took a while, but, Katsuki eventually did start opening up to you. Letting you see little bits of himself outside of the lab. He even started joining you and Eijiro for lunch, beating him once or twice and already in conversation with you by the time Eijiro arrived.

The day he gave you a nickname, Eijiro was smiling from ear to ear. "Always messing with something... tinkering... damn tinkerer... Tink."

Eijiro noticed Katsuki's training times had lengthened and Midoriya, whom he usually stayed late to train with, was already back at the dorms. "Tink, she wanted to learn some basic hand-to-hand combat stuff. Mentioned it once during lunch, so I, ya know, offered to help."

He couldn't have been more proud of Katsuki's progress.

Before he knew it, you weren't just befriending Katsuki but the rest of their little group of friends too. Soon enough, the boys didn't just see you for hero needs or in the lab but simply because they wanted to. Inviting you to movie nights and shopping trips. Anything they could do to be around you and you were always in such a wonderful mood around them, all smiles and laughter. Welcoming hugs and playful touches.

Things were great, like, really great. And that was why Eijiro had been so damn confused the day he heard crying coming from Mina's dorm. "-they're with each other so why do I feel like this? It's so fucking stupid, Mina! 'M gonna ask someone to switch pairs with me, I can't do it anymore."

That look on your face when Katsuki broke your heart months ago in his dorm had nothing on that moment. Eijiro felt the world slip under him, felt everything slipping through his very fingers. He burst through Katsuki's door. "We've got a problem!"

The pair raced back to Mina's room but just found her alone in the room. "I just walked Y/N out but, guys, I think we should talk-"

"Later!" Eijiro shouted. Bakugo already pushing the door open to the stairwell hoping to catch you.

"Tink!" Eijiro heard him yelling after you, saw you turn and wipe your cheek trying to hide the evidence of what happened in Mina's room.

"H-hey guys, what's up?"

"W-wh..." Katsuki choked on the words again but before Eijiro had a chance to explain, Katsuki finally got them out, "We like you too."

You looked dumbfounded. Taking a step back from Katsuki, your head shaking with confusion.

"He's right," Eijiro added once he caught up, "We both like you, like, a lot."

"Both of you?" They nodded in sync, "Like me?" Nods, "But, you're with each other..."

Eijiro was the one to propose the idea of a poly relationship to you, and like Katsuki, you needed time to think, to process. They could practically see the gears turning in your head trying to sort it all out.

"Take all the time you need. And whatever you decide, we'd still like to be friends, if that's alright."

You gave a weak little nod and that was the last they saw of you for two whole weeks.

Katsuki was grumbling something in the evening about how he was going to sabotage one of this own gauntlets just so he had an excuse to see you when they felt the ground rumble. Everyone looked outside and saw the three dorms furthest way collapsing, the fourth starting to shake violently.

"Villians?" Someone asked.

"Feels like an earthquake!"

But panic overtook both guys because they knew the second building, that was your dorm. One look shared between the two was all it took, both of them racing towards the rubble remains.

Katsuki was faster, explosions propelling him forward. Eijiro had to stop along the way despite not wanting to. The fourth building was cracking, falling in large chunks and students were still running for cover. He shifted, holding up as much of the entryway as he could until the last of them were out.

By the time he caught up with Katsuki, you were already bundled up in his arms. Blood coated the right side of your face, trickling down onto Katsuki. He could see your shirt torn open, blood pooling from there as well. "I-Is she?" He was so scared to even ask.

"Her pulse is fine. Passed out a second before you got here. Just gotta get her to Recovery Girl. Gotta get her for a lot of people..." Katsuki gingerly passed you over to him. He didn't even have time to process how small you looked in his arms because he could feel the warmth of your blood from another wound on your back. "Take her somewhere safe and be mindful of aftershocks. There are more still inside."

He remembered telling Katsuki to be careful before taking you and a few others off to safety.

An infirmary had been set up in one of the gyms, temporary sleeping quarters in another since six dormitories in all had been destroyed in the earthquake.

Recovery Girl assured them both that you'd be fine, maybe some scars but fine. They still refused to leave your side until you woke up though. And, by the following morning, you had stirred. Eijiro hugged you before your eyes had opened fully, Katsuki had to shove him back, reminding him that you were probably sore as hell.

You muttered something about how fast Katsuki had been, how gentle Eijiro was when he held you, he hadn't even been aware you knew he did that... but you grabbed both their hands, "Thank you. Both of you."

They intended on leaving you to rest now that they knew you were okay. But your hands tightened in theirs, "Stay, please."

And so you did. Together, you all stayed for the last seven years. The good and bad, you went through it all together.

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Eijiro tugged off his shirt and tossed it along with his jeans into the hamper, letting his hair fall free of the tie he had it back in while memory after memory played through his mind.

You could feel the bed dip beside you under Eijiro's weight, never able to get that deep sleep until both your husbands were home safe and sound. You smiled sleepily when he placed a kiss on your temple, carefully leaning over you to give Kat one too.

Most nights, he'd settle in beside you, snores quickly filling your bedroom but some nights, like tonight, he was restless. Too much energy that he didn't burn off during the day. On one hand, that meant work was quiet, on the other, he'd be fidgeting for hours unless something was done.

And so you rolled off Katsuki and into Eijiro, "Eiji, baby,"

"Awe, lovebug, did I wake ya?"

You shook your head, "You know I don't really sleep 'til you're home."

He wrapped thick arms around you. "You've gotta quit doin' that."

Your nose crinkled. "You've known me for how long? You really think my sleep habits are gonna change now?" His rumbling laugh was quiet but you could see his eyes crinkle at the corners even in the darkness. It was such a small feature, the subtlest sign of aging and it filled you with warmth. "You should get some sleep, Ei."

"I don't think I'm gonna be able to yet. Not that tired."

"Want me to help with that?" Kissing the hollow of his throat, moving to the junction of his shoulder and neck, one hand snaking between your bodies so your thumb could brush his nipple. Teasing him in the best ways that had him squeezing you tighter. "Is that a yes, Eiji?"

He slipped a meaty thigh between your legs, bumping it up to rub against your core so you'd give him your little gasps he'd always been weak for. "When you give me such a compelling offer, how's a guy supposed to say no?"

Eijiro drew you closer, smiling before his lips met yours as they so often did. It was a familiar dance that you loved. The way his sharp teeth would so gently tug on your lower lip when he rolled on his back, placing you atop him. His hands grinding you down by the fat of your hips letting you rut against him while you kissed down the center of his chest, playing with each nipple and hearing him hiss before returning to his neck.

"Think I should wake up Kit-Kat?"

"Let 'em sleep, baby girl, he's only got an hour before he wakes up anyway."

The two of you scooted to the far side of the large bed, hoping your activities wouldn't wake up your blonde husband. It was one thing to wake him up for sex but another thing entirely if he was woken up by sex.

Eijiro marveled when you pulled off your shirt, well, Katsuki's shirt technically. Letting it slide soundlessly onto the floor while he brought your tits to his mouth. Swirling his tongue around sensitive nipples before playfully nipping them, sucking harder when your hand dipped below his waistband and wrapped around his hard cock.

Biting down on the fatter part to suppress a sinful moan with how you stroked him, swiping the pre that had accumulated all around his head before gliding all the way down to his base and back up again.

He let you tease and play, bouncing you still on his thigh until he couldn't take anymore. Eijiro flipped you onto your stomach, his hands running over your skin, the curves and divots he knew by heart, and hooked his fingers into the flimsy band of your panties. With a single hardened finger, the fabric tore without a single sound. "You didn't really like these, did you?" His breath was hot on the back of your neck, kissing just behind your ear when you whined. "Yeah, I didn't think so."

His cock rested playfully between your ass cheeks, moving ever so slightly, his hips lazily rocking while he explored with his mouth, making you moan when his thumbs ran over the sides of your tits, and sending goosebumps all over when he kissed your back, halfway down and just slightly off-center, where you had the faintest scar from the earthquake Katsuki pulled you from.

Finally, his fingers made it back to your hips and he hiked your ass right up in the air, those fingers gathering the slick he'd caused and spreading your folds so they could dip inside. "Did Kit-Kat play with you before bed?"

You shook your head. "He had a headache so I got him off so he could go to sleep."

Eijiro pulled you up to him, your back to his front. "We have the best little wife," His fingers sinking in deeper, "You know that, don't you?" Fingers curling against that sweet spot. Eijiro has to use his other hand to cover your mouth. "Oh, I know it feels good but you've gotta stay quiet. Nod if you understand. Yeah, that's my good girl."

He brought the hand slowly down your body, trailing over your nipple, squeezing it just slightly before abandoning them to pay close attention to your clit.

You had to bite down on your lip to stop your cries, screwing your eyes shut while Eijiro set his pace. Just as he felt you tip over the edge, your walls spasming around his digits, he removed them leaving you empty for only a second before popping the head of his cock in your dripping hole.

"Fuck! Eiji-!" You tasted yourself on the fingers he was quick to shove in your mouth.

"Baby girl, I told you, you've gotta be quiet so you don't wake Kat. You've gotta listen."

He sank you down further on his cock, your walls still fluttering around him, still toying with your clit. Eijiro was halfway in when his teeth pieced your shoulder and a moan ripped from the both of you. While he was busy fucking you through your first orgasm, you had your tongue coiling around his fingers. Licking and sucking your juices right off him, starting to bounce your hips, eager to hit that high again.

"Shit, you feel so damn good, so fuckin' good. Take my cock perfectly every damn time." He jammed his fingers further in your mouth, "Take 'em, babe, I know you can." Biting your neck this time so you squirmed on his dick. "Fuckin' perfect's what you are. Ngh, yeah."

The sounds of wet, sloppy skin filled the air around you, and yet the both of you were too engrossed in the other to notice the glaring set of garnet eyes watching the show.

Katsuki thought it might have been a dream at first, one that had him groggily waking up with a painfully stiff cock. He watched with eyes slightly unfocused, Eijiro lifting you up, your tits on full display for him. His husband's fingers buried deep inside your cunt, all nice and warm. Mmm. He wanted to be all nice and warm.

He palmed his own cock when Eijiro told you to be quiet, so thoughtful and you were trying so hard to for his sake. Gods, he loved the both of you so damn much. He wrapped his fingers around himself when your body twitched, and when Eiji teased you with his fat cock, he smirked. But, it was when the redhead shoved those long, thick fingers right in your mouth that Katsuki started pumping.

He took you both by surprise, how quickly he moved to pull you forward towards him. "Get those fingers out of your mouth right now. I got something else you need to suck on." Katsuki tapped your cheek and Eijiro slipped his fingers free.

"Sorry, babe."

"No, you're fuckin' not."

Eijiro laughed, fully this time, no longer needing to hold back. He slammed into you from behind just as Katsuki entered your mouth making him collide with the back of your throat in one go.

"I guess work was uneventful?"

"Ngh, yeah, boring night."

They talked nonchalantly above you. Katsuki's hands teasing your tits so you'd moan around his dick for him. And after a minute or two, Eijiro stopped holding up his end of the conversation. "She got you feelin' good, huh?" The larger man whimpered, "It's so easy to please you, lay the fuck back."

"But-"

"Take her with you, dumbass."

He pulled himself from your mouth with a pop. Strings to spit fell down your chin and the shift in positions had you moaning, now laying on Eijiro's chest while Katsuki loomed above you both, "You blew me right to sleep, Princess. I didn't get to fuck you earlier. Be our good little slut and take us both in one go, yeah?"

It wasn't something you often did. You saved it for when you didn't have to work the next day because of how sore you always were but Kat knew your schedule, knew it was your day off, and so you muttered, "Y-yeah, y-es, sir."

Katsuki went slow, he had to with how full Eijiro already had you. "Damn, Kat. Don't fuckin' break her."

"I got 'er."

You could feel them both sliding into you, Eijiro had an arm around your middle, his other hand was smoothing back your hair while he whispered about how well you took them both. Katsuki's tongue toying with your nipple to aid in distracting you, scarred fingers on your clit, so very different from Eijiro's rough calloused ones and yet, making your moan all the same.

All three of you were panting, coming to a rest with both men stuffed inside you, both pausing to check on you, waiting for the okay to continue on.

Small thrusts at first, barely snapping hips, working opposite each other so you were never left without. You'd tried lifting your head, wanting to see them both but Katsuki hit your sweet spot with a snicker making your head fall back on Eijiro's chest again.

Eijiro barely had to do anything at all, Katsuki's rocking had the two of you moving with him. Though, he did have to throw a hand back, onto the floor, to keep the three of you stable and not let Katsuki fuck you all right off the bed.

The blonde rested his head right between your breasts. "Damn it, Eiji, you're so fuckin' big. Can feel every inch in here. You take it so fuckin well, Princess."

You watched Eijiro run a loving hand through ashy blonde locks. "Yeah, we love you too." Their cocks twitched at the statement.

He gave a hard thrust and you both grunted. "Shut up, Shitty Hair. Or I'll make you cum right fuckin' now."

This time you felt the laugh bubble from Eijiro, "Yeah, think I'm gonna be doing that regardless." He lifted his hips, lifting both you and Katsuki on a slight incline so he could fuck properly. "Maybe I'll take you with me."

A large hand held you in place while he thrust, his voice, low in your ear. "Come on, baby, let's make 'em cum."

"Guys, oh shit, ah fuck!"

Both of them felt you squeeze their dicks, pushing them closer together. Eijiro's hand went right to your clit, his hips picking up the pace while Katsuki latched onto the opposite tit this time moving his own hips, matching Eijiro perfectly. Hitting you so deeply, Eijiro's cock reaching just a bit further.

"'M not gonna last," Eijiro grunted and his teeth on your shoulder sent you over the edge. Katsuki groaned feeling the two of you let go and joining in. Before Katsuki collapsed on your stomach, he pulled Eijiro back fully on the bed so he could properly relax.

You were effectively sandwiched between the two, Eijiro waited for Katsuki to settle and then wound his arms around you both. "You've gotta get ready for patrol soon." His hands trailed down his spine.

"Don't remind me. Didja eat?"

"Had dinner around nine."

Katsuki kissed your cheek. "Did you work up an appetite, Princess Tink?"

The nickname had you smiling. "If you're making breakfast food, you know I'll eat."

"Gotta lemme outta your vice grip so I can make it to the kitchen."

You wrapped your arms behind Eijiro's back and let them both pull free with a grunt, "On second thought, showers to clean up this fuckin' mess, then food."

"Can I have pancakes with whipped cream?" Eijiro asked Katsuki who was already walking towards the bathroom.

"You want whipped cream, ask Tink real nicely. She's fulla cream."

He'd scooped you up in his lap, wiggling his eyebrows, knowing damn well your legs were shot. "Eiji, baby, no."

He pouted that adorable lower lip that could get him just about anything he wanted. "Maybe for dessert."

After a warm shower, Eijiro set you down on the sofa, pulling a dark blanket around you with a kiss atop your head.

"Thanks for putting on a show for me," Katsuki commented just to Eijiro when he walked into the kitchen. "Choking on your fingers was a nice fuckin' touch."

Eijiro kissed his cheek, "Thought I'd give you something fun to wake up to, Blasty. Glad you enjoyed it."

#*cries in thirsty bitch*#you really came for all of my kinks with this one huh??#fic rec #fave #everybody's favorite rock shark #sparky boom boom boi

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doc-boredom · 7 years ago

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sorry im kinda new to your blog and i dont really understand this drama or whatever with the people that keep sending you asks? are people mad at you for writing rpf or the shipping or something? i have no context for whats going on

Oh hello friend let me tell you

THE DRAMA

There’ll be a tl;dr at the bottom but i really wanna tell this story cos it’s so funny to me

also read more because it gets LONG

So once upon a time Natalie got into a group called TWRP. Amazing wonderful LOVELY group of aliens (aliens and robot, technically? lore is silly fun and also part of this story so get ready to return to this) from the future of the 1980s -glorious chorus of heavenly angels in the distance-

at the same time! natalie was also drafting up the VERY beginnings of her space pirate epic SWIFT LIKE MERCURY, the idea was this: Julian a space pirate, ding dong the reluctant alien space prince, but who would be in julian’s crew!? lots of suggestions were thrown around in YE OLDE DINGDULIAN CHAT back in august and none of them worked. maybe this wouldn’t be a fic, maybe it was all for naught.

and then the sexy sexy cone man hip thrusted his way into her life.

that IS to say I fell in love with TWRP at the NSP show i went to with my best friend. i didn’t know WHOMST the fuck they were so seeing them come out in stage in full costume HIGH OFF MY ASS was probably one of the most memorable things in my life. We drove back to the hotel, DD and Julian were streaming katamari, I bought tickets for ANOTHER TWRP show in my hometown that were twelve dollars and then I found

THE WIKI

COMMANDER MEOUCH SOMETHING SOMETHING SPACE PIRATE

I was flabbergasted. NOT ONLY was there lore for this amazing band BUT here was the answer staring me right in the face. JULIAN WAS A FURRY, HIM HAVING A LION MAN AS HIS SECOND IN COMMAND WOULD BE PERFECT. i quickly told the chat (to which they all went ??? and didn’t quite take to it at the time) and then promptly CRASHED until the following morning.

so! i woke up, our CO adventure continued (we saw IT) and I started to discuss some plot ideas with the chat. At the same time I started to actually glance at the tumblr fandom. Oh wow! Everyone HAD THEIR OWN IDEAS! It was open to explore! How fun! They created face canons and personalities and stories for the boys and I’d be damned if my crazy plot making ass (who years before had looked at supernatural and said “crowley become the first cross road demon by making a deal with judas which killed judas and brought jesus back to life, thus creating the resurrection story” and was going to write a whole past lives destiel fic spanning back to ADAM AND EVE) wouldn’t take that and run. I made the post. TWRP IS GONNA BE IN MY OP FIC!!! I was so excited to start this, to make something amazing.

“dont put twrp in your OP fic”

I looked at the ask in COMPLETE confusion. wait! they didn’t even know HOW I was going to put them in! they could literally just be playing music in a scene! my petty scorpio ass felt a rage of which i had not felt in months. “fuck you.” it said. “NOW I HAVETO WRITE THE FIC YOU BITCH.”

(spite was one of the biggest driving forces in creating SLM and to me that’s why i think you see the story and the voice of it change over time because it became a thing of love but thaT’S NOT THE POINT)

so here i am having a grand ol’ time and im coming up with my boys and im like YEAH HELL YEAH and all my dingdulian friends are like oh hey i actually LIKE TWRP? and i got a PM from someone who will remain anonymous but who is a close friend of mine now

“hey, loving all the new stuff you’re bringing to the fandom!” they started. there was a bit more conversation and then IT happened.

“Just be careful about shipping.”

I looked at the message and another quickly followed. “nsfw gets weird too”

my scorpio ass, also fueled by love of all things sexual and romantic, looked at this with a growing sense of dread. I HAD ACTUALLY BEEN SETTING UP A SMALL SUNG AND MEOUCH SHIP. WELL SHIT! THAT HAD TO GO APPARENTLY?! I told my friends and we all rolled our eyes but we ACCEPTED IT. That’s what it was apparently.

Until I thought about Havve fucking Ding Dong with his robot dick while Sung held him in place and played up to DD’s praise kink

“oh no.” i said softly because that one fucking day dream planted the seed of needing to do something. sung would be so loving and so wonderful and who was i to let that just slip through my fingers! so i just approached cremedoodle (creator of WW, RR, and FF) and went “haha uh, what about ww chris and sung for a threesome in the fic crazy right”

and it wasn’t THAT crazy

especially when it became just WW and Sung

and god damn it were they in LOVE

“we can’t do this.” i said after a few hours of us coming up with all this ROMANTIC shit and some sexy shit too let’s be honest, it’s me after all. “oh god we’re doing this, aren’t we?”

so we decided to do it. fuck it. all caution thrown to the wind. the moment sung and ww “met” over the vid feed in chapter 6 i got a feeling of intense dread in my stomach. i couldn’t believe it, i was really doing this, they were really going to be in LOVE oh my GOD.

no comments.

oh.

beach bonfire chapter where julian and dd point out how fucked sung was since he was obviously into ww

no comments.

CHAPTER WHERE THEY WERE DRUNK AND MAKING OUT.

NO COMMENTS.

In that moment i realized something very sad but also very liberating.

the twrp fans that were all fucking awful weren’t reading my fic.

i wanted them to read it. i had put time into it. i wanted them to see my budding lore and like it, but at the same time the OP fandom was taking to it so well and enjoying TWRP so i said fuck it, ill take it.

We started to talk about Ring Rang and Phobos, sarah and I started talking about Meouch and Liara. it was going to be good, it was going to be fun.

and then i fucked up

that’s right

i came home from a crazy trip in MN and I was in a shit mood and I accidentally published Sung/WW fluff drabbles in the tag

I got fucking ripped a new one. i was a piece of shit for even ever thinking that was okay. “YOU’RE BEING DISRESPECTFUL! THEY’RE REAL PEOPLE! DON’T DO T HIS!”

yeah you read that right.

TWRP fanDUMB thinks that my adorable sweet Lepid Phobos, with his big eyes and his missing wings and his penchant for romance novels, my hyperactive sung with his star singing and his empathatic core WERE THE SAME GUYS ON STAGE.

This is literally what all of this drama is about.

It was in that terrible slew of fucking stupidity that I realized I didn’t care. It was TOO late at that point. They should have seen it sooner. They should have gotten me sooner. I had somehow slipped under the radar and I had beat them, in a strange sense, because not only did I care

i was going to keep doing it.

FAST FORWARD TO THIS YEAR (i know, this story is still going) i make a nsfw, i start posting my sung/ww extra chapters there because im too much of a pussy to put them in the fic still. my friend gets me to write a meouch/dd/julian fic. im just about to post a havve/sung thing when IT happens.

The fake screenshot.

a blog that posted jUST this and a post about the device (an album by the band) put this out into the open and deleted IMMEDIATELY afterwards. the fandom went into shitstorm mode. i cried on and off the whole day because i was being harrassed by anons and my friends were too.

but the more i looked at it

the more i started to REALLY understand how it was fake.

not only does it not have the usual bubble to the right (it should show that twrp has seen the most recent message even if it’s their own) it doesn’t touch on the fact that the OP said something about lore? even to say “hey, lore’s cool! that’s not the problem” would make more sense

also

they never responded to any of my friends

sure they read it, but following a slew of desperate users trying to get answers they never made an official statement so my gay ass pulled out the wine and said YOU’RE GOING TO MOPE AND THEN YOU’RE GOING TO KEEP DOING YOU.

So we’re here now, with the fact that I know things about the band irl and the fact that I have shipping and people are pissed and I really don’t care. the info i know about the band i keep safe and SIMPLY SAYING A GENERIC WHITE DUDE NAME IS NOT REASON TO START A WITCH HUNT (not going to elaborate on this, this is only posted for the sake of anyone who is on the hate train who may be reading this) this is where fiction does not equal reality. i dont look at havve and go AH YES THERE IS MURDER MAN, IF HE IS NOT MURDER MAN WHEN THEY GET OFF STAGE ILL BE UPSET because thats STUPID? Like literally the IRL band members created personas and lore that they then gave to the fans to expand upon and also sorry guys,,,, it’s the internet,, in the words of DD “it’s weird” but you can’t ask people to stop. it won’t stop. that’ll just fuel the fire

so yes, i like twrp shipping and i like shippng with my ocs and i like writing about how sometimes when you touch sung’s core it turns him on and about how meouch has a knot because im a fucking awful skanko but at least im having fun lmfao

TL;DR

shipping is apparently illegal and so is nsfw in the twrp fandom and i do both unapologetically and i hope i inspire other people to start doing it more often.

the twrp fandom is not like this anywhere else btw. this is just tumblr being tumblr, as usual. you’re not going to get brownie points because you didn’t let me write sung fucking his hot gf you absolute dumb dumbs, you’re not going to get anything from it except for an inflated ego which you’ll lord over everyone, so do me the favor of expiring in a trench and let the fandom do what it’s supposed to do

HAVE FUN!

#Anonymous #drama town usa #oh boy this was FUN to write

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Todos los Enlaces de la Publicación del 26 de Abril de 2021

Fuente: benjaminfulford.net

Todos los Enlaces de la Publicación del 26 de Abril de 2021:

These people have been trying very hard to kill a majority of the world’s population for decades now and have already killed far more people than Adolf Hitler ever did. They have now lost control of most of the world’s military power. This can be seen by the fact the people running the Joe Biden avatar “government” were denied entry into the Pentagon and now plan to run to NATO headquarters to seek protection. Protection that NATO cannot provide because nobody is willing to use nuclear weapons on their behalf, Pentagon, Russian FSB, French and British military sources say. https://thecommonsenseshow.com/agenda-21-conspiracy-economics/several-world-leaders-including-putin-and-netanyahu-want-biden-gone-and-trump-appears-be-part-plot

Now we have a news anchor confirming this plan with a Freudian slip where he says “almost four months into the vaccination effort providers are beginning to run out of people who want to be euthanized.” http://82.221.129.208/euthanized.mp4

It appears the “dumb people,” have already self-selected. http://www.madnesshub.com/2021/04/us-vaccination-sites-are-closing-from.html

People who still follow orders and believe in the system are also suffering from cognitive dissonance as the contradictions in the official “pandemic” story begin to pile up. Here you can watch my sister, Martha Fulford, an expert on contagious diseases, telling mainstream Canadian TV that lockdowns make no sense because the areas with the toughest lockdowns also have the highest number of new cases. https://globalnews.ca/video/7748177/medical-expert-sound-alarm-over-collateral-damage-of-lockdowns

The holes in the official story mean the red pill is just beginning to take effect on her and countless of her colleagues around the world. Soon they will all realize there are more “pandemic” cases in regions that locked down because that is where the authorities more actively participated in creating the scamdemic in the first place. https://www.sgtreport.com/2021/04/covid-cases-are-growing-the-most-in-locked-down-states/

As examples of this government connivance here we have images showing the book “Covid-19 and the great reset,” on the bookshelves of the Prime Ministers of Greece and Australia. https://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=170674

To underscore this, Japanese military intelligence sent us screenshots of freedom of information requests sent to governments around the world asking for proof the “new virus” exists and answers saying no government or agency has such proof.

We shouldn’t be surprised then to see “Covid-19” tests that have predetermined negative and positive results.

Also, a high rate of massive vaginal bleeding, neurological damage, and damage to the skeletal and skin systems has been observed… this will be used for massive-scale depopulation…India’s Public Health Ambassador Dies Day After Taking COVID Vaccine…women reporting the sudden onset of menstrual irregularities and miscarriages (up 400x according to some health providers) since the v started…”

http://www.battleforworld.com/2021/03/31/covid-vaccine-autoimmune-response-part-1/#IsraelCovVaxSideEffectsOne

https://www.globalresearch.ca/israeli-people-committee-april-report-lethal-impact-vaccinations/5743361

What all of this means is that the Davos Octagon crowed failed to reach the critical mass needed to cement their rule via a mass culling of the population, vaccine passports, and total human enslavement.

Attempts to foment civil war and martial law in the U.S. are also failing. We note the George Floyd psy-ops was wound down with a “guilty verdict,” for the policeman who supposedly killed him. This did not stop provocateurs, many of them brought in from Eastern Europe, from trying to start race riots anyway. They have also started more shootings of innocent black people to try to keep fanning the flames of unrest. However, they are not succeeding.

https://www.zerohedge.com/political/lebron-james-tweets-image-columbus-cop-threatens-youre-next

https://www.thegatewaypundit.com/2021/04/watch-black-lives-matter-mob-attacks-truck-just-minutes-getting-verdict-wanted/

https://www.zerohedge.com/political/nbc-deceptively-edits-911-call-video-fatal-police-shooting-involving-knife-wielding-teen

Attempts to start a war with Russia/Iran/North Korea etc. are also failing big time. In the latest twist, it turns out “Dutch parliamentarians, like their British and Baltic colleagues, had a conversation via Zoom with a deep fake imitation of the chief of staff of the Russian opposition leader Alexei Navalny on Wednesday.” It seems they are resorting to CG because they can’t even find real Russian opposition to fan the flames of war. https://nltimes.nl/2021/04/24/dutch-mps-video-conference-deep-fake-imitation-navalnys-chief-staff

Meanwhile, if you monitor the corporate propaganda media, you can see that day-by-day they are piling on UFO stories at an unprecedented rate. This is a clear sign the cabal is trying to dig out of their pandemic hole with space alien fears. https://www.vice.com/en/article/z3xewj/air-canada-westjet-porter-pilots-ufo-sightings

https://www.dailystar.co.uk/news/weird-news/astonishing-nasa-clip-captures-ufo-23952604

https://www.the-sun.com/news/2731522/most-compelling-ufo-vid-puerto-rico/

https://www.the-sun.com/news/2770635/spacex-starship-near-miss-ufo-astronauts-prepare-crash/

And now just on cue, we are getting videos of the aliens themselves.

https://benjaminfulford.net/wp-content/uploads/2021/04/Aliens.in_.Russia.mp4?_=1

Speaking about space aliens NASA (Not A Space Agency) is putting out ever more ridiculous press releases. They have been filming ever more mars stuff, apparently on Devon Island in the Arctic, and are even throwing in “mars helicopters.” https://odysee.com/@ConspiracyReality:3/00089—Mars-Perseverance-Rover-Landing-Debunked:2

Now they put out a press release saying that for just $2.89 billion or about one hundredth the cost of the original moon landings, they will send “the first woman” and the “first person of color” to the moon. I suppose they can do it cheaply now because they do not need to build expensive film sets, computer graphics will do the trick. It is a good guess the budget will be $2.88 billion to line the pockets of NASA scammers and $0.01 billion to sub-contract out the CGs to some computer game slave farm. https://www.nasa.gov/press-release/as-artemis-moves-forward-nasa-picks-spacex-to-land-next-americans-on-moon

In a similar vein, can anybody identify the circle with a hole in the middle in the sky next to the erupting volcano in Japan? Is that some sort of CG artifact or what? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RGnIuXPup64&t=81s

Speaking about fantasy and computer games, this chart alone tells you the U.S. stock market is now just a mass hallucination with no link to reality. https://cms.zerohedge.com/s3/files/inline-images/U.S.-margin-debt-YOY-2021-04-17.png?itok=s-3h6fpI

The U.S. economy itself is also losing touch with reality, as more and more free money is pumped to the masses in a desperate attempt to stop them from rising up with pitchforks. Of course, all that free money means people have no incentive to do real work which is why a McDonalds in the U.S. has been forced to pay people $50 just to come to a job interview. https://www.zerohedge.com/markets/whatever-it-takes-tampa-mcdonalds-exposes-americas-systemic-labor-shortage-forced-pay

What all of this means the U.S. Corporate government is in its death throes. Even Corporate propaganda media are now saying Washington DC is going to become just another U.S. state. https://www.cbsnews.com/news/dc-statehood-bill-pases-house/

“Global governance should reflect the evolving political and economic landscape in the world, conform to the historical trend of peace, development and win-win cooperation, and meet the practical needs in addressing global challenges.” http://www.xinhuanet.com/english/2021-04/20/c_139893671.htm

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Ratchet and Kim Possible Chronicles: The Solonian Revolution-Part 9

They began their exploration of the underwater base. Shortly after they begin their travels, they ran into Skidd. Kim: "Hey, you're one of those guys we saw back on the Phoenix." Ratchet: "Skidd, what are you doing here?" Skidd: "My code-name is "Shadow-Dude." Remember it well, dudes and dudette." Kim: "Uh…OK?" Ron: "So, what's happenin'?" Skidd: "Well, black-ops are my es-speciality. I figured you guys could use my help." Kim: "Thanks, but no thanks, we can handle things ourselves." Skidd: "Alright, I'll just take my Hacker and go back to the ship. Ron: "Whoa, hold on a sec., another cool alien device? How does it work?" Kim: "Ron." Ron: "What? He has a really cool looking piece of alien tech. I'd like to see how that thing is used." Ratchet: "Ron, you may have a point but I don't think…" Ron: "Roger that, Shadow-Dude, you can stay if you would show off that cool device, right, guys?"

Kim and Ratchet exchanged looks of discontent with each other. Skidd waited in anticipation for their answer. Ratchet: "(sigh) Alright, you can come with us." Skidd: "Awesome! This is gonna be sick!"

He rushed off as the rest of the group stood by for a bit. Ron: "You know, that guy is awesome!" Ratchet: "Ron, you can be infuriating from just trying to understand you sometimes." Kim: "Well, so far, he seems a lot more helpful than Qwark, that's for sure. At least he was able to come all the way here to help us out." Ratchet: "Yeah, but…(sigh) you…have a good point there, Kim."

They went off after him. As they continued on, they found that Skidd was, in fact, very helpful. The entire place was filled with gross-looking mucus-like creatures called Ameboids. The group saw those creatures in the latest vid-comic they received. Kim: "Ew, these things look even more gross than in that vid-comic." Ratchet: "Hm…it did mention that these things were manufactured by Dr. Nefarious. This would have to be his base." Clank: "Ron, you do not seem revolted or even frightened by these creatures in any way." Ratchet: "Don't tell me; it's because they aren't monkeys, right?" Ron: "Yep, that's exactly right." Ratchet: "(grunt) Ron! Seriously!?" Kim: "Good thing Qwark didn't pair up Ron with that one-eyed monkey; that's probably the only thing that he didn't do wrong." Ratchet: "Heh! You would be right about that, Kim."

They kept going until they reached the last chamber of the facility. Skidd was spooked very easily by the sound of an unknown voice. He ran towards a nearby warp pad and dove on to it, warping out of the room. The group recognized the mysterious voice as a shady person they encountered during their previous adventure. They made their way towards a submarine near them and drove it to another part of the underwater base.

As soon as they arrived, Clank spotted an air duct nearby. Clank: "There is the ventilation shaft." Kim: "So, this is where you need to part ways from us and get started on your part of this mission." Clank: "That is correct, Ms. Possible." Ratchet: "OK, while you do that, we'll work on getting through this place with the help of Wade's holographic Tyhrranoid."

Kim pulled out the Kimmunicator. Kim: "Wade?" Wade: "I'm on it, Kim."

With a few clicks of the keyboard, a holographic image of a Tyhrranoid appeared before them. Clank: "Best of luck, you guys."

Clank crawled through the ventilation shaft and got on working his part of the area. He managed to meet up with the monkey a little after arriving.

Elsewhere, Ratchet, Kim and Ron worked with Wade's Tyhrranoid hologram to navigate through their section of the facility. Clank did the same with his section; both sides were also able to work together at least once.

It took a while, but the group was able to reach the last chamber, which appeared to be Dr. Nefarious' office. Ratchet walked up to the office chair while holding out his wrench as it faced away from him. As he got close to it, it quickly turned around, revealing that Clank was sitting on it. Clank: "(giggle) What took you guys so long?" Kim: "Clank? What are you doing here?" Ratchet: "Weren't you supposed to meet us back at the ship like we had planned?" Clank: "I thought I would stay to lend a hand." Ron: "Did you manage to get rid of the monkey after getting here?" Clank: "Do not worry, Ron, the monkey has left the facility after I have finished working with it." Ron: "Oh, thank goodness." Kim: "Well, if you would like to help out, you could search through this entire office with us."

Ratchet looked to his side and noticed something. Ratchet: "Hey, what's this?"

He walked up to a shelf containing hundreds of CD cases of Clank's show. Ratchet: "Huh, guys, take a look at this."

He pulled one of the cases off the shelf. Ratchet: "It's the complete Secret Agent Clank holovid set."

Kim walked up to the shelf and looked at it. Kim: "Hm…it does look as though he has a lot of them." Ratchet: "Hey, Clank, this guy is your biggest fan." Clank: "That is rather disturbing." Ron: "Disturbing? The creep factor is at a major high level here." Rufus: "Whoa…creep factor!" Kim: "Did you manage to find anything on the computer, Clank?" Clank: "Yes, I have downloaded an encrypted star map. Perhaps we can have Al decode it." Ratchet: "Good idea." Kim: "Wade would also like to look into it." Ratchet: "Great! Let's get back to the Phoenix."

They make their way to a nearby sewage drop and jumped in.

After a very long fall, they wound up within the sewage system of the entire facility. After taking a dip through the nasty green sewer water, they soon ran into Lilo and Stitch again. Ratchet: "Lilo? Stitch? What are you guys doing here?" Lilo: "Oh, it's you guys. We're still on the lookout for that experiment we were searching for earlier. It eluded us on that jungle planet and we managed to track it here." Ron: "In here of all places?" Lilo: "Yeah…I was just as shocked and appalled as all of you." Stitch: "Iky! Blech!" Ratchet: "Heh, no surprise there. So, your elusive experiment ended up here, huh?" Kim: "By the way, you haven't told us what this experiment was. Can you tell us what it is?" Lilo: "Certainly. It's Experiment 597, it can generate high-quality gemstones effortlessly" Stitch: "Hm? Ita mitay!"

They looked over and noticed something within the tunnels. They rushed over immediately, they noticed right away that there were massive amounts of crystals which was nearly obstructing the tunnel. Ron: "Whoa, just look at these crystals!"

Rufus popped out of Ron's pocket and noticed this too. Rufus: "Whoa…" Clank: "I would believe this is your experiment's doing, is it not, Miss Lilo?" Lilo: "I would think so, too, Clank. No! This is undoubtedly the work of Experiment 597! Stitch?"

Stitch sniffed around for a bit. Stitch: "Ih! Cousin!" Ratchet: "It's still here, isn't it?" Lilo: "I would think so. Stitch, can you find it?"

Stitch sniffed around a bit more. Stitch: "This way!"

Stitch rushed off as the other followed after him.

They kept on going until Stitch stopped and growled out at something. The others stopped to notice what it was. Lilo: "Aha! We finally found you! You won't get away this time, Experiment 597!"

The experiment tried producing more crystal to elude them but Ratchet managed to smash through them with the use of his wrench. They kept on the chase and with some strategic teamwork, they were able to apprehend and contain it. Lilo: "Alright! We finally got you, Experiment 597!" Stitch: "Yeah! Chika! Kaboonboon!" Ratchet: "Great, you finally caught your experiment, but now we have another problem."

They looked outward and noticed the tunnels were nearly covered in crystals. Ratchet: "This entire place is nearly coated in crystals." Stitch: "Crabba no pugy." Lilo: "Guess we have a huge mess to clean up. Let's get to it, Stitch." Stitch: "(sigh) OK, they could be worth a lot." Lilo: "I was thinking the same thing." Kim: "You guys wouldn't mind if we help out, would you?" Lilo: "Not at all. The more the merrier." Ratchet: "OK, let's do it."

And with that, they got started on clearing out the entire sewer. It was a lot of work and very time consuming at that, but they were able to clear out the sewer of all the crystals. Lilo: "Phew, that sure took a lot of time and effort, but we did it. Mahalo again for helping us out." Ron: "No problem. We're always happy to help you guys out." Clank: "(giggle) Well put, Ron." Ratchet: "So, any ideas on whether or not these crystals are worth anything?" Lilo: "Not a clue. Stitch?"

Stitch grabbed one of the crystals, tossed it into his mouth and started chomping on it. He then made a shocked grimace then spat it out afterwards. Stitch: "Yuck! Naga value!" Lilo: "What? They're completely worthless!?" Kim: "Well, that's anticlimactic." Clank: "Not necessarily."

He grabbed another one of the crystals and observed it very closely. Clank: "Although less than insufficient in monetary value, the molecular structure of these crystals are unfamiliar to me. Quite fascinating, indeed."

The Kimmunicator went off again. Kim pulled it out. Wade: "I also find them to be very interesting. If you wouldn't mind, I would also like to have you guys send me all of those crystals so that I can examine them more closely."

Wade's vendor reappeared. Kim: "Sure, Wade, you can have them. They're useless to the rest of us."

The entire group placed all of the crystals into the vendor, they were all transported to him immediately. Kim: "There, that should be all of them. Let us know if you need anything else from us." Wade: "Same to you."

Kim put the Kimmunicator away. Ratchet: "Come on, let's get out of this place, I don't want to stay here another minute." Kim: "Me neither, I need a shower after falling into that disgusting sewer water." Lilo: "We better get going. Jumba and Pleakley are probably worried sick about us. It was great seeing you again." Ratchet: "Yeah, same here. See you later." Lilo: "OK, bye." Stitch: "Bye."

The group separated from Lilo and Stitch as they left the sewer and made their way back to their ship. They exited the underwater base and flew back to the Phoenix.

#Kim Possible #Ratchet and Kim Possible Chronicles #Ratchet and Clank #Up Your Arsenal #Ratchet #Clank #Ron Stoppable #Wade #Skidd McMarx #Solana Galaxy #Lilo #Stitch #Lilo and Stitch #Stitch's cousins #Kimmunicator

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sherlock ep 1 a study in pink livewatch

for the first livewatch of 2021 (and the first liverewatch), we’re taking a look at something i saw exactly 4 years ago! now that i’ve written my own sherlock holmes inspired story, the show will be a lot more interesting than it was in 2017 (hopefully). let’s dive right in! :D

this starts out with GUNS WAR SCREAMING DEAD NO

poor john :(

what a bleak flat :(

ooh laptop

i hope sherlock will be able to brighten up his life :)

OMG DAS THE BLOG!!!!

dere he is! :D

john has a therapist just like monk! :D

also he and molly’s dad from ag both have ptsd and the blog is to help cope with that... i wonder if molly’s dad had something similar like a journal (he had knitting which would help john’s shaky hands)

john: “nothing happens to me.” oh really? ;)

cool dramatic intro :D

the wheel is a dan and phil reference! :D

REDRUM ALERT REDRUM ALERTT!!!!!

poor wife :(

aww john is alone in the rain! :(

REDRUM RED RUM!!!!!

ooh blackberry! :D

a lady said ‘ignore the texts’ and that makes sense since ya know THEY’RE SUPPOSED TO BE LISTENING TO LESTRADE

these other people are cool and all but give me more john plz!!!!

ooh john has a friend before sherlock! :o

why does his friend look like his dad

OH HELLO MR

HE’S SLAPPING SOMETHING AND IT’S THE MOST HILARIOUS THING EVER OMG :D

the lady is super confused too like ‘???’

oh he’s checking for bruises it still funny tho ;D

of course he wants black coffee

the first thing sherlock does is ask john for his phone awww :)

that looks like a ds lol :D

aww sherlock wants to know if john plays violin like him! ^_^

john: “we just met and you want to look at a flat” it’s called true luv bby ♥

also wowza sherlock really wants a friend huh

sherlock just infodumped about john and john’s like ‘:o ???’

THE WINK THE WINK!!!!!

ooh coolio! :D

john is about to go inside baker street when sherlock comes out of a taxi what timing!

did sherlock just say florida

ah yes mrs hudson the number one johnlock shipper

aww she hugged sherlock and john! ♥

dere it is!!!!

my computer randomly shut down here GOSH DARN IT COMPUTER!!

it’s back let’s return to baker street! :D

aww john has a cane :(

john: “very nice indeed!” see sherlock is the light in his life already!

mrs. hudson: “there’s another bed upstairs if you’ll be needing two.” sherlock “of course we’ll be needing two” johnlock shippers be like ;)

mrs. hudson scolded sherlock for his messy flat WE LOVE A MOM!!! ♥

oh yeah sherlock had a website once! rip that :/

i almost expected mrs. hudson to call sherlock ‘lockie’

omg 4 murders? DUN DUN DUNNN!!!! :o

sherlock: “i need an assistant!” aww that’s code for friend! ♥

sherlock just jumped around and said “BRILLIANT!!!” first of all ADORABLE and secondly that’s what my own sherlock would do! (but he says ‘smashing!’)

he’s so excited about the murders wtf :’)

sherlock: “it’s christmas!” lol

aaand he’s gone

mrs. hudson said ‘cuppa’ that’s british slang for coffee (as seen in my own sherlock story) the more you know ;)

mrs hudson said ‘i’m not your housekeeper’ to sherlock and now john is that gonna be a running joke with her

oh hey lockie’s back

john: “i’ve seen too many deaths.” sherlock: “want to see some more?” john: “oh god, yes.” ...ok wasn’t expecting his ‘oh god’ to sound like that

i think the version in my story (’would you like to see a murder?’ ‘you mean a flock of crows or a gruesome death?’ ‘yes, we meet at the park every thursday- of course i mean a gruesome death!’) is better sorry sherlock :/

sherlock: “there’s finally something fun going on!” indeed there is! :D

sherlock: “the game, mrs. hudson. is on!!” and there’s the tagline for the series! (jk i don’t think it has one of those)

and off they go! (the theme music is really good btw)

why does sherlock’s voice sound a bit stuffed

john: “the police don’t consult amateurs!” BOI

sherlock said ‘mp3 player’ how very 2010 of you

sherlock’s deduction is cool :D (and a bit scary like how do you do these things)

john: “how can you possibly know about the drinking?’ as my holmes character once said, ‘detectives always know’ ;)

john: “that... was amazing.” indeed it was! :D

some chick just called sherlock ‘freak’ WOAH WOAH WOAH SISTER :o

aww sherlock called john a colleague how cute :)

woah anderson is a cranky perfectionist

why are they talking about deodorant

guy: “who is he?” sherlock: “he’s with me” johnlock shippers be like ;) ;)

yo are they in hazmat suits

credit cards how modern

of course kids found her

the lady’s in pink TITLE REFERENCE!! :D

i love how sherlock randomly says ‘shut up’

ooh sherlock’s thought process being shown is cool :D

as are the floating words!

guy: “got anything?” sherlock: “not much” lol :D

OP THERE BE RACHE!! :D (book reference!)

ooh cardiff that’s the cardiff giant

he wants john to examine the body because it’s fun how nice :)

the shade of pink is ‘alarming’ according to sherlock that’s because it’s so dark!

guy: “you’re just making this up!” boi sherlock doesn’t make anything up ;)

john: “that’s fantastic!” sherlock: “shut up” lol :D

sherlock clapped his hands together like maria in sound of music aww ♥

sherlock: “huston, we have a case!” nice one ;)

sherlock: “PIIINK!” panther!

is ‘rache’ really ‘rachel’ tho? ;)

great sherlock took off now john’s all on his own :/

jerk lady: “you’re not his friend. he doesn’t have friends.” he does now ;)

john: “i’m nobody.” no watson you’re... THE LAST SKYWALKER!!!

john and sherlock say ‘taxi!’ the same way awww :)

yo who’s calling john :o

john: “who’s this?” AN AD APPEARED JUST AFTER THAT WHAT TIMING!

is this guy moiarty or mycroft or whoever the villain’s name is in the holmesverse

he’s definitely a villain that voice is so scar!

the lady in the taxi knows john WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE

the car stopping sounds like tardis

the villain guy has a cane too YEP HE’S A BADDIEE!!!i

john: “you could just phone me... on my phone.” lol :D

john said the villain isn’t frightening BOi

villain: “since yesterday, you’ve moved in with him and now you’re solving crimes together. might we expect a happy announcement by the end of the week?” johnlock shippers be like :D!!!!!

also my watson moved in with holmes three days after they met so things are going super fast for the bbc lads i see! :)

villain: “he does love to be dramatic.” yeah he sure does!

the villain said ‘221′ as the actual number and it sounds weird

villain: “i worry about him constantly” is this sherlock’s bro?

this guy is creepy wtf :(

and he’s using an umbrella as a cane why

the villain and john held hands i bet people ship them

yep this is sherlock’s bro alright they both infodump!

SERIOUSLY WHAT IS THIS GUY’S NAME????

he says john misses the war and the ‘oh god yes’ makes perfect sense

yo why does john want to see the taxi lady more SHERLOCK IS IN DESPERATE NEED OF FRIENDSHIP PLZ ♥

yo sherlock has a nicotine patch NO SMOKING

sherlock: “breathing is boring”

he’s lying on the couch with his hands in prayer that’s so sherlock

john: “you brought me here to send a text?” the most 21st century question ever

sherlock about john seeing his enemy: “oh which one?” oh boy...

john: “who is he?” sherlock: “the most dangerous man i’ve ever met” AND HIS NAME IS....???????

sherlock in the text: “i must’ve blacked out...” wtf lockie

aww john called the dead lady ‘the pink lady’

sherlock just hopped up on the chair while holding onto it what a lad

i hope bennedict cumberbatch’s voice isn’t that deep and it’s only because of copyright it’s woah :o

john: “did i just text a murderer?” only in the holmesverse!

sherlock: “you could watch the telly...” OMG MY HOLMES CHARACTER SAID THAT EXACT THING!!! you go subconscious! :D

john: “you get off on this (solving cases)” plz don’t say it like that

wowza it’s so dark outside!

sherlock: “who passes unnoticed?” the cabbie!!

op here’s the diner scene from the sarah z’s tjlc vid!

waiter: “on the house for you and your date!” john: “i’m not his date!” johnlock shippers would like to disagree with you watson ;)

john: “you don’t have a girlfriend, then? do you have a boyfriend? which is fine by the way” OH COME ON

sherlock: “i’m married to my work and am flattered by your interest” OH COME ONNNNN

that lip licking john THAT LIP LICKING

oh boy the queerbaiting was strong with that scene

sherlock: “why a taxi?” cuz the cabbie did it boi!

see i remember things from this ep now!

WOAH SHERLOCK ALMOST GOT HIT BY A CAR WTF

sherlock and john going through town to get the cabbie with the street signs is something i easily remember from my first time watching. it’s so cool! :D

the music is great too!

sherlock: “this way! ...no, this way!” lol :D

and he almost gets hit by a car again! fun times with lockie :)

yo is the cabbie american

THAT WASN’T THE CABBIE MURDERER LOOLL!!!!!

sherlock pickpockets lestrade when he’s annoyed lol (that’s something my holmes would so do)

sherlock: “ready?” john: “ready when you are!” ♥

awww they’re laughing against the wall! :) ♥♥♥♥

imma be honest when i first saw that in gifs i thought it was a bed o///o

john forgot his cane and was able to run through london SEE SHERLOCK IS THE LIGHT IN HIS LIFE!!!

sherlock has said ‘shut up’ three times now lol :D

WHY IS EVERYONE AT THE FLAT

oh so rachel is a person! :o

onto part 2!

the first 10 seconds of part 1 are in the beginning how nice! :)

sherlock is ‘everyone’s favorite psychopath’

awww rachel was stillborn :(

of course the lady would think of her daughter! sherlock’s right!!

sherlock: “that was ages ago, why would she still be upset?” even after 14 years people can still be upset of a loved one’s death (just ask paul and addie) :(

mrs. hudson: “they’re making a mess!” oh mrs. hudson and her messes :)

sherlock: “SHUT UP, EVERYBODY, SHUT UP! DON’T MOVE. DON’T SPEAK, DON’T BREATHE!” gretchen from bob’s burgers: “GIVE HIM SOME ROOM!”

he’s so happy because the dead lady’s clever!! :D

smartphones, emails, online, gps... how 21st century!

mrs. hudson called sherlock ‘dear’ awww :)

sherlock: “who passes unnoticed wherever they go?” THE CABBIEEEEEE

CABBIE CABBIE CABBIE CABBIEEEE!!!!!!!

sherlock didn’t order the taxi THE CABBIE WANTS TO MURDER HIM AND THUS THE CABBIE MURDERED THEMMM!!!!!!!

SEE I REMEMBER THINGS FROM THIS EP!!!! :D

in my own holmes story the cabbie isn’t the killer IT HAS EVEN MORE OF AN EPIC TWIST!!! (although the cabbie twist is pretty epic too)

THE CABBIE WANTS TO TALK TO SHERLOCK AND KILL HIM OOHHHHHH

then the pills will come in

sherlock’s phone ring is old-fashioned awww :)

the others have given up but john won’t!

the cabbie has been on sherlock’s website IF ONLY I COULD TOO :(

sherlock knows all the streets of london coolio! :D

the cabbie knows of a ‘nice quiet spot for a murder’ while the villain guy said something of a quiet place hmm....

YO DON’T POINT THAT GUN AT SHERLOCK MR CAB MAN >:(

john’s gonna save sherlock!!! :D

sherlock’s in the pill room isn’t he

i remember this they sit down and sherlock has to choose the right pill

AND IT’S A RISK!

of course sherlock will choose the right one! :D

is sherlock’s ‘mortal enemy’ also the ‘fan’ that the cabbie speaks of?

cabbie: “this is... the move.” ;)

john in the taxi brings up an interesting question, do people in apartments not have cars or is it just a london thing?

they’re talking so much JUS TAKE THE PILLS!!!!

it’s good explanation, but that’s why i got out of sherlock in the first place- it’s goes on for so long in some places!

THEY TOOK THE PILLS!

and the cabbie died, his last word being the name of his beloved (just like the lady writing the name of her own before she died)...

sherlock: “what’s this blanket they keep putting this blanket on me-“ john: “it’s for shock.” sherlock: “i’m not in shock!” lol :D

sherlock: “i’m in shock, look i got a blanket!” double lol :D

wait does john not have his cane?? :o

john: “he wasn’t a very nice man.” yeah he wasn’t!!

awww they’re laughing about the cabbie :)

john: “you can’t giggle at a crime scene” ♥

moiarty is the bro!!!!

YEP HE IS!

♥

this was such an amazing first ep and i loved it even more than when i saw it in 2017! i’ll definitely be watching more (maybe in another livewatch wink wink). i guess you can say i’m now... johnlocked ;)

#livewatch #this was a fun one :)#especially after all these years!

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so should i reply in tiny font or just regular font?

hybe should do better in spreading out the comebacks of the groups under them :/ they're already at a huge advantage, might as well use it strategically. AHA streaming mvs is so convenient for a multi. the filler vids i could use in between could be mvs from the other groups that i stan. also you know what, i still haven't watched a single final performance bc im waiting for a friend to watch with me :D

i have a chinese movie recommendation in case you want something to cry over. i still love its ost and it's been months since i watched it. i'm not sure if you watched it already but more than blue. i've never cried over a movie as much as i cried for that one. the angst *chef's kiss*. i'd do anything to wipe my memory of it and watch it again for the first time.

also sungchan is mc-ing in inkigayo every sunday! and honestly, what the hell is nct hollywood :D but a part of me thinks it's just going to be a bunch of asians living in america like johnny that'll be a part of it. just a hunch tho. imagine having all 4 units coming back in a year with like 1 unit per quarter of the year. i'm not sure if sm even has the money to do this, especially when they filed bankruptcy recently.

and i've seen a lot of twitter memes saying taro's ghosted stans T_T alexa play ghosting by txt T_T sm come on give him smth to do, you're wasting talent.

the mall didn't burn down entirely (like from the outside it looked fine). the ventilation system caught fire so it was more internal—ceilings and all that. covered things with soot(?) and ashes so the entire mall was closed for nearly 2 years. and hey, i've experienced a school fire too back when i was younger. i, too, thought it was nothing but a fire drill until i saw the charred remains of the buildings behind our school : D thankfully, no one died.

the new nct track is for a samsung commercial AHAHA it's funny because nearly everyone uses apple TT_TT and the mv screams neo culture tech tho (well as it should lmao). yes, i was talking about that part in hot sauce but yes, it grew on me too.

ateez really know how to do a performance. they put the standard so high for me when it came to performing. their facial expressions and overall stage presence just impresses me. it's been a while since i've seen idols draw me to them by those standards.

ah, the long stan list! good luck in getting through it and i hope you do have fun as you go :] (also you can check out aurora by ateez and whiplash by tbz. the songs popped up in my head as i was typing this reply, you might like them)

ohhhh, what was the pd48 scandal? i don't watch survival shows so i don't know any of the stuff going on. would you care to elaborate? about their disbandment :(( i hope you're okay now tho! are the other girls still debuting in new groups? anyone eyeing an acting career instead of being an idol?

YES, A PATTERN IN THE BIASES (if you count an analysis of two ppl as a pattern, that is.) because it's the same pattern i have for my biaswreckers :D jake & seungmin, not only do they have the same animal to represent them, they have the same 'golden retriever' type of personality that just makes you go all soft. ygwim ;n; i wish i could elaborate but both boys just devastate me in the same level and my friends pointed out that they were quite similar in some aspects.

jaemin used to send really long bbl messages :< like if there was anything he loved most it was nctzens and it was obv in his messages. speaking of dream, album repackage news today! idk what to feel bc my hot sauce albums haven't even arrived yet :D + i'm dead br0ke.

how do you even manage to read 30k TT__TT i cant handle long fics bc of my attention span :D also, yes, i found the user now, i'll check if i'll like their works soon. <33

YES YOU SHOULDVE BEEN THERE T_T what a day that was. i think seungmin is still sweet and active in bbl. not a single cent goes to waste with him. also i think i'll post the drabble some time this month.

and oml seungmin vs jake :o let's see how that goes O.O XDD

clickity-clackity AHAH do you have a mechanical keyboard? :c i wanted one too but i haven't got around to saving up for one. but yes indeed, typing asmr v relaxing \m/

sunny hyuck day, fullsun sunday, fullsunday T_T feels were very strong that day. i kept seeing edits on my twt tl and i would just s o b : D i've only stanned nct for a year but i've seen him grow so much i just wanted to crie i love him sm :') yk my mom didn't cook spaghetti for my birthday, but she cooked for hyuck's? : D

and i checked ur recs blog and indeed, full of nct T_T

also have i mentioned that your desktop thing amuses me so much HAHAH i got confused for a sec if i had twt opened or tumblr. plus, i've been wanting to mention that i noticed that our mobile themes are opposites. black and red, white and blue. it's cute XDD <3

help, people have been telling me that our asks are long but i highkey love it. i added a ‘keep reading’ for the mobile users though, sorry in advance hh.

honestly, both works. tiny font saves space but regular font does more justice for my poor eyes haha. its your call!

hybe comebacks :( yeah enhypen got lucky because they came back right before cb season so they got three wins (yay)! on the bright side, txt just got their first win and bts has six wins, so it all works out i guess. omg yes, the streaming thing is perfect. i stan like 20 groups so i have a never-ending cycle of filler mvs and its always so helpful. ooh for the final performances - you wont regret watching any of them! literally wild, kingdom's budget and talent are wild.

ooh, I don't watch any cdramas lmao. i want to but i can barely finish kdramas. if its a movie ill watch it! ive never heard of more than blue but ill check it out <3 where can i watch it?

yes yes i have just realized that sungchan is yujin's co-mc! i watched their special stage (which is literally adorable) and was today years old when i realized that the dude is sungchan pls. nct hollywood was so unexpected and i still have mixed feelings about it now. LMAO JUST ASIANS LIVING IN AMERICA...help. that would be interesting (?) but the concept reminds me of those horrendous awesomeness tv shows. lets hope sm pulls this off well and proves me wrong. lmao all 4 units coming back would probably happen, but i hope none of them get overworked :( i constantly feel like mork lee has four clones :'( also...sm filed bankcruptcy??? dang, what happened?

ugh omg yeah shotaros talent is seriously being wasted in the basement right now. as for fires, scary T-T i wasnt that fazed by them until the australia wildfires happened, and i learned about the consequences of fire and got really scared. its good that the entire mall didnt burn down though! although its weird that no one is opening it :( schools really need to tell us the difference between drills though, it might be dangerous for those rebellious kids.

yeah i just realized that the nct track is an endorsement which partly explains why i cant listen to it. the mv's visuals are stunning!! the set and people are so gorgeous aa i cant

oh yeah im not an atiny but i have acknowledged since 2020 that they have one of the best, if not the best stage presence and expressions on stage for 4th gen. i think their only worthy competitor would be stray kids actually. theyre truly one of a kind and all of them are cute especially that yeosang guy. i will definitely check out your song recommendations though!

oof the pd48 scandal is extremely complicated. to condense it in a few statements: all of the girls' rankings have been rigged since the very beginning and it was rumored that they already had their end group before the show even started. it was like this for pf48 and pdx101 (group x1) which was why x1 disbanded within a month of debuting, and izone were on hiatus for like 4 months. im not the best at explaining stuff like this haha, but i think you get it. you can check out yt or search up 'pd48 scandal', a ton of articles and videos. as for new groups, nothing has been made clear yet. theyve only made instagram handles for now and appeared on variety shows haha. as for acting career, hyewon was supposed to do acting but was forced to join pd48 so maybe she'll continue acting afterwards? nothing is confirmed yet!

lmao two similarities, its okay it counts. ah, true, i can see their similarities now that youve mentioned it, as well as how jeno is kind of like that. however, i am currently attached to jaemin so we'll see what happens from there hehe. i swerve easily.

jaemin on bubble grr, that would be a whole experience. from the bare minimum of vidoes ive seen for him wbk jaemin is so whipped for czennies. ah yes repackage! i saw the post on instagram and went to the comments to see everything screaming ‘iM bROke!’ and it was lowkey hilarious lmao. kpop is really trying to suck our money T-T.

ope the longest fic ive read is like...40k words i think? and it was by jeonginks. ill read anything eiko produces lmao, theres always so much substance in her work. ooh, tell me what you think of luvdsc’s stuff, i just finished binging their entire masterlist lmao.

seungmin vs jake yeah, i havent been catching up on skz enha content because im still obsessing over the dreamies but when that saga is over then im going to focus on my ults lmao (which might include dream soon, hehe).

yes yes i have a mechanical bluetooth keyboard that i use to connect to my computer! it literally sounds amazing lmao, its only 10am here but i feel like im going to doze off from the clickity clackitys already. i cant wait for you to get one! tell me when you do, we can match hehe.

hyuck is an aodrable brat please. hes like the best comedian of nct at this point, so hilarious and filled with variety i love him. he rose up my bias list pretty fast too. LMAO YOUR MOM IS SO COOL I LOVE HER ALREADY. if only my mom would cook for my ults’ borndays.

yes my rec blog is a mess right now, ill organize it soon haha.

omg thank you and yes my website theme is one-of-a-kind. even i get confused when i open it or edit it, and i constantly get comments about it. also i just realized our opposing theme colors and i love it! its adorable.

#long post #also im listening to love song right now haha i love it so much #also sorry for not answering yesterday hhh i got busy last night #「 asks 」#moots — [♡] ;#toffee — [♡] ;#neo-shitty

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occupyscifi · 6 years ago

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The clone killer

The illegal had been running all his brief life and now, he knew, that life was coming to an end. Recently he’d been hiding out in the ruins of an old mall, living off old cans of food left behind by survivalists and roving bands of white nationalist militias who were the only other inhabitants of the county. At first there had been three of them hiding, but now the other two were dead. The first had been caught in a trap just off the highway, electrocuted as he had lapped at a pool of rainwater. The second had been poisoned – either on purpose or simply as a result of his poor immune system, unable to cope with the scavenging diet. That was part of the problem being an illegal, there were so many ways you could die. It wasn’t always the hunters that got them. However for him, he knew, it would be. He knew with grim certainty he would not see the light of morning.

Night was falling, and some instinct told the illegal that the hunter was near. Quickly he made his way back through the deep shadowed ruin of the mall. Some of the old storefronts had been gutted with fire, others used as drug dens or hideouts for other illegals now either free in Canada or dead and buried. The illegal’s breath quickened. The prickling on his neck, the sense born from generations of fearful evolution told him that there was another human being near. And if there was then there could be only one reason they were there. To find him. As that thought struck home there was the slightest rustle and he looked up to a balcony above where once there had been a food court and amusements for children.

Now there stood a single figure, watching back. Black clad. Infinitely patient. For a moment the illegal hoped that it might have not malign intent. You heard of groups that were kind. Human rights organisations that sheltered illegals, that supported them in court cases. Spirited them across the northern border where their legal status could be redefined and they could be given a second chance.

“are you….” Began the illegal, allowing hope to blossom in his heart. But the figure in black pulled off his mask to reveal the one face that the illegal had hoped never to see. The one face that meant swift and certain death. You might bargain and plead with any other headhunter or scalptaker. Could try to bribe them with money or favours, but not this one. This one meant only one thing

“not who you wanna see” said the figure, pulling out a pistol and putting a bullet through the illegals chest. The illegal’s last thought, as his life blood pumped out on the stained fake marble floor, was the face of the man who had killed him. The illegal had never had the time to look much at his own reflection, but he knew the man murdering him was identical to him in every way, down to his very DNA.

“its nothing personal” said the man in black, looking down at the illegal who bore his face “just protecting my brand identity. Copyright violation is a capital offense, and cloning without a license has to be met with maximum force” he looked up to where a tiny beecam live-streamed his image to his many faithful followers “and if you wanna subscribe to my series ‘Ray Carter kills illegally made clones of himself’ then click that button’”

“I got nothing against them” Carter explained to a skype drone that had been granted access to his person for the ride back to civilisation. Carter had taken an auto Uber because they were a sponsor, and because he’d got them to put on the ‘Black Ops’ patch to his account that meant he could run down people who hadn’t left good feedback to previous drivers. As he rode through the twilight he looked out of the window. Nothing but rusted old signs and buildings falling apart, and the worst part was it wasn’t like there was any border between town and country now. There was either ruined small towns, abandoned suburbia or Monsanto agri fields behind chain linked fences patrolled by ret-conned military drones. He saw more greenery on the Carter family estate, but that was because his ol’ papa had evicted every other human being and had their houses demolished and covered in quickgrowing vegetation “it’s just, they’re illegals, you know? every one of them is illegally trying to cash in on my brand identity”

“they’re human beings!” squawked the interviewer over the skype bot, for all Carter knew it might have been automated software. Most progressive outrage could be managed easily by algorithms these days, leaving more room for liberals to feel guilty about things “you can’t treat them this way”

“technically they aren’t” said Carter, sure of his words and not least because his smart contact lenses brought up the latest legal rulings on the matter “Supreme Court has been pretty clear about that. They don’t have full rights under the constitution because they aren’t natural born Americans. And in the state of Iowa so long as you have a licence you can hunt vermin and copyright criminals, and these guys are both”

“but its not their fault” said the skype bot, the passionate female voice making Carter feel more than a little turned on. He hoped the reporter was real, he could do some old fashioned Iron Man style loving, turn her to him through the power of his masculine allure, that sort of thing. Course he preferred the Downey Jnr era iron man, because he was a creature of taste and because when he’d been a kid his dad had bought a legally license Downey Jnr clone for his birthday. That had been rad, and he still felt bad how he’d accidentally drowned it in the family mega pool “most of them have been bred in labs for illegal sale and only get out because they’ve been dumped after a police raid. Plus the majority of them are so badly cloned that they would barely survive for a few weeks in the wild before their organs shut down anyway…”

“all the more reason to hunt these suckers down” said Carter, glancing in his smartcontacts as a sub routine edited the hunt down into several different videos for different demographics. Everything from the epic fail big splatter for the tweenie boy market, to the sensitive doomed romantic version for the ladies. For that one the subroutine had edited on a few tears onto Carter’s face and faded to black with him cradling the body of the clone “in fact, you could say I’m doing them a favour. You know, like a mercy killing” he leaned back in the fake leather seat – the leather was real, the cows it had come from were not. Like most animal products they were made from great lumps of cloned flesh grown in enormous sheds - probably somewhere in the Midwestern darkness around him “you can call me a hero, if you like”

“if you were a hero” said the voice provocatively “then you would have taken that poor clone to get medical treatment. You could have used your status to raise awareness of the plight of illegally cloned celebrities. Instead you decided to make the killing of other human beings into nothing more than…than a game show”

The girl sounded genuinely upset, and Carter felt the sort of stirring in his trousers that usually meant he speed dialled one of the many nubile members of his fanbase. He quickly checked the reporter’s real life location and background info. He was gratified firstly to see that she had one and secondly that she was within twenty minutes by ubercopter from his location. Anything that took more than twenty minutes to complete was outside his boredom range. Subtly he rerouted his uber towards the nearest copter pad, hearing a chime in his ear telling him that a military grade machine was waiting for him.

“look, I can see you feel strongly about this” he said, making his voice carefully deeper and more intimate. He’d majored in human manipulation at Yale, an essential pre requisite for anyone attempting a career in the celebrity industrial complex “why don’t we meet up in person. Maybe you can convince me” he changed his tone to sound more reflective, as if his opinion might be changed by something another human being said or did “perhaps I’ve not been thinking this through….” He sighed loudly “I get so caught up in this business sometimes. Its dog eat dog. I’ve got so many people trying to get a piece of me. So many people out just to get dollars from me”

“umm, yeah. I suppose” said the interviewer, sounding taken aback. As she should be, Carter thought, it wasn’t everyday that a member of the number one most powerful celebrity family in the USA decided to drop in for a little talk “sure, that would be great. I can send….I can send you my location”

“that would be wonderful” said Carter smoothly “you know, we don’t speak enough to people who don’t share our views, am I right?” carter smiled as the girl’s address arrived. He’d seen her vids, of course. He hadn’t expected her to be anything but hot, it didn’t do even to be interviewed by the ugly, the fat or the poor. That sort of shit was contagious, everyone knew that “I can be there in less than half an hour”

And in another hour, Carter thought fondly, I’ll have forgotten your name.

The ubercopter dropped down to land carter in the reporter’s location. It was a startup co-op in an old multi-story mall doomed by the advent of online shopping. Carter had heard that there were a whole bunch of old big box stores and decaying malls that were being taken by innovative kids who’d realised that they could rent out an entire acre of real estate for next to nothing so long as they covered the roof with solar panels, hooked up water recyclers and watched a few viewtube vids on sewage reclamation. Since these materials could be had for less than the price of the average hipster loft it made sense. Especially since law enforcement was so lax you could do anything from copyright fraud to pharmaceutical printing to creating illegal Apple apps. That they might also do some illegal cloning crossed Carter’s mind, but he thought it unlikely. They so much as printed out one member of the Pitt clan or more than a wig’s worth of a Kardashian then they’d find themselves carpet bombed from above. Carter may have liked to make the hunt personal but compared to some A-listers he was Mr Merciful.

But Carter was reassured by the presence of banners arguing for clones rights on the walls as he approached the bright pink nineties façade of the mall. There might be illegals here, but the chances of them being printed in the mall was unlikely. The sort of bleeding heart liberals that tried to pretend a random flesh printing of an A lister was an actual human being wouldn’t try to make their own. Something about having ethics, carter had been told. And it also helped that Carter didn’t give a fuck. All fucks were to be directed towards the young journalist who stepped out of the mall, followed by the sound of some godwaful fusion music that sounded like a dying robot to Carter’s refined ears.

“hey, I didn’t think you’d come” said the girl, stepping shyly towards him.

“I made a promise” said Carter seriously, doing his best to act worldly and wise. He wanted to look like the sort of serious business man that would arouse any daddy issues this girl might be hiding. He stepped from the copter, making sure his hair was artfully ruffled “I keep them”

“sure, well come on in” said the girl, leading Carter inside the mall. The once mighty atrium had been cut up into dozens of different temporary looking structures. There’d be anyone from illicit gamers modding their favourite levels to identity refugees hiding from big data. Despite the borderline criminality of these people he was happy to wave off his security. He’d spend the day in the Iowa Badlands hunting clones like he was Harrison Ford. He could handle any hippy crap they might pull “I guess we got a lot to discuss”

Carter was so busy focusing on seducing the girl that he didn’t notice the two other figures hiding behind the door. He didn’t see the needle till it plunged into the back of his neck, making the world explode into darkness.

“ahh shit” muttered carter to himself in the darkness. As any scion of a celeb family he had been trained in how to deal with hostage situations. It mostly consisted of offering money and confirming the common rumour that his family would hunt down and publicly execute anyone responsible “umm, anyone there?”

Carter stumbled around in darkness, hands fumbling in the black. His outstretched fingertip brushed a concrete wall, its surface greasy with dust and age. There was silence, but the smell of decay told he was probably in a mall. But whether it was the one he had entered into he could only hope. He felt his way around the room until he found a door, counting his luck when it swung open.

That was where his luck ran out. Not only was he no longer at the mall with the hot journalist he was fairly sure that he was back at the mall where he’d killed the illegal clone of himself. What was more now he could see in the light of the moon through the broken skylight he was not wearing his business gym casual wear. Nor did he have his smartcontacts. He felt around with his tongue and cursed. His specially adapted tooth with its high frequency transmitter had been removed. With a growing horror Carter realised that if his abductors had known enough to remove the tooth they had probably been able to fake his identity to the security bots that were meant to ensure he didn’t come to a sticky end. Which begged the question of what exactly they did want with him. You didn’t let hostages run around free. He looked down at himself, at the cheap oversized clothing he was wearing and the stink that wafted from them.

“Jesus, these smell like someone died in them” he said, fingering the cheaply fabbed coat, noticing with alarm that not all the holes came from its cheap manufacture. Several looked distinctly bullet shaped.

There was a noise in the mall behind him and Carter wheeled around. He wasn’t pale enough to pass as a white nationalist but he knew enough of their culture to at least bargain with them. Whether they would listen was another matter. He tensed as he heard heavy boots crunch around the corner.

“oh man” said Carter, relaxing and grinning as he saw who was there “am I glad to see you” he looked at the heavily armed pair of men. Both were decked out in exactly the sort of gear that Carter wore when he was hunting clones. They even had the special glasses that could tell whether the person in front of them was really a famous person or just a clone pretending to be “you guys would not believe the night I’ve had”

“nother carter clone” muttered one of the men to the other, raising his rifle “I got dibs on the spleen”

“no wait” said Carter raising his hands “don’t fuck around I’m the original”

“another one who thinks he’s the original” sneered the second clone hunter “that’s a twist that got old real fast”

“what the fuck?” said Carter “how about you use all your fancy equipment. I bet its....” that was the point Carter realised two things. The first was that with his tooth removed there was nothing to identify him as anything different to a common clone like the one he had all to recently executed. The second was what his abductors had wanted to achieve. Poetic justice

Unfortunately Carter realised this at the same time the first of the clone hunters squeezed the trigger on his high powered rifle.

“make sure you livestream that one” muttered the other hunter as Carter expired on the floor “Carter family pay big when you take out one of their clones” he looked down at Carter’s corpse “man, this one doesn’t even look like him. He’s way uglier”

“cheap clones never do” said the other “wonder why they even bother”

#clones #sf

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