#he got dem hips bro

[rainofthetwilight]

they are so goofy

[the-anime-enthusiast]

izuku midoryia’s type in women PLEASEEEE🙏🙏

OFCC!! Sorry for taking so long, in my last post I explained why I've been on an unofficial hiatus but yeah 😭 I got u!!

IZUKU MIDORIYA - type in women

PHYSICAL 🤸‍♀️

bro DOES NYYYAT care, literally at all. I think everyone has their preferences, him too ofc, but he's him guys. The ratio from hips to waist is NOT what bros laying attention to, but ofc I'll still give you my opinion.

SUN KISSED BADDIES you got that like sunburn across your cheeks? he's going crazy. like legitimately. I don't think he would be able to handle his feelings. he'd probably pass out from a blood pressure spike.

He likes them brown haired girls 😔 and brown eyed girls 😭 (song reference) He honestly doesn't care Abt details like that, he'd date anyone, but he def compares his love life to shoujo series and he stays seeing those dark haired baddies.

ass tits thighs personality ✅ he's fs a personality man but let's bffr, every guy has there thing....height, hips, and arms. He likes his girls shorter than him 🙂 (around 5'2? not too short tho cuz then he gets weirded out) He LOVES dem hips. Yk whenever a girl has that natural dip in her hips, it kinda looks like those donut stack toys babies play with? (random comparison I js can't think of anything) HE LOVES THAT SH!!T. He's def secretly crazy for thick hips, like when u got some fat around them. Loves it 100%

okay...so the whole arms thing...he likes girls who have thicker arms...and not rly a muscle kinda thick, more like an auntie thick when you got that little folded skin hanging over the elbow. Bros specific, and bros a lil weird Abt it. He would NEVER admit it out loud, but it's like a creepy fetish for him. He would js never actually be creepy Abt it tho cuz yk, HE HAS COMMON DECENCY. (Unlike some guys 🙄)

When I say he's not picky, I MEAN he is not picky. It's giving very much Yuji Itadori and that one girl that he was like "yeah it would be her" (very mindful, very sweet, very wholesome, very demure) Slim, Thick, Skinny, Midsize, Plus size, All size, Morphing Size (idfk im running out of sizes and you never know with those quirks man)

MENTAL 🧠

if ur a mean ass bitch you can get TFFF OUUUTTT bro does NOT stand for that sh!t 🙅‍♀️ tbh i dont think he'd be picky when it comes to personality but he doesn't stand for someone who has room for hate in their heart, even after everything hes been through. I'm not gonna sit here and be like "oh he's a sweet cinnamon roll 🥺" like bffr, but he won't even look in your direction if you're a "hater"

He generally wants someone sweet, or just nice in general. like ochaco (no I'm not shipping them, she's just really nice and the best charcter to describe his preferred personality to)(did you see her with toga? shes a sapphic queen guys bffr) He wants someone who cares TREMENDOUSLY, like he does. Kindness is what gets his attention, being a good soul and good spirit, someone he can match wave lengths with mentally.

A strong mind and determination. (bkdk reference) (I'm joking) He knows exactly where he wants to be in life, even if his idea of that is a little messy, so he likes whenever someone has the same drive he does, natural will to be good. He wants someone mentally tough and ready to face the world for what they believe, as long as they know in their heart it's what they want/believe. (all might reference)

RANDOM 🎉

He rly likes girls who can draw 😭 He thinks it's the coolest thing ever and it makes it so easy for his partner to get him gifts bc he'd melt if he got a personalized drawing of him and his fav heros 😭

LOVE LANGUAGE - physical touch

he's not huge on pda (he gets rly embarrassed, not in a embarrassed of you way, more of a, im shy and feel like my face is going to explode, kinda way) but he loves sweet little acts of physical touch. Whenever he's stressed or really anxious holding hands melts all his worries away.

LOVE LANGUAGE -quality time

bro fr js wants to be next you. he loves little cheesy dates (amusement park and sharing crepes)(manga reference) but yeah, just cheesy things like that.

Really likes nerdy girls (very big on matching energy if you can't already tell) like js geek out with bro and he'd die for u istg.

Play a damn board game with this kid, Jeezus Chrysler. Whip out monopoly and you'll have his attention till he rots in fictional jail. He actually REALLY sucks at board games but refuses to ever stop playing them. Jenga? He can't even set the blocks up without knocking them over. Uno? He forgot what the word uno was. I mean literally say there stuttering trying to remember what word he's supposed to say.

BUY THIS KID SHOES. He doesn't know why...but it's one of his favorite gifts to receive. He loves trying them on and showing them off to you. He also gets rly geeked out over custom fan shoes. (think like those Hercules sandals from the Hercules movie) He knows it's cringe. He doesn't care. He has display racks for all of them on his wall.

OMG I FINISHED WRITING IT HOLY SH!T I DIDNT THINK I WOULD I js pulled all of these he out MY BEHIND BRO it's midnight I'm dead ASF, I have that convention in 2 days, shizzz wild rn. Pls lemme know what u think!! I've never been a HUUGHERE Deku fan, I kinda js appreciate his character, but I think this is pretty cutesy, how tf do u spell that. Anyways, yeah. This was fun. BYEYYEYEYEHEHEHEHEHEYYTEYRYTRYYR

[bllsbailey]

LGBTQ Dems of Maryland Leader Caught in Child Predator Sting After Pursuing 14-Year-Old Boy

A leader in the Maryland Democratic party has been busted pursuing a 14-year-old boy, and the details are graphic. Michael Knaapen

has been accused of exchanging explicit texts between him and what he thought was a teen boy, including saying he wanted to rape him. 

Warning: linked videos contain explicit sexual content and coarse language.

Alex Rosen of Predator Poachers and his team posed as the 14-year-old boy whom Knaapen pursued. Rosen showed the video of his team confronting Knaapen on X. (As noted above, the video contains quotes from Knaapen's conversations with the boy.) 

There is even more graphic content now flooding the internet from the conversations, and it's sickening. 

On Knaapen's profile page, he claims that he is HIV+, as journalist Andy Ngo shared in an X post with a screenshot of it. 

The Maryland Democrats have quietly removed him, of course, and no statement has been made on their behalf. We won't hold our breath. 

To make matters even more disturbing, he encouraged the "young boy" to lie about his age so that he would have "cover." He even states that if "hypothetically" he were to have sex with the teen, he would have "committed a crime and be at risk for prison". Unfortunately, since Rosen and his team worked on their own behalf and there was no actual 14-year-ol involved, at this moment no charges will be made. Knaapen is simply exposed for the sick person that he is. 

These are the true colors behind the far-left movement. It's not really about freedom or progress, but more about finding new ways to cover despicable behavior. These are the people we are celebrating and bending over backward to accommodate at the cost of others. Whenever they are confronted, they just simply move the moral compass further:

All I’m gonna say is when we bust a conservative pedo, most people are generally positive and supportive in the responses about it. They still support and share my work (big conservative influencers even). I get the occasional pedo simps, but they’re here regardless. Then I bust a democrat LGBTQ clown and all of a sudden, pedophilia is just cool and hip now. I’m the bad guy and I got people saying everything from “you should be arrested for recording in public” to “14 year olds are mature enough” to “it’s all deep fake bro” to “what about trump”… I’m actually kind of shocked how amped up the pedo defending has been today. Idk why part of me thought we would all agree on this one for the most part.

Michael Knaapen may not be going to jail, but at least his true character is exposed and a real-life child may have been spared from horrible abuse. 

[rainsmediaradio]

Ladipoe & Bella Shmurda - Guy Man Lyrics

Ladipoe & Bella Shmurda - Guy Man Lyrics Intro Aiye n lo ni Soweto Mo gbomo ni Monaco Wo ni Bella leto, leto Verse 1 Last year, flight plans World tour, white fans Fine babes, meet guy man Dem dey feel guys out in Saipan Oya roll one, light am Form Voltron, five cars Clash with the opps like titans Omo that boy so Naija, whoa Ladipoe lele yi kon se Ladipo (Yeba) You know what they say, opolo tun po (Yeba) They say that number one already spoken for (Yeba) But I’ve never been the one to follow protocol Protocol, protocol Tear rubber flow this na follow come Bless king word to Solomon I be feeling like the chosen one Refrain Shey, make I remind you, ooh Oluwa shina emi Rambo, ooh Me, I no dey tango I dey do my thing for the angle Always in demand, oh Pay my money make I come show No more space for the Lambo I be big boy now, I be Rambo Chorus Aiye n lo ni Soweto Mo gbomo ni Monaco Wo ni Bella leto, leto Sofun omo yen ko joko l’eso If you no sure, abegi no show I dey here where I wan go I stand tall all my ten toes Aiye n lo gba mi lago Verse 2 I say Ladipoe lele yi kon se ladipo (Yo) If only you knew where guys started from (Bro) I dey feel myself, I no dey force am (No) ‘Cause these days, self-love is on brand You’ve entered one chance, this one na club jam Ginger promoter, secure the rucksack We no dey too talk, leave am for podcast Nowadays, all the fine babes don dey form gang Siddon dere See the drip, everything here imported I got a tip, no dey trip of the success ‘Cause Afrobeat hit no mean say Hip-Hop’s dead (What he just said) Okay, lost it now (Lost it) Let’s get back on topic now (Topic) Watch my baby buss it down (Buss it) Only came to shut it down Chorus Aiye n lo ni Soweto Mo gbomo ni Monaco Wo ni Bella leto, leto Sofun omo yen ko joko leso If you no sure, abegi no show I dey here where I wan go I stand tall all my ten toes Aiye n lo gba mi lago Aiye n lo ni Soweto Mo gbomo ni Monaco Wo ni Bella leto, leto Sofun omo yen ko joko leso If you no sure, abegi no show I dey here where I wan go I stand tall all my ten toes Aiye n lo gba mi lago Read the full article

[katsuflossy]

The Guys With A Jamaican S/0

Pairings: Bakugo Katsuki x reader, Todoroki Shoto x reader, Shinso Hitoshi x reader

TW: A whole lot of obscenities, suggestive themes, a threateningly good time

A/n: AYYEEE A WEH MI SEH. My cousin decided to challenge me to make a Jamaican reader and so I delivered (poorly cause I only come to this in a sleepy state) but there’s little to no rep for di island gyals so Imma give some love. Hope you like it biddies!💖

P.S. all characters are in their 3rd year meaning they are 18.

💥 You were an international transfer student in the support course

💥He busted through the doors screaming about someone messed up the wiring for his arm cannon.

💥 He just kept going and going and going until you couldn’t take it anymore.

💥 “ALL MIGHTION PEACE, BREDDA BILL PAN E SHOUTING NUH!” (1)

💥 Man was shook. One, because he did not understand a word you had said and two, what language did you even utter because it wasn’t complete English and three, did you just scream at him.

💥 Regardless, you took the cannons and fixed them. He noticed the Jamaican flag on top of your work station.

💥 Soon you’re telling him about your country and how proud you are to be a yaadie (what Jamaicans refer to themselves)

💥 He loves teasing you just so he can hear what you’re going to say—bc he in love with da accent☺️

💥 “My yute, if yuh tap revv off mi ear dem ma guh box yuh cross yuh head side.” (2)

💥”Big head bwoy, weh di bumboclaat yuh lef mi alone man.” He’s just so interested in the language.

💥 Give him some ackee and salt fish with fried dumpling. You got him under a spell now.

💥 IN LOVE with Jamaican food. He demolishes some jerk chicken, peppa shrimp, Rasta pasta, the list goes on. All because you guys were competing on who’s curry was better 🤦🏾‍♀️.

💥 Have a crate of beef patty and coco bread? Half of that is for him now. Some spice bun and cheese? Break that like five loaves and two fishes. Because everything’s being shared now.

💥 You’re not allowed to go to ANY party/dance/fete etc. without him because you act all the way up.

💥Shenseea comes on? He gives you one look and presses you against his front.

💥 Doesn’t stop you for whining and grinding but you ain’t going on your headtop around him. You start to go on your knees, head pressing against the ground; he snatches you before you could balance on your neck and stands you straight up.

💥 “For fuck sakes (Y/n) you don’t listen!” “Kastuki, mi a bad gyal, mi neva ago listen.”4 

💥 Basically with your mouth and his attitude, it’s UA’s most catastrophic couple™️.

(1)  “Oh my God, bro chill on the shouting!”

(2) “ My guy, if you don’t stop talking my ears off I’m going to slap you.”

(3) “Big head boy, why the hell you don’t leave me alone, man.”

(4) “Kastuki, I’m a bad (unruly, untameable) girl, I’m never going to listen.”

🧊 Total culture shock when he saw you. And then a second aftershock when he heard you SPEAK.

🧊 Just kept staring at you ever since you transferred into the class.

🧊 Then your mouth 🤦🏾‍♀️ had a mind of its own. You turned to him, got all up in his face and said “Big man, why ya pree me so hard? Neva seen a nigga before?” (5)

🧊 He was flabbergasted. Eyes wide, unable to say anything until he physically cooled himself down. Then he gon ask you to repeat ‘cause did he understand a word you said? No.

🧊 But he loves the accent. And by love I mean love.

🧊He asks you to talk to him in patois (“pat-wah”) more so the thing you say is “Guh suck yuh madda.” He just smile, nodding as he continued what he was doing. 💀 this was so rude.

🧊 You call Aizawa “Don” and All Might “Brogad” (6)

🧊 You flirt with him in patois and sometimes he’ll try to decipher what you’re saying.

🧊“Babes.” He looks up from his work and at you. “Yes?” “Yuh know seh mi love you like cook food.”

🧊 The gears in Todoroki’s head are working hard for this one. Unexpectedly, he frowns. “But not all food is cooked. Like sushi...I thought you loved sushi? So you don’t love me?”

🧊 His sad, puppy dog eyes had you rushing to console him, telling him it was just a regular saying and that Jamaicans just love homecooked meals.

🧊Speaking of food. He’s never going to touch cold soba again after having some pigtail with rice and peas, gravy touching every inch of the dish.

🧊He’ll sit at the kitchen, tapping his foot, very happy about whatever you’re making.

🧊 He’s observant too and will bring any and everything to shorten the time it takes for the food to get on his plate.

🧊 “Hey Sho, can you pass the—“ He got the curry seasoning already in his hand, offering it to you. “—um thanks?”

🧊He’ll be on your back as you’re cheffing it up, reggae music blasting through the area.

🧊 It’s a good life for Shoto.

(5) “Big man, why are you staring at me so hard? Never seen a nigga before?”

(6) Brogad is a highly respected “bro”.

(7) “Go suck your mother.” (basic insult in Jamaica. Would not recommend saying it to an actual Jamaican? It will not end well for you.)

(7) “You know I love you like cooked food.”

🔮 He met you in his extra secret place he goes to smoke.

🔮All he sees is some black girl lighting her blunt and wondering “how tf did she find this place?”

🔮 He was about to leave, pissed off that he has to find a new place to blow some air until you offered him your own blunt.

🔮 Very cautious about taking a hit because yo shit may have been laced but after that puff? Nigga went to another galaxy.

🔮 “How the fuck yo shit so strong?” “An mek you gwan chat pan mi? Naw, come link me if you want a spliff or two.” (8)

🔮 So it was a smoking buddies-to-lovers trope. He’ll come over to your dorm everyday until his high ass admits he likes you— and your high ass did the same.

🔮Alkaline is his top artist now. You’ll catch him vibing to “Juggernaut” or “Just the Style” on a daily.

🔮 He’s gotten use to you whining everywhere. He’ll sit, reading a book while you’re bumping and grinding to some soca or dancehall.

🔮 Although completely unphased, he’ll smack your ass as you’re throwing it back on him jokingly.

🔮 After you and Shinso became a couple, group smoke sessions were never the same.

🔮 ANY Kranium song comes on; the place will get steamy.

🔮 “Last Night” starts to play while you, Shinso, Kaminari, and Sero were going through that oui’d.

🔮 Next thing they know, you’re straddling Shinso’s hips, giving him that waistline like it’s carnival. He’s whining back; your bodies grinding against each other as his hands palms your ass.

🔮 Meanwhile Sero and Kaminari smoking the last blunt, ready to leave because they already know what’s gonna go down.

🔮 Sero: “They don’t see us?”

🔮 Kaminari: 🤷🏼

🔮Sero: “You see me?”

🔮 Kaminari: “Yes I see you. You see me?”

🔮Sero: “Hell yeah I see you. Both of us looking like two big Barneys we see each other.”

🔮 They just packed it up and left so they don’t have to see anything too drastic.

(8) “So you can tell on me? Naw, talk to me if you want a blunt or two.”

[whitehotharlots]

The weird gross goony world of cultural liberalism

I feel like my last post is being misunderstood so lemme dig into it a bit.

Biden’s pitch was, up until a week ago, that he was running a Null campaign. He didn’t stand for anything. No one cares about his platform other than a handful of centrists who tried briefly to convince leftists that he was actually going to be super progressive. Biden is running on the fact that he’s not Trump. Not anti-GOP or anti-conservatism--simply that he’s not Trump. He’s nowhere near as intentionally cruel, and there were times in the past where he had at least seemed more competent. 

Volunteering in Iowa and Virginia, this was the logic I heard repeatedly from Biden supporters. They viewed Biden as an anti-Hillary. Not in regards to policy, but in his means of presentation. Hillary ran a personality-based campaign. Democrat apologists repeatedly stated as much. Formal studies found that the 2016 campaign was the least-issues focused in history, with both major candidates selling themselves and ignoring policy. The older Biden supporters I spoke to reasoned that the safe bet was to move away from personality politics (the realm in which the believed, correctly, that Trump could not be beaten) and toward a sort of nothingness politics, selecting a blank slate candidate upon whom voters could project a sense of normalcy. 

This was a weak strategy to start. Trump’s base is still very enthusiastic; the Dems are very unenthusiastic. After Super Tuesday but before Covid, I gave Biden around a 35% chance of winning. 

The pandemic has of course changed things. America’s imperial collapse moved out of the slow burn phase and into an undeniable free fall. Nothingness all of a sudden seems much more appealing than Trump’s brand of pettiness and proud, sneering cruelty. Burning everything to the ground sounded fun in 2016 but now that we can smell the acrid flames we’ve gotten scared. Biden therefore became a heavy favorite. 

VP selections haven’t had much effect, if any, on Presidential races since the two parties each became ideologically monolithic. Kamala or any other candidate would not have effected the race in and of themselves. But the appointment of Kamala has unleashed the weird, gross personality politics that tanked Hillary’s 2016 campaign, effectively bringing the rhetorical presentation of the race back into the realm that Trump dominates.

This isn’t to say that a personality campaign can’t win. It’s to say that the people who run the Democratic party and its media apparatuses have incredibly weird and shitty taste that most Americans find alienating or even repulsive.

The main cultural touchstones of these people are the Harry Potter novels (now rendered problematic due to JK Rowling saying that biological sex exists) and NBC’s Parks and Recreation. (They use Beyonce as a touchstone, but few actually listen to her music). Hillary ran a Parks and Rec campaign. She was proudly goony and awkward like the show’s protagonist, Leslie Knope: a blinkered, condescending careerist who is nonetheless worthy of celebration because of her lovable foibles and positive attitude. The show’s understanding of masculinity as an ambivalent quirk--encapsulated by characters played by Chris Pratt and Nick Offerman--was incredibly appealing to the sort of DNC-affiliated dudes who believe they face a moral duty to denounce their gender and sexuality but haven’t quite fully absorbed whatever the white guilt equivalent of hating one’s masculinity might be called (bro remorse, maybe?). The show was, in short, catnip for cultural liberals.

Here’s the thing, though: the show wasn’t very popular with audiences, even while critics liked it. In all but its first, short season, it failed to place in the top 100. And this was with a talented cast and experienced production staff. Amy Pohler and Aziz Ansari are very funny comic actors. Nick Offerman and Rashida Jones have legitimate screen presence. Chris Pratt is a bonafide Hollywood star. Even then, and even with as much cache that the show managed to achieve within the narrow confines of cultural liberalism, it was never that popular within the broader culture/

Hillary’s campaign was an uncanny, disquieting parody of the Parks and Rec aesthetic. I liken it to a children’s play in which all the “actors” are decaying corpses whose movement is controlled by pulleys and wires, their prerecorded lines played over a loudspeaker. The first time I saw Hillary do the the whip and nay nay on Ellen, I felt the same sinking sense of psychological discomfort I got from watching Rotten.com decapitation videos as a teen, the realization that this is what other human beings are capable of, the horrible sense of complete disconnectedness from my fellow man. How--how could I be of the same species as these people? What can happen to turn large groups into such monsters?

Kamala is every bit as goony, condescending, oratorically untalented, and socially maladroit as Hillary. And, right on cue, the small segment of the population who loves culturally liberal treacle have begun referring to her as some kind of magic goddess--not a politician nor even a character, but a cultural event that they believe every decent person automatically adores as much as they do. 

This is what concerns me. Kamala’s shitty record won’t make any difference electorally. What can make a difference--what happened just four years ago--is the liberal embrace of hubristic grossness, their assumption that their own shitty tastes are all but universally shared, their belief that they’re just so hip and cool and lovable that they don’t even need to proffer any sort of alternative to Trump, that their own aesthetic superiority is so strong, so manifest that it will carry them to effortless victory. 

[volturi-stuff]

My Love

Alec Volturi x Fem!Reader

Part Seven

A/N: So, this took awhile to write. Sorry for the wait guys. It's the end guys! Last part. I'm not crying, haha! :(

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It has been a few weeks since you asked Alec to turn you. He was hesitant about the idea, but Caius and Demetri were all for spending eternity with there best friend. But today was extremely special.

"Alec today is my birthday!" You said as you wrapped your arms around him, you laid your head on his back and closed your eyes.

"Happy Birthday, Mi Amor." Alec said grabbing your hand twirling you around to face him.

He nuzzled his nose with yours, "And what would you like to do on this... Special day?" Alec whispered, his lips inches away from yours.

"Can you turn me?" You whispered back.

"Are you absolutely sure about this?" Alec asked.

"Yes, there's nothing I want then to be with you forever." You whispered as you placed a gentle peck on his cold lips.

"Okay, your wish is my command. I have to inform the masters." Alec said with a smirk.

"But, we still have a few hours, I'm not turning you right away." Alec said pulling you into his chest as he placed his cold lips on yours.

He actually took you back to the fountain where you had your first kiss, you ate your takeout there.

"Alec, remember?" You said slightly giggling.

"Yeah, remember you spit your coffee everywhere!" Alec yelled with laughter.

"I never even got to taste it because of you!" You yelled back as you laughed with him.

"Hey, I didn't tell you to spit it everywhere." Alec said with sarcasm.

"Yeah, well between you and the waiter, yeah you did!" You said laughing so hard you fell back into the fountain.

"Are you okay?" Alec said as he tried to pull you out, you pulled him in, with a slash.

"Are you serious? I'm wet!" Alec yelled.

You laughed, "I didn't tell you to help me." You mocked his earlier sarcasm.

Alec glared, then he smiled. He splashed you with water.

You both broke out in laughter. You both had to walk home wet.

It was time for him to change you. Alec went to inform the masters about what was about to happen, while you went to get changed.

Alec was about to inject his venom into your neck. You were going to be with your two besties and the love of your life forever. You took a deep breath and put your nicest outfit on, a black lacy dress.

You sat on the bed and waited for Alec. He entered the room and grabbed your hands.

He sat next to you and pulled you into his lap. "You won't feel a thing, Mi Amor." Alec said as he began to kiss you deeply and passionately. He began placing kisses down your jaw to your neck. "Your sure about this? Mi Amor." Alec whispered.

"I've never been more sure of anything in my entire life." You whispered back. Suddenly you were covered in a shield of black smoke. Everything was numb.

"I'll be here, when you wake up." Alec mumbled as he placed a final kiss on your neck, "Mi Amor." Alec whispered as he bit down on the skin of your neck. Alec was right, you couldn't feel anything.

You went numb in his arms, Caius came up to make sure he did it right.

When you didn't wake up right away, Alec began to panic.

"Caius, what if I killed her?" Alec asked. He held your body closely to his as his smoke was still going, he was beginning to get weak.

Moments later you woke up.

"Alec?" You whispered. Everything was one hundred percent more clearer as you opened your eyes. You looked over to see Alec's beautiful face next to yours. He was so beautiful.

"I'm here, Mi Amor." Alec whispered as he stroked your face.

"You're gorgeous." You whispered.

Alec smiled at your comment. "We are the same temperature now, no more getting cold when I do this," Alec said as he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours. He cupped your cheek and put his other hand on your hip.

"Alec, I love you." You mumbled.

"Guys, I'm right here." Caius spoke from the corner.

"Me too." Demetri said standing next to Caius. You vampire sped over to Caius and wrapped your arms tightly around his neck.

"Don't crush me, Little Human." Caius said placing his arms around you too.

"Not so human now, Cai." You whispered.

"Where the hell is my hug?" Demetri asked as he glared.

"Right here." You said as you vampire sped to him too. You gave him a skull crushing hug.

"Darling, easy." Demetri mumbled.

"I'm sorry, Dem." You said smiling at him.

"I'm one of you guys now!" You yelled.

"I know, and you're absolutely breathtaking, Mi Amor." Alec said speeding over to you.

You forced a group hug on everyone.

"I love you guys." You sighed as you let go.

"I love you too, Little Vampire." Caius said.

You laughed. "That's funny, bro!" You said as you tried to give him a pat on the back, but you ended up smacking him into the wall. He flew across the room.

"Dear god! Caius I'm sorry! I'm a newborn!" You yelled as you flew over to him.

"It's quite alright, I'm a little mad, but you didn't do it on purpose." Caius said getting up. There was a giant hole in the wall now.

****

You and Alec were walking down the dark halls of the castle you were no longer scared of.

"I love you, Alec." You said placing a kiss on his hand.

"I love you too. Imagine Beth's reaction when she finds out I turned you." Alec mumbled.

"What do you mean?" You asked.

"Beth, used to have a crush on me. It was completely one-sided, I never returned her feelings, or even spoke to her for that matter. Felix told me. Her's and Felix's relationship isn't as strong as ours." Alec said smirking at you.

"And why is that?" You asked.

"Because, you can return how much I truly love you because you are a vampire now." Alec said kissing your cheek.

"That's why she hates me, and why she tried to tear us apart." You whispered.

"Yeah, I guess." Alec said. You had managed to walk outside, the moonlight hit his face perfectly. He was stunning.

You stopped dead in your tracks, nothing mattered in that minute, just you and Alec. Not Beth or the Cullens. Just him.

"I truly do feel for you strongly. I can't explain it." You mumbled.

"We are true mates, blood singers." Alec said putting his hands on your cheeks.

"I love you, Mi Amor." Alec whispered pulling you into a kiss.

"I love you too." You whispered.

"Today, tomorrow, forever." Alec mumbled.

"Forever." You whispered back.

You were completely normal. No special powers, you are just like Caius.

And you truly were completely ready to spend all of eternity with the love of your life and your best friends. What more could you want?

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[friend-me-harder]

honestly the bit with mallek, cirava and marvus all tacking themselves onto whoever readers hanging out with for the day is so fuckign good and i live for that shit thank you for my life. could we get some? marvus and mallek specifically fighting over mc or just being really passive aggressive with each other and tryna steal mc away for themselves too??

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You had agreed the night before to hang out with Marvus today. He said he was hosting an event and wanted you to come as a date to keep some of his more aggressive fans away.  You told him you weren’t sure how intimidating you would be or how useful you’d be indeterring others, but he’d insisted.  And you were kind of excited at the idea of getting to go to a big party. 

Marvus had an outfit delivered to you early that very night, you were shocked at how well it fit and how fucking amazing you looked in it. You’d have to give him props, you didn’t really think purple would suit your complexion, but it did. 

Some earlier tips on hair and make-up from Tagora and Stelsa and you were ready to go.  As you slid into the limo Marvus had sent, a message from Mallek popped up. He was inviting you over to hang out.  You told him you’d have to catch up with him lqter as you were on your way out for the night. You apologized and sent a selfie of you pouting to show you were really sorry (and to secretly maybe show him how good you were looking but you’d never admit that or anything).  

You were a little eorried when he didn’t respond but were soon too distracted to think of it.  You pulled up to a large venue where other high bloods were mingling.  There were many purple and indigos present, as well as a few sea dwellers.  You shrunk back in the limo, suddenly uncertain about this and considering going to hang with Mallek where you knew you’d be safe.

“Dere u iz lil buddy!”  The excited face of Marvus appears in your immediate line of vision, or more accurately takes up your entire range of sight.  He’s grinning and backing up, offering his hand to you. You take it, gratefully, and feel your fears leave you as your skin makes contact with his.  Marvus shivers a little and winks.  “Alwayz 4get how hot u r.  Ur skin’s p f**kin warm too.”  He says with a wink.   

You feel your face flush and you chuckle, thanking him as he links your arm in his and leads you to the entrance.  You can feel eyes on you and Marvus, your anxiety begins to spike. You press yourself closer to Marvus to keep from losing your nerve.   

“U finna be safe here, no worries 4 my lil miracle.” Marvus assures, patting your hand reassuringly.  You smile and nod.  “I trust you.”  You give his arm a squeeze. 

You pass a large indigo at the door who’s holding a tablet. He gives Marvus a nod as you enter into a large foyer.  You’re almost blinded by the amount of gold.  It’s hard for you to focus on anything in this room, it all seems so glamourous and somehow more alien than anything else you’d seen since arriving on Alternia.   

“What is this party for, again?”  You ask trying to keep your mind occupied.   

“Just a lil thang 4 all my brohimes, jugg-a-sistas, and supportrz, u heard?” 

“So, like a networking or fundraising event for your music?” 

“No doubt!  Got pleny a ca$$h munny, but to keep the sponsors feelin gravy we give em a shin dig 4 dem 2 jerk dey bulges 2.” He tells you with a grin and a wink.

You laugh and shake your head.  “Being famous must be so hard.”  You joke giving his arm another squeeze.  

 Marvus laughs loudly, and smiles widely down at you. “I liek u lil bizznatch.”

“Glad to hearnthat.”  You tease, removing yourself from him to take a better look around the room – ensuring you maintain a short distance from your date and apparent host. There are fewer people paying attention to you now as they seem to be greeting Marvus, thanking him for inviting them, and other pleasantries.   

You’re impressed with his ability to maintain a friendly face amongst so much blatant pandering. He catches your eye and winks, you chuckle and shoot him a thumbs up.   

Marvus excuses himself from his guests and makes his way to your side. “Lookin hella fine by deh way.  Itz a good color on you.”  He says, as his finger trails along your neckline.  “Can’t help but think it’d look even betta on my f-” 

“I TOLD YOU, YOU’RE NOT ON THE LIST!” The loud voice of the door attendant pulls your attention away from Marvus.  You’re surprised to see Mallek at the door, slipping past the man holding the list. 

“Check again, it’s under Adalov.” Mallek says, his eyes scanning the room before locking on hou.  A large grin cuts across his face as he confidently strides towards you. He’s entirely out of place in his hoodie, jeans, and sneakers. 

The door man makes a move to grab him but stops short. “Hey! get ba-oh…here it is.” He mutters, turning back to the line of those trying to get in. 

Mallek quickly makes his way to you and you can’t help but smile, it was nice to see another familiar face.  His arms are out for a hug and you gladly accept.  Mallek rocks you both side to side as he hugs you tightly. He feels safe and smells like home.

Mallek pulls away, only a bit and looks you over, his signature grin in place. “You look good Robo-buddy, not too hip on the color but the outfit itself?” He lets out a low whistle and you chuckle, giving his arm a playful punch. 

“I didn’t think this is where you’d be tonight. I thought you were hanging out at home!  What are you doing here?” You ask excitedly. 

“Ye bro, wat r u doin here?” Marvus asks his grin sharp as he wraps an arm around your shoulders and all but pulls you from Mallek’s arms. “Dun member inviting u” He adds. 

Mallek shrugs, his smile easy.  “I was on the list.” He tells Marvus, Mallek’s attention turns back to you but the lights dim and a loud track begins to play before he can say anything. 

Marvus leans in close to you, his lips beside your ear as he excitedly whispers, “Dis our song, buddy!”  He’s pulling you along to the dance floor and you can’t help but laugh at his excitement.   

It’s a fast-paced song and while you aren’t the best dancer it’s easy to follow Marvus’ lead as he spins you around the floor.  You gleefully laugh as he dips you and lifts you into an aerial twirl.  You gasp and grip tightly to him laughing harder as your adrenaline increases. 

Marvus sets you down with your back to his chest and you can feel him starting to gyrate and grind against you.  Another hand grabs your waist and spins you against a hoodie clad chest. “Cutting in.” Mallek mutters, taking a hand in yours and all but waltzing you away from a frowning Marvus. You’re a little dizzy from the twirling and rising heat of the room so you don’t protest being taken from one friend by another.   

You rest your head against Mallek’s chest as he rocks you both back and forth, he’s clearly a less talented dancer, and you can see him tripping over his feet a little but you appreciate his effort.  It’s cute how hard he’s trying.  Your arms are wrapped around his neck and his hang loosely around your waist.  You can hear the quietest of purrs starting in his throat and smile to yourself.   

“U lookin a lil flushed dere babe, howz aboutta drink?” Marvus offers you with a glass of something in his hand, as he somehow materializes between Mallek and yourself. You’re warm and parched and gratefully take it from him with a ‘thank you.’ 

Your mouth is filled with the overly sweet taste of Faygo, but it’s cool and refreshing.  An arm slides across your shoulders and you’re turned towards a large door. “Let’s get some air.” Mallek whispers, his hand slipping to your lower back as he leads you towards the balcony. 

Getting some air sounds nice and you’re happy to get a fresh breath.  As you make your way the songs change to a much slower track.  A gentle tap at your shoulder has you turning in Mallek’s arm to face Marvus again. 

“Can I get one more dance b4 u go out?”  Marvus asks, his hand falling from your shoulder to your hand, his fingers lacing with yours.  Your heart strings are pulled as Marvus pouts and you can’t help but give in. 

“Alright, one more dance.  Then a break!”  You tell him, smiling. 

Marvus grins and places his free hand over his heart. “Itz a promise.”   

“I’ll be back in a bit if you want to wait out there.” You tell Mallek who’s frowning.  He quickly changes his expression when he realizes you’re looking at him and smiles. 

“Of course.  Have fun.” Mallek teases. 

You shake your head and smile as you allow Marvus to bring you back to the dance floor. 

Marvus has a hand low on your waist and holds the other as he takes you both across the floor with wide motions.  You smile and let the music and Marvus lead you along.  You can feel Marvus pulling you closer to him, so your chests are against one another’s.   

Marvus tilts his head so his lips are beside your ear. “Gotta ax u sumthin babe.” Marvus says, his other hand slipping to also hold tightly to your waist.  “Been thinkin abt u a lot an wanna kno if u wanna be a mofo’s ma-” 

AAHHHT AAHHT DEEPDEEPDEEPDEEP AAHHT AAHHT 

The alarm that goes off is deafening, the lights go out and a dark red light floods the room with intermittent flashes of a blinding white light. A loud automated voice demands evacuation.  You look around as best you can, hands covering your ears as your eyes strain to make out the shapes around you.  The flashing of the lights begins to make you feel dizzy and you think you may pass out. 

You feel strong hands grab your arms and jump, a familiar voice in your ear tells you to relax and that it’s time to go. You desperately cling to whoever it is as they pull you towards what you assume is the exit. 

When you make it outside of the building you feel your body relaxing.  A solid pair of arms are still holding you close and you grip the shirt of your savior. “You doing ok?”  You hear them ask in a gentle voice.  You feel yourself relax completely as you look up, and though your vision is blurred, you can easily make out the shape of Mallek’s face. 

You nod and bury your face in his chest.  “I’m alright, kust can’t see.” You say with a chuckle. You feel Mallek’s chest shake with laughter.  “I think I’ll survive though.” You tell him. 

“You will, you’re the strongest person I know.”  He says quietly, claws lightly rubbing up and down your back.  “Want to recover at my hive?  Snake dad will be happy to have you.”   

You let out a small hum and nod against him.  “That sounds nice, thanks.”  You pull away and smile at him, your vision slowly returning. You look beyond him and see Marvus talking to a group of people.  He’s still smiling but you know him well enough now to see the distant look of disappointment in his eyes.  “I just gotta say good-bye.”  You tell Mallek, lightly pushing away and5moving towards Marvus. 

As you approach, Marvus’ smile loses a little luster but it seems sincerer in its sadness.  “Hey, babe.” He greets quietly, a hand movingto muss your hair.   

You smile up at him and take his hand from your head to hold between your palms.  “Sorry your party got busted.  I know you were excited about it.”   

Marvus sighs and nods.  “No big thang, u kno sumtimez sheet jus dun work.” 

“Yeah but…still sucks.  You going to be ok?  Want me to stay and help or anything?” 

Marvus shakes his head no.  “Got plenty-o-peeps to do deh work, u dig?”  He gives your hands a squeeze and presses his forehead to yours. “Thnks tho, appreciate u, lil babe.” 

Your face heats up at the closeness and you nod.  “Call me if you need anything, I’m here for you.” 

Marvus nods, you can feel his grease paint rubbing against your skin.  He holds eye contact for a moment before his eye lids start to lower, his head begins to tilt and you aren’t sure how to react or what to think. 

“Ready to go?”Mallek’s hands are on your shoulders and lightly pulling you away from the tall clown.   

“Um…yeah” You mutter, throat dry.  “Bye Marv.” You wave to the purple blood and follow Mallek’s instructions to where his scuttle buggy is waiting.   

As Mallek turns to walk away as well, he’s stopped by a harsh tap on his arm. 

“Yo! Hacker boi.” 

“Information specialist.”  Mallek snaps with an angry tone, turning to face Marvus mid-step.

Marvus snorts and rolls his eyes, setting Mallek with a hard stare, his grin less lazy and decidedly more dangerous. “Dat wuz a real buldjrodd move back dere.” 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

Marvus scoffs, his face setting into a heavy frown. “Buddy may be goin wit u 2nite, but dun b 4gettin who dey finna b seein those red heartz wit.” 

“Me.”  Mallek hisses, his hard glare betraying the easy going smirk he’d set back into place. 

Marvus lets out a loud honking laugh.  “Got mad respek for ur confidence, but gotta let a brother kno when he dedd wrong. Messiahs b on my mofxxkin side.  Wat u got skinny blue?” 

Mallek opens his mouth to speak but your voice rings out, calling his name and waving him towards you.  Mallek’s grin turns sly as he winks at Marvus. “They’re what I got.” 

[knuxiechan]

Been meaning to make this for a while. A POST CONCERNING METTATON’S HIPS. Well, part of them at least.

From studying his sprite for cosplay purposes, looking at a lot of fanart, and just generally obsessing over him, I always wondered what exactly was up with EX’s SOUL chamber. Is it a belt? Does it have casing? Is it a tube? WELL, BEAUTIES AND GENTLEBEAUTIES, I HAVE FIGURED IT OUT.

Excuse my shitty drawing.

It seems to be a glass case connecting the upper body to the lower body. (Third image is art by Gigi DG) Toby just couldn’t connect the lines because of all the moving parts on the sprite. You can see it best in the Overworld sprite and Gigi’s art.

Same goes for NEO.

He got dem curvs bro.

But Knuxie, if it’s not some sort of metal wrapping around the sides then why does his legless sprite still have the lines attached to it?

Because his upper body is a separate sprite and Toby didn’t erase the lines. Why bother making an entirely new sprite for a quick scene?

Obviously, this is just my opinion/interpretation. You’re free to interpret how he looks however you want. I’ve just had this rattling around in my head for a while and wanted to share my speculations.

Now time to let this account continue collecting dust.

[skamelias]

Hei Briskeby - Makeup tutorial with dem boyz

8.2 Torsdag 23.11.17

Description: Absolutely no thinking was involved in the making of this video

“What’s up people? Long time no see.” Elias smiled into the camera, as he sat on the edge of the couch in the living room.

“We’ve missed you guys, but now we’re back and we have two very special guests,” Elias glanced in front of him where Sana and Laila were sitting a bit apprehensively. Laila gave a small wave, while Sana half-heartedly rolled her eyes. “This is Laila and making a second appearance on this channel is my little sister Sana.” Elias pointed to each of them respectively.

“Today we have a surprise for you. Some of you–no all of you might think we’re crazy, but apparently we’re going to be doing a makeup tutorial. As you can see we ran out of video ideas and needed to get in that sweet content for views,” Adam quipped.

“To be clear, this wasn’t our idea, but because Elias can’t say no to a certain someone, all of us are getting our makeup done.” Mikael mentioned, poking Elias in the ribs.

“Well not all of us….” Mutta interjected. “Even got out of doing this video by giving the lamest excuse that he had laundry to do,” Mutta shook his head, pursing his lips in mock disappointment.

“Now Laila, Sana, what do you have in store for us today?” Elias asked, a laid back demeanor to him.

“Basically each one of you guys gets to choose the makeup for the rest of you, and you’ll take turns choosing.” Laila said.

“As you can see we brought out our finest collection of foundations, lipsticks, eyeshadow, and concealers. And by finest, I mean cheapest because we’re not about to waste our good makeup on you guys,” Sana added.

Laila nodded in affirmation while the rest of the guys looked like they had been stung.

Yousef raised a hand to his chest dramatically, “Wow….you guys don’t think we’re worth using your good makeup on? I’m shocked, hurt, and offended.”

Sana shook her head, laughing slightly at Yousef’s grin, full dimples showing.

“Ok so who wants to go first?” Elias asked, glancing over at the guys.

“I volunteer Elias to go first,” Mikael said, pointing at Elias, a shit-eating grin on his face.

Elias gave him a death glare, before gazing at Laila nervously. She laughed at his uneasy expression before she said, “Don’t worry Elias, I’ll go easy on you since this is your first time.”

Adam wolf whistled. Elias blushed slightly as Mutta said, “Which color should we do for his eyeshadow?”

The guys all turned to look at Mutta clearly puzzled at how he knew what eyeshadow was.

“What? Chris taught me a few things…” Mutta trailed off, shrugging his shoulders but smiling nonetheless.

“Oh I know what this is,” Adam said enthusiastically, as he picked up a beauty blender. “This is an egg that you can use to massage the surface of your skin; I’ve seen girls use this. You just roll it around on your face, right? He glanced at Laila and Sana who were close to bursting out in full blown laughter.

“No Adam, that’s to blend in your makeup, usually your foundation.” Sana shook her head in exasperation.

Adam was clearly dumbstruck by this new piece of information.

“I think we should do a blue for Elias’ eyeshadow,” Mutta said abruptly, smiling mischievously.

Laila looked at him with mild horror, raising her eyebrows. She looked like she wanted so badly to say something, but instead, she held her tongue and picked up the eyeshadow palette and brush. She held it out to Elias’ eye and said, “This might tickle a little bit but can you close your eyes for me?” Elias shut his eyes and Laila leaned down, gently applying a few strokes of the eyeshadow to each of his eyelids.

Mikael snorted when he saw Elias’ blue covered eyes, Laila and Sana couldn’t quite contain their laughter either.

“Does it look bad?” Elias said, looking around for a mirror, but finding none.

Laila wiped a tear from her eye, shaking her head. “No, no, no, it looks good,” she lied.

“I think he needs a really bright pink lipstick,” Yousef added, covering his mouth, trying to hide his smile and failing.

Elias rolled his eyes.

Sana handed over a bright tube of pink lipstick to Laila who lightly applied it to Elias’ lips.

“Looking good Elias,” Adam remarked jokingly.

“He could use some eyeliner,” Sana suggested, putting her hands on her hips in amusement.

“Oh yeah, you’re right,” Laila picked up the pencil and adjusted her wrist so it was level with Elias’ eye. “Okay so try not to move around too much.” Elias grimaced slightly but nodded before she slowly made a neat line around the edge of his eyes.

Laila stepped back to admire her handiwork, nodding in affirmation to herself. “I think I did the best I could given the circumstances.”

“Ok who’s next?” Elias said, attempting to change the subject.

They all looked around, hoping it wasn’t one of them, before Adam stepped up and volunteered himself to go next.

“I’ll go. I don’t mind sacrificing my dignity for the views,” he boasted, wiggling his brows and winking into the camera.

“What dignity?” Sana said nonchalantly.

“Ouch!! Sana is the true roast master over here,” Mikael said grinning at her. “Adam’s favorite color is red, so I would just go crazy with it and paint his whole face red.”

“Thanks bro, you get me.” Adam said fistbumping with Mikael. He looked into the camera then and said, “To any ladies watching this, if your man won’t let you practice your makeup skills on them, dump them.”

This time it was Sana’s turn to snort. She knit her brows together in disbelief before walking over to Adam and picking up and bright red lipstick.

“Will this stuff come off when I eat or drink something?” Adam asked vaguely, as she applied it to his lips with great difficulty.

“Usually it does, but this one that I’m using is extra strength and waterproof so it’s really hard to get off,” Sana said with a deadpan expression.

Adam suddenly looked panicked, “What?”

Sana smirked into the camera before turning back to Adam’s face and picked up the red eyeshadow palette.

“Adam, I think that color is really working for you,” Yousef added while Mutta nodded in the background.

“I know you’re joking, but I’m going to pretend like you meant it in honor of our brolationship,” Adam said.

Elias dropped his face into his hand in secondhand embarrassment.

“Okay people, that’s all the time we have. We want to give a special thanks to Laila and Sana for taking time out of their busy schedules to put makeup on us.” Elias addressed the camera once more.

“I think we learned a lot in this video,” Mutta said, bouncing up and down in his seat enthusiastically.

Adam nodded, “Yeah, like don’t let wait until the last minute to come up with a video idea for your YouTube channel.”

Mikael knocked him in the ribs playfully as Mutta smacked the back of Adam’s head lightly. Elias rolled his eyes before turning back to the camera.

“We’ll see you guys next time,” Elias said, as the boys collectively dabbed behind him.